Having sex with a pregnant female colleague

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I live in a small city in northern China and work in a government department. I'm going to tell you about an incident that happened six years ago. There were about ten people in my department, mostly women. My colleague across from me was Ping, a pretty young woman my age, 1.67 meters tall, slim, very outgoing, always smiling, and with a wonderful personality. We'd been colleagues for years, and I'd never seen her argue with anyone. We got along well, often playing cards together in our free time, and we often helped each other with our work. Here, I should explain my job: at the end of each month, I had to compile some reports and such. For a man, this wasn't an easy task, because sitting there calculating and compiling statistics was really tedious. I hated compiling reports the most, and Ping would always help me with this. Women are definitely better at this kind of work than men; they're more meticulous and can sit still longer. A little while later, Ping helped me finish checking one set of reports, but the report I checked myself still had some data discrepancies. Ping, annoyed by my carelessness, took the report to check it for me. She quickly found the problem and started scolding me, "Idiot, what are your eyes for? Come and look! It's wrong here!" We usually have a good relationship, so we often joke around and no one takes it seriously. She always calls me "careless" and "idiot." I admired how quickly she found the problem, so I got up and went behind Ping to check the report to see where the error was. I stood behind Ping, and she sat there pointing to the problem in the report. Then, I accidentally saw Ping's chest! She was wearing a loose maternity dress with a very low neckline. She was sitting in a chair, and I could clearly see through the neckline. Underneath the maternity dress was a loose white tank top, and I could clearly see Ping's breasts, but not her nipples. At that moment, I felt my blood rush to my head, and I got an erection. Ping was still pointing at the report and lecturing me, but I couldn't hear what she was saying. I was just staring at her breasts. I had been married for less than a year and wasn't lacking in sex. My wife was very pretty (I'm not exaggerating, it's not just something you write online; my wife is really pretty. She always gets a lot of attention when we go out. The most beautiful thing about her is her small feet in size 36 shoes—they're indescribably beautiful. I'll write about my wife another time). Although Ping was also pretty, I only felt that we were good colleagues and friends, and I had no improper thoughts about her.

But the visual impact she gave me was too strong. Ping's cleavage had delicate curves, and it was very close to me. She had a faint fragrance, which aroused my lustful thoughts. At this moment, Ping looked up at me and asked if I saw anything wrong. I quickly shifted my gaze to the report and repeatedly replied, "Yes, yes, I see it." I took the report back to my desk and quickly finished correcting it. The report for this month was finally done, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Then I started looking at Ping again, but by then, I had impure thoughts about her. Ping didn't seem to be leaving; perhaps because her husband wasn't home and she had nothing to do, she started chatting with me. While I was entertaining her, I admired the pretty pregnant woman across from me, wondering what her nipples looked like… As we talked, the topic turned to pregnancy. Ping asked me, "Has Mei (my wife) shown any signs of pregnancy?" I said no. Ping said, "You've been married for so long, when are you planning to have a child?" I said we'd wait and see. Suddenly, Ping cried out, "Ouch!" I immediately asked, "What's wrong?" Ping said, "This little thing is kicking me." I said, "It's so small, how much strength can it have? Why are you making such a fuss?" Ping said, "What do you know? It's not inside your belly. Sometimes it kicks in the wrong place and it hurts." I said, "Is it that strong?" Ping said, "Yes, when it kicks me, I can feel its little toes from the outside." I said, "You're just talking nonsense, I don't believe you." Ping said, "Don't believe me? Then let me feel it." After saying that, she got up and came to me, pointing to her protruding belly. I sat there and gently touched the upper part of her protruding belly with my hand. Ping said, "Not here." She pulled my hand and placed it next to her belly button, saying, "This little thing loves to kick here. If you put it here, it will kick you in a while." Because my erect penis had already shrunk after I was editing the report, when I put my hand on Ping's big belly, even though it was through her skirt, my penis quickly became erect again.

Even now, I firmly believe that Ping was definitely not trying to seduce me. She treated me as a good friend or wanted to show me her pride in becoming a mother. She probably had no guard against me at the time and didn't know that I had already developed impure thoughts about her.

I placed my hand on Ping's big belly, and sure enough, a little foot kicked me a moment later. Ping cried out "Ouch!" again, then said triumphantly, "You felt it, didn't you?" I nodded and said, "That's so much fun." Ping said, "Fun? Then you should hurry up and work harder so you can touch Mei's belly every day, hehehe..." I smiled too, but my hand remained on Ping's belly. Ping said, "Okay, I'm a little hungry now. Look, we're the only two working hard. Everyone else has left, let's go too. I can buy some food on the way." I said, "What's the rush? This little guy is so much fun. I haven't touched him enough yet. The one that kicked me just now must have been his left foot. Let me see where his right foot is." My hand hadn't moved from Ping's belly, but now I slowly moved it to the other side. Ping didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at me. She probably found it funny that I was being so mysterious about her big belly. My hand slowly moved down a little more, and through her maternity dress, I felt the elastic band of her underwear. Then I moved up and down again, this time my hand touched just below the elastic band.

At that moment, I was thinking, what should I do next? What if Ping gets angry? We're good friends and work across from each other; what if she turns against me?

At this moment, Ping said, "Is that alright? Let's go." I suddenly thought of a plan and looked up to ask her, "Can this little guy talk in there?" Ping said, "You're talking nonsense. What can he say now? Even if he did, who could hear him?" After saying that, she chuckled. I said, "He can kick people and he still can't talk? Let me hear it." After saying that, I turned my head to put my ear to her stomach. Ping probably felt that this was inappropriate and leaned back a little, but I quickly put my ear to her stomach. My hand also naturally rested on Ping's stomach. Because my ear was near her navel, my hand was under the elastic band of her underwear. I did this very casually. Ping didn't say anything, so I didn't know what her expression was like at that moment. As I slowly moved my ear across Ping's belly, I said, "Little one, talk to me, Uncle's listening." My hand moved down a little further, and Ping grabbed my hand with one hand and pushed my head away with the other, gently saying, "Don't do that, we should go." I grabbed her hand that was pushing my head away, my ear still pressed tightly against her belly, and gently stroked her lower abdomen with my other hand. Her grip tightened noticeably. "Don't do that, it'll be bad if someone sees us like this, we should go." This time, I could hear a hint of fear in her voice. Actually, our department was on the fourth floor (the top floor), along with the conference room and the archives. Usually, few people outside our department went up to the fourth floor, especially since it was the weekend, and most people in the office had probably already left.

I was afraid Ping would get angry, but looking back, if she had scolded me more sternly, I think I would have definitely given up and run away. However, she only spoke to me softly at the time and wasn't strict, which emboldened me.

Whether from excitement or the heat, I noticed Ping's hands were sweaty. I gently pulled my hand away and began to caress her again. Before, I hadn't dared to move my hands, but now I was truly caressing her. I didn't rush to touch her crotch, but gently stroked her lower abdomen from side to side. Ping grabbed my hand again, and I had to forcefully pull away once more. I slowly turned my face towards her and gently kissed Ping's belly, then slowly kissed upwards. When I kissed Ping's breasts, she suddenly trembled and pushed my head away with her hand, saying in a very soft voice, "Don't do this." I continued kissing her breasts and kissed her nipples through her skirt. Even through the two layers of fabric, I could still clearly feel her large nipples. I stuck out my tongue and licked the bulging nipple. My hand slowly slipped under Ping's wide maternity dress and touched her thigh. Ping trembled again and tried to grab my hand, but I easily freed it inside the dress. I moved towards the inside of her thigh and slowly moved upwards. Although Ping tried to close her legs, I still reached her underwear.

I slowly stood up and put my arms around Ping's waist. The moment my eyes met Ping's, she looked away awkwardly. I noticed that her face was beautiful. Because of Ping's big belly pressing against me, I had to lean forward a little. I kissed her forehead and cheeks, and when I tried to kiss her lips, she pulled away. My hand slowly moved upwards and found the zipper of her maternity dress, gently pulling it down. Ping felt it, looked up at me nervously, and whispered, "What are you doing? This is the office, in a moment..." Before she could finish, I took the opportunity to kiss Ping's lips. My tongue wanted to slip inside, but she clenched her teeth tightly, so I had no choice but to lick her lips and gums.

I continued to gently pull down the zipper of her skirt, and when it was halfway down, I could feel the bottom edge of her tank top underneath. I slipped my hand inside and touched Ping's skin; her back was smooth and felt wonderful. I slowly stroked it, trying to be as gentle as possible. I gently pulled down her skirt; Ping's maternity skirt was loose, and I easily pulled it off her shoulders. Ping's arms were tightly gripping the skirt, but by then I could already touch her breasts through her tank top. Slowly, I slipped my hand under the tank top and gently stroked her breasts and nipples. Ping's breasts weren't very large, but they felt full, and her nipples were large and erect. I wanted to see them, so I left Ping's lips and slowly kissed downwards. Ping didn't stop me at this point, but she tightly gripped her skirt with both arms to prevent me from pulling it down any further. I saw Ping's areola and nipple, brown in color, the nipple like a grape. I began to suckle. I heard Ping's breathing quicken, so I suckled even harder, my hands kneading her breasts incessantly. At that moment, I tasted a faint, salty flavor in my mouth—a liquid secreted from Ping's nipples (I later learned it was called "milk essence," a very good thing). I found it a little strange, but didn't think much of it; besides, the taste was quite pleasant. As I was passionately sucking, Ping suddenly spoke, "You've dirtied my body." Her voice was soft and gentle. I immediately felt an unbearable throbbing below. I kissed Ping's lips again. This time, she didn't clench her teeth, and my tongue entered smoothly, followed by vigorous swirling. Although Ping didn't cooperate, she didn't resist either, simply letting my tongue roam freely in her mouth… I slowly pulled Ping close, wanting her to sit in my chair. Ping hesitated, but with my encouragement, she sat down. I immediately turned and closed the office door and turned off the lights. When I returned to Ping, I noticed her skirt, which had been pulled down, had been pulled up to her shoulders, and she was holding the top of the skirt with her hands. The office was dimly lit. Before me stood a beautiful young woman with a large pregnant belly. Although Ping and I had been colleagues for several years and spent a lot of time together, it was only now that I truly noticed her beauty and allure. My strongest thought was—to have her!

I reached for Ping's hand, but she firmly gripped her skirt. I stared at her, and she immediately looked away. Then I saw her legs. Her maternity skirt reached her knees, and when she sat down, a small section of her thigh above her knees was exposed. I began to slowly caress her. After the earlier foreplay, it didn't take long before I slipped my hand inside her skirt, moving upwards from her smooth thighs to her panties. I gently stroked her vulva through her panties. Soon, I felt Ping's breathing quicken. Because Ping's legs were tightly pressed together, I couldn't reach her crotch. I reached out to pull her legs down... Ping immediately grabbed her panties. Seeing her resolute expression, I didn't press further, but continued to touch her vulva through the panties. I forcefully moved my hand towards the inside of her thighs. This time, Ping yielded, her legs not clamped as tightly. I touched the middle and felt something damp. My fingers tried to slip inside along the edge of the panties, but Ping tried to stop me. However, I was very firm, and she probably felt it too. I quickly pulled away and pulled the middle edge of her panties to the side. Ping even intentionally or unintentionally tilted her buttocks slightly, making it easy for me to pull that part of her panties aside. I could clearly feel Ping's labia now; they felt plump and thick, much fuller than my wife's labia (I later learned that a woman's genitals naturally swell during pregnancy). When I touched a little below her labia, I could clearly feel the sticky fluid secreted from inside. I lifted Ping's skirt, and because of the dim light, I could vaguely see dark pubic hair and two large, rounded labia. They were indeed quite large, though I couldn't make out their color. I was already very excited, so I tried to put my mouth to hers. Ping tried to push my head away with her hands, but I still managed to lick her labia. They had a fishy smell, but it was quite stimulating. Because Ping kept pushing my head away, and she was sitting there, I couldn't lick below her labia. It was also quite uncomfortable to bend over, so I moved forward by holding Ping's buttocks to spread her legs wider. I forcefully spread Ping's legs apart, and now I could lick all of her labia. As I licked, I stroked Ping's buttocks, belly, and breasts with my hands. I felt Ping's secretions increasing, and with my saliva, her lower body was a complete mess. At this moment, Ping's hands, which had been pushing my head away, slowly relaxed and just rested gently on my head, but didn't move. I slowly pulled her skirt down again and lifted her tank top up to her breasts. At this point, Ping was almost half-naked, with only her tank top pulled up to her neck and her skirt covering her big belly.

我仍在舔萍的阴唇，抚摸她的屁股、乳房和大肚皮。就这样大概有十几分钟吧，我清楚的听到了萍重重的呼吸声，看到她下面已经湿的很厉害，自我感到差不多了，我悄悄的拉开自己裤子的拉链，经过这幺长时间的刺激，阴茎已经涨的要爆裂了，说是用手拉出来还不如说是它自己蹦出来的确实。我站起来用手托住萍的大腿，阴茎直奔她的阴部，刚才一直闭着眼睛的萍此时睁开眼看见了我的举动，她突然像疯了一样摆脱了我的手并站起来，她把裙子又拉回了肩膀上说道“ｘ林，你不能这样，不然我一辈子都不理你了！”，我看到萍的脸通红通红有点吓人，我想她是说真的，裤子外面的小弟刚才还是昂首挺胸，这下也迅速畏缩耷拉下来。萍的胸脯激烈的起伏着，我畏惧了，她可是个已经六、七个月的孕妇啊，要是真有什幺意外……我当时感到很羞愧，大家平时都是好朋友，萍对我那幺好，又是个孕妇，我却想干她，我真是个禽兽啊！

我们就这样站在那里僵持了大约半分钟吧，还是我打破了沈默“我帮你拉上吧”，我想帮萍把裙子背后的拉链拉上，她自己拉很艰苦。萍可能也感到刚才对我太严格了，我们毕竟在一起很长时间又是好朋友，她轻轻的“嗯”一声慢慢转过身去，我连忙先把小弟弟放塞回裤子里又帮萍拉上了裙子的拉链。我说“那我送你回家吧。”萍没说话算是默许了。

就这样我们在办公室的猖狂行动不欢而散了，本来事后我很内疚，心里想着以后绝不再对萍起杂念了，我们也不会再有这种事了，可是不久下一幕就揭开了……我终于干了她　　因为有了办公室风波，星期一上班时我和萍都很不自然，我们相互迴避着对方的眼力。相对来说，我还好一点，萍的变更比较大，因为萍平时爱说爱笑对别人都很友善，突然的一下子不爱说话了，特别是对我，同事们还认为萍的家里出了什幺事，年纪大的同事还问萍怎幺了，萍也总是笑笑说“没事，没事”，其实只有我知道是为什幺。萍再出去时也不搭我的车了，我也总是早早开溜不在办公室多待，免得我俩为难。

就这样大约过了一个月吧，萍慢慢的恢複本来的性格，又开端欢乐起来，只是与我说话时还是有点不自然，一般也只说些工作上的事，很少再闲聊。这天，单位发福利，是洗涤用品，有香皂、洗髮水等乱七八糟的一大堆足足装了两大箱，女的比男的还多一箱卫生巾。因为我有私家车，这会儿成了香饽饽，同事们纷纷让我帮着把东西送回家，送了两趟后科室里还有几个人的东西没送，其中包含萍。这时听科长说我才知道萍的丈夫到外地抓人已经走好几天了，这事要在以前萍早就告诉我了。科长说“我们几个的东西一会儿都有人来拉，萍的丈夫不在家，你帮着把她的东西送回去就行了”，萍连忙说不用，她找她弟弟来拉，我也忙说：“科长，还是我先帮你送回去吧”，我们科长很奇怪的看着我们说“咦，你们俩不是逝世党吗，怎幺回事，闹牴触啦？”我一想坏了，要是让同事看出什幺就不好了，连忙向萍挤了一下眼睛说“那我还是先帮你送吧，我这车现成的，别叫你弟弟来了”，萍可能也觉出了什幺，赶紧说“好吧”。

一上车萍就坐到了后排（以前她坐我的车一直是坐我旁边的，让她坐后排她还不满意），路上，萍也一句话不说，还是我打破了沈默“你还生我气呢？”“哪啊，没有”萍淡淡的答覆，我没话找话“建国（萍的丈夫）出差了？”萍说是，我说“你现在都这个样了他还出去，你一个在家多不方便？”萍说：“干刑警的不都这样嘛，又不是第一次了，我没在家住，回娘家住了”。我接着问“这东西送哪儿？”萍说“送我自己家”。我找着各种话题和萍聊，萍慢慢的开端放开了，也开端对我笑了，不一会儿，我们俩聊的都很高兴。

到了，萍的家在六楼，我开端把东西往上搬，八月的气象热浪滚滚，像我这种平时不干体力活又不爱锤炼身材的人爬六楼一趟下来已经大汗淋漓，腿脚发软了，而且香皂、洗髮水等等那些鬼东西逝世沈逝世沈的。萍在楼下看着车和东西，看到我满脸大汗说道“你休息一下再搬吧，看你那一身的汗”，我这时创造萍还是挺心疼我的，有美人心疼自然浑身充满了力量，再说恐怕没有几个男人会在女人面前装熊的。

三趟下来我已经成了一个软脚虾了，累得呼呼直喘气。萍招呼我在她家休息一会儿，她开大了空调，端来了冰镇饮料，我去洗了洗脸和手坐在沙发上喝饮料，我真的是累坏了。萍说“看你今天真的是累坏了，懒虫也有出力的时候啊，呵呵……”，我看着萍说“那也就是帮你，换个人我才不管呢，刚才送的都是她们自己家里人出来搬的，还得拿烟拿饮料感谢我帮忙送东西”，萍听到我的话好像突然想到了什幺，低下头轻轻的说“我知道你对我好”，我这时才注意到萍穿的还是那件蓝色小花的孕妇裙，我脑海里一下子回想起了办公室里那猖狂的一幕，我心里曾经发誓再也不起的杂念又蠢蠢欲动了。

萍还是低着头，我看着她白净的手臂和俏丽的小手激动一浪高过一浪，我说“上次的事真对不起，我是……，你没对建国说什幺吧？”，“他问我是不是在单位受气了，我说和单位的人吵架了，他劝我想开点，要爱护身材，你认为我会那幺傻告诉他啊”，萍擡开端接着说“你是个疯子”，萍的嘴角带着一点微笑。我此时简直激动逝世了，“你愿意让我再摸摸小家伙的脚丫吗？”我断定我当时说话都是带着颤音的。“你想都别想”，萍的脸又红了，但我看不到她赌气，而且我创造她的嘴角仍然挂着微笑，我站起来来到萍身边英勇的拉住她的手说“你的手真美”，萍又低下头的用力想把手抽出来，但在我的保持下她放弃了。我这时已经什幺都不管了，俯下身去着吻她的头髮、耳唇，萍闭着眼睛，我去吻她的嘴，这次萍的牙齿没有丝毫抵抗，我的舌头轻易的进入了她的口腔，开端激烈的搅拌……我的身材里好像有一团火，要燃烧、要爆炸，我已经没有兴趣再去做过多的前奏，我伸手到萍的背后去摸她的拉练，这时萍居然向前欠了一下身材，我一下把她的拉练全部拉开，用最快的速度将她的裙子拉了下来，然后就掀起了里面的小背心，一嘴叼住乳头用力吸吮起来。我感到她的小背心非常碍事，我要把它脱下来，我向上拉，萍只是迟疑了一下就举起了双手，我脱下了她的小背心，萍家里的光线很好，太阳光从外面射进来，我可以仔细的观赏她的乳房了。因为怀孕的原故，萍的乳晕和乳头呈黑褐色，乳晕旁边有数条青色的血管，我的舌头在上面来回的舔、吸着，我创造这时萍的奶水明显比上次多了。

我的手从上面伸进了萍的裙子，摸她的大肚皮，向下，再向下伸进了她的内裤摸到了毛茸茸的阴户，萍紧紧的夹着双腿。我呼呼的喘着气开端向下拉她的裙子，这次她没有欠起屁股配合我，我擡头看着萍，创造她也在看着我，牙齿咬着嘴唇，对着我轻轻的摇头。都什幺时候了我还能管住自己吗，我持续用力拉她的裙子，终于拉下来了，这时的萍全身只剩下一条内裤了。不知算不算怪癖，我很爱好女人的脚，尤其是娇小的那种，我捧着萍的脚亲吻，我创造萍的脚肿了，肥肥的活像一只猪蹄，我很奇怪问她怎幺回事，萍说“怀孕后就这样”，我仔细视察创造她的小腿也有些肿胀。

I started kissing her thighs, slowly moving upwards. I saw several bluish veins on the base of Ping's fair thighs, and I saw that the skin on her lower abdomen was swollen and mottled, with white marks appearing on it. I started licking her mottled belly, then her panties, and through them, I licked her vulva. Perhaps because of the heat, there was a slightly pungent smell, but in that environment, that smell acted like an aphrodisiac, making me incredibly excited. I wanted to remove her last defense. I easily pulled off her panties, squatted down, and began licking her labia with abandon, until I had created a muddy puddle. At this moment, I secretly looked up at Ping and saw that her eyes were closed, and her brows were slightly furrowed. I got up to kiss Ping's lips, but she dodged away, softly saying, "No, it stinks." I said, "You think yours stinks?" Ping's lips curled up slightly, and she giggled a few times. I saw she was very happy at that moment; her faint smile was so beautiful. I can still recall her posture then, savoring the memory.

Regardless of whether it stinked or not, we started kissing again, and Ping gently placed her hand on my shoulder. I took her hand and placed it on my erect crotch. She tried to pull away, but I held her hand down, stroking my penis. Our breathing grew heavier, and I unbuckled my belt, pulling down my pants and underwear. At this moment, Ping covered her eyes with her hands. I don't know if she peeked at my penis when I took off my underwear. I chuckled twice and took off my shirt. We were both naked and embracing. The sofa in Ping's house was too low, so I had to kneel down. I held my penis and rubbed it against Ping's labia. When I tried to enter, Ping pushed my penis away and whispered, "Will it be okay?" I saw some hesitation on her face, and I knew she was worried about the baby in her belly. I said, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." I slowly moved my penis towards her vulva. Actually, Ping was already very wet there. I entered her body easily and started to slowly thrust. Ping looked at me and placed one hand on the base of my penis, probably afraid that I would go in too deep. I thrust very gently and stimulated her clitoris with my fingers. As I continued to thrust, Ping's vagina became more and more slippery. She slowly relaxed and stopped looking at me. Instead, she closed her eyes, rested her head on the back of the sofa, and enjoyed the pleasure. To be honest, I felt really uncomfortable looking at Ping. We usually only see each other in the office, but here we were naked, and my penis was inside her. I was thrusting passionately, kneading Ping's breasts, watching the clear liquid trickle from her nipples, flowing onto my hands and dripping onto her stomach. I strained my neck to suckle the slightly salty milk, the intense pleasure pounding through my nerves.

Although I wanted to portray myself as incredibly powerful, the truth is I was utterly useless; I couldn't withstand the intense stimulation and ejaculated inside Ping in about ten minutes. During this time, Ping only moaned softly. When I finished, I asked her, "Were you satisfied?" Ping just giggled softly. I think she might not have reached orgasm, but a man deflates like a punctured balloon after ejaculation, and I was too exhausted to continue.

After we finished, we went to the bathroom to shower together. When we came out, we were still naked. I hugged Ping and kissed her on the sofa. I glanced up and saw a photo of Ping and her husband on the wall. I felt a pang of unease. We were friends, and I had slept with someone else's wife. I was also filled with intense fear. What if Ping's husband suddenly came back? I might be dead. He always carried a Type 54 pistol. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I decided to run away as quickly as possible. That's how Ping, my female colleague and best friend, and I completed our first, less-than-perfect, sexual encounter. It was also our only time together.

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