Urban Life / Passion in the Office

I've worked at this company for several years now. Over those years, I've seen many new people join and many old ones leave, but I remain dedicated and hardworking. If work requires it, I don't mind working overtime.

About six months ago, a new colleague joined. Belle, 163cm tall, while not exceptionally beautiful, has fair skin, long curly hair, and wears glasses, giving her a refined and elegant appearance. She's probably a 32D bust and always exudes a sophisticated air.

Every day, she wears a loose-fitting long skirt and low heels, dressing similarly to other office ladies. Because of her department, it's just her and her supervisor, so she rarely has the opportunity to chat with other colleagues, especially male colleagues. Since there are more beautiful female colleagues in the company, the male colleagues don't really notice her.

Initially, I was the same way, not paying much attention to her. However, after she'd been working there for a few months, I found myself frequently looking at her. One morning, as I went to the break room to wash my cup, I saw her washing hers alone. We greeted each other. After she finished, she went to the water dispenser and bent down to refill it. At that moment, I saw her pert buttocks. I stared at her, mesmerized. Her buttocks were very pert and beautifully shaped, somewhat like a peach… it stirred my imagination.

She suddenly turned to look at me, and I immediately looked away from the water dispenser and said, "Are you done?" I don't know if she noticed me peeking at her, but she smiled and said yes, then went back to her seat.

After that day, I deliberately went into the break room to refill my water only when she was using it, trying to talk to her alone. Sometimes, I could even steal glances at her bending over to refill her water. But it seemed like her buttocks were becoming more and more prominent, as if she were provoking me, making me want to walk behind her and thrust my hips towards her. However, this was a company; such a thing was impossible. In the days that followed, we became more familiar with each other, and we talked more.

After that, as my workload increased, working overtime became a regular occurrence.

That night, I worked overtime as usual until about 10 p.m. before leaving the company to go home and rest. I looked around the company to see if anyone was still working. Seeing no one, I went to the main entrance, turned off the lights, and prepared to leave. Suddenly, someone ran out of one of the rooms and said, "Wait a minute, don't turn off the lights, I'm still here!"

I immediately turned the lights back on to see who hadn't left. It turned out to be Belle, still working in that room. The door to this room had a large pane of glass (the kind of special glass that prevents people from seeing inside), so when she saw the lights suddenly go out, she immediately ran out. This room was usually locked. Inside, there were several expensive professional printers, and because of her work requirements, only she, her supervisor, and senior company executives could enter. Because not everyone could enter, this room was considered one of the most mysterious rooms in the company; even after all these years, I had only been inside once.

Seeing her, I immediately asked, "Are you working overtime too? It's so late, why aren't you home yet?" She replied, "Yes, I'm almost done, maybe in about ten minutes."

I thought for a moment and said, "Then you'll be done soon. It's dangerous for a girl like you to be here alone so late. Since I have time, I'll stay and keep you company."

She seemed happy and said, "Okay, thank you. Actually, I'm a little scared being alone in this room, but I have to work."

After saying that, I went into the room and told her to continue working and not to pay attention to me. I took the opportunity to explore this mysterious room. She chatted with me while she worked. When she said she was finished, I walked over and stood behind her, looking at her computer screen. She turned her head, as if she wanted to talk to me, but I was already behind her, my head next to hers. When she turned her head like that, I was able to kiss her cheek. Suddenly, we stared at each other awkwardly. I quickly apologized, but she didn't say anything, just looked at me. After a few seconds of gazing at each other, I couldn't help but kiss her lips. She didn't react, and I assumed she didn't mind. So I used my hands to help her stand up and then embraced her completely for another kiss. However, I felt her gently twist her body, as if trying to break free from my embrace. But I persisted, and she didn't struggle at all; instead, she began to hold me tighter.

I opened my mouth and tried to press my tongue against her lips, and she cooperated by opening her mouth and welcoming my tongue. Thus, we began a wet kiss, teasing each other with our tongues and exchanging saliva. Occasionally, I could hear her making alluring sounds from her nose.

My hands had already been groping her back, and then my left hand moved forward, touching her breasts through her clothes. Perhaps because of the clothes, touching her breasts didn't feel particularly special. My right hand then slipped inside her clothes from behind, unhooked her bra, and then moved to the front to truly touch her breasts.

I touched her breasts, thinking to myself, they were so soft, her skin as smooth as a baby's. Soon, I felt her nipples harden.

Although reluctant to leave her breasts, I had to, because I needed to use both hands to remove her top, and then her bra. Suddenly, her snow-white, beautiful breasts were right before my eyes, and I stared, speechless. She shyly covered her breasts with her hands, but she couldn't completely hide them, because her breasts were larger than I had imagined, at least a 34E, completely hidden by her loose-fitting top.

I immediately took off my own shirt and embraced her again, kissing her. Her breasts pressed tightly against my chest, allowing me to fully feel the allure of her 34E figure. Our kiss grew more and more intense, my left hand beginning to caress her breasts, her nipples already very hard. My right hand was rubbing her round, large buttocks, pressing them against my genitals so she could feel my rock-hard erection.

Her hand unzipped my pants, letting them fall to the ground, then slipped inside my underwear, touching my already hard penis. Without hesitation, I pulled her skirt up to her waist and reached inside to touch her wetness; her vagina was already soaking wet. My hand caressed the outside of her vagina, and she occasionally let out pleasant moans. When I gently inserted my fingers into her vagina, she suddenly cried out. Hearing this, I excitedly inserted my fingers deeper and deeper, then slowly made thrusting motions inside her slippery vagina, while her hand tightly rubbed my penis.

Before we knew it, our underwear was off, lying on the ground, and we were both naked, excitedly caressing each other's private parts.

She seemed to be enjoying it, closing her eyes and moaning, "Ah... um..." I felt it was time, so I sat down in the chair and gently pulled her closer. She straddled my thighs, grasped my penis with her hand, and slowly lowered herself towards her vulva. As my glans began to enter, she immediately opened her mouth and let out a soft "Ah..." before stopping. However, she kept her mouth open, her eyes tightly shut. She lowered herself a little and then dared not move any further. I pulled her closer to me, stroking her back with both hands to help her relax. At this moment, I felt that only the head of my penis was inside, but it already felt wonderful because her vagina was really small, tightly enveloping my glans. It felt even better than with my girlfriend.

Seeing her eyes even more tightly closed, as if she were struggling, I opened my mouth and kissed her. Our tongues intertwined. My hands went around her back and then up to her shoulders. Suddenly, I forcefully pulled her down, making her sit completely down, and inserted my penis fully into her vagina. This sudden movement made her cry out loudly, "Ah..." and hug me even tighter. At

that moment, I could fully feel her very narrow vagina, wet and hot, so tight, just like a virgin's narrow vagina; I really thought she was a virgin.

I saw her eyes were wet, so I asked, "Does it hurt?" She said, "A little, but it's okay, because it's very..." She paused, so I pressed her for more details. She whispered, "...comfortable." I was delighted and kissed her, saying, "Do you like it?" She replied, "Mmm..." and then kissed me.

At this moment, I slowly began to lift my lower body slightly, and she began to move her lower body, allowing my penis to slide in and out of her vagina. She began to moan softly, "Mmm...ah...ya..." Her vagina gripped my penis tightly, much narrower and more comfortable than my girlfriend's.

"Your pussy is so tight, it feels so good, I love your pussy."

"...You're so naughty, you're saying these things to me."

Her movements quickened, and I thrust my penis upwards, each time aiming for her clitoris.

"I'm serious, your pussy is even tighter and better than my girlfriend's, I love fucking you!"

"Hmm...I don't...believe you..."

Hearing this, I immediately thrust upwards forcefully, "Oh...humh~~~~", then hugged her tightly and asked, "You really don't believe me?"

She replied, "I don't...yes..." I thrust upwards forcefully again, she: "...Hmm...I believe you...I believe you, you're really...naughty."

I happily asked her, "Really? Then, is it good to fuck me?"

"...Hmm...good...very good..."

"Do you like doing it with me?"

"I like it..." "It's so...comfortable...mmm,"

she kept moaning and groaning, and our movements became more and more intense.

Her vagina was incredibly wet, overflowing with desire. I began to feel her juices dripping down my penis and onto my thighs. Her soul-stirring "...ah...mmm...ya" sounds were so alluring. It was so stimulating; we started doing it right there in the office. I kept thrusting my penis upwards, and she kept raising her legs and sitting down to match my thrusts.

I pressed my head against her 34E breasts, sucking on her pink nipples, and she started moaning loudly. Her movements became faster and faster, and suddenly, she let out a long sigh, "Ah..." as her hands tightly embraced my neck. At the same time, I felt her vagina sucking and pulsating against my penis; I knew she had reached orgasm.

After her climax, she clung to me weakly, my penis still hard inside her, her post-orgasmic fluids flowing freely down my thighs.

She breathed heavily, and I gently stroked her back. "Was it good? Did you like it?"

"Mmm...very...comfortable...I like...you."

We embraced, feeling each other's sensations. After a while, I asked her, "Want more?" She didn't answer, only gently kissing me. Since she didn't answer, I wasn't going to let the opportunity pass, and I took her to another climax.

With our kissing, one hand continuously stroked her back, the other caressed her breasts. After a while, I stopped. I felt it was time, so I gently pushed her away. She stood up, and I turned her back to me, allowing me to hug her tightly from behind, my hard penis pressing against her smooth, round, peach-like buttocks, my hands kneading her breasts again. She leaned back against me comfortably.

Then, I gently pushed her back forward. She seemed to understand what I meant and obediently leaned forward, placing her hands on the computer desk in front of her, her whole body resting on the desk, her buttocks raised high.

At this moment, I took my hard, hot penis, aimed it at her tight, virgin-like vagina, gently pressing against her vulva, then lightly inserting the head of my penis. It was really wet and slippery inside, so I unceremoniously pushed my entire penis forward until it reached her clitoris! She couldn't help but open her mouth again and let out a soft "Ah...".

I grabbed her waist with both hands, stopped, and pressed firmly against her, letting her get used to my penis again. Slowly, I moved my hands to her pert buttocks, then pushed her skirt up to her waist so I could see her shapely bottom clearly.

I grabbed her waist again and slowly pulled back until my penis was almost out, then thrust in forcefully all the way in. She cried out loudly, "Oh..." and then I began to gently thrust in and out. "Mmm... Oh..." she started moaning incessantly. "Oh... Oh... Mmm... Ah..." Her moans grew louder and her breathing deeper. Her

round buttocks seemed to think I wasn't thrusting hard enough, so she pushed herself back forcefully, squeezing me tightly as she did so, while loudly moaning. This made me increase my speed, thrusting into her forcefully. I reached out my left hand, grabbed her firm breasts hanging down, and began to knead them vigorously, while my right hand went directly to her vulva, found her swollen clitoris, and quickly pressed and rubbed it with my middle finger, sometimes pinching it between my middle and index fingers and flicking it back and forth. She seemed unable to withstand this stimulation, and actually said to me, "It feels so good... Don't stop... Do it harder... Ah... Ah." Cooperating with her, I could use my waist strength to penetrate her very deep. The harder I shook her head, the more violently it shook her head. Her hands gripped my left hand tightly, squeezing her breasts forcefully. The sounds of her buttocks colliding with mine, the wetness of her vulva rubbing against my penis, and her moans filled every corner of the office.

Her body grew hotter and hotter, her movements becoming more and more intense, squeezing my penis tighter and tighter. I began to feel a tingling, itchy sensation at the base of my penis, and this sensation grew stronger, causing me to involuntarily increase the pace, faster and faster beyond my control. Finally, her breathing became rapid. My right hand abandoned her clitoris and instead rested on her shoulder, allowing me to penetrate her even deeper.

Suddenly, she stiffened again, feeling her vulva begin to contract rhythmically, and my tingling sensation reached its peak. I couldn't help but thrust my penis to the very bottom of her vagina, "Ah..." and ejaculated into her core! Her contractions intensified, and she hummed in a language I couldn't understand, "Mmm...mmm...uh..." I could feel her vagina getting hot; it seemed she had come too.

I lay on her back, holding her tightly. We remained in that position for what felt like forever, until my penis softened and slipped out, and I reluctantly pulled away from her body. From behind, a large amount of my semen and her vaginal fluids flowed from her vagina onto her thighs. I took some tissues to wipe it off, then held her close and kissed her deeply.

"Do you like it?"

"Mmm.

" "Is it comfortable?"

"It's so comfortable, I've never felt this comfortable before. How about you?"

"I feel so comfortable too, you're so tight, it feels so good."

"Do you know how amazing you are? Let me tell you, you're my second man, and you're also... my first... my first orgasm..." "

Really? So you're this tight, hehe."

"You're so naughty..." After saying that, she buried her head in my chest...

After that, I often worked overtime, and of course, the sound of my lower body colliding with her peach-like buttocks often came from the office...

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