Drunk and raped an arrogant colleague

Xu Qiuming was a feisty, mature woman in the company. When she wasn't talking, she seemed quiet, but once she opened her mouth, her voice, several octaves high, regardless of the content, always intimidated people. Therefore, her colleagues called her "Sister Qiuming." Qiuming was 168 cm tall, with a slightly weathered face that exuded the charm of a mature woman. Although she was over 30, her slender, mature figure and alluring femininity had always been etched in my mind. Unfortunately, such a mature, married woman was unattainable. Although I had long admired her, I dared not cross the line, a situation I deeply regretted.

Taking advantage of a company dinner, everyone rushed to toast Qiuming, secretly hoping to get her drunk. Because once Qiuming drank, her true personality would be revealed; she would insist on paying the bill or treating everyone to another round of drinks.

As the red wine continued to flow, Qiuming gradually became more excited. After finishing the food and drinks on the table, Qiu Ming insisted on treating everyone to karaoke. Except for a few colleagues who had to go home due to family matters, the rest of us went to a karaoke bar.

By midnight, most people, including Qiu Ming, were passed out on the sofas, completely drunk. Only I, with the highest alcohol tolerance, paid the bill.

After paying, I helped each of my still somewhat conscious colleagues into taxis. Finally, Qiu Ming, who had drunk the most that night, lay unconscious on the sofa, her cheeks flushed; she probably couldn't get home on her own.

I wanted to call her husband to pick her up, but from her mumbled words, I learned he was away on a business trip. Reluctantly, I drove Qiu Ming to a nearby motel. She vomited once on the way, some even landing on my coat.

Ignoring the suggestive looks from the motel doorman, I paid the bill and drove straight to the garage, intending to drop Qiu Ming off and go home as soon as possible.

I lifted Qiu Ming in my bridal carry from the car and gently placed her on the bed in the room before catching my breath.

Holding Qiu Ming, she was surprisingly heavy, and the smell of vomit was unbearable. So I quickly went into the bathroom, rinsed her briefly with water, and although the smell lingered, at least it wasn't unsightly.

Suddenly, Qiu Ming rushed in and vomited again over the toilet.

Instinctively, I patted her back gently until she calmed down, leaving only faint breathing in the bathroom. Her body heat seeped through her thin cardigan onto my hands.

Under the influence of alcohol, my willpower was extremely weak. Originally intending to leave as soon as possible, I just stood there motionless, her beautiful back and hip curves captivating my eye.

Just as my thoughts were drifting, Qiu Ming suddenly stood up and bumped into me. Caught off guard, I stumbled from my half-squatting position and fell backward to the floor. Luckily, a rug at the shower door cushioned my fall; otherwise, my head might have hit the floor tiles directly.

The sudden movement left me somewhat dazed, and it took me a while to regain my senses. I suddenly realized that Qiu Ming was lying on top of me, her hot cheek pressed against my face, my left arm around her slender waist, and my right hand on her buttocks. Qiu Ming's breath, mixed with the smell of alcohol, was blowing into my ear, and the fresh scent of her hair was also filling my nose.

This position lasted for about half a minute, and I still dared not make any movement, afraid of doing anything inappropriate. It wasn't until the coolness of the floor seeped into my body that I felt I had to at least get up. I hugged Qiu Ming tightly with my left arm, pushed myself up with my left hand, and stood up.

In the large mirror next to me, I could clearly see the scene: I was holding a charming mature woman in my arms, and Qiu Ming was leaning weakly against me, her hands hanging naturally at her sides.

Logically speaking, having a beautiful woman in my arms should be a blissful thing, but now I couldn't feel happy at all, because the woman's face and my shirt were a mess.

After much deliberation, I couldn't just leave Qiu Ming like that. I bent down slightly, walked a few steps into the room, placed her on the bed, and then turned back to the bathroom. I took off my dirty shirt, cleaned the bathroom, and then took a clean towel, dampened it, and came out to wipe her face and hair.

After being wiped, Qiu Ming regained her original beauty; her sleeping face was so full of charm.

In a moment of lust, I wanted to kiss her slightly parted pink lips. At that moment, Qiu Ming's body trembled slightly. I was startled and froze. After a while, I realized that she hadn't woken up; it was probably just an unconscious movement.

But my alcohol was gradually taking effect, and my consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. Finally, I couldn't control my brain anymore, and a sudden desire to conquer Qiu Ming arose.

I took off my shoes and pants, climbed onto the bed, and as quickly as possible, stripped Qiu Ming of her clothes. Instantly, her two 34C breasts sprang out of her bra. Wow! Her areolas were a little dark, probably from being sucked by her husband so often... No problem. While rubbing her two marble-sized nipples, I pulled off her red panties. Wow! Thick pubic hair was revealed. I couldn't wait to part it... I saw a full, open vulva, plump and tender like an abalone, with a little secretion. Without saying a word, I buried my head between her thighs. Sure enough, a mature woman's secretions have a stronger smell... I sucked on her walnut-sized clitoris, and gently dug my fingers into the opening. Wow! I never expected that Qiu Ming, this tough girl, would have such a wet vulva...

Qiu Ming suddenly let out a muffled groan, mumbling, "Husband... no... don't... do it..." while reaching out to cover her private parts.

I was startled by the sudden turn of events. I looked up at Qiu Ming's face and saw her eyes and small mouth slightly open.

I stopped what I was doing and stared at her blankly. After a while, she didn't react further, probably thinking that Qiu Ming was still half-asleep and thought she was having sex with her husband.

To avoid any complications, I decided to speed things up. I got up and stood on the floor, took off my underwear, and let my already erect penis out. I then pulled Qiu Ming's buttocks to the edge of the bed. Qiu Ming's beautiful legs dangled limply to the floor. I spat on my penis, wiped the glans, parted her labia, and aimed directly at her budding vulva.

Qiu Ming didn't resist at all; instead, she gave me a seductive smile and wiggled her buttocks, as if begging for my penis to enter. Oh! My penis was really swollen like something out of nowhere... I couldn't take it anymore! I spread Qiu Ming's thighs and forcefully thrust my glans inside. A surge of heat enveloped my thirsty member. I pumped passionately into her wet, full vagina—it felt so good!
Finally, I possessed Qiu Ming; that was my only thought. I began to thrust rapidly, our mons pubis colliding with a "slap, slap" sound.

Watching Qiu Ming's wanton appearance, her breasts bobbing up and down as I rocked her… I pressed her thighs forward and upward, so I could see her thick labia hidden among the dense pubic hair, opening and closing with each thrust of my penis. Perhaps it was a natural physiological response, but I could occasionally feel her vagina contracting, as if being squeezed and released repeatedly. Unable to withstand such intense pleasure, my semen gushed out like a torrent, filling Qiu Ming's vagina and mixing with her slippery, lustful fluids. I could feel the inner walls of her vagina contracting with pleasure from the lubrication.

Qiu Ming's flushed face showed a pained expression, yet she let out sweet moans. Her legs were tightly intertwined, hooking around my buttocks, and her full breasts swayed wildly with the rhythm of the thrusts, making my eyes glaze over.

Qiu Ming then grabbed them and began to fondle them herself, her moans becoming more urgent: "Mmm... ah... ah... husband... so... amazing... Juan... Juan... is almost... almost being fucked to death by you!"

I never imagined that Qiu Ming's true nature would be so wanton during sex, and it almost made me lose control and surrender.

I couldn't let her off so easily, I thought. So I paused the movement of my penis, leaving it inside Qiu Ming's honey pot. After resting for a few seconds, I bent down, wrapped my arms around her slender waist, and with a sudden burst of strength, lifted her up.

"Ah!" Qiu Ming exclaimed, grabbing my neck with both hands.

I carried Qiu Ming like this, step by step, towards the bathroom. Along the way, she kept sucking on my earlobe and neck with her hot lips, almost making me fall twice.

"Little vixen!" I roared, placing Qiu Ming on the sink.

Qiu Ming leaned back, having to use her hands to support herself and maintain her balance. I took the opportunity to bury my head between her breasts, rubbing them left and right. Qiu Ming giggled, pressing her chest even higher against me.

After enjoying her soft, yielding flesh, I kissed her lips. A tender, fragrant tongue immediately slipped into my mouth, and I responded passionately. Our two soft tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva, seemingly wanting to devour each other.

Qiu Ming let out a soft moan of pleasure through her nose, while my penis grew even harder, throbbing inside her vagina. I twisted my waist, trying to grind the tender flesh of her honeypot with my thick glans.

Qiu Ming gradually couldn't resist the stimulation either, releasing my lips and beginning to moan again: "Quick...quick...no...don't...don't do that to me anymore!"

Mature women are indeed different; when they make love, they completely and utterly lose themselves in madness. They weren't as impatient as before, easily continuing to grind, while admiring Qiu Ming's expression. At this moment, her eyes became very hazy, her expression both fierce and wolfish, as if she wanted to devour me.

"Do you want it?" I asked.

"Quick! I want it!" Qiu Ming said.

But I suddenly released Qiu Ming, pulled my penis out, and sat down on the toilet seat: "If you want it, come here yourself."

Qiu Ming's eyes were fixed on my crotch, as if she were looking at a treasure. Qiu Ming staggered to me, hesitated for a moment, then turned her back, parting her labia with one hand and reaching behind her to grab my penis. The moment her slightly cold hand touched me, I shivered.

Qiu Ming bent her legs to adjust her position, then slowly sat down, letting my penis push through the layers of tender flesh once more, reaching the deepest part of her vagina.

"Ah...ah..." The intense stimulation almost made her lose her balance, but thankfully my hands slipped under her armpits and grasped her trembling breasts, helping her steady herself.

After adjusting for a while, Qiu Ming began to move up and down, but it seemed very strenuous. I decided to help her, matching her pace and thrusting my penis forward again and again.

Even so, it wasn't long before Qiu Ming ran out of strength, which disappointed me. I had to take the initiative again, holding her body tightly, pressing her back completely against my chest, and then thrusting in and out with all my might. Qiu Ming's body was completely under my control, and she could only moan ecstatically.

Qiu Ming's vagina secreted more and more lustful fluid, which flowed down my penis, wetting our point of contact and making the thrusting easier.

Suddenly, Qiu Ming's vagina contracted forcefully, and she trembled. The sounds coming from her mouth turned into high-pitched cries. I felt a gush of hot vaginal fluid spurt out from deep within, drenching my glans. Qiu Ming had thus experienced her first orgasm.

After the orgasm, Qiu Ming leaned all her weight on me, breathing heavily with her mouth open, her vagina still contracting in waves. A sudden surge of tenderness welled up in my heart. I gently stroked her lower abdomen and thighs, while inhaling the fragrance of her hair.

"Qiu Ming, were you comfortable?" I asked.

Qiu Ming didn't respond, but simply nodded with the last of her strength.

After resting for a while, I picked Qiu Ming up and pulled out my still-erect penis, which was covered in glistening vaginal fluid.

Without my support, Qiu Ming almost lost her balance. I helped her to the shower and turned on the hot water to wash us both.

Qiu Ming gradually calmed down, her eyes cleared a little, and she seemed to regain some of her senses. At this moment, I secretly watched Qiu Ming. We were in an awkward silence, avoiding each other's gaze, with only the sound of water remaining.

I mustered my courage to break the silence, but as soon as I opened my mouth, Hui Juan stepped forward and hugged me, saying, "Just... just this once."

Qiu Ming's voice was very soft, "Don't do it again..."

"I..." I didn't know how to start.

Qiu Ming turned her face away and slowly squeezed out a sentence through clenched teeth: "Just now... you didn't ejaculate, did you?"

Before I could answer, Qiu Ming grabbed the showerhead and roughly rinsed my entire body, then pushed me out of the shower: "Dry yourself off and wait for me in bed..."

I grabbed a towel hanging on the wall and dried myself off, my mind still in a daze. When I came to my senses, I was already in bed, still savoring everything that had just happened.

Unbeknownst to me, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. I turned around and saw Qiu Ming tightly clutching a small bath towel, wrapped around her ample bust, but the towel's hem couldn't conceal her legs, revealing her alluring vulva and smooth thighs.

Qiu Ming tried several switches before finally turning off the room light, plunging the previously warm-toned room into darkness, with only the white light from the bathroom providing a vague outline.

Qiu Ming went back into the room, hesitated for a moment, and then lay down facing me.

At this moment, Qiu Ming moved closer to me. The faint scent of her hair wafted over, giving me the courage to wrap my arms around her waist, my large hands gently stroking her back through the bath towel.

"Where are they?" Qiu Ming asked.

"I put them all in taxis," I replied. "Actually, they drank alright, they should be fine getting home."

"Oh," Qiu Ming answered softly.

"You were the most drunk, you threw up several times. So I had to bring you here. Actually, I was planning to leave after bringing you here..."

I tried to explain, but a finger pressed against my lips, stopping me from saying anything more.

"Thank you..." Qiu Ming's voice was full of tenderness.

"No, I..."

Suddenly Qiu Ming pressed her face against mine, our noses touching, then our lips. Unlike the previous passionate kiss, this kiss felt more like playfulness, Qiu Ming's tongue mischievously dodging and weaving. I could only gently lick her glistening, fragrant lips, enjoying the tenderness of lovers.

My lower body gradually awakened, pressing against Qiu Ming's curled-up knees. Qiu Ming smiled, grasped my penis with her hand, and slowly stroked it up and down.

"So big..." Qiu Ming's voice was filled with surprise.

"How does it compare to your husband?" I relaxed and teased.

"You're really quite big."

I made Qiu Ming lie flat, taking the top position, and let me untie the only towel on her body. A few lights shone on her, casting a mesmerizing glow. My mouth and hands caressed every inch of her skin, while Qiu Ming expressed her emotions with joyful moans.

Everything seemed to fall into place naturally; Qiu Ming parted her legs on her own, her wet, moist vulva slightly open. I wanted to tease her a little more, so I rubbed the head of my penis against the outside, causing Qiu Ming to wriggle her hips in dissatisfaction.

"Fuck...fuck me..." Qiu Ming closed her eyes, "Please fuck me!"

I received the command, thrusting my hips forward and penetrating the beauty's vulva. Qiu Ming's expression turned to pleasure, her mouth open but no sound came out, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. Only after I adjusted my breathing and began to thrust rhythmically did she begin to moan rhythmically.

"Mmm...mmm...good...so good...so deep..." Qiu Ming's light body swayed back and forth with my thrusts.

I lifted her legs high, hugged them tightly, and hoisted them onto my shoulders, so that each thrust would hit Qiu Ming's clitoris: "So numb...no...I can't take it anymore...it's so sore...it's killing me..."

Qiu Ming's charming moans turned into loud moans.

I could clearly see the point where the two of us were joined, my engorged penis thrusting in and out of her smooth, wet vagina, each time bringing out a large amount of vaginal fluid, the glans feeling like it was being sucked hard by a firm, elastic mouth.

As the number of thrusts increased, the tingling pleasure rushed straight to my brain, unconsciously speeding up the already intense movements.

My panting, Qiu Ming's moans, and the sounds of flesh colliding created a lewd scene in the room. In the midst of the continuous pleasure, I sensed my climax, and at the critical moment, I suddenly pulled out my penis, aimed at Qiu Ming's beautiful face, and ejaculated a thick stream of semen.

The cloudy semen sprayed onto Qiu Ming's cheeks, nose, and eyes, and even clung to her wet, long hair.

Qiu Ming seemed unsatisfied; one hand began rubbing her clitoris, while the other grasped my still-throbbing penis, taking it into her mouth. The sensitive glans and coronal sulcus were caressed by her soft, fragrant tongue, and every last drop of semen was squeezed out.

I've had my share of women, but I've never experienced such service before. I was astonished by the mature woman Qiu Ming possessed such refined and alluring charm.

While I was still enjoying Qiu Ming's service, her masturbation quickened, and her whole body began to convulse. Her mouth, stuffed with semen, could only emit muffled "uh, uh."

Qiu Ming finally reached her climax. After a violent tremor, she instantly went limp, spitting out my penis and panting heavily. The remaining semen trickled down her chin, a scene of extreme lewdness that gave me immense satisfaction.

I grabbed a few tissues from the bedside table and quickly wiped Qiu Ming's face so she could open her eyes.

"Who gave you permission to ejaculate on my face!" Qiu Ming's usual high-pitched voice returned, but her eyes held a hint of affection mixed with a touch of coquettishness.

"Helping you nourish your skin? It's very nutritious," I said with a smile.

Qiu Ming wiped the semen from the corner of her mouth with her finger, then surprisingly put it back in her mouth, even licking the finger with her tongue right in front of me, before swallowing it dramatically.

I then used tissues to clean my penis and Qiu Ming's genitals. Her pink, moist vulva opened and closed with her body, like she was breathing, almost making me excited again.

"Hold me..." Qiu Ming said, opening her arms to me.

I lay down next to her, covered myself with the blanket, and, exhausted, we fell asleep in each other's arms.

I woke up the next morning. Sunlight streamed through the cracks into the bed. We looked at each other, chatting about ordinary things, until our stomachs growled with hunger. We struggled to get up, took a shower, and checked out.

At a hotel, Qiu Ming and I sat facing each other, enjoying a sumptuous brunch. Qiu Ming looked radiant during the day, almost unrecognizable as the same alluring woman from the night before.

"You said last night, 'This is a one-time thing, never again,' was that true?" I asked tentatively.

"Hmph!" Qiu Ming said, blushing. "Can you take drunken words seriously?"

In that instant, I saw a devilish smile on her face, luring me step by step into the abyss of desire.

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