Beautiful female colleague

During my work, I met a girl. She was very beautiful, and we got along very well. We often went out to eat together. One day, we went out to eat and drank some alcohol. After dinner, she invited me to her place. She wasn't from the area, so she rented an apartment by herself. When we got there, she actually changed her clothes in front of me. She took off all but her underwear in front of me, then turned her back to me, faced the mirror, and said, "Don't you understand?" I was shocked. I didn't expect her to do this to me. I thought, "Damn it, might as well take advantage of it."

I reached out and hugged her from behind, then put my hands inside her shirt, grasped her breasts, and began to skillfully pinch her nipples. Gradually, I felt them harden. Then I moved my left hand down into her lace panties and discovered that her genitals were covered in hair. I stopped exploring and used my index and middle fingers to caress her labia. She opened her mouth slightly and kept moaning "Ah ah." I seized the opportunity to kiss her, teasing her tongue with mine and then sucking on it with my lips. Soon, I tore open her clothes with my right hand, revealing her breasts. Her waist was slender, her skin was white, and her breasts were slightly full; I was momentarily dazzled. I gradually lost control, picked her up, and placed her on the bed, making her lie flat. Two small hills rose on her snow-white body, with two pink nipples. My hand moved to her lower body, and through her silk skirt, my palm gently caressed her. I pulled down the hem of her skirt and down her lace panties, revealing a tuft of dark, glossy pubic hair at the top of her smooth, firm thighs, half-concealing her vulva. My hand caressed her entire body, finally stopping at her lower body, playing with her pubic hair like curled strands of hair. My penis didn't want to stay in my pants any longer. It wanted to penetrate her vagina, rubbing against her body walls with a ravaging force. I removed her clothes and gently touched her face with my hand. I whispered in her ear, "I want to make love with you wildly and intensely." Her face flushed red, making her even more beautiful. She trembled slightly as she said, "I'm so afraid of pain. I heard the first time is very painful..." I kissed her nose, turned, and sat on the edge of the bed. She propped herself up to undress me. After I was undressed, my already erect penis stood like a pillar before her. Her chest pressed against my back, her hands quickly stroking my chest as she said, "You're so strong, I want you..." I felt two mounds of flesh pressing against my back, with hard nipples in them. I turned to kiss her, then lay down beside her. I placed my hands between her legs, slowly spreading them apart, shifting my position between them. There was dark pubic hair at the point where her legs crossed; as the angle widened, I could even see her hymen. She trembled and said, "This is my first time today, you can't be rough..." Without hesitation, I thrust my penis into her vagina. She let out a muffled cry... I instinctively felt the barrier of her hymen, but a moment later, I broke through it. The vaginal opening was a little narrow. After entering, I didn't rush to thrust or rub; I just felt it. My penis warmed up, and then a slippery, sticky sensation began. I adjusted my position slightly, gripping her thighs with both hands, our lower bodies already joined. I looked at her; her hands were clasped tightly against her chest, her eyes closed. From my hands and the penis inside her, I could feel her trembling with tension. I looked down and saw some dark red beads of blood in our pubic hair.

It was from the ruptured hymen that had flowed from her vaginal opening; she was still a virgin. I pushed my penis forward, and after a soft moan, she gripped the sheets tightly, opened her mouth wide, and let out a cry. I withdrew, then thrust in again, then withdrew again, then thrust deeper… repeating this over and over. My glans felt waves of pleasure, like climbing a mountain, rising higher and higher. Her mouth grew larger with each thrust, her cries more exaggerated. I reached forward and grasped her breasts, her legs, out of control, clamped around my waist like clamps. I thrust wildly, kneading her breasts vigorously, then bent down and, in a daze of passion, kissed her lips. She, too, became unrestrained, sucking my tongue forcefully. I increased my thrusts, the bed shaking violently. I counted: "Hoo... 234, 235, 236... Ah..." Soon she called out incoherently, "No more... It hurts... It hurts... Let's not... make love... make love... okay..." I didn't respond, pushing harder. After about ten thrusts, amidst her frantic moans, I slowed my pace and withdrew my penis from her. We breathed heavily, her chest heaving, her breasts rising and falling enticingly. I crawled forward, cupping her left breast in my hands, lowering my head to suckle the nipple, gently biting it, or licking it with my tongue.

I opened my mouth wide, wanting to swallow the entire breast. I brought my right knee forward, pressing it against her mons pubis. After a long while, I straightened up, smiling at her. She looked back at me, slightly angry, and said, "I never want to make love again, you hurt me so much..." I leaned closer and said, "You initiated it." She blushed, and before she could reply, my lips were on hers, my tongue exploring. I spread her legs apart again with my hands, lowered myself, and placed my tongue inside her vagina, which I had opened with my index fingers. She didn't even protest, just kept panting. I licked the love fluid secreted from her vagina; it tasted a little astringent. I cupped my lips and sucked on her love juice. I knew it would make her feel very itchy, but she only breathed heavily. My mouth moved away from her mons pubis, my lips covering the inside of her left thigh, then to the vaginal opening, then back to the inside of her left thigh, moving left and right several times like eating a watermelon. Then I opened my mouth and gently bit her labia, sucking on a few tufts of pubic hair. She said, "Why are you doing this? I'm so embarrassed." She tried to pull away, but I casually moved to her hairy triangle, kissing her abdomen and chest. I carefully and gently bit every inch of her skin, sucking on her right breast while kneading her left breast with my left hand, finally stopping at her cleavage, resting my head on her left breast, and smelling her body. We looked at each other, sometimes sticking out our tongues to touch and lick each other, as if time had stopped. I nestled in her arms, my erect penis not lowered, my whole body still feeling hot. After a ten-minute pause, she took a deep breath and said, "If I get pregnant, then you'll be the father." She laughed brightly. She was somewhat beautiful, but even more so, adorable. I looked up and saw her radiant beauty, which aroused my desire. Pointing to my erect penis, I said, "Yeah, right! I haven't ejaculated yet..." I then made a move to penetrate her. She seemed to want to protest, but I didn't give her a chance. I sealed her lips with a passionate kiss.

We lay on our sides on the floor. I placed my right leg between her legs, braced myself slightly, and pushed my hips forward, my penis re-entering her body. I pushed my body towards her, pressing down on her. I pulled away from her lips, and she slowly opened her eyes, still lingering with desire. I looked at her. She sighed, nodded slightly, and said, "You have to... be gentle with me, don't be too rough..." Then she closed her captivating eyes again. I placed my palms on either side of her, thrusting my hips against her. My penis slid smoothly into her lubricated vagina, the head rubbing against her vaginal walls. With each thrust, my body felt like it was galloping across a plain. I gradually increased the force, faster and faster. Her head tilted to one side, her hands gripping my neck. With each thrust, her breasts trembled, as smooth as tofu. I felt excited, sweat dripping from my shoulders. Just then, she, who had been pinned to the floor, rolled over and switched places with me. She straightened up, sitting on my genitals, her palms on my abdomen. She pushed forward slightly, then curled up, her head lowered, seemingly unable to bear my penis. She pushed forward a few more times, beads of sweat dripping from the tips of her breasts, her long, soaked hair brushing against my cheeks. My heart raced, and I began to thrust my penis upwards. She seemed to be riding a wild horse, throbbing up and down, but this "horse" could enter her body and be controlled to please her. After a few times, I didn't feel any pleasure. I frantically got up and pressed her to the floor again. I grabbed her slender waist with both hands, and thrust my penis into her, penetrating her and stabbing her. After dozens of back-and-forth frictions, she probably reached orgasm. Sometimes she moaned, sometimes she screamed. Finally, she calmed down, and her hands slid off my neck and fell onto her swaying breasts. Her facial expression was so peaceful and beautiful.

Her moans, my panting, and the sweat glistening between us; the shaking of the bed, and her undulating movements with the rhythm of my penis entering and exiting her vagina, her heaving breasts—all under my control, formed the most primal melody, gradually bringing me to orgasm. I began to find it difficult to continue inside her, then I thrust forward with all my might, gasping sharply. At that moment, an indescribable feeling of pleasure erupted within my heated body. I felt my semen spurt from my penis, millions of sperm rushing into her uterus. My testicles, vas deferens, and urethra twitched intermittently beneath my scrotum.

The world seemed to cease to exist except for her naked, alluring figure, me, and the waves of pleasurable excitement that followed our intercourse. I suddenly felt cold, and with a sense of relief, I collapsed onto her soft breasts... Since then, we've had many more encounters, but now we've lost contact.

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