My story with my department head, Sister Yan (The End)

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My name is Xiaolin, I was born in Hebei, I'm 28 years old this year, 1.85 meters tall, and have a robust build. I joined the army after graduating from high school, and after two years, I continued my studies at university. Although I entered the workforce two years later than others, the training in the army made me very physically fit, and I continue to exercise even after starting work. I go to the gym two or three nights a week after get off work. Although I look quite muscular, I'm definitely not just a muscle-bound person. Let me tell you about my university major. Perhaps it's related to my zodiac sign and personality. I'm a Virgo, and I like perfection and pursue perfect things. I studied graphic design in university, a major that seems completely incompatible with my physique, right? I have a rather rugged appearance, but my major requires meticulous attention to detail. Like most people, I came to the south after graduation, starting in a small company, accumulating experience, learning, and growing. My goal was to join a large company I liked. What truly changed my life was about six months ago. After working at a small company for a year and a half, I quit and joined a well-known graphic design company in the industry (Shenzhen *Hua Design). Many friends may have heard of this company. When I first joined, I was looked down upon, but I met the person I'm most grateful to for starting my career—the female protagonist of this article, Sister Yan, my department head. Her usual impression is... She's a very organized but strict supervisor. She's 35 years old, 1.65 meters tall, with long hair. Besides a beautiful face, she also has a voluptuous figure. Actually, I mean, she has a large bust, a perky butt, and long, straight legs. She doesn't look like a woman who has given birth at all. She appears mature and elegant, especially when she's dressed in a business suit, shirt, skirt, and stockings. Any normal man would be aroused. Add to that her competence and elegance, and I'm about to get a nosebleed. For the first two months at the company, she did odd jobs, sometimes helping Sister Yan pour water, printing departmental documents, and so on. Once, we were bidding on a project for a large company. I was asked to photocopy a bidding proposal, and I took a closer look. I felt that a few details needed to be modified. Of course, I wasn't qualified to comment. That night, I went back and worked overtime until 2 a.m. to organize the parts that needed to be modified. The next day, I arrived early and, while helping Sister Yan wipe the table, I printed out the parts that needed to be modified on A4 paper and placed them on her desk. I didn't dare to sign my name because I was afraid of being scolded. However, she still found out in the afternoon, called me in, and gave me a good scolding. She told me not to try to be clever in the future, that I was just an intern and had no right to boss people around. Although I was very angry at the time, from a man's perspective when looking at an attractive woman, my anger naturally disappeared, and it only increased my desire to conquer her. It's been almost three months, and I'm worried about whether my probationary period will end. I've been agonizing over this for the past week. Then one afternoon, just before I was about to leave work, Sister Yan called me into her office. As soon as I entered, I noticed her cup was empty, so I refilled it with warm water. Her gaze towards me was still quite gentle. She asked me to sit on the sofa, and she sat down next to me. I secretly glanced at her beautiful legs in black stockings—black stockings with fine mesh and black dots. Then she asked me what I had learned in the past three months and what my thoughts were. To be honest, I was just nervous at that moment because I desperately wanted to stay. She noticed my unease and smiled as she told me that she had reviewed the points I had added last time and discussed them with some experienced colleagues. She said that what I had done made sense and that my basic skills were good and that I was meticulous. I immediately relaxed and couldn't help but glance at her chest. I could vaguely see a black bra under her pink shirt. Sister Yan's breasts were really big and firm; I could even feel them trembling slightly as she spoke and breathed. We chatted for about half an hour, and most of my colleagues in the office had left. She finally told me to start with the basics, to help me out, and to take it slow. She assured me I could do well, and that I would pass my internship next week. She said I could move from Zone 2 to the empty space outside her office tomorrow, which would be more convenient for me to call. Hearing Sister Yan say this, I was overjoyed. I tried to appear calm, but inside I was ecstatic. At that moment, I was so grateful and adored this woman! I moved in the next day. Sitting outside her room, I felt great every day. Sister Yan's clothes were different every day. She had a great figure and looked good in everything. Her stockings were almost always different patterns and colors, including the bra under her shirts—black, purple, blue, pink, white. Just looking at her every day made me feel invigorated. And her bra was a half-cup, half-covering Sister Yan's large breasts, making it seem like her nipples might pop out at any moment. I couldn't help but look at Sister Yan a few more times and memorize it. At night, I could masturbate and fantasize about her, imagining her taking off her stockings and bra to satisfy my physical needs. Gradually, I also became familiar with my colleagues. Once, while having dinner with a colleague, we talked about how Sister Yan's husband was a civil servant in another province, and the couple rarely saw each other. They had a daughter who lived with her mother, not in Shenzhen. The couple only saw each other for a few days every month or two. Hearing this made me inexplicably happy. I even thought about filling the emptiness in Sister Yan's life. A woman in her thirties needs the nourishment of love. I wanted to possess Sister Yan, and this thought slowly consumed my mind. Every day after get off work, besides going to the gym three days a week, I download adult movies to watch, especially those featuring mature women. The image of Sister Yan keeps popping into my mind. The next day, Sister Yan told me I was going to a bidding company in the afternoon to discuss the specific proposal, and asked me to prepare some materials to go with her. We had just gone downstairs when the driver called to say there was a problem with the car and he couldn't take us. Sister Yan was a little angry. It was raining, and taxis usually require the office building reception to call half an hour in advance to arrive. We had no choice; we lived near the bus stop, and Sister Yan said it wasn't too far. Let's take the bus. I was holding an umbrella but didn't dare get too close to Sister Yan, so I mostly held it for her. My right shoulder was basically soaked. Sister Yan saw it and saw a happy and touched look on her face. Finally, a bus came, but it was crowded, probably because of the rain. Sister Yan and I didn't want to be late, so we had to squeeze on. Unfortunately, the more we wanted to get there quickly, the more congested it became. That's how the little incident happened. Sister Yan was wearing a white shirt, a black lace skirt, black stockings, and black high heels that day. With so many people on the bus, I... With one hand, I helped her carry her black briefcase. We were very close on the bus. I'm quite large, so with my other hand, I had to hold onto Sister Yan. The bus was crowded, and Sister Yan's buttocks were pressed against my crotch. It was the first time I'd been so close to Sister Yan, and the first time I'd smelled her body odor and the fragrance of her curly hair so intimately. The bus kept moving and stopping, and the inertia from the people in front of us caused our crotch to unconsciously press against Sister Yan's buttocks. This rubbing happened about ten times, and my penis became very aroused. It got very hard. Sister Yan seemed to notice something was wrong. Her cheeks flushed slightly. My penis grew harder and harder, pressing against her buttocks from behind. With each pause and movement, I felt our bodies getting closer and closer. My hands were on her shoulders, and because I was supporting her, my thumbs unconsciously touched the bra strap on her shoulder. With each movement, I deliberately slid my fingers lightly along the strap, pressed against Sister Yan's back. It was warm and intoxicating. I could hear my heartbeat, thump-thump-thump, so fast! Yan Jie's face grew increasingly red, and I could feel her body burning. Just then, there was a sudden stop. My instinctive reaction was to wrap my arm around Yan Jie to protect her, my forearm brushing against her chest. Although I wasn't touching her with my hand, I could still feel how large, soft, and elastic her breasts were. I had an urge to really knead them. Yan Jie didn't resist, but I awkwardly withdrew my hand. We were both a little embarrassed. I presumptuously felt that Yan Jie was responding to me with her body. With each thrust, my penis pressed against Yan Jie's buttocks, and it seemed she pressed even closer against me. This went on and on, and the car was stuck in traffic. Suddenly, the client called to say they had other plans and couldn't wait for us; the time was rescheduled for the next morning. So, what should have been a half-hour drive turned into a two-hour journey, and we finally arrived at the client's location. Near the company, it was already past six o'clock. The rain had stopped, and I was feeling a bit hungry. Seeing a Western restaurant, Sister Yan offered to treat me to dinner, which I gladly accepted. We went in and ordered two set meals. Sister Yan asked if I wanted to drink. I said I don't usually drink much. Sister Yan said it was raining today, and she wanted a little something to warm herself up and avoid catching a cold. She also mentioned that I had been holding an umbrella for her and gotten wet, so she asked me to have a drink with her. We ate, chatted, and drank. Sister Yan was in high spirits and even ordered another bottle of red wine. We had a very pleasant conversation, talking about my time in the army and university, mostly about me. When we left, I sensed that Sister Yan was a little tipsy. I offered to take her home, and she smiled and didn't refuse. I hailed a taxi, and after a few minutes, Sister Yan fell asleep on my shoulder. My arms were wrapped around her.My hand rested on her waist, her back pressed against mine. It felt so soft, warm, and luxurious; I couldn't tell she'd ever given birth. I'd read that women who've had children often have looser abdomens and waists. I really wanted to slip my hand inside her clothes. I looked down and could see her cleavage through her collar. My penis involuntarily hardened again. We arrived at her apartment complex quickly. I helped her inside. Her place was so clean; it was clear she lived alone. There wasn't even a pair of men's slippers; they were probably in the shoe cabinet. I wondered if she was really drunk. As I helped her, my hands touched her all over. I helped her lie down on the sofa and went into the kitchen to get honey to help her sober up. After feeding her honey, I helped her take off her high heels and gently supported her legs as she moved to the sofa. While her legs were on the sofa, I couldn't resist glancing at her skirt. At the bottom, Sister Yan was wearing a thong with black lace trim, and I could vaguely see her pubic hair. Her vulva, half-covered, looked so full. No wonder I never saw any underwear on her skirts. I got hard again, my penis bulging. Because she was dazed, I wasn't embarrassed and got a warm towel to wipe her face and neck. Just then, Sister Yan opened her eyes and saw my crotch. She smiled with her eyes half-closed. I asked her if she felt any better and that I was going back first. She said, "Why are you in such a hurry?" and asked me to let her lean on my shoulder, saying she hadn't felt this way in a long time. So we listened to music, and she leaned on my shoulder. We didn't say a word. My blood was boiling. After a long time, I looked at my watch. It was almost 11 o'clock, and there were no more buses going back. She seemed to notice me looking at the time and suddenly blurted out, "Do you like Sister Yan?" I remained silent, and she turned her body, her face very close to mine. I could even feel her breathing. Her chest was pressed against mine. I wanted to kiss her lips, and she wrapped her arms around my head, taking the initiative to kiss me. Just like that, I pressed my lips to Sister Yan's full lips. I gently kissed her lips, lightly licking and sucking, our tongues intertwining. Then I used my tongue to lick her earlobes and neck. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and I could hear Sister Yan's soft moans, "Mmm—ah—mmm—ah." She held me tighter and tighter. I whispered in Sister Yan's ear: "Sister Yan, I want you!" Then I pulled her up and straddled her lap. Yan Jie's skirt slipped up to her buttocks. I tried to unbutton her top, but Yan Jie suddenly grabbed my hand tightly. My tongue didn't stop; I kissed her neck forcefully, and her grip loosened. When I unbuttoned her top, her cleavage was exposed before me. It was so deep, so large and firm in the dim light. I sucked hard, kissing, licking, and sucking, while my hands continued unbuttoning her top. Yan Jie moaned... She cried out, "Ah—ah—ah—!" I quickly removed her top and kneaded her breasts with both hands. She placed her hands on mine and squeezed them. I knew she wanted me to knead her breasts harder. Because it was a half-cup bra, her pink areolas and nipples were clearly visible. I frantically bit into her breasts, sucking her entire nipple and areola into my mouth. Yan Jie responded by pressing my head down with both hands. Yan Jie's breasts were really big and firm, her skin was very white, and her breasts were very elastic. I went from intense to gentle, using... My tongue slid across her areola and nipple, my penis, hard as steel, pressed against Yan Jie's vulva. The way her buttocks swayed made my penis rub against her vulva. One hand touched Yan Jie's buttocks, while the other tried to reach for her vulva. Good heavens, Yan Jie was so wet! In that sitting position, I picked Yan Jie up and laid her down on the sofa. I didn't take off her skirt, but directly pulled off Yan Jie's panties. Before she could react, I pressed my mouth against her vagina. Yan Jie screamed, "Ah—" "Lin—no—ah!" I ignored her and took Yan Jie's clitoris into my mouth. Yan Jie's love juice tasted very good. Because she was well-maintained, her labia were pink and tender. After sucking for a while, I used two fingers to pry open Yan Jie's labia and gently slid my tongue up and down on her vaginal wall. Then I tried to gently insert my tongue into Yan Jie's vagina and stir it inside. Yan Jie pressed my head down, so I sucked and stirred her vagina more and more forcefully. Yan Jie's buttocks twisted faster and faster. Suddenly, she convulsed a few times and collapsed on the sofa, not moving at all! I knew that Yan Jie had orgasmed! A few minutes later, Yan Jie came to her senses. "Xiao Lin, I feel so good. Do you want Yan Jie?" "I need Yan Jie," I answered without hesitation. Yan Jie got up and helped me unbuckle my belt and take off my trousers and underwear. At this time, I found that there was white liquid in the crotch of my trousers. It must have been left when Yan Jie sat on me and rubbed against me. Suddenly, Sister Yan's eyes lit up: "Xiao Lin, how come your penis is so thick and long?" I've measured my penis when it's erect; it's about 18 centimeters long. And I love eating beef, so my penis is also very thick, comparable to the penises of Black men in movies. I looked at Sister Yan with pride and joy: "Sister Yan, do you like it?" Sister Yan didn't answer me; she directly took my glans into her mouth. I trembled a few times; I had never enjoyed such treatment before, although I had only seen it in adult films. At that moment, my... My penis felt like it was about to explode. Sister Yan was sucking me so hard, I asked, "Sister, can I enter your body?" Sister Yan removed her mouth from my penis and replied, "Yours is so big and long, I'm a little scared. Can you not hurt me, okay?" I nodded, impatiently laying Sister Yan flat on the sofa, spreading her stockinged legs, and rubbing the head of my penis against her vulva a few times. Sister Yan responded by wriggling her hips, "Xiao Lin, be gentle, Sister Yan hasn't had sex in almost half a year." These words made me even more aroused to enter her. I said, "Sister Yan, I'm going in. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Sister Yan nodded. I used my head to guide my penis towards her vagina and gently thrust in. Just as the head of my penis entered, she cried out, "Ah—gently—Xiao Lin—your vagina is so big—it's so swollen!" Sister Yan pushed against my abdomen, telling me not to push too hard. I could feel how tight her vagina was. So, I didn't go any further, just gently pressed my hips to let the head of my penis rub against her vagina for a while. Sister Yan was panting, "Ah—ah—so comfortable!" "—Xiao Lin," "Sister Yan, does it still hurt? Can you go in a little more?" Sister Yan nodded, panting heavily. I didn't dare to be too forceful, but gradually let my penis go in a little more, then a little more, then a little more. I could clearly feel that Sister Yan's vaginal fluid was plentiful, becoming increasingly slippery. Sister Yan was also moaning in ecstasy: "Ah—so big—so comfortable—it's going in so deep—Xiao Lin, I like you, ah—a little more—Xiao Lin." Hearing Sister Yan's command, even though my penis was already halfway in, But it felt so tight around my penis, I really wanted to thrust as far as I could into Sister Yan's vagina. With each thrust, her breasts would jiggle a few times, so I grabbed them with both hands and kneaded them hard, kneading harder and harder, wanting to crush her: "Sister Yan, can I gently thrust in and out nine times and then thrust in hard again? Are you afraid of pain?" Sister Yan's cries grew louder and louder: "Xiao Lin, as long as you're comfortable—Sister Yan—I'm not afraid—faster—harder—ah—so comfortable!" "Your cock feels so good—it's so good!" I silently repeated nine times, gently but quickly thrusting in and out of Sister Yan's vagina. I did this several times, from slow to fast, from light to hard, fucking Sister Yan beneath me. "Faster—harder—Xiao Lin—fuck me—I'm going to die of pleasure—ah—so good—harder!" With my final, forceful thrust, I felt my entire cock inside Sister Yan's vagina, reaching her cervix. Sister Yan cried out, "Ah—ah—ah—it's so deep—so good—I'm so happy!" "It's wet." Then her body convulsed a few times and stopped moving. I was a little scared. My penis was still inside Sister Yan's body, and I didn't dare to move. I hadn't ejaculated yet, and my penis was still hard. Sister Yan caught her breath and said, "Sister Yan, I want more. Do you want more?" "You're so naughty. You're making me almost faint. Your penis is so big. It feels so good. Please be gentle with me, okay?" Sister Yan answered me shyly. I nodded and started moving gently again. Sister Yan's breathing became rapid again, and her moans grew louder. "Ah—so good—Xiao Lin" "It feels so good to fuck you, sister—I want Xiaolin to feel good too—shoot inside sister's body—ah—mmm—so good!" Sister Yan seemed to have gotten used to my thick penis. Every time I thrust into Sister Yan's vagina, my penis would almost completely pull out, and then thrust in to the deepest point again. Just like that, gently and slowly, "Xiaolin—faster—sister is melting—ah—so good!" Hearing my sister's instructions, I followed the rhythm, and the speed at which my penis pulled out and went in increased significantly. The force was also constantly increasing, and I could hear...The force of the impact slammed into Sister Yan's buttocks with a "smack—smack—smack" sound. "Xiao Lin—Sister can't take it anymore—ah—ah—ah—it's so deep—Sister is going to die—ah—it feels so good—ah—it'll kill me!" Sister Yan screamed in agony. The harder I thrust, the louder Sister Yan's cries grew. I felt her hands pushing against my abdomen, but I didn't stop. After about a hundred or two hundred thrusts, I pounded even harder, ejaculating directly inside Sister Yan's body, releasing my thick semen. At this point, Sister Yan didn't even have the strength to moan anymore; she collapsed, as if unconscious, only her breathing audible, devoid of any sensation! I gently withdrew my penis, then wiped Sister Yan's vagina with a tissue, carried her to the bed, and covered her with a blanket. It was already 3 a.m., and we slept naked, embracing each other, until dawn! [The End]

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