The way to a woman's heart: fucking a SYT OL colleague

[lister_]

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Even days before she arrived for her first day at work, all the guys in the office ogled Christine’s picture when HR circulated the new staff notification. The ladies dismissed her arrival with a huff, noting that she was just another pretty face hired in a long line of other pretty faces fulfilling the generic role of administrative executive.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on Christine as she sauntered down the office aisles on her first day at work. The men took in the curves of her figure, wrapped snugly in her black dress, while the women scoffed at how high her hemline was. Doesn’t she know that we all wear knee length skirts and dresses here? It was an unwritten rule after all, and Christine was slow to read into unwritten rules.

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I didn’t think much about Christine’s gentle smile when HR introduced her to me, or how soft her hand was when she shook mine. I was just too buried in work to care, and silently hoped she wouldn’t be another obstacle to my job in this bureaucratic maze of a company. She was courteous and professional, but the unwritten rules she broke proved too much for the other women, and I often found her eating lunch alone at her desk.

Then again, I ate lunch alone too, because goddamn - the amount of work I had to do.

Still, I felt a little bad for her, so whenever she messaged me to clear up administrative questions, I always responded as politely to her as I could, and gave her reassuring comments, knowing that there were probably a dozen other people throwing shit at her on any given day. It probably would help having another admin person on my side, since I had a knack for pissing most of them off with my stupid deadlines.

“You have to go to Switzerland on the 23rd, there’s only 2 guys there to handle the site and there’s not enough manpower to do the project.”

“Boss,” I protested, eliciting a wave of his hands even before I finished my sentence, “the project is 3 months long leh, and today’s the 21st.”

“Just go la, down there damn jialat. You’ve already been there so many times it’s almost like a second home to you. Christine will help you with the details.”

As with all meetings with my boss, it was over in less than a minute. Naturally, I assumed she’d be booking the flights for me, so when she showed up at the airport in a thin white blouse, brown jacket and skinny jeans, I was puzzled.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked, averting my gaze from the rest of her body, “are you going on leave or something?”

“No, no,” she lamented, waving her passport around, “the admin girl is on long-term MC - some kind of car accident. Since I’m already handling most of their approvals - I’m going to have to pick up the work there.”

Oh shit, no one told me about this. They’re probably already spreading rumours about me and her. I looked at my phone, only to see a notification from a male colleague who also happens to be a horny bastard.

Good luck over there, have fun with Christine, it read, don’t forget to tell me how good she is in bed.

“Are you still working at this hour?” Christine asked, and I quickly pointed my phone away from her prying eyes.

“No la, it’s just Andy, still harassing me about stuff.”

Like I’d ever get to know anyway

It was her first time staying overseas, so naturally she booked the plushest and most comfortable 5-star hotel while I opted for the humble apartment I’d taken a liking to the last time I was there. I’d pick her up everyday at exactly 8am and send her back at exactly 6pm, like clockwork. She was hardworking and efficient, and the europeans enjoyed having a pretty asian girl around.

Unfortunately, due to the workload, our only interactions were limited to the office, and we quickly adopted to the routine of eating packed salads for lunch. I had no idea what she did after 6pm or on the first two weekends, because frankly - I told myself that a girl’s private life was none of my business. Even someone as beautiful as her.

It was silence in the office when the clock hit 6pm on a Friday. All the europeans have fucked off for the evening, and like clockwork - Christine rose from her desk. This time though, instead of walking to the lobby to wait for me - she strode over to my desk. The casual european office dress code was lost on her, and she wore that white dress which ended above the knees; the one with the gold zip that extended from the nape of her neck to her lower back. She was slightly fair, and apart from a squarish chin and large eyes, the rest of her features were impossibly soft and smooth like her skin, which glowed beneath the office lights.

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“What’re you doing tonight?” She asked, her voice raspy and hoarse. She must’ve been still getting used to the cold weather.

For some reason, that question never really sank into my head as far as it should’ve, so I just answered it to the point.

“I’m going to drop you off, eat some dinner and spend the rest of my night working.”

“That is just so sad.”

“Aren’t we all?”

Christine stood in place, fidgeting around on her heels.

“What do you normally eat for dinner?” she asked

“I cook my own food, the apartment is good for that,” I replied, “how about you?”

“The hotel’s food, but I’m getting pretty sick of it.”

All of a sudden, the question from earlier sprang into my head, and I got the hint.

“I could bring you out for dinner, if you want,” I shrugged, trying to make it sound as nonchalant as possible.

“I’m sick of eating outside food too,” Christine complained, “everything here is so oily.”

I drummed my fingers on the table

“You...want me to cook you something?”

A smile spread across her lips. Thin, with just a hint of gloss.

“That would be incredible,” she said, “I used to think eating out everyday was part of the high-life, but it wears off so quickly.”

Inside the back of my mind, I thanked the heavens that the cleaning lady came to my apartment on fridays, because I’d hate for Christine to see the mess.

The drive back to my apartment was silent, and for the first time in my life - I tried not to think about how racy it was so bring a petite SYT to a place as intimate as my own house.

“It’s not much,” I said, kicking off my shoes and switching on the lights

“No!” Christine commented, “It’s absolutely cosy and amazing.”

She left her heels next to my shoes, and immediately sank into the couch, “I like this so much better than a stuffy hotel room.”

I made her roast pork and steamed some vegetables with brown rice. It wasn’t much, and the pork was from leftovers anyway. But she devoured it like a hungry ghost, along with a glass of white wine I poured for her.

“That was absolutely delicious,” Christine said, as she put on her jacket and threw her arms around me, “thank you so much for this.”

When I got back after sending her home, it was impossible not to sink back into the couch and take in the shape of her figure that she had left into the soft cushions. Her smell was everywhere, and the first figments of temptation began to creep into my soul. Don’t shit where you eat, my friends used to tell me, nothing good can come from it.

[Slovakian]

Good start TS, camping for next episode

[marcelo0632]

First to camp. Seems like a promising story.

[Rickey]

A good start TS...dinno yr collic Christine look so young, pretty n sexy ...;)

[simple2kee]

camping here, interesting story!

[lister_]

The weather cleared up over the weekend, and I took her out to see the tourist sites around the city which I had been to many times. As we walked on the cobbled city streets with her phone camera snapping the sights away, no one could’ve taken us for anything other than another asian couple. Beneath the glow of the setting sun casting its rainbow hue on the Grossmünster Cathedral, she asked me for a selfie, together.

“I hope you don’t show this to your boyfriend,” I commented, as she slipped her arm around my waist

“Nobody is that stupid,” she sneered.

The fragrance of her hair slipped into my consciousness as she pressed her body against mine. Her hair was against my face, and I smiled for the camera. But as quickly as it happened, her hand slipped away from me, and she continued tottering down to the next site. The wind caught in her jet-black hair, sending it fluttering in the breeze, just like my heart.

She appeared at my desk again on monday at 6pm. No one was around.

“Do you really think it’s such a good idea for me to cook you dinner at my place every night?” I asked.

“Please,” she pleaded, her knees slightly bent, “it’s so cold today.”

And so it happened. I started making dinner for her each night. Soya Sauce chicken. Lontong. Beef Rendang. Chili prawn. Sweet and Sour pork. Each time she came to my place, she’d stay longer and longer and make herself more and more comfortable. By thursday she was lying down on the couch, her feet propped on a pillow and a blanket haphazardly draped across her svelte body. The sight drove me mad with lust.

That night, as I dropped her off at the hotel, my hands gripped the car seat when she leant over and planted a kiss on my cheek.

“You’re amazing,” she commented, opening the door to the howling wind outside, “I’m so glad you’re with me on this trip.”

The next friday after dinner at my place, she proceeded to kick her feet up on the coffee table as she leant back on the couch. The skirt she was wearing, already of a less-than-modest hemline, slipped a further couple of inches up her thighs. She made no attempt to adjust it or cover it up, and her thighs were smooth and pale-creamy beneath the dim lights. I refilled her wine glass as she toodled on her phone.

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An hour passed, and she adjusted herself, lying face down on the couch, propped up on her elbows. Her skirt fell an inch short of her ass. I could see the bottom edge of her black panties from my desk. My heart started to pound. I strode over to the couch, and refilled her wine glass again. With a trembling hand, I reached for her skirt, and adjusted it down over her thighs. My knuckles brushed across the smoothness of her thighs, and I could detect a radiant warmth from between her legs.

“Heh,” she muttered, “thank you.”

I didn’t know if she was thanking me for the wine or the skirt, but my brain had already vacated itself of all the blood my body had to spare, sending it rushing to my loins. So I couldn’t think straight.

I pulled up my chair next to her. Another hour passed, and she made no signs of leaving. She turned over in the couch, and I swallowed hard as I noticed that the top and bottom button on her blouse had come undone, exposing a narrow strip of flesh above her skirt and the slightest bit of cleavage.

“I think I’m drunk,” she remarked

“No you aren’t,” I retorted, “you just sent three work emails lying there, how can you be drunk?”

“I don’t think I can go home,” she slurred. Christine turned to me, her face glowing red from the wine. The air was impossibly warm and heavy.

“Could I...Could I stay over here tonight?” she asked.

I gulped.

[35cents]

good story TS.....

[sex crusader]

It's been a while since I had read such a nice written story!:)

[mangoosteen]

very nice story TS, looking forward!

[mariman]

Very slim and sexy this Christine! :)

[adapters]

Camping for updates too!!

[T199]

Very good. Camping for more

[hornyman121]

Wow nice and sexy lady ya

[KnowItAll]

like your story very much... very nice read... share more soon please...

[dhay101]

Camping here

[sponge05]

great to see your sharing TS! do continue with your nice story.

[risingeast]

Wah, we're getting there...

[x9447z]

V v nice story. Camping! :D

[kyc2110]

Sad...only senior member get to travel abroad in my company ! No syt! :p

[databreach]

OH mine - what a great story here. Tks.

[staffnurse]

Camping here for more juicy story.

[transpa]

Hoping to read more juicy story.

[Meizoo]

Really a nice story to read :)

[vulnerability]

Great story pal, support.

[Endfield2017]

Title already sounds good, thx TS for very nice story.

[CapitalMail]

Oh wow, what an awesome story. thanks TS.

[Solanke]

Do keep your story coming :)

[lister_]

“It’s kind of intimate isn’t it?” I said, “for co-workers to stay over together.”

“I’m fine with it if you are,” she replied.

My hands began to shake.

“Yea, it’s ok.”

“Do you have a towel or something I could borrow?”

My face was burning by the time I passed her a spare towel. It hadn’t even occurred to me until she slipped into the bathroom that she didn’t have a change of clothes. Her scent everywhere; I sauntered over to Christine’s jacket on the coat rack and inhaled the scent of her body, its fragrance setting every nerve in my body alight.
What the hell are you doing man, pull yourself together.

No sooner than when the thought passed my mind, the sound of the shower stopped, and Christine stepped out, soaking wet and in a towel. Beads of water dripped off her hair and onto her skin The flush on her face from earlier was gone. She folded her clothes and placed them in a stack on the counter, with her black bra and panties on top.

My heart began to race.

“I need a hairdryer,” she announced, “I hope you have one.”

I found her a hairdryer and quickly excused myself to the bathroom. I didn’t even notice after the water had started running, that I too - didn’t have a change of clothes. Instead, I wrapped a towel around myself and stepped out.

My jaw dropped when I saw her in my bed.

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“Don’t mind me,” Christine slurred, her voice heavy, “it’s cold and I wanted the blanket.”

“It’s alright,” I said, “I’ll take the couch.”

Her eyes roved up and down my torso as I walked over to the couch. There was a smaller blanket folded neatly on the couch, but for some reason, I knew I wasn’t going to be using it tonight.

“C’mon,” Christine whispered, “you aren’t really going to be sleeping there, are you? Don’t make me feel bad for taking your bed.”

“Isn’t it kinda bad form for colleagues to share a bed?” I grumbled. The scent of her hair amplified in my head with every step I took towards her. Even at an arm’s length from her body, her warmth was irresistible. In my arousal, I forgot to turn off the light, and the room was still bathed in a warm glow.

Christine turned away from me, and I slipped in behind her. The pounding in my chest was evident, and I hoped she wouldn’t notice as she pressed herself against me.

She uttered a short whine as our bodies pressed against each other.

I placed a trembling hand on her hips, and my throat clenched when I could feel where the towel ended. With my heart in my mouth, I ran my hand down over the smoothness of her thighs, and I could sense a rumbling in her chest, reminiscent of a moan begging to be set free.

With my lips against the nape of her neck, she finally moaned.

“Is this too intimate for you?” I whispered into her ear.

She didn’t answer, instead placing a hand on mine as it roamed up and down her legs. I planted kisses along the back of her ear, and her body scrunched up in pleasure.

“Oh yes.”

My hand wandered to the insides of her thighs, and the temperature grew with every centimetre I moved closer to her.

As my lips worked down the back of her neck, her hand left mine and travelled to my towel. My heart skipped a beat as she traced the outline of my cock. She tightened her grasp around it, and gave it a squeeze.

I moaned, but a thought was nagging me.

“Don’t you have a boyfriend?” I asked.

Her hand travelled to the knot of my towel in response, and with a tug, it came loose. Emboldened by her silence, I found the knot to her towel and undid it. She shifted onto her back, and those huge eyes came into view. Glistening with desire, I found her irresistible, and I captured her lips in mine. The longing in her kiss was tangible, and with every passing second, I could feel her hands pulling me deeper and deeper in.

“You taste absolutely intoxicating,” I whispered, pressing my nose into her neck. I slid the towel from her body, exposing the creamy softness of her B-cup breasts. Her back arched as my hands cupped her bosom, and I couldn’t resist taking a dark nipple between my lips.

“Ah, Fuck,” she swore, running fingers through my hair.

I could feel her nipple hardening against my tongue as I licked around it, and the touch of her soft, warm hands to my body turned me on to no end. Unfortunately, my lips weren’t satisfied with her breasts, and began to wander down in search of something else. I ran my tongue down her soft waist, leaving a glistening trail that led south of her navel.

“Oh my god, oh my god,” she moaned, shifting about in discomfort as my lips approached her legs. I felt some resistance, some attempted closing of the legs, but with a firm nudge, I pried them open.

“Shit, you’re really going there.”

Her pussy was completely smooth, and they radiated a surreal heat which glowed in my face. I spread them open, and my eyelids fluttered shut at how arousing her fragrance was. As my lips made contact with her insides, she threw her head back in ecstacy, and cried out my name.

“Fuck,” Christine cried out, my tongue circling around her clitoris. I dabbed her there, repeatedly, watching the way her hands gripped at my sheets. Her entire body arched as I ran my tongue up and down her clitoris, and I enjoyed the way she hardened against me. The more I lapped at her, the more her moisture pooled in my tongue, until it spilled from her slit and dripped onto my bed.

Great, now I’ll have the memory of this night stained on my sheets .

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“Oh god,” Christine moaned. A hand snaked round my neck, pulling me closer as she bucked her hips into my face. I snuck a glance at her face, contorted in pleasure, and continued ravishing her soaking wet cunt. She was on the throes of a climax, no doubt, and I licked at her clitoris until she cried out for me not to stop.

The climax crushed her like a tidal wave.

“I hope that was alright for you,” I said, wiping her juices. She sat up straight and kissed me squarely on the lips.

“You are amazing,” she whispered, reaching down between my legs. Her hand slipped around my genitals, and I laid down on the bed.

“I don’t think you should be doing this,” I said, watching her plant kisses down my torso, “don’t you have a boyfriend?”

Her hand tightened its grasp around my penis, and my heart leapt as she began stroking it. She positioned herself between my legs, and her lips were mere inches from my dick.

“Oh my god,” I said, watching her weigh my cock in her hands and planting kisses along its length. Blood began to flow south, and I began getting aroused from her touch. With trepidation, she picked up my cock and began kissing my balls, locking her eyes with mine with every stroke. The touch was too much to bear, and my cock began developing an erection in her hand.

Christine’s jaw parted as she watched it fill with blood, growing longer beneath her gaze.

“Oh wow,” she said, as it straightened and stood to attention before her. It throbbed against her grasp as she put her hand around it, and her eyes wandered up and down its shaft. I could see her run her tongue over her lower lip.

“Can I?” she asked, looking at me with my cock in her hand. I didn’t know what she wanted to do, but I nodded anyway.

It took her a couple of tries to get the head of my cock fully into her mouth, and at once her teeth grated against the foreskin.

“Try licking it first,” I instructed, “pull back my foreskin and get it wet.”

Her eyes widened as she obeyed me. The head of my cock glistened in the dim light, and Christine’s grasp tightened even more as she stared at it for a moment. With a slow tug, she slid my foreskin down, exposing my head glistening with precum. I hadn’t even considered how aroused I was until I saw precum dribbling down over her fingers. Pleasure gripped me as she ran her tongue beneath my cock and flicked it over the head, at that exact spot which drove me wild.

“Did you like that?” she asked, looking at me as her hand stroked at my shaft.

“Yes, please don’t stop,” I pleaded

She took the head of my cock into her mouth, pursing her lips around the head and sucking. She continued pumping at my shaft as she sucked, and the sight of her dark hair bobbing up and down in tune with her blowjob was incredible. Despite the surge of pleasure running through my veins, my mind wandered to Christine’s boyfriend. I’d seen him in facebook photos before, and I wondered what he’d say if he saw his girlfriend sucking on my cock like this - but at the same time her tongue began flicking against the opening of my dick, and my doubts vanished.

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Christine let out a long sigh as my cock emerged from her mouth, and by that time, my precum and and her saliva had dribbled as far as my balls.

“What do you want to do now?” Christine asked, as her hand continued working on my cock. She turned away and laid on her back.

For some reason, the departure of her touch left me yearning for more, so I got on top of her.

“I don’t have a condom,” I lamented, leaning down for a kiss. The head of my cock lined up to her entrance, and she moaned against my lips when it grazed her.

“I don’t have a condom,” I repeated, and her hand slid around my cock in response.

“Be gentle,” she whispered, pulling me closer to her.

I teased her by running the head of my cock up and down her slit, before she pulled me into her. I slid the head of my cock into her, and her back arched in response. It was incredible feeling her taut muscle brushing squeezing around my cock. .

“Oh my god,” she moaned, nails raking against my arm, “slowly.”

I held my breath as I pushed my entire length into her red-hot core, eliciting a feral growl from her in the process. Her pussy was indescribably tight, and it clenched down hard on me even without moving. Without waiting, I pulled out and pushed into her again, and the beast in me began to develop a rhythm.

“Stop, please,” Christine begged, and I stopped.

“Am I hurting you?”

“I’d like to be on top,” she mumbled, and motioned for me to lay down.

I gasped as my cock disappeared into her mouth, and her cheeks went taut as her lips tightened around my shaft. Her tongue danced around my head, and I gripped the sheets, but as soon as she started, she took it from her mouth and straddled me.

“I like the way you taste,” she said, leaning down for a kiss. Her lips were salty-sweet, and I relished it.

“It’s really yourself you’re tasting.”

“I like the way I taste, then.”

The smirk on her face turned into a grimace as she fitted my cock to herself. With a hand on my chest she leant her weight onto me, until I could feel her tightness devouring my cock inch by inch, until my entire length was inside her. The expression on her face was incredible: Skin flushed cherry pink, her hair tossed back and eyes screwed shut. My hands travelled to her hips, and I ran them over the smoothness of her bare ass.

With a little adjustment of her hips and ample moaning, she began to ride my cock. I held her by the hips and urged her on, and with each stroke I could feel my cock being pulled by her sheer tightness. She leaned forward, and I captured a nipple in my mouth.

“Fuck,” she moaned, as her arms wrapped around my shoulders. A thought sprang into my mind, and I dipped my thumb into her ajar mouth, moistening it with her spit.

As she picked up her pace, I slid my moistened thumb between the base of my cock and her pussy. She let out a shriek as her clitoris bucked against it, and this encouraged her to deepen her strokes. The temperature between us began to rise as she leaned even closer to me and rode me hard.

“Oh yes,” I groaned, the pressure in my loins reaching its boiling point. She let out a cry, and I could feel her clenching even harder on my cock.

“Oh god,” she moaned, before burying her face into the pillow. I could hear her muffled screams coincide with the way her pussy was clenching on me, and before long, she finished climaxing and eased herself from my cock.

“I hope that was…”

“Yes,” she interrupted, her glistening bosom heaving with exertion, “that was incredible.”

“Do you get to have much sex like this with your boyfriend?” I asked.

She ignored my question, and shifted down to my cock. Every muscle in my body contracted when she took my cock into her mouth and began to stroke it. The sensation of having her lips rubbing up and down on my head turned me on to no end, and I could feel a huge load of cum building up in my balls. If she’d kept going at my cock like that, especially after the earth-shattering orgasm she had, I would’ve came right into her mouth, but she had other ideas.

Christine looked up at me, continuing to stroke at my dick. She laid face down on the bed.

“What do you want to do now?” I asked, running a hand over her round butt, glowing in the dimness.

“I’m yours,” she whispered, locking eyes with me, “you can do whatever you want with me.”

“Be careful what you wish for.”

“Who said anything about wishing?” She commented, “I’m asking.”

I got behind her, and lifted her hips up in line with my throbbing cock.

“Ooh, someone’s getting pushy,” Christine said, “I like that.”

I parted her knees slightly, and pressed my dick against her slit.

“Please be gentle,” Christine warned, with a hint of trepidation in her voice.

She reached a hand behind herself to hold me off as I pushed my entire length into her at once, eliciting a long groan.

“Oh my god, that’s deep,” she groaned. I put my hands on her hips, and started to push myself in and out of her. She let out a cry and threw her head back, black hair falling in sheets on her back.

“Put your shoulders on the bed,” I ordered. She complied, and I didn’t even stop the fucking.

I ran my hand up her back and she yelped when I caught hold of her hair.

“Please,” she begged, as I lightly tugged at her hair. I increased the pace of my fucking, our thighs slapping against one another. I started to pull harder on her head, until her neck was bent backwards. In the dimness, she swept her right hand under her hips, and began to touch herself.

“Oh fuck, yes!” Christine cried, as I began to pummel her pussy.

I wrenched her free hand behind her back in an armlock, and applied pressure to both her elbow and to the grip on her hair. By this point, I was fucking her so hard that the bed moved with each stroke.

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“You’re going to make me cum again,” she moaned, and I felt her tightening around me. Despite the resistance, I continued pounding her until her pussy clenched hard on me as she finished.

“Oh fuck,” she slurred, as I released my grasp on her. Her hair was tousled, and her ass was red from where I had hit her, but she looked incredible. Without a pause, she turned and started sucking on my cock, even as I knelt there in front of her.

“Come here,” I ordered, as I got off the bed, and threw a pillow on the ground. She immediately knelt before me and continued sucking my cock. I looked over at the kitchen, and an idea came to mind.

“Put your hands on the chair,” I instructed, as I brought her to the dining table. She complied without a hitch, and I kicked her feet apart slightly. A trickle of her wetness dripped down her thigh onto the kitchen floor, and that made me smile.

“Fuck me,” Christine pleaded, leaning forward onto the back of the chair. I gleefully indulged her, and entered her from behind. The height difference meant that I had to lower myself slightly to fuck her adequately, and despite her exhorting me on with pleas and moaning, my knees started to hurt.

From my position, I shifted her around to face me, and she let out a yelp as I lifted her up onto the table. At once, I fitted myself to her and we continued fucking. The proximity also drew our lips into a kiss. She placed a foot up on the chair, and slid her hands around my body.

The position sent a surge of passion coursing through our bodies. We hugged, kissed, and fucked, all at the same time. I could feel her tongue dancing with mine the entire time my cock thrusted repeatedly into her, save for the moments where she threw her head back and moaned from the pleasure of my relentless pace.

“I like this,” she said, running a hand down my face, while my cock was still moving in and out of her. I looked down at the squelching noise beneath us, and noticed that her lubrication had spilled onto the table, and was threatening to drip onto the floor.

“Hold onto me,” I ordered, before lifting her up and laying her on the bed. I took a step back and looked at her body, slick with sweat, and admired how amazing she looked naked.

“C’mon, don’t stop,” Christine pleaded, before she turned over in bed, with a wiggle of her butt, “what do you want next?”

I reached out and grabbed her ass, enjoying the way her flesh felt in my hand.

“I want your ass.”

The wiggling stopped.

[Rickey]

Omg TS !!...u make us bros/sis here salivating to the max reading yr detailed descriptions of how u fucked yr female collic so hard in all positions :p;)...T.Q. v. much for sharing :)...wow !!...coming up next is ANAL, the ultimate !!...omg !!...poor Christine, can she withstand more ? :p:o

[Irrumare]

Damn.
Perfect.
I'm in love with Christine.

[Polar.Bear]

She’s a killer

[BK4ever]

this is a really nice story ts, more of it will be great.

[Slovakian]

Very nice story, waiting for updates :)

[hairsplit]

Awesome story, hope to read more

[lister_]

I yanked her by the legs so that she dangled off the edge of the bed, and lined myself up behind her.

“Oh my god, please be gentle, please be gentle,” she begged.

I parted her cheeks with my hands, and pushed the entire length of my throbbing meat into her pussy at once. The sight of her eyes screwed shut and her hands bunched up in my sheets was beautiful, and I began to fuck her over the bed with ever-increasing intensity.

“Fuck!” Christine cried out, as I threw my weight over and felt how nice her round ass was against my body. Her pussy clenched against me in a bid to slow down how quickly I thrusted into, but to no avail.

“Come here,” I ordered, pulling out of her and motioning to the pillow on the ground. At once, she knelt and started sucking the head of my cock and pumping at my shaft.

“You’re going to have to do better than that,” I said, even as the pleasure of her lips around my cock was already mindblowing.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth with a sigh.

“What do you want?” Christine said, looking up at me and pumping at my shaft, “I’ll do anything for you.”

Again, she started sucking on the head of my cock, and I pushed my weight onto her, shoving my cock further and further into her mouth. Her eyes widened as she realised what was happening, and started to push back at me to prevent it. My strength worn out, and my eyes rolled back in my head as I felt the tip of my cock penetrating her throat. Her throat muscles clenched at the head of my cock, and I shuddered in arousal.

I felt her teeth closing around the base of my cock. It hurt, yes, but it was nothing compared to the sensation of her throat pulsing against my glans. A startled gag reached my ear, and then another, before she started hitting at my thigh, and I pulled out of her throat before I did her any damage.

“Fuck,” Christine shrieked, panting from the exertion of having my cock pushed down her throat, “you’re fucking crazy.”

“I’m not done with you yet.”

I picked up her limp, shuddering body and shoved her onto the bed. Her juices had leaked onto my bed, leaving a dark patch on the sheet. At once, I got on top of her and started fucking her senseless. She clung onto me even as I laid my weight on her and pummelled her with wild abandon, and in between the groping and fucking, we stole a few kisses from each other’s lips.

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Amazingly, she reached a hand between my legs and caressed my balls. They felt full and heavy in her tiny hands; a reminder of how much cum I had waiting for her. The tightness of her pussy was still incredibly arousing, and with each thrust I found myself coming closer and closer to a finish.

“Are you on birth control?” I asked, and she looked into my eyes. She didn’t say anything.

Her pussy clenched ever tighter around my cock, and I could feel myself bursting at the seams as cum began to fill my cock. The pleasure was coming to a head, and there’d be no going back now.

“Are you on birth control?” I asked again. She closed her eyes and looked away.

“Look at me!” I ordered, but it was too late, I could feel the cum bursting from my cock. Immediately, I yanked my cock out of her pussy and she took it as a signal to begin sucking me off. As soon as her lips touched the head of my cock, I climaxed again, sending spurts of white cum into her mouth. She flinched, and I pulled her head down on it, resulting in cum spilling from the edges of her mouth.

“Oh my god!” Christine shrieked, as I spurted more cum onto her face and breasts. She was now soaked in it: her mouth, hair, face, breasts - and I could see a line of cum leaking from her pussy and onto the bed.

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“Fuck,” I moaned, crumbling to sit on the edge of the bed. She dropped to her knees and cradled my still pulsating cock in her hands, stroking it even as cum was leaking from the head of my cock. To my amazement, she took my shaft in her hands, and my head in her mouth, as she continued sucking the last remnants of cum from my cock.

[want0nmee]

nice read... camping for more

[zagota]

What an awesome story, thanks TS!

[i^Xi0n]

interesting and nicely written story TS, great share and please do keep it going.

[madpig88]

Sure hope TS will update more soon, this story is nice.

[kenshi80]

Camping for more

[Scarletlove]

This made me so wet

[theoperatorr]

Camping here now.

Bro, great story with the pics. Getting hard on already!

[opsite]

wow. very well written. keep on going!

[OldCoarse]

OMG I'm fantasizing bonking Christine! :D

[meijipcc]

great story, enjoy reading it. look forward to your next update TS, support your thread.

[JustANewbie]

Camping here for more updates to this nice sharing. :)

[yamayoyo]

Nice story TS!
Any more pics of chio Christine? :D

[Informer]

nice story TS, hope you will share more.

[VRossi1980]

really like your story ts, waiting here for much juicy updates.

[Ogawan]

Setting up tent …. :D

[MPLover]

really like your story ts! hoping for more juicy updates.

[curiousSG]

nice story TS, hope for more to come soon.

[decepticon73]

No more bro?

[KTVbuddy]

sure hope ts will update more soon.

[abc00]

camping for more, good story

[GanAnnGao]

Support nice story, camping here too :D

[musiclover]

awesome story!!! <3

[Cash8877]

really nice story, enjoy reading it. keep on sharing TS.

[risingeast]

More to come

[Truthful]

please do continue sharing TS. :)

[herodieyoung]

:cool: Do continue

[NastyThaiboy]

this is a nice story!

setting up my tent here to wait for more of it. :)

[decepticon73]

No more lar?