I fucked the pregnant young woman in the department (wife mature adult novel)

I live in a small city in the north and work in a ** department. What I am going to tell you is an incident that happened six years ago.

There are about ten people in my department, most of them are women. The girl working across from me is called Ping, a beautiful young woman the same age as me, 1.67 meters tall and thin. She is very cheerful, loves to laugh and has a very good temper. We have been colleagues for many years and I have never seen her get angry with anyone. We have a good relationship in normal times. We often play cards together in our spare time and we often help each other at work. I would like to explain my job here. At the end of every month, I have to compile some reports and so on. For a man, this is not a good job because you have to sit there and do calculations and statistics, which is really boring. I hate compiling reports the most. Ping always helps me when this happens. Women are indeed better at this job than men. They are more meticulous and can sit still.

After a while, Ping helped me check a set of reports, but the data in the set of reports I checked still didn't match. Ping thought I was careless and asked for the reports to help her check them. Soon she found the problem and started scolding me, "Idiot, what are your eyes for? Come and take a look, this is where the mistake is." We have a good relationship, so we often joke with each other and no one cares. She always calls me "careless" or "idiot" and so on.

I was very impressed that she found the problem so quickly, so I stood up and walked behind Ping to see what was wrong with the report.

I stood behind Ping, and she sat there pointing at the errors in the report for me to see. At this moment, I suddenly saw Ping's chest by accident! She was wearing a loose maternity dress with a large neckline. She was sitting on a chair and I could clearly see inside the neckline from where I was standing. Under the maternity dress was a loose white vest. I could clearly see Ping's breasts, but not her nipples. At that time, I felt the blood rushing to my head and my penis became erect. Ping was still pointing at the report and lecturing me. I couldn't hear what she was saying at that time and just kept staring at her breasts.

I had just been married for less than a year and had no lack of sex. My wife was also very beautiful. Although Ping was also good-looking, I just felt that we were good colleagues and friends and had no improper thoughts at all.

But the visual impact she gave me at that time was too strong. Ping's cleavage had a beautiful curve and was very close to me. She exuded a faint fragrance, which aroused my evil thoughts. At this time, Ping looked up at me and asked me if I saw the mistake. I quickly shifted my gaze to the report and answered repeatedly, "I saw it, I saw it." I took the report back to my desk and finished revising it in a short while. This month's report was finally finished. I breathed a sigh of relief and started looking at Ping again, but at this time I already had evil thoughts about her. Ping didn't seem to want to leave, maybe because her husband was not around and she had nothing to do at home, so she started chatting with me. While I was entertaining her, I admired the beautiful pregnant woman opposite me, wondering what her nipples looked like...

As we chatted, the topic came up: pregnancy. Ping asked me, "Is Mei (my wife) pregnant?"

I said no, and Ping said, "You've been married for such a long time, when are you planning to have children?" I said let's wait and see. At this time, Ping suddenly cried out "ouch", and I immediately asked "what's wrong?" Ping said "this little thing is kissing me." I said "how can it be so strong when it's so small? Why are you making a fuss?" Ping said "what do you know? It's not in your stomach. Sometimes it hurts if it kisses the wrong place." I said "is it that strong?"

Ping said, "That's right, when he kissed me I could touch his little feet from the outside." I said, "You're just talking nonsense, I don't believe it." Ping said, "Don't believe it? Then I'll let you touch it." After that, she stood up and came to me and pointed at her bulging belly. I sat there and gently touched the upper part of her bulging belly. Ping said, "Not here." She took my hand and placed it next to her belly button and said, "This little thing loves to kiss here the most. If you put it here, he will kiss you soon." Because my little brother, who had an erection when I was revising the report just now, had already shrunk, at this time my hand was on Ping's big belly, although it was through her skirt, my little brother soon became erect again.

Even now I firmly believe that Ping was definitely not trying to seduce me at that time. She treated me as a good friend or wanted to show me her pride in becoming a mother. She might not have been on guard against me at all at that time, not knowing that I had already had evil thoughts about her.

I put my hand on Ping's big belly, and sure enough, I felt a little foot poke me after a while. This time, Ping said "ouch" again, and then said proudly, "Did you feel it?" I nodded and said, "It's really fun."

Ping said, "Fun? Then you should work hard, so that you can play with Mei's belly every day, hehe..."

I also smiled but my hand was still on Ping's belly and didn't move. Ping said, "Come on, I'm a little hungry now. You see, we are the only two who are very active at work. Everyone else has left, so let's go too. I can buy some food on the way." I said, "Why are you in such a hurry? This little guy is so fun. I haven't touched him enough. The one who kicked me just now must have been his left foot. Let me see where his right foot is." My hand was on Ping's belly just now and didn't move. Now I slowly moved my hand to the other side. Ping didn't say anything, just looked at me with a smile. She probably thought it was ridiculous that I was so mysterious about her big belly. My hand slowly moved down a little bit, and I felt the elastic band of her panties through the maternity dress, then moved up and then down, and this time my hand touched a little below the elastic band.

At this moment, I was thinking about how to proceed to the next step? What if Ping turns against me? We are good friends and work at opposite desks. What will we do if we fall out?

I was very afraid that Ping would get angry with me at that time. Looking back now, if she had reprimanded me harshly, I think I would have given up and run away. However, she only spoke to me in a low voice and was not harsh, which made me bolder.

I don't know if it was because of excitement or the weather being too hot, but I felt Ping's hands were sweating. I used a little force to break free from her hands and started to caress them again. I didn't dare to move my hands just now, but now I was really caressing them. I wasn't in a hurry to touch her crotch, but just gently touched her lower abdomen left and right. Ping grabbed my hand again, and then I tried to break free again.

I slowly turned my face over and gently kissed Ping's belly with my mouth, then slowly kissed upwards. When I kissed Ping's breasts, she suddenly trembled, pushed my head with her hands, and said in a very low voice, "Don't do this." I still insisted on kissing her breasts and kissed her nipples through her skirt with my mouth. Even though there were two layers of cloth between us, I could still clearly feel her big nipples. I stuck out my tongue and licked the raised nipple. My hand slowly reached under Ping's wide maternity skirt and touched her thigh. Ping trembled again and tried to grab my hand, but my hand easily got out of the way inside her skirt. I touched the inside of her thigh and slowly moved upwards. Although Ping tried hard to close her legs, I still reached her panties.

I slowly stood up and put my arms around Ping's waist. When my eyes met Ping's, she looked away awkwardly. At that moment, I found that her face was very good and beautiful. Because Ping's big belly was pressing against me, I had to lean forward a little. I kissed her forehead, cheeks, and when I tried to kiss her lips she moved away. My hand slowly moved upwards and touched the zipper of the maternity dress and gently pulled it down. Ping felt it and looked up at me and said nervously, "What are you doing? This is an office, in a moment..." Before she could finish her words, I took the opportunity to kiss Ping's lips. I wanted to put my tongue in, but she clenched her teeth tightly, so I had no choice but to lick her lips and gums.

I slowly hugged Ping and wanted her to sit on my chair. Ping was a little hesitant, but she still sat down under my insistence. I immediately turned around and closed the office door and turned off the lights. When I returned to Ping, I found that she had pulled her skirt up to her shoulders and grabbed the top of her skirt with her hands. It was a little dim in the office. In front of me was a beautiful young woman with a big belly. Although Ping and I had been colleagues for several years and had spent a lot of time together, it was only then that I carefully noticed her beauty and temptation. My strongest thought was - fuck her!

I was still licking Ping's labia and caressing her ass, breasts and big belly. This went on for about ten minutes or so. I could clearly hear Ping's heavy breathing and saw that she was very wet down there. Feeling that I was about ready, I quietly unzipped my pants. After such a long period of stimulation, my penis was so swollen that it was about to burst. It would be more accurate to say that it popped out on its own rather than pulling it out with my hands. I stood up and held Ping's thighs with my hands, and my penis went straight to her vagina. Ping, who had closed her eyes just now, opened her eyes and saw my actions. She suddenly broke free from my hands like crazy and stood up. She pulled her skirt back to her shoulders and said, "X Lin, you can't do this, or I will ignore you for the rest of my life!" I saw that Ping's face was red and a little scary, but I thought she was serious. The little brother outside the pants was still holding his head high, but now he quickly shrank and drooped down. Ping's chest was rising and falling violently. I was scared. She was already six or seven months pregnant. If something unexpected happened...

I felt very ashamed at the time. We were good friends. Ping was so nice to me and she was a pregnant woman, but I wanted to have sex with her. I was such a beast!

We stood there in a stalemate for about half a minute before I broke the silence, "Let me help you zip it up." I wanted to help Ping zip up the back of her skirt, it was difficult for her to do it by herself. Ping might have felt that I was too harsh on me just now. After all, we had been together for a long time and were good friends. She said "hmm" softly and slowly turned around. I quickly put my little brother back into my pants and helped Ping zip up her skirt. I said, "Then let me take you home." Ping didn't say anything, which meant she agreed.

Just like that, our crazy behavior in the office ended unhappily. I felt very guilty afterwards and thought to myself that I would never have evil thoughts about Ping again, and we would never have such a thing again. But soon the next scene was revealed...

I finally fucked her

Because of the office turmoil, Ping and I felt very uncomfortable when we went to work on Monday. We avoided each other's gaze. Relatively speaking, I am better off, but Ping has changed a lot. Ping is usually talkative and cheerful and very friendly to others, but suddenly she became quiet, especially to me. My colleagues thought something happened in Ping's family. Older colleagues even asked Ping what was wrong, and Ping always smiled and said "It's okay, it's okay." In fact, only I know why. Ping no longer took my car when she went out, and I always left early and didn't stay in the office for long to avoid embarrassment for both of us.

About a month passed like this, and Ping slowly regained her original personality and became cheerful again, but she was still a little unnatural when talking to me. She usually only talked about work and rarely chatted. On this day, the company distributed welfare benefits in the form of cleaning supplies, including soap, shampoo, and other miscellaneous items, filling two large boxes. The women got one more box of sanitary napkins than the men. Because I have a private car, I became very popular. My colleagues asked me to help deliver their things home. After two trips, there were still a few people in the department whose things had not been delivered, including Ping.

It was then that I learned from the section chief that Ping's husband had been away for several days to arrest someone in another place. If it had been in the past, Ping would have told me this long ago. The section chief said, "Someone will come to pick up our things in a while. Ping's husband is not at home, so you just need to help send her things back." Ping quickly said that it was not necessary, and she asked her brother to come and pick them up. I also quickly said, "Section Chief, let me help you send them back first." Our section chief looked at us strangely and said, "Hey, aren't you two best friends? What's going on? Are you having a conflict?" I thought it was bad and it would be bad if my colleagues found out. I quickly squeezed my eyes at Ping and said, "Then I'll help you send them first. I have a ready car, so don't ask your brother to come." Ping may have also realized something and quickly said, "Okay."

As soon as we got in the car, Ping sat in the back seat (she always sat next to me in my car before, and she was not satisfied with sitting in the back seat). On the way, Ping didn't say a word, and it was me who broke the silence, "Are you still angry with me?"

"No, no," Ping replied indifferently. I tried to make conversation, "Jianguo (Ping's husband) is on a business trip?" Ping said yes. I said, "You are in this condition now, and he still goes out. How inconvenient must it be for you to be alone at home?" Ping said, "It's like this for all criminal police officers. It's not the first time. I didn't live at home. I went back to my parents' home." I then asked, "Where should I send this thing?" Ping said, "Send it to my own home." I found various topics to talk to Ping, and Ping slowly began to relax and started smiling at me. After a while, we were both very happy chatting.

We arrived. Ping's home was on the sixth floor, and I started to move things up. It was extremely hot in August, and for someone like me who doesn't do physical work and doesn't like to exercise, after climbing down from the sixth floor I was already sweating profusely and my legs and feet were weak. Moreover, soap, shampoo and other things were very heavy. Ping was looking at the car and things downstairs. When she saw me sweating profusely, she said, "Take a break before moving. You're all sweaty." At this moment, I realized that Ping still cared about me. Being cared about by a beautiful woman naturally gave me strength. Besides, there are probably few men who would act like a tough guy in front of a woman.

After three trips, I was like a weakling, gasping for breath from exhaustion. Ping invited me to rest for a while at her house. She turned on the air conditioner and brought me iced drinks. I washed my face and hands and sat on the sofa to drink the drink. I was really exhausted. Ping said, "You look really tired today. Even a lazy bum can help sometimes, haha..." I looked at Ping and said, "I'm only helping you. I don't care if it's someone else. The things delivered just now were moved by their family members, and they even gave me cigarettes and drinks to thank me for helping them deliver the things." Ping seemed to suddenly think of something when she heard what I said. She lowered her head and said softly, "I know you treat me well." Only then did I notice that Ping was still wearing the blue floral maternity dress. The crazy scene in the office suddenly came to my mind, and the evil thoughts that I had vowed never to have again began to stir again.

Ping still had her head down. I looked at her white arms and beautiful little hands and my impulse grew stronger and stronger. I said, "I'm really sorry about what happened last time. I... You didn't say anything to Jianguo, did you?" "He asked me if I was bullied at work. I said I had a quarrel with someone at work. He advised me to think more positively and take care of myself. Do you think I would be so stupid to tell him?" Ping raised her head and continued, "You are a lunatic," with a slight smile on her lips.

I was so excited at this point, "Would you like me to touch the little guy's feet again?" I'm sure my voice was trembling. "Don't even think about it," Ping's face turned red again, but I couldn't see that she was angry, and I found that there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth. I stood up and walked to Ping, bravely took her hand and said, "Your hands are so beautiful." Ping lowered her head again and tried to pull her hand out, but she gave up under my insistence. I didn't care about anything at this time. I leaned down to kiss her hair and lips. Ping closed her eyes and I kissed her mouth. This time, Ping's teeth didn't resist at all. My tongue easily entered her mouth and began to stir violently...

It felt like there was a fire in my body, about to burn and explode. I no longer had any interest in any more foreplay, so I reached out behind Ping to touch her zipper. At this time, Ping actually leaned forward. I unzipped her zipper at once, pulled her skirt down as quickly as possible, then lifted up her small vest, and put my mouth around her nipple and started sucking hard. I felt her little vest was very troublesome, so I wanted to take it off. I pulled it upwards, and Ping hesitated for a moment and then raised her hands. I took off her little vest. The lighting in Ping's house was very good, and the sunlight came in from outside. I could appreciate her breasts carefully. Because of her pregnancy, Ping's areola and nipples were dark brown, and there were several blue blood vessels next to the areola. My tongue licked and sucked on them back and forth, and I found that Ping's milk was obviously more than last time.

My hand reached into Ping's skirt from above, touched her big belly, then went down, into her panties and touched her hairy vagina. Ping clamped her legs tightly together. I started to pull her skirt down, panting. This time she didn't lift her butt to cooperate with me. I looked up at Ping and found that she was also looking at me, biting her lips and shaking her head gently at me. How could I control myself at this time? I continued to pull her skirt hard and finally pulled it down. Ping was left with only a pair of panties on her body. I don't know if it's a quirk, but I really like women's feet, especially the petite ones. I held Ping's feet and kissed them, and I found that her feet were swollen and fat like a pig's trotter. I was very curious and asked her what was wrong. Ping said, "It's like this after I got pregnant." I looked carefully and found that her calves were also a little swollen.

I began to kiss her thighs, slowly moving upwards. I saw several blue blood vessels at the base of Ping's white thighs, and I saw that the skin on her lower abdomen had swollen and cracked, leaving white marks.

I started licking her belly, then her panties, and then licked her vagina through her panties. Maybe it was because of the hot weather, but there was a pungent smell there, but that smell in that environment was like an aphrodisiac and made me extremely excited. I wanted to remove her last bit of armor. I easily took off her panties, squatted down, spread Ping's legs, and licked her labia until it became a puddle of mud. At this time, I looked up and secretly looked at Ping, and found that she had her eyes closed and her brows were slightly frowned. I stood up and wanted to kiss Ping's mouth, but she dodged and said to me softly, "No, it stinks." I said, "You think your own smells bad?" Ping's mouth corners slightly raised and she laughed a few times. I saw that she was very happy at this time. She was so beautiful with a faint smile on her lips at this moment. I can still recall her posture at that time and it is endless aftertaste.

Regardless of whether it smelled bad or not, we started kissing again, and Ping gently put her hand on my shoulder. I held her hand and placed it on my raised crotch. She wanted to pull it back, but I insisted on holding her hand and stroking my little brother. Our breathing became heavier and heavier. I unbuckled my belt and took off my pants and underwear. Ping covered her eyes with her hands. I didn't know if she had peeked at my little brother when I took off my underwear. I said "Hehe"

Although I would like to write myself as being very powerful, the fact is that I was really useless. I could not stand the strong stimulation at that time and ejaculated all my semen into Ping's body in about ten minutes. During this process, Ping just moaned softly. After we finished, I asked her, "Are you comfortable?" Ping just laughed softly. I thought she might not have reached orgasm, but once a man ejaculates, he is like a deflated ball, and I have no strength to sprint anymore.

After we finished, we went to the bathroom to wash up together. When we came out, we were still naked. I hugged Ping and kissed her on the sofa. I looked up inadvertently and saw the photo of Ping and her husband on the wall. I felt very uncomfortable at the time. We were all friends, but I slept with someone else's wife. In addition, I was extremely afraid that if Ping's husband suddenly came back at this time, I might be dead. Her husband always had a "May Fourth" gun on his waist.

of. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, so I decided to run away quickly. In this way, Ping, a colleague who sat across from me and my best friend of the opposite sex, and I completed our first, not-so-perfect, sex, which was also the only time for the two of us.