What's going on~ How did 0.0 get on? (Student campus adult novel)

[A college student who accidentally got an internship at a company] [End] Release time: 2012-07-21

I live in a very prosperous city in the north, where heavy industry is well developed, and I am also a factory worker. The factory is quite far away from the city. This happened just this year. Since the incident, we feel embarrassed when we see her every day.

The work is very complicated every day, but there are always many new college students coming for internships. Their arrival has eased our tense pace to a great extent. After all, the workload is heavy and the staff is small, and having someone to share the burden makes a big difference. The internship usually lasts 3 months. The new college students are 2 boys and 1 girl. The girl is fair and quiet. Although she is not beautiful, she is very well-behaved. Since I am the class monitor, I often guide her in how to operate the system, and most of the time I clean the house with her.

She is a girl and is not good at doing heavy physical work. I am the class monitor, so I rarely do physical labor. Every day I either work on the computer or clean up. Our relationship quickly became very good, and we often talked and laughed, but she was generally very dull around other people and was too embarrassed to talk.

That day, the Environmental Protection Administration came to our unit for inspection, so at around 6 o'clock in the morning, she and I were cleaning up the sanitation and miscellaneous tasks in the working environment as required by our leader. Suddenly, I heard her cry out miserably, and I hurried over to take a look. It turned out that she accidentally stepped on a piece of wood with a nail on it. When I saw that her foot was pierced by a nail, I quickly asked her how she was. She said it was probably pierced quite deep. I saw there was nothing I could do, so I had to help her go to the office to rest first, and then take her to the company hospital when it opened at 8 o'clock.

She was in so much pain that she leaned her weight on me all the way back to the office. I could only try my best to support her, but accidentally, my hand touched one of her breasts. Even though it was accidental, and it was winter and she was wearing a thick sweater, I could still feel her soft breasts and my little brother got hard. I also knew that what I was doing was wrong, but my hands intentionally or unintentionally touched her breasts as I supported her. I was really afraid that she would see the bulge in my pants, and it would be so embarrassing if she found out.

Finally we got into the office. I breathed a sigh of relief because I could avoid any more contact with her, but she also breathed a sigh of relief because the pain was relieved a lot after sitting on the chair in the office. After sitting down, she carefully took off her shoes and then her socks. There was a lot of blood on the bottom of the socks, and the color underneath was mixed. After all, she is under my management now, I can't just sit there and do nothing. I asked her to put her feet on the table and checked the sole of her foot. Sure enough, there was a hole there caused by a nail. The blood had dried a little, but there was a lot of rust on the outside of the sole and inside the wound.

I told her and she got nervous. Because rust has entered the blood and muscles, if it is not treated quickly, you are likely to get tetanus. Most people don't know how serious tetanus is, but in our place where we deal with industry all day long, even newcomers know its power. If it is not treated in time, it can cause muscle necrosis at the mildest, and affect the brain and cause dementia at the worst. The onset time is between 1-20 years.

I used hot water and a towel to carefully clean her wound, but there was no way to deal with the inside of the wound. The wound was almost dry and solidified. I told her that the wound was almost dry and there was a lot of rust inside. The towel could not be inserted into the wound, and asked her what to do. She said she didn't know either. I said, I can't possibly suck it clean for you right now like sucking out a snake. Unexpectedly, she said yes. Since I was just joking, I immediately rejected her request. She was so scared that she started crying. I can only persuade him with kind words, but it will be useless. I was upset because of her crying, so I agreed to her request.

I slowly and carefully put my mouth towards the wound on her foot, and then I realized that her feet were very beautiful and there was no smell at all. I sucked and licked her, and she was grimacing in pain. I was inexplicably excited, and my penis actually grew bigger in her pain. This time I was facing her, so she saw it. After two minutes, I sucked the wound clean, apologized to her, said her feet were so beautiful, I didn't mean it, then I laughed and half-jokingly said her feet didn't smell at all but rather smelled good, unlike mine which was so smelly that it could kill an elephant. She looked at me with gratitude, thanked me repeatedly, and suddenly said, "Master, how about I help you get it out? I see you are in a lot of pain."

I...I will refuse? ? ? ? ? No way. I was struggling internally. Even though I wanted her to help me figure it out, being someone else's master meant I was just a little teacher to her at work. I still know the principles of being a role model. Is it to become a good master who appears to be righteous? Or be the person you really want to be? It is difficult to choose and difficult to decide. The best way to deal with a problem that you cannot make a decision is to give up and let God decide how I should choose the fork in the road I should take.

I told her about my decision, and she was very interested and thought it made a lot of sense. Many children took a playful attitude towards this event, thinking it was something new and exciting. Since we had no bones (the kind of bones you get when playing mahjong), she and I decided to decide using poker. That is: take out a deck of cards, remove the jokers and all general cards above 10, then shuffle the order, draw 3 cards from the middle, and the sum of the points is greater than 15 points, then I will do it with her once, which means that God agrees that I can have fun with her. If the points of the three cards are less than 15, it means we are not destined to be together, so we just have to do what we should do.

The cards were played the way we usually do here. She shuffled the cards back and forth and put them in her hand, and I drew the cards. I don’t know why I also feel this method is exciting and novel. After all, my gambling in the past was limited to betting on money, and this was the first time I bet on sex or lust. For the first card, I picked one at random and turned it over. Oh my god, it’s already 1 o’clock? An Ace of Clubs, the smallest point. I smiled at her with a sullen look on my face, put my hand on the poker cards, and when I pulled out the second card, I threw the cards hard onto the table, calling out the cards I hoped for just like I did in previous gambling times. The result will certainly not be the 10 points I hoped for. If whatever I ask for comes true, I will be a gambler god. Why would I need to go to work? Just a middle card, 5. I cursed God in my heart, why do I always lose when I gamble? Just like when I buy welfare lottery tickets, I have bought at least more than 2,000 yuan from the first time to now, and I have only won the smallest prize of 5 yuan.

When I was mumbling something and was about to draw the third card, she stopped me and asked to draw the last card for me. I agreed without any hope. After all, the hope of drawing 10 or 9 is very slim. It seems that God wants me to be a selfless and good master. She first pulled out a card from the middle, hesitated for a while and then gave up, put it back in the deck, then pulled out the second to last card from the deck, threw it on the table, and shouted "10, 10, 10." Of course, her movements were not as skillful and stylish as mine, which could make the sound of throwing the cards loudly, but there actually was a 10 on the table. A black pottery 10, a 5, and a club A, a total of 16 points.

She smiled at me proudly, and her two little white canine teeth looked so tempting to me. It’s God’s will. If it’s God’s will, hehe, what else can I say? I locked the door, drew the curtains, and looked at the clock. It was only 7:10, 50 minutes before the 8 o'clock start time. I walked up to her and looked at the young and handsome intern. Before I could do anything to her, my penis had already bulged out of my pants. As her master, I still asked her if she would regret it or something like that. After getting her firm and unrepentant answer. I took off my clothes with her. That is to say, we both took off all the cloth clothes on our lower body. I originally wanted to take off the top clothes, but then I thought that we didn't have much time, so I decided to put safety first and prevention first, so I gave up.

Use a look below her. She was already wet down there. As is my habit, I squatted under the chair and pushed her snow-white thighs apart with my hands. Lick her pussy. The vagina exudes a faint mixed scent of soap and young girls' body fluids. Personally, I feel that the soap smell is stronger. That means she likes cleanliness. He blew air with his mouth, creating ripples on the abundant body fluids on her vagina. The tongue curls out and jumps back and forth on the tip of her clitoris. It also separates the two flesh-colored and pink labia and uses the tongue to drill holes in her vagina and dig for springs and wells. Her pubic hair is very dense and long. When I lick her lower body, some of her pubic hair would always flow into her pores. Most of the time, it would rub against my eyelids and forehead, which made me feel itchy.

She was very relaxed. While I was licking her, her legs were bent and her heels were on my shoulders, which were covered by my work clothes. And when she gets excited, she can grab my hair and press my head on the part that makes her most sensitive. Seeing that it was getting late, I stood up and carefully carried her to the table, so that she used half of her buttocks for support with her vagina sticking out. I grabbed her legs with one hand and pulled them around my waist, and with the other hand carefully held the ankle of her injured foot. I pulled her injured foot up and supported it on my shoulder, then aimed my penis at her vagina and thrust my body forward with all my might. The moment the penis entered the vagina, I roared in excitement, but she moaned in pain.

When the penis is inserted, her vagina sinks inward as a whole, and the vaginal fluid gathers at the base of the penis; when the penis is pulled out, her vagina is pulled outward as well, and the tender flesh inside the opening is turned out, as pink and dazzling as a rose. The glans is always sticky with vaginal fluid, and it rushes in and out again and again, making both me and her very satisfied. Time was running out, and it was almost 7:40. I gave up on trying to control myself and sprinted without restraint.

She fell limply on me, her hands tightly around my neck, her whole body shaking back and forth with my thrusts, and she moaned with excitement. For 5 minutes in a row, I thrust in and out quickly. I held the ankle of her injured foot with one hand to keep her wound safe. With the other hand, I held her waist tightly and pulled her towards my pubic bone. At the moment before ejaculating, I suddenly remembered that she was still an intern college student. I was afraid that she would get pregnant and I would be in trouble in the future, so I wanted to pull out my penis from her vagina. But she held me tightly, her nails penetrated through my shirt and pinched my back, telling me to cum inside her. She liked the hot feeling of a man's sperm in her vagina.

I'm so excited, asking me to calm down is like talking to a wall. The penis rushed into her vagina at lightning speed and shot the sperm into it with a roaring roar.

After ejaculation, I held her and kept my penis erect in her vagina for about two minutes. I came to myself and couldn't help feeling scared. Although the office door is locked and the windows are covered, many staff from other workshops and work sections will also come early today to clean up and prepare for the environmental protection inspection and acceptance work. If someone finds out that I'm doing this with her, how can we face people? My family would surely break up because of this, and her life would become difficult and humiliating. I actually ejaculated inside her, what if she gets pregnant...

I didn't dare to think about anything else, and quickly found some toilet paper. I quickly wiped the remaining semen and vaginal fluid on her lower body and my penis. After putting on her pants, I helped her put them on again. The wound on her foot was quite deep, and due to the pain, even the simple action of putting on clothes became slow. I had no choice but to "help" her to the best of my ability. After cleaning up quickly and nervously, he opened the curtains, went out with the toilet paper, and flushed it down the toilet in the hallway bathroom. As soon as I came out of the bathroom, I saw two familiar co-workers walking towards me, talking and laughing. I greeted them in a panic and returned to the office in a panic, only to see her with her injured foot bare, looking down at the newspaper as if nothing had happened.

At around 8:10, after the leaders came, I reported to them the details of the intern's foot being pierced today. Of course, I would never tell them about the poker bets on sex even if I were beaten to death. Then, as requested by my leader, I accompanied her to the company hospital (my company is a large state-owned enterprise, so we have our own hospital and school), asked the doctor to clean the wound and give her a tetanus shot. Tetanus vaccine is usually given as 3 injections over 3 consecutive days.

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