Back to Being an Office Worker 4. Kekek
Her throat tried to reject my cock, but I thrust in harder. Tears streamed from Gu Mirae's eyes. Her makeup smeared with the tears, dirtying her face. Even in any situation, Gu Mirae probably wouldn't have refused me. Not just the shell that was left of her—the original Gu Mirae wouldn't have refused me either. I was certain. Because I was her strongest desire, the one she craved most fiercely.
I yanked her hair harder. Her lips touched the base of my cock. Her nose buried into my pubic hair.
"Hold your breath."
Gu Mirae's throat contracted around my cock, squeezing it tight. Her face grew redder by the second. She was running out of oxygen. But I didn't let her go. Gulp, gulp—the sound of her throat swallowing my cock echoed through the break room. Ten seconds, fifteen, twenty... Her face turned even redder. More tears poured from her eyes. Finally, at thirty seconds, her body began to convulse. Only then did I release her head.
Huuuuh. The moment Gu Mirae pulled her mouth off my cock, she gasped for air desperately. A mix of saliva and her juices drooled from her lips in strings. Her face was a mess. Mascara had smeared black around her eyes, and her lipstick was smudged around her mouth.
"You're pretty."
I stroked her face. She was still panting heavily. But her eyes burned with the same insatiable lust. She looked up at me and smiled. I pulled her to her feet and shoved her toward the sink. I bent her upper body over it, her ass facing me. I hiked up her skirt. Traces of her dried juices clung starkly to her stockings, like a frozen waterfall in midwinter, crusted white and crusty.
Her swollen pussy was still slick with my cum mixed with her virgin blood. I brushed my finger lightly against it. Her body shivered. It was still hypersensitive.
"Hnng..." A small moan escaped Gu Mirae's lips.
I slapped her ass hard. Smack!
"No noise."
My handprint bloomed clearly on Gu Mirae's ass. She bit her lip to stifle her moan. I slapped it again. Smack! Smack! Her ass jiggled with elastic bounce. It was the perfect apple-bottom. My handprints stood out vividly on her pale skin.
I spread her cheeks with both hands. Her pussy and asshole were fully exposed. Her brown anus was small and wrinkled. Even her outer labia hair and anal hair had been neatly waxed, perfectly groomed.
I rubbed her asshole lightly with my finger. Her body tensed. I dipped my finger in the juices from her pussy and smeared them on her anus.
"Shall we try here too?"
Of course, no answer came. But I could feel her body tense up. I slowly pushed my middle finger into her asshole.
Plunge.
"Hnngh!" A moan leaked from Gu Mirae's mouth. I slapped her ass again. Smack!
"I said no noise."
She bit her lip harder to hold it in. I shoved my finger deeper. Her asshole clenched around it. The grip was incredibly tight. Maybe from all her anal experience— the moment my finger entered, juices gushed from her pussy. I started moving my finger slowly. Her asshole contracted and relaxed in rhythm with it. My other hand teased her pussy, rubbing her clit. Gu Mirae's body began to tremble. She bit her lip to suppress her moans as more juices flowed from her pussy.
I pulled my finger out and pressed my cock against her pussy entrance. It was still hot and wet. I slid in slowly. Squelch. Her body shuddered. Her pussy welcomed my cock. It took me more smoothly than before. The initial resistance was gone; now it molded perfectly to my shape. I began rocking my hips slowly. It still gripped me tight, but softer now, embracing me.
Squelch, squelch, squish squish—the wet sounds filled the break room. I gripped her ass with both hands and thrust harder. Thwack, thwack, thwack!
"Haaaang~♥" A moan burst out.
Smack! "I said no moaning!"
The slapping of flesh grew louder. Gu Mirae's body rocked with my movements. Her hands clutched the sink edge tightly. I yanked her hair, pulling her upper body up. I wrapped one hand around her throat, squeezing lightly as I thrust harder. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Her face flushed red. Her eyes rolled back. Oxygen deprivation again. But her pussy clenched my cock even tighter. She was loving it. I squeezed her throat harder. Her face reddened more. Her pussy spasmed around me. She was approaching orgasm again.
Ten seconds, fifteen... Her body stiffened. Her pussy gripped me mercilessly. At twenty seconds, she trembled violently. I released her throat. She gasped raggedly, shaking as her pussy squirted juices like a fountain, soaking my thighs and the floor.
"Haa... haa..." Gu Mirae's breaths were rough. She was still lost in the afterglow. I pulled my cock from her pussy. It clenched like it didn't want to let go. Pop. Juices dripped out. I pressed my cock against her asshole.
"Shall we try here?"
Gu Mirae's body tensed. She turned her head to look at me, her eyes a mix of fear and anticipation. I spat on her asshole, wetting it with my saliva. I slowly pushed my cockhead in. Her asshole resisted. But I forced it harder. Plunge—
"Hnng." She almost moaned but clapped her hand over her mouth. Her asshole swallowed my cockhead. The grip was insanely tight, like it wanted to crush me.
I pushed deeper slowly. Her asshole gradually accepted me. Her face twisted in pain and pleasure. Ploooosh— Finally, my cock was fully inside her ass. It enveloped me completely. The tightness was on another level from her pussy. I started moving my hips slowly. Her asshole stretched and clenched with each thrust. Her hands gripped the sink harder. Her body shook uncontrollably.
"Hueeeng? Hee? Nngii?" Her head whipped side to side wildly, like she was in full heat. Goosebumps prickled across her ass. Her heat switch had flipped. Her body started moving like a bitch in estrus, matching my rhythm.
"Fuck. This is killer."
Smack, smack, smack. The sounds of her ass slamming into my groin echoed. I sped up. Her asshole began accepting me more smoothly. One hand was already fingering her pussy. Gu Mirae had become a heat-maddened bitch, twisting her hips in figure-eights to milk my cock. I rubbed her clit. Her body shook harder. Her asshole clenched tighter.
Smack, smack, smack. I yanked her hair again, pulling her upper body up. I whispered in her ear.
"You're my cocksleeve now."
Gu Mirae's body shivered. Her asshole gripped me harder. She was turned on by my words.
"You're getting married next week, but you're still mine. Got it?"
Her ahegao face nodded frantically. I wrapped my hand around her throat again and thrust savagely.
"Nngiii!!"
Her asshole clenched mercilessly. The pleasure was too intense—my cock slipped out. But when I thrust back in, it went into her pussy instead. Splurt! Gu Mirae's body convulsed. I alternated between her pussy and ass, pounding both holes relentlessly.
"Huuuuh... huuu..." She made weird noises, lost in ecstasy.
That's when it happened. The break room door opened. I froze with my cock buried in her pussy.
Fuck... who is it?
Gu Mirae clenched her pussy in surprise too. Who came in? Section Chief Oh? Assistant Manager Kim?
"Oh."
Gu Mirae's head snapped back. She was shocked too. I turned toward the door. Unexpectedly, it was U Mi-young, the section chief from the next department over. Her silky hair was neatly tied in a prim bun. She wore a stunning dress that accentuated her figure. U Mi-young raised her eyebrows and widened her eyes, exclaiming "Oh." She was one of the shells too. She probably never imagined someone would be fucking in the break room.
U Mi-young stared at us with that classic shell look of surprise. A momentary glitch in her movements. I'd been caught jerking off by my mom before, but getting caught mid-fuck? First time.
Fuck it.
I resumed thrusting. Since we'd been caught anyway, might as well act natural. The lewd squelching sounds filled the room again.
U Mi-young was one of our company's dignified beauties, overflowing with sex appeal. Along with Jin Sun-mi, she was part of the company's "Three Beauties": U Mi-young, Shin Bo-mi, and Jin Sun-mi. U Mi-young handled the "sexiness" slot, often called our "peerless beauty." I'd worked with her before, so we knew each other. Same floor, some collaborations. Sharp but smart—that was the U Mi-young I knew.
"Hnng... hng... hnng." Not stopping the pistoning made Gu Mirae's pleasure deepen. Having another department's superior watch her fuck? Just being seen was exciting her more. The vice-like grip of her pussy told me her arousal was maxed out.
I gripped her slim waist and spun her lightly upward. Meanwhile, U Mi-young watched our fuck expressionlessly before slowly moving. She went to the fridge and took out some honey. Pour, pour. She filled a cup with cold water, added honey, and stirred it with a teaspoon. The metal clinking loudly against the porcelain cup. Left hand on her hip, she continued watching us stone-faced. Like she was observing our technique.
Her brain must be in overdrive trying to process our fuck. Not your everyday office scenario. Maybe she was digging through her hippocampus, pulling up past memories to make sense of it. Fascinating. The shells' reaction to incomprehensible situations.
I watched U Mi-young through the mirror. She stared piercingly at me and Gu Mirae. I kept eyeing her via the mirror, but she didn't notice. I gripped Gu Mirae's slender waist tight. Having an audience added a twisted thrill. Gu Mirae too—she bit her fist to muffle moans, shaking her head side to side. She'd hit her pleasure threshold. I couldn't hold back either. I slammed deep into her womb and unloaded. Spurt, spuuurt. Glug, glug glug.
"Haa... haa..." Sweat-soaked Gu Mirae went limp, her legs giving out. She slumped half-conscious over the patchwork sofa. Fresh white cum slowly leaked from her slit.
U Mi-young glanced at Gu Mirae's disheveled state, then at my still-hard cock. She started staring at it intently. I kept watching her through the mirror. A strange tension filled the break room.
