warehouse – Phantacee

I was not sure if she understood what I meant, but it was too damn hard to resist, the skinny, soft, young body that was pushing against mine – in a warehouse.

For one, I consider myself a labourer, still moving, stacking, counting inventory despite the ‘supervisor’ tag under my name. She had always complained that I felt ‘sticky’ whenever she brushed against my arm, and often made remarks at my thinning crown. Yet, Xiao Qing, the new hire, a young Chinese from Malaysia, never missed a chance to roast me whenever we interacted with each other.

I was the one who showed her the ropes, and the blind spots of all the CCTVs, in case of any workplace accidents, which even the tiniest bumps by heavy machinery can have huge implications. Turns out, she grew closer to me than I could have picked up from her body language. While the rest of my staff, all uncle-age, teased her as if she were my second daughter — I only have one — she clearly had other ideas when we found ourselves alone during a stock-taking day.

（我认真问）‘你.. 要做什么.. 你知道我有老婆孩子hor?’
(I sternly asked, What do you want to do? You know I have a wife and child right?)

（小情无奈答复）‘知道啊。我不管。‘
(Xiao Qing answered dismissively, Yes I do. I don’t care.)

By then, she had already placed both my hands on her waist and she had her hands over my ears, pulling me into her tofu-soft lips that I have never felt anything similar. When her tongue touched my lips, my tongue popped out too, meeting hers in her mouth. Within seconds, my hands were running all over her back, as she wrapped her forearms across my neck, both of us pulling each other as close as possible.

The next thing I knew, she had spun her body around, tucked both my arms under her slightly-loose crop top, and pushed them right over her bra, that she easily snapped apart from between the cups. Those perky nipples felt cold, on those delicate breasts too small for my big hands. Her neck was still arched backwards so we were still kissing, and her fumbling hands at my zipper soon received some much needed help.

Once she had a grip of my manhood, she began hoisting up her calf-length skirt until her bare ass was pressed against my dick.

（我问）‘你没穿？‘
(I asked, You didn’t wear any panties?)

（小情问回）’穿来做什么？‘
(She answered, Why would I wear that for?)

Wet – was the only word I could think of when she pressed the tip of my dick downwards, aiming right for her pussy. She was abundantly lubricated as my hips inched back and forth at her rear, until we had to break our kissing up to contain the overwhelming fit of our nether region.

（小情回复）‘你也太大了.. ‘
(Xiao Qing mentioned, You’re too huge.. )

（我自信答）‘不然？’
(I confidently replied, What did you expect?)

The first few seconds of me being inside her was enough to tell me that her body wasn’t ready for this. Not for my size, not for this.. awkward location. But that pair of hands grabbing on my wrists tightly also showed how much she wanted me to ‘try’ – and so I did.

The heavy-duty rack in the same corner had a tier perfectly aligned at hip-level. After moving some boxes around, I made a space for her to bend over, and lifted one of her knees carefully to place it on the shelf. With her other foot barely touching the ground, she was literally dangling from the rack when I resumed the hip-thrusts, this time to more comforting, pleasurable moans from her. I could totally picture how my dick was splitting her vaginal walls apart with each inward stroke, as well as sense the excessive juices flooding the insides of her pussy with each pull.

Bodily fluids were soon leaking down her leg as I picked up my pace, ramming my loin into her slender body at a rhythmic pace.

（我问）‘你还好吗？’
(I asked, Are you alright?)

（小情小声答）‘好.. 好爽.. 你不要跟我停.. ‘
(Xiao Qing whispered, It’s.. so right.. don’t you dare stop.. )

As the seconds ticked away, my hormones were counting down too. But as a husband with a wife to please, ‘timing’ was deeply ingrained in me. I was just keeping pace and basking in the glory of my enlarging manhood tearing that petite newcomer apart, along with the orgasms she successfully suppressed verbally, but helpless against the tiny squirts ejecting from her pussy.

（我告知）‘小情.. 我快要射了.. 你ok吗？‘
(I warned, Xiao Qing.. I’m going to shoot soon. Are you ok?)

I think about 10 minutes had passed since we kissed? And all she could muster was an ok-sign to signal her gratification. Without hesitation, I slowly pulled away from her limp body and replaced her skirt. I was halfway doing up my pants when she finally descended from the rack, and stopped me mid-button.

（小情问）‘你不用射出来meh?’
(Xiao Qing asked, Don’t you need to shoot?)

（我答）‘不用啊。射不射不重要啦。你还好hor?’
(I replied, Nope. It’s not that important. But you are alright right?)

（小情叫住）‘等下！先不要穿！’
(Xiao Qing exclaimed, Wait! Don’t wear it yet!)

She squatted onto the floor and took my dick straight into her mouth, sucking it haphazardly for a few seconds before I had to nudge her away. Long story short, she had no idea how to give a blowjob, and did not want to disappoint me at the same time. Except, that there was no one to impress here – or there. Under her insistence, I taught her how to give me a handjob, at the same time touch herself so there would be ample juices/ lubrication to elevate my ‘experience’. In her defence, she did come up with the surprise hand-to-mouth swap during my ejaculation, before sealing the deal with her subsequent swallow of my load.

Once we were done with each other and with official work, it was just 4pm. Yet everyone else had long finished their tasks and left to enjoy the bonus half day off. Except for me, and Xiao Qing, who walked the grounds a last time, only to reach another surveillance blindspot – at the bottom of the staircase after the door leading up to the office.

This time, we did it naked, while standing, with the steps supporting the numerous positions she wanted to try,

（小情问）‘还有下一次吗？‘
(Xiao Qing asked, Is there a next time?)

（我答）‘你说呢？’
(I answered, What do you think?)

（小情信心说）‘当然啦！这么爽！我会保密的。谁都不能破坏我们的感情。’
(She replied confidently, Of course! It felt so good! I will keep it secret. No one can ruin our relationship.)

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‘So you’ve been in here!’

‘Ya la! Boss ask me to rearrange the whole storeroom cause I’m late. Sian sia!’

‘Want my help not? I’m about to go off.’

‘Really? Don’t joke with me leh.’

‘Really la. Let’s get this over and done with. Your shirt is all wet!’

‘I know. Help me move this over there.’

Yuxiu and I spent the next ten minutes moving the heavier boxes that she had cleared the top few lighter layers off. My grey shirt looked like a map of the world when we just finished making space to sweep under, and still had to label and rearrange it back after labelling the contents in them.

‘You want to take off your shirt not? Later someone thought we were doing something else in here.’

‘You wish it was something else right? Haha.’

I pulled my shirt off nonetheless and revealed my fat tummy underneath, in front of the poly student whom had worked part time with us for the past three months, though she was always late. We could wear anything we wanted since we worked in a warehouse, and there were no outsiders either.

‘Want to take off your shirt too?’

‘Don’t start hor. I just want to finish this and relax outside.’

We moved a few more bigger boxes together and that was when she gave up. Sighing and swallowing a few mouthfuls of water, she then proceeded to remove her bra from under her shirt, a granny-nude colour that she snarled at me not to judge before I could joke about it.

The muffled giggles was hard not to laugh to and things got a little more cheerful when she let the pent up laughter burst out.

‘Eh! Shit! Need to mop!’

‘Farrrrkkkkk! Can we just mop the outside? Boss won’t move the boxes to check anyway.’

‘Ideaaaaa!’

We took our shoes off next and began using both the two mops. When that idiot used the wooden end to poke my butt, I retaliated and accidentally slipped it between her legs. She fell to the floor in a shock and brought down the bucket of water as well, in her direction.

‘Wei. Fucker.. why you so rough sia.’

Well said like an ah lian. I didn’t think much of her red face since we were bending down for a long time when we mopped, and the area she sat on was still wet.

‘Take your shorts off la. It’s just us here.’

‘You really tiko leh. Keep asking me to strip.’

She stripped her shorts off after I helped her up and by then, we had messed up too much to go home any time soon. In such closeness, it was hard not to feel her bare breasts and the thong she wore wasn’t exactly making things any less ‘hard’.

Once I put her down on a stool, I went back to clean up the puddle and she just had to shout what I didn’t want to admit.

‘Eh.. you hard ah?’

‘Duh. You’re braless and in just a shirt and panties. This is what you wear to sleep right?’

‘Wah. How you know sia?’

She took my shirt and daringly drying her panties with it, thinking that I was too busy to notice. After I got into an impatient rage and put all the stuff back singlehandedly, I went out of the store for the lounge to rest my sore back.

Yuxiu dumped my bag and our clothes on the table before walking up to me, and playfully sit on my legs to further dry her panties.

‘Don’t play like that leh. My arms are all weak.’

‘Cannot thank you for doing my work for me ah? *whispering* It’s still hard right?’

‘No it’s not!’

She gave me the my-turn-to-play-now look when she moved her fingernails over my groin, unzipping and freeing my jeans for the cock that was growing underneath it. How could a straight, sane man turn down such an offer right? If only my arms still had some energy to do something for her..

She shifted her legs over my lap and continued the handjob, applying the saliva she ‘gathered’ from both our mouthes to make it a little more slippery. The slow descend of her knees onto the hard floor was a heartening one, as I knew what was coming.

The way my dick disappeared into her mouth, it was so memorable I wanted so much to take a picture, but the following, overwhelming sensation was too much to bear and I was groaning in no time. My thighs were shaking so hard when she went up and down, at such a slow speed I could never get enough of.

Thre was no rush to make me cum, and it was her ‘show’ to please the guy who just helped her. I was savouring every inch of my cock her lips covered over and over again, with a scent from the mixture of our saliva. After a long while of her oral performance, she got up and kneeled on the sofa in doggy, right by my side.

‘How? Too shiok ah?’

‘Still can improve.’

‘Asshole.’

‘Don’t move.’

I went behind her and took a condom out of my wallet, capping it on in front of her willing pussy. I rubbed the ‘head’ a few times over her slit to catch some of her wetness, before I inched my way in, going as slowly as the blowjob she did earlier.

In under a minute, we were humping like bunnies on the couch, broadcasting our moans in the dining space that had no CCTVs. The tight pussy was impossible to get enough of, and my expanding dick actually helped to get her orgasms going.

‘Fuckkkk!’

She swore at the heat of her climax as I rammed deep, shaking my hips sideways to stimulate any corners I didn’t reach. Her juices were dripping into her panties stretched between her knees, safely containing the mess so we didn’t need to clean up – again.

‘Are you cumming soon? I can’t take it any more!’

The final cue came from her pussy that was too tight to move into anymore, and I went all out with whatever strength I didn’t expect to have. The moment came in huge explosions into the condom between us, satisfying both our beasts as she came again to extract every drop out of my pumping cock.

Breathless and exhausted, I couldn’t move anymore after I dropped on the couch, while she was in a similar state next to me. We spent the next fifteen minutes removing the condom and cleaning ourselves up. Her shorts weren’t exactly the tight fitting ones, so she could wear them back, and the map on my shirt had almost disappeared.

We parted ways at the bus stop right outside the factory, but didn’t stop texting till we fell asleep. Since the both of us were working the next day, it won’t hurt to pack two condoms this time, right?