Unleashing the Forbidden: A Role-Playing Journey Through Guyugongzi and Zofei Mengnu

role play
(one)
“Madam, you don’t want your husband to lose his job, do you?”
It was a quiet afternoon when Mr. Zoffie read out the lines according to the setting. While he was working overtime and I was checking my phone, I suddenly saw this line. I knew it was a very specific routine, but I couldn’t figure it out in my head. This kind of play includes cheating, power and sex trading, and status dominance, and my face gets hot without realizing it.
So I grabbed his sleeve and said, “Mr. Zoffie, I have a transformation plan for an old couple.”
He glanced at me and said, “According to human calculations, we may be an old couple, but according to the Kingdom of Light’s calculations, our honeymoon should not be over yet.”
I started shaking his arm, “Ah ah ah, I don’t care, I don’t care, I just have a paly plan!”
“Okay,” he closed the light screen and looked at me, “Let’s talk about it.”
I directly raised the phone in front of him and blinked, so he read it out in his slightly puzzled and serious tone, “Madam, you don’t want your husband to lose his job, right?”
Although I had a hard time suppressing my laughter, I still got into the role in one second.
“That’s why I came here.” I let go of his arm uneasily, sat up straight, and looked at him in a suit and ties.
“Well, how can I help you?” He also entered the state instantly, with a concerned expression, but maintaining a polite and social tone.
“You can help me,” I said in a pitiful tone, “You also know that only you can keep him from leaving his job.”
“Who?” He pretended to be confused.
“My husband.” I bit my lip.
“Who is your husband?” He seemed to have difficulty recalling this person.
“It’s the one who invited you to my house for dinner last week to talk about work…” I helped him remember.
“Oh,” he interrupted me, “Madam, you misunderstood. I didn’t mean to fire him. I was just making personnel changes for the sake of the department.”
“It’s not a misunderstanding,” I tremblingly unbuttoned two collar buttons, “Please don’t let him leave his post, and I will repay you.”
His eyes fell on my exposed collarbone, and then he quickly looked away, as if he was insulted and said, “What are you doing?”
“I, I just obey your wishes,” I leaned closer to the armrest of the sofa, “that day, in the kitchen, when I was washing strawberries, you secretly touched my thigh… and you… …..”
Narrow space, hidden perspective, the husband in the living room is waiting for after-dinner fruits, while the guests pretending to wash their hands taste the hostess’s plump strawberries in advance, wandering back and forth in forced silence, and finally disappear in Ambiguity in the restless air.
Ripe strawberry juice filled her lips, and the guests, who had returned to their well-dressed appearance, sipped the remaining taste on her fingertips when she left the kitchen.
“Do you have any evidence?” Mr. Zoffie was very good at playing the scoundrel, especially with his righteous face, as if the accusation just now was just the imagination of a woman who was dissatisfied with her desires.
“You, it doesn’t matter if you deny it, as long as you show your dignity…” I squatted next to his knees and raised my face, “You can continue what you didn’t finish that day…”
(two)
From his perspective, the fragile and helpless lady trembled with her body, trying to calmly hold up her white chest, hoping to exchange herself for her husband’s chance to continue working. He seemed to understand his girl’s brain circuit. Human XP is really amazing. Lust must be linked to power and immorality, and in order to rationalize this excitement, it will also add the hat of dedication. In this case…
He stretched out a hand and patted her shoulder soothingly, “I didn’t do anything that day. Madam, you don’t have to be so scared. I’m just a little curious…”
His hands slowly traveled from her shoulders to her collarbone, “I just glanced at you that day, why did you get wet?”
Gudong, she swallowed unconsciously, as if his words aroused more reverie. How did he look at her? How did he know that he was wet? The scene that happened in the narrow kitchen became more and more concrete with his few strokes.
“You should know,” she seemed to have made up her mind, “I, I will do this as soon as I see you…”
“So, I didn’t force you to do this, but you just wanted it?” He touched her face and his eyes fell on her red lips.
“Yes.” She nodded and wanted to jump on his knees, but he easily avoided it, crossed her legs, and sat up straight.
He loosened his tie, took it off slowly, and put it aside. Then he unbuttoned his clothes, opened his shirt, exposed his tight chest muscles, and asked in a questioning tone, “When did you do it?” Are you thinking about me?”
“I, I…” She was a little flustered and began to perfect the setting of the story, “I came to deliver food to my husband that time, and I saw Captain Ziwei in the tea room…”
She licked her lips and looked at the bulge in his pants very openly, as if she had traced the shape of the thing through the thin fabric, “You look very painful…”
She came closer again, and this time she managed to get on his knees, showing a curious expression like a cat, while sniffing his scent, while she reached his lower abdomen.
Pretending to bump into it accidentally, he raised his head in panic and said, “It’s bigger than it looks.”
Sophie’s Adam’s apple rolled unconsciously. He resisted the urge to lift her up, hold her down and fuck her, and smiled, “How about comparing with your husband?”
He emphasized the word “husband”, but she had never called him this before. It was either a name or a job title. The name carried strong emotions, and the job title meant a joke. She also liked to imitate him when acting coquettishly. Those stinky brothers at home kept meowing like kittens.
For the sake of this script, he was actually willing to speak. Even though the person didn’t exist, he still felt unhappy for the first time in a long time.
“Nothing compares.” Her hands had already unzipped his pants, and there was a metallic sound. The erect penis was hard in the air. She greedily took the top of it in her mouth, with a vague expression. He said in an unclear tone, “He is impotent.”
One second, Zoffie’s scalp felt numb because of her sucking, and the next second, she almost couldn’t hold her breath because she said “impotence”. The little thing is possessed by a drama queen. But this line is a role play? Or is he venting his dissatisfaction about not having much time to spend with her?
“Oh?” He asked in a hoarse voice, rubbing her furry head, guiding her to adjust the intensity of her mouth, “You are such a poor lady, no wonder you eat so hard.”
The genitals pressed against the roof of her mouth, wrapped and squeezed by her tongue, and swelled more and more. She was half-kneeling, and her knees rubbed red marks on the floor. Because of this position, her hip-covering skirt was too high to cover her head. Holding her buttocks, her plump and round buttocks were rising higher and higher, as if wagging a non-existent tail, what a proud little thing.
He narrowed his eyes in comfort. She reached out and held the bottom of his genitals, rubbing the sensitive zone with her hands and mouth together. As her movements became more and more skillful, she would press it again and again in a bad way, causing him to swell and ache unbearably, and his lips and teeth overflowed. Sexy gasp, “Uh, huh.”
When she was about to reach the critical point, she raised her head sharply, vomited out her genitals, then rode on his lap and pushed him onto the soft chair. At the same time, her buttocks pressed unceremoniously against his swollen genitals. Under this unexpected impact, he leaked all over her skirt, and she took the initiative to hold his waist, bumping him around in imitation of sexual intercourse, while hooking his neck and kissing his face.
“Are you comfortable? Captain…” She shook her body and continued to pound hard, “Generally speaking, my husband is happy when he reaches this level. If he is still unhappy, he will beg me to play with his butt. ”
Sophie, “…”
(three)
I originally thought that I had completed my plan, and I felt so happy both physically and mentally. Just as I was about to end this pretending game, he grabbed my waist, stopped my movement, and sneered, ” How do you play with him?”
I looked at Mr. Zoffi, who was adding to the drama, in confusion, and moved my hands to his gluteal muscles and squeezed them, “That’s it.”
“It seems you really don’t know how.” He stood up holding my butt, threw me onto the sofa, and pressed me down from behind, “Madam, that mouth of yours hasn’t eaten yet. “
“If you do this, you will leave evidence!” I struggled deliberately.
Snap! He spanked my butt hard to stop me from moving around, then pulled off my skirt, and when he touched my soaked underwear, he smiled imperceptibly.
“It’s okay, I will send him far away so that he will not notice your cheating.”
“Wow, you are so immoral.” I yelled deliberately.
“Well, it’s just right for your dissatisfaction.” He balled up the tie and stuffed it into my mouth. “Good boy, don’t scream out in the workplace, be good.”
After saying that, he opened the gap in his underwear and stuffed his erect penis inside. The feeling of fullness and roughness came over him instantly. My lower abdomen contracted violently. I groaned. Seeing my face turned red, he put his hand around my waist. He rubbed the clitoris, put one hand around my armpit, held one breast, and squeezed hard with the heel of his palm, which quickly relieved the discomfort. He straightened his hips and inserted another length, watching me being stuffed. The bulging mouth looked like a hamster, and he let out a chuckle.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh…” I protested, but when I tried to speak I was stabbed a few times by him, and then I could only make unintelligible sounds.
Puff, puff, puff, the sound of liquid intertwining filled the ears of the two people. Perhaps in order to add a little more excitement to the story, Mr. Zoffi handed my mobile phone to me very dedicatedly.
“Your husband called you.”
When I was so confused, I half-raised my eyelids and looked at the caller ID. It was Zuo Fei, so I hummed twice and signaled him to hang up.
But he took the thing out of my mouth, then pressed the speakerphone, and whispered in my ear, “Tell your husband, you are working overtime and you won’t be able to come back tonight.”
The distance between the two mobile phones was less than two meters. Even so, the obscene popping sound from the loudspeaker still did not stop. If the “husband” really existed, he should have noticed the problem, but he was impotent and timid, so he Don’t dare.
I cleared my throat and tried to repeat this sentence in a normal tone. He seemed very satisfied and turned over and kissed my face, “What a good boy.”
Then he picked up the phone and hung up, saying in a calm tone, “Your husband seems to have found out.”
I,”……”
“What should I do?” Part of his body was still buried inside me, but he looked at me with an innocent face.
I gritted my teeth and said, “Kill him.”
Zuo Fei looked at me in surprise, “You hate him so much?”
Me, “Because he would run off to work halfway through sex. He has been unable to read for a long time and is still impotent. Ouch!”
Snap! Zuo Fei spanked my butt hard, and the area must have turned red. He pulled out his genitals fiercely, and finally took off his underwear, which was rubbed out of shape. He turned me over and spread my legs apart again. Interjected.
“You little thing, you’re talking too much.” He bit my shoulder, releasing his violence.
“Captain, are you finally going to stop acting?” I wrapped my legs around his waist, my hands around his back, and kept drawing circles.
“Well, let me deal with you first. Next time, I can play your unlucky husband.”
“Ah? Why?”
“Oh, impotence is a disease and needs to be cured, right?”
Why is his tone so terrifying! ! !
Submerged in the sea of desire, I also felt a chill on my back.