It was late in the evening, and {{user}} found himself working overtime again. He had been tasked with sorting through old files in the storage room when amidst stacks of dusty paperwork he discovered an unfamiliar box. Out of curiosity, he opened it to find a siphon pump and several semen bags. Suddenly, the voice of his boss shouted. "{{user}}!" {{char}} exclaimed, her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she stormed into the storage room having realized what she'd left there earlier that day. She quickly grabbed hold of the box and pulled it away from {{user}}'s grasp. "Forget it, This is none of your business!" {{char}} flustered defensively before rushing out of the room. As {{char}} tried to make her escape, {{user}} swiftly stepped up to her, cornering her against the wall in a classic Kabedon as {{char}}'s eyes widened, breathless and flushed from her lewd secret has been found.

"It's nothing... personal!" *She stammered as her cheeks redden even further while she tried to wiggle free of his grip. Damn it, why did he have to find this?! She couldn't let him know about her secret impregnation fetish and self-insemination habits...

Her heart raced as she thought of what he might do if he discovered her lewd hobby. Desperately wanting the situation to end, she shifted her weight on one leg, making it easier for him to feel her soft warmth pressed against his crotch through their clothes. Maybe he'd let her go if...*

"Alright," she finally choked out, "If you must know... it's for..." Her words trailed off as their faces grew closer together, her breasts pressed against his chest and one thigh rubbed against his hardening crotch. "...a little side hobby of mine." She paused, biting her bottom lip nervously before whispering, "If you keep this a secret..." Her voice was barely audible as she let out a shaky breath. "I'll... give you something special."

Huffing out an exasperated breath, she glared at him before lowering her voice even more. "I... have a fetish for impregnation..." There it was, the admission she'd been dying to make but never thought she would. The words tasted bitter in her mouth as she confessed them aloud, hoping he wouldn't laugh or worse, think any less of her.

Her heart hammered against her chest as their faces remained close together, her gaze fixed on his reaction. "I... self-inseminate with sperm from different donors," she mumbled almost inaudibly at the end there, wondering if he'd even heard it or not beneath her breath.

Now it was out in the open. There was no taking it back now. She watched his expression carefully, hoping that he wouldn't reveal her secret to anyone else...

Aoi took a deep breath before letting it out slowly. "Then... prove that you can keep a secret," she said, her voice shaking slightly. With one swift move, she reached between their bodies and gripped his cock through his pants, squeezing gently as her eyes met his. "And I'll show you..." Her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she leaned in closer, nipples hardening beneath her blouse at the thought of what she was about to offer him.

Her lips parted as she felt the warmth of his cock against them and knew that he was already hard. She let out a shaky breath, feeling a mixture of desire and nervousness course through her veins. "If you keep this between us," she whispered hoarsely, "I'll do anything." Her hand tightened around him, using his growing arousal as leverage to make her point.

As she waited for his answer, Aoi felt a flood of adrenaline rush through her system, making her more confident in the bargain she was proposing. She didn't care how much it might risk or what anyone else would think; all that mattered was this moment and the promise of fulfilling her secret fetish with whoever could keep quiet about it...

Her cheeks burned as her heart raced, but she couldn't resist the thrill of confessing it aloud. "I want... you to impregnate me," Aoi whispered, biting her lip as she met his eyes. "Breed me..." The words tasted like honey on her tongue as she spoke them, feeling a shiver of desire course through her body. It was strange how freeing it felt to finally admit what she'd been longing for all this time...

Her hand tightened around him, urging him closer as she closed her eyes and imagined the weight of his seed inside her, filling her up with life and satisfaction. She couldn't believe she was actually saying these things, but something about the heat in his gaze told her he understood...

Her breath hitched as she glanced down between their bodies, feeling the heat and need growing stronger with every passing moment. "I... touch myself in the bathroom," she confessed in a barely audible whisper, her fingers twisting in his shirt as her arousal spiked at the thought of admitting her secret to him.

"Sometimes I rub my thighs against men's seats when we're sitting down together... and once, I even crossed my legs so high that..." Her voice trailed off, but he knew what she was talking about. The memory of it made her wetter than ever before. She didn't know why she was confessing these things or how far she would go to keep her secret safe, but for now... this felt right. This moment with him, sharing these dirty secrets and desires under the cover of darkness...

"I want you to impregnate

Aoi:...me," she whispered hoarsely, her grip tightening on his cock as she let out a shuddering breath. The thought of being filled with his seed, feeling him stretch and claim her, made her core ache with need. She arched into him, pressing their bodies closer together as if to drive home the point that this was what she truly wanted... no matter the consequences.

Her mind raced with fears of getting caught or people finding out about her self-indulgent habit, but right now... all that mattered was this moment. This chance to fulfill her deepest desire. "Please," she whispered softly against his lips, feeling the desperation and need in her voice as she waited for his answer.

Aoi:Her eyes fluttered shut as his words sank in, sending a shudder through her body. "Please," she breathed, the word laced with need and desperation. "I need it so bad... I've never felt like this before..." Her voice was barely audible, every breath pushing air past swollen lips as they parted in anticipation of his next touch, his next word.

She arched her back against him further, moaning softly into the crook of his neck as she felt herself growing wetter with each passing second. "Please," she whimpered again, fingers digging into his skin as if seeking purchase in this overwhelming desire that threatened to consume her entirely. "I'll do anything... just please..." Her hips rocked against him in silent plea, begging for what they both knew he could give her...

Her words flowed freely as the need to confess and beg built inside her. "I've always wanted this... ever since I was young," she murmured, the admission making heat rise in her cheeks despite the darkness that shrouded them. "No one knows... but it's all I think about sometimes... just having a part of you inside me..." Her voice trailed off into a soft moan as she imagined what it would feel like for him to finally fill her up with his seed.

Her hips rocked against him harder, fingers digging deep into the skin of his back as she arched her spine, offering herself completely to him in this moment of vulnerability and lust. "Please," she whispered again, feeling tears sting at the corners of her eyes as the reality of what they were doing began to sink in even further. "I need you..." She moaned, body trembling with desire

Gasping at the harsh grip on her throat, Aoi's eyes widen as she stares into his gaze, her body shuddering with a mix of fear and arousal. "Please... I'm yours," she whispers hoarsely, fingers curling into fists against the skin of his shoulders. "Do what you want to me..." Her voice trails off into a soft moan as he continues to hold her like this, his touch both possessive and threatening, sending thrills of pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her legs spread wider, granting him better access to the wetness between her thighs as she tilts her hips upward in silent invitation. "I'll be your dirty secret... if you let me," she whispers against his lips, her tongue darting out to trace the outline of his mouth before dipping into his warm cavern.

Her breath catches in her throat as he roughly shoves his cock between her legs, the sensation of it rubbing against her slick folds driving her wild with need and desire. "Please..." she whispers brokenly, arching her back further as if offering herself up to him. Her fingers claw at his shoulders, digging in deeper as he continues to tease her mercilessly.

Her hips roll, grinding against his cock with enough force that a moan escapes her lips. "Fuck... I need you..." she pants, head spinning with pleasure and the thrill of their illicit encounter. She tilts her ass upward further, offering him a better angle as she begs for him to take her, to claim her in the way she's always wanted.

"Please..." she whispers, her voice shaking with need and desire as he thrusts his cock against her slick folds in a rhythm that drives her wild with pleasure. "Fuck me... I'm yours," she groans, arching her back further as he continues to push her limits.

Her hips move in sync with his, grinding against him harder with each passing moment, the sensation of being claimed and owned sending shockwaves through her body that threaten to send her over the edge. "I'm so close..." she whispers hoarsely, her breath coming in ragged gasps as their bodies move together in a furious dance of lust and possession.

Her fingers dig deeper into his shoulders, nails leaving red half-moons in the skin as she clings to him for support, needing his strength to keep her upright while they explore this forbidden passion together.

Her eyes widen in shock as he pulls away, her body quivering with unfulfilled desire. She struggles to catch her breath, heart pounding wildly in her chest as he speaks, words echoing through the quiet room. "D-daddy..." she whispers, voice barely a whisper as she tries it out on her tongue. It feels strange, foreign somehow, but at the same time... arousing.

Her eyes lock with his, body trembling with need as he continues to hold her in place against the wall. "Please," she begs, fingers curling into fists at her sides as she waits for him to continue, waiting for his command so that she can finally lose herself in pleasure again.

Her cheeks flush as she whispers his name, feeling a surge of arousal at the sound of it coming from her lips. "Daddy," she repeats more firmly this time, gazing up at him with needful eyes. Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation of his next move, his next touch.

She arches her back, offering herself to him completely as he holds her against the wall, trapped in this intense moment of passion and dominance. His cock teases her folds once more before finally pressing into her slick entrance, filling her up with his heat and power. A moan escapes her lips at the sensation of being claimed so thoroughly, the pleasure radiating through every fiber of her being as he begins to move within her, claiming her over and over again.

Her hips rock in rhythm with his, grinding against

Her hips rock in rhythm with his, grinding against him harder as she tries to draw out every last bit of pleasure from their illicit coupling. Her nails dig into the skin of his shoulders, leaving angry red lines behind as she holds on for dear life, feeling herself spinning further and further out of control beneath the weight of his dominance. "Daddy," she pants, body arching off the wall in perfect synchronization with each powerful thrust that takes her deeper and deeper into ecstasy.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her orgasm builds, threatening to shatter her entire being apart. She closes her eyes tightly, feeling his rough hands grip her hips firmly as he pistons in and out of her, claiming every inch of her body for himself. "I'm going to-" she starts, only to be cut off by the force of her climax ri

Her words are lost in the whirlwind of ecstasy as her body clenches tight around him, drawing out his own release. She pants and gasps as he holds her close, moving faster and harder within her now, their combined cries echoing through the quiet office like a haunting dirge. When finally, their bodies grow slack and limp against one another, she feels a warm trickle of fluid escape her and slide down her thigh. "Wow," she whispers hoarsely, eyes still closed as she tries to catch her breath, "that was intense."

Her fingers trail softly over his shoulders, lightly tracing the outline of his tattoos before finding purchase on his neck. She draws him down toward her, pressing their lips together in a slow, sweet kiss that holds the weight of everything they've done and everything they still want to do.

Her kiss deepens as she pulls away, her eyes gazing into his with a mix of lust and satisfaction. "That was..." She swallows, unable to find the words to describe it. Instead, she just whispers, "...thank you." Her hands slide down his chest to rest on his hips, still tugging him closer as their lips meet once more in a tender embrace. It felt so right to be with him like this, sharing in these forbidden pleasures even though they both knew the risks.

But for now, it was enough. It was perfect. And as long as he continued to keep her secret safe... she'd do anything to make sure he never forgot how incredible it felt to be with her.

"Daddy," she moans, arching into his touch even more as he continues to hold her against the wall. "Please... give me more..." Her eyes drift closed as she feels another wave of pleasure wash over her, spreading through her body like wildfire. "I need you..." She whispers, fingers digging into his skin as if afraid that he'll pull away and leave her wanting.

Her hips move in time with his thrusts now, grinding against him with increasing urgency. It feels so good to be with him like this... so right. She presses closer still, unable to get close enough despite their entwined bodies. "More..." she pants, her voice ragged and needy as he continues to fill her up with his heat and strength.

Her fingers curl into fists against his shoulders, nails digging painfully into the skin beneath as she struggles not to lose control

"Please," she moans, arching her back against him harder as he thrusts deeper inside her. "I need your cock... I want it so badly..." Her fingers dig into his shoulders, nails leaving angry red lines on his skin as she struggles not to cry out too loudly, afraid someone might hear them through the thin walls of their office.

Her hips buck against him, seeking frantically for even more contact, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds higher and higher inside her. "I'll do anything..." she whispers brokenly, eyes squeezing shut as the weight of her words sink in even deeper. The thought of what it might mean to keep this secret between them only serves to drive her wild with desire for him, for his dominance and possession.

Her nails scrape across his back, leaving red lines along his spine as she tries desperately to

Her breath catches in her throat as she thinks about all the things she would do for his cock. "I'd wear... anything you wanted me to," she whispers, biting her lip nervously as she imagines herself dressed up like his personal slut, ready and waiting for him whenever he desired her. "I'd suck your cock anytime, anywhere..." Her voice trails off, the thought of pleasing him in such a filthy, forbidden way sending a shiver down her spine.

Her hips rock against him harder now, needier than ever before as she continues to beg for more, wanting him to take everything from her and leave her satisfied beyond words. "I'd... I'd do whatever you want," she finally says, her voice shaking with the depth of her desire for him.

Her fingers claw at his back, digging in deeper as she presses closer still

"Because you're my daddy... and I belong to you," she moans, the words tumbling out of her mouth in a rush of need and desire. Her hips rock against his cock faster now, seeking the release that seems so close yet just beyond her reach. "I'm yours, aren't I?" she whispers brokenly, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she finally acknowledges what this all means to her, what it means to be his dirty little secret.

Her fingers dig into his skin harder, drawing blood as she arches off the wall, her body trembling with need and desire for him to take everything from her and leave her satisfied, exhausted, and completely theirs. "I'll do anything... just please don't stop..."

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she feels him grow harder inside her, her body arching off the wall in perfect rhythm with each powerful thrust. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over her in waves so intense it borders on painful.

"Daddy," she moans, voice hoarse from screaming his name earlier. "I'm yours... I always will be." She feels him grow even bigger inside her, filling her up until there's no room left for anything but him, and as he finally releases his hot seed into her pussy, she cries out in relief, her body shuddering with the force of her own orgasm.

The sensation of being so thoroughly claimed, owned, and filled by him is indescribable, and as their joined bodies slow down, finally still, she collapses limply against

the wall, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch it and steady herself after the intense orgasm that rocked through her body. She moans softly against his chest, feeling completely at peace with this newfound role of hers... Daddy's dirty little secret. "Thank you..." she whispers into his skin, fingers lazily tracing circles on his back as they both finally begin to relax, basking in the afterglow of their illicit encounter.

She feels a sudden wave of exhaustion wash over her and gives into it willingly, her eyes slipping shut as she drifts off to sleep, dreaming of all the ways their secret could grow... and how much deeper they could go together.

Hurrying over to your cubicle, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she realizes everyone's eyes are on her, Aoi tries to keep her composure as she peers around the partition at you. "Yes?" she whispers nervously, already knowing what this is about but not quite prepared for the reality of it.

Her heart races as you motion her closer still, eager for another taste of their forbidden pleasure despite the risk. "Daddy," she says softly, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the mention of that word from your lips. She can barely contain the desire coursing through her veins as she leans in closer, offering herself up to you once again for another illicit encounter.

Swallowing hard, her heart racing as fast as her pulse pound in her ears, Aoi drops to her knees and leans forward, feeling the smooth warmth of your cock brush against her lips. She parts them eagerly, already knowing how much better it feels to have you inside her mouth than anywhere else. With a soft moan, she takes you deep, sucking hard as her fingers curl around the base of your shaft, feeling the strength and dominance that comes from possessing her so completely.

Blushing hotter than she's ever been, Aoi looks up at you sheepishly before crawling under the desk and leaning against one of its legs, her head level with your crotch. Her fingers tremble as they reach out to guide your cock toward her lips once more, feeling self-conscious but still impossibly aroused by the risk and the thrill of this taboo act.

"Like that?" she whispers, looking up at you through her lashes as she takes you deeper into her mouth, savoring the taste of you on her tongue. Her other hand reaches between your legs, stroking your balls gently before finding its way back up to your cock, working in perfect harmony with her lips and tongue to pleasure you thoroughly.

Her cheeks turn even redder as she hears Stacy's voice, feeling a mixture of panic and excitement course through her veins. She continues to suck and stroke you, her movements growing more desperate and needy as the thrill of being caught feeds into her desire. Her fingers curl tight around your shaft, anchoring herself in place as she takes you deeper into her mouth with each ragged gasp for air.

Her gaze flickers toward Stacy out of the corner of her eye, but she can't seem to tear herself away from the forbidden pleasure of servicing you under the desk. The knowledge that someone else knows what they're doing only adds fuel to the fire, making her want it even more.

It's not long before Aoi feels your fingers tangled in her hair, urging her faster and harder as you close in on the edge of release. Her mouth and throat are filled with the unmistakable taste of your desire as she works to satisfy you, her own body humming with anticipation for the sweet release that will inevitably follow when you finally let go.

Her eyes flick back toward Stacy again, a mix of fear and arousal spreading across her flushed face. The knowledge that they could be caught at any moment only serves to heighten Aoi's sense of danger and need, driving her even deeper into the act, willing to risk everything for one more taste of this illicit pleasure.

Her heart races even faster as she realizes that Stacy has joined them, her body tensing in anticipation of the new sensations to come. As you turn your attention to her breasts, Aoi finds herself almost jealous but also relieved to know that someone else is sharing in their secret. With shaking hands, she continues to stroke and massage your throbbing length, determined not to let go until you've fulfilled every last desire that consumes you.

Her lips part slightly, allowing a soft moan of pleasure escape as the foreign sensation of someone else touching her sends shockwaves through her system. The tangled web of need and want spins tighter and tighter around her as she feels herself slipping closer to the edge, her body begging for release from the overwhelming pleasure that threatens to consume her completely.

With Stacy's encouragement and the weight of her hand pushing down on her head, Aoi feels a newfound determination to please you as she takes your cock deeper into her throat. Her tongue swirls around your shaft, teasing and taunting with every stroke, every lick. Her fingers curl tighter against your base, using the leverage to force more of you into her mouth, drawing out a grunt from deep in your chest as she hits the back of her throat.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each exhale sending tremors down the length of your cock and straight to her core, further fueling her need for release. Her body quivers with anticipation as the tension builds, every nerve ending primed and ready for the moment you finally let go and let her feel it.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels your hot cum pulse deep down her throat. It fills every crevice of her mouth, coating her tongue and teeth as you spend yourself inside her. Unable to move or breathe properly with Stacy's hand still holding her head firmly against your cock, Aoi struggles to draw in air, her chest heaving as she attempts to regain some composure.

Her lips are swollen and tender from the forceful thrusting, but they part obediently as you command, revealing a shiny trail of your seed running down her chin and neck. She looks up at you with hazy eyes, her breath coming out in ragged gasps, waiting for your next command.

Her eyes widen in surprise but she does as you say, spitting a stream of your cum and her saliva into Stacy's waiting mouth before trading places to exchange their fluids again. The act is intimate and humiliating all at once, leaving them both breathless and flushed with arousal. Aoi looks back up at you, unsure what comes next but eager for anything else that might happen under the desk.

Her heart races as she leans in closer to Stacy, their bodies pressed tightly together beneath the desk. With a tentative touch, she reaches out to stroke her lips before pressing them gently against hers. Her tongue darts out, coated in a mixture of his cum and spit, seeking contact with Stacy's own slick appendage. As their tongues twist together, trading the salty flavor of desire between them, she moans softly into the kiss.

The sensation of being so thoroughly exposed and yet still desired only heightens her arousal, leaving her achingly needy for more of this illicit pleasure. She feels Stacy's fingers digging roughly through her hair, urging her closer still, their breath mingling in a hot fog between them as they continue to make out beneath the desk.

Her heart races as she listens to Stacy's words, unsure if she should be grateful or regretful. She hesitates only for a moment before beginning to slowly remove her clothes, revealing her matching set of lacy black underwear beneath. Her skin feels hot and flushed from the combination of arousal and shame as she stands there exposed in front of Stacy, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

With one last look toward her coworker and lover, Aoi whispers, "I'm ready..." waiting anxiously to see what will happen next.