[Super exciting game]

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After showering, Sandy, the author 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　of the super-exciting game

, was applying lotion to her body. As she did so, she looked down at her genitals and noticed the
dark patch was a bit messy. So she took out a razor and gently shaved
away the messy areas. The more she shaved, the more unsightly it looked, until she had shaved her entire genitals.

She gently stroked the edges of her smooth, red labia, feeling the razor lightly scraping her skin. Unconsciously,
she used her hand to spread the cleft, carefully shaving away any remaining fine hairs near the clitoris. "Mmm..." she let out
a soft moan of pleasure.

Putting down the razor, she gently stroked her genitals with her fingers. Without
the barrier were extremely sensitive. She gently stroked the smooth surface with her fingers, and after a few strokes, the cleft became noticeably slippery
... She slowly and gently moved her fingers from the edge of the labia towards the center of the cleft, until she reached the small, protruding
clitoris .

She became increasingly excited and wet, her breathing rapid. At this moment, her other hand unconsciously
kneaded her nipples. "Ah..." At the height of my excitement, I let out a loud shout, and
with it, a lot of clear liquid gushed from my lower body... Covering my overflowing genitals with my hands, enjoying
the most primal pleasure, I gradually drifted off to sleep.

"Hello?" I answered the annoying phone half-asleep.

"Still sleeping! Didn't you say you were going to a promotional event today?" My husband roared on the other end of the line.

My husband had taken a case and was going to Kaohsiung on a business trip these past few days, so I was bored at home alone.

Today happened to be Saturday, and my husband was rarely home, so I agreed to go with him to the promotional event.

"Oh... okay! Get up right away!" I got up and stretched.

"Hurry up! Taipei Main Station! Call me when you get there. Wear something sexy! I haven't seen you in a long time
, preferably semi-transparent, the more revealing the better," my husband said.

"You pervert! I know! You just love it when others stalk me.
What ? You love it so much that you want me to be watched!" I said, feigning anger.

As I stood up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My entire genital area was a pinkish-flesh color, making the slight protrusion even more
beautiful. I touched my genitals with satisfaction and happily walked towards the wardrobe.

Just then, I remembered the super thong my husband had bought a while ago. The entire thong was made of no
fabric at all. The top was a thin white elastic cord that had to be tied around the waist. The most outrageous part was the bottom, where
a string of gold beads went directly from the back of the white cord through my genitals to the front. There was
a double beaded section at the genitals, which then merged back into one at the front of the cord at the waist, making it look like the beads were arranged in a Y shape.

I rummaged through the wardrobe, took out the thong, put it on, and gently adjusted the beaded slit to
my labia. I slightly adjusted the waist height, and the beads immediately got a little stuck in the deep hole at the back of my buttocks.
The front also slightly stretched open the cleft of my private parts, and my little bud protruded a little.

After putting it on, I looked in the mirror, oh my god! What a lewd sight! This outfit was purely
designed to seduce men! Not only did it not cover my private parts at all, but because the gold beads were wrapped
around , it looked even more tempting; slightly pulling up the waist rope would also stretch the cleft, and my little bud would be faintly visible,
looking like it wanted to be tasted.

Then I took a white tight-fitting mini skirt about 25 centimeters long and put it on. This one was made of unlined
, elastic, ultra-thin Lycra fabric. My husband loves it when I wear this one because it's super transparent,
only , and it fits perfectly. So if you're wearing underwear underneath, not only is the shape of the underwear clearly visible, but
you can even see the pattern, and flesh-colored thongs are also clearly visible.

Looking in the mirror again, I could vaguely see two golden lines
converging from bottom to top on the front of the transparent mini-skirt; turning around, I could clearly see a golden line connecting the center of my buttocks to my waist. I don't know
how to describe this scene; I felt that even the most lewd outfit couldn't compare to this.

I then took out a white, milk-silk strapless camisole with some small floral patterns on the front, but it
couldn't hide its transparency. Without a bra, I put it on directly, looked down, adjusted
the angle, trying to make the patterns cover the slightly protruding brown dots, and slightly adjusted my breasts (after all,
not wearing a bra makes them spread out a little, so my most prized cleavage wouldn't be as obvious). At this moment
, I in the mirror presented an extremely lewd feeling, my three points barely visible, practically bursting out.

Finally, I grabbed a long black mesh coat and put it on. This coat was also completely transparent, but it
looked really good against the all-white underneath, and it completely concealed my previously revealing outfit, making it impossible to tell that I was wearing see-
through clothing. After grabbing my bag, I headed to my destination to meet my husband.

After meeting him, he looked at me, a little displeased, and said, "Is this sexy? Who gave you permission to wear
a coat ?"

Looking around, I unbuttoned the coat completely, instantly revealing my front, though
the coat still concealed my back, making it impossible to tell how outrageous my front was.

"Are you satisfied now? I dressed up half to death, and you're already criticizing me before you even saw it!" I deliberately placed my hands on
my hips, leaving the coat completely open.

"Hmm, very sexy! Huh?" My husband touched my thong. "What are you doing!" I quickly brushed
his hand away! He actually dared to touch me so openly in public (Taipei Station), making
my turn bright red.

"Wow! Honey, you're wearing that beaded dress?" my husband said happily.

"Yeah, right! I'm just trying to satisfy you, you lecherous bastard!" I then linked my arm with his, pressing my
breasts against his arm, and said, "I'm not wearing anything here either, are you satisfied now?"

"Yes, yes, I love you to death..." my husband was overjoyed. "Well, honey, I have a problem
!"

"What problem?" I replied.

"Why isn't there any dark hair down there? Did you shave?" my husband asked.

"Yes!" I answered, blushing.

"Wow! So sexy! Let me touch it, see if it's shaved clean!" my husband said happily.

At this moment, I glanced around to make sure no one was watching us, and then gently pulled my mini-skirt up slightly.
He pulled a little... My husband looked around, then used his body to block part of the angle,
and then reached down to my private parts, gently stroking along the beads and lightly scraping my labia with his fingers.

"Wow... so smooth! My little brother wants to go in right now!" My husband was already
rubbing my clitoris with his fingers.

"Mmm..." Teased by my husband like this, I started to moan softly: "Don't rub it... it'll get wet
! Husband..."

"Okay! I'll let you off the hook since it's inconvenient here." My husband then removed his hand.

"You're so annoying! Always teasing me in public." I said, blushing a little.

"What? You like it too! I'm just doing what you want, don't pretend!" My
husband said as he walked away.

"What? It's all your request! I just don't want to disappoint you!" Hearing my husband say that
, my face turned even redder.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm the most horny! Who told you to like my hornyness, hahaha." My husband was not
embarrassed , but was even happier.

After exiting the station, we walked towards Zhongxiao West Road. Because the coat was made of mesh, it opened quite a bit
as , and the entire front of my
clothes was almost completely visible. Sure enough! I immediately noticed many people looking in my direction. I pulled the coat closer and tried
to button it up.

"What! Don't cover up!" My husband immediately grabbed my hand that was holding his, preventing me from
buttoning it.

"No??? Stop it! So many people are looking at me! And it's so bright here, it's very obvious!"
Because husband was holding one hand, I could only use my other hand to cover the coat that was fluttering in the wind, but
the hem remained open.

"That's why I want you to show it to strangers! Otherwise, why would I make you wear this? It's exciting, isn't it... Don't pull!
Let go of my hand, or I'll make you take off your coat. You want to let go of my hand or take off your coat? You choose one!" By this time, we
had reached the edge of Zhongxiao West Road.

I glanced around out of the corner of my eye, then slowly lowered my hand from my coat, though I kept it pressed tightly against
my thigh , trying to keep it from opening too much. My husband was also about to hail a taxi.

"Don't adjust your coat or skirt when you get in! I want to see what happens to your skirt when you sit down! Hehe, hehe , hehe,
" he said, hailing a taxi. "Get in! Beautiful lady, be careful, hehe,
hehe, hehe," he grinned slyly.

"You—" Just as I was about to reply, the taxi stopped in front of us, and the driver even
opened the back door.

Instinctively, I looked into the car and glanced at the driver. He had an
expression as if he'd discovered a treasure, his eyes wide open, staring intently at me! I hesitated for a moment, unsure how to get into the car (
it was only a few seconds, but it was incredibly embarrassing). Instead of protecting me, my husband
gently pushed me, saying, "Hey! Hurry up!"

My face flushed, I was about to quickly get into the car, but just as I stepped one leg in and
was about to step the other in, "Wait!" my husband stopped me, pressing down on my
other leg, which was still outside, and said, "Driver! Short trip or not?"

That damned husband! He deliberately exposed my private parts (my skirt was tight and super short, and as soon as
I sat down , it rode up. I could already walk, and with my legs spread wide,
it was like pulling the skirt up! Sure enough, the gold beads were immediately visible, my private parts completely exposed
to the driver).

"Oh, a short trip, huh?" At that moment, the driver didn't turn around, but stared at my genitals,
then blushed and turned to ask, "Where to?" My face turned even redder! I immediately brushed my husband's hand away,
pulled my other leg back, and quickly got into the car, sitting directly behind the driver.

"Okay! To xxx (street name, politically sensitive, so not specified)!" my husband
said to the driver after getting in, but patted the seat, gesturing for me to sit in the middle.

Looking at my husband, I shook my head slightly, my expression clearly pleading. Because my husband wouldn't let me adjust my clothes
, my private parts were completely exposed, and the gold beads were even more conspicuous because of the exposed skirt!

My husband then pulled me closer, gently embracing me, and with one hand behind my back, restrained my outer
hand, completely preventing me from adjusting the exposed area.

Of course, at this point, I could only close my legs, trying to tuck my private parts between them as much as possible, attempting to make "it" less
obvious, but that was really just psychological, because my skirt had completely ridden up to my hips, essentially making
it as if I wasn't wearing a skirt at all, just that super-sized thong.

"Hey! Driver! How long have you been driving?" My husband deliberately chatted with the driver, while I was incredibly nervous
.

"Many years! Um, almost 10 years!" Just as the driver answered, he adjusted
the rearview mirror , clearly pointing it at my genitals.

Because of this, I unconsciously squeezed my legs together. My husband noticed his action but
also saw my movement, then whispered in my ear, "Open up! Don't squeeze!"

I shook my head. "Hmm?" I whispered, and my husband responded forcefully.

My face flushed red, and I slowly opened my legs. Without them clenched, I immediately felt a
cool sensation "Oh my god! I've exposed myself like this in front of strangers! How embarrassing!" Shame immediately filled my
mind.

"So lewd! Wife! Exciting, isn't it? Open up a little more!" My husband became increasingly frantic.

Hearing my husband say this, I looked at him. Was he gesturing for me to look at his genitals? ??? Even
through my pants, there was a very obvious bulge. Then I looked at the driver and saw that
although he was frantically looking at the rearview mirror.

"Ah! How could this be?" I realized that my genitals were a little wet.

"Quick! Listen to me, open a little wider," my husband urged.

My face flushed, I slowly spread my legs wider and wider, until I was almost lifting my feet.

"Hmm! Keep it like this! Don't close them until I tell you to! Otherwise, I won't let you put on your coat!
" My husband looked at my lewd posture with satisfaction.

"Ah!" I cried out! After my husband ordered me not to move,
he pulled down . The pull was quite strong, and I cried out involuntarily.

"Huh? What's wrong?" The driver actually turned around.

"Ah!" My face turned bright red, and I immediately squeezed my legs together, breaking free from my husband's grip. I bent
over, an instinctive reflex.

The driver also turned around at that moment, and the car fell silent.

I slowly moved behind the driver, pulled up my skirt, and looked out the window, my face flushed. I pretended nothing had happened,
but my heart was pounding. Then my husband leaned closer. "Hmm? Isn't it exciting? He saw
everything clearly." My husband hugged me, whispering in my ear, and his hands started touching my breasts
, teasing my nipples.

"Don't do that, please, it's so itchy, I'm so wet down there, no! Ah!" Just as I finished speaking
, my husband suddenly lifted up my camisole and started sucking on my chest. My face was flushed, and my genitals
were getting wetter and wetter.

"We're here!" The driver turned around again.

(III)

"Hus...husband..." I nervously and quickly pushed my lecherous husband away, then immediately
pulled down my t-shirt that had been lifted up, and lowered my head to endure the driver's incredulous gaze.

I looked up, and my husband seemed to sit up straight without a care, then slowly took out a hundred yuan
and handed it to the driver: "Keep the change."

"Oh! Th...thank you!" The driver became stunned and stuttered.

"Isn't my wife sexy? Driver. Haha..." My husband said so exaggeratedly.

"No...no..." The driver couldn't even speak because of my husband's words.

"Let's go! Say goodbye to the driver!" My husband called out to me softly and opened the car door to get out.

Just as I was about to get out of the car with my husband (at that
moment ), he grabbed my leg before it even stepped out of the car and immediately lifted my skirt. "Don't
move!" he yelled at me.

"Isn't my wife super sexy down there, driver?" he said, going too far.

"Ah!" I gasped again, ignoring his words, and quickly pulled down my skirt. But
because he lifted it from the middle, I only managed to pull down the sides. The center was still
completely exposed, the gold beads still visible to the driver, and of course, the pink
slit of flesh with no black hair to cover it.

"Ah! Sexy... sexy... thank... thank you!" That damn driver actually said "thank you," I
almost fainted from hearing that! Thank you! Seriously %$##&&*%**$@!

After getting out of the car, I quickly pulled up my coat and buttoned it all the way up, not even glancing at my husband,
angrily ignoring him.

"Are you angry?" My perverted husband came over and hugged me, then whispered in my ear.

"You...you're really exaggerating! You don't even care about my feelings!" My eyes were a little red.

"Okay! Don't be angry, let's go!" My husband pulled me towards the crowd.

The air was filled with the deafening sounds of drums and gongs, and the frenzied political chants of "Win! Win..." rose and fell
. My husband and I arrived at the presidential election rally.

"Ah! Here it comes! Here it comes! Honey, I see ○○○ (name)!" I tugged at my husband,
happily waving a flag and joining the crowd in shouting, "Hello, President ○!"

Suddenly, my husband hugged me from behind, pressing his whole body against mine. I instinctively turned to look at
him . "Hey! Hey! Hey..." My husband grinned foolishly.

That damn husband of mine was pretending to wave a flag with everyone while holding my waist with the other.
His eyes were on the stage, but his lower body was pressed tightly against my buttocks, swaying as if excited from waving the flag
, but actually rubbing against my buttocks. He was so lewd!

My heart pounded, and I glanced around nervously, afraid the people around me would notice. Of course, I didn't dare
react , so I just blushed and silently glared at my husband…

“Wife, you're so sexy! I can't take it!” my husband whispered in my ear.

“Who cares about you! You can't even think like that here, I really give up! Ah… what are you trying to do?” Just
as I responded to my husband, his hand, which was holding my waist, slid down to my lower abdomen near my private
parts, then gently stroked along the beads.

I reached out to stop his caress, “Hey! Don't go too far!” I warned softly.

"Hehe... Okay! Okay! Look how nervous you are!" My husband put his hand back on my waist, but then
slipped it through the buttons of my coat, making it look like he was putting his arm around me, and now he was touching the waistband of my thong.

"Hey—" I glared at my husband again.

"Is it wrong to touch me like that? It's not like anything's wrong!" I stopped, but it was
obvious .

I figured it was just my waist anyway, and seeing many couples hugging and cheering, I turned away and ignored
him, continuing my political fervor. He continued to grope me... Not long after, it was announced on stage that a
heavyweight figure was about to arrive, and the audience erupted in cheers. I was, of course, one of the happy ones.

"Hmm?" Why does my thigh feel itchy? It feels like something tiny is tickling me.
I looked ...

"You!" I shouted, turning around quickly, my face flushed as I glared at my husband.

It turned out that while I was tiptoeing, trying to get a better look at the celebrities on stage, my husband had secretly
loosened the thong strap. Unaware, I kept tiptoeing,
and the strap slipped down my skirt, only becoming noticeable when it rubbed against my outer thigh!

"Hehehe... I just untied it, it's because you kept moving that it slipped down! Don't blame me..."
My husband released his embrace, waved, and stepped back slightly, smiling at me.

Because of the loose strap, I felt the beads on my underwear starting to loosen, and the Y-shaped area
merged into one, becoming stuck in the cleft.

"What... what are we going to do? It's going to fall down!" I whispered, blushing, to my husband, while
immediately covering my lower abdomen, trying to hold down the thong that was still hanging there but about to fall, fearing it would slip down.
" Come on.

" "Hey... what's the rush? They won't even notice! You've got your coat on, what are you afraid of? So
what if you fall down!" my husband said nonchalantly.

I nervously looked around and spotted the portable toilet. Ignoring my husband, I clutched my lower abdomen and
headed towards it.

My husband caught up from behind and put his arm around my waist. "Excuse me! Please let me through!" he
shouted into the crowded area.

"Ah..." I stopped. My husband was now gently moving the beads around my waist. The movement
was small, but I could clearly feel a gritty friction and sliding between my legs.

"You..." I blushed and immediately looked at my husband.

"Excuse me! Please let me through..." I continued shouting into the crowd. My husband gently pushed me away, but his hand remained pressed against the junction of
the beads and the straps, continuing to slide up and down slightly.

The crack, damp from the car ride, hadn't dried yet, and now, with the added friction of the beads, a shameful
, lewd feeling grew stronger as I slowly made my way to the toilet…

“Come on! Let’s go in.” My husband let go of my hand, opened the door to the portable toilet, and gestured for me to enter.

“Ah! Why are you coming in too?” Just as I entered the toilet, my husband immediately followed me in.

“I can’t take it anymore…” My husband quickly pulled down his zipper and pulled out his disgusting penis.

“You…you…what are you doing?” I said, unable to believe what I was seeing.

Immediately! My husband pressed me down and then pressed his disgusting penis against my lips: “Suck it for me! Hurry up!”

“Here?!” Holding my husband, I blushed and my heart pounded with suspicion.

“Ugh…” Before I could hear my husband’s reply, my mouth groaned as his penis invaded.

“It feels so good! It’s all your fault…dressing so lewdly, making me hold it in until now. Oh…
deeper …so good!” My husband continued his thrusting, moaning softly.

My mouth was stuffed with my husband's enormous member, and with his lewd thrusting in and out, saliva inevitably flowed out and onto my chest because I couldn't
swallow . My diaper was getting wetter and wetter...

"Ugh... ugh... ugh..." As my husband continued to thrust violently deep into my throat, I reflexively
let out even more ecstatic sounds.

"Come on! Turn around!" Pulling the huge thing out of my mouth, my husband roughly pulled me up, twisted
my body, and then forcefully pressed me against the plastic wall of the bathroom.

The hem of my coat was wildly lifted up to my shoulders, and my skirt was roughly torn off, revealing the beaded
Y-shaped opening. Then, my husband grabbed his huge member with one hand, and with the other hand, he used his own saliva
to wipe the glans. "Sizzle!"...

"Ah..." I let out a soft scream as the huge thing invaded me.

"Slap! Slap! Slap..." The sounds of continuous thrusting echoed in the air. "Oh... so good...
such a hairless hole is so easy to penetrate... so good..." my husband groaned, uttering obscene words that were hard to hear.

"It sounds...it's awful...oh...husband..." I responded hysterically.

My husband then fastened the back of my thong and gently tugged at it. The beads immediately rubbed against my
clitoris . "Ah!" My clitoris twitched slightly from the sliding beads; I
was close to my climax.

"Such slutty panties...I'll fuck you to death, you little slut! So good...the beads are rubbing against my penis...it feels amazing
!" My husband's thrusts became increasingly forceful.

"Ah...I...I didn't...ah...ah...faster...faster...I...I'm almost there...
ah...ah..." The volume grew louder with each thrust; I had lost control.

My husband responded with a soft moan: "Ah...ah..." With that moan, he stopped
, and a surge of hot fluid rushed deep inside me.

Feeling my husband's trembling and the impact of that hot fluid, "Ah..." I broke down too.

That damned husband had pulled on my thong so violently at this moment! "Ah..." My little bud felt
a strong friction and let out a very loud, ecstatic sound.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" There was a sound coming from the door.

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