My exhibitionism

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My Exhibitionist Desires
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Everyone, more or less, has longed for a romantic and unforgettable love affair—even if it's as fleeting as the mournful
cry of a cicada in summer, it's enough to savor for a lifetime. It's not about having possessed it, or about forever, but about
the feelings in dreams, the memories, and the proof of a selfless investment.

Desire needs to be aroused; it's like a fish in the deep sea; a man once told me this.

Sex is like a drug; once you're addicted, you can't break free; a woman once told me this.

I'm a girl who appears quiet on the outside but secretly enjoys exhibitionism. I love using my body to attract men's
lustful and erotic gazes; that feeling excites me immensely. My mind is filled with all sorts of bizarre
sexual fantasies. Actually, every woman has some exhibitionist desire; no woman can truly ignore
men 's gazes. I'm just a little stronger than them. When men affectionately call me "
slut!" or "bitch!" in bed, I feel strange myself. How can these dirty, vulgar words
sound so comforting to me, like a soft feather teasing my heart—itchy, yet
... It's an indescribable feeling, but overall, it's very comfortable and exciting...

I love the eager look in a man's eyes when he undresses me and the wolfish thirst when he kisses me;
I love the greed and confusion in a man's eyes when he buries his head in my cleavage; I love the suffocating power when a man pins me down
; I love the madness and pleasure a man feels when he fully enjoys my body; I love the panting
, groaning, and sweating profusely because of me; I love the scent of a man's body and the lewd aroma of his semen; I
love the slightly rough but not violent conquest a man makes; and of course, I love even more the blissful, almost ecstatic transcendence and hallucination when my own desires are satisfied
, though it's fleeting, it's incredibly pleasurable!

Now I want to organize some of my past experiences and the stories that continue to unfold into writing and
share them with everyone in a serialized form, but please allow me to keep my own information and that of everyone related to me confidential.

I. Sweet and Bitter Middle School

I was born in a backward and poor village. My childhood dream was to be able to wear the floral dress I liked.
Fortunately, the soil and water in my hometown were very nurturing, and the girls were all fair-skinned and clean. Children in the countryside get married early. Girls start to be engaged
at fifteen or sixteen, and most of them get married at eighteen or nineteen. Perhaps it was to satisfy my childhood
desire to dress up, or perhaps it was because I was born with a dislike for poverty, but I studied hard, hoping that one day I could leave that small mountain village that I had no
attachment .

In my first year of high school, I fell for a boy on the school basketball team, let's call him Kai. I
often sat by the classroom window, my eyes following his strong figure on the court. He was a senior, and his home
wasn't far from mine. On my way to and from school, I always looked for opportunities to walk with him. Finally, he noticed
this unassuming girl and began to look at me boldly. Whenever this happened, my
face turn red, and my heart would pound like a deer…

Gradually, we started making conversation, "coincidentally" meeting each other, and that's how it went for a while. During that hazy period,
one afternoon, on the way home from school, Kai "forcefully kissed" me in front of his close friends. Our
relationship was thus made public within our small circle of friends. So, we started meeting up for school and walking home together every day.
He, of course, wouldn't waste this opportunity; whenever we were alone, he would give me breathtaking kisses and
tingling caresses…

Spring always comes early in the South, and soon after the start of spring, the weather warmed up. That day, there was a school ball game,
and I waited for him to come home. It was late when the game ended, and we passed a… When we
reached the small hill, he took my hand and led me into the woods. Although I hesitated, I followed him. As soon as we entered the woods, he
eagerly embraced and kissed me. His hands caressed my breasts. Back then, girls in the countryside didn't wear bras,
only vests underneath. As he touched me, he started to unbutton my shirt. I tried to resist, but I was no match for him.
In a few moments, he had stripped my upper body naked. In the evening sunlight, he excitedly looked at my mature
breasts. He buried his head in my chest, took a few deep breaths, and then... He sucked on my nipple
, and I trembled all over, my legs giving way as I collapsed into his strong arms. My lower body also became wet
. He bent down and laid me down on the grass, quickly stripping off my pants.
The moment had finally arrived. I was at a loss, my whole body burning, and I could only close my dizzy eyes...

Kai took off his clothes and pressed his body against mine. In a daze, I felt something hot and hard pressing against my crotch.
It was like a newborn calf, thrusting wildly but unable to find its way in. I had no choice but to grab it with my hands and guide it to the entrance. Kai
thrust his waist...

"Ah..." The fullness and the slightly tearing pain made me scream involuntarily.

"Does it hurt?" Kai stopped.

"It hurts a little..." For the sake of my beloved, I shyly endured it.

Kai began to slowly thrust in and out, and gradually, the pain turned into an indescribable itching that spread throughout my body.
Young Kai couldn't wait and soon ejaculated, while I was still lingering on the edge of desire. At that time, I had never
experienced the true taste of sex, so naturally I didn't know how to ask for it. I tore a page from my notebook and wiped
the virgin blood from my genitals. Just like that, I gave my first time to Kai!

From then on, Kai always looked for opportunities to take me to this grove. His actions towards me were no longer limited to kissing and
caressing, but I never experienced a real orgasm until something happened a few months later that changed everything.

Kai was going to the city to participate in a competition. That morning, on the way to school, Kai couldn't wait to pull me to the
grove. In the chaos, he ruined my vest and tore off the two buttons on my chest. Later, I couldn't wear
the vest anymore, so I had to use a hair clip to hold the front of my shirt up. That's how I went to school wearing only a shirt.

That day, it was my turn to clean. After school, all the other students had left, and I was bending over sweeping
when, without warning, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Liu, came in. I looked up and saw him staring at my chest. It turned out that my neckline
had opened , and he had a clear view of my breasts, which weren't covered by a vest. I immediately blushed and quickly covered my chest with my hands.
Mr. Liu pretended not to see anything and
told me to take the students' homework to his office after I finished cleaning. Then he left.

Half an hour later, I arrived at Mr. Liu's office carrying a large stack of homework. I wanted to hand it in quickly and leave,
but in my haste, I scattered the homework books all over the floor. To make matters worse, the homework books, as they slid down, took my breasts with them.
He fastened the hairpin to my blouse, and the loosened blouse
exposed to Mr. Liu's eyes. At that moment, I wished there was a crack in the ground I could disappear into; my mind went completely blank.
When I came to my senses, Mr. Liu had already closed the door and was holding me in his arms. My girlish instincts made me struggle violently. He
released me and sat down at his desk:

"I know everything about you and Kai. According to school rules, I can expel you!" he threatened.

Hearing this, my mind went blank. School was my only
hope . Expel me? It's over! It's all over! I lowered my head, nervously twisting the hem of my clothes.

"Now it's up to you. I'll give you two choices: if you leave this room now, you
won't have to go to school tomorrow; or you can sit here obediently!" He patted his thigh.

I hesitated for a moment, lowered my head, and slowly moved my legs. Those few steps felt
like . Finally, I sat on the lap of this man who was almost forty. I was only sixteen that year!

"That's right. Are you doing this willingly?" He hugged me and put his hands inside my chest.

"..." I nodded silently, no longer resisting.

"Tell me, isn't that right?" He persisted.

"I'm doing this willingly." My voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Will you listen to me from now on?" He flicked my nipple with his fingers.

"Yes..." My voice trembled slightly.

"Take off all your clothes!" He was slowly destroying my self-esteem and pride.

"Um..." I obediently stood up, and although I hesitated a little, I still took off all my clothes. My face was
red, and I stood in front of him like a lamb to the slaughter.

He flicked my pink nipple with one finger, while his other hand gently stroked my
sparse , velvety pubic hair. It felt like a slight electric current running through my body; my body trembled slightly, and I instinctively
squeezed my legs together, leaning forward slightly. My nipples involuntarily hardened and stood erect, and my lower body began
to wet. I lowered my head and twisted my body helplessly. He gently stroked the shape of my breasts with his palm
, while his other hand slowly reached into my wet opening, touching my clitoris and gently
kneading it with his fingertips…

“Ah…” I couldn’t help but let out a soft cry, my legs went weak, and I collapsed into his lap.

His hand, which had been caressing my breasts, gradually tightened, turning the caressing into kneading. The finger pressing on my clitoris
began to vibrate rapidly, sending a sensation that was like a tingling itch, an electric shock, and a feeling of urinary urgency... In short, an indescribable feeling
spread throughout my body. I shyly closed my eyes, my body involuntarily twisting, and subconsciously hugged
Teacher Liu. His lips pressed against mine, and my tongue involuntarily intertwined with his...

"Ah... um..." I couldn't help but let out a muffled moan.

His fingers slid into my vagina, and I sucked on them with the vaginal walls like a hungry baby. He
added another finger, sometimes teasing, sometimes thrusting, each time hitting my
clitoris . I twisted my body chasing his fingers, my lower body overflowing with desire...

"Ah... ahh... um..." My consciousness gradually blurred.

His fingers moved faster and faster, and I spread my legs, tensed my thighs, and swayed my hips to meet his thrusts.
My consciousness, like a soft white cloud, soared higher and higher…

“Ah…” I gripped his shoulders tightly with both hands, unable to suppress a cry. My body
convulsed, and hot vaginal fluid gushed out. The wonderful orgasm was like a dazzling firework, red, yellow, green
, and blue blooming before my tightly closed eyes, lingering for a long time. I experienced my first orgasm, the first
time I felt the wonder of sex, although the one who gave it to me was not the man I loved!

“Is it good?” he asked me.

“Mmm…” My chest was still rising and falling, and my voice began to soften.

"Look, you're so wet, hehe!" He showed me his wet fingers.

"I don't want to see..." I buried my burning face in his chest, my voice a little coquettish.

"Now it's your turn to serve me!" His hot breath brushed against my ear.

I thought he was going to do it to me, so I stood up, my weak legs still trembling. I leaned over his
desk , sticking my butt out, waiting for him.

"No, I want you to use your mouth!" He patted my butt.

"Huh...?" I was only sixteen, so naturally I didn't know what oral sex was.

"You don't want to?!" He stared at me, a hint of anger in his eyes.

"No... no, I've never done that before..." I stammered.

"I'll teach you!" His attitude softened slightly.

So he made me kneel between his legs, and ordered me to pull out his already erect penis. He told me to
lick the shaft with my tongue, then take it in my mouth, gripping it tightly with my lips and stroking it while my tongue occasionally circled
the glans. He also told me to gently stroke his scrotum with my hands. I swayed my head, my breasts bobbing incessantly in front of my chest.
I never imagined I would be so lewdly trying to please this man I didn't even like. Soon I was covered in sweat, and my mouth began to feel numb. His thick penis stretched my lips wide open, and strands of saliva
I couldn't swallow dripped down my cheeks.
Strands of semen dripped onto my chest, but I dared not stop. I continued to vigorously
stroke his penis…

He held my head with both hands, thrusting his hips forward repeatedly, several times penetrating my
throat . I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but he wouldn't let go, and tears streamed down my face. Suddenly, he held
my head tightly, and streams of hot, pungent semen shot into my mouth. It was the first time I tasted a man's semen—thick
, fishy, and salty. When his penis went limp, he released his grip on my head.
Just as I was about spit out the mouthful of semen, he stopped me:

"Open your mouth, let me see!" He held my chin with his hand, and I tilted my head back, opening my mouth and using my tongue
to scoop up the sticky semen in my mouth for him to see. At this moment, my chest was wet with saliva, my face was covered with tears, and
my mouth was full of semen! It made me involuntarily think of a poignant phrase: "Peach blossoms beaten by rain."

"Okay, swallow it!" His expression seemed satisfied, so I forced myself to swallow it. This was
the first time I had swallowed a man's semen! Many of my firsts were given to this man.

"It will be better from now on!" He wiped the tears from my face, murmuring to himself.

"Can I... go home?" I asked cautiously.

"Don't tell anyone about us, and be a good girl from now on, okay?!" He touched my face.

"Hmm!" I nodded.

He finally let me go home. It was already late. When I got home, I told my parents I'd gone to tutoring. Luckily, I got away with
it !

From then on, Mr. Liu often called me from class to his office to satisfy his lust. Fortunately
, Kai didn't find out about Mr. Liu and me, but I felt guilty towards Kai, so every time we were intimate,
I always made up for it by giving him extra attention.

Before I knew it, Kai went to university in the provincial capital. At first, we corresponded frequently, but later, Kai gradually stopped replying to my letters .
The following summer, when Kai returned from the provincial capital, he brought a stylish city girl with him. Compared to her, I looked utterly inferior
. So I vowed to leave the countryside, earn money, and make myself attractive to everyone!

Later, I was admitted to another university in the south, and after graduation, I went to a city in the south...

II. My First Taste of Exposure

Before meeting my current boyfriend, KK, although I liked dressing up, I was still a relatively conservative
girl . But after meeting KK, he changed everything about me.

KK is someone who especially likes to try new things, and he is also the man I have met who pays the most attention to a girl's appearance. He
even asks me what I wear almost every day, from the inside out, from top to bottom. This is also one of the reasons why I
like . He makes me feel that he values me. Besides, a woman dresses up for the one she pleases,
so I am naturally willing to do what my boyfriend likes.

He allowed me to have limited exposure in public for the first time at the movie theater. Although we were still deeply in love at the time, we
had already crossed the line that should have been reserved for our wedding night. So, we always hugged and cuddled when we met.
That time . Even though there were people around us, his hug made me feel at ease and gave me
a sense of happiness.

After the movie started, he began his usual restless behavior. I was wearing a pink stretchy,
tight-fitting I wore stretchy, tight-fitting shirts, saying they showed off my figure) and a
knee-length tight skirt with a side slit. He slowly moved his right hand up, which was around me, and touched my full breasts. Although the lights
were off, the movie light was enough to see my surroundings clearly. Of course, I longed to be caressed by the man I liked,
but my female instincts made me hesitant. I turned my body slightly to the side, both to facilitate his "
misdeeds " and to prevent others from noticing.

Because of the shirt and bra, KK's hands gradually increased the pressure of kneading my breasts. Watching my
breasts, along with the clothes, twist and deform between his fingers, I felt my face begin to burn. All the strength in my body was
slowly being drained away by him, and my body became weak. The restless desire in my heart made me like a docile
cat. I collapsed weakly into his arms, my body trembling slightly with his strength. I couldn't even watch
the movie .

"Do you like it?" KK's warm breath blew into my ear.

I looked up at him and nodded silently, feeling my face burning.

"Is it a little hot?" he asked knowingly.

I still didn't speak, only nodded. I was somewhat intoxicated by this atmosphere.

"Unbutton your shirt and let me see your alluring cleavage, okay?" he tempted
me with his voice and eyes.

I gently pinched his stomach with my arms around his waist and shook my head.

"Just unbutton two buttons," he stubbornly whispered in my ear. He knew the top button was undone, and unbuttoning
two would effectively make it three, exposing almost my entire breasts.

"Others will see!" Faced with his stubbornness, I could only say softly.

"That'll make me feel proud." His words actually made my heart race.

"..." I was speechless, my breathing a little rapid.

"Okay?" He continued to knead my breasts with his hands, gently shaking me.

"I'm not used to it!" I said hesitantly, fiddling with the folds of his shirt on his stomach.

"It's exciting that you're not used to it!" he continued to tempt me.

I glanced around out of the corner of my eye, thankfully no one was paying attention to us. I
lifted , pretending to smooth my hair, then placed it on my chest, gently unbuttoning my shirt, one button,
two buttons… My full breasts, the unbuttoned elastic shirt flapping open to the sides,
revealed my entire chest, even the bottom of my bra. My snow-white breasts shimmered in the afterglow of the video. Even in the dim
light, my deep cleavage was clearly visible, and my white bra stood out just as much in the darkness. Strangely,
I suddenly felt a wetness in my lower body…

He turned me around, so I was facing the screen against his chest. I didn't resist, but simply raised
my arms behind my back to wrap around his neck, using my elbows to block his view. But if the people in the row in front turned around,
I would have nowhere to hide! He lifted my bra, and my two full breasts
immediately and proudly bounced out as if defying me…

“No… don’t…” My voice was weak, almost a murmur.

“Don’t wear bras with straps like this anymore, understand?” He ignored my resistance.

I actually nodded.

He grasped my breasts with both hands, one in each hand, stimulating my already erect nipples with his index fingers. My
elbows, which were raised high, trembled involuntarily, and my lower body became even wetter. I bit my lip to stifle a moan, and even
closed my eyes in self-deception… as if that way no one would see us. Perhaps he noticed my
predicament, for he licked my cheek with the tip of his tongue. I turned my head knowingly, and his lips covered mine, my
tongue entwining with his…

I felt his right hand below… He moved and unbuttoned another button on my shirt. I quickly bit his tongue with my teeth, and
he had no choice but to give up. His right hand continued to move down, past the slit of my skirt, and caressed my thigh. But because
the slit of my skirt wasn't high, his hand couldn't reach the top of my thigh. He gestured for me to lift my buttocks. I knew
he wanted to lift my skirt up. Actually, I had been hoping he would "invade" my forbidden area for a long time. So, I
lifted my skirt up to my thighs myself, because I was afraid he would lift it up to my waist!

I wasn't wearing stockings, my legs were slightly parted, and his hand smoothly reached the last barrier of my forbidden zone—
my panties. He used his fingers to search for my clitoris, then gently kneaded it, making my
body tremble...

He first used his fingers to quickly vibrate on my "fatal spot," then went past the edge of my panties, using...
His fingers slipped into my vagina, thrusting rapidly... Because we were in a public place, the sneaky
feeling fueled my desire, and I quickly trembled as I reached orgasm. I felt a surge of heat gush out,
soaking my underwear, leaving my entire buttocks wet... His price was
a deep row of teeth marks on his lips!

He put his index finger in my mouth, and I tasted a sour and salty flavor...

"Is it good?" His other hand was still roaming over my bare breasts.

I nodded silently, obediently nestled in his arms.

"Then what should I do?" He gestured with his eyes to his crotch, and I saw a 'small tent'.

"What do you want me to do?" Satisfied women often lose their minds.

"I want you to use this," he pressed his fingers against my soft lips.

"You're so naughty! Being your wife must be so unlucky!" I chuckled.

I glanced around, and thankfully no one had noticed us yet. I figured everything would be fine, so I
unzipped his pants, hooked my fingers around the edge of his underwear, and slowly pulled it down. His little brother immediately sprang to life.
I slowly lowered my head. Anyone who didn't know better would think I was sleeping on my boyfriend's lap, but actually…
I took his little thing into my mouth. Oh, it's so uncomfortable. Why didn't he wash it today?
He usually washes it very thoroughly before we do it. It smells salty and has a hint of urine. But it's okay,
it's my husband's, so I'm not worried. Sometimes he even drinks my vaginal fluids.

While I was sucking his thick penis, he was touching my breasts with his hands. I felt myself coming again.
I licked his clitoris with my wet, soft tongue, circling it... I sometimes swallowed, sometimes entwined
... Maybe he especially liked this sneaky way of being intimate. Before long, his little guy was
erect. I knew he was about to come. He usually wouldn't come this fast. I guess he
was worried about . Besides, this was my first time giving him oral sex, so maybe he found it particularly exciting. Anyway, not
long after, he whispered,

"I'm going to cum, what should I do?"

I spat out his penis and said gently, "Don't get your clothes dirty, just cum in my mouth! Okay?"

"I want you to eat it!" he said, stroking my head.

"Eat if you can, spit it out if you can't, okay?" I felt like I was trying to please him.

"I want you to eat!" He pressed my head down tightly.

I had no choice but to take his penis back into my mouth, lick it for a while, and then, sure enough, I felt a
warm flow . I didn't dare move, keeping it in my mouth, gently teasing his glans with my tongue, until he said it was over. Only
then did I gently spit his penis out, my mouth full of his semen, hot and sticky.
Some people say it's like bean curd, but I don't think so. I can't quite put my finger on what it is. I swallowed it...

By then, the movie was almost over. I quickly straightened my clothes, but KK wouldn't let me button my shirt.

When we got back to his place, since it was the weekend and no one else was there, he wanted me to stay. That night, KK actually made love to me three times
in a row , leaving me drenched in sweat and practically collapsed on his bed. He
was just as exhausted. I discovered that I actually enjoy exhibitionism. Although the exposure in the movie theater
was limited , thinking back on it now makes my heart race, my ears burn, and my lower body feel wet. When I'm having sex with KK, I always fantasize
about being watched by someone else, and I enjoy sex more and reach orgasm more easily than before.

III. The Days of Living Together

In this city far from our hometown, KK and I each lived in our own company dormitories. For
a couple deeply in love, this was obviously very inconvenient, and I longed for our own space. That day, after we made love,
I nestled naked in his arms, pressing my full breasts against his chest, and said,

"Let's rent a place?" I couldn't hide my desire.

"You mean...?" He asked deliberately, knowing my thoughts.

"Just want to spend more time with you." I turned my flustered gaze away.

"Did you like that feeling in the movie theater last time?" I always felt unable to hide
my feelings from him.

"..." I was speechless, but I knew my body and eyes would betray me.

"Do you want to play that game again?" I understood he meant exposure.

"Do you want me to like it?" I asked, using offense as defense.

"Yes!" He answered without hesitation.

"But... I'm still not used to it." Of course, I couldn't answer him immediately.

"Then let me dress you up from now on, okay?" He seemed excited when he saw I didn't object.

"What kind of look do you want to make me look like?" I looked up at him, my voice softening for some reason.

"Don't worry about it, isn't a little mystery better?" He always attracted me like that.

"Okay then, but don't go too far, okay?" I actually really liked how he always gave me a sense of novelty.

"Baby, of course not, you can't go back on your word!" He hugged me affectionately.

"Mmm..." I nodded, to be honest, I also liked this kind of excitement.

It was almost the weekend, so we took a few days off. Then we busied ourselves looking for a place and moving. Finally,
we rented a small apartment on the 18th floor. When he moved in, he made one request: all my clothes and
accessories had to be inspected by him, and anything he didn't like couldn't be left. I agreed, and in the end, besides a few tight-fitting, sexy
outfits, I had almost nothing left.

"What will I wear then?" I asked, a little reluctantly.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll arrange it!" he smiled mysteriously at me.

"Don't make me go to work naked, okay?" I said, feigning concern.

"If you like, of course you can!" he teased.

"You…you bad boy!" I chased after him, raising my little fists.

I really like this temporary home. It's a simple one-bedroom apartment with large floor-to-ceiling windows offering a wide view . The balcony has black wrought iron railings and is quite spacious. Besides a similar building
about 20-30 meters away across the street , there's nothing else obstructing the view. It's fully furnished; we basically just moved some everyday items over. After working until around 4 PM, I finally finished setting up our new little haven. KK said she was going out to buy some things and told me to stay home and rest. So I took a shower, put on a white see-through nightgown, and went to sleep. In my hazy state, I felt something crawling on my chest, which startled me so much that I screamed "Ah!" and opened my eyes...

I looked down and saw my nightgown strap had slipped to the side. It was KK back, licking my exposed nipple with his tongue!

"You scared me to death!" I patted my heaving chest.

"How does it feel?" He chuckled, then tried to bury his face in my breasts again.

"No, I'm a little tired, honey." I was exhausted after a long day.

KK seemed a little unhappy.

"Honey, why were you gone for so long? I thought you eloped with another woman!" I
shook his arm playfully.

"Oh, right, I bought you something!" He jumped up excitedly.

"What? Why are you so happy?" I asked, a little confused.

"Try them on." He handed me two paper bags; he had gone to buy me clothes.

I opened the paper bag and saw a black, stretchy, backless halter top with
silver embroidery at the chest; a black short leather skirt with a thin silver chain at the waist; a pair of black
fishnet a black thong with only a few straps. The other bag contained a pair of black strappy
high-heeled sandals with heels at least ten centimeters high.

With his help (because the halter top had a tie at the back), I finished dressing. Looking in the full-length mirror, my
face immediately turned red: I looked like a street prostitute! The short, elastic bodice barely covered my breasts,
revealing my cleavage. More than a third of my chest and fair shoulders were exposed, while a
large expanse . My nipples were clearly visible under the thin, clinging fabric in the
front, and three thin straps held me up in the back, exposing my entire back to the view of others. Of course, this also clearly
indicated to others that my upper body was bare! Looking further down, the short, low-waisted leather skirt was less than thirty centimeters long,
just reaching the top of my thighs. It tightly hugged my full, slightly upturned buttocks. When I bent over or sat down, I
could see the black thong nestled between my labia, and of course, my curly pubic hair.
The checkered pattern of the fishnet stockings accentuated the smooth, white skin of my long legs, and the thin heels of my black sandals
made my legs appear even longer and more shapely.

"Wow, that's great!" KK sat on the edge of the bed, watching me with shining eyes. I saw his penis
pitching in his crotch.

Seeing KK's reaction, I was naturally delighted. To be honest, I had never dressed like this before.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire...

"Honey, I want..." I said, my face flushed, reaching for KK's crotch.

"Wait, aren't you tired? Let's go eat first!" KK said with a mysterious smile.

"I'm dressed like this?" I asked suspiciously.

"Don't you want to? You promised me!" He was a little unhappy.

"But... like this, people will... think I'm a... prostitute." Thinking about walking down
the street dressed like this, my heart pounded.

"There are plenty of people who dress more daringly than you!" His voice rose.

"Well... okay, you have to protect me!" I had no choice but to agree. I figured being with him would
n't be a problem .

"Of course, you should wear more makeup; you'll look even prettier." He let down my hair, which was tied up.

I couldn't resist opening the makeup box, drawing my eyebrows, applying face powder, blush, eyeshadow, and lipstick...
Looking at myself in the mirror with makeup on, I looked even more like a slutty prostitute. I felt my face burning,
and at the same time, I felt a wetness in my lower body... Was I born this slutty? I asked myself,
but another voice comforted me, saying that this was only for my KK, that I was dressing up for him. Thinking this, I felt
relieved.

"Okay, let's go!" KK pulled my hand and walked out.

It was already evening outside, and the golden sunlight cast an ambiguous hue over everything. All along the way,
everyone stared at me strangely. And those damn high heels made my breasts
bounce with every step, and my tight, short skirt forced me to take tiny, shuffling steps, which naturally created another
kind of spectacle. I figured this must be KK's scheme too! I felt countless eyes greedily devouring my
body, giving me a heart-pounding experience I'd never felt before!

KK led me to the most popular Hunan restaurant on the corner. Luckily, he chose a table in the corner.

"You order, and it's best if the waiter explains each dish, and do it like this," he said,
gesturing with his hands pressed against his chest.

Before I could speak, the waiter came over: "What would you two like to eat?"

"This lady would like to order," KK pointed at me.

"What would this beautiful lady like to order?" Although he quickly scanned
me his praise still made me feel very pleased. Women can never resist
compliments.

I had no way out, so I pretended to be nonchalant, holding the menu with both hands and secretly squeezing my breasts
inward . This made my full breasts cleavage even deeper, and the neckline of my bodice was also
squeezed open quite a bit. I'm sure the waiter got a good look at all that eroticism. I asked
about , and he patiently explained them to me. Of course, his eyes didn't even look at the menu in my hands! A bold idea suddenly popped into my
head …

So, I pretended to scratch an itch, reached behind my back, and secretly untied the knot of the bottom strap of my undergarment.
Then I ordered my food, and just as the waiter was about to leave, I called out to him, “Sir, could you help me?”

“What does Miss need?”

“Could you please tie the back strap for me?” I pointed behind me.

The waiter came to my back, a little surprised, and helped me tie it. I could feel his hands trembling, but KK and I exchanged a
secret smile, and he even gave me a thumbs up…

“Not bad!” KK said to me after the waiter left.

“Do you like it?” My face was burning; I had never been so crazy before.

“Of course!” He stood up to show me the little tent in his crotch.

"Ugh! This is a restaurant!" I lowered my head in embarrassment, feeling a wet liquid seeping out from my lower body
...

After the first dish arrived, KK started using his toes, hidden under the tablecloth, to gently rub my genitals, spreading my
tightly closed legs. I felt incredibly uncomfortable, but I didn't dare resist too much, afraid of
being discovered. This kind of public teasing gave me a thrilling feeling of having an affair, and I involuntarily opened my legs...
He explored my clitoris, pressing it against it, my juices wetting his toes…

“Oh…uh…oh…” I tried to hold back, but still let out a soft moan.

“Do you like me playing with you like this?” KK actually asked me that.

“Ah…no…I don’t want to say it…” My body trembled unnaturally, my lips
were tightly pressed together , and I let out low, muffled breaths, revealing my shameful embarrassment.

“Say it…do you like me playing with you like this?” he persisted.

“Oh…yes…yes…ooh…I really like you playing with me like this…” My brows furrowed, small beads of sweat appeared on my
hot face, and my wet red lips opened and closed, as I kept twisting my round buttocks
to meet his friction.

"You look so sexy!"

"Ugh...oh...oh...you're like that...I can't help it...oh..." I no longer cared
about shame or worrying about others seeing me; my mind was filled with unsatisfied desire.

"How about this?" He quickened the pace of his toes and increased the intensity.

"Ah...oh...oh...oh...I...I...can't...can't...take it...ah...ah..."
I bit my lip desperately, stammering softly.

"Ah...I came..." I gripped the tablecloth with both hands, my body trembling uncontrollably, my legs tightly
clamped around his feet, my vaginal fluid gushing out in waves...

After the afterglow of my orgasm subsided, he asked me to crawl under the table and use the tablecloth as cover to give him oral sex. I thought I
couldn't be selfish, so when no one was looking, I crawled under the table, unzipped his pants, pulled out his engorged
penis, and used my soft... My soft, warm lips took his entire penis into my mouth, and my mouth
began ...

After a while, I licked down from his penis, and then took his testicles into my mouth, sucking in and out from left and right,
my tongue licking up and down along the midline of his penis. Although I couldn't take his entire penis in yet,
I tried my best to swallow it to my limit, my head moving up and down. My hands returned to his testicles,
scratching his scrotum and groin with my nails…

My mouth released the glans, and I stuck out my tongue, teasing it; my left hand vigorously stroked
his large penis up and down. Using both my hands and mouth, a few drops of white fluid flowed from his urethral opening… I felt he
was about to ejaculate, so I quickly pursed my lips and sucked hard on his glans. He finally ejaculated a stream of hot semen into my
mouth, and I continued to suckle. Holding his penis, I swallowed every last drop of his semen…

As I stood up, wiping the semen from the corner of my mouth with my fingers, he tidied my
slightly messy hair, cupped my face, and gave me a kiss…

IV. Harassment on the Bus

After moving into our new home, KK began planning to dress me up. That morning, he mysteriously took out a
white halter-neck dress, saying it was for me and asked me to try it on. I got out of bed. Because we had made love
the night before , I was completely naked and didn't want to bother with anything so early in the morning, so I just put the dress on.
The halter-neck style of the dress exposed a large expanse of my fair skin. The cut was good, and it fit well. It wasn't anything
special ; just an ordinary silk mini-dress. The only flaw was that the hem was a bit short, about
25 centimeters above the knee. I knew I had to be extra careful wearing a dress like this, otherwise it would be easy to accidentally expose myself. But I still happily
said,

"Thank you, honey!" I kissed him and then prepared to take the dress off.

"No, baby, wear this dress to work today!"

"Okay, but I have to put on my bra first, honey."

"No, baby, I want you to wear this dress without a bra." He insisted.

"No, people will see. This dress is so thin and so short; people will see my private parts
!" His bold idea worried me.

But he insisted. Afraid of upsetting him, I reluctantly agreed to wear the dress to work. He
wouldn't let me wear stockings, only high-heeled sandals. Although I felt this was a bit excessive, KK liked it, so I
couldn't help it.

I took the bus to work, and it was crowded, so I had to stand. I think many men around me could easily tell
from the smooth curves of my clothes that I wasn't wearing a bra, because my protruding nipples made my breasts
stand out, and the smooth curves of my buttocks revealed that I wasn't wearing underwear. I could almost feel a few pubic hairs
peeking out through the silk skirt. Because my heels were very high, I had to hold onto the handrails to
keep my balance, but this only made my short skirt ride up even higher,
exposing to the man sitting below me.

I gradually realized that with each sudden stop, he would stare intently at my genitals. I realized
he might have seen my exposed vulva, and I suddenly felt my face turn bright red… At the same time, I
felt some men around me intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against me with various parts of their bodies, and some even pretending to accidentally brush their elbows
against my erect nipples. I was overwhelmed with shame, but there was nothing I could do. Especially the man below me;
I knew he was staring straight at my genitals, but I dared not look at him. The thought of my long, bare
legs, even the most private parts where they met, completely exposed to a strange man
, and of myself standing naked in a public transport car, exposed to a group of strange men
, filled me with an unexpected thrill amidst extreme tension. I suddenly felt my genitals become wet
… I felt a liquid slowly seeping out. I desperately squeezed my legs together to prevent the fluid
from leaking out and being seen by others—how shameful that would be!

Suddenly, something worse happened: I clearly felt my buttocks no longer pressed against my smooth dress
, but against someone else's clothes. Oh my god, someone had lifted the hem of my skirt from behind, up to
my buttocks! Then a warm, large hand pressed tightly against my buttocks.

"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?"

I was terrified, my heart pounding, completely at a loss. That annoying hand was
stroking my smooth buttocks. My mind went blank for a moment before I could think straight: he was behind me, the bus
was crowded, and he was pressed so close to me; no one else should see what was happening. If I cried out, more people
would notice I wasn't wearing a bra. I should just bear with it; I'd be getting off soon, I thought.

I dared not look back at that person. I endured the unbridled hand roaming over my body, while simultaneously
suppressing the urge for my genitals to overflow with intense lust.

I felt that hand move to the base of my smooth thigh, and then a finger slipped between my legs,
exploring my genitals. A shiver ran through me, and my legs went weak.

"No, this is too much!" I hurriedly pulled my hips back and thrust my lower body forward. But to my utter surprise,
perhaps my weakness had emboldened that guy, because that hand actually moved from the side, directly from my thigh to my lower abdomen.
I was terrified, my face drained of color. I think the man sitting beneath me could clearly see the
hand , because I saw him staring at my genitals with his mouth agape in astonishment, his face flushed. I immediately
pulled back my abdomen, letting the hem of my skirt cover that wicked hand. But before I knew it, his other hand had slipped
between my thighs, pressing against my vaginal opening.

"Don't make a sound, or it'll be even more embarrassing," a voice whispered behind me.

I was terrified, not knowing what would happen next. I felt like I was being raped in public.
I stood there, stunned, my mind blank. Then, the hand began to move rhythmically, gently probing into
my vagina, moving up and down.

"Miss, you're so wet!" the voice said.

I was utterly ashamed, but my initial disgust gradually gave way to an uncontrollable pleasure. My cheeks were flushed
with excitement from the heightened sexual desire. My lower body was already overflowing with lustful fluids, which flowed down my thighs. My buttocks
involuntarily arched back, allowing his fingers to penetrate deeper, while I uncontrollably swayed from side to side. I
could barely control myself from moaning.

But suddenly, his hand left, and I felt an unprecedented emptiness. Then, a small, cold
object slid into my vagina. I didn't know what it was; it was thick, like a penis, but also seemed quite
short, very smooth, and slid all the way into my vagina in one go.

"Miss, don't worry, it's just a KFC pen. Be careful not to drop it. Consider it
a gift from me. I'm getting off now, goodbye."

I understood. It was one of those gift pens, chubby and round, lighter at one end than the other (it had a metal block inside),
like roly-poly toy. And now it was inside my vagina, swollen and throbbing. Because it was already overflowing with vaginal fluid,
it was slippery, and I felt it was going to fall down. But if it really fell out, how embarrassing would that be! So, I could only try my best to
hold it in, but as soon as I relaxed a little, I felt it falling down again. I kept clenching and unclenching, and as a result, it
moved up and down inside my vagina, like a thick penis constantly raping me, raping me on the bus
, in the crowd, in full view of everyone.

Fortunately, we finally arrived at our stop. I quickly got off the bus, wanting to get to the office as soon as possible to remove it. But the problem was:
I found it difficult to walk. With every step, it would slide inside me, forcing me to walk slowly with my legs tightly closed,
in a perfect split, which only gave me a more intense stimulation. By the time I arrived at the office, the insides of my
legs were soaked with my own vaginal fluid.

The first thing I did at the office was to rush to the restroom and remove that little gift from my vagina
; it was covered in my own vaginal fluid. Touching my wet genitals, I was
surprised to feel this excitement.

To be honest, besides the humiliation and shame, the experience on the bus also brought a strange sense of excitement and
pride . Actually, after meeting KK, I'd learned how to seduce men, but today they were all
strangers.

I washed myself clean and, as usual, tried to put on underwear, only to realize it was unnecessary today—I didn't
have any. I carefully checked my appearance in the mirror. Thankfully, I wasn't in any trouble, but what
would my colleagues think of me dressed like this? Sigh, I had to go to work!
I reluctantly walked into the office.

There are five of us in the office, including me: Xiaoqian (my best friend), Xiao Zhang, Xiao Li, and
our manager, Lao Zhao, who's in his fifties. Because I was in the restroom and got late, they were all already there. As soon as I
walked in , everyone's eyes were on me. I quickly went to my seat and sat down before daring to look up,
blushing, and say,

"Good morning, everyone!"

"You look so beautiful today!" Xiao Zhang said.

"Go do your own work, you're so annoying!" I scolded him, but secretly I was pleased.

Xiaoqian also ran up from behind and whispered to me, "You're being sexy! Dressed so sexily!"

"What's wrong with being sexy? Am I afraid someone'll eat me alive?" I said, feigning composure.

"You're amazing. How come I never noticed before?" she said, a little surprised.

"Just kidding, I really had no choice, it's to please my husband," I whispered to her. "

You're crazy!" she said, swaying her hips as she walked away.

My seat faced the manager's office, and I didn't dare move an inch all morning, not even going
to the bathroom . But because my short skirt naturally rode up when I sat down, my long, white, bare legs were exposed
to the eyes of everyone in the office, and my genitals were directly rubbing against the rough chair, which inevitably made my
mind wander . I also noticed that several men always found excuses to sit diagonally opposite me, their eyes never leaving my thighs. I
had to cross my legs so they wouldn't see my genitals, but that exposed my buttocks to them again. How
annoying! I really hoped I wouldn't leave them with the impression that I was lewd.

In the afternoon, Manager Zhao called me into his office several times under various pretexts. His eyes kept
lingering on my chest and thighs, making me very uncomfortable. I never imagined that this man in his fifties would later change my
fate.

V. Sex on the Balcony

Sunday soon arrived again. In the morning, after getting up, I stood at the bedroom door and saw KK smoking on the living room
balcony I said to his back,

"Honey, I'll make you breakfast after I shower, okay?"

"Okay, baby!" KK turned around and smiled at me.

Twenty minutes later, I was wrapped in a bath towel, nestled against the bathroom doorframe. KK was already sitting on the sofa.

"What should I wear, honey?" I was used to KK dressing me up.

"Just wear this." He pointed to a pile of clothes on the sofa.

I went over to take a look and saw a set of bright red lingerie: a lace see-through bra and thong, and a white tight-fitting top.
I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, a dark red plaid mini-skirt, and black stilettos at the foot of the sofa.
As I took off my towel, he started groping and teasing me.

"Didn't you have enough last night, honey?" I asked, laughing and trying to avoid his touch.

"Yeah, baby!" He stared at my breasts, which trembled as I laughed.

"Want some now?" I nestled naked into his arms, tilting my head back to ask.

"No, get dressed first." He was always so unpredictable.

"What new tricks are you planning this time?" I was surprisingly excited, but he just smiled without answering.

I put on my thong facing him, the thin straps digging into my deep buttocks. Then I slipped my full breasts
into the strapless lace bra cups, turned around, and faced away from him:

"Honey, can you fasten it for me?"

KK fastened my bra, which squeezed a deep cleavage between my full breasts. The fiery red color
made my skin appear even whiter. I put on a dark red checkered miniskirt. I always wondered how KK could
buy such a short skirt; it barely covered my buttocks, pushing the skirt high,
revealing my long, white thighs. Without a doubt, bending over would inevitably reveal glimpses of my underwear. Next, I put on
a white stretchy shirt, buttoned it up, and it tightly outlined my shapely figure. My full breasts bulged out
, as if they were about to burst out of the shirt. Finally, when I put on those black high heels, easily 10 centimeters high, and
stood in front of KK, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

"Are you satisfied, honey?"

"So sexy! Come with me!"

He grabbed my hand and quickly walked towards the balcony. He was so fast that I, wearing high heels, had to
jog to keep up, causing my full breasts to tremble. He had me lean against the open iron railing of the balcony,
wrapped his arms around my waist, and breathed hot, wet air into my ear, saying,

"We'll do it here." His words made my heart race.

"Huh? In broad daylight... and there are other people here!" I cautiously scanned my surroundings and noticed two men chatting on
the opposite balcony.

"Isn't it better to let others envy us?" His hands had already begun to roam over my round buttocks.

"No... Honey, let's go back to the room... okay?" I shifted slightly, my voice trembling.

"Why don't you try?" His hand stubbornly slipped between my legs, pressing against my clitoris.

"Ah... I'm... embarrassed..." I gasped softly, my voice trembling.

"You're so wet! Don't you want to?" He always managed to hit my most vulnerable spot, crushing my last
shred of will.

"..." I was speechless, my body limp, a slight wetness seeping from my genitals.

"Unbutton your shirt." His hand continued between my legs.

I stopped resisting. Head bowed, my hands trembling slightly, I unbuttoned all the buttons of my shirt, threw myself into his
arms, stood on tiptoe, wrapped my arms around his neck, and pressed my burning lips to his. My wet, hot tongue
eagerly entwined with his, my mouth greedily sucking, making soft, smacking sounds, my consciousness slowly drifting away
…

He turned me around, so I was facing the two men on the opposite balcony. His hands slipped under my armpits,
easily pulling my strapless bra down to my waist from my open shirt. With a soft "Ah!" I let out a delicate cry
as my breasts, now free from their restraints, sprang out, trembling with humiliation. His hands squeezed my tender white
breasts forcefully, and before I could resist, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, collapsing into his arms. My
hands weakly covered the backs of his hands, rotating with his hands on my chest...

Through my half-closed vision, I noticed that the two men opposite me had been startled and were looking at me in surprise.
I quickly closed my eyes, trying to deceive myself...

"Give me a blowjob!" He tilted his head, flicking my earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

I obediently squatted down, unzipped KK's pants, and a thick, hard penis sprang out,
dangling in front of me. I reached out and grasped this hot thing, bringing my lips to it. My soft lips kissed the glans
, and a small, warm tongue darted out from between my lips, licking the sensitive skin of the glans, slowly taking
the entire glans into my mouth, then releasing it, the delicate tip of my tongue constantly circling and licking around the glans. KK stood
there trembling with pleasure, his hand reaching down to touch my face. I held the base of his penis in one hand,
my mouth filled with KK's penis, and I kept stroking it back and forth with my soft, red lips. As I went deeper,
my arms wrapped around KK's buttocks, and all I could see was his dark pubic hair. Each time I swallowed, his
penis was deeply inserted into my throat, and my lips were kissing his pubic hair.
My mouth, which I couldn't close, was full of saliva, and I kept making kissing sounds as I stroked it back and forth, saliva
constantly dripping down the corners of my mouth...

"Do you want me to fuck your cunt, you little slut?" he asked me, looking down at me.

I nodded, my mind blank, filled only with an unbearable desire. KK made me stand up,
facing . KK told me to put my hands on the railing, my buttocks raised high. I no longer
cared about shame, I just wanted KK to penetrate me quickly…

KK lifted my skirt, took off my narrow thong, and caressed my round, smooth buttocks. He told
me to hold the thong open in my hands; the small thong in my hands looked like a fiery red flag. The
two whistled at me, and I lowered my head in shame.

“Why don’t you smile at me, you little slut?” KK seemed to be in high spirits, his penis roaming around my opening.

I actually raised my head and gave them a lewd, seductive smile. KK finally thrust his penis into my
long-awaited and overflowing vagina. The full impact sent a shiver down my spine. KK held his breath and, like
a storm , thrust into me hard, making my face flush, my breasts tremble, and me moan softly. My buttocks
involuntarily swayed rhythmically with his movements, and my vaginal fluids gushed out like a burst dam…

My toes involuntarily rose, my small lips parted slightly, and my hazy eyes were tightly closed.
KK thrust forcefully, his hands reaching up to my chest, fondling my swaying breasts, until I
was completely slumped against the railing. I clenched my teeth, gasping for breath, my vagina spasming
uncontrollably my juices flowing down my white legs with each thrust.
At that moment, my tight vagina made a "sizzling" sound, and I trembled as I released a stream of vaginal fluid...

Finally, KK began to ejaculate. He thrust his penis tightly into my body, and streams of hot semen
rushed into my vagina. When he pulled his penis out, I felt as if I had lost my support, and my whole body went limp, sliding to
the ground. My lower body was still convulsing. A stream of milky white semen dripped from between my pink labia onto
the balcony floor... After a long while, I finally reached out my hand to KK. He pulled me up, and I, my face flushed,
fled into the room in a panic.

VI. Office Masturbation

KK, to make our games more fun, specially bought me a wireless earphone (the
kind that clips onto your ear, so you can make calls as long as you turn on the phone). That day, before work, he asked me to wear a
black bra, and naturally, a thong. He put on pants, but to my surprise, the bra had straps, and the stockings were
flesh-colored pantyhose. Then he made me wear a white, short-sleeved, tight-fitting cotton cheongsam with light blue flowers. The buttons were
black fabric buttons, and the edges were trimmed with light blue trim. The cheongsam was very short, only about 20 centimeters above the knee
, with slits on both sides of the thighs, all the way to the top of the thighs. The dress was very well-tailored, highlighting my
shapely figure, and it had a high neck, which I liked. Finally, he made me wear a pair of light blue high heels.

"Honey, you're so nice today!" I kissed him, referring to how KK hadn't made me wear anything too revealing.

"Put your hair up! And put on some light makeup," he instructed, looking at me.

"What's wrong with you today?" I couldn't hide my curiosity. I put my hair up and did my makeup while asking.

"I want to see the lewdness behind your dignified facade!" he said with a laugh.

"What kind of mischief are you up to now?" I didn't understand.

"Go to work, you'll find out then, baby!" He always made me look forward to it like that.

"I'm off then, honey!" I kissed him goodbye, picked up my white handbag, and left.

At the company, the whole morning was the same monotonous secretarial work, boring and tedious. Fortunately, Manager Zhao wasn't in the office
today , so I could sneak in a break. Around 2 PM, I was feeling bored when my phone rang. It was KK.

"Honey, I miss you so much!" I couldn't help but speak in a sweet, coquettish voice when I heard KK's voice.

"Really? What do you miss about me, baby?" he laughed on the other end of the phone.

"Ugh, you know that?" I lowered my voice, squirming in my chair.

"Use your headphones, can we play a game?" He'd already figured out what I was thinking.

"Yeah, but don't go too far, I'm at work!" I was bored anyway, so I figured he wouldn't go too far.

"But once the game starts, we can't stop! Okay?" He seemed to have planned this all along.

"Okay..." I opened my bag to get my headphones, only to find he'd stuffed the vibrator we play with at home into my bag!
My heart skipped a beat at the sight of it.

"Why did you put that...thing in my bag?" I put on the headphones, my face turning pale.

"Want to give you a little surprise!" he continued, still trying to be cheeky.

"You..." I glanced at my colleagues, hesitant to speak.

"Are you wearing your headphones?" he asked.

"Okay, so what do you want?" I whispered.

"I want you to take off your stockings, okay?" His words were provocative; this was an office! I
hesitated.

"Hurry up! Take them off and tell me." He seemed to understand my thoughts and urged me.

I thought it wouldn't be too difficult, and seeing that no one was paying attention, I gently
lifted my buttocks, trying to keep my upper body still to avoid attracting attention. I lifted the back of my cheongsam, which was under my buttocks
, to my waist, hooked the edge of my stockings with my fingers, and slowly pulled them down to my knees. Then I bent down, took off my shoes, and
quickly took off the stockings, clutching them in my hand like a thief.

"Okay," I whispered into the microphone, my heart pounding.

"Good! Now take off your underwear too!" His demands were escalating.

Because I was afraid someone would see, I took off my tight thong, just like before. My lower body was already
damp. Worried about leaving wet patches on the back of my cheongsam, I lifted it up, sitting naked
on the seat . The rough fabric of the seat rubbed against my most delicate area, making me feel incredibly aroused! I
started to look forward to the continuation of KK's game.

"Take it off..." I whispered to KK, my voice trembling slightly.

"Great, baby, take off your bra too!" He seemed to be getting excited as well.

"No..." I gasped, thinking about how daring I was to do this in the office.

"Yes, baby!" he insisted on the other end of the phone.

My cheongsam clung tightly to my body, and my bra had straps, making it difficult to take it off without alerting
my colleagues . This only fueled my desire. So, I first
crossed my arms, then slowly climbed up the sleeves with my fingers, hooking the straps on my shoulders and pulling them down.
Using the elasticity of the straps, I managed to free my elbows. Then, I turned slightly to the side, supporting myself with my left hand.
With my chin resting on the desk, blocking anyone's view, I secretly unbuttoned the two buttons on the right side of my cheongsam.
I wanted to reach behind me through the open seam to unhook my bra, but the cheongsam was too tight; there
wasn't enough , and my hand couldn't reach the buttons. So I
simply unbuttoned all the buttons under my right armpit, and the cheongsam immediately opened, completely exposing my fair skin on the right side, all the way to my heels. At that moment,
if someone walked by, I wouldn't even have a chance to find a crack in the ground to crawl into! I quickly unhooked my bra
, and as I pulled it out, the uneven cups brushed against my nipples, sending a shiver down my spine. I hurriedly stuffed the bra
into the drawer, and then tried to fasten the buttons on my cheongsam with my right hand, but once I fastened them, they weren't so easy to unfasten
. When I finally managed to fasten one of the buttons around my waist, I saw that damned Xiao Li walking towards me. I quickly
tucked my right arm tightly under my armpit.

"Yingying, give me a copy of this month's sales report!" Seeing my unnatural expression and stiff
movements, Xiao Li's eyes showed a hint of doubt: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No..." My face flushed red, trying to hide my embarrassment. I picked up a folder from the table with my left hand and
handed it to him: "It's in there, take it!"

"Are you really okay?" He seemed puzzled.

"Really... okay!" My heart pounded with nervousness; I wanted to push him away.

Finally, after getting rid of Xiao Li, I breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling a warm liquid flowing from my lower body.
" Am I really that lewd?" I asked myself silently.

"Are you undressed? Why did it take so long? Did someone see?" KK had obviously overheard my
conversation .

"I'm undressed, but my clothes weren't buttoned up properly, and someone almost saw me!" My chest was still heaving.

"Wait, don't button them up yet, baby!" KK's breath seemed to be breathing into my ear through the phone.

"You want to...?" My consciousness began to blur.

"I want you to touch your own breasts with your hands, just like I usually touch you!" His words were like hypnosis.

I leaned forward slightly, continuing to support my chest with my left hand, my eyes half-closed. I
slipped my right hand into the unbuttoned opening of my cheongsam, just like KK always did. First, I gently stroked my nipples with my fingertips until they
hardened. Then, I spread my fingers and alternately kneaded my full breasts.
I bit my lip, trying not to moan, my mind filled with
images of .

"How is it, baby!" KK sounded like he was right beside me on the phone.

"I want..." I gasped.

"Want what?"

"Want...you..." My consciousness blurred.

"Why don't you use the tools in your bag?" he seemed to be reminding me.

I placed my open handbag at my feet, took out the pink vibrator, leaned back in my chair
, slightly parted my legs, pressed the vibrator against my clitoris with my left hand, and turned it on with my right. A current-like
sensation quickly spread throughout my body, causing me to tremble and go limp. The vibrator emitted a soft buzzing
sound, which startled me so much that I quickly inserted it into my already overflowing vagina. Instantly, waves of
pleasure surged through my body, my whole body felt hot, and my vagina involuntarily contracted, warm fluid flowing continuously from the opening
…

“Baby, how is it?”

“So…comfortable…” I tried to control my trembling voice.

"Are you thirsty, baby?"

"Mmm..." I subconsciously licked my dry lips.

"I want you to go get a glass of water with the vibrator inside you! Don't turn it off!" He knew the water dispenser was about
ten meters away, past several colleagues' desks.

But for some reason, I actually wanted to do as KK said, so I fastened the buttons on my cheongsam with trembling hands,
put on my high heels, and to my dismay, there was nowhere to hide the vibrator's switch! Just then, my arm touched
the protruding buttons on my cheongsam, and I immediately thought of a solution: I would thread the switch's cord through the gap in the buttons, wrap it around a few times,
and then fasten the switch inside the cord, using the overlap of the cheongsam to slightly conceal it. However, through the thin fabric of the cheongsam,
my nipples, which were prominent because I wasn't wearing a bra, were still visible. I gritted my teeth and stood up, enduring the throbbing within me.
I walked with my two weak legs, worried that the vibrator inside me might fall out, so my gait was awkward. Under the strange
looks of my colleagues, I walked to the water dispenser, poured myself a glass of water, and returned. I could faintly feel some vaginal fluid flowing down my thighs...

Just as I returned to my seat... Because of the dual stimulation of my colleagues' gazes and the vibrating egg inside me, and the thought that I
had secretly masturbated in front of so many colleagues, my body couldn't help but tremble. My legs went weak, and I collapsed into my chair.
I quickly leaned over the table, biting my lip hard to stop myself from moaning, clenching my legs, my vagina
spasming, and warm, wet fluid gushing out...

Little did I know that this lewd act in the office would have serious consequences. It turned out that Manager Zhao, an
old man over fifty, had installed a miniature camera on top of my seat,
recording .

VII. The Crazy Rooftop

Another weekend, thinking about tomorrow being my day off, I called KK to ask him to come home for dinner. After work, I went to
the market and bought KK's favorite dishes, and even bought him two bottles of beer. I remembered someone saying: "The way
to a man's heart is through his stomach."

Then I rushed home, wanting to have dinner ready before KK got home, and I also wanted him to have a
romantic and warm weekend. When I was almost finished in the kitchen, KK came home.

"Honey... come look!" I jumped into KK's arms like a little bird, kissed him, and then
took his hand to the dining table.

"It smells so good! Delicious! Delicious!" KK hugged me, looked down at the dishes on the table, sniffed them deeply, and
started eating with his hands.

"Go wash your hands, you glutton!" I gently patted the back of his hand.

Seeing my beloved man so happy made me very happy. What more could a woman ask for? While KK
was washing his hands, I poured him some wine.

"Come on, sit down. Let me serve you today!" I pulled him to sit on the chair, sat sideways on his
lap , hooked one arm around his neck, and used the other hand to pick up a chopstick and feed KK a bite of food.

"Is it good, honey?" I looked into his eyes affectionately.

"It's so good, baby. I want you to feed me wine with your mouth!" KK wrapped one arm around my waist and
unbuttoned my shirt with the other.

"You're so naughty!" I punched his broad chest with my little fist, looking down as he pulled open my
shirt, pushing up my bra, revealing my snow-white breasts beneath his eyelids.

I picked up my glass, took a big gulp, and brought my lips close to his slightly parted lips.
Our mouths met, and his tongue took the opportunity to invade my mouth, our tongues intertwining with the wine
. KK's hands kneaded my breasts...

Then he suddenly had a whimsical idea: he made me take off my upper body, stand in front of him, bend forward slightly, and slowly pour the wine glass
against the base of my neck, the wine flowing down my skin to my drooping nipples. He then tilted his head back and sucked on my
nipples while drinking, jokingly calling it "milk wine"!

It was completely dark by then. As we finished eating, taking turns, we were both aroused
. KK had already stripped me naked, and he was naked too. My genitals were already wet.
Ignoring mess on the table, I grabbed his penis, aimed it at my vagina, and sat down, writhing
...

"Baby, shall we do something exciting today?" KK wrapped his arms around my waist, rubbing his face against my full
breasts, making them tremble.

"How...how do you want to play?" My mind was already hazy, and I hugged his neck.

"Here, take this!" He handed me our house keys.

"What are you doing, honey..." I was already panting on his lap.

KK didn't say anything, but lifted me up by my buttocks. Of course, I didn't want his penis to leave my
body, so I had to hug his neck tightly with both hands, and my legs were also tightly wrapped around his waist. My full
breasts were also pressed tightly against his chest, and my whole body was hanging on him. KK walked barefoot to the door and
opened it.

"Ah...no..." I was stunned by his bold move and gently stopped him.

"Let's go to the rooftop to make love, baby!" he whispered in my ear.

"No...someone will see..." I buried my burning face in his neck.

"I want to try!" He glanced down the hallway, and seeing no one was around, he gently closed the door. Naked, he carried
me, also naked, towards the fire escape.

"No... ah..." My little fists lightly pounded his back, my heart pounding with nervousness. But as he
moved, his penis naturally moved in and out of my vagina, causing me to involuntarily let out a low
moan. Afraid of disturbing others, I remained silent.

We were on the 18th floor, just two floors from the rooftop. Carrying me, who weighed over 90 pounds, up those two floors, KK was already
panting, but his interest remained undiminished. We peeked out from the doorway like thieves, and
seeing no one on the roof, he carried me to the railing behind the water tower. He put me down and told me to turn around
and hold onto the railing. I knew he wanted to enter from behind, so I stood on tiptoe, deliberately sticking my butt out. When his
penis entered me again, my vaginal walls involuntarily tightened around it. Looking at
the lights and traffic below, feeling the cool night breeze, my excitement and arousal caused my juices to flow down my thighs
…

KK grabbed my breasts with both hands, kneading and squeezing them forcefully while thrusting rapidly…

“Mmm… mmm…” I bit my lip, letting out a low moan. At this moment, if someone came up to the rooftop
, we wouldn’t even have a place to hide.

“Is it… exciting?” KK’s voice was incoherent due to the force.

“Mmm… harder… husband…” I could no longer control myself.

“Beg me!” KK deliberately teased me.

“Please… husband… fuck me…” I twisted my hips.

“Are you a slut?” he asked while fucking me.

“Yes… ah… I… am a slut… ah…” I stammered.

“Look, so many people are watching me fuck you, you filthy bitch!” KK grabbed my hair, my head
tilted back.

"Ah...uh...ah..." I moaned repeatedly, gripping the railing tightly with both hands, welcoming KK's
repeated violent thrusts.

As KK thrust rapidly, my legs trembled uncontrollably, and my vagina spasmed repeatedly… I reached orgasm amidst shock
and fear Soon after, KK behind me shuddered, gripping my breasts so tightly they ached, and pressed his penis
firmly against the deepest part of my body. I felt streams of hot semen shooting inside me…

KK held me tightly from behind, his limp penis finally leaving my body after a long while. I felt
a warm, wet liquid flow down my thighs, and KK wiped it onto my breasts…

“You brought me here, and you still do this…” I turned around, my hand falling limply onto his chest.

“Was it good, baby?” His lips met mine again, his eyes gleaming strangely in the darkness.

"Mmm...uh..." I didn't know if I was answering or moaning.

"Let's go home, honey!" A night breeze blew by, and I felt a chill as I lay naked, curling up in his arms.

"Don't rush, let's play a little longer!" He still held me.

"Aren't you satisfied yet?" Actually, I wanted to stay a little longer, but I was afraid someone would see us.

"Yes, I want you to give me oral sex!" He was a little greedy.

"Greedy...too...hungry!" I pointed at the tip of his nose with my finger.

But I still squatted down, cupped his soft, drooping penis in my hand, and put it in my mouth. It tasted fishy and salty,
carrying the flavor of our bodily fluids. I teased and sucked on it with my soft, warm tongue, and it gradually
swelled in my mouth… I spat saliva into my palm, caressing his scrotum. He made pleasurable sounds. I
used my mouth to stroke his thick penis, saliva dripping onto my chest. Suddenly, I had a whimsical idea.
I spat out his penis, smeared the saliva on my chest into my cleavage, then cupped my breasts with both hands, thrusting my chest forward to bury his penis in my
cleavage , clamping it tightly, and stroked it with my breasts…

KK was enjoying my breasts comfortably. As I stroked them, I pressed my head against his abdomen, licking his skin with my
tongue . Watching KK's expression of pleasure, a feeling of happiness from serving the man I loved gradually filled
my entire body…

Finally, KK reached his climax, his body thrusting forward, a sticky, hot stream of semen spraying onto my
chin and then slowly dripping onto my breasts…

After KK calmed down, I carefully licked his penis clean, stood up, and he gave me a passionate… We embraced
tightly in the night breeze…

As night deepened, we quietly descended the stairs, still holding each other. When we were almost on the 18th floor, we suddenly heard a door open
. Startled, we quickly hid around the corner of the stairs. Only after the footsteps entered the elevator did we dare to come out.
As I trembled, naked, like a thief, I unlocked my door and we hurried inside. Leaning against the door,
my chest heaved for a long time, thinking about the wild moments with KK, and my lower body began to uncontrollably wet again…
…

8. The Consequences of Being Secretly Photographed

On Monday noon, the gaunt manager, Lao Zhao, had just returned from Hong Kong. He was a Hong Konger, around fifty
years old. He called me into his office, made me stand in front of him, and
scanned me from head to toe with a look that seemed to want to tear a piece of flesh off me. At the time, I was wearing an orange-red tight-fitting V-neck top. A low-cut
knit blouse with two fabric straps that wrapped diagonally around my full breasts and tied in a bow at the nape of my neck.
The neckline revealed my deep cleavage and plump mounds. The hem was short, reaching just to my waist, revealing my
slender flat waist and a small patch of snow-white belly. A large expanse of smooth skin from my shoulder blades up and my shoulders were also
exposed. I wore a white, wide-hemmed mini-skirt that barely covered my slightly upturned buttocks,
revealing two long, fair thighs. I wasn't wearing stockings, just a pair of white high-heeled strappy sandals with pink linings.
I was wearing a strapless bra and matching thong. Under his intense gaze, I nervously squeezed my legs together.

"Did I do something wrong...? What?" I stammered.

"As an employee, you have greatly disappointed me!" His expression was stern.

"Wh...what?" I was completely bewildered.

"Come here and see for yourself!" He made me walk to his side and look at a small screen on his desk.

On the screen was a woman in a cheongsam, sitting at her desk, her expression lewd, her head tilted back, her eyes slightly
closed , her lips slightly parted, her right hand kneading her breast from inside her open blouse... Wasn't that me!

"Ah...you...you took pictures of me without my consent?" I gasped, covering my mouth in shock. Overwhelmed with shame, my vision blurred, my legs
gave way, and I collapsed into Manager Zhao's arms. When I came to my senses, his hand was already inside my chest,
kneading my full breasts...

"No..." I struggled and resisted.

"Do you want the whole company to see you like this?" He released his grip, pointing to the small screen.

"No..." Of course, I didn't have the courage.

"Then why don't you behave?" A triumphant smile spread across his face.

"..." I was speechless, but stopped struggling.

"Are you being good now?" He looked into my eyes.

"..." I lowered my head, a tear welling in my eye.

"Say it!" he persisted.

"Um..." I nodded helplessly.

"Okay, then I want you to play yesterday's game again, right in front of me! Is that okay?" he asked. I
instinctively shook my head, then quickly nodded.

"Aren't you going to get the phone?" He patted my bottom. My eyes were red, and I tried hard not to
cry , also afraid that my colleagues would notice my strange behavior. With my head down, I helplessly took the phone and earphone and returned to his
office.

"You don't look like you did yesterday!" He didn't even spare my expression, so I could only force a
smile.

"That's right!" He made me straddle his lap facing him, one hand around my soft waist,
the other caressing my full breasts, kneading them... I helplessly closed my eyes, silently enduring the
lewdness of this man who could be my father...

"You should call your boyfriend!" His hand was still on my breasts.

Helpless, I put on my earphones and dialed KK's number: "Honey, I...miss you!" I tried
to be as sweet as yesterday, but my voice trembled slightly with nervousness.

"Baby, what are you doing?" KK asked me, the manager was actually eavesdropping on our conversation with my phone.

"I..." My heart pounded with nervousness, and I was momentarily speechless. He untied the knot of my halter
top and pulled it down to my waist, bra and all. My full breasts immediately bounced out, almost brushing against his
face. I was filled with shame. He grabbed my right hand and pressed it against my right breast, kneading it. I knew he
wanted me to touch myself like yesterday. So, I played with my right nipple with my fingers, while he
continued to play with my left breast.

"Not masturbating, are you?" KK was still joking with me, completely unaware that his girlfriend was being played with by
an old man!

"Um..." I saw the manager write "Answer truthfully" on the paper.

"Playing with what?" I was in agony, but KK was full of interest.

"Breasts..." I closed my eyes as the manager licked my nipples with his tongue. I could only try to imagine that it
was KK playing with me.

"Does it feel good, baby?" KK asked.

"Mmm..." My answer was like a moan. The tingling sensation from my sensitive nipples was uncontrollable, and
my lower body began to get wet. I didn't know if it was because of my own fantasies or my physical inability to resist the manager's licking.

"Why don't you touch down there, baby!" KK was completely unaware that he was helping this old man.

"No...don't..." The manager put his hand under my skirt. I didn't know whether I was saying it to the manager or to KK
.

"Try it, baby!" KK insisted, completely ignoring my situation.

"Mmm...ah..." The manager pulled me up by my legs and made me sit on the desk. Losing my
balance , I had to hold onto his head, which ended up with his face buried between my bare breasts.

"What's wrong?" KK noticed my voice sounded a little off.

"N-nothing..." I quickly tried to cover it up. The manager rolled my skirt up to my waist, pulled down my pink
thong, and hung it on my left ankle. He spread my thighs apart,
completely exposing my wet, private garden to his gaze... He used his bent index finger to lightly scrape and
squeeze my full mons pubis, and my body couldn't help but tremble, my breathing becoming rapid...

"Baby, how is it?" KK sensed my heavy breathing.

"So...comfortable...husband!" The manager started thrusting his fingers in and out of my vagina... My whole body went
limp, I held the manager's head in my arms, not knowing whether I was talking to the manager or to
KK on the other end of the phone. At the same time, this feeling of having an affair with another man in front of my husband deeply stimulated
the lust deep within me. My consciousness began to blur, the feeling of being humiliated by the manager was slowly
fading , replaced by an uncontrollable physical desire.

"Ah...good husband...ah ah...I want...you!" I moaned,
looking at the manager with longing and lustful eyes, and said to KK on the other end of the phone.

"Baby, you're so horny!" KK knew that I liked to hear such words when my desire was overflowing.

"Ah...yes...I'm a...ah...slut...faster...harder...ah..."
After a few thrusts with his fingers, the manager made me lie face down on his desk, my round buttocks sticking up. He held
his already erect penis and thrust it all the way into my wet, dripping hole, pumping rapidly until
my breasts trembled wildly, almost hitting the stationery rack on his desk. The sounds were intermittent.

"Baby, you seem particularly slutty today?" KK started to sense something was off.

"No...nothing!" I quickly grabbed my swaying breasts with both hands, trying to
speak . The manager slowly withdrew his penis from the entrance and temporarily stopped thrusting.

"Ah...ah ah..." When I was not prepared, the manager suddenly thrust his penis forward and
began to thrust even more violently. I quickly covered my earphone with my hand, afraid that my moans would arouse KK's suspicion.

After all, the manager wasn't as long-lasting as KK. A few minutes later, he pulled out his penis, grabbed my hair, and
turned my face towards him. I knew he was about to ejaculate, so I quickly squatted down, opened my mouth, and streams of hot semen
sprayed onto my face and into my mouth… I obediently took the manager's still-erect penis into my mouth, my soft tongue gently
entwining around it, until he released the last drop before spitting out his penis and swallowing the semen in my mouth.

"Honey, I have to hang up now," I said to KK at the manager's signal.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you tonight!"

"Mmm…" The manager wiped the semen from my face into my mouth with his finger. With his finger in my mouth, I
mumbled a response to KK and hung up the phone.

"Are you satisfied?" I asked, straightening my clothes as I looked at the satisfied smile on the manager's face.

"You're really lewd! I like it!" he said with a laugh.

"Then... can we delete it?" I asked, blushing and smoothing my messy hair, pointing to the small screen.

"Can you promise to be my goddaughter and listen to me in everything from now on?" he demanded.

"Well... okay, godfather!" I knew I had no bargaining power, so I reluctantly agreed.

"Good girl!" He touched my round bottom and then deleted the video.

"Godfather, can I go now?" I said sweetly, snuggling into his lap. I knew that I could only
avoid ruining my reputation by pleasing this man.

"Go on, my sweet girl!" After groping me a few times in my arms, he finally let me go and returned to his desk,
pretending nothing had happened. I naively thought the nightmare was over.

Nine, Godfather's Gift

. In the days that followed, I dared not dress so sexily or revealingly anymore. Godfather only
occasionally , without making any excessive demands. I thought everything was peaceful. That
day, KK was going to Nanjing on a five-day business trip. I took leave at noon to see him off. In the afternoon, I went back to work. Near the end of
the workday, Godfather called me into his office. He asked me to sit on his lap and pulled me into his arms.

"Why haven't you dressed more sexily these past few days?" He squeezed my breasts through my shirt.

"No...don't do this, someone will see us!" I looked at the open door, worried about being seen by my colleagues.

"You're being naughty, Godfather won't like that!" He didn't care about my worries at all.

"Godfather, it's not good for people to see us like this!" I tried to gently resist his advances, wanting to leave his
embrace and stand up.

"Then how about this...okay?" He turned on his monitor, and I saw on the screen
the lewd scene of myself being played with by him while making a phone call in his office last time.

"What...what do you want?" My body went limp instantly...

"I want you to obediently listen to Godfather, okay?" He held my chin with his fingers, looking into my
eyes , making me feel like I had nowhere to escape.

"...Um..." I felt like a cat with its tail on a leash. Did I have any
choice ?

"Tell your godfather yourself, my good daughter!" He had a conquering smile on his face.

"From now on, my daughter...will be good...and listen to her godfather." I stammered out the short sentence. "

That's right. Here, your godfather has a gift for you!" He kissed my cheek hard,
then pulled a large paper bag from under his desk and handed it to me.

"What is it?" I asked, a little curious.

"You can see it when you get home. Will you stay with your godfather tonight?" He already knew KK was away on a business trip.

"Um..." I had no right to refuse.

"Okay, your godfather will come to see you tonight!" He was very happy.

"Um..." I felt sad inside. KK had just left, and I had to submit to this man of the older generation.

Because it was closing time, and the office was bustling with people, my godfather could only pat my chest a few times
before letting me go. I hurriedly packed my things and went home.

Back home, looking at the empty room, a sense of loss welled up inside me. So, I took off my clothes and took
a shower, then, still in my pajamas, grabbed a box of cookies from the fridge, turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa watching
TV while eating cookies. Just then, my phone rang. I thought it was KK calling and quickly called out:

"Honey, I missed you so much!" I felt like a drowning person grasping at a straw.

"Haha, calling me 'honey' sounds much better than calling me 'godfather'!" It was my godfather's voice on the phone.

"It's...godfather!" I blushed at my carelessness.

"What? Forgot you were supposed to be with your godfather tonight?" My godfather seemed a little annoyed.

"No...no!" I didn't dare upset him.

"Have you seen the gift I gave you?" he asked.

"Just finished showering, not yet! What is it?" I thought to myself, I really had forgotten about it.

"Open it and see!" He wouldn't say.

I held the phone in one hand and took the box out of the paper bag with the other. I opened it and saw a finely made
black see-through dress, along with lingerie and a pair of high heels with thin metal heels.

"Do you like it?" my godfather asked.

"I like it!" To be honest, the dress was beautiful, and I really liked it. Besides, women are naturally resistant to three kinds of
gifts : fashion, cosmetics, and money.

"Put it on! See if it fits?" His tone didn't sound like he was asking for my opinion at all.

"Hmm." Actually, I wanted to try it too.

I hung up the phone, took off the only nightgown I was wearing, and took out the black mesh see-through thong from the gift box.
The thin straps dug deep into my buttocks. Then I put on a black see-through bra, except the cups
had silver-gray lace trim, which was very pretty. Next was a pair of black see-through denim pants,
low-waisted, with silver lace trim around the waistband and back pockets. The pants were
tight hugging my round buttocks and thighs. The hem was slightly flared with white ruffles. The top was
short, ending just at my waist, also made of see-through black mesh, a casual blazer style with a large lapel. The cuffs
and hem were trimmed with the same dark gray ruffles, and the neckline was low, revealing my deep cleavage. The buttons
were silver. The dress was a bit tight; when buttoned up, my breasts pushed the collar open quite a bit, even revealing
my bra . When I put on those ten-centimeter-high metallic stiletto sandals and stood in front of the dressing mirror, seeing
myself dressed like that, I couldn't help but feel a jolt of excitement. The dress looked really beautiful on me; all the seams
were with silver pearlescent thread, and the black tulle accentuated the dark gray ruffles, making it very eye-catching. Through the black tulle...
The clothes clearly showed my bra and thong underneath, and of course, almost my entire body.
If you looked closely, you could even see my pink nipples and the dark pubic hair. Wearing these clothes made me feel both noble and lewd. I had to admire the designer; how could they create such a fashionable style
from such thin fabric ? "All done, Godfather." I picked up the phone I had just put down. "Come down, I'm downstairs." Godfather's tone was filled with excitement. "Ah…no…" How could I dare go out dressed like this?! "Godfather wants to see how sexy and beautiful you look now!" "The security guard downstairs knows me. Why don't you come up, Godfather?" I knew it was hard to resist, and I tried to fantasize about a roundabout way to get what I wanted. "Daughter's been naughty! Godfather wants you down here!" He started to get annoyed. "It's not that I'm naughty, it's just that my clothes are too see-through," I pleaded with my godfather. "You have ten minutes, come down now!" He gave me his final ultimatum and hung up. I had no choice but to hurry downstairs. The two most difficult places were the elevator and the security room. In the elevator, I was afraid of being seen by the neighbors; in that cramped space, there was nowhere to hide. The security room was the only way out. Although they didn't know my name, they all recognized me. To be honest, going out dressed like this made my heart race. If they recognized me, how would we ever see each other again? Thankfully, I didn't run into anyone in the elevator. When I passed the security room, I let my hair down to cover my face and walked quickly, but I could still feel their burning gazes on me... In the distance, I saw my godfather waving at me from the other side of the road, leaning against his black Audi. Amidst the strange I walked to my godfather's side, my chest heaving nervously... "Even prettier than I imagined! Turn around so I can have a good look at you!" My godfather scanned me up and down with his eyes. I obediently spun around, and when I faced my godfather again, he grabbed my waist and pulled me forcefully . Wearing high heels, I lost my balance and fell into his arms, my full breasts pressing against his chest… … “You’re so lewd! Look, you’re all wet!” Ignoring the stares of passersby, he ran his hand over my crotch a few times, showing me his wet fingers. “I…” I realized my panties were soaked, and I blushed instantly. “Let me see what I’m missing?” He lifted my chin with his hand. “You need to put on some glamorous makeup and wear some jewelry. Use this!” He handed me a jewelry box. “Go back and dress up nicely, I’ll wait for you here!” he said with a smile. "You...have to come back?" I felt incredibly awkward. "Of course! And remember to put your hair up!" He patted . I had no choice but to face those two major problems again—the elevator and the security room. This time, I wasn't as lucky as before. On the elevator, I encountered a middle-aged couple who looked at me with surprised and complicated expressions. I was filled with shame. When I reached the 18th floor, I fled the elevator as if my life depended on it. I overheard them whispering: "That woman is shameless! Dressed like that!" "Sigh, society is getting more and more decadent!" "Look at the lecherous look you were giving me!" "..." Back home, I sat in front of the vanity for a while before my heart calmed down. I first put my hair up in a bun, opened the makeup box , applied a thin layer of foundation to my face, then applied light purple eyeshadow to my eyelids, followed by mascara, and finally applied a rose-red pearlescent lipstick. I opened the jewelry box my godfather had given me. Inside were a pair of large silver earrings, each about ten centimeters in diameter, and a silver necklace with pendants depicting two naked men and women embracing, loosely dangling into my fair cleavage. After I finished dressing up, I looked at my alluring face in the mirror and my revealing see-through top, and my heart pounded like a deer's... "Are you done?" Just as I was indulging in self-admiration, my godfather called. "Okay." I quickly composed myself. "Aren't you coming down yet?" my godfather urged. I sprayed some perfume on myself and hurried downstairs. In those few tens of minutes, I walked back and forth in the stairwell several times in such revealing clothes. I wondered what others would think of me. When I returned to my godfather's side, he finally smiled with satisfaction. He helped me into his car, his hand around my neck, and with a pull, I leaned against his shoulder . His lips pressed against mine, his tongue, smelling of cigarettes, invaded my mouth. I closed my eyes, involuntarily entwining and sucking with my tongue, because after his ministrations, I was already burning with desire … His hands kneaded my breasts through my thin gauze dress. I twisted my body, letting out muffled moans . My lower body was already soaking wet. Without realizing it, my hand reached for my godfather's crotch, caressing the bulge… “Godfather, I want…” I finally couldn't control myself. “Not yet. Go buy your godfather a pack of cigarettes.” He pointed to a brightly lit . "There are too many people there, I..." I wasn't even sure if my hesitation stemmed from fear or an inability to control my inner desires. "Go on, give me the key, I'll wait for you upstairs!" My godfather's words left no room for argument, so I had no choice but to open the car door . "Remember, wiggle your ass when you walk, you slut!" he said from behind me. I stood in front of the car door, straightening my clothes which he had slightly disheveled. Obediently, I swayed my rounded hips as I walked towards the store. The crotch of my gauze pants was damp and cool, clinging to my body, filling me with immense shame. But strangely , it also stirred a strange excitement within me. My alluring makeup, the sheer black gauze contrasting with the white lace and silver pearlescent threads—all of this made me stand out even in the darkness. I looked like a prostitute soliciting on the street, attracting the attention of passersby. His gaze roamed freely over me... The shop owner was a middle-aged man. He watched me walk towards him with an almost dazed look. For some reason, I suddenly felt a sense of vanity and pride in his gaze. When I bought cigarettes from him, he stared intently at my chest and my wet crotch, not reacting for a long time, almost drooling. I suddenly decided to tease this lecherous man a little. Of course, I couldn't let him take advantage of me.

I reached out and took a pack of cigarettes from his shelf, opened it, pulled one out and held it between my fingers. I
smiled seductively and said, "Could I borrow a light, sir?"

"Sure...sure!" he stammered, swallowing hard.

He hurriedly pulled a lighter from the counter and handed it to me, but I didn't take it.
Instead, I brought my fingers, still holding the cigarette, closer to my lips, which were adorned with bright pink lipstick, and leaned forward slightly. He immediately lit it for me.
In that instant, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him staring intently at the
half- …

"Big brother, thank you!" I placed the money on the counter, gave him a deliberately coquettish smile, and turned away, swaying my almost
naked round buttocks. I felt a warm fluid flowing from my lower body, sticky and wetting my panties.
A strange fire was burning fiercely in my heart...

When I couldn't wait to get home, my godfather was leisurely sitting on the sofa, watching my heaving chest:

"How does it feel? You little slut!" He mimicked KK's tone.

"..." Having my desires exposed was more embarrassing than being stripped naked. I blushed instantly.

"Isn't it great? Look at you!" He gestured for me to sit next to him, pointing to the wet patch of
panties clinging to my body.

"It's all your fault!" I said shyly, pretending to hit him with one hand. He took advantage of the situation and pulled me into his arms,
grabbing my hand behind my neck with his right. I rested my head on his arm.

My godfather gently kissed my neck, occasionally licking my skin with the tip of his tongue. Every time his tongue touched my
delicate skin, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. His tongue gently licked my ear,
his warm breath on my skin. I closed my eyes, shrank my neck, and moaned softly, while
my hands involuntarily reached out and groped aimlessly on his body. My godfather became even more excited, hugging me tightly, his hands slowly moving to my
chest, his fingertips touching my nipples through my thin clothes. My moans grew louder, and
he pinched my nipples... Those bouncy breasts…

My godfather took off my shirt and panties, grabbed my feet—my toenails were painted pink—and
kissed them, his tongue gently licking between my toes. Strangely, it felt strangely
pleasurable; a tingling sensation instantly spread throughout my body. To be honest, no man had ever treated me
like this before, not even KK. I weakly twisted my body. My godfather parted my legs and slowly licked upwards,
one hand caressing my inner thigh while his tongue licked down my thigh to my narrow pubic area. My body
trembled. I could clearly feel his tongue touching my labia, which were already soaking wet…

He lifted my bra, and my breasts bounced out, my pink nipples already erect. His
tongue slowly sucked on my nipples, occasionally biting them lightly with his teeth. My body trembled, and I let out a pleasurable,
hazy moan. I closed my eyes, my hands gripping the edge of the sofa helplessly. My godfather pulled down my underwear,
squatted in front of the sofa, put my legs on his shoulders, and used his fingers to spread my labia. Oh my god! He actually used
his wet, hot tongue to gently lick my tender clitoris. I felt like I was being electrocuted, letting out a soft "Ah!" and
tightly hugging my godfather's head with both hands. Then he rubbed my clitoris with his entire tongue like a washboard, and even circled his tongue and
inserted it into my vagina, stirring it around. I had never experienced such stimulation before, and my body trembled in waves...

"Ah...oh...oh..." I cried out loudly, squeezing my godfather's head tightly with my legs, and a
warm stream of vaginal fluid gushed out. I had never reached orgasm so quickly before!

My godfather spread my legs up and continued to stimulate my clitoris with the tip of his tongue. I opened my eyes and cried out in a dazed
and lingering voice,

"Godfather, I can't take it anymore! Stop..."

My godfather ignored me, took off his pants, climbed on top of me, and used his arms to hold my legs bent. He
dipped his penis in my vaginal fluid, smeared it with his hand, and then pressed it against my vaginal opening. He thrust his hips in forcefully, and
I screamed, "Ah!" I pinched my godfather's arm hard with my fingers. My godfather began to slowly thrust in and out,
gradually increasing the speed...

"Ah...so good...godfather...harder..." I cried out incoherently again as I was being penetrated.

My godfather made me turn around and kneel on the sofa. He stood on the floor, placed one leg on the sofa, and wrapped his arms
around my buttocks and waist from both sides, continuing to thrust forcefully. Each thrust reached my clitoris. Hearing my loud moans,
my godfather thrust even more wildly. While forcefully pounding my clitoris, he slapped my
buttocks making "slap, slap" sounds. My snow-white buttocks were left with many red handprints. Strangely... But I
felt incredibly excited. Soon after, I cried out "Ah... Waaah..." a few times, then lowered my head, my body
convulsing, collapsing onto the sofa and crying with excitement. I had reached another climax...

Suddenly, my godfather pulled his penis out, grabbed my hair, lifted my head, and shoved it into my
mouth. I quickly took his penis in my mouth and sucked hard, streams of hot, pungent semen spraying into my mouth... "Ah...! So good!" my godfather exhaled. "Godfather, this is your offspring." I tilted my head back
,

looking

at my godfather lewdly, sticking out my tongue to coat it with his
semen, and mumbled.

"That's all a man's essence, high in protein, it'll beautify your skin!" my godfather said, touching my face.

I obediently swallowed, nestled tenderly in my godfather's arms. Although he wasn't as strong or as long-lasting as KK, his
skill gave me unprecedented pleasure and satisfaction. My resistance to him was slowly disappearing...

After resting for a while, I took a bath with my godfather. That night, he held me as we lay down on
the bed that had once belonged only to KK and me, falling into a deep sleep, leaving only the pile of clothes on the sofa that exuded a lewd smell...

X. The Story on the Train

In the following days, my godfather came to my place every night to stay overnight until KK returned.
The day before KK returned, I washed all the clothes and sheets in the house to prevent him from discovering what happened between my godfather and me. I
still dressed very sexy and revealingly for work every day, but it wasn't entirely for KK anymore; it was also for my godfather.

After KK came back, my godfather and I only occasionally had our trysts in the office. About half a month later, my godfather
asked me to accompany him on a business trip to Shanghai. I had never been to Shanghai before, and I knew in my heart that my godfather was using his position for personal gain, but
I was still very happy.

"What clothes should I bring?" I asked my godfather with an ambiguous expression, looking forward to this
trip that belonged to my godfather and me.

"I'll get it ready for you! My little slut!" My godfather playfully pinched my nose and chuckled.

"You're definitely going to play tricks on me!" I pouted my sexy lips, but my godfather just smiled without answering.

Before leaving work that day, my godfather told me I didn't need to go to the company the next day. My train was at 11 a.m., and
he told me to wait at home for him to pick me up at the train station. The next morning, around 9 a.m., KK went to work. I had just gotten up and was
n't wearing any underwear, just a white see-through camisole nightgown, when my godfather arrived. He was carrying a red suitcase
and said to me,

"Your luggage is here. You don't need to bring anything else!"

"Thank you, godfather!" I closed the door and tiptoed to kiss him.

My godfather looked at me in my see-through nightgown and couldn't wait to grab me and pin me against the door.

"Ah! No…" I giggled and struggled.

My godfather didn't say anything. He turned me around, pressed me against the door, put one hand on my shoulder, and with the other hand
, he hooked my lower abdomen between my legs and pulled me back, making my buttocks stick up high. He loosened his pants and
pushed his already erect penis into my still wet vagina...

As I bent over to wipe away the semen that was slowly flowing down my thighs, my godfather sat
on the sofa watching me do all this with satisfaction. Then, he took out a set of clothes from his red suitcase: a
small black lace elastic bra, a matching thong, a light yellow casual
blazer matching skirt, and told me to change into them.

In front of my godfather, I took off the see-through nightgown and put on the black lingerie he had given me. I loved that strapless bra
the most ; it wasn't quite a bra because it had no cups or straps,
but it was shorter than a bra, only about ten centimeters long, not long enough to cover my full breasts. Then I put on the
pale yellow skirt, a two-piece skirt about thirty centimeters long, the upper part clinging to my body,
the lower part ... The skirt had wide pleats and a two-inch-wide white cloth belt at the waist. It was very short; if I sat down,
because the hem was so short, my bottom would practically land directly on the stool, making it easy to expose myself. Then I put on
the pale yellow long-sleeved blazer. It wasn't really a blazer, as it was only half the length of a regular
blazer The neckline was very low, with only one button below my breasts, revealing a large expanse of my white, tender
breasts.

"Does it look good?" I asked my godfather after I finished dressing.

"So alluring! It could definitely arouse any man's desire! Including impotent ones!" my godfather joked.

"Am I really that pretty?" I blushed, feeling a sweet warmth in my heart.

"I'm not lying, go look in the mirror!" my godfather laughed.

"Hmph..." I made a face at him and ran to the mirror. Looking at myself, I saw my full
breasts straining against the neckline of my cropped blazer, revealing a sheer black lace bra and a patch of
white cleavage. Through the gaps in the lace, I could clearly see the fair skin of my breasts. Further down,
my flat, white abdomen and slender waist were exposed, with a delicate oval navel
in the center, exuding feminine charm. Next, a low-cut skirt hung on my rounded buttocks, and a
white cloth belt was loosely draped decoratively around my waist, revealing a black t-shirt underneath. The thong strap of my pants
was full of sexual innuendo, and my fair and slender legs were completely exposed, exuding an irresistible carnal desire. The overall pale
yellow color and the black of my exposed underwear accentuated my youthful and fair skin. Looking at all this, I
felt like a million ants were crawling on my heart, and my lower body felt wet...

"Here, wear these shoes!" My godfather skillfully picked out a pair of white high-heeled leather shoes from my shoe cabinet.

My face flushed, I returned to my godfather's side, sat on the sofa, and put on my white high heels. My godfather
took out . Each set had two thin chains connected together. The lower chain was U-shaped, with both ends connected
to the upper chain. The upper chain was an open loop chain with small metal rings at both ends.
Overall , it looked a bit like a small thong.

"What is this?" I asked my godfather, puzzled.

"These are the shoe chains for sex slaves!" Without looking up, my godfather lifted my right foot and slipped the U-shaped chain into the indentation under the heel of my
high heel . Then he wrapped the loop chain around my ankle, took out a delicate little brass lock,
and threaded it onto the small loop locks at both ends of the chain on the outside of my ankle. He then locked my left foot as well. He put the key in his
pocket. This way, without his key, I couldn't take off my high heels. Hearing
the words "sex slave" and seeing the small brass lock hanging on the outside of my ankle, especially with the key in the hand of a
man , I couldn't help but feel a sense of being conquered.

"Alright, time's running out, you need to put on your makeup, make it a bit glamorous!" my godfather said to me. "Wear
the jewelry I gave you, and put on some nail polish."

While I was putting on my makeup, my godfather picked out a pair of black high heels from my shoe cabinet and put them in my suitcase.

"You have to bring your cosmetics, and perfume too." My godfather's head appeared in my mirror.

"Okay!" I stuck my tongue out at my godfather in a coquettish tone, sprayed some perfume on myself, and then packed
up my bottles and jars, grabbing a white handbag.

"Okay, we can go now, godfather!" I hooked my arm around his.

"Wait, there's something else!" He didn't move.

"What is it?" I shook my godfather's arm playfully.

"You have to promise me you'll do it, or I'll punish you!" My godfather's expression was very serious.

"When have I ever not listened to you? Every time you do whatever you want!" I said
truthfully .

"Okay, from the moment you step out of this door, we'll start a role-playing game! Your role is a
slutty prostitute. Once we get to the train station, we'll be two strangers. On the train, you have to do
everything you can to seduce me. Others can molest you, you can't refuse, but you absolutely cannot let anyone have sex with you,
understand?" My godfather said all this in one breath; it seemed he had planned this all along.

"I..." How could I not understand? I just felt too embarrassed.

"You want to punish me?" My godfather became stern.

"No...I...I agree." I was a little flustered.

"If you don't do it well, you'll have to redo it ten times! Understand?" It seemed he wouldn't let me off easily.

"I understand, I'll try my best!" I was both scared and hopeful.

"Alright, let's go!" My godfather stood up and let me drag the red suitcase downstairs by myself.

Downstairs, my godfather's car was being driven by Xiao Li. The moment he saw my outfit, he exclaimed, "Wow!
Yingying, you're so sexy!" I blushed instantly, glared at him, and jumped into the car. All the way there,
he kept glancing at me in the rearview mirror.

When we arrived at the train station, my godfather gave me my ticket and got out of the car. Xiao Li gave me a strange smile and drove
off. I dragged my suitcase through the bustling train station. My outfit, in both color and style, was
absolutely eye-catching, especially to the men!

"Wow! What a pretty girl!"

"She's dressed so boldly!"

"Yeah, look, she's wearing a thong, it's all showing!"

"Look at her breasts, they're so big! You can see them!"

"I love her waist, it's so slim!"

"Is she a hairdresser?"

"I wonder which train she's on. If she's on the same train as me, hehe!"

"..."

I heard a lot of comments about me. Although their comments were a bit too explicit and even a bit vulgar,
it's always a pleasurable thing for a woman to be noticed. Under the gazes of many men, I unconsciously
puffed out and perked up my buttocks, swaying my round bottom and my serpentine waist. I understood that this kind of attire and
the lewdness in my bones had naturally led me into the role my sugar daddy wanted me to play—a prostitute! Without realizing it, my
heart started racing, and my lower body began to feel wet…

My ticket was for carriage number six, a lower berth in a soft sleeper compartment, a small private space for four people. My godfather was opposite me;
the man in the upper berth above him was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and the man in the upper berth above me was a boy who looked like a student. They had arrived early and
were unpacking their luggage. My arrival naturally caught their attention, and their eyes 'scanned' me.
My godfather pretended not to recognize me, sitting there with a newly bought magazine. I threw my handbag on the bed, bent down, and pushed my suitcase under the bed. Naturally, they all saw the view under my skirt and the black thong
tucked between my legs.
Turning around, I smiled at my godfather, noticing his satisfied expression. I
raised and tucked my hair behind my head, causing my short shirt to ride up and reveal more of my belly.
Everyone was surprised by my bold move. I pretended to be nonchalant and sat down on the bunk.

The train started moving, the scenery outside the window rushing past, the wheels rhythmically pounding the tracks. The
middle-aged man and the student also got on the bunk and lay down. I felt their gazes constantly drifting down to my chest.
Although the air conditioning was on, I still felt restless and hot. My godfather's eyes were always on me; I knew it was time to
start playing my part.

"Uncle, why are you staring at me? Aren't you reading?" My voice was soft and slightly coquettish.

"You're making it hard for me to concentrate on my book!" my godfather said with a laugh.

"What? I'm not bothering you." I chuckled, my face flushing slightly.

"You've got a great figure, young lady!" my godfather pointed deliberately to my ample chest.

"Well, what can I do? Nobody wants a girl if she doesn't have a good figure!" I said, my words carrying a double meaning, my face turning red.

"What do you do for a living, young lady?" my godfather asked, feigning curiosity.

"..." I blushed instantly, feeling as if I were a prostitute, unable to speak of it.

"Oh, I shouldn't have asked, I shouldn't have asked!" my godfather's tone was also ambiguous.

Seeing how embarrassed I was, my godfather stopped making things difficult for me. He sent me a text message on his phone, telling me that
there was a black plastic bag in my suitcase containing a vibrator. He told me to go to the train toilet and insert it
into my vagina, and to clip the switch to my waist so that others could see it.

I had no choice but to get up and open the box. Then I noticed a small damp patch on the sheet I had just sat on. I
was incredibly ashamed and quickly grabbed the plastic bag containing the vibrator and went to the bathroom. Since my genitals were already quite wet,
the pink vibrator easily slid inside me. I tried to turn it on, and the intense vibration sent
a shiver down my spine. I quickly turned it off, then clipped the switch with the cord to my waist, leaving half of it exposed. And just like that,
I returned to the sleeper compartment, crossed my legs, and sat on the bed. My sugar daddy sent another text message: Turn on the switch!

I had no choice but to secretly turn on the switch at my waist. Instantly, a strong vibration spread from my lower body to my
entire body. Even the bed under my buttocks vibrated slightly. Fortunately, the sound of the train drowned out the vibrator's
motor. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know how to hide myself. Waves of uncontrollable pleasure surged through my body,
causing me to wiggle my buttocks incessantly. My face turned bright red, and I almost cried out!

"What's wrong, young lady? Why is your face so red?" My godfather deliberately drew the attention of the two people on the upper bunk.

"N-nothing... I'm just a little hot." I said, my shame mixed with panic.

"You're hot wearing so little, young lady?" My godfather pressed, intentionally making things difficult for me.

"..." I looked at my godfather with almost pleading eyes.

My godfather finally stopped saying anything. The trembling inside me made my body tremble and go limp. I could only curl up on the bed
, pulling the blanket over my almost naked buttocks. My legs, unable to take off my shoes, trembled in the air. I
closed my eyes , but I could imagine what a scene of eroticism it must have been. I felt my own juices flowing
down my thighs. With trembling hands, I sent my godfather a text message: Please spare me!

My godfather replied: Okay then, turn it off and sit on my bed! I turned off the switch, and after a few minutes,
calmed myself down, got up and sat on my godfather's bed.

"Uncle, where are you going?" I asked, trying to make conversation.

"Shanghai, and you?" My godfather pretended to be serious.

"Me too." I felt the student peeking at me, so I deliberately pulled my bra down a little.

"What's that?" My sugar daddy pointed loudly at the silver chain and brass lock on my ankle.

"My boyfriend gave it to me!" I smiled shyly and slyly.

"Oh, is that an MP3 player on your waist? And the wire?" He pointed to my pink vibrator switch.

"No, it's a toy!" I felt like a prostitute.

"Is it fun? Let this old man play with it?" My sugar daddy said, reaching to turn on my switch.

"No...don't..." I was really scared.

But it was too late. The renewed tremors within me made me weak, and I collapsed into my godfather's arms. I saw
the student above me looking at me with astonishment and envy, so close. A wave of feminine shame
washed over me, and I quickly scrambled to my feet, discreetly smoothing my not-too-messy hair. I gazed at him with mournful eyes.
"Godfather," I said, shaking my head slightly, but he ignored my silent pleas. Just then, I heard
the calls of fruit vendors from the other end of the carriage. My godfather sent me a text: "Buy some bananas. Do you know how prostitutes eat them?"

I nodded at him. Just then, the fruit cart came by. I endured the
constant and forced myself to stand up. I bought a box of packaged bananas and sat back down on my bunk. Suddenly, I
noticed a large wet patch on my godfather's white sheet, the one I had just sat on. I was instantly filled with shame. Fortunately, my godfather didn't
use this to humiliate me, but I knew the student must have seen the wet patch I had left.
The middle-aged man on the opposite bunk was staring intently at me. The tremors within me made my consciousness increasingly lewd. I gave
him a seductive smile, picked up a banana, and with my pink-nailed fingers, slowly peeled off the banana's
skin. Then, I stuck out my red tongue and licked the tip of the banana before slowly stuffing the thick banana into my bright red
mouth. I looked at him with hazy eyes, swallowing and sucking... I saw his hand
trembling ... If there weren't other people around, I think he would have pounced on me!

My godfather, also aroused by my extremely lewd actions and expressions, couldn't resist and sent me a text message: I
want to fuck you, come to the train toilet! Then he got up, and I followed him to the toilet. After closing the door,
my godfather eagerly pulled out his penis and shoved it into my mouth…

As he ejaculated his hot, pungent semen into my mouth, I carefully licked his penis clean.

“Turn off the vibrator, I can’t take it anymore!” I said, wiping the semen from the corner of my mouth. He finally agreed,
but wouldn’t let me take it out. Back in the compartment, exhausted, I lay down on the bunk and fell into a deep sleep…

Eleven, Breakfast on the Train

. In a hazy state, I felt a hand slip inside my collar, kneading my breasts. I woke up with a start and
saw my godfather’s familiar face. Outside the window, it was a misty morning, and the two people in the upper bunk were gone.

“No… what time is it? Where are they?” I was worried and instinctively flinched away.

"They got off in Nanjing, it's past five!" My godfather hugged me and unbuttoned the last
button on my shirt.

"Don't rush, lock the door!" I stopped struggling and pointed to the door of the compartment.

"It's already locked, you little slut!" My godfather started to take off my shirt.

"You're so naughty! You want to fuck me here!" I lightly punched his shoulder a few times with my little fists,
but still cooperated by pulling my arms out of my sleeves. My upper body was now only covered by that black bra,
with two pink nipples protruding under the transparent lace.

"I didn't expect you to be so lewd and seductive! I can't help but want to fuck you!" My godfather said very bluntly.

"It's you again, don't take it off... um..." My godfather was about to pull my bra up, and afraid of ruining
that beautiful bra, I had to stretch out my arms to let him take it off smoothly.

My upper body was completely naked, and I shyly crossed my arms in front of my chest, covering my full
breasts. My godfather wanted me to face the train window, with my buttocks raised high, straddling the short table on the train.
There was no need to take off my short skirt anymore, because my plump, white buttocks were already completely exposed to his eyes.
He pulled my narrow thong... He pulled his pants aside, the thin strap brushing against my clitoris, making me shudder.
Then he pulled the vibrator out of my vagina and inserted it into my anus. The short coffee table prevented me from stretching out my
body. Although I tried my best to stick my buttocks out and bend my waist backward, my full breasts were still pressed
firmly against the car window, deforming them. My clitoris pressed against the cold coffee table, and I felt
an unprecedented excitement. Then I heard him unzip his pants, and a solid penis entered
my vagina...

"Ah..." I groaned softly.

My godfather pulled my arm back, and with his thrusting, my breasts and clitoris rubbed against the car window and
coffee table . Waves of pleasure spread from my nipples and clitoris to every part of my body. What was terrifying was that my godfather also
turned on the vibrating egg that was inserted into my anus!

"Ah...ahhh...it feels so good...ah..." I moaned uncontrollably.

The villages and fields outside the window flashed past me quickly. The swaying train and my godfather's rapid thrusting caused my
vagina to experience various frictions. I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure my godfather brought me. One orgasm
after another made all my consciousness turn into a cloud, drifting higher and higher, farther and farther away...

In a blur, I felt my godfather release my arms; in a blur, I felt my godfather leave my
body . My limp hands unconsciously pressed against the window, my body still convulsing. After a long while, I finally opened
my tightly closed eyes.

"Ah..." I screamed. The train had stopped at a small station,
and a group of watching my naked body pressed against the train window! I covered my face in shame and slid
off the coffee table, squatting on the floor. My godfather, having drawn the curtains, sat beside me, laughing happily.

"You're still laughing! I'll hit you! I'll hit you!" My little fists punched his thigh, my breasts heaving
.

"Ouch! Ouch!" My godfather dodged like a mischievous old man.

"It's all your fault! You didn't even tell me we'd arrived!" I pouted angrily.

"Seeing you enjoying yourself so much, how could I bear to disturb you!" My godfather grinned mischievously, pulling
me, still shirtless, into a hug.

"So many people saw us, I'm so embarrassed!" My face was still burning as I lay on my godfather's lap.

"Don't you like this?" My godfather's hand stroked my smooth back.

"You still dare to say that!" I buried my head between my godfather's legs and gently bit his crotch.

"Oh... okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, haha!" My godfather laughed happily.

"I'm hungry, Uncle!" I looked at my godfather mischievously.

"Still not full? You little slut!" My godfather nudged my butt with his toe.

"Your little bit isn't enough!" My hand touched his crotch, my tone extremely lewd.

"Come on, to the dining car, it's on me!" My godfather teased me.

"Of course it's on you, I don't have a single penny!" I shook my godfather's leg suggestively.

My godfather stood up and confiscated my bra. I had no choice but to wear the short jacket. Although
I buttoned it up, my full breasts were still quite exposed. My thighs were covered in
a mixture he wouldn't let me. I took out a small mirror to fix my hair and makeup that my godfather had messed up, and then
followed him to the dining car.

The dining car was in carriage number ten, and we had to pass through three other carriages in between. In the narrow aisle of the carriage, I
attracted a lot of fiery glances along the way, with women's jealousy and men's inappropriate behavior intertwined...

The dining car was full of people, and we finally found a table. My godfather ordered me a bowl of millet porridge and
a fried egg. At the table across the aisle sat two men and two women, and they kept turning their heads to look at me. I
proudly puffed out my chest, pretending to be nonchalant, and listened to their hushed discussions.

"That woman must be a mistress!"

"She looks so sexy!"

"She's not wearing a bra!"

"Her skirt is so short, her butt is practically showing!"

"Why does she smell...slutty?"

"Could it be..."

I was sipping my porridge, and of course I knew they were referring to the lewd scent emanating from between my legs. I
shyly squeezed my legs together, feeling a surge of panic. I accidentally spilled some porridge on my bare breasts. The porridge was
hot, so I pulled open my shirt and frantically grabbed a napkin to wipe it off. As I wiped, my full breasts
trembled , and the two girls covered their mouths and laughed.

I lowered my head in shame, my face burning, but my lower body inexplicably became wet again. Was I
really that lewd? No! My godfather forced me to do this! While my mind raced with these thoughts, I quickly
finished my meal and returned to my private room. More than an hour later, I finally arrived at Shanghai Station, and I let out a long
sigh of relief …
12. The Confusion in the Hotel

After getting off the train, the fatigue of the journey left me no time to appreciate the charm of Shanghai. I
checked . My godfather and I shared a room. He unfastened my anklets and made me take off my clothes to
shower with him. Naturally, he took advantage of me again! Coming out of the bathroom, I wrapped myself in a large bath towel and collapsed onto the
spacious bed. So comfortable!

"Rest here for a bit, I'm going out!" My godfather said as he rummaged through my suitcase for clothes
.

"Oh, when are you coming back?" I asked, lounging lazily on the bed.

"Not long, a guest is coming soon, we need to ask him for a favor, so you'd better behave yourself!" My godfather said without
turning around.

"Huh? What do you want me to do?" I jumped up from the bed.

"Have you forgotten your role?" My godfather's voice was icy.

"You really want me to be... a prostitute?" I could hardly believe it myself.

"Did I say you could stop playing your role?" My godfather ignored my distress.

"I... am your... woman!" I hadn't expected him to give me to a stranger.

"I know, but we're in a bit of trouble right now, and besides, you don't want everyone to see your videos
, right?" My godfather used both soft and hard tactics.

"I..." He'd hit a nerve, and I was speechless for a moment.

"Besides, you're so flirtatious, it wouldn't be bad to experience it, haha!" He actually said that to me.

"You..." I grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at him.

"Alright, I'm leaving. Change your clothes before I come back, and remember to put on makeup!" He threw a stack of clothes
on the bed and walked away as he spoke.

Alone in the strange, quiet room, I suddenly thought of KK, thinking about everything between me and my godfather.
I felt so sorry for KK, but my godfather had my videotapes, and I couldn't disobey him. Strange man!
Strange man! I muttered to myself. Because of my godfather, I had already betrayed KK, and one more wouldn't make much
difference. I was forgiving myself.

So, I got out of bed, unwrapped my towel, put on the clothes my godfather had left me, opened my
handbag, and started putting on makeup in front of the small mirror. After spending more than twenty minutes getting ready, I couldn't wait to
run to the bathroom to look in the mirror. In the mirror appeared a seductive and alluring woman: loose

hair accentuated her alluring face, and a pair of large silver earrings almost reached her shoulders. She symbolically wore a loose black long-sleeved fishnet top, through which a deep red patent leather bikini-style bra with a neck loop was clearly visible. Thin straps were knotted at the back and nape of her neck , and two small triangular pieces of fabric covered her large breasts, revealing a deep cleavage. Besides these two... Aside from a small piece of cloth covering me, all my skin was exposed to the gaze of others through the large mesh. Below was a dark red, tight-fitting patent leather mini-skirt, the short skirt hugging my round buttocks and exposing my plump, long thighs. My godfather hadn't given me underwear, so there was nothing underneath the skirt. If I bent over or squatted down, my genitals would be visible. In the mirror, I really looked like a wanton prostitute. My face was burning, and my genitals were starting to get wet... The phone rang. It was my godfather, saying he and his client would be back in twenty minutes and that I had to do three things: 1. Insert a vibrator into my anus; 2. Peel a banana, put it on a condom (there were some in the hotel restroom), and insert it into my vagina ; 3. Put on black high heels and lock them with ankle chains. Good heavens, he actually wants me...? I felt humiliated, but I had no choice but to comply. Then, I leaned against the headboard and watched TV. The door opened, and my godfather brought in a man about his age. The man looked at me with lecherous eyes, given my sexy attire. "Come on, greet Director Yang!" My godfather beckoned to me. "Hello, Director Yang!" I had no choice but to stand up and put on a coquettish smile. "Oh! Oh! Old Zhao, are you 'keeping a mistress'?" Director Yang's eyes remained fixed on my chest as he asked my godfather. "Her? I met her on the train, she's very flirtatious, hehe!" I knew my godfather was saying this on purpose to remind me of my role. "Really?" Director Yang seemed surprised. They sat facing each other in the armchairs of the guest room. I poured them a glass of water, and just as I bent down to put it down, my godfather touched my buttocks. "No!" I said, but I wasn't really resisting. My godfather pulled me into his arms, and I sat on his lap. He squeezed my breasts with his hands . Being touched in front of another man made me blush, and my female instincts made me shyly try to avoid him. "Ah..." My godfather suddenly spread my legs, and my short skirt rode up, exposing my white buttocks bare genitals to Director Yang's view.

"This woman is so slutty! She's not even wearing underwear! Heh!" Director Yang had really started to think of me as a prostitute.

"Take a closer look, she's more than just slutty!" My godfather made him look at my genitals.

"Huh? What's this?" Director Yang moved closer to my inner thighs and saw the condom
ring sticking out from my labia. Of course, he didn't know there was a banana inside! Then, he noticed
the string of the vibrating egg in my anus and tugged at it.

"No..." I felt ashamed like a caught thief, trying to squeeze my thighs together, but my godfather
's hands held my legs tightly.

Director Yang curiously tugged at the condom ring sticking out from my labia. My labia and vagina
unconsciously twitched, and at the same time, my body secreted a humiliating fluid. The bulging condom slipped out
...

"It's a banana?!" Director Yang exclaimed in surprise as he pulled out the condom and held it in his hand.

"Haha, pretty lewd, right?!" My godfather laughed smugly, and I felt my face burning.

My godfather loosened the knots at the back of my neck and back, and the small piece of fabric silently
slipped down through the loose fishnet, revealing my fair and full breasts trembling alluringly. My erect nipples even peeked out from the mesh.

"Come on, suck it for me!" my godfather said, pressing my head down.

I obediently knelt between my godfather's legs, loosened his belt, unzipped his pants, and took his penis in my
hand . He lowered his head and sucked and stroked it... My full breasts
swayed in the loose fishnet outfit... Desire began to burn in my heart, and the desire within me made me involuntarily raise my white, round
buttocks high, writhing lewdly under Director Yang's nose...

"I can't take it anymore, this woman is too horny!" I heard Director Yang impatiently taking off his pants, followed
by a hot penis pressing against my vaginal opening, thrusting in hard all the way in, the glans hitting my cervix...

"Mmm... Oh..." Being penetrated by two men at the same time for the first time, I made muffled sounds. A
strange sensation washed over me, making my mind race. My vagina contracted rhythmically, holding his penis
tightly ...

Director Yang thrust rapidly from behind me, rubbing my nipples with his hands. His thrusts varied in intensity, sometimes light
, sometimes heavy. My godfather turned on the vibrating egg in my anus, holding my head and stroking it up and down...
The simultaneous stimulation of my vagina, anus, breasts, and mouth—something I had never experienced before—excited me to the point of madness, quickly bringing me
to the brink of climax.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Oh..." I spat out my godfather's penis, moaning and
panting .

"Mmm...mmm..." My godfather shoved his penis into my mouth again, and I moaned lewdly...

Perhaps my lewd appearance and moans stimulated them, because they
thrust harder into my vagina and mouth, and I moved my hips and head to meet the two men... My vaginal fluid and saliva were
constantly from my vagina and mouth containing their penises...

Before long, my body tensed up, trembling as if electrocuted, my whole body shaking, and my vaginal fluid gushed
out wildly. I reached orgasm! Then, my godfather ejaculated a stream of hot and fishy semen into my mouth, and then it was
Director Yang's turn... They both brought their penises to my mouth, making me take turns sucking
the semen !

I sat exhausted and limp on the floor, my hair, glistening with sweat, clung to my flushed face. Clear, sticky
fluid mixed with white semen flowed from between my full labia. Red welts from being squeezed and
pinched , which trembled slightly against my heaving chest…

“That was amazing!” Director Yang sat down and lit a cigarette.

“So, Director Yang, you've got my problem covered?” my godfather asked opportunely.

“No problem, but… she has to spend another day with me tomorrow, hehe!” Director Yang looked at me, sprawled on the floor,
my hair and clothes disheveled, and laughed.

“Okay! Okay!” my godfather secretly nudged me with his foot.

I tucked my messy hair behind my ear and quickly forced a fawning smile at Director Yang…

Thirteen, A Deal Under the Sun

The next morning, I was sound asleep when my godfather urged me to get up. I looked and it was only a little past seven. I took a shower, and
my godfather had already prepared my clothes.

“Why aren’t you wearing any underwear?” I asked my godfather.

“Isn’t this better? It’s more convenient!” My godfather said, looking at my naked body with a smile.

“You…” I stomped my foot in anger, but unexpectedly, my breasts trembled, which only made my godfather laugh even more.

My face flushed red. I turned away and went to the bathroom to get dressed, ignoring him. I picked up a
dress put it on. It was black, made of stretchy cotton, a camisole style, with a half-up bra at the chest—or more precisely
, a bra cup from the bottom of my breasts upwards. It made my already full breasts appear even more prominent,
exposing about a third of them, not to mention the deep cleavage. The dress had an opening in the front
without buttons. From the chest to the bottom of my breasts, there were two rows of small, silver-plated holes on either side, with
a small red strap threaded through them like a shoelace. The hem of my shirt was short, barely reaching
my waist , with rounded corners, meaning that no matter what I did, a triangular patch of my belly would be exposed.
The edges of the shirt were trimmed with wavy black ribbon.

My lower body was covered by a short skirt made of the same fabric, with an inverted triangular opening below my navel, like a zipper on pants
, except it didn't have a zipper and didn't overlap. There were also small metal holes on both sides,
tied with a small red strap. The skirt was very short, and to prevent my bare lower body from being easily exposed, I had to pull it down a little. But
this allowed a glimpse of my "dark forest" through the gap in the strap! The hem of the skirt was also adorned with
black wavy ribbons, followed by a pair of black stockings and my black high heels
. A glimpse of my fair thigh peeked out between the stockings and the hem of the short skirt. I carefully applied my makeup in front of the mirror, putting my hair up
and then letting it down, ultimately deciding it looked better down. After getting ready, I walked over to my godfather.

"Is it ready? When are we leaving?" I looked at him expectantly.

"Great! Remember, no matter what, make sure he signs this agreement!" My godfather looked at me
with a strange glint in his eyes, handing me a prepared document.

"I know! You men are all the same!" I rolled my eyes at him and stuffed the document into my handbag.

"Who said that? This is good stuff!" My godfather said to me with a smile, touching his crotch.

"It's all this fault!" I couldn't help but chuckle, covering my mouth as I watched my godfather's comical expression.

"Alright, finally I see my sweet daughter smile! You look so charming when you smile!"

"Ugh..." I pouted playfully.

"Sweetie, after we finish this, I'll take you shopping. You can buy whatever you want, okay?"
My godfather hugged me, his hand stroking my bare belly.

"You mean it?" I tapped his forehead with my finger.

"Of course! But you'd better behave well today!"

"I... know..." I said in a coquettish voice.

Just then, Director Yang walked in without knocking, his eyes lighting up at my attire: "What a
beauty ! I'll have to enjoy her tonight!"

"Hurry up and go keep Director Yang company!" Seeing this, my godfather quickly released his hold on me and gave me a push around the waist.

"Brother Yang, where are we going?" I pretended to stumble and threw myself into Director Yang's arms. I figured
men and women are alike afraid of being called old, so I changed my address to Brother Yang.

"Just follow me, Old Zhao, I'm off!" Director Yang, still with his arm around my waist, said goodbye to my godfather and
walked out.

"Bye-bye..." I turned back and blew my godfather a kiss.

I intimately linked my arm with Director Yang's, pressing my body tightly against him, like an older man and a younger woman entering
the elevator. As soon as we were inside, he couldn't wait to kiss me.

"Don't rush, I have all day long, there's plenty of time!" I gestured to the
CCTV , smiling as I subtly dodged.

"Hehe! Ah...? Okay!" Director Yang restrained himself, pulling me tightly into his arms. Using
my body as cover, he slipped his hand under my skirt, discovering I wasn't wearing underwear. His surprised expression was tinged with delight.

"It's all for you!" I nestled shyly against his chest, poking his heart with my finger
.

"So, are you wearing a bra?" he asked with a smile.

"Can't you see for yourself?" I asked, looking down.

"Wow! I've never seen such a horny woman!" He hooked one finger
around , easily revealing my pink nipples.

"Mmm...no..." He squeezed my clitoris with his finger, and I twisted my body, nervously clamping his hand tightly between
my thighs .

The elevator reached the underground parking lot, and he had to pull his hand away. The parking lot was deserted
, and my high heels made a crisp 'clack, clack' sound on the concrete floor. Director Yang led me to his
car but didn't open the door.

"Quick, help me release some of my pent-up desire!" He leaned against the car and pressed his finger against my lips.

I gave him a flirtatious smile, placed my soft little hand on his bulging crotch, looked around, then
squatted down, unzipped his pants, and pulled his penis out of his underwear. I stuck out my tongue, a drop of saliva
sliding from the tip onto his glans. I spread the saliva evenly on his glans with my tongue, then gently stroked it up and down
with my hand …

Then I licked his glans with my tongue, playing with his testicles with one hand,
while the other hand reached under my skirt to touch my clitoris. He placed his hands on my head, and I took his glans into
my mouth sucked on it. He licked his urethra forcefully with the tip of his tongue...

I looked up at his comfortable expression with his eyes half-closed, swallowed his entire penis, and started stroking it quickly.
My lower body was also wet from touching myself. Before I could enjoy it, Director Yang suddenly ejaculated.
Caught off guard, I coughed from the semen. A little semen spilled from the corner of my mouth, which I quickly caught with my palm. I
continued to suck on his penis until it was completely limp before spitting it out. Then I swallowed all the semen in my mouth and
stuck out my tongue to lick the semen in my palm into my mouth as well. I know that men never want their treasures to be
wasted .

"Brother Yang, you're so selfish! You only care about your own pleasure and don't care about making me feel itchy!" As
we got into the car, I shook his arm and flirted with him, pulling his hand down to my slightly open crotch.

"Hehe, can't take it anymore? Okay, I'll help you!"

He spread my legs apart, one leg on his thigh, the other on the dashboard. I
leaned against the car door, lifted my buttocks, rolled my skirt up to my waist, and completely exposed my lower body to him...
"

Ah..." I let out a soft moan with my eyes half-closed. His fingers inserted into my vagina,
exploring ...

"Ah... ah..." I don't know where he touched me, but my body suddenly trembled. A
tingling, throbbing, itchy sensation spread throughout my body, along with an urge to urinate. Seeing that he had found my most sensitive
spot , he placed his other hand on my lower abdomen, and his hands began to vibrate rapidly, one inside and one outside
...

"Ah... God... so comfortable... ah..." My hands thrashed and twisted wildly on the seat.

"Mmm... Ahh... Good husband... I'm going to be... played to death by you... Ugh..." My body trembled
involuntarily , my mouth uttering moans that rose and fell with each tremor.
I tried to exert force but couldn't, the pleasure slowly building within me. I stuffed four fingers tightly into my mouth...

"Ah... Husband..." I screamed, my body suddenly stopping in mid-air, a spasm escaping my lips. My
vaginal fluids gushed out continuously. After a long while, my still-convulsing body finally slumped back into my seat, my
chest heaving, experiencing an orgasm that had never been so long and exhilarating...

"Brother Yang, you're so amazing! You've almost driven me crazy!" I looked at him with seductive eyes,
stretching out my soft little hand for him to pull me up.

"Satisfied? You little slut!" He pulled me up, laughing as he asked.

"Mmm, oh, your hand..." I nodded, blushing,
only realizing it was covered in my own juices when I touched his wet fingers.

"Hehe, it's all yours!" he lewdly chuckled.

"Okay, stop laughing at me, is this enough?" I put his fingers in my mouth and sucked them clean,
even I was surprised at how lewd I was!

I spread my legs, bent down and used a tissue to wipe the semen that had dripped onto my thighs and buttocks. When I looked up,
I saw Director Yang leering at me. I gave him a coquettish smile and said,

"Haven't you had enough yet? Here, keep this as a souvenir!" I pretended to stuff the crumpled paper in my hand into his
pocket.

"Alright, stop fooling around! Let's go get something to eat!" He smiled and started the car.

"Where to?" I took out my small mirror, fixing my makeup as I asked.

"Western food, okay?"

"Great! I've never had it before!" I was delighted.

He took me to a Mexican restaurant on Hongmei Road. The luxuriously decorated hall played elegant soft music.
We embraced like lovers in the throes of passion, choosing a table by the floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of the scenery outside.
Most of the patrons were elegant men and sexy, fashionable women, so my attire
wasn't considered excessive. He ordered some dishes I'd never tried before, and I awkwardly used the knife and fork. At that moment, I felt
incredibly happy and blissful. A woman's happiness lies in the satisfaction of sex and her innate vanity.

In the afternoon, he drove me around several bustling areas of Shanghai, then we arrived at
a . He led me to an apartment on the third floor.

"Is this your home?" I looked around the room.

"This is our home now," he said with a smile.

"Is your wife not here?" I was a little scared, after all, I was now a woman in a scandalous situation.

"Don't worry, she doesn't know this place," he said, noticing my hesitation.

"Oh... I see, this is where you keep your mistress, isn't it?" Without any inhibitions, I deliberately
pressed my breasts against his chest and lightly tapped his nose with my fingers.

"You're such a clever and seductive woman!" He grabbed my buttocks with both hands.

"Ah... be gentle, you bad boy!" I playfully punched him in his arms.

"Can you dance for me? Something sexy!" He pecked at my lips.

"Is it a striptease?" I murmured, my ears burning.

"It doesn't have to be stripped, but it has to be sexy!" He let go of me and turned on the music.

Loud music blared. He sat on the sofa, and I stood in the center of the room facing him, my high heels
swaying to the beat, my full breasts bouncing. I swayed my hips from side to side,
slowly caressing my breasts through my clothes, my eyes radiating a hot and wanton light. I didn't take off my clothes,
but pulled out my white, full breasts from the low neckline. I lightly touched my nipples with my fingers and licked
my lips with my tongue. Then, I turned my back, bent over, and... My buttocks were raised high, letting him
see my wet, exposed vulva under my short skirt. I wiggled my hips at him…

I turned my head, put my fingers in my mouth and sucked on them, while my other hand lifted my skirt,
rubbing my clitoris with my fingertips, casting longing glances at him…

After more than ten minutes, he finally beckoned to me, making me kneel on the coffee table with my buttocks raised high. I wiggled my hips
expectantly at him. He stood behind me, rolled my short skirt up to my waist, and
inserted his hard penis into my body…

“Ah…so good…husband…” Men usually don’t object to women calling them husband, especially
a beautiful and seductive woman.

“Ah ah…so amazing…ah…so deep…” He thrust forcefully from behind me, and I kept
moaning wildly.

"You slut, you're so wanton, I'll fuck you to death!" He bent down, squeezing my
breasts that swayed precariously outside my low-cut top, releasing his pent-up desire inside me.

"Good husband... ah... so... comfortable... ah..." My voice trailed off with
each . A woman calling someone "husband" doesn't necessarily mean he's her husband.

He thrust his penis tightly into my body, starting to pump rapidly, not pumping, but pressing it against my
body . His body pressed tightly against my buttocks, the intense stimulation deep inside me making it
hard to breathe. My hair hung loosely, my mouth was open, my waist arched, and
my buttocks pressed tightly against his lower abdomen.

"Ah...good husband...faster...ah...I can't take it...harder...ah..." Before long, my
body began to tremble slightly, on the verge of orgasm, panting heavily...

Seeing that I was close to orgasm, he thrust even harder, and soon, a shudder ran through his body
like , and I convulsed along with it, and we both reached orgasm at the same time!

When he left my body, I lay limp on the coffee table, letting the milky white fluid from between my legs
slowly drip onto it. I could still feel my genitals twitching...

Later, I even went to the kitchen to cook dinner for Director Yang. We lived like a young couple for
about ten hours. After dinner, he had sex with me again. Because he was worried about his wife's suspicions, he didn't dare spend the night with me.
After signing the agreement with my company, he sent me back to the hotel where my godfather and I were staying.

Fourteen, Romance on the Huangpu River

Because I successfully completed my godfather's task, he ended my role as a prostitute and restored my status as his
goddaughter . Moreover, he kept his promise and took me to have a good time in Shanghai that day, buying me several
sets of expensive clothes and brand-name cosmetics.

When we returned to the hotel with our bags, the whole of Shanghai was brightly lit. My godfather said he would take
me to the Huangpu River that night. I was excited and quickly took a shower. I had been shopping all day and was quite
sweaty. I knew that as a woman, besides being beautiful, I also needed to keep myself clean at all times to attract men;
it was my habit.

"What should I wear, godfather?" I asked, peeking out of the bathroom naked after I finished showering.

"Wait, I have another idea!" My godfather got up and walked towards the bathroom.

"It's definitely a bad idea!" I pouted playfully.

"Come on, sit on it." He lifted me onto the sink counter, placing one foot on the counter and the other
on his shoulder.

"Look at you, so impatient!" I blushed, thinking he wanted to have sex with me.

"I want to shave all your hair off, it'll look more slutty!" He tugged at my pubic hair with his fingers.

"No..." I was a little shy, not knowing what it would look like after shaving.

"But I want to!" He ignored my objections, picked up the shaving cream from the table, squeezed it onto my pubic hair, and
spread it with his fingers. The cool shaving cream clung my pubic hair together. Then he picked up a disposable razor from the hotel.

"No... Godfather..." I twisted my body nervously.

"Don't move, be careful not to cut yourself!" Godfather pressed the cool blade against my skin. I dared not move again, only
hearing the soft sizzling sound of the blade scraping.

I looked down at my godfather, who was carefully scraping my labia with one hand. The scraped area revealed my
smooth skin. The cool blade scraping against my most delicate skin, and the thought of
a man sculpting my most private parts like this, made my genitals involuntarily wet…

After finishing, my godfather rinsed my genitals with water, then spread my legs apart, facing the mirror
, and held me, letting me see my smooth vulva in the mirror.

“Isn’t it beautiful? More lewd than before?” he asked, playing with my labia with his fingers.

“…” My face flushed red, but I couldn’t deny that I liked it.

“Wear the new black lingerie you bought today!” my godfather said, stroking my smooth body.

"Okay, let's put it on now, alright?" I turned to look at my godfather.

He put me down, and I went to the bedside. I took out a black lace see-through bra and thong from the paper bag,
carefully cut off the tags with small scissors, and put on the narrow thong. I noticed the thin straps
were deeply embedded in my smooth vulva, rubbing directly against my clitoris, giving me a unique feeling. Because I had shaved
my pubic hair, I no longer had to worry about not being able to cover my dark pubic hair like before. After putting on the bra, I
looked at my godfather with a questioning gaze.

"Wear these stockings and this outfit!" My godfather found a set he had just bought today in the paper bag.

The stockings were light gray, and the outfit was a light purple short-sleeved, small-collared suit skirt. The pale purple
was almost white, and it was my favorite outfit of the day. The skirt wasn't too short, about mid-
thigh . I usually wear a medium, but my sugar daddy made me buy a small. Of course, I knew he was doing it on purpose
so it would fit me tighter and make me feel sexier.

I sat on the edge of the bed, slipping my long, slender legs into light gray stockings, then a tight-fitting short skirt that
clung tightly to my round buttocks. Next, I put on the short-sleeved blazer with a small collar. I liked this outfit
because it was completely unadorned; the close-fitting cut simply accentuated the lines of the human body. Besides, purple has always
been one of my favorite colors. The blazer had three buttons; my godfather only allowed... I buttoned the bottom two buttons, but because the dress
was a size too small, and the top button was undone, my full breasts pushed the neckline open wide, revealing my
black bra and fair cleavage, which stood out starkly against the light purple coat. Especially when I
bent over to put on my white high heels, I felt as if my heavy breasts would fall out
immediately .

As I stood proudly before my godfather, seeing his satisfied gaze and the prominent bulge in his crotch
, a sweet sense of pride and self-satisfaction welled up inside me.

"Put your hair up and put on some light makeup!" My godfather pulled me into the bathroom. Just as I was about to put on
makeup , his hand reached out from behind and squeezed my breasts.

"Don't... move, it's hard for me to put on makeup!" I laughed as I looked at my godfather behind me in the mirror.

"Then wait a bit!" My godfather rolled my skirt up to his waist and pulled my pantyhose down to my knees.

"That's incest, godfather!" I teased him coquettishly, but still cooperated by bending down and
sticking my round buttocks up in front of him.

"I can't help it, you're just too sexy!" My godfather couldn't wait to pull out his penis and
squeeze it into my vagina from the edge of my thong...

A feeling of fullness and satisfaction filled my whole body...

"Ah...so good...ah..." My godfather was fucking me hard, and my body
swayed with each thrust...letting out incoherent moans.

My godfather thrust rapidly, but he was getting on in years and had become excessively lustful. Within minutes, he
ejaculated inside me, while my desire was only just beginning. I writhed, my still unsatisfied body twisting, my vaginal
walls greedily clinging to his penis until it completely slid out…

“Godfather…” I couldn’t hide my desire, turning back to look at him with lustful eyes.

“Not full yet? There’ll be more for you later!” My godfather patted my buttocks.

“You said it yourself!” I pouted, tilting my chin as I straightened my clothes.

“Of course! Let’s get ready, we’re going out.” My godfather was also straightening his clothes.

"Ugh, I'm your secretary, your goddaughter, and now I have to be your concubine, it's exhausting!" I said playfully
while putting on my makeup.

"By the way, your role today is my wife, haha!" he said happily.

"Am I the wife today?" I deliberately glared at him in the mirror.

"Haha, I mean you have to be special today, especially when there are other people around. You have to call me
husband , understand?" he explained with a laugh.

"Understood, my dear husband..." I playfully dragged out the sound, because when I called my godfather "husband," I
suddenly thought of KK, so I mentally distinguished between them, which was a kind of consolation to myself.

"Alright, husband! Shall we go?" After finishing my hair and makeup, I sprayed some perfume on myself and looked at
my godfather .

I took my godfather's arm and entered the elevator. Inside were two middle-aged men. When they saw my
black bra and deep cleavage through my open blouse, their eyes showed surprise and a strange look. I quickly
leaned closer to my godfather, using his arm to slightly cover myself.

"Honey, how many more days are we going to play?" I asked my godfather deliberately, my voice tinged with coquettishness.

"Play as many days as you want, okay?" My godfather was naturally
pleased that I called him "honey" in front of others.

"You're so good, honey!" I deliberately rested my head affectionately on my godfather's shoulder.

"You're so good!" My godfather put his arm around my waist, his words carrying a double meaning.

We took a taxi to the Huangpu River, a famous couples' paradise in Shanghai, especially at night. The river surface
shimmers with the colorful lights of the banks, adding an even more alluring touch to the night. A gentle river breeze
caresses the heart. Everywhere along the riverbank, couples are cuddling, embracing, or kissing, spaced three or four meters apart
. They whisper to each other, occasionally punctuated by loud laughter from men or coquettish whispers from women,
oblivious to their surroundings …

We squeezed into a space about five or six meters between two couples, leaned against the railing, and gazed at the beautiful
night view of the river, the river breeze gently caressing my face.

“So beautiful, honey!” I exclaimed excitedly, looking at the stunning night scene.

"Do you like it here?" My godfather hugged me from behind, his hands on my chest, his warm breath on me.
He whispered in my ear,

"I like..." I was a little wary of his audacity, because there were people two or three meters to the left and right. Although the night was
there, they were too close, almost right next to us.

My godfather turned me around, lowered his head, and kissed my lips. His wet, hot tongue entered my mouth, and
my tongue met his, intertwining and sucking. My hands naturally wrapped around his neck...

"Mmm...no..." My godfather was unbuttoning my suit jacket. I tried to stop him with my hands, but
he blocked me forcefully. I was afraid that making too much of a move would attract attention, so I had to give up resisting.

"Mmm, mmm, um..." I writhed, and my godfather pushed up my bra,
kneading my bare breasts with his hands. He even tucked one leg between my legs, lifting my skirt and rubbing my
genitals...

I wasn't satisfied at the hotel, and now, with his teasing, the desire in my heart
ignited instantly. I hugged his neck tightly, pressing my completely naked breasts against his chest,
gently wiggling my hips to match his friction. My initial inhibitions gradually faded in the night...

"Want to do it?" My godfather lightly rubbed my face with the stubble on his chin.

"Mmm..." I buried my face in his chest, my hips pressed against his thigh, feeling
the swelling in his crotch.

"Turn around!" He pulled my hand, which was gripping my breast, slightly outward, and like dancing, I
spun 180 degrees in his arms, facing the river. The cool river breeze blew against my bare chest. I clutched
the hem of my clothes tightly, worried that the wind would blow them up, but I didn't close them up, making it easier for his hand to caress
my breasts.

My godfather's other hand gently lifted my skirt, so that the hem just covered my
buttocks . The skirt was taut and wouldn't fall down. He reached his hand between my legs and, through my stockings,
caressed my already shaved mons pubis...

"So wet!" he teased softly. I gently squeezed his hand between my thighs.

"Ah...no..." I whispered softly.

My godfather's fingers hooked around my pantyhose and ripped a hole in it. Then, he used one finger to lift
the thong that was stuck between my legs, pulled it aside, and began groping his way into my vagina...

I nervously glanced around at the people around me. Fortunately, they were all busy with their own intimate moments and had no time to notice my godfather
's advances. First, he inserted one finger into my vagina, then two, then three...

"Ah...mmm..." I bit my lip, letting out a low moan...

Suddenly, my godfather's fingers left my body, and he put them into my mouth. I licked
my own bodily fluids off his fingers with my tongue. I twisted my suddenly empty body, looking at my godfather with longing and lewd eyes
...

Hearing the sound of my godfather unzipping his pants behind me, I
involuntarily sticking my buttocks up slightly, anticipating...

"Mmm...ah..." Finally, my godfather inserted his penis, and I let out a soft moan of pleasure.

My godfather was on my back, hugging me tightly like a couple. His buttocks moved back and forth against my
body motions. His hands reached under my armpits and grasped my breasts, kneading and squeezing them...

Because his movements were too small, they naturally couldn't satisfy me. I squeezed his
penis , trying to twist my buttocks to enjoy more friction. I even put one hand under my crotch and
squeezed my clitoris...

"Ah..." With my godfather's and my own efforts, finally, my shoulders trembled, my body
spasmed , and warm fluid gushed from my lower body. I reached orgasm...

My godfather's penis was tightly gripped by me, and soon after, he trembled behind me, his hands
tightly grasping my breasts, ejaculating streams of hot semen inside me...

We embraced. After resting for a while, my godfather's penis went limp inside me, and he
secretly pants. I felt a warm liquid flow down my thighs, wetting my
stockings...

I turned around, lowered my head, and hid in my godfather's arms. I pulled down my bra, then
fastened the two buttons under my suit jacket, leaving the top one open... "Look, you've scratched me so hard!" I said coquettishly, pulling open my collar to show my godfather the light red finger marks

he had left on my full breasts. My godfather was speechless. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips to mine. I stood on tiptoe and wrapped my arms around his neck… This was my most painful experience. I didn't want to write it down, or even recall it, but for the sake of the story's completeness, I wrote it anyway. Fifteen, The Unexpected Trip to Shanghai: My godfather and I had finished our business in Shanghai and should have gone back, but he took me to Suzhou and Hangzhou for several days. So, when we returned, we had been away from the company for about ten days. The day I returned, I didn't dare call KK, afraid he would pick me up at the station. I brought the large suitcase of clothes my godfather had bought for me to the company and left it in his office, so KK wouldn't suspect anything. I only wore the light purple suit home and told KK I had bought it myself. That night, because I felt guilty, I tried extra hard to please KK in bed. KK, because we had been separated for so long, was also very vigorous. We tried different positions several times until we exhausted and satisfied. In the days that followed, apart from secretly making love with me a few times in the office, my godfather never took up my time after work or on weekends with KK. But things changed drastically a month later. It was a weekend, and as usual, I cooked dinner at home, waiting for KK to come home. While we were enjoying meal, I suddenly felt nauseous and ran to the bathroom to vomit repeatedly. At the time, KK and I didn't think much of it, assuming it was just nausea from a cold. But the next morning, I felt the same way again. KK insisted on taking me to the hospital, so I went with him. After the doctor took my pulse, he happily congratulated us, saying I was pregnant—just a month along! I was stunned. I realized my period was several days late. A month? That's exactly the time I spent with my godfather in Shanghai! Oh my god! Didn't I take birth control pills? How could this be…? Is the child my godfather's or Director Yang's? But I'm sure it's not KK's, because the timing is wrong! What should I do? How can I explain this to KK?

Just as my mind was filled with wild thoughts, KK also noticed something was wrong. He insisted that the doctor do another test, and I
hoped the doctor's diagnosis was wrong, but the blood test results shattered my illusions: I was pregnant!

When KK saw the test results, he naturally understood that the child in my belly wasn't his. He didn't say a word and
left . When I came to my senses and chased after him crying, he was gone!

When I returned home with tears in my eyes, KK was nowhere to be seen. I collapsed onto the bed, thinking that my relationship with KK
had been destroyed by my own indulgence. I cried sadly, and all day long, I didn't eat anything, just
cried on and off in bed until my eyes were swollen. I kept blaming myself in my heart!

It was late at night when KK came home drunk. I threw myself into his arms, my hair disheveled, begging for his forgiveness.
But he slapped me hard across the face, knocking me to the ground. I crawled to him, crying, and knelt at his
feet , confessing my sins. He ignored me, went into the bedroom, and locked the door. No matter how much I knocked, he wouldn't open it.

That night, I curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, I found that KK had
packed up all his belongings and left only a note on the coffee table: "I cannot tolerate you being with me while
pregnant with another man's child. You have broken my heart. Don't try to come back to me. I will never see you again! Take care of yourself!"
After

reading the note, everything went black, and I collapsed to the ground. I don't know when, but my phone
woke me . I weakly answered; it was my godfather calling:

"Why didn't you come to work today?"

"Waaah..." This was the first time I'd heard someone speak to me since finding out I was pregnant. I
couldn't control and burst into tears.

"What's wrong? Don't cry, tell me slowly," my godfather comforted me on the phone.

"I'm pregnant, it's your child, waaah... KK found out, waaah... he doesn't want me anymore... waaah..."
I finally managed to get my words out, albeit haltingly.

"Oh, I see. Don't cry, don't go anywhere, wait for me at home, I'm coming right away!" my godfather
said, then hung up.

A dozen minutes later, my godfather arrived. As soon as I saw him, tears streamed down my face again. He hugged
me and gently stroked my head.

After I cried myself to sleep in my godfather's arms and calmed down, he said to me,

"Don't worry, even if he's gone, I'm still here. I'll handle everything, okay?"

Hearing these comforting words, I felt a surge of emotion, and tears silently streamed down my face again. My godfather
gently wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes:

"Sweetie, don't cry anymore. Look, your eyes are swollen. I'll give you a warm bath, and you'll feel better afterward!"

I nodded silently. My godfather carried me into the bathroom and put me down, then ran the water for me. He then tried to help me take off
my clothes , but I weakly refused: "I can do it myself. You can go out now!"

"Okay, I'll go see what we can get you. You must not have eaten anything yet, right?"

"Mmm!" Looking at my kind godfather, I forced a smile, thinking: If only KK
were like !

When I came out of the bathroom, watching my godfather clumsily fry two eggs for me and pour me a glass of milk,
my heart warmed, and I almost cried again. Women are always so easily hurt and moved.

"I've already asked for leave for you at work. Just rest at home for a few days. I'll come with you. Don't worry, with me here,
the sky won't fall!" My godfather said to me after I finished eating.

"Thank you!" I smiled at him.

"Come on, let me help you to bed!" My godfather helped me to the bedside, let me lie down, covered me with the sheet,
and then sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me gently.

"How can I sleep if you keep staring at me like that?" My godfather's concern revived me a little
.

"Okay, I'll be back before five. You get some sleep!" He glanced at his watch, bent down,
and .

"Okay!" I nodded, and my godfather picked up the key I had placed on the bedside table and left.

I was really tired and drifted off to sleep. I don't know how much time passed, but I woke up to the smell of fish.
I got up and saw that my godfather was cooking for me in the kitchen, and he had even made my favorite steamed fish!

"Why didn't you wake me up? Cooking is a woman's job!" I wiped the sweat from his forehead and watched him
busy at work . My voice softened for some reason.

"You were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't wake you! Come on, let's eat!" My godfather smiled.

I sat at the table, surrounded by my favorite dishes, but the food made me nauseous. I rushed to the bathroom and
vomited until my stomach churned and tears streamed down my face! Seeing me like this, my godfather, who hadn't eaten much himself,
quickly made me a glass of apple juice. Then he had me change into my pajamas and lie down to rest, which touched me deeply.

Later, he sat by my bedside, chatting and trying to cheer me up. My mood improved
considerably . Before I knew it, it was late.

"Why don't you take a shower and sleep here? You have to go to work tomorrow!" I
said to my godfather, lifting a corner of the sheet.

After showering, my godfather, wearing only his underwear, crawled into my arms and hugged me. I nestled gently in his embrace. He kissed
me, his hands roaming over my body, and then he took off my clothes. In just two short days, I
had experienced pregnancy and a change in my relationship with KK. My heart and body were yearning for comfort, and my godfather
's actions today completely touched my soul. I have accepted him from the bottom of my heart! What's more, I'm pregnant with
what might be his child!

I nestled in my godfather's arms, fully enjoying his caresses. I couldn't help but
stroke his body, my hand touching the bulge between his legs. I slipped my hand inside his underwear, caressing
what might be the culprit behind my accidental pregnancy. I pinched it with my fingers! It was still proudly erect
, which infuriated me!

"It's all my fault!" I tilted my head back and gently bit my godfather's chin.

"Hehe! How about I punish it?" My godfather pressed me down beneath him.

"Okay, how will you punish it?" I asked deliberately.

"I'll lock it up! I'll make it sit in a water dungeon! Will that make you feel better?!" As he spoke, my godfather
thrust his penis into my vagina.

"You're so mean! You always bully people!" I gently punched my godfather's back,
writhing under his body.

"I'm just getting revenge for you, aren't I?" My godfather smiled slyly, straightening up to thrust.

"No...aren't you afraid...of hurting...your baby?" I blushed.

"Then I...?" My godfather stopped moving.

"Be gentle, don't press on him..." I blushed, actually I wanted it too.

We did it carefully, because I was hesitant and couldn't let go, and it took a long time before I reached orgasm.
Seeing my godfather's unsatisfied expression, I said to him:

"Let me use my mouth!"

As a result, we satisfied each other with our mouths. I rested my head on my godfather's arm, naked and nestled in his arms,
stroking my still flat belly and asking him:

"Do you want me to give birth to the baby?"

"No, that would be too much of a problem, you're still unmarried! Besides, this child might not even be mine."
My godfather hugged me and said, men are sometimes more realistic than women.

"Then... I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to abort it, okay?" This is my first child, and I feel a little
guilty.

"Don't worry, it's still useful."

"You mean...?" I was confused. Why keep it if you don't want it?
What am I going to do if I'm pregnant and not even married yet? How will I face people then?

"You'll know when the time comes. I'm definitely doing this for your own good!" He didn't want to explain to me.

"You're just bullying me! I got pregnant because of you, and you won't let me give birth, and you won't let
me abort it . What does that mean? You're the only person I have left!" My nose started to sting.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you, do you want to be more sexy and prettier?" My godfather said when he saw me crying.

"Of course I do, but does that have anything to do with the child?" I was puzzled.

"I have a Japanese friend in Hong Kong who does medical research. He can make a woman
even more sexy and beautiful when she's pregnant. I'll take you there in a few days. I'm doing this for your own good, you know?!" my godfather
explained .

"Is that really true?" I found it incredible, but what girl could resist the temptation of beauty?

"Of course, why would I lie to you!" my godfather said confidently.

"Then... I'll listen to you, but don't sell me out!" I nestled obediently into my godfather's arms.

"How could I? You're so good, I can't bear to part with you! Haha!" my godfather hugged me and laughed happily. Thinking that I had turned misfortune into blessing, that I would become more beautiful and sexy

because of this uninvited guest in my belly who had brought me pain and harm , and that I could also go to Hong Kong, a place I had always longed to visit but had never been, I drifted off to sleep with a sweet smile… For the next few days, I rested at home. A month later, my godfather got me a six-month visa to live in Hong Kong, and I boarded a flight to Hong Kong with my dreams and happiness… Prologue: Everyone, more or less, has dreamed of a romantic and unforgettable love affair—even if it's as fleeting as the mournful cry of a cicada in summer, it's enough to savor for a lifetime. It's not about what was once possessed or what lasts forever, but about the feelings in dreams, the memories, and the proof of unrepentant devotion. Desire needs to be aroused; it's like a fish in the deep sea; a man once told me that. Sex is like a drug; once you're addicted, you can't break free; a woman once told me that. I'm a girl who appears quiet on the outside but secretly enjoys exhibitionism. I love using my body to attract men's lustful and erotic gazes; that feeling excites me immensely. My mind is filled with all sorts of bizarre sexual fantasies. Actually, every woman has some exhibitionist desire; no woman can truly ignore men 's gazes. I'm just a little stronger than them. When men affectionately call me " slut!" or "bitch!" in bed, I feel strange myself. How can these dirty, vulgar words sound so comforting to me, like a soft feather teasing my heart—itchy, yet ... It's an indescribable feeling, but overall, it's very comfortable and exciting... I love the eager look in a man's eyes when he undresses me and the wolfish thirst when he kisses me; I love the greed and confusion in a man's eyes when he buries his head in my cleavage; I love the suffocating power when a man pins me down ; I love the madness and pleasure a man feels when he fully enjoys my body; I love the panting , groaning, and sweating profusely because of me; I love the scent of a man's body and the lewd aroma of his semen; I love the slightly rough but not violent conquest a man makes; and of course, I love even more the blissful, almost ecstatic transcendence and hallucination when my own desires are satisfied , though it's fleeting, it's incredibly pleasurable! Now I want to organize some of my past experiences and the stories that continue to unfold into writing and share them with everyone in a serialized form, but please allow me to keep my own information and that of everyone related to me confidential. I. Sweet and Bitter Middle School I was born in a backward and poor village. My childhood dream was to be able to wear the floral dress I liked. Fortunately, the soil and water in my hometown were very nurturing, and the girls were all fair-skinned and clean. Children in the countryside get married early. Girls start to be engaged at fifteen or sixteen, and most of them get married at eighteen or nineteen. Perhaps it was to satisfy my childhood desire to dress up, or perhaps it was because I was born with a dislike for poverty, but I studied hard, hoping that one day I could leave that small mountain village that I had no attachment . In my first year of high school, I fell for a boy on the school basketball team, let's call him Kai. I often sat by the classroom window, my eyes following his strong figure on the court. He was a senior, and his home wasn't far from mine. On the way to and from school, I always looked for opportunities to walk with him. Finally, he noticed this simple girl and began to look at me boldly. Whenever this happened, my face would turn bright , and my heart would pound like a deer… Gradually, we started making conversation, "coincidentally" meeting each other, and that's how we went through a hazy period. Until one afternoon, on the way home from school, Kai "forcefully kissed" me in front of his best friends. We… Our relationship was practically public knowledge within our small circle of friends. So, we started meeting up for school and walking home together every day. He never wasted these opportunities; whenever we were out of sight of others, he would always give me breathtaking kisses and tingling caresses… Spring always comes early in the South, and soon after the start of spring, the weather warmed up. One day, there was a ball game at school, and I waited for him to come home. By the time the game ended and it was late, we were passing a small hill when he took my hand and led me into the woods. Although I hesitated, I followed him. As soon as we entered the woods, he eagerly hugged and kissed me, his hands caressing my breasts. Back then, girls in the countryside didn't wear bras…

I was only wearing a vest underneath. As he touched me, he started to unbutton my shirt. I tried to resist, but I was no match for him.
In a few moments, he had stripped my upper body naked. In the evening sunlight, he excitedly looked at my mature
breasts. He buried his head in my chest, took a few deep breaths, and then sucked on my sensitive nipples
. I trembled all over, my legs went weak, and I collapsed into his strong arms. My lower body also betrayed me... Wet
, he bent down and laid me down on the grass, quickly pulling off my pants.
The moment finally arrived. I was at a loss, my body burning, and I could only close my dizzy eyes…

Kai took off his clothes and pressed his body against mine. In a daze, I felt something hot and hard pressing against my crotch.
It was like a newborn calf, struggling to find its way in. I had to grab it with my hands and guide it to the entrance. Kai
thrust his hips…

“Ah…” The fullness and the slightly tearing pain made me scream involuntarily.

“Does it hurt?” Kai stopped.

“A little…” For the sake of my beloved, I shyly endured it.

Kai began to slowly thrust in and out. Gradually, the pain turned into an indescribable itching that spread throughout my body.
Young Kai couldn't wait and ejaculated soon after, while I was still lingering on the edge of desire. At that time, I had never
experienced the true taste of sex, so naturally I didn't know how to ask for it. I tore a page from my notebook and wiped
the virgin blood from my genitals. Just like that, I gave my first time to Kai!

From then on, Kai always looked for opportunities to take me to this grove. His actions towards me were no longer limited to kissing and
caressing, but I never experienced a real orgasm until something happened a few months later that changed everything.

Kai was going to the city to participate in a competition. That morning, on the way to school, Kai couldn't wait to pull me to the
grove. In the chaos, he ruined my vest and tore off the two buttons on my chest. Later, I couldn't wear
the vest anymore, so I had to use a hair clip to hold the front of my shirt up. That's how I went to school wearing only a shirt.

That day, it happened to be my turn to clean. After school, all the other students had left, and I was bending over to sweep the floor
when, without warning, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Liu, came in. I looked up and saw him staring at my chest. It turned out that my neckline
had opened , and my breasts, which weren't wearing a vest, were completely exposed to him. I immediately blushed with embarrassment and quickly covered my chest with my hands.
Mr. Liu pretended not to see anything and
told me to take the students' homework to his office after I finished cleaning. Then he left.

Half an hour later, I arrived at Mr. Liu's office carrying a large stack of assignments. I wanted to hand them in quickly and leave,
but in my haste, I scattered the assignments all over the floor. To make matters worse, the assignments slipped and took with them the hair clip that was holding my shirt up.
My loose shirt
exposed my fair breasts and full nipples to Mr. Liu's eyes. At that moment, I wished there was a crack in the floor I could disappear into. My mind went blank.
When I came to my senses, Mr. Liu had already closed the door and was holding me in his arms. My girlish instincts made me struggle. He
released his arms and sat down at his desk:

"I know everything about you and Kai. According to school rules, I can expel you!" he threatened me.

Upon hearing this, my mind went blank. School was my only
hope . Expelled? It's over! It's all over! I lowered my head, nervously twisting the hem of my clothes.

"Now it's up to you. I'll give you two choices: if you leave this room now, you
won't have to go to school tomorrow; or you can sit here obediently!" He patted his thigh.

I hesitated for a moment, then lowered my head and slowly moved my legs. Those few steps felt like an
eternity . Finally, I sat on the lap of this man who was almost forty. I was only sixteen that year!

"That's right. Are you doing this willingly?" He hugged me, putting his hands inside my chest.

"..." I nodded silently, no longer resisting.

"Tell me, isn't that right?" he persisted.

"I did it willingly," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

"Will you listen to me from now on?" He teased my nipple with his fingers.

"Yes..." My voice trembled slightly.

"Take off all your clothes!" He was slowly destroying my self-esteem and pride.

"Mmm..." I obediently stood up, hesitantly stripping off all my clothes, my face
flushed, standing before him like a lamb to the slaughter.

He flicked my pink nipple with one finger, while his other hand gently stroked my
sparse , velvety pubic hair. It felt like a slight electric current running through my body; my body trembled slightly, and I instinctively
squeezed my legs together, leaning forward slightly. My nipples involuntarily hardened and stood erect, and my lower body began
to wet. I lowered my head and twisted my body helplessly. He gently stroked the shape of my breasts with his palm
, while his other hand slowly reached into my wet opening, touching my clitoris and gently
kneading it with his fingertips…

“Ah…” I couldn’t help but let out a soft cry, my legs went weak, and I collapsed into his lap.

His hand, which had been caressing my breasts, gradually tightened, turning the caressing into kneading. The finger pressing on my clitoris
began to vibrate rapidly, sending a sensation that was like a tingling itch, an electric shock, and a feeling of urinary urgency... In short, an indescribable feeling
spread throughout my body. I shyly closed my eyes, my body involuntarily twisting, and subconsciously hugged
Teacher Liu. His lips pressed against mine, and my tongue involuntarily intertwined with his...

"Ah... um..." I couldn't help but let out a muffled moan.

His fingers slid into my vagina, and I sucked on them with the vaginal walls like a hungry baby. He
added another finger, sometimes teasing, sometimes thrusting, each time hitting my
clitoris . I twisted my body chasing his fingers, my lower body overflowing with desire...

"Ah... ahh... um..." My consciousness gradually blurred.

His fingers moved faster and faster, and I spread my legs, tensed my thighs, and swayed my hips to meet his thrusts.
My consciousness, like a soft white cloud, soared higher and higher…

“Ah…” I gripped his shoulders tightly with both hands, unable to suppress a cry. My body
convulsed, and hot vaginal fluid gushed out. The wonderful orgasm was like a dazzling firework, red, yellow, green
, and blue blooming before my tightly closed eyes, lingering for a long time. I experienced my first orgasm, the first
time I felt the wonder of sex, although the one who gave it to me was not the man I loved!

“Is it good?” he asked me.

“Mmm…” My chest was still rising and falling, and my voice began to soften.

"Look, you're so wet, hehe!" He showed me his wet fingers.

"I don't want to see..." I buried my burning face in his chest, my voice a little coquettish.

"Now it's your turn to serve me!" His hot breath brushed against my ear.

I thought he was going to do it to me, so I stood up, my weak legs still trembling. I leaned over his
desk , sticking my butt out, waiting for him.

"No, I want you to use your mouth!" He patted my butt.

"Huh...?" I was only sixteen, so naturally I didn't know what oral sex was.

"You don't want to?!" He stared at me, a hint of anger in his eyes.

"No... no, I've never done that before..." I stammered.

"I'll teach you!" His attitude softened slightly.

So he made me kneel between his legs, and ordered me to pull out his already erect penis. He told me to
lick the shaft with my tongue, then take it in my mouth, gripping it tightly with my lips and stroking it while my tongue occasionally circled
the glans. He also told me to gently stroke his scrotum with my hands. I swayed my head, my breasts bobbing incessantly in front of my chest.
I never imagined I would be so lewdly trying to please this man I didn't even like. Soon I was covered in sweat, and my mouth began to feel numb. His thick penis stretched my lips wide open, and strands of saliva
I couldn't swallow dripped down my cheeks.
Strands of semen dripped onto my chest, but I dared not stop. I continued to vigorously
stroke his penis…

He held my head with both hands, thrusting his hips forward repeatedly, several times penetrating my
throat . I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but he wouldn't let go, and tears streamed down my face. Suddenly, he held
my head tightly, and streams of hot, pungent semen shot into my mouth. It was the first time I tasted a man's semen—thick
, fishy, and salty. When his penis went limp, he released his grip on my head.
Just as I was about spit out the mouthful of semen, he stopped me:

"Open your mouth, let me see!" He held my chin with his hand, and I tilted my head back, opening my mouth and using my tongue
to scoop up the sticky semen in my mouth for him to see. At this moment, my chest was wet with saliva, my face was covered with tears, and
my mouth was full of semen! It made me involuntarily think of a poignant phrase: "peach blossoms beaten by rain."

"Okay, swallow it!" His expression seemed satisfied, so I forced myself to swallow it. This was
the first time I had swallowed a man's semen! Many of my firsts were given to this man.

"It will be better from now on!" He wiped the tears from my face, murmuring to himself.

"Can I... go home?" I asked cautiously.

"Don't tell anyone about us, and be a good girl from now on, okay?!" He touched my face.

"Okay!" I nodded.

He finally let me go home. It was already late. When I got home, I told my parents I had gone to tutoring. Luckily, I got away with
it !

From then on, Mr. Liu often called me from class to his office to satisfy his lust. Fortunately
, Kai didn't find out about my affair with Mr. Liu, but I felt guilty towards Kai, so every time we were intimate,
I would make it up to him doubly.

In the blink of an eye, Kai went to university in the provincial capital. At first, we corresponded frequently, but later, Kai gradually stopped replying to my letters
. The following summer, when Kai returned from the provincial capital, he brought a stylish city girl with him. Compared to her, I looked utterly
inferior. So I vowed to leave the countryside, earn money, and make myself attractive to everyone!

Later, I was admitted to another university in the south, and after graduation, I went to a city in the south...

II. My First Taste of Exposure

Before meeting my current boyfriend, KK, although I liked dressing up, I was still a relatively conservative
girl . But after meeting KK, he changed everything about me.

KK is someone who especially likes to try new things, and he is also the man I have met who pays the most attention to a girl's appearance. He
even asks me what I wear almost every day, from the inside out, from top to bottom. This is also one of the reasons why I
like . He makes me feel that he values me. Besides, a woman dresses up for the one she pleases,
so I am naturally willing to do what my boyfriend likes.

He allowed me to have limited exposure in public for the first time at the movie theater. Although we were still deeply in love at the time, we
had already crossed the line that should have been reserved for our wedding night. So, we always hugged and cuddled when we met.
That time . Even though there were people around us, his hug made me feel at ease and gave me
a sense of happiness.

After the movie started, he began his usual restless behavior. I was wearing a pink stretchy,
tight-fitting I wore stretchy, tight-fitting shirts, saying they showed off my figure) and a
knee-length tight skirt with a side slit. He slowly moved his right hand up, which was around me, and touched my full breasts. Although the lights
were off, the movie light was enough to see my surroundings clearly. Of course, I longed to be caressed by the man I liked,
but my female instincts made me hesitant. I turned my body slightly to the side, both to facilitate his "
misdeeds " and to prevent others from noticing.

Because of the shirt and bra, KK's hands gradually increased the pressure of kneading my breasts. Watching my
breasts, along with the clothes, twist and deform between his fingers, I felt my face begin to burn. All the strength in my body was
slowly being drained away by him, and my body became weak. The restless desire in my heart made me like a docile
cat. I collapsed weakly into his arms, my body trembling slightly with his strength. I couldn't even watch
the movie .

"Do you like it?" KK's warm breath blew into my ear.

I looked up at him and nodded silently, feeling my face burning.

"Is it a little hot?" he asked knowingly.

I still didn't speak, only nodded. I was somewhat intoxicated by this atmosphere.

"Unbutton your shirt and let me see your alluring cleavage, okay?" he tempted
me with his voice and eyes.

I gently pinched his stomach with my arms around his waist and shook my head.

"Just unbutton two buttons," he stubbornly whispered in my ear. He knew the top button was undone, and unbuttoning
two would effectively make it three, exposing almost my entire breasts.

"Others will see!" Faced with his stubbornness, I could only say softly.

"That'll make me feel proud." His words actually made my heart race.

"..." I was speechless, my breathing a little rapid.

"Okay?" He continued to knead my breasts with his hands, gently shaking me.

"I'm not used to it!" I said hesitantly, fiddling with the folds of his shirt on his stomach.

"It's exciting that you're not used to it!" he continued to tempt me.

I glanced around out of the corner of my eye, thankfully no one was paying attention to us. I
lifted , pretending to smooth my hair, then placed it on my chest, gently unbuttoning my shirt, one button,
two buttons… My full breasts, the unbuttoned elastic shirt flapping open to the sides,
revealed my entire chest, even the bottom of my bra. My snow-white breasts shimmered in the afterglow of the video. Even in the dim
light, my deep cleavage was clearly visible, and my white bra stood out just as much in the darkness. Strangely,
I suddenly felt a wetness in my lower body…

He turned me around, so I was facing the screen against his chest. I didn't resist, but simply raised
my arms behind my back to wrap around his neck, using my elbows to block his view. But if the people in the row in front turned around,
I would have nowhere to hide! He lifted my bra, and my two full breasts
immediately and proudly bounced out as if defying me…

“No… don’t…” My voice was weak, almost a murmur.

“Don’t wear bras with straps like this anymore, understand?” He ignored my resistance.

I actually nodded.

He grasped my breasts with both hands, one in each hand, stimulating my already erect nipples with his index fingers. My
elbows, which were raised high, trembled involuntarily, and my lower body became even wetter. I bit my lip to stifle a moan, and even
closed my eyes in self-deception… as if that way no one would see us. Perhaps he noticed my
predicament, for he licked my cheek with the tip of his tongue. I turned my head knowingly, and his lips covered mine, my
tongue entwining with his…

I felt his right hand below… He moved and unbuttoned another button on my shirt. I quickly bit his tongue with my teeth, and
he had no choice but to give up. His right hand continued to move down, past the slit of my skirt, and caressed my thigh. But because
the slit of my skirt wasn't high, his hand couldn't reach the top of my thigh. He gestured for me to lift my buttocks. I knew
he wanted to lift my skirt up. Actually, I had been hoping he would "invade" my forbidden area for a long time. So, I
lifted my skirt up to my thighs myself, because I was afraid he would lift it up to my waist!

I wasn't wearing stockings, my legs were slightly parted, and his hand smoothly reached the last barrier of my forbidden zone—
my underwear. He used his fingers to search for my clitoris, then gently kneaded it, making my
body tremble...

He first used his fingers to rapidly vibrate my "Achilles' heel," then went over the edge of my underwear and
inserted his fingers into my vagina, thrusting in and out quickly... Because we were in a public place, the
feeling stimulated my desire, and I quickly trembled and reached orgasm. I felt a surge of heat gushing out from my lower body,
soaking my underwear, and my entire buttocks were wet... His price was that I left
a deep row of teeth marks on his lips!

He put his index finger in my mouth, and I tasted a sour and salty flavor…

“Does it feel good?” His other hand was still roaming over my bare breasts.

I nodded silently, obediently nestled in his arms.

“Then what should I do?” He gestured with his eyes to his crotch, and I saw a ‘little tent’.

“What do you want me to do?” Satisfied women often lose their minds.

“I want you to use this,” he pressed his fingers to my soft lips.

“You’re so bad! Being your wife must be so unlucky!” I said with a soft laugh.

I glanced around, and thankfully no one had noticed us yet. I figured everything would be fine, so I
unzipped his pants, hooked my fingers around the edge of his underwear, and slowly pulled it down. His little brother immediately sprang to life.
I slowly lowered my head; anyone who didn't know better would think I was sleeping on my boyfriend's lap. Actually…
I put his little thing in my mouth. Oh, it's so uncomfortable. Why didn't he wash it today?
He usually washes it very thoroughly before we do it. It smells salty and has a hint of urine. But it's okay,
it's my husband's, so I'm not worried. Sometimes he even drinks my vaginal fluids.

While I was sucking his thick penis, he was touching my breasts with his hands. I felt myself coming again.
I licked his clitoris with my wet, soft tongue, circling it... I sometimes swallowed, sometimes entwined
... Maybe he especially liked this sneaky way of being intimate. Before long, his little guy was
erect. I knew he was about to come. He usually wouldn't come this fast. I guess he
was worried about . Besides, this was my first time giving him oral sex, so maybe he found it particularly exciting. Anyway, not
long after, he whispered,

"I'm going to cum, what should I do?"

I spat out his penis and said gently, "Don't get your clothes dirty, just cum in my mouth! Okay?"

"I want you to eat it!" he said, stroking my head.

"Eat if you can, spit it out if you can't, okay?" I felt like I was trying to please him.

"I want you to eat!" He pressed my head down tightly.

I had no choice but to take his penis back into my mouth, lick it for a while, and then, sure enough, I felt a
warm flow . I didn't dare move, keeping it in my mouth, gently teasing his glans with my tongue, until he said it was over. Only
then did I gently spit his penis out, my mouth full of his semen, hot and sticky.
Some people say it's like bean curd, but I don't think so. I can't quite put my finger on what it is. I swallowed it...

By then, the movie was almost over. I quickly straightened my clothes, but KK wouldn't let me button my shirt.

When we got back to his place, since it was the weekend and no one else was there, he wanted me to stay. That night, KK actually made love to me three times
in a row , leaving me drenched in sweat and practically collapsed on his bed. He
was just as exhausted. I discovered that I actually enjoy exhibitionism. Although the exposure in the movie theater
was limited , thinking back on it now makes my heart race, my ears burn, and my lower body feel wet. When I'm having sex with KK, I always fantasize
about being watched by someone else, and I enjoy sex more and reach orgasm more easily than before.

III. The Days of Living Together

In this city far from our hometown, KK and I each lived in our own company dormitories. For
a couple deeply in love, this was obviously very inconvenient, and I longed for our own space. That day, after KK and I made love,
I nestled naked in his arms, pressing my full breasts against his chest, and said,

"Let's rent a place?" I couldn't hide my desire.

"You mean...?" He asked deliberately, knowing full well what I was thinking.

"I just want to spend more time with you." I turned my flustered gaze away. "Did you like that feeling at the movie theater last time?" I always felt unable to hide my feelings

from him . "..." I was speechless, but I knew my body and eyes would betray me. "Do you want to play games like that again?" I understood he meant exposure. "Do you want me to like it?" I asked, using offense as defense. "Yes!" He answered without hesitation. "But... I'm still not used to it." Of course, I couldn't agree to him immediately. "Then let me dress you up from now on, okay?" He became excited when he saw I didn't object. "What do you want to dress me up like?" I looked up at him, my voice softening for some reason. "Don't worry about it, isn't a little mystery better?" He always attracted me like that. "Okay then, but don't go too far, okay?" I actually really liked how he always gave me a sense of novelty. "Baby, of course not, you can't go back on your word!" He hugged me affectionately. "Mmm..." I nodded, to be honest, I also liked this kind of excitement. It was almost the weekend, so we took a few days off. Then we were busy looking for an apartment and moving. Finally, we rented a small apartment on the 18th floor. When he was moving, he made a request: he had to inspect all my clothes and accessories, and anything he didn't like couldn't be left. I agreed, and as a result, besides a few tight-fitting and sexy clothes, there were hardly any left. "What am I supposed to wear then?" I felt a little sorry for him. "Baby, don't worry, I'll arrange everything!" He smiled mysteriously at me. "Don't make me go to work naked, okay?" I said, feigning concern. "If you like, of course you can!" he teased me. "You...you bad boy!" I chased after him, raising my little fists. I really like this temporary home. It's a simple one-bedroom apartment with large floor-to-ceiling windows that offer a great view. The balcony has black iron railings and is quite spacious. Apart from another building of the same type about 20 or 30 meters away across the balcony, there's nothing else obstructing the view. The furniture is complete; we basically just moved some everyday items over. Around 4 PM, I finally finished tidying up our new little haven. KK said he was going out to buy some things and told me to stay home and rest. So I took a shower, put on a white, see-through nightgown, and went to sleep. In my hazy state, I felt something crawling on my chest, which startled me so much I screamed. I opened my eyes and saw that the straps of my nightgown had slipped to one side. It was KK back, licking my exposed nipple with his tongue! "You scared me to death!" I patted my heaving chest. "How does it feel?" He chuckled at me, then tried to bury his face in my breasts again. "No, I'm a little tired, honey." I was really exhausted after a long day. KK seemed a little unhappy. "Honey, why were you gone for so long? I thought you eloped with another woman!" I shook his arm playfully. "Oh, right, I bought you something!" He jumped up excitedly. "What is it? Why are you so happy?" I was a little surprised. "Try them on." He handed me two paper bags; it turned out he had gone to buy me clothes. I opened the paper bags and saw a black stretchy backless halter top with silver embroidery at the chest; a black short leather skirt with a thin silver chain at the waist; a pair of black fishnet stockings; and a pair of narrow black thongs with only a few straps. In the other paper bag was a pair of black strappy high-heeled sandals with thin heels that were at least ten centimeters high. With his help (because the bodice had to be tied at the back), I finished dressing up. Looking in the full-length mirror, I immediately blushed: I looked like a street prostitute! The short, elastic bodice barely covered my breasts, revealing my cleavage. More than a third of my chest and fair shoulders were exposed, while a large . My nipples were clearly visible under the thin, clinging fabric in the front, and three thin straps tied at the back, exposing my entire back to everyone's gaze. Of course, this also clearly indicated to others that my upper body was bare! Looking further down, the short, low-waisted leather skirt was less than thirty centimeters long, just reaching the top of my thighs. It tightly hugged my full, slightly upturned buttocks. When I bent over or sat down, I could see the black thong nestled between my labia, and of course, my curly pubic hair. The checkered pattern of the fishnet stockings accentuated the smooth, white skin of my long legs, and the thin heels of my black sandals made my legs appear even longer and more shapely. "Wow, that's great!" KK sat on the edge of the bed, watching me with shining eyes. I saw his penis pitching in his crotch. Seeing KK's reaction, I was naturally delighted. To be honest, I had never dressed like this before. Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire... "Honey, I want..." I said, my face flushed, reaching for KK's crotch. "Wait, aren't you tired? Let's go eat first!" KK said with a mysterious smile. "I'm dressed like this?" I asked suspiciously. "Don't you want to? You promised me!" He was a little unhappy. "But... like this, people will... think I'm a... prostitute." Thinking about walking down the street dressed like this, my heart pounded. "There are plenty of people who dress more daringly than you!" His voice rose. "Well... okay, you have to protect me!" I had no choice but to agree. I figured being with him would n't be a problem . "Of course, you should wear more makeup; you'll look prettier." He let down my hair, which was tied up. I couldn't resist opening the makeup box, drawing my eyebrows, applying face powder, blush, eyeshadow, and lipstick… Looking at myself in the mirror, made up, I looked even more like a slutty prostitute. I felt my face burning, and at the same time, I felt a wetness in my lower body… Was I born this slutty? I asked myself, but another voice comforted me, saying it was only for my KK, that I was dressing up for him. Thinking this, I felt relieved. "Okay, let's go!" KK pulled my hand and led me outside. It was already evening; the golden sunlight cast an ambiguous hue over everything. Along the way, the…

Everyone was staring at me strangely, and those damn high heels made my breasts
bounce The tight, short skirt forced me to walk with tiny, shuffling steps, which naturally created a different
kind of spectacle. I figured this must be KK's scheme too! I felt countless eyes greedily devouring my
body, giving me a heart-pounding experience I'd never felt before!

KK led me to the most popular Hunan restaurant on the corner. Luckily, he chose a table in the corner.

"You order, and it's best if the waiter explains each dish, and do it like this," he said, gesturing with his hands in
front of his chest.

Before I could speak, the waiter came over: "What would you two like to eat?"

"This lady will order," KK said, pointing to me.

"What would this beautiful lady like to order?" Although his gaze swept over
me , his compliments still made me feel pleased; women can never resist
praise.

I had no way out, so I pretended to be nonchalant, holding the menu with both hands and secretly squeezing my breasts
together . This created a deeper cleavage on my full breasts, and the neckline of my bodice was also
pushed open considerably. I'm sure the waiter had seen quite a bit of what was going on. I asked
about , and he patiently explained them to me, of course, without even glancing at the menu in my hands! A bold idea suddenly popped into my
head …

So, I pretended to scratch an itch, reached behind my back, and secretly untied the knot of the bottom strap of my undergarment.
Then I ordered my food, and just as the waiter was about to leave, I called out to him, “Sir, could you help me?”

“What does Miss need?”

“Could you please tie the back strap for me?” I pointed behind me.

The waiter came to my back, a little surprised, and helped me tie it. I could feel his hands trembling, but KK and I exchanged a
secret smile, and he even gave me a thumbs up…

“Not bad!” KK said to me after the waiter left.

“Do you like it?” My face was burning; I had never been so crazy before.

“Of course!” He stood up to show me the little tent in his crotch.

"Ugh! This is a restaurant!" I lowered my head in embarrassment, feeling a wet liquid seeping out from my lower body
...

After the first dish arrived, KK started using his toes, hidden under the tablecloth, to pry open my
tightly closed legs and gently rub my genitals. I felt extremely uncomfortable, but I didn't dare resist too much for fear of
being discovered. This kind of teasing in a public place gave me a thrilling feeling of having an affair. I involuntarily opened
my legs, and he found my clitoris, squeezing it there. My vaginal fluid wet his toes...

"Oh... um... oh..." Although I tried to hold back, I still let out a soft moan.

"Do you like me playing with you like this?" KK actually asked me that.

"Ah...no...I don't want to say it..." My body trembled unnaturally, my lips
were tightly pressed together , and I let out low, muffled breaths, revealing my shameful and embarrassed posture.

"Tell me...do you like me playing with you like this?" He persisted.

"Oh...I...I like it...ooh...I really like you playing with me like this..." My brows furrowed, small beads of sweat appeared on my
burning face, and my moist red lips opened and closed. I kept twisting my round buttocks
to meet his friction.

"You look so horny!"

"Ooh...oh...oh...you're like that...I can't help it...oh..." I no longer cared
about shame or worrying about others seeing me; my mind was filled with unsatisfied desire.

"How about this?" He quickened the speed of his toes and increased the intensity.

"Ah...oh...oh...oh...I...I...can't...take...it...can't...take...it...ah...ah..."
I bit my lip desperately, stammering softly.

"Ah...I came..." I gripped the tablecloth with both hands, my body trembling uncontrollably, my legs tightly
clamping his feet, my vaginal fluid gushing out in waves...

After the afterglow of my orgasm subsided, he asked me to crawl under the table and use the tablecloth as cover to give him oral sex. I thought I
couldn't be selfish, so when no one was looking, I crawled under the table, unzipped his zipper, pulled out his throbbing
penis, and used my soft... My soft, warm lips took his entire penis into my mouth, and my mouth
began ...

After a while, I licked down from his penis, and then took his testicles into my mouth, sucking in and out from left and right,
my tongue licking up and down along the midline of his penis. Although I couldn't take his entire penis in yet,
I tried my best to swallow it to my limit, my head moving up and down. My hands returned to his testicles,
scratching his scrotum and groin with my nails…

My mouth released the glans, and I stuck out my tongue, teasing it; my left hand vigorously stroked
his large penis up and down. Using both my hands and mouth, a few drops of white fluid flowed from his urethral opening… I felt he
was about to ejaculate, so I quickly pursed my lips and sucked hard on his glans. He finally ejaculated a stream of hot semen into my
mouth, and I continued to suckle. Holding his penis, I swallowed every last drop of his semen…

As I stood up, wiping the semen from the corner of my mouth with my fingers, he tidied my
slightly messy hair, cupped my face, and gave me a kiss…

IV. Harassment on the Bus

After moving into our new home, KK began planning to dress me up. That morning, he mysteriously took out a
white halter-neck dress, saying it was for me and asked me to try it on. I got out of bed. Because we had made love
the night before , I was completely naked and didn't want to bother with anything so early in the morning, so I just put the dress on.
The halter-neck style of the dress exposed a large expanse of my fair skin. The cut was good, and it fit well. It wasn't anything
special ; just an ordinary silk mini-dress. The only flaw was that the hem was a bit short, about
25 centimeters above the knee. I knew I had to be extra careful wearing a dress like this, otherwise it would be easy to accidentally expose myself. But I still happily
said,

"Thank you, honey!" I kissed him and then tried to take the dress off.

"No, baby, wear this dress to work today!"

"Okay, but I have to put on my bra first, honey."

"No, baby, I want you to wear this dress without a bra." He insisted.

"No, people will see. This dress is so thin and so short; people will see my private parts."
"Oh my!" His audacious idea worried me.

But he insisted, and I was afraid he would be unhappy, so I agreed to wear the skirt to work. He
wouldn't let me wear stockings, only high-heeled sandals. Although I felt this was a bit excessive,
I couldn't help it since KK liked me.

I took the bus to work, and it was crowded, so I had to stand. I think many men around me could easily tell
from the smooth curves of my clothes that I wasn't wearing a bra, because my protruding nipples made my breasts
stand out, and the smooth curves of my buttocks revealed that I wasn't wearing underwear. I could almost feel a few pubic hairs
peeking out through the silk skirt. Because my heels were very high, I had to hold onto the handrails to
keep my balance, but this only made my short skirt ride up even higher,
exposing to the man sitting below me.

I gradually realized that with each sudden stop, he would stare intently at my genitals. I realized
he might have seen my exposed vulva, and I suddenly felt my face turn bright red… At the same time, I
felt some men around me intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against me with various parts of their bodies, and some even pretending to accidentally brush their elbows
against my erect nipples. I was overwhelmed with shame, but there was nothing I could do. Especially the man below me;
I knew he was staring straight at my genitals, but I dared not look at him. The thought of my long, bare
legs, even the most private parts where they met, completely exposed to a strange man
, and of myself standing naked in a public transport car, exposed to a group of strange men
, filled me with an unexpected thrill amidst extreme tension. I suddenly felt my genitals become wet
… I felt a liquid slowly seeping out. I desperately squeezed my legs together to prevent the fluid
from leaking out and being seen by others—how shameful that would be!

Suddenly, something worse happened: I clearly felt my buttocks no longer pressed against my smooth dress
, but against someone else's clothes. Oh my god, someone had lifted the hem of my skirt from behind, up to
my buttocks! Then a warm, large hand pressed tightly against my buttocks.

"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?"

I was terrified, my heart pounding, completely at a loss. That annoying hand was
stroking my smooth buttocks. My mind went blank, and after a moment, I began to think: he was behind me, the bus
was crowded, and he was pressed so close to me; no one else should see what was happening. If I cried out
, more people would notice I wasn't wearing a bra. I should just endure it; I was getting off the bus soon, I thought.

I didn't dare look back at him. I endured that brazen hand roaming my body, while simultaneously
suppressing the urge to release the intense flow of vaginal fluid.

I felt that hand move to the base of my smooth thigh, and then a finger slipped between my legs,
exploring my genitals. I trembled all over, my legs went weak.

"No, this is too much!" I quickly pulled my hips back and thrust my lower body forward. But to my utter surprise,
perhaps my weakness emboldened that guy, because that hand actually moved from the side, directly from my thigh to my lower abdomen.
I was terrified, my face turning pale. I think the man sitting below me could clearly see the hand that was caressing my lower
abdomen , because I saw him staring at my genitals with his mouth agape in astonishment, his face flushed. I immediately
pulled my abdomen back, letting the hem of my skirt cover that wicked hand. But before I knew it, his other hand had slipped
between my legs, pressing against my vaginal opening.

"Don't make a sound, or you'll look even more humiliated," a voice whispered from behind.

I was terrified, not knowing what would happen next. I felt like I was being raped in public.
I stood there, stunned, my mind blank. Then, the hand began to move rhythmically, gently probing into
my vagina, moving up and down.

"Miss, you're so wet!" the voice said.

I was utterly ashamed, but my initial disgust gradually gave way to an uncontrollable pleasure. My cheeks were flushed
with excitement from the heightened sexual desire. My lower body was already overflowing with lustful fluids, which flowed down my thighs. My buttocks
involuntarily arched back, allowing his fingers to penetrate deeper, while I uncontrollably swayed from side to side. I
could barely control myself from moaning.

But suddenly, his hand left, and I felt an unprecedented emptiness. Then, a small, cold
object slid into my vagina. I didn't know what it was; it was thick, like a penis, but also seemed quite
short, very smooth, and slid all the way into my vagina in one go.

"Miss, don't worry, it's just a KFC pen. Be careful not to drop it. Consider it
a gift from me. I'm getting off now, goodbye."

I understood. It was one of those gift pens, chubby and round, lighter at one end than the other (it had a metal block inside),
like roly-poly toy. And now it was inside my vagina, swollen and throbbing. Because it was already overflowing with vaginal fluid,
it was slippery, and I felt it was going to fall down. But if it really fell out, how embarrassing would that be! So, I could only try my best to
hold it in, but as soon as I relaxed a little, I felt it falling down again. I kept clenching and unclenching, and as a result, it
moved up and down inside my vagina, like a thick penis constantly raping me, raping me on the bus
, in the crowd, in full view of everyone.

Fortunately, we finally arrived at our stop. I quickly got off the bus, wanting to get to the office as soon as possible to remove it. But the problem was:
I found it difficult to walk. With every step, it would slide inside me, forcing me to walk slowly with my legs tightly closed,
in a perfect split, which only gave me a more intense stimulation. By the time I arrived at the office, the insides of my
legs were soaked with my own vaginal fluid.

The first thing I did at the office was to rush to the restroom and remove that little gift from my vagina
; it was covered in my own vaginal fluid. Touching my wet genitals, I was
surprised to feel this excitement.

To be honest, besides the humiliation and shame, the experience on the bus also brought a strange sense of excitement and
pride . Actually, after meeting KK, I had learned how to seduce men, only today they were
strangers.

I washed myself clean and, as usual, tried to put on underwear, only to realize it was unnecessary today, because I
didn't have any. I carefully checked my appearance in the mirror; thankfully, I wasn't... well, but...
What would my colleagues think of me dressed like this? Ugh, I have to go to work!
I reluctantly walked into the office.

There are five of us in the office, including me: Xiaoqian (my best friend), Xiao Zhang, Xiao Li, and our
manager, Lao Zhao, who's in his fifties. Because I was delayed in the restroom, they were all already there. As soon as I
walked in , everyone's eyes were on me. I quickly went to my seat and sat down before daring to look up,
blushing, and say,

"Good morning, everyone!"

"You look beautiful today!" Xiao Zhang said.

"Go do your own work, you're so annoying!" I scolded him, but secretly I was pleased.

Xiaoqian ran up from behind and whispered to me, "You're being sexy! Dressed so sexily!"

"What's wrong with being sexy? I'm not afraid someone will eat me alive!" I said nonchalantly.

"You're amazing, how come I never noticed before?" she asked, a little puzzled.

"Just kidding, I really can't help it, it's to please my husband." I whispered to her.

"You're crazy!" she said, swaying her hips as she walked away.

My seat faced the manager's office, and I didn't dare move an inch all morning, not even going
to the bathroom . But because my short skirt naturally rode up when I sat down, my long, white, bare legs were exposed
to the eyes of everyone in the office, and my genitals were directly rubbing against the rough chair, which inevitably made my
mind wander . I also noticed that several men would always find an excuse to sit diagonally opposite me, their eyes never leaving my thighs. I
had cross my legs so they wouldn't see my genitals, but that exposed my buttocks to them—how
annoying! I really hoped I wouldn't leave them with the impression that I was lewd.

In the afternoon, Manager Zhao called me into his office several times under various pretexts, his eyes constantly lingering on my chest and thighs
, making me very uncomfortable. I never imagined that this man in his fifties would later change my
fate.

V. Love on the Balcony

Sunday arrived quickly again. In the morning, after I got up, I stood at the bedroom door and saw KK smoking on the living room
balcony . I said to his back,

"Honey, I'll make you breakfast after I shower, okay?"

"Okay, baby!" KK turned around and smiled at me.

Twenty minutes later, I was wrapped in a bath towel and nestled against the bathroom door frame. KK was already sitting on the sofa.

"What should I wear, honey?" I was used to KK dressing me up.

"Just wear this." He pointed to a stack of clothes on the sofa.

I went over and saw a set of bright red lingerie: a lace see-through bra and thong, a white tight-fitting
elastic long-sleeved shirt, a dark red plaid mini-skirt, and a pair of black stiletto heels at the foot of the sofa. As I
took off my towel, he started groping and teasing me.

"Didn't you have enough last night, honey?" I laughed and tried to avoid him.

"Yeah, baby!" His eyes were fixed on my breasts, which trembled as I laughed.

"Want some now?" I nestled naked into his arms, tilting my head back to ask.

"No, get dressed first." He was always so unpredictable.

"What new tricks are you planning this time?" I was surprisingly excited, but he just smiled without answering.

I put on my thong facing him, the thin straps digging into my deep buttocks, then slipped my full breasts
into the lace cups of my strapless bra, turned around, and faced away from him:

"Honey, can you help me fasten it?"

KK fastened my bra, which squeezed a deep cleavage between my full breasts. The fiery red color
made my skin appear even whiter. I put on a dark red checkered mini-skirt. I always wondered how KK could
buy such a short skirt; it barely covered my buttocks. My round buttocks pushed the skirt high,
revealing my long, fair thighs . Without a doubt, bending over would inevitably reveal glimpses of my underwear. Next, I put on
a white stretchy shirt, buttoned it up, and it tightly outlined my shapely figure. My full breasts bulged out
, as if they were about to burst out of the shirt. Finally, when I put on those black high heels, easily 10 centimeters high, and
stood in front of KK, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

"Are you satisfied, honey?"

"So sexy! Come with me!"

He grabbed my hand and quickly walked towards the balcony. He was so fast that I, wearing high heels, had to
jog to keep up, causing my full breasts to tremble. He had me lean against the open iron railing of the balcony,
wrapped his arms around my waist, and breathed hot, wet air into my ear, saying,

"We'll do it here." His words made my heart race.

"Huh? In broad daylight... and there are other people here!" I cautiously scanned my surroundings and noticed two men chatting on
the opposite balcony.

"Isn't it better to let others envy us?" His hands had already begun to roam over my round buttocks.

"No... Honey, let's go back to the room... okay?" I shifted slightly, my voice trembling.

"Why don't you try?" His hand stubbornly slipped between my legs, pressing against my clitoris.

"Ah... I'm... embarrassed..." I gasped softly, my voice trembling.

"You're so wet! Don't you want to?" He always managed to hit my most vulnerable spot, crushing my last
shred of will.

"..." I was speechless, my body limp, a slight wetness seeping from my genitals.

"Unbutton your shirt." His hand continued between my legs.

I stopped resisting. Head bowed, my hands trembling slightly, I unbuttoned all the buttons of my shirt, threw myself into his
arms, stood on tiptoe, wrapped my arms around his neck, and pressed my burning lips to his. My wet, hot tongue
eagerly entwined with his, my mouth greedily sucking, making soft, smacking sounds, my consciousness slowly drifting away
…

He turned me around, so I was facing the two men on the opposite balcony. His hands slipped under my armpits,
easily pulling my strapless bra down to my waist from my open shirt. With a soft "Ah!" I cried out,
my breasts, now free from their restraints, sprang out, trembling with humiliation. His hands squeezed my soft, white
breasts forcefully, and before I could resist, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, collapsing into his arms. My
hands weakly covered the backs of his hands, rotating with his hands on my chest...

Through my half-closed vision, I noticed that the two men opposite me had been startled and were looking at me in surprise
. I quickly closed my eyes, trying to deceive myself...

"Give me a blowjob!" He tilted his head, flicking my earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

I obediently squatted down, unzipped KK's pants, and a thick, hard penis sprang out,
dangling in front of me. I reached out and grasped this hot thing, bringing my lips to it. My soft lips kissed the glans
, and my small, warm tongue darted out from between my lips, licking the sensitive skin of the glans, slowly taking
the entire glans into my mouth, then releasing it, the small tip of my tongue constantly circling and licking around the glans. KK stood
there trembling with pleasure, his hand reaching down to touch my face. I held the base of his penis in one hand,
my mouth filled with KK's penis, and I kept stroking it back and forth with my soft, red lips. As I went deeper,
my arms wrapped around KK's buttocks, and all I could see was his dark pubic hair. Each time I swallowed, his
penis was deeply inserted into my throat, and my lips were kissing his pubic hair.
My mouth, which I couldn't close, was full of saliva, and I kept making kissing sounds as I stroked it back and forth, saliva
constantly dripping down the corners of my mouth...

"Do you want me to fuck your cunt, you little slut?" he asked me, looking down at me.

I nodded, my mind blank, filled only with an unbearable desire. KK made me stand up,
facing . KK told me to put my hands on the railing, my buttocks raised high. I no longer
cared about shame, I just wanted KK to penetrate me quickly…

KK lifted my skirt, took off my narrow thong, and caressed my round, smooth buttocks. He told
me to hold the thong open in my hands; the small thong in my hands looked like a fiery red flag. The
two whistled at me, and I lowered my head in shame.

“Why don’t you smile at me, you little slut?” KK seemed to be in high spirits, his penis roaming around my opening.

I actually raised my head and gave them a lewd, seductive smile. KK finally thrust his penis into my
long-awaited and overflowing vagina. The full impact sent a shiver down my spine. KK held his breath and, like
a storm , thrust into me hard, making my face flush, my breasts tremble, and me moan softly. My buttocks
involuntarily swayed rhythmically with his movements, and my vaginal fluids gushed out like a burst dam…

My toes involuntarily rose, my small lips parted slightly, and my hazy eyes were tightly closed.
KK thrust forcefully, his hands reaching up to my chest, fondling my swaying breasts, until I
was completely slumped against the railing. I clenched my teeth, gasping for breath, my vagina spasming
uncontrollably . My juices flowed down my white legs with each thrust,
and my tight vagina made a "sizzling" sound as he entered and exited. I trembled as I released a gush of vaginal fluid…

Finally, K… K started ejaculating. He pressed his penis tightly into my body, and streams of hot semen
rushed into my vagina. When he pulled his penis out, I felt like I had lost my support; my whole body went limp, and I slid to
the floor, my lower body still convulsing. A stream of milky white semen dripped from between my pink labia onto
the balcony floor… After a long while, I finally reached out my hand to KK. He pulled me up, and I, my face flushed, hurriedly
fled into the room.

VI. Masturbation in the Office

To make our games more fun, KK specially bought me a wireless earphone for my mobile phone (
the kind that clips onto your ear, so you can make calls as long as you turn on the phone). That day, before work, he asked me to wear a
black bra, and naturally, a thong. He put on pants, but to my surprise, the bra had straps, and the stockings were
flesh-colored pantyhose. Then he made me wear a white, short-sleeved, tight-fitting cotton cheongsam with light blue flowers. The buttons were
black fabric buttons, and the edges were trimmed with light blue trim. The cheongsam was very short, only about 20 centimeters above the knee
, with slits on both sides of the thighs, all the way to the top of the thighs. The dress was very well-tailored, highlighting my
shapely figure, and it had a high neck, which I liked. Finally, he made me wear a pair of light blue high heels.

"Honey, you're so nice today!" I kissed him, referring to how KK hadn't made me wear anything too revealing.

"Put your hair up! And put on some light makeup," he instructed, looking at me.

"What's wrong with you today?" I couldn't hide my curiosity. I put my hair up and did my makeup while asking.

"I want to see the lewdness behind your dignified facade!" he said with a laugh.

"What kind of mischief are you up to now?" I didn't understand.

"Go to work, you'll find out then, baby!" He always made me look forward to it like that.

"I'm off then, honey!" I kissed him goodbye, picked up my white handbag, and left.

At the company, the whole morning was the same monotonous secretarial work, boring and tedious. Fortunately, Manager Zhao wasn't in the office
today , so I could sneak in a break. Around 2 PM, I was feeling bored when my phone rang. It was KK.

"Honey, I miss you so much!" I couldn't help but speak in a sweet, coquettish voice when I heard KK's voice.

"Really? What do you miss about me, baby?" he laughed on the other end of the phone.

"Ugh, you know that?" I lowered my voice, squirming in my chair.

"Use your headphones, can we play a game?" He'd already figured out what I was thinking.

"Yeah, but don't go too far, I'm at work!" I was bored anyway, so I figured he wouldn't go too far.

"But once the game starts, we can't stop! Okay?" He seemed to have planned this all along.

"Okay..." I opened my bag to get my headphones, only to find he'd stuffed the vibrator we play with at home into my bag!
My heart skipped a beat at the sight of it.

"Why did you put that...thing in my bag?" I put on the headphones, my face turning pale.

"Want to give you a little surprise!" he continued, still trying to be cheeky.

"You..." I glanced at my colleagues, hesitant to speak.

"Are you wearing your headphones?" he asked.

"Okay, so what do you want?" I whispered.

"I want you to take off your stockings, okay?" His words were provocative. This was an office! I
hesitated.

"Hurry up! Take them off and tell me." He seemed to understand my thoughts and urged me.

I thought it wouldn't be too difficult, and seeing that no one was paying attention to me, I gently
lifted my buttocks, trying to keep my upper body still to avoid attracting attention. I lifted the back of the cheongsam that was under my buttocks
to my waist, hooked the edge of the stockings with my fingers, and slowly pulled them down to my knees. Then I bent down, took off my shoes, and
quickly took off the stockings, clutching them in my hand like a thief.

"Okay," I whispered into the microphone, my heart pounding.

"Good! Now take off your underwear too!" His demands were escalating.

Because I was afraid someone would see, I took off my tight thong, just like before. My lower body was already
damp. Worried about leaving wet patches on the back of my cheongsam, I lifted it up, sitting naked
on the seat . The rough fabric of the seat rubbed against my most delicate area, making me feel incredibly aroused! I
started to look forward to the continuation of KK's game.

"Take it off..." I whispered to KK, my voice trembling slightly.

"Great, baby, take off your bra too!" He seemed to be getting excited as well.

"No..." I gasped, thinking about how daring I was to do this in the office.

"Yes, baby!" he insisted on the other end of the phone.

My cheongsam clung tightly to my body, and my bra had straps, making it difficult to take it off without alerting
my colleagues . This only fueled my desire. So, I first
crossed my arms, then slowly climbed up the sleeves with my fingers, hooking the straps on my shoulders and pulling them down.
Using the elasticity of the straps, I managed to free my elbows. Then, I turned slightly to the side, supporting myself with my left hand.
With my chin resting on the desk, blocking anyone's view, I secretly unbuttoned the two buttons on the right side of my cheongsam.
I wanted to reach behind me through the open seam to unhook my bra, but the cheongsam was too tight; there
wasn't enough , and my hand couldn't reach the buttons. So I
simply unbuttoned all the buttons under my right armpit, and the cheongsam immediately opened, completely exposing my fair skin on the right side, all the way to my heels. At that moment,
if someone walked by, I wouldn't even have a chance to find a crack in the ground to crawl into! I quickly unhooked my bra
, and as I pulled it out, the uneven cups brushed against my nipples, sending a shiver down my spine. I hurriedly stuffed the bra
into the drawer, and then tried to fasten the buttons on my cheongsam with my right hand, but once I fastened them, they weren't so easy to unfasten
. When I finally managed to fasten one of the buttons around my waist, I saw that damned Xiao Li walking towards me. I quickly
tucked my right arm tightly under my armpit.

"Yingying, give me a copy of this month's sales report!" Seeing my unnatural expression and stiff
movements, Xiao Li's eyes showed a hint of doubt: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No..." My face flushed red, trying to hide my embarrassment. I picked up a folder from the table with my left hand and
handed it to him: "It's in there, take it!"

"Are you really okay?" He seemed puzzled.

"Really... okay!" My heart pounded with nervousness, and I wanted to push him away.

Finally, after getting rid of Xiao Li, I breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, I felt a warm liquid
flowing from my lower body. Was I really that lewd? I asked myself silently.

"Are you undressed? Why did it take so long? Did someone see?" KK had obviously overheard my
conversation .

"I took it off, but my clothes weren't buttoned up yet, and someone almost saw me!" My chest was still heaving.

"Wait, don't button them up yet, baby!" KK's breath seemed to be breathing into my ear through the phone.

"What do you want...?" My consciousness began to blur.

"I want you to touch your own breasts with your hands, just like I usually touch you!" His words were like hypnosis.

I leaned forward slightly, continuing to support my chest with my left hand, my eyes half-closed. I
slipped my right hand into the unbuttoned opening of my cheongsam, just like KK always did. First, I gently stroked my nipples with my fingertips until they
hardened. Then, I spread my fingers and alternately kneaded my full breasts.
I bit my lip, trying not to moan, my mind filled with
images of .

"How is it, baby!" KK sounded like he was right beside me on the phone.

"I want..." I gasped.

"Want what?"

"Want...you..." My consciousness blurred.

"Why don't you use the tools in your bag?" he seemed to be reminding me.

I placed my open handbag at my feet, took out the pink vibrator, leaned back in my chair
, slightly parted my legs, pressed the vibrator against my clitoris with my left hand, and turned it on with my right. A current-like
sensation quickly spread throughout my body, causing me to tremble and go limp. The vibrator emitted a soft buzzing
sound, which startled me so much that I quickly inserted it into my already overflowing vagina. Instantly, waves of
pleasure surged through my body, my whole body felt hot, and my vagina involuntarily contracted, warm fluid flowing continuously from the opening
…

“Baby, how is it?”

“So…comfortable…” I tried to control my trembling voice.

"Are you thirsty, baby?"

"Mmm..." I subconsciously licked my dry lips.

"I want you to go get a glass of water with the vibrator inside you! Don't turn it off!" He knew the water dispenser was about
ten meters away, past several colleagues' desks.

But for some reason, I actually wanted to do as KK said, so I fastened the buttons on my cheongsam with trembling hands,
put on my high heels, and to my dismay, there was nowhere to hide the vibrator's switch! Just then, my arm touched
the protruding buttons on my cheongsam, and I immediately thought of a solution: I would thread the switch's cord through the gap in the buttons, wrap it around a few times,
and then fasten the switch inside the cord, using the overlap of the cheongsam to slightly conceal it. However, through the thin fabric of the cheongsam,
my nipples, which were prominent because I wasn't wearing a bra, were still visible. I gritted my teeth and stood up, enduring the throbbing within me.
I walked with my two weak legs, worried that the vibrator inside me might fall out, so my gait was awkward. Under the strange
looks of my colleagues, I walked to the water dispenser, poured myself a glass of water, and returned. I could faintly feel some vaginal fluid flowing down my thighs...

Just as I returned to my seat... Because of the dual stimulation of my colleagues' gazes and the vibrating egg inside me, and the thought that I
had secretly masturbated in front of so many colleagues, my body couldn't help but tremble. My legs went weak, and I collapsed into my chair.
I quickly leaned over the table, biting my lip hard to stop myself from moaning, clenching my legs, my vagina
spasming, and warm, wet fluid gushing out...

Little did I know that this lewd act in the office would have serious consequences. It turned out that Manager Zhao, an
old man over fifty, had installed a miniature camera on top of my seat,
recording .

7. The Madness on the Rooftop

Another weekend, thinking about having tomorrow off, I called KK to ask him to come home for dinner. After work, I went to...
I bought the groceries KK usually likes at the market, and even bought him two bottles of beer. I remembered someone saying: "The way
to a man's heart is through his stomach.

" Then I rushed home, wanting to finish cooking before KK got home, and I also wanted him to have a
romantic and warm weekend. Just as I was almost done in the kitchen, KK came home.

"Honey... look!" I jumped into KK's arms like a little bird, kissed him, and then
took his hand to the dining table.

"Smells so good! Delicious! Delicious!" KK hugged me, looked down at the dishes on the table, sniffed them deeply, and
started eating with his hands.

"Go wash your hands, you glutton!" I gently patted the back of his hand.

Seeing my beloved man so happy, I was overjoyed. What more could a woman ask for? Just as KK
was washing his hands, I poured him a drink.

"Come on, sit down, let me serve you today!" I pulled him to sit on the chair, straddling his
lap , one arm around his neck, the other hand picking up chopsticks and feeding him a bite of food.

"Is it good, honey?" I gazed lovingly into his eyes.

"It's delicious, baby, I want you to feed me the drink with your mouth!" KK wrapped one arm around my waist, the other
unbuttoning my shirt.

"You're so naughty!" I punched his broad chest with my little fist, looking down at his hand as he pulled open my
shirt, pushing up my bra, revealing my snow-white breasts to his eyes.

I picked up the glass, took a big gulp, and brought it to his slightly parted lips.
Our lips met, and his tongue took the opportunity to invade my mouth. Our tongues intertwined with the wine, and
KK's hands kneaded my breasts...

Then he suddenly had a whimsical idea: he made me take off my upper body, stand in front of him, bend forward slightly, and
slowly pour the wine glass against the base of my neck. The wine flowed down my skin to my drooping nipples, and he tilted his head back to suckle my
nipples while drinking the wine. He jokingly called it drinking "milk wine"!

It was completely dark by then. We ate, each taking a bite, until we were both aroused
. KK had already stripped me naked, and he was naked too. My lower body was already wet.
Ignoring the mess on the table, I grabbed his penis, aimed it at my vagina, and sat down, writhing
...

"Baby, shall we do something exciting today?" KK wrapped his arms around my waist, rubbing his face against my full
breasts, making them tremble.

"What...how do you want to play?" My mind was already hazy, and I hugged his neck.

"Here, take this!" He handed me our house keys.

"What for, honey..." I began to pant softly on his lap.

KK didn't say anything, but lifted my buttocks to stand up. Of course, I didn't want his penis to leave my
body, so I clung tightly to his neck with both hands, my legs wrapped around his waist, my full
breasts pressed against his chest, my whole body hanging on him. KK walked barefoot to the door and
opened it.

"Ah...no..." I was stunned by his bold action and softly tried to stop him.

"Let's go to the rooftop to make love, baby!" he whispered in my ear.

"No...someone will see..." I buried my burning face in his neck.

"I want to try!" He glanced down the hallway, and seeing no one was around, he gently closed the door. Naked, he carried
me, also naked, towards the fire escape.

"No... ah..." My little fists lightly pounded his back, my heart pounding with nervousness. But as he
moved, his penis naturally moved in and out of my vagina, causing me to involuntarily let out a low
moan. Afraid of disturbing others, I remained silent.

We were on the 18th floor, just two floors from the rooftop. Carrying me, who weighed over 90 pounds, up those two floors, KK was already
panting, but his interest remained undiminished. We peeked out from the doorway like thieves, and
seeing no one on the roof, he carried me to the railing behind the water tower. He put me down and told me to turn around
and hold onto the railing. I knew he wanted to enter from behind, so I stood on tiptoe, deliberately sticking my butt out. When his
penis entered me again, my vaginal walls involuntarily tightened around it. Looking at
the lights and traffic below, feeling the cool night breeze, my excitement and arousal caused my juices to flow down my thighs
…

KK grabbed my breasts with both hands, kneading and squeezing them forcefully while thrusting rapidly…

“Mmm… mmm…” I bit my lip, letting out a low moan. At this moment, if someone came up to the rooftop
, we wouldn’t even have a place to hide.

“Is it… exciting?” KK’s voice was incoherent due to the force.

“Mmm… harder… husband…” I could no longer control myself.

“Beg me!” KK deliberately teased me.

“Please… husband… fuck me…” I twisted my hips.

“Are you a slut?” he asked while fucking me.

“Yes… ah… I… am a slut… ah…” I stammered.

“Look, so many people are watching me fuck you, you filthy bitch!” KK grabbed my hair, my head
tilted back.

"Ah...uh...ah..." I moaned repeatedly, gripping the railing tightly with both hands, welcoming KK's
repeated violent thrusts.

As KK thrust rapidly, my legs trembled uncontrollably, and my vagina spasmed repeatedly… I reached orgasm amidst shock
and fear Soon after, KK behind me shuddered, gripping my breasts so tightly they ached, and pressed his penis
firmly against the deepest part of my body. I felt streams of hot semen shooting inside me…

KK held me tightly from behind, his limp penis finally leaving my body after a long while. I felt
a warm, wet liquid flow down my thighs, and KK wiped it onto my breasts…

“You brought me here, and you still do this…” I turned around, my hand falling limply onto his chest.

“Was it good, baby?” His lips met mine again, his eyes gleaming strangely in the darkness.

"Mmm...uh..." I didn't know if I was answering or moaning.

"Let's go home, honey!" A night breeze blew by, and I felt a chill as I lay naked, curling up in his arms.

"Don't rush, let's play a little longer!" He still held me.

"Aren't you satisfied yet?" Actually, I wanted to stay a little longer, but I was afraid someone would see us.

"Yes, I want you to give me oral sex!" He was a little greedy.

"Greedy...too greedy!" I pointed at the tip of his nose with my finger.

But I still squatted down, cupped his soft, drooping penis in my hand, and put it in my mouth. It tasted fishy and salty,
carrying the flavor of our bodily fluids. I teased and sucked on it with my soft, warm tongue, and it gradually
swelled in my mouth… I spat saliva into my palm, caressing his scrotum. He made pleasurable sounds. I
used my mouth to stroke his thick penis, saliva dripping onto my chest. Suddenly, I had a whimsical idea.
I spat out his penis, smeared the saliva on my chest into my cleavage, then cupped my breasts with both hands, thrusting my chest forward to bury his penis in my
cleavage , clamping it tightly, and stroked it with my breasts…

KK was enjoying my breasts comfortably. As I stroked them, I pressed my head against his abdomen, licking his skin with my
tongue . Watching KK's expression of pleasure, a feeling of happiness from serving the man I loved gradually filled
my entire body…

Finally, KK reached his climax, his body thrusting forward, a sticky, hot stream of semen spraying onto my
chin and then slowly dripping onto my breasts…

After KK calmed down, I carefully licked his penis clean, stood up, and he gave me a passionate… We embraced
tightly in the night breeze…

As night deepened, we quietly descended the stairs, still holding each other. When we were almost on the 18th floor, we suddenly heard a door open
. Startled, we quickly hid around the corner of the stairs. Only after the footsteps entered the elevator did we dare to come out.
As I trembled, naked, like a thief, I unlocked my door and we hurried inside. Leaning against the door,
my chest heaved for a long time, thinking about the wild moments with KK, and my lower body began to uncontrollably wet again…
…

8. The Consequences of Being Secretly Photographed

On Monday noon, the gaunt manager, Lao Zhao, had just returned from Hong Kong. He was a Hong Konger, around fifty
years old. He called me into his office, made me stand in front of him, and
scanned me from head to toe with a look that seemed to want to tear a piece of flesh off me. At the time, I was wearing an orange-red tight-fitting V-neck top. I wore a low-cut
knitted blouse with two strips of fabric wrapping around my full breasts at the chest, draped diagonally over my neck and tied in a bow.
The neckline revealed my deep cleavage and plump mounds. The hem was short, reaching
just
to my waist, revealing my slender, flat waist and a small patch of snow-white belly. Large expanses of smooth skin from my shoulder blades up and my shoulders were also exposed. I wore a white, wide-legged mini-skirt that barely covered my slightly upturned buttocks,
revealing long, fair thighs. I wasn't wearing stockings, just white high-heeled strappy sandals, and underneath, a pink
strapless bra and matching thong. Under his intense gaze, I nervously squeezed my legs together.

"I did something wrong...what?" I stammered.

"As an employee, you've disappointed me greatly!" His expression was stern.

"Wh...what?" I was completely bewildered.

"Come here and see for yourself!" He made me walk to his side and look at a small screen on his desk.

On the screen was a woman in a cheongsam, sitting at her desk, her expression lewd, her head tilted back, her eyes slightly
closed , her lips slightly parted, her right hand kneading her breast from inside her open blouse...wasn't that me!

"Ah...you...you took pictures of me without my consent?" I gasped, covering my mouth in shock. Overwhelmed with shame, my vision blurred, my legs
gave way, and I collapsed into Manager Zhao's arms. When I came to my senses, his hand was already inside my chest,
kneading my full breasts...

"No..." I struggled and resisted.

"Do you want the whole company to see you like this?" He released his grip, pointing to the small screen.

"No..." Of course, I didn't have the courage.

"Then why don't you behave?" A triumphant smile spread across his face.

"..." I was speechless, but stopped struggling.

"Are you being good now?" He looked into my eyes.

"..." I lowered my head, a tear welling in my eye.

"Say it!" he persisted.

"Um..." I nodded helplessly.

"Okay, then I want you to play yesterday's game again, right in front of me! Is that okay?" he asked. I
instinctively shook my head, then quickly nodded.

"Aren't you going to get the phone?" He patted my bottom. My eyes were red, and I tried hard not to
cry , also afraid that my colleagues would notice my strange behavior. With my head down, I helplessly took the phone and earphone and returned to his
office.

"You don't look like you did yesterday!" He didn't even spare my expression, so I could only force a
smile.

"That's right!" He made me straddle his lap facing him, one hand around my soft waist,
the other caressing my full breasts, kneading them... I helplessly closed my eyes, silently enduring the
lewdness of this man who could be my father...

"You should call your boyfriend!" His hand was still on my breasts.

Helpless, I put on my earphones and dialed KK's number: "Honey, I...miss you!" I tried
to be as sweet as yesterday, but my voice trembled slightly with nervousness.

"Baby, what are you doing?" KK asked me, the manager was actually eavesdropping on our conversation with my phone.

"I..." My heart pounded with nervousness, and I was momentarily speechless. He untied the knot of my halter
top and pulled it down to my waist, bra and all. My full breasts immediately bounced out, almost brushing against his
face. I was filled with shame. He grabbed my right hand and pressed it against my right breast, kneading it. I knew he
wanted me to touch myself like yesterday. So, I played with my right nipple with my fingers, while he
continued to play with my left breast.

"Not masturbating, are you?" KK was still joking with me, completely unaware that his girlfriend was being played with by
an old man!

"Um..." I saw the manager write "Answer truthfully" on the paper.

"Playing with what?" I was in agony, but KK was full of interest.

"Breasts..." I closed my eyes as the manager licked my nipples with his tongue. I could only try to imagine that it
was KK playing with me.

"Does it feel good, baby?" KK asked.

"Mmm..." My answer was like a moan. The tingling sensation from my sensitive nipples made it hard for me to control myself, and
my lower body began to get wet. I didn't know if it was because of my own mental fantasy or because I couldn't resist the manager's licking.

"Why don't you touch down there, baby!" KK was completely unaware that he was helping this old man.

"No...don't..." The manager reached his hand under my skirt, and I didn't know whether to say it to the manager or KK
.

"Try it, baby!" KK persisted, completely ignoring my situation.

"Mmm...ah..." The manager grabbed my legs and stood up, making me sit on the desk. Due to
the loss , I had to hold his head, which resulted in his face being buried between my bare breasts.

"What's wrong with you?" KK noticed that my voice sounded a little strange.

"N-nothing..." I quickly covered it up. The manager rolled my skirt up to my waist, pulled down my pink
thong, and hung it on my left ankle. He spread my thighs apart,
completely exposing my wet, private garden to his gaze... He used his bent index finger to lightly scrape and
squeeze my full mons pubis, and my body couldn't help but tremble, my breathing becoming rapid...

"Baby, how is it?" KK sensed my heavy breathing.

"So...comfortable...husband!" The manager started thrusting his fingers in and out of my vagina... My whole body went
limp, I held the manager's head in my arms, not knowing whether I was talking to the manager or to
KK on the other end of the phone. At the same time, this feeling of having an affair with another man in front of my husband deeply stimulated
the lust deep within me. My consciousness began to blur, the feeling of being humiliated by the manager was slowly
fading , replaced by an uncontrollable physical desire.

"Ah...good husband...ah ah...I want...you!" I moaned,
looking at the manager with longing and lustful eyes, and said to KK on the other end of the phone.

"Baby, you're so horny!" KK knew that I liked to hear such words when my desire was overflowing.

"Ah...yes...I'm a...ah...slut...faster...harder...ah..."
After a few thrusts with his fingers, the manager made me lie face down on his desk, my round buttocks sticking up. He held
his already erect penis and thrust it all the way into my wet, dripping hole, pumping rapidly until
my breasts trembled wildly, almost hitting the stationery rack on his desk. The sounds were intermittent.

"Baby, you seem particularly slutty today?" KK started to sense something was off.

"No...nothing!" I quickly grabbed my swaying breasts with both hands, trying to
speak . The manager slowly withdrew his penis from the entrance and temporarily stopped thrusting.

"Ah...ahhh..." Caught off guard, the manager suddenly thrust his penis forward,
pumping even more violently. I quickly covered my earpiece, afraid my moans would arouse KK's suspicion.

After all, the manager wasn't as long-lasting as KK. A few minutes later, he pulled out, grabbed my hair, and
turned my face towards him. I knew he was about to ejaculate, so I quickly squatted down, opened my mouth, and streams of hot semen
sprayed onto my face and into my mouth... I obediently took the manager's still-erect penis into my mouth, my soft tongue gently
entwining around it, until he released the last drop, then swallowed the semen in my mouth.

"Honey, I'm hanging up now," I said to KK at the manager's signal.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you tonight!"

"Mmm..." The manager wiped the semen off my face into my mouth with his finger. With his finger in my mouth, I
mumbled "kk" and hung up the phone.

"Satisfied?" I asked, straightening my clothes as I looked at the satisfied smile on his face.

"You're really lewd! I like it!" he said with a laugh.

"Then... can we delete it?" I asked, blushing and smoothing my messy hair, pointing to the small screen.

"Can you promise to be my goddaughter and listen to me in everything from now on?" he demanded.

"Then... okay, godfather!" I knew I had no bargaining power, so I reluctantly agreed.

"Good girl!" He touched my round buttocks and then deleted the video.

"Godfather, can I go now?" I nestled into his lap and asked sweetly. I knew that I could only
avoid ruining my reputation by pleasing this man.

"Go ahead, my sweet daughter!" After patting me a few times in his arms, he finally let me go and returned to his desk,
pretending that nothing had happened. I naively thought the nightmare was over.

9.

In the days following the gift from my godfather, I dared not dress so sexily or revealingly anymore. My godfather only
occasionally , and didn't make any excessive demands on me. I thought everything was peaceful. Then one
day, KK was going to Nanjing on a five-day business trip. I took leave at noon to see him off. In the afternoon, I went back to work. Near the
end of the day, my godfather called me into his office. He asked me to sit on his lap and pulled me into his arms.

"Why haven't you dressed more sexily these past few days?" He squeezed my breasts through my shirt.

"No... like this, someone will see us!" I looked at the open door, worried about being seen by my colleagues.

"You're not being good, and your godfather doesn't like that!" He didn't care about my worries at all.

"Godfather, it's not good if people see us like this!" I tried gently to resist his advances, wanting to leave his
embrace and stand up.

"Then how about this... okay?" He turned on his monitor, and I saw on the screen
the lewd scene of myself being played with by him while I was on the phone in his office last time.

"What... do you want?" My body went limp instantly...

"I want you to obediently listen to your godfather, okay?" He held my chin with his fingers, looking into my
eyes , making me feel like I had nowhere to escape.

"...Mmm..." I felt like a cat with its tail tied, what
choice ?

"Tell your godfather yourself, my good daughter!" He had a conquering smile on his face.

"Daughter, from now on...be a good girl...listen to your godfather." The short sentence was broken and hesitant in my speech.

"That's right! Come here, godfather has a gift for you!" He kissed my cheek hard,
then pulled a large paper bag from under his desk and handed it to me.

"What is it?" I asked, a little curious.

"You'll see when you get home. Will you stay with godfather tonight?" He already knew KK was away on a business trip.

"Okay..." I had no right to refuse.

"Alright, godfather will come to see you tonight!" He was very happy.

"Okay..." I felt sad inside. KK had just left, and I had to submit to this man of my father's generation.

Because it was closing time, and people were coming and going outside the office, godfather could only grope my chest a few times.
They let me go, and I hurriedly packed my things and went home.

Back home, looking at the empty room, a sense of loss welled up inside me. So, I took off my clothes and
took a shower, then, still in my pajamas, grabbed a box of cookies from the fridge, turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa watching
TV while eating cookies. Just then, my phone rang. I thought it was KK calling and quickly called out:

"Honey, I missed you so much!" I was like a drowning man grasping at a straw.

"Haha, calling me 'honey' sounds much better than calling me 'godfather'!" It was my godfather's voice on the phone.

"It's...godfather!" I blushed, embarrassed by my carelessness.

"What? Forgot you were supposed to spend time with your godfather tonight?" My godfather seemed a little annoyed.

"No...no!" I dared not displease him.

"Have you seen the gift I gave you?" he asked.

"I just finished showering, not yet! What is it?" I thought to myself, I'd really forgotten about it.

"Open it and see!" he wouldn't say.

I held the phone in one hand and took the box out of the paper bag with the other. I opened it and found a finely crafted
black see-through dress, along with lingerie and a pair of delicate metal-heeled high heels.

"Do you like it?" my godfather asked.

"I like it!" To be honest, the dress was beautiful, I really liked it, and women are naturally resistant to three kinds of
gifts : fashion, cosmetics, and money.

"Put it on! See if it fits?" His tone didn't sound like he was asking for my opinion at all.

"Okay." Actually, I wanted to try it on too.

I put down the phone, took off my only nightgown, and picked up the black mesh see-through t-shirt from the gift box. I put on the pants
, the thin straps digging deep into my buttocks. Then I put on a matching sheer black mesh bra, this time
with silver-gray lace trim around the cups—very pretty. Next, I wore black sheer denim pants,
low-waisted, with silver lace trim around the waistband and back pockets. They were tight around my hips and thighs,
hugging my rounded shape. The hems were slightly flared with white ruffles. The top was
short, ending just at my waist, also made of sheer black mesh, a casual blazer style with a large lapel,
and trim around the collar, cuffs, and hem . The dress, also in dark gray with ruffled trim, had a low neckline that revealed my deep cleavage. The buttons
were silver. The dress was a bit tight; when buttoned, my breasts pushed the collar open quite a bit, even revealing my
bra . When I stood in front of the dressing mirror wearing those ten-centimeter-high metallic stilettos,
my heart skipped a beat when I saw myself in the mirror. The dress looked really beautiful on me; all the seams
were with silver pearlescent thread. The black tulle against the dark gray ruffled trim was very eye-catching. Through the black
tulle, I could clearly see my bra and thong underneath. The pants, of course, almost completely revealed my body.
If you looked closely, you could even see my pink nipples and the dark pubic hair. Wearing such clothes made me feel both noble and lewd. I had to admire the fashion designer; how could they make such a fashionable style out of
such thin fabric ? "All done, Godfather." I picked up the phone I had just put down. "Come down, I'm downstairs." Godfather's tone was filled with excitement. "Ah...no..." How could I dare to go out dressed like this?! "Godfather wants to see how sexy and beautiful you look now!" " The security guard downstairs knows me, or, Godfather, could you come up?" I knew it was hard to resist, and I tried to fantasize about a 'roundabout way to save the day'. "My daughter has been naughty! Godfather wants you downstairs!" He started to get displeased. "It's not that I'm being naughty, it's just that my clothes are too see-through," I pleaded with my godfather. "You have ten minutes, come down here right now!" He gave me my final ultimatum and hung up. I had no choice but to hurry downstairs. The two most difficult places were the elevator and the security room. In the elevator, I was afraid of being seen by the neighbors; in that cramped space, there was nowhere to hide. The security room was the only way out. Although they didn't know my name, they all recognized me. To be honest, going out dressed like this made my heart race. If they recognized me, how would we ever see each other again? Thankfully, I didn't run into anyone in the elevator. When I passed the security room, I let my hair down to cover my face and walked quickly, but I could still feel their burning gazes on me... In the distance, I saw my godfather waving at me from the other side of the road, leaning against his black Audi. Amidst the strange I walked to my godfather's side, my chest heaving nervously... "Even prettier than I imagined! Turn around so I can have a good look at you!" My godfather scanned me up and down with his eyes. I obediently spun around, and when I faced my godfather again, he grabbed my waist and pulled me forcefully . Wearing high heels, I lost my balance and fell into his arms, my full breasts pressing against his chest… … “You’re so lewd! Look, you’re all wet!” Ignoring the stares of passersby, he ran his hand over my crotch a few times, showing me his wet fingers. “I…” I realized my panties were soaked, and I blushed instantly. “Let me see what I’m missing?” He lifted my chin with his hand. “You need to put on some glamorous makeup and wear some jewelry. Use this!” He handed me a jewelry box. “Go back and dress up nicely, I’ll wait for you here!” he said with a smile. "You...have to come back?" I felt incredibly awkward. "Of course! And remember to put your hair up!" He patted . I had no choice but to face those two major problems again—the elevator and the security room. This time, I wasn't as lucky as before. On the elevator, I encountered a middle-aged couple who looked at me with surprised and complicated expressions. I was filled with shame. When I reached the 18th floor, I fled the elevator as if my life depended on it. I overheard them whispering: "That woman is shameless! Dressed like that!" "Sigh, society is getting more and more decadent!" "Look at the lecherous look you were giving me!" "..." Back home, I sat in front of the vanity for a while before my heart calmed down. First, I put my hair up in a bun, opened the makeup box , applied a thin layer of foundation to my face, then applied light purple eyeshadow to my eyelids, followed by mascara, and finally applied a fuchsia pearlescent lipstick. I opened the jewelry box my godfather had given me; inside were a pair of large silver earrings, each about ten centimeters in diameter, and a silver necklace with pendants depicting two naked men and women embracing.

Loosely draped in my fair cleavage, I finished dressing and looked at my alluring face in the mirror, clad in such
a revealing see-through top, my heart pounding like a deer's...

"Are you done?" Just as I was lost in my self-admiration, my godfather called.

"Yes." I quickly composed myself.

"Then why aren't you coming down?" my godfather urged.

I sprayed some perfume on myself and hurried downstairs. In those few minutes, I
walked back and forth in the stairwell several times in such revealing clothes, wondering what others would think of me. When I finally reached my godfather's side again,
he smiled with satisfaction.

He helped me into his car, his hand around my neck, and with a pull, I leaned against his shoulder
. His lips pressed against mine, his tongue, smelling of cigarettes, invaded my mouth. I closed my eyes,
involuntarily entwining and sucking with my tongue, because after his ministrations, I was already burning with desire
…

His hands kneaded my breasts through my thin gauze dress. I twisted my body, letting out muffled
moans . My lower body was already soaking wet. Without realizing it, my hand reached for my godfather's crotch,
caressing the bulge…

“Godfather, I want…” I finally couldn't control myself.

“Not yet. Go buy your godfather a pack of cigarettes.” He pointed to a
brightly lit .

"There are too many people there, I..." I wasn't even sure if my hesitation stemmed from
fear or an inability to control my inner desires.

"Go on, give me the key, I'll wait for you upstairs!" My godfather's words left no room for argument, so I had no choice but to open
the car door .

"Remember, wiggle your ass when you walk, you slut!" he said from behind me.

I stood in front of the car door, straightening my clothes which he had slightly disheveled. Obediently, I swayed my rounded hips as I walked
towards the store. The crotch of my gauze pants was damp and cool, clinging to my body, filling me with immense shame. But strangely
, it also stirred a strange excitement within me. My alluring makeup, the sheer black gauze contrasting with the white lace and
silver pearlescent threads—all of this made me stand out even in the darkness. I looked like
a prostitute soliciting on the street, attracting the attention of passersby. His gaze roamed freely over me...

The shop owner was a middle-aged man. He watched me walk towards him with an almost dazed look. For
some reason, I suddenly felt a sense of vanity and pride in his gaze. When I bought cigarettes from him, he
stared intently at my chest and my wet crotch, not reacting for a long time, almost drooling.
I suddenly decided to tease this lecherous man a little. Of course, I couldn't let him take advantage of me.

I reached out and took a pack of cigarettes from his shelf, opened it, took one out and held it between my fingers. I
smiled seductively and said to him, "Can I borrow a light, brother?"

"Sure... sure!" he replied stammering, swallowing hard.

He hurriedly pulled a lighter from the counter and handed it to me, but I didn't take it. Instead, I brought
my fingers, which were holding a cigarette, closer to my lips, which were adorned with rose-red lipstick. I leaned forward slightly, and he immediately lit
the cigarette for me. In that instant, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him staring intently at the
half- ...

"Big brother, thank you!" I placed the money on the counter, gave him a deliberately coquettish smile, and turned away, swaying my almost
naked round buttocks. I felt a warm fluid flowing from my lower body, sticky and wetting my panties.
A strange fire was burning fiercely in my heart...

When I couldn't wait to get home, my godfather was leisurely sitting on the sofa, watching my heaving chest:

"How does it feel? You little slut!" He mimicked KK's tone.

"..." Having my desires exposed was more embarrassing than being stripped naked. I blushed instantly.

"Isn't it great? Look at you!" He gestured for me to sit next to him, pointing to the wet patch of
panties clinging to my body.

"It's all your fault!" I said shyly, pretending to hit him with one hand. He took advantage of the situation and pulled me into his arms,
grabbing my hand behind my neck with his right. I rested my head on his arm.

My godfather gently kissed my neck, occasionally licking my skin with the tip of his tongue. Every time his tongue touched my
delicate skin, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. His tongue gently licked my ear,
his warm breath on my skin. I closed my eyes, shrank my neck, and moaned softly, while
my hands involuntarily reached out and groped aimlessly on his body. My godfather became even more excited, hugging me tightly, his hands slowly moving to my
chest, his fingertips touching my nipples through my thin clothes. My moans grew louder, and
he pinched my nipples... Those bouncy breasts…

My godfather took off my shirt and panties, grabbed my feet—my toenails were painted pink—and
kissed them, his tongue gently licking between my toes. Strangely, it felt strangely
pleasurable; a tingling sensation instantly spread throughout my body. To be honest, no man had ever treated me
like this before, not even KK. I weakly twisted my body. My godfather parted my legs and slowly licked upwards,
one hand caressing my inner thigh while his tongue licked down my thigh to my narrow pubic area. My body
trembled. I could clearly feel his tongue touching my labia, which were already soaking wet…

He lifted my bra, and my breasts bounced out, my pink nipples already erect. His
tongue slowly sucked on my nipples, occasionally biting them lightly with his teeth. My body trembled, and I let out a pleasurable,
hazy moan. I closed my eyes, my hands gripping the edge of the sofa helplessly. My godfather pulled down my underwear,
squatted in front of the sofa, put my legs on his shoulders, and used his fingers to spread my labia. Oh my god! He
gently licked my tender clitoris with his warm, wet tongue. I cried out as if electrocuted,
clutching my godfather's head tightly. Then he rubbed my clitoris with his entire tongue like a washboard, even circling it and
stirring it inside my vagina. I had never experienced such stimulation before, and my body trembled...

"Ah...oh...oh..." I cried out loudly, squeezing my godfather's head tightly with my legs. A
warm gush of fluid spurted out. I had never reached orgasm so quickly!

My godfather lifted my legs and continued to stimulate my clitoris with his tongue. I opened my eyes and cried out in a dazed
, lingering voice,

"Godfather, I can't take it anymore! No more..."

My godfather ignored me, took off his pants, climbed on top of me, and used his arms to hold my legs bent.
He dipped his penis in my vaginal fluid, smeared it with his hand, and then pressed it against my vaginal opening. He thrust his hips in forcefully, and
I screamed, "Ah!" I pinched my godfather's arm hard with my fingers. My godfather started to slowly thrust in and out,
gradually increasing the speed...

"Ah...so good...godfather...harder..." I cried out incoherently again as I was being penetrated.

My godfather made me turn around and kneel on the sofa. He stood on the floor, placed one leg on the sofa, and wrapped his arms
around my buttocks and waist from both sides, continuing to thrust forcefully. Each thrust reached my clitoris. Hearing my loud moans,
my godfather thrust even more wildly. While forcefully pounding my clitoris, he slapped my
buttocks making "slap, slap" sounds. My snow-white buttocks were left with many red handprints. Strangely... But I
felt incredibly excited. Soon after, I cried out "Ah... Waaah..." a few times, then lowered my head, my body
convulsing, collapsing onto the sofa and crying with excitement. I had reached another climax...

Suddenly, my godfather pulled his penis out, grabbed my hair, lifted my head, and shoved it into my
mouth. I quickly took his penis in my mouth and sucked hard, streams of hot, pungent semen spraying into my mouth... "Ah...! So good!" my godfather exhaled. "Godfather, this is your offspring." I tilted my head back
,

looking

at my godfather lewdly, sticking out my tongue to coat it with his
semen, and mumbled.

"That's all a man's essence, high in protein, it'll beautify your skin!" my godfather said, touching my face.

I obediently swallowed, nestled tenderly in my godfather's arms. Although he wasn't as strong or as long-lasting as KK, his
skill gave me unprecedented pleasure and satisfaction. My resistance to him was slowly disappearing...

After resting for a while, I took a bath with my godfather. That night, he held me as we lay down on
the bed that had once belonged only to KK and me, falling into a deep sleep, leaving only the pile of clothes on the sofa that exuded a lewd smell...

X. The Story on the Train

In the following days, my godfather came to my place every night to stay overnight until KK returned.
The day before KK returned, I washed all the clothes and sheets in the house to prevent him from discovering what happened between my godfather and me. I
still dressed very sexy and revealingly for work every day, but it wasn't entirely for KK anymore; it was also for my godfather.

After KK came back, my godfather and I only occasionally had our trysts in the office. About half a month later, my godfather
asked me to accompany him on a business trip to Shanghai. I had never been to Shanghai before, and I knew in my heart that my godfather was using his position for personal gain, but
I was still very happy.

"What clothes should I bring?" I asked my godfather with an ambiguous expression, looking forward to this
trip that belonged to my godfather and me.

"I'll prepare them for you! My little slut!" My godfather pinched my nose and smiled mischievously.

"It's definitely for playing tricks on people!" I pouted my sexy lips deliberately, and my godfather smiled without answering.

Before leaving work that day, my godfather told me that I didn't need to go to the company the next day. My train was at 11 a.m., and he asked me
to wait at home for him to pick me up at the train station. The next morning, around nine o'clock, KK went to work. I had just gotten up and wasn't
wearing any underwear, just a white, see-through camisole nightgown, when my godfather arrived. He was carrying a red suitcase
and said to me,

"Your luggage is here. You don't need to bring anything else!"

"Thank you, godfather!" I closed the door and tiptoed to kiss him.

My godfather looked at me in my see-through nightgown and couldn't wait to hug me tightly, pinning me against the door.

"Ah! No…" I giggled and struggled.

My godfather didn't say anything. He turned me around, pressed me against the door, put one hand on my shoulder, and with the other hand
, he hooked my lower abdomen between my legs and pulled me back, making my buttocks stick up high. He loosened his pants and
pushed his already erect penis into my still wet vagina...

As I bent over to wipe away the semen that was slowly flowing down my thighs, my godfather sat
on the sofa watching me do all this with satisfaction. Then, he took out a set of clothes from his red suitcase: a
small black lace elastic bra, a matching thong, a light yellow casual
blazer matching skirt, and told me to change into them.

In front of my godfather, I took off the see-through nightgown and put on the black lingerie he had given me. I loved that strapless bra
the most ; it wasn't quite a bra because it had no cups or straps,
but it was shorter than a bra, only about ten centimeters long, not long enough to cover my full breasts. Then I put on the
pale yellow skirt, a two-piece skirt about thirty centimeters long, the upper part clinging to my body,
the lower part ... The skirt had wide pleats and a two-inch-wide white cloth belt at the waist. It was very short; if I sat down,
because the hem was so short, my bottom would practically land directly on the stool, making it easy to expose myself. Then I put on
the pale yellow long-sleeved blazer. It wasn't really a blazer, as it was only half the length of a regular
blazer The neckline was very low, with only one button below my breasts, revealing a large expanse of my white, tender
breasts.

"Does it look good?" I asked my godfather after I finished dressing.

"So alluring! It could definitely arouse any man's desire! Including impotent ones!" my godfather joked.

"Am I really that pretty?" I blushed, feeling a sweet warmth in my heart.

"I'm not lying, go look in the mirror!" my godfather laughed.

"Hmph..." I made a face at him and ran to the mirror. Looking at myself, I saw my full
breasts straining against the neckline of my cropped blazer, revealing a sheer black lace bra and a patch of
white cleavage. Through the gaps in the lace, I could clearly see the fair skin of my breasts. Further down,
my flat, white abdomen and slender waist were exposed, with a delicate oval navel
in the center, exuding feminine charm. Next, a low-cut skirt hung on my rounded buttocks, and a
white cloth belt was loosely draped decoratively around my waist, revealing a black t-shirt underneath. The thong strap of my pants
was full of sexual innuendo, and my fair and slender legs were completely exposed, exuding an irresistible carnal desire. The overall pale
yellow color and the black of my exposed underwear accentuated my youthful and fair skin. Looking at all this, I
felt like a million ants were crawling on my heart, and my lower body felt wet...

"Here, wear these shoes!" My godfather skillfully picked out a pair of white high-heeled leather shoes from my shoe cabinet.

My face flushed, I returned to my godfather's side, sat on the sofa, and put on my white high heels. My godfather
took out . Each set had two thin chains connected together. The lower chain was U-shaped, with both ends connected
to the upper chain. The upper chain was an open loop chain with small metal rings at both ends.
Overall , it looked a bit like a small thong.

"What is this?" I asked my godfather, puzzled.

"These are the shoe chains for sex slaves!" Without looking up, my godfather lifted my right foot and slipped the U-shaped chain into the indentation under the heel of my
high heel . Then he wrapped the loop chain around my ankle, took out a delicate little brass lock,
and threaded it onto the small loop locks at both ends of the chain on the outside of my ankle. He then locked my left foot as well. He put the key in his
pocket. This way, without his key, I couldn't take off my high heels. Hearing
the words "sex slave" and seeing the small brass lock hanging on the outside of my ankle, especially with the key in the hand of a
man , I couldn't help but feel a sense of being conquered.

"Alright, time's running out, you need to put on your makeup, make it a bit glamorous!" my godfather said to me. "Wear
the jewelry I gave you, and put on some nail polish."

While I was putting on my makeup, my godfather picked out a pair of black high heels from my shoe cabinet and put them in my suitcase.

"You have to bring your cosmetics, and perfume too." My godfather's head appeared in my mirror.

"Okay!" I stuck my tongue out at my godfather in a coquettish tone, sprayed some perfume on myself, and then packed
up my bottles and jars, grabbing a white handbag.

"Okay, we can go now, godfather!" I hooked my arm around his.

"Wait, there's something else!" He didn't move.

"What is it?" I shook my godfather's arm playfully.

"You have to promise me you'll do it, or I'll punish you!" My godfather's expression was very serious.

"When have I ever not listened to you? Every time you do whatever you want!" I said
truthfully .

"Okay, from the moment you step out of this door, we'll start a role-playing game! Your role is a
slutty prostitute. Once we get to the train station, we'll be two strangers. On the train, you have to do
everything you can to seduce me. Others can molest you, you can't refuse, but you absolutely cannot let anyone have sex with you,
understand?" My godfather said all this in one breath; it seemed he had planned this all along.

"I..." How could I not understand? I just felt too embarrassed.

"You want to punish me?" My godfather became stern.

"No...I...I agree." I was a little flustered.

"If you don't do it well, you'll have to redo it ten times! Understand?" It seemed he wouldn't let me off easily.

"I understand, I'll try my best!" I was both scared and hopeful.

"Alright, let's go!" My godfather stood up and let me drag the red suitcase downstairs myself.

Downstairs, my godfather's car was being driven by driver Xiao Li today. As soon as he saw my outfit, he exclaimed, "Wow!
Yingying, you're so sexy!" I immediately blushed, glared at him, and jumped into the car. All the way,
he kept looking at me in the rearview mirror.

When we arrived at the train station, my godfather gave me the ticket and got off the train himself. Little Li gave me a strange smile and drove
away. I dragged my suitcase through the crowded train station. My outfit, in both color and style, was
absolutely eye-catching, especially to the men!

"Wow! What a pretty girl!"

"She's dressed so boldly!"

"Yeah, look, she's wearing a thong, it's all showing!"

"Look at her breasts, they're so big! You can see them!"

"I like her waist, it's so slim!"

"Is she a hairdresser?"

"I wonder which train she's on. If she's on the same train as me, hehe!"

"..."

I heard a lot of comments about me. Although they were a bit too explicit and even a bit vulgar,
it's always a pleasant thing for a woman to be noticed. Under the gaze of many men, I involuntarily
puffed out perked up my buttocks, swaying my round bottom and my serpentine waist. I knew that this attire and
the lewdness and debauchery in my bones had naturally led me into the role my sugar daddy required—a prostitute! Without realizing it, my
heart started racing, and my lower body began to feel wet…

My ticket was for carriage number six, a lower berth in a soft sleeper compartment, a small private space for four people. My godfather was opposite me;
the man in the upper berth above him was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and the man in the upper berth above me was a boy who looked like a student. They had arrived early and
were unpacking their luggage. My arrival naturally caught their attention, and their eyes 'scanned' me.
My godfather pretended not to recognize me, sitting there with a newly bought magazine. I threw my handbag on the bed, bent down, and pushed my suitcase under the bed. Naturally, they all saw the view under my skirt and the black thong
tucked between my legs.
Turning around, I smiled at my godfather, noticing his satisfied expression. I
raised and tucked my hair behind my head, causing my short shirt to ride up and reveal more of my belly.
Everyone was surprised by my bold move. I pretended to be nonchalant and sat down on the bunk.

The train started moving, the scenery outside the window rushing past, the wheels rhythmically pounding the tracks. The
middle-aged man and the student also got on the bunk and lay down. I felt their gazes constantly drifting down to my chest.
Although the air conditioning was on, I still felt restless and hot. My godfather's eyes were always on me; I knew it was time to
start playing my part.

"Uncle, why are you staring at me? Aren't you reading?" My voice was soft and slightly coquettish.

"You're making it hard for me to concentrate on my book!" my godfather said with a laugh.

"What? I'm not bothering you." I chuckled, my face flushing slightly.

"You've got a great figure, young lady!" my godfather pointed deliberately to my ample chest.

"Well, what can I do? Nobody wants a girl if she doesn't have a good figure!" I said, my words carrying a double meaning, my face turning red.

"What do you do for a living, young lady?" my godfather asked, feigning curiosity.

"..." I blushed instantly, feeling as if I were a prostitute, unable to speak of it.

"Oh, I shouldn't have asked, I shouldn't have asked!" my godfather's tone was also ambiguous.

Seeing how embarrassed I was, my godfather stopped making things difficult for me. He sent me a text message on his phone, telling me that
there was a black plastic bag in my suitcase containing a vibrator. He told me to go to the train toilet and insert it
into my vagina, and to clip the switch to my waist so that others could see it.

I had no choice but to get up and open the box. Then I noticed a small damp patch on the sheet I had just sat on. I
was incredibly ashamed and quickly grabbed the plastic bag containing the vibrator and went to the bathroom. Since my genitals were already quite wet,
the pink vibrator easily slid inside me. I tried to turn it on, and the intense vibration sent
a shiver down my spine. I quickly turned it off, then clipped the switch with the cord to my waist, leaving half of it exposed. And just like that,
I returned to the sleeper compartment, crossed my legs, and sat on the bed. My sugar daddy sent another text message: Turn on the switch!

I had no choice but to secretly turn on the switch at my waist. Instantly, a strong vibration spread from my lower body to my
entire body. Even the bed under my buttocks vibrated slightly. Fortunately, the sound of the train drowned out the vibrator's
motor. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know how to hide myself. Waves of uncontrollable pleasure surged through my body,
causing me to wiggle my buttocks incessantly. My face turned bright red, and I almost cried out!

"What's wrong, young lady? Why is your face so red?" My godfather deliberately drew the attention of the two people on the upper bunk.

"N-nothing... I'm just a little hot." I said, my shame mixed with panic.

"You're hot wearing so little, young lady?" My godfather pressed, intentionally making things difficult for me.

"..." I looked at my godfather with almost pleading eyes.

My godfather finally stopped saying anything. The trembling inside me made my body tremble and go limp. I could only curl up on the bed
, pulling the blanket over my almost naked buttocks. My legs, unable to take off my shoes, trembled in the air. I
closed my eyes , but I could imagine what a scene of eroticism it must have been. I felt my own juices flowing
down my thighs. With trembling hands, I sent my godfather a text message: Please spare me!

My godfather replied: Okay then, turn it off and sit on my bed! I turned off the switch, and after a few minutes,
calmed myself down, got up and sat on my godfather's bed.

"Uncle, where are you going?" I asked, trying to make conversation.

"Shanghai, and you?" My godfather pretended to be serious.

"Me too." I felt the student peeking at me, so I deliberately pulled my bra down a little.

"What's that?" My sugar daddy pointed loudly at the silver chain and brass lock on my ankle.

"My boyfriend gave it to me!" I smiled shyly and slyly.

"Oh, is that an MP3 player on your waist? And the wire?" He pointed to my pink vibrator switch.

"No, it's a toy!" I felt like a prostitute.

"Is it fun? Let this old man play with it?" My sugar daddy said, reaching to turn on my switch.

"No...don't..." I was really scared.

But it was too late. The tremors that started inside me made me go limp, and I fell into my godfather's arms. I saw
the student above me looking at me with surprise and envy. We were so close. My feminine shame
made me quickly get up. I covered my forehead with my not-so-messy hair and looked at
my godfather with a mournful gaze, gently shaking my head. But my godfather ignored my silent pleas. Just then, I heard
the sound of fruit vendors hawking their wares from the other end of the carriage. My godfather sent me a text message: "Buy some bananas. Do you know how prostitutes eat them?"

I nodded to my godfather. Just then, the fruit cart on the train came by. I endured
the constant to stand up. I bought a box of packaged bananas and sat back down on my bunk. Suddenly, I
noticed a large wet patch on my godfather's white sheet, the one I had just sat on. I was instantly filled with shame. Fortunately, my godfather didn't
use this to humiliate me, but I think that student must have seen the wet patch I left.
The middle-aged man on the opposite bunk was staring intently at me. The tremors within me made my consciousness increasingly lewd. I gave
him a seductive smile, picked up a banana, and with my pink-nailed fingers, slowly peeled off the banana's
skin. Then, I stuck out my red tongue and licked the tip of the banana before slowly stuffing the thick banana into my bright red
mouth. I looked at him with hazy eyes, swallowing and sucking... I saw his hand
trembling ... If there weren't other people around, I think he would have pounced on me!

My godfather, also aroused by my extremely lewd actions and expressions, couldn't resist and sent me a text message: I
want to fuck you, come to the train toilet! Then he got up, and I followed him to the toilet. After closing the door,
my godfather eagerly pulled out his penis and shoved it into my mouth…

As he ejaculated his hot, pungent semen into my mouth, I carefully licked his penis clean.

“Turn off the vibrator, I can’t take it anymore!” I said, wiping the semen from the corner of my mouth. He finally agreed,
but wouldn’t let me take it out. Back in the compartment, exhausted, I lay down on the bunk and fell into a deep sleep…

Eleven, Breakfast on the Train

. In a hazy state, I felt a hand slip inside my collar, kneading my breasts. I woke up with a start and
saw my godfather’s familiar face. Outside the window, it was a misty morning, and the two people in the upper bunk were gone.

“No… what time is it? Where are they?” I was worried and instinctively flinched away.

"They got off in Nanjing, it's past five!" My godfather hugged me and unbuttoned the last
button on my shirt.

"Don't rush, lock the door!" I stopped struggling and pointed to the door of the compartment.

"It's already locked, you little slut!" My godfather started to take off my shirt.

"You're so naughty! You want to fuck me here!" I lightly punched his shoulder a few times with my little fists,
but still cooperated by pulling my arms out of my sleeves. My upper body was now only covered by that black bra,
with two pink nipples protruding under the transparent lace.

"I didn't expect you to be so lewd and seductive! I can't help but want to fuck you!" My godfather said very bluntly.

"It's you again, don't take it off... um..." My godfather was about to pull my bra up, and afraid of ruining
that beautiful bra, I had to stretch out my arms to let him take it off smoothly.

My upper body was completely naked, and I shyly crossed my arms in front of my chest, covering my full
breasts. My godfather wanted me to face the train window, with my buttocks raised high, straddling the short table on the train.
There was no need to take off my short skirt anymore, because my plump, white buttocks were already completely exposed to his eyes.
He pulled my narrow thong... He pulled his pants aside, the thin strap grazing my clitoris, sending a shiver down my spine.
Then he pulled the vibrator out of my vagina and inserted it into my anus. The short coffee table prevented me from stretching out
; although I tried to arch my back and bend my waist as far as possible, my full breasts were still pressed
firmly against the car window, distorting their shape. My clitoris pressed against the cold coffee table,
a thrill I'd never felt before. Then I heard him unzip his pants, and a solid penis slid in.
My vagina…

“Ah…” I groaned softly.

My godfather pulled my arm back, and with his thrusting, my breasts and clitoris rubbed against the car window and
coffee table . Waves of pleasure spread from my nipples and clitoris to every part of my body. What was terrifying was that my godfather also
turned on the vibrating egg that was inserted into my anus!

“Ah… ahh… so good… ah…” I moaned uncontrollably.

The villages and fields outside the window flashed past me quickly. The swaying train and my godfather's rapid thrusting caused my
vagina to experience various frictions. I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure my godfather brought me. One orgasm
after another made all my consciousness turn into a cloud, drifting higher and higher, farther and farther away...

In a blur, I felt my godfather release my arms; in a blur, I felt my godfather leave my
body . My limp hands unconsciously pressed against the window, my body still convulsing. After a long while, I finally opened
my tightly closed eyes.

"Ah..." I screamed. The train had stopped at a small station,
and a group of watching my naked body pressed against the train window! I covered my face in shame and slid
off the coffee table, squatting on the floor. My godfather, having drawn the curtains, sat beside me, laughing happily.

"You're still laughing! I'll hit you! I'll hit you!" My little fists punched his thigh, my breasts heaving
.

"Ouch! Ouch!" My godfather dodged like a mischievous old man.

"It's all your fault! You didn't even tell me we'd arrived!" I pouted angrily.

"Seeing you enjoying yourself so much, how could I bear to disturb you!" My godfather grinned mischievously, pulling
me, still shirtless, into a hug.

"So many people saw us, I'm so embarrassed!" My face was still burning as I lay on my godfather's lap.

"Don't you like this?" My godfather's hand stroked my smooth back.

"You still dare to say that!" I buried my head between my godfather's legs and gently bit his crotch.

"Oh... okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, haha!" My godfather laughed happily.

"I'm hungry, Uncle!" I looked at my godfather mischievously.

"Still not full? You little slut!" My godfather nudged my butt with his toe.

"Your little bit isn't enough!" My hand touched his crotch, my tone extremely lewd.

"Come on, to the dining car, it's on me!" My godfather teased me.

"Of course it's on you, I don't have a single penny!" I shook my godfather's leg suggestively.

My godfather stood up and confiscated my bra. I had no choice but to wear the short jacket. Although
I buttoned it up, my full breasts were still quite exposed. My thighs were covered in
a mixture he wouldn't let me. I took out a small mirror to fix my hair and makeup that my godfather had messed up, and then
followed him to the dining car.

The dining car was in carriage number ten, and we had to pass through three other carriages in between. In the narrow aisle of the carriage, I
attracted a lot of fiery glances along the way, with women's jealousy and men's inappropriate behavior intertwined...

The dining car was full of people, and we finally found a table. My godfather ordered me a bowl of millet porridge and
a fried egg. At the table across the aisle sat two men and two women, and they kept turning their heads to look at me. I
proudly puffed out my chest, pretending to be nonchalant, and listened to their hushed discussions.

"That woman must be a mistress!"

"She looks so sexy!"

"She's not wearing a bra!"

"Her skirt is so short, her butt is practically showing!"

"Why does she smell...slutty?"

"Could it be..."

I was sipping my porridge, and of course I knew they were referring to the lewd scent emanating from between my legs. I
shyly squeezed my legs together, feeling a surge of panic. I accidentally spilled some porridge on my bare breasts. The porridge was
hot, so I pulled open my shirt and frantically grabbed a napkin to wipe it off. As I wiped, my full breasts
trembled , and the two girls covered their mouths and laughed.

I lowered my head in shame, my face burning, but my lower body inexplicably became wet again. Was I
really that lewd? No! My godfather forced me to do this! While my mind raced with these thoughts, I quickly
finished my meal and returned to my private room. More than an hour later, I finally arrived at Shanghai Station, and I let out a long
sigh of relief …
12. The Confusion in the Hotel

After getting off the train, the fatigue of the journey left me no time to appreciate the charm of Shanghai. I
checked . My godfather and I shared a room. He unfastened my anklets and made me take off my clothes to
shower with him. Naturally, he took advantage of me again! Coming out of the bathroom, I wrapped myself in a large bath towel and collapsed onto the
spacious bed. So comfortable!

"Rest here for a bit, I'm going out!" My godfather said as he rummaged through my suitcase for clothes
.

"Oh, when are you coming back?" I asked, lounging lazily on the bed.

"Not long, a guest is coming soon, we need to ask him for a favor, so you'd better behave yourself!" My godfather said without
turning around.

"Huh? What do you want me to do?" I jumped up from the bed.

"Have you forgotten your role?" My godfather's voice was icy.

"You really want me to be... a prostitute?" I could hardly believe it myself.

"Did I say you could stop playing your role?" My godfather ignored my distress.

"I... am your... woman!" I hadn't expected him to give me to a stranger.

"I know, but we're in a bit of trouble right now, and besides, you don't want everyone to see your videos
, right?" My godfather used both soft and hard tactics.

"I..." He'd hit a nerve, and I was speechless for a moment.

"Besides, you're so flirtatious, it wouldn't be bad to experience it, haha!" He actually said that to me.

"You..." I grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at him.

"Alright, I'm leaving. Before I come back, change your clothes and remember to put on makeup!" He threw a stack of clothes
on the bed and walked away, saying this.

Alone in the strange, quiet room, I suddenly thought of KK, thinking about everything between me and my godfather.
I felt so guilty towards KK, but my godfather had my videotapes, and I couldn't disobey him. A stranger! A
stranger ! I muttered to myself. Because of my godfather, I had already betrayed KK; one more wouldn't make much
difference. I was forgiving myself.

So, I got out of bed, unwrapped my towel, put on the clothes my godfather had left me, and opened my...
I started applying makeup in front of the small mirror, spending over twenty minutes getting ready. Afterward, I couldn't wait to rush to
the bathroom to look in the mirror. In the mirror appeared a glamorous and sexy woman:

loose hair accentuated her alluring face, large silver earrings almost reached her shoulders, and a loose black long-sleeved fishnet
top . Through the large mesh,
a deep red patent leather bikini-style bra was clearly visible, with thin straps tied at the back and nape of the neck
. Two small triangular pieces of fabric covered her ample breasts, revealing a deep cleavage. Apart from these
two small pieces of fabric, the rest of her skin was completely exposed. Exposed to the gaze of others through the large mesh,
below was a dark red, tight-fitting patent leather mini-skirt. The short skirt hugged my round buttocks and exposed my plump,
long thighs. My sugar daddy hadn't given me underwear, so there was nothing underneath. If I bent over or squatted down
, my genitals would be visible. In the mirror, I really looked like a wanton prostitute. My face was burning, and my genitals were starting to get wet…

The phone rang. It was my sugar daddy, saying he and a client would be back in twenty minutes and he wanted me to do three things: 1. Insert
a vibrator into my anus; 2. Peel a banana, put it on a condom (there were some in the hotel restroom), and insert it into my vagina
; 3. Put on black high heels and chain them up.

Good heavens, he actually wants me to…? I felt humiliated, but I had no choice but to comply. Then,
I leaned against the headboard and watched TV.

The door opened, and my godfather brought in a man about his age. The man
leered at me, who was dressed so provocatively.

"Come on, greet Director Yang!" My godfather beckoned to me.

"Hello, Director Yang!" I had no choice but to stand up and force a coquettish smile.

"Oh! Oh! Old Zhao, are you 'keeping a mistress'?" Director Yang's eyes remained fixed on
my chest as he asked my godfather.

"Her? I met her on the train. She's very flirtatious, hehe!" I knew my godfather was saying this on purpose to
remind me of my role.

"Really?" Director Yang seemed surprised.

They sat facing each other in the armchairs of the guest room. I poured them a glass of water, and as I bent down to put it down,
my godfather touched my buttocks.

"No!" I said, but I wasn't really resisting.

My godfather pulled me into his arms, and I sat on his lap. He squeezed my breasts with his hands
. Being touched like this in front of another man made me blush, and my female instincts made me shyly try to avoid
him.

"Ah..."

My godfather suddenly spread my legs, and my short skirt rode up, completely exposing my white
buttocks bare genitals to Director Yang's view.

"This woman is so slutty! She's not even wearing underwear! Heh!" Director Yang had really started to think of me as a prostitute.

"Take a closer look, it's more than just slutty!" My godfather showed him my genitals.

"Huh? What's this?" Director Yang moved closer to my inner thighs and saw the condom
ring sticking out of my labia. Of course, he didn't know there was a banana inside! Then, he noticed
the string of the vibrating egg in my anus and tugged at it.

"No..." I felt ashamed like a caught thief, trying to squeeze my thighs together, but my godfather
held them tightly.

Director Yang curiously pulled on the condom ring sticking out of my labia. My labia and vagina
unconsciously twitched, and my body secreted a humiliating fluid. The bulging condom slipped out
...

"A banana?!" Director Yang pulled out the condom and held it in his hand in surprise.

"Haha, pretty lewd, right?!" My godfather laughed smugly, and I felt my face burning.

He untied the knots at the back of my neck and back, and the small piece of fabric slipped silently through the loose fishnet fabric
, my fair and full breasts trembling alluringly, my erect nipples even peeking out from the mesh.

"Come on, give me a suck!" my godfather said, pressing my head down.

I obediently knelt between my godfather's legs, loosened his belt, unzipped his pants, and took his penis in my
hand . He lowered his head and sucked and stroked it... My full breasts
swayed in the loose fishnet outfit... Desire began to burn in my heart, and the desire within me made me involuntarily raise my white, round
buttocks high, writhing lewdly under Director Yang's nose...

"I can't take it anymore, this woman is too horny!" I heard Director Yang impatiently taking off his pants, followed
by a hot penis pressing against my vaginal opening, thrusting in hard all the way in, the glans hitting my cervix...

"Mmm... Oh..." Being penetrated by two men at the same time for the first time, I made muffled sounds. A
strange sensation washed over me, making my mind race. My vagina contracted rhythmically, holding his penis
tightly ...

Director Yang thrust rapidly from behind me, rubbing my nipples with his hands. His thrusts varied in intensity, sometimes light
, sometimes heavy. My godfather turned on the vibrating egg in my anus, holding my head and stroking it up and down...
The simultaneous stimulation of my vagina, anus, breasts, and mouth—something I had never experienced before—excited me to the point of madness, quickly bringing me
to the brink of climax.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Oh..." I spat out my godfather's penis, moaning and
panting .

"Mmm...mmm..." My godfather shoved his penis into my mouth again, and I moaned lewdly...

Perhaps my lewd appearance and moans stimulated them, because they
thrust harder into my vagina and mouth, and I moved my hips and head to meet the two men... My vaginal fluid and saliva were
constantly from my vagina and mouth containing their penises...

Before long, my body tensed up, trembling as if electrocuted, my whole body shaking, and my vaginal fluid gushed
out wildly. I reached orgasm! Then, my godfather ejaculated a stream of hot and fishy semen into my mouth, and then it was
Director Yang's turn... They both brought their penises to my mouth, making me take turns sucking
the semen !

I sat exhausted and limp on the floor, my hair sticking to my flushed face with sweat, clear
vaginal fluid mixed with white semen flowing from between my full labia, and red marks from being squeezed and pinched
left , which trembled slightly on my heaving chest...

"That was so good!" Director Yang sat in his chair and lit a cigarette.

"So, Director Yang has no problem with my matter?" My godfather made his request at the opportune moment.

"No problem, but... she has to spend another day with me tomorrow, hehe!" Director Yang looked at me sprawled on the floor,
my hair and clothes disheveled, and said with a smile.

"Okay! Okay!" My godfather secretly kicked me with his foot.

I tidied my messy hair and quickly forced a charming smile at Director Yang...

Thirteen, A Deal Under the Sun

The next morning, I was sound asleep when my godfather urged me to get up. I looked and it was only a little past seven. I took a shower, and
my godfather had already prepared clothes for me.

"Why aren't there any underwear?" I asked my godfather.

"Isn't this better? It's more convenient!" My godfather looked at my naked body and said with a smile.

"You..." I stomped my foot in anger, but my breasts trembled, which only made my godfather laugh.

My face turned bright red, and I turned to go to the bathroom to get dressed, ignoring him. I picked up a
dress put it on. It was black, made of stretchy cotton, a camisole style, with a half-support bra at the chest. To be precise,
it resembled a bra from the bottom of my breasts upwards, because the cups were at that position, making my already full breasts appear even more prominent.
A third of my breasts were exposed, not to mention the deep cleavage. The dress was open at the front
but without buttons. From the chest to the bottom of my breasts, there were two rows of small holes inlaid with silver metal, and
a small red strap passed through the holes like a shoelace, tying my breasts together. The hem of my shirt was short, barely reaching
my waist , with rounded corners, meaning that no matter what I did, a triangular patch of my belly would be exposed.
The edges of the shirt were trimmed with wavy black ribbon.

My lower body was covered by a short skirt made of the same fabric, with an inverted triangular opening below my navel, like a zipper on pants
, except it didn't have a zipper and didn't overlap. There were also small metal holes on both sides,
tied with a small red strap. The skirt was very short, and to prevent my bare lower body from being easily exposed, I had to pull it down a little. But
this allowed a glimpse of my "dark forest" through the gap in the strap! The hem of the skirt was also adorned with
black wavy ribbons, followed by a pair of black stockings and my black high heels
. A glimpse of my fair thigh peeked out between the stockings and the hem of the short skirt. I carefully applied my makeup in front of the mirror, putting my hair up
and then letting it down, ultimately deciding it looked better down. After getting ready, I walked over to my godfather.

"Is it ready? When are we leaving?" I looked at him expectantly.

"Great! Remember, no matter what, make sure he signs this agreement!" My godfather looked at me
with a strange glint in his eyes, handing me a prepared document.

"I know! You men are all the same!" I rolled my eyes at him and stuffed the document into my handbag.

"Who said that? This is a good thing!" My godfather said to me with a smile, touching his crotch.

"It's what's causing trouble!" I couldn't help but laugh, covering my mouth as I looked at my godfather's comical appearance.

"Alright, finally I see my good girl smile! You look so charming when you smile!" "

Ugh..." I pouted lightly.

"Sweetie, after we finish this, I'll take you shopping. You can buy whatever you want, okay?"
My godfather hugged me, his hand stroking my bare belly.

"You mean it?" I pointed at his forehead with my finger.

"Of course! But you have to behave well today!"

"I... know..." I said in a coquettish voice.

Just then, Director Yang walked in without knocking, his eyes lighting up at my attire: "What a
beauty ! I'll have to enjoy her tonight!"

"Hurry up and go keep Director Yang company!" Seeing this, my godfather quickly released his hold on me and gave me a push around the waist.

"Brother Yang, where are we going?" I pretended to stumble and threw myself into Director Yang's arms. I figured
men and women are alike afraid of being called old, so I changed my address to Brother Yang.

"Just follow me, Old Zhao, I'm off!" Director Yang, still with his arm around my waist, said goodbye to my godfather and
walked out.

"Bye-bye..." I turned back and blew my godfather a kiss.

I intimately linked my arm with Director Yang's, pressing my body tightly against him, like an older man and a younger woman entering
the elevator. As soon as we were inside, he couldn't wait to kiss me.

"Don't rush, I have all day long, there's plenty of time!" I gestured to the
CCTV , smiling as I subtly dodged.

"Hehe! Ah...? Okay!" Director Yang restrained himself, pulling me tightly into his arms. Using
my body as cover, he slipped his hand under my skirt, discovering I wasn't wearing underwear. His surprised expression was tinged with delight.

"It's all for you!" I nestled shyly against his chest, poking his heart with my finger
.

"So, are you wearing a bra?" he asked with a smile.

"Can't you see for yourself?" I asked, looking down.

"Wow! I've never seen such a horny woman!" He hooked one finger
around , easily revealing my pink nipples.

"Mmm...no..." He squeezed my clitoris with his finger, and I twisted my body, nervously clamping his hand tightly between
my thighs .

The elevator reached the underground parking lot, and he had to pull his hand away. The parking lot was deserted
, and my high heels made a crisp 'clack, clack' sound on the concrete floor. Director Yang led me to his
car but didn't open the door.

"Quick, help me release some of my pent-up desire!" He leaned against the car and pressed his finger against my lips.

I gave him a flirtatious smile, placed my soft little hand on his bulging crotch, looked around, then
squatted down, unzipped his pants, and pulled his penis out of his underwear. I stuck out my tongue, a drop of saliva
sliding from the tip onto his glans. I used my tongue to spread the saliva evenly on his glans, then gently stroked it up and down
with my hand …

Then I licked his glans with my tongue, playing with his testicles with one hand, while the other
hand reached down… I reached under my skirt to touch my clitoris. He placed his hands on my head, and I took his glans into
my mouth , sucking on it while licking his urethra with my tongue…

I looked up at his half-closed, blissful expression, then swallowed his entire penis, quickly stroking it.
My lower body was wet from touching myself. Before I could even enjoy it, Director Yang suddenly ejaculated.
Caught off guard, I coughed from the semen, a little spilling from the corner of my mouth. I quickly caught it with my palm…
I continued sucking on his penis until it was completely limp before spitting it out. Then I swallowed all the semen in my mouth and
stuck out my tongue to lick the semen from my palm into my mouth as well. I know that men never want their treasures to be
wasted .

"Brother Yang, you're so selfish! You only care about your own pleasure and don't care that I'm so itchy!" When
we got into the car, I shook his arm and flirted with him, pulling his hand to my slightly parted crotch.

"Hehe, can't take it anymore? Okay, I'll help you!"

He spread my legs apart, one leg on his thigh, the other on the dashboard. I
leaned against the car door, lifted my buttocks, rolled my skirt up to my waist, and completely exposed my lower body to him...
"

Ah..." I let out a soft moan with my eyes half-closed. His fingers inserted into my vagina,
exploring ...

"Ah... ah..." I don't know where he touched me, but my body suddenly trembled. A
tingling, throbbing, itchy sensation spread throughout my body, along with an urge to urinate. Seeing that he had found my most sensitive
spot , he placed his other hand on my lower abdomen, and his hands began to vibrate rapidly, one inside and one outside
...

"Ah... God... so comfortable... ah..." My hands thrashed and twisted wildly on the seat.

"Mmm... Ahh... Good husband... I'm going to be... played to death by you... Ugh..." My body trembled
involuntarily , my mouth uttering moans that rose and fell with each tremor.
I tried to exert force but couldn't, the pleasure slowly building within me. I stuffed four fingers tightly into my mouth...

"Ah... Husband..." I screamed, my body suddenly stopping in mid-air, a spasm escaping my lips. My
vaginal fluids gushed out continuously. After a long while, my still-convulsing body finally slumped back into my seat, my
chest heaving, experiencing an orgasm that had never been so long and exhilarating...

"Brother Yang, you're so amazing! You've almost driven me crazy!" I looked at him with seductive eyes,
stretching out my soft little hand for him to pull me up.

"Satisfied? You little slut!" He pulled me up, laughing as he asked.

"Mmm, oh, your hand..." I nodded, blushing,
only realizing it was covered in my own juices when I touched his wet fingers.

"Hehe, it's all yours!" he lewdly chuckled.

"Okay, stop laughing at me, is this enough?" I put his fingers in my mouth and sucked them clean,
even I was surprised at how lewd I was!

I spread my legs, bent down, and used a tissue to wipe the semen that had dripped onto my thighs and buttocks. Looking up,
I saw Director Yang leering at me. I

gave him a coquettish smile: "Still not enough? Here, keep this as a souvenir!" I pretended to stuff the crumpled tissue into his
pocket.

"Alright, stop fooling around! Let's go get something to eat!" He smiled and started the car.

"Where to?" I took out a small mirror, fixing my makeup as I asked.

"Western food, okay?"

"Great! I've never had it before!" I exclaimed happily.

He took me to a Mexican restaurant on Hongmei Road. The luxuriously decorated hall played elegant soft music.
We embraced like lovers in the throes of passion, choosing a table by the floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of the scenery.
The restaurant was frequented mostly by elegant men and sexy, fashionable women, so my attire
wasn't excessive. He ordered some dishes I'd never tried before, and I awkwardly used my knife and fork. At that moment, I felt immense
joy and happiness. A woman's greatest joy is the satisfaction of sex and her innate vanity.

That afternoon, he drove me around several bustling areas of Shanghai before arriving at
a . He led me to a room on the third floor.

"Is this your home?" I asked, looking around the room.

"This is our home now," he said with a smile.

"Your wife isn't here?" I was a little scared, after all, I was now a woman in a scandalous situation.

"Don't worry, she doesn't know this place." He noticed my hesitation.

"Oh... I see, this is where you keep your mistress, isn't it?" Without any restraint, I deliberately
thrust my breasts against his chest, lightly tapping his nose with my fingers.

"You're such a clever and seductive woman!" He grabbed my buttocks with both hands.

"Ah... be gentle, you bad boy!" I playfully punched him in his arms.

"Can you dance for me? A seductive dance!" He pecked at my lips.

"Is it a striptease?" My voice was like a murmur, even my ears were starting to heat up. "

It doesn't have to be stripped, but it has to be seductive!" He released me and went to play some music.

Loud music blared. He sat on the sofa, and I stood in the center of the room facing him, my high heels
swaying to the beat, my full breasts bouncing. I swayed my hips from side to side,
slowly caressing my breasts through my clothes, my eyes radiating a hot and wanton light. I didn't take off my clothes,
but pulled out my white, full breasts from the low neckline. I lightly touched my nipples with my fingers and licked
my lips with my tongue. Then, I turned my back, bent over, and... My buttocks were raised high, letting him
see my wet, exposed vulva under my short skirt. I wiggled my hips at him…

I turned my head, put my fingers in my mouth and sucked on them, while my other hand lifted my skirt,
rubbing my clitoris with my fingertips, casting longing glances at him…

After more than ten minutes, he finally beckoned to me, making me kneel on the coffee table with my buttocks raised high. I wiggled my hips
expectantly at him. He stood behind me, rolled my short skirt up to my waist, and
inserted his hard penis into my body…

“Ah…so good…husband…” Men usually don’t object to women calling them husband, especially
a beautiful and seductive woman.

“Ah ah…so amazing…ah…so deep…” He thrust forcefully from behind me, and I kept
moaning wildly.

"You slutty bitch, you're so wanton, I'll fuck you to death!" He bent down, squeezing my
breasts that swayed precariously outside my low-cut top, releasing his pent-up desire inside me.

"Good husband... ah... so... good... ah..." My voice
trailed off , a woman calling someone "husband" doesn't necessarily mean he's her husband.

He thrust his penis tightly into my body, starting to pump rapidly, not just thrusting, but pressing against my body.
Inside me, his body pressed tightly against my buttocks, thrusting rapidly. The intense stimulation deep within me made it almost
impossible for me to breathe. My long, disheveled hair hung loosely, my mouth agape, my waist arched,
my buttocks pressed tightly against his lower abdomen.

"Ah...good husband...faster...ah...I can't take it...harder...ah..." Soon, my
body began to tremble slightly, on the verge of orgasm, panting heavily...

Seeing that I was close to climax, he thrust even harder. Soon, a shudder ran through his body
like , and I convulsed along with it. We both reached orgasm simultaneously!

When he left my body, I lay limp on the coffee table, letting the milky white fluid from between my legs
slowly drip onto it. I could still feel my genitals twitching...

Later, I even went to the kitchen to cook dinner for Director Yang. We lived like a young couple for
about ten hours. After dinner, he had sex with me again. Because he was worried about his wife's suspicions, he didn't dare spend the night with me.
After signing the agreement with my company, he sent me back to the hotel where my godfather and I were staying.

Fourteen, Romance on the Huangpu River

Because I successfully completed my godfather's task, he ended my role as a prostitute and restored my status as his
goddaughter . Moreover, he kept his promise and took me to have a good time in Shanghai that day, buying me several
sets of expensive clothes and brand-name cosmetics.

When we returned to the hotel with our bags, the whole of Shanghai was brightly lit. My godfather said he would take
me to the Huangpu River that night. I was excited and quickly took a shower. I had been shopping all day and was quite
sweaty. I knew that as a woman, besides being beautiful, I also needed to keep myself clean at all times to attract men;
it was my habit.

"What should I wear, godfather?" I asked, peeking out of the bathroom naked after I finished showering.

"Wait, I have another idea!" My godfather got up and walked towards the bathroom.

"It's definitely a bad idea!" I pouted playfully.

"Come on, sit on it." He lifted me onto the sink counter, placing one foot on the counter and the other
on his shoulder.

"Look at you, so impatient!" I blushed, thinking he wanted to have sex with me.

"I want to shave all your hair off, it'll look more slutty!" He tugged at my pubic hair with his fingers.

"No..." I was a little shy, not knowing what it would look like after shaving.

"But I want to!" He ignored my objections, picked up the shaving cream from the table, squeezed it onto my pubic hair, and
spread it with his fingers. The cool shaving cream clung my pubic hair together. Then he picked up a disposable razor from the hotel.

"No... Godfather..." I twisted my body nervously.

"Don't move, be careful not to cut yourself!" Godfather pressed the cool blade against my skin. I dared not move again, only
hearing the soft sizzling sound of the blade scraping.

I looked down at my godfather, who was carefully scraping my labia with one hand. The scraped area revealed my
smooth skin. The cool blade scraping against my most delicate skin, and the thought of
a man sculpting my most private parts like this, made my genitals involuntarily wet…

After finishing, my godfather rinsed my genitals with water, then spread my legs apart, facing the mirror
, and held me, letting me see my smooth vulva in the mirror.

“Isn’t it beautiful? More lewd than before?” he asked, playing with my labia with his fingers.

“…” My face flushed red, but I couldn’t deny that I liked it.

“Wear the new black lingerie you bought today!” my godfather said, stroking my smooth body.

"Okay, let's put it on now, alright?" I turned to look at my godfather.

He put me down, and I went to the bedside. I took out a black lace see-through bra and thong from the paper bag,
carefully cut off the tags with small scissors, and put on the narrow thong. I noticed the thin straps
were deeply embedded in my smooth vulva, rubbing directly against my clitoris, giving me a unique feeling. Because I had shaved
my pubic hair, I no longer had to worry about not being able to cover my dark pubic hair like before. After putting on the bra, I
looked at my godfather with a questioning gaze.

"Wear these stockings and this outfit!" My godfather found a set he had just bought today in the paper bag.

The stockings were light gray, and the outfit was a light purple short-sleeved, small-collared suit skirt. The pale purple
was almost white, and it was my favorite outfit of the day. The skirt wasn't too short, about mid-
thigh . I usually wear a medium, but my sugar daddy made me buy a small. Of course, I knew he was doing it on purpose
so it would fit me tighter and make me feel sexier.

I sat on the edge of the bed, slipping my long, slender legs into light gray stockings, then a tight-fitting short skirt that
clung tightly to my round buttocks. Next, I put on the short-sleeved blazer with a small collar. I liked this outfit
because it was completely unadorned; the close-fitting cut simply accentuated the lines of the human body. Besides, purple has always
been one of my favorite colors. The blazer had three buttons; my godfather only allowed... I buttoned the bottom two buttons, but because the dress
was a size too small, and the top button was undone, my full breasts pushed the neckline open wide, revealing my
black bra and fair cleavage, which stood out starkly against the light purple coat. Especially when I
bent over to put on my white high heels, I felt as if my heavy breasts would fall out
immediately .

As I stood proudly before my godfather, seeing his satisfied gaze and the prominent bulge in his crotch
, a sweet sense of pride and self-satisfaction welled up inside me.

"Put your hair up and put on some light makeup!" My godfather pulled me into the bathroom. Just as I was about to put on
makeup , his hand reached out from behind and squeezed my breasts.

"Don't... move, it's hard for me to put on makeup!" I laughed as I looked at my godfather behind me in the mirror.

"Then wait a bit!" My godfather rolled my skirt up to his waist and pulled my pantyhose down to my knees.

"That's incest, godfather!" I teased him coquettishly, but still cooperated by bending down and
sticking my round buttocks up in front of him.

"I can't help it, you're just too sexy!" My godfather couldn't wait to pull out his penis and
squeeze it into my vagina from the edge of my thong...

A feeling of fullness and satisfaction filled my whole body...

"Ah...so good...ah..." My godfather was fucking me hard, and my body
swayed with each thrust...letting out incoherent moans.

My godfather thrust rapidly, but he was getting on in years and had become excessively lustful. Within minutes, he
ejaculated inside me, while my desire was only just beginning. I writhed, my still unsatisfied body twisting, my vaginal
walls greedily clinging to his penis until it completely slid out…

“Godfather…” I couldn’t hide my desire, turning back to look at him with lustful eyes.

“Not full yet? There’ll be more for you later!” My godfather patted my buttocks.

“You said it yourself!” I pouted, tilting my chin as I straightened my clothes.

“Of course! Let’s get ready, we’re going out.” My godfather was also straightening his clothes.

"Ugh, I'm your secretary, your goddaughter, and now I have to be your concubine, it's exhausting!" I said playfully
while putting on my makeup.

"By the way, your role today is my wife, haha!" he said happily.

"Am I the wife today?" I deliberately glared at him in the mirror.

"Haha, I mean you have to be special today, especially when there are other people around. You have to call me
husband , understand?" he explained with a laugh.

"Understood, my dear husband..." I playfully dragged out the sound, because when I called my godfather "husband," I
suddenly thought of KK, so I mentally distinguished between them, which was a kind of consolation to myself.

"Alright, husband! Shall we go?" After finishing my hair and makeup, I sprayed some perfume on myself and looked at
my godfather .

I took my godfather's arm and entered the elevator. Inside were two middle-aged men. When they saw my
black bra and deep cleavage through my open blouse, their eyes showed surprise and a strange look. I quickly
leaned closer to my godfather, using his arm to slightly cover myself.

"Honey, how many more days are we going to play?" I asked my godfather deliberately, my voice tinged with coquettishness.

"Play as many days as you want, okay?" My godfather was naturally
pleased that I called him "honey" in front of others.

"You're so good, honey!" I deliberately rested my head affectionately on my godfather's shoulder.

"You're so good!" My godfather put his arm around my waist, his words carrying a double meaning.

We took a taxi to the Huangpu River, a famous couples' paradise in Shanghai, especially at night. The river surface
shimmers with the colorful lights of the banks, adding an even more alluring touch to the night. A gentle river breeze
caresses the heart. Everywhere along the riverbank, couples are cuddling, embracing, or kissing, spaced three or four meters apart
. They whisper to each other, occasionally punctuated by loud laughter from men or coquettish whispers from women,
oblivious to their surroundings …

We squeezed into a space about five or six meters between two couples, leaned against the railing, and gazed at the beautiful
night view of the river, the river breeze gently caressing my face.

“So beautiful, honey!” I exclaimed excitedly, looking at the stunning night scene.

"Do you like it here?" My godfather hugged me from behind, his hands caressing my chest, his warm breath tickling my
ear.

"I like it..." I was a little wary of his audacity, because there were people two or three meters to either side. Although the night was there
, they were too close, almost right next to us.

My godfather turned me around, lowered his head, and kissed my lips. His warm, wet tongue entered my mouth, and
my tongue met his, intertwining and sucking. My hands naturally wrapped around his neck...

"Mmm...no..." My godfather was unbuttoning my suit jacket. I tried to stop him, but
his hands forcefully pushed them away. I was afraid that making too much of a move would attract attention, so I had to give up resisting.

"Mmm, mmm, um..." I writhed, and my godfather pushed up my bra,
kneading my bare breasts with his hands. He even tucked one leg between my legs, lifting my skirt and rubbing my
genitals...

I wasn't satisfied at the hotel, and now, with his teasing, the desire in my heart
ignited instantly. I hugged his neck tightly, pressing my completely naked breasts against his chest,
gently wiggling my hips to match his friction. My initial inhibitions gradually faded in the night...

"Want to do it?" My godfather lightly rubbed my face with the stubble on his chin.

"Mmm..." I buried my face in his chest, my hips pressed against his thigh, feeling
the swelling in his crotch.

"Turn around!" He pulled my hand, which was gripping my breast, slightly outward, and like dancing, I
spun 180 degrees in his arms, facing the river. The cool river breeze blew against my bare chest. I clutched
the hem of my clothes tightly, worried that the wind would blow them up, but I didn't close them up, making it easier for his hand to caress
my breasts.

My godfather's other hand gently lifted my skirt, so that the hem just covered my
buttocks . The skirt was taut and wouldn't fall down. He reached his hand between my legs and, through my stockings,
caressed my already shaved mons pubis...

"So wet!" he teased softly. I gently squeezed his hand between my thighs.

"Ah...no..." I whispered softly.

My godfather's fingers hooked around my pantyhose and ripped a hole in it. Then, he used one finger to lift
the thong that was stuck between my legs, pulled it aside, and began groping his way into my vagina...

I nervously glanced around at the people around me. Fortunately, they were all busy with their own intimate moments and had no time to notice my godfather
's advances. First, he inserted one finger into my vagina, then two, then three...

"Ah...mmm..." I bit my lip, letting out a low moan...

Suddenly, my godfather's fingers left my body, and he put them into my mouth. I licked
my own bodily fluids off his fingers with my tongue. I twisted my suddenly empty body, looking at my godfather with longing and lewd eyes
...

Hearing the sound of my godfather unzipping his pants behind me, I
involuntarily sticking my buttocks up slightly, anticipating...

"Mmm...ah..." Finally, my godfather inserted his penis, and I let out a soft moan of pleasure.

My godfather was on my back, hugging me tightly like a couple. His buttocks moved back and forth against my
body motions. His hands reached under my armpits and grasped my breasts, kneading and squeezing them...

Because his movements were too small, they naturally couldn't satisfy me. I squeezed his
penis , trying to twist my buttocks to enjoy more friction. I even put one hand under my crotch and
squeezed my clitoris...

"Ah..." With my godfather's and my own efforts, finally, my shoulders trembled, my body
spasmed , and warm fluid gushed from my lower body. I reached orgasm...

My godfather's penis was tightly gripped by me, and soon after, he trembled behind me, his hands
tightly grasping my breasts, ejaculating streams of hot semen inside me...

We embraced. After resting for a while, my godfather's penis went limp inside me, and he
secretly pants. I felt a warm liquid flow down my thighs, wetting my
stockings...

I turned around, lowered my head, and hid in my godfather's arms. I pulled down my bra, then
fastened the two buttons under my suit jacket, leaving the top one open... "Look, you've scratched me so hard!" I said coquettishly, pulling open my collar to show my godfather the light red finger marks

he had left on my full breasts. My godfather was speechless. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips to mine. I stood on tiptoe and wrapped my arms around his neck… This was my most painful experience. I didn't want to write it down, or even recall it, but for the sake of the story's completeness, I wrote it anyway. Fifteen, The Unexpected Trip to Shanghai: My godfather and I had finished our business in Shanghai and should have gone back, but he took me to Suzhou and Hangzhou for several days. So, when we returned, we had been away from the company for about ten days. The day I returned, I didn't dare call KK, afraid he would pick me up at the station. I brought the large suitcase of clothes my godfather had bought for me to the company and left it in his office, so KK wouldn't suspect anything. I only wore the light purple suit home and told KK I had bought it myself. That night, because I felt guilty, I tried extra hard to please KK in bed. KK, because we had been separated for so long, was also very vigorous. We tried different positions several times until we exhausted and satisfied. In the days that followed, apart from secretly making love with me a few times in the office, my godfather never took up my time after work or on weekends with KK. But things changed drastically a month later. It was a weekend, and as usual, I cooked dinner at home, waiting for KK to come home. While we were enjoying meal, I suddenly felt nauseous and ran to the bathroom to vomit repeatedly. At the time, KK and I didn't think much of it, assuming it was just nausea from a cold. But the next morning, I felt the same way again. KK insisted on taking me to the hospital, so I went with him. After the doctor took my pulse, he happily congratulated us, saying I was pregnant—just a month along! I was stunned. I realized my period was several days late. A month? That's exactly the time I spent with my godfather in Shanghai! Oh my god! Didn't I take birth control pills? How could this be…? Is the child my godfather's or Director Yang's? But I'm sure it's not KK's, because the timing is wrong! What should I do? How could I explain this to KK? While my mind was racing with these wild thoughts, KK realized something was wrong. He insisted the doctor do another checkup, and I hoped the doctor's diagnosis was wrong. But the blood test results shattered my illusions: I was pregnant! When KK saw the test results, he naturally understood the child in my belly wasn't his. He left . When I came to my senses and chased after him, crying, he was gone! When I returned home, my eyes blurry with tears, KK was nowhere to be seen. I collapsed onto the bed, thinking about how my relationship with KK had been destroyed by my own indulgence. I cried bitterly, not eating anything all day, just crying on and off in bed until my eyes were swollen. I kept blaming myself! It was late at night when KK came home drunk. I threw myself into his arms, my hair disheveled, begging for his forgiveness. But he slapped me hard across the face, knocking me to the ground. I crawled to him, crying, and knelt at his feet , confessing my sins. He ignored me, went into the bedroom, and locked the door. No matter how much I knocked, he wouldn't open it. That night, I curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, I found that KK had packed up all his belongings and left only a note on the coffee table: "I cannot tolerate you being with me while pregnant with another man's child. You have broken my heart. Don't try to come back to me. I will never see you again! Take care of yourself!" After reading the note, everything went black, and I collapsed to the ground. I don't know when, but my phone woke me . I weakly answered; it was my godfather calling: "Why didn't you come to work today?" "Waaah..." This was the first time I'd heard someone speak to me since finding out I was pregnant. I couldn't control and burst into tears. "What's wrong? Don't cry, tell me slowly," my godfather comforted me on the phone. "I'm pregnant, it's your child, waaah... KK found out, waaah... he doesn't want me anymore... waaah..." I finally managed to get my words out, albeit haltingly. "Oh, I see. Don't cry, don't go anywhere, wait for me at home, I'm coming right away!" my godfather said, then hung up. A dozen minutes later, my godfather arrived. As soon as I saw him, tears streamed down my face again. He hugged me and gently stroked my head. After I cried myself to sleep in my godfather's arms and calmed down, he said to me, "Don't worry, even if he's gone, I'm still here. I'll handle everything, okay?" Hearing these comforting words, I felt a surge of emotion, and tears silently streamed down my face again. My godfather gently wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes: "Sweetie, don't cry anymore. Look, your eyes are swollen. I'll give you a warm bath, and you'll feel better afterward!" I nodded silently. My godfather carried me into the bathroom and put me down, then ran the water for me. He then tried to help me take off my clothes , but I weakly refused: "I can do it myself. You can go out now!" "Okay, I'll go see what we can get you. You must not have eaten anything yet, right?" "Mmm!" Looking at my kind godfather, I forced a smile, thinking: If only KK were like ! When I came out of the bathroom, watching my godfather clumsily fry two eggs for me and pour me a glass of milk, my heart warmed, and I almost cried again. Women are always so easily hurt and moved. "I've already asked for leave for you at work. Just rest at home for a few days. I'll come and keep you company. Don't worry, with me here, the sky won't fall!" My godfather said to me after I finished eating. "Thank you!" I smiled at him.

"Come on, let me help you to bed!" My godfather helped me to the bedside, laid me down, tucked me in with the sheets,
and then sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me gently.

"How can I sleep if you keep staring at me like that?" My godfather's concern gave me a little more
energy.

"Okay, I'll be back before five o'clock, you get some sleep first!" He glanced at his watch, bent down,
and .

"Okay!" I nodded, and my godfather picked up the key I had placed on the bedside table and left.

I was really tired, and I drifted off to sleep. I don't know how much time passed, but I woke up to the smell of fish
. I got up and saw that my godfather was cooking for me in the kitchen, and he had even made my favorite steamed fish!

"Why didn't you wake me? Cooking is a woman's job!" I wiped the sweat from his forehead, watching him
busy at work , and my voice softened inexplicably.

"You were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't wake you! Come on, let's eat!" My godfather smiled.

Sitting at the table, all the dishes were my favorites, but I felt nauseous as soon as I started eating. I rushed to the bathroom and
vomited until my stomach churned and tears streamed down my face! Seeing me like this, my godfather, who hadn't eaten much himself,
quickly made me a glass of apple juice, then had me change into my pajamas and rest in bed. I was truly touched.

Later, my godfather sat by my bedside, chatting with me and trying to cheer me up. My mood improved
a . Before I knew it, it was late at night.

"Take a shower and sleep here. You have to go to the company tomorrow!" I
said to my godfather, lifting a corner of the sheet.

After showering, my godfather, wearing only his underwear, crawled into my arms and hugged me. I nestled gently in his embrace. He kissed
me, his hands roaming over my body, and then he took off my clothes. In just two short days, I
had experienced pregnancy and a change in my relationship with KK. My heart and body were yearning for comfort, and my godfather
's actions today had completely touched my soul. I had accepted him from the bottom of my heart! What's more, I was pregnant with
what might be his child!

I nestled in my godfather's arms, fully enjoying his caresses. I couldn't help but
stroke his body, my hand touching the bulge between his legs. I slipped my hand inside his underwear, caressing
what might be the culprit behind my accidental pregnancy. I pinched it with my fingers! It was still proudly erect
, which infuriated me!

"It's all my fault!" I tilted my head back and gently bit my godfather's chin.

"Hehe! How about I punish it?" My godfather pressed me down beneath him.

"Okay, how will you punish it?" I asked deliberately.

"I'll lock it up! I'll make it sit in a water dungeon! Will that make you feel better?!" As he spoke, my godfather
thrust his penis into my vagina. "You're so mean! You always bully me!" I gently punched my godfather's back, wriggling

beneath him . "I'm just getting revenge for you, aren't I?" My godfather grinned slyly, straightening up to thrust. "No...aren't you afraid...of hurting...your baby?" I blushed. "Then I...?" My godfather stopped moving. "Be gentle, don't press down on him..." I blushed, actually, I wanted it too. We were very careful, and because of my reservations, I couldn't let go and didn't reach climax for a long time. Seeing my godfather's unsatisfied expression, I said to him, "Let me use my mouth!" As a result, we satisfied each other with our mouths. I rested my head on my godfather's arm, naked, nestled in his arms, stroking my still flat stomach, and asked him, "Do you want me to keep the baby?" "No, that would be too much of a problem. You're still unmarried! Besides, this child might not even be mine," my godfather Men are sometimes more pragmatic than women. "Then... I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to abort it, okay?" After all, this is my first child, and I felt a little reluctant. "Don't rush, it's still useful." "You mean...?" I asked, confused. Why keep it if you don't want it? What am I going to do if I'm pregnant and not even married yet ? How am I supposed to face people then? "You'll see when the time comes. I'm definitely doing this for your own good!" He didn't want to explain to me. "You're just bullying me! I'm pregnant because of you, and you won't let me give birth, and you won't let me abort . What does that mean? You're the only person I have left!" My nose started to sting. "Okay, okay, let me tell you, do you want to be more sexy and beautiful?" My godfather said only after seeing me cry. "Of course I do, but does that have anything to do with the baby?" I asked, puzzled. "I have a Japanese friend in Hong Kong who does medical research. He can make a woman more sexy and beautiful when she's pregnant . I'll take you there in a few days. I'm doing this for your own good, you know?!" My godfather explained to me. "Really?" I found it incredible, but what girl could resist the allure of beauty? "Of course, why would I lie to you!" my godfather said confidently. "Then... I'll listen to you, but don't sell me out, okay?" I nestled obediently into my godfather's arms. "How could I? You're so good, I couldn't bear to part with you! Haha!" My godfather hugged me and laughed happily. Thinking that I had turned misfortune into blessing, that I would become more beautiful and sexy because of this uninvited guest in my belly who had brought me pain and harm , and that I could also go to Hong Kong, a place I had always longed to visit but had never been, I drifted off to sleep with a sweet smile... For the next few days, I rested at home. A month later, my godfather got me a six-month visa to live in Hong Kong, and I boarded a flight to Hong Kong with my dreams and happiness...

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