Young woman who doesn't wear underwear

Chapter 1 The Wife on the Bus My name is Wang Xiaolan, I am twenty-eight years old, and I have been married to my husband for five years. I am 1.65 meters tall, slender, with long legs, and my breasts often attract the attention of men on the street. My husband and I have always had a happy life together. We are both very sexually active, and we usually have sex more than four times a week. I love my husband very much, but disaster suddenly struck. That day, he was driving and unfortunately had a car accident. After being rescued, he was basically fine, but when he got home, we discovered the worst thing: he couldn't get an erection. The doctor said it was a neurological disorder, and there was hope for recovery with proper stimulation and treatment. So we tried all sorts of methods. I even gave him oral sex and danced a striptease for him, but nothing worked. Gradually, we became discouraged, and he became more and more irritable. One morning, he mysteriously took out a dress, saying it was for me and asked me to try it on. I got out of bed. Since I always sleep naked, I didn't want to bother with anything so early in the morning, so I just put the dress on. It looked alright, but nothing special—just an ordinary silk mini-skirt. The only flaw was that the hem was a bit short, about 25 centimeters above my knee. I knew I had to be careful wearing a dress like this, otherwise it would easily tear, but I still happily said, "Thank you, honey!" I kissed him and then tried to take the dress off. "No, darling, I don't know why, but I suddenly have a strong urge. Please, don't take it off. Just wear this dress today, okay?" "Okay, but I have to put on my bra first, baby." "No, baby, I want you to wear this dress without a bra." "How can I do that? People will definitely notice. This dress is so see-through and so short, people will see my private parts!" But he kept pleading, so I had no choice but to agree and wear the dress to work, even forbidding me from wearing stockings. But I still felt it was absurd. I took the bus to work. It was crowded, so I had to stand. I knew many men around me could easily tell from the smooth curves of my clothes that I wasn't wearing a bra. My erect 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 my silk skirt. Because I wasn't tall enough, I had to hold onto the handrail to keep my balance, which unfortunately pulled my skirt up even higher, exposing almost my entire pale thigh to the man sitting below me. I gradually noticed that with each sudden stop, he would stare intently at my genitals. I suddenly realized that he might be able to see my vulva, and my face flushed 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 pretended to casually 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 directly at my genitals, but I dared not look at him. The thought of my bare, long legs, even the most intimate part of my groin, completely exposed to a strange man, made me feel like I was standing naked in a public transport car, exposed to a group of strange men. In my extreme tension, I felt an unexpected thrill. Suddenly, I felt my genitals become wet; I was wet, and I felt a liquid slowly flowing out. Oh no! I desperately tightened my legs to prevent any leakage of sexual fluid from being seen—how shameful that would be! Suddenly, something even 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 do I do? What do I do? What do I do?…" I was terrified, my heart pounding, completely at a loss. But 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 below. If I screamed, more people would notice I wasn't wearing a bra. If I went somewhere else, maybe more people would take advantage of me. Maybe if I just endured it, I'd get off soon. Endure it! I didn't dare look back at that person. I endured that unbridled hand roaming over my body while suppressing the strong urge to ejaculate. I felt that hand move to the base of my smooth thigh, and then a finger probed between my legs, groping my genitals. My whole body trembled, and my legs went weak. "No, this is too much!" I quickly pulled my buttocks back and thrust my lower body forward. Completely unexpectedly, perhaps my weakness emboldened that guy, his hand actually slipped from my thigh and moved directly to my lower abdomen. I was terrified, my face drained of color. I think the man sitting below me could clearly see the hand that was touching my abdomen, because I saw him staring at my crotch with his mouth agape in surprise, 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 thighs, pressing against my vaginal opening. "Don't make a sound, or you'll be even more embarrassed," a voice whispered behind me. I was terrified, not knowing what would happen next, feeling as if I were being raped in public. I stood there, stunned, my mind blank. Then, that 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. The initial disgust had been replaced by an uncontrollable pleasure. My cheeks flushed crimson with sexual arousal, my lower body overflowing with fluids that trickled down my thighs. My buttocks involuntarily arched back, allowing his fingers to penetrate deeper, while I swayed uncontrollably from side to side. I could barely contain myself as I moaned. But suddenly, his hand left, and I felt an unprecedented emptiness. Then, something cold and small slipped into my vagina. I didn't know what it was, but it was thick, like a real penis (Good heavens! How long had it been since I'd felt a real, erect penis!), yet it 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 for you. I'm getting off now, goodbye." I understood. It was one of those gift pens, plump and round, heavier at one end (with a metal core inside), like a roly-poly toy. And now it was inside my vagina, throbbing. Because it was already overflowing with semen, slippery and wet, I felt it was going to fall out. But if it actually fell out, how embarrassing would that be! So, I could only suck it in tightly, but as soon as I relaxed, I felt it falling out again. I kept sucking and sucking, and as a result, it was moving up and down inside my vagina, like a thick penis constantly raping me, raping me in front of everyone on the bus. Fortunately, we finally arrived at the station, and I quickly got off the bus, wanting to get to the company as soon as possible to take it out. But the problem was: I found it difficult to walk. With every step, it vibrated inside, so I had to quicken my pace and walk slowly, in a perfect straight line, but this only gave me a stronger stimulation. By the time I got to the company, the insides of my legs were soaked with semen. Chapter Two: The first thing my wife did when she got to the company was to rush to the restroom and take that little gift out of her vagina, which was covered in her semen. Touching her wet vulva, she realized that it had been a very long time since she had felt this excited. Actually, I've always considered myself a rather traditional woman. From a young age, I was the kind of obedient girl who did whatever others thought was right. My first boyfriend was my current husband, and all my knowledge about sex came from him. In our sex life, I've always played a passive role. Sometimes I have secret desires, but I'm too ashamed to talk about them. Fortunately, my husband's sexual ability is quite good, and our sex life was generally harmonious before. But in the past year, we haven't had a single real sexual encounter. I also have to constantly tease him and help him with his treatment, while he often touches and stimulates me. I vaguely feel that the secret, long-suppressed desires within me are becoming uncontrollable. Reflecting on my experience on the bus today, to be honest, besides humiliation and shame, I also feel a strange excitement and pride. Actually, in cooperating with my husband's treatment, I've learned how to seduce men, but before it was only my husband, and now it's strangers. A twenty-eight-year-old woman is like a rose in full bloom, perhaps I can find new opportunities to satisfy myself? No, how can I!I know I deeply love my husband, and I'd do anything for him. If he gets better, everything will be alright, right? Didn't the doctor say there's still a cure? What suffering can't I endure if he can be cured? I washed myself clean and, as usual, tried to put on underwear, only to realize it wasn't necessary today. I carefully checked my appearance in the mirror, and now I truly understand why so many men are infatuated with me (maybe I'm a sharp knife?). What will my colleagues think of me if I appear like this? Sigh, I still have to go to work! I forced myself to walk 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. We've all worked together for several years, so we know each other well and are quite casual with each other. Besides Lao Zhao, I'm one of the older ones, and they usually treat me like an older sister. Because I was 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 raise my head and say, "Good morning, everyone!" Xiao Zhang leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Xiaolan looks so beautiful today!" "Go do your own work and don't talk nonsense!" Xiao Zhang was a recent college graduate, a greenhorn, and usually acted like my little brother. Xiao Qian also ran over from behind and whispered to me, "Are you kidding me?! Dressing so sexily!" "What's wrong with being a little sexy? I'm not afraid someone will eat me!" "You're amazing, how come I never noticed before?" "Just kidding, I really had no choice, I'll tell you properly after work." I didn't 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 everyone's gaze 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 across from 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, which was really annoying. I really hoped I wouldn't leave them with the impression that I was lewd. After lunch, they wanted to play cards, but I couldn't be bothered with them and just read a book. Suddenly, the phone rang; it was for Xiaoqian. While Xiaoqian was on the phone, the other end kept urging, "Hurry up, hurry up, what are you doing!" Xiaoqian had to whisper to me, "Help me cover for her, this call is really important, please!" "Sigh, I'll help you this once!" I had no choice but to take Xiaoqian's place at the card table. After a while, Xiaoqian finished the call, grabbed her bag, and left, saying it was urgent. I had no choice but to keep taking the blame. Actually, the main reason I don't like playing cards is because I'm terrible at it, and this time was no exception. Before long, we were losing terribly. We finally finished playing, and it was almost time to go to work. "Get to work, get to work!" I stood up. "What's the rush? The loser hasn't been punished yet!" Old Zhao shouted. "Oh no!" I was startled. According to the old rules, the losing man had to do push-ups, and the losing woman had to do sit-ups. Usually, I would help Xiaoqian stretch her legs when she lost. But what about today? I was wearing so little, and Xiaoqian wasn't here. "Hehe, Xiaoqian isn't here, so no one will help me stretch my legs. So I can skip it today!" "No, no, a bet is a bet, you can't go back on your word! We'll help you stretch your legs since Xiaoqian isn't here!" The three of them immediately shouted. "Stop it, it's really not possible today, we'll make it up to you tomorrow, okay?" "No, no, why is it not possible today?" "I'm not feeling well today." I blushed and whispered. "Xiaolan, tell us what's wrong with you? If it makes sense, we won't make things too difficult for you!" But I couldn't tell them that I was afraid of being exposed because I wasn't wearing a bra. I could only say, "I'm not feeling well today." "I'm not feeling well every day! How about this, we'll only do half today, twenty, okay?" Before I could even speak, Lao Zhao and Xiao Li ran behind me, each grabbing one of my arms, while Xiao Zhang bent down and lifted my legs. The three of them lifted me up. "Put me down! What are you doing!" I didn't expect them to do this. "We just want you to do what you're supposed to do," Lao Zhao said. The three of them put me on the sofa, Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li each holding down one of my legs, while Lao Zhao stood beside me, ready to count. It seemed there was no way to escape. A bet's a bet, so I might as well finish it quickly. After just two, I noticed the atmosphere was off. Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li's faces were flushed, their breathing tense, their eyes fixed on my lower body, while Lao Zhao squatted beside me. When I sat up, I noticed that my skirt was wrinkled from the four men's earlier roughhousing, and the hem now only covered my upper thighs, completely exposing my fair and full thighs to them. Xiao Zhang had one hand holding my ankle, while the other was on my calf, and Lao Zhao was touching my thigh. I suddenly wondered: when I lay down, would they see my genitals? We sometimes had some physical contact during our jokes, but I never paid attention. But now, being scrutinized by three men with my lower body practically naked, the feeling I had on the bus that morning resurfaced in my mind. My mind suddenly felt chaotic, and I didn't know what to do. I just mechanically did twenty sit-ups. I didn't even know what they had done to me during that time. When I became more aware, I realized that my skirt had been lifted up to my waist, and my fair, flat abdomen and full mons pubis with sparse black pubic hair were completely exposed. And six men's hands, each with a different feeling, were roaming over my lower body. "Stop it, you've gone too far!" I pushed them away, stood up unsteadily, straightened my clothes, and went back to my seat. Seeing that I was unhappy, they all obediently went back to work. I was quite angry, feeling that they were disrespectful to me, so I didn't give them a good look all afternoon. They, on the other hand, were all very considerate of me, trying their best to cheer me up. Thinking about it carefully, I couldn't entirely blame them. Perhaps my attire gave them the wrong impression, which is why they acted that way. With that thought, my anger subsided, and I stopped arguing with them. The office returned to its usual harmonious atmosphere. Chapter 3 The Exposed Wife It was almost time to leave work, and when I went to the restroom, Xiaoqian was there too. "Sister Xiaolan, what's wrong with you today? You look so sexy!" Xiaoqian asked me with a smile. Usually, we can talk about anything when we're together, and I had told her before that my husband was "imperfect" "in that area." So I told her about what happened this morning, omitting the part about the bus. "I know that," Xiaoxi said, feigning knowledge. "Your husband calls it voyeurism. Some men just like girls to wear as little as possible so they can feast their eyes." "Others can take advantage of me, but he doesn't actually see it!" "Then, maybe he satisfies himself through his imagination? Like when I sometimes daydream, I accidentally think of some really lewd things, and I get excited!" Xiaoxi's face turned a little red. "But then I feel like a bad woman, people will think I'm pretty lewd." "That's right, that's the problem," Xiaoxi suddenly jumped up, "All men want their wives to be a housewife in the kitchen, a lady in public, and a slut in bed. But your husband can only treat you like a lady in bed, he feels very inferior, and he's been suppressing himself for too long, so he has this abnormal demand." "What do you think he wants me to do?" I started to think Xiaoxi's analysis made some sense. "I once read an article by someone named Ma Wang about a man whose wife deliberately dressed very provocatively and flirted with and even had sex with a group of her husband's friends in front of him. He actually felt incredibly excited. Later, they all went to parties where many people engaged in group sex. In other words, the more promiscuous his wife was, the more excited he felt. Maybe your husband is like that now?" I realized Xiaoxi was getting excited. "If I became that kind of woman, what would people think of me?" "Haven't you always wanted to cure your husband's illness? Maybe this really is an opportunity. Besides, I think they all admire you even more today!" Xiaoxi's words not only reminded me of the absurd things that happened at noon, but also made my face turn red again. However, I also felt that Xiaoxi was right. If his illness could really be cured, even if I temporarily became like that, it would be worth it. Then, everything would return to normal. Xiaoqian, feeling intrigued, became even more enthusiastic: "You could try it out yourself, be even sexier, even more alluring, and see his reaction. Maybe you can even have some fun yourself!" "You little brat, talking nonsense! If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll take it out on your Dawei!" As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I'd gone too far with the joke. Dawei was Xiaoqian's live-in boyfriend, but Xiaoqian wasn't angry at all; instead, she smiled and asked me, "You want to...""Take it if you want, it's fine. But, you don't know why our Dawei is called that?" "How would I know?" "Of course you don't know, it's because his thing is especially big!" Xiaoxi looked at me lecherously, which made me feel embarrassed. Sigh, girls these days! "Hey, jokes aside, I really think what you said makes some sense, I want to try it. But I'm really not sure." "Sister Xiaolan, we're usually so close, don't worry, just let me know if you need help, no problem." After work, I hitched a ride home with Xiaoxi. Soon, my husband Zhiming came home. "Baby, let's not stay home today, let's go out and have some romance, okay?" Zhiming hugged me gently from behind. "Okay!" Zhiming's hand was already stroking my lower abdomen. The feeling of being molested by that person this morning came again, and my heart suddenly raced. "Didn't anything special happen today?" Zhiming whispered in my ear. "This morning in the car, so many men touched my body." I could never lie to Zhiming; it was as if he had hypnotized me. "Can you tell me how you feel, baby?" "I feel so ashamed, like I'm so slutty." "Really, baby, the thought of my darling being a slutty woman excites me, really, I don't know why." "Then I'll be a slutty woman for you, okay? Baby, I hope you understand, I'm only doing this for you." We hugged tightly and kissed each other. "Baby, look at the new clothes I bought you, would you like to wear them out tonight?" He took a set of pure black clothes from his bag. The top was a black lace low-cut bra, and the bottom was a black silk skirt. "No problem, baby, I'll wear whatever you tell me to wear. Should I change here?" "Darling, that would be perfect." But when I actually put on the clothes, I realized the problem wasn't as simple as I had imagined. Through the semi-transparent lace blouse, I could clearly see my erect nipples and white breasts. The lower half was even worse. This wasn't a short skirt, not even a mini-skirt; it was a super-mini-skirt, only 25 centimeters long. When I tied it around my waist, the hem barely reached my genitals, making me practically naked from the waist down. "Baby, you really can't go out like this. The skirt is way too short, and you have to wear a bra with this top," I said, looking at him with distress. "Darling, it's just because you're wearing it wrong. It's not tied here, it should be tied here. This is a crop top." He unbuttoned the skirt at my waist and re-tied it around my hips. Indeed, this covered some of my lower body, but my upper body was more than just exposed; most of my lower abdomen was exposed. Fortunately, the top was long enough to cover my stomach. "Darling, could you give me another bra?" I asked softly. "Okay," Zhiming said, taking a set of black underwear from the closet and handing it to me. There was practically no fabric, just some straps. "How am I supposed to wear this?" "Either wear this or nothing, you can choose one." With no other option, I tried it on. The so-called underwear was just two straps meeting at the top of my thighs, barely covering my already sparse pubic hair; the bra design was even more extreme, merely lifting my breasts more noticeably from below, barely covering my nipples and revealing my alluring cleavage—the entire lingerie only made me look sexier. I then put on black high heels, and everything was ready. Because the blouse only had three buttons, the hem would occasionally part as I moved, revealing my fair abdomen. I was even captivated by myself: I could be so sexy and alluring. Zhiming whispered in my ear, "Do you know what you look like right now?" "What?" "You look like a real slut, every man would want to have sex with you." "Won't I be overwhelmed? Darling." "Baby, I think you can manage. Let's go, let's go dancing." In the taxi, I sat in the seat next to the driver. Because of the cramped space, I had to tuck my legs in, my long, slender, white thighs looking incredibly alluring in the darkness. The poor driver kept glancing at my thighs, but I didn't find it repulsive; instead, I found it rather amusing. I even reclined my seat a bit, exposing a large section of my bare midriff, which made the driver even more distracted. After getting out of the car, Zhiming laughed and said, "You almost got hit by that poor driver." I laughed too and said, "He got what he deserved." "Darling, I have another great idea. I think it'll be more fun if we go in separately than together. That way, other men will be bolder." "But I'm a little scared!" "Darling, don't be afraid. I'll protect you from the shadows. I'll call you when it's time to leave, but you have to be inside until then. Okay, go in. I'll always be watching you from somewhere." What choice did I have now? I took a breath and walked into the bar alone. The bar wasn't very big, seating a few dozen people. It always played fast-paced dance music and disco, and men and women were dancing on the dance floor. I found a seat near a corner. I knew that a single woman dressed like me sitting in a bar like this would attract unwanted attention from men looking for fun. Sure enough, a tall young man approached me shortly after. "Miss, would you do me the honor of dancing?" he asked, extending an inviting hand. Seeing his polite manner, I couldn't refuse, so I stood up and said, "Okay." But once I stepped onto the dance floor, I realized I was in deep trouble. In the darkness, my clothes weren't noticeable, but now, standing in the brightly lit center of the hall, everyone could clearly see my attire, even my underwear. I noticed a flash of surprise in the young man's eyes, which quickly turned into excitement. "Miss, you look really sexy today." My face flushed red. This was the first time a stranger had complimented me on my sexiness. But tonight, I might be experiencing many firsts in my life! Slowly, I realized that his hand, which had been on my back, had somehow moved down to my waist, slipping under the hem of my blouse and gently caressing my smooth waist. As I spun, that hand slid down my waist and over my soft abdomen. I didn't dare look at him, but I was too embarrassed to say anything either. After all, you dress so sexily! Gradually, I noticed that many people around me were staring at me. The men were staring intently, while the women were looking at me with surprise and envy. Especially when I spun. That's when it dawned on me. Because my blouse was so light, and I was wearing a super short skirt, when I spun, my bare abdomen and my entire fair legs were exposed to them, and they might even be seeing my tiny underwear. And Zhiming might be watching me right there! "Can we take a break?" I pleaded hesitantly. "Then you have to promise to come to my place and sit with my friends." "Okay." I didn't have time to think about anything else now. He led me to an open private room on the side, where there was a slightly chubby boy, but quite handsome nonetheless. "You can call me Xiaoming, and this is Xiaofan," the tall boy introduced. "You can call me Xiaolan," I replied. It's only polite to reciprocate. The three of them sat down around a glass table and started chatting. They were all younger than me and often came here. They said they'd never seen such a pretty and sexy girl as me. I shyly told them I was already married. They didn't believe me, saying I was lying. The three of them chatted quite happily, though their eyes kept scanning my thighs and lower abdomen. I knew they could occasionally see my underwear through the glass. But I didn't care about that anymore; in fact, I felt a little satisfied—perhaps it's a woman's natural vanity! Xiaoming took out some light blue pills and asked me mysteriously, "Do you know what ecstasy is?" "Yeah, I heard it makes you really energetic when you dance disco." "Want to try it?" Xiaofan started urging me. At first, I didn't want to, but they kept pestering me, and my own curiosity got the better of me, so I ate two pills. Soon, I felt my spirits lift, my whole body felt full of energy, and my mind was filled with the fast rhythms of disco. I had only one wish: I wanted to dance, I wanted to be free. "Shall we go dancing?" I said excitedly. "Wait a little longer." The two of them moved to sit next to me. Xiaoming and Xiaofan each put an arm around my back, pulling me into their arms. "What are you doing?" I giggled. "This way we can be closer! How about we call you 'sister'?" "Okay, but the little brothers have to listen to their sister!" "The little brothers will definitely make their sister happy."The two men chuckled lewdly. Xiao Ming's hand was already on my thigh, while Xiao Fan was blowing hot breath into my ear. "Hehe, it tickles, you naughty little brothers." My excitement grew, but my body became increasingly out of my control. Xiao Ming's hand roamed over my smooth thigh, then moved up to my genitals. The two straps couldn't cover my private parts at all, and his hand directly touched my pubic hair. "Sister's panties are so sexy! I bet your husband can't satisfy your desires usually, you must be so thirsty." His hand was teasing my clitoris, while Xiao Fan had already unbuttoned two buttons of my bra, one hand roaming over my bare abdomen and body. "No, it hurts." I twisted my body, but my legs spread even wider, and my hands uncontrollably reached out to them, touching their inner thighs. Although they were wearing tight jeans, they couldn't hide their erect penises. I had never touched another man's genitals before, except for Zhiming, but now it felt so natural, perhaps because I was no longer under rational control. Xiaoming lifted my skirt, exposing my fair and plump genitals, his fingers already penetrating the barrier and entering my body. Xiaofan also unbuttoned all my buttons, pushed my bra aside, and sucked on my nipples. "Sister's body is so amazing, so much better than those blonde girls." I simply couldn't control myself; I needed a more real feeling. But suddenly I noticed some people looking in our direction, and I realized that many people would see me almost naked here, and I couldn't let them continue their antics. "Brothers, stop fooling around here, everyone will see." I pulled their hands away. "Then you have to tell us your contact information, we'll come to your house to play later." The two of them seemed unsatisfied. I had no choice but to give them my home phone number and address. Xiaoming wrote it down in his palm, then he squatted down and reached out to lift my skirt. "What are you doing?" "I'm going to leave you our phone number too." Then he wrote his phone number on my lower abdomen. "Come on, let's dance." Xiao Fan pulled me up. "Wait a minute, let me button up my clothes." "Here, let me help you." Xiao Ming offered to help me. But he only buttoned one button, then ripped off the other two, and the two of them dragged me onto the dance floor. Because my clothes weren't buttoned up, the slightest movement or twist exposed my entire lower body, including my abdomen, but in the powerful rhythm of the music, I didn't care anymore. I danced wildly with them, twisting my waist, stretching my body, letting my high breasts bounce freely, letting my sexy lower abdomen sway nakedly, letting my slender legs exude charm. More and more people surrounded me to watch me dance, whistling, all the men's eyes radiating desire and hunger. Perhaps they saw all my secrets, but I conquered them; they were captivated by my charm. I bet they all want to sleep with me. I want to say, if you dare to say it, I'll have sex with all of you. Finally, I got tired. We went back to our seats. Just then, my pager went off. Zhiming left me a message: "I'll wait for you at the door." So I told them I was leaving. They were reluctant to let me go, but I promised them I would contact them again, so they had no choice but to let me go. "But we hope you can leave us something as a souvenir," Xiaofan suggested. "But I don't have any suitable gifts with me," I said, a little embarrassed. "I only want this." Xiaofan suddenly reached into my skirt and pulled down my underwear when I wasn't looking. "Then I want one too." Xiaoming also forced my bra off with Xiaofan's help. "Ahhh, how am I supposed to leave like this!" The jacket was already very see-through, and without a bra, I felt like I was completely naked. My nipples, erect with excitement, were clearly visible through the clothes. Then my pager went off again. I didn't have time to play with them, so I had to leave like this. My face was burning red, and all I wanted to do was get out of there. But there were so many people, and people kept taking the opportunity to grope my chest. Even the hostess at the door looked surprised. I found Zhiming at the door, and we got into a taxi together. As soon as we got in, Zhiming couldn't wait to kiss me: "Wife, you did a great job today. Hey, where's your bra?" At the same time, his hand slipped under my skirt: "Where are your panties? Did those two guys take them off?" "Mmm," I stammered, utterly ashamed. "Baby, I'm so excited! Feel it." He pulled my hand to his crotch. Sure enough, it was hard: "Wow, that's great!" "Baby, kiss it while it's hot." He unzipped his pants, revealing his penis. "Ah, how can I do this? We're in a car! The driver will see in the rearview mirror!" I panicked. "What are you afraid of? When you were dancing, even your pubic hair was seen by those guys." He pressed my head down to his genitals, and I had no choice but to take his penis into my mouth. At the same time, he flipped up my blouse completely, covering my head. Since I wasn't wearing any underwear, I was almost completely naked. He then lifted my skirt and inserted his fingers into my vagina, thrusting them in and out. After a whole day of sexual stimulation, I was almost on the verge of collapse. Under the stimulation of his fingers, I quickly reached orgasm, collapsing limply as if my whole body was exhausted. But Zhiming's penis didn't show any further improvement; it was basically half-erect and still unable to complete the penetration. When we got home, Zhiming got out of the car first: "I'll go up first, you pay the bill." The driver turned around: "Forty dollars in total, miss." Then he stared at me lecherously. I finally came to my senses from the orgasm, sat up straight, and realized that the buttons on my blouse were completely undone, and my full breasts were swaying brightly. To make matters worse, Zhiming had also taken off my skirt at some point, exposing my black pubic area directly to the driver. "Miss, you have a great figure!" the driver said lecherously. I didn't dare say much to him, hurriedly took out a large bill from my bag and threw it at him: "Keep the change." I quickly got off the bus. I clutched my shirt tightly, my lower body bare, and hurried into the building, "Please don't run into anyone, please don't run into anyone." In the elevator, I suddenly saw a security camera. This was terrible; they might record it. Luckily, I didn't run into anyone along the way. Finally, I got home. Chapter Four: The Bewildered Wife As soon as I got home, I collapsed wearily onto the sofa: "I'm so tired today!" "Honey, you did really well today. To be honest, I really didn't expect you to be so intimate with two strangers." Zhiming stood naked in front of me and said. "Ah, no, no, I've known them for a long time, they're old friends, so, so I was a little casual." I didn't want him to know that such an absurd thing had happened to me: being so casual with two strangers I had just met. "Ah, they're old flames, but you were really lewd today!" Zhiming sat down next to me. "Hey, what's written on your stomach?" "Y-yes... their phone number." I said, blushing. "Have you ever thought about having a real go at it with your two little brothers sometime?" Zhiming asked me mysteriously. "No, no, how could I? I'm your wife. Playing around with them is fine, but how could I possibly do it for real?" I started to get confused. "I don't care. You can have sex with whichever man you want, whenever you want. I definitely won't be unhappy. The more you do it, the more excited I'll be." "How can you say that! I'm your wife, not some street prostitute." "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I'm doing this for our own good, just trying to cure my illness. Besides, I know you've been suppressing your feelings for so long, and I want to give you some relief." That last sentence hit my deepest, most secret desire. Looking at his limp penis, my anger subsided a little: "Baby, you don't need to tell me, I know. I'll do anything you want, just don't cross this last line, okay?" "Okay, but I want you to buy something tomorrow, promise me, okay?" "Okay, what is it?" "How about you buy me a vibrator?" I immediately understood what he meant. He'd mentioned it to me before, but I'd always been too embarrassed to agree. This time, I'd just go along with it: "Okay, I'll go tomorrow. Let's rest now, I'm so tired." "Thank you, you're such a good boy, go to sleep." ... The next day happened to be the weekend, and because we were both so tired, we slept until the afternoon. After lunch, Zhiming said with a smile, "Honey, don't forget your task for today!" "You little pervert, I already agreed, what's the rush?" Although I was being defiant, I secretly regretted it. "Do you need...""I have lots of pretty clothes here!" "Oh, right, I forgot to ask you, where did those weird clothes come from?" "I secretly bought them before, and I got excited imagining you wearing them. Now you can change into them one by one." Zhiming opened a wardrobe in a corner for me, which was filled with several beautiful dresses and lingerie. It was dazzling to look at, but every piece was daring and revealing. Usually, only hostesses in nightclubs would wear these clothes at night to seduce men. But it was broad daylight, and Zhiming wouldn't let me wear lingerie. After picking and choosing, I chose a high-waisted white nylon vest, revealing a hand's width of skin around my waist. Although it didn't directly expose anything, the elasticity of the vest and its tight fit accentuated the curves of my breasts, with my nipples standing out prominently. The skirt was a short, side-opening design with one button. It was already very short, exposing my thighs, about 30 centimeters above the knee. To make matters worse, it was only fastened with the top button, the side slit extending all the way to my crotch. Combined with the large exposed waist, a closer look would reveal that I wasn't wearing underwear. "I'm about to get a nosebleed looking at you like this. Be careful, those men outside might eat you up." "Who knows who'll eat whom?" I made a face at Zhiming, put on my high heels, grabbed my bag, and went out. ... As I walked down the street, I realized how sexy my outfit was. Although I was wearing a top, the tight nylon vest exposed the outline of my breasts without any concealment. With each step, my 36A breasts bounced up and down, attracting frequent glances from men on the street. My nipples, constantly rubbing against the vest, quickly became engorged and erect, and my private parts were already slightly moist. Thinking about the sexual harassment I experienced on the bus before, I was afraid I would lose control and embarrass myself, so I quickly hailed a taxi. Where to? I remembered there was a "sexual health products store" next to Tianhe Shopping Mall. "Tianhe Shopping Mall," I told the driver. I sat down next to the driver, exposing one side of the opening of my skirt to him. The driver was a handsome young man, but from the moment I got in, his eyes were fixed on my snow-white thighs. That kind of gaze would make any woman feel as if she were being admired naked by him. But he didn't do anything specific, so I didn't say anything. "It's so hot today, miss," he said, getting stuck in traffic. "Yes." "It's good to be a girl," he said, smiling at me. "Why?" "When it's hot, girls don't even need to wear underwear. They can just wrap themselves in a piece of cloth and go out." "What nonsense are you talking about!" My face immediately turned red. I realized he was flirting with me. Seeing that I was a little unhappy, he fell silent. But I knew his eyes were constantly scanning me, almost causing me to bump into other cars several times. Another sudden stop, and I couldn't take it anymore: "Can't you drive properly? What if you cause an accident?" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... but to be honest, you can't entirely blame me. A girl as pretty as you, dressed so sexily, any man would be unable to resist. Seriously, this is the first time I've ever seen such a beautiful and bold girl!" Although I knew he was taking advantage of me, hearing someone compliment me like that, especially since I'm almost thirty and a boy still calls me "girl," made me feel really good. I couldn't help but think this boy was actually quite cute. "Nonsense, you little brat, so glib. I'd rather be your older sister. Drive properly, and don't look around where you shouldn't." I pulled up my skirt a little to cover my exposed crotch. "Good sister, please help me. Just unbutton that button so I can take a good look, and I'll never look again." My face flushed again. I knew what he meant, but I still pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "What button?" He glanced at me and smiled. "Of course, it's the most crucial button on your skirt." "Hmph, why should I show it to you?" "I'll consider you my god-sister, okay? Whenever you need a ride, just call me, and I'll be there right away, at your beck and call. But please, I can't have a moment's peace today. What if I have an accident and hit someone? That would be a huge problem." Seeing his pitiful look, I thought to myself: This boy is quite cute. Let him take a look; it's really not a big deal. But I was too embarrassed to look at him. I looked out the window and quickly reached out to unbutton the only button on the side of my skirt. "Snap!" The skirt parted, and my snow-white thighs, all the way to my hips and waist, were exposed. Finally, we arrived. "Wait for me here, okay?" I didn't want to encounter such an awkward situation again. "No problem, god-sister, I'll wait even if you make me wait a year. From now on, I'll only drive for you." "Hehe, don't be cheeky with me." But deep down, I actually liked this little boy a bit. I quickly found my target, "Romantic Adult Products Store." I had passed by it many times before and had the curiosity to take a look, but I never had the courage to step through that door. But today, there was no turning back. I secretly glanced around and saw that no one seemed to be looking this way, so I quickly pushed open the door and stepped inside. The interior was quite uniquely decorated, and the environment was quite quiet. There were two saleswomen, a man and a woman, and two other men searching for something on the shelves. I tried my best to suppress my nervousness and pretended to be familiar with the place, slowly looking at the shelves. Soon, I saw those things that made my face turn red. They were arranged so realistically together, various colors, lengths, thicknesses, and styles, laid out there nakedly. My subconscious immediately conjured up the thought: "Which one would be more suitable for my body?" "Miss, would you like to buy a dildo?" The saleswoman appeared beside me without my noticing. "No, no, just looking around." I felt the blood rush to my head, and I stammered nervously. "Actually, it's okay. Lots of women buy these from us. Our quality is very good; they usually last for over two years. Hey, what size do you want?" I wanted to disappear into the ground immediately; I was so embarrassed. The two men next to me were glancing at me out of the corner of their eyes. I hated this young woman, yet she remained calm and composed, saying, "No, no, no." "Xiao Ma, come over here for a moment, I'll handle this." "Oh, okay." "Excuse me, miss. Please come with me." The male saleswoman came over and nodded to me. Without hesitation, I immediately followed him out of the room. We turned a corner and entered an office. "Please sit down," he said, gesturing to the sofa. Only then was I able to calmly look at the man properly. Thankfully, he was quite amiable, probably in his thirties or forties, the kind of man who inspires confidence. "Hello, my surname is Zhao, and I'm the owner here. I'm sorry about earlier; our waiter was too abrupt. I hope you don't mind!" "Oh, it's alright, I was just a little nervous." After taking a sip of the water he offered, I gradually calmed down. "Just think of me as a doctor. We sell products that can cure illnesses and save lives, right? They can help people enjoy life better." The owner smiled at me. "Hmm, sort of." Thinking about it, what he said made sense. "These are some of my most treasured possessions, things that regular customers don't see. Come, take a look." He opened a cabinet and showed it to me. Inside, it was also filled with those kinds of colorful things. But now I was able to face them more calmly. "I suppose you've never used them before?" "Yeah." "Some women like plastic ones because they're softer, some like metal ones because they feel they're hard and smooth enough, and the barbed ones give your vagina more stimulation..." He calmly showed me each one, explaining them to me. Those obscene words came out of his mouth so casually, but my face still turned red. "Most dildos are more practical than most men; you'll find out eventually. So, which one do you prefer?" "I...I'm not sure," I said softly. "Well, how about this, I'll let you try one out!" the shopkeeper said, swallowing hard. "Try one out? How?" I was confused. "Well, we offer this kind of special treatment to our regular customers. Since we're so lucky to have you here today, I'll let you try them out. I'll ask you a few questions and help you pick out a few that might suit you. Try them out here, and decide whichever you like best." "I...I...let me think about it." I felt he was quite considerate, but something also felt a little off. "How many sexual partners have you had before?" he asked casually. "Only one, of course!" I was surprised he would ask that question, but I still answered him quietly. "Oh, what a nice girl.""And how long is his penis?" "Oh, I'm not sure, maybe... this long!" I gestured with my hand. "How thick is it?" "Well, about this." I made a circle with my hand. "Do you feel satisfied when you have sex?" "It's good, it's good." "Do you have many orgasms?" "Orgasms? I think so." But I'm not really sure what constitutes an orgasm. "Here, try this one. The latest model, plastic, wireless, electric, and remote-controlled." He handed me one. "It's so thick!" I exclaimed softly after opening the package. It was black, not long, about 12 centimeters, but very thick. I couldn't even hold it in one hand, while my husband could hold it with one hand and it was still quite a bit! "Actually, this is a fairly normal size. Many men have this much." He looked at me strangely. "Oh." I replied softly. "Then try it yourself. I'll go out for a bit, okay?" "Okay." The boss smiled at me and left, leaving me alone on the sofa with that black vibrator. What to do? I stroked the thick, erect thing with my hand, and suddenly felt incredibly empty down there, but I didn't have the courage to connect them. "How is it? Oh, like this. Don't be nervous, I'll teach you, okay?" The boss had returned sometime earlier. "Okay." I whispered in agreement, and he sat down next to me. "Using a vibrator is best done in a safe and cozy environment. First, take off all your clothes, preferably completely naked." He stared into my eyes as he spoke slowly, and I just kept my head down, holding the black thing in my hand, nodding repeatedly. His hand gently moved to the buttons of my skirt. "No...no." I grabbed his hand. "Don't worry, the door's closed, no one else can come in. It'll just be the two of us. I'll teach you the techniques to enjoy it." His hands unbuttoned my clothes, lifted my skirt, revealing my fair and soft lower body. The sunlight from the window shone warmly on me, and I closed my eyes. "If your vagina is still dry, don't rush to insert it. It's best to do some caressing outside first, like this. Oh! Little girl, it seems you don't need that anymore." I knew my lower body was already wet. "Then, gently push it in, carefully feel the sensation of insertion." The cold and thick thing was slowly being pushed into my body. I remembered that cold KFC pen from that day, but this was different. It opened me up, filled me, and a tingling sensation was spreading from there throughout my body. "Now, it's completely inside your vagina. How does it feel different from the real thing?" "Oh, oh..." I moaned softly as his hands stroked my lower body. "Now, enjoy it." "Ah! Stop...no...ah...no..." The thing that had been quietly filling me suddenly began to vibrate violently, shaking inside me. My lower body jerked upwards, and my hands gripped my genitals tightly. The vibrations grew more and more intense, and I quickly lost consciousness. When I came to, I was lying lazily on the sofa, my nylon vest tucked under my armpits, naked from the breasts down in the sunlight, and he was staring intently at my body. But I didn't have the strength to move; I didn't want to do anything. "How many orgasms like this have you had before?" "None." "You'll have them often in the future, once a day is fine. But I'm still curious, how could a girl like you need this?" "What do you mean?" "I mean, men who want to sleep with you should be lining up!" "If I said I haven't had sex with a man for over a year, would you believe me?" "It seems so. Your body is really beautiful, may I give you a gift as a bonus?" "Okay, thank you. Please wrap this up for me!" I put on my clothes, which was actually very easy at the time, and hugged him. I don't know why, but I just felt I should. "I hope to see you again someday!" "I hope so. Goodbye." "Thank you, here are your things and the bonus, welcome to visit again!" When the cashier handed me the bag, I saw a strange look in her eyes. Thank you very much, my car was still waiting for me. "Why did it take so long? Hmm, something feels different from before?" "Stop nagging, let's drive." I gave him my home address. "Strange, what did you do just now? Really? You look radiant!" "Kid, don't ask questions, just drive." Deep down, I slowly understood what pleasurable sex meant to a woman. Downstairs: "Okay, I'm going home now. Thanks anyway!" "Here's my business card. Call me anytime if you need a ride. Can I have your phone number? I want to call you again." "Okay, sure, but be careful when you call, especially if my husband answers!" After saying that, I was surprised. What was wrong with me? When did I start acting so sneakily? "Hey, you lecherous devil, I'm going down now, goodbye." I pulled Xiao Li's hand away from my legs and got out of the car. Chapter Five: The Wife's First Love (Xiao Ming and Xiao Fan) Back home, Zhi Ming was reading. "Honey, I'm home." I shyly kissed Zhi Ming. "Come on, baby, let me see how the mission went?" "Hehe, don't rush, wait here for me a bit." I jumped into the bedroom with the bag, closed the door, wanting to surprise him. Oh right, I also got a free gift. It turned out to be a nightgown. When I opened it, it was just a square piece of black silk with three straps at each of the three corners. How was I supposed to wear it? After pondering for a while, I finally realized it was just a bodice. Looking in the mirror, it was easy to take off all my clothes, put on the nightgown, and tie a knot at the back of my neck and another at the back of my waist. From the front, it was a little small because my breasts are naturally a bit outward, so from the side, you could always see the outer edges of my breasts, and if I shook them slightly, my nipples would almost pop out. From the back, well, you could basically only see two straps, and my smooth back, perky butt, and long, beautiful legs were all on full display. But since I was at home, it didn't matter. Then there was that big thing... what to do? I thought of a good idea, but then I felt a little uneasy. Just thinking about this idea made me wet down there. I slowly inserted that big thing into my vagina until it was completely inside. It was so uncomfortable, but I had to endure it. Everything was ready, and I looked at myself in the mirror. Sexy and alluring. Okay, let's see my husband's reaction. When I reappeared in the living room, I saw Zhiming's eyes almost pop out of his head. "Wow, wife, you're so beautiful." "Really? Aren't you sexy?" I said softly. "Not sexy, I'm totally mesmerized by you." Zhiming pressed against my bare back from behind, his hands grabbing my breasts. "Don't rush, I'll give you something else good." I handed him the remote control for the vibrating penis. "What's this?" "Turn it on and see." "Oh, don't turn it on so high." Zhiming immediately turned the switch to the maximum, and a clear electric motor sound came from below. "Hehe, my dear baby, I love you to death. How did you come up with such a great idea?" Zhiming chuckled lewdly, put me on the sofa, spread my legs, and watched the dildo work with great interest. "Ah, no! Turn it off! It's so uncomfortable!" I couldn't take it anymore. "Okay, let's make a deal. I'll turn it off now, but you have to keep it inside all day. Don't take it out without my permission. Okay?" "Hehe, what if it accidentally falls out?" "Hehe, then I'll punish you. Okay." Zhiming turned off the switch, but I still felt terrible. There was such a big thing inside my vagina. "Okay, then I'll go make us something to eat." "Okay, I can see it but can't eat it. I'm starving." Zhiming said with a double meaning. He patted my bare butt. While I was in the kitchen, I vaguely heard someone come into the house. I poked my head out and asked, "Zhiming, is someone here?" At this moment, Zhiming came over and said, "Your friend is here. Come on, say hello." "Who is it? I need to change my clothes. Is this okay?" "It's alright, come on, just like this." Zhiming pulled me into the living room without saying anything more. I was stunned when I saw it. It was those two boys from last night, Xiaoming and Xiaofan. "You, you, what are you doing here at my house?" I stammered nervously. What was going on? "Big sister, we called your house, your friends invited us over to hang out," Xiaoming stammered. They both stared at me, completely surprised to see me dressed like this."Xiaolan, it's like this, I forgot to tell you, your two friends called this morning, wanting to hang out, so I gave them the address and invited them over. It's okay, we're all friends, let's have some fun together. Come on, sit down, sit down." Zhiming pulled me to sit on the sofa. Xiaoming and Xiaofan sat on the sofa opposite, scanning me with lustful eyes. I was only wearing a bellyband, sitting between three men, two of whom had an ambiguous relationship with me, and one of whom was my husband. I felt very nervous, and the atmosphere was awkward. The three of them made small talk. "Okay, you three can chat slowly, I'll go to the kitchen to cook." Zhiming stood up. "No, no, you stay here, I'll go cook." I also stood up, trying to stop Zhiming, but he pushed me back down. Only the three of us were left in the living room. Xiaoming and Xiaofan became lively. They ran over and sat on the sofa with me. "Sister Xiaolan, you dress so sexy even at home." Xiaofan put his hand on my back and began to caress my bare back. "No, not always. Ah, no, this is my home." Xiaoming's hand was on my thigh. The two boys started harassing me incessantly. Soon, they pulled my breasts out of my bodice. The stimulation from four hands, plus the foreign object in my genitals, was almost driving me to the brink of collapse. But this was my own home, and my husband was in the next room. I struggled to stand up and pulled my exposed breasts back into my clothes. "Come on, let me play some music for you." I didn't dare sit back down on the sofa. I kept myself busy, turning on music, changing CDs, and pouring them water. "Come on, sister, this music is so nice. Will you dance with me?" Without a word, Xiaoming hugged me. I had no choice but to dance with him for a while. Xiaoming's hands were around my back, stroking my bare back, then stopping at my soft buttocks, gently kneading them. I thought Xiaofan could clearly see my almost naked back and Xiaoming's hands. I buried my head in Xiaoming's shoulder in shame. "Ah!" Suddenly, the dildo in my lower body started vibrating. It turned out that Xiao Fan was playing with the remote control that I had just left on the table. "Xiao Fan, no, don't play with that, turn it off." I said shyly to Xiao Fan. "Sister, what's this remote control?" Xiao Fan asked curiously. "Ah, no, don't ask so many questions, just turn it off." I hugged Xiao Ming's neck, almost collapsing onto him. I think Xiao Ming must have heard the sounds coming from my lower body, looking at me lustfully, "I didn't expect my sister to be such a lewd woman." "No, no, I can't take it anymore, I have to sit down." I couldn't stand up anymore. Sitting on the sofa, my consciousness was already blurred, and waves of desire were surging up over me. "You guys sit for a while, we're out of oil, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some." Zhi Ming stood in front of me, staring at me as he said. I was startled and quickly straightened my disheveled clothes. "Okay, come back soon." "Not so soon, it'll take a while to get here. You should spend some time with your friends." Zhiming smiled mysteriously at me, closed the door, and left. The instant the door closed, Xiaoming kissed my lips, his hot, nimble tongue entering my mouth. I was completely overwhelmed by lust. We kissed passionately. Xiaofan also quickly tore off my two straps, throwing my bodice aside. I was completely naked, surrounded by the two boys. Soon, Xiaoming and Xiaofan were also completely naked. Xiaoming's penis was long but thin, while Xiaofan's was short but thick. Xiaoming lay on the sofa, and I pressed down on him, kissing him, pressing my breasts tightly against his smooth chest. His penis throbbed against my vulva, while Xiaofan held me from behind, rubbing his hard penis against my buttocks. [The End]

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