The allure of exposure

The Allure of Exposure:
My name is Murong Qian, 25 years old. I possess a tall, dreamlike figure, youth, and beauty—a gift from heaven that all women envy. Three years ago, I married Kai Chao, who is 30 years older than me.

My husband spends nearly seven or eight months of the year flying around the world, while I live my unchanging, affluent, and comfortable typical upper-class life in this seaside neighborhood in Shenzhen. But unexpectedly, in less than six months, all of this was changed by Li Hua, my husband's son from his previous marriage. I don't know whether I should tell my husband what happened to me, and what the consequences would be if I did. For the past two years, besides humiliation, he's brought me a hidden pleasure deep within my heart. I don't know whether I should run away from him or continue to fall into that chaotic abyss with him. Today, he went to his mother's house in Guangzhou, a high-ranking official's home.

I felt a strange sense of loss. Secretly, I thought about writing down my shameful deeds on the computer. I don't even know if what I did shows my pathological state. The thought of writing down my past actions for many people to see inexplicably excites me, but I must password-protect my files so Lihua can't see them.

The restlessness of the city mirrors my mood. Watching the drizzling rain on Shennan Middle Road, a feeling of wanting to expose myself welled up in my mind, and I couldn't control myself. Perhaps the secretions from my genitals were the best proof.

I like thongs, I like the way the back strap digs into my buttocks, rubbing against my private parts. I like watching it get wet with my own secretions. I like thongs, I like how their narrow front can't contain my full and juicy breasts. I like how their thin fabric makes my labia minora glimpse.

The weather today is so oppressive that it makes me want to sleep; the languid sky seems to be filled with a kind of erotic scent. Some people call thongs "t-backs," and I like that name. I put on my favorite Shirley thong and a long pleated skirt. Grabbing an umbrella, I stepped out of the house. Raindrops occasionally playfully jumped into the umbrella, wetting my thin outer garment and slowly outlining my alluring curves. I deliberately walked across the grassy area of the neighborhood; under the gazebo, men secretly glanced at me. My heart suddenly raced; I loved men fantasizing about everything beneath my skirt.

The China World Trade Center is one of the larger shopping malls in Shenzhen, packed with people. The thought of exposing myself in front of so many people inexplicably excited me; the thrill of exposing my shame filled my mind, making me hesitant to move.

I went into the bathroom and tucked the back hem of my skirt slightly into my waistband, as if it were an unintentional oversight while using the toilet. This way, my beautiful buttocks could be legitimately exposed. This was a plan I'd devised at home, imagining what it would be like for men to see that narrow white stripe running down my backside. I hesitated before leaving the bathroom. The sink was low, and I had to bend over to wash my hands. The cool early summer breeze brushed against my buttocks, making me shiver involuntarily. There were many people sitting outside. I'm sure many saw me when I bent over.

How exciting! My thong was so narrow that it couldn't cover my hidden slit, the light pigmentation there—would that excite men? I heard men talking around me. "That woman's thong is so sexy." "Look, it looks wet." I imagined their shocked expressions. If the woman next to me wasn't there, would they pounce on me right now, tear off my underwear, and rape me? I pretended I didn't know anything and went to the mall, feeling several men behind me. I believed they were aroused. The climax gradually came, the secreted fluid spreading little by little in the crotch of my thong. Even without looking, I knew the wet patch was widening.

Until a little girl said to me, "Auntie, your skirt?"

When I got home, I found my thong was almost soaked through. In the midst of my exposed climax, under the hot shower, I fell asleep.

It takes courage to write this down. Please, don't berate yourself for this. I don't know. Is it all Li Hua's fault? Am I really that despicable and shameless? But I just can't resist the pleasure of exposing my body. I've tried to convince myself many times, but it's never useful.

When you expose your most private parts to strangers, the extreme shame brings you physical and mental pleasure that you'll never forget.

I like my own body; I should say I'm obsessed. Women are for men to see, including everything about their bodies. Am I narcissistic? I enjoy admiring my naked body in the mirror, seeing how alluring it looks. Zhu Deyong once said, "When a woman's body forms an S-curve, a man will walk towards her in a straight line." Looking at myself in the mirror? The exaggerated curve from waist to hips.

Half-lying on the sofa, legs spread apart. Feeling wet between my legs, I wet my fingers, put them in my mouth, and taste my own skin. I moan, like a dream, closing my eyes. I feel my body flying.

Touching my breasts, I yearn to be taken to the peak of pleasure by a man. Let myself become a man's plaything! But I can't muster the courage.

So tonight I went online.

In the sleepless nights, looking at the lights outside the window, a desire pervades me, quickly filling my restless heart!

Perhaps the dim streetlights make me even more alluring.

In front of the full-length mirror, I changed into what I considered my sexiest lingerie. I could feel my genitals swelling… The t-back tightly bound my body, letting me revel in the pleasure it gave me. It

was dark outside, the evening breeze blowing against my naked body, making me tremble slightly, my heart trembling with the impending exposure. I went out onto the street; it was late, and there wasn't a soul in sight. For some reason, I felt disappointed. I wanted people to see my body, clad only in a thong under the black sheer fabric. I loved the surprised expressions on people's faces when they saw me. I swayed like a cat, my hips wiggling, appearing exceptionally alluring—at least, that's what I thought. With the sway of my slender waist, the thin straps between my thighs rubbed against my lower body, producing secretions.

I loved how my shadow looked curvaceous under the streetlights. I pulled my panties up, making them sink deeper into my flesh. This made me even more lewd. I was afraid of being seen, yet I longed to be seen. I wondered if I would be violated if a man saw me? In the quiet night, only the sound of my seven-inch heels on the road could be heard. I was already far from home, but I didn't want to go back; the copious secretions almost made me collapse. My exhausted body, my excited mind, my naked flesh—everything seemed so lewd. I enjoy wearing high heels at this moment; the thrill of being seen and unable to run away almost brings me to orgasm.

How can I expose myself if no one sees me? I know there's a hot pot restaurant ahead, where people eat late into the night. I know that if I'm seen, it's all over, but the pleasure of exposing my body drives me towards it. I gradually approach; there are still 7 or 8 people eating hot pot. Mustering a courage I don't know where it comes from, I walk towards them. They spotted me, initially surprised, then immediately surrounded me, trapping me in the middle and mocking me, "Miss?

You like dressed like this?"...

Their words filled me with shame, and I desperately tried to escape.

Back home, I still couldn't calm down. With the help of an electric vibrator, I achieved a truly meaningful orgasm.

The bizarre and dazzling world of the internet dazzled me; I envied those girls who had platforms to display their bodies. I didn't.

Mastercock, hardcore, group, shemale, lingerie... one term after another made my blood boil. Of all

the porn stars, I liked Kikowu the most, admiring her willingness to do anything for her passions. She was a woman who liked, or rather, adored, exhibitionism, enjoying her complete nudity in broad daylight on the street.

I can't do it, even though I desperately want to. I'm afraid of the worldly gaze, the strange looks people give me.

I like the astonishment men show when they see naked flesh. I crave to be seen.

"Exhibitionist," I know I am, but I don't want to admit it. I want to be a woman like kikow u. A real, indescribable pleasure. I like depravity because it's an involuntary process, a state of unrestrained freedom, a relaxation of body and mind after shedding rules and regulations, a subconscious, hidden desire. Depravity is also a kind of pleasure, a pleasure I could never or dared to try in everyday life. This pleasure is precious because it's simple.

Exposure is also a kind of depravity, and I like this kind of depravity.

It makes me teeter on the edge of hell and heaven.

Thin bra straps, a short skirt that barely covers my hips, the sheer fabric creating a tantalizing glimpse of me, completely unleashing my sexiness. The semi-transparent silk fishnet fabric makes me feel as if shrouded in a hazy mist. I

'm seducing myself. I'm letting myself succumb to exposure. In my bedroom, filled with the scent of CK perfume, I'm wearing a t-back. The waist-to-hip ratio is the gold standard for judging a woman's figure; mine is only 0.74. I'm confident, so I expose myself.

The neighborhood night is hazy, with soft lighting. I stroll along the street, the short skirt barely covering my hips clinging tightly to my body in my t-back. Moreover, the thong is fluorescent, clearly visible in the night. The tension, the exposed desire, the aroused body—all made me lose myself. My genitals were swollen and covered by a thong, with a shallow cleavage in the middle. I could feel the wetness spreading between my legs.

My empty body, my empty heart, needed something tangible to fill it. I craved men like never before, craved their genitals that drove women wild. I craved their merciless, rough penetration. But I didn't have it, so I felt empty. Strangers gave me a thrill, but also a sense of insecurity. I was afraid of real harm, physical harm. Many men nowadays enjoy "SM," but I've never experienced it, so I'm afraid.

The only thing that could satisfy me now was a tireless, frantically vibrating electric vibrator. It's as if it can actively seek out my "G-spot." I don't know how many times my body has given itself to it. At 20 centimeters long, it's frighteningly large, and it certainly brings me great pleasure—a painful and helpless pleasure. The orange light is warm, but the person under the light is lonely. Perhaps I've become accustomed to spiritual loneliness, but I can't resist the loneliness of my body.

I turn on the computer, and ThreeLeg continues to provoke my fragile nerves and sensitive body. I don't know if one day I'll fall for it. He probably didn't know that despite his intense provocation, I ultimately restrained myself and didn't reveal my most intimate parts to him, even though I was imagining my round, white buttocks being parted with trembling fingers, revealing that...cherry, surging spring of warmth. My heart trembled and went limp. He sent me an email with a girl's true story. It was about how she was raped by eight men.

Although Li Hua always makes me watch the video when we have sex, seeing my shy, blushing face, and how I'm utterly humiliated and helpless under a man's virility, he gets especially excited, and my sweet juices gush forth because of this shame. In short, I enjoy the illusion of the internet.

But in front of him today, I didn't…

Threeleg asked me if I wanted to be violated by a man? I've never thought about it, and I don't dare to.

I'm afraid I might like it. Deep down, I do, but I'm stubbornly unwilling to admit it, because every woman has her own sexual fantasies. After all, I haven't experienced it, and I don't know how to accept it.

But I still really want to try…

There's a Japanese outdoor exhibitionist website called "aya ?激的空". I like it.

Watching those girls, dressed only in fishnet dresses, strolling carefree down the street, everyone can see the secrets beneath their voluptuous bodies. I envy them. I like the internet because the men in the online world are somewhat perverted; they know how to tease women, how to arouse their sexual instincts. I've fantasized more than once about being ravaged by different men online. Lihua has a class reunion tomorrow, I need to go to bed early!

Perhaps everyone in this world is different. Everyone has different natures. Two years ago, I believed Li Hua was retaliating against me for his mother's sake, and I helplessly allowed him to ravage my mature, alluring body. Two years later, I began to become somewhat addicted to his extreme and shameful humiliations, unable to extricate myself. The primal flames of desire hidden deep within my heart had been ignited by him. Back then, Li Hua was just a

boy a year younger than me, who called me "Auntie," and who was so vulgar that he would often steal my honey-stained underwear to masturbate. Now, I am proud of the endless stream of bizarre ideas he comes up with to humiliate me, and I even secretly crave his revenge, hoping to make up for the maternal love he has lost because of me. I will never forget the first time on QQ, when he forced me, completely naked, to open a video chat, and that girl's scream: a string of purplish-red beads, like grapes, slowly bloomed from my softness under his guidance, like lewd flowers blooming with dew. I don't know why she didn't turn off the video; her flushed face stared blankly at me, exhausted from being played with, panting heavily, uttering lewd moans she couldn't imagine, watching my flat, white abdomen convulse under her

gaze , watching the shameful sweetness that witnessed me floating in heaven. Beauty burst forth

… At that moment, Li Hua suddenly opened a public video chat website. Completely naked, I was like a pitiful lamb, exposed to the gazes of more than a dozen wolves. I frantically covered my

most shameful and private parts, my panicked and embarrassed appearance only adding to the novelty and stimulation. Extreme shame brought me to the brink of collapse, and yet, amidst those contemptuous and fiery gazes, I once again reached the pinnacle of pleasure…

After taking a shower, I lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. Could it be that sex really is a woman's paradise of depravity…?

Li Hua's room was the largest of the several rooms on the second floor, and it faced southeast, receiving the best natural light. It seems a bit luxurious for a student still in school to use such a room, which shows how much his father and I dote on our only son. My indulgence of his lewd acts towards me has also allowed him to completely control my primal desires as a wife.

Every time my husband, Kai Chao, comes home, he tells me that after marriage, my beauty is like polished jade, even more dazzling. Actually, I know that besides my original dignified beauty, it's more about the mature, alluring charm of a married woman, like a delicate flower that has weathered a storm, shy and timid. After all, I could feel my own allure, my skin as smooth and white as velvet, and the thought of being able to let the younger Li Hua ravage my love so wildly made me feel as if

I were already in the sweetest love in the world. Moreover, I experienced a pleasure and intoxication that my husband could never give me, making it impossible for me to resist.

It was almost nine o'clock when I got up. Warm sunlight streamed into the kitchen. As I made coffee, I wondered: should I take off my underwear? Would he be angry if he found out I was wearing underwear? Back in the living room, I took off the sheer lace panties again. As I held them in my hand, I glanced at the third-floor window across the street. For some reason, lately I've been feeling peeping from that window. You see, in the sunlight, my delicate body is completely exposed under that thin, cicada-wing-like nightgown. My heart, filled with a mixture of fear and desire, began to stir restlessly.

There really was a shadowy figure moving in the window across the street. I was usually naked, crawling like a dog in the living room while Li Hua lewdly abused me—would anyone see that? Feeling utterly ashamed, I wanted to hide in my room when I heard the doorbell ring. I went to the door and peeked through the small hole. My heart pounded. Li Hua and his mother, Yu Xuan, were standing outside. I didn't have time to think about Yu Xuan. As I frantically pulled on my underwear, Li Hua had already entered the room. His lewd gaze made me tremble uncontrollably. "Auntie looks so sexy today." A sudden tightness gripped my chest; my two soft mounds were already under his arm, my two white rabbits struggling pitifully and helplessly… "Let go,"

he chuckled, forcefully squeezing my two engorged nipples. "Who told you to wear pants? Take them off right now. If my mom hadn't come, you wouldn't even be allowed to wear these pajamas. Do you hear me?" My mind went blank again. "No way! What would your mom think of me like this? Don't mess around." With a tearing sound, the pants were ripped to shreds and fell to the ground. A fire burned within me. I started making excuses for my frivolous and lewd attire when meeting guests…

Up to now, I hadn’t truly faced Li Hua’s biological mother. Seeing me dressed like this, which was practically naked, what would her typical upper-class, socially conscious mother think of me? My face flushed. I knew she doted on Li Hua, but would she suspect anything about me and Li Hua…? At this point, I was still naively thinking, unaware that from the moment she walked in, I had already entered a shameful hell from which I could not extricate myself and willingly succumb.

Yu Xuan seemed more arrogant than usual, as if I had done a great favor by being able to live in such an upscale neighborhood, and her arrogant attitude was blatantly displayed before me. Perhaps it's because one feels vulnerable when all their private parts are exposed that they feel vulnerable; I lowered my head, unable to meet her disdainful gaze. I busied myself preparing food in the kitchen, while Li Hua relentlessly harassed my defenseless, vulnerable space. My body began to succumb to the waves of sensual pleasure that felt both hellish and heavenly.

The round table was laden with food, but I had no appetite whatsoever, only a feeling of extreme fullness in my stomach. Because Li Hua's hands kept rudely intruding into my overflowing abyss of desire, I could see my pajamas completely lifted up to my waist in a lewd display when I looked down. "No!" I cried out inwardly, my juicy buttocks swaying and dodging. Yu Xuan looked at me strangely. "Your figure is too good, hehe, no wonder this old geezer is bewitched by you, you vixen. Just look at your slutty face." The humiliating scene left me speechless. We were almost twenty years apart in age, but our appearances were vastly different. Yu Xuan was like any other ordinary middle-aged woman; in men's eyes, she was no longer the kind of woman who was attractive. However, she always exuded a sense of superiority towards her peers, that is, women of the same age, because she wore expensive clothes and accessories.

Her previous sarcastic remarks were probably just a result of jealousy over my youthful, beautiful, and cute figure. But now, there was a clear sense of smugness in her tone. A sudden chill ran down my spine. Had Li Hua told her about our affair? What would become of my standing in this family?

If Yu Xuan knew, what would Kai Chao think? Had they planned this all along to kick me out of the house? There was no reason for him to remain silent, and she would surely say, "You seduced our son." But Li Hua—would he really tell her all this? No! He definitely would. I tried to reassure myself.

But when Yu Xuan elegantly pulled a stack of photos from her handbag, I was utterly devastated. They were all images of Li Hua toying with me, images too gruesome to bear. I knew that from this moment on, my fate would be entirely in the hands of this woman.

At my insistence, she put on the same pink lace panties under her black silk pleated skirt. Even without close inspection, the outline of the panties was clearly visible. Underneath her tight white shirt, she wore no bra, the two protrusions unmistakably revealing the emptiness beneath. "You have a lewd streak inside you. Don't you like being seen? Why are you wearing panties?" Yu-hsuan mocked me. Anyway, wearing panties was better than nothing, especially since I was going to Li-hua's student council meeting today, a large gathering. I comforted myself. Deep down, I was filled with anticipation that many people would peek into my private parts, and a constant surge of pleasure coursed through my body. And what else can I do besides listen to her now? I'm still hoping that Yu Xuan won't tell Kai Chao about this. "It's okay if you don't tell, we'll see how you behave later." I can only cling to this last straw.

I remember when I was in kindergarten, maybe because I was cute, a teacher would call me to her room almost every day during nap time and ask me to take off my pants to show her. At first, she said my pants were so pretty and she wanted to make one for her daughter too. She measured me down with a tape measure. Later...

it continued until I started elementary school, and I never dared to tell anyone.

Li Hua's school wasn't too far from our neighborhood. I walked ahead, and the two of them were whispering something not far from me. An elderly man who cleaned the neighborhood garden kept glancing up at me. Luckily, I didn't run into anyone I knew. I quickened my pace and walked onto the street. Although I felt embarrassed by my shameful attire, my demeanor, my graceful gait in high heels, and my overall presence still drew stares from many people. After what felt like half an hour, I finally entered Lihua's classroom. Lihua sat at my desk, and Yuxuan sat in the row behind us. Finally, I could sit down. I breathed a sigh of relief. When I was exchanging pleasantries with the homeroom teacher earlier, her astonished gaze made me wish I could disappear into the ground. I heard her whisper behind me, "I never imagined Lihua would have such a young and sexy mother."

First, the principal spoke on stage. I clapped along with the fifty or sixty parents below, but I didn't really hear what he was saying. Now, another teacher went up and gave a long speech. I sensed that Li Hua, sitting to my right, was getting restless again, glancing at my beautiful face, which he considered under his control, every now and then. It was a lewd look that drove me crazy and was all too familiar to me.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. Li Hua, sitting next to me, actually reached over and, under the table near my knees, began to stroke my thigh. I pretended to be nonchalant as I drank my tea, then put my right hand under the table and grabbed his hand. My white pleated skirt was already rolled up halfway up my thigh. I tried to remove his hand, but he held onto my thigh tightly. Instead, he forcefully stroked the inside of my thigh. My expression must have been terrible, my eyes revealing barely concealed panic and unease.

"What's wrong?"...A parent in front of me turned around and asked. "

Um...nothing..."

I mumbled a reply, but Li Hua still wouldn't let go.

He continued to stroke the innermost part of my thigh, kneading the soft, delicate skin. I felt a slight dizziness and quickly covered his hand with the corner of the tablecloth. This left me no choice but to let him do as he pleased. Li Hua leisurely stroked this mature and alluring body, slowly sweeping across her elastic and full thighs, without any of his previous eagerness. He wore a conqueror's smile, as if savoring his prey. Seeing my terrified face, my reluctance to call for a stop, and my tacit approval of his fondling of my body under the table, he must have been ecstatic. Cruelly, he reached for my underwear at the waistband and pulled it down. "Don't go too far!" I whispered a warning. But he ignored me. He pulled the underwear down to my inner thighs.

I trembled involuntarily, my body reflexively twisting. After two or three more tugs, the underwear was finally completely pulled down to my thighs.

I tried hard to appear nonchalant, but my face began to stiffen. I was thankful I'd found a seat two rows back. I gritted my teeth, enduring the shame and shock of not wearing underwear in front of so many classmates and parents—a truly indescribable experience. Li Hua slowly pulled his underwear down to his knees, then casually pretended his handkerchief had fallen to the ground. As he bent down to pick it up, he pulled the underwear down from his high heels and put it in his pocket. Then he placed his hand on my soft area and slowly caressed it. I couldn't help but tilt my head back; in the tense, breathless feeling, my mature body seemed to hold a sense of anticipation. Why I felt this way, I couldn't explain. At least until yesterday, I hadn't betrayed Kaichao willingly, especially since my life was happy and fulfilling; I had no reason to rebel against my husband. It was all because of that woman sitting behind me, watching the spectacle, I thought bitterly. My fingers slowly slid into the narrow crevice.

Ugh… I gasped, involuntarily bringing my legs together. The pleasure of those light touches made even my knees go numb. Open your legs!… Lihua pulled at my pubic hair, spreading my thighs from the inside. My whole body trembled, my legs involuntarily and slowly spreading apart. The more shy I became, the more my sexual desire surged and intensified. Especially with the manipulation of his fingers, my heart pounded more and more violently, making it increasingly difficult to breathe. My body felt like it was burning, as if it were about to melt, and with each caress of those fingers, a turbulent undercurrent surged within me. The fear of being discovered by those around me made my very soul feel like it was about to fly to the heavens. He increasingly ruthlessly opened the pitiful, trembling garden of divine honey, and then his middle finger slowly sank into that moist entrance. Warm nectar continuously flowed out, enveloping the malicious fingertip. Deep within my body, it felt as if I were being swallowed by molten lava, growing hotter and hotter, sending waves of indescribable, strange sensations crashing over me. One moment it felt like pain, the next it was accompanied by a pleasurable, tingling itchiness. The ebb and flow of these sensations spread throughout my body, and my soul seemed to drift away with them. It felt as if a part of my flesh was slowly melting away, a warm, pleasurable sensation mixed with a ticklish itch, an inexplicable desire surging within me, and reason slipping away in the throes of this sensation. "...Are you hot?

" The person in front of me kept turning around to look at me with concern. My heart skipped a beat, and I looked up, taking the opportunity to insert my fingers deep into the entrance. Suppressing the groan that threatened to escape my throat, I tried my best to hold back, my face flushed red, attracting attention. "No...no...it's nothing...

" I said, gritting my teeth, even the toenails on the inside of my high heels curling.

"Wearing such revealing clothes, are you feeling unwell?" Yu Xuan asked sarcastically from behind. From where she was sitting, she could definitely see most of my exposed buttocks. "It's okay," I said, forcing a smile, my jaw trembling. Seeing my shy, schoolgirl-like appearance, several people couldn't help but laugh, while only Yu Xuan curled her lips, her eyes slanted in disdain. At this moment, I couldn't hear what was being said on the podium.

Finally, the people in the classroom began to disperse in twos and threes. Freed from Li Hua's fingers, I straightened my skirt and stood up. The vaguely visible honey garden made me feel ashamed. Now I was afraid of people's attention, but the fact that I was the center of attention wherever I went made me even more panicked. When I tried to walk, I found that even my knees felt weak and powerless. The feeling after leaving the school gate was even more different. Still immersed in the lingering sensuality, my shell-like flower lips were shrunkenly hidden under my pleated skirt. The hem of her skirt cascaded down, revealing her marble-like thighs that shone with a beautiful, dazzling light. From her knees upwards, her inner thighs seemed to beckon passersby to peek into her hidden secrets. Walking on ordinary streets, a gust of wind made her hips feel as if they were about to be lifted up. Climbing stairs and overpasses was different; those below could clearly see the secrets beneath her pleated skirt. Watching the crowds below, her exposed erogenous zones suddenly sprouted, oozing with a spiderweb-like sheen of desire…

As she walked towards Golden Street, many men stared at her miniskirt and my beautiful, blushing face.

“So many people are looking at you; you’re quite the classy beauty,” Yu Xuan mocked from behind. Li Hua wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing close, his hands stroking her from her pleated skirt upwards. My face flushed crimson with embarrassment. He casually rolled up his miniskirt again, revealing half of my beautiful, white buttocks beneath the black silk skirt. "Don't do that, someone will see!" I pleaded softly, leaning my face against his shoulder. "You won't mind, will you? Don't you like it when people look?" I swallowed hard. "But there are so many people, I'm so embarrassed." He pinched my buttocks hard, and I trembled all over. "Please, Lihua, there are people everywhere here." And because I was standing on the top step of the stairs, people coming up from below instinctively glanced at the top of my shapely thighs. Although the skirt wasn't short, it couldn't hide the deepest part of my thighs; both men and women couldn't help but look. Although I was used to the shock of shame, it was replaced by an even more intense surge of pleasure from the desire to be seen in my most lewd places. The nectar between my thighs slowly seeped out, and the trembling of my legs couldn't stop my low, labored breathing.

My heart longed for this shameful scene to end soon, yet like a child who had just experienced the thrill of clitoral sex, I feared it would all suddenly disappear. The shameful exposure had completely lost me in a distorted pleasure. Floating down the overpass, we went into the McDonald's next door. Li Hua pulled me to a seat by the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street. People passing by were so close, it was like a stone's throw away. He lifted my silk skirt up to my flat stomach, revealing my dew-kissed, honeyed garden to passersby. The people who had been behind us stared in astonishment at this scene of boundless spring, one child even kneeling down. In the aisle, a young boy looked at us with curiosity. The sight sent shivers down my spine. The sudden pleasure left me stunned. The flames of desire ignited, and I wanted to cry out, "Oh no, don't look! Don't do this! Close your eyes!" Though my heart pleaded so earnestly, the uncontrollable cracks in my skin kept secreting shameful fluids. The surge of pleasure intensified the atmosphere. A child ran over, pressed his face against the glass, and stared in a daze at the magical sight beneath my skirt. Li Hua reached down to my chest and unbuttoned my white shirt, causing my two bouncy breasts to tremble slightly and peek out, my nipples standing erect with excitement. I cried out from my chest, trying to cover myself with my shirt. The bright light emanating from my chest was intense during lunch break; the streets were filled with office workers. People passing by whispered amongst themselves, their eyes fixed on my alluring, seductive breasts, as if they wanted to lick them. I ignored their strange looks and the pleasure surging within me. Amidst the onlookers, I no longer felt beautiful, no longer felt my figure was perfect. Every gesture I made didn't reveal elegance,

but rather obscene and shameful details. My soft hair, though partially obscuring my face, revealed... The shameful exposure stripped me of my sense of shame and dignity once again, but only today did the desire hidden deep within my heart finally erupt.

The deeper the shame, the deeper and stronger the pleasure it evoked! The unbearable shame ignited once more, and pleasure, like five horses galloping, carried the wild sensuality and lust within my body, rushing in all directions. I didn't know where I was; under the gaze of everyone, the blood in my body flowed abnormally. Accompanied by unbearable shame, I didn't know whether I was at home or in front of a crowd. Standing naked, I basked in the caress of those strange, mesmerizing gazes. Nectar

flowed softly, ceaselessly, my entire body trembling irregularly. This rare pleasure gradually distanced me from reason and shame, leaving only the instinct to pursue pleasure and lust—the more wanton, the happier? An intense pleasure and warmth, originating at the tip of my bud, spread like an electric shock from my pelvis throughout my body. My fingers, back, and thigh muscles trembled slightly. I felt a sense of "falling" or "opening up," like mild labor pains. I enjoy the involuntary contractions and trembling of my genitals; it's a characteristic of near-climax. I feel a daze and a temporary loss of consciousness, an incredible pleasure, and a post-orgasmic exhaustion. When the child's mother came to drag him away, my most primal desire gushed forth. Honey-like fluid bloomed on the glass like flowers, rushing like a torrent. I suddenly experienced intense spasms throughout my body, my soul following suit, falling into a hellish orgasm. The last memory in my lost state was the woman's disdainful gaze.

Yu Xuan wasn't leaving for two days. Kai Chao knew she was here and called me to say she was taking an afternoon flight back.

Yu Xuan seemed quite satisfied with my performance yesterday; it seemed she wouldn't tell Kai Chao about my embarrassing moments. In her eyes, I was just a lustful woman easily controlled by her. If Kai Chao were to find another woman, it would be detrimental to her.

It was already evening, and the living room was brightly lit. After dinner, Yu Xuan and Kai Chao were discussing Li Hua—smoking, getting into fights, and his severely declining grades. I was in the kitchen with beer and food when, like a ghost, Li Hua suddenly appeared: "Aunt Qian, you look so beautiful in that blue robe. Let me see what you're wearing underneath." I quickly pulled the front of my robe tighter. "Pull open your robe, let me see." "

Don't be so intrusive, your dad just got back," I whispered, refusing. "Hurry up!" The sinister voice wasn't loud, but it felt deafeningly loud in my ears. I glanced at the living room, lowered my head, and with trembling hands, slowly unbuttoned my robe. The knee-length robe naturally slit in the sides, revealing glimpses of black underwear. "Huh, it's black. Pull it open a little more, I want to see more clearly." "...I pulled the robe's straps down to my armpits." The underwear was black too. His eyes lit up: "I never imagined you'd look so sexy in black lingerie, Aunt Qian." "Lihua, let's play again tomorrow, okay?" His

hand curiously touched my chest. My freshly washed black hair covered half my face, cascading down to my full breasts. "Don't be silly." "So... is it because you're going to make love with Daddy tonight?" He smirked.

"N-no... I don't know..." My face flushed. "Seeing Aunt Qian looking so alluring, there's probably no one who wouldn't want to make love, right? Okay... if you want to, then do it, but don't turn off the video, I want to watch." I listened to him as I entered the living room. Hearing the last sentence, I felt a little dizzy. My husband, who was drinking beer and watching the football broadcast on TV, looked at me strangely, only then realizing that the drawstring of my robe was still on.

As soon as we entered the bedroom, Kai Chao pulled me close and embraced my slender waist from behind. He brushed aside my wavy hair and pressed his lips to my ear.

Ugh… I couldn't help but tremble. Kai Chao's caresses were as mechanical as ever, but a light kiss couldn't immediately evoke a surge of pleasure. Perhaps it was related to Li Hua's teasing earlier. His hand slipped under my robe, pulling it open to my thighs.

Ah… wait… wait a minute… I twisted my body, trying to stop his hand.

I couldn't wait any longer.

He turned me around, and my lips were sealed again. Our lips alternately sucked on each other as he unbuttoned the front of my robe. I desperately tried to stop his hand. The thought that Li Hua was watching our live sex act from the next room filled me with shame, making me want to turn off the video.

They could see it from outside.

My husband was still intently kissing me, reaching down to pull the window shut.

Ah…it's a bit hot, maybe we should turn off the light…Okay! He casually switched off the switch by the bed, and all the lights in the room went out at once. However, the small lamp on the table remained lit. His hands were already eagerly taking off his robe.

But I was perfectly aware that Li Hua was definitely watching us on video. Even with only the small lamp on, he could still see very clearly.

Looking at my body, clad only in a bra and panties, he couldn't help but kiss my lips again.

Tonight was wonderful! He whispered sweet nothings, gently kissing my ears, neck, and hair with his tongue and lips.

Ugh…ugh…intense pleasure slowly flooded my mind. I began to moan softly, shy yet explicit.

The more I thought about Li Hua watching, the more it stimulated the pleasure within me.

He licked both my ears, my face contorted, and my legs gradually went weak. He unhooked my bra and pulled down the straps. Instinctively wanting to cover my bulging breasts, Kai Chao's throat gurgled. Deeply attracted by the lines of my body, even though we had been married for over two years, I still felt a shy timidity when exposed naked in front of him, which only aroused his tenderness. He brought his lips to my nipple, his tongue lightly kissing along the areola. My body seemed to be an erogenous zone; usually, Kai Chao would kiss my entire breasts like this, but today, surprisingly, my reaction to his gentle nibbling was weaker. While biting the nipple, his fingers slid down to my lower abdomen, inside my daring black pantyhose, kneading my full buttocks. I felt pleasure from my husband's touch, yet also shy. He knew that my desire had been aroused by the body he had played with and watched over for the past two years. Therefore, his hands were unwilling to leave my body, especially since I had only been home once in so long. He carefully licked each of my toenails. Ugh... Ha... The inside and edges of my ears, all the way down to my chest, are my sensitive spots.

"Ah... Ah..." The thought of Li Hua peeping sent waves of pleasure through my body. My thighs trembled uncontrollably, and my juices were so abundant that they even soaked my pantyhose.

With rapid breaths, my lips moved from between my toes, down my knees, and down to the edge of my underwear.

I felt uneasy. Although my body so intimately enjoyed my husband's techniques and caresses, and we hadn't been together for so long, I couldn't say I wasn't looking forward to tonight's pleasure, but the way passion was ignited tonight felt so different. It was as if Li Hua, the one peeping next door, was the one controlling my desire. Kai Chao's technique was no different from usual. The main reason I was more sensitive than usual today was probably because I was aware that someone was watching me, which made me feel nervous.

Even after more than two years of marriage, my figure hadn't changed at all in his eyes. My appearance, temperament, and my slender figure, which I'd always been proud of, still captivated him. My skin was still as delicate and smooth as ever, but the increasing warmth and allure made him gasp, "Ah...ah..."

His chest heaved, and his whole body trembled. At the top of my already wet garden, pink nipples stood erect, as if welcoming his caresses. He became even more excited. These thighs, this flesh, this beauty, and the elegant yet shy demeanor, the agonizing cries, the alluring pose of her disheveled hair, and the seemingly expectant cleavage—all these fueled his excitement. His tongue arrived as expected. The sharp attack made my thighs tremble violently. The tip and inner side of my clitoris were relentlessly assaulted. Secretions seeped out incessantly from the stimulation. A mysterious, elusive serpent seemed to slither through the warm, narrow space. My legs parted, as if eagerly thrusting forward to fully receive her. The serpent and the nectar intertwined. Perhaps because of my beauty and excellent figure, Kai Chao always watched without tiring as my body succumbed to his ministrations; this was a crucial process for him. Perhaps it was related to his age and his philandering. After much anticipation, he finally entered. A wet hymen tightly enveloped and clung to his manhood.

Pleasure surged, her thighs extending to her toenails. With my hands on Kai Chao's neck, I ignored Li Hua's disapproving look, letting my husband slowly guide me to the peak of pleasure. My nails dug into his shoulders. The impending explosion of desire had me completely lost in the moment, thrusting my hips against his abdomen to press closer.

Ah… finally, his throbbing member released its passion. I thrust my hips back, rubbing against him, letting out joyful moans.

So good! Kai Chao pressed his lips to Li Hua's again, expressing his love. I remained nestled close to him, reluctant to let go. A shy thought crossed my mind: Would Li Hua be angry at my wild behavior? Would he punish me even more severely?

The next day was Sunday. Because of last night's revelry, I didn't get up until ten. Opening the bedroom door, I found the living room bustling with activity. Kai Chao was excitedly discussing something fun with a manager from the company, while the driver, Lao Wang, sat chuckling nearby. Yu Xuan was on the sofa, manicuring Li Hua's nails.

"Oh dear! Why did you bring fruit?" Kai Chao said, gesturing for me to take the fruit to wash. Avoiding Li Hua's gaze, I took the fruit into the kitchen.

"Don't think I'll let you win just because you gave me a gift. Don't blame me if you lose today!"

"No... don't look down on me. I studied mahjong with a master for months to get here. It's hard to say who will win or lose." Their laughter came from the living room.

When I went out to deliver fruit, Li Hua winked at me. I pretended not to see him and went into the kitchen. But suddenly I felt a chill on my buttocks. A hand was indecently lifting my robe from behind. Li Hua followed me in. "Aunt Qian, you looked so lewd yesterday. How many orgasms did you have?" He whispered in my ear, saying some filthy nonsense. I immediately reached out and pushed Li Hua's hand away. But he pinched my buttocks through my underwear with a mocking touch, as if he wanted to hurt me.

"Ugh... your dad's coming in," I said, enduring the pain, and pushed his hand away again.

"Qian, we're playing mahjong, can you pour some tea..." Kai Chao called from outside. My heart was pounding fiercely. I answered with a sound of agreement and busied myself.

"Eh..." Suddenly, Li Hua hugged my two soft breasts from behind, making me exclaim.

"I had a really long night last night, but Aunt Qian, you only cared about enjoying yourself. You tell me, how should I punish you?" As he spoke, his lips kissed the inside of my ear.

"No... you can't now..." I tried to stop him sternly in an adult tone.

"Are you angry?" His eyes seemed to have a sad dimness, and my heart softened.

"Please don't do this at home."

"Do you hate me doing this to you?" There was a hint of grievance in his tone.

"Not now." I stubbornly insisted.

Perhaps not expecting me to refuse, his face contorted. In his heart, did he consider me his lover? Did he always believe that my body and heart should belong to him? How could that be!

"You hate me."

"I hate doing this when your dad is here, Lihua." I tried to remove his hand that was still squeezing.

"Don't you like this feeling too? That day at McDonald's in front of so many people, didn't you have an orgasm?"

"..."

I lowered my head, blushing all the way to my ears. When Kaichao was home, I always acted like a well-behaved schoolchild in front of him. How could this be…

“Alright! Now I need to know if you really listen to me.” Li Hua’s voice suddenly turned icy.

He quickly lifted her black nightgown, and in my panic, I held the hem of the garment down.

“Take your hands off me,” he shouted, and I immediately let go.

The nightgown was rolled up, revealing white lace-trimmed thongs clinging tightly to my thighs. The narrow lines sunk deep into my buttocks.

"You said you'd listen to me no matter what? Didn't I tell you you're not allowed to wear underwear?" He scolded me loudly, probably because he heard Kai Chao and the others go into the mahjong room next to the living room.

"I... I didn't have time to take them off..."

"I don't want to hear your explanation."

He forcefully pulled my thong up until it was deep inside my crotch, then pulled it to the side, the elastic thong pitifully deformed. His hand skillfully reached down, then placed his fingers in front of my eyes, gently stretching the evidence of my sweet desire into slippery silver threads. With a soft "squeak," my face turned red to the roots of my neck, and my porcelain-white buttocks involuntarily began to squirm. Li Hua took the opportunity to nimbly pull off the thong and put it in his pocket.

The black nightgown was pushed up to her trembling, high breasts, while her lower body, like that of a newborn baby, exposed her abdomen and buttocks. In her own kitchen, wouldn't it seem particularly lewd and suggestive?

My hands didn't stop; quickly, I placed the teacup on the plate and brewed another cup of coffee—for Yu Xuan. Right now, I had no choice but to please her. I turned to look at Li Hua.

"Help me pull my skirt down."

"Just like that," he playfully commanded.

"Too...too embarrassing!" He gave my plump buttocks a hard slap. I had no choice but to carry the plate out of the kitchen.

I stumbled out, followed by Li Hua, who swarmed around like a bloodsucker. One hand was deep inside his robe, greedily kneading my soft breasts, while the other caressed the narrow cleft of my buttocks. His blatant fondling shocked me, yet inexplicably ignited a fire of lust within me. This guy seemed to be increasingly adept at understanding my weaknesses, and it seemed that through Li Hua's touch, he was discovering even more sensitive new frontiers within me. To put it more clearly, his perverse methods and willful actions made me unconsciously forget myself, unaware of the danger I was in, naturally and shamelessly indulging in a deep abyss of pleasure from which I could not extricate myself.

The endless pleasure of the past few days, day and night, still lingered within me, like a TV drama, endlessly repeating. This feeling was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.

My breasts were bursting with color, the two buds struggling to push outwards, while my legs were already hot and wet with desire.

Sunlight streamed in through the window again. If someone across the street saw this strange posture, would they find it comical and laugh? His lips kissed my smooth neck, making me dizzy and intoxicated.

"They'll find it strange if it takes this long," he chuckled mischievously.

The unreasonable and savage fingers had increased from one to two. And he was even breathing into my ear.

"Ugh..." I deliberately walked with my feet together, just in case my husband or someone else came into the hallway, so I could easily cover up. Otherwise, everything would be over. But Li Hua, seemingly oblivious, continued his relentless and shameless fondling of my already dew-covered, unguarded secret place.

"Please...please...stop!" As we approached the guest room door, I heard the sounds of mahjong being played and people talking inside. I gasped and pleaded softly. He seemed not to hear me, rolling up his sweater even further, pulling it all the way to his armpits, while his other hand kneaded and plucked it more forcefully. My two little white rabbits struggled in vain, but they couldn't escape the fate of being covered in saliva. Li Hua's one hand was focused on combing the already soaked downy hair, while his middle finger began to explore and savor the bright spring valley.

"Ugh... Ugh..." The coffee on the plate rattled, and I desperately tried to suppress a sound.

"It's already so wet..." His fingers moved smoothly inside the crevice, and a sweet sensation followed. The opening felt like a volcano was erupting, and I gasped for breath in anguish.

At this moment, I had to admit that desire, initiated by Kai Chao, had spread like wildfire under the guidance of this little devil. The most primal flames, suppressed deep within a woman's body, once ignited, would be difficult to suppress, no matter how much rationality one possessed. My eyes were wet, my expression hazy.

"You go in first. Come back soon,"

he said, hastily adjusting my robe and taking a piece of fruit from the plate. Looking at him with a mixture of love and hate, my face flushed, I opened the sliding door and went in. I tried to suppress the excitement in my chest; a warm flow was trickling down my thighs where I wasn't wearing underwear, making me even more uneasy.

Thankfully, everyone's attention was focused on the card table. They didn't notice my embarrassing state at all.

"I'll go get some fruit from the fridge," I said, and immediately left the room. As soon as I closed the sliding door, the guy hiding beside me grabbed me from the front and hugged me tightly.

"Ooh..." I immediately felt an electric current of pleasure surging through my entire body.

Normally, I wouldn't react so intensely, but now I seem to be acting strangely. My desire is surging fiercely, as if it's impatiently awaiting caresses. Is it because there are so many people behind the door, and I'm afraid of being seen? Li Hua skillfully exposes my entire breasts and the pubic area beneath my nightgown again, my smooth, white buttocks exaggeratedly pushed back, and my whole body begins to tremble uncontrollably. The thought that I, a married woman, am being played with like this by Li Hua, who calls me her stepmother, and that this is happening in my own home, separated only by a sliding door, with so many husbands present, fills me with indescribable shame. The flower of lust quietly blooms.

The woman's most private and intimate parts were thus laid bare in the corridor, but the undeniable fact was that the flames of greed burning within her burned even more fiercely. The erection of her nipples and the constant flow of sweet juice from her vulva indirectly proved my yearning for humiliation. My brow furrowed in distress, I breathed heavily, deeply reflecting on the humiliating and despicable thing I was doing. But humiliation or despicable it may be, the gates of pleasure had been opened, leaving only helpless resignation to the raging inferno of pleasure. When I came out, I had left a small gap in the sliding door, hoping someone might come out and notice, but now it seemed ineffective. The clattering sound of shuffling cards next door only added to the excitement. Tilting my head, gritting my teeth to suppress my moans, Li Hua relentlessly and unreasonably ravaged my helpless breasts, pleasure flowing down to my toenails. At this time of year, nearing midday, the sunlight unknowingly revealed the breathtakingly stimulating valley adorned with light grass, filling me with both shame and madness. My juices flowed out like nectar.

The pleasure mixed with shame intensified. Being played with in the hallway, just a door away from my husband's, and the constant threat of discovery, left me limp. My cherry lips parted slightly, my nose tilted upwards, and my waist arched. All of this revealed my greed and eagerness, and Li Hua quietly observed my expression. I felt incredibly proud that he could make me so excited by using his own hands. I blushed. "Hey! Let's go upstairs."

The sounds coming from inside the door made me uneasy. If this continued, I feared I would lose control of my emotions.

"Now, play with yourself for me," Li Hua whispered in my ear, bending down.

After a moment's hesitation, reason prevailed. The two soft, jade-like white rabbits, trembling with fear from being disturbed, felt heavenly to me even when touched. I glanced shyly at Li Hua; he was staring at my actions, as if his soul had left his body. I closed my eyes, and slender fingers slipped into the warm, moist swamp, immediately enveloping and entwining. A soft moan escaped my lips; the sensation was so exquisite that I couldn't control myself. My eyes, hazy and shy, gazed at Li Hua, then I inserted my middle and index fingers side by side. I was swept up in waves of pleasure, intending to suppress my burning desire through masturbation, but it had the opposite effect, intensifying my lust. Li Hua entered silently, more cautiously and slowly than usual. When his thick, full member reached the deep lava, my whole body began to tremble. Now, even the slightest movement from Li Hua was enough to make my skin feel as if it were melting. Her legs, spread open, uncontrollably curled around Li Hua's waist, a position she had never used even with her husband. But at the same time, she worried about Li Hua's movements, especially the increasingly intense and obvious sounds they produced, making it impossible for her to remain completely silent. Her body was more craving than she had imagined.

Li Hua was now still, but her juices continued to gush out like a spring. It was she who was becoming increasingly unable to restrain herself, almost unconsciously swaying her hips up and down. "Ooh..." No matter how much she tried to suppress her sounds, the sensitive area wrapped around Li Hua's waist, due to the in-and-out movements, produced so much juice that it made a squelching sound, making her blush! On one hand, I felt a tingling pleasure coursing through my body; on the other hand, I was ashamed of my shameful behavior, a complete betrayal of my husband. My actions were no different from those of a wild beast.

"Turn around, I want to come from behind." Although I was completely intoxicated, I desperately tried to maintain a shred of rationality.

"No...no...please..." "Don't you want me?" "But...but...now..." Without further ado, Li Hua turned me around.

His rough hands gripped my buttocks, kneading them forcefully. I felt my back, even every hair, engulfed in the flames of lust, excited and unable to extricate myself. Li Hua moved carefully up and down. Supporting myself with my elbows, I gritted my teeth and endured, trying not to make a sound. The different angle of entry rekindled a feeling of euphoria within me. My mind was filled with primal flames. As Li Hua kneaded and caressed me like rubber, I innocently writhed in response, my upper body arched back. A scream escaped my throat, and the roughly one-second intervals between thrusts ignited the fire within me, my full thighs trembling uncontrollably.

"Let's go somewhere else!"

I asked Li Hua coquettishly, afraid that I would lose control and cry out, which would be disastrous.

"I want it like this! I don't want us to be separated," he replied

, though he felt the same way, he was still hesitant. If we could just crawl like this, like a four-legged animal, it would probably be okay, he thought.

"Then... let's walk together."

"But... but that's probably not possible!" I hesitated after saying that.

"It's okay! If you want to stay here, that's fine too. I think it's good here." I gritted my teeth to keep quiet, but if I continued like this, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself anymore.

"I... let's go..." I said softly, slowly taking steps towards the exit. Li Hua's waist also began to move in sync. I couldn't help but cry out. With each small step, because our steps had to be coordinated, the friction of our delicate garden became more intense, and we had to be careful, afraid of slipping out.

Because of this, the sparks of excitement in my mind burst even more. When I crawled to the exit, my consciousness was almost blurred, especially my crawling posture, which was incredible. Reaching the door, he looked at the handle and said, "Wow, I'm afraid it's impossible!" His jeans rubbed against his smooth hands and feet, creating a tingling, itchy sensation.

"...Let's stay here!" Li Hua said, his body twitching.

"...No..." I strained with all my might, squeezing the gate shut to stop it. Although there was a sliding door in between, I could still hear the noise.

"Then...let's go again!"

Li Hua forcefully pounded on the closed gate, finally managing to open it. Reaching the main entrance, I shrank back in fear, but to get to the second floor, we had to pass through here. I gritted my teeth and stepped into the corridor. If my husband came out now, it would be terrible. The thought filled me with tension. Naturally, I quickened my pace, but my excessive haste only intensified the friction. The stimulation rendered me almost immobile.

I involuntarily groaned. If I didn't stop immediately—though that's what I thought—a fiery joy and intoxicatingly sweet pleasure made me unwilling to stop for even a moment. My flushed face contorted, and our lips met again. Every inch of my skin seemed to be immersed in sensual pleasure, like a wild horse, an uncontrollable fire of desire driving me mad.

"Hurry...please..." I pleaded with Li Hua, my face filled with ambiguity, unable to bear the torment. Just as I was anticipating that moment, Kai Chao's shout came from inside the room, and my body instantly stiffened. "Qian..."

Both of them turned around. Through the crack in the door, it seemed that Kai Chao stood up and walked out of the room. Chen Man's heart pounded wildly, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. "What is it?" Unexpectedly, Li Hua spoke up. But he immediately used his right hand to open the door to the bathroom next door. The two of them huddled together and stumbled into the bathroom. They were extremely nervous, as if they were fleeing.

He closed the bathroom door, still holding my buttocks tightly, collapsing onto the toilet seat as if about to collapse. The sound of my husband's slippery footsteps came from the hallway. "Hey... Qian, what are you doing?" His disgruntled voice seemed right next to my ear, but Li Hua's fullness was deeply buried within me, enveloped in the hot, sweet fluid, making me feel the stimulation even more intensely. Especially in this tense atmosphere, my excitement was amplified.

My husband approached the bathroom. To make matters worse, Li Hua twisted his waist even more violently, causing my abdomen and chest to heave like surging waves. Ascending his legs, I spread them wide, my groin constantly leaking fluid. My husband's voice suddenly drew closer to the bathroom. The area in front of the bathroom seemed to be blurred, like twinkling stars. The sound of Li Hua knocking on the door woke me up again. "Qian... are you in there?" Li Hua finally stopped twisting her waist slightly. "Yes! I'm here..." I replied, my voice trembling slightly, but Li Hua suddenly started twisting again. "Eh..." I couldn't help but make a soft sound, my limbs almost numb from the sudden excitement. "What's wrong with you?" I shook my head, unable to answer the question from outside.

Li Hua was still twisting her waist while rubbing my fair buttocks. The doorknob was pulled open, but it was locked and couldn't be opened. But I couldn't not answer. I stubbornly concentrated, "N-nothing..."

As I answered, I vaguely heard a shameful rubbing sound between my thighs, and a strong and obvious pleasure surged through my body. "Qian, could you pour me another cup of tea?" "Yes, darling..." At this moment, I completely lost my rationality, frantically moving my hips in rhythm with Lihua's movements. Kaichao was still nearby—though I thought this to myself, the indescribable pleasure was too much for me to bear. Lihua turned on the tap, letting the sound of running water fill the air. The constantly flowing fluids completely immersed my body in the sweet abyss of pleasure. My

flat stomach seemed to still be savoring the afterglow of the orgasm, twitching and trembling, and I let out a soft, coquettish sound. My knees were too weak to stand up. I finally reached my peak—I had completely betrayed my husband. I was doing something shameful right in front of Kaichao, separated only by a door. My whole body went limp, and my lips trembled at the thought. Li Hua grabbed my round, white buttocks. "Whose are these?"

"You already know, so don't make me say it again," I said stubbornly. "No! I have to tell you,"

Li Hua said, kneading them harder. I turned back to him with hazy eyes. "They're yours now!"

I said, biting my lip shyly.

A faint red glow appeared on the distant horizon, and wisps of smoke curled among the trees in the garden. Several elderly people were doing some kind of exercise I couldn't name. The father of the youngest son in the next house was chatting with the sanitation worker who was taking out the trash, occasionally glancing in my direction. Li Hua and Xiao Sanzi were having a blast playing with a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old kids who lived nearby. I wasn't sure if he could see the true state of my morning robe from his position. I wanted to retreat to the balcony, but I didn't move. I was completely naked under my pink, openwork, sheer morning robe. I liked this kind of attire; although it was a bit glamorous, it kept me feeling fresher than being completely naked. A woman who is alluring yet coy is the most sensual, harder to win over than a woman whose allure is written all over her face.

The breeze, as gentle as a lover's hand, caressed my alabaster-white skin, sending a shiver down my spine. A cool sensation ran through my crotch as my nightgown, just covering my buttocks, playfully rolled up and slowly slid down my porcelain-smooth bottom. Li Hua and his gang came running towards me, shouting.

Beneath the openwork nightgown, I could vaguely see not only smooth, white skin, but also the size and shape of two adorable white rabbits and their cherry-red nipples, even the glossy downy hair of her flat lower abdomen and private area. Even I felt a stirring of desire. I'd read in books that mature women are the most beautiful; the authors must have made very detailed observations of the female body. From my slender waist to my full hips, from my long thighs to my toes, I contorted myself into an S-shape, creating an indescribable sensuality.

Seven or eight middle school students, along with Li Hua and Xiao San, who were older than them, chattered into my yard, seemingly heading up to Li Hua's room to get something. This made me consider whether I should go back to my room to avoid them. In the past, Li Hua would only bring two friends home at most. I would naturally serve them water and tea, watching them call me Aunt Qian, their eyes unconsciously wandering over my naked body. This natural and comfortable exposure at home gave me a different kind of intoxication. But today, with so many people coming up, both physically and psychologically, it created an invisible pressure and challenge for me.

Whether it was the curious and fiery gazes, the tingling heat in my body from their stares, or the coaxing from Li Hua and the mistress, I found myself, almost unconsciously, donning a trench coat and following them downstairs. Only after leaving the courtyard did I realize the gravity of my mistake. The elegant young woman, rarely seen in the garden, the one others perceived as aloof and refined, was now appearing alluringly with a group of children early in the morning. The two elderly people resting in the gazebo stared at me with obvious longing. Beneath my trench coat were long, slender, white legs, and through the unbuttoned hem, I could vaguely see two soft, fragrant mounds of flesh bouncing slightly with my movements. As I walked past, the lewd gaze darted away, but I could still feel the burning heat of the stares fixed on my buttocks.

The children were playing their own games; two of them were playing badminton, while Xiao Sanzi brought over a pile of food. "Aunt Qian, what do you like to eat? Li Hua said you're going to Happy Valley with us later, is that true?"

His eyes darted unabashedly into my clothes. I laughed and said, "No way, Li Hua didn't tell me."

Several little boys surrounded me, scrambling for the food. I didn't dare sit down to get some, because sitting down would be like directly placing myself in the shameful situation of having my most intimate and lewd parts exposed to others. Just as I was feeling incredibly anxious, Li Hua's hand slipped inside my jacket from behind, pinching my soft buttocks and half-pushing, half-pulling me towards the edge of a distant garden. It was farther from the crowds, but just across a green belt was the main street. Luckily, it was early morning and not many people were around, though cars were still occasionally passing by.

"Sit down, no one will notice," Li Hua said, taking off his trench coat and laying it on the grass. His nimble hands then ventured into forbidden territory. My entire private area was now under his control.

"Li Hua actually wants to play with me here?" I almost doubted my own eyes. In fact, Li Hua was naturally and skillfully teasing my slightly parted vulva. A powerful wave of shame sent a jolt through my body. A flickering flame ignited. "Aunt Qian looks so beautiful inside." Before the woman could even react, her hidden slit was forcibly parted into a V-shape by unreasonable fingers. "Not here!"

I shook my head violently, unable to bear being played with on the street, trying to close my eyes. But in that instant, I still saw my completely exposed pink, lewd body.

My body trembled involuntarily from the intense stimulation. Beads of sweat appeared on my forehead. "Lihua, let's go home and play," my weak voice was so soft I could barely hear it myself. The velvety opening, tightly shut, began to sway slightly from the relentless assault, and the tips of the petals trembled shyly, now fully exposed. A

faint, alluring fragrance, both sensual and enchanting, wafted from the grass. My face flushed crimson; perhaps a woman's shy expression is most beautiful, for reason and shame would soon dissipate like smoke. With heavy breaths, I arched my snow-white neck. Dewdrops clung to the velvet, and my secret lips were mercilessly parted, adding a touch of pitiful allure.

A cool breeze caressed the already damp area, usually so reserved, and the direct exposure of my secret place to the cool air made me almost faint with shame. My thighs spread wider and wider in proportion to the speed of my hand movements. A voice inside me was telling me to close my legs, but now I realized how much courage and determination it took to bring them back.

Hot liquid began to slowly seep out, and a groan escaped my lips against my will.

Angrily, she tried to clench her legs, struggling to lift one leg to rest on the other, but with a flick of Li Hua's fingers, she immediately returned to her original position. Her breasts, along with her openwork morning robe, were squeezed and kneaded. Her swollen buds, throbbing in the wind, struggled between the devil's fingers. Each failure sent a sweet numbness through her back, and in a daze, she heard herself uttering a cry like a bird in the forest.

"How could this be…"

Contrary to her shame, she felt a burning desire ignited in every corner of her body, her entire being going limp from being played with at this time and in this place.

"So I really am such a lewd girl!" This sudden realization sent a chill down my spine.

I could see a small car approaching in the distance. While enjoying the surging pleasure, I berated myself for having such lewd feelings.

My pink nipples trembled like springs at the slightest touch; my full yet delicate breasts huddled together, trembling in panic at the sudden, brutal assault. A soft, sweet moan echoed across the grassy area beneath the trees, and my fragile psychological defenses began to crumble. Now, every time Li Hua's fingers brush across my lips, I straighten my thighs and tremble from my calves to my toes, arching my back in a difficult position. Even the downy hair in the garden can't help but tremble.

"No...Lihua...not here..."

Her hair cascaded down in waves, but her eyebrows were furrowed in distress. She opened her tightly closed eyes a crack, revealing her pink morning robe piled lewdly on her navel, which resembled a small wine glass—a truly obscene and shocking scene. Several shadows could be seen approaching from the treetops, seemingly Xiao San and her group. I began to struggle desperately; how could I face anyone after they saw this? But Lihua grabbed me from the top of the crack... The pink pearl standing tall in the wind—I was lost again in this pleasurable aphrodisiac, unsure how to resist the intense sensation, surrendering as if enduring humiliation. The more I struggled, the stronger the perverse feeling became; my pupils probably dilated, convinced I was a prisoner of desire, unable to stop myself from falling into this intoxicating dream.

Meanwhile, the severely damaged canyon began to crack uncontrollably. At that moment, through the gaps in my loose hair, I noticed the stunned gazes of Xiao Sanzi and his group behind the bushes, as if watching… An unbelievable thing was happening, this dramatic and strange stimulation made my buttocks tremble as if electrocuted. Actually, their position wasn't very clear because Li Hua's body was blocking the view; at most, I could hear my lewd moans and the constant trembling of my two snow-white thighs. In my frenzy, my body was even wriggling and turning imperceptibly. I was startled by my own thought of wanting more people to see, and then they actually moved to the small tree. Behind the bushes, I could see more clearly the snow-white thighs of my vulva that were now facing them. My slightly parted lips and the barrier of my genitals began to overflow under their gaze. The soft, alluring flesh trembled irregularly with the movements of Li Hua's hands, and occasionally, a few glistening liquids would awkwardly squeeze out from between them. Primal desire burst forth like an egg breaking through its shell. Although I kept trying to close my legs, my weakness forced them to spread wider, and finally, I completely gave up on this effort.

"Ah...ah..."

I let out a soft, melodious cry like a little bird, and weakly twisted my hips. I completely exposed the gates of a woman's most primal desire to those peeping eyes.

Completely surrendering to the boundless, savage instincts of desire, I helplessly offered up my most primal fluids.

When the clitoris was once again captured, the trigger of pleasure was pulled, and the slightly parted slits of flesh finally bloomed fully. Lost in the moment, I could no longer distinguish whether the viscous fluid flowed out first, or the petals parted to the left and right. In

the roadside garden, peeping from a tree away, the petals overflowing with rich nectar emitted soft moans, like beautiful music. Thus, shamelessly and selflessly exposed myself before everyone. Deep down, a final struggle raged: "Ah…how could I let people see me like this…I'm so ashamed!"

But the nectar flowing ceaselessly from the opening, a testament to joy, seemed to mercilessly mock my thoughts.

I experienced an unprecedented, hurricane-like pleasure, and I couldn't find a better way to cope than to surrender.

The sky was getting brighter, and in the distance, a woman, probably on her way to buy groceries, was walking towards us. "God, please don't come any closer!" A burning sense of shame welled up inside me, but it couldn't awaken my yearning for extreme debauchery.

"...Someone's coming..." I gasped, but it was too late. "Shameless!" The woman fled. My face, contorted with shame, snapped back. A bomb exploded inside me, my hips trembled violently. "It's over," I thought to myself. I had actually climaxed because someone had seen me being played with.

Li Hua, as if knowing I was about to ejaculate, stopped what he was doing and stared intently. The girls behind the tree held their breath, their eyes wide, watching me as I reached my climax.

Pleasure and shame washed over me. So many people were watching me ascend to heaven. I panicked as that moment arrived, the pent-up desire erupting violently, my buttocks trembling with sobs.

I don't know if my spurting is what they call squirting, but at that moment, I felt like I was losing control of my bladder, which made me feel incredibly ashamed.

"Why is there so much, Aunt Qian? Did you pee...?"

Li Hua's palm was filled with the stuff I had just sprayed out. It kept dripping from between his fingers, making me want to disappear into a crack in the ground. After two or three waves of throbbing, my flat stomach went completely limp, as if I were about to faint. My navel occasionally convulsed, like I was enjoying the afterglow. Li Hua gently pulled the hair stuck to his forehead with his fingers. Looking at my tightly closed beautiful eyes, he asked, "Aunt Qian, are you alright?" At that moment, I was still lost in the colorful world of palace energy and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He touched my nostrils with his hand and suddenly called out softly, "Xiao San, come out, Aunt Qian has fainted." At the sound of rustling branches, several people jumped out. "Have you ever seen a woman pee?" I heard Li Hua asking. "I've seen my Qi Jia pee," he replied. "Go away, what's so interesting about that? Such a small girl, I mean an adult." No one answered him. A thought struck me, and I pretended to be genuinely unconscious. "Do you want to see?" "Yes, let us see!" Amidst cheers and shouts, Li Hua moved the thin veil aside, grabbed my feet, and pushed my disheveled legs towards his chest, making my two soft mounds into flattened balloons. Xiao Sanzi also came over to help him hold his other foot. Exhausted, I could only let that sacred territory be completely exposed. This position is truly cruel for a woman. If someone were to walk by, it would look as if I were grabbing my own legs and spreading my thighs, demanding to be admired. And because of this despicable posture, not only is the front cleft exposed, but even the pale chrysanthemums of the garden behind are completely obscured. Just thinking about how we would look lined up like this sends a chill down my spine, and a burning anticipation rises within me. Several hands reached into my robe, frantically grasping my trembling breasts and ignorantly kneading them.

"You sit in a row, blocking the way. If someone finds out, we'll go to jail," I heard the young woman whisper to the other children. "Hurry up, I'll be so embarrassed when it gets crowded at work." My shameless thoughts hadn't died down.

"Lihua, can I touch Aunt Qian's?" The mistress's hand greedily grasped at the soft, jade-like breasts, while the other hand moved downwards. Looking at her current position, through the gap in her eyelids, she could only see the honey-like fluid still clinging to the downy hair, like a field of seedlings flattened by a flood. She couldn't help but close her eyes in embarrassment.

Amidst the heavy breathing of the children, the alluring flesh was once again parted and displayed. Extreme shame caused my consciousness to be lost in this extremely stimulating temptation. The sensitive tender leaves wriggled ambiguously, and when the buds that had broken free of their grip in excitement were stimulated, a feeling of drowning pleasure swept over them from behind, traveling down to their waist and legs. The pleasure quietly began to creep in, starting from the tailbone area.

Between her parted thighs, I could smell the unique, embarrassing, rancid scent of a woman's secretions. A surge of heat rose from her chest as her breasts were completely swallowed by two mouths, sucked vigorously like a weaned infant. As if a button had been pressed, the shut-off gate began to open and close restlessly again. A sweet, numbing sensation carried me once more towards the peak of desire. At this moment, I couldn't imagine a more lewd scene. Lying on my back, legs wide open, my breasts being sucked, coupled with the gradually opening gate, this strange stimulation was two completely different sweet sensations compared to the climax I had just reached.

The mysterious crack was uncontrollably oozing silky liquid, captivating their gaze. In their eyes, this woman's pink forbidden zone held even greater mystery. The agate-colored bud was surrounded and attacked. The skin of the bud had already been peeled off, and its body began to wriggle slightly against its will. Lying on my back, I heard Li Hua call to Xiao San, "Try it, see if the water is sweet," as he scooped up some and wiped it on my navel. The inexperienced Xiao San, like eating watermelon, nibbled at the center of my burning desire.

My legs, stretched towards the sky, twitched uncontrollably. The smooth skin of my lower abdomen undulated like waves, and when my sensitive clitoris was touched again, my uncontrollable snow-white thighs clamped around his head, trembling. This only emboldened him to penetrate, this time even ravaging the mysterious bud inside. I twisted my snow-white buttocks slightly, trying to avoid this irritating tongue, only able to loosen my clamped thighs, afraid I would involuntarily make that beautiful sound and startle them.

"This thing looks just like an open mouth, so wide open, is it hungry and wants to eat?" A childish voice reached my ears, startling me. A smaller child took out a long strip of chocolate and put it into the constantly opening and closing crack. The strange stimulation made me jump with excitement, but the chocolate, which was only two-thirds of the way in, was snapped in two. Although it was melting because of the high temperature inside, this lewd act still surprised me and made me feel even more ashamed. Amidst the gasps, someone actually took out an egg.

As the egg slowly sank into the swamp, I heard Xiao Sanzi's father calling him from afar.

[The End]

My name is Murong Qian, I'm 25 years old. I possess a tall, dreamlike figure, youth, and beauty—a gift from heaven that all women envy. Three years ago, I married my husband, Kai Chao, who is 30 years older than me.

My husband spends nearly seven or eight months of the year flying around the world, while I live my unchanging, affluent, and comfortable typical upper-class life in this seaside neighborhood in Shenzhen. But unexpectedly, in less than six months, all of this was changed by my husband's son from his previous marriage, Li Hua. I don't know whether I should tell my husband what happened to me, and what the consequences would be if I did. For the past two years, besides humiliation, he's brought me a hidden pleasure deep within my heart. I don't know whether I should run away from him or continue to fall into that chaotic abyss with him. Today, he went to his mother's house in Guangzhou, a high-ranking official's home.

I felt a strange sense of loss. Secretly, I thought about writing down my shameful deeds on the computer. I don't even know if what I did shows my pathological state. The thought of writing down my past actions for many people to see inexplicably excites me, but I must password-protect my files so Lihua can't see them.

The restlessness of the city mirrors my mood. Watching the drizzling rain on Shennan Middle Road, a feeling of wanting to expose myself welled up in my mind, and I couldn't control myself. Perhaps the secretions from my genitals were the best proof.

I like thongs, I like the way the back strap digs into my buttocks, rubbing against my private parts. I like watching it get wet with my own secretions. I like thongs, I like how their narrow front can't contain my full and juicy breasts. I like how their thin fabric makes my labia minora glimpse.

The weather today is so oppressive that it makes me want to sleep; the languid sky seems to be filled with a kind of erotic scent. Some people call thongs "t-backs," and I like that name. I put on my favorite Shirley thong and a long pleated skirt. Grabbing an umbrella, I stepped out of the house. Raindrops occasionally playfully jumped into the umbrella, wetting my thin outer garment and slowly outlining my alluring curves. I deliberately walked across the grassy area of the neighborhood; under the gazebo, men secretly glanced at me. My heart suddenly raced; I loved men fantasizing about everything beneath my skirt.

The China World Trade Center is one of the larger shopping malls in Shenzhen, packed with people. The thought of exposing myself in front of so many people inexplicably excited me; the thrill of exposing my shame filled my mind, making me hesitant to move.

I went into the bathroom and tucked the back hem of my skirt slightly into my waistband, as if it were an unintentional oversight while using the toilet. This way, my beautiful buttocks could be legitimately exposed. This was a plan I'd devised at home, imagining what it would be like for men to see that narrow white stripe running down my backside. I hesitated before leaving the bathroom. The sink was low, and I had to bend over to wash my hands. The cool early summer breeze brushed against my buttocks, making me shiver involuntarily. There were many people sitting outside. I'm sure many saw me when I bent over.

How exciting! My thong was so narrow that it couldn't cover my hidden slit, the light pigmentation there—would that excite men? I heard men talking around me. "That woman's thong is so sexy." "Look, it looks wet." I imagined their shocked expressions. If the woman next to me wasn't there, would they pounce on me right now, tear off my underwear, and rape me? I pretended I didn't know anything and went to the mall, feeling several men behind me. I believed they were aroused. The climax gradually came, the secreted fluid spreading little by little in the crotch of my thong. Even without looking, I knew the wet patch was widening.

Until a little girl said to me, "Auntie, your skirt?"

When I got home, I found my thong was almost soaked through. In the midst of my exposed climax, under the hot shower, I fell asleep.

It takes courage to write this down. Please, don't berate yourself for this. I don't know. Is it all Li Hua's fault? Am I really that despicable and shameless? But I just can't resist the pleasure of exposing my body. I've tried to convince myself many times, but it's never useful.

When you expose your most private parts to strangers, the extreme shame brings you physical and mental pleasure that you'll never forget.

I like my own body; I should say I'm obsessed. Women are for men to see, including everything about their bodies. Am I narcissistic? I enjoy admiring my naked body in the mirror, seeing how alluring it looks. Zhu Deyong once said, "When a woman's body forms an S-curve, a man will walk towards her in a straight line." Looking at myself in the mirror? The exaggerated curve from waist to hips.

Half-lying on the sofa, legs spread apart. Feeling wet between my legs, I wet my fingers, put them in my mouth, and taste my own skin. I moan, like a dream, closing my eyes. I feel my body flying.

Touching my breasts, I yearn to be taken to the peak of pleasure by a man. Let myself become a man's plaything! But I can't muster the courage.

So tonight I went online.

In the sleepless nights, looking at the lights outside the window, a desire pervades me, quickly filling my restless heart!

Perhaps the dim streetlights make me even more alluring.

In front of the full-length mirror, I changed into what I considered to be the sexiest lingerie. I could feel my lower body swelling... The t-back tightly bound my body, making me succumb to the pleasure it brought me.

It was dark outside, and the evening breeze blew against my naked body. I trembled slightly, my heart trembling with the impending exposure. I went out onto the street; it was late, and there wasn't a soul in sight. For some reason, I felt disappointed. I wanted people to see my body, clad only in a thong under the black sheer fabric. I loved the surprised expressions on people's faces when they saw me. I swayed like a cat, my hips swaying, appearing exceptionally alluring—at least, that's what I thought. With each sway of my hips, the thin strap between my thighs rubbed against my genitals, producing secretions.

I loved how my shadow looked curvaceous under the streetlights. I pulled my panties up, making them sink deeper into my flesh. This made me even more lewd. Afraid of being seen, yet yearning to be seen. I wonder if I'll be violated if a man sees me? In the quiet night, only the sound of my seven-inch heels on the road can be heard. I'm already far from home, but I don't want to go back; the excessive secretions are almost making me collapse. My exhausted body, my excited heart, my naked flesh—everything seems so lewd. I like wearing high heels at this time; the thrill of being seen, the inability to escape, almost brings me to orgasm.

How can I expose myself if no one sees me? I know there's a hot pot restaurant ahead, where people eat late into the night. I know if I'm seen, it's all over, but the pleasure of exposing my body drives me towards it. I slowly approached. There were about seven or eight people eating hot pot. Mustering a courage I didn't know I found, I walked towards them. They noticed me, initially surprised, then immediately surrounded me, trapping me in the middle and mocking me, "Miss?

You like dressing like that?"...

Their words filled me with shame, and I desperately tried to escape.

Back home, I still couldn't calm down. With the help of an electric vibrator, I achieved a truly meaningful orgasm.

The bizarre and dazzling world of the internet dazzled me. I envied those girls; they had platforms to display their bodies. I didn't.

Mastercock, hardcore, group, shemale Lingerie… one word after another made my blood boil. Of all

porn stars, I like Kikowu the most, I like her willingness to do anything for what she loves. She is a woman who likes, or rather, adores, exhibitionism, she likes her complete nudity in broad daylight on the street.

I can't do that, although I really want to, but I'm afraid of the worldly gaze, the strange looks people give me.

I like the astonishment men show when they see naked flesh. I crave to be seen.

"Exhibitionist," I know I am, but I don't want to admit it. I want to be a woman like Kikowu. Real pleasure that is indescribable. I like depravity because it's an involuntary process, a state of freedom, a relaxation of body and mind after shedding rules and regulations, a subconscious desire. Falling into depravity is a kind of pleasure, a pleasure that is impossible and unthinkable in ordinary life. This pleasure is precious because it is simple.

Exposure is also a kind of depravity, and I like this kind of depravity.

It makes me linger on the edge of hell and heaven.

Thin bra straps, a short skirt that barely covers my buttocks, and transparent soft gauze material make me appear and disappear, completely releasing my sexiness. Semi-transparent silk fishnet makes me feel as if I am shrouded in a misty haze.

Tempting myself. Letting myself sink into exposure. A bedroom filled with CK perfume, me wearing "T-back". The waist-to-hip ratio is the gold standard for judging a woman's figure. I am only 0.74. I am confident, so I expose myself.

The neighborhood was shrouded in a hazy night, dimly lit. I strolled along the street, my short skirt, barely covering my buttocks, clinging tightly to my thong-clad body. What's more, the thong was fluorescent, clearly visible in the darkness. Nervousness, exhibitionist desire, and aroused body made me lose myself. My genitals were swollen, encased in the thong, revealing a shallow cleavage. I could feel the wetness spreading between my legs.

My empty body, my empty heart, needed something tangible to fill the void. I craved men more than ever before, craving their genitals that drove women wild. I craved their merciless, rough penetration. But I didn't have it, and so I felt empty. The presence of a strange man gives me a thrill, but also a sense of insecurity. I'm afraid of real, physical harm. Many men enjoy "SM" these days, but I haven't experienced it, so I'm afraid.

Right now, the only thing that satisfies me is a tireless, frantically vibrating electric vibrator. It seems to actively seek out my "G-spot." I don't know how many times my body has given in to it. At 20 centimeters long, it's frighteningly large, and it certainly brings me great pleasure—a painful, helpless pleasure. The orange light is warm, but the person under the light is lonely. Perhaps I've become accustomed to spiritual loneliness, but I can't resist the loneliness of my body.

I turn on the computer, and ThreeLeg continues to provoke my fragile nerves and sensitive body. I don't know if one day I'll become addicted. He probably didn't know that despite his intense provocation, I ultimately restrained myself and didn't reveal my most intimate parts to him, even though I was imagining my round, white buttocks being parted with trembling fingers, revealing that...cherry, surging spring of warmth. My heart trembled and went limp. He sent me an email with a girl's true story. It was about how she was raped by eight men.

Although Li Hua always makes me watch the video when we have sex, seeing my shy, blushing face, and how I'm utterly humiliated and helpless under a man's virility, he gets especially excited, and my sweet juices gush forth because of this shame. In short, I enjoy the illusion of the internet.

But in front of him today, I didn't…

Threeleg asked me if I wanted to be violated by a man? I've never thought about it, and I don't dare to.

I'm afraid I might like it. Deep down, I do, but I'm stubbornly unwilling to admit it, because every woman has her own sexual fantasies. After all, I haven't experienced it, and I don't know how to accept it.

But I still really want to try…

There's a Japanese outdoor exhibitionist website called "aya ?激的空". I like it.

Watching those girls, dressed only in fishnet dresses, strolling carefree down the street, everyone can see the secrets beneath their voluptuous bodies. I envy them. I like the internet because the men in the online world are somewhat perverted; they know how to tease women, how to arouse their sexual instincts. I've fantasized more than once about being ravaged by different men online. Lihua has a class reunion tomorrow, I need to go to bed early!

Perhaps everyone in this world is different. Everyone has different natures. Two years ago, I believed Li Hua was retaliating against me for his mother's sake, and I helplessly allowed him to ravage my mature, alluring body. Two years later, I began to become somewhat addicted to his extreme and shameful humiliations, unable to extricate myself. The primal flames of desire hidden deep within my heart had been ignited by him. Back then, Li Hua was just a

boy a year younger than me, who called me "Auntie," and who was so vulgar that he would often steal my honey-stained underwear to masturbate. Now, I am proud of the endless stream of bizarre ideas he comes up with to humiliate me, and I even secretly crave his revenge, hoping to make up for the maternal love he has lost because of me. I will never forget the first time on QQ, when he forced me, completely naked, to open a video chat, and that girl screamed: a string of purplish-red beads, like grapes, slowly bloomed from my softness under his guidance, like lewd flowers blooming with dew. I don't know why she didn't turn off the video; her flushed face stared blankly at me, exhausted from being played with, panting heavily, uttering lewd moans she couldn't imagine, watching my flat, white abdomen convulse under her

gaze , watching the shameful sweetness that flowed out as I floated to heaven.

...At that moment, Li Hua suddenly opened a public video chat website. Completely naked, I was like a pitiful lamb, exposed to the gazes of a dozen wolves. I frantically covered my

most shameful and intimate parts, my panicked and embarrassed appearance only adding to the novelty and stimulation. The extreme shame brought me to the brink of collapse, yet amidst those contemptuous and fiery gazes, I once again reached the pinnacle of pleasure...

After taking a shower, I lay in bed, unable to sleep. Could it be that sex truly is a woman's paradise of depravity...?

Li Hua's room was the largest of the several rooms on the second floor, facing southeast with the best natural light. It seems a bit luxurious for a student still in school to use such a room, which shows how much his father and I dote on our only son. My indulgence of his lewd acts towards me has also allowed him to completely control my primal desires as a wife.

Every time my husband, Kai Chao, comes home, he tells me that after marriage, my beauty is like polished jade, even more dazzling. Actually, I know that besides my original dignified beauty, it's more about the mature, alluring charm of a married woman, like a delicate flower that has weathered a storm, shy and timid. After all, I could feel my own allure, my skin as smooth and white as velvet, and the thought of being able to let the younger Li Hua ravage my love so wildly made me feel as if

I were already in the sweetest love in the world. Moreover, I experienced a pleasure and intoxication that my husband could never give me, making it impossible for me to resist.

It was almost nine o'clock when I got up. Warm sunlight streamed into the kitchen. As I made coffee, I wondered: should I take off my underwear? Would he be angry if he found out I was wearing underwear? Back in the living room, I took off the sheer lace panties again. Holding them in my hand, I glanced at the third-floor window across the street. For some reason, lately I'd been feeling a constant sense of being watched from that window. Under the sunlight, my delicate body was completely exposed beneath that thin nightgown. A mix of fear and desire stirred within me.

There really were shadowy figures moving in the opposite window. Since I usually didn't wear clothes, would the scene of me crawling like a dog in the living room, subjected to Li Hua's lewd acts, also be seen? Feeling utterly ashamed, I wanted to hide in my room when I heard the doorbell ring. As I walked to the door and peered through the small hole, my heart pounded. Li Hua and his mother, Yu Xuan, were standing outside. I didn't have time to think about Yu Xuan. While I frantically put on my underwear, Li Hua had already entered the room. His lewd gaze made me tremble uncontrollably. "Auntie looks so sexy today." A sudden tightness gripped my chest; my two soft mounds were already under his arm, my two white rabbits struggling pitifully and helplessly… "Let go,"

he chuckled, forcefully squeezing my two engorged nipples. "Who told you to wear pants? Take them off right now. If my mom hadn't come, you wouldn't even be allowed to wear these pajamas. Do you hear me?" My mind went blank again. "No way! What would your mom think of me like this? Don't mess around." With a tearing sound, the pants were ripped to shreds and fell to the ground. A fire burned within me. I started making excuses for my frivolous and lewd attire when meeting guests…

Up to now, I hadn’t truly faced Li Hua’s biological mother. Seeing me dressed like this, which was practically naked, what would her typical upper-class, socially conscious mother think of me? My face flushed. I knew she doted on Li Hua, but would she suspect anything about me and Li Hua…? At this point, I was still naively thinking, unaware that from the moment she walked in, I had already entered a shameful hell from which I could not extricate myself and willingly succumb.

Yu Xuan seemed more arrogant than usual, as if I had done a great favor by being able to live in such an upscale neighborhood, and her arrogant attitude was blatantly displayed before me. Perhaps it's because one feels vulnerable when all their private parts are exposed that they feel vulnerable; I lowered my head, unable to meet her disdainful gaze. I busied myself preparing food in the kitchen, while Li Hua relentlessly harassed my defenseless, vulnerable space. My body began to succumb to the waves of sensual pleasure that felt both hellish and heavenly.

The round table was laden with food, but I had no appetite whatsoever, only a feeling of extreme fullness in my stomach. Because Li Hua's hands kept rudely intruding into my overflowing abyss of desire, I could see my pajamas completely lifted up to my waist in a lewd display when I looked down. "No!" I cried out inwardly, my juicy buttocks swaying and dodging. Yu Xuan looked at me strangely. "Your figure is too good, hehe, no wonder this old geezer is bewitched by you, you vixen. Just look at your slutty face." The humiliating scene left me speechless. We were almost twenty years apart in age, but our appearances were vastly different. Yu Xuan was like any other ordinary middle-aged woman; in men's eyes, she was no longer the kind of woman who was attractive. However, she always exuded a sense of superiority towards her peers, that is, women of the same age, because she wore expensive clothes and accessories.

Her previous sarcastic remarks were probably just a result of jealousy over my youthful, beautiful, and cute figure. But now, there was a clear sense of smugness in her tone. A sudden chill ran down my spine. Had Li Hua told her about our affair? What would become of my standing in this family?

If Yu Xuan knew, what would Kai Chao think? Had they planned this all along to kick me out of the house? There was no reason for him to remain silent, and she would surely say, "You seduced our son." But Li Hua—would he really tell her all this? No! He definitely would. I tried to reassure myself.

But when Yu Xuan elegantly pulled a stack of photos from her handbag, I was utterly devastated. They were all images of Li Hua toying with me, images too gruesome to bear. I knew that from this moment on, my fate would be entirely in the hands of this woman.

At my insistence, she put on the same pink lace panties under her black silk pleated skirt. Even without close inspection, the outline of the panties was clearly visible. Underneath her tight white shirt, she wore no bra, the two protrusions unmistakably revealing the emptiness beneath. "You have a lewd streak inside you. Don't you like being seen? Why are you wearing panties?" Yu-hsuan mocked me. Anyway, wearing panties was better than nothing, especially since I was going to Li-hua's student council meeting today, a large gathering. I comforted myself. Deep down, I was filled with anticipation that many people would peek into my private parts, and a constant surge of pleasure coursed through my body. And what else can I do besides listen to her now? I'm still hoping that Yu Xuan won't tell Kai Chao about this. "It's okay if you don't tell, we'll see how you behave later." I can only cling to this last straw.

I remember when I was in kindergarten, maybe because I was cute, a teacher would call me to her room almost every day during nap time and ask me to take off my pants to show her. At first, she said my pants were so pretty and she wanted to make one for her daughter too. She measured me down with a tape measure. Later...

it continued until I started elementary school, and I never dared to tell anyone.

Li Hua's school wasn't too far from our neighborhood. I walked ahead, and the two of them were whispering something not far from me. An elderly man who cleaned the neighborhood garden kept glancing up at me. Luckily, I didn't run into anyone I knew. I quickened my pace and walked onto the street. Although I felt embarrassed by my shameful attire, my demeanor, my graceful gait in high heels, and my overall presence still drew stares from many people. After what felt like half an hour, I finally entered Lihua's classroom. Lihua sat at my desk, and Yuxuan sat in the row behind us. Finally, I could sit down. I breathed a sigh of relief. When I was exchanging pleasantries with the homeroom teacher earlier, her astonished gaze made me wish I could disappear into the ground. I heard her whisper behind me, "I never imagined Lihua would have such a young and sexy mother."

First, the principal spoke on stage. I clapped along with the fifty or sixty parents below, but I didn't really hear what he was saying. Now, another teacher went up and gave a long speech. I sensed that Li Hua, sitting to my right, was getting restless again, glancing at my beautiful face, which he considered under his control, every now and then. It was a lewd look that drove me crazy and was all too familiar to me.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. Li Hua, sitting next to me, actually reached over and, under the table near my knees, began to stroke my thigh. I pretended to be nonchalant as I drank my tea, then put my right hand under the table and grabbed his hand. My white pleated skirt was already rolled up halfway up my thigh. I tried to remove his hand, but he held onto my thigh tightly. Instead, he forcefully stroked the inside of my thigh. My expression must have been terrible, my eyes revealing barely concealed panic and unease.

"What's wrong?"...A parent in front of me turned around and asked. "

Um...nothing..."

I mumbled a reply, but Li Hua still wouldn't let go.

He continued to stroke the innermost part of my thigh, kneading the soft, delicate skin. I felt a slight dizziness and quickly covered his hand with the corner of the tablecloth. This left me no choice but to let him do as he pleased. Li Hua leisurely stroked this mature and alluring body, slowly sweeping across her elastic and full thighs, without any of his previous eagerness. He seemed to be savoring his prey, a conqueror's smile on his face. And seeing my terrified face, my reluctance to call for a stop, and my tacit approval of his fondling of my body under the table, he must have been ecstatic. Cruelly, he reached for my underwear at the waistband and pulled it down. "Don't go too far!" I whispered a warning. But he ignored me. He pulled the underwear down to my inner thighs.

I couldn't help but tremble, my body reflexively twisting. After two or three more tugs, the underwear was finally completely pulled down to my thighs.

I tried to appear nonchalant, but my face began to stiffen. I was thankful I had found a seat two rows back. I gritted my teeth, enduring the shame and shock of not wearing underwear in front of so many classmates and parents—an experience far more difficult to describe than anything else. Li Hua slowly pulled his underwear down to his knees, then casually pretended his handkerchief had fallen to the ground. As he bent down to pick it up, he pulled the underwear down from his high heels and put it in his pocket. Then he placed his hand on my soft area and slowly caressed it. I couldn't help but tilt my head back, my mature body seemingly filled with anticipation amidst the breathless tension. Why was I like this? I couldn't explain it myself. At least until yesterday, I hadn't willingly betrayed Kai Chao, especially since my life was arguably happy and fulfilling; I had no reason to rebel against my husband. It was all because of that woman sitting behind me, watching the spectacle, I thought bitterly. Fingers slowly slid into the narrow crevice.

Ugh… I gasped, involuntarily bringing my legs together. The pleasure of those fingertips lightly touching my thighs was almost numbing. Open your legs!… Li Hua pulled at my pubic hair, spreading my thighs apart from the inside. My whole body trembled, and my legs involuntarily and slowly pulled apart. The more shy I became, the more my sexual desire surged and intensified. Especially with the caressing of her fingers, my heart pounded more fiercely, making it increasingly difficult to breathe. A burning heat coursed through her body, as if she were melting, and with each caress of those fingers, the surging desire grew ever stronger. The fear of being discovered by those around her made her feel as if her very soul was about to fly away. He increasingly ruthlessly opened the pitiful, trembling garden of her erotic secretions, and then slowly sank his middle finger into the moist entrance. Warm nectar flowed out continuously, enveloping the malicious finger. Deep within her, it felt as if she were being swallowed by molten lava, growing hotter and hotter, sending waves of indescribable, strange sensations crashing over her. One moment it felt like pain, the next it was accompanied by a pleasurable, tingling itch. The ebb and flow of sensations spread throughout my body, second by second, and my soul seemed to drift away with those feelings. It felt as if a part of my body was slowly melting away, a warm pleasure mixed with an itchy sensation, an inexplicable lust surging within me, and reason lost in the swaying. "...Are you hot?

" The person in front of me kept turning around to look at me with concern. My heart skipped a beat, and I looked up, taking the opportunity to insert my fingers deep into the entrance. Suppressing the groan that threatened to escape my throat, I tried my best to hold back, my face flushed red, attracting attention. "No...no...it's nothing...

" I said, gritting my teeth, even the toenails on the inside of my high heels curling.

"Wearing such revealing clothes, are you feeling unwell?" Yu Xuan asked sarcastically from behind. From where she was sitting, she could definitely see most of my exposed buttocks. "It's okay," I said, forcing a smile, my jaw trembling. Seeing my shy, schoolgirl-like appearance, several people couldn't help but laugh, while only Yu Xuan curled her lips, her eyes slanted in disdain. At this moment, I couldn't hear what was being said on the podium.

Finally, the people in the classroom began to disperse in twos and threes. Freed from Li Hua's fingers, I straightened my skirt and stood up. The vaguely visible honey garden made me feel ashamed. Now I was afraid of people's attention, but the fact that I was the center of attention wherever I went made me even more panicked. When I tried to walk, I found that even my knees felt weak and powerless. The feeling after leaving the school gate was even more different. Still immersed in the lingering sensuality, my shell-like flower lips were shrunkenly hidden under my pleated skirt. The hem of her skirt cascaded down, revealing her marble-like thighs that shone with a beautiful, dazzling light. From her knees upwards, her inner thighs seemed to beckon passersby to peek into her hidden secrets. Walking on ordinary streets, a gust of wind made her hips feel as if they were about to be lifted up. Climbing stairs and overpasses was different; those below could clearly see the secrets beneath her pleated skirt. Watching the crowds below, her exposed erogenous zones suddenly sprouted, oozing with a spiderweb-like sheen of desire…

As she walked towards Golden Street, many men stared at her miniskirt and my beautiful, blushing face.

“So many people are looking at you; you’re quite the classy beauty,” Yu Xuan mocked from behind. Li Hua wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing close, his hands stroking her from her pleated skirt upwards. My face flushed crimson with embarrassment. He casually rolled up his miniskirt again, revealing half of my beautiful, white buttocks beneath the black silk skirt. "Don't do that, someone will see!" I pleaded softly, leaning my face against his shoulder. "You won't mind, will you? Don't you like it when people look?" I swallowed hard. "But there are so many people, I'm so embarrassed." He pinched my buttocks hard, and I trembled all over. "Please, Lihua, there are people everywhere here." And because I was standing on the top step of the stairs, people coming up from below instinctively glanced at the top of my shapely thighs. Although the skirt wasn't short, it couldn't hide the deepest part of my thighs; both men and women couldn't help but look. Although I was used to the shock of shame, it was replaced by a more intense surge of pleasure from the desire to be seen in my most lewd places. The nectar between my thighs slowly seeped out, and the trembling of my legs could not stop my deep breathing.

My heart longed for this shameful scene to end quickly, yet I was also like a child who had just experienced the thrill of short hair, afraid that it would all suddenly disappear. The shameful exposure had completely lost me in a distorted pleasure. Floating down the overpass, we went into the McDonald's next door. Li Hua pulled me to a seat by the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street. People passing by outside were so close. He lifted my silk skirt up to my flat stomach, thus completely opening my dew-covered, honeyed garden to passersby. The few people who had been following us earlier stared in astonishment at this boundless spring scene. One child even knelt down. In the aisle, a young boy looked at us with curiosity. The scene made me tremble. The pleasure that arose in that instant left me stunned. The flames of desire ignited, and I wanted to cry out, "Oh no, don't look! Don't do this! Close your eyes!" Though my heart pleaded so earnestly, the uncontrollable cracks in my skin kept secreting shameful fluids. The surge of pleasure intensified the atmosphere. A child ran over, pressed his face against the glass, and stared in a daze at the magical sight beneath my skirt. Li Hua reached down to my chest and unbuttoned my white shirt, causing my two bouncy breasts to tremble slightly and peek out, my nipples standing erect with excitement. I cried out from my chest, trying to cover myself with my shirt. The bright light emanating from my chest was intense during lunch break; the streets were filled with office workers. People passing by whispered amongst themselves, their eyes fixed on my alluring, seductive breasts, as if they wanted to lick them. I ignored their strange looks and the pleasure surging within me. Amidst the onlookers, I no longer felt beautiful, no longer felt my figure was perfect. Every gesture I made didn't reveal elegance,

but rather obscene and shameful details. My soft hair, though partially obscuring my face, revealed... The shameful exposure stripped me of my sense of shame and dignity once again, but only today did the desire hidden deep within my heart finally erupt.

The deeper the shame, the deeper and stronger the pleasure it evoked! The unbearable shame ignited once more, and pleasure, like five horses galloping, carried the wild sensuality and lust within my body, rushing in all directions. I didn't know where I was; under the gaze of everyone, the blood in my body flowed abnormally. Accompanied by unbearable shame, I didn't know whether I was at home or in front of a crowd. Standing naked, I basked in the caress of those strange, mesmerizing gazes. Nectar

flowed softly, ceaselessly, my entire body trembling irregularly. This rare pleasure gradually distanced me from reason and shame, leaving only the instinct to pursue pleasure and lust—the more wanton, the happier? An intense pleasure and warmth, originating at the tip of my bud, spread like an electric shock from my pelvis throughout my body. My fingers, back, and thigh muscles trembled slightly. I felt a sense of "falling" or "opening up," like mild labor pains. I enjoy the involuntary contractions and trembling of my genitals; it's a characteristic of near-climax. I feel a daze and a temporary loss of consciousness, an unbelievable pleasure, and a post-orgasmic exhaustion. When the child's mother came to drag him away, my most primal desire gushed forth. Honey-like fluid bloomed on the glass like flowers, rushing like a torrent. I suddenly experienced intense spasms throughout my body, my soul following her into a hellish orgasm. The last memory in my daze was the woman's disdainful gaze.

Yu Xuan wasn't leaving for two days; Kai Chao knew she was here and called me to say she was taking an afternoon flight back.

Yu Xuan seemed quite satisfied with my performance yesterday. It looked like she wouldn't tell Kai Chao about my embarrassing moments. In her eyes, I was just a lustful woman easily controlled by her. If Kai Chao were to find another woman, it would be detrimental to her.

It was already evening, and the living room was brightly lit. After dinner, Yu Xuan and Kai Chao were discussing Li Hua's behavior: smoking, getting into fights, and his severely declining grades. I was in the kitchen with beer and food when, like a ghost, Li Hua suddenly appeared: "Aunt Qian, you look so beautiful in that blue robe. Let me see what you're wearing underneath." I quickly pulled the front of the robe tighter. "Pull open your robe, let me see." "

Don't be so intrusive, your dad just got back," I whispered, refusing. "Hurry up!" The sinister voice wasn't loud, but it felt deafeningly loud in my ears. I glanced at the living room, lowered my head, and with trembling hands, slowly unbuttoned my robe. The knee-length robe naturally slit in the sides, revealing glimpses of black underwear. "Huh, it's black. Pull it open a little more, I want to see more clearly." "...I pulled the robe's straps down to my armpits." The underwear was black too. His eyes lit up: "I never imagined you'd look so sexy in black lingerie, Aunt Qian." "Lihua, let's play again tomorrow, okay?" His

hand curiously touched my chest. My freshly washed black hair covered half my face, cascading down to my full breasts. "Don't be silly." "So... is it because you're going to make love with Daddy tonight?" He smirked.

"N-no... I don't know..." My face flushed. "Seeing Aunt Qian looking so alluring, there's probably no one who wouldn't want to make love, right? Okay... if you want to, then do it, but don't turn off the video, I want to watch." I listened to him as I entered the living room. Hearing the last sentence, I felt a little dizzy. My husband, who was drinking beer and watching the football broadcast on TV, looked at me strangely, only then realizing that the drawstring of my robe was still on.

As soon as we entered the bedroom, Kai Chao pulled me close and embraced my slender waist from behind. He brushed aside my wavy hair and pressed his lips to my ear.

Ugh… I couldn't help but tremble. Kai Chao's caresses were as mechanical as ever, but a light kiss couldn't immediately evoke a surge of pleasure. Perhaps it was related to Li Hua's teasing earlier. His hand slipped under my robe, pulling it open to my thighs.

Ah… wait… wait a minute… I twisted my body, trying to stop his hand.

I couldn't wait any longer.

He turned me around, and my lips were sealed again. Our lips alternately sucked on each other as he unbuttoned the front of my robe. I desperately tried to stop his hand. The thought that Li Hua was watching our live sex act from the next room filled me with shame, making me want to turn off the video.

They could see it from outside.

My husband was still intently kissing me, reaching down to pull the window shut.

Ah…it's a bit hot, maybe we should turn off the light…Okay! He casually switched off the switch by the bed, and all the lights in the room went out at once. However, the small lamp on the table remained lit. His hands were already eagerly taking off his robe.

But I was perfectly aware that Li Hua was definitely watching us on video. Even with only the small lamp on, he could still see very clearly.

Looking at my body, clad only in a bra and panties, he couldn't help but kiss my lips again.

Tonight was wonderful! He whispered sweet nothings, gently kissing my ears, neck, and hair with his tongue and lips.

Ugh…ugh…intense pleasure slowly flooded my mind. I began to moan softly, shy yet explicit.

The more I thought about Li Hua watching, the more it stimulated the pleasure within me.

He licked both my ears, my face contorted, and my legs gradually went weak. He unhooked my bra and pulled down the straps. Instinctively wanting to cover my bulging breasts, Kai Chao's throat gurgled. Deeply attracted by the lines of my body, even though we had been married for over two years, I still felt a shy timidity when exposed naked in front of him, which only aroused his tenderness. He brought his lips to my nipple, his tongue lightly kissing along the areola. My body seemed to be an erogenous zone; usually, Kai Chao would kiss my entire breasts like this, but today, surprisingly, my reaction to his gentle nibbling was weaker. While biting the nipple, his fingers slid down to my lower abdomen, inside my daring black pantyhose, kneading my full buttocks. I felt pleasure from my husband's touch, yet also shy. He knew that my desire had been aroused by the body he had played with and watched over for the past two years. Therefore, his hands were unwilling to leave my body, especially since I had only been home once in so long. He carefully licked each of my toenails. Ugh... Ha... The inside and edges of my ears, all the way down to my chest, are also my sensitive areas.

"Ah...ah..." The thought of Li Hua peeping sent waves of pleasure through my body. My thighs trembled uncontrollably, and my juices soaked through my pantyhose.

With rapid breaths, my lips moved from between my toes, down my knees, and down to the edge of my underwear.

I felt uneasy. Although my body so intimately enjoyed my husband's techniques and caresses, and despite being apart for so long, I couldn't say I wasn't looking forward to tonight's pleasure, but the way our passion was ignited tonight felt so different. It was as if Li Hua, the one peeping next door, was the one controlling my desire. Kai Chao's technique wasn't any different from usual. It was mainly the awareness of being watched that made me more sensitive than usual, a sense of tension rising within me.

Two years into our marriage, my figure hadn't changed at all in his eyes. My looks, my temperament, and my slender figure, which I'd always been so proud of, still captivated him. My skin was still as delicate and smooth as ever, but the increasing heat and allure I exclaimed made him gasp, "Ah...ah..."

My chest heaved, and my whole body trembled. At the top of my already wet garden, pink nipples stood erect, as if welcoming his caresses. He became even more excited. Those thighs, that body, that beauty, that elegant yet shy demeanor, those suppressed moans, and the alluring pose of my disheveled hair, combined with that seemingly expectant cleavage, all fueled his desire. His tongue arrived as expected. The sharp attack made my thighs tremble violently. The tip and inner side of the pearl were constantly attacked. Secretions seeped out incessantly from the stimulation. Within the warm, moist, and narrow space, a elusive serpent seemed to move swiftly. My legs parted, as if eagerly thrusting my hips to fully receive it. The serpent and the nectar intertwined. Perhaps because of my beauty and excellent figure, Kai Chao always watched without tiring as my body succumbed to his ministrations; this was a very important process for him. Perhaps this was related to his age and his extramarital affairs. After much anticipation, he finally began to enter. The moist membrane tightly enveloped and bound his virility.

Pleasure spread from my thighs all the way to my toenails. With my hands on Kai Chao's neck, I ignored Li Hua's gaze as I watched my wanton state, letting my husband slowly guide me to the peak of pleasure. My nails dug into his shoulders. The impending explosion of desire had me completely lost in the moment, constantly thrusting my hips against his abdomen to press closer.

Ah… finally, his throbbing member released its passion. I thrust my hips back, rubbing against him, letting out joyful moans.

So good! Kai Chao pressed his lips to mine again, expressing his love. My body remained tightly nestled against him, unwilling to let go. I shyly wondered, would Li Hua be angry seeing me like this? Would he punish me even more cruelly?

The next day was Sunday. Because of the revelry the night before, I didn't get up until ten. Opening the bedroom door, I found the living room bustling with activity. Kai Chao was excitedly discussing something fun with a manager from the company, while the driver, Lao Wang, sat to the side chuckling. Yu Xuan was on the sofa, manicuring Li Hua's nails.

"Hey! Why did you bring fruit with you?" Kai Chao said, gesturing for me to take the fruit to wash. Avoiding Li Hua's gaze, I took the fruit into the kitchen.

"Don't think I'll let you win just because you gave me a gift. Don't blame me if you lose today!"

"No... don't look down on me. I studied mahjong with a master for months to get here. It's hard to say who will win or lose!" Their laughter echoed from the living room.

When I went out to deliver fruit, Li Hua winked at me. I pretended not to see him and went into the kitchen, but suddenly I felt a chill on my buttocks as a hand reached behind me and lifted my robe. Li Hua followed me in. "Aunt Qian, you looked so lewd yesterday, how many orgasms did you have?" he whispered in my ear, saying all sorts of vulgar things. I immediately pushed Li Hua's hand away. But he teased me by pinching my buttocks through my underwear, as if trying to hurt me.

"Ugh... your father will come in," I said, enduring the pain, and pushed his hand away again.

"Qian, we're playing mahjong, can you pour some tea..." Kai Chao called from outside. My heart was pounding. I answered with a sound and got busy.

"Huh..." Suddenly, Li Hua hugged my two soft breasts from behind, making me cry out.

"Last night was so long, and Aunt Qian, you only cared about enjoying yourself. Tell me, how should I punish you?" He said, kissing the inside of my ear.

"No...no..." I tried to stop him firmly in an adult tone.

"Are you angry?" His eyes seemed to dim with sadness, and my heart softened.

"Please don't do this at home."

"Do you hate me doing this to you?" There was a hint of grievance in his voice.

"No now." I stubbornly insisted.

Perhaps not expecting my refusal, his face contorted. In his heart, did he consider me his lover? Did he always believe that my body and heart should belong to him? How could this be!

"You hate me."

"I hate doing this when your dad's around, Lihua." I tried to remove his hand, which was still kneading me.

"Don't you like this feeling too? You had an orgasm in front of so many people at McDonald's that day, didn't you?"

"..."

I lowered my head, blushing all the way to my ears. Kaichao was home, and I always acted like a well-behaved schoolchild in front of him. How could I...

"Alright! Now I need to know if you really listen to me." Lihua's voice suddenly turned cold.

He quickly lifted her black nightgown, and in my panic, I held the hem of the garment.

"Take your hands off me." He shouted, and I quickly let go.

The nightgown was rolled up, revealing white lace-trimmed thongs clinging tightly to my thighs. The narrow lines sank deep into my buttocks.

"You always said you'd listen to me, didn't I tell you not to wear underwear?" He scolded me loudly, probably because he heard Kai Chao and the others go into the mahjong room next to the living room.

"I... I didn't have time to take them off..."

"I don't want to hear your explanation."

He forcefully pulled the thong up until it was deep into my cleft, then pulled it to the side, the elastic thong pitifully deformed. His hand skillfully reached down, then placed his fingers in front of my eyes, gently stretching the evidence of my longing for sweetness into slippery silver threads. With a soft "whoosh," my face flushed crimson to the roots of my neck. My porcelain-white buttocks involuntarily began to sway. Taking advantage of the moment, Li Hua nimbly pulled off his t-shirt and stuffed it into his pocket.

The black nightgown was pushed up to my trembling, high breasts, while my lower body, like that of a newborn baby, exposed my abdomen and buttocks. In my own kitchen, wouldn't it seem particularly lewd and suggestive?

My hands didn't stop. Quickly, I placed the teacup on the saucer and brewed another cup of coffee—the one for Yu Xuan. Right now, all I could think of was pleasing her. I turned to look at Li Hua.

"Help me pull my skirt down."

"Just like that." He mischievously ordered me.

"Too...too embarrassing!" He slapped my plump buttocks hard. He had no choice but to carry the plate in both hands and walk out of the kitchen.

I stumbled out, followed by Li Hua, who swarmed around like a bloodsucker. One hand was deep inside his robe, greedily kneading my soft breasts, while the other caressed the narrow cleft of my buttocks. His blatant fondling shocked me, yet inexplicably ignited a fire of lust within me. This guy seemed to be increasingly adept at understanding my weaknesses, and it seemed that through Li Hua's touch, he was discovering even more sensitive new frontiers within me. To put it more clearly, his perverse methods and willful actions made me unconsciously forget myself, unaware of the danger I was in, naturally and shamelessly indulging in a deep abyss of pleasure from which I could not extricate myself.

The endless pleasure of the past few days, day and night, still lingered within me, like a TV drama, endlessly repeating. This feeling was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before.

My breasts were bursting with color, the two buds struggling to push outwards, while my legs were already hot and wet with desire.

Sunlight streamed in through the window again. If someone across the street saw this strange posture, would they find it comical and laugh? His lips kissed my smooth neck, making me dizzy and intoxicated.

"They'll find it strange if it takes this long," he chuckled mischievously.

The unreasonable and savage fingers had increased from one to two. And he was even breathing into my ear.

"Ugh..." I deliberately walked with my feet together, just in case my husband or someone else came into the hallway, so I could easily cover up. Otherwise, everything would be over. But Li Hua, seemingly oblivious, continued his relentless and shameless fondling of my already dew-covered, unguarded secret place.

"Please...please...stop!" As we approached the guest room door, I heard the sounds of mahjong being played and people talking inside. I gasped and pleaded softly. He seemed not to hear me, rolling up his sweater even further, pulling it all the way to his armpits, while his other hand kneaded and plucked it more forcefully. My two little white rabbits struggled in vain, but they couldn't escape the fate of being covered in saliva. Li Hua's one hand was focused on combing the already soaked downy hair, while his middle finger began to explore and savor the bright spring valley.

"Ugh... Ugh..." The coffee on the plate rattled, and I desperately tried to suppress a sound.

"It's already so wet..." His fingers moved smoothly inside the crevice, and a sweet sensation followed. The opening felt like a volcano was erupting, and I gasped for breath in anguish.

At this moment, I had to admit that desire, initiated by Kai Chao, had spread like wildfire under the guidance of this little devil. The most primal flames, suppressed deep within a woman's body, once ignited, would be difficult to suppress, no matter how much rationality one possessed. My eyes were wet, my expression hazy.

"You go in first. Come back soon,"

he said, hastily adjusting my robe and taking a piece of fruit from the plate. Looking at him with a mixture of love and hate, my face flushed, I opened the sliding door and went in. I tried to suppress the excitement in my chest; a warm flow was trickling down my thighs where I wasn't wearing underwear, making me even more uneasy.

Thankfully, everyone's attention was focused on the card table. They didn't notice my embarrassing state at all.

"I'll go get some fruit from the fridge," I said, and immediately left the room. As soon as I closed the sliding door, the guy hiding beside me grabbed me from the front and hugged me tightly.

"Ooh..." I immediately felt an electric current of pleasure surging through my cells.

Strangely, I wouldn't normally react so intensely, but now I felt a little abnormal. My desire was burning fiercely, as if it couldn't wait for any caresses. Was it because there were so many people between us, and I was afraid of being seen? Li Hua, with practiced ease, once again exposed my entire breasts and the pubic area beneath my nightgown. My smooth, white buttocks were exaggeratedly pushed back, and my whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. The thought that I, a married woman, was being played with like this by Li Hua, who called me stepmother, and that this was happening in my own home, separated only by a sliding door, with so many husbands present, filled me with indescribable shame. The flower of lust quietly bloomed.

A woman's most shameful and private parts were thus exposed in the corridor, but the undeniable fact was that the flames of greed hidden within burned even more fiercely. The erect tips of my buds and the sweet juices constantly overflowing from my vulva indirectly proved my yearning to be humiliated. My brows furrowed in distress, and I breathed heavily, deeply reflecting on the humiliating and despicable thing I was doing. But humiliation or despicable it may be, the gates of pleasure had been opened, and only helplessly letting the hellish fire of pleasure surge fiercely. When I came out, I left a small gap in the sliding door, just in case someone came out and I could notice in advance, but now it seemed to be ineffective. The sound of shuffling cards next door only added to the stimulation. Tilting my head, gritting my teeth, trying not to let my moans escape, Li Hua ruthlessly and unreasonably ravaged my two helpless breasts, the pleasure flowing all the way to my toenails. At this time of day, nearing midday, the sunlight unknowingly revealed the valley adorned with light grass, creating a breathtaking and stimulating effect that filled me with both shyness and madness. My juices flowed out like nectar. The

pleasure mixed with shame intensified. The shock of being played with in the hallway, just a door away from my husband's, and the constant possibility of being discovered, left me limp. My cherry lips parted slightly, my nose tilted upwards, and my waist arched upwards. All of this revealed my greed and eagerness without reservation, and Tachibana quietly observed my expression. I felt incredibly proud that he could excite me so much with his own hands. I blushed. "Hey! Let's go upstairs."

The sounds coming from inside the door still made me uneasy. If this continued, I feared I would lose control of my emotions.

"Now, play with yourself for me," Li Hua whispered in my ear, bending down.

After a moment's hesitation, reason prevailed. The two soft, jade-like white rabbits, trembling with fear from being disturbed, felt like heaven to me even when I touched them. I glanced shyly at Li Hua, who was watching my actions intently, as if his soul had left his body. I closed my eyes, and his slender fingers slipped into the warm, moist swamp, immediately enveloping and entwining my skin. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan, for the feeling was so wonderful that I couldn't control myself. My eyes were hazy and I looked at Li Hua with shyness and timidity, then I inserted my middle and index fingers side by side. I was adrift in waves of pleasure, intending to suppress my burning desire through masturbation, but it had the opposite effect, making my lust even stronger. Li Hua entered silently, more cautiously and slowly than usual. When his thick, full member reached the deep lava, my whole body began to tremble. Now, even the slightest movement from Li Hua was enough to make me feel as if my skin was melting. My legs, spread open, uncontrollably wrapped around Li Hua's waist, a position I had never used even with my husband. But at the same time, I was also worried about Li Hua's swaying movements, especially the increasingly intense and obvious lewd sounds they produced. I couldn't keep myself completely silent. My body was more craving than I had imagined.

Li Hua was now still, but her juices continued to gush out like a spring. On the contrary, I was becoming more and more unable to hold back, and almost unconsciously began to sway my hips up and down. "Ooh..." No matter how I tried to suppress my voice, the sensitive area wrapped around Li Hua's waist was so wet from the in-and-out movements that it made a squeaking sound, which made me blush! On one hand, I felt a tingling pleasure throughout my body, and on the other hand, I thought about how I was doing such a shameful thing, that I had completely betrayed my husband, and that my behavior was no different from that of a wild beast.

"Turn around, I want to come from behind." Although I was completely intoxicated, I desperately tried to maintain a shred of my rationality.

"No...no...please..." "Don't you want me?" "But...but...now..." Without further ado, Tachibana turned me around.

His rough hands gripped my buttocks, kneading them forcefully. I felt every inch of my back, every single hair, engulfed in the flames of lust, an intense and inescapable excitement. Li Hua moved carefully up and down. Supporting myself with my elbows, I gritted my teeth, trying not to make a sound. The different angle of entry rekindled a blissful feeling within me. My entire mind was filled with primal flames. As Li Hua kneaded and stroked me like rubber, I innocently writhed in response, my upper body arched back. A scream escaped my throat, and the roughly one-second intervals between thrusts ignited the flames within me, my full thighs trembling uncontrollably.

"Let's go somewhere else!"

she asked Li Hua coquettishly, afraid she would lose control and cry out, which would be disastrous.

"I want it this way! I don't want us to be separated."

Although she felt the same way, she was really worried. If we just crawled like a four-legged animal, it should be okay, she thought.

"Then... let's walk together."

"But... but that's not very likely!" she hesitated after saying that.

"It's okay! If you want to stay here, that's fine too. I think it's nice here." She gritted her teeth to keep quiet, but if she continued like this, she was afraid she would lose control.

"I... let's go..." she said softly, slowly taking steps towards the exit. Li Hua's waist also began to move in sync with her movements. With a soft cry, I couldn't help but exclaim. Each small step I took, the need for our synchronized movements intensified the friction within my delicate garden, making it even more painful. I had to be extremely careful, lest I slip and fall.

This only fueled the burning excitement in my mind. Reaching the exit, my consciousness was almost blurred, especially my crawling posture, which was utterly unbelievable. Reaching the door, I looked at the handle and said, "Wow, I'm afraid we can't do this!" The friction of his jeans against my smooth hands and feet created a tingling, almost itchy, sensation.

"...Let's stay here!" Li Hua said, his hips twitching.

"...No..." I strained with all my might, gripping the gate tightly to stop its advance. Even though there was a sliding door between us, I could still hear the noise.

"Then... let's go again!"

Li Hua forcefully pounded on the tightly closed gate, finally opening it. Reaching the main entrance, I shrank back in fear, but to get to the second floor, I had to pass through here. I gritted my teeth and stepped into the corridor. If my husband came out now, it would be terrible; the thought filled me with tension. Naturally, I quickened my pace, but my excessive haste only intensified the friction. The stimulation made me almost unable to move.

I involuntarily groaned. If I didn't stop immediately—though that's what I thought—a fiery joy and intoxicatingly sweet pleasure made me not want to stop for a moment. My flushed face contorted, and our lips met again. Every inch of my skin seemed to be immersed in sensual pleasure, like a wild horse, an uncontrollable lust driving me mad.

"Hurry...please..." I couldn't bear the torment, pleading with Li Hua with an ambiguous expression. Just as I was anticipating that moment, Kai Chao's shout came from the room, and my body instantly stiffened. "Qian..."

Both of them turned their heads, and through the crack in the door, it seemed that Kai Chao stood up and walked out of the room. My heart pounded wildly, as if it had fallen into an ice cave. "What is it?" I didn't expect Li Hua to speak. But he immediately used his right hand to open the door to the bathroom next door. The two of them clung tightly to each other and stumbled into the bathroom. It was an extremely tense escape, like fleeing for their lives.

He closed the bathroom door, still holding my buttocks tightly, collapsing onto the toilet seat as if about to collapse. The sound of my husband's slippery footsteps came from the hallway. "Hey... Qian, what are you doing?" His disgruntled voice seemed right next to my ear, but Li Hua's fullness was deeply buried within me, enveloped in the hot, sweet fluid, making me feel the stimulation even more intensely. Especially in this tense atmosphere, my excitement was amplified.

My husband approached the bathroom. To make matters worse, Li Hua twisted his waist even more violently, causing my abdomen and chest to heave like surging waves. Ascending his legs, I spread them wide, my groin constantly leaking fluid. My husband's voice suddenly drew closer to the bathroom. The area in front of the bathroom seemed to be blurred, like twinkling stars. The sound of Li Hua knocking on the door woke me up again. "Qian... are you in there?" Li Hua finally stopped twisting her waist slightly. "Yes! I'm here..." I replied, my voice trembling slightly, but Li Hua suddenly started twisting again. "Eh..." I couldn't help but make a soft sound, my limbs almost numb from the sudden excitement. "What's wrong with you?" I shook my head, unable to answer the question from outside.

Li Hua was still twisting her waist while rubbing my fair buttocks. The doorknob was pulled open, but it was locked and couldn't be opened. But I couldn't not answer. I stubbornly concentrated, "N-nothing..."

As I answered, I vaguely heard a shameful rubbing sound between my thighs, and a strong and obvious pleasure surged through my body. "Qian, could you pour me another cup of tea?" "Yes, darling..." At this moment, I completely lost my rationality, frantically moving my hips in rhythm with Lihua's movements. Kaichao was still nearby—though I thought this to myself, the indescribable pleasure was too much for me to bear. Lihua turned on the tap, letting the sound of running water fill the air. The constantly flowing fluids completely immersed my body in the sweet abyss of pleasure. My

flat stomach seemed to still be savoring the afterglow of the orgasm, twitching and trembling, and I let out a soft, coquettish sound. My knees were too weak to stand up. I finally reached my peak—I had completely betrayed my husband. I was doing something shameful right in front of Kaichao, separated only by a door. My whole body went limp, and my lips trembled at the thought. Li Hua grabbed my round, white buttocks. "Whose are these?"

"You already know, so don't make me say it again," I said stubbornly. "No! I have to tell you,"

Li Hua said, kneading them harder. I turned back to him with hazy eyes. "They're yours now!"

I said, biting my lip shyly.

A faint red glow appeared on the distant horizon, and wisps of smoke curled among the trees in the garden. Several elderly people were doing some kind of exercise I couldn't name. The father of the youngest son in the next house was chatting with the sanitation worker who was taking out the trash, occasionally glancing in my direction. Li Hua and Xiao Sanzi were having a blast playing with a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old kids who lived nearby. I wasn't sure if he could see the true state of my morning robe from his position. I wanted to retreat to the balcony, but I didn't move. I was completely naked under my pink, openwork, sheer morning robe. I liked this kind of attire; although it was a bit glamorous, it kept me feeling fresher than being completely naked. A woman who is alluring yet coy is the most sensual, harder to win over than a woman whose allure is written all over her face.

The breeze, as gentle as a lover's hand, caressed my alabaster-white skin, sending a shiver down my spine. A cool sensation ran through my crotch as my nightgown, just covering my buttocks, playfully rolled up and slowly slid down my porcelain-smooth bottom. Li Hua and his gang came running towards me, shouting.

Beneath the openwork nightgown, I could vaguely see not only smooth, white skin, but also the size and shape of two adorable white rabbits and their cherry-red nipples, even the glossy downy hair of her flat lower abdomen and private area. Even I felt a stirring of desire. I'd read in books that mature women are the most beautiful; the authors must have made very detailed observations of the female body. From my slender waist to my full hips, from my long thighs to my toes, I twisted myself into an S-shape, creating an indescribable sexiness out of thin air.

Seven or eight middle school students, along with Lihua and Xiaosan, who were older than them, chattered into my yard, seemingly heading up to Lihua's room to get something. This made me consider whether I should go back to my room and avoid them. Previously, Lihua would only bring two playmates home at most. I would naturally offer them water and tea, watching them call me Aunt Qian, their eyes unconsciously glancing at my bare body. This natural and comfortable display at home gave me a unique kind of pleasure. But today, with so many people coming up, both physically and psychologically, it created an invisible pressure and challenge for me.

Whether it was the curious and fiery gazes, the tingling heat in my body from their stares, or the coaxing from Li Hua and the mistress, I found myself, almost unconsciously, donning a trench coat and following them downstairs. Only after leaving the courtyard did I realize the gravity of my mistake. The elegant young woman, rarely seen in the garden, the one others perceived as aloof and refined, was now appearing alluringly with a group of children early in the morning. The two elderly people resting in the gazebo stared at me with obvious longing. Beneath my trench coat were long, slender, white legs, and through the unbuttoned hem, I could vaguely see two soft, fragrant mounds of flesh bouncing slightly with my movements. As I walked past, the lewd gaze darted away, but I could still feel the burning heat of the stares fixed on my buttocks.

The children were playing their own games; two of them were playing badminton, while Xiao Sanzi brought over a pile of food. "Aunt Qian, what do you like to eat? Li Hua said you're going to Happy Valley with us later, is that true?"

His eyes darted unabashedly into my clothes. I laughed and said, "No way, Li Hua didn't tell me."

Several little boys surrounded me, scrambling for the food. I didn't dare sit down to get some, because sitting down would be like directly placing myself in the shameful situation of having my most intimate and lewd parts exposed to others. Just as I was feeling incredibly anxious, Li Hua's hand slipped inside my jacket from behind, pinching my soft buttocks and half-pushing, half-pulling me towards the edge of a distant garden. It was farther from the crowds, but just across a green belt was the main street. Luckily, it was early morning and not many people were around, though cars were still occasionally passing by.

"Sit down, no one will notice," Li Hua said, taking off his trench coat and laying it on the grass. His nimble hands then ventured into forbidden territory. My entire private area was now under his control.

"Li Hua actually wants to play with me here?" I almost doubted my own eyes. In fact, Li Hua was naturally and skillfully teasing my slightly parted vulva. A powerful wave of shame sent a jolt through my body. A flickering flame ignited. "Aunt Qian looks so beautiful inside." Before the woman could even react, her hidden slit was forcibly parted into a V-shape by unreasonable fingers. "Not here!"

I shook my head violently, unable to bear being played with on the street, trying to close my eyes. But in that instant, I still saw my completely exposed pink, lewd body.

My body trembled involuntarily from the intense stimulation. Beads of sweat appeared on my forehead. "Lihua, let's go home and play," my weak voice was so soft I could barely hear it myself. The velvety opening, tightly shut, began to sway slightly from the relentless assault, and the tips of the petals trembled shyly, now fully exposed. A

faint, alluring fragrance, both sensual and enchanting, wafted from the grass. My face flushed crimson; perhaps a woman's shy expression is most beautiful, for reason and shame would soon dissipate like smoke. With heavy breaths, I arched my snow-white neck. Dewdrops clung to the velvet, and my secret lips were mercilessly parted, adding a touch of pitiful allure.

A cool breeze caressed the already damp area, usually so reserved, and the direct exposure of my secret place to the cool air made me almost faint with shame. My thighs parted wider and wider in proportion to the speed of his hands' movements. A voice inside me told me to close my legs, but now I realized how much courage and determination it took to bring them back.

Hot liquid began to slowly seep out, and a groan escaped my lips against my will.

I angrily tried to close my legs, laboriously lifting one leg to rest against the other, but with a flick of Li Hua's fingers, I was back in the same position. My breasts, along with the hollowed-out morning robe, were squeezed and kneaded. My swollen buds, throbbing in the wind, struggled between his devilish fingers. Each failure sent a sweet, numbing sensation down my back, and in a daze, I heard myself making a chirping sound like a bird in the forest.

"How could this be..."

Contrary to my shame, I felt a burning desire coursing through my body, my entire being going limp from being played with at this time and in this place.

"So I really am such a lewd girl!" The sudden realization sent a chill down my spine.

I could see a small car approaching in the distance, and while enjoying the surging pleasure, I berated myself for having such lewd feelings.

The pink buds, now, tremble like springs at the slightest touch. The two plump yet delicate white breasts huddle together in panic, shivering under this sudden, brutal assault. A sweet, gentle whimper echoes through the grass beneath the trees, and my fragile psychological defenses begin to crumble. Now, every time Li Hua's fingers brush against my secret lips, I straighten my legs, my calves trembling uncontrollably from my toes, my body arching into a bow shape—a difficult situation where even the soft fur in the garden seems to tremble involuntarily.

"No...Lihua...not here..."

Her hair cascaded down in waves, but her eyebrows were furrowed in distress. She opened her tightly closed eyes a crack, revealing her pink morning robe piled lewdly on her navel, which resembled a small wine glass—a truly obscene and shocking scene. Several shadows could be seen approaching from the treetops, seemingly Xiao San and her group. I began to struggle desperately; how could I face anyone after they saw this? But Lihua grabbed me from the top of the crack... The pink pearl standing tall in the wind—I was lost again in this pleasurable aphrodisiac, unsure how to resist the intense sensation, surrendering as if enduring humiliation. The more I struggled, the stronger the perverse feeling became; my pupils probably dilated, convinced I was a prisoner of desire, unable to stop myself from falling into this intoxicating dream.

Meanwhile, the severely damaged canyon began to crack uncontrollably. At that moment, through the gaps in my loose hair, I noticed the stunned gazes of Xiao Sanzi and his group behind the bushes, as if watching… An unbelievable thing was happening, this dramatic and strange stimulation made my buttocks tremble as if electrocuted. Actually, their position wasn't very clear because Li Hua's body was blocking the view; at most, I could hear my lewd moans and the constant trembling of my two snow-white thighs. In my frenzy, my body was even wriggling and turning imperceptibly. I was startled by my own thought of wanting more people to see, and then they actually moved to the small tree. Behind the bushes, I could see more clearly the snow-white thighs of my vulva that were now facing them. My slightly parted lips and the barrier of my genitals began to overflow under their gaze. The soft, alluring flesh trembled irregularly with the movements of Li Hua's hands, and occasionally, a few glistening liquids would awkwardly squeeze out from between them. Primal desire burst forth like an egg breaking through its shell. Although I kept trying to close my legs, my weakness forced them to spread wider, and finally, I completely gave up on this effort.

"Ah...ah..."

I let out a soft, melodious cry like a little bird, and weakly twisted my hips. I completely exposed the gates of a woman's most primal desire to those peeping eyes.

Completely surrendering to my boundless, primal desires, I helplessly released my most primal fluids.

When the clitoris was once again captured, the trigger of pleasure was pulled, and the slightly parted slits of flesh finally bloomed fully. Lost in the moment, I could no longer distinguish whether the fluid flowed out first or the petals parted to the left and right.

In the roadside garden, peeping from a tree away, the petals overflowing with rich nectar emitted soft moans, like beautiful music. Thus, shamelessly and selflessly exposed myself before everyone. Deep inside, a final struggle raged: "Ah… how could I let people see me like this… I'm so ashamed!"

But the nectar that kept gushing out from the gap, a symbol of joy, seemed to mock my thoughts mercilessly.

Encountering a hurricane-like pleasure I'd never experienced before, I had no better option than to surrender.

The sky was growing brighter, and in the distance, a woman, probably on her way to buy groceries, was walking towards us. "God, please don't come any closer!" A burning sense of shame welled up within me, but it couldn't awaken my yearning for extreme debauchery.

"...Someone's coming..." I gasped, but it was too late. "Shameless!" The woman fled. My face, contorted with shame, snapped back. A bomb exploded inside me, my hips trembled violently. "It's over," I thought to myself. I had actually climaxed because someone had seen me being played with.

Li Hua, as if knowing I was about to ejaculate, stopped what he was doing and stared intently. The girls behind the tree held their breath, their eyes wide, watching me as I reached my climax.

Pleasure and shame washed over me. So many people were watching me ascend to heaven. I panicked as that moment arrived, the pent-up desire erupting violently, my buttocks trembling with sobs.

I don't know if my spurting is what they call squirting, but at that moment, I felt like I was losing control of my bladder, which made me feel incredibly ashamed.

"Why is there so much, Aunt Qian? Did you pee...?"

Li Hua's palm was filled with the stuff I had just sprayed out. It kept dripping from between his fingers, making me want to disappear into a crack in the ground. After two or three waves of throbbing, my flat stomach went completely limp, as if I were about to faint. My navel occasionally convulsed, like I was enjoying the afterglow. Li Hua gently pulled the hair stuck to his forehead with his fingers. Looking at my tightly closed beautiful eyes, he asked, "Aunt Qian, are you alright?" At that moment, I was still lost in the colorful world of palace energy and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He touched my nostrils with his hand and suddenly called out softly, "Xiao San, come out, Aunt Qian has fainted." At the sound of rustling branches, several people jumped out. "Have you ever seen a woman pee?" I heard Li Hua asking. "I've seen my Qi Jia pee," he replied. "Go away, what's so interesting about that? Such a small girl, I mean an adult." No one answered him. A thought struck me, and I pretended to be genuinely unconscious. "Do you want to see?" "Yes, let us see!" Amidst cheers and shouts, Li Hua moved the thin veil aside, grabbed my feet, and pushed my disheveled legs towards his chest, making my two soft mounds into flattened balloons. Xiao Sanzi also came over to help him hold his other foot. Exhausted, I could only let that sacred territory be completely exposed. This position is truly cruel for a woman. If someone were to walk by, it would look as if I were grabbing my own legs and spreading my thighs, demanding to be admired. And because of this despicable posture, not only is the front cleft exposed, but even the pale chrysanthemums of the garden behind are completely obscured. Just thinking about how we would look lined up like this sends a chill down my spine, and a burning anticipation rises within me. Several hands reached into my robe, frantically grasping my trembling breasts and ignorantly kneading them.

"You sit in a row, blocking the way. If someone finds out, we'll go to jail," I heard the young woman whisper to the other children. "Hurry up, I'll be so embarrassed when it gets crowded at work." My shameless thoughts hadn't died down.

"Lihua, can I touch Aunt Qian's?" The mistress's hand greedily grasped at the soft, jade-like breasts, while the other hand moved downwards. Looking at her current position, through the gap in her eyelids, she could only see the honey-like fluid still clinging to the downy hair, like a field of seedlings flattened by a flood. She couldn't help but close her eyes in embarrassment.

Amidst the heavy breathing of the children, the alluring flesh was once again parted and displayed. Extreme shame caused my consciousness to be lost in this extremely stimulating temptation. The sensitive, tender leaves writhed ambiguously; the buds, bursting forth in excitement, felt a drowning pleasure wash over me as they were stimulated, traveling down my back and into my legs. The pleasure began to creep in quietly, starting from my tailbone.

Between my parted thighs, I could smell the unique, embarrassingly sweet scent of a woman's secretions; a surge of heat rose in my chest as my breasts were completely swallowed by two mouths, like a weaned infant being suckled vigorously. Like a button being pressed, the power-off gates began to open and close restlessly once more. A sweet, numbing sensation carried me once more towards the peak of desire. At this moment, I couldn't imagine a more lewd scene. Lying supine with legs wide open, her breasts being sucked, coupled with the gradually opening gate, this strange stimulation was two completely different, sweet sensations compared to the climax she had just reached.

The mysterious crevice was uncontrollably squeezing out silky liquid, captivating their gazes. In their eyes, this pink forbidden zone of the woman held even greater mystery. The agate-colored bud was surrounded and attacked. The skin of the clitoris had already been peeled off, and the body began to writhe slightly, seemingly against its will. Lying on my back, I heard Li Hua call to Xiao San, "Try it, see if the water is sweet," as he scooped up some and wiped it on my navel. The inexperienced Xiao San, like eating watermelon, nibbled at the center of my burning desire.

My legs, stretched towards the sky, twitched uncontrollably. The smooth skin of my lower abdomen undulated like waves, and when my sensitive clitoris was touched again, my uncontrollable snow-white thighs clamped around his head, trembling. This only emboldened him to penetrate, this time even ravaging the mysterious bud inside. I twisted my snow-white buttocks slightly, trying to avoid this irritating tongue, only able to loosen my clamped thighs, afraid I would involuntarily make that beautiful sound and startle them.

"This thing looks just like an open mouth, so wide open, is it hungry and wants to eat?" A childish voice reached my ears, startling me. A smaller child took out a long strip of chocolate and put it into the constantly opening and closing crack. The strange stimulation made me jump with excitement, but the chocolate, which was only two-thirds of the way in, was abruptly snapped in two. Although it was melting due to the high temperature inside, this lewd act still surprised me and made me feel even more ashamed. Amidst the gasps, someone actually took out an egg.

As the egg slowly sank into the swamp, I heard Little Sanzi's father calling him from afar.

[The End]

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