Young women who don't wear underwear

My name is Wang Xiaolan, I am 28 years old, and I have been married to my husband for five years. I am 1.65 meters tall, slender
, with long legs, and my breasts often attract the attention of men on the street. My husband and I
have always had a happy life together. We both have very strong sex drives, and we usually have sex
more than four times a week.
I love my husband very much, but disaster suddenly struck. That day, he was driving
and unfortunately had a car accident. After being rescued, he was basically fine, but when he got home, we discovered the worst
thing: he couldn't get an erection. The doctor said it was a neurological disorder, and there was hope for recovery with proper stimulation and treatment
.
So we tried everything, I even gave him oral sex and danced a striptease for him, but nothing worked
. Gradually, we both became disheartened, and he grew increasingly irritable.
One morning, he mysteriously pulled out a dress, saying it was for me and asked me to try it on. I
got out of bed; since I always slept naked, I didn't want the hassle of getting dressed so early in the morning, so I just
put the dress on. It looked alright, but nothing special—just an ordinary silk mini-skirt
. The only flaw was that the hem was a bit short, about 25 centimeters above the knee.
I knew I had to be careful wearing a dress like that, otherwise it would easily tear, but I still happily
said, "Thank you, honey!" I kissed him and then prepared to take the dress off.
"No, darling, I don't know why, but I suddenly have this strong urge. Please, don't
take it off. Just wear this dress today, okay?"
"Okay, but I have to put on my bra first, baby."
"No, baby, I want you to wear this dress without a bra."
"How can I do that? People will definitely notice. This dress is so see-through and so short, people will see
my private parts!"
But he kept pleading, so I had no choice but to agree and wear the dress to work. I couldn't even
wear stockings, but I still felt it was absurd.
I took the bus to work. It was crowded, so I had to stand. I figured many men around me could easily tell
from the smooth curves of my clothes that I wasn't wearing a bra. My nipples were prominently displayed,
and the smooth curves of my buttocks revealed that I wasn't wearing underwear. I could almost feel a few pubic hairs
peeking out from under my silk skirt. Because I'm not tall enough, I had to hold onto the handrails to stay
upright, which unfortunately pulled my skirt up even higher, exposing almost my entire pale thighs to
the man sitting below me.
I gradually noticed that with each sudden stop, he would stare intently at my genitals. I suddenly realized that
he might be able to see my vulva, and my face flushed crimson. At the same time, I felt
some men around me intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against me with various parts of their bodies, and some even pretending to accidentally brush their elbows against
my erect nipples. I was overwhelmed with shame, but there was nothing I could do. Especially the man below me; I
knew he was staring directly at my genitals, but I dared not look at him.
The thought of my long, bare legs, even the most intimate part of my genitals, completely exposed to
a strange man, made me feel like I was standing naked in a public transport car, exposed
to a group of strange men. In my extreme tension, I felt an unexpected thrill.
Suddenly, I felt my genitals become wet; I was wet, and I felt a liquid slowly flowing out. Oh
no! I desperately tightened my legs to prevent any leakage and being seen by others—how
shameful that would be!
Suddenly, something even worse happened: I clearly felt my buttocks no longer pressed against my smooth dress
, but against someone else's clothes. Good heavens! Someone had lifted the hem of my skirt from behind, up to
my buttocks! Then a warm, large hand pressed tightly against my buttocks.
"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?... " I was terrified, my heart pounded, and I was completely at a loss
. But that annoying hand was stroking my smooth buttocks back and forth. My mind went blank for a moment before I
could think straight: he was behind me, the bus was crowded, and he was pressed so close to me that no one else should see what was happening
. If I screamed, more people would notice that I wasn't wearing a bra. If we went
somewhere else, maybe more people would take advantage of me. Maybe if I just endured it, we'd get off the bus soon.
Endure it! I didn't dare turn around to look at that person. I endured that unbridled hand moving over my body
while suppressing the strong urge of my vaginal fluids flowing out.
I felt that hand move to the base of my smooth thigh, and then a finger slipped between my legs
, exploring my genitals. A shiver ran through me, and my legs went weak. "No, this is too much!" I quickly pulled
my hips back, thrusting my lower body forward.
But to my utter surprise, perhaps my weakness emboldened the man, because that hand moved from the side, directly from
my thigh to my lower abdomen. I was terrified, my face drained of color. I think the man sitting beneath me could clearly
see the hand caressing my abdomen, because I saw him staring at my genitals with his mouth agape in astonishment, his face flushed
. I immediately pulled back, letting the hem of my skirt cover that wicked hand. But before I could react, his
other hand slipped between my legs, pressing against my vaginal opening.
"Don't make a sound, or you'll look even more humiliated," a voice whispered behind me.
I was terrified, unsure what would happen next. I felt like I was being raped in public.
I stood there, stunned, my mind blank. Then, the hand began to move rhythmically, gently probing into
my vagina, moving up and down.
"Miss, you're so wet!" the voice said.
I was utterly ashamed. The initial disgust had been replaced by an uncontrollable pleasure. My cheeks were
flushed with excitement from the heightened sexual desire. My lower body was already overflowing with lustful fluid, which flowed down my thighs. My buttocks involuntarily
arched back, allowing his fingers to penetrate deeper, while I uncontrollably swayed from side to side. I simply
couldn't control myself from moaning.
But suddenly, the hand left, and I felt an unprecedented emptiness. Then, a small, cold object
slid into my vagina. I didn't know what it was; it was thick, like a real penis (Good heavens!
How long has it been since I've felt a real, erect penis!), but it also seemed quite short and smooth,
sliding completely into my vagina in one go.
"Miss, don't worry, it's just a KFC pen. Be careful not to drop it. Consider it
a gift from me. I'm getting off now, goodbye."
I understood; it was one of those gift pens, chubby and round, lighter at one end than the other (containing a metal block), like
a roly-poly toy. And now it was swollen and throbbing inside my vagina. Because it was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, slippery
and I felt it was going to fall out, but if it did, how embarrassing would that be! So, I could only suck
it in tightly, but as soon as I relaxed, I felt it falling out again. I kept sucking and sucking, and as a result, it
was moving up and down inside my vagina, like a thick penis constantly raping me, raping
me in front of everyone on the bus.
Fortunately, we finally arrived at the station, and I quickly got off the bus, wanting to get to the company as soon as possible to remove it. But the problem
was: I found it difficult to walk. With every step, it vibrated inside, and I had to walk
slowly with my legs apart, in a perfect straight line, but this only gave me a more intense stimulation. By the time I arrived at the company
, the insides of my legs were already soaked with vaginal fluid.
Chapter Two: The Wife Going to Work
The first thing I did upon arriving at the company was to rush to the restroom and remove that little gift from my vagina
; it was already covered in my vaginal fluid. Touching my wet vulva, I realized that it had been a very long time
since I had felt this kind of excitement.
Actually, over the years, I've been a rather traditional woman. From a young age, I was the
kind of obedient girl who did whatever others thought was right. My first boyfriend was my current husband
, and all my knowledge about sex came from him. In our sex life, I've always played a passive
role. Actually, sometimes I have some secret desires, but I'm just too ashamed to talk about them.
Fortunately, my husband's sexual ability is quite good, and our sex life used to be relatively harmonious. But
in the past year, we haven't had a single real sexual intercourse. I also have to constantly tease him and help him with his treatment
, while he often touches and stimulates me. I vaguely feel that the hidden, long-suppressed
desire within me is becoming uncontrollable.
Reflecting on what happened on the bus today, to be honest, besides humiliation and shame, I also feel a strange excitement
and pride. Actually, in cooperating with my husband's treatment, I've learned how to seduce men, but
before it was only my husband, and now it's strangers. A twenty-eight-year-old woman is like a
rose in full bloom, perhaps she could find new opportunities to satisfy herself?
No, how could she! She knew she deeply loved her husband, and she could do anything for him.
As long as he recovered, wouldn't everything be alright? Didn't the doctor say there was still a cure? As long as he could be cured
, what suffering couldn't she endure?
After washing herself clean, she instinctively reached for underwear, only to realize it was unnecessary today. She
carefully checked her appearance in the mirror, and now she truly understood why so many men were infatuated with her (perhaps
I'm a sharp knife?). What would her colleagues think of her if she appeared like this? Sigh, she still
had to go to work! She forced herself to walk into the office.
There are five of us in the office, including me: Xiaoqian (my best friend), Xiaozhang, Xiaoli, and our manager,
Lao Zhao. We've all worked together for several years, so we know each other well and are quite casual with each other. Besides Lao Zhao
, I'm one of the older ones, and they usually treat me like an older sister. Because I was late, they had all
arrived long ago. As soon as I walked in, everyone's eyes were on me. I quickly went to my seat
and sat down before daring to look up and say, "Good morning, everyone!"
Xiaozhang leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Xiaolan looks really beautiful today!"
"Go do your own work and don't talk nonsense!" Xiaozhang is a recent college graduate,
a newbie, and usually acts like my little brother.
Xiaoqian ran up from behind and whispered to me, "Are you kidding me?! Dressing so sexily!"
"What's wrong with being a little sexy? Am I afraid someone will eat me?"
"You're amazing, how come I never noticed before?"
"Just kidding, I really had no choice, I'll tell you properly after work."
I didn't move an inch all morning, I even held back from going to the bathroom. But because my short
skirt naturally rode up when I sat down, my long, white, bare legs were exposed to everyone's gaze in the office, and my genitals
were directly rubbing against the rough chair, which made me have all sorts of fantasies. I also noticed that several men kept finding excuses
to sit diagonally opposite me, their eyes never leaving my thighs. I had to cross my legs so they wouldn't
see my genitals, but that exposed my buttocks to them, which was really annoying. I really hoped I wouldn't leave them with
the impression that I was lewd.
After lunch, they wanted to play cards, but I was too lazy to pay attention to them and just read a book. Suddenly, the phone
rang; it was for Xiaoqian. Xiaoqian was on the phone, and the other end kept urging, "Hurry up, hurry up, what are
you doing!" Xiaoqian had no choice but to whisper to me, "Please help me out, this call is important, please!"
"Sigh, I'll help you this once!" I had no choice but to take Xiaoqian's place at the card table. After a while, Xiaoqian finished her call, picked up her
bag, and left, saying she had something urgent. I, the one who had to take the blame, had to keep playing.
Actually, the main reason I don't like playing cards is because I'm really bad at it, and this time was no exception. Before long, we
lost terribly. We finally finished playing, and it was almost time for work.
"Get to work, get to work!" I stood up.
"What's the rush? The losers haven't been punished yet!" Old Zhao shouted.
"Oh no!" I was startled. According to the old rules, the losing men had to do push-ups, and the women had to do sit-ups
. Usually, I would help Xiaoqian stretch her legs when she lost. But what to do today? She was wearing so little, and Xiaoqian didn't...

"Hey, Xiaoqian's not here, so no one's going to help me stretch my legs. That means I don't have to do it today!"
"No way! A bet's a bet! We won't back out now that Xiaoqian's not here!" the three of them immediately 　　shouted
.
"Stop joking! It's really not possible today. I'll make it up to you tomorrow!"
"No way! Why is it absolutely not possible today?"
"I'm not feeling well today," I said quietly, blushing.
"Xiaolan, tell us exactly what's wrong? If it makes sense, we won't make things too difficult for
you!"
But I couldn't exactly tell them it was because I wasn't wearing a bra and was afraid of being exposed. I could only say, "I
'm not feeling well today."
"I'm not feeling well every day! How about this, just do half today, twenty, okay?"
Before I could even speak, Lao Zhao and Xiao Li ran behind me, each grabbing one of my arms, while Xiao Zhang bent
down and lifted my legs. The three of them lifted me up.
"Put me down! What are you doing!" I didn't expect them to do this.
"We just want you to do what you're supposed to do," Lao Zhao said.
The three of them placed me on the sofa, Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li each holding down one of my legs, while Lao Zhao stood beside me,
ready to count. It seemed there was no way to escape. A bet's a bet, the sooner the better.
After just two rounds, I noticed the atmosphere was off. Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li's faces were flushed, their breathing tense, and their eyes were
fixed on my lower body, while Lao Zhao was squatting beside me. When I sat up, I saw that because of the four of
us playing around, my skirt was wrinkled, and the hem now only covered my upper thighs, completely exposing my fair and full thighs to
them. Xiao Zhang had one hand holding my ankle, while the other was on my calf, and Lao
Zhao was even touching my thigh.
I suddenly wondered: when I lay down, would they see my genitals? Sometimes we'd joke
around and there would be occasional physical contact, but I never thought much of it. But now,
being stared at by three men while practically naked from the waist down, the feeling I had on the bus that morning resurfaced.
My mind suddenly went blank; I didn't know what to do. I just mechanically did twenty sit
-ups. I didn't even know what they had done to me during that time. When I came to my senses a little clearer,
I realized my skirt had been lifted up to my waist,
exposing my flat, white abdomen and my mons pubis, covered in sparse black pubic hair. Six men's hands, each with a different sensation, were
roaming over my lower body.
"Stop it, you're going too far!" I pushed them away, staggered to my feet, straightened my clothes
, and went back to my seat. Seeing that I was unhappy, they all obediently went back to work.
I was quite angry, feeling that they were disrespectful to me, so I didn't give them a kind look all afternoon.
They, on the other hand, were all very considerate of me, trying their best to make me happy. Thinking about it carefully, I couldn't
entirely blame them. Perhaps my attire gave them the wrong impression, which is why they acted that way. With this
thought, my anger subsided, and I stopped arguing with them. The office returned to its usual harmonious atmosphere.
Chapter 3: The Exposed Wife
It was almost time to leave work, and when I went to the restroom, Xiaoqian was there too.
"Xiaolan, what's wrong with you today? You look so sexy!" Xiaoxi asked me with a smile.
We usually talk about everything when we're together, and I've told her before that my husband
is impotent. So I told her about what happened this morning, omitting the part about the bus.
"I know that," Xiaoxi said knowingly, "Your husband calls it voyeurism. Some men
like girls to wear as little as possible so they can feast their eyes."
"He can take advantage of me, but he doesn't actually see anything!"
"Well, maybe he satisfies himself through his imagination? Like when I daydream, I sometimes
think of some really lewd things, and I get excited about it!" Xiaoxi's face turned a little red.
"But I feel like a bad woman then, people will think I'm quite slutty."
"That's right, that's the problem," Xiaoxi suddenly jumped up, "All men want their
wives to be a housewife in the kitchen, a lady in public, and a slut in bed. But your husband can only
treat you like a lady in bed, he will feel very inferior, and he has been suppressing it for too long, so this abnormal demand has appeared
."
"What do you think he wants me to do?" I began to think that Xiaoxi's analysis made some sense
.
"I once read an article by a guy named Ma Wang about a man whose wife deliberately dressed very
provocatively and flirted with and even had sex with a group of her husband's friends in front of him. He actually felt
incredibly excited, and later they all went to some kind of orgy. In other words, the more promiscuous his wife was
, the more excited he felt. Maybe your husband is like that now?" I noticed
Xiaoxi was getting excited.
"If I became that kind of woman, what would people think of me?"
"Haven't you always wanted to cure your husband's illness? Maybe this really is an opportunity. Besides, I
think they all admire you even more today!"
Xiaoxi's words not only reminded me of the absurd things that happened at noon, but my face also turned red again. However, I also felt that Xiaoqian's words
made sense. If it could really cure his illness, even if I temporarily became like that, it would be worth
it. Then, it wouldn't be too late for everything to return to normal.
Xiaoqian felt moved by my words and became even more enthusiastic: "You can take this opportunity to try it out, be more sexy,
more erotic, and see his reaction. Maybe, you can also really have some fun yourself!"
"You little brat, talking nonsense! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take it out on your Dawei!" As soon as I said it
, I realized that I had gone too far with the joke.
Dawei is Xiaoqian's live-in boyfriend, but Xiaoqian wasn't bothered at all. Instead, she smiled and asked me, "Take it if you want
, it's no problem. But, you just don't know why our Dawei is called that?"
"How would I know?"
"Of course you don't know, because his thing is especially big!" Xiaoxi looked at me lecherously, which
made me feel embarrassed. Sigh, girls these days!
"Hey, jokes aside, I really think what you said makes some sense, and I want to try it. But I
'm really not sure."
"Xiaolan, we're usually so close, don't worry, just let me know if you need help, no problem."
After work, I hitched a ride home with Xiaoxi.
Soon, my husband Zhiming came home.
"Baby, let's not stay home today, let's go out and have some romance, okay?" Zhiming hugged me from behind and said
gently.
"Okay!" Zhiming's hand was already stroking my lower abdomen. The feeling of being molested by that person this morning
came again, and my heart suddenly started racing.
"Did anything special happen today?" Zhiming whispered in my ear.
"This morning in the car, a lot of men touched my body." I could never lie in Zhiming's presence;
it was as if he had hypnotized me.
"Can you tell me how you felt, baby?"
"I felt so ashamed, like I was so slutty."
"Really, baby, the thought of our baby being a slutty woman makes me so excited,
really, I don't know why."
"Then I'll be a slutty woman for you, okay? Baby, I hope you understand, I'm only doing this for
you." We hugged each other tightly and kissed.
"Baby, look at the new clothes I bought you, how about you wear them out tonight?" He took out a
pure black dress from his bag. I was wearing a black lace low-cut top and a similarly black silk skirt.
"No problem, baby, I'll wear whatever you tell me to wear. Should I change here?"
"Honey, that would be perfect."
But once I put the outfit on, I realized the problem wasn't as simple as I'd imagined.
Through the semi-transparent lace top, my erect nipples and white breasts were clearly visible, and the bottom
was even worse. It wasn't a skirt, not even a mini-skirt; it was a super mini-skirt, only
25 centimeters long. When I tied it around my waist, the hem barely reached my genitals, making me practically
naked from the waist down.
"Baby, you really can't go out like this. The skirt is way too short, and you absolutely have to wear a
bra with this top," I said, looking at him with embarrassment.
"Honey, it's just because you're wearing it wrong. It's not tied here, it should be tied here.
It's a crop top." He unbuttoned the skirt at my waist and re-tied it around my hips.
Indeed, it covered some of the lower part, but the upper part was more than just a crop top; most of my lower abdomen was
exposed. Luckily, the top was long enough to cover my stomach.
"Honey, could you give me another bra?" I asked softly.
"Okay." Zhiming took a set of black bras from the closet and handed them to me. There was practically no
fabric, just some straps.
"How am I supposed to wear this?"
"Either wear this, or don't wear anything. You can choose one."
I had no choice but to try it on. The so-called underwear was just two straps joined together at the top of my thighs,
barely covering even my already sparse pubic hair; the bra design was even more ingenious, merely
lifting my breasts more noticeably from below, just barely covering my nipples and revealing my alluring cleavage. The entire garment only made
me appear more sexy. Adding black high heels, everything was ready. Because the cover-up only had three
buttons, the hem would occasionally part as I moved, revealing my fair abdomen. I was even captivated by myself
: I never knew I could be so sexy and alluring.
Zhiming whispered in my ear, "Do you know what you look like right now?"
"What?"
"You look like a real slut, every man would want to have sex with you."
"Won't I be overwhelmed, darling?"
"Baby, I think you can manage. Let's go, let's go dancing."
In the taxi, I sat next to the driver. Because of the cramped space, I had to tuck my legs in, my long, white
thighs looking incredibly alluring in the darkness. The poor driver glanced at my thighs every now
and then. I didn't find it repulsive; instead, I found it somewhat amusing. I even reclined the seat a little,
exposing a large section of my bare abdomen, making the driver even more distracted.
After getting out of the car, Zhiming laughed and said, "You almost got hit by that poor driver."
I laughed too and said, "He got what he deserved."
"Honey, I have another good idea now. I think it'll
be more fun if we go in separately than together. That way, the other men will be bolder."
"But I'm a little scared!"
"Honey, don't be afraid. I'll protect you from the shadows. I'll call you when it's time to leave, but
you have to be inside until then. Okay, go in. I'll always be watching you from somewhere."
What choice did I have now? I took a breath and walked into the bar alone. The bar wasn't
very big, seating a few dozen people. It always played fast-paced dance music and disco, and some men and
women were dancing on the dance floor. I found a seat near a corner.
I knew that a single woman dressed like me sitting in a bar like this would inevitably attract unwanted attention from
men looking for fun. Sure enough, a tall young man approached me shortly after.
"Miss, would you do me the honor of dancing?" he asked, extending a hand in invitation.
Seeing his polite manner, I couldn't refuse, so I stood up and said, "Okay." But
once I stepped onto the dance floor, I realized I was in deep trouble. In the darkness, my clothing hadn't attracted much attention
, but now, standing in the brightly lit center of the hall, everyone could clearly see my attire, even
my underwear. I noticed a flicker of surprise in the young man's eyes, which quickly turned into excitement.
"Miss, you look very sexy today," he said. My face flushed instantly. Being complimented by a strange man...
This was my first time being sexy. But tonight, I might experience many firsts in my life!
Slowly, I realized that his hand, which had been on my back, had somehow moved down to my waist,
slipping under my bra and gently caressing my smooth waist. As I spun around, that hand slid down my waist and
across my soft abdomen. I didn't dare look at him, but I was too embarrassed to say anything. After all, who told you to dress so sexily
?
Gradually, I noticed that many people around me were staring at me. The men were staring intently
, while the women looked on with surprise and envy. Especially when I spun around. It was only
then that I realized that because my blouse was so light and I was wearing a super short skirt, when I twirled, my bare
stomach and entire fair legs were exposed to their view, and perhaps even my tiny
underwear. Zhiming might be watching me from there!
"Can we take a break?" I pleaded hesitantly.
"Then you have to promise to come sit with my friends."
"Okay." I didn't have time to think about anything else now.
He led me to an open private room on the side, where a slightly chubby but
handsome boy was sitting.
"You can call me Xiaoming, and this is Xiaofan," the tall boy introduced.
"You can call me Xiaolan." It's only polite to reciprocate.
The three of us sat around a glass table and started chatting. They were all younger than me and often came here. They
said they'd never seen such a pretty and sexy girl as me. I shyly told them I was already married
. They didn't believe me and said I was lying.
The three of them chatted quite happily, except their eyes kept lingering on my thighs and lower abdomen. I knew
they could occasionally see my underwear through the glass counter. But I don't care about these things anymore; on the contrary,
I feel a little satisfied. Maybe it's just a woman's innate vanity!
Xiao Ming took out some light blue pills and asked me mysteriously, "Do you know what ecstasy is?"
"Yes, I heard it makes you really energetic when you dance disco."
"Want to try it?" Xiao Fan started persuading me. At first, I didn't want to, but they kept
pestering me, and my own curiosity got the better of me, so I ate two pills.
Soon, I felt my energy surge, my whole body felt full of vitality, and my mind was filled with
the fast rhythms of disco. I had only one wish: I wanted to dance, I wanted to be free.
"Shall we go dancing?" I said excitedly.
"Wait a little longer." The two of them moved to sit next to me. Xiaoming and Xiaofan each put an arm around
my back, pulling me into their arms.
"What are you doing?" I giggled.
"This way we can be more affectionate! How about we call you 'sister'?"
"Okay, but the little brothers have to listen to their sister!"
"The little brothers will definitely make their sister happy." They grinned lecherously. Xiao Ming's
hand was already on my thigh, while Xiao Fan was blowing hot breath into my ear.
"Hehe, it tickles, you naughty little brothers." I was getting more and more excited, but my body was becoming less and less under
my control. Xiao Ming's hand roamed back and forth on my smooth thigh, and then moved up to my genitals. The two
straps couldn't cover my private parts at all, and his hand directly touched my pubic hair.
"Sister's panties are so sexy! I bet your husband can't satisfy your desires usually, you
must be very thirsty." His hand was teasing my clitoris, while Xiao Fan had already unbuttoned two buttons of my blouse
, and one hand was wandering over my bare abdomen and body.
"No, it hurts so much." I writhed, my legs spreading wider, my hands
reaching uncontrollably towards them, touching their inner thighs. Even though they were wearing tight jeans, it couldn't
hide their erect penises. I'd never touched another man's genitals before, except for Zhiming himself,
but now it felt so natural, perhaps because I was no longer under rational control.
Xiaoming lifted my skirt, exposing my fair, full lower body, his fingers already penetrating
my skin. Xiaofan unbuttoned all my clothes, pushed my bra aside, and sucked on my nipples
.
"Your body is amazing, so much better than those blonde girls."
I simply couldn't control myself; I needed more real sensations. Suddenly, I noticed some people looking in our direction
. I realized that being almost completely naked would attract a lot of attention, and I couldn't let them
continue their antics.
"Hey guys, stop fooling around here, everyone will see," I said, pulling their hands away.
"Then you have to give us your contact information, we'll come over to your house later," they said, seemingly still wanting
more.
I gave them my home phone number and address. Xiao Ming wrote it down on his palm, then squatted
down and lifted my skirt.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to give you our phone number too." He then wrote his number on my lower abdomen.
"Come on, let's go dancing," Xiao Fan said, pulling me up.
"Wait a minute, let me button up my clothes."
"Here, let me help you," Xiao Ming offered to help. He only buttoned one button on my shirt, then ripped
off the other two, and the two of them dragged me onto the dance floor. Because my bottom was unbuttoned, the slightest
movement or twist exposed my entire body from the chest down, including my lower abdomen. But with the powerful rhythm of the music
, I didn't care anymore.
I danced wildly with them, twisting my waist, stretching my body, letting my high
breasts bounce freely, letting my sexy lower abdomen sway nakedly, letting my slender legs exude allure
.
More and more people surrounded me, watching me dance, whistling, all the men's eyes radiating
desire and hunger. Perhaps they saw all my secrets, but I conquered them; they...
They were all captivated by my charm. I bet they all wanted to sleep with me. I mean, if you dare say it, I'll
have sex with all of you.
Finally, I was exhausted. We went back to our seats. Just then, my pager
went off. Zhiming left me a message: "I'll be waiting for you at the door." So I told them I was
leaving. They were reluctant to let me go, but I promised them I would keep in touch, so they had no choice but to let me go.
"But we hope you can leave us something as a souvenir," Xiaofan suggested.
"But I don't have any suitable gifts to give you," I said, a little embarrassed.
"I only want this," Xiaofan said, suddenly reaching under my skirt and pulling down my underwear.
"Then I want one too," Xiaoming said, also forcing my bra off with Xiaofan's help.
"Ugh, how am I supposed to get out of here?!" My jacket was already quite sheer,
and without a bra, I felt completely naked. My nipples, erect with excitement, were clearly visible through the fabric.
Just then, my pager went off again. I didn't have time to play with them, so I had to leave like this. My face was burning red, and I just wanted to get out quickly
, but there were so many people. People kept taking the opportunity to grope my chest, and even the hostess at the door
looked surprised.
At the door, I found Zhiming, and we got into a taxi together. As soon as we got in, Zhiming eagerly kissed
me: "Honey, you were great today. Hey, where's your bra?" At the same time, his hand slipped under my
skirt: "Where are your panties? Did those two guys take them off?"
"Mmm," I stammered, utterly ashamed.
"Baby, I'm so excited! Feel it." He pulled my hand to his crotch.
Sure enough, it was hard. "Wow, that's great!"
"Baby, kiss it while it's hot." He unzipped his pants, revealing his penis.
"Ah, how can I do this? We're in the car! The driver will see in the rearview mirror!" I panicked
.
"What are you afraid of? When you were dancing, even your pubic hair was seen by those people." He pressed my head against his
genitals, and I had no choice but to take his penis in. At the same time, he flipped up my blouse and
covered my head. Since I wasn't wearing any underwear, I was almost completely naked. He then lifted my skirt
and inserted his fingers into my vagina, thrusting them in and out.
After a full day of sexual stimulation, I was almost at my breaking point. Stimulated by his fingers, I quickly
reached orgasm, collapsing into a limp, exhausted state. Zhiming's penis, however, showed little improvement, remaining mostly
semi-erect and unable to penetrate.
When we got home, Zhiming got out of the car first: "I'll go upstairs, you pay."
The driver turned around: "Forty dollars in total, miss." Then he stared at me lecherously.
I snapped out of my orgasm, sat up straight, and realized my bra was completely undone,
my full breasts swaying prominently. Worse still, Zhiming had somehow pulled off my skirt
, exposing my pubic area to the driver.
"You have a great figure, miss!" the driver said lecherously.
I didn't dare say much to him, hurriedly took out a large bill from my bag and threw it to him: "Keep the change." I quickly got off
the bus.
I clutched my shirt tightly, my lower body bare, and hurried into the building, "Don't run into anyone, don't
run into anyone." In the elevator, I suddenly saw a security camera. This was terrible; maybe they
would record it.
Fortunately, I didn't run into anyone along the way. Finally, I was home.
Chapter Four: The Bewildered Wife
As soon as I got home, I collapsed wearily onto the sofa: "I'm so tired today!"
"Honey, you did really well today. To be honest, I really didn't expect you to be so intimate with two strangers
," Zhiming said, standing naked in front of me.
"Ah, no, no, I've known them for a long time, we're old friends, so that's
why I was a little casual." I didn't want him to know that such an absurd thing had happened to me
: being so casual with two strangers I had just met.
"Ah, they're old flames, but you're really lewd today!" Zhiming sat down next to me.
"Hey, what's written on your stomach?"
"It's...it's...their phone numbers." I said, blushing.
"Have you ever planned to find some time to really have a real go at it with your two little brothers?" Zhiming
asked me mysteriously.
"No, no, how could I? I'm your wife, playing around with them is fine, but how could I possibly do it
for real?" I was starting to get confused.
"I don't care. You can have sex with whichever man you want, whenever you want.
I won't be unhappy. The more you do it, the more excited I'll be."
"How can you say that! I'm your wife, not some street prostitute."
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I'm only doing this for our own good, just trying to cure my illness. Besides,
I know you've been suppressing it for so long, and I want to give you some relief."
That last sentence hit my deepest, most secret wish. Looking at his limp penis, my anger
subsided a little: "Baby, you don't need to tell me, I know. I'll do whatever you want, but you
can't cross this last line, okay?"
"Okay, but I want you to buy me something tomorrow, promise me, okay?"
"Okay, what is it?"
"How about you go buy a vibrator?"
I immediately knew what he meant. He'd mentioned it before, but I'd always been too shy to agree
. This time, I'd just go along with it. "Okay, I'll go tomorrow. Let's rest now, I'm so tired."
"Thank you, you're such a sweetheart. Go to sleep."
...
The next day happened to be the weekend, and because we were so tired, we slept until the afternoon. After lunch
, Zhiming said with a smile, "Honey, don't forget your task for today!"
"You little pervert, I've already agreed, what's the rush?" Although I spoke toughly, I secretly regretted it
.
"Do you need some pretty clothes? I have plenty here!"
"Oh right, I forgot to ask you, where did all those weird clothes come from?"
"I secretly bought them before, imagining you wearing them made me so excited. Now you can
change into them one by one."
Zhiming opened a wardrobe in a corner for me, which was filled with several beautiful dresses and lingerie. It was
dazzling to look at, but every piece was daring and revealing. Usually, only the hostesses in nightclubs would wear
these clothes at night to seduce men. But it's broad daylight, and Zhiming won't let me wear a bra. After much deliberation,
I chose a high-waisted white nylon vest, revealing a hand's width of skin around my waist. Although it didn't directly expose
anything, the garment was very stretchy and tight, highlighting the curves of my breasts and making my nipples
stand out prominently. The skirt was a short, side-opening skirt with one button fastened. It was already quite short,
exposing my thighs, about 30 centimeters above my knees. What was worse, the side was only fastened with the top button, and the slit went all the way to
my crotch. Combined with the large exposed waist, a closer look would reveal that I wasn't wearing any underwear
.
"I'm about to get a nosebleed just looking at you dressed like that. Be careful, those men outside might eat you up."
"Who knows who'll eat whom yet?" I made a face at Zhiming, put on my high heels, grabbed my bag, and went out
.
...
As I walked down the street, I realized how sexy my outfit was. Although I was wearing a top
, the tight nylon vest exposed the outline of my breasts without any concealment. As I walked, my 36A
breasts bounced up and down in front of my chest, attracting the frequent glances of men on the street. In addition, my nipples were constantly
rubbing against the nylon vest, and soon they became engorged and erect, and my private parts were already slightly moist. Thinking about the sexual harassment that happened on the bus before
, I was afraid I would lose control and embarrass myself, so I quickly hailed a taxi.
Where to? I remembered there was a "sexual health products store" next to Tianhe Shopping Mall
. "Let's go to Tianhe Shopping Mall," I told the driver.
I sat next to him, exposing one side of my skirt to him. The driver was a
handsome young man, but from the moment I got in the car, his eyes were fixed on my snow-white thighs. That kind of gaze
would make any woman feel as if she were being admired naked. But he didn't do anything specific
, so I didn't say anything.
"It's so hot today, miss," he said, getting stuck in traffic.
"Yes."
"It's better to be a girl," he said, smiling at me.
"Why?"
"It's hot, girls don't even need to wear underwear, they can just wrap themselves in a piece of cloth and go out."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" My face immediately turned red, and I realized he was teasing me.
Seeing that I was a little unhappy, he fell silent. But I knew that his eyes were secretly scanning me
, almost causing me to bump into other cars several times.
Another sudden stop, and I couldn't take it anymore: "Can't you drive properly? What if you cause an accident
?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... But to be honest, you can't entirely blame me. A girl as pretty as you
, dressed so sexily, what man could resist? Seriously, this is the first time I've ever seen
such a beautiful and bold girl!"
Although I knew he was taking advantage of me, hearing someone compliment me like that, even though I'm almost thirty, and
a boy still calls me a girl, made me feel really good. I couldn't help but think that this boy was actually quite
cute.
"Nonsense, you little brat, so glib. I should treat you like my older sister. Drive properly, and don't
look around where you shouldn't." I pulled up my skirt a little to cover my exposed crotch.
"Good sister, please help me. Unbutton that button so I can take a good look, and I promise I
won't look again."
My face flushed again. I knew what he meant, but I still pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "What button
?"
He glanced at me and smiled. "Of course, it's the most crucial button on your skirt."
"Hmph, why should I show it to you?"
"I'll consider you my god-sister, okay? Whenever you need a ride, just call me, and I'll be there right away, at your beck
and call. But please, I can't have a moment's peace today. What if I get into an accident
and hit someone? That would be a huge problem."
Looking at his pitiful appearance, I thought to myself: This boy is quite cute. Let him take a look; it
doesn't really matter.
But I was too embarrassed to look at him, so I looked out the window and quickly reached out to unbutton the only
button on the side of my skirt.
"Snap!" The skirt parted, exposing my snow-white thighs all the way to my hips and waist.
We finally arrived. "Wait for me here, okay?" I didn't want to experience this kind of embarrassment again.
"No problem, dear sister, I'll wait even if you make me wait a year. From now on, I'll only let you drive
."
"Hehe, don't tease me." But deep down, I actually liked this little boy a bit.
We quickly found our target, the "Romantic Adult Products Store." I'd passed by it many times before, and had
always been curious to take a look, but I'd never had the courage to step inside.
But today there was no turning back. I secretly glanced around; it seemed like no one was looking this way. I quickly
pushed open the door and went inside.
The interior was quite tastefully decorated, and the environment was rather quiet. There were two staff members, a man and a woman, and two other men
were searching for something on the shelves.
I tried to suppress my nervousness, pretending to be familiar with the place, and slowly looked at the shelves
. Soon, I saw those items that made my face turn red; they were arranged so realistically together.
Various colors, lengths, thicknesses, and styles were laid out there, naked and unadorned. My subconscious immediately
conjured up the thought: "Which one would be more suitable for my body?"
"Miss, would you like to buy a dildo?" The saleswoman appeared beside me at some point.
"No, no, just looking around." I felt the blood rush to my head, and I stammered nervously
.
"Actually, it's okay. Lots of women buy these from us. Our quality is very good; they
generally last for more than two years without breaking. Hey, what size do you want?"
I really wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground right then and there. I was so embarrassed. The two men next to me
were glancing at me out of the corner of their eyes. I absolutely hated this little girl, but she kept talking without batting an eye. I
could only mumble, "No, no, no."
"Xiao Ma, come over here for a moment, I'll handle this."
"Oh, okay."
"Excuse me, miss. Please come with me." The male salesperson came over and nodded to me.
Without hesitation, I immediately left the place with him. We turned a corner and went into an office.
"Please sit down," he said, gesturing to the sofa.
Only then could I calmly look at this man properly. Thankfully, he was quite amiable, probably in his thirties or
forties, the kind of man who gave you peace of mind.
"Hello, my surname is Zhao, and I'm the owner here. I'm sorry about earlier; our staff was too abrupt. I hope
you don't mind!"
"Oh, it's alright, I was just a little nervous." After taking a sip of the water he offered, I gradually
calmed down.
"Just think of me as a doctor. We sell products that can cure illnesses and save lives, right? They
can help people enjoy life better." The owner smiled at me.
"Hmm, you could say that." Thinking about it, what he said made sense.
"These are some of my most prized possessions, things that regular guests don't see. Come, take a look." He
opened a cabinet and showed them to me. Inside, too, were displayed a variety of colorful things. But now I was
able to face them more calmly.
"I suppose you've never used them before?"
"Yes."
"Some women like plastic ones because they're softer, some like metal ones because they feel
they're hard and smooth, and the barbed ones give your vagina more stimulation..."
He calmly showed me each one and explained, the obscene words
coming out of his mouth so casually, but my face still turned red.
"Most artificial penises are more practical than most men's penises; you'll find out eventually. So
, which one do you prefer?"
"I...I'm not sure," I said softly.
"Well, how about this, I'll let you try them out!" the shopkeeper said, swallowing hard.
"Try them out? How?" I asked, confused.
"Well, we have this special offer for our regular customers. We're lucky to have met today, so I'll let you
try them out too. I'll ask you a few questions and help you pick out a few that suit you. You can try them out here and
decide which one you like best."
"I...I...let me think about it." I felt he was quite considerate, but something still felt off.
"How many sexual partners have you had before?" he asked casually.
"Only one, of course!" I was surprised he would ask that question, but I answered
him quietly anyway.
"Oh, what a nice girl. How long is his penis?"
"Oh, I'm not sure, maybe... this long!" I gestured with my hand.
"How thick is it?"
"Well, about this." I made a circle with my hand.
"Are you satisfied when you have sex?"
"It's great, really great."
"Do you have many orgasms?"
"Orgasms? I guess so." But I wasn't really sure what constituted an orgasm.
"Here, try this one. The latest model, plastic wireless electric remote control." He handed
me one.
"Wow, it's so thick!" I exclaimed softly after unpacking it. It was black, not very
long, about 12 centimeters, but very thick. I couldn't even hold it in one hand, while my husband
could hold it quite a bit with one hand!
"Actually, this is a pretty normal size. Many men have this much," he said, looking at me strangely
.
"Oh," I replied softly.
"Then try it yourself. I'll go out for a bit, okay?"
"Okay."
The shopkeeper smiled at me and left, leaving me alone on the sofa with that black substitute
. What to do? I stroked that thick, erect thing with my hand, and suddenly felt incredibly empty down there, but
I didn't have the courage to connect them.
"How is it? Oh, like this. Don't be nervous, I'll teach you, okay?" The boss had returned sometime earlier
.
"Okay," I replied softly, and he sat down next to me.
"Using a vibrator is best done in a safe and cozy environment. First, take off all your
clothes, preferably completely naked." He stared into my eyes as he spoke slowly. I just kept my head down, holding
the black thing in my hand, nodding repeatedly.
His hand gently moved to the buttons on my skirt. "No...no." I grabbed his hand.
"Don't worry, the door is closed, no one else can come in. It'll just be the two of us. I'll teach you the techniques."
His hand unbuttoned my skirt, lifted it up, revealing my fair and soft lower body.
The sunlight from the window shone on me, warm and comforting. I closed my eyes.
"If your vagina is still dry, don't rush to insert it. It's best to do some caressing outside first, like
this. Oh! Little girl, it seems you don't need that anymore." I knew my genitals were already wet.
"Then, gently push it in, carefully feel the insertion."
The cold, thick thing was slowly being pushed into my body. I remembered that cold
KFC pen from that day, but this was different. It opened me up, filled me, and a tingling sensation
was spreading throughout my body.
"Now, it's completely inside your vagina. How does it feel?"
"Oh, oh..." I moaned softly as his hands stroked my genitals.
"Now, enjoy it."
"Ah! Stop... no... ah... no..." The thing that had been quietly filling me suddenly began
to vibrate violently, shaking inside me. My lower body jerked upwards, and I gripped my vulva tightly with both hands
.
The shaking grew more and more intense, and I quickly lost consciousness.
When I came to, I was lying lazily on the sofa, my nylon vest tucked under my armpits,
naked from the breasts down in the sunlight, and he was staring intently at my body. But I didn't have the strength to move, and I
didn't want to do anything.
"How many times have you had an orgasm like this before?"
"None."
"You'll have them often in the future, once a day is fine. But I'm still curious, how
could a girl like you need this?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, men who want to sleep with you should be lining up!"
"If I said I haven't had sex with a man for over a year, would you believe me?"
"It seems so. Your body is really beautiful, shall I give you a gift as a present?"
"Okay, thank you. Wrap this up for me!"
I put on my clothes, which was actually very easy at the time, and hugged him. I don't know why, I just
felt it was the right thing to do.
"Hope to see you again someday!"
"Hopefully. Goodbye."
"Thank you, here are your things and gifts, welcome back again!" When the cashier handed me the bag
, I saw a strange look in her eyes. I
was very grateful; my car was still waiting for me.
"Why did you take so long? Hmm, you seem a little different than before?"
"Stop nagging, just drive." I gave him my home address.
"Strange, what were you doing just now? Really? You look radiant!"
"Kid, don't ask questions, just drive." Deep down, I slowly began to understand what pleasurable sex meant to a woman
.
Downstairs: "Okay, I'm going home now. Thanks again!"
"Here's my business card. Feel free to contact me anytime if you need a ride. Can I have your phone number? I want to
call you again."
"Okay, sure, but be careful when you call, especially if my husband answers!"
After saying that, I was surprised. What was wrong with me? When did I start acting so secretly?
"Hey, you lecherous guy, I'm going downstairs now, goodbye." I pulled Xiao Li's
hand away from between my legs and got out of the car.
Chapter Five: The Wife's First Love (Xiao Ming and Xiao Fan)
Back home, Zhi Ming was reading.
"Honey, I'm home." I shyly kissed Zhi Ming.
"Come on, baby, let me see how the task went!"
"Hehe, don't rush, wait here for me a moment."
I grabbed the bag and jumped into the bedroom, closing the door behind me. I wanted to surprise him. Oh right, I still have a gift
. It turned out to be a set of pajamas. When I opened it, it was just a square piece of black silk
with three straps at the three corners. How was I supposed to wear it? After pondering for a while, I finally realized it was just a bodice.
Looking in the mirror, it was easy to take off all my clothes, put on the pajamas, tie a
knot at the back of my neck, and then another knot at the back of my waist. From the front, they're a little small because my breasts are naturally
a bit outward-facing, so from the side, you can always see the outer part of them. With a slight jiggling, even the nipples almost
pop out. From the back, well, basically you can only see two straps; my smooth back
, pert buttocks, and long, beautiful legs are all on full display. But anyway, I'm at home, so it's okay.
Then there's that big guy... what to do? I thought of a good idea, but then felt a little
uneasy. Just thinking about it made me wet down there. I slowly inserted that big guy into
my vagina until it was completely inside. It was really uncomfortable, but I had to endure it.
Everything was ready, and I looked at myself in the mirror—sexy and alluring. Okay, let's see my husband's reaction.
When I reappeared in the living room, I saw Zhiming's eyes practically pop out of his head. "Wow, wife, you're
so beautiful."
"Really? Aren't you sexy?" I said softly.
"Not sexy, I'm totally mesmerized by you." Zhiming pressed against my bare back from behind, his hands immediately
grabbing my breasts.
"Don't rush, I'll give you something else good." I handed him the remote control for the electric dildo.
"What's this?"
"Turn it on and see."
"Oh, don't turn it on so high." Zhiming immediately turned the switch to the maximum, and
a clear electric motor sound came from below me.
"Hehe, my darling, I love you to death, how did you come up with such a great idea?" Zhiming chuckled lewdly
, placing me on the sofa, spreading my legs, and watching the dildo work with great interest
.
"Ah, no! Turn it off! I feel so uncomfortable!" I really couldn't take it anymore.
"Okay, let's make a deal. I'll turn it off now, but you have to keep it inside all day.
Don't take it out without my permission. Okay?"
"Hehe, what if it accidentally falls out?"
"Hehe, then I'll punish you. Okay." Zhiming turned off the switch, but I still felt uncomfortable.
"Okay, then I'll go make us something to eat."
"Great, I'm starving, seeing it but not being able to eat it," Zhiming said with a double entendre. He patted my
bare bottom.
While I was in the kitchen, I vaguely heard someone come into the house. I poked my head out and asked, "Zhiming,
is someone here?"
Just then, Zhiming came over and said, "Your friends are here. Come on, say hello."
"Who is it? I need to change my clothes, is this inappropriate?"
"It's okay, come on, just like this." Zhiming pulled me into the living room without further ado. I
was stunned when I saw them. It was the two boys from last night, Xiaoming and Xiaofan.
"You, you, what are you doing here?" I stammered nervously. What was going on
?
"Big sister, we called your house, and your friends invited us over to hang out," Xiaoming stammered
. They both stared at me intently, surprised to see me dressed like this.
"Xiaolan, it's like this, I forgot to tell you, your two friends called this morning, wanting to
hang out, so I gave them the address and invited them over. It's okay, we're all friends, let's all have some fun together
. Come on, sit down, sit down." Zhiming practically pulled me to sit on the sofa.
Xiaoming and Xiaofan sat on the sofa opposite, their lustful eyes scanning my entire body. I was only
wearing a bellyband, sitting between three men—two with whom I had an ambiguous relationship, and one my husband—
feeling extremely nervous. The atmosphere was awkward, and the three of them made small talk.
"Okay, you three can chat, I'll go to the kitchen to cook," Zhiming stood up.
"No, no, you stay here, I'll go make dinner." I stood up, trying to stop Zhiming, but he
pushed me back down, leaving only the three of us in the living room.
Xiaoming and Xiaofan became lively, running over and sitting on the sofa with me.
"Xiaolan, you dress so sexy even at home." Xiaofan's hand landed on my back, stroking
my bare back.
"No, not always. Ah, no, this is my home." Xiaoming's hand was
on my thigh.
The two boys started harassing me relentlessly, and soon, they pulled my breasts out of my bodice
. The stimulation from four hands combined with the foreign objects in my genitals was almost unbearable, but this was my own home, and my husband
was in the next room.
I struggled to my feet, pulling my exposed breasts back into my clothes. "Come on, let me put on some music for you
." I didn't dare sit back down on the sofa. I kept myself busy, turning on the music, changing CDs, and pouring them
water.
"Come on, sister, this music is so nice, will you dance with me?" Without a word, Xiaoming hugged
me. I had no choice but to dance with him for a while. Xiaoming's hands were around my back,
stroking my bare back, then stopping at my soft buttocks, gently kneading them. I thought Xiaofan could clearly see
my almost naked back and Xiaoming's hands, and I buried my head in Xiaoming's shoulder in shame.
"Ah!" Suddenly, the dildo in my lower body started vibrating. It turned out that Xiaofan was playing with the remote control that he had just left on the table
. "Xiaofan, no, don't play with that, turn it off." I said shyly to Xiaofan.
"Sister, what's this remote control?" Xiaofan asked curiously.
"Ah, no, don't ask so many questions, just turn it off." I hugged Xiaoming's neck, almost
collapsing onto him.
I think Xiaoming must have heard the sounds coming from my lower body, looking at me lustfully, "I didn't expect you
to be such a lewd woman."
"No, no, I can't take it anymore, I have to sit down." I couldn't stand anymore.
Sitting on the sofa, my consciousness was already unclear, and waves of desire were surging up.
"You guys sit for a while, we're out of oil, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some." Zhiming stood in front of me, staring at me
.
I was startled and quickly straightened my disheveled clothes. "Okay, come back soon."
"Not so soon, it'll be a while before I leave. You should spend some time with your friends." Zhiming
smiled mysteriously at me, closed the door, and went out.
The moment the door closed, Xiaoming kissed my lips, his hot, nimble tongue slipping into my mouth
. I was completely overwhelmed by lust. We kissed passionately. Xiaofan also quickly tore open my two straps
and threw my bodice aside, leaving me completely naked between the two boys.
Soon, Xiaoming and Xiaofan were both completely naked. Xiaoming's penis was long but thin, while Xiaofan's
was short but thick. Xiaoming lay on the sofa, and I pressed down on him, kissing him, my breasts pressed tightly against his smooth
chest. His penis throbbed against my vulva. Xiaofan hugged my backside, rubbing his hard penis against my
buttocks.
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