[Husband's Birthday Gift] [Author: nbnb0624]

Today is my husband's birthday. Several days ago, I promised him that as a birthday present, I would be obedient all day and grant his every request. Seeing his smug smile, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Here, baby, take this." I had just finished dressing and was about to leave when he pushed me back onto the bed. Before I could struggle or protest, my husband mischievously slapped my bottom twice. I let out a soft "Ugh~~~" and collapsed again, pitifully turning my head to look at him. My husband had a mischievous grin on his face, holding that vibrating egg set that always made me feel like I was in heaven. I buried my head in the blanket, feeling ashamed, thinking to myself... I'm doomed today... I've always felt that my sensitive body is a disadvantage, and my husband always bullies me terribly. With the little vibrating egg inside my vagina, and the connected control cord wrapped around my clitoris, every step was incredibly difficult. The short four-story walk was a struggle; I was panting and gripping my husband's hand tightly, my face burning red. Finally, we reached the first floor, and I couldn't help but reach a small climax. My husband happily and excitedly kissed my cheek, breathed into my ear, and said with a laugh, "My little girl is so sensitive, do you want me to turn it on to make you feel even better?" "No, no~~~ Ugh~~~" Just kidding~ I'd go crazy walking like this, so I clung to him tightly, burying my face in his chest and nuzzling him. My husband let me off the hook for the time being, taking my burning hand as we walked out of the courtyard.

The weather was cool today, and since it wasn't the weekend, there weren't many people on the street, so my occasional lapses

in attention—clutching my husband's sleeve to catch my breath by the roadside—didn't attract much attention. But I was still blushing furiously, feeling my underwear was soaked. "Mmm, you've been so good today, how about I take you to get something nice to eat?" Normally, I'd jump for joy at those words, but now I just glared at him resentfully, my eyes telling him I was about to break down and shouldn't be bothered. My husband, however, seemed to deliberately ignore it, muttering to himself, "Bus or taxi?" "...I panicked instantly. Of course, it's a taxi! How can I take the bus in this state? Waaah!" I squeezed my husband's groping hands on my butt, almost crying.

He wickedly whispered in my ear, giving me two choices: "Either we take a taxi, but you have to turn the vibrator on to medium; or we take the bus, and I can temporarily stop bothering you, just leave the vibrator inside." I bit my lip, thinking hard, then glanced at a packed bus that had just passed by, and mumbled, "Taxi..." We quickly hailed a taxi, and my husband shoved me into the back seat. The moment I sat down, the vibrator went in much deeper, and I almost cried out. I secretly twisted and turned, trying to adjust my position. My husband had already reached into my coat pocket where the remote was, and I leaned against him, trembling.

"Buzz~~~~~~"

"Ah~~Eee..." Oh my god, this bastard went all the way up from the start! I couldn't help but cry out. The driver looked at me strangely in the rearview mirror. I couldn't think straight anymore, and instantly reached my climax, moaning as I collapsed into my husband's arms, trembling uncontrollably.

After bringing me to my climax, my husband mercifully turned the intensity back to medium, then withdrew his right hand, completely ignoring the driver's constant glances in the rearview mirror, unzipped my coat, and skillfully began to caress my breasts.

"Mmm~~" "No...!" I protested weakly, "The driver will see..." My protest was cut short by a rough, passionate kiss from my husband. After a long, lingering kiss, he looked at me, panting and dazed, and said with a smug smile, "Then let him see. That'll excite you even more, won't it?" His voice was just loud enough for the driver in front to hear. I felt the car swerve noticeably. The driver coughed awkwardly, but his eyes continued to linger on me.

Today, as my husband had instructed, I wasn't wearing anything under my coat except my underwear. He pulled my zipper down to my chest, exposing my deep purple bra and alluring cleavage. His fingers parted the fabric covering me and pinched my already hardened nipples. I could hear the driver in front... My breathing grew heavier, and I heard the sounds of swallowing. The shame strangely fueled my excitement. I initially suppressed my moans, but with the vibrating egg and my husband's skillful touch, I began to moan unrestrainedly. On one hand, I felt immense shame; on the other, I wanted someone to hear and see my wantonness… My husband grabbed my hand and pressed it against his crotch. I could feel his hot, hard erection, that burgeoning aggression and powerful masculine desire… "Come on, help me take it out." My husband wickedly stopped playing with my nipples, but pulled my coat open further, completely exposing my full breasts to the driver's view. His hand pressed down on my trembling little paws, pressing them against his heat.

Reason desperately tried to stop me, telling me we were outside! In a strange taxi, facing a strange adult man, but burning desire had made me completely abandon all restraint and self-respect. Anyway, I promised my husband I'd be good today—it would be my birthday present… I secretly comforted myself, finding the best excuse for my wantonness.

"Don't use your hands, use your mouth..."

I obediently lowered my head, biting my husband's zipper with my teeth, pulling it down with all my might. My nose brushed against his already erect and ready-to-go penis... Then, I gripped the edge of his underwear with my teeth and slowly tugged, and my husband's huge penis sprang out with a "whoosh," fiercely displaying its power to me.

The car slowed down noticeably, and I noticed it seemed to have turned into a side alley. We had originally planned to go to the pedestrian street area, but it had already driven to the

vicinity of the riverside avenue. I began to lick and suck my husband's penis, and when the huge head was swallowed into my mouth and moved back and forth, my husband groaned comfortably. He smiled with interest and asked the driver, who was trembling with excitement, "How's it going? My girlfriend's got some action, right? She's really good at it, want to play along?" "Ughh ...

"You said you'd listen to me all day, right? No going back on your word. Be good~" "Waaah~~~" I tried desperately to shake my head, but I figured that would only make my husband feel better. My husband took the remote control out of my pocket and said wickedly, "Naughty children have to be punished..." Then, he suddenly turned the intensity up to the maximum! I writhed like a madman, the churning stimulation inside my vagina making me feel both pleasure and pain. I could only desperately masturbate my husband's penis, trying to beg him to stop... "Sigh, my girlfriend loves being fucked by me in front of others, and lately she's become obsessed with me fucking her with other guys. It's hard for me to satisfy her... How about it, bro?" "Any interest in helping, bro?" My husband said wickedly, making me feel incredibly ashamed, while enjoying my services. My body was uncontrollably reaching orgasm again and again... I couldn't help it; after being trained by him for so long, my already sensitive body experienced double the pleasure after being shamed. That was his goal... to make me more lewd and more easily aroused.

The driver wasn't as nervous as before, and said with a lewd smile, "Of course I'm willing to 'do' such a good job. After I park the car over at the scenic Beida Bridge, we can have a wild sex session without being seen." As he spoke, his lewd eyes kept glancing at me in the rearview mirror. I was so excited that I didn't know what to do.

My husband turned off the vibrator, but still didn't take it out of my body. I knew he had complicated expectations for what was about to happen. His penis grew thicker and harder, and I couldn't swallow it all... The driver drove while joking with my husband, and soon drove to the deserted Beida Bridge embankment. As the car stopped, my heart pounded with tension. I knew some things were unstoppable, so I braced myself for the urge to enjoy it.

"Little slut, getting out of the car? Still reluctant to leave?"

My husband chuckled, pulling me out of the car and shoving me onto the grass by the embankment. The spot was a slope; you couldn't see anything from the road, and there were very few people around. It certainly seemed like the perfect place for outdoor sex.

"Mmm..." Having experienced so many orgasms, I collapsed weakly, too weak to even sit up. The driver got out of the car and came to me. It was then that I saw his face clearly for the first time—a very strong man in his thirties, reeking of cigarettes, dressed unkempt, with a low-class air. He was the type I would never normally give a second glance to… But now, I was about to be played with and violated by this man… A mixture of disgust and arousal made me plead with my husband, but he just smiled and unbuckled his belt, saying evilly, "Be good, put your hands behind your back."… Stripped naked and bound, I knelt on the grass. The cool breeze felt on my skin, making me especially sensitive, particularly the pubic hair. The effect of being bound and ogled made my body burn. The driver, who had been leering at me, asked lewdly, "Your woman has really big breasts, can I touch them?" My husband smiled and acquiesced, walking behind me, pressing down on my trembling shoulders, and exposing my naked body to him.

"Oh, so soft!" The lewd driver grabbed my left breast and kneaded it roughly. Not satisfied, he grabbed my right breast with his other hand, so he had both of my breasts in his hands. I bit my lip and turned my head away. My husband leaned in and asked wickedly, "Baby, is it exciting? Does it feel good to be touched by another man? Is it more enjoyable for me to touch him or for him?

" How was I supposed to answer that?! I could only pretend not to hear, turning my head away in shame, enduring the pleasure of my breasts being roughly kneaded. "Oh, your nipples are hard, tsk tsk, so slutty." "My girlfriend's nipples are very sensitive here; they usually get hard with just a pinch. If you flick them, she'll moan with pleasure." My husband happily gave him his advice.

I shook my head desperately. My husband was so wicked! This move was a sure way to kill me!

But that guy actually pinched my nipple and flicked it hard with his middle finger and thumb. I screamed, "Ouch!" A scream erupted as the excruciating pain made me writhe and try to escape. My husband held me tightly, preventing me from moving, his tongue licking my tear-streaked eyelids as he gently said, "Baby, does it feel good? I know you like being teased, right?" I leaned against him pitifully, unable to utter a word, only shaking my head repeatedly.

"Haha, I saw you giving your man a blowjob in the car, so give me one too, let me see the technique your man praised!" He went further, pinching my face while continuing to rub my breasts, the force leaving red finger marks on my skin.

"Waaah... I don't want to..." I cried in protest.

"Baby, are you being naughty? I like good girls, you'll feel great if you do as I say, don't you want to make me feel good? Don't you want to give me a nice gift?" My husband is a devil, he must be a devil~~~~!
"Damn, I can't take it anymore, so sexy and exciting!" The man started thrusting into my head, and while I inwardly despised his stamina, I groaned in pain as he penetrated me. My husband was clearly surprised by his quick finish, so he laughed and suggested, "My girlfriend loves drinking my semen, and she wants to see if other men taste the same. Just grant my little slut's wish." The man, who had been hesitant about whether to ejaculate in my mouth, thrust even harder upon hearing this: "Okay, you slut, I'll ejaculate it all in you, and you have to drink every last drop, haha! So good!" I was also starting to feel hot and aroused. My breasts felt incredibly good under my husband's ministrations, and the shame of being violated in my mouth was also arousing me. So I started sucking his penis even harder. His penis throbbed violently in my mouth, and several streams of hot, sticky, and foul-smelling liquid shot into my mouth, almost making me suffocate. Just as I was about to swallow it all, my husband pinched my cheek and said mischievously, "Don't swallow it, hold it in your mouth!" "Ugh!" Always obedient to my husband, I obediently held the mouthful of foul-smelling semen in my mouth, enduring the sour taste. My husband temporarily released me, then leaned close to me and commanded, "Open your mouth." I did as he said, the semen mixed with my saliva slowly dripping from the corner of my mouth. I didn't even need to look to know that the scene was extremely lewd.

"Stir it around with your tongue a few times, be lewd." I did as he said, performing this lewd act in front of two men, one of whom was my husband, and with another man's semen in my mouth, the sense of transgression was just too stimulating... I didn't even need to touch myself to know that my genitals were already soaking wet.

"Okay, you can swallow it now, baby, is it good?"

My husband's wicked look was so charming. I looked up at him absentmindedly, nodded, then shook my head violently, my face burning red. Suddenly, I noticed that the man's penis, which had just been climaxing in my mouth, was now hard and thick again. Good heavens, did he recover just as quickly as he ejaculated? Noticing my gaze, he proudly thrust his penis towards me, playfully pinching my breast: "I told you I'd make you feel good later, make you cum non-stop, haha." My husband stood where the other man had been, gesturing for me to perform oral sex on him. He also untied the belt binding me and ordered me to spread my legs from behind… The man understood and moved behind me, his fingers beginning to caress my wet vulva. While diligently sucking on my husband's large penis, I adopted a lewd posture, cooperating with the man playing with my vulva to open it wider, allowing him a clear view of everything.

Rough, hard fingers shoved into my tight hole, groping and probing without any skill. But even this primal brutality aroused my wanton body. I shamelessly sucked on my husband's penis while swaying my waist and buttocks, as slutty as a little bitch. My husband sighed with great satisfaction, stroking my hair, enjoying the pleasure of being served and my lewd performance. At that moment, I didn't think about anything else, only about making my husband happy perfectly. So I vigorously wiggled my buttocks, telling the man behind me that this wasn't enough. "Slap! Slap!" The man lewdly slapped my buttocks, then pulled out his fingers that had been swirling inside me and struck my genitals hard. His fingers hit my clitoris, and I convulsed as if electrocuted, spurting out a pool of hot, wet liquid—I had lost control of my bladder… Although it wasn't much, the intense shame made me cry out, and I reached another orgasm while crying.

"You're so cheap, you peed after being hit like that?" The man wiped something on my back—I couldn't tell if it was my vaginal fluid or urine—on his hand. "Watch how I'll handle you!" he said. Then I felt something huge forcefully spread my vagina, thrusting in and out, each time penetrating deep inside, hitting my cervix and G-spot. I convulsed and trembled, reaching orgasm again and again. My vagina contracted repeatedly, the lewd man enjoying the tightness, laughing as he thrust and slapped my buttocks. The tingling pain and the pleasure of friction and squeezing inside my vagina made me abandon all dignity and frantically shake my hips. My wanton behavior excited my husband, who panted as he fucked my mouth, then suddenly pulled out and ejaculated on my hair and face. With my mouth free, I licked the semen from the corner of my lips and moaned wantonly. The lewd man was also about to ejaculate, and while fucking me harder, he panted and asked, "Little slut, do you want your brother to cum inside? Hmm?" My husband also asked with interest, "Little darling, do you want to be cummed inside? It's a little dangerous, isn't it?" "…Mmm…I want to…

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want to cum…Cum all inside…Ah ... The game rules... well, I was really exhausted. When we got home, my husband carried me into the bathroom to shower. The warm water washing over me, his embrace against my chest—it felt so safe and blissful. I looked up at him: "We didn't go anywhere fun today~~and didn't eat anything delicious~ Waaah~~~ I didn't even buy you a present." My husband gently held me, carefully washing me with a towel, smiling as he said, "Silly girl, I've already received the best present today. You were very good today, and you made me feel so good and comfortable. Come on...I'll reward you again~~" "Ahhh~~~~No~~~~"

Little Red Riding Hood was pounced on by the Big Bad Wolf...and another sweet torment ensued...

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