Dad, does my son look like you?

Dad, does my son look like you?

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My name is Chen Lu, I'm 25 years old, and I work in foreign trade sales at an electronics company. I've been married for three years. I'm 1.63 meters
tall , slim, with long legs, and my breasts often attract the attention of men on the street.
Although my husband and I have always had a happy life together, our sex life has always been bland and lacks
passion. I think it's probably because I'm frigid. We don't have children yet. My husband is away from home most of the time (
to an office ), and I don't have many friends. Every day after work, I just go home and watch TV. But one accidental event
completely changed my life.

One night, after taking a shower, I walked naked through the living room back to my bedroom. Just as I passed through the living room
, I noticed a flash of light under the window of the building across the street. After returning to my bedroom,
I looked closely through the gap in the curtains and saw a man spying on me with binoculars. I was terrified.
Oh no! Every time my husband isn't home, I walk around the house naked after showering. He's seen everything!

It's strange, the feeling of being spied on is so subtle, a little bit of shame brings a lot of excitement!
The thought of a strange man seeing my breasts actually gives me a slight thrill. My hand unconsciously
touches my firm, high breasts, and wait! Why are my nipples hard? A light touch to the tip sends a jolt
of electricity through me, and I feel inexplicably excited. Am I this excited just because another man saw me? My vagina
also gets wet, a tingling, itchy feeling washes over me. I touch my labia again, it feels like tiny insects are crawling inside, the itch is deep
inside.

I rub it vigorously, and suddenly a shiver runs through my body, and a gush of vaginal fluid spurts out. I
collapse onto the bed, completely exhausted. Could this be an orgasm?

I've been married to my husband for three years, and I've never felt this way during sex. The next day, I was still immersed in this excitement
. As soon as I got off work, I couldn't wait to go home. After dinner, I kept an eye on the window across the street, and it wasn't until after eight o'clock that
the binoculars from across the street started to peek out again. My heart pounded like a drum. Should I show him? A
feeling of guilt, like a thief, excited me intensely. The thrill of exposure stimulated me, and my vulva started to get wet again.

Finally, I made up my mind. I first fully opened the curtains of the French windows, then turned on all the lights, and went into
the bathroom to shower. After showering, I came out naked. I was a little shy at first, but the thought of a
man peeping at my naked body, staring at my breasts and vulva, instantly aroused me with the thrill of exposure.

I started walking slowly around the living room, finally standing in front of the French windows. I could almost see
the man , staring at my full, white, and firm breasts, drooling. I was confident in my breasts; they were so large yet
not sagging at all.

As I gently rubbed my breasts, I whispered, "You like to look, don't you? I'll strip naked for you to see! Aren't my
breasts beautiful? Do you want to rub them? Do you want me to lick them too?" As I said this, a surge of excitement and impulse
welled up inside me! I slowly pushed my breasts forward with my hands. My nipples were already hard and erect. I felt as if
I were my nipples into the man's mouth, and he was slowly licking and gently biting them. It was so exciting, so stimulating,
such a unique feeling.

I then struck a ballerina pose, stretching my arms straight above my head and crossing them, and slowly spinning in circles!
I thought to myself, "I'll show you! I'll show you my whole body!" By this time, my vaginal fluids were already
overflowing like a flood. I then turned around and leaned against the window railing, lifting one leg onto it.
The railing wasn't very high, only reaching about my thigh.

I used one hand to fully spread my labia, and the other hand to hold onto the railing, and began to rock my body back and forth!
My entire pink labia and vaginal opening were completely exposed. I softly murmured, "You
can't usually see this! Look at my pink, wet vagina! Aren't my pubic hair beautiful? Touch it,
lick it ! Rub my breasts hard!" Ah! So bouncy! So soft and comfortable!

I was extremely aroused, squeezing my breasts hard with one hand and rubbing my clitoris with the other. Suddenly,
a powerful electric current surged through my body, "Ah...ah...so comfortable..." I couldn't help but moan loudly.
I never moaned when I made love with my husband. I couldn't stand anymore, staggered back a few steps, and collapsed onto
the sofa .

For the next few days, I was filled with deep self-reproach. I had shown my most private parts to a strange man and
made such lewd gestures, things I had never done in front of my husband. I was so sorry to him.

For several weeks afterward, I didn't...

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