Exposed slutty wife - 10 night markets

My Exposed, Lustful Wife -

Friday Night Market. After returning home on Friday night, I asked my wife to play the tape she had recorded and to simulate the scene from the tape for me to play with. Finally, I experienced anal sex, and I ejaculated deep into my wife's rectum, demanding she lick the penis that had just been pulled from her anus clean.

Saturday morning, we got up late, not having breakfast until after 11 am. She prepared some changes of clothes and was ready to leave. We were going back to our hometown in the countryside to see the children and visit our parents on the weekend.

"Prepare a few more changes of clothes; we're not going back this week," I instructed.

"Why aren't we going back?"

"We're going on vacation to the east!"

"Why didn't you say so beforehand? It's almost noon now, isn't it too rushed? And did you call home?"

"I'll call later, you go and prepare!"

Although she was puzzled, she did as I said. While she packed her clothes, I picked out a few of her clothes for her to take and also took some seemingly unrelated items. She asked me with a puzzled tone,

"Why did you suddenly want to go to the east?"

"We won't run into anyone we know there, so we can have as much fun as we want."

She seemed to understand and lowered her head to pack her things.

I noticed that after this period of "training," she seemed quite accepting of these perverse sexual behaviors, and she seemed to enjoy it. Thinking about this, I felt a pang of sadness.

After we were all packed, we set off. The scenery along the way was beautiful, but the traffic jams were a real downer. We finally arrived at our destination close to dusk, and nothing particularly noteworthy happened along the way.

Since we hadn't booked a room in advance, almost all the larger hotels were full, so we ended up staying at a small hotel. Once everything was ready, I asked her to change and go shopping and have a meal.

She was wearing a white cotton short-sleeved top and a light green skirt, a very casual outfit. However, she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and on her feet were a pair of red high-heeled sandals with a few thin red straps, simply covering her feet—both sexy and jarring. Her nipples, faintly visible on her chest, and her pale, pinkish-white thighs (without stockings) were unmistakably sexual.

I looked her up and down, a pang of jealousy rising within me, and said to her,

"Tonight, you can't accept any advances from anyone, understand?"

"These next two days, you're my sex slave, a sexually frustrated harlot, understand?"

"Mmm..." she nodded in agreement.

After saying that, we left the hotel and headed to the busiest night market in town.

Once there, we wandered aimlessly for a while. It was a little past 8 pm, and there were already many tourists. The night market wasn't small; the sounds of generators, vendors' shouts, the din of the crowd, and the sizzling of food stalls and fans created a lively atmosphere.

I found the busiest food stall, ordered some dishes, and slowly began my dinner.

A short while later, I noticed my wife's embarrassing situation. Because it was summer, the owner had placed several electric fans around the seating area. The constantly spinning fans caused my wife's short skirt to ride up intermittently. Combined with the antique-style low stools on the tables and chairs, she had to bend her legs, resulting in frequent exposure of her bare lower body. She had no choice but to sit on the back of her skirt, placing her bag on her knees, but it still couldn't conceal her fair thighs.

By this time, several pairs of eyes had noticed her predicament, but I gestured for her to sit directly on the chair with her bare bottom exposed, letting her skirt fly. I ate while admiring my wife's flushed face and the gloating, lecherous eyes of the couples around us. I even asked her to deliberately spill soup on her chest, then unbutton two buttons to wipe her clothes and breasts.

I imagine that by this time, some people at several tables who had noticed had lost their appetite, and those with female companions were even being complained about by their partners. I didn't let my wife off so easily. I made her get up and go to the stall next door to buy some tempura. When she got up, I figured she'd attract at least a dozen stares.

After she awkwardly came back and sat down, I asked her,

"Are you wet down there?"

She nodded.

"Then, after those two 'black balls' cool down, I'll put them inside you!"

"Here!?" she asked, sounding doubtful.

"Of course! Spread your legs wider!"

She still looked at me with disbelief.

After a brief silence, she asked again,

"Th-those are too long!"

"Why don't you take a bite?"

She seemed resigned, picking up the two black balls, taking a bite out of each, and placing them on the empty plate next to her. After about five minutes of struggling, she slowly spread her legs, looking at the table, and began to insert the black balls into her vagina. Although I couldn't see anything being inserted, from the disbelief in the eyes of the people around us, I think someone must have seen or guessed it. Some men, oblivious to their female companions' presence, stared wide-eyed.

After she finished, I told her,

"Squeeze tight! Don't let it fall down!"

Amidst the astonished gazes of onlookers, we left the food stall.

I don't know if anyone followed us, but my purpose was to humiliate my wife in this public place, to expose her body, and to satisfy both my and her perverse desires.

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