The Lustful Little Woman (1-7)

The Lustful Little Woman (1-7)
(I) My Husband's Scheme

My name is Baoyi. I was originally a teacher. I'm a very conservative person, but my husband turned me into a slut! He tricked me into reading a lot of erotic novels, which he found online.

My husband and I have been married for many years, and our sex life has always been good. However, my husband likes to watch porn. Sometimes, while we're watching and having sex, he'll whisper in my ear that I should be more slutty. When I moan, he'll tell me to moan louder and more lewdly. At times when my husband is arousing me, I usually do as he says.

My husband often says I have a good figure and wants me to wear sexy clothes in public. I asked him, "Aren't you afraid your wife will be exposed?" He asked me in return if I would be aroused if I were exposed. But I've never tried it, so I don't know.

My job doesn't allow me to dress sexily, but my husband suggested I dress more provocatively when we went out. I tried wearing a slightly low-cut tank top, revealing a hint of cleavage, and a short skirt that showed off my long legs, attracting many lewd glances on the street. At first, I felt a little uncomfortable, but I gradually got used to it and even felt that being looked at proved I was still attractive. With my husband by my side, I wasn't afraid of what others thought!

However, one time a colleague caught me in the act, which scared me so much that I never dared to dress so sexily again. But my husband increasingly wanted me to be more sexy, even more revealing, though I never agreed.

One weekend, my husband was at work, and I was doing housework when I noticed a transparent folder on his desk that I had never seen before. Curious, I opened it. Inside were some printed documents. I flipped through them casually; they seemed to be some novels. Since I've always enjoyed reading novels, I decided to check what they were.

As I read on, I discovered they were erotic novels. The first couple of chapters were all about exposing wives. I thought to myself, my husband often wants me to dress sexy and revealing, so I figured I'd see what these novels were about. But the more I read, the more engrossed I became. Flipping through the later chapters, I found stories of group sex, partner swapping, and more. Many of the novels were written from a female perspective, making them feel incredibly personal.

The plots were so captivating that I couldn't focus. While reading, I noticed I was getting very wet. Could it be…? I quickly put the folder down. That night, I felt particularly aroused, and my husband said I'd become very horny.

Over the next few weekends, I noticed a different colored transparent folder on my husband's desk, each containing a different novel. I became increasingly addicted.

Because I majored in literature in college, although my husband and I watch porn, the power of written language is much stronger for me, especially several stories written from a female perspective, which are very vivid and evocative. Some of the scenes even depict my familiar work environment, and the plots often linger in my mind after reading them.

Gradually, I realized I was being influenced and immersed in the writing, and my thinking began to change. Given the right opportunity, I felt I could have nude sex like the heroines in those novels, and I didn't see anything wrong with it. Therefore, when my husband asked me to wear sexy or revealing clothes, I complied, even when he asked me to deliberately expose myself. For example,

once, it was a hot day, and I usually wear short skirts when I go out with my husband. When I sat down, I pulled up the hem of my skirt, exposing my entire thigh. I noticed some people in the train carriage staring at me lustfully. My husband was sitting across from me when he called me on his cell phone, telling me to spread my legs a little. I winked and said no, but he kept insisting.

I reluctantly spread my legs a little. I didn't know how the other people in the carriage would react, but I saw the person opposite me staring at my legs. I felt a little ashamed, but I pretended to be nonchalant, letting my husband watch me being exposed.

Once, while watching TV, my husband and I were arguing about who would win. We each had our own preferences, and I resented his authoritative tone, so I made a bet with him. His condition was: the loser would have to completely obey the winner's orders to do two things, and couldn't back out.

I was very confident I would win, and thought to myself, "If I win, humph! Honey, you're in trouble!" So without thinking it through, I agreed.

And indeed, my husband won. Seeing that I had lost, I tried to use my charm to coax my husband. Usually, when I coax him, he would give in, but this time it didn't work. Instead, he said gently, "Wife, aren't you a little beauty who's willing to accept defeat and keeps her word?" This time, it was my turn to give in.

I asked my husband what he wanted me to do, and he said he wanted me to take off all my clothes and go downstairs to take out the trash. I asked him, "Are you kidding me?" He said, "No, I'm serious."

Okay, a bet's a bet, so I'll take off all my clothes and go downstairs to take out the trash! Without saying a word, I took off my bathrobe from over my head. By then, I was used to wearing only a bathrobe after showering, no longer wearing a bra or underwear, so I was completely naked.

I went out naked, carrying the trash bag. I opened the door, checked that no one was in the hallway, and quickly went out the front door to the back stairwell (because our building doesn't allow trash to be thrown in the stairwell, residents have to take their trash to the trash cans at the bottom of the back stairwell).

I figured it was the middle of the night, and no one would be out throwing out the trash, right? Most residents would take it out early the next morning before going to work, but I still walked down cautiously, afraid someone would suddenly come out and I'd lose all face! After throwing out the trash, I went back inside, completely naked, my heart still pounding. The thrill was intense.

"Honey, wasn't that exciting?"

"Hmph, aren't you afraid your wife will be seen naked?" I pouted.

"Don't forget, you have something else to do!"

"What do you want now?" Suddenly, a strange thrill surged through me.

Just then, my husband grabbed a windbreaker and told me to put it on. I asked, "Why?"

He said, "Let's go for a walk in the park."

"So late?"

My husband ignored me and dragged me out the door. I was only wearing the windbreaker, nothing underneath. My husband and I quietly left the building; the building manager didn't notice us.

All the park lights were off, except for the faint glow of the streetlights. My husband led me to the sports field in the park. The field lights were off, and it was dark all around.

My husband then told me to take off my windbreaker. I said, "Are you crazy? This is a public place!"

My husband smiled at me and said, "A bet's a bet. If I lose, I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

The thrill of throwing out the trash naked outside the building suddenly surged into my mind. Fine, you rascal, you like your wife to be naked outdoors so much, fine! Who's afraid of who?

I took off my windbreaker and stood naked next to the stands of the sports field. My husband even told me to walk around the field on the track while he sat in the stands watching me walk naked on the track. Only after I had walked a large circle naked on the track did my husband let me put my windbreaker back on and go back inside.

Of course, I'd never tried exposing myself outdoors like this before; I'd only ever seen it in erotic novels. I never imagined it would happen to me tonight. The inexplicable thrill was incredibly exciting. As soon as we got home, my husband quickly took off my coat, and I clung to him, wanting him to have sex with me.

While he was fucking me, he kept asking if I'd fantasized about a lot of spectators watching me naked in the stands. I didn't have time to answer him; I was just moaning, "Fuck me...fuck me...harder..." My exposure seemed to excite my husband too; his sexual prowess seemed stronger than usual tonight, driving me to ecstasy, and I quickly reached orgasm.

However, because I was not yet fully accustomed to such exposure, I couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive when walking naked on the court. I was afraid that someone would see me, but I also wanted to let people see my naked body. That conflicting feeling gave me a strange impulse that I didn't know how to describe.

Later, whenever my husband was having sex with me until I couldn't hold back anymore, he would always whisper in my ear that I liked to say things like "I like to take off my clothes and be naked in the street" and "I like to be fucked by strange men." At first, I refused, but after I said these lewd things as he did, my husband fucked me even harder, and my pleasure became more intense. Our sex life became more colorful from then on.

(II) Making love with the curtains open

One night, my husband had already stripped me naked. I was lying on the bed, and he was touching and sucking my breasts and touching my genitals until they were wet.

The wind outside had blown up the curtains at the head of the bed. I was lying in bed and could see that other people's windows were dark and I couldn't see anyone else. Our room was also dark, and no one could see what we were doing. A feeling of wanting to be spied on welled up inside me, and I suddenly felt a thrill. I actually hoped someone would see me being fucked by my husband, so I asked him to open the curtains.

My husband was stunned for a moment, then immediately opened all the curtains at the head and sides of the bed. I lay on the bed looking out the window. Although the light from outside would shine in, and I could see other people's windows, I wondered if they would really see me.

At that moment, my husband had already inserted his penis into my vagina. His penis was very hard, and he was thrusting into me hard and fiercely, making me moan and groan. My husband wanted me to moan even more lewdly, so I groaned, "Ah... Husband, your penis is so hard... harder... ah... fuck me... fuck me harder... ah... oh... I want... oh..."

Hearing my lewd moans, my husband thrust into me even more vigorously, fucking me until I was completely out of my mind. That night, my husband's penis got hard and he started fucking me. I was fucked to orgasm repeatedly, and I was so dazed and exhausted that I barely had the energy to go to work the next day.

After that, every time my husband made love to me, he would open the curtains. Sometimes, while he was thrusting, he would whisper in my ear, "If someone sees us, just let them see your naked body!" Then he would turn my body to the window, so that my breasts and vulva were facing the window, and he would penetrate me from behind, while his hands reached out to rub my breasts. I was fucked by my husband until I felt like I was in heaven, and I didn't care whether anyone was actually seeing me.

Sometimes my husband would ask, "Wife, do you like it when someone sees you naked?"

I would just answer, "You're so naughty!"

At this time, my husband would point my breasts and vulva towards the window, touching me while saying in my ear, "Wife, your breasts are so great, your cunt is so horny, it's driving those perverts crazy!"

I would say, "Ugh...you're so naughty, your wife is being seen naked and you're still so happy!"

Although I knew that no one would actually see me, I was still excited by my husband's words and let him do as he pleased. In short, I would definitely be fucked by my husband until I was completely limp that day.

(III) Making love in front of the window

Later, my husband lured me to make love in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. At first, I wore pajamas on the upper body the first couple of times, but who knew that one time after my husband got me so excited, I...

First of all, let me talk about the window in my living room. It is basically a floor-to-ceiling window because when you stand in front of the window, only your ankles and below are blocked by the wall. However, the window in my living room is not the kind of window with one large piece of glass, but is divided into three sections.

We live on a lower floor, and the living room window offers a slanted view of the street. However, there aren't many pedestrians at night, just office workers leaving nearby shops. The building opposite is also diagonally opposite, so what you see isn't their living room, but their bedroom. It's not very close, but if the lights are on, you can see what the people inside are doing.

Of course, if we turn on our lights, people in the opposite building can also see what's behind our living room window if they look closely. If I stand naked in front of the window, my breasts and genitals are completely visible from across the street.

Whenever my husband and I make love in the living room, he always deliberately opens the curtains, essentially staging a pornographic show for the people across the street to enjoy. So, the first couple of times, I absolutely refused to let my husband undress me. But in this environment, while my husband seemed very excited, I also felt a strange urge. Sometimes I really wanted to be seen, but of course, I was also very afraid of being seen. That contradictory feeling fueled my impulsive emotions, and the more impulsive I became, the more excited I felt.

That time, my husband turned off the living room light, took off his clothes, and stood behind me. That night, after showering, I wore a semi-transparent slip dress with nothing underneath. My husband caressed my breasts through the dress, making my nipples stand out prominently. While enjoying his caresses, I observed the houses across the street and the activity on the street.

After a while, my husband slipped his hands under my dress, one hand grasping and teasing my breasts, while his thumbs flicked my already erect nipples, making me start to pant. As my husband played with my breasts, watching the buildings and street across the street, a strange impulse surged within me, and I began to get excited.

My husband also became excited. He lifted my dress and touched my vulva; I was already quite wet. He then teased my labia with his fingers, so I spread my legs a little wider to make it easier for him to touch my genitals.

Suddenly, my husband shoved his fingers into my vagina and started probing. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter, and I couldn't help but say to him, "Honey, I want..."

He deliberately asked, "Want what?"

I said, "You're naughty... I want you to fuck me with your big cock."

So my husband aimed his big cock at my vaginal opening, but he didn't insert it; instead, he slowly rubbed it against me. I couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Honey, I want... give it to me..."

My husband ignored me and continued to torment me.

I said, "Honey... insert it into me..."

So my husband inserted his big cock into my vaginal opening a little bit and then withdrew it.

I panicked, "Honey... hurry up and insert it..."

He inserted it a little bit more than before and then withdrew it again. I was aroused by his teasing, and the emptiness in my vagina grew stronger and stronger.

I pleaded with him, "Honey... hurry up and fuck me..."

At that moment, my husband suddenly pulled down the straps of my nightgown, exposing my breasts. I said, "Honey, don't..." Before I could finish speaking, my husband's mouth sealed mine, and his big penis quickly thrust into my vagina at the same time. My instinctive "ah" was stuck in my throat because my mouth was sealed by my husband.

My husband's huge penis suddenly plunged all the way in, and he immediately began thrusting in and out of my vagina. At that moment, his mouth left my lips, and he whispered in my ear, "Wife, your breasts are so big and white, let others see them!"

His words aroused my inner desire, and I became even more excited. Having already had the experience of making love with my husband by the window, this time I didn't hold back like the previous two times, and I cried out in a lewd voice, "Husband, you're fucking me so good! Faster... fuck me harder, I want..."

Hearing my lewd cries, my husband felt particularly stimulated, and he thrust into me with incredible vigor, my juices flowing uncontrollably between my legs.

Then my husband pulled my nightgown up, over my head, and I let him completely remove it from my body without resistance. Now I was standing naked by the window, but I was so engrossed in my husband's penetration that I didn't care what he was doing.

My husband whispered in my ear, "Honey, let the people across the street see your naked body." He then pushed me closer to the glass and made me hold onto the window frame with both hands.

Now I stood there completely exposed, with pedestrians and residents across the street able to clearly see my naked body, from my breasts to my vulva, everything was laid bare. They could also clearly see me being violently penetrated by my husband right there in front of the window. I felt as if my completely naked body was truly being watched by strangers, and the intense stimulation kept pounding through my body.

At this moment, my husband's hands slowly moved from my waist to my breasts, pinching my nipples with two fingers, then moving to squeezing my breasts, letting my nipples peek out from between his fingers. He then squeezed my nipples tightly with two fingers while his large penis continued to thrust in and out of my vagina. This double-pronged attack made me moan repeatedly: "Oh...husband...so good...oh..."

As he fucked me, my husband suddenly said, "Huh? Honey, it really seems like someone is watching us from across the street!"

I slightly opened my eyes and looked, it seemed like they were, but it also seemed like they weren't. The excitement inside me only intensified. I thought, even if someone really was watching, I didn't care anymore. As long as my husband kept fucking me, I didn't care. If you want to watch, then watch all you want!

My husband said again, "Wife, your breasts and pussy are being seen so clearly!"

I groaned weakly, "Ugh...ugh...you're so bad, your wife has been seen by everyone...oh...ah..."

My husband thrust even more violently, and said, "Wife, now even the way your husband is fucking you is seen by everyone in the building across the street!"

Hearing my husband's words, my whole body trembled, a surge of desire welled up inside me, my vaginal walls began to contract, and my husband finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated. A warm current warmed my uterus, and my husband and I reached orgasm at the same time. My

husband pulled his penis out, and his semen slowly flowed out of my pussy. My husband carried me to the sofa and lay down, still holding me naked, his hands still grabbing my breasts.

My husband asked, "Wife, was it fun?"

I said, "Eek... I won't tell you! Your wife was seen naked by everyone..."

My husband said, "Hehe, didn't you also want to be seen?"

My wife said, "Hmph! I won't tell you, you're bad..."

(IV) Being seen naked by my husband's friends.

One day, my husband and three friends came to my house as guests, two men and one woman (the men were called P and D, and the woman was called T). They were all old business friends of my husband. After dinner, my husband and the three friends played cards.

After I finished cooking in the kitchen, I came out to accompany my husband. They played cards for a while, and P said that they wanted to play more excitingly. The others did not object. I whispered to my husband what kind of exciting game it was. My husband said that the loser had to take off his clothes until all four of them were naked.

At this time, D suggested, "It's not fun to play with only three men and one woman. Why don't we invite your wife to join in, so that there are two men and two women? What do you all think?" P and T did not object. D looked at my husband, and my husband looked at me and quickly said that it was no problem. He would be my support.

After hearing D's words, I was stunned for a moment. I never imagined that a scene from an erotic novel would actually happen in my real life. A strange impulse suddenly surged through me, so I gritted my teeth and joined in the fun. After all, I wasn't the only woman there.

After a few rounds, I was lucky; I only had to take off my top, leaving me with underwear and a short skirt. My husband hugged me and kissed me a few times on the cheek, saying it was a reward for me.

P and D were left with only their boxer shorts, while T was left with only her bra and panties. T had a good figure too, with full breasts and long legs. I noticed P and D glancing at T's body, which was only covered by underwear and a bra, and I also noticed bulges in their crotches, while T remained calm.

P said, "Sister-in-law, you're so lucky! We're almost stripped naked!"

At this point, the atmosphere was very high, and everyone was in high spirits.

Then I lost several rounds in a row. First, I had to take off my skirt, then my bra, and finally my underwear. I ended up stripping completely naked, my breasts and genitals exposed, my whole body laid bare. I looked at my husband, but he seemed completely unfazed, letting his wife's naked body be seen by everyone.

Facing my husband's friends completely naked, I felt a little uncomfortable at first, but also strangely excited. I couldn't imagine what would happen if I kept losing, because I noticed P and D's crotches were already bulging.

Next, T lost two rounds in a row, and she finally had to strip naked too. Her breasts and genitals were completely exposed. Her pubic hair was thick and dark, making her skin appear exceptionally white. I noticed my husband's crotch was also erect.

Both of us ladies were naked, and P, D, and my husband kept glancing at T and me, completely naked. For some reason, their stares made me feel a little excited, and my genitals felt a little wet.

The five of them continued playing, and I lost again. The consequence was that the winners had to touch me. P and D touched my breasts, and T even touched my vagina! I thought to myself, "If I win next, humph! You'll be sorry!"

Finally, I won! P and D had to touch T's breasts, while I inserted my finger into T's vagina. She cried out, "Oh! Now..." Everyone laughed.

Next, P and D lost, and they had to take off their boxer shorts, revealing their penises. It was the first time I'd seen a man's genitals other than my husband's. P and D's penises were already aroused—wow, so big! I glanced at T and saw her face was flushed.

At this point, P, D, T, and I were all completely naked, and the game ended.

After the card game ended, D went to the bathroom, while P whispered something in T's ear. Of course, I didn't know what he said. I only saw T glare at him, and then the two of them put their clothes back on. D also got dressed and came out of the bathroom. I was still naked at the door, seeing the three of them off.

After the guests left, my husband couldn't wait any longer and pushed me down onto the sofa in the living room, ruthlessly inserting his hard, throbbing penis into my vagina.

"Wife, your vagina is so wet. Isn't it exciting to be seen naked?" my husband whispered in my ear.

"No...don't say so much, just fuck me...fuck me hard...I want it..." I just wanted my husband's penis to fill my vagina.

As soon as my husband entered, I twisted my hips to meet his thrusts, constantly moaning, "Oh...fuck me...ah...harder...ah...oh...don't stop...husband...fuck me harder...oh...oh..." Hearing my moans, my husband fucked me even more fiercely.

After a fierce battle, I nestled against my husband's chest, panting. Suddenly, I realized that the chandelier in the living room was off, but the floor lamp was still on, and the curtains were open. So, my husband and I... hadn't we been seen by the people in the building across the street? I playfully punched my husband's chest.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of? You've already been seen naked tonight!" my husband said, touching my breasts.

"You're naughty... you even deliberately stripped your wife naked for others to see..."

"Aren't you excited?"

"I'm ignoring you!" I got up and went back to my room.

(V)

One day, I came home from work and saw my husband, P, and T at my house. My husband wanted to start his own business and asked P and T to be his partners. The plan was set in stone, but due to initial manpower issues, P and T suggested that I also come and help, so they came to my house to persuade me.

My husband had mentioned before that I didn't want to quit my current job, but recent work issues made me want to change my work environment. To show my support for him, I agreed to P and T's suggestion. My husband, P, and T were all very happy, and my husband even hugged me and kissed me passionately.

P suggested celebrating together, but my husband said that finding a restaurant was too much trouble, and it would be more comfortable and convenient to order takeout and eat at home. He added that we could celebrate more when the business was more profitable. P and T agreed, and my husband brought out his best red wine to share with everyone.

After we had eaten and drunk our fill, P suggested playing cards. The mention of cards reminded me of that night, and my face turned slightly red. P then said, "Everyone's having so much fun tonight, why don't we play a little more freely?"

This time, my husband, P, T, and I (P and T are living together) split into two groups. My husband played against P, best two out of three rounds; if the woman lost the first round, she had to strip naked and be touched freely, and if she lost again, she had to have sex on the spot. My husband, P, and T didn't object, and everyone looked at me. P's suggestion was like something out of an erotic novel; images of lewd scenes from those stories floated through my mind, making me somewhat infatuated. Coupled with the effects of alcohol, I didn't object to P's suggestion.

My husband and P started playing cards, and I felt very nervous. My husband lost the first round, so I had to strip completely naked in front of them. Since P and T had already seen my body before, I didn't feel anything this time.

This time, P not only touched my entire body but also pinched my nipples; T wasn't holding back either, touching my whole body and inserting her fingers into my vagina as a way of repaying me for penetrating her last time. Their actions made me feel a little hot.

My husband won the second round, and it was T's turn to strip naked. My husband not only touched her entire body but also sucked on her nipples, making her giggle and say it wasn't good. I also touched her entire body and inserted my fingers into her vagina in return for her "gift."

The third round was the final showdown, and I felt very nervous. I looked at T; she was nervous too.

My husband lost. At that moment, he hugged and kissed me, his hands caressing my body, pinching my breasts and nipples, and his fingers were inserted into my vagina to tease me, making me a little breathless. Afterwards, my husband's penis rubbed against my vagina, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I could only whisper, "Husband...husband..."

My husband ignored me and continued to torment me, whispering in my ear, "Tell me to fuck you."

"Ugh...oh no...they're here..."

"Don't pay attention to them! Don't you want it?" My husband said, his penis going in and out of my vagina, going in and out again, until I couldn't hold back anymore. I said, "Husband, I want..."

"Want what?"

"Fuck me..."

"Say it again."

"Fuck me..."

Only then did my husband thrust into my vagina forcefully. I screamed "Ah!" and twisted my hips to meet his thrusts: "Ah...ah...harder...oh...harder...fuck me...oh..."

Later, my husband wanted me to be on top. He lay down, and I put my vagina on his penis and put it in. My husband's hands were fondling my breasts. I noticed that P was also naked and was embracing T, watching my husband's battle intently.

Later, my husband wanted to have sex with me from behind. He told me to lie face down on the sofa. At that moment, I saw P and T also come up behind me. My husband thrust into my vagina from behind, then pulled out after a short while, then thrust in again. This time, I felt something was different, so I turned my head and saw that it was P who was having sex with me!

When I didn't know what to do, I saw my husband's face right in front of mine. He kissed me and then put his tongue in my mouth. At this moment, my lust was burning fiercely, and scenes from novels suddenly flashed into my mind. Since my husband was happy to let me have sex with other men, I might as well open myself up too!

At this moment, P vigorously thrust into me, while his hands simultaneously fondled my breasts. After thrusting for a while, he told me to turn over and lie on my back. Then he spread my legs and inserted his penis into my vagina. I moaned repeatedly as he thrust into me: "Ah...oh...fuck me harder...oh...fuck me to death...oh..." I no longer cared whether he was my husband or not; at this moment, I only wanted a big penis to fuck me!

Soon I felt my vagina contracting in waves, and I climaxed, screaming, "Don't stop...fuck me harder...fuck me...oh..." At that moment, P was fiercely attacking my vagina, and he couldn't help but say, "I'm going to cum!" I said, "Cum inside me..." Before I could finish speaking, I felt a burning sensation, and my whole body trembled, and I went limp.

P pulled his penis out of my vagina, and a few drops of semen flowed out of my vaginal opening. I turned around and saw T being penetrated by my husband. She seemed to have reached her climax as well, her hands tightly wrapped around my husband's back. I saw my husband let out a "whoosh," his buttocks jerked, and he withdrew from T's vagina, his glans still covered with a few drops of sticky white semen.

T and I lay limply on the sofa, my husband and P staring at our exposed breasts and vaginas still dripping with their semen. I never imagined that the lewd scenes in novels would happen to me, and a strange excitement filled my whole body.

Later, my husband, P, and T formed a company. The office building wasn't large, but it did have a meeting room.

Three months later, I was finally allowed to start working at my husband's company. By then, the company's business had started to improve slightly, and if I didn't start work soon, they would "kill" me.

After my first month at work, my husband and P held a celebration party. This time, we ate at the hotel restaurant first and then went to our room. Once in the room, my husband and I took a shower together. After showering, we came out naked, and then P and T went into the bathroom to shower. My husband had already pushed me down on the bed and started having sex

with me. Soon after, P and T also finished showering, and they also came out naked. The two of them immediately started having sex. After a while, my husband and P switched positions. P went to penetrate my vagina, and my husband went to penetrate T's vagina. Later, T and I lay side by side on our backs, and my husband and P took turns penetrating me and T's vaginas. T and I were both being fucked until we moaned repeatedly: "Oh... ah... fuck me hard... don't stop... oh... oh... fuck me..."

In short, we had a very lewd and unrestrained time that night. In the end, P held me while I slept, and my husband held T while I slept.

The next morning, after everyone showered, my husband and P wouldn't let T and me put on any clothes. My husband ordered room service for breakfast, and when the waiter brought it to the room, T and I were naked under the covers. We waited until the waiter left before we got out of bed and ate breakfast completely naked. Only after breakfast did we put on our clothes and check out. It felt like a scene from a novel was unfolding in my own life, and a strange excitement filled my heart.

Later, we held such a celebration party every month.

One time, T had her period at a party, and as a result, not only did my husband and P take turns having sex with me, but T also kept touching and squeezing my breasts and sucking on my nipples, making me moan repeatedly.

T whispered in my ear, "Look how excited you are being gang-raped by two men! You're so 'capable' of lust. Quickly say you're a slut, that you like being gang-raped."

At first, I shook my head, but T said, "If you don't say it, I'll tell my husband and your husband not to fuck you, and I'll just suck their dicks."

Hearing her say that, my inner lust actually made me say what T said: "Oh... I'm a slut... I like being gang-raped... Oh... Fuck me hard... Don't stop... Oh... Ah... I like it... You take turns fucking me... Oh..."

As a result, I was gang-raped by my husband and P until I reached multiple orgasms, and finally I was exhausted and powerless.

Sometimes my husband and P would make T and me go to the window, face out and lie on the glass, and they would penetrate T and me from behind. The thrill of being spied on, not wanting to be seen but secretly wanting to be seen, made me even more lustful; the two men were also very excited, thrusting into T and me violently, making T and me moan even more lewdly.

(VI) Sexual Birthday Party (1)

My husband's birthday is coming soon. I asked him what gift he wanted me to give him. He said he didn't want anything, he just wanted me to wear a "birthday outfit" on his birthday.

I asked him, "What is a 'birthday outfit'?" So he told me a joke called "The Wife's Birthday Outfit".

I said, "Oh! So you're making fun of me for being silly."

My husband said, "No, I just wanted you to know what a 'birthday outfit' is, not to make fun of you! But I still hope that the 'birthday outfit' can keep some pubic hair."

I said, "You're so lewd..."

On the morning of my husband's birthday, when we were changing clothes for work, my husband looked at me and said, "Wife, you..."

"Didn't you want me to wear a 'birthday outfit' on your birthday?" I said with a smile.

"Thank you so much, wife! Come here, give me a kiss." My husband put his arm around me and kissed me on the lips.

I was so breathless from my husband's kiss that I pushed him away, "But this 'birthday outfit' can't be worn in public!" I said.

“Well… as long as it’s indoors, no matter what, you have to wear your ‘birthday outfit,’ okay?”

“I’ll do whatever you say today!”

My husband and I drove back to the company. When we got back, P and T hadn’t started work yet, and my husband had already reminded me to wear my “birthday outfit.”

I had just come out of the break room when I ran into P and T returning. “Hey? Popo, you…” They looked me up and down. I wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing; I was completely naked, my breasts and pubic hair were completely exposed, except for a pair of high heels on my feet.

“That’s the ‘birthday outfit’ I told her to wear today, my birthday.” Before I could speak, my husband had already answered. P and T then exclaimed “Ah!” at the same time, and laughed at my naked body.

“You’ve seen it before…” I said irritably.

“Never mind them, anyway, you’re the prettiest, honey!” My husband hugged me and kissed my cheek.

“No way! They’ll laugh at us. I want T to wear a ‘birthday outfit’ to celebrate your birthday today too!”

T looked at me, then at P; my husband and P also looked at T, and said in unison, “Okay!”

“You guys are mean…” T punched P’s arm.

“It’s just for the office!” my husband said.

By this time, P had already taken off T’s suit jacket, and T said, “I’ll do it myself, so you don’t ruin my clothes.”

T was originally wearing a neat business suit, but then she took off her top, skirt, bra, and underwear, leaving her completely naked in front of the two men, except for her high heels.

“From now on, you two have to wear ‘birthday outfits’ to celebrate my birthday too!” P said to me and T.

My husband and P had seen T and me naked countless times, and perhaps seeing us naked in the office gave them a different feeling, so they kept staring at our naked bodies.

P and my husband were whispering to each other. Apparently, P had seen my "birthday outfit" and had a brilliant idea: to have T and me wear the company's products and take some sexy photos to enhance the product's appeal to clients. Of course, breasts, genitals, and faces were to be avoided.

No sooner said than done, P picked up a camera, and T and I posed for photos in the meeting room. Some were solo shots of T and me, and some were as a "double" photo. When we saw the photos on the computer, everyone said T and I looked very sexy and alluring, which definitely enhanced the product's appeal.

After shooting for most of the day, although it was past lunchtime, we were all hungry and had to go out for a meal.

I put my short dress back on (the one I'd worn home that morning), and I wasn't wearing anything underneath (my husband had told me not to wear underwear that morning, and I needed to revert to my "birthday outfit" when I got to the office, so not wearing underwear was quite convenient). Although the short dress revealed my beautiful legs, if you were careful, it wouldn't be noticeable that I wasn't wearing underwear. However, because the upper part of the dress was quite form-fitting, it was still obvious that I wasn't wearing a bra.

T, on the other hand, put her neat office lady suit back on, because she and P were going to meet clients in the afternoon.

I noticed several people in the restaurant staring at my chest and legs and whispering. I think they probably noticed that I wasn't wearing a bra or underwear. I'd experienced this many times before; many people would stare at me lewdly, but I didn't feel anything; in fact, I found it a little exciting, so I acted very naturally, and my husband pretended to be even more nonchalant.

After dinner, back at the office, I, of course, went back to my "birthday outfit"! My husband looked at me, completely naked, and gave me a slightly lewd smile.

I was completely naked except for my shoes. I'd been walking around the company naked all day, and I had some really strange feelings about it. I don't know how to describe them, but it felt like something out of a erotic novel my husband had shown me was actually happening to me. I felt a strange, exciting thrill.

After work, my husband drove to D's house. P had arranged a birthday party for him at D's Jinxiu Garden residence, and she also mentioned that we'd meet D's live-in girlfriend, R.

I put my short dress back on and left the company with my husband. P and T had gone straight to D's house to help with the preparations after meeting their clients in the afternoon.

When we arrived at D's house, my husband reminded me again to wear my "birthday outfit." I thought to myself, D has already seen me naked. Although I haven't met D's girlfriend R, she's a woman, so it doesn't matter! I took off my dress and threw it in the car, got out completely naked, and took my husband's arm as we went inside.

D opened the door, and the room was dimly lit. As we stepped into the hall, we vaguely saw someone carrying a birthday cake. The birthday song started playing, and my husband put his arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek. After the song ended, the lights suddenly came on, and I froze for a moment.

I saw T holding the cake, with P and D beside her. There was a girl next to D, and several other people I didn't recognize, both men and women. They stared at my naked body, also stunned.

After several seconds, my husband finally spoke, "Thank you everyone! Thank you everyone! This is my wife. She specially wore a 'birthday outfit' to celebrate my birthday." "

'Birthday outfit'? Wow! Popo, you look so beautiful today!" D said, "Come on, birthday boy, blow out the candles!"

T put the cake down, and everyone surrounded my husband. He blew out the candles and made a wish, and everyone clapped.

"Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend R," D introduced his girlfriend to us.

R looked me up and down: "Popo, you have a great figure!"

"Thank you! You have a great figure too!" I said. R was wearing a tight-fitting short skirt, which fully showed off her figure and beautiful legs.

"Why don't you look like Popo, and see if..." T said.

"Don't tease me!" R said, and the three of us women laughed.

At this moment, I vaguely heard my husband telling everyone a joke about "the wife's birthday outfit," and everyone's eyes turned to me again. Apart from P, D, and T, I didn't know anyone else. I was the only naked person in the whole house, and everyone's eyes were focused on me. I felt a little embarrassed, but luckily T stayed with me the whole time.

D suggested that everyone eat, drink, and chat. Maybe it was because I had drunk a little alcohol, but the initial embarrassment gradually lessened, and I got used to being stared at. I thought to myself that I was naked all day anyway, and for some reason, being stared at like that gave me a stimulating feeling. My lower body even felt a little... um... could it be that I... as my husband said, I also like being stared at?

Then my husband came to my side and pulled me into the hall to dance. He held my naked body, and although we were facing each other, he suddenly pressed my back against his chest and made me wrap my arms around his waist, so I was now facing everyone, my entire body completely exposed.

He whispered in my ear, "Everyone can see everything about you, isn't it great?"

"You're so naughty! Your wife is so happy to be seen like this..."

"Wow! I'm soaking wet!" He suddenly inserted his fingers into my vagina.

"No...take them out..." I wiggled my hips.

The music stopped, and everyone clapped. Suddenly, my husband and I seemed to be performing.

The second song started, and my husband invited R to dance, then D invited me, followed by P, and then several other men. They were all very gentlemanly; although they had their hands on my back while dancing, they didn't take the opportunity to grope me, but they kept staring at my naked body. I was repeatedly exposed to their naked bodies at near-zero distance, a strange urge stimulating me.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, everyone was in high spirits, and I was also extremely excited. Today, I was completely naked—breasts, thighs, genitals, buttocks—being watched by everyone. The feeling of being spied on was peculiar; something inside me seemed to be writhing.

After the party ended, D invited my husband, P, T, and me to stay overnight to continue our fun, while the other guests gradually left.

After seeing all the guests off, D led us to the third floor. The third floor had an open-plan bedroom and a transparent glass bathroom. D's idea was that T and R would accompany my husband, while he and P would accompany me, and everyone would have fun on the third floor.

At this point, T and R were already entangled with my husband, taking off his clothes. They also stripped naked, flanking my husband as they led him to the bathroom. Because the bathroom was entirely transparent glass, we could clearly see T and R rubbing their naked bodies against my husband.

Suddenly, I felt my breasts being grasped. It was D and P, one on each side, touching and squeezing them. I was already a little excited from being watched naked, and this made me moan. Their hands roamed all over my body, and when they touched my thigh, a finger suddenly went inside my vagina. I cried out.

"Do you want us to fuck you? Just say so," P said.

I had done this with P many times before, so I naturally said, "Fuck me! I want you to fuck my cunt with your big cock!"

As soon as I finished speaking, P spread my legs, but it was D's cock that went inside me. His cock was also very big and hard, and it felt so full as soon as it went in. After he thrust in and out, he pulled out, and it was P's turn to fuck me. After he thrust in and out, he pulled out again, and D's cock went back in.

I was really enjoying their "relay tactic": "Don't stop...keep fucking me..."

"Say some dirty words, like when your husband and I were playing with you." P said.

Being raped by P and D in turn felt different from when my husband and P took turns fucking me, because neither of the two men were my husband, and the feeling was very special.

D's penis was rubbing against my vagina, while P's hand was pinching my nipples. At that moment, I really needed a man's penis to fill my vagina, so I had to do as P said.

"I am a slut...I like being fucked by men...fuck me harder...don't stop...you take turns fucking me...I like...being gang-raped by you..."

I was fucked by P and D in turn like this, and I don't know how much time passed or how many times I got high. Finally, all three of them were satisfied, and P and D held me on either side and went to sleep on the big bed.

(VII) Sexual Birthday Party (2)

Later, on P's birthday, T and I wore "birthday outfits" in the office all day long. That day we didn't go out for lunch, we just ordered takeout. And when the takeout arrived, T and I were still completely naked in the office.

We made a bet on whether the delivery person was male or female, and the loser had to listen to the winner. R and I bet it was a woman, while my husband and P bet it was a man.

The delivery person was a young man. T and I were sitting naked in our seats, and I saw the young man's face turn red, looking unsure of what to do, wanting to look but not daring to. He even stole glances at us after taking the money, while T and I continued working on our documents as if nothing had happened. After

the young man left, T and I both laughed. The young man's look of wanting to look but not daring to look directly at me stirred a feeling of excitement within me.

I said, "We lost, what's the penalty?"

My husband said, "The penalty will come later!"

My husband loves to bet. I once lost a bet with him, and he made me throw trash naked and walk naked in the park at night. I wonder what tricks he'll pull this time?

P's birthday party was also held at D's Jinxiu Garden residence. When we arrived, it was the same group of people as last time, and just like last time, everyone ate some food and drank some alcohol first. Afterwards, we didn't dance or sing karaoke, but played cards. The game was a men's duel, and the loser's female companion had to take off her clothes.

Everyone played cards and drank. When my husband and P lost, T and I took off our clothes because we were only wearing dresses, which was convenient for us to be naked in the office.

Fortunately, my husband won a few times. T suffered the most because P lost several times, and T was touched all over her body, even by other women. Later, my husband also lost a few times, and I let them touch my whole body.

Gradually, R, C, K, M, and several other women also took off their clothes. C, K, and M had good figures, just like R, with snow-white skin, full breasts, long legs, and dark pubic hair. By this time, all six of us women were completely naked.

D said, "If you win again, you'll use your mouth, not your hands."

The six of us women looked at each other, our faces slightly red. We all knew what using our mouths meant, but the excitement inside us made it impossible for us to resist.

What happened next was probably lewd: the losing couple had the women suck the men's penises and the men lick the women's vaginas. As a result, among the six couples, some women sucked the men's penises, and some men licked the women's vaginas. After several rounds, everyone's lust was extremely high.

Later, I realized that the five women—T, R, C, K, and M—as well as D, P, and my husband, were gone. Only Mr. C, Mr. K, and Mr. M (the husbands of C, K, and M) remained in the hall. I later learned that they had all gone upstairs to have fun.

At that moment, I was burning with lust, and I didn't care about anything else. I was taking turns sucking the penises of Mr. C, Mr. K, and Mr. M, while their six hands groped my body, pinching my nipples, rubbing my breasts, teasing my labia, and inserting their fingers into my vagina, until I was about to spit out their penises while moaning.

Because the lust I had been fueled by erotic novels had been ignited by the sex party at my birthday celebration, even though the man in front of me wasn't my husband, my lust made me only want penises to fill my cunt.

I moaned, "I want... fuck me quickly... someone fuck me..." To my surprise, they wanted me to say lewd things before they would fuck me. I didn't know how they knew this secret.

"I'm a slut... I like being fucked by men..." I only said two sentences before they interrupted me, asking, "Were you a teacher before?"

"Yes... I... no..." I answered incoherently.

"How about... we play a game of gang rape of a slutty teacher?" they said again.

"Ugh... I..." Lust made me unable to resist.

“Never mind all that, just say you’re a lewd teacher, say as lewd as you can be, say you are…” They guided me to say lewd things through questioning, while constantly touching my breasts and pinching my nipples, and teasing and stimulating my vagina with their large penises, tormenting me relentlessly.

I had no choice but to let them do as they pleased: “I’m a lewd teacher, I love to expose my body for people to see and touch… Oh… I love to have my breasts grabbed and my vagina fucked…” As they

guided me to say these lewd things, I felt a strong excitement for some reason. They kept probing my vagina with their fingers, making it feel even more urgency, and I said whatever they wanted me to say.

“I’m a very lewd teacher, I especially love to take off my clothes in the classroom for students to see… I love to let them touch me… I love it even more when they play with me in all sorts of ways… fuck me… insert me… gang rape me… Oh… um… I want… fuck me…”

I said lewd things as if in a dream, while being gang raped by the three of them, one after another thrusting into my vagina. I heard them saying as they fucked me: "Teacher, you have such a great body...Teacher, you have such big tits...Teacher, you're so horny...We all love fucking you..."

"Oh...I'm a slutty teacher...You can fuck me however you want...Oh...Teacher likes being gang-raped by you..."

"Oh...I'm a slutty teacher...You fuck me so well...Oh...Oh...Fuck me...Take turns fucking me...Teacher likes being gang-raped by you...Oh...Oh..." I was so fucked by them that I didn't even know what I was saying anymore.

I don't know how much time passed, but my pussy was constantly being thrust into by cocks. I was so high that I was a little dazed, so I let them continue to gang-rape me until they had no more semen to ejaculate.

(I) My husband's scheme

My name is Baoyi. I was originally a teacher. I was a very conservative person, but later my husband made me seem like a slut! It was my husband's scheme that made me read a lot of erotic novels, which he found on the internet.

My husband and I have been married for many years, and our sex life has always been good. However, my husband likes to watch pornography. Sometimes, we watch it together while having sex, and he'll whisper in my ear that he wants me to be more lewd. When I moan, he'll tell me to moan louder and more lewdly. When he's aroused, I usually do as he says.

My husband often says I have a good figure and wants me to wear sexy clothes in public. I asked him, "Aren't you afraid your wife will expose herself?" He countered by asking if I'd get excited if I did. But I've never tried it, so I don't know.

My job doesn't allow me to dress sexily, so later my husband told me to dress sexier when we went out. I tried wearing a slightly low-cut tank top a few times, revealing a hint of cleavage, and a short skirt that showed off my long legs, attracting many lewd glances on the street. At first, I felt a little uncomfortable, but I gradually got used to it and even felt that being looked at proved I was still attractive. With my husband by my side, I wasn't afraid of what others thought!

But one time, a colleague caught me in the act, and it scared me so much that I never dared to dress so sexily again. My husband increasingly wanted me to be more sexy, even revealing, but I never agreed.

One weekend, while my husband was at work, I was doing housework and noticed a transparent folder on his desk that I'd never seen before. Curious, I opened it. Inside were some printed documents. Flipping through them, I saw they looked like novels. Since I always enjoy reading, I decided to check what they were.

I discovered they were erotic novels. The first couple of chapters were about wives exposing themselves. Thinking my husband often wanted me to dress sexy and revealing, I figured I'd see what these novels were about. But the more I read, the more engrossed I became. Flipping further, I found stories of wives exposing themselves, group sex, partner swapping, and many were written from a female perspective, making it feel very personal.

The content was so captivating that I felt very wet. I quickly put the folder down. That night, I felt particularly aroused, and my husband said I'd become very horny.

Over the next few weekends, I noticed a transparent folder on my husband's desk, a different color than the previous week, containing different novels. I became increasingly addicted.

Since I majored in literature in college, although my husband and I watched adult films, the power of written words was much stronger for me, especially several stories written in the first person by women, which were very vividly portrayed. Some of the scenes even depicted my familiar work environment; after reading them, the plots would often linger in my mind.

Gradually, I realized I was being influenced and immersed in the novels, and my thinking began to change. Given the opportunity, I even considered having nude sex like the heroines in the novels, and I didn't feel any problem with it psychologically. Therefore, when my husband asked me to wear very sexy or revealing clothes, I agreed, and he even asked me to deliberately expose myself, which I did.

For example, once, it was a hot day, and I usually wear short skirts when I go out with my husband. When I sat down, I pulled up the hem of my skirt, exposing my entire thigh. I noticed some people in the carriage were already staring at me lustfully. At that moment, my husband, who was sitting opposite me, called me on his cell phone and told me to spread my legs a little. I winked and said no, but he kept insisting.

I had no choice but to spread my legs a little. I didn't know how the other people in the carriage reacted, but I saw the people opposite me staring at my legs. I felt a little ashamed, but I pretended to be nonchalant and let my husband watch me being exposed.

Another time, while watching a TV program, my husband and I were arguing about who would win. We each had our own preferences, and I resented my husband's authoritative tone, so I made a bet with him. His condition was that the loser would have to completely obey the winner's orders to do two things, and couldn't go back on their word.

I was very confident that I would win, and I thought to myself, "If I win, humph! Honey, you're in trouble!" So without thinking it through, I agreed.

In the end, my husband really did win. Seeing that I had lost, I tried to use my charm to coax him. Usually, when I do, he gives in, but this time it didn't work. Instead, he said gently, "Wife, aren't you a beautiful woman who's true to her word and keeps her promises?" This time, it was my turn to surrender.

I asked him what he wanted me to do, and he said he wanted me to take off all my clothes and go downstairs to take out the trash. I asked him, "Are you kidding?" He said, "No, I'm serious."

Okay, a bet's a bet, so I'll take off all my clothes and go downstairs to take out the trash! Without saying a word, I took my bathrobe off over my head. By then, I was used to wearing only a bathrobe after showering, no longer wearing a bra or underwear, so once I took off my bathrobe, I was completely naked.

I went out completely naked, carrying a trash bag. I opened the door to check the hallway; no one was there. Then I quickly went to the back stairwell (our building doesn't allow trash in the stairwell; residents have to take it to the trash cans at the bottom of the back stairwell).

I figured it was the middle of the night, and no one would be out throwing out trash, since most residents only took it out early the next morning before going to work. But I still walked down cautiously, afraid someone would suddenly come out and I'd lose all face! After throwing out the trash, I returned to the house naked, my heart still pounding. The excitement was intense.

"Honey, wasn't that exciting?" "

Hmph, aren't you afraid your wife will be seen naked?" I pouted.

"Don't forget, you have something else to do!"

"What do you want now?" Suddenly, a strange thrill surged through me.

Just then, my husband grabbed a windbreaker and told me to put it on. I asked, "What for?"

He said, "Let's go for a walk in the park."

"So late?"

My husband ignored me and dragged me out the door. I was only wearing a windbreaker, nothing underneath. We quietly left the building, and the building manager didn't notice us.

All the lights in the park were off, except for the faint glow of the streetlights. My husband led me to the sports field in the park. The field lights were off, and it was dark all around.

My husband then told me to take off my windbreaker. I said, "Are you crazy? This is a public place!"

My husband smiled at me and said, "A bet's a bet. If I lose, I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

The thrill of throwing out the trash naked outside the building suddenly surged into my mind. Fine, you rascal, you like your wife to be naked outdoors so much, fine! Who's afraid of who?

I took off my windbreaker and stood naked next to the stands of the sports field. My husband even told me to walk around the field on the track, while he sat in the stands watching me walk naked on the track. After I walked naked around the track for a long time, my husband finally let me put my windbreaker back on.

I'd never tried being naked outdoors like this before; I'd only ever seen it in erotic novels. I never imagined it would happen to me tonight, and the strange excitement was incredible. As soon as we got home, my husband quickly took off my windbreaker, and I clung to him, wanting him to have sex with me.

While he was having sex with me, he kept asking if I'd fantasized about a lot of spectators watching me naked in the stands. I didn't have time to answer him; I was just moaning, "Fuck me...fuck me...harder..." My exposure seemed to excite my husband too; his sexual prowess seemed stronger than usual tonight, making me feel incredibly good, and I quickly reached orgasm. However,

because I wasn't fully used to this kind of exposure, I couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive walking naked on the field. I was afraid someone would see me, but I also really wanted to let people see my naked body. That conflicting feeling gave me a strange impulse that I couldn't describe.

Later, whenever my husband was having sex with me until I couldn't hold back anymore, he would always whisper in my ear that I wanted to say lewd things like "I like to take off my clothes and be naked in the street" or "I like to be fucked by strange men." At first, I refused, but after I said those lewd things, my husband fucked me even harder, and my pleasure became more intense. Our sex life became much more colorful from then on.

(II) Making love with the curtains open

One night, my husband had already stripped me naked. I was lying on the bed, and he was touching and sucking my breasts, and touching my genitals until they were wet.

The wind outside had blown up the curtains at the head of the bed. I could see that other people's windows were dark, and I couldn't see anyone else. Our room was also dark, and no one could see what we were doing. A feeling of wanting someone to peep on me arose spontaneously. I suddenly felt very excited, and I really hoped that someone would see me being fucked by my husband. So I asked my husband to open the curtains.

My husband was stunned for a moment, then immediately opened all the curtains at the head and side of the bed. I lay on the bed looking out the window. Although the light from outside shone in, and I could see other people's windows, I wondered if they could really see me.

At that moment, my husband had already inserted his penis into my vagina. His penis was very hard, and he thrust into me vigorously, making me moan and groan. My husband wanted me to moan even more lewdly, so I groaned, "Ah... Husband, your penis is so hard... harder... ah... fuck me... fuck me harder... ah... oh... I want... oh..."

Hearing my lewd moans, my husband thrust into me even more vigorously, fucking me until I was completely out of my mind. That night, my husband would fuck me as soon as his penis was hard, and I was fucked to orgasm repeatedly. I was completely dazed and exhausted, and the next day I was almost too tired to go to work.

Later, every time my husband made love to me, he would draw the curtains. Sometimes, while thrusting, he would whisper in my ear, "If someone sees us, just let them see your naked body!" Then he would turn my body to the window, so that my breasts and vulva were facing the window, and he would penetrate me from behind, while his hands reached out to rub my breasts. I was so turned on by my husband that I felt like I was in heaven, and I didn't care whether anyone was actually seeing me.

Sometimes my husband would ask, "Wife, do you like it when someone sees your naked body?"

I would just answer, "You're so naughty!"

At this time, my husband would turn my breasts and vulva towards the window, touching me while whispering in my ear, "Wife, your breasts are so great, your cunt is so horny, it's driving those perverts crazy!"

I would say, "Ugh...you're so naughty, your wife is being seen naked and you're still so happy!"

Although I knew that no one might actually see me, being told that by my husband made me incredibly excited, so I let him do as he pleased. In short, on that day, I would definitely be fucked by my husband until I was completely limp.

(III) Making Love by the Window

Later, my husband seduced me into making love in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. At first, I wore pajamas on the upper body the first couple of times, but one time my husband got me so excited that...

First, let me talk about the window in my living room. It's basically a floor-to-ceiling window because when you stand in front of it, only your ankles are blocked by the wall. However, the window in my living room isn't a single large pane of glass; it's divided into three sections.

We live on a lower floor, and the living room window has a slanted view of the street. However, there aren't many pedestrians at night; it's mostly just office workers from nearby shops leaving work. The building opposite is also diagonally opposite, so what you see isn't their living room, but their bedroom. The distance isn't very close, but if the lights are on inside, you can see what the people inside are doing.

Of course, if we turn on the lights inside, people in the opposite building can also see what's behind our living room window if they look carefully. If I stand naked in front of the window, my breasts and vulva are completely visible from the opposite building.

Whenever my husband and I make love in the living room, he always deliberately opens the curtains, essentially staging a sex show for the people in the opposite building to watch. So, the first couple of times, I absolutely refused to let him undress me. But in that environment, while my husband seemed very excited, I also felt a strange urge. Sometimes I really wanted to be seen, but of course, I was also very afraid of being seen. That contradictory feeling fueled my impulsive emotions, and the more impulsive I became, the more excited I felt.

That time, my husband turned off the living room lights, took off his clothes, and stood behind me. That night, after showering, I wore a semi-transparent slip dress with nothing underneath. My husband caressed my breasts through the dress, making my nipples stand out against it. While enjoying my husband's caresses, I observed the people in the opposite building and the activities on the street.

After a while, my husband slipped his hands under my dress, one hand grabbing and teasing my breasts, while his thumbs flicked my already erect nipples, making me start to pant. As my husband fondled my breasts, I looked at the opposite building and the street, a strange urge welling up inside me, and I began to get excited.

My husband got excited too. He lifted my nightgown and touched my vulva with his hand. I was already quite wet. He teased my labia with his fingers, so I spread my legs a little wider to make it easier for him to tease my genitals.

Suddenly, my husband thrust his fingers into my vulva, digging and probing. I felt myself getting wetter and weary, and I couldn't help but say to my husband, "Honey, I want..."

My husband deliberately asked, "Want what?"

I said, "You're naughty... I want you to fuck me with your big cock."

So my husband aimed his big cock at my vulva, but he didn't insert it; instead, he slowly rubbed it. I couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Honey, I want... give it to me..."

My husband ignored me and continued to torment me.

I said, "Honey... insert it into me..."

So my husband inserted his big cock into my vaginal opening a little bit and then withdrew it.

I panicked, "Honey... hurry up and insert it..."

My husband inserted it a little more than before, then withdrew. He had me aroused for a long time, and the emptiness in my vagina was growing stronger.

I pleaded with him, "Husband... hurry up

and insert it into me..." Suddenly, my husband pulled down the straps of my nightgown, exposing my breasts. I said, "Husband, don't..." Before I could finish, my husband's mouth sealed mine, and his large penis simultaneously thrust into my vagina. My instinctive "ah" was trapped in my throat because my mouth was covered.

My husband's huge penis suddenly plunged all the way in, and he immediately began thrusting in and out of my vagina. At that moment, his mouth left my lips, and he whispered in my ear, "Wife, your breasts are so big and white, let others see them!"

His words aroused my inner desire, and I became even more excited. Having already had the experience of making love with my husband by the window, this time I didn't hold back like the previous two times, and I cried out in a lewd voice, "Husband, you're fucking me so good! Faster... fuck me harder, I want..."

Hearing my lewd cries, my husband felt particularly stimulated, and he thrust into me with incredible vigor, my juices flowing uncontrollably between my legs.

Then my husband pulled my nightgown up, over my head, and I let him completely remove it from my body without resistance. Now I was standing naked by the window, but I was so engrossed in my husband's penetration that I didn't care what he was doing.

My husband whispered in my ear, "Honey, let the people across the street see your naked body." He then pushed me closer to the glass and made me hold onto the window frame with both hands.

Now I stood there completely exposed, with pedestrians and residents across the street able to clearly see my naked body, from my breasts to my vulva, everything was laid bare. They could also clearly see me being violently penetrated by my husband right there in front of the window. I felt as if my completely naked body was truly being watched by strangers, and the intense stimulation kept pounding through my body.

At this moment, my husband's hands slowly moved from my waist to my breasts, pinching my nipples with two fingers, then moving to squeezing my breasts, letting my nipples peek out from between his fingers. He then squeezed my nipples tightly with two fingers while his large penis continued to thrust in and out of my vagina. This double-pronged attack made me moan repeatedly: "Oh...husband...so good...oh..."

As he fucked me, my husband suddenly said, "Huh? Honey, it really seems like someone is watching us from across the street!"

I slightly opened my eyes and looked, it seemed like they were, but it also seemed like they weren't. The excitement inside me only intensified. I thought, even if someone really was watching, I didn't care anymore. As long as my husband kept fucking me, I didn't care. If you want to watch, then watch all you want!

My husband said again, "Wife, your breasts and pussy are being seen so clearly!"

I groaned weakly, "Ugh...ugh...you're so bad, your wife has been seen by everyone...oh...ah..."

My husband thrust even more violently, and said, "Wife, now even the way your husband is fucking you is seen by everyone in the building across the street!"

Hearing my husband's words, my whole body trembled, a surge of desire welled up inside me, my vaginal walls began to contract, and my husband finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated. A warm current warmed my uterus, and my husband and I reached orgasm at the same time. My

husband pulled his penis out, and his semen slowly flowed out of my pussy. My husband carried me to the sofa and lay down, still holding me naked, his hands still grabbing my breasts.

My husband asked, "Wife, was it fun?"

I said, "Eek... I won't tell you! Your wife was seen naked by everyone..."

My husband said, "Hehe, didn't you also want to be seen?"

My wife said, "Hmph! I won't tell you, you're bad..."

(IV) Being seen naked by my husband's friends.

One day, my husband and three friends came to my house as guests, two men and one woman (the men were called P and D, and the woman was called T). They were all old business friends of my husband. After dinner, my husband and the three friends played cards.

After I finished cooking in the kitchen, I came out to accompany my husband. They played cards for a while, and P said that they wanted to play more excitingly. The others did not object. I whispered to my husband what kind of exciting game it was. My husband said that the loser had to take off his clothes until all four of them were naked.

At this time, D suggested, "It's not fun to play with only three men and one woman. Why don't we invite your wife to join in, so that there are two men and two women? What do you all think?" P and T did not object. D looked at my husband, and my husband looked at me and quickly said that it was no problem. He would be my support.

After hearing D's words, I was stunned for a moment. I never imagined that a scene from an erotic novel would actually happen in my real life. A strange impulse suddenly surged through me, so I gritted my teeth and joined in the fun. After all, I wasn't the only woman there.

After a few rounds, I was lucky; I only had to take off my top, leaving me with underwear and a short skirt. My husband hugged me and kissed me a few times on the cheek, saying it was a reward for me.

P and D were left with only their boxer shorts, while T was left with only her bra and panties. T had a good figure too, with full breasts and long legs. I noticed P and D glancing at T's body, which was only covered by underwear and a bra, and I also noticed bulges in their crotches, while T remained calm.

P said, "Sister-in-law, you're so lucky! We're almost stripped naked!"

At this point, the atmosphere was very high, and everyone was in high spirits.

Then I lost several rounds in a row. First, I had to take off my skirt, then my bra, and finally my underwear. I ended up stripping completely naked, my breasts and genitals exposed, my whole body laid bare. I looked at my husband, but he seemed completely unfazed, letting his wife's naked body be seen by everyone.

Facing my husband's friends completely naked, I felt a little uncomfortable at first, but also strangely excited. I couldn't imagine what would happen if I kept losing, because I noticed P and D's crotches were already bulging.

Next, T lost two rounds in a row, and she finally had to strip naked too. Her breasts and genitals were completely exposed. Her pubic hair was thick and dark, making her skin appear exceptionally white. I noticed my husband's crotch was also erect.

Both of us ladies were naked, and P, D, and my husband kept glancing at T and me, completely naked. For some reason, their stares made me feel a little excited, and my genitals felt a little wet.

The five of them continued playing, and I lost again. The consequence was that the winners had to touch me. P and D touched my breasts, and T even touched my vagina! I thought to myself, "If I win next, humph! You'll be sorry!"

Finally, I won! P and D had to touch T's breasts, while I inserted my finger into T's vagina. She cried out, "Oh! Now..." Everyone laughed.

Next, P and D lost, and they had to take off their boxer shorts, revealing their penises. It was the first time I'd seen a man's genitals other than my husband's. P and D's penises were already aroused—wow, so big! I glanced at T and saw her face was flushed.

At this point, P, D, T, and I were all completely naked, and the game ended.

After the card game ended, D went to the bathroom, while P whispered something in T's ear. Of course, I didn't know what he said; I only saw T glare at him. The two of them put their clothes back on, and D also got dressed and came out of the bathroom. I was still naked at the door, seeing the three of them off.

After the guests left, my husband couldn't wait any longer and pushed me down onto the sofa in the living room, unceremoniously inserting his hard, throbbing penis into my vagina.

"Wife, your vagina is so wet. Isn't it exciting to be seen naked?" my husband whispered in my ear.

"No...don't talk so much, just come and fuck me...fuck me hard...I want it..." I just wanted my husband's cock to fill my pussy. As soon

as my husband thrust in, I twisted my hips to meet his thrusts, and kept moaning: "Oh...fuck me...ah...harder...ah...oh...don't stop...husband...fuck me harder...oh...oh..." Hearing my moans, my husband fucked me even harder.

After a round of intense lovemaking, I nestled against my husband's chest, panting. Suddenly, I realized that the chandelier in the living room was off, but the floor lamp was still on, and the curtains were open. Did that mean my husband and I were seen by the people in the building across the street? I playfully punched my husband's chest.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of? You've already been seen naked tonight!" my husband said, touching my breasts.

"You're bad...you even deliberately stripped your wife naked for others to see..."

"Aren't you excited?"

"I'm ignoring you!" I got up and went back to the room.

(V)

One day, I came home from work to find my husband, P, and T all at my house. My husband wanted to start his own business and had P and T as partners. The business was all set, but due to initial staffing issues, P and T suggested I come and help as well, so they came to my house to persuade me.

My husband had mentioned this before, and while I didn't want to give up my current job, recent work issues made me want a change of scenery, and also to show my support for my husband, so I agreed to P and T's suggestion. My husband, P, and T were all very happy, and my husband even hugged me and kissed me passionately.

P suggested we celebrate together, but my husband said finding a restaurant was too much trouble, and it would be more comfortable and convenient to order takeout and eat at home. He added that we could have a bigger celebration when the business was more profitable. P and T agreed, and my husband also brought out some of his best red wine to share with everyone.

After a hearty meal and drinks, P suggested playing cards. The mere mention of cards reminded me of that night, and my face flushed slightly. P then said, "Everyone's having so much fun tonight, why don't we go all out?"

This time, my husband, P, T, and I (P and T are living together) split into two groups. My husband and P faced off, best two out of three rounds; if the woman lost the first round, she had to strip naked and let them touch her, and if she lost again, she had to have sex on the spot. My husband, P, and T didn't object, and everyone stared at me. P's suggestion was like something out of an erotic novel, and images of lewd scenes from those stories flooded my mind, making me a little infatuated. Combined with the effects of alcohol, I didn't object to P's suggestion.

My husband and P started playing cards, and I felt very nervous. My husband lost the first round, so I had to strip naked in front of them. Since P and T had already seen my body before, I didn't feel anything this time.

This time, P not only touched my entire body but also pinched my nipples; T wasn't holding back either, touching my entire body and inserting her fingers into my vagina as a way of repaying me for penetrating her vagina last time. After they did this, my body started to feel hot.

In the second round, my husband won, and it was T's turn to undress completely. My husband not only touched her entire body but also sucked on her nipples, making her giggle and say it wasn't good. I also touched her entire body and inserted my fingers into her vagina in return for her "gift."

The third round was the final showdown, and I felt very nervous. I looked at T, and she was nervous too.

In the end, my husband lost. Then my husband hugged and kissed me, his hands caressing my body, pinching my breasts and nipples, and his fingers penetrating my vagina, making me a little breathless. Afterwards, my husband's penis rubbed against my vagina, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I could only whisper, "Husband...husband..."

My husband ignored me and continued to torment me, whispering in my ear, "Tell me to fuck you."

"Ugh...oh no...they're here..."

"Don't pay attention to them! Don't you want it?" My husband said, his penis going in and out of my vagina, going in and out again, until I couldn't hold back anymore. I said, "Husband, I want..."

"Want what?"

"Fuck me..."

"Say it again."

"Fuck me..."

Only then did my husband thrust into my vagina forcefully. I screamed "Ah!" and twisted my hips to meet his thrusts: "Ah...ah...harder...oh...harder...fuck me...oh..."

Later, my husband wanted me to be on top. He lay down, and I put my vagina on his penis and put it in. My husband's hands were fondling my breasts. I noticed that P was also naked and was embracing T, watching my husband's battle intently.

Later, my husband wanted to have sex with me from behind. He told me to lie face down on the sofa. At that moment, I saw P and T also come up behind me. My husband thrust into my vagina from behind, then pulled out after a short while, then thrust in again. This time, I felt something was different, so I turned my head and saw that it was P who was having sex with me!

When I didn't know what to do, I saw my husband's face right in front of mine. He kissed me and then put his tongue in my mouth. At this moment, my lust was burning fiercely, and scenes from novels suddenly flashed into my mind. Since my husband was happy to let me have sex with other men, I might as well open myself up too!

At this moment, P vigorously thrust into me, while his hands simultaneously fondled my breasts. After thrusting for a while, he told me to turn over and lie on my back. Then he spread my legs and inserted his penis into my vagina. I moaned repeatedly as he thrust into me: "Ah...oh...fuck me harder...oh...fuck me to death...oh..." I no longer cared whether he was my husband or not; at this moment, I only wanted a big penis to fuck me!

Soon I felt my vagina contracting in waves, and I climaxed, screaming, "Don't stop...fuck me harder...fuck me...oh..." At that moment, P was fiercely attacking my vagina, and he couldn't help but say, "I'm going to cum!" I said, "Cum inside me..." Before I could finish speaking, I felt a burning sensation, and my whole body trembled, and I went limp.

P pulled his penis out of my vagina, and a few drops of semen flowed out of my vaginal opening. I turned around and saw T being penetrated by my husband. She seemed to have reached her climax as well, her hands tightly wrapped around my husband's back. I saw my husband let out a "whoosh," his buttocks jerked, and he withdrew from T's vagina, his glans still covered with a few drops of sticky white semen.

T and I lay limply on the sofa, my husband and P staring at our exposed breasts and vaginas still dripping with their semen. I never imagined that the lewd scenes in novels would happen to me, and a strange excitement filled my whole body.

Later, my husband, P, and T formed a company. The office building wasn't large, but it did have a meeting room.

Three months later, I was finally allowed to start working at my husband's company. By then, the company's business had started to improve slightly, and if I didn't start work soon, they would "kill" me.

After my first month at work, my husband and P held a celebration party. This time, we ate at the hotel restaurant first and then went to our room. Once in the room, my husband and I took a shower together. After showering, we came out naked, and then P and T went into the bathroom to shower. My husband had already pushed me down on the bed and started having sex

with me. Soon after, P and T also finished showering, and they also came out naked. The two of them immediately started having sex. After a while, my husband and P switched positions. P went to penetrate my vagina, and my husband went to penetrate T's vagina. Later, T and I lay side by side on our backs, and my husband and P took turns penetrating me and T's vaginas. T and I were both being fucked until we moaned repeatedly: "Oh... ah... fuck me hard... don't stop... oh... oh... fuck me..."

In short, we had a very lewd and unrestrained time that night. In the end, P held me while I slept, and my husband held T while I slept.

The next morning, after everyone showered, my husband and P wouldn't let T and me put on any clothes. My husband ordered room service for breakfast, and when the waiter brought it to the room, T and I were naked under the covers. We waited until the waiter left before we got out of bed and ate breakfast completely naked. Only after breakfast did we put on our clothes and check out. It felt like a scene from a novel was unfolding in my own life, and a strange excitement filled my heart.

Later, we held such a celebration party every month.

One time, T had her period at a party, and as a result, not only did my husband and P take turns having sex with me, but T also kept touching and squeezing my breasts and sucking on my nipples, making me moan repeatedly.

T whispered in my ear, "Look how excited you are being gang-raped by two men! You're so 'capable' of lust. Quickly say you're a slut, that you like being gang-raped."

At first, I shook my head, but T said, "If you don't say it, I'll tell my husband and your husband not to fuck you, and I'll just suck their dicks."

Hearing her say that, my inner lust actually made me say what T said: "Oh... I'm a slut... I like being gang-raped... Oh... Fuck me hard... Don't stop... Oh... Ah... I like it... You take turns fucking me... Oh..."

As a result, I was gang-raped by my husband and P until I reached multiple orgasms, and finally I was exhausted and powerless.

Sometimes my husband and P would make T and me go to the window, face out and lie on the glass, and they would penetrate T and me from behind. The thrill of being spied on, not wanting to be seen but secretly wanting to be seen, made me even more lustful; the two men were also very excited, thrusting into T and me violently, making T and me moan even more lewdly.

(VI) Sexual Birthday Party (1)

My husband's birthday is coming soon. I asked him what gift he wanted me to give him. He said he didn't want anything, he just wanted me to wear a "birthday outfit" on his birthday.

I asked him, "What is a 'birthday outfit'?" So he told me a joke called "The Wife's Birthday Outfit".

I said, "Oh! So you're making fun of me for being silly."

My husband said, "No, I just wanted you to know what a 'birthday outfit' is, not to make fun of you! But I still hope that the 'birthday outfit' can keep some pubic hair."

I said, "You're so lewd..."

On the morning of my husband's birthday, when we were changing clothes for work, my husband looked at me and said, "Wife, you..."

"Didn't you want me to wear a 'birthday outfit' on your birthday?" I said with a smile.

"Thank you so much, wife! Come here, give me a kiss." My husband put his arm around me and kissed me on the lips.

I was so breathless from my husband's kiss that I pushed him away, "But this 'birthday outfit' can't be worn in public!" I said.

“Well… as long as it’s indoors, no matter what, you have to wear your ‘birthday outfit,’ okay?”

“I’ll do whatever you say today!”

My husband and I drove back to the company. When we got back, P and T hadn’t started work yet, and my husband had already reminded me to wear my “birthday outfit.”

I had just come out of the break room when I ran into P and T returning. “Hey? Popo, you…” They looked me up and down. I wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing; I was completely naked, my breasts and pubic hair were completely exposed, except for a pair of high heels on my feet.

“That’s the ‘birthday outfit’ I told her to wear today, my birthday.” Before I could speak, my husband had already answered. P and T then exclaimed “Ah!” at the same time, and laughed at my naked body.

“You’ve seen it before…” I said irritably.

“Never mind them, anyway, you’re the prettiest, honey!” My husband hugged me and kissed my cheek.

“No way! They’ll laugh at us. I want T to wear a ‘birthday outfit’ to celebrate your birthday today too!”

T looked at me, then at P; my husband and P also looked at T, and said in unison, “Okay!”

“You guys are mean…” T punched P’s arm.

“It’s just for the office!” my husband said.

By this time, P had already taken off T’s suit jacket, and T said, “I’ll do it myself, so you don’t ruin my clothes.”

T was originally wearing a neat business suit, but then she took off her top, skirt, bra, and underwear, leaving her completely naked in front of the two men, except for her high heels.

“From now on, you two have to wear ‘birthday outfits’ to celebrate my birthday too!” P said to me and T.

My husband and P had seen T and me naked countless times, and perhaps seeing us naked in the office gave them a different feeling, so they kept staring at our naked bodies.

P and my husband were whispering to each other. Apparently, P had seen my "birthday outfit" and had a brilliant idea: to have T and me wear the company's products and take some sexy photos to enhance the product's appeal to clients. Of course, breasts, genitals, and faces were to be avoided.

No sooner said than done, P picked up a camera, and T and I posed for photos in the meeting room. Some were solo shots of T and me, and some were as a "double" photo. When we saw the photos on the computer, everyone said T and I looked very sexy and alluring, which definitely enhanced the product's appeal.

After shooting for most of the day, although it was past lunchtime, we were all hungry and had to go out for a meal.

I put my short dress back on (the one I'd worn home that morning), and I wasn't wearing anything underneath (my husband had told me not to wear underwear that morning, and I needed to revert to my "birthday outfit" when I got to the office, so not wearing underwear was quite convenient). Although the short dress revealed my beautiful legs, if you were careful, it wouldn't be noticeable that I wasn't wearing underwear. However, because the upper part of the dress was quite form-fitting, it was still obvious that I wasn't wearing a bra.

T, on the other hand, put her neat office lady suit back on, because she and P were going to meet clients in the afternoon.

I noticed several people in the restaurant staring at my chest and legs and whispering. I think they probably noticed that I wasn't wearing a bra or underwear. I'd experienced this many times before; many people would stare at me lewdly, but I didn't feel anything; in fact, I found it a little exciting, so I acted very naturally, and my husband pretended to be even more nonchalant.

After dinner, back at the office, I, of course, went back to my "birthday outfit"! My husband looked at me, completely naked, and gave me a slightly lewd smile.

I was completely naked except for my shoes. I'd been walking around the company naked all day, and I had some really strange feelings about it. I don't know how to describe them, but it felt like something out of a erotic novel my husband had shown me was actually happening to me. I felt a strange, exciting thrill.

After work, my husband drove to D's house. P had arranged a birthday party for him at D's Jinxiu Garden residence, and she also mentioned that we'd meet D's live-in girlfriend, R.

I put my short dress back on and left the company with my husband. P and T had gone straight to D's house to help with the preparations after meeting their clients in the afternoon.

When we arrived at D's house, my husband reminded me again to wear my "birthday outfit." I thought to myself, D has already seen me naked. Although I haven't met D's girlfriend R, she's a woman, so it doesn't matter! I took off my dress and threw it in the car, got out completely naked, and took my husband's arm as we went inside.

D opened the door, and the room was dimly lit. As we stepped into the hall, I vaguely saw someone carrying a birthday cake. The birthday song began to play, and my husband put his arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek. After the song ended, the lights suddenly came on, and I froze for a moment.

I saw T holding the cake, with P and D beside her. There was a girl next to D, and several other people I didn't recognize, both men and women, on either side of her. They stared at my naked body, also stunned for a moment.

Several seconds later, the husband finally spoke, "Thank you everyone! Thank you everyone! This is my wife. Today she specially wore a 'birthday outfit' to celebrate my birthday."

"A 'birthday outfit'? Wow! Popo, you look so beautiful today!" D said. "Come on, birthday boy, blow out the candles!"

T put the cake down, and everyone surrounded the husband. He blew out the candles and made a wish, and everyone clapped.

"Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, R," D introduced his girlfriend to us.

R looked me up and down: "Popo, you have such a great figure!"

"Thank you! You have a great figure too!" I said. R was wearing a tight-fitting short skirt, fully showing off her beautiful figure and legs.

"Why don't you look like Popo, see if..." T said.

"Don't tease me!" R said, and the three of us women laughed.

At this moment, I vaguely heard the husband telling everyone a joke about "the wife's birthday outfit," and everyone's eyes turned to me again. Besides P, D, and T, I didn't know anyone else. I was the only naked person in the room, and everyone's eyes were on me. I felt a little embarrassed, but luckily T stayed with me the whole time.

D suggested we eat, drink, and chat. Maybe it was because I'd had a little to drink, but the initial embarrassment gradually lessened, and I got used to being stared at. I thought to myself, I've been naked all day anyway, and for some reason, being stared at like that gives me a thrill. My lower body even felt a little... um... could it be... as my husband said, that I also enjoy being stared at?

Just then, my husband came over and pulled me into the living room to dance. He put his arm around my naked body. We were facing each other, but suddenly he pressed my back against his chest and made me wrap my arms around his waist. Now I was facing everyone, and everyone in the room could see my entire body clearly.

My husband whispered in my ear, "Everyone can see all over you, isn't it great?"

"You're so naughty! Your wife is so happy to be seen like this..."

"Wow! I'm soaking wet!" My husband suddenly inserted his finger into my vagina.

"No... take it out..." I wiggled my hips.

The music stopped, and everyone clapped. Suddenly, my husband and I felt like we were performing.

The second music started, and my husband invited R to dance, D invited me, then P, and then several other men. They were all very gentlemanly. Although they had their hands on my back while dancing, they didn't take the opportunity to grope me, but they kept staring at my naked body. I was being seen naked again and again at almost zero distance, and a strange impulse stimulated me.

Maybe it was because I had drunk some alcohol, but everyone was in a high mood, and I was also very excited. Today, I was completely naked, my breasts, thighs, vulva, and buttocks were being watched by others. The feeling of being spied on was very special, and something inside me seemed to be wriggling.

After the party ended, D invited my husband, P, and T to stay overnight to continue our fun, while the other guests gradually left.

After seeing everyone off, D led us up to the third floor. The third floor had an open-plan bedroom and a transparent glass bathroom. D's idea was that T and R would accompany my husband, while he and P would accompany me, and everyone would have fun on the third floor.

At this point, T and R were already entangled with my husband, taking off his clothes. They also took off their own clothes, and naked, they embraced my husband on both sides as they led him to the bathroom. Because the bathroom was a completely transparent glass design, we could clearly see T and R rubbing their naked bodies against my husband.

Suddenly, I felt my breasts being grasped. It turned out that D and P were touching my breasts, one on each side, rubbing and squeezing them. I was already a little excited from being watched naked today, and with them doing this, I couldn't help but moan. Their hands roamed all over my body, and when they touched my thigh, suddenly a finger was inserted into my vagina, and I cried out "Ah!"

“Do you want us to fuck you? Just say so,” P said.

I’d done this with P many times before, so it was natural for me to say, “Fuck me! I want you to fuck my cunt with your big cock!”

As soon as I finished speaking, P spread my legs, but it was D’s cock that went into my cunt. His cock was also very thick, and it felt so hard and full as soon as it went in. After he thrust in and out once, he pulled out, and it was P’s turn to fuck me. After he thrust in and out once, he pulled out again, and it was D’s turn to thrust in and out.

I was really enjoying their “relay tactic”: “Don’t stop… keep fucking me…”

“Say some dirty talk, like when your husband and I were playing with you,” P said.

Being raped by P and D in turn felt different from when my husband and P took turns fucking me, because neither of the men was my husband, and that feeling was very special.

D's penis was rubbing against my vagina, while P's hand was pinching my nipples. At that moment, I really needed a man's penis to fill my vagina, so I had to do as P said.

"I'm a slut... I like being fucked by men... fuck me harder... don't stop... take turns fucking me... I like... being gang-raped by you..."

So I was fucked by P and D in turn, I don't know how much time passed, or how many times I got high, and finally all three of them were satisfied, and P and D held me on either side and went to sleep on the big bed.

(VII) Sexual Birthday Party (2)

Later, on P's birthday, T and I had to wear "birthday outfits" in the office all day. We didn't go out for lunch that day, we just ordered takeout, and when the takeout arrived, T and I still had to stay in the office completely naked.

We also made a bet on whether the delivery person was male or female, and the loser had to listen to the winner. R and I bet that it was female, while my husband and P bet that it was male.

The delivery boy was a young man. T and I were sitting naked in our seats. I saw him blushing, looking unsure what to do, wanting to look but not daring to. He even stole glances at us after taking the money, while T and I continued working on our documents as if nothing had happened.

After he left, T and I both laughed. The way he wanted to look but didn't dare to was stirring something within me.

I said, "We lost, what's the punishment?"

My husband said, "We'll punish you later!"

My husband loves to bet. I once lost a bet with him and he made me throw trash naked and walk naked in the park at night. I wonder what tricks he'll pull this time?

P's birthday party was also held at D's Jinxiu Garden residence. When we arrived, it was the same group of people as last time, and just like last time, everyone ate something and drank some alcohol first. After that, we didn't dance or sing karaoke, but played cards. The game was a men-versus-women's game, and the loser's female partner had to take off her clothes.

Everyone played cards and drank. When my husband and P lost, T and I stripped naked because we were only wearing dresses, which was convenient for being completely naked in the office.

Luckily, my husband also won a few times. T suffered the most because P lost several times, and T was groped all over, even by other women. Later, my husband also lost a few times, and I was groped all over too.

Gradually, R, C, K, M, and several other women also stripped naked. C, K, and M had good figures, like R, with snow-white skin, full breasts, long legs, and dark pubic hair. By this time, all six of us women were completely naked.

D said, "If you win again, you can use your mouth, not your hands."

The six of us women looked at each other, our faces slightly red. We all know what using our mouths means, but the excitement within us makes it impossible to resist.

What followed was, I don't know if it could be considered lewd: the losing team had the women suck the men's penises and the men lick the women's vaginas. As a result, there were six couples, some women sucking the men's penises, and some men licking the women's vaginas. After several rounds, everyone's lust was extremely high.

Later, I realized that T, R, C, K, M, D, P, and my husband were no longer there; only Mr. C, Mr. K, and Mr. M (the husbands of C, K, and M) remained in the hall. Later, I learned that they had all gone upstairs to have fun.

At this point, I was burning with lust, and I didn't care about anything else. I was taking turns sucking the penises of Mr. C, Mr. K, and Mr. M, while their six hands groped my body, pinching my nipples, rubbing my breasts, teasing my labia, and inserting their fingers into my vagina, until I was groaning as I tried to spit out their penises.

Because the lust within me, fueled by erotic novels, had been ignited by the sex party at my last birthday celebration, even though the man before me wasn't my husband, my desire was so intense that all I wanted was a penis to fill my cunt.

I moaned, "I want... fuck me... someone fuck me..." But they wanted me to say lewd things before they would fuck me. I didn't know how they knew this secret.

"I'm a slut... I like being fucked by men..." I only managed to say two sentences before they interrupted me, asking, "Were you a teacher before?"

"Yes... I... no..." I answered incoherently.

"How about... we play a game of gang rape of a slutty teacher?" they said again.

"Ugh... I..." My lust made me unable to resist.

"Never mind all that, just say you're a slutty teacher, say as slutty as you can be, say you're..." They guided me to say lewd things through questioning, while constantly touching my breasts and pinching my nipples, and teasing and stimulating my cunt with their large penises, relentlessly tormenting me.

I had no choice but to let them do as they pleased: "I'm a lewd teacher, I love to expose my body for people to see and touch... Oh... I love having my breasts grabbed and my cunt fucked..."

As they guided me to say these lewd things, I felt a strong excitement inside for some reason. They kept probing my vagina with their fingers, making it feel even more urgency. I said whatever they wanted me to say.

"I'm a very lewd teacher, I especially love to take off my clothes in the classroom for the students to see... I also love to let them touch me... I especially love them playing with me in all sorts of ways... fucking me... inserting into me... gang raping me... Oh... um... I want... fuck me..."

I said these lewd things as if in a dream, while being gang raped by the three of them, one after another thrusting into my cunt. I heard them saying as they fucked me, "Teacher, you have such a great body...Teacher, you have such big tits...Teacher, you're so horny...We all love fucking you..."

"Oh...I'm a slutty teacher...You can fuck me however you want...Oh...Teacher loves being gang-raped by you..."

"Oh...I'm a slutty teacher...You fuck me so well...Oh...Oh...Fuck me...Take turns fucking me...Teacher loves being gang-raped by you...Oh...Oh..." I was so fucked by them that I didn't even know what I was saying anymore.

I don't know how much time passed, but my pussy was constantly being thrust into by cocks, and I was so high that I was a little dazed, so I let them continue to gang-rape me until they had no more semen to ejaculate.

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