When I go to him, I forget my position as a housewife, wife, and mother, and become just a perverted woman. The numerous perverted acts I've done with my affair partner: cosplay, exposure, SM, and urination play. Recently, he finally took me to a couple's café. "You can just watch while having a drink," he said as we entered. Inside, in a unique atmosphere I had never seen before, I had a lively conversation with a friendly female staff member. After taking a shower with him, I changed into a sheer black babydoll he had prepared and returned to the room. While drinking at the counter, a gentle-looking man approached me, and since he was skilled at tying, I ended up being tied up naked in front of everyone. We then moved to a large room where multiple couples and married couples watched as I experienced a threesome for the first time. After that, I started going to a happening bar, and on the day of a lotion event, I was the first to interact with a male instructor (?) in the center of a wide mat. In a daze from alcohol and heat, I took turns receiving the members of the men present with both my upper and lower mouths, and also had my favorite man's member inserted, experiencing intense group sex. Being called a perverted woman and being gangbanged felt so good it might become a habit. In the past, after checking into a hotel, I changed into a thin, see-through shirt with a wide-open chest, a tight mini skirt that barely covered my butt, and a black bra with open nipples. I went out to a bar of his acquaintance. At that time, he and I sat separately, and he had told me in advance, "Accept everything the men ask for. I'll give instructions via Line." At first, I talked with two regular customers, and soon he instructed me to "move between the two, pretend to be drunk, and touch their bodies while touching their members." Following the flow of the conversation, I touched their shoulders and waists, lightly kissed them, and reached for their crotches, touching their members over their pants. Then he sent another Line message saying, "Ask if you can suck." As instructed, I asked the two men, "Can I suck?" Given my outfit and the fact that I reached for their crotches myself, it was clear I was a pervert, so the two were not surprised and said, "Sure, but let's change places." We moved to another bar run by one of the men. On the way, he sent a Line message saying, "Report the situation from time to time," but the developments that followed were beyond imagination, and I reported to him the next day. When we arrived at the bar, it was still early, and before opening, we unlocked the door and went inside. "Want a drink?" they asked, and I nodded, and the three of us drank a lot of cocktails and sake. After a while, one of the men's phones rang, and he asked, "Can I invite a friend?" By then, I was almost completely drunk and replied, "Sure," and about 30 minutes later, about ten similarly drunk men came in. My memory from there is fragmented, but I was called "a sexy wife, quite a perverted woman," and before I knew it, they surrounded me. The bar owner said, "She can't get enough of members. Which one do you want to suck?" he asked me, and with my vision unsteady, I looked around again and saw handsome older men. Reading the room, I replied, "All of them..." and the men quickly undressed, and before I knew it, my upper and lower mouths were filled with members, and I was gangbanged. I was violated until almost the last train, with members or alcohol constantly in my upper and lower mouths, and I returned home exhausted in a taxi. Recently, after going to an izakaya with five male colleagues, we moved to karaoke, and for some reason, despite working at the same place (and even with people I met for the first time), I often experienced sexual acts. That day, too, dirty jokes started at karaoke, and while I was ordering drinks, a drunk senior male colleague reached into my skirt from behind. Perhaps because I didn't resist, he touched my wet private parts, and I couldn't help but let out an "Ahh," and the men swarmed around me. Although I really wanted it right away, I said, "No, stop," but the men didn't stop, and they removed my underwear, licking my lips and nipples until my private parts were as wet as if I had urinated. The men's actions stopped there. On the contrary, after being thoroughly licked, I got in the mood, loosened the belt of the man I liked the most, took out his member, lightly performed oral sex to make it bigger, lifted my skirt, and straddled him, moving my hips on top of him despite everyone being there, receiving his fluids inside, and finally, in an M-shaped sitting position, had a photo taken of the flowing fluids. I think this is already quite lewd, but recently, I had another opportunity to drink with the bar owner I met before, and imagining a sexual development, I naturally got excited and went out wearing a blue tank top with a V-neck under a coat, a white micro mini skirt, and no underwear, with bare legs. When I arrived at the designated place, it was a completely private room used for entertaining, with dim lighting in an izakaya, and besides the owner, there were three different handsome young men. I sat between two men, and after a while, I took their hands and guided them from under the cushion on my lap to my thighs. At first, the men only slowly stroked my thighs, but as the alcohol progressed, they forcefully tried to touch my private parts, and even when I whispered "later" in their ears, their hands didn't stop. They moved the cushion, spread my legs wide, and while kissing, stimulated my exposed private parts intensely from both sides, watched by the other two men. With a voice saying "Ahh," I might have squirted a lot, or maybe it was urine. When one of the men said, "Shall we move?" I nodded, and we started walking along the river towards the hotel district. With no panties and my private parts soaking wet, I, a lewd woman who wanted it inserted immediately, pointed to a hotel with an SM room I had visited with him before and said, "Let's go here," and we went inside. As soon as we entered the room, my tank top and bra were removed, and I was tied to a chair with an open crotch, a vibrator was inserted, and despite begging, "I can't take it anymore... please insert it quickly," I wasn't allowed, and was tormented with tools, squirting a lot again. Even after that, I wasn't allowed insertion, and while on all fours on the floor, I was instructed to open my private parts with both hands, and while watching, the men said, "Slutty old woman," "Lewd old woman," "Perverted old woman," and asked, "How many members have you had inside?" I answered in a small voice, "I don't remember," and they said, "If you want it inserted, remember properly," and inserted a vibrator again. Finally, I answered, "I've dated about 10 people, about 100 at the store, and including people I met at work or that day, about 50," and they said, "Then, even if you're lying, it's easily over 200 (I think it's actually more...)," and "For that, your private parts are tight. But it's still too early to insert a member," and they inserted a sparkling wine bottle opened as a welcome drink from behind. By then, my reason had completely flown away, and after being teased so much, my private parts were burning to the limit, desperately seeking a member. Even so, I wasn't allowed insertion immediately, and my throat was filled with members one after another, and after being dragged, my legs were lifted, and after being stirred with multiple fingers in my private parts for a long time, I was finally allowed insertion. Since that day, I feel I've become even more lewd, and next week, I'm invited as an entertainment factor to a banquet with two men, but without being told, I'm considering wearing extremely revealing clothes and whether to wear underwear.

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