Don't let your girlfriend wear underwear

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I really enjoy it when my girlfriend goes out without underwear. The constant feeling that she might accidentally slip down her skirt at any moment gives me a thrill. Plus, without underwear, I can easily touch her buttocks – it's so smooth and exciting. If I suddenly need to, I can just lift her skirt and penetrate her immediately; no need to take off my underwear, so convenient!
I remember once she wore a super short mini-skirt (the kind where her underwear is visible when she squats down), and I wouldn't allow her to wear underwear with me.
On the bus, I followed her closely, and when we went up to the upper deck, I could immediately see what was under her skirt. Her
two plump, smooth buttocks swayed in front of me, and a small tuft of hair peeked out between her legs. I'm sure the man behind me also saw this beautiful sight! After we sat down, I told her about the accidental exposure and pointed out who had seen under her skirt. She stroked my thigh and said, "You're so naughty!"
Then she whispered in my ear, "I want it tonight!"
I whispered in her ear, "No need tonight, I'll give it to you as soon as we get on the highway!"
She protested, "You're so naughty!"
We deliberately chose to sit at the back of the bus, but unfortunately, it was so crowded that we couldn't do anything. When I woke up, we found we had arrived in Kowloon, and we had four more stops to get off.
At this time, people on the bus were also preparing to get off, and as a result, all the upper-level passengers got off at the second-to-last stop.
I immediately unbuttoned the two buttons on her skirt. This skirt was a bit special; it used these two buttons to turn a piece of fabric into a skirt by draping it left and right. So, when I unbuttoned all the buttons on her skirt, the skirt immediately became a piece of fabric under her buttocks. Her vulva, covered by thick pubic hair, was immediately revealed to me.
Perhaps because she was exposing her genitals outdoors, she buried her head on my shoulder in embarrassment. My hand gently brushed across her vulva, my fingertips lingering on her clitoris, smoothing it out. In no time, she was overflowing with fluid. She gasped for breath, reminding me not to wet her skirt, as it would be embarrassing if someone saw.
I immediately pulled her skirt out from under her, letting her sit directly on the chair. But my hand didn't stop. My thumb pressed against her clitoris, continuing to massage it, and I went from inserting one finger to three.
Her juices flowed incessantly along my fingers, changing from clear to milky white, then dripping onto the chair. She hugged me tighter and tighter, her breathing becoming heavier, eventually turning into moans in her throat, as she dared not cry out too loudly on the bus.
Finally, I knelt beneath her, burying my head between her legs, licking her genitals. This move immediately overwhelmed her. While she didn't scream, her moans were loud enough to echo throughout the upper deck of the bus. Fortunately, the impact was loud enough, otherwise the driver would have heard it.
At that moment, the bus stopped at a traffic light, and coincidentally, another bus stopped next to it. As soon as my girlfriend felt the bus stop, she immediately opened her eyes alertly. When she noticed the strange looks from the passengers on the next bus, she immediately tried to push me away, saying, "There are people here!"
and tried to retrieve her skirt. I followed her gaze and saw six people sitting on the next bus: three high school boys, a couple around our age, and a single girl. Their eyes were all fixed on us. Needless to say, the four boys' eyes were practically popping out of their sockets, and the girls were blushing.
I told her, "Don't pay attention to them, let them look!" After saying that, I continued to bury my face between her legs.
Actually, being naturally lustful, she had long wanted to experience the thrill of making love in front of others. After I licked her again, she immediately returned to the pleasure of sex. Her legs intertwined more wantonly around my neck, her head tilted back, moaning with extreme pleasure, as if wanting the passengers in the next car to know how excited she was. Her waist twisted from side to side, and she even turned her whole body to face the window, letting her wanton vulva face the passengers in the next car.
Finally, the car started moving again. She was slumped in the seat, completely exhausted from her orgasm. I continued to lick her, and she slowly recovered, stroking my head and saying, "Hao, that's enough!"
I looked up at her: "Really enough?"
She said, "Enough! It was really exciting!"
I said slyly, "I know you found it exciting too!" Every time she saw this expression on my face, she knew I had some trick up my sleeve.
She then said coquettishly, "So what?"
I didn't say a word, but just pointed to the seat under her. Upon seeing this, she immediately blushed. The chair beneath her was completely soaked with her vaginal fluid, and the area below her vulva was covered in a clump of white discharge.
She pounded my chest, protesting, "It's all your fault! Give me back my skirt! We're about to get off!" Without caring about her naked lower body, she stood up and walked to the next row of chairs to clean herself with a tissue.
I took my skirt and sat down next to her. She commanded, "Put it on for me!"
I insisted she stand up before I would put it on her. She glared at me but obediently stood up and let me put it on. Just as I was about to wrap the skirt around her, another bus passed by. I deliberately slowed down so the other passengers could also catch a glimpse of her beautiful buttocks.
Finally, we got off the bus. We immediately went to satisfy our hunger, but the restaurant was too crowded; we couldn't be intimate with her.
We still had a lot of fun that day. Unfortunately, once she put her clothes back on, she reverted to being a demure lady, constantly preoccupied with her clothes, especially her miniskirts which lacked any underwear. This prevented me from successfully exposing my girlfriend.
We finally headed home, having missed the last bus, and had to take a "daredevil minibus." Because the minibus route is different from the regular bus, it doesn't go directly into the village; we had to walk a small path after getting off. Although that path was also the only way into the village, fewer people walked there at night.
Because so many people were waiting for the minibus, we got off at around 2 AM, walking along the dimly lit stone road. I kept looking left and right to make sure no one was around.
My girlfriend, seeing my actions, knew I was up to something again, so she twisted my ear and said, "What are you thinking about? 'Confess and you'll be treated leniently, resist and you'll be punished severely'!"
I whispered in her ear, "I want to take your skirt off right here!"
She asked, "Why?"
I said, "Because it will excite me!"
She said, "Then you have to help me take it off, but you have to take yours off too!"
I exclaimed, "Why?"
She whispered in my ear, "Because it will excite me too!"
I said with a pained expression, "But if someone suddenly appears, it will be difficult for me to put my pants back on!"
She thought for a moment and said, "Then you don't have to take off your pants, just pull down your zipper, and let me hold your penis as we
walk home." I immediately did as she said, and also took off her skirt, leaving her naked from the waist down. She grabbed my penis with one hand and pulled me forward.
I laughed and said to her, "Am I taking you home or are you taking me home?"
She laughed and said, "Whoever's sensitive spot is being held has to obey." After saying that, she vigorously shook my penis a few times.
We didn't encounter anyone else along the way, until we reached the basketball court downstairs. Just when we thought we could finally relax at home, we suddenly noticed a couple chatting in the stands on the other side of the court. They had also noticed us. Both couples were startled at the same time. My girlfriend, embarrassed, immediately hid under my arm.
I immediately used my skirt to cover her exposed genitals. But I was in a terrible predicament; while I was taking care of her, my penis was completely exposed to the couple's eyes.
I suddenly worried that if they were police officers, it would be a disaster.
Luckily, when I looked more closely, I saw they were also busy adjusting their clothes, the woman's breast was partially exposed, and the man was busy tucking his penis back into his pants.
I whispered in my girlfriend's ear, "Look, that couple is busy adjusting their clothes! That woman's breasts are quite firm!"
My girlfriend vigorously stroked my penis a few times: "You're naughty, peeking at someone's breasts."
I loosened the skirt around her lower body again, and she asked nervously, "What are you trying to do?"
I said, "What's there to be afraid of? Aren't they just like us? Let them see my beautiful girlfriend's butt. Anyway, we're so far away, we don't even know each other. Let's give them some fun!"
As I spoke, I pushed her to my other side, bringing her closer to the couple. So that the couple could get a better look at my beautiful girlfriend's buttocks.
She punched my arm, protesting, "You're so naughty! You're letting others see your girlfriend!" But she didn't go back to my side.
Watching the couple staring dumbfounded at my girlfriend's exposed genitals was really funny!
My girlfriend and I watched them, and then the man, seemingly unable to resist the stimulation of lust, unbuttoned his girlfriend's coat again and buried his face between her breasts. The woman remained in the middle, completely unaware that her boyfriend was exposing her beautiful breasts to another couple. My girlfriend whispered in
my ear, "Look at that woman, she's stunned by what we're doing!"
I was only looking at my girlfriend's firm breasts and didn't pay attention to what she was saying. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lower body. It turned out that my girlfriend, seeing that I wasn't paying attention to what she was saying, scratched my glans with her fingernail. I cried out in pain.
She said discontentedly, "It's not that you can't look, but you have to watch what I say!"
I said with a bitter face, "Okay!" while my eyes continued to look back at the couple.
Perhaps my shout woke the woman up; as soon as she realized her breasts were exposed and being watched by two strangers, she immediately tried to push her boyfriend away, but the man seemed to be blinded by lust, and he pushed her down onto the stands, his other hand flipping up her skirt.
Unfortunately, we had already reached the corner and couldn't see what was happening.
I wanted to grab my girlfriend and walk back to hide and continue watching. But she was afraid that others would see us naked. So she grabbed my penis and walked towards the building, not allowing me to sneak any further. Little did we know that we hadn't gone more than a few steps when we heard a clear, pleasant slap coming from the basketball court.
My girlfriend stuck out her tongue and said, "We got slapped, and we're exhausted!"
I said, "Then let's hurry up and go!"
Back at the building, she suddenly grabbed me and said, "How am I supposed to go in like this? Put your skirt back on quickly, it'll be embarrassing if the security guard sees us."
I smiled slyly and said, "Let him see all he wants!" Saying this, I pulled her quickly towards the entrance.
She pulled back forcefully, but not as hard as I could. And because she was still naked from the waist down, she didn't dare protest loudly, only whispering "no.
" Just as we reached the entrance, I suddenly "made a graceful turn" and headed towards the back stairs. I took out my key, opened the door, and slipped inside.
I jokingly asked her, "Was that exciting? Were you scared?"
She pounded my chest and said, "I knew you wouldn't embarrass me! What's there to be afraid of!"
I didn't give her a chance to catch her breath: "Why did you pull me back and yell 'No, no!' again?"
She put her hands on her hips and said smugly, "If I had really yelled loudly and attracted other people, you would have made me put my clothes back on immediately!"
Not to be outdone, I reached for her vulva with one hand: "Ah! Why are you so scared that your juices have dried up?"
She angrily slapped my penis: "I'm not talking to you! So why do you have the key to the back stairs?"
I said, "My friend in the housing agency gave it to me, and he even has the key to the rooftop!"
She bit her lower lip and said, "Then we can..."
I interrupted, "Make love under the open sky!"
She blushed and said, "I'm not talking to you!" Then she went up the stairs.
I grabbed her and said, "How about like last time..."
She said, "Do you want to?"
I nodded, and she took off her shirt in front of me, then unhooked her bra and handed it to me. Now, apart from her sandals, she was completely naked.
I embraced her naked body as we walked up to my floor. As we walked, I rubbed her breasts and teased her clitoris. She responded by stroking my penis up and down. After walking up eight flights of stairs, she was panting heavily and couldn't go on. She turned around and hugged me, saying she wanted more.
My response was to turn her around, press her upper body down, and insert my penis all the way into her overflowing vagina. Perhaps because of her constant stroking while we were going up the stairs, I ejaculated inside her vagina after less than twenty thrusts.
Seeing that I had already ejaculated, she wiggled her hips unsatisfied and said, "I'm not satisfied! I want more!"
I weakly replied, "I'll give it to you when we get home, okay?"
She immediately dragged me upstairs, ignoring the semen flowing from her vagina down her thighs. And so, she led me out what might be the first "semen trail" since Hong Kong opened to the world!
Finally back home, she impatiently stripped off all my clothes and buried her face between my legs. After blowing up my penis, she inserted it into my vagina without a word.
That night, we made love five times.

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