Naive female college student

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"Sis, come quick and help me with my English homework!"
"Wait a minute, I'll come over after I dry my hair."
My younger brother is urging me to help him with his homework again. Lately, he has to hand in an English translation assignment almost every two days. Luckily, my English is pretty good, so I can help.
My family is in the south, a simple little family. There are four of us: my father, mother, younger brother, and me. My father is a junior manager at a private company, and my mother is a
devout housewife who is busy with charity work. My younger brother will be a senior in high school after summer vacation. Because it's his first choice university, he's
under a lot of pressure to get into college. Plus, he's a member of the photography club, so he seems to have endless things to do.
As for me, I just got accepted into the English department of the teachers' college near my home. Actually, I wanted to study mass communication or foreign languages at a regular university, but because
my father wants me to have a stable job and won't allow me to study away from home, I had to choose the teachers' college nearby. Although I find the teachers' college quite
boring, everyone who has seen me thinks I'm very suitable to be a teacher, maybe because I have a delicate and refined appearance!
Our house is a bit small. Besides the living room, dining room, and kitchen, there are only three small rooms: one for my parents, one for my younger brother, and one for me. My room is okay
, but my brother's room is so small that there's no bed, just a desk and two chairs. My parents have to put a tatami mat on his floor so he can sleep on a makeshift mattress.
The small size of the house isn't so bad, but what I hate most is how stuffy it is in the summer.
To save money, my parents often don't turn on the air conditioning, and sometimes when it's too hot, I have to take two showers a day.
"Sis, how much longer?"
"Coming!" My brother is so impatient. I threw my towel on the bed and quickly found my bra and panties to put on. Although I bought the bra at the end of last year, it
's already a bit too small. I'm a little hesitant to tell my mother that I need to buy a new bra because I've already changed bras three times in the past two years because my breasts have gotten bigger. Besides,
my mother always goes to the night market to buy those super conservative bras, and it would be so embarrassing if she saw me doing laundry in my dorm! Because of this, I plan to buy some new bras myself in the future
.
Another reason I'm hesitant to change my bra is that I don't want people to know I have such big breasts!
"A teacher as delicate as me should have delicate little breasts," I always think…
I adjusted my tight bra, and because it was hot, I put on a cool nightgown.
Actually, my nightgown was bought by my mother; in the summer, she usually buys me sleeveless dress-style nightgowns.
This white cotton nightgown with a raindrop pattern is particularly thin, so it's very cool to wear.
I went into my younger brother's room, and surprisingly, he had the air conditioning on, so the room was quite cool. I sat down in the chair next to him and started helping him revise his translation.
"This sentence can be written like this!"
I explained to my younger brother while correcting his English. My younger brother was sitting next to me watching.
Then suddenly, he pulled his legs up onto his chair, moving his whole body to my right and behind.
"This word might be better here!"
I said as I corrected, but my younger brother didn't respond. I turned to look at my younger brother; his gaze seemed to be not on the table, but under my armpit.
For some reason, his face was flushed…?
After revising for a while, I felt a little cold.
“Wait a minute, it’s a bit chilly, I’ll go put on a jacket.”
“It’s okay! You don’t need to put on a jacket!” Although my younger brother said that, I was afraid of catching a cold,
so I went back to my room to get a thin jacket and put it on before coming back to continue revising the English.
“…Hmm, your translation is not bad, you don’t need to revise much.”
My younger brother’s English level seemed pretty good, and I finished revising it in no time.
“That’s about it, I think it’s okay.” I told my younger brother. For some reason, he seemed to be spacing out, thinking about something.
Maybe he was too tired! I thought.
Two days later, as soon as my younger brother came home, he told me that he had English homework again.
After watching TV, I went to take a shower, and as soon as I returned to my room, my younger brother came to urge me again: “Sis, I’m done, come and help me revise it!”
My younger brother is always so impatient! I quickly took off my bath towel and put on my bra, panties, and raindrop pajamas. After getting dressed, I felt something was off under my right armpit…
I looked down and noticed that the seam of my pajamas under the right armpit seemed to have come undone, perhaps because it was old!
The opening had ripped down about two centimeters. Just as I was wondering whether to change, my younger brother came to urge me to go, so I hurried over.
I went into his room. This time, he hadn't turned on the air conditioning, not even a fan; the whole room was stuffy.
“It’s a bit hot, can you turn on the air conditioning?”
“No! You arts students don’t understand. Our biology teacher said that being in air conditioning all the time is bad for your health.” “
Is that so? Okay!”
My chair was piled high with my brother’s books. He told me to sit in his chair, and he found a low stool and sat to my right.
I started helping my brother correct his English. As I corrected it, I felt his English seemed to have gotten worse; there were quite a few mistakes this time, and it would probably take a long time to fix.
Because my younger brother was sitting low, but still wanted to see how I was making changes, he moved to my right rear, looking over my shoulder.
His breath tickled my armpit…
“Sis, I think this is okay,” he suddenly suggested, reaching under my armpit to grab the pen I
was holding . Perhaps because of the limited space, his hand brushed against my chest. Luckily, my chest didn't jiggle too much, as my bra was tight.
I shyly shifted back a little, giving him more room to write. “Hmm, that’s good!” I praised him for his good handwriting.
As he pulled his hand back, it brushed against my chest again. “Is this okay?” he asked again, confirming.
“Hmm, very good!” I encouraged him; he’d definitely learn English well.
Next, my younger brother gave me feedback on the corrections several more times, and each time he picked up his pen, he would accidentally brush against my chest…
I think he must be in a hurry to finish his homework, which is why he kept being so careless…
But for some reason, the more he corrected, the hotter my lower body felt, a strange sensation…
“Sis, you seem to be sweating.”
“Yeah, your room is quite stuffy and hot…” I answered a little guiltily…
“Of course you’re hot wearing so many clothes, I’m fine wearing just a top!”
“Is that so?”
“Of course! Remember to wear one less layer next time, especially if you sweat while wearing a bra, it’s easy to get a rash!”
“Okay! I got it~” My younger brother, who studied biology, seemed to understand better.
As soon as I said okay, a smile immediately appeared on his face. Next, he continued to stand close behind me, watching me correct my English.
I felt itchy under my armpits, sometimes because of his breath on them, sometimes just because it felt itchy…
"It's fixed!" I happily turned around and said to my younger brother. His face and eyes were red; I guess it took him too long to fix!
Back in my room, I noticed the seam under my armpit had gotten even bigger, maybe three or four centimeters long!
Luckily, the rest of the pajamas weren't torn, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wear them anymore… I thought…
A few days later, my younger brother came home saying he had English homework.
As soon as I finished showering, he came to urge me again. I took off my towel, and suddenly remembered what he said about getting a rash. I hesitated for a moment, then decided not to wear a bra…
I picked up my white, raindrop-patterned pajamas and discovered that, for some reason, the seam on the right side had suddenly torn almost five or six centimeters long! Knowing my younger brother would
insist on not turning on the air conditioning again, I obediently put on my cool, rain-drop-patterned pajamas… After putting on the thin pajamas, because I wasn't wearing a bra, my breasts
jiggled noticeably with my movements, and I couldn't help but feel a little shy…
I went into my younger brother's room. He stared at me, his eyes wide, seemingly excited for some reason.
He arranged the chairs and kindly placed a thick cushion on the back of my chair.
"Sis, I have a lot of homework this time, so a cushion will make it more comfortable for you to sit for a long time!"
"Okay, you're so thoughtful, thank you!"
After I sat down, my younger brother moved a low stool to my right and sat down behind me.
I started correcting my English, and for some reason, my younger brother kept swallowing, his heavy breathing blowing on the exposed skin of my side,
making me feel a little itchy… Later, even my lower back started to feel itchy!
After a while, I felt the cushion on my back was quite hot, and my younger brother, hearing this, said he would go out and get an electric fan to cool me down.
When my younger brother left, I got up to stretch. Looking in the mirror, I noticed that the side seam under my armpit had inexplicably ripped all the way down to my waist!
I sat back down and realized that because my breasts were so big, the side seam had been stretched open, and the entire side of my snow-white breasts was exposed!
Because I don't usually pay attention to my developing breasts, I never imagined that my breasts would look so big without a bra!
I twisted my body in front of the mirror, and my two fair and flawless mounds of flesh swayed and slapped against each other, with my right breast even protruding completely from the side seam
! I felt so ashamed! How could a delicate teacher like me casually flirt with my breasts!
"Sis, I only found a small electric fan that I can use." My younger brother's voice came from outside, and I quickly tucked my breasts, which were sticking out of my pajamas, back into them.
When my younger brother came in, he was carrying a small electric fan that looked like a propeller. "Sis, you can help me alter it while I blow-dry it for you!"
"You're so kind, there's so much stuff today, I'll get right to it!"
Perhaps because of the angle at which my brother was sitting, the small fan blew into the open side seam from the right rear, causing the front of my clothes to bulge out!
"It's quite cool, thank you..." I said shyly.
My brother seemed very pleased to hear that, and he adjusted the angle of the fan slightly, making the distance between my thin nightgown and my chest even greater! My chest felt
cool , but my face actually felt a little hot. I shyly brushed my long hair aside, but unexpectedly, when I twisted my body, my breasts swayed and
slapped against each other in the air!
Just as I was feeling ashamed, I heard my younger brother swallow hard and say, "Sis, can I write like this?"
Like last time, he reached under my arm to grab the pen, but because of the thick backrest, the distance between my body and the table was very small,
and his hand slipped between my breasts to grab the pen. Because the space was so small, I had to let him write against my unbraged breasts…
Every time he wrote, his arm holding the pen shook violently, unintentionally slapping my two unbraged breasts, making them swing around!
The sudden, forceful slapping made me tremble a few times!
"Sis, is this okay?"
"Yes, very good!" I quickly snapped out of it and encouraged my brother; he would definitely learn English well!
Next, my brother asked questions in several places, each time writing close to my unbraged breasts.
When he wrote quickly, my unbraged breasts swayed violently;
sometimes when he wrote slowly, my two unprotected breasts were squeezed and deformed…!
Because my younger brother was studying English very diligently, I always tried to respond to his corrections with encouragement. But for some reason, every time I encouraged him,
my breasts would be squeezed even harder… Later, because he wrote so hard, my breasts even started to hurt a little. I had to try my best to control myself
and avoid making any sweet sounds…
When I had finished about two-thirds of the work, my younger brother wanted to correct another part. For some reason, he didn't reach in the right direction and slipped his hand through the side seam
, then very accidentally flipped my right breast completely out of my clothes!! My younger brother was very focused on correcting the English, and when I saw my flawless white breast
exposed outside my clothes, and even hanging on my younger brother's arm as he wrote, jiggling, I suddenly felt dizzy… The thought that such a delicate teacher like me
was exposing such a large, white breast jiggling on my younger brother's arm made me feel incredibly shy…!
The younger brother seemed to notice my shyness, and he apologized, saying, "Sis, I'm sorry."
Then, he kindly pulled my still trembling breasts back into my pajamas...
"Hmm... It's okay, thank you!"
Knowing that my large breasts were prone to showing through the side seam, I thought the younger brother must not have done it on purpose...
Although when he put my breasts inside, he accidentally rubbed my slightly swollen right nipple...
Then we continued, and it was really embarrassing... My fair breasts were accidentally exposed several more times! Because the younger brother kindly helped me put
my breasts back into my pajamas, I could only shyly thank him each time. Later, when he was helping me put my breasts back in place, he accidentally pinched my
left nipple again. When I thanked him, I couldn't help but speak in a sweet tone... After that, he was probably a little distracted, and each time he would leave his hand inside my pajamas for a while before
taking it out...
Although I, being docile, tried my best to comply with my little brother's needs while correcting his homework... because my originally fair and tender breasts had become very swollen, and my two pink nipples had also
become very swollen and erect, I was so drowsy that I couldn't correct it quickly... But because I was correcting it too slowly, my little brother actually had more time to ask questions...!
Later, my younger brother would often call me to turn around and answer him while his hands were still inside my clothes… I always had to restrain my sweet tone, and I was also worried that my flushed face would show
, so I always felt very shy…
After finally getting it almost right, my younger brother immediately said to me:
“Sis, you seem tired, lie down and rest for a bit! Let me check if there’s anything wrong, and you can go if there’s nothing wrong.”
“Mmm~!” I obediently listened to my younger brother and lay down, feeling my two swollen breasts hanging heavily in the air, swaying gently.
I thought that my breasts, which had just been rubbed so vigorously, could finally rest now.
After I lay down, my younger brother considerately placed a book in front of my face as a low barrier, preventing the light from shining into my eyes,
though I couldn't see anything else either. After he put the book down, I heard him softly call out, "Sister..."
Still half-asleep and not quite conscious, my right breast, which I was just about to rest, was gently grasped by a hand and then tenderly stroked.
Before react, I heard my brother mutter to himself, "Looks like Sister's sleeping soundly..." As soon as he finished speaking, I heard rustling sounds. Not
knowing what was happening
, I was completely bewildered when suddenly my pajamas were pulled open along the side seam, and a mouth began sucking and licking my left nipple from below.
I think I must be dreaming! But having my left nipple sucked and licked felt so good, while my right nipple felt so empty...
After a while, the mouth suddenly released my left nipple and, in the same way, sucked and licked my right nipple from below.
At that moment, while my right nipple felt wonderful, my left nipple felt incredibly lonely.
I wished both mouths could suck on both of my nipples at the same time! As I thought this, I realized
how shameful it would be for a delicate teacher like myself to have both nipples sucked by two mouths simultaneously!
The moment I felt this shame, a sudden tingling sensation surged through my lower body, and my body involuntarily trembled.
My left breast swayed and slapped the face of the person sucking on it!
For some reason, after my left breast hit that face, the mouth released my right nipple.
I was a little afraid the person sucking on it was angry…
After a moment, just as I was still worried, I heard the sound of ziplock being torn, followed by sounds like camera equipment being operated.
Just as I was at a loss, my left breast was suddenly slapped! Then my right breast was slapped too! After being slapped, both breasts
swung ! Swinging and being slapped, I felt my two heavy breasts swaying back and forth in the air, the two mounds of tender flesh feeling numb and burning!
Although I was already asleep, the forceful slapping of my breasts still woke me up! But I couldn't wake up because my breasts
were being slapped so hard! My mind was a mess, and my limbs were completely weak and helpless… I could only helplessly let my two large, drooping
breasts be slapped hard… Occasionally, when it stopped, I could hear the machine's sound!
After the forceful slapping, my breasts were grabbed and slammed against each other. I felt my two heavy breasts hitting each other painfully, and they made
a slapping sound of tender flesh hitting flesh! This shameful situation finally forced me to admit to myself… my breasts were really too big! And they were very sensitive, huge breasts! The
thought that a delicate teacher like me had such large, white breasts, and that my two large breasts were being excitedly slapped and swinging around, made me feel so ashamed!
Ashamed, I couldn't help but tremble all over, but the more I trembled, the more my two huge breasts were slapped!
After a while, just when I felt like my two large breasts were about to be smashed, those two hands suddenly began kneading my chest. And then a mouth appeared,
sucking and licking one of my nipples while simultaneously kneading both of my large breasts forcefully. The two mounds of tender flesh felt so good… I couldn't help but let out a sweet moan
!
Although I quickly tried to stop myself from making any more noise, my two poor breasts were kneaded and squeezed even harder after I cried out…! For some reason
… I felt that the more intensely my two mounds of tender flesh were ravaged, the softer and softer they became, while my nipples grew increasingly swollen and hard from the licking of that mouth. I unconsciously swayed my chest
, feeling like I was going to heaven…!
Just as I was in a semi-conscious state of excitement, the hands and mouth suddenly disappeared. Immediately afterward, a sharp pain
shot through me as my two swollen nipples were suddenly clamped by something that looked like a clothespin! Then, those two hands began to relentlessly slap my two large breasts!
My nipple was clamped by a clothespin, swinging back and forth in the air… The constant pulling on my nipple was so stimulating!
My body trembled, and I couldn't help but let out soft moans!
When the first clothespin was knocked off, I felt a sharp pain in my nipple, followed by a sublime feeling of liberation.
The second clothespin clamped on more tightly, and soon, I felt all my senses focused on the nipple that was still clamped.
The clothespin swung back and forth in the air, pulling my nipple from all directions!
The instant the second clothespin was knocked off, I suddenly felt my whole body stiffen, and my mind went blank… Oh my god…! I couldn't make a sound!
After the stiffness came uncontrollable trembling, trembling, trembling… I finally managed to stop trembling, and
in a daze, I thought I heard the sound of a camera shutter…
After calming down for a while, the hand reappeared and straightened my pajamas.
After about a minute or two, my younger brother shook me and said, "Sis, all done."
"Hmm~ Thanks a lot~ I'm going back to my room to rest now..."
"Oh, right, I have an English quiz the day after tomorrow, could you help me review again tomorrow?" my brother added.
"Hmm~ I know. Goodnight!"
I dragged my weak body back to my room, found the bed, and lay down immediately.
What a stimulating dream! I told myself, while feeling a burning, stinging pain in my breasts, probably because I'd been slapped for so long...
The next morning, my breasts were still red and swollen. I couldn't fit into the bra that was a size too small,
so I had to find something loose and thin to wear so it wouldn't hurt so much...
I rummaged through my closet and found a loose, light yellow thin-strapped top. Because the neckline was very low and it was very loose, it was easy for it to show when
I bent over I usually wore a tank top underneath before going out.
I put on the thin top and looked at myself in the mirror. Because I wasn't wearing a bra and the top was very thin, my two swollen nipples were
clearly protruding from the fabric… I bent down slightly to get my nipples off the fabric, but found that because the neckline was so low, my two swollen nipples
were completely exposed!
If I moved even slightly in front of the mirror, my two large breasts were completely exposed, swaying and bobbing in the air!
Although I knew that bending over or lowering my body even slightly would expose my two swollen nipples, my breasts were so swollen and painful that I had to wear this thin top.
Thankfully, I was only wearing it at home…
I went out of my room to the dining room. My younger brother had already gone to school, and my father was reading the newspaper. My mother asked me through the wall from the kitchen, "When does school start?"
"September 4th," I said.
"Do you need to move some things to your dorm?"
"Hmm~ But I don't need to move too much, because I still have to teach my little brother English... so I'll be staying home most of the time..."
As I spoke, I saw my father looking up at me. I sweetly greeted him with a "Good morning,"
and suddenly it seemed like he had lost his grip, and a few newspapers accidentally fell to the ground...
"Come help me pick up the newspaper," my father said to me.
I quickly went to my father, obediently bent down, and then bent over to pick up the newspaper at his feet.
After finally finishing picking up the newspaper, when I looked up, I seemed to see a glint in my father's glasses...
In every family, there is always someone who is in charge of washing clothes. My father washes our clothes, but ever since I fell asleep in my younger brother's room last time,
I have had to wash my own little raindrop pajamas myself, because those pajamas are very fragile and have to be washed very carefully, otherwise they are easy to ruin...
Actually, I only wear those pajamas when I am helping my younger brother correct his English homework, and I usually don't wear a bra, because his room is very hot,
and if I wear a bra or other pajamas, I might get a rash... I think...
Although I avoid the rash, when I am helping my younger brother correct his homework, if I accidentally take a break, my two poor breasts always become very red and swollen the next day... But
compared to the rash, I think the swelling is better. For this reason, I had to continue wearing my raindrop pajamas to correct my English…
My younger brother has a personal computer in his room, where he sometimes organizes the photos he took at the photography studio. Inadvertently, I noticed
that his focus in his photos was entirely on women's breasts. I wondered if he lacked maternal love; his mother had been a devout religious figure since he was very young,
and although she didn't work, she was often busy with charity work.
My brother's unusual fetishes seemed to go beyond this. Once, when I went to help him with his English, he had two strange books on his desk. I peeked at the covers;
they seemed to be pornographic publications called something like "Big Breasts Bondage." While he was on the phone, I shyly flipped through a page or two of one of the books. It seemed
to contain photos of girls with their breasts bound… In fact, I realized my breasts were bigger than all the girls in those books, but a delicate-looking teacher
like couldn't say I had large breasts…
Once, my younger brother went to the bathroom when I was almost finished grading homework. I saw his computer screen; the image was on a
folder with pictures and videos. I opened one of the videos and saw a familiar room. A
girl with long legs but noticeably large breasts seemed to be sleeping face down. First, her large breasts were roughly pulled out of her ripped nightgown! Then, those
drooping breasts were violently slapped by a pair of hands reaching out from the side!
After seeing that, I felt dizzy and a tingling sensation in my lower body… Just as I was feeling very embarrassed, my younger brother quietly returned to the room! He
coughed behind me, and I hurriedly closed the file! I was worried my younger brother would be angry if he saw me secretly opening his files… Luckily, he just kindly said
my face was very red and told me to lie down and rest for a while… I breathed a sigh of relief and obediently lay down. After a while, my younger brother woke me up and made me go back to my room with red eyes and
my were swollen and sore from being punished…
After that, whenever I corrected my younger brother's English homework, his computer screen would always be stuck on that “top secret” folder. Near the end of his work
, my younger brother would always go to the bathroom, and then, regardless of whether I had looked at his files or not, he would make me lie down and rest for a while when he came back. Later, even when I wore other
clothes to my younger brother's room, my two fair breasts would always be very red and swollen when I left…
As I taught my younger brother English more often, the files in that “top secret” folder continued to increase… In the videos, the girl's fair breasts were not only
slapped and kneaded forcefully, but were also often tied up with rope… Her nipples were either tied with thin rope or clamped! The nipple
clamps often have heavy objects attached, so when the breasts are hit, the nipples are pulled and swung around wildly by the weight!
As for the process in the video, I think I know it without even watching it… With my eyes closed, I can fully feel my breasts being kneaded and deformed, being slapped hard
, and being hit with a long ruler, swaying from side to side… Although you can't see the girl shaking in the video, I know that feeling of the body shaking non-stop
, and the video only ends after she reaches orgasm. Strangely, the person filming the video seems only interested in the breasts, never touching the other
parts
Because my breasts and nipples are often red and swollen, and there are often rope marks, I spent a lot of effort taking care of them, but the more I took care of them, the bigger they became!
By the time I finished my freshman year of college and my younger brother was taking the college entrance exam, my breasts had grown into a bell shape that made me very uncomfortable! Although the nipples were still pink, they became more erect
because of the constant clamping and pulling…
What bothered me the most was that my breasts not only became bigger, but also became very sensitive! My nipples become easily swollen and erect after being touched… Not only that, but perhaps
because I often reach orgasm from breast stimulation… my body has become such that even the slightest movement of my exposed breasts
triggers …
I often hide in my room, playing with my long, beautiful hair in front of the mirror… Every time I see my two exposed, bell-shaped breasts swaying with my
hair , I feel so ashamed… Despite this, my hands just can't stop…
Because the school atmosphere is relatively conservative, I usually wear more clothes at school. Only at home, where my parents dote on me, can I go braless and let my breasts
relax . When I'm not wearing a bra, even through clothing, you can clearly see my two breasts jiggling… The most troublesome time is
the day after I finish correcting my younger brother's English, because I can only wear very loose, low-cut tops, and I can't wear a bra. Not only are most of my two fair breasts exposed, but if I bend over or lower my head
even slightly my two swollen nipples will be completely exposed…!
I often look at my delicate reflection in the mirror, and whenever I think of the girl in my younger brother's videos who always seems to have an orgasm, I feel that my own innocence seems a bit
fake … Thankfully, the day after I finish correcting my brother's English, my father always asks me to do a lot of chores for him… I often
feel like a well-behaved and innocent little girl again when I'm bending down to tidy up the things my father has left on the floor, or bending down to give him a foot massage…
After the college entrance exam, my brother originally wanted to study at a nearby university, but at my father's insistence, he had to go to university in the north. A few days before school started
, my father drove our whole family to take my brother to his new dormitory, and then spent a few days sightseeing in the north before returning home. On the way back, my mother was tired, so my father let
her lie down on her side in the back seat to rest. My father asked me to sit in the front seat and chat with him so he wouldn't get bored and fall asleep on the highway.
The glaring midday sun and the boring scenery on the highway quickly made me drowsy too. My father noticed that I was talking in a disjointed way, so he asked me to take out the cookies he
had just bought for him to eat. At first, I fed him a few bites, but then my father said it was inconvenient to eat like that, so he told me to put the biscuits on my lap and that
he would get them himself.
I held the biscuit bag in both hands on my skirt and continued chatting with my father. But then sleepiness started to creep in, and
my father told me to rest for a bit. He said that if he was really tired, he would drive into a rest stop.
My father asked me to adjust the backrest slightly. I closed my eyes, and soon, that drowsy feeling of sleeping on the bus enveloped me. I could only occasionally
hear my father quietly chewing on a biscuit. After a while, I vaguely felt something brush against my left chest. This sensation
occurred several times. I opened my sleepy eyes and saw my father looking at me with some concern, as if he was worried that eating the biscuit had disturbed me. I
was really didn't react much before drifting back to sleep...
Although I was drowsy, I couldn't sleep very soundly because I sometimes felt my chest being brushed,
and when my father took the biscuit, he would sometimes accidentally touch my skirt, which would slightly affect my sleep...
After a while, I vaguely heard the sound of a plastic bag folding. My father must have finished the biscuit and was stuffing the plastic bag into
a makeshift trash bag next to my legs. Then, I felt a cool sensation on my thigh. I opened my sleepy eyes and saw that the left side of my skirt was rolled up slightly.
My father glanced at me uneasily, as if apologizing for disturbing me with the sound of the trash bag. Thinking about how hard he worked driving and how worried he was about my sleep
, I felt touched and smiled at him. Seeing my smile, he seemed relieved. He told me to put another bag of biscuits on my lap.
As soon as I put them down, I drifted off to sleep again…
Throughout the journey home, although I was very sleepy, I couldn't sleep soundly because sometimes I felt a brush against my chest, and sometimes I felt a touch on my thighs
. I woke up just before we got home. My father asked if I slept well, and I replied that I did (because I'm the most considerate and obedient daughter!). Hearing this, my father
seemed relieved. He patted my thighs happily, and that's when I noticed that, without realizing it,
half of my two fair thighs were exposed outside my flared skirt!
Shortly after returning from the north, I resumed my normal school life. My mother was still busy with her charity work,
but my father changed his schedule, now coming home immediately after work every day.
Shortly after school started, I noticed that my underwear looked older after each wash.
It had a worn-out, frayed feel to it
. "My clothes seem to have gotten old from washing!" I asked my father.
"The washing machine's spin speed has been malfunctioning lately. I've been quite busy, but I'll have someone fix it another day."
Oh, that's how it is. However, two days later, I noticed that a pink spaghetti-strap top I didn't wear often had shrunk. It wasn't tighter,
but it felt suddenly shorter. I took the top to my father again.
"This top wasn't very big to begin with, so it looks fine now. Try it on now, and I'll see if it's really gotten smaller," my father said.
I went back to my room and changed into the spaghetti-strap top. Whether it was because my breasts had grown larger or the top had become too short, my pink nipples were peeking out from the bottom edge of the top
! I quickly pulled the front of the top down to cover my nipples, but the bottom edge of my breasts still couldn't be hidden, revealing two mounds of white flesh…
"This top seems unwearable," I thought, when my father called me from outside the door. I quickly covered the front of my clothes and hurried out the door.
My father stared at my clothes, swallowing hard for some reason…
“Look, it’s too short, I can’t wear it anymore!” I let go of my clothes and complained a little shyly.
My father walked towards me, reached out and pulled up the bottom hem of my clothes, feeling the fabric… Since his touch wouldn’t touch my chest,
my tense mood relaxed a little…
“There’s nothing I can do, this fabric will shrink, but don’t throw it away, you can wear it as regular clothes at home.”
How annoying! Now I’ve lost a piece of clothing to wear outside!
“Is this okay?” my father asked, raising his hand slightly higher.
“Yes, it’s fine,” I replied, it seems I can only wear it as loungewear.
My father continued to examine my shirt closely. For some reason, I felt a cool sensation in my breasts, as if they were surrounded by air.
I unconsciously brushed my hair aside... My father suddenly gave a strange smile, swallowing several times.
After finally getting him to finish looking, he carefully helped me straighten my shirt and told me to wear it often in my room when it was hot.
I obediently agreed, and only then did my father leave my room with a satisfied expression...
The next evening, after showering and changing into my underwear, I discovered that almost all of my underwear had three or four small holes in the genital area, as if they had been washed in the washing machine
. I found a pair of underwear with only one hole and poked at it with my finger. I didn't expect that the underwear was so worn that my finger accidentally went
right through it! Oh my god! The small hole had become a big hole.
"Can I still wear this?" I wondered as I put on the underwear, only to find that because it was so thin, many pubic hairs were directly exposed through the underwear! I sat down in front of the mirror,
spread my legs, and saw the shape of my entire vulva clearly visible through the underwear. The most embarrassing thing was that part of my labia
protruded , and even when I stood up straight, that protruding labia were still very obvious...
I was wondering whether I should keep these panties when my father's voice came from outside the door: "Are you asleep? I have something urgent to tell you."
At this time, only my father would be awake; my mother always went to bed very early.
"Not yet. Wait a minute!"
I didn't know whether to change the panties I had torn, because my father's tone didn't seem very happy. I didn't dare to dawdle, so I
didn't change the panties and just put on a short dress nightgown that I often wore recently, and quickly opened the door to let my father in.
"Your credit card bill arrived a few days ago."
Right, my credit card was my father's supplementary card.
"Last month you spent 30,000 yuan at the department store alone. What did you buy?" my father said as he walked in, his tone sounding a little displeased.
"It's just a few clothes!"
My father looked around. My room was small, with the single low sofa and bed very close together. He told me to sit on the edge of the bed opposite the sofa. After I
sat down , he came over, carefully placing his left leg between my legs and his right leg outside my left thigh, before sitting down on the sofa. It was actually quite difficult
to sit there, because my legs had to be crossed with his, and because of the limited space and my relatively long legs, my thighs were at a slightly upward
angle… Once my father was seated, for some reason, his anger seemed to subside a bit…
"It seems like there are more than just a few clothes. Look at the bill."
I took the bill and looked at it. To be honest, I had no idea what I had bought.
"Um, I bought a top, two skirts, and a pair of shoes." I tried to dodge the question.
"What's this 'gucci'?"
My father leaned forward, and his left thigh suddenly pressed against the inside of my right thigh,
feeling a ticklish, hairy sensation. I relaxed slightly, and my thigh was pushed apart a little…
"That's a bag, I've wanted it for so long!" I said in a sweet, coquettish voice.
"And what's that six thousand yuan 'shu something-uemura' thing?"
My father still seemed a little impatient. His right hand moved down, the back of his palm pressing against the inside of my left thigh,
and his hairy left thigh pressed against the inside of my fair right thigh...
"That's a beauty product I use every month! Hehe~"
I didn't dare tell my father that a large portion of the money was spent on breast care, so I laughed guiltily. As
I laughed, my body relaxed, and my right thigh was pushed even wider! For some reason, my legs were already spread wider than when I go to the toilet,
but my father's legs and hands were still pressed tightly against the inside of my two fair thighs. He probably doesn't know that a delicate teacher like me
would feel ashamed to spread my legs so wide...
"Then what's this?" My father released his hand from my thighs, pointing to the credit card bill as he asked me. After asking, he put his hand back down, but
instead pressed his palm against my thighs... The rough, hard-working hands of my father accidentally rubbed my tender thighs, making my body involuntarily
heat up...
"Those are earrings I ordered online! How annoying, I haven't even received them yet~"
I had just finished speaking in a sweet, coquettish voice when my two completely relaxed thighs were forced open wider! Because my legs were spread so wide,
my short skirt was embarrassed and rode up to my thighs. I didn't dare look down, but I felt like I had been exposed...!
I remembered the clearly exposed shape of my genitals that I had just seen in the mirror, the messy pubic hair peeking out of my underwear, and the pink labia protruding from the small opening, and I felt
very ashamed! But because my father still seemed angry, I didn't dare move... Luckily, my serious father probably wouldn't notice my slip-up...
While looking at the credit card bill, I slightly shifted my braless upper body and
said in a very sweet voice, "That's all, I didn't buy anything reckless~"
"Is this okay?" I sweetly put down the credit card bill. For some reason, my father's eyes lowered and stared down,
his face showing an excited expression. I knew my sweet voice was unbeatable!
My father adjusted his glasses with his left hand, then looked down again. He kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything, as if he was still thinking about whether to forgive his most
obedient daughter... After a while, my father seemed to have made up his mind, and then he looked up with a smile on his lips and said, "Okay, show me what you bought
, I want to see if you've wasted money."
"Mmm~~ Okay!" I breathed a sigh of relief and happily tried to stand up, but my father's hand, which was pressing on my thigh,
naturally slipped inside my thigh! Perhaps because I stood up a little too quickly, my father's touch on my inner thigh was a bit too forceful...
The sudden, forceful rubbing of my sensitive inner thigh made my legs tremble involuntarily several times, almost causing me to collapse. Luckily, my father quickly reached out his other hand
to support my waist, otherwise I might have fallen...
After I regained my balance, my father released his hand from my waist. I shyly shook my legs, which were about to give way again, and
finally managed to stand up straight before my father withdrew his hand from my inner thigh...
I breathed a slight sigh of relief and first showed my father my most expensive handbag, then the high heels. My father told me to put them on. Actually, I wasn't very
used to I carefully walked around the room in them, swaying as I walked, which made my chest bounce uncontrollably. However, my father seemed
quite satisfied with the high heels and told me to walk around a few more times, saying that I should practice more to get used to them.
Then I showed my father the clothes I had bought.
Actually, it was a strapless top, like a cute little top, and two mini skirts, one a pencil skirt and the other an A-line skirt.
"I can't tell from here, try it on and show me."
That's true, how could my father possibly know about girls' clothes like that? I quickly asked him to turn his head so I could change.
I turned to my father, first pulling the neckline of the short dress up over my head, then grabbing the skirt and pulling it off.
When my breasts bounced down and touched the air, I thought I heard my father take a deep breath. Was he a little sleepy?
Maybe because he hadn't helped my little brother with English lessons in a while, my breasts, which hadn't been touched in a long time,
had become very sensitive as soon as they were exposed… I barely managed to control my feverish body before taking the pajamas off my head and picking up the strapless top. The strapless top didn't actually have much fabric, just a strip of fabric, slightly larger than a bra, like a cute little top. I had originally planned to wear it
with a tank top and the A-line skirt to the dance .
Because I needed to look better in something that would make my father keep me, I had no choice but to go braless…
I lowered the strapless top, stepped inside, and then pulled it up. Since the top was quite small, and my hips are rather large, it took me a while
to finally pull it up to my waist. While struggling, my two swollen breasts bounced violently,
much more dramatically than when I tried on the previous top! Luckily, my father didn't see it, otherwise he might have mistaken his innocent daughter for a slut…
After finally managing to get the strapless top up to my waist, I took a breath and then picked up the longer, narrower part of my miniskirt and put it on. This narrow skirt was actually
quite formal; I planned to wear it during my internship. Putting it on, I tugged at the tight fabric around my hips, looking at my long, flawless
legs and the two-thirds of my prominent, fair thighs, and couldn't help but think, who else could be the most elegant female teacher than me!
After putting on the skirt, I realized that my two swollen breasts had been inadvertently exposed for quite some time. I quickly pulled the strapless top up from my waist, tucking my left breast in
first , then carefully tucking my right. Since this was for my usually serious father, I figured I should appear a bit conservative
. I put the straps on quite high, only revealing a tiny bit of cleavage, but because my breasts were so large, they took up too much fabric, leaving my entire abdomen
exposed.
When I turned around, my father seemed to have just turned around as well. He didn't seem very satisfied; he said he didn't like crop tops at his age. Hearing this, I had no choice but to pull
the straps down further. The strapless top was indeed very small; when I barely covered my navel, three-quarters of my two white breasts were already exposed. With the slightest movement,
those two large, snow-white breasts jiggled violently, as if they were about to jump out of the top! Even so, the strapless top was still three or four centimeters short of touching the tight skirt…
Just as I was feeling troubled, my father said, “Come here, let me help you pull your skirt up.”
My father is so clever. I swayed towards him, making sure my breasts didn’t spill out. After I got to his side, he pulled my skirt up,
just touching the bottom edge of the strapless top. However, this meant the bottom edge of the skirt was already near my buttocks.
“That’s much better. Let me measure to see if your underwear will show.”
While I was still wondering how my father was going to measure me, he had already reached his right hand towards my skirt. His thumb and forefinger held the hem of
the skirt, and his middle finger went inside and pressed from bottom to top. He accidentally pressed directly onto the chafed opening—well, actually, onto my exposed labia… The moment
my father's middle finger touched my labia, somehow, it felt like my labia were being rubbed.
That most sensitive spot was being accidentally touched, and I immediately felt weak in the knees and collapsed to the ground!
I sat there dazed, vaguely feeling my strapless top had slipped down to the top of my nipples…
Before I could react, my father asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine…" I said, propping myself up with my hands, my chest trembling.
"It's hard for you to stand in high heels, let me help you up," my father said considerately, looking down at me.
For some reason, my father smelled his middle finger before squatting down behind me. He slipped his hands under my armpits and pressed them
down on my chest, causing the top that was only covering my nipples to sag, and my two bell-shaped breasts popped out! Before I could even
react , my father's arms were already under my exposed breasts, slowly helping me up...
I looked at my two large, white breasts trembling on my father's dark arms, and suddenly felt so ashamed that a delicate teacher like me had my two swollen,
white breasts exposed and touching my father's hands... The tingling sensation I felt when my younger brother pulled out my pajamas earlier surged up from my lower body again...
"Is this okay?" My father asked me after I finally managed to stand up.
"Mmm... much better..." I answered, my head a little dizzy...
I patted my skirt, and my two hot breasts involuntarily swayed in the air... I adjusted my shoes, then stood up and took
a few steps to make sure the heels weren't broken before I quickly tucked my left breast, which had been exposed for so long, back into my top, and then carefully tucked my right breast back in. As I
deftly performed these movements, my father kept swallowing, as if he was thirsty…
As soon as I finished dressing, my father immediately said, “I’m not sure about this top, but the skirt is fine. Go change into another skirt and show it to me.”
I was happy to hear that the first skirt had passed inspection. I immediately went to get an A-line skirt to change into. I turned my back to my father and took off the tight skirt, suddenly realizing that because of
the fall, the small hole in my underwear had torn even wider. In fact, the small opening had already revealed two-thirds of the labia of one side!

I shyly touched my exposed labia; they seemed wet… I suddenly realized that a teacher as delicate as me shouldn't touch her labia like that…
A wave of shame washed over me, and I forgot to think about changing my underwear…
I put on the super low-waisted, super short A-line skirt, cutting the hem to my hip line. Looking at my exposed, snow-white thighs and slender calves
, I thrust out my swaying breasts, tossed my long, flowing hair, and couldn't help but think, who else could be the sexiest long-legged beauty but me!
But then I thought, to keep these two pieces of clothing, I couldn't expose too much of my abdomen, otherwise my father would be unhappy… So I had to pull the A-line skirt up.
But because the A-line skirt was so short, I could only pull it up a centimeter or two. Although there was a slight wardrobe malfunction, it wasn't too serious.
Next, I pulled the strapless top down to near my nipples, almost completely exposing my two bell-shaped, snow-white breasts.
Now, only my swollen nipples held the top up, but even with such effort, a bit of my abdomen was still visible…
I turned around and saw my father staring at me, his eyes blazing with fury. I figured the crop top had probably enraged him! I didn't dare ask if he'd
seen me changing, so I cautiously swayed my chest towards the low sofa where my father was sitting, worried that he'd seen me touching my labia
…
“Turn around twice and let me see!”
I carefully tried to control the trembling of my chest as I slowly turned.
“Stop!” My father suddenly shouted when my back was turned to him, “What is this?”
I suddenly felt a finger touch the labia exposed outside the tear! My legs went weak with fear. Then another finger came in, and
the two fingers pinched and pulled at my labia! The sudden stimulation of my sensitive labia made me tremble involuntarily, my legs went weak, and I
fell down again!
In my nervousness, thankfully my father was alert this time. He quickly used his right hand to pull me towards him by the waist.
In the chaos, my shirt, which was already slipping down, was pulled down, and my exposed breast felt like it had hit something!
Still shaken, I sat on my father's lap and noticed his glasses on the floor beside him.
I felt ashamed, realizing I had almost broken them...
My father seemed unable to move because I was sitting on him. He pointed to the glasses and said to me, "Pick up my glasses for me."
I quickly and obediently bent forward to get them. As I bent down, my right breast felt like it was being held in a warm, hand-shaped object
... As I slowly picked up the glasses, I felt as if my right breast was being gently squeezed...
"Are you alright?" my father asked with concern as he helped me put the glasses on his face.
"Um...it's...it's okay..." Because I had to suppress the sweet feeling of my breasts swelling, I couldn't answer very attentively...
Perhaps my voice worried my father a little, because he gently hugged me and said, "It's alright, relax."
He put his left hand under my armpit and pressed it against my bare back, then tenderly stroked my delicate skin... I felt my upper body pressed tightly against my father's
firm chest, my exposed breasts not only being squeezed flat but also deforming with the direction of his pressure on my body...
His right hand gently stroked my left thigh, which was completely exposed outside my super short A-line skirt, as if trying to soothe me... But because my underwear was very thin...
The A-line skirt was too short, and I felt like my bottom was sitting directly on my father's hairy thighs, my whole lower body felt itchy...
I don't know if it was just my imagination... My father gently held my upper body while his legs seemed to be opening and closing. I felt my
labia, which were exposed, sticking to my father's thighs. With the movement of his legs, my labia seemed to be pulled back and forth... I felt my lower body getting hotter and hotter
, and my breasts were being squeezed and swollen...
I felt hot all over, my head was spinning, and my legs were about to go weak...
I could only barely manage to say to my father in a trembling, coquettish voice, "I... feel... much better now~"
As soon as my father heard me say that, a smile immediately appeared on his lips... He loosened his grip on me slightly,
looked down at the top and skirt that were bunched up around my waist, and said, "These two outfits of yours are acceptable."
"Great..." I happily kissed my father's cheek. I knew that as long as I obeyed my serious father, he would definitely calm down!
My father slowly loosened his grip on my hands. Because my legs were still a little weak, I had to support myself on his shoulders with both hands, and then,
very shyly, I slowly stood up in front of him… My father considerately supported my thighs with his hands, while seemingly worried that my glasses would be bumped again, he stared intently at
my upper body… Only after I finally managed to stand firmly did he let go. He touched a lip-shaped wet patch on his leg, then put his finger to
his nose and smelled it…
After I straightened my back and stood up, I noticed that my once fair left thigh seemed to be covered in pink finger marks, and my lower body felt strange. I reached back and slightly
lifted my skirt, then my fingers secretly touched downwards. My sensitive labia were completely pulled out and stuck in that opening, making me feel so shy…
I bent down and took off my high heels, carefully putting them away in the shoebox, then patted my A-line skirt back and forth, straightening it slightly. Then I suddenly remembered that I had carelessly
left my two swollen, hot breasts exposed for quite some time! Embarrassed, I quickly tucked them into my shirt. Thankfully, my father only kept staring at me and
didn't scold me for being so slow…
Because my labia were stuck in the hole in my underwear, and my breasts were swollen, I felt dizzy and had to tell my father I was a little tired and needed to go to bed.
“I haven’t seen the cosmetics yet! You tidy them up and put them on the table, then go to sleep. I’ll come in and check them myself later,” my father said.
“Okay, I know,” I replied sweetly…
My father smiled and walked briskly out of my room.
After my father left, I quickly checked the hole in my underwear.
Although one of my labia was pulled out, thankfully the hole was just a little bigger.
I carefully tucked my labia back into the hole, feeling incredibly ashamed that they had been stuck to my father’s thigh.
I walked from my room to the bathroom. My father didn’t seem sleepy and was still watching TV in the living room.
“The skincare products are all on the table, so I’m going to sleep now,” I said to my father before going back to my room.
"Okay."
I said goodnight to my father and went back to my room, lying down on my comfortable bed. My drowsy state had barely begun
when I vaguely heard my father whisper outside the door, "Are you asleep? I came to check on something."
He seemed afraid of disturbing my sleep; he came in silently, only making a soft click as the door closed.
I knew my loving father didn't want to bother me, so I remained quietly asleep on my side.
He seemed afraid the light would hurt my eyes and didn't dare turn on the light. After a short while, I felt something
grab , then it was slowly pulled back, and then a slightly trembling hand was placed on my bottom, which was exposed outside my pajamas.
The rough hand paused on my buttocks, but I remained drowsy and didn't move... After a while, the trembling hand moved gently
, first lightly touching my buttocks through my underwear, then gently stroking the flesh of my buttocks that were exposed on both sides of my underwear, and then moving towards my thighs. Being
stroked , I felt a warm sensation in my lower body... Just
as my buttocks and thighs were being touched comfortably, the hand carefully and slowly pulled my left thigh to the side, forcing me to change from a side-lying position to a front-lying
position. Then, another hand slowly pulled my right leg to the side, spreading my two fair legs wide open again… After my legs were spread
, I felt fingers gently teasing my labia, which were peeking out from the cleft of my panties… The sensitive labia being played with like this almost made my body tremble again…
Luckily, I managed to control myself and didn’t shake…
After that hand played with my labia for a while, perhaps because my labia weren’t exposed enough, I felt my panties being carefully pulled to the side,
and then my entire vulva came into contact with the cool air…! I felt so shy—my vulva was being exposed to someone for the first time!
As soon as my vulva was exposed, it was gently stroked, and occasionally my labia were gently tugged… Just as my vulva was being touched very comfortably, suddenly a mouth gently
took it into its . That mouth first gently sucked on my labia a few times, and then began to carefully lick my clitoris… My clitoris was gently licked again and again, and my vulva
felt so good! But because it felt so good, I couldn’t help but tremble a couple of times!!
My body trembled, and that mouth seemed nervously to immediately leave my vagina. My legs, which had been tense with pleasure, relaxed and opened. After
a while, that mouth carefully returned. It held my vagina, gently sucking on the flesh, making it feel so good again! But after
a while , that mouth released my vagina again, making it feel so disappointed. My fair legs opened and closed again...
Just as my vagina was feeling disappointed, that mouth carefully returned, gently licking my vagina. I couldn't help but spread my legs a little wider to make it
easier for that mouth to move... But after a while, that mouth was still only carefully licking my vagina. I had to spread my fair legs even wider, bend
my knees slightly, and press my body down so that my vagina could finally be close to the mouth! I felt so satisfied! I couldn't help but wiggle my hips slightly. As I wiggled my hips
shamefully , for some reason, that mouth licked harder and harder, until it completely enveloped my vulva, licking it incessantly!
That mouth not only used its tongue to lick my clitoris but also sucked on my labia. My soft thighs trembled violently from the intense pleasure in my lower body, and my hands
involuntarily gripped my large breasts tightly through my pajamas. I wiggled my hips, trying to keep my vulva pressed tightly against that mouth. In a daze, my vulva felt like
it was melting from the licking! My body trembled and trembled... Before long, I couldn't help but let out a "Mmm~" sound, and then I reached orgasm...!
After the orgasm, my whole body went limp, and I lay there powerless. In a daze, it felt like my pajamas were about to be pulled up, so I had to lift my hips slightly. Unexpectedly, as soon as
I lifted my hips slightly, the pajamas were pulled all the way up, exposing my two most shameful mounds of tender flesh...!
The moment my two shameful breasts were exposed, they were immediately grasped and kneaded by a pair of rough hands… I didn’t know how to protect my breasts, so I could only raise
my hands and rest them on either side of my head… In a daze, I suddenly heard a deep voice say, “Finally, I’ve touched these two big breasts. I didn’t
expect them to be so tender!” I was so shy that I wanted to bury my face in my hands… but before I could move, I heard the voice say intermittently, “…They’re so
white… and so soft…” I couldn’t help but think of the money I spent on breast care every month. Fortunately, it was all worth it…
I shamefully pushed my breasts up slightly, and my two poor big breasts were deformed by those ten strong fingers… In a daze, I heard the
voice say again, “These two big breasts are so horny. Every time I change clothes, they’re exposed and shaken for so long.” As soon as it finished speaking, the base of my two breasts
was pinched hard, and then my two soft, tender breasts were shaken and trembled! Because my sensitive nipples were shaking so violently in the air, I couldn't help but feel weak
all over , and my legs spread open limply... The thought that my secret of liking to shake my breasts had been discovered made me feel both ashamed and desperate... I didn't have the strength to cover myself up.
My face flushed with embarrassment, I could only try my best to suppress any sweet sounds…
My soft breasts were pinched and shaken, and my sensitive nipples were sucked and licked. After licking my nipples, that mouth licked my entire chest, even my
sensitive armpits and the insides of my two raised, white arms. As I was being licked in a daze, my shoulders couldn't help but twist slightly,
and my breasts seemed to sway shamelessly back and forth…
Just as I was vaguely immersed in the pleasure of my breasts being licked and kneaded, the hands and mouth suddenly left…! I heard a rustling sound, like someone taking off
their pants ! I was a little flustered. My vagina hadn't been penetrated by anything yet. Could something that shouldn't have happened be about to happen?
While my mind was still in a mess, my underwear was taken off, and my two relaxed legs were easily spread into an M-shape!
Before I knew what to do, my clitoris was being pressed against by a hot, thick penis, and my vagina was being pressed against something soft, like a scrotum!
The sensation of my sensitive
forcefully grabbed by rough hands! I felt my buttocks being clamped between two hairy thighs, and then that penis rubbed against my clitoris back and forth…
The first time my little hole had been touched by a man's genitals made me feel dizzy. I felt so stimulated by the friction on my clitoris, and the warm scrotum massaging my little hole felt
so good. Involuntarily, I twisted my shoulders in rhythm with the kneading of my breasts. In just a few moments, my itchy little hole became
swollen . Before I knew it, my clitoris felt like it was melting! Suddenly, everything went blurry! The penis suddenly rubbed hard against
my burning clitoris! I couldn't help but grip the sheets tightly with both hands and let out a "Mmm…" sound as I reached orgasm!
My mind went blank. I finally managed to stop my body from trembling, but my poor little hole was being rubbed by the penis again! I was panting, feeling my swollen and
burning clitoris could no longer withstand any stimulation! I shook my head weakly... but after only a few moments, my vision blurred again, and then I moaned and
climaxed again!
I trembled and climaxed for a while, then lay there completely exhausted... only my two legs, spread wide open, continued to tremble... In my
hazy , I seemed to hear a voice saying, "...I didn't expect this place to be so sensitive... not only did I have multiple orgasms in one go... but I also felt so good that my eyes rolled back...
"
Before I could even feel ashamed, my two poor breasts were slapped twice by a penis,
and then grabbed and clamped between the penis! Then, the penis began to thrust in and out…
In a daze, I could only use my remaining strength to twist my shoulders in coordination with the thrusting of the penis into my tender breasts… For some reason, I suddenly felt that my two large
breasts were born to be played with by men… I remembered that my two breasts were said to be very sexy big breasts… and I felt
that with such shameful big breasts, I could no longer be considered a delicate female teacher…!
With increasingly heavy breathing, the penis thrust harder and harder into my two soft, tender breasts. When I was
moaning “Mmm… mmm…” because my breasts were being played with so sweetly, the penis suddenly trembled and ejaculated onto my chest!
After a while, I felt a hand smear semen all over my breasts… I shook my chest slightly,
and the cool air contacting my wet breasts gave me a strange feeling!
The bed shook slightly and bounced up a bit, as if I were the only one lying on it. I peeked at it and saw my father sitting at my desk,
probably looking at skincare products. He was holding something in his hand, and I didn't know what he was doing.
I glanced at myself; my hands were still limply resting on either side of my head… My pajamas were pulled up above my chest, revealing my swollen breasts…
My legs were spread wide open without any cover… I felt ashamed of this position, but because I didn't have the strength to move, I could only let it continue…
I closed my eyes, and after a while, I felt my legs being gently lifted, and then my underwear was carefully pulled back up. After it was on, my vulva was touched again
. I couldn't help but twist my waist again… I felt like the tear in my underwear had widened, because not only was my entire vulva and buttocks being touched directly, but even the pubic hair
above was being stroked…!
After my vulva was caressed for a while, my breasts, still exposed, were easily grabbed and kneaded... I tried hard to control the sweet
sensation, and my shoulders didn't sway too much... After a while, I felt my breasts were almost kneaded raw, and only then were they released. I
breathed a sigh of relief , feeling my pajamas being pulled down...
I secretly squinted and saw my father kindly covering me with a thin blanket, and then his back quietly disappeared behind the door.
I remembered how my father often covered me with a blanket when I was little, and I couldn't help but feel touched by his love for me...
The next morning, I felt a chill in my lower body! I lifted my skirt slightly and found that my underwear had become hollow! To put it another way, the middle part of my underwear from the front to
the back was completely empty, with only a strap connecting the two sides of the fabric! This meant that from my navel all the way to my vulva
, my buttocks and the flesh on both sides were completely exposed! Was last night's event just a dream?
My parents were already up. After washing up, I went to the dining room. My father was flipping through the newspaper.
For some reason, when he saw me heading towards the kitchen, he seemed quite tense. He glanced at me and quickly lowered his head back to reading.
I went into the kitchen, where my mother was preparing breakfast.
"Good morning!" I greeted her.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well last night?"
"Yes! I slept very well." As I poured water, I heard my father let out a relaxed sigh in the dining room.
"I was very busy today, so I didn't make much breakfast. You should drink more milk or juice," my mother said.
My mother is always like this; whenever she's busy with the club, she puts everything else aside.
"Okay! I understand," I said while drinking water.
"By the way, our club is currently promoting the donation of used clothes. Could you take the used clothes from home to the old man who collects them when you go to work later?
" my mother said to my father through the wall.
"No, I have to go to the factory with a client later, so I'm not going to the office today. It's not on my way."
"Can you take it?" my mother asked.
"I don't know, I'm going to the library to borrow books today."
"The school library?"
I thought for a moment. Every time I went to the school library, I was always bothered by older students, making it impossible to work.
"I might go to the community library!" I said. Actually, I hadn't been to the community library for a while.
Ever since I encountered a pervert there in my second year of high school, I hadn't gone for the past two years.
"Well, it's on my way, can you take it?"
"Okay..."
I finished my water and went into the dining room to say good morning to my father. He seemed to be in a good mood.
After my mother brought out breakfast, my father ate while saying to me, "I'll pack up the old clothes later, so you can just take them to the old man who collects old clothes
." My father is always so considerate of me, it's so nice!
My father ate very quickly; as soon as he finished breakfast, he went to pack up the old clothes. My mother seemed really busy; she hurriedly finished her breakfast and went to change her clothes to get ready
to go out . I, on the other hand, slowly ate my breakfast while reading the newspaper. After breakfast, I got some juice and returned to the table to continue reading the newspaper with my legs crossed.
As soon as my mother left, my father immediately went to the kitchen, grabbed a glass of water, and sat down diagonally opposite me to drink it.
"The old clothes are all packed up," my father said while drinking water. "Go check later which clothes we should keep." My father patted my thigh affectionately, and
after patting it, his hand accidentally hooked onto my skirt and pulled up my short dress nightgown!! I secretly peeked down and saw that my skirt had been pulled up to my underwear
! Because the hole in my underwear was too big, my pubic hair was peeking out from between my outstretched thighs!
"Mmm~" I responded shyly. I was worried that my father
would be angry if he saw his most innocent daughter still wearing those shameful underwear after waking up and not even trying to change it! I didn't dare look at my father's expression, so I pretended to continue reading the newspaper...
Although I didn't look directly at my father, I felt that he seemed to have noticed my underwear with the hole in it... I secretly glanced down again and saw a tuft of dark pubic hair peeking out
from between , paired with the underwear that was now just a few straps. This shameful scene made me feel a surge of
heat and wetness ... I guiltily lowered my raised thighs and then shyly squeezed my legs together...
Because my legs were squeezed together, I felt very wet and stuffy in my vagina... But my father still didn't say anything, and I was a little worried that he was really angry... When I was worried
, I couldn't help but slightly open my trembling legs in front of my father, wanting my vagina to breathe, but when I thought that my father would see my wet vagina, I
shyly closed my legs slightly again... But my father still didn't say anything, and when I was worried, I couldn't help but tremble my thighs, and slowly opened my two fair
thighs even wider...
I felt my face was very hot, and I felt very shy. Just as I was wondering whether to squeeze my legs together again, I suddenly heard my father say, "Wait a minute, it seems like
something is stuck on your legs." As soon as my father finished speaking, he forcefully pulled my two thighs apart, until my thighs were almost spread back, before my father
stopped.
I didn't know what to do, so I could only grab my spread legs with my hands, exposing my genitals... I helplessly watched as my father's middle finger slowly reached towards my wet
vagina... and then... it inserted itself into my vagina! The moment it was inserted, I couldn't help but shudder and let out a soft "Mmm~"—I almost closed my legs
...! My father suddenly frowned, and I had no choice but to obediently spread my legs again, exposing my most shameful part...
My father smiled with satisfaction, looking at my face as he slowly hooked his middle finger along my vagina from bottom to top! The stimulation was so intense!
I couldn't help but let out a long "Mmm~~~" sound along with my father's movements! My soft, tender thighs trembled uncontrollably…
“Look, there’s something sticky on it.” My father’s thumb and forefinger were spread apart, with a thin strand of flesh between them.
I was incredibly ashamed and could only continue to spread my trembling thighs, exposing my lower body as much as possible… My father continued to stare at my face, using his fingers to hook my
helpless little hole… He hooked it slowly each time, causing me to moan and tremble, my large breasts swaying noticeably through my clothes
!
Although I hoped my father wouldn’t think my little hole was being horny… the more he hooked it, the more sticky stuff appeared! Not long after, my sensitive clitoris was accidentally
rubbed slightly by my father’s rough fingers, and I couldn’t help but let out a “Mmm…” sound… Right under my father’s gaze… my whole body stiffened as
I reached orgasm…!!
I lay limply in the chair, feeling utterly ashamed…
My father, however, seemed unfazed, wiping the sticky fluid from his hands on my still-spread-out thighs, and said, “Go choose the old clothes you want to keep!”
I sat up slightly in the chair, letting my weak body rest.
My father went to the bathroom, and when he came out, he seemed to be wearing only boxer shorts…
I stood up and followed my father to the living room, where I saw a stack of old clothes piled on the table in the middle of the sofa.
My father first sat in the middle of the sofa, sorted my clothes, and placed them on either side of him. Since there was no more room, he told me to sit between his legs.
As I sat down with my back to my father, my skirt was naturally pulled up again…
After I sat down, I felt strange. In fact, it felt like my vagina was sitting on something warm…
I carefully twisted my hips and found that my vagina felt like it was directly pressed against a big penis, with a warm, tingling sensation… I couldn’t help but twist
my , and the feeling of my vagina rubbing against the penis felt so good! I suddenly remembered that last night in my dream, my vagina was rubbed by a big penis until I orgasmed, and I felt a little
dizzy…
My father first took out an old shirt and told me to try it on. I had no choice but to take off my pajamas and quickly put on the shirt. The shirt was already a little small, and I said I could
throw it away. My father then told me to take it off. After I took off the shirt, my father took out a second piece of clothing, but wouldn’t let me put it on. He said there wasn’t time
to put it on slowly, so I could decide based on what I saw.
Because my father wouldn’t let me put on clothes, my snow-white body and those two large breasts that were disproportionate to my slender figure were completely exposed! I saw my delicate
buttocks looking so white next to my father's thick, dark thighs, and I felt so
ashamed to see myself sitting between his legs wearing only a pair of barely clothed underwear! But because my breasts were too big to cover, I could only cover my pubic hair with my hands. Although my vagina was being directly rubbed by his big penis, I thought it was
better to cover my pubic hair a little...
My father asked me if I wanted to keep the second piece of clothing. I felt my tender buttocks being squeezed between his thick thighs, and my vagina was being vigorously rubbed by his hot penis,
which was very stimulating. Because I had to control my sweet tone, I could only say in a distressed whisper, "I don't need this one~"
My father said he couldn't hear me from behind. He told me that if it was a piece of clothing I wanted, he would put it in front of me, and if it was a piece of clothing I didn't want, I should twist my body from side to side, and
he would throw it aside. He gave me a very old piece of clothing, and I had no choice but to twist my body. As I twisted, the sweet feeling of my breasts shaking appeared...
I felt so ashamed that my secret of liking to shake my breasts seemed to have been discovered... But because my voice was too soft for my father to hear, I had no choice but
to obediently twist my upper body for him to see...
Then my father took out more very old clothes, so I had no choice but to continue shaking my two big breasts and twisting my buttocks...
I hadn't even looked at a few pieces of clothing before my already soaked little hole was rubbed so hard by his big penis that it became swollen again...
I felt my whole body getting hot. My father seemed to show me a piece of clothing that wasn't too old, but I felt dizzy and twisted my body again... As soon as
I twisted, my vagina went completely numb! I quickly tried not to move my buttocks, but my body involuntarily trembled twice.
I lowered my head to try to calm my feverish body, but my father suddenly told me to sit back... Because I didn't dare to move, my kind father had to
hold my waist and pull me back slightly. As he pulled, my wet, swollen vagina completely enveloped his hot, thick penis and slid backward! Suddenly, my vision blurred,
my buttocks couldn't help but tremble twice, and then I made "mmm~" sounds as I reached orgasm...!!
The orgasm lasted for a while, and when it ended, my whole body was limp, and I could only let my fair, smooth body press directly against my father's chest...
"You should rest for a bit," my father said considerately, seeing my dazed state.
He reached for my clothes in front of me, and his hand accidentally brushed against my two swollen nipples...
"Mmm~" Because my sensitive nipples were accidentally touched, I couldn't help but let out a sweet sound in a daze.
My father moved the old clothes on one side of him, put a sofa pillow there, and then gently laid my weak body down on the sofa.
I don't know why, but my father put the sofa pillow under my buttocks, as if it raised my genitals...!
"Close your eyes and sleep well!" My father said, while spreading my two white and tender legs apart, as if he was going to check the stuff on my vulva.
Because my genitals were raised, my legs were spread apart like this, which made me feel so ashamed...
"Mmm~~!" I helplessly raised my hands above my head, shaking my two exposed big breasts and
jiggling my thighs as I obediently exposed my genitals... But when I closed my eyes, I seemed to see my father taking off his pants...
"Ring~~ Ring~~" The phone next to the sofa suddenly rang.
As soon as my father heard the phone ring, he seemed to suddenly remember something and muttered to himself, "Oh no! I forgot about the meeting with the client!"
I didn't dare move. I only heard my father pick up the receiver and say some apologies. After he hung up, my exposed breasts were suddenly grabbed
and squeezed several times, making me involuntarily twist my shoulders sweetly. Then the sofa bounced slightly, as if my father was getting up to leave. I could only lie
helplessly on the sofa with my two white, tender legs spread apart.
"I'm leaving now," my father said to me as he passed through the living room. After he finished speaking, my two exposed breasts and my spread, tender thighs were grabbed and squeezed again, and my
vulva, which was about to be checked, was also roughly kissed away! I couldn't help but twist my buttocks. After a while, my vulva was released by his mouth, and then I heard my father leave
.
After my father left, I opened my eyes and slowly got up from the sofa. I sat for a while, letting my vulva, which was red and swollen from the kiss, rest for a bit, before I went
to get a bag to pack the old clothes that had already been sorted. Although there weren't many old clothes, it was still quite a lot for someone as frail as me, so it seemed I'd have to deliver them in two trips…
I changed into a pinkish-orange spaghetti strap top, layered with a light beige cardigan, a white skirt that fell above my knees, and
transparent high-heeled sandals. I grabbed my Gucci bag and a bag of old clothes and headed out.
The slight heat in my lower body hadn't subsided as I left…
The old man who collected old clothes lived on my way to the community library. Because it hadn't been renovated, his house was one of the few in the community with a
courtyard . Since he injured his foot, people in the community, understanding his inconvenience, had been delivering their old clothes directly to him. Although I hadn't delivered old clothes in a long time,
every time I passed his house, I still saw the tall stacks of old clothes behind the wall and the old-fashioned roof peeking out from behind them.
Perhaps because I'd drunk too much for breakfast, I felt the urge to use the restroom halfway there.
I took a detour to the only shop nearby with a public restroom, only to find it closed! I had no choice but to hurry towards the old man's house.
Finally arriving, I quickly rang the doorbell a few times.
After a while, I heard a muffled "Coming..." coming from behind the door.
Although I was practically stamping my feet in frustration, I could only see several stacks of old clothes boxes peeking through the cracks in the dilapidated wooden door. After
a while , the old man's small figure appeared in the yard. I quickly knocked again. The old man squinted, as if he saw me through the crack, and suddenly quickened
his pace to open the door.
"I'm so sorry, miss, I've kept you waiting for so long," the old man said as he opened the door. "
It's alright, I've come to deliver some old clothes," I quickly handed the bag of clothes to the old man. "Excuse me... could I use the restroom?"
The old man took the old clothes from me. He glanced at my trembling legs and immediately said kindly, "The restroom is in the back."
Perhaps because of his bad legs, the thin old man walked a little slowly... I followed him through several piles of old clothes boxes, and finally saw a bungalow
. But the old man turned to the side, and I followed him around the house until we reached the backyard. There I saw a semi-open kitchen, a cubicle that looked like a bathroom,
and a small squat toilet.
I quickly thanked the old man and walked to the relatively clean toilet, only to notice that the wooden door was even more dilapidated than the main door!
Most strangely, the wooden strips on the ventilation frame below the door had all broken off, leaving only a large hole!!
I froze for a moment, before I could react, the old man had already torn a piece of cardboard from an old cardboard box next to him. He walked over, scratching his head, seemingly
embarrassed, and said, "I'm sorry, miss, I live alone and I'm quite frugal. I don't have the money to repair the house, so the toilet is rather dilapidated. I know
you're not used to this kind of toilet, but you can use this piece of cardboard to cover the hole, then you can use the toilet without worry."
The old man kindly stuffed the cardboard into my hand. I didn't have time to think; I only knew that if I didn't use the toilet soon, I would embarrass myself in front of the old man!
I quickly thanked him and went into the toilet.
I closed the door and bent down to place the cardboard. Perhaps because the old man had torn it on the spot, the cardboard seemed a bit small! After placing it, it only covered
less than half of the hole! I didn't have time to get another piece of cardboard, so I turned around, with my back to the door, quickly took off my light jacket, and placed it
on the shelf next to me along with my bag.
I rolled my skirt up to my waist, and just as I was about to pull down my underwear, I suddenly realized I was still wearing those
underwear that had been cut open from front to back! Afraid that tearing the fragile underwear in my haste would anger my father, I simply squatted down and
pulled the two remaining thin straps at the bottom of the underwear apart, until they were stuck on either side of my buttocks. Then I couldn't hold it in any longer and peed…
I absentmindedly enjoyed the relaxing pleasure, vaguely hearing only the sound of urine splashing into the toilet and the occasional hissing
sound of what might have been the wind outside the door… Because the urine sprayed so quickly and in such a scattered manner, some even flowing backwards towards my anus, I snapped back to reality, used my hands to spread my buttocks apart, revealing my vagina…
I opened my mouth slightly so the urine could flow more smoothly...
I felt drowsy again, and continued urinating with my whole body relaxed... After finally finishing, I realized that my legs, which had been tense for so long, were now weak...
I held onto the shelf next to me, struggling to stick my butt out, and then shook my butt to try to shake off the remaining urine...
After shaking my butt, I took out some toilet paper from the bag. I first slightly parted my vulva, and then gently wiped it with the toilet paper... Because of what happened before I left the house...
my vulva was still a little red and swollen... After wiping for a while, because there was toilet paper stuck to my vulva, I had to gently touch it, but I didn't expect that my
vulva would become very sensitive after being touched... After touching it a few more times, my red and swollen vulva became completely wet again...
I shyly wiped my vulva again, cleaned my butt, then threw the toilet paper into the toilet and flushed. I tried to
pull the thin straps that were stuck on either side of my buttocks back down, but in my haste, I pulled them up too high, and they became tightly stuck on both sides of my buttocks… I
had to use my hands to pull my buttocks apart and slowly roll the straps down. After finally managing to pull them off, the straps were twisted into thin ropes!
Because the ropes were loose, I had to pull my underwear up slightly, but one of the ropes got stuck inside my vagina! The sudden stimulation of my swollen vagina
made me involuntarily twist my thighs… I parted my pubic hair and saw the rope stuck on my clitoris, then sinking down into my swollen vagina.
I felt incredibly ashamed… How could a delicate teacher like me let a rope get stuck in her vagina! ...
I endured the stimulation and carefully dug the thin rope out of my sensitive little hole, pulling it to the side...After finishing, I tried to stand up slightly,
but unexpectedly, both ropes slid inwards together, clamping onto one of my labia...My swollen labia were clamped like this, causing me to involuntarily twist my thighs several times,
almost making a sound...
I had no choice but to spread my legs again and squat down, carefully pulling the two ropes up, and then pulling them together...and wedged them between my swollen labia
...My little hole was being stimulated again, and my thighs trembled...I couldn't help but let out a "hmm~" sound...In a daze, I seemed to hear hissing
sounds outside the door again...
Seeing the rope stuck in my little hole, and remembering my delicate face, I felt so ashamed...Thank goodness no one saw...otherwise it would be too embarrassing...
…As I thought this, I gently parted my swollen labia with my hands, then smoothed out the pubic hair that had been tangled in the string. I took a piece of toilet paper and
dried my now very wet vulva… Once everything was done, I slowly stood up, my legs still numb…
After standing up, I pulled my skirt down, and the bathroom suddenly seemed brighter!
I turned around and saw the bright sunlight streaming in through the hole between the door and the cardboard! Sure enough, only after using the toilet could I appreciate the beautiful weather…
I moved the cardboard aside, turned back, straightened my hair, adjusted my spaghetti-strap top and skirt,
picked up my light jacket and bag, and cheerfully opened the bathroom door.
I looked out; my sun-drenched back was quiet, without even a breeze…
I tried to move my legs slightly, but because they were still a little numb and the string was still inside my vulva… I couldn't walk very fast… Luckily, the sink was right next to the toilet.
Perhaps hearing the sound of me washing my hands, the kind old man appeared at the corner of the bungalow just as I finished.
He slowly walked towards me, holding a cup in his hand.
I smiled and greeted him, "Thank you for your help, sir. I'm all done and can go now."
"You're welcome. I'm glad you came to bring me old clothes. Going on your way?"
The old man took a sip of his drink as he walked over.
"Yes, I have some things to attend to. I'm off...bye-bye!" I waved goodbye to the old man lightly.
"Oh...ah!..."
The old man seemed to choke suddenly. Before I could react, he sprayed his drink right at me!!
I felt a sudden heat on my clothes and looked down to see a black stain on my pinkish-orange spaghetti-strap top! There were also several stains on my white skirt!
"Oh, I'm so sorry, miss, I've gotten your clothes dirty!"
I hadn't fully recovered yet and could only keep saying, "It's alright, sir, don't worry..."
"I'm so sorry, miss, I'm so sorry! Your clothes are dirty and you can't go do your errands. I'll go get you some clothes to change into right now!"
The old man seemed very apologetic. I kept telling him it wasn't necessary, but he insisted that I follow him to get some clothes. As we walked towards the front of the bungalow,
the old man said, "Although I collect used clothes, I also collect new clothes that designer stores can't sell. Don't worry, I'll definitely get you some new clothes."
When we reached the front of the bungalow, the old man told me to wait a moment while he went to find some clothes for me. He went in and came out sweating profusely.
"I'm so sorry! I only found these two items. Go in and see if they fit!"
I couldn't refuse the old man's insistence, so I took the clothes and walked into the bungalow with a little trepidation.
I closed the dilapidated door and looked back. The old man's bungalow only had one room. Besides a large bed against the right corner, the room
only contained a wardrobe against the left corner and a table and chairs next to it. On the table, besides an old television, was a large pair of scissors…
The only window in the room was diagonally in front of the table. I pulled the curtains closed, only to find they were inexplicably cut short! This created a rather large gap between
the curtains and the windowsill…!
Although I couldn't find the light switch, the sunlight streaming in through the crack in the door and under the curtains made the room quite bright. I glanced around
; several posters of racing beauties were pasted on the yellowed walls, each featuring a woman wearing a low-cut, tight top and a very short
pleated skirt …
I turned back and took off my thin coat, placing it on the old man's bed along with the bag. Perhaps because the room was warm, the old man's sheets emitted
a damp, sweaty smell, which made me feel strange, a kind of dirty feeling… I couldn't help but pick up the coat and place it
on the bag, separating it from the old man's sheets…
I picked up the two pieces of clothing the old man had given me. One was a white, low-cut, sleeveless, V-neck top,
and the other was a very, very short pink pleated skirt. I glanced at the tags and was surprised to find both were expensive designer brands!
I took off my already stained pinkish-orange spaghetti straps and carefully put on the designer low-cut top. Because it was a bit tight, it took me
a while to get it on… After putting it on, I looked down and saw that the V-neck was too low, and my old bra was showing through the neckline
…!
Since the old bra clashed terribly with the pretty low-cut top, I had no choice but to take it off… I took off the pretty white top first, and then…
Carefully unhooking my bra, the old one, already too small, immediately popped open! My two enormous, bell-shaped breasts, which I was most ashamed of, sprang out...
!
"Cough!...Cough cough!" Suddenly, I heard an old man coughing as if he had choked, coming from the window! I was startled! Reflexively, I covered my chest with my hands...
I turned to look at the window and thought I saw a dark shadow moving outside! But the coughing had stopped...
I thought the old man must be alright, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Facing the window, I slowly opened my hands... and
my two large, snow-white breasts trembled and were revealed again... I suddenly remembered what someone had said the night before when I was sleeping: that my breasts were sexy and that I liked to show them off. I felt
so ashamed... How could a pretty teacher like me like to show my breasts to others...!
Just as I was feeling ashamed, I suddenly heard a small scraping sound from the windowpane!
I snapped out of my daze and quickly grabbed the pink pleated skirt, my two snow-white breasts trembling, and walked towards the brighter window…
I reached the window, placed the pleated skirt on the back of a chair, then leaned against the window and bent down to take off my own white skirt… When I lifted my leg, because
I was wearing high-heeled sandals, I lost my balance, and my two large breasts, hanging down, were bumped and swayed from side to side by my thigh… I felt very embarrassed…
When I lifted my other leg, I had to use one hand to pull the curtain closed so that my breasts wouldn't sway too much…
I picked up the pink pleated skirt and looked at it, not understanding why that company would sell such a short skirt, and the hem looked like it had been cut short with scissors. I turned around and
held the skirt in front of the slightly open curtain. In the light, I saw that some parts of the hem hadn't been cut properly, with some loose threads! Perhaps that's why
this skirt couldn't be sold.
I remembered the large scissors on the old man's table, so I quickly turned around, picked them up, and carefully cut off the loose threads.
After cutting, I touched the hem, and it was indeed much better!
By the light streaming through the window, I happily held the repaired skirt up to my thighs. In the light, I saw that I was only wearing
panties with thin strings tucked into my vagina, my entire fair and delicate body exposed right by the old stranger's window! I couldn't help but feel incredibly shy…
I quickly and bashfully picked up the pink pleated skirt and put it on. As I pulled the skirt up to my thighs, I realized it was a little tight on my buttocks… I struggled slightly
to get it on, but my large breasts swayed violently in the sunlight…! I felt so embarrassed, but my nipples seemed to harden
…
After finally getting the skirt on, I found that the pink pleated skirt matched my two fair and slender legs very well, but although it looked good, the skirt
was ridiculously short! In fact, the pink pleated skirt was much shorter than the miniskirts of the race car girls on the wall! And because the skirt had to be worn very low to
avoid any wardrobe malfunctions, I not only exposed my entire fair abdomen and pubic bones… but also a little bit of pubic hair…! I turned around to look behind me, and most of my
snow-white buttocks were exposed... even my shameful anus was almost showing...!
Because the exposed butt crack didn't seem to match my delicate appearance, I had to pull my pleated skirt up slightly to cover it. But after pulling it up, because my
buttocks were quite large and perky, and the pleated skirt was too short, the back of the pleated skirt ended up sticking out diagonally backward, and then the entire lower half of my buttocks was exposed to
the cool air...!
I turned around to look in front, and because the skirt was so short, the two exposed thin strings disappeared downward among my pubic hair!
I slightly parted my pubic hair, and under the pleated skirt, my little hole, red and swollen from being teased by the thin strings, was revealed...!
I leaned shyly against the windowsill, slightly parted my legs, and carefully parted my pubic hair and labia that were pinched by the thin strings. But with a touch, my sensitive little hole became
wet and soft... I felt dizzy, and after a while, I belatedly felt a ticklish sensation as if my buttocks, sitting on the windowsill, were being lightly touched.
I reached back and scratched my buttocks slightly, and my two large breasts, exposed by the window, swayed back and forth with the movement of my hand...
I saw my two snow-white breasts, which I was most ashamed of, swaying dazzlingly in the sunlight, and I couldn't help but feel my whole body heat up...
I weakly raised my head and saw the old man's smelly sheets spread out on the edge of the bed, and I felt so disgusted... But my two weak legs involuntarily
walked over... I turned around shyly in front of the bed, supporting myself on the edge of the bed with my hands... and then slowly sat down...
The moment my tender buttocks were touched by the old man's dirty sheets, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body, and my two shameless large breasts also trembled...
I struggled to stand up, but my tender little hole was already pressed tightly against the old man's rough sheets...!
I lowered my head, my breasts trembling helplessly... In a daze, my vagina was completely numb, wanting only to be licked by the old man's mouth...
Although I didn't want to be licked, my body felt my vagina go from being pricked by needles to a numb, itchy sensation... I unconsciously tried
to cover , but my little finger, buried under the skirt, accidentally caught on a thin string... My already burning clitoris was stimulated by the string a few times, and
it felt like it was melting! I involuntarily twisted my hips slightly, my numb vagina being rubbed roughly by the sheet, and I couldn't help but tremble my two soft
breasts as the old man's lewd sheets brought me to orgasm...!
Because my whole body was weak, I could only barely support myself as I sat on the edge of the bed... In my hazy state, I seemed to see a dark shadow moving in the light. I
weakly raised my head, barely concentrating, and realized that, whether it was because of the wind or because I had pulled it, the curtains had been opened almost
halfway...!
I felt so ashamed and wanted to stand up quickly, but my legs were weak.
After catching my breath, I slowly pushed myself up, my breasts trembling…
Once I was standing, I glanced at my pink pleated skirt. I liked it, but I was worried my father would be angry if I wore something too short outside.
After thinking about it, I decided I had to change back into my original skirt…
I bent down with my back to the window and took off the skirt. Halfway off… I suddenly noticed the old man's bed sheet was completely wet!
I touched the wet spot; it felt a little sticky. I smelled it, and it smelled like my vagina…!
I felt so ashamed!! I never imagined my vagina would have such a mark!
I was worried the kind old man would be angry if he saw the wet sheet, and I felt I had to leave his house quickly!
I quickly took off my pink pleated skirt, went to the window, picked up the white skirt hanging on the back of the chair,
and hurriedly bent down, swaying my large, drooping breasts as I put it on…
I then went back to the bed and picked up the thin white blouse the old man had given me. Although the blouse was very stretchy, perhaps because my breasts were swollen after the orgasm,
it took me a while to squeeze my large breasts, which had been inadvertently sticking out, into the low-cut blouse…
I looked down and saw that because my white low-cut top was very thin and I wasn't wearing a bra, the shape of my two pink nipples was clearly visible through the fabric…!
Worried about being told my breasts were too sexy, I thought for a moment and then put my thin outer garment back on…
I put my pinkish-orange spaghetti-strap top and bra into the bag, tidied my hair a little, picked up my pink pleated skirt, and went out.
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw the old man standing there. His expression of disappointment was evident when he saw me…
“Miss, you didn’t change out of the clothes the old man gave you!”
I said with a guilty smile, “I did change my top, but the skirt wasn’t too dirty, so I didn’t change it…”
I slightly opened the bag, revealing the pinkish-orange spaghetti-strap top I had just taken off.
“You really wore the top the old man gave you? You didn’t just take off your dirty clothes, did you? Even though it’s not cold,
you’ll still catch a cold wearing just this thin top,” the old man said sincerely.
"Really, I'm wearing the top the old man gave me..." I shyly unbuttoned my thin outer garment, slightly revealing my white, low-cut top...
Because the old man was rather short, and I was wearing high-heeled sandals, his eyes were directly on my exposed chest...
"This kind of outfit only looks good on girls with fair skin and good figures like you!" The old man said, swallowing hard after staring intently.
"Um... thank you, I quite like this top too~ but it's a bit tight..." I
couldn't help but smile sweetly when I heard the old man compliment my fair skin.
"What do you mean it's tight?" The old man smiled as he saw me smile and casually pulled my hands off the thin outer garment a little...
"Um... I don't often wear such tight clothes, but... this designer... top... feels... okay on me..."
I couldn't concentrate on my speech. Because after the thin outer garment was pulled open, the transparent white low-cut top was completely exposed to the sunlight!
I was a little worried the old man would notice I wasn't wearing a bra… Luckily, he just reached out and slightly brushed aside the hair covering my chest. He glanced at my top
, then wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, “…This…is really too tight…!” He paused, then added, “I have other clothes
in various sizes for you to change into, even bras!”
“Bra~!” I blurted out unconsciously when I heard the old man say he had bras in various sizes.
“Of course, we even have many large-size bras that are only available overseas!”
“Oh…! Really…” I couldn't help but feel a little surprised and delighted to hear that he had the large-size bras I desperately needed!
"Yes!" The old man's lips curled into a strange smile. His hand trembled as it slid down, stopping just before touching the hair that had fallen between my breasts...
He swallowed hard, then suddenly said, "Not only do we have large-sized bras suitable for your bust size, but we also have all kinds of panties, including
thongs with thin straps and panties with holes in the middle, all the kind of clothes that girls like you would like to wear..."
The kind old man's sudden strange words made my head spin a little. I unconsciously made a "hmm..." sound,
but before I could speak, the old man excitedly said, "No problem! I'll go in and get the clothes you like right now."
I saw the old man turn around to walk back into the house, and suddenly remembered the sheets I had wet.
I quickly said, "No need, I have something to do now, I have to go."
"It won't be long, it'll be over in a minute!" the old man said without turning back.
Seeing that the old man was really going to go into the house, I quickly said, "Really, no need, sir! I really have to go urgently..."
"Are you really leaving?" The old man turned around, looking very disappointed...
I felt very guilty, so I took out my pink pleated skirt and said to the old man with some reluctance,
"Thank you, sir, I really have something to do. This skirt... I guess... I guess... you can have it back..."
"Okay... I understand..." The old man seemed to be thinking about something. He paused for
a moment before walking over. He took only one step, but it seemed he didn't walk properly. He suddenly twisted his ankle and tripped towards me!
"Ouch!" The old man's left hand reached forward and grabbed my waist. His right hand grabbed my collar in a panic.
I quickly supported the old man's waist, but perhaps because I didn't have much strength in my hands... the old man continued to slide down!
In the rush, the old man's right hand accidentally pulled down my collar, and I felt a chill on my left breast! Before I could react, the old man fell to the side again!
I quickly stepped forward to help the old man! In the chaos, I felt my right breast being forcefully pulled out of my clothes!! I froze for a moment; my right breast was now exposed
, being gripped tightly by a hand!! The old man managed to hold on, preventing himself from falling further…
Once he regained his balance, I felt dizzy and my body went weak… I slowly released my grip on the old man, but he seemed still not
fully conscious and gripped me tightly… I endured the tingling sensation in my body and looked down slightly, only to find that my thin outer garment had just covered my two writhing
, deformed breasts…!!
Because they appeared fine on the surface, I was momentarily at a loss for what to do… Finally regaining my senses,
I asked the old man in a trembling voice, “Sir… your… um… foot… is it alright?”
The old man slowly raised his head to look at my face. I felt that my breasts were no longer deformed, but my swollen nipples suddenly twisted and throbbed with pain…!
I couldn't help but shyly furrow my brow in front of the old man, my body trembling slightly... The old man finally smiled and said, "Very good..."
He slowly released me... As he withdrew his hand, he accidentally lifted my thin outer garment,
forcing me to see my two swollen, red nipples... and my thin, open-back panties pulled up above my skirt...
Embarrassed, I quickly pulled my outer garment back up slightly to make myself appear normal.
Relieved, I said considerately to the old man, "Thank goodness... thankfully you're alright..."
Hearing that I was alright seemed to brighten his mood. He glanced at the short skirt I was still clutching and immediately said kindly,
"This skirt is quite short; most girls are afraid of being exposed and therefore don't dare wear it. If you like wearing skirts like this, you can still take it with you."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but give him a sweet smile and thank him. After I thanked him, the old man gave me a strange smile. I
happily put the designer mini-skirt into my bag and was about to say goodbye when he suddenly asked with concern, "When I fell, I think I accidentally tore
your top. Let me get you another one."
"The top shouldn't be torn..." I started to say, but the old man immediately interrupted, "Don't be shy about taking my things. I'm really glad you
accepted that revealing mini-skirt. How about this, let me see your top so I know if you're just being polite."
Unable to refuse his kindness, I shyly turned my face away
and whispered, "...See...it really isn't torn..."
My hands trembled as I slightly opened my thin coat. It was the first time in my life I'd been looked at like this by a stranger, and I was so ashamed I almost cried
… But my hands involuntarily pulled the coat open even wider… Dazed, I clamped my almost limp legs together, puffing out my chest for the old man
to examine me … In my hazy state, I heard the old man say, “Hehehe… You’re definitely different from other girls… Next time you come, I’ll definitely give you lots of
beautiful clothes that suit you perfectly.”
Hearing that I’d get new clothes next time, I couldn’t help but say in a coquettish voice, “I know~ Uncle…!… I’ll definitely come again~~”
As soon as I finished speaking, for some reason, my hands were suddenly pulled apart, and then my two swollen, itchy nipples were pinched hard and
twisted …! I couldn't help but let out a sweet "Mmm~~" from the pain, and my shoulders trembled several times. Then I heard the old man's deep
chuckles again...
I suddenly remembered that last night when I was sleeping, I discovered that my two large breasts were born to be played with by men... I felt helpless and my whole body went limp... But when I
thought that the old man was a stranger! And I was a refined and elegant female teacher, I felt so ashamed that I almost cried again... I could only tremble and
slowly close my thin coat with great difficulty... Only
after the thin coat was finally closed did the tingling pain in my nipples disappear... I turned around and saw the disappointed expression on the old man's face... I was worried that he
would go back into the house, so I quickly turned to the side, shyly pulled up my skirt to cover my exposed thin-strapped panties, and then carefully
buttoned up my thin coat...
When the old man saw that I was ready, he reminded me to come again next time. I obediently said yes before saying goodbye to the old man.

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