[Unforgettable and thrilling memories]

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(I)

Have any of you fellow members ever witnessed or encountered anything unforgettable? I've seen quite a few.

Several years ago, one night I saw a young woman wearing a long skirt on the street. She was looking at

something at a roadside stall (I forgot to mention it was in the middle of a night market, with many shops and people coming and going). I

was about twenty feet away from her, and as I was admiring her appearance, she suddenly sat down on the ground, legs

spread apart, wiping something on the ground. Because her legs were spread wide, I

could clearly see that she wasn't wearing underwear under her skirt; a large patch of black pubic hair and her labia were clearly visible.

But after about four or five seconds, she got up and left. At the time, I didn't understand what she was doing and didn't think about it anymore

. I was fortunate enough to witness this spectacular scene, and I believe it will be unforgettable for me! (Looking back now, maybe

she was an exhibitionist!)

Another time was even more exciting. Several years ago, I was buying a gift

for my girlfriend at a shop with large floor-to-ceiling windows. I glanced around and

saw two men and a woman walking towards me through the glass. The two men had their arms around the woman.

Thinking I was seeing things, I stepped outside. The afternoon sun shone on the

girl (she was about seventeen or eighteen, pretty, and of average build). I saw she was wearing

a fishnet top, with nothing underneath, clearly showing her 36C breasts and nipples, which were light brown

.

The girl continued chatting and laughing with the two men as if nothing was amiss. As they passed me, she

gave me a wink, and I could only stare dumbly at her beautiful breasts bouncing.

From behind, her back was smooth and very alluring, but unfortunately, she was wearing long jeans;

a mini-skirt would have been better… Now, thinking back, could those three have been my fellow students? Maybe!

(II)

When I lived with my girlfriend, we lived in one of five rooms on the first floor. The other neighbors were all young people,

and we shared the kitchen and toilet. Because it was an old building, we showered in the kitchen. The kitchen door was made of wood

and had holes from years of disrepair. My girlfriend and I often showered together, and sometimes we would make love in the kitchen. When

my girlfriend got excited, she would often moan!

At that time, I wasn't worried about the neighbors peeping. We were all young people, so it didn't matter if we were seen. My girlfriend

often wore only a tank top and shorts at home, without a bra. She was still like this after everyone came home from work, and her

nipples were often sticking out and exposed, but she didn't care (at that time, I didn't know how to let my girlfriend expose herself). Sometimes my girlfriend

would go out with me to buy late-night snacks dressed like this. The restaurant staff would all stare at my girlfriend. My girlfriend

had a very good figure, 169 cm tall, 35B, and long legs.

One evening, dressed the same way as before, we went downstairs to buy late-night snacks. My girlfriend told me on the way that she wasn't hungry yet and

wanted to walk around a bit more. Of course, I had no problem with that, so I dragged her along through the night market.

After passing a few stalls, my girlfriend seemed to notice something and became very curious. She focused intently on looking at items at one stall,

while I looked at clothes at another. After glancing at them a couple of times without finding anything I liked, I was about to tell my girlfriend to leave when I turned around and saw her bending over

and talking to the stall owner. From my angle, I could clearly see her cleavage, and I'm sure the stall owner could see it

even more clearly.

At this moment, my girlfriend bent over even lower as she searched for something among the goods. I was standing in the same

direction , and we both looked at my girlfriend. Because her tank top wasn't tight, it was a complete wardrobe malfunction

. Both the stall owner and I could see my girlfriend's breasts and nipples.

My girlfriend, unaware that she had just exposed herself, was still haggling with the stall owner. In the end, the stall owner gave her a 20% discount, and my girlfriend

happily bought the clothes and went home. Strangely enough, I only felt a little excited back then. If it were now, I would

n't be able to resist exposing my girlfriend even more!

(III)

Since my girlfriend's wardrobe malfunction at the night market, her clothing at home and when she goes out hasn't changed. She often wears

tank shorts, and since we don't have air conditioning at home, it's natural for her to dress lightly. (Strangely, I didn't

care about my girlfriend's clothing at the time; maybe I had already started to like exposing her without realizing it.)

At that time, my girlfriend and I worked together at a nightclub, and we didn't get off work until four or five in the morning. When we woke up, it was already

afternoon. As everyone knows, men are especially energetic when they wake up, so we often made love around one or

two in the afternoon. As mentioned in the previous post, my girlfriend and I lived in a multi-room apartment on the same floor, and each room had a large

glass window . Across the street was a multi-story shopping mall, and hundreds of people could see into my apartment.

One day, as usual, I was making love with my girlfriend around 2 PM. It was summer, so we opened all the windows.

Before making love, I always kissed her genitals and gave her oral sex. My girlfriend was very clean; her genitals had no

odor , only a unique feminine fragrance. That's why I especially enjoyed giving oral sex back then. (Later, I had several

girlfriends, and they all had genital odors, so I miss this girlfriend even more now.)

Just as I was excitedly giving her oral sex, she told me that several men in the building across the street were looking at us. I

got up and turned to look. Ah! There were about four or five men watching us from the window of the building across the street. My girlfriend

was completely naked, her skin appearing even whiter and smoother in the afternoon sun. Our bed

was right under the window, so these men could definitely see her body clearly; her 36B breasts, light brown

nipples , sparse pubic hair, and labia were all visible. I had just spread her legs wide open; maybe her vagina and

anus were also seen.

After my girlfriend finished speaking, she didn't react much, only showing a slightly shy expression. I then simply

closed the curtains, leaving about a foot of ventilation, and continued with the rest. This time, my girlfriend's reaction was much stronger; her orgasm came

exceptionally quickly. At the time, I didn't delve into it, acting as usual.

Looking back now, I think my girlfriend might have had a bit of an exhibitionist tendency. It's a pity that many years have passed, and I'm married now,

unable to find that ex-girlfriend again. If I were still with her now, we would definitely play many exhibitionist games!

There are also many other memories that I find exciting. You might think they're child's play, but consider

this : I was in a densely populated city (Hong Kong), unlike most of you, who are in Taiwan or mainland China. The environment...

It's different! You all know that Hong Kong people are outwardly open but inwardly conservative, so I think this is already quite exciting.

(Part 4, Part 1)

When I was twenty, my girlfriend and I were quite daring (not the one in the tank top in the previous article). This

girlfriend was petite, only 5 feet 2 inches tall, but had a spectacular bust of 36C. Her personality was impeccable; she

was completely submissive and listened to everything I said.

Every time I took her home, we would either take the bus or a taxi, and we would often make love in the car.

When we kissed, I would stick my tongue out long and roughly stir it in her mouth, sucking her sweet saliva,

while my hands would naturally grope her breasts. At the time, I don't know why, but I really liked to

take off her bra when we made love in the car, and caress her soft, erect breasts and nipples under her thin top.

I was especially happy to see her prominent figure.

If there were seats on the upper deck of the bus, we would always sit at the back, so we could play around freely on the bus. On several occasions,

passengers behind me saw me remove my girlfriend's bra, roll up her top to reveal her snow-white breasts, and put her

pink nipple in my mouth while rubbing the other one with my fingers. Whenever she became aroused, she would close

her eyes tightly, not daring to look at me; I think she reacted this way because she was very shy. This attracted

the lecherous , who stared at my girlfriend's breasts more and more boldly. I ignored them and

let them look without saying a word, so my girlfriend was often seen naked by the passengers without even realizing it.

I remember one time around 10 pm, we were on a bus, and when we got to the upper deck, the back rows were full, leaving only

the middle seats. My girlfriend and I had to sit down. This bus was particularly crowded, with male passengers in front, behind, and on the sides.

The bus started moving, and after exchanging a few words with my girlfriend, I kissed her, and as usual, my hands were unhooking her bra.

This time, my girlfriend was wearing a shirt buttoned up in the front. I unbuttoned four buttons to make it easier for me to play with her. Perhaps unlike

before, this time I was in the middle of the upper deck, where all the passengers could see clearly,

which made me feel even more excited. My girlfriend felt even more shy, but she didn't dare disobey me, so she closed her eyes even tighter.

My movements opened her shirt wide, revealing her nipples. The male

passengers to the side had their eyes light up, and the ones in front seemed to sense our affair, frequently turning around to look at my girlfriend's chest. At this moment, my

girlfriend seemed to be experiencing pleasure, excitedly moving her lower body. I hadn't even touched her vagina yet, but seeing her reaction, I thought her

sensitivity had increased again, and that just touching her breasts was enough for her to reach orgasm.

(I forgot to mention, this girlfriend is the most sensitive I've ever been. A light touch is enough to

arouse her , and she can reach orgasm very easily!)

When we got off at our stop, she hadn't responded yet, so I dragged her off the train. My girlfriend's shirt was still unbuttoned, and both

her breasts were visible to all the passengers on the deck. Some lucky passengers could even see her nipples. After getting off the bus, my girlfriend's face was still flushed,

as if she had just had an orgasm. I asked her, "Was it good just now?" She nodded and looked at me shyly

. I knew something had happened...

(To be continued)

(Part 4, Part 2)

Seeing that my girlfriend's expression was strange, I pressed her, "What's wrong? You look like this, something must be wrong. Tell me quickly."

At first, my girlfriend was reluctant to talk, but after I pressed her several times, she finally said, "Just now on the bus, when I saw you excitedly touching my

breasts, I knew you had already unbuttoned my shirt. I secretly saw several passengers looking at my chest, and you

even exposed one of my breasts to them. I wanted to resist, but I was afraid you would be unhappy. Later, after you touched me a few

more times, I felt weak all over and knew that I was starting to get excited. Do you not like me anymore...?"

"Silly girl, why wouldn't I like you? You haven't done anything to betray me. I just like that you get pleasure easily

!"

My girlfriend said with red eyes, "If I were molested or touched by someone, would you still like me?"

Seeing that she was still serious, I told her not to worry! "What era are we living in? It's not like I was raped." I told her, "Even if

I were raped, I would still love you.

" My girlfriend felt relieved after hearing me say that, and then she went back to what happened on the bus: "I knew that

after someone saw my breasts, I felt even more excited for some reason, and I got wet down there. You were sucking on one of my nipples at that time. When I opened

my eyes to look around, my gaze met that of the male passenger in front of me. He glanced at me and then looked at

my breasts, so I closed my eyes tightly, feeling even more embarrassed. That's when I felt you touching my buttocks. Today

I was wearing a short skirt, so it was even easier for you to touch me." Hearing this made me feel uneasy. I remembered that I hadn't touched

her genitals on the bus.

She continued, "After you touched my buttocks for a while, I felt you trying to lift my skirt, so I lifted one side to

make it easier for you. Then your hand lifted my skirt and touched me directly. Later, your hand even reached into my underwear and touched my genitals

. I felt like I was about to climax, my genitals were completely exposed... Suddenly, you vigorously kneaded my

breasts grabbing both of them with your hands. Oh! How could this be?

At this moment, two fingers were thrusting into my vagina. Ugh... No... I was being touched by a stranger, being molested!

But the climax was coming, I couldn't stop, I held back from making a sound for fear of being heard, I could only make 'Ugh

...

Ugh...' sounds.

At this moment, I felt three fingers being inserted into my vagina, and my anus was being stimulated from time to time. I quickly climaxed,

and before I could catch my breath, you said we had arrived at the station. My shirt wasn't even buttoned up properly when you pulled me up, and my breasts were once again

seen by all the passengers on the floor. I secretly looked at the person sitting in the back row who touched me. It turned out to be a fat man in his forties or fifties, who used the small space between

the seats to reach over." He was still staring at my chest, but I ignored his gaze and

got off the bus . "I didn't know it wasn't you touching me, so please don't be angry!"

When my girlfriend said that, I really wasn't angry. I felt nothing, and even told her it wasn't her fault, that it

was okay, and to stop thinking about it!

Looking back after all these years, maybe I didn't love her enough, which is why I didn't react much. It's not like

I am now, enjoying humiliating and exposing my girlfriend. I didn't spend much time with this lovely girlfriend;

we broke up after only a few months. Now I can only cherish the memories of her!

(To be continued)

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