Those were the years I spent with my college girlfriend.

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Preface 1
A decade or so ago, before the thousands digit of the Gregorian calendar was changed from one to two, the internet wasn't as convenient and

developed as it is now. Watching porn required spending days on P2P sites or having classmates in dormitories share CDs

. Before each internet session, you had to endure the constant beeping of 5-6kbps modems. BBS was all the rage, and people would log on and off repeatedly to accumulate logins or experience points
for the title of "veteran" or "hero." Call machines were being phased out; the "Little Dolphin" and "Peacock" machines weren't yet common, let alone those exorbitantly priced digital cameras. Naturally, there was no "Spring Full of Courtyards" to share experiences or learn the essence of exposing your girlfriends. 　　Looking back, I think it was probably during my university years, when I was young and full of youthful vigor, just turned eighteen, hormones raging, and I accidentally met a girlfriend with an angelic face and a devilish figure. Plus, I unintentionally stumbled upon the Yuan Yuan Library and slowly developed a liking for exposing my girlfriend. 　　Let me start by talking about my girlfriend, let's call her Xiao Bei (that's my nickname for her later). 　　Actually, we met in high school. She was a year younger than me. By chance, I met some of her classmates and found out that we lived very close to each other, and we gradually became acquainted. My first impression of her was: "What a cute girl!" (Yes, back then, I was the kind of boy who would look at a girl's face first and then her chest last.) She 　　was pure and innocent, with fair and radiant skin, a slightly high forehead, and even through her nerdy glasses, you could see her bright, slightly upturned phoenix eyes. Her nose was just right, neither too high nor too low, and she had a pair of slightly sexy, full lips. If I had to compare her to a celebrity, it would probably be Aya Matsuura (the president of the company), who was famous from Japan to Taiwan! 　　As for the erotic relationship between us in high school, it was nothing more than voyeurism and daydreaming. Once, while we were on a crowded bus home from school, I "accidentally" noticed how substantial the warm breasts I was leaning against were (I later learned that she was a C-cup when she was thinner in high school, and reached a D+ in college). 　　Using the thirteen-centimeter height difference to look towards the source of the heat, I discovered a deep cleavage that extended down from the middle of her collarbone and disappeared at the top of her indigo-colored tank top dress. The softness vibrating through the thin layers of her uniform as the bus moved forward, along with her slight panting from the stimulation , was enough to make my naive self quite aroused. 　　However, our relationship only progressed to occasional daydreams and chance encounters on the bus home from school, and we lost contact for two years when she transferred schools. 　　It must have been fate. My reunion with Xiao Bei and our subsequent romance happened during the three-month started with a chance encounter on a motorcycle, and then, quite coincidentally, we both got accepted to the same university in Taichung. So, before we even stepped into university, we were already a couple who weren't virgins. 　　Part Two: 　　Living off-campus as a freshman has its pros and cons. The downside is that you'll have less interaction , and you might feel awkward asking for help during exams. The upside, of course, is that you can skip classes whenever you want, except when you're forced to attend because of roll call, and spend all your free time studying video games and practicing your sex techniques. 　　Xiao Bei got into the night program, so she could sleep in almost every day. As for me, even if I slept in, I wouldn't be at school. Adding fuel to the fire, to avoid boredom, I rented an apartment near the night market of another university (affiliated with ours), which was quite far from our school. 　　My girlfriend lived in a school dormitory during her first year as a freshman. However, since I was her boyfriend from day one, her roommates were rarely seen, except when she needed to go back to her room to get her . They were also very cooperative in helping to cover for her during roll call. 　　Because of this, the college life, which should have been about staying up all night to have fun, was transformed by her inexhaustible , plus her still enviable ability to recover sexually. In addition to the essential activities of singing, drinking, and playing basketball, this silly couple, whose main occupation was being students and whose side job was "sex development workers," slowly evolved from pawns who only knew the missionary position to sluts who could penetrate at will, even when the weather was bad or the timing wasn't right. 　　Actually, the advantage of having a student girlfriend is that the level of cooperation is higher, especially since we explored together. The pleasure we found in it is something that I can no longer experience now that I'm slowly entering middle age. 　　During that time, I also came across articles by Little Big Man and started trying all sorts of different kinds of training, from the simplest indoor exhibitionism to going out with a vibrator, having sex in the wild, playing strip poker, taking selfies online, etc., which really added a lot of 21+ forbidden debauchery to my four years of college life. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(I) 　　I'm not trying to whet your appetite, but before getting into the story, I still want to talk about my girlfriend's figure, which was quite enviable and would make turn their heads to look at her. Everyone should have a general idea of her appearance, but when it comes to the curves of her body that were just covered by her uniform when she changed to casual clothes, even now, thinking about it makes my heart race. 　　Wearing high heels doesn't give people a sense of oppression. Leaning on her shoulder, she gives people a feeling of being petite and dependent. The standard Asian height of 160 centimeters is just right. If we use the head-to-body ratio that everyone is most used to, Beckham can be considered a seven-head ratio that is enviable! This body ratio is also well matched with a pair of long legs with only slightly , so she can be full of confidence when she goes out in a short skirt that reaches her crotch. Most importantly, even women often ask about her ample breasts , while men jokingly ask, "Did you have plastic surgery?" 　　I have to dedicate two whole paragraphs to bragging about Xiao Bei's breasts. When she first entered university, she weighed only 43 kilograms, but her two soft breasts were already an above-average C-cup. Later, thanks to my daily massages and the many growth hormone-laden foods typical of university students, by graduation she was wearing only D-cups, and even during her period, they would become slightly tighter E-cups. 　　However, just having big breasts wouldn't warrant such a dramatic description; the main reason is...

It's like she multiplied "youth is an asset" tenfold—firm, perky, and

perfectly rounded, comparable to two 7-10 sachets.
Forget about holding a pen between her breasts; even a four-centimeter diameter stick would be a piece of cake. And

questions like, "How do you maintain your breasts?" are

commonplace . And finally, there's this one point that few have actually seen: her nipples

are small, the kind that become erect and pointed with stimulation or arousal, like in erotic anime.

Combined with the light brown areolas, about a centimeter in radius around the nipples, I think any man would feel an

urge to immediately suckle.
A face that's both youthful and sexy, measurements of 33/24/34,

beautiful legs with calves slightly longer than thighs, and a voice that perfectly complements her baby face—that's a gift from heaven. If

the term "baby-faced, big-breasted goddess" had been invented back then, Xiao Bei's BBS nickname would probably have

been changed by the site administrator the very next day due to improper execution of procedures!
*** *** *** ***
Now it's time for the story. The place I rented during my freshman year was a six-story building, entirely

filled with student apartments. Each floor consisted of a narrow corridor, barely two arms' width wide, extending from the elevator and stairwell.

The corridors, without windows, were lined with adjacent student apartments, and the doors were designed to be angled rather than

directly facing each other.
I lived in the corner apartment on the sixth floor. So, unless you walked directly to my door, even my neighbors across the street could

n't see inside. However, because it was the corner apartment, the ventilation wasn't very good. Every time I finished showering, I had to

open the door to let the air circulate and get rid of the steam left by the useless exhaust fan in the bathroom.
Our first story's background is this ordinary student

apartment Xiao Bei's open Leo personality, combined with a touch of naiveté, made my "training

" process much easier over the next four years. Her first experience with the thrill of exposure

happened completely without her conscious thought .
The story is set during our first sweltering summer in college,

a summer that should have left a deep impression on many. Xiao Bei and I lived in Taichung, which was no exception. Because of this, for over

six months of the summer, we almost never wore clothes in our rooms. Think about it,

no one would believe that a lone woman and her husband were just chatting over tea, let alone a naked man and woman in

a suite . Sex became our favorite shared activity.
It happened on a cool, sunny summer night. I was lying naked in bed reading "Software

World " and researching video game strategies when Xiao Bei came home from class. She immediately

took off her tank top, which was barely covering her ample breasts, and then hung her bra on the back of the chair. Of course, what followed was watching a

half-naked beauty wiggle her hips and fling her denim shorts off her lace top. She stood with her hands on her hips, letting large beads of sweat

slide down her cleavage to her flat stomach. "I'm so hot!" she complained in a half-coquettish voice.
"Then go take a shower first!" I put down my magazine and replied casually, while my lower body,

half-filled with blood, slowly hardened from the beautiful sight before me.
"Okay!" Xiao Bei turned her back to me, sticking out her snow-white buttocks, took off her lace panties and put them in the laundry basket, then

hummed a song as she walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I also slowly repeated the same action (except

without sticking out my buttocks), then opened the bathroom door, wanting to enjoy the feeling of "sweat" finally being relieved with the naked beauty.
With a wicked smile, thinking about how to rub her body with bubbles, I opened the door, only to be greeted by a

"What are you doing?" followed by a spray of water from the showerhead in my face. We'd only been together for a little over three months

. Although we'd seen everything we shouldn't have, Xiao Bei still wasn't used to showering together. Aside from me constantly taking the opportunity to grope

her, I guess it was probably out of a last shred of modesty!
Of course, in the end, she half-heartedly gave in to my "Oh, it's okay, baby" and "It's okay, baby"

tactics, which made me give in. You see, back then, I was incredibly passionate and would never miss

any opportunity to touch every inch of her skin outside of intimate moments, let alone showering together in that small bathroom!
I finished showering first and left the bathroom, letting myself grope her until past ten o'clock at night. Then, quite

naturally, I opened the bedroom door. Outside in the hallway, only the faint sound

of a speaker . About ten minutes later, my girlfriend opened the bathroom door and came out completely naked. "Are you crazy?! Why is the door open?" she said fiercely to me after
seeing the dimly lit hallway outside the wide-open iron door, her bare buttocks sticking out . 　　"It's so hot! I was going to open the door a little to let in some fresh air after showering!" I replied, sitting back on the bed reading a magazine. 　　"But you don't have to open it all the way, do you?" 　　"Oh, it's okay, it seems like no one's around across the street, no one's going to come over!" My naturally clueless side immediately came into play. 　　Then I saw Xiao Bei, who wasn't even wearing underwear, cautiously peek out from the doorway, looking towards the stairwell on the right as she said, "It seems like nobody's here!" 　　It was at this moment that my heart suddenly skipped a beat. My girlfriend was completely naked one foot outside the door. If I were coming up the stairs, I could probably see her entire collarbone and half of her left breast. If she went out just a little further, I might even be able to see her nipple. But seeing this, instead of stopping my girlfriend from coming in a little, I felt a surge of blood rushing to my lower body. 　　I think that's when the seed of exposing my girlfriend was planted! 　　Xiao Bei, her hair still half-wet, stood in the bright room, her back to the open door, drying her hair with a towel as she walked towards me, still completely naked. But my attention wasn't on her; it was on the quiet hallway. My chest tightened, my heart raced, and an inexplicable excitement began to overwhelm my already dwindling rationality. 　　What happened next was predictable. 　　"Come on, baby," I said, taking the towel from her hand and tossing it aside, then casually pulling her...

He pulled her onto the bed. Ignoring her complaints, "What are you doing? Your hair is still wet!", he kissed her small, full lips

. His left hand immediately began to restlessly knead her large breasts, which were still slightly pink from the residual heat of the hot water, while his right hand

skillfully explored her lower paradise. Her thick labia were completely hairless, making her practically a "

white tiger," and finding her clitoris was effortless.
Xiao Bei was very prone to arousal, and not just inside; when aroused, her juices would even

flow down her thighs. Moreover, whenever she was in heat, her eyes would become glazed, and her mouth would slightly open. At this

time you could do whatever you wanted to her. If you deliberately refrained from inserting your penis and continued to tease her,

the word "slut" might not be enough to describe this wanton little devil who was innocent and naive in public, but at home, she would shake her buttocks and say in

a sweet, cloying voice, "Come and fuck me," while rubbing her clitoris with her fingers.
At the beginning of the caresses, Xiao Bei was still unaccustomed to being naked in such a semi-open

space . But as I said, in less than two minutes, her vagina was already overflowing, and

she closed her eyes with deliberately suppressed breathing, as if no one else could see her if she couldn't see herself.
Seeing that she was already so wet, and unable to hold back any longer, I took the first position of the missionary position

and thrust my already erect penis into her vagina. But before entering the second position,

instead of giving her direct pleasure with a single penetration, I deliberately moved the head of my penis back and forth on her clitoris. At this moment,

Xiao Bei could no longer suppress the sounds that were being suppressed in her throat and groaned, "Mmm... Ah... Ah..." Her buttocks swayed

up and down with the rhythm of my penis moving back and forth.
"Hurry up, didn't you want to fuck me? I'm already soaking wet." My girlfriend spread her legs and

looked at me with a seductive gaze, seemingly oblivious to whether the door was closed or not, her only thought was to

satisfy her physical needs with my big cock. At this moment, I could no longer restrain my already pent-up urge, burying my trembling glans

between her pink labia. Thanks to the ample lubrication from her love juices, my cock

hit .
"Mmm!" My girlfriend cried out loudly from the sudden intense stimulation, so loud that

the echo could be heard in our small room from the hallway. I think not only people on this floor could hear

it , but maybe even people downstairs could feel the vibrations in their eardrums. But

we were enjoying our lovemaking and didn't have time to care about that. I continued my piston-like movements, and she responded with her body to the thrusts of my cock.
"Ah...ah...ah...good...good..." My girlfriend gradually began to shed her remaining shyness, and I

felt the exquisite vagina, more comfortable than the most advanced masturbator, writhing on my penis.

Her labia, covered in vaginal , making "plop, plop" sounds, and Xiao Bei

's moans, loud enough to make any man ejaculate, filled the entire room. If anyone still said that their senses were

only meant to follow Confucius's teachings, I might immediately spray my semen in their face.
Speaking of ejaculation, the tingling, itchy feeling in my lower body was growing stronger, but I didn't want to

end this battle too quickly, so I picked up my engrossed girlfriend and let her take the lead in the riding position.
Actually, the woman-on-top position is one of my favorite positions, because besides being able to see Xiao Bei's huge breasts swaying up and down

, the thought of this lovely woman moving her hips to seek pleasure in sex

is even more irresistible.
We were originally facing away from the door, but after I picked my girlfriend up, she was now completely exposed, her breasts

exposed to the open door. If any bored person heard the noise and came over, they would immediately see a

little slut rubbing her big breasts and conquering her man. Thinking about it later, since it was nighttime

, anyone coming up the stairs to go back to their room would definitely see the inexplicable

light coming from inside, coupled with the occasional moaning, who wouldn't be interested in coming over to take a look!
But that was just "thinking about it later," at the time I was only focused on having sex with my girlfriend, I didn't care if anyone came

up . I even did something I had never thought of before...
Then I made Xiao Bei get off me, and she also knew perfectly well that she should lie on her stomach

like raising her buttocks and vulva to the perfect height that I could use the height difference between the bed and the floor to penetrate her while standing.
When I entered her body again, I could immediately tell from her reaction that

the woman in front of me, being played with by a penis in the most shameful position while rubbing her clitoris with her hand, was so aroused that she probably wouldn't even notice if three

men took turns penetrating her.
So, as if a demon had just awakened within me, I suddenly lifted Xiao Bei's waist from behind,

pulled her off the bed, and made the completely naked beauty, exuding sexiness from head to toe, face the door, and began to

thrust .
"Slap! Slap! Slap..." With each sound of her buttocks and continuous moans, Xiao Bei

was forced to take small steps towards the door.
When I realized it, my girlfriend was already bracing herself against the door frame with her arms outstretched, her head already sticking out into the hallway, her mouth

softly crying out, "No... ah... no... we'll be seen... ah..." At this moment, my excitement was

probably hundreds of times stronger than winning the lottery.
"I'm going to show everyone how lewd you are!" Submitting to the lecherous demon's authority, I not only didn't stop

despite my girlfriend's complaints, but also whispered in her ear.
"What... ah!" Before she could finish her predictable protest, I thrust my hips

forward , this time shoving her against the wall across the hallway. Although the hallway was dark,

the light from the room was enough for someone with 1000 degrees of myopia to see two fleshy creatures engaging in reproductive acts in an unbelievable

place , one of whom was a stunning beauty, if not a perfect 95 out of 100.
And so, as I pounded her snow-white buttocks, I wantonly grabbed and kneaded her swaying breasts.

Xiao Bei, with her hands against the wall supporting both of our weight, was completely unable to resist. A scene more lewd than any

pornographic film began to unfold in the hallway of the apartment building filled with university students.
"Ah... ah... um... ah... no... faster... faster... ah..."
Perhaps due to the intense stimulation, Xiao Bei, already incoherent and with her juices almost spilling onto the floor, quickly reached climax.

Reaching climax, enveloped by her tightening vagina, I quickly felt the urge to ejaculate. Even now, thinking back on

what I did I feel like I was out of my mind.
Instead of letting her go after her orgasm, I turned her towards the stairwell

, pulling her back so her body formed a perfect S-shape, one end of which

was connected 18-centimeter-long penis.
Like facing an invisible camera, I began my final thrust. Using all

the strength I'd built up from daily sit-ups, I pounded into her plump buttocks. My girlfriend completely abandoned her initial resistance,

letting her swaying breasts leave a lewd scent in the air.
"I'm going to cum! Turn around!" Finally unable to resist the urge to ejaculate, I released my girlfriend's hands so she could

turn to face me. Xiao Bei immediately squatted down, letting me spray my youthful, vigorous semen onto her beautiful breasts.
As fate would have it, just as I finished enjoying those ten seconds of pleasure, a voice suddenly rang out,

"Damn, keep it down!" (Taiwanese: "Keep it down!") This curse sent my girlfriend and me sprawling back into the room, our faces flushed red, like shrimp on

a hot plate .
Sitting on the floor, where semen dripped slowly from our wetness,

we stared at each other blankly for several seconds in silence before bursting into laughter. I closed the door and, while

wiping the remnants of passion from Xiao Bei's chest with toilet paper, said, "Was that fun? Let's do it again next time!"
Unexpectedly, Xiao Bei didn't respond angrily, but with her signature coquettish smile:

"You're crazy, go to hell!"
By this time, the steam that had escaped from the bathroom in our small room had already dissipated through the floor-to-ceiling window at the other end.

On the small balcony, enclosed by iron bars and a half-height concrete wall, floated

the two words that many TV dramas use at the end of each episode—
"To be continued."
(II)

The concept of "home run" in relationships has become so outdated that even high school students consider it old-fashioned. Even during my

university days, a girl staying out at her boyfriend's house was automatically equated with hitting a home run. When a fresh-faced, innocent-

looking female college student, fresh out of school, started sleeping outside less than a month after starting university, it inevitably

sparked some lewd fantasies.

And don't underestimate those thirsty single men and women. After getting to know my classmates,

harmless jokes like "Did you stay up too late last night?" or "Is your back sore?" were commonplace for me

, regardless of gender. Although my words were sharp, there was always a hint of

envy . This accumulated envy turned into a kind of "curiosity" that I'm not quite sure how to describe. What

I want to share with you today is a

little-known, somewhat amusing, story that happened between me and my roommates, fueled by this curiosity.

*** *** *** ***

Actually, I still don't quite understand why university timetables aren't as

neatly arranged as they were in 12-year compulsory education. There are always a few days when, after the two morning classes, there's no new schedule until 1 PM. This

was especially true in my freshman year when I hadn't yet figured out how to choose classes and courses. During

those few hours of downtime, with nothing else to do, I would hang out in the dorm with my roommates.

The boys' dorms , I don't need to elaborate much. Basically, they're a hotel for virtual prostitutes,

an arcade for video game addicts, a smoking area that even idiots could smell, and, of course, a must-have, exclusive adult video distribution center.

One of my closer classmates (the one whose student ID number is one number different from mine) worked part-time as

a DVD supplier in the dorm. I honestly can't fathom how many videos he'd ripped off using the LAN. I can say with certainty that

Japanese SODIUS must have had some kind of underground contract with Taiwanese universities back then; otherwise, there's no better explanation.

A dilapidated little room, a computer with nothing on its hard drive except a folder labeled "systemxxx"

, and a few sleazy guys. It's obvious they weren't thinking about

anything related to calculus. If a professor had asked us to write a final report on "AV Three Eyes" as the topic

, I might be developing my career in Japan right now, bringing glory to my country.

But fate had other plans, and this bizarre coincidence happened.

Not long after my first time having sex with Xiao Bei in the hallway, I and three classmates went back to the dorm to watch some videos to kill

time . My friend, whose student ID number was a year older than mine, turned on his computer and went into

a folder that seemed to have been created recently and wasn't yet categorized. I looked at it, and all the titles were things like "Amateur XX."

Wow! I was so excited! You know, back then, my favorite amateur videos weren't as common as they are now!

Just as I was about to double-click the mouse to start watching, a classmate suddenly asked, "What's an amateur

?"

I suddenly got angry, feeling like my beloved art had been insulted. Regardless of whether he was genuinely

clueless or just pretending, I wanted to immediately expel him from the group and kick him out. So,

without bothering to explain, I blurted out, "An amateur is like my girlfriend making porn!"

As soon as I said that, I knew I was in trouble. I don't know if you've ever seen those animal channels where a pack of wolves

sees their prey and simultaneously turns their heads, drooling as they stare at the camera. At that moment, I was exactly like that

photographer.

"Watching porn? Let's watch a movie!" With a bad feeling, I quickly tried to change the subject.

Unexpectedly, it still happened. The porn king spoke up again: "Okay, let's see if you want to

tell us yourself or if we have to ask."

"Tell us what? Tell us nothing!"

One person can break chopsticks, three people should be able to break a penis! The other two

classmates in the same dorm immediately banded together, "I've been wanting to ask you for a while, is your girlfriend hot?", "Damn!

How many times do you guys do it at night?", "What are her measurements? Is she a C cup?"... Questions came at me

like .

Of these three, only the porn king had actually seen my girlfriend and spoken to her. The other two

had only a few times, but it seems that Xiao Bei left a pretty good impression on them!

After a back-and-forth battle interspersed with about three thousand words of vulgar profanity, I finally said, "Damn it! You won't talk..."

Here you go Aruba! "I gave in under the threat: "Okay, okay! Let me ask you a question!"

Then it was time for the audience to call in, and the questions

became larger and larger as I started describing Xiaobei's figure, measurements and cup sizes. When it came to

the shape , the excitement of our lovemaking in the hallway suddenly came over again.

I don’t know if it was because of the sperm in my head or because of the envious and jealous looks of the three people, but I started to get a little

carried away and talked about the time when Xiaobei and I opened the door and had sex. The storyteller was enthusiastic, and the listeners were even more so. When I

described the scene of Xiao Bei's breasts swaying outside the door, exclamations of admiration like "Wow! That's awesome!" began

to escape the mouths of the several panting boys. Even the porn king gave me an approving

look.

After I finished telling the story in detail by ejaculating on Xiao Bei's chest, not only my classmates

, but even my own penis had a large tent in my crotch. Seeing everyone's satisfied expressions, I

felt as if I had done a good deed, and my heart was filled with excitement.

Looking at my watch, I realized it was almost time for dinner, and we also needed to leave some time to go to the bathroom, so everyone stood up,

tidied their clothes and appearance, and prepared to take care of their own business. And so, this marked

the perfect end to my relationship with these perverts —or so I thought!

Man proposes, God disposes. After the other two classmates left the dormitory with their bags at their waists, the porn king

suddenly put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Hey, want to pull me next time?" To be honest, I was quite

taken aback by his audacious request. But perhaps it was my Leo's competitive nature that made me immediately and loyally

reply, "Sure! If you dare, come on!"

Now that I think about it, men can die for lust, let alone be invited to watch a live sex show.

(To be continued) (III)

Christmas is a very sacred holiday for people with religious beliefs. Even if you don't understand the origin,

hymns and candlelight always give people a warm feeling. But ever since Coca-Cola commercialized Santa Claus

, even for college students like us, giving gifts and going out for a nice meal have become essential

rituals.

To please my lovely girlfriend, I saved up some money to take her out for a fancy dinner and maybe get her

some carefully selected silver jewelry. After telling Xiaobei about my Christmas dinner plans, she asked me

if wanted anything. Honestly, back then I wasn't really materialistic; a good pair of basketball shoes

would have made me happy. But even without material desires, there's always sexual desire.

So I hugged Xiao Bei and said, "Just serve me well that day." Xiao Bei

replied with a look like a spoiled kitten, "Okay! I'll do whatever you say!"

Then, of course, we made love, but that wasn't the point at all. Because from

the second my girlfriend answered, the seed of exposing my girlfriend that had just sprouted in my heart began to

grow . I decided to plan this joyful day carefully.

For Christmas Eve dinner, we chose an

American . Xiao Bei even dressed up carefully, abandoning her usual short skirt and jeans.

It's true what they say, women dress up for those they love. She wore a black sleeveless

dress , with a V-neck that just revealed a hint of cleavage without being overtly provocative. The tight, stretchy fabric

accentuated her slender waist, making its curves even more pronounced than usual. She wore black patent leather heels, and her long legs were encased in semi-transparent lace-patterned

burgundy pantyhose. Paired with perfectly applied light makeup, my girlfriend looked

a hundred times more mature and sexy. If those pantyhose hadn't been imported from Japan, I really would have ripped them open and taken Beckham

right there and then .

We took a taxi to our destination. From the moment we got out of the car and entered the restaurant until we sat down at our table,

I lost count of how many pairs of eyes gave Xiao Bei those not-so-proper glances over that short distance. Whether it was

her alluring cleavage, her swaying waistline, or the full, rounded curves of her buttocks outlined by her black dress,

every inch of her was enough to make the men at the table fantasize about what would happen after dinner. But what happened that night

was far beyond their imagination.

Before dinner, my girlfriend ordered two cocktails, wanting to enjoy an alcoholic beverage that wasn't available at convenience stores

. The dim lighting and her slightly flushed, tipsy cheeks made Xiao Bei look even more captivating. During the break between the appetizer soup and the main

course, I handed my girlfriend the silver jewelry I had prepared and a cheesy card. She reciprocated with

a handmade card and a bright, slightly touched smile.

"But I didn't buy a gift! Won't you be upset?" my girlfriend immediately asked.

"It's okay, you're enough for me."

"You're so sweet!"

After a playful banter and a little flirting, I said mysteriously to my girlfriend, "Actually, I prepared

another gift for you." Then I took out a beautifully wrapped box about the thickness of two matchboxes.

"What?! There's another gift? You're so good to me!" she said as she unwrapped the box.

After removing the excess stuffing, what my girlfriend held in her hand was a

metal object about the length and thickness of a man's thumb, resembling a large pistol bullet, with a black plastic head attached to a string.

If you didn't know better, it actually looked like something you could wear around your neck as an ornament.

"What is this?" Xiao Bei asked suspiciously, her brow furrowed with vertical lines.

I naturally didn't want to reveal the mystery so quickly: "Turn the black part at the bottom." My girlfriend, unsuspecting,

did as I said, and a gasp almost startled the customers at the next table. The silver bullet in Xiao Bei's

hand suddenly started vibrating—that's right! It was a small

vibrator !

This really startled her, and she complained to me in a clearly suppressed voice,

"Where did you get this thing? Is it one of those vibrating toys in porn?

Why did you bring it to the restaurant? What if someone finds out?!"

I didn't answer, just smiled and continued to look at my girlfriend.

"What's wrong with you? Why aren't you saying anything? Why did you give me this? We're eating now..."

My girlfriend stopped on her own, then, as if someone had suddenly enlightened her, her face

flushed red.

I could tell she'd guessed my intention: "Didn't you say you'd listen to me today?"

She started to get nervous: "Yeah, but not here, right?"

"So you're going back on your word? I was so looking forward to it!" I replied, feigning disappointment.

Seeing my growing displeasure, my naive girlfriend felt guilty and

half-heartedly said, "Okay! Okay! So what do you want me to do with this toy now?"

Like receiving a Christmas present for the first time, my expression shifted from a sour face to a smile, only now with a

200 adult twist. Although Xiao Bei immediately realized she'd been tricked, the words were already out.

"Go put the little toy in your underwear now, and remember to aim it at your clitoris! Also

, remember to turn the switch on!" I knew my lewd plan was slowly working.

My girlfriend didn't say a word, staring at the unexpected gift, then clutched it tightly in her hand. She

pulled her chair back a couple of times, stood up, straightened her tight skirt which had been slightly raised when she sat down, tilted her

head gave me a disgruntled look, and walked towards the bathroom.

A few minutes later, I saw Xiao Bei slowly walk back, much slower than when she left the table. When she

sat back down, she even let out a small breath. I knew that she now had a sex toy in her underwear

that shouldn't have been there in this situation at all.

"Are you alright?" I asked, not with pity, but rather deliberately.

"Yeah! I'm fine! Let's eat!" Xiao Bei replied, her voice unconsciously rising two keys.

Just then, the attentive waiter brought out our main course, while Xiao Bei

listened to the waiter's explanation with a forced smile and an unnaturally straight back. I, too, was focused on

my girlfriend 's expression and had no idea what the dishes were.

For the rest of the meal, we barely spoke. I only saw Xiao Bei constantly

adjusting her chair, slowly putting food into her mouth. Even though she's usually quite polite, she

couldn't keep her mouth closed while chewing, frequently opening her mouth slightly to breathe more heavily.

In less than fifteen minutes, Xiao Bei had put down her cutlery, placed her hands on her lower abdomen,

leaned back in her chair, and looked at me, sitting opposite her, with hazy eyes. Her moist lips were relaxed and parted, and

her chest rose and fell dramatically with her breathing.

The lewd expression that only I could usually see was now on display in a full restaurant, with

customers occasionally trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening. Thankfully,

the tables had tablecloths that almost reached the floor, otherwise I would have

been thrown out as a pervert because of my sexual arousal.

As I was reveling in that strange pleasure, my girlfriend leaned forward and

said in a voice she had managed to squeeze out, "I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore..."

Although I was enjoying the expression on Xiao Bei's face and her voice, I couldn't ignore her pleas:

"Okay, then go get it out!"

But my girlfriend didn't move. She remained sitting in the chair and continued to say in that weak, panting voice, "I

can't ... I don't have any strength in my legs... Please help me get it out..."

At this point, I was dumbfounded. How was I supposed to get it out? Your lady was still wearing pantyhose!

"Hurry up and get it out for me... hurry... hurry..." My girlfriend continued to beg, her words becoming somewhat incoherent.

Xiao Bei was completely in heat. I figured it was only a matter of time before she cried out.

Exposing my girlfriend was one thing, but being caught two college students having sex in a restaurant was

another .

People are really capable of anything when pushed to the limit. So I told my girlfriend to sit forward so the tablecloth would

completely cover her stomach. After glancing around to make sure no one was watching, I resorted

to the oldest and most outdated tactic: "picking something up." I grabbed a knife and crawled under the table. I'm so grateful for my

youthful body back then; otherwise, what would I do now?

Because of the floor-length tablecloth, I wasn't easily spotted, which relieved my somewhat embarrassed state

. Next up was the challenge of getting that mischievous vibrator

out of my girlfriend's pantyhose. And to avoid being discovered, I couldn't make a sound giving her any instructions; this

seemed like going to be an interesting challenge.

So I steadied myself and prepared for this little operation to retrieve the vibrator. The first step was to

take off my girlfriend's pantyhose! I reached forward and took off her two high heels first. When I touched her feet, I could clearly

feel Xiao Bei's whole body tremble. This tremor didn't scare me; instead, it

triggered my mischievous side.

I slowly slid my palms up her calves, down to the hem of her tight skirt, and used

my thumbs to hold the skirt in place. Of course, at this point, my girlfriend was still suppressing the pleasure emanating from her genitals and couldn't care less about

what I was doing. Then, I continued to pull her skirt up with both hands until the backs of my hands were almost completely exposed

outside the tablecloth. I remember the tablecloth was up to her waist, so when I

finished , her skirt was practically pulled up to her navel, with only her buttocks

still covering it.

Preparing for the second step, I stretched my hands forward again, but this time the target wasn't

the skirt , but rather those inconvenient pantyhose. My hand slipped between her skirt and pantyhose, moving

upwards . Thanks to the black nylon blend fabric, my hand reached her waist. Then

, I hooked my index and middle fingers onto the elastic band of her pantyhose and slowly pulled it down.

Because my hand was extended forward, my head was resting directly on her thighs. As my arms slowly

withdrew , perhaps the tight belt and the simultaneous stimulation of my lower body caused her body to tremble. I

could feel the warm, tender flesh quivering on my cheeks, and I could clearly hear

the sound of the vibrating egg coming from her vulva.

But here's the problem: my girlfriend's entire weight is still pressing on her buttocks, no matter what I do...

I pulled, but the pantyhose were still stuck tightly against the chair. My girlfriend's remaining shred of rationality seemed to sense my

predicament; little by little, I felt her lumbar spine begin to rise. This was an opportunity not to be missed, so I pulled hard

, and finally, her buttocks were free. But because I pulled back too quickly,

the skirt that my girlfriend had been holding down with her lower body suddenly tightened around her waist due to the reaction force of the elastic fibers. Now, Xiao Bei

was sitting on the restaurant chair with only her thong covering her lower body.

To be honest, before I removed the pantyhose from my girlfriend's thighs and slightly pulled down the skirt so her buttocks

weren't exposed on the table, I really considered just letting her be completely exposed! However, the challenge wasn't

over, and my pranks weren't finished. All that remained was the vibrating egg, now covered in vaginal fluid.

Hiding under the table, I listened to the music playing outside, the customers' noisy conversations, and

a strange buzzing sound; before me were a pair of pristine white legs,

and at the base of those legs was the source of the buzzing sound—covered by a thong of fabric, the woman's most private

area. My task was simply to lift the fabric and pull out the object making the sound—

it was that simple. But I didn't do it.

Thongs are much easier to take off than pantyhose; they don't even need to be pulled hard to

remove from her already well-lubricated buttocks. However, the vibrator didn't fall off despite being free of underwear; instead,

it was held in place by her swollen labia majora, which were swollen from arousal. Behind the vibrator, the main area being stimulated, was a

pink, raised clitoris, about the size of a peanut. Even without light, I could imagine the

glistening, alluring light of her arousal fluids that had soaked the entire chair.

I gently parted my girlfriend's thighs and held the vibrator in place with my left finger; her body

trembled again from the sudden stimulation. Then I inserted my right middle finger into my girlfriend's vagina. Not only was there no resistance,

but all the vaginal fluid she secreted flowed out at once, covering the already soaked chair surface with a

smooth of liquid. However, I didn't pull out, because the moment my finger entered her body, I felt

her vagina begin to contract, sucking at my finger. I knew my girlfriend had orgasmed in this Christmas-

themed restaurant.

When I crawled out from under the table with my knife, I saw my girlfriend lying on the table, panting heavily as if she had just run 3,000

meters . And I immediately noticed that all the plates on the table were gone. Had some

conscientious waiter silently taken them away while my girlfriend was having her orgasm naked? Did he see his girlfriend

's flushed face?

It seems I'll have to wait until Xiao Bei has recovered slightly from her sexual pleasure, at least enough to stand up and walk, before asking her.

(To be continued) (IV)

Xiao Bei finally recovered from the afterglow of her orgasm, sat up, and tidied her slightly messy but

undeniably alluring hair. She also pulled her skirt down to a normal height, the skin at the base of her thighs disappearing into the black

hem. I could almost hear the sighs of complaint from the men nearby.

Then my girlfriend spoke, "You had a good time, didn't you? You even took off my underwear."

Expecting a scolding, I replied like a spoiled brat,

"I'm fine, but you had your fun first, didn't you?"

Her face, which had just flushed, was now tinged with a blush of embarrassment. However

, after my girlfriend mentioned it, I realized she wasn't wearing underwear. So, I

started wickedly planning how to enjoy this Christmas Eve, which was barely halfway over.

I didn't tease her anymore, obediently being a good boyfriend and letting her savor the dessert.

After paying the bill, Xiao Bei stood up from her chair with her bag, saying she needed to use the restroom and was about to leave the restaurant.

"Wait a minute," I called to my girlfriend, making her lean closer.

"Take off your bra too," I whispered with a smile.

The same scene unfolded again, except this time my girlfriend didn't even resist; she just glared at me and turned away. When

she returned from the same direction, her steps were much more steady, but I

knew that this pretty girl was now completely naked.

Xiao Bei walked up to me, hands on her hips, chest puffed out, and said defiantly, "Happy now?!"

At this close range, even through the black fabric, I could clearly see two small bulges about five

centimeters . What made me even more proud was that even without a bra, her

cleavage hadn't completely disappeared; instead, it swayed more naturally.

I helped my girlfriend put on her waist-length wool shawl, and as we left the restaurant, we hailed a taxi to head back.

Several waiters gave her suspicious looks, seemingly trying to find her vanished

pantyhose .

I considerately opened the taxi door for her, telling her not to move further in, but to sit to the right of the driver, while I went around to the other

side of the back seat. I told the seemingly kind driver our destination, and the

approximately twenty-minute ride began. Those twenty minutes marked a new milestone in how I exposed my girlfriend.

As soon as the taxi driver started moving, I immediately and restlessly placed my hand on her thigh. However,

this didn't elicit any reaction, as she was used to my occasional groping. So I slowly

moved my right hand towards the inside of her thigh, and then towards Xiao Bei's private parts.

Those who remember will know that even more than ten years ago, Zhonggang Road in Taichung City had some

of the most . So even at night, the interior of the taxi, with its transparent windows, was

dimly lit by the flickering yellow light. It was in this environment that I began the second stage of my plan to toy with my girlfriend.

Xiao Bei seemed to know my intentions, glaring at me fiercely, but instead of using her hands to stop my

intrusion , she slightly parted her legs to allow my hand to penetrate deeper. When I touched my girlfriend's labia majora, I immediately

knew that this little slut, still in heat, wanted to play too! Because what I touched wasn't tender pink

skin , but a large puddle of vaginal fluid. At the same moment, my girlfriend turned her head towards me, revealing

a lewd expression with her pink lips slightly parted.

My seat didn't allow me to see the driver's line of sight in the rearview mirror; I could only observe the direction of his head.

There was movement. However, at that moment, whether the driver saw anything was completely irrelevant, because

all my attention was focused on my right fingers.

I started to slowly rub my girlfriend's clitoris with my index finger. My girlfriend had already closed her eyes, her waist was slowly sinking

down, and her legs were slowly opening as the pleasure increased, exposing her genitals to the air

. Seeing that Xiao Bei was oblivious to everything around her, I certainly couldn't back down, so I inserted my index and middle fingers into her

vagina and started thrusting.

Xiao Bei's thighs were already open to more than ninety degrees. If the driver had adjusted his rearview mirror a little lower, he could

definitely have seen her wet genitals and the way my fingers were going in and out through the car lights.

Seeing my girlfriend swaying her hips, seeking even greater pleasure, made me want to pull out

my already swollen penis and masturbate.

Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, but Xiao Bei, already experiencing one orgasm and immersed in new pleasure, seemed

to sense my thirst. She took my wet fingers, closed her legs, and leaned her upper body against my thighs

. Then she unzipped my pants and used her slender fingers to pull out my penis. Instantly, the glans

felt surrounded by warmth. My girlfriend was giving me oral sex in a taxi.

This sudden stimulation almost made me ejaculate, but what pulled me back from the brink of pleasure was the

driver 's voice.

"Hey kid, don't let your girlfriend vomit in the car!" (meaning he wanted me to stop her from throwing up in the car).

Apparently, the driver thought my girlfriend, who smelled slightly of alcohol and had a flushed face, was already passed out and uncomfortably

slumped on top of me.

I suppressed the pleasure from her skillful tongue teasing me and calmly told the driver that she'd be

fine after a rest. Xiao Bei, realizing our activities hadn't been discovered, boldly began using

her , seemingly enjoying the thrill of "humiliating her boyfriend," occasionally turning her face to the left and

giving me a provocative look.

After all, I'm a man, and I couldn't back down from a challenge, especially when my girlfriend was using my

manhood as a hostage.

By this time, the taxi had passed the Chaoma Interchange and entered a slightly more remote part of the city. The neon lights from

the shop , and we were still about ten minutes away from our destination. I saw that the driver was still

listening intently to the political radio broadcast that I didn't quite understand, and with the slightly dimmer lighting, I felt even more daring.

So I let my girlfriend use her cherry-like lips to thrust between my legs, and put my right hand inside

the shawl . After a few gropes, I found my target and, with a swift

movement, unzipped the back of her black tight-fitting dress. My girlfriend, with my penis in her mouth, made a soft "hmm."

"I told you not to throw up!" the driver said, thinking my girlfriend was about to vomit, and quickly reminded her.

"No, it's alright," I replied casually, then focused on my right hand's next target.

The tight-fitting dress, now free of a zipper, parted casually to the side,

allowing directly touch my girlfriend's flawless back. Because of the V-neck design,

only the sleeves of the dress remained hooked on her shoulders, and gravity created a large gap in the chest area. I

nudged Xiao Bei's head, signaling her to continue what she had stopped doing in fright.

Then, my right hand went under her armpit and grabbed her erect breast, beginning to knead it wantonly.

The dress, already held together only by the shoulder straps, slowly slipped down her arm because of my movements. Finally,

I simply pulled Xiao Bei's right hand down and removed the entire right side of her dress.

Now, under the shawl, Xiao Bei's entire right breast was exposed, dangling behind the taxi driver's seat,

allowing me to squeeze it into different shapes. But even in this shameful state, my lovely girlfriend

still didn't forget to continue serving the man who was humiliating her with her mouth.

We had just passed the entrance of Taichung Veterans General Hospital outside the window, and we were almost back near where we lived. The cars still driving in the fast lane would

probably cut into the slow lane shared with motorcycles at any moment. My mind was already driven by lust, and I decided to

push this adventure to its peak. Reluctantly, I withdrew my right hand from that warm flesh and placed it outside the shawl on my girlfriend's back. Xiao Bei

also left the penis covered in her saliva, looked around, probably thinking I had let her go, and started to tidy up

to get out of the car. Just as my girlfriend was about to get up slightly to put on her dress, which had been half removed, my

hand on her back grabbed her woolen shawl and pulled it all down.

At that moment, the driver just moved into the outer slow lane, preparing to enter the students' area of influence.

No one expected that less than a meter behind his steering wheel, there was a sexy

woman without underwear, now half-reclining on the back seat with her back completely naked, her fair skin exposed in the dim streetlights,

reflecting a slightly beautiful and alluring glow.

My girlfriend was truly shocked this time. To protect her exposed back, Xiao Bei instinctively

sat bolt upright. However, she seemed to have forgotten something: her ample breasts were still exposed, and the half of her dress,

which should have been neatly draped over her left shoulder, had slipped off its place due to the force of her movement.

For the next few seconds, in the back seat of the taxi sat a beautiful, topless college student, her

pinkish-brown nipples erect atop her C-cup breasts. A bewildered expression, tinged with a

hint of confusion, hung on her delicate face, and saliva mixed with male fluid dripped from the corners of her slightly swollen lips. And she was my girlfriend, Xiao Bei.

Later, before the driver pulled over and turned to collect the fare, Xiao Bei had already put her barely-there dress

back on, and draped a shawl over her back to cover the zipper that could only be half-zipped up. To this day, I still don't know if the

driver actually saw his girlfriend's naked body. I only remember that before we got out of the car, he smiled and said to me

,

"Handsome, your girlfriend is beautiful, you're so lucky!"

(To be continued)

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