[Xiaoling's Diary] (1-26) Author: johnsonngng

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Xiaoling 's 　　Diary
Author: johnsonngng 　　Layout
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**************** 　　 ... So last Saturday, we had a fight because Ah Cheng wasn't available to spend time with me: "You're only focused on work and 　　ignoring me, so I'm going to go out and have fun by myself." Seeing that I didn't understand him, Ah Cheng said unhappily, "Then 　　have fun!" and then cut off my phone. 　　I was furious, so I called my friend Ah May to say we were going to karaoke and have fun, and asked her to invite other friends too 　　. After agreeing on a time, I found a thin white t-shirt in my closet, with a button-down front, and a very short 　　black mini-skirt. If I bent down even slightly, you could see my underwear, and underneath I was wearing a transparent thong 　　. I'd never dared to wear this style before; my boyfriend bought it with me last time, saying he wanted to see 　　what I'd look like in it. Hey! Who knew the first time I wore it wouldn't be for him to see! 　　I put on three-inch heels, and after changing, I looked in the mirror. The mirror reflected a beautiful and sexy young 　　woman with long, smooth, white legs and a 36C bust that was faintly visible. Her sweet face was enough to attract 　　countless lecherous eyes. But I felt it wasn't enough. I took off my bra and looked again—wow! It was terrifying! A pair of firm 　　breasts and nipples were clearly visible through the thin t-shirt; I think you could see the shape of her breasts even from a distance. 　　I unbuttoned the third button on my blouse, and oh! Half of my fair, tender breasts were exposed, and my cleavage 　　was completely exposed. From the side, I could almost see my areolas! Was this too much? I'm a twenty-year-old woman, and I've never 　　dressed like this before, let alone gone out! 　　Just as I was wondering whether I should put my bra back on, Ah May called to say that she had already arranged to meet more than ten people, men and women, including 　　two of my high school classmates, who were also my suitors. After finishing my call with May, I forgot to put on my bra 　　. My mind was filled with thoughts of high school, how I was pursued by boys, and I went out like that, completely oblivious. 　　Almost everyone on the street was staring at me. Only then did I remember what I was wearing, 　　and I walked with my head down, feeling incredibly embarrassed. I could clearly see my deep cleavage swaying with my body; I'm sure everyone on the street could see it 　　. It was too much! I wanted to go home and change, but then I remembered my boyfriend's tone, which made me furious. Oh well, I'll just 　　go to the station like this! 　　When I got to the station, I wanted to take the bus, but there were so many people waiting, and every man was staring at 　　me lecherously, as if they wanted to strip me naked, which made me very uneasy. So I took a taxi instead. 　　After getting in, the driver turned around and asked where I was going. That's when he noticed I was dressed like a sexy girl, and his gaze turned 　　lecherous. During the drive, whenever we turned a corner, I felt something was different than usual. The car 　　swayed violently, often causing my body to rock from side to side, my legs to involuntarily spread apart, and my upper body to sway so 　　much that the fourth button on my shirt came undone. 　　I looked down, and wow! My collar was wide open, revealing one breast, and 　　I could even see the pink nipple. The driver could see in the rearview mirror that a young girl was half-naked, with one breast exposed and her legs 　　spread apart; he probably even saw what was under my skirt. 　　Just as I was about to fasten my shirt, the car turned again, this time swaying even more, causing me to lie face down on the seat as if asleep 　　. This time, my other breast popped out—ah… I was completely exposed! Suddenly, a strange feeling washed over me, 　　a comfortable sense of liberation, and an excitement welled up inside me; I wanted to be seen even more. 　　The car returned to normal, so I sat up and slowly straightened my clothes. First, I put one breast back 　　inside my shirt. As I did so, my fingers touched the nipple, and my heart skipped a beat; my nipple immediately hardened. The driver slowed down 　　, watching my actions in the rearview mirror. I looked at him and said, "Uncle driver, don't drive so fast 　　! You're not a race car driver, you're not in first place!" 　　After I said that, I put the other breast back inside my shirt, but because I was still excited, my nipples 　　were erect. The driver stared even more intently in the mirror, ignoring the road conditions. I took out my phone from my bag 　　and pretended to make a call. Don't forget, my legs were still spread wide. Seeing the driver glancing at me from time to time, I excitedly 　　spread them even wider. My vagina felt wet. I don't know why I started to like being watched, wanting to expose my most private parts 　　. Suddenly, the word "voyeurism" came to mind. That's right, I like being voyeurized. 　　Now my legs were spread about a foot apart. If the streetlights were bright enough, the driver could probably see my transparent t- 　　back, maybe even my pubic hair and labia. I felt the car swaying even more violently than before, causing 　　my thong to shift and become stuck on one side of my labia. 　　The car then entered the night market. The streetlights were on, and I looked down. My sparse pubic hair and vulva 　　were exposed, and I started to feel nervous. "Should I let the driver see?" I asked myself. It was my first 　　time doing something so extreme. Although I wanted to be seen, I was afraid that exposing myself completely at once would make it impossible to turn back, that I might even develop a liking for 　　this feeling. 　　As I was thinking this, the car stopped. I looked at the driver; we had arrived at our destination. He stared intently 　　at my vulva and said, "Miss, we've arrived." Wow! This time I was truly seen naked, even my most private parts 　　were clearly seen. A surge of nervousness rose within me, and my vagina began to flow with desire. Suddenly, I felt a strong urge to have sex, 　　a strong urge for Ah Cheng's large penis. 　　"Miss! Miss! We've arrived," the driver repeatedly reminded me. Snapping out of my daze, I paid the fare and got out of the car.

He handed me his business card, saying, "Hey beautiful, call me next time you need a car, I'll give you a 50% discount. You have a great figure, your pussy
is so tender and pretty, being your boyfriend is such a blessing!"
I was initially shy listening to his compliments, but as soon as he mentioned boyfriend, my excitement instantly turned into lust
. However, I also felt my private parts were completely wet, making me very uncomfortable; my juices were flowing from my thighs to my calves. I couldn't take it anymore; I needed to
find some clothes to change.
This was a night market, so of course there were many clothing stores. Not far away was one selling clothes for young people, with
only one male employee. As soon as the employee saw a customer, he came over to greet them. When he saw me, he just stared blankly
. I was secretly pleased; it seemed that dressing sexily could attract the opposite sex's attention.
I ignored him and continued browsing. After a while, I picked up a white blouse; the chest area was sheer silk
. At that moment, the male salesperson approached and said, "Miss, you have excellent taste! This is a new arrival, and it
looks especially good on a voluptuous woman."
"And this one..." The salesperson kept comparing the blouse to my body, seemingly casually touching me,
and several times the back of his hand brushed against my breasts. My nervousness returned, and my sensitivity increased again. He
said I could try it on, so I took the sheer silk blouse and headed to the fitting room.
As I turned around, the salesperson accidentally bumped into me, his arm pressed against my chest. I almost fell,
but he caught me with his other arm around my waist, preventing me from falling. When I stood up, we were chest to chest
, face to face. I could feel his masculine scent and body temperature, and soon my lower body was
pressed against something hard. I blushed instantly and pushed him away, saying, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome, it's my pleasure. Try it on in this one!" He led me to one of the larger fitting
rooms, but the door was strange; you could see inside from the outside. If someone was changing, they could only
cover their upper and lower body, their thighs were still visible.
Thinking about this, he pushed me into a small room.
~Really, I climaxed~
When I entered the fitting room, I saw only two clothes hangers and nothing else. I guess it was the store
's design so that when customers changed and went outside to look in the mirror, the staff could have a chance to sell them clothes—a very business
tactic.
I took off my top and put on the silk one, ignoring whether the male staff member was peeking, quickly put it on, buttoned
it up, and left the fitting room to walk towards the large mirror. The mirror reflected me as a hot girl; the transparent silk
clearly showed my breasts, and I could even see my nipples an inch away.
At this moment, the male sales clerk approached me and said, "I wasn't wrong, this style suits you perfectly. I guarantee
it will attract a lot of men!"
"The size seems a bit small, the chest area is a little narrow."
"It's only because you have such a good figure that it has this effect. It's hard for other girls to look as good as you..."
The male sales clerk kept talking, and then he groped my top, pulling it left and right, and finally
exposing my nipples. I saw my two nipples standing out in the mirror, and at this moment the male sales clerk was drooling.
I said, "I don't want this one, it's easy to expose myself." The male sales clerk used his hand to pull up the opaque part of my top
, just enough to cover my nipples, but his fingers had already touched my nipples through the thin top:
"Miss, this is the correct way to wear it!"
Humph! Taking advantage of me and then making sarcastic remarks, fine, I won't argue with you. So I said, "Okay, I'll take this
one." While paying, I saw a pair of very pretty shoes, and the male sales clerk immediately and noticeably asked me to try them on. His
reaction was so quick; it turned out his eyes hadn't left my body the entire time. He also mentioned
a discount for purchases over a certain amount, which seemed reasonable, so I sat down to try them on.
The male sales clerk immediately and enthusiastically knelt down to help me take off my shoes, supporting my foot with one hand as if reluctant to let go, and slipped the
new shoes on. When he got to the other shoe, I was sitting with my legs crossed, so to try the other one I had to flatten my
legs. I thought to myself, "If I don't straighten my thong, will he see what's showing under my skirt?"
Just then, the male sales clerk knelt down in front of me. He would definitely see me with my legs spread. Lost in thought
, I said, "Miss, could you please raise your other leg?" I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I did as he said.
Ah! He froze, as if he'd discovered a treasure, grabbing my calf and
staring intently at my thong beneath my skirt. I didn't know how to react, just letting him look, my heart pounding,
thinking another stranger had seen my private parts…
Just then, two men entered the store. The male clerk snapped out of his daze and helped me put on my other shoe. "Welcome
! Please feel free to look around," he said, continuing to help me put on my shoes. My excitement returned to what it was like in the taxi
; my vagina was wet again. The clerk moved even closer, wedging himself between my open legs, making it
impossible for me to close them. I was both nervous and excited!
"Don't come any closer!" I thought, because I saw the two men approaching out of the corner of my eye.
"No…no…" But the more anxious I became, the worse it seemed. The two men
stopped in front of me, looking at my clothes. If one of them turned around, they would have a clear view of my genitals!
Ugh... Ugh... I was so nervous I almost cried, but my vagina kept leaking fluid.
Just then, the male clerk couldn't help but say, "Miss, your thighs are wet, let me dry them for you." Without waiting for
my protest, he took out tissues from his pocket and started wiping me. At that moment, the two men heard the noise and naturally
turned around. I was so ashamed I didn't dare lift my head. 'Wow! No! I can't play anymore, I don't want to be seen again
...' I thought to myself.
The customers, rarely seeing such a spectacle, naturally wouldn't let it pass. They stood there watching the male clerk
wipe my inner thighs. Feeling three pairs of eyes staring at my private parts, I instinctively tried to
close my legs. The male clerk, probably aroused, saw my resistance and forcefully spread my legs apart. "Miss, don't
move, there's a lot of fluid on your thighs, it's hard to wipe, remember not to move," he said angrily.
And so, I didn't dare move as he spread my legs to almost a 90-degree angle, trusting that the three of them...
They could see my pubic hair and labia majora and minora clearly. Ugh… I really burst into tears, it was
so shameful, but I dared not cry out loud, afraid they would rape me.
Then, the male shop assistant wiped the vaginal fluid from my thighs and then directly applied it to my vulva. The other two men,
seeing such a stimulating scene, couldn't help but squat down in front of me to watch closely. The male shop assistant kept
wiping—no, it should be said, rubbing—with tissues, constantly changing them until the entire pack was used up.
Finally, the male shop assistant couldn't resist parting my clitoris and touching it directly with his fingers. Oh! He aroused me
so much that I stopped crying. When his fingers touched my clitoris, I even trembled all over, and vaginal fluid involuntarily
flowed out again.
The two men then pointed at my genitals and said to the shop assistant, "Brother, it's wet again." After saying that, they
even touched my vulva with their fingertips. "Ugh...ugh..." When the three of them touched my genitals at the same time, my
body immediately changed. A surge of heat exploded in my heart and brain like a bomb. "Ah...
ah...ahhh..." I climaxed, panting heavily: "Huff...huff..." They
stopped when they saw this, probably wondering why I had reached my climax after only being touched two or three times.
After catching my breath, I changed back into my own shoes and left quickly. Before leaving, I heard the two men say, "That woman
is hot. I wish I could fuck her." Although I had been seen naked and touched,
I was still quite happy to hear strangers praising me.
After crossing an intersection, I thought to myself, why did I so casually expose my most private parts to strangers
, and even climax in front of three men? I asked myself if I was a lewd person. I
pondered this for a while, not understanding why, when suddenly I felt the urge to urinate. I frantically searched for a restroom and happened to see an older-style
tea restaurant, so I hurried inside.
~Trouble struck at the tea restaurant~
In my urgent need to urinate, I randomly chose a restaurant and asked to use their restroom. Inside, I saw several customers
dining. The waiter asked if I was alone, and I explained my purpose, but he said the restroom wasn't for public use. Then he
stared at me with a lecherous gaze, looking me up and down several times. Other customers were also looking in my direction. I was truly
desperate to urinate, so I asked the waiter to allow me to use the restroom. Looking around at the other customers, they all put down their
food, leering at me. Many of them had lewd smiles on their faces, as if they wanted to strip me naked
.
The waiter's gaze lingered on my chest, focusing on my prominent nipples before saying, "It's not that I don't want to lend you my room
, miss, but the women's restroom is broken. How about using the men's room? However, the men's room is currently being cleaned."
Before I could ask how long it would take, the waiter loudly called out towards the restroom, "Have you finished cleaning the restroom, sir? A pretty
lady wants to use the restroom!"
Everyone in the tea restaurant burst into laughter, and I felt even more ashamed and lowered my head.
"Those who need to defecate can use it now, I'm cleaning the urinals!" Hearing a reply from the restroom, the waiter said it was ready
. I was in such a hurry that I rushed in without paying attention to the surroundings. The men's restroom
was even worse than I had imagined. Inside were three men's urinals, one with a door, presumably for defecation. I don't know what
the design was like, but the gap between the door/wall and the floor was a good eight inches. If someone squatted down to relieve themselves,
the liquid could be seen from any angle. If you bent over, you could even see the person's private parts
. What's more, because it was being cleaned, the men's restroom door was wide open, revealing several dining tables outside without any obstruction
. The customers, sitting low, had an even clearer view.
Just then, a waiter came over and asked, "Miss, do you need to use it? If you don't, I will."
Why was he doing this? I felt like he was up to no good, wanting to see me embarrassed, but I was in such a hurry that I had no choice but
to bite the bullet and go in. Ugh… a strong smell of urine. I don't understand why the men's restroom smelled so bad… After closing the door, I took off
my underwear and squatted down. Just as I was about to urinate, I heard a commotion outside and tensed up, unable to urinate. Through
the space between the floor and the door, I could see several feet moving. The cleaning mop was constantly wiping the floor, and several
times it even reached inside, almost wiping my feet. Hurry up… hurry up and finish so I can leave! I
kept thinking this, but I couldn't let go.
Suddenly realizing that the customers outside might see my thighs and smooth buttocks, I felt
a surge of nervousness. My vagina started flowing with lustful fluid again, and the pleasure returned. This time was different.
In the clothing store, I was being looked at and touched face-to-face; now I was in a partitioned toilet stall, unable to see anyone
's gaze. I felt more relaxed and could be bolder. Nervously, I slowly turned my legs
, facing my vulva towards the ground, giving the people outside a better angle to view me.
Look…let them see everything! My lustful fluid continued to flow, and my legs unconsciously spread wider.
I thought, "The people outside can see my pubic hair and labia!" Hey…see more…see more…
it's so exciting!
*Knock, knock* "Miss, are you there? I need to use the restroom." The shop assistant was knocking on the door.
"Can you give me five more minutes?"
"Hurry up!" My heart tightened again. In this situation, I had no choice but to finish as quickly as possible. After several attempts, I was finally
able to urinate. But having held it in for so long, the urine came out very forcefully, making a particularly loud sound. At that moment
, it became quiet outside, and I could only hear the sound of my own urination. At the same time, I felt someone crouching down outside peeping.
Oh! It was so pleasurable! My shame was overwhelmed by excitement. It was the first time I had been spied on while urinating, so I
increased the force of my urination even more, and accidentally shot some onto the ground and bounced back. Whew... I finally finished.
Only then did I realize that I didn't have any tissues, so I had to ask loudly, "Excuse me, do you have any tissues? Can
I borrow some?"
"Wait, yes, how can I give them to you, miss?" I couldn't open the door at the time, so I had to ask him to borrow some from the space on the floor
. Just then, he crouched down and reached in, but his hand slipped and fell.
"Excuse me, let me get it back for you." His hand groped around on the ground, touching my leg several times. Hmm!
Here we go again. My arousal reached its limit; my clitoris needed to be touched, so I moved my lower body towards where his hand was.
He touched the ground twice, then quickly reached my thigh. Seeing that I didn't resist, he reached in further, touching and
touching until he finally touched my labia. He rubbed my vulva with his fingers. Ah...ah
...
the stimulation was too much. When his fingers touched my clitoris, I had another orgasm. I
couldn't help but make soft sounds. When he tried to insert his fingers into my vagina, I felt something inserted into the vaginal opening and
immediately pulled back. I still love my boyfriend; my vagina is only for him to enjoy. When I came to my senses, I
immediately grabbed a tissue to clean my vagina, quickly put on my thong, and left without looking back.
I didn't care what the people in the restaurant did or how many they saw.
As soon as I left the restaurant, I called my boyfriend to apologize. He was happy to hear me say that and said he loved me very much.
After hanging up, I called May again to say I wasn't going. She got angry and said she would break up with me if I didn't come. Seeing her reaction, I had
no choice but to continue my plans.
A new beginning in the next chapter.
(II) The beginning of liking revealed
~ change of mind ~
After doing something excessive at the tea restaurant, I felt sorry for my boyfriend. I originally wanted to go home obediently
, but my friend Ah May said that if I didn't go, she would break up with me. No wonder she was angry. In the beginning, I was the one who suggested going out
to karaoke. If I don't go now, it doesn't seem right!
Just then, my phone rang. "Hey, Xiaoling, honey, I have a day off tomorrow. Want me to go somewhere with you
?"
"Really? I'm so happy! You know, we haven't seen each other for over a month. I don't care where we go, I
miss you so much!"
"Silly girl, I miss you too! I've been holding back for over a month, but it seems like a waste of my vacation if we just stay home.
How about we go swimming at the beach tomorrow? It's so hot."
I happily agreed to my boyfriend's request and then met up with Ah May. Since the karaoke venue was near the night market,
the passersby just stared at me lecherously, but nothing inappropriate happened.
When Amy saw me, she said, "You naughty thing, aren't you afraid of perverts dressed like that? Look,
half of your breasts are showing! Wow! You're not wearing a bra, I can even vaguely see your nipples, and your skirt is so short.
What's going on dressed like that?"
I could only say that I was angry with my boyfriend and wanted to vent. She laughed and then we went to a karaoke bar. Once inside,
everyone else was there, and all ten or so of them stared at me. Some of the men even whistled
, making me very embarrassed. My old classmate, Awei, who was one of my former suitors, kept praising me, and
his eyes were glued to me.
That night, I sang and drank very carefully, believing I wouldn't expose myself. (Actually, no matter how careful I was, it was useless; they
could easily see my exposed chest.) I was only thinking about my boyfriend, and after playing for more than an hour, I left. Going home
, I took a taxi again, but this time there was no exposure like before. The driver drove normally, but whenever we turned
, I would spread my legs to maintain my balance. Of course, the driver still peeked in the rearview mirror, and my calmed emotions
were stirred up again. (Spread them a little wider so I can see less... Oh! There are no streetlights outside, it's not bright enough for you to see,
spread them wider... Can you see? My clitoris is very transparent, can you see my pubic hair? Hey! You're unlucky, you can't see it
.)
While I was fantasizing, the car arrived. The driver just said we had arrived without turning around to look back. He was really not
observant enough; if he had just looked back, he could have seen the glimpse of my underwear. After paying the fare, I went home, took a shower, and waited to see
my beloved boyfriend tomorrow.
I woke up early this morning wanting to make a lasting impression on my boyfriend, so I dressed a bit sexier to see his reaction. I
chose a light yellow, form-fitting tank top and super short hot pants. Looking in the mirror, I saw myself looking very sexy; my breasts
were clearly visible, and my nipples were faintly visible. Turning around, I noticed the low-rise shorts were a little loose, revealing
my buttocks and cleft. Hmm! This was sure to ignite my boyfriend's desire.
After trying it on for a while, it didn't seem sexy enough, so I changed into another tank top—an extremely loose basketball jersey.
Anyone who's been to basketball knows how it is; if you bend over, your chest will be exposed. I took off my underwear and put the shorts back on,
sat down, spread my legs, and could even see some pubic hair. My heart started racing again, hehe! 　　Ah 　　Cheng , 　　this
time I 　　'll 　　make 　　you 　　regret 　　it 　　...
********** 　　... With such powerful allure, Ah Cheng, you're doomed this time! Foolish me again, lost in my own fantasies, I 　　left without even grabbing my swimsuit—the most basic thing for swimming. 　　Since I was meeting my boyfriend at the beach, and the destination was far, a taxi would be too expensive, so I opted for the bus 　　. On the way to the station, passersby stared at me intensely, many turning back to look again, which made me 　　even happier, proving my immense attractiveness. 　　Just as I reached the station, I saw the bus boarding, but I was still several steps away. Wait for me… I 　　ran to catch up, my breasts swaying up and down with my running, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw 　　others staring at me in disbelief. 　　"Huff... huff..." I caught up just in time. Because of the rapid movement, I was still out of breath. I chose to sit in the 　　lower level carriage. Luckily, there was a seat available. But there was only one empty seat next to a big fat guy. Oh well, the journey 　　would take more than an hour, so of course I had to sit. What if my beautiful legs got thicker from standing too much?

After sitting down, I felt hot and instinctively tugged at my vest, swinging it back and forth to try and cool myself down. Perhaps
because the bus had just started moving, the air conditioning wasn't cold enough yet. The large, fat man next to me kept looking me up and down, so I
nodded and smiled at him as a greeting. Ouch! This fat man was wearing a vest and shorts, and his fat kept
sticking to me. Even worse, I could feel his sweat staining my arms and legs. Oh no, this ride was going to
be very uncomfortable.
After a few minutes, the air conditioning still wasn't cold enough. I looked up and realized the air vents were all pointing at the fat man.
I had to get up and adjust them. Just as I stood up, the bus was turning, and I bumped into the fat man. He
kindly put his hands on my waist, but one of his hands was positioned too high, right under my breast, and I could feel
his pinky finger touching it.
Just as I was about to speak, the bus suddenly stopped abruptly. I heard the driver yell at someone for carelessly crossing the road. At that moment, I felt
a pressure on my chest. Looking down, I saw that the fat man's hands were already on my soft breasts. I thought he
didn't mean it and sat back down. He looked at me and smiled.
I still felt very hot. This time, I waited for the bus to stop before getting up to adjust the air conditioning vents. Suddenly, I felt my thigh being touched
. I looked down and saw that the fat man hadn't done anything, so I let it go. Oh no! Why can't I turn the steering wheel? The air vents wouldn't move. I tried
to fix them with both hands, but I forgot that my top was very loose, and I could see my underwear through the gaps under my arms
.
I couldn't fix it, so I had to ask the fat man for help. When I looked at him,
I saw that he had been staring at my chest the whole time. A wave of pleasure washed over me, and the strange feeling returned. I pretended not to notice his peeking and continued, even
sticking out my hips to enhance my curves, which I was sure would attract the attention of all the passengers on the bus.
The bus started moving again, so I had to sit down. Hey! That fatso wasn't helping me at all, just busy peeking at
me. Fine, I'll tempt him a little more! So I pulled at my shirt again, this time with even more force, while simultaneously
opening and closing my legs, occasionally brushing against the fatso's flesh. This time, he wasn't just peeking; he was
staring intently at my chest. I'm sure he could see my firm breasts from my movements. I looked around at
the passengers; they were all staring at me. My excitement started to build. Just as I was thinking about whether I should expose myself
even more, the bus stopped, and a swarm of passengers rushed on, making the bus packed.
All the people standing next to me were men, and they all stared at me as if they'd never seen a beautiful woman before. I
felt like I was being spied on, and my excitement intensified; my nipples were even sticking out. "Ah! They're watching
! Ah!" "I was so hot and excited, sweating buckets. I looked down at my chest... oh...
because of the sweat, my tank top was clinging to my body, completely revealing the shape of my breasts, my nipples erect.
It was practically like I wasn't wearing any clothes.
My heart pounded. This time, I was being seen by more people than at the tea restaurant! How exciting! Let them see more
... So I took something out of my bag and pretended to accidentally drop it, bending down to look for it. '
Did you see? Did you see my tender white breasts? And my nipples?' The thought of being seen
made me incredibly excited. I pretended not to find it, bending over and searching in all directions. I was sure everyone standing nearby had
seen my breasts.
Ah! Why do I feel like my private parts are being touched? I remembered, my buttocks are facing the fat man right now! Ouch
! I know these shorts are very loose at the ankles; he must have seen that I wasn't wearing underwear, and that's why he
couldn't resist touching me. 'What should I do?'" Should I let him touch me? No, I already felt bad for Ah Cheng after being touched last time.
Thinking this, I immediately sat up straight, bowing my head in embarrassment, letting them ogle my breasts.
The bus was bound to vibrate, and the fat man sitting next to me took the opportunity to press his fat arm and thigh against me from time to time
, while the standing passengers leaned their bodies against my shoulder. I felt
something hard, like a penis, on my shoulder, throbbing and trying to stimulate me further.
Someone got off, and the person pressing against my shoulder changed. Why did it feel even more real this time? I glanced out of the corner of my eye
and saw it was a man wearing a jersey and athletic shorts. Hey! He's touching me again, isn't that inappropriate? Ouch…
he's rubbing his hard penis against my shoulder, it's so hot! I wanted to pull away but there was no space. The fat
man next to me squeezed in again, ah! His thigh was completely pressed against me, and his hand was on my thigh. I took a deep breath, I was
so nervous.
Then it moved to the other side, how could I feel it so clearly? It felt like I could even sense the size and shape of his glans. I peeked
, and wow! This passenger had taken his penis out of his trousers and was rubbing the glans against my shoulder. I
could almost smell it. Ah… I needed it, I was so excited… So, without thinking of the consequences
, I spread my legs, responded with my shoulders, and thrust my breasts forward.
At that moment, the fat man couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled down my shirt with one hand, exposing one breast,
and with the other, he reached for my private parts. The man standing next to me grabbed my hand and made me touch his penis. Ah… Ah… So exciting!
I glanced at the other passengers; they were all staring at me, many making lewd noises.
Then, the man next to me pulled my shirt down completely, exposing my beautiful white breasts
. All the passengers on the bus could see my almost perfect breasts without any cover, and my breasts trembled with nervousness
. I felt so ashamed!
I felt so lewd! My breasts were exposed in the carriage, and all the passengers were staring. I was stunned and
didn't know how to react until I felt something being inserted into my vagina. It was the fat man's fingers. He wanted to
play with my fingers. No, this was too much! I resisted and tried to get off the train, but there were too many passengers. I could only
move slowly, body to body, chest to chest. I had forgotten to adjust my top, so now every standing passenger on every floor
could touch my breasts.
Ouch! It hurts... I don't know which hand squeezed one of my nipples harder, and my whole body trembled again. After
every standing man had touched my breasts, I finally squeezed to the door. Whew... After
a lot of effort, I finally got off the train. To get to my destination faster, I took a taxi. When I arrived at the agreed location,
my boyfriend was already waiting. As soon as he saw me, he acted like a pervert, hugging and touching me, saying he had missed me.
I complimented him on how sexy I was. After chatting and laughing with him for a while, my boyfriend said 　　he 　　was going to change and go swimming. I just realized I didn't bring my swimsuit
! What should I do?
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