Hong Kong Exposure Girl Diary

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My name is Jingyan, and I'm twenty-two years old. I'm certain I'm the biggest exhibitionist in Hong Kong. If I claim to be third, I'm sure no one would dare claim first or second. What made me a super exhibitionist started last year on my birthday. Even when I was little, everyone praised me, saying I lived up to my name and would grow up to be a quiet, lovely, and stunningly beautiful woman. Sure enough, besides their prediction that I was pretty, they didn't know I possessed a devilish figure they couldn't see or even imagine. But after my birthday party last year, I believe they'll soon have the chance to admire my…

June 6th (Saturday).
My parents immigrated to Canada last month, leaving me alone in Hong Kong. My most carefree moment finally arrived! I invited all my best friends to my house to celebrate my 21st birthday. Today, I received more gifts than ever before. They ate and celebrated along the way, and I unceremoniously opened the gifts.

But when I opened one of them, everyone around me gasped in surprise. It turned out… It was a set of lace underwear that was so thin it was practically transparent, with almost no fabric. It was a gift from my best friend, Xiaolingjing, who said I was a grown woman and should wear adult underwear. She really pissed me off! Then she made an even more outrageous request: she insisted I wear it immediately for her to see. Of course, I was extremely reluctant; but everyone present chimed in, and in the end, I couldn't resist her overwhelming passion. Although I agreed to wear it, I would only wear it for one person—the one who gave me this set of underwear. My best friend, Little Elf, watched alone, then, amidst a chorus of boos, she dragged me into the room.

She frantically tore my clothes, almost ripping them off. I immediately told her to turn around, saying I'd take them off myself. Then I put on the bra that barely covered half my breasts and the barely concealing pubic hair; the incredibly thin, see-through, lace-trimmed panties. When Little Elf turned around and saw my voluptuous figure, she exclaimed in admiration! She circled my body, saying she'd never seen such a beautiful figure. She said my measurements were well-proportioned with a slight curve. She made sure my breasts were large where they needed to be large, and small where they needed to be small. Just as I was basking in the sweet words of her, she suddenly and swiftly unhooked my bra. As I covered my chest with my hands, she pulled my underwear down to my calves. I tried to cover myself, but it was too late. She grabbed my hands, pressed me down on the bed, and said she wanted to see me completely naked, flawless. She added that it was an immense honor to let others admire one's perfect body. I was finally swayed by her sweet words... Lured by her words, I slowly took off my underwear piece by piece, standing naked in front of her; completely naked for her to see. This was the first time I had ever been completely naked in front of someone, and that little devil was the culprit who would later turn me into an exhibitionist.

June 7th (Sunday)

When I woke up this morning, it was already 12:30 pm. I was probably too tired from playing yesterday. Thinking back to last night when I was naked in front of that little devil for the first time, I still felt a little excited. I got up and went to the full-length mirror to look at myself. After looking at myself, I saw... Two nipples bulged out from under my robe, and I found myself slowly and unconsciously pulling it off. Seeing my half-naked upper body and my full breasts (I never wear a bra to bed), I still felt a little unsatisfied. Then I slowly removed my remaining underwear. I had never really looked at myself naked before; even when showering, I only glanced at myself casually. Never before had I been so thorough. My body was truly beautiful. Just as I was reveling in my voluptuous figure, the doorbell suddenly... Then the doorbell rang. Through the peephole, I saw it was Uncle Bai. He used to come to my house often to chat with my dad. He probably didn't know that my parents had gone to Canada last month, which is why he was so hesitant to come today. But I couldn't bear to let him come for nothing, so I gave him a little treat—to be my first audience after I became an exhibitionist.

I answered the door loudly and immediately rushed into the bathroom, found a bath towel, folded it into a small towel that barely covered half of my breasts and just enough to cover my buttocks, and then sprinkled a little water on my head and hands, pretending to be taking a shower. I rushed to the door, my heart pounding with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. As I opened it, I pretended not to know who it was, then launched into a lively conversation, greeting Uncle Bai while saying that my parents had gone to Canada. I acted like a child, deliberately raising my hips and slightly lifting a towel, confident that Uncle Bai wouldn't miss this golden opportunity!

He wouldn't just see my full buttocks, but also my entire cleft, and a small opening within it—the very thing every man dreams of seeing on a woman, an untouched paradise. Thinking about it, my heart suddenly pounded, and my whole body felt incredibly excited. I felt a warm current flowing through my paradise. I was sure Uncle Bai could see the stream flowing from it too. Then I snapped back to reality and told Uncle Bai I was going out with friends and couldn't greet him. He left disappointed. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief, reflecting on the thrill and excitement of the moment. I never knew being seen could be so satisfying; now I understand the mindset of an exhibitionist. My first performance today was a great success, and tonight I'll prepare for tomorrow's show.

June 8th (Monday) –

This morning was the earliest I've gotten up since returning to work. I needed time to prepare an outfit that was both eye-catching and prone to revealing too much. The more anxious I was, the harder it was to find something I liked. After much deliberation, I finally settled on a white sheer tank top and an orange skirt. Standing in front of the mirror, my breasts were prominent and full, with clearly visible nipples and areolas. I thought this was too much, so I added a red jacket to cover them. But even the slightest movement would reveal that I was going braless. This was also my first time going to work without a bra, and I was a little nervous. Finally, I had to choose my underwear, since it's for everyone to see, so I couldn't be rude. Most of my underwear is quite conservative, and I finally managed to choose a lighter-colored, thinner pair. A few pubic hairs peeked out from the edge of my underwear; hopefully, these underwear would satisfy the voyeur's little desire!

Just as I was feeling smug, I glanced at the clock and realized it was already eight o'clock. So I immediately rushed out to the bus stop. I usually take the minibus to work, but I know the men on the bus are my loyal audience. As I walked to the bus stop, the men on the street all stared at me with predatory eyes—some looked directly at me, some glanced sideways, some stole glances, some looked back, and some even followed me intently. I remember before, even when I wore the most beautiful clothes, I only ever got a few men looking at me from afar. I never imagined that just dressing a little sexy could make such a huge difference!

I'm sure I'll have to put more thought into choosing my clothes in the future. Suddenly being admired by so many eyes filled me with endless satisfaction—or rather, endless pleasure. This excitement quickly led me to the bus stop. Seeing the long queue was terrifying, but thinking deeper, if there weren't enough spectators, wouldn't it be a waste? This morning, I dressed up meticulously, hoping to achieve my goal, and ended up at the back of the queue. But as I waited, I noticed many greedy eyes fixed on me, and some disdainful glances from several women. Oh well!

Jealousy is a woman's nature; they don't have my beauty, my alluring figure, or, most importantly, my boldness to expose myself like this. As the bus approached the station, my heart pounded, probably because my performance was about to begin!

I followed the crowd step by step onto the bus, slowly finding a standing spot near the bottom of the stairs. Although the bus was already packed, the men were happy to give up their seats because of my prominent figure. As I passed them, their gazes were all focused on the cleavage tightly covered by my vest; as the bus swayed, my jacket slightly opened, revealing my nipples to the audience. My heart started racing again.

I really wanted to strip naked and let them see me completely. My breasts rose and fell with my heartbeat, the stimulating pleasure making my nipples hard. At that moment, the breathing around me, along with their predatory gazes and rapid heartbeats, slowly drew closer. But I had already lost interest in the old group of viewers, so I decided to get off the train a stop early to let more male viewers enjoy the ride. The weather was really nice today, and my outfit suited the weather perfectly. The eyes of passersby, men and women alike, were all focused on my chest, the deep cleavage and clear... My nipples were peeking out from under my thin vest. At that moment, another warm current surged through my already burning heart, rushing straight to my lower body; making me feel incredibly uncomfortable. Completely at a loss, I hurried back to the office.

The first thing I did upon arriving was go to the restroom. As I walked down the corridor, I noticed many lewd eyes darting around, and heard whispers and comments about me, but I couldn't pay them any attention. Reaching a stall, I immediately pulled down my underwear. It turned out my underwear was completely... Completely soaked, and the stream below was still slowly flowing. Perhaps I was too engrossed in my performance this morning, and without any prior mental preparation, which led to this situation. Now my underwear is wet and filthy, and I have no new ones to change into. I guess I'll have to go a day without underwear. Maybe it's because it's my first day without underwear, or maybe it's because my upper body is bare, but I feel like people are staring at me all the time. I can only blame my usually plain clothing for attracting so many strange looks today.

Although I have my own desk, the desks at our company are designed with a bare bottom, so if you pay a little attention, you can clearly see that my lower body is also bare. I'm feeling very conflicted right now. On one hand, I want more people to see my beautiful physique, but on the other hand, I'm afraid they'll discover I'm an exhibitionist and despise me. After much internal struggle, I finally overcame my inner demons and decided to do as I please, but at the company, I'll maintain my usual ladylike image, holding firm to my last line of defense, and not easily letting them see me... It was a paradise for me, but I put on a grand performance for outsiders. After dodging and weaving, I finally made it to lunchtime.

As I expected, many male colleagues invited me to lunch today, but I declined them all, because I wanted more new audiences. So I found a cafeteria farther from the company, where there were fewer customers; but the moment I stepped inside, almost everyone stared at me. So I quickly bought a ticket, picked up my food, and immediately found a suitable seat—not too inconspicuous, yet still attracting new audiences. And facing… Two rather unassuming-looking workers. Although I was reading magazines while eating, I still noticed them constantly stealing glances at me. I deliberately puffed out my chest to whet their appetites.

They kept staring at the faint outline of my nipples; then they would look at each other. Unexpectedly, they weren't satisfied and deliberately knocked their chopsticks to the ground, trying to glimpse under my skirt. They must have been startled and had a good look at me, because I was completely braless today! Seeing their efforts, I deliberately spread my legs wider. I knew they would be very grateful to me for making my pubic hair-covered paradise more clearly visible to them. I could feel their breaths, one after another, so close to my paradise, like a gentle breeze blowing through my pubic hair, which in turn rubbed against my vulva, causing my aroused essence to slowly seep out again. Lunchtime was passing, and the diners in the canteen were gradually leaving. The two workers sitting opposite me had already left while I was lost in my self-admiration. Since the audience had left, the performer should leave too!

Just as I was about to leave … While in the cafeteria, I vaguely heard a cleaning lady behind me telling the boss that the women's restroom flush was broken and hoping he would get it fixed quickly. The boss went into the restroom to check. So I decided to wait a little longer and, feigning ignorance, pushed open the smoke door to find a restroom. Sure enough, I found a "Temporarily Closed" sign hanging outside the women's restroom; but curiously, I looked into the men's restroom and found it unlocked, with a urinal and a squat toilet with an iron door. Just as I was admiring it, the boss suddenly appeared behind me and asked what I was doing. So I... I told him the women's restroom was broken, but I urgently needed to use the men's restroom. However, I was worried about other men entering and causing inconvenience, so I asked him to guard the door and prevent other men from entering.

He readily agreed, because all men want to be as close as possible to a woman's private parts. Besides, even with the squat toilet door closed, the gap between the door and the ground was more than ten inches. He could easily see me using the toilet by simply bending over. Sure enough, as I expected, I... He immediately approached the door after I closed it. I only squatted down when I saw his shoes, aiming for a thorough and complete exposure. I spread my legs as wide as possible, knowing that my thick pubic hair was parted on either side of my vulva, revealing a pinkish cleavage. Only this lucky man could see the narrow opening. His shadow slowly moved away from the doorway after I finished. When I came out, I said "thank you," but he should have said "thank you." What man doesn't like beautiful women, especially when it's legal to peep on them?

Finally, I composed myself and returned to the company. The entire afternoon was spent working under the watchful eyes of others. I had to dodge left and right to concentrate on my work. But thinking back to being spied on twice during lunch—once under the table and once in the restroom—was both exciting and nerve-wracking. So, as soon as work ended, I rushed to the bus stop. Once on the bus, I was forced to stand by the stairs, where I could watch passengers board the upper deck, and girls in short skirts... With just the slightest sway, their skirts would be clearly visible beneath, and my skirt was much shorter. If I stood in the middle of the stairs, anyone standing there could easily see my underwear if they simply looked up. My underwear was the paradise they dreamed of, the one they longed for. So, when not many people were going upstairs, I slowly moved forward. Perhaps my appearance was too attractive, because as soon as I moved, they scrambled to stand at the best spot at the bottom of the stairs. Seeing their scrambling, I didn't know whether to be angry or amused, but thinking deeper, they were simply trying to peep at a beautiful woman.

I believe they will have a fruitful time, because I am not only beautiful, but also a woman without underwear. As I stepped onto the stairs, I glanced down and found that almost everyone was staring at me. I stood at the top of the stairs, deliberately looking around for an empty spot. Although there were a few empty spots, I still preferred this performance position. My heart was pounding again, because I believed there were at least five... People could see my paradise. Perhaps I'd gotten used to not wearing underwear all day; the stream no longer surged as it had this morning. Instead, it felt like I was walking through the jungle along the stream, the glistening water clinging to my pubic hair. The sense of accomplishment from the exposure
made my ample buttocks sway with the bus, my thighs opening and closing intermittently. At this moment, the audience below was even more aroused. After the performance, I got off the bus with the passengers from the upper deck. Of course, there were also many disappointed looks; and some people, as if hypnotized by me, accompanied me off the bus. After getting off, I felt a little hungry, so I ate... After having a bowl of wonton noodles, I went home, seemingly without a destination. I noticed many pedestrians on the street occasionally casting lingering glances. Back home, the first thing I did was strip naked, lie back on the bed, and relax, reflecting on the day's experience. Being naked in front of others, being silently admired, truly brings an indescribable pleasure; and I felt a different kind of unrestrained joy in not wearing clothes. So, I decided to start a breakthrough tonight—sleeping naked.

June 9th (Tuesday)
Today I felt particularly energetic. Greeting the morning air with my naked body was truly comfortable; no wonder so many celebrities like to sleep naked. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I realized today that my bathroom window can see into the neighboring apartment; the apartment across the street and the bathrooms on the first and second floors below. Thinking that if I can see people using the toilet, then others can see me too, I opened the window wide, hoping the upstairs or opposite residents would admire my beautiful bronze body. After rummaging around in the bathroom for a long time without finding anyone home, I had to calm down and return to my room to choose suitable revealing clothing.

Just as I was about to turn on the light, I noticed the curtains were still drawn. I thought to myself, wouldn't it be better to open them? That would save electricity and let more neighbors watch the show for free – a win-win situation! So I decided never to close the curtains again. The feeling of choosing clothes while naked was increasingly exciting. At the same time, I felt like millions of eyes were watching my naked body, and I was a little reluctant to put on clothes!

Today I chose to wear a dark blue shirt, a short yellow A-line skirt, and a thin white long coat; plus the gift from Little Fairy... My panties were so thin they were practically nonexistent, and of course, there was no bra size to speak of! This morning, I took the bus as usual, and naturally, I became the center of attention as well. The best spot for showing skin on the stairs was already taken, so I had to stand somewhere to the side.

Of course, I was prepared; I secretly unbuttoned the second button of my shirt and then lightly lifted my long coat. The short guy standing in front of me naturally didn't miss the opportunity, craning his neck to look. I pretended to be nonchalant, reading a magazine, though I knew my breasts were already half-exposed; but... How could half a breast satisfy so many spectators! As the car swayed, I casually moved my long coat back a little; then I pulled my shirt up a bit from my waist. With this loosening, most of my right breast spilled out, the entire nipple and tip exposed to these lustful lunatics. I could have easily fixed it immediately, but seeing how much they admired it, I decided to wait. When that short guy got off the car, he actually lightly rubbed my breast with his arm—utterly outrageous! I watched but didn't touch it.

Today, back at the public... I went to work as usual. Many male colleagues were still sneaking glances at me, but perhaps because my outfit was more conservative today, they were a little disappointed. To maintain my allure, I took off my coat and went out every now and then to ask them some work-related questions. Of course, they were happy to answer my questions, because besides showcasing their excellent work skills, they could also see my bare breasts under my shirt when I bent over the counter; my full breasts; my ripe and hard nipples. How could they not drool over my perfect body when they could get so close! When lunchtime arrived, I declined all the invitations from my male colleagues as usual, because I still needed to find a new performance spot. Perhaps because my shirt was too dark today, it failed to attract the attention of passersby. If passersby didn't have any fantasies about me, how could I get excited? In the future, I must wear lighter colors; thinner fabrics; clothes that make it impossible to miss my body.

The new tea restaurant didn't seem to have many customers, but one of the waiters seemed to be a master of peeping; he immediately stood up whenever he had a spare moment. He sat beside my seat, lurking and eyeing my breasts. Since he seemed to have a kindred spirit, why not let him have his fill? Each time he approached, I would sit slightly to the side and lean forward a little more, making it easier for him to see through my shirt to my cleavage, or even half of my breast. If he was truly a master voyeur, he might have his entire breast, including the nipple, in his view. After paying the bill, I looked around and then casually asked him where the restroom was. He immediately pointed in one direction and volunteered to let me follow him. Apparently, the restrooms here weren't separated by gender; each stall had... One stall had a male urinal; the other was a unisex squat toilet.

I said "Excuse me" and entered the squat toilet. I noticed that the distance between the floor and the bottom of the door was higher than the one from yesterday. I was secretly pleased and slowly squatted down, knowing that my performance time had come. As I went to the toilet, I noticed that he was waiting outside. His reflection in the water on the ground was clearly visible. I knew he had clearly seen my paradise. The dense forest slowly parted the pink flesh, and a stream of water gushed out from the small hole inside. After the stream gushed out, a few drops of water remained. The water droplets slid backward, flowing past the edge of the peach blossom garden to another small opening behind it. I gently cleaned myself with a tissue, confident that this magnificent spectacle had been thoroughly revealed to him.

Afterward, I lingered, reluctant to get up, because the feeling of being spied on, the excitement and thrill, was truly enjoyable! But reality is reality, and I had to leave eventually. Only as I stood up did I see his nervous, hurried retreat from the toilet door. It's strange, really; why do voyeurs often stay until the very last second before leaving? Aren't they afraid of being discovered? Or perhaps the excitement made them lose their composure. As I left the tea restaurant, the waiter was still stealing glances at me with extremely lewd eyes. I thought to myself, there's plenty of time, many opportunities ahead. I spent the entire afternoon at the company as usual; after work, not wanting to go home too early, I went to a newly opened shopping mall. On the second floor, I saw a shop selling underwear. Knowing I didn't have many satisfactory pairs, I went inside to browse. There was a male and a female sales clerk in the shop. At first, the woman served me, but the more I picked, the more I looked; she said she... As I was about to leave work, the boss came to greet me.

It turned out the man was the store owner. He introduced me to some new styles, but I told him I wanted something a bit sexier. He glanced at me and immediately went into the warehouse to retrieve several sexy panties for me to choose from. Wow! I was really shocked. They really do have such daring panties! If I wore them, not only would my pubic hair be clearly visible, but the entire outline of my genitals would be as if I weren't wearing any panties at all! But since I'd already said it, I had no choice but to accept them all! But thinking to myself, since I was going to spend so much money unnecessarily, why not just put on a show? I wanted to satisfy myself, so I specifically asked the shopkeeper if I could try on a few items. He immediately swallowed hard and said yes. Actually, the so-called changing room was just a mirror and a curtain for concealment; and there were many items scattered around inside. I deliberately moved one of the boxes of goods towards the curtain with my foot, so that the curtain could not be fully closed. I slowly took off my underwear and put on one pair, but no matter how I turned my body, it was still covered by the umbrella skirt, which was not enough for me. So I simply took off the umbrella skirt and continued trying on clothes. I tried on and changed underwear all the way through... I noticed his reflection in the mirror, peeping through the curtain. But he could only see a sparse pubic hair and my buttocks.

That certainly wasn't enough for him, because he couldn't see my entire perfect body. After trying on the underwear, I asked for four top-quality ones, then said to him, "Do you have any sexier or more unique swimsuits for me to choose from?" He immediately said, "Yes," and even said they were rare finds, and went to find them right away. When I turned around, I saw him holding three incredibly daring swimsuits for me. It seemed he really wanted to see my completely naked body, so I... I went into the "changing room" and let loose. This time, I pretended to be in a hurry and pulled the curtain shut, so I left it a little wider than before. Then I slowly took off my top first, so my full breasts and rosy nipples were clearly visible to him. I even teased him by asking, "How's business lately?" and "Why do you specialize in women's clothing?" This allowed him to get closer to answer the questions so he could get the best angle to look at me. When I took off my underwear, his reflection in the mirror made his eyes look like they were about to pop out of their sockets. Standing in front of the mirror, looking at my naked self, I truly thanked God for giving me such a perfect bronze body; no wonder he stared at me like I was hypnotized. Before putting on my swimsuit, I placed several swimsuits in front of my chest and slowly tried them on. Then, I pretended to drop the swimsuits, making a large movement to pick them up, pulling the curtain open wider. I deliberately bent over, letting my entire bare buttocks protrude beyond the curtain. I deliberately picked up the swimsuits slowly from the floor, giving him ample time to peek from behind. My gaze started from her back, then slowly moved down to her buttocks, admiring her rounded bottom. A few pubic hairs peeked through the shadows of her buttocks; then I saw the smooth, tender flesh, glistening with moisture in the center. I felt a warm surge of excitement coursing through me. He was only about a foot away; how could he resist my allure?

Several times I felt him lean forward, as if a surge of energy was rushing towards me. I had to suppress my excitement, change into my own clothes, and, after pulling back the curtain, ask him to wrap up two of my garments. One was a thin, yellow bikini that barely covered half of my breasts and half of my buttocks, while the other was an extremely sexy low-cut swimsuit with a high slit that revealed even my pubic hair. I paid and hurried away, afraid of upsetting him. The first thing I did when I got home was to strip naked and rush into the bathroom. Perhaps I was too tired from the performance; I just left the window wide open for everyone to watch! I didn't have the energy to strike a seductive pose anymore, so I just took a quick shower.

June 10th (Wednesday)
The blinding morning light shone directly on my face because I hadn't drawn the curtains last night. My naked body lay sprawled on the bed. Looking up, I saw that most of my neighbors had their curtains drawn; now I truly longed for all the male guests to come and admire my bronze body. A beautiful face; breasts that, though lying down, still stood high; the morning light made the nipples appear even more beautiful; a streamlined abdomen that accentuated the slightly arched vulva; thick pubic hair like a small forest; legs spread wide; the tender flesh on either side of the vulva unfolded, revealing the alluring peach in the center. A crystal-clear stream flowed slowly from the cave, making my legs stretch uncomfortably!

After tossing and turning in bed for a while, I could feel several eyes watching me. Although I didn't know which family was peeping, I didn't mind as long as someone was watching. Actually, all the windows in my house are now open, and the curtains are no longer drawn. Anyone looking at my house can see my naked, bronze body at any time. Now, every morning after I wash my face, I wander around the living room, kitchen, and bedroom for a while, so that viewers from different angles can see me. You can clearly appreciate my beauty from different angles!

Today I wore a see-through white shirt, a white tank top underneath, and a floral print mini skirt. I really didn't want to wear underwear, but I realized that would be too outrageous. So I picked the sexiest one that was just sold yesterday—a completely see-through calfskin strip with a subtle floral pattern in the middle, clearly showing my pubic hair, and my buttocks were also easily visible because the material was so thin! As soon as I got on the bus, I stood at the very front.

Just as I expected, peeping Toms swarmed around me because of my outfit. They all stood at my feet, as if bowing down at my feet. Some even deliberately climbed up and down, trying to catch a glimpse of my alluring face and protruding nipples—perhaps this is what they call wanting to see the whole leopard! Now back at the company, most of the male employees were distracted from work, only interested in taking the opportunity to come into my office to chat and start eye-rolling.

Their constant peeping excited me more and more, and a warm current quickly gushed from my lower body, soaking my underwear in an instant. To make myself a little more comfortable, before leaving work, I quietly went to my room... I took off my underwear. I kept removing my underwear as I walked, watching others walk back and forth in front of the glass windows, my heart unexpectedly racing. I realized that undressing in front of people was so exciting; so pleasurable; so nerve-wracking; so intense.

After work, I strolled along the street, and the feeling of being naked inside was so comfortable. A gentle breeze blew under my skirt from my calves, swaying my pubic hair; the ticklish sensation brought me immense excitement. Therefore, I decided to take a walk at the nearby pier tonight. The sea breeze felt particularly cool and strong. I leaned against the railing... Gazing at the sea, my heart suddenly calmed considerably. I knew that my bent-over posture meant my short skirt would easily be blown up by the strong wind; I also sensed that people passing behind me, men and women alike, would stop to steal glances. Although I knew I wasn't wearing underwear, and that my entire rounded buttocks and the shadowy area at the bottom of my crotch would be exposed to the voyeur's gaze with the wind, the current feeling of carefree comfort was unprecedented!

The sea breeze was like a wicked lover, kissing my entire body, sometimes from top to bottom, sometimes... He kissed my face from bottom to top, then my neck, then my chest, his tongue darting around my nipples until they hardened instantly. He gently kissed my lower abdomen, his hands stroking my back. After a pause, his mouth moved upwards from my calves, kissing my thighs repeatedly. His lips and tongue alternated, kissing and licking my buttocks, cleft, pubic area, pubic area, pubic area, and pubic area—sometimes forceful, sometimes gentle—truly intoxicating! Suddenly I was startled awake by a clattering sound. Turning around, I saw two men rubbing their heads incessantly. It was obvious they were so focused on my alluring physique that they hadn't been paying attention to the road ahead and bumped into each other. I thought I should head home quickly; if I lingered any longer, someone might fall into the sea...

June 11th (Thursday)

This morning, after getting up, I didn't waste as much time as usual choosing revealing clothes. I decided to carry several sets of outfits in a large handbag for any performances. Today was the day for inspecting the branch factory... Not many people liked this task, so when I volunteered to the head office, I was immediately accepted.

My current responsibility is to inspect the operations of the branch factory in Kwun Tong. Now, as long as I arrive in a new environment, I can find opportunities to expose myself! First, as soon as I leave the company, I randomly find a restaurant to have breakfast. Of course, eating breakfast is secondary; the real purpose is to expose myself and excite me! As soon as I sit down, I turn to the side, slightly pull up my short skirt, and inadvertently spread my thighs. The thin bikini bottoms I'm wearing today can't cover my entire private area at all. The diners sitting opposite me can easily see my pubic hair. While reading magazines, I enjoy the excitement of being spied on. Since my top is just a white t-shirt, they probably don't know that I have a pair of firm breasts.

So after I pay the bill, I go to the restroom there to change into a light yellow tank top. The restroom there is located through a long corridor. It turns out that this restroom is shared by the restaurant and the parking lot. The men's and women's restrooms are separate, but the doors face each other. It wasn't locked. I could clearly see two legs squatting in the men's stall, while the other stall doors were open. So I pushed the women's stall door open as wide as possible, deliberately changing clothes in the stall so he could easily see my half-naked upper body when he came out. When I heard him flush the toilet, I immediately took off my shirt, and in the mirror, I saw him staring intently at my bare back, then I crouched behind the men's stall door, quietly watching.

Alas! He really didn't know I was deliberately letting him see. He moved up and down countless times, and just as I turned slightly, revealing... When I touched one breast, his eyes practically popped out. Even after I put my tank top back on, I still wasn't satisfied, so I went back into the squat toilet—time to expose my private parts, of course. But I squatted there for a long time, and he still didn't dare go into the women's restroom. So I spread my legs wide, letting him, standing at a distance, admire my little forest, the little paradise within it, the little cave within it, and the clear stream within the cave. After the performance, I went out of the squat toilet and still saw him huddled behind the men's door. So I pretended to pull up my skirt and adjust my underwear. Let my pubic hair reappear before his eyes! I believe he should be satisfied.

This time I chose to take the MTR to Kwun Tong because I've never performed within the subway system before! And the see-through miniskirt I wore today attracted a large crowd. When the train arrived at the station, I chose to sit opposite two students. I wanted to know if students were as lewd as other men, but I soon found out the answer was the same.

From the moment I sat down, their eyes never left my chest and the bottom of my skirt. One of them even pretended to tie his shoelaces, bending over to peek at my underwear. Of course, I took the opportunity to spread my legs as wide as possible, making it easier for him to see my lace panties, and the pubic hair inside was also clearly visible to him. I continued to pretend to read a magazine, opening and closing my legs, making them dizzy.

Station after station, after whispering for a while, they deliberately got up to offer their seats to two elderly people, standing in front of me. Now, their position was directly in front of my cleavage, and the air conditioning in the carriage made my nipples stand up, allowing them to... Nearly perfect breasts—how could a young, vigorous man resist! They followed me all the way to Kwun Tong before getting off the train.

After all the departing passengers had boarded the escalator, I slowly left the carriage, and of course, they remained behind me! I understood their intentions, so as I walked, I kept pulling my short skirt up from my waist, making it even shorter. The moment I stepped onto the escalator, I felt them bending down, peering at my buttocks. To achieve my goal of exposure, I immediately pretended to adjust my shoe buckles, bending down and scratching my buttocks. Those standing behind me now… They could clearly see my buttocks, and the transparency of my underwear allowed them to see my two smooth mounds of flesh, with a few pubic hairs along the edges. Although the elevator quickly reached the lobby,

that short time was enough to excite and evoke unforgettable memories for those two students. After leaving the subway station, I noticed many more people staring at me. Was I really that attractive? It turned out that my skirt was really short as it could be to attract those two students, no wonder there were so many surprised looks! So, when not many people were paying attention, I quickly pulled my skirt down to normal.

Following the address, I finally found the branch factory, where I was greeted by a male supervisor surnamed Wang, who appeared to be around thirty years old. His first glance was fixed on my protruding nipples, followed by my short skirt. I had to ask him twice before he realized what was happening and led me on a tour of the factory's production process. As we walked along the production line, he explained how it operated and how it was produced.

But I had no time to pay attention; my main concern was whether anyone was peeping at me. As we passed several departments, the workers' eyes never left my chest. Several times, when I bent down to touch the fabric, Supervisor Wang and other workers vied for the best spots. I gave them ample time to clearly see my cleavage; those in good positions could clearly see my perfect breasts and rosy nipples. Some of the more eagle-eyed workers, however, peeked under my skirt from behind when I bent over. The thin panties clung to my transparent buttocks, and the outline of my vulva was visible through them. Such sexy clothing was unmatched by any other factory girl.

No wonder some of them looked displeased. Supervisor Wang... After the inspection, he took me to the office to rest for a while. The sofa there was old and the seats were low. As soon as I sat down, I picked up a magazine and started reading. He stared intently at my genitals. I pretended to suggest asking the head office to buy a brand new one, but then said that the old one was actually quite good too. I even swayed my hips from side to side, praising how comfortable the bouncy motion felt. In reality, I had secretly pulled up my skirt and slightly spread my legs. Now, sitting opposite me, he could definitely see my private parts clearly

because of his good position; besides, the room was bright and clean. The light was sufficient. Given my current position, coupled with the factory's insufficient air conditioning, my underwear was almost completely soaked. My pubic area and the dense thicket of hair were now clearly visible through my underwear, and he was uncontrollably aroused. At the same time, I noticed a slight bulge in his trousers, so I quickly excused myself to avoid being seen...!

On my way back to the company, I kept thinking, if I hadn't been wearing underwear, wouldn't Manager Wang have been able to see me so clearly? Peach Blossom Spring—let him judge which is more beautiful, the tender flesh on both sides, the thick pubic hair in the center, and the sparse pubic hair on both banks! The stream slowly flows out of the cave, the glistening water droplets flowing down the vulva and towards another opening. The pubic hair at the opening, sticky with water droplets, feels tingly and itchy, making me feel uncomfortable all over.

Thinking about this, I had unknowingly arrived at the bus stop, but at noon, there were very few people taking the bus. So I chose to sit in the last seat on the lower deck, and quietly took off my underwear when no one was looking. I went to sit in a seat facing me and waited for my chance. Sure enough, at the second stop, some people boarded the bus. One of the men was about to go up to the upper deck, but when he glanced at me, he was immediately attracted by my long, beautiful legs and sexy short skirt. He immediately came back down and sat opposite me. Since he was the only one sitting opposite me, I boldly exposed my entire lower body to him. He could now clearly see my private parts. Because of the bright light, I believe he could even see the amount, color, and location of my pubic hair; how long my vagina was; and

the slowly flowing stream. The situation was obvious. It was the first time I had ever faked something so exaggerated, as if I had no clothes on my lower body, exposing my entire vulva for everyone to admire. I let the stimulation from the exposure, the excitement from the stimulation, and the stream of fluid from the excitement flow endlessly towards my opening. Then, there were still different male passengers sitting opposite me, of course, to admire the view of my paradise. Since all the male passengers were sitting opposite me, the female passengers had to sit in my row, like a dividing line between men and women, how smug! After returning to the company, I was very satisfied with my performance. I decided to perform even more passionately in the future to thank God for the gift He gave me, Amen!

June 12th (Friday)

I woke up this morning feeling a little cold, so I called the company to ask for a day off. Actually, it wasn't anything serious, I just wanted to rest for a day! But the weather today was really good, clear and sunny. Suddenly I really wanted to sunbathe, anyway, tomorrow is a short week, even if I got a tan, I could tell my colleagues that I went to the beach on the weekend.

So I got ready and went first I picked up the swimsuit, sunscreen, sunglasses, a loose-fitting t-shirt, and super short hot pants I'd bought just two days ago. Today, I wasn't even going to wear underwear; I was determined to have a big breakthrough. So, I packed an extra tank top, a short skirt, two magazines, and a large towel and set off immediately. As I walked to the pier, I didn't notice any unusual stares; perhaps my t-shirt was hiding my figure. At that moment, I felt a pang of jealousy and a strange sense of loss. So, as soon as I entered the waiting area, I rushed to the restroom to change into the sexy tank top I'd brought. I didn't go into the restroom; I just took off my t-shirt in front of the mirror, then took out the tank top from my bag. But just as I was about to change, I suddenly saw a man's reflection in the mirror. He was staring at my two full breasts and naked upper body.

Instead of immediately covering myself with the tank top, I turned around, thrusting my breasts forward, and told him he'd entered the wrong women's restroom. The man apologized and left, but before he left… I still wanted to steal one more glance, and of course I was happy to let him admire me a little longer! I pulled my vest back up and thought: Did that man follow me into the women's restroom to try and peep? If I let him go like this, would I be condoning him? I didn't want to think too much at that moment. As long as I had the opportunity to expose myself reasonably and get some mental satisfaction,

who cared if it was intentional or not? Who cared if he was a pervert? Who cared if he was a weirdo? Actually, I think I was the weirdest one! Maybe it wasn't a holiday today, so there weren't many people waiting at the bus stop, only fifteen or sixteen. Most of the passengers were foreigners. The foreign female tourists were dressed quite sexily, and most didn't like wearing bras. Luckily, my figure wasn't bad at all, so the lecherous men on the bus preferred to stare at me. I knew my tank top had a large bust, so I held a magazine, placed my arms on the armrests in front of me, and leaned forward slightly.

This position allowed the voyeurs behind me to easily see through my bust and most of my breasts and nipples. Station after station, more and more people sat behind me, some even having to stand, and I believe they were all there to see my breasts, since there were still plenty of empty seats in front of me! When we arrived at Repulse Bay Station, I walked slowly, and the passengers behind me followed slowly, perhaps hoping to see me change clothes or sunbathe there. When I passed a restroom, I noticed the men's and women's restrooms faced each other. From outside, I could see the mirrors above the sinks. If I changed clothes like I did in the ferry terminal restroom this morning, wouldn't the effect be exactly the same? I walked softly to the mirror, and sure enough, I saw a man lingering outside the men's restroom in the reflection. I knew he was waiting for a chance to peep at me changing my swimsuit. I first unbuttoned my shorts, but then deliberately flirted with him in front of the mirror, making him look so pitiful with his anxious expression. So I slowly took off my shorts, letting him admire my shapely arms first, and then slowly pulled my tank top up from the bottom. The tank top passed my navel; then my firm breasts; slowly I saw my light pink areolas; then my small, medium-sized nipples, passing through the pink... I removed the entire vest from my neck.

I tossed my long, flowing hair aside, and looked at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes widened in disbelief—it was ridiculous! I was now a completely naked princess; but I knew the mirror was too small to show my entire body in the reflection. So I stepped back a little, holding my swimsuit and deliberately looking at it from left to right, delaying putting it on to give him more time to admire my perfect physique. Of course, I slowly put on the swimsuit myself, and after I was done, I deliberately reached inside to lift my breasts. This swimsuit makes me look even more perfect! A single woman walking on the beach inevitably attracts envious glances, let alone a rare beauty like me! I walked all over the beach and finally found a good spot to expose myself. To my left, two foreign girls were already lying face down sunbathing; one of them, wearing a bikini, had already taken off her top, her back completely bare and half of her breast clearly visible, her bikini bottoms stretched thin; revealing half of her buttocks and her entire buttocks, with only a little fabric covering her private parts.

The other one had pulled her entire one-piece swimsuit down to her waist, revealing half of her breast and a glimpse of her buttocks. No wonder she attracted the constant stares of the three boys to my right and the two single men to my left. So I decided to compete with these two foreign girls for attention. After spreading out a large towel, I lay face down on the beach like them. I knew I had already attracted more than twenty pairs of eyes watching me, waiting to see if I would sunbathe in the same way as the two foreign girls beside me. Of course, I wouldn't disappoint them. First, I lightly applied sunscreen to my body, then... I loosened the swimsuit straps on both sides and slowly pulled it down along my upper body. When the swimsuit passed my breasts, I deliberately arched my back and, feigning ignorance, forcefully pulled it down, revealing my full, firm breasts and nipples. Then, I instantly leaned over the towel, giving these lecherous men a chance to rest. I slowly pulled in my stomach and pushed the swimsuit down again. When it was almost at my waist, I looked around and then pushed hard, and the swimsuit flew over my buttocks and down to my thighs.

In less than three seconds, I was doing this in broad daylight, in front of more than three hundred people. I was almost completely naked in the shallow bay. I felt both embarrassed and excited. So, pretending to be nonchalant, I pulled my swimsuit up to cover my hips and waist. Then I tightened it to reveal my entire buttocks, only covering my beautiful private parts. Finally, I had completed my exposure mission and could lie down to rest! But less than fifteen minutes later, I felt something I had never felt before. It was as if I were completely naked, weaving through hundreds of people, letting men constantly stare, letting my full breasts brush past them, and some lunatics even following me. They kept peering at me from all sides, and some madmen even tickled my nerves with their hands, causing my body to go limp and I to collapse onto the beach. They immediately began to shamelessly rub and fondle my breasts, and even more outrageously, they sucked on my nipples, causing them to harden involuntarily. Some of them lightly licked my navel with their tongues. They even pushed my body to the side, lifting one of my legs to admire my two small holes in different places.

As for my elastic buttocks, they were rubbed and fondled by countless men's hands; they also lightly swept their fingers between my buttocks, along... They swept my buttocks deeper and deeper, caressing my pubic hair around the small opening of my anus, even gently inserting their fingers into the tight little hole. The sensation of their fingers going in and out sent wave after wave of orgasm through me.

Some of the more gentle ones used their tongues instead of their fingers, a sensation that was indescribably pleasurable. They weren't about to stop there; their fingers had now slid from my anus down to my vulva. The surrounding area had already been ravaged by them. Now, they laid my body flat, gently caressing the area around my vulva... In the small forest, lava was surging from the cave. Some men eagerly used their tongues to welcome the flowing liquid, while others used their fingers to probe my vulva along the lava.

The more they teased me, the more excited I became. At this moment, a burly man suddenly stripped off all his clothes and walked naked between my legs, forcefully spreading them apart. My entire pinkish flesh was forced to be exposed before his bestial gaze. Then he grabbed his large penis, attempting to thrust it hard into my vulva. Of course, I resisted desperately. Because I am someone who can be looked at by anyone; at most, touched with my consent; but absolutely no one can force me to be possessed. At this moment, not only did no one lend a helping hand, but a series of cheers and applause came from all around. Finally, unable to resist, I was penetrated by his incomparably thick cannon into my untouched paradise.

After penetration, I fainted from the pain, but when I woke up, I didn't feel any pain in my lower body. Instead, my back was in strange pain! It turned out that I had fallen asleep and daydreamed, and unknowingly spent more than two hours in the sun. No wonder my back hurt so much!

So I pulled up my swimsuit and turned around to sunbathe in front of me, naturally trying to raise my body as high as possible to show off my ample breasts. After turning around, the swimsuit only covered half of my chest, still revealing most of one breast. The slits on both sides of the swimsuit were pulled up as high as possible, and my pubic hair peeked out from under the fabric. Because it was pulled up so high and tight, the entire shape of my vulva was clearly visible beneath the swimsuit.

Not long after I started sunbathing, a group of young men who looked like playboys sat down next to me. They stared at me without any politeness, more than ten eyes scanning me from my chest down. My nipples, erect with excitement, were being watched by others, who kept peering at my slightly arched vulva and the pubic hair peeking out from under my swimsuit. Some seemed to see right through my swimsuit, still staring at my private area.

Now I felt as if I were naked, letting them admire my naked body. Letting them comment on my firm breasts, letting them spread my legs, stroke my pubic hair, even parting it, revealing my entire private area clearly to everyone. Some even touched my two tender, smooth pink... The trough slowly parted, revealing the glistening water droplets inside the cave. Some were even more outrageous, vibrating their fingers incessantly on my clitoris, causing the stream of water inside the cave to gush out endlessly. A gust of sandstorm suddenly jolted me awake; I was just daydreaming again.

I touched my genitals through my swimsuit; damn! They were completely soaked. Could it be that my exhibitionism has gone mad, that I can fantasize about exposing myself anytime, anywhere, endlessly, without ceasing? Could I really be possessed? Alas! Who knows? But now I know I am... I'm completely hooked; the satisfaction and pleasure that exposure brings me is truly irreplaceable by anything else in the world.

June 13th (Saturday)
I woke up feeling incredibly hungry, probably because my performance last night was too intense! But I didn't want to go out immediately, so I made myself breakfast. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went naked into the kitchen to cook my favorite instant noodles. It turns out that the kitchen window also allows me to see the windows of the surrounding neighbors. In the distance, I even saw a five or six-year-old boy leaning against the window, watching me.

It turns out that my impressive figure not only attracts men's attention, but now even little boys are interested in me; how amazing! I'm afraid he'll become a pervert before he grows up, and then I'll be a sinner for all time. So I smiled at him and started cooking the noodles. But after several attempts, the gas wouldn't light. I realized there was no gas, so I called the gas company to deliver it. I've never paid attention to what gas delivery workers look like before, but from today onwards I must, because they will be my audience.

Although I don't like wearing clothes, some people... I couldn't possibly go out completely naked. So I chose a light pink, sheer, lace-trimmed panty and wore a very short, thin, close-fitting nightgown over it. When the doorbell rang, I pretended to be still very tired and went to open the door. It was a dark-skinned, muscular man who delivered gas. Before I could even see him clearly, he seemed to see right through me, his eyes fixed on my breasts, my rosy nipples clearly visible through the nightgown. As his gaze moved downwards, the sheer, lace-trimmed panty was no longer enough to cover me at all. He couldn't resist my lush little forest. Awakened by me, he followed me to the kitchen, while I pretended to wash my face in the bathroom across the street. My pink bathrobe, see-through to my underwear, accentuated my figure in the sunlight. My slender waist made the bathrobe appear loose, but then my round, firm buttocks clung tightly to it, clearly showing the contours of my buttocks and the shape of my underwear.

I'm sure he looked down at my back; the thin bathrobe made it easy to see that I wasn't wearing anything underneath. The straps of my bra were taut on my shoulders, revealing my entire body in a thin... Underneath my robe, I was only wearing my underwear. I deliberately squatted down to pick something up from the floor, my excitement stimulating every vein in my body, causing my hips to sway back and forth, sometimes even sticking my buttocks out. His reflection in the mirror looked like his eyes were about to explode. I immediately closed the door, fearing he might succumb to his lust and rape me, thus losing my twenty-one years of chastity in a single day. Even as I saw him off, he wouldn't let go for a second, staring intently at my chest until the door closed. It's clear how alluring I was!

June Today , Sunday the 14th,
I'm going to make a scene at the swimming pool. It's been a long time since I've been to a pool, and the changing rooms have been opened up and become much larger. I casually stood in the center to change my swimsuit. Just as I was completely naked, I noticed many female swimmers secretly peeking at me. Apparently, they change their swimsuits by first taking off their bottoms and underwear, then putting on their swimsuits up to their lower abdomen; after covering their genitals, they then take off their tops and bras before finally putting on their swimsuits. Why not just take off all their clothes first and then put on their swimsuits?

After seeing their figures, I completely understood! And with my beautiful figure and daring style, no wonder they were stealing glances at me. After storing my clothes in the locker, I stepped out of the pool. My light yellow, low-cut, high-slit swimsuit had already attracted countless lustful gazes. As I was showered, my nipples were gently lifted by my high, firm breasts, while my pubic hair slightly arched the swimsuit, and a few strands of pubic hair peeked out from the edge, transforming me from beautiful to sexy. I continued... As I walked towards the shallow end, lifeguards darted around me, eyeing me intently—no wonder some people called them "lifeguard dogs"!

The moment I entered the water, I noticed people spying on me from underwater, clearly going to great lengths to see the shape of my genitals and any exposed pubic hair. I swam for a while, enduring countless lecherous glances, but I still felt I hadn't reached the minimum standard of exposure.

So I got out of the water and went to a sun lounger on the pool surface to sunbathe. Lying on my back on the lounger, I spread my legs as wide as possible. Because my swimsuit was light-colored and already soaking wet, the shape of my genitals was quite... Clearly visible. And as I got out of the water, I deliberately used my hand to pull a few pubic hairs out of my swimsuit. My breasts and prominent nipples, barely visible on my upper body, were directly bathed in sunlight. Although I closed my eyes, I could still feel many people moving around me. I knew my swimsuit had completely exposed my private area, and the exposure of my pubic hair only fueled the lustful thoughts of those with a penchant for such things. I

realized I didn't have many opportunities to perform in the pool; therefore, I wanted to leave. Just as I was about to return to the women's changing room, I realized I had to pass through the men's changing room. I glanced inside and saw... Seeing no one around, driven by curiosity, I boldly decided to venture into the men's changing room to see what lay beneath. Looking around again, I confirmed that no one was passing by. Thus began my first time entering a men's changing room. As soon as I entered, I hid behind a locker and quietly peeked inside. I saw five or six men of different ages, all completely naked.

One older man even had white pubic hair; another boy, who looked like a student, had a six-inch penis; and a burly man… They were only about three inches long, and there were all sorts of styles. I was incredibly excited, even more so than if I had exposed myself. But I was worried that standing there too long would make me stand out. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me: I took off my swimsuit and hid in the shower stall; pretending to have mistakenly entered the men's changing room, showering naked with all the male swimmers behind me. Surprisingly, no one noticed.

Now I was even more excited than before, because countless naked men were passing by my naked back. I could feel the climax brought on by the stimulation, and the warm current inside my body was also there. The fluid flowed down to my genitals. I knew I had gone too far, so when no one was around, I quickly put on my swimsuit and rushed out of the men's changing room. I bumped into a child at the door and told him, "Sister went into the wrong men's changing room." Then, I quietly went back to the women's changing room to change, left the pool, and went home. Back home, I was still upset. Thinking back to exposing myself and peeping in the pool, it was truly unforgettable! Tonight, I really need to get some rest early and be fully prepared for tomorrow's work.

June 15th (Monday)
When I woke up this morning, I looked out the window and noticed that there were... Before the window, many dark shadows seemed to be lurking. I knew my naked body had aroused arousal. I stretched by the window, welcoming the morning sun with my firm breasts and thick forest, giving the audience a feast for the eyes!

As usual, I got dressed and went back to work. Today I wore a light yellow t-shirt and an orange skirt. The bus stop was already crowded. As usual, I greeted more than a dozen pairs of lewd eyes as I walked to the back of the line. Soon, a well-mannered-looking man lined up behind me. When the bus arrived at the station, I was forced into the bus by the crowd. Because there were so many passengers, I didn't... I had the opportunity to stand on the stairs and let the audience peek under my short skirt, but suddenly my breast was pinched by a hand. It turned out to be the refined gentleman standing behind me. He couldn't find the handrail and lost his balance, which startled me. But I knew it was unintentional, so I said to him, "It's okay, the train could collide at any time."

The first time he touched my breast, he must have felt that I wasn't wearing a bra, and the soft and elastic feeling was, of course, irresistible to him! Because I said it wasn't a problem, he would intentionally or unintentionally touch it every time the train swayed. His fingers or the back of his hand groped, swept, and bumped all over my body. When the car suddenly braked hard due to an accident, my short skirt somehow covered his hand, and the back of his hand was pressed against my underwear. I pretended not to notice, waiting to see what he would do. At first, he only lightly brushed my buttocks with the back of his hand when the car swayed; then he gently stroked them with his fingers. Seeing that I didn't react much, he brazenly slipped his hand inside my underwear, his fingers running down my buttocks. This seemingly refined man vigorously stroked my buttocks; he suddenly became quite forceful. The gentle movements excited me immensely! A

warm current surged within me, lingering at the entrance of my paradise. But I knew his excitement surpassed mine, for his little treasure, pressed against the side of my thigh, had now become a mighty giant. After playing with my bouncy buttocks, his fingers returned to the center of my cleft, sliding down to the entrance of my anus, lightly brushing the soft hairs, then gently thrusting in and out with moderate pressure. Now, the stream of water at my paradise was surging forth; he carried his fingers downstream, using the paradise... The slippery stream water reached my anus. The lubricating water allowed his fingers to freely and smoothly move in and out of the opening. He even lowered his body, his fingers going around my anus from behind, and then gently caressing my vulva. I was driven to ecstasy by his skillful finger work. I knew that if I continued, I would surely ruin my reputation, so as soon as the bus arrived at the stop, I pushed his hand away and jumped off.

It turned out to be just Sham Shui Po, a full five blocks from Cheung Sha Wan. I could only walk slowly, hoping for an unexpected surprise! But as fate would have it, a sudden downpour began as I walked. It was raining heavily. I quickly took shelter under an awning. Most of the shops on the street were still closed. I saw my soaked shirt, and my nipples were faintly visible. I simply took off my outer garment, pretending to use it to block the rain, but actually wanting to expose my semi-transparent breasts for passersby to admire. My alluring figure slowed down the hurried pace of passersby. One voyeur, trying to get a better look at my seductive nipples, even bumped into a lamppost. As I chuckled to myself, I saw a "night owl" shop about to open for business, and I rushed inside. I asked the shop assistant if they had ready-made clothes and umbrellas. A child's voice replied that they did; it turned out to be a boy of fourteen or fifteen. When he saw my protruding nipples, seemingly about to burst through my soaked thin shirt and almost naked upper body, he stared, speechless. Seeing his dumbfounded expression, I decided to make him my audience.

I asked him if they had any women's clothing to change into, and if there were any other people or female shop assistants in the store. He stammered that his parents had errands to run today, so he was the only one there and had opened early. His answer simply... I was overjoyed. Just as I was getting excited, he found me two ordinary clothes. I asked where the changing room was, but he said there wasn't one and told me to change in the restroom. I told him I was afraid of the restroom being dirty, and suggested he just close the shop door and let me change first, since there wouldn't be many customers so early anyway, and the shop wouldn't open until later. I also told him that as long as he kept his back to me and didn't peek, I wouldn't mind if he was a child. He stammered and quickly agreed.

So I took off my shirt with my back to him, but I didn't immediately put on the new clothes; I just crossed my arms and... I folded the towel and placed it on my breasts, then asked him to buy me a towel to dry myself. When I turned around, I realized he was already looking at me. My two full and firm breasts were half-concealed, facing him, who was staring wide-eyed. I knew my alluring body was attracting a boy... Then I said to him, "Little boy! When you grow up, you can see that on your girlfriend all the time. Hurry up and find me a towel; I'm freezing!" So he immediately found me a big towel, and I even asked him to help me dry my back. His hands went all the way... His hands trembled as he wiped the water droplets from my body, and when he reached my firm, bouncy buttocks, his hands trembled even more violently! I'm sure he was incredibly excited! Actually, I was many times more excited than him!

This was the first time in my life I had an excuse to be completely naked in front of a man, and there was even some physical contact. Even now, I wasn't satisfied. So I said to him, "Little boy! Why don't you go all the way and wipe my thighs and calves too? If you agree, I'll buy you these things."

He was naturally more than happy to oblige, immediately kneeling down before me, his mouth aimed directly at my vulva and pubic area. As he dried my thighs and calves, his rapid breathing gently rustled my pubic hair, and this small vibration sent wave after wave of orgasms through me. The warm current flowing from my vulva flowed out again. I deliberately spread my legs a little wider so that he could see my entire vulva more clearly. Now, burning with desire, I wasn't cold at all, and I hoped he would be even bolder, preferably inserting his entire tongue into my vulva. Inside, sucking the sweet nectar slowly flowing from my body.

June 18th (Thursday)
Today I had an urge to go to the beach, to show off my new t-back underwear that I just bought yesterday as swim trunks to all the audiences. But I wondered if there would be enough audiences on the beach on a weekday? Would it be a waste of my performance? In the end, exposure won out, and I finally set off. Seeing the foreign girls sunbathing with their bare backs, how could I accept defeat? Let's have a grand showdown. You sunbathe, I sunbathe. My t-back has less fabric, is sexier, and more revealing than hers.

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