A female motorcycle taxi driver's account

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A female
motorcycle taxi driver
's account (the entire lewd process):
My name is Yuan Qin, born in 1975, a rabbit in the Chinese zodiac. I was born and raised in the countryside. I
married my high school classmate when I was 24. After graduating from university, my husband taught at a middle school in the suburbs of a neighboring county. When we first got married, he did some farm work at home.
Now we only support our family on his meager salary. My husband's parents live with us and
secretly bought a house in the city. Now our child is in the fifth grade of elementary school. I have nothing to do at home. Sometimes I go to my husband's school and
often see that the motorcycle taxi business in the suburbs is good. It's not far to go into the city, but it costs 5
yuan. I have ridden in several times,
and there are always many people riding in them. I discussed it with my husband. Since I have nothing to do at home and I can ride
a motorcycle, why don't I become a motorcycle taxi driver? My husband initially disagreed, saying it would be too hard. I said I wasn't afraid. Otherwise,
how meager salary? After my persistent pleading, he finally agreed.
Actually, the motorcycle taxi business isn't easy. There are quite a few people who ride motorcycle taxis, but no one rides mine.
People who come all go to the male motorcycle taxi drivers. I'm the only female motorcycle taxi driver here. No women come to do this business. Maybe
they think that because I'm a female motorcycle taxi driver, my driving skills aren't as good as the men's. Actually, I've been riding motorcycles since I was a girl, and my driving skills
are quite good. I didn't get a single passenger all day. The second day was the same. By 3 pm ,
no one had come to
me. I had lost all confidence. Just when I was almost completely disappointed, a man in his twenties
came over and said, "
Motorcycle taxi
, want to go?" I thought he was calling someone else, but he said again, "I'm calling you, want to go?" I
knew he was calling me, so I quickly said, "Yes, I want to go." I quickly brushed the dust off the car and let him get in. I
told him to sit tight and hold on, very enthusiastically. So I drove him on the road. At first, he held on tight,
but soon he hugged me tightly. I thought it was a favor that he let me take a ride, and it was safer to hold on, so I didn't object.
But he took advantage of me and actually put his hand inside my clothes and touched my breasts. I wasn't
wearing anything underneath, which is a habit of mine because I'm allergic to my breasts when I wear a bra. This gave him a huge
advantage, and I didn't want to say anything, so I let him touch me until we got off the car. When we got off, he even pinched my nipple hard
and said, "I'll ride in your car again next time." Then he gave me 10 yuan. I was about to give him change when he said, "Keep
the change, consider the 5
yuan as payment for touching my breasts." My face flushed, and I actually said "
thank you." The next day, also
in the afternoon, someone called my car. I recognized him immediately; it was the same person from yesterday. My face turned red again, but I still let him get
in As soon as he got in, he hugged me and said, "Actually, you can take people from the city to the suburbs. I have many friends
who go to work in the towns in the morning. I can introduce them to you so they can ride in your car." As he spoke, he put his hands
around and grabbed my breasts, touching them incessantly. Surprisingly, I didn't object at all and even thanked him for introducing me
to customers. He said my breasts felt very nice to the touch, not too big or too small, very elastic, and very smooth
. He kept saying how nice they were, making me feel so embarrassed. I just smiled. Actually, I knew my breasts were nice; my husband had mentioned it
several times and even joked, "
Naturally beautiful ones are always good." Under his touch, my breasts felt so comfortable. I
focused on driving, but very slowly. When I got out of the car, he said, "Go to XX town and pick up someone. I'll tell him to wait for your
car. Tomorrow morning, I'll take your car to work at the East Bridge." I said okay. So we went to XX town. Before the car even stopped,
I saw a man looking in my direction. As soon as he got closer, he asked me, "Are you here to pick someone up?" I said yes. He said
he needed a ride. Without saying another word, he got in. I had to slowly turn the car around and said, "It
's a bit far to get to town from here, it'll cost 10 yuan." He said, "How about 20 yuan?" His hand was already inside my clothes, grabbing my breast and
kneading it vigorously. That's when I realized his friend must have told him that I could touch my breasts, otherwise he wouldn't have
touched them right away. Since another man had just touched them, and now it was a different pair of hands, I felt the touch was very
different . This man didn't say anything, just kept kneading my breasts, as if his hands weren't tired at all. He didn't
stop once I got in the car. I didn't care anymore, I just let him touch me. I couldn't refuse him, since his friend had told him. I let him touch me
from the start. I let him touch me the whole way until I got off the car. When I paid, he said, "It
was really nice riding in your car, I'll come again tomorrow."
In the morning, when I arrived at the bridgehead in the east of the city, the men from the town where my husband teaches were already waiting for me. They
were groping my breasts while talking as they drove to town. They asked if I'd given anyone
a ride yesterday, and if I'd had a good time. I said, "Yes, I did. You're so mean, telling everyone everything." Actually, I didn't mean to blame him. He only told me as he left that I'd get business
. I didn't pay much attention to what he said and parked my motorcycle to wait. There were already several male motorcycle taxis there.
Soon someone called me: "Come on, to XX town." I perked up, thinking I was lucky today; I'd get
business after just a short stop. With that in mind, I picked up a customer and drove off. Not long after we started driving, I noticed someone groping my breasts again. I
realized it was him who had introduced me. I didn't object. The customer said, "If I'd known, I would have ridden in your motorcycle sooner.
I didn't expect your motorcycle, your breasts, and your skill to be so good." Actually, I'm pretty too, but he didn't say that. He kept groping me the whole way,
saying that this was the first time he'd ever groped my breasts while riding in a motorcycle, and also the first time he'd groped my breasts in broad daylight in the countryside. I didn't pull my hand out until I got off at my destination
. The car stopped; it was my first time there, and I wasn't familiar with the area, so I went to buy a bottle of water and
see if anyone wanted a ride. After drinking some water and getting off at the exit, someone hailed a motorcycle taxi. As I approached, he said, "Finally
, I see you!" I asked, "How do you know me?" He said, "I saw the license plate." I knew someone had introduced me, and I knew I was going to
be groped again. Whatever, as long as I made money, that was
fine heart's content. Throughout the day, people kept asking for rides, probably a dozen or so. Finally, I picked up my first
customer. On the way, he asked, "How was business today? Not tired?" I replied that I wasn't tired and thanked him. The whole way,
he groped my breasts with one hand while talking, and with the other hand, he kept touching my lower body. I was wearing jeans, so he could only
touch the outside, not the inside, but he kept pressing on the outside, making me very itchy inside. He said, "Why
don't you wear a skirt tomorrow instead of jeans? It's so hot."
I said no, the wind would blow my skirt up when I ride a bike. He said I should just hold it down while sitting.
The next day, I actually did as he said, which seems like a ghost now, I just listened to him like that, my husband.
I'd never heard anything like it before. My first customer was him again. This time, he touched my breasts and my genitals. My
underwear was tight, and sitting made it even tighter. He just stuck two fingers inside my underwear and tugged at my pubic hair, touching
my . He held my skirt down with one hand to keep it from blowing up in the wind. I've always dressed conservatively and
rarely wear anything modern. When it was time for my turn, he took his hand out of his pants and then put it back in to touch my breasts. He said his
surname was Wang, and I said my surname was Yuan. From then on, I called him Brother Wang, and he called me Sister Yuan. Actually, I'm older than him, but even though I
have a child, my figure is still similar to when I was a girl, and I don't look old. That's how my motorcycle taxi business improved
. People saw that I was skilled, provided good service, and was also quite attractive. Local and out-of-town customers
would call me whenever they saw me. Because many local customers touched my breasts, some called me "
Milk Girl."
At first, I ignored it,
but later I got used to it and started to respond. As more people called me that, most locals called me Milk Girl. When they needed a ride, they would say, "
Milk Girl, I need a ride." It was good to pick up out-of-towners because whenever local customers wanted to leave, they would all vie to have me take them. Some
out-of-towners would even ask me to get off and get into another car. Most out-of-towners would get off to let the locals sit,
because they didn't know there were perks to riding in my car. There were a few out-of-towners who looked fierce and wouldn't let me, but my
business kept getting better and better.
A few days after Brother Wang touched me down there that morning, he gave me a small package when he went home that afternoon, saying
it was two pairs of underwear and that I should wear them the next day. My face immediately turned
red , and I said, "How can I let you buy me that? I have some." Brother Wang said, "It's different. You'll know when you wear them at home. Make sure you wear them tomorrow." Men
would always press themselves very close to me as soon as they got in the car, because that was the only way they could
touch . Brother Wang was the same. We chatted and laughed, touching each other as we drove back to the city. That day, I didn't even ask Brother Wang for the fare. Ever since
I started driving a motorcycle taxi and having my breasts touched, I've had to take a thorough shower every day, washing myself repeatedly. Sometimes
when I shower, I see my breasts are indeed very dirty because so many hands have touched them almost daily. After showering, I try on the underwear Brother Wang gave me
. I blushed even before putting it on. The two pairs are different. One is a thong, with only a small piece of fabric
covering my pubic hair, and just a strap at the back. The other is an open-crotch pair; there's fabric on the buttocks, but the front
is open at the bottom, revealing my pubic hair and vulva. It's tied at the sides with strings. I tried it on and took it off immediately
, afraid my husband would see it when he gets home. Actually, at night, unless it's my period, I
usually only wear a nightgown, completely naked underneath. Even with two elderly people at home, my husband doesn't say anything. If I wear underwear, he makes me take it off, saying that as long as it's
comfortable , it's fine, and the elderly won't know. Actually, it's so my husband can easily touch me when no one's around. But my husband
has definitely never seen this kind of underwear before, and he'll definitely say something if I wear it, unless he knows first. That night, after I got into the dorm, while
my husband had nursed me, touched my breasts, and started making love, I told him while he was penetrating me, "I was riding my motorcycle,
the engine was running, and it got really hot down there. I bought two small pairs of underwear to keep things cool. I don't know if you
think they're okay." My husband was just focused on what he was doing and said, "Whatever you like, it's up to you." Because I earn over
300
yuan a day, I have some extra money, and my husband is being generous. He's enjoying himself right now and doesn't even look at the underwear I mentioned.
The next day, I put on the thong that Brother Wang bought me. Of course, Brother Wang wasn't forgetting to wait for me at the bridge. Before I even got on the bus, he asked
if I was wearing it. I nodded to indicate that I was. Brother Wang said, "Okay, is it comfortable?" I nodded again,
blushing . Brother Wang got on, and before he could stop, he squeezed my breasts. Then he slipped his hand inside my skirt. Because the thong's string was
elastic, it was easy for Brother Wang to touch me. Luckily, he didn't touch inside my vagina, but his penis kept
pressing against . Riding the bike, the skirt felt really cool in the wind. Because it was a thong, there was only one string on my buttocks,
it felt like I wasn't wearing underwear at all, it felt empty. When I got off, I only charged Brother Wang the normal fare. To be honest,
only Brother Wang has ever touched my genitals, except for my husband, of course. Other men have tried to touch me, but I didn't allow it, so they only touched
my breasts. It's not that I didn't want them to touch me, they're all my customers, I was afraid some of them would be so eager as to insert it inside my vagina, which would cause
diseases. Brother Wang was fair-skinned and clean, and he was my first customer, even buying underwear, it seemed like we had some kind of bond
, so I let him have his way.
Every day, people would touch my breasts, sometimes one after another. Occasionally, someone would even pinch my buttocks through my skirt.
I felt like I was hooked, and I couldn't stop. Sometimes I even hoped someone would touch me. I found myself becoming more and more slutty.
Every night, I wanted my husband to suck my breasts and penetrate me. When my husband was tired, I would let him use his hand. I wore the underwear that Brother Wang bought me almost every day,
wearing one pair today and another pair tomorrow. Every day, Brother Wang would touch my whole body. One noon, it started to rain. Brother Wang
had to go to another town on business. I had prepared a raincoat, a double one, which we all had on our motorcycles, so we could carry
passengers as needed. When Brother Wang got on, we each wore a hat, but we were together below. As soon as Brother Wang got on, he said, "Today
is fine, no one can see." He pulled up my t-
shirt, exposing my entire breast. It was almost like
I was driving naked. Actually, from the side, you could see my lower body, and maybe even part of my breast.
I said, "Don't do that." He said, "You can't see it. Even if you do, it doesn't matter. It's just a little bit." After playing with the top for a while, Brother Wang
started playing with the bottom. He was wearing an open-crotch skirt today, and he slipped his hand inside,
touching the pubic hair and the opening. He stroked the flesh and then the pubic hair, gently tugging at individual hairs. Because he was wearing a raincoat, the wind
couldn't the skirt up, so he used both hands, pulling the pubic hair and pinching the flesh, occasionally probing the entrance of the opening with a finger,
which felt very good. I didn't dare drive fast, as the town he was going to was quite far. I said, "Are you in a hurry? I don't dare drive fast
like this ." He said, "No, I just need to get there before I get off work." I said, "What about me?" Brother Wang said,
"Wait for me, I'll come back together after I finish my business." I was only driving at 20 miles per hour, and he kept making me
wet. When Brother Wang saw I was wet, he would gently tug at my pubic hair, then pull harder and probe deeper
, tugging and probing repeatedly, making my heart and lower body itch so much. I really wanted him to keep tugging, because
what followed was pleasure down there. On the road, the rain stopped, and there were pedestrians. My raincoat was wet, and
I couldn't take it off immediately; I had to let it dry in the wind. I don't know when, but I noticed Brother Wang pulling on my
underwear. He had already untied the straps on both sides, and he quickly took it off. I didn't have a bag, because I had
n't worn one since I started wearing skirts. All the money I collected was in the trunk of the car. He just showed me my underwear.
I laughed and said I'd keep it safe for you. When he pulled down my pants from behind, my skirt was pulled up along with it
, and now I was sitting on the bike with my bare bottom exposed. Brother Wang started playing with my lower body again. This time it was even easier for him
because my legs were spread open while I was riding, making it easy for him. However, since I was sitting down, he could only
penetrate a little, but some of my fluid started flowing out, seemingly a lot. Brother Wang got more and more excited, even calling
me lewd. I said anyone would do that, but Brother Wang became increasingly audacious. When we passed pedestrians, he
would intentionally lift my skirt, letting them see my bare lower body, only my stockings. Luckily,
no one here recognized me, and the bike just lurched past. But I saw in the rearview mirror that passersby were
pointing at me; they must have seen I wasn't wearing pants. At first, I was a little shy, but after Brother Wang did it a few times, I found it very
exciting. Plus, when no one was around, Brother Wang was touching me from both the front and back, and when he lifted my skirt, the wind felt cool and comfortable.
It took us over three hours to drive 60 kilometers, and we arrived at 5 PM
. Brother Wang told me to wait for him, and he took
my underwear again. I was left wandering around this unfamiliar town, naked in my skirt, waiting for him.
Around 6:30 PM
, Brother Wang still hadn't come out. I was getting anxious. I decided to tell my
husband said I might be late getting home because I had picked up a passenger from afar. My husband told me to be careful and
come back early.
Brother Wang finally came out at 7 PM and said, "Have you waited long enough? Thanks for your trouble." I said, "Yes, if he hadn't come out, I would
have don't have your phone number. Give me my pants back." Brother Wang said, "Wear them or not."
It was like an order. I had no choice but to go to a small shop with him and buy some dry food. He kept pinching my buttocks along the way,
just like my husband does. He even whispered in my ear, "
It's almost like touching a naked butt."
I kicked him,
and many people turned to look at us. Afterwards, I walked with him around the street. He ran into some acquaintances and waited for them to talk.
By the time we left, it was almost 8
o'clock. He kept acting crazy the whole way. I had a raincoat on the way here, but I didn't have one now.
He wouldn't let me sit down in my skirt, and the wind kept blowing it up, exposing my lower body. He even said it was cool.
It made me both laugh and cry. People kept turning around to look. Luckily, there weren't many pedestrians, but whenever a car passed by, he would lift up
my t-
shirt, exposing my breasts to oncoming vehicles. I was driving with both hands, so I couldn't pull my clothes down. The car
sped by, and I don't know if people saw my breasts. He didn't do anything when cars came from behind because
he was blocking the view, so I didn't lift my skirt. But when a motorcycle overtook me, he would lift my skirt to let people know I was
driving naked. Two motorcyclists even slowed down to look. I cursed at him, and he sped away, but they still saw me
. Halfway there, Brother Wang said, "Let's stop and rest for a bit." I actually agreed. The car was parked on the side of the road
with its small lights on. I parked on a straight road because I was afraid of causing an accident on the curve. This played right into Wang Ge's hands again.
After parking, Wang Ge said he wanted to suckle my breasts. I said many people had touched them that day, and they were dirty and hadn't been washed. He didn't care about any of that and
just started suckling, not caring that we were on the road. When someone walked by, I would turn my back and hug him, as if
we were lovers. But he didn't. He wanted me to suckle one breast in front of pedestrians while exposing the other one for
them to see. I couldn't pull him away. Luckily, it was dark, so they couldn't see clearly, but it would have been terrible if a car came. Because it was a straight road,
the headlights shone on us from a distance; it would be impossible for the people in the car not to see us. After he had enough of my breasts, he wanted to lick my vulva. He made
me kneel on the motorcycle, holding onto the bike with both hands, and then he licked my buttocks from behind. I said if a car came, I would
pull down . He said okay. I did as he said. At first, he would pull down my skirt when a car passed by, but there were too many cars,
so he stopped pulling it down. Cars coming from behind could see me clearly. At first, I scolded him, but later I
didn't care anymore. I couldn't do anything about it, so I just let him do what he wanted and let others see. Eventually, he stripped me naked—well, not
completely naked, I was still wearing stockings—and made me lie on the motorcycle. I closed my eyes and let him do as he pleased. I knew that many cars
slowed down when they passed by. He let me move aside so that people could see me without any obstruction. He didn't
let me drive away until he was satisfied. I didn't care anymore. I put on my helmet, still naked, and started the engine. Brother Wang put my
clothes between his legs and sat behind me. I drove the motorcycle quickly, completely naked, until we were almost in the city. Only then, at Brother Wang
's suggestion, did I put on my clothes and skirt. Brother Wang gave me two hundred yuan, but I only took one hundred
. I asked Brother Wang
why he did this to me. He said he wanted to cultivate a super slut as his mistress.
From then on, I became Brother Wang's mistress. Later, I learned that Brother Wang was the deputy mayor. Other mayors and secretaries have
official cars , but deputy mayors don't. Since I became his mistress, I became Brother Wang's personal
driver for any business he needed to run, even though it was just a motorcycle. I never charged him for the ride, and he still enjoyed special services. He also
let his friends enjoy my breasts. I said that I would never let anyone else touch my vagina except my husband. To
this day still doesn't know that the breasts he touches every night are shared by the male customers who ride with me on my motorcycle, nor does he know that the vagina he penetrates every night is
shared by another person. He only knows that I have contributed a lot to the family, and the mortgage is almost paid off. When he asks me
why have so much business every day, I just say that it's because of my good skills and good service. He has no idea what kind of service I provide
.
A Female
Motorcycle Taxi Driver's
Account (Continued)
As mentioned before, after becoming Brother Wang's mistress, he continued his
plan . Besides running my
motorcycle taxi
business, I drove Brother Wang around every day, receiving
gifts from him from time to time. This also increased my regular customers, leading to a steady rise in income, mostly from adult
men.
Because of my fame as a "
breast girl
," sometimes older men would come to touch me. Plus, the gifts Brother Wang
bought were all super sexy dresses and lingerie, so my attire became increasingly sexy and revealing,
some even semi-transparent. However, there were two very transparent dresses I dared not wear. The dresses Brother Wang bought
all had side slits for convenience; by pulling down the zipper, I could reach inside and touch my breasts, otherwise, everyone
outside would see. Honestly, in the half-year I've been driving the motorcycle taxi, I feel my breasts have grown a bit. I don't know if it's because...
It's because I get stimulated by men touching me every day. Since I met Brother Wang, he's been the happiest person I've ever been.
He touches my breasts and my vagina almost every day, though we rarely actually have sex. He just likes to let me expose myself. Once, he was going back to his
hometown and asked me to drive him. His home was far away, and there were mountain roads. I don't know how many times he exposed my breasts along the way. Whenever
he saw someone, he would say "
Oh!"
and lift up my clothes to let them see. He even intentionally lifted them up and grabbed them with his hands to show others.
I didn't care and just drove my car because I was already used to it. I thought it was fine as long as he didn't lift my skirt, but even if
he did, there was nothing I could do. I wasn't wearing open-crotch pants today, just a thong, which was hard to take off. If I couldn't be naked down there
, he wouldn't have the energy. Otherwise, I would have taken it off. Because there weren't many people here, my breasts
bounced up and down with the shaking of the car on the mountain road. Brother Wang was inside, touching them and laughing. He said it felt so good to bounce. He said there was a small river after the bend and
he wanted to swim. I said, "Go ahead." There were already people swimming in the river, but they were all men. I said, "Go ahead,
I'll wait for you here." Brother Wang refused and insisted that I wash with him. I said I didn't have a swimsuit, but he said I could swim like this.
I said it wouldn't work because I didn't have a bra. Then he remembered that if I took my clothes off, I would be shirtless like a man. He said "oh"
and still dragged me to the river to watch him wash. Actually, I was very hot as soon as the car stopped and was sweating profusely. Brother Wang
saw this and insisted that I wash. He even took off my clothes, leaving me only in a thong, and went into the water with Brother
Wang . The river wasn't wide to begin with, and there were actually a lot of swimmers swimming around. When they saw a
woman with her upper body bare go into the water, they all swam towards me. The mountain river water was very clear, and you could see my breasts even in the water. From
behind it looked like I wasn't wearing anything. After riding the bike, the rope on my butt had long since been pulled into my crotch, and all
you could see was a thin white strap around my waist. I really couldn't hide; there were people all around me. My best stroke is the breaststroke. The men
all stand and watch me swim. I swim on the surface, my breasts hanging down, my buttocks facing up, my legs stretching and contracting, opening and closing.
Brother Wang says watching me is like swimming naked. When my legs are spread, you can see my labia, which is very exciting. Because
the water only reaches my waist, if I stand up, all my breasts are exposed. I have to keep swimming until I get tired before
standing up . It's bad enough that people are watching, but the worst thing is that Brother Wang insists on washing me in the water.
He scrubs me all over, regardless of whether I agree or not. He scrubs my pubic hair, and it's even more exposed since I ca
n't . At first, I tried to cover myself with my hands, and I would bury my head when others looked. Later, I just let
him do it and raised my head, as if no one was watching. Some men even asked Brother Wang if he wanted them to
scrub me. Brother Wang said, "
This is my wife, do you dare? You're already being generous by letting you see her."
The men in the mountains were honest;
they just gathered around to watch. But I think this was the most exciting scene they'd ever seen.
Seeing so many men looking at my naked body, coupled with Brother Wang's constant rubbing, made me forget everything and
only know how to enjoy it. Before I knew it, I had even put my hand inside Brother Wang's underwear. I really wanted someone to penetrate my
little hole . Because we were all in the water, except for my breasts which were clearly visible on the surface, the underwater parts were not
very clear due to the swaying of the water. Brother Wang did this for about 20 minutes, only inserting his hand into my little hole. I think I must have been wet
because I was so numb that I couldn't stand up straight and almost fell into the water. When Brother Wang saw me like this, he took me ashore.
Although I was wearing a thong, with my back to them, I looked like a completely naked woman. Not a single
man didn't look at me. Some even said that this woman was really bold, and others said that it would be great if she were my wife. Once ashore,
I turned to grab my shirt, and all the men stared wide-eyed at my breasts because they were sticking out when I bent over to put on my shoes. Brother Wang
even lightly slapped my bottom and said, "Hurry up." Brother Wang, wearing only his underwear and holding up my skirt
, walked ahead towards our motorcycle. I put on my high heels and, wearing only my thong, followed behind, naked.
Because the road was uneven, the people in the river watched me until I disappeared before turning back. Catching up with Brother Wang, I said, "
This
is another one of your plans
, isn't it?" Brother Wang just laughed and said, "
Don't you like it too? Look at how engrossed you are, you're
getting bolder and bolder." I said, "
You took your clothes off too." He said, "
I'm training you, not me. Is
this how you ride now?"
I said, "
I want you to fuck me."
He said, "
When I come back tonight." I knew he was afraid others
would see his naked body, but he liked others seeing me. I said, "
We're almost at your hometown, and you're still making me
ride ? Aren't you afraid people will talk about you?"
Only then did he let me put my clothes on, and I rode carefully all the way back to his
home. He only told his family that I was a "
motorcycle taxi driver"
and also his friend. The old man kept looking at me and saying that I
was a . Actually, I'm older than his son and not really a girl anymore. I waited for him at his house while chatting with his mother, and
he went to do his own thing.
We stayed at Wang Ge's house until after breakfast and dinner before heading back. As soon as we started driving, Wang Ge started touching me again,
constantly pulling at my pubic hair and spreading my labia with his hands, forcing my thong inside. It made
me very uncomfortable. Because of the wind, my skirt was already blown up to my waist, but luckily I was sitting, so
no one could see my pubic hair or labia; they just thought I wasn't wearing pants. I was driving at 35 km/h when Wang Ge told me to slow down,
saying he wanted to really do it to me outside because it was dark. Actually, Wang Ge rarely actually penetrates me; it's rare.
He mostly uses his hands. He's never let anyone else see his... well, you know. It wasn't a big deal, and it didn't last long
. It didn't excite me much. I don't know if it's some kind of lewdness in my bones, but when I'm exposed and people
are watching, my lust comes out. When the car slows down and people pass by and look at me, I get that feeling. Plus,
Brother Wang intentionally lifts up my clothes and shakes my breasts, so I feel like I want to have sex. As it gets dark,
just like last time, Brother Wang makes me stop the car on the side of the road, and he makes me strip naked right there on the highway. When no cars are coming,
he keeps touching me, and when cars are coming, he keeps inserting his hand into my vagina, making me
stick my butt out high on the motorcycle, as if afraid that others won't see me. I listen to him, and I also feel a bit
excited After about ten minutes, I was very wet down there, and I said, "Brother Wang, aren't you going to really do it? Come on."
When no cars were coming, Brother Wang took off his pants and used his little guy to penetrate me from behind. When cars came, he pulled out and
kicked me behind him, making me face the oncoming cars, as if he was afraid people would see his genitals, which made me very uncomfortable. Later,
he made me lie diagonally on the motorcycle, with one leg hanging down and the other leg raised to penetrate me, but his was too short, so it only penetrated a little
. When cars came, he only used his hand to penetrate me. After the cars passed, he did it again. This went on for three cars before he ejaculated inside me.
But don't underestimate his size, he ejaculated quite a lot because his testicles are not small. Maybe that's why
Brother Wang is so afraid of people seeing his genitals. Fortunately, I had an IUD inserted after having my child, so I'm not afraid of getting pregnant.
Afterwards, Brother Wang said he felt great, and I said I did too. Actually, I didn't feel good at all. Now I want to go home early. I'm
afraid my husband will wait too long for me. Brother Wang is really not as good as my husband. My husband can last a long time, but
he 's not as romantic or crazy as Brother Wang. Tonight, I'll go home and let my husband satisfy me. Brother Wang wanted me to ride my bike back like that night
, so I rode naked again. This time, I didn't dare ride too slowly; sometimes
cars would follow me slowly from behind, making it look like I was riding during the day. It wasn't until we were almost in our county that
Brother Wang let me put on my clothes and ride into town.
When I got home, my husband had already showered and was watching TV, waiting for me. My father-in-law and the others were already asleep. As soon as I got home, I collapsed
onto the sofa. My husband saw how tired I was and prepared a bath for me. I asked him to wash me, saying I was too
tired, so I didn't move an inch and let him wash me completely. My husband is so pitiful. He has
no idea that he was exhausted by another man not long ago, and he doesn't know how many men have seen his
wife naked. After showering, my husband brought me one of my completely transparent nightgowns. I said I bought it myself
, but it was actually one of two transparent dresses that Brother Wang bought for me—one white silk and one black silk. He put
the white one on me, so it looked like I wasn't wearing any clothes. Only the folds and the hem were white;
the rest was all flesh. We watched TV for a while, and my husband's penis was already hard, before we went back to our dorm room
to start what I hadn't gotten satisfied with.
My husband is very honest. He was a good student in high school, and we were deskmates. Because I never wore a bra,
male teachers often lectured next to me during summer classes and would even explain problems to me. Even though my neckline was high and I was engrossed in writing
, the teachers could still see my breasts. My husband would tell the teachers he would help me explain, and that's how they
left . My grades were never very good, and my husband married me because he was attracted to my figure and face.
However, because I didn't wear a bra, I always dressed very conservatively. Under Wang Ge's tutelage, I became bolder, and
my husband liked that, saying I was becoming more and more womanly. It's gotten to the point where I wear almost exclusively sexy clothes in the summer.
The hallway at home is filled with thongs, open-crotch pants, fishnet stockings, fishnet pantyhose, or open-crotch tights,
high-waisted tops, low-cut tops, low-strapped mini skirts, and very short skirts. We never hang a bra in our house. I
usually clip my underwear to a rack to dry, along with my husband's, my in-laws', and other socks. My mother-in-law
often frowns when she sees what I'm drying, but my father-in-law is different. I've seen him look at my underwear a few times, and
sometimes he even sticks his finger into the crotch hole, though he doesn't know someone is watching. Because our family wasn't well
-off , the apartment we bought was only 120
square meters with one bathroom. There's a separate area for
urinating and showering inside, and a separate area for washing hands and face outside. I often get up once at night to pee, and sometimes I
run into my father-in-law using the toilet. I almost always go to the bathroom in my pajamas, except occasionally when my husband and I are in a rush and I need to pee, in which case I'll
go naked. But now I wear that see-through nightgown a lot, and when I see my father-in-law, it's like I'm not wearing anything at all.
The first couple of times I saw him, I ran away quickly, and he just told me to slow down and not to fall. After a few times, I
stopped running and just let him look at me calmly. I even told him not to get cold. A few times, when we both needed to use
the toilet, we tried to let each other go first. My father-in-law would say, "Xiaoqin, you go first." I'd say, "Dad, you go first." After a lot of back and forth, he'd still
push me in, saying, "Be good, you go first, I'll wait for you." Several times when he was pushing me, he would inadvertently
rub my breasts, and sometimes my waist and buttocks. Every time I came out, I saw my father-in-law's underwear bulging
. I thought his penis must be similar to my husband's; people say it's hereditary. But I've never actually
seen his penis.
Sometimes when I come home early at night, my father-in-law always glances at my chest and under my skirt. He also often comes
over to help me with housework, constantly trying to see my breasts and between my legs. He wasn't like this before.
Even when we lived in the countryside, when my husband was a teacher and I was home alone, he didn't act like this. Maybe I dressed more conservatively then, not as
revealingly as I do now. My husband teaches chemistry and has graduating classes every year, so he's away from home two or three days a week. Lately, I don't know
why , but my biological clock seems to be similar to my father-in-law's. We always run into each other when we go to the toilet at night. One night
, after I finished using the toilet, I slowly washed my hands, and my father-in-law came out and said, "Xiao Qin, you have a really good figure. Yuan Jun is so lucky.
" I said, "Dad, what are you saying? Mom is doing great too." My father-in-law said, "Your mother is an old woman, how could she act like this? She
never did this when she was young, let alone now." In the past, in rural areas, it was common for women to be older than men. My
father-in-law is six
years younger than my mother-in-law. He's 62 now, and she's 68. Seeing him staring at me blankly, I
thought, "If strangers can touch me, I might as well let him touch me too." So I said, "Dad, if you want to touch me, just do it
. Yuanjun isn't home anyway." My father-in-law didn't expect me to let him touch my body. His hand trembled as he reached under my nightgown, gently
grabbing and kneading my breasts, saying, "So smooth, so elastic, your flesh is so tender." He touched my entire body,
pinching every place he wanted. I was already wet, and the thought of my father-in-law touching me aroused me again.
Finally, he touched my vulva and said, "Xiaoqin, you're so wet! Yuanjun is so lucky."
I said, "Aren't you lucky too?" I meant to say, "Aren't you touching me right now?" My father-in-law misunderstood and said, "Your mother
's not wet anymore. It's rare for her to get wet, and she has to spit on me several times before she can get it done. She's so weak." When my father-in-law touched me
, I got even wetter, and my little hole felt tight. I said, "Dad, let's go to my room." My father-in-law said, "Is it okay
?" I said, "It's like this, what's wrong with it?" So I pulled my father-in-law into my husband's and my bedroom.
My father-in-law 's
penis
is really big, just not as hard as my husband's or Wang Ge's, but it was easy for him to get inside me.
My father-in-law slowly thrust into me, initially supporting himself with his hands, but later he just sat on top of me and thrust up and down with his buttocks.
Later, my father-in-law was about to ejaculate and said, "Xiaoqin, I'm going to ejaculate, can you pull out and ejaculate?" I knew he was worried about me and afraid I
would get pregnant , so I said, "Dad, just ejaculate inside, it's okay." He was very happy and ejaculated inside me. He
was tired and stayed on top of me for a long time before getting off and going back to his room. (To be continued)
Female "
motorcycle taxi driver's"
narration (continued)
Thank you for listening to my story.
Since I had a relationship with my father-in-law, I have met him almost every night and he has been able to touch
my breasts. I have no reward for him. He is a farmer with no income, and all his money comes from me. I can't
give him money so he can touch me and then take my own money. Lately, he has been very energetic and very good to me. It is
much hotter in the city than in the countryside in the summer. My mother-in-law is clamoring to go back to the countryside, and my husband's older sister also called to ask the two elders
to come over , but my father-in-law just won't go, saying, "I'm fine living in the city, it's inconvenient to go to another house." She just wouldn't leave,
so my mother-in-law went to my older sister's house alone, leaving my father-in-law at home. Actually, I knew it was because of me that he
didn't want to leave. It was better that he didn't go; he could help me with some housework and buy groceries. This way, I
had more time alone with my father-in-law. Whenever my husband had class and wasn't home, my father-in-law would sleep in my room. He
didn't sleep with me for anything; he just touched my breasts, looked at my body, and we chatted. My father-in-law liked
my breasts. He said my mother-in-law's breasts were flat and small, as flat as a man's. I asked my father-in-law, "Dad,
have you ever drunk Mom's milk?" He said, "Yes, I drank it when I gave birth to your older sister. I only drank it twice. Afterwards, your mother said, 'The baby
didn't have to drink, and you were too small,' so she wouldn't let me drink it. After that, when I said I wanted to drink it, she would say I was too small, so I did
n't drink it anymore. Now, even if you ask me to drink it, I won't." I said, "Then drink mine, Dad." Dad was so happy, saying he never expected to get to drink his
daughter-in-law 's milk instead of his own wife's. My father-in-law's generation didn't know what
love was; they only knew that men were on top. One night, I bent over like a puppy, letting him do it from behind.
He so excited, saying he'd never done it like this before. I said, "Dad, just look at me every day, see if it's comfortable." He said,
"Of course it's comfortable. Don't even mention fucking, just seeing you like this makes me incredibly comfortable." Looking at my backside, he said, "Xiao
Qin, your pussy is so beautiful." I didn't want to write that word originally, firstly because I couldn't write it, and secondly because it sounded awful.
I asked my husband, "You went to university, how do you write the word '
pussy' ?" He said, "It's not in the dictionary. I heard it's ' corpse' with 'hole' below ." Later, I saw the word, copied it, and pasted it here . My father-in-law said my " pussy" was beautiful, so I asked him, "Dad, Mom's is different." My father-in-law said, "It's different. Your mother can't compare to you. Your mother's is just two pieces of flesh, long and hanging down. Unlike yours, which is plump and you can even see your hole in the middle." He added, "Xiao Qin, it even has individual pieces." Little did he know, it was because he was looking at me like that, touching my buttocks, and saying those things, that I got a little excited, my vagina tightening . I laughed and said, "Dad, stop talking, just start fucking her." My father-in-law quickly came up behind me and fucked me. Later, I taught my father-in-law many different ways to make love. He said the most comfortable way was for him to be on top while I was on the bottom, so he wouldn't have to exert himself and could still feel her breasts. I laughed at him and said, "Dad, you know how to enjoy yourself. I'm tired." Once, when I sucked on his semi-erect and long penis with my mouth, he got incredibly excited and said, "Xiao Qin, you can't do this !" I told him, "Dad, this is how men and women make love." My father-in-law hugged me and cried, saying, "Qin'er, it was you who taught me about the true nature of men and women." Ever since my relationship with him began, he's been very caring. He often prepares dinner before I get home, asking if I like it and what I like to eat, and then he'll cook it for me. Sometimes, when he's too busy to wash my skirts and underwear, he'll wash them and hang them outside when I get home in the evening . He loves and cares for me just like my husband. When my husband is home, my father-in-law has never entered my room. My husband knows nothing about my relationship with him, and we both respect him just the same. I continued working as a motorcycle taxi driver, still letting people grope my breasts. Many people know " Milk Girl," some understand the meaning, some don't. Many men who work as motorcycle taxi drivers know it. One day , while carrying a passenger, someone called out "Yuan Qin." I was startled, thinking, "Who knows me?" I turned around and saw it was Liu Zhong, a high school classmate, calling me. A motorcycle taxi driver said, "Her name isn't Yuan Qin, it's Milk Girl." I said, "Get lost." I started chatting with Liu Zhong. He was there on business, helping a friend with something, and he was calling a motorcycle taxi . He asked what I did, and I said I drove a motorcycle taxi. So he got on my vehicle. After he got on, Liu Zhong asked me, "Why do they call you ' Milk Girl'?" Actually, when he got on, the motorcycle taxi driver had already loudly said, "You can touch her breasts." Liu Zhong asked me, but I didn't answer him. He said, "Is it like that?" So I told him how I became " Milk Girl ." Actually, Liu Zhong had liked me since high school, but I liked my deskmate's husband and ignored him. Later, he asked me if he could touch me. Actually, he had already started touching me, so my answer would have been unnecessary. Since we were classmates, Liu Zhong touched both my breasts and my genitals. That day I was wearing open-crotch underwear, and I didn't really stop him. Liu Zhong didn't expect me to be so open and said, "Did you intentionally wear underwear like this so people could touch you?" I said, "No, no one touches my genitals. It's just that my genitals get hot when I ride my bike, and nobody knows." I didn't tell him about only letting Brother Wang touch me. When we got to where he was, Liu Zhong asked to have sex with me and become his mistress. Looking at the tall Liu Zhong, and remembering that he had a crush on me when we were in school, I agreed. Liu Zhong took me to his friend's factory, then went straight to his place. He immediately brought me a basin of water to wipe my body, and after washing his face, he wanted to have sex with me. Liu Zhong quickly stripped me naked, leaving me only in a pair of stockings. He also stripped naked, his penis already erect, large and long. Looking at my breasts, Liu Zhong said while sucking, "I knew you didn't wear a bra. I didn't expect you to still be like this. Is it a real allergy or a fake one ? Naturally grown, they're really nice. They're the softest, most tender, and most elastic breasts I've ever seen."

The guy got a huge advantage. I looked at Liu Zhong's penis; it was longer than my husband's and father-in-law's, and Wang Ge couldn't even compare
. Liu Zhong used his hand to manipulate my penis, slowly rotating it inside, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, occasionally
sucking on my clitoris and gently biting it, making me constantly leak fluid. Honestly, no one had ever
done this to me before. It was so exciting and pleasurable; I don't know how much fluid I leaked. Only then did Liu Zhong use his long, big penis to penetrate me,
using many methods. Really, I felt like I was in heaven. Just in terms of penetration, Liu Zhong had a knack for it. From then on, Liu Zhong
became another sexual partner of mine, almost like Wang Ge, a mistress who was always at my beck and call. I only asked Liu Zhong
not to call me "
Milk Girl" in front of my husband, but to call me " Slut Girl"
when we were alone, and I agreed. Liu Zhong satisfied me sexually, while Brother Wang satisfied me in terms of self-expression. Brother Wang really had his tricks. Not long after Liu Zhong and I reunited, he called me and asked me to drive him to a neighboring county on business. He wanted me to wear the transparent black gauze midi skirt he had bought me, and the underwear he had also bought me. I agreed, but when I tried it on that night, I found it was far too transparent, and the skirt wasn't big enough to ride a motorcycle comfortably. I called Brother Wang back and said, "Brother Wang, that skirt is too small; it's hard to ride. Can I change into something else?" Brother Wang said, "Then wear that white gauze one; that one has a bigger skirt." That was the one I mentioned earlier that I wore at home, but it was practically like I wasn't wearing anything at all. I really didn't dare wear it out during the day. So I had no choice but to put on that mid-length dress with a high neckline, loose chest, and fitted waist, with low slits on both sides of the armpits. I tried on my underwear inside. I first put on the thong and looked at myself in the mirror. It was okay in the front, you could only see part of my hair and my breasts were vaguely visible. But when I turned around, it was too revealing , like a naked woman with only a rope around her waist. I didn't dare to wear it out. So I changed into the open-crotch one . That way, you could see from the back. There was a piece of cloth covering my buttocks. It wasn't big, but it was better than nothing. It was still acceptable in the front. Since the dress was black, the hair showing in the crotch was also black, so it wasn't very clear. Even if I walked on the street, you couldn't see my labia. So I decided to wear this outfit with Brother Wang to the neighboring county town tomorrow. I also wore a pair of lace stockings. The next day was sunny, and wearing a helmet was too hot, so I wore one of those trendy sun hats with UV protection and sunglasses. I left my apartment complex early; only the security guard saw me. I was afraid that if I stayed late, more people would come and go and see me, even though I didn't know many people in the complex, and even less outside. I wasn't worried then. Riding a bike in this skirt was really uncomfortable; my legs felt tight. So I had to pull the skirt up, but that meant my crotch was exposed while riding. Anyone passing by could see it if they wanted to. There was nothing I could do about it; I figured no one would see it while I was riding, and it would be fine once I got off. Brother Wang was very pleased with my outfit, and we chatted and laughed as we set off. Seeing how didn't reach in to touch my breasts. You might ask, how could he reach in? Actually, the dress had a low- cut design under the armpits and zippers on both sides, so it would have been easy to touch it. Brother Wang just touched the breasts and pinched the nipples a little before we set off. Along the way, he made several phone calls, saying that he would go shopping and to a temple called Xiangzhu Temple after he finished his business. I didn't understand what he was saying while I was driving. Actually, as soon as we arrived in the county town and parked the car, we went out on the street. Even when we first entered the town, I saw many people looking at us. I knew it must be because my clothes were too sexy, too revealing, and too fashionable. Now that we were walking in the town, even more people were looking at us, and people kept pointing at me. I ignored them and just walked on the street with Brother Wang. I asked Brother Wang to take a " tricycle," and Brother Wang said, "Let's go, it's not far. " I had no choice but to walk with him in high heels, letting people stare at me like this. Last night, under the lights, it wasn't very clear, but it's a different story during the day. Plus, in the sunlight, my breasts are clearly visible. Brother Wang said you could see some pubic hair sticking out from the side. I said, "It's you! You made me a model!" But there's nothing I can do. Luckily, I don't know anyone in this city. But who would recognize this as the once plain-looking Yuan Qin? We went shopping and into restaurants, and everywhere we went, people stared at me with wide eyes. In the afternoon, Brother Wang and I went to Xiangzhu Temple. Some worshippers said, "How can you let her into the temple?" We ignored them. I offered incense and kowtowed to the Bodhisattva. But every time I burned incense and kowtowed, many people pointed and talked behind me. Brother Wang was standing behind me too, ignoring them. A woman said, "Have you seen enough? It's all so clear. Let's go." Then she added, "You slut," and pulled the man away. The man didn't want to leave. He kept turning back to look at me as he walked, saying, "So many people are looking, why can't I?" I knew he was talking about me. Later, I asked Brother Wang why. He said, "When you kowtowed, your buttocks were raised so high, your cunt was exposed. Everyone behind you saw it, even the monks ." After that, I didn't kneel and kowtow at the next two Buddha statues. I just bent over and put my hands together in a "B" shape, but people around me were still staring at me. The monks were also staring intently at my breasts. A few said, "Kneel down and kowtow! Only kowtowing is sincere." I knew they wanted to see my cunt. I glanced at them and ignored them. After worshipping the Buddha, we went out for tea and a rest. Many people followed us, keeping the owner very busy. While we were having tea, Brother Wang left me for more than ten minutes, saying someone was looking for him. When he came back, he said, "Let's go back ." Actually, I wanted to play a little longer, but I said, "Let's walk around a bit more." Brother Wang said, "Haven't you let people see enough yet? It's already past 4 pm." So Brother Wang and I took a tricycle to where I parked my motorcycle and rode home. On the way, Brother Wang gave me 500 yuan, saying, "Here, this is what you earned today." It turned out that the men who had been following us were acquaintances . They had bet that Brother Wang would take me to their city, saying I was the sexiest, most provocative woman. They didn't believe him when he described what I would wear, so they each bet 200 yuan. I cursed at Brother Wang. Now I realize why Brother Wang was so obedient when he came; he was busy contacting them, betting on me. I think he might even sell me to his friends someday. Sure enough, not long after I returned to the city, maybe 20 days later, Brother Wang asked me to dress the same way as that day and go to a teahouse called Miaoquan by the river in our city. He and three friends were playing mahjong. When I got there, he asked a waitress to let me pour tea for them. Brother Wang told me to pour tea for them one by one. Every time I poured tea for one person, his friend would touch my breasts through my skirt and even reach under my skirt to pull my pubic hair. I quickly jumped away.

Kai said, "Brother Wang, look at them like this." Brother Wang laughed, "What are they like? They didn't lose anything. Just play cards with us properly, and
we'll give you a share if we win." I knew he didn't allow anyone to touch my private parts, but I was being generous today. Actually, I
've been fearless ever since I became Liu Zhong's mistress, but Brother Wang just didn't know that. They kept asking me to pour tea,
and even before I finished, they kept asking me to pour more. They all wanted to touch me, sometimes two at a time. When I finished pouring their tea, my panties
suddenly fell down. I couldn't win the fight; they had untied the knots on both sides of my panties while I was pouring their tea.
They wouldn't give them back, so I had to serve the four of them naked, letting one touch and pinch, another pull and
insert. In the end, Brother Wang even told me to take off my skirt completely, leaving me only wearing stockings and high heels. I thought
I might be gang-raped by the four of them. My juices kept flowing, and they all said I was
slutty , a real catch. I went along with it, just waiting for four different penises to penetrate me. But I was wrong. They
didn't use their penises on me, they just used their hands to penetrate my vagina, and they didn't even do that until they left. Later, I asked Brother Wang why, and he
said he didn't gamble on it and was afraid I had an STD. Actually, Brother Wang knew I was clean.
Under Brother Wang's tutelage, I became bolder and more lewd. I might even dare to do a striptease naked
in . If someone asked me to let them have my vagina, I might agree.

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