I don't like wearing underwear

Ru's home is located at the foot of the hill behind the school. Every morning, she, who loves sports, always gets up early to prepare her school supplies and then goes to the school's back playground for some exercise.

This morning, around five o'clock, Ru was already fully equipped and ready to go to school.

I got up especially early today, looked at my watch, and it wasn't even five o'clock yet! That means I can play a little more today—how exciting! I'm a good student who gets up early every day to run on the school's back playground before going to class.

Since I joined the group, my morning exercise time is no longer boring, because now running feels very exciting and fun.

I prepare my exercise and school clothes at home in advance, but today my workout clothes are specially made: a pure cotton sweat-wicking top and sweat-wicking shorts.

My figure isn't anything special, except that my chest is fairly full and my leg curves are quite perfect.

If I had to categorize myself, I'd say I'm the kind of girl with a sweet appearance! What I like most about this workout outfit is how well it absorbs sweat. I run for about twenty minutes every day on the back track, and after I finish exercising, the sweat-wicking shirt clings tightly to the areas where sweat tends to accumulate most—my chest and genitals.

I don't wear any underwear before going to school to avoid the discomfort of sweat-soaked undergarments.

The sweat-wicking shirt becomes semi-transparent when wet, clinging tightly to my chest, naturally making my beautiful breasts and cute little nipples stick to the shirt. And

the genitals are even worse! After each workout, all the sweat below my stomach flows to my genitals, my pubic hair gets wet, and the excess sweat pulls the sweat-wicking shorts inside, making the shape of my genitals clearly visible from a distance.

Luckily, at this time, only a few elderly people and homeless people were sleeping on the benches on the back track. Although the school grounds are called the back playground, they've been turned into a small, abandoned park, with children's play equipment and some other park facilities, just a running track.

In the past, when I ran in school, my large breasts would sway wildly, adding to my discomfort.

After exercising, covered in sweat, I would go to the large four-hole faucet sink at the far corner of the back playground. For my

first rinse, I would lie on the sink in my workout clothes, turning on all the faucets to wash away the sweat.

After about three minutes, I would slowly pull my clothes up and down, until my breasts were just exposed and my vulva was visible, leaving me almost naked on the sink.

Then, I would turn on all four faucets, aligning them slightly. The first stream would be aimed at my head, rinsing my long, black hair.

The second stream would be aimed at the center of my breasts; moving my body about five centimeters to the left or right would rinse both sides.

I especially love turning the water jets up to the maximum, directing the faucet directly at my nipples. The excitement makes me laugh out loud; it's a little itchy, but also very stimulating.

The third jet is directed at my navel and uterus area, giving me a spa-like experience while rinsing.

The fourth jet is directed at my vagina, the powerful jet stretching it mercilessly. The water keeps flowing into my vagina and uterus, then overflowing. If all that water from this jet were semen, I would definitely be pregnant.

The fourth jet is the most sensitive for me; often, my vagina is already full of vaginal fluid in less than a minute, and what flows out is indistinguishable between clear water and my own vaginal fluid.

The impact of the four jets on four different areas arouses my body within minutes. After the orgasm, I lie weakly on the sink because of the exertion.

I catch my breath, take out my phone, and set a 15-minute timer. After setting it up, I placed my phone above the sink. I took out the honey jar from my bag, smeared a small dollop of honey on my breasts, then scooped out a larger dollop and forcefully inserted my honey-covered fingers into my vagina. Slowly, I inserted two, three, and finally my entire hand inside. Then I stirred it with my index finger—ah! My incredibly sensitive genitals confirmed that I was experiencing that special, pleasurable sensation of touching the entrance to my cervix.

After a while, I withdrew my hands from my vagina, and another wave of excitement washed over me.

Now I was lying naked on the sink, my three most sensitive areas covered in honey.

I looked at my lovely body with satisfaction and closed my eyes, waiting for him to arrive! Not long after, a cute little male cat named Mimi appeared from the woods and jumped onto me, licking my breasts and nipples with his cat tongue, occasionally extending his little claws to play with my nipples. To him, my body was his breakfast; he was a cat who loved honey.

Now he's thoroughly enjoying the honey-flavored milk pudding I prepared for him—it's delicious and fun.

When he's almost finished eating, he runs to my pussy and cleverly uses his two little paws and claws to pry it open, then sticks his tongue in to lick the honey inside.

Cats' tongues have a special structure with tiny bumps on them, making it easy for them to groom themselves.

Because of this, when his tongue swirls inside my pussy, I gush and gush, my juices mixing with honey flowing out, letting my little cat enjoy his special morning drink.

After he's full, I'm so exhausted and excited that I turn on all the taps and massage my whole body, and soon fall asleep.

If any people exercising on the playground see a cute female student lying naked on the sink, they can enjoy my breakfast made from my body while I'm asleep! Whether they want fried eggs or rose tea, there's even free abalone!

Clang clang clang! My phone alarm went off, and I slowly got up.

Seriously! How come no one noticed me lying naked on the sink, asleep? I felt like this wasn't enough fun. I checked the time—it wasn't even six yet—and jumped off the sink, turned off the tap, and ran to the park to bully the sleeping old men and homeless people.

I sneaked over to a bench, thinking those guys were all fast asleep anyway, and if I accidentally got seen, I could just run away. I glanced

around; nobody was around. There was an elderly man lying on the bench to my right, and a dirty homeless man to my left. My physical desires led me to decide to mess with the old man first.

I walked over and shook him a few times to make sure he was fast asleep.

(I was so bold because I'd observed them for a long time when I came to the park to exercise, and I was sure they wouldn't wake up until I went to school.) I sat on his calves, reached down and pulled down his pants, taking out his penis. Sure enough, he was an older man; getting him hard wasn't easy.

But I have my own methods.

When I was in third grade, my grandfather also suffered from prostate cancer and became unable to get an erection. At that time, because my breasts hadn't developed, I could only use my mouth to suck on his limp penis to make it slightly erect so he could urinate. I often swallowed some of his urine.

Now, I decided to give this grandfather a wet dream, so I grabbed his hands and placed them on my breasts, guiding his hands to rub my breasts with my own. This trick worked; his penis started to harden.

I quickly put my mouth to his penis and kept sucking on it, while his hands automatically started playing with my breasts.

The old man, being an old man, ejaculated after only two or three minutes. The amount of semen was only enough for me to swallow a small mouthful, not enough to fill my stomach.

I had no choice but to put his penis down, stuff it in my crotch, and go to the middle-aged homeless man on the left. This homeless man must not have showered for many days; a pungent stench emanated from him, making me feel nauseous.

I held my breath, sat on his lap, and shook him a few times to make sure he didn't wake up before finally taking off his pants.

Wow! Such dirty underwear and penis! He couldn't even wash his private parts; it was truly pitiful.

But I didn't dare put such a dirty penis in my mouth, so I first took out some toilet paper, dampened it, and wiped it once. Then I rubbed it a second time with my full breasts. The third time, I sat on his waist, my vagina aligned with his erect penis, which I had rubbed, wanting to use my vagina to cleanse his penis, which was full of filth and semen. This wasn't my first sexual experience, so I wasn't too flustered.

I skillfully guided his penis into my vagina, pumping in and out. Middle-aged men are indeed more stamina; I lasted for over five minutes before he finally climaxed.

But I thought to myself, "No! I haven't ejaculated yet!"

During his first climax, he ejaculated a huge amount inside me. The second time, he climaxed before me again. Because the semen from the first time hadn't completely drained from my vagina, I could clearly feel the excess semen slowly flowing into my uterus.

Luckily, it was my safe period. Finally, on the third time, we both climaxed. This time, his penis suddenly withdrew from my vagina, and with a splat, a glob of semen appeared on my face, another on my chest, and even sprayed around my anus as he was about to go limp.

Poor homeless man, he must have been holding back for a long time! I guess I did a good deed today! Just as I was about to leave to wash off the semen that had accumulated on my body, I saw two little devils, not yet in kindergarten, playing in the sand. I went over and asked them, "Didi~ Can I play with you?" The two innocent kids weren't surprised to see me naked and invited me to watch them play in the sand.

I asked them, "What are you going to build?"

They said they wanted to build a castle.

So I said, "Can I help you make the scenery around the castle?" They didn't understand and continued playing by themselves.

I found an empty spot and grabbed a handful of sand, sprinkling it all over my naked body.

I was lying down at this point. Slowly, my chest became two peaks, then my stomach became flat, and near my vagina, I dug a small river. Then I spread my vagina open, letting the remaining semen flow out as a milky white river. That's how I completed my role as Mother Earth.

Just as I was admiring my creation, the two little devils finished building their castles and ran off to play on the slide.

I followed behind them, thinking back to how I used to play on the slide until I graduated from junior high, but in high school a female classmate told me I shouldn't play on it as an adult, otherwise my private parts would be exposed because of the way I slid down.

Now I don't care about that anymore, I'm already completely naked, what's there to worry about! I followed behind them, playing on the slide. Each time I slid down, my vagina rubbed against the slide floor for a considerable distance. After two or three times, my vagina started secreting fluid again. At this point, I put my little hand inside my vagina and kept rubbing my vagina inside. When I was about to slide down the slide, I kept my little hand inside my vagina and lay face down on the slope of the slide. As I slowly slid down the slide, my breasts were flattened by my body against the slide. My chest was rubbed and moved a few centimeters, and I got stuck on the slide. Then I got up and knelt on the slide. My nipples were already hard from the friction, and my hands were still inside my vagina. Suddenly, a little girl slid down from above and bumped right into my arms. Her little head fell into my chest.

Little one innocently cried out, "Sister! I want a hug!"

His little hands tightened around me, his face pressed against my chest, rubbing against me from side to side.

I said, "I can't do anything with you!"

and grabbed him, placing him between my legs in front of me. We slid down together like that.

Just then, the seven o'clock school bell rang. Not wanting to disturb their play, I quietly went to the sink to wash myself. Looking at the time, I realized it was almost time to go to class, so I quickly put on my uniform and headed to the emergency room.

[The End]

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