Summer Dedication: Exposing My Girlfriend

My girlfriend's nickname is Yiyi. She's 21 years old, 163 cm tall, and weighs 46 kg. Her measurements are 34-22-35—for an Eastern girl, her figure is top-notch. This isn't just my opinion; every man who has seen her has the same thought. Of course, she's also very beautiful—she has shoulder-length, jet-black hair, which she dyed slightly blonde about six months ago to keep up with fashion trends. She has big, bright eyes, rosy cheeks, red lips, and fair, delicate skin—a pure, charming, and lovable appearance.

Although my girlfriend loves to have fun and wear pretty clothes, and sometimes acts a little spoiled in front of me, walking around the room wearing only underwear or nothing at all, making me swoon

, she's quite reserved in public and rarely exposes herself. The hidden content of this post: My girlfriend's dress was a bit too big. She had originally tied the straps tightly, then tied a bow on the right shoulder, which looked very pretty. She wore a white shirt over it and a small sun hat, looking like a complete princess.

Perhaps because it was too hot, my girlfriend only tied a short section of the dress and then pulled the front of the long skirt flat. Looking at it this way, the neckline of her dress only reached about three inches above her nipples, revealing a shallow cleavage. And from under her armpits, I could see half of her round, plump breasts, making my manhood swell.

"Walking so loosely, are you trying to seduce men?"

she said with a grin, pulling my hand as we walked out.

We reached the street around 1 PM, the hottest time of the day.

The sun was bright, and there weren't many people on the street, but my girlfriend's sexy outfit and exposed white shoulders still attracted a lot of attention, especially from men in their twenties and thirties who stared intently at her chest.

I was nervous, but my girlfriend didn't seem to care much. She always liked to skip and hop when she walked, and seeing her large, trembling breasts under her skirt, I was really worried they might slip out.

Suddenly, she pulled me into a small shop, and as soon as we entered, she said in a sweet voice,

"Boss, an ice cream, please."

A shirtless man with a large belly, who looked to be about forty years old, came out from behind the counter. The moment he saw my girlfriend, his eyes were fixed on her chest.

I glanced at my girlfriend. It turned out that because she wasn't wearing a bra under her skirt, her nipples were proudly protruding as two cute little buds... I silently blamed myself for my carelessness.

The shopkeeper, while appraising my girlfriend's chest, casually opened the freezer door under the counter and asked,

"What do you want?"

My girlfriend thought for a moment and said she had eaten something delicious before, but she couldn't quite describe it.

"Why don't you find it yourself?" My

wife opened the freezer door completely, revealing a colorful array of ice creams.

My girlfriend leaned against the edge of the freezer, bending over, and reached inside to find her favorite ice cream.

The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly widened, and I followed his gaze—

Good heavens! Because my girlfriend was leaning forward, and her top was low-cut with nothing underneath, the shopkeeper and I had a clear view of her chest: two beautiful, round breasts, full and snow-white, with two cute, pink nipples slightly erect… My girlfriend's beautiful breasts were completely exposed to this obese shopkeeper.

I hurriedly grabbed her hand:

"Don't look anymore, just buy one."

But my girlfriend maintained her position,

"No, I want that kind of ice cream."

Unfortunately, her favorite ice cream wasn't available.

My girlfriend remained in this position for about a minute. Looking at the shopkeeper's unabashed gaze, I suddenly felt a surge of excitement; the sight of my girlfriend's breasts being seen by a stranger was incredibly arousing.

My throbbing erection was throbbing painfully in my crotch.

When my girlfriend finally found the ice cream, I was actually a little disappointed, but even more disappointed was the owner, who lewdly accepted the money I gave him. I

felt a bit embarrassed seeing my girlfriend's oblivious expression. When I got home, I told her about the scene where my girlfriend's breasts were exposed. I felt that, in terms of my own senses, it was ten times more stimulating than when we had sex—my dear girlfriend was completely exposed in front of that fat owner—I think I have a perverted tendency to expose my girlfriend in public.

Although my girlfriend was a little embarrassed about what had just happened, she didn't show much disgust at my reaction. On the contrary, she found it funny. This led me to buy her a lot of beautiful and sexy revealing clothes so that she could wear them boldly in public. I encouraged her to expose herself frequently—satisfying both her playful nature and my perverted psychology.

A few days later, a friend of mine was having a birthday party in a KTV room and invited my girlfriend and me to join him.

Before we went, I specifically designed my girlfriend's look—her hair was casually loose, clipped with a green butterfly hair clip, her face lightly rouged, her lips painted with a light lipstick, and she wore a loose-fitting white silk slip dress, soft and smooth in texture; the straps were thin, and the front was plunging low, revealing her fair skin; the hem was about half a foot above her knees, revealing her smooth, firm thighs. She

wore nothing underneath, completely naked.

I was very satisfied with this outfit; it was both beautiful and daring. If my girlfriend bent over even slightly or stuck her butt out a little higher… We first went to a gift shop to buy a present for the birthday person. The shopkeeper was a very tall young man, and there were three other male customers in the shop.

Choosing a gift was naturally my girlfriend's responsibility. She wandered around the store, looking at flowers here and toys there. The young man next to her kept introducing various items, completely ignoring the other customers—after all, my girlfriend is a stunning beauty.

I was standing at the door smoking when my girlfriend came out of the store and walked to the entrance. There was a large cardboard box on the ground near the entrance, looking like it had just been opened, filled with a bunch of teddy bears.

My girlfriend called me over to look, and I went to her side. She said,

"How about buying a teddy bear?"

I nodded in agreement, and she bent down at a 90-degree angle, reaching inside to pick and choose.

The young man was standing on the other side of my girlfriend, and I was completely stunned when I saw his gaze fall on her chest.

The other three male customers had just strolled to the box opposite the teddy bears. They were staring lecherously at my girlfriend's chest while whispering amongst themselves. I pretended not to notice and casually walked over to them. I glanced at my girlfriend—the neckline of her silk dress was wide open, and her pair of snow-white breasts were trembling. Because I was standing quite far away, I couldn't see her nipples from my angle, but I figured the young man next to her and the three men in front of me could definitely see the color of her nipples.

Because my girlfriend was facing away from the store entrance, which was quite high with three or four steps below, and because her skirt was short and her buttocks were slightly raised, several people stopped and looked inside as they walked down the steps. I think they must have been able to see my girlfriend's snow-white buttocks under her skirt.

Several bold, sleazy-looking men slowly walked in, turned around behind my girlfriend, and one of them even pretended to tie his shoelaces and bent down to look... Just then, my girlfriend slowly squatted down... My mind went blank—because the hem of her skirt was made of soft silk, it slipped down from her legs to her waist. Her thighs were pressed tightly together, and her calves were spread apart. From my angle, although I couldn't see the sexy part between her legs, I could obviously conclude from her bare buttocks that she wasn't wearing underwear.

The three men in front of me also saw this alluring scene. They slowly moved their bodies, and soon they found an angle from the side that clearly showed their girlfriend's private parts—two thick, brown labia majora between her snow-white legs, sparsely covered with pubic hair, and a thin slit in the middle, half-open…

“She’s not wearing anything down there!”

one of them said.

“How can such a pure and beautiful girl be so bold? She’s probably a hostess at some nightclub!”

Damn, my lovely girlfriend is being called a prostitute! Another said:

"What a slut! Look at her pussy, it's fucking sexy. I'd be so horny if I could fuck her for a little while. Look, she's spreading her legs..."

I overheard their conversation and looked closely. It turned out my girlfriend had already picked out a white teddy bear. She stood on tiptoe, slowly spreading her legs apart...

My girlfriend took the teddy bear and played with it between her legs, so we couldn't see her pussy. The shape was obscured, but the three male customers and I could still see my girlfriend's pubic hair—a neat, black, inverted triangle of pubic hair between her snow-white legs.

Just as the three men were enjoying their view, and the young man next to them was still foolishly admiring their girlfriend's breasts, the men who had just come in from outside the store had already walked up to my girlfriend, ready to get a better look, when my girlfriend stood up, holding the white teddy bear in her hand.

Seeing everyone's disappointed expressions, I was so excited that I almost wanted to strip my girlfriend naked so everyone could see her to their heart's content, but reason prevented me from doing so.

Upon entering the KTV room, my girlfriend and I received a warm welcome. Since most of my friends were quite young and didn't have girlfriends, my girlfriend was the only girl among the nine of us.

One side of the room had a television, the other three sides were sofas, and in the middle was a coffee table with various snacks and beers.

At first, my girlfriend was very quiet; she sat obediently in the corner next to me, listening to everyone sing and watching their fun, occasionally cracking a few sunflower seeds.

When everyone had drunk quite a bit, I asked my girlfriend to pour drinks for everyone.

She obediently picked up a beer bottle, walked to the birthday person, placed their glass on the coffee table, and then bent down to pour the drink.

Because my girlfriend's dress was silk, just like in the gift shop, her large breasts were completely exposed to my friend. My birthday boy was almost stunned, forgetting to even say thank you.

Then my girlfriend poured drinks for the others, one by one, and all the men present stared in disbelief.

The timid ones hurriedly lowered their heads, while the bolder ones glanced at me, and when they noticed I didn't react, they secretly looked again.

One of my friends was particularly notorious for his promiscuity, a habitual womanizer. When it was my girlfriend's turn to pour him a drink, I saw his eyes bulge out, and he licked his lips as he watched.

Afterwards, my girlfriend told me she was very nervous. When she collapsed in front of that lecherous friend, seeing his expression made her feel weak all over. She felt completely naked under his gaze, which foreshadowed her future relationship with him. To

avoid embarrassment, I pretended not to see her wardrobe malfunction, letting my friends see as much as they wanted

… My girlfriend served drinks for everyone, and her large breasts were also exposed to everyone. After

everyone had drunk enough, they suggested a singing competition. By the way, my girlfriend is first-rate in both singing and dancing, while I'm terrible at both and not presentable.

After singing for a while, my lecherous friend came over and asked to sing a love song with my girlfriend.

My girlfriend looked at me, and I readily agreed.

He put his arm around my girlfriend's shoulder and led her to the high stool near the TV. Because there were so many people, I couldn't see what they did clearly, only that their singing was very beautiful.

However, afterwards, my girlfriend told me that he kept groping her shoulder while holding her hand.

After the song, everyone suggested dancing, so they turned off the lights and turned on rock music.

The room was filled with flickering lights, and I couldn't see my girlfriend at all.

Everyone stood up and formed a circle to dance, while I could only sit quietly on the sofa and carefully search for my girlfriend.

Finally, I found her; she was surrounded by everyone, swaying her body and stretching her arms upwards as much as possible.

In front of her was my most lecherous friend; the distance between his and my girlfriend's genitals was definitely no more than 10 centimeters. They swayed back and forth to the rhythm, as if they were making love.

After a while, I noticed my girlfriend started frantically spinning in circles among everyone, her short skirt being spun higher and higher. Luckily, the lights in the private room were dim, so no one should have noticed that she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt.

After the dance, the lights came on, and my girlfriend walked breathlessly to my side.

I noticed her face was flushed, and she was hot all over. She was leaning against the sofa, her legs completely relaxed and spread apart.

Because of the vigorous jumping, one of the straps of her silk dress had slipped down to her arm, leaving only her nipple hanging from the bodice, revealing most of her breast and some brown areolas—she looked incredibly sexy… Perhaps because she had jumped too hard, her new white sandals were making her feet a little uncomfortable, so she took off one shoe, bent it, and placed it on the sofa, gently rubbing it with her hand.

But this caused her skirt to slip down to her upper thighs, and the four or five people sitting opposite her, including that lecherous friend, were secretly watching my girlfriend's alluring posture—they had clearly seen the dark area between her slightly parted legs, but they couldn't quite make out the shape of her sexy lower body... Seeing their impatient expressions, I inexplicably wanted to satisfy them, so I reached out and touched my girlfriend's feet, massaging them, while slowly using my arm to... My girlfriend spread her legs wide.

All the men in the private room were focused on the area between her legs. As I moved, her legs slowly opened wider. Soon, I placed her bent legs against mine, completely exposing the private parts between her legs—her sexy pubic hair, extending to her two half-closed brown labia… I felt that everyone in the room was getting a little carried away. I let go, stood up, and suggested that everyone leave. Only then did everyone realize what was happening and hurriedly looked away.

At this point, my girlfriend lost her composure again. She bent down to put on her shoes, then stood up. Her dress, which was barely held up by her nipples, suddenly slipped down. Several people, including my most lecherous friend, noticed that her lovely breasts were almost bursting out. My girlfriend cried out, "Ah!" and quickly pulled up the straps of her dress, making everyone tremble with embarrassment, and she herself was covered in a bright red hue.

It was already quite dark when we got home. My girlfriend and I finally managed to squeeze onto a bus.

The bus was crowded and the lights were off, so it was very dark.

My girlfriend and I were standing in the back aisle. I was facing outwards, and my girlfriend was next to me, facing backwards. In front of her was the pillar for the back door. Because many people were already holding onto the handrails, my girlfriend had to lift her hands up to hold onto the roof handrail.

I noticed a middle-aged man with a burly face standing next to her. He was very strong, and one of his hands was on the pillar not far from my girlfriend's chest.

Because the car braked frequently, my body inadvertently leaned forward, my soft breasts repeatedly brushing against the man's arm. I felt an unusual excitement; my girlfriend was being groped by a stranger like this…

After a while, my girlfriend suddenly tugged at my clothes. I turned to look and saw that my girlfriend looked uneasy and uncomfortable. I looked down and saw that the man's other hand was behind my girlfriend, his palm caressing her buttocks through her skirt.

When he saw that I had noticed, he quickly withdrew his hand, glaring at me. I was a little scared, so I just smiled at the man and turned my head away.

Seeing my state, the man's hand boldly reached for my girlfriend's buttocks. I peeked through the car window and saw his hand slowly lifting my girlfriend's skirt and then reaching inside... The carriage was quiet and dimly lit; no one noticed what was happening around them.

My girlfriend looked extremely embarrassed, and when I saw the man seemingly surprised to find that my girlfriend wasn't wearing anything under her skirt, I felt a great sense of satisfaction.

Just as I was imagining how that man's hands would play with my girlfriend's genitals, many people suddenly left the carriage, and two seats in the last row became empty. My girlfriend broke free from his hand and pulled me to the back row. I deliberately moved slowly, and soon that man rushed ahead to sit down. My girlfriend had to lean against the window, and he plopped down in the seat.

Soon, there were only the three of us left in the back of the carriage. I found a seat in the fourth row from the back and secretly watched the man and my girlfriend.

The man said, "Miss, you're very pretty!"

My girlfriend smiled at him.

He said, "Is that pretty boy your boyfriend?" He

pointed at me. My girlfriend thought for a moment and said, "No!"

The man slowly grew bolder. He reached out and touched my girlfriend's thigh, then slowly moved his hand upwards.

My girlfriend, without realizing it, cooperated with his actions, lifting her buttocks slightly. He immediately pulled the hem of her skirt up to her waist.

Then he bent one of her legs and placed it on the back of the seat in front of her, while placing the other leg on his lap, thus completely exposing her genitals.

The man was still not satisfied; he skillfully reached down and pulled down my girlfriend's silk camisole, instantly revealing her beautiful, firm breasts in the dark carriage.

As soon as the passengers in front turned around, they could see my girlfriend's clothes were disheveled, her two 34D breasts completely exposed... The man noticed that my girlfriend wasn't wearing anything underneath her top and excitedly hissed,

"Miss, you're so slutty, you're not wearing anything underneath."

The man vigorously kneaded my girlfriend's lovely breasts with one hand, and seeing my girlfriend's breasts being wantonly played with by a stranger, my rotten bird uncontrollably hardened again.

At this moment, the man's other hand touched between my girlfriend's legs, and seeing the way his arm moved, it was clear that he had already inserted his thick fingers into my girlfriend's vagina.

At first, my girlfriend held back and didn't make a sound, but later, the pleasure from her breasts and genitals made her moan softly,

"No, no..."

The man had no mercy; his arm moved quickly eastward, violently thrusting into my girlfriend's vagina... My girlfriend finally couldn't take it anymore. She tightly grabbed the man's hand,

"No, don't move anymore, I've had enough..."

The man said,

"You've had your fun, but I haven't!"

After saying that, he pulled my girlfriend's hand to his already swollen crotch.

My girlfriend obediently and gently touched what was inside his pants. Before long, I found that my girlfriend had pulled down the man's pants and taken out his rotten penis.

What I was seeing now made me both uncomfortable and excited—my girlfriend was lying on that man's lap with her buttocks sticking out, her little mouth close to his penis, carefully sticking out her wet tongue to gently lick the dark, shiny glans, while the man grabbed my girlfriend's hair with one hand and wrapped the other around her body, fiddling with her naked genitals.

At this moment, I saw my girlfriend glance at me, then take a breath, open her little mouth and take the man's penis into her mouth.

Afterwards, my girlfriend told me that the man's penis was very thick and feathery, about 15 centimeters long and 3 centimeters thick, almost too big for my girlfriend's little mouth to fit in, and it smelled fishy and had a slightly bitter taste.

My girlfriend was in a dark train car, being fondled in the genitals by a strange man while he was giving her a blowjob.

My girlfriend is usually very clean, and sometimes she only gives me a blowjob for about a minute because she's afraid I'll ejaculate in her mouth. I secretly cheered the man on, "Dude, hold on, don't ejaculate in my girlfriend's mouth!"

Luckily, he was pretty good; in less than ten minutes, the train arrived at the station.

The passengers all stood up, and my girlfriend hurriedly left the man. As soon as the lights came on, my girlfriend turned around and hurriedly adjusted the straps of her skirt.

The man wasn't satisfied yet, of course. He stayed close to my girlfriend, and when he saw her walking away arm in arm with me, he was stunned... When we got home, I asked my girlfriend about giving that stranger a blowjob, and I learned that he had actually ejaculated after my girlfriend had been giving him a blowjob for seven or eight minutes. Because his hand was pressing down on her head, she had no choice but to swallow it all, and then carefully licked his penis clean.

I always thought my girlfriend was just giving him a blowjob, only half-hearted pleasure, but who knew that guy had already had his fill? Thinking about it now, I really regret it; my girlfriend had given him a free meal.

For a long time afterward, my girlfriend still talked about that man's lousy penis with relish, often comparing it to mine. This didn't make me feel embarrassed or annoyed; on the contrary, it made me incredibly excited. I fantasized about the day that man would insert his big, lousy penis into my girlfriend's cunt—how pleasant and exciting that would be! For

more than half a year, I vented my lust on my girlfriend almost day and night. Although she seemed to finish quickly in bed, I sensitively sensed that I was gradually becoming unable to satisfy her. To be honest, my penis was too small, and my skills in bed were terrible.

Fortunately, my girlfriend's sex drive wasn't too strong, so our relationship remained good.

Having sex two or three times a week had become a routine.

One summer afternoon last year, after we made love, we were going shopping together. I was simply wearing shorts and a t-shirt, while my girlfriend was supposed to wear a cream-colored long sundress. Because it was so hot and she was already sweating, she didn't want to wear the matching white shirt over the sundress. However, she felt embarrassed that her bra straps would be showing, but she didn't own a bra with detachable straps.

Seeing her distressed expression as she covered her chest with her long dress in front of the mirror, I suggested that she go braless. After all, her dress was made of a thick, opaque material, and the straps were draped over her left shoulder, threaded through the front and back necklines, and tied at her right shoulder, making the neckline tight and difficult to see.

My girlfriend thought for a moment, then loosened her halter top, pulled her skirt up to her waist, held it with one hand to prevent it from slipping, and clumsily reached back with the other to unhook her bra, took it off, and then fastened the halter top again…

My girlfriend’s nickname is Yiyi, she is 21 years old, 163 cm tall, weighs 46 kg, and has measurements of 34-22-35—for an Eastern girl, my girlfriend’s figure is already top-notch. This is not just my opinion; all the men who have seen my girlfriend’s body have the same opinion. Of course, my girlfriend is also very beautiful—she has long, black, shoulder-length hair, and about six months ago, to keep up with the times, she added a strand dyed a little yellow. She has a pair of big, dark eyes, rosy cheeks and red lips, and delicate, fair skin—a pure, charming, and lovable appearance.

My girlfriend loves to have fun and wear pretty clothes. Sometimes she even throws a little tantrum in front of me, walking around the room wearing only her underwear or nothing at all, making me swoon.

But in public, she's quite reserved and doesn't easily expose herself. (Hidden content in this post) My girlfriend's dress is a bit oversized. She had the straps tied tightly, and then tied a bow on the right shoulder, which looked very pretty. She wore a white shirt over it and a small sun hat, looking like a complete princess.

Perhaps it was because of the heat, but my girlfriend only tied a short knot in her dress and then pulled the front of her long skirt flat. From this angle, the neckline of her dress only reached about three inches above her nipples, revealing a shallow cleavage. Moreover, from under her armpits, I could see half of her round, plump breasts, which made my manhood swell.

"Loosening it like this, are you trying to seduce men?"

she chuckled, pulling my hand as we walked out.

We reached the street around 1 PM, the hottest part of the day.

The sun was strong, and there weren't many people on the street, but my girlfriend's sexy outfit and exposed white shoulders still attracted a lot of attention, especially from men in their twenties and thirties who stared intently at her chest.

I was nervous, but my girlfriend didn't seem to care much. She always likes to skip and hop when she walks, and seeing her large, trembling breasts under her skirt, I was really worried they might slip out.

Suddenly, she pulled me into a small shop, and as soon as we entered, she said in a sweet voice,

"Boss, an ice cream, please."

A shirtless man with a big belly, about forty years old, came out from behind the counter. The moment he saw my girlfriend, his eyes were fixed on her chest.

I glanced at my girlfriend, and realized that because she wasn't wearing a bra under her skirt, her nipples were proudly protruding as two cute little bumps... I secretly blamed myself for being careless.

The shopkeeper, while casually glancing at my girlfriend's chest, opened the freezer door under the counter and asked,

"What do you want?" My

girlfriend thought for a moment and said she'd had a really delicious one before, but she couldn't quite describe it.

"Why don't you find it yourself?"

he said, opening the freezer door wide, revealing a colorful array of ice creams.

My girlfriend leaned against the edge of the freezer, bending down to reach inside for her favorite.

The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly widened, and I followed his gaze—

good heavens! Because my girlfriend was leaning forward, and her top was low-cut with nothing underneath, the shopkeeper and I had a clear view of her chest: two beautiful, round breasts, full and snow-white, with two cute, pink nipples slightly erect… My girlfriend's beautiful breasts were completely exposed to this obese shopkeeper.

I hurriedly grabbed her hand:

"Don't look anymore, just buy one."

But my girlfriend maintained her position,

"No, I want that kind of ice cream."

Unfortunately, her favorite ice cream wasn't available.

My girlfriend remained in this position for about a minute. Looking at the shopkeeper's unabashed gaze, I suddenly felt a surge of excitement; the sight of my girlfriend's breasts being seen by a stranger was incredibly arousing.

My throbbing erection was throbbing painfully in my crotch.

When my girlfriend finally found the ice cream, I was actually a little disappointed, but even more disappointed was the owner, who lewdly accepted the money I gave him. I

felt a bit embarrassed seeing my girlfriend's oblivious expression. When I got home, I told her about the scene where my girlfriend's breasts were exposed. I felt that, in terms of my own senses, it was ten times more stimulating than when we had sex—my dear girlfriend was completely exposed in front of that fat owner—I think I have a perverted tendency to expose my girlfriend in public.

Although my girlfriend was a little embarrassed about what had just happened, she didn't show much disgust at my reaction. On the contrary, she found it funny. This led me to buy her a lot of beautiful and sexy revealing clothes so that she could wear them boldly in public. I encouraged her to expose herself frequently—satisfying both her playful nature and my perverted psychology.

A few days later, a friend of mine was having a birthday party in a KTV room and invited my girlfriend and me to join him.

Before we went, I specifically designed my girlfriend's look—her hair was casually loose, clipped with a green butterfly hair clip, her face lightly rouged, her lips painted with a light lipstick, and she wore a loose-fitting white silk slip dress, soft and smooth in texture; the straps were thin, and the front was plunging low, revealing her fair skin; the hem was about half a foot above her knees, revealing her smooth, firm thighs. She

wore nothing underneath, completely naked.

I was very satisfied with this outfit; it was both beautiful and daring. If my girlfriend bent over even slightly or stuck her butt out a little higher… We first went to a gift shop to buy a present for the birthday person. The shopkeeper was a very tall young man, and there were three other male customers in the shop.

Choosing a gift was naturally my girlfriend's responsibility. She wandered around the store, looking at flowers here and toys there. The young man next to her kept introducing various items, completely ignoring the other customers—after all, my girlfriend is a stunning beauty.

I was standing at the door smoking when my girlfriend came out of the store and walked to the entrance. There was a large cardboard box on the ground near the entrance, looking like it had just been opened, filled with a bunch of teddy bears.

My girlfriend called me over to look, and I went to her side. She said,

"How about buying a teddy bear?"

I nodded in agreement, and she bent down at a 90-degree angle, reaching inside to pick and choose.

The young man was standing on the other side of my girlfriend, and I was completely stunned when I saw his gaze fall on her chest.

The other three male customers had just strolled to the box opposite the teddy bears. They were staring lecherously at my girlfriend's chest while whispering amongst themselves. I pretended not to notice and casually walked over to them. I glanced at my girlfriend—the neckline of her silk dress was wide open, and her pair of snow-white breasts were trembling. Because I was standing quite far away, I couldn't see her nipples from my angle, but I figured the young man next to her and the three men in front of me could definitely see the color of her nipples.

Because my girlfriend was facing away from the store entrance, which was quite high with three or four steps below, and because her skirt was short and her buttocks were slightly raised, several people stopped and looked inside as they walked down the steps. I think they must have been able to see my girlfriend's snow-white buttocks under her skirt.

Several bold, sleazy-looking men slowly walked in, turned around behind my girlfriend, and one of them even pretended to tie his shoelaces and bent down to look... Just then, my girlfriend slowly squatted down... My mind went blank—because the hem of her skirt was made of soft silk, it slipped down from her legs to her waist. Her thighs were pressed tightly together, and her calves were spread apart. From my angle, although I couldn't see the sexy part between her legs, I could obviously conclude from her bare buttocks that she wasn't wearing underwear.

The three men in front of me also saw this alluring scene. They slowly moved their bodies, and soon they found an angle from the side that clearly showed their girlfriend's private parts—two thick, brown labia majora between her snow-white legs, sparsely covered with pubic hair, and a thin slit in the middle, half-open…

“She’s not wearing anything down there!”

one of them said.

“How can such a pure and beautiful girl be so bold? She’s probably a hostess at some nightclub!”

Damn, my lovely girlfriend is being called a prostitute! Another said:

"What a slut! Look at her pussy, it's fucking sexy. I'd be so horny if I could fuck her for a little while. Look, she's spreading her legs..."

I overheard their conversation and looked closely. It turned out my girlfriend had already picked out a white teddy bear. She stood on tiptoe, slowly spreading her legs apart...

My girlfriend took the teddy bear and played with it between her legs, so we couldn't see her pussy. The shape was obscured, but the three male customers and I could still see my girlfriend's pubic hair—a neat, black, inverted triangle of pubic hair between her snow-white legs.

Just as the three men were enjoying their view, and the young man next to them was still foolishly admiring their girlfriend's breasts, the men who had just come in from outside the store had already walked up to my girlfriend, ready to get a better look, when my girlfriend stood up, holding the white teddy bear in her hand.

Seeing everyone's disappointed expressions, I was so excited that I almost wanted to strip my girlfriend naked so everyone could see her to their heart's content, but reason prevented me from doing so.

Upon entering the KTV room, my girlfriend and I received a warm welcome. Since most of my friends were quite young and didn't have girlfriends, my girlfriend was the only girl among the nine of us.

One side of the room had a television, the other three sides were sofas, and in the middle was a coffee table with various snacks and beers.

At first, my girlfriend was very quiet; she sat obediently in the corner next to me, listening to everyone sing and watching their fun, occasionally cracking a few sunflower seeds.

When everyone had drunk quite a bit, I asked my girlfriend to pour drinks for everyone.

She obediently picked up a beer bottle, walked to the birthday person, placed their glass on the coffee table, and then bent down to pour the drink.

Because my girlfriend's dress was silk, just like in the gift shop, her large breasts were completely exposed to my friend. My birthday boy was almost stunned, forgetting to even say thank you.

Then my girlfriend poured drinks for the others, one by one, and all the men present stared in disbelief.

The timid ones hurriedly lowered their heads, while the bolder ones glanced at me, and when they noticed I didn't react, they secretly looked again.

One of my friends was particularly notorious for his promiscuity, a habitual womanizer. When it was my girlfriend's turn to pour him a drink, I saw his eyes bulge out, and he licked his lips as he watched.

Afterwards, my girlfriend told me she was very nervous. When she collapsed in front of that lecherous friend, seeing his expression made her feel weak all over. She felt completely naked under his gaze, which foreshadowed her future relationship with him. To

avoid embarrassment, I pretended not to see her wardrobe malfunction, letting my friends see as much as they wanted

… My girlfriend served drinks for everyone, and her large breasts were also exposed to everyone. After

everyone had drunk enough, they suggested a singing competition. By the way, my girlfriend is first-rate in both singing and dancing, while I'm terrible at both and not presentable.

After singing for a while, my lecherous friend came over and asked to sing a love song with my girlfriend.

My girlfriend looked at me, and I readily agreed.

He put his arm around my girlfriend's shoulder and led her to the high stool near the TV. Because there were so many people, I couldn't see what they did clearly, only that their singing was very beautiful.

However, afterwards, my girlfriend told me that he kept groping her shoulder while holding her hand.

After the song, everyone suggested dancing, so they turned off the lights and turned on rock music.

The room was filled with flickering lights, and I couldn't see my girlfriend at all.

Everyone stood up and formed a circle to dance, while I could only sit quietly on the sofa and carefully search for my girlfriend.

Finally, I found her; she was surrounded by everyone, swaying her body and stretching her arms upwards as much as possible.

In front of her was my most lecherous friend; the distance between his and my girlfriend's genitals was definitely no more than 10 centimeters. They swayed back and forth to the rhythm, as if they were making love.

After a while, I noticed my girlfriend started frantically spinning in circles among everyone, her short skirt being spun higher and higher. Luckily, the lights in the private room were dim, so no one should have noticed that she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt.

After the dance, the lights came on, and my girlfriend walked breathlessly to my side.

I noticed her face was flushed, and she was hot all over. She was leaning against the sofa, her legs completely relaxed and spread apart.

Because of the vigorous jumping, one of the straps of her silk dress had slipped down to her arm, leaving only her nipple hanging from the bodice, revealing most of her breast and some brown areolas—she looked incredibly sexy… Perhaps because she had jumped too hard, her new white sandals were making her feet a little uncomfortable, so she took off one shoe, bent it, and placed it on the sofa, gently rubbing it with her hand.

But this caused her skirt to slip down to her upper thighs, and the four or five people sitting opposite her, including that lecherous friend, were secretly watching my girlfriend's alluring posture—they had clearly seen the dark area between her slightly parted legs, but they couldn't quite make out the shape of her sexy lower body... Seeing their impatient expressions, I inexplicably wanted to satisfy them, so I reached out and touched my girlfriend's feet, massaging them, while slowly using my arm to... My girlfriend spread her legs wide.

All the men in the private room were focused on the area between her legs. As I moved, her legs slowly opened wider. Soon, I placed her bent legs against mine, completely exposing the private parts between her legs—her sexy pubic hair, extending to her two half-closed brown labia… I felt that everyone in the room was getting a little carried away. I let go, stood up, and suggested that everyone leave. Only then did everyone realize what was happening and hurriedly looked away.

At this point, my girlfriend lost her composure again. She bent down to put on her shoes, then stood up. Her dress, which was barely held up by her nipples, suddenly slipped down. Several people, including my most lecherous friend, noticed that her lovely breasts were almost bursting out. My girlfriend cried out, "Ah!" and quickly pulled up the straps of her dress, making everyone tremble with embarrassment, and she herself was covered in a bright red hue.

It was already quite dark when we got home. My girlfriend and I finally managed to squeeze onto a bus.

The bus was crowded and the lights were off, so it was very dark.

My girlfriend and I were standing in the back aisle. I was facing outwards, and my girlfriend was next to me, facing backwards. In front of her was the pillar for the back door. Because many people were already holding onto the handrails, my girlfriend had to lift her hands up to hold onto the roof handrail.

I noticed a middle-aged man with a burly face standing next to her. He was very strong, and one of his hands was on the pillar not far from my girlfriend's chest.

Because the car braked frequently, my body inadvertently leaned forward, my soft breasts repeatedly brushing against the man's arm. I felt an unusual excitement; my girlfriend was being groped by a stranger like this…

After a while, my girlfriend suddenly tugged at my clothes. I turned to look and saw that my girlfriend looked uneasy and uncomfortable. I looked down and saw that the man's other hand was behind my girlfriend, his palm caressing her buttocks through her skirt.

When he saw that I had noticed, he quickly withdrew his hand, glaring at me. I was a little scared, so I just smiled at the man and turned my head away.

Seeing my state, the man's hand boldly reached for my girlfriend's buttocks. I peeked through the car window and saw his hand slowly lifting my girlfriend's skirt and then reaching inside... The carriage was quiet and dimly lit; no one noticed what was happening around them.

My girlfriend looked extremely embarrassed, and when I saw the man seemingly surprised to find that my girlfriend wasn't wearing anything under her skirt, I felt a great sense of satisfaction.

Just as I was imagining how that man's hands would play with my girlfriend's genitals, many people suddenly left the carriage, and two seats in the last row became empty. My girlfriend broke free from his hand and pulled me to the back row. I deliberately moved slowly, and soon that man rushed ahead to sit down. My girlfriend had to lean against the window, and he plopped down in the seat.

Soon, there were only the three of us left in the back of the carriage. I found a seat in the fourth row from the back and secretly watched the man and my girlfriend.

The man said, "Miss, you're very pretty!"

My girlfriend smiled at him.

He said, "Is that pretty boy your boyfriend?" He

pointed at me. My girlfriend thought for a moment and said, "No!"

The man slowly grew bolder. He reached out and touched my girlfriend's thigh, then slowly moved his hand upwards.

My girlfriend, without realizing it, cooperated with his actions, lifting her buttocks slightly. He immediately pulled the hem of her skirt up to her waist.

Then he bent one of her legs and placed it on the back of the seat in front of her, while placing the other leg on his lap, thus completely exposing her genitals.

The man was still not satisfied; he skillfully reached down and pulled down my girlfriend's silk camisole, instantly revealing her beautiful, firm breasts in the dark carriage.

As soon as the passengers in front turned around, they could see my girlfriend's clothes were disheveled, her two 34D breasts completely exposed... The man noticed that my girlfriend wasn't wearing anything underneath her top and excitedly hissed,

"Miss, you're so slutty, you're not wearing anything underneath."

The man vigorously kneaded my girlfriend's lovely breasts with one hand, and seeing my girlfriend's breasts being wantonly played with by a stranger, my rotten bird uncontrollably hardened again.

At this moment, the man's other hand touched between my girlfriend's legs, and seeing the way his arm moved, it was clear that he had already inserted his thick fingers into my girlfriend's vagina.

At first, my girlfriend held back and didn't make a sound, but later, the pleasure from her breasts and genitals made her moan softly,

"No, no..."

The man had no mercy; his arm moved quickly eastward, violently thrusting into my girlfriend's vagina... My girlfriend finally couldn't take it anymore. She tightly grabbed the man's hand,

"No, don't move anymore, I've had enough..."

The man said,

"You've had your fun, but I haven't!"

After saying that, he pulled my girlfriend's hand to his already swollen crotch.

My girlfriend obediently and gently touched what was inside his pants. Before long, I found that my girlfriend had pulled down the man's pants and taken out his rotten penis.

What I was seeing now made me both uncomfortable and excited—my girlfriend was lying on that man's lap with her buttocks sticking out, her little mouth close to his penis, carefully sticking out her wet tongue to gently lick the dark, shiny glans, while the man grabbed my girlfriend's hair with one hand and wrapped the other around her body, fiddling with her naked genitals.

At this moment, I saw my girlfriend glance at me, then take a breath, open her little mouth and take the man's penis into her mouth.

Afterwards, my girlfriend told me that the man's penis was very thick and feathery, about 15 centimeters long and 3 centimeters thick, almost too big for my girlfriend's little mouth to fit in, and it smelled fishy and had a slightly bitter taste.

My girlfriend was in a dark train car, being fondled in the genitals by a strange man while he was giving her a blowjob.

My girlfriend is usually very clean, and sometimes she only gives me a blowjob for about a minute because she's afraid I'll ejaculate in her mouth. I secretly cheered the man on, "Dude, hold on, don't ejaculate in my girlfriend's mouth!"

Luckily, he was pretty good; in less than ten minutes, the train arrived at the station.

The passengers all stood up, and my girlfriend hurriedly left the man. As soon as the lights came on, my girlfriend turned around and hurriedly adjusted the straps of her skirt.

The man wasn't satisfied yet, of course. He stayed close to my girlfriend, and when he saw her walking away arm in arm with me, he was stunned... When we got home, I asked my girlfriend about giving that stranger a blowjob, and I learned that he had actually ejaculated after my girlfriend had been giving him a blowjob for seven or eight minutes. Because his hand was pressing down on her head, she had no choice but to swallow it all, and then carefully licked his penis clean.

I always thought my girlfriend was just giving him a blowjob, only half-hearted pleasure, but who knew that guy had already had his fill? Thinking about it now, I really regret it; my girlfriend had given him a free meal.

For a long time afterward, my girlfriend still talked about that man's lousy penis with relish, often comparing it to mine. This didn't make me feel embarrassed or annoyed; on the contrary, it made me incredibly excited. I fantasized about the day that man would insert his big, lousy penis into my girlfriend's cunt—how pleasant and exciting that would be! For

more than half a year, I vented my lust on my girlfriend almost day and night. Although she seemed to finish quickly in bed, I sensitively sensed that I was gradually becoming unable to satisfy her. To be honest, my penis was too small, and my skills in bed were terrible.

Fortunately, my girlfriend's sex drive wasn't too strong, so our relationship remained good.

Having sex two or three times a week had become a routine.

One summer afternoon last year, after we made love, we were going shopping together. I was simply wearing shorts and a t-shirt, while my girlfriend was supposed to wear a cream-colored long sundress. Because it was so hot and she was already sweating, she didn't want to wear the matching white shirt over the sundress. However, she felt embarrassed that her bra straps would be showing, but she didn't own a bra with detachable straps.

Seeing her distressed expression as she covered her chest with her long dress in front of the mirror, I suggested that she go braless. After all, her dress was made of a thick, opaque material, and the straps were draped over her left shoulder, threaded through the front and back necklines, and tied at her right shoulder, making the neckline tight and difficult to see.

My girlfriend thought for a moment, then loosened the straps of her dress, pulled it up to her waist, held it with one hand to prevent it from slipping down, and clumsily used the other hand to unhook the back of her bra, took it off, and then fastened the straps of her dress...

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