Nicole

Nicole was wearing a tight-fitting, sheer white cotton t-shirt that clung to her body, revealing her curves. Since she hadn't worn a bra after showering, her two F-cup breasts, like rocket launchers, were brazenly projecting forward, firm, bouncy, and shaking violently. Her nipples, perhaps from excitement, were erect, and her areolas, each the size of a fifty-dollar coin, were clearly visible.

But that wasn't all; what was even more shocking was her lower body—she had no lower body at all. Yes, Nicole was only wearing a light purple satin thong with black polka dots, and nothing else. She walked in from the bathroom, which was only a few meters from the room, but walking that many steps down the hallway still required considerable courage.

"Wow, I didn't know the limits could be this high! Then I don't have to worry anymore. I was afraid it would be too revealing," the tour guide said with a nonchalant smile, regaining her composure.

Nicole pretended to grit her teeth, looking like she was about to interrogate me. Ha, I'd been caught. While Nicole was putting her clothes in the basin, I casually pulled off the cotton shorts she was going to take into the bathroom to change. They were practically the same anyway, so short and thin, clearly meant to be shown off. Rather than sneaking around like this

, I might as well just let it all out. "My turn. There shouldn't be anyone outside, right? Otherwise, it seems weird for someone my age to be here,"
the tour guide asked, a little worried.

It turned out she wasn't worried about being seen, but about her age. Sigh, women.

"Nobody's here. I just finished showering, and only one guy was left in the bathroom. We know each other, so don't worry. He'll probably be gone by the time you get there," Nicole said.

"Haha, scared twice in one night! I think that guy needs some spiritual healing," the tour guide said, opening the door to leave.

"Hey, don't drain him dry! Leave some for me!" the tour guide added, peeking back in before giving Nicole a nod and walking out.

"Did you steal my pants?" Nicole interrogated me as soon as the tour guide left.

"Wow, you're really bold. Do you want to wear this from now on?" I laughed and pulled her over, grabbing her ample buttocks exposed outside her thong.

"See if I dare! I won't wear them anymore. Don't be jealous, okay? I don't care what happens," Nicole challenged.

"Were you seen? You didn't deliberately create an opportunity to be seen, did you?" I asked Nicole.

"I think you created it! Your senior was washing clothes there the whole time. There was a washing machine right next to him, but he didn't use it and just washed them by hand. What was he doing? I waited for more than ten minutes, but he wouldn't leave. Finally, I gave up and came out," Nicole retorted.

As I listened, my penis became erect. I buried my head between Nicole's magnificent breasts, enjoying the depth of the valley through her cotton clothes.

Nicole noticed my erection but pretended not to care and continued talking.

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Nicole walked into the bathroom and realized something was wrong. She seemed to have forgotten her pants. The bathroom was filled with steam; each stall had just been used and was still hot. However, there were hardly any people left. She only saw her senior there, holding a washboard and scrubbing clothes.

"Hey senior, why are you washing clothes here so late? Isn't there a washing machine?" Nicole greeted him.

"Oh, you're here tonight? I don't have any, just some underwear. It's better to hand wash them," her senior replied casually.

"Wow, senior's such a good guy, washing your underwear for you?" Nicole noticed a brightly colored bra in the basin.

"Haha, men have it tough, having to wash their girlfriends' clothes," he said. The basin actually contained all sorts of things, but it was all underwear; it seemed like a last-minute grab, without any special selection. He pretended to rub and knead it. Unexpectedly, this last-minute grab resulted in his girlfriend's bra, and it brought him good luck.

"Haha, senior is so cute. A man who can do housework is the best. How about you wash my underwear for me too? Otherwise, I'll have to scrub it myself here later, and it doesn't look good if someone sees. I didn't sweat much today, so I can just soak and rinse it off," Nicole said playfully, deliberately probing.

"Oh, okay, that works too. It's fine. My girlfriend has three or four pieces anyway, so we can wash them all together. I can get them for you in a bit," the senior said, feigning composure, though his hands were trembling and his heart was pounding.

"Then I'll go in and wash, take them off, and then I'll get them for you," Nicole initially planned to take them off directly, but ultimately decided to go into the bathroom first, take off her clothes and bra, and then give them to the senior. She wanted to see him walk without him leaving the sink. Ha.

"It's okay, let me know when you're done, and I'll come get them," the senior said.

Nicole entered a bathroom, choosing a spot directly opposite the large mirror on the sink. This meant her senior could see everything happening in the bathroom through the mirror's reflection. Nicole only slightly closed the door, followed by the rustling sound of her clothes being removed.

"I'm here, senior. I'll need your help. My shower usually takes about half an hour. If you're done first, you can give it to me," Nicole said, opening the bathroom door.

In her hand was a light blue lace bra she had just taken off. She opened the door halfway, using one hand to cover her breasts, but Nicole's breasts were so large that one hand couldn't completely cover them. In fact, the more she covered them, the more prominent her breasts became. Nicole could only cover the areolas; the rest of her breasts were left exposed.

When the senior student approached, his crotch was already bulging, and he was carefully limping to conceal it. When he saw Nicole almost completely naked (though hiding behind the door), only covering her chest with one hand, he was utterly stunned, completely speechless.

Nicole handed the bra to the senior student with her other hand, which he instinctively took. Nicole smiled sweetly, then swiftly closed the door. She turned on the tap, and steam filled the air, the water gushing.

Actually, when Nicole handed the bra to the senior student, she deliberately also handed him the same style of light blue lace panties. Because she was too embarrassed to directly ask him to wash his underwear, and wanting to be as mischievous as possible, she simply gave him the whole bra and panties. Fortunately, although the senior student was in graduate school, he was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old; he probably wouldn't have a stroke and die on the sink.

Nicole closed the door, unable to see anything, and stopped caring. She simply enjoyed the showerhead, the scent of shower gel filling the entire bathroom. All she could hear was the swishing of her senior's washboard and the splashing of water. Sometimes, there would be sudden silence, and Nicole had no idea what was happening outside. She continued to massage her almost dangerously perfect body.

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"He's definitely masturbating with your bra, damn it, you slut, I'm really at a disadvantage now," I said, feigning jealousy, my erection throbbing, almost bursting through the ceiling.

"What do you mean, 'really at a disadvantage'? Did you two make some kind of deal? Tell the truth and you're innocent, but don't let me catch you, or I'll make you pay," Nicole said, pulling her thong aside and straddling my waist, gently rubbing her vagina against my raging penis. Glistening with vaginal fluid, I couldn't tell if it was hers or mine, it had already soaked my crotch.

"No way, his girlfriend, the senior, has big breasts too, right? He showed me her bra a few times. I didn't expect you to hand it over to someone else to wash, and you were practically naked inside. Damn, I've lost out big time. I'll get it back next time," I gradually realized that Nicole didn't care about this kind of thing at all, so I didn't hide anything and spilled the beans.
"Haha, you're so easy to bribe, someone's just a little bra and you've sold your wife. You'll be furious later. You'd better be able to sleep with that senior, otherwise you'll lose big time," Nicole said, her voice sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes loud, sometimes soft. Then she lowered her waist, letting my helmet-like, magnificent glans enter her vagina, but not all the way in, just letting the glans move in and out shallowly. She started to moan softly, and I felt waves of pleasurable tingling and numbness in my urethra.

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The senior was still soaking and rinsing, it seemed he wasn't planning to leave. Nicole had been showering for half an hour, practically scrubbing off a layer of skin. She dried herself off, making sure she hadn't accidentally put anything on her pants. Nicole, of course, wasn't one to be trifled with; a thought immediately led her to suspect it was me.

"Fine, you want your wife to be spied on? I'm
not afraid of you then," Nicole thought, deciding to go all out. "Senior, thank you for your hard work. Aren't you done yet? I'm done," Nicole said from the bathroom.
"Oh, almost done. I'll wring it out. Just in time to return it to you," the senior's voice trembled slightly for some reason.

Nicole opened the bathroom door and came out. The senior first saw Nicole in the reflection of the long mirror, without a clear impression. He turned around, intending to speak to Nicole, when suddenly he felt like he'd been struck by lightning, almost fainting. What

he saw was the same scene that the tour guide and I had seen: Nicole wearing a tight, sheer white cotton t-shirt, highlighting her large, erect breasts. What was even more eye-catching was that her two areolas were clearly visible, staring straight at her chest like two big eyes.

Even more shocking was her lower body—completely naked, wearing only a satin purple polka-dot thong. When Nicole walked towards him, the senior didn't realize it was a thong; he only thought the narrow, thin straps were incredibly sexy.
He used all his reason to steady himself, managing to speak to Nicole with the slight tapping of his upper and lower teeth.

"Senior, you're drooling! You'll make your senior angry," Nicole playfully reminded him.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, haha, it won't, you're so sexy, so sexy, so sexy," the senior stared intently at Nicole, rambling incoherently.

"I'll ask for your help again next time, but I can't help you now. You'd better take care of it yourself, haha," Nicole bluntly stated, looking at the senior's prominently protruding crotch.

"You men are all perverts," Nicole said, flicking her finger lightly at her senior's penis before turning away.

"Ouch!" The senior almost ejaculated.

Just as he was about to ejaculate, Nicole turned around, unexpectedly becoming the last straw. Nicole turned around, completely revealing her thong, her beautiful buttocks shining brightly.

Her round, plump buttocks looked like a large, ripe peach.

The senior hadn't noticed Nicole was wearing a thong and thought he was already dead, but this turn of her body caused him a mix of shock, surprise, joy, and euphoria, and he couldn't help but ejaculate.

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