Mark - Bookstore Girl

I love summer, especially this year's sweltering summer in Taipei.

Summer vacation has been almost a week now, and I'm still spending my days at home doing nothing. What's annoying is that a commotion woke me up
early I got everything ready by 9 a.m., and it was too early to go out for a stroll—the shops
weren't even open yet. So I decided to browse the bookstore instead.

Even in the bustling city of Taipei, the 24-hour bookstore was still quite popular in the morning. In the humid June
heat, the girls' revealing outfits were a real treat! As I entered the building, I was greeted by two girls who looked like middle school students (I really wondered if they even went to school). One of them still had a very youthful face and figure, with a student-style haircut, but she was wearing a purple strapless top. As I passed her, I could see her small, underdeveloped breasts . The other one was much more mature, with a well-developed figure. She wore an apple-green dress with a low-cut, strapless neckline , revealing her cleavage and the upper edge of her breasts as she walked past. Perhaps due to her small frame, the dress appeared exceptionally loose. As she passed by, I don't know if it was just my imagination, but it seemed she wasn't wearing a bra. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, I felt I saw her entire left breast, completely unconcealed. Unfortunately, it was the angle, so I couldn't see her tantalizing nipple, but it was still quite arousing . I initially considered following them, but then thought it might be rather perverted, so I gave up. I casually browsed through the bookstore, reading a few pages of a novel, intending to just take a quick look and leave. As I walked, I suddenly saw a girl, probably in her early twenties, perhaps a student or recent graduate, sitting cross-legged on the floor facing the bookshelves, engrossed in her book. When I got behind her, the sight before me made me stop in my tracks. She wore a white cotton shirt and a black bra. Because she was sitting cross-legged, her bright yellow panties were also visible, quite eye-catching, almost like the lower half of a swimsuit. The panties seemed a little small, unable to cover her entire buttocks, leaving her fair buttocks and cleft exposed for all to see. She casually picked up a book and started reading. Standing next to her, she didn't seem to notice my arrival, only glancing up at me briefly. She was the voluptuous type, with defined features, wearing light makeup, a mature urban woman. She had her long hair tied up for easier reading. Due to her posture, and the fact that I was standing while she was sitting, I could easily see her lingerie through the neckline. The black lace bra further accentuated the whiteness of her breasts. Her bust size was only average, approximately 32-33, a B-cup . However, precisely because of her not-so-large breasts, the bra couldn't fit snugly against them. Combined with her cross-legged , forward-leaning posture, the beautiful sight of her bare breasts was fully revealed. Her firm, perky breasts radiated youth, their full and beautiful curves incredibly alluring! Due to the poor lighting, although the shape of her nipples was clearly visible, their color was unclear. At this moment, I tried squatting down, pretending to look for books at the bottom of the bookshelf, and took the opportunity to move closer to her; we were almost shoulder to shoulder. She had a faint fragrance, the scent of a young girl, not perfume. I greedily inhaled her scent while admiring her alluring body. Her light brown nipples, for some reason, stood erect, as if trying to break free from the bra's constraints, paired with the smooth skin of her chest, as tempting as tofu. It was then that I noticed the top button of the girl's shirt was undone, no wonder her chest was so exposed. The bottom few buttons were also undone, revealing her shapely waist. I had completely lost focus on my book, and I was practically leaning towards her (perhaps my movements were too obvious, she seemed to notice ). Watching her breasts rise and fall with her breath, bouncing lightly with her movements, I couldn't bear to look away. Perhaps this was the best interpretation of "beauty is found in books," and perhaps I'll visit bookstores more often from now on! Several girls I've dated since then have figures that are no less impressive than this girl in the bookstore, but to be able to feast my eyes on a stranger unreservedly is still the most exciting and stimulating thing I've ever experienced.

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