Hong Kong Exposure Girl Diary

(I)

My name is Jingyan, and I'm twenty-two years old. I'm certain of one thing: I'm the biggest
exhibitionist .

If I'm third, I'm sure no one would dare claim to be first or second. What made me a super
exhibitionist started last year on my birthday. Actually, when I was little, everyone praised me, saying that I lived up to my name and
would definitely grow up to be a quiet, lovely, and stunningly beautiful woman.

Sure enough, besides being right about my looks, they didn't know that I possessed a devilish figure that they
couldn't or even imagine. But after my birthday party last year, I believe they'll soon have
the chance to admire my…

June 6th (Saturday)

My parents immigrated to Canada last month, leaving me alone in Hong Kong. My freest moment has finally
arrived. I invited all my best friends to my house to celebrate my coming-of-age (twenty-first) birthday party. Today, I received more gifts
than ever before . They ate and celebrated all the way, and I unwrapped the gifts without any hesitation.

But when I opened one of the boxes, there was an immediate uproar. It turned out to be a set of lace underwear that was so thin it was practically transparent, with almost no
fabric . It was a gift from my best friend, Xiaolingjing, who
said that since I was a grown woman, I should wear adult underwear. I was absolutely shocked! Then she made
an more outrageous request: she insisted that I put it on for her to see right away. Of course, I was extremely unwilling;

but everyone present chimed in, and in the end, I couldn't resist the overwhelming passion. Although I agreed to put it on, I
would only wear it for one person—my best friend, Xiaolingjing, to see it. Then,
amidst the boos, Xiaolingjing dragged me into the room.

She frantically tore my clothes almost to shreds. I immediately told her to turn around and said I would take it off myself. Then
I put on that bra that barely covered half of my breasts and didn't even cover my pubic hair; the incredibly thin, see-through
lace underwear. When the little fairy turned around and saw my voluptuous figure, she exclaimed in admiration! She circled my
body , saying she had never seen such a beautiful figure before. She said my measurements were well-proportioned with a slight curve,
large where it should be large and small where it should be small.

Just as I was reveling in her sweet words and feeling lightheaded, she suddenly and swiftly
unhooked my bra. As I covered my chest with my hands, she pulled down my underwear to my calves. I tried my best
to cover myself but it was too late. She grabbed my hands and pressed me down on the bed, saying she wanted to see my
completely naked body, flawless and perfect. She also said it was an infinite honor to let others appreciate one's perfect body.

I was finally seduced by her sweet words, and slowly took off my underwear piece by piece,
standing naked in front of her; completely naked for her to see. This was the first time I had ever been completely naked in front of someone, and that little
devil was the culprit who would later turn me into an exhibitionist.

June 7th (Sunday)

When I woke up this morning, it was already 12:30 pm. I was probably too tired from playing yesterday. Thinking back to
last night when I was naked in front of that little devil for the first time, I still feel a little excited. I got up and went to the full-length
mirror look at myself. After looking at myself, I noticed two nipples protruding from under my robe. Unexpectedly, I slowly took off the robe
and saw my half-naked upper body and my full breasts (I never wear a bra to bed). I still felt
a little unsatisfied.

Then I slowly took off my remaining underwear. I had never really looked at myself without
clothes . Even when I showered, I would just glance at myself casually. Never before had I been so thorough.
I realized that my body was truly beautiful. Just

as I was reveling in my voluptuous figure, the doorbell suddenly rang. Through the peephole, I saw it was
Uncle Bai . He used to often come to my house to chat with my dad. He probably didn't know that my parents had gone to Canada last month,
which is why he was only knocking on the door today. But I couldn't bear to let him come for nothing, so I gave him a little treat—to be
my first audience after I became an exhibitionist.

I answered the door loudly and rushed into the bathroom, found a bath towel, folded it into a
small size just covering half of my breasts and barely enough to cover my buttocks, and sprinkled a little water on my head. Pretending to be showering
and rushing to open the door, I went to the door and, with a mix of nervousness and excitement, forcefully opened it.

As I opened the door, I pretended not to know who it was, and then greeted Uncle Bai with a chatty tone, saying that my parents
had gone to Canada, while making exaggerated, childlike gestures and joking, deliberately raising my buttocks and slightly lifting
the towel . I was sure Uncle Bai wouldn't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! This time, he could not only see my
full buttocks, but also my entire cleft, and a small opening within it—ultimately, the
little paradise that every man hopes to see on a woman's body, a place untouched by human hands.

Thinking about this, my heart suddenly started pounding, and my whole body felt unusually excited. I even felt
a warm current flowing through my private parts. I believe Uncle Bai could also see the stream flowing gently from Taoyuan.
At that moment, I immediately snapped out of it and told Uncle Bai I had an appointment with a friend and couldn't see him.

He left with a disappointed expression. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief, recalling the scene – it was
both exciting and exhilarating. I realized how satisfying it was to have my body seen; now I understood
the mindset of an exhibitionist. I felt my first performance today was a great success, and tonight I'll prepare well for
tomorrow 's performance.

June 8th (Monday)

This morning was the earliest I've gotten up since returning to work. I needed time to prepare an outfit that was both particularly
attractive and prone to revealing too much. The more anxious I was, the harder it was to find something I liked.
After much searching, I finally settled on a thin white vest and an orange skirt.

Standing in front of the mirror, my breasts were full and prominent, with my nipples and areolas clearly visible. I thought it was too
exaggerated, so I put on a red jacket to cover them up. But even the slightest movement would make it easy to see that I was going
to work without a bra. This was also the first time I'd gone to work without one, and I was a little nervous.

Finally, I had to choose my underwear, since it was something to be seen, so I couldn't be rude.
Most of is rather conservative, and I finally managed to choose a lighter-colored pair that was thinner, allowing
a few pubic hairs to peek through the edges. I hoped this pair would meet the little requirements of any voyeur!

Just as I was feeling smug, I glanced at the clock and realized it was already eight o'clock. So I immediately
rushed out to the bus stop. I usually take the minibus to work, but I know that men on the bus are my
loyal audience.

As I walked to the bus stop, the men on the street all gave me predatory looks—some stared directly, some glanced sideways, some
stole glances, some looked back, and some even followed me. I remember before, no matter how beautiful my
clothes , I only ever got a few men looking at me from afar. I never imagined that just dressing a little sexy could make
such a huge difference! I'm sure I'll have to put more thought into choosing my clothes in the future.

Suddenly being admired by so many people filled me with endless satisfaction—or rather
, endless pleasure. This incredibly excited feeling quickly led me to the bus stop. Seeing the long queue was truly
frightening, but thinking about it more deeply, if I didn't have enough spectators, wouldn't all my efforts in dressing up this morning be wasted? To achieve
my goal, I had no choice but to join the end of the line.

But as I waited, I noticed many greedy eyes staring at me, and
some disdainful glances coming from a few women. Oh well! Jealousy is a woman's nature. What can they do when they don't have my
beauty, my alluring figure, and most importantly,
the courage ?

As the bus approached the station from afar, my heart pounded, probably because my
performance was about to begin! I followed the long queue step by step onto the bus, slowly
finding a standing spot near the bottom of the stairs.

Although the bus was already packed with people, the men were happy to give up their
seats because of my prominent figure. As I passed by them, all eyes were focused on the cleavage tightly covered by my tank top.

As the bus swayed, my jacket slightly opened, revealing my nipples to the
spectators. My heart began to race again. I wanted to strip naked and
let them see everything.

My chest rose and fell with my heartbeat, the stimulating pleasure making my nipples hard. The breathing around me, along with
their predatory gazes and rapid heartbeats, slowly drew closer. But I had lost interest in the old group of spectators
, so I decided to get off a stop early to let more male spectators enjoy the ride.

The weather was lovely, and my outfit suited the weather perfectly.
The eyes of passersby, men and women alike, were fixed on my chest, the deep cleavage and clear nipples peeking out from under my thin vest
. At that moment, another warm current surged through my already burning heart, rushing straight to my lower body, making me feel extremely uncomfortable. Feeling lost
and helpless, I hurried back to the company.

The first thing I did upon arriving at the company was go to the restroom. As I walked down the corridor, I noticed many lecherous eyes
darting around, and I heard whispers and comments about me, but I couldn't pay much attention at that point.

Reaching a stall, I immediately pulled down my underwear. It was completely soaked,
and a trickle of fluid was still flowing down my genitals. Perhaps I had been too engrossed in my performance that morning, and had
n't prepared myself mentally, which explained this. Now, with my underwear wet and filthy, and no
new ones to change into, I figured I'd be going a day without underwear.

Maybe it was because it was my first day without underwear, or maybe it was because I was going commando, but I felt like people were staring at
me all the time. I guess I can only blame my usual plain clothing for attracting so many strange looks. Although I
have my own desk, the desks in our company are designed to be bare underneath, so if you look closely,
you can clearly see that I'm also going commando.

I'm feeling incredibly conflicted. On one hand, I want more people to see my beautiful body, but
on the other hand , I'm afraid they'll discover I'm an exhibitionist and despise me.

After much internal struggle, I finally overcame my inner demons and decided to do as I please, but at work I'll
maintain my usual ladylike image, holding firm to my last line of defense, not easily revealing my private parts,
while putting on a bold performance for outsiders.

After dodging and weaving, lunchtime finally arrived. As I expected, many male colleagues invited me to
lunch , but I declined them all, hoping to attract more new spectators. So I found
a canteen farther from the company, where there were fewer customers; but the moment I stepped inside, almost everyone
stared at me.

I quickly bought a ticket, picked up my food, and immediately found a suitable seat—not too inconspicuous, yet
still attracting new spectators. I found myself facing two rather unassuming-looking workers.

Although I ate while reading magazines, I still noticed them constantly stealing glances at me. I deliberately
puffed out my chest to stimulate their appetite. They kept staring at the two barely visible nipples on my chest, then exchanging
glances.

Surprisingly, they weren't satisfied and deliberately knocked their chopsticks to the ground, trying to glimpse under my skirt.
They must have been startled and had a good look, because I was completely topless today! Seeing their
efforts, I deliberately spread my legs wider, wanting to present my pubic hair-covered vulva more clearly to them
. I knew they would be very grateful.

I could feel their breath coming very close to my vulva from below the stage, like a gentle breeze blowing on my
pubic hair, which in turn rubbed against my genitals, causing my arousal to slowly seep out again. Lunchtime
gradually passed, and the diners in the canteen began to leave. The two workers sitting opposite me had already left
while .

Now that the audience had left, the performers should leave too! Just as I was about to leave the cafeteria,
I vaguely heard a cleaning lady behind me tell the owner that the women's restroom flush was broken and she hoped he would get it fixed quickly.

The owner went into the restroom to check. So I decided to wait a little longer and, feigning ignorance, pushed open the smoke door
to find a restroom. Sure enough, I found a "Temporarily Closed" sign hanging outside the women's restroom; but I curiously looked into
the men's restroom and found it unlocked, with a urinal and a squat toilet with a heated door.

Just as I was engrossed in watching the performance, the owner suddenly appeared behind me and asked what I was doing. So I
told him that the women's restroom was broken, but I urgently needed to use the men's restroom, but I was
worried about other men entering and causing inconvenience, so I asked him to guard the door for me and prevent other men from entering.
He entered.

He readily agreed, of course, because all men crave to be as close as possible to a woman's private parts. Besides,
even with the toilet door closed, the distance between the door frame and the ground was more than ten inches; he only
needed to bend down to clearly see me using the toilet.

Sure enough, as soon as I closed the door, he immediately approached. I only
squatted down when I saw his shoes, spreading my legs as wide as possible to ensure he could see me completely and fully expose myself.
I knew that at this moment, my thick pubic hair was spread out on both sides of my vulva, revealing a pinkish fleshy groove, and
only this lucky man could see the narrow opening.

His shadow slowly moved away from the doorway after I finished, and when I came out, I said "thank you" to him.
Actually, he should have said "thank you," because what man doesn't like a beautiful woman, especially when he can legally peep at her?

Finally, I composed myself and returned to the company, spending the entire afternoon working within the range of his furtive glances. I had to dodge
left and to concentrate on my work. But recalling being spied on twice during lunch—once under the counter and once in the restroom—
was both thrilling and nerve-wracking.

So, as soon as work ended, I rushed to the bus stop. Once on the bus, I was
forced to stand by the stairs, where I could watch passengers board the
upper . Girls in short skirts could easily see their underwear with the slightest movement.

My skirt was much shorter, so if I stood in the middle of the stairs, anyone standing
there could easily see my underwear with just a slight tilt of their head. My
underwear was exactly what they dreamed of—the unprotected paradise they longed for.

So, when fewer people were going upstairs, I slowly moved forward. Perhaps my appearance
was too attractive, because as soon as I moved, they scrambled to stand at the best spot at the bottom of the stairs.

Seeing them fighting over it was both infuriating and laughable, but thinking about it more deeply, they were simply trying to
peep on pretty girls. I'm sure they had a fruitful experience this time, because I'm not just a beautiful woman; I'm a completely naked
woman.

As I climbed the steps, I glanced down and noticed that almost everyone was staring at me. Standing
at the top of the steps, I deliberately looked around for an empty spot. Although there were a few empty spots, I still preferred this
performance position. My heart was pounding again, because I was sure at least five people could see my private area.

Perhaps because I'd gotten used to not wearing underwear all day, the stream no longer had the surging sensation of this morning. Instead, it felt like walking through the jungle
along the stream, the glistening water clinging to my pubic hair. The sense of accomplishment from the exposure made my ample buttocks sway with the bus,
my thighs opening and closing intermittently. At this moment, the audience below was even more aroused. After the performance, I
got off the bus with the passengers getting off at the top. Of course, there were also many disappointed looks; and some people who seemed to have been hypnotized by me also got
off the bus with me.

After getting off the bus, I felt a bit hungry, so I ate a bowl of wonton noodles and went home, seemingly without a destination.

I still noticed many pedestrians on the street staring at me. Back home, the first thing I did was take off
all my clothes and lie on the bed, relaxing and reflecting on the day. It turns out that being naked in front of people, being silently
admired , really gives you an indescribable pleasure; and I also feel a different kind of unrestrained
joy when I'm not wearing clothes.

So I decided to start a breakthrough tonight—sleeping naked.

Hong Kong Exposure Girl's Diary (Part 2)

June 9th (Tuesday)

Today I felt particularly good. Greeting the morning air with my naked body was so comfortable;
no wonder so many celebrities like to sleep naked.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I realized today that my toilet window can see into the adjacent apartment; the apartment across the street and
the toilets on the first and second floors below. I thought, if I can see people using the toilet, then others can see me too?

So I opened the window wide, waiting for the residents upstairs or across the street to admire my beautiful body. After rummaging around the bathroom
for a long time without finding anyone home, I had no choice but to return to my room and choose a revealing
outfit.

Just as I was about to turn on the light, I noticed the curtains were still drawn. I thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be better to open the curtains? It would save electricity and
let more neighbors watch the show for free—a win-win situation!" So I decided never to close the curtains again.

The feeling of choosing clothes while completely naked was increasingly exciting. At the same time, I felt like
a million eyes were watching my naked body, and I was almost reluctant to put on clothes! Today I chose
a dark blue shirt, a short yellow A-line skirt, and a thin white long coat; plus the
incredibly thin underwear my little fairy gave me. Of course, I didn't have a bra!

This morning, I took the bus as usual, and as yesterday, I became the center of attention.
The best spot for revealing clothes on the stairs was already taken, so I had to stand somewhere to the side.

Of course, I was prepared. I secretly unbuttoned the second button of my shirt and then lightly lifted my long coat.
The short guy standing in front of me naturally didn't miss the opportunity and kept craning his neck to look. I pretended not to care and

casually looked at the magazine. Of course, I knew that my breasts were now half exposed; but how could half a breast satisfy so many spectators
!

As the car swayed, I casually moved my long coat back a little and then pulled my shirt up a bit from my waist. With this
loosening, most of my right breast fell out, and the entire nipple and tip were exposed to these
lustful lunatics. I could have fixed it immediately, but seeing how much they admired it,
I decided to fix it slowly.

When the short guy got off the car, he actually lightly rubbed my breast with his arm. How outrageous! I watched but
didn't touch it.

Back at the office today, I worked as usual. Many male colleagues were still stealing glances at me, but perhaps
because my outfit was more conservative, they were a little disappointed.

To maintain my attractiveness, I had to take off my coat and then occasionally go out to ask them some
work-related questions . Of course, they were happy to answer my questions, because besides showcasing their excellent work abilities,
they could also see my bare breasts under my shirt when I bent over and pressed against the counter; my full breasts; my ripe and
erect nipples. Being so close to my perfect body, how could they not drool!

When lunchtime arrived, I declined my male colleagues' invitations as usual, because I still needed to find a new performance
venue. Perhaps because my shirt was too dark today, it failed to attract the attention of passersby. If passersby
didn't have any fantasies about me, how could I get excited? In the future, I must wear lighter colors and thinner fabrics;
clothes that seem to show through my body.

The new tea restaurant didn't seem to have many customers, but one of the waiters seemed to be a master voyeur; whenever he had
a spare moment would stand next to my seat, waiting for an opportunity to peep at my breasts. Since there was a kindred spirit, why not let him enjoy it to his heart's content
! Every time he approached me, I would sit a little to the side and lean forward a little, making it easier for him to see through
my shirt to my cleavage, or even half of my breast. If he really was a master voyeur, then my entire breast, including the nipple, might
be in his view.

After paying the bill, I looked around and then asked him where the restroom was. He immediately pointed in one direction and
even volunteered to let me go with him. It turned out that this toilet wasn't separated by gender; one stall had a male urinal, and the other
was a unisex squat toilet. I said "Excuse me" and...

Hong Kong Exposure Girl's Diary (Part 3)

Continued June 9th (Tuesday)...

Looking at that squat toilet, I noticed the distance between the floor and the door was higher than yesterday's; I was secretly delighted and slowly
squatted down, because I knew it was time for my performance.

As I went to the toilet, I noticed he was waiting outside. His reflection in the water on the ground was clearly
visible . I knew he had clearly seen my paradise. The dense forest slowly
parted the entire pink fleshy trough, and a stream of water gushed out from the small hole inside. After the stream gushed out, a few water droplets still dripped backward, flowing past the edge of
my paradise to another small hole at the back. I gently cleaned myself with a tissue, believing that this spectacular wonder had been
thoroughly displayed before his eyes.

After I finished, I lingered, reluctant to get up, because the feeling of being spied on was so exciting and stimulating that I thoroughly enjoyed
it! But reality is reality, and I had to leave eventually. Only as I stood up did I see his reflection as he hurriedly
fled from the restroom door.

It's strange, really; why do voyeurs often stay until the very last second before leaving? Are
n't they afraid of being discovered, or is the excitement making them lose their senses?

As I left the tea restaurant, the waiter was still giving me a lewd look. I thought to myself, there's plenty of time,
many more opportunities. I spent the afternoon at the company as usual; after work, not wanting to go home too early, I went to
a newly opened shopping mall. On the second floor, I saw a shop selling underwear.

Knowing I didn't have many satisfactory underwear, I went inside to browse. There was a male and female sales clerk.
Initially, the woman served me, but I kept picking and choosing, taking my time; she said she had to go home and the owner would
serve me.

It turned out the man was the shop owner. He introduced some new styles to me, but I told him I wanted something
sexier to suit me. He glanced at me, then went into the storage room and retrieved several sexy panties for me to choose from.
Wow!

I was really shocked. I didn't know there were such daring panties. If I wore them, not only would my pubic hair be clearly visible,
but the entire outline of my genitals would be as clearly presented as if I weren't wearing any panties at all!

But since I had already asked, I had no choice but to accept them all! But thinking that since I was going to spend so much money unnecessarily, why not put on a show
and satisfy myself? So I specifically asked the boss if I could try on a few pieces, and he immediately swallowed hard and said yes.

Actually, the so-called changing room was just a mirror and a curtain for cover; and there were many
goods scattered all over the place. I deliberately moved one of the boxes of goods to the edge of the curtain with my foot, so that the curtain could not be fully closed.

I slowly took off my panties and put on one, but no matter how I turned my body, I was always
covered by , which was not enough for me, so I simply took off the umbrella skirt and continued to try on panties.

As I tried on panties, I kept an eye on his reflection in the mirror, peeping through the curtain. But he could only see
a little bit of my pubic hair and buttocks. That was definitely not enough for him, because he couldn't see my entire perfect
body .

After trying on the underwear, I asked for four top-quality ones, and then I said to him, "Do you have any sexier or more unique
swimsuits for me to choose from?"

He said repeatedly, "Yes," and even said they were collector's items, and went to find them immediately.

In the blink of an eye, I turned around and saw him holding three incredibly daring swimsuits for me. It seemed that he really wanted to admire
my naked body, so I went into the "changing room" and indulged myself.

This time I pretended to be in a hurry and pulled the curtain closed, so the curtain was pulled open a little more than before, and then
I slowly took off my top first, so that my full breasts and rosy nipples were clearly visible
to his eyes. I also deliberately teased him by asking him, "How's business lately?" "Why do you specialize in women's clothing?"
so that when he came closer to answer the questions, he could try to get the best angle to peek at me.

When I took off even my underwear, his reflection in the mirror made his eyes look like they were about to pop out. Standing in
front of the mirror, looking at my naked body, I really had to thank God for giving me such a perfect body; no wonder he
stared at me like he was hypnotized.

I didn't put on my swimsuit immediately, but instead placed several swimsuits in front of my chest and slowly tried them on. I pretended to drop the
swimsuits on the ground, making a big fuss to pick them up, pulling the curtain open even wider. I deliberately bent down, letting
my bare buttocks protrude beyond the curtain. I deliberately picked up
the swimsuits on the ground slowly, so that he would have enough time to peek from behind.

My gaze began down her back, then slowly moved down to her buttocks, admiring her rounded bottom.
A few pubic hairs peeked through the shadows; then I saw the smooth, fleshy cleft, glistening with moisture. I felt a surge of
excitement coursing through me. He was only about a foot away; how could he resist
my allure?

Several times I felt him lean forward, as if a surge of energy was rushing towards me. I had to suppress
my excitement and change into my own clothes. After pulling back the curtain, I asked him to wrap up two pieces: a
thin, yellow bikini that barely covered half my breasts and buttocks, and an extremely sexy low-cut
swimsuit with a high slit that revealed even my pubic hair.

I paid and hurried away, afraid of upsetting him. The first thing I did upon returning home was...
I stripped naked and rushed into the bathroom. Perhaps I was too tired from the performance; I simply opened the window wide,
letting others watch! I didn't have the energy to strike a seductive pose anymore, so I
just !

Hong Kong Exposure Girl Diary (Part 4)

June 10th (Wednesday)

The blinding morning light shone directly on my face because I hadn't drawn the curtains last night. I lay
naked on the bed, spread-eagled. Looking out the window, I saw that most of my neighbors had their curtains drawn; now I really longed for all the male guests
to come and admire my body.

A beautiful face; breasts that were still high even while lying down; the morning light made the nipples look even more beautiful; a
streamlined abdomen, highlighting a slightly arched vulva; thick pubic hair like a small forest; legs spread
wide; the smooth flesh on both sides of the vulva unfolded, revealing the alluring paradise in the center; crystal-clear water slowly
flowed from the opening; making my legs stretch out uncomfortably!

After tossing and turning in bed for a while, I could feel several eyes watching me. I didn't know which family was
peeping, but as long as someone was watching, none of them cared. Actually, all the windows in my house are now
open, and the curtains are no longer drawn. Anyone looking into my house can see my naked body at any time.

Now, every morning after I wash my face, I wander around the living room, kitchen, and bedroom for a while, so that
viewers from different angles can clearly appreciate my beauty from different angles!

Today I wore a transparent white shirt, a white tank top underneath, and a floral
print skirt . I really didn't want to wear underwear, but I realized that would be too outrageous. So I chose the
sexiest one I bought yesterday—a completely transparent calfskin strip with a subtle floral pattern in the middle, clearly showing my pubic hair, and
the buttocks were also easily visible because the material was so thin!

As soon as I got on the bus, I stood at the very end.

As I expected, the voyeurs swarmed around me because of my outfit, standing at my feet as if they were bowing
down to my beauty. Some even deliberately climbed up and down to get a glimpse of my alluring face and protruding nipples—
perhaps this is what they call wanting to see the whole leopard!

Now back at the company, most of the male employees were distracted from work, only interested in coming into my office
to chat , and starting to eyeball me.

Their constant peeping excited me more and more, and a warm current quickly flowed from my lower body,
soaking my underwear in an instant. To make myself feel better, I quietly took off my underwear in my room before leaving work.

As I took off my underwear, I looked at the other people, pacing back and forth in front of the glass window, my heart unexpectedly racing
; so this is what it feels like to undress in front of people—this kind of excitement; this kind of pleasure; this kind of tension; this kind of
climax .

Strolling along the street after work, I was surprised by how comfortable it felt to be wearing nothing underneath. A gentle breeze blew
under my skirt, tickling my pubic hair; the ticklish sensation brought me immense excitement. So I decided to take a walk at
the nearby .

The sea breeze felt particularly cool and strong. I leaned against the railing, gazing at the sea; my mind suddenly calmed considerably.
I knew that my short skirt would easily be blown up by the strong wind in my current posture; I could also feel that
people walking behind me, men and women alike, would stop to peek.

Although I knew I wasn't wearing underwear, and that my entire rounded buttocks and the shadowy area at the bottom of my crotch would
be exposed to the voyeur's gaze with the wind, the current feeling of carefree comfort was truly unprecedented!

The sea breeze was like a wicked lover, kissing my entire body, sometimes from top to bottom, sometimes
from bottom to top, kissing my face, then my neck, then my breasts, his tongue
licking my nipples, making them hard in an instant.

He gently kissed my lower abdomen, while his hands caressed my back. After a pause, his
mouth started kissing upwards from my calves, circling my thighs and kissing incessantly. His lips and tongue alternated , kissing and licking
my buttocks, cleft, pubic area, pubic hair, pubic hair, and pubic hair everywhere, sometimes forceful, sometimes gentle
, truly making me feel like I was in heaven!

Suddenly I was awakened by a clattering sound, and when I turned around, I saw two men rubbing their heads. It was obvious
they were so focused on my alluring body that they hadn't been paying attention to the road ahead and bumped their heads together. I think I should
go home early. If I stand there any longer, someone might fall into the sea...

Hong Kong Exposure Girl's Diary (5)

June 11th (Thursday)

This morning, after getting up, I didn't waste as much time as usual choosing revealing clothes. Because I decided to
bring several sets of outfits in a large handbag for any performance. Today is the day to inspect the branch factory. Since not
many people like this task, I was immediately accepted when I volunteered to the head office.

This time, my responsibility is to inspect the operation of the branch factory in Kwun Tong. Now, as long as I arrive in a new environment, I can
find opportunities to expose myself! First, as soon as I leave the company, I randomly find a restaurant to have breakfast. Of course, eating breakfast
is secondary; the real purpose is to expose myself and excite me!

As soon as I sit down, I turn to the side, slightly pull up my short skirt, and inadvertently spread my thighs apart.
The sheer bikini
bottoms I wore today couldn't cover my entire private area at all. The diners sitting opposite me could easily see my pubic hair. As I read the magazine, I enjoyed the thrill of being spied on. Since I
was only wearing a white t-shirt, they probably didn't know I had firm breasts.

So, after paying the bill, I went to the restroom to change into a light yellow tank top. The restroom
was accessed through a long corridor. It turned out this restroom was shared by the restaurant and parking lot. The men's and women's
restrooms were separate, but the doors faced each other and weren't locked.

I could clearly see legs squatting in the men's stall, while the other stall doors were open. So, I pushed
the women's restroom door open as wide as possible, deliberately changing clothes in the restroom so he could easily see my half-naked
upper body .

When I heard him flush the toilet, I immediately took off my shirt. In the mirror, I saw him staring intently at my
bare back. I then crept behind the men's restroom door, quietly peeking.

Sigh! He really didn't know I was deliberately letting him see. He moved up and down countless times, and just as I turned
slightly , revealing one breast, his eyes seemed to pop out. Even after I put my shirt back on, I still felt unsatisfied.
Afterwards, I went into the squat toilet, which was naturally my time to expose my private parts.

But I squatted there for a long time, and he still didn't dare to go into the women's restroom. So I had no choice but to spread my legs
wide, so that he could still admire my little forest, the little paradise within the forest, the little cave within the paradise, and
the clear stream within the cave.

After the performance, I went out of the squat toilet and still saw him huddled behind the men's restroom door. So I pretended to pull up my short skirt and
adjust my underwear, so that my pubic hair could be seen by him again! I believe he should be satisfied.

This time I chose to take the MTR to Kwun Tong because I have never performed in the
subway ! And the see-through short skirt I wore today caused a large crowd to follow me. When the train arrived at the station
, I chose to sit opposite two students. Because I wanted to know if students were as lewd as other men
, but I soon found out that the answer was the same.

From the moment I sat down, their eyes never left my chest and under my skirt. One of them even
pretended tie his shoelaces, bending over to peek at my underwear. Of course, I took the opportunity to spread my legs as wide as possible, making it
easier for him to see my lace panties, and the pubic hair inside was also clearly visible to him. I continued to pretend
to read a magazine, opening and closing my legs, making them dizzy.

Station after station, after a round of whispering, they deliberately got up to offer their seats to two elderly people, standing in front of me.
Now, their position was directly facing my cleavage, and the air conditioning in the carriage made my nipples stand out.
How could a young man full of vigor resist such near-perfect breasts! They followed me until I
got off .

After all the passengers who had left the station got on the escalator, I slowly left the carriage, and of course, they were still following behind me
! I understood their intentions, so as I walked, I pulled my short skirt up from the waist, making it even shorter. As soon as I
stepped onto the escalator, I felt them bending down, peering at my buttocks.

To achieve my goal of exposure, I pretended to fix my shoe buckle, bent down, and scratched my buttocks.
Standing behind me, they could clearly see my cleft, and the transparency of my underwear allowed them
to see my two smooth, fleshy mounds and a few pubic hairs along the edges.

Although the escalator quickly reached the lobby, that short time was enough to excite and linger for those two students.

After leaving the subway station, I noticed many more people staring at me. Was I really that attractive? It turned out that my skirt
was really short enough to attract those two students, no wonder there were so many surprised looks!
So, when not many people were paying attention, I quickly pulled my skirt down to normal.

Hong Kong Exposure Girl's Diary (Part 6)

Following the address, I finally found the branch factory. The person who greeted me was a male supervisor surnamed Wang, about thirty years old.

His first glance was fixed on my protruding nipples, followed by my short skirt. I had to ask him twice before he realized what was happening and led me on a tour of the factory's production process.

As we toured the production line, he explained how it worked and how production was done.

But why would I bother with that? The most important thing was whether anyone was watching me. Passing through several departments,

the workers' eyes never left me. My breasts. Several times when I bent down to touch the fabric, Supervisor Wang and the other workers scrambled for the best spots.

I, of course, gave them ample time to clearly see my cleavage. Those in good positions could clearly see my perfect breasts, the rosy nipples clearly visible.

As for some of the more shrewd workers, they would peek under my skirt from behind when I bent down, the thin panties clinging to my transparent buttocks,

the outline of my vulva also imprinted on the panties. Such sexy clothing was unmatched by any other factory girl.

No wonder some of them were so revealing . He showed his displeasure. After his inspection, Supervisor Wang took me to the office to rest for a while.

The sofa there was old and the seats were low. As soon as I sat down, I picked up a magazine to read. He stared intently at my genitals.

I pretended to suggest asking the head office to buy a brand new one, but then said that the old one was actually quite good, and even used the excuse of swaying my hips from side to side, praising how comfortable the bouncy motion felt; actually

, I had secretly pulled up my skirt and slightly spread my legs. Now, sitting opposite me, he could definitely see my private parts clearly.

It was for his good position; besides, the indoor lighting was sufficient. Now, in my current position, combined with the factory's insufficient air conditioning,

my underwear was almost completely soaked. My pubic area and the dense, forest-like hair were now clearly visible on my underwear,

and he was so excited he couldn't help it. At the same time, I noticed a slight bulge in his trousers,

so I quickly said goodbye to avoid being seen...!

On my way back to the company, I kept thinking, if I hadn't been wearing underwear, what would have happened to Manager Wang? Wouldn't it be so clear that he could see my paradise,

and let him judge which of the tender flesh on both sides, the thick pubic hair in the center, and the sparse pubic hair on both banks was beautiful?

The stream flowed slowly from the cave, the glistening water droplets flowing down my vulva and towards another opening.

The pubic hair at the opening, sticky with water droplets, felt tingly and itchy, making me feel uncomfortable all over.

Thinking about this, I had unknowingly arrived at the bus stop, but at noon, there were very few people taking the bus. So I chose to sit in the last seat on the lower deck,

taking advantage of... When no one was watching, I quietly took off my underwear and sat in a seat facing me, waiting for my chance. Sure enough, at the second stop, some spectators boarded the bus.

One of the men was about to go up to the upper deck, but when he glanced at me, he was

immediately attracted by my long, beautiful legs and sexy short skirt, and he came back down to sit opposite me. Since he was the only one sitting opposite me, I boldly exposed my entire genitals to him.

He could now clearly see my private parts; due to the bright light, I believe he could even see the amount and color of my pubic hair. Location; how long is the vagina?

The scene of the stream flowing slowly is obvious. It was the first time I had pretended to be so exaggerated, as if I had no clothes on my lower body, and

let people admire my naked vulva. Let the stimulation brought by the exposure, the excitement brought by the stimulation, and

the stream of water brought by the excitement flowed endlessly to the hole. Then there were still different male passengers sitting opposite me,

of course, to admire the scenery of my paradise. Since all the male passengers were sitting opposite me, the female passengers had to sit in my row,

which was like the boundary between men and women. I was so proud! After returning to the company, I was very satisfied with my performance. I decided to perform more boldly in the future.

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June 12 (Friday)

I woke up this morning feeling a little cold, so I called the company to ask for a day off. Actually, there was nothing wrong, I just wanted to rest for a day!

But the weather today was really good, the sky was clear and the sun was shining. Suddenly I really wanted to sunbathe.

Anyway, tomorrow is a short week, and even if I get a tan, I can tell my colleagues that I went to the beach to sunbathe on the weekend.

So, all ready to go, I first picked out the swimsuit, sunscreen, sunglasses, and a loose-fitting t-shirt I'd bought just two days prior, along with a pair of incredibly short hot pants.

Today, I wasn't even going to wear underwear; I was determined to take advantage of any opportunity for a major breakthrough.

So, I grabbed an extra tank top, a short skirt, two magazines, and a large towel and immediately set off.

As I walked to the pier, I didn't notice any unusual stares, probably because my t-shirt concealed my beautiful figure;

at that moment, I felt a pang of jealousy and a strange sense of loss.

So, as soon as I entered the waiting area at the pier, I rushed to the restroom to change into the sexy tank top I'd brought.

I didn't go into the restroom; I just took off my t-shirt in front of the mirror, then took out the tank top from my bag.

But just as I was about to change, I suddenly saw a man's reflection in the mirror.

He was staring at my two full breasts... My upper body was bare.

Instead of immediately covering myself with my tank top, I turned around and showed him my breasts, saying he'd gone into the wrong women's restroom.

The man apologized and left, but before leaving, he stole one last glance. Of course, I was happy to let him admire me a little longer!

I put my tank top back on and wondered: had that man followed me into the women's restroom to spy on me? Was letting him go like this condoning his actions?

I didn't think too much about it at that moment. As long as I had the opportunity to expose myself legitimately and get psychological satisfaction,

who cared if it was intentional or not? Who cared if he was a pervert? Who cared if he was a weirdo? Actually, I think I was the most weirdo!

Perhaps because it wasn't a holiday, there weren't many people waiting at the bus stop, only fifteen or sixteen, and most of them were foreigners.

The foreign female tourists were actually quite sexy, and most didn't like wearing bras.

Luckily, my figure wasn't... Not to be outdone, so the lecherous men on the train preferred to stare at me. I knew my vest had a large bust,

so I held a magazine, placed my arms on the armrests in front of me, and leaned forward slightly.

This posture allowed the voyeurs behind me to easily see through my bust and most of my breasts and nipples.

Station after station, more and more people sat behind me, some even having to stand, and I believe they were all there to see my breasts,

since there were still plenty of empty seats in front of me! When we arrived at Repulse Bay Station, I walked slowly, and the spectators behind me followed slowly,

perhaps hoping to see me changing clothes or sunbathing there. As I passed a restroom, I noticed the men's and women's doors faced each other.

From outside, I could see the mirrors above the sinks. If I changed clothes like I did this morning in the ferry terminal restroom, wouldn't the effect be...? It was exactly the same.

So I gently walked to the mirror, and sure enough, I saw a man lingering outside the men's restroom in the reflection. I knew he was waiting for a chance to peep at me changing my swimsuit.

I first unbuttoned my shorts, but then deliberately flirted with him in front of the mirror, making him look pitiful with his anxious, ant-like appearance.

So I slowly took off my shorts, letting him admire my rounded arms first, and then slowly pulled my tank top up from the bottom. The tank top passed my navel;

then my firm breasts; slowly revealing my light pink areolas; then my small, not-too-small nipples, passing through my pink neck, and I removed the entire tank top.

I lightly tossed my long, beautiful hair, and looked at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets. How ridiculous!

Now I was a completely naked princess; but I knew this mirror was too small, and

the reflection couldn't show my entire body. So I stepped back a little,

holding my swimsuit... I looked left and right, hesitating to put on my swimsuit, wanting him more time to admire my perfect bronze body.

Of course, I slowly put on my swimsuit, and after I was done, I deliberately reached inside to lift my breasts,

making the swimsuit look even more perfect on me! A single woman walking on the beach inevitably attracts envious glances,

let alone a rare beauty like me! I walked all over the beach and finally found a good spot to expose myself.

To my left, two foreign girls were already lying face down sunbathing; one was wearing a bikini and had already taken off her top,

her back was completely naked and half of her breast was clearly visible, and her bikini bottoms were pulled down to a thin line; revealing half of her buttocks and her entire buttocks,

with only a little fabric covering her private parts.

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The other had pulled her entire one-piece swimsuit down to her waist, and half of her breast and a little bit of her buttocks could also be seen.

No wonder she attracted the attention of the three girls on the right . The boy and the two bachelors kept staring at me. So I decided to compete with these two foreign girls for attention.

After spreading out a large towel, I lay face down on the beach like them. I knew I had already attracted more than twenty pairs of eyes peeking at me,

waiting to see if I would sunbathe in the same way as the two foreign girls beside me. Of course, I wouldn't disappoint them.

First, I lightly applied sunscreen to my body, then loosened the straps of my swimsuit on both shoulders, and slowly pulled it down along my upper body. When the swimsuit passed my breasts,

I deliberately raised my body, and then, unknowingly, pulled down the swimsuit forcefully, revealing my full and firm breasts and nipples.

Then I quickly lay face down on the towel, giving these lecherous men a chance to rest. I slowly pulled in my stomach and pushed the swimsuit down again.

When the swimsuit was closest to my waist, I looked around and then pushed hard, and the swimsuit actually went over my buttocks and flew straight up to my thighs

. In less than three seconds, I was nearly naked in broad daylight, on a shallow bay with over three hundred people. I felt both embarrassed and excited.

So, pretending to be nonchalant, I pulled my swimsuit up to cover my hips and waist. Then I pulled it down further, revealing my entire buttocks,

only covering my private parts. Finally, I had completed my exposure mission and could lie down to rest! But less than fifteen minutes later,

I felt something I had never felt before. It was as if I were naked, weaving through hundreds of people,

letting men constantly stare, my full breasts brushing past them. Some lunatics even followed me,

constantly peering at me from left to right. One even tickled my nerves, and suddenly my body went limp and I collapsed onto the sand.

They immediately began to shamelessly rub and fondle my breasts, and even more outrageously, they sucked on my nipples,

making my nipples ... Unconsciously, I became erect, and some men lightly licked my navel with their tongues. They pushed my body to the side,

lifting one of my legs to admire my two small holes in different locations.

As for my elastic buttocks, they were rubbed by countless men's hands; they also lightly swept their fingers between my buttocks,

sweeping further and further down the buttocks, constantly playing with my pubic hair around the opening of my anus, and even lightly inserting their fingers into this tight little hole.

The feeling of their fingers going in and out brought me wave after wave of orgasm.

Some of the more chivalrous men used their tongues instead of their fingers, and this feeling was another kind of indescribable comfort.

At this point, they were not willing to stop there. Their fingers had now slid from my anus to my paradise. The jungle around my paradise had already been ravaged by them.

Now, several of them laid my body flat, gently stroking the little forest by my stream, while the lava inside the cave was surging.

Some eagerly used their tongues to receive the flowing liquid, while others used their fingers to probe my vulva along the lava.

The more they teased me, the more excited I became. At this moment, a burly man suddenly stripped off all his clothes and walked naked between my legs,

forcefully spreading them apart. My entire pinkish flesh was forced to be exposed before his bestial gaze.

Then he grabbed his thick penis, attempting to thrust it hard into my vulva. Of course, I resisted desperately,

because I am someone who can be seen by anyone; at most, I can be touched with my consent; but I absolutely cannot be forced to be possessed.

At this moment, not only did no one offer a helping hand, but a series of cheers and applause came from all around. Finally, unable to resist, I

was penetrated by his incomparably thick cannon into my untouched vulva.

After penetration, I fainted from the pain, and when I woke up, I did not feel anything in my lower body. Instead of pain, my back was throbbing with unusual pain! It turned out I'd fallen asleep and was daydreaming,

unknowingly sunbathing for over two hours. No wonder my back hurt so much!

So I pulled up my swimsuit and turned to sunbathe in front of me, naturally trying to raise my body as high as possible to show off my ample breasts.

After turning around, the swimsuit only covered half my chest, still revealing most of one breast. I pulled the swimsuit slits up as high as possible,

and my pubic hair peeked out from under the swimsuit. Because it was pulled up so high and tight, the entire shape of my vulva was clearly visible under the swimsuit.

Not long after I started sunbathing, a group of young men who looked like playboys sat down next to me. They stared at me without any politeness,

more than ten eyes scanning my chest, looking at my nipples that were erect with excitement, while others stared at my slightly arched vulva,

constantly peeking at the pubic hair peeking out from under the swimsuit. Some of them seemed to see right through my swimsuit. It seemed they were still watching my paradise.

Now I felt as if I were naked, letting them admire my naked body.

Letting them comment on my firm breasts, letting them spread my legs, stroke my pubic hair,

even parting it, revealing my entire paradise clearly to everyone's eyes. Some even slowly parted my two tender and smooth pink labia,

peering into the glistening water droplets inside. Some were even more outrageous, vibrating their fingers incessantly on my clitoris, causing the stream of water inside to gush out endlessly.

A gust of wind and sand suddenly woke me up; I was daydreaming again.

I touched my genitals through my swimsuit; they were indeed soaking wet.

Could it be that my exhibitionism had gone mad, allowing me to fantasize about exposure anytime, anywhere, endlessly, without end?

Could I really be possessed? Alas! Who knows? But now I know I'm hopelessly addicted;

because the satisfaction and pleasure that exposure brings me is truly irreplaceable by anything else in the world.

June 13th (Saturday)
I woke up feeling incredibly hungry, probably because last night's performance was too intense!

But I didn't want to go out immediately; so I made myself breakfast. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went naked into the kitchen to cook my favorite instant noodles.

It turns out the kitchen window also lets me see the windows of the surrounding neighbors. In the distance, I even saw a five or six-year-old boy leaning against the window, watching me.

It turns out my impressive figure not only attracts men's attention; now even little boys are interested in me; how amazing!

I was afraid he'd become a pervert before he grew up, and then I'd be a sinner for all time, so I gave him a smile and started cooking the noodles.

But after turning the switch on and off several times, I still couldn't get the stove to light. It turned out I hadn't used any gaskets. I called the gas company to deliver the gas.

I'd never paid attention to what gas delivery workers looked like before, but from today onward, I had to, because they would be my audience.

Although I don't like wearing clothes, I couldn't be completely naked when someone came to my house.

So I chose a light pink, see-through floral panty and put on a thin, short, close-fitting nightgown over it.

When the doorbell rang, I pretended to be still very tired and went to open the door. The gas delivery worker was a dark-skinned man.

Before I could even see his face clearly, he seemed to have seen right through me, his eyes fixed on my breasts, my rosy nipples clearly visible through the nightgown.

As his gaze moved downwards, the see-through floral panty couldn't hide my lush pubic hair at all.

Awakened by my presence, he followed me to the kitchen, while I went to the opposite side... I pretended to wash my face in the bathroom. My pink nightgown, so thin it was almost see-through, accentuated my figure in the sunlight.

My slender waist made the nightgown appear loose, but it clung tightly to my round, firm buttocks, clearly showing the contours of my buttocks and the shape of my underwear.

I'm sure he saw me looking down; the thin nightgown made it easy to see I wasn't wearing anything underneath—no bra, just tight around my shoulders. Looking at my entire body, all I saw was my underwear.

I deliberately squatted down to pick something up from the floor, my back to him, my excitement surging through every vein, causing my hips to sway back and forth,

sometimes even sticking my butt out. His reflection in the mirror looked like his eyes were about to explode. I immediately closed the door, fearing he might succumb to his lust and rape me, losing my 21 years of chastity in an instant.

Even as I saw him off, he wouldn't let a second pass. They stared at my chest until the door closed, which shows how alluring I am!

June 14th (Sunday) –

today I'm going to show off at the pool. It's been a long time since I've been to the pool; the changing rooms have been opened up and are now much larger. I casually stood in the center to change my swimsuit.

Just as I was completely naked, I noticed many female swimmers secretly peeking at me.

Apparently, they change by first taking off their bottoms and underwear, then putting on their swimsuits up to their lower abdomen; after covering their genitals, they then take off their tops and bras before putting on their swimsuits.

Such a time-consuming method! Why not just take off all their clothes first and then put on their swimsuits?

After seeing their figures, I completely understood!

And with my beautiful figure and daring style, no wonder they were stealing glances at me.

After storing my clothes in the locker, I stepped out of the pool. I was wearing a light yellow single-layered swimsuit… The low-cut, high-slit swimsuit had already attracted countless lecherous gazes.

After being soaked by the showerhead, my nipples were gently lifted by my firm, high breasts, while my pubic hair slightly arched the swimsuit,

with a few strands peeking out from the edges, transforming my appearance from aesthetically pleasing to sexy.

As I walked towards the shallow end, lifeguards darted around me, scrutinizing me—no wonder some people called them "lifeguard dogs"! As soon as

I entered the water, I noticed people spying on me underwater, their efforts clearly aimed at seeing the shape of my genitals and the exposed pubic hair.

I swam for a while, enduring countless lecherous glances, but I still felt I hadn't reached the minimum standard of exposure.

So I went to a sun lounger on the pool surface to sunbathe.

Lying on my back, I spread my legs as wide as possible; because my swimsuit was light-colored and completely wet, the shape of my genitals was clearly visible.

Moreover, when I got out of the water, I deliberately used my hand to pull a few pubic hairs out of my swimsuit. My breasts and prominent nipples, barely visible on my upper body, were directly exposed to the sunlight. Although I closed my eyes, I could still feel many people moving around me. I knew my swimsuit had completely revealed my private area, and the exposure of my pubic hair only fueled the lustful thoughts of those with a penchant for such things.

I realized I didn't have many opportunities to perform in the pool, so I considered leaving. Just as I was about to return to the women's changing room, I realized I had to pass through the men's changing room. I glanced inside and found no one there. Driven by curiosity, I was bold enough to try and enter the men's changing room to see what lay inside. I looked again... There was absolutely no one around, which led to my first time entering the men's locker room. As soon as I entered, I hid behind a locker, quietly peeking inside. I saw five or six men of different ages, all completely naked.

One old man even had white pubic hair; another boy, who looked like a student, had a six-inch penis; while a burly man only had about three inches—a truly diverse array. I was incredibly excited, even more so than if I were exposing myself. But I worried that standing there too long would get me noticed. Suddenly, a strange idea struck me… She took off her swimsuit and hid in the shower stall; pretending to have entered the wrong men's changing room, she showered naked with her back to all the male swimmers, and incredibly, no one noticed.

Now, she was even more excited than before, because countless naked men had passed by her bare back, and she could feel the stimulation bringing her to orgasm, while a warm current involuntarily flowed down her genitals. She knew she had gone too far, so when no one was around, she quickly put on her swimsuit and rushed out of the men's changing room. She even bumped into a child at the door, and told him, "Sister went into the wrong men's changing room." Then, she quietly went back to the women's changing room to change, left the pool, and went home. Even after returning home, her emotions had not calmed down. Thinking back to the exposure and peeping in the pool, it's truly unforgettable! I really need to get some rest early tonight and be fully prepared for tomorrow's work.

June 15th (Monday)
When I woke up this morning, I looked out the window and noticed that there seemed to be many dark shadows lurking around the windows. I knew my naked body had aroused arousal. I stood in front of the window and stretched, greeting the morning sun with my firm breasts and thick forest, giving the audience a feast for the eyes!

As usual, I got dressed and went to work. Today I wore a light yellow thin shirt and an orange skirt. The bus stop was already crowded, and as usual, I greeted more than a dozen pairs of lewd eyes as I walked to the end of the line. Soon... A well-mannered-looking man was standing behind me in line. When the bus arrived at the station, I was pushed into the bus by the crowd. Because there were so many passengers, I didn't have a chance to stand on the stairs and let onlookers peek under my short skirt. But suddenly, a hand pinched my breast. It was the well-mannered man behind me. He couldn't find a handrail and lost his balance, which startled me. But I knew it was unintentional, so I said to him, "It's okay, there's always a chance of collision when the bus is crowded."

When he first touched my breast, he must have felt that I wasn't wearing a bra; it was soft and full. The bouncy feel of the fabric was something he absolutely loved! Because I said it didn't matter, he would intentionally or unintentionally touch, brush, and bump my body with his fingers or the back of his hand whenever the car swayed. When the car suddenly braked hard due to an accident, my short skirt actually covered his hand, and the back of his hand was pressed against my underwear. But I pretended not to notice, watching to see what he would do. At first, he just lightly brushed my buttocks with the back of his hand when the car swayed; then he gently stroked me with his fingers. Seeing that I didn't react much… He brazenly slipped his hand inside my underwear, his fingers sliding down my buttocks. This seemingly refined man vigorously stroked my buttocks, his movements sometimes forceful, sometimes gentle, thrilling me!

A warm current surged within me, lingering at my vulva. But I knew his excitement surpassed mine, because he was pressing down on my clitoris, which had now become a massive erection. After playing with my bouncy buttocks, his fingers returned to the center of my buttocks, sliding down to rest on my... He gently brushed the soft hair at the entrance of my anus, then used moderate pressure to lightly insert and withdraw his fingers. The stream of pleasure was now surging forth; he slid his fingers downstream, using the slippery water to guide them to my anus. The lubricating water allowed his fingers to move freely and smoothly in and out of the opening. He lowered his body, his fingers circling around my anus and gently caressing my vulva. I was driven to ecstasy by his skillful finger work. Knowing that continuing would surely ruin my reputation, I pushed his hand away as soon as the bus arrived at the stop. I jumped out of the car.

It turned out to be just Sham Shui Po, a full five blocks from Cheung Sha Wan. I could only walk slowly, hoping for an unexpected surprise! But as fate would have it, a sudden downpour started. I quickly took shelter under an awning. Most of the shops on the street were still closed. I saw my soaked shirt, my nipples barely visible. I decided to take off my outer garment, pretending it was to shield myself from the rain, but actually, I wanted to expose my semi-transparent breasts for passersby to admire. My alluring figure... The hurried passersby slowed down, and the peeping tom, trying to get a better look at my alluring nipples, actually bumped into a lamppost. As I chuckled to myself, I saw a "Night Market" shop about to open for business. I rushed inside and asked the clerk if they had any clothes or umbrellas. A child's voice replied that they did; it was a boy of fourteen or fifteen. When he saw my protruding nipples, seemingly about to burst through my soaked, thin shirt, and my almost naked upper body, he froze, speechless. Seeing his dumbfounded expression, I decided to make him my audience

. He asked if I had any women's clothing to change into, and whether there were any other people or female staff in the shop. He stammered that his parents had errands to run today, so he was the only one there and had opened early. Hearing this made me incredibly happy. Just as I was getting excited, he found me two ordinary clothes. I asked where the changing room was, but he said there wasn't one and told me to change in the restroom. I told him I was worried about the restroom being dirty, and suggested he just close the shop door and let me change first, since there wouldn't be many customers so early anyway. I opened the door a few minutes before he left, telling him that as long as he turned his back to me and didn't peek, I wouldn't mind if he was just a kid. He stammered and quickly agreed.

So I turned my back to him and took off my shirt, but I didn't immediately put on the new clothes. Instead, I clasped my hands together on my breasts

and told him I needed to buy a towel to dry myself. When I turned around, I realized he was already looking at me. My two full and firm breasts were half-concealed, facing him, who was wide-eyed.

I knew my alluring body had attracted another boy... Then I said to him:

"Little boy! When you're a big boy, you can see this all the time on your girlfriend's body. Hurry up and find me a towel; I'm freezing!"

So he immediately found me a big towel, and I asked him to dry my back. His hands trembled as he wiped the water droplets off my body, and

when he wiped my firm buttocks, his hands trembled even more violently! I believe he was incredibly excited! Actually, I was many times more excited than him!

This was the first time in my life that I had an excuse to be completely naked in front of a man, and there was even some physical contact. Even though it had come to this point, I was still not satisfied.

So I said to him, "Little boy! Why don't you go all the way and wipe my thighs and calves too? If you agree, I'll buy you these things." "West."

He was naturally more than happy to oblige, and immediately knelt down in front of me, his mouth aimed directly at my vulva and pubic hair.

As he dried my thighs and calves, his rapid breathing gently rustled my pubic hair,

and this small vibration sent wave after wave of orgasms through me. The warm current inside me flowed out of my vulva, and I deliberately spread my legs a little

so that he could see my entire vulva more clearly. Now, burning with desire, I wasn't cold at all,

and I hoped he would be bolder, preferably inserting his entire tongue into my vulva and sucking the sweet nectar slowly flowing from my body.

June 18th (Thursday)

Today I have an urge to go to the beach and show off my new t-back underwear, which I just bought yesterday, as swim trunks to the public.

But then I wondered if there would be enough spectators on the beach on a normal day? Would it be a waste of my performance? In the end, exposure triumphed over everything, and

I finally set off. Seeing the foreign girl sunbathing with her bare back exposed, how could I accept defeat? So, let's have a grand showdown. You sunbathe, I sunbathe, and my t-back is less covered, sexier, and more revealing than hers.

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