Exams suck. So mean of uni to schedule exams so late. People start Christmas shopping already and we're still mugging. Went for another run before the last paper. But still stuck in a HDB estate coz it's too much trouble to go to a quiet park in a private housing estate without a car. Wore a black thong instead of my boyshorts this time.
Of course I did not leave my shorts in the carpark like what I did with my boyshorts. Too exposed running along the walkways with my buttocks bared. I run as usual to the HDB block, then found a unit with laundry hanging outside. I added my shorts, then on an impulse I removed my sports bra and placed it there too. I think they will be safe there at night with the lights already off and the door closed. So now I stand in the cold night wind wearing a singlet and thong (and socks and shoes of course) with my pony tail tied up. I could see my nipples through the thin fabric of my singlet. I walked the next few floors and it was really a little boring. Not very much different from wearing boyshorts, but my boobs bounced much more even though I was walking and not running. Nobody to appreciate them.
I sat down on the staircase for a while, thinking of what to do next. The cement was cold! And dusty. I had to dust off my buttocks after I've decided what to do next. The grooves on the edge of the steps left their mark on my tender flesh. So ugly! I tried to rub them out. I went back for my clothing. I went to the wrong floor and had a mild shock when I could not find my shorts. Still there, fortunately. It did take me a while to find them though. On hindsight, it would have been disastrous if the owners of the house kept their laundry while I was away on my run, I would really be caught with my pants down if they had kept my shorts and bra together with the rest of their laundry!
Wore back my shorts and went to 7-11 to buy drink. Stuffed my bra into my shorts and thong. It makes an ugly shape in my shorts! Dunno where else to keep it but it doesn't really stay there and I have to adjust it from time to time. The male staff at the counter definitely noticed I was not wearing a bra. I smiled at him and he was a little shy. Couldn't decide to look at my face or my nipples. I wonder if this is the last time I can come back to this outlet. Walked along the main road until I reached the town centre but very few people were still around at that time. Also too dark, not many people noticed until I reached bus interchange and took a bus home from there.The light there is stronger and the shape of my nipples more visible.
Ignored the stares of the other passengers, not many of them anyway. Took last seat on the bus and squatted down when the bus moved off. Removed my singlet and sat on the seat again with my shoulders down. Have to check for other vehicles outside, make sure there isn't a bus that suddenly appear beside me and its passengers can see that I'm topless! I played with my breasts for a while. So fun! Bus makes a long trip, I usually take short cut. Wore back my bra and singlet again when 2 bus stops away from home. One of my most exciting bus rides ever!
Friday, 1 December 2006
Tuesday, 28 November 2006
Braless after a paper
After one paper I stopped at one of the neighbourhood shopping centres on the way home and removed my bra. I was wearing a dark blue top with dark floral prints and jeans. I like the freedom and comfort of being able to go braless, and I appreciate this freedom all the more during exam times.
One day I was digging through my old clothes when I should have been studying for exams and found this top. It's loose and dark coloured so the shape of my breasts is not so noticable when they move. It's cut so that just a little bit of my cleavage can be seen when I'm wearing a bra underneath. You almost won't see them without that support so it's not really obvious that I'm braless, but you can still tell if you look carefully, as you will see later.
It was still early when I reached the shopping centre and there were not a lot of people. I walked around for a while enjoying the braless feeling. I have decided that I will stroll around until the lunch time crowd comes in and I will leave if I start to feel unsafe. It was mostly ok until I went to try on a top I saw. The aircon in the fitting room was cold and I left it with my nipples standing. I had to go buy some nipple stickers and go stick them on in the toilet. Some guys seem to have noticed along the way and looked more than they usually did, but that is still ok. The creepy part was when I noticed one guy hanging around the toilets and then following me when I came out. I remember seeing him in Watsons! I think he was stalking me! And he was looking at my chest when I came out. The nipple tapes I put on helped make it less obvious, but I think he knows that I'm still braless.
I went to another fashion shop and hung around for a while until he went off before I came out again. I think he's harmless, but it's kind of irritating and I would have been worried if he follows me to the MRT station. But since I lost him, I felt that it was ok for me to have my lunch there. KFC! Eating with my hands oily, I was glad he did not come back. I felt bold and took the train all the way home and wore back my bra only when I alighted at my station. Got to wear it back, can't go home without it. But I think I can get away without a bra. It depends on what I wear and what I do. Need to walk a little slower so the movements are less obvious and nipple tapes help cover up when I get cold or aroused.
One day I was digging through my old clothes when I should have been studying for exams and found this top. It's loose and dark coloured so the shape of my breasts is not so noticable when they move. It's cut so that just a little bit of my cleavage can be seen when I'm wearing a bra underneath. You almost won't see them without that support so it's not really obvious that I'm braless, but you can still tell if you look carefully, as you will see later.
It was still early when I reached the shopping centre and there were not a lot of people. I walked around for a while enjoying the braless feeling. I have decided that I will stroll around until the lunch time crowd comes in and I will leave if I start to feel unsafe. It was mostly ok until I went to try on a top I saw. The aircon in the fitting room was cold and I left it with my nipples standing. I had to go buy some nipple stickers and go stick them on in the toilet. Some guys seem to have noticed along the way and looked more than they usually did, but that is still ok. The creepy part was when I noticed one guy hanging around the toilets and then following me when I came out. I remember seeing him in Watsons! I think he was stalking me! And he was looking at my chest when I came out. The nipple tapes I put on helped make it less obvious, but I think he knows that I'm still braless.
I went to another fashion shop and hung around for a while until he went off before I came out again. I think he's harmless, but it's kind of irritating and I would have been worried if he follows me to the MRT station. But since I lost him, I felt that it was ok for me to have my lunch there. KFC! Eating with my hands oily, I was glad he did not come back. I felt bold and took the train all the way home and wore back my bra only when I alighted at my station. Got to wear it back, can't go home without it. But I think I can get away without a bra. It depends on what I wear and what I do. Need to walk a little slower so the movements are less obvious and nipple tapes help cover up when I get cold or aroused.
Friday, 24 November 2006
crotchless thong
I'm sure you readers will be happy to know that I have bought a crotchless thong. How could I resist such a naughty piece of lingerie when there is a sale? And what a good way to recover from a tough exam paper!
What's a crotchless thong? Well, you know how a thong is supposed to cover the essentials? A crotchless thong opens at those same essentials. It has only 2 straps running between my legs instead of the double-layered piece. Sounds good? Looking from the front when I stand normally while wearing it, you would think that it is just a normal thong. But when I squat down or spread my legs, you can see everything if you are at the right place and the right time. It's so open and accessible that I don't need to remove it when I go to toilet and pee. Get the picture? It will be so convenient for wearing under a miniskirt and going out to have fun! I can show off everything if I want to, or only as much as I normally would anyway when in a mini. The material between the legs is not enough to hide everything but if I keep my legs together I don't think anybody will realise this is crotchless.
Mum must never see this. She is already not happy that I have more thongs than panties and even those panties are mostly the see-thru, frilly and naughty designs that are obviously meant to be seen. I have only a few plain boring ones I wear when I exercise and when I'm wearing jeans.
I will reward myself with a trip to town in the crotchless after exams! Something to look forward to!
What's a crotchless thong? Well, you know how a thong is supposed to cover the essentials? A crotchless thong opens at those same essentials. It has only 2 straps running between my legs instead of the double-layered piece. Sounds good? Looking from the front when I stand normally while wearing it, you would think that it is just a normal thong. But when I squat down or spread my legs, you can see everything if you are at the right place and the right time. It's so open and accessible that I don't need to remove it when I go to toilet and pee. Get the picture? It will be so convenient for wearing under a miniskirt and going out to have fun! I can show off everything if I want to, or only as much as I normally would anyway when in a mini. The material between the legs is not enough to hide everything but if I keep my legs together I don't think anybody will realise this is crotchless.
Mum must never see this. She is already not happy that I have more thongs than panties and even those panties are mostly the see-thru, frilly and naughty designs that are obviously meant to be seen. I have only a few plain boring ones I wear when I exercise and when I'm wearing jeans.
I will reward myself with a trip to town in the crotchless after exams! Something to look forward to!
Monday, 20 November 2006
Mugging at a fast food restaurant
Things I learnt while mugging for exams in a fast food outlet:
1. It can get terribly cold when studying in a miniskirt in aircon. I know you will ask if I'm bare underneath, the answer is that I'm not pantyless, but I'm still cold.
2. It's distracting to study in a miniskirt because it's very easy for me to uncross my legs and give a good view. Sometimes accidentally. I have to resist the temptation to do it intentionally because I won't be able to concentrate on my books if guys from the next table keep staring at me.
3. Going home in the evening for dinner means I have to squeeze with the working people going home after work. It's easy to get molested in the trains. That day that I was wearing a miniskirt, my left buttock got groped by someone who was getting off the train.
4. Studying in a t-shirt and jeans is much warmer even when I'm braless. Got to wear a thick t-shirt though, so the shape doesn't show so clearly.
5. It's so comfy braless that it feels like I'm at home in my room. One time when I was on my way home, I walked almost all the way to the mrt station before I remembered that I haven't worn back my bra and people are noticing.
I hate exams! Need to go let off some more stress!
1. It can get terribly cold when studying in a miniskirt in aircon. I know you will ask if I'm bare underneath, the answer is that I'm not pantyless, but I'm still cold.
2. It's distracting to study in a miniskirt because it's very easy for me to uncross my legs and give a good view. Sometimes accidentally. I have to resist the temptation to do it intentionally because I won't be able to concentrate on my books if guys from the next table keep staring at me.
3. Going home in the evening for dinner means I have to squeeze with the working people going home after work. It's easy to get molested in the trains. That day that I was wearing a miniskirt, my left buttock got groped by someone who was getting off the train.
4. Studying in a t-shirt and jeans is much warmer even when I'm braless. Got to wear a thick t-shirt though, so the shape doesn't show so clearly.
5. It's so comfy braless that it feels like I'm at home in my room. One time when I was on my way home, I walked almost all the way to the mrt station before I remembered that I haven't worn back my bra and people are noticing.
I hate exams! Need to go let off some more stress!
Friday, 20 October 2006
jog in boyshorts part 2
Let me continue with my story telling...
So I finally got in the next lift without being seen again (I hope!) and went up to the top floor. I don't know what I would have done if the door opens and there is someone outside waiting for the lift but fortunately there was nobody outside. I walked out slowly and looked around. Staircase at the side, corridors going both sides and the barrier wall is high enough to hide my lower body so that people downstairs will not see anything indecent if they look up. I'm quite decent from the waist up.
I have gone up another block of flats when I went running during my A levels. I was still doing my shorts without panties night run then and I took off my shorts and walked bare bottom along the corridors for a few storeys. It was such a thrill doing it then! I have not gone back to that block and I'm now going to do my walk in my undies. I will walk to the staircase at the other end, walk down to the next floor and walk all the way back and down the next floor again. Floor after floor I walked, my running shoes making no sound. I listened and kept my eyes open for people who might still be outside at this time, walking quickly past open doors so that nobody notices how skimpily dressed I am. Eventually I decided that open doors are safe enough that I will walk past casually, looking in and occasionally seeing someone look back and by then I will have gone past the door and will be at the window where my butt cannot be seen. Hehe... don't think anyone has eyes that sharp when they are busy watching TV...
Then I removed my boyshorts at a staircase landing and walked along the corridor to the other end. It was so exciting taking it off because my shoes were in the way and I had to stop and take them off and I was very vulnerable with my pants down and cannot run away if someone comes along! My legs were shaking as I walked with my boyshorts in my hand, hoping that there will not be any open doors. One door is open! I ran past it quickly hoping nobody will notice my bare bottom. I dared not look in. My heart was pounding by the time I reached the staircase and I had to remove my shoes to wear back my undies. I was so panicky that I dropped the undies and had to pick it up and dust it off and check which is the front and which is the back! And I'm trickling wet down there by now. The corridors were long and after my half-naked run I was ready to call it a night. I forced myself to walk along another 2 floors to calm myself down. I feel much much safer wearing my boyshorts than when I was airing my ass! I then took the lift the rest of the way down, relived not to meet anybody.
Time to go buy a drink from 7-11. A female cashier tonight. I walked behind the shelf so she cannot see my legs. There were 2 guys at the cold drinks and I waited behind the shelf, pretending to be looking at something else. Then they walked over and I hurridly grabbed something big enough to cover myself. The biggest I could find was a loaf of bread and it's not nearly enough! I held it at groin level anyway and walked past them hoping they did not notice, hid at the other side and checked to see if they are following me.Quickly open the fridge and grab a can of 100 plus, threw the bread to the shelf, took a few coins from my coin pouch and went to the cashier. They have followed me back to the fridge after all and are behind me while I paid for the drink and walked out. They had a very good view of my backside and I'm sure they knew it was lacy underwear. Lucky them. I walked out as calmly as I could so I won't draw the cashier's attention. I think she was serving them and did not notice. I wouldn't want her to be telling her colleagues about me and causing my favourite 7-11 to be a place I can no longer go to. I ran off so that those guys will not be able to catch up with me. I did not even know that I was running the wrong way and had to take a longer journey to get home. At least I was sure those 2 guys did not really get to see my face and could see only my pony tail and a lot of my round ass. Not likely that they will recognise me! But still, it was so dangerous...
I had enough for 1 night. I kept away from people, hiding in stair landings where necessary, waiting for them to pass by. I finally made it back to the multistorey carpark and my shorts were still there. I wore them back with trembling legs and headed home. This is the most exciting trip I have ever had!
So I finally got in the next lift without being seen again (I hope!) and went up to the top floor. I don't know what I would have done if the door opens and there is someone outside waiting for the lift but fortunately there was nobody outside. I walked out slowly and looked around. Staircase at the side, corridors going both sides and the barrier wall is high enough to hide my lower body so that people downstairs will not see anything indecent if they look up. I'm quite decent from the waist up.
I have gone up another block of flats when I went running during my A levels. I was still doing my shorts without panties night run then and I took off my shorts and walked bare bottom along the corridors for a few storeys. It was such a thrill doing it then! I have not gone back to that block and I'm now going to do my walk in my undies. I will walk to the staircase at the other end, walk down to the next floor and walk all the way back and down the next floor again. Floor after floor I walked, my running shoes making no sound. I listened and kept my eyes open for people who might still be outside at this time, walking quickly past open doors so that nobody notices how skimpily dressed I am. Eventually I decided that open doors are safe enough that I will walk past casually, looking in and occasionally seeing someone look back and by then I will have gone past the door and will be at the window where my butt cannot be seen. Hehe... don't think anyone has eyes that sharp when they are busy watching TV...
Then I removed my boyshorts at a staircase landing and walked along the corridor to the other end. It was so exciting taking it off because my shoes were in the way and I had to stop and take them off and I was very vulnerable with my pants down and cannot run away if someone comes along! My legs were shaking as I walked with my boyshorts in my hand, hoping that there will not be any open doors. One door is open! I ran past it quickly hoping nobody will notice my bare bottom. I dared not look in. My heart was pounding by the time I reached the staircase and I had to remove my shoes to wear back my undies. I was so panicky that I dropped the undies and had to pick it up and dust it off and check which is the front and which is the back! And I'm trickling wet down there by now. The corridors were long and after my half-naked run I was ready to call it a night. I forced myself to walk along another 2 floors to calm myself down. I feel much much safer wearing my boyshorts than when I was airing my ass! I then took the lift the rest of the way down, relived not to meet anybody.
Time to go buy a drink from 7-11. A female cashier tonight. I walked behind the shelf so she cannot see my legs. There were 2 guys at the cold drinks and I waited behind the shelf, pretending to be looking at something else. Then they walked over and I hurridly grabbed something big enough to cover myself. The biggest I could find was a loaf of bread and it's not nearly enough! I held it at groin level anyway and walked past them hoping they did not notice, hid at the other side and checked to see if they are following me.Quickly open the fridge and grab a can of 100 plus, threw the bread to the shelf, took a few coins from my coin pouch and went to the cashier. They have followed me back to the fridge after all and are behind me while I paid for the drink and walked out. They had a very good view of my backside and I'm sure they knew it was lacy underwear. Lucky them. I walked out as calmly as I could so I won't draw the cashier's attention. I think she was serving them and did not notice. I wouldn't want her to be telling her colleagues about me and causing my favourite 7-11 to be a place I can no longer go to. I ran off so that those guys will not be able to catch up with me. I did not even know that I was running the wrong way and had to take a longer journey to get home. At least I was sure those 2 guys did not really get to see my face and could see only my pony tail and a lot of my round ass. Not likely that they will recognise me! But still, it was so dangerous...
I had enough for 1 night. I kept away from people, hiding in stair landings where necessary, waiting for them to pass by. I finally made it back to the multistorey carpark and my shorts were still there. I wore them back with trembling legs and headed home. This is the most exciting trip I have ever had!
guys without undies
Taking a short break from telling about my nighttime jog... I promise to finish writing about it soon ok?
Some readers have been emailing with me and told me that they have also tried going without undies. They are guys, so they face a problem with the distinctive shape when they get excited. Would you like to share your experiences?
For me, I do it for the thrill, because I can do it and nobody knows what I am doing. It's my secret. I'm a girl so my difficulties are to hide the bouncing breasts and to make sure my skirt doesn't fly up and that I don't get too wet... I'm sharing my exciting moments through this blog.
Post your comments or email me in essay form no less than 1000 words :-p
Why do you do it? What challenges do you have to face? What exciting moments have you to tell?
Just kidding, a simple email will do. I'm a curious girl and I like to read about your stories as much as you like to read mine. It's encouraging when there is sharing.
Some readers have been emailing with me and told me that they have also tried going without undies. They are guys, so they face a problem with the distinctive shape when they get excited. Would you like to share your experiences?
For me, I do it for the thrill, because I can do it and nobody knows what I am doing. It's my secret. I'm a girl so my difficulties are to hide the bouncing breasts and to make sure my skirt doesn't fly up and that I don't get too wet... I'm sharing my exciting moments through this blog.
Post your comments or email me in essay form no less than 1000 words :-p
Why do you do it? What challenges do you have to face? What exciting moments have you to tell?
Just kidding, a simple email will do. I'm a curious girl and I like to read about your stories as much as you like to read mine. It's encouraging when there is sharing.
Thursday, 19 October 2006
jog in boyshorts part 1
Last night is a good night to go jogging again. The haze finally cleared up enough to do exercise outdoors... for only 1 night! It's now hazy again... sian.... Haze means I have to stay indoors and be a good girl.
My mum took a look at me in my running gear at 10pm at night and asked, exams coming already? Coz I do this a lot more when exam stress is overwhelming. I was wearing my normal running gear of sports singlet and shorts when I left the house. What is different is that I'm wearing my yellow boyshorts below them instead of my usual cotton panties.
The first thing I did is to go to that nearby multi-storey carpark again, went up the stairs to a high floor where there are no cars being parked. I hid behind a pillar and pulled down my sports shorts and left them on top of a firehose box, folded properly and hope nobody sees them. I had never left anything here before as I will usually just remove my panties and bring them with me. Not as convenient to bring the shorts with me. Much more thrilling to leave them behind too! The whole level is empty and if anybody comes up to put out a fire at this time of the night, I'm just damn unlucky. If someone finds my shorts there at this hour and they go missing, I will have to sneak home much later when my family is asleep... So I took a risk and left them there.
Standing there in my boyshorts, I admired myself a bit more and tugged my singlet a bit to see how much I can cover. I can pull down the back but it won't cover properly and there is still a gap behind. The boyshorts are really low and not enough to cover my ass. They don't move very well with my body and I had to readjust them after I'm done stretching and warming up. One thing I really like: they are cooling! I can feel the breeze cooling my butt as I put my leg up on the wall to stretch them!
Then I started a slow jog down the ramp of the carpark. A couple of floors down, I had to avoid a woman getting out of her car and I waited until she has left before I dared to come out. A car drove in when I reached the ground floor and I hid myself between 2 cars while it drove past. They will be able to see everything in that headlight of theirs! And I did a slow jog along the corridors of the blocks until I reached the canal at the edge of the estate. I had never been this exposed before and I was very very nervously keeping a lookout for anyone who might be outside and able to see me. Safe so far. I jogged along the unlit canal until I reached the next opening, perhaps 3 minutes away and passing by a drunk asleep on the bench. Did he see the yellow? Did he know how much I was showing?
I reached another row of shops that I will not usually patronize during the day. I often come here when out on my night excursions and so I avoid them during the day. It is quiet here and only the 7-11 and coffeeshop are still open at this hour. Shopping later, let me go up the HDB blocks first. There was this time when I took off my shorts and walked along the corridor of the top floor. That was really exciting! Now I'm waiting for the lift in my underwear, even more exciting because I am so exposed and someone may walk to the lobby suddenly! There are no corners to hide in. Just then I heard footsteps behind me and a man walked in from behind me. He looks very surprised to see me in my running shoes, sports singlet and so much lace around my half-exposed butt. I disappeared and ran up to the stairs landing to wait until he goes up the lift.
My knees were shaking with excitement by the time I heard the lift door close and I came down to wait for the next lift. To be caught like this is such a thrill!
More to come later...
My mum took a look at me in my running gear at 10pm at night and asked, exams coming already? Coz I do this a lot more when exam stress is overwhelming. I was wearing my normal running gear of sports singlet and shorts when I left the house. What is different is that I'm wearing my yellow boyshorts below them instead of my usual cotton panties.
The first thing I did is to go to that nearby multi-storey carpark again, went up the stairs to a high floor where there are no cars being parked. I hid behind a pillar and pulled down my sports shorts and left them on top of a firehose box, folded properly and hope nobody sees them. I had never left anything here before as I will usually just remove my panties and bring them with me. Not as convenient to bring the shorts with me. Much more thrilling to leave them behind too! The whole level is empty and if anybody comes up to put out a fire at this time of the night, I'm just damn unlucky. If someone finds my shorts there at this hour and they go missing, I will have to sneak home much later when my family is asleep... So I took a risk and left them there.
Standing there in my boyshorts, I admired myself a bit more and tugged my singlet a bit to see how much I can cover. I can pull down the back but it won't cover properly and there is still a gap behind. The boyshorts are really low and not enough to cover my ass. They don't move very well with my body and I had to readjust them after I'm done stretching and warming up. One thing I really like: they are cooling! I can feel the breeze cooling my butt as I put my leg up on the wall to stretch them!
Then I started a slow jog down the ramp of the carpark. A couple of floors down, I had to avoid a woman getting out of her car and I waited until she has left before I dared to come out. A car drove in when I reached the ground floor and I hid myself between 2 cars while it drove past. They will be able to see everything in that headlight of theirs! And I did a slow jog along the corridors of the blocks until I reached the canal at the edge of the estate. I had never been this exposed before and I was very very nervously keeping a lookout for anyone who might be outside and able to see me. Safe so far. I jogged along the unlit canal until I reached the next opening, perhaps 3 minutes away and passing by a drunk asleep on the bench. Did he see the yellow? Did he know how much I was showing?
I reached another row of shops that I will not usually patronize during the day. I often come here when out on my night excursions and so I avoid them during the day. It is quiet here and only the 7-11 and coffeeshop are still open at this hour. Shopping later, let me go up the HDB blocks first. There was this time when I took off my shorts and walked along the corridor of the top floor. That was really exciting! Now I'm waiting for the lift in my underwear, even more exciting because I am so exposed and someone may walk to the lobby suddenly! There are no corners to hide in. Just then I heard footsteps behind me and a man walked in from behind me. He looks very surprised to see me in my running shoes, sports singlet and so much lace around my half-exposed butt. I disappeared and ran up to the stairs landing to wait until he goes up the lift.
My knees were shaking with excitement by the time I heard the lift door close and I came down to wait for the next lift. To be caught like this is such a thrill!
More to come later...
Wednesday, 18 October 2006
School gym
Still waiting for the haze to clear up so I can go jogging at night. I know, quite a few readers have been telling me they are looking forward to reading about it. The only jogging I can do is in the school gym where the air is filtered and I can't be showing off my boyshorts there.
I can't do much running at home when I'm doing my stunts. But a girl's got a figure to maintain so my serious workout is usually done in the school gym. What I do sometimes is to wear a skirt and go home pantyless after showering. I get a kick out of sitting in the canteen taking a drink knowing I am bare underneath. I don't want to be doing this with many friends around because I have to remember to be careful and I end up behaving a little weird. Not quite myself when I feel the coolness on my pussy. But alone after gym, I seldom meet too many people and if it is just one or two casual friends it is easier to keep my mind on what we are talking about.
Yesterday, I went home braless after gym. I brought a bra along but decided on a whim to leave it out after I showered. I was wearing a black tee that day and I walked slowly so the movements on my chest will not be so obvious. I have a sports bag slung on my shoulder and I have to be careful that it's not pulling on my tee too much. You know how girls often carry the bag with the strap between the breasts? I can't do that without a bra because with the way it presses it will be quite obvious that my breasts are unsupported! So I slung it on my shoulder. I was not bare down there, not with that haze around. I want to keep it clean down there.
I'm attracting appeciative glances at my chest still, a bit more than usual. Should be ok because I can't see any nipple marks. They are probably seeing only the jiggling. Don't think they can tell that I'm braless. I got a seat on the bus near the back that day so I was ok. If I had to stand on a crowded bus and it jerked all the way to the MRT station I think I would die of embarrassment and I will be so wet down there without panties! I won't be risking that in school anytime soon. I hope I don't get that horny!
I can't do much running at home when I'm doing my stunts. But a girl's got a figure to maintain so my serious workout is usually done in the school gym. What I do sometimes is to wear a skirt and go home pantyless after showering. I get a kick out of sitting in the canteen taking a drink knowing I am bare underneath. I don't want to be doing this with many friends around because I have to remember to be careful and I end up behaving a little weird. Not quite myself when I feel the coolness on my pussy. But alone after gym, I seldom meet too many people and if it is just one or two casual friends it is easier to keep my mind on what we are talking about.
Yesterday, I went home braless after gym. I brought a bra along but decided on a whim to leave it out after I showered. I was wearing a black tee that day and I walked slowly so the movements on my chest will not be so obvious. I have a sports bag slung on my shoulder and I have to be careful that it's not pulling on my tee too much. You know how girls often carry the bag with the strap between the breasts? I can't do that without a bra because with the way it presses it will be quite obvious that my breasts are unsupported! So I slung it on my shoulder. I was not bare down there, not with that haze around. I want to keep it clean down there.
I'm attracting appeciative glances at my chest still, a bit more than usual. Should be ok because I can't see any nipple marks. They are probably seeing only the jiggling. Don't think they can tell that I'm braless. I got a seat on the bus near the back that day so I was ok. If I had to stand on a crowded bus and it jerked all the way to the MRT station I think I would die of embarrassment and I will be so wet down there without panties! I won't be risking that in school anytime soon. I hope I don't get that horny!
Tuesday, 10 October 2006
white top
A reader suggested that I wear a white top without a bra inside so that my nipples can be seen. For safety, I can put on a jacket on top so I can cover up when it is dangerous and open when I want to show. I wore a plain white sleeveless top and jeans to campus today and decided to try this out. I didn't want to wear a jacket while waiting for the bus so I had to keep my bra on until I was out of campus and safely on my way home. I changed at the MRT station toilet and took off my bra and wore back my top. Looking in the mirror, all I can see of my nipples are the points they make on my top and they are obvious when they move. Cannot really see the dark coloured spots. My jacket covers them when I pull it together so I think I should be ok.
I can feel my boobs swinging as I walk. I adjusted my jacket, letting my nipples show and pulling on the jacket only when people noticed. Or perhaps they noticed my swinging breasts? They move a lot without a bra to hold them in. I try to walk slower and in a more ladylike manner. They swing less but I'm still self-conscious and afraid that people will notice them. Missed the train. Can't chase them when I'm like this! Waited for the next train. Avoid crowded places. Some secondary school boys, a few years younger than me. Will they notice? I let my jacket open and one boy stared hungrily at them. I was ready to pull the jacket close if he tells his friends but he never did. Keeping the good view for himself. It is better for me that way. I will get really uncomfortable if all of them start staring! I can feel my boobs move as the train arrive at stations and when it accelerates.
I went to the supermarket near my home to get some milk and bread that mum wanted. It was cold at the frozen food section and I could feel my nipples hardening. Hehe so fun to be doing this when I'm not wearing a bra! Then I took a risk and queued up at the cashier without my bra. She won't notice anything as long as I kept my jacket on but I had to walk home after that with my groceries in a plastic bag in one hand and my file in the other. My breasts swinging freely as I walk and I can't even pull the jacket close! At least one guy noticed, I think a construction worker. At least he's not a neighbour and don't know me! It's such a thrill!
I can feel my boobs swinging as I walk. I adjusted my jacket, letting my nipples show and pulling on the jacket only when people noticed. Or perhaps they noticed my swinging breasts? They move a lot without a bra to hold them in. I try to walk slower and in a more ladylike manner. They swing less but I'm still self-conscious and afraid that people will notice them. Missed the train. Can't chase them when I'm like this! Waited for the next train. Avoid crowded places. Some secondary school boys, a few years younger than me. Will they notice? I let my jacket open and one boy stared hungrily at them. I was ready to pull the jacket close if he tells his friends but he never did. Keeping the good view for himself. It is better for me that way. I will get really uncomfortable if all of them start staring! I can feel my boobs move as the train arrive at stations and when it accelerates.
I went to the supermarket near my home to get some milk and bread that mum wanted. It was cold at the frozen food section and I could feel my nipples hardening. Hehe so fun to be doing this when I'm not wearing a bra! Then I took a risk and queued up at the cashier without my bra. She won't notice anything as long as I kept my jacket on but I had to walk home after that with my groceries in a plastic bag in one hand and my file in the other. My breasts swinging freely as I walk and I can't even pull the jacket close! At least one guy noticed, I think a construction worker. At least he's not a neighbour and don't know me! It's such a thrill!
Monday, 9 October 2006
yellow boyshorts
Remember how I sometimes go jogging at night? I bought a new pair of boyshorts recently and I'm going to wear them as my running shorts. Boyshorts are worn next to the skin like panties, so you don't wear anything under them. You think anyone will notice that it's underwear? Cool huh? You bet. The ventilation is a lot better also!
Ok, I know some guys may not be familiar with boyshorts.... it's actually undies.You are familiar with panties, aren't you? Ok, panties are triangular in shape, boyshorts are rectangular. The legs are longer, like minishorts. Oh go www.victoriassecret.com and look around if you really have no idea what I'm talking about.
My boyshorts are yellow, not the kind of colour that running shorts are in usually, but from a distance you might think it's just some funky-coloured shorts that are very tight and short. Close up, you might notice that the back is not quite enough to cover my round bum and about 3 inches of my rear cleavage is exposed. And the bottom of my bum will not be covered properly too. It's that tiny. And that's when it is properly pulled up and I'm standing straight. When I bend over to do some stretching...
I can pull down the back of my sports singlet but it won't cover properly. The front has some lace and is a bit see-thru. I can still see some blackness even though I have removed most of my hair down there. But you must get close enough. Well, don't think I will go coffeeshop and buy a drink in this attire. The lace will be very noticable up close. There's lace all around the edge, along the legs, along my bum, on the back where my butt crack is. Very noticable indeed!
Now that the haze is clearing up, I will be going running in it soon!
Ok, I know some guys may not be familiar with boyshorts.... it's actually undies.You are familiar with panties, aren't you? Ok, panties are triangular in shape, boyshorts are rectangular. The legs are longer, like minishorts. Oh go www.victoriassecret.com and look around if you really have no idea what I'm talking about.
My boyshorts are yellow, not the kind of colour that running shorts are in usually, but from a distance you might think it's just some funky-coloured shorts that are very tight and short. Close up, you might notice that the back is not quite enough to cover my round bum and about 3 inches of my rear cleavage is exposed. And the bottom of my bum will not be covered properly too. It's that tiny. And that's when it is properly pulled up and I'm standing straight. When I bend over to do some stretching...
I can pull down the back of my sports singlet but it won't cover properly. The front has some lace and is a bit see-thru. I can still see some blackness even though I have removed most of my hair down there. But you must get close enough. Well, don't think I will go coffeeshop and buy a drink in this attire. The lace will be very noticable up close. There's lace all around the edge, along the legs, along my bum, on the back where my butt crack is. Very noticable indeed!
Now that the haze is clearing up, I will be going running in it soon!
Thursday, 5 October 2006
Borders
I wore a miniskirt to Borders this morning. I seldom wear miniskirts to school or when going out with guy friends because I've to be careful not to flash my g-strings. I have gotten a few nice compliments from guys that my butt is very shapely, and I know it is too easy to see up my skirt when going up escalators. I don't want platonic friends getting too aroused over me! That will be embarrasing.
The thing is, when I'm out with other girls or on a date or when on my solo trips to town, I often wear a mini with a nice g-string so that I look good if someone happens to see. Actually when I'm all dressed up prettily I'm often in the mood to show off and don't really care that guys see me running light. It's more important for me that what I'm wearing inside is just as nice as what is outside!
So I wore a black mini and a pretty g-string from Topshop that has red and white stripes and lots of lace at the edges. Very very girlish, don't you think? The bright colour is very visible when seen against my black skirt (catches attention) if you're looking from the correct angle. I know, I checked myself in the mirror before coming out. My mum will throw a fit if she knows what a show I put on at times.
I took a bus to Borders and crossed the road, the wind playing with my skirt as I waited at the traffic lights. I like that ticklish and cooling feel of the wind caressing my bare skin behind. I often feel so notti when I'm in a mini and gstring that I will just let it flap and sometimes (it happened before) the skirt will be lifted by the wind and give people behind me a good view. It's otherwise still quite a tease to see it flap, don't you think? But when in a longer skirt I'm quite a lady and will hold my skirt when the wind blows or when going up escalators.
I took the escalator up to the 2nd floor first but there was nobody down there. Boring. Went down the other side and into Borders. I squatted in front of the bookshelf and read a book, can't sit on the floor when my skirt is so short. Some time later a guy came from the side and was looking at books. Or was he looking at me? He's in luck today! I turned sideways a bit so that he can see my g-string if he is interested. He also squatted down with a book to enjoy the view! Ok... that's getting a little too close... time to move on. I left after a while and checked that he wasn't following me.
I went to sit near coffee bean and showed my gstring to people walking past while I was SMSing my friend. We were supposed to buy a birthday present for a mutual friend. I came out early so I can have some fun before meeting her. They noticed the display but nobody said or did anything. Some slowed down and stared but they all continued walking. It's generally quite safe to be doing this in Singapore. Just avoid the more elderly aunties in case they make a lot of noise. I have seen other girls doing this before. I think I'm getting wet already.
I walked down the escalator and crossed to Lido where the 2-storey high escalators are. A good place to display myself to whoever wants to see! The urge to flash is stronger now and I stand with my butt pushed to one side. It's quite a thrill to be up there in a short skirt knowing that guys below can see my bare butt skin even if they cannot see much of the g-string. I walked along the passageways outside the shops, next to the glass panels. Someone might be looking up from the storey below. But it is time to meet my friend at Food Republic for lunch. Had to come out and walk across outside Wisma but the wind is not as strong now. Control myself a bit now that I'm with a friend.
After our lunch I stood up and the skirt is wedged in between my butt. Oops... it happens sometimes when I'm wearing a g-string. I didn't adjust my skirt but it dropped out by itself after I walked a few steps. Wonder if anybody noticed. Hmmm...
The thing is, when I'm out with other girls or on a date or when on my solo trips to town, I often wear a mini with a nice g-string so that I look good if someone happens to see. Actually when I'm all dressed up prettily I'm often in the mood to show off and don't really care that guys see me running light. It's more important for me that what I'm wearing inside is just as nice as what is outside!
So I wore a black mini and a pretty g-string from Topshop that has red and white stripes and lots of lace at the edges. Very very girlish, don't you think? The bright colour is very visible when seen against my black skirt (catches attention) if you're looking from the correct angle. I know, I checked myself in the mirror before coming out. My mum will throw a fit if she knows what a show I put on at times.
I took a bus to Borders and crossed the road, the wind playing with my skirt as I waited at the traffic lights. I like that ticklish and cooling feel of the wind caressing my bare skin behind. I often feel so notti when I'm in a mini and gstring that I will just let it flap and sometimes (it happened before) the skirt will be lifted by the wind and give people behind me a good view. It's otherwise still quite a tease to see it flap, don't you think? But when in a longer skirt I'm quite a lady and will hold my skirt when the wind blows or when going up escalators.
I took the escalator up to the 2nd floor first but there was nobody down there. Boring. Went down the other side and into Borders. I squatted in front of the bookshelf and read a book, can't sit on the floor when my skirt is so short. Some time later a guy came from the side and was looking at books. Or was he looking at me? He's in luck today! I turned sideways a bit so that he can see my g-string if he is interested. He also squatted down with a book to enjoy the view! Ok... that's getting a little too close... time to move on. I left after a while and checked that he wasn't following me.
I went to sit near coffee bean and showed my gstring to people walking past while I was SMSing my friend. We were supposed to buy a birthday present for a mutual friend. I came out early so I can have some fun before meeting her. They noticed the display but nobody said or did anything. Some slowed down and stared but they all continued walking. It's generally quite safe to be doing this in Singapore. Just avoid the more elderly aunties in case they make a lot of noise. I have seen other girls doing this before. I think I'm getting wet already.
I walked down the escalator and crossed to Lido where the 2-storey high escalators are. A good place to display myself to whoever wants to see! The urge to flash is stronger now and I stand with my butt pushed to one side. It's quite a thrill to be up there in a short skirt knowing that guys below can see my bare butt skin even if they cannot see much of the g-string. I walked along the passageways outside the shops, next to the glass panels. Someone might be looking up from the storey below. But it is time to meet my friend at Food Republic for lunch. Had to come out and walk across outside Wisma but the wind is not as strong now. Control myself a bit now that I'm with a friend.
After our lunch I stood up and the skirt is wedged in between my butt. Oops... it happens sometimes when I'm wearing a g-string. I didn't adjust my skirt but it dropped out by itself after I walked a few steps. Wonder if anybody noticed. Hmmm...
plans for today
A reader told me of Angie from KL who is inspired by Jaime and me! Wow isn't it exciting to be starting a new trend? I hope she updates her blog again soon. Love the way she writes.
I don't have lessons today and went out, don't waste the free day. I can be more daring on weekdays when there are fewer people in town. It's been such a long time since I last went to town pantyless!
I just trimmed my hair down there last night. Removed most of it (not that I have A LOT to start with) and now the view is very much less obstructed. Hehe.... Dare I really show it off? See my mood...
I don't have lessons today and went out, don't waste the free day. I can be more daring on weekdays when there are fewer people in town. It's been such a long time since I last went to town pantyless!
I just trimmed my hair down there last night. Removed most of it (not that I have A LOT to start with) and now the view is very much less obstructed. Hehe.... Dare I really show it off? See my mood...
Wednesday, 6 September 2006
in school
I can't have my fun while in school because I just cannot sit properly, and I will keep swinging my legs and uncrossing and recrossing them. So I can't go pantyless while in school.
I recrossed my legs a few times already while having lunch with my friends, but some of them hardly shift their butt at all! I have to learn to sit properly... and some of them can wear shorter skirts than me confidently and not run light because they are so petite. With my big bum I seldom wear minis. Wearing minis get me a lot of attention already. Going pantyless is also a lot more dangerous for me.
I tried going pantyless on campus, wearing jeans with the zip down. Yes, some of my hair was showing through the open zip. I had to cover with a file. I zipped up again when I went for my afternoon classes. But on the way home, I passed by a shopping centre and I walked one round with it uncovered. I'm not sure if anybody saw, the zip is only 2 inches long anyway, the opening can hardly be seen. But it was fun!
I recrossed my legs a few times already while having lunch with my friends, but some of them hardly shift their butt at all! I have to learn to sit properly... and some of them can wear shorter skirts than me confidently and not run light because they are so petite. With my big bum I seldom wear minis. Wearing minis get me a lot of attention already. Going pantyless is also a lot more dangerous for me.
I tried going pantyless on campus, wearing jeans with the zip down. Yes, some of my hair was showing through the open zip. I had to cover with a file. I zipped up again when I went for my afternoon classes. But on the way home, I passed by a shopping centre and I walked one round with it uncovered. I'm not sure if anybody saw, the zip is only 2 inches long anyway, the opening can hardly be seen. But it was fun!
Wednesday, 23 August 2006
night adventures
Let me continue with my story.
By the time I started my "adventures" again, I had already stopped for several months. I had to work up my courage again.
I often go jogging or cycling late at night when it is cooling and quiet. It is one way for me to unstress when exams are near. I find myself going on my trips more often when I'm stressed, so it is another way for me to let off some steam. Isn't it a good idea to go flashing when cycling or jogging at night?
I would go cycling wearing my normal bra and panties under tank-top and shorts when I go cycling. There is a multi-level carpark nearby that I will head for. It is always deserted at the top floor and I would remove my bra there and continue on my way with just a white sports singlet. My nipples will get quite visible when I'm wet with perspiration, so it is exciting whenever I pass by people on my bike. Double the fun if I'm going up or down the pavement when passing people because I shake a lot without my bra! I will go back to the carpark just before going home and put on my bra again. I will usually just unclip my bra and slip it off my shoulders when removing it. It is easy to do so in a singlet, and safer to do it quickly. I will have to clip it around my chest and pull it up the inside of my singlet, slip the straps out of the holes and up my shoulders. This is the time when I am the most scared, because if somebody comes while I'm struggling with my bra with my tanktop pulled halfway up my chest, i may not be able to hide in time.
I tried jogging without my bra, but I can only take baby steps. I wear a C-cup bra and I find it too uncomfortable to run fast. Ok, when I do this, it is not really to exercise, but I still need to be able to run fast if I get into trouble and need to get away. So I dare not do it again. What I do is to remove my panties and bare my butt and wear back my shorts again, in the open. In a dark and quiet spot of course, but out of house. I have done it along the jogging track of a canal near my place, in the middle of a field at midnight, on the top floor of a multi-storey carpark, at the staircase of another block, in a lift going down (now this is really scary, it might open at any time!). All sorts of places. I will sometimes tie the panties around my wrist or stuff it into my bra so that it doesn't drop off. It's no fun keeping it in my pocket. I get a kick out of buying a drink at 7-11 outlets and paying money with that hand. They don't usually notice what it is, unless I'm wearing something lacey.
I think it is the risk of getting caught that keeps me coming back again and again when I keep telling myself to quit. It's like an addiction, the more I do, the more daring I want my next trip to be.
By the time I started my "adventures" again, I had already stopped for several months. I had to work up my courage again.
I often go jogging or cycling late at night when it is cooling and quiet. It is one way for me to unstress when exams are near. I find myself going on my trips more often when I'm stressed, so it is another way for me to let off some steam. Isn't it a good idea to go flashing when cycling or jogging at night?
I would go cycling wearing my normal bra and panties under tank-top and shorts when I go cycling. There is a multi-level carpark nearby that I will head for. It is always deserted at the top floor and I would remove my bra there and continue on my way with just a white sports singlet. My nipples will get quite visible when I'm wet with perspiration, so it is exciting whenever I pass by people on my bike. Double the fun if I'm going up or down the pavement when passing people because I shake a lot without my bra! I will go back to the carpark just before going home and put on my bra again. I will usually just unclip my bra and slip it off my shoulders when removing it. It is easy to do so in a singlet, and safer to do it quickly. I will have to clip it around my chest and pull it up the inside of my singlet, slip the straps out of the holes and up my shoulders. This is the time when I am the most scared, because if somebody comes while I'm struggling with my bra with my tanktop pulled halfway up my chest, i may not be able to hide in time.
I tried jogging without my bra, but I can only take baby steps. I wear a C-cup bra and I find it too uncomfortable to run fast. Ok, when I do this, it is not really to exercise, but I still need to be able to run fast if I get into trouble and need to get away. So I dare not do it again. What I do is to remove my panties and bare my butt and wear back my shorts again, in the open. In a dark and quiet spot of course, but out of house. I have done it along the jogging track of a canal near my place, in the middle of a field at midnight, on the top floor of a multi-storey carpark, at the staircase of another block, in a lift going down (now this is really scary, it might open at any time!). All sorts of places. I will sometimes tie the panties around my wrist or stuff it into my bra so that it doesn't drop off. It's no fun keeping it in my pocket. I get a kick out of buying a drink at 7-11 outlets and paying money with that hand. They don't usually notice what it is, unless I'm wearing something lacey.
I think it is the risk of getting caught that keeps me coming back again and again when I keep telling myself to quit. It's like an addiction, the more I do, the more daring I want my next trip to be.
Monday, 21 August 2006
I'm back
It's been almost 2 years since I last blogged here. Are any of my readers still around?
First of all, some updates. I was in JC first year when I first blogged here. I am in uni first year now. I stopped my adventures shortly after my first year exam and I started on my commando trips again near the second year exams. More as the A levels drew nearer. I guess it was a way for me to release stress? I do less obvious things this time round, afraid of getting caught. After taking a break from my first "season" of flashing, I do it only quietly, at night when nobody can see me. I guess I'm scared.
I will tell of some stories soon. Let me organise my thoughts.
Email me and let me know if you enjoy reading about my adventures ok?
First of all, some updates. I was in JC first year when I first blogged here. I am in uni first year now. I stopped my adventures shortly after my first year exam and I started on my commando trips again near the second year exams. More as the A levels drew nearer. I guess it was a way for me to release stress? I do less obvious things this time round, afraid of getting caught. After taking a break from my first "season" of flashing, I do it only quietly, at night when nobody can see me. I guess I'm scared.
I will tell of some stories soon. Let me organise my thoughts.
Email me and let me know if you enjoy reading about my adventures ok?
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