Why I love strings

More cooling when the weather is so disgustingly hot

Sexy. I feel sexier and I know I look more delicious even with a skirt on

No VPL, not that I mind, but VPL sometimes cuts the butt in 2. Especially after sitting down for a while.

Less to wash. Actually may not be true, coz I will put on pantyliners when wearing panties, but not when wearing strings, coz the stickers that go around the string look really ugly. Looks nicer without liner but more work when washing the undies.

Just bought another few this hols. Wondering if the black lace one can possibly pass off for swimwear if I were to wear that at East Coast and pair it with a black bikini top?

Vertical marathon

One of the good things about staying in HDB flats is that I can run up and down the staircase to get some exercise during rainy seasons. It keeps me out of the rain, tones up my thighs and butt, but is also very tiring and I need a good sports bra to support my assets. Want to make a guess what else I wore?

You know how bored I was with just walking along HDB corridors and walking down the stairs to the next floor on my night runs. Bright yellow boyshorts that will never pass off for sports shorts up close, seductive lace panties with lots and lots of frills, I feel like a lingerie model, sultry and totally desirable as I catwalk along the corridors. But I need to do something new. Sure the antics get my pulse racing but I hardly even perspire from physical exertion. I used to be quite sporty, it was a sign of how little I have been exercising recently when I couldn't finish a run up 25 floors. Hardly a vertical marathon and I'm already wiped out.

I went back to that point block near the supermarket where I had walked around in a big t-shirt and little else. I jogged over in my usual sports attire to warm up, looking very decent. It was quiet and peaceful as usual, with a flight of stairs that face an open field. There is nobody at the other side to see me so I should be safe once I get up to the second floor. I pulled down my sports shorts and bared my cheeks. Oh they are damp, but not that kind of wetness. This is honest perspiration from the jog here. It was much cooler running with my shorts off. Dri-fit can never cool me as much as bare skin can. If I had my way, I would do all my serious running in just thongs and sports bra. Not the lacy see-thru kind of thong, that is just for show and for fun. The type that is made of a synthetic material, plain in design and very good at stretching and moving with the skin is very good for exercising. And very importantly, it will not chafe your skin.

I was initially cautious when I ran up, looking up and down, checking the corridors, trying to be sure that if someone comes down the stairs in front of me, I will be able to run back down and evade them before they saw my bare ass. Obviously I couldn't keep this up forever and was staggering up to the next floor before too long. Running on the treadmill in the gym is very different from running a vertical marathon! My stamina didn't last as long as I remembered. What if somebody follows me up from behind? Well, he will be getting a good view. I can no longer be sure that I can still evade him... but fortunately it did not happen.

On the top floor, I walked to and fro between the 4 units to dry off my buns and my legs. They were really hot now and wearing just a thong really helped me cool them off more quickly. I should do this more often! After all, the doors are closed and nobody was bothered by me. I even did some warming down stretches there to unkink my stressed muscles before I wore back my shorts. Why, did you think I left my shorts downstairs? No, I didn't want to be caught with my pants down when I take the lift down to collect them. I will be helpless if there is someone outside the lift door.

Qing Ming

Went with family to do Qing Ming duties yesterday. For the benefit of the few non-Singaporean readers I have, this is a Chinese custom to visit the cemetery or temple where we keep our ancestors' remains and pay our respects.

The weather is as bright and sunny as it usually is everytime we go, every year. The weather is lovely for a day at the beach in a bikini, but when I need to look decent in front of relatives? I hate it. I wore a halter top and denim mini so that I can look decent while keeping cool. There is after all no air con at such places. Mum would not hear of me going without a bra so I had to put on a bikini top again. I seldom wear a bikini as a bra because it gives less cleavage than normal bras. If I'm to be showing any cleavage at all I would usually wear a normal bra, to look nicer and to prevent accidents when I bend over. Or I will just go braless and be more comfortable if my nipples are at no risk of peeping out without me knowing.

There was a woman in a batik dress at the temple, looking like she is in her late 30s. Batik is a fabric that breathes well, and usually not too thick, so I suppose she found it comfortable on a hot day. She had an inner layer under her skirt for modesty but it was still not opaque enough when she is standing there with the sun shining through her skirt. She was wearing boyshorts or more likely oversized auntie-style panties and I could clearly see the outline of her crotch. I wonder if she knew how clearly her underwear could be seen. I feel sorry for her. After all I would never intentionally show off when wearing that, but I can't speak for her. I'm seeing more than I want to, but I don't see how I can go up to her and tell her.

But that reminds me of my sarong skirt which I had been neglecting. Time to dig it out and bring it to town. You can be sure I will be wearing something skimpier inside. I don't think the skirt is so thin, but it is better to ask B if he can see as much. It is fun to wear and the opening can go high up the leg.

Chinese New Year

Any girls reading this blog? I got some loot from CNY ang pow and maybe I will get either a dildo or vibrator. If I can get only one, which should I get?

Anyway.... how was your CNY? Mine was boring, until I went out with friends on the second night. Mum wanted me to look prim and proper during the CNY visitations and I was less comfortable than I am used to these days. You know what I mean right? The first day was the worst. The weather is always so hot during CNY and I was sleepy most of the time. Plus I didn't have many cousins so I was bored the whole day. I remembered only a distant relative (dunno husband or son of some aunt) who kept staring at my chest and made me feel relieved that I was wearing a bra. But anyway I had bought this top because it was loose and dark coloured enough that I should be fine even if I was free and easy.

Disappointed and feeling rebellious, I finally got my chance to go out without my bra on the second day. I was wearing my undies because I was at my relatives' place earlier. I went to friends' houses for visitation after dinner and I removed my bra the moment I stepped into the lift. It was easy while pulling down the top, which was like a tube, remove the bra and pull up the tube again and I've kept my bra even before the lift door opens again. No time for nipple stickers though. I walked around with very visible nipples until I reached a public toilet. Anyway it was already kind of dark and I don't think anybody saw.

I suppose I have my mum to thank for forcing me to wear a bra today because I ended up playing strip poker at my friend's house! I would have looked really wierd losing my top and not having anything inside. Hehe... The material of this tube is quite thin so I had to put on my bra again before I could knock on my friend's door (wore the bra in the lift again, this is fun :p) and so I looked quite proper when I joined them. They are friends from JC, and I'm closer to them than to my uni friends for some reason. Some of them left earlier and there were only 4 of us left and we played poker, 2 guys and 2 girls. One of the horny NS boys suggested upping the stakes and betting our clothing. But we agreed to strip only to our undies and I'm fine with that because it is like bikini and swimming trunks right?

To cut a long story short (I'm very long-winded at times), I'm not very good at cards and soon lost my top and jeans. That was after we slowly lost our tissue, earrings, watches, belts, that kind of stuff. The guys were stunned to see me pull off my red top and see my lacy black bra underneath. I told them I was wearing a matching g-string. One of them said he did not expect to see such exotic underwear. Hehe... It was a very pretty set, but I had not expected to show anybody. The guys lost some more of their clothing and I managed to keep my jeans for a while longer (maybe the visual feast they got helped) until one of them shyly stripped to his briefs. At the sight of the bulge in his briefs we laughed like crazy! He was quite embarrassed.

Now while we have gone to the beach in bikini and trunks, I have never seen him erected before! I suppose a lacy lingerie set looks a lot sexier than a bikini and he lost control. I know I was wet and did not want to risk staining my friend's bed so I sat with one foot under me to avoid touching my crotch to the bedsheets. I just wanted to be safe even though I was wearing something. Without any more clothing to lose, the game was coming to an end. The same guy who suggested strip poker asked if we wanted to play forfeit. That is, if we lose again, we have to do something that the winner says. With minimal clothing, you can imagine how hot the forfeits can get! The girl and I were less keen than the guys. It seems strange to be doing this with old friends that we have known for years. Otherwise we might have gone to the next stage.

What kind of forfeits have you played before? One reader emailed me his story of a nude massage with a girl and I'm still waiting for the last part to come in :p

Air on a g-string

Very windy day today. Skirt kept threatening to fly up and expose my bum. A lot of air going over my g-string. Haha.

This reminds me of yesterday when a friend played classical music from his handphone. It was a very nice tune and I asked him what it was. The name? Air on a g-string, or something like that. I almost burst out laughing when he told me. Seriously got this kind of name? He said a lot of pieces are named after a musical key and this piece is for string instruments, or something like that.

I like that music.

Running in a thong

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!

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!

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!

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...

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!

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...