Chapter 3 – Episode 3. Ep.3 at a Construction Site Near My House, at Night, Alone – 3
Today was a special day. Joo-hee went out without wearing pants.
Until she went out, she locked the door and was alone in her room. I was wearing nothing.
It was night. I wanted to masturbate. But I persevered.
It was boring to be locked in a room. No matter how hard he went, he would not be satisfied.
She was thinking of going out today. When I went outside, I was able to comfort my overheated body quite satisfactorily.
Thinking about doing naughty things all day?
She stood naked in front of the mirror.
I thought being naked wasn’t bad.
She puts on white panties while looking in the mirror. White panties covered the space between her hairless legs. And put on a white hoodie.
If they were the same color, there would be less risk of anyone noticing that they were not wearing pants.
Her panties were peeking out under the tee.
I pulled the hoodie down. Barely covered
Also checked the back. It was also breathtaking.
Ready to go out she left the house My mother asked why I was wearing long sleeves when it was hot.
It’s okay, Mom. It’s cool not wearing pants. I answered that in my heart.
I really came out with panties wind…
She started walking down the dark hallway of her apartment. I was already very nervous. The scarlet light that now and then lights up the hallway shines on her.
No one was there, but I was embarrassed. Although she has been dressing boldly lately, this was the first time she came out in a style of panties. She walked with her fall hoodie pulled tight.
Soon I passed through the hallway and got into the elevator. A man was riding in the elevator.
What would you think if you found out that the girl you rode with was wearing only the bottom panties?
Perverted year. Are you tempting? You would think of it this way…
I stood there pretending to be nothing because I wanted to look suspicious if I held on to my clothes. The elevator arrived on the first floor and the man got out first. She let out the breath she had been holding back.
No kidding, this. How can you go out without pants?
There was another person right next to it.
Before going to the empty construction site, she decided to take a look around the apartment complex.
Even though it was just the beginning, I forced my body to move, which was already shaking with excitement. A cool breeze passed between the bare legs. Residents of the apartment after exercise passed by her, waving their arms vigorously.
What will those ladies think of me if I get caught?
She walked around the apartment complex pulling down her jacket. I had only walked a little, but my underwear was wet.
Then I finally got out of the apartment complex.
Today, like any other night, I was going to spend time with the lonely street lamp and the pitiful piles of rubble. I still lacked the courage to venture out in front of people’s eyes.
She climbed a familiar hill. I moved my feet very slowly.
If you looked up at her from below, you could see her white underwear. It was something she wanted desperately and at the same time she didn’t want.
Tak tok tok.
I heard someone pass by behind me. She couldn’t even look back. I couldn’t stand it. But I didn’t think to cover my underwear.
Did you see did you see
She gasped and climbed the hill.
And arrived at the hideout. It was the same as always. No one was there and it was quiet. Occasionally, the only sound could be heard from a distance.
Open space. She liked this place She was able to present herself without fear of being caught.
She pulled up her jacket. Up to the navel, up to the pit of the stomach, up to the chest.
I could now lift the hem of my clothes without too much tension. It was nothing. Anyway, no one came here at this time.
A young man had occasionally smoked a cigarette for her halfway up her hill for several days before, but she never came up to where she was.
Even if he came up, it was enough to just take off his clothes. And it was enough to get out of the way while fiddling with her cell phone. She has already prepared a contingency plan. She might look a little suspicious, but it was all she had to do if he talked to her.
She tried to let go of her hand. Her clothes were crumpled and the hem of her hoodie barely wrapped around her waist. The panties were all exposed.
It was good. She just walked a little bit. She imagined walking down the street.
She wears only panties, walks the streets, walks into convenience stores…
She had a sullen expression on her face and imagining the face of a convenience store clerk who couldn’t take her eyes off her between her legs made her feel so good that she couldn’t breathe.
This is just a missing bottom fashion. The weather was hot, so I dressed cool.
The heat has risen sharply.
Her mother was right. It was the wrong clothes for the season. It was hot too. It was long-sleeved and the clothes were too thick.
I was nervous and thought it would be rather cold, but as my body heated up, it got hotter. She resolved to buy thin, cool clothes for her tomorrow.
“After.”
She took one look around her.
Of course, but it was mana. There was no one from the beginning. So far, there has been no popularity at all.
Hardened her heart. I decided to take off her steamy hoodie.
There was only one road leading to this place. In the middle of the night, it was impossible for a passer-by to emerge from the other side of the road through the demolition debris. Even if there were footsteps on the hill, there was no fear of being found out as long as I quickly put on my clothes again.
She made up her mind and took off her hoodie at once. She shook her tousled hair. Her long hair fell on her bare back.
Really did it I’m wearing only one pair of panties.
It was as if she were naked.
I was standing alone in the moonlit night with my panties on.
All she was wearing was her panties and slippers. Her thick clothes, which covered her body, hung limply over her right arm.
I’m sorry for not being able to see you. I’m sorry for being a horny bitch wearing only panties and wetting her pussy.
A gentle wind blew. She spread her legs and spread her arms, enjoying the pleasant breeze all over her body.
All her senses were on edge with her tension. She enjoyed the slight touch of the air outside her skin.
Her nerves were more sensitive than ever. Even the slightest sensation felt bigger than ever.
She had been hot just a little while ago, but quickly got colder. Soon, her whole body trembled.
She walked lightly on the flat ground in front of the wreckage of the collapsed building. The sound of her slippers seemed to resonate resoundingly. The sound of bug flapping hit her ears. The distant sound of a car sounded like it was echoing right next to me. Her rapid breathing was very noisy.
She’s walking around like this…
She wanted to put down the heavy hoodie. She wished she had a place to hang her clothes.
I considered tying her to a lamppost, but it seemed like it would get her clothes too dirty. The last time, the clothes that touched the street lamp were stained with dirt. Besides, it was white clothes this time.
She chose to hold on to her clothes even if they were uncomfortable. I had to hold it so that anyone who came could put it on right away.
Should I bring a bag next time I come?
No. Mama will look at you weird when you come out with her bag.
She thought that next time she would bring out the newspaper crumpled in her pocket so she could put down her clothes.
She paced the empty construction site with her shivering. The only thing covering her body was a piece of underwear.
The nipples that suddenly stood up, the slim waist, the belly that craved a late-night snack, and one of her proud thighs, all of which were firm and without flab, were all outside.
Anyone passing by would be sure to be raped.
If you’re not raped, it’s perfectly fine to call the police.
She looked no different than when she was alone in the room. But where she was standing was under the night sky. It wasn’t far from where people were passing by.
A few steps away, there was a hillside where you could see a shopping mall. Even at night, there would still be people or cars passing by under it.
She was enjoying a lewd walk with her naked body, a little away from those who knew nothing.
Now… I can’t stand it.
Without stopping, she began to massage her breasts.
“Oops… !”
She felt so good that she made a sound without even realizing it. Her one hand couldn’t do anything because she was holding the hoodie that was becoming a burden.
Should I wrap it around my waist? Then it was a big deal if I dropped it to the ground or someone climbed it.
She roughly folded her clothes and wrapped them around her neck. She was frustrated, but now both hands are free. She put her playful hand inside her panties.
“Ha ha…”
The underwear was a mess. It was more wet than she thought, more wet than she felt. Her private parts resembled her master’s and were risqué.
She touched her clitoris with her wet fingers. She had no choice but to stop. Her legs wobbled, her back twitched, her hips twitched.
Outside, wearing only panties, alone… I’m masturbating.
She wanted to sit on the floor. She regretted not bringing out the newspaper. She obviously had it in mind. She was distracted and forgot about coming out with her panties.
You must bring it with you from tomorrow. Desperately, she leaned against her lamppost. It was enough to brush off the dirt from her body, and she even had to go in and wash it anyway.
Oh, but my clothes touched the street lamp. I don’t know, now.
She consoled herself under a flickering street lamp.
Her fingers carried the nectar from the flower. Under her fingernails it was damp. The mysterious flower soon absorbed the nectar again, and she had to go again to fetch the nectar.
So many times Her right hand was drenched in sticky honey. A musty smell came up.
She pulled down her panties. She was already too wet, but she got off even belatedly.
She caressed herself as she heard the bugs chirping, the cars sounding, the lights going off and she turning on. The irregular chords were interrupted by her watery voice. It was the sound that came from beneath her, from within her, from her, from her entrance.
“Haha…”
I closed the wet hole with my index finger. The feeling of her flesh opening and something squeezing through the gap was so lovely.
One is not enough
Two. Three. Three were just right. Your dog is very sick.
Slowly. Slowly. She didn’t like to go too fast. Her first man was too fast. In several ways.
She wanted to relax and enjoy this time. Her left hand, which came down before she knew it, rubbed around her and helped her right hand.
It would be nice if someone could touch my chest too.
It would be nice if you could bite her protruding nipples with your fingernails, lips, and teeth.
It would be nice if you cursed at me for being a horny bitch who walks around without clothes on.
“Ha… Haha… “
She rubbed her left arm against her breasts to soothe her jealous tits of her wet cunt.
It was difficult for her to stand still.
She stopped her hands for a moment and slowly lowered her wobbly knees. Her spread legs tugged at her wet underwear. She was uncomfortable
Should I take it off at all?
I wanted to. But she was really worried that someone would come up at least once in a while.
Taking off her panties now meant being completely naked. Anyway, the first idea to take it off because it’s no better than naked now, and the second idea to do that?
As she pondered, her diligent hands resumed the work they had left for a while. I pulled her panties up a little and rubbed them vigorously between her squatting legs.
Here’s a woman naked and masturbating outside. Please swear and point fingers as much as you like.
Her excited body didn’t give her the usual time for idle thoughts. She soon focused on her two hands, the sensation they gave, which was teasing herself again. Her hand, diligently moving back and forth, squeezed into her wet burrow. The hand knocking on the door from outside moved up and down. It wasn’t fast, but it was a sure move.
“Huh…”
Both of her pairs of lips she had. The two moved in the same rhythm. After a while, one sighed and the other vomited turbid liquid. What she put out seeped into her cracked asphalt.
Gone…
She gave her throbbing hand a rest. She did it for quite some time. The dampness ran down the back of her hand and dripped.
She threw her head back and looked up at her sky. Only the round moon was floating alone, and no stars were visible. Like the moon shining alone on a starless night, she was shining alone without eyes to see.
She wiped her crotch with her wet left hand. She then stood up and lifted her underwear. She put her hoodie back on, which was wrapped around her neck.
She wondered what kind of expression she was making. It must be a mess.
She thought it would be a good idea to bring out a mirror and admire her ugly face. She was hard to see on the dark cell phone screen.
She pulled out a lock of her hair that had tucked in her clothes and moved on to her house.
