No bras for younger women

Josh just wanted to see pussy on a more regular basis, but thought it'd be essential to focus on younger women. Eagerly he started writing.

• Women 18 to 30 always wear miniskirts or pleated skirts maximum 14 inch without any underwear, without any tights.
• Pussies are always shaved.
• Sexual harassment and **** do not exist.
• Women having more than one sex partner in their lives are very rare.

He considered it carefully. Yes—he definitely wanted to see more of their boobs. The bra, he decided, no longer belonged in public life. Good. That rule would go into effect immediately, for the younger women that is. Easier to judge, easier to enjoy. He smiled, and began writing.

• Women under 30 are not to wear bras. Bras exist, but are classified as medical items, not clothing.
• Topless is the standard for women under 30 at swimming pools and beaches. Swimsuits are permitted only for women over 30.

He paused, setting down the pen. Enough writing for now. He leaned back and looked out across the world he’d helped shape. The sun was still hanging in the sky, warm and indifferent, while a soft breeze teased through the streets. And everywhere he looked, there was a lot of ... skin. Smooth, tan legs in motion. Bare shoulders. The faint bounce of thighs, the unmistakeable press of little nipples trying to poke through simple and thin fabrics. Dresses that barely qualified as dresses, cute bare legs underneath.

The younger women moved with casual confidence, chatting, laughing, letting their bodies be without hesitation. They seemed very happy, just walking around in their skimpy dresses, some strolling alone, others were accompanied—often by men who seemed to guide them, a hand on the lower back or elbow, steering them gently almost casually. And when the women were sitting down in their tiny miniskirts, there was like standard an open view on her shaved pussy. Josh couldn't help staring one down, with the cute lips and subtle curve, soft and inviting. He then looked at the right, there was a park and some kind of competition going on of various female teams, and again all women young and in tiny miniskirts.

He saw women doing sports, they were running, jumping and the skirts would fly up all the time. It was just a delight to witness, round butts, innocent boobs in various sizes; girls were just having fun. He noticed some aged men who enjoyed themselves strolling in the park - just to admire the sight at young women doing sports. Maybe the women even took it as a responsibility to put their pussies on display to elderly men, just to keep everybody happy and society run smoothly. Young men on the other hand were mostly just doing their own stuff, it seemed like they had seen enough pussy at home to be bothered glancing openly in the skirts of other girls.

He recognized one of these cute bunnies as his neighbor, Sally. She approached him with a bright smile. “Hi Josh, how are you? And what do you think of my outfit?” Sally was 23 and had always been confident in her appearance. Today, however, her outfit was minimal—so minimal it felt more like an accessory than clothing. She wore a short yellow tank top, hugging her body and revealing just enough, a lot of side boob as if the tank top was the size of a tiny bikini. She smiled. Not wearing a bra suited her ample C-cup very well, the innocent belly button emphasized her curves on the hips, and a 10 inch pleated skirt barely covered it, leaving her figure on full display.”

“Hi, Sally! Wow, great to see you—just look at you!” Sally had always known how to use her clothing to get attention, and today was no different. The skirt was light blue, no underwear, no bra, no socks, and just curly long brown hair. She was pretty much almost naked, wearing nothing except for a tiny open tank top and ultrashort pleated skirt that did not even cover her behind entirely. "Wow, I am speechless. Can you just turn around? Hands up?" Sally slowly turned around with her hands up, looking very proud, she giggled when she thought he could see her butt. Josh had the habit of imagining how girls would look naked anyway, any girl of a certain age that was, and Sally had been on the receiving end many times. The hips were round as they were meant to be. "It suits you very well. It's also... because you don't need a lot of clothes to look good, right?" . Sally smiled, a little concerned she said "You mean my tank top is too long maybe?"

"No, it's great as it is. Don't make it shorter. If you just keep the belly button uncovered at all times, like right now, that's what makes you look so good". She blushed, and loved it. "Thank you Josh, yes you're right, and I try to do my best. I have nothing to hide. And I like it if men are looking you know? I don't know if they do, but better not wear too much, just to be sure."

"They are, don't worry about it". Josh wanted to grab her by the hips and lift her up in front of him, but immediately felt that it would not be fair to her. All she wanted was a little attention, to be admired, no sticky fingers here and there. Of course she would want him to see more of her underneath the fabric as well, but it would be inappropriate for her to lift her skirt. So he said: "We'll go for a drink Sally!"

She smiled "Oh thanks! I'd love to!" In her enthusiasm, she moved up closer to him and he felt her fresh boobs touching his arm, just by accident or was it Sally flirting? You could just never tell with her, but it felt so natural. She had just come to him to show her outfit and get some compliments, and that's pretty much it. He responded by leading her to the nearest cafe, hand on her hips. They talked a bit on their way there, and once they were in the cafe he invited her to sit down on a sofa. The skirt was surely short enough to give him the view he wanted once seated. She slowly sat down and she knew it.. there it was.. a quiet and shy little pussy; the outer lips closed and nicely in their place, revealing a tiny, perfectly symmetrical slit - on the short end as was the case with the younger girls. She seemed a little insecure whether or not he would like what he saw, but once she noticed his quick glance at her pussy she felt safe.