My girlfriend was penetrated by the antique shop owner.

My boyfriend loves collecting antiques, not the expensive kind, but rather small ancient items

like coins and weapons. Seeing a small shop displaying these things, he

pulled me to look. I wasn't really interested in antiques, but he held my hand and bent down

to admire them intently, showing them to me after he finished, forcing me to bend down too.

Perhaps it was a woman's intuition, but when I slightly raised my head, I saw the young shop owner, around twenty years old,

staring intently at my large breasts, almost drooling. Glancing at the open neckline of my blouse,

I realized that bending down revealed a small portion of my round breasts. Even though it was just

a small part, my fair and delicate skin was undeniably alluring to these lecherous men. I glanced at my boyfriend; he was also glancing at the shop owner out of the corner of his eye. He knew the man was looking at me and

was deliberately letting someone else see his girlfriend. I straightened my back, and the shopkeeper quickly looked away,

reverting to his professional manner: "Take your pick, pick a few more and I'll give you a discount." Although I inwardly resented my boyfriend

for intentionally exposing my breasts, I pretended my back ached and bent backward, massaging my back with my hands. Sure enough,

as I expected, the nearly broken button on my blouse snapped under the strain of my bent arms. Now my chest

was even more exposed, and I could see my two white, tender breasts out of the corner of my eye; the demi-cup

bra had squeezed out a deep cleavage. Was this too much? Who cares? Anyway, my boyfriend likes
me to show off, so I'll go along with it and let everyone see my breasts.

Pretending not to notice that I'd accidentally unbuttoned my shirt, I bent over again to admire the antiques with my boyfriend. This time, the shopkeeper's eyes

seemed to pop out of their sockets. Actually, I felt like I was going a bit too far. My top was so open,

and my bra was a half-cup style, so most of my breasts were showing. I was worried that my

nipples might also be exposed. And since I was bending over, my short skirt was bound to ride up,

and there were bound to be plenty of lecherous uncles and grandpas peeking under my skirt. It was really a bargain for them.

Hmph~ you naughty boyfriend, you like your girlfriend to be shown off, so this time I'll show both my breasts to this pervert and

let all the stinky men on the street have their fill of my cute butt.

In the end, my boyfriend bought a few items, and the shopkeeper gave us a very cheap price. He thanked us profusely.

Of course, he should give me a discount since he got to see my breasts for free.

That night, my boyfriend was especially happy, holding my hand as we strolled through the chaotic streets. My breasts swayed back and forth.

There were probably at least two hundred guys who saw me, all dressed so scantily and sexily. They were probably already imagining

how to get me into bed, and some of them might even be perverted lechers, secretly taking pictures of my chest and up my skirt,

plotting how to rape and humiliate me. Some might even want to be brazen and molest me in front of my boyfriend.

It was truly disgusting.

At ten o'clock that night, my boyfriend said he would take me home. As we passed an antique shop that was about to close, the shop owner, who was in his forties

, looked me up and down and whistled as he said to us, "Young couple, want to come in and look at some things?"
Seeing those lecherous eyes, I knew he had ill intentions towards me, but my boyfriend insisted on dragging me over.

My boyfriend's psychology is so strange. Any other guy, seeing a pervert staring at his girlfriend,

would have beaten him up, but my boyfriend seems to enjoy sending me into the lion's den, pushing me into the arms of other guys.

This antique shop was much bigger than the previous one, with antiques of different sizes displayed in different corners, but these

rough antiques probably weren't worth much. Perhaps because it was close to closing time, only the lecherous shop

owner remained. He pointed at the antiques and told us to look around, while his eyes casually

roamed over my chest.

After a few minutes, the shop owner pointed to the stairs and said there were many more antiques upstairs, inviting us to go see them.

My boyfriend grabbed my hand, wanting to go upstairs, but I quickly pulled him back, saying I didn't want to go. Then I pointed to my short skirt.

He understood that if I went up the stairs in this short skirt, everything under my skirt would be exposed.

The shop owner was actually overjoyed to hear I wasn't going upstairs, saying, "Then don't go up, I'll take you to the back

to see some other interesting things." This old man actually tried to get rid of my boyfriend; it seems he was deliberately trying to take advantage of me.

What's infuriating is that my boyfriend agreed after hearing him say that, and went upstairs, leaving me alone with this lecherous old

man in his forties, slightly overweight, and balding.

Following him to the back of the shop, I found a small storage room with some uncategorized antiques haphazardly displayed.

I wasn't really interested, and after glancing at them a few times, I was about to leave when the shop owner suddenly grinned lewdly and asked,
"Little beauty, you look so young and cute, are you already eighteen?"

I didn't know why he asked me that, but girls always like compliments, so I grinned and said,

"I'm already twenty."

The shop owner said that since I was over eighteen, I could come into his room; there were many antique adult toys there.

My boyfriend wasn't around, and this lecherous old man was actually inviting me to look at antique adult toys—how audacious!

But I still pretended to be an innocent girl, curious and excited, and said, "Really~" Then I followed

him into a small room.

Sure enough, there were many strange items. Although people in the past didn't read pornographic books or watch pornographic movies like people do now,

they were very artistic and creative, designing all sorts of toys. One of them was

a pair of naked male and female dolls hidden inside a hard pillow. The male doll's penis was thick and large, while the female doll's skin was white and tender.

Curiously

, I picked up a toy depicting a man and woman entwined and pressed down from the bottom. The man suddenly jumped up and pressed down again, his disproportionate penis thrusting into the woman's small hole. I couldn't help myself and pressed down several times in succession, and

the man also chuckled and thrust into the woman a few times. I thought to myself, where can a male penis be so powerful?

What would happen if I were penetrated by such a powerful male? Ah, I've gotten aroused, how embarrassing.

Seeing a chair with a backrest in the storage room, I asked the uncle why the chair was placed

there, since it didn't seem special. The shopkeeper chuckled lewdly and said this chair was called a "love chair." He explained, "Look, the two armrests curve upwards

like hooks. In ancient times, men would have women sit on this chair, put their legs on the armrests,
and then... hehehe... you know what lovemaking is like?" He then demonstrated the movements by thrusting his own genitals back and forth.

I could easily imagine what that was like, and my whole body heated up, my face flushing crimson with embarrassment.

Seeing my lustful state, the shopkeeper boldly put his arm around my shoulder and asked if I had ever played this game with my boyfriend.

I blushed and said I wouldn't answer him, but this lecherous old man suddenly hugged me from behind, saying, "Your boyfriend has never

played with you before, so let me teach you.

" He then grabbed my waist with one hand and groped my breasts with the other, lifting them up from below.

My breasts, inside my half-cup bra, were squeezed up, exposing my areolas. I struggled to move away,

but he held me tightly, his lower body pressing against my round buttocks. Even through my pants and skirt, I

could feel the heat of his large penis. After groping my breasts, his hands moved to my pink thighs,

then slipped under my skirt, reaching my panties.

"No~ no~ my boyfriend is upstairs~ he'll be down soon~" I struggled, trying to push his hands away,

but his fingers were already inside my panties, teasing between my labia.

I felt an electric shock; my whole body went limp, watching as his fingers plunged into my vagina.

"Hehe, you little slut, your pussy's already wet, what are you pretending to be a lady for?" This lecherous old man is really despicable, teasing me while he's

playing with me. Although he's aroused me to the point of weakness, if I scream and my boyfriend rushes in and beats

him up, or calls the police and gets him arrested, he's dead meat.

I suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark figure standing by the door. The shop is almost closing, so no one else should be coming in.
The figure behind the door must be my boyfriend. He's actually standing behind the door, watching his delicate girlfriend being

played with by this lecherous shop owner. Doesn't he even consider her his girlfriend?

Although I was a little angry, this anger turned into a strange feeling of excitement. My boyfriend is

so perverted, enjoying watching this lecherous old man ravish his girlfriend. Well then, I'll just make him wear

a big green hat and see if he feels any remorse.

Even so, I still have to show some feminine modesty and shame. I struggled in the lecherous old man's arms,

my mouth purring shyly as I said, "No~ Ah~ Uncle, don't do this to me~ I already have a boyfriend~

You can't do this~ It's so embarrassing~ My boyfriend never does this to me down there~ Ah~ Uncle, you're so bad~"

My pitiful moans, coupled with my weak struggles, did nothing to break free from his embrace; instead, they only increased his

lust for me.

The bald shop owner pushed me toward the love chair, and before I could sit down, he pulled my legs up and spread them apart,

placing my calves on the curved handles on either side of the chair. The ancients really knew how to design. With my calves caught on the hooked handle,

it was impossible to escape. I could only twist my slender waist and round buttocks, emitting alluring moans that sounded like pleading:

"Bad uncle, don't put me on the sex chair! It's so embarrassing~ You've seen all my underwear

~ Don't come any closer~ I'm only twenty~ I can't~ I can't have sex with you~ Ah~" I knew the more

I begged, the more the shop owner wanted to have sex with me. Sure enough, he

pulled aside my wet panties, staring intently at my tender little hole amidst the lush pubic hair, chuckling lewdly,
saying, "Little slut, your pussy is dripping with juice, don't you want me to fuck you a few times?" As he

spoke, he pulled down his zipper and pulled out his penis.

Seeing his thick, erect penis standing out amidst his thick pubic hair, I was immediately startled. I really couldn't believe that this

fat, forty-something-year-old man had such a large penis.

As his body pressed against me, I smelled a strong odor of male sweat. Before I could even react, his

thick penis was already inside my tender hole. I let out a soft moan. This lecherous old man's penis was incredibly hard.

The thick glans had barely spread my labia before the long shaft slid in. Perhaps because I was so wet,

even though my hole was narrow and small, his large penis still managed to penetrate it all at once. My lower body swelled up,

and I was genuinely worried that he would tear my vagina apart.

This lecherous old man was so bold, pushing me onto the sex chair and raping me without caring whether my boyfriend would

suddenly run downstairs. But he was also quite skilled; his thick, hard penis seemed to penetrate all the way in each time.

My clitoris was repeatedly struck by the hot glans, and an intense pleasure spread throughout my body from my hole.

My feelings at that moment were actually quite complicated. Being raped by a man was already shameful and humiliating enough,

but having my boyfriend watching me being violated by this lecherous old man from the doorway made it even more humiliating. Yet, waves of excitement kept washing over me.

I finally couldn't hold back any longer and started wiggling my tender buttocks, cooperating with the fat shop owner's lewd acts.

The shop owner had a smug look on his face. Of course, he never imagined he could so easily get his hands on a
young and beautiful college student like me, especially since it was a couple who practically threw

themselves —the boyfriend upstairs while the girlfriend was being taken advantage of downstairs. He chuckled smugly, "You enjoyed being fucked by me, didn't you? I

'm better than your boyfriend, I fucked you really well, didn't I?"

I was embarrassed by what he said, but I still stuck out my buttocks, letting him penetrate deeper. "You're so bad—you

fucked me like this—and you're still making fun of me—my boyfriend's already cheated on me—and you still say that to him—if he finds out—

I'm doomed—ah—"

The shop owner chuckled lewdly, "Come to my place more often, I guarantee I'll fuck you until your pussy is blooming."

I twisted my slender waist and moaned, "Ah—I won't..." "Again~ I'm afraid you~ your big rotten bird will break my

little pussy~ Ah~"

The shop owner's big cock was very powerful, making my pussy a mess, and also making me dizzy from being raped: "Ah~

harder~ break my pussy~ Ah~ I'm going to be fucked to death by you~ Ah~ I'm going to die~ Ah~ more

~ I'll come back to you next time~ Ah~" While I was being fucked by him, I was extremely excited and couldn't help but say

lewd words. At the same time, I deliberately let my boyfriend hiding behind the door hear my lewd moans, to punish his

weird fetish of deliberately humiliating his girlfriend~

This shop owner is really a master at playing with girls. He first made me dizzy from being fucked, and then reached out to strip off my clothes.

In a couple of moves, he stripped my upper body naked, and even pulled up my skirt. I was completely naked, half

lying on the sex chair, letting him rape and play with me. He held my buttocks with one hand and continued to fuck me, while the other hand haphazardly

rubbed my breasts, pinching and pulling my nipples, playing with me like a prostitute.
My boyfriend was still hiding behind the door peeking. Hmph~ I had to humiliate him~

I thought to myself, and then I took the initiative to hug that lecherous old man and moaned: "Ah~ dear old man~

so amazing~ ah~ you fucked me to death~ my boyfriend can't~ fuck me as deep as you~ ah~

your technique is so good~ ah~ you fucked me so good~ I'm afraid I'll get addicted to you~ I'll sneak back

to you next time~ ah~"

The shop owner was having a great time, and seeing such a young girl like me being fucked so lewdly, he fucked even harder.

As he raped me, he started to pant heavily, his penis thrusting heavily into my tender hole. I knew

he was about to ejaculate, and I wanted to punish my boyfriend properly, so I let out seductive moans: "No~

good uncle~ dear uncle~ don't ejaculate inside me~ I don't want to have your son~ ah~ it will

make me pregnant~ I will give birth to a bastard~ ah~ I'm only twenty years old~ I don't want to be an unwed mother~ ah~ my boyfriend

will abandon me~ ah~ uncle is so bad~ you really put your children and grandchildren into my uterus~ this time

you really made me pregnant~ ah~ you made me pregnant~"

How could the shop owner tolerate such lewd words any longer? Before he finished speaking, his hot semen had already shot into my uterus.

The angle of my sitting on the sex chair was just right so that all the semen was poured into my uterus. Fine, I'll give my boyfriend a

bastard son, so he'll be cuckolded for life.

The shopkeeper let out a long sigh of relief and said, "That felt so good," before pulling his penis out of my tender hole, his semen

immediately flowing out. That bastard, seeing my panting after being violated,
scooped up the semen with two fingers and put it in my mouth without a word, then smeared it on my cheeks. What

a scoundrel, he fucked me and then made me eat his semen!

I finally managed to struggle off that sex chair, hastily put on my clothes, and hurriedly ran out of the antique shop.

My boyfriend pretended to be looking for me outside the shop, and when he saw me, he nervously grabbed me, saying, "Where did you go?

I thought you left the shop on your own. Your face is all red, are you okay?"

Hmph, my boyfriend is so good at playing dumb. He was just peeping from the doorway. It felt so good, didn't it? He still thinks I'm the victim,

raped by the shopkeeper but too ashamed to say anything. Little did he know, I had just willingly offered myself to that ugly,

fat shopkeeper, letting him indulge in his lustful pleasure on me, turning my labia inside out,

nearly apart, squeezing my breasts until they were deformed, and finally letting him ejaculate all over his uterus, making him

wear a huge green hat.

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