My boyfriend watched me get so wet and satisfied.

Early autumn days are still hot, but evenings are quite cool, and many couples like to stroll through the night market
and enjoy the breeze. I prefer the big department stores; the lights are bright, and the streets are cleaner. But my boyfriend
prefers these smaller streets, which specialize in counterfeit designer watches, pirated VCDs and records, secondhand electronics
, and pornographic magazines. Although the variety of goods is vast and the prices are cheap, it's a mixed bag.
There are always a few men in vests with tattoos on their arms looking around suspiciously, and of course, many lecherous guys
staring at women's breasts and buttocks. Every time my boyfriend and I come here, I feel like there are at least
five or six pairs of eyes watching me.

My boyfriend not only doesn't care about other guys looking at me, but he also always makes me wear pretty clothes before we go to the night market
. I know he secretly enjoys seeing me in revealing, sexy clothes, showing off my arms and legs, and even my
fair breasts and cleavage. But I'll say, "We're going to the night market, not a
dance party. I don't want to wear this kind of thing; it's too revealing."

My boyfriend is a little disappointed, but he's still very considerate and says, "Then wear the dress I bought you last time.
"

I readily agree, "Okay!"

Actually, when my boyfriend wanted to buy me a dress, he was thinking of buying me something sexy, but I didn't want that!
The top I chose was sleeveless but had a collar, and although it was thin, the buttons could be fastened high up to my chest.
The skirt, while also short, was three inches above the knee, not a super short skirt. My boyfriend was a little disappointed again when he bought it,
but he still smiled and bought it for me.

While I was changing, he made another request: "Could you wear something a little sexier in your underwear?"

I grinned and said, "No one can see my underwear, why should I wear something sexy?"

My boyfriend said, "When I take you home, I can touch it!"

I blush easily, and when he said it so directly, I blushed and said to him, "You're so shameless, you little
pervert! Hmm... okay, since no one can see my underwear anyway, I'll just wear the lingerie set I bought last month, okay
?" My boyfriend was excited and said "okay" several times.

The lingerie set I bought last month was indeed very sexy. The bra only had a half-cup design with soft underwire that provided
support, yet it was very soft and comfortable. The silk panties were small and thin, and although they weren't thongs, they were very form-fitting
, almost like I wasn't wearing anything. You could see the curves of my lower body and the shadow of my pubic hair. Of course, when I put on an outer dress
, I would cover up all that sexiness and become a ladylike figure.

However, when I put on the top and skirt, I noticed that one button was missing from the neckline of the top. Luckily, this button could be
left unbuttoned, allowing a glimpse of my fair breasts—a little sexy, but not revealing. But the thread on the lower button
was almost broken; it would tear off with the slightest force. This button was crucial; if it fell off, the top would
open, exposing my breasts and cleavage. The skirt, when I bought it, covered
my thighs three inches above the knee, but now it only covered about an inch below my buttocks, turning into a miniskirt. This must be
my boyfriend's handiwork! I know he's secretly taken my skirts to a tailor he knows to shorten more than once
, and he must have cut off one button from the top, deliberately letting the other one wear off quickly so I
wouldn't notice it popping off.

My boyfriend is such a little rascal; he always imagines exposing my cute body to other guys. Humph
, I knew his tricks all along! However, I didn't want to hurt his pride, so I didn't expose his scheme. I
even pretended to be an innocent little girl and wore the outfit he had deliberately made me look bad. Anyway, I was his girlfriend
, his private property; he could do whatever he wanted with me.

So, I happily went to the night market with him in this outfit. Sure enough, as I expected,
many boys soon started staring at me, swallowing their saliva as they looked. They were probably already
thinking about hugging and kissing me, or about stripping my clothes off and caressing me, or even about pushing me to the ground and raping
me in public. My boyfriend probably knew that his girlfriend was being leered at and fantasized about by other boys, but he pretended not
to see. So, like an innocent little girl, I pretended not to know anything and continued to
walk with him, arm in arm.

My boyfriend likes to collect antiques, not the really valuable ones, but small things like ancient
coins, miniature models of ancient weapons, old toys, and so on. When he saw a small shop on the street displaying many of these
kinds of trinkets, he hurriedly pulled my hand to look at them. I wasn't actually interested in these antiques, but he held
my hand and bent down to admire them intently. After he looked at them himself, he showed them to me, forcing me to bend down and
look with him.

Suddenly, I felt a mosquito-like sensation on my chest—perhaps it was a woman's intuition. I
slightly raised my head and saw the young shop owner, around twenty years old, staring blankly at my large breasts,
drool almost dripping from his mouth. Only then did I realize that the open front of my top
revealed a small portion of my round breasts when I bent over. Although it was just a small part, perhaps because
my skin was so white and delicate, it always made men drool.

I glanced at my boyfriend again; he was also glancing at the shop owner out of the corner of his eye. He knew the other guy was looking at me.
Humph! He deliberately let others see his girlfriend! I straightened my back, and the shopkeeper quickly looked away
, reverting to his professional manner: "Pick whatever you like, I'll give you a discount if you take a few more!"

I was still inwardly resentful of my boyfriend: You deliberately brought me here, just to expose my breasts to this
pervert! I pretended my back ached, straightened my back, and even bent my arms backward to massage it.

*Pfft!* Heh, just as I expected, the nearly broken button on my blouse couldn't withstand the pull of my bent arms and
snapped, exposing my chest even more. I could see my two white, tender breasts out of the corner of my eye, the half-
cup bra revealing a deep cleavage. Was this too much? Never mind him, my boyfriend likes
me showing off to other guys anyway, so I'll let everyone see my breasts!

So, pretending I didn't know the button had fallen off, I bent down again to admire the antiques with my boyfriend. This time I ...
The shopkeeper's eyes looked like they were about to pop out. I felt a bit over the top myself; my shirt was so open
, and my bra was a half-cup, showing most of my breasts. I was worried my
nipples might be showing too! Plus, with my upper body bent over, my skirt was sticking up in the back, and I
was facing the street. There were bound to be plenty of lecherous uncles and grandpas peeking under my skirt. It was really a bargain for
them; my thin panties probably showed off my firm, round buttocks!

Humph! You naughty boyfriend, you like your girlfriend being shown off, don't you? This time, I'll show both my breasts to this pervert
, and let all the stinky men passing by see my cute buttocks! So I deliberately stuck my butt out, making my
skirt stick up even more.

In the end, my boyfriend bought a few items, and the shopkeeper gave us a very cheap price, even thanking us! Of course
, he got to see my breasts for free; he should thank us, thank God!

That night, my boyfriend was especially happy. He held my hand and we strolled along that chaotic street. My breasts swayed back and
forth. I think there were at least two hundred guys who saw me looking so sexy and alluring. They were probably already imagining
how to get me into bed and have their fun with me. Maybe some of them were already secretly taking pictures of my chest and up my skirt
, plotting how to rape and humiliate me. Some probably even wanted to brazenly molest and fuck
me in front of my boyfriend. It was incredibly perverted.

It wasn't until 10 p.m. that my boyfriend said he would take me home. We passed an antique shop that was about to close. The
shop owner, who looked over forty, looked me up and down and whistled as he said to us, "Young couple,
want to come in and see some good stuff?"

Humph, just looking at his lecherous eyes, I knew he had ill intentions towards me. But to my surprise, my boyfriend said
, "There might really be some good stuff here, let's go in and take a look."

My boyfriend's mentality is so strange. If it were any other guy, seeing a pervert staring at his girlfriend
, he would have beaten him up long ago. But my boyfriend likes to send a lamb to the slaughter, pushing me into the arms of another guy.

We went into the antique shop, which was much bigger than the previous small shop. Antiques of different sizes were displayed in different
corners, but these antiques all seemed very rough and probably not worth much. Perhaps because it was about to close, only
the lecherous shop owner was left. He enthusiastically pulled the two of us into the shop, pointing to the antiques and saying,
"You can look around as you like..." But his eyes also "casually" roamed over my chest.

We looked around for a few minutes, and the shop owner pointed to the stairs and said, "There are many more antiques upstairs, would you like to go see
them?" My boyfriend said okay and went upstairs.

But I pulled my boyfriend and said, "I don't want to go up." Then I pointed to my short skirt. He understood that if I wore this
short skirt up the stairs, my underwear would be completely exposed.

When the shop owner heard I wasn't going upstairs, he was overjoyed and said, "Then don't go up. I'll take you to the back
to see some other interesting things." He then grabbed my hand and led me to the back of the shop.

Hmph, that old man, trying to get rid of my boyfriend so he can take advantage of me? My boyfriend, hearing this, actually
agreed and went upstairs himself, leaving me with this slightly overweight, balding, lecherous man in his forties!

The lecherous man led me to the back of the shop, where there was a small storage room haphazardly filled with uncategorized antiques
. I glanced at them, but wasn't very interested.

The shop owner suddenly grinned lewdly and asked me, "Little beauty, you look so young, are you already eighteen?"

I didn't know why he asked me that, so I smiled and said, "I'm already twenty."

The shop owner said, "Anyone over eighteen can come into my room. I have a lot of old-fashioned adult toys here.
Interested in taking a look?"

My boyfriend was upstairs, and this lecherous old man was inviting me to look at adult toys—how audacious! But I
pretended to be an innocent girl, curious and excited, and said, "Really?" Then I followed him into a
small room.

Wow, there were indeed many strange items. It turns out that although people in the past didn't read pornographic books,
read pornographic comics, or watch pornographic movies like people do now, they were very artistic and creative, designing all sorts of toys. One of them
seemed to be a pair of naked male and female dolls hidden inside a hard pillow. The male doll's penis was thick and large,
and the female doll's skin was white and tender—very arousing. There was also a toy depicting a man and woman entwined. Pressing down from the bottom would make the man
jump up and then press down again, inserting his disproportionately large penis into the woman's vagina. I couldn't help but pick it up and
press it several times. The man then chuckled and thrust into the woman. How embarrassing! Where
can you find a man so strong? What would happen if I were penetrated by such a strong man? Ah, he's aroused me!

I saw a chair with a backrest in the storage room and said, "Uncle, this chair isn't anything special, why
is it here?"

The shopkeeper chuckled lewdly and said, "This chair is called a lovemaking chair, of course it's special. Look, the two handles
are bent up in the front, like hooks. In the old days, people would put the woman on the chair, then put her legs on
the handles on both sides, and then like this… hehehe… men and women having sex, understand?" As he spoke, he demonstrated the action by thrusting his lower
body back and forth. Of course, I could imagine what it would be like, and I felt a surge of heat throughout my body, my face flushed with embarrassment.

Seeing my lustful state, the shop owner boldly put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Your boyfriend has never played this
kind of game with you, has he?"

I blushed and said, "I won't answer you."

This lecherous old man suddenly hugged me from behind and said, "Hehe, your boyfriend has never played this with you, so let me
teach you!"

After saying that, he grabbed my slender waist with one hand and touched my breasts with the other, lifting them up from below
. My breasts, partially encased in my bra, were squeezed up, even my nipples were exposed. I struggled
, but he held me tightly. My round buttocks were pressed against his lower body. Even through my pants and skirt, I
could still feel the heat of his large penis. After touching my breasts, his hands moved to my pink thighs,
then slipped inside my skirt, reaching my panties.

"No...no...my boyfriend is upstairs...he'll be down soon..." I struggled, trying to push him away.
I tried to pull away from his clutches, but his fingers had already slipped inside my panties, teasing and probing between my tender lips.
My whole body went limp, as if electrocuted, and I let his fingers plunge straight into my wetness.

"Hehe, you little slut, look at your pussy, it's all wet, what are you pretending to be a lady for?" This lecherous old man was truly
despicable, mocking me while playing with me. He was really out of his mind. Although I was completely limp from his teasing
, if I screamed, my boyfriend would rush in and beat him up, or call the police and have him arrested, and he'd be dead.

But then I suddenly saw a dark figure standing by the door. The shop was almost closing, so there shouldn't be anyone else coming in
. Wasn't that my boyfriend behind the door? He was actually standing behind the door, watching his delicate girlfriend being
played with by this lecherous shop owner? Did he even consider her his girlfriend?

I was a little angry, but this anger transformed into a strange sense of excitement: my boyfriend actually liked
this lecherous old man raping his girlfriend, so I might as well make him wear a big green hat! Let's see if he'll
feel sorry for me!

I was still struggling in the lecherous old man's arms, moaning, "No... ah... Uncle, please don't
do this to me anymore... 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..." These moans and weak struggles couldn't
break free from his embrace; instead, they only increased his lust for me.

The balding shop owner pushed me towards the love chair, and before I could sit down, he pulled my legs up, exposing them to my chest.
He pulled open the
were on the handles, it was hard to escape. I twisted my slender waist and round buttocks, letting out seductive, pleading
moans: "Bad uncle...you put me on this love chair...it's so embarrassing...you've seen all my underwear
...don't come any closer...I'm only twenty...I can't...can't have sex with you...ah..."

I knew the more I said that, the more the shop owner wanted to have sex with me. Sure enough, he
pulled down my wet panties, revealing my tender little hole, and chuckled lewdly, saying, "Little slut, your pussy
is all oozing juice, do you want me to fuck you a few times?" As he spoke, he pulled down his zipper, took
out his thick penis, and I was startled: a man in his forties, and his penis was still so
big!

His body pressed against me, and I smelled a strong odor of male sweat. Before I could react, his thick penis
had already entered my tender hole. "Ah!" I cried out softly. This lecherous old man's penis was really
hard. The thick glans stretched open my tender hole, and then the long shaft followed. Perhaps because I
had leaked too much vaginal fluid, even though my hole was narrow and small, his big penis still managed to penetrate it. A wave of
swelling and pain washed over me, and I didn't even know if he would tear my hole apart!

But the intense sensation spread throughout my body from my hole! Ah... this lecherous old man was so bold, pushing me onto the sex chair
and raping me, not caring if my boyfriend would suddenly run downstairs! He was also very skilled; his thick and hard
penis almost tore my tender hole apart, and it went all the way in, right to my clitoris.

My feelings were complicated. The sensation of being raped by a man was both shameful and pleasurable, especially with my boyfriend secretly watching me
being violated by this lecherous old man. The shame was palpable, yet waves of excitement washed over me. I couldn't help
but sway my tender buttocks, writhing in rhythm with the fat shop owner's lewd acts.

The shop owner was ecstatic; of course, he himself couldn't believe he could so easily have sex with a young and beautiful college student like me
, especially since it was a couple who had willingly offered themselves up. The boyfriend went upstairs, while the girlfriend was left
downstairs to be exploited! He chuckled lewdly, "You enjoyed being fucked by me, didn't you? I'm better at it than your boyfriend, I
fucked you really well, didn't I?"

I felt embarrassed by his words, but I still thrust my hips forward, letting him penetrate deeper. "You're so bad... fucking
me like this... and making fun of me... my boyfriend is already being cheated on... and you still say that about 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 your pussy until it's blooming!"

I twisted my slender waist, moaning, "Ah... I won't come again... afraid you... your big, rotten cock will
break... my little pussy... ah..."

The shop owner's big cock was very powerful, fucking my pussy until it was a mess, and also making me dizzy with lust.
"Ah... harder... fuck my pussy until it's broken... ah... I'm being fucked to death by you... ah... I'm dying
... ah... more... I'll come back for you to fuck me again next time... ah..." I was
uttering these lewd words because I was so excited by his fucking, and I was also deliberately letting my boyfriend, who was hiding behind the door, hear my wanton moans
to punish his weird fetish of deliberately humiliating his girlfriend!

This shop owner was a real expert at playing with women. He first fucked me until I was dazed, then reached out and stripped me naked
. In a few quick movements, he had stripped my upper body naked, even pulling my skirt up. 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 fucking me, while the other hand was already haphazardly
rubbing my breasts, pinching and pulling my nipples, playing with me like a prostitute.

My boyfriend, however, was still hiding behind the door peeking. Humph! I'll make my boyfriend suffer humiliation too!

Thinking this to myself, I took the initiative to hug that lecherous old man and started moaning, "Ah... dear uncle...
you're so amazing... ah... you're fucking me to death... my boyfriend can't... fuck me as deep as you...
ah... your technique is so good... ah... you're fucking me so good... I'm afraid I'll get addicted to you... next time
I'll secretly come back to let you fuck me again... ah..."

The shop owner was having a great time. Seeing that such a young girl like me was being fucked so lewdly, he
fucked me even harder. He started to pant, his penis thrusting heavily into my tender hole. I knew
he was about to ejaculate. In my mind, I wanted to punish my boyfriend properly, so I let out seductive moans, "No
... ah... good uncle, dear uncle... don't ejaculate inside me... I don't want to have your son... ah
... you'll get me pregnant... I'll give birth to a bastard... ah... I'm only twenty years old... I don't want to... "
"Unmarried mother... ah... my boyfriend will abandon me... ah... Uncle is so bad... he really put his children
inside my uterus... this time you really got me pregnant... ah... you made me pregnant..."

My lewd words made the shop owner unable to hold back any longer. Before he finished speaking, his hot semen shot into my uterus.
The angle at which I was sitting on the sex chair was just right so that all the semen was poured into my uterus. Okay, I'll give birth to a
bastard son for my boyfriend, so he'll be cuckolded for life!

The shop owner let out a long sigh and said, "So good!" Then he pulled his penis out of my tender hole, and
the semen flowed out of my body. This bastard uncle saw my panting after being lewdly played with, so he used
two fingers to scoop up the semen, held it in front of me, and without saying a word put it in my mouth, then smeared it on my cheeks
. He's such a bad guy, he fucked me and then made me eat his semen!

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

My boyfriend was outside, pretending to have searched everywhere for me. When he saw me, he nervously grabbed me and said, "
Where did you go? I thought you left the shop on your own. Look at you, your face is all red, are you okay?"

Humph! My boyfriend is such a good actor! He was peeping from the doorway! Enjoying himself, wasn't he? He probably still thinks I'm the victim
, raped by the shop owner but too ashamed to tell anyone. He doesn't know that I just completely surrendered myself to that ugly, fat
shop owner, letting him have his way with me, turning my labia inside out, nearly tearing my vagina apart,
squeezing my breasts until they were deformed, and finally letting his semen fill my uterus, making him wear a huge
green hat!

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