Romantic Encounters at Night Markets

Going to the night market for dinner is something I always do on weekends. After dinner, I can browse the nearby stalls. That's how I usually spend a leisurely weekend evening.
April 9th, Sunny.
"Ya-Ting! Are you going?" I asked Ya-Ting. Ya-Ting: "Of course! I'm afraid you'll get snatched away by other girls." Three diagonal lines appeared on my forehead. I said, "Then hurry up and change your clothes!" Ya-Ting smiled at me and said, "Okay! You can't peek!" I said speechlessly, "Please! What part of your body haven't I seen?!"
Ya-Ting made a face at me and went into the bathroom. Ya-Ting is 164 cm tall, 32B 24 35. She's an O-type Pisces, my girlfriend. We were introduced by a friend, and our relationship has progressed to the point where we're living together.
Honestly, after dating for a while, it gets a little boring. It's nice to have someone around, but sometimes her every move can affect your mood for the whole day, so it has its pros and cons! Right now, I'd like to find a new girlfriend, but things don't always go as smoothly as I'd like.
After Ya-ting finished dressing, just as we were about to leave, she grabbed me and said, "What do you think of my outfit today?" I glanced at her and casually said, "You look great!" She was overjoyed, beaming, while I was incredibly bored, a stark contrast to her mood.
"Boss! One steak!" I said. Ya-ting said, "Boss, I want steak too!" I looked around; it was crowded, and there were no seats. Luckily, there was a seat in the corner, so we quickly sat down. Ya-ting said, "I'll get you some soup first." I hummed a song while waiting.
Suddenly, a child's voice came from behind: "Mommy! There's a seat over there!" It was a young couple and their child. They sat down opposite me, and it suddenly felt very cramped. I started to observe the couple opposite me. The man had dark skin and dressed like a Taiwanese. He started smoking as soon as he sat down.
His wife, who looked petite and thin, was quite cute, wearing thick-rimmed glasses and a ponytail. She and her husband seemed mismatched. Next to them was their child, who looked to be in kindergarten. They must have been married recently.
What surprised me was the woman's clothing; her round neckline was so wide! I could vaguely see inside; she was wearing white underwear, which made it even more intriguing. But her husband was beside me, so I couldn't move too much and could only steal glances out of the corner of my eye.
"Your soup," Ya-ting came back, making it even harder for me to peek. "Here you go! Steak!" The waiter hurriedly left as soon as he put down the steak. Strangely enough, the couple had been sitting there for so long, but they hadn't said a word, as if they were strangers. I guessed their marriage wasn't happy. Suddenly! The man ran away. The child said, "That's Daddy's friend." I looked in the direction the child pointed and
saw two men and a woman standing next to the man. They seemed to be having a good time talking, so they must be friends. I thought the man was probably the playboy type, the kind who never goes home and always hangs out at his friends' houses. I noticed his wife didn't even glance at him; she seemed used to it.
This was advantageous for me. Now I just needed to observe whether Ya-ting was paying attention to me. I continued my efforts, and she seemed to notice me peeking. We locked eyes for a moment, and she quickly looked away, seemingly shy. I felt a jolt of electricity when she looked at me like that.
"Come on! Let me feed you a bite," Ya-ting's voice startled me. "Oh!" She didn't adjust her round neckline. Did she want me to keep looking? Not only that, she bent down to eat the noodles, making the neckline even wider, so I could see everything clearly. Her breasts weren't big, probably about the same size as Ya-ting's, judging from her thin body. But looking at other people's breasts is always particularly stimulating.
My penis started to get hard without me realizing it. I noticed that one of her hands was still down there, and I wondered what she was doing. I pretended to drop my fork and bent down to pick it up. What I saw made my penis fully erect. She was wearing tight pants, and her legs were spread wide. Her hand was caressing her private parts. After I stood up ,
my face was flushed. Ya-ting asked, "What's wrong?" I nervously replied, "I feel very hot." Ya-ting said, "Come drink some black tea." I took a big gulp of black tea, took off my slipper with my right foot, and reached out to touch her hand. She was startled but didn't say anything. I gently touched her hand with my foot twice,
signaling her to take it away. I started to caress her, and she knew it. After she took her hand away, I took advantage of the situation and began to caress her private parts with my foot. I noticed her expression; it was quite lewd. She must be enjoying it. While I was masturbating her, I was also paying attention to her husband. He was still talking and had no idea that his wife was being teased. It felt so good!
In my excitement, I forcefully poked her in with my big toe. "Ah!" she cried out. I immediately pulled my foot back. I was sweating profusely. We were all watching her. She calmly told her son, "Mommy is going to the bathroom. I'll be right back. Tell Daddy later!" The child replied, "Okay!" She
grabbed her purse and headed towards the night market's public restroom. My face flushed red, and I took the opportunity to say to Ya-ting, "Ya-ting! I'm not feeling well!" Ya-ting asked worriedly, "Where do you feel unwell? Should you see a doctor?" I said, "No need! I think I'll go back and rest first."
Ya-ting: "Then let's go!" I said, "No need! I can go back by myself. Didn't you say you were going to look at clothes today?" Ya-ting looked at me and said, "Are you okay?" I said, "I'm fine!" Ya-ting: "Then you should go back first!" I said, "Sorry! I can't go shopping with you." Ya-ting: "It's okay! There's nothing I can do about it!" Ya-ting handed me the keys. Ya-ting: "Be careful on the road!"
I ran off like the wind to... The women's restroom was empty except for that woman. She was looking in the mirror, splashing water on her face. When she saw me enter, she nervously exclaimed, "What are you doing? This is the women's restroom!" I quickly walked behind her, hugged her, and wrapped my arms around her armpits, caressing her breasts.
My erect penis rubbed against her buttocks. She became even more nervous, struggling, "What do you want to do? Don't do this! I have a husband, it'll be terrible if someone sees us." As she spoke, I casually kissed her. She struggled for a moment, then stopped. She turned around and hugged me, and I hugged her back. We embraced, our tongues entwined,
kissing as we walked into the restroom. Neither of them would let go first. I locked the door. It wasn't dirty here; someone cleaned it regularly, and it was the women's restroom. I quickly took off her clothes and bra. I opened my mouth and pressed it against her breast, sucking on her nipple while vigorously kneading it with one hand.
She also helped me unbuckle my belt, pulled out my hard penis, and started stroking it. She sat on the toilet and took my penis into her mouth, giving me oral sex. My already thick penis felt even harder after she sucked it. The woman whispered, "Are you wearing a condom?" I took a condom out of my pocket. Because Ya-ting and I sometimes have sex outside, I always carry a condom with me just in case. I put it on and helped her up. Come on, let me sit on the toilet. She's facing away from me,
and her pert, firm buttocks ignite my desire to conquer her. I quickly pull down her jeans and underwear. I caress her private parts; they're already overflowing with moisture. She uses her hands to spread her labia. I hold my long penis. We're perfectly in sync; my glans is already inside her.
She slowly sits down. The woman: "Ah~" Although I can't see her expression, I know she must be incredibly aroused. I feel the tightness of the fleshy walls surrounding her vagina. I exhale deeply. The warm fleshy walls envelop my penis, and waves of heat surge up my body, my excitement rising higher and higher…!
I thrust my hips forward, pumping and pounding wildly. The force is so intense that the woman's whole body trembles, her breasts undulating rhythmically with her body. The woman seems to be experiencing pleasure; her hips move intentionally or unintentionally in sync with the deep thrusts and shallow withdrawals, rising and falling.
The woman, unable to withstand the vigorous movement, began to moan repeatedly, "Oh...so good!" Unable to withstand the intense vibrations, and with nothing to hold onto, she bent over, spreading her palms to brace against the toilet door. I quite liked this position, because from my angle, her white, tender buttocks appeared even rounder and larger due to the contact of flesh against flesh.
I loved watching her shapely buttocks sway and bounce as flesh collided. The woman's constant hip movements created a beautiful curve, and the more beautiful something is, the more I wanted to conquer it. I forcefully straightened myself, landing on my feet, and stood up, my palms wide open, gripping the two large, fleshy mounds of her buttocks, and thrusting even harder into them. The woman 's
vagina was very slippery and warm with lots of vaginal fluid, making a "sizzling" sound as I fucked her. The woman cried out wildly, "Ugh... ugh... ugh... ugh... oh... ugh... ugh... ugh... ah... ah... ah... ugh... good... ugh... ah ah... oh..." I knew the woman was very excited, her vaginal fluid dripping onto the ground. Slowly, I felt the contractions inside her vagina, goosebumps rising all over my body. She was having an orgasm.
The woman screamed, "Ah... ugh... good... ugh... ah ah... oh..." Her whole body spasmed. I felt a warm, wet spray spray onto my glans from her vagina. Her tight vagina contracted violently, and my penis felt like it was being constantly penetrated by a small mouth. As if sucking,
the woman climaxed, but I hadn't. I turned her around to face me. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was weak all over. I picked her up, gripping her buttocks tightly to prevent her from falling. I positioned her back against the toilet door to lighten her weight. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.
I used all my strength, thrusting even more roughly into her overflowing, juicy cunt, seemingly unconcerned even if I pierced it completely. The toilet door slammed and pounded against me, as if it were about to break. I knew I was about to ejaculate. At this crucial moment, we both heard a voice, "Mommy! Mommy! What's wrong? You're so slow! Daddy's outside!" "I've been waiting for so long!" Damn it, her son came into the bathroom looking for his mother.
He was banging on the door, saying, "Mom! Come out quickly!" At this critical moment, how could I possibly stop? Even if the sky were to fall, I had to ejaculate. I thrust harder and faster, driving his mother crazy. The woman cried out, "Ah... I can't take it anymore... Oh... Oh... Junxiong!... Hmm... Hmm... Ah... Wait outside first... Ah... Mom!" The child cried, "No! I want to wait here for Mom to come out!" The woman cried, "Don't do that, Junxiong, be good! Hmm... Ah... Listen... Hmm... Ah... Listen to Mom... Go... Back... For... You... Oh... Hmph... Mmm... Eat candy!"
Her son didn't seem to want to leave, and he was banging on the door again. So annoying! I never thought I'd have to do her mother in front of her child. Her son's cries made me even more excited. After fifty or sixty thrusts, I suddenly felt a tingling, itchy pleasure. "Ah... Ah..." I was about to ejaculate!
She quickly got dressed, and after I asked for her phone number, she hurriedly left with her son. I left the restroom after they left, having inexplicably met a casual sex partner, a young woman who was quite sexually frustrated because her husband was often away from home.

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