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It is still hot during the day in early autumn, but it is cooler at night. Many couples like to hang out at the night market and enjoy the cool breeze.

I like to go to big stores where the lights are bright and the roads are cleaner, but my boyfriend likes to go to these small streets, which specialize in fake brand watches, ripped movie VCDs and records, second-hand electrical appliances, and pornographic newspapers. Although there are a wide variety of things and they are very cheap, it is a place where good and bad people mix. There are always a few men in vests with tattoos on their arms looking around in the crowd, and of course there are many lewd boys who always stare at girls’ breasts and buttocks. Every time my boyfriend and I come here, I feel that there are at least five or six pairs of eyes looking at me.

My boyfriend not only doesn’t care about other boys looking at me, but also always asks me to wear beautiful clothes before going to the night market. I know that he likes to see me wearing cool and sexy clothes, showing my arms and legs, and even my white and tender breasts and cleavage, but I would say: “I am going to the night market with you, not to a dance party. I don’t want to wear such clothes, it’s too cool.”

Although my boyfriend was a little disappointed, he was still very considerate and said to me: “Then wear the dress I bought you last time.”

I said very straightforwardly: “Okay!”

In fact, when my boyfriend wanted to buy me a dress, he also wanted to buy some sexy clothes, but I didn’t want it! The top I chose was sleeveless but had a collar, and although it was thin, the buttons could be buttoned up to the chest. The skirt was also a short skirt, but it was three inches above the knee, not a miniskirt. When my boyfriend bought it, he was a little disappointed, but he still bought it for me with a smile on his face.

When I changed clothes, he asked again: “Can you wear a more sexy underwear?”

I smiled and said: “No one can see my underwear, why should I wear something sexy?”

My boyfriend said: “I can touch you when I take you home!”

I blush easily, and when he said it so directly, I blushed and said to him: “You are so shameless, little pervert! Well… okay, since no one can see my underwear, I will wear the underwear I bought last month, okay?” My boyfriend said yes excitedly.

The underwear I bought last month is really sexy. The underwear is only half a cup, with soft steel wire, which can support, but it is very soft and comfortable. The silk underwear is small and thin. Although it is not T-back, it fits very closely, as if I am not wearing anything, so that the curves of my lower body and the shadow of my pubic hair can be seen. Of course, after I put on the outer clothes and skirt, all this sexiness will be covered up and I will look like a lady.

But when I put on the top and skirt, I found that there was a button missing from the collar of the top. Fortunately, I could leave it unbuttoned, so my white and tender breasts would be vaguely visible, a little sexy, but not exposed. But the thread of the button below was also worn out and almost broken. It would be torn off with a little force. This button is very important. If it falls off, the top will be open, and my breasts and cleavage will be exposed.

When I bought that skirt, it could cover my thighs three inches above the knee, but now it can only cover about an inch below the buttocks, turning it into a miniskirt. This must be the masterpiece of my boyfriend! I know that he has secretly taken my skirt to a familiar tailor to shorten it more than once, and he must have cut off one of the buttons on the top, and deliberately wore the other button until it was about to fall off, waiting for me to break without knowing it.

My boyfriend is really a little bad guy. He always likes to expose my lovely body to other boys. Humph, I knew his trick a long time ago! But I didn’t want to hurt his self-esteem, nor would I expose his scheme. I had to pretend to be an ignorant little girl and wear the clothes he deliberately used to mess with me. Anyway, I was his girlfriend and his private property, so he could do whatever he wanted.

So I happily went to the night market with him wearing this outfit. As expected, many boys soon looked at me. They were swallowing their saliva while looking at me. They might have been thinking about hugging and kissing me, or wanting to take off my clothes and caress me, or even wanting to push me to the ground and rape me in public.

My boyfriend should also know that his girlfriend was being lusted by other boys, but he pretended not to see it. Then I was like an innocent little girl, pretending not to know anything, and continued to go shopping with him while holding my boyfriend’s arm.

My boyfriend likes to collect antiques, of course not those very valuable antiques, but some small things, such as ancient coins, small models of ancient weapons, old toys, etc. When he saw a small shop on the street that was displaying a lot of these small things, he hurriedly pulled my hand to go and see them. I was actually not interested in these antiques, but he held my hand and bent down to appreciate them seriously. After he finished looking at them, he showed them to me, which made me bend down to look at them with him.

I suddenly felt as if a mosquito had flown over my chest. It might be a girl’s sixth sense. I raised my head slightly and saw the young shop owner in his twenties. He stared at my big chest with his eyes blankly, and saliva almost flowed out of the corners of his mouth. Only then did I realize that the open chest of my shirt would reveal a small part of my round breasts when I bent down. Although it was a small part, it might be because my skin was white and tender, which always made boys salivate.

I glanced at my boyfriend again. It turned out that he was also looking at the shop owner with the corner of his eyes. He knew that the boy was looking at me. Hum! He deliberately let others see his girlfriend!

I straightened my waist, and the shopkeeper quickly retracted his gaze and returned to his professional speech: “Pick whatever you want, and I’ll give you a discount if you pick more!”

In my heart, I still blamed my boyfriend: You deliberately dragged me here, and you wanted to expose my breasts to this pervert! I pretended to have a sore waist, straightened my waist, and bent my hand backward to pat my back.

Puff! Haha, as I expected, the button thread of my shirt that was about to break couldn’t withstand the pulling force of my bent hand, and it broke, and my chest was exposed even more. I could see my two white and tender breasts from the corner of my eyes, and the half-cup underwear inside showed my deep cleavage. Is this too much? Don’t worry about it. Anyway, my boyfriend likes me to expose my spring light to other boys, so I let him see both of my breasts!

So I pretended that I didn’t know that the button was broken, and bent over again to appreciate the antiques with my boyfriend. This time, I looked at the shopkeeper’s eyes like they were about to fall out. I also felt that it was a bit too much. My top was so open, and the bra inside was a half-cup type. My two big breasts were exposed for a large part. I was also worried that my nipples would be exposed! Moreover, I had to bend my upper body, and the skirt behind my buttocks was lifted up. I was facing the people on the street from behind. There must be many lustful uncles and uncles who peeked at my spring scenery under my skirt. This was really a bargain for them. My thin little underwear might show my elastic and round buttocks as a whole!

Humph! Bad boyfriend, you like your girlfriend to be seen by others, right? This time I will show both my breasts to this pervert, and let the stinky men coming and going on the street see my cute buttocks! So I deliberately stuck my buttocks out to make my short skirt more lifted up.

In the end, my boyfriend bought a few pieces, and the shopkeeper gave us a very cheap price and thanked us! Of course, my two breasts were free for him to see, he should thank us, thank God!

That night, my boyfriend was very happy. He held my hand and strolled on that street full of people. My breasts swayed. I think there were no less than 200 cool and sexy guys like me. They might have imagined how to get me to bed and have sex with me. Maybe some of them had already secretly taken pictures of my breasts and skirts, and were thinking about how to rape and humiliate me. Some of them might even want to molest and fuck me in front of my boyfriend. It was really perverted.

At 10 o’clock in the evening, my boyfriend said he would take me home. We walked past an antique shop that was about to close. The owner, who was in his forties, looked at me, looked me up and down, and whistled at us, saying, “Young couple, do you want to come in and take a look at the good stuff?”

Humph, looking at his lustful eyes, I knew he had bad intentions towards me. But I didn’t expect my boyfriend to say to me: “There may really be good stuff here, let’s go in and take a look.”

My boyfriend’s mentality is really strange. If it were other boys, they would have beaten up the pervert long ago when they saw him staring at his girlfriend, but my boyfriend likes to send sheep into the tiger’s mouth and push me into the arms of other boys.

We went into the antique shop. This one was much bigger than the previous small shop. Antiques of different sizes were placed in different corners, but these antiques seemed to be very rough and should not be worth much. Maybe because the shop was about to close, the only one left in the shop was the perverted owner. He enthusiastically pulled the two of us into the shop, pointed at the antiques and said: “You can take a look at them casually…” But his eyes also “casually” wandered over my chest.

We looked for a few minutes, and the owner pointed to the stairs and said: “There are still many antiques upstairs, do you want to take a look?” My boyfriend said okay and went up.

But I pulled my boyfriend and said: “I won’t go up.” Then I pointed to my short skirt. He also understood that when I walked up the stairs in this short skirt, all the spring scenery under my skirt was exposed.

When the shop owner heard that I didn’t go upstairs, he was overjoyed and said, “Then don’t go upstairs. I’ll take you to the back to see other fun things.” Then he took my hand and walked to the back of the store.

Hum, old man, you actually want to get rid of my boyfriend, do you want to take advantage of me? After hearing what he said, my boyfriend actually agreed, and went to the second floor by himself, leaving me to this slightly fat and half-bald uncle in his forties!

The uncle took me to the back of the store. It turned out that there was a small warehouse behind the store, where some unclassified antiques were randomly placed. I took a few glances and didn’t have much interest.

The shop owner suddenly asked me with a lewd smile: “Xiao Meimei, you are so young, are you already eighteen years old?”

I didn’t know why he asked me this, so I smiled and said to him: “I’m already twenty years old.”

The shop owner said: “If you are over eighteen years old, you can come into my room. There are many old adult toys here. Are you interested in taking a look?”

My boyfriend was upstairs, but this uncle invited me to see adult toys. Isn’t it too arrogant? But I still pretended to be an ignorant girl, and said curiously and happily: “Really?” Then I followed him into a small room.

Wow, there are really many rare items. It turns out that although people in the past did not read pornographic books, pornographic comics, and pornographic movies like people do now, they were very artistic and creative, and designed various toys.

One of them seemed to be a pair of naked male and female dolls hidden in a hard pillow. The male doll’s penis was thick and big, and the female doll’s skin was white and tender, which made people feel excited.

There was also a toy for men and women to linger. If you press it from the bottom, the man will jump up and press it down again, and use his disproportionate penis to insert into the girl’s small hole.

I couldn’t help but pick it up and press it several times in a row. The man giggled and fucked the girl. It was so embarrassing. Where are boys so strong? What would happen if I was fucked by such a strong boy? Ah, it made me feel excited!

I saw a chair with a backrest in the small warehouse and said, “Uncle, this chair is nothing special, why is it placed here?”

The owner laughed obscenely and said, “This chair is called a love chair, of course it is very special, you can see the two handles are bent in front, like a hook, in the old days people would put a girl on the chair, and then put her legs on the handles on both sides, and then like this… hehe… men and women have sex, do you understand?” As he said this, he thrust his lower body back and forth to demonstrate the movements. Of course I can imagine what it was like, I couldn’t help but feel hot all over, and my face flushed with shame.

Seeing my lustful look, the shop owner boldly put his arm on my shoulder and said, “Your boyfriend has never played this game with you, right?”

I blushed and said, “I won’t answer you.”

This lustful uncle suddenly hugged me from behind and said, “Hey, your boyfriend has never played this game with you, so let me teach you how to play!”

After he said that, he actually hugged my slender waist with one hand and touched my breasts with the other hand, lifting my breasts from the bottom up. My breasts in the half-cup underwear were all squeezed up by him, and even my nipples were exposed. I struggled, but he hugged me very tightly, and my round buttocks were pressed against his lower body. Although there were pants and skirts between us, I could still feel the heat of his big cock. After his claws touched my breasts, he touched my pink thighs, then touched my skirt and reached my panties.

“No…no…my boyfriend is upstairs…come down soon…” I struggled to push his claws away, but his fingers had already entered my panties and even hooked in between my two tender lips. My whole body felt like it was electrocuted and softened, and I let his fingers go straight into my tender vagina.

“Hey, little slut, your pussy is already wet, why are you pretending to be a lady?” This lecherous uncle is so hateful, he teased me while playing with me. He was really brave. Although I was softened by his teasing, if I screamed, my boyfriend would rush in and beat him up, or report him to the police and take him away, he would be dead.

But I suddenly saw a shadow standing by the door. The store was about to close, and no one else should come in. Isn’t the shadow behind the door my boyfriend? He actually stood behind the door, watching his delicate girlfriend being played with by this lecherous shop owner? Do you still think she is your girlfriend?

I was a little angry, but this feeling of anger turned into a strange excitement: my boyfriend actually likes such a lustful old man to molest his girlfriend, so I might as well let my boyfriend wear a big green hat! Let’s see if he will feel bad!

I was still struggling in the arms of the lustful uncle, humming and saying: “Don’t…ah…Uncle, don’t do it to me anymore…I already have a boyfriend…You can’t do this…It’s so embarrassing…My boyfriend doesn’t play with me like this…ah…Uncle is so bad…” Such humming and weak struggles could not break free from his embrace at all, but instead increased his lust for me.

The half-bald shop owner pushed me towards the sex chair. Before I sat down, he pulled up one of my legs, spread them apart, and placed my calves on the curved handles on both sides of the chair. The old people really understood design. With my calves placed on the curved handles, it was difficult to break free. I twisted my slender waist and round buttocks, and moaned seductively like begging, “Bad uncle…you put me on the sex chair…it’s so embarrassing…you showed me all my underwear…don’t come over here again…I’m only twenty years old…no I can have sex with you… with you… ah…”

I knew the more I said this, the more the shop owner wanted to fuck me. As expected, he pushed aside my wet panties, exposing my tender pussy, and said with a lewd smile: “Little slut, your pussy juice is flowing out, do you want me to fuck you a few times?” As he spoke, he pulled down his zipper and took out his thick cock, which scared me: it turns out that a man in his forties still has such a thick cock!

His body pressed towards me, and I smelled a man’s sweaty smell. Before I could react, my pussy was already penetrated by his thick cock. “Ah!” I cried softly. This lecherous uncle’s cock was really hard. The thick glans stretched my pussy open, and then the long cock was inserted into it. Maybe I had too much vaginal fluid. Although my pussy was narrow and small, it was still penetrated by his big cock. It was swollen and painful for a while. I didn’t even know if he would break my pussy!

But the strong feeling spread from my pussy to my whole body! Ah… This lecherous uncle was so bold. He pushed me on the sex chair and raped me, ignoring whether my boyfriend would suddenly run down from upstairs.