The Old Man Who Collects Used Clothes (Adult Novel about Experience Stories)

The house of the old man who collects old clothes is just on the way to the community library. Because it has not been renovated, the old man's house is one of the few bungalows in the community with a courtyard. Ever since the old man injured his foot, people in the community have sent their old clothes directly to his home out of sympathy for his inconvenience. Although I haven't donated old clothes for a long time, every time I pass by the old man's house, I still see the old clothes boxes piled high inside the wall and the old bungalow roof protruding from behind the old clothes boxes.

Maybe it was because I drank too much for breakfast, I felt like going to the bathroom halfway through my walk. I took a detour and walked to the only nearby store with a public toilet, but found that the store was closed! I had no choice but to speed up my pace and walk towards the old man's house.

I finally arrived at the old man's house. I quickly pressed the doorbell a few times. After a while, I heard a vague "la..." sound coming from behind the door.

Although I was stamping my feet in anxiety, when I looked through the cracks in the tattered wooden door, I could only see a few old suitcases stacked high. After a while, the old man's short figure appeared in the courtyard. I quickly knocked on the door again. The old man squinted his eyes as if he saw me through the crack, then he quickened his pace and walked over to open the door.

"I'm sorry... Miss, I kept you waiting for a long time..." The old man opened the door while speaking.

"It's okay, I'm here to give you some old clothes." I quickly handed the bag of old clothes to the old man. "Excuse me...can I use the restroom?"

The old man took the old clothes and looked at my shaking legs. He immediately said kindly, "The toilet is in the back."

Maybe because of his bad legs, the thin old man walked a little slowly... I followed him through several piles of old clothes boxes and finally saw the bungalow, but the old man turned to the side. I followed him around the house and to the backyard, where I saw a semi-open-air kitchen, a cubicle that looked like a bathroom, and a small squat toilet.

I quickly thanked the old man and walked to the relatively clean toilet, only to notice that the wooden door of the toilet was even more shabby than the main door! The most bizarre thing is that the wooden strips on the ventilation lattice under the door have all broken off, leaving only a big hole! !

I was stunned for a moment, and before I could react, the old man had already torn a piece of thick cardboard from the old cardboard box next to him. He walked over, scratching his head, and said as if he was embarrassed: "I'm sorry, miss, I live alone and don't have money to repair the house, so the toilet is a bit shabby. I know you are not used to such a toilet, but you can use this board to cover the hole, so you can go to the toilet without worry."

The old man kindly stuffed the cardboard into my hand. I didn't have time to think about it. I just knew that if I didn't go to the toilet, I would make a fool of myself in front of the old man! I quickly said thank you to the old man and went into the bathroom.

I closed the door, quickly took off my thin coat and placed it on the shelf next to me along with the bag, then turned around and put the cardboard away. Maybe because the old man tore it up on the spur of the moment, the cardboard seems a little small! After it is placed, it will probably only cover less than half of the hole! I didn't have time to get another piece of cardboard, so I turned around and squatted with my back to the door...

I rolled up my skirt to above my waist and was about to pull down my panties when I suddenly realized that I was still wearing the panties that had been cut open in the middle from the front to the back! Because I was afraid that my father would get angry if I tore my fragile underwear in a hurry, I had no choice but to squat down and pull the two remaining thin straps under my underwear to the sides until the thin straps were stuck on both sides of my buttocks. I couldn't hold it in any longer and urinated...

I was enjoying the pleasure of relaxation absentmindedly. In a trance, I could only hear the sound of urine falling into the toilet and the occasional whistling sound outside the door, which I thought was the wind... Because the urine was sprayed quickly and scattered, some of it even flowed backwards to the anus. I came to my senses a little, used my hands to spread the sides of my buttocks, let the vagina open a little, and the direction of peeing was smoother...

I felt groggy again, and continued to pee with my whole body relaxed… After finally finishing my pee, I realized that my legs, which had been tense for a long time, had become limp… I held onto the shelf next to me with my hands, and lifted my buttocks backwards with great effort, then shook my buttocks to try to get rid of the remaining urine…

After shaking my butt, I took out the toilet paper from the bag. First, I slightly spread the pussy, then wiped it gently with toilet paper... Because of what happened before I went out... the pussy was still a little red and swollen... After wiping it for a while, because there was toilet paper stuck to the pussy, I had to fiddle with it a little, but I didn't expect that the pussy would become very sensitive after being fiddled with... I fiddled with it again, and the red and swollen pussy became wet again...

I shyly wiped my pussy again, wiped my butt clean, then threw the toilet paper into the toilet and pressed the flush handle. I wanted to pull the thin straps stuck on both sides of my buttocks back under my buttocks, but I didn't expect that I pulled the straps too high in my haste, and as a result, the two straps were stuck tightly on both sides of my buttocks... I had to use my hands to pull the flesh of my buttocks and slowly roll the straps down. After finally pulling the two straps down, the thin straps had been rolled into thin ropes!

Because the strings were loose, I had to pull my panties up slightly, but I didn’t expect one of the strings to get stuck in my pussy! My swollen and red pussy was suddenly stimulated like this, and I couldn't help but twist my thighs... I used my hands to push aside my pubic hair and saw the thin string stuck on the clitoris, and then sinking down into the swollen and red pussy. I couldn't help but feel so ashamed... How could a delicate teacher like me let the thin string get stuck in my pussy! …

I endured the stimulation and carefully dug the string out of the sensitive little hole and pulled it to the side... After I was done, I was about to stand up a little, but I didn't expect that this time the two strings would slide inwards together and clamp one side of my labia... The red and swollen labia was clamped like this, and I couldn't help but twist my thighs several times, and I almost made a sound...

I had no choice but to open my legs and squat down again, carefully pulling up the two thin ropes, and then putting the two thin ropes together... and clamping them between the red and swollen labia... The vagina was stimulated again, and my legs were shaking... I couldn't help but let out a "hmm" sound... I seemed to hear the hushing breathing outside the door again in a trance...

When I saw the string stuck in my pussy and thought of my pretty face, I felt so ashamed... Fortunately, no one else saw it... Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing... As I thought about it, I used my hands to gently adjust my two swollen labia, and then slightly pulled the pubic hair that was caught by the string. I took a piece of toilet paper and wiped the pussy that had become very wet again... After everything was done, I slowly stood up with my numb legs...

After standing up, I pulled my skirt down and felt that the bathroom suddenly became brighter! I turned around and saw bright sunlight pouring in through the hole between the door and the cardboard! Sure enough, only after going to the toilet will I feel like enjoying the beautiful weather...

I turned around, combed my hair, adjusted my spaghetti-strap top and skirt, moved the cardboard aside, picked up my thin top and bag, and happily opened the bathroom door.

I looked outside, and the back garden that was bathed in sunlight was so quiet, without even a breath of wind... I moved my legs slightly, but because my legs were still a little numb, and there was a thin rope in my vagina... I couldn't walk fast... Fortunately, the sink was right next to the toilet.

Perhaps he heard the sound of me washing my hands. I had just finished washing my hands when the kind old man appeared at the corner of the bungalow. He walked towards me slowly with a cup in his hand.

I smiled and greeted the old man: "Uncle, thank you for your help, I'm done and can leave now."

"You're welcome. I'm glad you came to give me your old clothes. Are you leaving now?"

The old man walked over and took a sip of his drink.

"Well, I have some urgent things to do. I'm leaving now... Bye!" I waved to the old man cheerfully. “Oh…ah!…”

The old man seemed to choke suddenly, and before I could react, the drink in his mouth sprayed towards me! ! I felt my clothes getting hot, and when I looked down, I saw that my pink and orange spaghetti-strap top had a black spot on it! There were several spots on the white skirt!

"Oh, I'm sorry, miss, I made your clothes dirty!"

I hadn't recovered from my shock yet, so I could only keep saying, "It's okay, old man, don't worry..."

"I'm sorry! Miss, I'm so sorry! Your clothes are dirty and you can't go to do your work. I'll go get you some clothes to change!" The old man seemed very sorry. I kept telling him that it was not necessary, but he insisted that I follow him to get clothes. As we walked towards the front of the bungalow, the old man said, "Although I buy second-hand clothes, I also buy new clothes that can't be sold in brand-name stores. Don't worry, I will definitely give you new clothes to wear..."

We walked to the front of the bungalow and the old man asked me to wait while he went to help me find clothes. Not long after he went in, he came out sweating profusely. "I'm so sorry! I only found these two pieces. You can go in and try them on now to see if they fit!" I couldn't resist the old man's insistence, so I had to take the clothes and walked into the bungalow with a little trepidation in my heart.

I closed the broken door and looked back, and found that the old man's bungalow only had one room. Apart from a large bed against the right corner of the room, there was only a wardrobe in the left corner and a pair of tables and chairs next to the wardrobe. There was only an old TV and a pair of large scissors on the table...

The only window in the room is just diagonally in front of the table. I closed the curtains that were originally open, but found that they were cut a little short for some reason! ? Then a rather large gap appeared between the windowsill and the window...!

Although I couldn't find the light switch, I could still see clearly inside the room because of the sunlight shining in through the cracks in the door and under the curtains. I looked around and saw several posters of racing beauties on the yellowed walls. The girls on each poster were wearing low-cut tight tops and very short pleated skirts...

I turned around and took off my thin coat, and put it on the old man's bed together with the bag. Maybe because it was hot in the room, the old man's sheets gave off a damp smell of sweat. I don't know why it made me feel weird and dirty... I couldn't help but pick up the thin coat and put it on the bag, separating it from the old man's sheets...

I picked up the two pieces of clothing the old man gave me and found that one of them was a low-cut white sleeveless top with off-shoulder design, and the other was a pink pleated skirt that looked very, very short. I looked at the labels and didn't expect that both were very expensive brand names!

I took off my dirty pink and orange spaghetti straps, and then carefully put on the branded low-cut top that the old man gave me. Because the dress was a bit tight, it took me some time to put it on... After I put it on, I looked down and saw that the V-neckline was too low, so my old bra was exposed from the middle of the neckline...!

Because the old bra didn't match the beautiful low-cut top, I had no choice but to take it off... I took off the beautiful white top first, then carefully unhooked the back of the bra, and the old bra, which was too small to begin with, immediately popped off! Those two big bell-shaped breasts that made me most embarrassed popped out...!

"Cough!... Cough cough!" Suddenly, an old man coughed as if he was choking! I was shocked! I reflexively covered my chest with my hands... I turned my head to look at the window, and seemed to see a dark shadow swaying outside the window! ? But the coughing has stopped...

I thought the old man should be fine, so I breathed a sigh of relief. I faced the window and slowly opened my hands... My two big snow-white breasts trembled and exposed again... I suddenly remembered that when I was sleeping the night before, someone said that my big breasts were very sexy and that I liked to show them to others. I felt so ashamed... How could a pretty teacher like me like to show my breasts to others...!

I was feeling ashamed when I suddenly heard a small friction sound on the window glass again! When I came to my senses, I quickly picked up my pink pleated skirt, shook my two snow-white breasts, and walked towards the brighter window...

I walked to the window, put my pleated skirt on the back of the chair, then leaned against the window, bent down and took off my own white skirt... When I raised my legs, because I was wearing high-heeled sandals and couldn't stand firmly, my two big breasts hanging down were hit by my thighs and swayed from side to side... I felt very ashamed... When I raised my other leg, I had to use one hand to hold the curtain so that my breasts didn't shake too much...

I picked up the pink pleated skirt and looked at it. I didn't understand why the company would sell such a short skirt with the hem looking like it had been cut short with scissors? I turned around and held the skirt in front of the slightly open curtain. In the light, I saw that some parts of the skirt were not cut properly, and some threads were loose! Maybe that’s why the dress can’t be sold? I remembered the big scissors on the old man’s table, so I quickly turned around, picked up the scissors, and carefully cut off the thread ends. After cutting it, I touched the hem of the skirt and it was indeed much better!

I looked at the light from the window and happily put the repaired skirt against my thighs to measure it. Under the light, I found myself in a strange old man's room, wearing only a pair of panties with a thin string stuck in my vagina, revealing my entire fair and delicate body by the window! I couldn't help but feel so shy...

I shyly picked up the pink pleated skirt and put it on. When I pulled the skirt up to my thighs, I found that it was a little tight for my butt... I struggled a little to put on the skirt, but my two big breasts swayed violently in the sun...! I felt so shy, but my nipples seemed to get hard...

After finally putting on the skirt, I found that the pink pleated skirt matched my fair and slender legs very well. However, although it looked good, the skirt was a bit too short! In fact, the pink pleated skirt is not only much shorter than the miniskirt of the racing beauty on the wall! And because the skirt had to be worn very low to avoid being exposed, not only did I expose my entire white belly and pubic bones on both sides... but also a little bit of pubic hair...! I turned around and looked back, and saw that most of the snow-white butt was exposed...even the shameful anus was almost exposed...!

Because the exposed butt crack didn't seem to match my delicate temperament, I had to pull the pleated skirt up slightly to cover the butt crack. But after pulling it up, because I have a big and perky butt and the pleated skirt is too short, the back of the pleated skirt ended up tilted diagonally, and the lower half of my butt was exposed to the cool air...!

I turned around to look at the front, and because the skirt was so short, I saw two exposed thin strings disappearing down into the pubic hair! I slightly parted the pubic hair, and the little pussy that was bullied by the thin rope and was very red and swollen was exposed under the pleated skirt...!

I leaned against the windowsill shyly, opened my legs slightly, and carefully adjusted my pubic hair and labia that were clamped by the thin string. But as soon as I touched it, the sensitive little hole became wet and soft... I felt dizzy, and after a while, I slowly felt the itchy feeling of my butt sitting on the windowsill as if it was being touched lightly?

I stretched my hand back and scratched my buttocks a little, and the two big breasts exposed by the window swayed left and right with the movement of my hand... I saw the two snow-white breasts that made me most embarrassed swinging dazzlingly in the sun, and I couldn't help but feel my whole body getting hot...

I raised my head weakly and saw the old man's smelly sheets spread on the edge of the bed. I felt so obscene...but my two weak legs couldn't help but walk over...I turned around shyly in front of the bed, supporting myself with my hands on the edge of the bed...then slowly sat down...The moment my delicate buttocks were touched by the old man's dirty sheets, I couldn't help but get goose bumps all over my body, and my two shameless big breasts also shook...

I struggled in my heart and wanted to stand up, but my soft and tender pussy was already tightly pressed against the old man’s rough sheets and sucking hard...! I lowered my head, my breasts shaking helplessly... I was half asleep, my pussy was numb, I just wanted to be licked by the old man...

Although I didn't want to be licked in my heart, my body felt that the feeling of my vagina had changed from being pricked by needles to a numb and itchy feeling... I unconsciously used my hand to slightly cover the exposed underwear, but the little finger buried in my skirt accidentally hooked the thin string... The already hot clitoris was immediately stimulated to the point of melting when the thin string touched it! I couldn't help but twist my butt a few times, and my numb pussy was rubbed by the rough sheets. I couldn't help but shake my big breasts, and I was brought to orgasm by the old man's obscene sheets...!

Because my whole body was weak, I could only barely support myself and sit on the edge of the bed... In my drowsiness, I seemed to see a dark shadow swaying in the light? I raised my head weakly and tried to concentrate, only to find that I didn’t know if it was because of the wind or because I pulled it, but the curtains were almost half open...!

I felt very ashamed and wanted to stand up quickly, but because my legs were weak, I took a few breaths before I straightened my chest and slowly pulled my body up...

After I stood up, I took a quick look at the pink pleated skirt. Although I really liked it, I was worried that my father would be angry if I wore it too short outside. After thinking about it, I decided that I had to change back to my original skirt...

I turned my back to the window, bent down and took off my skirt. When I was halfway through taking off my clothes... I suddenly realized that the old man’s bed sheet was completely wet! I touched the wet area with my hand and it felt a little sticky. I put my hand in front of my nose and smelled it. It seemed to smell like a vagina...!

I feel so ashamed! ! I didn’t expect that the pussy would have traces of being bullied! I was worried that the kind old man would be angry when he saw the sheets were wet, so I felt like I had to leave his house as soon as possible!

I quickly took off my pink pleated skirt, walked to the window, and picked up the white skirt hanging on the back of the chair. I bent down, not having time to care about my breasts swaying in the sun. I could only concentrate on putting on my skirt.

I walked back to the bed, picked up the white shirt the old man gave me and put it on. Because the white top was really tight, it took me a while to stuff my two big breasts, which had been accidentally exposed since I entered the room, into the clothes...

I looked down. Because the clothes were white and there was no bra to protect them, my two pink nipples were clearly visible... I was worried that my breasts would be seen and I thought about it and decided to put on my thin outer clothes again...

I put my pink and orange spaghetti-strap top and bra into the bag, tidied my hair a little, closed the curtains that I had forgotten to close, picked up my pink pleated skirt, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as I went out, I saw the old man standing outside. As soon as he saw me, he showed a disappointed expression... "Miss, you didn't change the clothes that the old man gave you..." I smiled guiltily and said, "I changed my top, but the skirt was too small for me to wear, so I didn't change..." I opened the bag, revealing the pink and orange spaghetti strap top inside. "Did you really wear the shirt the old man gave you? You didn't just take off your dirty clothes. Although the weather is not cold, you will still catch a cold if you only wear this thin shirt..." the old man said sincerely.

"Really? I'm wearing the top that the old man gave me..." I shyly unbuttoned my thin coat, slightly revealing a white ultra-low-cut top... Because the old man is quite short, and I was wearing high-heeled sandals, his eyes were right on my ultra-low-cut breasts... "This kind of clothes only look good on girls like you with fair skin and a good figure!" The old man swallowed his saliva and praised me...

"Well...thank you, I also like this dress, but it's a little tight..." I couldn't help but smile sweetly when I heard the old man complimenting me on my fair skin.

"What? ... Is it tight?" The old man saw me smiling, and he also smiled and pulled my thin coat open with both hands...

"Well... I don't often wear such tight clothes, but... this branded... dress... fits me... well..." I couldn't focus on talking. Because after my clothes were opened by my two hands, my body was exposed to the sun...

I stuck out my chest, worried that the old man would notice my two pink nipples that had become swollen and erect... Fortunately, the old man just used a little force to pull my hands away from the clothes... He narrowed his eyes, stared at my clothes, and said, "I have other clothes of various sizes for you to choose from..." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Even bras!"

"We have bras!" I blurted out unconsciously when I heard the old man say that there were bras of various sizes.

"Of course we do. We also have a lot of large-sized bras that are only available overseas!" The old man said as he kindly reached out his hand to help me push aside the hair that was hanging down in front of my neck...

"Oh...! Really?" I couldn't help but feel a little surprised when I heard that there were large-size bras that I needed most!

"Yes!" The old man had a strange smile on his face. His hand slid down tremblingly, and stopped just before it touched the hair on my chest... He swallowed hard, and then suddenly said, "Not only do we have large bras that fit breasts like yours, but we also have all kinds of panties, including thongs with thin straps and panties with holes in the middle. They are all things that girls like you would like..."

The kind old man suddenly said something a little strange, which made me a little confused. I couldn't help but let out a "hmm..." sound. Before I could say anything, the old man excitedly said, "No problem! I'll go in and get the most suitable clothes for you now."

I saw the old man turned around and was about to go back to the house. Suddenly I thought of the wet sheets I had made, so I quickly said, "No, I have something urgent to do now. I have to go."

"It won't take long, it will be over in a moment!" I saw that the old man was really going to the house, so I quickly said, "Really, there's no need, I really have something urgent to do..."

"Are you really leaving?" The old man turned around with a disappointed look on his face...

I felt very sorry, so I had to take out the pink pleated skirt and said to the old man reluctantly: "Thank you, old man, I really have something to do. This skirt... I'd better... give it back to you..."

"Okay... I understand..." The old man seemed to be thinking about something. He paused for a moment before walking over. After taking a step, it seemed that he didn't walk well. His foot suddenly tripped and he fell towards me!

"Ouch!" The old man's left hand stretched forward and just grabbed my waist. His right hand grabbed my collar in panic. I quickly held the old man's arm, but maybe because I had no strength in my hands... the old man continued to slide down!

In a hurry, the old man accidentally pulled down my collar with his right hand, and I felt a chill on my left breast! Before he could react, the old man fell to the side again! I quickly went forward to help the old man! In a panic, I felt my right breast being pulled out of my clothes! I was stunned for a moment, and my right naked breast was grabbed by a hand! The old man managed to hold on tightly and stopped falling...

After the old man stood firm, I slowly let go of his hand. He seemed to have not recovered yet and was holding me tightly... I looked down a little bit, and the thin coat just covered the two breasts that were squirming and deforming, so I didn't feel too embarrassed...

I endured the sweet feeling and reluctantly greeted the old man with a trembling voice: "Uncle...your...um...feet...are you okay?"

The old man slowly raised his head and looked at my face. I suddenly felt that my breasts were no longer deformed, but my nipples were twisted and painful...! I didn't expect that the skinny old man still had some strength. He couldn't help frowning in pain and shaking his body twice... The old man smiled and said, "Very good..."

The old man slowly let me go... When he retracted his hand, he accidentally lifted up my thin coat, forcing me to see my two nipples that had become very red and swollen... and my hollow, thin-strap panties that had been pulled up above my skirt...

I was so shy that I quickly pulled my thin coat up a little to make myself look normal. After I heaved a sigh of relief, I said to the old man considerately, "That's great... I'm glad you're okay!"

The old man seemed very grateful for my help. He said that the pink pleated skirt was a bit short and most girls didn’t dare to wear it for fear of being exposed. If I like wearing a skirt like this, I can still take that miniskirt away.

When I heard the old man say he wanted to give me that branded skirt, I couldn't help but smile sweetly and said thank you happily. I happily put the pink pleated skirt into the bag. The old man suddenly seemed to remember something and said that when he fell just now, he seemed to have pulled my shirt. He wanted to know if my clothes were torn, and if so, he would get me a new one.

I told the old man that the shirt was not torn and I really had to go...but the old man said with concern that he had to see with his own eyes that the shirt was not torn before he would believe that I was not being polite.

Since I couldn’t refuse the old man’s concern, I could only shyly turn my face away and whispered, “Look…it’s really not broken…”

With trembling hands, I opened my thin coat a little, because it was the first time in my life that a stranger looked at me like this, I was so ashamed that I almost cried... But my hands couldn't help but open my thin coat a little more... I clamped my legs, which were about to become weak, and twisted my upper body slightly to the left and right to let the old man see the side... In a trance, I heard the old man say, "Hehehe... That's great, you are really different from other girls... Next time you come, I will definitely give you a lot of beautiful clothes that suit you."

When I heard that there would be new clothes, I couldn't help but say in a charming voice, "I know, old man... I will definitely come again."

As soon as I finished speaking, the two hands that were holding the clothes were pulled apart! Before I could react, my two nipples, which were swinging left and right in the air, began to twist and hurt again...! I couldn't help but let out another "hmm" sound, and my shoulders shook several times, and then I heard the old man's low "hehe" sound again...

I suddenly remembered that when I was going to bed last night, I found that my two big breasts were born to be played with by men... I felt so helpless that my whole body went limp... But when I thought that the old man was a stranger! As a female teacher with a delicate and elegant temperament, I was so embarrassed that I almost cried again... I had to tremble with my hands and reluctantly put on my thin coat slowly...

I finally closed my thin coat, and the sweet pain on my nipples disappeared... I turned around and saw the disappointed look on the old man's face... I was worried that he would go into the house again, so I quickly turned sideways, shyly pulled up my skirt to cover the exposed hollow thin underwear, and then carefully buttoned up my thin coat...

When the old man saw that I had finished tidying up, he reminded me again to come next time. I obediently said yes and said goodbye to the old man. As I walked out the door, my sensitive nipples continued to rub against my thin coat...