Falling in love in Dongguan

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(Foreword) With the end of the Spring Festival holiday, the crackdown on prostitution, sparked by Dongguan, swept across China. After watching the reports for several days, my thoughts, following the progress of the crackdown, traveled back to a few years ago... First of all, I must declare that this article is devoid of any political color or personal attack; please treat it as a story!
Before I was born, with Deng Xiaoping's southward journey and the establishment of the Pearl River Delta Special Economic Zone, the country's doors were opened. Shenzhen was called the window of reform. With the window open, the fresh air of Western capitalism, mosquitoes, bedbugs, and all kinds of ideas, good and bad, flew into the country through the window of reform! Many people who later came to the Special Economic Zones to seek their fortune are unaware that Shenzhen was not originally among the Special Economic Zones. Most of the policies were given to Zhuhai. However, the then Secretary of the Shenzhen Municipal Committee, XX, sensed this was an opportunity of the times. Through his repeated negotiations with Deng Xiaoping, the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone was established.
After Shenzhen became a special economic zone, the resourceful people of Shenzhen, leveraging its unique geographical location adjacent to Hong Kong, defeated cities like Shaoguan, Zhuhai, Dongguan, and Guangzhou! It became a benchmark city for reform and opening up, attracting numerous powerful enterprises, including Foxconn. The rise of Shenzhen owes much to the contributions of Hong Kong businesses. Before 1997, Hong Kong was considered the leading economic power among the Four Asian Tigers. At that time, the Hong Kong dollar had not yet depreciated, with an exchange rate of around 100:120. The mainland's policies towards Hong Kong investment attracted a large number of Hong Kong businessmen to invest and set up factories in Shenzhen and Dongguan. Shenzhen's entertainment and sex industries also flourished with the influx of Hong Kong, Taiwanese, and powerful mainland businessmen, gaining a significant foothold in the mainland market. A large influx of women seeking pleasure also followed. It's important to note that Hong Kong nightclubs are very expensive, and the women there lacked the unique purity found in mainland girls (according to a Hong Kong businessman). This led to the popularity of mainland girls. In terms of cost-effectiveness, for example, a Hong Kong businessman with HK$30,000 could spend 10 consecutive days in Shenzhen's nightclubs, but only one day in Hong Kong. Therefore, groups of Hong Kong businessmen and patrons came to the mainland to keep mistresses and indulge in nightclub pleasures. Meanwhile, the nightclub girls who made money in Shenzhen returned to the mainland in style, further fueling the trend of mainland girls flocking to Shenzhen to make money. The influx of mainland girls caused a gender imbalance in Shenzhen, reaching a ratio of 1:7, meaning one man needed seven women to maintain a balance. The sex industry in Shenzhen and Dongguan flourished under these circumstances.
The decline of Shenzhen's sex industry began with the fire at the Wu Wang Nightclub in Longgang District. Back then, Shenzhen's nightclubs were packed every night, posing a significant safety hazard. The Wu Wang Nightclub fire was tragic, claiming the lives of nearly 50 innocent people. This drew the attention of the central government, leading to the first large-scale, targeted crackdown on prostitution, gambling, and drugs that swept through Shenzhen. Numerous nightclubs were shut down due to safety concerns and incomplete permits, a trend that continues to this day. Consequently, many businesses abandoned Shenzhen and moved to Dongguan to establish a second front. Dongguan's hotel and entertainment industries became incredibly popular in the Pearl River Delta. The Dongguan government's protection and seemingly invisible approach effectively lured Shenzhen's sex industry away. As a result, Dongguan's sex industry has become renowned throughout Southeast Asia in recent years, a paradise for men seeking pleasure and indulgence! My story begins with my husband, the largest shareholder of a group company, investing in a star-rated hotel in Dongguan… To be continued
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Since the plan was to invest in the hotel industry in Dongguan, some preliminary networking was inevitable. My husband's company's major shareholder (hereinafter referred to as the "Big Boss"), a womanizer, had long coveted the lucrative Dongguan sex industry. After much effort, he finally contacted the most powerful figure in Dongguan society—Brother Zhuo Hua, also known by the interesting nickname "White-Haired Chicken." After arranging the first meeting between the Big Boss and Brother Hua, the Big Boss and his wife traveled to Shenzhen to discuss specific details of the trip to Dongguan. What they discussed that day... I had no idea what was going on until the next day when my husband invited me to go with him. The reason was that he was responsible for accompanying the boss's wife. The wife wasn't very old, around 40, with sharp eyes and a serious demeanor, but she was relatively easygoing with me. On the way to Dongguan, my husband briefly introduced his Dongguan partner, Brother Hua: Brother Hua was a local bigwig in Dongguan, the owner of Xin XX, XX Hotel, and several casinos around XX town. He owned thousands of casinos in XX town, earning tens of millions daily. He owned luxury villas, luxury cars, and thousands of henchmen. He also had close ties with Hong Kong triads such as 14K (the wealthy family Guo Jingjing married into) and Sun Yee On (the Xiang Huaqiang family). He was a very influential figure in Dongguan; anyone doing business in Dongguan had to get his approval. After hearing this introduction, a slight worry crept into my heart… The group, including the investors the boss brought from Hong Kong, in two BMW X-series cars with Hong Kong license plates and two Mercedes-Benz S-series cars with Hong Kong license plates, sped towards the pre-arranged hotel in Dongguan. It was raining heavily that day. Along the way, the lady introduced me to the main features of some luxury goods and insisted on giving me a handbag, which directly improved my relationship with this older woman. The car stopped in front of the booked hotel, and a well-mannered, chubby man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came out to greet us. This man's chubby appearance was somewhat endearing; his legs and belly were almost equally bulging, and his teeth were likely tartar from years of smoking. While rubbing his head, he came forward to shake hands with the big boss, his mouth never stopping: "Damn, Brother Wen personally came to Dongguan, even the heavens are welcoming you! Look at this rain!" He then introduced the boss's wife, and the chubby man grabbed her hand and began a barrage of praise, making her cover her face and laugh repeatedly. My husband whispered in my ear, "His way of dealing with people is enough for us to learn for half a lifetime." I smiled and glanced at my husband in agreement. Due to our different social standing, apart from my husband being introduced, we weren't formally introduced. We just followed Brother Wen and the chubby man inside. ...Needless to say, this chubby man was Brother Hua, a powerful figure in Dongguan. In the luxurious restaurant, after the guests and hosts were seated, Brother Hua looked at our group—ten people including the driver, but only two ladies—and said, "If you two ladies have no objections, I'll have my company's PR person come over to accompany us and introduce us to the local customs and culture of Dongguan." Brother Wen chimed in, "Brother Hua's hospitality is too kind; I can only respectfully accept." His wife smiled and nodded in agreement. ...The sumptuous food was a given. Before the banquet began, the PR people arrived in a line. Perhaps my wife and I were stunned by the beauty of these PR girls; their height, skin, and features were all top-notch. Their attire was also quite professional, which made me, as a woman myself, feel a little ashamed. I glanced at his wife, and she happened to be looking at me too. It was an unspoken understanding that we both felt the same way. ... Each of the men in our group was assigned a female escort, who attended to them meticulously throughout the banquet, pouring drinks, serving food, and providing napkins. Brother Wen brought up the topic of investing in a five-star hotel several times, but Brother Hua remained silent, only urging us to drink more. "What's the rush, Brother Wen? We've come all this way, let's eat, drink, and have fun first. Business is just about making money; we brothers will have plenty of time to make money together later, no rush..." Thus, the preliminary discussion was replaced by Brother Hua's enthusiasm. After dinner, we were taken to XX Nightclub, which Brother Hua owned. Upon getting out of the car, we were once again stunned by the beautiful women standing on both sides of the steps—two rows of beauties, bowing at a ninety-degree angle, welcoming us! They smiled at us, and I think the men felt like little bees, surrounded by flowers, ecstatic. Entering the lobby, I was stunned again. Two rows of glass walls, behind which were hundreds of women dressed in flamboyant outfits, a dazzling array of attire. The accompanying PR staff explained: "We can see them, we can choose, but they can't see us..." They then told the group of men that if they liked any, they could simply read out the woman's name tag number, waist tag number, or buttock tag number, because the places where they were displayed were all different... A luxurious nightclub private room, 888... After we were seated, the PR staff from the dinner left, and a few minutes later they returned, each dressed in sexy outfits, three 8... At this point, I started chatting idly with the PR girl assigned to my husband. This girl, 19 years old, was from XX, Guangdong. She said she only had one chance to serve clients of our caliber before being reassigned to various departments. They were all newcomers, just entering the industry, but had all undergone professional training… Then, various drinks and fruit platters were brought out one after another. The sound system in the private room was top-of-the-line, and the energetic DJ instantly enlivened the atmosphere. My sister-in-law and Brother Wen were talking with Brother Hua, laughing loudly from time to time. I was too far away to hear what they were saying. My husband, the PR girl, and I were playing dice. The driver and the investor were both embracing their assigned PR beauties, lewdly laughing and joking. Around ten o'clock, the door to the private room opened. Because the music had stopped, the room instantly fell silent. Seven or eight men walked in, three or four of whom were wearing security uniforms. My heart tightened. What was going on…? The group of men approached Brother Hua, gave a slight military salute, and each poured themselves a glass of wine. As they bowed to Brother Wen to offer a toast, I noticed the service pistols on their waists... They were police officers! After the toasts, the group left the private room one after another. (My husband whispered in my ear that Brother Hua was putting on a show for Brother Wen). Then Brother Hua shouted loudly to Brother Wen, "This is my territory! These policemen all eat for me! We've come especially to offer you a toast, Brother Wen!" At this point, the collusion between the police and criminals was clearly demonstrated; what more needs to be said? The DJ started playing again, and four waiters quickly cleared away the fruit platters. Then, four beautiful women, barefoot, stepped onto the stage, and their seductive dance began. Even as a woman myself, I could feel the lewd and ambiguous atmosphere; the men, of course, were even more captivated. All the men's eyes were drawn to their dance. The dancers would sometimes straddle a man, rhythmically swaying their hips, sometimes holding their breasts up to his face, their clothes gradually disappearing... Even my husband and I had our eyes glued to the dancers' movements... To be continued
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As the DJ finished the performance, the moment the stripper removed her last piece of underwear, all the lights in the room went out. When the lights came back on, a man over 180 cm tall, wearing a mask and with oil applied to his bronze skin, looking sexy and alluring, stood in the center of the stage in a shocking pose, wearing only a pair of matching skin-colored briefs. His slightly muscular physique was beautifully defined. As the DJ started playing, the bronze man danced gracefully, pulling up a fair-skinned, long-legged beauty for a close, intimate dance. The atmosphere in the private room reached a fever pitch. After surveying everyone present, the bronze man fixed his gaze on the woman, attempting several times to pull her up, but without success. The only difference between the performance on stage and real sex was that both the man and woman were still wearing underwear. I noticed that the bronze-skinned man's penis was genuinely erect. He was so aroused during his performance that a small portion of the glans had even peeked out from the edge of his underwear. The woman screamed, covering her mouth and laughing wildly. As everyone shouted "Fuck her! Fuck her!", the female dancer spat out a condom. The bronze-skinned man, legs spread wide, fists clenched, straddled his back. The female dancer knelt, her hands caressing his groin, and slowly used her mouth to put the condom on his penis. The ending of the performance was rather aesthetically pleasing. I was very engrossed, but the angle didn't allow me to clearly see the final moment of putting on the condom with her mouth, because they gave the best angle to the woman and Wen Ge... The performance ended, leaving the audience wanting more, savoring the experience... At this moment, my sister-in-law came over to me and pulled me to accompany her to the restroom. While waiting for her, I looked at myself in the mirror; my face was slightly flushed. It seemed I, too, was affected by the atmosphere today. My sister-in-law came out, looked at me, and said, "This place truly is a man's paradise. Women are there for men to enjoy." Back in the private room, my husband whispered in my ear, "Brother Wen and Brother Hua have business to discuss tonight, and he has to accompany them. I need to stay with my sister-in-law. The room upstairs is booked; we can go up and rest if we get tired." After I relayed this to my sister-in-law, she immediately picked up her bag, said she was tired and wanted to rest, and pulled me out. Brother Hua's assistant followed closely behind, leading the way to the luxury suite that had been reserved for us. Once in the room, he poured a glass of warm water for both of us, filled both bathtubs, wished us goodnight, and then turned to leave... My sister-in-law went straight to the bathtub, taking off her clothes, and called me to join her... The two lay quietly in their respective bathtubs. After a while, my sister-in-law quietly asked me, "Do you know what project they're going to discuss next?" I chuckled. "Sister-in-law, I'm not a little girl anymore. I understand!" My sister-in-law laughed too. She briefly recounted Wen's rise to wealth. Apparently, Wen's success was inseparable from the support of my sister-in-law's parents. Wen was very ambitious, which led to his growing business. Because of all this, Wen had always been quite respectful to my sister-in-law. After my sister-in-law got out of the bath and dried herself, my eyes suddenly lit up. I asked, "How do you maintain your body so well? Your nipples are even pink!" My sister-in-law giggled and told me in broken Mandarin, "A woman's body is beautiful, especially her nipples and genitals..." All of this is for men to see, but clearly, we can only appreciate it ourselves now... My 40-year-old sister-in-law isn't conventionally beautiful, but with her attention to maintenance, she possesses the fullness of a young woman. We wrapped ourselves in towels and went to the bedroom. I sat on the sofa, and my sister-in-law lay on the bed, chatting casually. The hotel room phone rang. Since my sister-in-law was nearby, she answered it. After asking what was wrong, she held the phone to her chest and asked if I liked aromatherapy. I thought for a moment and declined, but to my surprise, she immediately said, "Then let two masseuses come up." She hung up and told me that a treatment would be good for my skin. Then the doorbell rang... I straightened my towel and went to open the door. Two male masseuses were standing in the doorway, one of them wearing a mask. I immediately recognized him as the tanned man who had just performed the striptease...
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In an instant, I understood. This must have been a deliberate arrangement by the owner, Brother Hua. The two male technicians bowed respectfully, gave their employee numbers, and asked for my permission. I stepped aside to let them in. When my sister-in-law saw the tanned man, she was slightly taken aback, glanced at me, and said nothing. The two technicians, dressed in off-white and brown-trimmed clothing, introduced their services one by one. Before the technicians had even finished explaining, my sister-in-law immediately chose a full-body aromatherapy massage and suggested I do the same. Being a shrewd woman, I immediately chose the other technician for the second bedroom, leaving the tanned man for my sister-in-law. The two rooms were staggered, so I asked the technician to adjust the bed's position so that he could see my sister-in-law's bed... I didn't rush to start, slowly watching my sister-in-law. I saw the bronze-skinned man whisper something in her ear, then he took out a peacock-eye mask, which my sister-in-law put on. The masseur next to me, let's call him A, also asked if I needed to wear a mask. I said no, just a massage to loosen my bones and head would be fine. A didn't say anything, gently massaging my shoulders and neck. I kept my eyes slightly open, watching my sister-in-law's every move. The bronze-skinned man skipped the initial aromatherapy steps, dimmed the lights, untied my sister-in-law's towel, and sat between her knees and thighs, gently stroking her, occasionally leaning down to whisper something to her. I've had spa treatments and used male masseuses before, so I knew exactly what the bronze-skinned man was doing—when... As I turned to tell the masseur massaging my shoulders to dim the lights, my eyes inadvertently glanced at the bathroom and saw two women's bras and panties hanging inside. I realized my sister-in-law and I hadn't worn underwear after our bath, meaning her back was now completely exposed to the bronze-skinned man. He quietly stood beside her bed and began undressing, leaving only a pair of matching skin-colored panties. My sister-in-law had already turned over, and the bronze-skinned man began kneeling and kissing her toes. From my angle, I could see his bulging testicles as he lifted his buttocks, and a stirring ran through me. At that moment, I was engrossed in watching the spectacle, momentarily forgetting the masseur above me. He suddenly whispered: "The bronze-skinned man is his senior, the foreman of all the male masseuses. He was the one who trained him... and he's the most skilled among them..." I said "Oh," without addressing the masseuse, A, who was supposed to be serving me. Then he spoke again, calling me "Sister": "Sister, if you turn around, I can massage your legs without obstructing your view." After a few seconds of silence, I adjusted my position as instructed by the masseuse. Now I could see my sister-in-law's bed from all angles, while she could only see my head. Not bad! Hehe... My sister-in-law leaned back, lit a cigarette, and softly spoke to the tanned man. His kisses had reached her inner thighs. When he lowered his head again between her legs, she tilted her head back slightly and let out a soft moan. Seeing this, my body trembled slightly. He was giving her oral sex, and she seemed to be enjoying it. Her right hand held the cigarette, her left hand was crossed over her chest, and her legs were slightly parted as she leaned against the headboard... The bronze-skinned man lingered on my sister-in-law's genitals for a long time. Seeing this, I felt a change in myself. I instructed the masseur to bring my bag from the doorway, took out my phone, and sent a text to my husband, asking what he was doing. A few minutes later, he replied: "Get some rest, you've had a long day. I'm talking to my boss. We'll have morning tea together tomorrow. Take good care of your sister-in-law..." After reading the text, I pursed my lips and threw my phone on the ground. At this moment, the masseur, A, was already massaging my inner thigh and gently asked if there was anything I didn't like being massaged. I softly replied no and turned my head away from my sister-in-law. Having received my permission, A tentatively untied my towel, looked at me for a long time, and said, "Sister, you have a beautiful figure, the most perfect I've ever seen. You're neither too thin nor too fat, you're more of a voluptuous type." I clearly appreciated A's compliment. I asked, "How old are you?" "19 years old. I've been here for almost three months, in training. Today is my first day on the job!" Hearing this, I glanced back at the male masseur. He seemed to sense my confusion and continued, saying that the boss trained us few, whose conditions were quite good, mainly so that we could accompany an important client before being assigned to a department. I seemed to understand and gave a soft "hmm." Thinking that the treatment was pretty good and I was being treated as an important client—Little A suddenly lowered his head and kissed my buttocks. The sudden soft warmth made me tremble slightly again. Little A asked if it was okay. I didn't answer, indicating my consent. Little A gently told me about his health and how he had brushed his teeth carefully several times before his shift, and blew a breath on me—a faint, pleasant scent. He was probably doing this to ease my concerns. At this moment, my sister-in-law's soft moans drew my attention again. The tanned man was sucking on my sister-in-law's nipple, while my sister-in-law's hand was inside his underwear, playing with his penis. Little A was trying to make me turn over and tried to pull off my towel. I turned around and shook my head, indicating that I should leave the towel. Slowly... I closed my eyes, and the warm sensation of my tongue kissing my vulva instantly coursed through my body. It was a long-lost feeling of pleasure. At the same time, I gently bit my left index finger (habitually), and wave after wave of pleasure surged through me. Little A's tongue moved in and out of my vulva, his hands gently caressing my lower abdomen, occasionally making soft smacking sounds. Time seemed to stand still for a moment. I was lost in the blissful pleasure a 19-year-old man was giving me. After what seemed like an eternity, Little A looked up and asked, "Your vulva is so beautiful. Have you had any body sculpting done?" I mumbled no. Little A tentatively leaned over to kiss my nipple, but I immediately pushed him away, as I was ashamed to be seen by my sister-in-law. Little A pulled my hand and tried to place it on his genitals. I felt his erection. I didn't refuse. Little A slowly took off his clothes, and I saw his erect penis. I slowly grasped it, stroking and gently stroking it, fantasizing about the feeling of penetration... The scene on the other side excited me to the extreme again. The tanned man's underwear was nowhere to be seen. He was leaning against the headboard, and his sister-in-law was kneeling between his legs, one hand grasping his penis and stroking it while gently sucking on his testicles. The tanned man was moaning softly in pleasure. I never knew a man's moans could be so alluring. His thing must be bigger than the one in my hand...
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A's eyes told me he wanted the same treatment, but I wasn't ready to serve him yet. I could also sense his obvious inexperience; he was eager, wanting to enter me. After a moment of eye contact, I slowly released his penis. A pulled a condom from his pocket and opened it. I gently shook my head, indicating he didn't need one. A climbed onto the bed, took off his shirt, spread my legs, and, holding his hard penis, thrust it in all the way. The instant satisfaction, the feeling of emptiness being filled, made me bite my index finger. After only ten or so thrusts, A suddenly said "No," and quickly pulled out, his semen spraying out, covering my breasts and lower abdomen. As I was surprised by his speed, A softly cried out, "Sister, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I didn't control myself." It turned out he really was inexperienced. I chuckled softly. "I'm not blaming you," Xiao A said with a sigh of relief. She quickly dressed, went to the bathroom, turned on the hot water to wash herself, and brought back a warm towel to gently dry my body. At this moment, my eyes had a spare moment to look back at my sister-in-law and the others. My sister-in-law was holding the bronze man's penis in a woman-on-top position, tentatively inserting it. I marveled at the frenzy women experience with sex after 40; my sister-in-law's almost frantic shaking astonished me! I couldn't bear to look any longer… At the same time, Xiao A's words drew my attention back. I saw Xiao A, slightly uneasy, giggling softly again as I looked at him… Xiao A said that after the service, he would ask me to sign a card for him. My satisfaction would determine whether he stayed or left. He said he did have relatively little sexual experience, but he hadn't been this unsatisfied with his girlfriend. Perhaps it was the pressure, or perhaps his excessive desire to perform caused the awkwardness earlier. I remained silent, smiling at Xiao A… This made him even more bewildered, and he continued explaining why he entered this line of work, the importance of money to him, and that he hadn't actually touched a woman during the three months of training... Besides his girlfriend, I was his second woman (this needs further investigation), etc... At the end, I chuckled again... "Where's the card? Hmm? Your rating card?" Little A immediately took out a card and a pen from a small handbag. I immediately wrote a checkmark, indicating great satisfaction. Little A took the card and said thank you countless times... and tried asking my sister: "Should we start over?" I chuckled again... attracting the attention of my sister-in-law and the tanned man. I immediately covered my mouth, turned my head away, and pretended not to know anything... I picked up my phone, checked the time, and while surprised by the tanned man's formidable strength, did something even I didn't understand... Ignoring Little A after wrapping myself in a towel, I ran barefoot to my sister-in-law's side and sat directly on her bed. I lit a cigarette, and not only was my sister-in-law stunned, but even the tanned man momentarily forgot what he was supposed to do. He bit his index finger, smiled at them, and said, "Continue..." Realizing what had happened, my sister-in-law chuckled and asked why I wasn't providing services. I said I was already done! The ignored tanned man suddenly increased the intensity and looked at me, staring at my genitals. Only then did I realize that, wrapped in a towel and sitting with my knees drawn up, I was completely exposed to him... At that moment, I didn't mind him looking at my naked genitals, and I stared back at him. My sister-in-law said, "Do you remember this boy?" "Oh, the one in room 888," I said, "I remember him. I remembered him when he came in." So, my sister-in-law and I chatted while the tanned man worked, occasionally glancing at my lower body. It was the first time I'd watched someone else's sex in this state of mind and situation; it was quite interesting. The tanned man tentatively reached out a hand to pull me, but I refused... Just then, bored Little A quietly walked over and sat on the edge of my sister-in-law's bed. Little A's arrival caught her attention. My sister-in-law asked, "Handsome, why are you alone?" I immediately covered for Little A, saying, "Because I didn't ask!" My sister-in-law started staring at Little A, looking him up and down, and turned on the light. The tanned man seemed to understand her meaning and gestured for Little A to get on the bed... Little A immediately took off his clothes and climbed on top, glancing at me shyly. The tanned man pulled out and kissed my sister-in-law's breasts instead, and Little A followed suit. Neither man was wearing a condom... The bronze-skinned man kissed my sister-in-law's nipples, his eyes constantly scanning my genitals. Because of the change in position, his eyes were very close to my genitals. When he tried to touch me, I refused. ... Under the alternating thrusting of the two men, my sister-in-law's moans became almost feeble. At her request, both men penetrated her. ... The two men gently cleaned my sister-in-law's body and went to wash themselves. After about ten minutes, my sister-in-law weakly opened her eyes, looked at me who had been watching her, and gave me a knowing smile. ... As the two men were about to leave, my sister-in-law called them back, counted out ten HKD 1000 bills from her bag, and handed them to them. ... Before leaving, the bronze-skinned man didn't forget to glance at my naked genitals one last time. ... At this moment, my sister-in-law's face was flushed... pink and tender. ...She pulled me to lie down beside her and we began a heart-to-heart chat... To be continued
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My sister-in-law slowly recounted her story with Wen Ge. It turned out that Wen Ge was a poor young man in his youth, penniless, but handsome and a high-achieving student with ambition. He practically married into my sister-in-law's family. After their marriage, my sister-in-law's parents strongly supported Wen Ge's career, allowing him to quickly rise to prominence in the business world and seize opportunities to achieve remarkable success! His influence soon surpassed that of my sister-in-law's parents. In the early years of their marriage, my sister-in-law, relying on her parents' support, was domineering and unreasonable at home, directly leading to the breakdown of their marriage. Because Wen Ge didn't want to be seen as ungrateful, their marriage remained in existence, but it was already a sham; they hadn't consummated their marriage for several years. I know this about Wen Ge's mistress in mainland China; she's a very close friend of mine! In recent years, my sister-in-law has realized all the mistakes she made in the past and has tried her best to mend her broken marriage, but to no avail! After listening to her story, I pictured an arrogant, willful woman and a pitiful, submissive man... Perhaps this is what they call karma! My sister-in-law asked about my marriage, and I said everything was fine... And so, the two women chatted until they fell asleep in the same bed!
The next morning around 10 a.m., my sister-in-law and I were woken up from our sleep. Half-asleep, I opened my eyes and saw Brother Wen standing at the head of the bed, watching us two women, muttering something. I didn't know when he had come in, so I immediately wrapped myself in a towel, lowered my head, and ran to the bathroom, closing the door behind me... I'd lost my composure! At the same time, I recalled what had just happened—the scene of being taken advantage of—and felt ashamed and indignant! My sleeping posture wasn't elegant; my husband had told me this countless times. I overheard their conversation quite clearly. My sister-in-law asked Brother Wen why he hadn't greeted her when he came in, barging in so abruptly. Brother Wen implied he didn't know we were in the same room. By then, I had finished washing up and getting dressed, and I came out with my head down, passing by Brother Wen and greeting him. While my sister-in-law went back to wash up, I learned from Brother Wen that it had rained all night, so they couldn't look at land that day and would have to delay their return to Shenzhen by a day. Brother Hua, on the other hand, hadn't mentioned the project cooperation and had arranged a meeting with city leaders and business elites that afternoon. Because of protocol, I had to bring my wife, so I specifically came back to pick up my sister-in-law. The afternoon's business meeting was the same old thing, nothing particularly noteworthy. I stayed by my sister-in-law's side the whole time, drinking quite a bit of red and spirits. After dinner back at the hotel, I saw the PR girl my husband had been assigned to yesterday again. She stayed by his side the whole time, not seeming uncomfortable at all with my gaze. Thinking about men's superficiality... I felt relieved. After the dinner... I didn't stay with my sister-in-law any longer and went straight back to the room they had prepared for my husband and me. The room was about the same size as my sister-in-law's. After showering, I was about to go to bed when the door opened and my husband came home. I was about to greet him when I heard a woman's voice, "Mr. X, please rest for a while. I'll run you a bath." A female escort in a coffee-colored swallowtail dress followed my husband into the room. When my husband saw me, he stretched out his hands, looking helpless. This was her job, and I couldn't refuse. (Men are like that; they're secretly pleased, but say something else entirely.) My husband went to take a bath, and the escort came timidly to my bedside, saying, "Sister, this is Hua-ge's arrangement, and she has to follow it... I hope you don't mind..." How could I not mind when she's stealing my man right here in my home? But I didn't say that out loud... "It's okay, it's your job..." My husband came out wrapped in a towel and lay down next to me. The escort was embarrassed at this point... My face flushed red, I said, "Sister X, I'm in the second bedroom. Call me anytime if you need anything!" At that moment, I saw the burning desire in my husband's eyes... I immediately called out, "Little sister, come lie down next to me. Let's chat and then sleep." The little girl, blushing, carefully lay down beside me. Just as I was about to start a conversation, my husband suddenly rolled over and pinned me down, kissing my lips. The towel was instantly undone, and his hands roamed between my breasts and genitals. After a deep kiss lasting less than a minute, he forcefully penetrated me. I looked directly at my husband; I understood his intention... Sure enough, my husband's hand touched the hostess's leg, and while penetrating her, he removed her clothes. My husband straightened up, looking at the two naked women... I turned to look at the girl; she was looking at me too. My husband pulled out his penis and placed it to the girl's mouth. The girl obediently took his penis into her mouth. Seeing this, I tried to get up, but my husband forcefully held me down... And so I watched as my husband's penis went in and out of a strange little girl's mouth... My husband slowly parted the girl's legs and thrust in without any foreplay. The girl's sudden scream gave me a strange feeling. Sweat streamed down the girl's forehead. After more than ten minutes, my husband was on top of the girl. I tried to lift the blanket and, sure enough, saw that patch of virgin blood... Obviously, my husband hadn't known this would happen beforehand... The three of us stared blankly at each other... The girl said: "The eight girls that day were all virgins. Hua Ge bought them at a high price, specifically for public relations clients..." I suddenly realized... Silently, I got out of bed, dressed, and said to my husband: "This is her wedding night. You must treat her well..." Then I left the room... To be continued
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As a woman myself, I've also experienced that tearing pain... Lost in thought, I knocked on my sister-in-law's door. To my surprise, it was a female escort working for my husband, with the same purpose. I walked in with my head down, looked around but didn't see my sister-in-law. I asked Wen, who was sitting on the sofa, and he said she'd be back soon. Later, I realized it must have been at Wen's behest, because the girl turned and left the room, though I was unaware of it at the time... Hearing the door open, I thought it was my sister-in-law returning, but I found only Wen and me in the room. An awkward silence descended... I felt a little lost and unsure what to do. I felt Wen approach me, his hands on my shoulders, but I didn't react. Wen reached out and lifted my chin, saying, "Sister-in-law, you really are a beauty..." I really wanted to refuse, but I don't know if it was a lack of courage or the aura of a successful man that overwhelmed me... I didn't say or do anything... Numbly, I cooperated with Wen Ge as he undressed. Wen Ge pulled off the towel; I saw his penis lying there limply, not erect. He gently pushed me down onto the bed, pressing himself on top of me. He didn't kiss me, but instead began to slowly sniff along my hair, down to my breasts, my genitals, never touching my body. He slowly turned me around, still sniffing. He sniffed my entire body, gently caressing me. My primal desires were aroused; it was a ticklish, tingling sensation. I forgot the man on top of me was about the same age as my father. Later, I learned that he and his sister-in-law were in their second marriage, and Wen Ge had a daughter the same age as me. He began to slowly lick every inch of my skin, not even sparing my genitals, which had never been touched before. For years, I had never desired a man's penetration so much. I struggled to reach for Hua Ge's genitals, but missed several times. Hua Ge whispered in my ear, "Baby, you've leaked so much. Do you want me to fuck you? Yes, I really want to." However, he didn't grant my wish. My legs were spread apart, and the smacking sounds of his tongue stimulating my nerves excited me. Suppressed moans echoed throughout the room. The moment his tongue circled my glans, I couldn't resist anymore, moaning and shouting, "Hua Ge, I want it..." Hua Ge lay flat on the bed. I knew it was my turn to serve him. The man's pubic hair was sparse, and his penis was unusually small and shrunken. Desire made me put aside my curiosity and take Hua Ge's small penis into my mouth, sucking it deeply and affectionately. When my desire gradually subsided, the man's penis still didn't react. "I've tried my best with your testicles and glans," I looked up at Hua Ge, somewhat confused. "Are you impotent? Half an hour of oral sex, and you still have no reaction?" Hua Ge rolled over and pinned me beneath him, whispering in my ear that his penis only became erect when it touched a woman's vagina. I looked at him, bewildered. He spread my legs, and I felt his soft glans rubbing against my vaginal opening, a shallow sensation of penetration. Slowly, I felt his penis actually growing larger and harder inside my vagina. He thrust slowly, his hands cupping my face, kissing me deeply. The speed of his thrusts was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. His penis was neither fully hard nor fully erect. As he slowly penetrated, he stared into my eyes and said about the "affair" between my sister-in-law and my husband… something he tacitly approved… I should have known… The slow thrusting created a strong friction, a unique kind of comfort… About half an hour passed, and he still showed no sign of slowing down. He pulled out and gestured for me to kneel and bend over. Even after changing positions, he maintained his original rhythm. Unable to support myself any longer, I collapsed onto the bed. He didn't stop there; he gently lifted one of my legs and inserted himself again from the side. He changed positions several more times. After what seemed like an eternity, I simply couldn't bear to continue. The dryness of my vagina was causing a dull ache. When he returned to the traditional position, I tried to push him away, saying I didn't want to continue. He leaned close to my ear and whispered that he had thought about having sex with me one day since the first time he saw me. He told me that having sex with me felt different from having sex with other women. As he spoke, he increased the speed of his thrusts. I listened, biting my lip. He told me that his mistress had secretly taken nude photos of me and shown them to him. He had created opportunities for his sister-in-law and husband to see me. He said my appearance was strikingly similar to his daughter's, and our physical development was also similar… I sensed the perverted nature of this man… His penis was now truly hard. While uttering extremely perverted words, he thrust forcefully, making a series of slapping sounds, and finally, with a near-wailing roar, he ejaculated deeply into my body… After a moment of silence, he tried to take a picture with his phone, but I refused. He finally took a few pictures of penetration before leaving me. After resting for about ten minutes, I sat up and checked the time… How could a man like him manage over four hours of thrusting? I felt soreness in my lower body… I grabbed my clothes, ran over my body, and collapsed into the side bedroom, falling into a deep sleep…
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My sister-in-law woke me up. It was already past 2 PM. The soreness all over my body hadn't improved. Even when I tried to walk, I still felt discomfort in my lower body. This old man is too good at playing with women… I never imagined that man could last so long. My sister-in-law seemed to know about last night's events, but didn't say anything. She only told me she spent the night at a sauna and had someone play cards with her. My husband's negotiations hadn't actually begun formally. After Hua Ge finished his round of cards, the contract was rewritten. Hua Ge was responsible for the land acquisition and all the necessary approvals, as well as the hotel's construction, renovations, and business license—all the formalities were handled by him. Wen Ge was responsible for all the funding. Thus, Hua Ge, with a 30% stake, completed the negotiation for a star-rated hotel project. As evening approached, our group left Dongguan and returned to Shenzhen. My husband, sister-in-law, Wen Ge, and I rode in the same car. Wen Ge drove himself, and my husband and Wen Ge chatted and laughed all the way. He probably didn't know about last night's events… At the Luohu Port, I hugged my sister-in-law goodbye… Wen Ge's eyes showed no sign of anything amiss… as natural as if nothing had happened…

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