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My wife is a prostitute. 

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My wife, Wanda, is a prostitute; she's been working as a prostitute for most of the years since we got married.
In the first few years of our marriage, she was a fairly faithful woman, with no indication that she would become so promiscuous. She's short, rather overweight, and has striking red hair. But she has a very strong sex drive; her large 42D breasts and ample hips are very attractive to men, so if she wanted to have sex with a man, there was absolutely no problem. And once a man lay on her soft, supple body, he would be captivated by her full breasts and wet vagina. I think, although I never encouraged her to do that, it was mainly my fault that Wanda went from a faithful woman to a promiscuous prostitute.
A few years into our marriage, as our sex life became increasingly dull, my wife and I decided to play the swapping game with our best friends, Jim and Jill. One day, we went to their house. After a few drinks, I dragged Jill into one of their bedrooms, ripped off her clothes, and raped her. Afterward, we lay on the bed, sucking and licking each other's genitals for a long time.
Meanwhile, Jim brought Wanda into another bedroom, and then came a lot of noise. From Wanda's moans and the creaking of the bed, I could tell they were fucking even more recklessly than we were.
After resting with Jill for a while, I got out of bed, took a towel from the drawer to wipe our sweaty bodies, and then went to the bathroom. As I passed the other bedroom, I saw the door wasn't closed properly and heard Wanda moaning and pleading with Jim to fuck her harder. I desperately wanted to see my wife being raped by another man, so I quietly pushed the door open a little and finally saw Wanda being frantically raped by Jim.
Seeing this most stimulating and erotic scene I'd ever witnessed, my penis quickly became hard again. I watched as Wanda's legs were raised high, slapping against Jim's back with each thrust. The two of them were practically insane. Wanda's moans rose and fell with Jim's thrusts, her buttocks rising and falling to meet his movements, trying to press her genitals closer to his. During Jim's thrusts, I could see that his penis was longer and thicker than mine.
I don't know if they knew I was watching them, but they continued their frenzied intercourse, seemingly without end. Finally, Jim reached his climax, his thrusts becoming faster and faster, his body suddenly convulsing. He suppressed the onslaught of pleasure and shouted to Wanda that he was about to ejaculate, asking if she needed to pull out.
"No! No!" Wanda almost screamed, "I want you to ejaculate inside me, I want you to fill my body with your semen!"
Hearing this, Jim thrust a few more times quickly, then suddenly straightened his back, his body trembling as he poured his semen into my wife's vagina. Jim ejaculated profusely; as soon as his penis withdrew from my wife's body, a large gush of cloudy white fluid flowed out, wetting my wife's buttocks and the sheets beneath her.
This lewd and stimulating scene reignited my lust. I quickly ran back and plunged my swollen penis deep into Jill's wet vagina again, then began thrusting violently. Not long after, I ejaculated again. Reluctantly withdrawing my penis from her body, I was still incredibly excited, and recklessly pressed my face against Jill's vulva, which I had just ravaged, and vigorously licked her dirty vagina. Jill trembled all over from my licking, begging me to stop, saying she was about to lose control of her bladder.
Later, the four of us gathered in the living room, completely naked like newborn babies, drinking and chatting without any restraint. Not long after, we returned to our respective beds, Wanda riding Jim as before, and I on top of Jill, and we began a new round of sexual competition.
Back home, Wanda and I were incredibly excited, and we made love all night long, tossing and turning in our bed. From that night on, our lives completely changed.
The next day, I got off work a little earlier than usual, and when I got home, I found Wanda wasn't there. I thought maybe she went to Jill's; after all, we're best friends and neighbors, and Wanda had nowhere else to go. So, I decided to go to Jill's house to find my wife. But when I got to her door, I found that Jill's car wasn't parked there, so she obviously wasn't home, and Wanda probably wasn't there either. But just as I was about to turn around and go home, I heard familiar moans coming from Jill's open window.
My curiosity immediately piqued, and I quietly approached Jill's window and looked inside. I saw my wife, naked, straddling Jim, thrusting up and down as Jim's penis was inside her. My wife was fucking incredibly wildly, as if it were the end of the world, and if she didn't fuck hard now, she wouldn't have another chance.
I stood outside the window, watching silently, feeling a mix of heartache and excitement. Then Wanda and Jim changed positions. Jim climbed up, pressed Wanda onto the bed, spread her thick thighs, and thrust his large penis deep into her overflowing, wet vagina, pumping rapidly. The sounds of their bodies colliding, Wanda's excited moans, and Jim's heavy breathing echoed from inside the room.
From Wanda's moans, I could tell she had already orgasmed more than once, and Jim, with heavy breathing, ejaculated directly into my wife's vagina, but he still kept his penis inside, slowly thrusting, enjoying the post-ejaculation excitement and pleasure. I thought their intercourse would end after Jim ejaculated, but his penis didn't soften at all. After only a short rest, Jim began vigorously ravishing my wife again. And so, I stood outside the window, my penis hard, watching them reach another climax before their bodies separated, then hurriedly left and ran home.
A while later, Wanda returned home. Seeing that I was already home, she seemed flustered. After exchanging a few perfunctory words, she quickly ran to the bathroom to shower. When she came out, she explained that she had been trying to lose weight and had gone out to exercise, getting all sweaty. I didn't expose her lie, hoping she would tell me the truth herself, but she never did. However, this act of voyeurism confirmed my own perversion: I had a particular fondness for watching my wife being fucked by other men!
For the next five years, I would voyeurize Wanda three or four times a week, witnessing Jim's wanton sexual assault, while I frequently met with Jim's wife, Jill, and had sex with her in my home or a motel room. We tacitly condoned each other's wives, living a happy and exciting life of debauchery!
Later, due to work and life reasons, Jim and his wife moved away from our neighborhood, and we had to give up our illicit lifestyle, living a quiet life for about three years. But, in the fourth year after Jim and his wife left, Wanda and I discussed continuing our exciting illicit lifestyle. Wanda has a close female friend named Cheryl. Her husband is impotent, so she's been having affairs with several men, alternating between them to enjoy the thrill of different sexual experiences. Cheryl told Wanda that her lover, Tony, is incredibly sexually potent, with a 14-inch penis that drives her to ecstasy every time they have sex.
From the tone of Wanda's voice when she told me this, I could tell she really wanted to have sex with Tony, but I wasn't particularly interested in her friend Cheryl. After hearing this, Wanda told me that she had already slept with Tony, and regardless of whether I wanted to have sex with her friend Cheryl, she would continue to have sex with that man.
Hearing her say that, I told her that I actually enjoyed watching her have sex with other men. I told her that I had caught her cheating on me with Jim the first time, and I excitedly stood outside his window watching them make love passionately. Wanda called me a pervert, but she also got excited and rode on top of me, having sex with me wildly. She said she realized that the best way to keep me sexually aroused was for her to keep having sex with Tony. I told her that as long as she promised that her relationships with other men were only for sex and that our love as a couple would not change, I would completely agree to her having sex with other men.
So, after that conversation, Wanda started openly dating Tony. She had sex with him several times a week, even calling him to my house when I was at work or the kids were at school, letting Tony have sex with her wantonly on my and Wanda's wedding bed, filling Wanda's mouth, vagina, and anus with semen each time before she was satisfied.
One day, while I was at work, Wanda called me from her neighbor's house, saying she was locked out of her house and couldn't get in without her key. I told her to wait a moment, saying I'd be right home to open the door for her. When I got home, I saw her standing at the door, barefoot, wearing only a thin nightgown, her face flushed, and her hair a little messy.
After opening the door for her, I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, so I didn't ask her why she had locked herself out. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw Wanda lying naked on the bed, waiting for me. Her legs were spread apart, her swollen vulva wide open, and her pubic hair was sticky with a whitish discharge. Wanda looked at me lecherously and asked if I had time to take off my clothes and have sex with her. I told her it was fine, since it was almost time to get off work anyway.
I took off my clothes, climbed onto the bed, lay down next to her, and stroked her vulva, asking her why she was so excited and why her vulva was dirty. Wanda stroked my hard penis and told me that she and Tony had been fucking each other hard for three hours on my big bed. Just as Wanda said goodbye to him and saw him out the door, my dog ran over and crashed into the door, locking it. She had no choice but to run to the neighbor's house and call me.
Hearing this, I immediately got excited, rolled over and straddled her, ready to insert my penis. But Wanda stopped me, wanting me to lick her vulva first. She said she especially wanted to see me lick her cunt, which had just been fucked by another man and was covered in dirty semen. By this time, I was blinded by lust, completely disregarding whether her vulva was still covered in other men's excrement. I excitedly buried my face between her legs, licking her swollen, red labia and anus vigorously.
While enjoying my licking and kissing, Wanda told me that Tony hadn't used a condom during the fucking and had ejaculated four times inside her vagina and anus. Then, she pressed my head down with her fat legs, demanding that I lick up all the semen Tony had ejaculated into her vagina and anus, and swallow it. She said watching me lick another man's semen from her vagina and anus would excite her.
To be honest, licking another man's semen from my own wife's vagina did make me feel somewhat disgusted, but this humiliating and perverse act also made me feel extremely stimulated and excited. I licked diligently, and before I had licked up all of Tony's semen, I brought Wanda to orgasm several times with my tongue and lips, making her almost collapse with excitement. Finally, I inserted my rock-hard penis into my wife's anus, releasing all my pent-up sexual desire into her rectum.
From that day on, every time Wanda had sex with Tony, she would deliberately not wash herself, waiting for me to come back and clean her filthy vulva with my mouth before having sex with her wildly. Wanda and Tony's sexual relationship lasted for about two years, but I never actually witnessed them having sex. Later, they grew tired of each other and stopped dating. However, because of her affair with Tony, our sex life became very frequent and exciting.
After Wanda broke up with Tony, she didn't date anyone else for a long time. Besides work, she stayed home with me and the children. Then one night, she didn't come home from work on time. Back then, we didn't have cell phones, so I couldn't contact her. I didn't know where she was or what had happened, and I was worried.
Around 5 a.m., Wanda finally came home. She was clearly drunk and very agitated, muttering incoherently, basically saying that a truck driver had delivered goods to her company the day before.

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