Wife engages in prostitution

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This summer, I changed my QQ name to "Confused & Bewildered," because the confusion and emotional disorientation of this summer have turned my world upside down.

My wife, Xiaomei, is a beautiful and virtuous woman, and like many others, we lived a happy life. However, as our marriage progressed, Xiaomei's privileged circumstances made her unwilling to remain a typical housewife. I often heard her tell me about men actively asking her out to dinner and dates, and how other wives didn't do housework and had maids, etc. But under the pressure of traditional culture, she expressed this through complaints, subconsciously testing my feelings. Yet, she couldn't break free from her own mental constraints to do such things. Indeed, living in this city means facing temptations from all sides, and the signals she conveyed seemed to prove her dissatisfaction with life and her rebellion against her fate. Reflecting on myself, exhausted sex no longer satisfies her sexual desires, and our family's circumstances cannot satisfy her material desires. Why not let her pursue her own ideals? So one time, she told me that a guy she'd been dating online for three months had invited her to dinner. I said to her, "If you feel embarrassed to refuse or that it would be impolite, then go meet him." Immediately, she retorted, "Won't you be jealous?" I said, "It's your choice, not mine. I can't restrict your freedom." She then asked, "What if he wants to go to a hotel with me after dinner?" I said, "It's up to you." This one sentence had a huge impact on our future life.

That day, Xiaomei left work early after lunch to put on makeup for her date that evening. I hadn't seen her wear makeup in a long time; she looked even more beautiful with it on. When I got home from work, she was just leaving. Still worried about me, she asked, "I really went." I didn't respond. She looked at me, then closed the door and went to her date. After she left, I checked her dating website and the information about the man she was meeting. He was 36 years old, a software sales manager at a foreign company, 182cm tall, and earned 200,000 yuan a year. He was a white-collar worker, and in terms of appearance and other qualities, he was far superior to me. But then I suddenly realized, what if she was a scammer? So I called her. She said she was having dinner with him and there was nothing suspicious, telling me not to worry. It was 8 PM, she should have finished dinner by then, but she still hadn't come home. I kept calling her, but this time the phone went unanswered for a long time. I immediately started to panic, wondering if something had happened. When I called her a second time, her phone was off. At that moment, anxiety and all sorts of bad thoughts flooded my mind. Around 9 PM, she came home, and I finally relaxed and asked her what had happened. She said that after dinner, they had a pleasant conversation, and the man said he had a valuable gift at the hotel and asked her to go get it with him. Later, after they went inside, he talked to her about becoming his mistress and even gave her a red envelope. She felt he was sincere, and unable to resist the dual temptations of male charm and material gifts, she had sex with him. This outcome surprised everyone, but I had already expected it; it's a woman's nature. But what shocked me most was that Xiaomei actually had an orgasm on her first time having sex with a strange man. Therefore, I think she's a complete slut. She had simply been suppressed by traditional thinking for too long. She recounted everything to me, including the excessive fluid and other details, as if boasting about how other men surpassed me in ability. At this moment, my inferiority complex slowly spread through my mind, but there was also a strange excitement. I researched similar cases online, and they said it might be a cuckoldry complex. I asked to participate in their dates as well, but she refused. In the end, the man only filmed a video of oral sex and intercourse for Xiaomei to bring back, saying he had fucked my wife so many times, so he would satisfy her request too.

In the video, I saw a penis much larger than mine, moving in and out of Xiaomei's mouth. The subsequent 30-minute recording was entirely Xiaomei's desperate moans. What surprised me even more was that during her orgasm, she even called the man "husband." From then on, the inferiority complex and my wife's infidelity constantly eroded and oppressed my soul. I became a complete loser, a cuckold, but what excited me and what I gained was the pleasure my wife would give me every day by the bedside, telling me how her lover would play with her and how he would do things to her. My wife said that she wouldn't allow me to have sex with her two days before her lover's date. A few days before the date, I would listen to videos of my wife and her lover having sex and masturbate. When I masturbated, my wife would help and comfort me. After I ejaculated, she would thank me for letting her indulge her lust. From then on, I loved this way of relieving stress. I felt that my wife was like a queen and I had become her subordinate, but while the queen was being fucked by a man, that man became the king.

In the summer of 2013, my wife had been someone else's mistress for almost a year. They met less and less often, and sometimes they wouldn't see each other for two months. But the knot and pressure in my heart remained unresolved. I was always curious about what it was like for my wife to be pinned down and moan. I asked her about the man, but my wife seemed unwilling to answer. Was my wife dumped, or was she simply bored? So I decided to find someone to seduce her myself, to see if her lustful desires had disappeared or were still suppressed. Therefore, this man couldn't be worse than me; at the very least, he had to be able to satisfy my wife's desires. I spent a lot of time on dating websites, but couldn't find a good candidate.

By chance, I met "X," who was similar to her ex-lover in many ways. To satisfy my curiosity and desires, and to test my own impotence, I decided to proactively recommend my wife to the man as his mistress. "X" understood and accepted all my demands, which further accelerated the story's progression.

One summer evening in July, X called me. After a few words, he asked my wife to take the phone. He said something like this: "Hello, Xiaomei, your husband met with me the night before last. He showed me your picture, and I know quite a bit about him. I'm not interested in his affairs, but you're very beautiful, and I'm captivated by you. I'm a senior executive at a foreign company, divorced, but I've always had sexual partners outside. If you're willing, I'd like to get to know you and see if we can develop a relationship. I think it's a pity you're with a husband like that. I can make you moan in front of him, then I can completely possess you and keep you as my mistress. Also, is it true that he solves problems through masturbation? If so, even better. From now on, you'll be mine, let him masturbate." Of course, this was something I and Xindu had discussed beforehand. It was these words that made Xiaomei's desires swell again, swayed by his power and charm. Conquering a man had always been her fantasy, but due to traditional values and my influence, she didn't readily agree to meet, only saying "okay, okay." But I knew this was half the battle won. After a while on the phone, as they got into the conversation, I was convinced and asked Xiaomei to masturbate. I asked her to confirm, and she said she wanted me to masturbate. I said yes, so I started masturbating while listening to their conversation. Soon, hot fluid spurted out, and Xiaomei quickly grabbed some toilet paper to wipe me clean. I asked her, "Did your husband ejaculate?" She said he did. So I started asking Xiaomei if I was sexually incompetent, since I ejaculated so quickly even while masturbating. Normal men last over 30 minutes, even those with a high frequency of thrusting last 15 minutes. Xiaomei started chatting with him in a soft voice, saying some flattering and admiring things. After that, Xiaomei gave him her phone number and arranged to meet again.

One weekday afternoon (Monday), Manager X came out of the company and picked us up near Xiaomei's residence. We chatted in the car for a while. Xiaomei and I were very satisfied with him; he met Xiaomei's requirements in every way. Then he asked if I would like to go to a hotel for further communication. I naturally agreed, even though this might be my second cuckold. I could witness firsthand the woman's promiscuity and my own incompetence being exposed under the pressure of outsiders, which would greatly stimulate Xiaomei's vanity and sense of satisfaction, as well as the pleasure of tearing off the mask of her inner incompetence and inferiority. What I didn't expect was that after we got into "Manager X's" car, he said, "From now on, your wife will serve me. We can start now." He told Xiaomei, who was sitting in the front seat, to immediately perform oral sex on him, saying that performing oral sex while driving would be more exciting. Before I could even adjust, Manager X had already pulled his pants down halfway. Xiaomei looked back at me, and then reluctantly let Manager X grab her by the neck and press her down between his legs. As my wife's body moved up and down, I knew the oral sex had begun. Manager X, excited and unable to contain himself, exclaimed, "Your wife's oral skills are amazing!" My wife responded in a flattering tone, "Your penis is really big." Manager X then asked, "Is it bigger than your husband's?" My wife smiled but didn't answer. Then Manager X asked again, "Is mine bigger or his?" My wife shyly replied, "Yours is bigger." Manager X turned to me and asked, "You don't mind seeing your wife like this, do you?" I whispered, "No." Five minutes later, we entered the highway. My wife returned to her seat, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and chatted with him the whole way. We soon arrived at Manager X's residence. After we entered the room, Manager X said, "I'm still worried about you. You see, it's okay, but I have to tie you up. This is my first time doing this with someone present. What if you can't take it halfway through and change your mind?" After saying that, he took out a roll of packing tape, called Xiaomei over to help, and tied my hands and feet to a chair. Then, he let Xiaomei go into the bathroom to shower first. During this time, he said to me, "Although you introduced her, I genuinely like her. Are you really willing to support her?" We chatted like this for five minutes. When my wife came out, she shyly wrapped her bathrobe tightly around her body. Perhaps it was because it was her first time having sex with another man in front of her husband, and she seemed a little uncomfortable. Then Manager X said, "Wait for me for two minutes, I'll go in and shower." My wife and I were in the room. She was on the bed, and I was on the chair by the bed, silently waiting for those long two minutes. Then she looked at me and said, "Can you take it in a bit?" I told her that if she could handle it, I could too. I just wanted to help her completely break free from the constraints of outdated ideas. I told her to relax a bit and not to worry about me too much. These words made my wife feel even more apologetic and guilty, making it impossible for her to look me in the eye. We experienced the most awkward and longest two minutes of our marriage. Manager X broke the silence in the room when he came out of the bathroom. My wife shyly turned around, and I saw him naked, his genitals erect, facing my wife who had practically become his sex slave. I was about to witness her satisfying another man's sexual desires and having intercourse with him. At that moment, I felt a mix of excitement, inferiority, and curiosity. Manager X pounced on my wife, kissing her passionately before demanding oral sex. Then he stood up, pointed to the floor in front of me, and said, "I'm afraid your husband won't be able to handle it. Let him see you give me oral sex first, and I'll see his reaction." He then commanded her to kneel before him and give him a blowjob. My wife silently got up and knelt on the floor less than a meter away from me. Manager X's erect penis was swollen to its limit. My wife slowly began to lick and suck from the glans of Manager X's penis, moistening the already wet shaft. Gradually, my wife's small mouth could no longer accommodate such a long and large penis. Manager X began to advance into my wife's throat. With my wife's rapid breathing, Manager X's penis was completely swallowed into her mouth. My wife was both in pain and pleasure giving another man oral sex, appearing both helpless and excited. Before long, Manager X's deep penis had filled my wife's mouth with saliva. Manager X's desire seemed to be slightly relieved. He pulled his penis out of my wife's mouth, lifted it up, and asked, "Wife, do you know that the scrotum is where sperm is produced?" My wife nodded. "The sperm inside will ejaculate into your body in a while, but you have to make me feel good first. Lick my scrotum for me, so that my little guy can be happy. In a while, they will happily rush to your uterus." The wife looked up at Manager X and stuck out her tongue, slowly licking his scrotum and testicles from bottom to top. Soon, his scrotum and testicles were wet. Manager X said comfortably, "Now we can get down to business." The wife obediently got onto the bed, opening her legs. Manager X said, "Let's do it on top for the first time, so my sperm can flow deeper into your body." He quickly lifted her legs, raising them towards the ceiling, and thrust his hips forward. With a pitiful scream from his wife, Manager X began thrusting. As Manager X's thrusts increased in speed, the wife went from passive to active, her hips gradually arching to meet his advances. Slowly, the sounds of their bodies colliding grew louder with her relaxation and cooperation, and her moans became louder and sharper. Manager X began his final thrust. I knew his hot semen was already gathered in his vagina, waiting for the door to open and rush into the wife's uterus. With three powerful thrusts at the end, Manager X straightened up, closed his eyes, and began to ejaculate. His wife, brought to orgasm by his final, intense thrusts, also experienced an intense climax. Manager X lay back on the old bed and said to his wife, "You're so obedient. From now on, be my mistress. Break up with your ex. I'll give you 2000 a month, just for spending two nights with me. If you're obedient, I can give you more." His wife asked what obedience meant. Manager X said, "It means you do whatever I say." His wife said, "Isn't that slavery?" Manager X said, "If you need help, you have to obey me. First, lick my genitals clean with your mouth, and eat all the semen." His wife looked at him, seemingly unwilling. Manager X said, "Since you've already done it, you should do it well. I can give you more, as long as you two are obedient." He silently nodded, and his wife began to use her mouth and tongue to clean the remaining semen from Manager X's genitals. Then Manager X asked his wife how many orgasms she had. His wife, shy and embarrassed, replied, "Tell me quietly." She leaned closer and whispered, "Three times." Manager X grinned from ear to ear and asked, "Has your husband never given you more than two orgasms?" His wife said, "Yes." Manager X said, "Well, I really can't bear to see you with a man like that. He doesn't deserve you. As long as I'm here, it's best you don't let him have sex with you. If you behave well, I'll give you more money. Let him masturbate first, and don't let him come home and try to have sex with you again, or fight with my manhood." His wife, embarrassed, didn't comply. Manager X, feeling awkward, asked, "Don't you two want to?" At this point, I said, "Wife, come help me untie the rope." My wife came and untied it. I said I was going to the bathroom. Manager X said, "I want to watch you do it," and then asked, "Wife, do you want to watch too?" My wife lowered her head shyly. So, I started masturbating in front of my wife and her lover. Perhaps due to nervousness or the unfamiliar environment, I tried to masturbate but couldn't ejaculate. Then, Manager X said, "He always helps him masturbate, why don't you go help him?" My wife was about to help me, but I said no. Instead, I vigorously rubbed my genitals, and soon, my hot semen gushed out in front of them. The semen, accompanied by Manager X's loud laughter, arced through the air before landing on the floor. Manager X glanced at the clock and said, "Sigh, I have to go out tonight to meet a client. I'm not going to do it a second time today." He then took out a red envelope and stuffed it into my wife's hand, saying lewdly, "You should know I don't like other men having sex with you, including your husband. Let him masturbate more." Then he told me, "Next time I'm going to shave your wife's pubic hair, and then let her keep me company alone." On the way home, my wife quietly asked if I had embarrassed you. I said, "No, I'm completely relaxed. It feels so good to be true to myself. Just now, I was completely relaxed, without any pretense or concealment, completely removing the mask to face reality and being my true self." "But you really are lewd. You should have become a prostitute before we got married." My wife didn't respond to my verbal insults; she just wearily closed her eyes. She knew that what awaited her was the fate of becoming a sex slave to men other than her husband, and for the sake of vanity and material needs, she was prepared to provide escort services for Manager X and satisfy all his demands.

A week later, on a quiet evening, my younger sister and I were almost asleep when the phone rang. Half-asleep, I saw the caller ID showed it was Manager X. My wife answered, confused. I heard Manager X's lewd laughter on the other end. My sister turned to me and said he was drunk. Then I heard her say "okay, okay," and "oh, it's too late." Then the call ended. My sister turned back to me anxiously and said he wanted her to come out with him. I didn't say anything. I watched as my wife slowly lay down. Five minutes later, she slowly got up, put on her clothes, went into the bathroom, quickly put on some makeup, and then quietly told me, "I'm going out for a bit, I'll be back soon." She then went to her appointment. At this point, I felt uneasy. I thought, "Manager X is going too far. He's affecting our lives. Should I stop them?" About an hour later, my phone rang. It was my wife. As soon as I answered, I heard her moaning and the sounds of flesh colliding on the other end. I wondered if it was intentional, so I listened for three minutes. Then I heard Manager X's voice on the other end: "Hey, did you hear that? Your wife is amazing. Last time you were here, she was too reserved, but this time she did much better. She soaked the sheets completely. I'll take a picture and show it to you; she'll bring it to you later." Then she hung up. An hour later, my wife dragged her tired body home, threw her phone on the bed, and said, "The picture's on my phone." Then she lay down and fell asleep. I opened my phone and saw a one-minute video. In it, Manager X had spread my wife's legs, and semen was flowing from her vagina onto the sheets, which were also soaked with her vaginal fluid. A while later, my wife's phone rang. Manager X on the other end seemed much more awake; he and my wife chatted and laughed. He asked if I had watched it, and she said yes. Then she said, "Manager X wants you to masturbate." I asked her, "Would you like to watch me masturbate?" She didn't answer. I pulled down my underwear, slowly grasped my penis, and began to masturbate. At this moment, my wife whispered, "He's starting to masturbate." Manager X asked her, "Did he ejaculate?" She said no. After a while, Manager X asked her again, "Did he ejaculate?" My wife impatiently dragged out her words… "No." I couldn't hold back any longer, so I sped up. Finally, semen spurted from my body, shooting straight into the dark air of the room, leaving a white trail in the dim moonlight. After a minute of silence, Manager X's lewd laughter came from the other end of the phone again, asking, "Did he ejaculate?" My wife, half-asleep, said, "Yes, I'll hang up now."

Then, my wife fell asleep wearily.

[The End]

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