Wife-prostitute? Prostitute-wife?

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There's an old saying: "It's better to marry a prostitute than to marry a wife who is a prostitute."
I've lived up to both of these sayings, and I've also failed to live up to them: I married a prostitute, and she continued to be a prostitute after marriage… I don't regret it because I like her, because I love her, my Yun!
(I)
My wife Yun wasn't a virgin before we got married! I knew this before we got married. At 28 years old, she has six years of sexual history and three years of marriage history.
I met her six years ago. At that time, the beautiful and youthful Yun was already my friend Qing's girlfriend. Qing was older than all of us. In the beginning, Qing always bragged to us about how comfortable it was to have sex with Yun! We've all seen Yun's breasts, buttocks, and vagina...
Actually, we've all seen Yun's breasts and buttocks. Yun usually dresses quite revealingly, and Qing always forbids her from wearing underwear or a bra. Moreover, after drinking, no matter how many people are present, he'll pull Yun over and touch and kiss her. Sometimes he'll even lift her shirt and rub her full breasts in front of us young guys, while his other hand pulls up her short skirt, revealing Yun's round, snow-white buttocks, like two hemispheres. We'd be drooling at the sight.
At first, 22-year-old Yun was very shy and always tried her best to stop Qing's almost barbaric actions with her hands. But gradually, she was forced by Qing's lewdness, and she really loved Qing. Plus, she got used to it and stopped taking it seriously. We were happy to feast our eyes on her.
After Yun became my wife, I asked her how she felt back then. She said shyly, "The first time so many of you saw my private parts, I was so ashamed I cried. The second time, besides being shy, I also felt a strange feeling. I was afraid of being seen by you, but I also wanted to show more."
Later, for some reason, Qing started to hate Yun. Maybe he got tired of her. I often heard Qing shouting, "Get out! You shameless bitch! Go sell yourself!" and I saw Yun running away quickly with tears in her eyes. This was also the sentence Yun loved to hear the most and was most excited about every time we made love or slept with someone else after we got married.
Several times I saw some of my buddies come out of Yun's house with lewd expressions on their faces, and I knew that Yun had just been raped by them! But for some reason, I never participated in their rape of Yun. After her marriage, Yun told me that it was those guys' repeated rapes that led her down that path. It was also the reason I met Yun again, now a prostitute, many years later, and married her.
When Yun was 23, Qing killed two of the gang's brothers in a street fight and was hunted down, causing our gang to fall apart. At that time, I heard that Yun had become the mistress of another gang leader, but her good fortune didn't last long. Six months later, during a major crackdown, Yun's backer went to jail, and Yun began to sell herself, gradually gaining fame—for her promiscuity and shamelessness! I only heard news of her again after that. I met her again two years later. At 25, she had become even more alluring due to the nourishment of so many men's semen, especially her full, round buttocks, which seemed to burst out of her tight pants at any moment, making you want to pounce on her and kiss her hard. But you might not believe it, but at this time, Yun, who was promiscuous, often had a blush on her face, coupled with a shy glance, which made people's hearts tremble. It was precisely because of this that I married her .
(Part Two)
Speaking of our meeting two years later, it makes my heart skip a beat.
At that time, I had ended my life as a street thug and had a stable life. I had lost contact with my former brothers, except for Liang and Ping. They and I were the brothers who had been hanging out with Qing in the past.
Liang was two years older than me, and Ping was one year younger than me, but they were all equally lustful. The most precious thing was that they, like me, were very particular about women's buttocks. Those tight, round, and plump buttocks were covered by all kinds of pants, some transparent, some revealing, and some both. The two figure-eight shaped marks of the underwear that were faintly visible aroused our endless fantasies. Especially in the summer, a small dark low-rise underwear under light-colored pants would make the three of us drool and secretly follow her for several blocks.
My wife Yun often dressed like this back then, leaving us dumbfounded:
"Be careful you don't blind your dog eyes!"
Yun smiled lewdly, deliberately swaying her plump buttocks. Under her milky white trousers, her purple low-rise panties were tightly outlined, and the V-shaped cleavage was squeezed into her buttocks by her full buttocks, making half of her round buttocks seem to be directly exposed to the bright sunlight
—dizzying!
As Yun turned around, her full vulva was constricted, revealing two plump lips that seemed to be moving as if to speak. I swallowed hard and told myself:
One day, I will bury my face deep in this woman's full buttocks, savoring every breath of her mysterious area from back to front and from front to back. It would be worth it even if I lost two years of my life.
"Sister Yun, let us taste what you're like from behind!"
Liang teased Yun with a grin, and Ping chimed in,
"Sure! I'll call you after I finish using the toilet tomorrow morning, you can't not come!"
Yun walked over and sat on Liang's lap, rubbing her buttocks against Liang's lower body affectionately. Liang squinted his eyes happily, while I swallowed hard and panted.
"I want some too!" Ping couldn't resist.
"Come on, go ask your older brother. If he says so, I'll let you sleep with me all night, I guarantee you'll be thrilled, haha!"
Amidst the teasing, Yun turned and left, leaving behind a dizzying fragrance and the three brothers dumbfounded. After we got married, I asked Yun what she was thinking back then. She simply said,
"Seeing you guys drooling made me feel bad. Anyway, I wasn't a virgin, so it didn't matter who did it. Besides, different men would give me different pleasures, otherwise I wouldn't have sold myself."
I was thrilled! But at the time, I was a newcomer, less experienced than Liang and Ping, and didn't dare joke around with the boss's woman. Later, my infatuation with Yun developed into worship, from worshipping a part of her body to worshipping her whole person, every smile and gesture. After Yun fell out of favor, Liang and Ping both had sex with her several times, and afterwards exclaimed,
"Damn! A bitch, an absolute born bitch, she knows how to please men so well, she makes you feel amazing. Brother, you must fuck Yun if you get the chance, otherwise you've wasted your life!"
That's Yun!
I saw her snow-white body, her maddening buttocks, and her alluring vagina several times, along with the various penises of different lengths, thicknesses, and sizes inserted into it, and the white milk that kept flowing out. But I never had the courage to grab her hair and move wildly like the other brothers, shouting:
"Bitch! Yun, you stinking bitch...!"
I didn't dare to do that because
—I admired her!
(III)
One day, Liang and He came to me excitedly, so excited that they were incoherent. They told me that in the most famous "brothel" in our city, they had found a bitch with the most alluring buttocks. She had fair skin, a full figure, was charming and seductive, and was very good at both sex. She had become one of the famous prostitutes in the city. What was most rare was that she had a strange habit:
not everyone with money could have sex with her. She chose her customers based on fate. Whether they were high-ranking officials or commoners, if she didn't like them, that is, if they didn't have a connection, she wouldn't serve them no matter how much money or effort they put in. Even if a customer is penniless and of lowly status, he'll still take off his pants and let you have your way with him if you hit it off. And oral sex and breast sex are just as common. Legend has it that a deputy mayor of the city, accompanied by his entourage, came all the way here specifically to have sex with her. However, because of her lewd demeanor, he could only touch her breasts and masturbate, leaving with regret and dissatisfaction. On the other hand, a station clerk whom you met by chance on the street didn't spend a penny because you hit it off. She paid for him to have sex with her at a hotel for a whole day and night. It's said that the clerk even took two shifts afterward to rest at home…
This prostitute is Yun!
Liang Heping learned about it by chance from someone else and immediately went to find Yun. Yun was overjoyed to see them. After all, times had changed, and people were no longer the same. Back then, she was the respected "Sister Yun," whom everyone could only secretly drool over. Now, she had fallen into prostitution, and everyone couldn't help but talk about the once invincible Qing, who was now just a handful of dust, with no one even to offer him a funeral. Everyone felt sad...
When Yun learned that the three of them still kept in touch, she kept asking about me. When she learned that none of us had girlfriends, she immediately said:
if we didn't mind her body, she would treat the three of us for free forever, and she would be available anytime, in any way we wanted, and she would never go back on her word!
Liang Heping was so moved that tears streamed down his face. That night, they went out and drank themselves into a stupor. Afterwards, Yun kept her promise and took them to a hotel, where they played a game of lovemaking. I won't go into the details, but to quote Liang Heping: "I was up and down all night, almost going into shock, while Yun was also suffering from lower body swelling and pain, a sore mouth, and numb face, and slept for a whole day…; When we parted, they repeatedly said that the three of us should come together next time.
After hearing that, I was furious, I kicked them both, and yelled that they were untrustworthy, heartless, bastards, and cowards! (Actually, I later became a complete coward, and quite happily at it) – they didn't invite me for this!! They both grinned and explained for a long time, coming up with every possible excuse, but it was actually very simple – that day I was working
overtime and couldn't contain my excitement, so I acted immediately!
Without a word, I grabbed them, hailed a taxi, and rushed to that place, my heart pounding, running upstairs in three strides, eager to see my dream girl, Yun, with her alluring butt…!
But Mom told me that Yun had been kept by two Hong Kong businessmen for a week and had already boarded a train to another city…!"
In that instant, I slammed my fist against the door beside me, turned and left under Mom's astonished gaze. My hand was swollen the next day. Liang Heping still couldn't understand why a former boss's mistress, now a whore, could fascinate me so much. We were used to all sorts of women and countless prostitutes moaning beneath us, so what was so special about this woman?
Ten days later, Liang Heping came to me excitedly again:
"Sister Yun is back!"
"Don't misunderstand, we didn't go to see her alone. We only found out after we went to Mom for you!"
The two hurriedly explained. I didn't have time to argue with them and immediately set off! —To my surprise, they both made excuses that they had important things to do and couldn't go, but they still tried their best to persuade me to go alone:
"Anyway, we've already slept with her, you can go by yourself, but be careful not to let her drain you dry."
"By the way, her pussy is looser than before, but her technique is much better than before!"
The two of them pushed me out the door in a back-and-forth. While pondering their words, I waved and hailed a taxi. Yes, after Yun fell out of favor, almost all of us brothers had slept with her. Only I
dared My first impression of Yun was: She was too beautiful! Yun was much fuller than before. Her skin was fair and delicate, and her breasts were faintly visible under the thin gauze cloak. A short leather skirt could not cover her plump, alabaster thighs. Sitting on the sofa, her thighs were half open and half closed, and her white panties were faintly visible. What was most precious was that Yun stared at me for a full half minute after she looked up, and then a blush appeared on her fair face. Her eyes were full of spring and tenderness, and my bones almost melted...
(IV)
Yun shared a place with another prostitute, Yan. When we walked in together, Yan was shirtless and wearing a thong. She was applying makeup to her face. When she saw us come in, she just said lightly, "It's rare for you to bring a customer home. I'll leave in a moment!"
Although I had been with many prostitutes, this was the first time I had seen their place.
Finally, there were only the two of us left in the small house. Yun sat sideways in the warm shadow of the light, half of her face was bathed in light, and a blush rose on her face. Her eyes were full of charm. She glanced at me quickly and then turned her head to look at the corner of the wall. I didn't understand how a prostitute could have such a seductive charm?
My eyes lingered on Yun's snow-white skin, her breasts barely concealed, and the beautiful curves of her buttocks and legs as she lay on the bed. My mouth went dry. A bottle of red wine opened our conversation:
After falling out of favor, Yun had been abused by Qing in almost every way, but Yun still loved Qing. When she discovered that her body was exposed to Qing's brothers in the sunlight, being visually violated by everyone, Qing's penis could remain erect for a long time, and the unprecedented excitement of having her private parts displayed in public was even more fascinating.
Finally, one day, when Qing angrily shouted in public, cursing Yun as a shameless slut and telling his brothers to fuck her, she noticed that Qing's penis swelled to an unprecedented size, and her lower body became wet in that instant, her breasts swelled up rapidly, her breathing became rapid, and her cheeks burned. Yun's body actually experienced an orgasm.
The brothers present, including Qing, thought that her reaction was the result of grievance and shame . At that moment, Yun knew
that what she had in her bones was the most precious and the most terrifying thing for a woman—seduction !
It could be said that later, with Qing's permission, the brothers took turns sleeping with my future wife, Yun. This was also a result of Yun's inherently promiscuous nature.
Watching his woman being fucked by everyone, becoming a complete whore, Qing's sexual pleasure surged like a tidal wave. Often, right after Yun had been fucked by the other brothers, her pubic hair would be wet and tangled with her own vaginal fluids and sweat, and milky white semen would remain in her slightly open vulva. Qing would immediately grab Yun's flowing long hair, make her kneel before him, and forcefully shove his penis into her mouth while viciously cursing:
"...whore!...Yun...you...this...shameless...whore! You're a...bitch!"
He would then ejaculate violently into Yun's mouth, and at this moment, Yun's vagina would spasm, reaching another orgasm!
Yun's later path as a prostitute, and her subsequent change in how she continued to sell herself after marrying me, were both related to this period of her life; and how similar my psychology was to Qing's! Seeing my wife's vagina filled with another man's semen and her mouth filled with his freshly ejaculated semen while masturbating gave me a stimulation and pleasure 100 times stronger than having sex with her myself!!
(V)
Finally, slightly tipsy, we embraced. Yun squeezed her soft, full breasts tightly, burying my face deep inside. Her slightly dark nipples stood erect, feeling hard in my mouth, with the slightly hard areolas around them bouncing. When my mouth slid down her slightly protruding belly, across her smooth, alabaster thighs, and finally stopped at the buttocks I had been longing for, my heart almost jumped out of my chest!
I was intoxicated when my breath hit her fair skin! Like a child who has wandered far from home finally finding their way back, or someone who has struggled in the desert for a long time suddenly seeing a clear spring, I passionately kissed every inch of her buttocks. Standing by the bed, naked with her back to me, her buttocks appeared so firm, round, and perky. I finally couldn't resist and roughly parted her full buttocks, disregarding taboos, finding the already overflowing flesh and sticking out my tongue…!
Friends who have been with prostitutes know that as long as the price is right, a prostitute will lick you anywhere and let you ejaculate anywhere on her body, but no one would give oral sex to a whore. But I did. The moment my tongue touched her vulva, which had been rubbed by countless men's genitals, wet with countless semen, and rubbed by many hands, Yun's body trembled slightly, she let out a heavy groan, immediately turned around, pushed my head away, and said with infinite shyness and determination:
"...Um…no…it's so dirty…"
"I don't mind the dirt, I still want to marry you…"
"No... I'm a whore, my body is too dirty!"
"I don't care, your body is the cleanest, the purest in my eyes!"
"I'll cuckold you."
"I like cuckolding... the more the better..."
"...You like... being a cuckold...?"
"Yes... I... dream about it." "
After we get married... I want... to continue... selling my body."
"I... like you... doing this!... I want... all my... friends, classmates, and... colleagues to fuck you."
"Okay, I'll do it for free... Ah!—Ah..."
Under the rapid onslaught of my tongue, Yun's lower body was already overflowing with desire. The immense pleasure made her tremble all over. Although countless men had slept with her, no one had ever given her oral sex as a prostitute. This was the tragedy of prostitutes. I licked that filthy slit in other people's eyes. The sour taste with a faint hint of sulcimer further stimulated my desire. Her pubic hair was thick and swollen, and her labia were darkened due to excessive indulgence. I spread them wide with my hand, and the clitoris inside was also larger than that of other women due to long-term engorgement and excessive stimulation. When she pulled me up and hugged me as we fell onto the bed, I saw tears glistening in her eyes:
"...Ah...Oh...No one has ever licked me...Oh...Aren't you disgusted...My...is the dirtiest and smelliest...Oh..."
I didn't say anything, but just straightened my body and thrust my penis into her moist and warm vagina. Yun's vagina, which had been fucked by too many people, felt slightly loose, but this regret was immediately replaced by the huge pleasure brought by the tightness from the depths of her vagina. This was Yun's special skill, the special skill that had made countless johns reminisce. "You're not dirty!"
"Oh...Oh...No...I'm dirty! I'm a whore..."
"You...How many people have you been fucked by...?"
"Countless...Oh...Harder...!"
When I exhausted myself and sprayed all my semen into Yun's vagina, mouth, and face again and again, the room fell into a deathly silence. We were both too tired to speak!
(VI)
After dawn, we cleaned ourselves up and sat in the quilt, starting the conversation that would determine our fate. After a night of fierce fighting, a blush still remained on Yun's face, making her even more charming. When I asked her to marry me again, Yun put on a serious face and said to me,
"Have you thought about it? Even if you can accept my past, what will your friends and colleagues think of you? Will they accept me?" "It
doesn't matter. Modern people's views are very open. Besides, none of my friends and colleagues look down on prostitutes, and none of them can live without prostitutes. You work to earn a living, just like any other job. You use a part of your body to earn money to support yourself. What's there to be ashamed of? How can you be inferior? It's just that this part is a little special. But compared to those corrupt officials and social parasites, you prostitutes are upright industrial workers, you are great!"
Hearing my grand speech, Yun stared at me with wide eyes in surprise. I could see the light of hope burning in her eyes, but then that light dimmed.
"You have a point, but think about it, many of your friends and colleagues have slept with me, like Liang Heping, who has slept with me more than once. Some of your colleagues are also my regular customers. How are you going to meet them in the future?"
As soon as these topics were brought up, my little brother stood up again involuntarily. It seems that Qing and I have the same taste. Otherwise, why would I insist on marrying his woman?
"I don't care! Actually, once you take these things lightly, it doesn't matter. It's like you're a butcher in a mall, and they keep buying meat from you. You provide them with services, so why would you feel embarrassed? The only difference is that you're selling your own meat, and the location is a brothel!"
"Get lost—you're so annoying!" Yun laughed and slapped me, her hand touching my erect penis. She looked at me in surprise and then laughed mischievously again:
"Okay—I know! Another pervert—haha! You want your wife to be fucked by someone else while you masturbate, and you're incredibly happy! Isn't that right? Haha!"
I was a little embarrassed by what she said.
"It's nothing, don't blush! Actually, it's not just you and Qing who are like this, all men are perverted! Humph! Many clients, when they're with me, keep shouting: 'Ugh...ugh...wife, so good...wife...you're a slut...ugh...haha!!'"
Watching her vivid imitation, I couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"Then aren't you just as perverted? Weren't you wet down there when Qing said all that? -- Haha!"
My hand rudely slipped into her already soaking wet vagina... We rolled around together again. As my penis shrank inside Yun's vagina once more, Yun suddenly hugged me tightly, tears welling in her eyes, and choked out,
"You know what? You're the first and only man to give me oral sex. My genitals have been fucked by so many men, don't you find it disgusting at all?"
I gently kissed her:
"No, I'm proud of you. You've made so many men happy with your body. My wife has such a captivating ass and such proud breasts. What other man's wife can possess so many alluring features and assets at the same time?"
"Pah! You're so good at talking! What kind of job will I do after we get married? You know I'm used to making money lying down, I don't know anything else!"
she asked me sadly, but I could also read endless longing in her eyes .
"You're just a whore, all you know how to do is sell your body!"
I quickly deciphered her thoughts in my mind and said it harshly, but at the same time, my heart contracted strangely, filled with pleasure, and my little brother became hopelessly swollen again. "Isn't this great? You can keep selling yourself, I like it."
My breathing started to quicken.
"Is that okay? You're willing?"
Yun looked at me with half-belief, but her eyes were full of excitement.
"I'm willing! Didn't I say? Wouldn't it be a crime against society for me to have a woman like you all to myself?!"
"You're so good! Husband!" Yun lay on top of me and kissed me wildly,
but my penis could no longer stand up!
(VII)
"Are you out of your mind?!"
Liang and Ping, after hearing my explanation, both widened their eyes and looked at me with exaggerated expressions. When they saw that I was calm and composed and my expression was firm, they finally understood my decision—to marry Yun!
"You need to think this through. With your qualities, you could marry any kind of woman. Why do you have to marry a whore who's been with thousands?"
Ping was completely baffled.
"She's a whore, but in my eyes, she's first and foremost a woman. Besides, she's brought so much joy and pleasure to countless men—including you. Isn't that shameful?"
I turned to Liang and asked. Liang said thoughtfully, "You're right, but think about how people's spittle can drown you. Besides, how are we going to face our future sister-in-law whom we've slept with so many times?"
"What's wrong with you guys? Isn't she the Yun who's making you all infatuated? If I marry her, we'll become family, won't we?"
Ping and Liang looked at each other. Ping said helplessly, "That's right. Since you've made up your mind, we'll do our best to help you."
I smiled.
"But we bros will never get to play with a woman with such a beautiful ass again!"
Ping said to Liang with endless reminiscence.
"Exactly—!"
Liang replied with no small amount of regret
, "The agreement between Sister Yun and us is over—sigh!"
My heart warmed; what great brothers!
"Don't worry, our agreement is still valid! I'll talk to Yun; you two can come whenever you want to fuck her, take her out, or fuck her at my place!"
"Ah—? No way!!"
Their mouths were agape. The thought of Liang and Heping straddling my wife, shoving their dark penises into her lower body, made my little brother swell again. It's strange, though. Liang and Heping had been with Yun quite a bit, and sometimes when I went to see Yun, I'd seen her hugging and kissing other men, but I'd never felt this intense. "Don't worry, brothers are always brothers!"
Ping and Liang shouted happily when they saw I wasn't joking, "Great!"
Then Ping grabbed Liang and turned to run.
I hurriedly asked, "Where are you going? I'm coming too!"
Ping turned and said as he went out the door, "You don't need to go. We're going to have some fun with Yun. You'll have plenty of time later..."
After we decided to get married, there were still many things to do. First, we needed to build our love nest. Yun used all the money she had from selling herself, and I searched through every building in the city. Finally, we settled in a quiet corner.
This took three months. For the next month, Yun continued to work at the brothel, saying she wanted to give an explanation to all her patrons, the madam, and her close girlfriends. I completely understood; after all, marriage is a major life event, and married people differ in their emotions and attitudes towards life.
This period was the busiest for both Yun and me. Yun saw twice as many clients as usual, and many of her regular clients, hearing she was getting married, came more frequently. Yun had to extend her working hours, and they all kept asking about me. To this, Yun would always smile and say, "No comment, but my husband promised I can continue to entertain you after we get married."
The clients were all astonished. During that time, Yun's genitals were always red and swollen from excessive sexual intercourse, so I had to apply hot compresses to her every night, and then masturbate while listening to her recount how she was raped by clients during the day. It was so exhausting!
Yun said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, darling. I'll let you have your fill after I've dealt with these guests!"
"Hmph! You still have me in your heart?"
I said, pretending to be angry, while gently rubbing Yun's vulva with a hot towel.
"You're the only one in my heart. Don't be angry, darling, I know you're feeling pent up. I'll call two of my girlfriends over so you can have some fun."
Looking at Yun's teasing eyes, I was a little tempted: "Then you're willing?"
"You're so tolerant of me, how could I not be willing?"
Yun said sincerely. For some reason, I immediately thought of Yan, who used to live with Yun, and my lower body immediately reacted. Yun seemed to read my mind and laughed as she pounced into my arms, teasingly saying,
"Hey, do you like Yan? Her ass isn't any smaller than mine, her breasts are bigger than mine, and, well, she has an extra hole to play with!"
"An extra hole?"
"Haha! You can anally fuck her—you idiot!"
Yun rubbed my swollen penis with her fingers in an ambiguous way, her eyes staring at me sideways, full of temptation. "And let me tell you, you can fuck her without a condom, but there's one thing: you can't give her oral sex, or I won't forgive you!"
"Don't worry, I'll definitely do it!"
I couldn't suppress the joy in my heart, and I accidentally put a little more pressure on her, and Yun couldn't help but cry out in pain. That night, Yun slept on the sofa in my temporary dormitory. Yan showed none of Yun's shyness. After entering, she simply said "Hi" to me, and that was it. Then, without a care, she undressed in front of us and went into the bathroom naked...
My body reached orgasm again and again under Yan's friction. Yan's breasts were soft and full, which intoxicated me, and her tight anus gave me a pleasure that I could not experience with Yun's vagina. The only regret was that I had to wear a condom when I had anal sex with Yan. Yan told me that this was Yun's instruction.
Yun was really tired. No matter how much Yan and I did all night, Yun remained fast asleep.
(8)
*
Yun continued entertaining guests until ten days before our wedding. With the help of Ping and Liang, I also renovated the new apartment. The entire unit was decorated in a simple and elegant style, extremely comfortable, especially our master bedroom, where the light blue, like the ocean, made one forget all desires.
The style of the other bedroom was completely different: the bright red tone was full of ambiguous desires, and the soft curves of the walls, like a woman's, outlined a certain hint. A large mirror was embedded on the side of the door, making every move in the room seem breathtaking. In the center of the room, a unique round bed became the main focus, making people's imaginations run wild.
Several large nude photos of Yun hanging on the wall, along with a row of red lanterns hanging high above, pushed the lewd atmosphere in the room to the extreme. Among those large nude photos, three were close-ups of Yun's slightly darkened genitals, which looked even more alluring because her pubic hair had been shaved. Yun told me that in order to take this set of photos, she was thoroughly played with by the photographer and two assistants for two days to make the photos so tempting and arousing!
When I insisted on hanging these photos on the wall, Yun blushed, glared at me, pinched me, and scolded me in a coquettish voice:
"You scoundrel, you john..."
Next to the round bed was a quaint little bedside table, the drawers neatly filled with imported condoms of various colors and scents—spiky, spiral, suction cup, you name it; the lower cabinet contained a large amount of toilet paper, and on the top shelf, there were several vibrating penises, from the largest black ones to slender double-headed ones, all of which were "tools" that Yun had originally acquired. You might have guessed it:
this bedroom is my wife's future studio—Yun will be entertaining clients here!
This was also my bold design, and it fully expressed my feelings for Yun. When Ping and Liang helped me hang the large photos on the wall, I noticed that they both had erections in their pants. Seeing the two brothers so busy with my affairs, even looking disheveled, I felt a surge of warmth and offered to let Yun help them relax in the newly renovated room. However, they firmly rejected my offer:
"Yun is getting married in a few days; she should rest these few days."
"That's right, Yun has been working non-stop for the past few days; she's exhausted. Besides, we've slept with her quite a bit recently, so let's skip it these few days." They said this with serious faces
. These two guys were really something, but they didn't hold back at all when talking about Yun in front of me, using terms like "working with clients," "fucking her," "sleeping with her," "bitch," and "prostitute." Although I was willing for my wife to continue selling herself, hearing people use these words to describe her to my face still made me uncomfortable.
But then I thought, since we've already done it, why should we be afraid of what others say? What other words could describe her?
This is what people call vanity. Besides, these words do give me quite a thrill. Whenever I hear someone associate my wife with "bitch," "whore," or "sex," my penis always gets involuntarily erect.
The wedding day was spectacular.
Aside from a few who knew Yun's background, my ordinary friends were completely unaware of it. Yun's group of sisters were especially supportive; so many voluptuous, alluring, and seductive women left the men speechless. Once they recovered, their adrenaline surged, and they all used their best skills to shower her with attention. The wedding was a lively affair of singing, dancing, and laughter, making Yun, who had long lacked genuine affection, blush with excitement.
However, a slight discordant note appeared at the wedding: when I introduced my friends and colleagues to my wife, Zhu Yong and Li Jiang, who sat diagonally opposite me at work, were immediately stunned upon seeing Yun, and Yun also froze. Ping, who had been following behind us, immediately stepped in to smooth things over, pulling Yun and me aside. Yun whispered to us,
"Oh no, these two are my regular customers; they just booked me about two weeks ago."
"Did they go together?"
"Yeah, it's a 3P."
Yun's face was as red as a cloth, her voice almost inaudible, tears welling up in her eyes.
"What should I do—?"
Ping turned his head and grabbed a wine bottle from the table. "Don't worry, I'll go and deal with them!"
This kid's old recklessness was back. I quickly stopped him, and at the same time, a thrilling idea popped into my head. I comforted Yun and then pulled her along, swaggering towards Zhu Yong and Li Jiang.
"This is my colleague and good friend, Zhu Yong."
"This is my wife, Yun. You've met before, you should be quite familiar with her." I smiled and calmly introduced them, but in my mind, I pictured them on top of my wife in a 3P. I secretly glanced at their reactions. Because they weren't prepared, Zhu Yong and Li Jiang were clearly flustered and embarrassed, but when they shook hands with Yun, they got erections, and my penis, under the powerful psychological stimulation, quickly became engorged and swollen:
Yes, every inch of my wife's skin and that alluring buttocks were familiar to them…!
The wedding night festivities didn't turn out as chaotic as I'd feared. Of course, some guests still took the opportunity to harass Yun. Various familiar games with suggestive undertones were played out one after another. Yun, with her experience, handled these games more than adequately. At the height of the commotion, someone egged me on, insisting that I perform a "lights-out" act with the bride. Just as I was making excuses, someone casually turned off the lights, and the dark bridal chamber erupted in chaos. Someone pulled Yun away from me, and then I heard Yun shout loudly:
"Okay, please... oh... oh... don't... don't move... oh... no! -- no... don't take it off... whose hand?!... no...!"
With a "snap," someone turned on the light. Under the light, Yun, her face flushed, was pressed down on the sofa, wearing only her underwear. One strap of her bra had come undone, revealing a snow-white, full breast to everyone's eyes. Her small white panties, which were already too small to cover her round buttocks, had now been pulled down to her hips by someone. The crotch, barely visible in front, revealed a patch of black pubic hair—she had shaved it. But a clear wet patch in the middle showed that Yun's nakedness in front of everyone had aroused lust.
"Ugh—!"
Yun blushed and stood up coquettishly, disappearing into the bedroom amidst everyone's cheers (of course, the master bedroom; I had locked the guest bedroom two days before the wedding, I didn't want any mishaps at the wedding). That night, they made a ruckus until midnight…
Yun later told me that countless hands touched her breasts and buttocks through her clothes, she didn't even bother to dodge, but when she was pinned down on the sofa and stripped naked, several hands pulled aside her panties and reached into her vagina. She recognized the panting voices of two of them very well: it was Zhu Yong and Li Jiang! Yun's first thought was to take off her panties and wait for the lights to go out a little longer. In that instant, her thoughts were taken back to Qing's era—
"You shameless bitch!!"
Qing's shouts echoed in her ears again, the extreme humiliation bringing her equally extreme pleasure—her wife's lower body was wet! But reason compelled her to stand up and lock herself in the bedroom, using a massager to soothe her genitals, which had been idle for ten days. Ten days without intercourse was unprecedented in Yun's modern history!
(IX)
During our honeymoon, we were endlessly entwined, completely immersed in our romantic world. We made love every day. Each time, I would bury my face in my wife's round, full buttocks, inhaling the unique, hormone-filled scent of a woman's lower body, teasing her extremely sensitive clitoris and anus with my tongue.
Yun's detailed descriptions of her past experiences with clients became our best foreplay. As my wife vividly described, my penis would often swell painfully, while Yun's lower body would also be overflowing with desire. Then, as she spoke, I would work on her, using whatever position the client used. I'd ejaculate wherever she wanted; during that period, we were lost in each other's bodies.
Yun told me her record was dealing with six clients simultaneously.
"My God—!"
I exclaimed inwardly. One of them was a wealthy young client who frequently patronized Yun and always behaved impeccably and politely. Yun couldn't help but develop feelings for him, and soon she made an exception and let him ejaculate inside her vagina. All prostitutes have one thing in common: they
always use condoms with unfamiliar clients. After a while, once they become regulars, they can go without condoms, but no matter what, they will never let a client ejaculate directly inside their vagina, even if... He could ejaculate in her mouth or anus, it didn't matter. If he didn't come for half a month, Yun would still silently miss him. Hearing this, a sour feeling welled up in my heart. Although I liked my wife being a prostitute, it was only about sharing her body with other men, while spiritual fidelity was essential for every couple in love.
"Then would you marry him?" I asked sourly.
Yun glanced at me sideways and said softly, "Back then, I had no news of you, and I was all alone and helpless. If he brought it up, I would marry him."
Later, one time he didn't come for a long time, looking preoccupied and worried. Under Yun's concern, he revealed the truth:
he was involved in smuggling refined oil. During a nationwide crackdown, a shipment of goods was detained by customs. To expedite the process, he pulled every string he could. Customs finally relented and agreed to make an exception, but made a bizarre demand: one of his company's female employees had to perform a live show for their anti-smuggling team. This put him in a difficult position. His company only had three people, and the only woman was his distant cousin, over 50 years old, who obviously couldn't satisfy their lust. Finally, he thought of Yun…
"Are you willing to go?"
"Of course not, but his pitiful appearance touched me, and..." Yun blushed slightly, "I've never dealt with so many people at once before, it's quite challenging!" Yun said softly, her eyes becoming hazy.
They waited for him and Yun in a luxurious suite in a hotel. When Yun, wearing a white dress, with flowing long hair and a graceful figure, appeared before them, the five customs officers' eyes widened... Yun refused to talk about the details that followed, which I deeply regretted. But from Yun's tone and expression, I could tell that it was a humiliating experience, but it also brought her an unprecedented orgasm and pleasure.
You can imagine six strong men ravaging a delicate and sexy prostitute; not every woman could endure that.
"And what about him afterward?" I asked, concerned about his story with my wife.
"Him? I just realized he's not a man at all!" Yun said fiercely, her face filled with resentment and disdain.
"From the very beginning that day, he was obsequious to those men. Later, when we started having sex, to please them, he even used his mouth to clean the penises they had just pulled out of my vagina. And their captain even ejaculated in his mouth! His image in my mind was instantly ruined! I was extremely upset, and an impulse to degrade myself drove me to give oral sex to every team member before leaving, until my mouth and face were numb and I lost all feeling. I didn't even glance at him!" I breathed
a sigh of relief. My wife could be fucked by others, but she could never fall in love with another man!
"And then?"
"The next day, he came to give me money. I didn't say a word to him. After taking the money, I turned around and left, ignoring him calling me from behind. Later, he came several more times, specifically asking me to accompany him. I never looked at him directly again!"
I was finally relieved!
Our honeymoon went on peacefully and enchantingly. Yun never even mentioned continuing her prostitution again. We both thought we could live like this forever. But who knew that just a month later, Yun would cheat on me for the first time, and from then on, there was no turning back.
Due to having sex two to three times a day for several days, coupled with the fatigue from work, my physical strength was beginning to show signs of exhaustion. For several days, I couldn't even get a full erection despite Yun's constant teasing, even when
she kept telling me about her experiences selling herself, or how she described in detail how she was repeatedly humiliated
and abused , and how she was mercilessly forced to perform oral sex on customers in front of everyone. Even my excessive indulgence was of no use,
while Yun, after repeated descriptions, was already burning with desire. Adding to this, for years she had lived under the constant stimulation of excessive sexual activity—sex and making love had become indispensable elements of her body. Often, Yun's lower body would unconsciously leak vaginal fluid, requiring her to frequently wipe with tissues, even during the day when we were in a bustling shopping mall. This wiping would simultaneously stimulate her extremely sensitive labia, made even more sensitive by excessive indulgence, and soon she would be experiencing another wave of pleasure.
Over the past month, I've realized that one man simply cannot satisfy my wife's endless desires. Moreover, I am a man with a relatively low libido, while my wife is sexually frustrated all the time, ready to have sex at any moment with just a little teasing. As a result, a month of proper honeymoon life became unbearable for my lustful wife, and our conflict arose from this.
It was a weekend afternoon, and the afternoon sun shone through the glass of the master bedroom, making me drowsy. When we weren't making love, we rarely went to that alluring guest bedroom—which we called our "love nest." My wife's legs were wrapped around me, and her pair of alluring, snow-white breasts stood tall and proud, like snow-capped mountains, right before my eyes. The bright red cherry on top was engorged and erect. I knew my wife couldn't take it anymore. Two nights ago, I discovered Yun, who was aroused to the point of near death, secretly masturbating, while I still couldn't get a full erection…
Unable to satisfy her lust, Yun became extremely irritable. I don't know what I said that ignited her anger, but Yun exploded like a lioness. Her naked body, under the afternoon's white sunlight, became a dazzling assemblage of organs, full of lust and sin, yet also appearing so sacred. That was our first argument after marriage. My wife cursed me, saying I wasn't a man, only fit to be a turtle…!
I was furious, and a sentence slipped out: "You shameless, filthy bitch! You only deserve to be fucked by men! You
lowly thing!!"
"Slap—!!" A resounding slap landed on Yun's face, followed by a suffocating silence. Yun, clutching her burning cheek, stood naked by the bed, staring at me in astonishment for a full minute. These were words we repeated countless times during sex, but in this situation, they felt like terrifying knives, deeply wounding her.
When Yun woke up, she didn't cry. Her eyes flashed with a chilling light I had never seen before. She didn't say a word, quickly dressed, and then left without a sound. I left home, panting with anger.
That night, my wife didn't come home, and I didn't sleep a wink either.
The next afternoon, there was still no word from Yun. I stubbornly refused to call her, but I knew that besides Yan's place, Ping and Liang might take her in. But I heard that Yan was living with another man recently, and that small house couldn't accommodate three people. And given my relationship with Ping and Liang, they wouldn't keep it from me that Yun was with them. Another possibility was the brothel she used to work at, but I couldn't go there to find my wife! The resentment in my heart began to be replaced by worry and guilt. Helpless, I found Ping and Liang. After listening to my story, they laughed heartily, looking smug.
"How about it? Want us to go find your sister-in-law for you?"
"You should have said so earlier if you knew you couldn't do it. We're always ready to help... hahaha!"
Damn it! I cursed the two smug guys in my heart. "Come on! Let's go drink...!" I decided to put aside my troubles and have some fun first. After a few bottles of alcohol, we were all starting to feel dizzy. That night, after drinking, we staggered to a KTV. When six heavily made-up girls surrounded us, I stammered, "Miss...Miss!...Haha, not...not bad..."
I pulled one of them onto my lap, saying, "You...no...no...good—just like...my wife...working...hard...and...getting fucked...!" "
They...!" I pointed at Liangping, "They...have all...been fucked...ah...you...fucking...talk...ah...ha...! You...fucking...dumb...are you...haha...?!?!?!"
That night, we partied until 1 a.m. before going home. As the night wind blew against me, the silent streetlights magically stretched and compressed my swaying shadow, and I regained some clarity.
Where was my wife? Could it be...? And recently, a nationwide crackdown on prostitution and pornography has started, with strict checks everywhere. Could it be that she...? My heart began to race, a sense of foreboding creeping in! I quickened my pace towards home.
The first thing that greeted me upon reaching the top of the stairs was a pleasant surprise: my wife's rose-colored boots, which she had always worn since our marriage, lay haphazardly on the floor, indicating she was home. But then I noticed several pairs of men's shoes piled up haphazardly nearby. Had a thief broken in? But my wife was clearly already home! Filled with doubt, I quickly opened the door, only to find the living room brightly lit but empty. Then, from the closed door of our "love nest," came a moan:
"Ah...ah...Kun-ge!! Harder...ah!...Ah...no...no!"
It was unmistakably my wife's voice! I rushed to the door of our "love nest" and pushed it open…

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