【The Blissful Sexual Moments of a Cuckold's Wife】(06) Author: ayin

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Author: ayin
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Chapter Six:

Ever since Linlin was mistaken for a prostitute by a taxi driver after getting drunk and had sex with him several times,
I've been itching for her for days, wanting her to actually sell her body. By "actually," I mean my wife, while
sober playing the role of a prostitute, having sex with complete strangers. I know Linlin doesn't like this;
in fact, she finds it utterly repulsive. After much persuasion, my wife reluctantly agreed. The main
reason accepted was because she loves me and doesn't want to disappoint me. To satisfy my perverse lust, she
seems increasingly unscrupulous, willing to do anything, but she still made a few demands.

First, this is only an occasional thing; after all, the purpose is just to seek thrills, not to
make money .

Second, it must be absolutely safe. Safety doesn't just mean not getting caught; most importantly, it must be kept secret
, and no one we know can find out.

Third, if the client isn't her type, she has the right to refuse; after all, I can't just prioritize my thrills
at the expense of her feelings.

I must say, my wife and I were surprisingly on the same page. Having reached an agreement, we started discussing our next steps
. There are many ways to sell one's body, like last time, where it's easy
to find suitable clients in nightclubs. However, that's also very risky; you might run into acquaintances, so that plan was
rejected. There are also karaoke bars, bathhouses, and hair salons, but these places are frequented by long-term prostitutes who only
occasionally work there. Who would let you share a piece of their pie?

Finally, I thought of a good idea: in many suburban areas, there exists a type of prostitute
known as "streetwalkers." As dusk falls, they appear heavily made up on
secluded streets. Men, whether driving or walking, will
approach those they find attractive. After agreeing on a price, the "streetwalker" will take them to her residence, usually a
rented house, for the sexual transaction. Afterward, they pay and leave—convenient and quick, and because there are few people involved,
the chances of friends finding out are much smaller.

My wife was fairly satisfied with the plan, so I quickly put it into action. For several nights in a row
, I drove around the streets, and eventually found a good spot. It was a not-too-
bustling
street, lined with shady trees, with a few small restaurants where customers sat in small groups, and a budget hotel—unsurprisingly, it was for prostitutes. I saw several
couples agree on a price and go straight into the hotel, so the location issue seemed resolved.

The next day, my wife and I finished dinner early. She carefully applied makeup in front of the mirror, and I placed a
red sundress and a pair of ten-centimeter high-heeled sandals in front of her. When she changed and
stood before me, I had to admit, she was born to be a prostitute,
exuding a seductive aura. Her beautiful face, alluring eyes, half-naked breasts, and sexy white legs
made me incredibly aroused. Thankfully, I managed to calm myself down in time, preventing myself from immediately pushing her onto the bed.

Soon, I drove my wife to that secluded little street and parked in front of a budget hotel.
We went straight in and booked a room. The room wasn't large, with a glass-enclosed bathroom, a large bed,
and neatly arranged snacks, condoms, and lubricant on the bedside table—a typical brothel setup.

I took a wireless camera out of my bag and looked around for a good spot to install it. Unfortunately, the room was too small
and too simple, and after searching carefully for a while, I finally installed it in the ventilation grille. Surprisingly, I have a bit of
a detective 's talent; the location was perfect, and you wouldn't notice it unless you were looking closely. I quickly took out my
iPad and connected the camera. The angle was perfect; the wide-angle lens could see the entire bed and most
of the room.

With everything prepared, a near-mad, lewd drama began. Stepping out of the hotel, it
was completely dark. Several streetwalkers were already soliciting customers, and men passing by kept
glancing at the scantily clad women, searching for their targets.

I got into the car and gestured for my wife to cross the street. She hesitated, but after my repeated
encouragement, she finally walked over slowly. As she left, she added, "If you run into someone you know, just say I
'm waiting for you."

Under the streetlights, my wife, dressed in a sexy red dress, kept looking around nervously. Linlin
was definitely the most beautiful woman on the street; the other girls weren't very attractive, either
too not good-looking. Thinking about it, it made sense; why would a truly beautiful woman be here
serving these poor guys? I dialed my wife's number and asked her to turn off the sound so I could hear her
conversation .

Soon, a man in his thirties walked towards her, leering at her body.

"Beautiful lady! How much?"

My wife seemed even more nervous, her face flushing red. She slowly held up two fingers.

"Damn! That's a bit expensive! The most expensive one on this street is only 150, and there are even 100s. Can you make it cheaper?"

Linlin shook her head nervously. Clearly, 200 was her bottom line. I agreed with my wife's decision;
she was definitely worth that price on this street. The man left disappointed, but soon returned.
Obviously, my wife was the prettiest woman on the street that night, and she still held a great attraction for him.

"200 for oral sex?"

"Sure."

"Okay! 200 it is. Where is it?"

My wife pointed to a small hotel across the street. The man nodded with satisfaction, and the two walked into
the hotel arm in arm. I quickly turned on my iPad. Luckily, the distance wasn't far, and the signal was strong.

In the video, the door opened, and the two walked into the room one after the other. As soon as the door closed, the man
couldn't wait to grab Linlin from behind, his hands tightly gripping my wife's two round breasts.

"What's the rush! Go wash up!"

"What's there to wash? Let's get straight to it!"

The man quickly stripped off his clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, spread his legs, revealing his semi-erect penis.

"Come on! Give me a few blowjobs first. Didn't you say you'd do oral sex?"

His wife looked helpless. She took a wet wipe from her bag and carefully wiped his penis
and glans. Once she was sure it was clean, she knelt between his legs, opened her sexy mouth, and
took his entire glans inside. Then, his penis slowly entered her mouth.

Linlin slowly raised her head, and the man's penis was slowly spat out, then she slowly lowered
her head and swallowed it again. She gradually increased the speed of her swallowing, her sexy lips rubbing perfectly
against every sensitive cell of his penis.

Under the dual stimulation of sight and touch, his penis became increasingly engorged, quickly growing thicker in Linlin's mouth
. Perhaps because of the intense pleasure, he groaned incessantly, and his wife swallowed even more vigorously. Suddenly,
he grabbed his wife's head, stopping her from continuing.

"Stop! Don't move! You're a really good blowjob, you slut. I almost came. But shooting in your mouth
doesn't count!"

Linlin was forced to stop. As she stood up, the man's penis was already hard and erect
. Perhaps because I wasn't there, or perhaps Linlin was already in character, she proactively unzipped
her dress. As the shoulder straps slipped down, the entire dress gently floated to the ground.

Seeing his wife's alluring figure, the man excitedly grabbed her half-naked body, unhooked her
bra , and buried his face between her exposed breasts, kissing her incessantly. Linlin was
aroused by this man, her hands clutching his head, trembling, her breathing rapid.

"Let me lie down, okay? Do whatever you want."

Perhaps because this was her first time having sex with someone else outside of my presence, she seemed relaxed and natural.
Linlin lay comfortably on the bed, her legs spread wide, her hands casually resting on her lower abdomen, like a
female dog in heat, waiting for the man's massive member to penetrate her.

Just as the man pounced on her, ready to mount her, Linlin seemed to remember something. She suddenly lifted
her upper body, gently placing one hand on his chest to stop his next move. Then she
took and handed it to him.

Thankfully, Linlin hadn't forgotten about safety. But the man didn't reach for it; instead,
he touched his wife's firm breasts.

"You help me put it on,"

Linlin didn't object. She took out the condom, placed it on the tip of his penis, and then slowly
began to it down. Although I couldn't see how well the condom was on, seeing the man's enjoyment made me
a little jealous. Linlin and I have been together for so many years, and we've used countless condoms, but I've never
experienced anything like this before. I definitely need to experience it properly when I get back.

When he mounted her again, Linlin no longer resisted; instead, she readily complied, bending her legs and
gently raising her knees to align her vulva with his thrusting penis. Her delicate hands gently grasped
his shaft, guiding it towards her eager, lustful opening. Only after he had successfully inserted his entire length did she slowly relax,
letting a hungry penis pound wildly inside her. Although I couldn't see the subtle
changes in my wife's expression on the screen, I could sense that she was enjoying the process.

A client is a client after all; he didn't care much about the prostitute's feelings. There were no fancy techniques, no
extra control; he just kept thrusting wildly, frantically moving for his few seconds of pleasure. He also
occasionally uttered some vulgarities, such as "slut" and "whore." I thought Linlin would be disgusted,
but to my surprise, she didn't object; instead, she muttered something softly. Since my wife's phone was in
her bag, I couldn't hear her very well, so I turned up the volume on my headphones.

"...I'm...a slut...I'm a whore......ah...ah...I'm...the bitch...for
...you men...to...release your lust...bitch...fuck me, fuck me hard...
fuck me...fuck me...fuck me to death...ah...!"

My wife's words excited me to the extreme, and my hand involuntarily reached into my pants and slowly masturbated
. But what was even more exciting was the man, who knelt between my wife's legs like a wolfhound, his hands
tightly gripping Linlin's breasts. Although I couldn't see clearly, I could feel his fingers
digging deep into my wife's flesh, and at the same time, he increased the speed of his thrusts, each time making my wife
twist , her brows furrowed as she moaned repeatedly. I didn't know if it was because she was enjoying being fucked or because she was being pinched in pain.

The man didn't seem to care about ejaculating; with such unrestrained fucking, no one could last long.
Soon, he straightened his body, shuddered a few times, and ejaculated.

A still-erect penis slowly withdrew from his wife's wet, throbbing vagina.
The man gently removed the condom; his scrotum was already full of thick semen. He
waved the condom in front of his still-satisfied wife, looking at her with satisfaction.

"You're such a slut, you really had a good time. Looks like you haven't had enough, have you?
How about I add some money and fuck you again? But it would be even better if it were cheaper."

"Well... then add another hundred, but this time I want you to lie down, I'll take the initiative, okay?"

It seems his wife was truly born a slut, sexy, wanton, and wanton.

He lay relaxed on the bed, and this time his wife knelt between his legs.
After quickly wiping away the remaining semen on his penis with a wet wipe, she took it into her mouth again. After a few swallows and thrusts, his
penis proudly rose again. After his wife put a condom on him, she straddled his body with her legs spread apart,
guided his penis to her vagina with her small hands, and slowly sat down. His thick penis gradually
disappeared into her juicy, secret place. They both let out a deep groan almost simultaneously.

Linlin placed her hands on his chest and moved her hips back and forth like riding a horse, ensuring his penis was pressed tightly
against the deepest part of her vagina, rubbing back and forth incessantly. This was Linlin's signature move, often driving men to
ecstasy and making her orgasm easily.

Linlin's movements became faster and smoother, the speed gradually increasing. The man beneath her closed
his eyes, panting heavily, seemingly finding this method of hers to give him the greatest stimulation.

Having already engaged in a passionate encounter, his wife quickly responded, her movements slowing slightly.
Come on, until she completely stopped. She bit her red lips, closed her eyes slightly, and
her hands, which were holding the man, trembled stiffly. With a long moan, she climaxed and collapsed weakly onto the man.

The man was clearly not satisfied with his wife's stopping; he was in the middle of it all and couldn't allow her to stop.
So he went from passive to active, holding his wife tightly, his huge penis
thrusting , each thrust seemingly lifting her body.

A woman is often most sensitive during orgasm; continuing to have sex with her at this time would
amplify her pleasure infinitely, even causing her to lose consciousness. The man, having already ejaculated once,
was less sensitive, and after being serviced by his wife for a while, his strength had recovered considerably. Now, when he unleashed his fury, he
was incredibly fierce.

His wife screamed, moaned, and begged for mercy; one could almost hear her soft sobs. Instead of showing any tenderness,
the man 's animalistic instincts were aroused, and his movements became even more vigorous and forceful.
I could clearly hear the rhythmic creaking of the bed and the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh through my headphones.

My wife was limp on top of him, held tightly in his arms, powerless to resist, letting him relentlessly
pound into her overflowing vagina. All she could do was scream and moan, and cry incessantly.

The man went on wildly for about ten minutes, finally ejaculating a thick stream of semen for the second time. He lay
flat with his wife, who was almost unconscious from being fucked, on top of him. The scene seemed to freeze for a moment.
If I hadn't been able to see the slight rise and fall of their bodies due to their breathing, I would have thought the camera was broken.

They rested for a long time before the man gently patted his wife's back. Linlin, as if she had just
woken up , climbed off him and lay casually beside him, one of her beautiful legs still straddling his body
.

The man gently moved his wife's legs aside, quickly dressed, and
handed her several hundred-yuan bills. She weakly patted the bed, gesturing for him to put them on, clearly still
recovering .

Soon, the man emerged from the hotel, his face etched with satisfaction. He lit a cigarette,
took a deep drag, and walked towards the street corner. Watching his disappearing figure, I couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
Thankfully Linlin's first prostitution attempt was successful; she must have enjoyed it immensely. Perhaps she'd even make such
a request herself in the future.

I got out of the car, stood on the street, lit a cigarette, took a few deep drags, and then tossed it at the ground,
crushing it with my toe before heading upstairs. I knocked on the door. The door opened quickly, and my wife stood
naked in the doorway. I hurriedly pushed her inside.

"Are you crazy? There are security cameras in the hallway."

"So what? I'm selling myself, and you don't care. Why would I care if others see me?"

For a moment, I was speechless. My wife lay down on the bed again, and I gently lay down next to her naked body
. Watching her slowly transform into a wanton woman, I held her body, which had just been violated, and
my heart raced with excitement.

"You saw everything?"

"Yes."

"Was it good?"

"Yes."

"Pervert!"

"I am a pervert. If I weren't, would you have enjoyed it so much?"

My hand naturally moved to between Linlin's legs. Her vagina, still slightly
open , was wet and overflowing with vaginal fluid. I sat up, looking at her slightly swollen vagina,
and my penis immediately became aroused. I quickly stripped off my clothes, ready to mount her, but Linlin stopped me.

"Husband, I'm so tired. Can we rest a little longer?"

"Wife, please, I can't hold back anymore. I'll be quick."

Before she finished speaking, my penis was already inside her. My only goal at that moment
was to quickly release the pent-up lust within me. I let my wife moan, scream, and beg for mercy beneath me
, relentlessly thrusting until I climaxed inside her.

Looking at my wife, her eyes glazed over from being fucked again, I felt both excited and reluctant, hoping she would come
to like this perverse way of loving me. My woman, my beloved wife, who knows
how many ? For a moment, I was confused, unsure if I should continue. But I knew I enjoyed this
thrill; it seemed to have become an indispensable spice in my life. With such a wanton wife, life would
be full of fun.

Perhaps Linlin was tired; neither of us spoke, and before we knew it, she had fallen asleep. I held her
in my arms like a cherished treasure.

When she opened her eyes, it was past ten o'clock at night. She asked if I wanted to go home or stay the night.
My suggestion was that since we'd already taken the first step, we might as well try our luck on the street again; maybe this time
we'd find someone even better.

My wife hesitated for a moment, but although she was tired, she agreed. I knew this time it wasn't just
because of me; she herself had unknowingly developed a liking for having sex with different men and experiencing
the pleasure they brought her.

Linlin quickly touched up her makeup, dressed neatly, and walked back to the streetlight across the street. I
once got into the car, watching this wanton woman who was about to sell her body again. But I never imagined
that this time my wife would suffer unimaginable humiliation. If humans could foresee the future, I would never have let
her stand there again.

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