A Day in the Life of a Male Escort

I rubbed my eyes; it was only 5 a.m. I went to bed around 2 a.m. last night—or rather, around 2 a.m. this morning. I was going to go back to sleep, but I've gotten used to waking up at this time.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I ran up the stairs to the rooftop in one go. It's winter, so it was still dark. I lay down on the floor and started doing push-ups. I used to love exercising at dusk, but I can't anymore because dusk is my busiest time.

I stayed on the rooftop for about an hour before going back to my room to sleep. Because of my job, I need to be in good physical shape, so I repeat this routine every day, no matter how late I went to bed the night before.

I'm a public relations professional. When people think of public relations, they often picture long-haired beauties in business attire, carrying folders. Unfortunately, I'm fundamentally different from that type of PR person. I work as a public relations professional at a five-star hotel's lounge. To put it nicely, public relations is basically pimping. It

was purely by chance that I got into this line of work. Five years ago, I came to this city to study. University life was so boring, so I wanted to find a part-time job to earn some extra money. One day, while making a phone call on my IC card, I found a small note stuck there that read: "Long-term recruitment of male and female public relations professionals, monthly salary 20,000." The terms were incredibly tempting, so I went. Only after I got there did I realize how naive I was. Men who went there became gigolos, and women became prostitutes. But back then, my physique wasn't very good, and I couldn't arouse a woman's desire.

The manager at the time looked at me, probably because I was decent-looking, and kept me around as an assistant.

Now, thinking back, I've been sitting here for over two years. In those two years, even the manager and the girls here have changed several times. It's precisely because of my performance in those two years that I have my current position and income. Although it's not the 20,000 yuan a month advertised, it's still very tempting.

When I woke up again, it was already past eight in the morning. I got up and left my room for the lobby. Several workers were cleaning in the lobby; we only have a brief moment of peace here in the morning.

"Brother Xie, you're awake so early," said Xiao Li, who was in charge of the day shift in the lobby.

I nodded. "Is the manager here?" "Just arrived, he's talking to Sister Zhang about something," Xiao Li said.

"Let me see yesterday's accounts

," I said. Xiao Li took out an account book from behind the counter. "Yesterday, Manager Zhang and his group broke five cups, ten yuan each. Manager Wang brought four girls out, and the two hundred yuan fee hasn't been paid yet." "Have those girls gone home?" I asked.

"They have, they're probably sleeping now," Xiao Li said.

"Consider Manager Zhang's five cups one hundred yuan, fifty is unlucky, but he's so rich, it's okay for him to pay a little more. Add twenty yuan to Manager Wang's fee per girl, and also pay him the bill he owed last time," I said.

"Okay," I nodded, then took the account book and went to the manager's office to knock on the door.

"Please come in." I pushed open the door and went in. There were two people inside, one sitting behind a desk and the other sitting on a sofa. The one sitting behind the desk was the third manager here, Manager Liu. I handed over the ledger.

"Last night, after deducting the commissions from the young ladies and gentlemen, our income was three thousand. Now, most of it has been deposited into our accounts, except for two people who still owe a few hundred." I said.

"Hmm." The manager nodded. "Thank you for your hard work. Sit down, don't stand." I also sat down on the sofa.

"Xiao Xie, you've been busier than me lately." The person sitting next to me spoke.

"I can't help it, you're charming, and your subordinates all listen to you. It's not like that here." I said.

"Hehe, don't talk nonsense." She laughed after hearing my compliment.

"No way. I'm just stating the facts." I said, placing my hand on her thigh and giving it a few hard gropes while the manager was looking at the accounts.

She was a hostess here, surnamed Zhang. She was very attractive, around 38 years old, so she looked particularly mature. Although we were both hosts, she was only in charge of those thirty-odd chickens, and she herself had risen through the ranks in the chicken industry, so she was very experienced in management.

"Haha, you two are too modest. Without you, our leisure department would have been overtaken by the other departments long ago," the manager said, putting down the accounts.

I immediately took my hand off Sister Zhang's thigh.

"By the way, Xiao Xie, could you help with Sister Zhang's matter?" the manager said.

"Oh, what is it?" I turned to look at Sister Zhang.

"A few days ago, a newcomer came here, but she hasn't officially started yet. I'm worried she might not be used to it, so I wanted you to help her out and give her some pointers," Sister Zhang said.

"Of course I'll help Sister Zhang," I said.

"Thank you in advance," Sister Zhang said with a smile, rubbing her fleshy thigh against mine a few times.

"Manager, I'll be going now," Sister Zhang said, standing up.

"I'll go take a look with you, Manager," I said.

"Okay, I'll call you again if anything comes up. By the way, Xiao Xie, let's waive Manager Wang's table fee for now," the manager said. "

Okay," I said, walking out.

As soon as I stepped out of the manager's room, Sister Zhang shoved me against the wall. Before I could say anything, her tongue was already in my mouth, swirling around. Her hands, even more skilled, swiftly slipped into my pants and grabbed my resting penis. Her fingers only flicked at the glans a few times before it became fully erect.

I didn't back down either, squeezing her round buttocks hard with both hands. Because her mouth was blocking my breathing, and I had a slight cold, I was already having difficulty breathing. If I didn't get rid of those killer red lips, I was afraid I really would die.

"Pop!" With a sound, I pulled my lips away from her aggressive kiss.

"Sister Zhang, don't get so excited," I said, but my hands remained on her buttocks.

She glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then pinched my cheek with her other hand. "You rascal, haven't come to see me for two days. Did you go see another woman?" "You're wronging me," I said.

"Hmph~ I don't think you did. Your body is more honest than you are." She said, pinching my glans hard.

Speaking of which, Sister Zhang was my mentor in this line of work. The male prostitutes here not only serve customers, but also mess around with the other women when they're free. Although I wasn't the most promiscuous, I never thought I could remain chaste after entering this place. As a result, I lost my "first time" to Sister Zhang on the very first day. At that time, Sister Zhang was already a manager here, what people called a "madam."

Back then, I was in poor health, and I only had one "special skill," but that one skill was enough to subdue Sister Zhang. Sister Zhang was known as the "Queen of Prostitutes" in our hotel; her technique was amazing, and she had countless ways to play with just her breasts. Most men would be considered impressive if they could last twenty minutes under her. But I not only lasted twenty minutes but also brought her to orgasm. So she appreciated me a lot, and with her help and my own hard work, I quickly became a manager.

"You said you needed my help, what's going on?" I asked.

"She's a new girl who came a few days ago. I heard she was raped, so her husband dumped her. Now she has to support herself and doesn't have any special skills like you, who has this one." As she spoke, she reached her hand over my penis and groped it extensively.

"Then what can I do?" I asked. Actually, I pretty much understood, but it's better for a woman to say these things.

"Didn't I just say? She's afraid to work as a prostitute for some reason. Now you're in luck. Go sleep with her and let her get used to it," Sister Zhang said, a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Okay, how can I refuse Sister Zhang's offer?" I said.

"She's in room eight now. Go ahead! Call me if anything happens," Sister Zhang said.

I nodded, and Sister Zhang led me to room eight. She pointed to the door and left. I straightened my clothes and pushed open the door.

As soon as I entered, I saw a woman sitting on the bed, lost in thought. She immediately stood up when she saw me and seemed quite nervous.

"You... is there something you need?" she asked.

I smiled and looked her over. The woman was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, quite tall, almost as tall as me. Her shoulder-length hair was dyed a rather uncoordinated golden color. She looked ordinary, but her skin was nice, and her breasts were particularly perky.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Ouyang Feifei," she whispered.

Hearing this name, I immediately thought of a character from a novel I'd read. There didn't seem to be many real people with the surname Ouyang, and most people with that surname were influential.

I looked her over again. "Take off your clothes, I don't have much time," I said, starting to undress.

"What? But..." she looked at me.

"There are no buts. Since you're here, you should know to listen to the customers. From now on, everything you need depends on the customers, so don't even think about being a chaste and virtuous woman," I said.

"I..." she stammered for a long time without saying anything, tears welling up in her eyes.

After I took off my clothes, I sat on the bed and gestured for her to sit down. She hesitated for a moment but then sat down.

Seeing her sit, I put my hand on her shoulder. "I know you're feeling down, but since you've already chosen this path, you have to keep going. You can choose not to, but have you thought about the future? If you can think of a better path to leave this industry, you can leave now." I was a little too gentle.

She didn't speak, seemingly deep in thought, her large eyes blinking. I took this opportunity to kiss her neck.

"Mmm..." she made a strange sound, unsure whether to reject or accept. I ignored what she was thinking and continued kissing her face, finally reaching her lips.

My lips gently sucked on her hot lips, but she kept her mouth closed, so my tongue could only brush her teeth back and forth. I pulled her left hand to my erect penis, and she recoiled as if electrocuted the moment we touched it. I pulled it back.

While kissing her lips, I reached inside her clothes. Her other hand immediately tried to stop me, but I stopped it halfway. Now her body was essentially under my control. Her hand gripping my penis began to stroke it up and down, and her tightly clenched teeth finally parted slightly, just enough for my tongue to slip into her mouth and mingle with hers.

Her breathing became heavy, and her saliva increased, some of it being transported to my mouth by her tongue. I tasted her slightly sweet saliva and unbuckled her belt at her waist.

Using my weight, I pinned her to the bed. Her left hand immediately left my penis, and she wrapped her arms around my neck with her right, her warm lips refusing to leave my mouth.

I undressed myself quickly, and I was just as quick to undress her, soon stripping her naked and placing her on the bed.

Women definitely look prettier naked, I thought, sizing up this "naked lamb." She covered her eyes with her hands, her legs tightly pressed together, the pubic hair in her pubic area contrasting beautifully with her fair skin. She didn't speak, patiently waiting for my domination.

I gently pressed myself against her, then opened my mouth and took her soft nipple into my mouth, gently sucking on it while my tongue rubbed against her nipple and areola.

"Mmm...mmm..." Soft moans escaped her throat, a signal of her arousal. Hearing this, I began to suckle harder, increasing the pressure on her breasts with my hands.

Her hands slowly removed from her eyes and placed them on my head. I looked up at her; her eyes were still slightly closed.

My lips left her breasts and moved directly to her crotch, beginning a new assault. I forcefully spread her legs, catching a faint, fishy odor. After a few deep sniffs, I licked her darkened labia with my tongue.

"Mmm..." She began to enjoy my oral sex, pressing my head even harder with her hands while spreading her legs even wider.

I cupped her labia with my lips, sucking on them like I was sucking on her lips, and warm breath kept escaping from her vagina. I inserted my left pinky finger, and to my surprise, her vagina immediately enveloped my finger, creating a suction effect. A warm, wet, and slippery sensation kept emanating from my finger.

"Amazing," I thought. If I had a wife like that, I'd do it several times a day. After playing with her genitals for a while, I straightened up, guiding my penis between her legs with my left hand.

Before I could even say anything, she automatically parted her legs. I used my right hand to separate her labia and thrust my penis in with a powerful movement of my hips. Like my fingers, my penis was immediately enveloped by warm, soft flesh upon insertion. A strong suction drew me in unconsciously, yet my body naturally resisted. I began thrusting effortlessly.

I knelt on the bed, my hands caressing her breasts, her legs naturally wrapped around my waist.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...ah..." Her moans turned into cries of pleasure, thankfully the room was quite soundproof.

I'd never experienced such a comfortable body before, and I thrust vigorously.

I don't know how long I thrust, but I felt an even stronger suction from my penis. At this point, I stopped resisting, and with her suction, I forcefully thrust my penis into her cervix.

"Ahhhhhh!" she screamed and then stopped moving, her legs slowly sliding off my waist.

She had climaxed, but I hadn't. After she calmed down, I tried to continue thrusting, but I discovered something strange: my penis was gripped tightly by her vagina, and I couldn't move it at all.

I pulled hard.

"Ah!" she cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

She immediately sat up, supporting herself on the bed with her hands. "I...I don't know." She tried to pull back, but it was no use; my penis felt like it was burning from the pulling.

This was the first time I'd encountered something like this in all the time we'd been here. We tried for ages but couldn't get it out.

I had no choice but to pick up my phone and call Sister Zhang.

"Hahaha~~~" Sister Zhang burst into laughter as soon as she entered.

Ouyang Feifei blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at me. I looked at Sister Zhang and smiled awkwardly.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Feifei is too nervous, so much so that it's cramping up here." Sister Zhang said, reaching out to press a few times at our connection point.

"Okay, see if it's okay now." Sister Zhang said.

I slowly moved a little and then pulled my penis out.

"Thank you." I said, then put on my clothes and ran out. I ran all the way back to my room and lay on the bed, panting heavily. My penis was covered in Ouyang Feifei's fluid, sticky and uncomfortable. I stood up, grabbed a new pair of underwear, and headed to the bathroom, intending to take a shower first.

The bathroom was a distance from my bedroom. I put my underwear in my pocket and came out. As soon as I reached the lobby, a fat man appeared before me.

"Little Xie~~" he greeted me warmly.

I looked up and saw it was Boss Song. He was a regular customer here, a frequent patron of our business. He's from Guangxi and runs a funeral supplies shop here, specializing in coffins and urns. There's a saying: "Dress in Hangzhou, live in Suzhou, eat in Guangzhou, and die in Liuzhou." Liuzhou is famous for its timber, so this guy's business has always been good. But people like him who profit from the dead will get their comeuppance sooner or later. I hope he pays back what he owes us before he gets his comeuppance.

I checked my watch; it was already past 11. I'd actually been with Ouyang Feifei for over two hours.

"Boss Song, why are you here so early today?" I said.

"Early is good, no one's competing with me for the girls. Haha," he laughed.

I chuckled a few times and then called over one of my men to take him to the back room. My penis was incredibly uncomfortable; I'd been so focused on the act that I hadn't even released my juices yet. Thinking about this made it even itchier, so I immediately ran to the bathroom.

As soon as I entered, I locked the door. This bathroom was unisex, and I didn't want anyone seeing how I changed my underwear.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" a voice rang out.

"Ah!" I jumped in surprise and turned around to see Sister Zhang standing behind me, smiling.

"Sister, don't scare me! I need to shower and change; I felt awful just now," I said.

"Who told you to be in such a hurry? Now you've made her happy, but she won't have many chances to enjoy it later.

Aren't you ruining her life?" Sister Zhang said, walking over and unbuckling my belt.

"I couldn't help it, it felt so good down there," I said.

"Oh? Better than mine?" Sister Zhang said, pulling my penis out and sucking on it.

"She can't compare to you, sister," I said, placing my hand on her head and gently swaying my hips back and forth, my penis rubbing against her tongue and teeth in her mouth.

I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure.

"I really can't believe she was raped. If I were her husband, I would never leave her side," I said.

"You wish! Didn't you see how powerful she was just now? I heard that her husband had to see a doctor to pull out because of what happened earlier. How can you save face like that? And the guy who raped her didn't get away either," Sister Zhang said, spitting out my penis.

"Then I'm lucky," I said with a smile.

She smiled and stopped talking, focusing on sucking my penis. As expected of the "King of Cocks," her soft tongue danced up and down like a dragon, making me almost forget my ancestors.

I pressed my hand hard on her head. After a while, she spat out my penis and then took off her top, revealing her full breasts.

She gave a seductive smile, then stuck out her tongue and dripped a few drops of saliva between her breasts. She then used her breasts to rub my penis between them, moving it up and down and side to side.

"Ahhh!" I couldn't help but cry out.

While rubbing my penis with her breasts, Sister Zhang licked the glans with her tongue, waves of tingling and numbness spreading from my urethra throughout my body.

"Sister, you're still so amazing," I said sincerely.

"Don't just let me give you pleasure," she said, releasing her breasts and standing up.

I immediately squatted down, grabbed the sides of her pants with both hands, and gently pulled them down. I spread her legs with both hands and began to lick her genitals vigorously with my tongue.

"Ahhhhhh!" Sister Zhang screamed.

A sour, salty liquid flowed into my mouth, which I readily accepted. Sister Zhang's legs parted slightly more. My tongue licked her vulva and anus for a while before finally penetrating her vagina, mimicking the thrusting motion of a penis.

"Mmm...mmm..." These moans stimulated my ears; my penis, which hadn't received sufficient enjoyment earlier, was now fully prepared.

I stood up and kissed her lips, my hands playing with her nipples. Besides being soft and firm, Sister Zhang's breasts had another advantage: she had three nipples. I was startled the first time we made love; there was another nipple below her left one, and it was this nipple that greatly enhanced the allure of her breasts.

She sandwiched my penis between her legs, and I gently thrust in and out. Her hands were tightly wrapped around my waist.

"Beep~~~" The phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was the manager's number. Just as I was about to answer, Sister Zhang snatched the phone away.

"Finish your business first," she said.

I smiled and turned off the phone. I aimed my penis at her vagina and thrust it in forcefully.

"Ah~~~" Accompanied by Sister Zhang's wanton moans, I began to thrust… After Sister Zhang left, I barely had the strength to walk out of the bathroom. As soon as I came out, a colleague ran over, "Brother Xie, where have you been? The manager wants to take you out to dinner." "Okay, you go ahead and get busy," I said.

I returned to my room; the new underwear I had prepared was dirty. Looks like I'll have to skip it today. I glanced at the time; it was already past noon. Once it was past noon, that was when we'd start getting busy.

"Ah," I suddenly remembered something. I'd been with two women without condoms—what a hassle! It wasn't that I was afraid of pregnancy; the women here had practically all kinds of STIs except AIDS, so I had to be careful no matter what I did.

"Xiao Xie, are you there?" The manager's voice came from outside the door. I forced myself to stand up.

"Come in, Manager." I opened the door.

"You're here, I really need your help today. That Ms. Zhao I asked last time specifically asked you to have lunch with her," the manager said.

"Okay." I knew what was going on as soon as the manager said it. There were times when we didn't have enough male escorts. When that happened, everyone from the manager to the office staff had to step in. That's how I met Ms. Zhao.

I grabbed my coat and went out with the manager, beginning the monotonous yet flavorful work…

I rubbed my eyes; it was only 5 a.m. I went to bed around 2 a.m. last night—or rather, around 2 a.m. this morning. I was going to go back to sleep, but I'm used to waking up at this time.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I ran up the stairs to the rooftop in one go. It's winter, so it was still dark. I lay down on the floor and started doing push-ups. I used to love exercising at dusk, but I can't anymore because dusk is my busiest time.

I stayed on the rooftop for about an hour before going back to my room to sleep. Because of my job, I need to be in good physical shape, so I repeat this routine every day, no matter how late I went to bed the night before.

I'm a public relations professional. When people think of public relations, they often picture long-haired beauties in business attire, carrying folders. Unfortunately, I'm fundamentally different from that type of PR person. I work as a public relations professional in the lounge of a five-star hotel. To put it nicely, being a public relations professional is basically just pimping.

It was purely by chance that I ended up in this line of work. I remember coming to this city to study five years ago. University life was so boring, so I wanted to find a part-time job to earn some extra money. One time, I was making a call on my IC card and found a small note stuck there that read: "Long-term recruitment of male and female escorts, monthly salary 20,000." The conditions were really tempting, so I went. Only after I got there did I realize how naive I was. Men who went there were male escorts, and women were prostitutes. But at that time, my physique wasn't very good, and I couldn't arouse the women's desire.

The manager at the time looked at me, probably because I was decent-looking, and kept me around as an assistant.

Now, thinking back, I've been sitting here for over two years. In those two years, even the manager and the girls have changed several times. It's precisely because of my performance over these two years that I have my current position and income. Although it's not the 20,000 yuan a month advertised, it's still very tempting.

When I woke up again, it was already past eight in the morning. I got up and went out of my room to the lobby. Several workers were cleaning in the lobby; we only have a brief moment of peace here in the morning.

"Brother Xie, you're up so early," said Xiao Li, who was in charge of the day shift in the lobby.

I nodded. "Has the manager arrived?" "Just arrived, and he's talking to Sister Zhang about something," Xiao Li said.

"Let me see yesterday's accounts," I said.

Xiao Li took out an account book from behind the counter. "Yesterday, Manager Zhang and his team broke five cups, ten yuan each. Manager Wang brought four girls out, and the two hundred yuan fee hasn't been paid yet." "Have those girls gone home?" I asked.

"They have, they're probably sleeping now," Xiao Li said.

"Manager Zhang's five cups should be counted as one hundred yuan. Fifty is an unlucky number, but he's rich, so it's okay for him to pay a little more. Add twenty yuan to Manager Wang's fee for each girl, and also send him the bill for what he owed last time," I said.

"Okay," I nodded, then took the account book and went to the manager's office to knock on the door.

"Come in," I pushed the door open and went in. There were two people inside, one sitting behind a desk, and the other sitting on a sofa. The one sitting behind the desk was the third manager here, Manager Liu. I handed him the account book.

"Last night, after deducting the commissions from the ladies and gentlemen, our income was three thousand. Most of it has been deposited into our accounts, except for two people who are still owed a few hundred," I said.

"Hmm," the manager nodded. "Thank you for your hard work. Sit down, don't stand." I sat down on the sofa.

"Xiao Xie, you've been busier than me lately," the person sitting next to me said. "

I can't help it, you're charming, everyone under you listens. It's not like that here," I said.

"Hehe, don't talk nonsense," she laughed after my compliment.

"No way. I'm just stating the facts." I said, placing my hand on her thigh and giving it a few hard gropes while the manager was looking at the accounts.

She was a hostess here, surnamed Zhang. She was very attractive, around 38 years old, so she looked particularly mature. Although we were both in public relations, she was only in charge of those thirty-odd chickens, and she herself had risen through the ranks in the chicken industry, so she was very experienced in management.

"Haha, you two are too modest. Without you, our leisure department would have been overtaken by other departments long ago," the manager said, putting down the ledger.

I immediately took my hand off Sister Zhang's thigh.

"By the way, Xiao Xie, could you help with Sister Zhang's matter?" the manager said.

"Oh, what is it?" I turned to look at Sister Zhang.

"A few days ago, a newbie came here, and she hasn't officially started working yet. I'm worried that she won't be able to adapt well at the beginning, so I wanted you to help guide her first," Sister Zhang said.

"Of course I'll help with Sister Zhang's matter," I said.

"Thank you in advance," Sister Zhang said with a smile, rubbing her fleshy thigh against mine a few times.

"Manager, I'll be going now," Sister Zhang said, standing up.

"I'll go with you to take a look, Manager," I said.

"Okay, I'll call you again if anything comes up. By the way, Xiao Xie, let's waive Manager Wang's table fee for now," the manager said.

"Okay," I said, walking out.

As soon as I stepped out of the manager's room, Sister Zhang pushed me against the wall. Before I could say anything, her tongue was already in my mouth, stirring it around. Her hands were even more skilled, quickly reaching into my pants and grabbing my resting penis. Her fingers only played with my glans a few times before my penis became fully erect.

I didn't back down either, squeezing her round buttocks hard with both hands. Because her mouth was blocking my breathing, and I had a bit of a cold, I was already having trouble breathing. If I didn't get rid of those killer red lips, I was afraid I really would die.

"Pop!" I pulled my lips away from her aggressive kiss.

"Sister Zhang, don't get so excited," I said, but my hands remained on her buttocks.

She looked around to make sure no one was watching, then pinched my cheek with her other hand. "You rascal, haven't come to see me for two days. Did you go see another woman?" "You're wronging me," I said.

"Hmph~ I don't think you did either. Your... you know, you're more honest than you are." She said, pinching my glans hard.

Speaking of which, Sister Zhang was kind of my mentor in this industry. The male prostitutes here not only serve the guests, but also fool around with the other girls when they're free. Although I'm not the most promiscuous, I never thought I could remain chaste after entering this place. As a result, I lost my "first time" to Sister Zhang on my very first day. At that time, Sister Zhang was already a manager here, what people call a "madam".

I was in poor health back then, and I only had one "special skill"—but that was enough to subdue Sister Zhang. Sister Zhang was known as the "Queen of Prostitutes" in our hotel. Her skills were amazing; she had many ways to play with just her breasts. An average man who could stay under her for twenty minutes was considered impressive. But I not only lasted twenty minutes, but I also brought her to orgasm. So she appreciated me a lot, and with her help and my own hard work, I quickly became a supervisor.

"You said you needed my help, what's going on?" I asked.

"She's a new girl who came a few days ago. I heard she was raped, so her husband dumped her. Now she has to support herself and doesn't have any special skills like you, who have such a skill." As she spoke, she reached her hand over my penis and groped it extensively.

"What can I do?" I asked. Actually, I pretty much understood, but it's better for a woman to say these things.

"Didn't I just say that she's afraid to work as a prostitute? Now you're in luck. Go sleep with her and let her get used to it." Sister Zhang said with a hint of jealousy.

"Okay, how can I refuse Sister Zhang's request?" I said.

"She's in room eight now, go ahead! Call me if anything happens," Sister Zhang said.

I nodded, and Sister Zhang led me to room eight, pointed to the door, and then left. I straightened my clothes and pushed open the door.

As soon as I entered, I saw a woman sitting on the bed, lost in thought. When she saw me come in, she immediately stood up and seemed quite nervous.

"You... is there something you need?" she asked.

I smiled and looked her over. This woman was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, quite tall, almost as tall as me. Her shoulder-length hair was dyed a somewhat uncoordinated blonde. She looked ordinary, but her skin was good, and her breasts were particularly perky.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Ouyang Feifei," she whispered.

Hearing that name immediately reminded me of a novel I'd read; there seemed to be someone like that in real life. There didn't seem to be many people with the surname Ouyang, and those with that surname usually had a powerful background.

I looked her over again. "Take off your clothes, I don't have much time," I said, starting to undress.

"What? But…" she looked at me.

"There are no buts. Since you're here, you should know to listen to the customers. From now on, everything you need depends on the customers, so don't even think about being a chaste and virtuous woman," I said.

"I…" she stammered for a long time without saying anything, tears welling in her eyes.

After I took off my clothes, I sat on the bed and gestured for her to sit down. She hesitated for a moment but then sat down.

After she sat down, I put my hand on her shoulder. "I know you're feeling down, but since you've already chosen this path, you have to keep going. You can choose not to, but have you thought about the future? If you can think of a better path to leave this life, you can leave now." I was being a little too gentle.

She didn't say anything, seemingly deep in thought, her big eyes blinking. I took the opportunity to kiss her neck.

"Mmm..." she made a strange sound, unsure whether she was rejecting or accepting. I ignored what she was thinking and continued kissing her face, finally reaching her lips.

My lips gently sucked on her hot lips, but she kept her mouth closed, so my tongue could only brush her teeth back and forth. I pulled her left hand to my erect penis, and she recoiled as if electrocuted the moment we touched it. I pulled it back.

While kissing her lips, I reached inside her clothes. Her other hand immediately tried to stop me, but I stopped it halfway. Now her body was essentially under my control. Her hand gripping my penis began to stroke it up and down, and her tightly clenched teeth finally parted slightly, just enough for my tongue to slip into her mouth and mingle with hers.

Her breathing became heavy, and her saliva increased, some of it being transported to my mouth by her tongue. I tasted her slightly sweet saliva and unbuckled her belt at her waist.

Using my weight, I pinned her to the bed. Her left hand immediately left my penis, and she wrapped her arms around my neck with her right, her warm lips refusing to leave my mouth.

I undressed myself quickly, and I was just as quick to undress her, soon stripping her naked and placing her on the bed.

Women definitely look prettier naked, I thought, sizing up this "naked lamb." She covered her eyes with her hands, her legs tightly pressed together, the pubic hair in her pubic area contrasting beautifully with her fair skin. She didn't speak, patiently waiting for my domination.

I gently pressed myself against her, then opened my mouth and took her soft nipple into my mouth, gently sucking on it while my tongue rubbed against her nipple and areola.

"Mmm...mmm..." Soft moans escaped her throat, a signal of her arousal. Hearing this, I began to suckle harder, increasing the pressure on her breasts with my hands.

Her hands slowly removed from her eyes and placed them on my head. I looked up at her; her eyes were still slightly closed.

My lips left her breasts and moved directly to her crotch, beginning a new assault. I forcefully spread her legs, catching a faint, fishy odor. After a few deep sniffs, I licked her darkened labia with my tongue.

"Mmm..." She began to enjoy my oral sex, pressing my head even harder with her hands while spreading her legs even wider.

I cupped her labia with my lips, sucking on them like I was sucking on her lips, and warm breath kept escaping from her vagina. I inserted my left pinky finger, and to my surprise, her vagina immediately enveloped my finger, creating a suction effect. A warm, wet, and slippery sensation kept emanating from my finger.

"Amazing," I thought. If I had a wife like that, I'd do it several times a day. After playing with her genitals for a while, I straightened up, guiding my penis between her legs with my left hand.

Before I could even say anything, she automatically parted her legs. I used my right hand to separate her labia and thrust my penis in with a powerful movement of my hips. Like my fingers, my penis was immediately enveloped by warm, soft flesh upon insertion. A strong suction drew me in unconsciously, yet my body naturally resisted. I began thrusting effortlessly.

I knelt on the bed, my hands caressing her breasts, her legs naturally wrapped around my waist.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...ah..." Her moans turned into cries of pleasure, thankfully the room was quite soundproof.

I'd never experienced such a comfortable body before, and I thrust vigorously.

I don't know how long I thrust, but I felt an even stronger suction from my penis. At this point, I stopped resisting, and with her suction, I forcefully thrust my penis into her cervix.

"Ahhhhhh!" she screamed and then stopped moving, her legs slowly sliding off my waist.

She had climaxed, but I hadn't. After she calmed down, I tried to continue thrusting, but I discovered something strange: my penis was gripped tightly by her vagina, and I couldn't move it at all.

I pulled hard.

"Ah!" she cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

She immediately sat up, supporting herself on the bed with her hands. "I...I don't know." She tried to pull back, but it was no use; my penis felt like it was burning from the pulling.

This was the first time I'd encountered something like this in all the time we'd been here. We tried for ages but couldn't get it out.

I had no choice but to pick up my phone and call Sister Zhang.

"Hahaha~~~" Sister Zhang burst into laughter as soon as she entered the room.

Ouyang Feifei blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at me. I looked at Sister Zhang and smiled awkwardly.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Feifei is too nervous, so much so that it's cramping up here." Sister Zhang said, reaching out to press a few times at our connection point.

"Okay, see if it's okay now." Sister Zhang said.

I moved slowly and then pulled my penis out.

"Thank you." I said, then put on my clothes and ran out. I ran back to my room in one breath and lay on the bed, panting heavily. My penis was covered in Ouyang Feifei's fluid, sticky and uncomfortable. I stood up, picked up a new pair of underwear, and went to the bathroom, wanting to take a shower first.

The bathroom was a distance from my bedroom. I put my underwear in my pocket and came out. As soon as I entered the lobby, a fat man appeared in front of me.

"Little Xie~" he greeted me warmly.

I looked and saw it was Boss Song. He was a regular customer here, a frequent patron of our business. He was from Guangxi and ran a funeral supplies store specializing in coffins and urns. I remember a saying: "Dress in Hangzhou, live in Suzhou, eat in Guangzhou, and die in Liuzhou." Liuzhou's timber was famous, so this guy's business had always been good. However, people like him who profit from the dead would eventually get their comeuppance. I hoped he would pay back the money he owed us before he faced retribution.

I checked my watch; it was already past 11. I'd actually spent over two hours with Ouyang Feifei.

"Boss Song, why are you here so early today?" I said.

"Early is good, no one's competing with me for the girls. Haha," he laughed.

I chuckled a few times and then called over one of my men to take him to the back room. My penis was incredibly uncomfortable; I'd been so focused on the act that I hadn't even released my juices yet. Thinking about this made it even itchier, so I immediately ran to the bathroom.

As soon as I entered, I locked the door. This bathroom was unisex, and I didn't want anyone seeing how I changed my underwear.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" a voice rang out.

"Ah!" I jumped in surprise and turned around to see Sister Zhang standing behind me, smiling.

"Sister, don't scare me! I need to shower and change; I felt awful just now," I said.

"Who told you to be in such a hurry? Now you've made her happy, but she won't have many chances to enjoy it later.

Aren't you ruining her life?" Sister Zhang said, walking over and unbuckling my belt.

"I couldn't help it, it felt so good down there," I said.

"Oh? Better than mine?" Sister Zhang said, pulling my penis out and sucking on it.

"She can't compare to you, sister," I said, placing my hand on her head and gently swaying my hips back and forth, my penis rubbing against her tongue and teeth in her mouth.

I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure.

"I really can't believe she was raped. If I were her husband, I would never leave her side," I said.

"You wish! Didn't you see how powerful she was just now? I heard that her husband had to see a doctor to pull out because of what happened earlier. How can you save face like that? And the guy who raped her didn't get away either," Sister Zhang said, spitting out my penis.

"Then I'm lucky," I said with a smile.

She smiled and stopped talking, focusing on sucking my penis. As expected of the "King of Cocks," her soft tongue danced up and down like a dragon, making me almost forget my ancestors.

I pressed my hand hard on her head. After a while, she spat out my penis and then took off her top, revealing her full breasts.

She gave a seductive smile, then stuck out her tongue and dripped a few drops of saliva between her breasts. She then used her breasts to rub my penis between them, moving it up and down and side to side.

"Ahhh!" I couldn't help but cry out.

While rubbing my penis with her breasts, Sister Zhang licked the glans with her tongue, waves of tingling and numbness spreading from my urethra throughout my body.

"Sister, you're still so amazing," I said sincerely.

"Don't just let me give you pleasure," she said, releasing her breasts and standing up.

I immediately squatted down, grabbed the sides of her pants with both hands, and gently pulled them down. I spread her legs with both hands and began to lick her genitals vigorously with my tongue.

"Ahhhhhh!" Sister Zhang screamed.

A sour, salty liquid flowed into my mouth, which I readily accepted. Sister Zhang's legs parted slightly more. My tongue licked her vulva and anus for a while before finally penetrating her vagina, mimicking the thrusting motion of a penis.

"Mmm...mmm..." These moans stimulated my ears; my penis, which hadn't received sufficient enjoyment earlier, was now fully prepared.

I stood up and kissed her lips, my hands playing with her nipples. Besides being soft and firm, Sister Zhang's breasts had another advantage: she had three nipples. I was startled the first time we made love; there was another nipple below her left one, and it was this nipple that greatly enhanced the allure of her breasts.

She sandwiched my penis between her legs, and I gently thrust in and out. Her hands were tightly wrapped around my waist.

"Beep~~~" The phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was the manager's number. Just as I was about to answer, Sister Zhang snatched the phone away.

"Finish your business first," she said.

I smiled and turned off the phone. I aimed my penis at her vagina and thrust it in forcefully.

"Ah~~~" Accompanied by Sister Zhang's wanton moans, I began to thrust… After Sister Zhang left, I barely had the strength to walk out of the bathroom. As soon as I came out, a colleague ran over, "Brother Xie, where have you been? The manager wants to take you out to dinner." "Okay, you go ahead and get busy," I said.

I returned to my room; the new underwear I had prepared was dirty. Looks like I'll have to skip it today. I glanced at the time; it was already past noon. Once it was past noon, that was when we'd start getting busy.

"Ah," I suddenly remembered something. I'd been with two women without condoms—what a hassle! It wasn't that I was afraid of pregnancy; the women here had practically all kinds of STIs except AIDS, so I had to be careful no matter what I did.

"Xiao Xie, are you there?" The manager's voice came from outside the door. I forced myself to stand up.

"Come in, Manager." I opened the door.

"You're here, I really need your help today. That Ms. Zhao I asked last time specifically asked you to have lunch with her," the manager said.

"Okay." I knew what was going on as soon as the manager said it. There were times when we didn't have enough male escorts. When that happened, everyone from the manager to the office staff had to step in. That's how I met Ms. Zhao.

I grabbed my coat and went out with the manager, beginning my monotonous yet flavorful work...

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