My wife took me to a brothel.

I've been with Qian for eight years. Eight years is short for married people, even those with children. But for us, it's long, since we're still dating, not married. This marathon-like relationship has led to significant differences in our understanding of love.

If one day your lover or wife tells you they want to take you to a brothel, how would you react? Would you be overjoyed? Would you remain outwardly calm, wondering what her ulterior motives are? Or would you simply refuse?

"Honey, shall I take you to a prostitute?" Qian said to me.

At that moment, I couldn't hide my fear. Why would she say something like that? Although Qian isn't someone who acts without a reason, she always plans carefully before acting, at least not without cause. I seemed to smell a conspiracy. Was she going to secretly film me and then blackmail me? But I'm a grown man; a man's...things are different from a woman's, so what threat could I possibly have? I'm confused, completely confused. My mind is a complete mess.

"Why? What are you talking about? Are you... joking?" I stammered.

"I just wanted to take you. You've never touched another woman besides me, so I'll let you touch one this time."

Such a simple reason? I didn't believe it. I absolutely refused to believe it. To be honest, over the years, apart from physical intimacy with Qian, I've never touched another woman. Of course, this doesn't mean Qian was my only girlfriend, but all our relationships were limited to holding hands. Even my first kiss was with Qian. Qian is different. She had several boyfriends before, and the relationships were all quite close. She only found her true love after meeting me, and she only gave me her virginity. Even so, I had nothing to say, after all, I love her very much. Could it be that she doesn't want me to dwell on her past? But she doesn't have to be so generous.

"If I agree, and... and actually do it, you won't hold it against me later, will you?"

"Hehe, silly, no, my wife took you there, of course I won't do that."

To be honest, I was tempted. In eight years, this was the first time something had moved me like this.

Urumqi, two-star hotel, Yuhao Xinyi.

Room number 1.

I was nervous, nothing but nervous. Looking at Qian's expression, she wasn't much better off than me.

Two inexperienced fools, actually ended up in a hotel without even realizing it. If I said it was my first time in a hotel and I was so nervous, it would only make me a laughing stock. But to say that "a couple went to a hotel to find a prostitute" is something that, if not unprecedented, is probably unheard of.

Qian and I each sat in a corner on the edge of the bed.

"What do we do? What...what do we do now..."

"We can only wait. It's so hard for you to make a phone call. I really don't know if you're even a man. You're usually so enthusiastic about watching porn and downloading videos, and you're so bold when you post online. How come you're so scared when you make a phone call to ask for a prostitute..."

I was speechless. Usually when I go to a hotel with Qian, the phone always rings non-stop before we've even settled in. "Handsome, want a massage?" "Sir, want a girl?" and so on. Why is this damn phone ringing today...it's finally ringing, haha.

"Hello?" My trembling voice rang out, startling even myself. Qian was sitting next to me, winking at me.

"Sir, do you need a massage?"

"Sorry, no. Uh, wait...do you have...girls?" Suddenly turning around and seeing Qian's expression, I immediately changed my mind.

I heard laughter coming from the other end of the phone.

"Hehe, sir, come down and choose one yourself. The bathhouse downstairs is the place."

"Uh, no, pick me a girl up, young and pretty, quickie only." I mustered my courage and blurted it out. I was so nervous that my hand holding the phone was sweaty.

"Quickie? Heh. Okay, just a moment." Before I could even hear the dial tone, I hung up in fright.

"Pfft. Look how scared you are. Is it really necessary? You even forgot to ask the price. Just a reminder, you can't pay by card when you call a girl. Okay, I'll go out first. If she agrees when she comes, give me a one-ring call, and I'll come knocking." With that, Qian picked up her handbag and pushed open the door.

I was left alone in the room. I tried to calm myself down. Qian and I had agreed to a threesome. Although it sounded exciting when I thought about it, I was really nervous when it actually happened.

"Knock knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

I got up and went to open it, wrapped in a towel. My hands were trembling slightly, but I tried my best to appear mature.

The door opened.

I felt a surge of excitement. She was really good-looking. My eyes followed her down, and wow, what huge breasts! I thought lewdly. To be honest, Qian's breasts were small, and I'd always fantasized about playing with big breasts.

"So you're the one."

"Yes, sir. Are you satisfied?"

"Yes, not bad. Come in and tell me, how much?"

"800 for the night, 400 for one time."

"Okay, one time then."

"Okay, I'll call the time first."

Call the time? What's calling the time? Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to ask that.

It wasn't until she finished calling the time that I understood. It meant calling their boss to let them know.

"Um, I have a friend, an old friend of mine, who works at the Peacock Building. If you're okay with it, I can call her too. She's a woman." Although I was nervous, I managed to finish my sentence. If Qian came, I could relax a little. Even though I lied to this woman, saying she was also a prostitute, only I knew that my wife was coming. There was some comfort in that.

"A threesome?" To my surprise, she didn't even hesitate. "Sure, call her."

The rest was predictable.

Qian arrived, we introduced ourselves, and then the prostitute went to the bathroom. Through the frosted glass, I kept glancing inside. Although I couldn't see clearly, I could see a slender body caressing itself. She was obviously taking a shower. After she and Qian finished showering, they went to bed together.

Only then did I have a chance to properly examine this beautiful woman. Two large, papaya-like breasts, with two rosy nipples, though temporarily hidden within, clearly showed signs of arousal. Looking down from the breasts, the lower body was also attractive; curly pubic hair and a large buttocks. As I looked, my erection seemed to fill with desire.

She and Qian climbed onto the bed, one on each side, and untied my towel. Their hands began to caress my chest. I couldn't resist any longer, and my hands started to wander, grabbing and kneading her large breasts into various shapes. She began to kiss me, kissing my cheeks, slowly licking my earlobe. I could feel her breath, sweet as orchids, while her genitals rubbed against my penis. I grabbed her buttocks, pulled her onto my lap, and began to play with them. Her buttocks were loose, but undeniably large, comparable to Qian's. However, Qian's buttocks were firm and fleshy.

Although it was my first time using a prostitute, and even more so with my own wife, it wasn't my first time having sex. While I wasn't exactly known for my unerring erection, I was confident in my experience.

My desire was completely aroused; everything else was temporarily forgotten, and enjoyment was everything. I relaxed, lying flat on the bed. She started licking my breasts, while Qian sucked my penis from below. Being served by two women for the first time was amazing, incredibly amazing. My hands were constantly on her breasts; their large size gave me a unique kind of pleasure, making me very excited.

After the foreplay, she picked up her small handbag, took out a condom, and started putting it on my penis. Thankfully, although it felt good, my penis wasn't fully erect, and I didn't want her to see me as a clueless guy who got hard at the slightest touch. She sucked on my testicles with her tongue while using her hand to put the condom on my penis. It took quite a bit of effort, but she finally got it on.

"Handsome, yours... is really big, isn't it?"

she said, and then started sucking my penis through the condom.

Although it was my first time using a prostitute, I'd seen it all before. I'd heard that most prostitutes did this for hygiene reasons, so I didn't care. Although I couldn't feel her saliva or the warm, moist sensation through the condom, her lips moved, and I could feel myself leaking fluid. Since it wasn't very arousing, I figured it was fine; one more thing wouldn't hurt. I rolled over and pinned her to the bed.

Turning back, I saw Qian's half-smiling gaze beside me. I understood; she was telling me to focus on this girl. Turning around, I buried my face in her chest, writhing and breathing heavily. Meanwhile, Qian, that little girl, climbed onto my back and began licking my neck incessantly, all the way down to my anus. I knelt on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position for Qian to lick my anus. I had already taken her nipple into my mouth, sucking hard. I'd suck on the left for a while, then switch to the right. Only when both nipples were large and erect did I begin to knead them with my hands, completely satisfied.

My desire was fully aroused; my penis felt incredibly hot and needed release. I slowly rubbed my penis against her vaginal opening, then quietly took its place and thrust in forcefully. In an instant, she cried out. I began to slowly thrust in and out, rubbing. At first, her vagina felt cool, but gradually, with friction, it warmed up, becoming a little hot. Her face flushed, and I quickened my pace, probing deeper and deeper. My hands were also busy; I began exploring her tongue, shoving my entire tongue into her mouth, exploring up and down, saliva flowing freely. I was almost frantic. My penis swelled even more; I seemed to have touched her sensitive spot. While exploring her mouth with my tongue, I kneaded her erect nipples with my hands. My genitals became increasingly slippery and wet.

I kept crawling on top of her, doing aerobic exercises. And behind me, Qian kept stimulating my sensitive areas with her tongue. Seemingly having been pinned down for too long, the young lady slowly pulled her thighs out from under me, then swiftly flipped me over and pressed me onto the bed. Impatiently, she straddled me, her long fingers grasping my penis, forcefully shoving it into her vagina. I could see her lower body was already overflowing with lustful fluid. At first, she wriggled her voluptuous body up and down, but seemingly unsatisfied, she began to crawl down onto my chest, our tongues intertwined as we sucked on each other's tongues. She grabbed my hand and pressed it against her large breasts, indicating that I should knead them. Her movements changed to a back-and-forth motion, and I, in turn, used my penis to relentlessly thrust into the most sensitive part of her vagina.

In an instant, I realized… she seemed to have orgasmed. I was ashamed; although I didn't understand at the time, I knew that the young lady riding on top of me had orgasmed. Her movements became faster and faster; I was almost at my limit. Qian continued to assist, licking and sucking my sensitive spots with her tongue and lips. Quietly, she sucked on my earlobe and whispered, "Don't hold back, just let her do it. Come on, I won't blame you."

I understood that in this garden of springtime beauty, I had neglected Qian, but Qian's understanding gave me immense encouragement.

So, I rolled over again, pinning her beneath me, and with the last of my strength, I thrust hard. Her moans grew louder and louder, almost screaming. Hearing her wanton cries, my desire intensified. Qian knew I was about to ejaculate and licked my entire body even more vigorously. My breathing became rapid. I lifted her buttocks with both hands, placed her thighs on my arms, and thrust rapidly while suspended in mid-air. The room was filled with the scent of condoms and her own juices; springtime beauty couldn't be contained. The dim lighting created an alluring atmosphere. I ejaculated, almost simultaneously with her. I could even feel the condom tip filled with my sperm. And so, I lay on top of her, the woman beneath me her chest heaving, her breath coming in soft gasps. Gradually, the light dimmed until nothing could be seen, and the room fell silent, save for the lingering sounds of her panting and heartbeat… After

that incident, my relationship with Qian didn't break down; instead, it grew even closer.

She told me that no man in the world is immune to lust, no cat is immune to temptation. Perhaps the price of betrayal is too low, or perhaps the temptation isn't strong enough. But ultimately, rather than being caught doing such sordid things with your man someday, it's better to openly let him try them. She wanted her man to try everything, including this, so she could better capture his heart in the future. Of course, no one is immune to greed, and if you knew your man was so insatiable, there was no point in continuing to give to him. But then again, how could my man, Qian's man, only ever try with one woman?

I've been with Qian for eight years now. Eight years is a short time for people who are married or even have children. But for us, it's a long time, since we're still dating and not married yet. A marathon-like relationship has led to significant differences in our understanding of love.

If one day your lover or wife tells you they want to take you to a brothel, how would you react? Would you be overjoyed? Would you remain outwardly calm while secretly wondering what her intentions are? Or would you simply refuse?

"Honey, shall I take you to a prostitute?" Qian said to me.

At that moment, I couldn't hide my fear. Why would she say something like that? Although Qian isn't someone who acts without a reason, she always plans carefully before acting, at least not without cause. I seemed to smell a conspiracy. Was she going to secretly film me and then blackmail me? But I'm a grown man; a man's...things are different from a woman's, so what threat could I possibly have? I'm confused, completely confused. My mind is a complete mess.

"Why? What are you talking about? Are you...joking?" I stammered.

"I just wanted to take you. You've never touched another woman besides me, so I'll let you have a go this time."

Such a simple reason? I didn't believe it. I absolutely refused to believe it. To be honest, in all these years, apart from physical intimacy with Qian, I've never touched another woman. Of course, this doesn't mean Qian was my only girlfriend, but all our relationships were limited to holding hands. Even my first kiss was with Qian. Qian is different. She had several boyfriends before, and the relationships were all quite close. She only found her true love after meeting me, and she only gave me her virginity. Even so, I had nothing to say, after all, I love her very much. Could it be that she didn't want me to dwell on her past? But she didn't have to be so generous.

"If I agree, and... and actually do it, you won't hold it against me later, will you?"

"Hehe, silly, no, my wife is taking you, of course I won't do that."

To be honest, I was tempted. In eight years, this was the first time something had moved me like this.

Urumqi, two-star hotel, Yuhao Xinyi.

Room number [number missing].

I was filled with anxiety, nothing but anxiety. Looking at Qian's expression, she wasn't much better off than me.

Two inexperienced fools, and we'd actually ended up in a hotel without even realizing it. If we were just nervous because it was our first time in a hotel, it would only make us a laughingstock. But to say that "a couple went to a hotel to find a prostitute" would be unprecedented, if not unheard of.

Qian and I sat on the edge of the bed, each in a corner.

"What do we do? What...what do we do now…"

"I guess I'll just have to wait. It's so hard for you to even make a phone call. I don't know if you're even a man. You're usually so enthusiastic about watching porn and downloading videos, and you're so bold when you post online. How come you're so scared when you call for a prostitute..."

I was speechless. Usually, when I go to a hotel with Qian, the phone always rings non-stop before I've even settled in: "Handsome, want a massage?" "Sir, want a girl?" and so on. Why is this damn phone ringing today... finally, it's ringing, haha.

"Hello?" My voice trembled as I spoke, startling myself. Qian was sitting next to me, winking at me.

"Sir, do you need a massage?"

"Sorry, no. Uh, wait... do you have... girls?" Suddenly turning around and seeing Qian's expression, I immediately changed my mind.

I heard laughter on the other end of the line.

"Hehe, sir, come down and choose one yourself. The bathhouse downstairs is there."

"Uh, no, just pick a girl for me, young and pretty, quickie, please." I mustered my courage and blurted it out. Nervous, my hands were sweating as I gripped the phone.

"Fast food? Heh. Okay, just a moment." Before the dial tone even came, I hung up in a panic.

"Pfft. Look how scared you are. Seriously? You even forgot to ask the price. Just a reminder, you can't pay by card when you call a prostitute. Okay, I'll go out now. If she agrees when she arrives, give me a one-ring call, and I'll knock." With that, Qian picked up her handbag and left.

I was left alone in the room. I tried to calm myself. Qian and I had agreed on a threesome. Although the thought of it was exciting, actually doing it myself made me incredibly nervous.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door.

I got up, wrapped in a towel, to open it. My hands were trembling, but I tried to act mature.

The door opened.

A surge of excitement welled up inside me. She was really good-looking. My eyes followed her down...wow, huge breasts. I thought lewdly. To be honest, Qian's breasts are small, and I've always fantasized about playing with big boobs.

"So you're the one."

"Yes, sir, are you satisfied?"

"Hmm, not bad. Come in and tell me, how much?"

"800 for the night, 400 for one time."

"Okay, one time then.

"

Call the clock? What's calling the clock? Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to ask that.

It wasn't until she finished calling the clock that I understood; it meant calling their boss.

"Um, I have a friend, a former friend, who works at the Peacock Building. If you're okay with it, I can call her too. She's...a woman." Although I was very nervous, I still managed to finish my sentence. After all, if Qian came, I could relax a little. Although I lied to the woman in front of me, saying she was also a prostitute, only I knew that my wife was coming. There was some comfort in that.

"A threesome?" To my surprise, she didn't even hesitate. "Sure, call them over."

The rest was predictable.

Qian arrived, we introduced ourselves, and then the woman went to the bathroom. Through the frosted glass, I kept glancing inside. Although I couldn't see clearly, I could see a slender body caressing itself. She was clearly taking a shower. After she and Qian finished showering, they went to bed together.

Only then did I have a chance to properly examine this beauty. Two large, papaya-like breasts, two rosy nipples, though temporarily hidden within, clearly showing signs of arousal. Looking down from her breasts, her lower body was also impressive—curly pubic hair, a large buttocks. As I looked, my erection seemed to fill up.

She and Qian climbed onto the bed, one on each side, and untied my towel. Her hands began to caress my chest; I couldn't take it anymore, and my hands started to wander, grabbing and kneading her large breasts into various shapes. She started kissing me, kissing my cheeks, and slowly licking my earlobe. I could feel her breath, sweet as orchids, while her genitals rubbed against my penis. I grabbed her buttocks, pulled her onto my lap, and played with them. Her buttocks were loose, but undeniably large, comparable to Qian's. However, Qian's buttocks were firm and fleshy.

Although it was my first time using a prostitute, and even a threesome with my wife, I couldn't deny that I wasn't a virgin. While I wasn't exactly known for my unerring erection, I was confident in my experience.

My desire was completely aroused; everything else was temporarily forgotten, and enjoyment was everything. I relaxed and lay flat on the bed. She started licking my breasts, while Qian sucked on my penis from below. It was my first time being served by two women, and it felt amazing, really amazing. My hands were constantly on her breasts; their large breasts gave me a unique kind of pleasure, making me very excited.

After the foreplay, she picked up her small handbag, took out a condom, and started putting it on my penis. Thankfully, although it felt great, my penis wasn't fully erect, and I didn't want her to see that I was a clueless guy who got hard at the slightest touch. She sucked on my testicles with her tongue while using her hand to put the condom on my penis. It took quite a bit of effort, but she finally got it on.

"Handsome, yours... is really big."

She said, and then started sucking on my penis through the condom.

Although it was my first time using a prostitute, I'd seen it all before. I'd heard that most prostitutes in hotels did this for hygiene reasons. So, I naturally didn't care. Although I couldn't feel her saliva or the warm, moist sensation through the condom, her lips moved up and down, and I could already feel myself leaking fluid. Since it wasn't very arousing, I decided to let it go; it wouldn't hurt to do it this way. I rolled over and pinned her to the bed.

When I turned around, I saw Qian's half-smiling gaze beside me. I understood; she was telling me to focus on this little girl. I turned back and buried my face in her chest, writhing and breathing heavily. Meanwhile, Qian, that little girl, climbed onto my back and began licking my neck incessantly, all the way down to my anus. I knelt on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position for Qian to lick my anus. I had already taken her nipple into my mouth and was sucking on it vigorously. I would suck on the left for a while, then switch to the right. Only when both nipples were large and erect did I begin to knead them with my hands, completely satisfied.

My desire was fully aroused; my penis felt filled with a large amount of heat, needing release. I slowly rubbed my penis against the entrance of her vagina, then quietly took its place and thrust in suddenly. She cried out instantly. I began to slowly thrust in and out, rubbing. At first, her vagina felt cool, but slowly, with the friction, it began to warm up, even become hot. Her face turned red, and then I increased my speed, constantly exploring deeper. My hands were also busy; I began to explore her tongue with my tongue, stuffing my entire tongue into her mouth, exploring up and down, saliva flowing freely. I was almost frantic. My penis swelled even more; I seemed to have touched her sensitive spot. While exploring her mouth with my tongue, I continuously kneaded her erect nipples with my hands. My genitals began to become increasingly slippery and wet.

I kept crawling on top of her, doing aerobic exercises. Behind me, Qian was relentlessly stimulating my sensitive areas with her tongue. Seemingly having been pinned down for too long, she slowly pulled her thighs out from under me, then quickly flipped me over and pressed me onto the bed. Impatiently, she straddled me, her long fingers grasping my penis and forcefully thrusting it into her vagina. I could see her lower body was already overflowing with lustful fluid. At first, she moved her voluptuous body up and down, but seemingly unsatisfied, she began to crawl down onto my chest, our tongues intertwined, while she grabbed my hand and pressed it against her large breasts, indicating that I should knead them. Her movements changed to back and forth, and I added fuel to the fire by repeatedly thrusting my penis into the most sensitive part of her vagina.

In an instant, I realized… she seemed to have orgasmed. I was ashamed; although I didn't know clearly at the time, I knew that the woman riding on top of me had orgasmed. Her movements became faster and faster; I could hardly take it anymore. Qian continued her supportive work, licking and sucking my sensitive spots with her tongue and lips. Quietly, she sucked on my earlobe and whispered, "Don't hold back, just let her do it. Come on, I won't blame you."

I understood that in this garden of spring, I had neglected Qian, but her understanding gave me immense encouragement.

So, I rolled over again, pinning her beneath me, and with the last of my strength, thrust forcefully. Her moans grew louder, almost screams. Hearing her wanton cries, I felt even more aroused. Qian knew I was about to ejaculate and licked my entire body even more vigorously. My breathing became rapid. I lifted her buttocks with both hands, placing her thighs on my arms, and thrust rapidly while suspended in mid-air. The room was filled with the scent of condoms and vaginal fluids; the spring's beauty couldn't be contained. The dim lighting created an alluring atmosphere. I ejaculated, almost simultaneously with her. I could even feel the condom tip saturated with my semen. I lay on top of her, her chest heaving, her breath coming in soft gasps. Gradually, the light dimmed until nothing could be seen, and the room fell silent, save for the lingering sounds of her moans and heartbeats… After that

incident, my relationship with Qian didn't break down; instead, it grew even closer.

She told me that no man in the world is immune to lust, no cat is immune to temptation. Perhaps the price of betrayal is too low, or the temptation isn't strong enough. But ultimately, it's better to openly let your man try things than to be caught doing something sordid in the future. She wanted her man to try everything, including this, so she could better capture his heart in the future. Of course, no one is immune to greed; if you know your man is that insatiable, there's no point in making any sacrifices for him. However, how could my man, Qian, only ever be with one woman in his entire life?

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