romantic affairs

Under the night sky, the Yanning Hotel is the most dazzling pearl in this inland mountain city. Standing beneath its colorful and luxurious
lobby, one usually feels only two things: pride or humility. At this moment, I stood there, brimming with pride,
for I was about to become its next guest, taking the sightseeing elevator straight to the tenth-floor sauna for
a romantic encounter.
Before even entering, I did something no one would expect: I pulled out my phone and called my wife, who was away on a business trip,
showering her with concern and care, embodying the utmost virtues of a model husband.
Don't call me hypocritical; I think many men in the world have done similar things. Evidence can be found in the TV series "Let Love Rule," starring
Wang Zhiwen and Xu Jinglei, where Wang, before his first affair, also involuntarily
called his wife. This mentality is strange; perhaps it's a guilty conscience, or perhaps it's a
sense of guilt Of course, in my lustful state, I couldn't calmly discuss these profound theoretical questions.
The crackdown on prostitution has been very intense lately, causing many prostitutes to disappear and a large number of men seeking pleasure to fall into prostitution.
People like me, with a bit of status and respectability, are usually very wary and dare not venture into such places easily. However, even with the strictest crackdowns,
high-end establishments like the Yanning Hotel ca n't
be reached. Protecting the interests of the wealthy seems to be an unspoken agreement among many local governments. It's an open secret that sauna centers are essentially brothels, but this is only my second time actually visiting one . The first time was with a business friend who taught me the rules. This time, although I was alone, I was already a regular customer. Let me tell you about the rules here: a 300 yuan tip for the girls, a 100 yuan table fee, and 50 yuan for an extra session. This is relatively high for the local average person (that's understandable), but considering the four-star hotel's standards, the girls' looks, quality , and service, it's definitely worth the money. Everything is done in a very standardized, safe, and clean manner. This is why I couldn't resist the temptation and dared to repeatedly defy the rules. There was a slight inconvenience going in; the attendant asked me to change into a massage suit before entering. I refused, but the attendant's attitude was humble yet firm. After a brief standoff, I finally gave in. The massage suit was still shorts and a t-shirt, and I said, "It's winter, are you trying to freeze me to death?" The attendant smiled but didn't say anything. Actually, it was centrally air-conditioned inside, so it wasn't cold at all. A while later, someone else led me upstairs, and I said, "I'd like a standard room!" The room was a bit small, but it was affordable. It had a Simmons mattress, a massage bed, a color TV, and a small bedside table with an in-line telephone—everything was there, including a shower. I told the attendant, "Find me a girl from the north!" He agreed and went to get her, so I half-reclined on the bed and started watching TV out of boredom. After a while, someone brought in hot tea in a paper cup. If you were thirsty and actually went to drink the tea, you'd be in trouble; it was for the girls to use for making hot and cold drinks. After watching for a long time with no movement, I got a little impatient. I opened the door just as the waiter passed by. "Coming, coming!" he said, bowing and scraping with a smile. Sure enough, she came. The young woman had an oval face, fair skin, and looked to be in her early twenties. Her eyebrows were delicately curved and quite pretty when she smiled. As usual, she asked if I agreed to let her serve me. Here, the customer is truly God; if you don't like her , even a fairy can be returned at any time. I agreed, and she immediately became lively, saying things like, "Honey, I'm going to give you the best service, so you'll remember to come back for me next time." I said, "Okay, I'm all yours today. Let's see how make me feel good." As she undressed me and led me to the shower, she said, "Don't worry, honey, I'll make you feel good, but I won't make you come out too soon." While I was showering, she also took off her gray uniform and came in. To be honest, her face was better than her figure . She was slightly plump, and her breasts were a little saggy, but they felt soft and comfortable to hold. Her nipples weren't big or dark. I asked her where she was from, and she said Ganzhou, Jiangxi. Although she wasn't a northern girl, she was pretty and had a northern look, so I didn't mind. She then asked, "Honey, what's your surname?" I said, "Anything, just Yin (淫)! You can be Fu (妇), okay?" She chuckled and said, "Honey, you're so funny. Why don't you be Shang (上) and I be Xia (下)?" I said, "Women are liberated now, why can't you be Shang and I be Xia?" She grabbed my penis and said, "Wow, it's so big! It'll make me ecstatic." I didn't believe her and said, "I've seen other men's penises before, many bigger than mine." She said, "I can't help it if you don't believe me. I had a client who was like this." She gave me a thumbs up, meaning it was only as big as a thumb, and a playful smile appeared on her lips. While we were talking, she didn't stop. She lathered my entire body with shower gel, then rubbed it on her own breasts. She hugged me from behind, twisting her body to rub my body with her breasts. I could feel two soft, bouncy mounds of flesh moving from my back to my buttocks, then turning around and rubbing down from my chest to my penis. I thought to myself, those two big things of a woman must be very useful, it's just a pity my wife at home would never do that. Her hands also roamed over my body from time to time, most often visiting my filthy places. She even casually inserted her fingers into my anus and scrubbed it three times, not even sparing my soles and toes. I wondered why was so clean, so of course I retaliated. Whenever I had a chance, I would touch her genitals and squeeze her breasts, having a great time. After showering, she told me to turn over and lie face down on the bed, saying to start from my back. This woman's service felt , many things I had never tried before, novel and exciting. She took a small sip of hot water, stuck out a bit of her tongue, and licked down my leg from my buttocks, changing the water a few times, until she reached the soles of my feet (that's when I understood why she washed so thoroughly). She lingered on my chest for a while, the warm, soft tongue swirling around comfortably, and my penis reacted (are soles of the feet erogenous zones?). Then she pursed her lips and gave my sole a loud suck, before quickly moving on to my toes. I'd only ever heard of sucking on toes before, but experiencing it today was truly blissful. She first circled her tongue a few times, then took it all in, sucking hard like she was playing a flute. Because her mouth still contained hot water, a sudden surge of heat rushed from my toes straight to my brain. Just seeing my toes in a beautiful woman's mouth was indescribably wonderful . It was a pity she stopped after finishing my big toe, leaving me somewhat disappointed that my craving hadn't been fully satisfied. She did the same to the other side, moaning as she did so, making soft, whimpering noises like she was having an orgasm common performance tactic among prostitutes, nothing surprising. After finishing with her legs, I thought I could turn around, but instead she wanted me to stick my butt out, then plunged her head between her legs and started licking my smelly anus. I was genuinely touched.

Wow, this is something only sex slaves do in novels, and in real life, people are willing
to do it for a mere few hundred yuan. The world is so different these days!
Next, her tongue roamed my back and chest, focusing on a few
key areas besides what I'd already mentioned: my nipples, my fingers (she only sucked my thumb), and of course, my penis. She
pulled out the condom, put it in her mouth, and used her mouth to slide it down to the base of my penis.
I said, "Go get some ice for a 'hot and cold' session!" She hesitated, saying, "To be honest, we don't usually use ice in
winter . Some customers can't get hard with ice. I'll use cold water!" I didn't insist, saying,
"Okay." She got up, took a mouthful of cold water, and started stroking my penis, then changed to hot water after a while.
I'd done the "hot and cold" session before, so this time it wasn't as novel as the first time, but it was still very comfortable. This girl's
tongue skills were indeed quite impressive. In the past, I only went to prostitutes for novelty and never for those I'd had experience with. But now, for the first time, I had the urge to go back to her
.
She said, "It's okay." That meant the foreplay was over, and we could get to the main event. I said, "Okay,
lie down." She insisted, "I'll try on top first and see if you can fill my little sister up." She
squatted on top of me, holding my already hard penis, and slowly sat down. I don't know if it was because she was so wet or if
she had applied oil beforehand, but it went in smoothly with little resistance. Then she sat on top of me,
moving up and down.
Her long, beautiful hair spread out in the air, and her large breasts bounced rhythmically. I couldn't resist reaching out
to grab those bouncing little rabbits. She leaned down and laughed, "Don't be so impatient!" No, no, I found myself in a great mood
today . Although my lower body was hard, I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate, which boosted my confidence. Let's have a big battle and see who gives in.
I shifted my focus to her lower body, subtly moving a finger in a hook shape to her crotch, calculating that as she fell, her anus
would land on my finger, and I would seize the opportunity to penetrate her. Although she was happy to be trapped, she couldn't take it anymore after a few times, panting and
saying, "You should be on top!"
We changed positions, and I lifted her snow-white thighs onto my shoulders,
thrusting straight into her depths in one go. A series of vigorous thrusts made her eyes roll back, and her moans were incredibly loud. Suddenly, she grabbed me, and I asked, "What's
wrong?" She said shyly, "My little sister's 'water channel' is overflowing, can I clean it first?" I
looked down , sure enough, it was overflowing, and the sheets were soaked. I exclaimed in surprise, "Do you have
a tap ? There's so much water!" She replied, "If my little sister doesn't have enough water, my little brother will feel uncomfortable." I said, "
Perfect, I haven't really had a chance to appreciate your little sister yet."
She obligingly raised her thighs high to the sides, spreading her vulva open with her hands, saying, "Look!" Her
labia were reddish-brown, glossy and moist, suggesting she had a lot of sexual experience (which was natural), but still
quite good, without any signs of wear and tear, unlike some older women whose vulvas were as dark as rocks. I said, "Very beautiful!" She
laughed again, saying, "Is this what you call beautiful?"
After the intermission, the battle resumed. This time, she didn't raise her legs, but laid them flat. I followed her body,
lying flat, pressing my entire body against hers, chest to chest, our bodies pressed tightly together, only my
penis connected to her. This position was my favorite; it
felt like using a woman's undulating body as a bed. Instead of moving up and down, I moved back and forth, using her large breasts as a fulcrum to propel my penis
in and out —effortless and incredibly pleasurable.
She noticed my pleasure and laughed, saying, "It's more comfortable than lying on a Simmons mattress, isn't it?" I replied, "Of course
, especially for a fuller-figured woman like you. It's more comfortable lying on top of her. No wonder everyone wants a plump wife
." While the earlier part was indeed true, this position is definitely
best suited for fuller-figured women.
Unlike an inexperienced young man, I didn't just blindly thrust; I used a rhythmic pace, sometimes fast, sometimes
slow, controlling myself to avoid orgasm. To distract myself from my lower body, I talked to her while we were doing it,
and learned her name was He Xiaoli, number 45, 23 years old. I said, "You're much younger than me." She said,
"I didn't realize! I initially thought you were still a young kid!" Then she made some nonsensical, silly jokes.
Twenty minutes had passed before we knew it. She was quite surprised and said, "Honey, you last so long!" I
said, "Don't tease me. Twenty minutes is considered long? Foreigners can last for hours!"
We switched to doggy style, but I still couldn't ejaculate. I noticed the condom on my penis
was dry , meaning her vaginal fluids had dried up. I asked her, "Won't this hurt you?" She said somewhat helplessly, "
It's okay, just keep going." At this point, she probably realized how good I was and just wanted me to finish quickly.
I said, "It's okay if I can't finish, we can always extend the time." She said, "Let's not extend it!" Extending the time
wouldn't benefit her because she wouldn't get a tip.
As we were talking, sure enough, the time was up. She had no choice but to get up and call out to the waiter outside the door, "Extend the time!"
Then she stared at me blankly and said, "Honey, you're too amazing! It's been half an hour. Did you take some kind of drug?"
Other girls had said this before, and I didn't mind, saying, "I can't tell if I've taken
any need any drugs?" She said, "You're the most amazing one I've ever seen." I said, "Don't worry,
I'll come as long as you make me feel good." She said, "Aren't you satisfied yet?" I said, "Give me
another !" She said, "You have to come after you're done!" I said, "Okay."
So she bent down and took off the condom from my penis, licking and blowing it. Strangely enough, my penis
was , refusing to go down. She was tired too, and leaned against me, one hand gripping my penis and rubbing it vigorously,
while
coquettishly saying, "How else do you want me to serve you?" Actually, I wanted her to lick my anus and toes again, but I was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so I just said, "That's enough, don't rush! There's still an
hour left, plenty of time!"
"Can I give you a blowjob?" she said softly, and I could tell she was really afraid of me. Actually, that's how it is
in brothels The girls all praise you for being strong and vigorous on the surface, but secretly they can't wait to finish
. When they really encounter a tough guy, they can only beg and plead. After all, that thing is made of flesh and blood, it's also a tool for making a living, how can they be
exhausted in one go?
I chuckled to myself, intending to go with the flow, but suddenly I thought of a clever thing, so I asked her, "Do you do anal sex?
" She was confused at first, "What anal sex?" Then she realized I meant anal sex, her face turned red and she said, "No.
" Then she added, "Impossible."
I'd made this request before, and the failure rate was 100%. It was incredibly difficult to find a woman willing to do anal sex,
even . The main reason was probably that the anus wasn't a normal place for sexual intercourse, and they felt ashamed. Furthermore, anal sex only caused them
physical harm, not pleasure, so they were quite resistant. I'd basically given up, but I casually said, "With
a tip !" She said, "It's not about the tip..."
She seemed to have something she couldn't say, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "If you really want to do it, add three hundred." I was overjoyed. I'd never tried anal sex before, and now that I could finally fulfill my long-held wish, what did adding three hundred matter? I agreed
without hesitation . She wrapped a large towel around her naked body, went out to get a new condom and a bottle of oil, and when she returned, she looked at me with a hint of shyness, saying, "I've never done anal sex before, it must hurt a lot." I quickly replied, "I'll be gentle with you." She put the condom back on my penis, applied a lot of oil, then squatted down and stuffed oil into her own anus, before lying down, sticking out her white buttocks, and saying, "That's it." I was a little nervous about anal sex for the first time, and my aim was off; the head went straight into her vagina. She said, "Let me do it!" She reached her hand under her body, guided my penis to her anus, and as I thrust, she let out a soft "Ah!" I felt my penis push in layer by layer through a tightly closed opening. My previous knowledge was that only when the anus was tight did it feel spacious inside, unlike the vagina. The conclusion from this practical experience was: the opening was indeed tight, but once inside, you could still clearly feel the dense embrace of the surrounding flesh. Actually, this was an intestine, and the pleasure was even greater than that from her slightly loose vagina. My first few thrusts were slow because her intestines hadn't yet adapted to my large penis; there was some obstruction, and it was also out of consideration for her—I didn't want to tear her anus by being too rough. Later, it got faster and faster. When we masturbate , we grip the penis tightly with our hands, and it's the same with anal sex; with each thrust, I could truly feel the elasticity of her flesh. The girl's moans grew louder and louder; I didn't know if it was from pain or something else, only that she said it itched in front. Sure enough, it didn't take long before I felt an itching sensation at the tip of my penis. I knew I had reached the climax. At this point, I didn't care about the woman beneath me anymore. I grabbed her breasts with both hands and thrust hard, once, twice, three times… Finally, with a stream of semen escaping, my excitement reached its peak. I was dizzy, like a dead dog lying on the woman's back, only my lower body moving slightly to squeeze out the last few drops of semen. She was too weak to continue, only saying, "It hurts! It hurts!" The two remained huddled together in that position for a long time . I pulled out, and she quickly removed the condom from my penis and threw it in the trash can, but I still noticed several streaks of blood on it. "Are you hurt?" I asked. She grinned, her brow furrowed, and looked pained, saying, "I'm not injured . To be honest, I have hemorrhoids, and they bleed easily. Now I can't even walk. That's why I refused to do anal sex." I apologized, saying, "If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have mentioned it." She said, "I was afraid you wouldn't be able to come out , and I wanted to try what anal sex felt like." I laughed and said, "Now you know what it feels like, right?" She shook her head and said, "Anyway, I won't do it again next time." Suddenly, she put on a pitiful look and said, "I gave you my first time, so you have to take responsibility for me." I pulled her into my arms. Regardless of whether this woman had actually let me break her anus, she had at least given me many novel first-time experiences, and I felt a bit of pity for her. I said, "Then be my concubine!" She said, "I won't do it! None of you men are good." We washed ourselves, and then sat on the bed chatting. She told me about her experiences. She had indeed been a mistress in Guangdong, lost her virginity to the man's husband at 18, and was later abandoned after the affair was exposed, leaving her no choice but to become a prostitute . I'd heard these stories too many times, so I just joined in her lamentations. But the woman showed no sadness; instead, she taught me quite a few tricks of the trade in the world of pleasure, strongly recommending that I try to get a threesome with her and a girl from Northeast China next time—she guaranteed it would give me unparalleled pleasure. When I finally got dressed and went outside, the lights were already dim, and people had all hidden in dark corners, engaging in all sorts shady dealings. "Maybe next time I really will try to get a threesome with her," I thought.

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