[Urban] Beautiful Married Woman Prostitute (Complete) - 13-15

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Li Jin and her daughter left. The little girl still followed her mother around, completely unaware of what it meant for her and her family that her dear mother had made love to me in the past few hours.

"Haha, little girl, I've already fucked your mother's 'birth hole,' and your respectable old man, Ma Dayong, is a demobilized soldier, yet he has no idea that his beautiful wife is cheating on him, and that I've dug up her 'treasure trench'."

I savored the wonderful pleasure I had when I fucked Li Jin, and suddenly understood the joy of having sex with another man's wife. "Hehe, I really have to thank Director Ma for marrying his son such a beautiful and lovely wife, letting me satisfy my craving for adultery."

"No wonder so many men want to sleep with my beautiful wife. It turns out that playing with other men's wives is incredibly pleasurable. Not only is it incredibly satisfying physically and physiologically, but there's also a unique psychological satisfaction! It's indescribable! I just wonder if Grandpa felt the same pleasure of possessing someone else's wife when he was with Mom?! Haha, Mom is really something, she's even slept with Grandpa and Dad, father and son. How amazing! If I sleep with her someday, wouldn't that be three generations in one grave? Mom is really quite lewd." I thought to myself, and couldn't help but chuckle to myself.

There are already too many rumors about Mom. I estimate that she has at least two hundred lovers and lovers, thirty to fifty of whom are from our old village alone. And it's said that most of the boys in her class have had an affair with her. How many boys has she mentored over the years?

Being her student must be incredibly "sexually blissful"! Furthermore, after moving to the city, I heard that quite a few men have set their sights on her—her colleagues, my father's friends, neighbors, and even some philanderers who had harassed her on the bus. After repeated harassment, they started hooking up with her.

It seems my father's cuckoldry is truly quite severe.

However, my mother's sex drive is incredibly strong. If she were willing to become a prostitute, she would be more experienced and suitable than my wife. But I still can't figure out what kind of woman my mother is, whether she has any interest or potential in prostitution. If it were possible, I could be her pimp.

"Hehe, it's just a bit unfair to my kind-hearted father. But, if both Mom and my wife were prostitutes, I wonder who would be more attractive to the clients? Maybe Mom? She has a big butt, and her pubic hair is so thick and black. Many men like women with thick pubic hair, and she's experienced in bed. Of course, my wife would also be a favorite among men. After all, she's more than twenty years younger than Mom, and her mature figure is in no way inferior to Mom's. Her pure and innocent expression is incomparable to Mom's. Hmph, in short, in front of clients, the two are truly evenly matched."

As I was lost in thought, I suddenly looked up and thought, "Oh right, my wife's boat has reached the shore. I wonder how it went? Hehe, she slept with three men on her first client, that's quite something." Her! It seems her number of lovers will soon surpass her mother-in-law's. She'll be making a living as a prostitute from now on, which is far superior to her mother's sporadic affairs. "

At this moment, I thought of my wife and three clients getting on the boat, and my heart stirred again. Damn it, while I'm playing with other men's wives, three men are playing with my own wife. In the end, I'm the one who's losing out. But at least, I'm having sex with Li Jin for free, while those three guys have to pay for my wife! I just wonder if my mother gets any benefit from having sex with those men? She wouldn't be so stupid as to let them play with her for free, would she? If that's the case, I might as well get her into prostitution sooner rather than later. Yes, I'll find an opportunity to test her..."

I jumped onto the small boat while calculating.

The scene on the boat shocked me.

My wife lay on her back in the cabin, like a skinned frog, completely naked. Her hands were bound behind her back with her own pantyhose. Sticky semen covered her eyes, eyebrows, hairline, navel, and mouth. Her breasts were covered in claw marks and teeth marks, and her pubic hair and crotch were stained with semen. On her snow-white belly, a tattered shoe and three large penises had been drawn.

"Ah Ling, what happened?" I was stunned, forgetting to untie her. I stared blankly at the dirty tattered shoe and the several thick, glaring penises on her belly.

"Husband, you've finally come." My wife twisted her plump, white buttocks with difficulty and burst into tears, her clear eyes filled with tears.

"Tell me quickly, what happened?" I stared at her battered breasts and asked impatiently, but I smelled a burnt hair in the air.

"Honey, I...I was tricked by three perverted clients." My wife blushed, seemingly afraid to look me in the eye.

Her hair was disheveled, and her whole body looked like it was soaked in semen. She looked so pathetic, even more so than when she was gang-raped by Brother Rooster and his ten buddies in my house.

"Those guys are really ruthless...Did you...did you receive payment from them? How much did they give you?"

As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted it, feeling that I had gone too far by asking my wife about money right away.

"I...If I had received their money, would things be like this?" Sure enough, my wife pouted her still-wet lips, her bright eyes suddenly dimming with grievance. "Honey, I'm sorry, I didn't receive a single penny."

"What? You were played by three clients for so long and didn't receive a single penny? Are there any prostitutes as generous as you in this world?" The fact that my wife had been taken advantage of suddenly overshadowed my earlier joy at having taken advantage of Li Jin, and my voice rose uncontrollably.

"I've been tortured like this, and you...you don't even comfort me, but just keep blaming me. What do you mean? Is there any husband like you in the world?" My wife was also angry, looking at me with a reproachful expression.

"I...what did I do? I made you work as a prostitute, personally going out to solicit clients for you! To ensure you had good business, I didn't even go home to see my sick grandfather. How many husbands in the world would do what I did? Haven't I done enough?" I felt a surge of anger and started arguing with my wife.

"But what about you? I worked so hard to bring you clients, and you just disappeared without a trace, making me almost get a dressing down from them. I was so embarrassed. I thought you'd given up and wanted to become a respectable woman again, but I never expected you to come aboard a small boat with three men to fool around without even saying goodbye."

"Who came aboard to fool around? Explain yourself!" My wife's eyes widened in anger, her face turning pale. "I came aboard with them to work as a prostitute, and you're insulting me by saying I was fooling around with them!"

"You spent several hours on a boat with three men, but didn't take a single penny from them. What else is that but fooling around?

You say you're a prostitute, so where's your money?" I retorted. "

Is it that I didn't want to take their money? It's that they wouldn't pay me!" My wife was still trying to argue, but I was starting to suppress her.

"What's the point of playing with them if you're not paying them? And for over five hours straight! If all prostitutes in the world were as generous as you, their clients would be laughing their heads off."i=32> Seeing that my wife refused to admit her mistake, I became furious and my words grew increasingly harsh. "No wonder your hymen was broken when you were eight, and you even let some mentally challenged country man sleep with you. And all those romantic escapades in college. I think I really misjudged you before. You're a slut at heart! A whore who goes limp and opens her vagina the moment she sees a man's body! I also heard that before you even got on the ship, your body was already like molten metal, letting people touch your buttocks and breasts, and you were even giggling, like you owed men to fuck you for eight lifetimes." "You...you really called me that? Fine, I owe men to fuck me, and I love to be fucked, otherwise why would I be a whore? How about that? Are you satisfied now? Go ahead and curse me, call me your whore wife..." My wife's tears streamed down her white cheeks, mixing with the semen stains that remained on her cheeks, creating an indescribably tragic beauty.

"Hmph, I knew it all along, you're a petty man! You've always held a grudge about my broken hymen, and you've always resented my past. Poor me, I naively believed your lies of love, and inexplicably followed your terrible idea of making me a prostitute, willingly offering my young body to unknown men for your sake, to men who might be old, ugly, or pockmarked! I thought my self-sacrifice would earn you your love and pleasure, I thought you truly loved me and cherished me, just as you said, no matter how much I suffered, you would still love me! Pity me!

But now I understand, what husband would willingly let his beloved wife become a prostitute? Your only purpose in making me a prostitute was to get revenge on me, to humiliate me! To make me feel utterly ashamed! Fine, I won't be a prostitute anymore. I won't be a whore anymore, okay?"

"What? You don't want to be a whore anymore? You think I made you a prostitute to humiliate you?" "What good would it do me to humiliate you? Would you give me a bonus?" A sudden pang of heartache gripped me; my wife had truly wronged me. I genuinely wanted her to become a prostitute, hoping she would become a renowned courtesan, like Pan Jinlian, Ai Iijima, and Yang Yuying—a woman of loose morals, earning immense wealth and leaving a lasting legacy. Yet, my wife doubted my motives and even considered backing out.

It seemed there was a misunderstanding between us!

"No, the one who tied the knot must untie it. I have to make sure my wife continues down this path! How can she give up so easily? My mother might have to follow in her footsteps someday." Seeing my wife's helpless and aggrieved expression, I tried to calm myself down, saying, "Ah Ling, let's both calm down, okay? We've discussed it repeatedly about you becoming a prostitute. You're determined to be one, how can you just quit?"

"You're the one who's not calm. With your attitude, how can I dare to become a prostitute?" "If you ever try to settle scores with me later, I won't be able to handle it. All those countless clients will be enough to make you jealous and drown me in your own rage." His wife, still puffing out her breasts, said angrily, but her tone had softened somewhat.

"Fine, fine, it's my fault. I shouldn't have blamed you right away. But I swear, my determination to make you a prostitute hasn't changed, and I'll never argue with you about clients again. Think about it, if you don't become a prostitute, how will our family's dreams be realized? When will we be able to buy our own house? When will we own our own car?

When will you and Mom be free from being harassed by men on the bus? And to tell you the truth, after my doctor friend Xiao Liu examined you last time, he secretly told me that your vagina is a rare gem, born to be a prostitute. It's a real shame you're not. Think about it, even your good friend Zhao Mei is a prostitute, why can't you?" "

After all, my wife and I have almost never argued since we got married. Today was the first time. And our family's future rests on her shoulders. She has a long road ahead as a prostitute. Plus, I had an affair with Li Jin, the daughter-in-law of her boss, Director Ma, today. I feel really bad for her.

If my wife finds out about this, she'll never forgive me. She's a total jealous type. I remember once I went to see a movie all night with her friend Zhao Mei, and she wouldn't let me have sex with her for three whole days afterward. Sure enough

, as soon as I mentioned Zhao Mei, it ignited my wife's latent fighting spirit. She pouted and said, 'Hmph, what's so great about being a prostitute? If she can do it, of course I can too, and I'll only do it better than her.'

'That's right. I believe that if my wife is going to do it, she'll definitely become the best prostitute in the world.' Seeing that my wife had changed her mind, I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms. 'But, Ah Ling, you should at least tell me what exactly happened today?'" "Those three clients wouldn't pay, so why did you go on the boat with them and let them have their way with you for free?"

"You really want to hear my story? Then hurry up and untie me!" Seeing my retreat, my wife felt a little guilty. She glanced at me gently and said coquettishly, "Actually, I'm partly responsible for what happened today. It's all my fault for not having any experience as a prostitute and being too eager to prove myself."

I untied the pantyhose binding my wife's hands. My wife got up and moved around a little, and I then noticed that the words "Fuck Me" were written in big letters on her snow-white, plump buttocks!

"Honey, since you made me a prostitute, I have to act like a whore in front of them. I can't do anything if they want to write on my butt. Don't you think so?" My wife was stubborn, but her face was still red with embarrassment.

"That's right, that's right. A whore is a whore. Her hole can be penetrated by anyone. What's wrong with writing a few words on her butt? Hehe, Ah Ling, tell me quickly, how did they fuck you? I can't wait." "

Hmph, I've never seen a man so interested in his wife prostituting herself. I really don't know how your mother gave birth to a son like you. I really want her to become a prostitute and taste my flavor." My wife swung her long legs, deliberately trying to provoke me.

"Fine, one day you can try to persuade my mother and see if she wants to do this. But I'm afraid that once she goes into prostitution, your business will be slow. My mother is a great beauty loved by everyone; the clients will probably have to go to her instead of you." I also wanted to annoy my wife and deflate her ego.

"Of course I wouldn't dare compete with my mother-in-law for clients, but if the clients don't want to go to her, there's nothing I can do." My jealous wife was still going after my mother. She glanced at me and chuckled, "But seeing how much you like your mother, why don't you marry her as your concubine? Even if you two make love every night under my nose, I won't be jealous."

"Make Mom my concubine?" "That's a really good idea. I'll talk to my mom about it when I have time and see if she's willing."

Hearing such lewd words coming from my wife's mouth, my penis suddenly got hard. It seems my mom can really arouse me. I said with a grin, "But, Ah Ling, even if my mom agrees to marry me, I'm afraid my dad will have objections. In that case, you'll have to suffer and become his concubine, letting him have sex with you. That's fair and won't cause any family conflicts."

"Pah, dream on! You want to swap wives, father and son? You have the guts to have sex with your mom, but I'm too ashamed to have sex with your dad. That's incest between father-in-law and daughter-in-law." My wife pouted coquettishly, staring blankly at the distant lake.

"You're already a prostitute, and you're still so shameless? Fine, then tell me about your affairs with those three clients." I patted my wife's smooth, plump buttocks.

"Looks like I can't get away with it if I don't tell you." My wife parted her lips slightly, and with a wiggle of her hips, sat on my lap, half-shyly and half-jokingly telling me about her day.

Apparently, after I left, she had been alone in the park, anxiously waiting for the client I had brought her.

Because she had worn a very short skirt today to make things easier for the client, she hadn't expected the autumn weather to be so chilly, and she was shivering. Plus, it was her first time working with a client, and she was nervous; her whole body was trembling.

And when she gets cold, she has a habit of urinating frequently. She wanted to go to the toilet some distance away … She was afraid I'd bring clients and wouldn't be able to find her. Helpless, she had no choice but to squat in the bushes to urinate, just like Li Jin.

The first two times were fine; no one noticed.

Around noon, around the time I was seeing my mother off onto the bus, three tourists from Shandong accidentally caught my wife urinating. They were immediately captivated by her fair, pink buttocks, and seeing she was alone, they boldly surrounded her, preventing her from urinating by pulling up her skirt, and even groping her buttocks.At first, my wife was terrified and almost cried for help, but then she suddenly remembered her sacred "mission" and special identity that day, and immediately changed her mind. She simply gave them a wanton smile and, using the slang she had learned from porn movies, said shyly, "Brothers, want a hole punch? It's very cheap. If your hole isn't tight, it's free." "Really?" At this, the three burly Shandong men were overjoyed and immediately understood my wife's "identity" as a prostitute, but they offered to give her a "shotgun" (a euphemism for masturbation).

My wife had been harassed several times during the Mid-Autumn Festival and at my home, so she wasn't too afraid. After a moment's thought, she agreed, asking each of them to pay 500 yuan.

However, the three Shandong men insisted on charging a wholesale price for all three of them, totaling 1,000 yuan.

1,000 yuan was a considerable sum, and my wife was getting impatient waiting for me. She wanted to earn some "tips" before I brought in more clients, so she went along with the deal.

The Shandong men, worried about safety, suggested renting a small boat in the park and going to the water with my wife.

Since I wasn't there, my wife was somewhat flustered. She didn't want to leave the pavilion, but she was also afraid of losing these rare customers. Finally, unable to resist their persistent pleading, she reluctantly went aboard the boat.

Once on board, the three of them stripped my wife completely naked. Then, they made her undress each of them herself. My wife, blushing with shame, complied.

Finally, the three men and one woman drifted naked on the lake in a small boat.

At this point, the Shandong men weren't in a hurry to have sex with my wife. Instead, they made her sit on their laps in turns, letting them touch her breasts and buttocks. They told her dirty jokes and erotic stories, and made her hold their penises while singing songs like "Let Us Row Our Boat" and "Moon Boat." They also made her recount her scandalous history of having sex with various men.

Then, they played sexual games with my wife. First, they made her comment on the length of their penises and testicles. Then they made her spread her legs, lying down or prone, exposing her vulva and anus so they could observe and savor them. They even held my wife's soft little feet in their arms and massaged the soles of her feet with their hard penises, making my wife giggle.

During this time, they kept lighting cigarettes for my wife, watching the wisps of smoke drift from her sexy lips, causing her to cough repeatedly. Her full breasts heaved even more, making them incredibly alluring, and they vied to have her "nurture" and "feed" them.

My wife had no choice but to comply. Seeing my wife's lively and interesting nature, they lay down in the boat and had her straddle their backs, imitating a noblewoman riding a horse in the countryside. Next, my wife lay down in the cabin, allowing them to take turns riding her, to enjoy the sight of her carrying naked men, her snow-white buttocks swaying seductively.

Then, they blindfolded my wife with her underwear and made her touch their penises and testicles, trying to guess who was who. If my wife guessed correctly, that man had to perform oral sex on her for five minutes; if she guessed incorrectly, she had to perform oral sex on the other man and consume his semen.

After several rounds, both sides had their share of wins and losses. My wife ate bananas twice for each of them, while they sucked her vagina a total of five times, leaving her feeling numb all over, her crotch overflowing with vaginal fluid, and her belly filled with their semen.

But she was still filled with joy, finding it all quite interesting. It was a pleasure to sell herself; being a prostitute was really good—easy and profitable, much more lucrative and reassuring than trying to get small favors from Director Ma at the company by flirting with him.

Director Ma is a lecherous guy. He always takes the opportunity to grope her, and now it's getting worse and worse, with no scruples whatsoever. Sometimes, even without drinking, he'll rub his penis against her in broad daylight in the office. Yet, all the gifts he buys for her are paid for with public funds, causing her to suffer the scorn and gossip of many female colleagues...

At this point, the Shandong men started writing and drawing on her body. My wife felt it was inappropriate; she was afraid I would be angry if I saw it. But they ignored her, forcibly holding down her hands and feet, drawing three huge penises on her stomach, and writing the words "Fuck Me" on her buttocks.

Then, they began their long journey of fucking my wife. First, they took turns

playing the groom, "marrying" my wife, bowing to heaven and earth, entering the bridal chamber, and performing the "marital harmony" ceremony. Helpless, my wife could only act as their bride time and time again, letting them take turns inserting flowers and enjoying themselves to their heart's content.

Later, things went completely wrong. My wife didn't even know whose bride she was anymore. While she was still bowing to heaven and earth with this man, another man was having sex with her from behind, and her breasts were being ravished by another man.

For over five hours, they used every position imaginable, penetrating every orifice on my wife's body, even ejaculating into her nostrils, ears, eyes, and navel.

Of course, they penetrated my wife's vagina the most. They felt that it was a place they could penetrate endlessly. Even if their penises had just ejaculated, as soon as they approached her tender vagina, they would miraculously become erect again, displaying their prowess once more. This amazed them, and they realized that they had encountered a rare and exceptional vagina.

My wife's shy yet alluring expression and heartfelt, intoxicating moans delighted the Shandong men. After several rounds of testing and probing, they realized that my wife was just a novice prostitute, possessing the rare purity and naturalness of a respectable woman, lacking the slickness and cunning of seasoned prostitutes, and completely ignorant of the art of "refusing" clients. This

discovery fueled their intense desire to further exploit and manipulate my wife. They even went so far as to have all three of them thrust two penises into her vagina simultaneously, while another penetrated her anus. One man would penetrate her vagina, another her anus, while a third's penis would pound into her mouth, thrusting into her throat…

My poor wife had no experience dealing with clients, always yielding to their unreasonable demands, never refusing, even compromising and cooperating, letting them ravage her, rocking the small boat, splashing waves against the hull, and stirring up wave after wave of sexual frenzy!

My wife asked to go ashore several times, but they resolutely refused or coaxed her with sweet words. My wife could only play with them until she was exhausted, as the sun set.

Finally, when my wife asked them for payment, they suddenly revealed their true colors, tying her hands with her pantyhose and beginning to sexually abuse her.

They frantically gnawed at my wife's tender nipples, slapped her snow-white buttocks hard with the soles of their shoes, viciously burned her soft pubic hair with cigarette butts, and ejaculated into every orifice of her body. Finally, each of them mischievously urinated into her mouth, forcing her to swallow their semen and copious amounts of urine.

Most horrifyingly, they shoved the heels of my wife's high heels into her anus, then reached into her vagina, penetrating her uterus and kneading her ovarian walls with all their might. My wife writhed and screamed in agony, but they found pleasure in it.

Fortunately, the lake was wide open, and no one heard her cries of pleasure.

All of this continued until they left with my wife's bra, panties, and miniskirt… My wife received nothing, but instead, she was paid for a sexy outfit!

"Oh, darling, you've really suffered." After listening to my wife's complaints, I sighed deeply, unsure how to comfort her. I regretted blaming her so readily, leaving her feeling wronged.

"It's all my fault. I was too eager to get clients, wanting to surprise you. I ended up losing everything. Looks like haste makes waste. I can't take on too many men at once; I have to take it slow," my wife said, her eyes drooping as she learned her lesson.

"It's also my fault for being useless. I took so long to get you clients, leaving you waiting alone in the park. Otherwise, those guys wouldn't have had the chance." I took off my coat and covered my naked wife with it."What about the client you brought me? Is he still here?" My wife asked with concern as she swayed as she came ashore with me. Her anus was badly injured, and her buttocks swayed unnaturally as she walked.

"No, he's gone already." I said lazily, looking at my wife's pretty mouth that had been drinking men's semen and urine. "He was waiting so long to fuck you, I bet he's off to find some other prostitute to relieve his pent-up desire. I wonder which woman has been showered with his semen that should have been yours, maybe they're having a wild time right now."

"Sorry to have kept him waiting. What kind of person is he? Has he seen my picture? What does he think of me?" It seemed my wife was still worried about the client I'd brought her, and her hips wiggled instinctively.

"He's a big bearded man, tall and imposing, quite manly. But he's a lecherous bastard. After just a few glances at your picture, I think his crotch is about to burst." I held out my hand, gesturing to my wife. "I bet his penis is as thick as a child's arm."

"Wow, that's scary!" My wife tossed her hair, sticking out her tongue dramatically. "Are you deliberately trying to make him tear me apart? Don't you know how narrow my vagina is..."

"Hehe, you women's things are very elastic, especially yours. Your vagina is incredibly elastic. Three big Shandong men couldn't do anything to you, so what can a bearded man do to you? He's probably just your type." I deliberately provoked my wife.

"Pah, don't laugh at me!" My wife gently took my arm and walked towards the park entrance. "Honey, shall we come again next time?"

"Yes, of course. You've taken a commendable first step on the path of prostitution, and there's no turning back now," I replied, then briefly told her about how I'd gone to the station earlier that day to find her a client.

"So finding clients isn't easy after all," my wife seemed a little surprised, pursing her lips as she said, "What kind of client are you planning to find for me next time?"

"Next time, how about that fat pig who collects tickets at the entrance?" I glanced at the chubby gatekeeper and teased.

"Sure, as long as he pays, I'll take him, even if it's a bull, let alone a fat pig. After all, I'm a whore," my wife said playfully, revealing a row of clean, white teeth.

"Alright, little whore, where are we going now? I'm a little hungry," I said, my stomach growling.

"Honey, let's go to a restaurant. I haven't eaten a single thing since this morning, except for their penises, semen, and urine. I probably won't even have the energy to cook when we get home." My wife was also starving; her mouth was practically watering at the mention of food.

"Okay, let's go eat Chongqing hot pot." I took my wife's hand and walked towards the motorcycle parked at the park entrance.

"Yay! Great! I love Chongqing hot pot's eel dumplings and black-boned chicken the most!" My wife jumped up, almost exposing her lower body.

"Are you leaving? Having fun?" Fatty greeted us, his deadpan gaze fixed on my wife's body.

My wife was only wearing my coat, completely naked underneath. Because my coat barely covered her buttocks, her slender, white legs were completely exposed, and the swaying of her breasts was clearly visible. Even when she walked, her crescent-shaped, snow-white, bare buttocks were faintly visible from behind.

"It's alright, I'm happy." My wife was embarrassed by his gaze, smiled shyly, and quickly hid behind me to avoid his hot, lewd stare.

"Your skirt is gone again? Hehe, you're really something..." The fat pig was still relentless, following her closely and whispering. It seemed he had a deep impression of my wife.

"Mind your own business!" My wife ran past him as if fleeing, jumped onto my motorcycle, her face flushed red to her neck.

"Your skirt is gone again? What does that fat pig mean? Has my wife lost her skirt in this park before? Who did she come with..."

A huge question mark formed in my mind.

The next day, I took my wife to the park, and then went to the bus station to pick up clients for her.

But being timid and naive, I still came up empty-handed.

Every man who saw my wife's nude photos drooled over her, wishing he could immediately fuck her to death, but no one believed I was a pimp. And because of my pride, I was too embarrassed to force her, and even more embarrassed to say that she was my wife.

Finally, when I returned to the park dejectedly, my disheveled wife excitedly told me that while waiting for me, she had successfully served three groups of clients.

It turned out that shortly after I left, she had seduced a middle-aged man who had come to the park to clear his head after arguing with his wife. She went from chatting with him to passionate kissing, and finally to having sex with him. The man was slow-paced, and having just argued with his wife, he took almost two hours to finish ejaculating…

The other two young men had happened to witness my wife and the middle-aged man's intimate scene. At first, they thought they were peeping at a couple having sex and hid in the bushes, too afraid to breathe. Only after the man paid and left did they realize my wife was a prostitute, so they approached her and joined the new group.

My wife, having learned her lesson from the previous day, refused to have sex with them on the boat and insisted on having sex with them in the pavilion, which they agreed to.

And so, my wife successfully brought the three of them into the port... After several hours, her uterus and stomach were filled with semen, but she had earned over a thousand yuan from it, and even arranged to meet the two young men again next week... because they felt that after such a battle, their bodies wouldn't recover without a full week of rest and recuperation, and they wouldn't even be able to get an erection again.

This gives you an idea of how brutal and violent their physical battle with my wife must have been.

I was both happy and ashamed. Happy because my wife had really chosen the right path in prostitution; earning over a thousand yuan a day, if she persisted for a few years, we would truly become rich, with cars and houses a given. Ashamed because I hadn't been able to personally bring her any clients.

My wife sensed my thoughts and comforted me, saying, "Honey, don't blame yourself. I know it's embarrassing for you as a man to solicit customers for your wife. Besides, these things sometimes depend on luck. But you have to think positively. Who cares whether you or I find the customer? As long as someone is willing to pay for my services, it doesn't matter who brings the customer. The payment is between us."

"Thank you for understanding. You're amazing," I sincerely praised, stroking my wife's hair.

"Actually, I was incredibly nervous before I started taking clients. Without you by my side, I felt uncertain.

I was afraid of a repeat of yesterday's tragedy, and also afraid of losing the opportunity to earn money. In the end, I still decided to take clients." His wife, still basking in the excitement of earning money after her first successful encounter, showed no signs of post-client fatigue. "But while having sex with them, my heart was pounding, and I couldn't help but feel anxious.

One moment I worried I wouldn't be able to satisfy the clients, the next I worried they would break my stomach or tear my vagina. I was also afraid someone would suddenly come and call the police, and even more afraid they would deny everything afterward and refuse to pay me...""Yes, it's really not easy for a woman like you to solicit customers in broad daylight. Not only do you have to offer your body, but you're also under immense mental stress... Don't think you're scared; even I would be scared if I were there, after all, prostitution is illegal..." I smelled a strong odor of semen emanating from my wife and lovingly embraced her. "Luckily, nothing bad happened," my wife said happily. "All three of them felt that being able to have a woman like me was a blessing. Darling, don't be jealous. Let me tell you, I practically drained all their stored semen, especially that middle-aged man. He said he'd never produced so much semen in his life. So they were very generous when they paid. Here, this is 1500, all for you. Don't you think you're lucky to have such a beautiful, gentle, and good-money-making wife like me?"

"Of course it's my good fortune. But you should still keep the money in your purse. After all, this is your first payment for selling yourself. Come on, I'll take you to the mall and buy you a nice dress and a roast chicken as a reward."

I said, looking at my wife, who was beaming after serving customers.

"I knew you weren't up to any good. You bought me a dress so I could attract more customers, and you're treating me to roast chicken so I'll have more energy to serve customers. Is that right?" My wife said playfully, biting her lip.

"What a clever little vixen. You understand men's hearts even better than my mother." I smelled the strong scent of semen on my wife's breath and said, "Isn't this good?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll follow you wherever you go." My wife swayed her hips as she got on my motorcycle. Her buttocks were plump and round, and having just slept with three men, she looked incredibly sexy. Even my seasoned mother could hardly compare to her. Wherever she went, she became the focus of men's attention.

Sure enough, as we passed through the crowded mall, my wife was immediately surrounded by a group of men with ulterior motives, their dirty hands constantly reaching out to grope her plump buttocks. Three young men in plaid shirts, in particular, followed closely behind her. I suspected their large penises were practically pressed against her alluring cleft, a fact evident in their strange, ecstatic expressions.

My wife and I, though embarrassed and annoyed, also felt a sense of pride. After all, it was pleasing that she attracted so many men; being groped in this kind of situation was inevitable, so it was better to play dumb to avoid trouble.

This was the experience my mother had taught us; she had been harassed by men countless times.

I remember the first time she came to the city, my father excitedly accompanied her shopping. Her appearance immediately caused quite a stir among the men.

Her simple, lightly made-up appearance was completely different from the heavily made-up city women. Her elegant, simple country blouse couldn't conceal her firm, shapely breasts, and her full, rounded hips swayed with each step, their defined contours exuding elasticity and allure. More and more men flocked to her, countless hands roaming over her body.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she and her father argued with a thug who had reached into her underwear and groped her. Unexpectedly, the thug punched her father, knocking his glasses off, and then punched him so hard he was knocking his teeth to the ground. None of the surrounding men sided with her father; instead, they intensified their harassment of her.

Mall security guards arrived, and they all claimed that her mother was a slut, deliberately swaying her large hips to seduce men, and possibly a prostitute. The guards almost took her to the police station, but luckily her father had their marriage certificate with him, so they scolded her and let her go.

After that, my mother became much more obedient when she went out. If she encountered men harassing her again, she would never say a word, lest she get herself into trouble or cause my father to suffer. She even told my wife and me this lesson, hoping my wife would learn her lesson too… So this time, my wife and I could only turn a blind eye to the men's rudeness and let them take advantage of us.

When my wife and I finally managed to escape the men's harassment and excitedly squeezed to the clothing counter, we were both dumbfounded.

Sometime during the day, my wife's small handbag had been slashed open with a sharp blade, and all the money inside had been stolen.

"Oh no, we just encountered a thief! It was probably those three guys in the plaid shirts!"

I blurted out.

"God, it must be them. I've had another false alarm, sold myself for nothing, and lost a pretty little bag." My wife almost collapsed to the ground, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yesterday she was ravaged by three clients for free, and today she was groped by a group of people in the mall. What's worse, while she was enduring this humiliation and being taken advantage of, the money she had worked so hard to earn from prostitution was already in someone else's hands. This would be unbearable for any woman.

"Sigh, these men are so despicable. Not only did they take advantage of you, but they also stabbed you in the back, even taking your money. It's outrageous… Maybe this is fate, something we can never change."

My wife and I walked to a secluded spot outside the mall, my spirits at rock bottom.

"Honey, cheer up, okay? I swear: I'll make up for what I've lost. It's just a little over a thousand yuan. I can make up for it by taking one more client… Starting tomorrow, I'll work twice as hard."

Seeing my dejected expression, my wife comforted me.

Her words eased my mind considerably.

But the next day, our plans were still somewhat disrupted.

It turned out that Director Ma had picked up my wife in his car and taken her to the company, saying she was to have dinner, drinks, and dancing with a client, and he promised to give her a red envelope (cash gift).

Originally, my wife was prepared to continue her prostitution career with me in the park, but now that there was public funds for food and drinks, plus tips, it was easier than earning money outside, at least she wouldn't have to live like a prostitute, sneaking around and living in fear.

Besides, she didn't want to offend Director Ma, so she happily went with him.

I was bored and idle, so I picked up several biographies of famous courtesans from various dynasties, such as *Li Shishi*, *Dong Xiaowan*, *Sai Jinhua*, and *Ai Iijima*, and started reading.

Lately, I've been particularly interested in the fates and stories of prostitutes. The thought that my beautiful wife had also embarked on the path of prostitution, that her scandalous story was being read by countless people, and that someone might even write a book about her someday, filled me with complex emotions. There was a sense of shame as her husband, but also a strange pleasure. Being the husband of a beautiful prostitute—after all, not every man has the courage and luck to do so. I secretly hoped my wife would one day become a famous courtesan.

But all morning, what attracted me most was an article called "The Blood and Tears History of Chinese Military Prostitutes."

During the Japanese invasion of China around the 1940s, countless young and beautiful Chinese women, from daughters of wealthy families to girls from humble backgrounds, even female students, wives of officials, and female prisoners of war, were dragged into Japanese military camps. They were raped and gang-raped day and night by the Japanese soldiers, becoming comfort women and the despicable imperial "military prostitutes." When

the Japanese soldiers won battles, they loved to celebrate with the bodies of Chinese women, forcing them to dance naked, play the panpipes, and fire cannons. Even their military dogs and wolves got a taste of it, arbitrarily raping the beautiful Chinese comfort women, straddling their backs and inserting their crude dog penises into the sacred vaginas of the beautiful Chinese women, thrusting wildly until they ejaculated.

After their defeat, the Japanese soldiers were even more eager to vent their anger and frustration on the Chinese comfort women. These women were expected to see dozens, even hundreds, of clients a day. They were subjected to oral and anal sex, and their mouths were forced to be filled with urine and semen while their noses were pinched – the atrocities were utterly despicable.

If the Chinese women resisted even slightly, they were whipped, kicked, or even disemboweled. Some Japanese soldiers, after their acts, would insert grenades and daggers into the vaginas of the Chinese comfort women, or bring in large animals like donkeys, horses, pigs, and cattle to mate with them.

Ultimately, many women were raped and murdered. Among them were young and beautiful female students, quiet and elegant female teachers, graceful and beautiful female painters, and female singers with captivating voices; there were also wealthy women, ladies from prominent families, female relatives of captured Chinese officers, and local female guerrilla fighters…"Sigh, if we had been born in that war era, beauties like my wife and mother would surely have been forced into sexual slavery by the Japanese, to be played with and abused by their beastly soldiers. They might have been fucked by male dogs, sluts, and wild donkeys, ultimately suffering vaginal and anal fissures, not even surviving. What's hateful is that those Japanese devils don't even acknowledge this heinous history, let alone compensate or apologize to the surviving Chinese comfort women. They're utterly shameless, worse than johns." My eyes welled up with tears, feeling sorry for the tragic fate of the Chinese comfort women, yet also relieved for my wife and mother. Before I knew it, it was afternoon. My wife called, saying she couldn't come home right away; Director Ma and she were going to entertain guests until late at night.

I could hear through the receiver that she sounded like she was in a KTV room, her breathing seemed a little tense, and her tone wasn't quite right, as if she were being harassed by someone. But I was engrossed in the tragic stories of military prostitutes and comfort women, so I didn't think much of it and readily agreed.

My wife immediately blew me a kiss and hung up. Only after putting down the receiver did I realize something was wrong.

As I mentioned before, there were many rumors about my wife and Director Ma, practically the talk of the town, known to everyone. Even my mother had heard about it and had followed them several times, catching some glimpses of them being intimate, but without concrete evidence of them having sex.

My mother was very upset about this and swore to me that she would definitely help me catch these two "casual lovers" red-handed, leaving them no room to deny it.

I felt that although my mother meant well, she had gone a bit too far. She herself has been with so many men, earning the nickname "beautiful public toilet," yet she keeps such a tight rein on her daughter-in-law, not letting her taste a single wild meal. She's the type to only allow herself to light a lamp, not her daughter-in-law to set fires.

But she never dreamed that I, her son, would agree to my wife becoming a prostitute. Moreover, my wife has already been with over ten men, including "Brother Rooster," and is now in full bloom, her brothel wide open, welcoming guests from all corners of the world. In the future, her sexual history will likely be richer and more interesting than my mother's.

Unless, of course, my mother also becomes a prostitute, then the two women will be evenly matched.

But prostitution aside, I still feel uneasy about my wife's affair with Director Ma. I'd rather my wife's body be enjoyed by strangers than have her mess around with acquaintances; that would be too much for me to bear.

Director Ma is two years older than my father, and I've always considered him my closest elder. He's my wife's boss and our wedding officiant. In the past, whenever my wife and I had disagreements, he would always mediate. I even told him some of our private matters without reservation.

For example, there was a period when I read too much erotic literature and experienced premature ejaculation during sex, which upset my wife. I told him about my problem, and he taught me several methods to control ejaculation. He also helped persuade my wife to cooperate, teaching her how to pinch the base of my penis with her small hand to delay ejaculation. My wife and I tried it, and it worked wonders…

To enhance our sex life, he often lent my wife high-quality pornographic DVDs that weren't available in stores, so she could watch them with me at home. He even asked her to report back on how well they worked…

Of course, there were also a few times when he came to our house to drink and watch movies with us. At first, we felt a little awkward watching porn with him there, but we got used to it later. Sometimes, while watching, Director Ma would remark that although the actresses in the films were all sorts of stunts, their figures and faces were slightly inferior to my wife's…

“How can I compare to those actresses? Even though it's a Category III film, she's still a star.” My wife was both embarrassed and pleased by his praise. Once, she said coquettishly, “Director Ma, you're in charge of cracking down on prostitution, gambling, and drugs at the company, yet you bring us these kinds of films

. Aren't you afraid of corrupting us?” Director Ma stared at her proud breasts and said smugly, “Like a lotus rising from the mud, I'm an old revolutionary. I've been through thick and thin, and these little tricks can't fool me. I trust you two too.” "Well, she's got a good family background, isn't she? Tianfu's mother is a teacher, and Xiaotian received a very good upbringing from her. A-Ling is also known in the company for her virtuous conduct and chastity. Little brother Tianfu, you might not know this, but there are so many men in the company who want to sleep with her. If you don't believe me, go look in our company's restrooms; there are nude portraits and doggerel about her everywhere. That's not surprising, everyone loves a beautiful woman. But she's never let any man take her pants off. That's not easy, these days, which man doesn't visit prostitutes, which woman doesn't have affairs…"

"Director Ma, please stop praising me. If you keep praising me, Xiaotian will take me to heaven," the wife said, wiggling her hips and pouting.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. But, haha, I wouldn't let anyone else watch this kind of film, but you two are different... I'm your witness, you see how other women behave in bed, that makes married life more interesting, strengthens the relationship, and makes me, as the witness, feel more at ease." "

Yes, we should see more of what's out there. Times have changed, women are liberated. Ah Ling, look how bold other women are in bed, how many tricks they have, they even dare to be on camera..." At that moment, I was truly moved, and emboldened by the alcohol, I joked, "Director Ma, I've heard quite a few rumors that you and my Ah Ling are having an affair."

"Haha, we're really good together. Didn't you notice? Otherwise, why would I be her witness?"

Director Ma deliberately patted my wife's plump buttocks and said with a smile.

"No, that's not what I meant. They said... you two... have... that kind of... good..." I stammered, pointing at the screen. On the screen, a man was on top of a young woman, thrusting wildly. His large penis churned and rolled inside her, her juices flowing freely.

"Hehe, I get it. They're saying Ah Ling and I are having an affair. Do you believe it? I just said, there are plenty of men in the company who want to sleep with her. Ah Ling is so young and beautiful, would she let an old geezer like me fuck her?"

Director Ma asked me with a smile.

"No... I don't believe it... I'd rather die than believe it..." I glanced at my wife, whose face was flushed with embarrassment, and shook my head.

"Since you don't believe it, I won't waste my breath explaining! Ah Ling, what do you think of me? Do you think my penis is old?" Director Ma patted my wife's buttocks again and laughed heartily.

"How would I know if your thing is old or not? If you ask me, you men are all the same..." my wife said with a playful laugh, "Otherwise, why would you ask me such a dirty question?" "Whether

a penis is old or not, you'll only know after trying it. Haha." Director Ma and I laughed at each other.

From then on, the three of us talked more openly, and we became even more uninhibited, often joking about it. 05-10
(XIV)

In front of me, the two of them deliberately made very intimate gestures. My wife said it was to annoy me, her husband who talked nonsense. Soon after, she took it upon herself to recognize Director Ma as her "godfather".

This gave her even more reason to act coquettishly towards him in front of me, calling him "godfather" all day long. Sometimes, she would simply sit on Director Ma's lap to watch DVDs, leaving me out in the cold, and would discuss with him with great interest the length and quality of men's penises and their bedroom skills in the DVDs.

I was very happy, thinking that since they had become "father and daughter", there would be no more incestuous relations, and I didn't care about it.

Unexpectedly, I later found a lot of nude photos in my wife's handbag, and I also heard more rumors about her and Director Ma. Under my persistent questioning, my wife admitted that Director Ma had taken advantage of her for many years.

She said that over the years, she had kissed Director Ma countless times, and he had touched her breasts and buttocks. She also frequently masturbated him in dance halls or his office, making him ejaculate…

This greatly surprised me. But thinking about it, it makes sense. My mother, as my grandfather's own daughter-in-law, had an affair with him, and Director Ma and my wife only had a verbal "godparent" relationship. What couldn't they do?

But my wife still refused to admit that she had had sex with him.i=35>Then those obscene nude photos I found in her handbag, weren't they taken by Director Ma? Also, yesterday the fat gatekeeper at the park entrance said his wife had lost her skirt in the park before. Which man stripped her skirt? If not Director Ma? Who else could it be?

"In short, Director Ma probably has ill intentions towards my wife, just like many netizens predicted. Maybe right now, she's nestled in his arms, acting all coquettish." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but recall the amusing sex game I had with Director Ma's daughter-in-law, Li Jin, yesterday. "Heh, it would be fun if one day Director Ma's daughter-in-law became a prostitute like my wife."

Just then, Li Jin called me, saying that no one was home except her and her daughter, and asked if I was free.

I immediately understood, hopped on my motorcycle, and went to her house. My penis was rock hard the whole way.

"Hehe, Director Ma, you played with my wife, but I slept with your daughter-in-law. My wife is a prostitute, but your daughter-in-law is a decent lady. I got to have her, to penetrate her, so at least we're even. I just wonder what tricks you'll play with my wife today? You'll definitely have her give you a handjob, right? Damn it! I need to vent my anger on your daughter-in-law too."

When I arrived at Li Jin's house, her daughter was playing with building blocks on the sofa. Li Jin was taking a shower, the bathroom door slightly ajar. I saw her naked, washing her high, alluring breasts. The water flowed along her full, alluring curves, from her cleavage down her abdomen to her smooth, white legs and the pubic hair that partially covered her vulva.

Her pubic hair was really thick, as black and long as my mother's.

When I entered the room, Li Jin pretended not to see me, busy washing herself. Her slender, jade-like hands, lightly holding the soap, slid from her breasts to her crotch, scrubbing her slippery private parts, feigning unbearable itching.

This reminded me of how I used to peep at my mother bathing. I couldn't resist the temptation, and my penis grew even thicker and longer. I quickly ran into the bathroom, pulled down my pants, and released my penis. Wow! It was a full six inches long! Even my wife had never made me this big!

"Uncle, why is your penis so swollen? It's like my arm. Does it hurt?" Li Jin's daughter followed me in, pointing curiously at my crotch.

"Uncle, this thing swells up whenever it sees your mother. Only when it's inside your mother's vagina will the swelling go down, and it won't hurt at all; it'll even feel good." I simply waved my penis at her innocent little face.

"No wonder my dad often stuffs his penis between my mom's legs to reduce the swelling, but he's never as swollen as you. My mom is really something. I wish I had that ability too. I'd make every man in the world swell up and then make them all feel good. Uncle, do you think I have that ability?" Li Jin's daughter said with anticipation.

"Yes, you'll be even more capable than your mom in the future. As soon as a man sees you, his penis will swell up and become long and big, but when it's inserted into your vagina, the swelling will immediately go down, and it feels incredibly good." I teased the cute little girl intentionally.

"Don't talk nonsense to her, and don't even think about hitting on her. She's only seven years old. Is she more attractive to you than me?"

Li Jin wiped her thick, dark pubic hair with a towel, a little jealous.

"Hehe, my wife was deflowered when she was eight years old. Girls these days are maturing earlier and earlier."

I said with a smile. This time, without waiting for Li Jin to dry herself off, I carried her naked to bed.

Then, in front of Li Jin's daughter, I started having sex with her and her husband on their bed. While I was doing it, I looked up at their wedding photo hanging above the bed, which was a uniquely wonderful experience.

Finally, Li Jin said her husband, Dayong, was about to get off work and begged me to leave. But I made her lie on all fours like a bitch and let me have sex with her from behind, ejaculating three times before I happily kissed her goodbye and went home.

Her daughter watched the whole thing with great interest. When I got off the bed, Li Jin whispered in her daughter's ear, undoubtedly instructing her not to tell her father what she had seen that day…

Back home, around 10 PM, Director Ma and a man with puffy eyes, one on each side, helped my wife, who was dazed with drunkenness, up the stairs.

I heard their footsteps and quickly opened the door.

My wife was dressed very beautifully today. She already had a great figure; her legs were fair, smooth, and long, and her slender ankles were incredibly alluring in high heels. Her round, snow-white buttocks made it clear at a glance that she was a woman who had been through many sexual encounters, and her full, high breasts caused every man who saw her to inevitably have a very high erection.

"Ah Ling, you're home, we're leaving now..." Director Ma seemed to have something to hide, avoiding my gaze and not wanting to stay at my house any longer.

"Director Ma, come in and sit down." I said ingratiatingly, feeling a little guilty for having slept with his daughter-in-law that afternoon.

My wife smiled charmingly, drunkenly saying, "Godfather, why are you leaving so early? Don't rush off, wait until I take a shower, I want you to go shopping with me... You tore someone's panties, I want you to pay for them... And your friend is so mean, he stole someone's bra and won't give it back... I want him to pay for that too..."

"This... hehe... I'm sorry... I'll definitely pay, I'll definitely pay." The man with puffy eyes looked at me awkwardly, his face full of shame.

"I'm sorry, Ah Ling... she's drunk. You... please take care of her." Director Ma said, handing his wife to me before heading downstairs with the man with the puffy eyes, driving away as if fleeing.

I helped my wife to bed. I went to the kitchen and made her a cup of tea. When I turned around, the scene before me made my blood boil. I felt a surge of heat in my lower abdomen, and my penis swelled up with a "whoosh," pressing against my pants, making me feel uncomfortable.

My wife, her eyes half-closed in a drunken, seductive way, wearing an off-the-shoulder top and a green pencil skirt, with red high heels, walked towards me, looking incredibly alluring.

She staggered up to me, staring at my bulging pants, her fair face suddenly flushing red. She chuckled and said, "Godfather, can you help me zip up my pants? My breasts are showing. It'll be so embarrassing if my husband sees them when I get home."

Good heavens! She was really drunk, mistaking me for Director Ma!

"Okay," I nodded, my heart trembling.

My wife approached again, her back to me. The zipper of her short-sleeved top was indeed open. A large expanse of smooth, white skin was visible, but there was no sign of a bra.

"Damn it, once you become a prostitute, you really become a whore. She even had her bra ripped off, and she still wants to lie to me at home." I swallowed hard, my hand slowly reaching for the zipper, gently pulling it up.

Suddenly, my wife bent her slender waist, her buttocks thrusting back. Wow! My penis, through her tight skirt, plunged straight into her deep butt crack, pressing against her vulva.

I then realized that my wife really wasn't wearing any underwear!

I remembered that she was wearing underwear and a bra when she went out this morning. She had even specifically chosen a black lace bra and a semi-transparent pair of panties. When she was trying them on in the bathroom, I was so desperate to urinate that I opened the door without thinking, and saw her putting on those panties with my own eyes. She had only pulled her clothes up to her thighs, not yet covering her vulva, her snow-white, smooth thighs and two tender labia completely exposed to me.

My penis immediately became erect, making my pants feel tight. If I hadn't known that Director Ma was downstairs with a guest, I would have wanted to fuck her right then and there.

At that moment, my wife exuded a unique fragrance, which aroused my penis again, pressing against her vulva, making her weak and unable to stand up. She could only lean forward and fall onto the sofa.

My penis was trapped between her buttocks, causing me to fall onto her as well."Godfather, stop teasing me... I've already been fucked by you guys several times today, aren't you done yet... ?" My wife was panting heavily, but she was wiggling her round, big buttocks. "Damn it, so she really was fucked by Director Ma! Hehe, she was fucked by Director Ma and that fleshy-eyed man!" I straightened up, not knowing whether to be sad or happy, to cry or laugh.

It seemed that although my wife and I were very close and loving, she had still kept many things from me…

Just as many netizens have said, getting a woman to not lie is harder than climbing to heaven.

My wife wasn't sober; in fact, her cheeks were even redder. However, she seemed weak all over and couldn't get up. I had no choice but to carry her to the bed and impatiently lifted her skirt.

She was indeed completely naked underneath. Her vulva was wet and sticky, and her labia were still a little swollen, obviously having been thoroughly fucked.

"Ah Ling, did you enjoy being fucked today?" I asked her intentionally, seeing that she was drunk.

"Of course I did." My wife was very drunk and didn't recognize me at all. Her pair of jade-like thighs rubbed against my hand placed at the base of her thighs even more wantonly. Her eyes were full of spring, and after a while, she even took the initiative to unbutton her top, revealing her snow-white and tender cleavage.

"Godfather, you and your friends are really good at playing with women. One minute you're watering her genitals, the next you're feeding her milk..."

"Really?" My penis hardened again, and my hands moved on their own, gradually touching her thighs.

Since my wife started working as a prostitute, I've found that she seems to have a strange attraction for me, a different kind of charm compared to before. Women who have been with other men are just different.

"Godfather, you're so naughty, here we go again." My wife laughed even more wantonly, completely different from her usual self.

"Slut!" My hand deftly slipped under her skirt, sliding down her inner thighs, touching something smooth and tender, then I touched her wet vulva. I knew she was wet, and without saying a word, I slid my middle and index fingers into her jade hole, rubbing her tight, tender opening with abandon.

Before long, my wife's wetness gushed out in large quantities, flowing down her thighs and onto the floor. My wife gradually began to moan and groan, her voice filled with lustful sounds, which made me lose control. All I wanted was to thrust my penis into her wet vagina and ravage her alluring flower.

My fingers moved faster and faster; if her tender vagina weren't so small, I would have wanted to insert all five fingers at once.

She began to lose her senses, moaning incoherently, her body collapsing into my arms.

I placed my other hand in her bosom, kneading her breasts. Her breasts were snow-white and delicate, incredibly soft to the touch. The two breasts, like jade, stood erect, with slightly protruding nipples, utterly captivating.

I couldn't resist, so I bent down and buried my head in my wife's chest, sucking on those tempting pink nipples.

A few minutes later, my wife couldn't hold back any longer and hugged me, panting, "Oh... Godfather... I... can't... hold... anymore. Quick... I want it..."

"You slutty bitch! You still think I'm Director Ma! Fine, let's see how I fuck you." I picked her up, half-naked, her skirt completely soaked with her juices.

My lust was burning, and I used my hands to pull open my wife's vulva, then removed my own clothes, revealing my thick penis.

Strange! So thick, my wife's delicate hands couldn't even grasp it. Luckily she was drunk, otherwise she definitely wouldn't let me penetrate her tender hole.

I excitedly pounced on her, a wave of her fragrance filling my nostrils, so good! I thrust my hips, almost inserting my entire thick penis into her buttocks.

My wife rolled over, her breasts so firm, I quickly bent down and began to suckle. Because of my wife's snow-white and smooth skin, coupled with her seductive charm, I wanted to devour her whole.

My hands weren't idle either. One hand kneaded her full breasts, while the other caressed the base of her jade-like legs, thrusting freely. Her tight opening continuously gushed with lustful fluid, soaking a large patch of the sheets.

"Ah Ling, do you like your godfather?" I teased her intentionally.

"I love it!" My wife excitedly swayed her pink and white buttocks, her pretty face flushed, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, moaning softly. Suddenly, she reached down to my crotch and grasped my penis.

She seemed startled, but then lovingly caressed it, making me feel incredibly good. Her slender, white fingers, painted with bright red nail polish, gently gripped my thick penis, a truly beautiful sight.

After a while, she said breathlessly, "Oh, godfather, your thing is so big. I'm afraid my little hole... can't take it..."

"Don't worry, it's because you're so alluring that my cock is so thick and long, and your tender hole is so narrow, it's bound to hurt a little when it goes in, but it won't hurt anymore once you've produced more lustful fluid." I was both annoyed and amused. Without waiting for her reply, I turned around and brought my mouth and tongue to her slippery flesh, licking and probing. Her beautiful place had become the treasure trove of my dreams, which I cherished dearly.

My wife, excited, also grabbed my cock with her hands, opened her cherry-like mouth, and tried to take it in. But at this time, my penis was too big, and she could only barely take in the glans, sticking out her fragrant tongue to lick the opening of my cock, making my cock feel tingly, itchy, and numb.

I used both hands to pry open her jade hole and frantically dug and probing her lustful hole.

After a while, my wife began to moan again.

I felt my penis growing harder and harder, and I longed to penetrate her. My wife also wanted my penis to enter her tender vagina to relieve the itch. Without further ado, I turned around and pressed my penis against my wife's wet vulva. This place was now a sacred ground for countless men, who dreamed of penniless. But I could enter at will, without spending a penny.

"Ah... Godfather... I'm yours now. You're in, ouch... use a little more force..." My wife was dripping with vaginal fluid, drenched in sweat, panting, her snow-white buttocks swaying, constantly bringing her vulva closer.

I couldn't bear to torture her any longer, so I began to insert my penis into her itchy vulva. With a "whoosh," the head of my penis went in. She cried out, clinging to me tightly, her teeth clenched, unable to speak. After

a while, her vagina gradually began to tingle, and she twisted her white, tender buttocks, moving left and right, up and down, rubbing her vulva against the head of my penis to relieve the itch.

I saw her vagina begin to ache and itch, and knew it was time to insert. With a thrust of my hips, "plop," halfway in. My wife couldn't groan; I knew she was in pain, but lust made me lose all reason. I thrust again, "whoosh," hitting her cervix. Wow! There was still a little bit left. Seeing my penis stretching my wife's tender vagina tightly, my lust intensified. I grabbed my wife's slender ankles and began to thrust, the "whoosh" of penetration echoing incessantly.

My wife moaned wildly, her tender vagina constantly dripping with lustful fluid. Because my penis was too big, and my wife's vagina was too narrow, every time my penis withdrew, the delicate flesh inside her vagina would turn inside out, a truly beautiful sight.

"Godfather, I'm going to be fucked to death by you..." Listening to my wife's lewd moans, images of Director Ma on top of her, seeking pleasure, and scenes of her entertaining clients flashed before my eyes. My lust intensified, and I frantically thrust back and forth into her tender vagina, which had already been fucked many times by Director Ma and his men that day.

"Mmm, godfather, you're so amazing, even better than Xiaotian." My wife seemed to be immersed in the pleasure of incest with her "godfather," moaning even louder, the only sounds in the room being her groans and the "sizzling" of penetration.

No wonder my beautiful mother had an affair with my elderly grandfather; it turns out that women may all have incestuous tendencies, a particular fondness for men older than themselves.

Listening to my wife's lewd words, and thinking about my mother and grandfather's scandalous affair, I couldn't help but thrust even harder. Soon my wife climaxed, drenched in sweat, unable to speak.I wanted to penetrate her vagina again, but it was already swollen and I couldn't. I was puzzled. My wife's vulva hadn't swelled up after being gang-raped by ten men like Brother Rooster before, so why did it swell up after just two men taking her out with Director Ma? How exactly did they fuck her? Thinking about how my wife had slept with that old man, Director Ma, and that man with the puffy eyes during the day, I lost interest in her vulva. Suddenly, I wanted to penetrate her anus, but I was afraid she wouldn't agree, so I had to trick her.

"Ah Ling, I want to see your anus. Why is it so narrow? Can you arch your back for me to see?"

"Godfather, you're so naughty. No wonder you used to let people watch those lousy movies, you planned this all along..." My wife was a little embarrassed, her face slightly red, but she still slowly arched her back and lay on the bed.

Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, I thrust my penis into her anus. With a "whoosh," it went in halfway.

"Ouch!" My wife screamed, her buttocks trembling with pain. I didn't expect her buttocks to be so big, yet her anus was so small, so tight, it felt amazing.

"It hurts so much! Godfather!" My wife was still screaming.

Seeing her in so much pain, I thought, "Better a short pain than a long one," and with a squeeze of her thighs, "whoosh," it went in a little further, leaving two or three centimeters outside. My wife was in even more pain now, her teeth clenched, her whole body shaking violently, her anal muscles gripping my penis tightly.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die," my wife moaned. I saw her covered in fragrant sweat, her snow-white, smooth buttocks twisting up and down, her brows slightly furrowed, her cherry lips wide open. Her unusually narrow anus tightly enveloped my penis, as thick as a child's arm. I tried to pull her snow-white, pink buttocks down with both hands, but because they were covered in her vaginal fluid, they were slippery and I couldn't hold them.

I had no choice but to pull out my penis and try a different position. As soon as I pulled out, my wife climbed up her snow-white body, lowered her head to my crotch, grabbed it with both hands, and opened her bright red cherry lips to take the glans that I had just pulled out of her anus into her mouth. Her fragrant tongue licked and sucked it fiercely, making "slurping" sounds.

I knew she was doing all this because she was afraid of anal sex. Why was that? Hadn't she had anal sex with the one-eyed boy under Brother Rooster's command? She hadn't been in this much pain when she was deflowered.

I slapped my forehead, suddenly remembering that yesterday my wife had been anally penetrated by three Shandong clients using the heels of her high heels. Her anus was badly injured; no wonder she was in so much pain.

I could only enjoy her oral sex to my heart's content. At that moment, I felt a tingling sensation, and my glans relaxed, ejaculating into her mouth with a "plop plop." Seeing that I had ejaculated, my wife happily licked and kissed my penis, a wanton look on her pink face.

I saw her snow-white, pink, plump buttocks sticking up high, round and large, and I couldn't resist sliding my hand down her buttocks to her vulva, my thumb digging into her anus and my index finger into her tight, slippery vagina.

Perhaps because she had been penetrated by several men today, her vagina was noticeably wider, not as tight and narrow as before. Her labia majora and minora were also bright red, and her thick, slightly curly pubic hair was wet with vaginal fluid.

No wonder the men who had slept with her were so obsessed with her vulva; it was just too tempting. In the future, who knows how many more men will seek pleasure and live a life of debauchery here.

My wife, after my teasing touch, swayed her plump buttocks from side to side, her juices soaking my hands. Her long, alluring legs bent and straightened intermittently, her vulva tightly gripping my fingers, her cherry-like mouth sucking even harder on my limp penis, her nimble tongue licking and teasing the tip of my penis with exquisite pleasure.

I thought to myself, "My wife's charming and alluring tongue skills are truly captivating, surpassing even those Japanese porn actresses. I wonder how many men she will make ejaculate here in the future, leaving them utterly ecstatic."

Thinking this, my penis gradually grew larger and longer. My wife released the glans with a "pop," playing with and kneading it with her nail-painted hands. I gently helped her lie down on two pillows, one under her breasts and the other under her buttocks, arching her breasts and vulva, and spreading her long, firm legs.

I held my silver spear, aimed it at the small opening, and with another push, "plop," it slid into her vagina. My wife screamed, as if she was about to faint. I felt the ridge of my glans scraping against the tender flesh of her vagina as it slowly entered. Her vaginal fluid and blood flowed slowly down her perineum. But like a customer of a prostitute, I showed no mercy, and instead, I thrust forward...

That night, I was extremely tired and slept very soundly.

The next morning, my wife woke me up.

"You damn husband, get up! The sun's shining on your butt!" She was completely sober now, playfully patting my engorged penis with her fingertips.

"So you're already rushing me to find you clients again?" I said, making a face. "You really are a genius prostitute. Your cunt gets restless if no one fucks you for a day."

"So what if it's restless? You're the one who made me a prostitute. Do you think money will fall from the sky if I don't go out and get clients and just lie at home sleeping with you?" my wife said petulantly.

"Did you offer yourself to your Director Ma and his clients yesterday? A prostitute has to take any clients she can get.

" "They're both rich clients, you know. How much did they pay you?" I teased.

"You... how can you say such nonsense? Director Ma is my godfather... how could I take his money and sleep with him..."

My wife blushed to her neck. Obviously, she was a little guilty, but she didn't know that she had already revealed the secret to me when she was drunk last night.

"Alright, I guess I jinxed it." "I didn't want to reveal the truth, so I got up, put on my clothes, ate with her, and then took her to the park.

That day, thank God, everything went smoothly; I managed to pick up two tourists from Hainan from the station.

The moment they saw my wife's nude photos, their legs went weak, but their groins became hard. Because prostitution is rampant in Hainan, they believed that a woman like my wife was entirely capable of selling herself for money. Without a word, they took a taxi with me into the park.

Just yesterday, in the pavilion where Li Jin and I had our trysts, my wife spread her snow-white legs to greet them.

The two Hainan clients saw my wife..." The man was indeed incredibly beautiful, and I was overjoyed. I raised my penis and they pounced on my wife. They took turns, sometimes one after the other, sometimes like two snakes entering a cave, reveling in wild abandon, thrusting and pounding until my beautiful wife moaned repeatedly.

Although these two were short, dark-skinned, and unattractive, they had agreed to pay a high price, so my wife had no choice but to submit, letting them play with her as they pleased. They constantly changed positions, sometimes opening her vagina wide, sometimes sucking my penis and semen, catering to my every whim. She even endured anal pain, arching her back, offering her tender anus to make them smile.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the park, and I was nearby . With lookouts on their side, they felt emboldened and played with my wife for over three hours, using every imaginable method—oral, anal, and vaginal—while constantly uttering obscene and vulgar words to her.

Perhaps these two clients hadn't expected that my wife was even more captivating and adorable than in the photos. Being able to have such a stunning beauty was a delightful surprise, so they were extra vigorous, wishing they could ejaculate every last drop of their semen into her body.

By nearly noon, my wife was drenched in sweat, her body weak and limp, while the two clients were exhausted and panting heavily. They each... He ejaculated five times inside my wife. I, watching from the sidelines as a lookout, was speechless, feeling inferior and even regretting bringing such a vigorous client to my wife's place.

Fortunately, the two thousand yuan payment was almost in hand, so my wife's efforts were worthwhile.

However, just as the two clients were satisfied and about to pay my wife, two police officers in uniform inexplicably walked towards us.

I turned around and saw their red armbands, and was instantly terrified. It took me a moment to recover before I sent an urgent signal to my wife and the others: "Oh no, the police dogs are here!"i=39>My wife was cleaning the remaining semen from their penises with her mouth when she heard this. Her face turned deathly pale. She dropped the penis from her mouth, and without even adjusting her skirt, she swayed her plump, white buttocks and disappeared into the hibiscus bushes. The semen from the two men and her own vaginal fluids left a long, wet trail behind her. Seeing this, the two clients stuffed the money they had just taken out into their waistbands, grabbed their pants, and ran off... I could only lament my bad luck; my wife had once again earned nothing.

My wife's first attempt at finding a brothel was unsuccessful; she was not only repeatedly taken advantage of by clients, but she also almost got arrested and detained, which gave me quite a fright.

It seemed this couldn't continue; I had to think of another way.

Then I remembered Hai Gou, the guy who had offered a high price to "take care" of my wife online. Since I couldn't find her a suitable client in real life, I decided to find one for her among netizens.

The internet age is great—information is plentiful and communication is fast. Soon, I contacted Hai Gou. I arranged for my wife to come to his place.

Hai Gou immediately agreed, offering over five thousand yuan, and told me and my wife to come to him in a neighboring city. He said the police there were less strict and it was safer. However, he suggested I not reveal his situation to my wife to enhance the fun of the game, which I agreed to.

That day, taking advantage of the weekend, I took my wife to the neighboring city. Since we only planned to stay one night, we didn't bring much luggage; I only carried a small bag, and my wife didn't need to carry any, so we looked like locals.

Soon it was evening, and we needed to find a hotel.

"Hey, honey, look, this hotel is the famous Huadu Hotel!" My wife clapped my hand excitedly, pointing to a three-star hotel we had just seen.

My heart leaped with joy; this was the place my friend Hai Gou and I had agreed to meet. It was indeed a famous hotel in the small town. Hai Gou had told me that the hotel's coffee shop was notorious for its prostitutes; a beautiful woman would immediately come to a single man's side as soon as he sat down.

"Haha, this place should be very interesting. Let's stay here tonight. I heard there are many prostitutes here,"

I said happily.

"Okay, I want to see if the prostitutes here are really that beautiful," my wife agreed. Lately, her prostitution business had been going poorly, and she was quite distressed.

I deliberately put on a wicked face, looking like a lecherous scoundrel, and said to her, "Why don't I go in first and see how many women I lure here?"

My wife pinched my arm hard and said, "You're so wicked." Suddenly, she put her hands on her hips, striking a challenging pose, and said to me, "Fine, you go hook up with your women, and I'll play the part of a prostitute and see how much I'm worth here. If the market's good, I'll sell myself here in the future." "

Alright, you can't stop talking about your profession. But you're not allowed to sell yourself for less than a thousand yuan." We stood there on the street, looking at each other for a while, then burst out laughing. Then we went into the Flower City Hotel hand in hand again. I just love how lively and humorous my lovely wife is.

"You go to the coffee shop first, I'll go to the dressing room to do my makeup and change my clothes." My wife pushed me towards the coffee shop and went to the dressing room.

The coffee shop was indeed very romantic. Under the dim yellow light, there were many small tables, mostly two adjacent seats, and many couples were already sitting intimately together, embracing each other. But it was obvious that many of them weren't couples. A man in his forties or fifties holding a woman who looked younger than his daughter—how could they be a couple?

I was led to an empty table, ordered two coffees, and waited for my wife and my friend to appear, my eyes fixed on the cup.

"Sir, would you like me to keep you company tonight?" a gentle female voice whispered in my ear.

I turned around and saw a rather attractive girl sitting next to me. Before I could answer, she pressed herself against me. She was wearing a short skirt and a low-cut top, and with a quick glance, I could already see her two large, round, white breasts.

"No, I already…" I gently pushed her shoulder away, but the smooth, tender skin on her exposed shoulder made me hesitate.

"Little brother, let me keep you company for the night, it'll only cost one hundred and fifty yuan." As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed her breasts against mine. At this point, I could feel the rise and fall of her breasts.

"Miss, please..." I still tried to push her away. My wife was coming soon, and it wouldn't be good if she saw me. She didn't know I'd been with other women.

The girl placed my hand on her smooth thigh. Through the stockings, I could feel the warmth of her body and the allure of her thigh.

"Handsome young man, only one hundred and twenty yuan is fine. I'll stay with you until dawn." She offered a discount, then wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me proactively.

I'd never met such a proactive girl before. When I was pursuing my wife, I was always the one who took the initiative. This girl's kiss left me completely flustered and at a loss for words. We actually kissed, but it was just lip-to-lip contact, not a wet kiss.

I tried to push her away, but she had already reached into my pants, unzipped my fly, and said, "I know a lot of tricks to make you feel good." Her slender hand had already grasped my penis, lightly scraping it with her nails and then gently stroking it with her soft palm. My penis immediately swelled up like a melon, almost jumping out of my pants.

"Handsome young man, look, your penis has accepted me." The girl smiled charmingly, and with her eight-tenths beauty, she almost bewitched me.

"No, miss, I already have a wife..." I tried to make a final resistance to the temptation before me.

"Handsome young man, many people who come here have wives." She tossed her beautiful hair back, revealing her entire pretty face. She put my fingers in her mouth and sucked on them, saying, "Sir, don't you think my mouth is sexy? In a little while, I'll be sucking your big cock."

Her words were so bold and direct, and my penis stirred again in my pants.

My wife had arrived at the coffee shop. She had changed into the short skirt she'd bought yesterday and applied a touch of lipstick.

She was naturally beautiful, already quite lovely without makeup, so this slight embellishment made her even more stunning.

The waitress tried to lead her in, but she waved her hand, indicating she was looking for someone.

She didn't know that only prostitutes here didn't need to be shown to a table. So the waitress gave her a disapproving look, assuming she was a prostitute soliciting customers.

She walked towards me. I tried to push the girl off me, but it was too late; my wife had seen everything.

She pouted at me, and just then, the girl kissed me on the cheek. I couldn't move, so I could only wave her hand.

But she turned her face away, seemingly angry with me.

Although she'd slept with many men, she was still incredibly jealous and wouldn't tolerate me touching anyone else.

I watched her slowly walk towards me, secretly relieved. If she sat down, I could finally get rid of the prostitute.

Across from me, about two tables away, sat a man in his forties. He was balding, with long hair deliberately growing on the sides and coiled on top of his head to conceal his unsightly baldness.

He kept leering at his prey with lustful eyes. When he saw my wife, he immediately stood up, grabbed her arm, and dragged her to his seat.

I couldn't tell if he was really my wife.

My wife was startled and was about to look to me for help, but the girl on top of me pressed herself against me. My wife turned away in a huff, gave in to the man's invitation, and sat in his seat, her eyes still glancing in my direction.The girl on top of me, taking advantage of my momentary lapse in attention, continued to exert her allure. She unbuttoned her blouse, and what was already a low-cut top now revealed her areolas. Actually, aside from my wife and Li Jin, I had never seen another woman's real breasts, so my heart pounded. My wife glanced at me frequently, and seeing me still fooling around with this unknown girl, she deliberately moved closer to the man, who unceremoniously put his arm around her shoulder. I noticed my wife seemed uncomfortable, but when she looked at me, she seemed to want to retaliate as she nestled closer to the man.

At this point, I no longer cared about the prostitute on me; my eyes were fixed on my wife sitting opposite me. The man's hand was on her thigh.

"Wow, I hope he's a sea dog!" I thought to myself. My wife's thighs were very smooth, so she didn't usually wear stockings, and the man's hand was quite pleasing to the eye.

My wife tried to push his hand away, but the man held her tightly, immobilizing her hands, and continued to grope her thigh with his other hand. He was really brazen, putting his hand inside my wife's skirt in this public coffee shop. I saw him lift up the skirt, revealing my wife's white silk panties, and his hand touched them. My wife quickly pushed his hand away.

"Handsome young man, how about it? One hundred and twenty yuan is a bargain." The girl continued to try to sell me her services. Seeing that I was unmoved, she grabbed my right hand and pressed it against her breast. My hands felt a softness; the girl's breasts were quite large, and one hand couldn't even grasp the entire breast. I unconsciously started to knead them.

Seeing me like this, my wife's already large eyes widened even more. The man had just put his left arm around her shoulder again, and she nestled against his chest. His other hand rested on her waist, then greedily moved upwards, his entire palm pressing against her full breasts. I saw my wife struggle, but he wouldn't let go, continuing to grope and fondle her breasts.

I couldn't sit still any longer and pushed the prostitute off me.

"Sir, you've already touched her; it should cost at least fifty yuan," the girl said sternly, all her previous gentleness gone. I hurriedly took out fifty yuan from my wallet and gave it to her. She stood up dejectedly, picked up her small purse, and walked away.

Just then, the man across from me took advantage of my wife again. He suddenly grabbed her head with the hand that had been stroking her hair, pressed his lips against hers, and forcefully kissed her. My wife, caught off guard by this sudden invasion, was just as helpless as I had been earlier. Before she could react, he had already forced her lips open and given her a wet kiss.

My wife had no experience with prostitution in hotels. She struggled to her feet, and the man waved for her to leave, then lowered his head to drink his long-stale cocktail.

My wife came to my side, and we embraced like lovers who had weathered a storm together. I had assumed she was angry about my embracing the prostitute, and that she would cry and complain about the man forcibly kissing her. To my surprise, my wife seemed happy and excited.

"Do you know how much that man offered?" my wife asked, leaning against me. "He said the girls here usually cost between one hundred and two hundred yuan, but he offered me five hundred yuan to sleep with him for one night. Do you think I should do it?"

"Hmm, he's really generous. The girl I was with just now only cost one hundred and twenty yuan." I handed my wife my coffee. "So how did you refuse him?"

"I did what you said beforehand, I wanted a thousand yuan."

He immediately widened his eyes, not answering me, just busy hugging and touching me. Then he said six hundred at most, saying that because I'm pretty, that price could buy me three or four women here. My wife told me about her experience, "I almost agreed, but I was afraid you'd be angry, so I said no, it had to be a thousand. He then forcibly kissed me, but in the end, he still couldn't afford that price."

"Haha, so your one-night stand is worth six hundred here! More profitable than selling yourself back home," I laughed. "But you have to ask for a thousand, I won't sell below that."

My wife didn't know that Brother Sea Dog had offered her five thousand.

"Do you really think I'm a money tree? What man would pay that much?" My wife playfully hit me back, and we hugged again—a common sight in the coffee shop, with many men and women embracing. I noticed the man across from us staring at us, seemingly jealous. So

I deliberately kissed my wife deeply, our tongues entwining, my hands caressing her breasts through her clothes. The man gritted his teeth at the sight, and I felt incredibly smug.

When we stopped, I noticed my wife's lipstick was a bit smudged, probably from the man's forceful kiss or from my kiss.

"Ah Ling, go to the restroom and tidy yourself up. We'll wait in the lobby later; I'll book a hotel room," I said. My wife left the coffee shop first so I could pay the bill.

After she left, the man across from me came up to me and said, "Hey bro, how much did you pay for that woman?"

I deliberately said, "Two hundred."

The man angrily replied, "Outrageous! I offered six hundred, and she wouldn't even come to me!"

I chuckled and said, "She said I'm handsome and young, so she doesn't mind paying two hundred yuan." The man's face flushed red and then purple with anger. I secretly chuckled to myself; he didn't know that was my wife. Just

as I stepped out of the coffee shop, a man patted my shoulder from behind. Thinking it was the man who had almost made me furious, I turned around.

"Wow! A ghost?" I almost screamed in fright at the sight of him.

The man was in his thirties, with a large, dark, idiotic face, small eyes, a flat nose with high cheekbones making his nostrils point upwards, and large, sausage-like lips. Scattered stubble dotted his mouth, and there was a scar on his neck. He was very tall and strong, about my height and twice my width, and I estimated he weighed at least ninety kilograms.

He grinned at me, his mouth crooked, revealing his stained teeth, with gold inlay on his two right front teeth.

"Handsome young man, I've been watching you for a while." "The man pulled me aside and said, '

Hearing him say that, the hairs on my body stood on end. I struggled to pull my hand back and said to him, 'Sir, I'm not a male prostitute…'

The man laughed and said, 'Don't be afraid, I don't want you. I want your help. You see my appearance, even though I have money, no woman wants to be with me. I haven't been with a woman for years.'

Hearing his self-deprecating humor, I wasn't as disgusted with him as before, and even felt a little sorry for him.

He continued, his tone very sincere: 'I'll give you money. You can hide me in a hotel room, and I'll crawl out when you're having your intimate time with that woman, so we can all enjoy ourselves.'

This lecherous wretch! How could he come up with such a vulgar idea?

I immediately refused and said, 'Sir, don't misunderstand, that girl is actually my wife.'

He took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket and said, 'Whether she's your wife or not doesn't matter, the most important thing is the money!'"

After saying that, he stuffed two thousand yuan into my hand and continued, "I won't ask for too much. I just want to see you two making love, and also give me a chance to touch your wife. I won't make any unreasonable demands." I

was tempted by the money. I thought, my wife had already been touched by the man in the coffee shop, and this guy only wanted to see her naked and touch her, yet he was offering such a high price.

But I quickly regained my composure and said, "No way, my wife will definitely object. If she finds out when you touch her, I'm finished."

The man took out two pills from his pocket and said, "These are aphrodisiac pills. She won't know when she takes them."I immediately shook my head and said, "No, I don't have a chance to give it to her." The man brought his head close to my ear, making me smell the strong stench of his cigarette, and whispered, "I'll teach you. Before you kiss her, put the aphrodisiac in your mouth, and it will dissolve. When you put your tongue in her mouth, it will naturally flow into her mouth." Seeing that I was still hesitating, he stuffed another thousand yuan into my hand and then pleaded, "Please have pity on me because I'm ugly. I just want to look at her and touch her."

Seeing his genuine emotion, I nodded in agreement. We introduced ourselves; his surname was Luo, and because he was ugly, everyone called him "Sea Dog." He gave me a simple card with something about an agricultural cooperative printed on it—just a nouveau riche bumpkin.

"Ah? So you're Brother Sea Dog! I'm Tianfu!" I blurted out.

"Oh, no wonder there's such a beautiful woman here! She's your wife, Ah Ling! That's wonderful!"

Brother Sea Dog happily handed me a key, saying, "I've already rented a place; you can save on rent. You wait for your wife; I'll go upstairs and hide. I'll give you two thousand yuan after it's done. If I can have sex with her, I'll give you an extra tip, but don't tell her I'm going to solicit her. Remember that."

Brother Sea Dog finished speaking and disappeared in a flash.

I was conflicted. If I was being paid, of course I'd be willing to let someone see my beloved wife, let someone touch her, even let someone have sex with her—after all, she's a prostitute. But this Brother Sea Dog was just too ugly. However, he was very generous. Just now, his wife only asked for a thousand dollars in the coffee shop, which scared away a lecherous man.

But Brother Haigou only needed to look at her and touch her to get five thousand dollars. I never thought that my wife's beauty was worth so much money. If she really knew, she might be happy for a long time. You know, she has already sold herself to more than a dozen clients and hasn't received a penny yet.

But if she saw his face, she might be scared away.

No wonder Brother Haigou asked me to keep it a secret from her. 05-10
(Sixteen)

When my wife appeared in front of me again, she amazed me once more. She exuded the youth and beauty of a woman in her twenties. Her two bright, seemingly expressive eyes and her fair, rosy face, which looked even more charming after washing in the dressing room, were not made up. Her fair, rosy skin was not made up, only a thin layer of light red on her lips.

Her figure wasn't as exaggerated as some Japanese actresses, but it was very well-proportioned. Because of her slender waist, her breasts and hips appeared full. I started to wonder if I had cultivated myself well in my past lives, which gave me the opportunity to marry such a beautiful wife in this one.

I raised my hand and shook the key in my hand, and we went up to the hotel room together. Of course, she didn't know that this room was rented by that guy, Sea Dog. I

was a little nervous when I opened the hotel room door, worried that I didn't know where Sea Dog was hiding, and whether my wife would find out. But after looking around, I realized he was probably hiding in the closet. Luckily, we didn't have much luggage, so my wife wouldn't open the closet.

The bathroom wasn't big, so we couldn't shower together. I finished first, and then she went in.

As my wife closed the bathroom door, Sea Dog opened the closet door and said to me, "Thank you. But just to be safe, you should take the aphrodisiac as soon as possible, otherwise it won't be good if she finds the closet. Also, please make sure you get close to the closet when you make love, so I can see clearly." He seemed even more excited than I was.

I hurriedly shushed him, told him to be quiet, and closed the closet. I took a deep breath, a little worried that Brother Sea Dog's idiotic face would scare my wife.

My wife came out of the bathroom, wearing the short, low-cut silk nightgown we had specially brought—it was very sexy. She wasn't wearing a bra, and most of her breasts were visible through the nightgown.

I hugged her, and she looked up, making it easy for me to kiss her. My hands caressed her round, full buttocks, and I pulled up the nightgown, slipping my hands inside her silk panties to gently caress her buttocks.

I lowered my head to kiss her pink neck, then her breasts, my hands already pulling down her panties.

"Ah...husband...why are you so eager tonight..." my wife said, but she had already lifted her leg, making it easy for me to take off her panties. I threw her panties on the floor, then carried her to the bed.

"Husband...don't be so impatient...we haven't agreed on the terms yet..." my wife gently pushed me away.

"What terms?" I asked, continuing to kiss her fragrant shoulder.

"Flesh money!" my wife said playfully. "You'd need a couple hundred dollars to find it in a coffee shop, how can I give it to you for free... You know, I'm a professional prostitute."

My hand touched the hairy area between her legs, which was starting to get a little wet. She twisted her waist, not letting me touch her.

"Okay, miss, how much flesh money do you want?" I knew my wife loved to play games, and it seemed like this time she was going to play the game of prostitute and big spender, so of course I was happy to play along.

"I'll charge you a thousand dollars, the same as that vulture from before," my wife said with a grin.

"Okay, deal." After I finished speaking, I immediately pounced on her and hugged her. She struggled between my arms and cried out, "Honey... you're cheating... you haven't given me the money yet..."

Although I had that idiot sea dog's three thousand dollars in my wallet, how could I let my wife know? So I ignored her, picked her up and threw her onto the soft bed. Her short nightgown flipped up, revealing a small patch of pubic hair.

"Husband...you're so naughty..." My wife turned away in embarrassment, forgetting that her two round, large buttocks were just as alluring.

While she couldn't see me, I put the two aphrodisiac pills in my mouth. Sure enough, they dissolved instantly, a minty fragrance filling my mouth. I pounced on my wife, turning her body around and kissing her. She cooperated by opening her mouth and putting her tongue in mine. My tongue followed, and the dissolved pills slowly flowed into her mouth.

My hand pulled down the left strap of her skirt, revealing her breasts. Even after several years of marriage, her areolas were still a light brown, and her nipples were still pink. Under my touch, her nipples immediately hardened. I kissed her nipples, gently sucking on them.

"Ah...ah...husband...it's so itchy...bite...bite my nipple...ah..." My wife began to moan.

I wanted to cover her mouth; she didn't know there was another man in the room, and her seductive moans would be heard by him. At that moment, I felt a pang of regret, but thinking of this third party I'd met online, I felt inexplicably excited.

He was a rare, highly sought-after client! My wife was definitely going to make a killing this time!

Our passion had completely overwhelmed everything else. I began gently biting her nipple, and she began to writhe. My hands pulled down her nightgown, and she was now completely naked, pinned to the bed. My hand touched her vulva, which was already wet.

The aphrodisiac had taken effect; she embraced me passionately, constantly twisting her curvaceous body. A significant amount of the aphrodisiac seemed to have dissolved in my mouth, making me feel lightheaded and excited.

"Ah…husband…come on…I want to fuck you…fuck me…ah…um…" my wife said, as she pulled off my t-shirt and underwear.

I thought of the guy hiding in the closet delivering money. On one hand, I felt that since I'd gotten his money, I should give him some treats; on the other hand, I thought of my lovely wife's beautiful and alluring body—it wouldn't hurt to let him envy her.

So he said to his wife, "This time, we won't do it in bed. I'm going to pin you against the wall and have a good time."

His wife nodded and said, "Ah...husband...whatever you like...anything...ah...do me...ah...I'm a prostitute anyway."I pulled her up, pushed her against the wall, then pressed her down, and then pushed her against the wardrobe, pinning her against the wardrobe door. I figured the guy inside, the sea dog, could clearly see my wife's ample buttocks through the gaps in the wardrobe's louvers. "Sea dog, since I agreed, I'll let you feast your eyes on my beautiful wife. Your three thousand yuan will be worth it, right?" I thought to myself, and then turned my wife's body over so that her front was pressed against the wardrobe.

This time, Brother Sea Dog could clearly see my wife's breasts and genitals.

I pressed my wife down hard, forcing her breasts and nipples through the louvers of the wardrobe.

"Ah...husband...it seems...there's something in the wardrobe...playing with my nipples...ah..." My wife continued to moan, pressed tightly against the wardrobe. I knew it must be Brother Sea Dog playing with her breasts.

Although I was even more excited, I was afraid my wife would notice, so I said, "It's probably a mouse." After saying that, I placed my big penis between her legs and rubbed it against her vulva. Her vulva was so wet that it flowed down her inner thighs, so she didn't care much about the feeling of someone else playing with her breasts.

"Ah...put it in me...husband...put it deeper...ah...ah..." My wife trembled all over and cried out excitedly. I was a little confused. My penis hadn't even entered her vulva yet, so why was she moaning like that?

I looked down and saw that Brother Sea Dog had extended two fingers from the wardrobe and inserted them into my wife's vulva, stirring them in and out.

"Enough, you old idiot! You're only worth this much with three thousand dollars. Don't go too far. This is my wife. She may be on the same path as those prostitutes in the coffee shop, but you're just too ugly!" I cursed inwardly, carrying my wife back to bed to stop Hai Gou from taking advantage of her any further.

I placed my wife on the bed and kissed her smooth, delicate belly, then slid my lips down. When my lips touched her hairy mons pubis, she hurriedly pulled me away, saying, "Husband...no...uh...not there..."

From our first meeting to our marriage, I've always enjoyed kissing her private parts. This time, perhaps under the influence of the aphrodisiac, I couldn't help but suck on her tender labia even more vigorously. My tongue probed between her lips, touching her clitoris. She trembled all over, and her honeyed orifice, as smooth as her lips, immediately flowed with copious amounts of vaginal fluid.

I felt so excited that I couldn't help but push my wife's legs up. At this point, she could only fully cooperate with me and couldn't refuse at all. It seemed she was truly enjoying herself.

"Husband...eat...eat my little dumplings...ah..." My wife moaned, but it quickly turned into indistinct "oh oh" sounds. She gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, her body trembling.

My tongue slipped into her little hole, making her juices splatter.

"Husband...don't eat anymore...give it to me...I want your cock..." My wife reached out and pulled me, and I stood up, my thick penis erect. I lifted her long, jade-like thighs and rubbed my penis against her wet vulva, preparing to attack her harbor.

Perhaps due to the effects of the drugs, my wife embraced me very proactively this time, touching my penis with her slender hands. My penis swelled even more when touched by her gentle hands. Guided by her fingers, I gently thrust my hips and sent my penis into her little hole. A warm and soft sensation enveloped my penis, the feeling was like being in heaven.

My wife wrapped her legs around my thick waist, embracing me passionately, and we rolled around on the bed.

"Honey... let me... serve you this time..." My wife then pressed herself against me, sitting up. I loved this position; it reminded me of those scenes in porn where the female lead sits on top of the male lead, swaying her breasts.

Sure enough, when my wife sat on top of me, her two large, round breasts, like headlights, were fully exposed. My free hands immediately became busy, one hand touching one breast. Her breasts were large and soft, and the two nipples were already erect with excitement, giving my palms and hands a super enjoyable sensation.

My wife actively swayed her hips, moving her lower body up and down, making my big penis go in and out of her vagina. Her relatively inexperienced vagina was very narrow, tightly gripping my penis, so of course, every movement brought me great stimulation and excitement.

My wife moved her lovely, plump buttocks, constantly rubbing against my penis, my swollen glans scraping incessantly against the walls of her vagina.

"Ah...husband...I...I love you so much...your cock is so big...it

fills my little hole...ah...ah...I want you to feed me...ah..."

My wife moaned, unable to sit up straight, so she placed her hands on my shoulders for support. This made her large breasts appear even bigger, drooping slightly. When I loosened my grip, her breasts swayed with her movements.

As I reveled in the pleasure of caressing and admiring the swaying of my wife's breasts, a figure suddenly appeared behind her. It was Brother Sea Dog, completely naked and hairy, somewhat like a wild gorilla. His enormous penis swayed between his legs, the thick glans adorned with terrifying blue veins.

I've never been very confident in my own penis, believing many are larger than mine, but Brother Sea Dog's penis was incredibly thick, almost like a child's arm—quite frightening. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought someone was lying.

Under the influence of Brother Sea Dog's drugs and the power of money, he moved closer to my wife. Although I felt a little uneasy, I didn't protest.

He reached under his wife's armpits and pulled her into his arms. Her breasts, which I had just pleasured, were now in the rough hands of the Sea Dog. I don't know if it was because my wife's breasts were too soft, or because the Sea Dog was squeezing them too hard, but in any case, my wife's breasts were already deformed from his grasping and squeezing right in front of me. He even pinched her nipples with his fingers, making my wife pant heavily.

After a while, my wife realized that these big hands weren't mine. She turned her head in a daze and saw the Sea Dog's lewd and idiotic face. She was so frightened that she said to me, "Husband... who is he... mmm..." Before she could finish speaking, the Sea Dog's terrifying sausage-like mouth kissed her lips.

The effects of the stimulant made me somewhat dazed. Instead of helping my wife, I said to her, "Call him Brother Sea Dog. He's an online friend of mine, and also your guest..."

My wife tried to struggle, but Brother Sea Dog's rough hands again forcefully groped and squeezed her soft breasts. When he pinched her nipple, my wife excitedly opened her mouth, and Brother Sea Dog took the opportunity to put his tongue in her mouth, swirling it around and teasing her tongue.

My wife's struggles were thus quelled. I used my penis to thrust into my wife's vagina, while her upper body was completely dominated by that idiot. He held her, kissed her mouth, groped her breasts, and even pinched her nipples with his fingers, making my wife moan continuously.

After a while, Brother Sea Dog sat on the bed. He pulled my wife's body, and her upper body fell onto his hairy thighs, his thick, black penis placed right in front of her.

"Ah...husband...I don't want to...ah..." My wife moaned, turning her head away. Strangely, I didn't try to help my wife; I just stared as Brother Sea Dog turned her face back, pinched her nose, and when she opened her mouth, he shoved his huge penis into her mouth.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." My wife could only make muffled sounds, the aphrodisiac gradually making her lose herself. She reached out her slender hands, grasped the penis, and began to suck rhythmically and attentively.

Brother Sea Dog reached out and lifted my wife's long, beautiful hair, letting him see how my beautiful young wife was taking his penis in her mouth. It seemed my wife's mouth wasn't big enough; she could only take in about a third of his enormous penis, her face already swollen. Brother Sea Dog excitedly shook his thighs from time to time, the coarse hair on his thighs poking my wife's tender breasts, making her moan even more."Wow, Brother Tianfu, your wife's oral sex skills are top-notch." Brother Haigou humiliated my wife while he was giving her a good blowjob. "Wow...she really knows how to blow...it feels so good...it's a waste that she's not a prostitute. You should have made her a prostitute, a slut for all time..."

Brother Sea Dog's penis moved in and out of my wife's mouth faster and faster. Her neat, white teeth lightly grazed his large cock, making him flush with excitement. After a while, he let out a "Hey!" and his semen shot out like a fire hose, hitting my wife's mouth.

There was so much sticky semen that when my wife closed her mouth, some went in and some spilled out, getting all over her chin, mouth, and cheeks.

Although my wife seemed very excited, she was still conscious, so she felt ashamed and hurriedly hugged me.

"Right, right, Brother Tianfu, comfort your wife. She just sucked my cock." Brother Sea Dog laughed behind me and pressed my head towards my wife. My wife hugged me and then kissed me. I was hesitant to kiss her at first, her mouth full of that idiot's semen, but when I kissed her, my passion returned, and I continued to fuck her while passionately kissing her mouth.

My tongue swirled in her mouth, her mouth full of semen sticking to mine, a strange, fishy

smell. That idiot was really nasty, making me indirectly ingest his semen too. I even kissed a pubic hair in her mouth, left by that idiot earlier. Thinking about it later, it was disgusting, but at the time I was only excited and didn't care about anything else.

"Brother Tianfu, you can't be so weak," Brother Haigou pulled his wife off me and said, "Women are for fucking, don't let her pin you down."

I was just enjoying myself, and his actions were really uncomfortable.

He said, "Come on, you should learn more from me." After saying that, he arranged my wife on the bed and straddled her. This guy had an idiot face, but his sexual ability was probably superhuman. He had just ejaculated, and now his penis was swollen again. He thrust it into my wife's vagina.

"Ah...husband...no...don't let him rape me...ah...ah..." my wife cried out, but I was too weak to do anything and just collapsed on the bed, not helping her.

"It's not rape, I'm paying," Brother Sea Dog said as he continued.

Hearing about the payment, the wife's resistance immediately weakened.

Brother Sea Dog placed her legs on his shoulders, spreading them wide, then pressed down on her. His penis was enormous; the glans stretched her vagina taut. Luckily, she had just been with me, and her vagina was already dripping with lustful fluids. Brother Sea Dog's penis easily penetrated two-thirds of the way in, reaching her very core. This made my wife's body tremble.

Soon, my wife no longer cared who was riding her and began to moan wildly: "Ah... Brother Sea Dog...

your cock is so big... it feels so good... ah ah... thrust harder... ah..."

Brother Sea Dog chuckled and said, "You said it, you little slut, don't regret it." He then pressed his thick waist down forcefully, this time inserting his entire penis into my wife's vagina.

"Ah...no...it will tear me apart...no...please...Brother Sea Dog...ah..." my wife cried out, and I'm not exaggerating, because large tears and beads of sweat streamed down her face.

Brother Sea Dog showed no mercy, thrusting his penis heavily into my wife's vagina again and again. Each time he entered, his penis made her lower abdomen bulge. I think his long, large penis not only reached my wife's clitoris, but probably even made it bloom.

After he thrust a dozen or so times, my wife was already squinting with pleasure, her hands tightly wrapped around his broad back, constantly crying out: "Ah...good...so good...I want you to tear me apart...Brother Sea Dog...I want to be your wife...I want you to fuck me every day...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...good brother...fuck me to death...

I'm dying...fuck me harder...ah..."

I didn't know whether to be angry or excited, and since I hadn't ejaculated yet, my penis was still erect. Brother Sea Dog said, "Come on, don't just look, come over here and let your wife suck you."

He then lay on his side on the bed, penetrating his wife's vagina from behind. My wife and I lay on opposite sides, so she could give me oral sex. She was almost overwhelmed by his penetration, and now that my penis was in her mouth, she eagerly began to suck. Waves of pleasure surged through my genitals, and I felt incredibly good.

Because my wife and I were on opposite sides, I could see Brother Sea Dog's huge penis thrusting in and out of her vagina from behind. Her labia were already red and swollen from being penetrated, and every time he pulled out, her labia majora and minora would be turned inside out, revealing their tender red color.

Brother Sea Dog reached out and parted my wife's labia, saying, "Brother Tianfu, do you see your wife's little clitoris?" I hummed in response. He said, "Your wife is serving you, so kiss that part of her too, she'll be ecstatic."

Sure enough, I saw my wife's red clitoris. I gave it a light kiss, and my wife immediately let out excited moans. This Brother Sea Dog was indeed a master of sex, truly knowing how to enjoy herself. I then began to suck on my wife's clitoris, but I was very careful because Brother Sea Dog's penis was thrusting in and out of my wife's vagina.

My wife's oral sex skills were excellent, quickly arousing me. I stuck out my tongue and kissed her clitoris, occasionally brushing against Brother Sea Dog's thick penis. Because we were so close, and I was so excited, I couldn't distinguish between places, so later I even started sucking on Brother Sea Dog's big cock as well.

Brother Sea Dog got even more excited. His penis swelled up like a melon, and every time he thrust into my wife's vagina, it made her lower abdomen bulge. When he pulled out, the flesh of her vagina would turn inside out. It was the first time I'd ever seen something like this up close; it was truly a spectacle.

Brother Sea Dog thrust in and out over three hundred times, finally plunging into my wife's vagina with all his might. Then he held his position. After a while, my wife's lower abdomen, which had already swelled from his thrusting, swelled even more. Brother Sea Dog ejaculated inside her, filling her vagina completely.

I was still sucking her clitoris when suddenly her semen leaked out, filling my mouth with a fishy smell.

At that moment, I was under the influence of the stimulant, so I didn't pay attention to such things. I only felt that my penis was about to burst in my wife's mouth, so as soon as Brother Sea Dog pulled out, it was my turn to thrust my penis into her vagina again. I shouldn't have lasted this long, but today I had taken the stimulant, and even though I kept having sex, I still couldn't hold back.

I made love with my wife again, this time with a stronger drug. My wife trembled with ecstasy, her moans losing their meaning: "Ah...husband...big cock...ah...fuck me...ah..." She straddled me, writhing and stroking me, her vagina constantly sucking on my penis.

My wife excitedly lifted her proud breasts and said to me, "Come on...husband...squeeze my breasts...fuck me...ah...ah..." So I squeezed her breasts hard, and she reached her climax, unable to sit upright anymore, collapsing onto me. Sea Dog,

watching from the side, had his penis erect again. His sexual prowess was incredible, almost superhuman. I didn't know what he wanted now, but I saw him walk behind my wife. Suddenly,

my wife trembled and cried out, "Ah...no...don't touch my ass...ah..." It turned out that Sea Dog had inserted his fingers into her anus, making her ecstatic.

Brother Sea Dog pulled my hands and placed them on my wife's buttocks, saying, "Help me, spread her buttocks as wide as you can." I don't know why I listened to him; maybe it was the effect of the stimulant.

I forcefully pulled my wife's smooth buttocks apart. I saw him first smear a lot of vaginal fluid and semen from her vulva onto her anus, then take his penis and thrust into her.i=36>My wife screamed shrilly as he finally managed to insert the head of his penis, then slowly and painstakingly pushed it into her anus. "Ah...don't go in any further...I'll tear you apart...please...Brother Sea Dog...ah..." My wife and I had never tried anal sex before; the only time was when Brother Rooster brought the one-eyed boy who deflowered her. This time, with Brother Sea Dog's huge penis being forcefully inserted, she was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face. After all, Brother Sea Dog's penis was many times thicker than that one-eyed boy's.

Finally, Brother Sea Dog's full-foot-long penis was inserted completely.

Brother Sea Dog began thrusting on top, while my wife, sandwiched between him and me like a sandwich, was being fucked wildly. I was at the bottom, bearing the weight of both of them, and I couldn't take it anymore. I quickly couldn't hold back and ejaculated into my wife's vagina, then quickly withdrew, leaving my wife to continue being ridden by him.

Brother Sea Dog turned my wife upside down on the bed and fucked her ass. My wife lay pitifully on the bed in a "spread-eagle" position, her legs wide open, allowing Brother Sea Dog to sodomize her.

This time, Brother Sea Dog didn't last long either, and he ruptured her rectum. My wife screamed. There wasn't much space in the rectum to begin with, and after his penis invaded it, he ejaculated inside, so you can imagine the humiliation my wife suffered. When he pulled out his penis, my wife screamed "Ah!" and semen, vaginal fluid, and filth splattered all over the sheets.

The three of us went crazy until two or three in the morning before it ended. I don't know how it ended; I probably fell asleep. I woke up after 10 PM. Sea Dog was gone. The sheets were a mess. My wife was lying naked on the bed, her genitals and anus covered in sticky semen and bloodstains.

Sea Dog had gone too far; this time he not only injured my wife but also took her anus. Looking at her, I felt a pang of sadness and regret. But there was nothing I could do about Sea Dog's broken promise.

My wife woke up, seemingly in good spirits, and happily told me, "You guys were amazing last night! You made all three of my holes bloom!"

I said, "Are you saying I was amazing, or Sea Dog?"

My wife said, "Of course Sea Dog! He's the boss!"

The drugs seemed to have made her forget Sea Dog's cowardly behavior last night, and only remember the brutal rape he had inflicted on her.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

We tidied up and went to the hotel lobby to check out. I looked around for Sea Dog; he hadn't given me the two thousand yuan he promised after the deed was done. He's so untrustworthy, raping my wife's anus, I have to make him pay more.

Sure enough, he appeared, waving at me from a distance. I told my wife to check out, and I went over, pulled him aside, and said, "Brother Hai Gou, we agreed you could only touch my wife once for 5,000, but you did it to every single hole on her body..."

Before I could finish, Brother Hai Gou pulled a videotape from his bag and said, "Brother Tianfu, this tape would be worth a lot if sold to porn companies. I installed a videotape in the hotel room; it's all on there, showing your wife being raped last night. Even if no one buys it, I'll post it online, and your wife will be famous worldwide like Qu Meifeng from Taiwan. Many netizens have already read your erotic biography of your wife and want to see her real face."

I was stunned. I never expected him to resort to such methods; he's even more vicious than Brother Rooster.

Brother Hai Gou said, "Considering we're both 'lust buddies,' I'll sell you this tape for five thousand yuan. How about it?"

My whole body went limp. I took out my wallet; besides the three thousand yuan he'd given me, I only had a little over five hundred yuan of my own. We were just here for a weekend getaway, hoping to make some extra cash, so we didn't have that much money.

He shook his head and sighed, "There's nothing I can do with a poor wretch like you. Luckily, your wife served me fairly well, so I'll take three thousand five. Use the rest of the change for your bus fare home." He handed me the tape and took the money. After a few steps, he turned back and said, "Young man, please tell your wife to thank her for her free service. Hahaha… Anyway, it's not the first time she's been a free prostitute." With that, he strode away.

I dared not tell my wife the truth. If I told her that last night I not only gave a man a free night but also had to pay him five hundred yuan, she would definitely kill me.

Back home, I discovered that the videotape was blank. Brother Sea Dog was a real conman!

"Oh God, I've been cheated out of my money!" I cried out inwardly.

At this moment, my wife was counting the household expenses and found that I had spent an extra 500 yuan. She then interrogated me in a coquettish tone, "Honey, tell me quickly, where did you spend the 500 yuan? Did you find a prostitute at the Huadu Hotel?"

Oh dear wife, I had no words to express my grievances! But I also didn't understand why your path as a prostitute was so difficult.

(17)

My wife and I suffered repeated failures. After more than ten days, we hadn't received a single penny of payment for prostitution. Instead, my wife had been played by dozens of men for free, and we even had to pay for several sets of clothes and more than 500 yuan.

But even more unfortunate news followed. Early that morning, my mother called and said that my grandfather was dying and that my wife and I had to come home no matter what.

My mother's voice choked with sobs on the phone, and I immediately felt her deep grief.

My wife had already changed into her light blouse and short skirt for entertaining guests, but there was no other way. We hastily packed some luggage and rushed to the station to catch the bus back to our hometown.

China has a huge population, and the buses were incredibly crowded. After boarding, my wife and I were separated again by the throng.

Actually, from the moment my wife appeared at the station, many men had their eyes on her and followed her. Although she was only lightly made up, she was still incredibly beautiful. Her short skirt couldn't hide her curvaceous figure, especially her full, rounded buttocks, which made every man who saw her drool, wishing they could make her kneel down and have their way with her.

The men on the bus tacitly pushed me aside and then took turns surging towards her. Some of these guys were the same bastards who had molested my mother on the bus last time. They were clearly experienced in this, and it was unfortunate for my beautiful wife and mother-in-law; they had run into the same group of perverts.

My wife was supposed to go out with me to pick up clients today, so her short skirt, with just a slight lift, would expose her buttocks and legs, making her particularly easy for men to assault. Unexpectedly, this outfit, designed to make things convenient for clients, became her fatal weakness.

At first, I could hear her gently scolding the men who were harassing her, but gradually, her voice turned into a plaintive moan… The carriage was filled with a pungent smell of semen. I knew that quite a few men had already ejaculated on her, and she was clearly powerless to resist.

I could only sigh in despair; my wife, like my mother last time we went home, had become a tool for men's sexual gratification on the bus. Last time, I felt sorry for my father, but seeing it firsthand, I realized it was unavoidable; after all, we are both weak, bookish men with no strength to even kill a chicken. Social morals have deteriorated significantly, and perverts are becoming increasingly audacious. Just a few days ago, there was a news report about a pregnant woman being gang-raped on a bus, resulting in a miscarriage.

"Forget it, let's just consider it my wife being used by those johns for free," I consoled myself.

Men kept pushing and shoving their way to her… The smell of semen in the carriage grew stronger, and every man's face showed an unusually excited expression. Unfortunately, my wife was the only woman on this train, which meant she was destined to become the target of everyone's ire. Finally, we

arrived at our stop. I quickly tried to pull my wife off the train, but I couldn't budge her. Her face showed a mixture of shame, anger, and an indescribable weariness.

I managed to squat down and see what was happening. Behind her, a man had inserted his long, thick penis into her vagina. That large penis was like a stake, holding her in place. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape!

"This is outrageous!"

I stood up, glaring at the shameless man. "Is there no law here?""Brother, just a little while, I'll be done in a minute, then you and your wife can get off the bus." The man turned his face with a wicked grin, but his lower body was still thrusting rapidly inside my wife.

Suddenly, we all froze. The man with the full beard was none other than the first client I'd picked up for my wife in the park!

"Huh? How could it be you?" I blurted out in shock.

"Heh, so the woman you introduced me to last time was your wife! Haha, this is hilarious, so hilarious."

The bearded man stared at me, then excitedly pulled my wife into his arms and began thrusting into her. "She owed me a fuck last time, and today she's made up for it. Looks like we were destined for a karmic entanglement five hundred years ago."

"Brother, don't go too far. She's already been thoroughly played with by everyone today. You already ejaculated on her. Now that she's reached her stop, let her get off the train. Everyone needs to plan for next time. Don't push things too far." A man with a big gold tooth next to me seemed to have something to say and spoke up for my wife. I thought his voice sounded familiar. I was about to thank him when I noticed he was also getting off the train, but his hands were still lingering on my wife's breasts, fondling them with relish.

"You don't know, I'm an old friend of that couple, of course I'll be more affectionate for a while." The bearded man grinned at him, but thrust even harder into my wife's tender hole, then turned to me and said, "Brother, don't you agree? Didn't you say last time that she's already been ridden by a thousand men and fucked by ten thousand? Looks like that's true. I think next time you should let her take the bus instead of the park."

"You..." I was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to defend myself.

Fortunately, at this moment the bearded man's mouth twisted, and he finally ejaculated, the big meat stick inside my wife quickly went limp, and my wife twisted her buttocks, and it slipped out.

My wife quickly broke free from his embrace, brushed away the dirty hand that the gold-toothed man was holding her breasts, and jumped off the bus with me as if fleeing.

After getting off the bus, I found that her body was a complete mess, her collar was open, her nipples were erect, her bra was gone, and her snow-white breasts were covered with claw marks.

Her lower body was in even worse shape. Her beautiful skirt was torn to shreds and covered in men's filth. As she moved, the soaking wet tattered skirt clung to her large buttocks, almost transparent, and her underwear was nowhere to be seen! She was completely naked underneath the skirt. Sticky semen ran down her thighs, soaked into her high heels, and overflowed, staining the ground.

"Huh? Where are your underwear?" I asked irritably, thinking of my mother, wondering if she had been in the same sorry state as my wife was now last time.

"Here it is." At that moment, the bearded man triumphantly stretched his hand out of the car window and shouted at us. In his hand, he was waving the imported black lace underwear that Director Ma had given my wife the day before yesterday.

If the car hadn't already started moving, I would have rushed up and spat on him.

"Forget it, honey, don't bother with this scoundrel." My wife straightened her nearly soaked clothes, gently took my arm, and swayed her large hips as we walked towards the entrance of our hometown, Wangba Village.

"Oh, so she's the granddaughter-in-law of Lao Tian's family in our village. Then her husband must be Xiao Tian." A few men who got off the bus with us whispered.

"That's right, it's her! Besides her and Xiao Tian's mother, which woman within dozens of miles of Wangba Village has such a beautiful big butt?" Big Gold Tooth, who had just gotten off the bus, hiccuped and said lewdly.

I glanced back at them, and they quickly turned away.

I then realized that some of them looked familiar. Undoubtedly, they were all from my village, but I rarely went back after I grew up and got married, and I didn't recognize most of the villagers anymore. But I vaguely remembered that two of them seemed to be my elementary school classmates. They had attended our wedding, drunk at my wife's and my wedding banquet, and even teased us in our bridal chamber.

And Big Gold Tooth, who was walking at the back, should be one of my distant cousins.

I remember when we were little, he was always single, but he would come to our house many times to watch me ride on my mother's back. He also liked to ask me about my mother's physical characteristics and private matters, such as whether her pubic hair was dark, whether she had ever hugged my grandfather and wiggled her bottom, etc. He even traded some candy for a few of my mother's used sanitary pads.

Once, he even peeked at my mother taking a bath through our back window, staring intently at her private parts, when my grandfather discovered him and gave him a good beating. Only then did he dare not come to our house again.

No wonder his voice sounded familiar just now, except that back then he had silver teeth instead of gold teeth.

It is said that his silver teeth were knocked out by my grandfather's blow, so he went to get a full set of gold teeth. But he wasn't satisfied with that; he threatened to sue my grandfather for assault and have him arrested. If the police didn't arrest him, he would hire thugs to retaliate against my grandfather. My grandfather was terrified, but he couldn't bear the loss of face and refused to go to apologize. The man then threatened to expose the shameful affair between my grandfather and my mother, making him, this old philanderer, lose face in front of the villagers.

To prevent the situation from escalating, my mother had no choice but to buy gifts and go to his house to apologize. I heard that the night my mother went, the man with the gold tooth was particularly happy. He bought wine and meat, closed the doors and windows, and insisted that my mother stay at his house for dinner and drinks. He even made my mother come to bed and massage his back. Later, someone outside peeked through the window and saw him strip my mother naked and insert his penis into her vagina…

I remember my mother did come home very late that day, probably in the middle of the night. When she returned, slightly drunk, my grandfather called her into his room. I heard them argue for the first time in their lives. My grandfather

asked my mother why she was so wet down there, and said what was so good about that bachelor, the man with the gold tooth, that he'd stayed at his house for so long. Then, my mother said something, and he started cursing her, calling her a slut and a whore… My mother sobbed, and my grandfather panicked and started comforting her, finally managing to make her smile through her tears. Then, I heard the familiar sound of the puppy eating porridge, my grandfather's cheerful barking, and my mother's soft moans.

Later, I guessed that that night, my mother probably slept with both Big Gold Tooth and my grandfather.

Anyway, there were many rumors about my mother in the village. Some said that besides being the "shared wife" of the men at school, my mother was also the "shared toilet" of men from several nearby villages.

Because many boys, after returning home, told their parents about my mother sleeping with teachers and students at school, those parents harassed her, calling her a female hooligan, inciting juvenile delinquency, and threatening to report her to the court and the education bureau. Out of desperation, to appease them, my mother had to use her body to satisfy them. Gradually, even men who hadn't slept with her started coming to her door, or stopping her on the way, dragging her home to vent their frustrations. For a time, it seemed any man could sleep with her, earning her the nickname "public toilet."

However, I only heard this later.

"I never imagined there were people from our village among them. I hope they won't tell anyone about what happened on the bus today; it's so embarrassing," my wife said anxiously, clearly recognizing someone from Big Gold Tooth's group.

"I don't think they'll talk about it. If they did, they'd lose face," I said, putting my arm around her shoulder and trying to comfort her.

The men behind us kept a distance, but I knew their eyes never left my wife's ample hips, and their conversation never strayed from our passionate encounter on the bus—a fact evident from their occasional lewd laughter. I remembered Big Gold Tooth liking to make that kind of laugh whenever he managed to get stories from me about my mother's menstruation or how he massaged my grandfather's stomach at night.Of course, he wouldn't miss the details of my mother and father making love in bed. Unfortunately, I was too naive back then, and he coaxed me with a few candies, so I told him everything in detail, sometimes even imitating my father's movements on top of my mother... When my wife and I arrived at Wangba Village, my father was sitting on a stone at the village entrance to greet us. Although my wife's clothes had been slightly tidied, my father was still shocked. Her breasts were half-naked, her snow-white thighs were faintly visible through her skirt, and she reeked of a foul smell of semen.

"Hello, Dad." My wife and father have always had a good relationship, so she went up to hug him as usual and kissed him on the forehead.

"Ah Ling, what happened?" Dad asked with concern.

My wife blushed and lowered her head without saying a word.

Dad seemed to suddenly understand something, and didn't press further. He must still vividly remember Mom's humiliation on the bus. He knew those people wouldn't let his young and beautiful daughter-in-law off the hook, so he sighed and said, "It's alright, it's alright, it's good that you're back safe and sound."

I hadn't seen Mom for several days, so I quickly asked, "Where's Mommy?"

"She's at your grandfather's bedside. Your grandfather is still quite stubborn; he only eats what she feeds him. He's just like a child." Dad smiled bitterly.

I forced a smile, thinking, "My honest dad probably doesn't know about the special relationship between Grandpa and Mom."

Just then, Dad noticed the men following us and said, "Oh, so some of your acquaintances from the village are with you. I'll chat with them for a bit. Ah Ling, Xiao Tian, did you greet them?" "

Yes, yes, we greeted them!" My wife quickly grabbed my hand and practically fled towards our house. She was too ashamed to talk to these villagers who had lewdly assaulted her on the bus.

I glanced back and saw Dad offering cigarettes to Big Gold Tooth. He probably didn't know the story of how Big Gold Tooth had demanded Mom's menstrual pads and spied on her while she bathed, let alone the scandalous history of Mom apologizing at his house, drinking until the wee hours, and being stripped naked.

What a lucky break for Big Gold Tooth! He not only saw my mother naked while bathing and touched my wife's breasts and genitals, but he also had affairs with my mother, and Dad was offering him cigarettes! It was utterly unfair.

Sigh, what can I do? My mother is a "public toilet," everyone wants to ride her. It'll be hard for her to avoid becoming a prostitute in the future.

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