My colleague and I went to a prostitute.

I've been on a business trip to Heze for several days now. The past few days have been overcast, with occasional afternoon rain.

The climate is unbearable for someone like me from the Loess Plateau; seeing the sun is so rare. Today the weather is great. While it's not

exactly cloudless, it's sunny and bright—we're really lucky.

My colleague Yong and I decided to go into the city to take a look. But we hadn't decided what to see; we'd just go wherever the wind took us.

We're installing machines at a printing factory,

and we're getting .

We walked side by side towards a barbershop that doesn't offer haircuts. Scenes from porn kept flashing through my mind;

I thought, "This is going to be a big deal." Two college students versus a prostitute—how exciting, how absurd…

I overheard the offset printing workers at the factory gossiping: once, four guys from the Roland printing press went to a brothel together,

just to have sex with one woman. Afterward, she complained that they weren't good enough and that it wasn't satisfying. Goodness, those were

four 1.8-meter-tall men! This printing factory used to be quite profitable, so there must have been

too many workers. The management had no choice but to implement a rule that anyone over 1.8 meters tall had to be tall. That's why the current

captains and assistants are all big guys.

If the girls in Heze are this fierce, we two are probably even less capable. We're so thin and small, the

girls not even want to take us. If that happens, it would be so embarrassing.

But our worries were only temporary. We couldn't suppress the needs of a normal man just because we were afraid we couldn't satisfy her.

Besides , we were going to her for prostitution, not to do charity and make her feel good.

Yong and I walked back and forth on Xi'an Road, listening to the factory workers say that prostitutes often

frequented . We walked for a while without seeing any women, and just as we were about to give up and move to another street, three

beautiful young women appeared—walking towards us.

The one in the middle was the prettiest, quite tall, with an oval face, a pointed chin, long hair, arched eyebrows, light

makeup, and very fair and delicate skin. A tank top, her chest bulging, tight jeans, her curves very alluring… The two

on either side were also pretty, round faces, chubby, small mouths, big eyes, clearly sisters, both with dyed

red hair, heavy makeup, reflecting the sunlight, their faces very bright, as if glowing, dressed very revealingly, also tank tops,

and hot pants, revealing long, white legs…

I stared at the middle beauty's face for a few moments, then turned to look at Yong, whose eyes were fixed on her. The three women

walked towards us, clearly noticing our lustful looks, getting closer and closer, and my heart involuntarily started racing.

Their skin was so white and tender. I'd been in Heze for many days, and all I'd seen were dark-faced monsters. Seeing such beautiful skin for the first time

was really attractive…

As we passed each other, Yong and I kept staring at them, and the three women also

looked at . The girl in the middle was expressionless, while the girl furthest from us smiled at us.

She actually dared to smile at us? Seduction? We hadn't walked far when Yong and I stopped. Yong pointed

behind us, giving me a knowing look, and I, having the same thought, turned and followed the three women.

They were arm in arm, their pace noticeably quickening, clearly aware we were following them. They were faster,

we were faster too. After about ten meters, Yong and I caught up. The women were on the side of the road, Yong next to them, and I was at the very

back. Seeing we were there, the women glanced at us sideways, then turned their heads away, their eyes

still fixed on us.

Yong and I boldly turned our heads to stare at them. I nudged Yong, signaling him to ask.

He didn't. The five of us walked another ten meters in silence. I couldn't resist any longer. I forced what I thought was a rather handsome

smile and said, "Miss..." The girl in the middle turned and glared at me

. I didn't dare utter the question , "Are you selling yourself?"

The two on either side also turned and glared at me. I immediately adopted a serious expression and looked at the three women. Yong

chuckled, and I couldn't help but laugh too. Amidst our snickers, the three girls suddenly and in unison ran into

the nearest alleyway…

Watching them disappear into the alley, Yong and I exchanged bewildered glances. I asked, "Should we chase them?" "Don't bother ,"

Yong replied, seemingly understanding. "They look like gangsters, not prostitutes. Let's not provoke them." Yong

and I turned back. After a few steps, thinking of the girls' soft skin, I felt a pang of reluctance and

said to Yong, "Should we go ask them again?"

Yong smiled, revealing his two large front teeth, and made a sacrificial gesture: "If you want to chase them, then we will.

They're just a few girls, nothing serious."

Yong and I turned back into the alley, but the three girls had already vanished, having run away quickly.

The layout of the houses in this area was square, like the Chinese character "田" (field). We continued walking, and at one intersection,

we found the three girls standing at another intersection, looking around. They saw us too, and the prettiest

one even walked towards us. Naturally, we weren't going to miss this chance to get close, so we followed her.

Yong wasn't very tall, but he walked quite fast. I have good eyesight and noticed the other two women waving towards another alley, as if

calling someone, so I quickly stopped Yong. The pretty woman walking towards us noticed something was wrong and looked back at

her two companions with a puzzled expression.

Two motorcycles emerged from the other alley, each with two men on it. One of the women pointed at

us and spoke to the men on the motorcycles.

"Oh no, something's wrong..." Yong shouted, and before the motorcycles could even start, he turned and ran in fright.

As I turned the corner, I hurriedly glanced back; the group hadn't moved an inch, and was laughing hysterically. Damn it, they scared

us ! Reaching another intersection, Yong, panting, said, "Let's rest for a bit."

After a short rest, the three women came towards us from another road, walking slowly, laughing at each other,

looking very happy. I asked Yong, "Do you think they're prostitutes? Why are they following us again?"

"How should I know? Let's go, the farther the better. They don't seem like anything good..." Before Yong could

finish speaking , the two motorcycles we'd seen earlier sped towards us from behind the three women. Yong and I took off running again,

panicking and rushing into a courtyard.

Once inside, we realized it was an abandoned courtyard, deserted, except for some old wooden planks. I grabbed

a plank, my heart pounding. Yong copied me, picking up a thicker plank, and said,

"Damn, we came all this way, and there's nobody here. If we'd been cornered, we'd definitely be beaten up."

My heart pounded wildly. I tried to calm myself down and said, "Let's go further in.

If they don't see anyone, they'll leave."

Yong and I grabbed our weapons and headed deeper into the courtyard, glancing back every few steps. I didn't know what this courtyard was for

; it was quite large, with several rows of buildings, probably a factory from the past. Reaching the innermost row, we found a broken wall and

hid inside. Yong put the plank on the ground and sat down. Seeing me picking up broken bricks, he said, "Don't bother,

they probably won't come back..."

"Be careful, I've never been in a fight before," I whispered.

Yong saw that I was still holding a brick in each hand when I sat down and laughed loudly, "Damn, I've seen cowards, but I've never

seen anyone like you! You're exaggerating!"

Seeing Yong's exaggerated laughter, I realized I'd gone too far and threw away the brick in my left hand. I stood up and

looked outside.

"Why did you stand up again? Aren't you afraid someone outside will see?"

"You should stand up too. If they come in, you won't be able to stand up before you sit down, and you'll be in big trouble!"

The door of an old house behind us opened, and a man with a buzz cut and well-developed biceps came out. I didn't expect

there to be someone in this old house. After the door opened, I could hear voices coming from inside. There was someone in there! I tensed up.

I looked back at Yong, and his face didn't look good either.

"What are you doing?" That guy looked like a thug

. "We're going to the toilet." I said as I walked out, and Yong quickly followed. The buzz-cut man watched us

leave , didn't say anything more, and went back inside.

Yong whispered, "Do you think this is a gangster's hideout?"

"Don't scare me. It's probably not. It's probably gambling."

We couldn't stay in the innermost part, but luckily there were several rows of houses. We squatted under the eaves of the middle row of houses,

waiting for the guys chasing us to leave. We stayed in the old courtyard for almost an hour before coming out. More and

more , and with more people, we weren't afraid anymore. But thinking about how I acted earlier, I felt utterly pathetic. The more I thought about it, the more I felt like I'd wasted the past

few years , being too weak.

Surprisingly, our enthusiasm for prostitution hadn't waned; we had to vent all our anger on them. We headed towards

the red-light district; catching them on the street was too risky. It

was broad daylight, and the entire red-light district was closed. How were we going to kill time? We went online for a while, and

when we came out at seven, it was already dark, and all the shops were open.

A single woman walked past us, dressed provocatively and attractively, swaying as she walked, her ample hips trembling slightly,

all very alluring. I was particularly attracted to her and was about to go up and ask if she was selling herself. Yong said no, there's no need to pick

wildflowers when there are shops available.

Just then, someone from a barbershop waved to us, so Yong went in. It was a very small room with

two , one older and one younger. The younger one looked to be in her early twenties, and the older one was probably close to forty.

Before we even had a chance to look around, the woman asked us who wanted to go first. We had originally discussed whether

we could both have sex, maybe even a "threesome," but since the woman had asked, I pointed at Yong and said, "Him."

The young woman accompanied Yong into another room—or rather, a room separated from the outside by a wooden

partition and a curtain.

The 40-year-old woman sat in the doorway, peering out, observing which were potential customers. I sat on the sofa,

bored, and asked the older woman, "What services do you offer?"

The older woman said, "Hair washing, massage."

"Could you be more direct? What other services do you offer?"

"Nothing much, just these, maybe a handjob," the older woman said coldly, her

voice unpleasant.

My heart sank. We were there for sex, not a massage.

"Want a hair washing?" came the young woman's gentle voice from the inner room. This voice sounded more professional.

Yong said, "Wait a bit."

"You don't seem like a local." "Why are you

asking so many questions?" We who frequently travel for work

know the importance of not revealing our identities.

Silence followed.

A sweet, coquettish voice said, "You're so handsome! Where are you from?"

Yong, hearing the woman's compliment, laughed and said, "Jiangxi. What's so handsome about me?"

"Your nose and mouth."

"Don't you want to try them?" I could tell Yong was being cheeky; I knew him too well.

"No, there's plenty of time. Why are you taking your clothes off? It's cold."

"I'm not cold with you here. You have to warm my feet," Yong said, his words sounding lewd.

"Don't rush, let's talk. Is that your colleague outside?" The young woman wasn't fooled.

"Of course! You should take your clothes off too. It's no fun being naked alone."

The conversation in the inner room lowered. I strained my ears, listening intently, but heard no undressing or moaning.

After a while, the young woman came out fully clothed, washed her hands at the tap, went back in, and

immediately came out again, asking if I wanted a massage. I nodded and followed her into the inner room. The inner room was very simple, with only a

narrow bed. Yong was tidying his clothes and winked at me. I quickly told the woman I was with him.

"Damn, what a fucking idiot!" Yong cursed on the way, "This is what you call a prostitute? Damn it, so frustrating!

They won't let me have sex!" I quickly asked what happened. After Yong and the young woman went inside, the woman made Yong lie on the bed

, face down, and massaged him through his clothes. Yong, burning with lust, naturally refused, so he lay on his back and took off his clothes.

But the woman wouldn't take them off. Yong persisted, and she only agreed to let him touch her. Yong reached in and touched

her breasts, which were still wearing a bra; they had no elasticity and felt utterly unpleasant. When he tried to touch further down, the woman absolutely refused.

In the end, she just masturbated Yong, and she used a lot of force, so Yong didn't feel comfortable at all; in fact,

it hurt a little. Luckily, I had his experience as a warning, so I didn't go in. What a failure!

"Go back or what?" I asked Yong, "Are we just giving up like this?" I didn't want to go back, but I

didn't know what to do.

Yong said helplessly, "We guess we have to go back? We can't find a place to have sex."

I laughed and said, "You're working as a bouncer. Even if we found a place, do you think you could handle it?"

"Damn, don't underestimate me!"

We were still wandering around the red-light district when more women waved to us. Yong already had "experience," so I followed

behind him.

The shop was bright and spacious, with a sign that read: Sisters' Hair Salon! I whispered, "The factory workers said

they don't sell to shops with names on them!"

"Listen to me!" Yong said confidently.

"Please sit down, sir!" As soon as we entered, two young women brought us chairs.

Although the lighting inside wasn't very bright, it was a pale pink, but I could still see

the fine crow's feet around the woman who offered me her seat. She had fair skin, a firm bust, and a slender waist; if I could have sex with her, she'd be a good

vessel. My manhood started to stir.

I didn't say anything, completely following Yong's instructions. Having learned my lesson last time, Yong asked first, "

What services do you offer?"

"We have all kinds of services. Would you like a haircut or a massage?" My heart sank a little; if this burning

desire was dampened a few times, it would be completely extinguished.

"We're thinking of..." Yong was a little embarrassed to say the word "sex," "that."

"Oh. I understand! So, would you like to come together or one at a time?" The woman next to him smiled; she

seemed prettier than the one next to me.

Having learned his lesson, Yong retorted, "What do you mean?"

Both women burst out laughing; clearly, we'd acted too naive. "Of course, it's for sex! Did you come here not

for sex?" the woman beside me said. Her direct, vulgar language made me a little embarrassed.

The woman asked me, "Why isn't this handsome guy saying anything? What's your name?"

"My surname is Chen, and his is Zhang!" I answered, then asked, "What are your names?"

After some conversation, I learned some basic information about them: the prettier one was called Xiaoli, and the fairer-skinned one

was called Xiaohong; both were from Wenzhou, Zhejiang. They hadn't found good work outside, mainly because they couldn't earn money, so they

turned to prostitution.

After confirming we wanted to solicit clients, Xiaoli lowered and locked the iron roller shutter door of the shop. Yong and I went into their

inner room, which was simple, clean, and tidy, with two large beds.

Having a strange woman undress me was really uncomfortable, especially with my colleague present; my desire

wasn't as strong as it had been before entering. "Mr. Chen, yours is so big!" Xiao Hong

exclaimed .

"Mr. Zhang, yours is really big!" Xiao Li's voice also rang out from the other end. I found it quite amusing. My colleague

Yong looked over, and he was looking at me too. We smiled at each other.

My penis quickly became erect. Xiao Hong's hands were very soft, and the pressure of her stroking and caressing was just right. I strained

my head, observing her caressing my manhood. Xiao Hong slowly stroked the foreskin on the shaft, down to the base,

and then back towards the glans. I hadn't had a circumcision, so the foreskin still covered the glans. The glans was purplish-black,

and it even looked a little shiny under the pink light.

"Ah ah..." This Yong was too impatient; he actually cried out happily. I turned my head and saw Xiao Li

vigorously stroking his penis. Apparently, he couldn't get hard, so Xiao Li was stroking it quickly. I didn't know if

he was crying out in pleasure or if it was hurting a little.

"Ah!" I also cried out in pleasure. Xiao Hong swallowed my penis into her mouth, her teeth gently biting the shaft

, and I felt it grow even larger. Xiao Hong pulled the foreskin all the way to the base, tightly holding my penis in her mouth,

moving back and forth rhythmically, giving me oral sex. I was so comfortable I just wanted to lie back and stretch out, not having time to look at what was happening around me.

"You give me a blowjob too," Yong asked Xiao Li.

"Mmm. I'll definitely make you feel completely comfortable," Xiao Li's voice was very seductive.

I enjoyed Xiao Hong's oral sex, my sensitive glans clearly feeling her fragrant tongue circling it dozens of times.

It was indescribably pleasurable. Seeing that my penis was already very hard, Xiao Hong straddled me. She

didn't take off her clothes, just pulled her short skirt up a little. She was completely naked underneath.

"Ah!" I moaned, my penis quickly sinking into a warm, moist place, the most

beautiful . Her private parts were so wet.

Next to me, Xiao Li was still vigorously giving Yong oral sex; Yong had just masturbated, so

it wouldn't be easy for him to be both hard and erect this time. And I had already begun to enjoy the pleasure of sex. Xiaohong rose and fell, faster and faster, the only

sound the "slap slap" of their thighs colliding. Her moans were very soft, almost inaudible.

I didn't know where to put my hands, so I reached out to touch her breasts. They were soft and inelastic

. I was a little disappointed, but I began to knead them vigorously. Kneading her breasts through her silk clothes had a unique flavor. Under my kneading,

Xiaohong began to moan, and her movements became more and more intense. I felt the pressure on my penis increasing, it was so tight, each time

it felt like it was about to hit something, but I couldn't.

Xiaohong rose and fell dozens of times, panting heavily, her watery eyes staring at me without saying a word. I

wrapped my arms around her slender waist and began to thrust. I hadn't felt it when she was moving, but as I thrust, I realized

how tight her vagina was; even penetrating half an inch required considerable effort.

I slowly inserted myself, then quickly withdrew. The more I thrust, the more powerful it became, until Xiaohong began to

moan .

"Ah, faster, faster, you're so good!" I was feeling smug when I realized that the beautiful moaning was

coming from Xiaoli next to me. Yong finally got hard and started fucking Xiaoli hard. Hearing the moaning, I felt defeated and

yelled at Xiaohong, "Shout! Shout!" As I said this, I thrust my lower body again, pushing upwards as if

trying to insert my entire penis into her tender flower passage.

"Ah, Master, Master, good, good..." Xiaohong also started moaning. I thought she wasn't moaning because she wasn't moaning well,

but it turned out she was quite good.

The two chickens seemed to be moaning with gusto, each one shouting louder and more lewdly than the other. Yong and I

did the same thing, lying on our backs on the bed, thrusting our lower bodies hard.

"Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore!" I panted heavily, used my waist to thrust a few times quickly, and my lower body released its pre-ejaculation

, spurting out several streams of fluid before collapsing limply onto the bed.

"Ah!" Xiaohong cried out and clung to me. I didn't feel any liquid spray onto

my glans . She faked an orgasm to make me feel better.

A feeling of emptiness came from my lower abdomen, and I realized I wasn't wearing a condom. Over there, Yong also reached

his climax, ejaculating with a loud roar. Xiaoli and Xiaohong got out of bed and went into a small

room , presumably to clean up the semen.

I turned to look at Yong, and he gave me a thumbs-up.

We smiled at each other.

"The End"

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