I went to my son's pre-wedding party.

My name is Huang Liqiong. I just turned 45, I'm 5 feet 2 inches tall, and weigh 110 pounds. I have a pair of 36D breasts that any girl could be proud of—truly, they are absolutely the best part of my body, perky and round. Perhaps because of my Japanese ancestry, my skin is very fair, but I've always wished I had a tan.
However, it's probably the same genes that gave me a flat stomach and long, sexy legs. I'm not bragging, but I'm actually quite good-looking. Even after my husband died, many men tried to sleep with me, but I grew up in a devout family, so I've always believed that true love is sacred, and sex is only for procreation; daily life doesn't require sexual activity.
And that's how I taught my only son, Tommy: premarital sex is unacceptable, and people should be chaste, regardless of gender. As the saying goes, lust is the root of all evil! So my son was still a virgin until he graduated from university and got married. And tomorrow afternoon, my good son, 24-year-old Tommy, will marry his girlfriend from university.
Of course, the girl was also a chaste woman, and would remain a virgin on her wedding night. Wedding preparations were numerous and varied, keeping me incredibly busy for the past few weeks. That day, there were especially many things to do; I, the soon-to-be grandmother, was utterly exhausted and secretly went home to catch a nap. Just then, the phone rang. "I'm looking for Liqiong,"
a woman's voice came through. I didn't recognize the voice and replied, "This is me. Who are you?"
"You might not remember me, but I'm Lanxiang, your colleague from many years ago."
"Ah, Lanxiang, of course I remember you! How are you now?"
I immediately remembered. Before I started working (I haven't worked since my marriage, and my husband has a substantial inheritance), Lanxiang and I weren't very close. I remembered once some thugs harassed her, calling her a "little slut" in front of everyone, and
I stood up and yelled at them until they left. Because I was a high-ranking employee at the company and always very strict, those thugs had some respect for me, and they never bothered Lanxiang again. At that time, Lanxiang was an ordinary housewife, a little plump, who liked to wear heavy makeup, which probably attracted the thugs' attention. Other than that, she rarely meddled in other people's business, and had been married and divorced. After that, she was very grateful that I stood up for her, always saying that if she ever needed help, she would definitely help. Lanxiang was silent for a while on the phone, then finally said, "Liqiong, do you have a few minutes? I have something I want to tell you."
"Of course. Go ahead!"
I said, intrigued. At first, Lanxiang seemed a little embarrassed, and went around in circles before telling me about her past, such as changing jobs several times and eventually moving to Mong Kok. Recently, she heard from a former colleague that Tommy was getting married, and she wanted to congratulate me, knowing that Tommy was a good guy. I listened patiently as she rambled on. Finally, Lanxiang seemed to have mustered her courage: "Liqiong, I was last seeing a man who provides prostitute services. Please don't think I'm a slut. I... um, I work for him now."
Lanxiang fell silent, waiting for my response. I was shocked and didn't know how to respond. Was Lanxiang telling me she was now a prostitute? My former colleague had become a prostitute?? "Liqiong, are you still listening?"
Lanxiang asked worriedly when she didn't hear my response. "Oh, I'm still listening. Please continue!"
I suppressed my astonishment, wondering why she was telling me this. "It's like this, my boss, um, he told me a few days ago that he received a reservation to throw a bachelor party for a man named Tommychan at a hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui this Friday. Liqiong, I knew it was your son as soon as I heard that."
Lanxiang said to me cautiously. My mind was about to explode. This couldn't be true! Tommy would never hire a prostitute for a party. He knew how much I valued loyalty and chastity. Once I calmed down, I mustered my confidence and said, "Lanxiang, you must be mistaken. It's another Tommy, right? I believe my Tommy wouldn't do something like this behind my back."
"No, Liqiong, I had someone check. It really is your son. I'm sure of it."
Lanxiang then answered all my questions, providing many details about the party and their appointment. I really couldn't believe it was true. Tommy did have a bachelor party with a friend he'd mentioned before, but he said it was just drinking and playing cards. Hearing Lanxiang's details, her client really was Tommy, and the appointment was for Tommy to arrange a mature, experienced prostitute to serve him and his groomsmen in their hotel room on Friday—the time and place were correct. Lanxiang said the appointment specifically
mentioned the prostitute providing sexual services to the five men present. I can hardly describe the anger I felt. My son had actually hired prostitutes for a pre-wedding party! I don't even know how I ended my conversation with Lanxiang. My mind was filled with Tommy's betrayal of my parenting. If this is what he wanted, he'll pay the price! Anger and betrayal made me start plotting my revenge. The next day, I called Lanxiang and talked to her for a long time. Lanxiang sincerely told me that she didn't mean to hurt me; she felt I should know about it, and she was still grateful to me for what happened before. I had already drafted a rough plan of revenge in my mind, and if Lanxiang could help me, my plan might work.
I asked Lanxiang if she could arrange with the boss to take the appointment herself. Hearing my request, Lanxiang was surprised. She said she wouldn't be willing to provide sexual services to my son because she considered me a good friend. I told her my plan honestly: "Lanxiang, no, please accept this appointment. I want to go in your place. If my son tries to cheat on me with other women, I'll give him a bachelor party he'll never forget and a lesson he'll never forget!"
Lanxiang understood and
giggled: "Okay, listen, Liqiong, if you're serious, I have an idea. If a new woman joins our business, and it's her first time working, we'll send an experienced person to help arrange the details of the transaction. We can go to their hotel together, and I'll pretend to be the experienced person, your agent. Since they're only paying for one person, I won't be providing any services." "I'll tell them you're a new woman to us, your first time working as a prostitute, so you're a little reserved."
Lanxiang thought for a moment, "I can also say you're married, and you're working as a prostitute because you're sexually unsatisfied with your husband and want to try new men. That way, we can say you're willing to provide sexual services, but you can't be too obvious because you don't want your husband to find out. Liqiong, you really won't believe how many sexually frustrated housewives do exactly that. I can even give you a mask to cover your face and tell them all the 'services' must be one-on-one in a dark room, so your identity will be even less likely to be discovered."
"Great!"
I really wanted to completely ruin Tommy and the prostitute's party. I figured as the party's main character, his friends would let him be the first to "enjoy"
the hired prostitute. Once he entered the room, I'd see how far he'd go. If he really went to have sex with a hired stranger, I'd expose him on the spot. He wouldn't be able to deny his depravity; he'd have to pitifully beg for my forgiveness. If everything goes according to plan, he will never again have such lewd thoughts so easily. Lanxiang arrived at my place as promised on the weekend. Tommy and his friends had gone to a hotel three hours earlier; we were tonight's "call girls."
We were supposed to go to their room at 9 o'clock. It had been three years since I'd seen Lanxiang, and I was surprised to find she looked much sexier than before. She was no longer plump, and her clothes and appearance were beautiful. I opened a bottle of wine to treat her, and while we drank, I asked her about the work of a call girl. Lanxiang patiently explained the services and routines they offered, such as oral sex, intercourse, anal sex, deep throat, and the prices. I started to get nervous, and I drank quickly. Lanxiang brought me a bag of sexy clothes, some wigs, and a carnival-style mask. After drinking quite a bit, I finally settled on a jet-black wig, twice the length of my hair, reaching my waist when I put it on. This wig completely changed the look of my original short hair. The mask Lanxiang brought was large, adorned with feathers, and completely covered my forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks. Except for my lips painted with blood-red lipstick, my face was completely hidden. I tried on all five sets of what Lanxiang called her "work clothes
," and I decided to wear the most alluring one. It was less of a costume and more of a very revealing lingerie set, with extremely high heels—seven-inch heels, I knew men secretly called them "slut
heels." Next came black fishnet stockings and matching lace garters. A black silk thong and a black lace bra; my firm breasts almost burst out of the bra, the thong completely exposing my buttocks, and the thin silk fabric barely covering my private parts. Lanxiang watched, saying I was truly captivating and would be very successful in this line of work. My fair skin, bright red lips, and the black lingerie made me almost unrecognizable as the seductive woman in the mirror. I thought with satisfaction, "Tommy, you'll see!" I draped a knee-length coat over the lingerie, put a mask in my bag, and nervously set off with Lanxiang. We arrived at the hotel quickly. Entering the lobby, the thought of my "customers"
—Tommy, Johnson, Peter, Samuel, and Dick—who had known me, their aunt, for three years, made me nervous. Lanxiang led the way, smiling and telling me to relax: "Sweetheart, don't worry, no one will recognize you. You won't even recognize yourself!"
In the elevator, I carefully put on my mask. After exiting the elevator, Lanxiang found the room and knocked. Dick answered the door. Dick was married; he had always been a good husband and very polite to me. I liked him quite a bit, and I couldn't believe he would be involved in prostitution. I started trembling. I wondered if I had drunk too much with Lanxiang at home. Dick was 6 feet 4 inches tall. He respectfully ushered us into the lobby. Then, I saw Tommy, and anger surged within me. He stared at me with lecherous eyes. Under the mask, I glared back at him. He didn't know that behind that mask and long coat was his own mother.
The men in the room quickly surrounded me, and after introducing themselves, I explained that my alias was "Cuckold Yoyo." Lanxiang skillfully began explaining the terms of the deal to everyone. Up until now, the men had no idea who I was, and Lanxiang acted very naturally, just like in her previous jobs. Lanxiang carefully explained and listed the terms of the transaction: "Alright, everyone, this is the adulterous wife Yoyo. Tonight, she will be responsible for providing all the services you have booked. As
for me, tonight I will only act as Yoyo's observer, agent, and security guard. I will not be working tonight, so none of you can do anything to me. Understand? You are very lucky today because this adulterous wife Yoyo is serving customers for the first time, and each of you can enjoy her to the fullest. She is happy to provide the best service! However, Yoyo has one condition: she is a married woman and this is her first time working. She requires that you wear a mask when she is with you, and I will also need to dim the lights in the room. But, boys, believe me, she is really beautiful. Okay, as for the price, it is 1200 yuan for one session with her. The service can be anything, oral sex and intercourse are on the menu. The only thing is that you can only have one session with her at a time. She plans to discuss group sex services later. Get ready, and we can start this party."
After saying that, Lanxiang turned around and walked behind me, whispering in my ear, "Liqiong, are you ready?"
I nodded. Lanxiang had just introduced me to the men as a commodity with a price tag, and I found myself getting a little excited. Lanxiang unbuttoned my coat, letting it slide to the floor, revealing the sexy lingerie I was wearing underneath. Tommy had never seen me wear such provocative and sexy lingerie before, let alone any other man. Wearing such provocative, almost naked lingerie in front of my son and other men, I felt a chill run down my spine from head to toe, filled with nervousness and humiliation. I don't know if it was the alcohol, but I couldn't believe my genitals were starting to feel wet. "Alright, everyone, what do you think of this hot married woman?"
The men were incredibly excited, drooling and their eyes practically stripping me naked. They whistled, high-fived each other, and were incredibly excited about going to bed with a hot married prostitute.
I glanced at Tommy; he seemed to be the least excited of the group, not overly excited at all. As for me, I embarrassingly found my genitals twitching slightly with inexplicable excitement. I was now standing before my clients as a prostitute, displaying my body like merchandise in the most seductive way. The men's undisguised lust for me, their expressions making me feel like they weren't looking at a woman, but at a plaything, an object they could manipulate at will after paying for it. Their nakedly lustful expressions made me feel a sexiness I had never experienced before.
Tommy, Peter, Dick, and Johnson kept whistling, looking me up and down, saying filthy, suggestive things about women. I never expected them to be so uncouth. Dick unconsciously rubbed the bulge in his crotch, grinning at me, so different from his well-behaved self at home. I didn't realize that these men surrounding me were all about the same height, all my son's teammates from college in the US, all American football players. Seeing that everyone
was satisfied with the "goods," Lanxiang pulled me into the "transaction"
room. As I walked, I unconsciously swayed my waist and hips, seemingly enjoying their gazes. However, I felt an unprecedented tension and fear. I didn't want to become a prostitute raped by six men. I kept calculating that as soon as my son entered and made a move, the game would be over, and he would receive a lesson he would never forget. Lanxiang carefully dimmed the lights and drew the curtains, making it almost impossible to see anything clearly. Lanxiang whispered in my ear, "Liqiong, teach him a lesson. Good luck." Then
she left the room. When the first "customer"
entered, I sat on the edge of the bed wearing a mask. The room was dark; I could only see his outline. His figure was probably Tommy. As soon as he entered, he walked up to me and unzipped his pants. He showed no shame or remorse, only an eagerness to "enjoy"
the body of a strange prostitute. I think he truly valued my education; men are all just beasts, even my own son was just a lustful customer. I reached out and touched his familiar body. In the darkness, I could barely make out his erect penis swaying a few inches in front of me. Perhaps it was the alcohol I'd been drinking, or perhaps it was the sight of me being treated like a slut outside that had aroused my sexual desire; I couldn't resist kneeling before him, wanting to give him oral sex. Without a word, I took his penis into my mouth.
I'd never done oral sex before, but this time, the penis in my mouth felt different. I wondered if Tommy was particularly excited by a hot married prostitute; his penis seemed longer and thicker. The role of a call girl was making me increasingly excited. I'd originally planned to give him a blowjob for a few dozen seconds and then expose him, but unknowingly, I was kneeling before my "client" like a prostitute.
He began to suckle vigorously in front of me. This lewd role-playing was incredibly exciting; I noticed my genitals were overflowing with lubrication, almost dripping down my thin panties. As I licked Tommy's penis, I couldn't help but reach down and caress my own vagina, my fingers immediately covered in the lubrication flowing from within. "Alright! I'll make you ejaculate and embarrass yourself first, so you won't deny it!"
I suddenly realized I wanted this role-playing to continue, even if only for a few more minutes. I had become an animal in heat, a prostitute who loved cock, and I wanted the client in front of me to fuck me hard. After a while, I spat out Tommy's penis, then climbed onto the bed, spreading my legs like a female dog, exposing my ass to my son. I was filled with lust; I wanted to reveal my true identity later, making him regret it.
The man behind me eagerly thrust his penis into my body, which hadn't been used for over a decade, and he began to thrust hard into my vagina. Lust surged within me, and I moaned lasciviously, offering my buttocks to each of his thrusts. An unprecedented pleasure overwhelmed my reason; I was like a mindless sex toy, relentlessly accepting my master's ravaging.
I don't know how much time passed, but then I heard Tommy howl and felt him ejaculate his thick semen inside me. I was almost at orgasm myself; if he had lasted another thirty seconds, I would have reached my climax. He withdrew his limp penis, leaving my lower body feeling empty. I was filled with frustration; the intense sexual desire that had built up inside me couldn't be released. I couldn't escape the frenzied pleasure. Even after Tommy withdrew his penis, I remained prone, frantically rubbing my clitoris. I wanted to reach orgasm and confront Tommy and his partner, but unfortunately, I didn't notice that the person behind me had already zipped up his pants and quickly left the room.
As planned, I had already provided sexual services to Tommy. I knew I should get up, straighten my clothes, follow him out, and confront him directly. However, I couldn't shake off the burning lust within me. I continued to masturbate vigorously, my buttocks raised high in the air. Suddenly, I felt a pair of large hands grab my buttocks. Startled, I turned my head to look back, only to see a blurry figure. This wasn't my plan! Without any warning, another huge, hard penis was thrust directly into my vagina, which was still dripping with Tommy's semen. I could almost hear the "squeak" as it pushed aside the sticky semen inside me
. I panicked, struggling to break free from his hands, but his hands firmly held my buttocks, and his penis mercilessly penetrated deep into my body. I tried to resist, but to no avail. I felt a demonic penis inserted into my vagina, my lower body almost stretched to its limit. I couldn't believe what was happening to me: Tommy's friend was thrusting his penis deep into his mother's vagina, all the way to her uterus, treating his beloved aunt like a prostitute. But I couldn't make a sound. I knew I had to stop. I had to admit that the pleasure from that enormous penis had completely overwhelmed me. Whoever was fucking me so hard gave me pleasure I'd never experienced before. Within thirty seconds of his thrusting, I quickly orgasmed, my vaginal fluids splashing onto his penis with each thrust. I moaned lasciviously, pressing my buttocks against his hips. The intense stimulation caused my lower body to involuntarily contract and spasm, my vaginal walls tightly gripping his penis. Shamelessly, like a prostitute, I let this man defile my body. "Good! Let my son learn his lesson for his terrible mistake, and may he never see these friends again!"
I started making excuses for myself. After the orgasm, my legs went weak, and I collapsed onto the bed. I regained a little consciousness and tried to move my body away, but he roughly pulled me up, holding my buttocks, and continued to thrust into me relentlessly. He probably continued for more than twenty minutes, and despite my attempts to resist, his penis brought me to a second, third, and fourth orgasm.
Finally, I felt him shudder, and then several spurts of hot, thick semen sprayed into my unsuspecting uterus. He let out a satisfied shout, withdrew his penis, and I collapsed onto the bed, feeling utterly exhausted, too weak to move a finger, let alone regain my senses and get up to leave. As soon as he left, another friend of Tommy's came in, I didn't know who he was.
He turned me over and pulled me to the edge of the bed until my head was just hanging off the edge. He was rough, bending my hands behind my back. I felt the cold handcuffs locking my hands tightly. He even took off my mask. I hadn't recovered from the repeated orgasms and had no strength to resist, so I could only let him shove his penis into my upturned mouth.
He insisted on inserting his larger-than-average penis all the way down my throat, then roughly caressed my body, violently kneading my nipples and my already swollen vagina. This man, like a beast, showed no mercy to my body, which gave me a sensation I had never experienced before. But his penis was so long that the head of his penis pressed hard against my throat, and I couldn't help but gag reflexively. I had to use my hands to brace against his waist to prevent his penis from going too deep.
He sensed my resistance and said, "Baby, take my cock down your throat and swallow it all. I'm going to fuck you good."
From his deep voice, I immediately knew he was my son's close black friend. His penis was so long and thick, I guessed at least 14 inches. I almost choked, my throat throbbing violently as I tried to vomit, but he ignored my discomfort and continued to violate my mouth like a prostitute. Soon his penis was covered in the saliva from my mouth and throat, and each time he pulled out, a long stream of saliva flowed from my mouth. I felt like a slutty actress in a porn movie. After trying for a while, he couldn't get his penis all the way down my throat, so he moved my limp body to the ground, made me kneel, and sat on the edge of the bed, forcing me to swallow his penis again. His penis was so thick that I had to open my mouth wide to accommodate his enormous shaft. In this position, he could hold my head firmly with his hands, and I had to endure the nausea caused by the huge foreign object in my throat as he pushed his penis deeper. "That's right, you slutty whore, swallow my penis!"
he couldn't help but groan. I was completely lost in this intense passion. I submitted, trying to relax my throat until my nose touched his pubic hair, and I took his penis completely into my throat. Was this the "deep throat"
service that Lanxiang had mentioned before? For some reason, I suddenly wondered if his wife also satisfied his penis in this way. Dick seemed quite satisfied with my deep throat. He thrust in and out for a while, then reluctantly pulled his penis out and lifted me up, throwing me onto the bed. He knelt between my legs, spread them apart, and lifted them up, pressing them against me until my legs were bent and pressed against my chest. Although the room was dark, I felt I had never felt so exposed and helpless in bed before. In this position, my vagina and anus were stretched and exposed to the air. My vaginal fluid and the semen left by the previous two men soaked my vagina, constantly flowing down and making my anus wet. I felt Dick's penis groping around my vagina and anus. I was burning with desire, trying my best to push my vagina upwards; all I knew was that I needed his big penis.
I'll never forget what happened next: Dick didn't take over my burning vagina; his glans slid down and pressed against my anus. He wanted to fuck my ass! In a panic, I pulled my hands away, only to remember that my hands and ears were locked. I could only twist my body, hoping to stop him from entering, but Dick pressed one hand firmly against my mouth and the other against my body, slowly using the glans to pry open my anus. At first, it was excruciating pain. I struggled fiercely, trying to scream to stop my anus from being torn open, but he quickly pressed his mouth against mine, and my screams turned into indistinct pleas and painful groans. My body twisted helplessly until Dick buried his long penis deep into my anus.
My anus felt like it was on fire, giving me unbearable pain. My tight anus was mercilessly stretched open, his 14-inch penis engulfing my rectum. Dick didn't move immediately; he kissed me first, biting my tongue and lips. He held me like that for five minutes until I started kissing him back. Somehow, the pain in my anus slowly subsided, and I felt a strange pleasure. Dick slowly began to thrust, pulling out an inch and then pushing back in an inch. His precise piston-like movements began to melt my senses. My buttocks began to welcome his increasingly intense thrusts. For the next two or three minutes, I relaxed my body, completely offering my anus to Dick, letting him penetrate me at will.
Dick no longer moved shallowly; he began to completely occupy my anus. He would pull out seven or eight inches and then thrust all the way in, until his testicles slammed hard against my buttocks.
Each thrust made me moan uncontrollably; the incomparably full feeling was ecstatic. I forgot my shame, spreading my arms wide and pulling the chains tightly around my hands, pleasurably accepting Dick's rootless penetration through my anus. Dick treated me like an unconscious sex organ, relentlessly thrusting into me, and I, like a shameless harlot, joyfully accepted his ravaging.
Unlike vaginal intercourse, I suddenly felt a strange change within me; I felt like I needed to urinate. If Dick didn't stop, I would definitely lose control, and my lower body felt like it was about to ejaculate uncontrollably. I begged Dick to stop, but he moved even faster and held me tightly. I couldn't control myself any longer and began to squirt, a hot liquid forcefully gushing from my lower body, hitting Dick's abdominal muscles. I completely lost control; the squirting was endless, completely soaking the sheets beneath me. This incredibly intense pleasure almost made me faint. Dick groaned; my squirting had clearly pushed him to his peak as well. He pulled out his penis, placed it in front of me, pried open my mouth with his thumb, and began ejaculating semen into my mouth. I opened my mouth, letting him spray the thick semen onto my lips, tongue, and mouth. "Whore, swallow it! I have to go back to the queue and patronize your cunt again,"
he demanded loudly. I had never swallowed semen before. Even when I had sex with my husband, if he ejaculated prematurely, I would immediately rush to the bathroom to wash away his semen. This time, however, I craved semen. I tilted my head back and tried my best to swallow every drop of Dick's semen in the darkness. Dick probably gave me eight or nine powerful ejaculations. I felt like I was being overwhelmed by his semen, swallowing almost suffocatingly. Finally, Dick put his swollen glans into my mouth, and I, like a proper prostitute, hungrily sucked out the last of his semen carefully. Dick withdrew his penis with satisfaction and left the room.
I lay exhausted on the bed, too weak to wipe the semen from my face. A few seconds later, I felt another man crawl between my legs. He gripped his penis, parted my labia, and quickly thrust it into my burning pussy. I was exhausted, but not completely satisfied. Mechanically, I clung to the man in front of me, letting him fuck me like a beast.
My memory of what happened next is hazy. I really don't remember what happened after that; I only know that I messed things up. All night long, I became a full-fledged prostitute, willingly letting any man who entered the room rape my body. For the next eight hours, Tommy and his friends used every imaginable hole on my body, one after another. I let them use my pussy, my throat, and my anus. I realized with shame and excitement that I preferred anal sex, so when the room changed, I would offer my asshole to him first. Of course, if he hadn't chosen to penetrate my anus, I would have gladly used my other orifices to satisfy all their demands, including some mild sadomasochistic acts, such as whipping my buttocks and back with a belt, and until the very end, my hands were locked behind my back. At 5 a.m., the men finally finished. Lanxiang came into the room and told me that the party was over for the night. Every orifice in my body was sore, but I was satisfied.
Lanxiang told me that everyone who attended the party left satisfied and exhausted. She told me that she received a full 15,000 yuan, which meant that I had been prostituted many, many times tonight! "Liqiong, my God! Are you okay? You look terrible. You need to clean yourself up before we leave,"
Lanxiang said worriedly. I hobbled into the bathroom in my high heels, the only complete accessory I was wearing. As I walked, thick, white semen left by the men kept gushing from my two orifices, flowing down my thighs and into my heels. My entire body had been relentlessly "used" by men
all night. My jaw and throat were sore and achy, and my stomach felt strange—no wonder, I'd swallowed a lot of semen that night.
I was wet and sticky, reeking of sex, my breasts, nose, face, and eyelashes covered in semi-dried semen. I looked at myself in the mirror: my wig was a mess, with patches of dried semen on it; my lipstick was smeared, my bra and panties were torn, and my fishnet stockings had several large holes in them—I looked like a lowly prostitute on the street.
I slowly returned to reality and started to cry. I hadn't wanted to have sex with anyone; I just wanted to catch Tommy red-handed. I didn't know how things had gotten so messed up. I think at least I knew the truth: Tommy was an unfaithful man, and that was enough. I would never trust him again. If he hadn't hired a prostitute first, I wouldn't have done this. I cried to Lanxiang, "Lanxiang, I didn't want this. I just wanted to keep Tommy by my side. I really didn't want to be a lowly prostitute having sex with his friends."
Lanxiang looked at me with pity and surprise, and said, "Liqiong, I thought you were going to get revenge on him, so you were going to have sex with all his friends.
Tommy didn't even come into the room tonight; it was his friends who were patronizing you! He said his mother always taught him the importance of chastity, and his mother has always upheld it. He didn't want to betray your teachings, so when his friends wanted to have a wild night of prostitution, he just paid for it and didn't come in even once. He even said he wanted to save it for Mrs. Weiji. I'm so sorry, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
I was stunned and sat there crying uncontrollably. After a long while, Lanxiang teased me, "Liqiong, you had a memorable and enjoyable night too, didn't you? You're really amazing, we've never made so much money in one night. We're having a bachelorette party next week, will you come again?"
I couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, and playfully hit her, "Of course! Anyway, I've lost my virginity! Looks like today wasn't a complete waste, I'm in a good mood now! Hahaha!"
My name is Huang Liqiong. I just turned 45, 5 feet 2 inches, 110 pounds, and I have a pair of 36D breasts that any girl could be proud of. Really, they are definitely the best part of my body, perky and round. Perhaps because of my Japanese ancestry, my skin is very fair, but I've always wished I had a bronze complexion.
However, it's probably the same genes that gave me a flat stomach and long, sexy legs. Not to brag, but I'm actually quite good-looking. Even after my husband died, many men tried to sleep with me. But I grew up in a devout family, so I've always believed that true love is sacred, and sex is only for procreation; daily life doesn't require sexual activity.
I've taught my only son, Tommy, the same thing: premarital sex is unacceptable, and everyone, regardless of gender, should be chaste. As the saying goes, lust is the root of all evil! So, my son was still a virgin when he graduated from university and got married. Tomorrow afternoon, my good son, 24-year-old Tommy, will marry his college girlfriend.
Of course, that girl is also a chaste woman; she will still be a virgin on their wedding night. The wedding preparations are incredibly complex, and I've been busy these past few weeks. That day, there were so many things to do; I, the soon-to-be grandmother, was exhausted and secretly went home to catch a nap. Just then, the phone rang. "I'm looking for Liqiong,"
a woman's voice came through. I didn't recognize the voice and replied, "This is me. Who are you?"
"You might not remember me, but I'm Lanxiang, your colleague from many years ago."
"Ah, Lanxiang, of course I remember you! How are you now?"
I immediately remembered. Before I started working (I haven't worked since I got married, and my husband has a large inheritance), Lanxiang and I weren't very close. I remember once some thugs harassed her, calling her a "little slut" in front of everyone.
I stood up and yelled at them until they left. Because I was a high-ranking employee and always very strict, those thugs had some respect for me, and they never bothered Lanxiang again. Back then, Lanxiang was a very ordinary housewife, a little plump, and liked to wear heavy makeup, which probably attracted the thugs' attention. Other than that, she didn't meddle in other people's business, and she had been married and divorced. After that, she was very grateful that I stood up for her, always saying that if I ever needed her help, she would definitely do it. Lanxiang was silent for a moment on the phone before finally speaking, "Liqiong, do you have a few minutes? I have something I want to tell you."
"Of course. Go ahead!"
I replied, intrigued. At first, Lanxiang seemed a little embarrassed, beating around the bush before telling me about her past, such as changing jobs multiple times and eventually moving to Mong Kok. Recently, she heard from a former colleague that Tommy was getting married, and she wanted to congratulate me, knowing Tommy was a good guy. I listened patiently as she rambled on. Finally, Lanxiang seemed to muster her courage: "Liqiong, I ended up dating a man who provides prostitute services. Please don't think I'm a despicable person, I… um, I work for him now."
Lanxiang fell silent, waiting for my response. I was shocked and didn't know how to respond. Was Lanxiang telling me she was now a prostitute? My former colleague had become a prostitute?? "Liqiong, are you still listening?"
Lanxiang asked worriedly when she didn't hear my response. "Oh, I'm still here, please continue!"
I suppressed my astonishment, wondering why she was telling me all this. "It's like this, my boss, well, he told me a few days ago that he received a reservation for a bachelor party this Friday at a hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui for a man named Tommychan. Lijuan, I knew it was your son the moment I heard that."
Lanxiang said cautiously. My mind was about to explode. This couldn't be true! Tommy would never hire a prostitute for a party; he knew how much I valued loyalty and chastity. After calming myself down, I mustered my confidence and said, "Lanxiang, you must be mistaken. It's another Tommy, right? I believe my Tommy wouldn't do something like this behind my back."
"No, Lijuan, I had someone check, it really is your son. I'm sure of it."
Lanxiang then answered all my questions one by one, providing many details about the party and their reservation. I really couldn't believe it was true. Tommy did indeed have a bachelor party with a friend he'd mentioned before his wedding, but he said it was just about drinking and playing cards. Hearing Lanxiang's detailed description, it was clear her client was indeed Tommy, and the appointment was for a mature, experienced prostitute to come to their hotel room on Friday to serve him and his groomsmen—the time and place were correct.
Lanxiang said the appointment specifically mentioned the prostitute would provide sexual services to five men present. I can hardly describe the anger I felt; my son was having a pre-wedding prostitution party! I don't even know how I ended the conversation with Lanxiang; my mind was filled with Tommy's betrayal of my upbringing. If this was what he wanted, he would pay the price! Anger and betrayal made me plan my revenge. The next day, I called Lanxiang and talked to her for a long time. Lanxiang sincerely told me she didn't mean to hurt me; she felt I should know, and she was still grateful to me for what happened before. I had already drafted a rough plan of revenge in my mind, and if Lanxiang could help me, my plan might work.
I asked Lanxiang if she could arrange with the boss to take the appointment herself. Hearing my request, Lanxiang was surprised. She said she wouldn't be willing to provide sexual services to my son because she considered me a good friend. I told her my plan truthfully: "Lanxiang, no, please take this appointment. I want to go in your place. If my son tries to cheat on me with other women, I'll give him a bachelor party he'll never forget and a lesson he'll never forget!"
Lanxiang understood and
giggled: "Okay, listen, Liqiong, if you're serious, I have an idea. If a new woman joins us, and it's her first time working, we'll send an experienced person to help arrange the details of the transaction. We can go to their hotel together, and I'll pretend to be the experienced person, your agent. Because they're only paying for one person, I won't be providing the service." "I'll tell them you're a new woman to us, your first time working as a prostitute, so you're a little reserved."
Lanxiang thought for a moment, "I can also say you're married, and you're working as a prostitute because you're sexually unsatisfied with your husband and want to try new men. That way, we can say you're willing to provide sexual services, but you can't be too obvious because you don't want your husband to find out. Liqiong, you really won't believe how many sexually frustrated housewives do exactly that. I can even give you a mask to cover your face and tell them all the 'services' must be one-on-one in a dark room, so your identity will be even less likely to be discovered."
"Great!"
I really wanted to completely ruin Tommy and the prostitute's party. I figured as the party's main character, his friends would let him be the first to "enjoy"
the hired prostitute. Once he entered the room, I'd see how far he'd go. If he really went to have sex with a hired stranger, I'd expose him on the spot. He wouldn't be able to deny his depravity; he'd have to pitifully beg for my forgiveness. If everything goes according to plan, he will never again have such lewd thoughts so easily. On the weekend, Lanxiang arrived at my place as promised. Tommy and his friends had gone to a hotel three hours earlier; we, the "call girls" for tonight
, were supposed to go to their room at 9 pm. Having not seen Lanxiang for three years, I was surprised to find her much sexier than before, no longer plump, and beautiful in both clothes and appearance. I opened a bottle of wine to treat her, and while we drank, I asked her about the work of a call girl. Lanxiang patiently explained the services and routines they offered, such as oral sex, intercourse, anal sex, deep throat, and prices. I started to get nervous, and I drank quickly. Lanxiang brought me a bag of sexy clothing, some wigs, and a carnival-style mask. After drinking quite a bit, I finally settled on a jet-black wig, twice the length of my hair, reaching down to my waist when I put it on. This wig completely changed the appearance of my original short hair. The mask Lanxiang brought was large, adorned with feathers, completely obscuring my forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks. Except for my lips, painted with blood-red lipstick, my face was completely hidden. I tried on all five of the "work outfits" Lanxiang brought, which she euphemistically called
"work clothes," and decided to wear the most alluring one. It was less of a costume and more of extremely revealing lingerie, with very high heels—slim, seven-inch heels, which I knew men secretly called "slut
heels." Next came black fishnet stockings and matching lace garters. A black silk thong and a black lace bra; my firm breasts almost burst out of the bra, the thong completely exposing my buttocks, and the thin silk fabric barely covering my private parts. Lanxiang watched, saying I was truly captivating and would be very successful in this line of work. My fair skin, bright red lips, and black lingerie made me unrecognizable as the seductive woman in the mirror. I thought to myself with satisfaction, "Tommy, you'll get what's coming to you soon enough!" I threw on a knee-length coat over my lingerie, slipped a mask into my bag, and nervously set off with Lanxiang. We arrived at the hotel quickly. As I walked into the lobby, the thought of my "customer"...
There were Tommy, Johnson, Peter, Samuel, and Dick, among others. They had known me, their aunt, for three years. I started to get nervous. Lanxiang led the way, smiling and telling me to relax: "Sweetheart, don't worry, no one will recognize you. You won't even recognize yourself!"
In the elevator, I carefully put on my mask. After exiting the elevator, Lanxiang found the room and knocked on the door. Dick answered. Dick was married; he had always been a good husband at home and very polite to me. I liked him quite a bit, and I couldn't believe he would be involved in prostitution. I started trembling all over. I wondered if I had drunk too much with Lanxiang at home earlier. Dick was 6 feet 4 inches tall. He respectfully ushered us into the living room. Then, I saw Tommy, and a surge of anger rose within me. He stared at me with lecherous eyes. Under the mask, I glared back at him fiercely. He didn't know that behind that mask and long coat was his own mother.
The men in the room quickly surrounded me, and after introducing themselves, I explained that my alias was "Cuckold Yoyo." Lanxiang skillfully began explaining the terms of the deal to everyone. Up until now, the men had no idea who I was, and Lanxiang acted very naturally, just like in her previous jobs. Lanxiang carefully explained and listed the terms of the transaction: "Alright, everyone, this is the adulterous wife Yoyo. Tonight, she will be responsible for providing all the services you have booked. As
for me, tonight I will only act as Yoyo's observer, agent, and security guard. I will not be working tonight, so none of you can do anything to me. Understand? You are very lucky today because this adulterous wife Yoyo is serving customers for the first time, and each of you can enjoy her to the fullest. She is happy to provide the best service! However, Yoyo has one condition: she is a married woman and this is her first time working. She requires that you wear a mask when she is with you, and I will also need to dim the lights in the room. But, boys, believe me, she is really beautiful. Okay, as for the price, it is 1200 yuan for one session with her. The service can be anything, oral sex and intercourse are on the menu. The only thing is that you can only have one session with her at a time. She plans to discuss group sex services later. Get ready, and we can start this party."
After saying that, Lanxiang turned around and walked behind me, whispering in my ear, "Liqiong, are you ready?"
I nodded. Lanxiang had just introduced me to the men as a commodity with a price tag, and I found myself getting a little excited. Lanxiang unbuttoned my coat, letting it slide to the floor, revealing the sexy lingerie I was wearing underneath. Tommy had never seen me wear such provocative and sexy lingerie before, let alone any other man. Wearing such provocative, almost naked lingerie in front of my son and other men, I felt a chill run down my spine from head to toe, filled with nervousness and humiliation. I don't know if it was the alcohol, but I couldn't believe my genitals were starting to feel wet. "Alright, everyone, what do you think of this hot married woman?"
The men were incredibly excited, drooling and their eyes practically stripping me naked. They whistled, high-fived each other, and were incredibly excited about going to bed with a hot married prostitute.
I glanced at Tommy; he seemed to be the least excited of the group, not overly excited at all. As for me, I embarrassingly found my genitals twitching slightly with inexplicable excitement. I was now standing before my clients as a prostitute, displaying my body like merchandise in the most seductive way. The men's undisguised lust for me, their expressions making me feel like they weren't looking at a woman, but at a plaything, an object they could manipulate at will after paying for it. Their nakedly lustful expressions made me feel a sexiness I had never experienced before.
Tommy, Peter, Dick, and Johnson kept whistling, looking me up and down, saying filthy, suggestive things about women. I never expected them to be so uncouth. Dick unconsciously rubbed the bulge in his crotch, grinning at me, so different from his well-behaved self at home. I didn't realize that these men surrounding me were all about the same height, all my son's teammates from college in the US, all American football players. Seeing that everyone
was satisfied with the "goods," Lanxiang pulled me into the "transaction"
room. As I walked, I unconsciously swayed my waist and hips, seemingly enjoying their gazes. However, I felt an unprecedented tension and fear. I didn't want to become a prostitute raped by six men. I kept calculating that as soon as my son entered and made a move, the game would be over, and he would receive a lesson he would never forget. Lanxiang carefully dimmed the lights and drew the curtains, making it almost impossible to see anything clearly. Lanxiang whispered in my ear, "Liqiong, teach him a lesson. Good luck." Then
she left the room. When the first "customer"
entered, I sat on the edge of the bed wearing a mask. The room was dark; I could only see his outline. His figure was probably Tommy. As soon as he entered, he walked up to me and unzipped his pants. He showed no shame or remorse, only an eagerness to "enjoy"
the body of a strange prostitute. I think he truly valued my education; men are all just beasts, even my own son was just a lustful customer. I reached out and touched his familiar body. In the darkness, I could barely make out his erect penis swaying a few inches in front of me. Perhaps it was because I was a little drunk earlier, or perhaps it was because being watched like a slutty prostitute outside had aroused my sexual desire, but I couldn't help but kneel before him, wanting to give him oral sex. Without a word, I took the penis in front of me into my mouth.
I had never given oral sex before, but this time, the penis in my mouth seemed a little different. I wondered if Tommy was particularly excited by a hot married prostitute; his penis seemed longer and thicker. The role of a call girl was also making me more and more excited. I had originally planned to give him oral sex for a few dozen seconds and then expose him, but without realizing it, I was kneeling
before my "client" like a prostitute, sucking him vigorously. This lewd role-playing was so exciting that I found my genitals overflowing with lubrication, almost dripping down my thin underwear. As I licked Tommy's penis, I couldn't help but reach down and caress my own vagina, my fingers immediately becoming covered in the love juices flowing from within. "Alright! I'll make you ejaculate and embarrass yourself first, so you won't deny it!"
I suddenly realized that I wanted this role-playing to continue, even if only for a few more minutes. I had become an animal in heat, a prostitute who loved cock, and I wanted the client in front of me to fuck me hard. After a while, I spat out Tommy's penis, then climbed onto the bed, spreading my legs like a female dog, exposing my ass to my son. I was filled with lust, and I wanted to reveal my identity later, making him regret it.
The man behind me couldn't wait to thrust his penis into my body, which hadn't been used for over a decade, and he began to thrust hard into my vagina. Lust surged within me, and I moaned lasciviously, offering my buttocks to each of his thrusts. An unprecedented pleasure overwhelmed my reason; I was like a mindless sex toy, relentlessly accepting my master's ravaging.
I don't know how much time passed, but then I heard Tommy howl and felt him ejaculate his thick semen inside me. I was almost at orgasm myself; if he had lasted another thirty seconds, I would have reached my climax. He withdrew his limp penis, leaving my lower body feeling empty. I was filled with frustration; the intense sexual desire that had built up inside me couldn't be released. I couldn't escape the frenzied pleasure. Even after Tommy withdrew his penis, I remained prone, frantically rubbing my clitoris. I wanted to reach orgasm and confront Tommy and his partner, but unfortunately, I didn't notice that the person behind me had already zipped up his pants and quickly left the room.
As planned, I had already provided sexual services to Tommy. I knew I should get up, straighten my clothes, follow him out, and confront him directly. However, I couldn't shake off the burning lust within me. I continued to masturbate vigorously, my buttocks raised high in the air. Suddenly, I felt a pair of large hands grab my buttocks. Startled, I turned my head to look back, only to see a blurry figure. This wasn't my plan! Without any warning, another huge, hard penis was thrust directly into my vagina, which was still dripping with Tommy's semen. I could almost hear the "squeak" as it pushed aside the sticky semen inside me
. I panicked, struggling to break free from his hands, but his hands firmly held my buttocks, and his penis mercilessly penetrated deep into my body. I tried to resist, but to no avail. I felt a demonic penis inserted into my vagina, my lower body almost stretched to its limit. I couldn't believe what was happening to me: Tommy's friend was thrusting his penis deep into his mother's vagina, all the way to her uterus, treating his beloved aunt like a prostitute. But I couldn't make a sound. I knew I had to stop. I had to admit that the pleasure from that enormous penis had completely overwhelmed me. Whoever was fucking me so hard gave me pleasure I'd never experienced before. Within thirty seconds of his thrusting, I quickly orgasmed, my vaginal fluids splashing onto his penis with each thrust. I moaned lasciviously, pressing my buttocks against his hips. The intense stimulation caused my lower body to involuntarily contract and spasm, my vaginal walls tightly gripping his penis. Shamelessly, like a prostitute, I let this man defile my body. "Good! Let my son learn his lesson for his terrible mistake, and may he never see these friends again!"
I started making excuses for myself. After the orgasm, my legs went weak, and I collapsed onto the bed. I regained a little consciousness and tried to move my body away, but he roughly pulled me up, holding my buttocks, and continued to thrust into me relentlessly. He probably continued for more than twenty minutes, and despite my attempts to resist, his penis brought me to a second, third, and fourth orgasm.
Finally, I felt him shudder, and then several spurts of hot, thick semen sprayed into my unsuspecting uterus. He let out a satisfied shout, withdrew his penis, and I collapsed onto the bed, feeling utterly exhausted, too weak to move a finger, let alone regain my senses and get up to leave. As soon as he left, another friend of Tommy's came in, I didn't know who he was.
He turned me over and pulled me to the edge of the bed until my head was just hanging off the edge. He was rough, bending my hands behind my back. I felt the cold handcuffs locking my hands tightly. He even took off my mask. I hadn't recovered from the repeated orgasms and had no strength to resist, so I could only let him shove his penis into my upturned mouth.
He insisted on inserting his larger-than-average penis all the way down my throat, then roughly caressed my body, violently kneading my nipples and my already swollen vagina. This man, like a beast, showed no mercy to my body, which gave me a sensation I had never experienced before. But his penis was so long that the head of his penis pressed hard against my throat, and I couldn't help but gag reflexively. I had to use my hands to brace against his waist to prevent his penis from going too deep.
He sensed my resistance and said, "Baby, take my cock down your throat and swallow it all. I'm going to fuck you good."
From his deep voice, I immediately knew he was my son's close black friend. His penis was so long and thick, I guessed at least 14 inches. I almost choked, my throat throbbing violently as I tried to vomit, but he ignored my discomfort and continued to violate my mouth like a prostitute. Soon his penis was covered in the saliva from my mouth and throat, and each time he pulled out, a long stream of saliva flowed from my mouth. I felt like a slutty actress in a porn movie. After trying for a while, he couldn't get his penis all the way down my throat, so he moved my limp body to the ground, made me kneel, and sat on the edge of the bed, forcing me to swallow his penis again. His penis was so thick that I had to open my mouth wide to accommodate his enormous shaft. In this position, he could hold my head firmly with his hands, and I had to endure the nausea caused by the huge foreign object in my throat as he pushed his penis deeper. "That's right, you slutty whore, swallow my penis!"
he couldn't help but groan. I was completely lost in this intense passion. I submitted, trying to relax my throat until my nose touched his pubic hair, and I took his penis completely into my throat. Was this the "deep throat"
service that Lanxiang had mentioned before? For some reason, I suddenly wondered if his wife also satisfied his penis in this way. Dick seemed quite satisfied with my deep throat. He thrust in and out for a while, then reluctantly pulled his penis out and lifted me up, throwing me onto the bed. He knelt between my legs, spread them apart, and lifted them up, pressing them against me until my legs were bent and pressed against my chest. Although the room was dark, I felt I had never felt so exposed and helpless in bed before. In this position, my vagina and anus were stretched and exposed to the air. My vaginal fluid and the semen left by the previous two men soaked my vagina, constantly flowing down and making my anus wet. I felt Dick's penis groping around my vagina and anus. I was burning with desire, trying my best to push my vagina upwards; all I knew was that I needed his big penis.
I'll never forget what happened next: Dick didn't take over my burning vagina; his glans slid down and pressed against my anus. He wanted to fuck my ass! In a panic, I pulled my hands away, only to remember that my hands and ears were locked. I could only twist my body, hoping to stop him from entering, but Dick pressed one hand firmly against my mouth and the other against my body, slowly using the glans to pry open my anus. At first, it was excruciating pain. I struggled fiercely, trying to scream to stop my anus from being torn open, but he quickly pressed his mouth against mine, and my screams turned into indistinct pleas and painful groans. My body twisted helplessly until Dick buried his long penis deep into my anus.
My anus felt like it was on fire, giving me unbearable pain. My tight anus was mercilessly stretched open, his 14-inch penis engulfing my rectum. Dick didn't move immediately; he kissed me first, biting my tongue and lips. He held me like that for five minutes until I started kissing him back. Somehow, the pain in my anus slowly subsided, and I felt a strange pleasure. Dick slowly began to thrust, pulling out an inch and then pushing back in an inch. His precise piston-like movements began to melt my senses. My buttocks began to welcome his increasingly intense thrusts. For the next two or three minutes, I relaxed my body, completely offering my anus to Dick, letting him penetrate me at will.
Dick no longer moved shallowly; he began to completely occupy my anus. He would pull out seven or eight inches and then thrust all the way in, until his testicles slammed hard against my buttocks.
Each thrust made me moan uncontrollably; the incomparably full feeling was ecstatic. I forgot my shame, spread my arms wide, and pulled the chains tightly around my anus, pleasurably accepting Dick's rootless penetration. Dick treated me like an unconscious sex organ, relentlessly thrusting into me, and I joyfully accepted his ravaging like a lowly harlot.
Unlike vaginal intercourse, I suddenly felt a strange change inside my body. I felt like I needed to urinate, and if Dick didn't stop, I would definitely lose control; it felt like my lower body was about to ejaculate uncontrollably. I begged Dick to stop, but he moved even faster and held me tightly. I couldn't control myself anymore and started to squirt. A stream of hot liquid forcefully gushed from my lower body, hitting Dick's abdominal muscles. I completely lost control of my bladder, the squirting continuing unabated, completely soaking the sheets beneath me. This incredibly intense pleasure almost made me faint. Dick groaned; my squirting had clearly brought him to his peak as well. He pulled out his penis, placed it in front of me, pried open my mouth with his thumb, and began to ejaculate into my mouth. I opened my mouth, letting him spray the thick semen onto my lips, tongue, and mouth. "Whore, swallow it! I have to go back to the queue and patronize your cunt again,"
he demanded loudly. I had never swallowed semen before. Even when my husband ejaculated prematurely during sex, I would immediately rush to the bathroom to wash it off. This time, however, I craved semen. I tilted my head back and, in the darkness, tried my best to swallow every drop of Dick's semen. Dick probably gave me eight or nine powerful ejaculations; I felt like I was being overwhelmed by his semen, swallowing almost suffocatingly. Finally, Dick put his swollen glans into my mouth, and I, like a proper prostitute, hungrily sucked up the last drops of his semen. Dick withdrew his penis with satisfaction and left the room.
I lay exhausted on the bed, too weak to wipe the semen from my face. A few seconds later, I felt another man crawl between my legs. He gripped his penis, parted my labia, and quickly thrust into my burning vagina. I was exhausted, but not completely satisfied. Mechanically, I clung to the man in front of me, letting him fuck me like a beast.
My memory of what happened next is hazy. I really don't remember what happened after that; I only know that I messed things up. All night, I became a full-fledged prostitute, willingly letting any man who entered the room rape my body. For the next eight hours, Tommy and his friends used every imaginable method on my body, one after another. I let them use my vagina, throat, and anus. I realized with shame and excitement that I preferred anal sex, so when the room changed, I would offer my asshole first. Of course, if he didn't choose to penetrate my anus, I would gladly use other holes to satisfy all their demands, including some mild sadomasochism, such as whipping my buttocks and back with a belt, and until the very end, my hands were chained behind my back. At 5 a.m., the men finally finished. Lanxiang came into the room and told me the party was over. Every hole in my body was sore, but I was satisfied.
Lanxiang told me that everyone who attended the party left satisfied and exhausted. She told me she received a full 15,000 yuan, which meant I was prostituted many, many times tonight! "Liqiong, my God! Are you okay? You look terrible. You need to clean yourself up before we leave,"
Lanxiang said worriedly. I hobbled into the bathroom in my high heels, the only intact accessory I was wearing. As I walked, thick, white semen left by men kept gushing from my two vaginal openings, flowing down my thighs and into my heels. My entire body had been mercilessly "used" by men
all night. My jaw and throat were sore and achy, and my stomach felt strange. No wonder, I had swallowed a lot of semen tonight.
I was wet and sticky all over, filled with the lewd smell of sex. My breasts, nose, face, and eyelashes were covered with half-dried semen. I looked at myself in the mirror. My wig was a mess, covered in dried semen stains; my lipstick was smeared, my bra and panties were torn to shreds, and my fishnet stockings had several large holes in them—I looked like a low-class prostitute on the street.
I slowly returned to reality, and I started to cry. I hadn't wanted to have sex with anyone; I just wanted to catch Tommy red-handed. I didn't know how things had gotten so messed up. I think at least I know the truth now—Tommy is an unfaithful man—and that's enough. I'll never trust him again. If he hadn't hired a prostitute first, I wouldn't have done this. I cried to Lanxiang, "Lanxiang, I didn't want this. I just wanted to keep Tommy by my side. I really didn't want to be a lowly prostitute having sex with his friends."
Lanxiang looked at me with pity and surprise, and said, "Liqiong, I thought you were going to get revenge on him, so you were going to have sex with all his friends.
Tommy didn't even come into the room tonight; it was his friends who were patronizing you! He said his mother always taught him the importance of chastity, and his mother has always upheld it. He didn't want to betray your teachings, so when his friends wanted to have a wild night of prostitution, he just paid for it and didn't come in even once. He even said he wanted to save it for Mrs. Weiji. I'm so sorry, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
I was stunned and sat there crying uncontrollably. After a long while, Lanxiang teased me, "Liqiong, you had a memorable and enjoyable night too, didn't you? You're really amazing; we've never made so much money in one night. We're having a bachelorette party next week, are you coming?"
I couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, and playfully hit her, "Of course! Anyway, I've lost my virginity! Looks like today wasn't a complete waste, and I'm in a better mood! Hahaha!"

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