I work as a respectable woman in a massage parlor.

My wife went to stay with her parents when she was eight months pregnant. I would visit her sometimes, but most of the time I was alone at home, and since I love watching porn online, I was getting restless.

There's a saying, "My wife's not home today, I'm so happy, so incredibly happy."

With her far away, I was happily free, no one to restrain me. So, only two days after she left, I missed her terribly, both physically and emotionally. I decided to find someone to take her place for the next 10 or 20 days to ease my endless longing.

{Buddha, forgive me.} So I went to a massage parlor. Since I'm henpecked by my wife, I rarely go to these places to enjoy myself. I found a mid-range massage and foot bath parlor. Because I didn't have much money and didn't know the rules, this one seemed good. The bright red sign advertised: Massage, foot bath, bath, back massage, full service 38 yuan.

As soon as I entered, a quick-witted young man greeted me and led me to a private room. After pouring tea, he asked me to wait a moment, saying a waiter would be right there.

A little while later, a woman in work clothes arrived. She looked to be about 25 or 26 years old, with an ordinary appearance and average height, but a very thin and bony figure. She asked, "Boss, what kind of service do you need?"

I ordered the full package, and she proceeded to have me change into pajamas, which were basically just a pair of pants that went past my knees. While I was changing, she went to fetch a wooden basin for washing my feet. Shortly after I finished, she returned with the basin and had me put my feet in. After confirming that the temperature was comfortable, she began to massage my feet. Since I'm not a regular at such places and didn't know her well, we didn't talk much while she was washing my feet, just chatted casually for a bit.

After the foot wash, it was finally time for the massage. She brought out a bottle of oil and began massaging my body, sometimes tapping, sometimes pushing, with varying pressure. First her massaged my arms, then my chest, thighs, and so on. When she massaged my inner thighs, I felt a surge of excitement, and my penis became erect, pushing the crotch of my pajama pants high.

She pretended not to notice and continued the massage. While massaging my head, she had me lie on my back on her lap, while she sat cross-legged. At this moment, my eyes were fixed on her face, my mind wandering to whether she would be excited to see my erection.

The masseuse noticed me looking at her and laughed, asking, "Why are you staring at me like that?" I said, "I think you're pretty, is that not allowed?" Then I asked her, "What's your last name?" She chuckled

and said, "My last name is Wang, boss, you're just lying." I said, "No, I'm not lying, you have a very sexy figure." She didn't say anything.

I continued, "Where are you from, and why are you doing this kind of work?" She replied, "I'm from Yuncheng. This job pays better, much better than being a waitress in a restaurant."

I asked her, "How much a month?" She replied: "The base salary is 300 yuan, plus massage commission, it's about 1500 yuan."

I said: "That's not much. By the way, do you do 'that' here?" She stopped what she was doing and asked: "What?"

I said: "Do you have any girls? Can I have sex?" She said: "No, we're quite formal here, we only do massages. We do have one girl, but she can't have sex, she only does breast massages. Do you want her, boss?"

I asked: "How much?" She said: "168 yuan."

Wow, that's expensive? I said: "No, I have something to do later, I'll leave after the massage." "Hey, how old are you?"

She said: "How old do I look to you?" I said: "You look like 18 or 19." She laughed and said: "You're such a liar.

" I pretended to be honest and said: "No, you really do look like 18 or 19. Are you 21?" She said: "I'm 26."

I said: "Really? You don't look 26 at all, you're so young. Are you married?" She replied: "Yes, I'm married, and my child is 2 years old."

I said, "Really? Then why aren't you at home taking care of the kids? Where do you live?" She said, "I live in Hexi (Hexi District in our city). My mom takes care of the kids. I don't want to work, but I'm from out of town, and I want to earn more money so I can go back home and start a small business."

I said, "Oh, so your husband is in Yuncheng?" She replied, "No, he's here, working as a security guard at a supermarket."

I was surprised and asked her, "So he made you do this job?" She said, "What's wrong with that? I only do massages, I don't do any other services."

I was a little disappointed, but still said, "So no customers want to have sex with you?" She replied, "No, usually if a customer wants that kind of service, they won't come to me." I continued to ask her, "Then don't you go home? It's quite far from Hexi." She said, "Yes, I go home one day a week, I get one day off a week."

I continued to ask, "So you don't go out at night?" She said, "Why would I go out if there's nothing wrong? This place is so chaotic, and besides, it's not like I can just go out freely. Unless I have something to do, I ask for leave. I usually stay here." I asked, "How much do you get paid for a massage?" She replied, "For a full service like yours, I get 15 yuan. If it's a 100-yuan hand massage, I get 30 yuan."

I said, "You do hand massages?" She laughed awkwardly and answered, "Yes, we didn't have sex, and I didn't cheat on my husband, haha." To ease the tension, I changed the subject and asked, "What do you like to eat?" She replied, "Cold noodles, chocolate, pineapple, hot pot, lots of things."

After resting with my eyes closed for a while, I said to her, "Next time I come, I'll ask you for a massage. You can do a hand massage, and I'll give you more money. We don't need to go through the massage parlor, so you can get more money, okay?"

She said, "No, it wouldn't be good if they found out."

We chatted like this, and the massage, foot wash, and back massage were all finished. She wanted me to go downstairs to shower, but I refused, saying I could shower at home. Finally, I asked her how to find her next time; she just said number 8. After I gave her 50 yuan, she took the money and told me to wait. Then she paid 38 yuan for me and gave me 12 yuan in change. I casually said, "Here you go, good job." She was happy to hear that and put the money away. Then she asked if I wanted some more tea. I checked the time on my phone; it was already 11:30 PM. I said no, I'd change my clothes and leave, and drink at home. I picked up my clothes to change, but seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I shamelessly took off my massage parlor pajamas in front of her. My naked body was exposed in front of her, my penis excitedly showing off, its red, thick glans throbbing. She just glanced at it casually, then turned away and pretended to watch TV.

I got dressed, and she saw me all the way to the door. After I got home, I turned on my computer and pulled up some porn. As I watched, I fantasized about licking her labia, touching her breasts, and having my penis inside her mouth. I don't know when, but I ejaculated, shooting quite far. (I usually just let it leak out; it's rare for it to actually ejaculate, let alone travel that far, sigh.) Three days later, I changed into clean clothes and went to that massage parlor. I went straight to number 8 and asked her for the full service for 38 yuan. After watching TV in the private room for a while, she arrived. We did the same thing as last time, chatting and laughing while getting a massage. This time, however, my hands wandered over and touched her breasts for a bit, and she didn't object. Her breasts weren't very big, rather small, but they felt quite full, especially her nipples, which were thin and long.

This time, I still gave her 50 yuan. After deducting the 38 yuan service fee, I gave her 12 yuan as a tip.

The third time I went to see number 8, I had some drinks at dinner and watched some porn. I didn't really want to get a massage, but I was so incredibly aroused, and seeing that it was only 10 pm, I got dressed and went. On the way, I bought a box of chocolates—the cheap kind, the kind that cost 6 yuan for a big bar, of course. This time, I went in and told the receptionist I wanted number 8. The receptionist said that number 8 was currently giving a massage to a customer and would probably be done soon, asking if I wanted to choose another one or wait. My choice, of course, was to wait. While waiting, I changed into my pajama bottoms.

Thirty minutes later, I was lying in the private room watching TV, bored, when the door opened, revealing number 8. She said to me, "Have you been waiting long?" I said, "Not long." She said, "I'll go get the basin." I said, "Never mind, let's just get the massage done. Oh, and this is for you." Saying this, I took the chocolate I bought from my suit pocket and stuffed it into her hand.

She said happily, "How did you know I like chocolate?" I said, "You told me when I came for massages the last two times, didn't you forget?" She replied, "Really? You really remembered?" I said, "Yes, I also know you like hot pot, pineapple, and noodles."

She was very happy to hear this, packed the chocolate away, kicked off her slippers, got on the bed, and half-knelt in front of me to start massaging me.

First, she massaged my back, her fingers moving from my back down to my calves, and also rubbing my buttocks about ten times. She hadn't massaged that area the first two times; perhaps it was because I gave her chocolate today that she was happy. I felt her fingers pressing on my buttocks through my thin pajama pants, and a couple of times they even touched the base of my prostate, causing my penis to involuntarily harden and press against the bed, which was very uncomfortable. After

massaging my back, I rolled over onto my back. By this time, because the stimulation from the buttock massage had lasted quite a while, my penis had softened.

She sat beside me, one leg extended forward next to my head, the other foot under her buttocks, and spread her hands out, first pushing back and forth across my chest a few times, then starting to massage my chest. Her fingers moved with varying pressure and speed. To be honest, her massage technique was really good. When she massaged my nipples, she deliberately lingered for a while. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She smiled at me, looking into my eyes, while her index fingers and thumbs formed crab claws, pinching my nipples with moderate pressure and rubbing them evenly. A pleasure I'd never experienced before slowly spread from my nipples through my nerve cells, a tingling, itchy sensation that instantly surged to my lower body, causing my penis to erect and create a small tent in my pajama pants.

Our eyes met. I saw the provocative look in her eyes, but she saw only my frenzied desire. Suddenly, she squeezed her fingers together, intensifying the assault on my nipples. I moaned along with her movements: "Oh... ooh... ah..." Excitement drove my penis to throb and pound, my hands spreading out, then closing again, gripping the sheets and mattress tightly, crumpling the bedding.

Just as I was struggling to endure her simple yet powerful nipple assault, about to scream in despair, she released her grip and began massaging my stomach. As my assault ceased, my hands loosened, and the sheets were finally freed from their torment. She massaged me, asking, "Is it comfortable?" I replied, "Yes, very comfortable, you're amazing."

She didn't say anything, just continued massaging without a word. After her teasing, I started to get restless. I casually placed one hand on her foot as I stretched. After a while, seeing she didn't seem bothered, I slowly began to caress her foot. Her foot was long and slender, with little flesh, highlighting its thin, bony shape. Although she was wearing short, flesh-colored stockings, the calluses on the soles were still very noticeable—not very thick, but quite firm. Her soles were a bright red, showing through the stockings.

Just as my attention was focused on her feet, her hand suddenly moved to my thigh. As she massaged the inside of my thigh, her hand would intentionally or unintentionally brush against my scrotum. I saw her massaging with her head down, and I didn't know if she was lost in thought or staring blankly at the tent my penis was erect.

Dear readers, to be honest, I couldn't take it anymore. Since the first time I asked her for a massage and then masturbated at home, I hadn't ejaculated for almost a week.

Suddenly, I grabbed her foot tightly with one hand and the other hand that was massaging my thigh, pressing it against my penis through my pajama pants. Seeing that she was still massaging my leg with her other hand while her head was down, I knew she was condoning what I was doing. I started to hold her hand and let it stroke my penis back and forth. The hand holding her foot also pulled it up next to my head, so that her soles were against my face, and I rubbed my face against the soles of her feet.

After a while, I slowly loosened my grip on her hand, and her hand, through her pajama pants, began to tease my penis, moving it up and down. Seeing her willingly stroking me, I simply let go of her hand completely and placed it on her chest, touching her breasts through her work shirt. I was lucky; she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts felt small but quite firm, indicating they were well-maintained. While feeling her breasts, I enjoyed her masturbating me, and with the hand that was holding her foot, I pulled down her short stockings.

Seeing that her feet, though the skin was thick, hadn't yet turned into calluses, and since I really liked slender, flat feet, I kissed her feet and then started licking them with my tongue. The taste wasn't great; it was a bit salty and astringent, with a musty smell and a slight hint of foot sweat. At this moment, my hand, which was holding her breasts, began to move as well, unbuttoning one of her shirt buttons and slipping my hand inside, directly touching her breasts. The skin wasn't very smooth, nor very rough; her nipples were not only long, but also very thin, about a centimeter long. Perhaps the nipples weren't actually long, but because they were thin, they seemed longer. It's like two people of the same height, one fat and one thin; the thinner one seems taller.

Perhaps my tongue licking her soles made her feel the coolness, because she said to me: "Don't lick my feet, they're dirty! Oh dear, take your hand away, what if someone sees?" Saying this, she pulled my hand out of her shirt with both hands and buttoned it up again.

I awkwardly said to her: "Sorry, I forgot to lock the door." She rolled her eyes at me, then reached out and continued to stroke my penis through my pants, while looking at the TV, watching the drama "Young Justice Bao."

I was secretly delighted. After lying down, I closed my eyes and grabbed her hand that was stroking my penis, playing with it back and forth. After a while, I said to her, "What should I do if I want to ejaculate?" She looked at me, then put her hand inside my pajama pants and quickly stroked my penis. Just as I was about to climax, I grabbed her foot, the one whose sock I had taken off, and sucked hard on three or four of her toes. Finally, with her frantic sucking and her vigorous rubbing, I ejaculated. I relaxed, still sucking her toes, watching her take her hand out of her pajama pants, which was covered in my semen. She took the disposable white towel that had been on the table to wipe my feet, wiped the semen off her hand, and then used the towel to haphazardly wipe my pants.

After I finished, I was exhausted and yawned several times. She was still giving me a casual massage. I said to her, "Thank you." She turned to look at me, gave a forced, beautiful smile, and then went back to watching TV. We didn't talk much. After lying down silently for a while, I said to her, "How about I treat you to dinner in a couple of days?" She looked at me and said, "

I can't go out. This isn't going out." I said, "Didn't you say you could take time off if you had something to do?" She said, "Well… let me think about it." I said, "What are you thinking about? It's not like I'm asking you to do anything. It's just a casual dinner. Don't get the wrong idea." She looked at me and laughed, saying, "I'm not thinking about it. Only men like you would think about that." I said, "Then I'll suggest a time. I'll come find you at 10 pm the night after tomorrow, pretending your family wants you to come home for something, and I'll call you. What do you think?"

She thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Because she didn't have a cell phone, I asked her to write down the massage parlor's phone number when I paid the bill. I had given her 100 yuan, so when she handed me the remaining 62 yuan, I pretended to be generous and said casually, "Here, take it. Buy some more chocolate, eat until you're plump and healthy." She slapped me on the chest and said, "You think you're fat? You're still as thin as a telephone pole, and you're still talking about me like that." (Note: I'm 180 cm tall and weigh 129 catties, quite thin.) After leaving, I looked at the phone number she had written down for me; her name, Wang Hui, was written on the front of the number.

I finally made it to the night after tomorrow. I washed myself thoroughly at home, especially my penis, repeatedly pulling back the foreskin and washing it several times. Then I turned on the computer and watched some downloaded porn. Around 10 PM, I arrived at a place some distance from the massage parlor and called it on my cell phone. A man answered, and I said, "Could you find Wang Hui for me? She's a family member."

After about 10 minutes, she came out without any problems. I asked her, "Where do you want to eat?" She said, "Whatever you want." I said, "How about we go to Grassland Lamb Restaurant for hot pot?" She said, "Okay, you still remember I like hot pot, haha."

When we got to Grassland, I ordered a table full of delicious dishes. Halfway through the meal, I said, "I bought you a cell phone." Then I pretended to rummage through my pockets (just kidding), and finally slapped my forehead, saying, "Oh no, I forgot it at home in my rush to leave." Then, feigning a pitiful tone, I said, "It's a pity my wife is home. I told her I'm working the night shift. If she weren't home, I would have gotten it for you when I got back."

She seemed a little skeptical. I added, "I told my wife it was for a colleague at work." Her

eyes remained half-convinced, and seeing that I'd had enough, I changed the subject. After we finished dinner and paid the bill, I asked her, "Finally full, shall we go have some more fun?" Seeing that she didn't refuse, and worried she wouldn't go if I directly suggested a hotel room, I said, "How about we go clubbing?" She nodded in agreement.

We had a fairly good time at the club. It was already 1 a.m. when we came out. I took her hand and said, "Are you thirsty? There's a supermarket up ahead, I'll buy you some drinks." She said, "No, I'm not thirsty." I slowly walked with her hand and said, "It's so late, we have nowhere to go. How about we find a hotel and stay the night?"

She said, "I don't want to go. I'm afraid you'll do something bad. I don't want to betray my husband."

I patted my chest and assured her, "It's nothing, at most if I want it, you can help me find it, okay?"

She said, "Okay." As we walked towards a nearby hotel, I thought to myself, "Once we get to the hotel, I don't believe you can control yourself, haha." I chuckled to myself.

After checking in and paying at the hotel, we were finally alone together. After locking the door, I pretended to say, "It's so hot." Then, quite naturally, I took off my clothes, leaving only my underwear. Seeing her clothes on and turning on the TV, I said to her, "You should take your clothes off too." She hesitated for a moment, then slowly took off her clothes, leaving only her bra and panties.

We lay on the bed together, watched TV for a while, and then I said, "You always give me massages, today I'll give you one." She said, "Are you sure you can do it?" I said, "Don't underestimate me!" Then I imitated her massage technique, telling her to turn her back to me, and I carefully massaged her back with my hands. I said, "Take off your bra. Wearing this is affecting my massage skills." When I massaged her buttocks, I pinched them and said, "They're so bouncy."

She said, "You're really taking advantage of me." I said, "I'm not. You've taken advantage of me several times already, and you still say I'm taking advantage, hehe."

After she turned to face me, I took off her bra, suppressed my urge, massaged her shoulders a few times, and then placed my hands on her breasts. Her breasts were small and delicate, and I could hold them both in my palms. I squeezed and kneaded her mounds back and forth, like two cat claws scratching a tree. Her eyes were gently closed, trying her best to suppress the pleasure, but there were still occasional soft moans coming from her tightly closed mouth.

I leaned down and kissed her eyebrows, earlobes, eyes, and then her lips. I forcefully pushed my tongue open her teeth, and with a long, curved tongue, I wrapped it around her tongue. She finally couldn't resist the pleasure of sex, hugged me tightly, and began to kiss me passionately. While kissing her, I took off my underwear, pressed my body against her pelvis, and squeezed my penis against it. My hands carefully massaged her lower abdomen, slipped under her underwear, and probed her vagina. Her

vagina was already quite wet, sticky and sticky. I inserted my middle finger into her clitoris, and pressed my thumb against her clitoris. With my continued stimulation, her whole body trembled. I moved downwards, sticking out my tongue and licking and teasing one of her breasts, drawing circles. It felt really good to suckle her nipple; it was thin, like a child's penis. I deliberately made smacking sounds while nursing.

I took off her underwear, pressed myself against her, bent my legs into a kneeling position, lifted her feet upwards, and raised her entire pubic bone to my chest. I sat up straight and lowered my head. Her vagina had a slight slit, and on the slit was crystal-clear vaginal fluid, with tiny bubbles in it. Her labia were dark brown, the tips almost black.

I nibbled at her vagina, licking the fluids, drawing out long, thin strands. I released her legs, pulled her upside down to my chest, one hand around her, the other parting her labia, exposing her clitoris. I sucked on her clitoris.

She moaned softly, her legs moving with my licking, sometimes stretching out in muscle contraction, sometimes bending and drooping, half-pressed against my back. Seeing her so shy and wanton, I simply used my tongue to probe and lick inside her vagina, my nose touching her clitoris.

She trembled all over, grabbing my buttocks and saying, "Quick...come in. Don't torture me."

I lay back, positioning her in a 69 position, and said, "You're on top, I'm on the bottom. Come on, rape me, my penis is so uncomfortable, I want to fuck you."

She quickly squatted down, grabbed my penis, and placed it upwards at the entrance of her vagina, starting to make love with me. After less than two minutes, I pushed her off me, pinning her beneath me. Once she had positioned my penis and aimed it at her vagina, I began to thrust forcefully. (It wasn't that I didn't want her on top, but she was so wild; she almost broke my penis several times.) The bed creaked with my movements, and we were both breathing heavily. Because she was short and petite, her pubic opening wasn't large, making each entry feel very narrow, almost as if my penis was passing between her ulna bones, the friction incredibly pleasurable from start to finish.

I held her tightly, my tongue entwined with her lips; my chest pressed against her breasts, moving back and forth; my penis and pubic hair were covered in sticky fluid, indistinguishable from its source, as my penis would pull out, leaving a trail, before plunging back in again.

Suddenly, my heart tightened, and I began to thrust wildly into her and her vagina, each time with great force and depth, my penis pressing against the vaginal wall before finally reaching its deepest point, ejaculating.

She clung to me, her legs wrapped around my waist, murmuring, "Ah...ah...so hot...so hot."

I paused for a moment, feeling that my penis could still support itself after ejaculation, and then I thrust my hips back and forth with force. I breathed in her ear and said, "You're so lucky. I didn't expect I could ejaculate and then thrust again today. It's so good to be with you. I even had a double ejaculation." (Double ejaculation: ejaculating without rest, continuing directly for a second time.) Because I hadn't had sex with a woman for about 10 days, I unleashed a double ejaculation, something rare since my marriage and before. So, each time I thrust into her, I penetrated her deeply, sweat sticking to both of our bodies. After thrusting into her for 8 or 9 minutes, I really felt exhausted, and even the area around my lower abdomen started to ache. So we switched positions, with her on top and me on the bottom, using the "Guanyin sitting on a lotus" position to make her fuck me. She sat on my penis quickly and eagerly, and I finally lasted less than 10 minutes before squeezing her two pencil-shaped breasts hard and ejaculating with a loud cry.

From 1 a.m. to 10 a.m. the next morning, we probably did it about 7 times. In the morning, when it was almost time to check out, we took a shower together. While washing her genitals, she showed me her swollen and red vagina, and angrily said to me: "I didn't expect you to have such a strong libido! You can still do it 6 or 7 times in one night after we got married. You've almost torn my vagina apart." I touched her vagina with my hand and said: "I'll bring your phone over in a couple of days, and you'll be fine down there, hehe."

After this time with her, I didn't contact her for 4 or 5 days. Because that day I had done it too many times, and all my desire was gone.

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