My wife used to be a prostitute.

Having sex with her was very pleasurable, mainly because she had a big ass and was very wet. We often coordinated our squirting, and as a man, I felt a great sense of accomplishment when I saw a strong jet of fluid gushing out of her urethra. Her moans could be heard through the walls at night. For two months, I would leave my dormitory at work and go to her place to sleep as soon as it got dark. Except for my period, we had sex every day until 1 or 2 AM. That was when I had the most energy. Later, I found out she had a child back in her hometown, and I was so angry I wanted to strangle her. I have a good temper, and I thought the child could be awarded to her husband, and that as long as this woman was an honest person, that was enough. At that time, she took good care of me and always gave in to me. We argued, and although we argued quite frequently, our relationship was generally good. I asked her to open a shop, but she couldn't "go back to the sex industry" anymore; she could only be a business owner. She agreed, saying that she initially thought of opening the shop because it was a quick way to make money, and she was short of cash. Our sex life was always harmonious. Sometimes when I was at work, she would call me because she couldn't stand it anymore, and I would go to her shop. She would pull me into a private room in front of her female colleagues, force me down, pull down my underwear, and sit on it—it was easier to put on a skirt that way. Men always like a woman with her upper body fully clothed, her face tightly clenched, biting her lip, moving up and down. Especially with two or three beautiful women sitting between us through the partition. My girlfriend's vagina is shallow; in the lotus position, if I thrust a few times, she would roll her eyes, and my pants would definitely be soaked. Back then, it wasn't that I hadn't considered the female employees in her shop, but I mainly had that desire before I ejaculated. Once I calmed down, I felt it was dirty. I've seen condoms in a bucket under the brothel of beautiful women; that image is a good way to lose weight. There's a saying: behind every woman you want to sleep with but can't, there's a man who's sick of sleeping with her. What I want to say is: behind every glamorous woman or prostitute, there's a story you don't want to know. Once, one of her colleagues made a bet with her that I could make her lose faith in me in three days. As you might have guessed, women, especially young and beautiful women, use seduction as their weapon against men. It was her birthday that day, and a few of us girls and one guy went to a hotel for dinner. There were no other men there, a reason I couldn't answer. They'd never mentioned having a man pay the bill or anything like that when they hung out, which is why I believed that prostitutes weren't actually promiscuous, and that my girlfriend had stopped taking clients. We were eating in a private room. The girl I'd made a bet with, Xiao Y, was sitting diagonally across from me, and my girlfriend was sitting to my right. At first, I felt a cool little foot touching me, but then I realized it was a girl flirting with me along my leg. I was sure it wasn't my girlfriend because the angle was off. I was quite excited. With several people sitting there, the actions under the table were arousing. I have a foot fetish, especially for women wearing stockings. Xiao Y wasn't very old, a little chubby, and her little feet felt really nice to touch. At this point, who would remember the trash can under the bed? The meal was full of close calls. Actually, my girlfriend had been observing me the whole time. Later, during the drinking session, things got physical. Everyone was having a blast, and Xiao Y lifted her skirt and sat on me, pressing her genitals against me through her stockings, saying, "It's my sister's birthday today. Let's sleep together tonight. We can just sleep on the floor after closing time. Whoever you want to sleep with can stay with you." I was already drunk and slurring my words, but I wasn't wrong. I said to Xiao Y, "Do you know who I am? I'm your sister's boyfriend. I only sleep with one person, and that's your sister." Xiao Y was waiting to see me make a fool of myself, and she wasn't disappointed. Of course, this wasn't the end of it. That day, they helped me back to the shop to sleep. That night, just before closing time, Xiao Y came over in the dark (why in the dark? Because I was sleeping in the shop, and I was afraid the customers would be unhappy if they saw me, so the lights in my private room were off), saying that the boss's wife had gone to deposit money. She pulled off my air conditioning blanket and started searching for my nipples with her tongue. This guy was really good at it. My penis immediately became erect. Luckily, I was quite innocent back then. Seriously, even when she pulled down my underwear and put me in her mouth, I kept pushing her face away. The girl's mouth was small, and sucking on her was very satisfying, but she drooled a lot, and my pubic hair got wet. Anyway, I refused that day, and Xiao Y got angry. "You little bastard, I'm going to fuck you today!" she thought. Actually, she was wet down there too, and she pulled down her stockings and underwear, trying to force herself on me. I'm stronger than her, and we struggled. My girlfriend was knocking on the door, asking what they were doing. Xiao Y left sullenly, cursing and swearing, feeling very embarrassed. My girlfriend told me about this not long after. I'm not exactly a saint, I just believe in keeping your distance from your own burrow. But I don't know what my girlfriend thinks. She probably thinks I'm a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to women, that I can only have one woman. Honestly, I'm too lazy to explain. During my time at her shop, there were fat bastards and beautiful women to see, so I often went after dark and didn't leave until the next day. The incident mentioned above, because I behaved well, directly led to the subsequent threesome. One day, it was already autumn, and my girlfriend had just finished taking my semen. I was still erect when she glanced at me and said, "You're so strong, I'm really scared. I need to find a backup, otherwise I won't even know you're having an affair." I asked, "A threesome? Is it just you or a backup?" She said, "Whatever you want." I said, "What kind of girl is so stupid as to think about a threesome?" She said, "There really is one. She said that once when we were out together, that girl who works part-time in Sijiqing kept looking at you, and I thought there was something going on." I said, "Seriously? When did this happen? I said, 'This isn't a good thing, we all know each other.'" My girlfriend said, "You only make a move if you know someone. Would you trust someone you don't know?" A few days later, my girlfriend booked a table at Yaolinju. Friends in Hangzhou know that the tables at the Yaolinju store on Qiutao Road in 2008 and 2009 were generally quite small. Little D, who works the day shift at Sijiqing, arrived first. I don't know what she does at night; she and my girlfriend met a year ago when she bought clothes from her store. Actually, buying clothes at Sijiqing isn't as cheap as you might think. It mainly depends on the quantity; you get wholesale prices for large quantities, and buying single items is quite expensive. Many young people work there as apprentices, helping with shipping and hauling goods. Usually, after a period of training, the boss lets the young people stand in the shop and call out prices. Little D has very fair skin, and she blushed when she saw me. She often bit her lip while eating. My girlfriend arrived shortly after. During the meal, I used a common male tactic at the dinner table—telling jokes to amuse them. Actually, I wasn't very familiar with Little D, but thinking that maybe we could have a threesome today, I decided to be a bit cheeky. Being a former soldier, I wasn't afraid to talk, and Little D already had feelings for me. My girlfriend also deliberately encouraged us to build a relationship, so we had a very enjoyable meal. After dinner, my girlfriend didn't go to the restaurant. Instead, she went to the Peacock Hotel and booked a room. Little D said, "You guys have fun, I'm going back." We both knew this was just a show of restraint, but my girlfriend wouldn't have it, and I dragged her upstairs. My girlfriend had some red wine in her bag; even drinking red wine on its own makes me drunk. I said, "Fine, you guys go ahead, I'm going to take a shower." Little D drinks like crazy; she probably knew what was going to happen. After showering, I wrapped myself in a towel, thinking that if I scared her away, I'd lose all face. But then I saw two girls outside, topless, comparing their breasts! Little D saw me and immediately pulled up her shirt, but it was too late. My girlfriend grabbed her collar, but the buttons on her waist were still fastened. The scene was a stark contrast between her bare upper body and her black skinny jeans under the bright lights. My lust overwhelmed me, and I pounced on her, grabbing her and trying to kiss her. Do you know how loud teeth clatter? I know. I know that even if a girl's skinny jeans fit perfectly, they're hard to take off. I also know that when a girl goes crazy, she might actually agree to a threesome. And I know even more that when two butts are sticking out in front of you, all you can think about is sprinting with all your might and trying to distribute the time as evenly as possible. My favorite position was having my girlfriend and D kiss while I held D's buttocks with one hand and fucked her hard, while the other hand also had to take care of my girlfriend's plump buttocks. Of course, if this happened now, I might find even more ways to torment them. I was too young back then. Later, my girlfriend and I got married despite our families' objections.The latest version of Paradise Network is online. She got divorced, she stopped running the shop, it's our secret, no one is allowed to tell. I think she's a good wife, she thinks she'll spend her life with me. Then we had a child, healthy and lively. Then things went wrong. A friend told me that during the time my wife was running the shop in Hangzhou, she never stopped taking customers. She had several regular clients. She even introduced someone to her for threesomes with customers. I talked to my wife, she shouted fiercely, didn't admit it. She cried very sadly. Everyone has to take responsibility for their actions. I didn't pursue it further, but I felt like I'd been played. After a period of self-healing, we agreed never to mention it again. But have we really let it go? I know not! Regarding my sexual experiences, there were a few times when my wife and I performed oral sex on an intercity bus, had sex outdoors, and even had sex in a car. These are all quite common, and young people have probably tried them. I also had sex with one of her best friends. The most memorable time was when I had just finished having sex with her best friend, Xiao C, and my wife came home. Her best friend had been sleeping at our house that day and left under the pretext of going to the bathroom to shower. My wife immediately turned hostile and said, "You won't even spare my best friend?!" She then pulled out her penis and bit it off. A woman's intuition! My marriage will probably end at the end of this year. I'm writing this today as a way of reminiscing, reminiscing about the sweetest time of our relationship. The details aren't very detailed; that's just my writing style. Please bear with me. The overall train of thought might be a bit disorganized; I'm just writing whatever comes to mind. Thank you for reading!

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