A true record of recruiting chickens

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Normally, people like me with this kind of job rarely socialize, so there's no way I'd ever need to hire prostitutes. But this kind of good fortune still
happened to me, twice. Both times it was because I was staying overnight in the area, and the boss who asked me for a favor, worried I
wouldn't sleep well—I'd only been married a short time—specially arranged for his driver to accompany me to find prostitutes. To be honest, I love my wife very much
, but in this situation, I think any normal man would be tempted, and I was no exception.
The first prostitute, because of my inexperience and it being my first time, I was a bit nervous, and the
one I found wasn't very satisfactory. I prefer women who are mature, tall, and voluptuous, but unfortunately, this woman didn't meet any of my expectations. She wasn't tall,
her skin wasn't fair, and her breasts were small—when I chose her, she was wearing a tight-fitting dress, making them appear large—unfortunately
, I only discovered these things after she was undressed. I was very disappointed; I didn't even get an erection while showering with her. In bed, I hugged her,
trying to caress her like I would with my wife, but I was immediately even more disappointed: her skin wasn't smooth, and she had a strange smell, like it
was made of rubber. I sucked on her nipples, which were like pencil erasers, barely managing to get an erection, and then I thrust inside. Thankfully
, her vagina was fairly tight. At first, there wasn't much lubrication, but as I thrust, it gradually became more lubricated, and she
started breathing rapidly. I asked her why she didn't moan, and she said that those who moan don't necessarily perform well—damn,
what kind of ? Although I was very annoyed, I thought this was the second woman I'd slept with, so I patiently tried several positions,
including woman-on-top, rear-entry, etc. After a few positions, I ejaculated, without any particular sensation. As soon as I got off her,
she immediately went to the bathroom to wash, as if my penis was particularly dirty, which made me even more annoyed.
After resting for a while, I thought that since this was my first time with a prostitute, I should at least do it again, so I pulled her over and thrust in directly. She was
startled and initially tried to resist, but after a few thrusts, she went limp, and her vaginal fluids gushed out continuously, noticeably more than the first
time . Having only done it once before, my endurance was greatly enhanced, and I thrust for over ten minutes before
ejaculating. Afterwards, I felt an extreme emptiness. I immediately thought of my wife, my heart filled with guilt. To make myself feel
better , I sent the prostitute home to sleep and fell into a deep sleep alone in the messy room.
The feeling of guilt was particularly strong, as it was my first time having sex with another woman. When I got home, I was incredibly anxious
, terrified that my sensitive wife would smell another woman on me—despite showering repeatedly in the hotel. Finally,
it turned out I was just being paranoid; my wife didn't notice anything amiss, and that night we made love passionately.

Several months passed quickly. I received a call from that boss and returned to the small town on the outskirts of the city. Just like
before, he arranged for his driver to find prostitutes for me all over the place. That's how men are; despite feeling guilty and uneasy towards their wives
, they can't resist the temptations of the bright lights and bustling streets. With this complex mix of emotions, I scrutinized each of
the prostitutes passing by.
As it turned out, I spotted a girl in white, beautiful and with a particularly good figure; her breasts and buttocks bulged out of her clothes
as if afraid no one would see them. I immediately chose her.
Just like last time, the driver arranged our accommodation and left immediately, leaving only her and me in the room. She skillfully
went to the bathroom, turned on the hot water, and then asked me to come in and shower together. I didn't want to see her body all at once, so I told her to shower first
. She was slightly surprised, but still obediently went to shower alone.
I idly flipped through the TV channels, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, feeling no excitement. After a while, she came out
, wrapped in a white bath towel. The towel was too small, leaving half of her breasts exposed, plump and full. She noticed my
gaze and seemed a little embarrassed.
I quickly came out of the shower. For some reason, I didn't strip naked like those lecherous men, but
remained fully clothed. She was a little surprised, already covered by the sheet, but still warmly invited me to bed. I
didn't want to make the atmosphere too explicit, so I slowly undressed while talking to her about TV, as if she were truly my
lover. But this effort shattered as I crawled under the sheets. Her already naked body coiled
around me like a snake, her full, firm breasts instantly igniting all my desire. I pushed her down, and she immediately kissed my lips,
her tongue almost entirely inside my mouth, vigorously exploring. I reached out to knead her breasts, and she
cooperated by arching her body upwards, pressing her breasts tightly against my palms, her nipples hard against me. After kissing for a while, I lowered my head
to kiss her breasts, and she immediately moaned, her voice soft and pleasant. As I kissed her, she grasped my
penis and skillfully began to stroke it. I couldn't take it anymore and quickly pushed her away, saying, "No need." She
laughed , got up, made me lie down, and then brought her face to my genitals, beginning to give me oral sex.
To be honest, my wife has never given me oral sex, so this was the first time I'd ever experienced my penis being
held by a woman's soft, wet lips. Her mouth was like a warm ring encircling my penis, sliding up and down while constantly licking the glans with her
tongue —the feeling was indescribable. After sucking my penis for a while, she moved on to sucking my testicles.
Although it wasn't as ecstatic as some novels describe, watching a young, beautiful woman so diligently
sucking my erect penis was extremely stimulating. I soon became unbearably aroused, so I pushed her away,
spread her legs, and thrust in. She cried out, her hands gripping my back tightly. I held her waist
, thrusting without a care—after all, she was a prostitute, so I didn't care if I hurt her—and she began to make
hoarse, rapid, panting moans, her face shaking. Perhaps it was the intense stimulation of the oral sex earlier, or perhaps it was the unrestrained
, vigorous thrusting that I couldn't bear, but I reached orgasm after only a few dozen thrusts. As I forcefully ejaculated
my pent-up semen, she held my head, her tongue darting into my ear and licking it frantically.
After a long while, I calmed down, and a sense of emptiness washed over me after the desire subsided. I comforted myself that at least I had achieved something, and then
I went to sleep .

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