My Wife's First Experience as a Prostitute (Prequel)

Author: Wang Qi Zhaozu
Published: 2010/03/18 On: Chunman Siheyuan
One day before leaving work, my boss told me that I needed to entertain an important client of our company that evening.
This client, Mr. Wang, has always been a major source of business for our company. He's about forty years old, slightly
overweight, and his most notable characteristic is his womanizing ways. He likes to take a group of people to karaoke bars for pleasure whenever he has the chance.
I've arranged this a few times before, so my boss assigned this task to me again this time.
So I booked a private room at a club and then called my wife to say I was leaving: "Hey,
honey, I have a business dinner tonight, I won't be home for dinner.
"
"Is it Mr. Wang again? Are you going to XX club again?" Since my wife and I are usually
very open with each other , even when it comes to these kinds of business dinners, I'm very honest with her, so she already guessed where we were going.
"Yeah, what can I do? It's an important client for our company, we can't afford to offend them!"
"Okay, but honey, I have a small request..." My wife, who usually agrees without hesitation
, suddenly came up with a strange idea today: "Can I come too?"
"How can that be! You know those places aren't suitable for girls, don't you trust me?"
Was my wife jealous?
"No, it's not that. I don't care if you go there normally, I know you're just playing around. It's just that I've never been to a place like that
before , so I'm curious and want to see it for myself.
"
"That's not very convenient, is it? I can't exactly drag you in and tell the madam I brought
my own 'lady' today, can I?
"
"That's true, but honey, please think of a way, I really want to see it for myself..."
"Okay, wait a minute, let me think of something." I hung up the phone after saying that.
I don't know why my wife would have such a strange idea, it's really putting me in a difficult position. My wife is usually
very supportive of my work, and she never questions me when I go to those kinds of places. It seems
a bit , but agreeing would be awkward.
After much thought, I finally came up with a brilliant idea—why not have my wife pretend to be a prostitute and sneak in?
After all, Mr. Wang has never met my wife before, and at 27 years old, 170cm tall, with a 75D
bust and an 80-90 out of 100 in looks (according to those who have seen her), she can't possibly be inferior to those hostesses
. When it's my turn to choose a prostitute, I can just choose my wife, and that way she can come too, and the situation
won't be too awkward.
So I immediately called a familiar madam at the club: "Linda, hello!"
"Oh, it's you. Haven't been here in a while. Are you here to arrange some girls for you again?"
"No, this time I have a girl I'd like you to arrange for me." I said, "You know,
my clients here are usually very demanding. I specifically found a girl who fits his taste, so I hope you
can help me get her in.
"
"Isn't that a bit inconvenient?" Linda said with a slightly displeased tone.
"Since I'm a regular here, can you be lenient? I'll still
pay for the hostess's fee, and even double it, how about it?
" Damn, I'm making my wife work as a hostess, and not only will
she not make any money, but I'll have to pay for it myself. I was thinking to myself as I spoke...
"Well... I'll agree since you're a regular customer!"
After discussing the specifics with Linda, I called my wife again:
"Honey, you can go over there, but you'll have to work as a hostess for a bit..." I
told her about my plan and how to meet the madam, then quickly tidied myself up
and rushed to the restaurant where I had arranged to meet Mr. Wang.
When I arrived at the restaurant, Mr. Wang was already there, accompanied by three men who seemed to be his friends. After
a few , we started ordering. I won't go into the details of the meal, but during the time at the restaurant, I was thinking most about
what my wife would look like and whether she could handle the situation.
After a satisfying meal, we drove to the club I had booked. After settling Mr. Wang and his friends into
the private room , I rushed to find Linda.
"Linda, how's the arrangement?" I asked as soon as I saw her
.
"Oh! You look so anxious. Don't worry, everything's arranged. Where did you find this girl
? She's quite pretty. Why don't you tell her to switch to our place? I'm sure she'll become our
top girl..." Linda went on and on, but I was actually quite nervous.
After seeing off the madam, I returned to the private room. Soon after, the girls entered, but I didn't see my wife
until Linda finally appeared, arm in arm with her.
Only then did I see my wife. She was wearing a purple dress and high heels.
I had bought this dress last year, but had never worn it out because its most striking feature was one word
—revealing. Not only was her upper body almost bursting out, but her skirt was so short it barely
covered her buttocks, and her thighs were practically visible at the top. Today, she was also wearing black patterned
stockings and 10-centimeter high heels. Surprisingly, her usual OL-like
demeanor was completely transformed into that of a typical prostitute.
Just as I was inwardly marveling at my wife's transformation, the madam led her to
Mr. Wang. "Mr. Wang, this is our newest lady…look, she has a great figure and appearance,
would you like to give her a try?
" Linda said.
Hearing this, I inwardly groaned. I remembered telling Linda that this lady was specifically
assigned to my client, and Linda knew Mr. Wang. She must have assumed this lady was meant to entertain
Mr. Wang, and so she immediately started promoting my wife to him.
My plan was completely ruined. I had originally intended to select my wife, but now I could only hope that
Mr. Wang wouldn't be interested in her and would choose another girl instead. I silently chanted in my mind, "Don't select her, don't select her,
don't select her..."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang pulled my wife into his arms and said, "You're really something, today I'm taking
you, my beauty..." As he spoke, he began to grope her.
"Oh! Mr. Wang, please don't do this, let's sit down and talk..." my wife said, trying
to break free, but how could she escape Mr. Wang's grasp! All the girls in the club knew that Mr. Wang was a
notorious lecher. Unlike ordinary customers who would sing and flirt, he was directly "violent" them;
moreover, he was powerful and wealthy in the area, and every girl he chose had been "used" by him.
Unfortunately, I couldn't say anything at the time, and in a daze, I randomly picked a girl and started thinking about my next
move . You know, once Mr. Wang chose someone, "going out" was inevitable. Sigh! It seems we're really going to lose both
our wife …
While everyone was singing and drinking, I secretly sent my wife a message, telling her
to take it easy and not to get angry if Mr. Wang really did anything. If things got out of hand, not only would our company lose
a major client, but he might also do something to my wife.
My wife, on the other hand, was much calmer than me. She joked with Mr. Wang while pouring him
drinks , managing to keep up.
However, when it came to playing dice, my wife started to get nervous. Although I had taught
her a little about it before, she had never actually played it. How could she possibly be a match for a seasoned veteran like Mr. Wang?
In just a few rounds, my wife had already been downed five or six glasses of red wine.
Due to the alcohol, her face started to turn slightly red, and her eyes became a little glazed. In this
state , Mr. Wang completely controlled the situation. He didn't forget to take advantage of her while playing, initially
using her losing the dice as an excuse to grope her, but gradually becoming bolder and bolder. I don't know
when , but my wife's invisible bra had been removed from her clothes, and naturally,
Mr. Wang's hand was already roaming between her legs...
Suddenly, I heard Mr. Wang say, "Look everyone, this woman is really horny, her juices are even flowing out
..." I saw Mr. Wang wave his hand, and you could see that his hand was already covered in a layer of sticky fluid.
At this time, his friends started to chime in, "There really is water!" "Wow, so much water
! Look at her stockings..." One of them said while spreading my wife's legs, "Her stockings are completely covered
in her juices.
"
Another of Mr. Wang's friends took the opportunity to reach inside my wife's clothes and start touching her, "
Her breasts are so big! So soft, they feel so good... Her nipples are starting to harden..."
They were getting more and more excited, while I could only smile bitterly, watching my wife being touched and hugged by several
men in turn, feeling a sour feeling in my heart... But strangely enough, my little brother also
involuntarily got an erection. I understood; at this point, even I was starting to immerse myself in this decadent
atmosphere. Watching my wife being played with by these men actually excited me. I even started to
wonder what it would be like if Mr. Wang took my wife out for a "call girl" later...
Soon it was almost midnight, and my wife seemed to have gotten used to her "Sister K" persona, becoming more and more
adept , using all sorts of seductive poses and ambiguous words to tease every man present.
Then, one climax after another came. After my wife lost a round of dice, Mr. Wang
whispered a few words in her ear. I only vaguely heard my wife say, "Ugh...no...it's so embarrassing
..." As she spoke, she ran to another man, unzipped his pants, and reached
inside to start groping.
Mr. Wang didn't forget to take advantage of the situation—while my wife was focused on touching this man's penis, he quietly
ran behind her, lifted her skirt, and pulled her stockings and panties down to her knees, inserting his fingers
into my wife's vagina and starting to thrust. Under this double assault, my wife completely lost herself.
As more and more of the precum dripped from Mr. Wang's fingers, my wife became increasingly wanton, even
pulling out the other man's penis.
"Go lick it!" At Mr. Wang's command, my wife obediently began performing
oral sex . Fortunately, the club's rules prohibited sex in the room, otherwise I estimate my wife
would already be being gang-raped by several men.
Even so, the scene was incredibly high-energy. My wife not only had the man's
penis her mouth but also licked his glans with her tongue, even occasionally sucking on his testicles. With my wife's
skillful oral techniques, the man's lower body began to convulse after a few thrusts, and I believe a thick stream of semen shot
into my wife's mouth.
But it didn't end there. Just as my wife was about to spit out the semen in her mouth, Mr. Wang actually
stopped her, handed her a glass of red wine, and gestured for her to drink it now. I think most prostitutes
would , but my wife seemed to be an exception this time. She actually happily picked up the wine glass
and drank it down along with the semen in her mouth.
As the climax approached, as usual, Mr. Wang should have taken the prostitute out. Just as I was lost in thought,
Mr. Wang ran over to me and said, "Mika, why are you so absent-minded today?"
"N-no...no!" Oh no, Mr. Wang noticed my embarrassed expression.
"I've seen you staring at this prostitute all day. I suppose you've got your eye on her too?" Mr. Wang said, pointing at my
wife .
"No, Mr. Wang..." I answered while thinking to myself, that's my wife, how could I not have feelings for
her?
"How about this, you and I will take this prostitute out together today, and we'll fuck this bitch to death together,
how about that ?"
"This...isn't that a bit much?" I said, but secretly I was relieved. Although I knew my wife would
eventually go out with him, at least I would be there.
"Don't be so polite, come with me!"
I said, feigning politeness, before following Mr. Wang and my wife out of the hotel.
Once there, Mr. Wang went to take a shower first. While he was showering, I started talking to my wife: "Honey,
how were you feeling today?
"
"Extremely happy! I never knew being a prostitute was so enjoyable! Honey, I want to be a prostitute again." My
wife had actually developed a liking for the profession.
"Don't get cocky. He'll definitely come after you when he gets out. Just wait and see what he does to you!" I
teased hint of anger in my voice.
"Go ahead and do it. Today I'm a prostitute, and I'll serve my customer well. Don't be jealous
!"
"Okay, just wait and see how I deal with you!"
"Both of you at once would be better! You're both my customers today, so please feel free to do whatever you want to me!"
My wife said, giving me a lewd look.
"Look at how lewd you are. I'm going to take a picture of you. See if you'll still admit you're lewd later!" With that,
I took out my point-and-shoot camera and snapped a picture of my wife.
"Honey, I'm so lewd, you won't leave me, will you?"
"Of course not, the more lewd you are, the more I want you!" I said, "Not only do I want you, I want you
to be a prostitute in the future. Judging from your performance today, you are a born prostitute. If you don't do it, it would be a waste of your talent
!"
My wife was amused by what I said, and we chatted casually like this...
"What are you talking about?" At this moment, Mr. Wang came out of the bathroom.
Seeing Mr. Wang come out, I wisely ran to the toilet to take a shower, leaving my wife for Mr. Wang to enjoy alone
.
There was the sound of "splashing" water in the bathroom, but I didn't know what they were doing outside, but I
could vaguely hear my wife moaning. I didn't care about showering at all, and hurriedly
ran out after a quick rinse.
When I came out, my wife was already naked and being pressed down by Mr. Wang, her legs were raised
high and placed on his shoulders, and Mr. Wang's penis was already thrusting into my wife's vagina. This
position allowed me to easily see Mr. Wang's penis going in and out of my wife's vagina, with each thrust
accompanied by a large amount of vaginal fluid being drawn out...
Ah! This…no way? I looked closely and realized that Mr. Wang wasn't wearing a condom at all! My wife
was being penetrated by him without any protection! When Mr. Wang saw me coming, he told my wife to change positions.
My wife obediently rolled over and lay on her stomach like a dog. Mr. Wang continued thrusting and gestured for me to
join in, so I put my penis in my wife's mouth.
I'd only ever seen scenes like this in porn before, but now it was actually happening in front of me,
and the woman in the movie was my wife! She was sucking my penis while letting this
man she'd never met before penetrate her vagina. I could even feel
the waves of vibration from Mr. Wang thrusting his penis into my wife, transmitted through her body to me.
At this point, Mr. Wang became increasingly unrestrained, slapping my wife's buttocks while thrusting in and out
, spewing profanities: "You filthy bitch, are you enjoying being fucked by the two of us? I'll fuck you to death, you filthy bitch..."
My wife's mouth was blocked by my penis, so she couldn't speak at all, only moaning softly.
As Mr. Wang's thrusting rhythm gradually increased, my wife could no longer hold my penis in her mouth, and instead began
to moan wildly, accompanied by words of agreement: "Ah...ah...ah...so...so good...fuck me to death...Mr. Wang...
fuck me harder..."
"So, do you like my penis?" Mr. Wang continued his verbal stimulation.
"I...I like it...it's so...so thick...ah!" When my wife reached orgasm, she would use
words to interact, something we often did, but I never expected to use it on someone else this time: "Fuck...
harder...fuck me...I like it...I like it so much...brother...brother, just...fuck...fuck...fuck me!"
At this moment, Mr. Wang didn't show any signs of immediately climaxing, but instead began to control the rhythm and intensity—sometimes deep,
sometimes shallow, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, as if trying to push my wife, who was already at the peak of lust, to an even higher climax.
"Ah...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...please...please...please...Mr. Wang...give...
give...give me...I really...can't take it anymore..." My wife had completely submitted to Mr. Wang's lewd power
.
"Beg me for what? Say it now, or I won't give it to you!" Mr. Wang said sternly.
"Please...please...fuck me...fuck me to death..." my wife begged.
"I can't hear you!" Mr. Wang continued to exert his power.
"Please fuck me... ah... give it to me... shoot it into me..." My wife was desperate.
"Okay, then I'm going to shoot, I'm going to shoot all my semen into your body."
"Shoot... shoot it all into my body... I'm a slut...
a slut who likes other people shooting inside her!
" My wife, who might still be in her "danger period," was completely desperate.
As Mr. Wang's rhythm became faster and the amplitude became larger, finally, the moment came... Mr. Wang
used all his strength to hold my wife's vulva, seemingly not wanting to let a single drop of semen flow out of my wife's body.
However, it seemed that Mr. Wang shot too much, and my wife's body could not hold so much semen. As Mr. Wang pulled out
his penis, some of the semen slowly overflowed.
After releasing, Mr. Wang sat on the sofa next to me, lit a cigarette and smoked, and gestured for me to
enjoy . I didn't care whether my wife still had the strength, and immediately thrust into her. The moment my penis entered
my wife's body, I felt a distinctly different sensation.
Because her body was filled with Mr. Wang's semen and her own vaginal fluids, her vagina was exceptionally
lubricated—a feeling I'd never experienced before. Especially considering that my wife had just been
penetrated , the psychological stimulation was immense, making my penis feel incredibly hard. My wife clearly felt
my erection and kept begging, "Ah...boss...I...can't...take it...too...too thick
...
"
I was worried she might accidentally utter the word "husband," but thankfully, despite her wanton body, she
maintained a degree of composure. I thought perhaps she truly possessed the qualities of a prostitute, or perhaps she had
anticipated all possible scenarios before leaving home.
While I continued to penetrate my wife, Mr. Wang seemed to recover somewhat, impatiently coming over
to caress my wife's breasts. I watched as my wife's soft breasts were squeezed until they were slightly deformed, but she showed no displeasure.
I understood; my wife was a prostitute now, and perhaps many more men's hands would squeeze her like this in the future.
In the eyes of their clients, prostitutes might not be considered real women, but rather playthings. Their job
is to allow clients to touch their entire bodies and insert penises of various sizes and thicknesses. At this point,
not only did my wife understand the essentials of being a prostitute, but I also began to yearn for her future
career . "Wife, from now on, you'll be a prostitute!"
As these thoughts flashed through my mind, my movements became increasingly aggressive, and my wife's
cries grew louder and louder. With each thrust—until the final sprint—I could no longer hold back—
releasing all my passion—and Mr. Wang, without me even noticing, had shoved his penis into my wife's mouth. Finally,
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