Memoirs of a Seductive Wife, Part 46

I really wasn't interested in continuing to update, but those of you who like reading my blog should have seen my previous posts. After some time, I fully accepted and processed my wife's past as a prostitute. It just so happened that the pandemic hit, and family and close friends gradually recovered. Life returned to normal so quickly. Because my wife was with me every day during that period, she witnessed my entire psychological transformation. She said she was prepared to accept the possibility of divorce. I told her that divorce was impossible; it just required a process of psychological acceptance and processing. When she saw me licking her cunt every day again, she knew I had fully accepted her past as a prostitute and didn't mind that her cunt had been with thousands of clients. She breathed a sigh of relief and continued her prostitution. She even said she was going crazy from not being gang-raped for so long, and couldn't wait to go out with her lovers once they recovered.

Some time ago, by chance, a client from my company arranged to meet me. He brought some gifts and waited for me in the company's underground parking lot, as it wouldn't look good to deliver the gifts directly to my office. This client and I had a pretty good personal relationship before. That day, I was driving my wife shopping, and she stayed in the car all the way to the company. The client happened to see my wife and seemed quite surprised. After my wife had walked away, he tentatively asked me if I remembered seeing a very beautiful woman at a certain club many years ago, someone who looked exactly like the woman who had just gotten out of the car. I said, "You said many years ago, how do you remember so clearly?" He said that woman was one of the most beautiful women at that club, so of course he remembered her well. Because of business, he often took clients with special preferences to that club, and they always requested her services. It was very awkward at the time, and I didn't know how to continue the conversation, but I couldn't help wanting to know more about my wife's past.

I went along with him and said, "Is it really such a coincidence? I also met her at that club many years ago." He immediately became interested and said, "I heard she quit, what a pity! She was the best in the whole club, the best in both skill and service. You must know that too, right?" He didn't know this was my wife. Because of special circumstances, my wife and I didn't have a big wedding or many guests, so most of my friends don't know her.

The client kept rambling on, "Why did you quit after only a few years? That club closed down a couple of years ago, I think. You've got a way of staying in touch, even in this situation? My clients have been thinking about her for so long." I didn't know how to respond or continue the conversation. I glanced at my watch, and he immediately realized I was carrying gifts! He quickly put the gifts in my car and asked if I was in a hurry. I said I had a meeting at work. He then said goodbye and left, adding, "How about we meet up for dinner sometime?" I could only say, "Sometime, sometime." Damn! She really worked as a sex worker for several years?! I eventually came to accept and process the fact that my slutty wife worked as a prostitute at a club.

Let me continue writing my memoir. I stood by the bed, witnessing five large penises inserted into three holes in my wife's body. The visual impact was indescribable. Having just showered, my own penis was already erect again. I gently stroked it, my hands unknowingly covered in sticky pre-ejaculate. Ah B came to my side, but I was completely unaware until he spoke to me. Ah B asked if it was exciting, and I said it was incredibly exciting. I glanced at Ah B standing next to me, also stroking his penis.

The five guys who were penetrating my slutty wife seemed to only be able to keep penetrating; they barely moved, just kept penetrating, while my slutty wife kept moaning softly through her nostrils. After less than a minute of penetration, my wife started pushing them away, and one by one they pulled their penises out of her body. She paused for a moment before saying, "Oh!...So good! So full!" She

kept rubbing her cunt as she spoke. I leaned over and opened my mouth to lick her hand. After she removed her hand, I licked her cunt. The cunt still smelled strongly of semen, and there was a ring of white foam around the opening. A-B also got on the bed and kissed my wife. After kissing me and A-B for a while, she supported herself with her hands, raised her buttocks, and I noticed there was another guy lying beneath her! After pulling her big penis out of her anus, she made an "oh" sound and lay down on the bed. I lifted her buttocks and kissed her anus—a bright red, round, and deep opening, quite a sight.

I squeezed my dick and thrust it into my slutty wife's pussy, feeling like a lone boat adrift on a vast, boundless ocean. It might be a bit of an exaggeration, but that's how I felt at the time. My wife noticed and laughed, saying, "Silly! You just had two dicks bigger than you in, so it must feel a bit empty now!" The guys around us were also laughing hysterically at my wife's antics. Damn, that was so hurtful. After thrusting in and out of my wife's empty pussy for a while, I pulled it out and shoved it into her mouth. She started licking and sucking it diligently, making my dick glisten and shine.

I watched as my slutty wife licked my dick clean, then I left her body and said, "Alright, I won't bother you anymore! You guys have fun." K said, "Boss, actually, our slutty wife's cunt contracts pretty quickly. Wait a little while, then go back up and fuck her, you'll feel it." I said, "I really have to go home later, you guys have fun! Take your time, have a good time!" K said, "Okay then! We won't hold back." I lifted the rope binding my slutty wife's thighs to look at it; the marks were quite deep, the color inside the marks a dark brown. I asked my slutty wife, "Doesn't it hurt like this?" She shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt! It's tingly and numb, very comfortable." So I was worrying for nothing?

I left my slutty wife's bed and went to my sister-in-law's side. When they saw me, they started performing their "three holes, five dicks" act, easily and happily, though it was the kind where they could only insert, not freely thrust in and out. They only lasted about a minute before pulling out. When I tried to lick my sister-in-law's pussy, she got up, pulled her big dick out of her anus, and lay down on the sofa, making me lick her pussy. She even told me that Ah B had sucked all the semen out of her. Ah B came over and stood beside her, slowly masturbating while chuckling to himself.

I lifted the ropes binding my sister-in-law; the marks were deep, and the urine smell on the ropes seemed stronger than my wife's. Of course, it could also be psychological. My sister-in-law told me to lie down, and I instinctively lay down first, then realized and asked, "Why do you want me to lie down?" My sister-in-law smiled, then sat on my face, immediately sliding her butt back and forth, smearing my face with her juices. I was speechless.

My sister-in-law stopped her butt on my face for a moment, and just as I was wondering what she was trying to do, a stench hit my nostrils, almost making my eyes water. It was a silent fart, probably because her anus was stretched open and hadn't closed yet, so it let out a muffled fart. This sister-in-law is so naughty. My sister-in-law also chuckled mischievously, stepped away from my head, and then asked me, "Brother-in-law, want to fuck for a while?" I reached out to touch my sister-in-law's pussy, and four fingers easily went in. If my whole palm wasn't so big, I could have really done fistjob. My sister-in-law asked me, "Brother-in-law, want to try? It should be okay." I said, "Forget it, my palm is too big, the brothers still want to fuck you! Don't let me stretch it too much." My sister-in-law said, "Brother-in-law, then let you do fistjob another day, I think it should be okay." I said, "Sure! Another day!" Then I got up, went to the bathroom to wash my face, brushed my teeth, and cleaned myself up.

When I came out of the bathroom, inside the room, my wife and sister-in-law were being fucked by a group of guys, screaming and moaning loudly. I went to the living room, checked the time on my phone—it was almost 1 a.m. A-B followed me in, handed me a cigarette, and put one in his own mouth. We both lit them and leaned against the doorframe between the living room and the bedroom, smoking and watching the live sex show inside. It was pure enjoyment! The two women in this live sex show were my wife and my sister-in-law; the feeling was indescribable.

After finishing my cigarette, I said to A-B, "I'm going home." A-B knew I was going home, so he nodded and said, "Okay, come over anytime!" Of course, I knew what he meant—I could come over anytime to play with my wife's sister, his older sister-in-law; he'd played with her even more than I had. K-ge came over and asked, "Boss, you really can't stay here overnight?" I nodded and said, "My family situation is a bit complicated, I have to go home. You guys keep having fun, don't worry."

I went back to the bed in the room. My slutty wife saw me coming, spat out the big dick she was sucking, and asked, "Going home already?" I said, "Leaving soon, what time will I pick you up tomorrow morning?" My slutty wife said, "Around 10 to 10:30! I'll definitely have another round in the morning." I said, "So, will this satisfy you?" My slutty wife said, "Of course! I need to be full before I go home!" I grabbed the rope binding my slutty wife's breasts, lifted it high, and then let go. The rope snapped back, and my slutty wife cried out, "Ouch!" I said, "Does it hurt a lot?" My slutty wife said, "It's okay, a little painful, a little numb, but it feels pretty fun." I couldn't respond to my slutty wife's words, so I could only say, "Then you guys continue, have fun." My sexy wife nodded vigorously, but then leaned in to kiss me again, her lips still wet from licking my big dick. I had no choice but to hold her head and give her a passionate kiss before we parted. She said, "Bye-bye, my dear husband." I replied, "Bye-bye, baby."

I put on my club uniform. Ah B and Brother K were also getting dressed. I said, "You two don't need to see me off, I can go down by myself." Brother K said, "Boss, we should see you off, let's just take you to the first floor." They escorted me downstairs, and after I changed, Brother K took my name tag and, together with Ah B, walked me all the way to the back door before waving goodbye. There weren't many cars on the road in the early morning, so I got home quickly. After washing up, I went to sleep. Surprisingly, I felt very calm and slept soundly. I woke up according to my normal biological clock, had breakfast, and then took a nice nap. I got up around 9:00, got ready, and didn't leave until 10:00. After leaving, I sent my wife a WeChat voice message, telling her to be at the club by 10:30. This time, she replied quickly, asking me to pick her up from her room upstairs so we could go down together. I didn't think much of it. After arriving at the club, I parked the car in the backyard, went downstairs to get my wristband, and went upstairs.

Arriving at the suite room from last night, I knocked, took off my coat, and held it in my hand, waiting for the door to open. K opened the door. As soon as I entered the living room, the first thing I saw was my sister-in-law lying there—the place where everyone had urinated last night. Several layers of sheets were laid on top of her, and the sheets were already soaked through, a yellowish color. I blurted out, "You really slept on that all night?" My sister-in-law said, "Of course! Want to try what pickled sister-in-law tastes like?" I jumped aside with a shudder and said, "Maybe not." I really couldn't stand it.

I walked past my sister-in-law, put my coat on the sofa next to me, and went from the living room into the bedroom. At least my wife seemed a little more normal there. She was kneeling on the bed, facing what appeared to be my third brother, his thick penis still inside her. From a distance, she waved to me, and I quickly went over to her. She reached out for a hug, so I hugged her back. She leaned in for a kiss, and I embraced her passionately. We kissed, her tongue entering my mouth, and then a stream of liquid entered. Without even thinking, I knew it was my brothers' semen in her mouth. Because she had sent me a voice message that morning, asking me to come upstairs, I already knew pretty much what it was.

After my slutty wife transferred her mouthful of semen to me, she continued to kiss me passionately, even swirling her tongue inside my mouth. To avoid spoiling her fun and to ensure she would be more open and happy playing with her husbands in the future, I, already mentally prepared, resolutely swallowed the semen. My slutty wife kissed me passionately for a long time before releasing me and letting me lie down next to her. Once I was lying down, she lifted one leg and straddled my head. She said, "Big husband, open your mouth wide, press your tongue against my clitoris, and catch it as soon as the third husband's penis comes out. All the husbands' essence is inside!"

Without hesitation, I opened my mouth, pressing my tongue against her clitoris. The third husband's thick penis, pressed against my nose and forehead, slowly withdrew from her vagina. I quickly pressed my mouth against it, completely engulfing her vagina, the fluid already slowly flowing out. I took a small sip after only a short while, and fearing I'd choke, I quickly swallowed. My wife slowly straightened up, and the mixture of fluids from her vagina flowed into my mouth even faster; I couldn't help but swallow another mouthful.

She said, "Honey, slowly suck it out with your mouth, don't waste it, wait a little longer, suck a little longer." When the fluids stopped flowing from her vagina, I sucked hard a few times. Sure enough, there was still some inside. After sucking for a while, confirming it had stopped flowing, I said, "Honey, it's clean, there's nothing left."

She lifted her buttocks slightly, shifting her position a little, and asked, "Honey, can you see my butt?" Only then did I see that there was an anal plug without a tail inside her anus. I said, "Why is there still something stuck in your butt?" She said, "This morning, Brother K gave me an enema again, several times, it's very clean. Pull the plug out, there's still some essence inside!"

I was speechless, but since we'd come this far, I slowly pulled the anal plug out of my wife's anus. As soon as I opened my mouth, she sat her entire buttock on my face. I could feel her slowly pushing out, like she was having a bowel movement, and then some semen actually came out of her anus, flowing into my mouth.

She probably felt she was clean, so she raised her buttocks slightly, but still didn't leave my face. I knew exactly what she wanted. I stuck out my tongue and carefully licked her anus clean. Satisfied, she got up, turned around, hugged me, and gave me another passionate kiss. After a long while, she said, "My husband is the best."

After getting out of bed, I asked her, "Wife, are you planning to go home like this without untying this rope?" She said, "Then untie it now!" I started untying the ropes binding my wife. As the ropes slowly untied, the marks from the ropes crisscrossed her fair skin, the dark brown marks contrasting sharply with her white skin, making them particularly noticeable. The marks were especially deep in sensitive areas for us men, such as around her nipples, inner thighs, and the sides of her vulva. A strong smell of urine emanated from within the marks, and I couldn't resist licking them a few times. In that situation, it was a completely involuntary act.

My wife went to the bathroom to wash up quickly; she obviously didn't brush her teeth or anything, but I didn't care. When she came out into the living room, my sister-in-law was even more direct. The ropes on her body weren't even untied, and she had slept on sheets soaked with urine all night. Being marinated in urine all night must have really made her smell good! My sister-in-law grabbed the bathrobe she had worn at the club the night before, put it on, and went outside. Everyone changed and gathered on the first floor, handing their name tags to Brother K. I noticed that my sister-in-law was still wearing the same bathrobe she was in upstairs in the living room, just with her own coat over it. I truly admire my sister-in-law.

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