I was a pheasant once (urban life adult novel)

I have always looked down on girls who work as prostitutes, but I never expected that I would once play the role of a prostitute.

I was in a bad mood that day. I had just had an argument with my boyfriend, so I ran to the street wearing a very sexy pajamas. I hid under the light of a street shop, wanting to see if that damn guy would come out to find me. Five minutes passed and the damn guy still didn't show up, so I started wandering around the street in a huff.

At this time, I found that men were constantly looking at me with lustful eyes. I suddenly realized that this street was the famous wild chicken street in the city. There were young women in twos and threes on the roadside who were dressed as sexy as me. Should I just stand in the shadow of the street lamp? , and see how attractive you are. Sure enough, after I stopped, the men around me with ulterior motives stared at me with wanton eyes without any regard, looking at me as if I were a piece of merchandise for sale.

I just turned 18 two days ago today. More than a year of sex life has made my body sexy and charming. My friends all say that I look like Zhou Xun, but my figure is much better than hers. I also wanted to go to film school, but my academic performance was too poor, so I never thought about it.

I made up my mind to sell myself out and teach that bastard a lesson. Soon I negotiated the price with 7 or 8 good-looking men. I set a minimum price of 800 for myself because I knew the market price here is 300-400. I think I am much prettier than those wild chicks, and it was the first time I didn't want to sell myself too cheaply. I always offer 1,000, but some people who don't know the value of things actually bargain with me for 200. I'm too lazy to bargain with them. Besides, it's only 10:30 in the evening and I want to find a handsome man.

At this time, a middle-aged man who had been paying attention to me for a long time came over. He agreed to my offer and asked me to follow him immediately. He was not my ideal customer, but I was in a difficult situation and he promised to give me 1,000 yuan. I looked around, hoping to see the dead man, but I didn't see him. At this time, the man had called a taxi and stopped it beside me. I didn't think he was a bad person, so I made up my mind and followed him into the car.

He was relatively well behaved in the car, and apart from hugging my waist, he didn't make any extra movements, which made me feel more favorable towards him. We got off the car at a pretty decent hotel. At first I was worried that the hotel security might ask us what we were doing, but they just looked at me a few more times and let us walk into the lobby as if it was nothing special. I had booked a room with my boyfriend before, but this was my first time with a stranger. Fortunately, the waitress completed the formalities quickly, and I got into the elevator with him as if I was escaping. The hotel is a three-star hotel with a nice room. When I heard the door close and lock quietly, I knew there was no way out.

He asked me to take a shower with him, but I didn't agree and let him take a shower first. He didn't say much, but put his arm around me, rubbed my breasts hard a few times with the other hand, and then walked into the bathroom. He didn't close the door when he took a shower, probably because he was afraid that I would sneak away. I leaned against the head of the bed and watched TV to hide my uneasy mood.

When he came out, he only had a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and the small hillock in the middle was clearly visible. He pressed me on the bed and rubbed my body with his hands wantonly, and took off my pajamas. I hurriedly said that I hadn't taken a shower yet, and ran into the bathroom with only my underwear on. That was probably the longest shower I have ever taken. I didn’t dare to face what was about to happen. Before tonight, I had never thought about having sex with a stranger and selling my body. Oh my God, I really became the wild chicken that I looked down upon in the past!

Finally, after the man's countless urgings, I walked out of the bathroom. Obviously, he couldn't wait any longer. He carried me naked from the bathroom door to the bed, eagerly removed my bath towel and underwear, stretched my hands and feet into a big letter, and entered my body with his hard penis.

This was the first time I experienced sex without foreplay or caressing. Fortunately, my pussy was very wet, so he only had to thrust a few times before he could put the whole thing in.

I had never seen the size of his penis before, but I could clearly feel that it was thicker and longer than my boyfriend's. When it was inserted to the bottom, it could even reach the small opening of my flower core. Although there was no caress, I still reached orgasm quickly. I couldn't help but hum from my mouth. His power became stronger under my influence. Before the previous orgasm subsided, he brought me to a higher peak again.

After 6 or 7 consecutive climaxes, I felt that his speed slowed down but his strength became stronger, and each time he could reach deep into the bottom of my uterus. Suddenly, just as my climax was subsiding a little, a hot torrent shot into my flower core, splashing inside my body. After several intermittent spurts, he finally climbed on top of me and didn't move.

I hugged him tightly, hoping that his little brother would stay inside my flower core a little longer to enjoy the full and satisfying feeling, but he was just like that damn guy and soon became soft and pulled out of my body.

We were both very tired, and his arm around me was obviously not as strong as before. I suddenly remembered that I had not taken my medicine today, so I quickly got up to pee, hoping to pee out his semen. After peeing, I turned on the water to rinse my pussy.

When I returned to the bed, I could see that he was no longer as tired as before. I lay in his arms like a little bird and my mood had completely returned to normal.

His hands gently roamed over my body, and his tongue occasionally danced on my nipples. I gently closed my eyes, put my arms around his neck, raised my legs and wrapped them around his waist, and my body trembled slightly from time to time with his caress. Suddenly, his tongue left my nipple and moved to my lower abdomen. After kissing around my belly button for a while, he spread my legs and began to suck on my pussy with his tongue.

Waves of tingling and comfortable pleasure spread from my flower core to my mind. I was trembling uncontrollably all over, and I stroked my breasts with both hands to balance the stimulation in my lower body. My dead boyfriend has never given me a blowjob, and I have never experienced the wonderful feeling of a man's tongue pecking and sucking my vagina. As his tongue tip continues to penetrate deeper and deeper, the pleasure in my body is like a small boat in a typhoon, constantly being thrown onto the top of the waves, and before it falls, it rushes to another peak...

He turned around and straddled my head. He held my legs with both hands, lifted my lower body, leaned over and buried his head between my thighs. This posture made his tongue tip more flexible and the stimulation to me more intense.

His dick had swelled up again and was hitting my face hard. He freed one hand to grab the dick and put it into my mouth. Stimulated by his licking and pecking at my flower core, I couldn't help but open my mouth and take his dick in.

It was the first time for me to hold a man's penis in my mouth. I had refused every time he wanted to do so before because I psychologically could not accept the idea of ​​putting a man's urine in my mouth. But this time, I unexpectedly received a blowjob from a man and this made me psychologically accept this way of making love and allowed me to experience a pleasure I had never experienced before.

His hard rod was hot and thick and filled my little mouth. I stroked it up and down and licked the tip of the rod with my tongue. Gradually, the frequency of his hard rod twitching in my mouth increased and it went deeper and deeper under my tongue. I suddenly had the urge to vomit and I turned my head to try to throw his hard rod out of my mouth, but it was impossible for him to stop at this time. The thrusts were getting faster and deeper. I soon couldn't breathe and I tried desperately to push him away with my hands. Finally, his hard rod pierced my throat and my chest twitched violently and uncontrollably. At this moment, a strong, salty and hot stream shot from his hard rod into my throat. I couldn't help but swallow this and the thick liquid that followed.

After his penis ejaculated, it became limp in my mouth and I spit it out easily. As I breathed in the fresh air, I realized that for the first time in my life, I had given a man a blowjob and swallowed his semen.

Oh my God, what happened to me today, from a quarrel to being a prostitute, then having sex with a stranger (the second man in my life), and then enjoying oral sex for the first time in my life and giving oral sex to other men, and swallowing a man's semen for the first time. Maybe there is a primitive carnal impulse in my body, and the quarrel was just a trigger that triggered another self of mine that I didn't even know about. Once it broke through the boundaries of morality and responsibility, it was out of control. I don't know whether it would lead me to heaven or hell!

I rinsed my mouth, lay in the bathtub, and slowly washed off the mixture of both people's body fluids, thinking about my actions today. The middle-aged man also entered the bathroom, and it was only then that I saw his body clearly for the first time. He looked like he was 40 years old, with a well-maintained and very fair body. His hair was a little messy but the hairstyle was obviously the work of a famous hairstylist. His belly had inevitably become fat, but it had not yet turned into an ugly pregnant belly. The little brother hanging underneath had shrunk into a furry little black rabbit.

He and I squeezed into the single bathtub, and I could only sit on him with my butt right on his little brother. He held me and massaged my breasts while kissing my neck. I also reached my hands behind my head and held his head.

Miss, are you noble? He asked in my ear.

Anyway, I wasn't sexually anxious, so I answered in a playful manner, imitating the dead man's dirty jokes.

He laughed and hugged me tighter.

This is your first time doing this, right? He suddenly stared into my eyes and said.

I was startled and shivered all over. I sat up straight in his arms and felt my face getting hot.

Seeing my reaction, he hugged me tightly and kissed my breasts with satisfaction. I calmed down under his caress.

How do you know? I asked him in a low voice.

Ha ha! He laughed and said, "I saw it when you were standing on the street. Although you were wearing pajamas, you didn't have any makeup on. The real prostitutes all wear makeup and you can tell they are fake at first glance!"

When I thought about it, I was right. I was going to go to bed with that damn guy after taking a shower, but I forgot what we had a quarrel about and ran out of the house. I really didn't wear any makeup.

I hate it when you call people pheasants! , I pinched his thigh.

Oops, sorry! He kissed my breasts and lips hard again as if to make up for it.

That’s all? I asked doubtfully.

Of course it's more than that. You offered 1,000 and didn't bargain with anyone, which means you were hesitating whether to do it or not.

He kissed my eyes again and then said: A real lady will bargain down to 400-500 and will do it, but you obviously are not short of money and are not in a hurry to sell yourself, so why is that? He asked me in return.

I looked at him in surprise. I didn't expect that he could observe my psychology at that time so accurately.

Why? He was pleased with my expression and asked again.

I turned around, sat on his lap, and pounded his chest with both hands: You are so bad, I just want to find a handsome guy! I didn't intend to sell myself at all! My face became hot again and I buried my head in his chest.

Why did you agree to me later? He asked with great interest.

You are so bad! You agreed to 1,000 right away without bargaining, so I don't dare to go back on my word! But they followed you because they thought you looked like a good person.

oops! I thought of an important question: If she died, would I still be pregnant? What would I do if my friends knew about it?

Hahaha! He suddenly laughed and I sat up angrily.

He hugged me tightly again, kissed me hard and then said: Of course not, I had a vasectomy a long time ago. And I looked at your clothes when you were taking a shower. There was no condom hidden inside, which further proves my judgment!

What judgment? I asked as I relaxed.

You are a good girl! It’s my first time soliciting customers on the street! He said with a smug smile.

Pull your head, I ran to the street because I was angry! Looking at his smug smile, I suddenly felt guilty. Although I am no longer a virgin and gave my first time to my damn boyfriend, I feel sorry for him for having sex with other men behind his back.

sorry! sorry! He saw that his words hurt my self-esteem and quickly apologized to me.

Then, he hugged me tightly again, and his tongue moved all over my body, licking me so that I began to feel comfortable and numb all over again. Women are really strange animals. No matter how strong their will is, they will succumb to the desires of the flesh. The guilt I had just felt began to disappear, and I once again plunged into the ocean of lust. This time we didn't have time to dry our bodies before we both fell on the bed. Due to the experiences from the previous two times, we were familiar with each other's bodies and cooperated very well.

I gradually came to like the excitement of this kind of sex, and the comfortable Simmons mattress in the hotel room gave me a feeling far beyond that which my dead boyfriend gave me. Am I going to embark on a life of being a prostitute from now on? I dare not draw a conclusion for myself.

We made love crazily, rolling from the bed to the carpet, from him on top to me on top, changing many positions, some of which were my first time, and I was amazed at his various moves and strong fighting power...

Suddenly, several dazzling flashlight beams shone on us. It turned out that during our ecstasy, police officers on night patrol rushed into the room.

Suddenly, my mind went blank, and when the lights in the room came on, I was still naked. The middle-aged man put on his clothes and left the room with a policeman. I came to my senses and wrapped myself in a sheet. I couldn't help but wet the sheet with tears.

The police checked the room and carefully looked through my pajamas and underwear, and checked my bra repeatedly. I lowered my head in shame, feeling despair in my heart. I had never been arrested by the police before. How could I face people after being arrested today? That damn guy would definitely not want me anymore. Now I truly felt the love in my heart for him. I couldn't imagine how I would live without him. How could I still face my teachers, classmates, relatives and friends?

There were still two policemen left in the room at that time. The one who looked at my bra handed me the clothes and asked me to put them on, then told me to kneel on the ground and wait for processing. At this time, I heard the sounds of doors opening and closing in the corridor, people were constantly being taken out of the room for questioning, and girls were constantly screaming as they were taken away.

Suddenly, the door of the room opened again, and the policeman who had gone out and the middle-aged man came back to the room. The policeman whispered something to the two policemen in the room and walked up to me. He kindly asked me to sit up, then handed me a piece of paper and asked me to write my name, address, etc. on the paper. He warned me not to lie, otherwise he would arrest me and parade me through the streets until someone recognized me. Of course I didn't want to be paraded through the streets, so I honestly wrote down my name and address.

The policeman who came later handed the paper I wrote to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man looked at it, took out a lighter and burned the paper, then walked out of the room with the two policemen who checked the room and my clothes. Only the policeman who came later and I were left in the room. I didn't know what he was going to do with me, and I kept begging him to do anything as long as he didn't tell my family.

The policeman looked at me strangely, stood up and locked the door of the room, then quickly stripped off his lower body and ordered me to lie on the bed. I lay down obediently, and he sat beside me, lifted my pajamas, skillfully took off my panties, rolled them into a ball, and wiped my pussy clean. I know what he is going to do, but now I am a fish in his arms and can only let him slaughter me. I also hope that he will find a way to excuse me.

I took the initiative to spread my legs, exposing my pussy surrounded by shiny pubic hair in front of him. His breathing began to become rapid. He turned over and knelt between my thighs. He held his fiery red and hard little brother in his hand and drew a few circles at the entrance of my pussy, wetting the head of his hard rod. Then he knelt up, lay on top of me, raised his buttocks and forcefully penetrated the core of my pussy. His rod was not as thick as a middle-aged man's, but it was very long, and every time it penetrated, it hit the fundus of my uterus deeply. I could clearly feel as if there were two pieces of meat in my body that held his rod from time to time with his thrusts, just like giving him a blowjob.

He thrust in and out very quickly and I felt the orgasm almost immediately. His speed was so fast that I couldn't even scream out. All I could hear was panting. Gradually I couldn't even breathe. Suddenly his body shivered, and at the same time a stream of hot semen shot into my flower core. My flower core actually absorbed all of his semen like drinking water, and squirmed until his little brother softened.

Maybe he was afraid of being discovered by others, so he ejaculated after just 2 minutes on me. However, these were also 2 minutes that I will never forget. Firstly, they were the fastest thrusting speed and the deepest penetration I have ever experienced in my life. Secondly, the glorious image of the police uncle in my mind since childhood was gone. Also, I discovered that I could actually use my body to make deals. Is this my misfortune or blessing?

After we got dressed, he took out a business card and asked me to memorize it. On it was a man's name, position, address and phone number. It turned out that the middle-aged man was the deputy general manager of a well-known listed company in the city. I memorized it quickly and recited it to him. After repeating it several times without any mistakes, he told me some more things. It turned out that he wanted me to pretend to be the middle-aged man's mistress so that no one would be caught as a prostitute. Of course I was willing to do so and agreed to his request. When he took me out of the room, I secretly memorized his police number XXXXXXXX108.

Sure enough, when I was taken to the police station, I was quickly released according to the answers he taught me. The vice president was also waiting for me. When 108 took me out, they exchanged a knowing smile, and then the vice president took my hand and got into a Mercedes-Benz. The vice president asked the driver to accompany 108 people to have supper and drove me home personally. On the way, he said that it was unfortunate that I ran into the anti-prostitution crackdown and was scared. He also said that he would take me to Hainan next time to make up for this scare.

I got off the car at an intersection one block away from my home. I didn't want him to know where I lived. Before getting off the car, he stuffed a beautiful little bag into my hand. I watched his car disappear around the corner before turning around and going home.

It was 5 o'clock in the morning when I got home. The sky was already slightly white. I usually get home almost at dawn, so my parents didn't find it strange. Anyway, they had lost confidence in me as a daughter and just wanted me to find a good husband and marry into a good family. If they knew that I lost my virginity when I had sex with my boyfriend at home at the age of 17, and now I am a prostitute, I believe they will beat me to death without mercy.

I quietly returned to my room, closed the door gently, turned on the desk lamp, and found that the vice president gave me a very beautiful snakeskin small purse with a golden decorative buckle. It was gorgeous and elegant, and I couldn't let it go.

When I opened the small package, I found 3,000 yuan in brand new bills and a business card that I had just seen. Looking at the banknotes scattered on the bed, I couldn't believe this was real. I was originally in despair, but unexpectedly my luck turned around. Not only was I not arrested and sent to jail, but I also got so much money and property. I felt like I was in a dream.

I decided to use the money to buy myself a dress I had longed for, and then buy him a pair of beautiful leather shoes, as compensation for his loss of being cuckolded.

So with good wishes, I packed my money and bag and fell asleep sweetly.

The next day at noon, I finally woke up. My parents had gone to work and I was the only one at home. While brushing my teeth and washing my face, I slowly recalled what happened yesterday. So many things had happened as a result of just one quarrel. Not only did I have sex with a prostitute, I also learned how to give a blowjob and used my body to make a deal with the police.

If I had not been caught later, I would have liked the life of a prostitute. I can't give myself the answer, but fortunately, the incident of being caught later left me with lingering fears, and I made up my mind to be a good person in the future, to make up for my guilt to the dead man, and never be a prostitute again.

After figuring it all out, I returned to my old life.