A beautiful bloom~ A record of our 3P journey

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A Beautiful Bloom - A Record of Our 3P Journey
The spring of the Year of the Horse was indeed memorable. After about two years of mental preparation, we finally tried our previously unrealized sexual experience.
Z, a single man in his thirties, was a migrant worker in Beijing, living apart from his wife for extended periods. He was a nice guy. Our first meeting was at a coffee shop; he was very thoughtful, running around to buy lilies, and knew how to please his wife. We chatted for a long time, and I felt quite at ease with him. Afterwards, we parted ways, and my wife and I went to a bar for drinks to relax. Actually, we mainly discussed whether we wanted to, and whether it was feasible. Honestly, we are each other's one and only. Letting go of ourselves, setting aside ethics and morality, and focusing on sex itself is still difficult. Life is short, so just do what you want, and be happy.
Before the holiday, things were hectic, and afterwards, many things delayed us. Finally, we arranged a time to meet on Friday. This week, we planned, simulated, and were excited, and of course, we deliberately acted like monks and nuns for a few days. On Friday morning, before getting out of bed, my wife took my hand and said, "Kiss me, tomorrow you won't be all alone." I almost changed my mind; I felt a pang of sadness. After settling things at home, my wife got dressed, and we set off to welcome this extraordinary night.
We arrived at a karaoke bar, met up, booked a private room, ordered some drinks, and everything felt like a friendly gathering—the atmosphere was quite harmonious. Karaoke is, of course, my forte, and I sang familiar songs one after another. We frequently raised our glasses, and my wife was already slightly tipsy; the atmosphere became somewhat ambiguous. We sang "In the Rain" together, and I whispered in her ear, "I love you, baby, I hope you can enjoy all this beauty." Afterwards, we kissed. At this moment, Xiao Z and I sat on either side of my wife, and hearing her unusual moans, as planned by Xiao Z and me, he joined in at the opportune moment. My heart tightened; I knew we had begun. I felt a pang of unease, but soon, as my wife became more passionate, we were completely immersed in the moment. I kissed her, gently caressing her, and Xiao Z kissed her too. My wife's body was very fair, her breasts even more alluring. She moaned passionately, her face flushed, shy and charming; I knew she was intoxicated. This was what I wanted. I love you, my darling. I got up to get my phone and took a few photos when they weren't facing me directly, as a memento. At this moment, my wife was completely in Xiao Z's arms. He lifted her legs and placed them on his knees, one hand gently caressing her beautiful legs accentuated by black stockings, the other around her waist, his head buried in her pink breasts. She tilted her head back, experiencing the caresses of a stranger, feeling his infatuation with her. I went over and joined in, kissing her to reassure her, to let her know I loved her. I wanted to give her a different feeling, to let her experience a different life. Since we were in a karaoke bar, we ended things at the appropriate time. I held my wife alone, softly asking her if she felt anything unpleasant, or if there were any actions she didn't like. She shook her head, shyly nestled beside me. My wife raised her glass again and drank heavily. I knew she was trying to bolster her courage. After the meal, we paid the bill and left. It was time for the next step – heading straight to the hotel.
To avoid attracting the hotel's attention, I decided to let my wife and Xiao Z go up first, since he had booked the hotel. I went to the supermarket to buy some wine, yogurt, and fruit before going upstairs. The fruit shop and supermarket took me almost 20 minutes to buy a bunch of things. I was anxious, wondering what would happen when they went up. Various scenarios flashed through my mind. Because I hadn't discussed this with him beforehand, I was still very worried about my wife. A text message arrived: "Room 1501." As the elevator doors opened, my anxiety intensified. Without me, I didn't know how my wife would react. The door opened, and a scene of eroticism came into view. On a blue chaise lounge, my wife gazed at me with intoxicated eyes, her gaze filled with lust. She was wearing a black lace blouse, a black skirt, black stockings, and a black bra with red butterfly patterns – a sexy Olay outfit. My wife's hair was slightly disheveled, her shirt buttons were undone, her bra had ridden up, and her breasts were half-exposed and round. Her skirt was pushed up to her waist. Her stockings and panties were nowhere to be seen. My manhood immediately became erect. I knew this scene would be unforgettable. I quickly put down my things, sat down, and embraced her, caressing her. My lower body was already overflowing with desire, and her soft moans filled my ears—this was my best aphrodisiac. I gave her my weapon, and she kissed and sucked on it. Little Z, now only wearing shorts, was sucking on my wife's toes, calves, and her most sensitive areas beside the chaise lounge. I took out my phone, avoiding her face, and snapped a few pictures. The sucking on her toes was a first for my wife, making her moan softly. I gently picked her up, placed her on the bed, and removed her skirt. My wife murmured for me to put it in, and I thrust my weapon in all the way. Her vagina was overflowing with desire, and Little Z grabbed her breasts and caressed them vigorously. Too excited, I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. Then, Little Z put on a condom, and with a soft moan from my wife, I knew she had reached her climax. He was in the rear position, thrusting violently. Because I ejaculated inside first, my semen and her vaginal fluids mixed together, making his genitals covered in white foam. My wife continued to suckle me. I also caressed her breasts. A vivid erotic scene unfolded before our eyes. It was so stimulating, so exciting. But due to nervousness, he also succumbed quickly, without reaching orgasm. Perhaps we were both too hasty, too eager to perform, and that haste makes waste. He tried again, with the same result. I was the same; I soared for a moment, then plummeted back down. We flanked her, one on each side, caressing her. She held a penis in each hand, gently massaging us. Her face was rosy, her expression shy and alluring—this was my favorite. Whenever we were together, she would blush terribly whenever I touched her. This scene, which we had simulated countless times, was now a reality, and the stimulation for her was unimaginable. I held her, caressing her, while Little Z pressed close to her, saying, "Your skin is so beautiful, so white, I love you so much, you're like a little girl..." My wife was lost in our sea of love.
I finally got aroused, pulling my wife up on top. I knew that countless times when she orgasmed on me, she had seen fireworks, colorful clouds, and shooting stars filling the sky. I was very strange; why didn't I have such visions when I orgasmed? She sat on top of me, moving, while Little Z came over and kissed her breasts and ears—it was incredibly erotic. With extreme stimulation, she quickly orgasmed. I gently patted her, "I love you, baby, okay?" She nodded, her happy smile making me feel completely relieved. All the bitterness and lingering emotions from before vanished. Seeing that Xiao Z couldn't get an erection and was already snoring, we decided to go home. While I was getting the water ready for a shower, my wife later told me that as soon as she got up, Xiao Z pulled her into his arms, sat her on his lap, and said, "Don't go, okay?" When I turned back, my wife was once again shyly pushing me down onto the bed. Xiao Z was putting on a condom. Because he hadn't reached orgasm, I didn't stop him. I went up and kissed my wife, holding her hands down, simulating a rape scenario. Perhaps this stimulated him, because he quickly became aroused too. He thrust, the sounds of slapping mingling with my wife's unrestrained moans echoing throughout the room. I picked up my phone again and took close-up photos of her from behind, from the side, and of her genitals. He had great stamina. After the orgasm, I handed my wife a towel and whispered, "Take a good shower, I love you."
After getting dressed, we went downstairs and took a taxi home. Once in bed, I asked my wife what we did during the ten minutes or so I was away. She described it to me, and I immediately got an erection; we both had an orgasm. We continued like this until after eight in the morning. Reflecting on the exciting experience, I realized I had come three times, and she had come five or six. We reached the pinnacle of our sexual encounter. A beautiful blossoming, an unforgettable three-way experience; we shared this wonderful moment in life. I write this down to remember it.

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