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[Repost] ******---A Different Feeling 

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Playing "sex" games now! This isn't a fantasy, it's a fact. While browsing a website recently, I discovered that a small group of people are indeed using the internet to find like-minded "partners" for "sex" (i.e., two couples exchanging partners solely for sex). To investigate this, I conducted a real-life interview with a 28-year-old netizen named Dong Tingting (pseudonym).
After posting a "couples seeking partners" ad online, I received about a dozen emails, more than a dozen of which were from couples. Most expressed interest in making friends, but some asked about genital size, and one even asked for nude photos, which shocked me. I was about to give up when an email a few days later changed everything.
This email didn't ask any questions, but simply sent an article expressing his views on couples seeking partners. The article was quite long. I read it carefully several times, trying to glean some information about the couple, and finally felt a connection. I replied with a photo of us. Soon, they returned a photo of themselves, a smiling couple amidst maple leaves, full of vitality. The following day, we spoke again. I think I had two purposes for the call: first, to get to know each other better through their voices and conversations; second, to seduce them—I knew my voice was sweet, and I was good at using that advantage.
The call went well. So, I took it upon myself to arrange a meeting for the following weekend. I didn't want to wait too long. We were supposed to
meet at 12 o'clock in Chinatown, and my husband and I arrived there at 11. Standing on the street, looking at the endless stream of people, most of whom hung their heads and looked somewhat timid, I suddenly felt an urge to run away. I couldn't bear the thought of meeting someone like that. I told my husband how I felt, and he comforted me, saying it wasn't too late to run away after we met. Finally, the appointed time and place arrived, and my heart was pounding. First, I saw the man, and I breathed a sigh of relief—thank goodness! Then I saw the woman; compared to me, she seemed petite, and I was a little worried that my husband would be unhappy. I secretly asked my husband, and he said, "As long as you're satisfied, I don't care." Later, it turned out my worries were unnecessary. Although the woman was of average appearance, she had a very likable personality, and
my husband and she hit it off very well. After the meeting, we went to a karaoke bar together. I'm not a good singer, so of course I had to remain quiet, adopting a demure and shy demeanor—playing to my strengths. So the woman and my husband sang enthusiastically, while the man took out his camera and started taking pictures. At first, I tried to avoid him, but later, feeling he wanted to scrutinize me through the lens, I simply struck various poses and let him take as many pictures as he wanted.

We sang for four hours to our hearts' content. When the time came to a crucial moment, everyone fell silent. The man asked me, "What do you want to do next?" I said, "I want to drink. How about I invite you to my house for drinks?" He readily agreed; everyone knew what the unspoken meaning behind drinking was, what they would do next. So, we split up: my husband took the woman to buy alcohol, and the man and I went to buy groceries.
The man drove, and we chatted casually. I secretly hoped he would make some advances, but he was extremely proper, not even giving me a flirtatious glance, unlike my boyfriends before marriage, who, while not overtly affectionate, always secretly tried to make advances. Perhaps he felt it was unnecessary; after all, he was practically his prey.
When we arrived at my house, my husband and his girlfriend hadn't returned yet (I later learned they had gone to a tourist attraction). We started cooking, and when they came back, we went inside to chat, and naturally, we reunited. During dinner, we talked about everything under the sun, domestic and international topics, without a hint of anything sexual. People are strange; they tell dirty jokes in formal settings, but become completely serious when faced with a situation like this. After dinner,
we chatted for a while longer, but no one brought up the main topic. I suggested watching a video. I had told him I would bring one if I had any DVDs at home, and he asked if I wanted one with a storyline; I said yes. Well, the DVDs they brought were just that—DVDs with a few nude scenes, not even as erotic as the TV dramas, let alone anything exciting. Nobody wanted to speak first; everyone sat there fully dressed. I couldn't concentrate on the movie at all, and I was too embarrassed to do anything. The two men, however, were acting like gentlemen. We just silently pretended to enjoy the film, and time ticked by.
I finally couldn't take it anymore, so I asked if they wanted to take off their coats. They said they weren't wearing shirts. So, I found two sets of men's and two sets of women's pajamas, and we all changed. I pulled the woman onto the bed, and we lay down. The man remained sitting on the carpet. My husband said that wasn't fair, so he squeezed in and invited the man to come too.

Afterwards, he was covered in sweat, and I lovingly held him in my arms, wiping his sweat with a towel. We lay down and chatted. He said, "You beautiful women, when you're young, you're all so arrogant; only when you get older do you learn to appreciate others." He struck a nerve, and the atmosphere grew heavy again.
My thoughts drifted away. I felt dizzy. I didn't know if what I had done before was right, let alone if what I was doing now was right. Before, ethics and morality bound us, preventing us from indulging ourselves; but as time passed and youth faded, we panicked and despaired, desperately trying to hold onto the last vestiges of youth. When all was in vain, we wanted to indulge, to stray, to try things we might not have tried. Our beliefs were no longer controlled by morality; our minds were filled with crazy ideas, making excuses for ourselves: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." It was like a final burst of energy before death.
After resting for less than ten minutes, he sat up, looked at me, and said, "Such beautiful breasts." I knew he wanted to do it again, and although I was somewhat reluctant, I didn't want to disappoint him and tried my best to cooperate. His sexual prowess completely exceeded my imagination of men, leaving an unforgettable impression.
Around 10 pm, they said goodbye and went home. As he left, he hugged me.
After that, for various reasons, we never contacted each other again. However, this sexual encounter completely changed my views on sex. I no longer resented my husband's past infidelity and gladly accepted his every caress. I even enjoyed walking naked around the house, admiring myself in the mirror.
This experience didn't make me feel guilty; instead, I felt fortunate to have gained another life experience. Of course, I reminded myself that this kind of game, like a beautiful peony, can relieve pain occasionally, but is harmful in the long run. I am
deeply grateful to the couple who brought us that brief moment of pleasure.
Regarding the phenomenon of "sexual intercourse" appearing around us, in my opinion, it is influenced to some extent by the Western sexual revolution. However, in today's society, sexual intercourse is actually a form of sexual promiscuity. Because Chinese law protects monogamy, those who engage in sexual intercourse do so to pursue physical novelty and excitement, without even knowing the other person's identity or health status—it is a very blind sexual behavior. This phenomenon may lead to social problems such as the spread of diseases and individual psychological imbalances.
Besides social factors, disharmony in the sexual lives of couples is also an important reason for this phenomenon. Many couples experience a monotonous sex life, leading to dissatisfaction for one or both partners and an inability to express their passion. Historically, my country has had relatively little sex education, with sexual techniques often considered taboo. However, both partners have an obligation to satisfy each other during sex. Therefore, improving the quality of a couple's sex life is crucial.
Sexual health encompasses a wide range of topics, including not only sexual activity itself, but also preventing the accidental transmission of diseases through sexual intercourse, and physical and mental well-being. The level of public awareness of healthy sexuality in my country is far from satisfactory; sex education should be aimed at the entire population.

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