My romantic affairs with the "three sisters"

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These "three sisters" are not biological sisters in the true sense, but three women who are good friends. They work in the

same company, all have families and children, and their thoughts and values are traditional like most women. They are by

no means promiscuous. However, I met them online and gradually had

sexual relations with them in real life.

(I) Acquaintance

I am a small businessman in my early thirties. I run a small company. Business is not big, but the profits are

decent , so I am not very busy. Since I don't have a girlfriend yet, after learning to chat online, I often

hide in my place and chat online, thinking that it would be best to have some romantic encounters. Heh (you have one too, right?) Therefore,

I became a regular in the local chat room. Local netizens make it easy to meet.

One noon, after saying goodbye to a chat friend in the chat room, I was bored and

looked at the names of female netizens in the netizen list without any target. I randomly clicked on a woman named "Manling". "Hello, can we chat?"

I greeted her. She replied promptly. Since I had nothing to do, I chatted with her. The conversation flowed smoothly, with her asking

all sorts of questions. I'm a sincere chatterbox; online, I generally don't lie. When someone

asks me a question I can't answer, I clearly tell them I don't want to or can't answer it. Perhaps because of my

sincerity , I found myself quite popular with the opposite sex online, and this time was no exception. When Manling said she had to log off

, I asked her if she wanted to continue chatting. She readily agreed. She even told me she

felt good about me. So we arranged to meet again at the same time the next day. For the next few days, we

chatted every day at noon. During our chats, I learned she was a teacher, middle-aged (a few years older than me), and could

only lunchtime. More importantly, I felt we were starting an online romance, a point she also acknowledged.

So the online chatting continued daily, and we became increasingly intimate online. One day, while Manling and I

were chatting, a woman named "Snow Lotus on the Iceberg" suddenly approached me and asked, "Handsome! Want to chat?"

At that moment, I had no time for other women, so

I . A few minutes later, another woman named "Flower Rain" also approached me and tried to chat,

but I politely declined again. This still slowed down Manling and my conversation, and Manling sensed something was wrong. She asked

if I was chatting with others too. I told her the truth, and Manling said, "You passed the test!" "

What happened?" I asked, puzzled. It turned out that the two women who had approached me were Manling's two female colleagues.

The three of them were close friends, often hanging out together, and frequently chatting in their respective offices during lunch breaks. Because of

my presence, Manling hadn't spoken to them much for a while, so the two women went to Manling's office and asked

her, "Are you having an online romance?" My conversation with Manling in the chat room had been seen, so Manling had no choice but to admit it. The two of

them volunteered to help her test whether I was sincere and devoted. That's how the little incident happened.

After that, Manling felt more comfortable revealing her feelings to me online, and our online feelings for each other

grew stronger every day . Meanwhile, when I met Xuelian or Huayu, we would chat, but at this time I

only considered them ordinary online friends.

II. Manling

I knew the time was right for Manling and me to meet in real life, so during an online chat, I suggested

we meet. Manling didn't object, so we agreed to meet at my place the next day at noon. The next day

at noon , we met online as agreed, discussed my location and other details, and then Manling logged off and set off.

At that moment, I was incredibly excited, constantly imagining what she would look like, constantly planning my

words and actions after we met, my heart pounding wildly. Finally, I heard soft footsteps on the stairs outside, growing

clearer and clearer —the sound of a woman's high heels clicking on the floor. Just as I was wondering if Manling had arrived, the doorbell

rang. She was here! I rushed to the door and opened it.

A middle-aged woman with a slender figure, wearing a dark silk dress and black stilettos, stood before me.

While not strikingly beautiful, she was attractive, and her mature appearance gave her a certain charm. I quickly welcomed her in,

trying to suppress my initial awkwardness, and said in a friendly tone, "Please come in! Please sit down! Would you like some water?" Manling

was clearly also reserved. She didn't seem like a lover from a chat room at all; after all, she was in a strange man's

home, displaying the shyness and timidity often associated with women. I knew I had fallen for this woman, and I could clearly

sense my desire for her affections and body. We sat together on the sofa in the living room, making small

talk. To put her at ease, I recounted our emotional journey in the chat room, hoping it would help her accept me more easily in

real life. Slowly, I started trying to hug her. She seemed uncomfortable,

constantly backing away. But I wasn't about to let this opportunity slip away! I moved closer, trying to persuade her.

Perhaps because it was our first meeting, she ultimately refused physical contact, saying she needed time to

adjust . It was almost time for me to go to work, so I saw her off.

Our online chat continued, and I kept inviting her to my place. In the month or so since our first meeting, she came

to my house two or three more times. She still didn't fully agree to my sexual advances, but there was some progress. With her

half-hearted lifted her shirt and touched her breasts. While touching them, I noticed she didn't stop

smiling, only saying, "Don't do this, don't do this." I knew things were about to get interesting. The next time we were together, I

again used a semi-violent, semi-gentle approach to attack her body. It was summer, and I suggested we go to the bedroom;

there was air conditioning. She agreed. I picked her up and placed her on the bed, then lay down beside her. After kissing her, I

started unzipping her jeans. At first, she resisted, but I said, "Aren't you hot? Take them off," while

continuing to unzip them. After several attempts, she finally stopped pushing my hands away. I seized

the opportunity, ripped open the zipper, and pulled her pants down. Wow, a small, semi-transparent

white panty was revealed before me, and I could vaguely see a tuft of dark pubic hair underneath. Then, amidst my

passionate kisses, I removed her top and bra. I impatiently pressed myself against her

, kissing and caressing her incessantly. Her breath grew heavier and more urgent in my ear. My lips left hers…

I kissed her mouth, slowly moving downwards—her ears, chin, neck, chest, breasts, belly—and then, through her panties

, I stimulated her genitals with my tongue. By this time, Manling's panties were already soaked with her juices, emitting a unique

scent . I deliberately didn't stimulate her genitals for long, instead lifting her bare, sexy thighs and

kissing the area around her private parts, my tongue gently sliding along the inside of her thighs. I could feel her trembling. I

then put her little feet in my mouth, sucking on her toes one by one. As my tongue darted between her toes,

Manling let out a soft moan. After enjoying her feet, I returned to her genitals, carefully stimulating

her vulva. There was even more juices; the fabric of her panties, directly above her vaginal opening, was almost completely transparent. I gently pulled down her

panties and continued kissing her genitals. Manling's hands kept grabbing at me; I knew she was

burning with desire. I inserted my engorged, purplish-red penis into her body and began to slowly thrust. It was

incredibly wet inside. Although she had given birth before, her vagina wasn't large, and my penis felt wonderfully enveloped. Amidst Manling

's moans, I finally lost control and ejaculated wildly inside her. After the passion subsided, we embraced

tenderly .

III. Snow Lotus

After that union of body and soul, Manling and I became true lovers. When we couldn't meet, we

would talk online during lunchtime. Whenever we had the chance, she would come to my place every few days for some passionate encounters.

Those days were truly blissful. But this happiness didn't last long. A few months later, Manling told me that because of her child

, she wouldn't have as much free time during lunchtimes, including online time. Sure enough, from

then on Manling wouldn't go online until very late every day, and after logging on for about ten minutes, she would go to work, sometimes not even going online at all.

My heart suddenly felt empty. I still waited online every day, hoping to see Manling's name soon.

During the days I waited, I often saw Xue Lian and Hua Yu in the chat room.

They already knew about my relationship with Man Ling, so I often asked them if Man Ling had arrived at school yet. I also chatted

casually . Almost a year passed like this. During that year, Man Ling and I never met

in person, only exchanging a few words online at most. Her two friends, on the other hand, became increasingly familiar with me.

One night, I entered the chat room out of boredom and happened to see Xue Lian. I asked her why she was online at night

. She said her husband was out and wouldn't be back until late, and she had nothing to do, so she came in to kill time. I said

I was bored too, let's chat. Xue Lian agreed. Perhaps because I hadn't had sex for many days, I

was a little . I tentatively asked Xue Lian if we could chat freely tonight. Xue Lian said yes. I asked again,

would you be willing to talk about sex? She said yes. I asked her about the frequency of her sex life, and she said she didn't have much sex

and the quality wasn't high. The reason was that her husband wasn't performing well; sometimes he couldn't penetrate, and sometimes he would ejaculate prematurely, but most of the time he

couldn't get an erection and couldn't penetrate. I told her that she should help him in these situations. She asked, "How can I help?" I pretended

to be knowledgeable and said, "You can wear sexy lingerie and give

him oral sex or handjob before sex." She said, "We're an old married couple, we don't need that many tricks." I said that tricks are very important

, especially for an old married couple, it's even more important to add some stimulation. I suggested that if she didn't have sexy lingerie, she should

wear long stockings during sex, it would look much better. During our conversation, I also mentioned some new sex techniques,

all of which I had seen in porn. After listening to me, she said, "That makes sense." I seized the opportunity to say, "I

've watched a lot of porn. Foreigners are really open about sex; Chinese people should learn from them." I added, "If you think

it's appropriate, you can come to my place, and I'll show you some porn to inspire you." She said, "Is that appropriate?"

I quickly replied, "I think it's appropriate, but it depends on your opinion." Finally, she said we'd see how things went later.

That night, we chatted for several hours, getting along very well. Since most of the conversation revolved around sex, I was quite aroused

. After we finished chatting, I even masturbated. For a while afterward, Xue Lian became my regular online chat partner,

and we talked a lot online. Finally, one Friday night, I felt the time was right, so

I invited her to meet me at my place over the weekend to watch some porn. She asked about my family situation and, upon learning that I lived

alone , agreed. I told her to wear stockings when she came, and she agreed without asking why. On Saturday,

I woke up very early. How could I sleep soundly, right? I went to the street and bought some food and drinks, along with a bottle of red wine, and

waited quietly at home for Xue Lian to arrive. Around 11 a.m., she rang my doorbell.

The woman before me, Xue Lian, was completely different from Man Ling. She was more voluptuous, her breasts quite

large, clearly a woman with a strong sex drive. I thought, a woman like that with a useless husband would be

starving .

Of course, I knew I couldn't rush to satisfy her now. I had her sit at my computer desk, put on

a classic erotic film for her to watch, and went to the kitchen to cook. Lunch was a little romantic; we

enjoyed the five dishes and soup I had carefully prepared, exchanging glances as we clinked wine glasses… After we finished eating,

I said, “How about you do the dishes? Let’s be a fake couple today!” She agreed. After she finished washing the dishes, I

let her continue watching the film. I sat next to her, slightly behind her. I noticed she was indeed wearing long

stockings , covering her thighs, looking very sexy. I said, “Women’s legs and feet in stockings are just so beautiful.” I casually started

touching her legs, but after only a few seconds, she moved her feet away, smiling and saying she wasn't used to it. After a while, I

stood up behind her, touching her long hair and smelling its fragrance. Seeing that she didn't resist, I

continued touching her ears and neck. Then, I naturally placed my hands on her breasts, gently kneading her

large breasts. At first, she moved my hands away, but after she removed them, I put them back on her breasts.

After a few times, she stopped resisting. I got carried away and simply pulled her off the seat, hugging her completely from behind

. I found she was very responsive; her breathing immediately became heavy and short. I continued to stimulate her physically,

my hands roaming everywhere I could reach. Her eyes slowly closed... Just as I was about to pull her into

the bedroom , her phone rang. After answering the call, she said softly that she had to leave because her son was at

a friend's house and missed her, crying and demanding his mother. How heartbreaking! If it weren't for that call, a few minutes later...

She might end up lying naked on my bed, so I quickly asked her to wait a few more minutes before leaving, while

hugging her tighter, kissing her, and touching her. She kept saying, "Don't do this, don't do this, I have to go," but

didn't strongly refuse. I seized the opportunity, picked her up and threw her onto the bed, then immediately pressed myself against her,

reaching into her bra from her neckline to caress her breasts. She still said no, she wanted to go back. I had no choice but to speed things up,

trying to arouse her quickly, so I rubbed my penis heavily against her vulva.

Soon, I suddenly felt my pleasure rising, and it grew stronger and stronger. Damn, not long after, I

ejaculated in my pants. I had to let her go. I was a little uneasy, thinking that I had done this to her on our first meeting, and I

wondered if she would be disgusted by me.

That night, I met her in a chat room and apologized for my behavior during the day. To my surprise, she also apologized to me,

saying, "It's really because things didn't work out with my son, otherwise I wouldn't have left in such a hurry. You won't blame me, will you?"

Seeing that she wasn't offended by what I did, I asked her if she would come to my house again. She said she would when

it was convenient . I tried asking her to come again tomorrow, but she said she had things to do tomorrow and only had

a few hours free at noon. I said that was fine, noon was okay too. She agreed again. After lunch, she came. This

time , I skipped all the formalities and hugged her tightly as soon as she entered the door, kissing and touching her. In less than

a minute, I pulled her into the bedroom. After another round of passionate kisses, I couldn't wait to take off her top.

Perhaps were both mentally prepared, she seemed to have come specifically for sex, cooperating fully throughout

. I kissed her entire body first, then she put my penis in her mouth, sucking and biting passionately, feeling incredibly good

. Then, she directly placed my penis into her vagina while sitting down… Afterwards, we both felt very

aroused. She lay in my arms, and I asked, "How long has it been since you felt this aroused?" She smiled wryly and said,

"For over a year, I haven't felt this joyful." I said, "Let's spend more

time together in the future," and she nodded. I knew that in her eyes, I was now a treasure, and she wouldn't bear

to give me up!

If I were to compare Xue Lian and Man Ling, I actually preferred Xue Lian. Although Xue Lian wasn't as pretty as Man Ling,

Xue Lian was more open in sex, while Man Ling always seemed quite shy during sex, preventing me from

fully expressing myself on her. Now, Manling and I have lost contact for a long time, only occasionally chatting online for a few minutes.

She doesn't usually have time to visit me. I felt that Xuelian's appearance was necessary for me, as my sexual needs were paramount.

And so, Xuelian and I became true sexual partners, and in the days that followed, we

would have sex every so often.

IV. Huayu

To be honest, I didn't have any feelings for Huayu, and thinking about it now, it's true. We never clicked online, and I

never had any ulterior motives towards her. But things always change. While I was still in a relationship with Xuelian,

Huayu and I frequently encountered each other in chat rooms. After another online argument, I stopped talking to her. She asked me

why , and I directly told her that I couldn't adapt to her speaking style and that it lacked sincerity. She said

she could change. And it really did improve; we chatted quite well afterward. Gradually, we started talking about online dating and lovers

. I jokingly asked her to be my lover. She initially refused, but later I gave her

many reasons, telling her that having a lover had its advantages, and that having only one sexual partner in a lifetime wasn't a loss.

She actually started to waver. This online battle of wits went on for days, countless rounds. I treated it like I was just

teasing a woman; if it didn't work out, it was fine. Then one day, we actually started talking about whether or not to use condoms.

Haha , there was definitely something going on. I started asking her out, and she said she was only free in the evenings. I suggested we go together that night,

and she agreed. That evening, I drove to the agreed-upon location to pick her up and bring her to my house. Of the three of us, she was the oldest, but her looks and

figure were decent enough. I told myself that this was a one-time thing; too many times would definitely lose their appeal. But after all, it was

my untouched virgin territory, and the sight of her beside me still intrigued me. That night, she wouldn't let me touch her; she

only wanted to sit next to me and talk. In our subsequent conversations, I kept asking her why she wouldn't agree to be with me, and I even advised her

to be more open-minded. Her reason was that she wasn't mentally prepared. Although she felt I was a man she could accept, the thought of

betraying her husband made her feel like there was an insurmountable obstacle in front of her. I could only understand and

respect that. If a woman's awareness isn't there, a man's eagerness won't help. I said, "Then let's meet more often and

talk more." So, I invited her to my house time and time again, and I tried to make physical contact with her each time.

She mostly objected, but the degree of her objection gradually lessened, and I saw hope. It was at my house again

. We sat together on the sofa, talking and holding each other, stroking her back and chest.

Slowly, she stopped resisting. I had her lie down on the sofa and began to gently touch her legs, feet, and

chest. I saw her slowly close her eyes, as if she was beginning to enjoy the caresses. I became bolder and unbuttoned her

top, revealing a pink bra. Her breasts weren't large, but they were positioned quite high. I

gently squeezed and kneaded her breasts through the bra, even reaching inside to touch her nipples. She no longer objected,

just closing her eyes and letting me play with her. I pulled her up to sit, kissing her as I took off her

unbuttoned top. After a passionate kiss, I

lifted her up, one hand supporting her back and the other supporting her legs, and whispered in her ear: "Let's go to the bedroom!" She lay stiffly on the bed, her eyes still

closed, like a lamb to be manipulated at will. This actually made me relax. I calmed myself down,

sat beside her, and carefully examined her body. She was rather slender, but taller than Manling. From her

upper body, which was only covered by a bra, I could see that her skin was fair and had very few wrinkles. Looking at her lower body, beneath a black midi skirt

were a pair of beautiful legs clad in jade-colored stockings. Her feet were small, with slender toes neatly arranged, constantly arousing

my desire. I half-pressed onto her, continuing to kiss her, one hand touching her breasts, the other

beginning to remove her clothes… What happened next was inevitable. After we finished, she remained

lying there silently, but I saw a hint of regret in her eyes and expression. She must have

felt guilty about what had just happened. I offered her a few perfunctory words of comfort, then fell silent, lying beside her and continuing to hold her…

I touched her, stroked her body…

A few days later, I met her in a chat room. I asked her if she regretted it, and she said she did, but it was all in the

past, and there was no use. She said she could accept me and was willing to continue this relationship. However, we disagreed when

we talked about our feelings. She wanted the relationship to take priority, but I didn't want

to develop a relationship with her in any way because I felt that a deep relationship would be exhausting. When she learned of my thoughts, she was very

disappointed, and the chat couldn't continue. I met her online a few more times afterward, and she was a completely different person. I

knew she had given up on the idea of continuing to be my sexual partner and only regarded our relationship as that of ordinary online friends

. From then on, nothing happened between me and Huayu.

Current Situation

: In this way, over the course of several years, I unexpectedly

had . From the beginning of meeting them, I really didn't have any plan to conquer them, but as

time went by, I ended up having sex with all three of them. Looking back now, I'm really surprised and feel a sense of

accomplishment. I know that the three of them only know that they have had sexual relations with me, but they don't know that the other two have

also had relationships with me. I often wonder what would happen if I had the chance to get all three of them together and tell them that I

've had sex with all of them? Would they immediately change their expressions, be extremely embarrassed, or accept

reality and sleep with me? Hehe, of course, I wouldn't do that, it's not realistic. Today, Manling

and Huayu have long since left my life, only Xuelian still keeps in touch with me. We've long since made

an agreement to focus on sex, to be a sexual couple, and not to deliberately cultivate feelings. But that's how people are;

when you're together for a long time, especially with a lot of physical intimacy, you slowly develop a sense of kinship. Now, when I'm naked and

embracing , I feel a deep sense of kinship, like I'm embracing my own wife. We often discuss sex,

sharing our sexual preferences and actively catering to each other's. Our sex life is high-quality and

varied; we've tried oral sex, foot sex, penile penetration, bondage, anal sex, and even oral sex. We've

experienced sexual stimulation that's difficult to find in everyday life. Her husband is still not very good at it, and our sex life at home

is rarely successful. Therefore, our high-quality sex life is even more essential for her. I'm also very grateful

to have her. Although she's older than me, the passion she gives me is something I rarely get from other women.

I haven't thought about how many years this relationship will last…

?? (The End)

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