[My First Threesome with a Fellow Student] (Completed) Author: Rongrong

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First time having a 3P with fellow forum members.

Note: This post is more about recording my experience, so it might not be as exciting as some other posts.
Please don't treat it as erotica; read it with a normal mindset. Please forgive any shortcomings in the writing.

Actually, before my husband and I got married, we wanted to have a 3P. We even met a few fellow forum members, but
for various reasons, it didn't work out. We'd eat and then go home. Later, I got pregnant, and the idea was put on hold.
Until last month, when my daughter went to her grandmother's house, my husband brought it up again. At first, I was very resistant
because my body had changed, and I lacked confidence. I didn't want others to see my body—I had stretch marks and a C-section
scar—and I was afraid people would laugh at me. Also, after giving birth, I didn't want sex anymore; I was always sexually uninterested. My
husband tried many methods, but in the end, he still thought I should hook up with someone, or hook up with him, and become more
open I could enjoy sex again. Honestly, my husband and I only have sex once or twice a month, and I
never orgasm. I'm really tired of it, but my husband is very supportive and always encourages me.

This time, he tried a different approach. He told me directly to meet someone the next day without hesitation,
because my libido is usually very high before and after my period. He figured I'd be really horny after my period ended, so
he didn't give me time to think it over. Of course, I refused at first, but I was at my child's
grandmother's house, and my husband had been verbally arousing me. I was desperate but couldn't satisfy my cravings, so after a night of holding back, I agreed
the next morning and let him meet someone. This time, we'd go straight to a hotel, no dinner, no shopping,
no getting to know each other, otherwise I'd overthink it and change my mind.

So my husband arranged to meet a fellow student from our neighborhood. They chatted for a long time, and he wouldn't even let me add him as a friend. Later, I
found out he was a young guy, probably only 20 years old. Oh my god, if I had added him earlier, we probably wouldn't have met up
. I swear I don't like young guys; I like muscular, tall, strong men who can pin me down
on the bed, haha. Just imagine Jason Statham. I was so excited all day,
restless , thinking about what would happen that night. But in the afternoon, my husband said the young guy had something to do and couldn't come. I
was instantly unhappy. What should I do? I don't even have a backup plan! My husband said, "Hurry up and find
someone, or we can meet up near the hotel." I hesitated again. What if I just met someone random and encountered a pervert? I said, "If we
can't meet up, then we won't, we can do it next time." But my husband wasn't going to let this opportunity pass. So I joined a
local Chengdu dating group and mentioned my requirements. Then a lot of people started chatting with me (it really is
a society with more wolves than sheep). But that's another story. Later, my husband said that the guy was free again, and
it would be safer to ask a fellow alumnus instead of someone from that group. Well, it really was a rollercoaster ride, but I was very happy
and determined to have a threesome tonight.

Later, my husband arranged for the guy to pick me up at the station, saying we could catch up on the way. He added me on QQ, and we chatted
for a bit. I have to say, he was very patient, waiting for me at the station for over an hour. I was so
nervous and excited. He said we had chatted before, and I had even sent him photos. Okay, I had absolutely no
recollection of that. Besides, he's 20 this year, so the person I chatted with a few years ago was a minor? Um…
it's terrifying to think about. I actually sent nude photos to a minor, corrupting a minor—isn't that a crime? Haha.

After the guy picked me up, we didn't seem to talk or make eye contact. It was so awkward.
The problem was that while we were waiting for the bus, an older woman kept showing us pictures of the hotel and asking if we wanted to stay there. Even though the little kid couldn't say no,
she kept going on and on with an unyielding, almost lecturing spirit, like a nagging monk. I couldn't help
but laugh, but to avoid being rude, I turned away and laughed. Later, on the bus, we didn't speak.
Do you know how awkward that is? Oh my god, I'm going to be with him soon, what should I say? Ask him if he used a condom
? Ugh!!! I couldn't say it. Then my QQ rang; it was a message from him asking if I was
nervous , saying he was sweating from nervousness. I don't remember what he said. My husband and I are linked on QQ,
so he can see everything I say. He reminded me that the kid was a little kid, and I should take the initiative and talk to him.
I was so frustrated! He wasn't embarrassed waiting for her at the hotel, but what
would happen if he tried it? Let's see what those two grown men could say. Humph. I figured I should say something, so
around 11 pm, I asked him, "Have you eaten?" I couldn't help but laugh after saying that; I was truly
impressed with my own wit. The kid even seriously replied, "I have, have you?" Haha, it
was so hard to hold back my laughter. The driver probably thought these two were crazy, asking if
I'd . Then came a long silence, each of us looking out the window until we got to the hotel.

Seeing my husband made me much more relaxed and talkative, but I didn't know how to start. I joked, "
Honey, you should buy a deck of cards; the three of us can play 'Landlord' (a card game)." Surprisingly, he actually went and got a deck of cards!
Okay , I love playing 'Landlord'! Once I started playing, I got really into it, and I forgot what I was supposed to be doing.
My husband had to forcibly take the cards away and push me to take a shower. Then I wanted to back out. This kid? No interest!
He's only 20, younger than all my younger brothers! I couldn't bring myself to do it. But my husband was already incredibly horny and
eager to try He wouldn't let me close the shower door; he wanted me to let the kids in while I showered, not to think I didn't
know. We argued at the door for a long time, and eventually he gave in and left. After

I finished showering, I peeked out from the doorway wrapped in a towel and saw the kids watching me. It took a lot of
courage to climb into bed and immediately pull the covers over myself. My husband told the kids to go shower; he was already itching for sex.
He then pulled at my towel, pinned me down, and panted, saying, "Wife, I want it so badly. I can't wait for you
to get fucked." I struggled to roll over and tugged at the towel, saying, "Be normal. Let
's wait for the kids." He said, "Let's have sex first. Touch my penis; it's been hard for ages." Then he
put my hand on his big penis. I held his dripping penis, and thinking about what was about to happen,
I was incredibly excited. My husband kept kissing my neck and earlobes, and I almost screamed. But reason told me...

I thought I'd wait for the kids, otherwise they'd be totally confused if they came out and saw two naked people entangled together . So I pushed my husband away and sat up, saying I'd wait a bit longer. But this guy was like he'd taken an aphrodisiac, completely
out of control. He didn't say a word, just kept touching and kissing me, rubbing his penis against me. I really wanted to slap him; it
was so unlike his usual honest and docile image.

When the kids came out of the shower, they were still wearing their underwear, haha, sitting cautiously in the corner of the bed,
not even looking at me, looking so helpless and adorable. I had only one thought: I had to pounce on him!
What would I do if I didn't take advantage of this freeloader? He'd be unhappy, haha (am I being hypocritical?). But
my husband was such a killjoy, keeping touching me, hugging me from behind, pulling at my towel, trying to make me take it off
for the kids. It was really getting in the way of my thinking; I didn't know how to make the kids feel comfortable. They were obviously
embarrassed , and my husband's direct approach was completely unsuitable for the current situation. I crawled over and sat next to
the little guy , holding his hand and telling him not to be shy. He finally spoke, saying, "Let's go lie down on the bed.
" Okay, thank goodness he spoke! I really didn't know what to say. Holding his hand felt...
well, like a mother pulling her son's hand, about to start nagging. Then the three of us lay down on the bed together. It felt
strange, but also a little smug. Haha, I could finally have two girls on either side!

My husband was very proactive, but I could clearly sense he was nervous too. His hands were trembling slightly as he
groped my body under the covers. I guess he was really struggling, getting hard for so long without being able to release it. I was trying really hard
to get into character, but the little guy just wouldn't move, lying there blankly. My husband reached for his hand,
wanting him to touch me, but I couldn't help laughing. I said, "Honey, why are you touching him? Do you like men?
" He panicked, saying, "Where did I touch him? I just wanted to take his hand..." Before he could finish, I burst out laughing again, saying, "So
, you don't like men, then why are you touching his hand?" The child couldn't help but laugh, and the atmosphere finally
relaxed. The child reached out and began to caress me, with him and my husband each on one side, slowly and
gently stroking my body.

It felt really good; there was no discomfort from being violated at all. I thoroughly enjoyed it and gently
closed my eyes. The child kneaded my breasts, cupping my entire breast with his palm, seemingly
casually my nipples back and forth with his palm. Although gentle, it was quite skillful. After my nipples became erect, he
pinched and rubbed them between two fingers, gently twisting them back and forth. I immediately moaned. My husband was also squeezing my
other breast, with slightly more force. The two different sensations excited me greatly. Seeing me moan, my husband
took my nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, then gently teased it with the tip of his tongue, hooking my nipple upwards and licking my
areola in circles. I felt so stuffy in the room, I couldn't breathe, so I opened my mouth. Why was it so hot? My
ears were ringing. I couldn't help but squirm, moaning as I spread my legs, involuntarily rubbing
against the boy's penis, wanting to get closer to him, wanting him to rub my breasts. But the boy was still rather reserved,
so I climbed up, straddled him, and kissed his lips. He seemed to be expecting it, immediately opening
his mouth to meet mine. His lips were soft and dry; I just wanted to moisten them. To me, the boy was a different
kind of feeling. He was young, he was soft, he was shy. I stroked his skin, smooth and soft, which
stirred up my deepest desires. I kissed his cheeks, his neck, his nipples. He remained tense,
silent and unresponsive, just ecstatically squeezing my breasts. Even when I gently bit his nipples, he
didn't respond. My lips traveled down to his lower abdomen, until they reached his erect penis. I
took his penis into my mouth immediately. Although he didn't say anything, he instantly gripped my breasts, and I knew he was
aroused . I was testing whether he liked it. I released his wet penis and then used my tongue to trace
every inch of his skin from his testicles to the glans, before returning to his testicles and licking his entire penis with my tongue. He didn't
say anything , but I could tell he was enjoying it. After licking the glans for a while, I started
licking his penis from the base, circling upwards with my tongue. I could feel every vein on his penis swollen.

My husband was watching with great interest; this was a scene he had longed for and dreamed of for a long time. He
stroked me from time to time, making me feel safe. I knew he was there, which made me feel secure and even more excited.
This feeling was special, different from having an affair. He approved, he participated—this was probably the beauty of a threesome.

My husband had already reached his limit and inserted his fingers into my vagina, finding that I was already very wet, so
he didn't need to stimulate me anymore. So he eagerly pulled me up and thrust his huge cock
in from behind. The feeling of being instantly filled was so good that I couldn't help but moan loudly, forgetting about taking care of
the little one. All I wanted to do at that moment was enjoy myself. The little one watched us, I wonder what he was thinking. My husband
thrust a few times, and I continued to give the little one oral sex, but I had no strength at all. Besides moaning and sticking
my ass up high so my husband could fuck me hard, I didn't want to do anything else. My husband was different from the little one. He
was fierce, strong, and skilled. He understood me and knew how to fuck me the way I liked it, so I just wanted
to enjoy the satisfaction.

Maybe it was because it was my first time, but my husband was too excited and ejaculated in just a few minutes, while I was still unsatisfied. After putting a condom on
the little one , I immediately sat on him and started rocking. He responded, grabbing my ass
and matching my rhythm. But I just had no strength. I wanted to tell him that I just wanted to lie there quietly and be fucked by him. But
I was too embarrassed to say it, so I pulled him up to sit. He hugged me, and our two unfamiliar bodies pressed tightly
together. I felt sweat on his cheeks, and he was too embarrassed to look at me, just focusing on his work. I shook him
vigorously. My husband was wiping his penis beside me, watching me with a wicked smile.
When felt embarrassed again, then closed them again, but I couldn't help wanting to open them to see his expression of enjoyment and appreciation.
So I turned around and gestured for the little guy to enter from behind, so I could keep looking at my husband and his expression. Not long after,
I felt the little guy's penis grow bigger. The reserved man suddenly grabbed my breasts and started kneading them hard.
I knew he was about to come, and I cried out louder. Finally, he pinched my nipples hard with his fingers, and a wave of pleasure
spread from my nipples all the way to my vagina, like an electric shock. I tightened my muscles, and he ejaculated. I...
I could feel his penis twitching inside my vagina, haha, it was so interesting.

Since it was the first time for all three of us, both of them ejaculated very quickly. Luckily, after we finished,
no too awkward. I pulled the younger man's hand away and lay down next to him, letting him hug me. It felt so comfortable,
his soft body was so new. Am I really getting old? Does getting old mean a woman starts liking younger men?

The three of us lay there resting for a while. I would hug the younger man for a while, then roll over to hug my husband on the other side
. It was so much fun. I asked the younger man if he was still nervous, and he said he wasn't so nervous anymore. I asked
him if he wanted more, and he didn't answer. Then he asked me if I wanted more, and I said yes. He just smiled slightly, and I instantly felt
embarrassed. Did the younger man think I was a slut? How embarrassing! But I still asked him if he wanted more.
He was silent for a moment and then said yes. Haha, it felt like I was coercing him. My husband said, "Listen to him, he said he wanted more
, aren't you going to do something about it?" I felt my husband was hinting at something, so I crawled over to tease him. But
this experienced guy immediately pulled me aside and made me give him oral sex. I sucked on him for a while, then noticed the younger guy watching us.
Well, you can imagine what he was thinking. My husband kept urging me to go do it with the younger guy.
That lazybones, he just wanted to quietly watch someone else have sex with his wife; he could have some peace and quiet. I lay down, and the younger guy
reached out. This time he was bolder; he touched both my breasts. I have to say
, it felt incredibly good when he touched me. Ah… why is he so young, yet so skilled? Every time he touched me, I
reacted , involuntarily moaning. When he touched one breast, I touched the other; I simply couldn't control
my hands.

Seeing how engrossed I was, the younger guy placed his hand on mine, intertwining our fingers, and gently massaged my breasts with him
. I never imagined touching myself could feel so good. I followed his hands,
sometimes rubbing, sometimes pinching, sometimes playing with my nipples, my body involuntarily twisting, my whole being sending the message to
the boy : I want it, come and penetrate me. My husband had already inserted his fingers into my vagina,
attacking from both above and below, I felt completely weak, even lacking the strength to scream. I pulled my husband's hand away,
wanting to stop, but the boy's other hand caressed my vagina, inserting a finger and pressing my
G-spot with the pad of his finger. I screamed with excitement, and seeing my strong reaction, he knew he had found the right spot,
then inserted another finger. He used two fingers to open and dilate my vagina, probing
in , trying to go deeper. I was completely captivated by him, feeling incredibly good, and I felt like I
was about to climax in just two or three minutes. But then he took his fingers out, and I wasn't about to give up. I immediately flipped over and sat on top of him,
twisting and turning passionately, not caring about age, being a stranger, or being embarrassed. He thrust upwards in rhythm with me,
and with each thrust I screamed with excitement. When he sat down, he penetrated even deeper. Soon my mind went blank; I didn't
know what was happening around me. I lay on top of him, not wanting to move. My vagina tightened in waves, and I could clearly
feel his penis pressing against my G-spot. I gripped his back tightly and unconsciously bit his shoulder
. I orgasmed… Then I felt completely drained and lay down. He took the opportunity to fuck me from above. He hadn't even
finished enjoying himself before he started again. I felt like I was on cloud nine, unable to come down. He asked me in my ear if it was good, and I
nodded weakly, wanting only to prolong the orgasm indefinitely…

This guy was incredibly long-lasting, his stamina was amazing. Towards the end, I couldn't take it anymore and had to stop.
I felt really bad for him. My husband watched the whole thing, but later I didn't want to continue either. He felt so disappointed,
thinking I was incredibly strong and could do it twice by myself. Haha, he was really overthinking it. Although neither of them
was satisfied, I really couldn't I wonder what the guy thought of us afterwards; I'm going to have to imagine
my inner monologue again.

We finished around 2 a.m. that day. The kid hadn't gone home yet, so the three of us shared a bed that night. We went home early
the next morning. We kept in touch and talked afterwards. Although it was the first
time for all three of us, it felt pretty good. A little regret was kind of nice too.

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