Real 3P with Couples

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I met a couple from the same city on QQ by chance, and we chatted casually to kill time. They were both born in the 80s; the husband was born in 1981 and worked in finance, while the wife was born in 1982 and was a full-time housewife. Since there was no age gap, we got along quite well. I wasn't used to swapping with my wife yet, and during our chats, we talked about my love for BDSM and mild SM. He also liked SM, but his tastes weren't too extreme, similar to mine. We both had a particular fondness for anal play and enjoyed anal stimulation. This brought us closer, and we often chatted whenever we met online. I even sent him some photos of myself doing BDSM, and he gave me advice on how to talk to my wife.
We chatted for about two or three months. One day, after greeting him online, I asked if they had found a suitable partner recently. He said no, there were too few young ones; most were in their 30s or 40s, and they didn't like large age gaps. He asked how my wife was doing with her. I said my wife was firmly against it, so I jokingly suggested we have a threesome. He said, "
Let's meet in person first. The photos only show their figures; their faces are probably photoshopped. Let's meet in person and get a feel for each other first." I was surprised; it was a complete coincidence. We arranged a meeting place, which I chose—a simple KFC. Beforehand, I only knew their age, height, and weight from our chats and hadn't asked for photos. About half an hour later, he called to say they had arrived. I went to the door to wait for them and was about to call them when my phone rang. They spotted me first and waved. I confirmed and hung up. His wife had a great figure, an S-curve, and was quite attractive. She had light brown hair, wore a wide-necked, super-short black dress, black stockings, and black high heels—all black. She had a firm bust and a shapely bottom.
On QQ, I had only chatted with him and hadn't talked to his wife yet; we were still strangers to her. After we sat down, I chatted with him, occasionally mentioning his wife. We talked for about an hour or two, and then I asked him how it went. He turned to his wife and then said it was okay. I said, "Then I'll go out and call to book a room." He said, "I'll book the room." He went out to the lobby to make the call. I handed his wife a cigarette, lit it, and secretly whispered in her ear, "Your husband and I will take good care of you later." She smiled and slapped me lightly. I took the opportunity to touch her thigh. Her husband came back and said to me, "It's booked." When we got to the first floor, he said, "I'll go get the car. Wait for me at the parking lot exit." When we got to the exit, I said to his wife, "You have a nice butt." I then grabbed and pinched her butt. She stared at me seductively and said, "You're so annoying." I chuckled and said, "You'll be even more annoying later!" A black Hyundai Sonata pulled up. She went to the left rear door and said to me, "You sit in the front so you can chat." I didn't want to say I'd sit in the back with her, so I said, "You sit in the front, I'll sit in the back." She said, "You sit in the front." She opened the door and got in. I had no choice but to sit in the front.
After leaving the parking lot, the car drove west along the Second Ring Road. No one spoke; the atmosphere was heavy. Suddenly, he said, "My wife loves having sex with her ass." I chuckled awkwardly, trying to hide my embarrassment, and turned to look at his wife. His wife, also surprised by his comment, shyly turned to look out the car window.
Once we arrived, we completed the formalities and parked the car, feeling completely isolated from the outside world—utterly different from other hotels. It was truly a great place to have fun. Entering the room, I saw a large bathroom with a double whirlpool tub. The bedroom was also spacious and exquisitely decorated; the bed was at least 2.5 meters wide, and against the wall was a huge sofa. In a corner next to the sofa, separated by a red curtain, was a sex bed. I exclaimed, "You guys really know how to have fun! So secluded and private, and even a sex bed!" He said, "Hehe, I forgot something in the trunk, I'll go get it." He turned and walked out. His wife sat on the sofa, and I offered him a cigarette, lit it, and sat down beside her at a distance.
He returned in a flash, carrying a bag. He walked over to his wife and handed it to her. His wife got up, stubbed out her cigarette, and took the bag into the bathroom. I said, "Your wife looks really sexy today." He said, "We're all sweaty from showering. I'll go in and do some foreplay. You can shower later; you'll find him even sexier then, haha." I nodded, and he turned and went into the bathroom. While I was at it, I carefully examined the sex bed, took a few test shots with my camera, and then saw his wife come out of the bathroom.
My pupils dilated instantly. She had changed into a black silk camisole with a backless design, her nipples barely visible. Her black thong looked almost like it was made of rope, with very little fabric in the front, barely covering her pubic hair. She wore black fishnet stockings. Barefoot, she carried her high heels in one hand and the bag in the other, preparing to put them in the closet. He also came out wrapped in a towel and said to me, "You should go take a shower too."
I went into the bathroom but didn't want to take a bath. I quickly finished showering, wrapped myself in a towel, and went out. The bed and sofa were empty; I only heard slurping sounds. I went to the sex chair and saw him leaning back, his legs spread wide in an M-shape, completely enjoying himself! His wife was sitting there, her buttocks raised, giving him oral sex. I went over, placed one hand on her back, and kneaded her buttocks a few times, then slapped them twice.
His wife spat out his penis and licked his testicles. I sat behind her, raised her legs a little, and kneaded her buttocks with both hands. I pulled the rope around her buttocks to the side, rubbing my fingers on her anus, and with my other hand, I rubbed her labia for a while, parted them, and inserted a finger. Her vagina was large and wet, so it went in easily. Only after inserting it did I realize that inserting a finger felt like inserting a toothpick from a toothpick holder—it was empty. Thinking to myself, "Wow, she's really good at this, her pussy is already this big," I inserted another finger. It felt a little better, so I gradually inserted two more fingers, until only my thumb was sticking out of my hand, with most of my palm inside. Once my palm was inside, the range of motion increased; I thrust in and out, probed and dug, and pressed my fingers against my wife's G-spot. He was so engrossed in enjoying his wife's moans that he forgot about his penis.
He grabbed his wife's head and shoved his penis into her mouth, forcefully pushing his head down as if to shove it deep into her throat. His wife couldn't take it and struggled to spit it out. Seeing this, I became enraged and slapped his wife's buttocks several times, leaving several red handprints on her skin. I pulled my hand away from hers, my hand covered in her juices. I ripped off my towel and used the juices to lubricate my penis. Holding his wife's buttocks with one hand, I thrust my penis in forcefully, all the way to the hilt. His wife, completely unprepared for such a powerful insertion, arched her back and spat out the penis from her mouth with a long cry. Her husband immediately pressed her head down and shoved his penis back into her mouth, continuing to fuck her.
My lust surged again, my animalistic instincts rekindled, and I slapped his wife's buttocks hard several more times. After thrusting like this for two or three minutes, he said, "Let's switch positions. You come over here, my wife will be on top of you, you fuck her pussy, and I'll ride her and fuck her asshole." After we switched positions, his wife squatted down, holding my penis, and sat down with it facing her pussy. As soon as she sat down, her husband pressed her forward, and she knelt on top of me. He smeared some lubricant on his fingers, first rubbing them against his wife's anus to make it slippery, then he inserted his penis into her anus. With his insertion, my penis finally felt a tight grip.
He began to slowly thrust in and out to get used to it, while I, because his wife was on top of me, could only move my lower body very little, and my attempts to move were not very effective. After he got used to it, the range of motion of his thrusts increased, and with the rhythm of his thrusts, his wife's body swayed with the rhythm, and her vagina naturally began to move against my penis. Because it was passive, the sensation was not very strong, but the visual impact was quite significant.
His thrusting became faster and faster, and his wife's body swayed more violently with each thrust. I tried to replicate the rhythm and amplitude of her swaying, and I could also slightly thrust into her vagina. Being able to move on my own felt different; I felt proactive. Taking the initiative naturally rekindled my animalistic instincts. I grabbed his wife's hair and pulled it back, making her head tilt back. Watching her moan and groan, I slapped her buttocks a few times with my other hand and asked, "You slut... is it good?" His wife moaned with pleasure, saying, "Good... so good..." We continued like this for about four or five minutes until I couldn't control myself anymore and was about to ejaculate. I said, "I'm going to cum," and began my final, powerful thrusts. My penis convulsed, and a large amount of semen shot into his wife's vagina. My ejaculation triggered an orgasm in his wife; she began to tremble, her vagina contracting. Her husband, perhaps unable to withstand the dual stimulation of feeling and sight, also let out a long cry and ejaculated.
After ejaculating, he pulled out his penis and went into the bathroom, while she remained kneeling on top of me, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. Seeing her dazed expression with her eyes closed, thinking about her vagina and anus filled with semen, I couldn't help but slap her buttocks twice and said to her, "Let's go wash up." She slowly got up, tidied her hair, and went into the bathroom, and I followed her in. Her husband was leisurely sitting and lying in the tub smoking. When he saw me come in, he took a cigarette and handed it to me. I took the cigarette and sat in the bathtub. His wife was sitting on the toilet, expelling the semen from her body. I said, "It felt so good, I couldn't control myself at all." He laughed and said, "You're so sexy, aren't you?" I nodded, savoring the memory.
His wife got up, took off her clothes, and stepped into the bathtub, lying on top of her husband, resting her head on his shoulder. After soaking for about 20 minutes, I got up to shower and went to the bedroom. They also showered and returned to the bedroom. He said, "Let's rest for a bit," and lay down on the bed, and his wife lay down next to him. I lay down next to his wife, facing them, and played with her breasts. Before I knew it, I was asleep.
When I woke up, it was past 3 a.m. I got up to go to the bathroom, and they woke up too. After everyone tidied up for a while, they went back to bed. I started playing with his wife's anus, saying, "I haven't fucked this before." His wife shyly rested her head on his chest. He said, "His anus has a strong contraction; it's very tight when you insert it." I rubbed his wife's anus for a while, then pulled her hair and said, "Come give me a blowjob."
Her oral skills were excellent. She first swallowed and spat for a while, then used the tip of her tongue to push against my glans, and then spat it out and licked my penis horizontally. She even stuck out her tongue and slapped her own tongue with the glans. Seeing her lewd behavior, my animalistic instincts were aroused again. I grabbed her hair and dragged her to the edge of the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, and she knelt on the floor. I pressed her head down to my testicles, and she started licking them, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking—it felt very good. I was so engrossed in enjoying myself that I loosened my grip on her hair. She started licking my perineum along my testicles, and I immediately regained consciousness. I grabbed her head and pressed it against my anus. She stuck out her tongue and started thrusting it into my anus, which felt really good. I got up, grabbed her head, and rubbed my buttocks against her face for a while.
Her husband then sat up and said, "Come to the bed." We went back to the bed, and she knelt in front of her husband's crotch. I took some lubricant, applied it to my penis, and then lubricated her anus with my fingers before inserting my penis into her anus. Just as her husband said, it was very tight; as soon as I inserted it, I felt a tight, enveloping sensation, more substantial than her vagina. Slowly, I started thrusting, and she gripped her husband's penis and began to suck and swallow. After
a while of slow thrusting, I felt her anus had been dilated, so I immediately increased the frequency of my thrusting. Her husband said, "Come on, let me do it from the front." I pulled out my penis, and she, holding her husband's penis, inserted it into her vagina and obediently knelt on top of him, her buttocks raised, waiting for me to penetrate her. When I saw the scene before me, I almost vomited blood. Holding my penis, I inserted it into her anus. My insertion elicited another cry from her. After a few thrusts, adjusting my position and intensity, I began to vigorously fuck her anus. I also slapped her buttocks repeatedly. Her body began to sway, and her husband began his assault.
This continued for about 56 minutes. I squatted down, straddling her buttocks, pulling her hair up and lifting her head, fucking her anus like riding a horse. The scene before my eyes was lewd, something I couldn't see from below. After a while, my legs started to ache, so I squatted down and returned to the kneeling position. After about 10 minutes of fucking, my stamina was almost depleted, and I prepared to ejaculate. I pulled her hair tightly, slapping her buttocks while cursing: "Bitch, I'll fuck you to death." Her screams grew louder, and I felt her contract with a long sigh as she climaxed. She screamed with heart-wrenching pain, "Ah...ah...ah..." The contractions and squeezing of her vagina and anus, combined with the stimulation before us, caused us to ejaculate deep into her vagina and anus almost simultaneously.
After ejaculating, I pulled out my penis and lay on the bed to rest, while she lay on top of her husband, enjoying the afterglow. After resting for about 10 minutes, we went to the bathroom to shower and then went to bed. I was only woken up by the phone alarm; I had to get up and work. After getting up and washing up, I showed them the photos I had taken yesterday and told them I would send them to them on QQ. They laughed and said they would sleep a little longer. I said, "I have to go to work; I'm leaving now." I casually slapped his wife's thigh and said, "You were amazing; you almost drained me dry." Everyone laughed, and I left. I wandered around for a while before finally finding a taxi and taking it to work.
A few days later, I met him on QQ, and I still felt unsatisfied, saying, "It was so comfortable; when can we do it again?" He said, "This kind of game of swapping partners, no matter how good the feeling is, can only be done once with the same person. Too many times can cause problems." I said: I understand, thank you and your wife anyway, your wife is amazing.
If you're a married couple, add me on QQ: 1074152060

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