My Story with My Wife and Friends, Part 3

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Foreword: A spa atmosphere emphasizes tranquility and relaxation. The woman needs to be completely relaxed first, and sexual stimulation should be gradual. A couples' spa requires excellent coordination; the movements must be coordinated and slow, progressing from gentle caresses to deeper stimulation of the woman's body. In this spa session, I will not participate. My role is to assist and offer encouragement or verbal stimulation to my wife when needed. The following description is based on my careful observation and in-depth conversations with my wife afterward, sharing her detailed experiences with some embellishment.
The friend gently laid his wife down on the bed and then turned to prepare the essential oils, tissues, and other items needed. His wife lay shyly on the bed, awaiting her friends' instructions. In the slightly dim light, she was completely naked, her smooth, white skin dancing freely in the aromatherapy-scented air. Below her smooth, delicate abdomen, her two long, straight legs unconsciously wiggled. The friend took a clean bath towel and spread it on the bed, placing two pillows, one around his wife's waist. He gestured for her to lie face down with her head towards the foot of the bed, and she obediently moved, the pillows lifting her buttocks. One friend sat on a chair at the foot of the bed, while the other knelt between his wife's legs at the head of the bed, slightly parting her upper legs. Her fair, round, and pert buttocks were fully exposed, and her private triangle was faintly visible. His wife's vulva was also beautiful, with only a thin slit, without any extra labia majora, resembling the labia of a girl who had not yet fully developed. At this moment, a friend gently whispered in his wife's ear, "Sister-in-law, let's give you a relaxing massage first." Then he began to massage her head. At the same time, another friend slowly and gently slid his fingertips from his wife's heels down her calves to her thighs, and then back down her feet in the same way. The two massages, one heavy and one gentle, made his wife unconsciously let out a comfortable gasp and slightly twist her hips.
After about ten minutes of massage, my wife started to enjoy it more.
The two friends simultaneously applied essential oil to their palms, rubbing them together until they were warm. Their hands then began to massage in coordination, moving from the shoulders and legs down to the waist. One friend gently pressed the Fengchi acupoint on his wife's neck with the pads of his thumbs, then used his index, middle, and ring fingers to massage inwards from both sides of her neck, moving counter-clockwise and clockwise. He then moved his hands across her neck, brushing past her shoulders, and then slowly moved his hands from the front of her shoulders to her armpits, repeating this several times before moving his hands over her back, pressing his palms firmly against her back and slowly pushing the oil in counter-clockwise and clockwise directions. The other friend began to massage the essential oil slowly from the soles of her feet down to her calves, gently rubbing counter-clockwise and clockwise at the joints, the warm oil gradually penetrating her thighs. At this moment, his wife slightly shifted her hips, actively spreading her legs wider and slightly sticking her buttocks out. It seemed she was anticipating her friend's fingers touching her sensitive vulva, but the friend didn't actually touch it. Instead, he moved to the inner thighs and then back to her buttocks, massaging her alluring buttocks with both hands. He moved forward step by step, joining the other friend's hands at her waist, and then used oiled double-edged swords to alternately slide from her tailbone into her buttocks. At this point, the wife's moans became increasingly pronounced. Her anus and perineum were quite sensitive areas, and the friend's actions must have touched those areas. The two friends repeated these actions back and forth, and the wife gradually reached a climax, breathing heavily and constantly emitting "mmm, ah" moans from her nose. The friend clearly felt the sensitivity of his wife's anus. So, he changed from a kneeling position to a sitting position, moving forward a little closer to his wife's buttocks, and then lifted her legs, placing the lower part of her thighs on his own. This spread her legs even wider, with her buttocks and anus almost touching. My wife cooperated by sticking her buttocks up again. She knew what she was waiting for was about to happen. At the same time, her friend at the foot of the bed was using essential oils to soothe her shoulders and back.
My friend continued applying essential oil to his hands, then spread his palms open and slightly rotated them inward to separate his four fingers from his thumbs. He then pressed his two thumbs together and placed them between his wife's buttocks. His thumbs alternately slid up and down across her anus, while his middle fingers slid down across it. He occasionally paused at her anus, gently pressing and circling with his fingertips. This caused his wife to moan loudly, her buttocks to tremble slightly, and her cheeks to flush red. Unconsciously, she knelt down on her elbows in a doggy-style position.
Next, my wife will describe her feelings.
At that moment, I felt a warm current secreted within me, trickling out of my opening and flowing down my labia. A strange, throbbing sensation came from my clitoris. I lowered my head and secretly peeked back between my legs. My heart almost stopped.
He was looking between my legs, his gaze meeting mine directly. At that moment, a thin, translucent strand of fluid slowly dangled from the crevice of my vulva, trembling gently in the air as it fell between my knees.
He smiled at me. He ran his index finger along the strand of fluid, rubbed it with his thumb, then separated his fingers, letting me see a faint reflection between them. Then, he actually put his index finger in his mouth and started sucking on it, looking like he was enjoying it immensely. This made my face burn, and I buried my head deep in my arms, moaning shyly as I protested to my husband, "Honey, look at him! He's sucking my juices!" At this moment, my husband smiled at me with considerable satisfaction. The shame that rose within me, like fuel, only made the fire in my belly burn even brighter, making my vagina feel empty and painful. I saw the viscous fluid strand had been cut off by his index finger, the upper half hanging in the air, swinging back and forth. He pulled his legs out, and I thought he was going to get me some tissues to wipe it clean. Before I could even react, he knelt down behind me, opened his mouth, and began sucking all the vaginal fluid that had flowed out. This caught me completely off guard. I let out a soft "Ah!" and my vagina contracted in a tingling sensation, releasing a gush of fluid that flowed directly into his mouth. I clearly felt him take a large gulp, and then he did it again. He immediately sucked it into his mouth. He tilted his head back, ready to speak, but the liquid in his mouth made his voice muffled. After swallowing the second gulp, he happily exclaimed, "Sister-in-law, your vaginal fluid is so sweet!" This made my face burn, but I felt incredibly happy inside. I shyly pouted at my husband, who was sitting beside me, "Honey, look at him! He's so annoying!" My husband got up and sat on a chair at the foot of the bed. I remained kneeling, tightly wrapping my arms around his neck for support. I whispered in his ear, panting softly. My husband then asked his friend, "Is it all gone?" "Sister-in-law, there's still a little bit left," he immediately began sucking again. I trembled all over and bit my husband's ear. From this angle, my husband could clearly see his friend sucking on my juices. He whispered in my ear, "Wife, you're so amazing," which made me blush again. His friend teased, "Sister-in-law, this is just the beginning, there's more to come." This sent another wave of pleasure through me. I remained kneeling like that. He pressed my buttocks down slightly, and I knew he was going to continue. I held tightly to my husband's neck. At this moment, I saw another friend of my husband applying essential oil to his hands, and I wondered what he was going to do. I saw him lie on his side on the bed and slowly move under my breasts. I knew he was going to start caressing my breasts. My husband also held my arms and pushed me down a little. Now my breasts were completely exposed. He grabbed my breasts with both hands and gently rubbed them in circles. His fingers pinched my nipples and gently moved his fingers. The stimulation of my nipples sent waves of tingling pleasure through me. The pleasure coursed through my brain and spine, even affecting my arms, making it almost impossible for me to support myself. My husband bent down slightly to support me. The intense stimulation of my nipples felt like a tingling, numbing electric current coursing through every nerve in my body. Then, my friend behind me continued massaging my anus. Suddenly, with the lubrication of the essential oil, he gently inserted his right middle finger about one or two centimeters into my anus, then pulled it out. My God, the sensation was exploding with tingling around my anus. This repeated three or four times, penetrating one or two centimeters deep, the simultaneous stimulation from both ends, left me completely limp, only able to utter a trembling sound like a throat spasm. I breathed heavily in my husband's ear, "Ah, husband, um, he's inserting it into my anus, ah..." My body trembled slightly. My mind went blank. At this moment, my friend beneath me used his wet, soft tongue to sometimes gently tease my nipples, sometimes to quickly sweep back and forth across the tips, sending waves of pleasure rapidly through my body. Behind me, he was slowly inserting his middle finger into my anus, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly. Suddenly, he slowed down, dripped a few drops of essential oil into my anus, and held my buttocks with his left hand. What was he going to do? "Ah, ah, ah," I shuddered. Within two or three seconds, his middle finger was fully inserted into my anus, squeezing my sphincter and intensifying the strange, dull sensation inside. His finger gently stirred my intestines within the cavity, and I contracted my sphincter, feeling the warmth of his finger deeply inside my anus. The tingling and pleasure throughout my body could no longer sustain me in this kneeling position, and I simply collapsed. My friend beneath me also got up and stroked me. I lay sprawled on the bed, my fingers clenched tightly around my anus, my lower body still trembling. The stimulation was overwhelming. My husband stroked my head and gently kissed my cheek, asking if I was enjoying it. I hummed in response. He smoothed my disheveled hair and kissed me deeply again. At that moment, I felt incredibly happy, finally understanding how wonderful this unfamiliar stimulation could be.
At this moment, my friend behind me slowly began to twist and pull his finger out of my anus, then twisted it back in deeply, the movements fluid and gentle. Oh my god! This feeling made me grip my husband's arm tightly, my legs trembling, and I gasped, "Ah, husband, my anus feels so good, so stimulating, ah! Husband!" Then, my husband teased me again, "Wife, isn't it exciting to be caressed and teased by another man in front of your husband?" I shyly hummed in agreement, burying my head in my hands. My friend continued to play with my anus for a few more minutes. He slowly pulled his finger out. He got up and found something, then dripped a few drops of essential oil on it. It felt about the same length as a finger, but a little thicker. One end was a handle, and the other end was roughly teardrop-shaped.
I slightly clenched my buttocks and hugged my husband tightly. He gestured for me not to be afraid, but I didn't dare look. I knew they wouldn't use anything to make me uncomfortable. I felt him support my buttocks, and I took a deep breath. He pushed the object in his hand into my anus. With the help of the essential oil, it easily reached deep inside. It turned out to be an anal plug. After the teardrop shape was completely inserted, I found that the plug was smoothly stuck in my anus, like a baby sucking on a pacifier. There was a thinner section at the end, and it was thicker inside, like a club, fitting perfectly. I felt a strong foreign object sensation in my anus, a little heat in my abdomen, and a bit of swelling. Then he gently pulled it out a little. The feeling of stretching my anus was so strange that I couldn't help but let out another "oh." When he released his hand and made sure the anal plug had pushed itself back in and wouldn't fall out, he gently touched my buttocks: "Sister-in-law, turn over and lie down. We're going to continue the massage." What? I wondered if he was going to leave the plug in my anus to continue the massage. Fine, let him leave it. Anyway, after the caresses, the feeling of that foreign object was quite comfortable and stimulating.
At this moment, I lay on the bed in the same direction, with my eyes slightly closed, quietly waiting for what was about to happen.

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