Finally succeeded

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After spending a lot of time on 69 and reading many articles, I wanted to try it out. Actually, I had a nagging thought: I wanted to see what kind of lewd expressions my wife would have under another man, how she would flirt and make love with him. This thought kept coming up during our time together, so I told her about it and initially objected. After more than a year of effort, my wife finally agreed, saying it was for me. I don't know if all women who agree to a threesome say it's for the other person. Do they really just want a pretty excuse? I still don't have the answer. So, on Christmas Eve, An, the online friend I had met before, showed up as planned. After we met, I quietly told him about my wife's sexual preferences and explained my plan. An didn't say much but listened very attentively, and it turned out he had indeed figured out Jie's preferences.
As planned, I went to the room first and showered with my wife. We turned off all the lights. My wife was lying on the bed in her pajamas. I texted An to tell him to come up. I knew my wife was nervous, so I talked to her to try and calm her down, using mostly cheesy sweet nothings. Actually, I was nervous too, but I didn't show it. An opened the door with the room key I gave him. My wife nervously grabbed my hand. I knew I couldn't let her back down now, so I gently pressed my lips to hers. My wife loves kissing, and we kissed passionately. She was very absorbed in the moment. I listened to An's movements; he was taking a shower.
Slowly, my wife relaxed. I kicked off the blanket, took off her pajamas, and kissed her while caressing her breasts. I knew this was the most effective way to relax her. Finally, An came out wearing a towel and quietly approached. My wife didn't notice him; I knew she was listening for his movements. I was still doing foreplay, and I knew the moment of intense passion was about to arrive. An quietly walked to the bedside, gently lifted my wife's feet, and lightly kissed the soles of her feet. My wife didn't react immediately. An gently kissed my wife's ear. At that moment, I was licking my wife's right breast. An's breathing was heavy. He licked my wife's ear with the tip of his tongue. My wife suddenly gripped my hand tightly. At that moment, I didn't know if it was from nervousness or stimulation. Later, my wife told me that An's heavy breathing made her feel attracted to him because his heavy breathing made her feel that he was very manly. Ann didn't kiss his wife's lips, even though I agreed to it. He slid his tongue down her neck, another sensitive area, then her left breast, then her lower abdomen. As he licked, he gently pressed his right hand against her plump mons pubis, kneading it lightly. At this moment, I held my wife's hand, observing her expression. She seemed to be enjoying it, her eyes closed. The peripheral light from the bathroom illuminated this sensual scene, and I couldn't stand by and watch. I continued kissing my wife's lips. Ann's tongue had already slid from my wife's dense forest to her beautiful valley. My wife began to moan softly, her legs starting to close but being gently parted by Ann. Ann's tongue made swirling motions, the swirling hissing sound, my wife's soft moans, and the three of us heartbeats blending into the most beautiful melody.
I was thrilled. No amount of pornography or exciting plots could compare to what I was seeing. This woman, who had once moaned beneath me, was now stimulating my senses and nerves with increasingly loud moans. She was displaying the most wanton nature of a mature woman under the stimulation of a stranger.
An is experienced and understands women. Of course, his tongue is far beyond my reach. The foreplay ended with An's tongue, my wife's moans, her slowly swaying body, and her slightly trembling legs. I reached my hand to my wife's private area, which was already overflowing with desire. My wife's rising moans and her constantly opening and closing lips showed her desire and aroused the passion of An and me.
I looked at An, and he was looking at me as if seeking my opinion. I nodded, and An stepped forward and gently kissed my wife. My wife didn't turn her mouth away. Later, my wife said that her consciousness was already blurred. My wife started kissing her, and she cooperated. Actually, it's hard to describe my feelings at that moment with the word "excitement." I noticed that they were kissing deeply. Of course, I was more concerned about how An entered my wife's body and how my wife reacted when he entered her.
While kissing his wife, An propped himself up with his right hand, leaning forward and gripping his thick, erect penis with his left. It was then that I noticed how dark and thick An's penis was, bigger than mine. I was a little worried about whether my wife could handle it. An didn't rush to thrust into his wife's body; instead, he gently rubbed the head of his penis against her wet vulva. I stared intently, swallowing hard. Suddenly, An thrust forward forcefully, his thick, dark penis plunging into my wife's body. My wife opened her mouth wide, took a deep breath, and her body trembled noticeably. She released her grip on my hand and instead wrapped both arms tightly around An's neck. I felt a pang of jealousy and wanted to end it all immediately, but curiosity and reason kept me going. One has to admire An's methods. As An's penis penetrated deeper with the movement of his body, his wife's moans became more pronounced. An suddenly stopped, and everything came to an abrupt halt. Just as his wife was about to release her hands from An's neck, An thrust his hips forward forcefully, causing his wife to throw her head back and release An's lips with a loud cry. An then began to move violently, and his wife continued to moan.
This was a scene I had been waiting for a long time. An was thrusting violently back and forth, and my wife was moaning and responding in kind. I stroked my wife's breasts and continued to watch. It was all so beautiful, so alluring. At this moment, all morality, all tradition, all the hypocritical masks worn by men and women, all love, all restraint and dignity, all vanished. There was only the sound of flesh mingling with flesh, the heavy breathing of men and women driven by desire. I noticed that my penis was still hard, but the physical reaction was far less intense than the psychological one. I squeezed my wife's breasts hard. An was very energetic, and my wife later said that she really enjoyed it that night, feeling each thrust more intense than the last. An's attacks were fierce, bringing her orgasms wave after wave.
I placed my penis near my wife's mouth, and without hesitation, she took it in, her cherry-like lips sucking even more vigorously. The double stimulation from the up and down motion was exciting. My wife said that giving me oral sex also gave her stimulation, allowing her to experience two different sensations at once. An was truly amazing, never stopping for a moment, and I couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating into my wife's mouth for the first time. My wife had never allowed this before. They say women will do anything when they're most aroused, and it seems that's true. An changed positions, several positions I'd seen before but never used, and my wife seemed to enjoy them more. I simply became a true spectator. An's stamina was excellent; the repeated thrusts didn't cause him to ejaculate, but instead made my wife scream loudly. An lay on his side, holding my wife, kissing her as he continued to thrust. An seemed unable to resist, flipping over and pinning his wife beneath him again, kissing and thrusting. Suddenly, he sped up, and his wife's cries intensified. An thrust harder and faster, and his wife cried out unrestrainedly. One thrust, two thrusts, and after about sixty thrusts, his wife suddenly climaxed. An, stimulated, cried out and left his wife's body, spilling the white fluid all over the towel. An had followed the rules, but the stimulation aroused my desire. I pressed down on my wife's body, and the empty depths of her vagina filled up again, making her continue to cry out. Later, my wife said, "How come I was so amazing that night?"
I don't know when, but Zhang put his soft penis to his wife's lips. His wife turned her head away, but the whole thing between An and his wife had just happened made me feel a little perverted. I said, "He's made you feel good for so long, you should make him feel good too." My words obviously had an effect. His wife held An's penis in her hand and sucked on it very hard.
As I thrust, I encouraged my wife, and her movements became more vigorous, while my penis grew harder and more powerful. Suddenly, An couldn't take it anymore and cried out. I couldn't hold back either, and with a final, powerful thrust, I penetrated my wife's core and reached my climax. An ejaculated again onto my wife's breasts. An, a man who understands women, also kissed her passionately. Later, An went to shower, and my wife, clearly exhausted, said she would wait until An left before showering. Afterward, An said goodbye to us, kissing my wife as he left.
My wife and I went out to eat later. Sitting there, my wife's face was rosy, and she looked even more beautiful and sexy. But for some reason, I had a desire to hit her. Do all men have this feeling? But I know it was something I made up. If I felt uncomfortable, it was probably my own problem.

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