After a year, I finally agreed to the final chapter.

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Sorry to keep you all waiting. I actually finished writing this log yesterday, typed for ages, then accidentally pressed the back button, wasting all my hard work, and I lost the motivation to continue. Plus, I've been really tired these past two days (I ejaculated seven or eight times in three days), and I only just started feeling a bit more aroused today, so I quickly submitted this. I hope you can understand. As I've said before, my writing isn't great, and there might be typos or it might not be very stimulating, but it's absolutely true. That scene is etched in my mind forever; just thinking about it gives me an arousal. Here we go...Ahem, my wife texted to say she got off the bus and asked me to pick her up and grab something to eat together. After we met, we strolled around for a bit. My wife then asked me with a grin, "Honey, any plans for tonight?" I awkwardly replied, "Let's eat first." I felt a little strange, probably because she was so brazen in asking me this on the street, making me feel uneasy. After dinner, we passed a small lingerie shop, and my wife said she was going to buy some underwear. I teased her, "Are you getting ready?" My wife laughed and said, "You're crazy, they're all washed and not dry yet!" She rolled her eyes at me and went inside. It was full of women's products, so I didn't go in and waited for her outside. A few minutes later, she came out carrying a bag. I didn't ask any questions. When we got home, she went to the bathroom, and I opened the plastic bag. Inside were two pairs of black, semi-transparent underwear and a pair of thin stockings. It felt very exciting because she was getting ready, completely preparing herself. Before, I had casually suggested she wear something... She didn't seem to care about my intimate moments with my wife in stockings. After she came out, I made an excuse to go out, saying I was going to top up my phone credit and grab something from the car. After leaving, I texted the single guy, "She really wanted to; she even prepared the stockings herself. Ask her what time she wants you to come over. I'll be outside." The single guy said, "Okay, I'll start teasing her now." I then bought a pack of cigarettes and went to an internet cafe, which was very close to where I lived. The reason I made an excuse to leave was to let my wife relax a bit. She might feel awkward if I tidied up the house and changed into sexy clothes in front of her. After playing for a while, my wife sent me a photo of herself in stockings with her thighs showing. I replied, "Are you trying to seduce me, you slut?" "Honey, he asked me to take this. I just wanted to ask if you're pretty." I said, "I'll be coming to play with you soon, aren't you scared?" My wife replied, "As long as I'm comfortable, I'm not scared." A while later, my wife said, "I want to drink. Come back quickly and buy a few bottles of beer." Hearing this, I immediately got off the plane and headed back, buying five cans of beer on the way. When I got home, the house was exceptionally clean, and the lights were dimmed. My wife said shyly, "I'm nervous, what should I do?" I said, "Don't you want to drink? A few bottles will make you feel better, and being dizzy will be even more exciting." My wife said, "If you're not jealous, I'll let loose tonight." I said, "I'm just afraid he'll have his way with you, and then you'll suck his cock without hesitation." My wife said lewdly, "If there's no odor, I really dare, as long as you don't mind." I knew this was mostly fluff, just something to provoke her, because my wife had previously said that the man wasn't allowed to kiss her above the neck. After drinking three cans of beer, I started tying her up. The so-called tying up was just symbolic, using ropes to make it look like she could break free easily (later, my wife said she untied herself to go to the bathroom when I went to pick up the single man, her stomach was bloated from the beer). I blindfolded her, put headphones on her with upbeat disco music, and then asked where the single man was. He replied, "Soon, come out and pick me up." I kissed my wife's crotch hard through her stockings and whispered in her ear, "I'm going out, I'll be right back." My wife nodded and said, "I want to kiss your crotch." I was very excited. I took off my pants and stood by the bed, using my hands to guide my wife's face to her crotch. My wife turned halfway and took it in, her breathing was very rapid. I grabbed the back of her head with my hand and thrust into her mouth, it felt deep, reaching her throat. My wife made "ooh ooh" sounds, still cooperating with me. Before, she would say she felt nauseous and uncomfortable, but this time she swallowed so earnestly that I couldn't help but ejaculate. Please note, it was just a little, not a complete release. I pulled out my penis, a little semen sticking out of the glans. My wife lay there panting heavily, her mouth full of saliva. I said, "I'm going to pick him up, you get ready to enjoy yourself." My wife smiled, panting, and nodded. I then went out. Although I ejaculated a little, it didn't affect my sexual interest at all. If I had released completely, I probably would have been finished. So I think that in a threesome, the husband should never be the first to ejaculate. After leaving the house and arriving at the agreed location, I was wondering why I didn't see the young man. A car honked, and a man got out. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed him. He looked more energetic and clean than in the photo, not like a sleazy guy. He casually handed me two medicine boxes, one containing condoms and the other containing Levitra, 138 yuan per pill. It seemed he had prepared something thoughtful. After a few casual pleasantries, he went upstairs. At the door, I whispered to him, "You stand here for a moment, I'll come in and check on you." When I opened the door, I saw my wife still lying on her side, wearing headphones and an eye mask. I waved him in, indicating he should come in. He came in, took off his shoes and coat, and stood by the bed in his thermal underwear. I said, "Go ahead." He lifted the blanket with his hand. Because the light was dim, I saw my wife flinch when he lifted the blanket. He then used his hand to shield her from the blanket. The man, wearing a tight vest, touched his wife's breasts and leaned down to kiss her shoulder. His wife let out an unnatural moan, "Ah!" (Later, his wife said she knew it wasn't him because of the smell of his shampoo, and she became very nervous). I told him to start with her legs. The man hummed in agreement and then grabbed his wife's left leg and began touching it. The light was too dim; I could only see him kissing her calf and knee. I then took off my clothes and got into bed, moving to my wife's right side. I touched her breasts while kissing her neck and ears. The man's mouth was already on her thigh, and he was rubbing her buttocks. My wife began to moan unnaturally, her breathing becoming very rapid. I then lifted her vest above her chest and began kissing the outside of her left breast, while my other hand stroked her right leg. Her moans grew louder, changing from "mmm" to "ah ah." The sound was very loud, probably because she was wearing headphones and didn't realize how loud she was. Seeing her panting and moaning like that, I immediately pulled down my underwear and put my penis near my wife's mouth. She tilted her head and took it in without hesitation. If a single man had done this, I think she would have opened her mouth and cooperated without hesitation as well. The single man was already kissing my wife's right breast, and one hand was rubbing my wife's crotch through her stockings. I used my right hand to hook my wife's right leg and lift it up by the inside of her knee to make it easier for him to do it. I said to him, "Tear the stockings in the middle." He nodded excitedly at me, grabbed my wife's stockings by the crotch with both hands, and tore them open with a "rip." My wife made a "woof" sound and twisted her body a few times. I gestured for him to take off his own clothes, but not his underwear (we had agreed beforehand). After the single man took off all his clothes except his underwear, he climbed onto my wife's thighs. I started kissing my wife directly through her panties. Her moans were already quite loud, so I gently covered her mouth with my hand to keep the neighbors from hearing. I untied the ropes on her arms, and with her left hand, she grabbed the man's thigh, while her right hand started stroking my penis. The scene was incredibly arousing. I looked down and took off the earphone from my wife's right ear, asking, "Did you take off your panties?" She replied, "Whatever, whatever you want." I told the man, "Take off her panties." He grabbed my wife's stockings and panties at her waist and started pulling them down. My wife even lifted her buttocks to cooperate; she had completely lost her senses. After taking them off, he spread her thighs and began attacking her genitals with his hands, while his mouth began to vigorously kiss and lick her entire body. He laughed and said to me, "So tight, only two fingers, and it's already so tight." He then buried his head between his wife's thighs, thrusting his fingers in and out while sucking hard with his mouth. His wife's waist arched on its own, and she was making trembling, strained moans. Her left hand was already stroking the man's penis, and she had even taken off his underwear herself. In a moment of lust, I whispered in her ear, "Will you let him fuck you?" My wife was already unconscious, only managing a trembling "Yes, yes." Excited, I shoved my penis into her mouth. I saw the man frantically thrusting into her vagina. He said, "Who's so profuse?" And then the tragic thing happened. Hearing that, I couldn't hold back anymore. A jolt of electricity coursed through my body, and I ejaculated. I quickly pulled my penis out of my wife's mouth, covering the glans with my hand. This wasn't just ejaculation, it was a spray—not just a little, but a lot. After getting out of bed, semen spilled out from between my fingers, a thin, copious amount, and incredibly hot. I hadn't felt this exhilarated in a long time. Even more outrageous was... My erection remained erect, showing no signs of softening. I went back to bed and put my penis directly into my wife's mouth. She immediately opened her mouth and took it in, completely disregarding who was who. I should have let that guy try it; that would have been perfect. At that moment, the single man asked me, "Can we do it?" I asked my wife a second time, "Is he really going to penetrate me?" My wife said in a tearful voice, "Fuck me, hurry, I can't take it anymore." I picked up a condom from the side and handed it to the single man, saying, "She's allowed it." The single man took the condom, tore it open with his mouth, put it on his penis, and knelt between my wife's legs. I hooked my wife's right leg up and bent it. He pressed his 16-centimeter-long penis against my wife's labia and rubbed it hard with the glans a couple of times (my wife's labia are very fleshy with very little hair, only a small patch on her mons pubis). Then he thrust it in. Yes, because my wife's legs were raised, her vaginal opening was more upward, so this position made it seem like he was thrusting in. My wife let out a low "Uh..."He let out a soft moan, his mouth agape, his body tensing instantly. Afterwards, his wife said his penis was quite thick and very hard; when it entered, it felt completely filled. The man began thrusting forcefully, with large movements. His wife gripped his thighs tightly with both hands, moaning with pleasure, "Fuck me harder! Fuck me to death!" The man bent down and sucked hard on his wife's nipples, the low thuds of flesh colliding echoing below. I smelled the lingering scent of drinking water in the room—a very lewd atmosphere. At this moment, his wife had completely let go, her legs spread wide and arched upwards, wanting only for the man to penetrate deeper… To be continued…

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