3P with a couple who are not 69---1

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I didn't know about 69 before, but I had been involved in threesomes with a couple several times in my life. The husband in that couple, let's call him Brother A. We met through friends; we'd eat and chat together, and as is typical for men, we'd talk about women and sex. I mentioned we could have sex many times in one night, which surprised Brother A. Later, when we got to know each other better, he told me that he and his wife had sex frequently, but lacked passion. After one time, they lost the passion for a second time, even though they felt unsatisfied.
Because I'm a civil servant, I found Brother A to be of decent character after getting to know him. I often ate with him and his wife. After we got to know each other better, I found that his wife was quite attractive, especially since she didn't talk like other women who were coy or affected. After drinking, she could make any kind of joke. His wife once said, "Brother, I heard you're really good in that area, are you bragging?" I said, "If you don't believe me, just try it, haha." His wife said, "You? I'll exhaust you." And so on. Brother A would often chuckle mischievously. Sometimes he'd chime in, "Your wife is amazing, I often ejaculate, I can't satisfy her." I said, "You two can try different positions, watch some porn or something. It can enhance your arousal!" Later, we talked about how they just worked silently during sex, not saying much. We communicated frequently like this. We talked about almost everything, and there were no communication barriers between us. But I probably never imagined that we'd end up having threesomes. Of course, I still had some fantasies about his wife, and I felt that she also enjoyed these conversations. Because every time we ate or drank, we'd talk about these topics. Later, their sex life improved; they would watch porn and say stimulating things during sex.
That's how people are; once they let go, their demands increase. Brother A has made progress, but he still can't always satisfy his wife. Once, after making love, they mentioned asking one of his buddies to satisfy her. His wife was embarrassed at first, because he was an acquaintance, and she was also afraid her husband was testing her. After several such tests, one day his wife said, "Aren't you afraid of being cheated on? I'll go find him." Brother A said, "It's okay, he's a good guy, quite cultured. Why don't you two try it? Don't tell me you know at first, or it'll be awkward. Just don't cause any trouble." So, a few times after that, when the three of us were drinking, Brother A would make an excuse to leave first, letting us continue chatting. When it was just the two of us, we were initially embarrassed to talk about this kind of topic, but it gradually became more intimate. His wife started by talking about their sex life, saying what Brother A liked and what she liked. Finally, they talked about what I liked. Hearing me describe it so provocatively, I felt his wife's face turn even redder after drinking. But neither of them dared to suggest trying it. I could tell his wife definitely wanted it, but because he was an acquaintance and had a good relationship with Brother A, I didn't dare bring up such a thought.
One time, after we'd had too much to drink, Brother A suggested we go sing karaoke. We drank quite a bit more at the karaoke bar, and Brother A sang along to every song. I didn't care anymore and started dancing with my sister-in-law in my arms, holding her tighter and tighter. I don't know when Brother A left. We kissed in the private room, and I touched my sister-in-law's breasts and buttocks, feeling her writhing in my arms, aroused. I really wanted it then, but I had reservations. I said to her, "I want to fuck you," and "I want to penetrate you from behind," and other lewd things. My sister-in-law just hummed in response, not saying anything, just kissing me on the face and neck. This went on for almost an hour, without daring to go any further. Finally, we were both a bit tired, and the passion subsided. My sister-in-law said, "This guy left without even saying goodbye." I didn't think much of it and said, "Let's call Brother A." He said he was feeling unwell from drinking too much and went home first. I said, "Let's go too," and took my sister-in-law home. We didn't say a word to each other in the car. We just said "Take care" and "Goodbye" to each other when we got to her building.
After getting home, I thought about what had happened and realized my sister-in-law probably wanted to have sex with me. She's probably afraid her husband will find out and hasn't brought it up. I think next time I have the chance to take her pants off, as long as she doesn't refuse, it should work out.
For almost a month after that, the three of us didn't drink together; when we did, other friends were with us. During the drinks, I noticed my sister-in-law and Brother A were talking as usual, so I figured it was all in the past and gave up on the idea of drinking with her. Then one day, Brother A told me that my sister-in-law wanted to go shopping at a world-renowned department store in a nearby city, but he couldn't go because of work. He asked if I could drive her. My first thought was that if I had the chance, I'd definitely say yes. The next day, we set off early and arrived an hour later. I spent almost the entire morning with my sister-in-law at the mall, and we bought quite a few things. At noon, my sister-in-law invited me to lunch and even ordered some alcohol. Back then, there were no DUI checks, so we drank about half a jin (250ml) of baijiu (Chinese liquor). My sister-in-law has a higher alcohol tolerance than me, but I didn't let her drink on my behalf, so we each drank about half a jin. I was quite tipsy, but I was still aware of my surroundings. I said, "I can't drive anymore. Let's rest a bit before we go." My sister-in-law agreed, saying, "Yes, yes, or let's get a short-stay hotel room and sleep for a while before going back." So we found a decent-looking hotel nearby. My sister-in-law booked the room, but when I offered to, she said, "You've had too much to drink, don't move, I'll do it." When I got the room key, I saw there was only one room available, and I was thrilled.
After entering the room, my sister-in-law asked if I could still take a shower. I was indeed having a terrible headache, so I said I wouldn't shower and would go to sleep first. My sister-in-law went to shower herself. I was really sleepy, so I lay down on the bed and fell asleep. When I woke up, more than an hour had passed, and my sister-in-law was lying on another bed, covered with a blanket. But when I saw her clothes on the chair next to her, I remembered my purpose again. My sister-in-law probably wasn't asleep; when she heard me move, she turned around and said, "Brother, you're awake. You must be snoring quite loudly. There's some boiled water over there; it should be cool now, perfect for drinking." I gulped down a few mouthfuls and said, "Sister-in-law really cares about me," with a slightly teasing tone. My sister-in-law smiled and said, "If I don't care about you, who will?" Looking at my sister-in-law's rosy complexion, my body immediately reacted, so I boldly said, "I want to warm up in your bed." She said, "Come on, but you need to shower first; you smell of alcohol." I quickly said, "Okay, okay," and immediately went to shower. I wasn't wearing any clothes when I came out; I just wrapped myself in a bath towel and crawled into my sister-in-law's bed. Once inside, I found she was only wearing underwear and a bra. The moment our bodies touched, we forgot everything else, didn't exchange many words, and immediately started kissing and caressing. In no time, we had her naked. (I forgot to mention, my sister-in-law was 40 years old at the time, about 165cm tall, slightly plump, a full-figured type, with large breasts and a large butt, and very fair skin. I was 37 years old and 174cm tall. My brother was 45 years old and about 180cm tall.) At first, I just kissed and caressed her, but didn't penetrate her. This made her writhe all over, looking uncomfortable, and her genitals were very wet. I wanted to say something suggestive to provoke her, but I was afraid she wouldn't accept it, so I didn't dare. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and said, "Little brother, hurry up!" I sucked on her breast and mumbled, "Sister-in-law, hurry up what?" She turned her head away so I couldn't see her expression and said, "You're so naughty, hurry up!" Seeing her aroused expression, I grew bolder and said, "Tell me quickly, little brother, and I'll put it in!" She couldn't take it anymore and mumbled something. Although I couldn't hear her clearly, I couldn't hold back either, so I lifted her legs and thrust in hard. I heard her scream "Ah!" What followed was my vigorous thrusting and her passionately lifting her buttocks to meet it. Mature woman, full-figured, fair-skinned, round, unfamiliar, intercourse, rear penetration, impact, sweat, vaginal fluid, ejaculation. This was the first time. Because of the stimulation of the first time, the whole process didn't last long; I probably ejaculated after about 20 minutes. But it was a constant state of vigorous thrusting, almost always at a fast pace. My sister-in-law kept clenching her teeth, not daring to moan loudly, but I could tell she was controlling herself; perhaps it was because it was her first time with a man other than her husband that she was so reserved. After it was over, my sister-in-law's flushed face kept trying to hide under the covers. I just panted and rested for a while, then I turned her face to me and asked, "Sister-in-law, was it good?" She nodded. I started caressing and kissing her again, touching her vagina with my fingers; there was still my semen inside. She tried to remove my hand, saying it was dirty and needed washing. I said it was all ours, it was fine. This time, I started kissing her slowly, kneading her breasts, and whispering in her ear, saying things like, "Your breasts are so big, your vagina is so wet, your buttocks are so plump, it's so stimulating when I thrust into you from behind," and "I love fucking your vagina, it's warm and moist, it feels so enveloping," etc. I don't know if it was my words or the caresses, kisses, and touching that made her aroused again. She started lifting herself up to kiss me, wrapping her body around me, her legs clamping tightly around me—she must have been itching inside. So I thrust in again, this time using a 9-shallow-1-deep technique, slowly. I kept changing positions, sometimes she was on top, sometimes behind me, sometimes she was lying on her side with one leg raised while I rode her, sometimes I had her lean against the mirror on the wall while I thrust in and out, watching her seemingly painful but actually pleasurable expression. We went at it for over an hour, finally I used my best technique—rear penetration—to violently thrust inside her. She collapsed onto the bed, saying, "You were so amazing, you almost killed me!" I said, "Was it good? Do you want me to do it again?" She said she couldn't go on today, you were too intense. I said, "Can I do it to you more often in the future, to make you sexually satisfied?" She said, "Yes, I like your intensity. I want more if I have the chance!" Then we were both exhausted and slept for a while, then got up, washed, and headed home. We talked a lot in the car. She said she wasn't as intense with Brother A; he usually thrusts intensely for a few minutes and then ejaculates. He often makes her feel like she's hanging on but can't get down. She hasn't felt this satisfied in many years. I said, "Because it was my first time, I haven't let go yet. Actually, sex isn't just about penetration; there's also a lot of verbal stimulation, oral sex, etc. I was afraid you'd be offended." She said, "Brother, as long as you're happy, I'm happy, we can try." I said, "Okay, next time let's both let go. If you're happy, you have to say so, don't hold it in or just say 'uh-huh'." She said okay. I said I was worried that Brother A would find out about contacting me. She smiled, seemed to want to say something but didn't, just said, "Don't worry, little brother, nothing will happen." When we were almost to our city, my sister-in-law called Brother A to say we were almost there, and then said that Brother A had taken care of things and we should have dinner together that evening. I was a little afraid of being exposed and didn't want to go. My sister-in-law had already agreed.
(to be continued)

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