Shenzhen: Recalling the second "three-person trip," I gave my sister an aromatherapy spa.

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This is an original article based on my personal experience; please do not reprint! I am currently in Shenzhen.

First, let me explain how I came to know about spas. For a while, I was troubled by skin problems. A traditional Chinese medicine practitioner recommended that I try aromatherapy, so I taught myself aromatherapy, bought books, and learned in detail about the effects of carrier oils and single oils, how to mix them, etc. Originally, I wanted to treat my skin problems, but I went astray and saw many indescribable videos online. They were so arousing! Of course, many of the functions circulating online are exaggerated—things like breast enhancement, body reduction, leg slimming, buttock lifting, ovarian maintenance, etc., are all nonsense. But it is indeed a great way to flirt in a romantic relationship; it can truly bring pleasure and relaxation. From the perspective of frequent relaxation, it can indeed delay aging to some extent. The same applies to a fulfilling sex life. For many reasons, I decided to master it and make it my own. The key skill she learned was through reading books and watching videos, such as how to massage, rub, press, and push. She practiced with her then-girlfriend a few times, and the effect was very nice. The side effect was that she wanted to have a spa treatment before each session (maybe I'll write about my story with this girl again sometime; she was a divorced woman raising her child on Kuaishou, a small internet celebrity. She lived in the same neighborhood as me, was younger than me, very beautiful, and had tens of thousands of followers on Kuaishou. Countless men wanted to sleep with her. She knew we were just friends, but I was more considerate of women, and I gradually felt that she was developing feelings for me. I couldn't give her a future, and I also felt a strange sense of guilt towards her child. I wondered if she would find it strange that a strange uncle who wasn't the father of her child kept coming to my house. So later, I deliberately distanced myself from her).

Having tried threesomes before, I'd still be interested in participating if I met a couple who seemed compatible. After learning about spas, I thought I could incorporate this into such activities. However, I can only vaguely imagine the psychological feeling of a woman being caressed all over by a man other than her husband, especially under his husband's gaze. I also wonder what it feels like for her husband to see another man touching every part of his wife's body.

I met a couple through a couples' social group. They were from J city, but said they frequently visited our city. We didn't chat much at first. I introduced myself to them, and the guy said they hadn't tried it before. I mentioned I could give the woman an aromatherapy spa treatment, and he specifically asked about the massage techniques. One afternoon, my brother suddenly said he was in our city that evening and asked if I could come over. He hoped I could give my sister a spa treatment and really wanted me to lick her private parts. I didn't say I definitely would (I like to lick the private parts of women who are beautiful, clean, and odorless, but to be honest, some women don't meet that requirement). My brother said my sister hadn't agreed to have sex with other men yet, but there were some opportunities. I wasn't really keen on going, afraid of making a wasted trip, but my brother sent me some photos of my sister. I saw that she was very beautiful and charming, and it seemed worth the trip. However, my brother didn't seem to be fully prepared. He said that if my sister agreed, we could only have sex, and during the spa, she couldn't put her fingers inside her body, couldn't kiss me, and couldn't give me oral sex. Sigh, I really like being oral sex, but my sister was quite pretty, so I thought, just having sex is fine too. I also told my brother that we couldn't take pictures, and if we really had to, we couldn't take pictures of her face. My brother said no pictures.

I talked to my brother, and he sent me the hotel location directly. He asked if I had any condoms and told me to bring them. I packed the necessary supplies into my backpack and drove there. The area was a bit far from where I lived, but luckily there were few cars at night, and I arrived in half an hour.

I asked my brother, and the hotel receptionist said I didn't need to register, so I went straight to my room. When I arrived at the door, I was excited and expectant for a short while after knocking. The door opened, and a man with crutches and a bandage on his leg appeared. He wasn't tall, but he was quite handsome. I was a little confused and wondered if I had gone to the wrong place. The man said, "It's me. Come in. I was injured a while ago." Upon entering the room, I found it was a room with two single beds; surprisingly, there wasn't a double bed. I wondered if my brother had specifically booked this one so I could give my sister an aromatherapy massage. A woman was lying on the other bed, her back to us. She didn't move when I entered. My brother, leaning on his cane, went over and patted her, saying, "Honey, I'm here." My sister said in a disgruntled tone, "It's so late, what's the point of a massage? Stop." My brother persuaded her again, "Since you're here, give me a massage." Only then did my sister get up. My brother and sister looked only three or four years older than me. My sister was indeed as beautiful as in the photos, possessing the charm of a beautiful young woman, and a touch of fullness—a perfectly proportioned fullness, very even, with firm skin, without any excess fat. My sister glanced at me, then looked at my brother with a reproachful gaze, muttering, "How am I supposed to massage her?" My brother said, "Honey, just close your eyes and enjoy it." At this point, I went up to her and said, "Sister, I brought some essential oils that are very good for the skin; they're quite comfortable." She didn't say anything, then... Afterwards, I told my sister I needed to take a shower first. She said she had already showered, so we could start the massage right away. I went to the bathroom and got a large bath towel. My sister moved to the bedside, and I spread the towel on the bed. I told her, "Sister, take off your clothes and lie face down on the bed. We'll start the massage from your back (you can start from the front or back, depending on whether some women are shy or don't want to show their whole body at first, including some who don't agree to take off their underwear at first, which is understandable)." My sister didn't say anything, but took off her pajamas, then turned her back to me and took off her bra before lying face down. I said, "Sister, take off your underwear too, or we'll need to put on the essential oil. Let me help you take it off." As I said this, I gently pulled down the sides of her underwear. My sister complained, "I have to take off my underwear too? It's so troublesome. I don't want to massage anymore." Although she said that, she still slightly raised her buttocks to make it easier for me to take off her underwear (actually, I had brought disposable women's underwear with me, in case my sister really disagreed). When I suggested she change into disposable underwear, she didn't object, so I didn't mention it, hehe. While she was taking off her underwear, I saw her pert, round buttocks, a beautiful sight indeed. Her anus was very clean, and her vulva, with its high, rounded mound formed by her legs together, was incredibly voluptuous. I knew then that I would lick it later; it's my type of vulva. I opened my phone, selected some soothing music suitable for aromatherapy, and told her I would start with her back. Meanwhile, my brother was already on another bed, leaning against the headboard, watching an anti-Japanese war drama on his phone, without looking our way. I took out essential oils from my bag (the essential oils I used that time mainly contained rosehip oil: repairs skin and lightens pigmentation; avocado oil: contains vitamins A, D, and E, effectively soothing the skin, especially beneficial for dry skin; and sweet almond oil: softens and whitens the skin, and can also treat redness, itching, and dry skin. I first used this sweet almond oil because its main ingredients were...). The essential oil contains a blend of rose, geranium, and ylang-ylang fragrances. I highly recommend the ylang-ylang scent, as it relaxes the nerves, uplifts the mood, improves negative emotions, and has a certain aphrodisiac effect. Important note: If couples want to use this on their own, buy a pre-blended oil containing the desired main ingredients online. Choose the more expensive ones, as they tend to be of better quality. Never try to blend single oils yourself, as they can be toxic. Rub your hands together to warm them, then pour some oil onto your hands. Wait a few seconds for the cool oil to warm up, then move your hands to your sister's back. As soon as you release your hands, the oil flows onto her back. Then, using techniques I've learned and practiced many times, I begin an essential oil spa for her (the massage itself is quite long, so I won't go into too much detail; it's very strenuous. I won't go into the specific techniques here, and it wasn't a dedicated massage bed. I was worried she would resist, so I massaged her while she was dressed. The bed was low, making it difficult to apply pressure, and my back ached terribly).

While massaging her back, I focused on the edges of her breasts, which had spilled out due to her lying face down on the bed. They felt bouncy to the touch. I also massaged her arms. After finishing her upper body, I started preparing to give her a lower body oil spa, massaging from her thighs to her calves. After that, I had her kneel down, saying that it would be easier to give her an oil massage on her entire thighs. She reluctantly assumed this position, which was very embarrassing, but it was truly a beautiful sight.

I massaged my sister's thighs with my hands, which were covered in essential oil, repeatedly brushing against her labia. I really wanted to knead and caress her beautiful vulva, but I had to restrain myself and only tease her, saving the most important part for last. Next, I focused on massaging her buttocks for a while, because this area requires not only pressing, but also pushing and kneading, haha. After massaging her buttocks, I lightly glided my fingertips over her rounded buttocks, and as they moved downwards, I seemed to accidentally touch the outer edge of her anus and her labia majora. My sister's body even slightly recoiled. At this point, my brother's gaze had been frequently drawn to this area. He adjusted his phone and gestured for me to take it. I reached for it and found that he had opened the camera app. I understood and took a picture of this rare and beautiful sight. My brother later sent me the photo, which I still keep to this day.

In this position, all the visible parts of her body behind her were glistening with oil. I suddenly attacked my sister's beautiful vulva and kissed it, and my sister let out a soft "ah."

Next, I had my sister lie on her back. After she lay down, I started with her abdomen. Her abdomen felt fleshy and elastic to the touch, and it didn't look like she had any excess fat. (Massaging the lower abdomen with techniques like using rose and geranium can indeed relieve symptoms like menstrual cramps.) Then I moved on to her breasts. Her breasts were also round and firm, but not very big, somewhere between a B and a C cup. There are many ways to massage the breasts, such as using your hands to make an "V" shape with each hand to hold one breast and push it upwards, or using multiple fingers to flick the nipple, or you can improvise whatever makes the woman feel comfortable.

After massaging her entire body, I took out a special intimate area oil. It's quite expensive, but it's safe to use on the private parts. You can kiss after using it, and it's even safe to swallow it. I used the oil to lubricate my sister's entire vulva, and then used my thumb and four fingers to squeeze her plump, fleshy mounds several times. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable. I also used the pad of my thumb to massage the oil on her labia majora on both sides. My sister would occasionally let out a soft moan...

I massaged her vulva for a long time until it became incredibly wet, not only from the oil but also from some of her vaginal fluid. I felt it was time, so I wiped her private parts with a tissue. I was ready to launch my main attack. I was going to get on the bed and lick her vulva. It wasn't convenient to wear clothes, so I took them off, leaving only my underwear. Although my sister had her eyes closed, she should have been able to hear me undressing.

Before licking her vulva, I first used my lips and tongue to caress her breasts. I switched from hands to mouth, and I don't know what she was thinking at that moment. After thoroughly caring for her two beautiful breasts, I moved on to her vulva. It was truly captivating; there was almost no hair, and it was clearly natural. I spread her legs wider, and as I got closer, I could only smell a faint body fragrance. I began to lightly sweep my tongue along the base of her thighs, gently licking the outer edges of her labia majora many times. This tingling sensation made her involuntarily move her legs. Then, I began to lick her perineum with my wet tongue. From bottom to top, again and again, my sister's soft moans continued to encourage me from in front of my head. This plump, beautiful vulva was perfect for holding in my mouth, and of course I couldn't let it go. I first sucked on one of my sister's labia, then licked it with my tongue from my mouth, including both the inside and outside of the entire vulva, and then moved to the other side. After that, I took them both in my mouth and stirred them up and down between my sister's labia with my tongue. My sister moaned even more frequently, and my saliva mixed with my sister's honey juice made her vulva wet again. My sister's vulva juice was really rare, without a trace of odor. I was so obsessed with this taste. Next, I prepared to search for the pearl inside the oyster. I gently parted my sister's labia majora with both hands and found her pink pearl. I gently teased it with the tip of my tongue. At this moment, my sister placed one hand on my head as encouragement. I then teased her clitoris even more vigorously, and my sister's body began to tremble slightly...
I licked for a long time, until my sister's body began to twist slightly, until my sister kept moaning. Suddenly, I saw my brother jump off the bed, not even taking his cane. He hopped over on one leg, hugged my sister, and started a passionate French kiss with her. I was a little shocked. I didn't expect my brother to be so excited. His hands weren't idle either; he massaged my sister's breasts, saying things like, "Wife, is it comfortable? Do you like it? Husband loves you, husband loves you to death..." It was clear that my brother really loved my sister and probably spoiled her a lot. It's just that I'm not good at expressing myself in this direct way, haha.

My brother and sister kissed passionately for a long time, while I kissed my sister's full lips for a long time. My sister's eyes were glazed over from the kiss. Then my brother said, "Wife, how about I do you?" "Okay?" My sister didn't say anything, but went up to kiss me again. My brother gave me a look and pointed to my backpack. I got up, took out a few condoms, tore one open, put it on my penis, and went to the bedside. I opened my sister's legs and rubbed my penis between her plump vulva. After a few rubs, I couldn't wait any longer and stuffed my entire penis into my sister's beautiful vagina. The feeling of being fully enveloped was so comfortable and so moist. After thrusting for a while, I leaned down and used my tongue to massage my sister's breasts. My brother even got up and came behind us to help me push my buttocks a few times. I also thrust into my sister a few times. My sister's plump labia provided ample cushioning and massaged the base of my penis.

My sister closed her eyes and silently enjoyed it. At this moment, I saw my brother pick up another condom and sit on the bedside. I knew he wanted to enter my sister too. I thrust a few times and reluctantly pulled away from my sister. I withdrew from her body, signaling my brother to take over. He immediately put on a condom and pounced on me, vigorously thrusting his hips. I took off the unused condom and threw it in the trash can. Actually, I was still a bit embarrassed at this point; I couldn't kiss my sister, nor could I let her give me oral sex. So I continued massaging her breasts. When she moaned, she put her hand on my neck and scratched it a few times. I grabbed her hand; her hand was clean, her nails were neatly trimmed, and there was no nail polish. I sucked on a few of her fingers with my mouth. She seemed to enjoy it. After sucking for a while, I took her hand and placed it on my penis. After she grabbed my penis, she gently stroked it. My penis, which had shrunk considerably in the air because it couldn't be kept warm inside her vagina, became hard again with the warmth of her palm. At this moment, my brother... I ejaculated during the final sprint, and after a brief moment of tenderness with my sister, I went to the bathroom to clean up. Thinking I could continue, I opened another condom, put it on, and went to my sister's lower body, ready to continue. Just then, my brother quickly came out of the bathroom. Seeing this, he said, "Didn't you just ejaculate?" I said no. I sensed a hint of displeasure in his eyes after his release; the excitement had faded, as if he wanted me to leave. But he just said "oh" and lay back down on the other bed. My sister opened her eyes, glanced at me, and then changed from a supine position to a side-lying position, but her legs weren't straight; they were bent. The view between her rounded buttocks was fully exposed, her beautiful vulva made even more alluring by being squeezed between her buttocks and legs (the position resembled a Tetris block shape, you can imagine). I felt a sense of encouragement. I sensed she wanted to continue in this position, so I stopped hesitating and, supporting my penis, entered her body again. This position, with the woman's lower body directly in contact with the bed, provided support. I placed my hands on one of her buttocks for better leverage. The pressure from her legs made her vagina incredibly tight, intensifying my pleasure and making me thrust even harder. She seemed to enjoy it too, moaning as she reached out and grabbed one of my hands, giving me further encouragement. I kneaded her beautiful buttocks forcefully. This unique position and the special pressure brought a unique kind of pleasure. During the thrusting, she sometimes let out a few soft moans with her lips slightly parted, but more often she pursed her lips, making beautiful nasal moans. After a while, her face flushed, and I, amidst this beautiful scene, this pleasurable feeling, and her melodious moans, reached my one and only release. During this time, I occasionally caught a glimpse of my brother staring intently at the spot where my sister and I were joined, seemingly lost in thought…

The next day, I asked my brother and sister on QQ how it went yesterday. My brother relayed my sister's words: "It was alright. If neither of you were satisfied, you two shouldn't call yourselves men." For a while afterward, my brother kept bragging to me about how well he licked my sister, but he didn't mention anything about going on another date. I didn't mention it either, even though I did miss my sister's body... I think this was a threesome that wasn't quite a threesome...

What should I talk about next? I'll talk about "My Husband Let Me Go on a Date with His Dance Teacher Wife Alone." I'll talk about it another time.

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