My wife's first 3P

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Let me tell you about my wife's first threesome experience. After more than two years of effort, my wife finally took her first step in May 2015. The experience wasn't very satisfying, being her first time, so I won't go into details today. I'll mainly talk about a threesome that followed.
I stumbled upon this community on Weibo in 2013. To be honest, it felt like opening a door to a new world. I joined some QQ groups, initially just observing. When I was bored, I'd go on QQ to look at other people's erotic photos of their wives, which I found quite interesting. Later, I gradually tried posting some of my own wives' photos. During this time, I met Brother Z, and my wife's first threesome was with Z. I remember clearly that once when I posted my wife's erotic photos, Z messaged me privately, saying, "After seeing your wife's photos, I think I've decided to be friends with you." That's how I met Z, and he became a friend on my QQ that I never deleted. We chatted on and off for over a year. Initially, my idea was threesomes, not single men. I did a lot of work to persuade my wife, and she finally agreed to threesomes. However, that threesome experience wasn't very good, so I won't go into details here; I'll write about it later.
Having seen your wife being fucked by another man, you'd probably feel the same way I do—heartbreaking yet thrilling, irresistible, and wanting more after the first time. Speaking of which, I want to tell couples considering swapping partners that you must talk and get to know each other well before taking the next step.
After that, my wife wouldn't say she liked it, but she definitely enjoyed the feeling. At that time, I tried to steer her towards a threesome. During sex, I'd say things like, "Next time, we won't swap. Let's find a strong guy and have both of us fuck you, one mouth and one vagina." Although she kept calling me a pervert, I could clearly feel her overflowing desire. During this time, I kept in touch with Z for about a month, finalizing many details and discussing my wife's preferences. Then, I was tied up with many things until September when I finally had time to implement it. Typing on a phone is too much trouble, so I'll just describe the process.
This is the first time I've posted a successful story; before, I only read them. There were many more such incidents after this one; I'll write them down when I have time.
September 18th, 2015, Friday. The plan began. Z is from Zhengzhou, and we don't live far from Zhengzhou. The first step of the plan was for Z to drive to our place, and I would take my wife, saying we'd go to Zhengzhou for a visit in a friend's car. (I wouldn't drive myself, in case my wife suddenly changed her mind and wanted to drive instead.) Around 2 PM, Z arrived as promised. I supervised my wife's dressing and grooming at home. I kept urging her to wear a skirt; the weather here in mid-September is still quite warm, and a skirt would be more convenient for sightseeing. But my wife seemed to have a premonition and wore the most difficult-to-take-off garment: a jumpsuit. However, she wore a tie-up bra that I strongly recommended, so the bra and panties could be easily untied. At this point, my wife didn't know it was Z. But she had seen Z's photos. There was also a penis, all sent to me by Z before. I packed a condom, lubricant, and a remote-controlled vibrating device, ready to leave.
It was already past 3 PM when I got downstairs and into the car. My wife and I sat in the back. After getting in, I chatted with Z for a bit; my wife didn't realize Z was driving. She was speechless. Later, on the highway, I told my wife, "Look who's driving. Don't you recognize him?" She said, "No, I don't know. How could I know all your friends?" Then I said, "It's Z. You've even seen his nude photos." At this point, my wife looked at me with a very surprised expression, then looked in the rearview mirror. Z also looked up in the rearview mirror. My wife instantly blushed; she already knew what was probably going to happen today. Then she pinched and hit me a few times. Z said, "What's wrong? You two are already flirting." "Are you bullying someone who doesn't have a wife?" My wife's face turned even redder. She turned to look out the car window, lost in thought, not saying a word and ignoring me. I continued chatting with Z about cars for a while, and we arrived in Zhengzhou quickly, over an hour later. It
was already past 5 pm when we arrived in Zhengzhou. Z took us to a rather secluded teahouse, which we had carefully chosen. Firstly, it was relatively secluded; secondly, the environment was excellent, with small private rooms for four people; and thirdly, we could have dinner there. After arriving, my wife said she wanted to get out of the car first to buy some water. It sounded like an excuse, so I accompanied her to the supermarket next door. At the supermarket, my wife kept saying she wanted to leave, but I persuaded her to eat first, since we were in Zhengzhou for sightseeing, and to find an excuse to leave after dinner. After some persuasion, we reluctantly went to the teahouse. When we got to the room, Z had already prepared the tea. After the tea was served, my wife still seemed very nervous. We sat together, and she kept rubbing my little finger together. I chatted with Z, though I was also unsure of myself. Z kept trying to find topics to talk about with my wife, who responded half-heartedly. I know my wife; she's a bit shy, but she's quite open-minded. Around 6 pm, the dishes arrived, and Z opened a bottle of baijiu (which I requested, as my wife doesn't drink much baijiu). We started toasting. Usually, my wife only drinks a little baijiu, taking three toasts to finish a glass, but this time she downed it in one go. Z praised her for her high tolerance! After that, she kept drinking glass after glass; my wife probably just wanted to finish quickly and leave. After a few rounds, I drank less, finishing only a small portion of the half-liter bottle of baijiu. After three drinks, my wife was already a little tipsy, leaning on my shoulder. Seeing that it was about time, I lied and said I needed to take a call, asking Z to look after her, and then I left. Z wasn't very comfortable around me. (Later, my wife said that she drank quickly because she wanted to finish the meal quickly and leave, but after a few drinks, she wasn't so nervous anymore. Thinking about what might happen later, she felt a little excited. She was already a little wet during the meal, and after I left, she seemed quite nervous and excited. Z tentatively sat next to her and massaged her shoulders, knowing my wife's shoulders are prone to pain.) About ten minutes later, I went back, and my wife was leaning on Z's shoulder. Then I gave Z a look. Z understood and helped my wife up to walk, but she didn't support him, still clinging tightly to my arm. Z went to pay the bill and then... We left the teahouse. Z behaved very well there, without any excessive actions or inappropriate remarks, aligning with our plan to help my wife relax during the meal.

Our next step, according to our plan, was to go to a karaoke bar to let my wife have a good time. The plan was for me to drink less and drive Z's car. Z drove out, got out, and opened the door for my wife. By this time, she was no longer nervous. Seeing Z get out and open the door for her, she turned to me and said, "Look how considerate he is, and look at you." I chuckled... After Z opened the back door, I helped my wife into the seat. I gave Z a wink and said, "Let me drive, Z-ge. I haven't drunk much, it's safer." Z naturally sat in the back passenger seat. Then my wife joked with him, saying, "You're not as handsome as in the photos." Z said... "He's handsome, but he's also good at taking care of people and in bed..." My wife lightly patted him, saying he was being indecent. Then Z pulled my wife into his arms. I lowered the rearview mirror a little and saw Z's hand had already slipped from my wife's back and was on her chest, gently stroking her up and down. My wife's face was buried in Z's shoulder, her hair obscuring her face, so I couldn't see her expression. Then Z whispered something in my wife's ear, and my wife pinched Z's waist. I looked up and saw her blushing. The drive was short, only about 10 minutes, to the KTV. Booking a room and ordering drinks was done in one go. When they got out of the car at the KTV, they looked like a couple. I felt like a third wheel, and to be honest, I felt a little jealous. After entering the private room and singing a few songs, they started drinking. My wife's alcohol tolerance was limited. But I could drink more beer. My wife had already let loose by this point. She opened a beer and clinked glasses with Z, thanking him for his hospitality. I was thinking to myself, "Z isn't trying to sleep with you, what hospitality is he talking about?" Women are so unpredictable, one minute shy, the next bold. I felt indignant, so I opened a bottle of beer and drank some too. Then I called the waiter for three sets of dice to play. By this time, the two of them were already chatting and laughing. After the dice arrived, Z and I conspired to make my wife lose. My wife knew this perfectly well; she would never drink half a glass if she could drink a whole one. In no time, she had downed 10 out of 2 dozen beers. I was speechless. My wife was clearly more drunk and more uninhibited. (Afterwards, my wife said that she had already wanted to go to a hotel while playing games at the karaoke bar...)

Then we played the old game of Honesty and Courage, but my wife kept choosing Honesty. So we decided to switch to Courage. We still played dice, three dice each, like a tractor game. The two losers had to follow the winner's lead. This time, my wife had amazing luck. Z and I kept losing. First, Z made us kiss. Then I made her lick a beer bottle. We were basically being played all over. Then I won, and as a form of revenge, I told my wife to cover Z's face with her breasts for a minute. My wife was wearing a thin, strappy lingerie set, and her breasts were quite large and felt great. I was afraid she'd suffocate Z. Then I made Z kiss my wife. My wife won a few more times. I won't go into details. The important thing is when Z and I won. When I won again, I made Z kiss my wife's feet, which are very sensitive. I also made my wife take off Z's pants. Then Z won and made me take off my wife's bra. Then I made my wife wet her nipples with alcohol. My wife was wearing a sheer jumpsuit, which showed very clearly when wet. Then came all sorts of bold flirting games. Eventually, my wife was completely naked underneath her clothes. Her panties were soaking wet, like they'd been in water. Her pants were also damp. Then I had my wife give Z oral sex. Without hesitation, she pulled down Z's panties. Z's penis was already very erect, looking much bigger than in the photos. My wife was clearly surprised, then took Z's penis and started sucking it. I was also incredibly hard, seeing my wife in a public place like a karaoke bar, giving oral sex to a stranger while completely naked. It was incredibly exciting. After a while, Z clearly couldn't take it anymore and wanted to have sex with my wife, but her clothes were inconvenient. Taking them off would mean stripping her naked all at once. My wife refused. So I had my wife give me oral sex, while Z reached his hand inside her collar and rubbed her breasts. Then I had a great idea: to turn my wife's clothes into open-crotch pants, so I could have sex without taking them off. So I took the small nail clippers I always carried... and slowly cut a slit in my wife's pants. Z got excited and immediately started licking her. His wife's vagina was already soaking wet. The moment Z touched her clitoris with the tip of his tongue, his wife trembled and tried to suppress a moan. After a few more licks, she was completely aroused, pulling Z's hair upwards – a sign she wanted to be penetrated. I took out a condom I had prepared and gave Z one. Z's penis was quite large, much bigger than mine, and the condom seemed a bit small. After putting on the condom, Z turned his wife over so her buttocks were facing him and easily penetrated her all the way in. His wife had never experienced such a large penis before; her expression was ferocious, and she pushed Z back forcefully with both hands. After a short while, Z began to slowly thrust in and out. Seeing his wife's expression of wanting to moan but not daring to was incredibly pleasurable. After a few thrusts, Z felt like he was about to ejaculate and said to me, "Brother, my wife's vagina feels so good. It's so tight, I want to cum." The penetration was too deep, and his wife felt a little pain, so she had Z withdraw and sit on the sofa, facing away from Z in a woman-on-top position. This was his wife's favorite position; she would do this when she wanted to orgasm. My wife, holding Z's penis, slowly inserted it, rocking back and forth. After a few thrusts, her legs trembled involuntarily; she had an orgasm. Just as she was savoring the afterglow, a waiter suddenly knocked on the door, saying our car was blocking someone else's and needed to be moved. Luckily, my wife was fully dressed and leaning against Z. The waiter came in but didn't see Z. I sent the waiter away, grabbed the car keys, and went downstairs to move the car—I really didn't want to go; I was already rock hard. When I went out, I saw Z vigorously rocking back and forth.
When I came back up, Z had already ejaculated. My wife lay on the sofa, Z fully dressed. I had Z help my wife up, picked up her underwear and put it in my bag, and prepared to go to the hotel. My wife was now limp and powerless, clinging to Z like a monkey. Something funny happened on the way downstairs: the doormen kept staring at my wife. Z and the others walked ahead, and as I approached the doormen, the two doormen were betting on whether the woman was wearing underwear or not.
After drinking, I decided not to drive and called a designated driver. He arrived a while later and drove off. I sat in the passenger seat, and my wife and Z sat in the back. Since I wasn't driving, I couldn't see what was happening in the back, only hear my wife's moans and the sounds of them kissing. The driver kept glancing in the rearview mirror, probably anticipating something more exciting. (My wife said that after leaving the karaoke bar, because she had drunk quite a bit and had two orgasms, she was completely exhausted and at his mercy. In the car, Z's hands never left her breasts and were constantly touching and groping her, while they were French kissing.)
When we arrived at the hotel, the designated driver reluctantly handed me the keys. I now regret not calling him along.

Inside the hotel room, my wife went straight to the bathroom to shower. Z kept praising how amazing my wife was and how great it was to have sex with her. Then I went to the bathroom and saw my wife standing under the showerhead, still dressed, completely still. Suddenly, I felt she seemed very wronged, and my heart softened, so I decided to leave. (But later my wife said she was just tired, it felt so good, she didn't even have the strength to take off her clothes...) I helped her take off her clothes. I took off my own clothes, lathered her with shower gel, and helped her take a shower. I originally wanted to have sex with her, but seeing how she looked, I couldn't bring myself to do it in the bathroom. Then I wrapped her in a towel and carried her out. It was getting late. We got to the hotel at 2:30 AM. I told Z that my wife was sleepy. We rested for a while in a double room. The three of us slept on one bed, with my wife in the middle. Seeing that she was indeed tired, we chatted casually. Z's hand was on my wife's chest the whole time. My wife's sleeping habit is to curl up and hold my penis with one hand, but tonight she was holding Z's. Then I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, it was about 6 AM. I felt the bed shaking, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Z having sex with my wife. My wife was facing me, covering her mouth and making muffled noises. When she saw I was awake, she screamed a few times. Z also sensed I was awake, looked up and smiled at me, then resumed his vigorous thrusting. I didn't have much desire when I woke up in the morning, but seeing such a stimulating scene, I joined in. I brought my penis to my wife's face, and she took it in without hesitation, making soft moans. Then there was a small accident: Z's condom broke when he ejaculated, and when he pulled it out, I realized his semen had completely filled my wife's vagina. I was quite excited by this, but my heart was filled with mixed feelings. Although I had seen Z's medical certificate, I still felt a little uncomfortable. But then I thought, "Oh well, since he's already inside me, I might as well go all out." After Z apologetically pulled out a few times, I inserted myself along his semen. It was really smooth. After a few hard thrusts, a lot of white foam came out, covering my scrotum. Z didn't let my wife's mouth be idle either, and my wife, ignoring the smell, carefully licked Z's penis. (My wife said they actually got up at 4 AM to have sex. After I fell asleep, Z kept touching my wife's vagina. My wife was already aroused after drinking a little alcohol, and she got wet easily with just a little teasing. After I fell asleep, he had sex with her twice. My wife said they didn't use a condom and he ejaculated outside. They had sex once in bed. Z had been holding back from ejaculating for a month for this date. In bed, to avoid disturbing me, they went to the sofa next to each other. He ended up ejaculating on my wife's stomach. Then they went to take a shower and had sex again from behind, ejaculating on her back. After that, they went to bed. My wife was facing away from him and towards me. Z's penis never left my wife's vagina all night. Then I felt like I was asleep for a while when I was woken up by sex. When I woke up, Z put on a condom, but the condom broke...) Because it was so exciting, I ejaculated after only a few minutes. I grabbed my wife's buttocks and thrust hard inside her, ejaculating all my semen inside her. After ejaculating, I saw that my wife's vagina was swollen. My wife didn't sleep all night, saying she wanted to sleep. Her clothes from yesterday weren't dry, so she couldn't go out. Z went out for some errands, and I was bored watching TV. I went on QQ and posted some lewd photos of my wife and a short video I'd just recorded, sharing them with my friends in a group chat. My wife slept until after 1 a.m., when Z came back. My wife woke up complaining of being hungry, and Z wanted to go again, but unfortunately, her vagina was still swollen. He said we'd have lunch and watch a movie in the afternoon, and continue later that evening. By this time, my wife wasn't as shy as she had been when she first arrived. In front of Z, she brazenly spread her legs and said, "Honey, look how swollen my vagina is! It hurts so much!" I was helpless. Then she went to take a shower completely naked. Seeing my wife go into the bathroom, Z quickly took off his clothes and went to shower with her. I vaguely heard my wife saying things like Z was too bad, so I grabbed my phone, opened the bathroom door, and started recording. At the door, I saw my wife squatting down, giving Z oral sex. After a few strokes, she started stroking his penis with her hand and then licking his testicles. Z was incredibly aroused. After a while, my wife said she was hungry and wanted to go eat, promising to continue later.
After showering and getting dressed, I realized that because we'd been partying so hard at the karaoke bar last night, my wife's underwear was covered in a mixture of semen from when *** and Z wiped their penises. The underwear was stiff and stuck together, and I didn't even know where her bra was. She was also wearing open-crotch pants. My wife shyly asked what to do. Z, being quite considerate, said he'd buy her new ones later and suggested we grab something to eat first. Although they were open-crotch pants, the cut I made wasn't very big. My wife put on the clothes and looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, making sure it wasn't noticeable unless you looked very closely, before she felt relieved. Then she asked room service to bring two band-aids, which she put on her nipples before leaving the house.

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