Appreciation of the work by author Baibu Guiling in 69 Paradise ------ As promised

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There are many articles describing threesomes in 69 Paradise, but the most praiseworthy is "As Promised" by author Baibu Guiling.
The author's writing is exceptionally good; they are undoubtedly a master writer with profound literary talent. The entire article flows smoothly and seamlessly, concisely covering necessary details while meticulously crafting nuanced passages. The climax is beautifully written, making it a stunningly beautiful description of sex. I have never seen such a piece elsewhere.
What's commendable is that the author doesn't deliberately depict the tastes of the three individuals, showcase their sexual prowess, or explicitly interpret the essence of a threesome; instead, these qualities are naturally revealed between the lines, making it truly remarkable.
Below are some comments on parts of the article:
As Promised
Publication Date: 2015-05-06 Author: Baibu Guiling Popularity: 2424
My flight was delayed, so I went directly to the hotel where Mr. and Mrs. D were staying, arriving at 10:30 PM. (The first threesome of the three of us flew there, indicating a high-class lifestyle.)
I pressed the doorbell for room 8603. Mr. D, who was about my age, opened the door. He was wearing a bathrobe, looked a little tired, and had a slightly nervous look in his eyes. Actually, I was more nervous because the person who would be giving me the SPA oil massage was a beautiful, refined, and intellectual lady, Mrs. D, the type I was most vulnerable to (indicating that the three of us had communicated very well beforehand and were mutually attracted. While praising Mrs. D, he also implied that he was very outstanding and must be handsome).
I apologized for being late. Mr. D made a "shh" gesture and whispered that they had already done it once while he was waiting for me, and she was now asleep. He asked me to be gentle (indicating that the couple was very loving, had a strong sex drive, and had a deep understanding of threesomes). I understood, went to the bathroom to wash up, trim my nails (refined and tasteful), put on a loose-fitting massage outfit, and gently lifted the blanket covering Mrs. D. A stunningly beautiful semi-naked body unfolded before my eyes: slightly wavy hair, skin as smooth as cream, breasts at least a D cup, and a full, round bottom. Most strikingly, she was wearing a black lace lingerie set and a T-back, which instantly made me dizzy. (The author really understands women!)

Mr. D sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and quietly watched us (the cuckoldry complex is palpable). I gently straightened Mrs. D's body into a supine position, my movements very careful, as if afraid of disturbing a sleeping princess. I poured warm essential oil onto her flat stomach and began massaging with the same gentle movements. When my palms slid down to her lower abdomen and I pulled her panties down slightly, the princess let out a soft moan, opened her sleepy eyes, and smiled sweetly with a hint of shyness. Ah! It was a face even more beautiful than in the photographs!

Mrs. D cooperated by lifting her buttocks slightly, and I took the opportunity to remove her T-back, applying essential oil to her groin and thighs. Her body trembled slightly as my palms touched her skin. My hands slid from her lower abdomen to the outer thighs, then back down the inner thighs. She parted her legs in response to my movements. When my palms brushed against her full, white mons pubis, she tensed up, then let out a long sigh. Encouraged, I continued the massage, each time getting closer to her clitoris than the last. Mrs. D began to moan softly, her right hand stroking my thigh, then exploring inside my loose shorts, like a playful, curious child touching a small pet. After a few touches, she finally grasped my already erect penis. (The analogy of teasing a small pet is very apt.) I pulled down my shorts,

and Mrs. D turned to the side, clasping her hands together (clasping hands indicates the author's penis is very large!!). I applied essential oil to her plump buttocks and bent down to massage her in circular motions with my large hands. Suddenly, I felt a warm, wet sensation, knowing that Mrs. D was sucking on my penis. To be honest, I almost ejaculated for a moment. I straddled her head with my left leg, straightened her body, and lowered my head to part her labia with my tongue, licking and sucking her vulva. Her breathing became more and more rapid with each lick, and finally she groaned loudly. With a spasm, I knew she had orgasmed.

Mr. D got into bed, and we let his wife half-lie in his arms. I lay between her spread legs, using my fingers and tongue to begin a new round of exploration. Mr. D stroked her breasts and asked her, "Baby, is it comfortable?" Mrs. D replied shyly, "Mmm, mmm, it's comfortable. Husband, it feels so good." (The couple's enjoyment of a threesome and the author's oral sex skills are self-evident.)

After one orgasm, her vulva was like a spring of sweet water, moist and lubricated, allowing two fingers to easily slide in and out. I stimulated her vulva with my tongue while using my fingertips to scrape the hairy area inside: the G-spot. Her legs and abdominal muscles undulated and twisted rhythmically, each wave more intense than the last. Suddenly, her legs clamped tightly around my head, a low moan escaped, and I climaxed again. (The author is experienced and a sex expert.)

Mr. D said, "Now we can go in."

I said, "You go first."

Mr. D said, "We just did it, now you go, loosen up a bit."

Faced with Mrs. D's beautiful face and devilish figure, my penis was already rock hard. By the way, her smile is a bit like Yan Ni's, but I think she's prettier and has more sex appeal. So I put on a condom, aimed at her pink vulva, and thrust in, breaking through layers of flesh to penetrate deep inside. When I pulled out, my entire penis was covered in her juices. The war drums pounded, the horses' hooves thundered, and with each charge, waves of pleasure crashed against the brain's pleasure center like ocean waves. Each surge of kinetic energy transformed into potential energy, accumulating layer by layer until it broke through the threshold controlled by the central nervous system. In an instant, all the potential energy transformed into a thick liquid, gushing forth, and I collapsed onto Mrs. D. (The description is so sophisticated, the most brilliant part!)
Mr. D got up, dressed, and said, "I'll go downstairs to buy some late-night snacks. " Mrs. D

and I rested in each other's arms. I asked, "Should I call you sister-in-law or brother's wife?"

Mrs. D: "How old are you?"

Me: "I was born in '79." Mrs.

D: "Then you're younger than my husband."

Me: "Oh, sister-in-law."

She folded the pillows together, had me half-lying on the headboard, and spread my legs. She obediently knelt between my legs, bent down, and took my already limp penis into her mouth, licking and sucking while looking up at me with a playful smile. Encouraged by my sister-in-law, the little guy quickly became aroused again (my sister-in-law has a very strong sex drive, and the author's performance is excellent). My sister-in-law got up and sat on top of me, putting her nipple to my lips. I took it in, licking and sucking it in circles with my tongue while gently biting it with my teeth. At this moment, I felt my penis being slowly swallowed by my sister-in-law's fleshy ring, then coming out, then going in again, faster and faster. Our breathing became more and more rapid until we were almost suffocating (the description of entering and exiting is very vivid, it feels like we weren't wearing a condom). We adjusted the rhythm and position and continued our fierce battle. All the sensations in my body were concentrated on the two points of contact, and I didn't even notice Mr. D coming back and opening the door.

Mr. D took off his clothes again and got into bed, pulling his wife into his arms and starting to kiss her. I lifted her right leg from the side and entered her from behind, making a final, almost frantic thrust. The force of the thrusts had lost all gentleness, and my sister-in-law seemed to like this force and rhythm even more, and began to moan loudly. Potential energy accumulated again until time stopped, and my body, pressed tightly against my sister-in-law's buttocks, finally settled down.

Together with Mr. D, we laid my limp wife flat on the bed and covered her with a blanket (my sister-in-law was so comfortable she was practically paralyzed; the author is amazing at portraying women). I got up to wash in the bathroom. Mr. D said, "Tired? Have some late-night snacks." But at that moment, I was completely weak and had no appetite.

When I came out of the bathroom, the room lights were off, only the faint glow of the television flickered. Mrs. D was fast asleep, and Mr. D was sitting on the edge of the bed, gently patting her shoulder (a great husband, a loving couple).

The whole scene seemed to return to the moment I walked in three hours earlier, as if nothing had happened... (Back to the beginning, a fleeting glimpse).

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