Reposted from a wife's account of a 3P story

We are a loving couple. Although we are ordinary, we share a common ideal and hobby that led us to choose the most beautiful scenery in sex – infidelity and threesomes. Below is our honest experience, which we would like to share with you, hoping to exchange ideas with those who share similar feelings. The passage of time has made our marriage last three years. We used to explore the world of sex together, experiencing and trying the beautiful moments in our sex life. We never considered such a forward-thinking idea (threesomes and infidelity). From boundless passion to calm sex, life seemed to pass by in a bland and tasteless way. We always thought that was just how life was. After we got a computer at home, my husband developed a new hobby—surfing the internet. He liked to browse pornographic websites and shared his feelings and opinions about them with me. I just laughed it off; men are all a bit lewd, and besides, he liked it online, so I didn't pay much attention. Until one day, my husband brought up the topic of couples swapping partners and threesomes. I was shocked. How could such a private and secret matter between husband and wife be swapped and shared with another person? I disagreed and maintained this different viewpoint with my husband. One day, I received a call from Qiang, my first love from vocational school. He talked at length about how much he missed me after we separated and asked me to meet him at a hotel. My woman's intuition told me that while we had been intimate in the past, we had never crossed any lines. But this time, things might be different, and I might be doomed. Qiang was indeed an excellent man, but various reasons separated us, preventing me from fulfilling our promises. His arrival today filled me with mixed emotions, stirring up countless feelings within me. My unusual behavior didn't escape my husband's notice, and after repeated questioning, I told him the truth. He was at a loss for what to do, so I spoke first, suggesting I either not go to see him or go with him. At this point, he declared: "To love someone is to give them freedom," a promise he would always keep. I hugged him tightly and said, "You are the one I love. Thank you for giving me this freedom, but I still want to be your only woman." After calming down, my husband thought for a moment and said to me, "You should still go. No matter what, I will always love you." With my husband's strong support, I felt much more at ease. Regardless of the outcome, with my husband's understanding, our marriage and our love would never change; perhaps it fulfilled some of the ideas he had expressed online. That evening, my husband took me to the hotel. In a secluded corner, he hugged me tightly, gave me a deep kiss, and explained some issues and things to be careful about. In particular, he told me to put my phone in my handbag so he could hear about my time with Qiang at home and share it with me. I smiled and scolded him, "You're so naughty." I told my husband to hurry back. After watching him leave, I felt even more confident and went straight to the 8th floor of the hotel. Outside Qiang's room, I called my husband on my cell phone, then knocked and went in. Qiang was very courteous; he didn't act immediately but warmly greeted me and ordered a waiter to bring two bottles of wine. I, who never drinks, unknowingly drank a few glasses under his hospitality. My face slowly turned rosy as I drank. We chatted about everything under the sun, and it felt like we were back in our first love days. Qiang was still the same as before, holding my hand and gently kissing my face. I felt that Qiang was more mature and manly than before. At this moment, Qiang's hands began to wander over my chest and unbuttoned my clothes, reaching for my breasts. I felt a jolt of jealousy and let him do as he pleased. Qiang's hands slowly moved down, touching a woman's most private area. I hugged Qiang tightly and said, "Did you bring it?" "Qiang asked knowingly, 'You don't have an IUD?'" "

No, I've never had one." "Actually, I do have one, but it's been so many years." Qiang was just worried about safety, and besides, this was a precaution her husband had given her. Qiang understood and went out to use a condom. I took out my phone and asked my husband, who had been eavesdropping at home. He said it was very exciting, and that my performance was excellent. I scolded him and asked for his opinion, saying, "It might still be possible to back out now." My husband replied confidently, "I'm fine with it, you shouldn't give up halfway." I smiled knowingly. At this moment, Qiang knocked on the door. I told my husband the best was yet to come, and he could listen slowly. I put my phone in my bag, opened a crack, and placed it on the bedside table so my husband could experience what it was like to be a cuckold. Qiang came back and hugged me, wanting to get down to business. I pushed him away and went into the bathroom to shower. Warm currents flowed down my body, slowly washing away the effects of the alcohol. I thought about how soon I would belong to another man, while my husband was on the other side. When I came out of the bathroom, I was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. Qiang didn't wait for me to get on top of him. He carried me to the bed and pinned me down, gently kissing my ear and saying: "I've been waiting for this day for so long, it feels like an eternity." Qiang wrapped one arm around my neck, while his other hand slowly moved upwards from under my nightgown, purposefully and methodically unhooking my bra and pulling off my upper nightgown as well. My white, round breasts were now fully exposed. Qiang then quickly removed his own clothes, his strong body revealing his erect penis. He pressed down on me again, and I gently hugged him, stroking his back. His skin was rougher than my husband's, his muscles more defined, and his penis, though smaller, was large and hard, moving between my legs. Qiang's hands continued to caress my breasts, his tongue entering my mouth, licking and kissing. I could clearly feel my genitals were already very wet, and my hand involuntarily caressed Qiang's penis, feeling its heat, hardness, and size. Then he kissed me deeply, lingering on my breasts, sucking on my nipples and licking them back and forth with his tongue; sometimes he would suck on my nipples and not let go; a series of pleasures followed in my wet vagina. Qiang's hands were also busy, stroking down to the edge of my vagina, pulling off my underwear, moving around my vagina, repeatedly stimulating that area. It aroused countless desires in me. When Qiang's hand touched the entrance of my vagina, he suddenly and quickly inserted it into my vagina, then slowed down and groped for it. Under his caresses, my vagina had no choice but to accept its fate, and I was embarrassed to be so wet in front of Qiang. Qiang's hand kept gently stroking a spot in my vagina, the G-spot that my husband had searched for a long time to find, and Qiang found it so quickly. I couldn't help but moan softly. Qiang slowly kissed down, kissing my inner and outer thighs, one hand on my buttocks, the other already back The peaks of my breasts, a woman's most beautiful sight, were revealed to him without any attempt to conceal them. Qiang's tongue gently swept across my thighs, repeatedly licking the outer labia majora. I felt itchy and numb, and a tingling sensation near the vaginal opening. I began to curl up, my legs moving involuntarily, emitting soft moans. Qiang took one of my labia into his mouth, sweeping it with his tongue, then switching to the other labia, gently taking both labia into his mouth at the same time, sucking them together, and using his tongue to insert and withdraw between the two labia, sweeping horizontally. I felt incredibly good. Qiang's tongue then moved to the tip of my clitoris; sometimes his tongue flicked upwards from below the clitoris; sometimes it flicked the clitoris from side to side; and sometimes he pressed my clitoris with his tongue. Finally, he took my clitoris into his mouth and stirred it around with his tongue. This sudden and rapid rhythm made me moan, the pleasure surging upwards, and I achieved an orgasm without penile penetration. My heart yearned for Qiang to penetrate me quickly, to relieve my immediate urgency. At that moment, Qiang put on a condom, and I knew in my heart that my second virginity was gone forever. When Qiang pressed down heavily, his penis gently rubbed against the entrance of my vagina. My wet vagina opened slightly, it was incredibly uncomfortable. Qiang's penis plunged in deeply, and I cried out, tightly hugging Qiang. A long-awaited desire had finally come to fruition. My vagina was filled to the brim with Qiang's hard penis. I silently enjoyed the sweet feeling of being made by a man, waves of tingling pleasure washing over me. Long-dormant emotions were stirred up like a surging tide. My restless mind was filled with a strange impulse, and a strong desire for a man surged within me in an instant. Qiang's penis slowly twisted inside me, passionately kissing every part of my upper body. My pleasure surged impatiently, and I whispered to Qiang: "You've killed me." This was perhaps the intense stimulation for Qiang; he launched a furious attack on me, the rhythmic, rapid sounds of organs and flesh colliding, along with my constant moans, creating a symphony of sex between me and a man. The rapid movements were incredibly stimulating. With each powerful thrust from Qiang, pleasure gradually built up, spreading from my vagina throughout my body. My entire body became abnormally sensitive, experiencing an indescribable pleasure; the tingling and itching desire inside was suddenly satisfied.

I was unaware of my husband's feelings about overhearing us at home; I only wanted to share the pleasure of sex with the man before me. "Ahhh!" With each cry, Qiang's primal urge erupted like a volcano, surging forth uncontrollably. My vagina contracted in waves, tightly gripping Qiang's penis. Waves of his warm fluid were released deep within my vagina. Qiang and I held each other tightly, our sexual passion reaching its peak. The passion slowly subsided, but Qiang still pressed against me. My vagina felt that his penis hadn't softened; it was still a little hard. Confused, I asked Qiang what was happening. He said he hadn't experienced this before; it only happened with me. Perhaps his vagina was special, very tight and contracting, sucking on the penis—a top-tier vagina among women. Because Qiang was much heavier than my husband, I felt a little overwhelmed after the passion subsided, and Qiang reluctantly let go. After cleaning him up, he kissed my vagina and breasts for a while. We hugged tenderly for a long time. Qiang asked if I wanted to go home, and I said, "How can I not go home? My husband is waiting for me at home." Qiang then asked if my husband knew about my date. I didn't answer, and touched Qiang's penis with my hand. My God, it was still hard. Qiang asked if I wanted more, and I nodded. Qiang put on a condom, spread my legs, and his penis went straight in, and he started fucking me fiercely again. The pleasure that hadn't completely subsided surged up again without me realizing it. Qiang then went to the doggy style position, changed positions several times, and finally climbed on top of me and ejaculated. I hugged Qiang tightly again, and another orgasm came! It was late when I got home. As soon as I entered, my husband hugged me tightly. I felt like a child who had done something wrong, burying my flushed face in his chest, unable to face him. He carried me into the bedroom and put me on the bed. He quickly undressed me and then stripped me naked. He gently stroked my vaginal opening with his penis, and soon thrust it in. I felt that my husband's penis was incredibly hard, which was a bit unbelievable. We had made love the night before last. He usually only makes love once a week, but when he does, he can go on for an hour. He's a real man. For the next three or four days, he had no interest in sex. Tonight was another unpredictable night, yet his penis was so hard. Could it be that my husband was right, that life really does need passion? After my husband penetrated me, he pressed himself against me and didn't move. He said he had overheard me and Qiang having sex on the phone and felt like I was a substitute for him, allowing him to experience womanly sex while being a man. Hearing his endless sweet talk, my vagina quickly became wet, but he didn't dare to make a strong thrust. I asked him if he was being silly down there. He said it was because Qiang and I had been stimulating him, and he almost ejaculated while eavesdropping. Now that he was inside me, he was even more afraid to move. He kept kissing my face, lips, and breasts, reminiscing about my affair. He asked me many questions about how I felt compared to another man. I honestly told him my feelings. Just as I was getting into it, he pulled his penis out. I asked him what happened, and he said he couldn't stand the stimulation anymore. When he pulled out, he always liked to kiss and taste my vagina, looking for differences from vaginas that had been used before. He said the color had become rosier, fuller, and more alluring, like a budding flower, its center glistening with dew—so beautiful! I love you, my wife! He thrust his penis deep into my vagina, pounding violently. His penis was longer than Qiang's, and each thrust penetrated deep into the core of my vagina, indulging me completely in my wetness. I moaned and cried out from within. I had been somewhat restrained in front of Qiang, but this was my husband, the man I had made love with for so many years. Tonight, under the frenzy of his long and hard penis, my vagina tightly contracted and enveloped his penis. With his wolf-like howl, he held me tightly and ejaculated. He ejaculated directly inside my vagina, unlike when we had a condom between us. The situation was quite different. Thinking about tonight, in different circumstances, with two different men, sharing two different penises, I was filled with boundless passion. I embraced my husband tightly, feeling the ecstatic pleasure of his penis penetrating my body and reaching the core of my vagina. We spent a romantic and passionate night together. In the days that followed, Qiang and I had several more sexual encounters, all arranged by my husband. Each time, I made Qiang wear a condom, and my husband would eavesdrop on the phone. Once, my husband even secretly installed a hidden camera at home to film Qiang and me having sex, which we then shared with him afterwards. My husband is very clever and capable; he remembers other people's sexy strengths and uses them for his own purposes, which greatly benefits our sex life and deepens our relationship. My husband has asked me several times if it's possible for Qiang and me to be sexy at the same time, what people call a threesome.I also asked Qiang, but he couldn't believe it, so we gave up. My husband asked me to be careful of men who showed interest in me. He wanted a safe man to ejaculate before having sex with him. Many men have been eyeing me, but I'm never quite right for them. Most are locals, which could cause trouble. More importantly, most men these days are dangerous. I don't feel safe. Even though I could use a condom, I'm afraid he might suddenly penetrate me if he doesn't want to. One day, my husband asked me to accompany him to visit him in prison. I took leave and went with him. In a prison visiting room, I met Wen. He was as handsome as my husband. Wen was a former bank manager, sentenced to six years for using his salary to start a company. He was three months away from release. On the way back, my husband asked me how I felt about Wen. I said it was okay. My husband said Wen was a suitable candidate for a threesome, especially since it was safe. I silently agreed. After Wen came out, her husband talked to her a lot about threesomes. Wen couldn't believe how fast society had progressed. Her husband pretended not to hear and gave Wen advice, telling her to make a political move on me. Wen did not disappoint her husband, and of course, I also understood her intentions. After a week of phone conversations and physical contact with Wen, I told my husband that the time was almost right. Her husband said it was time. That day, Wen came to my house. We had dinner with Wen at a hotel, and we all drank some wine. After singing a few songs, we went back to our rooms. My husband made an excuse to leave and then called Wen, saying that if he didn't get what he wanted, I should call him again. My husband and I had already agreed not to give Wen a private opportunity, because if we did, it would be difficult for him to have a threesome. Later events proved that we were right. Because I had prepared in advance, I wore a rather sexy dress to meet Wen. After my husband left, Wen said to me, "Close your eyes, I have a gift for you." After I closed my eyes, Wen kissed me. I smiled and accepted it. Wen then picked me up and caressed me. I didn't resist much and just complied. Wen carried me to the bed, his hands lingering on my high breasts. His nervousness made him flustered. I knew very well what Wen had felt and longed for in a woman over the past six years. Wen's hand touched my vagina. I pushed him away, gave him a kiss, and went to the bathroom to lock the door. No matter how much Wen knocked from the outside, I wouldn't open it. A while later, I heard Wen call her husband and say no; soon her husband arrived, and I went outside. He carried me to the bed and kissed me. Wen, seizing the opportunity, also got onto the other side of the bed. My husband took off my upper clothes, revealing my full, snow-white breasts, which revealed a beautiful cleavage. My full, alluring breasts stood high, topped with ripe cherry-like nipples. My husband and Wen lay on either side of me, gently licking and kissing my earlobes and the base of my ears. Then, they slowly took my entire ear into their mouths, licking my ear canals and ears with the tips of their tongues, their tongues probing into my ear canals, gently rolling and licking. My husband's licks entered my mouth, full of tenderness. Wen continued to caress and kiss my firm breasts, gently sliding her fingers along the edges of my breasts while her tongue moved. At this moment, my husband... He leaned over me, holding me tightly in his arms, one hand stroking my hair, the other my chest, kissing my lips and whispering words of love. I felt a sense of security with my husband there. My hand touched his penis, a penis I knew all too well. My other hand caressed Wen's penis, about the same size as his, only a little shorter and coarser. Both penises were hard and erect, their dark pubic hair smooth and glossy. My husband and Wen slowly kissed my lower body, their bodies on either side of me, their penises erect against my chest. I first stroked each penis against my nipples, then kissed my husband's penis while my other hand caressed Wen's. I played with each penis in one hand, carefully comparing and admiring them, pressing my tongue against their erect forms. Simultaneously, they licked and kissed both penises, their glans pressed together, their tongues swirling and kneading the two shafts while sliding between them. My husband and Wen slowly parted my round, smooth thighs, removing my underwear. My flat stomach, rounded buttocks, and at the junction of my full, white thighs lay the mysterious black area! They gazed greedily at my snow-white, smooth skin, slightly flushed, my plump, white body possessing beautiful curves. My vagina was like a budding flower, with abundant pubic hair. Beneath that thick black pubic hair, the soft mons pubis rose slightly, the lower part of the mons pubis, the tightly closed vulva, concealing a patch of spring within—all revealed before the two men. Their soft tongues swept across my vagina in turn, their lips and tongues already moving towards my clitoris… My anus and labia were stretched deep inside me. I lay there limply, my hands constantly tending to two penises, my vagina opening and closing uncontrollably, overflowing with fluid. I wanted them to penetrate me quickly; I couldn't take it anymore. At this moment, my husband lay down, gesturing for me to get on top. I climbed on top of him, forming a 69 position, taking his penis into my mouth, raising my buttocks for him to penetrate. My husband spread my vagina open from below, allowing him to insert his hard penis into my vagina. I couldn't help but cry out. My husband saw me being penetrated, and I felt the penis in my mouth was very hard, with some semen leaking out. My husband stroked my vulva, which was being penetrated and moved by him, watching my excited expression as I was being penetrated by another man. I finally experienced this kind of passion I had never felt before. I was dazed, my mind going blank. At this moment, he probably couldn't hold on any longer and pulled his penis out. My husband then... Wen then inserted his penis into my mouth, and just as he was about to ejaculate, he switched to another, alternating the thrusts into my vagina. My vagina contracted repeatedly, waves of pleasure washing over me. I moaned and cried out, feeling the intense impact of the penis in wave after wave of orgasm. My husband lay down below me, facing me. I climbed on top of him in the same position, inserting his penis into my vagina. I raised my hips so Wen could insert his penis into my vagina from behind. Perhaps my vagina was a bit narrow, as Wen tried several times without success. Later, Wen used his hand to pry open the end of my vagina near my anus, and only then could he barely insert it. At the moment of insertion, all three of us cried out simultaneously. A breakthrough had been achieved! They had inserted both of their penises into my tight, narrow vagina at once! Two tightly closed... My labia majora enveloped both glans, and I felt a slight pain in my vagina, yet I couldn't help but moan. They noticed me, and stopped thrusting, only slowly withdrawing after a short while. As soon as one penis withdrew to the vaginal opening, the other immediately plunged deep inside. With each thrust, my labia were stretched apart, their glans rubbing against my warm, delicate inner walls, the sensation traveling from their penises straight to their hearts… Their penises were gripped tightly by my incredibly narrow vagina, which felt even tighter with two penises, each insertion filling me completely. My vagina felt swollen and itchy at the same time. Their penises rhythmically moved in and out, turning my moans into frantic screams. The experience we were enjoying was a once-in-a-lifetime, once-in-a-century sensation. Amidst my screams, the two men were going wild… Simultaneously, they thrust in and out, my vagina being impacted by the changing sensations of their penises. As they pulled me tightly into their embrace, both penises vied to ejaculate onto my cervix, waves of tingling pleasure washing over my entire body! My cries grew louder, like waves of desire surging and crashing, the overlapping orgasms lingering long afterward. Deep in my heart, I am always deeply grateful to my husband; he gave me the joy of being a woman, allowing me to experience the most beautiful scenery of other men. I asked my husband if he and Wen had practiced with other women that day, given their excellent and harmonious performance. He said it was the result of collecting many articles about threesomes with Wen. Now, Qiang and Wen are both in the past. Qiang has settled abroad, and Wen has gone to an open city in the south. Although we still keep in touch occasionally, it's... There is no sexual relationship. Because we have had a 3P, we no longer want to have an affair with Qiang. We heard that he stopped picking up the pieces later, so we gave him a no-show. I have always wanted to find a woman for my husband so that I can enjoy their sexiness, but I have never been able to. After all, such things are still subject to great restrictions in today's society. Now I feel that it is more practical for couples to exchange partners, which can be done in a long-term, friendly way. We started by having four people exchange partners in one room. After doing the same thing many times, when we felt safe and that it would not harm either of our families, we then started to have regular interactions in the following ways: (1) Individual interaction, that is, the husband and the other party and the wife, the other party's husband and the other party, separate sexiness, the time and place are determined by each group. In this way, each person can treat their partner as a date with a lover, which is romantic and passionate. (2) 3P with 2 women and 1 man: (3) 3P with 2 men and 1 woman.(3) 3P with 2 men and 1 woman.(3) 3P with 2 men and 1 woman.

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