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The only time my husband and I participated in group sex, and our feelings about it:
The two years from the Beijing Olympics to the Shanghai World Expo were the wildest time for us. Our child wasn't in school then, and our grandparents helped take care of him, so we had more free time and often participated in activities.

Back then, there were some well-known big names on couples' forums, like "Goose Feather Pen," "Goose Feather Sister-in-Law," and "Demon Girl." We were also VIPs on a large forum, but we didn't participate much in forum activities and weren't very well-known. Looking back now, it's been many years.

Many people on the forum have participated in group sex or small group sex. I've read some of their posts; small group sex usually involves three men and two women, or two women, or three couples. We participated in such activities a few years ago with a couple I was close to. Sometimes they brought a single man, or we brought a single man, and we had two small group sex sessions at their place—two couples and two single men, which I'd call small group sex.

Now, let me talk about group sex: it's several women and even more men playing together, group sex, or group sex.

We participated in group sex once, our only time. It was exciting and stimulating, but there were also many less enjoyable aspects.

Let me start by explaining how we got involved. It was the height of summer when Mr. Zhao, a couple we'd met twice before, contacted us. He mentioned another forum was organizing an event, and several couples had already participated. He asked if we wanted to join. They'd participated twice before, both times with several couples plus single men, and thought it was fantastic, so they invited us. We'd met Mr. Zhao and his wife a few times and had a good impression. Once, they even brought a single man—of course, with our consent—and that time was very exciting. So, we agreed to Mr. Zhao's invitation to participate in one of their events. We went to the forum, bought VIP memberships, got video verification, and registered.

Apparently, quite a few people registered, but not many actually participated; those without video verification couldn't participate.

In the end, it was either seven or eight couples, I can't quite remember, plus a few single men. The location was in a villa area within the greater Beijing area. It was

almost the end of summer that year, the sky was blue with white clouds, the air was much better—a rare treat. We picked up Professor Zhao and her husband first. Professor Zhao was a refined and cultured woman, clearly an associate professor at a prestigious 211 university. Her husband never revealed his identity, but he seemed to be either a junior manager at a state-owned enterprise or a civil servant—someone with a certain status. However, they were quite wild when they were having fun, acting neither like scholars nor leaders.

Following the address Professor Zhao gave us, we drove for over an hour before arriving. After registering at the entrance of the residential area, we were allowed to enter.

My first impression was that it was desolate. Although there were dozens of villas, almost none were lived in; they were still in their unfinished state. The villa area wasn't very clean either. As we drove further in, we occasionally saw a house that looked like it was occupied, followed by more empty rooms. Professor Zhao's husband said that either the houses hadn't sold yet, or they were being held by speculators, hoarding them to sell when prices rose. He added, "It's good that there are no people around; if they start calling out later, there won't be anyone listening at the window."

We weren't the first or the last to arrive; we were at a relatively opportune time.

The villa has one basement level and three floors above ground, with a total area of about 400-500 square meters. The first floor has a hall, dining room, etc. The second floor has three bedrooms, and the third floor has three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom. The basement is also like a large living room, with sofas, a TV, and a bit of a karaoke setup.

As it was getting dark, almost everyone had arrived: seven couples, eight or nine single men, more than ten men, eight women, and one single woman. They chatted on the first floor or sang karaoke in the basement. The hostess told everyone to be patient and wait until they had eaten before starting, to get to know each other first, and to get to know each other better after they received condoms. She reiterated the important points: change condoms when changing partners, change holes when changing condoms, and there was plenty of condoms.

Dinner was served at a table in their yard. After dinner, everyone was free to do whatever they wanted; everyone knew what was going on.

A few of us guys were watching TV, drinking, smoking, and chatting downstairs. The TV in the lobby was showing 24 women standing behind a stage; the host was bald, another bald man was sitting in a chair, and there was a dating show featuring mature women—a very popular program.

Soon, music started playing in the basement; people were singing, but there were also moaning sounds. They were already having sex in the basement.

While we were still chatting, Mr. Zhao's husband came over, wearing a tank top and slippers. He sat down and said he was having a great time, talking about his wife, saying he saw my wife upstairs with a man, and told me to go up and see. I said I'd join in later.

Mr. Zhao's husband, the male homeowner, another husband, and I drank some more before going to have some fun. I had sex with one woman, then went to the basement. There were several people there, some naked, some wearing lingerie, singing, and some having sex on the large sofa.

Except for the first floor, where no women were moaning, there were women moaning from the basement to the upstairs. The shouting was really loud. Teacher Zhao's voice was quite distinctive; I heard her as soon as I got to the second floor. The door was open, and they were having sex inside. The lady of the house was also in that room, and a man was having sex with her. Later, I took over and had sex with her.

My wife was on the third floor, sandwiched between two men, her upper body turned to the side as she hugged one of them and sucked on him. That was the scene when I first saw my wife that night.

I went back downstairs and drank and chatted with my two husbands for a while, which helped me recover.

When I saw my wife for the second time, she was still on the third floor, but in a different bedroom. She was kneeling on the bed, with one man in her mouth and another in her hand. A woman was lying on her side touching her breasts, and my wife was sticking her butt out, with a young man standing behind her, rapidly penetrating her. I went over, turned the woman over, and rubbed her for a while. Looking at my wife, I was so excited that I ejaculated after only a short time.

When I got off the bed, I slipped and almost pulled my balls off; my foot stepped on a condom.

I went to other rooms and slept with another woman. Feeling tired, I went downstairs to the living room to smoke, drink tea, and chat.

We left around 2 AM, with Mr. and Mrs. Zhao. I rested for a while and recovered, but my wife was exhausted. She leaned against something in the car, saying she had no energy. Mr. Zhao, sitting in the back, also looked listless.

I asked my wife how many men she slept with, and she said at least seven or eight, some even twice, with little rest in between. She said her genitals were sore. Mr. Zhao's husband said he had slept with several women and asked how it went. I said I only slept with four. Mr. Zhao, who had slept with seven or eight men, said his legs were so weak from using a vibrator. My wife said she couldn't stand the vibrations, and when others slept with her, she felt nothing.

After returning home, my wife rested for several days; her genitals were swollen for two days before healing.

A few days later, photos of us having fun there appeared on other forums. Even though we were face-to-face, I didn't want my privacy to be exposed so quickly. Seeing those photos made me angry and worried. I was worried that others, especially acquaintances, would see the photos of me. There were also photos of my wife—two, one of her back, one behind her, one in front. One was a frontal shot; her upper body was being pressed down by a man, and he was touching her breast, but his face wasn't visible. Teacher Zhao was in a worse situation; there was a photo where her face was visible, just a black-rimmed glasses covering her eyes, and a stick in her mouth. I recognized her immediately. But back then, phone cameras weren't very clear; 2 megapixels was considered impressive, unlike now, where 12 megapixels is the starting point.

Let's leave aside the phone camera issue and talk about group sex. At the time, it felt very exciting and enjoyable. But not long after, in 2011, the photos of three couples from Kunming, or perhaps the Lujiang couple, or the "Bracelet Sister"—these three couples whose faces were still circulating online—resurfaced and became a hot topic. They were doxxed, and the internet was abuzz with rumors. Their names and workplaces were clearly listed. Whether the information was true or not, it had a significant impact on us.

We can't participate in such activities anymore; we need to control ourselves. Otherwise, if it gets publicized, the best outcome is to flee to a distant place like Yizhi Duxiu and never return. If we're not so lucky, at best we'll be arrested and imprisoned like Professor Ma Xiaohai; at worst,

we might jump into a river or off a building. Therefore, whether it's threesomes or swapping, we must be careful to protect our privacy. After all, China still has a law against group sex, and it's because of this law that incidents like the Ma Xiaohai case occurred. Some countries don't have this law, such as the US, the small UK, and Poland, a medieval power that was partitioned four times. Otherwise, where would we find sex legends and XXX world competitions? Japan probably doesn't have it either; they have those late-night shows on Japanese television where the whole family watches together. But regardless of whether this law exists, in our country, while many people participate in threesomes, it's still not widely accepted, perhaps due to our education and the mindset of many.

In any case, we must protect our privacy. Don't post photos that show your face, or completely cover your face; don't show framed pictures at home. Protecting your own and your friends' privacy is crucial.

My wife once went to a hotel with a man and was filmed. It wasn't long, but it was uploaded to the famous 91 website, and although it's been many years, it's still visible. My wife was bent over, and before the man penetrated her, he gestured with his finger towards 91 and even made a verification. The video quality wasn't good; it was shaky. Although I couldn't see my wife's face, I recognized her body and voice. She said she filmed it with her phone for several minutes, agreeing not to film her face. She even showed it to him afterward, confirming there was no face visible. She asked him to delete it, and he promised, but he didn't keep his word. Thankfully, he still had some principles; he didn't film her face. I've seen clear videos and photos of faces on 91 and other platforms. With the internet so developed now, it's easy to find out who someone is. Remember to protect your privacy and learn to protect others' privacy, especially single men. Don't flaunt your achievements by posting photos that show your face, or photos with only a narrow black frame obscuring your eyes, or photos with a thin layer of pixelation. Be a responsible and ethical single man.

Over the years, we've shrunk our circle, but we still go out occasionally. However, we don't do group sex as much anymore. Mr. and Mrs. Zhao prefer group sex, saying it's only really fun with three or more couples. They invited us to participate in similar activities, but we declined, prioritizing safety.

Now, our activities with our spouses are basically limited to fixed partners, fixed single men, and sometimes just us doing our own thing. At most, it's just two couples and one or two single men having a small group sex session.

Small group sex events occasionally happen between us and another couple, but more often it's just the two couples having fun together for a while—eating, chatting, having sex, resting, and then more sex. This has been going on for several years, and our relationship has evolved from that kind of relationship to a friendship in life, but it's more of a friend-plus-bedroom relationship.

Group sex is exciting and stimulating, but we won't participate anymore. Small-scale, safe, and still enjoyable.

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