Classic 3P (top)

My wife and I both have respectable professions and live a comfortable but not extravagant middle-class life. To be honest,
my wife isn't the demure, classical beauty type; her features are striking, her figure slender yet voluptuous,
and her skin, especially, is dazzlingly fair—the kind that arouses lust. I often feel fortunate
to have such a beautiful wife, the kind others envy. I enjoy having her accompany me to various parties and relish
the envious and eager glances from others.

My wife is a wonderful woman to me and our family. Before marriage, although she had relationships with other men,
she never had sexual relations with any of them. After marriage, I occasionally heard her mention being "groped" by some colleagues at work,
but it was only something like touching her thigh or pinching her breasts; in short, she has never
had sexual relations with any other man besides me. I, on the other hand, am different. Due to work and business, I've secretly had affairs with
quite a few women. But in reality, I feel that no woman outside of marriage can replace her.

This peaceful life lasted for six years; my wife's gentle nature and beautiful body brought me endless
joy. As couples spend more time together, their feelings deepen, but some sensations slowly fade. Like
intimacy, the passion, sweetness, and tenderness remain, but the blushing, heart-pounding excitement,
the electric shock of skin-to-skin contact, the shy, reserved struggles—all are gone. This is inevitable; we are too familiar, too intimate.
In fact, these feelings are very beautiful, but if possible, I wish to experience something entirely new with my wife
.

I always looked forward to that exciting moment, and when it finally arrived, I felt like I was dreaming.

It started one night in early November. As usual, my wife and I liked to talk before bed
, discussing the pleasure and wonder sex brings us while making love. My wife and I have always had a very
good relationship; we share almost everything. We've tried various sexual techniques, some I taught,
others learned from pornography. I don't know if other couples do this, but I know what we do
is perfectly normal.

My wife told me she read an article in the magazine *Ren Zhi Chu* about three families and six men and
women engaging in sexual activity. My wife's department is mostly young people, and they subscribe to
all sorts of magazines. Magazines like *The Beginning of Man* and *Family, Society and Life* are among her favorites to read in her spare time.

She's discussed her thoughts on some articles with me in the past, touching on topics like sex and lovers,
and I enjoy discussing these issues with her. Neither of us is embarrassed; in fact, our
discussions often lead to more exciting and stimulating encounters.

The magazine article about a six-person party stirred up a lot of emotions in me, a mix of
feelings, and I hoped she could provide some new thrills.

Like many couples, I've also imagined my wife having sex with multiple men,
telling her these stories during kisses and caresses in bed, arousing her to the point of ecstasy,
leading to our shared climax.

After the passion subsided, my wife always thought I was just creating the atmosphere; such a thing is completely impossible in real life.
My wife is a virtuous and conservative woman, a fact confirmed by our years of marriage.

However, my wife's impulse also reflects a common characteristic of women: the desire to experience more men
. This awareness is firmly rooted in a woman's mind, even though many women never dare to cross that line in their entire lives
. When we talk about it after experiencing intense pleasure, we both absolutely believe it could never happen to us
; we are unaware, or perhaps unwilling to be aware, of this transgressive desire within ourselves.

I can't convince myself to encourage her to find a lover. Letting my wife go to other men in my life is something
I can't bear, and besides, she would think I don't love her. A husband and wife each having their own affairs is also unacceptable; that would
make family life chaotic and devoid of any enjoyment, and besides, it's not much
different from encouraging her to find a lover.

A man's desire to possess a woman compels me to keep my wife bound to my chariot.
I don't appreciate casual sex; my wife's sexual activities are not under my watchful eye, and she would
think men treat women as playthings for sexual stimulation, which is detrimental to our relationship. I only
allow my wife to experience sexual pleasure under my complete control.

Therefore, I considered a threesome. I'll arrange everything, find a stranger to participate, and I'll control
the situation.

I naturally have my own design for the game: although my wife is nearly thirty, her beautiful face and full,
mature figure are even more charming and attractive to men… We'll find a stranger
to play a three-person game—two men against one woman—the currently popular three-person group sex activity,
or even a hybrid activity. It can also be called double-gun attack, sharing a beautiful wife, two dragons and one phoenix,
three-person battle, fighting two heroes, two men sharing a wife, etc. In short, it's a sex game between two men and one woman! After it's over ,
we'll be strangers, with no further contact. I believe my wife won't fall in love with someone else during this one extramarital affair
. Even if she does, because we can't contact each other afterward, such emotional fluctuations will gradually subside. This way of solving
the problem is perhaps the most acceptable way for me.

After my wife finished recounting the six-person party, I didn't comment as usual. Instead,
I resorted to my old trick , imagining the details of multiple men playing sexual games with my wife, enticing her into a passionate frenzy with me.

After calming down, I seriously told my wife, "We can find a stranger to play a
threesome—two men to one woman."

My wife asked me, puzzled, why I had such an idea.

I told her my thoughts: Love is selfless, but love and sex are separate.
Should a man only have sex with one woman his whole life, and a woman only have sex with one man?
I believe that as long as there is love, it doesn't matter if a man only has sex with his wife, or a wife only has sex with her husband. As long as we
deeply love other, that's enough. Why insist on exclusivity? Besides, the pleasure of sex and the pleasure of love are two different kinds of
pleasure. There's no need to force them to be the same. Love is unique, while sex is infinite.

A woman's youth fades quickly. My wife has been with me for so many years and given so much. I hope...
I wanted to compensate her. I wanted my wife to experience pleasure and happiness in sexual games.

My wife still couldn't accept this reality. She sighed, unable to imagine what it would feel like to be with a strange man.
Perhaps she could accept it more if it happened between acquaintances.

I understood my wife's thoughts; women are more accepting of familiar men. In a woman's eyes, wine gets better with age
, ginger gets spicier with age, and a familiar man she's known for many years might help her overcome her psychological barriers to sex.

But I'm a rational, or rather selfish, person in this regard. I absolutely wouldn't allow such a
thing to happen between acquaintances. Regardless of the potential emotional entanglements my wife might cause with them and the trouble it would bring to the family, as
a man, giving my wife away to acquaintances and friends would be incredibly shameful.

I patiently explained the consequences to my wife: if such a thing happened between acquaintances, it would be awkward for everyone to meet in the future,
and they might not even be able to remain friends. Moreover, playing such a game is different from adultery. The man's wife often
doesn't know about the game. Once the spouse finds out, it will not only cause conflict in the other family but also severely damage the reputation of
all three , bringing immeasurable losses to the family and their careers. The risk is too great. Furthermore, if my wife
develops feelings for someone she knows, the situation will become even more complicated, and the consequences even more unpredictable.

My wife found my analysis very reasonable and said it would be best to find strangers from out of town to visit, and
forget about locals. I told her not to be so absolute; even if she didn't know someone in the city, she could still invite them over. My wife said she was afraid of
running into acquaintances, and I reassured her that the city was so big, with millions of people, it was unlikely to be that coincidental, and I had
my own way of avoiding awkward situations.

My method for avoiding encounters with acquaintances is: to find them online and contact them through the internet. My wife asked skeptically: "Are there really
people like that?" I laughed and said there are plenty of such people online. My wife doesn't use computers, let alone go online; she
knows very little about some of the new ways of interacting between men and women reflected online. My specific steps are: first,
to communicate with the online friend to gauge their character; I absolutely will not allow vulgar people to contact and harm my wife. If things go well,
I ask the other person to send a photo to avoid encountering acquaintances, and at the same time, let my wife get a feel for the other person's appearance to decide
whether to meet them in person. If we can meet in person, we can have real contact and communication, allowing both parties
the right to choose each other. If there are no problems, then we can book a room and move to the substantive stage.

I discussed this with my wife late into the night, asking her if she agreed with my idea. She sleepily replied
, "You handle everything, I'll listen to you."

That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, excited. My wife slept soundly beside me. I couldn't help but wonder,
her calm demeanor—had she really agreed? On one hand, the thought of my wife being with someone else made me feel
a pang of jealousy, but on the other hand, if she really took that step, I felt I had done right
by her, and a sense of relief washed over me…

The next evening, my wife visited a friend, and I stayed home, browsing the internet in my city on Sina. My
username was "Couple Online," and immediately five or six netizens contacted me.

During our conversations, I felt they were either of poor character or didn't have photos, so I eliminated them without hesitation
.

Regarding my search for a partner, most netizens asked almost the same two questions: "Is it because you're
not good in that area?" and "Is your wife too demanding?"

These people lack a deep understanding of sex, which is both laughable and frustrating.

Finally, a netizen from Beijing contacted me, saying he was 30 years old and would be in the city on a business trip the next day, and that he could understand
this lifestyle. During our conversation, I thought he seemed alright, and he eventually sent me his photo via email.
I replied that I would decide after my wife returned.

When my wife came back, I immediately showed her the netizen's photo. My wife laughed and said, "You actually took it seriously?
I was so sleepy last night, I only agreed to date you because I wanted to go to bed..." It was like a blow to the head; I was truly stunned!

I pulled my wife down to sit and asked her to take a closer look at the netizen, recommending that the young man was good-looking and quite handsome. But
my wife was more interested in the vase next to the young man in the photo, praising its uniqueness and beauty, and saying that
we should buy a vase like that sometime...

Last night's efforts were wasted. I could only obediently watch TV with my wife, trying to coax her with kind words, afraid she
might misunderstand me…

However, I was still unwilling to give up after her rejection.

After getting into bed, I imagined a threesome to tease her, arousing her greatly. At that moment, I lovingly
told my wife that I was doing this because I truly loved her, it was an expression of my love for her, I wanted my beloved
wife to be happy, but I wouldn't allow anyone to take her away; this was the best way to play the game.

My wife, deeply moved by the passion, said that my thoughts showed a man's love for his wife had reached its highest
level, and she agreed to let me help her find a stranger online. She said the one in Beijing was indeed handsome, and I could reply to him.

The next morning, I immediately replied to the online friend, agreeing to meet and giving him my phone number.

That evening, my wife had a dinner engagement, so I stayed home and went online. The online friend didn't reply, and I was somewhat disappointed. I felt that such
things had to be done while the iron was hot; I was afraid my wife would change her mind if I waited too long.

I continued browsing Sina's chat room, and a netizen contacted me. I felt this netizen's manner of speaking was rather poor, and his sexual
intentions were overly obvious. He asked about my wife's looks and whether she was willing to have sex, which was very offensive. My
wife and I both oppose perverted sexual behavior. He was very eager to meet immediately, even saying he had his identification with him and
would book a hotel room immediately if possible. He told me his identity, saying he was a soldier, and gave me his phone number.

I thought that soldiers, separated from their families, often have strong desires in this area, but I really didn't appreciate his manner of speaking
. I decided to use him as a test, letting my wife meet him, just to give her some experience.
I definitely wouldn't play a threesome with him.

I immediately called my wife to ask if her dinner party was over. She said she was in a friend's car, already on her way home
. Learning from the previous day's experience, fearing my wife might change her mind, I lied and said she should call me when she got home
, and I would go for a walk with her. My wife was very happy to hear this and said she would let me know when she got home.

I met my wife downstairs, opened the car door for her, and she asked in surprise, "Didn't we say we were going for a walk
?" I laughed and replied, "Let's go for a drive; it's been a long time since we've had one." My wife said the food was too...
I was full and really wanted to take a walk to digest. However, she still got into the car with me, and I drove straight to the agreed-upon location.

My wife chattered on and on about the dinner party. That evening, a colleague was celebrating his housewarming and
had invited my wife and more than 20 colleagues from his workplace to his home. The men at the dinner table drank a lot and became quite boisterous. At
this point, my wife paused. Knowing her temperament, I knew something was wrong. So I asked if someone had offended
her. She nodded and continued to tell me that while everyone was drinking and making a ruckus, Director Liu from her workplace
drunkenly moved up to her, put his arm around her shoulder, adjusted her collar, and then, under the guise of touching her fair neck,
said with feigned concern, "Your clothes are very beautiful, but unfortunately, the collar isn't turned up properly."

The man's eyes revealed a shameless lewdness. My wife had dressed carefully before going out and wouldn't have been inappropriately
dressed . She knew he was deliberately taking advantage of her, but in front of everyone, she couldn't say anything, and she
felt extremely uncomfortable.

Director Liu is bald and known for his womanizing ways in his workplace, but he's also cheerful and witty, often
surrounded by a large group of women. I know him. In the past, I would have been furious if I'd known about this
, but now, while I still felt uncomfortable, I thought it was just colleagues flirting, nothing too
outrageous, and there was no need to take it too seriously. Besides, my eagerness to get my wife to meet him online seemed to lessen my resentment towards
Director Liu .

I comforted my wife, saying, "He's had too much to drink. Don't take him seriously. If he goes too far later, tell me,
and I'll deal with him..."

After a few words of reassurance, I cautiously asked her if she wanted to meet him online. She asked what kind of
person he was, and I replied that he was a soldier.

As we approached the agreed-upon location, I pulled the car over and said, "Is it just a meeting? I
don't want to do anything tonight. Consider it a little exercise for yourself." My wife realized I was serious and angrily
refused, "Hey...you're not serious, are you? I always thought you were just joking. This won't do, will it? I
have a husband too. If you want to see him, go see him yourself. I'm not seeing him!"

The plan fell through. The drive home was silent, and I could
n't describe the feeling. My wife's loyalty moved me deeply, but her inability to take that step left me bewildered. I told her I loved her deeply and
asked her not to have any other thoughts.

Seeing my gloomy face, my wife softened her tone and said, "I don't like soldiers, and besides, I'm not
in the mood tonight...give me some time to adjust, okay?"

Back home, we went to bed, and I earnestly tried to persuade her: a modern woman should be
adventurous and ready to embrace challenges. I really wanted to find a man to play with her, so I suggested we find one, and we
could play a threesome, so she could have more fun. You're almost 30. Life is short. You should
do what your heart truly desires while you're young. Wouldn't it be great to experience different men? I really want you
to try different men, really!

My wife says that as long as I'm with her often, that's enough. She doesn't want to play these games, afraid of hurting my feelings
.

I comforted her, saying, "It's all my choice. Extramarital sex is a supplement to marriage
. As long as she doesn't fall in love with someone else and her feelings belong to me, the more diverse our extramarital sex life is,
the stronger our marriage will be.

" My wife said, "Honey, I know you mean well, but I just can't take that step. It's like asking me to
eat fatty meat. I know it won't do any harm to my health, but please don't force me, okay?"

I continued to persuade my wife: "This is a secret between us. We're both experienced, so
what's wrong with being a little more indulgent in sex as long as it doesn't affect our marriage and family? "

My wife still hesitated. She had never been with another man before, and she didn't know
what to do if we really did this. Besides, wouldn't it be too lewd?

I said: "From the perspective of male and female physiological differences, as long as you pay attention to hygiene and contraception, a mature woman
can have sex with several men in a row, so she doesn't need to worry about being hurt. Most
importantly, we both enjoy sex and want to explore its mysteries. Our relationship won't change because of this;
it's just about getting more different experiences, isn't that good?"

Seeing that my wife was already interested, I asked again: "If that young man in Beijing contacts me by phone,
should we meet him?"

My wife was silent for a moment and then replied: "You've already promised someone else, and I don't want to hurt him. Let's try,
but only once... The most important thing is, are you really willing to let me do this kind of thing?"

My wife is always so serious about things.

I said: "Why not?" "I'm serious, I've figured it out. Since I've been fantasizing about it for so long, it needs
a breakthrough to make it meaningful."

The next day, November 8th. That morning, my wife went to work, the child went to her maternal grandmother's house, and I continued
searching for friends in Sina's local chat room.

I really hoped the netizen in Beijing would contact me, because the opportunity was good. The child was taken care of in the afternoon and for dinner
, giving my wife and me some free time.

However, I had a work engagement at noon, and my wife had to attend a colleague's wedding in the evening, so we
only had a few hours together in the afternoon.

Perhaps my expectations were too high; the conversation with the netizen didn't quite click, and it was almost 11 a.m. with
no results. Feeling a bit discouraged, I was about to shut down the computer and go to the kitchen to cook.

At that moment, a netizen named "White-Collar 23" greeted me. This netizen was very frank, saying he was... He's from another province
, and he and his wife had similar experiences back in their hometown. He hopes to bring that experience into our lives.

I told him that my wife and I had watched some erotic content online and were very
interested . I love my wife, but I also want her to experience some excitement. Morally, my wife is my
most private possession, especially sexually. Revealing what is supposed to be the most private and intimate thing is
a challenge to myself and to morality. Humans survive through constant challenges—that's where the excitement comes from. Life is short, and I want to
do what I truly desire while I'm young. So, I'm particularly looking for a man to share my love for my
wife, but I can't just find anyone. I'm afraid of encountering a vulgar person who might hurt my wife.

This netizen understood my situation very well, saying he could fully cooperate and would respect my wife.
During our conversation, I learned he and his wife had similar experiences, and he was even from my hometown, which made me feel even
closer to him.

I repeatedly emphasized that my wife hadn't tried before, and that meeting him might be fruitless; I hoped he could
work with me to persuade my wife. He frankly admitted that he was actually 28, only two years younger than his wife, but looked young,
so he described himself as 23 in his online name. We exchanged QQ numbers, and he sent me his photo.

Just then, my wife came home from work and I showed her his photo. After looking at it, she laughed and said, "This guy looks
a bit simple and honest, and a bit like you." I asked her if she was willing to meet him. She said, "Sure, if you say so, let's meet."

My wife answered so readily that I was a little skeptical and asked why she agreed so quickly. My wife
said, "You were angry last night, but I just didn't express it. I don't want to upset you again today..."

II. A feeling of gratitude welled up inside me during this initial trial

: My wife is so good. I immediately told the online friend that my wife had agreed to meet,
and we arranged to meet around 3 pm after I finished my social engagement. We would contact each other by phone then.

The social engagement was in the suburbs, and it was already past 2 pm after lunch. On the way back, I called the online friend and
asked him to find a private room at a teahouse near Green Lake. A quieter environment would make it easier to talk and help set the mood.

Then I called my wife, who was taking a nap, to wake her up. She seemed a little reluctant on the other end,
saying, "I still want to sleep." I coaxed her, "Sweetie, don't lie to me. We're just meeting up first
, and you can decide everything else later..."

After entering the dormitory compound, I called my wife again. She said she was just getting dressed and would come downstairs after getting ready
.

The 20-odd minutes I spent waiting for my wife to come downstairs in the car felt like an eternity. The thought
of my wife about to meet her online friend filled me with conflicting emotions: anxiety, excitement, and sadness. It felt
like a dream. I hoped she would change her mind, yet I also wanted her to go and face it…

Finally, my wife arrived at the car. That day, she wore a well-tailored dark trench coat,
with a light yellow fitted sweater underneath, exuding a casual charm. It was clear she hadn't dressed
up; she had simply styled her hair and applied some lipstick. As usual, she wasn't glamorous or flashy
, but rather fresh, natural, and elegant.

My wife later told me that she hadn't bothered to dress up; she had just been dawdling and didn't want to go out, but considering
how much effort I had put in, she didn't want to disappoint me. Unlike usual, this time my wife sat in the back seat of the car. She
refused to sit next to me in the driver's seat, saying she wanted some peace and quiet.

When we were almost at Green Lake, the online friend called, saying he wasn't familiar with Green Lake; there were teahouses, but
he couldn't find any with private rooms. He was from another province, and I understood his difficulties. I told him we were almost there and I
would call him once we found the place.

I took my wife to a teahouse called "Holy Land Sand," where there were private rooms on the second floor. The rooms were quite unique and elegant
, with brightly colored single sandpits shaped like hands—a novel design. The cozy space was filled with
tranquility. My wife loved this playground-like environment. She practically cheered as she leaned heavily into the sofa
, her round, bright eyes sparkling with excitement, a blush of joy on her face. The weather was warm, and my wife wasn't wearing a trench coat when she
got out of the car Her light yellow sweater, combined with the graceful curves of her body,
added a spring-like feel to the small room, making me think my wife was very sexy, always possessing a certain charm.
I felt truly blessed to have such a wonderful wife.

Just as the tea was served, our online friend appeared. We invited him to sit down, and we chatted about everything under the sun.

This friend wore glasses, was refined and polite, but seemed slightly reserved and cautious. He told us about his
personal experiences and family situation, and told us his surname was Huang.

His wife later told me that she admired two things about him: first, his unwillingness to settle for a stable, mundane life and
his willingness to constantly change jobs and challenge himself; second, his desire for his child to have a happy
childhood, a sentiment shared by his wife in the past, although this wouldn't be possible once the child started school.

I excused myself to use the restroom, allowing them to talk alone. When I returned, we chatted for a while, and then his wife also went to the restroom
. I asked Huang if he had feelings for his wife, and he said, "Your wife is beautiful and sexy, of course I'd love to have
her. You're so lucky!" He also told me that his wife truly loved him and was rather conservative, lamenting
that he didn't know if society was developing too fast or if she was simply out of touch. She said she could feel his love for her,
but the depth of that love confused her.

Having finally met, and still not knowing his wife's true feelings, I discussed with Huang that he would make
an excuse to leave so I could ask his wife what she thought.

After Xiao Huang left, I anxiously asked my wife how the conversation went and whether she was willing. She said she didn't know, but
felt Xiao Huang was alright during the conversation. She said that if it didn't involve that kind of thing, she felt the chat was very intimate
and natural, but once it did, she had an indescribable feeling…
She didn't know what she would do if she really entered that kind of environment…

I knew her inner struggle and unease: “You're conflicted right now, aren't you?”

“Yes…” She nodded, still with her head down.

“Your conflict means you still have desires. It's because you want it, but you feel it's
wrong, that you have this conflicting feeling. Your unease comes from traditional societal norms that believe
women shouldn't have extramarital affairs. Actually, you shouldn't feel like you're at a disadvantage; just feel like you
're playing with another man and enjoying it.”

My wife was still a little hesitant, after all, we had never done anything like this before. I knew my encouragement had bolstered her
resolve, so I seized the opportunity to continue encouraging her, saying, "Sex is a need, and your body is your own. As long as
you're willing to try, I approve. What's wrong with that? If you've thought it through, just do it! It's just for pleasure, so
let's try it once, okay?"

My wife held my hand tightly, looked at me, and gazed at me for a long time before nodding and saying, "Okay, if
you really want me to try, I'll listen to you, let's try it just once..."

Now that my wife had agreed, I could proceed with my plan. After Xiao Huang returned, I told
him there was a hotel near Green Lake and asked him to book a room. He said he didn't have his ID card, and I said anxiously, "
We need your out-of-town ID to book a room!" He said he'd take a taxi back to get it.

My wife and I strolled hand-in-hand along the shore of Green Lake. I asked her if she was nervous. She replied that
she wasn't nervous, but she felt uneasy, like when her mother used to ask her to meet boyfriends—she didn't want to, but the adults meant well,
and she couldn't refuse…

I squeezed her hand and encouraged her, "Sex is a pleasure. As long as we prepare properly and make
the threesome harmless, you can enjoy it to the fullest. Try to relax and don't worry
about what I might think. As long as you're enjoying yourself and not being tortured, I won't
care who you do it with."

We drove to the hotel parking lot, and my wife quietly sat in the back seat. I contacted Xiao Huang by phone; he told
us everything was arranged in room 425. Suddenly, I remembered something important and called Xiao Huang
to remind him to bring safety equipment. My wife, listening nearby, blurted out, "I think you're forcing
someone into prostitution..."

A pang of sadness welled up inside me. I said, "Actually, this is between you and me, it doesn't bother anyone else, and
it's none of their business. I don't care, so what are you afraid of? Besides, going with someone once or twice won't cost
you anything, and it adds some spice to our lives, isn't that interesting?"

My wife didn't say anything more, just followed me upstairs into the room. I checked my watch; it was a
little past 5. It was a standard room, not very big; the two beds in the middle made it quite cramped.
A sports event was playing on TV.

Xiao Huang poured us tea and sat still, probably unsure how to begin. All three of us knew what
was going to happen, yet none of us knew what to do. Every beginning is difficult!

So I said to my wife, "Ladies first, would you like to take a shower first?"

We had already discussed it before going upstairs, agreeing that either Xiao Huang or she would shower first, and that one of us needed to watch our
bags. It wasn't that I didn't trust Xiao Huang, but we should be wary of strangers.

My wife dressed neatly and went into the bathroom. While she showered, I drew the curtains. The curtains in this room
were different from those in other hotels; beneath the thin, pale yellow curtains was only a layer of white gauze,
unlike the thick, black underlayers of curtains in other hotels that completely blocked out light.

This was good; if it was pitch black and nothing could be seen, there wouldn't be much sensory stimulation.

I honestly told Xiao Huang that I was very nervous, and the unique psychological feeling was hard to describe… Xiao Huang comforted
me, saying that everyone feels this way the first time, with a lot of anxiety, and that this feeling would gradually disappear after experiencing it. After a moment of silence, I discussed it with Xiao Huang again: while I showered, he should act accordingly, hoping to see his progress when

I came out .
Despite saying that, I was actually afraid my wife would get hurt...

Xiao Huang understood my feelings perfectly, saying he wouldn't hurt my sister-in-law, would respect her, and that I shouldn't worry.

I specifically instructed Xiao Huang to make sure he entered my wife's body first when we were playing later. I
did this mainly because I was afraid my wife would change her mind; if I did it this way, it would be a done deal.

Xiao Huang calmly smiled and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who goes first, I won't mind." I could tell that
Xiao Huang was indeed experienced in this area.

After a while, my wife's voice came from the bathroom, telling me to make the bed. I didn't hear clearly and thought she
was asking me to close the curtains, so I casually replied that I had already done so.

This meant my wife was about to come out of the bathroom.

My heart was pounding as I imagined what would happen if my wife came out fully clothed. Should I undress her
, or should Xiao Huang undress her? If I undressed her, she might be more psychologically accepting, but if Xiao Huang undressed her, and I
watched from the side, that would be more exciting...

The bathroom door opened, and my wife stepped out, walking straight down the hallway into the room. My wife's
face was flushed after her bath , her hair slightly disheveled, but her fair skin shone even brighter.

To my surprise, she wasn't wearing any clothes. A dark yellow bath towel wrapped around her full body,
her snow-white arms exposed above her ample, high breasts. The small towel couldn't fully cover her body;
the hem of her bathrobe revealed her slipper-clad feet and part of her fair thighs. She exuded a mature woman's unique
sensuality and charm…

How could my wife be so open now? A single bath towel covering her body—didn't that mean I could
easily strip her naked?

But only for a moment. My wife turned back and hid in the bathroom, complaining, "Why didn't you make
the bed for me?" Only then did I understand her meaning and quickly did as she said.

My suspicion was correct; my wife genuinely wanted to make things convenient for us. Later she told me that she was wearing
a , extending from her upper body to her buttocks, which was difficult to take off. Since we were already at this point,
it would be more convenient for her to just leave wrapped in a towel rather than have us go through the trouble of undressing her…

I went to the bathroom to accompany my wife, then helped her out, and carefully led her to the bed against the wall
. After she lay down wrapped in her bathrobe, I quickly pulled the blanket over her.

Xiao Huang's eyes swept over my wife's body, and from a man's perspective, I sensed that his gaze
wasn't particularly lewd.

He calmly walked towards the bathroom. At that moment, I understood his composure, a trait born of experience.

I sat down beside my wife, tenderly stroking her face. My wife seemed cold and asked me to bring the blanket
over her. She seemed to dislike me at that moment, moving to the very edge of the bed, pitifully shrinking her body
to one side, as if avoiding me…

Looking at my wife, I imagined that perhaps, the moment I entered the bathroom, Xiao Huang and
my wife had already begun. I didn't know if I could be naked and open with another man, nor did I know
how to break the awkward silence at the beginning. The thought of my wife embracing, kissing
, caressing, and even having sex with another man filled me with mixed emotions. My nervousness was no less than my wife 's;
we were speechless for a moment.

My consciousness became somewhat hazy… It felt like preparing a special…
I wanted her to really like and be very satisfied with the gift. I wasn't worried that she would fall in love with this crazy thrill
; I was only worried that she might get hurt because the other person wasn't gentle enough. If she told me she
liked it afterward, I would be very happy. If she regretted trying it afterward, I believe I
would regret it even more than she did, hating myself for hurting my loved one.

A short while later, Xiao Huang came out, also wrapped in a bath towel.

I took off my outer clothes and pants in front of them, entering the bathroom in my underwear. While showering, I kept pressing my ear to the crack in the bathroom door to listen, trying to find out what was happening outside, but I couldn't hear anything
except the monotonous sound of the showerhead . After showering, I went outside and saw Xiao Huang sitting next to my wife, leaning towards her, gently stroking her hair, talking to her. My wife covered her eyes with one hand, looking very nervous. My wife later told me that Xiao Huang followed the rules of the game very well. Before I appeared, he sat on the edge of the bed, saying to my wife with concern, "Sister-in-law, you're sleeping too far in. You can move over a little." My wife replied nervously that it was okay. They then fell silent. After a while, Xiao Huang probably felt a little cold and asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, can I come over and cover myself with a blanket?" My wife nodded with her eyes closed and said yes. Xiao Huang sat down next to my wife, pulled the blanket over her legs, and gently stroked her hair, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous, relax, it's okay ..." Xiao Huang's reassurance made my wife feel very warm. At that moment, I came out of the bathroom. Seeing me appear, Xiao Huang moved to the other side and sat down, perhaps feeling that everything should start with me. I lay reclining beside my wife, gently embracing her soft arms, and tenderly kissed her cheek. She slightly opened her eyes, looked at me, and said, "Husband..." before closing them again and resting her head against my chest, exuding a captivating feminine aura. Looking at her blushing cheeks and inhaling her alluring fragrance, I felt as if I were in a dream. I suppressed the surging emotions in my chest, trying to relax as much as possible, and said to her, "Wife, I love you..." As I spoke, my cool lips kissed her rosy cheek, my hand slipping under the covers , moving over her full breasts, kneading her soft nipples, and then trying to pull back the towel covering her soft body. My wife suddenly gripped the towel tightly , her voice trembling, "No... don't untie it..." I understood her shyness at that moment, stopped what I was doing, gently stroked her hair, pressed my tongue against her bright red lips, and slipped it inside her mouth. "Mmm..." my wife moaned softly, her warm tongue responding passionately to my intrusion, our tongues entwining intensely... Taking advantage of this, I smoothly untied the towel from my wife's body, and her slightly cool breasts immediately fell into my hands. I gently kneaded them, and my wife hugged my neck tighter, I could feel her breathing gradually becoming heavier... I glanced sideways at Xiao Huang and found him still sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at us. I pulled my hand out from under the covers and beckoned to him, signaling him to come over. While deeply kissing my wife, I naturally lifted the covers slightly, and my wife's snow-white breasts were immediately exposed to Xiao Huang's eyes. On her high breasts, one large brown nipple trembled slightly as I kneaded her breast, and the unique fragrance of a mature woman was faintly visible... Soon, I could feel Xiao Huang's breath. He gently bent down and softly took his wife's nipple into his mouth, sucking on it with gusto, his hand moving towards the breast I was grasping... "Oh...", his wife pulled away from his lips, tilting her head back and letting out a soft moan, her eyes tightly closed... The blanket was completely pulled back during our movements, revealing his wife's full, white, and tender body, her beautiful curves and exquisite figure completely exposed. His wife's figure had always been good, with a slender waist, full hips, and long, shapely legs, but that day I suddenly realized that compared to when we got married, his wife's figure had not only not changed at all, but was even more mature and alluring than before. Her breasts were still so high and firm, and even fuller and softer than before; her legs were still so white and slender, and even more rounded and fuller than before; with age, her body was filled with the charm of a mature woman. Releasing my hand, as Xiao Huang took over caressing my wife's trembling breast, my hand directly reached her thickly haired pubic area. My wife was quite full-figured, and the flesh on either side of her vulva was very fleshy, like two low, fleshy hills nestled together. I knew my wife didn't like her clitoris touched, so I used my fingers to rotate around her vaginal opening ... My wife kept her eyes closed, letting us do as we pleased, her eyelashes trembling incessantly, her breathing rapid and hurried. At the same time, I noticed that Xiao Huang was already standing by the bed, and my wife's fair, slender hand was holding his large, dark penis. Xiao Huang's penis was thick, dark, and throbbing slightly; you could almost see the veins twisting from its erection. My wife later told me that Xiao Huang had pulled her hand over. She hadn't dared to look at what Xiao Huang's penis looked like; she only felt that it was hot, thick, and large... I lowered my head and kissed my wife again, her breathing becoming even more rapid and hurried. Warm love fluid gradually overflowed from her vaginal opening , and my fingers were becoming increasingly sticky from her love fluid... At that moment, I felt Xiao Huang's hair brush against the back of my hand, which was resting on my wife's lower body. Without me noticing, Xiao Huang was already kissing my wife's thighs, moving from the outside to the inside… No wonder my wife was producing so much and so much vaginal fluid; it was the result of two men kissing and caressing her . I gazed intently at my wife, her face flushed with a faint blush from the passion aroused by desire. Her eyes were half-closed, half-open, her gaze hazy, her eyes and brows filled with tenderness and affection. She writhed her voluptuous body, every curve of her body perfectly displayed… I withdrew my hand from my wife's vaginal opening and continued to caress her breasts… Leaving my wife's lips, I looked up to watch Xiao Huang's actions. Xiao Huang gently parted his wife's long, slender legs , pressed his face against her pubic hair, and his lips clamped onto her clitoris... "Oh..." His wife tilted her head back, her tightly closed face becoming even more alluring, and she involuntarily opened her sexy lips, letting out a stimulating moan. Her legs, controlled by Xiao Huang's hands, involuntarily lifted up.

As Xiao Huang's lips and tongue pressed harder against his wife's vulva, her legs swayed up and down...

Xiao Huang was very diligent; he tilted his head, lifted his wife's buttocks, and buried half his face in her pubic hair,
licking her for a long time. Amidst the squeaking licks, sucking, tapping, and thrusting, his wife seemed
extremely uncomfortable, only moaning even more ecstatically. I knew that when my wife was sufficiently aroused,
a little bit of her labia, like the hem of a scallop's skirt, would peek out from her vulva, curled and wrinkled, sometimes glistening with a layer of
love fluid secreted after arousal, coating the vulva and the exposed hem, like
the petals of a bud smeared with honey.

"How is it?" I whispered in my wife's ear.

"Ah...husband...his tongue is all the way in...I can't take it anymore...I'm so itchy...it's so uncomfortable
...I'd rather be...than suffer like this...you two...let's see who goes first, stop teasing me
!"

I nodded: "Wife, be brave, you might have to endure a little longer, don't you like this kind of foreplay
?"

My wife nodded too: "Then...I...I...I'm going to embarrass you...I'm sorry...he's really good
...ah...I'm so wet..."

With our movements, my wife moaned softly, her beautiful body almost convulsing, her moans rising and
falling, the blanket had completely fallen to the floor.

I felt it was about time, turned to look at Xiao Huang, and he was looking at me too, his eyes asking for my
opinion. I understood he was asking if I could start, so I nodded to him.

Xiao Huang left my wife's body to put on a condom. I kissed my wife's face and continued to caress her thighs...

At this moment, my wife obviously knew what was about to happen, her body trembled a few times, seemingly a little nervous.
At this crucial moment, fearing my wife might change her mind, I leaned over her, pinning her
arms down and preventing her from moving an inch.

At that moment, my wife seemed to understand my anxiety; she opened her eyes and nodded gently,
as if to tell me she wouldn't back out. Perhaps to reassure me, she willingly opened her previously
closed legs, revealing her vagina—once exclusively mine—completely, thoroughly,
clearly, and beautifully open to this strange man.

I watched as Xiao Huang straddled the bed, positioned himself between my wife's fair legs, and looked down at her
vulva. One hand held his penis, while the other parted her vulva from the left,
first circling the head of his penis against her labia, then using it to part her vaginal opening.

As he entered her, for some reason, my wife grabbed my hand and pressed it to her
chest. Immediately afterward, Xiao Huang released both hands and lunged at my wife. "Oh..."
As Xiao Huang leaned forward and his large penis thrust in, my wife's breasts suddenly sprang back, bounced, and she let out a passionate, confused cry.
Her buttocks and waist responded by arching upwards, her beautiful face turned to one side, tightly gripping
the side of the pillow, and she cried out, "Oh!"... I could feel her heart pounding.

When I saw her furrow her brows and relax, and her lips twitch slightly, I knew
that although I couldn't see that unforgettable moment, my wife's expression clearly told me:
the flesh that had once only covered part of my body had now accepted another man's swollen member
.

Xiao Huang pressed naked against my wife's full body, our heads touching above each other's faces. Because
our lower bodies were now connected, it was difficult for Xiao Huang to place his hands for support. I got up and moved to
the other side of the bed, making room for Xiao Huang.

I was standing on one side of the bed, close to the wall, with a narrow aisle that made it difficult to observe them. So I turned and walked to
the other side of the bed, squatting down beside it. I gently stroked the inside of my wife's raised thigh, carefully observing Xiao Huang's movements
. At this moment, I could clearly see that Xiao Huang's thick penis was completely inserted into
the vagina between my wife's alluring labia.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the curtains, illuminating the naked couple: the man's elbows
supported his body, his head intimately pressed against the woman's delicate face. The woman's hair was disheveled, her eyes were closed, and her slightly parted lips
emitted passionate moans. Her two long, white, and tender thighs were slightly raised, her snow-white flesh
swaying with the man's hip movements.

Xiao Huang's firm buttocks began to release thrusting motions towards my wife's lower body. He didn't
thrust in and out with large movements, but instead kept most of his thick, hard penis inside my wife's vagina, then forcefully twisted
his hips, making a half-rotating, churning, and thrusting motion inside her...

At this moment, my wife's lower body was completely under Xiao Huang's control. With each forceful thrust, she
let out a series of intoxicating "Oh... Ah..." moans, her full buttocks involuntarily
swaying in rhythm with the man on top of her. Xiao Huang was clearly focusing all his attention
on the friction between his glans and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. Each thrust was accompanied by a soft moan, as if he were intensely enjoying the
pleasure. I knew that although my wife had given birth once, her vagina was still remarkably well-preserved,
with excellent muscle elasticity and a wonderful tactile feel. Xiao Huang's glans must be pressing deep inside her,
powerfully rubbing and thrusting, carefully feeling the tightness, contractions, and lubrication within.

I stared blankly at Xiao Huang's gentle yet powerful movements on my wife. It was the first time I had seen another man's penis
inside my wife's vagina, hearing her passionate moans. I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. This
woman entering the world of lust was my wife! She had finally accepted a stranger, opening her body to him.
She was willing to envelop his body with her own, to accommodate his deep penetration within her, to guide
him to ejaculation and enjoy pleasure, and to let him unleash ecstasy, trembling, and convulsions from within her
, to savor her exquisite beauty. Their most intimate and tender parts intertwined and rubbed together
, while her bodily fluids soaked their bodies…

I couldn't resist placing my hand between my wife's vagina and anus beneath my small, yellow penis, gently…
He pinched and caressed her, and her moans grew louder. "Plop...plop...plop..." soft
sounds emanated from their lower bodies. An astonishing amount of fluid flowed down her thighs, soaking the sheets
...

In fact, over the years I had tried every kind of sexual encounter with my wife,
knowing every part of her body inside and out as if it were part of my own. But at this moment, I couldn't
resist the powerful, clear thrusting into her. A surge of indescribable
excitement welled up inside me. Such a wonderful wife, such beautiful vulva—
the place I adored most when we first married was now being enjoyed by this stranger. Witnessing my beloved wife's familiar
vulva being penetrated by this unfamiliar penis, my blood boiled, and
my lower body throbbed with intense arousal. Especially the sounds of her delicate breaths mixed with the man's rough voice
made it impossible for me to control my intense feelings. This feeling seeped into my body, making me feel lost. I
moved to the head of the bed, reaching under Xiao Huang's body to roughly knead my wife's breasts, twisting her nipples tightly…

At this moment, Xiao Huang asked my wife tenderly, "Sister-in-law, are you comfortable?"

Having experienced pleasure with a man other than her husband for the first time, my wife, enjoying the sensation, nodded frankly.

Encouraged, Xiao Huang said to my wife again, "Sister-in-law, if you're comfortable, will you hold me?" He
then kissed my wife's slightly parted lips, which were still groaning. At first, my wife kept her teeth tightly closed to prevent Xiao Huang's tongue from entering, but
as Xiao Huang's lower body moved, she couldn't control herself anymore. She opened her mouth in a daze, actively welcoming Xiao Huang's tongue .
Their tongues intertwined wildly, and at the same time, she couldn't help but tightly embrace Xiao Huang's naked body
… I clearly saw the expressions of pleasure and
confusion .

Under the relentless pressure of the man on top of her, the wife gradually spread her legs wider and wider, finally
arching them completely, then resting them against his thick waist. In renewed excitement, she parted again, then pressed against him, her buttocks rising
and falling in rhythm with each of Xiao Huang's thrusts. I could clearly see that between the wife's raised, swaying
legs , in front of Xiao Huang's testicles, amidst the intertwined pubic hair, the man's thick, hard penis was
completely inside her. The wife's tender, red vaginal opening turned in and out with each thrust of the man's penis,
milky white, glistening fluid flowing from her vagina, trickling down her perineum to her buttocks…

Suddenly, Xiao Huang left his wife's body and stepped off the bed. His penis, still in his condom, was erect, the oily,
glistening thing completely wet from base to tip. He turned to me and said, "Brother, come
on ."

He said he couldn't handle his wife's passionate reaction and needed to rest.

I looked at my wife; her eyes were closed, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, seemingly oblivious to everything. I immediately
climbed onto the bed, facing my limp and powerless wife. I knelt beneath her, supporting her thighs with my hands. Her wet,
sticky vaginal opening was immediately exposed before me. I straddled her, holding my erect penis, and
thrust forward forcefully towards her overflowing vaginal opening. I hadn't expected her vagina to be so wet;
my penis almost "slid" in. As soon as I entered, I heard a
low moan from her throat, followed by a cry of "Ah..." as my penis completely filled her!

Once inside, I suddenly realized how easy and smooth entry was today. The softness, warmth,
enveloping sensation, friction, and lubrication were all perfectly balanced. My wife's vagina
, after what Xiao Huang had done, was a little looser, but it was soft, very warm, very wet, and very lubricated—it felt
very comfortable inside. Normally, when my wife and I make love, it doesn't feel special, but at this moment, it feels incredibly alluring. I
can feel her vagina sucking and licking, gripping my penis tightly, sending waves of indescribable pleasure
through me.

This is my wife's secret place, where she's just been with another man and is currently experiencing an orgasm! I can clearly feel her
soft, tender body moving deeper and deeper, feeling her body spasming and sucking on my penis. My glans
feels her burning desire 15 centimeters deep inside her. I stop there, feeling my penis
enveloped by the soft, hot flesh of her vagina, an indescribable comfort, as if the whole world has ceased to exist,
only the hot, soft attraction emanating from that place is real.

Unsurprisingly, I began to move my hips back and forth, thrusting in and out. Due to her abundant secretions, my penis
slid smoothly inside her vagina. Her entire vagina was filled with her fluids;
compared to her usual warm, tight, and sucking sensation, her vagina was now overflowing with juices, incredibly elastic, as if making room
for me to unleash my full potential. She kept her eyes closed, letting me go in and out. Watching my engorged penis, throbbing with veins,
move in and out of her overflowing vagina, from deep red to covered in semen, then becoming a layer of pale white
foam, a surge of excitement and physical pleasure rushed to my head, giving me a light,
floating feeling. My head absorbed the pleasure from my penis like a sponge, my soul already soaring into space.

I continued to thrust forcefully, my body feeling increasingly tense, yet simultaneously experiencing an indescribable sense of relaxation.
Her juices were unusually abundant, and the sounds of her lower body sloshing about made a constant "splashing" sound. My penis
was covered in her glistening love juice, and with each thrust, I pulled out her tender flesh and then forcefully pushed it back
in. Her full breasts bounced with each thrust, her body undulating in waves of flesh, her moans growing louder and louder
, her vagina sucking at my glans with a rhythmic contraction and relaxation...

Suddenly, I felt her vagina tighten, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her legs
clamping me firmly, her body almost frozen, and copious amounts of secreted fluid gushing out. I knew my wife was at the peak of arousal,
and now she needed the most vigorous thrusting! So, while kissing my wife's breasts, I adjusted my position, steadied her
legs, and unleashed a storm of thrusting. "Oh... ah... ah..." my wife
cried out again, her long, smooth black hair obscuring her beautiful face...

I sped up, and after a burst of passionate thrusting, a feeling of impending ejaculation surged through my glans, so I stopped immediately.
I left my hard penis inside my wife's warm vagina.

During a lull in my movements, Xiao Huang, who was squatting by the bed, buried his head in my wife's chest and took her hardened
nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it...

"Mmm...mmm...it hurts...be gentle..." I felt my wife's vagina contract violently, squeezing me
tighter and tighter...

My wife couldn't bear Xiao Huang's passionate sucking; her eyes were tightly closed, her face showing a mixture of pleasure and pain, her
cherry lips slightly parted as she softly pleaded.

Seeing my wife's submissive demeanor as she was played with by two men, I thrust into her again with a fierce pounding. My wife's full
breasts swayed violently back and forth with my intense assault...

My wife later told me about her new experience: the large swaying of her breasts during penetration felt like someone was caressing
her, making her even more stimulated and aroused.

With each intensified thrust, the sensation of ejaculation from my glans became increasingly unbearable. Looking down, I saw that our genitals
were completely wet, our pubic hair was matted together, and there were sticky
little bubbles at the entrance of her vagina. I withdrew, squatted down beside my wife's bed, and kept stroking her face. I nudged Xiao Huang,
signaling him to get on top of her.

Amid my wife's gentle moans, Xiao Huang put his mouth to her ear, licking it while saying something to her
. My wife, stimulated, nodded repeatedly. Xiao Huang's lips suddenly pressed against his wife's. His wife tilted her
head slightly, seemingly resisting, yet also accepting… Soon, a dazed expression appeared on her face, completely
immersed in a passionate, deep kiss. She moaned, "Mmm… Oh…" her sensual lips
twisting slightly under Xiao Huang's ministrations, her fair arms tightly embracing his body, her high, firm breasts pressed against his chest
…

His wife later told me that

seeing her take the initiative to be intimate with Xiao Huang, a surge of heat rushed to his head, and he became even harder and more aroused
… "Okay, let's share your body." Then, willingly, he
lifted his wife's legs and asked Xiao Huang to ravage her to his heart's content. The three of us, in this way, went wild with lust to the extreme.

Xiao Huang then got back onto the bed, pressing his body against his wife's snow-white flesh. Between her parted legs,
he reached down and rubbed his glans against her vulva, then, steadying his penis, he thrust downwards. His
large penis, wet with her fluids, slid easily into her incredibly lubricated vagina. "Oh...
" With a cry from his wife, Xiao Huang entered her again.

Xiao Huang's movements were the same as before, small but powerful. His wife's
hair swayed with each thrust. The two embraced tightly, their intercourse gradually reaching a passionate, ecstatic state.
His wife's vaginal fluids soaked both of their pubic hair and dripped onto the bed. I moved to their lower bodies, placing my fingers
between Xiao Huang's legs and caressing his wife's vulva. Then I withdrew a little, admiring this exciting and
thrilling scene of intercourse.
Xiao Huang used one knee to forcefully spread his wife's leg apart, his taut, prominent
leg muscles pressed tightly against the smooth, delicate outer thigh of his wife. The harmonious beauty of the man and woman could even
be seen in the strength and grace of these two legs. His wife's legs were spread to their maximum extent, her vaginal opening almost
directly welcoming his rapid and forceful insertion. The skin at the edge of her vagina was taut and
slightly bluish-transparent due to the wide spread of her legs. At this moment, Xiao Huang's penis could penetrate to the deepest point every time, without any obstruction.
However, when he withdrew halfway, he would return and forcefully thrust back to the bottom of her vaginal canal. Each time his
penis passed over his wife, it caused her to contract or rather, shudder.

"There's a labia majora inside my sister-in-law's vagina opening and closing, is her cervix opening..."
Xiao Huang paused for a moment before reporting to me.

His wife groaned, "It's you...you've opened my flower core..."

"Sister-in-law, you're squeezing me so tight, I've already reached the end. Your vagina is gripping me tightly now. Oh,
it feels so good, the flesh inside is even tighter. Round and round." He said, thrusting deeply again,
pressing himself tightly against his wife, and then stopped.

"Mmm...it's so embarrassing...no...don't say it..." His wife's voice was trembling with sobs, but upon closer listening, it wasn't
discomfort, but rather a sense of ethereal bliss, as if she were reaching the pinnacle of life and about to soar.

At this moment, Xiao Huang's legs were straight, accompanied by slight trembling, presumably from enjoying
the series of contractions caused by his wife's vaginal spasms during her orgasm. Perhaps stimulated by the sucking sensation caused by his wife's vaginal spasms,
he trembled along with her.

"Ah...oh..." My wife cried out even louder, her hands gripping the pillow tightly, her whole body
writhing , her beautiful face radiating the intoxicating glow of sexual pleasure...

Time passed second by second, and when the clock struck six, Xiao Huang was still holding my wife's buttocks and
thrusting relentlessly from behind. He used just the right amount of force in his thrusts, each time he penetrated deep into my wife's vagina
, he would pause heavily, then twist his hips forcefully from side to side, so that my wife could
feel his penis, which had swelled to its maximum size, even more intensely inside her. My wife was kneeling on the bed,
her legs weak, sweat soaking her beautiful hair. If it weren't for my
support below, she wouldn't have been able to stand up at all.

*Plop...plop...plop...* Soft sounds emanated from their lower bodies. My wife's astonishing moisture flowed down her
thighs, overflowing onto the sheets beneath her. Finally, she had to let me switch sides, and they resumed their activities
.

Xiao Huang's thrusting movements became increasingly vigorous, penetrating deep into my wife's body,
almost suffocating her. Several times, due to the excessive force, his penis slipped out of her vagina, but Xiao Huang simply lifted
his hips and skillfully pushed it back in. My wife's cries were now devoid of
meaning, only faint moans emanating from her abdomen with each deep thrust: "Oh... um...
um... um... um..." I could feel the throbbing
sensation from Xiao Huang transmitted through my wife's body.

"Darling, are you still able?" I asked. My wife seemed completely immersed in desire at this point, her face...
She wore an expression of ecstasy, lost in the act of lovemaking. Beads of sweat trickled down her body, condensing on her nose and clinging to
her temples. She leaned against my chest, her eyes glazed over, nodding and forcing a smile: "It's alright
... but... I've never felt this stimulated before... wave after wave, I... I'm going to come again!"

Suddenly, Xiao Huang increased his speed, causing their bodies to slam together with a loud "thump! thump!"
My wife could no longer move, impulsively clinging tightly to Xiao Huang, her teeth clenched, yet trembling, her lips
almost bleeding. She cried out again, "I... I... I'm coming again!"
and then trembled uncontrollably, clinging to the man on top of her. Just as my wife embraced Xiao Huang, in an instant, with
one of Xiao Huang's most powerful thrusts, my wife let out a hoarse cry. Xiao Huang abruptly stopped thrusting, his lower abdomen
pressed tightly against my wife's buttocks, holding her firmly in place. I couldn't see the expression on his face—whether it was excitement or
pleasure—but I saw the intermittent relaxation and tension of his gluteal muscles, his body trembling slightly, and
a section of the base of his penis still protruding from his vagina, the pulsation of the protruding urethra even faintly visible.
I knew—he was ejaculating inside my wife's warm vagina!

In the throes of orgasm, my wife uncontrollably twisted her body, her eyes wide as she watched Xiao Huang tremble.
Clearly, she knew the penis inside her was ejaculating. Then, their bodies pressed tightly
together . They both began to spasm and convulse simultaneously. My wife's body, which I was usually familiar with, now felt
strange to me. I couldn't reconcile the almost divine purity I held in my heart with such a voluptuous body and surging lust
.

A moment later, Xiao Huang went limp, collapsing onto my wife, his gluteal muscles still twitching with
the lingering tremor of ejaculation, like a brilliant shooting star leaving a faint trail of light after it streaked across the night sky. The wife
turned around and hugged his broad back tightly. Her small, white hands on his dark, languid back resembled two blooming calla lilies

after their release. He slightly raised his body, as if announcing to his wife that his body was about to
leave her. The wife swayed slightly, as if reluctantly groaning, her legs still
tightly pressed together, and she hugged him even tighter.

Women always feel a strange attachment to the departure of the man who has penetrated their bodies, whether it is their
husband of many years or a stranger they have only met for a little over an hour. The wife was clearly hesitant to express this feeling
, and I preferred to believe it was an emotion arising from the complete satisfaction of her body.

After leaving his penis inside her for a while longer, Xiao Huang lifted the other leg that was pressing against his wife
. He tried to separate her legs with his hands, but although she must have exerted some force, her legs did not budge,
making it a little difficult for Xiao Huang to pull his penis, still attached to the sheath, out of her body.

At this moment, Xiao Huang, like a considerate husband, stopped forcing his way out. He continued
kissing his wife, their faces pressed together, while he used his hand to reach between their bodies, pinching the rubber band of the condom between his fingers, and
slowly pulled back. A large patch of his wife's long, disheveled hair covered Xiao Huang's face. Several times she tried to
kneel down , but Xiao Huang used one arm to support her, keeping her kneeling again.

"Pull!" The tender red lips parted, and Xiao Huang's body slowly withdrew from his wife's body.
The organ that had just been so powerful, hot, and exciting, bringing his wife such intense pleasure,
gradually slid out of her still-warm cavity as its owner left, leaving a few thin strands of fluid. Both
looked at each other with satisfaction and affection.

Xiao Huang completely withdrew his penis from his wife's body, his penis still semi-erect. He stood up,
holding the base of the condom with his hand, and carefully walked towards the bathroom. I saw that the tip of the condom covering Xiao Huang's shrunken,
limp penis was glistening with milky white semen...

After he withdrew, I looked at my wife, her face flushed with desire, having just been with another man, and an inexplicable
urge surged within me. I pulled my wife's body to the edge of the bed, made her lie face down, and fiercely pounced
on her, thrusting my erect penis deep into her wet, hairy vagina. I began another frenzied
assault on her... At that moment, I felt I wasn't making love, but rather vengefully and ruthlessly trampling on my
wife, as if trying to reclaim what I had lost...

I continued to thrust repeatedly. My wife cried out incessantly, her cries growing louder with each thrust.
Encouraged by her moans, I thrust even harder and more violently. My wife's cries began to tremble, and her vaginal fluids
increased, making a "plop, plop" sound as my penis entered and exited. At that moment, my wife suddenly
kissed me, and I, of course, returned the kiss passionately. Just then, something strange happened. I felt my wife's lower body, tightly wrapped around
me, begin to twitch and vibrate. At first, it was a violent tremor, but later it transformed into a wave-like rhythmic movement of the vaginal walls.
My penis was enveloped by the tight, hot flesh of her vaginal cavity, a sensation of unparalleled pleasure.

My surprise turned to excitement, and then to an unprecedented enjoyment. My wife and I didn't need to move; simply
holding each other tightly, the twitching effect from her magical private parts drove her into a frenzy, experiencing multiple orgasms
, while also sending my blood rushing. I couldn't help but recall what Xiao Huang had said during my wife's orgasm. Xiao Huang had said that my wife's innermost part was wide open, and when he penetrated to the tip, it felt like a pair of fleshy lips opening and closing, with rings of flesh gripping tightly
inside —it felt so good. We embraced tighter and tighter, her swollen vagina gripping my burning penis, merging into one, our curves perfectly aligned. I felt the heat of her vagina, and the head of my penis, churning within it, sent pleasure through me. I closed my eyes, focusing intently on the intense pleasure of this frenzied intercourse, thrusting upwards to penetrate her deepest depths. I truly thanked the Creator for creating such a wondrous organ, bringing humanity endless joy and pleasure… Though I couldn't help feeling a pang of envy for the stranger who had experienced this wonder from her body before me , I understood: it was precisely because of this stranger 's presence that we both discovered such amazing wonders within my wife's body. Suddenly, a long, sharp scream escaped her throat, "Ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…" Her limbs clung to my body like an octopus, her vulva sucking at my penis like a fish's mouth.

I felt my penis being tightly gripped by an unseen little hand; I knew she had reached the peak of pleasure.

I couldn't hold back any longer! So, with all my might, I thrust in and out more than ten times, a shiver
of pleasure washing over me, blood rushing to my brain, a chill running down my spine, a warm sensation rising in my lower abdomen, rushing down to my genitals.
This heat gushed out from that opening, and finally, a gush of hot semen erupted,
shooting into her depths in waves. I felt my penis convulsing, the glans burning like a volcano, its tip spewing molten
lava. With each thrust, it shot out a stream, seven, eight, or even more, unrestrainedly
ejaculating inside my wife's body.

At this moment, my wife trembled all over, the sheets pulled up to her chest, her calves shaking, her vulva spasming,
eagerly absorbing the semen I had ejaculated inside her. My thick, hard penis
throbbed pumping about ten times before finally settling down. She tensed, moaning ecstatically, clinging to me tightly, savoring
the peak pleasure of my semen spraying from her cervix. We finally reached
the climax of intercourse together, trembling slightly as we experienced one orgasm after another.

When we finally calmed down, I groaned, and she let out a long sigh. We relaxed, exhausted, the
unprecedented pleasure leaving us with an unprecedented weariness.

I lay on top of her, smoothing her disheveled hair, my body pressed against her full, soft form. She lay
beneath me, her body supple and boneless. My penis, still firmly inside her after the intense thrusting, was tightly gripped by her inner
thighs , the glans still itchy, sending a faint, warm, and wet sensation of pleasure through me.

My wife had truly lost her virginity. Her fair, full body, exuding the unique fragrance of a mature young woman
, was offered without reservation to a stranger right before my eyes. A strange man, using his own
desires and techniques, wantonly vented his lust on this beautiful body. Her
glistening thighs, supple waist, full breasts, lovely vulva, shy breaths, and
melodious moans, which originally belonged only to me, had become a shared object in the past hour! But at the same time, I
felt a kind of pleasure, a pleasure from the bottom of my heart. It could even be said that this was the most
exciting and enjoyable experience I had ever had since I began having sex. Only I know the reason for this; I know I was intoxicated by this feeling
.

My wife finally opened her eyes and asked me tenderly, "Honey, are you tired? Lie on me and rest
." Throughout the entire threesome, my wife had kept her eyes closed in shyness; only now did she open them.

I shook my head, tidied my wife's disheveled hair, and gently caressed her breasts. My wife blinked
at me, then suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I think he's a little different from you..."

I shushed her and quickly covered her mouth with my hand. I was worried that Xiao Huang
would hear our comments and feel bad about it.

We remained silent for a long time. My wife gently kissed my face, while I quietly remained inside
her, feeling her tightness, her contractions, and her lubrication, savoring the wonderful sensation after this intense orgasm
. My wife rested her head on my side and whispered, "Honey, just now... I... I..."

I knew what she was thinking; she was afraid I would have a bad opinion of her. I smiled, gently stroked her
hair , and said, "It's nothing. It doesn't matter what happens in bed, as long as we're both comfortable."

My wife hugged me tightly and said, "Honey, you're so good."

I hugged her back and said, "I will always love you."

I had a vague feeling that our sex life might become more colorful in the future.

After Xiao Huang finished washing up, I told my wife to go wash up first. My wife, naked and full-figured, walked out in front of us
and went into the bathroom.

Later, my wife told me that she had carefully cleaned the nipples and kisses that Xiao Huang had sucked on.
In the ecstasy of those moments, she needed that sucking and kissing; afterward, she felt she had to remove those marks
because she belonged to her husband and couldn't accept another man leaving anything on her.

Women's psychology is always so contradictory.

It was already 6:45 PM; the three of us had been playing for over an hour since we entered the house.

While my wife was cleaning up, I asked Xiao Huang, "How was it? Was your sister-in-law alright?"

Xiao Huang nodded and said, "Although she didn't seem very open at first, she was very cooperative during sex,
making the experience very comfortable. I can say it's the first time I've encountered such a compatible partner in bed; it was
really enjoyable."

I nodded and then told Xiao Huang that we had to go; it was getting late, and my wife had to rush
to a wedding. Xiao Huang nodded understandingly and said, "Then hurry up and go; he'll stay here tonight." We slowly
got dressed and chatted. He said he really enjoyed being with us, and I teased him, saying
he was welcome to call us anytime if he liked.

A little while later, my wife came out of the door and suddenly saw that we were all dressed, leaving her completely naked
. All the lights in the room were on again, making her feel embarrassed, and she tried to slip back into the bathroom. I went over and hugged her,
saying,

"It's okay, we've already done intimate things, don't hide anymore." So I pulled her out of
the bathroom, pushed her in front of Xiao Huang, and said, "We're leaving soon, let's be intimate one last time."

I went into the bathroom, tidied myself up, packed my things, and when I came out, my wife was already dressed
and waiting for me in the room, still looking so dignified and beautiful, but her face was flushed with shyness. Looking at my
elegant and refined wife, who would have thought that just a few minutes ago, she was a wanton woman enjoying sexual pleasure!

After the passion subsided, my wife's shyness in front of Xiao Huang seemed to intensify. When it was time to leave,
I said goodbye to Xiao Huang; my wife didn't say a word. My wife later said she felt very embarrassed and practically
ran away from the room.

She then told me she felt guilty towards Xiao Huang; he had been very kind and considerate to her, and left
without a word, which she felt was unfair.

My wife is always so kind and compassionate.

Before getting into the car, she blurted out, "I've already experienced it. You said it was just once, don't do it again."
"Did you enjoy it?"

My heart tightened. I asked my wife if she felt happy. She admitted that she did feel great physically,
very excited and thrilled, experiencing a new and exciting feeling she had never felt before. But she worried that what I was doing was too time-consuming and energy-
draining, and it would affect our family life. I reassured her that this wouldn't happen too often, and that I would only
arrange it when appropriate, asking her not to worry. Then I asked her if she would still want me to arrange it like this in the future. My wife vaguely agreed, saying,
"We'll see later." "

I know my wife can't forget that kind of joy, but she doesn't want to encourage me to do it too much, which is why she's being so perfunctory
. My wife is a good woman; she's afraid I'll become addicted to this kind of game.

I asked her if she was nervous when we were about to play the three-person game and go into the room. She replied that she wasn't
nervous because it was my arrangement, and even if she didn't want to accept it, she didn't want to make me
angry. At the time, she had a 'go-for-it' mentality, like going through fire and water.

As it turns out, how could I ask my beloved wife to go through fire and water? All she got was
pleasure!

However, I believe my wife's words are true. Because she trusts me, she's not afraid of anything; she's just
doing something she doesn't want to do. In comparison, I feel that I suffered
much more emotional conflict and psychological torment."

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