Repost: Those Years of ****** and 3P

In the summer of 2012, we had our first sexual encounter. We had been married for several years, but our relationship wasn't very harmonious. My wife and I had several patient conversations, and she agreed to try something new to improve our relationship and life. At the time, I had also read many articles about couples and was very interested in this topic. My wife loved me very much, but we often argued, which was exhausting. She accepted my views on marriage and the possibility of phased separation, so I started looking for suitable couples on various adult dating sites. Since I had no experience before, I only chatted in self-created chat rooms on QQ, and most of the people I met weren't real. Later, by chance, I joined a couples' club and met Mr. L and his wife there. They were both in Xiamen and a few years older than us. Through QQ, we got to know each other fairly well, and I even let them hear our sounds of making love over the phone. After about two months of contact, we decided to meet in person for a swap. That night, we arranged to have dinner together at a hotel. I was very uneasy; I didn't know what kind of people they were, or what it would actually feel like. My wife, on the other hand, seemed quite indifferent. They finally arrived, and they were all very tall. Let me briefly introduce ourselves: I'm not tall, a little over 170cm, of average build, and I'd say I'm fairly handsome. My wife is 160cm, very slim, weighs a little over 90 pounds, has long, flowing hair, is petite, and has above-average looks, but her skin is very fair and smooth, especially her legs—long, white, and beautiful. The L couple are about 35 or 36 years old; L is around 185cm, and his wife is 172cm, taller than me, and both are quite good-looking. Everyone was relaxed after meeting, having already chatted for over two months. After dinner, we all tacitly agreed to take taxis to my house. We turned on the DVD player, turned off the living room lights, and played the pornographic film L had brought. The four of us sat on the sofa; I had my arm around my wife, and the couple were embracing. As the naked flesh on the screen intertwined, our breathing quickened, and with the alcohol we'd all drunk, our faces felt flushed and hot. They had experience with swapping partners. Slowly, he pushed his wife towards me. I put my arms around both of them, leaned in, and kissed his wife's neck, my hands caressing her breasts through her clothes. My wife, her eyes glazed, leaned against my chest. I could sense she was aroused in the atmosphere. L was taking pictures of the three of us (with a digital camera). It felt really good to have both women in my arms. I kissed the two women alternately, my hands roaming over all four breasts. Then L took his turn in the middle, focusing on my wife. Watching him lift her clothes and suck on her pink nipples, I suddenly got an erection. He was the first man besides me to touch my wife's body. She looked very happy; she was moaning softly with her eyes closed. I thought she must be wet too. After enough foreplay, the two couples went to the bathroom to shower, each of us a separate husband and wife. When the four of us returned to bed, we were all naked. My wife's figure was more sensual, and her skin was fairer. The two women were giving me oral sex together. Watching my wife and another woman vying to put my penis in their mouths was incredibly stimulating. My penis was very hard and felt amazing. Then I saw L taking pictures of us from under the bed; his penis was also erect. I gestured for my wife to suck it. My wife's actions surprised me. She practically jumped off the bed and knelt beside L, opening her mouth wide to suck his penis completely. Because her mouth was small, and she had never given me such forceful oral sex before, I was surprised and excited. It seems a woman can let go of anything when she's aroused, even if it's her first time with another man. All four men and women were burning with desire. L said his wife had an IUD, so I could go without a condom. I immediately climbed on top of her, spread her legs, and thrust my engorged penis into her vagina. Her body trembled, her legs clamping tightly around me; the feeling was best when it was inside her! Then I saw L put on a condom and straddle my wife. Because I was having sex with his wife, I couldn't see how he entered, but from my wife's expression, I knew he was inside her. It was the first time another man had entered my wife's tender vagina. His wife was taller and more voluptuous than me, and this "monkey riding a horse" position was tiring for me. Because of her plump buttocks, I couldn't penetrate her all the way in from behind. After about twenty minutes, I couldn't go on anymore, and his wife took over. My eyes never left my wife's face; she had a very complex expression. Her desire was very high, and L was making her feel good, but she didn't dare to scream loudly. We tossed and turned in bed for almost half an hour, both exhausted, but neither of us ejaculated—partly psychological! It was already very late, so we turned off the lights and went to sleep. Having experienced this for the first time, how could I sleep? So I got up and went to the living room to continue watching porn. After watching for about thirty or forty minutes, L's wife came out to use the bathroom, naked from the waist down. I asked her how she slept, and she said, "Those two haven't stopped for a moment!" Suddenly, I was overcome with jealousy. It turned out that while I was watching TV, my wife had been having sex with him! I followed her into the bedroom, turned on the light, and saw L on top of my wife, his buttocks thrusting. I went closer and saw my wife's face flushed red from being fucked, her legs raised high on his waist. I touched her; her genitals were soaking wet, even her anus was wet. I had no idea how many times he had fucked her in the past half hour. They were kissing as they fucked, my wife putting her tongue in L's mouth for him to suck, while L's wife was helping him thrust into my wife, stroking my wife's soft breasts. It was clear my wife had been thoroughly fucked. I felt both excited and jealous, and my penis became erect. I touched his wife's genitals; they were dry. Seeing others having sex with their wives like that made me realize how much more beautiful my own wife was. So I switched places with him and he started having sex with my wife too. He took off his condom and put his penis in her mouth, filling both her holes. We took turns, one after the other, until my wife was thoroughly satisfied. His wife was taking pictures of the three of us. Finally, we all ejaculated on my wife. Looking at the time, it was already past midnight; the second time, we had fucked her for over an hour. The next morning, we did it again, this time both of us ejaculating inside L's wife. Afterwards, I talked to my wife. She said it was very exciting and she loved watching me have sex with other women. I said I felt the same way, but I wanted to see her with other men because I couldn't forget watching them have sex on TV—it was exciting but also made me jealous. She agreed, saying she wouldn't have sex with other men when I wasn't around. Sure enough, not long after, I went on a business trip, which happened to coincide with my wife's birthday. L knew about it and came to give her a gift—an electric dildo. L originally wanted to have sex with his wife, but she refused, only masturbating with a dildo for him. L and I stayed in touch afterward; he's a nice guy, and he still thinks about my wife and wants to have sex with her again. However, L's wife wasn't very satisfied with me. First, I'm not as tall as her, and second, that day I mainly had sex with my wife and neglected her a bit, so she hasn't had sex with them since. That was our first experience with swapping partners. It didn't necessarily strengthen or weaken our relationship; we just did it because it felt good, and it was indeed very exciting, increasing intimacy and fun between us. So, although my wife and I still argue frequently, it's not as bad as before. After all, we've been together for a long time and developed a bond. After an argument, the thought of her being constantly slept with by other men after a breakup is so upsetting! So, after each argument, we make up after having sex. Since then, we've had several more swapping and threesomes. This is about my wife having a threesome with another couple. It's the only time my wife has slept with someone else while I wasn't there, and it's always been a source of anxiety for me. After the first swap, we both felt good and decided to continue if the opportunity arose. However, we couldn't find suitable partners for a short time because the club we joined had been removed, and we didn't know of any other avenues. Not long after, due to work, I was transferred to a northern city for a long-term assignment, living a life of separation like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. I contacted my wife daily via phone and QQ, and we inevitably had phone sex, but this only fueled my desire. Being single was truly unbearable. Sometimes, looking at the photos from our last swap, I recalled the exciting atmosphere, and my longing for my wife, sex, and the swapping intensified. One evening after dinner, I went to a chat room to kill time and met a couple from Xiamen. We started chatting. They said they had never done this before and were eager to try it. As we chatted, we...They were all very interested. They said they were in a hotel room, about to have sex, and that it would be great if we were there so we could join them. I was also tempted, but I was out of town and my desire was running high, so I called my wife and gave her their room number, asking her to come and watch them have sex. My wife wasn't very willing, but she went anyway. About half an hour later, my wife called and said she was already there, and the couple was having sex. I could clearly hear the woman moaning loudly over the phone. My wife said she was also naked on the edge of the bed, watching them and stroking them. Hearing this, my penis was hard, and I imagined what was happening over there. After a while, the other woman got tired and wanted to rest. She took the phone and started talking to me; her voice was very pleasant. She said she wanted to watch my wife and her husband have sex because she saw that my wife was already very wet, and it must be very uncomfortable for her to hold back. I forgot to tell my wife that I had to be present. I asked her if she was willing, and she seemed indifferent, but she eventually went to bed with me. Soon after, I heard my wife moaning and the man's heavy breathing over the phone. His wife was telling me what they did on the other end, while I was masturbating. After everyone ejaculated, my wife cleaned up and went home. I continued chatting with him online. He said my wife was great, but his wife was probably prettier. He suggested we contact each other again when I got back, and the four of us could do a swap. Suddenly, I realized that if they just left it at that, my wife would have only slept with him without any swapping. So I became worried. He repeatedly assured me and left his phone number for contact. Later, when I went back to Xiamen to visit relatives, I talked to my wife about it again. She said she didn't feel good about it, a bit like she'd been raped. She hadn't wanted to go in the first place, and although the man was very polite, he was chubby and not her type. And after we finished, they didn't even offer to see her off, leaving her, a woman, to leave alone. It felt really bad, even though the woman was indeed very beautiful. Then I tried to contact them, but their phone was often switched off. Suddenly one day, that phone rang. It was their wife, asking if I was in Xiamen and if they wanted to meet, saying that if not, we'd have to wait until next time. I couldn't contact them during either of my two visits home. About three months later, I was transferred back to Xiamen, and their wife called again (it was always her calling me, I don't understand). She asked if we could meet that evening. I said yes, and casually asked where they lived. She said near Xiamen University, and we agreed to call back at 6 PM. But when I called at 6 PM, their phone was switched off again. Frustrated, my wife and I went shopping and ended up on Zhongshan Road. Not long after, my wife tugged at my sleeve and said she saw that couple. What a coincidence! Following my wife's directions, I saw a young couple strolling around. The man was about my height, a bit chubby and fair-skinned; the woman was very beautiful, with better skin and figure than my wife, fair and slender. I said, "Should I go talk to them?" But my wife refused, saying, "If they don't call, they probably don't want to talk anymore. It wouldn't be right for you to go!" So we walked away. To be honest, I regret it now; I missed out on such a beautiful woman! We haven't been in contact since, because I returned to Xiamen, and my phone number in the north was cancelled. Even if she called again, she couldn't reach me. This wasn't a successful swap because, in a moment of impulsiveness, I let my wife sleep with him first. If we had only kept in touch, we might have had a chance to be together. However, I'm quite open-minded about these things. I'm writing this down only because he was also a man who had slept with my wife. After this, we became more cautious about choosing partners. This part isn't particularly erotic; it's just one of our experiences. The following swaps and threesomes are more outrageous and exciting. After those two experiences, my wife and I contacted several other couples due to work, but all relationships fizzled out until last summer. Through a post on a dating forum, I met a couple, Mr. and Mrs. G, from another part of the province. They were a young couple, both under 30, newly married but not yet having a ceremony, and both government employees. They had previously engaged in swapping, even having a "six-person session." We communicated via QQ and were quite satisfied with each other, agreeing to come to my house when they had the chance to visit Xiamen so we could all have some fun together. Not long after, one evening my wife and I went to my mother's house for my niece's birthday. Just as we returned, I received a call from G saying they had arrived in Xiamen. I was a little surprised by their sudden arrival. He said it was a business trip, and he had brought his wife along. However, since he hadn't mentioned coming beforehand, the timing was inconvenient, as my wife was menstruating. I told G where they were, and then took my wife to pick them up. They were both good-looking. G was about my build, wore glasses, and had a refined, scholarly air; he looked quite serious, after all, he worked in a government office. His wife was more outgoing, cheerful, and very cute, with long, flowing hair and a sweet appearance. Back home, we chatted casually. He already knew his wife wasn't feeling well and seemed somewhat disappointed. I noticed my wife didn't seem very happy; her attitude towards him wasn't as warm as it had been towards L. Later, I asked her, and she said she didn't like his mannerisms as a government official—the kind who rarely smiled and was very serious. Later, my wife went to the inner room to play games, and he followed her in to watch. I chatted with his wife in the living room. We had similar personalities and got along quite well. She kept giggling, which was very alluring. I turned off the living room light and sat close to her, watching TV with her. I started teasing her, saying, "You said you get wet easily, is that true?" She laughed, "We were chatting and you'd find out when you tried, but now I'm not coming, am I?" "You said last time when there were six of you, one of the guys made you orgasm seven or eight times, is that true?" She generously said, "Yeah, maybe it was because it was the first time I did it with someone other than my husband!" I asked, "So what do you think of me?" She said, "You're great, definitely more than him." With that, I leaned in, pulled her into my arms, and kissed her. Her lips were round and warm, and she cooperated by intertwining her tongue with mine. Then I gently lifted her shirt and bra, revealing a pair of plump, white breasts. The light was dim, but you could tell her skin wasn't as fair and smooth as my wife's, and her nipples were large and brownish-red. I took turns sucking on her breasts, and she started moaning. She had said her moans were loud and she never hid them. She also put her hand on my crotch and gently rubbed and stroked it; my penis was already erect. My hand slipped under her skirt and touched the crotch of her panties. Wow! It was really wet. I'd never seen a woman produce so much moisture just from sucking her breasts. We were intimate for a while, feeling like we were about to explode. Just then, her husband came out from the inner room and saw us: her top and bra were pulled up, her breasts exposed, her nipples glistening with my saliva; one of my hands was inside her skirt, and her other hand was holding my erect penis. G smiled when he saw his wife and me disheveled. I think he must have felt excited, like I had last time. His wife gave him a playful smile, and I think she even winked at him. I smiled back. Then my wife came out. I knew she wasn't in a good mood today, so I straightened up. She noticed, but didn't say anything. It was getting late, and my wife said she was sleepy and wanted to go to bed, so we all went to take showers. I asked, "How are we going to sleep? There's only one big bed!" G said, "Let's sleep together?" No one objected, because his wife and I had been holding back! Hehe. We got into bed, the two women in the middle, G and I on either side. He was next to my wife, and I was next to his wife. They were both wearing underwear and nightgowns, while we were only wearing underwear. His wife and I shared a blanket, and G and my wife were together. We turned off the light, and there was no sound from their side. I started to slip my hand under his wife's nightgown, and after a few strokes, a large puddle of fluid appeared. She turned around, hugged me, and started stroking me. We kissed and touched each other, our mouths and tongues making "tsk tsk" sounds. Our foreplay became increasingly intense; she started moaning loudly. The only sounds in the bedroom were our movements and her loud cries. G and my wife were getting impatient; I could hear their heavy breathing—they were holding back! Because my wife was unable to do it, we couldn't! Then she turned around and lay on top of me, sucking my penis hard in her mouth. What a proactive woman! During our conversation, she even said she was very lewd. I licked her vulva with my tongue; it wasn't pubic, and it was a very plump vulva. Her juices even got on my chin, and it tasted salty.At this point, G couldn't take it anymore. He turned on the bedside lamp, pulled back the covers, and watched me and his wife perform oral sex in a 69 position. His penis was also throbbing. I think his feelings were probably the same as when I watched L and his wife having sex! I put on a condom, and his wife and I both looked at him, waiting for his permission. After all, my wife couldn't do it! He didn't say anything, his expression was still serious, but his face was full of anticipation, hoping to see my penis inside his wife's vagina. Seeing her husband like this, his wife naturally didn't wait any longer. She spread her legs and guided my penis in. Her wet and hot vagina gripped my penis tightly, and she screamed with every thrust. Well, she had been holding back all night. My wife then crawled over, took off her pajamas, and performed oral sex on G while wearing only her underwear. I think she felt a little guilty, and besides, the noise we were making was unbearable for anyone watching! G's wife and I were having sex repeatedly, and I could tell she was really enjoying it. There was a huge puddle of fluid under her buttocks, and the sounds were so loud I was afraid the neighbors would hear. My wife was also diligently giving G oral sex while masturbating through her underwear. It was tough on her; although G's penis wasn't very big, my wife's mouth was so small. Before, when she gave me oral sex, her mouth couldn't hold it for more than two minutes, but this time with G, she was sucking almost non-stop. We went at it for a long time, but neither of us reached orgasm. She said she only experienced mild pleasure, and she didn't know why. Later, G and I took turns on top of her, and we both ejaculated, but she still hadn't reached a full orgasm. She's the woman with the strongest sex drive I've ever seen, because by then my wife had already reached orgasm from masturbation. After we finished, we went back to our usual positions to sleep. About half an hour later, I sensed the two women in the middle doing something. Sure enough, they were kissing and masturbating each other. (Later, my wife said she felt unsatisfied and couldn't sleep, so she took the initiative to touch his wife to relieve her!) My penis got hard again, I put on a condom and fucked her again, while my wife touched her breasts. I felt the same way I did when I watched TV last time, when L and his wife were fucking my wife. G didn't make a sound, probably enjoying listening to his wife being fucked! Because even the deepest sleeper would be woken up by her moans. I ejaculated again, and she was still a little satisfied, so there was nothing I could do, I'm not made of iron! I slept until dawn, rested for a while in the morning, and my wife cooked a few dishes. Around noon, I was a little sleepy, so I went to the sofa bed in the small room for a nap. While I was sleeping soundly, I felt my penis get hard, and something was rubbing against it. I opened my eyes and saw G's wife wearing only underwear, kneeling on the bed and giving me oral sex! I put my hand inside her panties and felt that they were already soaking wet. I looked up at the door, and G was peeking in from the doorway, only his face was showing. She asked me, "Do you still want to fuck me?" I said, "Of course." So she put the condom she had prepared on me, straddled me, and started rocking as she guided my penis into her vagina. I thrust hard from below, and she pressed down, still making that loud noise, making the sofa bed creak. Because it was late summer, the windows were still open, and I was getting a little scared. Sure enough, I heard an old man and woman talking downstairs. Before I could figure out which house was making the noise, I quickly picked her up and carried her to the bed in the master bedroom to continue fucking her. G also came in, and I felt his face was very close to where we were having sex, almost with his eyes and nose close to where my penis was inside his wife's vagina, looking and smelling. I think he was also getting a lot of stimulation and satisfaction. My wife was watching TV in the living room, and I called her to come with me, but she said she was tired and refused. Later, my wife said that she was a little scared by the loud noise and was afraid the neighbors would hear, so she wasn't in the mood to participate. A while later, G also stripped naked and joined the fray. His wife knelt on the bed giving him oral sex, her plump ass sticking out. I penetrated her from behind, going all the way in with each thrust. Her moans were muffled because her mouth was blocked by her husband's penis. We took turns fucking her like this, finally bringing her to orgasm. Her orgasm was intense; her whole body writhed, and she screamed wildly. Later, I met her on QQ and asked her why she was so proactive that afternoon. She said her husband had asked her if she still wanted more, and she said yes, so G let her into my room. After that, G called my wife a few times, but because she was busy with work, she didn't get to talk to him much. He probably felt neglected and sent her a few text messages, which made her even more unhappy, and she remained angry with him. After that, they only chatted occasionally on QQ and didn't have any further contact. In this exchange, my wife was mainly a supporting character due to health reasons. However, G's wife is truly the woman with the strongest sex drive I've ever met. A 26-year-old young woman, she has a very pure and quiet appearance, but she's incredibly wet and cries out quickly and loudly during sex—a true stunner in bed. After several group sex sessions involving swapping partners, my wife and I have become more accepting of this aspect. During sex, we often have her talk about her experiences with other men, which makes the sex even more intense and engaging. Sometimes, when I penetrate her, she'll fabricate stories about how she had sex with several men simultaneously, and sometimes she'll ask me to tell her about my one-night stands with other women. One time after we made love, I said to my wife, "Let's find a single man to have sex with you. The last few times it was four of us. When I was having sex with other men's wives, I didn't even bother to watch how you were having sex with them. You know I really want to see." My wife, still flushed from her orgasm, replied, "Okay, but you have to find someone handsome, strong, and with a big dick. Yours and L's aren't very big. If we're going to have fun, we need to find a big one to see what it's like." She added, "Just look online, don't look at people you know." It seems that once a woman has accepted a man other than her husband, all she cares about is numbers—it's just a matter of having one more partner or two more. With my wife's permission, I posted on an adult website. At the time, that website mainly focused on couples dating, but there were also many threesomes. My post read: "A couple from Xiamen, 30 years old, 172cm/160cm tall. The wife is slim, sexy, and fair-skinned. They are looking for single men to participate in marital sex. Requirements: high-quality, handsome, strong, with a large penis, and capable of multiple erections. Please attach a photo in your email." I received over twenty emails the day I posted, but most were very brief. Some didn't have photos, some were from out of town, and some photos I sent to my wife were simply not acceptable to her. My wife's reasoning was: men like to sleep with beautiful women, and women certainly don't like ugly men. So, although I received new responses every day, none of them satisfied my wife in every way. My first attempt at a threesome ended without a conclusion. Unable to fulfill my wish immediately, I was somewhat frustrated. My wife, however, often teased and provoked me. Sometimes, when I was in a bad mood, she would rub against me, her long, white legs rubbing against my body: "Let's find a guy to play with us! Let's do it, look, let him fuck me hard until I orgasm. Okay?" The result of her teasing me like this, of course, was that I would pin her down on the bed and have a good time with her. The more you want something but can't do it, the more you want it. In those days, whenever I had time, I would wander around various chat rooms, and I met a few people who said they liked multiplayer games, but in the end, we couldn't reach a mutual trust and the conversations ended. Until one week in June (this year), my wife was resting at home watching TV, and I went into the Sina Xiamen chat room again. After chatting for a while, I mainly talked to a middle-aged man. I told him about our situation, and he was very interested and agreed to all my requests. For safety reasons, I didn't give him my phone number. I suggested we meet at a designated place. He told us his features, and we would observe him from a distance. If my wife was satisfied with him, we would then go to meet him. If we didn't show up after a certain time, it meant she wasn't satisfied, and that would be the end of it. He agreed and gave us his car number. After logging off, I went to my wife and said, "Honey, I just found a guy I can have a threesome with. Let's go meet him. We're meeting at 3 PM in front of the Construction Bank." My wife asked me, "What does he do? How old is he?" "He's 40, a government official, says he plays soccer often, and he's quite strong. Let's observe him from a distance first, and if you're not satisfied, we'll go back." My wife hesitated for a few seconds before immediately agreeing, "Okay, let's go see him!" It seems this meeting method was quite tempting for her; anyone would think, maybe this time I can find a handsome guy! "Let me prepare first, we can't just go like this!" After saying that, my wife went into the bathroom to take a shower. I glanced at my watch; it was already 2:30. A sense of unease crept in. I thought, "What if we're too late? That guy might think we're not satisfied and leave, then we won't be able to do it today." I really wanted to send my wife out to work for someone else, something I'd been thinking about for months, and I really wanted to make it happen. My wife leisurely finished her shower and started applying makeup again. She's always been very conscious of her appearance; before…Even going out to buy groceries requires a little makeup, let alone this time when she's trying to look beautiful and alluring in front of another man! While she was putting on her makeup, I took out the clothes I wanted her to wear and prepared them: a yellow T-shirt, a cream-colored knee-length skirt, a pair of brand-new flesh-colored stockings with a black garter belt, and a thong. I've mentioned before that my wife's legs are very beautiful, long and straight (I measured her yesterday; she's 160cm tall, and her legs are 98cm long, longer than mine). She's even more captivating in stockings, and I often have her wear them when we make love. After my wife was dressed, we went out. It was already 3:15, and we arrived at the agreed-upon location around 3:30, almost the last time he could leave. I was a little worried that he had already left because I didn't see the car he mentioned there. My wife asked me nervously, "Is he here? Who is it?" Her face turned slightly red, but it was clear that due to curiosity and excitement, she was also worried that the man had already left. I told her to sit inside the bank for a while, and I would walk around outside. A moment later, a car pulled up and stopped near the bank. A stocky middle-aged man, about 174 cm tall, got out, wearing sunglasses, lit a cigarette, and leaned against the car. I recognized the license plate; it was him. I went inside to show my wife that it was him. My wife glanced nervously through the bank window, then looked down at me and said, "He's alright, quite mature and composed." I asked her, "Should we go over? Do you want to?" She nodded, "Yes." So I took my wife's hand and led her to his car, greeting him, "Hello!" He smiled, and from his reaction, I knew he was very satisfied with my wife, because he definitely saw a beauty: tall and slender, with long, flowing hair, an oval face, and light makeup. Her small nose and rosy lips were adorable. She had almond-shaped eyes that weren't too big or too small, and her arms were exposed, revealing only her fair skin. Her short skirt barely covered her thighs, and flesh-colored stockings tightly hugged her long, slender legs. She wore 8-centimeter high-heeled sandals (her second-highest shoes; her highest were 15-centimeter heels, which she never wore outside, only at home when we made love). She was nearly 170cm tall, almost as tall as me. After getting in the car, we chatted casually. My wife kept her head down, blushing and smiling, too shy to speak, her hand always holding mine. We arrived at the agreed-upon hotel—the Zhongmin Building. He went to get a room, came out and told me the room number, and we went upstairs afterward. He had ordered a single room with a large bed two meters wide. I knew that soon, my wife would be on this bed with him and me, engaging in a double penetration. We opened the red wine he had brought, and the three of us drank and chatted about all sorts of random things. I figured if we didn't move, the conversation would just be pointless, so I stood up and said, "Why don't you two chat for a bit, I'll go for a walk?" He said, "No need, no need, why don't you take a shower first?" I said, "We've already showered, you go ahead!" So he went to the bathroom. I pulled my wife onto the bed and asked her, "How is it?" My wife said, "Pretty good, pretty dark and strong!" I said, "Hmm, he said he plays soccer a lot. Will he fuck you later?" My wife had been drinking, and her already red face turned even redder: "Hmm, I'll just let you watch from the side. When he fucks me, he'll only lick your toes, he won't fuck you!" Hearing this made me even more excited, so I prepared myself! I took off all of my wife's outer clothes, leaving her only in a thong, garter belt, and flesh-colored stockings, and lay down on the edge of the bed sucking her nipples. My wife comfortably spread her legs wide, closed her eyes, and hummed softly, enjoying the pleasure my tongue brought to her nipples. He came out after showering, wearing only a towel. He was a stocky man, very dark-skinned, probably from playing soccer. He was quite muscular, and although he was ten years older than me, he was much stronger than someone like me who doesn't exercise. He whispered, "So beautiful, dressed so sexy!" Then he climbed onto the bed, lay down next to my wife, and began sucking on her other pink nipple. Now, both of my wife's nipples were occupied by the mouths of the two men. Our hands simultaneously caressed my wife's smooth thighs clad in stockings, moving towards her crotch. When my hand touched my wife's genitals, it bumped into his hand. I stepped aside, letting him use his hand to pleasure my wife first. My wife had already started moaning. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at the strange man caressing and playing with her. It was clear she wanted to resist because of the unfamiliarity, but when a woman is aroused by being touched, what strength or sincerity does she have to resist? I leaned down and saw him use his fingers to pull my wife's panties aside, squeezing and rubbing her labia and clitoris. Her sparse pubic hair was already damp with vaginal discharge. Her long legs involuntarily bent, her feet raised high, her lower body thrusting to meet his fingers. I picked up one of my wife's small feet and licked each of her toes, which were clad in stockings. Then he untied the towel, revealing his erect penis, as black as his skin, not as long as mine, only about 11 or 12 centimeters, but thicker. My wife grabbed his dark penis and put it in her mouth, sucking on it. He then stripped off all the remaining clothing from her body—panties, garter belt, stockings—and threw them aside. My wife was now completely naked in his arms. I saw her vaginal discharge flowing down to her perineum, where her vulva and anus met, signaling that he could proceed. He put on the condom, turned around, and straddled his wife. With a thrust, his entire black penis slid in. Because I was at my wife's feet, I clearly saw that moment—yet another man had taken my wife's fair, tender body! My wife's moans were getting louder. I lay beneath her buttocks watching his penis go in and out. After a while, it started to produce white semen, which stuck to the condom, making it glisten. My wife's two long, white legs were wrapped around his waist, her buttocks thrusting upwards to meet each of his penetrations. It was truly a stimulating and vivid scene: his dark body pressed against my wife's snow-white, slender naked body, his thick, black penis pumping rapidly in her bright red, wet vagina. He kissed his wife's nipples as he fucked her, asking intermittently, "How's it going, little beauty, little slut!" His wife's body was tense, her eyes closed as she responded, "Fuck...fuck me, fuck me to death! Fuck me until I orgasm! Harder...fuck, deep!" (That's basically all she ever said during sex.) My penis was throbbing, so I pulled one of her little feet over and rubbed it against my penis with the sole and toes. After about five or six minutes, he got tired, and I was already itching to go, so I switched positions and penetrated her from behind. My wife knelt on the bed and gave him oral sex, just like with the G couple last time. After changing positions several times, my wife still couldn't orgasm on him, probably because we were strangers. So my wife rode on top of me, and I thrust from below. Finally, my wife orgasmed, screaming loudly, her hand unconsciously tightening its grip on his penis, her hair flying everywhere. Then my wife rode on top of him again and continued thrusting, but he ejaculated after a short while. He said somewhat embarrassedly, "It was too nerve-wracking and exciting. I've never been this fast before." However, unexpectedly, he probably really did ejaculate because his wife was sitting on him, not because he actually wanted to. He immediately got an erection again after taking off the condom. It seems regular exercise really is necessary. He changed the condom and continued to press himself against his wife. At this point, I wanted to try the "sandwich" method often seen in adult films—one person penetrating the vagina, the other the anus. So I had my wife lie on top of him, her whole body leaning over him, his penis inside her vagina, her anus completely exposed to me. I used some of my wife's vaginal fluid as lubricant, pressed it against her already wet anus, and tried to push hard. But because he had been doing it while I was on the side, my penis wasn't hard enough (it needs to be very hard during intercourse), and I couldn't get it in. Even when it almost went in, my wife would feel pain, and her body would involuntarily lean forward, causing his penis to slip out. After several attempts without success, I had to give up, and then we each ejaculated on my wife one after the other. Then my wife received a call from work asking her to come in for overtime, so we quickly washed up and left. Since we didn't exchange contact information, it was obviously just a one-time thing. Later, when I asked my wife, she said that at first she felt he was okay, and it was quite comfortable, but later he became less gentle, and his hands were quite strong when he squeezed her nipples and clitoris, which hurt, so she didn't like it as much anymore. My wife prefers a gentler way of making love and doesn't like rough sex. That's how our threesome experience was; neither of us knew anything about the other, and it was over after it was over. [The End]As I've mentioned before, my wife has incredibly beautiful legs—long and straight (I measured her yesterday; she's 160cm tall, and her legs are 98cm long, longer than mine). She's even more alluring in stockings, and I often have her wear them when we make love. After my wife got dressed, we went out. It was already 3:15, and we arrived at the agreed-upon location around 3:30, almost the last time he could leave. I was a little worried he'd already left because I didn't see the car he mentioned. My wife asked me nervously, "Is he here? Who is it?" Her face flushed slightly, but I could tell that her curiosity and excitement made her worried he'd already left. I told her to sit inside the bank while I looked around outside. A little while later, a car pulled up and stopped near the bank. A stocky middle-aged man, about 174cm tall, got out, wearing sunglasses, lit a cigarette, and leaned against the car. I recognized the license plate—it was him. I went inside and gestured to my wife that it was him. She glanced nervously through the bank window, then looked down at me and said, "He's alright, quite mature and composed." I asked her, "Should we go over? Do you want to?" She nodded, "Yes." So I took my wife's hand and led her to his car, greeting him, "Hello!" He smiled, and from his reaction, I knew he was very satisfied with my wife, because he saw a true beauty: tall and slender, with long, flowing hair, an oval face, and light makeup. She had a small nose, cute red lips, and almond-shaped eyes that weren't too big or too small. Her arms were exposed, her short skirt barely covered her thighs, and flesh-colored stockings tightly hugged her long, slender legs. She wore 8cm high-heeled sandals (her second highest heels; her highest were 15cm, which she never wore outside, only at home when we made love). She was nearly 170cm tall, almost as tall as me. After getting in the car, we chatted casually. My wife kept her head down, blushing and smiling, too shy to speak, her hand always holding mine. We arrived at the agreed-upon hotel—the Zhongmin Building. He went to get a room, came out and told me the room number, and we went up after him. He had ordered a single room with a large bed, two meters wide. I knew that in a little while, my wife would be on this bed with him and me, engaging in some intimate activities. We opened the red wine he had brought, and the three of us drank and chatted about all sorts of random things. I thought that if we didn't move, the conversation would just be pointless, so I stood up and said, "Why don't you two chat for a bit, and I'll go for a walk?" He said, "No need, no need. Why don't you take a shower first?" I said, "We've already showered, you go ahead!" He went to the bathroom. I pulled my wife onto the bed and asked, "How's it going?" She said, "Pretty good, pretty dark and strong!" I said, "Yeah, he said he plays soccer a lot. Will he fuck you later?" My wife, who had been drinking, blushed even more, "Yeah, I'll just let you watch. When he fucks me, he'll only lick your toes, not actually fuck you!" Hearing this, I felt even more excited, so I prepared myself. I removed all of my wife's outer clothes, leaving her in only a thong, garter belt, and flesh-colored stockings, and lay down on the edge of the bed sucking her nipples. My wife comfortably spread her legs wide, closing her eyes and softly moaning, enjoying the pleasure my tongue brought to her nipples. Just then, he came out after showering, wearing only a towel. His muscular build was really dark, probably from playing soccer, and he had a lot of muscles. Although he was ten years older than me, he was much stronger than someone like me who doesn't like to exercise. He whispered, "So beautiful, dressed so sexy!" Then he climbed onto the bed, lay down next to his wife, and began sucking on her other pink nipple. Now, both of his wife's nipples were occupied by the mouths of the two men. Both of their hands simultaneously caressed his wife's smooth thighs clad in stockings, moving closer to her crotch. When my hand touched his, I stepped aside, letting him use his hands to pleasure her first. His wife had already begun to moan. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at the strange man caressing and playing with her. It was clear she wanted to resist because of the unfamiliarity, but when a woman is aroused, what strength or sincerity can she muster to resist? I leaned down and saw him use his fingers to pull his wife's panties aside, squeezing and rubbing her labia and clitoris. Her sparse pubic hair surrounding her vulva was already secreting fluid. Her long legs involuntarily bent, her feet raised high, her lower body thrusting forward to meet his fingers. I picked up one of my wife's small feet and licked each of her toes, which were clad in stockings. At that moment, he untied the towel, revealing his erect penis, as black as his skin, not as long as mine, only about 11 or 12 centimeters, but thicker. My wife grabbed his dark penis and put it in her mouth to suck on. He then stripped off all the remaining clothing from her body—panties, garter belts, stockings—and threw them aside. My wife was now completely naked, lying in his arms. I saw that my wife's vaginal fluid had flowed down to her vulva, where her genitals and anus met, signaling to him that he could proceed. He put on a condom, turned around, and straddled my wife, thrusting his entire dark penis inside her. Because I was at my wife's feet, I clearly saw that moment—another man had taken my wife's fair and tender body! My wife's moans were getting louder. I lay beneath her ass watching his penis thrust in and out. After a while, it started to produce white semen, which stuck to the condom, making it shiny. My wife's long, white legs were wrapped around his waist, her buttocks thrusting upwards to meet each of his penetrations. It was a truly stimulating and vivid scene: his dark body pressed against his wife's snow-white, slender naked body, his thick, dark penis pumping rapidly in her bright red vagina. As he fucked her, he kissed her nipples, asking intermittently, "How's it going, little beauty, little slut!" My wife's whole body was tense, her eyes closed as she responded, "Fuck...fuck me, fuck me to death! Fuck me until I orgasm! Harder...fuck, thrust deep!" (That's basically all my wife says during sex.) My penis was still hard, so I pulled one of my wife's small feet over and rubbed it against her sole and toes. After about five or six minutes, he got a little tired, and I was also getting impatient, so I took over from behind. My wife knelt on the bed and gave him oral sex, just like I did with the G couple last time. After changing positions several times, my wife still couldn't reach orgasm on him, probably because we were strangers. So my wife rode on top of me, and I thrust from below. Finally, my wife orgasmed. She screamed loudly, her hand unconsciously tightening its grip on his penis, her hair flying wildly. Then my wife rode on top of him again and continued to masturbate. He ejaculated after a short while. He said somewhat embarrassedly, "It was too tense and exciting. I've never come this fast before." But unexpectedly, he probably really did ejaculate because of my wife's ministrations, not because he actually wanted to. As soon as I took off the condom, he got an erection again. It seems that regular exercise is really necessary. He changed the condom and continued to press himself against my wife. At this point, I wanted to try the sandwich position I often saw in porn movies, where one person penetrates the vagina and the other the anus. So I had my wife lie on top of me, her whole body pressed against him, his penis inside her vagina, her anus completely exposed to me. I lubricated my penis with some of my wife's vaginal fluid, pressed it against her already wet anus, and tried to push hard. But because he had been doing it while I was on the side, my penis wasn't hard enough (it needs to be very hard during intercourse), and I couldn't get it in. Even when it was almost in, my wife would feel pain, and her body would involuntarily arch forward, causing his penis, being short, to slip out. After several attempts, I finally gave up and we each ejaculated on my wife. Then my wife's workplace called to ask her to come in for overtime, so we washed up and left. Since we didn't exchange contact information, this was, of course, just once. Later, when I asked my wife, she said that at first she felt he was okay, and it was quite comfortable, but later he wasn't very gentle, and his hands were quite strong when he pinched her nipples and clitoris, which hurt, so she didn't like it as much. My wife prefers a gentler way of making love and doesn't like rough sex. That's how my threesome with this person was; nobody knew anything about anyone else, and it was over once it was over. [The End]As I've mentioned before, my wife has incredibly beautiful legs—long and straight (I measured her yesterday; she's 160cm tall, and her legs are 98cm long, longer than mine). She's even more alluring in stockings, and I often have her wear them when we make love. After my wife got dressed, we went out. It was already 3:15, and we arrived at the agreed-upon location around 3:30, almost the last time he could leave. I was a little worried he'd already left because I didn't see the car he mentioned there. My wife asked me nervously, "Is he here? Who is it?" Her face flushed slightly, but I could tell that her curiosity and excitement made her worried he'd already left. I told her to sit inside the bank while I looked around outside. A little while later, a car pulled up and stopped near the bank. A stocky middle-aged man, about 174cm tall, got out, wearing sunglasses, lit a cigarette, and leaned against the car. I recognized the license plate—it was him. I went inside and gestured to my wife that it was him. She glanced nervously through the bank window, then looked down at me and said, "He's alright, quite mature and composed." I asked her, "Should we go over? Do you want to?" She nodded, "Yes." So I took my wife's hand and led her to his car, greeting him, "Hello!" He smiled, and from his reaction, I knew he was very satisfied with my wife, because he saw a true beauty: tall and slender, with long, flowing hair, an oval face, and light makeup. She had a small nose, cute red lips, and almond-shaped eyes that weren't too big or too small. Her arms were exposed, her short skirt barely covered her thighs, and flesh-colored stockings tightly hugged her long, slender legs. She wore 8cm high-heeled sandals (her second highest heels; her highest were 15cm, which she never wore outside, only at home when we made love). She was nearly 170cm tall, almost as tall as me. After getting in the car, we chatted casually. My wife kept her head down, blushing and smiling, too shy to speak, her hand always holding mine. We arrived at the agreed-upon hotel—the Zhongmin Building. He went to get a room, came out and told me the room number, and we went up after him. He had ordered a single room with a large bed, two meters wide. I knew that in a little while, my wife would be on this bed with him and me, engaging in some intimate activities. We opened the red wine he had brought, and the three of us drank and chatted about all sorts of random things. I thought that if we didn't move, the conversation would just be pointless, so I stood up and said, "Why don't you two chat for a bit, and I'll go for a walk?" He said, "No need, no need, why don't you take a shower first?" I said, "We've already showered, you go ahead!" He went to the bathroom. I pulled my wife onto the bed and asked, "How's it going?" She said, "Pretty good, pretty dark and strong!" I said, "Yeah, he said he plays soccer a lot. Will he fuck you later?" My wife, who had been drinking, blushed even more, "Yeah, I'll just let you watch. When he fucks me, he'll only lick your toes, not actually fuck you!" Hearing this, I felt even more excited, so I prepared myself. I removed all of my wife's outer clothes, leaving her in only a thong, garter belt, and flesh-colored stockings, and lay down on the edge of the bed sucking her nipples. My wife comfortably spread her legs wide, closing her eyes and softly moaning, enjoying the pleasure my tongue brought to her nipples. Just then, he came out after showering, wearing only a towel. His muscular build was really dark, probably from playing soccer, and he had a lot of muscles. Although he was ten years older than me, he was much stronger than someone like me who doesn't like to exercise. He whispered, "So beautiful, dressed so sexy!" Then he climbed onto the bed, lay down next to his wife, and began sucking on her other pink nipple. Now, both of his wife's nipples were occupied by the mouths of the two men. Both of their hands simultaneously caressed his wife's smooth thighs clad in stockings, moving closer to her crotch. When my hand touched his, I stepped aside, letting him use his hands to pleasure her first. His wife had already begun to moan. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at the strange man caressing and playing with her. It was clear she wanted to resist because of the unfamiliarity, but when a woman is aroused, what strength or sincerity can she muster to resist? I leaned down and saw him use his fingers to pull his wife's panties aside, squeezing and rubbing her labia and clitoris. Her sparse pubic hair surrounding her vulva was already secreting fluid. Her long legs involuntarily bent, her feet raised high, her lower body thrusting forward to meet his fingers. I picked up one of my wife's small feet and licked each of her toes, which were clad in stockings. At that moment, he untied the towel, revealing his erect penis, as black as his skin, not as long as mine, only about 11 or 12 centimeters, but thicker. My wife grabbed his dark penis and put it in her mouth to suck on. He then stripped off all the remaining clothing from her body—panties, garter belts, stockings—and threw them aside. My wife was now completely naked, lying in his arms. I saw that my wife's vaginal fluid had flowed down to her vulva, where her genitals and anus met, signaling to him that he could proceed. He put on a condom, turned around, and straddled my wife, thrusting his entire dark penis inside her. Because I was at my wife's feet, I clearly saw that moment—another man had taken my wife's fair and tender body! My wife's moans were getting louder. I lay beneath her ass watching his penis thrust in and out. After a while, it started to produce white semen, which stuck to the condom, making it shiny. My wife's long, white legs were wrapped around his waist, her buttocks thrusting upwards to meet each of his penetrations. It was a truly stimulating and vivid scene: his dark body pressed against his wife's snow-white, slender naked body, his thick, dark penis pumping rapidly in her bright red vagina. As he fucked her, he kissed her nipples, asking intermittently, "How's it going, little beauty, little slut!" My wife's whole body was tense, her eyes closed as she responded, "Fuck...fuck me, fuck me to death! Fuck me until I orgasm! Harder...fuck, deep!" (That's basically all my wife says during sex.) My penis was still hard, so I pulled one of my wife's small feet over and rubbed it against her sole and toes. After about five or six minutes, he got a little tired, and I was also getting impatient, so I took over from behind. My wife knelt on the bed and gave him oral sex, just like I did with the G couple last time. After changing positions several times, my wife still couldn't reach orgasm on him, probably because we were strangers. So my wife rode on top of me, and I thrust from below. Finally, my wife orgasmed. She screamed loudly, her hand unconsciously tightening its grip on his penis, her hair flying wildly. Then my wife rode on top of him again and continued to masturbate. He ejaculated after a short while. He said somewhat embarrassedly, "It was too tense and exciting. I've never come this fast before." But unexpectedly, he probably really did ejaculate because of my wife's ministrations, not because he actually wanted to. As soon as I took off the condom, he got an erection again. It seems that regular exercise is really necessary. He changed the condom and continued to press himself against my wife. At this point, I wanted to try the sandwich position I often saw in porn movies, where one person penetrates the vagina and the other the anus. So I had my wife lie on top of me, her whole body pressed against him, his penis inside her vagina, her anus completely exposed to me. I lubricated my penis with some of my wife's vaginal fluid, pressed it against her already wet anus, and tried to push hard. But because he had been doing it while I was on the side, my penis wasn't hard enough (it needs to be very hard during intercourse), and I couldn't get it in. Even when it was almost in, my wife would feel pain, and her body would involuntarily arch forward, causing his penis to slip out. After several attempts, I finally gave up and we each ejaculated on my wife. Then my wife's workplace called to ask her to come in for overtime, so we washed up and left. Since we didn't exchange contact information, this was, of course, just once. Later, when I asked my wife, she said that at first she felt he was okay, and it was quite comfortable, but later he wasn't very gentle, and his hands were quite strong when he pinched her nipples and clitoris, which hurt, so she didn't like it as much. My wife prefers a gentler way of making love and doesn't like rough sex. That's how my threesome with this person was; nobody knew anything about anyone else, and it was over once it was over. [The End]The car stopped near the bank, and a stocky middle-aged man, about 174 cm tall, wearing sunglasses, lit a cigarette and leaned against the side. I recognized the license plate; it was him. I went inside to show my wife that it was him. She glanced nervously through the bank window, then looked down at me and said, "He's alright, quite mature and composed." I asked her, "Should we go over? Do you want to?" She nodded, "Yes." So I took my wife's hand and led her to his car, greeting him, "Hello!" He smiled, and from his reaction, I knew he was very satisfied with my wife, because he definitely saw a beauty: tall and slender, with long, flowing hair, an oval face, and light makeup. Her small nose and rosy lips were adorable. She had almond-shaped eyes that weren't too big or too small, and her arms were exposed, revealing only her fair skin. Her short skirt barely covered her thighs, and flesh-colored stockings tightly hugged her long, slender legs. She wore 8-centimeter high-heeled sandals (her second-highest shoes; her highest were 15-centimeter heels, which she never wore outside, only at home when we made love). She was nearly 170cm tall, almost as tall as me. After getting in the car, we chatted casually. My wife kept her head down, blushing and smiling, too shy to speak, her hand always holding mine. We arrived at the agreed-upon hotel—the Zhongmin Building. He went to get a room, came out and told me the room number, and we went upstairs afterward. He had ordered a single room with a large bed two meters wide. I knew that soon, my wife would be on this bed with him and me, engaging in a double penetration. We opened the red wine he had brought, and the three of us drank and chatted about all sorts of random things. I figured if we didn't move, the conversation would just be pointless, so I stood up and said, "Why don't you two chat for a bit, I'll go for a walk?" He said, "No need, no need, why don't you take a shower first?" I said, "We've already showered, you go ahead!" So he went to the bathroom. I pulled my wife onto the bed and asked her, "How is it?" My wife said, "Pretty good, pretty dark and strong!" I said, "Hmm, he said he plays soccer a lot. Will he fuck you later?" My wife had been drinking, and her already red face turned even redder: "Hmm, I'll just let you watch from the side. When he fucks me, he'll only lick your toes, he won't fuck you!" Hearing this made me even more excited, so I prepared myself! I took off all of my wife's outer clothes, leaving her only in a thong, garter belt, and flesh-colored stockings, and lay down on the edge of the bed sucking her nipples. My wife comfortably spread her legs wide, closed her eyes, and hummed softly, enjoying the pleasure my tongue brought to her nipples. He came out after showering, wearing only a towel. He was a stocky man, very dark-skinned, probably from playing soccer. He was quite muscular, and although he was ten years older than me, he was much stronger than someone like me who doesn't exercise. He whispered, "So beautiful, dressed so sexy!" Then he climbed onto the bed, lay down next to my wife, and began sucking on her other pink nipple. Now, both of my wife's nipples were occupied by the mouths of the two men. Our hands simultaneously caressed my wife's smooth thighs clad in stockings, moving towards her crotch. When my hand touched my wife's genitals, it bumped into his hand. I stepped aside, letting him use his hand to pleasure my wife first. My wife had already started moaning. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at the strange man caressing and playing with her. It was clear she wanted to resist because of the unfamiliarity, but when a woman is aroused by being touched, what strength or sincerity does she have to resist? I leaned down and saw him use his fingers to pull my wife's panties aside, squeezing and rubbing her labia and clitoris. Her sparse pubic hair was already damp with vaginal discharge. Her long legs involuntarily bent, her feet raised high, her lower body thrusting to meet his fingers. I picked up one of my wife's small feet and licked each of her toes, which were clad in stockings. Then he untied the towel, revealing his erect penis, as black as his skin, not as long as mine, only about 11 or 12 centimeters, but thicker. My wife grabbed his dark penis and put it in her mouth, sucking on it. He then stripped off all the remaining clothing from her body—panties, garter belt, stockings—and threw them aside. My wife was now completely naked in his arms. I saw her vaginal discharge flowing down to her perineum, where her vulva and anus met, signaling that he could proceed. He put on the condom, turned around, and straddled his wife. With a thrust, his entire black penis slid in. Because I was at my wife's feet, I clearly saw that moment—yet another man had taken my wife's fair, tender body! My wife's moans were getting louder. I lay beneath her buttocks watching his penis go in and out. After a while, it started to produce white semen, which stuck to the condom, making it glisten. My wife's two long, white legs were wrapped around his waist, her buttocks thrusting upwards to meet each of his penetrations. It was truly a stimulating and vivid scene: his dark body pressed against my wife's snow-white, slender naked body, his thick, black penis pumping rapidly in her bright red, wet vagina. He kissed his wife's nipples as he fucked her, asking intermittently, "How's it going, little beauty, little slut!" His wife's body was tense, her eyes closed as she responded, "Fuck...fuck me, fuck me to death! Fuck me until I orgasm! Harder...fuck, deep!" (That's basically all she ever said during sex.) My penis was throbbing, so I pulled one of her little feet over and rubbed it against my penis with the sole and toes. After about five or six minutes, he got tired, and I was already itching to go, so I switched positions and penetrated her from behind. My wife knelt on the bed and gave him oral sex, just like with the G couple last time. After changing positions several times, my wife still couldn't orgasm on him, probably because we were strangers. So my wife rode on top of me, and I thrust from below. Finally, my wife orgasmed, screaming loudly, her hand unconsciously tightening its grip on his penis, her hair flying everywhere. Then my wife rode on top of him again and continued thrusting, but he ejaculated after a short while. He said somewhat embarrassedly, "It was too nerve-wracking and exciting. I've never been this fast before." However, unexpectedly, he probably really did ejaculate because his wife was sitting on him, not because he actually wanted to. He immediately got an erection again after taking off the condom. It seems regular exercise really is necessary. He changed the condom and continued to press himself against his wife. At this point, I wanted to try the "sandwich" method often seen in adult films—one person penetrating the vagina, the other the anus. So I had my wife lie on top of him, her whole body leaning over him, his penis inside her vagina, her anus completely exposed to me. I used some of my wife's vaginal fluid as lubricant, pressed it against her already wet anus, and tried to push hard. But because he had been doing it while I was on the side, my penis wasn't hard enough (it needs to be very hard during intercourse), and I couldn't get it in. Even when it almost went in, my wife would feel pain, and her body would involuntarily lean forward, causing his penis to slip out. After several attempts without success, I had to give up, and then we each ejaculated on my wife one after the other. Then my wife received a call from work asking her to come in for overtime, so we quickly washed up and left. Since we didn't exchange contact information, it was obviously just a one-time thing. Later, when I asked my wife, she said that at first she felt he was okay, and it was quite comfortable, but later he became less gentle, and his hands were quite strong when he squeezed her nipples and clitoris, which hurt, so she didn't like it as much anymore. My wife prefers a gentler way of making love and doesn't like rough sex. That's how our threesome experience was; neither of us knew anything about the other, and it was over after it was over. [The End]The car stopped near the bank, and a stocky middle-aged man, about 174 cm tall, wearing sunglasses, lit a cigarette and leaned against the side. I recognized the license plate; it was him. I went inside to show my wife that it was him. She glanced nervously through the bank window, then looked down at me and said, "He's alright, quite mature and composed." I asked her, "Should we go over? Do you want to?" She nodded, "Yes." So I took my wife's hand and led her to his car, greeting him, "Hello!"

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