First gathering of three

In mid-December, I met a couple, both around 36 years old, from a prefecture-level city in a neighboring province in central and southern China, through a dating forum. I started chatting online with the husband, who told me they had once had a threesome, but his wife had refused to do it again, and he had recently spent a lot of effort to get her to reluctantly agree. The husband thought I was a good match, and through our conversations, he felt I had a certain level of refinement, believing his wife wouldn't be averse to it. A few days later, I video-chatted with them. The husband was of medium build and seemed quite refined, while the wife was slender, with long, flowing hair, a pretty face, and a well-proportioned figure. They seemed to like me too (I'd say I'm quite good-looking, and my communication was very sincere). I started chatting with the wife alone, and she said she thought the husband's idea was strange, perhaps even a bit perverted. I told her that couples who play this game usually have a good relationship, and it's generally the husband who wants his wife to have more of a life experience, which is understandable. Later, she gave me her phone number, and we kept in touch by phone and text message, both hoping to meet soon. We agreed to meet at the end of December, and I started preparing.
But things didn't go smoothly; I couldn't get away from work at the end of the year. My husband was furious when he found out. He told me that I had taken time off work to prepare for this, and that I had changed my mind so easily, so we should just forget about it. I could only apologize and call my wife to explain that I would definitely come after New Year's Day.
A few days later, I saw my husband online again. He had calmed down and asked if I was coming after New Year's Day, saying that if I didn't come this time, my wife would lose all confidence in playing this game. I said I would definitely come.
On January 5th, I finished my business and came to the city. I booked a room at a four-star hot spring hotel. I waited until my wife got off work at 5:30 pm, and then we went out for dinner together, chatting face-to-face. We went to the hotel, entered the room, and fell onto the bed, embracing. She looked at my face and said she wanted to see me clearly, that tonight felt like a dream, and she hoped she could still remember my face when she woke up. We kissed passionately, made a phone call to my husband, and then we all went to take a shower together. We disarmed each other, and her skin was very white, smooth, and delicate. Her breasts were like a pair of small white doves, just the right size to cover with one hand. The water washed over our bodies, and she grasped my weapon, exclaiming, "Wow, it's so big!" Just then, the doorbell rang. Without even bothering to get dressed, I looked through the peephole and saw a familiar face. "It's me, brother!" I opened the door, feeling a little embarrassed being naked. "It's alright, it's alright," my brother said repeatedly. My sister-in-law dried herself and lay down on the large bed; her white body was alluring in the dim light. "Brother, relax, I'm going to take a shower," I said. My sister-in-law and I kissed passionately, exploring each other's secrets. My brother arrived, and we each took one side of her. I took her nipple into my mouth, my hand slipping into her mysterious crevice, feeling the flow of spring water. "Brother, you go first," I said, climbing on top of her, aiming my weapon at her entrance and thrusting forward. A gasp escaped her lips, "Yours is so big, I can't get in!" We continued our passionate kiss, and after a while, the grass had truly turned into mud, and I entered. A feeling of being enveloped in warmth washed over me. I began to move, back and forth, then rotating, then using a nine-shallow-one-deep motion. My sister-in-law's moans rose and fell, then faded again. My brother seemed to be taking pictures, so I didn't care. I thrust and pounded, recklessly cultivating my sister-in-law's land, ignoring the true owner of this land. Reaching my climax, it felt so good... so good... I ejaculated. I collapsed onto my sister-in-law's body. I lay down, her head resting on my chest. "Wife, was it good? Thank you. Are you tired? Have some water." She shook her head, resting her head on my chest. I stroked her white back. After a while, we recovered. "Brother, can we do it again?" "Sure, you go first, brother." She came out of the bathroom. "Come on, give your brother a blowjob, see how big it is." Her oral skills were excellent; she took it very deep. Watching her long hair sway in front of her abdomen, I felt a tingling sensation in my penis. I picked her up and sat her on my lap, beginning my performance in front of her husband, starting with a seated position for sex. Then I picked her up, her legs wrapped around my waist, and I made love to her as I walked, making her lie face down in front of the dressing table, facing the large mirror, and entering her from her buttocks. She was very engaged and compliant. Finally, we fell onto the bed, and she hugged me tightly as I ejaculated all my heat into her. "Wife, are you tired? You should rest," my sister-in-law said, ignoring him and just holding me. "Brother, the photo didn't show her face, did it?" "No, look," my sister-in-law said as she went into the bathroom. "Brother, how is she?" "Okay, really okay, brother, you're so lucky!" "Can my sister-in-law stay with me tonight?" "Ha, you're pretty good, no problem with her agreeing." My sister-in-law lay down between us. "Can't you stay tonight?" She nodded without a word. My brother started, they were very familiar with each other, and quickly finished. "Wife, you've worked hard, I know you're doing this to make me happy, I'll go buy you some late-night snacks and fruit." My brother came back. "Brother, don't tire my wife out, I'm leaving." I hugged her and fell asleep, talking a lot about her feelings, family, hobbies...
Before we knew it, it was dawn, we had breakfast together, happy. Though the time was beautiful, the moment of parting was always inevitable. We shook hands lightly at parting, and she turned and walked away without looking back. Watching her receding figure, I couldn't help but recall Xu Zhimo's poem "By Chance": "I am a cloud in the sky,
occasionally casting my shadow on your heart's waves—
you need not be surprised,
nor need you rejoice—
for in an instant, my trace vanishes.

We met on the sea of night,
you have your direction, I have mine;
whether you remember or forget,
it's best you forget
the light we shared at that encounter!
" Watching her receding figure... a bittersweet feeling welled up in my heart.

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