A 3P experience

We'd been chatting for almost a year, and last week my dream finally came true. I had a wonderful time with my sister and brother. I had deliberately held back for a month, making thorough preparations. That night, I felt like my soul had been ripped out; even now, thinking about it makes me dizzy. Let me start from the beginning.
Last year, after the Chinese New Year, around March, a couple from Dalian added me on QQ through a third party. Initially, I communicated with the older brother, who was 34 years old, a businessman, and didn't talk much, but always got straight to the point. He had traveled abroad and seen a lot of the world. His wife (whom I called the sister) was 30 years old, a former middle school teacher who had become a full-time stay-at-home mom for the past two years. Looking at their photos, the older man is around 178cm tall and strong, while the woman has a fantastic figure. At around 168cm, her long, slender legs are accentuated by silver high heels, and her deep-V blue tight-fitting short dress highlights her curves. Her bust, at least a C-cup, outlines her alluring figure. Although her face isn't clearly visible due to her neat ponytail, one can imagine her pure and lovely appearance. After further investigation, I learned that their sex life seems somewhat unsatisfactory. They've had several previous sexual encounters, the first of which wasn't ideal. The man didn't communicate well with the woman, leading to some aversion in her afterward. They've had a few more encounters, but each time, she always "runs away" at the crucial moment. As a result, neither of them has adjusted physically or mentally, and their sex life has been frequently strained for the past year, with the woman becoming somewhat "indifferent." The older man suggested I try to communicate with the woman properly first, and if the opportunity arises, we could pursue further development.
At the time, I was also quite curious. My older brother and sister used the same QQ account, and that's how my sister and I started contacting each other, exchanging a few words here and there. My sister is a very intellectual person who likes reading, movies, and traveling. We often chatted together, and soon she started affectionately calling me "little brother." Later, we gradually became more familiar and often exchanged photos. I sent her close-ups of my penis and ejaculation, and she sent me photos of herself with her breasts exposed, all with my brother's permission, of course. Sometimes we would have online text lovemaking. My sister said she liked to fantasize, and I typed quite fast. I remember once I brought her to orgasm through text, and she sent me a picture of her wet and beautiful genitals. Later, after six months of dating, my older brother joined us. Once, while they were having sex, he called me. Listening to my sister's somewhat suppressed moans, I masturbated while saying some stimulating things, and eventually, we both reached orgasm. As our relationship deepened, my sister's feelings for me became even closer, and she even really treated me like a little brother. She said she liked the feeling of calling me "little brother," it felt very intimate. During text or voice sex, I often use profanity, such as: "Does it feel good to fuck you?" or "I'll fuck your pussy hard in front of your husband." My sister used to be quite disgusted by this, but a few times when things got intense, she joined in with my profanity. Once, when I asked her how I wanted to fuck her, she replied: "Fuck me hard from behind." My brother would always listen to my sister and me making those lewd noises while excitedly fucking her. Later, my sister's moans became particularly wanton, such as: "Husband, you're fucking me to death!" or "Husband, you're fucking my sweetheart to death!" I don't know if she was saying it to my brother or to me.
On the 21st of last month, which happened to be a weekend, the day I had arranged with my brother and sister finally arrived. As I mentioned before, I had abstained from sex for a whole month, especially in the days leading up to our date. Every night, I forced myself to fall asleep with a hard erection, and every morning, I woke up from my sweet dreams with a hard erection as well. Carrying the gifts I had prepared in advance, along with red wine, a vibrator, an AV wand, and sexy lingerie, I boarded the bullet train to Dalian. My brother texted me, saying he had arranged a hotel, and the children at home had been sent to my parents' house; everything was ready. I kept thinking about what to say when we met. I'm rather introverted; would my brother and sister find it boring? Lost in these thoughts, I arrived at Dalian Railway Station around 2 PM. At the exit, I felt incredibly nervous and excited. I first saw my brother and sister; I had seen photos before but wasn't sure. Even when my brother greeted me, my heart was still pounding. This was a historic moment! I admit that the moment I saw my sister, my blood seemed to freeze, and the next second, my little brother shamelessly got hard. My sister wore a pure green dress, her long, black hair flowing, hiding behind my brother, shyly lowering her head, looking particularly embarrassed; while my brother was much more composed, as sincere and genuine as ever. He warmly reached out and took my luggage. My brother drove over, and on the way, I stole a few more glances at my sister. She was about 168cm tall, with a slender and well-proportioned figure. She was wearing white high heels and walked with a very professional, office-
ladylike air. The skin on her neck was particularly white. I wondered if she was wearing the thong we had agreed on beforehand, hidden under her swaying skirt. She had said she would wear a sexy thong to see me earlier, haha. On the way back to the hotel, my brother drove while my sister and I sat in the back. We chatted idly, and my brother arranged the itinerary: "Little L, we'll go to the hotel to drop off our luggage first, then grab something to eat, and in the afternoon I'll take you shopping." My sister spoke softly, but most of the time she just listened quietly in the back seat, rarely saying a word. Smelling her perfume, I couldn't help but feel a little restless. I boldly and casually squeezed her hand. She seemed to be jolted, her face instantly turning red, and she didn't know where to look. My older brother seemed to have caught a glimpse of this in the rearview mirror and joked, "Dan, relax! Your sister's just shy. Little L, you'd better take the initiative..." My sister rolled her eyes at him: "You're the one who's going to take the initiative? I haven't been able to sleep since the day before yesterday..." My brother laughed heartily. Amidst the laughter, I took the opportunity to grab my sister's small hand. Her hand was soft and boneless, but her palm was damp...
We went to the hotel we had booked. My sister went downstairs to order food, while my brother led me upstairs. Once in the room, I realized a four-star hotel was indeed different. The large bed in the center of the room was particularly luxurious. My brother said, "Your sister's a bit reserved, you'd better take the initiative." I laughed and replied, "Brother, don't worry, I'll do my best." Downstairs, my sister had already chosen a table. We ate some home-style dishes. During the meal, my sister put food in my bowl and said, "You've been traveling for several hours, are you tired?" My brother joked, "Yeah, replenish your energy, don't let me down later." My sister blushed slightly and rolled her eyes at him. I secretly observed my sister as she ate, her red lips slightly parted, looking very delicate. I couldn't help but fantasize about what it would feel like if her lips enveloped mine. Hehe, a bit lewd, isn't it? My sister wasn't very talkative; most of the time she looked ahead, appearing like a virtuous wife and loving mother. My brother, on the other hand, would occasionally crack jokes and try to liven things up. My heart was pounding, and I didn't know what to do. After dinner, my brother received a phone call and said, "I have some business to take care of. Why don't you and my sister go for a walk?" I understood that he was giving us a chance to get to know each other. So, my sister and I strolled together. When I took her hand again, she wasn't so resistant anymore. We acted as naturally and sweetly as any other couple walking by. I said, "Sister, you're so beautiful." She smiled sweetly and replied, "You're so good at sweet talk." We talked about family, marriage, and my older brother. My sister said, "Before, I thought many things were impossible, like climbing to the sky, but after experiencing them, I realized that anything is possible." She added, "Before, I always felt like my brother and I were just holding hands, but now he cares about me a lot and is as passionate as when we first fell in love." I said, "I envy my brother's love for my sister. People are selfish. How much must a man love a woman to be willing to share her with someone else? My brother wants my sister to be happy; only when you're happy can he be happy. So, to some extent, couples who use online dating are a game only couples with deep feelings choose. Some couples become more loving after using online dating, while others have conflicts. I don't think I can be as carefree as my brother." Before we knew it, we had spent the afternoon together. We had dinner at a revolving restaurant, but my brother had a business dinner that evening and said he wouldn't be back at the hotel until 9 pm, so he told us to go after dinner.
When we got back to the hotel, it was already past 8 pm. Our afternoon conversation had brought my sister and me closer, but I still sensed her shyness when we entered the room. Upon entering, I couldn't contain my excitement and pulled my sister into my arms. She let out a soft moan, her body going limp. I caressed her shapely buttocks and back, inhaling her sweet fragrance. She murmured, "Don't rush, wait a bit… let's watch some TV and wait for your brother…" My erection, like an iron rod, pressed against her. Her face flushed, and she playfully stepped aside, her slender fingers brushing against my hard bulge. We took out the prepared red wine and sat together by the window, admiring the night view. Her cool elegance and alluring charm gave me a fleeting illusion; this intellectual woman was like a night-blooming lily, budding yet to bloom—perfect for admiring from afar…
My brother came back promptly at 9 o'clock. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, my brother and sister went to take a shower... A little while later, my sister came out wrapped in a bath towel. Her face was streaked with tears, her hair was piled high, and she had a shy, charming smile. I felt a surge of adrenaline. I immediately went in to shower too, trying to hurry. When I came out, I saw that my sister had changed into another outfit. She was wearing a royal blue lace-trimmed, form-fitting cheongsam. The hem of the skirt barely covered her private parts, and her long, shapely legs in black stockings peeked out from beneath her ample hips. My sister gave me a flirtatious look: "Do I look good?" In an instant, my penis sprang to life, while my brother was taking pictures with his camera.
I stepped forward and hugged my sister, feeling a little awkward. My hands remained on her waist, hesitant to move. My brother generously gave me an encouraging look: "Little L, be more proactive, I'll take the pictures first." My sister then boldly wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. The wet kiss felt wonderful, like sucking on fresh juice, filled with the soft, sweet scent of her lips. Touching her breasts, my palms filled with their soft elasticity, my sister let out soft moans. Between breaths, I asked her: "Are you wearing a thong?" My sister replied: "Can't you feel it yourself?" I reached out and indeed found a small lace thong, and my heart skipped a beat: "So sexy, sis." I glanced at my brother; he didn't seem to react to my crude language. I knew he was used to this kind of conversation between us online, and before coming here, he had said he liked me to be a little "rough" with my sister. My sister breathed softly: "It's just that I'm sexy for you to see... Do you like it?"
The feast began. That night, my sister changed into three different outfits: a cheongsam, an office lady outfit, and a black bodysuit with a crotchless design. As my brother's camera flashed, our passion was aroused. By the time he set up his camera and joined in, my sister was already a mess. My brother lay on the bed and let my sister kiss his penis. She knelt, her plump buttocks raised high, completely oblivious to her wetness. He kissed her thoroughly, inside and out. It was unimaginable, yet incredibly adorable, that a normally gentle young woman would engage in such wanton oral sex. I started kissing her from behind. Her skin was smooth and delicate. I lovingly caressed every inch of her skin. As my hands moved, her body writhed, her mouth moving constantly, emitting soft moans and groans. I could feel how much she enjoyed it. I tentatively extended my tongue into the depths of my sister's paradise (my brother had reminded me beforehand that my sister liked to be served with her tongue)... My sister was thoroughly enjoying herself, occasionally letting out seductive sounds. Honey springs gushed from the depths of her paradise, warm and sweet, which I sucked with relish... Then my brother and I switched roles. I lay on my side on the bed, and my sister grabbed my penis and stroked it a few times. She glanced at me with seductive eyes and slowly took the shaft into her mouth. I felt my penis enter a wonderful place, the soft, warm embrace scraping against the edges and grooves, making me involuntarily gasp for breath. My sister kept blinking and looking up at me. I tried to calm my racing heart: "Sister, take it deeper." Meanwhile, my brother behind my sister wasn't idle either. An AV dildo and a vibrating egg appeared one after another. Several times, my sister was so stimulated that she wanted to spit out the shaft, but I held her head down and inserted it deeper into her throat. I watched as my sister's rosy face was stretched almost distorted by the enormous penis, and my heart was filled with pleasure. Such a lovely woman, being wantonly defiled by her husband and others—it was incredibly pleasurable.
After the foreplay, it was time for horseback riding and archery. My brother and I hesitated, with my brother saying, "You go first, I like to watch." So he put a blindfold on my sister's face (I later learned that she was embarrassed to watch, and also wanted to record for safety). I was about to get out of bed to find a condom when my sister said, "No need, it's a safe period today." I was overjoyed and touched; my brother and sister really trusted me. When the penis entered her wetness, my sister clearly paused and then moaned softly. Lying on top of her felt like lying on heavy cotton. I kissed her face as I thrust, and then I heard my brother holding my sister's hand, saying, "Dan, enjoy it, I'm here..." I was filled with emotion, and my penis exerted even more force, hoping to make my sister even more comfortable. After about ten minutes of thrusting, I got off to adjust, and my brother came on next. His penis was glistening with oil, white foam oozing from the base, while my sister's genitals were also soaking wet. My brother, a real bed warrior, had my sister turn over and began thrusting from behind, gesturing, "Little L, you come from the front." So, I brought my penis to my sister's mouth. She didn't seem bothered by the dirt on my shaft, grabbing it and taking it into her mouth, her moans immediately growing louder. At this point, my brother also got excited, slapping my sister's buttocks hard as he thrust: "Slut, does it feel good to be fucked by a stranger?" I was somewhat surprised. I only knew that my brother didn't mind me using vulgar language, but I didn't expect him to enjoy it too. Hearing this, my sister's body contorted, her mouth only able to whimper with my penis in it, but I could clearly feel her sucking harder, and her head moving more. My brother continued, "Little L, loosen up a bit, properly train this slut." So I held my sister's head tightly, thrusting in and out of her wet mouth while asking, "Sister, do you like me fucking you like this?" She didn't answer, only responding with the skillful wriggling of her tongue. Then I teased her further, "Sister, do you like me fucking you hard in front of your husband?" She didn't respond, but her excited moans were already turning into low growls. But my brother got excited at this moment, slapping my sister's snow-white buttocks hard and fucking her even harder: "This slut likes men fucking her, the harder you fuck her, the more she likes it..." A moment later, my brother sprinted to the finish line, holding my sister's buttocks and roaring as he ejaculated...
After a round of battle, after cleaning up, my brother and I lay on either side of my sister. Patches of rouge seeped from my sister's snow-white skin, and her black hair was slightly messy and stuck to her face. She buried her face in my brother's shoulder, not daring to look at anyone. The brother gently pulled the sister's face away. Her eyes were half-closed, her face flushed with desire. She curled up helplessly, her pink lips slightly parted, a finger between her lips, seemingly regretting her earlier wantonness… The brother said, “Little L, don’t take it personally. We were just joking around, trying to get the mood going. She knows how much you cherish her. When we play later, you have to let loose and make our darling happy.” Encouraged by the brother, after a short rest, another intense battle began. The sister was like a water sprite; soon, several wet patches appeared on the sheets. The visible ones on her upper body were sweat, while the puddle below was naturally her genitals. The brother focused more on service in the second half, handing her towels, bringing water, and wiping her sweat. In the throes of passion, the sister relaxed considerably. When I asked, “Does it feel good to be fucked with a penis in front of your husband?” she gritted her teeth, suppressing her pleasure, “Yes! Harder…” I asked again, “Do you like being fucked by a big-dicked brother?” The older sister said in a seductive voice, "Little brother, fuck me hard, it feels so good..." Soon after, the older brother couldn't resist joining the fray, their tongues locked in a passionate kiss. Meanwhile, I was simultaneously giving her nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, while playing with her nipples. The older sister liked the doggy style and also the top position, saying it allowed for deeper penetration. On the fourth time we changed positions, I held her on the bed, and together with the older brother, we sandwiched her between us. I clearly felt the older brother enter her from behind. The older sister gritted her teeth and gasped. We hadn't gone through 20 rounds when the older brother, panting heavily, said, "This slut loves it when two men fuck her hard together..." Before he could finish, the older sister seemed to cry, her body convulsing and trembling violently. She clung tightly to me beneath her, letting out a series of cries. She cried out, "Oh...oh...it's coming...it's coming..." My brother and I, as if in sync, continued thrusting dozens of times despite her intense reactions, finally ejaculating just as she was about to lose control... For a full two minutes, the three of us lay motionless on the bed. Her lower body writhed uncontrollably like a suction cup, her eyes closed, mouth open, breathing rapidly. When the two large penises were pulled out, a large puddle of fluid flowed from her lower body; her squirting was like incontinence...
That night, spring was boundless. We made love all night long—mouth, hands, up and down, front and back—we didn't know how many times we did it. My brother and I took turns attacking or worked together. Later, my sister said she had never felt so good; she had four distinct and intense orgasms, including two times she urinated... The night was quiet, and she slept soundly, smiling in her dreams. We didn't wake up until after 11 a.m. the next day. Knowing I was going back in the afternoon, my sister and I did it again, and with my brother's permission, I released my thick semen... All the semen shot onto my sister's pretty, pink face...
When I was completely out of ammunition, I was dizzy and lightheaded. I had to take the bus back around 3 PM. After washing up and getting ready, my sister changed back into her pretty, pure green dress, transforming back into a neat and capable office lady. Her elegant face made it impossible to imagine that such a woman had been so alluring last night... But when I pulled her into my arms and touched her lower body, it was slippery. She wasn't wearing underwear. My sister blushed slightly and glared at me: "It's all your fault, you made my underwear all dirty." My brother saw the reluctance and surprise in my eyes and said: "Haha, that's just how your sister is. You'll see it all the time..."
My brother once told me: Before a threesome, you think your wife is as pure as a goddess; after a threesome, when you see your wife being fucked by another man in front of you, screaming and moaning, you'll know it's not that your wife wasn't seductive before, but that her seductive potential hadn't been developed. Actually, there's nothing wrong with couples having friends; it doesn't harm society or others, it brings pleasure to themselves and happiness to others. But sincerity and character are paramount, and mindset is the decisive factor. My brother and sister are very happy because they've reached a consensus and mutually acknowledge each other's thoughts, allowing them to further deepen their relationship through beautiful sex. If couples can break free from these so-called moral shackles of society, I believe marriage and love will be even more beautiful. I'm lucky to have met my brother and sister. Thank you for showing me the love between a couple, thank you for giving me this opportunity to experience something different, thank you for leaving me with such deep memories and longing. I hope you will be happy and joyful in the future.

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