I finally convinced my wife to have a threesome.

My wife and I have been married for four years and have a son and a daughter. My wife doesn't work; she's a full-time caregiver for the children

. We have a harmonious relationship, but our sex life has always been a source of regret, which is the main reason we've come into contact with this kind of activity. My wife is a traditional woman; she's not conventionally beautiful, but she has a lot of charm and leads a simple life. Before me, she had two previous partners and had sexual experience three times, all of which occurred with her initiating or somewhat reluctant consent. Her premarital sex life may have been influenced by her experiences and her unmarried status, so her reactions were less enthusiastic, but still acceptable, and she was compliant with my requests. At the time, I thought she would improve after marriage. However, things didn't go as planned; the situation worsened. She became unresponsive during sex, wouldn't tolerate any touching, and even basic cooperation became difficult. After several conversations, I learned that she had the distorted belief that "sex is only necessary for having children." I was devastated! But considering that she's incredibly devoted to me in every way except for sex, and she takes great care of the household, I just wanted to see if there was any way to change this situation. When I first started using the internet, I learned about things like swapping and threesomes, and made some friends online. Through emails and phone calls, I learned that couples could have different experiences, but how to communicate this with my wife was a big problem. It was also my first time, and my self-awareness was limited.

Initially, when I told my wife I wanted to make some changes, like finding a massage parlor or a threesome, her reaction was predictable – rejection was inevitable. After about ten conversations, nothing came of it. Then, by chance, I met Xiao Chen, who later became my massage therapist. He was in Taipei at the time, and through phone conversations, he understood our problems and offered advice. I accepted his suggestion to use massage to get my wife used to other men's touch.

When I talked to my wife again, I got a bit angry, and she sensed it. She reluctantly agreed when I suggested trying massage, but Xiao Chen couldn't be there due to time and work commitments. So, I found a male massage therapist through a newspaper. We had a preliminary conversation over the phone and arranged a time and place. We agreed to meet at a nearby hotel that evening. I only told my wife two hours beforehand that afternoon, and she was so nervous she was stammering. She glanced at me and nodded. I waited anxiously for the time to arrive, thinking that I could finally take the first step and hoping that today would go smoothly.

Time passed slowly, but the agreed time was approaching. I called my wife while driving to tell her it was almost time. Seeing my wife come out of the door, I could sense her deliberate dressing up, and I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. She got into the car, and we didn't talk on the way there, but I could feel her tension and unease. I comforted her, telling her to try to relax; if she didn't feel good, we could stop. She just nodded, hesitant to speak, as if she had something to say, but I knew she might back out. By then we had arrived at the hotel parking lot. We went to the agreed room, rang the doorbell, and a young man in his early twenties opened the door and went into the room. My wife went to the bathroom, and I noticed that she never looked directly at the man. However! The man's eyes remained fixed on my wife until she went into the bathroom. He then snapped out of his reverie and started talking to me. I explained the situation to my wife and what I wanted, making it clear that I had no limits and that he could do whatever he wanted. A while later, my wife came out, but her clothes were still intact. With his guidance, she reluctantly took them off and lay on the bed. He then began to give her acupressure, deliberately touching her sensitive areas. My wife would shift uncomfortably when he touched her sensitive spots.

After a brief acupressure session, he used the excuse of needing an oil massage to remove his clothes, leaving him only in his underwear. His pants were already bulging, his penis practically bursting out, demonstrating just how attractive my wife was to him. He poured the essential oil onto his wife's back, repeatedly pressing and massaging it. Slowly, he moved to her lower body, staring intently at her vulva, tentatively teasing her. His wife trembled uncomfortably, so he shifted his focus to her legs, still occasionally taking the opportunity to touch her vagina and anus, seemingly forgetting my presence, intently playing with his toy. Then he asked his wife to turn to the front. She closed her eyes, her eyelids shifting slightly as the oil was applied. Looking closely at his wife on the bed, although not exceptionally beautiful, her slender figure, delicate skin, small breasts, sparse pubic hair, and tender vulva were her most sensitive areas. Normally, she wouldn't let me touch her during sex; with just thrusting and clitoral stimulation, she would quickly reach orgasm. But now, his wife was letting a strange man play with her vulva.

Now, the oil massage was nothing; he was focused on teasing his wife, using both his mouth and hands to suckle her nipples and tease her clitoris and vagina. I don't know when, but he took off his underwear, and his penis was already throbbing erect. He intentionally or unintentionally touched his wife with his penis; his wife trembled from time to time, and I didn't know if it was pleasure or unease, but she cooperated with him and did not resist. When he knelt between his wife's legs and teased her vulva with his tongue, his wife's trembling increased, and her vulva was covered with what I couldn't tell if it was vaginal discharge or saliva. As he moved his tongue upwards, his lower body closed the distance between his penis and his wife's vagina, and he took the opportunity to probe her vagina with his penis. At this moment, he looked at me as if seeking my consent. I didn't know whether to agree or refuse, but I nodded involuntarily in agreement to his request. I watched as he sucked on his wife's nipples while adjusting the angle to conquer her. He tried to lower himself, and his penis rubbed against his wife's vulva, slowly entering her vagina. At this moment, I involuntarily rubbed myself with my hand. He tried to penetrate his wife's fortress, but there seemed to be resistance. I noticed something was wrong, and then I saw that his wife's body was stiff and her face was tense. His movements gradually became more forceful, and his wife made soft sounds with each thrust, but his penis still couldn't enter. At this point, I stopped him from going any further and asked him to leave. After he finished dressing and left, I turned and hugged my wife. She kissed me and gripped my erection tightly. I touched my wife's vulva and noticed it wasn't unusually wet. I lovingly stroked her opening, and suddenly her juices flowed like a burst dam.

I raised my erect penis and thrust it deep into her opening. Her vulva hungrily devoured my hardness, greedily sucking it in. I thrust frantically, forcefully pounding into her vagina, and she moaned intermittently. Her breathing became increasingly rapid with my movements; she was close to orgasm, and I felt waves of uncontrollable sensations. Finally, my wife let out a moan of climax, her body trembling and stiffening involuntarily, her hips thrusting upwards with all her might. My 75-kilogram body moved with her movements. At that moment, my glans felt a surge of stimulation, and I roared, "Fuck you to death!" My wife held me tightly, saying, "Shoot inside me!" At that moment, all of my millions of sperm shot into my wife's vagina. We embraced, and after what seemed like an eternity, I asked my wife why he couldn't penetrate her earlier. My wife didn't know why; she only knew that she hadn't felt any desire at the time, and when he tried to enter, her vagina contracted and closed tightly, preventing him from getting in. I thought to myself, perhaps he, like me, was too impatient and didn't let my wife fully open up. We should have waited for the right moment, which was one of the obstacles to our future threesomes. If I have the opportunity, I will share my real experiences, and I hope my fellow forum members will offer their valuable advice.

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