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That evening, we arranged to have dinner together at a hotel. I was quite unsettled, unsure of what kind of people they were, or what it would actually be like. My wife, on the other hand, seemed quite indifferent. They finally arrived, and both were very tall. Let me briefly introduce ourselves. I'm not very tall, a little over 170cm, of average build, and fairly handsome. My wife is 160cm, very slender, 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 were about 35 or 36 years old; L was around 185cm, and his wife was 172cm, taller than me, and both were quite attractive. Everyone was relaxed after meeting, having already chatted for over two months. After dinner, we all tacitly agreed to take a taxi to my house.

We turned on the DVD player, turned off the living room lights, and played the DVD L had brought. The four of us sat on the sofa—a rare sight indeed. I had my arm around my wife, and the couple embraced. As the naked worms on the TV screen intertwined, our breathing quickened, and with the alcohol we'd all drunk, our faces felt flushed and hot.

They had some experience with swapping partners, and slowly he pushed his wife towards me. I put one arm around each of them, leaned in, and kissed her 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 scene. L was taking pictures of the three of us (with his digital camera). It felt really good to have two women on either side. I alternated kissing the two women, my hands roaming over her four breasts. Then it was L's turn to sit in the middle and enjoy himself. He naturally focused 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. My wife looked very pleased; she closed her eyes and hummed softly. I knew she must be wet too. After plenty of foreplay, the two couples went to shower separately, each husband and wife taking their own showers.

When all four of us returned to bed, we were all completely naked. My wife's figure was more voluptuous, and her skin fairer. The two women gave me oral sex, and watching my wife and another woman vying to put my penis in their mouths was incredibly stimulating. My penis was very hard and felt great.

Then I saw L taking pictures of us from under the bed; his penis was also erect. I gestured for my wife to suck his penis. 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, she had never given me such forceful oral sex before, so I was surprised and found it very stimulating. It seems that when a woman is aroused, she can let go of anything, even if it was her first time with another man. All four of us 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 my penis was inside her. At that moment, I saw L, now wearing a condom, also on top of 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. My wife's tender vagina was being penetrated by another man for the first time.

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 all the way in from behind. After about 20 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 cry out loud. We tossed and turned in bed for almost half an hour, both exhausted, but neither of us ejaculated. Perhaps it was also psychological. It was already very late. I turned off the lights and went to sleep. It was my first time experiencing this, how could I possibly sleep?

So I got up and went to the living room to continue watching TV.

About thirty or forty minutes later, L's wife came out to use the bathroom, naked. I asked her how she slept. She said, "Those two haven't stopped!" Suddenly, I was consumed by jealousy. It turned out my wife had been having sex with him while I was watching TV! I followed her into the bedroom, turned on the light, and saw L on top of my wife, thrusting rhythmically. I went closer; my wife's face was flushed from being fucked, her legs high on his waist. I touched her; her genitals were soaking wet, even her anus was wet. I don't know how many times he'd fucked my wife in half an hour; they were kissing and fucking, my wife putting her tongue in L's mouth for him to suck.

L's wife was helping him fuck my wife, caressing her soft breasts. It was clear my wife had been thoroughly fucked. I felt both excited and jealous. My penis was erect. His wife was dry by then, and seeing someone else having sex with her made me realize how

much prettier and sexier my own wife was. So I switched places and he started having sex with my wife too. He took off his condom and put it in her mouth, filling both her holes. We took turns, one after the other, until my wife was exhausted. His wife was taking pictures of the three of us. In the end, we all ejaculated on my wife. When I checked the time, it was already past midnight.

The second time, we had sex with my wife for over an hour.

The next morning, we did it again, and this time we both ejaculated inside her.

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 wanted to have sex with my wife, but she refused, only using the dildo to masturbate for him.

L and I stayed in touch afterward. He's a nice guy and still thinks about my wife, wanting to have sex with her again. However, L's wife wasn't very satisfied with me; firstly, I wasn't as tall as her, and secondly, that day I mainly had sex with my wife and neglected her a bit. So she didn't have sex with them again.

That was our first experience with swapping partners. I'm just writing it down as it is, without adding or subtracting anything. This didn't necessarily improve or weaken our relationship; we just did it because it felt good, and it was indeed very exciting. It can also increase intimacy and fun between husband and wife. 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 arguing, the thought of breaking up and her being used by other men is too upsetting. So every time we argued, we'd calm down and have sex, and we'd make up.

After that, we did several more swapping and threesomes. If you like it and want more, I'll write about the others. Of course, we're still looking for suitable swapping and threesome partners. You can too, but you have to come to Jinan and be someone my wife finds attractive.

This time, I want to talk about my wife having a threesome with a couple. This is the only time my wife has slept with someone else while I wasn't there, so it's always been a worry for me.

After the first swap, we both felt good and decided to continue if we had the chance. However, we couldn't find a suitable partner for a very short time because the Yahoo! Club we joined was deleted. We didn't know any other ways to contact her. Not long after, due to work, I was transferred to a city in the south and lived a life like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. I contacted my wife every day by phone and QQ, and we had sex over the phone, but the more we did, the more my desire was aroused. Being single is really hard. Sometimes, looking at the photos from the last swap, I recalled the exciting scenes. His longing for his wife, his desire to have sex, and his urge to swap partners intensified.

One evening after dinner, I went to a chat room on Xilu.com to kill time and met a couple from Jinan. We started chatting. They said they'd never done this before and were eager to try. As we talked, we both became very interested. They mentioned their friend had booked a room at the Sofitel Hotel but left without staying, so they were now in their hotel room, about to have sex. They said 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, gave her their room number, and asked 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 back, saying 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 man's wife 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 had forgotten my wife's requirement that I be present.

I asked my wife if she was willing. My wife seemed indifferent, but in the end, she went to bed with me. Soon, I could hear my wife's moans and the man's heavy breathing on the phone. His wife was telling me how they did it, and I was masturbating on my end. Later, everyone ejaculated, and my wife cleaned up and went home. I continued chatting with him online. He said my wife was very nice, but his wife might be prettier. He said he would contact me again when I got home, and the four of us would do a swap. At this point, I suddenly realized that if they just let it go like this, my wife would only have had sex with him and not have swapped partners. So I became a little worried. He repeatedly assured me and left a phone number for me to contact him.

Later, when I went back to Jinan to visit relatives, I talked to my wife about it again. My wife said she didn't feel good about it; it felt 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 it was over, he didn't even offer to see her off, leaving her alone as a woman, which felt very bad. However, the woman was indeed very beautiful. I tried to contact him, but his phone was often off. A few days after I returned to the south from my visit, that phone called. It was his wife, asking if I was in Jinan and wanting to meet. I had no choice but to wait until next time. I couldn't contact him during either of my two visits.

About three months later, I was transferred back to Jinan, and his wife called again (it was always his wife contacting me, I don't understand). She asked if we could meet that night. I said yes, and casually asked where we lived. She said near Foshan Garden, and we agreed to call back at 6 PM. But when I called at 6 PM, his phone was off again. Frustrated, my wife and I went shopping and ended up at the Ginza Mall. We hadn't been walking around for long when my wife tugged at my sleeve, saying she saw that couple. What a coincidence! I looked where she pointed, and there was a young couple strolling by. 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, delicate, and incredibly slender and sexy. I suggested I go talk to them, but my wife objected, saying that if they didn't call, they probably didn't want to continue, and it wouldn't be right for me to go. So we walked away. But honestly, I regret it now; I missed out on such a beautiful woman. We haven't been in contact since, because I went back to Jinan, and I canceled my phone number in the south. Even if she called, she couldn't reach me. This wasn't a successful swap, because in a moment of impulsiveness, I made my wife sleep with him first. If we had only kept in touch, we might have had a chance to be together. But I'm pretty easygoing about these things. I'm writing this down because he was also a man who had slept with my wife.

After this, we became much more careful in choosing partners. This isn't a sensual story; it's just one of our experiences. Our subsequent swapping and threesomes were quite daring and exciting.

After those two experiences, due to work, my wife and I didn't engage in any more swapping. We did contact a few other couples during that time, but none of them lasted, until last summer after SARS.

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, both government employees. They had previous swapping experiences, even including a six-person session. We were quite satisfied with each other through QQ and agreed to come to my house when they had the chance to visit Jinan so we could all have some fun together. Not long after, one evening, my wife and I had just returned from my mother's house after celebrating my niece's birthday when we received a call from G. He said they had arrived in Jinan. I was a little surprised by their sudden arrival. He said it was a business trip, and he had brought my 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 looked rather serious and refined—after all, he worked in a government office. His wife was more outgoing, cheerful, and very lovely, 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 told me 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 reached out and turned off the living room light, then sat close to her and watched 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 if you tried it, but now I'm not coming, am I?" "You said last time when there were six of you, a guy 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." "Of course you're good, you definitely gave me more than him." Saying this, I leaned over, pulled her into my arms, and kissed her. Her lips were round and warm, and she cooperated by intertwining her tongue with mine. I gently lifted her top 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 make so much noise just from sucking her breasts. We were intimate for a while, feeling like we were about to give in.

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 hand inside her skirt; her other hand 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. My wife was about to come out too. I knew she wasn't in a good mood today, so I straightened my clothes. 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 took showers. I asked how we were going to sleep, since there was only one big bed. G said, "Let's sleep together." Nobody objected, because his wife and I had been holding back for a while, hehe.

Once in bed, the two women were in the middle, with G and me 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. I shared a blanket with his wife, and G was with my wife. After turning off the lights, there was no sound from their side. I started to slip my hand under his wife's nightgown, and after a few strokes, another large puddle of fluid appeared. She turned around, hugged me, and started stroking my penis. We kissed and touched each other, our mouths and tongues making smacking sounds. Our foreplay became increasingly intense, and she started moaning loudly. The only sounds in the bedroom were our entanglement and her loud cries. G and my wife were getting a little carried away; I could hear their heavy breathing, as if they were holding back. Because my wife couldn't do it herself,

she took the initiative to turn around, climb on top of me, and suck my penis hard in her mouth. What a proactive woman! She herself had said during our conversation that she was very lewd. I licked her vulva with my tongue. It wasn't pubic, but it was a very plump vulva, and the moisture even got on my chin; it tasted salty. At this point, G couldn't take it anymore and turned on the bedside lamp. He lifted the covers and watched me and his wife perform 69 oral sex. His penis also became very hard. I think his feelings at that moment 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, since my wife couldn't do it. He didn't say anything, his expression still serious, but his face was full of anticipation, hoping to see my penis inside his wife's vagina. His wife, of course, didn't wait any longer. She spread her thighs, guiding my penis inside. Her wet and hot vagina gripped my penis tightly. With each thrust, she screamed; well, she had been holding back all night. My wife then crawled over, took off her pajamas, and started giving G oral sex 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 fucking each other repeatedly; you 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 kept giving G oral sex while simultaneously masturbating through her underwear. It was hard 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 would only last two minutes before it was too full. This time, she was sucking almost non-stop for G. We fucked for a long time, but she didn't climax. She said she only experienced mild pleasure. She didn't know why. Later, G and I took turns fucking her, and we both ejaculated, but she still hadn't reached her climax. She's truly 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, everyone went back to their usual sleeping positions. 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 help her). My penis got hard again, so I put on a condom and fucked her again, while my wife touched her breasts. I felt a connection to the time I watched TV when L and his wife were having sex with my wife. G remained silent, probably enjoying listening to his wife being fucked, because even the deepest sleeper would be awakened by her moans. I ejaculated again, and she was still quite satisfied, so there was nothing I could do; I'm not made of iron. I slept until dawn, rested a bit in the morning, and my wife cooked a few dishes. Around noon, I felt sleepy, so I went to the bed in the little room for a nap. While I was sound asleep, I felt my penis get hard, something rubbing against it. I opened my eyes and saw G's wife, wearing only her underwear, kneeling on the bed giving me oral sex. I reached into her panties and felt inside; they were already soaking wet. I looked up at the doorway; G was peeking in from the small room, only his face visible.

She asked me, "Do you still want to fuck me?" Of course. She put a condom on me, straddled me, and guided my penis into her vagina, starting to move. I thrust hard from below, and she pressed down, still making those loud moans. It was incredibly good, I admired the creaking of the bed. Because it was late summer, the windows were still open, and I was getting a little scared. Sure enough, I heard old men and women talking downstairs. Before I could figure out which house was making the noise, I picked her up and carried her to the bed in the master bedroom to continue fucking her. G followed me in.

I felt his face was very close to where we were having sex; he was practically shoving his eyes and nose right up to where my penis was inside his wife's vagina, looking and smelling. I think he was getting immense stimulation and satisfaction too. My wife was watching TV in the living room, and I called her to join us. She said she was tired and refused. Later, she said she was a little scared by the loud noises and worried the neighbors would hear, so she wasn't in the mood to participate. A little while later, G also took off his clothes and joined the fray. His wife was kneeling on the bed giving him oral sex, sticking out her plump ass, and 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, until we finally brought her to orgasm. Her orgasm was incredibly 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 that her husband had asked her if she wanted more, and she said yes, so G let her into my room.

Later, G called my wife a few times, but because she was very busy with work, we didn't talk much. He probably felt neglected, so he sent her a few text messages, which made her even more unhappy. She's been angry with him ever since. After that, we only chatted occasionally on QQ and didn't have any deeper contact.

In this swap, 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 gets wet quickly and profusely, and her moans are deafening—truly a top-notch woman in bed.

After reading the first two chapters I wrote, my wife also got wet and said they were pretty good. She urged me to quickly write about the threesome we had with a man with a particularly large and thick penis a few days ago, but that was part five; I wrote it chronologically.

After the previous group sex sessions, my wife and I were both psychologically more accepting of this aspect. When we made love, we often had her talk about her experiences and feelings with other men, making our lovemaking more intense and passionate. Sometimes, when I'm penetrating her, she'll fabricate stories about how she had sex with several men at the same time. Sometimes she'll ask me to tell her about my one-night stands with other women.

Once, after sex, 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 notice how you were having sex with them. You know I really want to see." My wife, still flushed from orgasm, said, "Okay, but it has to be handsome, strong, and with a big dick. Your and L's dicks aren't very big. If you want to play around, find a big one and see what it's like." She added, "Go find one online, just 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—whether she has one more or two more sexual partners.

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 beautiful couple from Jinan, 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 20 emails the day I posted, but most were very brief. Some didn't have photos, some were from out of town, and some I sent photos to my wife, but her appearance was definitely not acceptable. 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. I was a little frustrated at not being able to fulfill my wish immediately, but my wife often teased and provoked me. Sometimes when I was in a bad mood, she would rub against me, her long, fair legs against my body. "Let's find a guy to play with us, we'll fuck you, let him fuck me to death, make me orgasm. Okay?" Her teasing me like that resulted in me pinning her down on the bed and fucking her hard.

The more you want something but don't get it, the more you crave it. During those days, I spent my free time browsing various chat rooms, encountering a few people who said they liked multiplayer games, but we couldn't reach a mutual trust and the conversations ended there.

Then, one week in June (this year), while my wife was resting at home watching TV, I went into the Sina Jinan chat room again. After chatting for a while, I mainly talked to a middle-aged man. I told him about our situation, and he seemed interested, agreeing to all my requests. For safety reasons, I didn't give him my phone number. I suggested meeting at a specific location. He told us his features, and we would observe him from a distance. If my wife was satisfied with him, we would go to meet him; if we didn't show up after a certain time, it meant she wasn't satisfied, and that was 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, quite strong. Let's take a look from a distance first, if you're not satisfied, we'll go back." My wife hesitated for a few seconds before immediately agreeing: "Okay, let's go take a look." It seems this method of meeting is somewhat tempting to her; anyone would think they might find a handsome guy this time.

"Let me prepare first, we can't go like this," my wife said, then went into the bathroom to shower. I checked my watch; it was already 2:30. I was getting anxious. I thought, "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 sleep with someone, because it was something I'd been thinking about for months, so I wanted to make it happen as soon as possible. My wife came out of the shower unhurriedly and started applying makeup again. She's always been very conscious of her image; she'd even put on some light makeup before going out to buy groceries, let alone this time when she was going to show off her beauty and charm in front of another man. While she was putting on makeup, I took out the clothes I wanted her to wear and prepared them: a yellow T-shirt, a cream-colored knee-length skirt, brand-new flesh-colored stockings and a black garter belt, and a thong. I've mentioned before that my wife has very 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 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 he had already left because I didn't see the car he mentioned.

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 walked around outside. After a while, a car drove up and stopped near the bank. A stocky middle-aged man, about 174 cm tall, got out of the car. He was 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. 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. I greeted him, "Hello." He smiled, and from his reaction, I knew he was very satisfied with my wife. Because in his eyes, she was definitely 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. On her feet were 8cm high-heeled sandals (her second-highest shoes; 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 News 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 in a little while, my wife would be on this bed with him and me, engaging in a double-dragon-phoenix game. We opened the red wine he had brought, and the three of us drank and chatted, talking about all sorts of random things. I figured if we didn't move, the conversation would just be pointless.

I stood up: "Why don't you two chat for a bit, I'll go for a walk?" He said no, no, 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 her, "How was it?" "Pretty good, pretty dark and strong." I said, "Yeah, he said he plays soccer a lot. Will he fuck you later?" My wife's face, already flushed from drinking, turned even redder: "Yeah, I'll just let you watch from the side. When he fucks me, he'll just lick your toes, he won't fuck you!" Hearing this, I felt 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. His sturdy body was really dark, probably from playing soccer, and he had a lot of muscles. Although he was 10 years older than me, he was much stronger than me, someone who doesn't like to exercise. He whispered, "So beautiful, dressed so sexily!" He climbed onto the bed, lay down next to his wife, and began sucking on her other pink nipple. Now, both of his mouths occupied both of her nipples. His hands simultaneously caressed her smooth, stockinged thighs, moving closer to her crotch. When my hand touched her genitals, it bumped into 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 watched as his fingers pulled his wife's panties aside, squeezing and rubbing her labia and clitoris. Her sparse pubic hair had already caused some discharge. 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, sucking on it. He then stripped off all the remaining clothing from my wife's body—panties, garter belts, stockings—which were all pulled off and thrown aside. My wife was now completely naked, lying in his arms. I saw the fluid already flowing 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 in. Because I was at my wife's feet, I clearly saw that moment—another man had taken my wife's fair body!

My wife's moans began to grow louder, and I lay beneath her buttocks watching his penis go in and out. After a short while, white discharge started to appear, sticking to the condom and making it shiny. His wife's long, white legs were draped over 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 inside her glistening, bright red vagina. As he fucked her, he kissed her nipples, asking intermittently, "How's my fucking? Little beauty, little slut!" His wife's whole body was tense, her eyes closed as she responded, "Fuck... me, fuck me to death! Fuck me until I orgasm! Harder... fuck me, thrust deep!" (This was basically all his moans.)

My penis was still hard, so I pulled over one of my wife's little feet and rubbed it against her sole and toes. He went at it for about 5 or 6 minutes, then got a little tired. I was also getting impatient. I took over from behind, and my wife knelt on the bed to give him oral sex, just like last time with the G couple. After changing positions a few 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 came, 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, and he ejaculated after a short while. He was a little embarrassed: "It was too tense and exciting. I've never come this fast before." But unexpectedly, he probably really came because my wife sat on him, and didn't really want to ejaculate. 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 went back on top of my wife.

At this point, I wanted to try the sandwich method I often saw in porn movies, where one person inserts into the vagina and the other into the anus. I had my wife lie on top of me, her entire body pressed against him, his penis inside her vagina, her anus completely exposed to me. I put some of my wife's lubricant on my penis and pressed it against her already wet anus, trying to push hard. But because he had been doing it while I was there, my penis wasn't hard enough (it needs to be very hard for that), and I couldn't get it in. Even when it almost went in, my wife would feel pain, and her body would involuntarily arch forward, causing his penis to slip out. After

several attempts, we finally gave up. Then we each ejaculated on my wife. At that moment, my wife's workplace called her to come in for overtime, so we quickly 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 gentle sex and doesn't like rough sex.

That's how it is with this person in a threesome; nobody knows anything about the other person, and it's over once it's over.

Last night, after having sex with my wife, she said she wanted to find a lover to have sex with, but she didn't want me to watch or have a threesome. She just wanted to tell me how it works because she was afraid that if I watched, someone might not be able to accept it, and she herself wouldn't be able to let go. I haven't agreed yet because after what happened with L, I thought: if my wife isn't around and she has sex with someone else, it's too torturous for me psychologically.

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