[Real Experience of Couple Swapping for Threesome]

Real Experiences of Couples Swapping for Threesomes

The internet is a vast galaxy, where many unobservable planets collide, and distant

constellations remain undiscovered. What humans cannot experience is due to limitations in observation or conditions, but

this doesn't mean there aren't fiery meteors colliding, or that distant planets haven't yet unveiled their secrets.

The internet is a release of desire, where many deeply versed netizens proudly express their individuality,

flaunting the suppressed brilliance of their lives, and crafting Don Quixote-like attack methods for themselves.

Tired of browsing pornographic photos of actresses online, though initially patiently waiting ten minutes for the images

to load ; weary of voice chats, listening to the other person's moaning desires, forgetting the burning sensation within

, the urgency to rush to their side for comfort… Then, lingering on so-called selfies,

video chats, etc., the internet is like a childhood bubble-blowing tool; with each

colorful bubble you create bursting, after the initial discovery of beauty, comes boredom. While games involving men and women are certainly enjoyable, how many people can resist the temptation

when presented with even greater opportunities for excitement ? 　　Such games are called "3P" online, referring to sex between two men and one woman. Even more stimulating are encounters between single men and couples who are strangers. 　　Everyone has a sky above them; everyone has seen the moon, but not everyone appreciates the twinkling of the stars in the quiet of the night. Without gazing at the starry sky, how can one have their own constellation? 　　As winter draws to a close and early spring approaches, this season stirs restlessness. The body, hidden beneath heavy winter clothing, can no longer endure the winter's confinement. Like hibernating animals, human desires yearn to break free from their shackles. 　　The cigarette in my hand continued to burn slowly, the rising smoke mirroring my elusive thoughts. Since discovering a dating website for couples, I've spent much of my online time there, reading about couples seeking single men and the beautiful fantasies of newbies. 　　I still find dating websites for couples somewhat believable. What happens online is that many people wake up as if sober, repeatedly asking themselves: Was I the one who was promiscuous last night ? 　　Like a fisherman casting his net into the water, facing the vast expanse of silver waves, he laments that his net is too small to cover the entire surface. For days , I've sent numerous requests via the contact information provided in the dating ads, through QQ or private messages, but haven't received a reply. 　　In my boredom, I casually clicked on a selfie picture. Seeing the woman sandwiched between , I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, a heat rising within me, and my manhood, as usual , stood erect, proving my normal capabilities. 　　Emotions are a hunting process, requiring patient waiting, suitable conditions, and meticulous preparation. The joy of the hunt lies not in how you capture the prey, but in the process of waiting to catch and tame it. 　　A profile picture on QQ lit up; it was that young woman I'd known for a while and even slept with, now online. Thinking back to when we first met, our chats were quite heated, a fierce verbal battle where neither of us would back down. A few days of arguing had somehow sparked a desire to meet. It was winter then, just after a snowfall. I stumbled along the crunching snow to our meeting place, only to find a voluptuous young woman. I can't say her breast size; I'm past my fashionable youth, and I don't want to waste my memory . I just felt they were very large, larger than a woman my age would expect, larger than many women's breasts I've ever touched. Without comparison, how can you judge? 　　The only downside was that she wasn't alone; she came with another female colleague. Do you have to coordinate your shopping choices, and your choice of companions? 　　When this young woman was later beneath me, enjoying my pleasurable thrusts, I repeatedly asked her to introduce me to this other woman. My reasoning was that since she had invited her to come see me, now that we were in bed together, she should join in. The final result, of course, was her refusal. The woman's ecstatic moans beneath me and the pleasure I gave her made her unwilling to share me with anyone else. More importantly, they were colleagues, and it's difficult for women who aren't very open-minded and accepting of sexual views to share a man. Among my many lovers , I haven't found one willing to engage in "threesomes." When pressured, they would always use phrases like, " Find one, and I'll do it with you both." With such an unwilling attitude, let alone doing it, even thinking about it is difficult. Two strangers sharing one man—would she suck my penis? 　　It's a miracle she didn't bite it off. 　　This young woman wasn't very sexually experienced. At first, sleeping with her was incredibly boring. She didn't know how to perform oral sex, and during intercourse, she just lay there motionless. After a few times, when I took off my clothes, she was able to kneel down and perform oral sex on me—a significant improvement. Any woman who enjoys sex and is willing to find pleasure in it is wonderful. 　　After waiting alone in front of the computer for a long time, her online presence finally lifted spirits. We talked about our recent longings, and private topics like whether we'd had sex with our husbands . A sense of illicit pleasure filled our room. This illicit affair, however, gradually transformed into a fear— a fear of being discovered. 　　One time, as we were playing naked on the bed, her phone rang. She got up, picked it , and immediately put a finger to her lips to signal me to be quiet. From the conversation, I knew it was her husband calling. She was gently talking to him about family matters. Lying on the bed, watching her naked and tenderly conversing with her husband, I suddenly felt a surge of excitement. Why not take advantage of her while she was on the phone with her husband? So, I tiptoed up and silently approached her. A look of urgent fear appeared on the young woman's face; she blinked repeatedly, signaling me to stay away. I stood behind her and hugged her from behind, my hand immediately caressing her breasts. The young woman's voice changed briefly, becoming somewhat indistinct. I then used this opportunity to push her towards the bed. She mechanically followed my push, still talking to her husband on the phone. I used my hand...

I pressed down on the young woman's back, signaling her to bend over. She didn't refuse, perhaps feeling a

thrill , and obediently raised her buttocks. I gently inserted my penis into her body, thrusting silently, my hands

lightly caressing her breasts. I could hear her talking to her husband, and by leaning closer, I could clearly hear

what he was saying in his earphones. My penis was inside her, feeling the

tight, pulsating sensation of her hot vagina. After finishing her call, the young woman let out a long sigh, turned her head, and scolded me, "

Are you crazy?"

I chuckled, hugged her, and fell onto the bed. Our two bodies

, chilled outside the covers, were reawakened after being covered. The pounding continued for a long time. Thinking about my

penetration while she was talking to her husband, an uncontrollable pleasure filled my consciousness. With an uncontrollable cry, I

ejaculated all my semen onto the young woman's beautiful vulva.

Looking back, I was indeed a little scared. If her husband had noticed anything amiss, things would have been troublesome. This young woman

was quite nice; in our daily lives, we only slept together when we had sexual needs, and occasionally exchanged

a few text messages to check in when we were apart for a long time. It would be a real shame if something happened, given our otherwise lukewarm relationship.

The young woman logged off shortly after going online because she had something to do. I fell back into a lonely wait

, hoping for a stroke of luck. Perhaps my prayers finally came true; the notification light on QQ

started flashing. Checking her profile, I discovered she was a couple of similar age from the same city.

Spring had arrived just like that? No wonder they say spring arrives unexpectedly.

Since it was my first time communicating with a married couple, I put aside my usual unrestrained online tone and adopted a very calm and

sincere approach to our conversation.

To be honest, at the beginning, I wasn't sure if they were genuine. I was bored, and there must be

even more bored people online, but after a few exchanges, I gradually came to believe they were a couple. Their online

names are "Couple Swapping," but their dating profiles specify that single men are also welcome. I generally only send requests to couples who explicitly state this

requirement ; I don't bother those specifically looking for couple swapping.

I've seen many posts about threesomes or swapping. Some accounts feel like they actually happened,

while others seem to be written by inexperienced kids with no sexual experience—it's all just imagination. For couples to engage in

this kind of game, the primary condition is a strong relationship, acceptance of sexual concepts that are generally unacceptable, and viewing

sex as enjoyment. With this enjoyable perspective, many variations of sex can emerge,

such as : the husband enjoying watching his wife become aroused by another man's caresses; having

the desire to better satisfy his wife's sexual desires; or wanting his wife to find a man she likes and share her passion with him, etc.

This couple had just come across the idea after visiting a dating website. After a long marriage,

they 'd tried all the sexual techniques available. At this point, seeking and replenishing passion was

the lubricant for their marriage. Many forward-thinking couples, not wanting their marriage to become dull and their feelings to cool, would seek

something to rekindle the passion.

They inquired about my health, marriage, and work, which was understandable, given that they

were engaging in a sexual activity not widely accepted. Their caution stemmed from a high degree of responsibility towards

everyone .

This couple wasn't as arrogant as some others I later encountered.

Some, upon learning I was a single man, adopted a condescending tone, making demands

and asking why I didn't swap partners. Isn't that absurd? As I mentioned before, I only send

requests to couples who specifically mention they can find single men. Since you've accepted this kind of activity, we should communicate to see if it's suitable. If not

, we should say goodbye amicably; if it is, we can get to know each other and develop the relationship. From my perspective, I don't want to take

advantage of anyone. We are participants in the game, brought together by needs and fate, to enjoy ourselves together.

So , I wish good luck to those sincere couples who are willing to share their wives!

Their typing speed on the other end of the network was clearly not fast enough, so I looked at their increasingly slow typing

speed and asked, "Who is chatting with me? Sir/Madam?"

Soon, a small woman's image appeared in the chat box. I understood; it was my wife I was talking to

. Even though we met for a common purpose, it's best not to talk about sex with women we've just met.

This is a form of respect for women. Just like now, we both have video chats, but unless they ask me to turn it on, I

would never ask to watch them. After all, in this kind of game, although the roles are equal, the cost of a couple's participation

is heavier.

So, we talked about the weather, the children's studies, and all the normal

topics . Through the conversation, I could sense that the other person had a slight liking for me.

Time always flies when things are pleasant. They had to log off, agreeing to chat again tomorrow. I turned off the computer very early that night

, something I rarely do since I started using the internet. After a quick shower,

my wife and I lay in bed watching TV.

My wife is a traditional woman and doesn't understand what I'm so passionate about; persuasion is futile. Lying in bed,

I imagined my conversation with my wife during the day, dreaming of success, and envisioning

a scenario —basically, replacing the men in the pornographic films I'd watched with myself, imagining myself playing like the characters in those films.

In a moment of passion, I couldn't resist being intimate with my wife. While I was having sex with her, I was fantasizing about her.

That night, we did it for a very long time, until my wife asked in surprise, "What happened to you today? Why are you so

crazy?"

I endured until noon the next day after work. Sure enough, when I logged back on, she was already there. A

surge of excitement —it was my wife. She asked where her husband was. The wife said, "I'm watching you talk." The conversation continued,

with each asking about their feelings for the other and whether things could continue. They seemed

hesitant . The wife suggested, "How about a video call?"

So we turned on the video. The couple in the video looked ordinary; the wife appeared

fuller-figured , while the husband seemed thinner and more composed. Perhaps because they were seeing each other in person, their

conversation became more casual and gradually veered towards the main topic. It was clear they were hesitant about whether to do it or not.

That's how feelings are; they can be taken or left unsaid, depending on a momentary boldness and whether one is willing to indulge oneself.

Finally, in a moment of passion, we reached a tacit understanding to meet.

Once at their house, awkwardness replaced formality; everyone was cautious. Despite the host's hints,

I didn't want to act impulsively. We could still be friends without sex; we came and went without any ties. After all, the probability of finding genuine and suitable friends

online is very low. So we chatted for several tens of minutes.

When the host started playing porn, we naturally watched it. The host had prepared alcohol; alcohol

can relax people and eliminate some rationality.

When I went out to pour more drinks with the hostess, I was already certain that something was about to happen between us. The hostess, with her

voluptuous and beautiful eyes that exuded a subtle spring-like charm, possessed a allure unlike that of most women.

Her well-tailored white blouse accentuated her waist, and her breasts seemed to flutter in the breeze. What drew my attention, however, were her

feet. In their home, she had changed into a sexy outfit: high heels and flesh-colored stockings. The pearlescent

stockings made her thighs appear exceptionally alluring.

The wine had flowed freely, and everyone was in high spirits. The husband began to tease his wife, encouraging her to make her move on me. His

hospitality was excellent, making me feel at ease. The wife took off her high heels and extended her foot towards my

crotch, gently rubbing it against my groin. I quickly became aroused, and reached out to touch her foot,

savoring the thin, realistic feel of the stockings. Her husband smiled and gestured for me not to be shy. Stroking her shapely

calves, I felt as if I were in paradise.

I gently lifted my wife's chin, and our lips met. She responded passionately, displaying

excellent kissing skills. Her tongue moved constantly, and her swallowing motions were very pronounced.

Kissing such a passionate woman was truly a pleasure. At this moment, I unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and

gestured to my wife to take it in her mouth. Whether it was because the curtains weren't drawn or because of her shyness, she glanced at me a few times but

didn't bend down to give me oral sex. I sat on the sofa in the center, and my wife sat down on the sofa to the side.

My penis was now erect and defiantly looking at my wife. My wife, her clothes unbuttoned and revealing her white bra

, touched my penis with her hand, then bent down and took it completely into her mouth. Her

oral sex was vigorous, like kissing—the

kind , which is very pleasurable for a man. She wasn't shy at all during oral sex; it was a natural way

of appreciating the penis. After a while, she would release the penis and kiss the scrotum, caressing the entire penis

thoroughly mouth. Her husband watched us from the side.

We went to the bedside, and my husband and I began to take off our clothes. When I hugged

my wife , I gently took off her top, wrapped my arms around her body, and unhooked her bra.

My wife trembled slightly and let out a faint moan. My hand then moved down to find the buttons on her skirt.

After pulling down the zipper on her skirt with my left hand, her lower body was exposed, revealing a black thong.

My wife's good intentions for this activity were evident. That very sexy thong should be carefully examined and

played with to do justice to my wife's good intentions, but time was of the essence. My surging passion was burning within me. At this moment, my husband was

already lying on the bed, and I whispered for my wife to lie down on the bed as well.

After getting into bed, I stood on the bed and let my wife suck my penis. She obediently sucked.

After watching her perform oral sex on me for a while, her husband moved to her side, wrapped one arm around her,

stroked the other, and kissed her. It was these caresses and kisses that ignited her desire and

passion. After feeling my penis harden, I pressed myself against her, embracing her voluptuous body. I

eagerly thrust my burning penis into her vagina, which was also hot and slippery. She

had a lot of pubic hair. We thrust in and out, responding to each other, listening to her moans. My husband, behind me,

stroked her genitals as I was penetrating her. She moaned beneath me with her eyes closed. The three of us were immersed in a

strange excitement…

When my wife and I changed positions, I continued to penetrate her. My husband had moved

to our side. As I rapidly penetrated her, her hand finally moved towards her husband's genitals,

grasping his penis, murmuring, "I want… I want…"

Then, her husband … The wife eagerly took her husband's penis into her mouth, immediately swallowing

loudly . At the same time, she used her genitals, which were wrapped around my penis, to thrust against my body repeatedly.

The scene I had longed to experience when watching 3P pornographic pictures was suddenly unfolding

before my eyes, and the feeling was like a dream...

I moved away from my wife and let my husband take over. After he took over,

he thrust rapidly into my wife's vagina again, and I put my penis in her mouth. That familiar feeling of ecstasy

filled my body. Watching my wife swallow and spit in her mouth, after several rounds, we asked her, "

Can you feel the difference when two penises are in?"

My wife remained silent, shyly. We were all crazy back then, so much so that I can't even list out

the specific sexual positions and variations that followed in order. My alcohol probably played a part too; we were all going at it wildly. Being a married couple, we knew each other's techniques and how to maximize pleasure. When I was on my wife's left side, I stroked her breasts and kissed her. Because she had been sucking on two penises that had been going in and out of her vagina, her mouth had a certain taste, but in the context of sex, that taste wasn't unpleasant at all; it was more like a stimulant for desire. The husband held one of his wife's legs high, while her other leg lay flat on the bed. He thrust violently into her genitals, and she cried out loudly—a genuine, pleasurable moan. She was clearly completely immersed in the pleasure. I intensified my caresses and kneading of her breasts. With ejaculated onto her vulva. After he left, I climbed on top of her and asked if he had ejaculated. She nodded, and I inserted my penis into her still-leaking vagina.

My penis was probably covered in my husband's semen, and it was moving freely inside her vagina, which had just swallowed semen.

The pleasure was indescribable, and my wife's involvement made the whole game reach one climax after another. There were

a few times when my penis went soft, but as soon as I signaled to my wife, she would suck it diligently, making my penis

swell in her mouth before returning to her vagina.

My wife liked the doggy style, so I was fucking her from behind, my hands reaching forward to thrust my penis in and out while I

squeezed her breasts. My husband had just knelt on the bed, erected his penis, and made my wife suck it, so I

could clearly see this lewd scene. Perhaps because it was the first time, neither of us thought of

inserting both penises into my wife's vagina at the same time, or sandwiching her between us, one fucking from the front and the other from behind. It was

a bit of a regret.

My penis was a little limp, so I gently rubbed it against my wife's vagina. I pressed myself

against , watching closely as she swallowed and released my penis. When she released it, I kissed her,

kissing her red lips that smelled of semen. I felt my penis harden again, and at this moment,

my wife had already released my penis and was directly clamping me between her legs. As I was vigorously having sex with my wife, my husband quietly told me

to get out of bed, saying to save my energy. I stood on the floor, and my

wife rolled across the bed, positioning her hips towards my penis. She propped herself up on all fours, her buttocks perfectly aligned with mine, and easily slipped inside. Her

vagina enveloped my penis, and I placed my hands on her buttocks. My wife took the initiative,

thrusting into me relentlessly. Urged on by her passion, I also pushed hard into her vagina. My wife's strength

was considerable, and her energy was abundant, like a fully wound-up toy. We listened to

the slapping . Her husband had made similar loud noises before ejaculating, and I was amazed by

the energy hidden within my wife's body. We were doing this to her, and she didn't seem tired at all. The husband then moved to his wife's head and put his

penis in her mouth. By this time, I was almost exhausted, and my movements slowed down.

After taking the husband's penis into her

mouth I gently thrust inside her vagina, watching her

intently suck on his penis. After we switched positions again, I leaned back, supporting myself with my arms, exposing my penis to her. She savored it, sometimes stroking it, sometimes

kissing my scrotum. I watched her actions with great satisfaction. A little later, she straightened

up , straddled me, and knelt down to insert my penis into her vagina.

As I took her left breast into my mouth for the last time, the husband took her right breast. My hand

caressed her clitoris, while the husband caressed a little lower down. We could touch each other's

hands. I pressed myself against her again, letting out a series of chaotic moans, and ejaculated inside her

.

This was my only threesome, and I haven't experienced it since. Maybe it's because it was everyone's first time.

Many things can't be done in an awkward situation. There was only a simple beauty, a sexual madness, and

a faint memory.

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