[Twins sharing a wife][The End]

My wife and I are both teachers. After an eight-year courtship, we got married this year. We've both been quite conservative since childhood, and incredibly, we both remained chaste, agreeing not to have sex before marriage. We didn't touch each other's breasts until a year into our courtship, and we didn't kiss until 16 months later (so old-fashioned!). So, before marriage

, we did everything except sex, including oral sex. However, the consequences of this became apparent after marriage—years of sexual repression, coupled with being too familiar with each other's bodies, led to a complete failure of our sex life. On the day we got our marriage certificate, we could finally have sex, but I was so nervous I kept swallowing, and I couldn't get an erection. Many attempts over the next two years ended in failure. My problem was that I couldn't maintain an erection; her hymen was too resilient to break. My inability to maintain an erection wasn't psychological or pathological, but rather because I was too familiar with her body, and she generally couldn't arouse me.

My best friend is a female colleague. I watched as she went from being a very conservative girl—her boyfriend asked to stay in the same room for one night, which resulted in her beating him—to finally experiencing the pleasures of sex before their marriage, thanks to his persistent efforts. This so-called "honeymoon period" (sex for several days straight except for eating, drinking, and relieving oneself), which I used to only see in erotic novels or sex magazines, I witnessed firsthand the experiences of those around me. I finally understood: it's not that we are noble and pure while others are lewd and vulgar, but that we are wrong! The fact is, among the people I know, not one hasn't had premarital sex. There's a principle in medicine: 95% of people are considered normal, and 5% are considered abnormal. Therefore, we are a minority, and our status is not diminishing. My father, a senior doctor, told me that large animals engage in sexual activity immediately upon reaching sexual maturity, which is in accordance with nature. However, the age of sexual maturity in humans is constantly decreasing, currently around 14 years old. His conclusion is that the optimal age for losing one's virginity is 14, and the optimal age for pregnancy is 18. It's too late, too late. I finally understand that sex isn't something ugly; on the contrary, it's one of the most beautiful gifts God has given to mankind, and we should enjoy it. I shouldn't have viewed sex as so sacred and mysterious. Rationally speaking, sex is simply the exchange of bodily fluids. My wife and I have an enviable love, but we've forever lost the "honeymoon period" that many people experience sexually, I think sadly.

This can't go on; without harmonious sex, our marriage will definitely run aground. I need to change! My first step is for my wife and me to open our hearts and let go of our outdated views. My wife's family is very traditional. Like many parents, her mother instilled outdated and ignorant sexual concepts in her children from a young age—she intimidated my wife, making her believe that sex is terrifying and ugly. First, my wife and I would swear during oral sex. While I was inserting my penis into her cherry-like nipples (they're really tiny!), I said things that made her blush and her heart race: "Look at you, all high and mighty when you're teaching your students, but now you're still sucking my cock and begging for pleasure, aren't you? If the students knew, hmph..." "You little slut, you little whore, you little whore, you little pervert," and so on. Then, to get a little exciting—my sister-in-law and her boyfriend were in the living room, and my wife was giving me oral sex in the bedroom. If they came in or passed by on their way to the bathroom, they would see us. (By the way, once before, my girlfriend—that is, my wife—and I were doing bondage SM in bed before we were married, and my sister-in-law saw us.) And just yesterday—June 25, 2006—I had a sudden idea and decided to let my twin brother join in my sex with my wife. He doesn't have a girlfriend now, which avoids disrespecting or hurting her; he's the safest, with no need to worry about the harm a leak would cause to my wife and me (we teachers should set a good example); we twins are practically identical physiologically and psychologically, so he's the only one I can allow to ejaculate inside my wife without a condom, and the children carrying my child are the same as my brother's; he doesn't have a girlfriend now because a girl hurt him in the past, and he lost confidence in love. I hope to use my wife to deflower him, help him regain his confidence, and turn him back into the dashing and talented young man he was in elementary and middle school; finally, and most importantly: the involvement of an outsider will make my wife and I's sex more exciting, and make our failed attempt at sex a success.

I first talked to my brother, whose concerns were: he was afraid others would find out, and he was worried about the awkwardness of switching roles with my wife, whom he usually joked around with like a buddy. I successfully persuaded him with my fluent and eloquent speech.

Afterwards, my wife and I took a nap. Before that, we did oral sex. I laid the groundwork by asking my wife to add more vivid and realistic sexual fantasies. I asked her to imagine me as someone else, but she imagined me as a masseur taking advantage of her. Watching her moan and tremble under my all-encompassing hands, I said, "Miss, such small breasts.

" (sweat) As I thrust my penis into her lower body, she, as usual, became aroused, moaning and groaning. I seized the opportunity to ask her, "Miss, who makes you feel better, me or your husband?" She hesitated for a moment, then said, "You're better."

Like countless erotic stories, I was now incredibly aroused, reaching my peak. After a series of teasing exchanges, she, ever perceptive, noticed something and said, "Do you want your brother to have a threesome with us?" I admitted it. She blushed and lay face down on the bed, burying her face in the pillow. I quickly climbed onto her back, my penis pressing against her genitals, gently caressing her back, and using a deep, sexy voice to persuade her. I addressed her concerns one by one, then used suggestive language to ignite her lewd fantasies, finally gaining her approval.

Tonight, my brother will come to our new house to watch the World Cup and sleep in the computer room. I've reached agreements with them separately. Tonight's minimum goals are: 1. Wife's exposure – I require my wife to go braless, wearing revealing clothing that shows her breasts through the sleeves, or see-through clothing; and a skirt or other clothing suitable for "movement." 2. Using card games as a medium, possibly with the stimulation of alcohol, the goal is: if my wife loses, she'll give us oral sex; if we lose, we'll serve her – sucking her breasts, touching her nipples, stimulating her genitals, spanking her, etc. The overall minimum goal is for my wife to give my brother oral sex and for my brother to watch us have sex and take pictures. The ultimate goal, of course, is a threesome, my brother and wife playing alone together, and even more lewd sexual acts.

In about seven hours, my wife and I will welcome the most familiar stranger to our world – my twin brother. Normally conservative and passive, I'm going to take the initiative tonight, to stir up the atmosphere and strive to ensure that every mouth of my beloved woman receives a guest whose penis is almost identical to mine. I firmly believe that through this "communal sharing of wife," my wife will become sexy and alluring under the nourishment of double the semen; my brother will become tall and dashing, looking down on all other women; and I, in the rush of my heart and extraordinary erection, will experience a different kind of perfect and exciting sex.

Bless me, pray me, after tonight's events, at the latest tomorrow morning, I will write about the process. I hope to share my experience with fellow sex enthusiasts. Finally, a few points to clarify: 1. It's a true story, I disdain to lie; 2. It was indeed first published on the Yihua Palace Chinese Community; 3. This is a serial, I won't leave it unfinished or abandon it; 4. Finally, based on my personal experience, I remind everyone: premarital sex is essential!! Last night, after dinner, the three of us went to my wife's and my newlywed home. The three of us showered, brushed our teeth, and started playing cards—specifically, Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game). In Dou Dizhu, one person wins each round, and the other two lose. Soon, we were all naked, each having won and lost. Seeing my wife completely naked under the gaze of other men felt like a kitten was scratching inside me, making me feel itchy. Since it was our first time doing something like this, my brother and wife were both quite nervous and embarrassed; my wife refused to perform oral sex. After we were naked, if my wife lost, I would choose the punishment. The order was: (my wife kissing my brother) on the face, on the lips, and then French kissing. Then I racked my brains and came up with:

(my brother sucking on one of my wife's nipples for ten seconds (I'll count the seconds), kissing and licking her neck, kissing and licking her buttocks, licking her nipples in circles instead of just the nipples, touching her vulva, licking her vulva, my brother and I touching my wife together—he hugging and caressing her breasts from behind, while I touched her genitals and buttocks, my brother and I each sucking on one of my wife's nipples, etc. When my wife was being touched on the breasts, she looked at me with lustful eyes. As I watched my wife's nipples move between my brother's fingers, I felt that letting my wife experience the caresses of other men was a way of showing my love for her.

When my brother was sucking and licking my wife's nipples, she looked at me, biting her lower lip. Seeing a man other than myself doing such intimate things to my wife didn't evoke the kind of excitement described in erotic novels; instead, I felt a warm, familial feeling. I think it's because my brother and I are so alike, just like how I would take liberties with my wife, and currently, there's a lack of attraction between the sexes and the perverse thrill of infidelity between my brother and wife. I hope this will improve after my wife performs oral sex or even intercourse with my brother in the future.

The round of 16 match between Italy and Australia started, and we turned off the lights. The three of us, naked, squeezed together on the sofa to watch the game. My brother and I each held one of my wife's thighs, making her spread her genitals, somewhat like an abortion position, which we jokingly called "watching the game with her vagina." My brother and I occasionally made intimate gestures with my wife. His movements were gentle, and like before, they didn't give me any excitement, but rather a warm feeling. At my request, my brother would gently stroke my wife's thighs and reach under her crotch to caress her vulva (this was a good move, as his palm touched her buttocks and three small holes). I also fulfilled one of my wishes: my brother and I each pinched one of my wife's labia majora, examining and touching them separately, and I noticed she was wetter than usual. I hope to fulfill another wish in the near future: my brother and I will take turns having sex with my wife, constantly switching positions. My wife will embrace him sideways, occasionally playfully pecking at him like little birds—what a touching scene (not exciting, damn it).

(Afterwards, my wife and I slept in the bedroom, and my brother slept in the computer room. After my wife gave me oral sex, we whispered a lot. My wife definitely felt some pleasure from the affair; the simultaneous caresses from two people were definitely twice as pleasurable as if I were giving her alone. She was looking forward to things developing further, ready to welcome the new man's penetration.

Yesterday, we only reached this point, which didn't satisfy me. I think the reason is that neither of them opened up. My brother felt my wife was usually too conservative and was afraid she wouldn't open up and would embarrass him; while my wife naturally had the shyness of a young girl.) However, later last night, my wife got aroused and thought my brother was adorable: as a virgin, he blushed, gave her a sweet, innocent kiss, and then quickly pulled away. My wife secretly told me last night that she could give him oral sex.

This morning, my wife and I kissed more passionately, tenderly, and intensely than before. I indeed found her even more alluring and sexy. Kissing her lips, tongue, nipples, and genitals, recalling that other men had visited these places, I didn't find my wife impure at all; instead, I found her even more radiant and captivating. This is the benefit of perverse sexual behavior.

Tonight, my brother will come up to watch Brazil vs. Ghana and Spain vs. France. I want to persuade him, tell him that his wife likes him, thinks he's adorable, and that he can definitely give her oral sex and intercourse today; I want my wife to be proactive and wanton today.

Despite last night's less-than-ideal outcome, I remain optimistic. At the earliest today, at the latest tomorrow, my wife will be moaning and writhing beneath my brother, reaching a climax, and our sex life will reach a new level.

After our simple, three-way sexual encounter on June 26th (as described in my post on the 10th floor), my brother called me the next day. He said he still couldn't get over his own conscience, feeling it was inappropriate and would negatively impact his future. When my wife returned, I told her the bad news. She was very disappointed, and we both collapsed weakly onto the sofa, not even bothering to cook dinner. She felt incredibly unattractive—it was one thing for me to be tired of her body after years of dating, but even my brother wasn't interested in her body.

I quickly comforted my wife, asking her to recall the intense sexual interest shown to her by a very devoted suitor (her brief ex-boyfriend, who ultimately won me over) during their months-long relationship.

This ex-boyfriend had once straddled my wife on the sofa in an empty room, pressing his penis against her genitals, trying to undo her belt. My wife sternly said, "If you do that again, I'll call for help." He paused for a moment, realizing his wife was serious, then silently climbed down, curled up, and sat down beside her with his head down. His wife, recalling this experience, regained her confidence.

On the 27th, my wife and I tried to make love again, but failed shamefully. I decided to see a psychologist, but my wife felt that psychologists in China were far inferior to those in America, and useless. On the morning of the 28th, my brother called me, saying he had come to his senses and could come and have sex with my wife. I was certain he wasn't doing this out of pity for us. So, my brother planned to come to my house on the afternoon of June 30th, under the pretext of watching the Germany vs. Argentina and Italy vs. Ukraine matches, to have sex with my wife. He suggested creating a lewd atmosphere so he could release himself in a relaxed state. My wife was overjoyed at the news, and we looked forward to the big day together.

The 30th arrived. After dinner, my wife and I waited happily at home for my brother and his genitals to arrive. He came! He finally came! He came with his little monk. Just like last time, we took showers first, and the two of them quickly took a bath together. We played cards again, and the winner could ask the loser to do anything. This time, it was much bolder than last time. I won against them, and I would ask them to perform what we did last time, but the breakthrough was adding that my wife had to give him oral sex. My wife did it this time (if you want someone to have sex with you, you have to give something in return). Surprisingly, watching my wife give oral sex to another man didn't shock me much; of course, it was very sexy. Once, my brother inserted his finger into my wife's vagina, and her face flushed and she bit her lower lip. I was surprised to see that my brother's finger went in and out of her vagina smoothly, and I even heard squelching sounds, something I had never done in all these years. With so much fluid, I believed that we could successfully have intercourse at this point. The other punishments remained the same, but we successfully created a lewd atmosphere. Because it was too late, we didn't have intercourse, but instead started watching Germany vs. Argentina. After sadly watching Argentina get eliminated, we went to bed.

A memorable day arrived—July 1st, 2006. On the birthday of the Communist Party of China, my brother and I finally succeeded in taking turns raping a prospective Party member—my wife.

That evening, we took a shower first. I used my brother's phone to take pictures of their lewd behavior.

They took a bath together, and I took pictures while my penis remained erect. They struck many poses in the bathroom: back groping, a titanic cross shape, erect vulva, kneeling oral sex, etc. After showering, I dressed my wife in a cute sundress, without a bra or underwear. First, I took full-body photos (see-through, highlighting her nipples), then removed half of her top, revealing her left breast, right breast, and both breasts, then she lifted her skirt to reveal her pubic hair, and then lifted her skirt significantly to reveal her nipples, taking a picture while bending over with her back to the camera. Afterwards, I took several pictures of my wife with her legs spread on the bed. Several pictures of various oral sex acts were also taken. The bedroom was filled with a harmonious yet lewd atmosphere.

The three of us rolled around like three worms on my wife's and my wedding bed, under our large wedding photo. The other two even did 69, but the effect wasn't ideal—my brother's tongue is a bit short. Despite all that foreplay, my wife, who had suffered from vaginal dryness for years, still didn't produce much lubrication, making penetration difficult. We played cards again, and the atmosphere became even more lewd because of the phone selfies. My brother would pick up my wife and press his penis against her genitals, performing a romantic, intimate dance. My brother likes perverts on buses, so he would grab my wife and role-play to satisfy his lust. I held my wife's hands high, firmly controlling them. My brother groped her from behind, touching her hands and mouth.

I couldn't resist sitting on the floor and taking a picture of this lewd scene from below: my wife with her hands raised, my brother touching her breasts and buttocks with one hand, and my wife cooperating with the pervert's advances with a blissful expression. And at this moment, the oral sex my wife gave us, especially my brother, was very different from before: you could tell she was very engaged, genuinely wanting to use her lips and tongue to bring my brother to ecstasy. As I filmed, I instructed my wife to lick from bottom to top, then look at my brother with seductive eyes. When I finally pulled my penis out of her mouth, I could see a glistening liquid sticking between the two organs, making my heart race and my mouth dry.

Finally, after I won against both of them, my wife said, "I think there's enough fluid, let's try penetration."

They climbed onto the wedding bed, starting in the woman-on-top position. My wife guided me with her hands, smoothly inserting my brother's penis into her vagina. I watched this historic scene from behind, seeing my beloved woman sitting on another man, her lower body deeply penetrated, her vaginal opening swallowing and releasing another man's even thicker, grotesque penis like a mouth; and looking at my wife's face—unprecedentedly flushed, eyes tightly closed, unconsciously swaying her head, emitting incoherent moans that seemed more like lustful cries. At that moment, I felt like I was about to have a heart attack, truly experiencing the painful yet stimulating feeling of a rapidly beating heart, just like Hu Zuofei, the author of "Humiliating My Girlfriend." After taking a few photos, I focused on watching my wife being wildly penetrated.

My brother was different from me; he was proactive. When he noticed the resistance in my wife's vagina, he didn't force it in like I did, but instead thrust near the point of resistance, successfully loosening it. In this short time, he conquered the dry vagina I had struggled with for years. After several vigorous thrusts, they changed positions. My wife lay on her back beside the bed, and my brother stood below, lifting her legs with both hands. His penis slid smoothly in and out of her vagina. My wife's cries were louder than ever before. I tried to put my penis in her mouth, but she refused—she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control her moans and would bite my manhood. Watching my wife being fucked by someone else on the side of the bed, lying on her back, moaning and groaning, seemingly oblivious to the world around her, I once again felt my heart pounding in my throat. Finally, I heard the wet, squelching sounds I'd heard in many pornographic films and even in recordings of myself and my girlfriend having sex with my friends! For years, my wife and I had thought her vagina was really dry, and that it would never overflow like this. But on this day, the Party's birthday, with my brother's virgin penis thrusting powerfully, my wife really did cum. Her vaginal fluids flowed out, joyfully rushing into the distance. I added fuel to the fire with lewd words:

"Wife, are you enjoying being penetrated by another man right next to your husband, experiencing wave after wave of orgasms?" I was also busy pulling up the condom, vigorously kneading my wife's breasts, and gently massaging her clitoris. Afterwards, my wife told me that she was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she didn't even know where she was or who she was, let alone what I said or did.

Seeing my wife so satisfied, I wasn't jealous at all; instead, I was deeply moved. For eight years, I hadn't been able to give my wife sexual pleasure, and she was finally able to enjoy it. This was what I owed her, what she deserved. And the one who gave her complete love wasn't someone else, but my closest person (beyond my wife), my twin brother who I'd known for ten months longer than he was older than me. What more could I ask for in life?

My brother was good; he struggled for a long time, but just before he was about to ejaculate, he unfortunately ran out of energy, and I took over. Gently, I smoothly slid my penis into my wife's overflowing vagina. I was so moved. Before, every time I wanted to penetrate deeply, it took several minutes of effort, accompanied by pain in both of our genitals. My wife welcomed my powerful thrusts with the same passion and lust she showed when she was with my brother. Her vagina offered no resistance at all, and it was overflowing with vaginal fluid, flowing down my thighs. I have more stamina than my brother, and my relentless thrusting made my wife moan wantonly. She was slowly pushed back by my powerful momentum, but I pulled her back with both hands, continuing to endure my high-frequency reciprocating thrusts. Perhaps because I usually need to use my right hand to squeeze forcefully during masturbation, I had no intention of ejaculating. Instead, I was able to vigorously fuck my wife—a school teacher—while discussing grocery shopping plans with my brother the next day. Finally, under our alternating rape and my endless thrusting, my wife begged for mercy. But I felt like I hadn't even used half my strength. My wife's back was almost broken, and her lower body was a mess. In the

end, although there was a slight regret that I hadn't ejaculated, it was already so perfect that it brought tears to my eyes. My wife and I took turns expressing our gratitude to my brother, showering him with flattery. The "sexual honeymoon" we thought we'd lost forever had returned; the sexual pleasure we thought we'd never experience again had arrived. All this was thanks to my brother, who, unusually, showed no fear despite being a virgin. He displayed incredible prowess, successfully taking away the 26-year-old virginity of my beloved wife, my newlywed sweetheart, while simultaneously offering his own 26-year-old virginity to her. Within half an hour, my wife, still feeling incredibly refreshed, used her wet vagina to transform me from a 26-year-old virgin into a 26-year-old man. We

watched England vs. Portugal with my brother, overflowing with gratitude and feeling completely satisfied. I demanded that my wife properly thank my brother's "little monk" (he claimed that because the "little monk" had successfully slept with his sister-in-law, he had been promoted to the head of the Dharma Academy). My wife lay on the sofa, my brother straddling her, his unparalleled Dharma Academy head penetrating her cherry-like breasts. I could see it; the lewd passion had faded, replaced by a deep sense of gratitude emanating from their bodies. With her tender gestures, my wife thanked my brother on our behalf.

And so, we succeeded. On July 1, 2006, all three of us lost our virginity, but gained even more. My wife warmly invited my brother to come to her whenever he needed anything; her door was always open to him. Our blissful sexual life had only just begun.

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