My unique 3P experience

This was a unique experience, one that left me with many profound and exciting feelings.
I owe my familiarity with this website, my becoming a loyal reader, and the ability to share my experiences to my husband. He brought me into this virtual online space, allowing me to boldly experience and enjoy life. Of course, I also want to thank the moderator.
It's starting to have some positive effects, and I felt a little smug, but he pulled my hand away, preventing me from touching it. Well, I gave up, resting my head on his chest while we chatted. Perhaps because of that one intimate physical encounter, the exchange felt more natural, and we no longer shied away from sexual topics. I told him stories about my online friends without any reservations.
Couple-to-couple online chatting was something I had never heard of before, let alone actually done before. Here I saw stories of success, I saw desire. In my dreams, I often wanted to try it myself, but as a woman raised in traditional circumstances, I couldn't tell anyone about this dream; I could only fantasize about it secretly, indulging in a fleeting urge.
Then a message appeared that I found amusing: an unmarried young man requested to participate in our game. He wrote that he could be both an actor and an audience member. It was this amusing message that turned my dream into reality. My husband then discussed this topic with him, and sometimes I chatted with him on QQ. Gradually, we found common ground and common desires (seeking sexual pleasure). When we felt the conditions were right, we agreed to meet on the weekend.
He was of medium build, fairly well-proportioned, and somewhat thin; we both found his appearance acceptable. Having sex with a stranger in front of my husband was something I never dared to imagine, much less do, but with my husband's encouragement, I accepted this unheard-of threesome game.
Upon meeting, we were both a little reserved at first due to the unfamiliarity, but we were both adults and knew how to conduct ourselves. While I was showering, he suggested to my husband that we spend some time alone first, so I could break free from societal constraints. My husband politely declined his request, trusting that I would reciprocate.
However, he later maintained his aloofness and avoided us for the time being.
After leaving the bathroom, I wore a t-shirt and underwear, showcasing my mature and alluring figure to the fullest extent. He stayed close to me, and we sat in front of the computer, browsing the passionate exchanges on an adult forum, occasionally discussing the interesting stories in the articles. At the same time, he placed his hands on my thighs, gently stroking them, and lightly kissed my earlobe and neck. I felt a surge of heat and rapid breathing, and involuntarily responded, arching my chest, tilting my head back, and offering him my fair skin, neck, and full breasts.
Everything was so natural and harmonious. He kissed me, his hands slowly roaming over my body, and I caressed his body in return. Compared to my husband's slightly overweight physique, his taut muscles appeared strong, youthful, and powerful. To appear mature and composed, I refrained from touching his genitals.
His mouth moved to my breast, sucking on my right nipple like a hungry baby, while his hands kneaded my other breast. His mouth was so powerful; as he sucked hard, I felt as if milk was being drawn from my breast, causing it to spasm.
I grabbed his penis with one hand, squeezing it tightly, while my other hand grasped his testicles. My lips slid to his chest, licking his skin with my tongue. He cried out and forcefully dragged me away from the computer desk. We both fell onto the bed, eagerly embracing each other.
I cupped his penis in my hands and slowly licked it from top to bottom with my tongue. His glans was red, and fluid slowly oozed from the tip. I smeared this fluid on my nipples and let him lick it clean. At this moment, my husband came in. Seeing our passion, he was overjoyed, his penis almost bursting through the top of his underwear. I also felt very hot and wet down there, and fluid had already flowed out.
He looked at my husband and then inserted his big, long penis into my vagina, thrusting violently again and again. It went in so deep that I felt the glans hitting my G-spot. At this moment, my husband also sucked on my back. Wow! So comfortable! "Mmm... ah... oh..." I kept moaning, while taking my husband's penis into my mouth, swallowing it in rhythm with the man's thrusting, and then spitting it out. I heard my husband and he both make sounds of pleasure.
The thick penis moved in and out, grinding against the walls of my vagina. I felt waves of heat gushing from my vagina. Ah! I trembled with pleasure, and my orgasm quickly arrived. Then he withdrew his penis, and my husband took over, teasing my breasts. My
husband was very aroused. After inserting his penis into my vagina, he began to thrust in and out with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. While rubbing my breasts, he squatted down above my head and put his testicles in my mouth. I held his penis with my hand and moved it up and down, while sucking on his testicles. At this moment, the cries of the three of us rose and fell continuously…
Just like that, my husband and I both reached orgasm at the same time. My husband shouted "Wow!" and pulled out his penis, ejaculating a lot of semen onto my lower abdomen. Seeing this, he was also aroused. He pulled me up, made me kneel on the bed, and inserted his penis into my anus.
He repeated everything he had said to me on the phone, his rapid breathing making it all so familiar. We instinctively embraced. He was filled with excitement and pleasure, his hands roaming over my body, searching for his desires. His lips, his tongue, his rapid breaths, and his hard erection pressing against my lower abdomen overwhelmed me. I yielded to him and fell onto the bed. Everything felt so natural, like a couple separated for many days. We began our first time.
"Ah...ah..." With the rhythm of his thrusts, watching my breasts sway back and forth, I cried out, "Mmm...ah..." Then, seizing the opportunity, I took my husband's still-erect penis into my mouth, swallowing and sucking it.
"Oh...ah..." He thrust in so deep, his glans hitting my cervix every time. I was being fucked until my whole body was numb and incredibly pleasurable. "Ah..." I yelled to my husband, "I'm going to cum...ah..." I felt a surge of heat shooting out from deep inside my vagina, hitting his glans, and then gushing out from the slits around his penis. My legs were stretched straight, and my vagina was twitching—I had squirted!
At that moment, the rhythm of his thrusting inside me noticeably quickened. Oh, he had also ejaculated, wave after wave of hot semen continuously washing over my cervix.
And I, in my ecstasy from being ejaculated, sucked hard on my husband's penis that I had in my mouth. My husband couldn't help but ejaculate again, and I accidentally swallowed all of his semen... At this moment, I felt like a carp spirit whose soul had been sucked out, slowly collapsing onto the bed, too weak to even move.
Lying paralyzed on the bed, I slowly savored the feeling of being taken advantage of by two men. My husband gave me a familiar feeling, while he gave me a fresh, unique, and unfamiliar one. It was precisely this intertwining of these two unfamiliar sensations that brought me two unprecedented orgasms.
In the time that followed, he lay flat on the bed, and I rested on his chest, slowly savoring the ecstatic pleasure.
He asked, "Is that enough? Do you want to do it again?" I nodded quickly. He said, "That depends on how long it takes you to get it hard again." But I was lazy, and just used my hand to hold his penis and stroke it up and down, thinking that might be faster that way.
That was the year I first went online. Driven by curiosity about the internet and a desire for the opposite sex, I became acquainted with several mature men from out of town (all more than ten years older than me). At their age, they had all experienced cultural ups and downs, the "Down to the Countryside Movement," the first college entrance exams after the mass exodus to the cities, and the struggles of finding employment. These turbulent life experiences had caused them to waste the prime of their lives. Although many were now successful, their sex lives were plagued by a deep-seated pain. Their wives were either frigid or going through menopause, showing no sexual desire for them.
I, too, was in a period of maturing desire and tenderness, so we hit
it off immediately. We exchanged phone numbers, switching from online to telephone communication. Telephone communication was a shift from virtual to direct exchange; it transformed the virtual world of the internet into a tangible experience. So, during our phone conversations about sex, we unconsciously experimented with telephone sex, and simultaneously... (This man is stable and reliable in this "close" relationship. However, they are not satisfied with this kind of spiritual nourishment and want to experience for themselves what makes them so infatuated. Thus, they met online for the first time and had sex for the first time.
The monotony of life and the desire for passion led them to seek excitement online. Perhaps it was fate that made us friends, close friends of the opposite sex who could talk about anything. When we talked about sex, he felt that he was so young, so passionate, so full of ego and impulsiveness, and so eager to have sex with women.
He was the one I was most infatuated with, and I was his only one. We both felt like we had known each other for a long time online. He was successful in his career, but his sex life was unsuccessful. Shared interests and pursuits made us friends. He made a detour to see me after a business trip. In our previous interactions, based on his mature baritone voice and rich life experience, I had fantasized about his appearance more than once (tall, imposing, strong, and handsome).
However, the internet is ultimately ...) It was all an illusion. After seeing him, everything shattered like a broken mirror. No matter what I did, I couldn't reconcile him with the image in my mind, and a strange sense of despair welled up within me.
Perhaps it was because we had been married for so many years, understanding each other so deeply, that after obtaining my consent, my husband sent out messages for couples to exchange partners. Instantly, all sorts of messages flooded our inboxes like a tidal wave. The emails wanting to join the exchange were dazzling and overwhelming, emphasizing those blush-inducing, heart-pounding, and exciting words, flashing before my eyes with thrilling scenes. However, precisely because of the virtual nature of the exchange, very few couples actually committed to it (which has always prevented us from fulfilling our wishes).
In our subsequent conversations, we found a tacit understanding again; that familiar feeling suddenly returned. At this moment, we both had a desire, but neither of us revealed it.
Time was running out, and the time of parting was drawing closer. He seemed to have made a great decision and said to me, "Let me take a good look at you." So, without my prompting, he presented me with my body... I turned to him, my eyes fixed on me. Out of politeness, I turned my gaze back to him.
When my mature, voluptuous figure was revealed before him, he couldn't control himself. He cupped my breasts in his hands and suckled wildly, so forcefully, so passionately. I felt a strange pleasure and excitement cooperating with him, rubbing my gentle lips against his ear, my hands constantly caressing his body, while I felt a warm current slowly flowing from my lower body.
He lifted his head, his lips moving to my face and then sliding down my abdomen to my vulva, just in time to meet the newly released love fluid—his long-awaited love fluid—and he couldn't help but thrust his penis in. Perhaps it was the lubrication from the long-awaited love fluid, but he seemed twenty years younger, thrusting so intensely and deeply, once, twice… "Oh… ah…" I couldn't help but let out a cry of pleasure, hooking my legs tightly around his back, my vagina rhythmically contracting and relaxing.
"Ah..." I heard him yell, his body swaying violently back and forth, our lower abdomens colliding heavily, and then he collapsed on top of me—he ejaculated... We lay there quietly on the bed.
After a while, he said apologetically, "I was too impulsive, I couldn't control myself." Yes, it was too fast; I didn't have time to fully savor it all. Perhaps that's the difference in age! But I still didn't let him off the hook, slowly licking between his breasts with the tip of my tongue, occasionally sucking hard. Each time I sucked, he would happily and comfortably cry out, "Oh!" and his penis would also become erect.
Then I slowly licked down his lower abdomen with my mouth, until I reached his penis... I took it into my mouth, licking the glans with the tip of my tongue, then sucked hard, spat it out, sucked again, spat it out again… while my breasts swayed in front of my chest with the movement of my head. All of this pleased him again, and his penis hardened surprisingly quickly.
I seized the opportunity to sit on him, holding his erect penis with one hand and spreading my labia with the other to take it inside me, then moving it up and down, back and forth, three circles to the left, three circles to the right… Oh! It felt so good!
He asked, “Can we insert it all the way in?” Good heavens! Isn’t that vagina and anus at the same time? I hurriedly shook my head and said, “No! No!” He then said to his husband, “You go first!” But his husband politely let him go first.
"Oh..." He couldn't help but suckle my swaying breasts again, and we both climaxed almost simultaneously, our vaginas instantly filled with the slippery semen we both released. Afterwards, he said that he hadn't experienced two orgasms in such a short time in many years.
As I said this, he also became aroused, his penis returning to its original state, and I repeated the actions I had just described, sitting on him, and he thrust forcefully upwards in rhythm with my sucking and swallowing. My husband then grasped... My breasts, kissing my lips. Wow! So exciting!
Then he put me on the bed, lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders, and thrust his penis into my vagina. Ah! Every time he penetrated, my breasts throbbed, my legs swelled, and my vagina throbbed with pleasure. Ah! Every time he penetrated, my breasts throbbed, and my vagina throbbed with pleasure. He thrust his penis into my vagina, and my vagina throbbed with pleasure. At that moment, I felt the intense pain following the intense stimulation. I vaguely sensed small shadows swaying on my body, and a continuous, stimulating, and tingling current emanating from my lower body. This body felt as if it no longer belonged to me. Later, they switched positions, with my husband on top. I was so excited that I didn't know how many times they switched, only that my vagina was never empty.
They knelt on the bed, making me suck their penises, but how could I suck two swollen penises at the same time? I could only alternate sucking them, or sucking them from left to right, occasionally letting the two penises touch. They were extremely happy, letting out joyful cries.
With each breath, I felt my whole body swell up, like a burning hot air balloon soaring into the vast sky. I could no longer care about restraint, and my hands reached down to grab his lower body. Wow! Such a hard, hard penis, as hard as an iron rod, erect and proud, like a rocket about to launch. Then came my turn.
I knelt on the bed, my husband's penis in my mouth, and he thrust into me from behind, gripping my waist with both hands, pumping hard. "Oh...oh..." I cried out louder than before, and he said, "Scream! Scream! Even if you scream the house down, no one will care." He thrust harder and harder, and I felt like I was jumping off a mountaintop, experiencing the thrill of bungee jumping. "Ah...ah..." I was sweating all over, and I felt my vagina start to spasm again; I was about to squirt again.
When the fluid, like urine, gushed out of my vagina again, he thrust even more vigorously. "Oh...oh..." The climax arrived, and his semen spurted from the tip of his penis. At the same time, my husband's penis in my mouth was also climaxing, and both my orifices were being baptized by his semen...Ah! It was such a wonderful dream; the three of us reaching orgasm in perfect sync. And I, once again, collapsed motionless on the bed.
That night, I slept between two men. My husband placed my hands on their penises, one on each side. When I touched them, I recoiled as if electrocuted. I was afraid—afraid they would get hard again, afraid they would bring me to another climax.
At dawn, we enjoyed another threesome climax. Afterwards, I felt completely drained, unable to move.
Yes, it was a unique and unforgettable experience. Although we didn't fulfill our desire for a foursome, it gave me a different kind of sexual experience—so stimulating, so pleasurable. I am sincerely grateful to my husband for creating such an opportunity for me. Thank you! My dearest husband!

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