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The imagined threesome never happened, mainly because my wife wasn't too keen on it, only accepting single men. Since we started seriously trying it, we've had several threesomes, all with muscular, strong men. The first single man this year was from out of town; he stayed for a week and then went back home. He came back once more in between, but because of the distance, he couldn't find the time, saying he'd try to come back during the National Day holiday.

So, the second single man was found in my city—a married fitness instructor. My wife specifically enrolled in a yoga class, and we'd go downstairs to chat occasionally. That's how we started dating. He repeatedly asked my wife out to a hotel, and then she subtly brought up the topic of threesomes. The fitness instructor was quite direct, expressing his willingness to try and accept this avant-garde sexual approach.

Our first encounter was even more harmonious than I had imagined. That day, we booked a hotel room. To avoid awkwardness, my wife and I took a shower first, then began our warm-up. The fitness instructor quickly showered and came out as well. Seeing that we had already started warming up, he went straight to the bed without hesitation. He lifted my wife's breasts from behind and thrust in deeply. My wife let out a cry, and that's when I realized what was happening.

Hearing my wife's cry, I immediately and shamefully became hard. The feeling was wonderful, a mix of sourness and intense stimulation. My wife and I kissed passionately. She trembled uncontrollably, her snow-white breasts swaying like waves with each rhythmic thrust.

With each thrust, my wife moaned. This double shock of sight and sound made my penis even harder, swollen and throbbing, as if it were about to burst. I was incredibly thirsty, hoping he would use more force and go faster so I could ejaculate quickly and penetrate my wife's alluring, moist cave.

Finally, after anxiously waiting, he ejaculated, and then, without any reason, I eagerly embraced my wife's young body, the pleasure more intense than ever before.

Because we live in the same city, after our first encounter, we had several more meetings, about two or three times a month. But recently, my wife's meetings with him have increased. The most significant incident was the day before yesterday. I had work at the company and didn't get off until around 8:50 PM. When I got home, my wife wasn't there. I immediately called her to ask where she was.

To my surprise, she had gone out to dinner with him. She didn't hide it, but I felt a little uneasy, though I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Perhaps she was afraid of losing him.

Maybe she sensed my unease, because she laughed and said she would be back after dinner, assuring me that she wouldn't worry, that anything like this would happen right under my nose, and that she wouldn't hide anything from me. She said she might bring him home after dinner if possible. I didn't mind her bringing him home; he also has his own family, and I believed that our interactions wouldn't affect our normal lives.

This way, we could avoid being seen by others. As long as the child didn't notice, it was fine.

So, I took the child to visit my sister's house. As soon as the child arrived at his aunt's, he rushed inside, turned on the computer, and started playing games, then started fussing about not wanting to go home.

This was exactly what I had planned.

I leisurely walked back home, and when I got there, I found my wife was already home. To my surprise, there was another man in the house than I had expected—a distant classmate of my fitness instructor. He was a bit older, probably close to forty. I hadn't asked how old the fitness instructor was, but he looked to be thirty-four or thirty-five, a few years older than us.

It was clear that this guest from afar was eager to get started, having been waiting for me to come back so we could get down to business. Amidst laughter, my wife and the fitness instructor went into the bathroom for a couple's shower, while his classmate pretended to go to the toilet, probably to get a glimpse of what was going on—it had a rather voyeuristic feel to it.

Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he greeted me, asking why the two of them were taking so long to shower. He said he'd check again and urged me on. Feeling a little nervous, I went to the bathroom too. As soon as I entered, I heard my wife let out a soft "Ah!" followed by a burst of playful laughter. The three of them played around in there for quite a while before finally coming out. My wife was completely naked, and the two of them practically carried her out. They didn't even wait for me to finish showering before starting. The instant I turned my head back

into the bathroom, the three of them were already eagerly getting to have sex. By the time I came out of the shower, the three of them were already in the throes of climax. The other man's classmate was lying on the edge of the bed, his arms wrapped around my young wife's waist, his hands kneading her snow-white breasts. My wife expressed her pleasure by turning back to kiss him passionately. The fitness instructor was on top of my wife's beautiful body, moving up and down, thrusting in and out, while my wife moaned incessantly.

The other person's classmate kept urging him to hurry up and finish quickly, not to let him keep going on and on. But the fitness instructor showed no signs of getting tired. Finally, unable to wait any longer, this classmate from afar got up, took out his penis, and inserted it directly into his wife's mouth, making her perform oral sex. His wife tried to imitate the actions in the video, taking his penis into her mouth. This relieved the anxiety of the classmate from afar somewhat.

I really wanted to try the feeling of having my penis inserted into three holes simultaneously, but as soon as the head of my penis entered my wife's anus, she cried out in pain, so I had to stop and obediently be a spectator.

Finally, this bastard instructor ejaculated—damn, almost half an hour!

This bastard instructor pulled out his limp penis, removed the condom, wiped it, and threw it in the trash can. The other person's classmate couldn't wait to penetrate him, but then the wife said, "Put on a condom first." Upon hearing this, the bastard immediately froze, asking the instructor, "Where's the condom?"

The coach said there was only one left, and that was it. The guy panicked and asked my wife and me, "Do you have any spares at home?" Damn, my wife already had an IUD; how could we possibly have condoms for this? Of course not.

The guy immediately looked miserable. My wife glanced at him and said, "Fine, we won't use them this time. This is an exception, but don't do it again!" My wife was so unprincipled.

The guy was naturally overjoyed. Damn, of course you like it! You got to enjoy the treatment only a legitimate husband gets.

After the coach ejaculated, he sat with his wife for a while, while his classmate continued his vigorous thrusting. Seeing that it was getting late, the coach asked his classmate if he wanted to sleep next to him or stay overnight. His classmate immediately said he'd stay. Did he even need to ask? Even a fool would choose to stay.

The coach went home first, but his classmate stayed overnight. His classmate was still in the middle of intense activity, and I was completely absorbed in this. I didn't see him off; I left by myself.

Perhaps because I had been suffering for so long, when it was my turn that time, it was shorter than usual; I ejaculated in less than ten minutes. Then I slept soundly until dawn!

But that bird coach's classmate, who was almost ten years older than me, actually slept with my wife three times in one night. I suspect he was taking drugs.

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