A record of my 3P experience on October 2nd.

It's time to write something.
My thoughts have been very chaotic lately. There are many things going on at work and in my life that are messy and scattered. I've been wanting to write about my experiences with threesomes, but I just can't seem to get my hands on it or think about it.
We started looking for couples before the National Day holiday. Back then, we hadn't upgraded our memberships and couldn't add people, so we could only wait passively for couples to "walk into our trap." Therefore, we only added a few couples from other regions.

My wife and I shared one account and one QQ account. We shared each other's thoughts and every little change, considering each other's needs. However, as our relationship deepened, we found ourselves getting a little impatient, so we finally decided to find a single man first.
It all happened quite suddenly. There were three single men initially, but for various reasons, the one who ultimately agreed to come was a friend from Jinzhou. I must say, this single guy was very polite on QQ. We tried our best to maintain politeness towards everyone, but sometimes there were too many people – over 80 single men and about 20 couples – and it was easy to lose focus and things would get chaotic. Sometimes other things would come up and delay the conversation, which annoyed many people. But this single guy remained calm and composed throughout, chatting and laughing freely, which is why we ultimately chose him.
We had never done this before, and when we told the single man we would be coming over that night, my wife and I didn't take it seriously because we didn't realize what we were about to face.
We chatted, watched movies, and joked around. When the single man told us he had arrived at the bus station, my wife and I fell silent for a moment. Deep down, we felt tense, embarrassed, surprised, and worried—a complex mix of emotions.
That evening, my family called to tell me that an elder was ill and asked me to come and visit. After thinking for a long time, I told my wife, "Wait a moment, when he arrives, you can greet him." My wife agreed.
While I was with my elders, counting the drops of medicine dripping from the IV drip, I texted my wife to ask how she was doing. I wondered if she was embarrassed, and how the single man would react. My mind raced through countless possible scenarios. My wife texted to tell me she had seen the single man and that I should come home quickly. I agreed, but kept asking what happened. All she said was, "Come back quickly, I'm scared."
The single man had previously asked me if it was possible to have sex with my wife beforehand. I thought about it and told him that if he could win my wife over, it was possible. The single man must have tried many ways to win over my wife, such as humorous conversation, caring concern, and sharing their experiences on the 69 forum. In short, he probably thought of everything. But when I returned home, I found the door open, and my wife and the single man standing far apart on the ground, both looking very reserved. I knew then that something was wrong.
My wife rushed over and hugged me tightly. I could feel her fear, but why was she afraid? She had never been afraid when we discussed these things before.
The single man was tall and well-built, and quite polite, but a little abrupt. When we shook hands, took off our coats, and greeted each other, he asked me if he needed to take a shower.
I paused for a moment. Wash what? Wash your hands?

I shook my head, subtly hinting to the single man, "Don't talk about these things. My wife is acting a bit strange. I don't know if this is what many people say, but I backed out at the last minute. I'm worried about her condition, and I want to talk to her." At that moment, the single man said, "I'll go buy some water. You two can talk."
My boyfriend had told us beforehand that he could leave if we weren't satisfied. My wife told me that it wouldn't be right for him to come all this way for nothing. So I don't think it's likely my wife will back out at the last minute, but where does the problem lie?
He came in and immediately started massaging my shoulders, holding my hand, and stroking me. That's what my wife said. I suddenly realized the crux of the problem: single men are too impatient.
My wife and I had envisioned chatting and joking together, getting to know each other better, and then... well, you know. But he started with blatant sexual innuendo, and my wife couldn't handle it.
My wife held me tightly. I hesitated and asked her again if it was okay. My wife thought for a moment and told me: "If he doesn't touch me like that again, we'll see what happens in a while. He's come all this way, what else can he do?"
Seeing his wife's somewhat reluctant expression, he acquiesced. This directly led to her later strong aversion to single men touching him, and the less-than-ideal start resulted in some details of the process being neither smooth nor enjoyable.
The single man came back, bringing a can of Red Bull and a box of condoms. He swaggered off to the shower, looking like he was about to die from exhaustion. When he took off his condom, he was already hard. I held my wife and peeked from outside the bathroom, secretly asking her questions like, "How's he doing?" My wife blushed.

After the single man finished showering, his wife went to take a shower. She kept trying to pull me to shower with her, but I refused. I wanted to talk to the single man while my wife was showering, but before I could finish speaking, my wife had already finished showering at lightning speed, put on a large shirt, and sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word.
Perhaps they needed to communicate and take some time to ease the awkwardness and unpleasantness from before. Thinking this, I went into the bathroom. Halfway through my shower, I suddenly noticed a single man and his wife standing in the doorway, peeping at me. My head spun; their faces were like those of a man and his wife, their expressions shifting rapidly. I felt a wave of dizziness wash over me. Their faces were contorted with rage. I stared at them, a mixture of fear and unease.
We were wrapped in bath towels, chatting about our friends on 69, what had happened to us, and other strange and interesting topics. I felt I should do something to change this awkward situation, because my wife was staring at us like a wooden statue. My wife and I hugged and kissed, and she started to let out soft moans. The single man, I don't know when, sat down next to my wife and started touching her arms and breasts. My wife pushed him away. The single man, a little embarrassed, went to lick my wife's ear. My wife struggled for a moment, then stopped moving.
What followed was natural: the single man revealed his erect penis. My wife frowned, looked at it, and suddenly said the shape was different from mine. I glanced at mine, and yes, the shape was indeed different. The single man's was mushroom-shaped, with a larger head and a slightly thinner body.

The single man and I each took one and licked my wife's breasts, her ears, and caressed her entire body. My wife slowly moaned, gradually getting into the mood.
A single man was giving his wife oral sex when she said it hurt a little. He stopped, seemingly unsatisfied, and lay down on the bed, letting his wife touch him. His wife nervously touched him gently and told him, "You're wet."
I took the opportunity to turn my wife over, from lying flat to kneeling on the bed, her face facing the single man's penis. The single man asked my wife if she wanted to eat it, and if she had wanted to for a while. My wife shook her head and said no, while I frowned slightly. This is a problem caused by a lack of communication.
I slowly guided my wife, gently inserting myself into her body. I lay behind her, listening to her uncontrollable moans with each thrust, and told her to hold the man's penis. My wife obediently held it, her hands beginning to wander, rubbing the glans incessantly. I whispered in her ear, "Touch it with your tongue." My wife wiped away the fluid from the man's penis and touched it with her tongue. I said, "Touch it gently with the tip of your tongue," and she did so again. After several repetitions, the contact area between her tongue and the man's penis increased. I gradually increased the force of my thrusts, and suddenly, the man groaned. My wife had suddenly taken the man's penis into her mouth, frantically performing oral sex. This was her true self; that was the only thought in my mind.
My wife started taking the initiative. Whenever a single man approached, she would reach out and grasp his hand, put it in her mouth, or stick out her tongue, which would frantically roll around on the man's penis and testicles. And we officially began the threesome. Although we were a little clumsy, watching my wife and the single man mate, and my wife and the single man perform oral sex on each other, so smoothly and naturally, a strange thought suddenly surged in my mind: Is this just animal instinct?
We thrust in and out, changing positions constantly, my wife's hands, mouth, and vagina never stopping. When my wife grasped both penises in her hands and put them in her mouth together, licking them with her tongue, I knew she had relaxed and wasn't so tense anymore. My husband and I tried to make my wife orgasm with our hands, discussing our experiences, and suddenly it felt so natural, so harmonious.
My wife was about to climax under the onslaught of a single man when he stopped and ejaculated. My wife was somewhat disappointed. This is where the advantage of a threesome came in; when the single man couldn't finish, I took over, and my wife reached orgasm nine times that night.
We went on like crazy, taking turns thrusting into each other. My wife had never had an orgasm in the woman-on-top position before, but when she was riding on top of a single man with my penis in her mouth, she reached orgasm, probably because of the stimulation.
Every time, my wife would eat my semen, then slowly lick it clean inch by inch with her tongue, savoring the taste as she held it in her mouth before slowly drinking it down. I told this to a single man, so when he asked my wife if he wanted to eat it, or if he'd been wanting to for a while, she frowned and refused. After he ejaculated, my wife and I continued our intimacy. She licked him until he was hard, and the second time, her lower body started to hurt.
She didn't particularly like the single man's appearance; she preferred handsome men. The single man wasn't especially handsome, so she felt no desire or affection. However, she was still very passionate, resulting in a burning pain in her vagina, a lack of lubrication, and the shape of his penis was also uncomfortable. As a result, every time he penetrated and moved, it caused a burning pain. She wanted him to ejaculate and end it, but he entered her from the side, thrusting wildly, and she cried out in pain. He tried to ease up and stop, but she told him to continue. This might be due to the human instinct to pursue pleasure; when experiencing pain, yet not pleasure, one often doesn't want to stop. Sure enough, under the single man's thrusting, she orgasmed, but also experienced considerable pain.
My wife lost her fighting ability, and the single man and I each ejaculated once. I glanced at the time; it had been 4 hours, which was indeed a bit long. I looked at my wife with heartache, and her signature big eyes sparkled with a mischievous light as she winked at me.
She started getting mischievous, but what exactly was she planning to do? I was a little confused. She seemed alright, which put my mind at ease. We started chatting, and the awkwardness and tension from before disappeared. It was like talking to old friends who hadn't seen each other for years. We talked about history, and many topics about life and work. My wife, meanwhile, kept her genitals facing us. The single man stared at her vulva several times, seemingly uninterested, while she, as if unaware, slowly stroked it, occasionally spreading her vulva open for him to see.
My wife is a bit cunning and a little mischievous, I smiled knowingly.
The wife didn't agree to the single man staying overnight, so he had to leave. After he left, my wife told me she didn't like his appearance or the shape of his penis, but she found it very exciting. She wanted to see me with another woman and also wanted to try being a couple.
I asked my wife with some concern if it still hurt. She said it wouldn't hurt if we stopped. She added that a single man's penis is shaped differently from hers, and it's chafing me terribly. It's burning hot.
Seeing that my wife was safe and sound, I finally felt completely relieved. My wife clung to me, licking me, and we became entangled together again.
We've already experienced a threesome, but my wife wants to find a handsome single man who will make her completely open up. This was our first threesome, and she still wasn't completely open. She wants a handsome guy, the kind of handsome guy who can do everything he does to me to a single man. I know how crazy my wife can be, so... our requirements for single men from now on are tall, handsome, and someone she feels comfortable and likes.
It's been more than ten days since that threesome, but we still bring it up. Every time we mention it, my wife gets shy, but every time we talk about the details of the threesome, she gets excited. I guess that's what they call the spice of marriage.
This is a bit disorganized, just rambling on and on. I don't know what the next post will be like, or what kind of couples we'll find. If we do find some, we'll share them with our friends.
We're still looking for couples—handsome single men and average-figured single women. If you've read this far, it means you're very patient, and we look forward to communicating with you.
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