A failed 3P experience

This happened in May of this year. I met a couple in a dating group. They were probably quite busy; they only looked at a picture of my penis and invited me over. They didn't ask for or show me any photos of myself, and said we could just do it right away and I didn't need to bring anyone else. So I bought a train ticket to their city. They told me to find a small hotel to stay in, which I did. Around 8 PM, they messaged me to wait for them at the entrance of a certain hotel. I took a taxi to the hotel. I had barely stood there for half a minute when another car pulled up. A couple was inside. The man gestured for me to get in. I greeted them briefly, and they politely replied. Then they drove me out of the city. They didn't speak to me the entire way. They were just talking about something in their dialect, which I couldn't understand and couldn't join in, so I sat in the back without saying a word. The car quickly left the city and drove along narrow country roads, dark on both sides with no streetlights. At first there was a road, but later it became a narrow country road, only wide enough for one car at a time. I felt a little uneasy. We drove like this for about an hour, and then it seemed we reached a village. The car stopped in front of a farmhouse. My brother got out to open the door and drove into the yard. It was dark inside. We got out of the car, and they led me inside, turned on the lights, and told me to sit down and rest for a while. My sister-in-law went to take a shower. After a while, she came out, glanced at me, and went into the bedroom. I took the opportunity to observe her; she was about 1.6 meters tall and around 30 years old. Then my brother told me to go take a shower... I quickly washed up and came out. My older brother gestured for me to get into bed and serve my sister-in-law. He went to wash up, and my sister-in-law was already in bed. I crawled into bed too, but she wasn't being proactive. Since that was the case, I decided to take the initiative. I leaned over and kissed her face, then tried to kiss her lips. She turned her face away, refusing to let me kiss her. So I leaned down and prepared to lick her vulva. After a couple of licks, I realized something was wrong. Her vulva was hot and had a strange smell, like rotten raw pork (that's what pork used to smell like when it was left out for a while). It was very strong, and I couldn't lick anymore after a couple of licks. It immediately killed my libido, so I got up, thinking I'd put on a condom and have sex, but my penis wouldn't get erect. Just then, my older brother came over. Seeing that I couldn't get erect, he went over to... They did it themselves, for over ten minutes, and when they saw I still couldn't get an erection, I was actually anxious, but there was nothing I could do about it. After they finished, the older man even said, "Young man, you're no good," which made me feel very ashamed. Then they told me to put my clothes back on and said they'd take me home. They were still sitting in the front, and I was in the back. They were still chatting in their dialect, as if nothing had happened. This time they took me to the train station, and I got off, watching their car drive away. I felt so helpless. For the next few days, just thinking about the smell of that vagina made me want to vomit. I even consulted an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor, who said that vaginal odor was probably related to gynecological problems and told me to observe my mouth for a few days. A few days passed and everything was fine. Now, six months later, I'm still fine. But if you walk by the river often, you're bound to get wet eventually. Looks like I need to be more careful in the future. This whole thing was pretty tragic.

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