Memories of 3P

Having read some articles about threesomes and sex swapping, I sincerely understand, approve of, and support those who pursue sexual pleasure for various reasons without affecting their families or causing harm to society. Society is progressing, and everyone has the right to obtain the best way to have sex that suits their needs and personalities. I can't help but recall some of my own past experiences, which I'd like to share here.
I was assigned to work at a relatively remote university after graduating from college. My wife is a high school classmate; she's quite voluptuous and has a very strong sex drive. We had a child shortly after getting married. At that time, we lived apart, with me only going back home one day a week. Because I stayed at my parents' house, we found it difficult to be fully intimate. Actually, we had already had countless sexual encounters before marriage; we were very familiar with each other's bodies and knew each other's sexual preferences very well. We made love almost whenever we had the chance; our young bodies held boundless energy, and we never seemed to tire.
When our child was one year old, my wife was transferred to work near me, and the child was left in our hometown with our grandparents. Our sex life became much more convenient; we tried almost every sexual position we could think of. Later, we secretly watched a poorly recorded Western European pornographic film at a friend's house (haha~ in the mid-1980s, watching this kind of film was very difficult). The threesomes, group sex, and other scenes had a huge impact on our thinking, fueling our desires. However, due to the sacredness of our work, the relatively conservative era, our remote location, and limited social circles, we could only fantasize in our own world. Two years later, I was transferred to another city for work, while my wife didn't transfer there immediately, and we separated again. At that time, ballroom dancing was popular, and my wife met a man at a dance hall, which opened a new chapter in our sex life.
One weekend when I went home, she told me she was having an affair with another man. You can imagine the shock, anger, and resentment I felt; being cuckolded is never a pleasant experience. But after calming down, I realized this was exactly what we'd fantasized about countless times. I love my wife and want to make her happy, and my curiosity about the other man (let's call him W), and my anticipation of having sex with my wife while she was with another man, overwhelmed my dissatisfaction. Moreover, my wife especially wanted to make her past fantasies of a threesome a reality, and I couldn't refuse her longing gaze. So I suggested she invite W over for dinner that evening. After dinner, I quietly told my wife to let him stay overnight. At first, W didn't believe it, so I had my wife talk to him alone, telling him I knew about their affair and didn't object to them continuing their relationship. He stayed, but because it was his first time, he was too nervous to get an erection, so I went first, and he barely managed penetration. It wasn't strictly a threesome; it was just me taking turns having sex with my wife, and because of his nervousness and the poor living conditions at the time, it wasn't very successful—each of us only managed two penetrations and ejaculations. However, the psychological stimulation it gave me was incomparable to anything I'd ever experienced before. The wonderful feeling of thrusting into my wife's vagina, which was filled with another man's semen, was so satisfying that after W left in the morning, my wife and I stayed in bed together all day, making love tirelessly, up to nine times.
Two months later, my wife invited W to the city where I worked. That night, after drinking a bit, we went back to our dorm, spread the bedding on the floor, and since no one else lived around, we let loose and had a blast. This time, I noticed W's penis was thick at the front and thin at the back, like a baseball bat with a large glans, while mine was the same thickness from top to bottom. My wife started by giving us oral sex, and then we used our hands and tongues to arouse her. Her vagina was like a floodgate opening, and we immediately penetrated her one after the other, achieving simultaneous penetration. The mutual squeezing, friction, and synchronized thrusting felt like flying. My wife's involuntary screams gave us a great sense of accomplishment. Our semen and her vaginal fluid soaked the bedding, making it as big as a washbasin. Later, I held my wife's legs from behind while W did it from the front, watching his penis rapidly enter and exit her vagina, reigniting my desire. We did it almost every time we woke up that night, until dawn, and all three of us experienced unprecedented and immense satisfaction. We achieved a true threesome. You know, we did this in the relatively conservative 1980s, so we were probably considered quite avant-garde and adventurous. Later, due to major personality clashes with my wife, we separated. We're still good friends, with no resentment towards each other, and we've both remarried. My current wife is much younger than me, and I'm trying to find a high-quality man so that my wife can also experience the greatest pleasure in sex.
If you're willing to read on, I'll continue writing about another part of my past with my ex-wife.

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