Recalling My First Threesome (Part 1)

It happened in the summer of 2009, when I was a junior in college.
I've forgotten which website we met on, but after adding each other on QQ, we didn't chat much. Then one afternoon, her pretty QQ avatar flashed. I clicked on it, and her message was simple, direct, and clear—she wanted to do something today and asked if I was available. The answer was, of course, yes.
We agreed that they would pick me up at the school gate around six o'clock and gave me their license plate number. Although I had never participated in such an event before, I wasn't nervous. I just arrived at the school gate about 10 minutes early to wait for them. There weren't many private cars at that time, and they arrived at the agreed location on time. I got into the car naturally. I sat in the back, and she sat down too. I greeted them like any other friend and sat down obediently, but before sitting down, I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye—elegant, dignified, and poised. She instantly reminded me of my elementary school teacher, who was also my first object of sexual fantasy.
For safety reasons, they said they'd go to a friend's house instead of a hotel. Actually, I later guessed it wasn't their friend's house, but their own. Perhaps to prevent me from remembering their address, my husband deliberately drove around in circles, going through many underpasses. After about half an hour, we arrived at a riverbank. Later, I realized it was just across the river from our school.
We parked the car, and my husband suggested a walk along the river. Up to that point, I hadn't made any intimate moves towards her—silly me, haha.
We started walking along the river. She walked in front, and my husband deliberately lagged behind. Although my heart was racing and I really wanted to walk alongside my goddess, I was worried she'd think I was too eager. For a long time, I walked between them, almost like a middleman connecting them. In reality, I really was just a little brother connecting them.
After walking for a while, my husband encouraged me to walk with her and hold her hand. It wasn't too awkward, though not as natural as lovers, but not like strangers either. We didn't say much; partly because I was a little timid, and so was she. I just walked along, inhaling her faint, sweet fragrance.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the river; the scene was truly beautiful. Slowly, the streetlights began to illuminate. My husband approached and gestured for me to step aside; they needed to discuss things. I felt expectant, secretly pleased, and also worried about being rejected. Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but after their discussion, my husband indicated to her that he was okay. Then, my husband drove a long way to their neighborhood and went to their house. I'm still quite certain that neighborhood is right across from our school.
After arriving at their house, we made tea in the living room and started chatting about trivial things. I've forgotten what we talked about, but I remember that time seemed to pass incredibly slowly because I was getting impatient. Haha.
After finishing the tea, my husband told her to go take a shower. She went naturally. I planned to wait until she finished before going, but after she went into the bathroom, my husband encouraged me to follow her, and I stripped completely naked. This was the first time I had ever stripped naked in front of another man since I became an adult. Actually, I felt quite awkward. I tried my best to appear calm, but my heart was pounding with excitement.
When I entered the bathroom and saw her stunning figure, although I had already sensed it beforehand, seeing her naked body still took my breath away – her skin was firm, her breasts full and firm, and her secret garden was thick and just the right thickness. My penis, seeing this, instantly paid homage to the beautiful woman before me. I couldn't wait to hug her and kiss her, but she refused. So I kissed her earlobe, her neck, and slowly moved downwards. She hugged me back, closed her eyes, and let me kiss her everywhere except her mouth. To be honest, my kisses were a bit perfunctory at first, because I couldn't hold back any longer. My penis was rock hard, because I regularly exercise, and it's really hard.
The water kept washing over us, and I was intoxicated by her body, kissing her neck, chest, and lower abdomen, finally exploring her secret garden. Her skin was still pink and tender, and there was no strange smell. For the first time in my life, I couldn't resist and kissed her passionately from the bottom of my heart. Before that, she had been very quiet, but finally, she let out a soft moan. I looked up at her, and when she realized I had stopped, she looked down at me. I called out affectionately, "Sister."

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