Chapter Two of the SPA Single Man 3P Journey: The Fishing Couple from Liaoning

A job in the capital is indeed good, but it's not a long-term solution. A stable job is better. After all, the technician job in Beijing is just a temporary measure. I didn't introduce myself in the previous article. I'm a veteran, 180cm tall, 145kg, and fairly good-looking. Back in my hometown, I had a state-owned enterprise job waiting for me. After leaving the capital and returning to my hometown in Liaoning, I opened a small spa and took on an apprentice. Unfortunately, business was slow. Perhaps it's because the clientele for the opposite-sex spa is Chinese women, who are not open-minded and have conservative views. I've also encountered many strange customers, including some who wear thermal underwear for massages, which left me speechless. Another issue is the price. Good essential oils are expensive, and a single session can be costly, but bad essential oils don't have much effect. The average spending power in Liaoning is limited, which led to the failure of my side business. Getting back to the point, the first couple I met after arriving home were locals from Fushun. They were both around 40 years old, well-off, and very kind to me. Their child lived at school, so I won't introduce him further—you probably don't want to know anyway. I can only describe him as slightly overweight. Let me focus on his wife. She was about 167cm tall and weighed around 120 pounds. She had long hair, which you could tell from her clothes; she was quite voluptuous, with big eyes. We met through a shared hobby: fishing. We met at a reservoir out of town, and afterwards, I often fished with my brother. We often talked about relationships, sharing our current situations and past experiences. Like most men, besides discussing how to make money, most of the conversation revolved around women. I mentioned my past experiences in Beijing, and that opened up a new topic. My brother told me he'd also had similar experiences, wondering what his wife was like with other men, how she would act in front of a stranger. The conversation ended there; he didn't continue. Not long after, one weekend… I received a call from my older brother inviting me to his house for dinner with some friends. After drinking, he asked me not to leave yet, but to stay and have some tea with him to sober up. Looking at the clock, it was almost midnight. He insisted I stay the night. His house is a three-bedroom apartment; my brother and sister-in-law have one room, my child has another but only comes back on weekends, and the third room is his private property. I didn't think much of it or ask any questions. As a single man, I often stay at my brother's house, so I ended up occupying his private space. I'm a relatively light sleeper; I wake up at the slightest noise. I had just fallen asleep when I heard noises coming from the room opposite mine. It was late and quiet, so I could hear them clearly. My sister-in-law was moaning. I'd stayed at my brother's house before, but I'd never heard this before. Today was an exception. After a while, the moaning, accompanied by slapping sounds, turned into moaning. I felt very embarrassed, so I pretended to be asleep. When I woke up in the morning, my brother called me for breakfast. My sister-in-law was in the kitchen, but when she saw me, her face turned red, and she avoided my gaze. My brother did what he always did. After breakfast, my sister-in-law left. My brother asked me, "Did you sleep last night?" I said I did. My brother said, "What the hell were you sleeping? Didn't you hear anything?" I admitted it, saying I heard it. "Brother, you're amazing!" I told him that he usually has no interest in his wife, but yesterday, probably because I was there, it felt particularly exciting—something that doesn't usually happen. He also told me everything he'd ever thought about. He said he'd had this idea before, wanting to find someone to play with his wife, but none of the men around her were interested in him. He'd even tried inviting a friend over once, but it failed. Every time he made love to his wife, he'd say things like, "Find someone from your neighborhood to play with you," but she'd never agreed. Last night, when I asked her to play with him, she actually said, "Do you think any young man would agree?" I feel like there's a chance. You told me about your experience in Beijing a while ago, so I wanted to ask your thoughts. Do you have feelings for your sister-in-law? I can tell you're serious, not joking. You said it depends on her feelings. If she's willing, I'm fine with it, but I need to test her feelings. We came up with several plans, and I was supposed to test her. We arranged to go fishing together next weekend. My brother picked me up, and the three of us chatted and laughed all the way to the reservoir. We found an inconspicuous fishing spot, a place rarely visited, requiring a boat ride to the other side. After we got there and everything was ready, including setting up the tent, I started fishing. My sister-in-law was busy preparing dinner. We'd just had a few drinks when my brother deliberately made the phone ring, pretending there was an urgent matter at work that required his help. Li told us he had to go back and deal with something, and would be back later. He told us to drink first. My sister-in-law didn't take it seriously, but I knew what was going on. Before boarding the boat, my brother gave me a hand gesture and shook his phone, indicating we should talk to him. After he left, my sister-in-law finished the two bottles of beer beside her, took out her phone, and called my brother. He said he was already on his way back and told us to keep drinking. Seeing that it was getting dark, my sister-in-law's phone rang. He said my brother was on the other side and there were no boats that night; he'd have to get up early the next morning. He told her not to be afraid, that he was right there. My sister-in-law's expression changed, but she had no choice but to smile and appease me. I checked my phone and saw many text messages from my brother, telling me to seize the opportunity and get my sister-in-law to drink three bottles of beer before stopping her, etc. It was the third bottle. After that, I... I turned on the fishing rod alarm. My sister-in-law tidied up the table briefly, then smiled and said she needed to use the restroom. She told me to turn around, and she went behind the tent. I could hear the sound of urine dripping onto the ground. My mind was racing. The mosquitoes were already feeding, buzzing in my ears. I suggested we go back inside the tent to avoid their feeding time. My sister-in-law said, "Let's play cards." I agreed. Through the tent's overhead light, I could see her face was quite rosy. We played cards, and even though we wouldn't win money, we needed some kind of wager or punishment. I couldn't just tell her she had to take off her clothes if she lost, so I played Truth or Dare with her—the kind with no limits. If she didn't answer, she'd have to take off a piece of clothing to feed the mosquitoes. I asked her if she dared, and she immediately agreed. Some of the lewd questions made her face flush. Hong asked me some personal questions, which she avoided answering. I told her she either had to take off her clothes or answer. She took off her outer clothes, leaving her in only a T-shirt and shorts—note, not underwear. The next question was also about privacy, asking how many men she had slept with besides my brother. She couldn't answer that either, and I had to take off either her T-shirt or her shorts. I was overjoyed! Just then, the fishing rod alarm went off outside. Damn fish, causing trouble at this time! I rushed out, gripping the rod tightly. The fish was quite big. I called my sister-in-law to help me get the landing net. After a struggle of more than ten minutes, a carp weighing about 8 pounds was brought ashore. We also fed some mosquitoes for a while. We went back to the tent, and I took out some mosquito repellent from my bag and applied it. My sister-in-law said she had also been bitten by mosquitoes. I asked where the mosquitoes had bitten her. She said her feet were the itchiest, and without hesitation, I lifted her feet to look. Her feet were so slender and smooth, with many red spots on her fair skin. I gently applied the medicine, slowly spreading it evenly over her feet with my entire palm, while looking into her eyes. Perhaps under the influence of alcohol, we both felt a sense of ambiguity, a kind of flirting. We didn't say a word to each other. I continued applying the medicine for a few minutes, and she didn't object or say anything. At the same time, I kissed her knee. Knowing it was awkward, I asked in a soft, lingering tone, "Still..." "Where did you get bitten by mosquitoes?" My sister-in-law didn't answer. I noticed a red dot on her inner thigh and instinctively touched it. She didn't object, but just turned her head away, looking to the other side. I gently rubbed it on her thigh, while my penis became erect. The atmosphere in the tent was incredibly awkward. I didn't stop, and she didn't tell me to, so I had to break the silence. I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful." She turned her head and stared at me for about ten seconds, then said, "Let's go to sleep." I didn't immediately understand. "Go to sleep?" I thought. "There's only one tent. Does she mean I have to go outside and feed the mosquitoes?" I said, "There's only one tent. Where am I supposed to sleep?" She rolled over and lay back on the air mattress, took out a small blanket from under her pillow and covered herself, leaving half of the air mattress exposed. She turned off the tent light next to her and pointed her feet at me, saying, "Can't you find a place yourself?" I understood immediately.
I moved closer and lay down next to her, thinking that my test for today was complete. My sister-in-law definitely liked me; my brother was right. I also wondered if it was time to end it there. I took out my phone and texted my brother, explaining the situation. He replied, asking how much my sister-in-law had drunk. I replied, "More than three bottles of beer." He said, "Be bold, test your sister-in-law. If she refuses, just go to sleep. Don't force it; we can talk about it later." But we were so familiar with each other, I didn't know where to start. The tent was quiet; I could only hear her breathing next to me. I knew she wasn't asleep. Then I asked if there were any more blankets. She said there was only one left and unfolded it. We shared one. She was still lying on her side with her back to me, her buttocks facing me, her penis already erect. The downside of an air mattress is that when someone lies in the middle, the sides are definitely higher. Our bodies naturally pressed together, and my erect penis was pressing against her buttocks. I guess she could feel it. We held on like this for a few minutes, then I made my move. I couldn't stand it anymore. My hand slipped from under the blanket and gently touched the skin between her legs, slowly moving upwards, while also observing her reaction. I was met with resistance so I could react in time. I stopped, but she didn't refuse. She tried to stay still, but her breathing betrayed her; her rapid breathing told me she was excited. Since she didn't object, I took the opportunity to move my hand upwards, gently caressing her genitals with all four fingers through her shorts. My fingertips felt hot and incredibly wet. My other hand slipped under her, touching her breasts through her T-shirt. The feel told me she was wearing a thin bra, her breasts were firm, the cup size was large, and her nipples were big. She was just breathing heavily, but her body didn't show any other signs. I turned her over and laid her flat on the air mattress, slipping one hand inside her shorts... Inside her pants, through her underwear, I tried to caress her labia and clitoris. Single men, remember not to rush; take it one layer at a time. Unexpectedly, her entire crotch area was soaked, even her cotton shorts were damp. So much water! I'd never seen such a domineering woman; this was truly a flood. I hadn't even touched her much. At the same time, she spoke, saying, "No, stop it," but then added, "If your brother finds out, it'll be all over." After that, everything else was meaningless. I said, "No, I'm not kidding. Sister-in-law, you are indeed very charming and beautiful." She said again, "No, I really don't want to do this." I said, "Sister-in-law, your panties are all wet, and you still say you don't want to?" She suddenly laughed and said to me, "You bad boy!" I immediately went up and silenced her with my mouth before she could speak. At the same time, her tongue met mine. I knew she had lost control, so I casually pushed her T-shirt up, without unhooking her bra, just pushing it up a bit to reveal two alluring breasts. I took them into my mouth; her nipples were indeed very large. My tongue circled around her nipples, while my other hand slipped inside her panties, which were soaked with cum, touching her genitals. My hand was incredibly slippery with the sticky fluid. My tongue... I didn't move my tongue away from her body, but instead extended it, touching her skin with the tip, slowly sliding down from her chest and stomach. I sat up, placed my hands on her hips, and pulled her legs up. Her panties were slowly pulled down, and I could hear the sound of her vaginal fluids slid against her panties, which excited me immensely. I spread her legs and bent down to lick her inner thighs a few times, then moved my tongue to her vulva, licking it up and down, while my fingers gently caressed her clitoris. My sister-in-law could no longer control her desire, pressing my head down with her hands and beginning to moan loudly, which excited me greatly. I turned on the small lamp next to her. Seeing me turn it on, she covered her face with her hands and told me to turn it off. I said I wanted to see her vulva, and she didn't object. When my fingers entered her vagina, she completely lost her mind. She shook her head, her hands, still covering her face, kept grabbing at something on the cushion. Next, I used my massage techniques, inserting two fingers together, and licking her clitoris incessantly. She couldn't take it anymore, she really couldn't take it anymore, she came, losing all her usual virtuous sister-in-law image. She cried out, "Give it to me, give it to me," and then added, "I can't take it anymore, husband." I knew she was completely lost. At that moment, I could do whatever I wanted. After her orgasm, I naturally changed positions, creating a 69 position. She naturally took off my underwear and immediately started sucking me, which felt amazing. Then it was time for penetration. I knelt in front of her, spread her legs, and thrust in without any resistance, all the way in. There was so much fluid inside her. She said, "Slow down, it's a bit big, let me get used to it." Maybe it's because I've been using my brother's size for so long, or maybe I've never been fucked by another man since marriage, so I was a little unaccustomed to it. To be honest, my penis isn't very big, unlike the 17-year-olds on this forum. It's about 18cm long, and I'm only about 15cm myself, so it's not very big. I slowly thrust in and out, and when I felt it was about right, I started to speed up. She kept moaning, so I turned her over and knelt down to penetrate her from behind. While thrusting, I slapped her buttocks with my hands. In this position, she came after only a few thrusts, which surprised me. Then she said it's so good to be young, and told me to lie down. She sat on top of me and started wiggling her hips. I'm not really suited to this position. I'm an aggressive type, but now I'm a defensive type. The woman-on-top position might be a good choice for lazy men, but I know that in the woman-on-top position, finding the right angle and position makes it easier to come to an orgasm. Sure enough, after a few minutes, she came again. I rubbed her breasts with both hands, and her moans were deafening. If there were people around, they would have heard... I could hear her screams from 100 meters away. No wonder, my brother chose a relatively secluded spot where no one was around. At the same time, I was also stimulated by her intense writhing, and I ejaculated too. Since I was on the bottom, I tried to ejaculate outside, but I didn't have the time. We both reached orgasm together. I sat up, hugged her, and didn't pull out my penis. I was still sucking on her breasts, continuing our passionate lovemaking. My sister-in-law said, "That was so good!" in her Northeastern dialect. I said, "Sister-in-law, get up quickly, I ejaculated inside!" My sister-in-law said, "I'm not stupid, I have an IUD." We both laughed. Afterwards, I smoked a cigarette, and we hugged each other naked, talking a lot. My brother's friends had tried to have sex with her before, but it didn't work out. She said, "You mustn't let your brother know about this. Don't give anything away when we meet again." I asked, "Don't you want to do it again?" My sister-in-law said, "No, you'll be addicted and then it's all over." I rolled over, and the second battle began. I was still asleep in the morning when my sister-in-law suddenly woke me up, saying a boat was coming, probably my brother, and to get up and go out quickly. I was still half asleep, but I got up, dressed, and went outside. Sure enough, it was my brother. He smiled when he saw me and told me to carry the watermelon and some food off the boat. My sister-in-law didn't come out of the tent. My brother asked me loudly, "How many did you catch last night?" I said, "Just one, just one. What did you do all night?" Then we sat down, and my brother asked me quietly, "How was yesterday?" I didn't know what to say, so I said, "It was good." My brother asked again, "Did you try it?" I told him I'd tried, and my brother looked surprised, not believing me. Then I told him what happened. He patted me on the shoulder and told me well, but didn't say anything else. During the fishing trip, an accident occurred. My brother came out of the tent and said the air mattress was broken and leaking air. He loudly asked my sister-in-law, "What were you two doing yesterday? The air mattress is ruined!" My sister-in-law looked scared but didn't say anything. The second night, we had a proper threesome. My brother broke the ice while drinking. My sister-in-law thought he would be angry, throw a tantrum, or threaten divorce, but that didn't happen. He just put his arm around her. I felt the couple was even more affectionate. That evening, my older brother let me start. After I got my sister-in-law extremely excited, my brother entered the tent and watched us make love. She called him a bastard, and he used his penis to silence her, starting our threesome. My sister-in-law experienced multiple orgasms, and my brother was also very excited, his penis constantly erect. He told me things like, "Before your sister-in-law gave me oral sex, I wouldn't get hard." The threesome really worked! We played all night, my mind was elsewhere, I was fishing. I only realized in the morning that one of my fishing rods was missing; the fish had pulled it into the water. What happened after I got home... (3P/4P) I'll update in the next chapter. Brother and sister-in-law, please support the story! But please be careful with your comments. This is
Xiaodong's original memoir; I hope you all support me. Please leave a comment or an emoji; it's all encouragement. Thank you! Next chapter: SPA massage, 3P/4P

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