SPA Single Man 3P Journey Chapter 1: The Capital

More than ten years ago, as a female SPA essential oil technician, I worked at a private club in the capital (I won't mention the name of the club). This was my first encounter with a threesome. I only remember it was a hot summer day, and there weren't many customers. A female customer entered the massage room very conservatively (she was wearing quite a lot of clothes) and didn't say a word to me. At that moment, her phone rang, and she casually handed me a car key, asking me to take it downstairs to her husband. After I went downstairs and handed the car key to her husband, this man suddenly grabbed my hand and asked me to go with him to the tea room. After entering the room, he didn't say much. He told me to give his wife a good massage, and then slipped a tip into my pocket – very generous indeed. He also asked me to tell him about the massage afterward, saying it was my wife's first time having a male-only spa treatment and he wanted to know what it was like for her, whether she was scared or not. He said it was a piece of cake. When I went upstairs, I saw she was still wearing long sleeves and pants, showing no intention of changing. It was obvious it was her first time. I told her not to be nervous, gave her some basic massage knowledge, and told her what clothes to wear. I guess she had a mental struggle before taking off her clothes. We chatted and massaged together, which eased her anxiety considerably. To lighten the mood, I occasionally told her a joke. Time flew by, and after going downstairs, I briefly told her husband what had happened. We exchanged contact information, and he told me to call him in advance next time. I thought the matter was over and had forgotten about it. About a week later, I received a call from this man. He gave me a tip as usual and asked me to tell him what had happened again. He also asked if I had any services that would make his wife more comfortable. I knew what he meant, and I said yes, but that would require an additional service. The man said no problem and reminded me twice before saying that the money had already been paid. Oh no, she said if she didn't do the extra service, the money wouldn't be refunded (a typical case of taking advantage of women's thriftiness). Upstairs, we chatted and massaged as usual. Finally, I suggested an extra service, and as expected, she refused. Even though it was an extra service, since no customer had ever asked for it, I really didn't dare offer it... Fellow readers, you're probably going to call me a coward by now. This is my livelihood! A customer complaint means losing my job. Perhaps because I was more familiar with this female customer, after we went inside, I asked her if she wanted an extra service. She asked me if it was expensive. I told her her husband was paying, and she could just enjoy herself; the money wouldn't be refunded if she didn't want to do it. I said men earn money to spend on women, and you have to be sweet-talking to get a higher commission. When I added something, she was a little embarrassed, so I covered her face with a towel and started touching her private parts. Her juices flowed continuously, her body started to convulse, and she reached orgasm. She left without saying a word, her face flushed. I told her husband about it, and they came a few more times afterward. Later, after drinking with colleagues, I learned about this phenomenon called "cuckoldry." Later, while working at a home service, I encountered similar situations, where I was asked to seduce wives. It was only later that I began to understand "cuckoldry" and gain a new understanding of the concept. My first formal experience with a threesome was with an older man and a younger woman. The specific details are a bit hazy, but I can remember the general idea. Like before, they had come to the club a few times and asked me to give them love. My wife gave me a massage and we exchanged contact information. Surprisingly, she called me one evening, asking for a massage. I told her I was off work and not at the massage parlor. She said she could come to my home and she'd give me extra money for the service. She said she had plenty of essential oils at home, and I just needed to come; she'd send me the address via text message. It was a quiet summer night, very hot. After getting in the car and arriving at the entrance of the residential complex, I was stopped by that awful security guard who wouldn't let me in. It truly lived up to its reputation as a luxury complex in the capital, worth the tens of thousands of yuan per square meter. The man met me at the gate, and I followed him into the courtyard. Fountains, a bathtub, artificial hills, and green lawns—it was lovely. Inside, I discovered the house was a duplex, with a living room on the first floor and a semi-duplex on the second. Then the lady of the house came out, greeted me, asked a few simple questions, and told me it was too hot and she was allergic to air conditioning. She apologized. The man told me to take a shower first. My inner thoughts... My sense of inferiority told me that she was clean, and maybe she was worried I'd get dirty, so I took a shower. When I came out, I didn't see the woman. The man handed me a cigarette and told me the purpose of my visit. I was stunned; I'd only ever seen this kind of thing in porn. The man told me not to be nervous, that he wouldn't bother us. Honestly, the woman was a stunning beauty, about 168cm tall and 110kg, incredibly fair-skinned, with long hair, and a perfect figure. She was almost 20 years younger than the man. He said there would be a generous reward after the job was done. To be honest, I wasn't just after the money; I genuinely liked her type. I'd even fantasized about sleeping with her before, never imagining it would become a reality. The man told me to go upstairs and reiterated that he wouldn't bother us. He told me to relax and not overthink it, just let her get excited. Upstairs, I saw the woman—it was enough to make my nose bleed! What was she wearing? She wore a black spaghetti strap nightgown, and a dim light was on beside the large bed. She smiled at me, and I can't remember what she said. At first, it was just a formal massage as usual. From our conversation, I learned that she had never had children. We chatted about everyday things, and an hour passed. We had overcome a lot of awkwardness. I started to touch her breasts and some sensitive areas unintentionally with my hands. The lively conversation between us suddenly vanished, and the surroundings seemed to become extremely quiet. At the same time, she closed her eyes, and her face became even more flushed. I could only hear her soft moans. My teasing escalated. I said, "Let's add something extra. It's an honor to come to your home, so it's free." She asked me what I meant by "adding something extra." I said, "It's called 'Mysterious East.'" She pressed me for details. I said, "It's a kind of enjoyable ovarian care. You haven't had children, have you?" This is especially good for you. You need to know how to talk. After some initial teasing, the woman didn't object, so I slowly took off her panties. I discovered she was already soaking wet, her panties covered in sticky love juice. My penis immediately got hard. I've never felt this way during massages before. Seeing so many women every day, after a while, I started to see women as men and didn't feel anything. Don't laugh. Even if you saw so many naked women every day, you'd still feel this way. Maybe you know what's going to happen next. You're not in the same state as usual. I used my unique two fingers to separate her labia. My fingers slid lightly, and her hands and feet gave me hints. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, and her legs were together, indicating she was very excited and felt very comfortable. This is based on experience. I went deeper little by little, from shallow to deep, from light to heavy. Finally, my fingers felt like they were in water inside. I knew she was about to climax. Her hands gripped my shoulders tightly, her body twisting and turning. I lightly rubbed my G-spot with my fingers, and then, unexpectedly, she ejaculated, spraying onto my wrist and forearm. She was babbling incoherently at the same time, but my hands didn't stop rubbing. I don't know when the older brother came up behind me, completely naked, his penis very erect. He patted my shoulder, signaling me to move aside. To be honest, the older brother's thing was definitely bigger than mine. I don't like to brag, especially about how big I am, and it's embarrassing when it's not that big in person. Besides my looks, my "parts" are just average. The older brother just went for it! I watched, my heart pounding. The older brother told me to get on the bed too, but the woman told me to go downstairs. I was at a loss. The older brother grabbed me, telling me not to leave. The atmosphere was awkward. Finally, the older brother said, "Sit next to her and give her your head..." It's probably a woman's instinct, but as soon as I sat down next to her, I wanted to touch her, but she made the first move, her hand stroking my penis through my underwear. I took off my underwear and started caressing, kissing, and flirting with her until she gave me oral sex. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated, probably because of the visual stimulation from seeing her giving me oral sex. My brother slapped me, and I knew he wanted me to penetrate her. He probably sensed my hesitation and told me not to worry, it's okay. Then the woman said, "No, not this," but it was just words; she didn't physically resist. I knelt in front of her, spread her legs, and rubbed my penis against her entrance a few times. Her eyes showed a desire to enter. I thrust forward with all my might, going all the way in. The woman cried out, and I started thrusting and licking her breasts. I ejaculated in less than 10 minutes. For a single man, the first time in a threesome, there are only two outcomes: either nervousness and difficulty getting an erection, or premature ejaculation. I experienced the latter. Afterwards, we had a smoke and chatted for a while. The older brother didn't let me leave; he wanted me to stay the night and sleep with the woman. I readily agreed. He said he was done and wouldn't bother us anymore, telling me to make myself at home. I understood what he meant. After he went downstairs, we chatted for a bit, and then the second round began. The older brother just came up and watched, observing the woman's various expressions, gestures, and movements. The second round lasted a long time, but the older brother didn't leave our side the entire time, until I ejaculated. He told me not to move and slowly pulled out, a stream of semen flowing out. He looked at it, smiled at his "wife," and the woman turned her head away, probably embarrassed. The older brother went to sleep, and we continued our battle.I won't go into the details of the second time, but we talked a lot. She told me that she initially thought it was just a regular massage, but it turned out to be like this. She said that seeing my face aroused her, her mind went blank, and she couldn't resist, which led to this situation. It was a threesome. We continued to see each other for a while afterward, until I left the capital. I was not even 20 years old at the time! In the next part, I will update with my memories of returning to Liaoning, continuing eastward.
This article is my original work and not a repost. Fellow enthusiasts, couples, and friends, please refrain from criticism.

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