Our First Time (Part Two)

Yes, although the old man and his friend didn't have premeditated it, they weren't exactly good people, and they both knew it without saying a word.
During the flirting, the old man gradually seduced me, and I couldn't resist. Whatever you say, I just wanted to enjoy myself, just wanted to satisfy my genitals.
I don't know why, but every time my desire arose, my genitals would itch, and with the old man's lewd words and constant teasing, I desperately wanted to call one or two handsome young men to join me.
Looking back, I was a simple, shy girl back then, not opposed to sex, but always very reserved, playing hard to get, and trying to keep my moans and groans low-key. But ever since I met the old man, sex has become like a clueless teenager watching porn—I want to watch it again and again, and I want to do it again and again! From the traditional missionary position to doggy style, 69, front and back entrances, I've tried them all, experiencing countless sensations, leaving me with endless aftertaste. The old man, seemingly old but still capable, was getting more and more vigorous, employing countless tricks and positions, his lewd expression compelling me to shower him with affection and flattery.
I'm a sucker for good looks; I like handsome men, just as many men like beautiful women. The old man's friend wasn't handsome, but he was in decent shape. That night, we stayed at a scenic hotel near the tourist area, next door to each other. I knew the old man had wanted to try a threesome for a while, but I hadn't agreed when I was sober because his friend wasn't my type. But at that moment, I was probably too aroused to resist, so I said okay.
As experienced friends know, during this waiting period, both parties are actually very excited, and the old man and I had already done our foreplay—one was erect, the other was wet and visibly aroused.
His friend said he needed to take a shower and would have to wait a while. But we were already on the verge of climaxing, unable to control ourselves, and the old man penetrated us directly. Under the dual stimulation of body and mind, we both quickly reached orgasm! The old man finished, but his friend hadn't knocked yet, and I gradually regained my senses. ...What am I going to do?
As usual, after I finished, I went to the toilet and used my internal energy to force out my genitals when there was a knock on the door. Oh no, I wasn't wearing underwear, just a large T-shirt, barely covering my genitals, and I was squatting on the toilet. The old man opened the door with a sly grin, and his friend walked in wearing his own pajamas. The old man asked, "Damn, why did it take so long?" I replied, "I had to clean myself properly..." I yelled from the toilet, "We're done! We don't want to do it anymore!" My friend said, "How come you guys were so fast? What am I supposed to do now that you're done?" I replied, "But we're done..." The old man lay on the bed without saying a word, just watching us talk through the glass bathroom door of the hotel room. Damn it.
My friend gently pushed open the bathroom glass door, and I darted out, pulled back the covers, and hid under the covers, tightly gripping the old man's hand. The old man pulled me into his arms, kissed my ear, and whispered, "It's okay, relax."
His friend also got into bed, placing his hand on my thigh. My muscles tensed, and I clung tightly to the old man. The old man kissed my earlobe, "Baby, relax, don't be nervous." I murmured, "Mmm, I don't want to..." My friend's hand had already reached down to my crotch, and he leered, "Are you not going to take it? Why are you so wet?" I blushed instantly. Yes, actually, I wasn't that resistant; deep down, I was actually quite looking forward to it. I could feel the wetness between my tightly pressed legs... The old man kept whispering comforting words in my ear, while my friend quickly pulled down his pajama bottoms; he was already quite erect.
The situation was this: the old man was leaning back on the bed, his left arm around my neck, his right hand lightly caressing my face, kissing my forehead and ear. I was clinging tightly to him, my legs trembling slightly. My friend was kneeling behind me, already wearing a Durex condom.
The old man said, "Be gentle this first time." My friend nodded and gently adjusted my position. My penis was already wet and slipped in easily. It wasn't as thick or long as the old man's, but it was very hard. I murmured, "It's been a long time since I've been with another man." The combined physical and psychological stimulation made me dizzy. The old man kept whispering sweet nothings in my ear, but I remained tense, gripping his hand tightly. Perhaps due to the tension, and the noise in the hallway—I could hear people talking—my friend started to soften. I glanced sideways at my friend; he was still kneeling there, thrusting vigorously. My eyes were glazed over. The old man was biting my earlobe. I bit my lip and started moaning. My friend must have heard me, because he instantly became erect again. The three of us persisted in this strange position. My friend started moaning too, and I gradually loosened up, my moans growing louder. The old man got impatient and said, "Damn it, keep it down! There are people in the hallway..." Observing my expression, the old man said, "Almost there." My friend thrust a few more times, and I trembled all over. It was coming, it was coming, it was coming! The happiest moment for a woman had arrived. My friend also quickly ejaculated, saying, "Your body is so soft. This position works too." The old man smiled slightly, you know what I mean.
At that moment, I was a little dazed. It didn't seem like this was a threesome, because the old man had only been watching the whole time, not participating.
After my friend finished, the old man sent him back to the room. The old man hugged me with a smug look on his face, "Baby, was it good?" I said, "Mmm." "As long as you're comfortable, as long as you're satisfied!" I replied, "As long as you're happy." "Baby, you looked so beautiful just now. When I felt your climax, I was so excited and happy!" I hugged him tightly. "I wish you were there too." The old man said, "I wasn't physically involved, but I was mentally involved. I'm very satisfied and happy!"

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