Our first trip together, Xi'an

In Xi'an. I used to only imagine scenarios involving three or four people, but never had the chance to act on them.
My girlfriend and I have an open relationship; we communicate without barriers, never hiding our sexual experiences or fantasies, nor our occasional trysts outside the relationship. We share these details afterward.

To use an analogy—
sex in a stable relationship and occasional trysts outside the relationship are like staple food and snacks.
Our relationship is consistent and stable, like staple food; our occasional trysts outside the relationship are like snacks.

We respect each other and give each other privacy. We're completely
open with each other about who we like, who we have sex with, how it happened, the setting, who broke first, how it went, the physical sensations, and how many times we did it.
Each time we share, we make love even more passionately.

Sometimes, after a tryst, after sharing, we'll even reenact it, enjoying the pleasure of sex.

Besides my girlfriend, I have several stable sexual partners; my girlfriend also occasionally has sex with other men when she's aroused, besides me.
For example, when she got a foot massage outside, a handsome guy at the massage parlor slept with her.
Afterwards, she took me back to that massage parlor, called over the same guy, and brought over a girl for me to get a foot massage together.
While getting my feet massaged, I wasn't interested in the girl massaging my feet; my attention was entirely on the handsome guy and my girlfriend, watching him grope her.
Later, my girlfriend told me that in front of me, the handsome guy secretly teased her genitals with his fingers, making her very aroused.

That day, after we finished our foot massage, we asked the handsome guy and the girl to leave, locked the door to the private room, and my girlfriend and I had sex in the massage parlor.
The handsome guy had already aroused my girlfriend; she was soaking wet. I didn't need for foreplay; I just put on a condom and went straight to sex.
My girlfriend kept her voice down, afraid that people outside would hear.

After this experience, my girlfriend and I started frequently mentioning threesomes and even four-person swapping when we had sex.

Finally, one day, after my girlfriend and I had sex, I said to her, "Let's call one of your little lovers and have a threesome."
She agreed, made a phone call, and told him the three of us would come together. The boy excitedly drove to our neighborhood.
I went out to meet him, telling my girlfriend to wait at home.

I went out to meet him to mentally prepare myself; neither my girlfriend nor I had ever done a threesome before. I was worried that even though it was sensual, I wouldn't be able to handle it.

When I met the boy, I had him park his car. I took him to a barbecue restaurant near the entrance and bought grilled fish, grilled meat, and beer.
Besides the food, alcohol, and his handsome body, I also wanted to prolong the time, prepare myself, and build up my mental fortitude. We

went upstairs, knocked on the door, opened it, locked it, and my girlfriend stood behind the door to greet us. The room was filled with the scent of hormones.
My girlfriend seemed unable to contain herself any longer; as soon as we entered, the three of us embraced.

The grilled fish and wine we bought were thrown directly onto the coffee table. We and the boy carried my girlfriend to the sofa, and in a flash, we stripped her naked.
From the moment we entered until she moaned under our hands, it seemed like only a few seconds
had passed. We were so impatient, there wasn't much buildup;
the air instantly heated up.

She was already gushing. The boy and I each reached for her, inserting our index fingers simultaneously, and began thrusting in and out.
I tried to be gentle, but the boy was thrusting hard. As we thrust with our fingers, I kept reminding the boy: "Gently, gently, thrust slowly, don't hurt my girlfriend..." But we couldn't slow down.
The room was filled with wet, sizzling sounds and slapping noises, along with my girlfriend's soft moans. For

about a minute, worried about hurting her
, I told the boy to take a shower. Then we started.

After the boy finished showering, my girlfriend and I moved to the bed and began our encounter.
My feelings were complex; the threesome was truly unfolding before my eyes, and it was still incredibly shocking. Various sensations intertwined, and my emotions
were incredibly complex. The scene was extremely erotic, and I felt a slight pang of jealousy. Although the pleasure was intense, I wasn't as hard or lasted as usual;

it seemed like I only lasted two minutes before I ejaculated. I got off my girlfriend and lay down on one side of the bed
. I watched as the boy approached and bent down... I lay on top of my girlfriend, thrusting into her. She let out a soft moan and hugged him tightly,
her legs spread and wrapped around his waist. I watched the boy's buttocks rise and fall on my girlfriend, her body moving in rhythm
with him. She kissed, moaned, and cried out softly, her buttocks lifting to meet his thrusts, completely absorbed and enjoying herself.
Her eyes were glazed over, oblivious to me beside her.

I wanted to get back up, but I found myself powerless, helplessly going limp.
No matter how I tried, it just drooped. I felt a little dejected.
My girlfriend and the boy noticed my displeasure, and my girlfriend crawled over to help me, but I still couldn't get an erection.
The boy said, "Give your boyfriend a blowjob," while thrusting into my girlfriend from behind.
I was still limp

. The boy didn't seem to have much of a psychological burden, and he was incredibly vigorous. My girlfriend enjoyed it, while
I could only watch helplessly .

Finally, the boy ejaculated.
I whispered to him, "We've done it once, now you can go..."
Although he seemed reluctant to leave, he was also very well-behaved and polite. He said goodbye to my girlfriend and me
, slowly put on his clothes, opened the door, and left. As

the boy left, my girlfriend seemed a little reluctant, still wanting more,
but she held me and comforted me, and we watched him leave together

. As the door closed, I bent down again, wanting to go all out again, but I still couldn't get an erection .
My girlfriend comforted me, saying that she might find me a girl, or call one of her best friends
. I said we'd talk about it later.
The room was filled with: sourness, regret, excitement, pleasure, lewdness, comfort, and all sorts of apocalyptic atmospheres that crossed ethical boundaries.

My girlfriend tried various methods to comfort me, but I still couldn't get an erection.
She felt a little guilty, so I told her it was okay. I said, "You're having pleasure, and I'm happy too."
I said, "What's stimulating me is that you're so engrossed in him that you're neglecting me a little. I'm actually a little jealous and sad. Maybe that feeling of being ignored made me go limp."

It took me a while to get an erection again and go back to the game. Only then did I feel like I had regained some of my lost ground. My
girlfriend was very cooperative, and slowly, I regained my confidence.

After this somewhat frustrating threesome, after some time, my girlfriend and I discussed having another swap. To avoid embarrassment and jealousy, we swapped rooms first, then shared a room the next morning without swapping. After getting up, we chatted and drank tea before swapping rooms... Gradually, my girlfriend and I were able to figure out the appropriate boundaries for having fun with multiple people, and we slowly became more relaxed.

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