This is a blog post I wrote in 2012, my first time logging into 69land. I'm sharing it with everyone!

The first time my husband tricked me into going to a spa. I'm 28 years old, 166 cm tall, and have a rather plump figure, but my proportions are pretty good thanks to regular exercise. My husband is 32 years old and 172 cm tall. I've been with him since I was 18. Because I've always been introverted, I'm rather indifferent to sex, while my husband is the complete opposite—he's passionate about it. He's an optimist who believes that life is about trying new things and enjoying life to the fullest! So, over the past 10 years, we've tried almost everything from classic missionary and 69 positions to oral sex, oral sex, and various sex toys, as well as BDSM. I've transformed from an introverted, sexually resistant girl into a young woman who can enjoy pleasure and even orgasm through various forms of sex! Okay, back to the point. Let me tell you about something that happened recently that made me extremely nervous and excited, and filled me with anticipation before it even happened…
In the South, we celebrate birthdays according to the lunar calendar. My husband and I are born about two weeks apart, and this year my Gregorian calendar birthday and his lunar calendar birthday happen to fall on the same day. I don't know how many times this happens in a lifetime, but my husband is very excited. Two or three months ago, he said he wanted to have a thrilling, joyful, and memorable birthday.
We've been together for ten years, and maintaining a frequency of making love every one or two days is quite high. However, my husband is the kind of person who wants both quantity and quality, so he's been trying to find a way of making love that we haven't tried before—one that's both exciting and pleasurable! At first, he suggested a threesome, but after my strong opposition, he compromised and suggested finding a female spa in another city. He did a lot of persuasion, saying that it's me who enjoys it, not him, and that life is fleeting, so we should try it and enjoy it so we won't have any regrets! I didn't say anything, just told him it was up to him, and that was it. This morning, on our birthday, as soon as we stepped out the door, my husband said, "I've made an appointment. The masseuse is a guy, he'll arrive at 10:30 tonight. I'll go book a room in a bit. Look forward to it, a birthday we'll remember for a lifetime..." The whole day, I spent in a daze, the feeling indescribable, filled with tension... and an indescribable anticipation! During this time, I asked my husband, "What kind of services are women's spas?" He said the process is: asking if we accept the service (meaning if we're satisfied with the masseuse's appearance and figure), after we agree, the masseuse goes to shower, then instructs us on how to lie down, and finally, a full-body spa... My husband emphasized that it includes a spa treatment for intimate areas. I pressed further, asking if there would be any sexual activity, and he said, "Let nature take its course..." After asking that, I fell into another day of confusion! Whether nervous, expectant, or confused, that moment would eventually arrive. My husband and I pushed open the door to the suite he had booked. Perhaps, it was here that I would let the second man in my life enter my mysterious private parts, and right here, in front of my husband! The greenhouse, damp all day, felt like a spring bursting forth, warm and inviting. My husband

had booked a deluxe double room in a small duplex. To the left of the entrance was the bathroom, then the living room, and to the right was the TV. Opposite the TV was a corner sofa, and next to the sofa was the staircase leading to the upstairs bedroom. Beyond the living room was the balcony. Going up the stairs, to the right was the shower and toilet, and to the left was the bedroom. Facing the bedroom, to the left was a large bed, and outside was a small balcony separated from the bedroom by curtains. Opposite the bed was a TV and a computer, and in the corner were a small round table and two rattan chairs. It was clear my husband had carefully chosen this room; it was warm and romantic. I love you, my husband…

As I entered the room, my husband received a call from him (let's call him Ekin from now on, that's the name he told my husband). He said he had arrived and would come over after grabbing a late-night snack! My husband told me to take a shower while he busied himself putting the two bottles of red wine and a dozen beers he had brought into the refrigerator! I don't know how to express my feelings at that moment. There was no anticipation, only pure nervousness. I could almost hear my own heart pounding! I don't remember how I even made it up the stairs to the bathroom...

With a pounding heart, I carefully washed every inch of my skin, my mind almost blank... I don't know how much time passed before I turned off the shower. I heard two people talking downstairs. He was here! I hesitated in the shower, wondering whether to go downstairs, and how to go downstairs! My husband wanted me to wear the purple silk nightgown he had brought from home. The nightgown was transparent, clearly showing my bra and sexy lace panties. It was the first time I had ever worn this in front of a man other than my husband! Was he a tall, handsome young man with a sunny disposition, or a creepy-looking, squinting uncle, or a muscular man with a strong face and a muscular body? My mind raced with these thoughts as I called from downstairs... I wanted to go down, but I was ashamed to face a strange man dressed like this; I wanted to change into my usual clothes, but my husband's repeated instructions to dress like this echoed in my ears! Hesitant and urged on by my husband again, I hastily threw on a towel (the towels in the hotel were so short!!!) and slowly walked downstairs...

I sat down next to my husband with my head down. He introduced me: "This is Ekin, say hello!" I kept my head buried in my chest. He greeted me naturally, whether out of professional habit or something else, and raised his glass! I clinked my glass of wine with his, which my husband had poured for me, and glanced up at him slightly... He was far from the 1.8-meter-tall, sunny boy I had imagined. He wore a baseball cap, jeans, a plaid shirt, and a vest, with a smile on his face. However, I could sense a strong possessive desire in his eyes... I couldn't quite describe my feelings. Although he was quite different, it was still somewhat acceptable... My husband opened a bottle of wine, poured me a glass, and at Ekin's request, poured me half a glass! After drinking for a while, Ekin said he was going to take a shower and went upstairs to the bathroom. My husband asked me how I felt, and I lowered my head, unsure how to answer. My husband shared my opinion: not as good as I had hoped, but acceptable! During our chat, he called my husband upstairs (later my husband told me he was going up to check on Ekin's health; even though he had a health certificate, it was better to check in person! Haha, what a meticulous husband, I love you).

There was a little incident in the middle. When Ekin came down, whether it was industry custom or intentional, he only had a towel wrapped around his crotch. As you know, hotel scarves are small, so you could clearly see the half-raised shape of his genitals. It was the first time I'd seen another man almost naked outside of porn, especially with my husband present, and I was dressed so revealingly. My already shy feelings combined with my rapidly beating heart made it almost impossible for me to breathe! He was sitting opposite me, and I didn't dare look up. The first thing I saw was that slightly raised bulge between his legs! I'm not a promiscuous woman, and my sexual needs aren't very strong. I've never been with another man besides my husband. But in this situation, even though I wasn't consciously trying, I couldn't help but imagine its shape, and under what circumstances it would enter my body! What would that scene be like? Would I moan softly like I do with my husband, growing louder with the rhythm, or would I maintain my composure, gripping the sheets tightly to suppress my pleasure? Oh my god, the tension, coupled with my increasingly rapid heartbeat, made me almost suffocate! Before I knew it, I'd drunk half a bottle of wine amidst the clinking of glasses. I barely noticed what my husband and I were saying; I just remember taking a sip whenever they raised their glasses. He, perhaps trying to stay alert, only drank about half a glass. Whether it was nervousness or something else, or maybe wanting a moment to breathe, I felt the urge to pee after only half a bottle. I gestured to my husband and headed upstairs. After a few steps, I heard someone else coming up the stairs. A quick glance out of the corner of my eye—oh no, it was Ekin Cheng! He followed me. Did he think I was impatient and wanted to start? But I wasn't ready! My mind had been completely blank since I came in; I couldn't think straight… "Thump!" The lights upstairs weren't on, and neither was the shower. In my nervousness, I bumped into the bathroom door. He caught up from behind and asked, "You want to turn on the light?" He turned on the bathroom light for me, and I quickly ducked and slipped into the bathroom! "Okay, I'm done. I didn't hear Ekin come downstairs. I'm conflicted in the bathroom again. I don't know if I should go downstairs or go straight to the bed where Ekin is waiting. Will he think I'm lewd? Oh well, I'll just go. I'll treat it like a massage at a spa. If it doesn't work, I'll just make him stop!"...

My face is definitely very red, I can feel it myself! I see an aromatherapy lamp on the left side of the bed. Apart from that dim light, all the lights in the room are off. The room is filled with a sensual scent, like the fragrance of flowers, or the mixed scent of men and women in heat. I think any normal woman would like this atmosphere, this scent! I relax a little and walk to the foot of the bed! He comes to my side and asks which side I want to lie on, because the side near the lamp is brighter... I definitely choose the side near the lamp! He takes the pillow from the head of the bed and puts it down, then tells me to lie face down on the bed with my face towards the foot of the bed. I lie down on the bed as he instructed... I was quite confident in my prone position on the bed. Because I run and swim regularly, the lines of my back and the shape of my buttocks are exactly what men like! Especially my buttocks—the big, round, and perky kind. I heard Ekin clearly inhale! He moved to the front of my head, and I felt his hands gently grasp the hem of my skirt, then gently, very gently, slowly lift it up, like a soft breeze gently blowing the skirt upwards—it felt so comfortable and gentle! In that instant, I felt myself getting wet! Because I hadn't felt this kind of gentleness in a very, very long time! After Ekin slowly removed my nightgown, I felt him lower his head and gently kiss the back of my neck with his lips. Then his hands began to gently unhook my bra, carefully going around my shoulders and slowly removing it from my head! I started to get nervous again. This was the first time I'd been almost completely naked in front of a strange man, wearing only a nearly transparent pair of underwear. My husband said he'd be watching from the side—why wasn't he coming upstairs? I heard my husband's phone ring downstairs, then I heard him answer it!
I felt his hands stroking my back. Yes, stroking, not like the acupressure massages at spas. It was a more forceful technique than stroking, and the biggest difference was that it was slow, unlike the rapid, forceful tapping at spas! Ekin slowly pushed down my spine from my cervical vertebrae, then parted my legs at my waist, and then slowly moved upwards along both sides of my waist, past the outer areas of my breasts, and then concentrated on my shoulders! At this point, because my head was tilted down, although breathing was a bit difficult, I had an ostrich mentality; not having to face him allowed me to fully immerse myself in his spa massage! Then I heard the sound of the stairs; my husband was coming up! He sat down at the round table in the corner, above and to the left of my head. I didn't know how my husband felt seeing me wearing only underwear while being massaged by a strange man. I felt very nervous, very shy, and also a little bit excited! As Ekin's hands massaged down my neck, they moved lower and lower, starting at my waist and then pulling back up, then to my buttocks, and now only pulling back near my vulva. My panties slipped down with each massage, leaving half my buttocks exposed. Several times I could even feel his heat pressing against the back of my head! I gripped the edge of the bed tightly, my hands on either side of my head, burying my face in them, almost suffocating. I didn't even notice when he stopped massaging my back! Now he sat a little below my buttocks, still stroking my back. As his hands moved down, his body slowly lowered, gently pressing behind my knees, and his hands slowly pulled down my panties. Unconsciously, I arched my buttocks to cooperate, my body slowly lowering with his hands until my panties were completely off… I didn't care anymore, I couldn't take it! I imagined him as my husband, and then I wouldn't be nervous anymore, I could relax and feel it! I finally let go… Ekin poured a lot of essential oil on my back, and I could feel him pull off the towel, his naked buttocks pressing against my firm backside. I can't quite describe the feeling! It felt comfortable, yet strange; I really don't know how to put it. Just imagine a strange, naked man lying on your back, slowly rubbing against you…

He gently placed his upper body on my back, then slowly rotated clockwise, then counter-clockwise. I could almost feel his nipples rubbing against my back, a slightly itchy sensation! As he slowly rotated, his heat somehow slid down my buttocks to the outside of my vagina, gently dragging it up and down with the rotation of his back. It felt very comfortable; my vagina felt itchy, as if it was getting wetter. Ekin whispered in my ear, "Honey, you're so wet! Does it feel good?" I didn't know how to answer, only managing a soft "Mmm!" As he spun around, he placed his hands on either side of my shoulders and slowly lowered himself up my back, squatting down step by step. Then he slowly rotated downwards, rubbing his hips against my sides several times when he reached my waist – it felt so good. When he reached my hips, he suddenly slid down quite quickly. Because my hips are quite perky and he had applied a lot of lubricant, I immediately felt his penis slide into my vagina, and I couldn't help but cry out! I really wanted him to thrust in and out forcefully at that moment, but he immediately pulled out, then pressed his entire body against my back, pressing his penis outside my vagina, resting his head on my right shoulder, and gently blowing into my ear, saying, "Darling, you're so wet..."
Suddenly, he began thrusting his hips rapidly, up and down, up and down, at a very fast pace! I subconsciously started moaning (actually, sometimes this kind of rapid rubbing of his penis against my vagina is very pleasurable), though still very softly, because I remembered my husband was right in front of me (later, my husband told me that I hadn't even opened my eyes; he was already standing next to us watching). Amid my soft moans, I also heard squelching sounds below. After about 100-200 thrusts, Ekin pulled his penis out, then grabbed my waist and made me kneel down. Then I heard him tearing open a packaging bag (to be honest, I still don't understand where he hid the condom; he was only wearing a towel). ...Was he really going to start thrusting? Now, when I try to recall it, my memory of that moment is a complete blank. All I remember is that he had already put on a condom and started rubbing his penis against my wet, warm area. He also put his hand around my waist and stroked my clitoris, his head resting on my shoulder. I can't remember if I moaned at that time, only that he was breathing heavily and making soft moaning sounds in my ear (actually, sometimes a man's gentle moaning can be very stimulating for a woman). I don't know how long he rubbed, but suddenly he penetrated me, only halfway in. It wasn't the fast, forceful speed I'm looking for now; it was a slow, gentle insertion followed by a slow withdrawal, then the speed increased, and I heard squelching sounds again... When my husband and I do this position, he always likes to pull my hair and thrust quickly, which feels very good! But now, Ekin's slow, unhurried method is also very comfortable, so comfortable that I almost want to arch my back and thrust harder to meet him... His penis was still inside me, then he lifted my right leg, so I was lying on my side on the bed. He grabbed my right leg, straddled my left leg, and slowly began thrusting. I heard him say to my husband, "Brother, come on! It'll be more comfortable if we come on now..." My husband squatted down above my head. He knew my nipples were very sensitive, so he grabbed my breasts and started grabbing, pinching, squeezing, and lifting (my husband is the best; he knows all my sensitive spots. Although Yi Jian's slow and unhurried approach was full of teasing, he hadn't touched my most sensitive spot yet, haha...). Yi Jian also sped up, but still only inserted halfway before withdrawing. Occasionally, he reached the very end. Because my husband was also touching me, I couldn't help but moan passionately! After about 200-300 thrusts, my husband said he needed to take a shower (later he admitted he couldn't hold back anymore, haha). Ekin put my legs down and started thrusting again in a normal position, a few gentle thrusts at a normal pace, then quickly and forcefully. After I cried out a few times, he immediately pulled out and repeated the process! (Now I know he was just teasing me from beginning to end, from the massage to the caresses to the thrusting). My husband finished; this was the fastest and shortest shower I'd ever seen him take, haha… My mind seemed a little clearer, so I asked my husband to go downstairs and get some wine. I like that hazy feeling, especially in this situation! We each drank a little more. Ekin said he needed to use the restroom. I sat on the corner of the bed, and my husband, wrapped in a towel, sat on a chair in the corner, asking me, "How was it? Was it comfortable?"… I said, "I didn't know how to answer…" Ekin came out, sat next to me, put his right arm around me, grabbed my right breast with his left hand, squeezed it hard, and whispered in my ear, "Honey, let's continue!" He dragged me onto the bed and tried to kiss me. I dodged; my husband and I had agreed not to kiss on the lips and to use a condom! My husband got on the bed too, saying, "Let's do it together," and I told him to suck my penis. So, my husband sat on the headboard, I knelt in front of him, my mouth on his penis, and Ekin knelt behind me, starting to thrust forcefully! This time, instead of the slow thrusting, he thrust forcefully dozens of times, then pulled out, and then thrust in again forcefully (my husband had told me before that this was a way for men to prolong ejaculation, haha, it seems every man knows how!). At first, I held half of my husband's penis with one hand, and the rest was in my mouth, but my husband grabbed my hands and wrapped them around his back, so I could only try to use my tongue to push against his glans, because we had tried before, and if it went in any further, I would gag or even vomit! Ekin was thrusting harder and harder, almost always pushing all the way in. I wanted to scream but couldn't, and every time I tried to scream, my husband's penis would go in a little bit more. In the end, I took my husband's entire penis into my mouth (actually, I didn't know anything at the time; my husband told me all this later. He said he was almost dying of pleasure because his glans was directly against my Adam's apple. Whenever Ekin thrust, whenever I tried to scream, my Adam's apple would move, like a small mouth covering his glans, it felt so good). After a while, my husband said he wanted to change positions. (Later, my husband told me he was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold back and ejaculate, which would be incredibly embarrassing, haha...) I had Yijian lie down, and I straddled him, putting my penis on top of him. My husband tried to penetrate me from behind, but because there was no lubrication, it took him a long time to get in. Then, when I pushed, it slipped out again. This happened several times, and for some reason, Yijian went limp (later I thought he was worried about any impurities in my anus; actually, I had already ejaculated several times, so it was perfectly clean). My husband got impatient and said, "That's enough for now, we'll try again next time!" Yijian looked surprised and asked what was wrong (because it was already past 2 AM, and he probably had planned for the three of us to spend the night together). My husband said, "My wife isn't used to it, let's try again next time!" (Later, my husband said that after several failed attempts, he suddenly felt bored, and he didn't know why, but he just didn't want me to do it with Yijian anymore). I still can't understand why Yijian did that; I really can't understand it! He suddenly pounced on me, hugged me, and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?" I didn't answer, and he quickly grabbed my legs, pinned me down, and inserted his penis (because it was slippery, and I didn't expect him to do this; normally, it wouldn't go in so easily). Then he started thrusting very quickly, each time going all the way in. I tried to push my legs up a few times but couldn't. After 20 or 30 thrusts, he pulled out abruptly and kept saying to my husband, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" My husband said it was okay and told him to go wash up. (My husband later said he ejaculated, but I didn't feel anything; he must have felt aroused and pulled out immediately, which is why he ejaculated.)
After Ekin finished showering and came downstairs, my husband and I were already drinking in the living room. My husband called him over to drink with us, and we chatted about various things... For some reason, the conversation turned to female G-spots. My husband said that this was the only spot that had never made me squirt, but he had enjoyed all the others! Ekin said it was actually a matter of technique, and the woman needed to cooperate (haha, men always claim to be the best when it comes to women). My husband said, "Why don't we try it now?" He sat down and lifted my nightgown. I tried to hold his hand down, but he said, "Hey! What are you afraid of? You've seen everything..." Then he lifted my clothes and covered my face. I was already half-lying on the sofa armrest, but now my husband was pressing down on my left foot with his right hand, and Ekin was holding my right foot. I was half-lying down, legs wide open, exposing my most mysterious part to the two men! (The following is what my husband told me later, because I couldn't see, I could only feel it). Ekin inserted his right middle and ring fingers into my vagina, only a little bit, about 3 centimeters, then pressed down on my right foot with his left elbow and began to slowly thrust in and out, asking me how it felt... After thrusting in and out for a while, I suddenly felt his friction on that spot, a kind of electric shock sensation, yes, just a light electric shock. Then I let out a soft moan! Ekin said, "Yes, that's it!" Then he covered my wet, warm area with his left hand, his left middle finger stroking my clitoris left and right, up and down, while his right hand's thrusting became faster and faster, always focused on that one spot. I don't know if others have experienced this, but it's a tingling, electric shock sensation, repeated over and over, accumulating. My husband then inserted one of his fingers into my anus, thrusting in and out in rhythm with Ekin! The pleasure grew stronger, the electric shock sensation accumulated more and more, and with the rapid friction of my husband's fingers inside my anus, I felt like I was about to explode, about to explode, about to explode. Suddenly, Ekin pulled out both fingers. My mind went blank, like a sky full of stars falling. My legs involuntarily twitched, opened, then trembled and closed, immediately opening again, trembling continuously... I have no idea what my husband and Ekin Cheng said! When I woke up, it was just my husband and me in the room...
That night, we rolled around, hugged, squeezed, kneaded, and thrust in and out, nonstop, going on and on, until I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was past check-out time...

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