3P experience

My wife and I both have respectable professions and live a comfortable but not extravagant middle-class life. To be honest,
my wife isn't the demure, classical beauty type; her features are striking, her figure slender yet voluptuous,
and her skin, especially, is dazzlingly fair—the kind that arouses lust. I often feel fortunate
to have such a beautiful wife, the kind others envy. I enjoy having her accompany me to various parties and relish
the envious and eager glances from others.
My wife is a wonderful woman to me and our family. Before marriage, although she had relationships with other men,
she never had sexual relations with any of them. After marriage, I occasionally heard her mention being "groped" by some colleagues at work,
but it was only something like touching her thigh or pinching her breasts; in short, she has never
had sexual relations with any other man besides me. I, on the other hand, am different. Due to work and business, I've secretly had affairs with
quite a few women. But in reality, I feel that no woman outside of marriage can replace her.
This peaceful life lasted for six years; my wife's gentle nature and beautiful body brought me endless
joy. As couples spend more time together, their feelings deepen, but some sensations slowly fade. Like
intimacy, the passion, sweetness, and tenderness remain, but the blushing, heart-pounding excitement,
the electric shock of skin-to-skin contact, the shy, reserved struggles—all are gone. This is inevitable; we are too familiar, too intimate.
In fact, these feelings are very beautiful, but if possible, I wish to experience something entirely new with my wife
.
I always looked forward to that exciting moment, and when it finally arrived, I felt like I was dreaming.
It started one night in early November. As usual, my wife and I liked to talk before bed
, discussing the pleasure and wonder sex brings us while making love. My wife and I have always had a very
good relationship; we share almost everything. We've tried various sexual techniques, some I taught,
others learned from pornography. I don't know if other couples do this, but I know what we do
is perfectly normal.
My wife told me she read an article in the magazine *Ren Zhi Chu* about three families and six men and
women engaging in sexual activity. My wife's department is mostly young people, and they subscribe to
all sorts of magazines. Magazines like *The Beginning of Man* and *Family, Society and Life* are among her favorites to read in her spare time.
She's discussed her thoughts on some articles with me in the past, touching on topics like sex and lovers,
and I enjoy discussing these issues with her. Neither of us is embarrassed; in fact, our
discussions often lead to more exciting and stimulating encounters.
The magazine article about a six-person party stirred up a lot of emotions in me, a mix of
feelings, and I hoped she could provide some new thrills.
Like many couples, I've also imagined my wife having sex with multiple men,
telling her these stories during kisses and caresses in bed, arousing her to the point of ecstasy,
leading to our shared climax.
After the passion subsided, my wife always thought I was just creating the atmosphere; such a thing is completely impossible in real life.
My wife is a virtuous and conservative woman, a fact confirmed by our years of marriage.
However, my wife's impulse also reflects a common characteristic of women: the desire to experience more men
. This awareness is firmly rooted in a woman's mind, even though many women never dare to cross that line in their entire lives
. When we talk about it after experiencing intense pleasure, we both absolutely believe it could never happen to us
; we are unaware, or perhaps unwilling to be aware, of this transgressive desire within ourselves.
I can't convince myself to encourage her to find a lover. Letting my wife go to other men in my life is something
I can't bear, and besides, she would think I don't love her. A husband and wife each having their own affairs is also unacceptable; that would
make family life chaotic and devoid of any enjoyment, and besides, it's not much
different from encouraging her to find a lover.
A man's desire to possess a woman compels me to keep my wife bound to my chariot.
I don't appreciate casual sex; my wife's sexual activities are not under my watchful eye, and she would
think men treat women as playthings for sexual stimulation, which is detrimental to our relationship. I only
allow my wife to experience sexual pleasure under my complete control.
Therefore, I considered a threesome. I'll arrange everything, find a stranger to participate, and I'll control
the situation.
I naturally have my own design for the game: although my wife is nearly thirty, her beautiful face and full,
mature figure are even more charming and attractive to men… We'll find a stranger
to play a three-person game—two men against one woman—the currently popular three-person group sex activity,
or even a hybrid activity. It can also be called double-gun attack, sharing a beautiful wife, two dragons and one phoenix,
three-person battle, fighting two heroes, two men sharing a wife, etc. In short, it's a sex game between two men and one woman! After it's over ,
we'll be strangers, with no further contact. I believe my wife won't fall in love with someone else during this one extramarital affair
. Even if she does, because we can't contact each other afterward, such emotional fluctuations will gradually subside. This way of solving
the problem is perhaps the most acceptable way for me.
After my wife finished recounting the six-person party, I didn't comment as usual.
Instead , I resorted to my old trick, imagining details of multiple men playing sexual games with my wife, enticing her into a passionate frenzy with me.
After calming down, I seriously told my wife, "We can find a stranger to play a
threesome—two men to one woman."
My wife asked me, puzzled, why I had such an idea.
I told her my thoughts: Love is selfless, but love and sex are separate.
Should a man only have sex with one woman his whole life, and a woman only have sex with one man?
I believe that as long as there is love, it doesn't matter if a man only has sex with his wife, or a wife only has sex with her husband. As long as we
deeply love each other, that's enough. Why insist on exclusivity? Besides, the pleasure of sex and the pleasure of love are two different kinds of
pleasure; there's no need to force them to be the same. Love is unique, while sex is limitless.
A woman's youth fades quickly. My wife has been with me for so many years and given me so much; I want to
make it up to her. I want her to experience pleasure and happiness in sexual play.
My wife still can't accept this reality. She sighs, unable to imagine what it would feel like to be with a stranger.
Perhaps she could accept it more if it happened between acquaintances.
I understand my wife's thoughts; women are more accepting of familiar men. In a woman's eyes, wine gets better with age
, ginger gets spicier with age, and a familiar man after many years might help them overcome their psychological barriers to sex.
But I'm a rational, or perhaps selfish, person in this regard. I absolutely cannot allow such
a thing to happen between acquaintances. Regardless of the potential emotional entanglements my wife might cause with them and the trouble it would bring to the family,
as a man, giving my wife away to an acquaintance would be incredibly shameful.
I patiently explained the consequences to my wife: if something like this happens between acquaintances, it will be awkward when we meet again,
and we might not even be able to remain friends. Moreover, playing such games is different from adultery. The husband's wife
is often unaware of the game's existence. If the spouse finds out, it not only causes family conflict but also severely damages the reputations of
all three parties , leading to immeasurable losses for the family and their careers—the risk is too great. Furthermore, if the wife
develops feelings for an acquaintance, the situation becomes even more complicated, and the consequences unimaginable.
My wife found my analysis very reasonable and said it would be best to play with strangers from out of town,
avoiding locals. I told her not to be so absolute; even if she didn't know someone in the city, she could invite them. My wife said she was afraid of
running into acquaintances. I reassured her that the city is so big, with millions of people, it's unlikely to be that coincidental, and I have
my ways to avoid awkward situations.
My method for avoiding acquaintances is: finding them online and contacting them through the internet. My wife asked skeptically: "Are there really
people like that?" I laughed and said there are plenty online. My wife doesn't use computers, let alone go online; she
knows very little about the new ways of interaction between men and women reflected online. My specific steps were: first,
to communicate with the online friend to gauge their character; I absolutely wouldn't allow a vulgar person to contact or harm my wife. If things went well,
I'd ask them to send photos to avoid encountering acquaintances, and also to let my wife get a feel for their appearance to decide
whether to meet them. If we could meet, we could have a real interaction and exchange, giving both of us
the right to choose. If everything was fine, then we'd book a room and move to the more practical stage.
I discussed this with my wife late into the night, asking if she agreed with my plan. Half-asleep, she replied
, "You decide everything; I'll listen to you."
That night, I was so excited I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. My wife slept soundly beside me. I couldn't help but wonder;
her calm demeanor suggested she had truly agreed. On one hand, the thought of my wife being with someone else filled me
with a sour, bitter feeling. On the other hand, if she really took that step, I felt I had done right
by her, and a sense of relief washed over me…
The next evening, my wife went to a friend's house, and I stayed home and went online, entering a local chat room on Sina. My
username was “Couple Online,” and immediately five or six netizens contacted me.
During our conversations, I felt they were either of poor character or didn't have photos, so I eliminated them without hesitation
.
Regarding my search for a partner, most netizens asked almost the same two questions: Is it because you're
not good in that area? Is your wife too demanding?
These people lacked a deep understanding of sex, which was both laughable and pathetic.
Finally, a netizen from Beijing contacted me, saying he was 30 years old and would be in the city on a business trip the next day, saying he could understand
this lifestyle. During our conversation, I thought he was quite nice, and he eventually sent me his photo via email.
I replied that I would decide after my wife returned.
When my wife came back, I immediately showed her the netizen's photo. My wife laughed, "You actually took it seriously?
I was so sleepy last night, I only agreed because I wanted to go to bed..." Like a bolt from the blue, I was stunned!
I pulled my wife down to sit and asked her to take a closer look at the online friend, recommending him as quite handsome. But
my wife was more interested in the vase next to the young man in the photo, praising its uniqueness and beauty, saying we should buy one like that sometime
...
All my efforts last night were wasted. I could only obediently watch TV with my wife, coaxing her with kind words, afraid she
might misunderstand me...
However, I was still unwilling to give up on my wife's rejection.
After getting into bed, I imagined a threesome to tease my wife, arousing her greatly. At that moment, I lovingly told
my wife that I was doing this because I truly loved her, it was an expression of my love for her, I wanted my beloved
wife to be happy, but I wouldn't allow anyone to take her away, this kind of game was the best.
My wife, deeply moved by our passionate encounter, said my idea showed a man's love for his wife had reached its highest
level. She agreed to let me help her find a stranger online. She said the one in Beijing was indeed handsome, and I could reply to him.
The next morning, I immediately replied to the online friend, agreeing to meet and giving him my phone number.
That evening, my wife had a dinner engagement, so I stayed home and went online. The online friend didn't reply, which disappointed me. I felt that such
things needed to be done quickly, as I was afraid my wife might change her mind if I waited too long.
I continued browsing Sina chat rooms, and another online friend contacted me. This friend's manner was rather unpleasant, and his sexual
intentions were overly obvious. He asked if my wife was pretty and whether she was willing to have sex, which was very offensive. My
wife and I both oppose perverted sexual behavior. He was very eager to meet immediately, even saying he had his identification with him and
would book a hotel room immediately if possible. He told me his identity, saying he was a soldier, and gave me his phone number.
I think soldiers, separated from their families, have strong desires in this regard, but I really don't appreciate his manner of speaking
. Perhaps I should use him as a test subject, letting my wife meet him—just to give her a little exercise.
I definitely won't play a threesome with him.
I immediately called my wife to ask if the dinner was over. She said she was in her friend's car, already on her way home
. Learning from the previous day's experience, and fearing my wife might change her mind, I lied and said I should call her when we were almost home
, and I'd go for a walk with her. My wife was delighted to hear this and said she'd let me know as soon as we got home.
I met my wife downstairs, opened the car door for her, and she asked in surprise, "Weren't we supposed to go for a walk together
?" I laughed and replied, "Just going for a drive; it's been a long time since we've had one." My wife said she was
too full and really wanted to walk to digest. However, she still got in the car with me, and I drove straight to the agreed-upon location.
My wife chattered on and on about the dinner party. That night, a colleague was celebrating his housewarming and
invited my wife and more than 20 colleagues from his workplace to his home. At the dinner table, the men drank a lot and became quite boisterous. At
this point, my wife paused. Knowing her temperament, I knew something was wrong. So I asked if someone had offended
her. She nodded and continued to tell me that while everyone was drinking and making a ruckus, their department head, Director Liu,
drunkenly moved next to her, put his arm around her shoulder, adjusted her collar, and then, under the guise of concern, touched her fair neck,
saying, "Your clothes are very pretty, but unfortunately, the collar isn't turned up properly."
The man's eyes revealed a shameless lewdness. My wife had dressed carefully before going out, so there was no issue of
her being unkempt . She knew he was deliberately trying to take advantage of her, but she couldn't say anything in front of everyone, though she
felt very uncomfortable.
Director Liu was bald and known for his womanizing ways in his workplace, but he was also cheerful and witty, which meant he was always
surrounded by a large group of women. I knew him. In the past, I would have been furious if I had known about this,
but now, although I still felt uncomfortable, I thought it was just colleagues flirting, and it wasn't too
outrageous, so there was no need to take it too seriously. Besides, my wife's eagerness to meet the online friend seemed to lessen my resentment towards
Director Liu .
So I comforted my wife, saying, "He's had too much to drink. Don't take him seriously. If he goes too far in the future, just tell me,
and I'll deal with him..."
After comforting my wife for a few moments, I cautiously asked her if she wanted to meet the online friend. My wife asked what kind
of online friend, and I replied that the person was a soldier.
As we approached the agreed-upon location, I pulled the car over and said, "Is it just a meeting, okay? I
don't want to do anything tonight. Consider it a little exercise for you." My wife realized I was serious and angrily
refused, "Huh...you're not serious, are you? I always thought it was just talk. This won't do! I
have a husband too. If you want to meet, go see him yourself. I'm not going!" And that
was the end of it. The drive home was silent, and I felt a mix of emotions. My wife's loyalty
touched me deeply, but her inability to take that step left me feeling lost. I told her I loved her deeply and
asked her not to have any other thoughts.
Seeing my gloomy expression, my wife softened her tone and said, "I don't like soldiers, and besides, I'm not
in the mood tonight...give me some time to adjust, okay?"
Back home, we went to bed, and I earnestly tried to persuade her: a modern woman should be
adventurous and ready to embrace challenges. I really want to find a man to play with her, just one, and we
can play a threesome together, so she can get more pleasure. You're almost 30, life is short, you should
do what your heart truly desires while you're young, it would be great to experience more men, I really want you
to try other men, really!
My wife said that as long as I'm with her often, that's enough; she doesn't want to play these games, afraid of hurting my feelings
.
I comforted her, saying: "It's all my choice. Extramarital sex is a supplement to marriage . As long as she doesn't fall in love with someone else, and her feelings belong to me, then the more colorful our extramarital sex life is, the stronger
our marriage will be. " My wife said: "Honey, I know you mean well, but I really can't take that step. It's like asking me to eat fatty meat; I know it won't do any particular harm to my health, but please don't force me, okay?" I continued to persuade my wife: "This is a secret between us. We're both experienced, so what's wrong with being a little more indulgent in sex as long as it doesn't affect our marriage and family? " My wife still hesitated. She had never been with another man before, and she didn't know what to do if we really did this. Besides, wouldn't it be too lewd? I said: "From the perspective of male and female physiological differences, as long as you pay attention to hygiene and contraception, a mature woman can have sex with several men in a row, so she doesn't need to worry about being hurt. Most importantly, we both enjoy sex and want to explore its mysteries. Our relationship won't change because of this; it's just about getting more different experiences, isn't that good?" Seeing that my wife was already interested, I asked again: "If that young man in Beijing contacts me by phone, should we meet him?" My wife was silent for a moment and then replied: "You've already promised someone else, and I don't want to hurt him. Let's try, but only once... The most important thing is, are you really willing to let me do this kind of thing?" My wife is always so serious about things. I said: "Why not?" I'm serious, I've figured it out. Since I've been fantasizing about it for so long, it needs a breakthrough to make it meaningful. The next day, November 8th. That morning, my wife went to work, the child went to her maternal grandmother's house, and I continued searching for friends in Sina's local chat rooms. I really hoped the netizen in Beijing would contact me, because the opportunity was good. The child was taken care of in the afternoon and for dinner , giving my wife and me some free time. However, I had a work engagement at noon, and my wife had to attend a colleague's wedding in the evening, so we only had a few hours together in the afternoon. Perhaps my expectations were too high; the conversation with the netizen didn't quite click, and by 11 a.m., there was still no result. Feeling a bit discouraged, I was about to shut down my computer and go to the kitchen to cook. Just then, a netizen named "White-Collar 23" greeted me. This netizen was very frank, saying he was from another province and that he and his wife had had similar experiences back in their hometown, hoping to join our lives. I told him that my wife and I had watched some erotic content online and were very interested . I love my wife, but I also wanted her to experience some excitement. Morally, my wife is my most private possession, especially sexually. Revealing what is most private and intimate is not only wrong to myself but also wrong to morality.

The challenges are what keep us alive – that's the source of our excitement. Life is short, and I want to
do what I truly desire while I'm young. So, I'm particularly looking for a man to share my love for my
wife, but I can't just pick anyone. I'm afraid of encountering a vulgar person who might hurt her.
This online friend understood my situation perfectly, saying he could fully cooperate and would respect my wife.
During our conversation, I learned he and his wife had similar experiences, and he was even from my hometown, which made me feel
a sense of kinship.
I repeatedly emphasized that my wife hadn't tried this before, and that meeting him might be fruitless. I hoped he could work with me
to persuade her. He confessed that he was actually 28, only two years younger than his wife, but looked young,
so he described himself as 23 in his online name. We exchanged QQ numbers, and he sent me his photo.
Just then, my wife came home from work. I showed her his photo, and she laughed, saying, "This guy looks
a bit simple and honest, and a bit like you." I asked her if she would like to meet him. My wife said, "Sure, let's meet then."
She answered so readily that I was a little skeptical and asked why she agreed so quickly. She
said, "You were angry last night, but you just didn't show it. I don't want to upset you again today..." A feeling of warmth welled up inside
me
: my wife is so good. I immediately told the online friend that my wife had agreed to meet
, and we arranged to meet around 3 pm after I finished my social engagement. We would contact each other by phone then.
The engagement was in the suburbs, and it was already past 2 pm after dinner. On the drive back, I called the online friend and
asked him to find a private room at a teahouse near Green Lake. A quieter environment would facilitate conversation and help create a pleasant atmosphere.
Then I called my wife, who was taking a nap, to wake her up. She seemed a little reluctant on the other end,
saying, "I still want to sleep." I coaxed her, "Sweetie, don't lie to me. We're just meeting first
; you can decide everything else later..."
Entering the dormitory compound, I called my wife again. She said she was just getting dressed and would come downstairs after tidying up
.
The 20-odd minutes I spent waiting for her in the car felt like an eternity. The thought
of my wife meeting her online friend, of… a mix of conflicting emotions—anxiety, excitement, and sadness—swirled within me. It felt like
a dream; I hoped she would change her mind, yet I also hoped she would go and face it…
Finally, my wife arrived at the car. That day, she wore a perfectly tailored dark trench coat, open
over a light yellow fitted sweater, exuding a casual charm. It was clear she hadn't
dressed up intentionally; she had simply styled her hair and applied some lipstick. As usual, she wasn't glamorous or flashy
, but rather fresh, natural, and elegant. My wife later told me that she hadn't really dressed up; she had just been dawdling, not wanting to go out, but considering how much effort
I had put in, she didn't want to disappoint me.
Unlike usual, my wife sat in the back of the car this time.
She refused to sit next to me in the driver's seat, saying she wanted some peace and quiet.
When we were almost at Green Lake, my online friend called, saying he wasn't familiar with the area. He knew there were teahouses, but
couldn't find any with private rooms. He was from out of town, so I understood his predicament. I told him we were almost there and I'd
contact him by phone once we found the place.
I took my wife to a teahouse called "Holy Land Sand," which had private rooms on the second floor. The private room was unique and elegant.
The brightly colored single sandpits were shaped like hands—a novel design—and the cozy space was filled with
tranquility. My wife loved this playground-like environment. She practically cheered as she leaned heavily into the sofa
, her round, bright eyes sparkling with excitement, a blush of joy on her face. The weather was warm, and my wife wasn't wearing a trench coat when she
got out of the car Her light yellow sweater, combined with the graceful curves of her body,
added a spring-like feel to the small private room, making me think my wife was very sexy, always possessing a certain charm. I feel truly blessed to
have such a wonderful wife.
Just as I finished serving tea, my online friend appeared. We were invited to sit down, and began chatting about everything under the sun.
This friend, wearing glasses, was refined and polite, but slightly reserved and cautious. He told us about his
personal experiences and family situation, and revealed his surname was Huang.
My wife later told me that she admired two things about Huang: first, his unwillingness to settle for a stable, mundane life, his
willingness to constantly change jobs, and his courage to challenge himself; second, his desire for a happy
childhood for his children, a sentiment shared by my wife in the past, although that wouldn't be possible once the children started school.
I excused myself to use the restroom, allowing them to talk privately. When I returned, we chatted for a while, and then my wife also went to the restroom
. I asked Huang if he had feelings for my wife, and he said, "Your wife is beautiful and sexy; of course I'd love to have her
. You're so lucky!" He also told me that my wife truly loves me and is rather conservative, lamenting
that he didn't know if society was developing too fast or if she was simply out of touch with the times. She said she could feel my love for her,
but she was confused about the depth of that love.
We finally met, but I still didn't know my wife's true feelings. I discussed with Xiao Huang that he would make
an excuse to leave so I could ask my wife what she thought.
After Xiao Huang left, I eagerly asked my wife how the conversation went and whether she was willing. My wife said she didn't know,
but she felt Xiao Huang was quite nice during the conversation. She said that if it didn't involve that kind of thing, she felt the chat was very intimate
and natural, but once it did, she had an indescribable feeling…
She didn't know what would happen if she really entered that kind of environment…
I knew her inner struggle and unease: "You're very conflicted right now, aren't you?"
"Yes…" she nodded, still with her head down.
“Your conflicting feelings mean you still have desires. It's because you want it, but also feel it's
wrong, that you feel conflicted. Your unease stems from traditional societal norms that believe
women shouldn't have extramarital affairs. Actually, don't feel like you're at a disadvantage; just feel like you're
having fun with another man and enjoying it.”
My wife was still a little hesitant; after all, we'd never done anything like this before. I knew my encouragement was helping her…
Having made up my mind, I seized the opportunity to continue encouraging her, saying, "Sex is a need, and your body is your own. As long as
you're willing to try, I approve. What's wrong with that? If you've thought it through, just do it! It's just for pleasure, so
let's try it once, okay?"
My wife held my hand tightly, looked at me, and gazed at me for a long time before nodding and saying, "Okay, if
you really want me to try, I'll listen to you, let's try it once..."
Since my wife had agreed, I could now put my plan into action. After Xiao Huang returned, I told
him there was a hotel near Green Lake and asked him to go get a room. He said he didn't have his ID card with him, and I said a little anxiously, "
We need your out-of-town ID card to get a room." He said he would take a taxi back to get it.
Hand in hand with my wife, we strolled along the edge of Green Lake. I asked her if she was nervous. She replied that she
wasn't nervous, but she felt uneasy, like when her mother used to ask her to meet boyfriends, and she didn't want to, but the adults meant well,
and she couldn't refuse...
I squeezed my wife's hand and encouraged her, "Sex is a pleasure. As long as we prepare properly and make the threesome
harmless, you can enjoy it to your heart's content. Try to relax and don't worry about
what I might think. As long as you're enjoying yourself and not being tortured, I won't
mind who you do it with."
We drove to the hotel parking lot, and my wife quietly sat in the back seat. I called Xiao Huang, who told
us everything was arranged in room 425. Suddenly, I remembered something important and called Xiao Huang
to remind him to bring safety equipment. My wife, listening nearby, suddenly blurted out, "I think you're forcing someone
into prostitution..."
A pang of sadness welled up inside me. I said, "Actually, this is between you and me, it doesn't bother anyone else, and it's none of their business
. I don't care, so what are you afraid of? Besides, doing it once or twice won't cost
you anything, and it adds some spice to our lives, isn't that interesting?"
My wife didn't say anything more, just followed me upstairs to the room. I checked my watch; it was a
little past 5. This was a standard room, not very big; the two beds in the middle made it quite cramped.
A sports event was playing on TV.
After pouring us tea, Xiao Huang sat still, probably unsure how to begin. All three of us knew what
was going to happen, yet none of us knew what to do—everything is difficult at the beginning!
So, I said to my wife, "Ladies first, would you like to take a shower first?"
We had already discussed this upstairs, letting Xiao Huang or her shower first, as one of us needed to watch our
bags. It wasn't that I didn't trust Xiao Huang, but we should be wary of strangers.
My wife dressed neatly and went into the bathroom. While she showered, I drew the curtains. The curtains in this room
were different from those in other hotels; beneath the thin, pale yellow curtains was only a layer of white gauze,
unlike the thick, black underlayers of curtains in other hotels that completely block out light.
This was good; if it was pitch black and nothing could be seen, there would be little sensory stimulation.
I frankly told Xiao Huang that I was very nervous; the unique psychological feeling at that moment was hard to describe… Xiao Huang comforted
me, saying that everyone feels this way the first time, with lots of anxiety, and that these feelings would gradually disappear after going through it.
After a moment of silence, I discussed it with Xiao Huang again: I wanted him to act opportunistically while I showered, hoping
to see his progress when I came out. Although I said this, I was actually afraid my wife might get hurt…
Xiao Huang understood my feelings, saying he wouldn't hurt my wife, would respect her, and reassured me.
I specifically instructed Xiao Huang to make sure he entered my wife's body first when we were playing later. I
did this mainly to prevent my wife from changing her mind; doing so would make it a fait accompli.
Xiao Huang calmly smiled and said, “Actually, it doesn't matter who goes first, I won't mind.” I could tell that
Xiao Huang was indeed experienced in this area.
After a while, my wife's voice came from the bathroom, telling me to make the bed. I didn't hear clearly, thinking she
wanted me to close the curtains, and casually replied that I had already.
This meant my wife was about to come out of the bathroom.
My heart pounded with anxiety as I imagined: if my wife came out fully clothed, should I undress her
, or should Xiao Huang do it? I could probably handle it better if I undressed her, but watching Xiao Huang undress
her would be more exciting…
The bathroom door opened, and my wife stepped out, walking straight down the hallway into the room. Her
face was flushed after her bath, her hair slightly disheveled, but her fair skin shone even brighter.
To my surprise, she wasn't wearing any clothes. A dark yellow towel wrapped around her full body,
her snow-white arms exposed above her ample breasts. The small towel couldn't cover her completely; the hem of her bathrobe
revealed her slipper-clad feet and part of her fair thighs. She exuded a mature woman's unique
sexiness and charm…
How could my wife be so open now? The only thing covering her body was a towel—didn't that mean I could
easily strip her naked?
But only for a moment. My wife turned back and hid in the bathroom, complaining, "Why didn't you make
the bed for me?" I then understood what she meant and quickly did as she said.
My thinking was correct; my wife genuinely wanted to make things convenient for us. Later she told me that she was wearing
a , extending from her upper body to her buttocks, which was difficult to take off. Since she had
already come this far, it would be more convenient for her to go out wrapped in a towel rather than have us go through the trouble of undressing her…
I accompanied my wife to the bathroom, then helped her out, and carefully led her to the bed against the wall
. After she lay down wrapped in her bathrobe, I quickly pulled the blanket over her.
Xiao Huang's eyes swept over my wife's body, and from a man's perspective, I sensed that his gaze
wasn't particularly lewd.
He calmly walked towards the bathroom. At that moment, I understood his composure, a trait born of experience.
I sat down beside my wife, tenderly stroking her face. My wife seemed cold and asked me to bring the blanket
over her. She seemed to dislike me at that moment, moving to the very edge of the bed, pitifully shrinking her body
to one side, as if avoiding me…
Looking at my wife, I imagined that perhaps, the moment I entered the bathroom, Xiao Huang and
my wife had already begun. I didn't know if I could be naked and honest with another man, nor
how to break the awkwardness at the beginning. Thinking that my wife was about to embrace, kiss
, caress, and even have sex with another man, I was filled with mixed emotions. My nervousness was no less than my wife's, and
we were speechless for a moment.
My consciousness was somewhat blurred… It felt like preparing a special gift for my beloved
, wanting her to like it very much and be very satisfied. I wasn't worried that she would fall in love with this crazy thrill
; I was only worried that she might be hurt because the other person wasn't gentle enough. If, after it was over, she told me she
liked it, I would be very happy. If, after it was over, she regretted trying it, I believed I
would regret it even more than she did, hating myself for hurting my beloved.
Not long after, Xiao Huang came out, also wrapped in a bath towel.
I took off my outer clothes and pants in front of them, entering the bathroom in my underwear. While showering, I would occasionally
press my ear to the crack in the bathroom door to listen, trying to find out what was happening outside, but
I couldn't hear anything except the monotonous sound of the showerhead.
After showering, I went outside and saw Xiao Huang sitting beside my wife, leaning towards her, gently stroking her
hair and talking to her. My wife covered her eyes with one hand, looking very nervous.
My wife later told me that Xiao Huang was very disciplined; before I appeared, he had been sitting
on the edge of the bed, saying to my wife with concern, "Sister-in-law, you're sleeping too far in; you could move a little."
My wife replied somewhat nervously that it was okay.
They then fell silent. After
a while, Xiao Huang probably felt a little cold and asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, can I come over and cover myself
with a blanket?" My wife nodded with her eyes closed and said yes. Xiao Huang sat down beside his wife, pulled
the blanket over her lap, and gently stroked her hair, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't be nervous, relax, it's okay
..."
Xiao Huang's comforting words warmed his wife's heart.
At that moment, I came out of the bathroom.
Seeing me, Xiao Huang moved to the other side, perhaps feeling it was his turn to start.
I lay down beside my wife, gently embracing her soft arms, and tenderly kissed her cheek.
My wife slightly opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, "Husband..." before closing her eyes again and resting her head against my chest, exuding
a captivating feminine aura.
Looking at her blushing cheeks and inhaling her alluring fragrance, I felt as if I
were in a dream. I suppressed the surging emotions in my chest, trying to relax as much as possible, and said to her, "Wife,
I love you..." As I spoke, my cold lips kissed her rosy cheek, my hand slipping under the covers to
move over her full breasts, kneading her soft nipples, then trying to pull off the towel covering her soft body. My wife suddenly gripped the towel
tightly , her voice trembling, "No... don't untie it..."
I understood her shyness at that moment, stopped what I was doing, gently stroked her hair, and
pressed my tongue against her bright red lips, letting it enter her mouth. "Mmm..." my wife moaned softly, her warm tongue
responding passionately to my intrusion, our tongues entwining intensely...
Taking advantage of this, I smoothly untied the towel from my wife's body, and her slightly cool breasts immediately fell into my hands.
I gently kneaded them, and my wife hugged my neck tighter, feeling her breathing gradually become heavier...
I glanced sideways at Xiao Huang and found him still sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at us. I pulled my hand out from under the covers
and beckoned to him, gesturing for him to come closer.
As I deeply kissed my wife, I naturally lifted the covers slightly, immediately exposing her snow-white breasts to
Xiao Huang's eyes. One of her large, brown nipples trembled slightly as I kneaded her breast, and the unique fragrance
of a mature woman wafted through the air…
Soon, I felt Xiao Huang's breath. He gently leaned down and softly took my wife's nipple
into his mouth, sucking on it with gusto, his hand moving towards the breast I was kneading…
“Oh…”, my wife pulled away from my lips, tilting her head back and letting out a soft moan, her eyes tightly closed… With
our movements, the covers were completely pulled back, revealing my wife's full, white body, her beautiful curves and exquisite
figure, all laid bare. My wife has always had a great figure—a slender waist, full hips, and long legs. But that day, I suddenly realized
that compared to when we got married, her figure hadn't changed at all; in fact, it was more mature and alluring than before.
Her breasts were still so high and firm, even fuller and softer than before; her legs were still so white
and long, even more rounded and fuller than before. With age, her body had become even more full of mature womanly
charm.
Releasing my hand, as Xiao Huang took over caressing my wife's trembling breasts, my hand went directly to my wife's thickly haired pubic
area. My wife was quite full, and the flesh on either side of her vulva was very fleshy, like two low, fleshy hills clustered
on either side. I knew my wife didn't like her clitoris touched, so I used my fingers to rotate around her vaginal opening
…
My wife just kept her eyes closed, letting us do as we pleased, her eyelashes fluttering, her breathing rapid and quick.
At the same time, I noticed that Xiao Huang was already standing by the bed, and my wife's fair, slender hand was holding his large, dark
penis. Xiao Huang's penis was thick, dark, and throbbing slightly;
the veins, twisted from its erection, were almost visible.
My wife later told me that Xiao Huang had pulled her hand over. She
hadn't dared to look at what Xiao Huang's penis looked like; she only felt it was hot, thick, and large…
He lowered his head to kiss my wife, and her breathing became more rapid and quick. Warm love fluid gradually overflowed from her vagina
, and my fingers were becoming increasingly sticky from it…
At that moment, I felt Xiao Huang's hair brush against the back of my hand, which was resting on my wife's lower body. Without me noticing,
Xiao Huang was already kissing my wife's thighs, from the outside to the inside…
No wonder my wife's love fluid was flowing so quickly and so much; it was the stimulation of two men kissing and caressing each other.
And so it turned out. I gazed intently at my wife, her face flushed with the passion aroused by lust. Her eyes were half
-closed, half-open, her gaze hazy, her eyes and brows brimming with tenderness. She writhed her voluptuous
body, every curve of her form perfectly accentuated…
I withdrew my hand from my wife's vaginal opening and continued to caress her breasts…
Leaving my wife's lips, I looked up to watch Xiao Huang's actions. Xiao Huang gently parted his wife's long, slender
legs , pressing his face against her pubic hair, his lips clamping onto her clitoris…
“Oh…,” his wife tilted her head back, her tightly closed face becoming even more alluring, involuntarily
opening her sensual lips to let out a stimulating moan. Her legs, controlled by Xiao Huang's hands, involuntarily rose,
and with each thrust of his lips and tongue into her genitals, her legs bounced up and down…
Xiao Huang was very diligent; he tilted his head, lifting his wife's buttocks, burying half his face in her pubic hair,
licking and teasing her for a long time. Amidst the squeaking licking, sucking, tapping, and thrusting, his wife appeared
extremely uncomfortable, but her moans grew even more ecstatic. I knew that once my wife was fully aroused,
a little bit of her labia, like the hem of a scallop's skirt, would peek out from her vulva. Curled and wrinkled, sometimes glistening with a layer of
love fluid secreted after arousal, it clung to her vulva and the exposed hem, like
the petals of a bud smeared with honey.
"How is it?" I whispered in my wife's ear.
"Ah...husband...his tongue is inside...I can't take it...I'm so itchy...it's so uncomfortable
...I'd rather be...than suffer like this...you two...let's see who goes first, stop teasing me
!" I nodded: "Wife, be brave, you might have to endure a little longer. Don't you like
this kind of foreplay ?" My wife nodded too: "Then...I...I...I'm going to embarrass you...I'm sorry...he's really amazing ...ah...I'm so wet..." With our movements, my wife moaned softly, her beautiful body almost convulsing, her cries rising and falling, the blanket completely falling to the floor. I felt it was about time, so I turned to look at Xiao Huang, who was also looking at me with a questioning look in his eyes. I understood he was asking if we could begin, so I nodded. Xiao Huang left my wife's body to put on a condom. I kissed my wife's face and continued to caress her thighs… At this moment, my wife clearly knew what was about to happen; her body trembled a few times, seemingly a little nervous. Now that the moment had come, I was afraid she would change her mind at this crucial juncture, so I leaned over her, pressing down on her arms, holding her firmly so she couldn't move an inch. At this moment, my wife seemed to understand my nervousness; she opened her eyes and nodded gently at me, as if to tell me she wouldn't back out. Perhaps to reassure me, she willingly opened her previously closed legs, allowing her vagina, which had once belonged only to me, to be completely, thoroughly, clearly, and beautifully opened before this strange man . I watched helplessly as Xiao Huang straddled the bed, positioned himself between my wife's fair legs, and then looked down at the small opening between her legs. One hand guided his penis, while the other parted the vulva from the left, first circling the head of his penis against her labia a few times, then using it to pry open her vaginal opening. As he entered her, for some reason, my wife grabbed my hand and pressed it against her chest. Immediately afterward, Xiao Huang released both hands and lunged at my wife. "Oh…," with Xiao Huang's forward lean and the thrust of his large penis, my wife's breasts bounced, she cried out in a passionate, confused voice, her buttocks and waist arching upward in response, her beautiful face turning to one side, gripping the side of the pillow tightly, letting out a soft "Oh!"... I could feel her heart pounding fiercely. When I saw her brow furrow and then relax, and the corners of her mouth twitch slightly, I knew that although I couldn't witness that unforgettable moment, my wife's expression clearly told me that the flesh that had once only covered part of my body had now accepted another man's swollen member . Xiao Huang, naked, pressed down on my wife's full body, our heads touching above each other's faces. Because our lower bodies were connected, Xiao Huang's hands were awkwardly positioned for support. I got up and moved to the other side of the bed, making room for Xiao Huang. On this side of the bed, close to the wall, the aisle was narrow, making it difficult to observe them. So I turned and went to the other side of the bed, squatting beside it, gently stroking the inside of my wife's raised thigh, carefully observing Xiao Huang's movements . At this moment, I could clearly see that Xiao Huang's thick penis was completely inserted into the flesh between my wife's alluring labia. The last rays of the setting sun streamed through the curtains, illuminating a naked couple: the man's elbows propped him up, his head pressed intimately against the woman's delicate face. The woman's hair was disheveled, her eyes closed, her slightly parted lips emitting passionate moans. Her two long, slender, white legs were slightly raised, her snow-white flesh swaying with the man's hip movements. Xiao Huang's firm buttocks began to thrust repeatedly into his wife's lower body. He didn't thrust deeply, but rather kept most of his thick, hard penis inside her vagina, then forcefully twisted his hips, making a half-rotating, churning, and pounding motion inside her… At this moment, his wife's lower body was completely under Xiao Huang's control. With each forceful thrust, his wife let out a series of intoxicating "Oh... Ah..." sounds, her full buttocks involuntarily swaying in rhythm with the man on top of her. Xiao Huang was clearly focusing all his attention on the squeezing and rubbing of his glans against the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. Each thrust was accompanied by a soft moan, as if he were intensely enjoying the pleasure. I knew that although my wife had given birth once, her vagina was still remarkably well-preserved, with excellent muscle elasticity and a wonderful tactile feel. Xiao Huang's glans must be pressing deep inside her, powerfully rubbing and thrusting, carefully feeling the tightness, peristalsis, and lubrication within.

I stared blankly at Xiao Huang's gentle yet powerful movements on my wife. It was the first time I'd seen another man's penis
inside my wife's vagina, and I was overwhelmed with emotion as I listened to her passionate moans. This
woman entering the world of lust was my wife! She had finally accepted a stranger, opened her body to him,
willing to envelop his with her own flesh, to accommodate his deep penetration,
to guide him to ejaculation and enjoy pleasure, and to let him unleash ecstasy, trembling, and spasms from within her
, to savor her beauty. The most intimate and tender parts of their bodies intertwined and rubbed together
, and her fluids were soaking both of them…
I couldn't resist placing my hand between my wife's vagina and anus beneath Xiao Huang's penis, gently pinching her perineum
. "Oh…oh…" My wife's moans grew stronger, "Plop…plop…plop…" soft
sounds emanated from their genitals. Along her thighs, an astonishing flow of moisture gushed forth, already trickling down her buttocks and onto the sheets
…
In fact, over the years I had tried every possible sexual position with my wife,
knowing every part of her body inside and out as if it were part of my own. But at this moment, I simply couldn't
ignore the breathtaking, clearly penetrating movements inside her. A surge of indescribable
excitement welled up within me. Such a wonderful wife, such beautiful vulva—
the place I was most fascinated by when we first married was now being fully enjoyed by this stranger. Witnessing my beloved wife's
familiar vulva receiving the thrusts of this unfamiliar penis, I felt my blood boil,
my lower body throbbing with intense arousal. Especially the sounds of her delicate breaths mixed with the man's rough voice
made it impossible for me to control my intense sensations. This feeling seeped into my body, making me drown. I
moved to the head of the bed and, beneath Xiao Huang's body, reached out and roughly kneaded my wife's breasts, twisting her nipples tightly…
At this moment, Xiao Huang tenderly asked my wife, "Sister-in-law, are you comfortable?"
Having experienced pleasure with a man other than her husband for the first time, my wife, enjoying the sensation, nodded frankly.
Encouraged, Xiao Huang said to my wife again, "Sister-in-law, if you're comfortable, will you hold me?" He
then kissed my wife's slightly parted lips, which were still groaning. At first, my wife tightly closed her teeth to prevent Xiao Huang's tongue from entering, but
as Xiao Huang's lower body moved, she couldn't control herself. She opened her mouth in a daze, actively welcoming Xiao Huang's tongue
. Their tongues intertwined wildly, and at the same time, she couldn't help but tightly embrace Xiao Huang's naked body
… I clearly saw the expressions of pleasure and
confusion .
Under the relentless pressure of the man on top of her, the wife gradually spread her legs wider and wider, finally
arching them completely, then resting them against his thick waist. In renewed excitement, she parted again, then pressed against him, her buttocks rising
and falling in rhythm with each of Xiao Huang's thrusts. I could clearly see that between the wife's raised, swaying
legs , in front of Xiao Huang's testicles, amidst the intertwined pubic hair, the man's thick, hard penis was
completely inside her. The wife's tender, red vaginal opening turned in and out with each thrust of the man's penis,
milky white, glistening fluid flowing from her vagina, trickling down her perineum to her buttocks…
Suddenly, Xiao Huang left his wife's body and stepped off the bed. His penis, still in his condom, was erect, the oily,
glistening thing completely wet from base to tip. He turned to me and said, "Brother, come on
up ."
He said he couldn't handle his wife's passionate reaction and needed to rest.
I looked at my wife; her eyes were closed, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, seemingly oblivious to everything. I immediately
climbed onto the bed, facing my limp and powerless wife. I knelt beneath her, supporting her thighs with my hands. Her wet,
sticky vaginal opening was immediately exposed before me. I straddled her, holding my erect penis, and
thrust forward forcefully towards her overflowing vaginal opening. I hadn't expected her vagina to be so wet;
my penis almost "slid" in. As soon as I entered, I heard a
low moan from her throat, followed by a cry of "Ah..." as my penis completely filled her!
Once inside, I suddenly realized how easy and smooth entry was today. The softness, warmth,
enveloping sensation, friction, and lubrication were all perfectly balanced. My wife's vagina
, after what Xiao Huang had done, was a little looser, but it was soft, very warm, very wet, and very lubricated—it felt
very comfortable inside. Normally, when my wife and I make love, it doesn't feel special, but at this moment, it feels incredibly alluring. I
can feel her vagina sucking and licking, gripping my penis tightly, sending waves of indescribable pleasure
through me.
This is my wife's secret place, where she's just been with another man and is currently experiencing an orgasm! I can clearly feel her
soft, tender body moving deeper and deeper, feeling her body spasming and sucking on my penis. My glans
feels her burning desire 15 centimeters deep inside her. I stop there, feeling my penis
enveloped by the soft, hot flesh of her vagina, an indescribable comfort, as if the whole world has ceased to exist,
only the hot, soft attraction emanating from that place is real.
Unsurprisingly, I began to move my hips back and forth, thrusting in and out. Due to her abundant secretions, my penis
slid smoothly inside her vagina. Her entire vagina was filled with her fluids;
compared to her usual warm, tight, and sucking sensation, her vagina was now overflowing with juices, incredibly elastic, as if making room
for me to unleash my full potential. She kept her eyes closed, letting me go in and out. Watching my engorged penis, throbbing with veins,
move in and out of her overflowing vagina, from deep red to covered in semen, then becoming a layer of pale white
foam, a surge of excitement and physical pleasure rushed to my head, giving me a light,
floating feeling. My head absorbed the pleasure from my penis like a sponge, my soul already soaring into space.
I continued to thrust forcefully, my body feeling increasingly tense, yet simultaneously experiencing an indescribable sense of relaxation.
Her juices were unusually abundant, and the wetness from her lower body made frequent "splish, splash" sounds. My penis...
My penis was glistening with her love juices, and with each thrust, I pulled out her tender flesh and then forcefully pushed it
back in. Her full breasts bounced with each thrust, her body rippling with waves of flesh. Her moans grew louder and deeper,
her vagina sucking at my glans with a rhythmic contraction…
Suddenly, I felt her vagina tighten, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her legs
clamping around me, her body almost frozen. A large amount of fluid was released from her body. I knew my wife was at the peak of arousal,
and now she needed a powerful thrust! So, while kissing her breasts, I adjusted my position, steadied her
legs, and began a frenzied, relentless thrusting. “Oh… ah… ah…” my wife
cried out again, her long, smooth black hair obscuring her beautiful face…
I increased my speed, and after a burst of passionate thrusting, a feeling of impending ejaculation reached my glans. I immediately
stopped , leaving my hard penis inside my wife's warm vagina.
During a brief pause in my movements, Xiao Huang, who was squatting by the bed, buried his head in my wife's chest and took her hardened
nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it forcefully…
“Mmm…mmm…it hurts…be gentle…” I felt my wife's vagina contract violently, squeezing me
tighter and tighter…
Unable to withstand Xiao Huang's passionate sucking, my wife, with her eyes tightly closed, wore an expression of pleasure mixed with pain
, her cherry lips slightly parted
as she softly pleaded. Seeing my wife's coquettish state as she was played with by two men, I thrust into her again with a fierce pounding. My wife's full
breasts swayed violently back and forth with my intense assault…
My wife later told me about her new experience: the large swaying of her breasts during penetration felt like someone was caressing
her, making her even more stimulated and aroused.
With each intensified thrust, the sensation of ejaculation from my glans became increasingly unbearable. Looking down, I saw that our genitals
were completely wet, our pubic hair was matted together, and there were even some sticky
little bubbles at the opening of her vagina. I stepped back, squatted down beside my wife's bed, and caressed her face. I nudged Xiao Huang,
gesturing for him to come over.
Amidst my wife's gentle moans, Xiao Huang brought his mouth to her ear, licking and whispering something
. My wife, stimulated, nodded repeatedly. Suddenly, Xiao Huang's lips touched my wife's. She tilted her
head slightly, seemingly resisting, yet also accepting… Soon, a dazed expression appeared on her face, completely
lost in a passionate kiss. She moaned, "Mmm… Oh…" her sensual lips
twisting slightly under Xiao Huang's ministrations, her fair arms tightly embracing his body, her firm breasts pressed against his chest
…
My wife later told me that
seeing her take the initiative to be intimate with Xiao Huang, a surge of heat rushed to my head, and I became even harder and more aroused
… "Okay, let's share your body." Then, willingly, I lifted my wife's legs
and invited Xiao Huang to ravage her as he pleased. The three of us, in a frenzy of lust, reached the pinnacle of our desire.
Xiao Huang then got back onto the bed, pressing his body against his wife's snow-white body. Between her parted legs,
he reached down, swirling his glans at her vulva, then, with a firm grip, thrust downwards. His
large penis, wet with her fluids, slid effortlessly into her incredibly lubricated vagina. "Oh…
" With a cry from his wife, Xiao Huang entered her again.
His movements were the same as before, small but powerful. His wife's hair
swayed with each thrust. They embraced tightly, their intercourse gradually reaching a fever pitch of ecstasy.
His wife's vaginal fluids soaked both of their pubic hair and dripped onto the bed. I moved to their lower bodies, placing my fingers
between Xiao Huang's legs and caressing his wife's vulva. Then I withdrew a little, admiring this exciting and arousing
scene of intercourse.
Xiao Huang used one knee to forcefully spread his wife's leg apart, his taut, prominent
leg muscles pressed tightly against the smooth, delicate outer thigh of his wife. The harmonious beauty of the man and woman could even
be seen in the strength and grace of these two legs. His wife's legs were spread to their maximum extent, her vaginal opening almost
directly welcoming his rapid and forceful insertion. The skin at the edge of her vagina was taut and
slightly bluish-transparent due to the wide spread of her legs. At this moment, Xiao Huang's penis could penetrate to the deepest point every time, without any obstruction.
However, when he withdrew halfway, he would return and forcefully thrust back to the bottom of her vaginal canal. Each time his
penis passed over his wife, it caused her to contract or rather, shudder.
"There's a labia majora inside my sister-in-law's vagina opening and closing, is her cervix opening..."
Xiao Huang paused for a moment before reporting to me.
His wife groaned, "It's you...you've opened my flower core..."
"Sister-in-law, you're squeezing me so tight, I've already reached the end. Your vagina is gripping me tightly now. Oh,
it feels so good, the flesh inside is even tighter. Round and round." He said, thrusting deeply again,
pressing himself tightly against his wife, and then stopped.
"Mmm...it's so embarrassing...no...don't say it..." His wife's voice was trembling with sobs, but upon closer listening, it wasn't
discomfort, but rather a sense of ethereal bliss, as if she were reaching the pinnacle of life and about to soar.
At this moment, Xiao Huang's legs were straight, accompanied by slight trembling, presumably from enjoying
the series of contractions caused by his wife's vaginal spasms during her orgasm. Perhaps stimulated by the sucking sensation caused by his wife's vaginal spasms,
he trembled along with her.
"Ah...oh..." My wife cried out even louder, her hands gripping the pillow tightly, her whole body
writhing , her beautiful face radiating the intoxicating glow of sexual pleasure...
Time passed second by second, and when the clock struck six, Xiao Huang was still holding my wife's buttocks and
thrusting relentlessly from behind. He used just the right amount of force in his thrusts, each time he penetrated deep into my wife's vagina
, he would pause heavily, then twist his hips forcefully from side to side, so that my wife could
feel his penis, which had swelled to its maximum size, even more intensely inside her. My wife was kneeling on the bed,
her legs weak, sweat soaking her beautiful hair. If it weren't for my
support below, she wouldn't have been able to stand up at all.
*Plop...plop...plop...* Soft sounds emanated from their lower bodies. The wife's astonishing moisture flowed down her
thighs, overflowing onto the sheets beneath her. Finally, she had to let me switch sides so they could
resume their activities.
Xiao Huang's thrusting movements became increasingly vigorous, penetrating deep into the wife's body,
almost suffocating her. Several times, due to the excessive force, his penis slipped out of her vagina. Xiao Huang simply lifted
his hips , skillfully pushing his penis back in. The wife's cries were now devoid of
meaning, only faint moans emanating from her abdomen with each deep thrust: "Oh... um...
um... um... um..." I could feel
the sensation of Xiao Huang's convulsions emanating from the wife's body.
"Darling, are you still able to go on?" "I asked. My wife seemed completely immersed in passion, her face
showing an expression of ecstasy during sex. Beads of sweat kept seeping from her body, condensing on her nose and sticking to
her temples. She leaned against my chest, looking at me blankly, nodded, and forced a smile: "It's
okay... but... I've never felt this stimulated before... wave after wave, I... I'm going to come again!"
Suddenly, Xiao Huang increased his speed, making their bodies slap against each other with a "thump! thump!" sound.
My wife could no longer move, impulsively hugging Xiao Huang tightly, her teeth clenched tightly but trembling, her lips
almost bleeding from being bitten. I heard her shout again: "I'm... I'm... I'm coming again!" Then she clung to the man on top of her ,
trembling uncontrollably. The moment his wife embraced Xiao Huang, in an instant, with
one of Xiao Huang's most violent thrusts, his wife let out a hoarse cry. Xiao Huang abruptly stopped thrusting, his lower abdomen pressed
tightly against his wife's buttocks, holding her firmly in place. I couldn't see the expression on his face—whether it was excitement or
pleasure—I only saw the intermittent relaxation and tension of his buttock muscles, his body trembling slightly, and
a section of the base of his penis still protruding from her vagina, the pulsation of the protruding urethra even faintly visible.
I knew—he was ejaculating inside my wife's warm vagina!
In the throes of orgasm, my wife uncontrollably twisted her body, her eyes wide open. Seeing Xiao Huang trembling all over,
she clearly knew the penis inside her was ejaculating. Then, their bodies pressed tightly
together began to spasm and convulse simultaneously. My wife's body, which I was usually familiar with, now felt
strange to me; I couldn't reconcile the almost divine purity I held in my heart with such a voluptuous body and surging lust
.
A moment later, Xiao Huang went limp, collapsing onto his wife, his buttocks still twitching with
the lingering tremor of ejaculation, like a brilliant shooting star leaving a faint trail of light after it streaked across the night sky. His wife
turned and hugged his broad back tightly, her small, white hands on his dark back like two blooming calla lilies.
After releasing himself, Xiao Huang slightly raised his body, as if announcing to his wife that his body was about to
leave her. His wife swayed slightly, letting out a reluctant groan, her legs still
tightly pressed together, and she held him even tighter.
Women often feel a strange longing for the departure of the man who has penetrated their bodies, whether it's their
husband of many years or a stranger they've only known for a little over an hour. His wife clearly didn't dare express this feeling
, and I'm more inclined to believe it was an emotion arising from the complete satisfaction she felt.
Xiao Huang only kept his penis inside her for a short while longer... He lifted the other leg
off his wife and tried to separate her legs with his hands. His wife seemed to exert some force, but her legs wouldn't budge,
making it difficult for Xiao Huang to pull his penis, still attached to the rubber sheath, out of her body.
At this moment, Xiao Huang, like a considerate husband, stopped forcing it apart. He continued to
kiss his wife, his face pressed against hers, while his hand slipped between their bodies, pinching the rubber sheath's loop, and
slowly pulled his waist back. A large patch of his wife's disheveled long hair covered Xiao Huang's face. Several times she tried
to kneel down , but Xiao Huang used one arm to support her body, making her kneel again.
"Slap!" "The tender red lips parted, and Xiao Huang's body slowly withdrew from his wife's body.
The organ that had just been so powerful, hot, and exciting, bringing his wife such intense pleasure,
gradually slid out of her still-hot cavity as its owner's body left, leaving a few thin strands of fluid. Both of them
looked at each other with satisfaction and affection.
Xiao Huang completely withdrew his penis from his wife's body, his penis still semi-erect. He stood up, holding
the base of the condom with his hand, and carefully walked towards the bathroom. I saw, wearing..." The tip of Xiao Huang's shrunken,
limp penis, already wet with milky white semen...
After he withdrew, I looked at my wife, her face flushed with desire, having just been with another man, and an inexplicable
urge surged through me. I pulled my wife's body to the edge of the bed, made her lie face down, and fiercely pounced
on her, thrusting my erect penis deep into her wet, hairy cave. I began another frenzied
assault on her... At that moment, I felt I wasn't making love, but rather vengefully and mercilessly trampling on my
wife, as if to take revenge on what she had suffered. I regained what I had lost…
and continued thrusting rapidly. My wife kept moaning, her cries growing louder with each thrust.
Encouraged by her moans, I thrust even harder and more violently. My wife's moans began to tremble, and her vaginal fluids
increased, making a "plop, plop" sound as my penis entered and exited. Suddenly, my wife
kissed me, and I returned the kiss passionately. At that moment, something strange happened. I felt
the area where my wife was tightly wrapped around me begin to twitch and vibrate. At first, it was a violent tremor, but later it transformed into a more subtle, pulsating sensation within the vaginal walls. The waves rippled rhythmically,
and my penis was enveloped by the tight, hot flesh of her vaginal cavity, a sensation of unparalleled comfort.
My surprise turned to excitement, and then to an unprecedented pleasure. My wife and I didn't need to move; simply
embracing tightly, the spasms from her magical private parts drove her into a frenzy, sending her into multiple orgasms
, while my blood surged. I couldn't help but recall what Xiao Huang had said during my wife's orgasm. Xiao Huang had
said that her innermost part seemed open, and when he thrust in, it felt like a pair of fleshy lips opening and closing... inside...
Her vagina was so tightly clenched, it felt so good.
We hugged tighter and tighter, her swollen vaginas gripping my hot penis, becoming one, their contours
perfectly aligned. I felt the heat of her vagina, and the head of my penis, churning within it,
sent waves of ticklish sensation. I closed my eyes, focusing on the pleasure of this frenzied intercourse, thrusting upwards
, trying to penetrate deeper into her core. I truly thanked the Creator for creating such a wondrous
organ, bringing humanity endless joy and pleasure… Although I couldn't help feeling a little jealous of the stranger who had experienced this wonder from this body before me
, I understood: it was precisely because of this stranger's
presence that we both discovered such amazing things within my wife's body.
Suddenly, a long scream escaped her throat, "Ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…" Her limbs
clung to my body like an octopus, her vulva sucking at my penis like a fish's mouth
. I felt my penis being tightly gripped by an unseen little hand; I knew she had reached the peak of pleasure.
I couldn't hold back any longer! So, with all my might, I thrust in and out more than ten times. A shiver
of pleasure shot through me, my blood rushing to my brain. A chill ran through me, and a warm sensation rose in my lower abdomen, rushing down to my genitals.
This heat gushed out from that opening, and finally, a gush of hot semen erupted, shooting into her depths in waves
. I felt my penis convulsing, the glans burning like a volcano, its tip spewing molten
lava. With each thrust, it shot out a stream, seven, eight, or even more, unrestrainedly
ejaculating inside my wife's body.
At that moment, my wife trembled all over, the sheets pulled up to her chest, her legs shaking, her vulva spasming,
eagerly absorbing the semen I had ejaculated inside her. My thick, hard penis
throbbed pumping about ten times before finally settling down. She tensed, moaning ecstatically, clinging to me tightly, savoring
the peak pleasure of my semen spraying from her cervix. We finally reached
the climax of intercourse together, trembling slightly as we experienced one orgasm after another.
When we finally calmed down, I groaned, and she let out a long sigh. We relaxed, exhausted, the
unprecedented pleasure leaving us with an unprecedented weariness.
I lay on top of her, smoothing her disheveled hair, my body pressed against her full, soft form. She lay
beneath me, her body supple and boneless. My penis, still firmly inside her after the intense thrusting, was tightly gripped by her inner
thighs , the glans still itchy, sending a faint, warm, and wet sensation of pleasure through me.
My wife had truly lost her virginity. Her fair, full body, exuding the unique fragrance of a mature young woman
, was offered without reservation to a stranger right before my eyes. A strange man, using his own
desires and techniques, wantonly vented his lust on this beautiful body. Her
glistening thighs, supple waist, full breasts, lovely vulva, shy breaths, and
melodious moans, which originally belonged only to me, had become a shared object in the past hour! But at the same time, I
felt a kind of pleasure, a pleasure from the bottom of my heart. It could even be said that this was the most
exciting and enjoyable experience I had ever had since I began having sex. Only I know the reason for this; I know I was intoxicated by this feeling
.
My wife finally opened her eyes and asked me tenderly, "Honey, are you tired? Lie on me and rest
." Throughout the entire threesome, my wife had kept her eyes closed in shyness; only now did she open them.
I shook my head, tidied my wife's disheveled hair, and gently caressed her breasts. My wife blinked
at me, then suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I think he's a little different from you..."
I shushed her and quickly covered her mouth with my hand. I was worried that Xiao Huang
would hear our comments and feel bad about it.
We remained silent for a long time. My wife gently kissed my face, while I quietly remained inside
her, feeling her tightness, her contractions, and her lubrication, savoring the wonderful sensation after this intense orgasm
. My wife rested her head on my side and whispered, "Honey, just now... I... I..."
I knew what she was thinking; she was afraid I would have a bad opinion of her. I smiled, gently stroked her
hair , and said, "It's nothing. It doesn't matter what happens in bed, as long as we're both comfortable."
My wife hugged me tightly and said, "Honey, you're so good."
I hugged her back and said, "I will always love you."
I had a vague feeling that our sex life might become more colorful in the future.
After Xiao Huang finished washing up, I told my wife to go wash up first. My wife, naked and full-figured, walked out in front of us
and went into the bathroom.
Later, my wife told me that she had carefully cleaned the nipples and kisses that Xiao Huang had sucked on.
In the ecstasy of those moments, she needed that sucking and kissing; afterward, she felt she had to remove those marks
because she belonged to her husband and couldn't accept another man leaving anything on her.
Women's psychology is always so contradictory.
It was already 6:45 PM; the three of us had been playing for over an hour since we entered the house.
While my wife was cleaning up, I asked Xiao Huang, "How was it? Was your sister-in-law alright?"
Xiao Huang nodded and said, "Although she didn't seem very open at first, she was very cooperative during sex,
making the experience very comfortable. I can say it's the first time I've encountered such a compatible partner in bed; it was
really enjoyable."
I nodded and then told Xiao Huang that we had to go; it was getting late, and my wife had to rush
to a wedding. Xiao Huang nodded understandingly and said, "Then hurry up and go; he'll stay here tonight." We slowly
got dressed and chatted. He said he really enjoyed being with us, and I teased him, saying
he was welcome to call us anytime if he liked it.
A little while later, my wife came out of the door and suddenly saw that we were all dressed, leaving her completely naked
. All the lights in the room were on again, making her feel embarrassed, and she tried to sneak back into the bathroom. I went over and hugged her,
saying:
"It's alright, we've already done intimate things, so don't hide anymore." So, I pulled her out of
the bathroom, pushed her in front of Xiao Huang, and said, "We're leaving soon, let's be intimate one last time."
I went into the bathroom, tidied myself up, packed my things, and when I came out, my wife was already dressed
and waiting for me in the room, still looking so dignified and beautiful, but her face was flushed with shyness. Looking at my
elegant and refined wife, who would have thought that just a few minutes ago, she was a wanton woman enjoying sexual pleasure!
After the passion subsided, my wife's shyness in front of Xiao Huang seemed to intensify. When it was time to leave,
I said goodbye to Xiao Huang; my wife didn't say a word. Later, my wife said she felt very embarrassed, as if
she had run away from the room.
Thinking about it later, my wife told me that she felt guilty towards Xiao Huang; he had been very kind and considerate to her, leaving
without saying a word, and she really felt bad for him.
My wife is always so kind and compassionate.
Before leaving and getting into the car, my wife blurted out, "I've already experienced it. You said it was just once, so please don't
do it again, okay?"
My heart skipped a beat. I asked her if she didn't enjoy it. She admitted that she did feel great physically,
very excited and thrilled, experiencing a fresh and exciting feeling she'd never felt before. But she said it took too much time and energy
, and she was worried it would affect our family life. I reassured her that this wouldn't happen too often, and I would only
arrange it when appropriate, asking her not to worry. Then I asked if she would still be willing to let me arrange it again. My wife vaguely agreed, saying,
"We'll see later."
I knew that my wife couldn't forget the pleasure, but she didn't want to encourage me to do it too much, hence
her perfunctory reply. My wife is a good woman; she was afraid I would become addicted to this kind of game and become obsessed.
I asked her if she was nervous when we were about to play the threesome and go into the room. She replied that she wasn't
nervous because it was my arrangement, and even if she didn't want to accept it, she didn't want me to be
angry about it. At that moment, she had a "go for it" mentality, like she had to endure anything.
As it turns out, how could I possibly ask my beloved wife to go through fire and water? All she got was
pleasure!
However, I believe my wife's words are true. Because she trusts me, she's not afraid of anything; she's simply
doing something she doesn't want to do. In comparison, I feel I suffered
far more emotional conflict and psychological torment.

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