I am twenty-seven years old, my husband is twenty-nine, and we have been married for two years. The feeling of having sex with my husband is definite and tangible, and we spend a lot of time doing the preliminaries to make sure we get the most enjoyment out of the sex. For example, watching AVs, seeing how other people interpret this stuff, buying different toys and lingerie have been the basics.
I don’t know if my husband is too addicted to wife-swapping articles, but he started to become very fond of fantasizing about me having sex with another man. When I asked him why, he said he was happy and aroused by being able to watch his loved one get multiple enjoyments.
Women are more passive about this, and at the time I still felt that sex was not something to be talked about too openly, and it was even more taboo when some sexual interest was against moral values, so the attitude towards threesomes was, first and foremost, unacceptable.
I remember when we hadn’t yet experienced it personally, my husband had already been creating a threesome atmosphere with me in order to train my concepts. He would buy me toys and ask me to play with the toys while kneeling in front of him while containing his dick.
Hubby also often asked me to watch threesome movies with him, wanting me to pay attention to how the female protagonist enjoys different sexual enjoyment, saying that they can be treated by different men, feel different men’s sexuality, if a man can’t do the sexual position, two men can and can satisfy to a woman.
Remembering my first time, it was my husband and I’s second wedding anniversary and, we were enjoying a five-day, four-night vacation in Thailand. On that trip, as usual, I got ready in my sexy pajamas, which were black lace, and brought my baby toy. On the night of the anniversary, we returned to the hotel very early, I changed my underwear and put on my bead chain in the toilet, when I came out of the toilet with this outfit, I suddenly found that besides my husband sitting on the combing, there was another strange man, at this moment, I felt ashamed of myself. Because my black lace bra is only support without any lace to cover my breasts; and the lower body of the small piece of cloth, is simply less than a little bit of the remaining ……
Husband: “Why don’t you come over? What’s there to be shy about? From time to time I say I want one more man to give you comfort, now I’m fulfilling my promise, I want you to enjoy more than ever, your body tells me that one man is not enough to satisfy you …… You’re shy, so let me drive the mood!”
So, I went to my husband’s side and he held my hand tightly, and at this point, I felt safer, my eyes just fixed on my husband’s gaze, refusing to look at the other man’s face.
Husband: “Honey, I’m with you, don’t worry, I’m not going to put you down, but you have to go with your reaction, don’t resist, and if you’re still nervous, why don’t you cover your eyes with a silk scarf?”
Then my husband blindfolded me …… It was a moment like a helpless little child letting him have his way, and he pulled me onto the bed, and I lay down on the bed, and he pulled my chaps open and split my legs open ……
I no longer knew whose tongue had been placed inside my wet bottom and the tip of it began to swirl between my pussy lips, I began to physically relax, every pore of my skin stood up, but my mind still wondered who was making me comfortable.
Just as I was filled with doubt, suddenly a hard object in my mouth pushed against my lips, and I felt the round, hard column of none other than my familiar husband. When I was sure it was my husband, I then also knew that someone else was comforting me down there, and I slurped even more aggressively at my husband.
But that double joy was short-lived, and I was lost and empty as my husband went off somewhere, but the lower part of my body was replaced by a tongue with another large object shoved into my deep cleavage, and it felt special, not like everything my husband had always given me, but a new sensation. I slowly tuned in from a low moan following his fast rhythm to a loud moan and laugh ……
At that time, I had forgotten my husband’s experience with me, and now, I just went along with the instinct to make such a great desire to a stranger, and shame and excitement, I made such a behavior in front of a man I love so much, and I don’t know if it’s right or wrong ……
I’m sad, but why is it that when I’m sad, my bottom oozes slippery gurgling water down to my thighs? I don’t know …… I wonder how my husband feels? Does he not love me anymore? But while I’m still worrying about whether my husband still loves me, I’ve already had an orgasm.
The first threesome was very gratifying, I didn’t resist too much during the process, instead I was enjoying myself with a strange man, my water was still flowing out and I couldn’t control my moans. As for my husband, he kept staring at my vaginal opening that was oozing another man’s semen, he reacted with anger, but the more angry he got, the more aroused he got, how to solve it?
The strange man finally left, I feel the foreplay has been completed, why is it foreplay? Because my husband and I have a fire in our hearts that is about to explode out, what just happened was a visual treat for my husband, and I really enjoyed a sexual encounter. However, the definition of “what is true love” began to be repositioned from that moment on. Conflicts and tensions abound between the two of us, and if we don’t make it through this, we’ll end up with different results.
Hubby: “Did you just have a great time?”
Me: “Well ……”
Hubby repeats, loudly and matter-of-factly, word for word, “Did you just have a great time?”
I said softly, “Yes.”
My husband ordered me, “Then you can repeat how you just had sex with someone else to me!”
At that moment, I only obeyed and listened to his orders …… He lay on the bed, I then gently pressed my breasts on his chest, nipples kept circling and rubbing his skin, and my lower body has felt a hard thing to touch, and my pussy lips are like a hunter foraging for prey. However, the hunter did not first enjoy the prey, he put the prey in the play …… pussy lips only set on the top of the ball sucking and slurping, moisturizing some water out, the doorway in and out, so that he is more anxious, the mood is even more cranky and dissatisfied.
My husband asked me, “Is that how you seduce people? Trying to lure someone until they can’t help but fuck you to death?” Before he could finish, he entered hard.
That night, he entered again and again, he wanted to dominate all of me with his body – mind, body, everything and nothing else could separate us. I had enjoyment after enjoyment.
Afterward, my husband told me that the threesome was a real man making media, giving us one more way to do foreplay, and that next time, he wanted me to have sex with the second man with my eyes on him, saying he wanted to admire the look on my face as I enjoyed the sex.
Sex is one of the ways to express love for a person, and there are countless information on the internet about the techniques of sex. However, the most mesmerizing part of the process is the cooperation between two people, the satisfaction of the other person and their own personal requirements, which can be enjoyed by two people together, and is a better way to express the reason why they love each other.
Only one party to meet, is no quality of sex, can only express sexual desire, therefore, one-night stands, men and women looking for sex, the benefits of no responsibility to bear, see the broadening, but can be reminiscent of only that little. My husband and I in the process of 3P, but together we experienced a lot of emotional highs and lows, there is jealousy, there is anger, but our feelings also because of this medium and understand and love each other more deeply.
Since the beginning of the threesome, their own mentality continues to change, and the husband’s sex method also continues to change, he likes to see the scene, can appear in front of the eyes, thus making him sexually aroused; and I myself in the exhibition of the sexual process to him to see, showing their own desire, but also quantitative words to describe themselves, you can enjoy the two men’s sexual skills, the mood should be very swinging.
However, my mental thoughts are more excited than quantifiable enjoyment because of the paradoxical tension of deep and unregulated thought space, free of critical naysayers, but joyful in doing something supposedly immoral in an ethical context. Most importantly, the person I am accounting for is my husband.
But with more threesomes, the excitement doesn’t happen every time. Once or twice between desserts, it feels like you’re being treated like a princess and you’re all energized for a while, but when you’re in this stuff for a long period of time, it’s like the point of the threesome is lost.
All along, my husband has been involved in the arrangement of sexual pleasure, and he is happy to see me being conquered by another man, so that both of us can enjoy ourselves. Although my husband arranged it this time, this time it was different, he arranged for me to go out alone with a strange man, his name is Feng, who is a friend of my husband’s in business.
In the evening after work, Peak came to pick me up at my workplace, and I was treated differently than usual. He put a bunch of fire white lilies with purple roses in the carriage, which is a way for a man to express his sincerity to a woman, so I gladly accepted it.
We chose a quiet restaurant for the evening meal, and in the midst of talking, we all got to know each other. Or, with an unfamiliar member of the opposite sex, one is more or less interested in showing one’s best side and revealing one’s subjective feelings, and in addition, I took the initiative to propose a way of arranging sex after the dinner.
Peak is a relatively less talkative man, to ask him to express his inner sexual preferences is not easy, under the leadership of alcohol, we talk easier, I will bring out my husband’s inner world, it turned out that, although he knows that the game is now everything by my husband to dominate, but he also said his own personal style.
The easiest way to express how he pleases a woman’s heart is to show what he can do so that she can enjoy herself in the process. He didn’t care about adornments like necklaces or earrings or sexy lingerie. Perhaps, each person has his own idea, and after hearing his expression, I didn’t respond intentionally, at least when two people get along, talking is a kind of communication.
Being influenced by the fact that women need to be more subtle in socializing, and that I grew up in a girls’ school in middle school, I didn’t know much about getting along with men. In my eyes, when men talk to me, I have the illusion that they are motivated to start a conversation with me, and with this performance of appearing condescending but actually not knowing what to do, I am missing out on a lot of opportunities to spend time with my friends. But tonight it was like looking for my own pleasure more than performing my own method of socializing, so I made a flirty teasing remark, “I hope I can find out what you like tonight.”
After checking out, Peak took me in the direction of the hotel’s elevator, and without passing through the check-in desk, we headed straight for our hotel room, where everything was arranged.
Looking out of the window in the room, I felt warm and illusory as I gazed at the lights of the night street; but close up, the silver-white street lamps shadowed the containers, which on the contrary reflected the coldness and reality. The two strong contrasts made me want to escape, so I gave myself to this man’s arrangement, which seemed to be the only choice.
Peak wrapped his arms around my waist while I circled my hands around his neck while kissing deeply. I had come prepared with a set of sexy red lingerie and a gold chunky necklace in my bag, so I asked him how he wanted me to dress up and his answer was what I expected, “Simple.”
Rushing back, unadorned, a large white bath towel around myself, I lay on the bed and watched the street waiting for Peak to come out.
Peak kissed me all over my body, sliding down from my lips, ears, and neck to my breasts, which he squeezed to the center, forming a cleavage, rubbing them with both hands, and then taking turns slurping his lips on both nipples, as low moans filled the room.
I turned to another position, laying my body on my back on the bed, my head toward the window, my hips slightly arched, a gesture that signaled seduction, but instead of going in, Peak offered tenderness with his tongue, and moans of comfort interspersed with sharp gasps of ……
At that moment, the phone suddenly rang, my husband called, so I ran to the bathroom to answer it, answered Anhao and then put the unlisted phone aside to be listened to by my husband on the other side. The intoxicated moans were performed to show the two men how much I was enjoying myself.
Things were done as they usually are during simple sex, and it couldn’t have been more mundane, but I was content.
In the future, my husband and I seldom have threesomes anymore, just once or twice by chance, because the excitement of a one-time encounter fails to elevate to a quality sexual experience. Now, with my husband’s consent, I have developed a favorable sexual couple with Peak.
Hubby is never involved in my dates with Peak again, and Peak and I spend time together as if we were in love, such as shopping and watching movies. He was very considerate and caring to me, much like a boyfriend, but in my husband’s eyes, cold eyes, and inside was the beginning of a buildup of lust.
Never had such a simple date followed by sex with Peak like my husband’s fancy request to make me invested in the fact that I was his girlfriend. But, every time I would never forget that sexual process because, I would tell and show my husband the actions I had done with Peak and he would be jealous that I was so into it.
I am to Peak, no longer in the room, but like a couple getting along while in the room, and getting the comfort that a woman wants most from a man.
To my husband, v. Another man, my husband …… must be thrilled to death, and I must be getting a lot of enjoyment out of my husband.
In my mind, it is possible to be loved and cared for by two men, and I believe that other women may not be able to have this feeling.