Unforgettable 3P affair (urban life adult novel)

My name is Guihui. More than half a year ago, I went to get a massage with my husband. It was an erotic massage. We have been married for almost ten years and our sex life is pretty good... It's hard to define what a good sex life is, but I just like having sex with him and there's no cooling off, boredom or anything like that as the experts say.

I still remember the last massage very clearly. Although it was hard to accept, it was actually very exciting. At first, I felt guilty. Just imagine a strange man in front of your husband...that feeling afterwards. However, Zong Kai didn't care at all. Instead, he pretended to be the masseur every time they had sex. The stimulation was even greater than the feeling of being massaged. So, if your husband is open-minded enough, I advise you to give it a try, just half-heartedly. Nothing should be forced.

My husband and I arrived at the hotel. My husband called a masseur again, and the masseur called back to confirm in the hotel room. I sat on the bed first, but then thought it would be bad to mess up the bed, so I sat on a chair. Anyway, I was so confused that I couldn't think of anything and dared not move. Zong himself was the same, smoking one cigarette after another, making the whole room full of smoke. I knew he was nervous too. It was the same during the last massage. He was still shaking when he jumped on me after we paid and the masseur left.

I almost jumped up when the doorbell rang, and asked Zong in panic where I should stand. I know this is a stupid question, but I really don't know where to stand best. Zong shrugged, kissed me, and said, "I love you." This sentence relieved half of the tension in my heart, but the remaining half still made me feel like I was going to have a heart attack.

The masseur was a very strong man, at least 170 cm tall! Because I didn't wear glasses when I went out, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he looked okay. Women judge men by their feelings. The most important thing is the feeling. If the feeling is right, it is right. I stood at the corner of the bed, trying to make myself stand more naturally. The masseur's voice was very soft, and he gently asked me what my name was. Zong Bang answered for me and said, just call her Guihui!

He took out a bottle of something from his bag and asked, "Do you want to take a shower first?" I had already taken a shower before going out, but when I thought about what I was going to do next, I felt that I should take a shower again... Now I have to face a man...what if he wants to take a shower with me? When I thought of this, I suddenly felt hot all over and could hardly stand. I was busy saying that I had washed it, just washed it.

The following actions were roughly the same as the previous massage. I took off my outer clothes first. I just felt that the air conditioning in the room was very cold, so I hoped that Zong could help me turn it up a little bit. I crawled under the sheets, not knowing where to look. All I could hear was Zong's unusually dry voice saying, "My wife is very ticklish, so..."

The masseur first expressed his regret, and then mentioned his own skills. Anyway, I didn't hear any of it. At that moment, I was just thinking about where I should look so as not to be rude. Maybe I should close my eyes? But this masseur is very polite...hmm! If you also want to find a masseur to relax, I suggest you feel his attitude over the phone first.

"Kaihui... um! Do you mind your clothes?" The masseuse hinted at me in a gentle tone, "The oil massage will make them dirty!"

Actually, it was the same last time I had a massage. I hid under the sheets and started to take off my bra. I hesitated for a moment when I took off my panties... It wasn't that I hesitated about whether I should take them off or not. Since I was already here and other people were here, there was no reason not to take them off. What I was thinking was that my movements should be clearly visible through the thin sheet, so how could I take them off gracefully? To be honest, I still don’t know if I took it off elegantly.

Although I was covered with a sheet, I was completely naked. I felt scared, nervous and excited. The clothes have buttons and zippers, but the sheets can be opened with just a slight lift... Zong came over, took my underwear, and kissed me on the cheek.

At this time, the masseur also started to take off his clothes. He explained that it was an oil massage, so he had to take off his clothes too. But the masseur last time didn’t take off his clothes, and he also used oil massage, so is there any difference? What reassured me was that he didn't take off all his clothes, and he still left on a small pair of underwear. I didn't pay much attention, but I still took a glance at it. His butt was very small, which made him look very powerful given his body shape.

Then he asked me to turn over. I rolled over and laid with my face on the pillow, feeling better without having to look at him. Then I thought to myself, what is this idiot doing now, watching his wife being touched by others? Am I enjoying it or is he enjoying it? The masseur slowly lifted the sheet. As the sheet was removed, my skin came into contact with the cold air in the room, which reminded me that my body had been exposed to a strange man without reservation...

I guess this isn't a real oil massage, just lotion, and the lotion feels so cold when poured on my body. "You have such a great figure and your skin is so fair. Your husband is so lucky!"

The masseur's voice was very soft, and his low whisper made me feel like I was doing something huge behind Zong Kai's back, but in fact the room was very small, and I knew Zong Kai could definitely hear it. Although his praise may be just a professional habit, it is comfortable to hear and the resentment begins to disappear. I said, women live by their feelings.

He first massaged my shoulders very gently, and while massaging he asked in my ear if it hurt. Would it be too much force? The tension just now has begun to disappear... It's really comfortable, so comfortable that I forgot that there is a man wearing only underwear next to me, so comfortable that I forgot that I am naked, so comfortable that I am about to fall asleep...

… (to be continued)

(two)

Just as I was relaxing, the masseur's hands began to move down to my back. It was fine when he was massaging my shoulders, but I started to feel itchy as I moved down... I'm really ticklish, and every time I get angry or emotional, Zong will use tickling to deal with me. To be honest, I really don't know which part of my body is not ticklish.

Although it feels itchy, I'm too embarrassed to say it out loud. You know women are afraid of being laughed at. I think I twisted my body a little, and this man was quite experienced, so he noticed even the slightest movement. He asked me in a low voice, "Does it itch?" I responded softly, "Yeah!" His voice was really gentle and he was very considerate. My original shyness was almost gone, and all that was left was trust, just like my trust in Zong. Of course, a big part of it was because I was lying prone, and it seemed that as long as I could hide my face I would feel a lot safer.

His hands continued to press and move slowly down. When they reached my waist, I laughed out loud. After hearing my laughter, he also laughed, and the tension in the room disappeared. This is a very special experience. When you expose your shortcomings and find that the other person does not care about your shortcomings, the relationship between the two of you will immediately become closer. So I told him that I was ticklish, especially around my waist... Talking to him was a very natural thing to do, just like telling my beautician how I wanted my hair done. The relief only lasted a second as his hands left my waist and slid to my hips.

He didn't rush to do anything. He first poured some lotion on my buttocks and then started rubbing them.

There were a few times when I felt he was about to touch my vagina, it was so close, but he immediately moved away as if by accident, with a look of apology. I know he will touch there eventually, but I still feel scared. There are some things you can never become accustomed to.

In a nervous yet expectant mood, his hands had left my buttocks and moved down. On the one hand, I was a little disappointed that he gave up doing some "real business", and on the other hand, I began to worry that the itchy nerves on my legs were too sensitive. This man suddenly began to rub my feet gently, and then said: "Your feet are so beautiful, white and soft, really beautiful..." I know he was sincere, at least that's how I feel, and feeling is everything in my life.

Then he began to kiss my feet, one finger at a time, and used the instep of my feet to stroke his cheek, as if he had discovered the most beautiful treasure in the world... At first I resisted and wanted to pull back. No one had ever kissed my feet, or praised my feet. Maybe my parents did, but at least they didn't do that since I can remember. He didn't let me go like he did during the massage. He pulled me back and kissed me. I felt his tongue moving between my toes...

It wasn't the physical pleasure, but a psychological touch. I almost felt like crying. This was the first time someone kissed a place I had never noticed before. Some people say that women are developed, and I tell you, this statement is 100% true.

From the first time we held hands, to the first kiss and caress with Zong Kai, I still remember the shock I felt when I first touched Zong Kai's penis. Women rarely know what they want or don't want, and need a good man to lead them. We are not as rough as men, women are independent animals like cats, I believe that no two women feel the same about sex, any sex education book you can find is at least one third wrong. Time seemed to have passed for a century. I was completely immersed in a feeling of being moved and didn't even notice that his hand had reached my buttocks. When he touched my lower body, I realized that his hands were so big.

It is delicate. He did not invade the most private part directly, but just stroked back and forth between the thighs, occasionally touching the crack between the buttocks inadvertently and then immediately moving away, seeming to be there and not there. I feel like my whole body is loose and relaxed. All this still didn't feel like pleasure, but I knew he was touching me, this gentle man was touching me... His hand slowly covered my vulva, completely covering it and rubbing it slowly, like a guardian angel. After a long while, his fingers began to move in and out of the gap as if exploring. Suddenly, he found my most sensitive clitoris and just gently passed over it. At that moment I cried out "嘤!" I knew I shouldn't have cried out, but I was like a small boat floating in a gentle ocean, and suddenly there was a thunder...

I found that I was already wet, and his touch made me feel that my clitoris was already covered with love juice, and his fingers slid easily and fiddled with it. All the muscles in my body were awakened, and I arched my hips uncontrollably, but he was still so gentle, neither impatient nor worried, and the first pleasure came slowly. There was nothing I could do except hold on to the sheets tightly. The surging pleasure would never subside. It was not like the ups and downs of waves that people say, but more like a tsunami. You never know where its peak is. His hands were so light, and penetrating my body so naturally, I could hear the sound of water below me, like waves hitting the rocks... I could try not to make any sound, but my body couldn't. I wanted to roll over, to jump up, but my body was pointing downwards, and a feeling of powerlessness arose. I had no other choice but to lift my hips as high as possible to meet it.

I think I am about to cry, or maybe I have already cried...but his tenderness still won't let me go.

I didn't know I could have so much water. The last time I had a massage, there was also a similar sound of water, but this time it was like a dam bursting and it was out of control. In fact, there is no need for sex, nor any action. Now I am sitting here recalling the obscene sound coming from my lower body, my heart feels like it is about to explode, and my face is as red as an apple.

Then his hand left, and suddenly I felt empty, and my hand also left the bed sheet. I think if I hadn't had the sheets to hold on to, I would have screamed with all my might. He turned me over. This man was so strong, like a god. He gently lifted me up and turned me over without me feeling anything. When I turned my head, I happened to see Zong. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I knew he saw everything that happened just now. Zong still had the cigarette in his mouth and maintained the same sitting posture.

I don’t know if it was shame or excitement, but there was an emotion filling my chest. My man was watching me being toyed with, and I was shamelessly getting an orgasm... I felt a sense of love in Zong, and I knew he loved me like this, loved me for indulging my truest side. But it was difficult and I could only turn my emotions onto the bed sheets. Then I realized my fingers were so sore.

He leaned over me, laid on my chest, kissed my nipples, and groped them. Breasts are not my erogenous zone. I don’t know why everyone says that breasts are very sensitive. Maybe I am an exception... But I like Zong kissing my nipples. It makes me feel like I own her, like a mother. At this time, the man was sucking my nipples like a baby, using his dexterous tongue. The passion is fading, and what is replaced by boundless tenderness.

His face leaned closer, a simple face with a little weathering. This is why I don’t want to mention the masseur from last time. He was very handsome, but also a bit rogue, and he even wore choking cologne. Maybe many women love that kind of man, but I can't. Even though he has a hundred techniques to make me orgasm with just his hands and tongue, I just don't like it, and even feel humiliated.

I suddenly had the urge to kiss him, but that would be really stupid, wouldn't it? He bit my earlobe gently...Oh my God! The sound of heavy breathing rang in my ears and I felt dizzy. Just like a broken doll with its soul taken out, my body had disappeared and all that was left was the sound of my breathing, heavy breathing... The feeling of dizziness continued, spreading like ripples, then starting over and continuing to spread. This man found my weakness, my weakest weakness, and besides telling me that I had beautiful feet, he also found my most vulnerable spot.

Model Rena from Xinjiang is the runner-up of the 2nd CCTV TV Model Contest. She is a natural beauty with a slim figure, plump breasts, a raised butt, a charming little mouth and a pair of beautiful and charming big eyes, which are incomparable to Han girls. All of this has deeply attracted many audiences.

Such a great beauty naturally has many suitors, especially after she became famous. Those high-ranking officials, celebrities and wealthy people all tried to get to know her through various channels. Their purpose is self-evident. Although Jenna was lustful by nature and never rejected any man, after becoming famous, in order to maintain a good public image, she could only become an underground prostitute. Become a high-level secret prostitute who specializes in serving high-ranking officials and wealthy people and can bring yourself a generous income.

Last summer, I found Jenna's secret agent through a friend and asked the agent to tell Jenna that I was willing to pay her 20,000 yuan to spend one night with him. Jenna naturally agreed to such a good deal.

One summer weekend night, Jenna and I met in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Sanya, Hainan!

Jenna wore a low-cut, backless black evening gown, which made her towering breasts look even more upright, showing her graceful and elegant demeanor!

"Hello, Mr. Ma!" said Jena Mei with a smile.

"Hello, Miss Jenna! Would you like something to drink first?"

"Thank you, Mr. Ma. No, you're welcome! When do we start?"

"Don't worry. I have a list of sexual services here. Take a look at it first. The price of each service is not included in the 20,000 yuan." I handed a list of sexual services that I printed myself to Jenna.

Jenna looked through the list carefully and crossed out the services she thought she could not perform. Finally, I added up the unit prices of the services she approved, plus the basic service fee of 20,000 yuan, and I had to pay her a total of 35,000 yuan.

"Okay, let's start now! Kneel down first!" At this moment, I immediately became excited.

Jenna understood what I meant and knelt obediently at my feet. I took out a dog collar and chain from my bag and put them around her flawless neck. I held Jenna in my hand like a dog and walked from the living room to the bedroom.

I led Jenna to the bedroom like a bitch.

I tied the chain that bound Jenna tightly at the foot of the bed. Due to the length of the chain, it was impossible for her to stand up.

I lay flat on the floor where Jenna could reach me, "Crawl over here and give me a good mouth first!"

Jenna slowly crawled to my side, looked at my face, then lowered her head, unbuckled my belt, and touched my penis through a layer of underwear with her hand. My penis grew thicker as Jenna touched it. Jenna then pulled down my underwear, revealing my thick cock in front of her! With a smile in her eyes, Jenna gently held my penis and skillfully licked it from the scrotum at the base to the glans in front with her tongue. After repeating this several times, she simply put the whole penis into her mouth, sucking it greedily, making stimulating sucking sounds.

It is true that money makes the world go round. It is money that turned this supermodel who once shone so brightly on the CCTV catwalk into a lewd and wanton bitch in front of me. I immediately felt extremely refreshed. I looked down at Jenna, and Jenna looked up and met my gaze. Her eyes became hazy, but her tongue kept moving. I couldn't help but close my eyes and enjoy this extremely intense sexual pleasure.

Jenna is indeed very dedicated. She licked my big cock for more than ten minutes in one breath. My whole penis was covered with her saliva. I was extremely excited and began to moan. Jenna licked even harder. Suddenly, I yelled, and a stream of thick and hot semen spurted strongly on Jenna's face. Jenna was still holding my throbbing penis in her hand. She closed her eyes tacitly, with an expression of enjoyment on her face. My semen scattered on Jenna's forehead, eyebrows, nose and face, and slowly flowed down her pink cheeks. After a while, Jenna opened her eyes and smiled wantonly.

"Your oral skills are really good. Go take a shower first, and then we'll continue playing!" I said as I untied the dog leash around Jenna's neck.

Jenna stood up from the floor, wiped the semen off her face with her hand, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I also took a break and looked forward to the next round!

More than ten minutes later, Jenna came out of the bathroom with graceful steps, wearing a pair of purple lace sexy panties and bra. Looking at her devilish figure with slim waist and perky buttocks, and smelling her refreshing feminine fragrance, my penis became erect again!

"What else do you want to play?" Jenna was very proactive, as if she still hadn't had enough.

"You are such a slutty woman." I took off all my clothes and lay on the bed, "Come up, let me lick your tender cunt!"

Jenna hesitated for a moment and did not answer, but she showed her answer with action. She immediately took off her panties and got on the bed. She spread her legs and squatted over my head, revealing a pink slit in her vagina, which was full of wetness, allowing me to easily kiss her labia and vaginal opening. My tongue licked Jenna's pussy frantically.

"Oh! Ah! So comfortable!", Jenna screamed breathlessly. Her vagina seemed to be very itchy, and her juices were gushing out like a spring, sticking to my lips. Her hands were not idle either. She grabbed my big cock and kept stroking it up and down. My big cock became hard as iron again.

After licking Jenna's tender pussy, I couldn't wait to push her down on the bed, spread Jenna's legs extremely wide, aimed my thick and hard cock at her already open vagina, and then pushed hard. My big cock was completely inserted into Jenna's vagina. An indescribable wonderful pleasure immediately spread throughout my body, and I couldn't help but thrust it in and out. I hugged her body tightly and began to thrust slowly!