Chapter 1 — A New Experience 3s - Part 1 (1)

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. All characters are adults aged 18 or over.

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After my first experience with a threesome, I became consumed by an almost unbearable urge. That day was no different—I had settled into a chatroom, waiting. About ten minutes later, a man entered.

"Hello."

"Hi. Nice to meet you."

"......"

There was a brief silence.

"Is something wrong?"

"No."

"You're not saying much."

"Oh. Yeah."

After a moment, we began talking again.

"Do you have experience?"

The man asked first.

"Oh. Yes, of course."

"Then… could you help me out?"

"I can help, but what exactly do you need?"

"To be honest… I want to watch my wife with another man."

"Oh? And you won't be joining in?"

"No. I just want to watch."

Now here's someone strange, I thought to myself, but kept the conversation going.

"I get turned on watching her with someone else, but I don't get excited when I'm alone."

"Hmm. I see."

"It's not that I don't love my wife."

"No, of course not."

"Would you… do whatever you want with her, right in front of me? Just let it happen as you feel?"

"That wouldn't be a problem—but what does she think about it?"

"Don't worry. We've done this before."

"Oh? Really?"

"Yes. But there is one condition."

"One condition?"

"I'd like you to cum in her mouth… not inside her."

It was a truly strange request.

"So penetration is okay?"

"That's fine. I just want to see you cum in her mouth."

"......"

"You don't like that?"

"It's not that I mind. But are you really okay with it?"

"Yes."

"Alright then."

"And… one more thing."

"One more?"

I thought again how bizarre this man was.

"Could you give her a massage first? Slowly… lead her into it."

"A massage?"

"Yes."

Living and learning—never thought I'd hear a request like this. Massage her, take my time, do whatever I want, then finish in her mouth.

My head spun for a moment, but I quickly agreed.

"When are you free? I'd like to do it now, if possible."

"Now? Right away?"

"Yes."

Wow, this guy's in a real hurry.

"Alright. Let's go now. Where should we meet?"

"Do you know Jongno 3-ga, Tapgol Park?"

"Yeah, I know it."

"Meet me in front of Pagoda Theater at 3 p.m."

"Got it."

They exchanged phone numbers, confirmed the details, and I stood up to head to Pagoda Theater.

On the way, my mind was a mess, but I decided not to overthink it.

When I arrived at the theater, I looked around. A man and a woman stood nearby, but I couldn't be sure if they were the ones.

Riiing—

My phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Are you there?"

"Yes. I'm in front of the theater."

"Can you see me?"

"Where are you?"

"On the left, in front of the pub."

"Oh, right."

I saw them waving. I approached, exchanged polite greetings, and then looked at his wife. She had a plump figure, but her face was fairly beautiful.

"Hello?"

She didn't speak—just nodded silently, then lowered her head.