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Our true experience from many years ago (reprinted) 

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My wife and I are a loving couple destined for each other (and I still think so now). We were classmates and from the same hometown, so it seemed like we naturally became friends, lovers, and then husband and wife. It felt so good to be together. We could go for walks for hours without getting tired, and looking back, it was quite enjoyable—the feeling of first love was wonderful!

In my spare time, I often browsed the internet, sometimes even adult websites. One day, I learned about swapping, and my first impression was that it was very exciting, so I started paying attention to this kind of thing. As time went on, I learned more and more about this activity. I learned that 800,000 couples in the United States have this hobby, and that many couples in China also engage in this practice. I really wanted to try it. One day, I finally made up my mind to try it and enjoy the thrill of swapping.

Having the idea was one thing, but taking action was another, and my wife was the key. She comes from a small town and is somewhat introverted and conservative (I trust her completely as my wife), so it was bound to be challenging. But I wasn't in a hurry; I would take it slowly and let my wife gradually accept it.

First, during sex, I would deliberately say vulgar things to provoke her, making her say crazy things in return. When things got really intense, I would say, "Honey, can I find a man to fuck you too? You kiss my pussy, and he fucks your pussy." Unexpectedly, she moaned and said, "Okay, hurry up and find someone to fuck me!" Although she was embarrassed after saying that and shook her head and acted coquettishly, I still found it very exciting and felt like I was on the right track.

Later, I often bought porn, specifically looking for those depicting group sex, and watched them with my wife (of course, she wasn't too keen at first). When we saw something exciting, we would have sex. She would become very wet and accept many of my methods, such as oral sex and vaginal sex. Finally, one day, during sex, I inserted a ham into her vagina. The two penises moved in and out in perfect harmony (I controlled them both). She was very excited, moaning loudly, and her vagina soaked the sheets.

I fucked her for a full hour. After her orgasm, she collapsed on the bed, too weak to even speak. Later I asked her, "Does it feel good to have two dicks inside you at the same time?" She just giggled and gave me a flirtatious look.

I thought to myself, "This is promising.

" Around that time, I stumbled upon the website "China Adults" and instantly fell in love with it. I've always felt that what I'm seeking isn't just physical stimulation, but also something else—a thought, a spiritual experience, or, to put it more bluntly, fantasy! I don't know, but I really liked that place.

About two months passed like this. I posted a thread about my situation and what kind of partner we were hoping for. I quickly received many replies, and we found three couples who seemed a good match, two of whom were from Beijing.

About ten days later, one of the couples from Beijing asked me to meet up. I went as arranged, hoping to get to know him better. When I saw him, he seemed like a very nice young man, pretty much as described online—tall, a bit thin, but very energetic.

After meeting, we were both a little embarrassed. They were eager to try it, but had never done it before. However, since we had similar life experiences and were really keen to give it a try, we exchanged greetings and started chatting, gradually relaxing.

The weather was great that day, and we were both in a good mood. We talked for about an hour, mainly sharing our perspectives and experiences, and we felt good about each other. But there was a problem: neither of us had a place to go, so it wasn't convenient to do it at
each other's homes. Our first time ended like that. Another couple, also from Beijing, were a few years older than us, educated, wealthy, and owned a villa—probably business owners. Their conditions were really good, mainly because they had a place where the other could come to their home. They had already tried swapping, and several couples were mixed together, from Beijing and Tianjin. He told us it was very exciting and even invited us!

I asked my wife, and she was embarrassed and said no. I knew she definitely wouldn't agree when she was sober; I had to trick her into going. With the National Day holiday approaching, a seven-day break, we really wanted to indulge ourselves, so we called to ask if he was free. Sigh! Business owners are very busy. He and his wife were supposed to go to Guangzhou for the National Day holiday, but unfortunately, their plans had to be postponed.

However, something interesting happened: One day, my wife and I spent several hours browsing adult topics online. We were both very excited, so we kissed and touched each other. When I touched her, I noticed she was quite wet. I carried her to the bed and started kissing her breasts and genitals.

Our passion was building, and my wife started moaning. I inserted a finger into her vagina and slowly probed the inner walls. She started moving her hips in response. I got excited too and suddenly had an idea. I called my boss and asked him to listen to our lovemaking. I told my wife my idea, and she mumbled, "Mmm...oh..." Hehe, my wife wasn't fully conscious, which meant she agreed. I dialed his number, explained my intentions, and he was happy to listen. I put the phone next to my wife's head, rolled over, and started having sex. We started by kissing each other's genitals in a 69 position. She had so many vaginas! My tongue moved rapidly, kissing my lover's clitoris—it felt amazing! She sucked on my penis, making "oh oh" sounds.

When I was fully erect, I got off the bed, had my wife lie on the edge of the bed with her buttocks raised, and thrust my penis into her vagina, immediately starting to pump. Looking at the phone by the bed, I was really excited; my penis was probably much bigger than usual. I thrust hard, making "slap slap" sounds.

My wife was also very excited, constantly moaning, and her moans were loud and beautiful, almost like crying. She usually loves to moan during sex, and she moans loudly, but never like this—so beautiful, so expressive, so unrestrained.

"Ah...husband, you're going in so deep, so hard...you're fucking my pussy so good...oh...oh...husband's dick is so hard...fuck me harder...fuck me faster...fuck me deeper...my pussy is itchy...I want you to fuck me hard...ah...so good..." My wife was moaning like a madwoman, even uttering vulgarities she wouldn't normally say.

We fucked each other intensely, moaning, and finally, amidst her cries of orgasm, I ejaculated inside her. I hurriedly hung up the phone.

But as we embraced each other in bed, quietly savoring the fading afterglow of our orgasm, we felt embarrassed. The lewd sounds and words we had just made had all been transmitted to the ears of a stranger on the other end of the phone, as if we were performing a live sex show in front of a stranger. However, these stimulating sensations were unlike anything I had ever experienced before; my wife's moans in the past were nothing compared to what I felt today!

Shortly after hanging up, the boss called back. He said he'd seen countless women and had never heard a voice as passionate as my wife's. He even invited us to visit after the National Day holiday, saying he really wanted to meet her. I was incredibly proud, panting, and said, "This is the first time I've ever heard my wife so wanton. I never expected her to moan like that." If I had to say now, what sound is the most beautiful? It would definitely be my wife's moans during sex.

Unfortunately, that was the end of it. We've always regretted not recording my wife's moans, even though we'd recorded them before, they were all just so-so. Indeed, we never expected this experience to be so exciting and thrilling! Was it just because someone was listening? We weren't being deliberately artificial at all; is it that new experiences always bring more excitement?

The third couple was from Shandong, a couple we'll never forget. They contacted us after seeing my post. Although we exchanged messages, I didn't pay much attention to them. After all, the distance was too great, and it wasn't convenient. I didn't think it would lead to anything. We kept in touch for a while, but I found it boring that it was just two men writing to each other, so I came up with an idea: exchange wives' QQ numbers without telling them, and see who could seduce the other's wife first. Since we shared the same interests, he was happy to agree, and that's how we started.

He had several computers at home, and we were both frequently online, so his wife was easy to find; I could see her almost every time I logged on. Her name was "Yingying." The first time I greeted her, I said, "Can I be your Chong-ge?" I didn't expect that she chose that name because she liked the novel *The Smiling, Proud Wanderer*, so we started our relationship quite happily.

Yingying is very open-minded and knows how to enjoy life. She and her husband have a great relationship; both are university professors (from a military academy, pretty intimidating, right?). After chatting for a few days, I felt good about it, and I naturally steered the conversation towards "***". She hesitated at first, but under my enticement, she revealed that she and her husband were enthusiasts and very interested in trying it, having discussed it extensively with her husband and finding it acceptable.

Taking advantage of this, I told her about my and her husband's plans. She wasn't embarrassed at all, saying she was happy to meet me, thought I was great, and welcomed us to visit Shandong sometime! I also quite like open and lively women, and being with her was really enjoyable.

Let me tell you about my wife and his relationship! He met my wife as an ordinary person. He's very talkative and insightful, with unique perspectives on many things, especially when it comes to women—a very attractive and mature man.

My wife, having never experienced anything like this before, was quickly drawn to his charm. She used to be quite indifferent to QQ, but now she spends all her free time chatting with him on the computer. Watching her wide-eyed, mouth agape, occasionally covering her mouth to secretly chuckle, I impulsively wanted to close QQ several times and tell her the truth, but I restrained myself. After

all, I wanted to try, for myself and for her. Gradually, the four of us became good friends, all thinking the other was great. One day, I discussed with him whether I could tell my wife (it was up to me). One day, while my wife was chatting, I sat down next to her and slowly told her the truth. She said shyly, "You're so mean, I'm not chatting with him anymore!" and went to another room. I went over to persuade her, "We're just having fun, just enjoying ourselves, it won't affect each other's families." Perhaps she found him charming, because she even said coquettishly, "Whatever!" Honestly, at that moment, I was really heartbroken, my heart was bleeding. How I wished she would angrily refuse, but she didn't; she actually agreed! I never imagined that such a virtuous, family-loving, and loving woman—a normally dignified and quiet university teacher—could be so wild and promiscuous! But I kept reassuring myself: we were just enjoying the pleasures of sex; it wouldn't affect our marital relationship.

And so, our identities as a couple became public. Later, we chatted on QQ voice chat, and when we were in a good mood, we could talk nonsense about anything—family, life, sex…it was all very casual and quite interesting. But I felt a little taken advantage of: he loved to talk, and his voice was very magnetic, often making my wife blush.

Finally, one day they invited us to their home for the National Day holiday. I also wanted to travel during the holiday, so I took the opportunity to meet them. I told my parents I wouldn't be going home and went to Shandong under the guise of a trip to Mount Tai. We hesitated the whole way, even considering turning back halfway, but the preparation time had been too long, and the thrill of sex quickly overwhelmed our moral boundaries. The opportunity was too good to pass up!

So, we spent a day in Mount Tai and then went to Jinan. The couple was very welcoming and picked us up at the station. They were good-looking, had a refined air, and were very talkative. Perhaps we had chatted beforehand via voice message, so there wasn't much awkwardness when we met. Their house wasn't far from the station, and we arrived quickly. The house was large, about 200 square meters, with a master bedroom, an auxiliary bedroom, and a guest room, all neatly arranged and beautifully furnished. Apparently, the whole thing only cost a little over 300,000 yuan—so cheap! In Beijing, it would cost at least 800,000 yuan! Sigh, sometimes I think life is fine at home, so why does everyone rush to Beijing? (Getting off-topic) We took a shower first, then went out for dinner together; they had already made arrangements. After returning, we watched an adult film together (by the way, my wife is very hesitant about everything, and I kept encouraging her to do this and that—what a good husband!). It was a good adult film, a Western group sex movie, with couples taking turns, and even some passionate 3P and 4P scenes.

After a while, the atmosphere got a little...interesting. He touched my wife's leg first, and she was a little embarrassed, her face turning red, and she leaned against me. Honestly, at that point, I wasn't her lover anymore, but a scoundrel trying to drag her down with me. Seeing my wife seemed reluctant, I said, "Let's get used to it ourselves first!" I watched porn and started embracing and caressing my wife (she was already somewhat resisting me).

But thankfully, porn was stimulating enough, and we were getting to know each other better, so my wife started to feel something. She slightly opened her eyes and started breathing heavily. We started kissing, and I kissed her roughly. For some reason, these past few days I'd been kissing her very roughly, squeezing her breasts hard, and having sex with her wildly, probably trying to make it more exciting for her!

The other couple on the sofa were much more uninhibited; the woman's moans were already quite loud, and her hips were starting to sway. I got excited too, sucking on my wife's tongue, reaching into her bra to unhook it, and roughly grabbing her breasts. My wife's breasts weren't big, but they were firm and smooth; I liked them.

My wife closed her eyes and hugged me, not moving much, just going along with me. I glanced at them. His wife had taken off her top; she was a very fair-skinned woman with large breasts. She was facing me, glanced at us, and even smiled. By then, my penis was already hard, and I really wanted to go over and have sex with her. After all, I'd only ever slept with my wife.

After a while, they invited us to the bed, so I half-embraced, half-carried my wife over. The bed was large, so we stayed a bit away from them, on the other side of the bed. As soon as I lay down with my wife in my arms, he came over and tried to take off her pants (I had been watching the couple the whole time; they seemed very natural, so it couldn't be their first time). At that moment, my wife said urgently, "No, don't!" Although her voice wasn't loud, it was very firm.

Seeing my wife like this, my heart skipped a beat, but I still pretended to be nonchalant and smiled, saying to him, "Wait a minute!" I stroked her for a while, then slowly pulled down my wife's jeans, had her lie face down on the edge of the bed with her buttocks facing me, and without even touching her genitals, I penetrated her. Maybe she'd watched porn; her vagina was very wet.

After a few dozen thrusts, my wife started to react, moaning softly. I continued to thrust into her vigorously, and her cries of "Oh... Oh... Hmm..." grew louder and louder, as she began to shake her head and sway her hips to match my rhythm.

Then I pulled out my penis and got onto the bed, kneeling in front of my wife's head, making her lean forward with her limbs on the bed, taking my penis in her mouth. I stroked her hair, trying to soothe her. At that moment, he took advantage of the situation, moving behind my wife and stroking her buttocks. My wife gently swayed her hips, trying to resist, but I quickly grabbed and squeezed her drooping breasts. My wife went limp, half-heartedly letting him continue.

His penis was large and thick, especially the glans, which was large and smooth, like an egg. He first caressed his wife's buttocks, then rubbed his fingers between her labia. Once she was comfortable, he carefully and gently spread her labia, finding her clitoris and gently massaging it. At the same time, he tentatively inserted a finger into her vagina, moving it in and out, trying to gradually arouse her.

His wife's legs spread wider and wider, exposing her entire vulva to his caresses, indicating she was relaxed and ready to accept the intrusion of a man other than her husband. He pulled his finger out of her vagina and waved it at me. I saw it was covered in her vaginal secretions, making it glisten. I nodded to him, then held his wife's head to prevent her from struggling too much, and used the momentum to thrust his penis into her mouth.

I distracted my wife from the front, while he supported her buttocks from behind and slowly inserted his penis into her vagina. My wife let out a soft "hmm" and raised her head (I quickly pulled the penis out of her mouth, mainly to prevent her from biting it in her nervousness). Perhaps it was an instinctive reaction to having another man's penis inserted for the first time, or perhaps his penis was too big and my wife hadn't gotten used to it yet.

After the penis was fully inserted, he started thrusting. He was tall and his penis was large, so each thrust should have hit the very core of my wife's vagina. I saw her moaning "uh...uh..." and later she simply stopped sucking my penis and started moaning "ah...ah..."

Seeing my wife starting to enjoy it, I could also have some fun. So I kissed my wife, got out of bed, went to Yingying, and hugged her. Her skin was very white and elastic, her figure was great, her breasts and buttocks were large, but her waist was quite slender, very sexy. Although she was over thirty, she was not fat at all, really beautiful.

I bent down and embraced her, kissing her full lips and sucking on her tongue, while my hands grasped and kneaded her breasts. It's true what they say, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger," she was both a wolf and a tiger, hugging and kissing me passionately. My passion surged, so I pushed her down onto the bed, lifted her legs, revealing her full vulva covered in dark pubic hair, and then slowly rubbed my penis against her opening. She began to moan… (The following details are omitted; the process wasn't particularly special, and related pornographic works describe it, but I don't have the writing skills to portray it so emotionally. I ejaculated after about fifteen minutes; he was a bit more skilled than me, and when I came out of the shower, I saw him ejaculating inside my wife.) Afterwards, we were both very excited. He carried my wife into the bathroom to wash her up, and then we chatted for a while afterward. Gradually, I sensed something was wrong with my wife. She was tilting her head, her eyes were a little wet, and she wasn't responding when I spoke to her. I told them I had already bought train tickets back to Beijing and would be leaving in the early morning. The couple warmly invited us to stay the night, but seeing my wife's distress and my firm stance, they didn't insist and saw us out.

Before leaving, I politely invited them to visit Beijing sometime, as we had shared an unforgettable experience.

Not far from the door, my wife burst into tears, and I became very sad. Honestly, why? Was it just for the thrill? (To be honest, I wasn't really invested, and I believe my wife wasn't either.) Would this affect our relationship? Although I had thought a lot beforehand, I hadn't expected it to feel so distant. We felt more like friends, distant friends, than husband and wife.

I simply comforted my wife, saying, "I'm sorry, I won't do this again, just this once, okay?" She didn't say anything. We found a random hotel and stayed there, then took the train back to Beijing the next morning. The journey was incredibly awkward; we only exchanged polite words, lacking our usual laughter and chatter.

When we got home, my wife didn't eat, took a shower, and went straight to bed. I have a habit of staying up late, so I went to my study and wrote down my experience—a true story, an experience we once so longed for yet also so helpless about.

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