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My wife and I are both 34 years old this year, and have been married for almost ten years. We have a beautiful daughter who will be starting kindergarten soon. After giving birth, my wife didn't go back to work; she stayed home to take care of our child, planning to find a job again next spring after she started kindergarten. Our life was quite ordinary. But this ordinary life was shattered one day last year. My wife met a netizen from Qingdao online—"Moonlight Kid QQ"—and later found out it was his wife's QQ account. Looking at her profile, she seemed quite captivating! "Full-figured and incredibly attractive," she said. She and my wife chatted very well; they were practically inseparable friends. I'd seen this "Moonlight Kid" in video chat before. She was in her thirties, with a darker complexion, a round face, and seemed a bit plump, or rather, full-figured. She wasn't quite at the "slender waist" or "barrel-like" type. Her body, encased in a tight-fitting outfit, had a round chest, waist, and hips. Actually, among women just entering middle age, she had a good figure, but compared to my wife, who regularly swims and exercises, she was less impressive. "She has a waist, breasts, and a butt," was how I later answered my wife's opinion about Moonlight's figure. My wife said she liked plump women like that, but Moonlight wasn't fat. One night when I got home, my wife asked if I wanted to sleep with other women. I joked that I'd been having sex with her for ten years and wanted to try something different, and asked her to find me one if she had time. At the time, I felt my wife was just joking. I also asked her if she wanted to sleep with other men, and she said she would if I was willing. I said I wasn't.
Some time passed, maybe a few months. One day, my wife told me that the "child under the moonlight" wanted to see me on video. I said, "It's not like I haven't seen her before, what's there to be curious about?" Then my wife and I went to the computer. When we got to the computer, I saw Moonlight. She was still the same, just dressed very sexily. She greeted me, and I politely greeted her back. Then she introduced her husband, Moonlight's husband, to us. Moonlight's husband was the kind of person who had gained some weight, and his belly was starting to sag. Looking at them, although I didn't particularly like them, I didn't have a bad impression either. My wife also formally introduced me to them. Online, my wife is called Xiao Sha, and I'm called Xiao Sha's husband; that's the name I used for introductions. Later, as we video chatted more often, things became more casual, and we started engaging in some more exciting activities. Moonlight and Moonlight's husband showed us completely naked, and we showed them completely naked too. We joked around, comparing whose physique was better, and asked each other to do some seductive actions, but we never went any further than that, like video sex. We chatted with the Moonlight couple online for a long time, mainly the two women chatting. I don't know who suggested meeting up first, but the Moonlight couple invited us to travel to Qingdao. My wife told me they were discussing couples swapping online, which is basically a partner-swapping activity. She asked if I was interested; if I was, we'd go to Qingdao; if not, we wouldn't. I wasn't really keen, of course. When she asked, I casually agreed, thinking she was joking. But now that I realize she and her partner are serious, I'm conflicted and can't make up my mind. I don't want my wife to sleep with other men, but the thought of partner swapping is exciting. After discussing it with my wife for a long time, I decided to give it a try and agreed to go to Qingdao to see them. At worst, it'll be a self-funded trip. So I took two days off from work, plus a weekend, a total of four days—enough for a trip to Qingdao.
My wife and Moonlight kept in touch online and planned an itinerary. From the very beginning, these two women arranged everything. Moonlight and his wife were also meeting for the first time, just like us, with absolutely no experience. The initial plan was that we would fly to Qingdao, they would pick us up at the airport, and then decide whether or not we would have a "relationship." If we did, we would book two hotel rooms; if not, we would book one room for my wife and me. Regardless of the arrangement, they would spend three days with us in Qingdao before we returned to Beijing. We would cover the travel expenses, and they would cover everything else. It was already late October, and Qingdao's peak tourist season was over, so tickets were easy to buy. After booking the tickets, my wife and I went to the mall to pick out gifts for them. Since it was our first meeting, it was polite to give them gifts. After choosing the gifts, we sent our child to his maternal grandparents' house, telling them we had to go away for a few days and couldn't take care of the child, so we asked my mother-in-law and the child's uncle to look after him for a few days. And so, after making thorough preparations, we set off.
On the way to the airport, my wife kept texting with Moonlight. I wanted to see the messages, but she wouldn't let me. I told her that if we wanted to back out, it wasn't too late. My wife blushed and said, "Since we've prepared for so long, let's go." So we boarded the plane to Qingdao. The plane was delayed by two hours, and we didn't arrive in Qingdao until after 6 PM. When we exited the airport, we saw Moonlight and his wife waving to us. They looked a little different from how they appeared in the video. The couple wasn't very tall. Moonlight was wearing a dark suit, a white shirt, and a tie; he looked quite smart. Moonlight was wearing a short trench coat—the kind with a wide collar—over a light-colored lace-trimmed shirt, a short skirt, and knee-high high-heeled boots. He was dressed quite formally. My wife and I dressed more casually. I wore a light beige three-button casual suit jacket, jeans, and casual soft leather shoes. My wife wore a light-colored casual jacket, also jeans, and sneakers. We could tell that the Moonlight couple really valued our visit. In the video, I thought Moonlight's husband was over 1.7 meters tall, but in person he's under 1.7 meters. Moonlight is under 1.6 meters, shorter than us. I'm 1.8 meters tall, and my wife is 1.65 meters, but we both look like we're 1.7 meters tall, even taller than Moonlight's husband. The Moonlight couple greeted us very warmly. My wife, who's usually very talkative online, seemed a little reserved, and I wasn't very relaxed either; I felt a bit stiff and unnatural. After getting into the taxi, Moonlight asked if we wanted to go to the hotel first or eat first. I said we didn't have much luggage anyway, so let's find a place to eat first. When we arrived in the city, Moonlight suggested we eat near May Fourth Square first, then go to the hotel. They had booked two rooms and found a restaurant. The decor was tasteful; while not a grand, opulent establishment, it was still a mid-to-high-end place. Moonlight and her husband clearly valued our visit. Moonlight's husband suggested a small private room, but his wife said the main hall was fine. However, they still found a small private room convenient for conversation, facing the sea. While Moonlight and her wife ordered, Moonlight's husband and I smoked and chatted. The food was good, with a lot of seafood, though I'm not a big fan of seafood. We drank some wine, and everyone relaxed a bit. By the time we finished eating, it was past 9 pm. Time flew by; two hours had passed in the blink of an eye. My wife wasn't so shy anymore and chatted quite happily with Moonlight.
Moonlight's husband called the waiter over, paid the bill, and we prepared to go to the hotel. My wife and I grabbed our small bags and left the restaurant. We were a little nervous and excited. My wife told Moonlight that she wanted to visit his house, and he said no problem, it wasn't far, so we took a taxi there. On the way, Moonlight's husband said things like his house was smaller than ours, and other trivial things; I could tell they were a little nervous. He said the hotel wasn't far from their house. We should go to their house first, then go to the hotel to rest. The car seemed to be driving very slowly; it took a long time to reach Moonlight's house. Although I had seen Moonlight's house in videos, I had only seen the bedroom. The thought of seeing our friend's house and then going to the hotel to fulfill our wish filled me with excitement. The car turned a few more corners before we arrived at Moonlight's building. It was an ordinary building, not very tall, but it had an elevator. Upon entering the house and changing shoes, we found that Moonlight's home wasn't large—two bedrooms and a living room, with a floor area of about 80 square meters. Usually, the three of them lived there, but these past few days, they had sent their son to his mother-in-law's. Moonlight's husband made tea and water for us. Moonlight then showed my wife and me around their little home. It wasn't very large or particularly charming, but it was very clean, though there were many toys for the children. The living room wasn't very big, and there weren't many things. A three-seater fabric sofa faced the TV, and a two-seater sofa was in a corner. The TV wasn't large; it was made by a well-known local electronics factory in Qingdao. In front of the sofa was a simple glass coffee table. The house was very clean. Next to the sofa was a dining table, made of dark solid wood, with a protective film on it. There were four dining chairs, and on the table were a teapot, teacups, and other ordinary items. Moonlight's living room had a large balcony. Besides the children's toys, there was a sand tray with shovels and other toys; the children loved playing in the sand and loved the sea. Opening the balcony window, the smell of the sea immediately wafted in. Her child is about to start elementary school and has started living in a small room. The room has a small bed, and the bookshelves are full of children's books and toys—Transformers, model cars, you name it. Toys are everywhere. Moonlight said her child will start school next year, and she plans to buy another desk. She asked what we'd bought for the child's room. My child is still young and mostly sleeps with my wife. The room we prepared for the child only has my wife's wardrobe; we haven't bought anything for the child yet.
I quite like Moonlight's large bedroom. It's about 15 or 16 square meters, with a large bay window. The bed is a large double bed, about two meters long and almost two meters wide. Moonlight said it's 1.8 meters by 2 meters. My wife said it's wide enough for them to sleep upright or sideways. When asked how big our bed is, my wife said she bought a 1.5-meter bed to save money, much narrower than Moonlight's. Two bedside tables are placed on either side of the bed. The headboard was upholstered in soft leather, semi-circular in shape, and felt very comfortable to lean against. My wife said, "Let's get a big bed when we get home." A desktop computer sat next to the wardrobe, facing the foot of the bed, so I could operate it while sitting on the bed. It had an LCD monitor, from a major local electronics manufacturer in Qingdao, and a giraffe-like webcam perched on the glass computer desk. It was through this webcam that we met Moonlight and her husband, and became familiar with their home.
Moonlight's husband and I went back to the living room to talk. The tea at Moonlight's house was very strong, with a slightly bitter taste, but it was good for sobering up. My wife and Moonlight went to the bedroom and closed the door to chat. Moonlight's husband and I also chatted, starting with my wife's and her wife's preferences, and other topics, but not mentioning what we'd talk about that evening. My wife came out of the bedroom and whispered in my ear, "Let's stay at his place tonight." I looked at my wife; she was blushing. At this moment, Moonlight also came out of the bedroom, her face flushed and a little excited. She whispered something in her husband's ear, probably about us staying there or something like that. Before I could react, my wife said, "I agree. We'll stay at Moonlight's tonight and go to a hotel tomorrow." Moonlight's husband smiled, a little embarrassed. I could tell he was either nervous or excited. I was also quite excited, or rather, nervous. After all, this long-considered conversation between husband and wife was about to happen. I whispered to my wife, "If you want to back out, it's not too late." My wife glanced at me. Moonlight said, "Let's go take a shower first." My wife looked at me, and I looked at my wife. She said, "Let me go first," and then she and Moonlight went into the south-facing bedroom. I took off my outer clothes and went into the bathroom. I took off my underwear, drew the curtain, and started showering. I lathered up with soap, rinsed quickly, dried myself, and put my underwear back on. Just then, Moonlight came in. Even though I was wearing some clothes, looking at her made me feel hot all over, and my face must have turned red. Moonlight handed me a thick set of pajamas, saying they were a little small, but insisted I wear them, otherwise I'd be cold. In late October in Qingdao, the nighttime temperature is still quite low. Moonlight's husband also went in for a shower and came out wearing his underwear and pajamas. Moonlight's husband and I watched TV and talked, continuing to discuss our wives' preferences. My wife and Moonlight also went in to shower, and came out less than five minutes later. Everyone was wearing their underwear and pajamas. We looked at each other, and the atmosphere was incredibly awkward. It was Moonlight's husband who broke the awkward silence, suggesting we play cards. He then turned on the air conditioner, saying to set the temperature to 20 degrees Celsius so the room wouldn't be cold. Moonlight said, "Let's set it to 27 degrees, it'll be warm." We started playing cards, agreeing that the loser would take off their clothes. I guess his mind wasn't really on the cards; Moonlight's husband was also lightly dressed, and after a few rounds, he was completely naked. I was sitting opposite him, so I couldn't see his lower body, only his upper body with sparse chest hair. His wife sat next to him, constantly glancing at him, her face flushed. While looking at the cards, her eyes kept drifting towards his crotch; we all knew what she was looking at. His wife was now only wearing a black lace Wacoal bra and lace briefs; her chest was heaving, and she seemed very excited, breathing rapidly. Moonlight was still wearing more, but he was practically naked too, only two layers of clothing left. Below, only boxer briefs covered her round, plump buttocks, and on top, she wore only a short, off-white silk bra with a buttoned front, revealing the dark areolas and nipples of her breasts, which aroused me. My little brother started to swell. I also started to take off my shirt; if I lost another round, I'd be naked from the waist down. Moonlight won another round, and the three of us lost again. Moonlight looked at me and smiled, saying, "Take it off, it's time." I turned around, my backside facing them, and grabbed the edges of my underwear with both hands, starting to take it off. My little brother was now incredibly hard. Moonlight said, "Let me help you," and quickly helped me take it all off. I gritted my teeth, turned around, and faced them, my little brother standing proudly erect. My wife blushed, lowered her head, and put her hands behind her back, starting to unhook her bra straps. My husband's eyes were fixed on my wife. He turned around and unbuttoned her silk lingerie. Her slightly sagging, hemispherical breasts peeked out from the gap in her clothes. Seeing this, my little brother involuntarily twitched, expressing his desire for those breasts. My wife slowly untied the straps of her bra, and it slipped off her chest, revealing her not-too-large, but very round breasts. This was the first time my wife had been naked in front of another man. Nothing could stop us now. God forgive us for our wantonness; the moment of sexual bliss had arrived.
We began our operation. Moonlight's husband stood up from the sofa, glanced at Moonlight, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "You two go to the main room." He then gently pushed Moonlight towards me. Moonlight, head down and face flushed, looked at me standing in front of her. I picked her up in my arms. Although Moonlight was rather plump, she wasn't heavy, and it was very light to hold her. She clung tightly to my neck, pressing her flushed, excited face against it. I could hear the clear breathing of the woman in my arms, her warm breath on my neck, and my penis grew even stronger, starting to feel swollen. I glanced back at the other two. My wife had already begun to stroke Moonlight's husband's equally erect member, and Moonlight's husband was also embracing my wife, who was only wearing a pair of briefs, his eyes gleaming with excitement. I carried Moonlight towards the bedroom I had seen in the video before. The lights in the room were off. Upon entering, Moonlight reached out and turned on the overhead light, instantly illuminating the room. The bedspread and other coverings that had been on the bed were gone, replaced by two light yellow patterned pillows and a matching double quilt. A small cardboard box sat on the bedside table, decorated with a picture of an exposed man and woman. I placed Moonlight on the bed, then climbed in from the foot of the bed, facing her, and quickly pulled off her underwear. Moonlight was only wearing boxer shorts, the ordinary kind, not a seductive thong. I pushed Moonlight down onto the bed, knelt at her feet, grabbed the edges of her panties, and pulled them off in one swift motion. Moonlight covered her face with a pillow, perhaps out of shyness or nervousness. Moonlight was petite but voluptuous, with full, round breasts that sagged slightly. They were larger than my wife's, and pressed close together. Even lying on the bed, the cleavage was still visible, which I found incredibly alluring. I lay down, my side encircling Moonlight's hot, trembling body, and began kissing her breasts, nipples, cleavage, navel, and lower abdomen, moving downwards. As I prepared to go further down, I saw she was already soaked, glistening in the lamplight. Moonlight covered herself with her hands, trying to stop me from kissing her. In a trembling voice, she said, "Come on, get on top." Her feet were on the bed, her knees slightly apart. I straddled Moonlight, holding her tightly. Her breasts pressed against my body. The moment I entered her, Moonlight's body stiffened, and she arched back, letting out soft moans. I began thrusting, and with each movement, Moonlight trembled, her lower body responding to my thrusts. The sounds from her mouth grew louder, a chorus of cries in my ear, and with each impact, a captivating slapping sound echoed. My heart raced, my body burned, and I felt her tightly enveloped, tighter and tighter. With each entry, the sensation intensified. After less than a hundred thrusts, I couldn't take it anymore. My hands gripped Moonlight's naked body tightly, my lower abdomen thrusting forcefully, my penis throbbing involuntarily. Finally, I ejaculated inside her.
After my manhood had gushed out, I lay on top of Moonlight, panting heavily, still inside this woman who wasn't mine. My heart was pounding rapidly. I placed my hand on Moonlight's left breast, feeling her heart pound like a rabbit's. Moonlight was covered in sweat, her face flushed like a peach blossom under the lamplight. Quietly. Neither Moonlight nor I spoke for a long time. Usually, after making love with my wife, I get sleepy quickly, but this was the first time I'd made love with a woman other than my wife, and afterwards, I was so excited I wasn't sleepy at all. Moonlight suddenly asked me if I'd used a condom. At that moment, I realized that our agreement to use a condom was just empty talk, so I had to say no. Moonlight said it was too late now, and then started pushing me. She remembered, so I turned to my side and lay down. Moonlight put on some clothes, opened the door, and went out. Two minutes later, the door opened, and Moonlight came back, head down, tossing a hot towel onto my penis, then putting down the cup she was holding, telling me to wipe it. I wiped it, and then Moonlight got into bed, lying down beside me with her back to me. I started to hug her from behind, and then began to touch her breasts with both hands. Ever since the day I slept with my wife, I'd dreamed of touching a pair of full breasts, and today my dream had finally come true. Moonlight's hands were also constantly stroking between my legs. After a few minutes, my penis recovered from its initial discomfort, and Moonlight kept rubbing her buttocks against my lower abdomen, quickly restoring its virility. We lay on our sides on the bed, and I entered Moonlight's body from behind again. Suddenly, I remembered I needed a condom, so I asked Moonlight where it was. Moonlight had already started moaning under the stimulation of my thrusts, oh, oh… Never mind the condom, just fuck me hard.
The second time was longer, and we changed positions several times, from side-lying to the traditional missionary position, the woman-on-top position where you can enjoy the woman's movements and see her breasts bouncing, and finally, Moonlight knelt on the bed with her buttocks facing me. I lay on her bare back, my hands caressing her full breasts, and thrust vigorously dozens of times, ejaculating for the second time. After ejaculating, I lay on Moonlight's sweaty back. I turned my head and started kissing Moonlight's face, ears, and neck. Moonlight rolled over, facing me with her chest, and then hugged me tightly, starting to kiss my mouth. After the kiss, we lay on our backs. Neither of us knew what to say, but I knew it wouldn't be appropriate for me to ask who was stronger, her husband or me. Just then, Moonlight's phone rang; it was a text message. Moonlight glanced at it and said they were done and asked how we were going to sleep that night. I thought for a moment and decided to sleep with my wife. I told Moonlight that my wife and I would sleep in the small room, and then I prepared to get up. Moonlight said to wait a moment and started making a phone call. It was quiet at night, and I could tell it was Moonlight's husband answering. Moonlight wanted to talk to my wife, but she answered the phone. The two of them discussed what to do next—it was actually Moonlight's idea, really.
I went to the cabin to find Moonlight's husband. My wife came to find Moonlight. After hanging up the phone, Moonlight took a towel from the closet and gestured for me to put it on. I put on the towel, walked barefoot out of the bedroom, and went into the living room. I found my underwear, put it on, and the cabin door opened. My wife came out, wearing cotton pajamas. She looked at me, her face flushed, like a child who had done something wrong. She immediately rushed over and hugged me tightly without saying a word. I asked my wife how she felt, and she said she didn't know. I hugged my wife tightly and kissed her. She kissed me back and said that Moonlight was waiting for her inside. She told me to go find Moonlight's husband, then let go of me and went into the cabin I had just come out of. I entered the small room. Moonlight's husband was also in his pajamas, but his legs were bare, waiting for me. When the two men met, Moonlight's husband gave me a forced smile, a slightly awkward one. I smiled back faintly, a hint of displeasure in my heart; after all, we had just slept with each other's wives, essentially giving each other cuckold's horns. Moonlight's husband sat on the floor and offered me a cigarette. Only then did I notice that they had spread all the bedding on the floor. His son's bed was too small, less than 1.5 meters long, but the window wasn't very wide, and there was a safety railing to prevent the child from falling out at night. Two adults could barely sit on the bed, let alone do anything, so they had spread everything on the floor. I took the cigarette, and Moonlight's husband lit it for me. Then he looked at me, wanting to say something, but didn't open his mouth. We just stared at each other like that. The feeling before and after was completely different; the atmosphere was incredibly awkward. My cigarette was almost finished, and I said to my husband (who is a year older than us online; my wife sometimes calls her "sister"), "Brother-in-law, let's open the window for a while to let some air out and get rid of the smoke." My husband stood up, drew back the curtains, and opened the window. I went to the window too. Although a cold wind was blowing in from outside, I didn't feel cold. Looking at the night view, the lights on the distant buildings were still on, but there were hardly any cars on the road. I asked, "Brother-in-law, what time is it?" My husband said, "Almost one o'clock." We threw away our cigarette butts, closed the window, and only then did we feel the cold. My husband said, "Let's go into the living room," so we went inside. Sitting on the sofa, I asked my husband how many times we did it. He said, "Just once." I said, "We did it twice. Why didn't you come in and call us after you were done?" My husband said, "I wanted to come in, but I heard my wife moaning, so I didn't. I told her to let us have some more fun and not disturb us." Then he briefly described what it felt like. Moonlight's husband handed me another cigarette, lit it, and the awkward atmosphere eased considerably, even disappeared. We started speaking less cautiously, and the atmosphere returned to what it was like when I first arrived at his house. Moonlight opened the bedroom door and came out, saying, "My wife called me." I got up and went into the bedroom. My
wife was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard, biting her lip. I went in, closed the door, got on the bed, and immediately hugged my wife tightly. My wife spoke, and Moonlight said, "You're pretty good, you did it twice." I asked, "What about yours?" My wife said, "Just once." I asked how it felt, and she said Moonlight's husband had a long foreplay, which was very pleasurable, but he ejaculated prematurely after penetration. Later, they heard that we had done it a second time, and they wanted to too, but Moonlight's husband couldn't get an erection, so they gave up. I asked my wife how it felt, and she said she didn't know. I started kissing my wife, but she pushed me away, saying my breath smelled too strong. My wife said she would sleep with me in the small room that night, while the two of them slept in the big room. Moonlight and her husband went into the bedroom. I got out of bed, picked up my wife, and carried her out of the bedroom to the small room. Inside, I saw a torn condom cover on the floor. I'd mentioned you used a condom earlier, and my wife said she had helped me put it on. She said her husband's penis was thicker than mine, but not as long, and without a foreskin, it looked smooth, like a mudfish, but not very long. She said he only started to feel something, and before he even reached orgasm, he couldn't last. I told her that the first time I ejaculated, it only took a few thrusts. The second time lasted longer. Then I started telling my wife about the experience, and she held me tightly as she listened. While talking to her, I picked up the small box with pictures of scantily clad men and women on it from beside the pillow. The instructions on the back said it was a pack of twelve, ultra-thin, plain-textured with a textured finish. The packaging was already opened, and I counted eleven inside. My wife touched my penis, and when I touched her, I became wet again. I laid her on her back and we made love. My wife was very excited, much more excited than at home. After we finished, my wife held me, ready to sleep. Just then, we heard moaning sounds coming from the master bedroom; Moonlight and her husband were also making love. It was probably around 3 AM before my wife and I finally went to sleep. It was an exciting night. That's how we spent our first night—the first time in my life I'd ever had such a wanton night of swapping.
The next morning, it was already past 9 AM. My wife and I discussed what to do next: continue this wantonness, or pack up, take a stroll around Qingdao, see the autumn scenery, and then head home. My wife wanted to stay another day and decide how to go back. She said she enjoyed the excitement of the previous night. To be honest, I also wanted to experience that unlawful sex life with the voluptuous Moonlight again.
Moonlight and her husband also got up, and the four of us tidied up the house, erasing all traces of yesterday's encounters. Then we went out for breakfast—KFC. Then we started our Qingdao sightseeing: the Underwater World, the Badaguan Scenic Area, and finally, the Laorenshi Bathing Beach. We strolled along the beach and took photos. Moonlight and I took quite a few pictures together, and Moonlight's husband and wife also took many, and we recorded a lot of videos with our DV camera. Although the weather had turned quite cool, some people were still swimming in the sea. However, since we didn't bring swimsuits, we didn't go swimming.
We stayed at Moonlight's house again that night. Moonlight's husband and I cooked dinner, while the two ladies went to the beauty salon. After dinner, we watched TV and went online. The awkward atmosphere from yesterday was gone; everyone had gotten to know each other, and we felt as comfortable as if we were at home.
Soon it was bedtime again, and the two ladies decided what to do that night. Moonlight and I slept in the small room, while my wife and Moonlight's husband slept in the large room. We'd switch back in the middle of the night, but there would be a surprise for everyone. I asked what the surprise was, and my wife said she'd tell me later. My wife went to take a shower first, and after she finished, she went into the large room. Moonlight and Moonlight's husband went to the small room to make their beds, and then Moonlight's husband took a shower. After he finished showering, he came back, bare-legged and in his pajamas, said a few words to us, smiled at me, and went into the room, closing the bedroom door behind him. Next, I took a shower, but Moonlight came in shortly after. We showered together. While showering, I admired Moonlight's body. She was full-figured, but didn't have a large belly; there were faint pregnancy lines on her stomach, but because it was a natural birth, there were no scars. Moonlight lathered me from head to toe with shower gel, holding a thin bath towel in her hand, gently scrubbing me. My body was covered in white foam, including Moonlight's swaying breasts. As I enjoyed Moonlight's caresses, I used my burgeoning erection to touch and rub against Moonlight's smooth body. She filled her hands with shower gel, wanting to lather this sexy, middle-aged woman before her as well. Moonlight rubbed her breasts against my chest and back, arousing me, feeling her erect nipples brush against my skin—this must be what they call "nipple scrubbing" in erotic bathhouses and business clubs. Moonlight held me under the showerhead, rinsing off the foam, then turned off the water. She used a towel to dry my body, refusing to let me dry hers, and dried herself in front of me before wrapping a towel around her head. I reached under Moonlight's armpits and took her two excited mounds of flesh from behind her back, starting to rub them. Moonlight struggled to get away, my erect penis pressing proudly against her lower back, already starting to secrete fluid. Moonlight bent down and began to caress my penis. I held her round breasts, this woman smelling of bath gel, and guided me into her body. The lubricated passage slid in easily. We started our activity in the bathroom. After a while, Moonlight wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing her upper body tightly against my chest. I held Moonlight's buttocks, put on my pajamas, and moved to the bedroom. I laid Moonlight on the thick bedding on the floor and began thrusting. After changing positions several times, finally, in the woman-on-top position, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated. After we finished, I felt a bit tired and started to feel sleepy. Moonlight got up, picked something up from the table, and asked if I wanted to see it.
I asked what it was, and Moonlight said it was a DV camera that had recorded everything we had just done. I suddenly felt that I was just an actor in this game, and Moonlight was the director. I said, "Okay, let's take a look." Moonlight brought it over and played it for me. There was a blank period at the beginning, about ten minutes, which Moonlight fast-forwarded through. Then I saw me in my pajamas, holding Moonlight's buttocks, her legs wrapped around my waist as we entered the room. I put Moonlight on the bedding laid out on the floor, then lifted her legs and put them on my arms. I then fucked her hard. She was lying on the bed, pulling on my arms and excitedly twisting her waist. Moonlight's exciting moans came from the small speaker of the DV camera, which was incredibly arousing. Next, we changed positions, the standard missionary position, with me on top of Moonlight, continuing to thrust. Later, we changed to the rear-entry, woman-on-top position. For over ten minutes, I was wide awake, and my lower body started to stir again. I wanted to do it with Moonlight again, so my hands began to wander and grope her body. Moonlight broke free from my embrace, then took out her phone and texted the two of them. They called back, saying they were done and wanted us to come over. Moonlight put on her clothes, draped a towel over me, grabbed her DV camera, and went out. I followed her. Inside the main room, Moonlight's husband was sitting on the carpet by the bed, naked. My wife was sitting under the covers, seemingly naked as well. I went over and got into bed, looked at my wife, lifted the covers, and pulled her out. Moonlight took off her clothes, and the four of us were naked again. Moonlight gave the DV camera to my wife, saying, "Your husband is really good; I filmed everything." My wife asked to see it. I asked, "Did you know she wanted to film it?" My wife said, "Yes, yes… we filmed it too; it's on the computer." My wife climbed off the bed, turned on the screen, picked up the mouse, and closed something. Then she opened a file—a video file—and started playing it. I held my breath and watched… watching my wife being vigorously fucked by another man, moaning… I don’t know if it was excitement or something else, but my heart was pounding. Moonlight also got into bed, and Moonlight’s husband sat on the floor watching the screen.
On the screen, after my wife finished showering and came in, she turned on the computer, then repeatedly adjusted the webcam so that the lens was pointing directly at the bed. Then she got into bed in her pajamas and waited for Moonlight’s husband under the covers. She even answered a phone call once, but the room wasn’t well-lit, so the recording quality wasn’t very good; the image had a lot of static, and the sound wasn’t very good either. I couldn’t understand what my wife was saying on the phone, but it must have been Moonlight calling her… Moonlight’s husband came in, took off his clothes, and got into bed. My wife took off her clothes and lay on the bed. My husband, Moonlight, was apparently giving her oral sex; he was all lumped up under the covers… My wife got out, and he put a condom on her… Then he pinned her down… Watching my wife, who was also watching intently, I saw she seemed very excited, but also a little ashamed. Although we had filmed similar things before, those were just the two of us, and this was with another man. About two minutes, no more than two minutes, I watched the progress bar on the player. Suddenly, Moonlight stopped and got off my wife. I wanted to whisper to my wife, "Were you satisfied?"
Moonlight turned off the video and connected the DV camera to the computer, playing the content. My wife watched intently; the DV's recording and sound quality were much better than a webcam. After watching for several minutes, Moonlight couldn't hold back any longer, stood up, and left the room. Moonlight followed. Once they were out, my wife grabbed my penis and started giving me oral sex. My wife must not have had enough, otherwise she wouldn't be in such a hurry. I pulled her legs over and started fucking her from behind, holding her waist. My wife supported herself on the bed with both hands, shaking her body vigorously. She said, "Turn off the light." I turned off the bedside lamp and continued making love to her. My wife's phone rang; it was probably Moonlight. I took the phone, handed it to my wife, and continued. My wife said into the phone, "Come in." I asked what was wrong, and she said they wanted to visit... At that moment, the door opened, and Moonlight came in, along with her husband. I continued. Moonlight and her husband also got into bed, and Moonlight was pinned down. Her husband started fucking her vigorously, and Moonlight's moans started again. My wife gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound. There's a difference between two women. The four of us were wrestling on the bed, which creaked and groaned. I watched Moonlight and her husband, then vigorously fucked my wife. As we were fucking, Moonlight got up, her ass facing me. I released my wife's waist, then grabbed Moonlight's ass and started fucking her. Moonlight's husband got off the bed, pulled my wife over, and started fucking her too. A strange excitement welled up inside me, and I sped up. Then, with a powerful thrust, I ejaculated... inside Moonlight again. Moonlight's husband stopped, pulling his shrunken penis out of my wife's body. Moonlight helped him remove the condom and then started sucking on her husband's penis. At this moment, I was still inside Moonlight. My wife got up and hugged me from behind, holding me tightly; I could feel her heartbeat. She was extremely excited... Moonlight spat out his penis and lay down on the bed, and my wife and I lay down on the bed too. Moonlight's husband also got into bed. My wife, Moonlight, Moonlight's husband, and I lay on the same bed. Moonlight's husband picked up the blanket from the floor. All four of us crawled under the blanket. I hugged my wife, and Moonlight and his wife cuddled together. Once the last layer of skin between us was torn away, we started talking, chatting, touching, and playfully teasing each other. It wasn't until dawn that our excitement gradually subsided. My wife and I got out of bed and went to our private room, where we cuddled and slept.
On the third day, it was already noon when we woke up. Moonlight had gotten up early and prepared breakfast for us. Our original plan for the day was to go to Laoshan Mountain, but we didn't have enough time, so we decided to just wander around. We went for a walk on the beach and had dinner. We returned to Moonlight's house. It was past 9 pm again. Moonlight turned on the air conditioner, and the temperature in the house slowly rose. We started taking off our clothes and showering in order. I was first, then Moonlight's husband, then my wife, and finally Moonlight. After showering, the two men were only wearing underwear. Moonlight was wearing an almost transparent bra, and my wife was wearing my shirt, unbuttoned. While playing cards, a slight movement of her arm could expose her breasts. The two women were very alluring, but I was already feeling tired; I had the will but not the strength. I had exhausted myself these past few days.
Later, everyone started watching TV. Moonlight's husband started to get sleepy and wanted a smoke, so we went up to the balcony, wrapped in our clothes, and smoked. I told him I felt tired today and wanted to go to bed early. My husband said he was tired too. After finishing our cigarettes and going inside, he opened a bottle of wine and took four glasses. The four of us started drinking and chatting.
(The End)

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