Wife-swapping sex party

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My wife, Beeki, and I are both enthusiasts of wife-swapping, having participated in this type of sex game for over five years. We participate simply to seek excitement, not out of passion. After being together for a long time, couples inevitably grow tired of each other. To avoid infidelity, we thought it better to "relieve" this through wife-swapping, with mutual understanding. Beeki and I consider ourselves "open-minded," and rather than suppressing our desires, we prefer to swap with other couples who share the same views.
Beeki believes that men are actually quite similar, and occasionally swapping isn't out of dissatisfaction with her husband. Sometimes, a couple's life needs some variation, and playing within a stable circle of people of similar age is better than "going wild," costing at most a few hundred dollars for accommodation. Moreover, every new member has a medical report from a doctor. Although the men sometimes don't wear condoms, Biki isn't afraid of AIDS or other complications.
The couples participating in wife-swapping are mostly middle-class individuals in their thirties and forties with stable jobs and incomes. This group of white-collar workers includes lawyers, businesspeople, teachers, accountants, and administrative managers; they are well-educated, have above-average incomes, and choose this sexual activity to fill a void and seek excitement. Usually, it's the husband who proposes joining the club, but many wives also become fond of this sexual game after joining. Every couple participating in the wife-swapping club must abide by the rules: each couple must pay a membership fee, and single men and women are not allowed to participate.
Over the years, although it's called wife-swapping, from the first time, the feeling upon entering the room is not lewd. The people in this circle are all quite familiar with each other; they're either colleagues or classmates, or friends of friends, and they all know each other's partners. When they gather in dance halls and bars, as long as they find a spark, they'll let their bodies run wild. Before long, even those who aren't colleagues or friends become acquainted. Therefore, during each wife-swapping session, they chat about work, life, current events, and happy things. Sometimes, when the conversation gets lively, they continue drinking wine and tea, then fall asleep when they're tired, shaking hands and saying goodbye at dawn.
Jenny and her husband are the organizers of this group. Every weekend, they hold wife-swapping parties. Jenny and her husband work in insurance and finance, have connections with several hotels, and hold VIP cards. Typically, Jenny and her husband are responsible for deciding the time and meeting people, then making room reservations by phone, usually with plenty of condoms. Participants arrive at the agreed location after work on the weekend, either together or separately, check in as couples, obtain room keys, and then have dinner, chat, and sing karaoke together. Late at night, after the ladies have returned to their rooms, the gentlemen place their keys face down on the table and draw a number to enter the room. Those who "unluckyly" draw their reserved room can request to draw again.
For several years, Jenny and her husband have organized trips for us to other parts of mainland China, always booking rooms collectively beforehand. Last year, we traveled to Shanghai by train, and before departure, we drew soft sleeper ticket numbers for each other; I drew Mary's private room.
Mary had lost count of how many men she'd slept with. She was a manager at a private company, and like her friends, she was well-educated and earned a high income. She'd joined the company four years ago after graduating from university, and soon after, a colleague had introduced her to this secretive sex group.
I was truly impressed by Mary: long, smooth, white legs, a full, round bottom, a slender waist, firm, full breasts, a beautiful and cute face, and shoulder-length, jet-black hair. At twenty-six, she had lost some of the innocence and liveliness of a young girl, but gained a mature charm. She wore light makeup and a black suit skirt. Her elegant attire accentuated her alluring curves, fueling even deeper fantasies about the body beneath.
My penis gradually hardened, and I leaped up, pulling Mary into my arms, my hands slipping inside her shirt to grasp her full breasts. I had already unbuttoned her skirt, which slid to her feet. Mary obediently allowed me to pull down her underwear. As I explored her private parts with my hands, I thrust my thick penis into her vagina. Without hesitation, I pressed Mary against the edge of the bed, making her bend over, and aimed at her vagina, penetrating her. I loved Mary's wanton moans; they seemed to make my penis last longer and penetrate more powerfully. When Mary knew I enjoyed this kind of sex, she freely displayed her wanton side. Hot, gushing fluids flowed from Mary's vagina, stimulating my penis until I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated a thick stream of semen into my wife's vagina. After intercourse, Mary looked as radiant as a flower watered by rain, and she cleaned herself thoroughly, smelling wonderful.

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