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I'm 35 this year, 180cm tall, and my wife is 31, 165cm tall. I have a master's degree and work for a large state-owned enterprise, while my wife has a bachelor's degree and works for a public institution. We've been married for over five years and don't have children yet. Our jobs aren't too stressful, so we have plenty of time to enjoy sex. I believe that people like me, born in the 1970s, received a relatively conservative education and grew up in a conservative social environment. Therefore, most of us experienced periods of sexual repression and frustration. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, during my university years, many nights after lights out in dormitories, we would have late-night talks, and the topic was always the same: sex. Back then, there was no internet, no pornographic VCDs or DVDs (back then, VCRs were very expensive, only wealthy families owned them). Our sex education mostly came from the limited resources available at the time, such as wedding manuals and novels. Although we generally had no sexual experience, we talked about it with great enthusiasm and passion, often until after 1 a.m. before finally falling asleep. Back then, the school had a rule that students who had sexual relations would be expelled. Despite such strict rules, there were still students who engaged in premarital sex every year. Students rarely had the financial means to rent apartments outside the school, and hotel or motel registration systems were very strict. So, students or couples who couldn't resist had to sneak into the boys' dormitories for trysts, especially those from out of town. Every semester, notices with big red stamps would be posted announcing students being expelled for having sexual relations. During my undergraduate and master's studies, I was a recognized model student who focused solely on academics (of course, those who know me well know I have a PhD in sexology). I had girlfriends, but ultimately didn't cheat. Looking back, besides fearing the school rules, the main reason was the lack of environment. Nowadays, college students rent apartments all the time, making it difficult to avoid intimate relationships. I graduated at 25 and was still a virgin—embarrassing. Around 1996, the environment in China had become much more open. The internet emerged, and chat rooms were everywhere. Finally, shy Chinese men and women had a platform to let loose. After all, those who were outwardly respectable in real life could now shamelessly flirt with each other in front of a computer screen. I met my wife at work. She had just graduated from university; she was beautiful and quiet. We hit it off immediately, but she was quite conservative. I pursued her for over six months before we became a couple, but it took another six months before I tricked her into bed with me, haha. I never expected she was still a virgin. She didn't experience any pleasure the first night, but under my guidance, she improved quickly. Later, when I was almost 30, we got married. After the marriage, I deleted the contact information of all my friends on MSN and QQ, and began to turn over a new leaf, trying to be a good husband. Our life was very happy and fulfilling. My wife was also very smart; she could learn many techniques after I taught her. Sometimes we would also learn new techniques online and use them in our married life. Several years passed like this. I can guarantee that during these years, although I occasionally cheated (it's hard for an excellent man not to cheat, haha), overall, I was definitely a good husband. However, even the best married life eventually leads to visual fatigue. After using various positions and methods with the same person countless times, we became intimately familiar with each other's bodies. It really felt like the "left hand and right hand" in Guo Da and Cai Ming's skit. So, I couldn't resist and started having affairs again. Fortunately, I was experienced in this area and had excellent counter-surveillance skills, so my wife didn't find out. She continued to cater to me and satisfy me as always. Every time this happened, I felt incredibly guilty and resolved never to cheat again. However, it's a man's nature to want to try new things, and this society is full of temptations that are hard to resist. After each affair, I would buy my wife gifts and take her on trips abroad as compensation, but the guilt still lingered. Finally, one night, after my wife had been giving me oral sex and swallowed my semen, I made a bold decision: to have sex with her, so my wife could also enjoy more sexual pleasure! I had heard stories of sex swapping before, but I always thought it was perverted. How could a man tolerate his wife having sex with another man? But that night, I suddenly understood. Sex swapping is just a way to spice up a couple's life and enhance their sex life. Couples with strained relationships usually seek out their own lovers; only couples with strong relationships engage in sex swapping. Only selfless husbands or wives would allow their partners to fully enjoy sexual pleasure with other couples. Moreover, sex is a very safe method; both parties are married, clean, and hygienic. Furthermore, engaging in such activities together can prevent family disputes or even breakups caused by infidelity. Of course, the key is finding a couple with similar circumstances. After having this idea, I started subtly suggesting it to my wife. Unsurprisingly, my docile wife, nestled beside me, reacted strongly: "Are you crazy? How could you have such a thought! How could you exchange your wife for someone else's partner!" I repeatedly explained: "It's just a way to make married life more interesting, like imagining your partner as a movie star during sex. It's a harmless activity. I love you, that's why I want you to enjoy more and newer pleasures." My wife firmly opposed it, so I had to give up. Afterward, I found some reports about sex swapping and articles written by those involved in the swapping and sent them to my wife's email. Sometimes during sex, I would also tell her stories about sex swapping. After a while, it was clear that my wife's prejudice against sex swapping had lessened considerably. However, she still firmly disagreed with my suggestion: "It's their freedom to swap, we won't!" At this point, I was almost disheartened. During a business trip with my close friend, we drank a bit too much and couldn't help but discuss the topic of sex. After some probing, we learned that he and his wife had already engaged in sex swapping several times! Actually, we knew them quite well; his wife was very cheerful and outgoing, and 30 years old.She was 162cm tall, very petite and beautiful. I was 184cm, the same age as her, very tall and strong. I never imagined that this couple had started swapping a year ago. It turns out that this thing, which I always thought was so distant and mysterious, is actually happening right next to us! We laughed heartily at the revelation. After laughing, I realized that our two couples were the perfect swap partners! He told me that he had long coveted my tall, voluptuous wife, and many times he had fantasized about her being my wife while making love with his wife. However, he could only dream about it. Now he had a chance. I told him not to get too excited, because my wife was firmly against it. He said, "I'll take care of your wife, as long as you agree to let me seduce her and give me the opportunity!" Seeing my suspicious look, he laughed loudly: "Don't doubt my motives. How about this, you make love to my wife first, and then you cooperate with me to get your wife." I agreed, but warned him that my wife was very conservative, and if he couldn't handle it, it wouldn't be my fault. I told him not to feel resentful because I had slept with his wife. He said, "No problem, if he can't handle it, I accept it." After returning from his business trip, I started making arrangements. One day, he told me that his wife had agreed and that I should come to his house on Friday night. Although I'm an experienced womanizer, it was my first time doing this with a friend's wife, and I was a little nervous. I told him, "You have to go out for a walk first tonight, otherwise I can't do it." My friend laughed and said, "You're really conservative." "No problem, call me after you're done and I'll go home." On the weekend, after lying to my wife that I was on a business trip, I went to his house. When the doorbell rang, his wife opened the door, still as warm and cheerful as ever, showing no signs of anything amiss. However, she was wearing a tight-fitting dress, revealing her curves and leaving much to the imagination. Noticing that I was a little awkward, she led me to the sofa in the living room, poured me a glass of water, and then sat down next to me. I don't need to write the rest. Hehe. In short, the completely new experience, that soul-stirring pleasure, was indescribable. Two hours later, after we calmed down, I returned home. The moment I saw him, I loudly asked his wife, "How was it? Did you entertain me well?" His wife laughed and replied, "You'll have to ask him." I quickly nodded and said, "Very good, very good." Seeing my awkwardness, they burst into laughter. I said, "I'm jealous; you haven't served me yet." Then, I stripped off his wife's already scantily clad clothes, and they began their battle on the sofa in front of me. After one round, I couldn't resist joining in, and the battlefield moved to the large bed in the inner room. Under the repeated attacks of the two burly men, his wife screamed repeatedly, experiencing ecstasy. Next, I began to implement my plan against my stubborn wife. Every weekend, I invited them to my house to play, cook together, and eat together. The two women whispered in the kitchen; I knew his wife was starting to brainwash him according to the plan. Of course, in the first stage, I couldn't mention anything sexual to avoid offending my wife. During meals, the two men pretended to be drunk and started telling dirty jokes. His wife would sometimes chime in, and my wife, though a little shy, would laugh heartily. Sometimes, pretending to be drunk, they would kiss and grope each other in front of us. Later, as we became more familiar, one time, his wife pretended to be drunk, and after dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, she buried her head in my crotch and gave me oral sex through my pants. Another time, they both pretended to be drunk, and in front of us, the husband took out his wife's breasts and played with them. The wife, not to be outdone, simply unbuckled her husband's belt and let him masturbate. My wife knew this was just playful banter between friends, and she would sit beside me, laughing and watching their antics. Meanwhile, every night when my wife and I made love, we started to follow a plan. When she was close to orgasm, I would ask her: "Do you want another man to join me in having sex with you?" At first, she kept saying no, so I stopped until she couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy, saying, "I want another man to do me with you." Two weeks later, I started asking her, "Do you want xxx (me) to do you with me?" Using the same method, she started saying, "I want both of you to do me together." After that, sometimes the couple would stay overnight at my house on weekends because they stayed out too late. Once, when they were having sex, they deliberately didn't close the door, and I left our door ajar so I could vaguely hear them making love. I also had sex with my wife, and I felt she was particularly excited. Sometimes I would come to my house alone for a meal. Sometimes, when the two of them were cooking together in the kitchen, I would take the opportunity to casually touch my wife's hand and sensitive areas. Although my wife pretended not to notice, I could tell she was aroused; I could even feel her becoming wet. One weekend, I pretended to be drunk. After dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, my wife sat between us. I started teasing her. My friend said, "Don't do this. My wife isn't here today. If you keep doing this, I'll get agitated." I shoved my wife towards him and said, "You're getting excited, come on then." My friend seized the opportunity and hugged her too, saying, "Come on, let's do it! Who's afraid of who?" My wife protested, but he held her tightly, unable to move. I took the opportunity to hug her as well. In the arms of the two men, she said, "You're all crazy!" But her breathing became heavy. My friend started touching her breasts, but my wife seemed to have sobered up and firmly pushed his hands away. Seeing that the moment wasn't right, I gave my friend a signal, carried her into the bedroom, closed the door, and started kissing her. I took off her clothes and saw that she was completely wet down there, so I went at her hard. After a while, my friend said the time was right and told me to say I was going on a business trip over the weekend, and he would come to my house on Saturday. Then I should wait for his call, and he would tell me to come home when he told me to. I lied and said I was going on a business trip, stayed in the office until 10 pm, and my friend texted me saying I could come home. When I got home, I saw my wife looking panicked, and I knew it was done. My friend was sitting on the sofa watching TV, his legs propped up on the coffee table, looking quite smug. I asked him what he was doing there, and he said his wife was away on a business trip, so he came to visit. He added that he wasn't leaving today, since he was home alone anyway. My wife kept gesturing to me, indicating that he should leave. I pretended to go to the bathroom and sent him a text message saying that my wife wasn't used to it yet, so why didn't he go home first? My friend replied: "Today, let your wife completely relax. Just listen to me."I said, "I'm jealous! You haven't served me yet." Then I stripped off his wife's already scantily clad body, and they started a passionate encounter on the sofa right in front of me. After a round, I couldn't resist joining in, and the battlefield moved to the large bed in the inner room. Under the relentless assault of the two burly men, his wife screamed repeatedly, experiencing ecstasy. Next, I began to implement my plan to target my stubborn wife. Every weekend, I invited them over to my house to cook and eat together. The two women would whisper in the kitchen; I knew his wife was starting to brainwash him according to the plan. Of course, the first phase couldn't involve anything sexual, to avoid offending my wife. During meals, the two men pretended to be drunk and started telling dirty jokes. His wife would sometimes chime in, and my wife, though a little shy, would laugh heartily. Sometimes they would pretend to be drunk and kiss and grope each other in front of us. Later, we became quite familiar with each other. One time, his wife pretended to be drunk, and after dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, she buried her head in my crotch and gave him oral sex through my pants. Another time, they both pretended to be drunk, and in front of us, the husband took out his wife's breasts and played with them. The wife, not to be outdone, simply unbuckled her husband's belt and let him masturbate. My wife knew this was just playful banter between friends, and she sat beside me, laughing and watching their antics. Meanwhile, every night when my wife and I made love, we started following a plan. When she was close to orgasm, I would ask her: "Do you want another man to join me in having sex with you?" At first, she would say no, and I would stop until she couldn't take it anymore and begged, saying, "I want another man to join you in having sex with me." After two weeks of this, I started asking her: "Do you want xxx (me) to join you in having sex with you?" Following the same pattern, she started saying, "I want both of you to do me together." After that, sometimes the couple would stay at my house late on weekends. Once, when they were having sex, they deliberately didn't close the bedroom door. I also left our door ajar so I could faintly listen to them making love. I also made love with my wife, and I could feel that she was particularly excited. Sometimes I would come to my house alone for a free meal. Sometimes, when the two of them were cooking together in the kitchen, I would take the opportunity to pretend to accidentally touch my wife's hand and sensitive areas. Although my wife pretended not to notice, I could tell she was aroused. I could even feel that she was getting wet. One weekend, I pretended to be drunk. After dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, my wife was sitting between us. I started teasing my wife. My friend said, "Don't do this. My wife isn't here today. If you keep doing this, I'll get agitated." I pushed my wife away and said, "You're agitated. Come on then." My friend also took the opportunity to hug my wife, saying, "Come on then, who's afraid of who?" My wife started to protest, but he held her tightly and she couldn't move. I seized the opportunity to hug her. In the arms of the two men, she cried out, "You're all crazy!" But her breathing became heavy. My friend started touching her breasts, but my wife seemed to have sobered up and firmly pushed his hands away. Seeing that the moment wasn't right, I gave my friend a signal, carried her into the bedroom, closed the door, and started kissing her. I took off her clothes, and seeing that she was completely wet down there, I went at her hard. After some time, my friend said the time was right and told me to say I was on a business trip over the weekend, and that he would come to my house on Saturday. He told me to wait for his call when he told me to come home. I lied and said I was on a business trip, staying in the office until 10 pm. My friend texted me saying I could come home. When I got home, I saw my wife looking panicked, and I knew it was a done deal. My friend was sitting on the sofa watching TV, his legs on the coffee table, looking smug. I asked him what he was doing there, and he said his wife was on a business trip, so he came to my house. He added that he wasn't leaving today, since he was home alone anyway. My wife gestured for him to leave. I pretended to go to the restroom and sent him a text message saying that my wife wasn't used to it yet, so why didn't you go home first today? My friend replied: Today, let your wife completely let loose, just listen to me.I said, "I'm jealous! You haven't served me yet." Then I stripped off his wife's already scantily clad body, and they started a passionate encounter on the sofa right in front of me. After a round, I couldn't resist joining in, and the battlefield moved to the large bed in the inner room. Under the relentless assault of the two burly men, his wife screamed repeatedly, experiencing ecstasy. Next, I began to implement my plan to target my stubborn wife. Every weekend, I invited them over to my house to cook and eat together. The two women would whisper in the kitchen; I knew his wife was starting to brainwash him according to the plan. Of course, the first phase couldn't involve anything sexual, to avoid offending my wife. During meals, the two men pretended to be drunk and started telling dirty jokes. His wife would sometimes chime in, and my wife, though a little shy, would laugh heartily. Sometimes they would pretend to be drunk and kiss and grope each other in front of us. Later, we became quite familiar with each other. One time, his wife pretended to be drunk, and after dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, she buried her head in my crotch and gave him oral sex through my pants. Another time, they both pretended to be drunk, and in front of us, the husband took out his wife's breasts and played with them. The wife, not to be outdone, simply unbuckled her husband's belt and let him masturbate. My wife knew this was just playful banter between friends, and she sat beside me, laughing and watching their antics. Meanwhile, every night when my wife and I made love, we started following a plan. When she was close to orgasm, I would ask her: "Do you want another man to join me in having sex with you?" At first, she would say no, and I would stop until she couldn't take it anymore and begged, saying, "I want another man to join you in having sex with me." After two weeks of this, I started asking her: "Do you want xxx (me) to join you in having sex with you?" Following the same pattern, she started saying, "I want both of you to do me together." After that, sometimes the couple would stay at my house late on weekends. Once, when they were having sex, they deliberately didn't close the bedroom door. I also left our door ajar so I could faintly listen to them making love. I also made love with my wife, and I could feel that she was particularly excited. Sometimes I would come to my house alone for a free meal. Sometimes, when the two of them were cooking together in the kitchen, I would take the opportunity to pretend to accidentally touch my wife's hand and sensitive areas. Although my wife pretended not to notice, I could tell she was aroused. I could even feel that she was getting wet. One weekend, I pretended to be drunk. After dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, my wife was sitting between us. I started teasing my wife. My friend said, "Don't do this. My wife isn't here today. If you keep doing this, I'll get agitated." I pushed my wife away and said, "You're agitated. Come on then." My friend also took the opportunity to hug my wife, saying, "Come on then, who's afraid of who?" My wife started to protest, but he held her tightly and she couldn't move. I seized the opportunity to hug her. In the arms of the two men, she cried out, "You're all crazy!" But her breathing became heavy. My friend started touching her breasts, but my wife seemed to have sobered up and firmly pushed his hands away. Seeing that the moment wasn't right, I gave my friend a signal, carried her into the bedroom, closed the door, and started kissing her. I took off her clothes, and seeing that she was completely wet down there, I went at her hard. After some time, my friend said the time was right and told me to say I was on a business trip over the weekend, and that he would come to my house on Saturday. He told me to wait for his call when he told me to come home. I lied and said I was on a business trip, staying in the office until 10 pm. My friend texted me saying I could come home. When I got home, I saw my wife looking panicked, and I knew it was a done deal. My friend was sitting on the sofa watching TV, his legs on the coffee table, looking smug. I asked him what he was doing there, and he said his wife was on a business trip, so he came to my house. He added that he wasn't leaving today, since he was home alone anyway. My wife gestured for him to leave. I pretended to go to the restroom and sent him a text message saying that my wife wasn't used to it yet, so why didn't you go home first today? My friend replied: Today, let your wife completely let loose, just listen to me.

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