[He unknowingly changed wives]

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Speaking of wife-swapping, my wife and I had only heard about it online. At first, we found it unbelievable,

thinking that those who let others have their wives or husbands "play" with them were simply perverts, and we despised them. Later, we

often saw such news circulating in society, and over time, we became used to it. But

neither of us expected that this wife-swapping game would unknowingly happen to us, changing our

views and giving us a new understanding of this game.
My wife and I are outdoor nude photography enthusiasts. We often go to remote areas, deep mountains and forests, and even

go to the highway at night to take nude photos. The main subject is my wife's nude photos in the wild.

Sometimes I will also take off my clothes and stand with my wife to take a few nude photos together.
Because we are worried about people coming during the day, we only create nude photos at night. The photos are not the kind of

two people standing together with stiff expressions, but more often we pose in a lot of lewd poses for

selfies , and we even take photos of having sex in the wild, which is very exciting.
However, taking selfies of outdoor sex is very inconvenient. We have to have sex while also fiddling with

the camera, which greatly affects our mood. Sometimes, my penis can't even get fully erect. Also, because the camera is stationary,

the photos are often either blurry or the people are out of frame. Often, after we finish taking the photos, we go home and

look at the results while muttering to ourselves, "If only someone could take these photos for us." Unexpectedly

, this insincere remark actually came true one day!
I remember it was a late night in August when my wife and I decided to have a selfie and outdoor sex session. So

we drove to a forest park in the suburbs, drove deep into the woods, stopped by a small road, and turned off

the headlights. My wife and I quickly stripped off our clothes in the car, grabbed a flashlight, tripod, and camera, and got

out wearing only slippers. We quietly closed the car door and walked one after the other along the narrow path into

the forest… It was pitch black all around, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

We tiptoed cautiously deeper into the woods, afraid of making a sound that might attract the barking of the forest rangers'

dogs. After walking about 300 meters, suddenly a white light flashed in the distance, followed by another,

so bright in the darkness. Along with the flashes, we faintly heard what sounded like voices.

We were terrified and immediately stopped, frozen in place, staring intently ahead.
After the first flash, I thought it was lightning; but after the second, my experience

with cameras made it immediately clear someone was taking pictures! Who were they taking pictures of? Had they seen us and taken

a picture of us naked? No, you can't get a clear picture from this far away with a flash! There were dense trees ahead, and I

couldn't see anyone even with my eyes wide open.
Just then, several more flashes of light appeared, and I could faintly hear voices, and it sounded like a woman!
My wife leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, "There are people ahead, let's hurry!"
I tried to keep my voice down and said, "Don't move, I'll go see what's going on." Without waiting for my wife's

objection , I took off my shoes and walked barefoot along the cobblestone path.
Then the flashes started again, several times in a row. I got closer and closer, and after rounding a mound,

I saw two people standing not far ahead, and I heard a woman laughing softly. Then

the flashes started again, and in the blinding light reflected back, I could see clearly that it was a man and a woman

standing there completely naked. With each flash, it seemed the woman changed her pose;

the man was taking pictures of her.
"So that's how it is, looks like we're in the same boat!" I thought to myself, a surge of secret delight rising within me, my curiosity

growing stronger. I wanted to see how this couple was having fun.
Just then, my wife tiptoed

up behind me, lightly tapping me on the shoulder, which startled so much I let out a soft "Ah!" The scream immediately alerted the naked couple in front of us. The man quickly

turned to face me and asked, "Who's there?" The show was off. I had to calm

my wildly beating heart and softly reply, "It's me." "What?" the

man asked nervously, vaguely seeing the woman crouching down in a ball in the dim starlight.
"Hehe, we're here to take pictures too. Sorry to bother you." At this point, I had no

choice but to tell the truth, trying to ease the tension. I took a few more steps forward, stopping about three

meters away from the man. My wife huddled tightly behind me, extremely nervous.
I vaguely sensed the man bending down and groping for something on the ground. I immediately tensed up, thinking he

might grab a rock or something to fight me or defend himself. Suddenly, a flashlight beam shone from the man's position

onto me. My wife huddled tightly behind me, her hands gripping my arms tightly.
The man seemed to understand something from our naked bodies and the camera and tripod we were holding,

his tone softening: "Oh, you're filming this too!" "Yeah," I murmured,

then added, "Excuse me. You guys continue filming, we'll go somewhere else." The man was silent for a moment, then said,

"Alright, we're done filming, we're leaving, you guys have fun!" He turned to look at the woman, who stood up

and walked to the man, huddling tightly behind him like my wife.
Seeing this, I realized there was no point in continuing to take pictures here. They might

call the police or other people if they left, which wouldn't be fun. So I said, "Hehe, we're done playing. We're not interested anymore." The

man was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "I see you brought a tripod, are you planning to take a group photo?"
I said, "Yes!" He seemed quite agitated, his voice trembling slightly, "That's too much trouble!
How about... I take the pictures for you? With your own cameras." I was stunned; I hadn't expected this!

My extreme distrust of them made me immediately retort jokingly, "Haha! After you take our pictures,

are you going to ask me to take yours in exchange?" I thought this joke would silence him again, but

he immediately replied, "Sure, you take a few pictures of the two of us first. We've never taken

a group photo !"
The two women started to get restless. The woman nervously cried out, "No, no!" My wife seemed even more...

Annoyed, I yelled, "Are you crazy? Go back right now!" The man pulled the woman aside and whispered something.

I vaguely heard, "It's our own camera... It's okay... Listen to me..." I turned to my wife

and whispered, "What's wrong with me taking pictures for them? Since everyone saw it, let's not make things worse."
To be honest, after this guy offered to "help take pictures," I

felt a strange surge of excitement.
The other party seemed to fall silent, and the woman didn't say anything more. The man walked over and said, "

Let's be friends, take a few pictures for us." He handed me his camera. It was a

DSLR camera, and I couldn't tell the brand in the dark. The man showed me, "Just press this button, don't worry about

anything else , it's all automatic." Then the man walked over to the woman and said, "Take the pictures!" I held

the camera and looked back at my wife, only to find her hiding far away in the darkness, only a faint white figure visible

. Because it was so dark I couldn't see anything, I could only roughly aim the lens at where they were standing and

gently press the shutter.
After the flash, a photo of a naked man and woman standing together appeared on the camera's back screen .

I looked closely at it; the woman had a great figure and was pretty, but her expression was stiff and

she looked unhappy. The man in the photo looked stronger and seemed quite happy, with a slight

smile.
I continued to raise the camera and press the shutter... In the flash's reflection, I saw the man

embracing his woman, kissing her, and caressing her, completely

ignoring the camera pointed at them, oblivious to everything else, making various gestures. The woman seemed to be getting interested too,

and her actions became more and more proactive... My wife then quietly joined in to watch their "performance."
After a flurry of shots, the couple seemed to become aroused; through each flash, I could clearly see the

man's penis becoming erect and appearing quite long. The woman began to moan softly, tilting her head back and

scratching herself, tightly gripping the man's penis. She was completely absorbed in the moment, oblivious to everyone else, as if they were the only two people there.
Their performance aroused me, but I didn't stop

taking pictures. My penis was fully erect, and I was a little annoyed. I whispered, "Are you done

yet? It's time to take our pictures!" As soon as I said that, I suddenly realized I hadn't discussed with my wife whether we could

perform like this in front of them. Although my wife is usually quite "

promiscuous , this was the first time in front of two strangers!
I stopped taking pictures, turned to my wife, and whispered, "How about we let them take our pictures too?
It'll save us the trouble of fiddling with that tripod." My wife was a little nervous, too nervous to speak. I seized the opportunity

to add, "We'll use our camera, and take pictures of everyone parting ways without recognizing each other. How about that?" "

Then hurry up…," my wife whispered in response. I knew she had agreed, so I went over and said, "It's

our turn to be photographed." I handed his camera to the woman and mine

to . The couple seemed reluctant, as if their performance wasn't over yet, but they couldn't

refuse.
The man took my camera and said, "Let's begin!" and pressed the shutter. I

said , "Get serious! That's not fair." The man chuckled dryly, and after I returned to my wife's

side, he started taking pictures of us… My wife and I followed suit, constantly changing poses,

while the flash from the opposite side kept going off, capturing our intimate moment… My penis

started acting up, becoming erect. My hands roamed over my wife's body, touching her

inner thigh , which was wet; fluid was flowing down her thigh.
I couldn't take it anymore. I hugged my wife from behind,

rubbing . The flashbulbs from across the street were still going off incessantly, but I ignored them completely. I pressed my wife down, making her bend over

, her buttocks raised high, and then I slid my penis down her wet thighs into her vagina

... Tonight was so exciting! I never imagined that in this desolate place, there would be four

naked men and women taking pictures of each other, and then each of them would start having sex. My wife seemed to be getting interested. She suddenly stood up straight, turned around

to face me, and started kissing me wildly while slightly raising her legs to adjust her body, allowing my penis to re

-enter her vagina. Finally, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist, twisting her buttocks like she was climbing a tree,

making my penis passively churn inside her vagina.
My wife and I made love in front of strangers for the first time.

After , they also went into the dark to make love, but not in front of us. It was over, all over.

The four of us walked out of the trees, one after the other. They were prepared; they dressed after they were done, but the two of us

had left our clothes in the car, so we had to follow them naked towards the car.
Their car was parked far away. We parted ways at the fork in the road, and they walked silently

towards their car. We got back to our car, dressed, started the engine, and

slowly drove forward along the side road.
Under the headlights, the couple was still walking. When our car approached them, the

man waved and said hello. I rolled down the window, said "Goodbye," and prepared to speed away.

Suddenly, the man leaned in at the window and said to me, "Shall we go get something to eat? It's my treat." I

hesitated for a moment, then thought about it. After all, our meeting was such a coincidence, and even though we had done *

that , there was still some distance between us.
I turned to look at my wife and whispered, "Want to grab something to eat?" She didn't answer,

just muttered, "Whatever." I turned back to the man and said, "Let's go!" So

the two cars drove into the city one after the other and stopped in front of a small restaurant. We went

in one after the other, ordered a few dishes and two bottles of beer, and the four of us sat down to eat.
Under the lamplight, the couple seemed to have a good presence. The man appeared well-mannered, middle-aged, strong

, and maturely handsome. The woman was petite and delicate; while not strikingly beautiful, she was still quite attractive.

She was quite attractive, with the looks of a refined lady, but her personality was a bit lively.
We ate our meal, chatted about trivial things, and after two bottles of beer, we exchanged QQ

numbers, saying polite things like "Let's keep in touch" and "Let's be friends," without mentioning what had happened in

the woods. After dinner, we went our separate ways without lingering. Almost
a month passed, and my wife and I had long forgotten about it. One day,

after turning on my computer, I saw a friend request on QQ from that man. I hesitated for a moment, then

accepted . The man was online, greeted me politely, and said, "Your wife is very beautiful!
You're very handsome too!" I chuckled. He then said, "The photos you took for us the other day

were great ; my wife and I are very satisfied." I quickly replied, "My skills aren't very good; please excuse the poor quality."
"My wife and I would like to ask you to take photos for us again. You don't mind, do you?" the man

continued .
I hesitated for about four or five minutes, then thought it wasn't a big deal. I had already taken photos for them,

and the couple didn't seem like bad people, so I answered, "When?" "This

weekend! Let's set a time and go to that grove of trees again, how about it?" the man said eagerly.

"If you think it's not worth it, you can bring your wife along, and I'll take photos for you too, just like last time,"
the man added.
"Let me ask her!" I said, then called my wife over and told her about it. My wife

was stunned for a while, then asked worriedly, "Won't something go wrong?" I replied, "What's wrong with that?

These two people enjoy this as much as we do. It's much easier to have someone else take pictures than to take them ourselves, especially since we've already taken pictures of each other

." Although I said that, I still had a vague feeling that I couldn't quite put my finger on.
So the date was set, and we agreed on a time to meet—after midnight the next night by that

grove of trees.
The next night, my wife and I drove to that suburban forest park and arrived

at the —the small road where I had parked my car. Under the headlights, there was no one around.

Just as I was feeling a little annoyed that they were late, a person walked out from the grove and

waved It was the man.
I quickly turned off the headlights, turned off the engine, and my wife and I got out of the car and walked towards him. Of course, we were carrying

the camera, but we didn't take off our clothes. As we approached the man, I glanced into the woods and vaguely saw his

wife standing there.
We exchanged a brief greeting; my wife and his wife said "hello" to each other, and then the four of us

walked deeper into the woods.
The weather was beautiful that night; the sky was cloudless, and the bright moonlight reflected off the earth, illuminating our

figures. After walking about a mile through the woods, we came to a small clearing.

There were stone benches on either side of the narrow path, usually used by tourists to rest. We stopped and said in unison, "Let's do it

here!" "Should I take your pictures first, or ours?" the man asked.
"I'll take yours first!" I said, still feeling a little embarrassed.
"Okay then!" the man said, and began to undress, urging his wife to do the same.

Soon , they were both standing there naked.
"You two take yours off too; it'll be your turn to take pictures soon," his wife suddenly said.
I looked at my wife and said, "Let's take our clothes off too! Put them away so we don't have

to scramble ." My wife said "Oh," but hesitated to take them off. I put down my camera and quickly

stripped myself naked, then urged my wife, "Hurry up!" My wife then started taking off

her clothes, down to her underwear, standing there completely naked.
The moonlight illuminated four naked figures, the two women's fair skin standing out so clearly.
I started taking pictures of them, the flash going off constantly. They struck various poses,

appearing so beautiful, passionate, and lewd under the flashes... Somehow, his camera's

memory card quickly filled up, so I handed him my camera; now it was his turn to photograph us

.
About thirty minutes later, my 1GB memory card was also full. Everyone

stopped . I put my arm around my wife, and the man pulled his wife along. The four of us, still naked, walked

together and began to talk quietly. Then the two women started talking alone, seemingly with some parents, or maybe

discussing fashion.
The man and I walked over to the clothes area, took out cigarettes, lit them, and sat

on a stone bench chatting. After we'd finished our cigarettes, the man suddenly asked me, "Not enough fun! How about you accompany my

wife back to the car to get the memory card, and then we can film a little longer, okay?" I was taken aback: "Me, accompany your wife? Your

wife can go by herself, or you can make the trip faster." I was still thinking, "If I accompany your wife, then my

wife will have to wait here with you for us?" The man seemed to sense my thoughts, and chuckled softly, "My

wife is very good. You can go with her; she's too scared to walk such a long way alone at night." He then gave a strange

laugh . Through that laugh, I could sense his meaning, but the thought of accompanying his wife naked

all that way to get something, and then leaving my wife here naked for him to keep her company, felt a little wrong.
Suddenly, a strange feeling kept creeping into my head, a thrilling, pounding sensation. "
Screw it, I'll go for it. I'll go with his wife. I'll leave my wife here with him.

It so short, nothing's going to happen. At most, they'll chat naked for a bit.
" "Okay then!" I replied. The man went over to his wife and whispered, "Hurry up and

get the memory card from your bag in the car. We'll film a little longer. I cut my foot, so this gentleman will accompany you. Go quickly!"
"Huh?!" the woman exclaimed in surprise, looking at me and then at her husband.
"Go quickly! Time is running out, don't delay. I've already spoken to this gentleman; he'll be with you,

don't be afraid ," the man said in a commanding tone, a strange

smile seemingly playing on his lips in the moonlight.
"Oh!" his wife responded, seemingly understanding something, and turned to me, saying, "Let's go, take

the flashlight." "Oh, then I'll put on my clothes," I hurriedly replied. "Why are you putting on clothes! It's pitch

black here, there's no one around! If you keep this up, it'll be dawn soon, hurry up and come back!" the man immediately

scolded in a disapproving tone.
"Oh!" I responded. "Hehe..." the woman chuckled, then said, "Hurry up,

take the keys." She handed me the car keys. While my wife was still standing there, bewildered,

the woman and I had already run off completely naked, leaving my equally naked wife and the man standing there

waiting.
The woman and I walked quickly towards the parking lot. Her shoes seemed to be slipping, making

a loud noise. I quickly slowed down and told her to walk quietly. She chuckled softly and muttered,

"Help me!" I hesitated for a moment, then reached out my right hand to take her arm. She immediately hooked her left

arm around mine, while her right hand gripped mine tightly, leaning her entire weight on my arm.
Walking like this was very unsteady, and we swayed constantly from side to side. Her breasts kept brushing

against my arm, making my heart pound. My mind started racing, and

a wicked thought flashed through my mind… Ugh! I was walking at night with a naked woman, and I was

completely naked , with her breasts constantly bumping against my arm. As I thought about it, my little brother started

acting up. I could clearly feel it slowly getting erect, and before we were even halfway there, it was completely

erect .
"Your shoes are no good, you can't walk steadily, I'm about to pull your arm off, how about I carry you?"
I said, half-jokingly. "Okay! Come on!" I never expected this girl to be so shameless! Damn!
Does she really think I'm some kind of hired handyman?
After saying that, the woman actually turned around and stood face to face with me. I was speechless, but I had no choice

but to pick her up! I bent down, put one arm around her neck and the other around her legs, and lifted her up face up

. She didn't stand on ceremony, nestled into my arms, hooked her right arm around my neck, and I picked her up, seemingly

enjoying it. You win!
After I picked her up, she felt very light, much lighter than my wife. It's fun to carry a petite woman like this, it's

actually quite easy. I carried her slowly forward, but soon I got a little tired, my arms started to feel

strained , and her body began to sink, her bent buttocks unknowingly touching my erect

penis, which she felt.
I felt it too, and just as I was feeling embarrassed, she suddenly said, "

Why ?" Damn it! She knew perfectly well what I meant, how cheeky!
"If it weren't hard, there would be a problem!" I retorted irritably, panting.
Suddenly, she started touching my penis with one hand, saying, "

It's so big!" I couldn't take it anymore! I fucking couldn't take it anymore, I was going all out! Who's afraid of who? I bent

down down, then pulled her into my arms, pressing her breasts tightly against my chest, and kissed her

face. My penis slid between her thighs. She was clearly prepared, offering

no resistance. Her arms wrapped around me, and she panted as she returned my kisses. We were standing there, completely

naked kissing each other!
A short while later, she slightly parted her thighs. She was quite small, and she tried to lift her legs so her

lower body could touch my penis, gently rubbing her buttocks back and forth. My penis could clearly

feel her lower body becoming increasingly slippery; she was wet.
I bent down, placing her thighs on my arms, lifting her legs into an "M" shape

. I used my hands to support her buttocks, searching for my erect penis

. Finally, the head of my penis touched her parted labia. I thrust my hips forward, and, wet with her juices, I inserted

myself . She moaned softly, writhing in pleasure. I held her like that, thrusting

in and out, slowly walking forward as I did so… As we approached the car, I

finally ejaculated into her vagina. Just before I

ejaculated impending climax. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, twisting her lower body violently and

rubbing her clitoris against the base of my penis. As I released the first spurt of semen, she trembled noticeably, letting out a loud

moan . Then, she suddenly froze, her arms tightly gripping my neck, her teeth biting my

lips. I knew she had also reached orgasm.
After everything calmed down, I released her. She immediately squatted down, and under the light of my flashlight, I could see streams of

semen flowing from her vulva onto the ground. She waved her hand and whispered, "There's tissue in the car."
I quickly ran to the car, opened the door, pulled a stack of tissues from the tissue box, and

handed to her.
She repeatedly wiped the semen around her labia, but more continued to seep from her vaginal opening. She looked

up at me, smiled wryly, and said, "You ejaculated a lot." I chuckled dryly and said, "

Hurry up and get the memory card and go home! Are you okay? Will your husband find out?" She sneered, "You

think you got the better deal? Your wife might be hugging him right now!" "What?! No way!"
I asked nervously, a scene of my wife being fucked by that man flashing through my mind...
"He will!
My husband is very charming, you'll see when we get back!" she said confidently with a smile, then

stood up, went back to the car to get the memory card, and we started walking back. I started to feel uneasy

and quickened my pace.
"Why are you walking so fast? Are you so jealous? You took advantage of someone else's wife, and now

you're getting all worked up over a little bit of what they took from you? You're so petty! I didn't even say anything, why are you so anxious?" She muttered

as she walked, constantly wiping away the semen that had leaked from her genitals with toilet paper.
Halfway there, she grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear, "You won't get

angry if you find out they're acting strange, will you? If you do, I'll tell everyone what you just did to me! Humph!" Damn! This girl

's ruthless!
"I won't, don't worry! At worst, we'll be even." I muttered to myself, but I felt

uneasy.
"That's good! Let's walk slowly, they might not be finished yet!" she reminded me again.
"Then let's take off our shoes and walk quietly, and sneak up to them to see what's going on?" I

suddenly thought this was a good idea. Watching another man have sex with my wife was a fantasy I'd had for a long time, and now

it might come true. Thinking about this, I felt both excited and a little sour, and my little brother started to get

aroused again.
"Okay, okay, that's great! I want to see too!" she replied, her tone excited.
Slowly, we quietly returned to where my wife and that man had been. We could vaguely see

a white dot in the distance. I knew that must be the reflection of my wife's body in the moonlight. I

gently pulled the woman down and crept forward, hiding behind a rock. We were very close to the white figure

, and I could clearly see that it was a naked woman, but the man wasn't with my wife.
Just then, a naked man appeared beside my wife. I vaguely saw him

pull her together and hug her, followed by several crisp kissing sounds.
"Okay, stop it, they'll be back soon." That was clearly my wife's voice. Stop it?

What did that mean? Had they already done it?
"I didn't bring any toilet paper, so use my underwear to wipe!" The man's voice came from the darkness. Damn! Using underwear to wipe, that

clearly meant they were already done, and he'd ejaculated inside. I felt dizzy... I wandered around like a madman , pretending to lead the woman back the way we came, deliberately making some noise. We arrived at where my wife and the other woman were. The man was sitting on the stone bench, smoking a cigarette, which looked like it had just been lit , as if nothing had happened . My wife was standing far away from the man , her back to him... What a charade! 　　"Why is it taking so long?" the man asked first, clearly trying to intimidate me and prevent me from suspecting anything . 　　"Damn! What kind of shoes is your wife wearing? She looks like an old lady with bound feet the whole way. If I let her walk barefoot, she complains it her feet!" I replied irritably. 　　"Then why didn't you help her?" the man said, feigning reproach. 'Help? I not only helped your wife, I hugged her, and I fucked her!' I thought fiercely. 　　"Let's start then! Let's take more pictures." The man stood up, threw away his cigarette butt, and said. 　　I took the camera, walked to my wife, and deliberately said, "We won't take any more pictures. We'll just get intimate later ." "Okay!" my wife replied, her voice trembling slightly with nervousness. I understood, I understood everything. There was nothing more to say. You slept with this man, and I slept with his wife anyway! It's better not to make things clear between us . This is fine! We're even! 　　I started taking pictures of the two of them. This time, they directly inserted their penises into their vaginas for me to photograph; it was all about sex. While I was taking pictures, I kept glancing back at my wife. Sure enough, I saw her crouching on the ground to the side, her hand constantly touching something between her legs. Tch! She was trying to remove semen! She must have just had semen her vagina and was trying to prevent it from dripping onto her legs. 　　The two of them posed in various sexual positions for me to photograph while they started thrusting repeatedly. The man seemed very excited. "Feels good, doesn't it? Your wife's vagina is slippery, isn't it? Lots of water, right? 　　Hmph! It's all my semen inside! Keep thrusting, keep thrusting!" I cursed inwardly. 　　Finally, the man ejaculated with a low groan… Damn! He just ejaculated inside my wife's vagina, and he can still ejaculate so quickly? Impressive! I couldn't help but secretly admire him. 　　I put down my camera and walked over to my wife. She looked at me nervously. I said, "Let's get intimate !" My wife, a little guilty and nervous, replied repeatedly, "Mmm, mmm." I turned my wife's body around, making her bend over with her buttocks raised high, her vulva facing me. I moistened my erect penis with the vaginal fluid around her labia (mostly that man's semen), and gently inserted it along her vulva. Damn! My little brother slid completely into my wife's vagina without any effort. It was definitely been fucked by that man. 　　As I thrust in and out, the scene of that man fucking my wife kept flashing through my mind. Strangely, I didn't feel that anger. Instead, a very stimulating feeling kept surging up and acting on my little brother, making it even harder and more sensitive. 　　"Aren't you coming to watch?" I suddenly felt like a thug, calling for the two of . They did come over and stood aside watching us have sex, occasionally letting out lewd laughs. "So beautiful! So pretty! So exciting!" the man kept praising, then half -jokingly said, "Could your wife touch my penis? Let me feel it too!" Damn , he was clearly saying that to my wife! That's how women are; once they've been with someone, they don't care anymore. Hearing this, she didn't show any panic at all; she clearly wanted to do it. Damn it! 　　I'll go for it! Everyone knows what's going on, but no one says it outright. 　　'It's better not to say it outright; it's more fun to play dumb!' Thinking this, I casually replied, "Okay! 　　Honey, you hold his penis and perform." "Oh!" my wife mechanically responded, seemingly a little embarrassed. She's really good at pretending to be innocent! I could tell from her reaction that she thought I didn't know she had already , which made me even more excited! I grabbed my wife's hand and placed it on the man's penis, and my wife naturally grasped it in her hand. 　　Soon, I orgasmed before a hundred thrusts, ejaculating into my wife's vagina. When I pulled out my penis , my wife was still holding that man's penis in her hand, what a slut! 　　After this incident, we organized several more outdoor photo shoots, becoming increasingly uninhibited, but neither of us ever suggested swapping sex partners, even though we practically did. However, we all agreed on one bottom line: we couldn't use our own cameras when taking pictures of each other. 　　Later, when we traveled together, we even shared a single room, the four of us sleeping together. No one mentioned swapping, but we went even further than that. We indulged ourselves together in hotels…

We showered together, made love together, and took turns having sex with each other's partners—it was so much fun!
When we slept in the same big bed, sometimes I would sleep in the middle with the two women

on either side, and the man would sleep next to the other woman; sometimes we would switch, with him in the middle, the two women on either side of him, and me

next to one of the women. Of course, all four of us were completely naked when we slept together.

Whoever came over would get penetrated, and even when we were having sex with each other's wives, the other would come over and penetrate us, two penises forced into the same

vagina—it felt amazing!
Or when I was having sex with my wife, he would come over and make her suck his penis. We were very unrestrained.

My wife and his woman, in this situation, had clearly become typical sluts, very natural,

very submissive, without any shame.
As time went on, we would talk about our first swap, reminiscing about it as a happy topic.
It turned out that they had planned to swap partners long ago. He had convinced his wife

to have sex with me in a very clever way. When his wife and I left to get something, he walked over to my

wife and started chatting. He said my wife was a little nervous, and he politely advised her to relax and not be nervous.

Afterward he shared some "philosophies of life," and then, as the conversation progressed, he slowly moved closer to my wife.
It turns out that when a man and a woman, complete strangers, stand naked together, only a few centimeters apart,

both of their sex hormones rise. This is an animal instinct; opposites are naturally attracted to each other,

especially standing naked at close range.
He said that later, while chatting, he tidied my wife's hair—a very effective and ruthless move! My wife clearly

felt his rapid breathing, a sound that easily stimulates sexual desire. Then he began gently

stroking my wife's back, saying she was trembling slightly. He asked if she was cold, and then gently pulled

her into his arms. My wife trembled even more, and he feigned surprise, asking her what was wrong? Was she uncomfortable? Was she sick

? This gentle concern completely disarmed my wife.
He held my wife tightly, stroking her hair, back, waist, and down to her buttocks. His

penis . My wife was completely in a daze,

like a puppet, letting him control her... The rest is history. He had sex with my wife,

ejaculating inside her within minutes. He said my wife had remained still throughout the entire act,

only becoming aware of him at the moment of his ejaculation, writhing and trying to stop him from withdrawing.
Afterwards, he frantically searched for toilet paper to wipe her vulva, but he hadn't brought any. It was

then realized she had just had sex with this stranger. Feeling semen running down her thighs

, she quickly squatted down and scooped it out of her vagina, which is why I heard him say, "Use my

underwear to wipe it."
When my wife mentioned this, she said she was stunned and didn't know what to do.

She couldn't remember how he penetrated her, how he fucked her, or how he ejaculated. She only felt a warm current flow into her vagina, which felt

very comfortable, and she instinctively started to move her body. But she was still aware that this man had slept with her and was very scared,

afraid that she would be furious if I found out.
That was the end of it, but I never told my wife that

when I accompanied his wife to pick up some things that night, we had actually made love on the way. Men, it's better to be a little mysterious, so that your wife always

feels like she owes you something...
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