From Rejection to Success: My True Story of Wife Swapping

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First, I want to clarify that this isn't purely erotic fiction, so it might be a bit

wordy. However, if you're like me, trying it for the first time, or haven't tried it yet but are planning to,

you might find this article worth reading patiently.

I came across the concept of swapping quite early (though I actually implemented it much later).

I first saw the term "swapping" in a magazine and learned in detail what it meant.

Although the article criticized this behavior, it completely captivated me. To put it simply,

I suddenly really wanted my girlfriend and I to experience something like that; to put it bluntly, I really

wanted to see my girlfriend doing that kind of thing in bed with another man.

Here I feel I need to explain something. Back then, my girlfriend (who is now my wife) and I

were both college students, haha, and we weren't that old either, both 25. (Haha,

I hope you won't criticize us for being a decadent generation.) My girlfriend and I were each other's first love; she

hadn't been with any other men besides me. But maybe because of this, I lacked a sense of comparison, so

I often imagined what it would be like for my girlfriend to be with other men.

To be honest, we met in high school and fell in love in college. My girlfriend gave people around her a very pure

feeling. She wasn't tall (1.60m) and looked petite. Even now, people often

mistake her for a high school student. I remember once I accompanied her to the hairdresser; she was carrying a backpack, and

everyone in the shop thought she was a high school student, making me feel like I was being tricked. (Haha, maybe it's because I look more

mature ). Also, her skin was very fair. Although I didn't think she was particularly beautiful, many people

thought my girlfriend looked very pleasant, perhaps most importantly because she looked young. Well,

to sum it up, she's the kind of girl from the Jiangnan region, a refined and demure young lady, giving off

a gentle and innocent vibe. I hope you don't think I'm being long-winded; you

'll see why as you read on.

Back then, I often teased my girlfriend, saying that while she seemed so pure and ladylike to others,

who would guess that we'd done everything, and who would imagine the

difference between her in bed and in everyday life? Hehe, my girlfriend would often laugh at my teasing; after all, women like to hear compliments.

As for things in bed, as long as it was with me, she didn't care much, since she still loved me very much.

Perhaps some readers will share my sentiment, hoping to see a contrast in their wives—someone who's

elegant in public and domestic in private, hehe. But back then, my girlfriend really didn't know anything, she was like

a child; I had to teach her everything in bed (it was very fulfilling). Okay, enough of

that. Now, let's get to the main point.

Back then, I thought how exciting it would be to let others see the contrast in my girlfriend's personality.

The feeling was indescribable; I became obsessed with it, to the point that my frequent sexual

fantasies revolved around her having sex with other people.

Of course, having thoughts leads to action, but back then I was still in university, and this kind of thing wasn't as "

common . For example, back then, when I used the QQ username "wife swapping," I only got four results, but

if you tried it now, there would be countless… So I ultimately didn't know how to communicate. One time,

my girlfriend were having sex, and we talked about two of our best friends, who were also boyfriend and girlfriend, and we were very

close. When we talked about that girl, I honestly gave my opinion of her, but she

was really pretty. My girlfriend jokingly asked if I liked other girls and wanted to have sex with them. I

admitted it, and my girlfriend called me a pervert.

Later, I don't know how the conversation went, but we ended up talking about swapping partners. Near the final climax,

I suddenly said to my girlfriend, "Can we have them join in too?" My girlfriend was probably excited too, so she said

okay . I said I'd call them right now, but I was probably too excited and I

ejaculated… After resting for a bit, I talked to my girlfriend about it again while lying in bed. But when I brought it up again,

she suddenly looked surprised and said, "You're not really going to do this, are you?" I said yes.

She then gave me a good scolding, saying that it was okay to talk about such things, but it was absolutely impossible for her to actually do them, because she

only loved me and would never allow me to be with anyone else. And that

was the end . [First published by Happy White-Collar Workers, please indicate the source when reprinting]

??? Hehe, readers might be disappointed by this point, thinking, "What the hell is this?

There's nothing here." Here, I want to tell you the truth. I don't know how others started, but my wife and I

's first time swapping was definitely not as simple as some online accounts portray. There were too many twists and turns, and

I just want to explain the whole process clearly. After all, from our initial contact to gradual acceptance and finally implementation,

it took us almost six years. Just think about how much emotional journey we went through. But I

can assure you that if you read on patiently, you'll find what you're looking for, because I

don't want to omit anything from my experience.

Getting back to the point, some of you might be struggling with this: you really want to experience swapping, but

your partner absolutely refuses. I went through that phase too. After that, I tried

to talk to my girlfriend about it several times, but she firmly rejected me each time. Later, it got to the point where

she would get angry whenever I brought it up, and even threatened to break up a few times. I can't blame her, because in her mind, her

body is incredibly precious; she only wants to give herself to me. Forcing her to do it with someone else would

mean I don't love her anymore. So, friends, be careful! Never force this. When a woman still

thinks this way, pushing her is like playing with fire. Of course, I was afraid too, so I stopped

asking her.

But I still really want to, so what should I do? So I kept my distance for a while, and during that time

I never asked her to switch places with me again. But during that time, I did most of my time communicating with her.

I shared some of my thoughts and feelings with her, explaining that it wasn't that I didn't love her, but rather that these were

expressions . However, I was also troubled, so I hoped she could understand. I even used homosexuality as an analogy, saying it

's just a sexual orientation (my girlfriend is quite accepting and tolerant of homosexuality, maybe because she reads too many comics,

haha ). Everyone has their own hobbies, just like interests; some people like stamps, some like

collecting coins, and we can't simply say that it's wrong.

Gradually, my girlfriend probably felt so sorry for me that she wasn't as vehemently

opposed as she had initially. But she made a pact with me: it's okay to talk about it, but it absolutely cannot be done. (I don't know if

you've ever felt this way, but in the process of persuading someone, the reasoning doesn't have to be perfect, but it has to resonate

with them . Like when I used homosexuality as an analogy, my girlfriend immediately understood why I had such thoughts and

couldn't control myself, haha, but she's not a lesbian. So, you have to be specific in your persuasion of your wife

; that's my biggest lesson.) But don't let my simple explanation fool you; this stage lasted

for a full six years until we actually started exchanging partners.

Later, something else significantly impacted my girlfriend: after we graduated and started working, we

didn't see each other as often as before, and naturally, "that kind of thing" became less convenient. It depended on our work

schedules . Although we lived in the same city, work required us to squeeze in time to meet. Sometimes, when business got busy

, we wouldn't see each other for a month or two. Even though we didn't see each other, we missed each other terribly. Since we missed

each other , we also missed "that kind of thing," but sometimes we really couldn't meet. So what did we do?

I'm sure many readers have had this experience: we took care of ourselves—masturbated. My girlfriend knew that I had to do this because

I couldn't see her, and she felt sorry for me (what a good wife!). She would try to find ways to alleviate

my longing for her.

One night, we were talking on the phone, whispering to each other, and I suddenly felt an overwhelming longing. Hearing her

soft voice on the other end, my penis involuntarily became erect. So I told my girlfriend. She

chuckled after hearing this, and I said, "What are you laughing at? I miss you so much!" She softly said, "Then you

should do it yourself, don't make yourself sick." I casually replied, "No, you're not here, it

won't be as comfortable as when you're here." (Actually, I was just saying it casually; I knew I'd still do it afterward

.) But to my surprise, she was silent for a moment and then whispered, "Then I'll keep you company." (My girlfriend

is very shy, so even though we've done it many times, she still gets embarrassed when it comes to this kind of thing.)

I got excited and asked her how she would keep me company. She said she'd listen on the other end of the phone.

??? Then I started doing it myself over the phone while whispering sweet nothings to her. To be honest, it

was really exciting, like she was right there beside me, keeping me company. As we were doing it, I suddenly had a whim and asked her to say something exciting

to stimulate me. My girlfriend hadn't experienced this before, so she naturally didn't know what to say. So I

encouraged her to say something about exchanging things. She initially refused, but couldn't resist me, and eventually said a few

words here there. Because she had never been involved in swapping before, she naturally couldn't talk about it. She

mostly what we did together, but I felt this was a huge improvement.

After this, we gradually developed a "storytelling" habit. When we couldn't meet,

she would talk about swapping (of course, we were the main characters), to help me during masturbation.

After

a while, and with me offering some pointers (usually about swapping articles I'd seen online), my girlfriend could now naturally tell a complete "story."

You might think this is nothing special, but what I want to say is that it's a huge improvement for a "little girl" who was inherently averse to

this kind of thing, shy, and unwilling to talk about it (admittedly, my girlfriend really

gave off that impression in many ways) to be

able . And through repeated communication with my girlfriend, I discovered that time truly is a panacea; my

girlfriend has unknowingly stopped resisting swapping. The most important manifestation of this was when we discussed

the swapping again. When I asked her if she felt more comfortable with swapping or a threesome, she surprisingly said she could accept

a threesome because she didn't want to see me with someone else. This truly marked a turning point, because from then on,

we had no more obstacles in discussing this matter, laying a solid ideological

foundation for the future implementation of the swapping. However, friends, don't think it's all easy now. This took me five years, and

during , my girlfriend became my wife.

The preceding preamble might have been a bit long, I hope you understand. I just wanted to

present all my experiences truthfully, to provide some reference for some friends.

During the time my girlfriend and I were engaged in this "ideological tug-of-war," I met a friend.

Like many articles, we met online. What should I call him? I'll call him

Brother Fa here, because he's older than me, and my wife was amazed when she met him, exclaiming that he looked like Chow Yun-fat. (To be honest,

I don't think he looks like Chow Yun-fat; he's probably more muscular, haha.) Brother Fa was also

the person ; we'd known each other for about three years.

You might be surprised again, thinking this has taken a long time. But I want to say that only time can

truly prove a person's character and sincerity. I've also met several people who claimed to be interested in swapping partners, but

they all immediately asked for photos, then disappeared after I sent them. Some were even more outrageous, asking for photos of us in bed! So I

was very cautious in this regard, and in the end, time proved that only Brother Fa was genuinely interested in developing a relationship with us.

Brother Fa is exactly 30 this year. When we first met, I was still in university, and Brother Fa had just gotten married.

We connected through a forum by chance. At that time, Brother Fa, like me, was also troubled by his wife's

disapproval , and a sense of camaraderie brought us together. Initially, we would occasionally

greet each other online, gradually discussing our views on swapping, and it was only after sharing our respective struggles that we truly

came together. Back then, Brother Fa even advised me that since I wasn't married yet, swapping partners with my girlfriend wasn't appropriate, and told

me to think it over.

So I felt this person was very genuine, and that proved to be true. During that time, we poured out our troubles

and worries to each other, exchanged our views on wife-swapping, and gradually developed into someone we could talk to about anything. Although we

had never met in person, the trust between us was built up slowly over time. Even my

job choice after graduation was based on Fa-ge's advice. (By the way, Fa-ge is the planning director,

young and promising!) I'll only briefly mention the many heart-to-heart talks we had. Here, I just want to clarify one point: Fa

-ge never asked me to send photos or videos; those things only happened after we met in person.

[First published on Happy White-Collar, please indicate the source when reprinting

] After numerous failures, I felt that finding someone online to swap partners was like finding a needle in a haystack.

I didn't expect that when I told Fa Ge (Brother Fa), he felt the same way. Then he suddenly said, "If you trust me,

why don't we swap?" I was overjoyed. I'd always considered Fa Ge a friend and

hadn't really thought about it that way. So we immediately agreed. However, even though we agreed, we faced

two problems: First, neither of us had ever swapped partners before, and we didn't know what would

happen . Second, neither of us had convinced our wives. The first

problem was manageable, but the second one was a real challenge. So we agreed that we would each try to convince the other's wife until we succeeded,

but if we couldn't, we could still be friends. Honestly, I was really grateful for Fa Ge's

understanding . Later, I slowly worked on convincing my wife. (First published by Happy White-Collar,

please indicate the source when reprinting

) At the end of last year, I received good news from Brother Fa. He said his wife had finally agreed, after

a lot of effort . Actually, it was quite simple: Brother Fa told his wife that next year he would be thirty, and he didn't want anything

except a swapping experience as a 30th birthday gift (…). His wife couldn't resist his daily persuasion

and finally agreed. I was so envious when I heard this, and

happy for Brother Fa having such a wonderful wife. However, while I've made great progress, putting it into practice is honestly

quite difficult…

??? I was anxious, but Brother Fa comforted me, saying there was no rush, he had a year to prepare.

I was unsure; who knew if I could convince my wife in a year? Then Brother Fa

gave me another suggestion, saying I could try his method with his wife. I thought that might be a good idea, but I

'm not thirty yet… Sometimes people need a little pressure; with pressure, you can come up with all sorts of ideas.

Following Brother Fa's advice, I suddenly had an inspiration. Next year will be my tenth anniversary with my wife;

could I use that as a starting point? Although I thought this way, to be honest, I wasn't really confident, so I

told Brother Fa about my thoughts and asked for his advice. Brother Fa only said that these things can't be forced, and to take things as they come,

telling me not to put too much pressure on my wife, while also giving me some advice and suggestions. (To be honest, I was really

grateful for Brother Fa's sincerity.)

Without further ado, from then on, I focused on the theme of our tenth anniversary, frequently discussing with my

wife how to celebrate. Of course, there were some tricks involved; for example, while discussing things with my wife, I

would try my best to fulfill her wishes, but whenever she asked, I would always avoid mentioning them (this was also Brother

Fa's advice). Over time, I realized that to celebrate, I had granted my wife no fewer than ten wishes, while

not mentioning anything to her myself. My wife was, of course, happy, because of work, I didn't spend much time with her anyway,

and this made up for it somewhat. But naturally, she felt she owed me a lot

(because she loves me very much, haha). But that was exactly the effect I wanted to achieve.

2008 was an extraordinary year for China, and it was also an extraordinary

year . With the Olympics approaching, I was promoted due to my outstanding work performance;

I was doing very well. When I told my wife about the promotion when I got home that day, she was naturally overjoyed,

shouting like a child that she wanted to celebrate with me properly. I was also in a good mood, but I didn't agree to the

celebration , giving the usual reasons that a man should prioritize family and career, and that this was normal and nothing to celebrate.

My wife was unhappy, saying that we had agreed to celebrate our tenth anniversary this year, but so far I had been the one accompanying

her and fulfilling her requests, while I hadn't asked for anything myself. This time, it was such a big event, and she

insisted on a proper celebration.

I felt the time was right, but I was still unsure if asking her for something like that would work,

so I didn't really agree. This made my wife anxious, and she started pleading with me, saying things like, "Good husband, sweet husband,

just ask for anything, and I'll definitely give it to you," and so on. Looking at my wife's innocent face, I hesitated to say

it, but considering we'd prepared for so long, I couldn't just give up. So, I gritted my teeth and

brought up my desire to make the exchange, saying that if she really wanted to grant me one wish, she'd

agree to let me do it once. Sure enough, disappointment appeared on my wife

's face. She said, "Why do you still want to?" But I noticed a change in her. She didn't immediately

and firmly . I secretly thought I had a chance, so I launched a romantic offensive, explaining that what I was

doing was a way of showing my love for her, and that it had always been my wish, so why wouldn't she accommodate me just this once?

Perhaps it was because I had laid the groundwork beforehand, and because my wife genuinely

felt she hadn't done enough for me in preparation for our tenth anniversary, coupled with my years of subtly instilling the idea of an exchange, that I clearly

felt her defenses were starting to crumble. Over the next few days, I intensified my efforts,

even directly talking to my wife. Persistence paid off, and finally, during a long talk in bed,

my wife reluctantly agreed to my request.

I was overjoyed; my years of effort had finally yielded results. However,

my wife told me that she only agreed to this to satisfy me, because she couldn't imagine

herself doing "that" with anyone else. Of course, I was incredibly grateful to my wife, and the next few days

were wonderful, like a second honeymoon. Regarding the exchange of partners, my wife only said...

"As long as I'm satisfied, that's fine," my wife said. But that wouldn't do. After my repeated requests, my wife made one request:

the man had to be handsome. (Thankfully, Fa-ge met this requirement later, otherwise I don't know when

I'd find someone I could trust and who my wife would also find handsome).

Similarly, I immediately told Fa-ge the news, and then we began meticulously

planning the exchange. The first thing we agreed on was that neither of us should tell

the other's wife about our relationship, lest they immediately think we were in cahoots. (Although we were indeed in cahoots.)

Then we decided to meet first before deciding whether to continue the relationship. This was my suggestion; Fa

-ge was quite understanding. He said meeting first was necessary; we'd have a meal together to get to know each other, without doing

anything else. If we were satisfied, we could discuss the next steps; if not, we could just be friends.

Here I must admit I did have some ulterior motives. I won't go into my wife's standards,

but I consider myself quite handsome and have never lacked suitors. So, just in case the other person's appearance

didn't meet our expectations, we needed to have a backup plan. (Brother Fa, please don't blame me if you see this).

So, we agreed to have dinner together at Sasa Restaurant on Hengshan Road one day, and naturally, we'd split the bill.

My wife and I inevitably had to engage in a lot of persuasion, and convincing her to go required a lot of arguments to

support all my actions. I won't go into details here, but in the end

, my wife agreed to have dinner and meet them. I told her the other person was just a couple we met online. On that day, it was a

weekend, and we were a bit late due to traffic. However, Brother Fa had made the reservation,

so after arriving, we told the waiter our names and were led directly to Brother Fa's table. To be honest, the restaurant was very nice,

with a high-class atmosphere and elegant ambiance. The pleasant music and soft lighting created a very comfortable feeling.

While the waiter was leading us around, I observed the other diners. Since everyone was eating, I couldn't

immediately identify them. It wasn't until the waiter led us to a corner table that I realized

who Brother Fa and his partner were.

Before we even got close, they stood up to greet us. After exchanging greetings, we quickly recognized each other

, and Brother Fa naturally invited us to sit down. What followed was ordering food, chatting, and eating. I thought that since

Brother Fa and I had known each other for a while, we would be the main conversation during the meal. But who knew that

after we met, it turned out that Brother Fa's wife was the one in charge. Their conversation started simply: his wife saw

my wife's phone and exclaimed how much she liked it (my wife's phone is a limited

edition Hello Kitty phone that I specially asked someone to bring back from Hong Kong; my wife treasures it). Then came the conversation about where she bought it,

how it was, and how she wanted to buy one too. Later, the two of them really started chatting, from cosmetics

to clothing, from fashion trends to movie stars. They even discovered they had a lot in common, so they basically

ignored the two men. Of course, we were happy to have some peace and quiet, just exchanging smiles and playing along to

maintain a pleasant atmosphere.

Overall, the dinner was very relaxed and enjoyable, like a

gathering of two close friends. There wasn't a hint of anything sexual in it. During the meal, we

learned Fa-ge's wife is 27, his junior from university (they were also a campus couple!), and like my wife, she

works in finance. (Because of this, they had a lot to talk about, lamenting how hard their work and exams were,

and saying they'd take the exams together next time and make a fortune... without even considering who's the main breadwinner!)

They haven't had children yet (which is quite normal), and they own a three-bedroom apartment in

the city . They even invited us to visit sometime. Haha, at that moment, I was thinking, "If we actually go, I wonder

what we'll do!" The meal lasted a long time, and we ordered an extra bottle of red wine, drinking quite heartily. Gradually,

we men started talking more, joining their conversation. The four of us were truly enjoying ourselves

like longtime friends.

) At this point, Fa-ge and I both realized that, judging from their behavior, things were looking promising.

During dinner, Fa-ge and I went to the restroom for a smoke. Since my wife was present, we couldn't be too direct, but now was the perfect

opportunity . Fa-ge handed me a Zhonghua cigarette and said, "You're lucky, kid. You always say your wife isn't pretty

. Tell me the truth, how old is your wife? Is she still in school?" I said, "I swear, you can check her ID if you don't believe me."

At this point, Fa-ge confessed that he felt a surge of desire whenever he saw my wife, and he couldn't imagine what such a seemingly innocent young girl would be like in bed. I was amused and said I'd give him a chance to see her someday

. That's how we basically reached an agreement. [First published by Happy White-Collar Worker, please indicate source when reprinting] ??? You might be wondering why we didn't discuss Fa-ge's wife. Hehe, I don't think it's necessary , because I think Fa-ge knew from the beginning that I wouldn't refuse his wife, because, hehe, she really is beautiful, much prettier than my wife. Chow Yun-fat's wife (let's call her Yan, because of her name , haha) has a very outstanding figure. Unlike my wife, who is petite and delicate, Yan's figure is definitely more like a devil's. She's also very pleasant to look at. Her oval face and small mouth left a , because when we met, I wondered what oral sex would feel like (please don't scold me). Her face shape and mouth are similar to my wife's, but her eyes are much larger and she's very good at using her eyes to seduce. Perhaps Yan herself didn't do it, but to others, it definitely looked like she was trying to seduce. To put it another way, her overall impression is similar to that of the South Korean singer Cai Yan. We enjoyed the meal, but because we had agreed beforehand, we went home separately afterward. However, both women exchanged contact information, saying they would stay in touch. When I got home, I asked my wife how she felt. She thought the couple was easy to get along with and didn't seem to have any aversion to them. Next, I cautiously asked her what she thought of Chow Yun-fat. My wife said he's quite handsome and tall (Chow Yun-fat said he's 186cm), and quite muscular (probably because he goes to the gym often), which is her type. I was delighted.

Since my wife didn't object to Fa-ge, things became much easier. I then

asked my wife for her opinion again about the idea of exchanging partners with Fa-ge. She didn't say anything; although she didn't show any joy, I

knew she agreed, though she still had some reservations. The same went for Fa-ge; I had convinced him

, and everything was ready except for setting a date.

Fa-ge and I planned our next meeting in detail online. I always felt that if we were going to do something, we should

consider everything carefully. Finally, we agreed on a few points: First, the location would be Fa-ge's house, because we always felt unsafe

outside . Second, all four of us needed recent health certificates. At first, I

thought this was unnecessary, but then I realized it was responsible to both ourselves and others, so

I agreed. Third, neither of us could force the other to do anything they didn't want to do, mainly to avoid upsetting

the woman and causing a breakup. We agreed that as long as we could convince the other's wife and get her consent,

everything would be fine, and we wouldn't interfere too much. I thought about it and it did include

a lot , like using condoms, but discussing it with each other saved us a lot of trouble. After that

, it was just a matter of smaller details. We considered almost everything, and then we set a date for the first

weekend after National Day (because both of us men had to work overtime during the holiday)

. A few days later, I took a moment to explain the situation to my wife. She seemed quite unhappy

, but since she had already agreed, she didn't object much. There were still

three , but I had already started preparing well in advance—of course, I was

preparing to conserve my energy and ammunition. Hehe, later my husband told me that he had been preparing for even longer,

a whole month without firing a single shot, which I greatly admired.

Finally, the appointed day arrived. A couple of days ago, Yan had already told my wife online that she invited us to go out

today . After sleeping in late, I carefully prepared myself. My husband and I each took a shower before leaving

the house . I shaved and groomed myself thoroughly. (Don't laugh at me, friends;

it was my first time, so I had to prepare carefully. I'm sure you all did the same, haha.)

Because I was busy preparing, I didn't pay attention to my wife, but I knew she must have prepared carefully as well

. When we were both ready, I noticed that my wife looked especially beautiful today. Although she was dressed

in her usual innocent style—a white fitted shirt with a sleeveless black vest, a

dark red bow tie, and a dark red plaid midi skirt (the kind that reaches the knees

, a bit like the school uniform skirts in Japanese manga—my wife especially likes this

style, but I don't know what to call it, haha)—it all complemented each other perfectly. It was clear that my wife had put a lot of thought into her outfit

, so I couldn't help but compliment her a few times. Naturally, my wife was much happier after hearing that.

It was already 4 PM when we arrived at Fa Ge's house. Yan was preparing dinner, dressed casually in a

tracksuit , but judging from her makeup and the contents of the meal, they had clearly put a lot of thought into it. After putting down

the gifts, my wife went into the kitchen to help, while Fa Ge and I sat in the living room smoking and chatting. We probably both knew what was going on,

so we kept quiet about what would happen that evening, mainly just watching financial news to pass the time. Dinner was ready

, and everyone enjoyed it. As usual, we drank red wine. My wife seemed to have had a bit too much; her flushed

cheeks gave her a charmingly innocent look. Yan's alcohol tolerance was okay, but under the influence of alcohol,

her eyes became even more alluring and captivating.

We had a very enjoyable meal, chatting about everything under the sun. Fa Ge was particularly good at telling jokes, and

before we knew it, it was 8 PM. Because of the great atmosphere at the table, Fa Ge glanced at the clock and casually

said Why don't you stay out tonight? The house is big, and it'll be convenient." Actually,

everyone knew the subtext of those words, but it wouldn't be good not to say it explicitly. So I playfully slashed my

wife, and her face turned bright red, all the way down to her neck, making her look even more pitiful.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, I said, "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Fa. I'm sorry to have bothered you tonight." (Hehe,

always the polite words. Later, Brother Fa told me that the moment he saw my wife's outfit that day, his lower body became aroused, and he was practically unable to

control himself . He ate the whole meal while in a state of arousal. I said, "I felt the same way when I saw Yan

, hehe.") [First published by Happy White-Collar, please indicate the source when reprinting]

??? The two women needed to tidy up a bit, so Brother Fa and I went to the study to look at the computer and research foreign exchange. To be

honest I didn't know what I was thinking at that moment. I had been looking forward to it for so long, but now that it was almost time to do it

, I felt a little lost. Looking at the foreign exchange index, my mind was racing. At this point, Yan came over and asked if I wanted to take a shower first,

and if I had brought any change of clothes. I

could only say that I had showered before leaving, but Shanghai in October is neither too cold nor too hot, so I decided to take a shower anyway, mainly because I didn't want Yan to feel uncomfortable.

When I went into the bathroom, Yan gave me a pair of big shorts (the kind used for playing basketball), saying they were new, bought by Fa Ge but

I hadn't had .

I laughed and asked why I didn't have a shirt. Yan smiled, and we chatted for a while, but then we suddenly ran out of things to say. To be

honest, I felt incredibly awkward during that one-on-one conversation, and I was really worried about whether I would be able to get

an erection properly. After a while of silence, Yan, seeing that there was nothing more to say, said, "Go ahead and shower," and left. I

quickly showered and went out, still wearing my own short-sleeved shirt, thinking it probably wouldn't be too dirty

since I had just changed. Yan was the only one in the living room, so I went into the study. Fa Ge wasn't there, and I didn't see my wife either. I

went back to the living room and asked Yan where my wife was. Yan was about to take a shower, and for some reason, I felt an awkward atmosphere when

we were alone together.

She simply mentioned that my wife had also gone to shower. (Fa Ge's house has two bathrooms; I

showered in the guest bathroom, so my wife must have showered in the master bathroom.) I said "Oh," and casually asked about Fa Ge.

Yan didn't say anything; perhaps she sensed something was making her awkward. After a five-second pause,

I thought she hadn't heard me clearly and wasn't going to ask again, but then she suddenly whispered, "Give me..."

Yun (let's assume this is what they call my wife) went to deliver a change of clothes.

My head suddenly went blank, I felt suffocated,

and my heart was pounding. I tried my best to act normal, after all, Yan had just brought me clothes, and we weren't

doing anything wrong. I said "Oh," and then pretended to wander towards the master bedroom. When I went in, I only saw Fa Ge's

clothes thrown on the bed. He seemed to be in a real hurry. My wife only had stockings and a

vest neatly folded beside her. I could hear water running in the bathroom, but I couldn't distinguish any other sounds. I

really don't know what I was thinking at that moment; hearing the water running through the bathroom made me feel indescribable.

I was also wondering why

my wife let Fa Ge in. Later, my wife told me that when Yan asked her to go to the master bedroom to shower, she was looking for my clothes, saying she would bring them in. After bringing them in, she

didn't come out until my wife was about to go in to shower, so she assumed I had showered with Yan

. Later, she went into the bathroom, feeling a bit unhappy. The door was locked, but after she

was halfway undressed, Brother Fa suddenly came in, saying he was bringing my wife some clothes. My wife was naturally scared;

it was first time being exposed to another man, and she didn't know what to do.

Then Brother Fa told my wife that Yan had already showered with me, so why didn't they shower together too? My wife

said she really didn't know what to do at the time, and she didn't see Brother Fa leave, but the thought of showering with

someone else what they might do made her feel a pang of jealousy, so she didn't refuse. Later, my wife said

that she probably wanted to make me jealous, so from the moment she agreed to shower with Brother Fa, she deliberately obeyed

him, doing whatever he asked. This is something that bothered me afterwards, but Brother Fa later

told me that he and Yan had agreed to tie us up separately while we showered, which would be the start of the exchange. He didn't know that after he went into

my wife's bathroom, Yan would come out out of embarrassment, which explained why Yan was

so obviously embarrassed when she brought me the pants.

What Brother Fa and my wife did in the bathroom, I believe everyone can guess. However, there was one thing:

they didn't do it in the bathroom. I don't know why, but my wife said that Fa Ge never seemed to want to

penetrate her. My wife couldn't possibly have asked for it herself, could

she? Fa Ge and my wife took a very long time showering (maybe it's just my imagination)

. When Yan finished showering, they still weren't done. I looked at Yan, who was wearing a silk nightgown,

very . I believe she realized I knew, and she felt a little embarrassed. Honestly

, I felt awkward and didn't know how to start. At the same time, I could hear the sound of water in the bathroom, and the thought of my wife

showering with someone else, that intertwined feeling, was really exciting.

Suddenly, I made a snap decision, grabbed Yan, and threw her onto the bed, feeling like I was going all in.

Yan seemed a little unwilling, and I knew it was our first time, so I didn't dare to be too forceful. My movements

naturally became gentle, and Yan stopped resisting and slowly began to cooperate with my actions. We kissed for a long time on

the bed, and Yan seemed less resistant to me, so I pulled her up, took off my shirt, and

sat a sofa chair next to us. Yan seemed to know what I wanted to do, but still seemed

hesitant. So I pulled her to my side, pointed to the bathroom, and said, "Your husband's like this, why don't you satisfy me

too?

" With a gentle push, I made her kneel in front of me. As Yan knelt, she seemed to understand,

stroking my lower body and slowly pulling down my pants, then putting her mouth on mine. To be honest, Yan's

oral sex skills were decent, but still a bit lacking compared to my wife. At this moment, Fa Ge and my wife came out. Fa Ge

was wearing beach shorts, and from a distance, you could see his erection sticking out prominently. Seeing my wife's

clothes I understood why Yan had only given me a pair of pants; the dress was on my wife, but because

it was a larger size and she's petite, it looked like a mini-dress. My wife's face was flushed,

I don't know if it was from the alcohol or the shower, but she looked incredibly alluring. When they came out,

Yan was using her mouth to stroke my penis.

My wife watched us for a while, and I didn't know what she was feeling at the time, but after a while, she

sat on the edge of the bed and helped Fa Ge take off his beach shorts, then started giving him oral sex. To be honest, watching my wife

give oral sex to someone else made me feel both bitter and excited. The moment she took off his beach shorts, I saw Fa Ge's penis,

and honestly, it was a size I envied. My wife could fully grasp it with one hand, and her mouth

couldn't . I only saw that my wife was giving him oral sex very seriously. First, she licked it all over like she was licking ice cream,

then she covered it completely with her mouth, while also using her hands to stroke it up and down, occasionally

licking . Fa Ge was probably enjoying it too much, and he kept making indistinct growls. Later

, he pushed my wife, and she lay down on the bed, her legs lifting up due to inertia. Fa Ge then took the opportunity

to pull down my wife's underwear. That's when I saw that my wife was wearing cartoon underwear, with a cartoon

pig's head printed on it.

I've always found it exciting that my wife likes to wear underwear like that; it gives me

that . Then, Fa Ge kept lifting my wife's legs and giving her oral sex, the kind where you

push her thighs up to her chest, knees bent, and her genitals completely exposed. It was obvious my wife was enjoying the

stimulation , and Fa Ge was very attentive, occasionally poking her genitals with his fingers.

At that point, I was a little distracted, so I said to Yan, "Why don't you give me a blowjob?" Yan's breasts are really

big, unlike my wife's, which are relatively small—I'm being honest. Yan then started diligently using

her breasts to give me a blowjob. At this point, I saw Fa Ge whisper something in my wife's ear, and I thought they

might be going to do it. I heard my wife say something like, "I've tried before," and then I saw Fa

Ge whisper something more, followed by a soft chuckle from my wife, then she nodded and got up.

After Chow Yun-fat got off my wife, he knelt down with his head down and his butt sticking out high, lying face down on the ground.

On the bed, in that rear-entry position, the woman was in a certain position. At first, I didn't react, but

then I saw my wife climb behind Fa Ge and adjust her semi-reclined position to make herself more comfortable. At that moment, my wife

glanced in my direction, her eyes filled with a seductive allure, which, combined with her innocent expression,

excited me immensely. It was that glance that suddenly made me realize what Fa Ge might want my wife to do. But before

I could react, my wife grabbed Fa Ge's buttocks and brought her face close. Clearly, I could see

her stick out her tongue and lick Fa Ge's anus, then, like licking a

cold , she repeatedly licked it from bottom to top, and from her expression, it was clear she was very focused.

I was incredibly aroused, because even I had never let my wife try this. As my wife licked

, her hand reached between Fa Ge's legs and grasped his genitals from behind, stroking them with her hand

. Afterwards, I asked my wife how she came up with the idea. She said Brother Fa taught her, but using a glove was something

she did involuntarily while licking. At this point, Yan, seeing my strong reaction, glanced at Brother Fa on the bed

and said, "How about I lick it for you too?" I was a little embarrassed and asked how. Yan said, "

Hold onto the bed, I'll kneel down and help you." So I held onto the bed, watching my wife

lick someone else's anus up close, while simultaneously enjoying being licked myself. After a while, Brother Fa turned around, kneeling on the bed

with his upper body straight, and my wife cooperated by bending down to continue giving him oral sex.

Watching this up close was incredibly stimulating, and Brother Fa's genitals were indeed very clear—

they were really big. My wife also performed the oral sex with extra effort. Suddenly, I heard Fa-ge's breathing become heavy.

When my wife spat out his glans, I could clearly see that the veins on his penis were bulging, and the glans was

as red as a blood-filled ping-pong ball (maybe a bit exaggerated, but it really was huge, haha). Yan whispered to my wife

, "He hasn't done it for a month, he can't take you like this, let him ejaculate first." My wife

smiled and said "Oh," and quickened her hand and mouth movements. At this moment, Fa-ge asked my wife

where , and my wife spat out his glans and said, "Whatever you want, or you can ejaculate on my hand." But Fa-ge

insisted, "I want to ejaculate on your face," and pressed

my wife down, making her lie face up, his penis aimed at her face. I knew that my wife was actually very afraid of being ejaculated on in the face, so she wanted to move away,

but she knew that a man can't stop when he's about to ejaculate, so she kept stroking Fa-ge's penis with her hand.

??? But just as my wife climbed up a little, and was halfway sitting up, Fa-ge ejaculated. Right

in front of me, my wife was sitting up when her face was directly facing Chow Yun-fat's genitals. His

first ejaculation landed directly on her face—very forcefully, quickly, and in large quantities. My wife was so startled

she screamed and instinctively froze. Then, as she screamed, a second

ejaculation

ejaculated many more times. I was really amazed at how much he could ejaculate. He kept

moving forward

I witnessed next was someone covering my wife's face with semen and forcing her to

perform oral sex on him with semen still on her face. Afterwards, my wife told me she didn't have time to react and was forced to drink a lot of semen

because there was so much. Even after it was in her mouth, she could feel his genitals dripping semen,

and she couldn't spit it out. That's when she was forced to drink so much. My wife has never liked drinking semen, which made

me feel both excited and uncomfortable when I heard this. Actually, it was supposed to be oral sex, but my wife barely moved;

it was mostly Fa-ge thrusting in and out of her mouth. After a while, Fa-ge pulled out, and my wife finally

let out a deep breath. I noticed that not only her face, but also her chest, shoulders, and hair were covered in semen.

At the time, I was puzzled as to why Fa-ge ejaculated without penetration. Later, during our conversation, I learned that in the bathroom,

he and my wife had basically done everything except penetration, and he hadn't ejaculated for almost a month. He's

naturally sensitive, and in the bathroom, he was already incredibly aroused. Plus, when he came out, he saw Yan giving

him oral sex, and my wife's oral sex skills are indeed very high, and she also uses her hands in conjunction. She also suddenly

became . So, all these factors combined led to him ejaculating after only a few thrusts from my wife. I thought to myself

, Fa-ge is really something; I couldn't hold back for a month. Although I had started storing up energy early,

I still couldn't resist and had sex with my wife during the National Day holiday.

After Brother Fa finished ejaculating, my wife and he lay down to rest (my wife mainly wanted to catch her breath, she was feeling suffocated).

At this point, I was really excited, so I started to penetrate Yan. Yan didn't resist and let me climb on

top of her. When I first penetrated her, she let out a soft "Ah," a very pleasant but loud sound.

This was different from my wife; perhaps because of her personality, she's always shy about making loud noises, even when things are going really

exciting , she just moans softly, but it's very charming. After a couple of thrusts, I saw my wife get

up and go to the bathroom. I knew she wanted to wash up, since having semen all over her face was quite uncomfortable.

Brother Fa watched for a while and then went into the bathroom too.

To be honest, I felt a little uncomfortable with them around, but one thing I was sure of was

my sex skills and duration. Because no matter what, if I wanted, I could always

control the duration of penetration to over an hour, so at that moment, I had a vengeful feeling that since they had ejaculated all over my wife's face, I

would make up for it by increasing the time. (This is no exaggeration; my wife often begs

for mercy after I've done her so much, but I really enjoy doing it for a long time. However, if I can't control myself, I ejaculate

in about ten minutes .) I was having sex with Yan for a long time, but I just didn't want to ejaculate. Yan's moans were very loud, which I think

greatly aroused Fa Ge in the bathroom. (Our conversation afterwards confirmed this.)

While I was having sex with Yan from behind, Fa Ge and my wife came out. They had indeed been showering for quite a while, but I was still engrossed in having sex with

Yan, though I kept wanting to get a good look at my wife (because I was facing away from the bathroom).

??? At that moment, I only heard my wife say, "Let's go next door, I feel a little uncomfortable." Then I heard them come out...

I heard the sound of the door closing, and when I turned around, they were no longer in the room. After they left, I felt a pang of

disappointment and became somewhat distracted. After a while, I felt an increasing

sense (I don't know if my description is accurate, but it's somewhat similar; anyone with similar experiences can share).

In a fit of anger, I became aggressive and began thrusting wildly into Yan, making her breasts

jiggle violently (because my wife's breasts aren't as large as Yan's, this jiggle

aroused me greatly). Her moans grew louder and louder, and finally, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated forcefully. I had intended to ejaculate into

Yan's mouth, but I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated inside her without pulling out.

Afterwards, we lay together to rest for a while and quickly washed up. Seeing that it was quite late,

I suggested we go to sleep. Yan agreed and fell asleep with me on their bed. My wife

and Fa Ge were probably sleeping in the guest room; they didn't come over all night. In the middle of the night, I had sex with Yan again because I kept

hearing the sound of a Simmons mattress in the next room. After waking up, I got excited and started doing it. This time, I timed it

well; I ejaculated during doggy style. Afterward, I even had Yan give me oral sex. [

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??? The alcohol and the excitement from the exertion made me sleep very soundly that night, until almost 1 PM.

(I can actually sleep a lot; I can sleep all day.) After getting dressed, I went out of the room. Fa Ge and my wife were having lunch,

both fully dressed, so you couldn't tell what had happened the night before. I asked Yan, and she said she

received a phone call in the morning and had to go out at 10 AM. After lunch, since there was nothing else to do, we said goodbye.

Fa Ge saw us downstairs and said to come visit often. I smiled and went home with my wife.

??? Thinking back on that day is incredibly exciting; every time I think about it, I

can't help but ejaculate quickly. Later, I asked my wife a lot of questions about what they did while I was away. At

first wouldn't tell, but she couldn't resist my pleading, and although she was shy, she eventually told me many details.

Of course, she probably already knew that if she hadn't told me, I could have found out from Fa-ge. There were also some things I

learned later:

After Fa-ge ejaculated the first time, my wife went into the bathroom to shower, and Fa-ge followed her in. My wife was initially

upset when she saw me having sex with her, and wanted to hide in the bathroom for a while, but after Fa-ge came in, he started washing her. My wife

didn't really care; she'd already showered once and then been covered in his semen, so she felt a bit resigned

(that's her exact words), and asked Fa-ge to help her shower again. After Fa-ge finished washing her, naturally, at

his request, she washed his penis again (it had already been washed the first time they showered together ). My wife told me that his penis, which had been a little soft, slowly became

hard again while washing . After they finished washing, Fa-ge actually asked, "Is it clean?" The wife smiled and said it should be clean. Brother Fa then told his wife to check it carefully. After a while, she said she had checked and it was quite clean . Brother Fa then said, "Then taste it to see if it's still clean." The wife said she was amused by Brother Fa's words; he had been trying to get her to give him oral sex, and she had thought it really wasn't clean. So she diligently licked it, and while it was in her mouth, Brother Fa's penis became hard and erect. The oral sex was going well, but then Brother Fa said something. He said he needed to "pee" (Brother Fa's exact words). The wife spat it out, said "Oh," and said, "Then go 'pee' yourself" (also his exact words ). Then Brother Fa said he wanted to pee on his wife. The wife was startled (I was also startled, because I'd never tried this with my wife before) and immediately stood up, saying, "How can you do that?" Brother Fa tried to persuade her a few but couldn't convince her, so he didn't insist. After washing and touching for a while, my wife heard Yan's cries very loudly. She said she felt uncomfortable after hearing it. At this time, Fa Ge asked my wife to give him oral sex again . Without thinking much, she knelt down and started giving him oral sex. Although she was giving Fa Ge oral sex, all she could hear was Yan's cries, and she was preoccupied with what she was doing, so she didn't pay attention to Fa Ge. My wife said that later Fa Ge suddenly started groaning and his breathing became heavier, so she thought he might ejaculate again. She busied herself with her mouth and hands, and at this point, Fa Ge told her to keep her mouth covered and not to take it off. Although my wife really didn't want him to ejaculate in her mouth, seeing how engrossed Fa Ge was, she just made a soft "hmm" (a detail Fa Ge told me) . My wife said that the noise outside was very loud at that time, and she was actually a little distracted. Suddenly, she felt a hot stream of water shooting down her throat. Startled, she thought Chow Yun-fat had ejaculated again and quickly tightened her gag. But the taste and texture felt different from the semen she usually tasted (her words). She admitted her mind was elsewhere, and although she sensed something was wrong, she didn't immediately realize what was happening. The water continued to shoot down her throat until she realized what was happening, but her mouth was already full of Chow Yun-fat's urine. In a panic, she quickly opened her mouth and spat out his penis, but in that instant, she swallowed a large mouthful, and the rest dripped down her face and onto her clothes. But Chow Yun-fat didn't stop. Even with his penis still outside, he continued to urinate on her. Since she was kneeling while giving him oral sex, Chow Yun-fat, positioned high above her, urinated all over her face and hair. She said he urinated for a very long time, even using his hands to control the flow onto her face and breasts. Later, I asked my wife if she was still angry. She said she was initially quite unhappy, since who would willingly drink something like that? But then, because it took so long for Fa-ge to finish, she was just focused on hiding (Fa-ge said my wife didn't have much room to hide, and a shower room isn't very big, so she just squatted in a corner with her hands covering her face). After he finished, her anger somehow subsided, probably because she heard the noise outside. More than that, what I was doing outside affected her more. That night, after we slept in separate rooms, my wife said that Fa-ge did it to her three times. Once, he wanted to ejaculate inside her, but she refused, so he used a condom (I guess I got lucky here, I didn't use one, haha). The other two times, she was woken up after falling asleep, and he ejaculated on her face. My wife said Fa-ge seemed to particularly like ejaculating on faces. Later, I asked her...

Brother Fa said he's not usually like this, but for some reason, he has a strong

urge to ejaculate on my wife's face. Why at night? Because the next morning, after they got dressed, they saw I was still sleeping.

My wife was chatting with Yan and watching TV in the living room, while Brother Fa was online. Later, Yan received a phone call and went out to

run errands, and Brother Fa took the opportunity to have sex with my wife again.

My wife said she didn't want to do it this time, but Brother Fa was very forceful. He didn't take off

her coat or skirt, just pulled down her underwear, and had sex with her on the living room sofa. My wife said she was lying on the sofa when

Brother Fa forcefully penetrated her from behind. She really hoped I could stop him, but I didn't,

until he ejaculated. My wife said she didn't know why she wasn't angry with Brother Fa at the time, and

she told the truth that it felt really good. But when asked if she would go back to

them, my wife refused, saying she would only agree once and there would never be a second time.

Because she really doesn't want to be stripped naked and played with by other men.

This is my whole experience, which I've been writing for many days. Actually, I wasn't writing

this as a pornographic novel; I just wanted to share my honest feelings

and hopefully offer some advice. Honestly, I think swapping partners shouldn't be forced. When looking for

a partner impulsive; you need sincerity, but the relationship must stand the test of time.

You shouldn't have a heart to harm others, but you can't be without a heart to guard against them. I think a health certificate is

essential because this is supposed to be a happy occasion, but who can guarantee nothing will go wrong? This

isn't about distrusting the other person, but about being responsible for yourself. Being responsible for yourself is also being

responsible for the other person. Of course, you also need identification (at least proof that you're married; we showed

Brother Fa photos from different periods to prove our authenticity, and Brother Fa inviting us to his home was the greatest trust and proof of that).

Also, I don't think marriage certificates are reliable; these days, everything can be faked. So what I want to say is that

if you want to participate in this kind of game, you have to follow the rules, don't always cheat, and don't always have ulterior motives.

Sincerity, trust, and kindness are the most beautiful things in this world.

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