[An unforgettable girlfriend-swapping experience]

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A Memorable Girlfriend Swap Experience

My girlfriend, Ivy, was only 18 years old, fresh out of school, and now worked as a sales clerk in a chain bakery.

She was a very cute girl, lively but a little shy, with two charming dimples when she smiled.

Her male colleagues at the bakery often tried to win her over, but Ivy just ignored them indifferently.

During a few days of summer vacation, we joined a tour group to Japan for a few days.

In the same group was a guy named David and his girlfriend Amy. Perhaps because they were close in age,

they got along very well throughout the trip.

Amy was also a very pretty girl, with a very open and bold style of dress and speech. Strangely enough, these two girls with such different

personalities got along so well, chatting non-stop, leaving us two guys feeling neglected

.

One day, Amy dragged my girlfriend shopping, and when they came back, they were both wearing super short miniskirts.

I'd never seen my girlfriend dressed so daringly before. When she sat down, her underwear was practically showing, which made

me stare. David kept glancing at her too.

Comparing Amy and Ivy: Amy was fuller and more open. She wore

a tank top anything underneath, and sometimes she would intentionally or unintentionally give people a good look. I caught glimpses

of her breasts more than once; they were firm and elastic, making me want to lick them.

My girlfriend Ivy's figure was no less impressive. Her breasts bounced under her tight t-shirt, and

her round buttocks were faintly visible under her short skirt. David seemed completely mesmerized.

After dinner, a group of male members of our tour group insisted that the leader take them to see an underground "live show," so I took my girlfriend

along . David, of course, came along with Amy too.

The first girl to appear was rather disappointing; there wasn't much to see, and many of our group members lost interest and left. When

the third couple came on stage, we were all immediately struck by how beautiful the girl was—she was stunning enough to be in an adult film.

She performed with great enthusiasm, constantly changing positions for lovemaking, and I almost wanted to grab Ivy and

"take her right there and then"! It

was Ivy's first time seeing such a performance, and she blushed slightly.

Back at the hotel, Ivy had just finished showering and was wearing a tank top and shorts, about to get into bed,

when David and Amy knocked on the door, carrying two bottles of red wine and chatting happily.

We drank and talked about the performance. My girlfriend can't hold her liquor; she was

already a little tipsy after only two or three glasses. David kept praising the girl who had just performed for her great figure and how

serious her performance was. Amy, a little jealous, said, "Isn't my figure good?!"

We were all a bit tipsy, and David suggested, "Why don't we all have a

live performance right here?"

I looked at David in surprise, only to see him actually reaching out and taking off Amy's clothes, shamelessly

kissing her right in front of us. Ivy, half-drunk, leaned against me watching them, and I could feel her heart

pounding with excitement.

Seeing how bold and open David and Amy were, I couldn't help but reach out and unbutton Ivy's clothes.

Ivy tried to push me away, but her tank top was revealing nothing underneath, and with a slight tug, her two firm

breasts sprang out. Ivy was both ashamed and flustered, quickly covering her breasts with her hands. I took advantage of this, pressing her down on the bed

and reaching inside her shorts to caress them.

Slowly, I pulled down her shorts, revealing her white, tender vulva. David

stared intently at my girlfriend's naked body, a look of admiration on his face. Ivy had never been

naked in front of others like this before, and she curled up in my arms, too ashamed to come out.

David whispered in my ear, "How about we..." and then made a gesture of switching places.

Looking at Amy's sexy body, the alcohol and lust made us lose our reason.

On the same bed, David and I each embraced the other's girlfriend, indulging in our sexual desires.

The unrestrained Amy took the initiative to ride on top of me, her vagina enveloping my penis, her hips

moving ; I, on the other hand, caressed her swaying breasts while watching David with my girlfriend.

David seemed unhurried, lightly kissing my girlfriend's breasts, then gradually licking her vulva.

My girlfriend's pubic hair was sparse, and her vagina was slightly open, as if waiting for David's attack.

David teased Ivy's vulva a few times with his penis, then thrust it into

my girlfriend's vagina.

"Ahhhhhh!" Ivy cried out loudly, gripping the sheets and staring

at David. David thrust wildly into my girlfriend's vagina, and Ivy's breasts

trembled with her cries.

I watched David and my girlfriend making love with a sour feeling, and as if in revenge, I flipped Amy over and pinned her

down, thrusting hard into her. The room was filled with the sounds of Ivy and Amy's moans.

Perhaps due to the tension, I surrendered soon after. Amy went to the bathroom to clean herself, and I

took the opportunity to climb next to Ivy and watch her make love. David had quite a few tricks up his sleeve; this time, he turned Ivy

onto her side and began thrusting into her vagina from behind. Occasionally, Ivy would open her eyes and look at me,

then immediately turn her head away shyly.

Suddenly, David thrust wildly a few times, followed by a spasm, ejaculating inside my girlfriend.

The milky white semen squeezed out from Ivy's vagina and slowly flowed down her buttocks.

After , Ivy immediately threw herself on me, her voice trembling with sobs. I knew she was too shy, so I held her

and gently comforted her.

That night, they didn't go back to their own room; we each slept in bed with our own girlfriends.

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by some noises. Reaching for my girlfriend, I realized she wasn't beside me. I looked towards the direction of

the noises , only to be startled by what I saw.

Ivy was lying naked on David's bed, half-kneeling and prone, while David

was behind her, his hands gripping my girlfriend's buttocks as he thrust repeatedly. Ivy closed her eyes tightly, revealing

an expression , and occasionally swayed her body to match David's movements.

I stared at them in shock. Ivy had secretly crawled over to David while I was asleep and was being intimate with him!

I didn't say a word, silently watching them make love in front of me, my heart aching with a mix of emotions.

They finished quickly, and Ivy quietly put her shorts back on and crawled back to my side, thinking she'd gotten away with it.

The next morning, after David and Amy left, I confronted Ivy about what had happened the night before.

Ivy hadn't expected me to have seen everything, and had no choice but to admit that after making love with David the previous

night, she had developed feelings for him. So when David came over in the middle of the night to tease her, she couldn't resist

secretly being intimate with him again.

Ivy apologized and promised never to have anything to do with David again. I didn't

blame her too much; if I hadn't been so blinded by greed and tried to swap partners with David, this wouldn't have happened.

That night, David again asked me to switch partners, but I refused. I swore I would never again

let someone else play with my beloved girlfriend.

Along the way, Ivy really didn't respond to David's advances, which comforted me greatly.

Finally, we returned to Hong Kong. As I walked out of the airport, I saw Amy walking alone with her suitcase.

Curious, I chased after her and asked why David wasn't with her. Amy's answer stunned

me .

It turned out Amy wasn't David's girlfriend at all; she was originally a hostess in a nightclub.

David had hired her for a week to accompany him on his trip. David

suffered no , while I had given my real girlfriend to David to violate.

Three months have passed since that trip, but I'm still deeply troubled by the huge loss I suffered from that girlfriend-swapping incident

. I didn't know if Ivy would mind, and of course I wouldn't be foolish enough to ask directly. I just noticed

our relationship was becoming bland and tasteless. We made love less and less often; I found myself

lacking the energy, because every time we did, I was reminded of the scene of Ivy being violated by David. I think I

needed more time to dilute that feeling of regret and guilt.

Just when I thought everything was returning to normal, a package plunged me into an endless abyss once again.

Inside was a CD and a letter. The sender was David—how could he know my

address ? An uneasy feeling immediately welled up inside me.

"This CD is for you as a keepsake." The letter was simple, so simple it frightened me,

because I vaguely felt that some secrets would be revealed on that CD. I put the CD into the computer and found it

contained video files, which the player automatically started playing.

The camera focused on a bed, the surrounding furnishings resembling a hotel room; I felt a sense of familiarity.

Then a couple appeared from the bottom right corner of the camera. They were both completely naked

, passionately kissing each other. The man's hands roamed unrestrainedly over the woman's body. He pinned her to the bed and slowly kissed her

downwards . At that moment, I could see the woman's face clearly.

"Ivy!?" I exclaimed, hardly believing my eyes, but the woman in the video was indeed

Ivy. A sudden realization flashed through my mind—that hotel was the one we stayed at during our trip! So,

wasn't that man David?!

David was kissing Ivy's nipples, while one hand was kneading her genitals. Ivy

had an expression of enjoyment on her face, holding David's head down to prevent him from leaving her breasts. David's fingers, which

had been kneading were now inserted into Ivy's vagina, scraping and teasing.

I couldn't believe it. Hadn't Ivy promised me she wouldn't have sex with David anymore?

When sneak into David's room to be intimate with him? Why didn't I notice at all? The questions

swirled in my mind, and I felt a wave of dizziness.

David slowly climbed on top of Ivy, spread her legs, and rubbed his engorged penis against

her vulva. The head of his penis slowly entered her vagina, and then with a thrust, his entire penis was

inside her. Ivy opened her mouth as if to scream, seemingly making sounds of pleasure from David's thrusts.

David wildly pumped in and out of Ivy's vagina, her breasts moving up and down with him. After a

while, David made Ivy lie face down on the bed, and then thrust into her vagina from behind again, squeezing her breasts

forcefully . Ivy swayed her body in rhythm with David's thrusts.

David then made Ivy lie flat on the bed again, pulled her legs up and hooked them around his shoulders, and

thrust even deeper. Their movements quickened, Ivy's breasts heaving like an earthquake, her face

flushed with ecstasy as she received the powerful thrusts.

David plunged his penis deep inside Ivy, who remained curled up, motionless

as . I knew David had ejaculated, all of it inside her.

David lay on top of Ivy, gently caressing her still-heaving breasts.

A , and the screen slowly darkened...

I just stared, dumbfounded, watching Ivy break her promise, a sharp pain piercing my heart.

The scene slowly reappeared, in an unfamiliar place, furnished like a living room. Ivy

reappeared on screen, sitting on the sofa, looking around, but not noticing the hidden camera.

David appeared shortly after and, without a word, pinned Ivy to the sofa, kissing her passionately. Ivy

clung to David's neck, demanding an even more intense kiss; their tongues were practically intertwined.

I already knew that must be David's residence; it turned out Ivy had been secretly in contact with him since her trip

.

David's hand slowly slipped inside Ivy

's skirt, while his other hand unbuttoned her shirt, pulled down her bra, and gently massaged her breasts and nipples. Ivy, while

kissing David, cooperated by removing her own shirt. David's

hand, hidden under her skirt, slowly pulled down Ivy's panties. David loosened the excess bra and, like a child,

suckled on Ivy's breasts. Although what was under her skirt couldn't be seen, Ivy's face, filled with pleasure,

suggested that his fingers were playing with her vagina.

David slowly withdrew his hand from under her skirt, and two fingers revealed glistening drops of vaginal fluid.

Then he placed his finger near Ivy's mouth. Ivy stuck out her tongue and licked her own vaginal fluid, slowly putting his finger

into her mouth and sucking on it. His finger moved in and out of Ivy's mouth, and I couldn't believe that Ivy had

become so lewd.

David then stood up, took off his pants, revealing his engorged penis. Ivy

stared intently with wet eyes, her expression of desire unlike anything I had ever seen before. But what surprised me most was that Ivy

stuck out her tongue and began to lick David's penis. Ivy would never perform oral sex on me; she said she couldn't

accept that disgusting feeling. But in front of the camera, it was a different story.

Ivy slowly sucked the glans into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the corona, and then put the entire penis

into her mouth. David held Ivy's head and began to make slow thrusting movements, while his other hand pinched

Ivy's nipple.

After a long while, David, holding Ivy's head with both hands, began to thrust rapidly,

his penis moving in and out of her mouth, drool dripping from it. Ivy's hands were also on David's

buttocks

, squeezing them. Soon, David straightened up and thrust his penis deep into Ivy's mouth, his body trembling

with pleasure; I imagine he was filling Ivy's throat with his semen. Ivy closed her eyes

and sucked on his penis, as if trying to draw out the last bit of semen. David's penis slowly withdrew from Ivy

's mouth, and Ivy reluctantly stuck out her tongue to lick the remaining semen from the glans, then gulped

it down.

David then had Ivy sit on the sofa, removed her skirt, spread her legs, and

buried his head between her thighs, as if reciprocating the pleasure he had just received, licking Ivy's labia.

Ivy's eyes were closed, one hand pressing down on David's head, the other kneading her own breasts. Her furrowed

brows showed she was completely enjoying herself.

After what seemed like an eternity, Ivy's hands tightened around David's head, her legs

clamped together, her chest heaving, and then she arched her back, reaching her first orgasm.

David got up and kissed Ivy passionately again, his penis erect once more

. Ivy reached out and guided his penis into her already overflowing vagina. I no longer had the energy to watch; I

just stared at the screen, watching David thrust into Ivy's vagina in different positions until he ejaculated a second

time inside her, then the screen went dark again.

I didn't know what to do; I just felt extremely tired, but the image

appeared . Naked Ivy masturbated in front of the camera. I don't know if she knew her lewd behavior was being filmed.

I only know that Ivy on screen looked like a prostitute, kneading and squeezing her breasts, her legs spread wide

, two fingers inserted into her vagina, moving in and out, like a long-deprived harlot, ready for any man to caress

and enjoy himself between her legs at any time.

David climbed onto the bed and caressed Ivy's body. At this moment, another man appeared on camera,

kissing Ivy. My head felt like it was going to explode, my heart ached unbearably, and a surge of hatred

and rage welled up inside me.

Without any preamble, David inserted his penis into Ivy's vagina. Ivy's mouth wasn't

idle either, because it already contained another man's penis. The lewd scene no longer gave me any

shock .

The two men took turns, constantly switching positions, sometimes thrusting into Ivy's vagina, sometimes into her

mouth, and several times even penetrating her anus. Two men, one in front and one behind, thrust into Ivy,

who was treated like a toy. She followed their every command without a trace of shame.

The men's energy seemed inexhaustible; after ejaculating inside her vagina, they thrust into Ivy's mouth again

, ejaculating. Ivy's body was overwhelmed; unswallowed semen dripped from the corners of her mouth, and her vagina continuously overflowed with semen as the men's penises

thrust in and out, even her anus was a mess. Yet, Ivy

still looked on with obvious enjoyment at being violated and played with.

Exhausted, Ivy lay on the bed, every part of her body bearing the marks of her violation. Her swollen

vulva still oozed semen, and there were traces of semen on her breasts and face.

The intense intercourse had finally come to an end, but what about next time? Would there be even more intense intercourse

when I couldn't see? I dare not think further, nor will I witness it with my own eyes. The DVD finished playing,

and with it, my feelings for Ivy ended...

"The End"

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