Shanghai Wife Swapping Story

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My family lives in Pudong, Shanghai. My wife and I were classmates in college. We're both 35 this year and stayed in Shanghai after graduation. My wife works as a finance manager in a large company. She's 165cm tall, and having a baby didn't affect her figure. Compared to before we got married, she's only gained a little weight, weighing 49kg. My wife isn't exactly beautiful, but she has a very pleasing appearance. Her face isn't large, and her skin is like most Chinese people's.
Our married life should be very ordinary. In college, my wife had many suitors, mainly because she was a very good dancer. After we got married, she didn't seem to have much contact with those who had pursued her.
Before, my wife had a very strong sex drive, but since having a child, she always seems very passive during sex, only showing interest in that area two days before her period. I thought that perhaps most families live ordinary lives like ours.
However, about two years ago, one summer evening, it was already 10:50 pm, and my wife still hadn't come home, so I couldn't help but make a phone call. My wife took a long time to answer the phone. I asked her many questions, and she said someone was drunk and she would be home as soon as she finished.
Around midnight, after she returned home, I noticed she seemed unusually excited, her face flushed.
By then, I was already in bed. Looking at her excited eyes, I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong today? Did you take the wrong medicine?" My wife just smiled and ignored me.
After she finished showering and returned to the room, she simply said to me, "Don't be crazy, I'm the same as always!" My wife lay down beside me, and as I naturally embraced her, I felt she wasn't rejecting me today.
"Gently, don't rush!" my wife said. But I could clearly feel that she was already wet down there, something that usually takes me a long time to achieve.
"What's wrong today?" I asked gently after penetrating her. My wife didn't say anything, but simply spread her legs wider.
Soon after, her face turned pale, and she reached orgasm.
During the break, I asked my wife, "Something must have happened to you today. Did you run into a past suitor?" "Nothing!" my wife said firmly.
"Then why did you seem so excited today?" I asked again, but my wife remained silent.
After a while, my wife whispered to me, "You really want to know?" "Yes!" I replied.
"I'll tell you, but you can't get angry," my wife said.
Actually, as soon as my wife said that, I became nervous, worried that something might have happened between us that night. But despite this, I still pretended to be casual and replied, "We've been married for so long, what can't we talk about?" My wife hesitated for a moment, looked at me, and said very softly, "Tonight, the boss at work drank too much because he signed a very big contract." "Tell me!" I urged.
"At first, after we finished drinking, the boss invited them to karaoke. You know, I usually don't go to these kinds of events. If I hadn't prepared the documents, I wouldn't have gone today either." My wife glanced at me again and continued, "But you don't know, when we got to the karaoke bar, I was the only woman there; there were five men. Later, the boss told them to call some girls to keep us company, and they called four in. At first, the guests were quite respectful when the girls arrived, but then they ignored me and started touching the girls.
I'm not used to that." I greeted the boss and tried to leave, but he disagreed, saying they could stay in the private room while we went dancing. So, I couldn't resist and went dancing with him. You know our boss, he's only forty this year, and he dances very well. I haven't danced in years, so I'm a bit rusty.” Hearing this, I asked, “During the dance, did your boss make any inappropriate moves?” “Nothing was wrong! Dancing definitely involves more close contact than usual, especially in summer when everyone is wearing less clothing,” my wife continued.
“But…but…” my wife hesitated.
“Tell me, I want to know all the details of what happened that night, I won't be angry.” My wife seemed to steel herself and continued, “When he was dancing slowly, he touched my back. Because the lights seemed to be completely off, and everyone was pressed tightly together, I could often feel his penis intentionally or unintentionally pressing against my body.” “That's all?” I asked somewhat reluctantly. I asked again, "Where did his thing stick to your body?" My wife gently squeezed my penis and said, "Right here. He touched other places too, and I couldn't push him away." "What places? Just say it all at once!" At that moment, I felt myself getting hard again. I pulled my wife back a little and inserted my already hard penis into her body.
"Tell me quickly!" I said impatiently.
Then, my wife pounced on me and whispered in my ear.
"When we were dancing slowly, we were initially keeping our distance, but someone accidentally touched us, and we naturally ended up pressed together. At first, his hands were just around my waist, but then one of his hands started stroking my back. When that hand touched the back of my bra strap, it would linger for a long time. At first, I didn't mind, because that's how everyone does it in those situations. But later, his other hand started getting restless too..." "How did it get restless?" I interjected, at which point I realized my penis was painfully hard inside my wife, and I couldn't help but thrust forcefully.
My wife moaned again as I thrust into her, but still spoke haltingly, "His back hand was around me, and his front hand started squeezing my breasts through my clothes. I told him not to do that, but he ignored me and continued, even kissing my face. You know, the music for slow dances goes on and on, endlessly. Later, I followed him to the innermost corner, where there were already many people, but no lights at all." My wife paused, then continued, "After we moved inside, he started putting his back hand inside my shirt. I don't even know how he unhooked my bra from behind, and then he started groping around inside. And... and he even reached down from my skirt, slipped his hand under my underwear, and touched my buttocks. After I pulled it out, he started touching my breasts directly." "He touched your breasts?" I asked sadly.
"Yes, he was too strong, I couldn't do anything about it, and I couldn't confront him." "Then did he touch your genitals?" I asked.
"He tried to touch me, but I said, 'If you keep doing that, I'm leaving.' So he didn't continue. Later, he just kept pinching my breasts, which made me feel so uncomfortable!" "When the slow dance ended, I looked at my watch and it was already 10:30. I said I had to go back. The boss said he would take me back, but I had to settle the tip for the private room first. As for the other expenses, since I was familiar with the place, I could just let him know and settle them tomorrow. So, I waited for him in his car. After a while, he came out after he had made the arrangements." "After you came out, did you come straight back?" I asked sourly.
"We were supposed to come back, but you called me in the car, so he stopped in the woods by the roadside. You talked so much on the phone. At first, he just looked at me while he was talking, but then, he started touching me again..." "Where did he touch you?" I asked urgently.
"He went straight for the places he couldn't reach before, but I was on the phone with you and couldn't make too much noise so you could hear me, while I had to deal with him with my other hand. By the time you hung up, his hands had already forcefully spread my legs apart, and... he even put a finger inside." At this point, I was extremely excited by my wife's description and even more eager to know what happened next.
"What happened next?" I asked.
"After hanging up the phone, I forcefully pulled his hand away and told him I wanted to get off the bus and take a taxi home myself. But he said he didn't mean any harm; he'd always liked me, and maybe he'd had too much to drink and couldn't control his emotions. Unexpectedly, while talking, he moved my hand towards his... well, you know.
I was startled; I didn't know when he'd taken his... things out, but because he was holding my hand so tightly, I couldn't pull it back. When he pressed my hand onto his... things, he told me he would respect me, but hoped I could help him ejaculate with my hand, saying he was upset. I thought to myself, 'I myself...'" He had already touched me, and if he let go, I could go home immediately, so… so I followed his hand and started stroking his penis.
I don't know why, but he wouldn't let go after I tried for a while, so I just used both hands. Then he said he might have torn it, and just as I was about to ask him to turn on the light so I could see, he ejaculated, getting it all over my clothes and his. Afterwards, he drove me home. When I got out of the car, he tried to kiss me, but I didn't agree. No wonder, when my wife came in, I noticed some wet patches on the front of her clothes.
At that moment, I didn't feel any resentment towards my wife; instead, I felt a thrill I'd never experienced before. The thought of my wife's breasts and private parts being played with by a strange man filled me with a strange excitement.
While making love with my wife, my mind was filled with those fragments of her description. Although I felt a pang of sadness, the stimulation and excitement prevailed.
After we finished again, I couldn't help but ask my wife, "What did you feel when you were touching his thing?" My wife was shy and wouldn't say, but after my repeated questioning, she finally spoke haltingly:
"His thing, because it was dark, I couldn't see it. At first, it felt really big when I touched it, but since he couldn't get it out, after I touched the whole thing, it didn't seem that big. It didn't match his size. For someone that big, that thing should be even bigger." My wife continued, "But his thing is definitely bigger than yours." After she finished speaking, she touched my penis and said, "It should be longer than yours, and the head seems bigger too, but overall it's not as thick as yours when it's erect. And when it's erect, it still feels soft. I really don't know how he has sex with his wife at home." The next morning when I got up, I looked at my still-sleepy, naked wife. Thinking about how my wife had been touched by someone else the night before, I felt really bad, but just thinking about it made my penis hard again. Without realizing it, I lay down again, carefully parted my wife's legs, and easily penetrated her again. Actually, my wife was already awake while I was doing this, but she didn't open her eyes.
In the morning, after everyone got up, my wife asked me, "What should I do if he harasses me again?" At that moment, my mind went blank.
My wife now earns more than ten thousand yuan a month, and it's impossible for her to give up her job because of this. Moreover, although this accidental affair of my wife's was not what I wanted to happen, once it happened, besides the bitterness, I did feel a strange excitement. It had been many years since I had this kind of stimulating and constantly craving feeling when making love with my wife.
I didn't say much, just asked her to avoid being alone with him as much as possible.
A few more days passed, and during these days, I made love with my wife almost every day, and my wife's libido suddenly became very strong. We both noticed the changes that brought about by this.
In a discussion after a passionate encounter, my wife asked me if I would divorce her if she had a more direct relationship with another man.
"Of course not," I immediately told her, but I hoped that if such a thing did happen, she wouldn't be too emotionally invested, since the children were already so grown up. Actually, it wasn't a huge loss for me; it just made me feel a little uncomfortable sometimes. Besides, I also had a lover, but since this incident, I had lost all feelings for her, and my attention had returned to my wife.
So, I asked my wife if her boss at work had harassed her again. She laughed and said, "No!" In fact, the boss was always avoiding her now; she seemed to have seen through the seemingly powerful boss and really had no feelings for him.
Another six months passed uneventfully, but during this time, my wife's libido underwent a complete change. We often talked about what had happened to her during sex.
We had a friend from university who later became a couple. They were very close to our family, and after my marriage, that male classmate told me he had a crush on my current wife. He was 5 centimeters taller than me, about 180 centimeters, and very strong. Even after so many years since graduation, while we've both gained weight, he hasn't; he's still very muscular. Several times when we went swimming together, I've seen my wife enviously watching his muscles.
His wife was from the class next to ours; she was the bandleader. She was about the same height as my wife, maybe a little taller, but she was fuller-figured and, in my opinion, more feminine. Our two families often took our children on trips, sometimes with other classmates joining us.
I remember one National Day holiday, we planned a road trip to Huangshan for a few days. Since my wife's mother had taken her child back to her hometown in Guangdong, my classmate didn't bring their child along, thinking their child would be lonely.
On the way there, everyone joked that since his wife was sitting in the front, he always felt sleepy while driving, and it would be better if my wife sat next to him. Since we were all old friends, we laughed and hit the road. We were driving my company's Buick minivan, which was very spacious and comfortable for long trips.
So, my wife sat next to him, while his wife and I sat in the back.
At first, everyone was chatting and laughing in the car, but gradually, his wife said she wanted to sleep. At this point, I jokingly said, "Did you finish your travel plans ahead of schedule last night?" My wife retorted that I was always so irresponsible.
Because his wife kept resting her head on my shoulder after falling asleep, I couldn't resist jokingly telling my classmates that it was his wife who had taken the initiative to lean on me. My classmates always responded with a grin, telling me to take good care of his wife in the back and not to bully her. Since we always joked like this, it didn't seem like a big deal.
Gradually, night fell, and it got dark outside. My wife was still chatting and laughing with him, while I was starting to feel sleepy. When I woke up after a short nap, I heard my wife say to him, "Those two are asleep. They look like a real couple!" I squinted and looked at my classmate, who was still driving intently. I remarked, "They're wide awake when we want to sleep at night." Suddenly, I noticed my classmate's wife seemed a bit cold, so I said, "Turn on the air conditioning. Your wife will catch a cold sleeping like that." But to my surprise
, my classmate said, "So you weren't asleep? Turning on the air conditioning in October? Do you think we're crazy?" He then threw his coat at me. I carefully draped the coat over my classmate's wife. But soon after, I noticed her hand on my manhood, making me feel very uncomfortable in the back seat. So, I gently placed my hand under hers to protect it. Holding her cold hand, I suddenly had some inappropriate thoughts, and soon, my body began to feel hard again.
I still can't quite put my finger on whether my classmate's wife deliberately squeezed my hand when she leaned against me several times; I just had that feeling.
Finally, we arrived in Huangshan City and found a restaurant near the hotel to eat. Everyone was exhausted from the long journey, and drinking and eating was definitely the best way to relax. Since we all knew each other very well, we drank quite a bit that evening. After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest; it was almost 10 pm by then.
In our room, after my wife finished showering, she wore the pajamas I'd brought from home and said to me, "You two didn't do anything naughty in the back today." I said, "No, we didn't!" My wife chuckled and said, "Your classmate, while driving, put his hand on my thigh several times. I thought it was unintentional, but later I realized he did it on purpose. You men are all the same!" I was shocked: "Really!" My wife said, "Really!" Having already experienced it before, I was much more tolerant.
My wife continued, "He just put his hand on it, nothing more." I casually retorted, "Did you expect him to go further?" My wife laughed and playfully hit me.
Just then, I heard the phone ring in the room. I answered, and it was my classmate from next door calling, saying that if we didn't want to sleep, since we hadn't finished our liquor and had brought a lot of things, we could chat a little longer.
I asked my wife's opinion, and she said, "Sure." My wife asked if I wanted to change clothes; she wasn't wearing a bra. I said, "Whatever!" So, we immediately went to their room.
Perhaps they didn't expect us to arrive so quickly, without even saying hello. My classmate opened the door wearing only his briefs. Upon seeing my wife, he immediately said, "Wait a minute!" I chuckled and said, "We're all old friends, we've even swam together, what's the big deal?" But I didn't know his wife was still showering in the bathroom. As I went in to talk, I naturally placed my hand on the bathroom door.
The door opened, and his wife, naked, was getting dressed. She looked up and saw my eyes; everyone was instantly embarrassed.
At that moment, my wife walked in front of me, blocking my view, and said, "Still looking? What are you looking at?!" And so, I awkwardly walked in.
My classmate, being inside, had no idea what had happened outside; he was only wearing beach shorts, still shirtless.
I didn't explain anything, so I helped my classmate prepare the drinks and other things. A little while later, his wife and my wife came out, their faces flushed, still in their pajamas.
Since there were no chairs in the room, my classmate brought out a plastic sheet he had prepared for resting on the mountain. We all sat on the plastic sheet and started drinking. The two wives had already drunk quite a bit. At first, they said they wouldn't drink, but when I was playing drinking games with my classmate, they worried that their husbands had drunk too much, so in the end, everyone started drinking.
Since everyone was sitting on the floor, it wasn't a big deal for the men, but the women were wearing pajamas, which often exposed them. At first, the two women were more concerned about their clothes, pulling them up from time to time, but later, as the atmosphere became lively again, they stopped caring. My classmate's wife's underwear was often exposed in front of me, and like my wife, she wasn't wearing a bra under her pajamas. Of course, my wife was also constantly being exposed, and several times I saw my classmate's eyes peeking at her breasts through the gaps in her clothes.
I thought, so what if she looks? Women are just like that. Besides, I've already thoroughly seen your wife, it's just that the fog was too thick for me to see clearly.
Sitting on the floor for a long time was tiring, and my classmate's wife said she wanted him to give her a back massage. My wife then said, "My husband is the best at back massages, just let him do it." My classmate laughed and said, "Sure!" So, without hesitation, I moved over and started massaging his wife's back right in front of him.
At this point, my classmate seemed to feel cheated and said he wanted my wife to massage his back too, as it was quite sore from driving all day.
His wife laughed and said to her husband, "You'll have to tip!" My wife generously told my classmate, "Go, lie down on the bed, I'll give you a good massage." To be honest, up to this point, no one had any other thoughts, because everything felt very natural and even a little exciting. So, my classmate and his wife each lay down on their own beds.
I assure you, I was very serious when I massaged his wife's back.
We chatted and massaged for a while, and after a while, my classmate said, "Let me turn over, massage my arm too." Just as my wife was massaging his arm, my classmate said something that caused a drastic change. He said,
"I saw your wife's breasts, they're quite pretty..." My wife slapped him before he could finish. Because my wife's clothes had loosened during the massage, my classmate easily saw her entire breast, and my wife immediately tightened her clothes.
I smiled and replied, "Don't go too far! Your wife is in my hands too." At this moment, my classmate's wife said, "You've been massaging for so long, you must be tired, why don't I massage you too?" His wife's words were exactly what I wanted. But my classmate said something sarcastic: "You can't look at my wife's things!" After I lay down, my classmate's wife began to massage me very seriously, and although I had loosened the straps of her pajamas while massaging her back, she didn't even think to tighten them again.
Because his wife was massaging my arms with her back to my classmate, he couldn't see her front. I lay there, still talking incoherently, but my eyes were already fixed on her breasts.
Her nightgown was loose in the front, and her breasts appeared and disappeared with her movements, incredibly alluring. Actually, she already knew her breasts were exposed to me, but she pretended not to care, as if she were getting revenge on her husband.
I don't know how my classmate reacted at this moment, but his wife must have seen my penis already erect. Just as his wife was about to switch hands, I quietly pinched one of her breasts, but still said,
"I'm at a disadvantage, I can't see your wife's things at all!" At this moment, my classmate laughed happily, but I felt his wife pinch me hard.
"Ouch!" I heard my wife cry out, and I wanted to look up to see what was going on, but my classmate's wife immediately stopped me.
I asked, "Honey, what's wrong?" My wife didn't answer, but my classmate was laughing at me, saying, "I accidentally touched your wife's breasts." At that moment, I saw that his wife was very unhappy. She said to me, "Never mind them, let's go to the next room." She pulled me up, quickly straightened her clothes, and dragged me out the door.
My wife called out to her, but she ignored me. I only heard my classmate say, "Ignore her!" And so, his wife and I went to my room.
Actually, I was already very excited. As soon as I entered, I closed the door and naturally put my arm around his wife's waist.
At first, his wife didn't seem to react much. I reached my hand inside her clothes from behind and squeezed her breasts. Standing there in front of the bed, with the light off, I gradually slipped my hand down her pajamas.
When my hand went through her underwear, she seemed a little tense, but then she relaxed and gave up all resistance. So, I held her close and gently pulled her panties off one leg, but when I tried to pull them off with the other leg, she wouldn't allow it.
As I laid her down on the bed, my lips were already lightly kissing her breasts; aside from some moans, she did as I pleased. When I spread her legs, she cooperated very naturally, and then I penetrated her.
It felt much looser than my wife's, but my intense excitement made me oblivious to these details.
It seemed she came faster than me; soon, her hands gripped my shoulders tightly, saying, "I want it! Quickly..." I continued thrusting for a while, then gently asked, "Can I put it in?" She didn't answer, just nodded vigorously.
From the moment she entered me until I ejaculated inside her, the whole process took less than ten minutes.
After I finished, she pushed me away and went to the bathroom to clean. A little while later, without even saying goodbye, she returned to her room.
My wife came home shortly after. As soon as she entered, she asked, "What's wrong?" I said, "How should I know?" She immediately reached into my pants and touched me. "You did it with her!" I didn't know how to answer her. While I hesitated, she said, "None of us can do this again. We're even this time." Just as I was wondering what she meant, there was another knock at the door. I opened it and saw my classmate.
He asked, "What happened?" My wife immediately replied, "Nothing!" while glaring at me.
"Nothing!" I said casually.
"Oh! That's good, that's good. You two rest!" And with that, my classmate left.
Later, their room was quiet, but my wife and I kept going on and on.
After my classmate left, my wife lay down next to me and asked, "You're something else! How did you manage to 'shoot' someone else's wife so quickly?" I said, "Didn't you two do it?" My wife placed my hand on her crotch and said, "I did it with him, that's why it's so dry down there." "Then what were you doing?" I asked curiously.
"As soon as she pulled you out, he immediately got nervous and kept asking me what you two were doing.
I said, 'It's nothing, maybe the joke went a little too far today.' That relaxed him a bit, and he wanted to keep touching me, but I wasn't in the mood anymore. I ignored him, just focused on tidying my clothes and thinking about what you two were doing. Later, she came back, went to the bathroom alone, and locked the door. When I saw that, I was worried about you, so I rushed over." At that moment, even though they were just classmates, I felt a strange sense of joy. I asked my wife, "When we were in the same room, what were you and him doing? Hearing you two laughing and joking made me feel really uncomfortable." "Feeling uncomfortable? You slept with someone else's wife, and you still feel uncomfortable?" my wife said sourly.
"I thought you two were doing it too," I said, but I didn't dare say that.
My wife asked me again, "Did you really penetrate her?" I said, "Yes." "Did you put it inside her?" I said, "Of course." "You! I don't know what to say to you! But it's all my fault for going too far with the joke. I won't allow you to touch her again." I said, "Okay! And I promise!" At that moment, I had slept with my classmate's wife, but he hadn't penetrated my wife. Actually, besides feeling a little like I got the better end of the deal, I also felt a little sorry for my old friend.
Later, my wife and I did it again. While we were doing it, my wife asked me a lot of questions about how it felt to be with her. Afterwards, my wife scolded me: "After you did it with her, you didn't even wash up before going back to your place." I asked my wife, "Were you behaving yourself when you were massaging him?" My wife said, "I was behaving myself at first, but then he started touching me all over, and when I saw he got hard, I got aroused and secretly put my hand inside his pants. I usually think he's quite strong, but his thing isn't that great, not as big as I imagined, though it was pretty hard. I masturbated for a while, and before you guys left, he ejaculated inside me." My wife then added, "You're shameless!" The next day, when we met again, my wife was quite outgoing with my classmate, while he seemed a bit shy. When my classmate's wife saw me, she acted as if nothing had happened, but I could see that her face was always slightly flushed.
There was a chance encounter between us, and she asked me, "Does your wife know?" I quickly replied, "No." She told me, "My husband doesn't know either. He thought I just sat in your room for a while." I asked her, "Didn't you two do it that night?" "Could I do it with him again? If I did, he would know everything. But your wife made my husband's penis come out. Did your wife tell you?" I said, "No." She chuckled and scolded me, "You bastard!" After that, we went back to being as natural as before, and I believe my wife never had any more ambiguous relationships with other men. However, after this incident, my classmate's wife and I still secretly met several times.
My wife later found out, but she warned me not to continue like this, but every time I had contact with her, I had to honestly confess when I got home.

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