The pleasure of wife swapping

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The Pleasures of Wife Swapping

My name is Li Ming, and I've been married for a year. My wife's name is Su Qin. I met her after I started working.
We dated for two years, fell in love, and got married. She's slender with particularly full breasts.
One spring day this year, I came home from work in the afternoon and found her alone, reading a letter. When she
saw , she hurriedly put the letter away. I asked her who the letter was from. She blushed and stammered, replying that it was from an
old friend. Of course, I didn't believe her, because I know her very well; she's a very innocent girl who
blushes easily when she lies.
I didn't press her, because everyone has the right to privacy. Before I met her, I had several relationships.
The girl who captivated me most was named Xiao Yi. We were deeply in love, but fate intervened, and after she went abroad,
our communication gradually ceased. I often dreamed of being with her, but I never revealed
this , and I knew nothing about her past. On our wedding night, I was very happy that she was still a virgin, so
I figured she probably hadn't had many relationships before.
That night, I noticed she was restless. Thinking I was asleep, she left the bedroom and sat on the sofa for a
long time , sighing deeply. Through the crack in the door, I saw tears welling up in her eyes, and a thought struck me—it might
be related to the letter I'd received earlier
that day. The next day, while she was out running errands, I found the letter. After reading it, I was quite shocked. It turned out she
also had a deeply moving love story; she'd been dating a classmate for five years. From the letter,
I learned his name was Xu Zhiming, and I vaguely pieced together the story.
That Xu guy (I felt a surge of jealousy) went to study in the US during his senior year and even got
married there. What shocked me most was that his wife was named Lan Haiyi, from Beijing. Wasn't my ex-girlfriend also named
Lan Haiyi? Could it really be her? Upon further reading, it was a cruel twist of fate: Xiao Yi's father owned
a precision optical instrument company in the US and was very wealthy. Yes, it was her.
In the letter, he confided in Xiaoqin about his unhappy marriage. Xiaoyi could never forget her first love, and the two had
always sharing a bed. He was going back to China next month, partly to see her and express his longing, and partly
to take care of some business there. He begged Xiaoqin to give him a chance to clear up the misunderstanding from years ago,
and then he would leave forever with his unwavering love for her.
I was furious, but also amazed by the strange twists of fate, and I didn't know what to say. I was also curious
about Xiaoyi's current situation, knowing that she still hadn't forgotten me, which only intensified my
longing and endless yearning.
I put the letter back where it was, and after Xiaoqin returned, I didn't mention it again, secretly plotting my next move.
I left his email address in the letter, telling her to email him if she wanted to contact him. I installed
hacking software on my home computer to record all keystrokes. A week later, I discovered
the letter Xiaoqin had sent in English, and I easily recovered it. The thing that had worried and pained me finally happened: Xiaoqin wrote to him
that she also wanted to see him and wanted to spend a night with him!
A night of "love" with him! This betrayal initially made me furious, but my anger was slowly
replaced by a strange excitement: the thought of my beloved wife moaning and
being made me feel a sexual urge! How would the innocent Xiaoqin do it with him? The more I thought about it, the more
excited I became.
Xiaoqin's attitude also made me want to get revenge. I had to contact Xiaoyi through him
and rekindle my old romance with her. What a fucking pervert!
During that time, Xiaoqin often fell into deep thought, but she was still very good to me. I could tell that she still
loved me very much. I wondered what would happen a month later.
One day a month later, a special guest came to our house. I came
home very late from work that day and heard some faint conversations. I opened the door and saw a dashing young man chatting with Xiaoqin on the sofa.
My sixth sense told me that this person was Xu Zhiming. They tried their best to maintain a polite and courteous atmosphere, sitting
quite far apart. I chuckled inwardly, wondering how Xiaoqin would lie to me.
Unexpectedly, Xiaoqin spoke without blushing this time: "Daming, come, let me introduce you. This is my
old classmate, surnamed Xu. We haven't been in touch for a long time..."
"Xu Zhiming," I said with a smile, extending my hand. Both of them were stunned. Xiaoqin was quite surprised: "How did you know?"
I didn't say anything, just scolded Xiaoqin: "You sent a letter to Mr. Xu on the computer and even saved it
. You're so careless! The title was the first sentence of the letter: 'My dearest.' I thought it was for
me, so I looked at it.
" "Did I save it?" Xiaoqin was confused, her face flushed as she thought for a moment, then covered her face and ran to
the bedroom to cry.
Xu Zhiming was very embarrassed: "I'm so sorry, I've disrupted your lives. I'll take my leave."
"Wait!" I stopped him.
Xiaoqin ran out nervously, tears welling in her eyes: "Daming, it's all my fault! Let him go! Hit
me if you want!"
"How could I hit Zhiming? He's your friend, and he's my friend too. No one's at fault, fate
is at fault. I still want him to have a drink! Don't go, Zhiming."
Xiaoqin looked at me suspiciously. I pulled Xu Zhiming, who looked uneasy and confused, and said to him, "You
can't . To be honest, you two knew each other first. Xiaoqin is my wife, and I love her very much, but I still have
some dignity. You haven't done anything to wrong me. Even if you did… I love her so much, I would fulfill
any ."
"Daming, I'm sorry. I love you even more. You won't divorce me, will you?"
"Absolutely not! That would be too easy on this guy!"
"No, we can't do that. It would be too unfair to you."
I insisted that Xu Zhiming stay at home for a drink. After a few rounds of drinks, the three of us chatted happily, all a little tipsy.
Seeing that Xiaoqin and Xu Zhiming were gradually relaxing, I took their hands and linked them together: "I've
had a similar experience. I know that first love is the most unforgettable. I'll step back for the next two days, Xiaoqin, don't worry. I
love you very much too. I'm just stepping back for two days now; I won't divorce you."
Xiaoqin blushed and glanced at Xu Zhiming with her head down, then looked at me guiltily: "What are you
talking " Her expression was charming, her breasts heaving, and her figure alluring. Xu Zhiming was dumbfounded.
It was already late at night. I checked my watch; it was midnight. I asked Xu Zhiming, "Mr. Xu,
where are you staying?"
Xu Zhiming shook his head. "I just got off the plane."
I said to Xiaoqin, "Prepare the guest room in a bit."
Xu Zhiming firmly said, "No, I won't stay in the guest room."
I said, "Okay, then you can stay in our bedroom, and I'll sleep in the guest room."
Xiaoqin playfully punched me. "Don't talk nonsense, or I'll get angry."
I laughed and said, "Then all three of us will sleep in the guest room."
Xiaoqin's eyes and brows were slightly alluring. "You really don't mind?"
I felt a mix of anger, jealousy, and excitement, a strange feeling. For some inexplicable reason, I
pushed Xiaoqin next to Xu Zhiming. "Do you think I'd mind?"
Xiaoqin had been drinking and was feeling warm. It was early summer, and she had already taken off her coat. Her body was curving and undulating, her arms
exposed , and her breasts were faintly visible. Because she was sitting cross-legged, her short skirt just went past her knees, and her slender, full thighs were tempting. Such
a beautiful wife, and you just gave her away like that?
Xu Zhiming bowed to me and thanked me, "Brother, I... I'll definitely treat her well these next few days."
Xiaoqin nudged him with her arm, "He hasn't even agreed to my request yet!"
The two of them were actually flirting right in front of me!
I didn't know what to feel, but I still smiled and watched them. His hand gently rested on Xiaoqin's shoulder. Xiaoqin looked at my reaction, but I nudged Xu Zhiming with my lip,
"Don't be so stiff, it doesn't feel like lovers at all. How about this, you two are husband and wife now,
and I'll be the outsider, okay, sister-in-law?" I addressed my beautiful wife like this.
Xiaoqin blushed, "You two are both bullying me."
Zhiming's hand began to wrap around Xiaoqin, and Xiaoqin began to lean towards him. After a few flirtations, Xiaoqin's body
went limp, and Zhiming gently held her.
Xiaoqin glanced at me with lustful eyes: "Do we... have any condoms at home...? I'm in my...
fertile ."
I added something to completely ease Xiaoqin's tension: "Xiaoqin, we're out of condoms today
, so just let him have his way."
"Then I won't let him get his fill!" Xiaoqin leaned seductively into his arms, her top already unbuttoned, her
full, snow-white breasts barely concealed by her bra. His hands began to wander.
I felt a surge of anger, almost wanting to punch him. After calming down, I said to them both, "You should
rest now, go back to your room."
Zhiming carried Xiaoqin's nearly naked body towards the bedroom, towards my and my wife's bed!
My wife was just panting softly. I looked again, and my eyes almost blazed with anger: Xiaoqin's skirt was already
a little disheveled, so...!
But then I thought: tonight Xiaoqin's body is at his mercy, this is nothing!
Besides , Xiaoqin is in her fertile period, and we're out of condoms, I hope Xiaoqin doesn't let him ejaculate inside her!
After he put Xiaoqin on the bed, he came back and closed the door, saying to me, "Don't worry, I'll treat
her well today, I'll make sure she experiences something she's never felt before!"
I didn't move for a moment, and then I heard Xiaoqin moaning and groaning from inside the room! I was a little worried, so I sat down on the sofa in
the living room to rest for a while, and then I heard the moaning from inside getting louder and louder:
"Good brother, you...you're so bad...you can't...do this...it feels so good...slower...oh...
how come you're going in so deep...I'm going to die..."
"You're playing with someone else's wife in their own home...how can you be so good! Ah...deeper...
deeper..."
"How does it compare to your husband?"
"Compared to him...compared to him..."
I became concerned and listened carefully, but I couldn't hear what Xiaoqin was saying, I only heard Zhiming laughing triumphantly. I
closed my eyes and imagined: Xiaoqin's jade legs were spread apart and raised, letting that thick, fleshy penis thrust in and out. Her petals were already wet,
and Xiaoqin and his semen flowed all over our bed. The guy was fucking her while playing with
Xiaoqin's red and purple nipples with his hands and tongue. Xiaoqin's nipples were the most sensitive, and with the constant stimulation,
Xiaoqin had already had several orgasms. Her teeth were clenched, her starry eyes were half-closed, letting that guy penetrate deep into her flower core.
Sure enough, Xiaoqin quickly cried out, "I'm coming... I'm going to die... I want you... I
want..."
But I was still not too worried. Xiaoqin wouldn't let him ejaculate inside her. She was still a relatively rational
girl , and I trusted her. Slowly, I fell asleep on the sofa.
This guy was really something, playing for more than three hours. The sound of Xiaoqin opening the door at night woke me up. I opened my eyes wide and
saw Xiaoqin standing naked in the doorway, her face flushed, panting heavily. She was very panicked when she saw me. She
was holding up her panties with one hand and covering her alluring private parts with the other. Her nipples were red, proudly erect, clearly still erect from his
countless , indicating she hadn't yet reached orgasm. A few drops of white semen splattered on her lower abdomen.
Looking at her inner thighs, I saw several streams of murky semen slowly flowing from her vulva.
"I'm sorry, I... I let him..."
"Don't say anything more. Didn't I tell you to let him play with you? It's okay."
I said, turning to go back to the guest room. Xiaoqin rushed over, grabbing my hand. "I love you, I... I'll go to the guest room
with ." I nodded in agreement. Xiaoqin blushed and lowered her head, saying, "I'll go clean up first."
I said no need, carrying her back to the guest room and tossing her onto the bed. Xiaoqin's legs hung limply apart
, her genitals facing me. I saw, filled with jealousy, his
milky semen still flowing from the center of her swollen, red vulva—it was incredibly arousing.
I took off my clothes, hugged her, and asked, "How many times did that guy come with you?"
Xiaoqin's body went limp, her breath coming in short gasps: "Five or six times, I guess."
I touched her nipple with one hand and her private parts with the other; they were incredibly wet and smooth, covered in their
love juices.
"He ejaculated deep inside you?"
Xiaoqin smiled at me: "Yes, he ejaculated inside several times. And a few times, we both climaxed together
. My God! He really is..." She didn't notice my emotions, still savoring the moment.
"Aren't you afraid today is your fertile period?"
"As long as you're not afraid," Xiaoqin said playfully.
I couldn't take the stimulation anymore, so I buried my head and licked Xiaoqin's private parts; the sour and astringent taste made
me incredibly aroused.
"No, don't do that... it's so itchy..."
As I licked her red and swollen clitoris, I thrust my finger inside, filling Xiaoqin's vagina with his
semen. Xiaoqin writhed, teasing me with her words: "Don't do this... I still want to keep
his seed... You can't do this... I can't take it anymore."
Just as I was about to thrust in, the guest room door opened, and Zhiming walked in, jokingly saying:
“Brother, you just said it yourself, Xiaoqin is my wife now, your sister-in-law. What you’re doing is indecent
!”
Xiaoqin smiled and nodded at me. “I’m so sorry, my husband came to see me, I have to go back
.” Then she whispered in my ear, “The person I love most is still you. After he leaves, you can play with me
every day , all the time, okay?”
I sighed and gave them both a helpless bitter smile. “You two go.”
Zhiming asked me again, “Brother, why don’t you… come over too?”
Xiaoqin blushed and smiled at me shyly, looking at me with a mixture of expectation and provocation. “You two can
have a big competition!”
She leaned weakly against Zhiming’s chest. Zhiming touched her nipple with one hand and was working
hard on her lower body with the other. As if responding to his movements, Xiaoqin thrust her breasts forward, parted her legs slightly, and moaned softly as he made her
. She looked at Zhiming affectionately, then opened her cherry lips and warmly welcomed his tongue.
Good heavens, is this really my once innocent and dignified wife?!
Those two scoundrels! I'll definitely rape his wife to death!

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