Mutual Taste of Wives

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I. The Evolution of My Wife's Life
My wife is 26 years old this year, and we've known each other for six years. For those six years, she's always been very well-behaved; I can proudly say she was a virgin when she gave birth to me. We lived like that for five years.
As for why my wife went from being well-behaved to not being well-behaved? That all started last year when we got broadband internet. Originally, we got broadband to make things easier for work, but after work, we spent more of our time chatting and browsing pornographic websites.
First, it was chatting. My wife started being influenced by me when chatting with other men, discussing sex and pornography. Later, she started watching videos of other men's penises, reading erotic novels and looking at pictures, and then watching BT pornographic movies. All of this captivated my wife. Every night when she got home, she went straight to the computer and surfed the internet.
In bed, we tried everything new, like we wanted to try everything. Oral sex and anal sex weren't new anymore, because I had guided my wife to do these things from the beginning. For six years, we've both been able to reach orgasm during sex. But now I'm no longer satisfied with just one woman serving me. I'm looking for other things to stimulate my senses, like wife-swapping. My wife has also started wanting to experience what it's like to have sex with other men. We're on the same page.
II.
My Wife, though a mother, still maintains a great figure—curvy, with a baby face, like a woman in her early twenties, and incredibly smooth skin. She works at a foreign insurance company, where there are many handsome men. One of them often visits, sometimes driving her home, bringing small gifts, and showering her with attention. I know she's loyal to me, so I didn't pay much attention.
One summer afternoon last year, while eating, my wife asked me where I was going that afternoon. Since I work in sales and am always out, I told her I was going to the bank to see the manager, which might be late, or maybe we'd have lunch together. I asked her what was going on, and she replied, "Nothing."
In the afternoon, I went to the bank as planned, but they were in a meeting, so I couldn't complete my afternoon plans. Taking a rare break, I sneaked home to sleep in. However, when I unlocked the door, I found it wasn't locked. My first thought was whether there was a thief or if I'd forgotten to lock it that morning. I quietly opened the door and went inside.
But to my utter surprise, I heard a man's groans coming from inside, quite loudly. This made me even more suspicious, so I quietly followed the sound to the bedroom door. Through the glass of the bathroom door, I clearly saw my wife wearing a transparent bra and coat I'd never seen before, kneeling before two men, taking turns sucking their penises, occasionally sticking out her tongue to lick them.
I was instantly aroused. Just as I was about to grab a knife from the kitchen, my penis miraculously swelled up, and my legs felt like they were glued to the floor. I couldn't help but take out my own penis and start stroking it to match the actions inside.
I didn't recognize either of the men; they weren't my wife's colleagues. One looked very muscular, the other relatively thin, but both had incredibly erect penises in my wife's mouth. My wife was still diligently sucking, when the muscular man grabbed her hair, turned her head towards him, and forcefully shoved his entire penis into her mouth. The
thinner man squatted down behind her, playing with her genitals and occasionally slapping her soft, white buttocks. With each slap, my wife would let out a wanton moan, as if pleading for pleasure. Then, the "slap, slap, slap" of the slapping became more and more frequent, and my wife licked the muscular man's penis even more diligently, copious amounts of saliva dripping from her body onto the ground.
Just then, the two men lifted my wife and threw her onto the bed. The thin man quickly sat on the edge of the bed, and my wife rolled over and knelt in front of him, beginning to kiss and lick his nipples, her high, round buttocks fully exposed to the burly man. The burly man pulled out a belt from his pants and rhythmically whipped my wife's buttocks.
My wife moaned as she continued to lick diligently. After a while, the man sitting on the edge of the bed gestured for my wife to lick his penis. My wife obediently licked it, while the burly man behind her roughly inserted his left thumb and forefinger into my wife's vagina and anus, thrusting rapidly. My wife couldn't withstand such stimulation and collapsed.
The burly man got onto the bed, picked my wife up from behind, and positioned her in a child's urination position with her legs spread wide, her vagina exposed. He then accurately placed her on the thin man's penis, and my wife was now straddling him, her penis inside her vagina.
The skinny man then thrust his penis upwards, forcefully pumping into my wife's vagina. Even I, outside, could hear the sound of flesh colliding against flesh. My wife moaned lasciviously, her juices flowing down the man's penis to his scrotum, her whole body limp and slumped against him.
The burly man seized the opportunity, pressing down hard on my wife's buttocks, lifting his penis, dipping the glans in her juices, and then shoving it into her anus. The sudden attack made my wife scream in pain, but the pain seemed insignificant in the face of pleasure.
A scene I'd only ever seen in pornographic films appeared before my eyes: a thick penis was frantically thrusting in and out of both my wife's vagina and anus, sometimes alternating, sometimes thrusting in and out together, fucking her to the point of ecstasy. Under this double assault, my wife quickly climaxed, but still desperately arched her buttocks to accommodate the entry of the two large penises, her moans continuing unabated. I could see from outside that the burly man was already drenched in sweat.
About five minutes later, the burly man finally ejaculated into my wife's anus with a howl, and the skinny man, after a short while, also ejaculated into her vagina. My wife lay there helplessly, but the two men still wouldn't let her rest, making her lick the remaining semen off their penises before they would stop.
I, watching my wife being brought to orgasm by the two men outside, had already reached my climax, but now I was thinking about how to break this stalemate. It was already past 4 pm, and regaining my senses, I rushed into the room and shouted, "What's going on here?" My wife seemed startled, her body trembling, her eyes staring blankly at me.
The two men got off the bed and quickly dressed. The burly man put his hand on my shoulder and called out, "Brother, don't be angry!" I pushed his hand away, and he continued, "You can have our wives anytime, it just depends on whether you're willing to."
At this moment, my wife, who was sitting on the bed, said, "Honey, don't be angry. They're members of a wife-swapping club. Now we can attend their gatherings too, paying a small annual fee, every two weeks. You can play with any of their wives they bring. Besides, it's just sex, it won't involve any feelings. Everyone's just looking for a bit more excitement."
I sat blankly on the edge of the bed, watching the two men get dressed and leave. My wife pulled me, hugging my waist from behind, and said, "Don't be angry anymore. I'll tell you beforehand what I do from now on, and you can find other women too. I agree, we'll serve you together."
Looking at my wife's lewd appearance, I couldn't help but take out my penis, and my wife, quite understanding, started licking it. I slipped my hand into her lubricated vagina, which was filled with other men's semen, and kept thrusting and probing... That's how we had a very stimulating sexual encounter. After that, every night after we got into bed, my wife was very proactive in wanting sex, and each time her desire was very strong, and the sex was very intense.
My wife told me that every Saturday night would be a wife-swapping night at that burly man's house, which was a villa. We could play in the living room or go into the bedrooms. All the men and women there were very open-minded, and I could play without worry.
Hearing this made me really itchy. All thoughts of ethics and morality vanished. I couldn't wait for Saturday to come so I could try other women and see my wife being fucked again.
III. Wife Swapping SM
Finally, Saturday, the day of the party, arrived. My wife and I slept in until 1 p.m. If someone hadn't rang the doorbell, we probably wouldn't have woken up yet. I ran to open the door, and my wife quickly got up, saying, "Who could it be at this hour?"
I opened the door to find a deliveryman. I said, "It's mail. I don't know who brought you this." I signed for it and closed the door. Hearing it was a deliveryman, my wife quickly ran out, took the package from my hand, and looked at it. I leaned over to look too; the address was "Madame Rose."
I chuckled and said, "Who uses a name like that these days? Are you crazy?! Hurry up and open it to see what's inside." But my wife mysteriously said, "You'll find out tonight, it's a secret for now." She wouldn't let me see it, then ran into the room and locked the door from the inside.
I figured I'd find out tonight anyway, so I said, "Fine, I won't see it then, it's no big deal!" Of course, I found out what it was about when I got there.
That afternoon, we showered, ate, and changed early. My wife had me wear a very casual outfit, while she wore a completely backless top and jeans, explaining that it would be easier to take them off there. She also brought a change of clothes and a towel.
Time flew by, and it was 7 o'clock in the blink of an eye. My wife and I drove for half an hour to the burly man's house. He greeted us very warmly, and after introductions, I learned that he was the son of the owner of the largest real estate company in our city. At this point, I saw that there were six people in his house besides my wife and me—four men and two women—chatting together, with drinks and snacks nearby.
We quickly sat down, and the burly man busied himself introducing me to his other friends. Actually, I wasn't paying much attention at the time; I was just constantly looking at the two women, whose attire was quite revealing. We quickly blended in with them and were having a pleasant conversation. After
about half an hour, the burly man stood up and said, "That's all for tonight's activities—five men and three women. As for what we'll be doing, we won't say for now. Let the ladies go change; we'll find out when they come out. Okay, now please, the three beautiful ladies, go to your rooms to change!" We continued chatting in the living room.
About an hour later, the curly-haired girl came out carrying a tray. She was only wearing a thong and a leather collar around her neck with a small metal ring hanging from it. I thought, "That's probably the SM game I've seen online!" Thinking about it, my penis started to get hard, and I felt a strange excitement.
She walked to the coffee table in the middle of the sofa where we were sitting and knelt down. Only then did I see the items on her tray: a soft whip, a riding crop, a syringe, chains, candles, metal clips… and so on. The burly man gestured for her to put down the tray and whispered a few words in her ear. The curly-haired girl stood up, turned, and went back into the room.
A short while later, the door opened, and the curly-haired girl reappeared, holding two chains. Next to her were my wife and another long-haired girl, all crawling out naked. Only then did I realize that the two chains were around their necks—their only adornments. They crawled slowly, their buttocks swaying as if teasing everyone, but their heads remained lowered, probably out of shyness.
They crawled all the way to the coffee table, where the burly man stood up, casually stubbed out his cigarette, and said, "Tonight's program is an SM game. Lisa (my wife) and Joan are playing the roles of bitches; they'll be the victims tonight. I hope everyone enjoys themselves." He then stroked my wife and Joan's heads, while the curly-haired girl took out a soft whip from the tray and began playing with it on my wife and Joan's buttocks.
Just as we were all admiring these three beauties playing with each other and aroused, the curly-haired girl suddenly lashed out with the whip, striking my wife's buttocks hard. With a cry of "Ah!", several red welts immediately appeared on my wife's buttocks. The burly man wasn't idle either; his hands slid down their heads to their buttocks, stroking them back and forth.
The curly-haired woman then led Joan to me and knelt down, saying, "Master, this is your dog for tonight. Hope you have fun." She then led my wife to the other three men and said the same thing. Little did I know, this was just the beginning.
Holding the chain the curly-haired woman had given me, I pulled Joan to my feet. I imitated the burly man, stroking Joan's hair and skin. I noticed then that Joan's skin was smooth, white, and very tender to the touch.
As I stroked her, I looked at my wife opposite me. She had already begun serving the three men, still kneeling like a dog, licking the burly man's toes with her tongue, and doing so very diligently.
Seeing my wife's wanton appearance excited me even more. I pressed Joan's head down, signaling her to lick my toes. Joan obediently began cleaning my toes without a word. She licked each toe one by one, making sure not to miss any part, even the spaces between the toes. The wife opposite her was also licking the three men incessantly.
Suddenly, one of the men stood up, took off his clothes, and walked over to the wife, his penis erect. The wife cooperated, turning around to give him oral sex. She started licking from the inside of his thighs, her tongue gently gliding over them. The two men behind her also began to act; one played with the wife's genitals, while the other grabbed and kneaded her breasts. The wife soon began to moan.
Joan was also very enthusiastic. She pulled down my pants and began giving me oral sex, her tongue swirling around my glans, occasionally swallowing my entire penis. I could imagine the glans reaching her throat. Then came the relentless licking and sucking, and my penis felt like it was about to burst—it was incredibly pleasurable and comfortable. And so, while I enjoyed Joan's services, I watched my wife being played with and licked in a wanton manner.
A moment later, the burly man stood up, picked up the soft whip, and began rhythmically lashing my wife. While performing oral sex on the other two men, she emitted painful yet wanton moans. As the whip's speed increased, her moans grew more and more rapid.

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