My own real wife-swapping experience, chapters 1-10 complete.

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My Own True Wife-Swapping Experience

Author: 2endless Word Count: 2700 words First published on: Sex Bar on 2011/03/23 (Compressed full version attached)

This article describes in detail my wife and I's behavior and feelings during wife-swapping. Of course, the ending should surprise most readers, but it is my true experience. The article truthfully records every detail of the entire wife-swapping process. If any readers want to read a purely erotic story, then you can skip that now; the erotic scenes will naturally follow.

Chapter 1: The Origin of the Idea of Wife-Swapping

My wife and I have been married for eight years, and we are the kind of people who love each other dearly. But as the ancients said, "the seven-year itch," after being married for a long time, the novelty wears off, and in the mundane daily life, we become too familiar with each other. I know so well that a casual, suggestive glance from my wife tells me I'll get home and shower, then we'll start our lovemaking in bed; I know so well that if I smell the Armani Corde spray she's wearing, I should cancel some less important engagements and go home early to spend the night with her; I know so well that if she quietly takes off her underwear in the middle of the night, I know she's suddenly aroused, and I should take off my own underwear, quietly bring my penis close to her genitals, and she'll suddenly let out an "Ah!" and give me a shy look, and the lovemaking will quietly begin.

My surname is Lin, I'm 175 cm tall, and I weigh 160 kg. I'm a little overweight in middle age. When I was younger, I focused on exercise, and my weight was usually around 130 kg. After I started working, I didn't pay much attention to exercise, and my weight increased rapidly.

My wife's surname is Su. She is 163 cm tall and weighs 94 kg. She has a great figure, smooth skin, and no stretch marks after childbirth. She is beautiful, with medium-length straight hair and a stunningly curvaceous lower body.

My wife grew up in a traditional family. Her life revolves around work and home, and she is completely dependent on me. In traditional terms, she is a woman who is both elegant and domestic, embodying the virtues of obedience and virtue. One would think that having a wife like her would be enough. However, from our romantic courtship to our marriage, our passionate love has transformed into a deep, familial bond. Our sex life has never quite returned to the excitement and passion of our youth. A colleague once told a joke: For the first three years of their marriage, a couple would put a soybean into a special bottle after each sexual encounter. Then, starting from the fourth year, they would take a soybean out of the bottle after each encounter. The result? They would never be able to find all the soybeans in the bottle in their lifetime.

Growing up, I received a very traditional upbringing. Despite the flaws in my marriage, I never had any other thoughts. There's a saying, "Your own child is the best, but someone else's wife is always better." Sometimes, when I saw a friend's or colleague's wife who was pretty, I would only glance at her casually, thinking to myself, "Damn, all the good corn has been eaten by pigs." But looking was

one thing; I never had any further thoughts. In short: I had the desire, but not the courage.

From the moment I got online, I started watching porn. I used to like Japanese films because I felt more connected to Asians, and Western films were too direct, the women looked too fake, and the men's penises were too long—I didn't find them appealing. While Japanese actresses also faked things, there was a certain shyness in their portrayal, which I found better than Western films. This habit didn't change after I got married. Whenever I had free time, I would browse pornographic websites and download videos I liked using BitTorrent to watch in my spare time. Until recently, after the rise of domestically produced self-made videos, I remember seeing one that was a revelation, making me realize what I needed. It was a wife-swapping video, a threesome video of a woman from Shenzhen. The female lead was a bit overweight, and her Mandarin was very fluent. Her excited expression as two men took turns penetrating her deeply captivated me; my penis was constantly erect. During her orgasm, the woman shouted, "Faster, I can't take it anymore!" In fact, seeing that scene sent shivers down my spine, and my mouth went dry—a feeling I hadn't experienced in a long time. After that, I became very interested in wife-swapping and threesome videos, frequently downloading and watching them. Each time, I was deeply immersed in them, partly envying the wives in the videos, and partly facing my own moral dilemma, unsure of what to do. But as I learned more about the theme of wife-swapping, my interest grew stronger and stronger. Rather than just admiring from afar, I decided to take action and create my own. However, getting my wife, a traditional woman, to accept this idea is a major challenge.

Frankly, I feel that wife-swapping is usually initiated by the man, because men are far more casual about sex than women. You could say that men develop love through sex, while women develop sex through love—of course, this is the general situation. There's no such thing as a free lunch. When a man gains the right to have sex with another man's wife, he also pays a price: the right to have sex with his own wife. No man wouldn't want to enjoy having sex with another man's wife without sacrificing his own wife's rights, but this wish is too difficult to fulfill. I've been struggling with this internally: is it worth it? Can I accept sacrificing my wife's right to have sex? But the allure of this mysterious thing, or rather, the desire for other women, has overcome my moral principles. I desperately long to have sex with another man's wife! That slightly sinful pleasure deeply stimulates every nerve in my body.

The first hurdle I faced was getting my wife to accept the idea of wife-swapping. After thinking about it for days, I was completely stumped and could only come up with a few plans to see if they would work. First, I needed to increase my wife's sexual desire; second, I needed to lower her moral standards. Firstly, I increased the frequency of my teasing of my wife. Whenever I had the chance, I would engage in foreplay, using kissing and caressing to arouse her sexual desire. Then, at the crucial moment, I would find an excuse to leave, such as using my phone alarm to pretend I had to leave work, or saying I was too tired to get an erection, etc., and then limit our sexual activity to once a month. Additionally, I made all the pornographic videos that I had previously hidden deep inside my computer visible to my wife when she was on the computer. I would also frequently show them to her while teasing her or having sex, both to increase the spice of the experience and to let her understand the various forms of male-female intercourse and the extent of sexual liberation in society today. My wife asked if I downloaded the porn on my computer. I said if not, then of course it must be me. Then she asked if she wasn't as pretty as the actresses in the porn. I said the actresses in porn couldn't compare to me at all; they were just acting, there was no comparison. My wife asked why I was so addicted to watching porn, and why I lost all my energy when we actually slept together. She asked if I was having an affair. Then she started sobbing. I realized things had gotten out of hand, so I quickly comforted her, saying "I love you" and explaining that someone like me wouldn't be wanted even if I were thrown on the street. My wife finally stopped crying and laughed. That night, I had a good time with her, satisfying her, and that's when she calmed down. But after that, when I suggested watching porn to enhance our sex life, my wife didn't object much. I continued with our once-a-month schedule, but my wife was clearly unsatisfied and would often tease me, which I pretended not to notice. One time before sex, I intentionally played that shocking wife-swapping video to spice things up. My wife didn't ask me much about it at the time. After we finished, she asked me why there were two men and that woman having sex in the video. I told her it was a wife-swapping club gathering in China, where people exchange wives for sex, and the scene in the video was just one segment of the whole thing, showing two husbands having sex with one of the husbands' wives. My wife immediately reacted with disgust: "They're so perverted! It's disgusting!" I didn't explain much, just felt the timing wasn't right and the preparatory work needed improvement. That's how my initial reaction passed. But after that, when I suggested watching porn during sex, my wife didn't object much. I continued with our once-a-month schedule, but my wife was clearly unsatisfied and would often tease me, which I pretended not to notice. One time before making love, I intentionally played that shocking wife-swapping video to spice things up. My wife didn't ask me much about it at the time. After we finished, she asked me why there were two men and that woman having sex in the video. I said it was a wife-swapping club gathering in China, where people exchange wives for sex, and the scene in the video was just one segment of the whole thing, showing two husbands having sex with one of the husbands' wives. My wife immediately reacted with disgust: "They're so perverted! It's disgusting!" I didn't explain much, just felt the timing wasn't right and the preliminary work needed improvement.

Chapter Two: First Encounter

with Brother Yu. My subtle attempts to influence my wife hadn't made much progress. Just when I thought I'd reached a dead end, I want to thank a brother of mine, whose online name is "Happy Sardine" (a pseudonym for safety reasons). Let's call him "Brother Yu" for now. He truly brought me a glimmer of hope. I met this guy while browsing a forum. I saw a self-made sex video; the man in the video was very unrestrained, and his passionate sex was quite enjoyable. Almost inexplicably, I found his QQ number on the forum and sent him a friend request. He ignored me several times, so I sent him a detailed message explaining my admiration for him and some basic information about myself. He probably saw my sincerity and added me as a friend. I was very rational and didn't make any unreasonable demands right away. I treated him like a mentor, sincerely telling him about my situation. He listened with humor, saying I was a repressed pervert, outwardly respectable but actually full of mischief. I scratched my head and admitted it. After that, I chatted with him whenever I had free time. As we got to know each other better, I asked him if he felt any guilt about posting videos of himself and his wife having sex online. He said he didn't feel any guilt; in fact, his actions had helped him make some good friends. I was immediately intrigued and asked him how he had persuaded his wife to accept it, and what good methods he had for dealing with my wife's situation. He didn't have any particularly good solutions, because his wife was very obedient to him and agreed without much persuasion. Then I asked him if I could talk to Sister Yu and ask her for advice. He agreed, and then a woman replaced him in the video and appeared in front of me. The scenes of Brother Yu and her making love in the video had been rather blurry, probably filmed with a webcam. Now that I had a real video, I felt a sudden, involuntary flutter in my heart, and remained motionless for a full five seconds. Sister Yu was a woman of average appearance, slightly plump, but she seemed very elegant. Seeing that I wasn't moving, Sister Yu asked me what was wrong. I stopped overthinking, greeted her first, and then explained my situation in detail. After listening to my story, Sister Yu laughed and said she felt like she was forcing me into prostitution. I laughed too. Later, I got Sister Yu's QQ number. When Brother Yu was around, I chatted with him; when he wasn't, I chatted with Sister Yu. Gradually, I became familiar with both of them, and the conversation often turned to sex. One time, when Sister Yu wasn't home, Brother Yu and I were talking about it, and we started arguing about whose penis was longer. Then, we both took off our pants on video and showed each other our penises. To be honest, my penis isn't very long. It looks short when it's flaccid, but it's about 16 centimeters when erect, which is a normal length. But no one admits it directly when it comes to this. There wasn't anything erotic going on at the time, and my penis was still drooping, looking very short. However, judging from Yu Ge's penis, it's only of average length, and even seems a little shorter than mine. After seeing it, Yu Ge laughed at me. I said that my penis can only be seen in its true size when erect, and right now there's nothing interesting to do, so it can't stand up straight, otherwise he couldn't beat me. Yu Ge has a fiery temper, and when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he asked me if I wanted to bet. I asked him what the bet was, and he said that whoever loses has to treat the other to a trip to their hometown, including food, entertainment, and tourism. I laughed and said, "You're really shrewd. I'm drooping, and you're standing up. Comparing like this is obviously unfair to me. You might as well just tell me to get my money ready to treat you." Brother Yu said, "Okay, you wait!" Then I saw him point the camera at the bed, put the headset on the bedside table, and type to me, "Get a ruler ready, don't leave, wait!" Then he turned off the monitor. My heart pounded, and my hands trembled a little. I quickly found a ruler, sat in front of the monitor, and stared intently at the screen. About five minutes later, I saw Brother Yu push and shove his wife into the bedroom. The two hugged and started kissing. Brother Yu's hand slipped under the hem of Sister-in-law Yu's shirt and began to rub her breasts. Unfortunately, the shirt wasn't fully lifted, so I couldn't see her breasts. Then, Brother Yu's other hand, through her pajama bottoms, kept caressing her buttocks, inner and outer thighs. Finally, his large hand stopped near her genitals and rubbed back and forth on her vulva. Although the microphone in the headset wasn't very clear, I could still hear Sister-in-law Yu moaning passionately. I, on the other hand, was burning with lust. Then I saw Brother Yu take off his underwear, lie on the bed, his penis proudly erect. Sister-in-law Yu lay on the bed, moved her hand up and down on his penis a few times, and then swallowed Brother Yu's erect penis into her small mouth, starting to give him oral sex by moving her head up and down. My mind went completely blank at that moment. I've watched plenty of AVs and online videos, but I've never seen anything like this performed directly in front of me. As Yu's wife swallowed, rhythmic "plop plop" sounds came from the microphone. My penis unconsciously swelled up, and my hand unconsciously began to stroke it. My mind was filled with fantasies about what it would feel like if it were my own penis going in and out of Yu's wife's mouth… The erotic scene lasted for about five or six minutes. Yu's brother then removed Yu's wife's head, stood up from the bed, picked up a ruler that was lying to the side, and Yu's wife looked at him strangely, wondering what he was doing. Yu's brother held his penis in front of the camera and then, presumably, turned on the monitor. Oh no! My hand was still stroking my own penis! Sure enough, as soon as Yu's wife saw the monitor screen, she exclaimed "Ah!", covered her face, and cried out, "What… what are you doing?!"

"Damn it, this kid's comparing whose penis is longer with mine!"

"You...you two are shameless!..." Then Sister-in-law Yu covered her face and ran out of the bedroom. Brother Yu picked up a ruler and compared it to his penis. I looked, haha, it was only a little over 15cm. I picked up a ruler and compared it to my huge penis, wow, a little over 16cm! Brother Yu looked very depressed. "Did you use the right ruler?" I didn't answer his question. "Brother Yu, a bet is a bet, don't keep making excuses."

This is what you call losing both your wife and your money. In the end, Brother Yu promised to take us to Harbin Ice and Snow World this Chinese New Year, all-inclusive. In my excitement, I told my wife the news. After my wife found out, the first thing she asked was who was treating us. I was stunned. I was so happy. How was I going to explain this to her? So I gave a vague answer, saying it was a senior from my university, several years ahead of me, who went back to his hometown after graduation, but we'd kept in touch online, and that senior had just said he wanted to invite me. My wife was delighted to hear this and quickly pulled me to thank the senior properly. We went to the computer, but... Brother Yu was still online naked! When my wife saw this, she screamed "Ah!", covered her face, turned her back to the computer, and yelled at me, "You... what the hell are you doing?!" I was dumbfounded. I had no choice but to tell Brother Yu in the microphone, "Something happened, I'll log off and explain." Brother Yu waved at me, and I logged off. Then I gently hugged my wife and said it was okay. My wife asked me what this pervert was doing. I countered by asking her if she knew why that senior had invited us to the Harbin Ice and Snow World. She said she had no idea what kind of dirty business we were involved in. I said we had just had a contest to see whose penis was longer, and the loser had to treat the other to a whole package of food, lodging, and entertainment. My wife blushed deeply, gave a shy "spit," and then called me a pervert. I immediately said, "How about we play something less perverted?" My wife blushed even more and spat again. I couldn't hold back anymore and pounced on her, kissing her soft lips. My hand slipped inside her low-cut top, expertly unhooking her bra and grasping her slightly swollen breasts. My fingertips kneaded her hardened nipples, and she couldn't help but moan. Her serpentine waist wrapped around me, her lower body pressed against my penis, writhing and rubbing against it forcefully. I reached out and pulled down her pants and underwear, touching my wife's smooth, delicate thighs. She trembled slightly. My hand slid down her inner thighs to her mons pubis, and her vaginal fluid gushed out in waves, making my hand wet. I threw my wife onto the bed, spread her raised legs apart, aimed my penis at the depths of her vulva, and thrust it in forcefully. My wife cried out "Oh!" and then abruptly covered her mouth, looking at me with a resentful gaze, and whispered, "Why are you so hard today?" I couldn't help but think of Sister-in-law Yu's small mouth swallowing Brother Yu's huge penis, and the lewd "plop plop" sound, imagining what it would feel like if my wife's vagina were that warm little mouth instead... At this moment, I had completely fallen into madness, my eyes were blurry, and my hands were tightly holding my wife's constantly twisting waist. I used my already swollen penis like a piston to forcefully enter and exit my wife's tender vagina, which was soaked with vaginal fluid. The in-and-out penis made her labia turn in and out. My wife's fingers dug sharply into my arm muscles, her lower abdomen heaving, and long, soft moans escaped her throat. Unable to withstand the accumulating pleasure any longer, I used all my strength to thrust deeply into her tender opening several more times, then violently ejaculated all my thick, hot semen into her vagina. After the passion subsided, I came to my senses and saw my wife lying on the bed like a limp lump of mud, her vulva glowing red and swollen, her mons pubis covered in milky white fluid, her pubic hair disheveled as if it had just been washed, her vagina throbbing and contracting, and a thin stream of semen slowly flowing from the opening. What a lewd scene! I quickly ran to the outer room, grabbed my digital camera, and photographed this moment after the passion from various angles.

Afterwards, my wife asked me why I was so intense this time, saying it felt incredibly good at the time, but the next day when she walked to work, her vulva still felt a burning pain. I smiled, not answering my wife's question, but teasing her by saying I'd make her even more comfortable next time. My wife blushed, playfully hitting me a few times to let it go. She got away with it, but I couldn't get away with it myself. Why was I so carried away this time? I felt myself sinking deeper and deeper into depravity.

Chapter Three: My Wife's Transformation

and the frequent chats between Brother Yu and Sister-in-law Yu continued. However, I began to unconsciously lean towards communicating with Sister-in-law Yu. Once, I asked her what she thought of Brother Yu posting the video of them having sex online. Her answer surprised me. She said that deep down, she didn't want to do it at all; it was entirely Brother Yu's idea. Brother Yu was a manager at a local private company, a 100% white-collar worker, young, wealthy, and with a very radical and open-minded outlook. Sister-in-law Yu said her friend told her that Brother Yu's so-called socializing was basically eating and drinking followed by going to prostitutes. She was hurt after hearing this, but because she loved Brother Yu and didn't want to leave him, she basically complied with his "excessive" requests and rarely refused. Later, she gradually got used to it and felt indifferent. Sister-in-law Yu also said that the video was posted online because Brother Yu made a bet with a good online friend. The other person bet that Brother Yu wouldn't dare post a video of himself and his wife having sex online, and the wager was that Brother Yu could have a threesome with the couple while remaining single. Hearing this, I was a little dizzy. This Brother Yu is too... Sister-in-law Yu continued, saying that after making the bet with that online friend, Brother Yu secretly kept the webcam on, then flirted and had sex with her, filming the entire sexual encounter with his wife, and finally even gave her a close-up of her face before posting it online. Immediately afterward, a question popped into my head.

"Sister-in-law Yu, Brother Yu, have you two ever done wife-swapping sex with anyone?"

Sister-in-law Yu blushed and stammered, "Well... we haven't really swapped."

I immediately became interested. "How was the experience?"

Sister-in-law Yu was a little shy. "It was... alright?"

"Good sister-in-law, tell me about it."

"Well... I didn't really feel anything, it was just pretty comfortable."

Suddenly, a very lewd face appeared on the screen—Brother Yu. He chased Sister-in-law Yu away and said to me in a smug way, "What kind of bad ideas are you having now?" I chuckled a few times and turned the tables on him. "Nothing, I'm just worried that someone might lose a bet and try to renege on it." Brother Yu yelled, "Why do you always bring this up? If I don't treat you to a meal this Chinese New Year, I'll change my surname to yours!" I laughed heartily.

Another time, when Brother Yu wasn't home, I was chatting with Sister-in-law Yu. She asked me why I had exposed my genitals in the video that day. I chuckled and told her what had happened that day. She chuckled too. Then, seeing the opportunity, I asked her which one she thought was bigger, mine or Brother Yu's. Sister-in-law Yu was very shy and didn't say anything for a long time. I pleaded with her to tell me, and she whispered that they were about the same length, but mine seemed a little thicker. I then asked Sister-in-law Yu if she often gave Brother Yu oral sex. She said she always gave him oral sex before sex, saying that Brother Yu always made her demand of her according to the standards of porn. And sometimes Brother Yu would deliberately ejaculate into her mouth, holding her head down so she couldn't escape. Sister-in-law Yu said she actually didn't like the taste of semen. Hearing this made me incredibly envious. I have a fetish for oral sex, especially blowjobs (where the man ejaculates into the woman's mouth during oral sex). This is a fetish I developed back when I was watching porn. Watching the male actor's large penis go in and out of the female actor's mouth, the female actor sucking and swallowing, the male actor finally letting out a few uncontrollable shouts, his penis thrusting a few times, then stopping, and the female actor opening her mouth, her mouth full of white semen—it's so manly! It's incredibly pleasurable! But my wife is a traditional woman and never gives me oral sex. I'm too embarrassed to tell her directly, so before each sexual encounter, I lick her vulva for a long time, letting her know that pleasure can be achieved through mutual oral stimulation of each other's genitals. Later, she would occasionally lick my penis, but usually only during her period when I showed a strong desire, and even then, it would only last about a minute. Then she would say her head or neck was tired and lie down. After resting for a while, she would ask if I wanted her to lick me a little more. Anyway, it only lasts a minute, and besides, she clearly didn't want to, so I usually said no. So I heard that Sister-in-law Yu often gives Brother Yu oral sex and can even perform blowjobs, which I'm incredibly envious of!

As my wife got to know Brother Yu's family better, she also got to know them. Brother Yu and his family were very open, often chatting and whispering sweet nothings. Sometimes, in their excitement, they would run to the bed and start making love, leaving the camera on. My wife and I would watch their lovemaking performance. At first, my wife would run to the other room to avoid watching when Brother Yu and his family started making love, but gradually she started watching with me. I would start teasing my wife from the beginning, gently kissing her and caressing her to help her get used to the situation. Then I would turn up the volume, put my earpiece by the bed, and listen to the sounds of Brother Yu and his family making love while watching the video. I would also join in the two families' lovemaking. My wife noticed that I was always unusually energetic and passionate, unlike my usual listless self, and that I made her feel very good. Later, one time, Brother Yu made Sister-in-law Yu perform a striptease before making love. He undressed as he danced, until she was completely naked. Then he placed a camera in front of her vulva and made her touch it while moaning. I was truly amazed. My wife blushed deeply as she watched. I then pushed my wife onto the bed and roughly ripped off her clothes, almost tearing her panties. I grabbed her breasts and began licking her vulva. While watching the seemingly demure but actually wanton Sister-in-law Yu perform, I took off my own clothes and forcefully thrust my engorged penis into her already wet vagina. My thick penis fully stretched the walls of her vagina, the glans moving back and forth in the almost seamless, moist vagina. Brother Yu must have seen us; he roared and pushed Sister-in-law Yu onto the bed, making her large buttocks stick up high, and then fucked her hard from behind. I kept glancing at Brother Yu thrusting hard into Sister Yu from behind, then at my wife panting beneath me. Sister Yu's melodious moans filled the speakers. Listening to the two women's alternating groans, a strange, unrestrained pleasure rose within me. I unconsciously increased the speed of my thrusting, and soon a wonderfully pleasurable sensation surged through my penis. My body stiffened, and my semen gushed out, not a single drop spilling out, flowing perfectly into my wife's warm vagina.

Later, we both got used to this way of making love. My wife became much more open, and dancing became a regular occurrence. During foreplay when the two families video-chatted, my wife and Sister Yu would have a little competition, neither willing to give in. But my wife had a better figure than Sister Yu, and her movements were more alluring. Plus, my wife had learned a few moves online, adding seductive and masturbatory motions to her dance, making her incredibly sexy. Brother Yu often tells me how great my wife's figure is, and how lucky I am, while Sister-in-law Yu isn't so great—she's a bit overweight, and has a lot of belly fat. Of course, my wife's figure is undeniably amazing; she has absolutely no excess fat on her stomach, and her skin is very smooth. I think to myself, it seems my luck really is quite good.

Chapter Four: The Encounters in Harbin

Before I knew it, it was Spring Festival, and my wife and I had a considerable vacation. Brother Yu warmly invited us to go to the Ice and Snow World, and after discussing it, we agreed. Our train was at 7 a.m., and we didn't arrive until after 5 p.m. When we arrived, Brother Yu and Sister-in-law Yu were already waiting for us at the station. We used our pre-arranged signal: Brother Yu was holding a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms." I immediately recognized the guy in the crowd, the one foolishly holding a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms." I went up to him, and Brother Yu recognized me too. We formally and tightly shook hands. After some pleasantries, Brother Yu led us to his car, a black Accord. We drove around in a maze of turns until we arrived at a restaurant. He treated us to river fish from the Songhua River. True to his name, Brother Yu treated me to his own brother's food as soon as we arrived! And the river fish was incredibly fresh! After we were full, we all went to a hotel. When I got out of the car, I was shocked! It was the Harbin Municipal Hotel… I said to Brother Yu, “Brother Yu, I’m scared. What if I do something inappropriate in the room? Will the government officials come and arrest me?” Brother Yu replied, “The most dangerous place is actually the safest.” What kind of nonsense is that! But I still followed him into the hotel. The environment seemed quite nice, and the room was surprisingly large, with two double beds. The four of us chatted for a long time before Brother Yu and his wife left. My wife and I were tired from the long train ride, so we went straight to sleep. The next morning, after my wife and I met up with Brother Yu, he took us directly to the Ice and Snow World. Inside, it was a sea of ice and snow, with all sorts of ice sculptures and uniquely shaped igloos. Especially at night, when the colorful neon lights came on, it was truly breathtaking. We also went skiing together. Since neither my wife nor I knew how to ski, we split into two groups. Following the principle of "teamwork makes the dream work," my husband taught my wife, and my wife taught me. When I first got on the skis, I had absolutely no balance. Even taking small steps would cause me to fall flat on my face, so I had to rely on others. My wife patiently helped me teach, which inevitably led to physical contact. Even through the thick clothing, I could sometimes feel the softness of her breasts through unintentional touches, and then I would deliberately cling to her. I'm very interested in perfumes; a woman's scent reveals her character. My wife wore Dior's Purée Poison, a uniquely sexy scent that purely evokes instinctive allure. It's one of the top choices for lovers on an evening date, which means…

That evening, the four of us returned to the hotel together. We first chatted about the various interesting scenes from the day, talking for about half an hour. After one topic ended, we all laughed, and then, quite coincidentally, there was a two-minute silence. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became somewhat ambiguous. I looked at my wife, then at Sister-in-law Yu. Just then, Sister-in-law Yu also looked at me. Our eyes met, and Sister-in-law Yu immediately blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at me. I looked at my wife again; she was also blushing and looking down. I felt the room was a bit hot… so I coughed lightly. “Oh, well, Brother Yu, you two have been playing with us all day, you must be all sweaty, and your hair must have a lot of snow on it. Why don’t you both take a shower before you leave?” Sister-in-law Yu’s face turned even redder at this, and she didn’t dare to speak. Brother Yu then asked Sister-in-law Yu, “How about it? Take a shower before you leave?” Sister-in-law Yu said in a barely audible voice, “Whatever.” Brother Yu smiled and then said, “Then my wife and I will go take a shower first.” Then he pulled Sister-in-law Yu into the bathroom. A moment later, the sound of running water filled the air. My wife remained silent by my side. I went over and gently embraced her. She hugged me tightly and said, "Honey, I'm a little scared." I stroked her hair and said, "Sweetie, baby, what are you afraid of? Don't worry, when have I ever forced you to do something you don't want to do?" My wife softly hummed in my arms. After waiting for a while, Brother Yu and his wife came out of the shower. They were both wearing bathrobes. Sister-in-law Yu's hair was still wet and not completely dry, and the bathrobe couldn't hide the expanse of white skin on her chest. Although Sister-in-law Yu wasn't a beauty and didn't have a particularly good figure, I still felt a little thirsty and quickly pulled my wife into the bathroom. After adjusting the hot water and calming my agitation, I took off my clothes, then gently removed my wife's clothes as well. My wife seemed a little shy at this point, covering her genitals and breasts with her hands. Seeing her shy appearance, my penis became erect again. I quickly tried to distract myself, saying, "How long do you plan to take a bath?" Then I pulled my wife into the bathtub for a romantic bath together. While washing my wife, I scrubbed her body, but I wasn't actually touching her. Before long, my wife was aroused and very wet. The bath took quite a while to finish. Before we got out, my wife asked if she wanted to wear perfume. I thought for a moment and asked her to bring out the bottle of Bossfemme (my wife had brought two bottles of perfume with her, one Chanel Choice and one Bossfemme). I sprayed Bossfemme on her neck, armpits, waist, and ankles, and finally on her pubic hair. My wife blushed instantly, and hesitated to leave. We put on our bathrobes and took her outside. Once outside, we saw music playing on the TV, and Brother Yu and Sister-in-law Yu lying on a bed, passionately kissing. Brother Yu's large hand was kneading Sister-in-law Yu's breasts inside her bathrobe; half of her body was exposed, her full, white breasts changing shape under his caresses. My wife gasped and buried her face in my arms, not daring to peek out. To be honest, it was my first time witnessing a live sex show. I stared intently at Sister Yu's breasts for a few moments, then picked my wife up and carried her to the bed. Once there, she remained nestled in my arms. I turned her pretty face towards me; she closed her eyes. I gently kissed her lips, then continued to probe her teeth with my tongue. After a few moments, her teeth opened, and her small tongue emerged, intertwining with mine. Soon, she leaned against me as if boneless. My hands gently brushed across her back, moving from her waist to her front, then up to her breasts. I gently lifted the hem of her bathrobe, revealing her delicate yet firm breasts, so soft, smooth, and incredibly elastic. Under my kneading and pressing, her nipples quickly hardened, and her breasts swelled between my fingers. I looked at Sister Yu then. Her bathrobe had mostly fallen off the bed. Brother Yu was licking her large breasts with his tongue, one hand already deep inside her lush, verdant pubic area. Her legs were wide open, her two purplish-red labia slippery. Brother Yu's fingers were inside her tender opening, stirring incessantly, and Sister Yu let out soft moans. After rubbing for a while, Brother Yu pulled Sister Yu up and lay down himself. Sister Yu knelt between Brother Yu's legs, one hand stroking the base of his penis, then licking the glans with her tongue. Later, she opened her mouth and swallowed the entire penis whole, leaving it in her throat for several seconds before spitting it out. She then began to perform oral sex on Brother Yu, moving her head up and down. My wife had already gotten used to the environment and was quite aroused by what I'd done. Seeing Sister-in-law Yu giving Brother Yu a vigorous blowjob, and noticing my erect penis was unattended, she sat up, had me lie on the bed, and, imitating Sister-in-law Yu, took my penis into her mouth and began to suck and swallow it. Great! This trip to Harbin wasn't a waste; at least my wife was willing to give me blowjobs as foreplay! Haha! However, my wife rarely gives me blowjobs, and her teeth often rub against my penis. The sudden contact of my penis with a hard object always felt a bit off, but in this situation, she was already being kind, so I didn't say anything. She gave me blowjobs for about five minutes, a truly record-breaking performance! Brother Yu sat up, placed Sister Yu on the bed, picked up his penis, and thrust it into her. Sister Yu groaned loudly. I saw that my wife's vulva was already soaking wet, so I made her kneel in front of the bed and inserted myself into her slippery vagina from behind. My hands were on either side of my wife's round and elastic buttocks, my lower abdomen pressed completely against them, and I began to thrust my hips back and forth. With each thrust, my wife began to groan. As I thrust back and forth, I reached over and rubbed my wife's perfect breasts. Brother Yu, while having sex with Sister Yu, looked at his wife's proud figure, her delicate breasts and perfectly proportioned buttocks, his hands constantly kneading Sister Yu's large breasts. It felt like he was thrusting faster and faster, and Sister Yu was experiencing frequent pleasure under the action of his hands and penis, letting out bursts of groans. The simultaneous moans of the two wives made Brother Yu and me raise our heads. We exchanged a glance and instantly understood each other's meaning. Brother Yu thrust into Sister-in-law Yu violently a few times, then climbed on top of her, wrapped his arms around her back, and lifted her up with a forceful movement. Sister-in-law Yu clung tightly to Brother Yu like an octopus. Brother Yu held her buttocks tightly, rocking her up and down a few times, his penis also moving up and down a few times. But soon, Brother Yu's strength seemed to give out, and he abruptly put Sister-in-law Yu back on the bed. This time, however, he put her on my wife's and my bed. Brother Yu was on one side of the bed, Sister-in-law Yu lying face up; I was on the other side, my wife kneeling face down. Brother Yu took a breath and continued to thrust violently. Sister-in-law Yu let out a series of melodious moans. Seeing this, I also began to thrust violently, determined to compete with Brother Yu. My wife also let out a series of unrestrained moans. As Brother Yu was thrusting, he reached out a hand and touched my wife's breast. This change caught me completely off guard; I felt a jolt in my heart, unsure of what to feel. Not to be outdone, I reached out and touched Sister Yu's breasts. Sister Yu was already quite voluptuous; her breasts were several sizes larger, though a little saggy, but still very satisfying to touch. My wife's breasts, on the other hand, were perky and firm. Thinking of my wife's breasts, I saw Brother Yu's large hands frantically kneading them. My wife sensed Brother Yu's actions, turned to look at me, and seeing me touching Sister Yu's breasts, she didn't say anything, just closed her eyes, moaning softly as she silently endured Brother Yu's caresses. After a while, Brother Yu leaned in and kissed my wife's lips. My wife kept her eyes closed as he kissed her, but her teeth were clenched, clearly not engaging in a French kiss. Fish Brother worked for a while longer, then suddenly pulled his penis out of Fish Sister's vagina and shoved it directly into his wife's mouth. His large penis, still covered in a little white foam, thrust in and out of her mouth, but she wouldn't open it; instead, she turned her face away. At that moment, I understood the pain I felt when my wife had sex with someone else. But I didn't show it too much; I just shook my head at Fish Brother, meaning it wasn't enough. Fish Brother reluctantly inserted it back into Fish Sister's vagina and began thrusting violently, seemingly unsatisfied. Seeing this, I was afraid Fish Brother would get aroused again and put his penis near my wife's mouth, so I had my wife lie down and started thrusting into her vagina from the front, preventing Fish Brother from getting a good chance. Fish Brother then had Fish Sister sit up, her buttocks facing him, and started having sex with her from behind. Brother Yu thrust into Sister Yu very forcefully, and soon Sister Yu was pushed forward several steps. Then Brother Yu made Sister Yu lie face down with her head turned to the side, and while he was thrusting, Sister Yu was pushed forward until she was lying directly above him, meaning Brother Yu was having sex with Sister Yu from behind.The penis was almost touching my wife's face. I felt that Brother Yu was doing it on purpose, so I decided to end this unpleasant sex quickly. I immediately increased the speed of my thrusting, and my penis consciously couldn't control its urge to ejaculate. With a wave of pleasure, I couldn't help but groan. When Brother Yu saw that I was about to climax, he also increased the speed of his thrusting, and he also groaned with pleasure. Actually, the ones feeling the most comfortable at this moment were Sister-in-law Yu and my wife. Sister-in-law Yu was too weak to support herself with her arms and instead lay directly on my wife's stomach, covering her mouth with her hand and groaning passionately. My wife was frantically shaking her hair, groaning loudly and panting. A tingling sensation came from my lower body, and my penis tensed up, and streams of thick, hot semen gushed into my wife's vagina. At this moment, Brother Yu also shouted, it seemed that he was about to ejaculate as well, but he didn't ejaculate inside Sister-in-law Yu's vagina. Instead, he pulled out at the last moment and ejaculated outside while stroking with his hand. Fish Sister-in-law was already on top of my wife, her vaginal opening practically touching my wife's face. When Fish Brother pulled out and ejaculated outside, it landed completely on my wife's face and hair. However, my wife was still immersed in the pleasure of her orgasm and hadn't reacted yet. Looking at the thick white semen splattered on my wife's face, I felt a mix of emotions. Was it disappointment? Humiliation? Anger? Or pain? I didn't know. Fish Brother and Fish Sister-in-law noticed I seemed unhappy but didn't say anything more. After a while, they left. I silently found some tissues, gently wiped the semen off my wife's face, then pulled her into my arms without saying a word.

The next day, we said goodbye to Brother Yu and Sister-in-law Yu, thanked them for their hospitality, and took the train home.

Chapter Five: Changing Mindsets and Making Friends

Back home, I carefully reflected on the past few weeks and analyzed where the problems lay. I believe that firstly, I was not psychologically prepared for what might happen in Harbin, which led to my wife being even less prepared; secondly, I hadn't completely convinced my wife to participate in wife-swapping with other couples. At most, she could accept having sex with her husband in the same place as other couples, and the fact that she didn't react violently when Brother Yu touched her breasts was already a great concession; thirdly, Brother Yu and his wife weren't my ideal wife-swapping partners, and Sister-in-law Yu was far from my aesthetic standards. However, they essentially introduced me to wife-swapping and helped my wife subtly influence her, which is why I didn't have much resistance to swapping with Brother Yu and his wife. After summarizing the gains and losses, I established my future direction and formulated some principles. During this time, a wicked thought suddenly crossed my mind: since my wife's job is so difficult, why not... take her to a prostitute...? But I immediately dismissed the idea. First, finding a suitable prostitute would be a hassle. If I just picked one randomly, she'd give herself away after a few words. If I told her everything about my situation and other family matters, she might use it to blackmail me or spread rumors, and I'd be finished. Second, how would I do foreplay with a prostitute? Just thinking about their mouths and vaginas, being penetrated by all sorts of large penises every day—some might be infected, some might not—how could I kiss her? How could I have sex with her? It was disgusting. So, I decided against the prostitute idea. It's better to be a little more difficult; at least my wife is safe and clean.

Next, the work will proceed in two steps. First, I need to break free from my complete dependence on Brother Yu and become self-reliant. I've posted the sexy nude photos I took of my wife and the photos of her vagina with semen after sex on dating forums. Of course, I'm keeping this a secret from my wife for now. I've also posted my QQ number, stating that I'm looking for sincere wife-swapping couples, but I refuse single men. Because, in my view, wife-swapping is essentially a commodity exchange, similar to exchanging your beloved dolls and cars with two children for a few days and then getting them back. I'm giving up my wife's sexual rights, but what does the single man give up? There's no such thing as gain without loss. So, regardless of what others think, I will absolutely not accept single men. Second, based on my own aesthetic standards, I'll roughly outline the criteria for a wife-swapping partner that meets my expectations (these criteria are all specific to the other person's wife). First, her figure must be good, not worse than my wife's. Although I'm tired of seeing my wife's excellent figure every day, it doesn't mean I can accept a voluptuous figure. Once I'm completely naked, all that excess fat on my body greatly diminishes my interest. Take Sister Yu, for example; her plump figure just didn't arouse me. Secondly, she has to be pretty. She doesn't have to be a beauty, but she needs to have some unique features—like a pure, innocent look, a good temperament, or a baby face—anything that's pleasing to the eye. Thirdly, and I'm a little embarrassed to admit it, I have a slight foot fetish. When I admire a woman, I first look at her face, then her figure, and then my gaze immediately travels down to her feet. If I were to rate a woman, her figure would be 40, her looks 30, and her feet 30. However, I've always kept this fetish quite hidden. My wife didn't know at first because her feet are only slightly above average, not enough to arouse my interest. She only discovered this later from the porn on my computer—that I like to look at all kinds of beautiful feet, and some foot fetish videos—and realized I might have this fetish. However, when she asked me about this, I never answered her. She would sometimes use her feet to seduce me when trying to attract me, but honestly, my wife's feet didn't really interest me, so she stopped thinking about it. But I was determined to find a wife-swapping partner with beautiful feet to satisfy my cravings; secondly, her skin had to be fair, because my wife's skin was fair, but not extremely fair, and one reason her feet weren't perfect was because her skin wasn't very fair. A woman's feet aren't considered perfect unless they're fair, and women with fair skin often possess various beautiful qualities. Having set my goals, I implemented my plan step by step. My sexual activity with my wife returned to once a month or even less, and each time it wasn't very satisfying. My wife's desires are clearly unsatisfied, and she often openly seduces me. I always suppress my emotions and pretend to be tired or uninterested. Then she'll automatically turn on some porn on the computer, and we'll watch it together while she tries to seduce me. I usually only show excitement when she gets to domestic sex videos; the more she speaks Mandarin, the more aroused I become. Then I'll have sex with her hard, making her feel good, saving her from constantly being sexually frustrated and cheating on me—that would be a huge loss for me.

The posts on the forum have been quite effective; many people have added me on QQ to chat, but there are many annoying single men and people with low manners who use foul language, starting conversations with things like "I want to fuck your wife's pussy" and so on. I've kicked out all the single men and people with low manners, leaving me with quite a few friends I can actually connect with. I increasingly felt that I had made the right move. I could freely discuss my experiences and feelings about sex with them without any reservations. Many of my friends who had participated in wife-swapping also spoke candidly about their experiences. Some wives talked about the delicate sensations they felt during intercourse and the pleasure they gained from it. Sometimes we would meet in a video chat room where one of the wives would perform a striptease, or demonstrate how to masturbate. Sometimes the husbands and wives would even perform a live pornographic video, and everyone would collectively put the camera in front of their penises and masturbate while uttering obscene words. Finally, the men would usually take a close-up shot of the woman's vagina with the camera, and that's when everyone would ejaculate. Whenever a wife performed oral sex on her husband, I felt depressed. No matter how open my wife is when she's teasing me, she generally won't give me oral sex. Even when she does, it's only for about a minute. Every time I ask her to give me oral sex longer, she says her neck is tired or something, and sometimes she just shakes her head and says no. As for oral sex in her mouth, forget about it, even though I love it. It's so frustrating... Whenever my wife performs oral sex, when I'm close to climax, I usually can't help but moan a few times, then I hold her head down and thrust forward, and my penis stays still inside her mouth. As I watch, I intensely imagine: how amazing it would be if that were my penis! Then my wife gets some toilet paper and slowly spits the semen from her mouth onto it. I also masturbate vigorously and ejaculate towards the camera. I usually ejaculate more than usual when she performs oral sex. But my wife has never shown off her beautiful feet or performed foot fetish, so I've kept my fetish deeply hidden to avoid people thinking I'm a pervert.

One time, we were chatting in a chat room when my wife came home. A sudden idea struck me. I told everyone that this time my wife and I would perform. I set up the webcam and headset, turned off the computer monitor, went to the outer room, and grabbed my wife from behind as she was changing. I kissed and groped her, making her moan softly. My wife was puzzled by my sudden arousal, as I usually had very low libido, but she didn't ask anything and half-heartedly let me lead her into the room. Once inside, my wife and I embraced and kissed. My hands started from her long hair and stroked her back. Then, I skillfully unhooked her bra, ripped it off, and tossed it far away in a corner. I squeezed her firm breasts, kneading them for a while, then leaned forward and sucked on her swollen, peanut-sized nipples. My hands then moved to the waistband of her panties and slipped inside. Following the curve of her hips, I pulled down my wife's black lace panties along her left leg. My wife's eyes were slightly narrowed, her long, snow-white legs spread wide. I reached behind her, placed my hands on her knees, and pulled her into my arms. I aimed my penis at her vulva and gently lowered it. My penis slowly slid into the opening, and my wife let out a soft "Ah." I began to slowly thrust in and out, doing it at a rhythm of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, neither too fast nor too slow. I was in front of everyone now, so I couldn't appear impotent. Finishing in five minutes wasn't my style. My wife's moans grew louder with each thrust of my penis. She swayed her hips back and forth in rhythm with me, saying, "Husband, hurry up!" Her wantonness spurred me to speed up my thrusts. My penis powerfully slid in and out of her tight, delicate vagina. My wife's fingers dug deep into the flesh of my shoulder, but I didn't feel it at the time. I was just moving my lower abdomen rapidly, making sure my penis went as far as it could into her vagina each time. After about 10 minutes of thrusting, I felt it was about time. I got up, laid my wife down, and pressed her long, slender legs against my chest, making her arch her back in a V-shape. Then I leaned over her and thrust my penis heavily into her protruding vagina, pounding away rapidly and intensely. My wife hugged my neck and cried out, "Honey, it feels so good!" Then, like a pile driver, I thrust my penis heavily into her stretched slit, my scrotum slapping against her upturned buttocks with a "smack, smack" sound. My wife grabbed her head with both hands, shaking it violently. I felt my penis was about to burst, so I thrust a few more times, then pulled my wife's waist back tightly, my glans deeply inserted into her vagina, ejaculating hot semen. My wife's buttocks tensed up, her soft, boneless body sliding down gently. I gently pulled out my penis, my wife's round buttocks trembling slightly, her swollen, red slit unable to close, a small, pen-like opening, pure white semen slowly flowing from her vaginal opening. I picked up the webcam, placed it in front of my wife's vaginal opening for a close-up, then plopped down in the computer chair, turned on the monitor, and the chat room was already filled with lewd words, all praising me, saying things like "good" and "wonderful." My wife finally snapped out of her climax. Looking at the screen, she knew what had happened. She covered her face, scolded me a few times, and ran out of the house. Netizens accused me of being insidious, saying my wife was so amazing, why didn't I show off sooner? I explained that she wasn't fully into it yet, and I hadn't completely convinced her; I'd done it behind her back this time. Only then did the criticism stop.

Chapter Six: Xiao Lan's Appearance

. For a long time, many fellow enthusiasts had asked me if I did wife-swapping. Frankly, none of their wives met my aesthetic standards, and I always declined their invitations, citing my inability to convince my wife. Then one day, a QQ account named "Midnight Tenderness" (pseudonym) requested a friend request with the verification message "Seeking exchange." I readily approved the request and added him as a friend. The video call started, and the other person was a bespectacled, refined man in his thirties, thin, and somewhat cultured.

"Hello."

"Hello."

"I saw your post on the ** forum."

"Hmm."

"I admire your courage."

"Thank you."

"Your experience with your wife must have been quite exciting."

"It was alright."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

"Does your wife know about this?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything by it, don't misunderstand, I just want to ask you how you convinced your wife."

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"Of course not, I just want to learn some experience from you, brother."

At this point, I suddenly remembered my naive self when I first met Brother Yu on QQ, and my heart softened. I started chatting with this "Midnight Tenderness." It turned out that this "Midnight Tenderness" was also a fantasist about wife-swapping games, but she was shy and had always secretly watched other people's videos. After seeing my video comment, she felt a surge of excitement and came to ask me for advice. I asked him why he wanted to participate in wife swapping. He said that sex with his wife lacked passion. Partly, after being married for so long, sex had become routine and unexciting; partly, he said his wife was too dull, lacking the passion of actresses in pornographic films, and rarely moaned. She was simply submissive, and after sex, she would just get out of bed and shower, which he found incredibly uninspiring. I suggested he hire a prostitute, but he said everyone does that, it's dirty; and what if he got a disease? That's no joke. I suggested he find a mistress, but he said he couldn't afford one. He said ordinary working-class people wouldn't be interested in mistresses, and that mistresses were all rich men. Seeing that our views were basically aligned, I felt we had a basis for discussion, so I asked his wife what she thought about wife swapping. He was a little embarrassed and said his wife knew nothing about it. I was a bit confused. If she didn't know, why would she want to swap with me? He said that without the verification message, no one would add him. I was exasperated. I suggested I see what his wife looked like. Honestly, if she was nice, we could chat; if not, goodbye. He fiddled around for a while and sent me a photo. When I opened it, my heart skipped a beat. She was the epitome of a delicate, refined beauty: an oval face, long eyelashes, small but bright eyes like clear water, a small, straight, and elegant nose, and thin lips. She was tall and slender, with a tiny waist. Her white wedding dress trailed on the ground, making her look graceful and dignified, with a gentle and quiet elegance.

"This is a wedding photo, okay? Wedding photos are so heavily made up, you hardly look human! Besides, it's from many years ago. How about a recent photo?"

He fiddled around for a while and sent another photo. I eagerly opened it. The woman in the photo was resting her chin on her hand, gazing thoughtfully. She had cascading long hair, an elegant dress, and skin so fair it was almost translucent. That captivating gentleness, that elegant and refined beauty, held my gaze captive for a long time, unable to look away.

"You're really something! Your wife is so dignified, and you're thinking of cheating on her."

"I initially thought she was great, but she's too dull; it got boring after a while."

Goodness, there are all sorts of people in this world. You see her as worthless, but I see her as a treasure—she's the one!

So I started telling this "Midnight Tenderness" how I had gradually worked on my wife. Of course, I couldn't finish in one go. Every time I went online, this guy was online, saying he was either at home or at work. I asked him what kind of work he did, and he said "teacher," but he didn't tell me what kind of teacher. I was secretly alarmed. With this kind of dirty mind, he's a teacher? I hope my child never encounters a teacher like this. This guy seemed quite inspired by my experience. When he talked about the wife-swapping incident in Harbin, to be honest, I wasn't very interested and gave a cursory account. But this guy was very enthusiastic and asked me questions bit by bit. Of course, when I got to the end, I had to add some "artistic" exaggeration. I couldn't tell the truth; instead, I said the wife-swapping was successful, embellishing the story. This guy listened with a sigh. After I finished recounting my experience, he felt there were many aspects of his advanced experience that I could learn from. However, his wife's low libido was a problem. According to "Midnight Tenderness," if he didn't initiate sex for six months, his wife probably wouldn't bring it up either. I could only suggest lowering her moral standards first, and then discussing the rest later.

So I got a gym membership and started running and working out every day. Having a goal gave me motivation, and this time I persevered with unwavering determination. Firstly, it effectively restored my fit physique, and secondly, it increased my stamina and endurance—the benefits were significant.

One day, when both of them were present, I was formally introduced to his wife on QQ as a friend "Midnight Tenderness" had met during her university days in Beijing. This was the first time I saw his wife in person. Although the video wasn't very clear, her pure and beautiful face and fair, delicate skin were still visible. After a brief greeting and some introductions, she remained mostly silent. For some reason, my conversations with "Midnight Tenderness" became incredibly witty and insightful. I frequently quoted classical texts, and my words were both profound and hilarious, even making them laugh out loud. I was quite impressed with myself. Before logging off, I seized the opportunity and asked for his wife's QQ number, then we added each other as friends. From then on, whenever I chatted with "Midnight Tenderness," I would include his wife. We got to know each other better over time. His wife was a very quiet person; she didn't say much to me, mostly just watching us chat with a smile. Whenever I made her laugh, she would gently purse her rosy lips and smile sweetly. It made me incredibly envious… Damn it… how could such a beautiful woman be snatched up by this pig?

One time, while I was chatting with them, "Midnight Tenderness" had to go out. I seized this opportunity and quickly said I'd chat with his wife a little longer before logging off. "Midnight Tenderness" left, and his wife sat down at the computer. To avoid creating too much distance between him and his wife, I started by talking about "Midnight Tenderness." I began recounting anecdotes from my university days involving my roommates and friends, attributing them all to "Midnight Tenderness," which made his wife giggle and cover her mouth. After hearing many of "Midnight Tenderness's" "celebrity anecdotes," his wife said she'd never heard him mention them before. I explained that he couldn't possibly remember his embarrassing moments so clearly. Seeing that things were going smoothly, I asked where "Midnight Tenderness" worked. His wife, as expected, wasn't on guard and said he was a teacher at ** University. I was stunned! This guy was actually corrupting us innocent students at university! I asked her where she worked, and after a moment's hesitation, she said she worked as a teller at a bank. I didn't quite understand the job, so I asked her to summarize it for me. Actually, I just wanted her to talk; I couldn't just be the one doing the talking. After she finished, I asked her what I should call her. Always calling her "Hey" or "Hi" wasn't appropriate. She smiled and said her name was Lan, and I could call her Xiao Lan. I jokingly asked if her surname was Ji, and she laughed too. Then I asked Xiao Lan where she went to university and if she had any interesting stories. She started talking a lot, telling me many interesting things from a girl's perspective. Time flew by; it seemed like only a few hours had passed. "Midnight Gentle" came back, we said goodbye, and then I logged off. Later, I asked about "Midnight Gentle's" name, saying it would be too fake if his wife found out I didn't even know his name. "Midnight Gentle" thought about it and agreed, telling me his surname was Ma, and I could call him Xiao Ma.

Every time I log on, I check if Xiaolan is online, but her little icon is always grayed out. But one time, I suddenly saw her online in broad daylight. Overjoyed, I rushed over to greet her and asked how she had time to go online in broad daylight. Xiaolan said her workplace allowed internet access, and she wasn't busy today, so she took a break. Then she asked why I was online, and I lied and said I'd just logged on too. She said, "That's such a coincidence!" I said, "That's called 'lacking the wings of a phoenix to fly with you.'" She looked confused and asked what I meant. I quickly teased her: "You call yourself a modern college student? Go online and look up some beauties!" After a while, she must have finished looking, and she pouted at me,

"You're pretty cocky!"

"Of course! Back in the day, I was known as the handsome, dashing Zhou Botong!" Xiaolan laughed so hard she almost fell over. Then we started chatting about interesting things at our respective workplaces. Time flew by unnoticed, and before we knew it, it was time to leave work. We said goodbye and logged off.

From then on, I immediately activated the QQ function on my phone and logged into QQ on my work computer as soon as I got to work. Xiao Lan would also log on occasionally in the afternoons. Since I was always online when she did, she would ask me why. I would always say that I had just logged on myself. She would say I was lying, and I would just smile and not answer. She would blush and stop asking me that question, and then we would change the subject and start chatting. Once we started chatting, we would forget about time. Strangely enough, we had endless topics to talk about, making it difficult for me to say goodbye each time.

One night, I formally introduced my wife to them, making my relationship with "Midnight Tenderness," also known as Xiao Ma, clear. I even hugged my wife affectionately in front of the camera and kissed her, which made Xiao Ma whistle loudly.

The next day, when Xiaolan came online to chat, she asked me, "You two have a really good relationship." I replied that it was pretty good. She pursed her lips and didn't say anything else. I turned around and said to her, "I think Xiaoma and you two have a better relationship than us." Xiaolan sighed softly and didn't say anything. I asked her what was wrong, and she said nothing. Then I said that Xiaoma is an honest and simple man. Maybe he doesn't have many sweet words or grand vows, but his heart is definitely with you. He just chose the most simple and unadorned way to express it (I felt like throwing up when I said this). You can't look down on Xiaoma. Xiaolan listened in silence for a while. Then she asked me what I thought of her. Hehehe, the show is about to begin. I carefully chose my words and then explained gently.

"To evaluate a person, we must consider both their inner and outer qualities. First, regarding your appearance, you are an undeniably gentle and beautiful woman. Your skin is delicate, you are sweet and lovely, and you have a beautiful figure, giving off a petite and endearing aura. Your voice is soft and melodious, like ripples on a lake caused by raindrops—not spoken, but emanating naturally. Then, regarding your inner qualities, you are approachable and easy-going, somewhat introverted. You don't particularly crave wealth or high office, and you are easily content with a stable and harmonious environment. Although you are gentle and beautiful, you are not merely someone's decorative object or 'pet.' While gentle, you are not weak; while introverted, you are not aloof; while confident, you are not arrogant; while traditional, you are not pedantic. In marriage, you are peaceful, without restlessness or anxiety, as still as water. You are a quiet and dutiful woman who makes men feel both comfortable and pleased. You embody tenderness in your serene demeanor." She exudes mystery with her reserved demeanor. You possess beauty, elegance, and refinement, embodying both ethereal grace and spiritual charm. Your beauty is like a plum harvested during the rainy season in the Jianghuai region; it must be savored slowly and carefully to appreciate the simple yet complex flavor.

Having said all this, I let out a long sigh. Xiao Lan's face flushed, and she stared at me with wide, beautiful eyes, remaining silent for a long while. I smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?"

"Am I really that good?"

I immediately stopped smiling and said to her in a serious tone, "Yes, you are a near-perfect woman."

She stared blankly for a long time, then said she didn't want to chat anymore. I said okay, and then we both logged off.

Chapter Seven: Falling in Love with Xiao Lan

The next afternoon, Xiao Lan indeed logged on from work. As soon as she saw me, her face involuntarily turned red. I started teasing her, saying she looked different than usual today. She was a little shy and asked me what was different. I said she seemed particularly radiant and beautiful today. She gently "spit" at me, telling me to stop with the sweet talk. I chuckled and changed the subject. After chatting for a while, she couldn't help but ask me what I did last night. I said I chatted with Xiao Ma for a while, then got sleepy and went straight to sleep. Xiao Lan blushed and asked what I did before going to sleep. I smiled mischievously and asked her: You can tell me anything? Xiao Lan said, "Forget it, don't say anything more. It probably won't do anything good anyway." I smiled and said, "My wife and I made love." Xiao Lan's face immediately turned as red as a ripe apple.

I pretended not to know and asked with a smile, "Did you see me because I didn't turn off the video?"

Xiao Lan quickly waved her hands, "No, no, I saw you hadn't turned off the video, so I turned it off immediately. I didn't see anything..."

I chuckled and didn't say anything else. She also blushed and remained silent. After a while, I asked her, "Never mind, then tell me your opinion on my performance yesterday." Xiao Lan explained, "I...I didn't see anything." I smiled and didn't say anything. Xiao Lan said, "I'm a little tired today, let's call it a day." I said okay, and then she hurriedly logged off. I chuckled inwardly, but I didn't log off. I felt she would definitely come back online soon. About 15 minutes later, Xiao Lan's avatar was grayed out and she called me. Hmm...this little girl, still online invisibly...interesting. Let's see what she says.

"Why aren't you offline?"

"Because you haven't answered my question yet."

"I really didn't see it, I just saw a little bit when I first logged on, just a little bit."

I smiled without saying anything, staring straight at the camera without blinking, and abruptly said to her, "You look especially beautiful today! Really!"

She blushed like a ripe persimmon and didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long while, she seemed to have calmed down a bit. Then, she stretched out her delicate little finger and gently brushed her dark hair behind her ear. This small gesture stirred my heart. Then, Xiao Lan slowly said to me, "You're so gentle with your wife." The real show was about to begin…

"Women are made of water; they are delicate and precious, gentle and fragile. Therefore, a man should cherish her with all his tenderness. I want my kisses to fall on every inch of my lover's skin, and my warmth to bloom in every corner of her body."

"Then why were you so passionate afterwards?"

"The highest sublimation of a man and woman's relationship is sex. No matter how intense the process, it's still a struggle between love and being loved. Through continuous and intense accumulation, both men and women can reach that ecstatic climax together."

"Then… what does an climax feel like?"

"To borrow a dictionary definition: the beginning of a female orgasm is mostly accompanied by a momentary feeling of suspension and ethereal transcendence. Then, a warm current strongly arises in the clitoris, gradually spreading throughout the body via the pelvis, finally causing spasms and twitches in the vaginal muscles, pelvic throbbing, reaching the peak of orgasm. During orgasm, a woman's perception and consciousness decrease; mild cases may experience dizziness, or even fainting due to the intensity of sexual pleasure. Some women describe their orgasms like this: 'My body felt like it was floating, full of power, a surging, raging fire that intensely engulfed everything, an exquisite, almost unbearable ecstasy.' Wow, you've never had an orgasm, have you?"

"I don't know, "

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