Two best friends swapped husbands

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The physical encounter between my wife, me, and that guy that night was passionate, exciting, and pleasurable. There was just one thing that felt off: that guy was my wife's best friend's husband. I've always supported my wife having lovers, but I don't want her to have affairs with men close to her. Everyone knows we men like to drink and have too much to drink. Sometimes, when we're drunk and don't realize it, we might unknowingly mention several women, even their names, just to avoid being believed. This would undoubtedly expose us to acquaintances. This is like being a clandestine operative; the risk of being exposed is extremely high.
I finally got to experience a threesome, but because we were all so familiar with each other, I was afraid things would get exposed. So I advised my wife to stop her affair with that guy. If his mistress's wife found out and made a scene, the whole neighborhood would probably know. Then we'd be stuck in our own home, unable to stay or leave. My wife listened to my explanation of how dangerous it is for acquaintances to be exposed, and she agreed to stop seeing that guy. That way, she wouldn't have a lover anymore. My wife hadn't seen that guy for a long time, but he called her more than a dozen times a day, demanding to meet. My wife couldn't handle it anymore and agreed to meet him that night. At 9 pm, my wife got into that guy's car. He stepped on the gas and sped off, stopping in a secluded spot. He got into the back seat, pushed my wife down without saying a word, lifted her dress, tore off her underwear, pulled down his pants, and started having sex with her. Needless to say, he was incredibly strong. My wife was panting heavily. I imagine the car must have been shaking violently. The impact was great, the speed was fast, and he ejaculated quickly. At this point, the guy pulled up his pants, hugged my wife, and started talking about his unrequited love. He said how miserable his life was, how his wife was frigid and wouldn't let him have sex, and how his mistress was ignoring him. He said he'd been thinking about my wife and masturbating all these days. He hugged and kissed my wife, tears streaming down his face, and that's how he moved her to agree to continue being his mistress. So, my wife secretly met with that guy again and had sex.
My wife is seeing that guy again, and I honestly had no idea. One day, I had just finished showering when I heard a knock on the door. I was wearing summer pajamas, but no underwear. When I opened the door, it was my friend's wife. Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying, making her beautiful face even more striking. She really is very pretty. Many times I've wanted to get closer to her and even casually touch her, but she usually avoids me. Today, she actually showed up at my door. I told her my wife wasn't home, that she had gone out. I always assumed she was looking for my wife. She asked where my wife was, and I said how would I know? She never tells me where she goes. My friend's wife said she knew, that she was in a hotel about 10 kilometers away. I said that was impossible. She said one of her friends who does walking exercises saw her husband holding hands with a shop owner as they entered a hotel. She then tried to drag me to the hotel to catch them, but of course I refused. I didn't want to make a scene. I pulled her down to sit on the sofa, poured her a cup of tea, and told her that we'd come all that way, and by then they'd finished. They couldn't stay in the hotel for long; even if he wasn't afraid, we would be. What's done is done, so let them be. You can't stop someone from cheating once they start. As I spoke, I pulled her close, patting her back. She nestled in my arms like a child, listening to my lecture. I said it was better to find someone you knew than a prostitute. If I kept a tight rein, he'd go to prostitutes, and if he caught some weird disease, how would he survive? I told her my wife and he could do whatever they wanted as long as they were happy. The guy's wife looked up at me and said, "You've always been such a stingy man, yet you're so generous to your wife." I looked down at her red lips and the heaving breasts under her clothes, and felt an urge to kiss her. Just as I was about to kiss her, she suddenly tried to get up, grabbing my penis that was pressing against her with one hand, then abruptly letting go, standing up and saying she was going home. Just as she was about to open the door, I hugged her from behind. I pressed my penis against her buttocks and kissed her ear. She tilted her head back, and my hands slipped inside her clothes to her breasts, kneading them. Seeing that she didn't object, I rolled her over, hugged her, and kissed her lips. During the kiss, I unbuttoned her top and unhooked the bodice hooks. Her two large, white breasts swayed in front of me. I kissed her breasts, then picked up the guy's wife and put her on the bed. The guy's wife said, "Let me go, I want to go back." I said, "I'll let you go back after we're both satisfied." I quickly took off the guy's wife's pants. I noticed that her underwear was still a little wet. The guy had said that his wife was frigid, but today I saw that wasn't the case. Instead, she seemed like a little slut who was looking forward to my penetration. I pulled her legs down, took off my pants, stood by the bed, and, holding her legs, penetrated her. As I penetrated her, she let out a cry and tried to sit up. I immediately pressed down on her, licking her breasts while my hand caressed her other breast. My penis slowly moved in and out, and once she got used to it, I started thrusting quickly, making her cry out in pleasure. I then had her lie on her stomach while I stood and entered her from behind. While I was thrusting, I also held her two swaying breasts with both hands. I really didn't want to let go of this beautiful woman, I really didn't want to let go of those two big breasts. Today we were united. I had thought about it so many times before, but I never even had the chance to hold her hand. Today, she was beneath me, willingly enjoying the pleasures of sex with me. I lay down on the bed again, and had her sit on top of me. After I entered her, she lay on top of me, supporting herself with her hands as she moved in and out. Her breasts swayed up and down, her nipples rubbing against mine—it felt incredibly pleasurable. She got tired and collapsed onto me. I hugged her, turned her around, and pressed her down, continuing to thrust in and out. She cried out, "Brother, your penis is so powerful! I didn't expect someone as honest as you to have such a restless penis. Faster, faster!" She moaned, and I don't know where I got the energy from, but we went at it for about 40 minutes before stopping. After we finished, I said we were both sweating a lot, so let's take a shower together. She refused, put on her clothes, and left.
That evening, that guy and his wife were taking a walk. They walked past my wife's shop, where I was. The guy greeted me, offered me a cigarette, and we smoked and chatted. My wife made us tea, and she chatted with the guy's wife while the two women went to buy fruit together. They seemed like close friends. Who would have known that the two women had already swapped husbands, though neither had revealed it? My wife always thought I didn't know she and that guy were seeing each other again, and the guy always thought his wife didn't know he had a lover. They also didn't know I'd slept with her. They were just playing around like this for now, and when the time was right, a threesome, a double penetration, or even a four-person room swap wasn't out of the question.

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