[True Story]

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I'm 35 this year, 180cm tall, and my wife is 31, 165cm tall. I have a master's degree and work for a large state-owned enterprise, while my wife has a bachelor's degree and works for a public institution. We've been married for over five years and don't have children yet. Our jobs aren't too stressful, so we have plenty of time to enjoy sex. I believe that people like me, born in the 1970s, received a relatively conservative education and grew up in a conservative social environment. Therefore, this generation generally experienced periods of sexual repression and frustration. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, during my university years, there were many nights after lights out in the dormitories at 11 pm, when we would have late-night talks. The topic was always the same: sex.
Back then, there was no internet, and no ubiquitous pornographic VCDs or DVDs (back then, VCRs were very expensive, only wealthy families could afford them). Most people's sex education came from a limited selection of books, novels, etc. Although most had no sexual experience, they talked about it with great enthusiasm and passion, often staying up past 1 a.m. before finally falling asleep. At that time, school rules stipulated expulsion for any student engaging in sexual relations. Despite these strict rules, there were still students who premarital sex every year. Few students could afford to rent rooms outside the school, and hotel or motel registration was very strict. Therefore, students or couples who couldn't resist would secretly sneak into the boys' dormitories for trysts, especially those from out of town. Every semester, notices with large red stamps would be posted announcing the expulsion of students caught having sex.
During my undergraduate and master's studies, I was a well-known model student, focused solely on academics (of course, those who know me well know I have a PhD in personality studies). I had girlfriends, but ultimately didn't cheat. Looking back, besides fearing school rules, the main reason was the lack of environment. Nowadays, college students rent apartments all the time, making it hard to avoid intimacy. I graduated at 25 and was still a virgin, which is embarrassing. Around 1996, the environment in China became much more open. The internet emerged, and chat rooms were everywhere. Finally, shy Chinese men and women had a platform to indulge themselves. After all, those who were outwardly respectable in real life could now flirt with each other without restraint in front of a computer screen.
I met my wife at work. She had just graduated from university; she was beautiful and quiet. We hit it off immediately, but she was quite conservative. I pursued her for over six months before we became a couple, but it took another six months before I finally slept with her, haha. I never expected she was still a virgin. She didn't experience any pleasure the first night, but with my guidance, she improved quickly. Later, when I was almost 30, we got married. After the marriage, I deleted all my contact information from my MSN and QQ friends and started to turn over a new leaf, trying to be a good husband. Our life was very happy and fulfilling. My wife was also very smart; she learned many techniques very quickly. Sometimes we would learn new techniques online and use them in our married life. Several years passed like this, and I can guarantee that although I occasionally cheated (it's hard for an excellent man not to cheat, haha), overall, I was definitely a good husband.
However, even the best married life eventually leads to visual fatigue. After using various positions and methods with the same person countless times, we become intimately familiar with each other's bodies, feeling like the "left hand and right hand" in the skit by Guo Da and Cai Ming. So, I couldn't resist and started having affairs again. Fortunately, I'm experienced in this area and have excellent counter-surveillance skills, so my wife didn't notice. She continued to cater to me and satisfy me as always. Whenever this happened, I felt incredibly guilty and resolved to stop cheating. But a man's nature is to want novelty, and this society is full of temptations that are hard to resist. After each affair, I would buy my wife gifts and take her on trips abroad as compensation, but the guilt still lingered. Finally, one night, after my wife was giving me oral sex and swallowing my semen, I made a bold decision: to have sex, to let my wife experience more sexual pleasure!
I'd heard stories about sex swapping before, but I always thought it was perverse. How could a man tolerate his wife having sex with another man? But that night, I suddenly understood. Sex swapping is simply a way to spice up a couple's life and enhance their sex life. Couples with strained relationships usually seek out their own lovers; only couples with strong relationships engage in it. Only selfless husbands or wives allow their partners to fully enjoy sexual pleasure with other couples. Furthermore, sex swapping is a safe method. Both partners are married, clean, and hygienic. Moreover, engaging in it together can prevent family conflicts or even breakups caused by infidelity. Of course, the key is finding a couple in a similar situation.
After having this idea, I started to subtly bring it up with my wife. As expected, my docile wife, curled up beside me, reacted with a mixture of surprise and delight. She seemed to be saying, "I'm so happy!" and then, "I'm so happy!" She seemed to be saying, "I'm so happy!" and then, "I'm so happy!" She seemed to be saying, "I'm so happy!" and then, "I'm so happy!" She seemed to be saying, "I'm so happy!" and then, "I'm so happy!" I sent reports about sex swapping and articles about the experiences of those involved to my wife's email. Sometimes, during sex, I would also tell her stories about sex. After a while, it was clear that my wife's prejudice against sex had diminished considerably. However, she still firmly disagreed with my suggestion: "It's their freedom to swap, but we won't!"
At this point, I was almost disheartened. Once, on a business trip with my colleague and friend, we drank a lot and couldn't help but discuss the topic of sex. After several rounds of probing, I learned that this couple had already engaged in several sex-swapping experiences! Actually, we knew them quite well. His wife was cheerful and lively, 30 years old, 162cm tall, very petite and beautiful. My colleague was 184cm, the same age as me, very robust and strong. I never imagined that they had started swapping a year ago. It turns out that sex, which I always thought was so distant and mysterious, was actually happening right next to us! We laughed heartily at having broken the ice.
After laughing, I realized that our two couples were actually the perfect swap partners! He told me that he had long coveted my tall, voluptuous wife, and had fantasized about her being my wife many times while making love with his wife. However, due to being colleagues, he could only dream about it. Now, he had a chance. I told him not to get too excited, because my wife was firmly against it. He said, "I'll take care of your wife, as long as you agree to let me seduce her and give me the opportunity!" Seeing my suspicious look, he laughed loudly: "Don't doubt my motives. How about this, you make love to my wife first, and then you cooperate with me to get your wife." I agreed, but warned him that my wife was very conservative, and if he couldn't manage it, it wouldn't be my responsibility. I told him not to feel resentful that I had already slept with his wife. He said: "No problem, if I can't manage it, I accept it."
After returning from my business trip, my colleague started making arrangements. One day, he told me that his wife had agreed and wanted me to come to his house on Friday night. Although I'm a seasoned adulterer, this was my first time doing this with my friend's wife, so I was a little nervous. I told him, "You need to go out for a walk first tonight, otherwise I can't do it." My friend laughed and said, "You're really conservative. No problem, call me after you're done and I'll go home."
Over the weekend, after lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went to his house. The doorbell rang, and his wife opened the door, still as warm and cheerful as ever, showing no signs of anything amiss. However, she was wearing a tight-fitting dress, revealing her curves and sparking endless fantasies. Noticing my slight unease, she led me to the sofa in the living room, poured me a glass of water, and then sat down next to me. I won't go into the rest. Hehe. In short, it was a completely new experience; the intoxicating pleasure was beyond words. Two hours later, after we calmed down, my colleague returned home. Upon seeing me, he loudly asked his wife: "How was it? Did you entertain my colleague well?" His wife replied with a smile: "You'll have to ask him." I quickly nodded and said: "Very good, very good." Seeing my awkwardness, they burst into laughter. My colleague said, "I'm jealous! You haven't served me yet!" Then he stripped off his wife's already scantily clad body, and they began their passionate encounter on the sofa in front of me. After one round, I couldn't resist joining in, and the battlefield moved to the large bed in the inner room. His wife screamed repeatedly as the two burly men took turns attacking her, experiencing ecstasy and agony.
Next, I began implementing my plan to target my stubborn wife. Every weekend, I invited them over to my house to cook and eat together. The two women would whisper in the kitchen, and I knew his wife was starting to brainwash him according to the plan. Of course, in the first phase, I couldn't bring up any sexual topics to avoid offending my wife. During meals, the two men pretended to be drunk and started telling dirty jokes. His wife would sometimes chime in, and my wife, though a little shy, would laugh heartily. Sometimes, pretending to be drunk, they would kiss and grope each other in front of us. Later, we became quite familiar with each other. One time, his wife pretended to be drunk, and after watching TV on the sofa after dinner, she buried her head in my colleague's crotch and gave him oral sex through his pants. Another time, they both pretended to be drunk, and in front of us, the husband took out his wife's breasts and played with them. The wife, not to be outdone, simply unbuckled her husband's belt and let him masturbate. My wife knew it was just playful banter between friends, so she sat to the side with me, chuckling and watching them make a fool of themselves.
Meanwhile, every night when my wife and I made love, we started following the plan. When she was close to climax, I would ask her: "Do you want another man to join me in having sex with you?" At first, she would say no, and I would stop until she couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy, saying: "I want another man to join you in having sex with me." After two weeks of this, I started asking her: "Do you want xxx (my colleague) to join me in having sex with you?" Using the same method, she also started saying: "I want both of you to join me in having sex with me."
After that, the couple sometimes stayed at my house late on weekends. Once, when they were making love, they deliberately didn't close the door. I also left our door ajar so I could faintly hear them making love. I also made love with my wife, and I could feel that she was particularly excited. Sometimes my colleague would come to my house alone for a meal. Sometimes, when the two of them were cooking together in the kitchen, my colleague would take the opportunity to pretend to accidentally touch my wife's hand and sensitive areas. Although my wife pretended not to notice, I could tell that she was aroused. I could even feel that she was starting to get wet.

One weekend, I pretended to be drunk. After dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, my wife sat between us. I started flirting with her. My friend said, "Don't do this. My wife isn't here today. If you keep doing this, I'll get agitated." I pushed my wife away and said, "You're getting agitated. Go ahead." My friend seized the opportunity and hugged my wife, saying, "Come on, who's afraid of who?" My wife protested, but he held her tightly, unable to move. I took the opportunity to hug her too. In the arms of the two men, she said, "You're crazy!" But her breathing became heavy. My friend started touching her breasts, but my wife seemed to have sobered up and firmly pushed his hands away. Seeing that the time wasn't right, I gave my friend a signal, carried her into the bedroom, closed the door, and started kissing her. I took off her clothes and saw that she was completely wet down there, so I went at her hard.
After a period of courtship, my friend said the time was right. He told me to say I was on a business trip over the weekend, and he'd come to my house on Saturday. He told me to wait for his call, and I should go home when he told me to. I lied and said I was on a business trip, staying in the office until 10 PM. My friend texted me saying I could go home now. When I got home, I saw my wife looking flustered, so I knew it was a done deal. My friend was sitting on the sofa watching TV, his legs on the coffee table, looking smug. I asked him what he was doing there, and he said his wife was on a business trip, so he came to visit. He added that he wasn't leaving today, since he was home alone anyway. My wife gestured for him to leave. I pretended to go to the bathroom and texted him, saying my wife wasn't used to it yet, so why didn't I go home first? My friend replied: "Today, I'll let your wife completely relax. Just listen to me."

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