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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, most of us experienced periods of sexual repression and frustration. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, during my university years, many nights after lights out in dormitories, we would have late-night talks, and the topic was always the same: sex.
Back then, there was no internet, no pornographic VCDs or DVDs (back then, VCRs were very expensive, only wealthy families owned them). Our sex education mostly came from the limited resources available at the time, such as wedding manuals and novels. Although we generally had no sexual experience, we talked about it with great enthusiasm and passion, often until after 1 a.m. before finally falling asleep. Back then, the school had a rule that students who had sexual relations would be expelled. Despite such strict rules, there were still students who engaged in premarital sex every year. Students rarely had the financial means to rent apartments outside the school, and hotel or motel registration systems were very strict. So, students or couples who couldn't resist had to sneak into the boys' dormitories for trysts, especially those from out of town. Every semester, notices with big red stamps would be posted announcing students being expelled for having sexual relations.
During my undergraduate and master's studies, I was a recognized model student who focused solely on academics (of course, those who know me well know I have a PhD in sexology). I had girlfriends, but ultimately didn't cheat. Looking back, besides fearing the school rules, the main reason was the lack of environment. Nowadays, college students rent apartments all the time, making it difficult to avoid intimate relationships. I graduated at 25 and was still a virgin—embarrassing. Around 1996, the environment in China had become much more open. The internet emerged, and chat rooms were everywhere. Finally, shy Chinese men and women had a platform to let loose. After all, those who were outwardly respectable in real life could now shamelessly flirt with each other 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 tricked her into bed with me, haha. I never expected she was still a virgin. She didn't experience any pleasure the first night, but under my guidance, she improved quickly. Later, when I was almost 30, we got married. After the marriage, I deleted the contact information of all my friends on MSN and QQ, and began 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 could learn many techniques after I taught her. Sometimes we would also learn new techniques online and use them in our married life. Several years passed like this. I can guarantee that during these years, 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 became intimately familiar with each other's bodies. It really felt like the "left hand and right hand" in Guo Da and Cai Ming's skit. So, I couldn't resist and started having affairs again. Fortunately, I was experienced in this area and had excellent counter-surveillance skills, so my wife didn't find out. She continued to cater to me and satisfy me as always. Every time this happened, I felt incredibly guilty and resolved never to cheat again. However, it's a man's nature to want to try new things, 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 had been giving me oral sex and swallowed my semen, I made a bold decision: to have sex with her, so my wife could also enjoy more sexual pleasure!
I had heard stories of sex swapping before, but I always thought it was perverted. How could a man tolerate his wife having sex with another man? But that night, I suddenly understood. Sex swapping is just 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 sex swapping. Only selfless husbands or wives would allow their partners to fully enjoy sexual pleasure with other couples. Moreover, sex is a very safe method; both parties are married, clean, and hygienic. Furthermore, engaging in such activities together can prevent family disputes or even breakups caused by infidelity. Of course, the key is finding a couple with similar circumstances.
After having this idea, I started subtly suggesting it to my wife. Unsurprisingly, my docile wife, nestled beside me, reacted strongly: "Are you crazy? How could you have such a thought! How could you exchange your wife for someone else's partner!" I repeatedly explained: "It's just a way to make married life more interesting, like imagining your partner as a movie star during sex. It's a harmless activity. I love you, that's why I want you to enjoy more and newer pleasures." My wife firmly opposed it, so I had to give up. Afterward, I found some reports about sex swapping and articles written by those involved in the swapping and sent them to my wife's email. Sometimes during sex, I would also tell her stories about sex swapping. After a while, it was clear that my wife's prejudice against sex swapping had lessened considerably. However, she still firmly disagreed with my suggestion: "It's their freedom to swap, we won't!"
At this point, I was almost disheartened. During a business trip with my colleague and friend, we drank a lot and couldn't help but discuss the topic of sex. After some 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. It was truly unexpected that they had started swapping a year ago. Sex, which I always thought was so distant and mysterious, was actually happening right next to us! We laughed heartily at the revelation.
After laughing, I felt that our two couples were the perfect swap partners! He told me that he had long coveted my tall, voluptuous wife, and had often fantasized about her being my wife while having sex with his wife. However, due to our colleague relationship, 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 and give me the opportunity!" Seeing my suspicious look, he laughed heartily, "You don't need to doubt my motives. How about this, you have sex with 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 handle it, it wouldn't be my fault. I told him not to feel resentful that I had already slept with his wife. He said, "No problem, if I can't handle 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 asked me to come to his house on Friday night. Although I was an experienced adulterer, it was my first time doing this with a friend's wife, and I was a little nervous. I told him, "You have to go out for a walk first tonight, otherwise I can't do it." My friend laughed heartily 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. Under the relentless assault of two burly men, his wife screamed repeatedly, experiencing ecstasy.
Then, the plan to target my stubborn wife began. Every weekend, I invited them over to my house to cook and eat together. The two women would whisper in the kitchen; I knew his wife was starting to brainwash him according to the plan. Of course, the first phase couldn't involve anything sexual, 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, as we became more familiar, 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, both of them pretended to be drunk, and in front of us, the husband took out his wife's breasts and played with them. My wife, not to be outdone, simply unbuckled her husband's belt and let him masturbate. My wife knew this was just playful banter between friends, and sat beside me, giggling and watching their antics.
Meanwhile, every night when my wife and I made love, we started following a 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, 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 started saying, "I want both of you to join me in having sex with me."
One weekend, after lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went to her house. When the doorbell rang, her 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 awkwardness, 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 restrained appearance, they burst into laughter. My colleague said, "I'm jealous; you haven't served me yet." After saying that, he stripped off his wife's already scantily clad clothes, and then they began their battle 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. Under the repeated attacks of the two burly men, his wife screamed repeatedly, experiencing ecstasy.
Next, they began to implement their plan against 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 her plan. Of course, the first phase couldn't involve anything sexual, 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, as we became more familiar, one time his wife pretended to be drunk, and after dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, 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 this was just playful banter between friends, and she sat beside me, laughing and watching their antics.
Meanwhile, every night when my wife and I made love, we started following a 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, begged for mercy, and said, "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."
On the weekend, after lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went to her house. When the doorbell rang, her 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 soul-stirring pleasure was indescribable. Two hours later, after we calmed down, my colleague returned home. Upon meeting, 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 clothes, and they began their battle 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. Under the repeated attacks of the two burly men, his wife screamed repeatedly, experiencing ecstasy.
Next, I began to implement my plan against my stubborn wife. Every weekend, I invited them to my house to play, cook together, and eat together. The two women whispered in the kitchen; I knew his wife was starting to brainwash him according to the plan. Of course, in the first stage, I couldn't mention anything sexual to avoid offending my wife. During meals, the two men pretended to be drunk and started telling dirty jokes. His wife sometimes chimed in, and my wife, although a little shy, also laughed heartily. Sometimes they would pretend to be drunk and 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 dinner, while watching TV on the sofa, 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 this was just playful banter between friends, and she sat beside me, laughing and watching their antics.
Meanwhile, every night when my wife and I made love, we started following a plan. When she was close to orgasm, 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, 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?" Following the same pattern, she started saying, "I want both of you to do me together."
After that, sometimes the couple would stay at my house late on weekends. Once, when they were having sex, they deliberately didn't close the door. I also left our door ajar so I could faintly listen to 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 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 also took the opportunity to hug my wife, saying, "Come on, let's do it!" My wife protested, but he held her tightly, unable to move. I also took the opportunity to hug her. 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 had sex with her vigorously.
After a while, my friend said the time was right and told me to say I was on a business trip that weekend, and he would come to my house on Saturday. Then I should wait for his call, and he would tell me to 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. When I got home, I saw my wife looking flustered, so I knew it had worked. 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 away 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 to me repeatedly, indicating that he should leave. I pretended to go to the bathroom and texted him, saying my wife wasn't used to it yet, so why didn't he go home first? My friend replied: "Today, let your wife completely relax. Just listen to me."

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