[The Experiences of Wife Swappers]

Today is October 6th .

Leaving my sleeping wife behind, I came to the study to begin my story! These

past few days have been filled with so much; my mind is blank, or perhaps numb

. I feel I have so much to say.

My wife and I are a loving couple destined for each other (I still think so now). We were classmates, from the same

hometown, and it seemed natural that we became friends, lovers, and then husband and wife. Being together felt wonderful. We

could for walks for hours without feeling tired; thinking back, it was quite enjoyable—

the feeling of first love was truly wonderful!

In my spare time, I often browsed the internet, sometimes even adult websites. By chance, I learned about

wife-swapping. My first impression was that it was very exciting, so I started paying attention to this kind of thing. As time

went on I learned that 800,000 couples in the United States engage

in this practice, and I also learned that many couples in China do it. I really, really wanted to try it. One day, I finally made up

my mind to try it and enjoy the thrill of swapping.

Having the idea was one thing, but taking action was another, and my wife was the key to this. She comes from a small town and is somewhat

introverted and conservative (I trust her to be my wife), so it's bound to be challenging. But I'm not in a rush; I'll

take it slow and let my wife gradually accept it.

First, during sex, I deliberately use vulgar language to provoke her, making her say crazy things in return.

When things get intense, I say, "Wife, can I find a man to fuck you with me? You kiss my big cock, and he fucks your

pussy." Unexpectedly, she moaned and said, "Okay, find someone to fuck me!" Although she

was embarrassed and acted coquettishly, I found it very exciting and felt like I was on track.

Later, I often bought porn, specifically those depicting group sex, and watched them with my wife (of course, she wasn't

initially adamant). When we saw something exciting, we'd have sex. She would become very wet and accept many of my methods, such as

oral sex and anal sex. Finally, one day, during anal sex, I inserted a ham into her vagina. The two penises moved in and out

in perfect harmony (I controlled them both). She was very excited, moaning loudly, and her vaginal fluids soaked

a large area of the sheets.

I went at it for a full hour. After her climax, she collapsed on the bed, too weak to even speak.

Later, I asked her, "Was it good to have two dicks inside you at the same time?" She just giggled and gave me a very seductive look.

I thought to myself, "This is promising.

" Around that time, I stumbled upon the website "China Adults" and instantly fell in love with it. I've always

felt that what I'm pursuing isn't just physical stimulation, but also something else—a thought, a spiritual

experience , or, to put it more bluntly, fantasy! I don't know, but I really liked that place.

About two months passed like this. I posted a thread about wife-swapping, briefly describing our situation

and the partners we were looking for. I quickly received many replies, and we felt that three couples were a good match, two

of whom were from Beijing.

About ten days later, one of the couples from Beijing asked me to meet them. I went as arranged,

hoping to get to know them better. When I saw him, I felt he was a very nice young man,

pretty much as described online—tall, a bit thin, but very energetic.

After meeting, we were both a little embarrassed. Although they were eager, they had never tried swapping before. However,

since their life experiences were similar and they were really keen to try, we exchanged greetings and started

chatting, gradually relaxing.

The weather was great that day, and we were both in a good mood. We talked for about an hour, mainly sharing our

perspectives and experiences, and we felt good about each other. But there was a problem: neither of us had a place to go,

so it wasn't convenient to do it at each other's homes. The first time ended like that. (If you were here, you would definitely recognize me,

Mr. ZK.)

Another couple was also from Beijing, a few years older than us, educated, wealthy, and owned a villa—

probably business owners. Their conditions were really good, mainly because they had a place where the other could come to their home. They

had already tried swapping before, and several couples were mixed together, including those from Beijing and Tianjin. He told us

it was very exciting and even invited us to try!

I asked my wife, and she was embarrassed and said no. I knew she definitely wouldn't agree when she was sober;

I had to trick her into going (listen to that). With the National Day holiday approaching, a seven-

day indulge ourselves a bit. So we called to ask if he was free. Alas! He's very busy with business, and he and his wife are going to

Guangzhou for the holiday. It's a pity we have to postpone it.

But something interesting happened: One day, my wife and I spent several hours browsing adult topics online. We were

both very excited, so we kissed and touched each other. When I touched her, I noticed she was quite wet. I

carried her to the bed and started kissing her breasts and genitals.

Our passion was building, and my wife started moaning. I inserted a finger into her vagina, slowly

probing the inner walls, and she started moving her hips in response. I got excited too, and suddenly an

idea popped into my head. I called my boss and asked him to listen to our lovemaking. I told my wife my idea, and she

mumbled , "Mmm...oh..."

Hehe, my wife wasn't fully conscious, which meant she agreed. I put the phone next to her head,

rolled over, and started having sex. We started by kissing each other's genitals in a 69 position. She was so wet; my

tongue moved rapidly, kissing my lover's clitoris—it felt amazing! She sucked on my penis, making "oh oh"

sounds.

When I was fully erect, I got off the bed, had my wife lie on the edge of the bed with her buttocks raised, and thrust my penis into

her vagina, immediately starting to pump. Looking at the phone by the bed, I was really excited; I guessed my penis was much bigger

than usual (actually, mine isn't small; I measured it with a ruler, and it's usually about 14-15 centimeters). I

thrust hard, making "slap slap" sounds.

My wife was also very excited, constantly moaning, and her moans were loud and beautiful, almost like crying. She

usually loves to moan during sex, and she moans loudly, but never like this—so beautiful, so varied, so

unrestrained .

"Ah...husband, you're going in so deep, so hard...you're making my pussy feel so good...oh...

oh...husband's big cock is so hard...fuck me harder...fuck me faster...fuck me deeper...my pussy is itchy...I want it..."

"Husband, fuck me hard... ah... so good..." My wife moaned like a madwoman, even

uttering vulgarities she wouldn't normally say.

We fucked each other fiercely, groaning, until finally, amidst her ecstatic cries of orgasm, I ejaculated

inside her.

But as we embraced on the bed, quietly savoring the fading afterglow of our climax, we felt embarrassed.

The sounds and words of our lovemaking had been transmitted over the phone to a stranger on the other end,

as if performing a live sex show in front of a stranger. However, the stimulation was unlike

anything I'd ever experienced before; my wife's previous moans were nothing compared to this!

Shortly after hanging up, my boss called. He said he'd seen countless women but had never heard

such passionate sounds from my wife, and invited us to visit after the National Day holiday, saying he really wanted to meet her. I felt incredibly proud,

panting, said, "This is the first time I've ever heard my wife so wanton; I never expected her to moan like that." If

I had to say what sound is the most beautiful right now, it would definitely be my wife's moans.

Unfortunately, this time it just passed like that. We've always regretted not

recording . We'd recorded them before, but they were always so-so. Indeed, we never expected this experience to be so exciting and

thrilling! Was it just because someone was listening? We weren't being deliberately dramatic at all; maybe new methods always

bring more excitement?

The third couple was from Shandong, a couple we'll never forget. They contacted us after seeing my post.

Although we exchanged emails, we didn't pay much attention, given the distance and inconvenience; I didn't think it would lead anywhere

. After a while, we felt it was boring for just two men writing back and forth, so I came up with an

idea: swap wives' QQ numbers without telling them, and see who seduces the other's wife first. Being

like-minded, he was happy to agree, and that's how we started.

He had several computers at home (really), and they were both frequently online, so his wife was easy to find;

I could see her almost every time I logged on. Her name is Yingying. When I first greeted her, I said, "

Can I be your Chong-ge?" I didn't expect that she chose that as her online name because she liked the novel *The Smiling, Proud Wanderer*, so we

started chatting happily.

Yingying is very open and knows how to enjoy life. She and her husband have a great relationship; they are both university professors (from

a military academy, pretty scary, right?). After chatting for a few days, I felt good about it, and I naturally steered the conversation to "wife swapping

." She hesitated at first, but under my enticement, she revealed that she and her husband were enthusiasts and very interested

in trying it , and that she had discussed it extensively with her husband and was open to it.

At that moment, I told her about my and her husband's plans. She wasn't embarrassed at all, and even said she was happy

to meet me, thought I was great, and welcomed us to visit Shandong sometime! I also quite like open and lively women,

and being with her was really nice.

Let me tell you about my husband and his relationship! He also met my wife as an ordinary person. He's very talkative

and insightful, with unique perspectives on many things, especially when it comes to women. He's a very

attractive and mature man.

Sigh! My wife had never experienced anything like this before, and she was quickly captivated by his charm.

She used to be quite indifferent to QQ, but now she spends all her free time sitting in front of the computer chatting with him. Watching her wide-eyed, mouth agape, and occasionally

covering her secretly giggle, I impulsively wanted to shut down QQ and tell her the truth several times, but I

restrained myself. After all, I wanted to try it, for myself and for her.

Gradually, the four of us became good friends, all thinking the other was great. One day

, I discussed with him whether I could tell my wife (it was up to me). One day, while my wife was chatting, I sat down next to her and

slowly told her the truth. She said, embarrassed, "You're so mean! I'm not chatting with him anymore!"

and went to another room. I went over to persuade her, "We're just having fun, just enjoying ourselves. It won't affect each other's families

." Perhaps she found him very charming, because she even said in a coquettish tone, "Whatever you say!"

Honestly, at that moment, I was really heartbroken, my heart was bleeding. I so hoped she would angrily refuse,

but she didn't; she actually agreed! I never imagined that such a virtuous, family-loving, and loving woman, a usually

dignified and quiet university teacher, could be so crazy and so promiscuous! But I kept comforting myself: we

were just enjoying the pleasures of sex; it wouldn't affect our marital relationship.

And so, our identities as a group of four were revealed. Later, we chatted together on QQ voice chat, and when we were happy,

we could talk nonsense about family, life, sex… it was all very casual and quite interesting. But I felt

a little cheated: he loved to talk, and his voice was very magnetic, often making my wife blush.

Finally, one day they invited us to their home for the National Day holiday. I also wanted to travel during the holiday, so I took the opportunity to meet

them . I told my parents I wouldn't be going home and used a trip to Mount Tai as an excuse to go to Shandong. We

hesitated the whole way, even considering turning back halfway, but the preparation time had been too long, and the thrill of wife-swapping quickly overwhelmed our

moral boundaries. The opportunity was too good to pass up!

So, we spent a day in Mount Tai and then went to Jinan. The couple was very welcoming and picked

us up at the station. They were good-looking, had a good presence, and were very talkative. Perhaps we had chatted beforehand via voice message, so

there wasn't much awkwardness when we met. Their house wasn't far from the station, and we arrived quickly. The house was large, about 200 square meters, with

a master bedroom , an auxiliary bedroom, and a guest room, all neatly arranged and beautifully furnished. Apparently, the whole thing only cost a little over 300,000 yuan—so

cheap! In Beijing, it would cost at least 800,000 yuan! Sigh, sometimes I think life in other places is quite nice, so why does everyone

rush to Beijing? (Getting off-topic)

We took a shower first, then went out for dinner together; they had already made arrangements. When we got back, we watched

porn together. (By the way, my wife is very hesitant about everything, and I kept encouraging her to do this and that—what

a good husband!) It was a good porn film, a Western group sex movie, with couples taking turns, and even 3P and

4P scenes.

After a while, the atmosphere got a little heated. He touched my wife's leg first, and she was a little embarrassed,

her face turning red, and she leaned against me. To be honest, at that moment, I wasn't her lover anymore, but

a scoundrel trying to drag her into this. Seeing that my wife was a little reluctant, I said to him, "Let's get used to it ourselves first!" I watched the

porn and started embracing and caressing my wife (she was already somewhat rejecting me).

Fortunately, the porn was stimulating enough, and we'd gotten to know each other better. My wife started to feel something;

her eyes was breathing heavily. We started kissing. I kissed her roughly. For some reason, these past few days I'd been

kissing her roughly, squeezing her breasts hard, and fucking her wildly—maybe I wanted to give her a little more excitement!

The other couple on the sofa were much more uninhibited. The woman's moans were loud, and her hips were starting to sway. I

got excited too, sucking on my wife's tongue, reaching into her bra to unhook it, and roughly grabbing her

breasts. My wife's breasts weren't big, but they were firm and smooth; I liked them.

My wife closed her eyes and hugged me, not moving much, just going along with me. I glanced at them. His wife

had taken off her top; she was a very fair-skinned woman with large breasts. She was facing me, glanced at us, and even

smiled. By then, my penis was hard, and I really wanted to go over and fuck her; after all, I'd only ever been with my wife.

After a while, they invited us to the bed, so I half-embraced, half-carried my wife there. The bed was large,

so we stayed a distance away from them on the other side. As soon as I lay down with my wife in my arms, he came over and tried to take off her pants

(I had been watching the couple the whole time; they seemed very natural, so it couldn't be their first time). At that moment, my wife said urgently

, "No, don't!" Although her voice wasn't loud, it was very firm.

Seeing my wife like this, my heart skipped a beat, but I still pretended to be nonchalant and smiled, saying to him, "Wait

a bit!" I stroked her for a while, then slowly pulled down her jeans, letting her lie face down on the edge of the bed with her buttocks

facing me. Without even touching her private parts, I penetrated her. Maybe she had watched porn, because her vagina was very wet.

After a few dozen thrusts, my wife started to react, beginning to moan softly. I continued to thrust into her vigorously, and my wife's

"Oh... Oh... Hmm..." grew louder and louder, and she began to shake her head and sway her hips to match my rhythm.

Then I pulled out my penis and got into bed, kneeling in front of my wife. I made her lean forward with her

limbs , taking my penis in her mouth. I stroked her hair, trying to soothe her. Then he took advantage of the situation, moving

behind my wife and stroking her buttocks. My wife gently swayed her buttocks, trying to resist, but I quickly grabbed her

drooping breasts, kneading and rubbing them. My wife went limp, half-heartedly letting him continue.

His penis was large and thick, especially the glans, which was large and smooth, like an egg. He first stroked all over

my wife 's buttocks, then rubbed his fingers between her labia. Once she

was comfortable, he carefully and slowly spread her labia, gently rubbing her clitoris. At the same time, he tentatively

inserted a finger into her vagina, moving it in and out, trying to gradually arouse her desire.

My wife's legs spread wider and wider, exposing her entire vulva to him for him to play with. I believe she had relaxed

and was ready to accept the intrusion of a man other than her husband. He pulled his finger out of his wife's vagina

and waved it at me. I saw it was covered in his wife's vaginal fluid, making the whole finger shiny. I

nodded to him, then held my wife's head to prevent her from struggling too much, and used the momentum to thrust my penis

in and out of her mouth.

I distracted my wife from the front, while he supported her buttocks from behind, slowly

inserting into her vagina. My wife made a "hmm" sound and raised her head (I quickly pulled the penis

out of her mouth, mainly to prevent her from biting it in her nervousness). It might have been

an instinctive , or it might have been because his penis was too big and my wife hadn't gotten used to it yet.

After the penis was fully inserted, he started thrusting. He was tall and had a big penis, so every thrust should have hit the very core of

my wife 's vagina. I saw her moaning "uh...uh..." and later she simply stopped sucking my penis and

started moaning "ah...ah..."

Seeing my wife starting to enjoy herself, I could finally have some fun too. So I kissed her, got out of

bed, walked over to Yingying, and hugged her. Her skin was fair and supple, with great proportions—

large breasts and buttocks, but a slender waist; she was very sexy. Although she was over thirty, she wasn't overweight at all; she was truly beautiful.

I leaned down and hugged her, kissing her full lips, sucking on her tongue, and

kneading . It's true what they say, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger." She was both a wolf and a tiger, hugging and kissing me passionately.

My passion was aroused, so I pushed her down on the bed, lifted her legs, revealing her full

vulva covered in dark pubic hair, and slowly rubbed my penis against her opening. She started moaning...

(Let's skip the following details; the process wasn't anything special, and it's described in erotic novels. I don't

have the writing skills to portray it so emotionally. I ejaculated after about fifteen minutes; he was a bit more intense. When

I came out of the shower, I saw him ejaculating inside my wife.)

After we finished, we were both very excited. He carried my wife into the bathroom to wash her up, and then we chatted

for a while. Gradually, I felt something was wrong with my wife. She turned her head to the side, her eyes were a little wet, and she didn't seem to

respond when I spoke to her. I told them that I had bought train tickets back to Beijing and had to go back in the early morning. The couple warmly invited

us to stay the night, but seeing that my wife was in a bad mood, and my attitude was firm, they didn't try to stop us and saw us

out.

Before leaving, I politely invited them to visit Beijing sometime, as we had shared

an unforgettable experience.

Not far from home, my wife burst into tears, and I became very sad too. Honestly, why? Was it just

for the thrill? (To be honest, I wasn't really invested, and I believe my wife wasn't either.) Will

this affect our relationship? Although I had thought a lot beforehand, I hadn't expected it to feel so distant. We felt less like

a couple and more like friends, very distant friends.

I simply told my wife, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again, just this once, okay?" She didn't say

anything . We found a random hotel and checked in, then took a bus back to Beijing the next morning. The journey was incredibly awkward;

we only exchanged polite words, without our usual laughter.

When we got home, my wife didn't eat, took a shower, and went straight to bed. I have a habit of staying up late,

so I went to my study and wrote down my experience—a true story, an

experience we once so longed for yet so helplessly faced.

It's midnight now. I'll stop writing now; tomorrow I have to face my wife and life. Perhaps with time, my wife will

gradually forget about it, and she'll agree to another exchange event I arrange. Women's hearts are truly hard to fathom.

Who knows what will happen next!

[The End]

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