[Real experiences of couples making friends]

I've been browsing this website for a long time, but I've never commented. Today, I'll share

some of experiences and exchange ideas with like-minded people. Actually, I've always wanted to share my experiences, but in normal life

, I couldn't find anyone I could trust to confide in. Fortunately, we have the internet, and with this adult website, I can

say whatever comes to mind.

Let me introduce myself first. Since graduating from university, I've been restless, always wanting to experience

a different kind of life. I didn't want to work an ordinary job in the mainland until I died of old age.

A few years ago, I came to a special economic zone alone, hoping to find some happiness.

At first, it was indeed new and exciting; every day felt novel. But after a while,

it felt similar to the mainland again. And as I got older, people around me, including my family back in the mainland,

started to care about my marriage.

At that time, I had just switched jobs to a state-owned foreign trade company, where I met my future husband. He was a manager at another company in the same

system . When we were dating, apart from the fact that he was 6 years older than me, I didn't seem to find any other

flaws. He treated me very well, and no matter how busy he was at work, he would always try to make time for me. Naturally,

we got married. My husband didn't care whether I was a virgin or not (I had dated before marriage and had sexual experience).

We lived a relatively happy but also relatively peaceful life together for a few years. Perhaps this is what normal family life for

ordinary people .

My husband is extremely busy with work, especially with the economic climate in recent years, making things even more difficult. Plus, the honeymoon phase

is long over. While we don't have any major conflicts, things between us have definitely become increasingly mundane. We both

feel this, but we feel powerless to change it. Our sex life has become increasingly infrequent,

maybe once a week at most, and it's always the same old routine. We've tried to improve it, like renting pornographic DVDs or buying

sex toys, but the results haven't been great. Sometimes my husband says, "Look, all those women in those DVDs are

so voluptuous. If only you were like that!" But this is a sore spot for me. I'm not bad-looking,

but I'm not voluptuous at all. I've tried many methods, but nothing seems to work. Since college, I've been ridiculed for being flat-chested. Is a man's libido

related to a woman's size?

Life went on like this, day after day, until one day, we saw a

website about girls' nude lives. When we first saw the content, we couldn't believe our eyes, especially the section on couples

swapping . We were so surprised. Do people really live like that? How could such a thing exist? After

watching it a few more times, I gradually began to understand. While watching, I felt uneasy, always feeling that watching this site

might affect our lives—that feeling of wanting to watch, loving to watch, yet being afraid to watch. Sure enough, when we stopped rejecting

this idea, my husband asked me one day: "Honey, if there's a suitable person, would you be willing to try?" My

heart skipped a beat. My husband had finally asked me. Actually, I knew this day would come, and I wasn't sure if agreeing

would be a blessing or a curse.

I was also afraid my husband was deliberately testing me. I firmly said: "No, no." I asked my husband

why he asked. He said there were many reasons: first, our life was too bland, and we needed to add some passion; second

, rather than a mundane life, we might each seek excitement outside, so it's better to be open about it; third, women are indeed more sexually

capable than men, and it seems he can't satisfy me. If there's a suitable person, I'd rather enjoy

the pleasure of sex. I still didn't agree. It wasn't that I was unwilling to accept it at all, but where could I find a suitable

person without any trouble?

My husband often asked me this question during sex afterward. Sometimes I would jokingly

tell him, "Okay, I want something thick, long, that can make me fly." Every time we talked about this, my husband and I would get really

excited, and I'd get incredibly aroused.

About two months later, one day, I was bored at work and came home to an empty house.

I went online and browsed this website. While browsing, I got excited and started using the massager my husband had bought me.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. My husband was home just in time! Something to satisfy me! I excitedly ran out,

only to find that it wasn't my husband standing in the living room, but a friend of his, also a subordinate. My

husband had asked him to come and pick up some documents. I was wearing pajamas, practically naked, and stood there awkwardly, not

knowing what to do. The massager had fallen to the floor. I just stood there, motionless.

The friend seemed stunned too, unsure what to do. He looked like he wanted to come closer, but also seemed to want to run away. We

just stared at each other for a few minutes before I remembered and ran back to my room.

The friend seemed to wake up and ran away too. In my room, I kept thinking: "Oh no, oh no,

what to do?"

Once word got out, nothing my husband and I did could change anything. When I saw the massager outside, I

was even angrier—it was all because of it! For some reason, I was a mix of anger, anxiety, fear, and excitement. I picked up the massager

and continued using it. Suddenly, an idea struck me: why didn't he come up earlier? I shouldn't use it; that way, he definitely

wouldn't tell anyone. Not long after, my husband came back, fuming. He later told me that the man hadn't taken

the documents and couldn't explain why. He had to come back to get them himself. Seeing me like that,

he thought I'd been assaulted and quickly asked me what had happened. I had to tell him what had happened. My husband comforted me, saying it was okay and

he'd handle it, and left quickly.

I waited until my husband came home from work that evening. When he came in smiling, I felt relieved,

knowing there wasn't a serious problem. His first words were: "Honey, you're so alluring! That guy was so hot-blooded he

said he wanted to sleep with you right then and there! He held back for ages after leaving the house."

Then he asked me: "How was he?" Is it suitable or not? We've been looking for a suitable partner, haven't we?

Given the situation, I half-heartedly went along with it and didn't insist on objecting.

Over the weekend, my husband and I were making love in bed. He kept teasing me, constantly bringing up this

topic. Thinking about that day, we were both incredibly excited. Halfway through, my husband said, "Come on, let me call him and ask him to come along."

I was extremely excited at that moment, and I guessed my husband really couldn't satisfy me. I pretended to just keep moving and didn't say anything. My husband

finished his call, and soon after, his friend arrived. When he arrived, he hesitated for a moment, then...

I couldn't resist any longer, so I stripped naked and came on top. It was my first time experiencing something like this, and I felt both ashamed and excited

. I closed my eyes, not looking or saying anything, only feeling two men constantly going in and out of my body. Later, I couldn't hold back

my excitement and started moaning loudly. My husband was also unusually vigorous,

many times more vigorous than usual. That night, I orgasmed countless times, feeling constant contractions and constant

release of fluid—a feeling I had never experienced before (I had orgasms before, quite often, but nothing like this). I was

surprised ; I didn't realize I had such great potential in sex. My husband later said that women's sexual potential is truly limitless

.

Afterwards, I clearly felt that I had become much fuller. When I woke up the next day, although I was a little smaller than the day before,

I was much bigger than before. I was pleasantly surprised; could this have brought about the change? The following days were like a

carnival for us. In one week, the three of us had sex three times. The craziest time was when the two of

them each took Viagra, saying they wanted to see if I could handle it. That day, I truly felt like I was flying. Every time

we had passionate sex, I ended up exhausted, but I did become more voluptuous. I'm no longer flat-chested

; what had bothered me for years is finally solved, and I dare to wear sexy clothes now. If there are

any friends in the medical field here, could you give me an answer: how can a woman still develop at 28? Does sex promote

development? Why didn't I develop before even having sex? Or is this just some kind of coincidence?

During this period, I felt as if the world had opened a door for us, filling me with

joy and gratitude for life. That feeling is simply indescribable. Since we took this

step , my relationship with my husband hasn't been damaged at all; on the contrary, we've become even closer. We made our choice, and we

have no regrets.

The above is just a personal, wonderful experience of mine, and this experience is still ongoing. Some people may call me

promiscuous , some may criticize my husband, and some may even envy or imitate my experience. However

, I don't advocate that you imitate me. Everything depends on opportunity and fate; you can't force things. I also

want to say a few words to some netizens. Some of you post articles here, immediately talking about how big and long your penis is.

But women don't judge you by size first. Even if you're huge and long, if a woman isn't attracted to you, you won't have

the chance to show it off, right? If you cultivate your character, your charm will be irresistibly displayed, not just

online, but I believe you can find happiness in real life too.

I've rambled on a bit, but I've finally gotten through to things that have been weighing on my mind for so long, and I feel great. I hope

to make some good friends online who share similar views or experiences, and exchange ideas about sex. I refuse sexual partners. I'm

very satisfied with my current life and don't want to find one. Although I've taken this step, I still

don't consider myself a promiscuous person. Thank you in advance.

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