The original intention of wife swapping

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Mrs. He is a beautiful woman who once captivated me and filled me with fantasies. She was my former lover, the woman who made Xiao Jing's attention fall on her. Back then, we had already touched each other's bodies, only short of sleeping together. Her parents thought I was too poor and married her off to He Wen, who was financially well-off, but He Wen was now just a senior employee under my wife.

Now, I could actually embrace this beauty of my dreams, and I was overjoyed beyond words. I couldn't wait to kiss her; her fragrant cherry lips, her thin lips, felt so good in my mouth; she reciprocated, because she thought I was her husband. This method of switching wives was actually my idea, and it was incredibly exciting.

I've always liked Mrs. He; her allure has long captivated me. Once, after drinking, I blurted out that He Wen also liked my wife, so the two of us men made a grand agreement to try something new—wife swapping. But we were both afraid our wives would be unhappy, so we had to do it secretly, using a trip as a pretext for the wife swap.

First, the two couples joined a tour group and deliberately chose hotel rooms next to each other for our convenience. These two rooms also shared a unique feature: their balconies were connected.

During the day, everyone had a great time, enjoying the famous mountains and rivers. My eyes were already fixed on Mrs. He, fantasizing about the thrill of wife-swapping in the middle of the night, and I couldn't help but feel incredibly excited.

Sure enough, when our wives were fast asleep that night, He Wen and I switched rooms. We sneaked into each other's rooms from the balcony and swapped wives in the dark, completely unnoticed. Coincidentally, we were both about the same height and build; in complete darkness, I think we could easily pass for each other by the man on top of us.

Mrs. He, half-asleep, was very attractive. During the day, I had admired her swaying figure, and now I could touch her to my heart's content. It turned out that Mrs. He liked to sleep naked. The moment I touched her, her smooth skin immediately aroused me. I was overjoyed, but dared not make a sound, for fear that she would discover I wasn't her husband, He Wen. I slowly kissed and gently licked her breasts, which I found so alluring. Her breasts were exaggeratedly full; I couldn't even grasp one breast with my fingers spread wide. I happily buried my head in them and gently rubbed them.

Mrs. He seemed to be getting a little restless, softly moaning, "Oh...oh...um...um..." She spread her legs, her buttocks swaying restlessly, seemingly yearning for me to insert my penis. But I deliberately teased and caressed, only playing with her upper body, not touching her lower body, wanting to torment this little slut.

"Ah...husband..." Her voice was very sexy, quite stimulating to the ear, half moaning and half coquettish, the sound a little strange, but I was blinded by the urge to steal someone else's wife, and couldn't care less.

I've always admired Mrs. He's long, slender, snow-white legs, so this time I was determined to kiss them to my heart's content. I kissed from her calves to her thighs, then from the other leg back to her toes, lingering between her legs. Her moans grew from low groans to sharp cries: "Oh...oh...husband, come on!" Stimulated by Mrs. He's exquisite body, I too became aroused and ready to pounce. I gripped my rock-hard penis, which was almost bursting, and thrust it into Mrs. He's vagina. "Oh..." With a satisfied sigh, Mrs. He immediately hugged me tightly. Perhaps she thought I was her husband, so she had no suspicions and readily joined me in our lovemaking.

Mrs. He's fortress was finally conquered; the thrill was indescribable. Before, I could only fantasize about her writhing beneath me; now my dream had come true. My penis was deeply inserted into her vagina; Mrs. He and I were one. I wanted to fuck her wildly. This thought ignited my lust. I wanted to fuck her hard to ease the pain of my past unrequited love for her. I wanted to shoot my most precious thing into Mrs. He's body, pouring it into the deepest part of her womb.

I began my assault, thrusting my hard penis vigorously, making Mrs. He pound with loud "slap slap" sounds. Mrs. He was also enjoying herself immensely, moaning "Mmm...mmm...ah...ah..." Her legs opened like scissors and then bent behind me, wrapping around my buttocks. Each time I penetrated, she would hook my lower body with her legs and press down to increase the force of my penetration, ensuring that each thrust went all the way in.

Being able to fuck the woman I had longed for, coupled with Mrs. He's insatiable lust, after a few rounds, I couldn't hold back any longer. A tingling sensation surged from the head of my penis, making it even harder and more swollen. "Ah...I'm coming...I'm going to come..." I held Mrs. He's slender waist tightly, moaning as I increased my speed for the final sprint. Mrs. He realized I had reached the finish line, and she squeezed my buttocks tightly with her legs, pulling me down with all her might, even though I wanted to stop.

Finally, my penis throbbed rapidly inside Mrs. He, and I excitedly ejaculated inside her vagina, seven or eight streams of hot semen shooting out from the glans and deep into her vagina.

After I had vented my desire, I still held Mrs. He tightly, my penis still inside her, unwilling to pull out.

Mrs. He began to realize something was wrong and said, "Ah Wen, what's wrong with you tonight? You've already had your fun, won't you let me get up and wipe you off?" As she spoke, she suddenly turned on the light, and in the soft light, even if I turned around, I would have nowhere to hide.

Mrs. He exclaimed in surprise, "Ah Xing, how could it be you?"

I quickly scrambled off her, got out of bed, wrapped a towel around my neck, and said, "Ah Feng, I didn't come here to take advantage of you in the dark. Actually, your husband and I had an agreement to swap wives tonight. He's sleeping next door with my wife right now! I'll take you over to see if you don't believe me." Mrs. He indeed put on a towel as well, and followed me from the balcony with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion. I gently opened the door, took Mrs. He's hand, and quietly led her to the bedside. At that moment, He Wen and my wife were engrossed in their passionate lovemaking on the bed, unaware that we had entered. In the dim light streaming in from outside, I could only see two overlapping, writhing figures, but the sounds of He Wen's penis thrusting in and out of my wife's vagina, as well as my wife's moans, were clearly audible.

I intentionally wanted my wife to know she was having sex with someone else, so I turned on the light. The two people making love in bed were immediately startled, especially my wife. When she realized the man she was holding wasn't me, she immediately let go in shock, completely stunned, her mouth agape, speechless. She even forgot to tell He Wen to pull his penis out of her vagina.

I didn't say anything, just pulled Mrs. He out of the room and back the way we came.

Once outside, I closed the door behind me and stopped. Mrs. He peeked out from the doorway and saw He Wen gesturing and explaining to her. Later, my wife seemed to accept it, and He Wen pounced on her again, his penis continuing to thrust in and out of her vagina. My wife reached towards the headboard, and the light in the room went out again.

I pulled Mrs. He back to the room, and she casually locked the door. This small gesture brought me immense joy! That night, I don't know how my wife and He Wen spent it, but once Mrs. He understood the truth about the couple swapping, her boldness and passion immediately overwhelmed me. It turned out that although she had married He Wen under family pressure, she still couldn't forget me and her first love. Tonight, the lovers were finally united, and naturally, they enjoyed a blissful night together.

When I returned to Xiao Jing's side, I was still thinking about Mrs. He. The naked A Feng was certainly much more mature than Xiao Jing, and her performance in bed was even more unrestrained than my wife's. On the last night of the trip, she almost completely took the initiative, not letting me rest at all. After each ejaculation, she would use every means possible, employing both hands and mouth, to make me erect again, and then continue to have sex with her. I ejaculated three times that night, and by dawn, I was almost too exhausted to even get out of bed. I was somewhat glad I hadn't married her, otherwise, I would have become a sex slave sooner or later.

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