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If it were ten years ago, I would never have imagined that my beloved wife would be so "promiscuous." Group sex, threesomes, foursomes, and group sex have become commonplace in our lives. Our relationship developed not because of websites or QQ, but because of friends. Life often works this way: someone takes the lead, and naturally others will learn, imitate, and become followers.

Let me tell you the story.
First: A traditional girlfriend possesses the most primal "promiscuity."
Twelve years ago, in 1996, at Z University in City C, two students from rural areas met. They were poor, dressed in old-fashioned clothes, and their faces bore the simplicity of farmers. But simplicity couldn't overcome the primal impulse of love. I asked her out on our first date. Behind the school was City C's most famous scenic spot—YL Mountain, a perfect place for a rendezvous. I had my reasons for choosing that place. We walked along the path, chatting idly. After school, the sun was already setting, and we unknowingly found ourselves in a quiet patch of grass. We found an open space and sat down. My heart was pounding, a mix of anticipation and nervousness. My wife later said she felt the same way. At that time, we hadn't been intimate before, and I had an uncontrollable curiosity about women. I said, "Let's take a walk." She nodded, and I instinctively pulled her up with my hand. Good heavens, this was the first time I'd ever touched a woman's hand! My heart skipped a beat, and I saw her face flush red. I boldly said, "I want to kiss you." She blushed and didn't say anything. I kissed her lips tremblingly, and she didn't flinch. Then I went wild. Looking back now, I realize I wasn't very good at kissing; it was just a bunch of random nibbling. Then, I started getting restless, my hands moving towards her breasts. She pried my hands away, saying, "No." I said, "Since you're mine anyway, I want to see," and as I spoke, I reached inside her clothes. Back then, people in the countryside didn't have bras, but they had a small garment, like a vest today. I immediately grabbed her breast. To be honest, I was a little disappointed. The woman's body, which I had dreamed of for over 20 years, offered only a fleeting, emotional shock and a soft touch. I finally moved my hand away, intending to undo her belt. This time, I encountered strong resistance. As I unbuckled, I said, "I just want to look," but the answer was a firm "No!" With my persistent entanglement, I finally managed to loosen the belt with a bit of force and reached inside… I was utterly shocked! Pk"`=sfyq
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Part Two: A Na?ve Young Man's First Experience of Love, A Passionate Woman's Bewilderment nKk"ShK
I reached down and, oh my god, I was utterly astonished. What a swampy place it was! Soft, slippery, warm, sticky fluid enveloped my fingers. At that moment, as a naive young man, I felt an unprecedented shock. I felt my girlfriend's body soften, her face flushed, and her body trembling slightly. And I, I could no longer hold back, my breathing heavy, my little brother hard to the point of near invincibility. My desire to explore that mysterious place was almost bursting forth. I slowly laid my girlfriend down, about to pull down her pants, but I encountered unprecedented resistance. Amidst a series of "no," "no," "no" cries, my girlfriend desperately tried to break free. At this moment, my pleas were almost powerless, and I, under the call of reason, stopped, although my little brother remained as hard as ever! ...kvX7c \OE}[e]W
Our first sexual encounter was about six months later, probably after we'd been dating for almost a year. We both felt that he was the one for us. The first time wasn't as difficult as we'd imagined. It was during summer vacation, and neither of us had gone home. I had two tutoring jobs, and she was organizing and cleaning books in the school library—paid work arranged by the school for students. That day, I went to her dorm. She told me, whether intentionally or unintentionally, that her two roommates who hadn't gone home yet had gone home that day, leaving her alone. I said with a grin, "Then I won't leave today." She said, "You dare!" I said, "I'm naturally bold, I'm not afraid." My girlfriend said, "Then don't make any noise, it'll be troublesome if someone finds out." I quickly agreed, "Okay, okay." I hurriedly drew the curtains and locked the door from the inside. She was still sitting at the table, head down, silent, as if waiting. The room suddenly became very quiet, with only the whirring of the fan. I went to her side and gently pulled her into my arms. This action was already very practiced; there was no resistance, only submission. I led her to the bed, and we lay down in each other's arms. I unbuttoned her top, and the woman's body was exposed to me for the first time (50 words omitted). I immediately took her into my mouth, and I heard a soft moan. She didn't take the initiative, just lay there, which seems funny now. I kissed her wildly with a primal urge, without any technique or method, just pure madness. I pulled down her pants, and she instinctively tried to pull away, but there was no resistance. I eagerly looked towards that place I had once been unable to understand (40 words omitted). I couldn't control myself anymore. I quickly tore off my own clothes, and our two naked bodies intertwined once more. What an anticipation! I (50 words omitted) couldn't control myself anymore, I wanted to keep going, but I felt a warm current about to ejaculate. I had experience with this, I've masturbated many times, I know what that means, so I quickly pulled out and ejaculated all at once into the straw pile... The first time, it ended so hastily, and she angrily kicked me out of the dormitory. I was really disappointed. It turns out, sex isn't what I imagined. My penis didn't even penetrate, it was still outside. It wasn't until the second time that mine went in, and I finally achieved real penetration. Haha, it's really laughable now. My wife still laughs at me, saying I lost my virginity twice (because the second time I bled), and that I had a scheme, that I had experience, and that I corrupted her. Actually, I had no experience, I just secretly read some books on that subject and had a little vague knowledge. ZScvonL@&
? The rest of the time was the same as everyone else's: graduation, marriage, children, life was peaceful and natural. The real change was meeting them... Who are they? Please think about it first, I will tell you next time. |4NR&sg-h
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Three: First Attempt at a Marital Cold War, Friends Come to the Rescue T0Xn82dt:r
A.eQJC Life went on peacefully like this. Although our relationship was good, it was just uneventful. Of course, many things changed. First, I became husband and she became wife. Second, our economic conditions changed. Third, our status changed. She was now a section-level cadre, while I had gone into business three years ago and opened a small audio equipment shop. My wife's job was relatively easy, and she often came to the shop. She managed the finances and inventory. Our neighboring shop was a small supermarket, and we all became familiar with each other. They could truly be described as a handsome couple, young and promising. The shop was well-managed. We were always together, seemingly very much in love. (Let's call the man Xiao Zhang and the woman Xiao Zhao.) Our relationship deepened because of Xiao Zhao's parents. It turned out that Xiao Zhang had a criminal record and served two years in prison. After his release, he met Xiao Zhao, but her parents strongly opposed the relationship and refused to allow it. The young couple severed ties with their families, and for some reason, Xiao Zhang insisted on recognizing my mother-in-law as his mother-in-law. Every holiday, the three of us would visit my "mother-in-law" in the countryside. And so, we truly became inseparable friends. It's inevitable for friends to joke around. Sometimes I'd say, "
Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhao and I went out today." He'd reply, "Show me your charm!" Haha, we joked like that a lot, but we never took it seriously. The real turning point came two years ago. I received a call from Xiao Zhang inviting me for a drink that evening. I drove to the restaurant, and when I got to the private room, it was packed with people. Strangely, there were an equal number of men and women. Next to Xiao Zhang sat a plump woman, while next to Xiao Zhao sat a tall, thin man I didn't recognize. As soon as I entered, everyone at the table laughed, "A new friend has arrived." I sat down next to Xiao Zhang, feeling a little uncomfortable, unsure what was going on. Everyone drank and chatted; the men talked about everything under the sun, and the women laughed along. During this time, I also saw Xiao Zhao and the thin man being somewhat intimate. I was completely baffled.
Afterwards, I learned that they were couples who frequently swapped places, and Xiao Zhang and his partner had been doing this for over a year. Talking about it, Xiao Zhang was beaming, describing how exciting, novel, and fun it was—he practically made it seem like a paradise. After dinner, they planned to go to a hotel they had already booked. Xiao Zhang said they had reserved two rooms and wanted me to come along, saying there was a single man there to keep things interesting. My curiosity was immediately piqued. Naturally, I was eager to join in. But the thought of joining made me feel incredibly embarrassed. When we arrived at the hotel, as soon as we sat down, one of the couples objected, saying that today was a swap, and there couldn't be a single man; there had to be rules. I was also genuinely uncomfortable with this, so I told Xiao Zhang, "You guys have fun, I'll go home first." Xiao Zhang didn't insist.
From then on, my mind started racing, and my thoughts became more varied. The urge to try it kept flashing through my mind. That night, when I got home, I went to bed ready to begin my long-awaited "battle." My wife naturally reciprocated, and I couldn't help but tell her about what had happened that day, of course without mentioning that we had gone to the hotel. My wife opened her mouth wide and said strangely, "No wonder you were so naughty today." I asked her if she was willing, but she didn't answer, only saying, "If Xiao Zhao and the others really do that, then I'll ask him tomorrow." I thought there might be a chance, so I didn't say anything more. Strangely enough, we had a particularly good time that night. My traditional wife even let me kiss her vulva.
The next day when I came back and got into bed, I saw that my wife's face was flushed. It seemed that she really had asked Xiao Zhao. As my wife undressed, she said, "Xiao Zhao and the others are really interesting. They talk about those things so eloquently; I never would have guessed otherwise." I deliberately said, "That's because she's charming; she likes men." My wife cursed, "Useless thing! What do I lack compared to her?" I mischievously pushed her down, saying wickedly, "Look at her breasts, swaying back and forth, so big and fragrant, so alluring! Unlike your little steamed bun." My wife said, "You men are all bad; you want what you don't have. I can't be bothered with you." I could tell my wife was also a little tempted, because she seemed very passionate that day, and the quality of our lovemaking had indeed improved significantly. From then on, I often brought it up, and my wife always said, "Are you really that generous? You're lying to me; I won't let you participate." After saying it so many times, my wife just remained noncommittal, but she became even more energetic during sex. I also learned to thrust wildly and use vulgar language. I found that when we talked and did it together, we experienced a kind of unbridled pleasure that we hadn't felt before. I thought, I can start making my move now. QToQl~ r
I didn't expect my eagerness to almost ruin things. That day, Xiao Zhang and his friends had another gathering and called to ask if I had convinced them. I explained the situation, and Xiao Zhang said, "Here's what we'll do: tonight at 8 pm, bring her to the [hotel name] hotel. Once she sees the situation, she'll naturally agree." I said, "My wife is too traditional; I'm afraid it won't work." Xiao Zhang said, "Silly girl, women's desires are greater than yours. Maybe she's already wanted to do it, but just doesn't want to say it. My wife was like that too." I thought that might be true; she'd been so horny lately, maybe it really was. So, I lied to my wife, saying that a client was coming tonight, and the two of them were bored at the hotel, so he wanted us to come and play cards with him. My wife naturally agreed, and we drove to the hotel. I rang the doorbell, and Xiao Zhao opened the door. His hair was loose, and he was wearing a bath towel. I saw my wife hesitate for a moment, a little surprised, but she didn't say anything and went inside. As soon as we entered, we saw several people lying naked on the beds, engaged in vigorous activity. My wife gasped, her face flushed, and she ran out, covering her face as she rushed downstairs. I quickly chased after her, catching up with her at the parking lot. Her face was red and she was furious. I knew I'd messed up, but I didn't dare say anything and could only silently drive home. As soon as I got home, my wife went ballistic, yelling and snarling at me. She was furious, her voice trembling with anger. She was like a broken record, her voice laced with rage. She was a whirlwind of emotions, a constant reminder of her past mistakes. She was a madwoman, her voice laced with rage. She was a madwoman, her voice laced with
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After that, my wife and I lived a normal life, but we never dared to bring up the topic of exchanging partners again. However, we still had sex much more often than before, and we couldn't help but use vulgar language. But I noticed my wife had a strange, mischievous smile during sex, and I really didn't dare ask. That day, Xiao Zhang came to me and said, "Your wife is an intellectual, rather aloof, so her standards are naturally different. She wouldn't be interested in ordinary men. I've found you a couple from Y city; they seem like a good match for you. Maybe they can help develop your wife's interest." I said, "I don't dare say anything." Xiao Zhang said, "Of course. My wife will invite you to dinner, and we won't talk about anything during the meal. See how it goes." I naturally agreed. That night, my wife, Xiao Zhang, and Xiao Zhao met the couple from Y city at a hotel. Because I was paying attention, I kept glancing at them. The woman (let's call her Ms. A) was petite and delicate, with a pretty face, wearing wide-rimmed glasses, of medium height, and indeed exuded a scholarly air. From the way she sipped her tea, I could tell she had some refinement. The man (let's call him A) was much taller than me, and supposedly a PE teacher; no wonder he had such well-developed pectoral muscles. He had a dark reddish complexion... wQW ?v:
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and her husband, their heights are actually a bit mismatched. When A glanced at me furtively, our eyes met, and she quickly looked away. It was clear that despite her long experience, she still retained a touch of shyness. A was exactly my type. But what about A? Would my wife like him? I couldn't say, but I figured muscular men were attractive to women. So, it was obvious that A was very confident as he chatted away at the table. A boldly swept his gaze across my wife, looking like he wanted to devour her. My wife just silently stirred her corn soup, not saying much or making eye contact. Xiao Zhang gently nudged A, and A looked away, saying, "Let's have a drink to our acquaintance." "So, we drank. The men gulped down beer, the women sipped it, and the atmosphere became lively...

After returning home, my wife wasn't particularly excited. After washing up, she watched some TV and went to bed. But once in bed, she seemed agitated and asked me, 'Do you really want to swap?' I was afraid she'd say something against me, so I didn't answer. She asked again, 'You won't regret it?' I said, 'As long as you like it and you're satisfied, we can swap together. It can't be just one of us, so there's no regret.' She said, 'Did you have your eye on that girl A today? Look at you, all lecherous!' I said, 'That guy A is interested in you.' She fell silent again. Women are so scary; I never know what she's thinking. Two days later, Xiao Zhang told me that A and his friends wanted to invite us to the DWS scenic area for a day trip. If possible, A wanted to swap. My wife and I discussed it and only mentioned going for fun, not swapping. My wife..."

It's not surprising that a pretentious intellectual like D$NpXi, who loves to put on a facade, likes to hide himself. We arranged to meet Mr. A at bus station X, and they were already waiting when we arrived. Mr. A joked, "Lady, why don't you get in your new husband's car?" Ms. A said, "Okay, okay," and opened my car door, getting into the passenger seat. My wife was pulled into Mr. A's car. The car drove towards DWS, and with a strange woman sitting next to me, I felt particularly relaxed. I drove slowly, telling jokes that made Ms. A laugh. The atmosphere was very relaxed. The hour-long drive seemed to pass quickly. I saw some dense woods by the roadside and suddenly had a mischievous thought. I said to Ms. A, "I'm tired of driving. How about we go in and rest?" Ms. A laughed, seemingly seeing through my mischievous intentions, but nodded. I turned the car onto a side road and stopped. I got out of the car and said, "How about I hold your new husband's hand?" "Woman A generously took my arm, and we walked into the dense forest. This place was truly beautiful, quiet and serene. We found a grassy area, sat down, and I tentatively pulled her into my arms. Woman A embraced me, and I gently kissed her. The response I received was quite different from my wife's. Woman A's was quick and passionate; her tongue slipped into my lips, swirling around inside. I almost lost control, my hands caressing her body roughly and haphazardly. Woman A leaned towards me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, her breasts pressed tightly against mine. I could feel her medium-sized breasts rubbing against my chest. My hands moved towards her private area, which was already a vast ocean (50 words omitted). Because it was outdoors, we couldn't really let loose, and also because I was too excited, we finished hastily on the grass. I had received a passion from another woman unlike any other. I was truly satisfied. Woman A said, 'What do you think they're doing now? Aren't they getting impatient waiting for us?'" "Then I thought of my wife, and the thought that she might be in another man's arms, or even writhing under someone else's body, filled me with an indescribable feeling—a mix of unease, restlessness, and even jealousy. I really wanted to take the woman next to me down and thrust into her hard.

I said, 'Let's go, so they don't keep waiting.'" "In fact, we waited for them at DWS for almost half an hour. Later, my wife told me that their experience was similar to ours. A was better at finding places; he even managed to drive to a secluded spot. He did it with my wife in the car. I asked her how she agreed, and she said that A told her his wife had already done it with me. Seeing that A also met her standards, she reluctantly went along with it. She said that A, being a PE teacher, was strong and had a great physique. He was very skilled and gentle. We went to DWS, and naturally, we split up again. Now that no one had any objections, it was already like this, so of course, we could only develop the relationship. I even took A down the mountain, booked a room, and had sex with her while showering. I won't go into details, but in short, I experienced a kind of madness I had never felt before. My wife later said that they were really having fun. They didn't have sex again that day. Later, we met again at the bus station. This exchange ended perfectly." Back home, I couldn't wait to ask my wife for details .

She wanted me to tell her first, so I did, and she began to recount. Suddenly, my spirits soared. I pinned my wife down and started again. I pulled down her pants to look at her vulva; there was a faint fishy smell. I was overcome with jealousy and thrust my erect penis in hard, saying, "I'm in! I'm in!" My wife held me tightly, letting out moans. Her vulva enveloped my penis, my moans, my wife's cries, the sounds of thrusting mingled together. (50 words omitted) Because I had already used it three times, this time it lasted particularly long. My wife was probably still eager for more, so she was especially energetic. I used all the tricks I learned from A-girl. My wife and I were drenched in sweat, practically dripping wet...
The next day, Xiao Zhang asked me how it went. I told him with a smile, and he said, "How was it? Got a taste of sweetness?" "Your wife can't live without you anymore." 6"W
Five: Learning from porn, my wife's lustful nature greatly improves in threesomes [Zv.$G &%
After my trip with Mr. A, my wife and I were no longer reserved in our lovemaking. Before, I didn't dare to watch porn in front of my wife. On the one hand, my wife looked a bit old-fashioned, and on the other hand, as you know, for business people like us, our wives are most worried about cheating. I was afraid that if I watched it in front of her, she would be paranoid. That day, when we were making love, I said to my wife, "Let's download some porn to watch." To my surprise, she readily agreed. I hurriedly installed several. That night passed peacefully. The next day, the porn was downloaded, and my wife and I immediately watched it together in bed. Hey! It really worked. My wife was actually able to clumsily put my penis in her mouth, something she used to think was dirty. It seems that my wife really needs to be developed. Just like a person's potential, if you don't stimulate it, he is mediocre; if you stimulate it, he is a genius. My wife went from mediocre to genius. Haha, I've digressed. Getting back to the point, after my wife's progress, Xiao Zhang gave me another idea: to swap wives with them. I'd actually been lusting after his wife for a while now and was more than happy to do so, so I quickly discussed it with my wife, only to be met with a cold shoulder. She disagreed, saying she was too familiar with him and it was inappropriate. That was a minor issue; she also directly asked if I'd been having an affair with Xiao Zhao all along.
I knew this approach wouldn't work, so I had to think of another way. I consulted Xiao Zhang, who said, "Find a single man, a good one, to serve your wife. Your wife will benefit, and naturally, she'll be willing to do anything afterward." I thought that made sense; it would be easy to ask my wife, since she would be the one benefiting. But I had a little ulterior motive myself, feeling like I'd been taken advantage of. That's how men are; so-called swaps always start with a man's curiosity and desire to possess another man's wife. They don't want to go looking for something unclean outside, so they drag their wives into it. Xiao Zhang laughed and said, "Are you silly? Whether it's swapping or a threesome, it's all about seeking sexual pleasure and excitement. Life is short; if you don't enjoy it while you can, it'll be too late when you're old. Besides, the excitement of a threesome is different from that of a foursome. The most exciting is group sex, but you two haven't reached that level yet, so don't even think about it. 'To die under a peony is to die a romantic death,' brother, cherish it."

I thought he made sense, and the thought of two of us having sex at the same time... hehe, I actually kind of longed for it. This time, I was smarter; I brought it up during the heat of sex, and sure enough, my wife agreed, but with four conditions: 1. A college student (she thought he was well-mannered and clean); 2. She had to be discerning and have a connection with him; 3. No at home, and no in a hotel (she was worried about safety); 4. A condom had to be used. You know, this woman is really strange. It's not like she's looking for a husband, she's so picky. But since she said it, I did as she said. And you know what? Those four seemingly simple conditions were actually quite difficult to meet. For example, if the requirement is for a college student, and the other party says yes, you're worried it might be fake. Asking for a student ID is another story, but the other party refuses. Finally finding a student, your wife doesn't like him, saying he's like a sissy, lacking any sense of maturity or masculinity. And then there's the issue of where it's supposed to be—not at home or in a hotel, but where? Are you suggesting a threesome in the open?! But this problem was eventually solved; Xiao Zhang said it was at their home. He wasn't afraid of the hassle. Finding someone was the most troublesome part. He went to several websites, contacted about ten people, but nothing worked out. Finally, he found someone, Mr. B from a county in the same province. He watched the video, sent photos, and was satisfied with everything except that he wasn't a student; he'd graduated three or four years ago.

This time, my wife took the initiative to agree. The date was set for a Saturday, about ten days after I met Mr. B. I spoke with Xiao Zhang beforehand and got the keys. They were really considerate; the three of them were going on a family trip, and they agreed not to come back unless I called. My wife took many precautions, such as swapping cars with a friend, using a temporary phone number, and even bringing bedding. Why does this woman have to be so calculating? That morning at nine o'clock, we arrived at the agreed location and waited for about ten minutes. Mr. B arrived. He had clearly taken great care of himself; his hair was neatly parted, he was dressed in a suit, and his face was shiny. To be in such good shape after a nearly three-hour journey, Mr. B was truly thoughtful. We shook hands, and Mr. B then extended his hand to my wife, who gave a perfunctory nod. Mr. B said, "Sister-in-law, you look beautiful." The atmosphere immediately became lively. Upon entering Xiao Zhao's house, B went to the bathroom to wash his face and sat down. His wife offered him a glass of water, saying, "Have some water first. We'll have tea later when the water boils." She then added, "Are the car and house someone else's today?" A moment of silence followed. I quickly said, "B, your wife has been working so hard today, you'd better behave yourself." B replied, "As long as you don't mind, I'm willing to do anything." His wife blushed and went to the kitchen.

I suggested the three of us play cards: "Run Fast." Whoever loses has to kiss the other two on the cheek. After playing for a while, B got excited and suggested playing a striptease game, which we all agreed to. However, I had the worst luck and was the first one down to just my underwear. My wife, on the other hand, was fully clothed. Everyone was having a great time, so I cheekily said, "Whoever has the most clothes goes first." This was obviously aimed at my wife. She went. B and I exchanged glances and noticed B grinning mischievously. The bathroom was filled with the sound of running water. This little slut seemed to be deliberately making the noise loud. I gestured for B to come over, and he asked, "Is it okay?" Wasn't that a lie? He was already up to something, but he still wanted to maintain a facade. I nodded encouragingly, and B went over. Then I heard a soft scream, followed by the sound of running water. I quietly went over, wanting to see how this little slut would tear off her disguise. Honestly, I'd never spied before (after that, I became eager to peep, but that's another story). I saw two naked people standing together, B's chest pressed against my wife's back. It turned out B was scrubbing my wife. I couldn't hold back anymore, so I pulled down my underwear and rushed in.

This time, my wife was happy because she had two "husbands" bathing her, one in front and one behind—just like Empress Wu Zetian. Two erect penises surrounding her—the stimulation was indescribable. Her body was as soft as cotton (50 words omitted)... B and I carried my wife into the bedroom. She giggled, her face radiating happiness. That's how it is with a threesome; you must show respect for the woman. A woman's pleasure doesn't come entirely from penetration, but also from the man's care. Needless to say, under such care, my wife truly experienced heavenly pleasure. Later, my wife told me that her happiest moments were when the two of them bathed together and when she was carried into the bedroom. ---- Once in the bedroom, the three of us had sex, needless to say. You know, two men with one woman—even if you haven't experienced it firsthand, you've seen it in porn... %5}CwL*
It probably lasted about two hours. All three of us were exhausted. B performed well that day; my wife had multiple orgasms, and I benefited greatly, exploring and trying everything I could. I found the true joy of sex; life could be so colorful. oLNsC~wyB This emboldened me even more... Unexpectedly, a small matter angered my wife... uDq"$[z
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Six: Trying to Spy on My Wife, She Scolds Me, Switching to My Friend's Wife to Add the Finishing Touch A$qIw.J
^@M" As mentioned in the previous section, I actually tried to spy on her, but I couldn't find an opportunity. I tried many times to see if I could peek through the front and back buildings, but I never had the chance. It was as if everyone already knew my intentions, and they were all cautious, keeping their curtains tightly closed. That summer, I finally caught an opportunity. My brother-in-law's wife (her name is Xiao Han) came to my house. She was a junior high school teacher in the local rural area. Now the school values diplomas, and she was enrolled in a correspondence undergraduate program. She came to the provincial capital to review for the exam, so she stayed at my house. I was overjoyed when I saw her. This little slut was plump and round, with fair skin. Her thin, low-cut top made her breasts almost spill out. I couldn't hold back and prepared to take action. How? "Of course, through the window! Do you expect me to install a camera?" I knew there was a small window in the bathroom of my living room, connected to a small balcony. All I needed to do was make a small hole in the window

. Once I thought it through, I acted immediately. The hole wasn't big, but I could see everything clearly inside. The thought of seeing it that night filled me with secret joy. The first night, I didn't find an opportunity because my wife was watching TV. The next day, I turned on the computer early and started playing my wife's favorite game. She naturally gave me instructions, and I figured it was almost time, so I deliberately let her play. I knew that once she took over, it wouldn't be long. I kept observing Xiao Han's movements, and finally heard her enter the bathroom. I heard the sound of boiling water. My heart pounded, and I felt my face burning red. I quietly crept to the small balcony and peeked through the hole. Oh my god, a beautiful woman with smooth, round skin was right in front of me! The two alluring figures that had seemed almost too much to bear were now right in front of me—a body as white as jade, curvaceous, with full breasts and a plump bottom, making me drool. I couldn't wait to examine it closely, and eagerly looked at the clump of thatch. The thatch was thick, long, thin, and plentiful—no wonder some say women with good hair also have abundant thatch… (50 words omitted, hehe, according to forum rules). I was incredibly aroused, my little penis standing erect, swollen and almost bursting forth with pent-up passion. I felt a surge of heat about to erupt…

Just as I was engrossed in my reading, I heard footsteps behind me. Startled, I turned around and saw my wife standing there. I was mortified, feeling like I'd been stripped naked and stood in the street. Seeing the serious look on my wife's face, I knew I'd messed up. My wife didn't say anything, and I sheepishly went to watch TV in the living room. Only after my wife fell asleep did I slowly get into bed. My wife grabbed my ear and pinched it hard, saying, "You're so shameless!" I didn't dare speak, and tried to reach out to her, but she turned away. Seeing that gentleness didn't work, I started to act cheeky. I said, "It's all because of you that I thought of peeping." This piqued my wife's curiosity. She asked how it was related to her, and I told her about the last time Mr. B came over, when I peeked at them showering. My wife softened her attitude, only warning me not to peek at her family. Apparently, her younger brother has a bad temper, and their relationship isn't great. My wife is more fond of Xiao Han and was afraid I would do something inappropriate to hurt her and affect her brother-in-law's relationship. I naturally agreed. I picked up my wife, and without any foreplay, I thrust my hard penis straight in... and the pent-up hot fluid poured out... and that was the end of it.
A few days later, Xiao Zhang brought up the exchange again. I said no, I had already refused last time. Xiao Zhang said that brute force wouldn't work, we had to create an opportunity and let things happen naturally. I nodded repeatedly and said, "You're the genius, you figure it out, we'll do it together, we're not afraid she won't take the bait." That's how we made the agreement. A day later, Xiao Zhang came to me with a smile and said, "Great idea, brilliant!" I smiled and said, "I'd like to hear more." Xiao Zhang explained in detail, and I laughed as soon as I heard it, "What a brilliant idea! You're a genius!" (SUka+ >
Step 1: Xiao Zhao asked my wife to go shopping, and Xiao Zhang came to my house to cook. Xiao Zhang said that the advantage of doing this was that Xiao Zhao would first persuade my wife, and then the two grown men would wait at home for her return, creating a romantic and atmospheric scene. My wife went out early in the morning. 3 io=ex
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Xiao Zhao invited me to the pedestrian street. We found a small shop, ate some spicy noodles, and then got an egg roll. Then we wandered around aimlessly. Interestingly, Xiao Zhao bought underwear and a bra. The ones she was looking at were really trendy. I said, "How can I wear that?" Xiao Zhao said, "Are you stupid? Do you think you're as old-fashioned as before?" Xiao Zhao picked up the bra and underwear and dragged me to the fitting room. We squeezed in, and Xiao Zhao immediately stripped herself naked. I laughed, "No wonder my husband says you're seductive?" "Your husband really said that?" "Aren't you afraid I'll seduce your husband?" "He has the guts!" Of course I was confident. The underwear Xiao Zhao was wearing was thin, and the bulging little bulge clearly showed her pubic hair. After Xiao Zhao tried it on, she insisted that I try it on as well. I refused, and Xiao Zhao practically ripped me off. I felt a little embarrassed in it, but Xiao Zhao looked me up and down and said, "Look, it fits perfectly! It's so sexy to wear like this, your husband will love you to death! Don't take it off, buy it!" Without saying a word, she tried to take money from my bag. I hesitated for a moment, but then agreed. After
shopping for a while, I wanted to go back, but Xiao Zhao said, "Let's play a little longer. Anyway, there are two big men cooking. Let them serve us today." While we were shopping, Xiao Zhao started telling me about Xiao Zhang, how considerate and caring he was. When she talked about how amazing Xiao Zhang was in bed, her face lit up with a radiant smile, and I could feel her happiness. Xiao Zhao then asked how we were doing. I didn't dare say much, just gave a brief account. Xiao Zhao said, "Now you understand the joy of being a woman, right?" I smiled. Xiao Zhao then mysteriously began to tell me about their experiences, giggling with emotion at the parts she spoke of. Now back to me and Xiao
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. We had made careful preparations at home. First, we prepared two bottles of red wine, a box of candles, a deck of cards, a few adult films, and a few light side dishes. Everything was ready, just waiting for the ladies to come home. Finally, we heard the outer doorbell ring (the outer door was visible). I looked and saw the two of them returning happily. I quickly played the adult film, and Xiao Zhang opened the door. A little while later, the inner doorbell rang. Xiao Zhang and I waited at the door. When the door opened, we, like doormen, bowed and said, "Please." The two "young ladies" were startled and then said, "You two little devils, you scared us!" After changing their shoes and entering the house, they heard the sound from the television: ... "Oh dear!" ... "Ah!" ... "Oh dear!" ... Xiao Zhao said, "You men are so bad, look what you've done!" I quickly said, "Ladies and gentlemen, dinner is served." 4]QAwbb87
Xiao Zhang turned off the lights, lit candles, poured four glasses of red wine, and the men and women sat separately. Xiao Zhang said, "Today we'll listen to the 'music' from the TV, eat meat heartily, and drink freely. Come on, cheers!" The women were all in high spirits, laughing and talking without restraint. During the meal, we asked them about their shopping trip, and my wife said, "Xiao Zhang is lucky, look at your wife's two breasts, she's a natural charmer." Xiao Zhang said, "Sister-in-law, you're not bad either, you have such a good figure, your husband praises you every day." My wife said, "Get lost." While they were talking, my leg was already pressed against Xiao Zhao, and Xiao Zhao tried to pinch me with her hand. I grabbed her hand and groped to Xiao Zhao's inner thigh. Xiao Zhao didn't back down, and I felt that her bulging lower part seemed to be soaked. I glanced at Xiao Zhang. It seemed he and my wife had clicked; their heads were practically touching... In this intimate atmosphere, the meal lasted almost an hour, two bottles of red wine were finished, and all four of us were flushed and feeling blissfully dazed. Given this, the usual card-playing flirting routine could probably be skipped. Xiao Zhang quietly asked me if we should stay in one room or separate. I said I'd probably have to. Don't even mention my wife, I wouldn't be able to relax either.
The four of us sat on the sofa watching TV. Xiao Zhang changed to an adult film, apparently a bestiality, and they discussed it, saying how open foreigners were, how ugly foreign women's private parts were, etc. The curtains were drawn, the lights were off, and the candles flickered on the dining table, filling the room with an ambiguous atmosphere. I don't know when it started, but Xiao Zhang and Xiao Zhao were already touching each other. The sounds of their kissing mingled with the sounds of the TV. I pulled my wife into my arms. Time seemed to stand still, and our thoughts froze. My mind was filled with nothing but pleasure. I exchanged a glance with Xiao Zhang, and without realizing it, I switched the object of my affections with hers. I finally held those large, beautiful breasts in my hands, a different kind of softness coursing through my veins, my penis throbbing. Xiao Zhao, whether aware of the switch or not, continued to enjoy herself as before. I led Xiao Zhao into the bedroom, leaving the living room to them. Xiao Zhao and I rolled onto the bed, and I kissed her passionately. She responded with soft moans… We were both naked, and that full, sensual beauty writhed beside me. Her curves were so clear, rounded, and natural. I couldn't help but kiss every inch of her skin. Those large breasts were so soft and smooth; touching them, a current surged through my body. I saw that mysterious, full-figured woman—she was different. Look at that… (rules, 50 words omitted)

… Unable to bear it any longer, I plunged straight into the pool of water, the slippery friction, the fleshy embrace, and a surge of heat was about to erupt. Beneath me, Xiao Zhao's face had lost its color, her smooth, long hair was disheveled. The woman's moans were incredibly seductive. At first, they were continuous, low "ah ah—" sounds, but soon they became clearer. The initial dense, low "ah ah—" sounds turned into intermittent "ah—ah—" sounds. The woman's voice sounded as if someone had whipped her, causing her to let out a mournful "ah," and then another whip, but the "ah" sounds grew higher and higher, a sudden, abrupt "ah" from her throat. Those repeated "ah" sounds were exquisitely beautiful, tearing at my heart—I couldn't take it anymore. The gushing fluid caused Xiao Zhao to convulse, letting out a long "ah," exhaling a heavy breath, and collapsing to the side as if she had fainted. >@@-FoRo
rested for a while, then thought of his wife. He listened, but there was no sound in the living room. Puzzled, he went to check. No one was there, but there was movement in the other bedroom. Apparently, Xiao Zhang and his wife had moved out sometime earlier. The door was ajar, and he pushed it open a crack. Hehe, the two of them were doing 69! His wife was swallowing and spitting out a banana, while Xiao Zhang was nibbling on her genitals with relish, making slapping sounds. His wife was also making muffled "ah ah" sounds. She seemed to be enjoying it very much. It seems Xiao Zhang is much more experienced than me; he'd already spent so much time on foreplay. It looked like the battle had just begun. He was about to back out when he saw Xiao Zhao behind him. She had just come out of the shower. He gently pushed Xiao Zhao into the bedroom, and the two of them giggled softly… (Because we did it perfectly that time, I wanted to try to remember it in more detail, as a record of a beautiful memory.) He embraced Xiao Zhao again… @TIbS rIT
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I hugged Xiao Zhao again. Xiao Zhao said, "Are you still okay?" I laughed and said, "Seeing such a surprising scene, even if I wasn't, I would be." Xiao Zhao said, "Shall I help you wash up?" I readily agreed. In the bathroom, Xiao Zhao lathered my whole body with soap. She started rubbing from the back of my neck and back. Her soft, fleshy hands, with their perfect balance of light and heavy pressure, made my bones feel weak. Xiao Zhao licked my entire body with her soft tongue. The tingling sensation was like a tiny insect wriggling inside me, making my heart tremble. I wanted to pull her away, but Xiao Zhao said, "Don't move, just close your eyes and enjoy it." Xiao Zhao told me to stand up. She lathered her breasts with shower gel and pressed her large breasts against my chest. They touched instantly. Xiao Zhao half-squatted down. The soft feeling was so light, so quick, so gentle. I couldn't help but moan. I closed my eyes. Every movement made me tremble slightly. This stimulation numbed me to the bone. I was too weak to speak, only able to breathe heavily and moan with stimulation. ls$$4%bP
Xiao Zhao gently slid down, slowly, little by little. Suddenly, my body trembled; I felt like I'd been electrocuted, and I let out a heavy moan. To experience this in life, I'd be ready to die. Without thinking, I grabbed Xiao Zhao's head. I was so aroused I could only gasp and moan. This beauty had me completely disoriented. I pressed Xiao Zhao's head down, and she, realizing my intention, immediately took my penis into her mouth, even reaching the base. Her movements, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes inside, sometimes outside, were beyond description; it was beyond ecstasy... (50 words omitted due to forum rules). After
leaving the bathroom, we embraced and went to bed. I was completely exhausted. We rested for a while, then I heard water; I knew my wife and the others had finished their round too. I said to Xiao Zhao, "Now I'll serve you." I laid Xiao Zhao down, and she lay sprawled out in a "spread-eagle" position. My tongue kissed her forehead and earlobe, and then our mouths met, sucking wildly... Suddenly, Xiao Zhao twisted, lifted her legs, and cried out "Ah ah!" I turned around and saw Xiao Zhang sucking on Xiao Zhao's genitals. No wonder Xiao Zhao was so stimulated. I gestured for my wife to come over, and she turned to the side and took my penis in her mouth. Her oral skills weren't as good as Xiao Zhao's, but the stimulation was intoxicating. This time, the four of us were in the same room, taking turns, for nearly two hours. The most interesting part was two penises fucking one hole. Of course, it was Xiao Zhang's idea. One would stay still while the other thrust, then switch to the other, and the other would thrust in. But the feeling of two penises squeezing into the fat hole, penises touching penises, the fat hole enveloping the penis, was indescribable. When it was my wife's turn, she screamed repeatedly. Xiao Zhao even started chanting commands: "One, two, one, one, two, one..." Xiao Zhang and I rhythmically went in and out, while my wife kept making "Ah ah, aiya, ah ah" sounds, creating a "hum-huh-ah" symphony. No need to go into details, this is called—"internal combat." After
this exhilarating four-person intercourse, our minds became even more active. Finding the next couple became my daily task. My wife's requirements remained the same: 1. She could accept the man and had feelings for him. 2. He had to be safe (including being physically healthy). 3. He couldn't be too far away, preferably from the same province, but not too close either, as I was afraid there would be problems. One day online, I saw someone add me, indicating they came from a certain couples website, and I immediately accepted. We started chatting. It turned out he was from P City in a neighboring province (hereafter referred to as Mr. C). He had seen my post online, knew we had experience, and wanted to learn from me. I asked, "Does your wife agree?" Mr. C said, "She's tentatively agreed." I said, "Then how about this: you first persuade your wife not to show her face on video, and then have sex on video without showing her face." Mr. C said, "Great idea!" The next day, Mr. C and his wife went online. First, Mr. C gave a brief introduction, saying he was a low-level cadre in a county-level city in a neighboring province. His wife was a kindergarten teacher. We discussed our exchange, and I briefly recounted my experience with my wife. They listened with great interest, occasionally offering their opinions. From Mr. C's words, I could tell he was a rather cultured person. As we chatted, everyone became very enthusiastic, and I asked, "Can you decide now whether you want to start video chatting?" Upon hearing this, they readily agreed, saying, "Let's start with a video where we don't show our faces!" C was well-developed, with a full and firm abdomen, and two large, firm breasts that swayed slightly with her movements, standing upright. Below her breasts was a small black mole, like a tiny black pimple embedded in a white bun. Quite alluring, full and firm, it must feel good to the touch! Her abdomen was also full, without any bulge. It was a pity we couldn't see her skin tone, but I figured it wouldn't be bad. C, on the other hand, was a bit different. He had dark skin, a round beer belly, thick chest hair, and irregularly shaped hair, making him look older than his thirties. My wife was immediately dissatisfied, saying she wouldn't feel anything having sex with someone like that, and might even be a little scared. C was quite articulate, seemingly knowledgeable about everything under the sun, and he boasted about his extensive experience, which C agreed with. C insisted, and we both exposed our entire bodies. C seemed much more attractive; his dark red face (I think) exuded a domineering aura, his broad chest conveyed strength, his thick chest hair suggested a savage nature, and his booming voice revealed an indomitable spirit. Unexpectedly, my wife changed her mind. I felt her breathing become somewhat uneven, and her body trembled slightly. I touched her, and my goodness, this "slutty" woman was, unsurprisingly, wet. As for C, I wasn't particularly interested. Although she looked young, her features weren't my preferred round face. What attracted me was her body. I thought, I don't care, as long as my wife is interested in C. That's how swapping is; as long as there's sexual pleasure, that's enough. Unlike married couples, who need to be compatible in every way, otherwise, there will definitely be conflicts. As for C, seeing my wife was nothing short of a pleasant surprise. "Surprise" was C's exact words. He said my wife was younger and more beautiful than he had imagined, radiating a mature woman's charm that completely captivated him. @jBVi@+-_ C was already impatient and immediately demanded to meet and exchange partners. I naturally agreed, but my wife had some reservations, saying they didn't seem like a married couple. I said, since C was so confident in his assurances, let's believe him for now. If it's not true after we meet, we can leave later. And so the matter was settled. On the appointed day, we got up early, settled everything, and my wife started getting ready. First, she took a bath: her skillful hands applied lotion to her body, carefully wiping and applying it, imbuing every pore with a rich fragrance. Then she applied makeup, using eyebrow pencils of varying thicknesses. He lightly drew her eyebrows, and a touch of bluish-purple eyeshadow made her already large, watery eyes even more alluring. A light pink foundation on her cheeks made her not-so-fair complexion appear rosy and lovely. Especially striking were her small lips; a bold red lipstick accentuated their delicate shape, making them appear even more exquisite, vibrant yet refined, beautiful without being vulgar—a look that would make any man want to kiss them. As for her clothing, she had deliberately chosen pink lingerie, which made her small, delicate breasts appear even more alluring. She wore a revealing short top over this, layered with a light mesh top, and her long skirt flowed gracefully, making her look incredibly charming. [ It was clear my wife had meticulously prepared for her first trip to an unfamiliar city to meet new friends, and so had I—excited yet slightly nervous. The car headed towards P city; although we were on the highway, the scenery was beautiful and pleasant. Before we knew it, we arrived. C had already booked a room, saying it was his treat to welcome guests from afar. Since it wasn't expensive, no one minded, and we decided to be guests. At the door, I knocked gently. My wife seemed a little shy, perhaps because of anticipation. She remained quiet. The door opened, and it was C. He gave me a hug; he was clearly very warm and hospitable. I was touched and hugged him back tightly. C was very courteous; he didn't rush to hug my wife, but his comment that she was even prettier than in the photos made her beam with joy. We went inside...] When the door opened, I noticed something was off. Besides C, there was a short, tall boy in the room. From the moment my wife entered, I noticed something was off about the boy's eyes; they kept glancing at her with a sinister and lewd look. C, on the other hand, was with C. Their clothing, behavior, and compatibility were even more mismatched than on the computer screen. Her clothes were flamboyant and vulgar. I could tell C wasn't C's wife or mistress; she was definitely a prostitute. I raised my concerns with C, and he admitted it, saying his own wife was ugly, old-fashioned, and too old for anyone to agree to a swap. Regarding C, C only admitted she was his lover. I thought, even if she was, C's choice of a lover like that was really low. As for the boy in the room, C explained that he was single, which made things more interesting. I was furious inside, but I didn't show it. I said to C, " Since that's how it is, let's make the best of it and have some breakfast first." C agreed. As we left the hotel, I said to C, "You're being dishonest. We have to go back now, I'm so sorry." While C was gaping in surprise, my wife and I had already gotten into the car, honked the horn, and said, "Sorry, C!" (This trip to a distant place ended in disappointment. It's called "Searching for a 'Wife' in a Foreign Land: A False and Empty Promise" p7YlVuo\

After returning from P City, C desperately tried to explain to us that we had only done one thing: added that flashing profile picture to our blacklist! This experience left us shaken, and we remained silent for a while. One day, an online post led us to our next destination... After a period of silence, we became distrustful of strangers, refusing to open the door to anyone who contacted us without a reason. When
Xiao Zhang found out, he laughed so hard his face contorted , and then said, "You two idiots!" "Invite the master, or we'll teach you." %!X(I just smiled and gave up. To be honest, I still feel a lingering fear when I think about it now. If I hadn't been a little calmer that day, and if that guy C didn't seem like a good person, we might have been played. I treated Xiao Zhang to a late-night snack by the roadside. Xiao Zhang smiled and said, "At least you didn't suffer any losses after leaving your master behind. You're lucky." Then he asked, "Do you know what to pay attention to when exchanging partners?" I looked at him blankly. Xiao Zhang looked sly and said smugly, "The important thing, really the important thing, you must remember it. One: Don't talk to strangers." I interrupted, "You're talking nonsense. Exchanging partners is about exchanging with strangers. Where else are you going to find opportunities if you don't interact with strangers? Are you going to only talk to acquaintances like you? After doing this a few times, I'm already tired of it, even if you're not." "What's the rush? You're just too impatient. Let me finish. The so-called 'don't talk to strangers' means don't pay attention to people who just come to your door. You want both strangers and acquaintances, it seems contradictory." "Isn't that right?" "Absolutely! Where can you find someone who's both a stranger and a familiar face?" Xiao Zhang laughed. "I admit you're better at business than me, but you're much dumber in this area. Finding someone like that is easy. First, you can get introductions from acquaintances, right? Look at Mr. A from Y City, whom I introduced last time. Pretty good, right? Mr. A can also introduce you to other people you know." I nodded repeatedly, "Yes! Yes!" Xiao Zhang continued, "Second, observe the other person's background before making a decision." I said, "I don't know him. How can I observe him?" Xiao Zhang said, "That's a good question! You can do this: when someone contacts you, they'll definitely specify which website, group, or person they're from, right?" "Yes, yes!" I answered hastily. "You can go to the website they came from and see how long they've been registered, the number, quality, and content of their posts. Then see if their replies are serious. Newbies usually just follow randomly, while experienced users will seriously express their opinions." Seeing me nod repeatedly, Xiao Zhang became even more excited. His face, flushed from the alcohol, gleamed under the light. I quickly offered him a drink, which he downed in one gulp. He continued, "Again, you mustn't be too hasty. You can talk to the shortlisted couples at the same time, until everything is perfect, then decide on one. You can continue with the others next time. Your mistake last time was mainly because you were too hasty and still held onto hope even after discovering the suspicious points. Of course, you were fooled." I could only nod in agreement with Xiao Zhang's bluntness. "Finally," Xiao Zhang continued, "safety is paramount. You must proceed only when it's absolutely safe. Safety includes: people, property, and of course, diseases. Always use condoms." On the way back, I thought about how Xiao Zhang was full of ideas. Luckily, he met Xiao Zhao and got back on the right track. Otherwise, he would definitely be a super bad guy. I got home at midnight. Since it was Friday, my wife was still awake, playing computer games. I told her about Xiao Zhang's "advice," and she laughed, saying, "That Xiao Zhang is really cunning." I wanted to be intimate with my wife, but she said it wasn't convenient, so we cuddled and went to sleep. That day, I was browsing online and received a QQ message for a QQ exchange group. I didn't think much of it and was about to add it when I realized there were conditions: both husband and wife had to appear on camera together, and the wife had to be naked. The conditions weren't unreasonable, and they made some sense. The key issue was that there were so many scammers these days. If we were showing off our bodies here, there might be many couples watching with great interest over there—wouldn't that be ridiculous? I wasn't comfortable with that, so I ignored it. I told A about this via QQ. A laughed and said, "How could you be so silly?" Then he said, "Look at how impatient you are, can't find a partner? What do you think of my wife? How about we swap again?" I felt that his pretty woman with glasses was really nice, and besides, they were our first swap partners, so the relationship was naturally different. I was really interested. Later, we swapped again, but that's another story. Now, A sent me a long message about the psychology of exchanging partners: " Superior exchange seeks sexual happiness, both husband and wife progress together; Secondary exchange seeks stimulation, the husband is more eager than the wife; Third-class exchange seeks quantity, spending money but ammunition; Fourth- class exchange is for a single man, only offering the gun, not the harpoon. " A, fearing I wouldn't understand, explained: "True couples' exchanges must demonstrate respect for the wife, ensuring she experiences pleasure in intercourse, while the husband receives the stimulation of firsthand experience and observation. This is the true purpose of couples' exchanges. Some people want to exchange, but the husband's curiosity about the opposite sex takes over, the husband is enthusiastic, the wife is neglected; others want to exchange because of male possessiveness, believing that the more women they possess, the more accomplished they are." Even worse, some single men only want to possess respectable women without spending money. Of course, single men are essential partners for couples seeking partners. True couples seeking partners will inevitably experience two men sharing one wife. Only single men can truly make their wives feel the tenderness and care of men, and experience the feeling of being a queen. Therefore, you will see that different dating websites have commonalities: more men than women, more single men than couples, and the proportion of couples genuinely seeking sexual happiness through exchange is not very large. This is why it's difficult to find like-minded individuals. "4C+AA's advice is similar to Xiao Zhang's. I've already had the experience of struggling to find a suitable partner for exchange, so I couldn't help but nod in agreement. I received a message in my email from a netizen named Youling123 in X city of this province. They said they were organizing an event, a couples' gathering on Sunday and Saturday. The number of participants was limited to 5-6 couples." Requirements: 1. Anyone from anywhere willing to come to City X for the gathering; 2. Couples aged 25-42; 3. Must be in good health; 4. Before the gathering, couples must submit three photos (in different scenes, without showing faces) to the organizer, *09; 5. A small dinner will be held before the gathering, with expenses split equally. My eyes lit up. Isn't this what I've always wanted to do? Multiple couples gathering, flexible and varied, free combination—what kind of excitement can't I get? I know Xiao Zhang and his friends often have gatherings. Over time, the exchange becomes relatively fixed; some people leave, some join—it's safe and simple. No more searching around, no more suspicion. VEPn T0=z

Without much thought, I immediately added Youling123 on QQ and we started chatting. First, I sent photos—simple, just blurring their faces. Next, I explained our basic situation and how we met. Youling123 was very interested and asked if we agreed to split the bill, which we of course agreed to. My reasons for agreeing immediately were quite good: First, my wife had no objections. That little vixen, she's practically begging to swap partners every day; she's even more eager than I am, just not saying it. Second, X city is very close to Kibt, less than a two-hour drive. Third, I had a good impression of Youling123; during our chat, I could tell he was experienced and willing to share. (Organizing this is a complicated process. If done poorly, it's a waste of effort.) Fourth, his method was excellent: a three-step process to confirm we were indeed a couple. The first step: three photos of us together in different settings. The second step: a QQ chat between the couple to observe their compatibility and sincerity. The third step: a dinner together for the couple to be swapped. A direct, face-to-face assessment. Fifth: Joining a group is the safest and quickest way for couples to make friends. It's a home for couples making friends. Of course, I'm willing to join this "family."
I told Xiao Zhang and A about this. Needless to say, they both said I'd become smarter. A didn't plan to join because his wife wasn't willing, and Xiao Zhang, since he already had a group, didn't have any ideas either. I told Xiao Zhang that I'd join first and see how it goes. If it's really good, I'd invite Xiao Zhang and his friends to join, and then Xiao Zhang would introduce us to their group. Xiao Zhang said, "That's a good idea." A few days later, Youling123 wrote that they had selected 9 couples, and everyone had reached an agreement to have tea together on Friday night. If everyone felt good about it, they would sing karaoke after tea. It would only be a gathering, not an exchange. The main purpose was to observe and deepen the impression, while also weeding out those with impure motives. The fee for each couple was about 100 yuan. It would be handed over to Youling123.
My wife and I could only describe our eagerness as "waiting." That's human nature; waiting always feels long, especially waiting for something you long for. It's like driving to a destination – the journey there is always slow, but the return trip is quick. Two days isn't a long time, and we finally arrived. Before 5 pm, we grabbed a quick bite for dinner and eagerly set off. The gathering was at 8 pm, and we estimated we'd be more than an hour late. I wanted to get there early, but I also had some cautious considerations. We could observe the situation first, partly to avoid running into acquaintances, and partly to see how the other couples were doing. Hehe, am I being a bit dishonest? Don't blame me; I've been fooled before, so I'm naturally wary. We wandered around X city for almost an hour, arriving at the agreed-upon hotel lobby half an hour early. My wife and I first found a place to sit in the coffee shop, ordered two cups of green tea, and started drinking. A
little while later, I saw a couple walk in. The man was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a blue tie; he was of medium height, impeccably dressed, and had a stylish air about him. He seemed like a person who paid attention to detail, though I felt that such formal attire was rare these days, a bit old-fashioned. The woman, on the other hand, didn't stand out much. The dim lighting in the coffee shop made it difficult to see her face clearly, but I could tell from her figure that she was well-maintained. The couple went to the counter and spoke to the waiter. Then, the waiter led them to a partitioned "private booth," and the man nodded and sat down. I said to my wife, "Did you recognize that couple? They're Youling 123." My wife said, "Why are they dressed so old-fashioned?" I said, "X City isn't that big, and its economy is just so-so, of course it can't compare to C City. But it's rare to find someone as thoughtful as Youling 123 in such a small city." As I was speaking, I saw the man take out his phone to make a call, and I quickly turned it off.

I watched as the man made a call, put down the phone, and leisurely drank his tea. After a while, couples began to come in one after another, and the man greeted them one by one. Now, I was certain that they were Youling 123. Around 8 o'clock, four or five couples arrived. The couples usually came in hand in hand, their expressions natural and smooth, and their conversation after sitting down was very tacit. I discussed my observations with my wife, saying, "Honey, we've got a chance! Looks like Youling123 is pretty good."... Without much thought, we headed towards Youling123... >AbXa
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Now, my wife and I walked towards Youling123 (let's call him Zhao Jun for convenience). Just as we got close, Zhao Jun stood up and said loudly, somewhat exaggeratedly, "Hey, don't introduce yourself, I know who you are. I thought you were playing hide-and-seek!" "I know, it must be because I intentionally turned off my phone earlier that he misunderstood. Seeing Zhao Jun's beaming smile and radiant expression, I was secretly pleased: This guy seems passionate, responsible, and meticulous. The gathering will definitely be well-organized, and this trip will surely be fruitful." I quickly went to greet him; his hand was fleshy and warm. I said a little embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry, I have to keep an eye on my crappy phone all the time, I don't know when it will automatically turn off." "That's perfect." Zhao Jun pulled me with one hand and helped a seated man up with the other, saying, "This is Mr. Qian, the big boss who sells mobile phones. You should go to him and exchange your crappy phone." Looking at Mr. Qian, who stood up to greet me, he was short, white, and fat, with a protruding beer belly that made him look imposing. His smile made his fat face look like a Maitreya Buddha. I said to Mr. Qian, "Great, great, a rich boss is different, even a gathering can be a business opportunity." Mr. Qian said, "I have a bunch of counterfeit mobile phones there, perfect for selling to an acquaintance like you." The room erupted in laughter.
A petite woman sitting next to Mr. Qian also stood up. Mr. Zhao introduced her, saying, "This is Mrs. Qian." Mrs. Qian wore a white dress, had long, thin, reddish-brown hair with two thin braids hanging down her shoulders, and wore large platinum earrings. Her face was fresh and beautiful. She stood gracefully, slightly shy, radiant yet elegant. I thought, "This woman is being exchanged; isn't this like giving me a Lin Daiyu?" However, the contrast between the two women made me a little suspicious. I didn't dare ask directly, but Mr. Zhao noticed my doubt and later quietly told me, "Don't worry, I've done my research. Mr. Qian is 42 years old, divorced, and married Mrs. Qian, who was 30. She was originally a mistress, but she married Mr. Qian when she was only 23. They've been married for 7 or 8 years. Isn't that how rich people are?" "**Expectations!**
Zhao Jun introduced them to me one by one: Sun Jun, a clerk at the Statistics Bureau, between thirty and forty years old, slender and tall with a ruddy complexion; his granddaughter, a housewife, unremarkable in appearance, with a round waist and short legs, but her breasts and hips were very sexy, clearly a woman skilled in bed. Li Jun, supposedly the deputy general manager of the sales department of a real estate company, the two of them were a very well-matched couple, standing together tall and looking very affectionate. Mrs. Li was tall, fortunately not plump, and did not appear wealthy. Her prominent hips reminded one of Lu Xun." The "compass" in the painting. They're said to be from the north; judging by their build and accents, it seems believable. The Zhou couple reminds one of two dwarfs; they're a perfect match, both short. Zhou is at most 1.62 meters, and his wife is only about 1.5 meters. But they look almost the same height, both slender and thin. Zhou makes one wonder about his prowess in bed, and as for his wife, I think I could even lift her with one hand. Someone so small must be tight down there... Hehe, am I thinking too much? ddg5%7
By the time Zhao Jun finished his introduction, the atmosphere had become quite lively, and surprisingly, there was no sense of awkwardness. This was probably due to Zhao Jun; he had infected everyone with his enthusiasm. A waiter came over to ask what kind of tea we'd like, and I said to Zhao Jun, "Everyone seems to be getting along quite well. It's not very convenient to talk here, so how about we go somewhere else?" Everyone agreed, so Zhao Jun paid the bill first, and we all left together! Where to go? Zhao Jun had already made the arrangements. A karaoke bar called Red Sun in the area. Zhao Jun had booked the middle hall; apparently, including tea, it was only 350 yuan, which was really cheap.
There were 12 people in 4 cars. Zhao Jun and Zhou Jun were locals, and Qian Jun's car was the most impressive—an Audi A6. We arrived quickly, and everyone behaved very politely. We sat down in order on a row of large sofas, with Zhao Jun and Li Jun on two smaller sofas. Zhao's wife and Li's wife sat on the armrests, leaning against their husbands. In the middle was a small dance floor with a wide-screen LCD TV and dim lighting—warm and romantic. At first, there was a slight awkward silence. Zhao Jun, as the organizer, stood up without hesitation and said, "Brothers and sisters, everyone." Someone laughed. "We're all family." A burst of laughter followed, even from Zhao Jun himself. "Let's request songs! I'll start. While I sing, you all have to dance!" The atmosphere livened up, and the ladies eagerly requested songs. The singing process is best left unsaid.
After a while, Zhao Jun turned the volume down a bit and said, "Let's do an activity. Everyone will tell an interesting story from their own exchange experience. After you finish, the other ladies will present you with flowers, kisses, and hugs—just a kiss on the cheek, of course." Soft music, dim lighting, and hazy shadows—this atmosphere was perfect for storytelling. Zhao Jun started first. Here is Zhao Jun's story:

The Ignorant Single Man Lr When we first started our exchange program, we found a single man, supposedly a college student. When we chatted with him, he boasted a lot, exaggerating how strong his physical abilities were and how experienced he was. I immediately put it to the test, but it turned out to be a complete waste of time—all show and no substance. He ejaculated as soon as he reached the entrance. He couldn't get it up again, which angered my wife so much that she slapped me twice and punched me. The
whole room burst into laughter, all eyes turning to Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao blushed deeply, leaning to the side, her hands on the back of the sofa, her face buried in her hands, giggling.
Zhao Jun said, "What's even funnier is that the boy later said that as soon as he went downstairs, he got an erection, and it didn't go down; he went back with a tent set up."
This caused another uproarious laugh. That's how life is; anything risqué always resonates.
Sun Jun said, "Looks like this is a newbie, really causing a lot of trouble." I don't have any special exchange stories, so I'll tell you a joke. You've probably heard it before.
The county party secretary went to a brothel, forgot his money, and the landlady agreed to pay on credit. When the landlady went to collect the payment, the secretary was in a meeting. The landlady, not wanting to be blunt, said, "Secretary, I've come to pay for my lodging."
The secretary said, "No money." "Why?" "The room is too big, it's empty."
The landlady panicked, "Secretary, don't talk nonsense! The room isn't actually big, it's just that the furniture is too small, making it look big."... At this point, some people already understood and chuckled. Sun
Jun continued:
The secretary said, "Then there's still no money to pay, and the hygiene is poor."
The landlady said, "Secretary, you can't blame me. You were too impatient. The previous customer just left, and you rushed in, so there wasn't time to clean."
The men laughed uproariously, and the women all rolled into the men's arms. Few of the men were honest; many took the opportunity to grope them.
Qian Jun said, "It's your own problem. You're putting it on the secretary. The secretary is a catch-all, and everyone puts themselves in it."
Everyone echoed, "That's right, that's right, it's talking about you." Of course not, it's an old story.
Zhao Jun said to Qian Jun, "You're a veteran, it's your turn now." "^F&%kqW
Qian Jun didn't mince words, coughing lightly: "The story I'm about to tell will give you a real shock, you're truly an extraordinary person." - Qiu Ju's husband was working in the provincial capital. He called to say he missed her, and of course, she missed her husband too, so she came over. That evening, after dinner, her husband went out drinking with some fellow villagers. Before leaving, he gave her 20 yuan, saying it was hot and she shouldn't stay cooped up inside, but go outside and buy whatever she saw that looked good. Qiu Ju went out alone to the street, strolling around, looking at everything. The traffic was heavy, the lights were bright, it was indeed different from the countryside. Before she knew it, she had reached a quiet alleyway. Just as she was about to turn back, suddenly, a dark figure darted out and grabbed her, pulling her into the dark alley! The sudden attack made her scream in terror for help; "Don't scream, or I'll strangle you!" She was terrified and dared not scream again. She pleaded, "Brother, please let me go. I'm from the countryside, I don't have any money on me," fearing the man would steal her 20 yuan. "Who wants your filthy money? Take your pants off!" She suddenly understood—that was it! Feeling reassured, she let the man do as he pleased... (nzJAx*Xv)
Afterwards, the man had just slipped away, and before she could even pull up her pants, two three-wheeled motorcycles blocked the alleyway. Their headlights shone brightly, and several policemen got off—it turned out that while she was crying for help, a passing girl had immediately dialed 110 on her cell phone. When the police arrived, they asked, "What happened? Where is that bad guy?" She said she had just left; they asked her which direction she went, what she was wearing, and what she looked like, but she couldn't say anything clearly. The police were getting a little anxious, but she calmly said, "Don't chase after him, he didn't do anything to me, he didn't steal or rob me. If you don't believe me, look, my 20 yuan is still here, not a penny is missing." Huh?! The police looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. But seeing her disheveled clothes and messy hair, they immediately understood most of it. So they said, "He really didn't do anything to you?" She smiled and said, "Look, I'm fine, aren't I? It's okay, it's okay, you can all go back, go back." Saying that, she parted the crowd and walked straight back...
Everyone laughed so hard they couldn't stand up straight. They all said that Qiu Ju's thinking was really modern, but it was a pity they didn't understand exchange, otherwise they would have helped her satisfy her greed.
Zhao Jun said to Qian Jun, "We want to hear your own story, you told another joke. You should tell yours. This time, tell your own story." Zhao Jun was referring to Zhou Jun. Zhou Jun , being short and almost forgotten, was huddled in the sofa. He straightened up, seemingly a little embarrassed. Urged on by Zhao Jun, Zhou Jun began.
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You're all seasoned veterans, experienced in many things. Have you ever seen a woman squirt?" "I have..." Zhou Jun had barely finished speaking when Madam Zhou quickly cut him off, "Are you crazy? Talking about this kind of thing!" Madam Zhou seemed a little angry. Qian Jun said, "Sister-in-law, please be embarrassed." Indeed, the atmosphere hadn't reached that point yet; it's normal for ladies to be shy. Zhao Jun's suggestion was a bit inappropriate. I said, "Zhou Jun, why don't you tell a joke instead?" Zhou Jun ultimately didn't say anything. The atmosphere became a little awkward.
"Don't be angry, Madam." I looked at Madam Zhou and said with a smile, "Let me tell you a joke to cheer everyone up." I looked at Madam Zhou, this petite woman, her face flushed with embarrassment. It's said that an angry woman has a unique charm, and this saying suits Madam Zhou perfectly. I felt an urge to possess Madam Zhou. There are so few petite women like her in life. I thought, if I had to choose, she would be my first choice. LY7z}/!p
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Half an hour later, a Ferrari sped to the girl's door. A middle-aged gentleman dressed in designer clothes and with a refined demeanor arrived. xET ,O83
"Hello!" The gentleman politely greeted them and said, “This is a real problem. Due to my family circumstances, I’m sorry I cannot marry your daughter, but I will take responsibility!” “
How about this: if it’s a girl, I will leave her three shops, two houses, a seaside villa, and a $2 million account.” “If it’s a boy, I will let him inherit two companies plus a $2 million account.” "
If it's twins, each will inherit a company and a $1 million account." "
But if there's a miscarriage..."
At this moment, the father, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stood up, placed his hand tightly on the gentleman's shoulder, and said...
At this point, I deliberately kept him in suspense. I said to Mrs. Zhou, "Sister-in-law, guess what his father said?" Mrs. Zhou refused to say, "Ladies, guess. Don't say what you've seen."
The atmosphere became lively. Some said the father was going to hit someone, some said the father was disappointed, some said the father scolded his daughter for being useless...
During the guessing game, the atmosphere was readjusted, and everyone talked at once, making wild guesses. "I'll announce the answer." I glanced at the ladies' faces; they all looked at me with sincere expressions, like schoolchildren. "The answer is: --- Her father said, 'Then please do it to her again!'"
A burst of laughter erupted, and I noticed Mrs. Zhou laughed too. Zhao
Jun seized the opportunity and said, "I propose that you two couples exchange flowers." Everyone applauded and cheered. My wife got up and walked towards Zhou Jun. Mrs. Zhou, pulled by everyone, walked towards me, and we gave each other a light hug. "No kiss yet!" Everyone continued to cheer, and Mrs. Zhou kissed me on the cheek and quickly left. My heart trembled slightly; those small lips were gentle, moist, and warm. I had an urge to immediately press her down and kiss her passionately. I felt my little D getting hot and slowly hard. I sat down, trying to hide it. 73:?1r@5
Zhao Jun, seeing the time was ripe, suggested, "Let's dance. There's only one condition: we can't dance with our own people." Everyone agreed. Zhao Jun's suggestion was excellent. Music and dance are the best ways to let loose. Music won't betray you; all your worries will dissipate in the melody, leaving you feeling incredibly carefree. Dancing figures, sparkling glasses, flashing lasers, dynamic rhythms, deafening music, a crazy DJ... When you're burdened, become a believer in rhythm and let speed become an unprecedented dream! Zhao
Jun started by playing "Let's Dance," and we wandered the dance floor. Their faces were hidden by the light; what we could see in the flickering light and shadow were contorted, swaying bodies. Qian Jun even jumped onto the coffee table. That's what music is like—follow the DJ's rhythm, sway to your own. As long as you have confidence, your dance moves deserve to be appreciated. Forget your worries, forget your pain, forget others and forget yourself. In disco music, you are the wind, you are the air, you are the flame, you are yourself. No one sees you, no one notices you, just dance, your body... Feeling lighter and lighter, you can clearly feel something inside your body slowly evaporating, slowly drifting away from you.
Watching the couples dancing gracefully under the dim lights, I suddenly felt a restlessness within me. Worse still, as the beautiful slow waltz began, I saw my wife leaning into Sun Jun's arms, the tall, thin man hunched over, the two seemingly whispering. My wife, whom I was holding, trembled slightly. My heart was as turbulent as waves, as turbulent as the Qiantang River tide. By the end of the dance, I was drenched in sweat, not from the heat, but from having to think of new moves while dancing…
Ah, dancing feels so good! It combines music, gymnastics, social interaction, and emotion. When you have burdens in your heart, speed becomes an unprecedented dream! It feels so much lighter!! The
air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. The ambiguous atmosphere
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intoxicating, reluctant to leave, inspiring daydreams, and stirring impulses. Zhao Jun whispered in the ear of each man in turn; some nodded, some shook their heads. When it was my turn, he was asking if we should start exchanging partners tonight. I agreed. I so wished that Mr. and Mrs. Zhou could stay too, but unfortunately, I saw them leave. Later, Zhao Jun told me that Mr. Zhou had left because his child wasn't settled. Only four couples remained: Zhao Jun, Qian Jun, and Sun Jun. ~ T |(
The four of us couples found a place for a late-night snack. Zhao Jun let us eat while he arranged the place. We all insisted on finding a nicer hotel. Firstly, we all have the financial means; we usually stay in hotels below four stars when traveling for business, let alone on an exchange trip. Secondly, larger hotels are generally cleaner and safer. Less than 20 minutes later, Zhao Jun called to arrange three suites: one double suite and two single suites. Zhao Jun said the advantage of this arrangement was that it could accommodate everyone's different needs; some wanted to stay together, others wanted to stay together, it was flexible and adaptable. He asked if we agreed. The three husbands discussed it and felt that Zhao Jun's arrangement was very thoughtful, so we all agreed. I"1uAX`vn
I don't remember what we ate for the late-night snack, but everyone ate leisurely and relaxed. The ladies bought some snacks and drinks from a nearby shop. Everyone laughed and chatted as we hurried to the hotel... ^IqN This was not a luxurious hotel; the lobby was rather grand, but the room furnishings were really just so-so. The double suite was quite spacious, with two smaller rooms inside and outside. The outer room had a bed and two small sofas, while the inner room was much smaller, just big enough for one bed. The ladies settled down in one room and unpacked their belongings, while the gentlemen went to the other room. Zhao Jun said, "Each couple pays 400 yuan, covering two days' room fees, meals, and the cost of purchasing items, etc. Any overpayment will be refunded, and any underpayment will be collected." cUw*8_~
Zhao Jun had prepared quite a lot: playing cards, condoms, towels, red wine, beer, drinks, candles, and even several packs of wet wipes. I asked what the wet wipes were for. Zhao Jun smiled and said, "They're just for wiping things down, like wiping sweat, like wiping..." Zhao Jun looked at me and winked; I understood. We went to the ladies' room, where they sat on the bed chatting. Zhao Jun announced the rules and matters: #i(sT2(
One: Draw cards for pairing. Eight cards, four Aces for men and four Kings for women. If a pair of cards of the same suit is drawn, and both partners have the same suit, the woman draws again. Q{G3Mj
Second: It's too late today, let's switch beds for now. No group sex. WD[Ig=K
Third: Condoms are required, but it's voluntary if you can accept not using one. J&cCgzpk
At the end, Zhao Jun specifically instructed: Gentlemen, please conserve your energy, the real show is tomorrow. Everyone laughed. y4f U$ "7
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So, we've assigned everyone, and everyone's overjoyed, as if they've all gotten the roles they wanted. Although I'm a little disappointed that Mr. and Mrs. Zhou didn't participate, I'm quite comforted by being assigned the voluptuous Mrs. Sun. The room assignments are as follows: Mrs. Sun and I, Mr. Qian and Mrs. Zhao, share a large room; Mr. Sun, Mrs. Qian, Mr. Zhao, and my wife each share a small room. xLpoM=H
The first to enjoy the group fun were Mr. Qian and me. The four of us entered the room, and no one looked around; the atmosphere seemed a little awkward. No one spoke. Everyone found a place to sit, especially Mrs. Zhao, who found a sofa at the back and buried her head in it. The earlier liveliness vanished instantly, and everyone waited. "Shall we watch TV first?" Mr. Qian said, turning on the TV. "Let me rinse my mouth first. Do you want to wash up first?" I continued Mr. Qian's words, saying to Mrs. Sun, "Are you coming?" Bq^JmG[ Mrs. Sun blushed and didn't speak. I made a pulling motion towards her, and she immediately stood up. I boldly put my hand on Mrs. Sun's shoulder and led her towards the bathroom. At that moment, I felt extremely natural. After rinsing my mouth, we unintentionally exchanged glances. I saw that Mrs. Sun's face was flushed, and her lips were pursed as if she were smiling. I suddenly had an impulse; this voluptuous "slut" would be under my control tonight... I whispered to Mrs. Sun, "I'm very good at massage. Would you like me to give you a massage, sister-in-law?"
My tone was mischievous, and Mrs. Sun seemed to pretend not to believe me: "Really?" I slowly peeled off Mrs. Sun's clothes, gently saying, "Seeing is believing." Mrs. Sun's figure was truly unappealing; her plump body resembled a winter melon, though her skin was very well-maintained, soft yet elastic. Two large breasts, like watermelons, sagged slightly, their dark red areolas framing small, rosy nipples. Her thick pubic hair wasn't disheveled, but rather neatly combed. I secretly marveled: God's creation of man is truly wondrous, making each woman unique and charming.
I carefully turned on the hot water, tested the temperature with my hand, and asked Mrs. Sun, "Is this alright?" Women are naturally easily moved, and the answer I received warmed my heart: "You're so thoughtful, thank you." Then, Mrs. Sun said with a hint of jealousy, "You're very good at pleasing women, aren't you a ladies' man?" As I undressed, I said, feigning innocence, "I only do this for you." "You don't believe me!" Mrs. Sun retorted playfully. There was no excitement as I'd imagined; we were as calm as two old lovers. I lathered Mrs. Sun with soap and began rubbing her from her shoulders and back. Mrs. Sun quietly enjoyed it. Her skin was truly beautiful. I even felt that intimacy between men and women doesn't necessarily have to be about the sensory stimulation of penetration; this mutual caress is more interesting and refreshing. BJy b59
You might not believe it, but my initially erect penis slowly softened. Passion drove away distractions, and a sense of freshness replaced restlessness. Only when we were face to face, our bodies pressed together, fluid flowing between us, did I feel a strange sensual urge. My newly erect penis pressed against Mrs. Sun, and we embraced tightly. Her large, alluring breasts pressed against my chest—it felt incredibly good. Mrs. Sun kissed me. I felt a strange excitement; she had actually opened up to kissing. I thought, Mrs. Sun's feelings had truly blossomed. The passionate kiss that followed needs no further explanation; the swirling of our tongues and the slapping sounds proved it all. 9o^ 9wg: "
We opened the door and came out. The sofa was empty, the blankets were spread out, and the bed was empty. We looked around and saw that the sofa was empty. We looked around and saw that the bed ... Zhan Yanxi, her lips parted, her teeth trembling, her face contorted with rage. The little D inside her mouth swelled instantly. Madam Sun's manipulations, twisting, and contractions were a clear provocation to the little D; it was about to roar! 8@7Aj|r;kL
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When we collapsed on the bed, I exclaimed how exhilarating it was. The plump Mrs. Sun was quite different from my wife; I have to say, a voluptuous woman is more intoxicating. A
turning point came after our passionate encounter in the bathroom.
Suddenly, Qian Jun pushed the door open. Mrs. Sun instinctively covered her genitals with her hands. Qian Jun leaned against the door, laughing, "What are you covering up? You've already seen it. You've seen mine too." "Your thing, cut it off." Mrs. Sun giggled. "Sister-in-law, are you teasing me? I really want to see your cutting skills." As he spoke, Qian Jun actually came in, adding, "Who wouldn't love such a sexy beauty? Brother, you won't have any objections, will you?" "What about those outside? Don't neglect Mrs. Zhao!" I whispered to Qian Jun. I saw a smug look on Mrs. Sun's face. I thought, women are so vain.
"Go!" Qian Jun winked at me. I said, "That won't do. Go and invite Madam Zhao in, we'll go together." "Good idea!" Qian Jun immediately got to work. When the naked Madam Zhao appeared before us, Qian Jun laughed and said, "The two beauties should have a good comparison. Your little D is really small compared to mine." Qian Jun joked while exaggeratingly shaking his little D. I have to say, Qian Jun's was indeed bigger than mine; that guy probably played with more women and developed it. Of course, I wouldn't be outdone, and I joked back, "Madam Sun has experienced my skills and praised them highly." UZs sgp
"Slap!" Madam Sun slapped my butt. "Haha." Everyone laughed. I saw that Madam Zhao's eyes were always on me; her eyes were really beautiful, watery, and clearly full of affection. I secretly cursed Qian Jun in my heart for being vulgar, only seeking thrills and not romance. Z^{E*Z>v
I've seen articles about swapping that say it has nothing to do with appearance; it's just about exchanging sensory stimulation. I think that's not the case in reality (at least from our experience, it's not entirely like that). Swapping still requires feelings, just not "love." Handsome men and beautiful women always make each other more relaxed and more enjoyable.
The two couples found their places in the cramped bathroom. I put my arm around Mrs. Zhao's slender waist, and we hugged, kissed, and rubbed against each other. Looking at Mr. Qian and Mrs. Sun, they were already at it. The two scoundrels were truly evenly matched, and the sounds of moaning and groaning were endless. The two fat men's thrusting was quite different. I had to admire them. They could actually lie down on the cramped floor without even laying out a towel. Mrs. Sun raised her legs high, and Mr. Qian supported himself with his hands on the ground, and their lower bodies slammed together violently, making "slap slap" sounds. "Slap slap,"6 Y| O "Hmph" BMmY) 0 "Ah ah" fPvv}| The two were very rhythmic. Mrs. Sun's thick hair covered her opening, which was completely filled. Their hair was intertwined, and the white liquid on the condom glistened under the light. Mrs. Zhao and I were much gentler. We had just gotten off the voluptuous woman and were now embracing the slender woman. The contrast was striking. We tried several positions. The small space was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. B C.*a[3K
This night's exchange was really exciting. When I asked Mrs. Zhao if we could not use a condom, she actually agreed. Perhaps my refined appearance and good performance had earned her trust. Moreover, she told me that she had an IUD, so I boldly ejaculated deep inside her... ;qN>;o ~ What was even more exciting was what happened later. Mrs. Zhao braced herself on the table with both hands, and as I penetrated her from behind, Qian Jun demanded that Mrs. Sun do the same. Their two white buttocks were placed together, one plump and one thin, one large and one small. Qian Jun and I took turns thrusting in and out from behind... Later, we went to the large bed and tried all sorts of positions, including a human pyramid, etc. We tried every trick in the book. I had originally planned to conserve my energy for the next day's battle with the beautiful Mrs. Qian, but I couldn't care less. Once, we even demanded that the two women hug and kiss each other while Qian Jun and I penetrated them from behind...
That night, the four of us slept on the large bed. It was so cramped, but luckily we were very close together. Mrs. Sun's legs were on top of me, and my legs touched Mrs. Zhao's. The four of us were twisted together... =
We didn't get up until 10:30. It was a really good time, and we rested well. When we got up, we found everyone else was still sleeping, mainly because they had gone to bed too late the night before. We found Zhao Jun, and he woke up Sun Jun and the others. I saw my wife still had a rosy complexion and looked a little languid. It seemed they had a good time yesterday. I quietly asked my wife how many times they had done it, and she said she was disappointed. Zhao Jun wasn't good; he fell asleep after just one time. It seems Zhao Jun really did conserve his energy.
Everyone agreed to skip breakfast and find a unique place to eat, so we could have lunch together. After dinner, we went to our hotel rooms in twos and threes. Going in together would attract too much attention and create a bad impression. We drew lots again. The results were: me and Mrs. Qian, Mr. Sun and Mrs. Zhao, Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Sun, and Mr. Qian and my wife. This result was really interesting; it became a situation where I was messing with you, and you were the one getting all the attention. 6.
Zhao Jun stipulated: Free time in the afternoon—shopping, tea, dancing, whatever you like. I took Mrs. Qian downstairs for tea for a while, then eagerly returned to the room. It turned out they hadn't gone out. When I pushed open the door to the main room, I saw several naked people in the inner and outer rooms. My wife was screaming loudly as Qian Jun was having sex with her. This Qian Jun is really something; he still has energy. Zhao Jun and Mrs. Sun were in the inner room. I quickly retreated and went to another room with Mrs. Qian. When I undressed Mrs. Qian, I was amazed. Her figure was perfect; no wonder Qian Jun was willing to abandon his wife and children for her.
I climbed on top of Mrs. Qian, my rock-hard penis... I thrust into Madam Qian's peach blossom cave. Madam Qian's reaction was intense. As soon as I reached the entrance, she let out an "Ah!" and lifted her head. Her "Ah!" was different from others: a sharp gasp, her mouth open, with a long, drawn-out "Ah~~~~~~~" Her beautiful face contorted, her exaggerated expression astonishing me. I couldn't tell if she was in pain or pleasure. I wanted to melt into her body. I could only consciously slow down. Madam Qian's movements were perfectly synchronized with mine. We went slowly because I had already exhausted myself yesterday, and I felt powerless. I thrust vigorously while praising her. Madam Qian's shyness excited me even more. Madam Qian's peach blossom cave and thatch were just right. I secretly regretted that such a good person was being "trampled" by the rude Mr. Qian every day. It seemed that Madam Qian was also someone who knew how to enjoy herself, and what she was after was Mr. Qian's money. I thought, to possess Madam Qian, I would have no regrets in this life. MvnF
My tenderness was met with a response from Mrs. Qian. Perhaps she needed some spice to compensate for Mr. Qian's shortcomings; she was very cooperative. Although we weren't very passionate, I felt we were putting our hearts into it. Even now, I still feel a lingering desire for Mrs. Qian and often reminisce about it. Compared to the good rest we had in the afternoon, I felt the evening was the most exciting, so I deliberately conserved my energy. Later, after talking with everyone, I found they all felt the same way. Men are different from women; men expend a lot of energy, and continuous work is something no one can endure. So everyone rested until 7 pm before having dinner together. plD}
...... Enough of the chit-chat, and I won't go into dinner details...icoyh Let's
just say that after dinner, the women played mahjong, and the men played cards, playing until 11 pm, when the real battle began. Eight
naked bodies, dressed in red, black, white, and yellow, roamed the large room. One after another, penises plunged into any vagina they saw. Men, upon seeing a woman, would pin her down. On the bed, the floor, the sofa, everywhere was a scene of writhing intercourse, white buttocks rising and falling, moaning and groaning. The air was thick with lust. In that moment, humanity was unleashed. Whether you were a humble laborer or a wealthy merchant, whether you were a high-ranking official or a talented woman, we met naked, performing the same piston-like movements. Whether you were gentle and virtuous or a shrew, you all writhed and yielded, moaning and groaning... On the way home, I drove briskly, my body feeling weak and exhausted.
The flat and wide highway made us feel exceptionally comfortable. My wife put on a cassette tape, wanting to listen to some music, but it turned out to be one of my child's old study tapes. A child's voice was reciting: "At the beginning of life, man is inherently good..." My wife and I smiled at each other, thinking about what had happened in the past two days. I suddenly felt a surge of emotion: Yes, if we misinterpret the Three Character Classic, wouldn't it perfectly match the open sexual attitudes of modern society, my wife and I's experiences of exchanging partners, and human nature? =MiMX^)}( En 7~j !2 The verse says: At the beginning of life, "human nature" is inherently good, "nature" is similar, but habits are far apart. In the beginning of Pangu, naked bodies were seen, but as people grew up, "nature" changed. Leaves covered the body, ashamed to be seen. Mencius's way, women wrapped themselves tightly. The country's gates opened, sex moved forward. Women were liberated, sex was from heaven. Others' wives, I licked them. I exchanged them for sex, valuing the penetration... 3*L?ixJ "j"^r6q Postscript: Dear friends, my wife and I have many more experiences. I've picked a few to present to you, I don't know if they can bring you any insights or joy. L;zL4 If you are satisfied, please give me some encouragement. V 2Jf!o "L;cc^ ^X *(} (The End)

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