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Time flies. I used to think the clock never moved, but this time it seemed to be playing tricks on us. Soon it was the day! They arrived. His wife was short but full-figured, the kind of mature woman with charm! He was quite talkative, a master of ceremonies. He loved to talk and gestured as if he were giving a speech. He told a dirty joke, and my wife didn't say a word or even look at them, just stayed with them. We've had guests often before, but never like this. I believe my wife was hesitant at the time, or perhaps she didn't want to continue, but she still sat there to avoid upsetting me. After chatting for a while, he said he and his wife would go to the bedroom alone to talk. I knew what this meant, and I understood what would happen to my wife if she went with him. At that moment, I hesitated. I really wanted to stop there, but out of consideration for their relationship, I didn't say anything. The old man seemed to be waiting for me to say something. My wife and I looked at each other for about 30 seconds... I didn't say anything. I knew this could be our future happiness, or it could be our future disaster... He gestured for me to go and take a shower with his wife. I felt embarrassed to stay in the living room watching TV, so I hesitated and wondered what they were doing in the bedroom? What were they saying? What was my wife like now? My husband and I met in 1999. At that time, I had just graduated from university and started working. I had never been in a relationship before, and the word "partner" was completely foreign to me. Please don't laugh at me; back then, I was a good student and rarely left the school grounds, and the people I associated with were also good students. We met through an introduction. I remember our first meeting was in August, when the weather was still quite hot. Our first time was at his house; the matchmaker brought me there. My first impression of him was good; he was clean and neat. We chatted briefly without anything substantial, and then he left. Later, he frequently visited me at my school and even gave me flowers. My colleagues at school all said I was lucky, but at that time, I hadn't truly accepted him yet. We dated for two years... One month later, around October 1st, we had a two-day holiday. I didn't go home (I was living in a single dormitory at the university at that time). All my colleagues had gone home. He came over and asked me to go out for dinner. I said it would be a waste to go out and eat at the university, and I would cook for you. He said okay and went to buy groceries. I got ready and started cooking. About 30 minutes later, he came back with a lot of groceries. I said, "Why did you buy so much?" He said, "Even if we don't have enough, we still need to eat, so I'm cooking." We ate, and I
won't go into details. We sat down and started talking casually. My dormitory has two beds, and I sat on my own bed while he sat opposite me. We talked like this for about 40 minutes, and then he sat down next to me (at that time, I also had feelings for him). I started to feel a little flustered and didn't know how to sit properly. He said, "It's okay, you seem very important." I felt my face getting very red, but I said no. He moved closer and sat very close to me, almost touching me. I panicked and tried to stand up, but he held me back. That was our first skin-to-skin contact (I still feel...). He pulled me onto his lap, and I felt something hard pressing against me. I asked what was in his pocket, and he said shyly that it was a key. I didn't ask him any further (I later found out it was his...). He started to assault me (I don't want to write the details, but my husband insisted, saying everyone wanted to see them). He touched my breasts through my clothes. I didn't know what it felt like at the time; it was a tingling sensation, indescribable. My thoughts started to become chaotic, and I don't know when his hand went inside my clothes. I wasn't wearing many clothes at the time. He touched this and that, and I only felt a burning sensation in my lower body, like I needed to urinate. He gently put me on the bed and then pressed down on me, making it hard for me to breathe. I don't know how long it lasted before he started to take off my clothes. I wanted to refuse him, but he said, "You're always..." "Give it to me if it's mine," I said, grabbing his hand. He then used his other hand to pull down my pants. After much hesitation, he finally got them off. I tried to keep my legs closed so he wouldn't touch me, but he still managed to. I started to feel pleasure and my nipples tingled (I won't go into details, you can imagine). I really didn't know whether I wanted it or not. I just held him tightly. We were both naked. He pressed down on me, and I felt something warm down there. He used one foot to spread my legs, and I let out a scream. His penis was right next to me. I trembled all over and struggled again. With his sweet talk, I finally became his woman. (Later, he often came to my dorm and we met.) We got married quickly, and I became his bride. He was good to me, and we lived happily ever after.
What happened later was something I never dared to imagine in my life (couple dating). Continuing to exchange experiences!
Yesterday, my wife was on an emotional story... I posted about my husband and I's shared experiences online, and today I'm posting about our experiences with online dating!
We started dating in the summer of 2006. At the time, I thought it was completely unacceptable; it seemed impossible in our small county. But gradually, I accepted it. It was after reading Li Yinhe's articles and connecting with websites and online friends like that. They kept guiding me on what to do, what to think, and how to talk to my wife. They even asked my wife to go online so they could chat with her and use photos to provoke her. To be honest, I said I accepted it, but I didn't truly accept it in my heart. I didn't try to persuade my wife anymore, but I would often use these words to tease her during sex. Every time, I would get a hard-on, and my wife would be very happy. So, I slowly tried to accept it and also started testing my wife. My wife is a teacher, a very conservative woman. Every time I suggested it, she refused, and I didn't want to force her.
3 years later ... That month, we planned to buy a new house. Our old 60-square-meter apartment was too small, so I was looking for a partner. I can't remember exactly when, but I met a couple living near us on QQ. They weren't exactly great, but they weren't bad either. So I chatted with them frequently on QQ to see if they were a genuine couple. Gradually, I accepted them and thought they were nice. We started planning how to "play" with my wife. I bought the new house on May 1st, and I told them, "Let's come over after we buy the new house." That's how we arranged our first "partner" – a couple. I was quite happy and excited. May 1st arrived quickly, and we successfully bought the house.
We started moving in, buying furniture, and designing our new home. On May 6th, we actually moved into our new house. The first thing I did was go online and contact the couple to arrange a time for them to come. They said they were available on the 8th, so we booked it. To be honest, my wife wasn't really happy about it at the time, and I didn't tell her about their arrival. The day arrived quickly, and I had an inexplicable conflict in my mind: should I change or not? I was torn!
They arrived. His wife was short but full-figured, and he was alright, a talkative emcee. We went upstairs and took our seats. He started telling dirty jokes, and his wife, not knowing what to say, just remained silent and didn't laugh. I couldn't figure out if she was okay with it or not. After chatting for a while, he said he and his wife would go to the bedroom alone to talk. I knew the real show was about to begin. He gestured for me to go and shower with his wife. I felt awkward just watching TV in the living room. His wife went to shower, and a while later I heard her call me, saying she couldn't get the hot water out. I went over to help (his wife was already naked). I asked if we could shower together. His wife said yes, so I quickly took off my clothes and went in. We showered each other for about 10 minutes. After we finished, we went to the master bedroom. That time, I couldn't concentrate at all; my mind was full of thoughts about my wife... Wife, I was afraid. I was afraid my wife would suffer, afraid she would be mistreated, afraid he would be too gentle. I finished quickly and stood by the window listening to the sounds of the lovemaking. I could clearly hear my wife's moans, which calmed me down. I went back to bed and waited.
Time passed by, and they seemed to have been doing it for more than 30 minutes (the man was very skilled). I went in and asked my wife how it was, if she enjoyed it. My wife didn't answer and went to take a shower. They sat there for about 50 minutes and then said they had to go home. We didn't keep them and saw them downstairs. My wife and I went back upstairs. That night, we did it again. I lasted a long time, and my wife was exceptionally happy. I asked my wife if she enjoyed it. My wife said he licked her better than she did, and the way he did it... I didn't ask any more questions, and we didn't talk about it again.
This was our first time, and in my mind, it was an imperfect and unsuccessful one. I strive for perfection, and once it's perfect, I think it's meaningless. What follows is a threesome (continued) true experience!
After my wife finished her work, I called her to sit on the bed and said, "Shall we warm up?" She didn't know whether to smile or not, looking at me without saying anything. I thought to myself, I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful wife. I had planned to play with her first while she took a shower, and then… just as planned, she went to the bathroom to shower. As soon as she left, my wife said, "Why are you like this? Why didn't you discuss it with me first?" I thought, "Whatever, we're already familiar with each other." I knew my wife was unhappy and unwilling, but with my repeated caresses and kisses, she started to get into the mood, just… He moaned softly, and my wife and I cuddled for about 10 minutes. He had finished showering, and he seemed very happy and impulsive, saying, "Sister-in-law, I missed you so much." My wife, being shorter, gestured for him to take over. My wife was in a state of ecstasy and didn't think about anything else. He went at her and bombarded her with pleasure, and she quickly became unsatisfied. Actually, it's all a lie to say that only women who have truly experienced it can understand how comfortable it is to have two men and one woman. At that moment, I felt a pang of jealousy. We did this for about 50 minutes, and then we both showered. He didn't linger and said a few polite words before leaving. This threesome was probably the most successful one for my wife and me, and also the happiest one for my wife. Later, 5P and 9P were not as successful or as pleasurable.
I've written about my wife and me before, and today, having nothing to do, I thought I'd summarize this particular swapping experience and rewrite it!
Actually, we haven't been involved in swapping for very long, but I've already fallen in love with it because I'm quite horny; even now, thinking back on my state of mind at the time, I still find it horny. When I first mentioned swapping to my wife, I didn't know how to even begin. My heart was pounding, I couldn't eat or sleep, and all I could think about was finding a partner to swap with as soon as possible—that might make me feel better. After my constant pestering and relentless nagging, my wife finally softened a little. I pressed her relentlessly to get it done quickly, to avoid any unforeseen complications!
Let me introduce my wife: she's 168cm tall. I'm a 30-year-old master's student. Not exactly beautiful, but very sexy; my figure is well-proportioned, haha!
Anyway, back to the first time; I rushed home, and my wife asked what was wrong. I desperately wanted to tell her I'd found a partner, but when the words were on the tip of my tongue, I didn't know how to say it. I thought and thought, should I tell her? Should I really switch partners? I was feeling incredibly conflicted and tormented. Along with the torment, there was a strange, indescribable joy, but I believe anyone who's switched partners understands. My wife guessed pretty much what was going on; she's rather introverted, so it's hard to say whether it was shyness or... She hadn't said anything until now, but this time she couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Did you find someone?"
I don't know how to describe my feelings at that moment; there was a bittersweet feeling mixed with a strange joy! ...I was definitely impulsive then, and tears welled up in my eyes. I asked myself honestly: Is this the thrill, the happiness I've been looking for? But after clearing my mind, I still said, "Honey, I found a couple today who want to swap partners and they have experience." My wife didn't say anything, but I could tell that she was just as distressed as I was. She finally spoke: "Think about it yourself, I..." I love you and understand you in every way. You think it's okay… I don't know what to say, I'm speechless. I paced back and forth in the room, restless. My wife went to cook. I knew without even looking that she was crying, but I didn't dare comfort her. I knew my own feelings at that moment; if I went, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. About 20 minutes later, my wife brought in the hot food. Seeing her red eyes, my heart sank. I really wanted to give up then and there, to quit. My wife said, as always, so understanding: "Dinner's ready." We sat down, and the entire meal was silent. I believe neither of us actually ate; we were just waiting for the other to speak. We were both full, but neither of us said a word. My wife finished tidying up and sat on the sofa next to me. She seemed to want to say something but couldn't bring herself to speak. I could tell what she was feeling. Finally, she opened her mouth and said, "Call them over!" When I heard that, tears must have welled up in my eyes, but I hugged my wife, afraid she would see. (Now, when my wife asks me if I cried that time, I always deny it.) I said, "It's okay. If they come, you don't have to change it if you don't like it. It's alright. Don't put too much pressure on yourself." This might be counterproductive! His wife didn't say anything!
She was very open-minded and went to take a shower without hesitation. A while later, I heard her call me, saying she couldn't get the hot water out. I went to help her (she was already naked at that point). I immediately wanted to hug her and have sex with her because I was lustful! But I hesitated because I had no idea what she looked like. After much hesitation, I couldn't control myself and said, "Can we shower together?" She said yes. I quickly took off my clothes and went into the bathroom. I saw that her figure was quite good, and I was incredibly happy. I didn't care about anything else. We washed each other for about 10 minutes. After we finished, we went to the master bedroom. That time, I couldn't concentrate at all. My mind was full of my wife. I was afraid—afraid that my wife would be taken advantage of, afraid that she would be mistreated, afraid that he would be gentle… With so many thoughts running through my mind, I finished quickly. My wife seemed to still be in that state of pleasure. I got up and went to stand by the window to listen to the sounds of our lovemaking. I could clearly hear my wife's moans, but the sound was very soft (almost inaudible). The weight in my heart finally lifted. I went back to bed and waited. Time ticked by… As time went on, I could sense that his wife knew what I was thinking. She said, "It's okay, if you're not comfortable, go and see." I said I wouldn't go, I was afraid of embarrassing my wife. They seemed to be doing it for more than 30 minutes (the man was very strong). Later, I finally couldn't resist and went in, asking my wife how it was, if she felt comfortable. My wife didn't say anything and went to take a shower. They sat here for a while and chatted about some unrelated topics. At that time, I wasn't in the mood to listen, I just wanted them to leave as soon as possible so I could ask my wife. About 50 minutes passed, and my wife remained sitting without saying anything. They finally said they had to go back, and we didn't... We left them there and saw them downstairs. My wife and I went back upstairs, and we made love again that night. I lasted a long time, and my wife was exceptionally happy. I asked her if she enjoyed it. She said he was better with his tongue than she was, and that it was just okay… I didn't ask any more questions, and we didn't talk about it again.
That was our first time!
After that, I seized the opportunity and arranged to do it again. My wife had no idea. At that time, I was like I was possessed. Actually, there aren't many genuine couples like that online. I was considering whether to call that guy from last time, and we could have 3… Threesome. With my careful planning, I invited the couple who had played with us before. My wife had no idea this time, and I didn't tell her either. He came in the afternoon, I can't remember exactly what time. After he arrived, we went to my bedroom. My wife was doing laundry. When she came out and saw him, she smiled. I could tell she was extremely unwilling, but she didn't show it on her face or in any other way. Perhaps that's what it means to be a cultured person.
I truly understand why we later developed a liking for threesomes. Actually, every woman is selfish; they don't want to see their husbands with other women. Not many wives are truly willing to share their husbands with other women. That's why we now always like threesomes. Hello! This is a copy of an older post, with some modifications. I strive for perfection, and once it's perfect, I find it meaningless. Please feel free to comment and offer your opinions; it will motivate me more!
Continuing from the previous post about a threesome, I recently had some free time at home and wanted to try a fivesome. The complex emotions in my heart made it difficult for me to remain calm!
That fivesome happened on the same night as the threesome. My wife had finished preparing for the day, and I was constantly watching her mood because I had a strange feeling inside me—was it jealousy or something else? I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Perhaps it was what others say about "watching your loved one with someone else"—a feeling of... well, let's just say it's not. "Hey,
just as my wife was getting ready, he called an accomplice. I didn't know who it was; I assumed it was a family member or friend, so I didn't think much of it. After the call, he told me, 'Hey, I met a couple at XX place, they're really good. How about we strike while the iron is hot and do another 5P?' I was stunned. My wife and I were new to this kind of thing, and we hadn't really talked about it yet. I didn't know what my wife was thinking, so I didn't immediately agree. I said, 'Let me ask my wife what she thinks.' He said, 'Okay, go ahead.' I knew he definitely wanted to do it again, while my wife and I were already arguing about it!"
I went to my wife's side. Usually, I'm very hesitant and stammering, but this time I really didn't know how to start. I stood behind her for a long time. After she finished tidying up, she turned around and saw me standing there dumbfounded, asking, "What are you doing here? Aren't you going to keep them company?" It was a very common question, but the way she said it at that moment brought back that feeling in my heart, even stronger than before. I finally couldn't help but speak: "Honey, he just said there's a nice couple at XX place and he wanted to invite them to come over and have some fun. What do you think…?" My wife paused, opened her mouth, and then said, "What do you think?" I really didn't know what to say. We were frozen like that for a moment. Then she appeared behind us and said, "What's wrong? If they don't want to play, they don't have to. It's okay, I'll call them and tell them to go home." I said, "Why don't we just invite them over!" I didn't look away from my wife's face as I said this, constantly watching her changes. She didn't say anything, just lowered her head and left. I felt so miserable... So, he and I went to the living room to wait for the unfamiliar couple to arrive!
Zhang said, "Hello, sister-in-law." My wife's shyness returned, and she said, "Let's go see you!" Zhang said, "Shall we begin?" I interrupted, saying, "My wife just came once, can you be a little gentler with her?" My wife glanced at me, knowing I'd said the wrong thing, so I didn't say anything more. Liu said, "Let's begin, please ask my wife and me to wait a bit." I didn't say anything. Liu had played with this couple many times and could see their tacit understanding. Rou said, "Brother, how do we begin?" Her laughter made us both feel a little more relaxed. My wife also showed a slight smile, which made me feel a little better. I said, "You guys play first, my wife and I will go to the living room." Zhang said, "No need, we just wanted to let you see, how can you leave?" I said okay, and Zhang said, "Brother Liu, you start? What, are you still shy?" Liu heard this and went up to hug Rou and kissed her. Rou was very uninhibited, and I heard her start moaning. Her moans weren't loud, but they were very alluring. I felt like I couldn't take it anymore. I secretly glanced at my wife, who would look at me from time to time and then lower her head. The three of them took off all their clothes in front of my wife and me. My wife and I felt a little embarrassed. Rou seemed to be getting into the mood, and her moans were much louder than before. Zhang said: "My sister-in-law and I are going to another bedroom to talk (you can study here first). I said: 'Okay.' My wife then took Zhang's hand and went into the other bedroom. Liu said: 'Come on, brother, I can't satisfy Rou alone.' I also started to take the lead. I kissed Rou's breasts and head, while Liu started to work on her lower body. After a while, Rou said: 'You two are so bad, who will go first?'
About 30 minutes later, the couple came. For the entire 30 minutes, my mind was in a mess and I didn't know what he was saying at all. (Hereafter, he uses Liu, the couple, Zhang for the husband and Rou for the wife) Liu said: 'They've come. Shall we go and greet them?' I said of course. We took them to my house and sat them down. After saying some polite words, we got to the point. At this time, my wife was still in the bathroom and hadn't come out. I looked at my wife and said: 'Honey, everyone's here waiting for you.' How could I open my mouth at that moment?" I didn't even know what I was saying. My wife replied, "Oh!" and we went out together.
Liu said, "Little brother, go first." My mind was still on the other bedroom, still on my wife. I couldn't stop, so I took off my clothes and rubbed my already hard penis against Rou's door. Rou cried out softly. Just then, I vaguely heard a "Hmm." I knew it was my wife. My penis was even more erect. I don't know if it was jealousy or something else, but I went in all the way in. Rou cried out, "Ah. Ah. Ah!" Then there was a contraction. I asked Rou, "What's wrong? Was it too fast?" She smiled and said, "I've reached orgasm." I laughed! I don't know how I laughed. Was it revenge, joy, or satisfaction?
Anyway, the laughter was very intense. I lay on top of Rou, letting her continue to contract. After what seemed like 3... About a minute later, Rou said, "Move a little, it's itchy." I knew she wanted it again, so I started another round of attacks, until I destroyed her five times before I was satisfied and ejaculated on her face. I don't know when Liu left, so I went down to the other bedroom to check on them. Zhang was sitting on the side, and Liu and my wife were having sex. I asked Zhang what was wrong.
Zhang said that they had done it three times today and that he would come soon. We all laughed. After a while, Liu said he was going to play with Rou. I don't know what happened, but my penis became erect again. I climbed on top of my wife and inserted my hard penis. My wife was so familiar, and I didn't know what was wrong with me. It felt like our first love. One kind of impulse after another appeared. I frantically thrust more than 50 times and ejaculated again. I pulled my penis out and ejaculated into my wife's mouth. At this time, Liu and Rou came out. Liu was holding Rou. He put Rou on our bed and told her to lick my wife's mouth. Liu didn't know I had ejaculated in my wife's mouth, and Rou didn't know either. My wife couldn't open her mouth at the time, and Zhang just laughed. We watched this exciting scene from the side. Rou stuck out her tongue and kissed my wife's mouth, but my wife just shook her head. Rou probably thought my wife was embarrassed, so she stuck her tongue into my wife's mouth. Zhang and I both laughed. Liu didn't know what was going on and wanted to ask, but we didn't say anything and just watched. Rou used her tongue to pry open my wife's mouth again, and they really kissed all the way. My wife seemed to swallow some and spat the rest into Rou's mouth. Rou then got up and said, "What's a 'sister'?" My wife said, "It's the 'bad guy' one." We all laughed, and the five of us were successful again.

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