Once I saw a post on a website by someone called Brother Lü titled 'Tianjin Couple Seeking Swap,' and I felt a surge of excitement, immediately sending an email.
The other couple worked in a hospital and a private enterprise respectively, and they had some swapping experiences. I thought this was better; at least none of us were first-timers, and we were all accustomed to it. After several phone contacts, it felt okay, but we still only limited ourselves to chatting. Although we always talked about meeting, my wife and I never finally made up our minds. Brother Lu sincerely invited us to Tianjin several times, but my wife politely declined, citing busy work. I had to continue trying to persuade her.
Until July, when Brother Lu called saying he had organized an event, a swap party at a suburban resort. He and his wife were the organizers, expecting about five couples to attend. They had also seen our photos and felt good about us. He said, 'Go home and discuss it with your wife. After all, you're newcomers; communicate well first.' He also sent photos of three other couples. I persuaded my wife, and she finally agreed to give it a try.
We set off by car. My wife seemed a bit nervous along the way, sometimes also excited. I was constantly afraid she might change her mind, so I coaxed and took care of her the entire trip.
They arrived promptly at 3:30 p.m. It was a resort apartment; only later did I learn the daily room rate was 680 yuan. There were three large rooms, each with a big bed, simple furniture, two bathrooms, and a fairly large living room with several comfortable sofas. The setting was quite nice.
The moment I walked in and saw Brother Lü and his wife, my wife felt a little disappointed—their ages were quite a bit older than ours. Fortunately, Brother Lü was rather burly. His wife was acceptable too; her looks and figure were decent enough, mainly because she was fair-skinned. It was clear they respected us very much, acting generous and composed, with not much nervousness to be seen.
In the room were Brother Lü, his wife, and another woman. Brother Lü said everyone else had gone to the supermarket to buy supplies for the night (food, drinks, condoms). After exchanging greetings for a while, that woman and Brother Lü's wife chatted animatedly. I just sat and listened because they had swapped partners several times within their circle, or they were all old online friends from some group. My wife and I were complete outsiders, unable to interject at all.
At 4:00 p.m., the other couples had not arrived yet. Seeing my wife’s nervousness, I took her hand and said, “Come on, let’s go for a walk for a while.” My wife said nothing, looped her arm through mine, and went out with me.
The wife asked: "Can we not swap?" I firmly shook my head: "How can we go back on our word now? We're already here."
After we returned, the other couples also arrived one after another. Brother Lü, confirming everyone was present, first introduced everyone.
Brother Lü is from the north, around forty years old, and has a bold, sincere personality, which is also why I got along with him so well. Brother Lü’s wife is around thirty-five, not tall, probably 158 cm, with big breasts, good skin, long wavy hair, and she especially has the charm of a mature woman.
Couple B: the woman is relatively tall and sturdy, about 165 cm, with quite full breasts. She looks very smiley and lively, probably around thirty. This woman is being brought out by her husband for a wife-swapping play session for the second time; she looks like an office worker, very fair-skinned, and a bit nervous. The man is around 178 cm tall, a big, strong type, looks ordinary, and from what he says, he seems to have an extremely strong sex drive.
Couple C: the man looks friendly, giving the impression of an old classmate. The woman is from Harbin, 36 years old, but looks only about 32, 160 cm tall, slender, with average skin.
D couple: the man is around thirty-eight, used to be in the army, now runs his own business, and has made it fairly large; he is generous and quite humorous. The woman is obviously a Jiangnan woman. I especially want to talk about this woman—her skin is quite smooth, her figure is top-notch, especially those breasts. All the men in our group unanimously thought they were remarkably hard-to-find beautiful, sexy, full breasts.
Let's focus on talking about Couple E. The couple is around thirty-eight years old. The man is relatively cheerful and easygoing, said to be in the real estate business. I want to focus on his wife: when I first entered the room, this woman was the only one there. At first glance, I thought she was some AV actress. Height 163 cm, quite slim, long hair, round face, two dimples when she smiles, giving a particularly sweet feeling. Wearing low-rise pants, a low-cut top, good skin, her hips sway when she walks, quite stunning.
The introductions end here; below, we get to the main topic.
At 6:00 p.m., we took several cars separately to go eat dinner. During dinner, everyone chatted and laughed, and there was no sign at all that this was a group of men and women who would be swapping partners tonight. I was thinking that there are all kinds of people in this society.
After returning to the suite, a few women went to prepare fruit, while the other men sat there chatting about stories from their circle and past experiences. The women also chimed in nearby. Brother Lü’s wife and the other ladies took out all the condoms they had bought and put two in each room.
After everything was settled, Brother Lu began explaining the game rules. Because previous events he participated in were poorly organized, many people including him were dissatisfied, so this time he specifically explained the rules, especially regarding allocation—no random swapping, and if swapping was desired, it could only be done freely after completing the first round. My wife was assigned to Brother Lu. I looked down and saw Brother Lu's pants bulging, probably already hard.
Actually I know that my wife is still afraid of swinging and has not fully accepted it from the heart. Just thinking about facing a strange man and having to take off her clothes to do that sort of thing makes her feel afraid, awkward, and shy; she only agreed for my sake. For a traditional woman, taking this step is not easy, and for a man to send his wife into another man’s arms also requires great courage. But now that it has come to this, we can only move forward.
At this moment, my wife was so nervous that her mouth was dry, her face flushed, and her heart raced. She kept drinking water one sip after another to hide it. I pulled her close and advised her to try to relax. I really wanted to kiss and caress her, but I was still too embarrassed and gave up. Under my comforting, she finally nodded very lightly, indicating her agreement.
Brother Lü took off his clothes and said: "Everyone, let’s start!" When my wife was taking off her clothes, she was still a bit restrained, and said shyly to me: "You... you turn your head away." But when she saw Brother Lü’s wife and the other women boldly taking off their clothes, she gradually got used to it.
Brother Lü’s dick is really big; the glans is round and bulging, red and shiny like a big egg, and the shaft is thick and long. Even to this day we still say that there’s nothing good about him except that his dick is big.
The room instantly became lively. Men and women began scrambling for the bathroom, some undressing, some sneaking glances at each other's figures, and some fooling around in the bathroom. I won't go into specific details; you can imagine it.
I stripped naked, occasionally stealing glances at the wife assigned to me, Brother Lü's wife. A typical married woman's figure, somewhat plump, with a bit of belly fat. However, her skin was still fair, and though her breasts and buttocks sagged a bit, they remained quite full. The pubic hair between her legs was very sparse, making the slightly raised mons appear even fuller. We sat in the living room, watching TV and chatting idly, only discussing simple sexual topics.
The exchange officially began. After Brother Lu's wife took off her underwear, I actually wasn't as nervous anymore—after all, it was already like this. Once she was completely naked, I took the initiative to hold her, kissing and touching her breasts in my arms. Strangely, there wasn't any especially strong feeling of excitement or stimulation. I was actually very calm inside.
My wife very obediently accompanied Brother Lu in chatting. Brother Lu was quite humorous, making her laugh continuously. Later, Brother Lu's wife asked him to go shower first, and I also said to my wife: 'You go in and wash up too!' My wife entered the bathroom wearing only shorts, the door not closed tightly.
My penis began to swell intensely, an unprecedented feeling urging me to go in and take a look. I excused myself to wash my cock and opened the door.
At a glance, it was blood-raising and thrilling. One could see the wife’s hands gripping Brother Lü’s huge cock, as if helping wash it, more like playing with it. Judging from how hard it was, he was already extremely aroused. Looking at the wife again, her breasts were already in Brother Lü’s hands, and his hands were very skilled; one hand pinched her nipple and played with it fiercely.
Brother Lü’s wife hugged me from behind, and we lay down on the sofa opposite the bathroom. Her hands kept stroking my body hair and pubic hair, occasionally touching my dick. The sounds of moaning and shouting kept coming from various rooms. Because everyone had different sex habits, some people locked their rooms, while others deliberately left the doors wide open.
I was being held by Brother Lü's wife, who was licking my cock. From the corner of my eye, I saw Brother Lü leading my wife into the room. The door slammed shut, and soon I heard my wife's urgent cries next door, followed by the 'slap slap slap' sound of flesh hitting flesh, and my wife's intermittent, sobbing-like moans... This sound was all too familiar, and a pang of bitterness hit my heart.
I stopped overthinking, flipped over, pinned Brother Lü's wife beneath me, and aimed my cock between her labia. She reached out her right hand, pinched the glans with two fingers, helped me put on the condom, then realigned the glans with her vaginal opening.
I slowly lowered my hips, pressing deep, then thrust in forcefully. She immediately hugged my buttocks, pulling me close until I was fully inside and our pubic hair pressed together, then she switched to holding me tightly.
She was very wet and warm. I thrust into her about a hundred times before feeling I was about to cum, so I quickly slowed down and stopped. She opened her eyes and asked, 'Did it leak?' I smiled and said, 'Not yet!' and continued. I lasted over twenty more minutes before cumming, then lay still on top of her. My dick remained deep inside her vagina. After four or five minutes, I got up and pulled it out. The condom was filled with semen, the tip swollen full. She waited quietly the whole time, her eyes fixed intently on my dick.
There was also a C wife and a B man playing in the big living room. While making his moves, the B man was providing his own sound effects; clearly he was the one playing with her, yet from his mouth came moans of "Ah... oh! Oh!"
The C-woman he was playing with had her lower abdomen convulsing up and down as her clitoris was kneaded. I reached out my right hand beside her to caress her breasts.
After Man B had touched and licked enough, he had me go perform oral sex on this woman, while he had Woman C perform oral sex on him. I didn't lick this woman; feeling that a man had previously licked and touched there, I casually stroked with my fingers, then parted the labia to rub the clitoris and finger the vagina before stopping.
Brother Lü’s wife leaned close to my ear and said softly: "How do you feel? I have a good feeling about you. When do you have time? Come sit at our place. If you don’t mind, let’s have a 3P! I’ll let you fuck to your heart’s content, and I guarantee you won’t be disappointed."
"Okay! Okay!" I managed to squeeze out two words from my dry throat, my whole body trembling a little. She nestled in my arms like my wife, letting me pinch and touch her however I wanted.
I asked: 'Brother Lü, have you tried having other men fuck you together?'
“There are, but not often.”
I couldn't tell whether my mood was good or bad at the time, because my woman was being... by a man in another room.
Brother Lü’s wife had been lying on top of me licking my penis, but I no longer had the mind for it. The only thing I wanted now was to watch my wife have sex. Her cries kept echoing in my ears.
Not long after, several men had already finished ejaculating and陆续 walked to the large living room in front of the TV to smoke, chat, and watch TV.
C’s way of thinking is very open-minded. At this moment his wife was lying naked on the sofa, being fucked by B man’s dick, and he could still talk and laugh with us. He was also saying that when he was giving B MILF oral sex while they were embracing, he could feel that her crotch was smooth and hairless, with her pubic hair just shaved off.
C’s wife and B’s man still seemed unwilling to stop. The sofa rocked with the “creak… clack…” sound, alternating with C’s wife’s喘息声. Big Brother D said, “Your wife is really something!” The man C looked quite happy instead: “We’re old married people already. The most important thing when coming out to play is to have fun. As long as we’re both having fun, why bother with the rest…”
The sounds from the next room were clearly audible. Brother Lu seemed quite vigorous, with loud 'huffing and puffing' noises. I could hear my wife's very distinct moans, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, along with the 'slap, slap' sound of belly against belly and the 'creak, creak' of the shaking bed.
It seemed like there was no movement for less than ten minutes, and soon the room was filled again with the wife's 'aiyo, aiyo' sounds and 'mm... mm... oh... oh... ai... yo...' gasps, getting louder and more enthusiastic. I was really worried the neighbors would hear because her moans were just too loud.
In the living room, Brother D asked breathlessly, 'Is everything okay? Who is Brother Lü with?' The man C glanced at me with his eyes and said, 'His wife.'
D the older brother said: “I say, bro! Your wife really is something. How about I keep you company to go take a look?” I hurriedly said: “I’m already tired, you go take a look!” He laughed as he said: “Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?” I said: “What’s so embarrassing about that? What else can you do?”
"Don't tease me anymore, you're really funny. Then, brother, I won't stand on ceremony." As he spoke, Brother D was stroking his own cock and ran into the room.
I pretended to be very tired, turned over, faced away from everyone, and closed my eyes, but I couldn't fall asleep no matter what. My mind was a mess. The next room never quieted down. I got up and went into the room, seeing my wife lying on the bed, holding Brother Lu's head with both hands and pressing it hard against her breasts, her buttocks continuously thrusting upward, and she was already covered in sweat.
Brother Lü lay on top of my wife, his arms bent inward supporting his body, his hands each touching a breast, his buttocks gently rocking on my wife’s pussy, thrusting hard as if he wanted to merge his whole body into hers.
He thrust hard for a while each time, and when he was close to ejaculating he would stop again, burying his penis deep inside her and lying on top of her to rest. Once the urge to ejaculate passed, he would start thrusting furiously again.
The wife's fluid slowly flowed down along the edge of her mouth, and when it reached the back, it started dripping down. A few drops were already stuck to the bedsheet.
Brother Lü turned over and lay underneath, placing my wife face up on his stomach. At this time my wife tucked her legs up, turning into a squatting position again, and used her butt to stroke his dick up and down. Brother D was lying on his side next to them, stroking his own dick, and reached out his right hand to knead one of my wife’s nipples. I felt blood surge all over my body, my head went "buzz," and my mind went blank. My body became excited as if electrocuted, my penis gradually becoming erect and hard; I really wanted to plunge into them immediately.
In an unguarded moment, my wife saw me standing dumbly at the doorway watching. She cried out, “Ah!” and immediately bent down, lying on top of Brother Lü, anxiously shouting, “Don’t come in!” Big Brother D couldn’t hold back any longer and said softly, “Brother Lü, let me take a turn!” Brother Lü raised his body and gave up the position.
The wife and Brother D switched to doggy style. Brother D knelt behind her buttocks, the wife raised her hips and leaned back, and without even looking, she very accurately took his penis into her body. 'Ah!' Brother D let out a comfortable cry, pressed on top of her and quickly fucked her hard, making her scream. The wife glanced back at me, then blushed and lowered her head, as if a little embarrassed.
Brother Lü came over to my wife's side, turned her face and took off the condom, letting her take his dick into her mouth. My wife lifted her head, spat the dick out, and said: "Cum in my mouth..."
After a while, Brother Lu and I returned to the living room. Everyone was chatting and laughing. Brother Lu’s wife immediately asked: “Did you finish? Tired? Was it comfortable?”
After about fifteen minutes, Brother D and my wife came out from inside. I saw her lowering her head, too embarrassed to look at me.
Everyone had almost finished the first round, and after the men and women finished showering they sat in front of the sofa eating fruit and talking about the sex they had just had. The wife sat there with a bath towel covering her lower body, not knowing for a moment what to do or what to say.
I walked over and sat down beside her, looking at my wife at that moment. An indescribable feeling suddenly welled up in my heart, and I found myself speechless. After a moment's thought, I asked her with great concern, 'How do you feel?' Everyone present understood the meaning behind my words.
The wife shyly lowered her head and softly uttered an "Mm." Brother Lü asked his own wife the same question. Brother Lü's wife didn't answer; she just leaned close to me, first secretly pinching my back, and then said, "He's still very capable, quite good."
Everyone gradually exchanged their feelings, and soon started some youthful flirting and teasing with one another.
While talking, Husband B from the next room returned. Brother Lü's wife seemed very familiar with him. This Husband B was from the north and in business. He greeted Brother Lü, saying, 'Brother Lü, do you want me to try your wife's back door?' Without any restraint, he talked nonsense, speaking only of men and women's affairs with great relish. It seemed such things were practically public. His words were filled with obvious provocation; clearly, he had been with Brother Lü's wife more than once.
The wife said: "Brother Lü's wife is quite nice, even more voluptuous than me, and with less pubic hair. You lucky guy got a good deal!" I was equally blunt: "Aren't you the same? Everyone heard your moans inside. He fucked you really well, didn't he? Tell me, how was it?"
But no matter how my wife refused to say it, she just kept laughing there, and after a long while she finally blurted out: "What don’t you know? Why are you asking me? That guy of his is especially big, and he kept thrusting into it, fucking me until I was drenched in sweat, it hurt terribly."
I chuckled and then asked, 'Did you use a condom?' My wife looked at me in surprise and said, 'Yes, of course! Why? Didn't you?' I smiled and nodded.
At this point, Brother D quickly stood up and boasted to everyone about my wife's oral skills, saying most men couldn't handle it and would ejaculate before even having intercourse: 'Your wife is really something! She swallowed twice!' I laughed somewhat contentedly and wickedly, saying, 'That stuff is nutritious.' Wife C laughed at me, saying, 'You're really lucky. Next time, let me see your wife sucking cock.'
I started paying attention to C's wife. She was the woman who had been with me in the living room all along. I've always liked petite, curvy women, and she was exactly that. After she finished laughing and sat next to me, I still didn't initiate conversation, but she said to me, "Could you get me an apple?" I took the opportunity to respond, "I'll peel it for you." And just like that, I started chatting with her.
After finishing peeling the apple and handing it over, we became more familiar. At this point, having bathed later, she didn't have much of a towel to wrap around herself and could only use one to cover her lower abdomen. Actually, at that time, all the men present were chatting naked, while the women at most wore a towel or a bra and panties. Her body was very fragrant, and I kept saying nice things to her, making her laugh.
After a while, I pulled her into the room. She agreed. We washed up a bit, closed the door, and got into bed, as if we had played like this before.
After all, she was born in the 1970s. Her nipples were dark red, relatively full; she had given birth, so her lower abdomen had slight excess fat and a scar. Her labia were also quite dark, and her vagina was somewhat loose. After touching and licking her down there, she gave me oral. She licked wonderfully, starting from the base all the way to the glans, her tongue tip licking my inner thighs. She worked on my cock down there, and I watched as it became hard and red again, thrusting straight in and out of her mouth.
She went on like this for over ten minutes, then asked me, "Can you take it?" I said no problem. Seeing I was already very hard, she said, "Come on, fuck me. I'm afraid I'll make you cum." Actually, I didn't feel like I was about to cum, just very excited and comfortable. I smiled and said, "No way, it's still early!" She smiled and said, "You're pretty tough. Most men can't handle me doing this."
Then it’s on to the main event after putting on a condom. During it, her moaning was quite good, and she would use Northeastern dialect to say my dick head was so big. After entering her, she said it felt very comfortable. When I took the initiative and thrust in and out, she kept shouting: “Don’t stop, fuck me quickly! Hurry… gentler… such a big cock… bastard… so forceful… are you trying to fuck me to death?” When it was over, after washing up, we sat over there chatting. During that time, my wife also went with E husband.
Later, when it was ten o’clock, everyone paired up freely. The sounds of moaning never stopped. From the room came a burst of another woman gagging, then another fit of coughing: “Cough... cough! That thing... cough cough cough... is really too hard to eat...” Someone softly said to the woman: “You choked? Then why don’t you spit it out? Who told you to swallow it in one gulp!”
The time reached midnight. The TV was broadcasting the Bundesliga. Half the people were having sex, half were resting. I kept watching the soccer match and didn't seek out other women. For some reason, apart from that E-wife and C-wife, I had no interest in other women. I was also a bit sleepy at the time; while watching the Bundesliga, I kept feeling like this match was taking so long, never ending. Finally, Bayern Munich defeated Werder Bremen 3-1...
It was getting late, and I didn't know what time it was. Everyone gradually grew tired, and then some began to go into the rooms to sleep. At this time, my wife and Mr. E had already battled in another room and were resting.
The two of them made no sound at all. I peered through the crack in the door and saw that my wife and E’s husband were lying in each other’s arms, asleep. I couldn’t tell whether I felt good or bad. Seeing E’s wife sitting alone in front of the TV, I put my arm around her, and she caressed me too.
Later, E-fu and my wife came out from inside. At this time, E-fu gently said to my wife: "Tell me, how many men have you been fucked by in total? How did they fuck you?" Hearing this, my heart ached again.
When I went out to relieve myself, I saw B Fu shamelessly hugging my wife in the hallway, insisting he had to fuck her. My wife said they had already done it several times and couldn't do it anymore. B Fu wouldn't relent, stubbornly pestering her. My wife came over and asked me; I instinctively nodded in agreement, so she had no choice but to consent.
They were doing it right there on the table beside them. The wife stuffed a pillow under her ass resting on the edge of the table, then lay flat on her back, legs spread apart. B husband stood between her legs, gripping them and pressing them against the table edge, and with one “puchi” he thrust in without any effort at all.
I heard B-fu fucking while my wife was loudly moaning, the sounds were very urgent. So I told B-fu to be gentler. While they were fucking, E-wife kept licking my cock underneath. I stared blankly, the sour feeling growing stronger... Later, my wife said my face looked terrible at the time.
They had been fucking for ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes... and it seemed there was still no sign of stopping. At that moment, B suddenly turned around to look at me and asked, “Want to take a few turns?” I hurriedly said, “It’s okay, you two keep going!” His wife was getting a little overwhelmed, and even her cries had stopped; only the sound of her panting remained, while he still hadn’t ejaculated. I even suspected he had taken something, since he was so capable.
In the end, it was still his wife who gave him a blowjob and let him finish. I asked her if it felt good. She knelt on the floor, turned her face toward me, swallowed the semen that had spilled from the corner of her mouth, her legs still trembling nonstop, both hands gripping the edge of the table as she panted "huff, huff," and answered off the point: "I'm so tired!"
At that moment, E's wife was called into the room by her husband, and she came out a while later. I looked up, and she glanced at the three of us, whispered something in my wife's ear. My wife laughed and said, 'No way!' I looked at her, and her face turned red. The two women hugged and went into the room together.
I sat naked by the TV, feeling a bit awkward. B-fu glanced at me and smirked, saying his wife simply left the door open when they did it, completely unconcerned. Not only did she like having the door open while being fucked, but she also invited them in to watch. He said he had seen Brother Lü fucking his wife, with her sprawled on the bed and Brother Lü's cock thrusting in and out of her vagina. With each thrust from Brother Lü, his wife would moan; it was quite interesting.
Brother Lü then said to me: "Brother E likes group play. In a bit, he may want me to play with your wife together with him!"
I said, 'You guys really know how to have fun! It doesn't matter! Play however you like!'
I walked to the living room, took out a bottle of cola, and drank a few refreshing gulps. Faint voices came from the room, and the door was open. I walked to the doorway, gently pushed the door open, careful not to make any sound. The door opened silently. E-fu was lying on the bed, and my wife was sitting between his legs, moving her lower body up and down on his cock; his wife lay beside them, cupping her own breasts and kneading them while her husband sucked hard on one of her nipples.
E's wife's face turned toward me, and she hurried over, gently pushed me out the door with both hands, closed the door, leaving only her head showing, and urgently said to me: "You rest first. After he's done, the two of us will keep you company properly!"
After saying that, she immediately closed the door and slid the bolt shut. It seemed useless to say anything now. Since things had come to this, let it be! On second thought, I could also be with both of them later... feeling much more balanced.
The night grew deeper and deeper. In the living room, only a few people who hadn't fully rested yet remained, chatting in low voices about what had just happened, with occasional intermittent moans coming from the room. When my wife finally came out of that room, her hair was somewhat messy, but her eyes carried a kind of dazedness and satisfaction I had never seen before. She walked over and sat beside me, leaning lightly against me, saying nothing. I reached out and put my arm around her shoulders, and the two of us just sat quietly like that, listening to the night wind in the distance.
Before dawn, everyone had gradually gone to sleep. At noon the next day, everyone ate something simple, exchanged contact information, and agreed to meet again when there was a chance. My wife sat in the front passenger seat; along the way she said very little, only glancing at me occasionally, with a faint, barely noticeable smile at the corners of her mouth.
Gripping the steering wheel, my heart was filled with mixed emotions. The scenes from that night kept replaying: my wife's cries under another man, her active willingness, and the warmth of her snuggling against me afterward. We had both taken that step, and it seemed... neither of us regretted it.
In the days after we got home, we made love more frequently than before. Every time, she would cry out especially loudly at the moment of climax, as if still savoring everything from that night. Once she suddenly asked me: “Next time... still going?”
I looked into her eyes and nodded gently.
The story continues. It's just that this time, all possibilities are built upon willingness and communication.
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