Once I saw a post on a website titled 'Tianjin Couple Seeking Swap' by someone called Brother Lü, and I felt a surge of excitement, immediately sending an email.
The other couple worked in a hospital and a private enterprise respectively. They had had several 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 limited ourselves to chatting. Although we always talked about meeting, my wife and I never finally made up our minds. Brother Lü sincerely invited us to Tianjin several times, but my wife politely declined, citing busy work. I could only continue trying to persuade her.
Until July, Brother Lu called and said he organized an event at a suburban resort for swapping. He and his wife were the organizers, and they estimated about five couples would attend. They had also seen our photos and thought we looked good. He said, 'Go home and discuss it with your wife. After all, you're newcomers, so communicate well first.' He then sent photos of three couples. I persuaded my wife, and she finally agreed to give it a try.
We started the car and set off. Along the way, my wife seemed a bit nervous, sometimes also excited. I was afraid she might change her mind, so I spent the whole trip coaxing and taking care of her.
I arrived promptly at three-thirty in the afternoon. It was a resort apartment; I later learned 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 environment was quite good.
The moment we walked in and saw Brother Lv and his wife, his wife was a little disappointed — they were quite a bit older than us. Fortunately, Brother Lv was rather sturdy-looking. The other man's wife was okay too; her looks and figure were acceptable, mainly because she was fair-skinned. It was clear they respected us very much and behaved generously, showing not much nervousness.
In the room were Brother Lü, his wife, and another woman. Brother Lü said everyone else had gone to the supermarket to buy things for that night (food, drinks, condoms). We exchanged greetings for a while. That woman and Brother Lü's wife were chatting very animatedly. I just sat and listened because they had already swapped several times within their circle, or were all old online friends from some group. My wife and I were complete outsiders, with no way to join the conversation.
At four in the afternoon, the other couples had not arrived yet. I could see my wife was nervous, so I took her hand and said: “Come on, let’s go take a walk for a bit.” My wife said nothing, and hooked her arm through mine as we went out.
My wife asked: 'Can we not swap anymore?' 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, after confirming everyone was present, first introduced everyone.
Lü Ge was from the north, around forty years old, forthright and sincere, which was also why he and I got along so well. Lü Ge’s wife was around thirty-five, not tall, probably 158 cm, with very big breasts, good skin, long curly hair, and she especially had the charm of a mature woman.
Couple B: the woman is relatively tall and sturdy, about one hundred and sixty-five, with a robust build and quite full breasts. She looks very cheerful and lively, probably around thirty. This woman is being taken out by her husband for a second swapping outing; she seems like an office worker, very fair-skinned and a bit nervous. The man is about one hundred and seventy-eight tall, a big burly guy with an average face. From his words, it feels like he is someone with an extremely strong sex drive.
Couple C: the man has a friendly face, giving the impression of an old classmate. The woman is from Harbin, thirty-six years old, but looks only about thirty-two, one hundred and sixty tall, slim, with average skin.
The couple D: the man was around thirty-eight, had been in the army, now ran his own business, which was fairly large, and was straightforward and funny. The woman was clearly a Jiangnan woman at first glance. I especially want to talk about this woman—her skin was quite smooth, her figure was top-notch, especially those breasts; our group of men unanimously thought they were remarkably beautiful, sexy, and full breasts that were hard to find.
Let's focus on talking about Couple E. The couple is around thirty-eight years old. The man is quite 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 alone inside. At first glance, I thought she was some AV actress. Height 163 cm, quite slender, long hair, round face, with two dimples when she smiles, giving a particularly sweet feeling. Wearing low-rise pants, a low-cut top, good skin, and when she walks, her buttocks sway, quite stunning.
The introductions end here; below, we begin the main topic.
Around six in the afternoon, we took several cars to go eat dinner. During dinner everyone chatted and laughed, making it impossible to tell they were a group of men and women who were going to swap tonight. I was thinking that this society has all kinds of people.
Back in the suite, several women went to prepare fruit, while the other men sat there chatting, talking about stories from their circle and past experiences playing, with the women chiming in on the side. Brother Lü's wife and a few other ladies took out all the purchased condoms, placing two in each room.
After everything was settled, Brother Lu began explaining the rules of the game. Because the organization of previous events he participated in was inadequate, many people including him were dissatisfied, so this time he specifically explained the rules, especially regarding proper allocation—people couldn't swap randomly; if they wanted to swap, they had to complete the first round before freely pairing up. 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 swapping and hasn't fully accepted it from the heart. Just thinking about having to face a strange man and take off all our clothes to do that kind of thing makes her feel afraid, embarrassed, and shy; she only agreed for my sake. It isn't easy for a traditionally minded woman to take this step, and for a man to send his wife into another man's arms requires just as much courage. But things have come to this point, so 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 drank water one sip after another to hide it. I pulled her to my side and advised her to relax as much as possible. I really wanted to kiss her and caress her, but I was still too embarrassed and gave up. Under my persuasion, she finally nodded very lightly, agreeing.
Lü Ge took off his clothes and said: “Everyone, let’s begin!” When my wife took off her clothes, she was still a little shy, and said to me bashfully: “Y-you… turn your head away.” But after seeing Lü Ge’s wife and several other women undress so casually, she gradually relaxed.
Lü Ge’s dick was really huge, with a round, swollen, red glans like a big egg, and a thick, long shaft. Even today we still say that there’s nothing good about him except that his dick is big.
The room suddenly became lively. Men and women began scrambling for the bathroom, some undressing, some sneaking glances at each other's figures, and some playfully fighting in the bathroom. I won't go into specific details; everyone can imagine it.
I stripped naked, occasionally stealing glances at the wife assigned to me, Brother Lü. A typical married woman's figure, somewhat plump, with a bit of belly fat. But her skin was still fair, and though her breasts and buttocks sagged somewhat, they remained quite full. The pubic hair between her legs was very sparse, making the slightly protruding mons appear even fuller. We sat in the living room the whole time, watching TV and chatting idly, only discussing simple sexual topics.
The exchange officially began. After Brother Lü's wife took off her panties, I actually became less nervous—after all, it had already come to this. Once she was completely naked, I took the initiative to pull her into my arms, kissing her and touching her breasts. Strangely, why did I not feel especially excited or stimulated? Instead, I felt quite calm inside.
The wife very meekly accompanied Brother Lü in chatting. Brother Lü was quite humorous, making her laugh constantly. Later, Brother Lü's wife asked him to go take a shower first, and I also said to my wife: 'You go in and wash up too!' The wife entered the bathroom wearing only a pair of shorts, and the door wasn't closed tightly.
My penis began to swell extremely, and an unprecedented feeling made me really want to go in and take a look. I excused myself to wash my cock and opened the door.
Just one look was enough to make the blood surge. Only then did I see my wife’s hands gripping Brother Lü’s huge cock, as if she were washing it for him and even more like she was playing with it. From the hardness of it, he was already extremely aroused. Looking again at my wife, her breasts were already in Brother Lü’s hands; his technique with his hands was quite good, one hand pinching her nipple and teasing it desperately.
Lü Ge’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. Moans and shouts kept coming from the various rooms. Because everyone had different habits when having sex, some 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 with 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, sinking deep, then thrust in forcefully. She immediately hugged my buttocks tightly, pulling me close until I was fully buried, our pubic hair pressed together, before switching to holding me tightly.
Her fluids were plentiful and very warm. I fucked her over a hundred times before feeling like I was about to cum, so I quickly slowed down and stopped. She opened her eyes and asked, 'Did you cum?' I smiled and said, 'Not yet!' and continued. I lasted over twenty minutes before cumming, then lay on top of her motionless. My cock remained deep inside her vagina. After four or five minutes, I got up and pulled my cock out. The condom was filled with semen, the little reservoir at the tip swollen full. She waited quietly the whole time, her eyes fixed intently on my cock.
In the large living room, there was also a C wife and a B man playing. The B man was making movements while providing his own sound effects. Clearly, he was the one playing with others, yet he himself was moaning 'Ah... oh! Oh!'
While the woman I was playing with had her clitoris rubbed, her lower abdomen rose and fell in constant convulsions. I reached out with my right hand to caress her breasts.
After Man B had touched and licked enough, he told me to 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 been licking and touching there earlier, I just casually stroked with my fingers, then parted the labia to rub the clitoris and finger the vagina before stopping.
Lü Ge’s wife leaned close to my ear and said softly: “How do you feel? I feel pretty good about you. When are you free? Come sit at our place sometime, and if you don’t mind, let’s have a 3P! We’ll make sure you get enough, I promise you won’t lose out.”
"Okay! Okay!" I shakily squeezed out two words from my dry throat. She nestled in my arms like my wife, letting me poke and touch her however I wanted.
I asked, 'Brother Lu, have you tried having other men fuck you together?'
"There is, but not often."
At the time, I couldn't tell if my mood was good or bad, because my woman was being... by a man in another room.
Lü Ge’s wife had been lying on top of me licking my penis the whole time, but I no longer had the mind for it. Right now my only thought was watching my wife have sex. Her cries kept echoing in my ears.
Not long after, several men had already finished ejaculating and walked one after another to the large living room TV to smoke, chat, and watch TV.
The man from couple C has a very open mind. His wife was lying naked on the sofa right now, getting fucked by the cock of the man from couple B, and he could still talk and laugh with us. He even said that when he was making out with the married woman from couple B and giving her oral sex, he could feel that her pussy was completely bare, with the pubic hair just shaved off.
C’s wife and the man from couple B didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping. The sofa rocked with a “squeak... creak...” sound, intertwined with C’s wife’s panting. Big Brother D said, “Your wife is really something!” The man from couple C, on the other hand, looked quite happy: “We’re all old married couples. When we come out to play, the most important thing is to have fun. As long as we’re all happy, why bother counting the rest...”
The commotion from the next room could be heard clearly. Brother Lu seemed quite vigorous, with loud 'huffing and puffing' sounds. You could hear my wife's clear moans, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, along with the 'slapping' sound of belly against belly and the 'creaking' sound of the bed shaking.
It seemed like there was no movement for less than ten minutes, then soon the room echoed with the wife's 'aiyo, aiyo' sounds and her panting 'mm... mm... oh... oh... ah... yo...', getting more and more enthusiastic. I was really worried the neighbors would hear because her cries were so loud.
In the living room, Brother D asked breathlessly, 'Is everything okay? Who is Brother Lü with?' Man C glanced at me with his eyes and said, 'His wife.'
Brother D said: “Hey brother, your wife really is something. How about I go take a look with you?” I quickly said: “I’m already tired, you go take a look!” He said with a laugh: “Would that be okay?” I said: “Why wouldn’t it be okay? What else can you do?”
"Don't make fun of me. You're quite funny. Then I won't be polite, brother." Brother D said as he stroked his own dick and ran into the room.
I pretended to be very tired, turned over, facing away from everyone, and closed my eyes, but I couldn't fall asleep no matter what. My mind was in chaos. The next room never quieted down. I got up and went into the room, seeing my wife lying on the bed, holding Brother Lü's head with both hands, pressing it hard against her breasts, her buttocks continuously thrusting upward, and she was already covered in sweat.
Lü Ge lay on top of my wife, supporting his body with his arms bent inward, one hand touching each breast, his hips lightly rocking on my wife’s pussy as he thrust hard, as if he wanted to merge his whole body into hers.
Every time he pumped hard for a while and was about to ejaculate, he would stop again, thrusting his penis deep inside her, lying on top of her to rest. Once the urge to ejaculate passed, he would start frantically pumping again.
My wife's fluid slowly dripped down the side of her mouth, and when it reached the back, it began to drip down, already leaving a few sticky drops on the bedsheet.
Lü Ge turned over and put himself underneath, laying my wife face-up on his stomach. At that moment my wife drew her legs up again, returning to a squatting position, and rode his dick up and down with her ass. Brother D was lying on his side next to them, stroking his own dick, and reached out with his right hand to knead one of my wife’s nipples. I felt all the blood in my body rush upward, and my head went “buzz” and instantly went blank. My body became aroused as if shocked by electricity, my penis gradually hardening and becoming rigid, and I really wanted to immediately throw myself into the middle of them.
Unexpectedly, my wife noticed me standing dumbly at the doorway watching, and cried out, “Ah!” She immediately bent down and lay on top of Brother Lü, nervously shouting, “Don’t come in!” Brother D couldn’t hold back anymore and said softly, “Brother Lü, let me have a turn!” Brother Lü lifted his body and gave up the position.
The wife and Brother D switched to a doggy style position. Brother D knelt behind her buttocks, the wife raised her hips and backed up, without even looking, very accurately taking his penis into her body. 'Ah!' Brother D let out a comfortable cry, pressed down on her and quickly fucked her hard, making her cry out loudly. The wife glanced back at me, and after looking, she blushed and lowered her head, seeming a bit embarrassed.
Lü Ge leaned close to my wife, moved her face over, took off the condom and let her take his dick into her mouth. My wife lifted her head and spat the dick out, saying: “Cum in my mouth…”
After a while, Brother Lü and I returned to the living room. Everyone was joking and laughing. Brother Lü’s wife immediately asked: “Did you cum? Tired? Comfortable?”
After about fifteen minutes, Brother D and my wife came out from inside. I saw her looking down, too embarrassed to look at me.
Everyone had finished their first round of ejaculation. Men and women showered and sat on the sofa eating fruit, chatting about the sexual activities that had just passed. My wife sat there, a towel covering her lower body, momentarily unsure what to do or say.
I walked over and sat down beside her, looking at my wife at that moment. An indescribable feeling suddenly surged 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 quite capable, pretty good."
Everyone gradually exchanged their feelings, and the kind of flirtation typical of youth began among them.
While they were 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 was a businessman. He greeted Brother Lü and said, 'Brother Lü, do you want me to try your wife's back door?' Without any restraint, he talked nonsense, speaking only about men and women's affairs with great relish. It seemed such things were practically public. The teasing intent in his words was very obvious, clearly indicating he had been with Brother Lü's wife more than once.
The wife said, "Brother Lü's wife is quite good, even fuller 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 the wife refused to say anything no matter what, 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 was especially big, and he kept thrusting into me nonstop, 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 somewhat surprised and said, "Yes, of course I did! Why? Didn't you?" I smiled and nodded.
At this moment, Brother D quickly stood up and boasted to everyone about my wife's oral skills, saying that ordinary men couldn't handle it and would ejaculate even before intercourse: 'Your wife is really something! She swallowed twice!' I laughed wickedly with some satisfaction and said, 'That stuff is nutritious.' Wife C laughed at me and said, 'You're really lucky. Next time, let me see your wife eating 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, plump women, and she was exactly that. After she finished laughing and sat next to me, I still didn't initiate conversation with her, but she said to me, 'Could you get me an apple?' I took the opportunity to respond, 'I'll peel it for you.' And so, I started chatting with her.
After handing her the peeled apple, we became more familiar. By then, as she had washed up later, there weren't many bath towels left to wrap herself in, so she could only use a towel to cover her lower abdomen. Actually, at that time, all the men present were chatting naked; the women at most wore a bath 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 seventies. Her nipples were dark red, quite full, and she had given birth before, with a slight belly fat and a scar. Her labia were also quite dark, and her vagina was somewhat loose. She touched down there, licked down there, then she gave me a blowjob, licking really well, starting from below all the way to the glans, her tongue tip licking my inner thighs. She fiddled with 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 cumming, just very excited and comfortable. I smiled and said, 'No, it's still early!' She smiled and said, 'You're quite something. Most men can't handle me doing this.'
What followed was putting on the condom and getting down to business. During it, her cries were excellent; she would use Harbin dialect to say that my dick head was so big. After entering her, she said it felt very good. When I took the initiative to thrust in and out, she kept crying: 「Don’t stop, fuck me quickly! Faster… gently… such a big dick… bad guy… so forceful… trying to fuck me to death?」 After it was over, we washed up and sat down to chat. During that time, my wife also went with E husband.
Later, when it got to ten o’clock, everyone paired up freely. The sounds of crying out in bed never stopped. From the room came a burst of another woman retching, then another burst of coughing: “Cough... cough! That thing... cough cough cough... is really too disgusting...” Someone softly said to the woman: “Choked you? 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 look for other women. For some reason, apart from that E-wife and C-wife, I had no interest in the other women. I was also a bit sleepy at the time, watching the Bundesliga and feeling like this match was taking so long, never ending. Finally, Bayern Munich beat Werder Bremen 3-1...
It got later and later, and I didn't know what time it was. Everyone gradually got tired, and then some started going into rooms to sleep. By then, my wife and E's husband had already battled once in another room and were resting.
The two of them made no sound at all. I peeked through the crack of the door and saw that my wife and E were actually sleeping in each other’s arms. 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 fondled me.
Later, E Fu and my wife came out from inside. At that moment E Fu gently said to my wife, “Tell me, how many men have you been fucked by in total? How do they fuck you?” Hearing that, my heart ached again.
When I went out to relieve myself, I saw B-fu shamelessly hugging my wife in the corridor, saying he had to fuck her. My wife said they had already done it several times and couldn't do it anymore. B-fu insisted, stubbornly pestering her. My wife came over and asked me, and I subconsciously nodded in agreement, so my wife had no choice but to agree.
They did it right there on the table nearby. The wife stuffed a pillow under her ass resting against the edge of the table, then lay on her back and spread her legs. Brother B stood between her legs, grabbed her thighs and pressed them against the table edge, aimed at her, and with a “puff” sound, he went in without any effort.
I heard B-fu fucking while my wife moaned loudly beside him, her cries urgent. So I told B-fu to be gentler. While they were fucking, E-wife kept licking my cock below. 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, twenty, thirty minutes... and still seemed nowhere near stopping. At that moment, Mr. B suddenly turned back to look at me and asked, “Want to take your turn and play a few rounds?” I quickly said, “It's okay, you two keep playing!” My wife was getting a little overwhelmed; she had even stopped making noises, and there was only the sound of her panting, yet he still had not ejaculated. I even suspected he was on medication; he was so capable.
Later, it was still the wife who had him released with her mouth. I asked her whether it felt good. She knelt on the floor, turned her face toward me, swallowed the semen that had overflowed from her mouth into her stomach, her legs still trembling nonstop, both hands gripping the edge of the table, panting “huff huff,” and answering a different question with, “So tired!”
At this 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, and my wife smiled 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 having sex, completely unconcerned. Not only did she like being fucked with the door open, but she also invited others in to watch. He said he had seen Brother Lü fucking his wife: she lay spread-eagled on the bed, 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.
Lü Ge then said to me: “Brother E likes group play. Later he might ask me to play with your wife together!”
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; 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 lay on the bed, my wife sat between his legs, her lower body moving 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 turned her face toward my side, hurriedly ran over, gently pushed me out of the door with both hands, and closed the door, showing only her head as she anxiously said to me: “You rest first. When he’s done, the two of us will keep you company properly!”
After saying that, he immediately closed the door and slid the bolt shut. It seemed useless to say anything now. Since things had come to this, let him have his way! On second thought, I could also be with the two of them later... I felt much more balanced.
The night grew later. In the living room, only a few people who hadn't fully rested remained, chatting softly about the experiences just past, with occasional intermittent moans coming from the rooms. When my wife finally emerged from that room, her hair was somewhat disheveled, but her eyes held a dazedness and satisfaction I had never seen before. She walked over and sat down beside me, leaning gently against me, saying nothing. I reached out and put my arm around her shoulder, and we just sat quietly like that, listening to the distant night wind.
Before dawn, everyone gradually went to sleep. At noon the next day, everyone had a simple meal, exchanged contact information, and agreed to meet again if there was a chance. My wife sat in the passenger seat, rarely speaking along the way, only occasionally glancing at me with a faint, elusive smile at the corner of her mouth.
I gripped the steering wheel, my heart filled with mixed emotions. The scenes from that night kept replaying: my wife's moans under another man, the way she actively matched his movements, 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 returning home, we had sex more frequently than before. Every time, she would cry out especially loudly at the climax, as if still savoring everything from that night. Once, she suddenly asked me, 'Next time... will we still go?'
I looked into her eyes and nodded gently.
The story is still continuing. It's just that this time, all possibilities are built on voluntariness and communication.
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