I was shocked when the guy suggested it, but he didn’t look like he was trying to mess with me. I’ve heard of this kind of thing before, where two couples swap partners and have sex with each other, but this is the first time I’ve actually encountered someone proposing this.
If the offer had been made in jest, I would have declined on the spot; but the atmosphere at the time was such that I asked for a little more time so that I could go back and think about it.
“Then please go back and discuss this with Kanako-san, I look forward to your answers.”
After the separation, the other party’s suggestion of exchange couples still rings true, I calm down and think about it, are these words true? Were they false? What did the other person mean when he or she made such a suggestion? My heart was filled with a sense of wonder.
I am Naoyuki Ohmatsu, a 45-year-old elementary school teacher. The person who made today’s suggestion, Nakairo Kimura, has been my best friend since elementary school, and we have had close family ties, and even after we got married, we lived in the neighborhood and continued to maintain good friendships and interactions. But why did he bring up such a proposal out of the blue?
My best friend and I are the control group, both in personality and appearance, but because of this we have been especially close for decades. Compared to that flower-like man, my appearance is ordinary, short and fat, and I was laughed at by the doctors at the hospital as a standard patient of [metabolic syndrome].
He has been popular since he was a child, and if you’re looking for someone to be the standard model for the word “handsome,” you can’t go wrong with him. He has also been well received by people, and his intelligence has helped him to be successful in society. My best friend, who is engaged in the import and export of precious metals, has recently bought a house in a high-class residential area, while I can only nestle in an ant’s nest in the faculty dormitory.
You want to exchange wives with me? The woman in my family was a classmate when we went to the elementary school together as trainee teachers. We were the only two single young teachers in the school, and we got married as a matter of course after a long time. But she was–how should I put it–it felt like she was married to an elementary school teacher, not a wife. Even after work, she couldn’t recall her status as a wife, and still taught me strictly as if I were a student in her class. When we were dating, Kanako was still a “clean beauty”, but since she gave birth to her daughter, Akira, who is now in junior high school, her weight has been rising like a balloon. Now, when we walk together, I can hide in Kanako’s back.
Although a wife is always good for someone else, but the already prosperous peach blossom diehard at that time decided to marry with everyone recognized beauty Misa, people are not surprised at all. With her tall figure and the fact that she had never given birth to a child, even though she had been married for ten years, there were many people who would believe that Misa was a college girl who had just started working in society.
“Trade a sable for a sow? What the hell?” Having known Kimura-kun for decades, I could tell by the look in his eyes when he spoke that he was definitely sincere in his invitation, but what exactly is so great about me and my woman? What would make them want to get us into an exchange couple? (2)
Tossing and turning all night long, I didn’t tell my wife what I was going to do when I woke up, so I went straight to my best friend’s house to ask for clarification. It’s not like we’re just two guys talking about it, we have to ask Misa herself what she wants to do. Yesterday’s words were more exaggerated than a dream to me living in reality, and it wasn’t once or twice that Kimura had pranked and joked about me over the decades.
“You idiot, I must be joking,” I thought to myself as I looked at my best friends sitting in front of me, eagerly hoping that the answer I wanted to hear would come out of their mouths — and I was shocked by the result.
“We haven’t had sex in a long, long time” Deadpool said coyly and a little embarrassed. “Naoyuki, how are you doing? With Kanako?”
This couple who are so familiar with each other suddenly asked me this question, and I was at a loss as to what to say. Although Kanako and I quarrel sometimes, we live a normal married life in the world, and we take pleasure in watching our daughter grow up every day; honestly speaking, although our sex life is not as frequent as when we were young, it is still maintained in a normal state. As for the idea of “exchanging couples”, it was something that had never occurred to me.
I honestly told the dead couple that although Kimura-kun had mentioned the idea of swapping couples to me, I actually thought that it was a cure for the symptoms but not the root cause of the problem. It might help the couple for a while, but it’s not a long-term solution. I seriously hope the couple will reconsider.
I looked over at Misa and said, “Do you really think that’s a good idea?”
“Well, I was thinking the same thing as my husband. I’ll ask your couple to take care of us next.”
“Woo …….”
I looked at Misa who was sitting beside my nemesis and bowed her head down deeply, the beautiful cochlea and neck gave me a sudden flutter and I got an erection without realizing it. To be able to hold such a beautiful woman is a situation that I have never even dreamed of.
Now that the attitude of the other couple was established, the next problem was Kanako’s side. I’m sure she’ll be furious if she directly brings up such an immoral suggestion. Thinking about the promise to the dead couple, but not knowing about her future relationship as a couple.
Ah, I guess I’ll just have to do my best to keep my head down and ask my wife to make a decision. But really, helping your best friend is just a superficial reason, the most important thing is to take care of your own interests. What should I say to Kanako? What should I say to Kanako? I kept pondering in my mind. It just so happens that Akane’s school is going on a trip this weekend, so let’s take this opportunity to try it out.
When I came home at night, after I made sure that Akane was already asleep, I fearfully proposed to Kanako about Kimura couple, but I didn’t expect Kanako to agree to it so readily. The matter of exchanging couples was something that I had never even thought of, and for Kanako to agree so easily took me by surprise.
“Hey, it’s because the other party is Shinichiro, a beautiful man, right” I deliberately joked to hide my mixed feelings, but three of the four parties involved agreed, so I didn’t even have a chance to back out. So it was agreed that it would be limited to one time and held on a Saturday night.
On that day, the four of us met at my best friend’s jewelry store, then we had dinner at the restaurant, and then we exchanged places to go home. Kanako woke up early in the morning and was so excited that she actually kissed me after lunch and said something like, “Hubby, you absolutely can’t back out now”. The whole afternoon, she uncharacteristically put on a lot of make-up, and then she took out her sexy designer underwear. I stared in amazement, completely unable to believe that my elementary school teacher would dare to wear such underwear.
After the whole thing is done Kanako walks up to me magnificently, happily spinning around in circles to show off since she’s all dressed up. Alas, it’s good for me that my always hysterical wife is in such a good mood. Maybe it would be really nice to trade off once in a while in the future, but that will all have to wait until after tonight.
After arriving at the jewelry store Deadpool said that he wanted to give Kanako a piece of jewelry as a thank you gift in order to thank her for her help. Aiya, I didn’t bring anything with me and my hands are empty, I’m really embarrassed to Misa to the extreme. Kanako’s face was filled with smiles, and she looked like she wanted to jump over and hug her best friend. Thinking about it, I wonder if my best friend really wants to hug Kanako who looks like a sumo wrestler.
After dining at the fancy restaurant, Kanako went back with her dead friends, while Misa returned with me to the small and cramped faculty dormitory. Thinking about this I once again felt very sorry for Misa. Misa was carrying a big bag, I don’t know if it contained a change of clothes or a nighttime regimen.
What should we do when we get home? The atmosphere was a bit stagnant at first, and the two of them were just looking at each other in silence. Misa broke the silence by suggesting that they share a bath. When Akane was a kid, we used to share a shower with the three of us, but we haven’t shared a shower with a woman in years. While waiting for the bathroom to warm up, I took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and split it between the two of us. After a few sips of alcohol, I wasn’t as nervous as I was at first. Looking at Misa’s expressionless condition, the thought suddenly flashed through my mind that I wonder what’s going on with Kana now. As far as this kind of thing is concerned, it seems that women are more prepared mentally than men. (3)
By the time the two squeezed into the cramped bathroom, I was fully erect. A light pink color that seemed to symbolize shyness floated up on Misa’s body where no accumulation of fat could be seen at all. Seeing my erection, Misa squatted down without saying anything, and carefully helped me clean up my penis and glans, while continuously stimulating the various dead spots on my dick. Being taken care of by a thirty generation mature woman full of vigor, I could only moan uncontrollably, and kept muttering in my heart to thank God and Buddha in heaven for letting me have such a great opportunity. How exactly will this matter of exchanging couples change my life with Kanako? I kept thinking about it.
After washing the front, Misa carefully and meticulously cleaned all the way down between her legs to her anus, but it was at this point that I said the damning words.
“Sorry, I’m about to cum …….”
Standing and looking down from a high place, looking at Misa’s beautiful face and well-fitting breasts, the guards of Seikan were ready to abandon the city and flee. But Misa didn’t seem to be affected at all, and gently helped me clean my penis.
“Ah…ah…this …….”
If I cum now, won’t I screw up my hard-earned chance for an orgy? I begged Misa to stop her relentless hands, but I didn’t expect her to add even more frenzied force. Not only did she rub my cock harder, but her other hand went around my ass and rubbed my asshole. I couldn’t hold back any longer …….
“Sorry …….”
Terrified, I didn’t know how to apologize, but instead, Misa beautifully rinsed off my cum while alternately stimulating my ass and scrotum with her other hand. My cock was revitalized by Misa’s hand.
“Hey? Is it really okay?”
“Ah…yeah, thank you so much really …….”
I stupidly responded to Misa’s words, while desperately wondering if there was something wrong with me. Good thing it seems she doesn’t care.
After coming out of the bathroom Misa’s next action startled me again.
“Mr. Naoyuki, is it still okay?”
“Yes!”
I shrugged and played with my cock, which was once again erect due to Misa’s anal stimulation, and tried to restore my confidence.
“Please don’t be intimidated by my interest …..”
Although I had just been slightly intimidated by Misa’s masterful skills in the bathroom, I still said that it didn’t matter. She proceeded to take out clothes from the large bag and put them on, my eyes widened and became like minks. Misa put on a high school sailor outfit.
“Do you hate it when I dress like this?”
“No…it won’t be …… very good …….”
To say that Misa, who is already over 30, matches with that super short sailor uniform is definitely not a compliment, especially since there is not a single man in all of Japan who hates sailor uniforms. Her tall figure combined with her voluptuous flesh, the small sailor suit gave out an indescribably bewitching look, and it was as if I could hear the sound of blood rushing through my newly revitalized penis. 　”That…if it’s not annoying…there’s one more thing please …….”
Misa’s next words almost made me snort nosebleed on the spot like a high school boy.
“May I masturbate in front of you?”
I did not dare to answer. Misa sat with her legs crossed, no bra under her shirt, two nipples protruding clearly from the fabric, her full breasts straining as her body twisted, the buttons seeming to burst open immediately. Misa began to pant sadly, lifting up her own super short skirt to reveal her real white cotton panties for high school girls, her fingers dug in along the waistband, rubbing her own honeyed flesh in front of me.
“Ahhhh~~! It’s so cozy~~ oooh~~!!!” Usually Misa’s voice is already very nice, but I didn’t realize that the lustful screams are even more seductive.
“Can I please ask Naoyuki-san to masturbate together in front of me for me?”
I usually don’t have the foreskin sliding right away because I have a problem with my foreskin, but it’s really because of the unexpected things happening one after another that the whole glans actually jumped out by itself. Right between Misa’s constant lewd cries, I ejaculated again.
Ugh…how right this is, for one’s age, ejaculating twice a day can already be considered reckless behavior. The amount of semen was significantly reduced. While I was regretting my foolish behavior, Misa reached her peak and cried out loudly.
“Naoyo-kun, are you an S or an M?”
While being hesitant, Misa took the handcuffs out of her bag. I had never played this kind of thing with Kanako before, but I thought that if I was handcuffed, I would definitely have to resist myself. After I made my attitude clear, Misa said to cuff her later then, and proceeded to take out a few more props from the bag. I followed the instructions and handcuffed Misa’s hands behind her back, then helped her put on a blindfold, let her lie flat and then gently brushed her whole body with a brush.
As the nib crawled, Misa moaned and squirmed loudly. Unable to withstand the stimulation of the lewd scene in front of her, the penis actually stood up for the third time!
“Misa, I’m hard again …….” 　”Please…please abuse Misa properly …….”
This isn’t a dream…this really isn’t a dream ……. I roughly rolled over Misa’s body and forced my cock into her small mouth, interspersed with coughs and moans, as I exploded into her mouth for the third time. Then I inserted the bifurcated dildo into Misa’s vagina and anus at the same time, and then played with the tip of her nipples and clit with the vibrator, sending Misa to the unparalleled pinnacle on earth twice and three times in a row.
“Mr. Naoyuki, come on, please fuck Misa with your big cock!” The woman howled as she cried, no longer able to tell if it was pleasure or pain.
I used duct tape to secure the jumper to my nipples, and after inserting the vibrator into Misha’s asshole, I shouldered those long, slender legs and ran the meat stick hard and straight toward the center of the flower.
Finally I ejaculated for the fourth time …… (4)
Sleeping soundly until sunrise, I was awakened by a strangely soft touch. Misa, whose hands were still cuffed, had her back to me, her supple ass pressed against my face, the
“Please, good man!”
Listening to her lustful cries of lust made my arousal flare up again.
“Please give me one more time la …….”
We shared one last pleasure as the woman continued to seduce us. Mischa assured me that she had taken her birth control pills, and asked me to finally shoot my already thinning semen deep into her womb. After removing Misa’s handcuffs, she told us about her particular sexual proclivities. In the beginning, my best friend was also deeply fascinated by this kind of forced sex, but after a long time the passion could not be burned anymore. So in the end, Misa asked her best friend to bring up the idea of swapping couples with me.
“Did I do okay?”
“Well, compared to my family’s husband, you’re really big, Naoyuki-san, it’s almost too much to bear …….”
Although that was supposed to be just social rhetoric, it did make me a little happy. We ended up parting with a long deep kiss.
Kanako, who had only returned in the evening, had a good mood written all over her face.
“Does Shinichiro really like oversized aircraft carriers like you?”
“I’ve been using what he’s been saying all night as social rhetoric, hahahahahahahahaha!”
Oh, I think I’ve heard a similar dialog somewhere. In a lighter mood, I asked a dirty question, asking my wife to compare me and Shinichiro to see who is better. My wife had a strange, bewitching look on her face, and smiled but didn’t answer, saying that they also used handcuffs, and that the whole thing inspired my wife’s sexual fantasies.
“Hey, how about we use it too?”
“Is that cuffing you?”
“Idiot, it’s to cuff you!”
It seems like the deadbeat was handcuffed by Kanako and then properly coached. Heck, I can’t even figure out who’s the S and who’s the M in the Deadpool couple now. But in any case, the thought that Kimura, this asshole, would actually obediently let this sow in my house be handcuffed excited my entire being. 　As promised, the exchange of spouses took place only once and not a second time, and since then the two families have been going back and forth as usual, and the tensions between the spouses that had been lurking in the two families seem to have gotten better as a result. The only thing that has changed is that Misha is pregnant. My best friend said that he was using birth control at the time, so I don’t need to worry about it, but I still wonder if my best friend is having some kind of physiological problem, and is purposely exchanging couples to find me to borrow his seed. I still often have the evil thought that it was my sperm that got the beautiful Misa pregnant. I excitedly thought about how tonight Kanako’s huge ass would ride up to my face again, and how I would be forced to suck her off with my tongue while I was about to suffocate a youkai, and how I would feel immensely happy to be squeezed out of my cum by her fat fingers digging into my asshole while being squeezed out of my cum.