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I'm quite happily married. This surprised me after two previous marriages. My wife really enjoys having sex with me and I enjoy having sex with her. Sexually, we enjoy similar things and continue to enjoy a satisfying sex life years into our marriage. She understands and enjoys my sexual attraction and even allows me to look at other women as long as I don't touch them. From time to time she would catch me watching porn or searching for porn on my computer. She's seen me staring at sexy women walking by and she doesn't seem to mind. I'm sure it will help her to know that we will make love soon, and to my great joy, I really want her.

She shared that she has some experience playing with other women. However, her ex-husband kept trying to convince her to have a threesome, which really put her off. I am an exhibitionist. I love being watched and my wife loves watching me. On the rare occasions when she is not interested in intercourse, she enjoys watching me masturbate. Sometimes she simply observes, sometimes she participates in various ways. The idea that my wife was bisexual in some way fueled my fantasies from time to time, knowing that a threesome would never happen. I honestly didn't mind. She agreed to make love on a nude beach or in another suitable public situation. But I had no urgent need to fulfill this or that fantasy.

My wife and I own and operate the store together. We had several part-time employees. I wasn't particularly attracted to any of these women, but I enjoyed Helen's company more than the others. Sexually speaking, she wasn't my type. Firstly, she had an almost flat chest, I am a devoted man with breasts. Second, she had distinctly masculine facial features: a strong jaw and thin lips. Finally, she kept her hair pretty short. It wouldn't surprise me to learn that she might be a lesbian. It turns out that's not the case - or at least not to begin with. Despite all of this, there were times when I definitely noticed some sexual tension between us, especially when we were working in close proximity to each other. She had a slim and decidedly feminine lower half, and something about it particularly appealed to my body. I had enough experience to know that my body didn't really need the perfect woman to get aroused. But I never paid much attention to this tension, just perceived it as part of my sexual desire.

My wife likes the way I smell. It's a rare thing, but it's great. I have always liked the scent of a woman, and I particularly like the scent of my wife. As I grew older, I began to use my intuition more than ever before. One day while working with Helen, I noticed that Helen's natural scent was almost as attractive to me as my wife's. This intuition was the final piece of the puzzle for me to understand why Helen was so distracting from time to time. If anything, this awareness made it easier for me to ignore my physical reaction to her.

My wife loves to talk about the elephant in the room, often much to the chagrin of her friends. And one day she asked me while we were having lunch.

“I noticed that you seemed attracted to Helen, but now you don't seem to be. Why?"?

I almost spit the lemonade out of my nose. When I came to my senses, I told her the truth. She seemed to sense that I was telling her the truth and was grateful to me about my body and especially my penis made me very happy. I didn't think about it anymore.

The three of us then attended an industry conference together. To save costs, we shared a hotel room. The room had two double beds. The trip was intense and I had very little time to think about my sexual needs. I expected my wife and I to shower together in the morning and most likely have fun. As we got ready for bed, Helen wore a long, plain, non-revealing nightgown. My wife ran around the room topless in her panties. I'm an exhibitionist, but my wife is a nudist. Helen didn't seem to mind or even care. I took off my shirt but kept my pants on as I didn't want to offend Helen.

Eventually we all went to bed and talked. My wife and I were in our bed and I was inside, closest to the other bed. Helen also sat on the inside of the other bed. This meant we were both several meters apart. The air in the room blew from the other end of the room, first towards Helen and then towards me. We were all talking business when I realized I could smell Helen. I remembered the times when we would sweat together in the store. It wasn't the same smell at all. To my surprise, I could tell that she was both in need of a shower and sexually aroused. Things immediately became difficult for me. Luckily I still had minePants and my knees were also covered with blankets so that I wouldn't feel embarrassed or create an awkward situation.

Whether my wife noticed my reaction to my realization or even smelled Helen, she somehow became aware of the situation. The conversation died down and I struggled to remember what we had talked about so I could use my mind and distract my body from nursing my hard penis. My wife yawned and stretched her arms over her head, causing her large breasts to jiggle. It didn't help my erection. Helen also seemed to notice her breasts. After stretching, my wife grabbed her breasts and began stroking herself. I oscillated between being very excited and not wanting to do anything that would cause me to lose both my wife and my boyfriend. The idea that my wife would be open to the situation didn't surprise me. And although I thought Helen was upset, I wasn't entirely sure if she really wanted to do anything about it.

My wife suddenly grabbed the blankets and threw them off my lap. Since I was wearing business pants instead of regular jeans, my erection was pretty obvious. My wife cooed and grabbed my crotch. I was shocked to see that Helen showed no signs of “going crazy.” Luckily she looked at my erection with an open smile. My wife let go of my erection and started rubbing my breasts and pressing against my ear. Helen licked her lips. I knew then that it would be fun.

The new, stronger scent of Helen's scent gave me goosebumps and I groaned. Helen turned around, sat on the edge of the bed, leaned forward and placed her face about a foot away from my hard-on.

“You can touch it if you want,” said my wife Helen.

Helen opened her mouth a little more and stuck out her tongue more than usual. She was completely overwhelmed by the pleasure. She quickly grabbed my fully erect penis, still trapped in my pants and panties. She grabbed and stroked me and I'd be damned if I almost didn't ejaculate. I pride myself on being able to avoid cumming until the time is right, but after days of driving and the lack of sexual satisfaction, I was very horny.

My wife stopped to watch Helen play with me. Helen buried her face in my cock and grabbed it with her mouth. I felt her hot breath through my thin pants. I moaned loudly. Then Helen grabbed my belt, loosened it and began to unzip my pants. Luckily the feeling that I was about to cum was gone, but I knew that no matter what happened next, I wouldn't last long. As soon as my pants were unzipped, my wife told me to lift my ass up and the two of them took off my pants and underwear. Since I was now completely naked, Helen was able to grab my erection. She told me I was “cute” and started blowing me. I was really trying not to cum.

My wife smiled at me and said, "It's okay, if you cum in her mouth I know we can make you orgasm again." He's a multi-orgasmic Helen!

Helen mumbled something like "Wow." When she started not only sucking but also fondling my balls, I couldn't hold back any longer. “I’m coming,” I said, louder than I wanted to, wondering who could hear me in the next room or in the hallway.

Unfortunately, Helen took her mouth off my cock but continued to stroke me, one hand on my balls and the other on my cock. And I came. Much. The first pull hit me on the chin and the next eight or nine puffed up wrinkles on my chest.

Helen said “cool” and my wife said “cool” at the same time.

They laughed together and Helen took my cock back into her mouth. My wife licked some cum from my breasts. Helen raised her head and began to watch my wife lick up my cum. Then she joined in and licked the cum mixed with my pubic hair. Neither woman licked for long, but it was very stimulating for me.

“Collect the rest of his sperm, Helen, and masturbate him with it. If you do that, you can probably keep him.”

“Shit, really”? Helen did as she was told.

“Just be gentle, don’t push too hard,” my wife ordered.

I shuddered as she gripped my cock tightly with her handful of cum. She started squeezing my cock too hard after orgasm. With some communication we were able to find the right level of pressure and stroking, which was mostly pleasurable, although I was clearly not past the stage of regaining my orgasm.

My wife turned over on the bed. I thought she wanted to get closer to my cock, but instead she leaned forward on all fours to kiss Helen. Helen seemed surprised at first, but quickly got the hang of it. I watched them French kiss for quite a long time. Her kisses and Helen's caresses helped me get past the post-orgasm phase and into the "ready for round two" phase.

Helen grabbed my wife's breast with her free hand and my wife moaned. She then moved closer and exposed her breasts for Holly to suck on. Helen didn't need any written instructions and both women looked very satisfied.as Helen put my wife's left breast in her mouth.

A few minutes later my wife got out of bed and joined Helen in the space between the beds. She grabbed Helen's nightgown and took it off her. My slippery cock was temporarily abandoned and fell onto my stomach. I watched in fascination as Helen's naked body appeared.

She had almost no breasts, but her nipples stood out very nicely. They were also brighter red than any nipples I had ever seen. I couldn't stop myself from touching her with my mouth so I stood up and started sucking on her left breast. My wife apparently reacted the same way and started sucking the real one.

Helen came with a loud cry of “Oh!” Then she gasped “shit” several times as her orgasm continued. Finally she just giggled and gently pushed us away from her chest. I sat back down on the bed and looked at Helen's crotch. She was neatly trimmed. I watched in delight as her orgasmic juices flowed down her right leg. She smelled amazing and I had to have her. I gently pushed her back onto the bed and positioned her so I could climb on top of her and fuck her senseless.

When I entered her there was no resistance and she started crying. Concerned, I asked her if I was hurting her. Between sobs she said, "No, I'm crying because it feels so good, it's been a long time since anyone paid attention to me." Please don’t stop...” she finished with a loud moan as I continued thrusting.

I kept fucking her and she kept crying. My wife stroked Helen's head, kissed her and put her hand on my ass. After a few minutes Helen came again, she wasn't as tight as my wife but when she came her pussy gripped my cock really hard. I had to wait for her orgasm to subside.

After Helen's second orgasm while fucking, my wife suggested doggy style. A little out of breath, Helen agreed and we switched lines. Helen had beautiful thighs which I grabbed and tried my best to fuck her hard and fast.

My wife started caressing my balls by penetrating from behind with her hand. She also appeared to be rubbing Helen's clit as Helen came again very quickly. My wife suddenly went to the other side of the bed. I was confused why. She then inserted two Helen-soaked fingers into my ass and expertly massaged my prostate. She had stimulated my prostate enough times in the past to know how to do it properly.

There was no way I could delay my orgasm any longer. I told Helen I was going to cum and she begged me to cum inside her. I realized I was grunting loudly and no longer had control over my body, it was going to get what it wanted. To say I have arrived would be an understatement. My entire body was filled with waves of intense pleasure as I forcefully shot a second load into Helen.

As my orgasm subsided, Helen began. Her contractions were intense, forcing several more squirts from my cock. Now it’s my turn to say “damn!”

When we were finished, I fell back on my heels and my wife lifted Holly's legs up. She demanded that I eat my own cream cake. I was a little surprised because she never asked me to do that to her. I didn't mind. It got me thinking as I leaned forward and realized how much cum was between Helen's pussy lips. However, my wife had just let me fuck another woman, so I would do anything to make her happy. So I started licking and sucking the cum out of Helen's very wet pussy. I'm ambivalent about eating my own sperm, but being forced to eat my own sperm stimulated me and I enjoyed it. My wife seemed happy to watch me. Within minutes my cum was gone and I was enjoying the taste of Helen's juices. I then focused on Helen's clit and she came within seconds.

When Helen was finished she begged us to stop. She said she couldn't take it anymore, so I turned to my wife to see what I could do to make her feel better too. We kissed for a while and my wife told Helen she looked delicious. Helen giggled as she stretched out naked on the bed, trying to catch her breath.

My wife tried to force me hard so I could fuck her but it didn't happen. She asked if I would lick her, but Helen interrupted her and said, "I will"! We all agreed that this was the best idea. Helen licked it for an impressively long time and brought my wife to multiple orgasms. Eventually I regained my erection.

When Helen stopped licking, I quickly dove into my wife's now very juicy pussy. Helen touched us both as we fucked. It took a long time, but I finally told the ladies that I was going to cum. My wife wanted me to cum on her face and I was happy to do that. Although the portion was tiny, both women seemed to enjoy the show and Helen licked it off my wife's face.

Tired, we all went to bed later than we should and missed much of the morning conference. No oneminded.

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