Husbands and Wives · Part 1

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My name is Bill. My wife's name is Kathy. Life is pretty good after 30 years of marriage. Both of us have managed to keep ourselves in normal shape for our ages, get our kids raised successfully and still enjoy life. Work isn't much of a factor after successful careers. Doing "new and different things" is the order of the day now. Both of us have followed all the rules for years. Disciplined, organized and focused, we've been good people and kept the benefits of that work and put ourselves in reasonable financial shape.

We were driving somewhere one day when we both realized we were able to do what we'd done before our family came, before we were married: explore, follow intellectually curious threads. Time was ours to use freely again and we had enough sense to use it wisely. What we didn't have was a clue about how, we were so out of practice.

I don't think either of us thought this exploring would ever apply to our sex lives, which had always been pretty straight for us. You know, a couple of regular positions, only recently considering giving me haltingly passive oral sex; never any oral sex on her. I had concluded it was something from her parents generation and heritage that had gotten passed along in the form of thinking it wasn't clean or normal. Not really a thought based on experience or logic but probably a learned paradigm from years before which had never been examined.

We started this year the same as any other, beginning to redefine ourselves as I just said. We'd moved into a new home shortly after the builder's mess got cleaned up and we'd gotten used to the home we'd had designed for us. Unfortunately, right afterward, I got sick for the first time in our lives; seriously sick. Sick enough to need care for five months before I healed enough to even be mobile enough to drive again. It was difficult. I'm over it now but I can sure tell you it was a chore for both of us to get through. Kathy has been a real trooper, done everything you could hope for to help me and I am the first one to appreciate and respect her love and dedication.

During all this time, there was no energy, ability or interest on my part towards having sex. It became last on any priority list given how seriously ill I had been. After all, we'd done it a million times and hoped to do it again so it wasn't first on our list. Staying alive seemed enough until I had healed fully and was vigorous again.

What I just described took us to about three months ago. That's where this discussion begins.

About that time, when I was up to it one night, we both showered and got to bed at a decent hour. I lit a couple of candles and got the KY out to make the process a little easier. A big help after the age of 40 as anyone can tell you. We were a little nervous after the time off but got right into it. Now remember, we'd never been much on oral or anything that used to be called "Kinky." Well, I rolled over onto my side and instead of a long period of foreplay, Kathy immediately slid her hand down and wrapped it around my balls, fondled my cock right after touching my balls. Her breathing was already heavy.

She'd been looking ahead, apparently and whispered wetly in my eye trying for my ear in her haste. "Honey, your cock feels huge! God, I love holding it again." I could do no less than kiss her, tweak one of her 36D Breasts and then slide my hand over her tummy and mons down to an already wet bush where I found rounded, warm and swollen labia. One touch and she gulped out, "God, God, God…oh God." Her hips rolled and squeezed and she pushed and pulled while pulling like all get out on my cock. The next thing I knew, she groaned, squirted all over my palm then bobbed her head under the covers and inhaled my cock into her mouth, sucked it down her throat.

I damned near came but didn't: there are some benefits to being in your fifties!

She turned her body around and showed all of her wet vagina to me, silently encouraging me to suck, lick and play with her clit which was pretty well out there. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven as I did it all and tried to keep up with her frenetic pace.

This went on for just a few minutes before she turned back again and mounted me, took me into her warmth where she squeezed and squirted so much her juice ran past my cock and down my balls, over and over before she and I both collapsed.

In the heat of our fucking after so long without, it went on like that for three more orgasms for both of us until she lay on her side, hips against me, all wet and nestled. Soft at last, both my cock and me were just darned happy to be able to keep up and didn't think at all about what had been happening. Her hips didn't stay still and before long, to my surprise, my cock began to show some life and nudge between her hips.

This time, it got hard and extended between her hips from the back, the head rubbing her clit and her slit. And, the shaft lay on her ass…just across it, still wet with her juices and mine. Her ass, that smooth, featureless area behind her vagina, was always a forbidden place for me in the past. Somehow though, tonight, my cock's head was against her clit one second, then the next, she was pushing against and helping it with her hand, helping it enter her…enter her where it was tight, new and dark. I didn't question it… I just pushed back until the head popped past her sphincter and was inside her, moving in and out and in and out.

Her hands were on her own clit and her fingers found the head of my cock inside her body through the tissues dividing her and she came, creaming on her palm and screaming out something that was unintelligible to human speech in her passion. I came, and came again.

We stayed like that for five more minutes until I got soft and my cock shrunk until finally it slipped out, dripping our mixed up fluids down the inside of her thigh. Exhausted neither one of us even bothered to clean it up. Instead, we both fell deeply and happily asleep.

In the morning, we shared a cuddle and a very cheery breakfast. Life was back to normal, only better. I had absolutely no thought about how our sex had been different or that anything could have happened to encourage it until she came back to the table from the sink, dropped to her knees and pulled my cock out of my shorts and slid it into her mouth with a hunger that was enormous. I couldn't believe it as I moved inside her mouth and fell into her rhythm until my flood came and was swallowed, rubbed on her cheeks. I looked at her flushed face and her eyes and saw the drive and desire I'd always hoped she'd have with respect to sex. More European, more open, more tactile and less worried about what was right and wrong to do sexually. It was great and a dream come true for me at last..

Down at my waist, she was still sucking my cock. I could hear her as she slurped a little, rubbed her tits and rose to get a towel at the sink and wipe her grinning face.

"You are fantastic, Honey. What's gotten into you?"

"I've missed you, silly. That's all."

Without really thinking about it and joking more than anything with the lighthearted mood we were both in, I said, "I don't think so, Kathy. You never did all that or liked it like that before. What gives?"

That did it. She got a guilty look on her face and mumbled something as her face turned downward. Her reaction to my comment was immediate and unexpected. At first, I thought she'd been fucking someone else while I'd been sick but she kept mumbling until I put my arms around her. When we were that close I could understand her through her mumbling. She was obviously upset and needed some understanding.

Haltingly she started to fill the void her reaction had created. "It's just, well, Bill, it's just that, well, I've been watching adult videos from the video store. I have 5 now in the closet and I found out that all those things can be done. Besides, I'm past being a prude and into enjoying the time we have left together in every way; variety, frequency and sensation. Last night was my coming out party. Was it good?"

"Christ! It was fantastic. I've seen those videos too and they can be a turn on. I thought you women didn't get visually stimulated? You never did before. What changed?"

She stepped next to me, put her arms around me and, really started crying; sobbing, in fact.

I really had done it this time and was worried. "What's wrong?"

"Bill, I, well, I don't know how to even say what this all is or how it feels or how to explain it. It's not all videos that have made the difference but I love you more than you'll ever know." She was barely in control of herself, crying and shaking, no color in her face and icy cold fingers wringing against one another.

I held her, patted her. "Honey, I know that. What happened? It's okay, whatever it was. God, I hope you managed to have a man while I was out of commission. You deserved a break from taking care of me. Christ, the tension you were under. It's a miracle that you didn't break. Would have taken a real edge off for you. If it's not love, hell, that's what the Europeans do for variety. Besides, honey, we've fucked what, 2,000 times or more? What's wrong with a little variety so long as it's not love and we talk with one another about it?"

"I know, I know, you've always said that. I just never thought I'd even watch those videos, much less…" Her sobs got louder.

"Kathy. I'm not leaving you. I'm grateful, for gosh sake. I love what we did last night and just now. I ought to give you a merit badge and thank who or whatever helped you get there…no pun intended. What is it? Just tell me. Sit here on my lap and go through it. You better get it off your chest."

Her sobs stopped and she sat on my lap and haltingly began. "Well, you know the other three couples we hang around with? During the last four years, everybody's husbands have gone through something like you did with one illness or another. We wives have all shared the problems and emotions of it. Naturally, we all talked about every aspect of it including sex."

"Wow. That sounds practical. I never knew. We men never talk like that. Your way's better."

She dried her nose and her eyes with my handkerchief then continued, "One day, I was over at Susan's. You know how attractive she is. Great body, warm and caring. Well, she and I were talking and she asked how I was coping with the absence of sex, which we all knew wasn't happening with a sick husband. We'd each been through it and I was the last. Well, I unburdened myself and we cried and hugged. I'd never ever thought of being with another woman that way but before you knew it, I was rubbing her back and her breasts and she was doing mine. We ended up on her couch with our dresses up, our panties down and our hands inside each other, giving physical satisfaction and it was damned good. I came, squirted all over her hand. She did the same and then I tasted it. The next thing I knew she was licking and sucking my vagina and damned if I didn't come two more times."

"Kathy, that's great. Did you feel better?"

"Yes, much better. Guilty, but better and my pussy was sooo relieved."

"Is that all?"

"No, God I hope you don't hate me, but not quite. Over the next three weeks we did that twice more and started watching videos. She volunteered to teach or show me what the other women were now doing and enjoying with their husbands after this kind of experience. It was amazing and one day, Susan asked if I had ever had another cock. I answered her truthfully and told her "No, not since before we met and I was a teenager." Even then, I told her as I told you, it was only a couple of times and not that great.

"I couldn't figure out where she was going that day and we let it alone for a few days. She was here having coffee one morning along with Amanda who'd come over too. You were in the bedroom asleep and still touch and go. I was under a lot of tension and had been for some time. They were very supportive for me just as I was there for you. Well, we cried a little and talked a lot. No sex, not with three of us but finally Amanda asked me how I was getting Ôsatisfied." I looked at Susan who nodded that it was okay. I was unsure but took the plunge.

"Well, I've been getting a little help from a lady friend. Both physically and watching videotapes."

"That's good, Kathy" Amanda said. I did that too with Helen and then with Susan. There are now four of us who've gone that route when we needed one another! No shame in that."

"God. I never knew, Amanda. I thought, well, I guess I never really thought but it has been a relief…a release from the tension. I have to admit since we're being so frank that it felt good and I never imagined I'd be doing things like this coming from where I grew up."

They both chimed in, "We know. We know." And laughed and patted each other's shoulders.

There was a moment when no one was talking and Amanda looked at Susan once again for approval to broach something new. She winked and said, "Go, girl, go."

Amanda cleared her throat and spoke to me. "Well, Kathy, that's only the first part of what the three of us and our husbands worked out by accident over time. Ever miss having a real cock inside you? Sucking it, having a man eat your clit, humping like you had no end of energy?"

"I just Gasped!"

"Well, ah, yes, I guess you'd have to say that I do. No real substitutes for it even with the little plastic toy I managed to find for those loneliest moments."

"We've all got one or two of those too. Did you get the cock with the veins and the big head and balls? Mine looks real but it's fair sized and turned out to be a friend."

She was blushing. "Yeah, I've got one Amanda, but it's no real substitute. You said this all leads to something."

"Yep. Don't be shocked now and don't get all excited. We three, and our husbands, have a secret and now is the time to share that secret with you. Each time one of us, Susan, me, Helen, went through this with our spouses, we got to the point you're at and it was frustrating. We're all good friends and grown up. One day, the three of us decided to see if we couldn't share a little to relieve the tension, you know."

"You mean, loan your husbands for sex?"

"Exactly, share them is how we look at it. Just while ours were sick and not to leave our families or fall in love. Just for sex. It was wonderful. God, I can't tell you what I learned and how many hang-ups I overcame."

She was blushing but she thought at the very least the idea had some merit or at least her libido thought so. Hesitantly, she squeaked out a question. "Can I ask who?"

"Sure," Susan said. "I was fortunate enough to see Ed, Amanda's hubby about a dozen times and Helen's hubby Nick another five or six times. Very discreetly, of course."

"And I saw Susan's Greg five times and Helen's Nick about 10 or twelve times. It made their days and damned sure made ours." "Helen did Greg and Amanda's husband Ed just the same when she needed it when Nick was so sick."

"It was great and it only lasted when we needed it."

"No problems later?"

"None and I started leaving my old hang-ups behind, you know, oral, anal, less inhibited. God, I never knew I loved to suck on a man's balls, have his cock in my vagina and his fingers in my anus. It turned out to be just plain fantastic."

She was blushing just telling me about what she'd asked. "My god. How did it work? Please don't take this the wrong way, Amanda, but I've had a fantasy or two about Ed and one or two about your hubby Greg, Susan." She blushed and turned her eyes down.

"We were hoping you'd say that. It's actually why we're here today. We had a motive and we wanted to tell you that it is okay, that there's no jealousy and we want you to do it the way we did if you would like to."

"It works like this, let one of us know and we'll arrange to be here and sit with Bill for the day while you visit one of our houses for "coffee." We'll make sure our husbands are interested and they'll be there and help you out just like they've helped all of us out. They never, ever complain!"

"If there's any problem, we'll adjust. We're here to help and we're discreet to the absolute max."

"Kathy, I think that's great. Did you take advantage of it? I hope so. God, you needed some kind of a break and a cock from a friend wouldn't have been all bad while I was so out of it."

"Bill, I'm so glad you said that. I was afraid you'd divorce me if you ever found out. I'm so relieved."

"Good. Glad you feel better getting it out."

"Well, I did do it and if you want, I'll tell you about it but there's one more thing I basically agreed to as part of the deal."

"What's that, honey?"

"Well, I sort of said that if you agreed and it ever came up again with one of the other women, you'd, uh, you'd help out in your turn."

His laughter, as he threw back his head, was deep and hearty. "And that'd be okay with you?"

"Sure, fair play and I found out so much that will make our lives richer. I never would have tried any of this without some forced situation and the variety which resulted. I guess I'm just ready for it at this time of life. No more babies, just sex for the feelings and the warmth. Recreational, I guess. Does that shock you?"

"Well, count on me, dear if it ever comes up."

He hugged her, rubbed her brightening cheeks and gave her a deep kiss before rearranging her on his lap. He sat her facing him with her legs outside his and it became apparent her story had triggered another hard-on in him. She knew what to do and reached down, opened her lips and slipped his cock in and pushed and pulled. Instantly, they both came and liquid went everywhere.

"Ahhh… I love you. Love you for telling me. Love you for not getting so stressed out while you took care of me. Who baby sat for me the first time?"

"It was Amanda who spent a Tuesday here with you. She got here at 9:00 in the morning and I drove over to her house all nervous and worried about ten minutes later." She stopped again and asked, "Are you sure you want to hear this?"

"Good God, woman, my cock is totally drained, limp as can be and satisfied. I won't but I ought to call him and thank him, thank them all for freeing you from all those paradigms. Hear, I want to learn!"

"Okay. When I got there, I sat outside in the car, nervous and embarrassed at what I was going to do, for five or maybe even ten minutes. He must have known. Eventually, I managed to get out of the car and have the courage to walk up the walk and ring the bell."

"What'd you wear to see him?"

She colored slightly and thought about it a second before she answered him. "Oh, a pair of lacy panties, a fairly sheer bra, a silk top and a mid calf skirt with no panty hose. I was trying to be practical yet still look nice. I was so afraid and nervous, I wasn't sure at all that I'd go through with it. It's hard to communicate how nervous I was nor how much I needed to do what I was there to do. I've never had another man since we started dating and I'm not the spring chicken I was back then."

"Sure, you are, to me and to Ed and anyone else who sees you, dear!" He reassured her.

"Thanks for saying that. Anyway, the door opened and there was Ed, welcoming me as a friend, someone I knew and was comfortable with, in a pair of slacks, a polo shirt and a nice warm smile. I walked in. At first he just shook my hand to ease my nervousness, didn't get too close, and told me not to worry, he understood and knew his wife had had the same experience in the same or similar circumstances. He suggested we talk about other things which made me more relaxed at not having to act right away and it didn't hurt that we've know him for all these years, either, Bill."

"He had already made coffee and we sat in his kitchen around their breakfast table looking out at the flowers with cups and refills for almost an hour talking about our situations, never once going near one another. He shared what had happened with Amanda when he'd been sick and how he felt about it. I didn't feel guilty at all knowing it could be handled without breaking up a marriage. It made me comfortable and wasn't stressful since we never mentioned the word sex directly. He was a perfect gentleman. However, being there was primarily about sex and, in hindsight, getting comfortable with him in the kitchen was a lot like a grown up kind of social foreplay I suppose."

"No doubt. It sounds like he was smart, went about it the right way. What did you feel? Were you getting excited any at all during this coffee and talking session?"

"I have to admit, I had been nervous in the car and at first in the kitchen but the longer we chatted, the more comfortable I got with Ed. Somewhere along the way, without doing anything at all to it, my body got more excited and adventurous too. The situation had my hormones cranked up once I was there with the man who was going to fuck me, the actual man. No indecision or thinking, just mentally getting ready.. My mind must have gotten involved subliminally faster than I knew because about then I did something I never had done before. When my cup was empty the second time after a half hour, I declined his offer to refill it again and stood up. When I did, I got really bold and told Ed that I needed to use one of their bathrooms."

Laughing at her choice of words, he queried, "So?"

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