I was about to give up and suggest "we" needed some way for me to see what I was doing, and maybe something like a clamp to reach in and GRAB the stuff I could feel. But just then something turned, and I got sort of a grip on it enough to pull it down about half an inch before it slipped out of my grip again. This was not a thumb-finger grip, it was a pickpocket grip between the first and second finger. I started moving a little faster trying to pull it down with each try- and suddenly Debby was coming! I had not been paying attention, and she had not said anything- but every time I pushed hard into her vagina with two fingers, I was moving her cervix and bumping her clitoris. It was not like the stinky tampon was causing her any pain- and she was probably getting into her most fertile days after her last menstrual period ended a few days before.
This would have been ok, except in her excitement Debby started gasping "harder"... and I cooperated by continuing what I had been doing. She reached down and pushed on her lower abdomen, and suddenly I had enough grip to pull out this bloody stinky HUGE mess of week-old tampon- and it dropped on the kitchen floor.
I heard a noise and looked up to find my wife watching us- I did not know how long, but I instantly hoped the stinky tampon would be enough excuse to explain away the obvious orgasm.
After all, I didn't get any sexual pleasure out of the procedure. And Jane was very understanding- and actually congratulated me on my success, and thanked me for not doing it in "our bed". This would not really be a very sexy story if it ended here, with everyone happy. Especially Debby! Free medical treatment AND an orgasm.
But it turned out that Debby had never had an orgasm as good as the one I helped with- and she was very anxious to reciprocate. At least that is what she said when she showed up at our house exactly one week later. She had realized we both have the same Tuesday off in the middle of the week, with everyone else usually out. She was very interested in having me give an encore performance, to finger-fuck her again for however many minutes it took.
When I responded slowly (in case it was a joke?), she said she "KNEW" I wanted to. When I asked "and how do you KNOW I want to?" She laughed and said, "I suspected before, but as soon as I felt what you were doing with your thumb, I KNEW." She was perfectly willing to suck my cock to "get us going", she finished me off once she had her giant orgasm. She had me come in her mouth and swallowed, unlike Jane who thinks that is "dirty". We realized that every Tuesday was a nice time to perform these acts of sociable friendship weekly, we eventually added in EVERYTHING else, not just cocksucking and fingering.
Turns out that Debby could easily orgasm from almost any kind of stimulation if it lasted longer than a few minutes - but her husband Dave was a premature ejaculator so rarely was in her for more than half a minute! And he had no response to "help me finish".
It turns out that Debby had shaved her pussy FOR ME. And once the stink from the tampon was gone, she had a delicious cunt, just amazingly sexy fragrance. She had shaved before asking for my help, because she didn't want me to have to deal with the very abundant pubic hair that she normally had. When she regrew it (for me), she found that my appreciation of her beautiful bush made sex even more sexy. But when she quit shaving around the edges (for me), Dave told her she looked "terrible". My normal instinct is to help educate people, and Dave sure could have used some education regarding his wife- but I was having too much fun fucking and licking and using Debby, so I never tried to "educate" Dave. Guys like that often are clueless that they are totally damaged sexually- they get off. Good enough!
Debby had no hesitation to do anything, even "anal" play (which my wife resolutely refused) so the problems of begging, that I had with Jane, were no more. I am pretty sure she thinks I just "gave up". Debby loves different positions too.
I wonder how many couples would be much better off if they could discover ways to share each other in ways that make everyone happier. I doubt Jane and Dave would be happy to know what we are doing, but they are certainly not harmed by it- and we love it- and doesn't that make their lives better also? Ok, I am good at rationalizing.
Oh, when Dave found out "how easy" it had been for me to remove the stinky tampon (which was saved in a ziplock bag to show him), he bought me a case of beer. And I accepted and shared it with him. But I can't bring myself to socialize with him more, now that I have a totally sexual relationship with Debby.
Debby and I decided on one day a week, but I have not been able to resist sliding my finger into Debby's cunt whenever the opportunity arises while we are socializing as couples - and she seems to enjoy this as "foreplay".
