My Wifes Sex Bliss

I am married to Janet, a wonderful woman and mother, but after two kids, sex became less important to her. She started avoiding it, and when we did have sex, she didn't put much effort into it. It was as if she just lost interest, and it became less and less frequent.

Before we got married, we had an active sex life. Janet had a kinky side, but that ended when we got married and had kids.

One night, while in bed, I tried to touch her, and as usual, she wasn't in the mood. Frustrated, I spooned with her from behind with my erection pressed up against her butt. But she said she was tired and wanted to sleep.

I told her that I was going crazy from lack of sex. I complained that she never initiated sex anymore, and when we did have sex, it seemed like she was just going through the motions.

She was apologetic and said she didn't know why she lost interest. She understood this must be frustrating for me. I felt my erection press against her back.

"I know what you want and know you are frustrated. I feel bad about it, but the kids take all my energy."

I felt my penis wilt against her back.

She turned over to face me. I lay on my back while she rested her head on my chest. She reached down and held my flaccid penis in her hand.

"Sorry. Are you mad?" She asked.

"Just frustrated. I know it is common for wives to lose interest in sex with their husbands. I just didn't know it would happen to us or what I can do to make it better."

I feel myself respond to her hand. She lifted my penis and let it plop back down on my stomach, then rested her hand on it.

"I am not sure either. I talked about it with my therapist. I could tell you it's your fault or I am mad at you for something, but that's not it. I don't know what is missing."

She teased my half-erect penis with her fingers, "I don't know if it will get better. It doesn't seem to be. If you aren't happy, do you want a divorce?" She asked.

"No. That would wreck our family and finances. We would need to pay for two households and split parenting the kids. I like being married."

"Even with the lack of sex?"

"Other than the lack of sex," I answered.

"You can always jerk off. I thought that is why you take long showers."

I was embarrassed that she knew I jerk off in the shower. Did she catch me without me knowing, or did I make too much noise?

"It's not enough. I want human intimacy," I reply

"That makes sense. I don't want to get divorced either," Janet told me as she played with my dick. I feel myself harden in her fingers.

"But you don't want to have sex anymore."

She sighed. "I will if I have to," she stroked my dick, but it wilted.

"That's the problem. I want to be with someone who wants to be with me. Maybe I should date someone else if you don't want to anymore," I suggested.

She was confused, "I thought you didn't want to get a divorce. Are you saying you want to have an affair?" My soft dick was still in her hand. She played with it absent-mindedly.

"I can be discreet. You don't have to know about it," I told my wife.

"Are you already seeing someone?" She asked.

"No! I have never cheated on you. I just don't know what else to do."

She thought for a minute, then nodded. "You have to be very discreet. Do what you need to do, but I don't want to know about it or hear it from other people, and the kids can't know. Don't fuck anyone we know. I don't want rumors to go around that you are cheating."

I was surprised she agreed. I felt myself harden in her hand, thinking I would be able to have sex again with someone new. I eagerly agreed to all of her conditions.

She rubbed the underside of my penis just under the crown the way she knew I liked. Her thumb is slippery with pre-cum.

"Thank you for talking with me instead of running behind my back," she said while she firmly tugged on my erection.

"I don't want to be that guy."

"Good. But to be fair, if you are going to date other people, I should be able to date too."

I didn't expect that. "Are you already seeing someone?" I asked, surprised.

"I have never cheated on you either. I don't want to be that wife."

I didn't like that at all, but Janet was right. I couldn't say I should be able to date other people if she had to stay home with the kids. I pictured her with her legs wrapped around someone else. Janet kept firmly rubbing the underside of my dick with her thumb. My dick felt like a steel bar.

"You are right. It is only fair," I tell my wife.

My dick throbbed in her hand and spurt several streams of cum on my stomach and chest.

"Wow! You came a lot!" Janet licked a drop of cum from her thumb. Most of it was in a puddle on my stomach. She kissed me on the cheek. "If you are done, I am going to get some sleep," she said, then rolled over with her back to me.

Nothing happened for a few days. I downloaded a few dating apps and created profiles. I am honest about the situation in my profile. I texted with a few women, but it died off fast. A few women accuse me of cheating and call me a dick.

I found my wife's profile. It had a long and thoughtful description and explained that she is in a don't ask, don't tell open marriage and that discretion is important. I thought about sending a message to her profile or mentioning it, but I don't.

One night, I asked Janet if she wanted to watch a movie on Netflix after dinner, but she said she had plans and didn't elaborate. Alarm bells go off in my head. "Plans?" I asked, without thinking.

"Don't ask! This was your idea!" Janet reminded me with a smile. She watched my reaction to see if I would get mad or pout. "Watch your movie. Maybe I will join when I get back," she offered

I realized I was erect, and my shorts didn't hide it very well. I hope my wife didn't notice.

She took a long time to get ready. She showered and dressed nice, not slutty, but looked amazing. We discussed the kids and other things as she put on her makeup. I see her glance in the mirror at the tent in my shorts, then up to my face.

I could tell she was nervous. Before she left, she hugged me. I could feel my erection press against her. She smelled clean from the shower. She held the hug for a long time, then kissed me on the mouth, something we don't do very often anymore.

"I don't think I will be late," my wife told me without further explanation. I watched her leave and close the door behind her.

My head spun, and I was very horny, and I wanted to masturbate but resisted the temptation. I rationalized that it was probably just a first date and would not likely go anywhere. They might not even hit it off.

I watched the movie on Netflix, but my mind couldn't focus. I can only think about what Janet is doing and when she might come home.

Finally, I hear her at the door. I paused the show, and she walked in.

She looked nervous and guilty when she saw me.

I got up and walked over to her. I almost asked how it went but stopped myself. I realized I was almost painfully erect.

We look at each other without saying anything. I feel a compulsion to hug my wife.

Janet was surprised and pulled away, then relaxed and hugged me back. She had to feel my erection pressing against her stomach.

The smell hit me. My wife smelled like cum! I felt something wet against my cheek, and I noticed she had something wet on her ear. I wiped it off. It was slippery. Cum. She had cum in her ear.

"Maybe I should shower," she suggested.

"You just showered. It's ok. I like how you smell!"

She smirked and reached down and pressed her hand against my erection. I was throbbing hard. She rubbed.

"You like this," she observed, referring to her dating, not her hand.

I didn't answer and kissed her Instead. She opened her mouth, and I tasted her. I imagined she had another man in her mouth not long ago. She squeezed my erection.

I pulled her to the bedroom by her hand. She let me strip off her clothes, and I noticed she was wearing a new bra and underwear. I also noticed that she shaved her legs, and her pubic hair was a neatly trimmed landing strip, unlike her usual wild bush.

I nibbled her breast, then dove down to lick her. I couldn't tell if she had sex, but she was very aroused. It was the best sex in years and the first in months.

We didn't discuss it, but we got along better the next day.

I continued to try to meet women but still didn't get anywhere. The women were suspicious, and several women told me they thought I was just cheating on my wife. I tried to explain that we have an open marriage and my wife was dating other men, but they didn't believe me.

"Men lie," they said.

After dinner, we put the kids away, and Janet got in the shower without a word. I realized she had another date. I was instantly aroused and made up some pretense to talk with her. She was still in the glass-walled shower as I asked her about the kid's homework. I watched her shave her legs again.

I noticed her pubic hair was completely gone, not even the landing strip she had a few days earlier. I realized she planned to let another man see it, and I couldn't help but comment that it looked nice.

She left the shower, and we talked while I watched her prepare and put on her makeup. I watched her put on a pair of sexy underwear I never saw her wear before.

I hugged and kissed her before she left.

She commented on how hard I was. She reached down and pressed her hand against my erection, then told me she might be later than the other night as she squeezed me harder. I just nod.

As she left, I told her, "Good luck," then inwardly kicked myself for saying it.

I waited up for her. Finally, at 1 am, I heard her at the door.

She saw me and stopped at the door. "I thought you would be asleep by now."

I walked over and looked at her. I noticed her hair and makeup were a mess, but I saw no sign of fluids on her face.

"Do you want me to take a shower before bed?" She asked.

"Do you smell?"

"I feel messy."

I realized her date came on or in her. My erection surged.

I stepped closer to see how she responded. She didn't move and waited to see what I did. I kissed her without pressing against her. She opened her mouth and kissed back. I felt her hand press against my erection.

"You are so hard! You get off on this!" she observed, without an accusation, just a statement of fact.

I unbuttoned her shirt at the door. She stood and let me. Her bra was missing. I saw her put it on and leave with it a few hours ago. She let me strip her naked. Her fancy new underwear was missing, too. I asked if she had lost them; they looked expensive, and she told me they were in her purse.

I knelt in front of her at the door and buried my head in her smoothly shaved pubic area. I drink in her aroma. She stank of sex.

She sighed and opened her legs to give me better access to lick her. I eagerly licked her clit while holding her butt to pull her closer. I licked lower, and she let me drill my tongue into her, tasting her arousal and her lover's leavings.

I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around me. I held her butt with one hand and unzipped and pushed my pants down with the other and buried my rock-hard erection into her standing up, then carried her to the bedroom while bouncing her up and down my erection as I walked, leaving our clothes by the front door.

She let me fuck her until I added my spunk to her lovers. We fell asleep cuddling together.

The following day, I woke before her and snuggled up to spoon with her. She slowly woke up and felt my erection poking her from the back. She rocked her tush back against it. I rolled her onto her back and climbed on top of her.

I felt her arousal and kissed her as we slowly made love.

"You haven't been like this in years!" she observed.

She had me roll onto my back, then climbed on top of me in a 69. She didn't suck me but played with my hard dick, slippery with our juices, as she rode my face. I was not surprised. She doesn't enjoy giving oral sex, especially after I have been in her. She doesn't even like me to kiss her after I have gone down on her. But she likes it when I go down on her.

She rode my face. I was aware both my spunk and her lovers must be draining into my mouth. I licked her and felt her climax.

Afterward, she cuddled up with me. I was hard, but she didn't touch me.

"I am going out again tonight," my wife told me.

"Two nights in a row?" I asked, surprised.

"Different person," she explained.

She put her hand around the base of my erection, so it pointed up in the air. She felt it throb between her fingers.

"Tomorrow night, too."

"Same guy?"

"Hey! No questions! That is against the rules! But no. Different guy."

"What about the guy from last night?"

"So many questions! I think I will see him again. I don't know how often. He is married, so we have to use hotels, and it gets expensive."

"Does his wife know?"

"I don't think so. Or maybe she doesn't want to know. He didn't say much about it, and I didn't ask."

She kissed me on the cheek and let my erection go. It slapped against my stomach. "Now that you had me, I will shower alone," she kissed my cheek again and got up. I watched her pad gracefully to the bathroom and close the door.

The next night, we talked as she got ready for her date. We made plans to watch a movie together when she got back. They were just meeting for coffee and didn't expect it to go late.

I asked her not to shower even if she felt messy.

She laughed and said, "I shouldn't be messy after meeting someone for coffee. I hope you won't be disappointed."

I heard her return at about 10. I paused the show I was watching when she came in. She sat next to me on the couch.

I could smell cum on her from several feet away. She reeked of it. I noticed her shirt was wet and sticking to her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra.

"So, it went better than you expected?" I asked.

"Rember the rules! Don't ask!" she reminded me. Then she added, "I didn't want you to be disappointed, so let him have a little fun. I know how much you like the smell. Do you want me to take a shower?"

I kissed her, feeling under her shirt. She stunk of cum, and her shirt was still wet with it. The guy must have come all over her. I could see several long, wet stripes where he ejaculated ropes of semen across her chest.

"I like how you smell."

"We have a show to watch," Janet reminded me and snuggled up against me, placing one hand on my lap and feeling my erection.

She teased me with her hand while we watched the show. It drove me crazy. I eventually got her shirt off and straddled her. She sucked the head of my dick, then watched me jerk off and come all over her chest, something we hadn't done since before we were married.

"This is fun!" she said as she put her shirt back on, her chest still wet with both my cum and her dates. Then, she snuggled with me as we watched the show. She reeked even more of cum.

"Don't expect this every time I meet someone for the first time," she reminded me.

The next night, as she got ready for her date, we planned to have some wine and watch a show again when she returned. She gave me a peck on the cheek as she left.

While I waited, I texted a few women. Most didn't respond at all. A few responded with short, low-effort messages that quickly died out. I connected with one person, but after a few exchanges, it was obvious they were a scammer using other people's pictures. The pictures they sent didn't even match the profile picture. It was bad. Frustrated, I gave up.

Janet was later than I expected. I wondered if her date went better than she expected for a first date.

I finally heard her at the door. She came in and joined me on the couch. She was smiling.

"Good date?" I asked.

"Oh my god! I shouldn't tell you this, but I have to tell someone! The guy I just saw..." she trailed off.

"Yes?" I asked.

"He has the largest dick I ever saw on a human! It looks like it belongs on a horse!"

"Did you have sex?"

"No! I wanted to, but he had to get home! I got him to show me, and wow!"

"How big?"

She chuckled. She sat closer and felt my erection through my pants. "I could barely get just the head of his dick in my mouth! It is like a log. My fingers didn't even go all the way around it. Not super long, but definitely much longer and thicker than what I am used to."

My erection throbbed under her touch. I groaned.

I couldn't help but kiss her, despite knowing she had his penis in her mouth not long ago. I couldn't taste anything different. I unbuttoned her shirt and pants and pulled them off her. I could smell her arousal before I removed her underwear.

I dove in and licked her. She was very wet. I sucked on her clit, and she moaned. I felt her hand on the back of my head, guiding me.

I heard her phone ping that she received a text. She picked it up.

"It's him!" she read the text, "It was nice to meet you, and I would love to see you again."

I paused, licking, and looked up at her. "Do you want to?"

"Hell, yes! I am a little scared, though. He is huge!"

"It will stretch you out."

"Oh yes!" She said. I could tell she was close to climaxing.

"Go for it," I told my wife and went back to licking her.

Janet chuckled and started texting on her phone while I licked her. She spread her legs and hunched against my face. "Me too! When can you get away?" she said as she typed.

"How about tomorrow?"

"Sounds good. How much time do you have?" Janet said as she responded.

"I can be out until midnight or so without raising questions. It's league night. How about you?"

"Midnight is good. Do you want to get a hotel? My treat?" She offered.

"Wow! You are forward! Haha. I don't mind."

"I just want you to destroy my pussy with your big dick. When was the last time you had sex?"

"It has been months. My wife can't handle it."

"Poor boy. We need to get you properly drained. I bet you will come a lot. Too bad you can't be here right now," she said as she typed. She wrapped her legs around my head as I licked her, trapping my head against her soaking wet pussy.

"That would be amazing. Your mouth felt unbelievable, and I love your breasts. I can't wait to see the rest," Janet read.

"Meet me at 7? I will send you the address." My wife said as she typed. She put her hand on my head and pressed it down on her clit harder.

"Sounds good. Can't wait to see you. Got to go, getting the kids put down...," she read as he signed off.

She put her phone down and looked down at me, licking her wet pussy.

"This is going to be fun!" she pulled me up so I could enter her. I never felt her so wet before. I slid in all of the way in the first stroke. "Are you going to wait up for me?" she asked.

"Yes!" I answered.

"I bet you want to fuck me after I come home all messy with another guy's cum. My pussy might be destroyed by his monster dick. You better come now because next time, you might not be able to feel it!"

I couldn't help it. Janet's dirty talk pushed me over the edge, and I climaxed hard. Janet grinned and looked into my eyes as she watched me convulse.

"That felt good, didn't it?" she said soothingly.

We watched a show together, and several times, she got a text message from one of the guys she was dating, both the guy she was seeing the next day and several others. She didn't pay much attention to the show as she chatted with them. I got a glimpse of several explicit pictures of herself as she sent them.

After the kids went to bed the following evening, we spoke as she showered and got ready to meet her date, Mike, as I found out his name. She told me they exchanged messages all day at work and had a hotel room for tonight, but he couldn't stay out past midnight. It is his usual bowling league night, and the one day a week he can get away without questions asked.