0 comments/ 52394 views/ 0 favorites The Awakening of Helen Ch. 1 By: Awakenings In order to tell you our story, I have to go back to where it all started. I met Helen 14 years ago and was thunderstruck from the start. She was quiet yet bubbling with enthusiasm and quick with a smile, and what a smile! She has full soft lips and an innocent pure face that radiates when a smile breaks out. Her eyes gleam and give you a hint that she may not be as innocent as she appears on the surface. Once you get past her captivating face, your attention is drawn to her hair – long, thick and raven black. Simply stunning. She wore nondescript jackets that did little to show what was underneath, but she could not hide her ass. Her ass was full and shapely with a movement when she walked that you could not take your eyes away from. It is safe to say that I fell in love with Helen very quickly as we were engaged within a couple of months and married soon after. When we met, Helen was inexperienced in love having only had a handful of unfulfilling encounters with men who were unconcerned with her feelings. I could not believe my good fortune. This attractive woman was a rose waiting to bloom and what follows is our journey. We met through her sister who worked in the same office as I did. They would get together at coffee time to giggle and talk about their day. I could not take my eyes off her and asked around about her. I could not believe that she was not married, or at the very least, in a serious relationship. In talking to her sister I made it a point to tell her that I was interested in Helen and asked her to tell me all about her. I was told that she was shy and not looking for a relationship, as she had been hurt in the past. Naturally I ignored her advice and called her to set up a walk in the evening after work. My heart was pounding in my chest as I talked with this soft-spoken beauty and we agreed that we would get together at 8:00 for a walk around town. A fog had rolled in and she softly related to me how she loved foggy evenings. This only led me to further love the mysterious qualities that seemed to envelop my raven-haired beauty. We walked in silence most of the way with awkward talk filling the gaps. As we reached the half way point in our walk I slowed and took her shoulders in my hands. As I gazed into the most vulnerable and sensual pair of eyes I had ever seen, I leaned in slowly as our eyes closed. Our lips barely touched and I moved back for a quick moment letting her body language tell me if I should continue. I kissed her again, longer this time but still very tender and soft. I smiled at her and we continued to walk. I felt it was appropriate to hold her hand and we finished our walk with our fingers intertwined for the first time. We reached the staff house where I lived and I asked her if she would come in for a while. She was still quite shy and avoided eye contact with me, but eventually agreed to come in. My room had no windows and was lit with a small lamp. This was just fine as she was very nervous. I put on a nice CD and we sat on the edge of the bed talking softly and gently touching each other. I managed to get her jacket off and was very pleasantly surprised to see that she had large breasts concealed under a tight shirt. Helen was starting to get excited and scared at the same time. She told me while looking at the floor that she really should be going. I gently touched her chin and lifted her face to meet my gaze and knew at once that she was not going anywhere. I felt her pulse throbbing and pounding as I softly kissed her neck. Her soft moans were music to my ears. I whispered to her as I nuzzled her neck and earlobes asking her if she still wanted to go. I loved teasing her and she was powerless to act. My hand found her lush hair and I buried my fingers in it as I inhaled deeply while burying my nose in the nape of her neck. The music filled the room as I found the back of her neck to be especially sensitive to my hot breath and gentle touch. She was starting to lose her inhibitions and was touching my back pulling me to her. I started to tug at her top and what happened next is frozen in my memory to this day. She slowly stood in front of me as the music pulsed in the room. I leaned back as in a trance. Her eyes locked on mine now entirely glazed over and smouldering with a gaze that held me in shock. Without breaking her our gaze, she slowly reached down and started to pull her top over her head. I could hear my heart as she pulled the garment over her head and tossed her hair away from her soft sweet face. I just lay there looking at the most unbelievable set of breasts I had seen before or since. 36 D with large chocolate nipples. I must have looked comical with my eyes the size of fried eggs as she slowly moved to me on the bed. She laid on top of me and kissed me hard. My hands flew up and found her hair as my cock started to throb and strain against my jeans. She moved up and looked into my eyes again as she slowly undid my buckle and zipper. I soon felt her full lips on my hard cock as she licked from the base to the tip. She just radiated sensual energy and experienced pleasure at a visceral level. I later was told that she had never before orally pleasured a man. I assured her that she was a natural and far and away the best I had been with. We explored each other in the dark until the early morning hours when we drifted off to sleep. We awoke in a passionate embrace and were jolted into reality when we were tumbled off the bed and landed hard on the floor still tangled and flailing about. We didn’t know it then, but our wild first few weeks were about to come to an abrupt end as I was transferred to another community. The town was remote and had to be flown into by airplane. We were crushed and immediately made a pact to see each other as soon as we had saved enough money. I knew that I would never meet another woman who was so vulnerable and yet so strong and open with her body. She had no hang-ups about her body or pleasure and felt it at such a deep primal level. I was addicted to this woman and it was going to be hell waiting to see her again. I settled into my new surroundings and had no choice but to lose myself in my work. We were both very young and needed to establish our careers and so it was a natural progression. All we had in those early weeks and months were awkward phone calls since I was again in a staff house that offered precious little privacy. The Gods must have been smiling on us however. A young married couple who taught in the community were going out of town for a few weeks and asked me if I could house sit for them. They were aware of our situation and thought we could get together for a while during the wonderful summer. We immediately made plans to fly her up and I started to count the days. When the time finally came to meet her plane, I was beside myself with lust and longing. She had told me that in addition to throwing herself into her work, she had decided to start an exercise program. I couldn’t wait to see the results of her hard work. She stepped in the airport and my breath caught in my chest. She had curled her hair and looked magnificent. We ran like rabbits to the company truck and sped off to our sanctuary for the next two weeks. We had no sooner slammed the door shut on the world out side when we were locked in a passionate embrace made all the more intense from the time apart. Every nerve in our bodies was on high alert and ringing. I could feel her toned body under her clothes and could not wait to get her out of them. We dropped our bags and proceeded to the bedroom shedding clothes as we went. We fell onto the bed as one locked in a tangle of passion, want, and raw lust. Our tongues darted out and tasted. Our hands searched and touched. Our skin tingled and stroked one another. Helen manoeuvred herself so that she was sitting on top of me. She had warned me on the phone that she was going to dying to taste my wet cock. She loves the taste of pre-cum, but that is a tale for the future. My eyes closed in anticipation and when her lips barely grazed my wet purple glans, my head snapped back and my back nearly broke in two as I involuntarily arched, needing more. I was to find out that she was in no hurry. She had decided to tease me and in a matter of moments I was pleading with her to take it deep. She had been flicking my cock head, paying special attention to the sensitive underside where the head meets the shaft. This woman was going to kill me, but what a way to go! After what seemed like an eternity of teasing, and without warning, she inhaled my tortured cock down to my pubic hair. I heard myself moan before knowing I had cried out. With my cock deep in her throat, her tongue flicked out to taste and tease my balls. Needless to say I had never felt anything close to this in my life and I was gasping for breath. As quickly as she had started, she stopped. I looked down in amazement and shock and saw her beautiful smile reflected back at me. I also saw for the first time the twinkle in her eyes that I’ve come to know so well. Without so much as a word she took my cock into her hot, wet mouth and bobbed on my with breathtaking speed and urgency. I warned her that I was close so that I could return the favour, but she only sped up more. I realized what she wanted just as my balls started that unmistakable sensation and I let go months of frustration. My back arched, my fists clenched and I erupted what felt like a dozen jets of cum. Helen moaned on my cock as she took every drop and softly cleaned me with her tongue. At this point, I actually lost consciousness for a few minutes as Helen cuddled beside me with her head on my chest listening to my heart. I awoke with a start as Helen shook me and told me that someone was in the house. I leapt up in a panic and scrambled to pull my pants on in a daze. In our haste we hadn’t locked the door and the maintenance man for the school had come over to make sure the place was all right. I must have been quite the sight as I told him everything was just fine. I could almost hear Helen laughing in the room as I tried to sound calm, cool, and collected while also trying to maintain my balance and my grip on reality! I managed to stammer that we were fine and get him out of the house. My little Helen was curled up under the comforter shaking with laughter when I found her in the room. It was still the middle of the afternoon and I had to get to work, so I reluctantly left my Helen and began to hatch my plan to get back at her for her obvious pleasure in teasing me and hearing me babble to the unsuspecting handyman. But that is another story... The Awakening of Helen Ch. 2 We spent a glorious two weeks together in our refuge from the world as mentioned in the first part of our little tale. We spent every waking hour together exploring each other and making wild passionate love. We had only known one another for a short time and so we spent hours out walking and talking and falling deeply in love. Someone once said all good things must come to an end, and this was unfortunately true with Helen and I. She had to fly back to her community to get back to work and I had to continue my training away from her. We had no savings to speak of and air travel was very expensive, not to mention the hundreds of dollars in long distance telephone charges we racked up while apart. Helen worked hard and saved her money and I did the same so that we could see each other as soon as possible. Since she had made the trek the first time, it was determined that it was my turn to fly to her hometown, where we had first met. We finally had scraped enough money together to get a return ticket over a weekend. Our phone conversations became more racy as we grew together and we spoke of our plans for the weekend often. With the experience of her teasing me still fresh in my mind, I told her that I would ravage her immediately upon landing in town. She told me that this was fine with her and I could tell that I was really getting to her. I had no intention of letting her off so easy and it made the waiting even more unbearable if that was possible. I arrived late in the morning and we took a cab into town to her parent’s place where we would be staying. After a short visit with her family, we went upstairs to put my luggage in her room. Once in the room we embraced and hugged for a long time. I had fallen head over heals in love and had proposed to her a few months prior. I felt her supple body as we hugged and I asked her if she was ready. She quickly said that she was and she closed the door to her room. The door wasn’t closed two minutes and her younger brothers started bothering and teasing us for being in the room together. This worked right into my plan of course, and I suggested we go for a walk to get away and spend some time together. I wanted to prolong this as long as possible. We spent the afternoon walking around town and talking about our upcoming wedding, how great it was to finally be back together, and generally enjoying each other’s company. As evening started to dawn, we went home to have supper with her family. They all wanted to talk to me and find out how work was going, etc. Her brothers were all younger and so they liked having an old guy like me around at 20 years of age. I talked and laughed with them, as Helen grew more and more impatient. I would look over and see her eyes imploring me to join her upstairs. I pretended not to notice and just smiled at her. It could not be drawn out forever and we made our way upstairs for the night. The moment we had waited for was upon us. It had been months and we were wound up tighter than a drum. We undressed and got into her narrow bed together. We held each other close facing each other looking into each other’s eyes, noses touching, talking softly. I asked her if the waiting had been difficult for her because she looked like she was under stress. She said that it had been very hard but now we were here at it was all worth it. Still, I said, she looked like she could use a nice massage. Helen was torn between wanting me so bad, but also knowing how nice and relaxing a massage would be. She reluctantly agreed to a massage and did as I asked by rolling onto her tummy for me. Once she was comfortable, I leaned and whispered in her ear. “I am going to give you the full treatment, Helen. You will be treated like the queen that you are. One condition though ok? You can’t touch me. If you touch me in any way with any part of your body, I will start over.” She warily agreed with my demands and I knelt straddling her back. She loves to have her long, black hair stroked and played with and so I buried my nose into her river of hair and inhaled deeply. My fingers gently massaged her scalp while stroking and tugging at her hair. She moaned softly as I continued to play with her and started to softly lick behind her ear. I told her how long I’d waited for this, how much I loved her, and how special she was. After ten minutes or so I started to softly nuzzle the back of her neck. My fingers found the muscle on either side of her spine and started gently kneading her flesh. I sat up while starting to massage her shoulders and neck. She lay still and moaned softly as I loved her. I took my time with her arm, licking and nibbling down to her hand where I took each of her fingers in turn into my hungry mouth. She absentmindedly stroked my cheek with a free finger and I stopped abruptly. “What did I say Helen? Are you being bad?” She half laughed and half groaned as I told her she knew what I had to do now. I started right back at her hair and began again. My own desires started to betray me as I noticed that I had left a trail of precum on her back from my stiff cock. I continued this and licked the fingers of both of her hands before fully massaging her back down to the small of her spine. I paid special attention to this area, as I knew she was sensitive here. The tip of my tongue found the cleft of her ass cheeks. I very slowly moved down the crack wiggling my tongue softly back and forth until I was close to her puckered starfish. I stopped here and moved down to her cheeks amid her protests. I could smell the heady scent of months of frustration from her sex. It was very hard to resist ramming my face into her pussy from behind, but I was determined and she was quite obviously loving the treatment. I licked and fondled her inner thighs as she whimpered trying desperately to stay still. I smiled a smile of deep satisfaction both of watching her squirm and of revenge for the teasing I had endured. Her powerful hamstrings were next followed by her firm claves. When I motioned for her to turn over, she moaned and looked down at me imploring me to hurry it up. No chance. I took her feet in my hands and massaged softly and deeply as I licked and sucked each toe in turn making sure to lick the tender area between each toe with swift, short strokes of my tongue. Several times she moved her foot trying to open her legs and let some of the tension go. I playfully scolded her and would softly guide her knees closed again. She loved every minute and it had clearly dawned on her that this was my plan all along. I slowly worked the tension out of her calves and moved up to her supple thighs. I arched my back and looked into her eyes as I parted her knees and opened her legs exposing her slick pussy to me. Her lips were a violent red colour, and were full and wet with her sticky juices. I flicked her inner thighs with the tip of my tongue and inhaled loudly with my nose inches from her swollen lips. With her hips writhing on the bed and hearing the soft whimpers coming from her, I quickly moved my mouth to the top of her pubic mound and slowly closed her legs. Her reaction was exactly what I had hoped for. She was exasperated and she grabbed my hair with both hands. I looked at her as the realization dawned on her face of what rule she had violated. I asked her if I should start over, and she demanded that I do not! I smiled and agreed due more to the fact that I was getting far to hot to continue this much further than wanting to let her off the hook. My hands found her breasts as I nuzzled her pubic hair, pulling thatches into my mouth and tugging while looking into her smouldering eyes, past her erect nipples. I licked her soft tummy as her moans intensified. I moved up to her breasts and lovingly licked and sucked from under one arm, around and under her first tit, to the middle and back up her other 36 d tit to the other arm. I pushed her tits together and took each nipple into my mouth as Helen moaned under me. I had known for a while that she could come from nipple stimulation alone and I certainly was not going to stop now. I waited to hear her get closer and then sucked her harder and harder, my tongue working alternately between tight circles around her nipple, to sucking in and out. As she neared her orgasm I reminded her to keep quiet or her parents would hear her. She shuddered under me as she the waves washed over her and I smiled with her big dark nipple in between my lips. I waited for her to come back down while I very softly rolled her nipples between my fingers and kissed the other. After a few moments her eyes opened and she told me she needed me now. I returned her look and crawled up to her parting her thighs with my knees and positioning my slick cock head at her yearning opening. Just as I was about to enter I mentioned that I had been neglecting her in my rush to fuck her. I had skipped her pussy in my hurry and that just wouldn’t do. She moaned and pulled her knees up and back in one quick motion. There was no teasing now. I needed to taste her. I needed to love her, to eat her, to have her fuck my face and cum all over my lips and chin. Her pussy was absolutely soaked with her juices and I drank of her deeply. I hungrily and loudly ate her while she pulled my hair forcing my face deeper into her womanhood. Her lips are a lovely dark colour, and her clit gets so stiff and swollen as she nears the edge of the cliff. When her trademark breathing and moaning signalled that she was close I pounced on her clit sucking it into my mouth. My tongue flicked up and down and I sucked her into me. She came very hard and I was rewarded in my efforts with my lovely Helen drenched in her own juices and panting and flailing around under my face as the waves crashed again and again. When she had stopped shivering a little I slowly crawled up on her and let her taste her cum on my lips. She greedily lapped it up licking my chin, my lips and sucking my tongue into her mouth. When she was done cleaning me, I started softly kissing her neck again and positioned my throbbing cock at her wet entrance. I moved my head up and looked her full in the eye as I entered her. I watched her face contort as she came violently again before I was all the way in. I covered her mouth with mine for fear her folks might hear and moved very slowly in and out. I could feel her body tense up again and again as wave after wave crashed down on her. I was nearing my own climax and I buried my face in her neck as I blew my load into her quivering pussy. She milked my rod with her pussy clenching her muscles around me all the while. We were both on the verge of tears when it was all over due to the intensity and the longing associated with our coupling. Our fortunes were soon to change for the better with a promotion on the horizon that we had no knowledge of at this point. But that is another story... The Awakening of Helen Ch. 3 We pick up our saga as several years have passed and Helen and I have had our children, and changed our professional lives in fairly dramatic fashion by forming a company and becoming self employed. We have always had an unbelievable sex life, as readers of the first two parts to this story already know. The freedom that comes with being your own boss has had a more profound effect on our lives than I would have ever dreamed possible. We have more confidence, more time for each other, and a renewed interest and rekindled passion. As the last decade passed, we have become much more secure in ourselves and are much more comfortable talking openly about what turns us on, and what we fantasize about. Helen asked me one night after we had consumed a few cocktails specifically what I fantasized about. I told her that like all red-blooded males I would love to see her with another woman. Another vision I often had was one of her on her hands and knees doggie style getting fucked hard from behind while she blows another in front of her. I don't know why, but this has always appealed to me. I could clearly see her looking up at the man who's cock she was sucking and looking at him with a slutty defiant snarl on her pretty face – almost daring them to see if they had what it took to fully satisfy her. I loved the idea of drawing out the slut in her. We had discovered Lit a year or so ago and had always read erotic literature. I knew she had quite an interest in pirates and so I searched the net looking for some stories with the whole non-consent/pirate theme. When I found one that I thought she might like, I printed it off for her. I read it before taking it to her in our bedroom and began to have second thoughts. It was quite graphic and the lead female character was degraded quite forcefully. I was sure her delicate sensibilities would not allow her to enjoy the story and was about to look for another one. Just then she called me to bed and I thought I'd let her have a look. I watched her face out of the corner of my eye as she read the story and found much to my amazement that she was flushed and getting hotter by the page. I was stunned! This as much as anything led me to explore her darker nature and find out just how nasty she could be. I wanted her to be more vocal and open with sharing her lusty thoughts with me and allowing me to help her in making them a reality if we decided to go that far. I had asked her who she though was hot and who she fantasized about fucking other than me. She mentioned a few of our acquaintances and I became turned on listening to her being so open with me. It was not what I expected to feel to be honest. I realized that I could visualize her with a few of my friends and that it didn't get me angry, and in fact, got me quite aroused. One particular night while she rode my hard cock, I started talking dirty to her and asking her what she thinks about when her eyes are closed right before she cums. Who did she think about? What situations or positions does she see? Helen then shocked me by leaning down and rasping in my ear. "Treat me like a slut!" "I'm your nasty slut!" "I'm a bad, nasty slut and I deserve to be punished!" I immediately reached up and grabbed a handful of her long, black hair and pulled down hard. She let out a loud moan and I felt her pussy contract hard on my cock. "Oh shit yeah! I'm your slut! Treat me like a slut!" I grabbed another handful and pulled down hard while I rammed her from below – pulling down oh her hair while pushing my rock hard cock deeper into her quivering pussy. "Is this what you need? Did you like reading about that woman getting fucked over and over by those dirty pirates?" Helen let out a shriek as she told me that it turned her on. I pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her hands and knees. I grabbed a handful of hair and pushed her face into the pillow. She was moaning and grunting – daring me to treat her like a whore. "Spank me! Spank your little slut!" I wheeled around and my hand found her perfect round ass. She squealed and flinched as I connected with my other hand on her other cheek. I grabbed her ass cheeks with my thumbs and pulled them open to see her wet, full pussy lips before I rammed my cock between them once again. When I was all the way in I reached down and grabbed two handfuls of hair and pulled her head up so that I could fuck her hard and deep. "How would it feel to be used like a little fuck doll Helen? Would it turn you on to turn your face and see me watching you fuck another man? Is that the kind of slut you are?" She was overcome with a fierce orgasm before she could answer and I slammed into her as hard as I could while she shuddered and thrashed beneath me. As she recovered I spoke to her softly, yet forcefully. "If you want another cock and you want me to see you turn into a whore before my eyes you remember one thing." As I spoke I lubed my thumb with her overflowing juices and began to massage her tight little asshole. "This is mine Helen. Nobody but me fucks your sweet little ass. Say it." "It's your ass. Fuck your ass. Fuck it. It belongs to you." Helen whimpered I eased my cockhead very slowly into her puckered rosebud. We took our time and when it was all in her tight asshole I let it stay while she got used to the feeling of it being there. Slowly she started to move back into me. I pushed after a bit as she moved up. She moaned causing vibrations around my dick that was already hyper sensitive from being in this tight, hot ass. "Who's ass is this slut?! I want to hear you say it." "Oh yes! It's your ass! Fuck me!" Helen said I started to fuck her harder now and kept talking dirty while slapping her ass and pulling her hair. When I was getting too close I pulled out slowly and had her lay on her back and pull her knees up so I could see her face while I violated her asshole – my asshole! My eyes never left hers as we looked at each other with unbridled lust and she had the look I saw in my dreams – the defiant, slutty look. She looked at me and said through clenched teeth, "Fuck…my…ass!!" I knew I wouldn't last long and to drive home the point I pulled out and jerked my hard cock aiming for her big tits and pretty mouth. Her eyes flashed as we had never done this before and she wanted to feel my load all over her big 36d titties. "Oh God. Here it comes!" She moaned with lust and that threw me over the edge as I let go rope after rope of hot, sticky cum all over her nipples and chin. She gladly took it all while looking up at me. When I was finished she rubbed the cum into her nipples and tasted it from her fingertips. I moaned and collapsed on the bed totally spent. I was in total shock as this was a side of Helen I had never expected, or allowed myself to believe could exist. After that night, we would often talk about what we would like to see and do and since we live in a small isolated town, we never really thought we'd ever be able to realize our fantasies. As it turns out we were able to live out not one, but two separate fantasies. But that is another story... The Awakening of Helen Ch. 4 Another year had come and gone. Where had the time gone? It seems like yesterday we were 20 years without a care in the world. Now we are 12 years later, raising a couple of kids, and managing our thriving company trying to keep up with an ever increasing client roster. And so we come to the invite to a New Year's party at a friend's place in town. We had been working so hard and were really looking forward to blowing off some steam. It happened that five or six couples were invited, all of them good friends of ours, and a good group of people. We got ready and prepared our snack to take to the party and I once again thanked my lucky stars at my good fortune being paired with Helen as my life partner. Now 32 years of age, she gets better looking every day, not to mention a good deal more sensual as the years go by. She still has those dynamite 36D breasts and her drop dead ass to which we've added a neatly groomed pubic thatch in recent years, but more on that in the last part of our adventure. It seems that there are more and more layers to her sexual energy and I am the lucky one that gets to be around to discover them with her. The party started slowly with everyone making small talk while we played a few rounds of board games and had a few drinks. At one point a remark was made about sharing someone's plate that had one buddy of mine say that we'd need a pile more booze before we were ready to share our treasured goodies with each other! How ironic a statement with what was to follow. As the night wore on we all had a fair bit to drink and the party really heated up with some close dancing and much laughing and carrying on. Several times during the festivities, Helen came over to me and told me what a great time she was having and how incredibly horny she was becoming. We all went outside as midnight approached and prepared to fire our flares into the sky. It was very cold and we rushed back inside after we had brought in the New Year with a bang. Once inside the party really kicked into high gear. Everyone was pretty looped by this point and I glanced over in my wife's direction to see her engaged in quite the animated conversation with Stacy, the girlfriend of my friend Peter. They were laughing loudly and hugging each other. I looked on with a smile and had a dirty thought or two and left it at that. I continued chatting with my friends and consuming more cheer. The next time I looked for my wife, she and Stacy were nose to nose on the bar locked in a deep, meaningful conversation. I looked on fascinated without trying to draw attention to them. Every now and then they would touch a shoulder, stroke hair, or share a quick hug. This was definitely starting to show some possibility! I went about my own business and caught up with Helen about a half hour later. I told her that I'd seen them talking and was getting turned on. She said that much to her disbelief, she was hoping that Stacy and Peter would come over to our house after the party. We had arranged for our kids to sleep over at their friends and so would have the run of the house so to speak. As the party wound down, we caught up with Peter and Stacy and managed to arrange a get together at our place. When we got home and after we all got fresh drinks Helen was able to distract Stacy long enough to get her upstairs into our computer room. Once there, they signed on to Lit and Helen showed Stacy how to chat for the first time. My responsibility was to keep Peter occupied and distracted downstairs to allow the ladies to let nature take it's course. We watched sports on TV and had a few more drinks while chit chatting about nothing in particular. After a while my curiosity got the better of me and I announced that I had to visit the little boy's room upstairs. I walked by the room and saw that the door was closed and locked. I went to the bathroom with an ear-to-ear grin and was dying to know what was happening behind that door. Stacy is quite attractive in her own right. She has dark hair like Helen as well as a nice shy smile and a nice little body. Her breasts are nowhere near as large as Helen's however. As I was to learn later, this was of great fascination for Stacy. I went back downstairs to talk with Peter some more and we got talking about the women in our lives and we complimented each other on our fantastic luck. Now it was Peter's turn to excuse himself, as he wanted to know what the ladies were up to. I must have protested a little to loudly as he dashed up stairs to see for himself. From my seat in the living room I heard him knock on the door and then heard a great deal of commotion coming from the room for a moment until they opened the door and let him in. When he had satisfied his curiosity he came back downstairs and I acted like I had no idea what they were up to. We stayed there and talked some more until I heard the door opening upstairs. I was dying to know what, if anything, was happening between Helen and Stacy. I met Stacy on the stairs and without uttering so much as a word she grabbed my head and stuck her tongue in my throat. When she pulled away she whispered in my ear. "It is going to happen tonight. Go talk to Helen" she said. When I walked through the door Helen took one look at my face and burst out laughing. I was more than a little amazed and very curious as to what had happened in there! When they went on Lit, it started getting pretty steamy pretty fast and not wanting to be interrupted they closed the door. Helen was leaning over Stacy's shoulder as she typed. Without really know how or when it happened, Helen was caressing Stacy's neck and shoulder. The next thing she knew, Stacy had turned and kissed Helen on the mouth. It felt like the most natural thing in the world and very different from kissing a man. Helen told me that her lips were so soft and moist that it was as if it was learning how to kiss all over again. Soon Stacy found Helen's big tits too much to resist and her top flew off in record time. The computer was forgotten as Helen eased into a big comfortable chair while Stacy became engrossed in her tits. She couldn't get enough of them Helen said with pride afterwards! I can't blame her as Helen has the hottest nipples. They are nice and big with a dark chocolate hue and they are so sensitive. She certainly loved the attention Stacy was showering on them. Before too long both of them were naked and writhing around on the floor together with their tongues frolicking and exploring one another. Just as they were getting into it hot and heavy they heard Peter pounding on the door and they jumped up to find their clothes so that they could open the door. After he left they talked about including the guys in their play and this is what I ran into on the stairs. Helen and I laughed and she asked if I was ok with it. I hadn't really though too much about including Peter in this, but didn't hesitate long in agreeing. I went to the bathroom again and Helen took the opportunity to creep downstairs. By the time I got back down, Stacy was sitting on the couch with Helen bent over kissing her. Peter was leaning on Helen from behind and peppering her neck with wet kisses. I sort of laughed and said that it looked like they were not wasting any time. After a bit of this we all decided to go up to our room and continue our adventure on our queen size bed. We paired up with each other's partners and cuddled for a while before getting into some heavy petting. Stacy is an attractive woman, but I was spellbound as I watched Peter's head disappear between Helen's twitching thighs. Within minutes her loud moans filled the room as Peter brought her off with his talented tongue. I felt an odd mixture of anger and lust. It was as though I was watching the whole scene unfolding from above. It was quite surreal. Stacy was very drunk by this point and so was I. I made a halfhearted attempt to pleasure her, but was compelled to watch my lovely, sweet Helen being taken by another man only a few scant feet from us. Peter moved up to feast on the same big tits that his Stacy had loved earlier. She had her head back and was moaning loudly wanting more. He moved up and entered her as I sat unable to say or do anything about it. He fucked her hard and fast as she wrapped her legs around his back pulling him closer to her. She moaned loudly and I found myself getting more and more aroused watching the scene unfold in front of me. When Peter got close he pulled out and moved up to spray her big dark tits with his hot load. He came all over her chest as she groaned and allowed her fingers to play in his cum rubbing it all over her chest. She was impressed at the volume of spunk she was sprayed with and was appreciative. After witnessing this I had to have Helen and motioned for her to ride me with her face still flushed from the activities of a few moments prior. She impaled herself on my hard cock in one movement and there was not going to be anything soft or romantic about this. She was going to be fucked. I grabbed her shoulders and my cock slammed like a piston into her wet box with great intensity and force until I shot my cum deep into her. Shortly after the party, Stacy became pregnant and other than a few awkward attempts at humour over what had happened, we never discussed it with them again. My only real regrets are that I never got to see Stacy and Helen together and I never had them double team me as it has long been a fantasy to look down and see two women blowing me as they pause occasionally to kiss each other deeply. I'm only human after all! There was to be double teaming in our near future, but not as I had planned and that is another story... The Awakening of Helen Ch. 5 I was so proud of my wife after the New Year's Eve party. She had her first bisexual experience with an equally sensual woman named Stacy. She also had another man eat her to orgasm and fuck her hard before coming all over her gorgeous tits – all this while I looked on in amazement! What occurred to me afterwards was that what turned me on more than seeing her with another man was watching her cum and be let go. I loved seeing her get pleasured. She has done so much for me in the years since we first met and fell in love. A man could not find a better lover. She is truly a senescent being that experiences pleasure on a deep level and is unashamed when it comes to what she needs and wants. A prime example of this is in the area of her pubic thatch. Initially, I wanted her to shave to see her full, dark pussy lips all the better while I ate and fucked her. Much to my surprise she continues to keep her bush neatly trimmed because of the increased sensitivity it gives her. I made reference in an earlier chapter to her love for the sight and taste of precum. What she has been doing recently that threatens to launch me into a coma is rubbing my glistening head all over her nipple and then licking it off of her nipple while looking me in the eye. She is not afraid of telling me what she wants and has no hang-ups in relation to sex. Many of my friends tell me that their wives would kill them if they ever found their adult magazine collection or knew they watched porn for example. Helen has bought me those same magazines and read them to me while stroking her clit. We often watch porn films together and have quite the collection of tapes and discs at the moment. Of all the scenes that we have watched together, her favourites involve more than one man with a hot female getting hot attention. This knowledge in combination with the chance encounter Jan 1 led me to hatch a plan. One of my clients is in construction. Mickey is approximately 5'10", 175 lbs with a moustache and very hairy chest – two attributes that I unfortunately do not possess. He and I had developed a good personal friendship as well as professional. We often spoke of sex and our women past and present while enjoying a good cigar. I knew from our conversations that we were both very much into the pleasure of our partners. He loves to eat pussy. He can eat pussy forever and, as I was to find out, does it very well. When I had asked Helen who turned her on, Mickey was one who she mentioned while she came on me again and again. I had invited Mickey over to blow off some steam one Friday. We were having a few drinks and talk got a little racy after a while with Helen openly flirting with Mickey. At one point I half jokingly told her that if she wasn't careful we were going to double up on her until she kept quiet. Mickey's reaction told me that he was definitely up for that and Helen didn't protest that idea very much! Nothing came of it that night, but I had found out what I had secretly hoped – she was fine with my choice of partner and ready to have four hands and lips at her disposal. A few weekends later we had arranged for our kids to stay with a sitter while Mickey and I went out for a cigar and some good scotch. Helen stayed home and had a long, hot bath eager with anticipation for what was to come later this night. Mickey and I started to get a good little buzz on and discussed the rules of engagement for later. I told him how she loved her big 36D's to be played with. She loves her nipples licked, sucked, tweaked, and when the time is right, bitten. She obviously loves having her pussy eaten, which was a good thing considering we both love eating pussy. She loves to be teased. This was going to be a major part of our plan. Helen had been drinking a little to relax and get ready for us. By the time we got home, we were all ready to get started with Helen likely being the most anxious of us all and for good reason. She was about to get the royal treatment and didn't really know yet. I asked her to go to our bedroom and get under the covers while we chilled downstairs for a bit. She tried to pout a bit and I laughed at her hanging lip while telling her that she was about to get all she could handle, but that it was on our terms and she could just wait a bit. I went back downstairs and Mickey and I put the finishing touches on our plan. Helen gets lost in passion as she is about to cum and doesn't like to talk before or during her orgasms. On the other hand, there is nothing more erotic to me than hearing my Helen say "I'm so close…mmmm…I'm gonna cum babe….oooohhhhhhh…..I'm cumming!" I related this to Mickey along with the fact that she is a little tease and we came up with an idea. She would have to tell us when she was about to cum so that we could take it all in when she did. If she did not tell us and it was clear that she had in fact cum, we would have to punish her. We laughed together, still a little nervous even with the liquid courage we had consumed After all, we were about to share my lovely wife and this is not an everyday occurrence. I went upstairs to give Helen a choice between good news, and better news. She was in a matching bra and panties set and looking drop dead gorgeous. I asked her to get up and lay on top of the blankets so that I could get a better look at her. After she had gotten comfortable I asked her to close her eyes for me. She smiled a little apprehensively and did as I asked. With her looking so sweet and so anxious I leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Are you ready Helen? We are ready to take you for a ride you will never forget. I have only one little wrench to throw into your night." As I finished my sentence I reached down beside the bed to get the blindfold I had hidden. She moaned as I tied it securely behind her head and told her that I'd lied and there were actually two little things while I handcuffed her to our big brass bed. She was an unbelievable sight lying there blindfolded and bound to our bed. "You won't be needing these," I said as I removed her tiny panties and bra. Her feet searched trying to touch me as I sat beside her. I told her to behave and wait for us to come up. Mickey and I were quite proud of our little plan. We refreshed our drinks and put on a raunchy porn flick while we went over the plan again. Helen was not to know who was touching her. We agreed that we would not speak or make noises of any kind so that she would be left guessing. I felt this would add to the excitement as well as help her overcome any shyness she may have had. We purposely left her to wait for a good 10 minutes. I could picture her lying there, twitching in the dark waiting for a touch, a lick, or a suck. With Helen in the middle of the bed, we knelt on either side of her and very gently started to barely touch her using only the tips of our fingers. She moaned and squirmed, but we were determined to tease her for as long as we could. After about 5 minutes I started loving her nipples as Mickey went down on her. I could tell by her moans and by watching her facial expressions that she was loving the attention being paid to her hyper sensitive body. Within only a couple of minutes she was coming for the first of many times. After she had cum for the third or forth time, we got up and stood together while I asked her why she wasn't warning us when she was about to come. She smiled and whimpered begging us to get back to what we were doing. We smiled at each other and said that if she was not going to play by the rules we were leaving. With that, we went back downstairs to leave her frustrated. After a few minutes I heard her walking upstairs and knew she had freed herself from the cuffs – something that is purposely not difficult to do for safety sake. Mickey and I continued to watch the movie while Helen sprawled on the loveseat and fixed a determined, horny gaze on us. "If you guys think you are the only ones who can tease, you are sadly mistaken." she said as she plunged two fingers into her pussy while fixing us with her best slut look. I shot a glance Mickey's way and watched as his eyes rolled back in his head with shock and pleasure. We were determined not to give in to her display and after a few minutes (and a few orgasms) she got up in frustration and went over to Mickey sitting on his lap. She melted onto his groin arching her back while running her fingers through the thick hair on his chest. Helen leaned in and kissed Mickey deeply, plunging her tongue into his mouth. A few minutes of kissing led Helen to what she so desperately needed – a hard cock. She knelt in front of my friend and inhaled his six inches in one wet slurp. Mickey's head snapped back and a smile formed on my mouth. He had no idea what he was in for. Helen is so talented with a hard cock in her mouth and really loves her work. It shows. Helen licked him from the tip to his crinkled asshole and back again, loving every inch of his throbbing cock. Mickey was evidently enjoying it also, as at one point he looked over at me and told me that he was pretty sure she had done this before. She smiled looking up at him past his stiff, wet cock and went back to her work. She was doing it a little too well and Mickey was on the verge of blowing his load, so he pulled back and motioned for Helen to lie on couch. She was about to receive a serious tongue-lashing! Mickey dove into Helen's moist folds with abandon and she started to cum almost instantly. I asked her if she had cum, reminding her of our little rule. She could only give me a pained smile and a nod. "You know Helen, Mickey and I are quite proud of our oral abilities and it really hurts our feelings that you don't show your appreciation! What should we do Mickey? I think maybe she wants us to stop or something." I said. "No! Don't you dare! I'll tell you when I'm cumming. Just get back here. Please?" Helen whimpered. "Well if you put it like that I'd hate to leave your sopping pussy all lonely. Don't forget to tell your husband. He seems to like seeing you cum and I sure like the view from where I am!" Said Mickey. Mickey doubled his efforts and since Helen was still trembling from her last orgasm, we didn't have long to wait to see if she would keep her promise. I held her arms over her head and when she was nearing the edge I gently tugged her hair so I could look directly into her eyes when it washed over her. "Talk to me Helen. Tell me what I need to hear. Tell me you are going to cum. Say the words Helen." I commanded. "Mmmmmmm…oh I'm so close…so close…oooohhhhh…oh babe! He is going to make me cum! Do you want to see me come? Do you?" Helen panted. Helen's eyes squeezed shut for a few seconds and I knew it was washing over her in big waves. A woman is never as attractive as when she is in the throes of an intense orgasm and Helen is no different. Her eyes flew open and fixed me with a piercing look. "I'm fucking cumming babe! Oh Yeah!" She shrieked. Mickey ate her to several more intense orgasms while we spoke intimately and softly to each other. "I want to get fucked. Will one of you guys give me some cock?" Helen teased. She didn't have to ask twice. Mickey flipped her on all fours and eased into her from behind as Helen's face found my lap. It was my turn to enjoy her incredible oral skills once again and I closed my eyes while she deep throated my stiff seven-inch rod and gave my balls a good going over. Soon she moaned on my cock sending shivers through my body. I knew the reason for her moans and leaned back to watch my double stuffed wife shudder and shake as another orgasm enveloped her. We fucked each other in every position imaginable for the next hour with me blowing my thick load into her pussy while Mickey massaged her clit. Helen and I came together and it was breathtaking. I went to clean up and get a drink and when I walked down the hall what I heard put another smile on my face. The unmistakable moans could only mean one thing. I walked in to find Helen on her back with her knees up and back while Mickey fucked her with long, slow strokes. I sat on a loveseat in our room to take this all in. While sitting watching this, I couldn't help but feel like this was not like us at all and felt a strong pang of jealousy. As I was thinking about this, Helen slowly rolled her head in my direction and fixed me with the most content and smouldering gaze I've seen on her beautiful face. My doubts were quickly forgotten. I watched as Mickey very gradually picked up the pace, fucking her a little faster a bit at a time. Helen wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into her as another orgasm approached. Mickey started to shorten his strokes and pump his hard cock into my wife's well fucked pussy. Helen's eyes were tightly closed and I knew what was soon to come. I watched in fascination as her body tightened and released her pent up sexual energy in a blinding orgasm. Mickey soon reached the point of no return and added to my load with a huge, hot load of his own. I joined them on the bed as Mickey and I lie on either side of her. We laughed as we asked her if she had cum at all and she just moaned. I reached down and lightly tapped her clit and Helen nearly jumped off the bed. Her little bud was so sensitive it took one a half dozen more light taps before she came yet again. Mickey and I took turns fingering her to several more orgasms until Helen finally pushed our hands away with a smile and without uttering a word. I asked her how she felt and we still laugh at her response today. "Ummmuhh happah" which loosely translated means I'm happy. The three of us laughed hysterically and congratulated one another on a hot job well done. I sincerely hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed recalling these events and writing them here. Whenever I stop and wonder if the events of New Years Day happened, I open my desk drawer and pull out the neatly folded pair of socks left behind in haste by a satisfied Stacy - a memento of a truly eye opening night. As you read this, Helen is reading it for the first time in a hot bath with a glass of wine beside her. I didn't tell her I was doing this and she is seeing this without any warning. One thing she does have at the moment is a thick pubic bush. As I mentioned in an earlier chapter, Helen loves to keep her pussy neatly trimmed to add to the sensitivity. One night while we made love I observed that it had been a while since she had trimmed it and she assured me it would be done soon. The devil in me surfaced and I said that it was nice and natural and that it turned me on. It reminded me of our first months together before we shaved her together for the first time. I mentioned that her birthday was coming in a couple of months and that we would relive our decade old ritual of shaving her sweet, dark pussy together. Helen reluctantly agreed and has been begging me to shave it ever since. Tonight is the night Helen. Close your eyes and I'll be there...