My wife is the best woman.

My wife Vika and I have been married for about 18 years. Sex has always been great—we've tried everything we wanted, she loves blowjobs, I love cunnilingus, so for the first 12-18 years of marriage, that was 100% enough. But then somehow it got a bit stale, we wanted variety, I started trying to persuade Vika into FMF, she suggested MFM in return, and we reached a stalemate. Once, on my birthday, she mysteriously told me that tonight I had to fulfill her wish. I, of course, agreed, but didn't know what it would be. And when the guests left, Vika told me she wanted to fuck me with a strap-on. I was quite drunk and agreed to try.

I went to the shower, prepared myself for it, there was even a bit of internal nervousness. I came out of the shower, and there my beloved was waiting for me in a mind-blowing outfit—a black strap-on between her legs, a baseball cap on her head, my jacket thrown over her naked body. I don't know why, but from that sight, I immediately felt a passive sensation, a subconscious desire for her to really fuck me. Next, she licked my anus, lubed it up well, and worked it first with one, then two fingers, not forgetting to caress my swollen cock with her hands and mouth, without bringing me to orgasm. The sensations were new, pleasantly painful.

After that, we started practicing this from time to time. Vika would put on the strap-on, and I would do my makeup (for some reason, I wanted to be taken with makeup on) and Vika would have me, and I would reliably cum, and after that, I would lick her until she came. Talks about diversifying our sex life quieted down for a while, but once Vika asked me—do you still want to spice up our sex? I wasn't ready to discuss it right away, but later an opportunity presented itself. We had a small office party to celebrate a successfully completed work phase, on the way home I bought champagne, and as we were happily drinking it with Vika, the topic came up again. Vika asked who was fucking whom today and if I wanted a third person in our sex. I was already quite drunk, and at that moment, a fantasy appeared to me: Vika and I dress in roughly similar clothes, I in a wig, with makeup, in stockings, etc., a man comes over who fucks us both in turn. First Vika, then me. We caress his cock together, take turns giving him blowjobs, basically doing it like girlfriends. Vika liked this fantasy and immediately decided to dress me up. Half an hour later, I was in the look I had dreamed of, and another half hour later, I was again spraying cum all over what was in front of me, and Vika was saying: "Good girl, sweet girl!"

In the morning, we discussed it again, and my fantasy from the night before still seemed interesting to me. We placed an ad online and started looking for a candidate. Artyom contacted us about two weeks later and wrote that the option with two such "girlfriends" really turned him on. We met with him beforehand and realized all participants were comfortable with everything.

By the appointed time, Vika and I were ready—she looked great, but her "girlfriend" looked even more striking—the makeup was brighter, the breasts were larger, and the figure was more substantial. Artyom, who arrived, complimented both "ladies," it was clear he clearly liked both "girlfriends." After a small initial get-together, Artyom was sent to the shower, I warmed Vika up with my tongue and lips, and she stretched my "vagina" with the strap-on. Everything was ready for debauchery. Artyom came out, and we immediately started caressing his cock together with Vika, taking turns deep-throating it. Vika gave me a bit more time to enjoy a real male cock, it was really something! That warm, sexy sausage, which I had also fucked, felt completely different in my mouth! At that moment, I clearly understood why women like blowjobs. It's really very sexy and pleasant. At some point, I took Artyom's balls in my mouth, caressing them with my tongue, and Vika took his cock in her mouth, and at that moment, Artyom came. I felt it from the convulsions of his scrotum, Artyom's moans, and Vika's stifled, satisfied moaning as she tried to swallow what was apparently a considerable amount of Artyom's cum. She couldn't swallow it all, and characteristic light streams flowed from her mouth. I started licking them up; the cum was warm and sweet. Vika continued to suck the cock, and I licked new streams from her chin. It was amazing. After that, I took Artyom's cock in my mouth, and he started licking Vika between her legs. After a while, Artyom's cock started swelling again, and Vika came under the pressure of Artyom's tongue and lips.

Next, Vika and I got into a 69 position, she took my cock in her mouth, and I pressed my chin against her clitoris. Artyom started fucking Vika, not forgetting to occasionally pull his cock out of her vagina and fuck my mouth with it. The wet cock from Vika's vagina was doubly tasty, and I got enormous pleasure from it. "Cum in my mouth," I asked. "Okay," said Artyom, speeding up his movements in Vika's vagina. I could feel that up there, Artyom was kneading Vika's breasts and trying to reach her lips. Finally, their lips met, and at that moment, Artyom's cock slammed into my mouth with full force, continuing to fuck it at the same pace, and at that moment, I felt the familiar taste in my mouth, instinctively swallowing the incoming fluid. At that moment, everyone was moaning and melting, and that was perhaps the climax of the evening.

After that, Vika relaxed and said she wanted to lie down, and we could continue without her if we wanted. Artyom and I had another drink, sat for a while, and then started preparing for the next round. I licked Artyom's nipples with my tongue and moved to his cock. After preliminary caresses of his cock and scrotum, his cock returned to normal, and we approached what was planned—sex with the second "girl." We were in the kitchen, and I suggested doing it standing. I lay my chest on the kitchen table, and Artyom, taking me by the hips (just like Vika!), started impaling me on his cock. What was new was that the cock was warm and not as hard as the strap-on. Besides, I could feel it pulsing. Artyom took a not-too-fast rhythm but impaled me thoroughly, so his scrotum slapped against mine. Vika came out to our moans and applauded us approvingly. She approached Artyom, and I could feel them kissing. Vika said to him: "Do her good, she wants it!" After that, Vika started kissing me on the lips and whispering: "How do you like this kind of sexual variety?" I moaned with pleasure, trying to catch the familiar wave of approaching orgasm. But I didn't have time—Artyom moaned, impaled me with all his might, and I felt a rush of warmth inside. I got off Artyom's cock and started licking it with my tongue. Artyom stroked my head and moaned softly. While I was licking and sucking Artyom's cock, Vika went to get the strap-on and, returning, said we needed to finish what we started. She started fucking me, and I didn't let Artyom's cock out of my mouth. Artyom and Vika exchanged remarks with each other, like your girlfriend is great, she fucks well, but she hasn't come yet today, we need to help the girl, etc., so in about 5-7 minutes, I finally caught the familiar wave and came, spraying Artyom's legs.

We continued in the morning, each coming once. Artyom fucked me again, and I simultaneously licked Vika. This time, I caught the orgasm with Artyom, and that was really great.

Reflecting later on the results of the "meeting of the century," I realized that, in principle, this kind of sexual variety is quite enough for Vika and me. We sometimes meet with Artyom together with Vika in the same format—as "girlfriends," and sometimes Artyom meets with one of us separately—when one of us is away. I'm not jealous of Vika with Artyom, as I also feel very good about him. During one of our meetings, when I met with him, he came inside me a total of 6 times, though I only came 3 times, but it was a grand sex weekend. My sex with Vika has become brighter, more emotional; after meetings with Artyom, we seem to get additional sexual energy. Bisexuality allows you to better understand your partner, give them more pleasure. Vika discovered another side of sexuality in me that I would never have known without her. Despite the pleasure from sex with Artyom, I don't feel like a homosexual; it's precisely bisexuality. I'm still turned on by Vika, even more than before. After all, she can be both a woman and a man! What more do you need? Recently, Vika asked me—don't I want to meet someone in an FMF format? I don't want to, I answered. I really don't want that now. My wife—the best woman—figured out how to tame me and tamed me. Thank you, Vika!