We are, by my standards, a pretty average couple. We are in our late forties, both very attractive and successful, and have both been career driven throughout our lives. We have raised three beautiful children, the youngest of which left home three years ago. My husband is a wonderful, kind man that I met shortly after I graduated and started my career.
I was attracted to him because of his stunning good looks and his quick wit, which both still shine from him brightly. He has been the most wonderful husband and father I could have ever hoped for. He has always been supportive of my decisions even when they have been questionable.
In return, I believe I’ve been an exceptional wife to him. I was an attentive mother that shouldered much of the child rearing as well as keeping my career moving so there was no grass growing under my feet for the better part of thirty years. Our sex life over the years has been what I would call good, but fairly average. There never was anything to blow either of us out of the water.
My hubby, Tom, had always teased me about my lame fantasies but I found it hard to step out of the box and think about the wild stuff he came with to fantasize about. I chalked it up to him being male and we all know that a male’s mind works a bit different to a woman’s. One of the biggest changes in our lives as a couple was when our third child moved out to go to College.
Now, instead of kids bouncing around the house making a mess and asking about the next meal, Tom and I were left to our own devices which in some ways terrified me. I always had something to do. For thirty years, there was always something that needed to get ready, something that needed cleaning or something that needed to be cooked.
Suddenly now though, I would find myself cleaning things that didn’t need it and cooking enough food to feed an army. Tom handled it a bit differently and dove straight into his hobbies.
Over the years, he had tried for short spells to get a little deeper into the things he loved to do but again, those of you with children realize that to focus on yourself for any length of time is impossible if you want the little critters brought up right. Well, that is where this story takes off.
After our oldest left and this metamorphosis took place within our home, our sex life changed somewhat too. Now, there was nobody to hear us or catch us. It was like being on vacation all the time. We both found ourselves relaxing quite a bit more during sex. We no longer had sex to rid of primal urges but rather to relax and enjoy each other’s company and I found this all very refreshing.
Another change that slowly took place with Tom, was that he had become far more vocal before and during sex. He would talk about his fantasies in great detail while we slowly fucked and brought each other to orgasm. Time and time again, I would allow myself to go along in these short journeys he would concoct in his mind.
Predominately, his stories included me fucking other men. This turned me on like crazy. I had only had these kinds of thoughts a few times in my life on my own and it had always involved alcohol when I would allow those thoughts to creep in. I began to chime back to Tom about feeling a different cock inside me, and how I would make this stranger cum. This kind of banter would usually send Tom over the edge and myself as well for that matter.
Our youngest son was into his second year of College when this story took place. He had chosen to pursue the engineering field as a career and was lucky enough to receive a baseball scholarship too.
The school he attended was about three hours away from our place so the distance was actually about right. Short enough to drive home in a half a day but far enough to be independent. Shane was always a nice kid but he was a bit overactive, he could never sit still.
He was always bouncing from one project to another and the story was about the same with his love life. He never went with one girl for very long before picking up and moving onto someone else.
Anyway, Shane had called on a Thursday evening to inform me that he was coming home that coming weekend since he had found out one of his high school buddies was home on leave from the Air Force.
He also asked me if his sisters room was still made up as a guest room because he was bringing a friend home to hang with him for the weekend. I informed him that it was all ok as my maternal instincts to get everything ready kicked in.
The boys showed up late Friday afternoon just in time to tell us they’d be around for dinner. The gentleman that Shane brought with him was a handsome devil named Dustin who played baseball with Shane. Like Shane, Dustin was twenty years old and perusing a degree in engineering but was in a different category.
A lot of their classes these first couple years would be the same I supposed, so they probably saw quite a bit of each other. As we sat down to dinner, I noticed that Dustin would let his stare linger upon me and it wasn’t going without my notice. I usually don’t let myself believe that twenty year old boys look at women in their late forties with lust but I didn’t have any other explanation.
I was wearing my dress suit that I had worn to work that day which consisted of black suit pants which are a little too tight, a white v-neck blouse with quite a neckline with a black dress coat to top it all off. Before we sat down to eat, I had removed the coat.
Dustin was not shy about looking at my body from top to bottom and like I said, it was lighting my fire. The conversation at the meal was quite casual and consisted of questions from Tom and I about the boy’s lives back at school.
After dinner, they picked up their things and informed Tom and I not to wait up. As they left, I asked Tom if he had seen what I had but he had been oblivious. But the talk of this did excite him. He began to grope me and ask about what was in store for him later that night.
I reassured him that after I returned from my girls from work night out, he would be handsomely rewarded. Earlier in the day, a gal I worked with had arranged for all of us to meet for drinks at a local booze hang out.
The girls were all meeting to eat too but I had Shane coming home so I had made arrangements to meet up with the girls later on. I said goodbye to Tom and went to find my crew.
That evening was an absolute ball. We drank to our heart’s delight, laughed until we ached, and even managed to get some good looking studs to try to break up our little clan of six women so that they could corner one of us. I knew how boys worked and held my guns but my pussy was soaked knowing how easily I could let one of these thirty year old guys have his way with me.
So, that is how I left, once again bringing my hungry vagina home for Tom to ravage. I fumbled to unlock the door and realized that it was one in the morning. I had no clue that we had partied that long. I entered the house only to hear a car door from outside.
Moments later, Dustin came in the front door, smiled and gave me a warm hello as he explained that Shane had hooked up with an old girl friend and that they were catching up on their lives so he decided to turn in. Dustin and I were in my kitchen speaking softly as to not alert Tom. I could tell that Dustin had quite a buzz going on himself and now he was making it obvious that he was checking me out.
He would look directly at my tits and not look away for four or five seconds before bringing his eyes back up to mine. I would normally have been a bit uncomfortable but with the booze, this was doing it for me.
I thought secretly that I would make a little extra noise just for him, once Tom and I got rocking. We both decided to turn in and Dustin headed upstairs. I shut the lights off leaving me behind him and was using my vantage point to check out this nice young, fit ass.
It was so tight and solid; my God I wanted to touch it. I had to remind myself that the cock meant for me was no more than twenty feet away and was probably dripping with pre-cum by now. I quietly entered my room leaving the hall light on and closing the door behind me, leaving it cracked about three inches.
I undressed only leaving on my bra and panties and slowly slid into bed next to Tom. I did not kiss him but rather slowly slid, south down toward his beautiful cock. I discovered that he had come to bed naked. I took his cock in my mouth and immediately heard his breathing change pace. I slowly licked the underside of his circumcised meat stick, tickling the sensitive nerves that I knew would do the trick. A woman doesn’t fuck a man for thirty years and not know a thing or two about what turns them on.
As I sucked him, I removed the remainder of my clothing and gently rubbed my middle finger on my clit as I prepped my pussy for the pounding I so needed. After he was hard and clearly awake even though his eyes were closed and he was feigning sleep, I slid my now bare tits along his legs and up his torso and started to center my pussy over his large pole.
I once again thought of Dustin and was secretly hoping he was not passed out yet so he could hear the show I was going to put on for him. The head of Tom’s cock found my entrance and I slowly put my weight in a downward motion and felt his manhood slowly crawl into my depths. His hands instinctively came up to the sides of my hips so he could retain some control. Tom’s eyes were now open and he had a wanting look on his face.
I brought my lips down to his and gave him a long open mouthed, wet kiss. I whispered that Dustin was in the guest room and I wanted to make enough noise to entertain him. Tom immediately groaned and I felt the head of his dick which was deep inside me tense up and flare out as he came, letting me feel the rim of his cock head dig into my pussy walls. This has always been something that stimulates me. I had to catch my breath and regroup my thoughts.
Suddenly, Tom stopped and was still for a few seconds. He grabbed my face and kissed me deeply and said, “Honey, tonight is the night. I’ve waited for years for you to fuck another man and I know you are attracted to Dustin. He is a fully grown man with a sex drive that I know will rock you.
Now, I want you to slide this nice snug pussy off my cock, walk naked down the hall way to where that young man lays, and fuck a load of cum out of him.” I slowly rocked my body on Tom’s cock as I thought over the potential pitfalls of Tom’s plan, the thing was, there weren’t any.