When she died, I thought my life had ended, but when six months later I met Mary I got a second chance. She was cheerful, liked kayaking, hiking, camping, birdwatching, and sex. She would try anything. When I suggested swinging she endorsed it wholeheartedly. When I asked her to let me watch, she said, "Of course. Whatever."
She is a bit of an exhibitionist, somewhat of a voyeur, and simply loves to please me. She wants to hear about Phillis and doesn't resent my still loving her. She is, in a word, perfect. If I designed a woman to be with, it would look like her. If I propose it, she is game to try. When I asked if she might like to have sex with someone else, she said, "Sounds fun. Of course."
When I asked who she might like, she said, "You pick." I listed my friends, but she smiled and said she would do whatever I liked, whoever I liked, whenever I wanted it. "It would be fine if you wanted to watch," she said, knowing Phillis and I had done that. "Is there anything in particular you would like to see?" she asked.
"Hot sex," I said. "I like good porn, so whatever you do I would like." She agreed to give me just that, said whatever she did would be hot. "I am sure of that," I said. "You fuck really well," I said.
"I try to please," she replied with a sexy grin. We started to talk about it. She asked for suggestions. "I like hot male-to-female oral," I said. "That would be good. A slutty blowjob is always hot. Whatever you feel like. That is the thing. Whatever you are excited about doing."
"What if I give you all of that?" she asked.
"I would really like that," I said.
"I am getting excited," she confessed.
"Me too," I said. "I like that you're game for anything," I said.
"For you, I am," she said. "I like sex, and I will like doing it for you. I will fuck for my husband," she said with a naughty giggle. "I will be as racy as you like," she said. "You want to see me suck a cock like a whore, then that is what I will do. Whatever you want, I will do for you."
She thought for awhile, then she smiled. "You want to watch some porn, and get some ideas. Get a little 'inspiration,'" she asked. "I could try to duplicate it. Give you what we see on the screen," she said, beginning to breath heavily.
We got out some x-rated tapes and picked the ones about wives doing husband's friends. We watched one, like the scene with the wife giving a slutty BJ to a neighbor. She deep throated him, taking his whole cock to the back of her throat and holding him there until she had to get a breath. There was saliva running down his cock shaft and dripping on the bed.
Her mouth worked up and down the side of his shaft, then she put her mouth over the top and slid him, once again all the way into her throat, her lips around the base of his cock, his entire organ in her mouth, her nose in his pubic hair.
"Do you like that?" she asked as we watched a horny housewife on her knees, her head hanging down, a man behind her fucking her in the ass. I said I loved it and she nodded and kissed me. "I could do that," she said.
We then watched a lovely naked housewife ride cowgirl over a man on his back with his hands on her hips, his erection straight up and deep in her splayed and pink pussy. "I would like that," she said, cuddling up against me. "I like it on top," she said with the enthusiasm of a working girl. The woman in the scene sat up straight and moved her hands over her head, balancing on her partner's hips, bouncing over him like a bronco rider in a rodeo.
We watched mesmerized as the woman flailed her arms about over her head and screwed him vigorously, thrusting her hips back and forth and taking him deep inside of her.
We watched a fellow on his stomach work his finger magic on a young bride, stimulating her between her legs until she squirted out a stream of liquid and wet the bed beneath her. He had hooked his finger into her, rapidly rubbing her G-spot back and forth until it erupted with a geyser of fluid, which shot out nearly a foot from her splayed pussy. She drew her knees up and clenched her fist as she came explosively.
"Oh, my," Mary said as we watched the housewife squirt from her sex. "I would like that," she said excitedly. "I wonder if I would squirt," she said.
"We could see," I said.
She quickly undressed, climbed on the bed, and looked at me between her thighs expectantly, pleading with me to try with her. I took off my clothes and got between her legs and put the heal of my palm on her pubic mound. She sighed as I slipped a finger into her, then, like in the video, I curled my finger up and searched for her G-spot. When I found it I began rubbing it vigorously in circles.
She tightened her fists and stiffened her body, then began moaning as she approached her first G-spot orgasm. Her eyes were tightly closed and her head was back, and her body shook with the energy building inside. When she finally came a geyser shot out of her and I pulled back to let her come, watching the water shoot from between her legs. When she finally relaxed the tension went out of her like air from a balloon, and she collapsed like a tent without supports.
"You like that?" I asked.
"Oh, God, yes," she said. "That was incredible. Oh, yes. I can't feel my feet," she said.
I had put a towel down, just in case, and I slid it out from under her and tossed it in the washing machine, then I went back and stretched out beside her. She turned her head and looked at me, her head flat on the bed, her body limp like a wet rag on the sink. "I love you," she whispered without lifting her head.
"And I love the way you come," I said. She smiled, but her head didn't move, obviously she was spent and satisfied. "That was a first," I said smiling back at her.
