The more I talked with Larry about swapping wives, the hotter I seemed to be, ALL the time. We'd gotten to where Suzie and I weren't having sex
every
night, but over the last few months, our activities had greatly increased. It was a couple of nights later that I'd already taken a shower and put on PJ bottoms, and when I went downstairs and said to Suzie "Why don't you go get ready for bed, and lets watch a movie," she knew immediately I meant porn.
"Is somebody feeling naughty?" She giggled, putting her hands over my bare shoulders.
"Uh-huh," I laughed back at her, reaching up and running my hand across her ever-erect nipple.
"Uhm! I think I like that idea," she said, her hands sliding down my chest, her fingers stopping on my own nipples to pinch before she slid a hand to my crotch and my already semi-hard cock inside. "Will you mind if I get carried away and suck your cock?" She giggled, confirming the tease.
"Oh, I suppose I could let you.
If
I have to."
She squeezed my increasing erection and turned toward the stairs. "Ok, but you're going to have to do me with your tongue first." Ever since our discussion about how she wanted me to lick her to orgasm more, this seemed to be a recurring theme. She didn't wait for an answer.
I pulled out our video's, choosing one that I knew she liked and getting it ready to see on the bigger screen of our downstairs TV while she was getting ready. I knew she'd be back down when she'd finished showering and, since she knew we were going to have sex, probably shaving her pussy. Like Lara, she kept a pubic 'trim' above her pussy, but with the way her labia showed as a camel toe in a swimsuit, she normally kept them clean shaven. There had been a time or two when she'd not shaved for a while and let her hair grow back, making her pussy 'fuzzy' where it showed through her swimsuit. Other times she'd shave everything, all pubes gone, but she (and I) preferred some pubic decorative hair. Usually she had a landing strip about an inch wide although after letting it all grow for a while, once at Christmas, she'd had it trimmed into a Christmas Tree. I didn't know how she'd managed that, and she kept me guessing for several weeks, only later she confessed that her sister had assisted with the decorative trim.
Hearing a noise, I turned and found Suzie coming down the stairs -- dressed, or perhaps that was 'undressed', for sex. Her outfit, if you can call it that, was nothing but straps and strings. A "thong' panty had two straps that started at her taint and went up the creases of her legs in front to the cross strap that went around the back, leaving her pussy bare. In back, a single strap went down her butt crack, connecting to the vee at her taint. Up top she had an all straps bra which covered nothing. "Cups" were straps formed where normal bra cups would go, forming around and accenting the slight mounds that were her breasts, and then wrapping over her shoulders and around to her back where they connected together just like a regular bra -- except that there was no cloth, they hid nothing. All of the straps accented her body so that she was totally nude -- yet not. Her nipples, always protruding and begging for attention, now had small dangling ornaments attached.
"Oh My God, Baby!" I said, standing and walking towards her, "where did you get that outfit?"
"A few weeks ago," she giggled, "when my sis and I went shopping? I got this for you, and she got something for her husband. I've had it a couple of weeks, waiting for the right time to surprise you."
"Oh My God," I said again, reaching up and fingering the dangling ornament from her right nipple, "you look good enough to eat!"
"That's the plan," she whispered in my ear as I slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her to me. I slipped both hands onto her bare bottom and pulled her against me, and then slid one hand around to her pussy finding, as I'd guessed, that she must have just shaved. Her lips were totally smooth, and when I fingered her, found her warm and already wet.
"Is somebody ready to play?" I asked my finger sliding between her lips, finding her clit at the top.
"Somebody is ready for a tongue on their clit."
"Oh?" I asked with a sexual tease in my voice, "And what are you going to give me in return?" I pulled back, letting my hand grip hers and step toward the couch.
"Hot sex.
After
you do me I'm going to suck your cock. And then later I'm going to have you fuck me silly and then maybe we'll do it all again."
"I really like these," I said, stopping in front of the couch and bending to take her ornaments into my mouth.
"The decorations or my nipples?"
"Both," I responded, nipping her now longer nipples with my teeth. "You know I think you've got the greatest nipples. I like that you don't try to hide them."
"Yeah, so does Larry."
"
What?
" I sputtered, as she'd never said anything like this before. She laughed.
"Lara says that every time we're over to swim, afterward Larry makes some comment about my nipples. She's a bit self-conscious as mine show all the time, and... hers just don't."
"She's got a body though."
"Yeah, I've told her that. She doesn't see it that way. Larry never says anything about her boobs, just about my nipples"
"Hmm," I said, pushing her backward onto the couch before moving my mouth to her other nipple.
"Does it bother you that I don't have any tits?" We'd had this discussion many times over the years, and always the answer was the same.
"Not at all. I love you, and your body, and your nipples, and I love seeing a camel toe when you wear your bathing suit. You're so fucking sexy, it doesn't take big tits to always be the sexiest babe on the beach! And I've just found out I love you wearing a bra made of straps, and a panty made of straps, and right now," I said, moving down her belly, my fingers tracing the bra straps, kissing as I went, "I'm going to feast on your clit and make you beg me to stop."
I moved her bottom to the edge of the couch and then, kneeling before her, went down on her. That she'd been wet and aroused before we got this far seemed pretty obvious. Excess moisture dampened the edges of her labia when I fingered her, inside she was ready for me. My tongue danced on her clit, I dipped it down and into her vagina, licking up between her lips to her clit. I tantalized and teased, until with two fingers running in and out of her vagina, she gripped my head to stop me, her entire body shuddering.
When we started watching the movie, she almost immediately laid beside me on the couch, my fingers playing with her nipples, her hand gripping my cock and slowly stroking, at least until she moved a bit closer and took me in her mouth, the memory of Larry telling me this was exactly what Lara liked to do popping unbidden into my thoughts. I knew Suzie wasn't intending to get me off quickly, just pleasuring me with her mouth while watching fucking on screen.
Suzie was an expert on milking my cock, after multiple years of marriage she had my reactions down, so it wasn't a surprise when I told her I was getting close. Her "um-hum" response followed by stopping movement with her mouth, and while holding the head there, she began stroking my cock with her hand. My pants of appreciation became stronger until with a groan, I came in her mouth. For Suzie to suck me and swallow, she had to be really turned on. Normally she'd take me right to the edge, and then pull off so I'd spurt on her face or chest or against my own body, or if she took me in her mouth, usually she'd spit it out. Tonight, she swallowed, and sucked, and swallowed again.
I began relaxing after cumming, Suzie no longer holding my cock in her mouth, but squeezing and slowly stroking my cock which had softened completely in her hand. Slumping back into the couch, now having cum and knowing it would be a bit before I could again, I asked if she wanted to go up to bed. "Not yet, let's watch some more."
The movie was one that we'd watched before, either of us could have told you the plot lines if you could call it that. Older porn often has a semblance of a plot that modern porn doesn't, but as with most porn, the plot isn't really important, it's all about seeing the sex. In the movie, a voyeur was peeping through a window at a newlywed couple having sex, stroking his cock while masturbating outside the window. "Have you ever watched anyone have sex?" she asked. Immediately my heart jumped, knowing that just days before I'd watched Larry with Lara. What to do? There are little white lies in any marriage (Let's not get each other big Christmas presents this year, we'll just give to Habitat for Humanity instead, OK? Hey -- I though we weren't getting each other big presents -- a new car isn't a big present?") but Suzie almost always knew when I was hiding something. I didn't answer immediately.
"Well? Have you?"
"Once."
"Really? Who?"
"A long time ago," I lied, "I was at a friend's house and when I walked by their bedroom door. It was open... and I saw inside." It was almost the complete truth.
"Wow, really? Could you see anything, like a porn movie or could you just tell they were having sex?"
"I could see, they were on top of the covers. They were missionary, her legs were wrapped over his, and every time he pulled back, I could see his cock appearing and disappearing."
"Wow. Was that hot, seeing them?"
"Very much so."
