Before we met
After we married, my wife used to tell me she had a pretty naughty past. She would leave little hints at the stuff she got into, but never any specifics. She used to tell me about her boyfriends and the dozen or so guys she had hooked up with before we met. I'd ask her naughty little questions here and there about what she'd done with them, but I think she was too shy at that point with me to tell me all the stuff she's done, at least the really good stuff. She would pacify me with little comments like: "I liked him because he wasn't really hairy" or "He was a good kisser." She'd never tell me the stuff I really wanted to know like, "He really knew how to lick my pussy" or "His cock tasted fantastic, he really came a lot!"
Eventually, with enough familiarity and alcohol, she told me about a night that really surprised me about her. She'd had an encounter with her boyfriend that I know she still thinks about. I asked her about it and eventually pieced together enough about her hot time to put it all together, which is what the rest of this story is about: Her favorite thing to think about while masturbating (including some artistic liberties to make the story flow.)
Her story:
One Saturday, since it was her day off, she thought she'd sleep in a little, get some chores done, and go meet her boyfriend later that evening. She spent a few hours doing laundry and such and finally settled down enough to watch a little TV before taking a shower. Remembering she had a little bit of weed in her purse, so she decided to get a little high before taking a shower. She was already a little horny and the weed was certainly pushing things along.
The bathroom was waiting for her, so she headed down the hall, turned the shower on and undressed. She stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself. "Randy isn't going to know what hit him," she thought. She loved seeing how good she looked, long legs, tall - 5' 9", thin, B cups with small perky nipples, and lots of blonde hair piled up on top because... it was the 80's. Looking herself up and down a bit in the mirror, she caught herself rubbing the little landing strip of hair over her pussy. Smiling, she absentmindedly started pulling at the little hairs that made up her little patch of pussy hair and she got in the shower and began cleaning herself up enough to make an appearance at her boyfriend's house.
Rubbing a washcloth over herself and thinking, she should probably trim things up a little down there. She grabbed a razor and started shaving... her underarms, then her legs, and then started on her small patch of bush. She shaved a little on both sides until she had just the typical landing strip. She looked at it a bit, and eventually she said to herself, "This is silly, I'm just going to get rid of it. If he doesn't like it, too bad." She liked the look of it, fortunately. She got out of the shower, kind of proud of herself to shave her pussy completely like that. Anyway, she liked the way it felt when she rubbed her fingers against it, it felt extra sensitive.
A towel was waiting for her hung on the back of the door, so she grabbed it and wrapped it around herself and she exited the bathroom and headed to the bedroom to get dressed. "I really need to find something to wear, something... slutty." She was already a little high and very horny. So, she pulled out the shortest denim skirt she had and a white button up top. Laying them on the bed to see what they looked like together, she was pretty happy with the combo.The skirt she picked barely covered her ass and the white top was very, very sheer. "Perfect," she thought. She took the towel off and laid down on the bed for a bit. She really had to admire her shave by rubbing her fingers across her wet pussy. What harm would it do to pleasure herself a bit?
She reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a little vibrator that she and her boyfriend had bought at the adult bookstore a few weeks ago. It was the first place like that she'd been into. It was really all a bit sleezy, she didn't know she was going there, otherwise she would have dressed a little more appropriately. She was headed to a nightclub later that evening with him and she was less than dressed. That night, she was dressed in a loose top and mini skirt. I'm sure all the men in the store got a nice, deep look at her.
The vibrator was a lot stronger than she'd remembered... and after turning it on, she knew it wasn't going to take much to make her cum. A few minutes later, her toes were curling up and she was shuddering with it rubbing against her clit. Even after a quick orgasm, she was still horny and thinking about the naughty things she'd do to Randy when she finally got over there. He was expecting her around 8 or so and it was already 7, if she didn't hurry, she'd be late.
She got out of bed and stared at her outfit, she wondered what underwear she should put on, then she thought to herself, "I'm just going over to his place and it's all coming off anyway, so... why bother?" So, she grabbed the shirt, tossed it on with no bra... grabbed the skirt and put it on as well, no underwear. She felt like a slut for not wearing any underwear, which was appropriate... because she was REALLY horny at this point. She could see her hard nipples plainly through the shirt and when she bent over in front of the mirror, it didn't take much for her ass to hang out and she could plainly see she's shaven. It was a huge turn on to be that bold. She would have to drive straight there, she didn't want to go into anywhere dressed like that, she'd probably get tossed out for indecent exposure.
Her car started right up, so she depressed the clutch and in the process, she noticed her skirt rode up a bit, exposing her freshly shaved pussy. She was feeling very horny by this point, and sped over to his place. When she pulled in, she noticed there was another car in the driveway, which wasn't unusual, her boyfriend was a mechanic and liked to work on cars from time to time. So, another car in the driveway wasn't that unusual. Reaching into the glove box, she grabbed the last bit of the joint she was working on earlier, lit it, and smoked the rest of it before heading inside.
The TV was on when she got inside, not unusual. So, when she headed to the living room to see her boyfriend and was very shocked to see Randy sitting on the couch with his best friend, Chris! As soon as they spotted her, she crossed her arms in a feeble attempt to cover herself up a bit. Her boyfriend motions for her to take the spot on the couch between him and Chris. Chris and Susan have known each other for a while, she always thought he was pretty hot.