Love and Lust

Written for a reader.

This story is 98.6 degrees of truth with just a touch of embellishment to raise the heat to 100.

Samantha woke up early -- the sun was just peaking over the horizon bathing the house in soft light. She climbed out of bed and stretched her petite frame and yawned.

She looked over at her husband who was sleeping on his side facing away from her. She leaned over and kissed the top of his head gently and then padded out to the kitchen to make a cup of tea.

Waiting for the kettle to boil, she went to the bathroom and then took a critical look at herself in the mirror -- She was always her worst critic, but in reality, she looked amazing for her age. At 42 years old, a conservative wife/Mom, she "towered" at 5'3 and 125 pounds, with blondish hair and 34B breasts with only a hint of sag. She was considered cute by her friends but also somewhat shy.

She and Kyle started dating when she was fairly young. She met him at a friend's party when she was nineteen and he appealed to her because of his maturity (he was five years older) and how polite he was. They became friends and then the romance blossomed, and they wound up marrying young. She went from little Samantha Richards to Mrs. Samantha Scott, and they had two boys who were now grown and out of the house.

She never regretted marrying and having kids young. Prior to Kyle, Samantha only had two lovers before they married. She had oral sex with both of them but was still technically a virgin when she met Kyle.

Samantha sat at the kitchen table cradling her cup and pulled her legs up onto the chair, knees tight against her chest. She felt stiff this morning and sighed...middle age was not something to be trifled with and she was definitely feeling her age these days. Plus, her hormones were messing with her something fierce.

If she was perfectly honest about it, she was horny. She hated that term, but it had been quite a while since she and Kyle had made love, and it was weighing on her. She loved her husband dearly but since his bout with cancer, he was left with the nasty side effect of impotence. At first, they noticed that he wasn't getting as hard as he used to and wrote that off as just being tired -- the treatments kicked his ass and affected his performance -- Samantha understood and they worked together patiently and lovingly to help him get and sustain an erection, but as time went on, it got more difficult.

Yet, Kyle's oral skills were amazing, and Samantha would get off by his tongue and mouth easily enough. She reciprocated by sucking his cock until he was hard and then ride him -- sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. She was persistent and given enough time could get Kyle to cum down her throat but even that lacked the power and force she was used to.

For his part, Kyle understood his wife's needs and worked to ensure he created a sexy environment. He introduced some woman friendly porn at times, a few dildos and vibrators and would read her stories out of Literotica on occasion. Everything he tried had the desired effect -- Samantha 's desires were off the chart, but when it came down to sex, it often fell short.

Kyle started experimenting with different types of porn videos to see what turned them both on. One theme that they both liked was interracial sex -- Sam didn't really understand why it turned him on watching a little blonde that looked like her being ravaged by a big black guy, but she didn't look a gift horse OR a gift cock for that matter as a bad thing. He seemed to love watching her work herself into a frenzy with one of her toys as they viewed a little wife being fucked senseless while sucking or being stretched out to impossible levels.

Samantha was thinking about one of the videos they watched last night and found herself reaching between her legs and touching herself lightly. She missed Kyle's hard cock slamming into her again and again before he got sick but never held it against him. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him, so the toys were an adequate substitute for now.

She heard movement in the bedroom and got up to pour a second cup for Kyle when he ambled out yawning. Sam looked up at her man and smiled. Kyle was tall -- about six feet with brown hair and an easy smile.

"About time you woke up, sleepy head" she said.

Kyle laughed -- Despite everything that had happened to him over the years, he maintained a good sense of humor and could see the bright side of life. She loved that about him. Kyle didn't have an easy life. He was a longshoreman by trade and sometimes work took him away from home on occasion. Samantha didn't mind -- she was used to it over the years and would let her concentrate on

They lived in a small coastal town outside of Sidney BC -- nice people, quiet living -- sometimes a bit dull, but a life they built together.

Kyle wrapped his arms around her and hugged lithe body. She felt his cock press against her lightly and felt that he was a bit hard...

She reached down and squeezed his cock lightly.

"Mmmmm, baby...somebody woke up happy, this morning...want to take this back to bed and start our day off right?"

Kyle grinned at her and nodded. Taking her hand, Kyle took her back to their marital bed and laid down, stripping off his boxer briefs. Samantha climbed on top of him and kissed his face, then his nipples, working her way down to his stomach and finally grabbing his cock. She licked the underside of his shaft before starting to suck the head.

Kyle groaned...She was such an amazing cocksucker and gave head like an angel.

"Fuck, Sam -- God, you're going to make me cum if you keep doing that..."

She felt his body stiffen and shake a little and as much as she wanted to make him cum right then and there, she wanted to feel him inside her. She climbed on top and pulled her boy shorts to one side and slide his cock inside her. It felt thick and hard, and she knew it was a rare opportunity for both of them. She rocked her hips back and forth as he put his hands on her hips and ground her tightly balls deep into his sexy wife.

Samantha gasped and felt her face reddened and her breathing fast and shallow. She scrounged her eyes shut and felt an orgasm building inside her. She looked down at her husband and saw that he was staring at her with a look of lust in his eyes...

Kyle cried out and she felt his cum, hot and wet shoot up inside her... She squeezed her legs together and came with him. It was quick but felt amazing. She collapsed on top of him, her head laying quietly on his chest. Both of them were breathing fast and hard.

Sex was always something that was important to both of them and on the rare occasion when they came simultaneously, it was especially good. Samantha was one of those rare individuals who was multi-orgasmic -- when she came, sometimes it was one big orgasm with a bunch of aftershocks that made her legs shake and her heart pound.

They lay together basking in the afterglow of making love, neither of them speaking for a bit.

Finally, Samantha felt Kyle slip out of her and she felt sticky as his cum flowed out of her pussy. She smacked her husband's chest lightly.

"I'm messy... I need a shower... and you smell HORRIBLE, sir."

Kyle looked up with a slight daze on his face and laughed...

He said, "Go on, then -- get cleaned up, dirty girl.... I'll just lay here in a puddle of my own cum...ha ha."

Samantha smiled at him and kissed him before stripping down and getting in the shower. As the water cascaded off her body, she felt her pussy ache. God, it had been a while since they were able to make love like that -- as much as the toys got her off, there was nothing quite as satisfying as a real cock inside her, pulsating, hot, passionate, squirting inside her.

Her mind went back to when they first met -- before Kyle's operation and before he started having trouble maintaining an erection, the sex was hot and heavy -- very oral, doggy style, missionary, her riding top... She groaned thinking about it...

As she soaped up her body, she thought about the porn movie they watched the night before -- in it, a dark black guy with thick arms and legs was taking a little blonde wife from behind -- his massive hands grabbing her hips and pulling her back into him, his hard cock slamming into her again and again. Samantha remembered seeing her breasts swaying under her as she was being taken doggy style on all fours and how incredibly hard her nipples were.

Despite it being a manufactured adult film, there was nothing fake about her reaction to the sex. The camera showed him reaching under her and twisting her nipples roughly, tugging on them and extending them as he drove his cock into her pussy. And the camera pulled back to show his shaft and her lips stretched out to accommodate his size and girth, her juices foaming as he impaled her fast and furiously.

Samantha closed her eyes and grabbed her breast and nipples to imitate what she remembered from the film.... she gasped and dropped the bar of soap in her other hand. Now free, she slid three fingers up inside herself and began manipulating her pussy with a speed and fervor of being taken hard.

Despite having just cum with Kyle, these actions had their desired effect quickly. She felt her legs start to shake and tugged even harder on her breasts. Gritting her teeth, she thought about the black man from the video and the power and strength he possessed over the little wife. Within seconds, she had her second orgasm of the morning -- this one with several mini orgasms to follow...

As her orgasm subsided and she felt her body coming down off its high, she sighed -- She thought about Kyle and marveled as he touched himself watching her manipulate her body the night before with her vibrator as they watched the movie. When he saw her start to get worked up, Kyle pulled her to him and went down on her, lapping at her pussy and driving fingers up inside her until she came.

Drying herself off, Samantha tried to understand why interracial sex turned them both on so much. While they never discussed it specifically, she figured it was because there wasn't a lot of black men where they lived -- it was a taboo -- something different -- the urban myths or legends depending on your perspective about a black man's size and power and endurance was a fun fantasy for both of them.

Over time, they discussed the "problem" of Kyle's impotence and his desire to please his wife. Samantha insisted that she was satisfied sexually but Kyle wanted more for her. One night, after they got high on some gummies, Kyle said he wanted to have a serious conversation with her.

"Sam, I have an idea...Hear me out..." he started cautiously.

She looked at him and cocked her head warily but didn't say anything.

Kyle said, "I met this guy online -- he'd like to meet you -- said he's been with other guys' wives before."

Samantha sighed and shook her head. She told him that she didn't need anyone else -- that she was happy with what they had but he insisted. Said she was too young not to enjoy real sex and if he couldn't do it, he'd find someone to satisfy her. She asked him for more details --

Who was this guy? Where did you chat with him online? What did he look like? What did you discuss?

What did you tell him about me?

Kyle proceeded to say it was an online adult swingers site and that he also lived in the area about an hour away. He told Sam that they had talked for weeks before he shared her picture with him. Kyle told her that he was VERY interested in meeting and had been with other wives before.

"You shared my picture with him? My face or just my body?" she asked, a little shocked.

Kyle smiled and said just the body at first -- first with clothing and then partially nude and then totally nude. He told her that he never shared a totally nude picture with him that showed her face.

Samantha grimaced a little and said, "Show me these pictures..."

Kyle pulled up his laptop and showed Sam the pictures he had sent the guy. The first one was just the two of them that were taken at a wedding. She had been wearing a mauve dress, sort of form fitting, which showed off her body and heels. In this picture, he had cropped their heads out of the picture.

Then the next picture was a little more graphic -- topless while on vacation -- it showed her smile and a little bit of her hair, but the top of her head and eyes were still hidden. She remembered that holiday well -- it was a fun time for the two of them and the sex that night was pretty hot. It was a few years old, before Kyle's issues from the operation.

Sam felt a little betrayed that Kyle would share such an intimate moment with a stranger but said nothing.

"Any more?" she asked....

Kyle opened the next exchanged email. There was Samantha on the bed, THEIR bed, naked as the day she was born...her legs were spread slightly and while he had blurred her face out of the picture, it was obvious that she had just been fucked. She saw their bed, their bedspread and headboard. The picture was VERY graphic and bordered on obscene. She noticed her pussy was trimmed shortly but what little hair that was exposed was dewy with cum...

Her hand went to her mouth..." Oh, my god, Kyle... you showed him this?? What did he say?"

Kyle smirked and told her that he said how lucky he was to have such a sexy wife and asked if her face was as sexy as the rest of her?

Samantha felt her pussy twinge at the stranger's compliments but felt weird about the fact that it turned Kyle on so much.

"Is that the last one? You mentioned that he wanted to see my face...did you show him?"

Kyle smiled and said, "Not at first -- I told him I wanted to know what he looked like too -- if he was all he said he was before I would share more."

Sam nodded but said nothing. She watched as her husband went back into his inbox to pull up the next picture. She noticed immediately dozens of emails back and forth between the two of them and wondered how long they had been corresponding. She also noticed that Kyle's emails were from an anonymous Gmail account that she didn't recognize.

She asked him about it and Kyle told her he wasn't about to give out their real email address, so he set up a "burner" account that would be impossible to track back to them.

He pulled up an email with the subject line of "PICS" and clicked on the first attachment.

Samantha was surprised. The first picture was of a young guy, about thirty-five or so in a suit. He looked trim and professional -- actually quite good looking. She caught her breath and waited.

Kyle clicked on the next attachment -- Same guy, shirtless in jeans -- a selfie taken in the mirror. Sam noticed he was fit, tan, sexy.

Kyle looked at her as if to anticipate her reaction to the picture, but Samantha was stone faced, looking at the laptop screen, unwilling to let her emotions be shown.

Kyle clicked on the last picture in the email. The guy was turned sideways, naked, another mirror selfie. Sam noticed he was semi hard, fairly thick and his cock was a little longer than Kyle's but not by much. His stomach was firm, and he obviously did some man grooming -- there was no hair on his chest or groin.

Sam felt her heart pound and waited until she had a few minutes to absorb what she was looking at before she responded.

"What's his name?" she asked softly.

Kyle said that he and the guy agreed NOT to share names in case either of them wanted to back out or if Sam didn't want to go through with it.

Samantha nodded and then asked how they left it.

Kyle told her that he said he'd talk to his wife and if she was interested, he would be in touch.

Whether it was the gummies or the sexual tension that night, Sam agreed that they could meet. They made arrangements to go into the city to meet and see how it goes. Once a date was agreed upon, they drove into the city and checked into the hotel. Sam wore a sensible but sexy dress and heels and when they got down to the hotel bar for drinks, he was already sitting there.

The guy was everything that his pictures conveyed and more. Sam was attracted to him immediately and found him to be both funny and cordial. The only thing that seemed like a red flag to Samantha was that he was SO confident, he came across almost arrogant.

He started talking about the number of wives he had bedded and how many of the husbands watched. Even when the waitress came by to see if they needed another drink, the guy kept talking about his conquests -- oblivious to the obvious discomfort Samantha was feeling in letting her in on such an intimate conversation. By the time she left, the waitress knew way more than she needed to and why the older couple was sitting with them.

But everyone at the table were adults and despite his TMI, He made no bones about why they were there and what everyone wanted. They finished their drinks and made their way up to Kyle and Samantha's hotel room. When they got in the elevator, the guy took charge and put his arm around her waist and gave her ass a little squeeze.

Once in the room, the dynamics changed slightly and there was an awkward silence. Kyle desperately wanted this to go well and to put his wife at ease, so he started asking about the women he had been with and what he enjoyed about the encounters. At one point in the conversation, the guy mentioned some wife giving him great head and Kyle piped up and said that Sam was amazing at oral sex.

The guy looked over at her and asked her if that were true...did she like it?

Samantha nodded and then looked over at Kyle for reassurance this was going in the direction he wanted.

Kyle was smiling, so Sam turned and looked back at the young guy.

"Prove it?" he said.

Sam dropped to her knees in front of the man and tugged on his belt and zipper. Freeing his cock from his pants, she began to stroke him, taking in his girth and length. Then reaching under, she held his balls in her hand like a sack and started sucking, licking and nibbling on his cock. When she ran her tongue on the underside of his shaft, he moaned and told her not to keep teasing him.

He put his hand on the back of her head and guided the mushroom head of his cock into her mouth. He was rougher than she would have liked at first and found herself gagging a little as he tried to force his way deeper down her throat. With one hand in her hair and the other reaching inside the top of her dress to squeeze her nipples.

She felt him thrust his cock deeper down her throat and then started pushing in and out of her, face fucking her. He was definitely arrogant and aggressive -- way more than Kyle, so she had to relax her throat a little to allow him passage without choking her. She felt her eyes water as he was starting to pound her throat faster and faster.

As she held his balls in her hand and pushed her other hand against his thigh so he wouldn't go too deeply, she felt his penis swell in her mouth and without warning, he exploded inside her.

Sam's eyes opened in surprise. He came A LOT. Hot sperm down her throat -- She heard him groan like a wild animal and grab her hair as he came. This was the cum of a young man...a bull as it were...thick, hot, all consuming... She swallowed as quickly as she could to accommodate his load.

After he came, the guy grabbed Sam by the arm and pulled her into a standing position... He led her backwards to the bed pushing on onto her back on top of it...he bunched her dress up around her waist and slid her thong down.

Looking down at her, he reached behind, pulled down the zipper of her dress and unhooked her bra, taking it off...the top of her dress was pushed down to the bottom half to leave the entire dress bunched in the middle.

He looked into her eyes and then leaned down and kissed Samantha gently...When he did, Sam saw Kyle flinch wide eyed and then she caught him dropping his own pants and underwear.