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."
