Many of the characters in this story are and will remain anonymous. Their names and locations they inhabit have been altered to respect their privacy. Jim and Elaine are indeed real, and enjoy a happy deeply bonded married life, and a marriage that has stood the test of time. Their relationship continues to grow and blossom.
Chapter 1: The Earliest Awakenings
I can pinpoint to the second when this great adventure began. It was a warm night in late spring, and I had just entered out bedroom after a quick shower. We had been outside on the deck after dinner, and Elaine had gone in to shower first. She was now in bed on her back, propped up on her elbows. We had been necking out there on the deck, and I was hoping that we would later make love. My wife clearly felt the same way, as she had taken the trouble to put on her favorite red and black 'Merry Widow' bustier with black seamed stockings. When my wife wraps her self in sexy lingerie, stockings and heels, she remains a sight that takes a man's breath away!
Elaine is truly gorgeous. At 5'6" and 125 pounds, she was a knockout brunette that had reached her prime at 33 years of age, and her pert 36C breasts were still firm and taught. Her dark eyes and fine features reflected on her Spanish ancestry, and she had a lively and friendly personality, without being at all loud or aggressive. I was proud of my wife, and any trip to the Mall proved once again that she could still turn heads.
We had been married for three years, the second marriage for both of us. The heat and passion that typified out courtship always surfaced in bed, and Elaine was a skilled lover in many ways. Her fellatio techniques were amazing, and I always secretly thanked her first husband for teaching her so well. Elaine has very talented vaginal muscles, and her fantastic pussy is truly a velvet mousetrap.
Apart from oral and straight sex, however, it would be a stretch to call our lovemaking overly adventurous, and I had come to consider these 'dress-up' games about the limit of my wife's indulgence. I was going to be in for quite a surprise! We live on a rural acreage, and are almost half a mile from our nearest neighbor. We would come to truly appreciate the privacy!
It was something that I thought she just did to please me; that is, I never really considered that the act of her 'dressing up' for sex was also arousing to her! I dropped my towel on the floor and slid onto the bed, grinning as Elaine rolled into my arms and we kissed passionately, or tongues searching and entwining.
As we pressing closer together and continued kissing, her hand sought out my erection, which was rapidly swelling to its full eight inches. Elaine has the most exquisite touch and I moaned as I felt her fingers stroking my shaft, not quite able to encircle it. My left hand had drifted down her bustier and toyed with her garter, before caressing her thigh and moving over her fine pubic fuzz. She quivered a little and her hand tightened around my cock, as she pressed tight against me, her mouth hot against mine. My middle finger slid into her steamy furrow, and I was surprised once again at how responsive she was. Gently, my finger searched the hood, and found her clit.
With a little gasp, Elaine broke our kiss and opened her eyes. She was smiling weakly, and looked in to my eyes. "Darling", she whispered; "You don't always have to be so gentle with me, you know. I sometimes wish you would me more, you know... rougher with me? After all, you are a very strong and tough man, you know!"
I stared at Elaine, momentarily speechless, and my prick twitched in her grip. She giggled and looked down at it, stroking it and rolling her thumb around the knob. "Jim, I think you cock likes the idea! God, darling; I think a cock is the most beautiful thing in the world!" she whispered, almost reverently.
I regained some composure and kissed her forehead. "So, honey; you want me to be rougher with you? Talk dirty to you? Treat you more like a whore or a slut? Fuck you as well as make love to you?"
Her hand tightened around my cock. "Yes, darling! Oh, not all the time! I do love the way you make love to me, Jim; you know that! But I also would like to be, you know, your slut! Know what I mean?"
I really had no idea how to go about this, but it was clearly something I wanted to do. "Well, Elaine-baby", I grinned; "Let's see what happens!" I looked down her fabulous body. "Wow, you really are a hot when you put these things on, honey!" I sat up so I could toy with her stiff little nipples; as she always folded the cups down to expose them for me. "You do look like a slut, Elaine! Actually, more like a high-class hooker! One very classy whore, I think! You like being bad, Elaine-baby? You like to be naughty?"
I was still diddling her clit, amazed at how wet she had become! The scent of her open pussy filled the room. She was gripping my cock like a nun grips a crucifix, and her hips had begun a rolling motion in time with m caresses. "Yes, Jim! I want that! I want to be bad!" she panted.
My cock was throbbing in her hand. "Oh, you'll be bad, Elaine!" I gasped rather hoarsely. "You are going to be my toy! You're going to become my hot little fuck-toy, honey! You're my slut; my cunt; my whore; my slut-wife!"
