This is a story of an amazing transformation that my wife of over 30 years undertook. My wife Jessie is a 51 year old mother of 3 and we have 2 grandkids (and yes, she is a GILF). Jessie has always been very beautiful in my eyes, although nothing jumps out at you when you see her. She is 5' 1" and 128 pounds. Her breasts are a very small B cup (borderline A), her butt has definitely become wider as she has aged and she has a middle aged stomach roll. Her best features are her fabulous legs and her beautiful eyes.
Over the years we have had a sex life that can best be described as infrequent and somewhat boring. Jessie's sex drive is very low and I have on occasion looked elsewhere for satisfaction. I have always been thought of as a very handsome man and up until a few years ago was in really great shape. None of my lovers ever complained about my size (about 7 inches) or my performance.
Now I have to admit that over the years with my wife's low sex drive, I've become addicted to porn. I like to look at pictures of naked women, watch videos and read erotic stories. I frequent sites with very big breasted women and seem to really enjoy reading interracial stories where big black studs fuck big breasted MILF's (and GILF's). I love the stories about the wifesluts deepthroating big, black cocks.
When we first dated, Jessie would often times dress in a very sexy manner, but as she got a little older, she became very conservative. Over the years I had tried to get Jessie to wear sexy clothes once again. I suggested sexier outfits, such as low cut braless tops, mini skirts, stockings with garter belts and stilettos to highlight her sexy legs. Overall, I just wanted her to dress slutty. Unfortunately, her lone concession was to occasionally wear a low cut top, but nothing too revealing. I had bought her a pair of 5" high stilettos for Christmas a couple of years ago, along with some sexy lingerie (including stockings and garter belts), but she chastised me for getting her the stuff and she said she thought it was inappropriate for a mother of 3 to "dress like a slut and that only a stripper or a slut would wear clothes like that."
Then about 6 months ago, my wife started getting a little more sexual, often times initiating sex and wearing more sexy outfits (both in the bedroom and occasionally even in public). Up until this time, our sex life was usually me going down on her, and then fucking her to orgasm, but never multiple orgasms as she would say once was enough. But like I said, about 6 months ago she started to change, very subtlety at first, but I loved it. She was now coming to bed with sexy nightgowns instead of flannel pajamas. I loved the look.
One night, she came to bed, with lots of makeup, hair looking great and a sexy, sheer nightgown. She starting kissing my body and continued to go down on me. Now this wasn't exactly a first, but this time she really seemed to be getting into it. In the past, she would suck on me for less than a minute and then mount me. Once or twice, she actually sucked me until I was about to cum, but as soon as she felt me start to climax she stopped and let me spray all over my chest and stomach.
But this time, something was very different. She was like a new woman, a woman possessed, sucking my cock, licking it, rubbing it all over her face and breasts, moaning and telling me how big I was and how much she loved sucking cock. Another change was that she was getting very close to being able to suck my whole cock and she was letting me cum in her mouth. She still wouldn't swallow, but at this point I didn't care, she was deepthroating me, sucking me to orgasm. During these few months, she was becoming so adept at sucking my cock that I said in jest she must be taking lessons. She just gave me a devious little smile, and then said, "That would really excite you, wouldn't it?"
"What do you mean?
"You know, the idea that I might be taking lessons, that I might be practicing on someone else's big cock? Yeah, I think it would, the idea that your wife was sucking a bigggg, mmmmm, big, thick... cock! I think you would get off, watching me suck another man's cock."
"Well no, I mean, well I don't know, I guess so" I replied meekly.
"Yeah, I think so too. You would love to see me going down on a big, fucking cock. One day soon, we are going to test that theory."
And then, during our lovemaking sessions, she was starting to be very verbal, saying things like how she planned to dress sexier, become wilder when we go out and act real slutty. She was going on about being a real wife slut, wanting to showoff and tease me, along with other men, when we went out. She said she wanted to become the slut that I dreamed about. She even went so far as to say the next time we go to dinner, she was going to suck me off under the table.
This had been going on for about 6 months when one morning she said we needed to talk.
I said "Sure, what's up?"
"Well, I wanted to let you know that I have been setting some money aside so that I can become your total fantasy woman!"
"W-what do you mean, I don't think I understand?"
At this point she said, "Well, I am planning on having some work done."
"What kinda work?"
"Well in the past, remember when you would remark about how hot an older actress was and I said I could be as hot as those actresses if I had their money and had work done on me? So, I have been setting money aside and now I plan to become one of those super hot cougars! That would really excite you, the idea that your little mousey wife was now a hot, sexy, big tittied cougar?"
"I don't know what to say babe," I replied, shocked at what I was hearing. "I mean, I think you're beautiful just the way you are!"
"Hah, don't make me laugh, I see the way you ogle the big boobed bimbos at the mall when you don't think I am looking!"
I had to admit deep down she was right, but I wasn't about to admit it to her at this point.
"But babe, every guy looks! I-I-I mean, that doesn't mean I think any less of you!"
"Yeah right, then explain why you are always going to all those big tittied websites and looking at those big breasted bitches?"
Uh, oh, busted, I was stunned! I started to babble an apology.
Then she continued, "Anyway, I'm not really complaining, and I definitely don't want to fight. I just want to have some work done so I can become your ultimate fantasy girl."
"What, what do you mean ultimate fantasy girl?"
"I'm just saying that I want you to look at me instead of those naked models. I want to be the one you fantasize about when you masturbate. I want to be the one who turns heads when I'm out and about, you know, the one that men drool over. I want men to dream about fucking me when they look at my body"
"Well, I guess we could talk about it."
"Actually, it's too late for talk. I am leaving for the clinic in a couple of hours. I'll be gone 3 days or so, depending on how long it takes me to heal."
"What, clinic, huh, heal in 3 days, that doesn't seem possible?"
"I know, but Doc says with his revolutionary procedure, the trauma to my body will be very minimal and therefore the healing is superfast. I am so excited, I can hardly wait to show off my new body! I plan to look like a real fuckslut and become a real hot wife for you. I want to be that big tittied bimbo that turns heads and turns cocks hard by my mere presence. I want that body that looks like it was built for sex, the body that begs to be fucked! You would like that wouldn't you, to be married to a hot slut with cock hardening looks."
"Yeah, I, I guess. But, well, ah , what are you planning on having done?"
"When I had my consultation with Doc, I told him I wanted to have my breasts augmented , maybe to a D cup... Or maybe even larger! I also said I wanted to have a tummy tuck and my ass shrunk, you know, a real hourglass figure. He told me to take it slow, he can always make modifications down the road, so I'm just going to get a breast lift and a little off my stomach and ass."
"Well, ah, gosh, this seems to be something you've really thought through, so I want to support you in this." Down deep, I had to admit this was turning me on, but I think I really wanted to see her go for the bigger chest, not just lift the old. Oh well.
"Hey, I've got some time coming, how about I take today off and drive you to the clinic?"
"No need to", she replied. "It's all taken care of, Doc is sending a car for me!"
"What?" I was starting to get an uneasy feeling the way she kept talking Doc this and Doc that. Who was this guy?
"Don't worry, but right now I need to get ready. Today is just the beginning of my transformation. I'm going to go get changed, will you wait until after I get picked up to go to work? I think it might be worth your while!" she said with her sexy little grin.
An hour and a half later she came down the stairs and I just stood there slack jawed.
"How do I look?" she said as she did a short pose and then slowly spun around.
"Fucking fan-fantastic!" I couldn't believe my eyes. There stood Jessie in a very sheer white top that had a neckline that plunged almost down to her navel. She was obviously bra-less and her nipples were standing out like exclamation points. Next I saw her skirt which was a tight black leather number that was a good 8 to 9 inches above her knees, (just about showing her pussy). At first I thought she had on her usual black sheer pantyhose, but it looked like she was wearing the stockings and garter belt she had refused to wear in the past. I could tell because I could just make out the clasp of the garters at the bottom of her skirt. Topping it all off were the CFMs on her feet. They were the ones she had refused to wear in the past because they were "too slutty" in her opinion. They were black patent leather with the sky high silver metallic stiletto heels, something that normally only a stripper would wear according to her.
"I don't get it, you're dressed like
that