Introduction: This story is about a huge step my wife and I took this summer in our marriage. I've written a lot on here about how Jane has become much more sexually adventurous in the past couple of years, but in my wildest dreams I never imagined I'd ever write this particular story, let alone experience the pleasures it describes. We are a very ordinary, middle-class British couple living in the southwest of England, both of us 55, grey haired and respectable. Well, I ought to say outwardly respectable in my own case; I have a very high sex drive that makes me a bad boy, hence the stories elsewhere on here about my experiences outside marriage, but those need not concern us in this story.
Jane and I are now 'empty nesters' and with several other factors that has transformed our sexlife and enabled us to be much more free-spirited and downright naughty together. We're having better sex than at any time in the 30 years we've known each other and I'm amazed at the way Jane's sexual response has changed so much for the better in her mid-50's. After reading of the events I'm about to relate, you'll understand why I have to sometimes pinch myself to take it all in.
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One afternoon a few months ago I was getting some shopping out of the car on the drive of our house when a young girl trotted up to me and thrust a sheet of paper in my hand, gave me a lovely smile and said a bright "thank you" in what sounded like an Italian accent. She and another girl were leafleting all the houses in our road so I realised it was yet another piece of junk mail and was about to consign it to the recycling bin. Thankfully I didn't, and there started a chain of events that proved to be a revelation for Jane and me over the months that followed.
Whether it was the bright and perky girls doing the leafleting or the headline on the sheet of paper that caught my eye, I don't suppose it matters now, but whatever it was turned out to be serendipitous. "Earn £1500 tax free this summer by hosting international language students aged 18-20". It was from a local language school in our city and the urgent tone of their message and the hastily published sheet gave the impression they were desperate for host families. We live in a historic city that attracts a lot of foreign students and I was aware of the challenge to find enough suitable host families each summer. We'd received similar invitations in previous years but had always declined for one reason or another. But with an empty nest and the prospect of earning some extra cash to help our holiday fund, I held onto the leaflet to discuss it with Jane.
We talked it through over supper that evening and her positive reaction surprised me. My wife is quite conservative and I fully expected her to turn down the idea of a young person living with us, especially given how she now enjoys having the house to ourselves, and the privacy it affords. But she accepted the idea with open arms, said it would be good for us to have a young person around the house for a few months, helping to keep us fresh and our minds active. It was a Friday evening and we had a nice meal together, talking at length about the prospect of sharing our house with a person younger than either of our two children. I think we both felt it was a big step to take though neither of us knew at that stage just how big it would turn out to be. We agreed to sleep on it all and make a decision the following day.
As invariably happens at the weekend, we both woke early feeling extremely horny and desperate for sex. With no foreplay needed to warm up, Jane pulled me onto her, opened her legs and urged me to slip inside her. I was blown away at how wet she was, even more than usual. Just as well as she was so tight but I entered her slickly and she groaned as I murmured in her ear what a mess her pussy was in even before I'd added my own. We fucked hard, urgently, and I made her a lot more messy within just a few minutes as we climaxed noisily together. I stayed inside her to gauge her mood and to see whether she was ready for more, or needed a breather.
She opened her eyes and looked intently at me, then without a word, squeezed me gently with her pelvic muscles. She's become very adept at it and knows how much to squeeze so that she doesn't cause my semi to pop out. She did it just right and milked me so that my cock got beautifully hard again. It was also her signal to me that she wanted more fucking, and we both knew it would be mind-blowing because I'd cum inside her already and could keep going to give her the multiple orgasms she was expecting. Getting hard inside her drove her wild as it always does, and as she was so aroused I knew I could tease her a little. I gave her some slow and steady full-length strokes of my cock and then just as she was expecting it fast and hard I gently withdrew and used my glans to stroke her labia and tease her clit.
She groaned loudly and gave me a pained expression, seemingly incredulous that I was going to make her wait for the deep pounding she wanted so badly. "Oh you bastard, I need you deep inside me," she complained.
"I know my sweet, but you also love having your clit stroked like this, and you know how open and wet you'll be when I slip back inside."
"Fuck, that IS lovely, don't stop rubbing my clit with your cock like that, OH GOD... FUCK," she cried out loudly and had a little climax, gripping my forearms with her hands and tightening her legs around mine. I decided to tease her with words next.
"I hope having a young student living with us won't stop you enjoying yourself like this; we might have to be a bit quieter, you've got so used to being noisy," and I slipped my cock back inside her to keep her on the boil.
"Oh fuck that's good... God, there's no way I want to stop doing this," she panted as I started to saw steadily in and out of her. "Anyway, the students are out all day on Saturdays visiting places so it's only Sundays when we'll have to be careful."
"Mmmmm, baby, you've thought about this haven't you?" I gave her firmer thrusts of my cock.
"Well of course I have, I'm not...oh fuck... not giving this up anytime soon. Oh god... fuck me...fuck me hard... PLEEEEASE!" She struggled to get her words out, panting hard as I gave her the deep pounding she needed. I teased her further, knowing she'd get even more turned on by dirty talk.
"Just think darling, we might be given a cute young boy, all lean and dark who'll fancy you rotten, especially when he hears you fucking with your dirty hubby first thing in the morning. You'll have to wash his sheets frequently, he'll make such a mess of them with his copious young cum, wanking while he listens to a lovely mature woman climaxing noisily, wishing he was shagging you."
"Oh fuck that's so naughty, you're unbelievably bad...oh god, keep that pace going... fuck I'm going to cum again," she screwed her eyes tight and ground her pussy against my pubic bone as I buried myself balls deep inside her. Her body racked with pleasure, she moaned her way through another little climax. "Tim hold my bottom, please..." She loves it when I do that, well we both do. It raises her bum off the bed and changes the angle of her pelvis, to allow me even deeper penetration.
Jesus, I could feel her cervix against the tip of my penis and it turned me on so much. I gave her deep firm strokes as I held her bottom, using her for my own pleasure as she came off her own climactic plateau. She talked gently into my ear, fully aware of how aroused I was, "I'd assumed we'd have a girl that I could mother for the summer... oh shit don't stop that's amazing... Oh GOD your cock is so hard... won't you'll get jealous if our young man takes a shine to me?" She teased back, and then gave us both a dose of reality, "knowing my luck he'll be fat and smell of feet... fuck, oh fuck me hard."
I was giving Jane a right old seeing to, her lovely feet were up in the air and her knees wide apart giving me complete access to her cunt. She was wired for sex and I pushed her further with the dirty talk. "No he won't, he'll be gorgeous and you won't be able to keep your eyes off him, and nothing, absolutely nothing would give me more pleasure than to come home one afternoon and find you in our bed, teaching him how to fuck your brains out." I didn't give her a chance to respond and gave her a really hard pounding fuck to bring her to another climax.
This one tipped her right over the edge and she fell into a deep pool of orgasmic pleasure. She cried loudly for me to hold her as she fell and her body turned to jelly. I hadn't cum but I knew that trying to carry on was hopeless as she'd lost her motor function and needed time to recover. I slid out of her and cuddled her close as she slipped into semi-consciousness, groaning and whimpering into my shoulder. She dozed while I held her and I worried if I'd gone too far in my verbal teasing. I'd no idea who we might get as a student, it could well be a girl and I certainly had no desire to even consider crossing any lines in that case. Anyway, young girls don't turn me on, it's older women I go for, always has been.
No, in my dreams, we'd have a nice young man, well behaved, a bit shy, good looking and who I could visualise fucking my darling Jane. Like a lot of men, I'd harboured a fantasy of seeing my otherwise respectable wife servicing another man in bed, just the two of them to begin with, but subsequently the three of us engaging in a filthy threesome. The likelihood of it happening I put at zero, as she's strictly a one-man woman and has never had sex with anyone but me. But I could still dream, as it was a natural extension of what I have experimented with myself, for reaI.