Read the first two installments of this series to get an idea of where the family is in the story.
The next two days were filled with site seeing and there was not a lot of time to talk about all the things that had transpired on this vacation. On Tuesday, Matt and Amber took a boat trip and were going to be gone all day, which left Tammy and I alone and we talked some about what was happening. We were on our patio of the condo sipping wine and I told her that I had never been as excited as I was watching her with Matt. She said she had not been as excited as she was with him, except when we had been first married. She admitted that she had gotten bored with sex and swore that it had nothing to do with me or my abilities or performance. I found that hard to believe but didn't pursue that at this point, not wanting to throw a wrench into what was the most exciting sex I had ever had. When I asked her how she wanted this to go on from here, she got quiet and just sipped her wine for several minutes.
When she finally spoke I was all ears. "I do find it very exciting that a man his age can find me sexy even though I am so much older than he." She paused and drank some more wine. "I also loved having you both with me in bed. That was very satisfying." She stared off and said nothing more.
I wasn't sure how honest I could be with her. I wanted so badly to see her with Matt again and again. Not only him, but others also. Having a slut for a wife was something I only dreamed about and I was hoping, if I played my cards right, that she might also like that role in our relationship. I finally decided to let her know some of my thoughts.
"It was one of the most exciting things I have ever seen, you sucking and titfucking Matt. The fact that you were so willing and good at it added something to the scene. I probably would have cum without touching myself, even if Amber hadn't stroked and sucked me."
It was now my turn to stare off. Tammy didn't answer. She just kept sipping the wine and staring off. I went in to get myself something stronger than wine and give her some time to collect her thoughts, or whatever she needed time for. I returned and filled her glass with wine and sat with my own glass of whiskey.
Tammy finally looked back at me and asked, "Could you believe Amber licked my pussy?"
I smiled and shook my head no and was going to say something when she went on, "It was the most electric I have ever felt down there. I came almost immediately when she started licking me. I have always heard a woman's tongue is the best feeling on a pussy and I think that might be true."
I wanted to laugh but didn't want to spoil the mood, since Tammy was talking about sex. She never talks like this and I not only enjoyed the sex talk but also the fact that my formerly almost frigid wife was admitting the nasty things that I only dreamed of hearing. "Would you like her to lick you again?" I asked, thinking that would be an innocent enough question and still keep her on the topic.
She turned to me and immediately said, "Oh yes. I can't wait until the get home tonight. I really would like her to lick me again. I don't think it is the first time she licked pussy either, do you?"
"You would have to ask her," I answered, "but it certainly looked like she knew what she was doing."
"Oh yes, indeed. She knew exactly what I liked. It was like she had done it many times."
Again there was a long silence. My mind was racing with a multitude of questions, again not wanting to push her too hard but still wanting to keep pressing her to see what she would like in the future. I finally decided on a path to take. "So it didn't make you feel like a lesbian?"
She looked at me and said, "No more than you sucking Matt's cock makes you a fag." We both laughed at that and I said, "Touche."
"Would you like to try your hand at licking her?" I asked, hoping that her answer would be 'yes' but never thinking she would.
"If there ever was any woman I think I could lick, it was be her. I have thought about it almost all the time since then and I am to the point where I would like to give it a try, if for no other reason to have said I did try it."
I was stunned, and hard as a rock also. Girl on girl scenes in porn was one of my favorites. I love seeing a woman lick pussy and to hear my wife talking about wanting to try was incredible. I looked at my watch and it was barely 7:30. The kids weren't due until after 10. I would never last until then. My cock was about to burst inside my pants. I shifted in my chair and asked Tammy, "I could sure use some relief here. This conversation has given me one serious erection."
She looked over at me and said, "You don't want to wear yourself out before they get here do you?"
"Even if I do I am sure I can be revived if they want to play with us some more." I eased my zipper down and pulled my cock out of my pants. "Look, he's all hot and ready for something now. I am sure he will be ready for more by the time they get here."
Tammy got up and went into our bedroom and motioned for me to follow her. She undressed quickly and I pulled off my pants and she put her hand around my cock and started jerking it as I sat on the bed beside her. Soon she had me laying back and was sucking my cock as I started to fondle her breasts. She layed back and spread her legs and guided my head between them and I licked her pussy all over. I went up and down and inside the slit. I licked her clit, softly at first and then pressed harder with my tongue. I paused and looked up at her and asked, "Will you tell me how to lick you so that I can be as good as Amber?" She giggled and said that if I didn't know how after 30 years I was hopeless. "You can always make me cum with your tongue, Ed. Why do you think you need instructions now?"
"There was just something in what you said about Amber licking you that made me think I wasn't doing as well as I could."
"Don't be silly, you do a great job. If I think of something you should do I will tell you." I lowered my face to her pussy again and resumed my licking. It wasn't long until I had her nearing her orgasm. She was clutching at the covers on the bed and moving her head back and forth. "Oh yes, lick it right there. Flick your tongue back and forth as fast as you can." I did what she asked and she had a wonderful orgasm, even juiced up a little, which hadn't happened in years. I stopped licking her and she laid back, legs spread wide. I knelt between her legs and sank my cock in all the way with one stroke, one of her favorite feelings. She moaned loudly and I started to hump my cock into her hard. Her eyes were closed but there was a satisfied smile on her face. She didn't move or say anything as I continued fucking her and for a moment I thought she was asleep. She opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Do you still like my old pussy after being in Amber's young one?"
"Hell yes, I will always love your pussy, especially after you have cum before I fuck you. You are always so hot and wet after cumming. I love having my cock in you."
"Do you think I am a slut for wanting Matt's cock as well as yours? I would hate for you to think of me as a slut."
I kept sliding my cock in and out of her as we talked. "Do you think being a slut is a bad thing?"
"Well, of course, isn't it?"
I thought about how to answer that. I wanted a slut for a wife. Why? I don't know, but that has always been my favorite type of story to read as long as I could remember. From the tone of her question, however, I knew she didn't feel the same way about that word. I finally answered, "I think you are just a sexy woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to say so."
"I felt so slutty when I was letting him fuck my tits and yet, I wanted to please him so badly, I didn't care."
"Oh, that was obvious. I think that was what turned me on the most. The fact that you did want to please him. I loved seeing you act that way."
She smiled a leacherous smile and asked, "Do you want me to be a slut?"
I was too close to orgasm to think of what she might read into my answer and I quickly said, "Oh yes, I would so love you to be a slut."
The feelings of having my cock working in her pussy and our talking was pushing me over the edge. "Do you want to be a slut right now and take my cum on your face?" I looked down, expecting the same answer I had gotten for over 30 years, which was 'absolutely not.'