Sylvia's Surprise

As I've mentioned before, I love my wife and we have a really good sex life. Despite the years, sex is always fun and we both have nice orgasms every time. We make love at least twice a week, even at our age.

But my wife is not very adventurous sexually, and I do miss that. As time goes by, we have slipped into a sort of routine where we know what each other likes and we tend to go straight to those things. And oral sex has been completely eliminated from the game plan. She doesn't like sucking me, and she doesn't like me going down on her. And I actually love licking pussy. I miss the taste and the feeling and the response. But she thinks it's gross so I don't do it anymore.

It's funny because she will do things that other people would find unattractive. She will play with my ass and let me play with hers. She knows that I like having my ass played with and she does it pretty often. But oral sex? No.

And I was pretty sure that Sylvia had never done anything out of the norm with Herb. She had told me that Herb was the only man she had ever been with, and I couldn't imagine Herb doing much besides just climbing on and pounding away. The only thing she's really said is that Herb hadn't been able to get hard in a lot of years. I don't know if she had orgasms with him or not, but she cums pretty easily so she probably learned how to get it done quickly. But I'm just guessing.

The point being that I don't think she's ever had her pussy licked. And I've decided that we ought to try it. She might like it a lot, who knows? I used to be pretty good at it, but I'm out of practice. But if I'm going to fuck someone besides my wife, why shouldn't I try and get all I can out of it? And she might really enjoy it!

The weekend went like every other weekend. Lori and I ran errands, did some things around the house, went out to eat with friends, and had sex on Saturday night. And it was wonderful. Just like always.

We didn't see her parents over the weekend, so no awkward glances that might get us in trouble. We will have a cookout on the Fourth with them and other family and friends, so Sylvia and I will have the chance to get used to being in the same room without too much discomfort. I'm not worried about it anyway, because Sylvia and I have been known to kid around.

By Sunday night, I was itching to see Sylvia again. I couldn't wait until I buried my face into her pussy. If she tastes as good as she smells, then I'm going to really enjoy this. I hope she likes it. Sunday night, I couldn't sleep because I kept dreaming about licking her for hours.

On Monday, I had to go to work so I wasn't home at all until late. Sylvia knew that I wouldn't be there (I had told her that I had to work at the office), so we didn't get together. And I was a nervous wreck that evening, so much so that Lori asked me what I was up to. I just told her that I had to deal with a challenging employee that day (which was true), and that it bothered me more than I thought it would.

Tuesday morning, the sun was shining and it was a gorgeous day. Lori likes to get to work early, so she's up and gone before I'm barely awake most days. I didn't know, really, if Sylvia was going to come by, but I was definitely going to be ready in case she did. We just hadn't had a chance to talk about whether she had plans or if I would be home. She known about Monday but I hadn't said anything about Tuesday. God, I was like a teenager worrying about if the cute girl likes me. We needed to figure out how to communicate about this without making it seem weird. Or I could set a schedule so that I was home certain days every week. Or I could just be home every day and hope. God, this is so hard.

Breakfast, coffee, shower, and dressed by 9. Since I didn't know if or when she would be there, I decided that I should just plan on working until she came. I had things that did need to be done, but I would rather play with Sylvia.

Dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, I worked until about 11, and I was a little disappointed that Sylvia hadn't come yet. But I had to remember that she had her own life and couldn't drop everything just to come and play.

I had almost given up on seeing her by noon when I heard the door to the garage open and the garage door close. Sylvia peeked around the corner and smiled when she saw me. I said, "Hi Sylvia. What's going on?" I gave her my best sexy smile back.

She said, "It's been quite a morning! I've been running around like crazy! Herb had a doctor's appointment and he wanted me to go. I'm so sorry! Have you been waiting for me?" She came and melted into my embrace, and I kissed her warmly. She felt so good in my arms. I kissed her more deeply and she moaned.

"God, I've missed seeing you. I thought today would never get here! You've turned me into a sex fiend!" She had turned fully to me and I reached down and pulled her ass tight against me, my cock already stiffening in my pants.

Sylvia pulled her lips away from mine and said, "If you don't get me in bed soon, I may burst."

Without a word, I took her hand and we nearly ran upstairs. When we got into the bedroom, I pulled my t-shirt off and started unzipping my jeans. I couldn't wait much longer!

Sylvia, too had started to undress. Today she was dressed in a more dressy blue flowered skirt and simple white blouse, covered by a navy cardigan, and when I looked at her she had dropped the sweater and was turned away from me, unbuttoning the blouse. I had worn boxers that were more snug than saggy, and they were barely able to contain my cock. As she continued to undress, I moved behind her and, pulling her close, I started kissing her neck and ears. She moaned and said, "I have a little bit of a surprise for you." She pulled the blouse out of her skirt and then turned towards me and pushed her tits hard into my chest, and we kissed deeply once again, like greedy lovers who couldn't wait to be together again. I grabbed her ass again and started grinding my cock into her hips, enjoying the feeling of her tits while i humped her hips.

She broke away from me and said, "God you feel so good, but hold tight, cowboy. I want you to see me first!" She stepped back and I looked at this amazing woman. I sat down on the side of the bed and she took a step back to give me a better view. As she did, she said, "I decided that it was time that I dressed a little sexier for you. Herb wouldn't even notice if I walked through the house nude."

And then I saw it. Her white blouse was so thin that I could see almost through it, and it was tight enough that it clung to her body. It wasn't a mother-in-law blouse, that's for sure. In fact, I realized that her blouse was thin enough that it was entirely possible that her nipples showed through her blouse!

She said, "I was so naughty today, I did wear a sweater so I wouldn't get arrested! But it felt so good to know that I could show off just like a young girl! I was so excited that I could barely sit still!"

When she pulled the blouse off, her tits came into view, and I now saw that it wasn't like any bra she had ever worn! It was also thin and tight, and the cups only came up about halfway! Her nipples were almost completely uncovered, and they stood out hard from the cups!

She reached behind her to unzip her skirt and I couldn't help but pull my boxers off. I wanted this woman so desperately!

Sylvia dropped the skirt and I saw matching blue panties that barely covered her pussy, and they hugged her so tight that she had a complete camel toe. It was obvious that those panties were soaked!

She said, "It felt so good to feel my tits bouncing as I walked, knowing that soon you would be holding them and loving them. Do you like my new outfit?" She reached behind to unfasten the bra, and then quickly dropped it and then pulled the panties down in nearly the same motion. She came to me on the bed and leaned in to kiss me while we fell backwards and maneuvered our way to the pillows.

She said, "Am I ok, John? Do you mind that I'm not 20 anymore?"

I responded by kissing her neck and starting my way down to her tits. I grabbed one and held it, feeling the warmth that was coming from it. I said, "Oh my God, Sylvia, you are the sexiest woman I have ever known! I can't believe how hot you are!" And I took her nipple into my mouth and tasted the fleshy nub, feeling it harden even more as I held it in my mouth. She held my head and groaned. But I was not nearly ready to stop, so I reluctantly gave up her nipple and started kissing my way down her body. She didn't seem to understand what I was doing, and I let my fingers caress her pussy while I kissed her stomach and then her hips.

Her legs responded to my touch, opening so that I could slide in more deeply. And as she enjoyed my fingers, my mouth touched her clit. I took a long, gentle lick through her lips, grazing over her clit and savoring her juices for the first time. Sylvia jumped as I did, surprised by my move. I pulled my head up and smiled at her. She looked confused but didn't back away.

I said, "Sylvia, trust me. I want to lick you if you don't mind. I promise that if you relax, you will love it, ok?" She slowly nodded and laid back into the pillows, her arm covering her face.

"Oh God, that feels so wrong, John. You shouldn't do that! I'm dirty down there!" But her hips were telling another story, moving in rhythm as I started working on her. I licked and nibbled away, savoring every moment like it was the last time I would do it. She tasted so fucking good that I wanted to stay there forever. While I was licking, I had two fingers still in her pussy, probing and rubbing against her g-spot, trying to get past the embarrassment.

She was moaning pretty good by this point and her hips were rocking against me. I could feel her pussy opening to my tongue, and I was working my tongue and my lips against her now, alternating by plunging my tongue in when I pulled my fingers back, then pushing my fingers in when my tongue went to her clit.

She was clearly in another place by this time, because she pulled my head against her pussy now. She was saying things but there was no way to understand it. I just knew that she was going to cum hard and soon if I just kept going. And there was no way that I was stopping.

She stiffened, her entire body tight, her legs holding me hard against her now. She let out a scream and I felt her pussy explode against my face, covering my face with her juices. She spasmed and kept riding my tongue for several more seconds. Finally, she relaxed enough that I could get up and I sat up and removed my fingers, rubbing her pussy gently while she calmed down. I got up and went to the restroom to clean up a little bit. I didn't mind having her taste on me but I didn't want to freak her out any more. When I got back, I laid down next to her and kissed her tenderly.

She said, "Where did you learn such a thing? Do you do that with my daughter?"

I laughed and said, "Did you like it? I thought I'd give you a surprise of my own."

She smiled at me. "I like surprises.", and kissed me again, more passionately and urgently. I needed to be inside her; my cock was so hard that the skin was shining, and I had cum leaking all over it.

As we continued to kiss and fondle each other, we moved around so that my cock was against her pussy now, and I was trying to find my way in. I was beyond tender lovemaking by this point, so I wasn't as gentle as I would have normally been. She seemed to understand my need and rolled onto her back, opening her legs and welcoming me in, her arms outstretched in anticipation.

I moved between her legs and looked down at my sweet, kind lover, driven by desire for her and to feel her caress and the bliss that she could provide. I looked at her pussy, trimmed so that only a strip of hair remained. Her pussy was open and ready for me, and I took my cock in my hand and moved the head against her. I held it there for a few seconds, jus savoring the anticipation. I wanted to be inside her so badly, and I knew that she wanted me to fill her as well. I pushed it forward and slid the head inside, and she drew in a breath, and she reached out to me again, wanting to hold me while I filled her. I moved my hips forward while at the same time moving my body down to her embrace, and she wrapped her arms around me, kissing me deeply. I returned the kiss and my hips fell to hers as my cock slid into her easily.

We made sweet love together, slowly and gently moving in rhythm, in no hurry to finish. My urgent need suddenly disappeared because I didn't want to leave her embrace. I wanted to leave my cock inside her forever.

But the sensations finally overcame us, and our bodies moved faster. I wanted her to cum again before I did, so I rolled her so that she was on top of me, and she put her legs on either side of my hips and slid all the way down my cock. She said, "God, you feel so good. So big, so hard, I can't believe how good this is." Her hips rocked and swayed, grinding her clit against me. I reached up and held her tits in my hands, enjoying the feel of their weight in my hands.

She rode me harder and harder, her need becoming greater with every thrust forward against me. Finally, she laid down on top of me and squeezed her pussy hard on my cock and let out that animal sound that meant that she was cumming again. I felt her spasm and stiffen again and I savored the sensation of this woman in my arms. I felt her tits smashed against me and could feel the heat from her pussy engulfing my cock. I was so close to cumming, I needed to cum so badly. She kissed me hard and said, "You are so good. You are so good."

I lifted her hips slightly and started thrusting hard, filling her more and more with every thrust. Her body was almost limp but she started moving her hips again, and I knew that I was nearly there. I felt my cock grow bigger and harder, and I shoved it hard against her and pushed in as far as I could, and I exploded. I let out a roar of my own when I came, and I could feel the cum shooting hard and fast from me, emptying me of everything I had.

When I finally stopped thrusting and could relax again, she kissed me and laid on top of me, whispering words of love to me, running her fingers through my hair. It was such a tender moment that I will never forget.

Soon, though, we knew we had to get back to our real lives, and we parted, cleaned up and dressed. We didn't say much then; our bodies had said so much already. After we were dressed and she had returned to her matronly appearance (except for the bra and panties that lie underneath), we agreed that we had to have a system for knowing when to meet. We figured a texting signal that we could work, and we agreed that we needed at least a couple of days a week.

Well, tomorrow is the Fourth and we have a cookout to attend. It should prove to be an interesting day.