Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, Wife Watching, Oral Sex, Masturbation, .
Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - After years of marriage, our sex like was zero. Then it got a boost from a man half my age which led to where I am today, in bed with my husband and another man half his age. It may be fun for you to read but it was lots more fun for me to do.
I really can't believe how much my life has changed in the past three months. You just don't expect that at my age.
Let me explain.
I'll start with who I am. My name is Debby, I'm fifty-seven years old, yes, it's been a while since my high school prom, I'm married, happily married, actually, to Brian, he just turned sixty. We're reasonably well-off, have two children, now grown and out on their own, and we live a happy and contented life.
Well, actually, our sex life, like many couples married as long as we have, well, there's been some slippage over the years. Even though I've always believed that you either use it or you lose it, over the last few years intercourse has become a less frequent occurrence, and, recently, the past six to eight months, basically absent from our marriage.
It really began with Brian seeming less interested in sex, not initiating it like he used to. Oh, when were dating and first married, he was an 'every day' kind of guy. That was fine with me, I've always loved sex ever since the first time.
That was with Ozzie Malone. We were both freshmen in high school and, while he wasn't the first boy to press me for sex, it was Ozzie that I yielded to. We were at my house after school and we had all our clothes off, something that had started about two months before, we kept things oral up to that point, and he told me he had gotten some condoms.
Well, the words went right to that place between my legs and the decision was made. We did it that very afternoon. We were smart enough to put some old towels down, there was some blood and a good bit of pain but, as Nature intends, the pain was soon followed by bliss. I've loved fucking ever since.
So, now that Brian not only seemed less interested, he also, even when we got naked and started trying, had trouble getting an erection. So, my sex life has become solo, I've started masturbating whenever I'm alone, it's just not something I feel comfortable doing around Brian, I just don't want him to think he's let me down.
We love one another, we just no longer make love to one another. Well, nothing's perfect and I had, frankly, resigned myself to it and had purchased a few vibrators from the bewildering variety now sold these days.
I remember once, Brian taking me into a sex shop years ago in Europe, it was in Heidelberg, near the Old Bridge, it was oddly called, 'Sex Shoppe, ' and there were a number of items that seemed amazing at the time but, today, well, they sell thousands of items for every single thing you would ever want to do to yourself or anyone else. Recently, when I wanted a vibrator, I went online and was just overwhelmed. But I now have three or four that do the job very nicely.
My life, especially my sex life, had changed somewhat and was due for another, even more dramatic change a few months ago when I reconnected with an old college friend, finding each other and reconnecting over the internet.
Ruby and I had been roommates during our freshman year at University of Colorado and we met at a local restaurant, one that Brian and I particularly like, for a few drinks to reconnect after all these years.
We met in the bar, a large, oval bar, and were well into our first drink when I began to notice a man across from us paying particular attention to me. At first, I thought it was my imagination, I was almost sixty, he looked to be maybe thirty. Maybe.
Now, I'm not an old grandmotherly-looking babe, I still get my share of looks but I must admit not many from the twenties and thirties set. And I had on a short leather skirt that showed-off my second best asset, my legs. I was also showing a bit of my prime asset, my breasts, with just a bit of cleavage visible. I was wearing a push-up bra that really did make me look good.
Just so you know, I even look good without a bra. When I turned forty, Brian's present to me, and to himself, of course, was an implant job just to firm things up nicely. I didn't want big 'Dolly Parton' boobs, just something appropriate to my body size. And they turned out really well. For several months, Brian wouldn't let me wear a top or bra around the house after the initial healing time and his hands and lips were on them all the time. Not that I ever complained, I loved how I looked. I bought a whole closet of dresses and tops. And a few bras and bikinis that always got Brian's attention as soon as I put one on. Any way, back to the night in question.
After a while, there was no doubt that he was, well, checking me out. Finally, our eyes met together and we smiled, then I was sure he was flirting with me.
No, I'm not one of these women who think every guy on earth is making goo-goo eyes at her, but his interest seemed certain. I knew for sure it was when the bartender came over and leaned toward me to ask if the gentleman across the bar might buy me a drink.
Though I was thirty years away from the dating and bar scene, I knew enough that I had a guy interested in me. Well, well.
I told the bartender that I would accept his kind offer and Ruby leaned over to me and whispered, "I don't think you've lost an ounce of your ability to charm the fellows, Debby, not a bit. You're just what I remember from college."
Ruby and I resumed our conversation and, after a few minutes, the gentleman from across the way showed up at my elbow to ask if we minded if he moved to our side of the bar.
We both told him he was welcome and we made a space between us for him to drag up a barstool.
He introduced himself, Craig, and we all chatted for a few minutes about this and that.
Ruby had to beg off in order to be home for her sister-in-law to arrive from out of town, her husband was picking his sister up right about then at the airport and she needed to get home so we set another date to get together in the near future.
So, I was left with Craig.
"I hope you can stay for one more drink, Debby."
I told him I could and we talked about a number of things, our jobs, where we each grew up, I never hid the fact that I was married or had children, then I decided to ask him the question that was most on my mind.
"Unless I'm mistaken, Craig, you seem to be hitting on me, am I right?"
"Well, if I was, would you mind?"
"Um, no, no, I suppose not. But, you didn't answer my question."
"Yes, Debby, I am hitting on you. I find you to be a very attractive and enticing woman."
"Enticing? Well, you're rather enticing yourself. But, it's not nice for you to be hitting on a married woman, Craig. You're rather a naughty young man."
We chatted on for a while longer and I must admit that it did get my juices stirred up to be the center of attention of a man probably twenty-five years younger that me. Yes, I was feeling quite tingly and wet. Something that doesn't happen too frequently these days.
Our nice chat went on for a while longer, then I looked at my watch and saw that we were approaching ten o'clock so I began to beg off.
He gallantly paid our bill and offered to walk me to my car. I was turned on by his attention and his gentlemanly behavior was adding to my attraction to this handsome young man.
We got to my car and chatted for a few minutes, then I said goodbye and put my hand out as his arms surrounded me and he gave me a kiss.
"Well, Craig," I gasped, "you're young enough to be my son."
"Good thing I'm not, aren't there laws against incest?" and he leaned into me once again and kissed me. This time, two things happened, first, I felt his hard cock pressing up against me, second, I slipped my tongue into his mouth a bit as he began grinding his hips against me as I was pressed up against my car.
Well, this was the most heated-up I'd been in a few years and as he pulled his head back, he said, "Debby, I must say that I'm quite taken with you. Debby, you really turn me on," and he gave me another kiss, a hard, passionate kiss pressing against me, his tongue caressing my open mouth as my hands ranged up and down his back.
I just knew I had to leave. If I kept this up, I wouldn't go home at all.
"Um, Craig, I am married, I've told you that. I simply can't go any farther."
"I'm sorry, Debby, you're so beautiful and I want you so bad. You're so sexy."
"Under any other circumstances, Craig, I'd go with you to a hotel or your place, but I can't. Believe me, it's been a while since I've had sex and I'd love to be with you but I just can't."
"Your husband isn't fucking you, Debby? Is he crazy? God, I'd be doing you every night. And more than once."
"Well, I think he's getting older and it does happen. So, I just can't go with you."
I pulled away and turned to get into my car. Then, something stopped me. I turned back to him and put my hand on the large bulge in the front of his pants and whispered, "Craig, I can't believe I'm saying this but if you get in my car, I'll give you a handjob, okay?"
His arms surrounded me as he kissed me. I then unlocked my car and we both got in the back seat where he leaned back as I loosened his belt, zipped down his fly, reached in and unfolded his cock out into the evening air.
"Oh, you are hard, Craig. Makes me feel pretty good that I'm turning a young guy on this much," I murmured as I began jacking him up and down.
"Mmm, that's nice, Debby, really nice."
"Well, It's been a while since I've done this, especially with one this hard."
While I was saying that, his hand was sliding up my leg under my skirt, I spread open a bit to make it easier, even though I had on pantyhose. He was soon rubbing along my sopping wet crease as I stroked him up and down.
I was simply overcome with lust and passion. Fifty-seven is still a sexual age for a woman, at least it sure was for this woman, and I was turned-on like I haven't been in twenty years or more.
I was slowly stroking him as he rubbed over my pussy, then, his breath deepened and he began thrusting up, fucking my fist around his cock.
"UUUMH, UUUMH, UUUMH, uuh, uuh, mmm, mmm, oh, Debby, mmm, oh, that was nice, so nice," and he leaned forward and kissed me, his tongue probing my mouth as his thumb rubbed me through my pantyhose.
"UHH, UHH, UHH, mmm, mmm," and I pulled away from his warm mouth and hugged him to me as my orgasm swirled all around me. For a minute, I couldn't even speak, it had been so long since another person had caused me to have an orgasm, oh, it was wonderful, I just hugged him to me as the feelings sped through me.
A bit out of breath, I whispered, "I think we both enjoyed that, I know I did. Not just what you did to me but what I did to you. I really did enjoy making you cum," as he wiped it up with his handkerchief, then wiped his wet hand on it and put it in his pocket.
"I may just keep this hanky the way it is with both of us on it, so I can tuck it under my pillow at night, Debby," and we kissed again.
It was now late and we got ourselves straightened out and gave each other our email addresses and cell numbers, then went our separate ways, both happy and contented. I replayed his cumming in my hand all the way home.
As I drove home, I really didn't think I would ever hear from Craig again, still not convinced that a woman probably twice his age really turned him on.
I got home and went up to get ready for bed. Brian was already in bed reading and I went in to shower, thankfully something I usually did before bed, otherwise, I had undies that were sopping in the crotch, a bit hard to explain having a night out with a woman friend. When I pulled off my pantyhose, they were very wet and stained. Obviously I had a nice time tonight.
In the shower, I soaped my breasts and spent longer on them than usual, then gave myself some more pleasure with my fingers. I was just so stirred up and horny after all that. Who wouldn't be?
As I slipped into bed, Brian asked, "How was it with Ruby? Nice time? Kinda late."
"Oh, yes, we had lots to catch up on. It was fun."
"I must say, you looked sexy tonight, hon."
I couldn't remember the last time I'd heard those words from my husband.
"You wore that sexy leather skirt I like and were showing a bit of that lovely cleavage of yours. You looked good."
I bent over and kissed him, even putting is a bit of tongue which we hadn't done in a long time.
"Thank you, Brian, what a nice thing to say."
I wondered if he was perhaps suspicious of something, or just what. So, I decided to tell him a bit about my evening.
"Well, truth is, a young man did buy me a drink tonight."
"Woah, I bet that made you feel good, huh?"
"Well, yes, it actually did. At my age. Yes, it did. He actually came over and sat with Ruby and me, even kind of flirted with me."
"I'm glad you had fun, dear, you deserve it in my book. Yes, you do," and he went back to reading his book. I got back up, went into the closet and found the black lacy teddy and matching panties, put them on and walked back into the room and slid in next to him.
"Well, you're a bit frisky tonight. Your young man get you fired-up? I wouldn't blame you a bit," he said as he pulled me to him and kissed me as I moved my middle close and rubbed a bit. I could feel something between us but it was nothing like what I had held in my hand earlier in the evening. That was rock hard. But, at least, Brian seemed interested.
As we kissed and hugged, we were pressing our pelvic areas together and, like in our recent times, I was not feeling anything hard enough to be able to be pushed inside me no matter how slick and wet I was inside, which was a lot, I can tell you.
"You really look sexy in that black teddy, hon. It must turn you on to have the guy come on to you like that. Kinda turns me on, too," he whispered as he ground against me as I hoped to begin feeling a hardening between us.
He slipped his hand down into my panties and rubbed my sopping wet pubic hair which, as aroused as I already was, felt wonderful. Then, a finger slipped inside and began moving in and out.
"I think my young man tonight has got me all wet inside. I'll bet you can tell, huh?"
"Oh, you're really juicy, just all ready for some fun, eh?"