Trying Something New

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- - Trying Something New - -

Even after 15 years of marriage, there's always an opportunity to spice things up. When my wife announced during my birthday dinner, that she had secretly arranged it so that the kids had gone off to her parents for the night because there was something new that she wanted to try when we got home, I knew I was in for a treat.

Emily is a cracking looking woman. She has always turned heads. Guys always looked at her, and I was used to it. Even though she was now 34 and a mum of two as we walked into the restaurant and were shown to our table, everyone checked her out, men and women. She has a rare natural beauty. No false nails or tattooed eyebrows. No Botox or lip fillers, and no fake tan or bleached hair. Just a beauty that comes from good genes and hard work.

She'd worked incredibly hard to get her figure back after having our two beautiful children and I am very conscious that I am the main beneficiary of her efforts. I love her deeply for her sweat and the pride she takes in everything that she does. In return for her efforts to look so good, I am happy to reward her with pleasure. She has an insatiable appetite for sex and at her command, I happily spend hours with my head between her legs using my mouth to bring her to orgasm (her choice of reward). Therefore, she is happy, and I am happy.

Emily is 5'2" and a semi-professional ballet dancer. In her younger years, she couldhave turned fully professional but her height stood against her. (Pardon the pun)

Because of her dancing, her physique has always been that of an athlete. She has strong slender legs, a tiny waist, a flat tummy, and high firm 32B breasts. She boasts a curly

blonde, shoulder-length bob of hair, a pear-shaped pretty face, and big blue eyes. Her skin, although pale, has a natural glow and silkiness.

I could tell by the sparkle in her eyes, but she had mischief in her mind. I asked her what it was, that she was hoping to try, as this special birthday treat. She smiled, and surprisingly to me, she blushed slightly. She giggled and said that she would tell me later if she had enough courage.

I was intrigued, to say the least, to find out exactly what Emily was thinking. For her to have blushed, was a surprise to me. Having been together for so long there was little that we could share without embarrassment.

I pressed her film information, but Emily was resolute and refused to say anymore.

We finished our meal and the two bottles of Gavi, our favourite Italy white wine, which had easily slipped down our throats. The taxi was already waiting outside so we paid, thanked the waiter, and were quickly in the taxi heading home.

The cool night air hit me, and I realised I was probably more drunk than I had originally thought. In my mind, I quickly recounted the two mojito cocktails that we had enjoyed before ordering dinner, and subconsciously blamed them.

I took Emily's hand and squeezed reassuringly. In return, she turned and looked at me and smiled her beautiful smile. For the millionth time, I considered just how lucky I am to be able to call this beautiful creature my wife.

As we neared home, I noticed Emily fidgeting slightly in the seat next to me. I guessed immediately what she was up to. Not for the first time, whilst in a taxi, Emily squirmed about for a few moments and then I felt her hand slide over towards me searching out my hand in the darkness of the backseat of the cab. Once she had located my hand, I felt her press the soft material over her panties into my palm. I looked over at her, but she kept her face forward as if nothing was happening. As the streetlamps flashed by outside, I could see the wicked naughty grin on her face. Emily was in 'play mode'.

Carefully I manoeuvred the panties in my hand, searching out the little v-section, that moments before, would have been against her opening. I lifted her underwear to my face and held this most intimate part of her underwear to my nose. Her sexual aroma was fragrant and strong. I was almost shocked at how wet her panties were, she was definitely excited. I inhaled deeply savouring her pussy perfume. Emily couldn't help herself and was now watching me, so I increased my show for her. I used both hands to open the gusset of her panties and made a display of licking and sucking the fabric. I could taste her pussy and I felt the first surge of blood move to my cock.

Emily slid slightly closer to me so that she was almost in the middle seat. She leaned over and whispered, "Is that nice?" I smiled and growled in a low husky response that "I fucking love it". Emily's smile beamed knowing how much I enjoy her naughty behaviour.

We were only a few minutes from home, but Emily was obviously in the mood for 'having fun'. As the streetlights illuminated the inside of the car in a rhythmic and steady tempo I watched as Emily parted her legs and her hand slid down between her thighs. I watched her back straighten, her head roll back slightly and her mouth open in a silently gasp as her fingers made first contact with her opening. She made an exciting show for a few brief moments when in an instant the cab came to a halt, and I saw that we were home. As the driver switched on the interior light I glanced quickly at Emily and saw that she had promptly straightened her dress and was now sucking discretely on her fingers. The fingers that had just been inside her. She was not sucking them in a sexual, provocative manner, instead, it was in the manner that someone might chew a fingernail or nibble a finger whilst in thought. It appeared completely normal and of no consequence to the driver but for me, it was sexual electricity.

I paid the cabbie and hastily followed Emily, who was already at the front door, hunting for the key in her handbag. I was halfway up the garden path as I heard the taxi pull away behind me. Emily had now opened the door and as the light from our hallway illuminated her, I watched her drop her handbag inside the door and in one movement reach down to the hem of her dress and lift it up and over her head. Waves of excitement and panic hit me at the same time. Emily's petit naked figure was silhouetted perfectly in the light and was open to view for any neighbours that may have been looking. I hurried the last few steps and bundled her through the door slamming it closed in the process. We tumbled onto the floor together laughing.

I kissed her and moved my right hand downward, over the flat of her stomach towards the parting of her thighs but to my surprise, Emily pulled away and quickly stood up. I looked at her, wide-eyed, expecting some explanation.

Emily smiled at me, and said only, "I'll pour us some drinks. Take your clothes off and come through to the kitchen in a few moments". I lay on the carpet and watched her wiggle off through the kitchen door wearing just her black stilettos. I couldn't help myself and I yearned for her bottom as she moved and disappeared out of sight. A little low growl escaped me as I imagined sinking my teeth into the flesh of her buttocks.

I heaved myself up and quickly undressed leaving my clothes on the hallway chair. I nipped into the downstairs bathroom to kill a few moments and went for a pee and washed my hands.

I entered the kitchen to find Emily sitting on her usual high stool next to the breakfast bar. This was Emily's seat of choice when she was eating her breakfast, helping the kids with homework or if she was working on her laptop. The difference now, however, was that Emily was completely naked. She'd even kicked off her shoes. It was almost strange to see her sitting so normally in the kitchen but in the buff. I made toward her with my hands outstretched ready to take her into my grasp but once again Emily stopped me and instead pointed to the stall in front of her. I took a seat as directed and she slid a tall glass of gin & tonic towards me. The leather of the seat was cold against my bare bum.

I sipped my drink and waited for Emily to speak. I smiled at her.

Emily blushed. Her face, neck and her breasts turned red. It was incredibly sexy. I asked her what was going on. She smiled again and giggled that she was too embarrassed to say.

I felt her stalling, so I said, "Babe, you don't need to be embarrassed with me. There's nothing you can say or do right now that would make me love you any less. You know I love it when you are a sexy bitch. I love it when you express yourself and allow that naughty side of you to come out to play".

She smiled even more, and her eyes flashed as she spoke, "Yeah, I know. But this is really naughty. You know I'm kinkier than you. I just don't want to ever go too far and then all of a sudden you think I'm some kind of depraved sicko or something. I'm not sure I can say it."

I felt a little sorry for her. I could see that she was struggling so I said, "how about this then. Don't say it, let's just do it. Whatever it is I'll be fine."

She slipped from her stall and said, "Ok then, you need to lay on the floor".

I asked for clarification if she want me here in the kitchen or upstairs in the bedroom and she said, "right here on the floor".

I laid myself on the stone floor as instructed and, in my head, thanked myself for having installed the underfloor heating system. The stones were in fact, nicely warm on my bare skin.

Once I was laid flat on my back on the stone floor, Emily positions herself over the top of me in a 69 position. I eagerly raised my face latching my mouth onto her waiting pussy. as I began to work the tip of my tongue into the folds of her wet slit I felt her mouth engulf my semihard cock. I could feel the blood surging into my member and it stiffening in the hot wetness.

I licked and sucked eagerly on her lips drawing her taste and wetness into my mouth for me to taste. Within a few, up and down strokes of her lips my member stood fully erect. For a few minutes, I was lost in the excitement and ecstasy of this pleasure however then the thought entered my mind as to exactly what Emily had referred to when she said about trying something new. I tried to push this thought from my mind and went back to enjoying my wife's excitement.

After a few more moments Emily raised herself away from my face slightly by pulling her knees more tightly to the sides of my head. Instinctively I raised my head further so that I could still reach her with my mouth. However, Emily's hand slid down my chest and pressed me back onto the floor so that she was hovering her pussy five or six inches above my face. She then used that hand to then work her genitals back and forward quickly in a thrashing motion whilst I enjoyed the show. A few moments more and I heard her in a deep breathy voice say, it's "happening, here it comes". With utter glee and excitement, Emily trickled the first few drops from her bladder as it began to empty onto my chest and neck.

At first, it was just a few droplets of her golden nectar but as she continued to thrash her fingers across her opening the flow increased until Emily was openly pissing on my neck. I couldn't help myself; I raised my face again so that I could capture her full flow into my mouth. It was hot, sweet and with only the slightest tang. With my mouth overflowing I was able to press my tongue back against her to work her flowing opening. This was obviously the approval and confidence that she needed to know that I was enjoying it, and most definitely was. In return, she took my member back into her mouth and began working it hard and fast up and down.

She began to convulse and as she pumped the last few squirts of pee onto my face her orgasm also came. Her legs started to shake and tremble and her knees snapped tighter together clamping the sides of my head. I watched as the clear water liquid that was oozing from her cunnie, turned to a beautiful white as her pussy produced its natural orgasmic fluids. Again, I lifted my head and greedily licked everything she had to offer.

This was all too much for me, and my orgasm came quickly now. Emily's expert mouth was well practiced at knowing when my climax was nearing, and she doubled her efforts bringing me quickly to eruption into her mouth. It was time for my legs to shake as I emptied my balls into her mouth. She squeezed my balls roughly in her fingers draining me of my love juices.

As my climax subsided, she swivelled around so that we were now face-to-face. I knew what was coming as she leaned over my face and opened her mouth. She extended her tongue allowing my man seed to roll down and dribble into my open waiting mouth. As soon as the majority of my seed was in my mouth, she leaned in and kissed me deeply. Our tongues swirled around mixing her cum, my cum and her pee into a sweet and luscious nectar which between us we easily swallowed.

Emily licked and cleaned my face of all of her spent liquid. Most of it she drank herself but occasionally she shared with me. I just laid back and enjoyed the attention.

Once she was happy with her completed work, she kissed me playfully on the lips and stood up. I propped myself up and watched her turn and walk across the kitchen. She stopped in the kitchen doorway and half-turned to look at me over her shoulder. For the billionth time in my life, I thought how beautiful she was.

She blew me a kiss and asked, 'Are you coming in the shower?' With that, she disappeared out of the room.

If I 'get you off,' please take a few moments to tell me about it in the comments.

This is a work of fiction and an original story by Inhales Deeply.

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1) I got you off.

2) You have thoughts and ideas on what direction you'd like the next chapters to take.

3) What you'd like to do with Emily if you had her alone?