The New Mary

THE NEW MARY by Remittance Man Stepping from the tub, Mary saw her blurred image on the steamed up mirror. How appropriate, she thought. The image reflected her thoughts, her feelings. Not that she wasn't sure of what she was about to do,........no, of that she was very sure. Rather it reflected the awareness that somehow a new image would develop after tonight. Drying herself, she saw what he had laid out for her. The lingerie was expensive, and had been placed on the counter with care. She smiled, noting that he had picked black. It was his way of expressing himself, a way to assure her that this was a night for both of them. The satined lace felt wonderful as she carefully slipped the items on, one by one. Would she notice how good they felt when they were removed? Would she notice anything other than her desire then? The dress had also been carefully chosen, and it too, was in black. Understated, it nonetheless was designed to be alluring, sensual. He had picked well. She picked up the towel, and slowly wiped the steam from the mirror, not sure what she would see. She caught her breath and realized that the woman in the mirror was someone she hadn't seen before. The woman facing her was confident, sexy, and just a bit mysterious. Had he been there, he would have approved. How had it come to this, she wondered? When he first brought up the idea, she was shocked and hurt. His attempts at reassuring her were persisent, and in the end, convincing. Well, he was the most convincing man she had ever known, wasn't he? Still, it took time for her to consider the idea objectively. But when she did, when she put aside all the conventional taboos, she had to admit that he was right. The years of marriage had sapped her of the qualities that drew him to her so many years ago. The faithfulness and devotion to one another had never been in doubt. But with the familiarity had come a degree of boredom. Their lovemaking had become infrequent and lacked the excitement of years gone by. In some respects, it had even become tedious. Her self-confidence had suffered, and her desire waned even more. While trying to reason with herself, she suddenly noticed her thoughts coming back to his proposal. In fact, she started fantasizing what it would be like. She started picturing herself in the myriad of possible situations, and noticed the stirring deep inside at the mere thought. Yes, this would be good for her, for both of them. Tonight, for the first time in her life, she would make love to a man other than her husband. During the taxi ride to the restaurant, her thoughts wandered to the night ahead. Dinner, dancing, soft whispers and tentative caresses. If all went well, in a few short hours she would be in his apartment, feeling his warmth, his passion. She had chosen David carefully. She smiled at the memory of how she had first broached the subject. She had been so nervous, she thought she sounded like a love-struck schoolgirl. It was his response to her rambling pro- position that had assured her she had made the right choice. He had paused, then had taken her hand and kissed it. He had smiled and said he would be honored and had gently held her face while he kissed her deeply, but softly. She unconsciously shuddered with pleasure at the memory. They had been friends with David for a long time, and knew intuitivley that they could trust him. Though she had never looked at him before as a prospective lover, she realized that she had found him to be attractive. Slightly taller and younger than her husband, he had many of the same qualities. Yes, she had chosen well. Arriving at the restaurant, she took a deep breath. She knew that once she entered, there would be no going back. But she didn't want to go back. She wanted to awaken the feelings that had been buried for so long. She wanted to experience all the excitement that comes with surrendering to a new lover. She wanted to feel him, to caress him, and to hold him inside her at that special moment. Confidently, with a new determination, she walked inside. He rose to greet her at the table. "You look wonderful," he said. With that, he handed her a single white rose. "White is for friendship, something that will never change." She blushed slightly, looking at the rose. "Thank you. I hope that by the time tonight is over our friendship is deeper than ever..." "Oh, it will be, I assure you"......... She smiled inwardly at her attempt to be coy, and at his consideration. They soon fell into comfortable conversation, easing some of the nervousness they both felt. Dinner was wonderful, and the drinks were calming her nicely. A newfound boldness caused her to remove a shoe and start caressing his leg under the table. The music was playing and he asked her to dance. His arms felt strong and confident. He held her close and whispered how beautiful she was. She moved closer, noting the sensation of holding a man other than her husband. She couldn't quite describe it. The different cologne, the unfamiliar touch. But the feeling was good, even intoxicating. She started to gently kiss his neck, running her tongue in little circles. He responded by pulling her into him, holding her so that she could feel what she was doing to him. Boldly, she whispered: "....how does it feel holding a married woman? Knowing that she is yours for the evening to do with as you wish? Knowing that she wants to feel your hard cock in places no one other than her husband has been?" The music ended, and without a word, the bill was paid and they left the restaurant. In the taxi, they kissed with a passion she hadn't experienced for some time. When they arrived at his apartment, she noted that he had taken the time to create an atmosphere of comfortable seduction. The music and lights were low, the champagne already on ice. They sat on the couch, and he poured the champagne. They toasted friendship and new experiences. When he moved to kiss her, she stopped him. Putting her glass on the table, she rose from the couch. "I've been thinking about this for a long time" she said. With that, she reached behind her and unzipped her dress. She slowly, thoughtfully pulled it down from her shoulders, letting it fall at her feet. His eyes grew wider as he took in the sight of her. Breasts bare, with just the garter belt, stocking and heels, she was incredibly sensual. ".....I take it you approve?" she said, reaching for his hand. He stood, and in one motion, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, answering her question. He set her down on the bed, taking in her beauty as he removed his shirt. She noted how good he looked, and started to caress herself, putting on a show for him. There was no nervousness now, no reticence, only desire. She had closed her eyes in her reverie, and when she opened them, she gasped at the sight of his naked body. His cock was fully erect now, and somewhat larger than her husbands. Almost in a daze, she walked over to him, and reached him. She offered her mouth to his, letting her hands grasp his cock, nails running along the sides. Their tongues intertwined and explored the other. " I want your cock so bad. I want to taste it, and feel it, and worship it." She slowly lowered herself to her knees, and brought it to her lips. Softly, teasingly she ran her lips the legth of it, flicking the head with her tongue. The different texture of a strange cock, the different taste, the different size had her on fire. She paused a second, and took the entire length in her mouth. His short gasp told her that David was enjoying this. "That's it Mar, take it all in. Show me how much you want my cock. Think of how turned on your husband would be, seeing his wife suck another man's cock." The words registered in her brain like an explosion. Here she was, the perfect wife, in garters and heels sucking another man's cock. Here she was, prim and proper Mary, acting like the slut she thought she couldn't be. She wanted to prove something to herself now, she wanted to taste his come as he tensed with orgasm. She wanted to make this a night to remember. He held her head now, meeting her motions with his own. Hungrily, she took him all the way in, his balls touching her chin. She sucked harder, using her tongue to coax his climax. Feeling him tense, she sucked like she was possessed, wanting all of it. He gave out a guttural moan of release, different from her husband's, and exploded in her mouth. The sensation, the taste of his hot come splashing in the back of her throat was so different, so new that she suddenly had her own shattering orgasm. She cried out in pleasure, letting his cock slip from her mouth. David picked her up and laid her on the bed. They held each other as they caught their breath. He kissed her breasts, her stomach, working his way to her pussy. She was incredibly wet. Slowly, deliberately he ran his tongue along the inside of the thighs. He gently pulled her lips apart, and lightly flicked at her clit. She couldn't believe the sensation. She had shaved for this occasion, and she was glad she did. She felt him sucking on her clit, easing in first one finger, then two, then three. Unconsciously, she held his head and thrust her hips to meet his tongue and hand. "Oh God, David.........God that feels so good. Keep it up baby, .....yeah, make it so wet for your cock...." With that, he found her special spot, and touched off a series of orgasms that nearly made her pass out. When the intensity subsided, he held her and whispered how wonderful she was, and how the night was just beginning. He left the room to get their glasses, and she tried to comprehend what was happening. Here she was, a wife and mother, in another man's bed. She had felt his cock, sucked it, and swallowed every drop that he gave her. She had come a half-dozen times already, and he hadn't even fucked her! She had held his face to her pussy, and screamed with delight. She had experienced these pleasures all at her loving husband's behest. Rather than feel guilty, she felt reborn, and realized she loved her husband all the more for it! David returned with the drinks, gave her her glass and sat on the bed. "....David, that was lovely....." " I'm glad you enjoyed it, Mar.......are you still OK with all this? "OK? Silly boy, I'm in heaven! But there is one thing......" "What?" " I was just thinking how much I love Ed for giving me the freedom to do this, and I'd like to, .....well, do something........let him share in this." David smiled. He had already considered the possiblity that Mary would feel this way. He reached over to the nightstand, picked up the cordless phone and handed it to her. "Why don't you call him then?" Of course, she thought wickedly, we can let Ed hear everything! She gave David's cock a quick squeeze, and dialed the phone. "Hello?" "Hi Honey!!!" "Mar? Are you ok? Aren't you with..." "David?" finishing the sentence for him. " Yes dear, he's right here,.........want to know what your naughty wife has been doing?" "Well.....yeah, my imagination has been running wild....." "First, I want to say I Love You, sweetheart, and thank you for this. I think I'm going to be a new woman before the night is out, and it's all because of you!" "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself........." "That, dear, is an understatement. Look, I want to save the hottest parts for when I come home, and feeling your wonderful cock inside me. But I will tell you this, I've already come 6 times, swallowed every drop of David's come, and am lying here in my garter and stockings getting David hard again with my other hand. Does that kind of give you a mental picture of your slut wife?" " Wow! Yeah........it sure does." "Here's the best part.........I haven't even fucked him yet! But I'm going to in about a minute..........and I'm going to let you listen!" She could picture Ed, lying in bed, naked as always, starting to play with his cock. "Go for it Hon, don't hold back......I want to hear everything...." She put the phone on the nightstand, and turned to David. "C'mon David, Ed wants to hear you fuck his slut wife. He wants to hear you pound my pussy with that big cock of yours. He wants to hear his wife scream with pleasure and beg for more. It's showtime, babe......." With that, she positioned herself on top of Dave in a classic sixty-nine, describing what she was doing for Ed's benefit. She slurped David's cock so that Ed couldn't mistake what she was doing. Miss prim and proper was giving David a wet, sloppy blowjob while hubby listened. "Oh yeah, that's it lover, lick my pussy.......yeah, that's good........God your cock tastes so good. Tell hubby how good his wife tastes, baby, how good her lips feel on your cock...." "She's incredible Ed, she's so fucking wet........I can't wait to fuck her, to pound her pussy so hard you can hear it. She's got my cock all the way in her mouth Ed, she's a great cocksucker......" On the other end of the phone, Ed smiled. This was turning out better than he could have hoped for. Mary turned around and got on her back. Holding her legs by the ankles, she spread wide. "I'm on my back now, babe........holding my pussy open for Dave's big cock. He's bigger than you Babe, it's going to feel so good in my pussy. " As if on cue, David said: " She looks so hot Ed, holding her pussy open for me.... I'm rubbing my cock on it now, hear how she moans when I do that? She wants it bad Ed, real bad." Ed heard Mary gasp as David entered her. "Oh my God, Babe.........it's so big...........oh yeah, David.....put it all in.......yeah! Stretch my pussy Babe, yeah....that's it..........I want it so bad. Oh yeah, now pound it lover.......fuck me hard! Ed could hear their bodies slapping, the sounds of the bed straining under their passion. He heard Mary, first egging David on, then the vocal urgency he had heard so many times before. But this time it was different. This time it was pure, raw lust. This time it wasn't the old Mary, so proper, so predictable. This time it was the NEW Mary, transformed into a slut for another man's pleasure. His thoughts were broken by Mary's scream. She was coming now......... "YES!!!! C'mon lover, fill my pussy with your come......yeah, fill it for Ed...........YES!!!!!" After a few more grunts from David, Ed could hear them collapse on the bed. For a few moments, the line was silent. Then he heard Mary: " How was that Hon? Did you enjoy hearing your naughty wife get the fucking of her life? My pussy is just dripping with David's come. You should see it. I'm not even using a towel to clean it up, like I usually do. I'm going to leave it there for you so you can see. I'll be home later Babe, I think I'm going to let David fuck me one more time, but this time in my ass. That way, anyway you want to fuck me will be OK. Nice and wet and ready for you. I love you, bye." Ed heard the line go dead. He had resisted with all his might jacking off to the sounds of Mary and David's lovemaking. He wanted to be sure he would be ready for a long session when she came home. He turned off the light and tried to go to sleep. With one more long kiss, Mary said good-bye to David. Though she easily could have stayed the whole weekend with him, she knew that there would be other times for that. Now, she needed Ed. She hadn't taken much time getting dressed, and knew that she looked disheveled. Well-fucked would probably be a better description. She noticed the taxi driver sneaking furtive glances at her in the mirror and smiled. If she looked like a slut to a taxi driver, she would look like one to Ed. She thought about the evening, and shuddered slightly at the mere thought of the evening's pleasures. True to her word, she had let David fuck her in the ass before she left. He took his time, (a matter of necessity), and was gentle. Again, her climax had been incredibly intense and she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to have both Ed and David in her at the same time. That would be something! She made a mental note to broach the subject with Ed. At the proper time, of course. Ed heard her come in the front door. He sat up in bed, and turned the light on. When she came in to the bedroom, she looked better than he had imagined. She glowed with the "I've - just - been - fucked" look, and wasn't ashamed of it. "Hi Hon! Ready for sloppy seconds from your slut-wife?" She didn't wait for his reply, and pushed him back on the bed. Hiking up her dress, he saw that she had shaved her pussy, and that it was still dripping with David's come. "I've been waiting to do this since I left David" she said. She lowered herself onto his face, grabbing his head gently and pulling it to her pussy. " This is a night of firsts, Hon. I've fucked and sucked another man all night, and now you get to lick me clean." Ed, hadn't expected this, but he was pleased. He started out slowly, savoring the smell and taste. He stopped for a moment and said: "I love you like this. I wasn't sure if you would really go through with it, but I'm glad you did. Any regrets?" "Only one, I wish you had been there, watching at first, then joining in............that's all. But don't worry about it, because your slut-wife will see to it that you're not left out the next time. Now clean up your wife's well- fucked pussy." He happily did as he was told, and as he did so, Mary thought to herself: "I'm going to like the New Mary. "As he touched her special spot, she realized she was going to like her a lot. Note: I would love to hear your comments on this, my first attempt at erotica. Part 2 of this will follow if comments are favorable. Send your comments to: RemitncMn@aol.com. Thanks. 3610 1.22/512345