Dana and John met later in life, survivors of troubled first marriages. They had married young and each managed to raise healthy, well-adjusted children. But the cost was decades of unhappiness for them both. Their married sex lives had been barren deserts.
Dana's husband had watched bad porn endlessly and managed to never give Dana an orgasm in all their years together. He ignored her physical and emotional needs. She responded by cheating, casually sleeping with strangers and friends, then having long-term affairs. She understood why she strayed so far. But she still felt shame for the lies and what she did in the shadows -- so she kept most of her sexual history a closely guarded secret from John. She did not want to make him feel intimidated by her greater sexual experience, which could also raise questions about her past she did not want to answer. So with John she avoided suggesting anything too wild sexually.
John's ex-wife cheated on him early in their marriage, but he forgave her and stayed committed. Unfortunately for John, she seemed to respond to her guilt over the affair by suppressing what little sex drive she had. They had sex maybe ten times a year. She turned down his request's countless times during their twenty-five years. Demoralized -- but not having lost his strong sex drive -- he was reduced to masturbating in bed lying next to her as she slept or pretended to sleep to avoid him. Many years into his marriage, he frequented a strip club where the women at least pretended to be interested -- while his money held out. Until he met Dana, John's sexual desires lived mostly in his head.
Both finally free, Dana and John met in their 50s and discovered they were kindred spirits. Their personalities, interests, and sex drives complimented each other perfectly. They fell hard and fast, recognizing they had found something rare. They married a year after they met.
In the first few years, their sex was everything they wanted. Both longing for the loving, connected sex they had missed out on, they made passionate love five or six times a week. She liked to wrestle, hiding behind the bedroom door to pounce on him when he walked in. Grappling furiously, they tore off each other's clothes and twisted their naked bodies into knots. Their bouts often ended with John's head locked between Dana's strong thighs as he struggled to reach her pussy with his tongue. When one or the other would "give" they fucked furiously, the winner directing the action.
As happens, over the years their sex became less frequent and more routine. After five years, Dana rarely initiated sex anymore. John asked for it less often, not because he wanted less but because he feared rejection, which he suffered so often in his past. Their love for each other only grew, but their sexual connection was dwindling. John missed their early sex life. But his fear of rejection won out and often kept him from raising the sensitive topic with Dana.
Much more than John, Dana had taken steps to meet her sexual needs in her past. She thought maybe her sex drive was decreasing some with age, but she still loved their sex and wanted to make sure John loved it too. His satisfaction mattered to her. She knew hers mattered to him.
They slept naked, or nearly naked. One morning John awoke with a hard-on as they lay together intertwined.
Fondling his cock, Dana asked, "How are you feeling about our sex, baby? We haven't been going at it like we used to."
Besides loving the feel of her soft hand caressing him, John was grateful Dana brought up the subject.
"I love our sex. But I do notice it's changed."
"Me, too. I'm sorry my sex drive hasn't seemed quite what it used to be. But I want us to be happy and sex is important to both of us." She kissed him, still rubbing his cock.
"It is," he said. "I'm sorry I have a hard time speaking up about it. Old habits I guess."
"I know. Then let's do something about it, baby."
Bringing back what had been a staple for them, Dana slid under the covers and took his cock in her mouth. He reached down to her small, perfect ass and squeezed it -- one finger tracing lightly between her soft cheeks. She took him in deep, sliding up and down his thick cock, then ran her tongue up and down its length, pausing at the most sensitive spot below the head. She sucked him passionately for a long time. John moaned then suddenly came hard in her mouth. She always swallowed, without being asked
Dana lifted her head, smiling, a tiny drop of cum on her lower lip. They kissed and said how much they loved each other.
Holding each other tight, John asked, "May I return the favor, sweetheart?"
"I have a better idea."
"That's hard to imagine." Feasting on Dana's delectable pussy was John's his favorite pastime. "What's your idea?"
"Let's declare this weekend, starting tomorrow, all holds barred sex weekend." She smiled lasciviously. She had the most beautiful smile John had ever seen.
"I'm definitely listening."
"Let's live out our fantasies and do anything and everything we'd like. A mutual pass to live our dreams together. And no clothes all weekend -- just sex and eating and sleeping and more sex. I guess we could bathe from time to time." Dana flashed that smile.
"You had me at 'live out our fantasies.'" He reached between her legs under the covers and gently massaged her pussy. She purred.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I want to put some time into planning this. I may need supplies, you know, whips and chains and whatnot," she said, giggling.
"You're right. I'll restock our lotions and potions. And plan food for when we're not fucking. I'll swing by the produce section to load up on large phallic vegetables -- not necessarily for eating. How I'll be able to find a willing dwarf on short notice is beyond me."
They laughed and held tight together in their warm bed, thoughts of naughtiness swirling in their heads.
They slept well that night. John had vivid sex dreams. In the last one, Dana was sitting on his face. The sweet smell of her pussy made him dizzy. Then he opened his eyes and realized this was no dream. Dana was straddling his face, her naked pussy hovering just above his eager mouth.
"Good morning, baby. Welcome to Sexapalooza! Now make me come."
Facing toward his feet, she lowered her pussy to his mouth and began sliding back and forth across his lips. The sight of her beautiful pussy so close made John incredibly aroused. Gripping her hips, he pulled her to his tongue and licked up and down between her lips. He wished he could fuck her with his tongue. He could feel her clit getting hard and he sucked it gently, then ran circles around it, pleasuring her intensely.
"That's perfect," she said breathlessly. "Suck my little clit until I come."
John was happy to oblige. He held her tight to his mouth as he licked and sucked her to a prodigious orgasm. Her thighs squeezed his head tighter as she cried out, the ecstatic pulses surging through her trembling body. When it finally ended, Dana turned and kissed John deeply, tasting her juices on his lips.
"God, baby. That was great."
"I'm glad you liked it. You know how much I love to lick you." He smiled. "Now get up and face the window," he directed. "I know the curtains are open, but that's just the way it is."
Dana usually asked him to close the curtains when they made love during the day or turn off the lights at night. But this weekend was different. She got out of bed and stood, fully nude, before the window facing the street. It was early and the street was deserted, but the houses across the street were full of windows facing their second floor apartment.
Dana was stunning. She had the face and smile of an angel, framed by shoulder-length blonde hair. Her neck was long and her breasts were full, with pale pink areolas tipped with small nipples. She was fit and toned. She had blonde hair between her legs and a small, perfect pussy, still wet from John's mouth and her own juices. Her legs were shapely and strong. The feel of the soft skin inside her upper thighs drove John wild.
John too had aged well. Six foot two, he was still lean and mean. His brown hair was going grey and set off his handsome face and deep blue eyes. His stomach was flat and his legs were strong. His ass was firm and his cock large and thick.
"Hold onto the window frame with your hands," he told her. "Now spread your gorgeous legs for me."
She did as he said, spreading her legs wide as she faced out to the street, completely naked for all to see.
John pressed his fully erect cock up against her from behind, sliding it between her cheeks. She arched her back, presenting herself, and he guided his cock into her hungry pussy, slowly pushing it fully into her.
"Oh, God!" she exclaimed when she felt the fullness in her pussy.
Thoughts of eating her fresh in his fevered mind, John pounded in and out of her, pulling nearly all the way out before plunging back in. He moved his hands around to caress her breasts and lightly pinch her sensitive nipples. The feel of her lovely breasts in his hands and his cock enveloped by her snug vagina made John weak in the knees. But not so weak that he stopped fucking her relentlessly.
Dana's eyes were closed when a young man walking a dog passed by on the street. When she moaned loudly, it caught his attention and he looked up. He could not help but stop and watch for a moment. From the street he could see John's erect cock moving in and out of her pussy while he massaged her pretty breasts.
