Mary discovers other women

This is another story about my wife, Mary. She features in nearly all my stories. I will start with describing her a little. She is 5'3" tall, and weighs about 110 pounds. She has a very enticing solid little butt, just made for rubbing, caressing, kissing, and even occasionally spanking. Her breasts are a nice mouthful. Yes, they are small, but I've never heard anyone complain about them being too small. And a lot of guys, and gals, have sampled them. Her clitoris is about the size of a pea, and she sure likes to have it sucked on. She has long brown hair, with no bangs. She doesn't wear makeup, or have pierced ears, and doesn't wear jewelry, and seldom wears sexy clothes, but she sure is sexy in her baggy sweatshirts and blue jeans. Her smile can turn nearly any man into a rutting stud, and a lot of women think she is a little bundle of smoldering sexuality. She says people didn't think she was sexy when she was in high school, but I don't see how that can be true. I met her in college, so I can't say, but she was very sexy by then, wearing nice short miniskirts and very tight stretch pants. She always carried a cover up, so she could put it over her lap when it seemed she should be sedate, but I saw her flash her little panties at a lot of guys who obviously enjoyed it. I remember one pair of stretch pants she used to wear which were so tight and thin I could tell what the decorations on her panties where right through the material.

I have many, many, stories to tell about Mary's sexual adventures. She enjoys me writing about her, and asked me to share the stories with other people. This particular story is about her discovery of her sexual interest in women, which occurred after we had been married for several years, and had two young children.

I came home from work, and, as usual, asked Mary how her day was. She was a stay at home mom and homemaker since the second child was born, and seldom had anything exciting to tell me, but she enjoyed me asking, so I tried to remember to ask every day. I admit, some days she had some pretty darn exciting news to tell me, but not often. This was one of those days when she had something exciting to tell me.

I like sex, and think it is as important to life as food, so I rent X-rated DVDs pretty often, just for some added fun. They aren't much fun, but they're better than broadcast or cable offerings. That day Mary told me she had spent the day masturbating to one of the movies. Now, this was a complete surprise. Mary never masturbated, before, on her own. She had masturbated sometimes, when I told her to, and watched her, but she never did it when she was alone, before. She had my attention, for sure, then. I asked her to show me. She got naked, which she does enjoy doing, and started up the player, jumped to a scene, and lay back on the bed. I was pretty surprised to see this. I hadn't even told her to do this, and here she was masturbating right in front of me.

And she was responding to a scene in a movie, which really surprised me. While we had had quite a few sexual adventures during our marriage, she had always said the only thing which actually turned her on was doing those things for me. I always suspected she was just saying that because she refused to embrace her own sexuality, but I'm no psychologist, so I couldn't really say. She does have some sexual problems from her youth which made it very hard for her to think about sex, let alone talk about it. But there she was, naked, with her fingers stroking her little clitoris, with her attention glued to the TV screen. She wasn't even paying attention to me.

The scene on the screen was the one scene in the movie where a woman was coming onto another woman, in a hot tub. I hadn't really even noticed that scene in the movie when we had watched it together the evening before. Sure, women having sex together turns on a lot of men, but it didn't do a thing for me. I may even have skipped over the scene, if I recall. But there it was. The woman in the hot tub was getting out and going over to lie on a lounge chair, while the other woman was holding her hand. Both of the women were naked already, and I admit they were both sexy babes. Then the babe who had just gotten out of the hot tub was being licked and rubbed, and soon she was getting her pussy eaten. Of course I was mostly paying attention to Mary, and not the scene, but I did keep track of generally what was going on. As the babe on the lounge began moaning loudly and bouncing around Mary did too. It was very sexy to watch my wife actually pursue sexuality herself. It was the first time I had seen this. Yes, she came when having sex, and went along with all my crazy and fun ideas about sex, but I just hadn't ever before seen her be so aggressive about sex. It was intoxicating to watch. Mary came, hard, and kept her hand in her crotch, while the scene played out. She groaned, and her toes curled, and her butt came off the bed while she shook in orgasm, lasting longer than the babe on the screen.

Mary didn't look at me, at all, during all this. She was focused on the screen. She told me, later, she was very embarrassed about what she was doing, and just couldn't bring herself to look at me. Meanwhile, on the screen, the woman who had been in the lounge chair got up, and the other babe laid down on it, and the scene played out about the same as before, in reverse. Mary began stroking her clit again, building to yet another orgasm. While the woman on the screen bounced and moaned, Mary came again, bouncing and moaning right along with her. Her orgasm wasn't as strong as the one she had just had a few minutes earlier, but it was very exciting to watch. By that time I had my own clothes off and was stroking my cock, standing next to the bed, watching my wife get herself off.

After the scene had finished, and the movie moved on to some other scenario, Mary turned off the player, and then shyly looked in my direction, while I stood there slowly stroking my own hardon. She said "I hope you don't mind." I could only laugh.

"Mind what, baby?"

She turned even redder than she was, from embarrassment and excitement, and the flood of blood in her skin from coming, and said "Well, you know."

I thought the most likely reason she was sorry was for masturbating, knowing her, but I could think of other things she might be appologizing for, although none of them were bad as far as I was concerned. But I wanted to hear what she was thinking. So I said "Well, you know, I may not really know, you know."

She rolled her eyes, and started to say something, and stopped, then started again, but stopped again. Finally I said "You're gonna have to tell me. I can try to read your mind, baby, but I like to hear what you're thinking, sometimes, from YOU." Then I lay on the bed next to her, and began playing with her pussy, lifted her legs, slid across under her knees, and pushed my cock into her pussy. "Come on, baby, talk to me."

Mary had taken a huge step in communicating with me by playing that scene and masturbating to it while I watched, so I wanted to be especially nice to her, to encourage her to keep on doing things like that, but I still wanted to hear why she had said she hoped I didn't mind. I could guess, of course, but I didn't want to have to guess. I wanted to know what she was thinking.

I kept fucking her, sliding in and out of her pussy, fingering her clit with one hand, and even probing a little into her cute little butthole with a finger from the other hand, while I asked her to explain what she meant. I could tell she wasn't going to come again, so I couldn't quite get there myself, but it sure was fun.

After a lot of questions, and shy answers, and long silences, I did finally get her to tell me what she meant. She hoped I wasn't upset she had shown a sexual interest in something which didn't include me. Now, I should have guessed that, but I hadn't. She just found it impossible to admit she could have an interest in something sexual which wasn't just a response to what I did to her, or told her to do. She seemed to think it was a betrayal of her love for me to be turned on by someone, or something, else.

I assured Mary I didn't mind. By then, my hardon had subsided, and we were just cuddling, but we were still talking about sex, a very novel thing for us. Sure, I liked to talk about sex a lot, but getting anything out of Mary about sex was tough. I assured Mary I thought it was very exciting to see her finally show some interest in sex, rather than just be reactive to what others did to her. I mentioned my own belief that a woman should know how to please herself independent of anyone else in order to become a great sex toy for someone else. This is an idea Mary has always flatly rejected, but she didn't immediately say how crazy I was to think that, that evening.

The kids had finished their homework, and were knocking on the door to get some attention, so we got up and got dressed, and went about business as usual. I still wanted to talk, a lot, but we couldn't get any privacy again for many hours. Finally the kids were asleep, and we were able to get time alone again. After I assured Mary, just as I had hundreds of other times on other days, that I thought it was perfectly normal for a woman to have a sex drive and be interested in sex, she finally seemed to relax a little. She still wouldn't look me in the eye, but she was talking, about sex, a little. I would love it if she would someday just decide her being interested in sex was acceptable, and even good, but I doubt that's ever going to happen. I'll just keep making the best of our relationship, and her attitude toward sex, that I can.

Finally she said, very softly and shyly, unable to look at me, "I think I'd like to be with a woman." I know, this was obviously coming, but hearing it from her was electrifying. It was the very first time I had ever heard her ask for anything sexual. I admit, I teased her some, saying I didn't know what she meant, and she turned a bright red, and mumbled something about "You know." I had to laugh, and decided to begin describing exactly what I thought she meant.

By then I was hard again, and pulled her on top of me, sliding my cock into her very wet pussy, and began massaging her breasts and tweaking her nipples, while I described to her what I thought she meant. Little did I know this would be the beginning of a trend which would last to this very day. I described how I would get a swingers magazine and find some people who would want to get together for some wild sex, and the woman would be bisexual, and come onto Mary, and lick her pussy, and make her come. As I bounced Mary on my hardon, and described to her how the other woman enjoyed eating her, Mary told me, breathlessly, "I want to eat her." So I spun that fantasy into the story. And as I described to Mary how she slid her tongue into that willing, wet, hot, pussy, and the other woman squirmed with pleasure, Mary came again, harder than I've ever seen her come. She collapsed on my chest, and her legs shot out behind her, and wrapped around under my knees, and she pounded the bed on either side of my head, convulsing in orgasm. I kept telling her the story of how she was making this other woman come on her tongue, and Mary just kept coming.

It put me over the top, and I came like a wild man, lifting Mary off the bed, and clutching her to me. Then I grabbed her butt with one hand, and squeezed her hard to me with the other arm, then the hand behind her back flew to her butt, and I held her as I came, and came. It was a very nice orgasm.

I relaxed, and held Mary to me, and said "Well, maybe we should do something about this." I knew Mary well enough to know it was very unlikely she would actually do anything to make this fantasy come true, herself. I know, fantasies don't need to come true, but this one sounded like fun, once I had thought about it a little while. We had already done some swinging with other people, so sex outside the marriage wasn't a big deal, and I didn't think there was any reason this fantasy shouldn't come true. It sounded like a very fun sexual adventure to me, now that she had shown me just how turned on she was by the idea.

It had never occurred to me Mary might like women, sexually, but I could go with it. Mary still didn't want to look at me, but she didn't say anything. Now, knowing Mary, the fact she didn't say anything really doesn't have any significance, because getting her to talk about sex was very difficult, no matter how she felt. She did what she was told, and went along with whatever crazy idea I, or some other guy, had, and just didn't believe she should ever have an opinion, or voice it if she did have one. So I can't really say if she was screaming no in her mind, or not, but she certainly did seem relaxed, and contented, as I said we would have to see what we could do about making it happen. Over the years of living with Mary I've had to learn to read her body language to try to guess how she is feeling, and while she was laying there on top of me, sweaty and sated, her body language said yes, yes, yes.

As it happened, finding another couple in a swingers magazine was a lot more tedious than I thought it would be. I guess there aren't nearly so many bisexual women as one might think. Sure, it's a common theme, but it narrowed the field of prospective playmates to the point I just wasn't successful in finding a compatible couple, or woman, in the next few months. I was looking for couples, mostly, because I wanted to get to fuck another woman and I did enjoy watching Mary get fucked, and it just seemed right. But we didn't find anyone I liked the sounds of. We called one couple on the phone, but after we had talked a while they weren't even interested in meeting. We did meet with a couple, but it turned out they were too loud for our tastes. Neither my wife nor I were at all interested in sharing her interest in having sex with another woman for the first time with the people at other tables in the restaurant!

So after a few months I decided we would just go to a swingers club, and see if we could get something going. I don't really like swingers clubs because it is way too impersonal. I want to get to know someone I'm fucking, not just have a wham, bam, thank you ma'am evening. Having sex the first time with a new woman is great fun, but I think it just gets better and better the more often we fuck. I know many people think it isn't as exciting after the first time, but I ain't one of those people. But since I didn't find anyone of interest to get to know, I decided to take us to a club.

We got a babysitter for next Saturday night, and headed out to see what happened. I had to laugh when we got to the party, and Mary whispered in my ear she didn't want me to tell anyone why we were there. She was so shy, and spoke in such a little voice, right in my ear, it sent shivers up my spine. I had to ask her if she was going to come onto any of the beautiful babes there, then, and she just kept her eyes downcast, and I can only imagine how red she was turning from blushing. I could tell she probably wasn't gonna to be comin' on to any of the babes.

The night was fun, and I danced with several of the scantily clad women there, and watched Mary dance with their men. Of course the men all wanted to fuck Mary, because she is just so sexy, and some of the couples there asked us to adjourn with them to a private room, but I left it to Mary to decide, and she let the opportunities pass. I was having fun watching the guys lift Mary's skirt on the dance floor, and get their fingers into her panties, and into her, so I just waited to see what would happen. I was hard most of the 4 hours we danced, and I do love the tease. If I didn't get to fuck one of the babes I was caressing on the dance floor, I would for sure get to fuck Mary for hours later on, so I wasn't pushing anything.

As the wee hours of the morning began, after most of the partiers had left, I found myself talking to a cute older babe, who I think was named Sally, while I watched Mary dance with another man. He had his hand on her butt, and was obviously probing between her butt cheeks, under her skirt, and she was plastered against him as close as she could get. I was sure Mary's pussy was sopping wet. She may believe it is wrong for her to ever show an interest in sex, or initiate anything, but she responds well. She was definitely responding then.

Interestingly, Sally said she had noticed we hadn't done anything with anyone, and asked if we just came to enjoy the dancing. I did wonder, a little, how she would know we hadn't had sex with anyone, but it wasn't a large party, so I assumed she had just been hanging out, too, even though I hadn't noticed her very much during the evening. I laughed softly, and smiled, and said "Actually, Mary said she wanted to have sex with a woman, so I brought her here, but she doesn't want to actually say anything to anyone about it. She believes it'll just happen if it's meant to happen."

"Oh!" Sally said. Then we talked about other things, although I have no idea what. I did notice Sally began watching Mary dance after that, rather than looking at me, and made a few comments about how Mary seemed to be enjoying dancing. After a while Mary stopped dancing with the guy, and came over to talk with me, and I introduced her to Sally. I kissed Mary, and leaned down to cup her butt. Unlike the guy she was dancing with, I can't reach Mary's butt without bending over. We can't really fuck in the shower either, because of the height difference, but I do love her petite little body.

Once I straightened up from kissing Mary, Sally stepped up and put her arms around Mary, and kissed her. I was surprised. I think Mary was surprised, but she certainly didn't show it. She tilted her head up and opened her mouth and kissed Sally deeply, and slipped her arms around Sally and pulled her close, so the two women were molded together. After a while they broke the kiss, and Sally took Mary's hand and led her off toward the private rooms. I followed along, because, while I am a very sexually liberated guy, I know feeling left out quickly leads to jealousy, for me, and I wanted this to be really fun for both of us. Call me bad, or say I'm not PC, if you want, but we play in a way that works for both of us, so we both come away with hot, hot memories, and no twinges of regret.

Sally led Mary into a room, and again embraced her and kissed her, while they stood next to the bed. I left the door open, and settled in on the edge of the bed, watching them. I still had my clothes on, but the women were beginning to lose theirs. It was enthralling. I'd never seen Mary lift a hand to undress anyone, before. She just wasn't that forward. But now, she was. She unbuttoned Sally's blouse and pushed it off her shoulders, and kissed Sally on the neck, and arms, and quickly closed her mouth over one of Sally's nipples, sucking lustily. Sally had small breasts, like Mary, and they were beautifully pert, with sassy nipples standing at attention, ready to be sucked. Sally was working to get to the bottom hem of Mary's pull over top, while being sucked on, but she couldn't quite reach. After a while Mary stopped sucking on the tit she had in her mouth, and Sally grabbed her face, and drew her up to kiss her mouth again. Then Sally got hold of Mary's top, and pulled it up under her arms. They broke the kiss so Mary could lift her arms and let her top be pulled off. Sally pushed Mary back, and she sat on the bed, and Sally leaned down, kissing her again, and unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt. Mary lifted her butt, and the skirt was pulled down, and kicked off.

Mary reached out and got hold of Sally's flouncy little skirt, and pulled it down over her hips, and I saw that Sally wasn't wearing panties. So there was Sally, naked, having kicked off her shoes sometime, kissing my wife. Sally was gorgeous, and sexy as could be. She had faint tan lines, which showed she wore a thong when she tanned, and she shaved her pussy hair all off, it seemed. Mary was sitting there on the bed in her little matching bra and panties set, along with her medium heeled pumps. The bra was one of those lift up bras, with padding, because we just couldn't find any tiny sheer bras, in 32A. The matching panty was sheer, and showed the little tuft of pussy hair Mary didn't shave off. The girls were locked in another long French kiss, while Sally unclasped Mary's bra and pulled it off. Mary shrugged the shoulder straps off her shoulders and down her arms without breaking the kiss. Then Sally began kissing her way down Mary's neck, and began caressing both of Mary's little breasts with her hands, squeezing her breasts, and pinching the nipples, pulling them out and then going back to squeezing the breasts. Mary's hands were on Sally's breasts, and the two women fell back onto the bed, with Sally on top, sucking on Mary's tits.

They rolled onto their sides, and Sally began pushing Mary's panties off. Mary's shoes fell to the floor, as her panties slid down her thighs. I could see that Mary's pussy was dripping wet. After Mary's panties slid off over her feet, to fall on the floor, Sally's fingers danced their way up along Mary's thigh, and into her crotch, and into her pussy. Mary pushed her hips toward Sally, and hugged Sally to her. As Sally's fingers delved in and out of Mary's sopping pussy, she kissed her way down across her belly, stopping to lick her belly button for a few minutes. By this time Mary was pushing down on Sally's shoulders, with her eyes closed.

For some reason Mary began to get up. I thought maybe she had decided this just wasn't right, but it turned out she was moving so she could bury her face in Sally's pussy, with no hesitation at all. My demure little wife pushed Sally sideways, so she could get on the bed between Sally's legs, and lean in and get her mouth right on Sally's juicy pussy. Mary was on her knees, with her hands on Sally's thighs, pushing hard into the crotch below her, sucking and licking with abandon. I could see the juices begin to run down one of Mary's legs while she was on her knees in front of me. It was so tempting to strip and plunge my cock into her, but I resisted. I wanted to see just what happened without my interference.

Very soon Mary slid down onto her belly, and cupped Sally's butt, and pulled Sally tightly to her mouth. I could see Mary's jaw working as her tongue was plunging into the first pussy she had ever tasted. It was an amazing sight. There before me I saw the sexual animal I had long suspected my wife was. As I marveled at this, Sally began to writhe, and then she grabbed Mary's head as her tummy muscles tightened, and her breath came in gasps. Mary kept on sucking and licking. Sally then pushed on Mary's head, and jumped a little. After Mary looked up, and stopped licking, Sally told her she was too tender just then. Mary said "Oh, sorry!", and bent down and immediately began flicking the tip of her tongue over Sally's pussy lips, being very gentle, but showing no signs of actually stopping her onslaught on this gorgeous pussy before her. Sally laid back down, and let Mary pleasure here for a while longer.

Mary began being more persistent in her licking, and Sally's hips starting rocking a little, then Sally sat up and said it was time to switch. I don't think Mary had any idea what she meant. Sally got up and pushed Mary into the middle of the bed, and got down between Mary's spread thighs, and began licking Mary's pussy. About this time a couple came into the room, and began watching, standing next to the bed. Mary seemed oblivious to them, with her eyes closed, her hands flat against the bed on either side of her, her toes curling, moaning softly. Then she began breathing harder, and her thighs began to tremble, and her butt flexed and pushed her pussy up into Sally. Mary began to slap her hands on the bed, and I could see her tummy muscles tighten as she came. She kept pushing her hands into the bed, flexing her tummy, and lifting her butt off the bed, over and over, for what seemed like several minutes. Sally never paused in sucking on Mary, and Mary just kept coming.

I had never seen Mary come so hard, or for so long. She told me the next day her tummy muscles were sore. Once Mary had settled down Sally moved up and was sucking on her nipples again. The guy who had come into the room earlier got on the bed then, and approached Mary to kiss her, but Mary put her hands up to his chest, and seemed to be holding him away. Sally let Mary's nipple slip out of her mouth, and told the guy sorry, this was a girls’ thing, only. I remember some time later during the fun Sally pushed her naked body against me and whispered seductively in my ear that she had been planning to fuck me senseless, but since it seemed Mary didn't want the other guy involved, she came up with the girls’ thing only excuse, but wished she had thought of something better to say. Then she kissed me, and went back to eating my wife.

The other couple didn't leave after the guy got off the bed, but continued watching, as Sally went back to sucking on Mary's tits. Mary was quiet for a while, just resting, and then began to pull Sally up so they could French kiss more. It was then the gal who had been watching got on the bed, and began running her hands up and down Mary's legs. Mary responded by looking to see who the new person touching her was, and then opening her legs wide. If I remember right her name was Ann. She was wearing a robe, but let it fall off onto the floor as she ran one hand, then the other, over Mary's flesh. She was wearing a garter belt and stockings under the robe, but no panties or bra. She had fairly large breasts. She began kissing Sally's butt, and alternated running her hands up Mary's and Sally's legs. Sally scooted down, kissing her way back down over Mary's body, until she was again licking at Mary's flowing pussy. Ann moved up and began kissing Mary, who eagerly responded by deeply French kissing this new woman.

The guy watching was obviously rubbing his cock through his pants. I would have done the same, but I was sure I would've come instantly if I had touched myself. I thought maybe I should have shut the door when I came into the room, but then Ann wouldn't have been on the bed with Mary. I had to admit to myself that seeing this was worth having to do without sex, myself, for the moment. And I do like the long slow tease. This certainly was that! I think it was about at that time Sally had straightened up and leaned back into me and whispered to me. While that was going on Mary had grabbed Ann's thighs and pulled Ann over her head, and grabbed a pillow to push under her head so she didn't have to strain to get to Ann's dripping pussy. Sally went back to eating Mary, and Mary said something about needing to breath, and pushed Ann onto her side, pulling herself over onto her side with her cheek on Ann's thigh. Sally lay down on the bed, still slurping at Mary's pussy. The girls kept writhing and licking and sucking, and before long Mary was jerking around the bed yet again, coming and coming. She would stop eating Ann for a few seconds at a time, then would lick her for a few seconds, then stop again while she came, then go back to eating Ann, over and over several times. Sometime during this Ann came, groaning loudly and hugging Mary's butt. Mary later told me she couldn't keep sucking on Ann while she came, and every time she would suck Ann's clit or pussy juices into her mouth it would make her come.

The girls lay on the bed and rested a while after Mary settled down. Mary then got up and turned around and began French kissing Ann. Sally just stretched out beside the two of them, and caressed whatever body part was within reach. Soon Mary broke the kiss with Ann, and scooted down to suck on Ann's tits. She would cradle one then the other in her hands while she sucked softly on them. After several minutes Mary reached down with one hand and began fingering Ann's pussy, and her sucking became more vigorous. Ann began to squirm and moan and Sally moved over to suck on one of Ann's tits while Mary had the other one in her mouth. Then Sally reached down and slipped a finger into Ann's pussy along with Mary's fingers. At this, Mary slid down and began licking Ann's pussy. She kissed Sally's hand, then sucked on Sally's fingers, then dipped her tongue into Ann's vagina as far as she could, then sucked on Ann's clit and slipped three of her fingers into Ann's pussy, plunging her fingers feverishly in and out. Ann panted and moaned, and squirmed around the bed, and Mary used both hands to grab Ann's butt to make sure she could keep her mouth on that gushing pussy. Sally was sucking on Ann's tits, while Mary licked and sucked Ann feverishly, and Ann grabbed Mary's head, and came, moaning loudly over and over. The guy who was with Ann came then, and splashed some come onto Mary's calves. He apologized, and said he'd get something to clean it up, but Sally said not to bother, and licked it all up.

After that Ann and the other guy left, and Sally and Mary kissed some, and slowly settled down. When we got out to the car Mary told me she was so hot from eating Ann that she nearly came again without anyone touching her pussy, and she had hoped Sally was going to start eating her again when Sally had licked the come off her legs. But it was very late, or early, and the party had ended over an hour earlier, so it was time to go.