My wife, Samantha, and I have been married for 27 years. We both had reasonably successful careers and managed our money well, so we have been living quite comfortably in our retirement. Sam is 59, but still gets consistent comments of looking much younger. She looks after herself with regular gym visits, healthy diet, and our nature walks. She is 5’ 8”, 150 lbs, with beautiful 36DD breasts and luscious hips to match. She manages our home and is an avid amateur artist. I am 6’ 1”, 187lbs, slim, and a former PLC and Servo system developer. I still spend a fair amount of my time on home automation projects around our house. Yard and house maintenance and improvements keep me comfortably busy.

Sam and I met on a blind date through mutual friends. We both had previous unrewarding relationships, and hit it off from the start. We dated for a year and moved in together shortly after. Sex was very rewarding for us. Sam was an active participant in our lovemaking and willing to try new positions. This was a revelation to me, having been with some very unimaginative women before her. Sam felt the same, as her previous partners were mostly “wham, bam, thank you ma’am” in the sex department. Things were great between us until Sam began the dreaded “change of life” at 53. Our sex life went downhill rapidly. Sam complained of a low libido and dry vagina which led to pain during sex for her, even with lube. Sam went to her family doctor about the situation several times but no solution was offered. She tried a number of homeopathic remedies, also to no avail. With no apparent alternatives we suffered through it for another 5 years.

One evening we were at the supper table, talking, when Sam said, “ Nate, I’ve heard at the spa today we have a new private women’s clinic in the area. The doctor there is supposed to be very skilled. I think I’m going to get some treatments to clear up the blemishes on my face. Their staff will have more expertise and can be more comprehensive than a regular spa. What do you think?”

Not wanting to seem unsupportive with what she was going through I replied, “I don’t see why not, if it’s affecting how you think of yourself. We can certainly afford it, so I say yeah, go ahead.”

“I was hoping you felt like that,” she said. “I’ll call them tomorrow and make an appointment, then.”

Sam called the next day and made an appointment two weeks away, the earliest available. She said to me, “The first half hour of my appointment is in orientation and evaluation, then they will explain my best options. They sounded very professional, and were able to answer all my questions, so I’m looking forward to going.”

The two weeks went by quickly. Sam returned home after her appointment with a harsh sunburned appearance to her face. She was, however, very happy with the clinic staff and their professionalism. It took a week or so for her face to peel and the blemishes to recede.

We were talking again at supper soon after.

“Nate, you remember I had an evaluation at the clinic? It turned out be more of a consult. I told them about my dry vagina, and very low libido problems. The doctor said she had new options available for me. She recommended I should start HRT ( Hormone Replacement Therapy), and should get 3 “O” shots (vaginal stem cell injections). These two treatments should address my problems. She said HRT is no longer as risky as reported some years ago, so that is no longer a deterrent.”

“Wow,” I said, “wouldn’t that be awesome if you could get a resolution after all this time.” We were both very hopeful of a positive outcome to the treatments.

There was another two week wait for an appointment. Sam started the HRT a few days later, and had the “O” shots over the 6 weeks following. We noticed an immediate reversal of the vaginal dryness. and her libido was picking up steadily. By the time the “O”shots were complete we were enjoying a rejuvenation of our sex lives and were both in heaven over it.

Sam was horny more often now and initiated sex more frequently. This was great in the beginning but I soon began having trouble keeping up with her.

A couple of months later we were cuddling and talking after a particularly good romp.

Sam asked, “Nate are you OK, you’ve begged off sex a number of times lately saying you were tired. We haven’t really been doing anything strenuous the last little while. I am wondering if there is something else bothering you?”

“Actually, I’m having a bit of trouble with recovery down there,” I said, indicating my groin area. “I’m really sorry, I’m not always ready when you’re looking for more. Would you be OK with me eating you out instead of fucking you sometimes? That could fill the gap for us.”

“Hmmm, yes that could work,” Sam said. “You’ll have to polish up your skills though. You haven’t been very good at getting me off in the past with just your mouth and tongue.”

“I’m good with that,” I said, “if you talk me through where I’m going wrong and what you like. I’ll try to improve.”

Sam smiled and said, ”OK, let’s start tomorrow night then. First off I want you to give yourself a close shave so I don’t get whisker burn. Second, brush your teeth well, so there’s no stray bacteria in your mouth. I don’t want a UTI from this.”

The next day dragged by as I was consumed by the anticipation of the coming night’s activity. I have been a pussy licking addict for as long as I can remember. Sam initially was OK with including oral in our love making but she soured on the idea pretty quickly. Now it only happened rarely, if at all. Tonight had the potential to be a landmark event.

That night I was ready in bed, freshly shaven and teeth brushed. Sam had been busy in the bathroom but emerged fresh and clean also. She disrobed, slipped under the covers and cuddled up to me.

“OK my pussy-licking husband, let’s start with kissing while you stroke my mound and pussy lips with your fingers; be gentle with smooth strokes.”

Ours lips met passionately, tongues wrapping around each other. I stroked her mound and lips hesitating briefly above her clit with a circular motion. Soon I could feel moisture around her pussy and her breathing was becoming more rapid.

“Mmm that feels good,” she breathed. “You’re doing well. Now move down a little bit and lick and suck my tit into your mouth, gently running your tongue in circles around my nipple.”

It was becoming difficult to contain my excitement but I took a deep calming breath and complied with her request. Very quickly it became obvious I was doing it right. Her breathing became more rapid and shallow. She moaned, saying, “Mmm yes, Nate, just like that.” Her pussy juices were flowing now as well, so I moved my fingers between her lips and began stroking up one side and down the other. I paused at her hole to push my fingers slightly inside then straight up to her clit and around it in a circular motion.

“Oh my god Nate, that’s incredible. Slide down between my legs now and do what you were doing with you fingers only with your tongue. Yes, that’s it, just like that. Oh fuck, you’re making me so wet. Now push your tongue as far in my cunt as you can and fuck it several times. Now slide your tongue up to my clit and lap across it with your tongue several times. Ungh! God! Yes! Jesus Nate! Don’t stop!”

Sam was air fucking my face at this point, her hips sliding her pussy up and down it. My face was covered in her juices. She paused momentarily for my tongue to fuck her cunt, then again for me to lap her clit. Soon she started to lose control of her movements. I held her still while I sucked her clit into my mouth and began to diddle it with my tongue. Almost immediately her back arched, her body went rigid and she screamed, “Fuck, I’m coming, oh God! Oh God! Oh my fucking God. Aaahhh!” I slid my mouth down to her cunt, licking and sucking her delicious cum as it flowed out of her.

We both collapsed after her orgasm and lay next to each other, breathing heavily as the tension ebbed away. “Jesus Sam,” I exclaimed, “that was the most erotic sex I have had with you in a long time. I loved eating you out, and you taste exquisite.”

“Nate, I loved it too. You did very well my love. Keep that up and, as you said, that should fill the gap,” Sam said.

Our sex life was great after that; the variety proved stimulating to us both. One night, while sitting on the couch watching TV, Sam paused the show and said, ”Nate, I’m finding I’m craving more sex than the couple of times a week we are doing it now. I know you can’t recover any faster, and you are so good at giving me oral now. I’d like you do it on demand during the day as well. I’ll give you a signal by calling out to you, then you will stop what you’re doing and come to the living room. When you find me I will be sitting naked in my LaZBoy with my legs spread over the arms of the chair. I want you to kneel in front of me and eat me out like only you can. I won’t tolerate any excuses because I will be very needy by then.”

“Sam,” I said, “that sounds so hot, I can’t wait to give it a try.”

I didn’t have to wait long. Two days later I was puttering in the basement when I heard Sam call me from upstairs. Could this be it, I thought. Sure enough when I rounded the corner into the living room Sam was naked, as she had told me to expect. I crossed the room to her chair and knelt before her. “Wait,” she said, “new rule: I want you to undress in front of me when you get here.” I did as she bid, and knelt again in front of her. I breathed in her heavenly aroma as I got closer to her pussy. I reached out with my tongue and licked her from the bottom to the top of her slit, savouring the flavour. Sam ran her hands through my hair as I worked her up to peak arousal, pulling my face into her pussy as she moaned and came. I moved down to her hole to catch the flow of juicy pussy cum.

“Mmm, Nate, that was fantastic,” she said. “It was such a nice break to the day. We’re going to make this a regular thing, you and I.”

“No objections here,” I said, “ I really enjoyed it as well. Having you orchestrate it seemed to add another dimension of hedonism to the fun.”

Sex a couple of times a week and daytime oral sex several times a week became our new normal. This newfound intimacy completely rejuvenated our marriage. We found ourselves hugging, kissing, and holding hands, as we used to do in the early days of our relationship.

A month later I was upstairs reading when Sam came home from doing her Wednesday shopping. I helped her bring the shopping in and shelve the new items. I had returned to my chair to continue reading when Sam walked into the living room. She removed her clothes, sat in her chair and spread her legs wide. Smiling, she crooked her finger at me to initiate an oral sex session. I removed my clothes and knelt in front of her. I was leaning in to her sex when she put her hand on my forehead to stop me. “Nate wait, would your desire to give me oral sex be affected if I was full of your cum?”

“What do you mean, Sam?” I said. “Are you saying you want me to have sex with you and then give you oral sex afterwards? You want me to eat my own cum out of you?”

“Mmm, yes. It would be so hot for me to watch you licking my cummy pussy and get another orgasm from it. Let’s try it now. Can you get it up and fuck my needy pussy right here in my chair?”

“Sam, I can’t. I would love to able to, I really would. We only had sex last night, though, and I don’t have a hope of getting hard enough for sex again now. Can you wait a couple more days? I can still give you an oral orgasm now.”

“Oh Nate, I’m so horny right now. OK, OK, I’ll wait. You better be ready to send me into orbit with your tongue and mouth, though, because I need it bad.”

I plunged my mouth down onto her pussy, pulling out all the stops and leveraging all my skills to bring her to an orgasm which left her gasping for breath and limp as a noodle.

When she had recovered a little she looked at me with a wan smile and said, “That was great, Nate, it really was; but it’s still a Fail. I needed a good fucking from you and I didn’t get it. For that matter I didn’t get it last night either. Let’s hope you can redeem yourself on Friday night, my love. I’m expecting to have an orgasm from your oral efforts, followed by a good fucking, and then a third orgasm from oral again.”

“I’ll do my best, Sam, but I’m not sure about giving you oral after I’ve cum in you,” I said. “My drive drops right off after I’ve had an orgasm.”

“Nate, I’ve told you what I’m expecting, which is basically an improved performance from you. You need to show me how much you value my desires by doing what it takes to fulfill them.”

Friday seemed to be looming ever closer as I racked my brain for a solution to my problem. Finally a ray of hope as I thought of Viagra. I managed to get a quick appointment with my doctor and got my new prescription filled on Friday morning, just in time.

Friday night I was ready, in bed, with a fresh shave and teeth brushed. I had taken the little blue pill a 1/2 hour earlier so I would be primed. Sam entered the bedroom wearing a stunning mauve bustier and matching thong, eliciting an excited gasp from me and smirk from Sam.

“It appears you like my new choices.” she said, as she slid into bed with me.

I pulled her to me, our lips meeting and tongues dancing together. I moved down to her breasts, removing the bustier so I could lick and suck her nipples. She placed her hands on my shoulders, pushing me to explore further down. Once I reached the juncture of her thighs I slid her thong off her hips and down her shapely legs to throw it to the side with the bustier. I was feeling quite confident as I utilized all the skills I had learned to bring her to a shuddering orgasm. I eagerly licked up the juices streaming from her cunt.

As we cuddled while she recovered, I prayed the Viagra would live up to the hype. Sam rolled onto her side, moved to position her lovely backside against my cock, then raised her leg to invite me inside her love tunnel. I pushed into her, her slick insides welcoming me in, and slowly started to stroke. My cock was rigid as steel (thank you Viagra) and I knew what I had to do.

I rolled off her, turned her onto her front, spread her legs, and lifted her hips to glide into her from behind. Knowing she wanted a “good fucking”, I grabbed her hips, pulled almost all the way out, then rammed my cock deep inside. I heard a long groan from her and she pushed back on me. I took that as my cue, fucking her as deep and hard as I could until I felt her cunt grip me and her back arch. Then I slammed into her, spraying my load onto her cervix. Our simultaneous cries reverberated through the bedroom as we collapsed beside each other.

Lying beside Sam, I could feel my drive slipping away, along with a growing feeling of reluctance for the next big step. Sam cuddled up to me and for a minute I thought she was sated and I needn’t worry about finishing her with another oral. Except, then she said, “Babe, I’m really looking forward to watching you eat your cum out of me as you bring me to my last orgasm.”

She scooched over to the side of the bed, bent her knees and spread her legs. I got up off the bed, walked around to the side and knelt in front of her. My cum was smeared through her pubes and a stream was beginning to seep out of her. In for a penny, in for a pound, I thought, as I leaned forward and began licking the accumulation from her pubes. I thrust my tongue into her to collect all I could from her dilated hole.

“Mmm, yes that’s it,” she said. “Look at me so I can see our juices on your face.” I looked up. “Yes, that’s perfect, well done babe, you look so hot. Now finish me off.”