0 comments/ 50841 views/ 0 favorites Fresh Eyes By: teresawrites2u Sammie and David had been together for about 10 years. Their marriage was strong if not exciting and even though Sammie was the perfect example of the girl next door, full of energy and inquiry though she wasn't the most comfortable woman with her own body or looks, even after 30 years. David was less driven or as traveled as Sammie, but he was definitely more comfortable with his body and all the aspects surrounding it. A few months ago, she walked into David's home office to find him searching through a video web site reviewing one nasty video after another. "Honey, pick out a movie or two." He quickly suggested. Sammie figuring this would be her last and only chance before he figured out sharing was a bad idea, went to his leather seat and started searching from the beginning. After an hour or so, she strolled back into the den, curled-up on her chair, and directed her gaze to the TV, she told him, "I pick out a few." Her checks flushed as she stole a quick look at him. He figured that she had gotten offended trying to find something, she might like and pick one or two randomly just to get it done. The idea of her looking at any of the video backs made his heart jump and cock twitch and when he sat down on top the warm little imprint that her ass left on his chair he gasped. The cart showed maxed out at 50 DVD's! Holy shit he murmured. Sammie glanced quickly at David when he came back in as he walked by her he stopped and rested his fingers on her pale exposed neck and felt her pulse beating strong and fast. She smiled and her neck flushed lightly around his fingers. "You know that order cost about 2 grand." He teased. She turned to look up at him her almond shaped hazel eyes took on a look of horror. He fought to not smile and sink his aching cock into her gapping mouth and full lips right there. She caught that he was teasing her, "Then cancel the order or only pick the ones you want. I don't care." She replied turning away from him snippy. David smiled, "It's not a problem, I'll be happy to cash in a CD." It had been a few weeks since the first order came in and as they piled up. He couldn't tell if she had looked at any of them. Then one evening she was working on her laptop in the living room and he realized she was just staring at the screen. That's when he realized that she would pull out her personal laptop to work on reports for her accounting manager and have a DVD playing behind it. It was something that he loved to watch and as the evenings progressed she would became more relaxed with just booting up and go strait to a movie. He waited until she had been watching for about fifteen minutes before he asked, "Sammie?" "Huh?" She looked up at him her eyes flashed. "What?" "It's eight, when are we eating?" He was truly hungry. "I'm tired, how about I order a pizza?" "OK with me." She had ordered take out a least once a week since the videos started coming in regularly. One night as they read in bed, Sammie read one of her seven hundred page classics and David read another car restoration manual. Sammie's slender well-manicured fingers slid down his belly under the soft red sheets. He tried to focused on 'How to Rebuild the Small-Block 4.8 Liter Ford 1955-1974 Pontiac' the best he could as her cold finger tips ran over his flaccid cock and she reached to slid her fingers between his legs and massage his loose balls. Slowly he let his mind slip away from the manual and into her grasp; it was amazing to him that she could read for the next two hours while keeping him hard. Some nights he would see the time and roll into her for a chaste good night kiss, other nights he would roll into her and slide his thick cock into her pussy. Tonight is cock was leaking every time she passed her thumb over its swollen head. Sammie pushed back the covers absent-mindedly so the sheet wouldn't be discolored with precum and then get cold. Inadvertently she displayed one of her soft milky breast to the cool bedroom air, he sighed as her pale pink nipple the size of a full moon puckered. Still deeply concentrating on her book he could help but ask, "Are you cold?" She lifted her hand from his glisten sticky dick and slowly so that the clear droplet stretched out quivering with tension until it broke one half-swinging back to slap his cock and the other portion dangled from her pearly fingertips. She brought her hand up under the book and cupped her breast gently, smearing his juices over the outside mound of her breast and around the tight nipple. She sighed deeply emphasizing the curves rising around her hand. Sammie had seen one of the girls in a movie last week play with her nipples in a way she never knew was possible. She knew she could never get them up to her mouth, but it had gotten her playing with them in the shower or at night when she was alone getting ready for bed. And even sometimes at work while she was alone in the copier room. The first time she touched herself at work she started to hyperventilate at the thought of being discovered and then fired. Now with David watching her intently she realized how quickly it went from pucker to a round hard nub. Her breast had become more sensitive since she started to play with them almost daily and she ran her gooey fingers over and around the tight swollen flesh, enjoying the new sensations. She massaged the bulk of her breast with the palm of her hand and eyed David. He had never see her play with her titties like this and he stroke his cock with vigor enjoying the way it pulsed as her nipple swelled at her constant squeezing and pulling. Then he milked his cock drawing a huge dewy droplet; reached over and covered her hand with his. She placed the book face down on her lap and closed her eyes. He wanted to kneel up and smear the purple head of his cock on that perky little nub and all over her tits until they glistened and glowed, but was afraid that it would intimidate her. Instead, David came on his stomach in thick white ropes imagining she was kneeling over him trying to squeeze her breast around his cock and smiling as his cum stuck to her neck and dripped slow down her chest. They both paused as his cock deflated Sammie was happy that David seemed to find her more arousing than usual and David was glad that Sammie seemed more relaxed and open. He rolled over and grabbed a washcloth that she stuck in the draws of the nightstands just for cleaning up. He cleaned up and refolded the beige cloth before handed it to her as she marked the book and placed it on her nightstand. She looked at it and shook her head. "No, thanks, I'm ok." She told him and sheepishly smiled as his black eyes dilated once more this evening. She rolled over on to her side turning out the light and snuggling down into the comforter to pinch and pull her other nipple until it was equally tormented. David rolled on to his stomach and quietly listened to Sammie's breathing and soft rustling movements trying to imagine what she may be doing. He smiled; it had taken a few years for his lovely wife to get comfortable with having sex and it gave him a huge amount of pride to find her finally enjoy more aspects of her body and his. Sammie slid her left hand deeply under the sheets until she could play with the folds of her hairy labia through the fabric of her white cotton panties. At first, any porno revolted her, and then she just enjoyed the art of erotic images. Now she found comfort when watching women fuck. Some of them seemed to do it only for the money while others played it up to the camera and many because they really seemed to enjoy it. When she saw one of them completely immersed in playing with her own pussy in a bathroom by her-self yesterday, she figured it must be ok to do it alone too. Men must find that good, she thought as she drifted off to sleep. David noted the change in her breathing that let him know Sammie had fallen asleep. He rolled over on his hard prick and smiled loving the new addiction his wife was slowly discovering. Fresh Eyes Ch. 02 David was enjoying his new more comfortable wife. It had been a few weeks since Sammie started incorporating her tit play every once in awhile into his masturbation sessions and now he wanted to introduce her to something else, but he wasn't sure what to do. That Saturday evening when they had their weekly missionary sex after he blindly felt his way quickly into her tight pussy. He felt a pang of guilt that her tight little cunt was always so dry and he wanted to do something to get her wet. So he leaned into her and kissed her neck softly, Sammie sighed and it encouraged him to kiss her shoulders as he slowly worked his dark cock deeper inside. He worked his way down her chest and lightly kissed each nipple and it quickly lead him to fucking her with more abandon than he had ever shown before. In the process, he sucked the mound of her right breast hard as he came in hot long burst. She smiled and quickly grabbed a hand towel to cover her soppy lips and darted to the bathroom. He watched her ass giggle and thought everything was ok until she finally came back her expression neutral. Wrapped in a big towel she quickly stepped into white panties and purple PJs. He waited a few days before asking what happed to make her mad. He noticed she wouldn't even bring the new DVD's in from the mail. After she started up on the porn, again the next day he asked when she was about half way into it "Sammie?" "Yea..." She didn't sound happy. "What made you so upset?" "Nothing, don't worry about it..." "I can't help it. I don't want you to be upset." He paused trying to decide if he should say anything more but let it drop for the time being. That Friday she reached over and touched his arm as the lay in bed and he turned to look at her. "Tell me why you were upset, or I'll be afraid to hurt you again." His mind raced for the hundredth time. Did he fuck her to hard, or make her self-conscious? She turned to look at him eyes flashing for a moment, "You left a mark" she whispered accusingly. "I'm sorry, I didn't know." He said and meant it. "Tell me what happened and I'll make sure I never do it again." He promised. "You left a bruise on my breast." She cupped the top of her right breast. "I'm sorry, baby," he said truly meaning it "You're beautiful, and I just wanted to kiss your gorgeous flesh. Does it still hurt?" He asked. "No not anymore, but it did for a few days." "I'm sorry." "It's ok, you didn't mean to?" She asked eyes wide. "No, I would never mean to hurt you or make you mad." He smiled and leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. She smiled a little smile at him. "Is it still bruised?" He asked curious. "Yes, but just a little." She massages her tit lightly and her nipple grew hard, he felt his cock rising at the fact that she seemed unaware of her own physical reactions. "Is it black and blue?" He grew harder thinking about her walking around with his mark sore and dark on her tit, to reminding her of him fucking her. "No anymore it's just a little yellow." She looked down at his hand resting lightly on the sheet over his erection. Silence filled the bed for a moment. He asked, "Can I see the hickey I left behind, so I'll know not to ever do it again?" She thought about it for a moment and didn't believe for a minute that he truly meant it. "Ok." He was surprised she agreed and shyly she sat up and took off the t-shirt that she had donned everyday that week. Her soft white breasts slowly revealed themselves to him as he worked his concealed cock harder in his hand. Finally, she revealed the tiny yellow star resting there. He sighed softly. It had never occurred to Sammie that he might not have meant to leave that trashy hickey on her or that why he seemed now to find it so appealing. "I think it's trashy." She whispered, "But why do you like it?" He looked up into her worried eyes, "only because you are an amazing wife," she looked away from him, "I loved that you wanted me to kiss your love your body. Now knowing it left a mark makes me fantasize that you could feel my where my mouth had been on you all day long." And he left it at that. "If I let you kiss me there," she said pointing to her hard petal pink nipple, "will you promise not to hurt me?" She asked. "I promise," he whispered leaning in to kiss the tiny bud floating on sea of pink. It was a warm, dry kiss and she held her breath in anticipation. David leaned back and she looked at him expectantly. "Do you want me to kiss you again?" He asked. She nodded and he kissed her softly and for just a few moments longer. He kissed her on the cheek and lay back down. She looked at him and wrinkled her forehead as he pushed back the sheet to finish jerking off. He hid a smile at her frustration because it was the first time in their marriage she seem to not want him to do stop. He was going to enjoy it if only for a moment. He came into the washcloth she had ready. She left it on his cock and rolled over with a grunt to sleep. David wanted to say something to her because he didn't want to make her mad again. Then decided it might be good for her to think about wanting more. The next night Sammie came to bed topless and the little yellow hickey had faded completely away. He was glad she felt comfortable being topless again. He went to pick up his book and she just sat there on her side of the bed staring at him. "What's wrong?" He asked flipping open the pages to the earmark. She sighed and shrugged, "Nothing," she murmured. He was afraid he blew it and put the book down giving her his full attention. She paused in pulling back the covers to look at him. It took her a moment but she asked, "Why did you stop last night?" He wanted to ask her stop what but he knew and if she wasn't ready to talk openly about something as simple as her tits, he didn't want to embarrass her. "I didn't want to hurt you again." "But you weren't hurting me." "But unless I know for sure that you like something, I wanted to play it safe." She pouted just a little, "But I don't know how to tell you I like something." That was obvious but he wasn't going to say that to her. So instead he said, "Well, if you like what I'm doing you can rest your hand on me somewhere," he leaned in towards her left snowy mound, "and if you don't like something you can tap me to stop." He picked up her hand and placed it on the back of his neck. She felt a shiver run down his spine and it made her take in a deep breath swelling her chest up even closer to his face. He had to restrain himself from sucking down her whole tit. Instead, he lovingly kissed all over her left breast and then the right. He could see her breathing speed up until she pulled away. "What's wrong?" He asked trying not to grow frustrated. "I don't know what you're going to do next." She murmured into his ear. He smiled into the soft curve of her shoulder this gave him the perfect excuse to talk to her. "I'd like to softly lick the very tip of your nipple, is that ok?" She whispered, "Uh huh." Her finger gripped his neck as his soft wet tongue brushed the taught nub. She tried not to gasp. "Now, I'm going to lick your other nipple slowly." This time he dragged the length of his tongue across Sammie's other bud feeling it rise up hard to greet him and he dreamed that one day it would be her clit. "Then I'm going to wrap my lips around this huge beautiful pink petal and suck just a little and I promise that I won't stop until you tap me and I won't suck harder unless you tell me to, ok?" He asked ask his lips came down to pull at her mound. She softly cried and lay back on her pillows as he gently suckled her. She began to knead his neck and after a few moments, she asked, "Please a little more?" and lifted her other breast to his mouth. He greedily engulfed it between his lips. She had been playing nervously with his dark curly hair for sometime as she lay there enjoy the new sensations when she opened her mouth to make her second request. "Will you be just a little bit harder?" David moaned softly and happily obliged for sometime as she began to rock her hips back and forth he told her. "I'm going to lick your tits just a little bit hard with my tongue." And he forced the tip of his tongue back and forth against her tormented flesh as she grabbed his hair and stifled a moan. "I want to hold you with my teeth, just a little bit, just to know that I can..." and griped her ever so gently and pulled. She gasped and after letting him roll it back and forth until the sharpness of it became too much and she squealed, but he didn't stop and she panicked and slapped his face with a pop. Slowly he released her and they both throbbed painfully. Sammie sobbed twice while holding him to her chest. He gently licked at the inflame nipple and she sighed, "Yes, yes, yes." Gently he kissed and sucked at her widening the area on each mound paying attention to where the flesh met her ribs and armpits. He sucked softly at the underside of her breast until she requested more. "I might leave a hickey and I don't want to hurt you." He warned. "Just a little one," she told him and pointed to the fleshiest part along the outside of her right breast. "Ok" he agreed and sucked carefully until he was sure he left her a little hickey to see the next day. "One more?" She asked him. "Ok" he hid his smile as he moved up to where her breastbone sloped up to her breast. This time licked first then sucked tentatively nipping her just a little. After a few minutes, she chirped and this time tapped him on the back of his head. "That's enough for tonight." She told him sweetly. He lay down beside her, held her right breast in his hand as she reached over, and turned out her light. "Thank you." He told her and lightly squeezed her warm throbbing breast, and taking pleasure in keeping it slightly agitated for the next few hours. Sammie lay there her breast aching and a pulse rippling through her body. She figured if David would have asked for sex she would have agreed, but he didn't and she couldn't figure out why and she realized that it made her just the slightest bit angry that he didn't. That seemed to be happening a lot lately.