After following the Stormy Daniels case on the news, a widowed mom discovers pornography
Maryellen is watching CNN. Since her husband died last year, she almost always has it on, the voices providing company, no matter the news.
At the moment, the news is the former president’s hush money trial, and the testimony of the woman at the center of the case, adult film star Stormy Daniels. She imagines watching one of her movies, telling herself that she would do it as an ironic tribute to the brave woman testifying against a much more powerful man.
The truth is, at 73, she’s never seen one of THOSE types of movies. Larry, her late husband, had a subscription to Playboy, even into his final year.
Deep down, she knows what she’s about to do, but tells herself it’s just a whim, just curiosity.
Maryellen gets into bed, her bedroom window cracked to let in the cool night air, a mid-spring thunderstorm brewing in the distance.
She Googles “stormy daniels movies” and gets nothing but news stories. A wave of heat washes over her as she amends her search: “stormy daniels porn.”
A few more news stories pop up, followed by a proper porn clip. Maryellen clicks on it, confirms that she’s 18, and begins watching.
It’s a scene set in an office, two men with overly-gelled hair chatting before it cuts to Stormy sitting on a desk, a man sliding her underwear off.
“That didn’t take long,” Maryellen thinks.
Soon they’re kissing, Stormy’s generous breasts exposed, and that wave of heat from earlier becomes a tsunami.
It’s not that Maryellen is attracted to women, exactly. It’s the newness and naughtiness of the experience that causes her to slip her hand into her pajama bottoms, and then into her white undies.
On screen, Stormy is nude, her sex wet and glistening as the man pleasures her. It occurs to Maryellen that she’s never seen a shaved cunny before, her own covered in a thick grey and brown forest.
A swampy, smelly forest, she thinks, feeling exceedingly naughty now, sliding her bottoms and panties over her wide mommy hips.
Stormy has gone to her knees, fellating her co-star, his penis — no, his COCK – curved and glistening and beautiful. It has been so long since Maryellen masturbated and she’s wondering why she doesn’t do this every day, her thumb massaging her clitoris as she pumps two fingers in and out of her hairy cunt.
Stomy’s co-star is taking her from behind, fully nude and Maryellen thinks “When in Rome.” She undoes her pajama top, exposing her saggy tits, her brownish nipples stiff with the cool air and with arousal.
“I’d dislocate a hip if I tried that,” Maryellen thinks as Stormy begins to ride her co-star, bouncing on his cock on top of the desk.
The video is disappointingly short…after a little more than six minutes, Storm is back on her knees, the man ejaculating onto her. It’s not what Maryellen expected, but it’s been so long since she felt a man’s hot seed on her skin that she squirms all the same.
Beneath the video are others starring Stormy…including one that’s 26 minutes long…it might be long enough to help Maryellen get there.
She smiles to herself, reveling in her freedom, in this new kind of company she’s discovered.
