0 comments/ 40343 views/ 4 favorites The Separation By: carolinky Jenny picked up her pace as she approached the group of construction workers. "You're right on schedule little lady." Jenny smiled and waived as she ran past the group of men. "Sure you don't want to stop for a drink of cold water?" One of the men shouted. "No thanks." Jenny replied. "Did I tell you have great looking legs?" "Yes everyday this week." The other men laughed. Jenny smiled as she turned at the stop sign and started the long slow climb up the hill. She wasn't intimidated by the construction workers. Her father had worked in construction and he had taken her out on the worksite when she was a little girl. She had been outgoing and felt at ease around the men; now, she appreciated their harmless remarks. Her legs felt strong as she neared the top. But she knew that if she pushed too hard she'd never make it the final three miles. At the top of the hill she pulled her t shirt off and wiped her forehead. Her hard nipples pressed through the stretchy material of her sports bra. Jenny's thoughts drifted to Mike. They had met in college and married shortly after graduation. They got good jobs in Louisville and had a happy marriage. Or at least until Mike began surfing around porn sites and got the idea that they should try swinging. Despite her many misgivings, Mike finally convinced her to attend a "social" in Indianapolis. It was a "couples only" party ranging in age from early 20s to late 50s. After dancing and playing a few games, they had drifted from room to room watching the other couples in various stages of undress getting acquainted. They were just about ready to leave when a middle aged couple from Cincinnati struck up a conversation. Like them they were attending their first "social." After an hour of conversation, they decided to join the couple at their hotel for drinks. Mike and Jenny had agreed that that they would limit their activities to what people in the lifestyle call "soft swinging." Thanks to a few more drinks and the lingering images of what they had witnessed at the "social" their inhibitions and good judgment was tossed to the wind. Later, Mike worked himself into a jealous rage calling Jenny a slut for going all the way with the other guy. He failed to grasp, however, the hypocrisy in his accusations; the other wife had done the same thing with him. Needless to say their marriage went down hill from there. Mike was relentless in belittling Jenny for the events of that night. No matter what she did or said, Mike couldn't let it go. Jenny reluctantly decided that her only option was to spend some time away from Mike. So, one day while Mike was at work, she loaded up the SUV and moved back to eastern Kentucky. Jenny's breathing grew labored as she neared her mom's house. It was a typical eastern Kentucky house. Two story wood frame with a large front porch and detached garage. Her brother had come in from Michigan and repainted the house in the spring. It looked clean and bright, especially with the many pots of flowers hanging along the front. Jenny had so many happy childhood memories and it was the main reason she moved back home instead of staying in Louisville. Jenny ran past her mom's house and turned on the dirt road that led up the holler to her grandmother's house. It was her house now. When her grandmother passed away, Jenny inherited the house along with about 75 acres of hilly land and a tobacco base. Like her mom's house, it was a two story frame except it had a wrap around porch. There were hardwood floors throughout the house and most of the walls were covered in wall paper. "Good morning, Jenny." Billy called out from the front porch of his house. "Good morning." Jenny waived, "Did you finish those problems I gave you?" "Yes I did." "Great then I'll see you this afternoon." "Okay." Billy replied licking his lips as he stared at Jenny's long legs and tight ass. Billy was eighteen and the youngest of seven kids. Two of his sisters had dropped out of high school and married early. His third sister was pregnant and living with her boyfriend. His brothers had also dropped out of school and left Kentucky to work in Michigan. Billy, however, had a vision. He wasn't going to turn out like the rest of his siblings. Despite his "at risk" label, he was determined to break the cycle of poverty. He dreamed of graduating from college, getting a high paying job, and moving to the big city. This fall he would begin his first year of college at Morehead State University. Billy also had another vision. He was infatuated with Jenny. Of course, what soon to be college freshmen wouldn't be? She was an attractive 29 year-old with pixie blonde hair, long tanned legs, and small perky upright tits. He couldn't believe his good fortunes when his mom asked Jenny to tutor him during the summer. His counselor had advised him to brush up on math during the summer before college. Jenny was a good teacher; there was no doubt, he was actually learning how to solve complex algebraic equation. If only she could teach him other worldly things. One afternoon he stole one of her bras from the clothes line. It was labeled "34B" which didn't mean a lot to him. He showed it to one of his friends who commented that Jenny wasn't much more than a mouthful. Later, he downloaded some pictures of women with "34Bs." He did a cut and paste of Jenny's face onto the naked pictures, and then jacked off dangling her bra over his hard cock. Needless to say, the bra and edited pictures became a major part of his late night fantasies. Jenny sprinted the last one hundred yards to grandma's house. After walking for about ten minutes she went through her cool down ritual. Later she sat on the porch drinking a bottle of cold water. It was a relaxing sunny but very humid August morning. Sweat flowed between her breasts. She wiped her forehead then glanced down the holler at Billy's house. She was so proud of his hard work and dedication. He was on track to be the first person in his family to graduate from college. Jenny had been the first in her family. In addition to being a good student, Billy was a good listener and close friend. For an eighteen year old, he was actually more mature than her 30 year old husband. XXXX Jenny finished drying her hair and then put on a satin blouse. She walked over to the closet and pulled out a pair of Wrangler jeans. After squeezing into them and carefully tucking her blouse in, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. The jeans fit tight, emphasizing her butt and long legs. Jenny flicked her hair back behind her ears and sprayed perfume on her neck. She ran down the stairs and glanced out the window. No sign of Billy. The shrill sound of the telephone startled Jenny. "Hello." "Jenny?" It was Mike. "Hello Mike." Jenny replied apprehensively. "I heard you went on a date with that high school counselor." "What did you say?" "I heard you've been dating the high school counselor." "I wouldn't exactly call it a date. We went to dinner and discussed Billy's summer studies." "Oh come on Jenny what do you think I'm some kind of fool?" Mike replied harshly. "What do you mean?" "I mean are you fucking him?" "No!" There was a long pause. She took a deep breath trying to remain calm. Her heart was racing faster than at the hardest part of her early morning run. She hated when he talked like this, but she hated it even more that she couldn't control her emotions. "You're a goddamn liar, Jenny." "Don't...start..." Jenny stuttered. "You a goddamn fucking whore, too." "I'm not doing anything Mike." "Yeah just like that guy up in Indianapolis." "Don't start." Tears began to trickle down Jenny's face. "You're fucking that high school counselor just like you fucked that guy up in Indianapolis. I just know it. You're a filthy goddamn bitch." "Stop it!" Jenny cried. "No...don't stop...don't stop...that's what you kept saying up in Indy like some fucking slut whore." Jenny began crying. "That guy was up on top of you grunting like a fucking pig." "Please stop!" "Yeah right and you're screaming don't stop." "It was your idea to go to that damn party." "You were supposed to stop after oral. But no...you kept going and let him slam-fuck you." "I didn't exactly see you exercising any restraint." "She was a filthy goddamn bitch just like you." "That's not fair and you know it." Jenny cried. Satisfied, Mike laughed, "Have a nice day, bitch." He hung up the phone. "You goddamn bastard!" Jenny screamed as she threw the phone across the room. Luckily it landed on the couch. When she turned around, Billy was standing in the doorway. "Billy." "Are you okay?" "No." "Was that Mike?" Tears streamed down her cheeks. "The bastard decided to ruin my day." "He's an asshole." Billy stepped into the room and handed Jenny a tissue. "Thank you." Jenny sobbed as she wiped her face. "Well, he doesn't have any right to treat you this way." Jenny blew her nose then wiped her eyes. They embraced. "Thank you Billy you mean so much to me." Billy ran his hands slowly down her back. The smooth silky material of her blouse felt incredibly sensuous. As he moved his hand back up, he felt her bra strap. It was a nice distraction that immediately caused his cock to stir. Trying to be attentive to Jenny's emotional state, while at the same time trying to satisfy his own sexual curiosity; Billy ran his fingers along the strap and then followed the two narrower straps up to her shoulders and then back down. Jenny's body tingled as Billy explored along her bra strap. Her initial response was to break free, but for some strange unexplainable reason she let him continue. They had grown so close over the past two months. His investigation seemed harmless. Besides, it was a small reward for being such a good friend. What she needed more than anything right now was to be held. She rested her head on his shoulder breathing gently as her anger and hurt slowly faded away. Billy and Jenny stood clinging to each other for several minutes without saying a word. Finally, Billy broke the silence, "You're too beautiful to let that asshole ruin your day." Jenny looked up into Billy's green eyes and smiled. Sensing an opening, Billy decided to do what he had been thinking about for a long time. He moved his lips to hers and gently kissed her lips. Jenny's heart fluttered as chill bumps raced up and down her arms. His kiss was totally unexpected and caught her off guard. When he kissed her again she kissed back instinctively then giggled excitedly as Billy tightened his arms around her waist and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Although Billy was still a virgin, this wasn't exactly unfamiliar territory. He had kissed his share of girls, even though most were distant cousins. After the senior prom, he had taken his sophomore girlfriend parking in the family cemetery. Things had gotten pretty hot and heavy in the backseat of his mom's car. After wrestling around for over an hour he finally got her panties off. Unfortunately for Billy, the sight of his girlfriend's prom dress pushed up around her waist exposing her hairy pussy was overpowering. The moment he placed the wet condom on his tiny little head, he squirted on her legs, and worst of all her dress. It was a messy and embarrassing moment. Needless to say, the young lady was humiliated and disgusted with Billy. She was a virgin, too. After crying for several minutes, while trying to clean up his mess, it was obvious that he wasn't going to get another chance. They never dated again. Jenny, meanwhile, was at an emotional crossroad. Billy's teasing manipulation of her hair and ears, back and side, and especially her bra straps were having its intended consequence. What started out as a seemingly harmless caress was quickly turning into something much more dangerous. On one hand she knew that this was all wrong. But there was an even darker and more controlling emotion that hungered for him to continue. It was the same emotion that overwhelmed her in Indianapolis. While Jenny contemplated what to do next, Billy continued moving his hands up and down her back, squeezing and tickling her at will. It seemed to him that she was enjoying herself and that caused his self-confidence soared. It was time to take the next step. His placed his hand behind Jenny's head and pulled her forward kissing her with all the passion he could muster. His other hand trembled as he squeezed her breast. "Oh my God," Jenny panted as she rose up into his arms. "Does this feel good?" Billy whispered as he pressed his hand beneath her breasts. "Yes!" Jenny quivered as Billy cupped her tit again and squeezed gently. Even beneath the blouse and bra, there was little doubt that she had upward curved breasts and erect nipples. Billy's cock was uncomfortably hard now. Somehow his erection was going almost sideways in his pants. He wanted to reach down and readjust things, but he was afraid to take his hand away from Jenny's quivering breasts. Jenny continued whimpering as he played with her tits. Much to his surprise she wasn't resisting. Instead, she was leaning forward sighing and gasping for air. As near as he could tell she was urging him to continue. Finally, he stopped and gazed down at the buttons on her blouse. When he looked into her beautiful blue eyes, she smiled approvingly and nodded her head. Billy immediately started unbuttoning her blouse. She breathed excitedly as Billy parted her blouse exposing her bra. He paused for a brief moment taking in the contrast between her tanned skin and the white cotton bra. It was just like the one he had stolen off the clothes line except this one had a tiny snap in the front. As he stared at it, Jenny flicked the snap keeping her hands in place for a few seconds taking in the ever changing expressions on Billy's face. Finally, she pulled her bra to the side. "Oh my God Jenny they're beautiful." Billy's face turned bright red. It was an unexpected response that only heightened her excitement. A little voice whispered, "What are you doing Jenny? Maybe you really are a slut." She closed her eyes and fought unsuccessfully the urges that raced through her body. It was time to stop...but she couldn't. She watched in eager anticipation as Billy slowly lowered his mouth to her nipple. But just as Billy sucked her nipple into his mouth, the sound of a car horn caused Billy and Jenny to jump. "Oh my God...stop!" Jenny yelled pushing Billy back. Jenny turned and looked out the front window. "My God it's your mom!" "Oh shit, what is she doing here?" Jenny quickly snapped her bra back, buttoned her blouse and walked to the front door tucking her blouse back into her pants. She stumbled and fell into the hall tree as she walked to the door. Billy laughed as she rubbed her right thigh. Billy, meanwhile, stuck his hand into his pants and repositioned his rock hard cock. Jenny stepped out onto the front porch. Mary was still sitting in her car. "Hi Miss Mary, how are you today?" "Hi Jenny, I'm just fine." "Billy's in the house." "I don't need to disturb his studies. Just tell him that I got called in to work at Wal-Mart and won't be home till late. Would you mind fixing him supper?" "Of course not, I'll take good care of him, Miss Mary." "I know you will. By the way, are you okay honey?" "What" "Are you okay? You look like you've been crying." "I just got a call from Mike. He's being his typical asshole self." "Don't give him any mind." "I try not too." "I know it's hard and believe me you can do a lot better than him." "I know." "I think that nice counselor at the high school would make a nice husband." Jenny laughed. "I'm serious Jenny. He's such a nice young man." "I'll keep him in mind." "Well, you and Billy have a good afternoon. I better get to work." Jenny watched Mary back out of the driveway. "What did Mom say?" Billy asked as he stepped out onto the porch and stood behind Jenny. "She's on her way to Wal-Mart and won't be home until late." "Great." Billy whispered as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Billy, she'll see us." Jenny protested wiggling out of Billy's grasp. They stood side by side watching his mom drive slowly down the graveled road leaving behind a cloud of dust. Jenny felt like her world was spinning out of control. First, her husband calls and accuses her of having sex with Billy's high school counselor. Then Billy shows up and comforts her. The next thing she knows they're standing in the living room hugging and kissing like two oversexed teenagers. Well, that's partially correct. Billy is a teenager. God what was she doing? She closed her eyes trying to gain control of her emotions. Finally, she turned and looked at Billy. He was staring back like a kid in a candy store. There was no doubt what he wanted and despite her better judgment that left her feeling excited. She took a deep breath trying to stay calm and in control. Billy ran his hands through his curly black hair. He was a handsome young man, there was no doubt. Slightly taller than her, she guessed he didn't outweigh her more than fifteen pounds. She turned and looked down the road. The dust was settling along the roadway in the tall grass. Jenny stepped past Billy into the foyer. She turned and looked back at Billy. He jerked the screen door open and pulled Jenny into his arms. They immediately started kissing. The door slammed shut causing both of them to flinch. Jenny turned toward the stairs but Billy wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his groin against her hips. He was rock hard and the pressure against her hips caused Jenny to hop forward. Billy moved with her keeping his cock pressed against her butt. As awkward as any teenage boy might be under similar circumstances, Billy grabbed her blouse and jerked it out of her pants ripping several buttons off her blouse sending them flying onto the wood floor. "Not so rough." Jenny whispered whirling around to face Billy. "I'm sorry." Billy replied. "It's okay." Billy kissed her forehead while running his hands through her hair. Jenny opened her mouth and kissed Billy's neck. Her hands dropped to his waist and grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt pulling it up over his shoulders tossing it onto the floor. Unlike her husband, Billy didn't have any hair on his chest. It would have been a sexier site had his muscles been a little more defined. But she couldn't deny that her heart was racing with passion. She kissed his nipples while running her hands over his arms up to his shoulders. When raised her head, Billy lowered his mouth to hers and she slipped her tongue into his mouth. She squeezed with all her might pulling him to the stair case. Billy fumbled with the remaining buttons on her blouse and then pushed it off her shoulders. He didn't waste anytime unsnapping the bra. Topless, Jenny covered her creamy breasts teasingly with her hands before finally lowering her arms. Billy's face lit up as he stared at her velvety tits not sure of what to say or do next. Ever so carefully he lowered his mouth and began sucking her tit while feeling the other one. Jenny sighed and bit her lower lip. An indescribable sensation raced through her body. She rubbed her forehead and then pushed her hair back before resting her hand on his neck gently guiding him as he sucked, licked, and nibbled her tits. It had been a long time since someone had held her so lovingly. Jenny glanced out the front door and realized that anyone walking down the road could easily look inside and see them. So, she pushed Billy away and raced up the stairs. When she reached the top, she peeled her pants off and threw them down the staircase into his face. Billy laughed as he deflected her jeans and bounded up the creaky staircase. The Separation I never thought the temporary separation from my husband would end up playing out the way it had. It was meant only to clear my head and allow us to get professional help. Never planned on what happened while we were apart but than again I'm honestly not going to complain and he never found out about it either. My name is Marisa. I'm a pale skinned, blue eyed, redhead with 36DD breasts, and an average body build but my hips are wider than my waist by about six inches making it hard to find clothing that fits right. I'm not very tall, standing all of 5'6" and still young at 27 years old. I have been married to John now for over four years. He was the first and had been the only guy I had ever had sex with. I soon found out I had a much larger sex drive than he did. I could gladly have done it every day and even several times a day while he was fine with only once or twice a week at best. It became a constant frustration for me that I ended up taking in my own hands, literally. John worked a lot of hours and out of sheer boredom I got myself a retail job. It was there that I met the woman that would change my sexual life, Ebony. She's black with deep brown skin and dark brown eyes, a little taller than me, and two years younger. I worked late morning until the afternoon. She would come in the afternoons and stayed until closing. After I started there we quickly became friendly, so much so that we began to even hang out a couple times a month outside of work. She had a boyfriend that I met a couple of times, a tall black man named William. She also had a step-brother named Malik who was a year older than me and lived with her. I never met him because he was always gone the few times I visited her apartment. Not to mention he eventually ended up in jail for a few months on his second drug possession charge for marijuana. She didn't live in the best neighborhood but it surely was far from the worst. Everything seemed fine except that for some reason John wanted sex even LESS then he normally does, down to about once every week or less. It was driving my nuts sexually. He claimed it was because of work and I believed him until one day I found out John was having an affair with a female co-worker. While on the computer I had to get to his email address for something he needed me to look up for him and found the few emails they had written back and forth. I was so angry I didn't even know what to say or think when he told me about it. He explained he screwed up, that he doesn't know why he did it, that the whole thing started after a overly stressful day at work, but that he had already ended it several weeks ago. Calling him a few choice names I stormed out of our house, hopped into the car, and just drove off to no where. Bawling like a baby I got a call from Ebony asking me if I wanted to go out this weekend. She had no trouble hearing how distressed I was and asked me what was wrong. I broke down again and explained the entire situation to her. Without even thinking about it she offered for me to stay at her place to get away from John until I can get myself together and figure things out. Since Malik was still in jail for a little longer I could stay in his room for the time being. I quickly agreed to the offer. Driving back home I picked up what I felt I would need for the time being. Explaining to John that I needed to get away for a little while I told him I would be staying with Ebony for now. When I made it to her place she helped me take my stuff upstairs to her apartment and let me get everything off my chest the rest of the night, trying her best to make me feel better. I took the next couple of days off of work not feeling like I was in the best frame of mind to work with the public. John kept calling several times a day but I just ignored the phone because I sure as hell wasn't ready to deal with him either. That weekend Ebony and I went out for dinner with her boyfriend. Was nice to get out and forget about stuff for a while. After almost a week I finally spoke to John and we both agreed that we would meet with a counselor and work through this once I felt ready. After calling around I found a marriage counselor that was available in two weeks for our first visit. I didn't know it at the time but a lot would change for me between now and then. Three days later Ebony got a phone call that her brother was finally being released from prison after almost 60 days. The following day while I was at work she went to pick him up. This put me in an awkward situation since I was sleeping in his bed. I now wondered where I was going to go. Ebony didn't work that day so I couldn't ask her when she got to work. When I made it back to her place they still weren't back yet. I sat there watching TV for a couple of hours when I heard the apartment door unlocking. Looking over at the door as it swung open Ebony saw me and smiled. As she stepped in a man moved behind her. He was tall, I'd say between 6'3" - 6'4" or there about. His skin was also a deep brown same as Ebony's. Shaved head and a decent build. He was a pretty decent looking guy too. "Hey Marisa! This is my brother, Malik" Ebony said as she pointed towards the man behind her. "Sorry it took so long. He was released on house arrest of all things which took a while to get through. He's only allowed to leave for a couple hours a day for food shopping and to help him look for work" she explained. "YO!" Malik said as he stepped in. "So, you're da girl dat's been sleeping in my room." I explained that I would sleep out here on the couch until I found another place to go so he could have his room back. Malik stopped me. "Ebony told me 'bout what happened with your man an shit. I ain't got no problem with you stayin'. I'll stay out here on da couch, you can stay in my room 'til you get things worked out" he told me. I was beyond grateful and told him as much. "Don't take this the wrong way but you got to be the whitest white girl I've ever seen!" I only laughed at that comment. They both sat down as Malik explained his time in jail. Was of course what you would expect it to be. Something I never want to have to find out first hand. He then showed me his ankle bracelet for the house arrest. Looked uncomfortable but he assured me it wasn't too bad. He seemed like an okay guy, just got caught too often with illegal drugs for personal use. He is more rough around the edges, more so in his speech, than Ebony is. After spending the next few hours watching TV I headed off to bed to get some sleep before work the next day. It was uneventful day at work, Ebony came in that afternoon as usual. When I got back Malik wasn't there. Assuming it was in his time window to be out I thought I'd do something new and started making the two of us dinner. When he returned he was happy that I had done that since he wasn't in the best mood. Asking him what was wrong he sat down at the table across from me. "Tryin' to find a fuckin' job again ain't gonna be easy" he explained. "Then I went to see my girl 'cause I ain't gonna lie it's been more than two months since I've gotten laid. But she wanted nothin' to do with me anymore havin' found herself another man. Shit, I told her I didn't care dat she's got a man I just wanted sex but she was havin' none of it. Then saw some of my boys an they wanted to go smoke some weed with me but I can't do dat for another month while under house arrest. But I know my problems ain't nothin' compared to yours girl" he added. I only smiled before eating. The rest of the night I sat there watching TV with him until Ebony came home. She told me that her boyfriend was going to take her out Saturday night for her birthday and asked me if I minded her spending the night as his place? I told her I was fine with it. That I would just stay here and keep Malik company so he doesn't go nuts being stuck in the house. The next few days it was pretty much at Ebony's apartment as at work. I didn't do much while at her place and the only time I went out alone was to go to work. I at times felt a little uncomfortable at the looks some people gave me since I think I was one of the only white female in area. Most of the time I sat around watching TV on and off with Malik who all too often made mentions about how badly he wanted to have sex again. I laughed it off but I felt the same way. Malik was also very shocked that I have only ever had sex with my husband. As Saturday evening came around Ebony got dressed for her night out. She looked very nice compared to me lounging around in sweat pants and a tee shirt. With her gone I was going to stay in her room for tonight so her brother could get his room back for at least one evening. Malik was in the shower when Ebony left. Wishing her a good night I sat back and kicked my feet up for a slow night. When Malik came out of the bathroom wearing just pajama pants he sat down next to me. Malik and I began to talk for the next couple of hours about anything and everything as we watch TV together. When we got on the topic of my marriage problems Malik shook his head. "Fuckin' loser!" he said to me. "Shit, with a girl as hot as you an he's steppin' out with some ho. If you were my girl I wouldn't ever do some dumb shit like dat!" It was flattering and I knew without doubt I was beginning to blush. Thanking him for the kind comments. "Ain't nothin' but the truth baby. You're fuckin' sexy as hell. If I was you I won't get mad girl, I'd get even with his ass" Malik said. Asking him what he meant he quickly explained. "I mean you should do what he did to you and have sex with another man. Make you feel better and he let him know what it's like" he said. "I'm not sure if I could do that" I told him. "But thanks again for the compliments and ideas." I was trying to think of something to say to change the subject when Malik blurted out something that blind sided me even more. "I always wondered an you the only person I know who can answer my question" Malik said. I asked him what it was. "Do white boys really have small dicks?" he asked. I just sat there for a moment trying to process that unable to figure out what to say. "I'm sure like everyone it varies from man to man. Same as I know the story of black men having big dicks isn't true" I replied. "Dat shit is true!" Malik shot back. "At least I can saw it's true for me. How big is your man's dick?" he added. I didn't want to tell him. "Tell me girl, how big is it?" I still refused but he kept pushing, and pushing, and pushing. "Fine! His penis is about 5 1/2 inches long!" I yelled. Malik looked at me as a smile broke across his face and soon broke into a laugh. I asked him what was so funny. "Damn girl dat's a small dick! My shit's almost three inches longer than dat!" he said. I then laughed myself. "What's so funny girl?" he asked. I told him I didn't believe him and believed he was lying. "You don't believe me? Nah, I ain't lyin' a bit and I'll prove it!" Malik jumped up, turned towards me, and before I could say a word he yanked the front of his pajama pants down. There, about a foot directly in front of my face, was Malik's penis. It was soft hanging down between his thighs, a deep brown skin color same as the rest of him. It was shocked both because of what he did and because I realized he wasn't lying. His penis is big! Not even hard and it was still large. Not doubt when he is hard he is much bigger than John's. Malik's was also thicker by a considerable amount. Behind that hung a large pair of black testicles. I'm not going to lie my body had an instant reaction of being turned on. Likely both because of the fact it had been so long since I've had sex and his size. "See I told you I wasn't lyin' an it's not even fuckin' hard yet. Bigger than your hubby's ain't it?" he asked. I assured him it was. "An I know it's a lot fuckin' bigger then his when dat shit's hard. But you can help me with dat Marisa." I knew exactly what he meant but for some reason I actually asked him how? "Shit girl it's been a long fuckin' time since I've gotten any pussy. An I ain't never been with a white girl and you're one fuckin' hot ass white girl. Can give you somethin' your man never could and let you get even with him at the same time. Imagine dat white boy's face when you tell him you been havin' sex with a nigga with a big ass dick while you was gone." "I ... I ... I think maybe I should head to bed for the night" I said standing up. I dashed back to Ebony's bedroom, shut the door, and got into bed. My head was spinning with a million different thoughts. Thoughts of my husband, my marriage, what Malik said, his large penis, and his offer of sex. I laid there listening to him until he turned the TV off and headed into his room. I couldn't believe how big that thing was and tried to picture what it would actually look like hard. I can't lie it was turning me on. As I laid there the idea of revenge of having sex with Malik in order to get even with my husband kept coming back to mind as the anger of John's cheating was still very much alive. It had been so long since I have had sex too it was killing me. "What am I considering?" I thought to myself as I rolled over. I couldn't cheat on my husband. Not like he had, not like how he had treated me, how he cheated on me for months, how he stopped having sex with me for that other woman, how angry he made me, how much I wanted to beat him, how much I wanted to make him feel the same way I do, to get even with him. "I'm going to do this and tell that fucker what I did and see how it makes him feel" I said as I jumped back out of bed. Going through my large luggage bag I found my sexy black nightgown. Has lace around the top and goes down to my mid-thighs. Getting fully undressed I pulled the nightgown over my head, adjusted myself, and got my courage up. Feeling my knees shaking I opened the door, walked across the hallway. "What am I doing? What am I doing?" I said over and over again in my head. My chest tightened as I knocked softly on his bedroom door. "Yeah?" he yelled out. "It's me, can I come in?" I asked. "No problem girl, come in!" he yelled back. My hand was shaking as I turned the knob and pushed open the door. Stepping into the room I saw Malik laying there on his bed wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. Looking up at me I watched as a grin crept across his face. "What's up?" he asked. I went to say something but the first couple of times I couldn't seem to get anything out of my mouth. "I was thinking about what you said and thought I would take your advice" I finally got out. 'Now or never, just go for it' I thought to myself as I walked over toward him. Crawling up onto the bed I slid down to the middle so I was right above his crotch. "I think you're right, John would be pissed if he knew I had sex with a black guy. And I'm also interested in seeing how big you really do get when you're hard" I explained as I nervously grabbed the waistband of his boxers. "Damn, no dat's what I'm fuckin' talkin' 'bout!" he said excited. Reaching down he helped me push them down as his dark brown penis came into view again this time resting against his leg. "I always heard white chicks were the best as givin' head. How 'bout you show me if dat's true." "I already planned on it" I said smiling up at him. Sliding my hand up his thigh I softly ran my pale white fingers down his penis. At that moment I realized why interracial porn seemed to popular. My pale skin against his deep brown was beyond hot and extremely sexy looking. It began to slowly grow in reaction to my touch. Repositioning myself so I was laying on my side along side of him I picked up his penis to expose the underside. I was nervous as hell and closed my eyes to help me not to change my mind as I leaned in and began running my tongue several times up the length of it. I could feel it both growing in my hand and against my tongue. Pulling back I opened my eyes to see it was now fully erect. "Wow! You weren't lying were you" I said surprised. His penis is huge! Was at least as long as he said it was and very thick, far thicker than John's. Wrapping my hand around it I was amazed at the sheer size of the thing, how heavy it felt, and feeling it pulse. It was topped off by a thick bulbous deep brown head. "I ain't gonna lie. Dat shit is over eight inches long and almost 5 1/2 inches thick!" he said confirming what I figured it was around. "I told you your hubby's got a small dick. Dat white boy ain't got nothin' on me!" I couldn't disagree as I stared at that black monster cock in my hand. Malik reached up grabbing the back of my head with his hand and began to push my head back down towards it. Without thought my lips parted as they touched the tip of his penis allowing it to glide right into my mouth. My mouth was stretched more than I think it ever has been as he continued to push my head down and I took it as deep as I could before choking. Malik laughed when I did and I realized that's what he wanted me to do. I pulled it back out of my mouth, gave him a nasty look, before sucking on it again. Malik began to moan as I sucked, licked, and stroked his penis doing the best I could to please him. Looking up I watched his face with an expression of pure pleasure. Opening his eyes he looked down at me and smiled. "Shit, white girl's do give the best head" he said while staring into my eyes. I couldn't help but let out a giggle before going back to giving him the best blowjob I could. It was not only enjoyable to him but to me as well. I'm the type of woman who enjoys giving blowjobs and this one was turning me on even more than when I give them to John. Likely from a mix of my excited me at doing something so wrong or at the sight of his dark skin against my pale. Either way I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. After a couple minutes of this I couldn't wait any longer. "Do you have an condoms?" I asked pulling him out of my mouth and lifting myself up. "Fuck, I ain't got any around here around here, I've been gone for too long girl. It ain't like I got anything your gonna catch, I'm clean. An I know your on the pill 'cause I seen them in the bathroom so I'm not gonna knock you so why do we need rubbers?" he asked. "An it's fuckin' been damn near ten years since I've fucked raw an you being my first white chick better believe I wanna feel dat shit around my dick bareback" he added. I thought about it, for all of three seconds. I knew I not only felt like I wanted it but that I needed it! Getting up on my knees I swung one over his body straddling him. Lifting the hem of my nightgown and crawling upwards until I felt his penis up against my crotch and belly. "Can feel you're pussy's shaved too!" Malik said with excitement. "Shaved just yesterday" I told him smiling. I bent down supporting myself on one hand as I reached down under my nightgown with my other grabbing his penis. Lifting my body up and forward hovering over Malik I moved his penis around until I lined it up. At that final moment I couldn't believe what I was about to do as I felt the soft tip of his cock head against my hole and his hands began to move up my thighs under the hem of my nightgown. "You're sure you don't have a problem with me being married right?" I asked. "Hell no! I ain't got a problem with dat. In fact dat shit makes it hotter, even more that you're married to a white boy. Let me show you what you been missin' all these years with your man. Slide dat little white pussy down on my big black cock" Malik said looking up into my eyes. A shutter of excitement as he said those last words. I instantly stopped all doubt and nervousness that instant as I began to put downward pressure with my hips. I felt the head of his penis begin to push itself into my tiny little hole slowly spreading it open as it entered. I let out a loud gasp as it pushed into me. Wholly crap I'm actually doing this? I'm cheating on my husband and it's with a black guy. Slowly I worked it in a little bit at a time. "Fuck, dat shit is tight girl! You sure you ain't a virgin?" Malik said. I had never been so stretched out like this and as wet as I was it was still taking effort due to his sheer size. Deeper and deeper he slipped into me until I couldn't take anymore for a reason I never thought was possible. Our pelves' were touching, his entire penis was inside of me! I did nothing allowing myself to adjust as I never felt so full in my life. It was only slightly uncomfortable but even that was overshadowed by the unbelievable feeling it was giving me. The Separation "Damn girl you took the whole fuckin' thing. As tight as you is I didn't think you'd get it all up in there" Malik said. I told him I was just as surprised that I had. I could feel the head very softly brushing against my cervix. "Take this shit off an show me them big ass white titties girl" Malik ordered as he tugged at my nightgown. Sitting straight up I pulled my gown up and over my head. "Damn, they fuckin' nice! Pretty little pale pink nips too" he said reaching up cupping both of them in his large black hands. Malik began to kneed my breasts and play with my nipples causing me to moan at his touch. At the same time I started rocking my hips back and forth. "Rub dat clit for me girl. I wanna feel dat white pussy cum around my dick" he ordered me. Doing as he said I started playing with myself. The triple sensation of him playing with my breasts, seeing his dark skin against my milky white, his massive penis in me, and rubbing myself was amazing and making me moan louder, and louder, and louder. Then I felt it, screaming out as I came. My body shook and I colapsed onto of him. I had never orgasmed so quickly or so hard. I had needed this so badly. I was trying to catch my breath as I felt him thrusting up into me and realized someone else needed a release too. Propping myself back up on my hands I began to slowly slide up and down his monster black cock gradually taking more and more out before sinking back down. God it felt so good! John had never felt like this and I was loving every moment. Felt like a wave of extreme pleasure course through my body with each thrust. Soon my moans filled the room as I rode him. Malik was now playing with my breasts again, this time also sucking on my nipples. "Ride dat black dick! Bet your man would be pissed if he'd see you doing this shit" he said as I was now riding him hard and fast. He was by now lasting longer than John normally does during sex and I wasn't complaining a bit. "Shit girl keep it up. I ain't gonna last much longer 'cause it's been so long an your puss feels so fuckin' good. So fuckin' tight around my shit. Dat's it! Don't stop, 'bout to cum. Gonna cum up in your white cunt ... AHH SHIT!" Malik yelled out as he grabbed my waist pushing himself up into me as he slammed me down onto him burying his entire cock. He let out a long, deep moan. His penis twitched as he began shooting his hot black cum deep into my pussy coating my cervix. And he kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming the whole time holding himself tightly in me as if he wanted to make sure he planted his seed deep into my belly. It felt like he came more than twice as much as my husband does before he let out a deep sigh releasing his death grip on my waist as he finished. I was so caught up I hadn't even considered that he would cum in me. Don't ask me why since he was happy as hell that I was on birth control which at that point I was very grateful for. Lifting myself off I climbed off the bed and headed straight for the bathroom as I could already feel his semen starting to leak out of me. Coming back in I grabbed my night gown and gave him a kiss of a cheek thanking him before leaving back to Ebony's bedroom. I quickly fell asleep and had been a long time since I have felt so relaxed. The next morning I was in a far better mood than I have been in for a while. I was on my lunch in the break room when Ebony got to work and quickly found me. "You look glowing today. I guess that means that you and Malik will be sharing his bed from now on while you're with us?" she asked. "What do you mean?" I replied almost choking on my food. "Girlfriend, don't act like you don't know. Malik told me all about the two of you having sex last night while I was gone" Ebony said. I knew at that moment I was turning red. "Don't be embarrassed about it. I'm not upset, in fact I'm happy for you two because to be honest you were both needing it bad. God knows he's already in a better mood than he has been since getting back.I don't care if you two have sex and if he makes you look like this I'm more than fine with it. And don't worry I won't ever let John know a thing, this is between us two but be warned Malik is a horney SOB" she added before heading out. I soon found out how right she was. Malik had a sex drive to match mine. When I got back to the apartment after work he was gone for the next couple of hours as I ate an early dinner and relaxed. No sooner had he walked into the door his hands were all over me before dragging me into the bedroom. Within minutes he had me fully naked, with my legs wrapped around his back as he fucked me hard with his massive black cock. It felt so good as I screamed in pleasure with each powerful thrust. He lasted even longer this time and around twice as long as John does, not that I'm complaining mind you, before cumming again deep inside of me. This went on for the next six days before the first meeting with my husband. Malik and I had sex four times doing it in every other room but Ebony's and it was only four times in six days because Ebony was off work for two days in that time period. I became highly turned on at this point with interracial porn and loved the sight of Malik's skin against my pale white. Not to mention of course his large penis and how well he used it. When the day came around I got dressed nicely and headed out for the marriage counselor. When I got back to Ebony's place I wasn't in the best mood from dealing with John and was feeling upset all over again. Walking in I saw Malik sitting on the couch. Seeing I was stressed he asked me how it went? "Don't ask. Just come with me to the bedroom. I want you to fuck my brains out, it will make me feel better" I told him as I walked down the hallway. Malik jumped right up rushing towards me and quickly ushering both of us into the bedroom. Quickly stripping our clothes off he was soon doing as I asked and was fucking my brains out. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me! God it feels so fucking good" I said screaming in pleasure as he used his massive black cock like a pro making me orgasm twice without even having to touch my clit before he shot his cum, like every other time, deep as he could into my pussy. I now also loved the feeling of him cumming in me the same as I had liked it when John did. He was giving me more than a large penis, a really, really large penis, and his ability to use it but was giving me what I always desired by fulfilling my sexual needs as they had never been before. Malik began to wait for me to get home or on my days off to go out of the house so I would feel more comfortable since I wouldn't be alone. I got to meet a bunch of his buddies and I know at least some of them was to prove he was having sex with me but what I could hear them saying while I stepped away. Things like "damn she does have some big ass titties!" which made me realize he had been talking about me. As long as Ebony wasn't home we would always end up having sex the moment we got back to the apartment. This is how the next couple of weeks went until he was off house arrest. Malik was gone more often but to no surprise he was always back home not long after I got off work. I honestly had no emotional feelings for him outside of us being friends. Having sex with him was just that, sex, and he was giving me exactly what I needed as I was for him. I also continued my weekly trips to meet with the marriage counselor with John which seemed to be improving our relationship and I agreed to go out to dinner with him tomorrow, which was Friday evening. Ebony also was going out with her boyfriend leaving Malik home alone his Friday. Taking a shower and shaving everything I relaxed a little bit before getting dressed for my dinner date. By the time I started getting ready Ebony was leaving. No sooner was she gone then Malik rushed back and threw open the bedroom door. He startled me because I wasn't paying attention having put on some makeup and about to grab my dress being only in my bra and a thong. "What time's your man gettin' here?" he asked. Looking at the clock I told him in about 30 minutes. "Good, that's enough time then" he said walking in. Coming over to me where I was beside the bed he grabbed my waist, picked me up, and tossed me up onto the sheets. I tried to tell him we didn't have time and made a move to get up but he didn't say anything, only wore that big horny grin I knew all too well as he pushed me back down again. Without wasting a moment he yanked my panties down and off, pushed my legs open, climbed between, and proceeded to go down on me. Slipping a finger in he began to lick and suck my clit and I soon forgot all about getting dressed. In under five minutes he made me orgasm but he didn't stop, making me cum two more times, one right after the other, causing me to scream and my body shake. As I was trying to catch my breath Malik stood up and undid his pants, quickly dropping them and his underwear letting his rock hard large black cock pop out. "You know I was just thinking. Isn't calling my husband for cheating on me names while you're having sex with me as I cheat on him hypocritical?" I said jokingly "Nah girl" Malik replied as he pulled me to the edge of the bed, lifting my legs up on his chest. "Why not?" I asked as he started lining his dick up to enter me. ' "Cause girl he was fuckin' some slut behind your back which is wrong. But you're fuckin' me so I'm all for you cheatin' on him!" Malik replied jokingly. "Shit girl, I also get off knowin' you married to dat white boy when I fuck you. More so when I make you scream like I just did 'cause I know you said he ain't never made you do that before and I know his dick ain't never felt as good as mine either" he said with a grin. Just as I felt his head start to enter, spreading me open, there was several loud knocks at the door. "Shit! Who the fuck is dat? Don't move" he ordered as he got dressed again and ran out of the room. I heard the door open and a male voice talking to Malik. It was John's voice! He was over 20 minutes early tonight. Jumping up I pulled my panties back on and rushed around trying to get dressed. "I'll let her know your here" I heard Malik say to John as he got to the bedroom door. Knocking on it softly to put on an act for my husband Malik told me John was here and I yelled back I would be ready in a minute. Putting on my green v-neck knee length dress which showed a good amount of cleavage, though that's not hard for me in almost anything I wear. Followed by my black knee high heeled boots. Saying goodbye to Malik I left with John. We actually had a good time together, having been quite some time since he has taken me out to dinner. After being gone for nearly two hours John dropped me back off at Ebony's apartment. When I walked in I was greeted by Malik who was sitting on the couch watching TV. Walking into the kitchen I set my purse on the table and placed the leftovers from dinner away in the refrigerator. No sooner had I turned around there he was standing there which startled me. "Have a good time girl?" Malik asked. I told him I had. "Good but you know you owe me one 'cause we never finished what we started" he said as he grabbed my waist and spun me around facing away from him then pulling me back until I was pressed against his front. "You looked so fuckin' sexy tonight girl" he whispered as he reached up cupping both my breasts in his large black hands kneading them over my dress. It was an instant reaction as my body became excited by his touch. Moving me around until I was facing the kitchen table he pushed down against my shoulder forcing me to bend over the edge until I was across the table propped up on my elbows. Malik than pulled the hem of my dress up until he was all bunched up on my lower back. Kicking my legs apart he slipping a couple of fingers under my panties rubbing and fingering my pussy. I was already getting wet and he only helped me get wetter until I was soak. Pulling his fingers from under my panties I instantly heard his pants drop to the floor. "Spread your legs wider girl" he ordered. I did as he said spreading them as wide as I could while in heels. Malik moved up against me as his fingers slid under my thong again only to pull it out and over to the side exposing my vagina to him. Something about the way we were doing this seemed to make it extra dirty and turned me on even more. Rubbing the head of his massive black cock up and down my pussy lips spreading them open as he lined it up and without warning a word pushed it into me. "Still so fuckin' tight" he groaned as he worked it in until he was pressed up against my ass fully inside of me. Grabbing my waist he started to slowly push in and out of me but quickly built up speed alternating between slow and gentle to hard and deep. I could only hold onto the table top as best I could moaning and screaming in pleasure. He had been fucking me like that for several minutes when I heard a familiar sound coming from my purse beside of me on the table. "Is dat your cell?" Malik asked as he stopped moving. "Yes, it is. It's my husband calling me. That's the ring tone I use for his number" I explained "Are you going to answer it?" he actually asked me. "Are you kidding me? No, I'm not going to answer it now!" I shot back "Man, dat's just rude" he said with a laugh. "Shit I guess I'll just have to pick it up then" he said as he let go of one of his hands from my waist and reached inside of my purse. "What? Wait ... don't!" I said as I made a move to get up but he pushed me back down with his other hand and held me there. Quickly finding my phone by luck, bad luck as I saw it, he grabbed it at the last ring. "Yo! ... Nah man you got the right number this is Malik, Ebony's brother" he said on the phone. I felt almost like I would die from shock as he talked to me husband at the same time his dick was buried inside of me. Malik let go of my back only to grab my waist again with his free hand as he started slowly pushing in and out of me once more; this time while on the phone with John. "Yeah I was just sittin' here when her cell started ringin' so I thought I'd get it for her ... Nah man your wife's busy right now ... Yeah she's in the bathroom takin' a shower or somethin' ... No problem man I'll let her know you called ... Yeah man it was nice meetin' you too ... peace out bro" he finally said before turning off the phone and tossing it back into my purse. Grabbing my waist with both hands he began to pick up the pace again. "I can't believe you did that" I told him "Why not? Dat shit was hot girl! Talkin' to your husband with my black dick up in his pretty white wife an dat tiny dick white boy had no fuckin' clue what I was doin' to you. Should've bent you over an fucked you right infront of his ass when he was here. Show him what you really needin' and it ain't what he's got. Make dat whie boy jealous dat I can please his wife better than he can an let him watch my black dick go all up in you. Shit I'm close to cummin' already because of dat" Malik said. He really began to pick up the pace fucking me hard and fast. I knew he wasn't lying about getting ready to blow which means him talking to John while having sex with me really did set him off big time as I could tell he was already getting close by his movements. "Shit dat's what I'm talkin' 'bout. Fuckin' wish your hubby would call again 'cause I wanna have him hear dat an listen to me cum deep up in your tight white cunt! Ah shit girl ... AAHHH!" he yelled out in a loud, long moan as he slammed himself all the way into me. Malik dug his fingers tightly into my waist holding me in place as if he didn't want me to get away. In an instant I felt it his hot black cum shooting as deep as he could get it into me until he was fully spent. Slowly releasing his hold of me as he let out a deep sigh of relief. "Yeah dat white boy should have been here to watch this" he said with a laugh. Once he was empty Malik slowly pulled his semi soft penis out of me until I felt completely empty except for the semen he left behind. From day one since starting to have sex with him I made sure to religiously take my birth control because I knew he wanted to have sex without condoms and that he wanted to cum in me. Not that I can say it was all for him since I enjoyed the feeling of him cumming in me too. The only times he didn't was during the few days I was on my period which I hated because we couldn't have intercourse. But it didn't stop us from having at least a form of sex as I continued to give him blowjobs for that short period. I loved having his massive dick in my mouth, his hand holding the back of my head, would get me so turned on. I only let him cum in my mouth a few times which was very new to me since I had never done that with John. Over the next month I continued to see John more often as things seemed to improve yet at the same time I also continued my almost daily sexual relationship with Malik. Eventually it was decided that I would move back home as we continued to work things out. John helped me get my stuff from Ebony's as I bid farewell to Malik and thanked them both for letting me stay. Malik gave me a hug and grabbed my ass with his hand "You know where I am girl, come visit" he whispered before I headed out. It was now a little over a month since I've been back home and it feels good again. The only thing that felt different was sex. For some reason it just didn't feel the same with John as it did before and he was still only wanting it a couple times a week leaving me feeling frustrated. I started masturbating everyday and found myself doing it while looking only at interracial porn. It turned me on so much now and wouldn't take long for me to orgasm. But of course it wasn't the same as the real thing but I figured I would just have to live with my husband's low sex drive. That was until one day after work I had just settled in when the door bell rang. Opening the front I was shocked to see Malik standing there smiling at me. "Yo, Ebony told me where you live 'cause you forgot these at our crib" he said handing me a few pieces of clothing. "Thanks! But why didn't she just bring it to work and give it to me there" I asked "She forgot so I said I'd bring it ova if she told me where to find you" he explained. Thanking him I took the items from his hand. "Ebony's tellin' me you're havin' problems again with your hubby in the bedroom. You know, I'm always here to help you with dat" Malik said reaching up rubbing my arm. I couldn't believe Ebony told her brother about my sexual frustrations. "Thank you Malik but I'm married and back with my husband" I said "I told you already girl I don't give a shit. Think it's fuckin' hot you married to a white boy and turned me on even more. He ain't here is he?" he asked. "No, he's out work for another few hours" I replied "Gives us more then enough time an I'd love to fuck you in the bed he sleeps in" Malik told me with an evil grin. I knew I couldn't do this, I was back together with John. Yet just the thought of it was already turning me on so much that I could feel an instant reaction between my legs. It had been four days now since I have had sex and I wanted it so bad. But I knew I couldn't do it and would have to turn Malik down no matter how badly I wanted to. I smiled as I explained we couldn't do it anymore since I was bad with together with John. Malik said he understood and lead in to give me a kiss on the cheek. I could feel my knees almost go weak as I tried to fight my extreme urges. "YES! ... FUCK ME! ... HARDER ... HARDER ... OH GOD YES!" I screamed as I was naked, on my back, in our bed, my fingers digging into his dark arms, and my legs wrapped around Malik's back as he rammed his massive black cock into me. This was exactly what I needed. The Separation "I missed fuckin' you girl. Your pussy still feels so fuckin' good an tight" he moaned as he thrust deep into me. "Tell me Marisa, do I feel better in you than your husband's little white dick?" "Yes ... yes you do! So much fucking better! Give it to me. Fuck me with your big black dick!" I ordered. Malik did just that like a piston in and out of me over and over again. It was giving me exactly what I needed and been wanting. After about eight or nine minutes of this his motions began to change and I knew exactly what was about to happen. "That's it, cum for me" I said staring up at him. "Ah shit, 'bout to bust my nut girl. Tell me dat you want me to cum in your married white cunt!" he ordered me. "Please cum in me. Cum in my married white pussy" I told him knowing that's exactly what he wanted to hear. At that moment he yelled out slamming his entire penis into me. His entire body went stiff as I tighten my legs around his back pulling him into me. Instantly I could feel him shooting his hot semen deep into my vagina. "That's it baby, shoot your hot black seed deep into my married white cunt" I said with a moan. It felt so good to feel him fill me like that again. I could feel all my sexual frustration disappear as my body felt it's needs were fulfilled. After Malik pulled out and we both got dressed again he headed out before John got home. "Same time tomorrow girl?" he asked on his way out. "Yes, please! But from now on we'll try to stick to your place most of the time so we don't get caught" I told him before closing the door. Sitting down I couldn't believe what I had just done at the same time I was looking forward to tomorrow afternoon when I got out of work. The Separation Jenny turned and ran down the short hallway to the bedroom laughing wildly. Billy fumbled with his billfold searching for the Trojan condom he had hidden beneath his driver's license. It had been there for a long time. Jenny was already pulling the covers down on the queen size bed as he walked into the bedroom. Billy stopped in the doorway and gazed around the room. Several family photos hung on the walls. The room was filled with antiques including a dresser, chests of drawers, and two night stands. Jenny sat on the edge of the iron bed. It had belonged to her great grandmother. As a little girl, she had slept in it with her grandmother. When she and Mike were dating, they had made love in this bed while her grandmother was in the hospital. Jenny motioned for Billy to join her. He quickly removed his baggy jeans. His cock bulged trying to break free from his Fruit of the Looms. The sight energized Jenny. "What's that in your hand?" "It's a rubber." Billy answered. "You've come prepared." Jenny giggled reaching out her hand. "How long have you been carrying this around?" "A long time." "I can tell." She chuckled as she removed the "lubricated" condom. "Billy, this thing is dried out." "I guess the wrapper got torn." "I guess so." She laughed before continuing, "Billy, have you been with a girl before?" "No." Billy answered truthfully. Her heart leaped with joy. "I don't think we'll need this Billy." She replied tossing the condom on the night stand. "But I thought we were going to..." "I'm on the pill." "Oh." He replied. Relief showed all over his face and Jenny fought hard not to laugh. "Come closer." She instructed. Jenny grabbed his waist band and tugged down. His cock sprang up in front of her causing her to breathe a sigh of relief. It was just like her husband's cock, about six inches long. The only difference was that her husband was thicker. She watched Billy's expression change as she slowly squeezed it. He leaned forward and then back. Jenny giggled before running her finger nails down the shaft stopping to scratch his balls. Billy moaned. For a kid without any hair on his chest, Billy more than made up for it in pubic hair. "Lay down beside me Billy." The bed squeaked as he crawled in next to Jenny. Resting on his back, his cock rose up just a little pointing in the direction of his belly button. She laid her head on his belly and squeezed his balls before slowly stroking his foreskin up and down. She giggled nervously as Billy lifted his hips up and down. "Does this feel good?" She cooed. "God yes." Billy moaned. Jenny leaned closer to taste his bulb shaped head. But his cock wasn't clean. No matter how horny she might be at this moment, there was no way she could stomach the dirty smell or take him in her mouth. She moved back and continued stroking. As his breathing increased she wrapped her hand around the bulb shaped head and starting turning her hand in a clockwise motion. It was a trick Mike had taught her when they were dating. "Just turn your hand like you're opening a jar," he had instructed. One thing was certain, he never lasted long after she started "opening the jar." "Oh Jenny." Billy moaned. "You like this?" "Yes...oh...yes!" Jenny massaged his balls while "opening the jar." "Jenny...I'm...going...to come." Jenny whispered, "Why is it that guys feel an obligation to announce their orgasms?" Billy jerked violently and then he erupted. "Oh Shit!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. "Jeezus!" His cum squirted up into the air and then dribbled over her hand. She kept stroking as cum oozed from his tiny little eye. By the time he finished, her fingers were soaked and the smell filled the air. She used his panties to wipe her hand. "Was that good Billy?" She asked crawling back into bed. "Yes it was but...." "But what darling," she asked wiping his cock and thighs. "I wanted to be inside you." Jenny ran her fingers over his stomach back down to his cock. "Well, I guess that depends on how quickly you can this thing back up again." "You mean it?" Jenny giggled and squeezed his shaft. "Why don't you go take a shower?" "Okay." "The bathroom is down the hallway. I'll be waiting for you." Jenny watched Billy walk down the hallway to the bathroom. She laughed at the site of his white butt and his balls hanging down between his legs. When the shower started she crawled out of bed and picked up Billy's pants and folded them neatly. She glanced out the window. It was starting to cloud up. Off in the distance she could hear the rumble of thunder. She opened the dresser drawer and pulled out a chemise. The sudden clap of thunder startled her. She laughed nervously as she pulled her panties off and then slipped the chemise over her head. She looked in the mirror while adjusting the spaghetti straps. "It's not too late to call this off," she whispered. When the shower stopped she glanced at the picture on the dresser. It was an 8 X 11 picture of Mike. It was taken during a happier time. Why she had brought that picture along was a mystery. She picked it up and stared at it for moment before laying it face down on the dresser. As she turned to walk back to the bed she stopped. "No, I want you to watch you bastard." She marched over to the dresser and sat the picture back up. Only this time she turned it so that Mike's photo was facing the bed. She picked up the bottle of perfume on the dresser and sprayed her neck and wrists. Billy strolled proudly into the bedroom wearing a towel around his waist. The room was getting darker as the storm clouds blotted out the sun. Jenny stood by the window watching the approaching storm. It was quite a site. Her sheer chemise barely covered her ass cheeks and she wasn't wearing any panties. "Jenny." She turned and gasped at the site of his hard cock bouncing freely underneath the towel. Billy stared at the small patch of pubic hair clearly visible beneath the sheer material. "Do you like it?" She asked twirling around. "You're beautiful Jenny." "Thank you." He joined her at the window and they both looked out as the first rain drops began to fall. "I love the smell of rain." "Here let me open the window." "I think it's stuck." Billy pulled on the window. It didn't budge. "I think you're right." Billy pounded the wooden frame and then grabbed the bottom of the window and pulled up. After years of being closed tight, the window finally broke free and opened. The sound and smell of rain filled the room. "Thank you Billy. I've been trying to open that all summer." "You're welcome." They stood quietly listening to the rain; neither seemed to be in any hurry to get into bed. Billy was nervous about disappointing Jenny and being awkward in bed. Jenny, meanwhile, was nervous about taking the next step. The rain hitting on the tin roof grew louder as the storm intensified. Lightning raced across the sky followed by the clap of thunder. Jenny turned and embraced Billy. "Jenny, I can't believe I'm holding you in my arms." Jenny giggled. "I keep thinking I'm going to wake up." "This isn't a dream." She answered. "Yes it is," Billy replied lowering his mouth to hers. They stumbled to the bed as Jenny pulled the towel from his waist. As she fell back onto the bed, Billy loomed up over her. He kissed her neck and then moved lower kissing her breasts through the thin material of her chemise. Jenny scooted higher in the bed as he continued kissing lower and lower. Billy slipped off the the bed and pulled Jenny's hips to the edge and spread her legs. The bed was low enough that while resting on his knees, his face was level with her pussy. He stared at her lips, not sure of what to do next. "Are you okay?" Jenny asked. "Yes, I just don't know what to do." Billy replied honestly. Jenny ran her hand down across her stomach to her pussy and parted her lips. "I'm a little dry Billy." "What does that mean?" "You need to get me excited down there." She replied running her finger between her lips and trailing upward across her clit. Billy took his finger and played with her lips. "Like this." "Yes, but its better if you do it with your tongue." Billy lowered his head between her legs and licked across her thighs. "Is this what you want?" The sensation of his tongue on her lips sent shock waves up and down her legs. "Billy do you remember the day I made peanut butter fudge and you licked the big wooden spoon?" "Yes." "Well," Jenny giggled nervously, "lick my lips down there just like you licked that wooden spoon." "Like this?" Billy sucked her lip into his mouth. "You're almost there." Jenny answered pushing his head lower, "flatten your tongue and lick all the way up to my little clit." Jenny replied pointing to her clitoris. Billy stuck out his tongue and licked up between her moist swollen lips. Each time he did this her lips seemed to be opening wider. Instead of tasting nasty like he had expected, she really didn't seem to have any taste at all. No wonder everyone likes eating pussy he thought. Jenny, meanwhile, rocked her legs back and forth against Billy's head while playing with his curly hair. "Oh God!" Jenny moaned. "Is this good?" Billy asked looking at Jenny's smiling face. "Yes. Please don't stop." Jenny moaned squeezing his hands tightly as the pleasure slowly began to build. "That's it. Right there...yes...yes...right there...oh God!" Jenny arched her back as the pleasure raced up and down her spine. "Shit...Shit...Shit." Jenny yelled. Billy looked up wide eyed. She was gripping his hands and squeezing with all her might. The sound she was making was intoxicating. He continued licking with all his might watching Jenny roll her head from side to side. "Oh my God don't stop!" Jenny screamed. Her body grew stiff and then convulsed as she climaxed. Jenny's screams were drowned out by the heavy down pour of rain on the tin roof. When she finished shaking, Billy whispered, "Was that good?" "God what do you think?" "I think you had a good climax." "I thought I was going to black out." "Not bad for first time," Billy laughed. "Get up here and fuck me." Jenny giggled nervously as Billy's hard cock bounced up and down as he crawled up on top of her. They both stared into each others eyes not saying a word. Jenny smiled at Billy's apparent nervousness. She scooted underneath Billy trying to help him get into position. In an instant his cock was poking against her thighs. They kissed passionately while Jenny wrapped her arms up over his back. Billy thrust forward grinding his cock into her thigh causing Jenny to cry out in pain. "I'm sorry." He moaned. "It's okay...let me help." Jenny spread her legs and took hold of his cock guiding it into her pussy. She rubbed it up and down between her lips and scooted her hips until Billy slipped inside. "Go slow at first." Jenny grunted. "Oh...it...feels...so...good...inside you Jenny." Billy moaned. Jenny's mouth opened wide. Billy sucked on Jenny's neck as he began thrusting wildly. "Damn it feels good." Billy moaned. "Do it!" Jenny commanded wrapping her arms around Billy's neck. He didn't need any more encouragement. He had no idea that it would feel this good. He thought about a movie he had watched that compared fucking to sticking your dick in a hot pie. In his opinion, that understated the incredible feelings of having his cock inside Jenny. She was better than pie. The iron bed squeaked rhythmically as they made love. "Oh Billy whatever you do please don't stop...you're going to make me...oh my God!" Billy looked on in panic convinced that he was hurting Jenny. "Am I hurting you?" "No!" Jenny replied her face still grimacing from the intense pleasure of her orgasm. "I just don't want to hurt you." Jenny pushed Billy over onto his back and straddled him. After pulling her chemise off, she leaned forward and kissed him gently. He opened his mouth as she rubbed her pussy against his cock. Then as she had done a thousand times with Mike, she reached down between her legs and guided Billy's cock up into her pussy. "Oh Jenny you feel so good." Billy moaned. Billy stared at her pussy rising and falling on his cock. It was mesmerizing. He reached up and squeezed Jenny's tits. She let out a moan but continued riding his cock. As the pleasure began to build she leaned forward clutching Billy's shoulders. Now it was Billy's face that was straining. She knew he was close. If only he could last a little bit longer. But it wasn't meant to be. Billy grabbed Jenny's ass and began thrusting up into her. Jenny stretched out on Billy allowing him to do the work. "Oh God here it comes." He shouted. Jenny ran her hands through his hair before French kissing Billy. "I'm shooting in your pussy." Billy groaned thrusting violently. "I'm shooting in your pussy." When Billy finished, they moved into a spoon position and cuddled while listening to the rain. Jenny looked across the room at the dresser and Mike's picture. She felt remorseful and sad at what she had done. "We can't ever do this again Billy." Billy breathed quietly not saying a word.