3 comments/ 112527 views/ 1 favorites Too Long By: phoster_price Lost love had Billy thinking of the past, and questioning life. His memories turned to a childhood friend, a companion now lost, but once much like a brother. The years had lead Steve and he in different directions, until he had no idea where life had taken his best friend. Linda crawled from bed, more out of habit than need. The house was still and quiet. Only the ticking of the big grandfather clock made any sound at all. She had thought of selling it, as it was a painful reminder of a husband lost much too soon. Cancer had eaten to the bone before he finally passed. It was he that had given her the time piece as a present when they first bought their home. Now its endless clicks and bells were a constant reminder of happier times. By years of routine, she perked coffee and settled into a morning that was as lonely and slow as her life had become. Her children grown, they had only bits and pieces of their days to spend with her. Mostly it was just her, and she wasn't motivated to change it much. Even shaving had become an effort for the young man. Billy had to fight just to motivate his self through each day since his wife left. The razor felt almost painful to his skin, but everything had become painful. His body hurt, his soul ached, as depression wracked his body and mind. Too young to feel that way, the dark-headed man knew he had to pick himself up some way. Though he wasn't sure were to find Steve, he knew who would know where he was. His mother still lived by his parents. She would know. Cleaned up, looking a bit smarter than he had in some time, he drove to his old neighborhood. His worn car pulled into the empty drive, and he wasn't sure she would even be home. After driving all that way, it was worth a knock he figured. Climbing from the door, he made his way along the narrow walk. The flowers had overgrown it mostly. They always kept an obsessively neat yard, and it seemed quite strange. He remembered as a kid how perfect everything always seemed with them. Ringing the bell, he heard footsteps in the hall beyond the heavy wooden door. It opened, and Linda was standing there, still in her robe. He felt suddenly embarrassed that he had harassed her much too early. When Linda opened the door to find her son's friend, she felt suddenly elated to have any distraction from the loneliness. She beamed as she opened the door. "Billy, what a nice surprise," the middle-aged woman trilled. She looked a fine as always. Out of years of habit, she still cared for herself well. Part Native American Indian, she had ruddy, dark skin and jet black hair. Her dark eyes were bottomless and deep. Though some wrinkles had lined the corners of her eyes, and a few streaks of silver had appeared, she was always just so. More than once as a teen she had been the subject of his boyhood fantasies. "Hello Mrs. Clark," he said childishly from pure reflex. "I have been thinking of Steve recently, and I was wondering if I could trouble you for his number? I tried looking it up, but I guess it is unlisted." "Yeah, they've always had an unlisted number," she replied. "Why don't you come in?" He stepped back in time as he entered the hall that he had visited over and over with his best friend. The perfect living room that they were never allowed in remained the same down to the big clock that always chimed on time. Forbidden as a child, it was now open to him as an adult, as she led him to the sofa. "Well how have you been?" she asks. Billy didn't want to depress her with all his tragedy so he said he had been fine. He explained he was divorced, and had never had any children. Asking how she was, he was saddened to find out her husband had died. They spent hours talking of the past, of the present, and of whatever came up. Two lonely people found solstice in one another. The empty house filled with joy and light as they laughed and shared secretes of times gone by. It had been years for each of them, and the familiarity soon had Billy noticing the part in her robe that showed the soft skin over her breasts; a teasing glimpse of the fullness of womanhood at her chest. Though he fought against his mind and diverted his eyes, he couldn't help but see the smooth thighs that seemed to flow from the hen of the nightgown she wore. Her robe had slipped as she crossed her legs, revealing the view. Even though he was struggling to hide it, Linda couldn't help but feel his hungry eyes sneaking peeks at her more private skin. It had been years since anyone had looked at her that way. It was then she noticed he was suddenly uncomfortably crossing his legs. She was sure the crotch of his jeans was much fuller than before. Now a forbidden thought flashed through her mind, an image of them together. She fought it away, feeling ashamed for even daring to think such a thing. Forcing her mind off him, she tried to return to their conversation. "Would you like some coffee?" she asked. Saying he would, she went to the kitchen that was open to the formal room. He watched her walk away, her fleshy bum visible despite the gown and robe. Forty-plus years hadn't harmed her figure at all, he thought. Inside he scolded himself for having such thoughts about his friend's mom. As she returned, a fresh view of her frontal beauty. Outlines of large breasts union of her legs greeted his eyes, and told him of her suppressed, dormant sexuality. Once more he rebuked himself for his thoughts, and diverted his eyes to the floor. They ended up looking through old albums, photos of youth. As the two recalled fond memories over the bitter coffee, the instinctively moved closer and closer together on the couch, until they were shoulder to shoulder. They laughed and passed the time, until suddenly they realized how close they were nuzzled. Their eyes locked, and the room filled with tension. Billy dropped his eyes, ashamed to look into her warm face. Linda knew he wanted her, and she also knew he would never give in to such carnal thoughts of her. She was from a generation that wasn't so bold, a prim and proper world where women would never dare to reach out. As if such desires were beyond them, they always knew their place. Things had changed over the years. Now she worked, drove herself about, and took care of her home. It was a different time, and she was a different woman. She reached across, placing her long, thin fingers under his chin. Guiding it up, pulling his stare back into her eyes, she smiled at him. Slowly, carefully, she leaned and put her lips upon his. At first it was tense, uncomfortable, but the fires stirred deep inside them. Feelings long repressed surfaced, desires not vented in far too long flooded forth. Their lips pressed hard, as passion filled the kiss. Unsure arms wrapped one another, as the two gave in to forbidden lust. "Are you sure?" Billy asked. "No, but I know we're going to, so don't stop," she replied. He kissed her again, harder, deeper, more sure. His tongue lightly tested her lips. She opened, inviting it in, and returning with her own. Billy was kissing his best friends mom! French Kissing! With his left hand, the young man untied her belt, and guided her robe open. As he both thrilled and trembled with fear, he ran his palm of the slick, smooth satin gown. White with lace along the top of each breast, it has slender straps over each of her dark, womanly shoulders. He shook like a dried leaf holding on to a fall tree against a hard wind, as he dared touch her breast. Once only a dream, he now lived forbidden fantasies he once wrote off as unreasonable and wrong. As he felt her nipple respond, Billy was sure his heart would leap from his chest. Linda felt ashamed of herself. Every nerve in her body was screaming that this was wrong. Time and again she tried to stop herself, and each time she failed. Lonely, sad, she needed this as bad as he did. No matter how wrong it was, it didn't matter, not then, not there. She kissed back, pulling at him with her thin arms, begging him to take her with her still sexy body. Arching, she offered him a firm grasp of her neglected tit, as she exhaled with a long ragged breath. "Oh yes, that feels good," she hummed to assure the frightened youth. Now sure that they had crossed the threshold, all hope of ceasing behind them, she pulled away. Standing, she took his hand in hers, and led Billy to her guest bedroom. Billy knew it wasn't hers, but didn't question anything at that point. There were too many memories in her room. That was the room her and her husband made love. Linda couldn't make love to another in there. Thinking she should explain, she began, "I can't..." "No need to explain," Billy interrupted, placing a finger across her plump lips. "I lost a wife too. I know." Standing by the queen guest bed, she slipped her robe off. Now only the thin gown separated the two as they kissed once more. Body pressing body, arms pulling at each other's body, they embraced in a lover's embrace. Any fears now overwhelmed by need, they began to make love with all the pent up lust restrained in their neglected bodies. Their lips danced, the heat grew, Billy went from boy to man in her arms. One strap at a time, he slipped the gown free, as Linda let it fall away. Now she stood before him in only briefs, her succulent breasts dangling from her chest. Each had a mocha nipple that was swollen and attentive, as he unbuttoned his shirt. It joined the gown on the floor, as he took the lovely woman in his arms once more. Skin upon skin, they thrilled at the heat of each other, at the feeling of just anyone to hold. "Forget who I am from the past," she instructed. "Today I am a woman; your woman to love." When he embraced her this time, he ran his hands down her spine. He could feel her tense hard muscles, and the swale of her plump womanly rump. Grasping her cheeks, he lifted her tighter to his lips, and their tongues eagerly licked away. Their breaths grew shorter and shorter, as their bodies screamed `Take Me'. Over her ruddy cheek, and down her thin, veined neck his lips danced. Billy kissed his way to her breast, as his palm played with one, working it into a needy quiver. When the heat of his wet mouth covered the first leathery prick, she gasped out loud. Her hand cupped the back of his head, pulling his mouth against her skin. When he bit it lightly, she jerked violently with electricity as it ran through her spine and over all her limps. Even her toes tingled from the sharp sensation. Time was meaningless as he took his sweet, slow pace, driving her crazy. His palm now free to explore slipped over her stomach. Its rough surface rasped over her belly, causing her very navel to quiver, as it slipped to her furry mound. She bent her legs, and stepped one aside, allowing his fingers into her fiery joint. He could feel the soft fluffiness of her hair, and the moist heat emitting from her depths, and he worked his fingers back and forth along her length. Billie's manhood was swollen, painful. Every inch of his body needed more. As he worked his hand into her panties, he thought he would lose control. It was just the most incredible moment of his young life, a childhood fantasy come to life. As he worked a finger into her slit, and found her wet lips waiting, he shook all over and his knees felt weak. Using his other arm around her back, he turned them so the bed was behind her. As he stood he guided Linda to her back, and sunk to his knees beside the tall bed. Smiling from her knees, she felt a tug at her briefs. Linda arched her back, and felt her panties pull away. A palm on each knee guided her legs apart, and then one behind each thigh guided them into the air. She felt herself open to him, and then watched his face slowly move closer. Billy's nose filled with her musky aroma, as he inhaled her scent. Pungent, womanly, it filled him with fire. He longed to taste her, to savor that first lick. Slipping his tongue out, he drew it up her long furrow. Wet folds of skin engulfed the tip, coating it with slippery juices. Tangy and salty, he could feel the edges of his tongue tingle, as he flicked across her swollen pearl. Linda's whole body shivered, as he drew it back and took a taste. "Mmm.." he hissed, "you taste wonderful." With that he returned, slowly, tenderly eating her pussy. She swayed, her mind becoming dizzy and lost in feelings long past due. The room seemed to swim around her, and she couldn't feel the mattress. It was almost as if she were floating in air, as she enjoyed his attentive tongue. It began with a simple twitch, deep inside her bowels. Then another; growing, joining together in kind of a fluttering jiggle. With a jerk, the first throbbing, pound pulse went through her. Almost as if hit, she bounced into the air, as a loud gasp escaped her throat. Like waves pounding the shore, Linda felt her body release. She rolled her hips, and shook to the core as she came for him. On and on it rolled and danced, lasting for minutes it seemed. She couldn't breath, only pant. It almost hurt it was so strong. Oh how she needed it so. As it slowly passed and her mind cleared, she saw him rise. She watched as Billy unfastened his jeans, and slowly lowered them to the floor. The outline of his youthful member stood bulging against his shorts, which he quickly removed as well. As he moved to her, she found herself smiling, waiting and hoping. Pressure at her lips, and then the expansion as she was filled. Stretching skin, slick wetness, his prick plunged deep into her body. He began fucking her, pounding her with a need as sharp as her own. Each blow sent waves up her skin, as she arched her neck and groaned. Billy looked down on her, still not quite believing it was real. Surely this was some dream and he would soon awake to a wet mess. It wasn't a dream, as he watched her dance with each attentive thrust. He felt her warmth around him, as he fucked Linda deep and hard. "Are you safe?" he managed to choke out. "No, so be careful," was all she replied. Unplanned, no condoms at hand, he would have to pull out. For several minutes he pounded her wetness, and suddenly felt the familiar burn of pending release. He quickly pulled it out, and wrapped his maleness with a hand. With a few jerks, he made it release, sending a stream of milky seed up her body. On and on he spray, coating her stomach with cum, until it slowly died away. Right or wrong, the two had made love. It was from then on a secret they shared. No, it wasn't the end and certainly not the only time he would visit. It was a beginning, an outlet that could lead nowhere, but meant the world at the moment. Nowhere to be, no family at home, they spent the rest of the day together, showering, cooking, talking and making love many times. Too Long Apart It had been three months although it had felt like 3 years. Beth lived six hours away. She may as well have been on the moon, no more often than Alan had been able to visit with her. He was finally able to get a couple days off in a row and was on his way to her. It was getting dark and Beth would likely be asleep when he finally got there. That's ok she liked how he woke her anyway. In the seat beside him was a single rose. As lovely as that flower was it could never approach how beautiful his Beth was. And would always be. He pulled into the parking area of her apartment complex, grabbed the rose and headed to her door. There was always an increase in his heart rate, and now was no different. He reached her door and took the spare key from under the mat. With a quick thank you to the heavens for aligning in such a way he unlocked the door and entered her apartment. She wasn't in the living room, so he quietly slipped his shoes off, laid his jacket on a chair and tiptoed to her bedroom. There in the moonlight laid the most beautiful woman he had ever known. She was covered in just a sheet and one lovely leg stuck out from under it. He took the rose and gently glided it up the bare leg. She shifted...was she waking already? No. But the sheet had fallen away. She was naked beneath it. He replaced the gentle touch of the rose with feather light kisses. From her knees, up her inner thighs he made a trail to where his lips and tongue wanted to be. As he kissed his way to her vulva she gently awoke. She stayed motionless, breathlessly awaiting his kiss to her hottest, most tender area. Finally his tongue found it's target. It rested gently on her swelling clit. Slowly he moved his tongue in small circles around it. Then his tongue slid down and teased her labia. Then back up to her clit. As he again teased it, he gently slid one finger between her labia. He pressed down harder with his tongue, pressing her clit against her pelvic bone, all the while his finger slid in and out of her dampening vagina. As he did this a second finger made its way to her opening. It was getting wet with her juices. After it was sufficiently lubricated, he placed the tip of it against her anus. With a hitch of breath and a raising of her hips, the second finger found its way home. He took her clit between his lips and began sucking on it, like he would later on her nipples. While his fingers continued moving in and out of her, he took her clit between his teeth and gently started nibbling on it, while the tip of his tongue teased the tip of it. As her orgasm approached he took his attention away from her clit. He wanted to taste her when she came. There was no bigger intoxicant than Beth's juices. The finger that was sliding between her labia joined its friend in her anus. And his tongue slid all the way inside her. tasting her juices. He moved his tongue in and out of her, his nose tapping her clit as he drove his tongue deeper. She awarded his effort by cumming on his tongue. He allowed some of the juices to run onto her thighs. Only to lick her thighs clean. She rolled him on his back and undressed him. Then she placed her vaginal opening onto the head of his hard cock. With one downward thrust she impaled herself on it. As they established their rhythm, he craned his head and took her nipples between his lips. His hand ran up and down her back. Her hands fell to his chest. When she felt his orgasm getting closer, she slid off his cock and got on her hands and knees. He got behind her and slid his cock back in from behind. As they again caught the rhythm, he slid one saliva soaked finger into her anus. He massaged his cock through the thin membrane between her two hot holes. She gripped his shaft with her strong muscles. His lack of recent lovemaking combined with her powerful muscles was making it close to impossible to hold back his orgasm. He grabbed her hips and drove his cock into her as hard and fast as he could. They came together in a chorus of moans and a flood of body fluid. He couldn't remember ever having came that hard in his life. She felt each jet of his semen splash inside her. They collapsed on her bed. Kissed for the first time and told each other "I Love You." With a day and a half ahead of them, there would surely be more lovemaking... Too Long Apart, One Last Time Alan and Beth were enjoying their reunion. All the things they liked to do with each other, they had done...some of them more than once. Alan had to return home in the morning and again they would have to wait to be together. Alan knew their last night would have to be the topper to a great visit. There were things they had discussed doing either on the phone or while they've been together this short period. Things that always seemed to make Beth as hot as all hell. Alan wanted to give her some of those things. Or at least one. It was early evening and they were going out for a dinner out. Beth told Alan to pick her outfit. He set out a black skirt, button down blouse, black thigh highs and heels. And a scoop cup bra that accentuated her full breasts. He heard the shower start and quickly joined her in it. He got a handful of shampoo and began to wash her hair. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back toward him. After rinsing her hair he got the scrubbie and started washing her body. He rolled her nipples with his fingers wrapped in the mesh of the scrubbie. He washed his way down her belly until he found her clit. He pinched it between his fingers, letting the mesh gently grate on her pleasure button. She was reaching her climax, so he turned her around and dropped to one knee, sliding his tongue deeply between her labia. That drove her over the edge and she grabbed his hair and ground her hips into his mouth, taking his tongue as deep as it would go. She then took the shampoo, and with Alan still on one knee, started washing his hair. She then guided him to his feet and started washing his body. She saved his cock for last, paying slow and loving attention to it. After washing and rinsing it, she bent down and took it in her mouth. She ran her tongue all over the head of his stiffened cock, then took the whole thing in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, squeezing his balls in her hand. With the other she ran a finger between his buttocks. She found his anus and slowly slid a finger in it. That was all it took. He began to pump his hips as his cock spewed his seed into her hungry mouth. She swallowed it all and stood. He told her he had one more little thing he wanted to do with her in the shower. He soaped up her pubic mound and grabbed a razor. Back on his knees he told her to spread her legs. He started shaving the hair around her labia. When she was completely shaved clean he rinsed her off and kissed all over the area he just shaved. When the tip of his tongue teased her clit she shivered. They got out of the shower and began to get dressed. She loved the clothes he had laid out for her, and made a big deal of slowly getting dressed. She gave him a wink at the lack of undies and loved the cool air on her freshly shaved twat. They left her apartment and went to the restaurant. Alan actually behaved himself and didn't try to make her any hotter than she already was. They got to the restaurant and were led to their table. The waiter asked them for their drink order and left. When he returned with their drinks Alan had pulled the hem of her skirt up just enough that the waiter could see the tops of her stockings. They saw the flush rise from the collar of his starched shirt and color his face. After stuttering through their food order taking he left in a hurry. They grinned and giggled at each other as they sipped their champagne. When the waiter returned with their food he had visibly regained his composure. It left quickly when, while handing Beth her food he noticed two buttons undone. Most of her breasts were exposed. And Alan had raised her hem a little farther. The waiter could see her labia. Beth looked at the erection that had popped up in the waiters pants. Alan looked the waiter in the eye and tipped him a wink. When they were finished eating, the waiter came back to offer them dessert. Alan winked at the waiter and told him that he already had the dessert he wanted. The waiter walked away and Alan took Beth's hand and led her to the restroom. Like most fancy restaurants the restroom was quite comfortable. There was a sofa in there and Alan led Beth to it. He laid her down on it and started kissing her all over. He unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and freed her lovely breasts from the bra. He kissed them all over. When he finally made his way to her nipples he was very attentive to them. Kissing and licking and sucking her nipples. He took one then the other gently between his teeth. Alan kissed the rest of the way down her belly. When he reached her clit she gasped...but that wasn't the only sound Alan heard. He heard the waiter, who had come to give them the bill for their dinner. He watched as Alan made love to Beth. The waiter was stroking his erection through his pants. Beth looked up at the waiter and smiled. Just then Alan's tongue found its mark again, sliding deep between her labia. Beth undid Alan's pants and slid them down his thighs. She spread her legs, giving both men a spectacular view of her shaved pussy. Alan placed the head of his cock against the opening of her pussy, and slid it just inside. The strong muscles inside her did the rest. They worked to pull all of his hard cock into her. They started moving together, slowly at first, then faster. He started driving his cock deep into her hot wet pussy. The waiter was now visibly stroking his cock watching Alan and Beth go at it. He had freed it from his pants and was timing his strokes to those of the two lovers. Alan was pistoning into her harder and faster then ever, knowing they were being watched. She was raising her hips to him taking his cock as deep as it could go. She held her breasts up to him so he could suck her nipples while he drove his cock into her. She could feel her orgasm start. She gripped his cock harder with the muscles in her talented pussy. She softly called his name as she began to cum. He moaned as he began shooting hot jets of semen into her. They both heard the moans of the waiter as he came into some paper towel he'd collected from the basin. That made their orgasms that much more intense. They left the restaurant...leaving the exact amount of money for their dinners on the table. They figured they'd already given the waiter enough of a tip... Too Long Apart: The Next Morning Beth awoke the next morning with Alan's arms wrapped around her. She wiggled loose and took care of her morning routine. When she returned to the bedroom, Alan was on his back. She placed her knees on either side of his head, lowering her pussy to his lips. Instinctively, Alan's tongue started moving inside her. She rocked her hips back and forth. His hands reached up and grabbed her buttocks, spreading them as far apart as possible. He took his tongue and slid it up and down the crevice between them, until the tip of it found her anus. Slowly, excruciatingly, he slid his tongue deeper inside her anus. She reached down and fondled her clit. She started riding his tongue faster. Between the sensations of his tongue in her anus and her fingers on her clit, she came quickly, drenching his chin with her sweet juices. She rolled off and he rose from the bed. She heard the door shut and wondered what other surprises he had for her. He came back in holding a paper sack. "Whatcha got there," Beth asked "A little surprise!" he answered Beth laid back on the bed, anticipating what he had in store for her. He reached into the bag, and pulled out a plastic box. The box contained strawberries. Big plump strawberries. He took one out and fed it to her. He ate one himself. As she ate her berry she felt his finger on her pussy. Teasing her clit, the tip sliding slightly between her labia. Suddenly she felt something new. The rough texture of a strawberry was teasing her labia and clit. Slowly, tauntingly it slid between her labia. He told her to hold it there. With her strong muscles that posed no problem. She held the berry tight inside her, as he began kissing up and down her body. He paid particular attention to her nipples. He sucked on them hungrily. At times gently nibbling on them. His hands massaged her breasts as he sucked. He rolled her on her belly. He kissed his way up and down her back. He teased her anus with his finger tip. He kissed the juices from the inside of her thighs. She rolled back over and he plucked the berry from between her labia. It was drenched in her sweet juices. He bit off some and fed her some so she could see how she tasted. He positioned himself between her thighs and entered her. He held his cock in place for a moment, savoring the heat and moisture. Then he started moving inside her. Slowly at first, then faster. More and more urgently they moved together. She held her breasts up to him so he could suck the nipples. The sensations were quickly too much for him to control his reactions. She gripped his cock with the strong muscles in her pussy. He drove his cock in as hard as he could. Her breath caught as her orgasm began. She flexed the muscles and he started shooting hot jets of semen inside her. He kissed her sweat soaked face and told her how beautiful she was. Beth was already planning the rest of their time together. Too Long Apart, The Reunion Continues Beth had in her mind how she wanted the rest of their reunion to go. She had thoughts of candlelit dinners and cuddling on the couch. Watching movies or listening to music. Knowing that Alan was romantic and would make use of the closeness. After a shared shower, where they danced as he sang to her, he kissed the drops of water from her lovely body. She wanted to prolong the feelings running through her body...so she got dressed and went to get the ingredients for a spectacular and romantic dinner. As she walked through the grocery her mind went back to the morning, especially the shower. His hands and fingers knew instinctively where and how to touch her. It was like the man was born to make love to her. She wondered if he also knew what her deepest desire was. When she got home from the store, he wasn't sitting on the couch. She placed the groceries on the table and tip toed to the bedroom, thinking he was napping. Before she could notice he wasn't on the bed, a blindfold was placed over her eyes. Hands were touching her, undressing her. When she was naked she felt hands on her shoulders. Bending her forward. She felt her legs being spread. Now there were kisses on her back...down her spine. She felt his erection against her ass. His thumb found her clit. He was moving it back and forth, pressing it against her pelvic bone. One of his fingers slid between her labia, gauging her wetness. The finger replaced his thumb and she felt the head of his cock against her lips...she pushed back against him and he was inside her. She moved his hand away and started manipulating her clit. He placed his hands on her hips, pulling her to him as he thrust forward. She began to moan and tighten the muscles inside her at the same time. That forced him to drive his cock in harder. She was about to cum, so he alternated his thrusts...fast and shallow followed by slower and deeper. When she reached her orgasm, soaking his cock in her juices, he slowly pulled out of her. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down the crack of her ass. She reached down and pulled the cheeks of her ass apart. The head of his cock found its new target. Slowly it slithered its way into her anus. His hands roamed up her back. When they reached her shoulders he pulled her toward him, driving his cock deep into her ass. She gasped at the feel of his cock there. She began moving toward him taking his cock deeper into her ass. She reached down and fondled her clit and his balls at the same time. He had already been close to coming before, and the grip of the muscles in her ass and the touch of her fingers on his scrotum had him nearing the brink again. As he heard her moans get louder, and her breathing more ragged, he started pounding harder. They came together and collapsed on the bed... As they regained their composure and their breathing was almost back to normal, she asked him what made him do that. As he slid the blindfold off, he looked into her eyes and told her that something inside him told him to do this...he was just following her signals. Knowing now that her plans may or may not be followed exactly made Beth wish they'd have longer together...and made her wonder what other surprises he might still have in store...and what other signals she's been sending. Too Long Without Zack got up hearing that hellish alarm clock blaring in his head. He could feel his wife roll over to turn it off and then go back to sleep. Zack sits up feeling his normal morning hard-on. He feels a little down looking down at the 9 inches he had. He sighed thinking it was such a waste. He looked over at his sleeping wife knowing they still had two weeks before they could start having sex. Damn doctors, Zack told himself. He walked to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet and starts jacking off. Lately it's all he gets. He closes his eyes letting his mind wander. Instead of thinking of his wife though, who isn't bad looking being 5'2 and extremely large breast with wonderful nipples. She was a little chunky but Zack didn't care. She had long black hair and green hazel eyes. If only she'd suck his cock or a hand job once in awhile. But no, he was reduced to jacking off and instead of thinking about his wife he was thinking of his new friend Gloria. She was beautiful. She had a nice cute face a small tight frame with a wonderful ass. She had brown curly hair that draped down to her shoulders. And to top off her physic she had a nice C cup to go with her small frame. Zack was thinking of her naked. Imagining her naked below him as he fills her hole thrusting into her. Just as he was getting to the good part his cock exploded shooting his cum into the bathtub. He continued to stroke himself shooting more and more of his load into the tub. He turned on the water washing it away and then climbed in to take a shower. He was still smiling at his thoughts on Gloria. Zack wasn't bad looking either. Being only 21 his body was still in good condition with great stamina. He had a few love handles sure but he had muscled too. He had short brown hair and a brown goatee. He wore glasses to help his hazel eyes see ten feet in front of him. He stood a simple 5'11 and was very proud of his 9in cock. He looked at his phone seeing the time he dried off and got dressed. He was out the door in 5 min. On his way to college he texted Gloria, "Hey, you at school?" A few min later he got a message back. "Yup and bored. You on the way?" He texted back, "Yea. Be there in 5." He slipped his phone into his pocket as he drove the rest of the way his mind wandering back to his fantasy of her and him fucking. He always got to school a half hour early to hang out with Gloria since she had an earlier class. They both had class at the same time sadly no classes together though. He found Gloria sitting right outside the bookstore as usual. Zack sat down in one of the chairs dropping his bag beside him. "What's up?" Gloria looked up smiling at him, "Nothing much. My boyfriend and I are going on a sex strike. To see who can break first." She lets out a small annoyed moan, "It's been a whole week. And I admit I love sex. I'm like a rabbit. I'm used to fucking ten times a week." Zack laughed at her. "I know how you feel I've been without for three whole months." Gloria's mouth fell open and she shook her head. "Oh god no. I'd give in or if I didn't wanna lose bad enough I'd fuck someone else to satisfy me." Zack was caught off guard by this statement his dick twitching a bit in his pants. "Well you know I'm always free for a good fuck." Zack smiled at her joking not sure why he said it but he couldn't stop himself. Gloria looks at him and starts laughing. "I'm sorry Zack but my boyfriend has a good 7 in cock. So unless you're big too you couldn't handle me." She laughed a little more patting his cheek. Zack quirked an eyebrow and he knew he shouldn't say anything but his pride had gotten the better of him. His next statement changed everything. "7in? Well I feel for your boyfriend because I've got a full 9in cock." He says smiling proudly. Gloria looked at Zack but could tell he wasn't kidding. Her eyes fell to his crotch as if trying to see if it was true. She bit her lip thinking for a moment. Finally she looks back up at him, "You're lying your not any 9 inches." Zack replied back, "Oh yea I am. I measured it myself I've had a lot of time being hard lately." Gloria shook her head. "Fine then, prove it." Gloria's eyes looked at Zack's daringly. Zack was beyond reason at this point determined to prove he had a large dick. He looked around and at the clock. "When and where?" Gloria's eyes widened a bit from the surprised statement. She licked her lips a bit and could feel herself grow a little moist as she rubbed her legs together. She looked at the clock to check the time. "Well, let's just go to a bathroom right now and we'll see." Zack stood up and grabbed her hand. He walked over to the bathroom and looking around to make sure no one was looking pulled her into it. He took her to the largest stall and without hesitation he pulled his pants down showing his semi-hard dick. Gloria stared at it and she could feel her pussy ache as she stared. She could tell it wasn't as big as her boyfriend's and she was actually relieved. She figured she'd have to give in now because she was so horny she was gonna fuck her boyfriend soon. "See, it's not 9 inches." Zack shook his head, "I'm just not full hard yet." Gloria looked back at the dick and could tell that it was probably true it was about the same as her boyfriend by this time and was still growing! She reached forward and gripped it and started stroking it. To her amazement it did in fact grow larger much larger than her boyfriend's. Zack let out a small moan out of instinct of having someone else touch his dick. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back. Suddenly he felt something and he looked back to see Gloria now on her knee's with his cock in her mouth. Zack placed his hand on the back of her head as he started to thrust in and out of her talented mouth. Gloria continued to bob her head back and forth bringing the cock into her mouth and to the back of her throat. She let out a hungry moan as she sucked long and hard on the head. Her tongue working at the tip of it and teasing the hole, she wanted him to cum. She wanted that cum in her mouth so badly. She wanted to taste his cum. Zack started moaning deeper and breathing heavier. He could feel himself getting closer and closer. Finally he gave one more good thrust into her mouth as his cock exploded sending his cum down her throat. Gloria gulped the cum down swallowing it eagerly continuing to suck on the tip drinking it down like a straw until it finally stopped. She leaned back and wiped her mouth of some stray cum licking it from her finger. She stands up slowly realizing what this could do to her but somehow not caring that much. Zack pulled his pants up slowly not knowing what to say or do. They stood in silence until Gloria finally spoke. "Alright, I'm just gonna say it...I..wanna fuck you. Really badly. I'd say...only once but...I know that I wanna keep doing it." Gloria finally finishes and looks down at her feet. Zack kept thinking this is wrong...I'm married. But deep down he wanted it. Zack licked his lips and finally said, "Wanna go to your house?" It must have been only 5 min later they were in Gloria's bedroom both already stripped down. Zack was staring at her body thinking about his fantasies with her and how they weren't even close to accurate. She was much sexier than he thought. They met on the bed kissing and rubbing their bodies together. Zack's hands rubbed over her breast teasing her nipples as they became nice hard peaks. His lips kissed and bit at her neck several times as she exposed her neck to him moaning. He slowly kissed down from her neck over her chest and finally up her breast finding one of the nipples as he then sucks it into his mouth. Gloria arched her back moaning wrapping her legs around Zack's waist. Zack aims his cock and shoves deep into Gloria's hot slick pussy. She let out a gasp of pleasure as Zack thrusted into her. Zack was now inside and it felt great. He started to thrust and pound into her. He was being rough knowing he couldn't do that with his wife. Gloria was in heaven she loved having such a large cock inside of her and she was moaning loudly and meeting each of his thrust with one of her own. Zack could feel himself getting close as he continued to thrust into her. He picks her up bringing her closer and pushing himself in deeper. Gloria arched her back and tilted her head back. Her body was on fire as her body shuddered. "Oh fuck yea! I'm gonna CUM! FUUUCCCKKK!" Gloria screamed in pleasure as she reached the biggest orgasm she ever felt. Zack was surprised but loved how loud she got as his cock exploded inside her pussy. Finally the two collapsed on the bed breathing heavily and covered in sweat. Gloria was the first to speak, "Holy fuck that was amazing." Her naked chest rising and falling as she lays there, Zack nodded his head agreeing but couldn't find the words himself. Gloria sits up and pats his leg. "I'm going to get something to eat and drink. You want anything?" Zack shook his head smiling at her. Gloria stood up and he could hear her walk into the kitchen. "Are you sure you don't want anything? After I eat I plan to fuck you again if you're up for it." Zack smiled hearing this, his cock starting to grow hard already. "Alright I guess I could use a bite to replenish my energy." Zack waited as she he smelled something good being cooked. He knew that that things was never going to be the same again. Things were going to be better.