Eternal Longing

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NOTE: The following story uses the concept of a flashback. So don’t be confused when it suddenly goes back in time.

PART ONE: THE PROLOGUE

“Do you still love me,” asks Vicky Swain, a beautiful and blonde woman of thirty-five years.

She sees the look of deception and defiance across her husband’s face as he hesitates to respond. She wants to hear the truth from his lips, but she’s positive that lies will pour out of his mouth.

“Always, dear. Always.” replies her husband, Thomas. He then proceeds to kiss her shortly on the mouth. The kiss was not one of passion, but rather, reluctance.

Thomas Swain departs from the prescence of his wife and goes into his office. Thomas is a high school science teacher, who specializes in chemistry and the human anatomy. He also engages in scientific research that the government pays him for, resulting in him being a very rich man. His reluctance to his wife didn’t just occur. His self-hate for his lovely wife came about three years ago when a tragedy struck this once-happy family. Three years ago, Thomas and Vicky’s son, Ronnie, was killed in a car crash. He was driving with his mother to the grocery store. On the way back, he crashed the car onto an oncoming mini-van. Both Ronnie and his mother were injured. Ronnie was dead on arrival, while Vicky survived, and lived on with the guilt of her son’s death for the rest of her days. Not only that, but her husband places the blame all on her. Thomas believes that Vicky could of somehow prevented the car accident from ocurring. But known only to her, it all came too fast. She feels guilty, and Thomas wants to divorce her. Three years hasn’t changed their relationship, so Thomas refuses to try anymore.

Vicky blames herself for everything that has happened. She has contemplated committing suicide, but she has backed out numerous times. She is extremely depressed, and hates the way her husband looks at her everyday. For three years, Vicky hasn’t had sex with her husband. Sexual passion has been omitted from their marriage. He wants to feel it once more, but doesn’t know how. Meanwhile, her husband, Thomas, has plans of his own for the marriage.

PART TWO: THE VISITOR

Vicky is in her garden, digging out weeds and retrieving the now-grown vegetables that she had planted. Her hands are in the ground when she notices her husband pull up in his Chevy truck. Thomas Swain exits the truck and goes into the house. He goes into the house with a young visitor, probably around eighteen years old. She gets up from the ground and heads back into the house to ask her husband why this kid is at her house. When Vicky approaches the young man, she is shocked to see what he looks like. He looks just like Ronnie, her dead son. She immediately looks at her husband, who soon introduces the kid to her.

“His name is Matt Stroble,” says Thomas. “He’s one of my chemistry students who needs some help with his homework. I had no more time at school, so he agreed to have a session here.”

Thomas looks at his wife, who obviously is disturbed by this Matt Stroble, who looks like her deceased son.

“I hope it’s not a problem, hun,” Thomas says to his wife. “We can always go somewhere else if it bothers you.”

“No,” reluctantly replies Vicky. “It’s not a problem.”

“Thanks Mrs. Swain for letting me study here.” says Matt.

Vicky looks at Matt as he talked to her. He sounds almost identical to her son. The way his eyes buckle. The way his lips glisten. And the posture he takes as he stands. This boy is just like her son. In all aspects. Vicky nods at Matt and her husband, and heads towards the swimming pool out on the outside deck. She changes into her bikini, which greatly shows her delicate and firm breast size. She puts on her black sunglasses and walks out onto the swimming pool deck, where she lays in her lounge chair, waiting for the burning sun to fall on her glowing skin. As she sits there, she promptly starts to daily routine. Her daily routine every since her husband has shunned her. She gets no sex from her husband, so she demonstrates it on herself. She fondles her own breasts, going underneath her bra and touching her hard nipples. As she’s doing this with one hand, she brings down her other hand into her panties, where puts her finger in her pussy, and starts pleasuring herself. She begins to finger herself. She rocks back and forth in her chair to prolong the intense sensation of giving herself an orgasm. Her breastplay makes her feel like a woman again, and her fingers inside her vagina show her what she’s been missing. She continuously feels her fingers inside her pussy, and eventually, speeds it up. She keeps thrusting and thrusting and a higher pace. She’s close to climax.

“Oooh, ooh. Ahhh. Ahhh.” Vicky screams in response to her self inflicted orgasm. She slowly stops fingering herself, and takes her fingers out of her panties. She gets up and jumps in the pool. She swims a few laps around the pool, showing off her athleticism. After going through her daily swim, she attempts şirinevler escort to get out of the pool by climbing the ladder that leads to the surface. As she begins to climb the ladder, her bikini top gets snagged on the piercing edge of one of the steps on the ladder. She tries to joust it free, but the bra is ripped from her body. Now topless, she tries to pull the top away from the ladder, which has clenched it. It takes a struggle, but she finally is able to get it out. However, she is unable to put it back on. It’s useless. She throws it over by her chair, and she attempts to climb out again. As she gets out, she sees young Matt Stroble looking at her from a distance. After she sees him, she quickly covers her bare breasts, and watches Matt scurry off in fright. Vicky walks over to her lounge chair and covers herself with a towel.

Vicky then proceeds to walk back into the house. Thomas abruptly walks up to her and says, “I have to run back to the school. I left some of my materials there. Is it okay if I leave Matt here with you?”

“It’s fine, but don’t be long,” replies Vicky. “He was watching me while I was in the pool. I was naked.”

Thomas angrily says, “Why were you walking the deck naked? Huh?”

“I didn’t plan on it. My top snagged on the ladder of the pool. And when I got out, I saw Matt staring me down. It was embarrassing.”

“He’s a good kid. I’ll be gone twenty minutes. If he gets out of control with his horny mind, which he probably won’t, keep him in check. Can you do that?”

“Yes I can.”

“Good.”

Thomas walks out the front door and gets into his car. He then drives away. Vicky walks towards the bathroom so that she can get changed into something else. She opens the door and sees a more disturbing sight than she has ever fell witness to. Matt is on the toilet seat, grabbing and throttling his own dick and getting himself off. And in one of his hands are panties, that Vicky soon recognizes to be hers. Matt is jacking off hard, like he’s never done it before. He looks and sees Vicky, and grows scared. In his frightened state, he immediately blows a load, and seeds of his cum fly all over the bathroom walls.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Swain.” frightenly says Matt.

Vicky shakes her head and says, “Are those my panties you’re jacking off to?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Give them to me.”

Matt walks over to her, dick still dangling, and hands her her panties.

“Good,” says Vicky. “Now pull your pants up and clean the shit off the walls. And then get out of my house.”

“OK.”

She walks into her bedroom and goes straight to the closet, where she picks out an outfit to wear. A black shirt, with a tan skirt. She looks beautiful. She goes into her living room and sits down on the couch, and opens a book to read. As she looks up, a blushing Matt looks down on her.

“I finished cleaning up, Mrs. Swain.”

“Good. Now go away.”

Matt starts to walk away slowly, but then he turns back and faces Vicky.

Matt says, “I just wanted to apologize. I usually don’t do that.”

“Don’t do what? Jack off in someone else’s home? Painting a stranger’s bathroom walls with your cum? Or stealing an older woman’s panties and sniffing them until he get a boner?”

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Swain.” says Matt.

“I’m going to tell you this before you hurt yourself, okay? Don’t treat your dick like that. Keep doing it like that and you’ll bruise it. Don’t do it much, do ya?”

“No, I don’t.” Matt slowly says.

“I could tell. You were beating it and beating it and nothing was happening. Then when you saw me, you unloaded. I’m going to help you because if you keep doing on what you’re doing, you’ll never please yourself or a woman.”

“What do you mean?”

“Here,” says Vicky as she puts down her book and stands up, approaching Matt. She quickly thrusts her hand on his crotch, which is covered by his pants. She gets on her knees and unzips his pants.

“What are you doing, Mrs. Swain?” asks Matt.

“Shut up. You got off on me. Now I’m going to get off on you.”

Vicky sticks her hand underneath the kid’s underwear and brings out Matt’s nine inch cock, which now has grown to full size. She grasps the erect dick with her hand and starts jacking him off. She thrusts his dick in her hand as he’s looking down at her in amazement.

“I don’t think we should be doing this, Mrs. Swain.” proclaims Matt.

“You wanna know what I think,” says Vicky. “I think that I should suck your cock. Don’t you think so?”

Vicky sees Matt’s hesitance to react. So she speaks again. “C’mon, Matt. You stroke your cock over my panties. Now you got me, and you’re going shy on me. Don’t you want me to suck your dick? Lick your cock? Blow you so good that you’ll want more?”

“Umm.” mumbles Matt.

“Don’t you want my pretty mouth on your virgin dick? You want me to suck you dry? Blow your seed all over my face and have me lick it off? Don’t you want to fuck me in the mouth, and then şişli escort cum in it? Have me swallow your sperm, you horny devil? Don’t you want me to give you deepthroat?”

“Umm.”

“Well, I don’t care what you want. I know what I want. And I want to suck your cock until you cum in my mouth, and then which, I’ll swallow everything. You like it?”

Vicky envelopes her mouth around Matt’s dick. She strokes his head with her sexy tongue. She hears Matt’s groans from above. “Ohhh. Ohhh.” Vicky is rapidly succeeding. She lifts his dick up and places her tongue on his balls where she intensely licks. She snowly moves her tongue up from his ball sack up the length of his dick, and then finally reaching the top of his dick, where she finally sticks it in her mouth.

She ferociously sucks on his cock, rushing it in and out of her mouth.

“Oh, that feels so good.” moans Matt.

Vicky frees his cock from her mouth and rocks it in her hand. She looks as seductive as hell as pre-cum drips from her mouth. She looks up and gives Matt a seductive stare with her blazing eyes. She drops his cock from her sweaty hands and rises. She looks at Matt in the eyes and says, “You know what I want now?”

Matt looks down at Vicky’s pussy, which is now covered by her tan skirt. Vicky catches Matt’s stare and says, “You got it, hot shot. I want you to fuck me hard. I want you to remember this day. You lost your virginity to a thirty-five year old blonde who you power fucked. Sounds good huh?”

“Yeah.”

Matt walks towards her with dick in his hand. Vicky quickly says, “You’re not fucking me here. If my husband were to come home, we wouldn’t be able to cover it up. So, you will fucking me in my bedroom. Let’s go.”

Matt pulls up his pants and follows Vicky to her bedroom. When he enters the room, Vicky is laying down on her bed. Her legs are spread, inviting his dick for a fuck. He brings out his cock and approaches her.

“Stick it in there baby. Fuck my pussy.” Vicky says.

Matt lifts up Vicky’s skirt, slides over her panties, and slides his hard dick into her pussy. He slowly drills her pussy with his dick, and by the look on her face, she’s not aroused.

“Fuck me harder, Matty. If I wanted a slow fuck, I could’ve fucked myself. Got me?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Matt starts going faster and faster. As his speed quickens, Vicky starts to moan. Her moans get louder and louder. She is aroused and she is liking it.

“You like that, you blonde bitch.” yells Matt.

“Oooh, you’re a dirty talker. I like that. C’mon. Don’t slow down, speed the fuck up. Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck ME!!! Oh. Oh, oh, oh. Ahhhhhh. Oooh, I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Oh, oh!!!!”

Matt starts impaling her harder and harder at every instant, until he finally hits her G-spot, and which she screams out in vivified sexual pleasure. Matt quickly snatches his cock out of her pussy and clenches it.

“I’m cumming. I can’t control it. Aaah.” Matt screams.

“Hold on,” Vicky says. She quickly gets up and rushes towards him. She gets on her knees and forces Matt’s dick into her mouth.

“It’s coming. Aaaah.”

Matt’s explosion of his cum erupts inside her mouth, but it’s too much for her to handle. She is able to swallow the incoming sperm, but most of it gets her face. A beautiful blonde woman with cum covering her face. What a delight. To Matt, she looks extremely sexy. Vicky gets up and bends her ass over the bed. She points her finger towards her ass.

“Wait a minute,” Matt shockingly says. “I thought we were finished.”

“Think again, Matty,” says Vicky. “You’re not off the hook yet.”

“What hook?”

“I wanted a great fuck, Matty. And you’re performing rather well, but you see, you haven’t done what I want you do yet.”

“What do you want me to do?”

Vicky points at her ass and says, “What do you think?”

“No, I’m not doing that.” He rushes for the door.

“You’re not going anywhere. I’m here for a fuck and you’re going to give it to me. I’ve sucked you hard and dry, plus I’ve let you fuck my pussy. Now it’s my turn to get something out of this pointless sex. I want you to fuck me in the ass. And I want you to do it hard.”

“I don’t think so, Vicky.”

“This works much better if you call me Mrs. Swain.”

Vicky gets up and takes off her shirt revealing her bra. “Take it off.” Vicky instructs.

Matt hesitates. Vicky grabs one of Matt’s hands and puts it in her pussy. “Aaah.” She places his other hand on her breasts.

“Now, take it off.”

Matt goes behind Vicky and attempts to take off the bra. He tries and he tries, but he is unable to release it. It takes minutes before Vicky tells how to take it off, and he does it. Her bra falls aimlessly to the ground. She faces Matt, with her voloptuous breasts. Matt stares at them in amazement. He puts his hands on them to touch them. He then puts his face into them, sucking on her lovely nipples.Vicky then removes Matt suadiye escort from her breasts. She goes over to the bed and bends over. “If you want more, fuck me in the ass.”

Matt wants more, and Vicky knows this. He walks over to her fine ass and slowly sticks his dick into it. He slowly moves in and out of her ass trying to do it faster, but to no avail. He still keeps fucking her in the ass. And finally, after minutes of waiting, he hears her moan. But her moans are more of pain than of pleasure. As he’s fucking her, he reaches over with his hands and grabs both of her breasts. As he’s fucking her from behind, her breasts bounce all over the place, making her look even more sexy. He then grasps her arms and folds them behind her back. He then proceeds to arch her back and fuck her at a more distinct angle, getting her off a lot easier. Then after a while, “Oh, you’re so good. You’re making me cum. It hurts so good. Ah, ah, ooh.” She flips back her hair in a sexy fashion. Matt then realizes that Vicky is in great shape for her age, because it seems like he’s fucking a college girl. She is so beautiful and sexy, he doesn’t want to stop. It feels so good, and she likes him.

“STOP.”

Matt’s aspirations stop abruptly as she said it. But he doesn’t stop it. He hears her, but doesn’t listen.

“I said stop. Stop fucking me, Matty.”

He then stops. He withdraws from her ass and looks at Vicky’s beautiful face. He thinks of how beautiful the wife of his grisly teacher is. She gets up from the bed and gets on her knees in front of Matt. She clenches his cold hard cock and presses it against her face until his sperm gushes out of it. It drips into her mouth, and some even rolls onto her body, onto her beautifully shaped breasts and onto her lovely shoulders. Then Vicky licks the remaining cum off of his dick.

“Ummm, delicious.” Vicky seductively says.

But what they don’t know is that her husband, Thomas, is watching very closely with a video camera in hand.

Sitting there, dick in hand, Vicky looks at the boy who looks just like her son, and then gets a gentle reminder of what was once.

FLASHBACK ONE: A REMINDER OF WHAT WAS ONCE

“Dad just called and said that he will be home late,” says Ronnie Swain. “Late staff meeting, I guess.”

“Oh,” replies Vicky, his mother. “That’s too bad. I’ve made my special casserole dinner. Too bad he’ll miss it.”

“Too bad for him, but not too bad for me.”

“At least there’s good to come out of it. So how are you and Jessica doing? Getting serious?”

“It don’t think so mom.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well, she’s kind of a frisky girl. She wants to have sex with me.”

Ronnie looks at his mother, who seems grieve-striken. “I don’t think you should tell me about your sex life, Ronnie.” says Vicky.

“I wouldn’t of brought it up, but I heard you and Dad going at it last night.”

“That’s what a married couples do. They have sex.”

“But you were loud. I heard it all.”

“What’s this all about, Ronnie?”

“I want to know what to do. What does Dad do in order to please you? Get what I’m saying?”

“Experience is what gets you better. Me and your father sucked the first time we had sex. So don’t beat yourself up about it.”

“I think Jessica’s the one. I don’t want to screw it up with her.”

Vicky looks at her son’s face, and wants to make him feel better. So she says, “Fine. I’ll help you, but it’ll only work one way. After dinner, come to my room. I’ll give you some pointers.”

“Thanks a bunch mom.” happily says Ronnie.

“You’re welcome.” Vicky answers.

——————————————————————————————-

It is after dinner and Ronnie Swain walks into his mother’s bedroom, but he doesn’t see her. But then he sees that the bathroom light is on, so she must be in there. Suddenly the light turns off, and his mother opens the door and walks into the room with a white robe on. She walks to her bed and sits down, beckoning her son to do the same.

Ronnie sits down and gazes at his beautiful mother, as he hopes to get her insight into what he should do.

“Touch me here,” Vicky says, as she points to her concealed chest.

Ronnie sits back, worried, wondering what his mother is trying to pull.

“Why do you want me to do that?”

“Just do it,” responds his mother.

Ronnie reaches his hand toward his mother’s chest, which is covered by the robe. As his hand gets closer to her chest, Vicky quickly disrobes, and Ronnie’s hand falls flat on her magnificent breasts. But, he quickly removes his hand after he realizes what she’s doing. He stares at his mother in admiration, and he chokes on his words.

“Um…, mom. What are you doing? I thought you would actually help me with my sex life, instead, you are trying to seduce me. I’m going to tell dad, you know?”

Ronnie rises from the bed and walks towards the door. He doesn’t look back. Vicky jumps up quickly and runs to her disappointed son. She takes his hand and turns him around. Her huge breasts are still hanging out amidst her robe.

“Son,” Vicky says to her son. “I am trying to help you, but for me, it is easier to show you, rather than tell you. You learn from experience. And I want to help you with that.”

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