Charley stared at the piece of paper in his hand. It simply read "Shawna. 877-344-6589."

The folded note had resided in his nightstand for a week, but he had looked at it regularly. He had wanted to dial the number several times, but each time he started, he quit before the dial tone turned to a ringing. His hesitation was the result of second thoughts about pursuing his carnal thoughts.

Shawna's number stared back at him and the vision of her lying under him, her feet in the air and her huge breasts bouncing back and forth invaded his brain. He had met her by accident and in his attempts to help her twisted ankle, they had ended up making love on his living room couch. Shawna had insisted she was not bothered by his age, but Charley had a persistent fear that it was all a dream and she was only stringing him along.

Lord, she has some beautiful breasts. I couldn't believe how huge they were, and she encouraged me to suckle and fondle them. And she did insist that I call her anytime I felt like it. Fuck it. What's the worst thing that can happen?

His resolve strengthened for the moment; Charley pressed the numbers and let it ring.

"Hello!"

The familiar singsong voice jolted him out of his reverie. The image of Shawna lying underneath him, her tits bouncing to their rhythms, disappeared and was replaced by only her sweet face.

"Hi, Shawna. This is Charley Ames. Remember me?"

"Of course, Charley. How could I forget you? How have you been?"

"I'm fine. The question is...how are you? How's the ankle?"

"Oh, I'm fine. Thanks for asking, though. I've been thinking about you. I'd like to repay you for dinner. Would you be available this Friday? At my place...not as swanky as yours, but it's home to me. And I have a king-sized bed, by the way."

That was all Charley needed to hear. The image of Shawna underneath him with her legs straight up in the air invaded his brain and he felt a tingling in his groin.

"I'd love to have dinner with you," he added almost too excitedly. They discussed the details, and Friday couldn't come fast enough.

One of Charley's old friends was a physician a few years older. At a recent gathering, he had taken Charley aside, and with a wink, he mentioned that he was dating a middle-aged woman who loved sex.

"I didn't think I could keep up at first, but those little blue pills work wonders. Even the cheap knock-offs seem to keep me hard as long as necessary."

And as easy as that, Charley now possessed a dozen pills guaranteed to sustain an erection for hours. Ever the conservative when it came to new things, he thought he'd better do a trial run first, so he took one several days before his dinner date with Shawna.

And...voila. It worked.

An hour after taking the pill, Charley was blessed with a teenage woody and no place to use it. Necessity being a mother of sorts, he found a porn site on his computer, and in seconds he was stroking his cock to a meaty thickness. But more importantly, it was like a piece of steel. The website motivated him to a quick orgasm, but amazingly he was able to regain an erection soon after. In fact, he momentarily worried it might stay that way permanently.

Charley was both relieved and elated when his cock returned to normal status and did not stiffen with any passing thought of sex. Nevertheless, he was happy with the results that showed promise for the future.

Friday finally arrived, and Charley meticulously prepared himself for the dinner with Shawna. Per the mantra of an earlier age, he was shit, showered, and shaved. He dressed for the event in clothing that was stylish but also easy to remove...just in case. He purchased a couple of bottles of wine–one white and one red–and some chocolates for dessert. Finally, he made sure he had his little magic pill.

When he arrived at Shawna's, she greeted him warmly with a hug and a quick kiss. She was dressed in a tight-fitting black skirt and a stretchy nylon top that drew his eyes immediately to her huge breasts. It had a curved neckline that was low enough to give credibility to her cleavage. Her nipples seemed to be saying, "Remember us. I bet you'd like to see us again without the bra."

In no time, the Chardonnay was open and gone, and dinner was served along with the red wine. Both Shawna and Charley were feeling loose, and just before dinner, Charley swallowed the pill he had brought. Now, as they sat at the table and chatted, familiar urges started forming in his groin, and his cock was getting stiffer by the minute.

"Let's sit in the living room, Charley. It would be more comfortable."

Shawna sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to her.

'Take a load off, Charley. Sit next to me so I can look into those blue eyes of yours up close."

"Dinner was fantastic, Shawna. You're a good cook. Thanks."

"Thank you, Honey. But let's talk about the real reason I invited you over. To be perfectly honest, I'm horny as hell and the way you keep looking at my tits, I think you may be, too. So let's cut to the chase. Do you want to come with me into the bedroom and fuck the hell out of me, or should we sit here and make small talk? Hmmm?"

Shawna smiled and thrust her chest out, shaking and exaggerating her boobs. Charley wasted no time. He leaned over and kissed her quickly as if to say he was ready for whatever she had planned. They stood together, and Shawna smiled. She looked down and eyed Charley's groin where a noticeable growth formed.

"Oh, Charley. Is that for me? Honey, you are ready and willing, you devil. We need to take care of that. But first, follow me to the bedroom, and we'll get comfy on the bed.

Charley did as he was told, and in seconds they were sitting on the king-sized bed,

"Kiss me again, Sweetie. This time like you mean it. I've been thinking about you all week."

She leaned into him, and he embraced her and met her kiss. Shawna met no resistance when her tongue found Charley's, and soon they were prone on the bed and exploring each other with hands and tongues.

Charley's hands traced Shawna's curvaceous form, sliding over her hips, ass, and finally her huge breasts. He squeezed and fondled them for several minutes and worked his way on top of Shawna as they continued kissing passionately.

"What do you say we get comfortable? No need for all these clothes, is there?"

Charlie stood and unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. Shawna unbuckled his belt, then unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. She grabbed them by the legs and pulled them down, revealing a pair of black Tommy Hilfiger briefs.

Shawna gasped, and then her face lit up with a silky smile.

"Oh, Honey, this is like Christmas. Look at your package. All you need is a ribbon."

She squeezed the thick protuberance that gently curved upward in an attempt to escape from his waistband.

"Charley, what have you been eating, Sweetie? Whatever it is, don't stop. I don't remember your cock being quite this big and hard, but I like it. Let's get a closer look, hmmmm?"

She grabbed his briefs by the waistband and slid them down. The elastic caught momentarily on the fat knob of his cock and then popped off, causing his penis to flop down in front of Shawna's face. As she slid the briefs down to the floor with his pants, she reached out and lightly bit the plump knob at the end.

Charley looked like a store window mannequin. He stood there, frozen, his hands to his sides, and watched as Shawna reached up and pulled his cock-head to her mouth. She wrapped her lips around the crown and hollowed her cheeks as she slowly slid her lips off the spongy head. Eyeing him, and with a hint of a smile, she opened wide and put her lips almost all the way to his stomach before clamping down and sliding back until only the crown remained in her mouth. She repeated this several times before sitting back and smiling.

"I don't know what you've been eating, Honey, but I swear your cock is bigger than I remember it. And stiffer, too! Whatever you are doing, keep it up." She giggled. "And I mean that in every sense of the word. But first, I need to level the playing field."

She reached up with crossed arms and pulled her top over her head, exposing her huge breasts encased in a white support bra. Charley could see her dollar-sized nipples poking through the thin material.

"Do me a favor and unhook my bra, Sweetie. Lots of hooks, I know. These garments are expensive, but I need a good one to support my girls here. My boobs are heavy and need lots of support. Ah...there. Free at last."

Shawna slipped the shoulder straps off, revealing red marks from the weighty bra. She shook it free from her chest and tossed it onto a chair. Despite their weight, her breasts still rode high on her chest with little sag. They were like two plump balloons capped with brown nipples. Shawna pinched a nipple as a matter of habit.

"Go ahead, feel them. They've missed you."

Charley reached down and hefted a breast in each hand. His large mitts could not fully enclose them, and soft flesh spilled over the sides of his fingers. As he squeezed them, his cock showed approval by involuntarily bobbing up and down on its own.

Shawna stood and removed her skirt, but left her tiny panties in place. She lay back on the bed, her open arms beckoning Charley to join her.

"We'll save my panties for later. I don't want you to think I'm totally immodest. Okay, Honey. I think we're set. Lie here between my legs and let me feel that snake of yours rubbing against my pussy. Yes. Mmmm, you feel so good. Now kiss me like you mean it. I've missed you. And this!"

She reached down and squeezed his penis.

Charley followed orders without question. His brain was a fog of emotions and urges, but he focused on not cumming too quickly. Long dry spells with no sex tested his stamina, and he tried to think of anything to divert his attention from the fact that he was lying atop a sexy woman with his cock pressing against her engorged clitoris and her huge breasts pressing into his chest.

He stopped kissing Shawna's soft lips to nuzzle on her breasts. Taking a nipple in his mouth, he applied vacuum pressure to it and distended it as if trying to stretch it. Shawna reached up and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Yes, suck on my big tits, Honey. I love that. It sends a signal to my pussy, and I'm getting wetter by the minute."

They continued in this manner for several minutes, Shawna cooing and moaning as Charley feasted on her breasts and her lips. Her hands roamed over him, stroking and squeezing him. Their kisses were passionate, wildly erotic, and interrupted only to whisper naughty thoughts or to adore another part of their bodies.

"Honey, will you do me a favor? Hmmm? Will you slip my panties off now and then spread my legs and lick my pussy? If I remember correctly, you are very good at it, and I love my pussy eaten."

"I'd love to. I've been waiting for an invitation."

Charley slid down and removed Shawna's panties, exposing her trimmed dark bush and beautiful pussy. He placed his hands on her smooth thighs and gently spread them with her willing help. She slid a pillow under her lower back, raising her ass and cunt for better access. Charley placed two fingers on either side of her vagina and spread her labia. Her pussy opened up like a beautiful flower, and he dipped his tongue in the pink opening. Shawna was already moist with pleasure.

"Oh, yes, Honey. That's my lover. Dive right in and make me cum, Sweetie. Mmmm, yes. My big clit gets special attention. I love how you nibble on it like that. Oooh! And then you sink your tongue deep in me, you little devil. Do I taste like lavender? I used my favorite soaps for you, hoping this would happen."

Charley continued working on Shawna's pussy with his mouth while his hands caressed her thighs and slid up to her pussy so he could place a finger or two inside her. When he slid a finger into her ass, she jumped.

"Oh, Honey. You do know what I like, don't you, Mr. Naughty Old Man? I'm getting close, Sweetie. Don't stop. Please?"

Obedient to the max, Charley focused on the task at hand and slid his fingers in and out of Shawna's holes, building speed based on her reactions. Faster and faster he fucked her with his hand. His efforts made wet slurping sounds as she began bucking and moaning until finally she froze, rigid and every muscle in her thighs and cunt tightened. And then she screamed.

At first the words made no sense. But soon it was a mixture of profanity and religious references.

"Oh...my...fucking...God. Jesus, don't stop. Fuuccckkk. Yes, Baby. Right there. Oh fuck, you feel so fucking good."

Finally, Shawna gripped Charley's arms and begged him to stop. She pulled him up and kissed him, thanking him again and again. Then, as if remembering she had left the iron on, she quickly stopped and had a look of almost panic.

"Quick, Honey. Put your cock back in me and fuck me. God, I'm soaking. You won't have any trouble getting inside me. I need to feel your cock in me, now!"

And that's what he did. But he didn't need to do much because Shawna already had her hand on his cock and was sliding it up and down her slit before placing the head in her sweet spot and pulling him inside her. Instantly he was buried, his balls pressed against her groin. He held it there for a spell as Shawna gripped his ass tightly with both hands. She spread her legs as if doing the splits, and smiled.

"Okay, Sweetie. Time to fuck me like you mean it. Give me all of that old man cock. Slow at first and then pound the fucking shit out of me. You know how I like it. There, nice and easy at first. Steady rhythm. Mmmmm. You are such a good fucker. And you are so hard! Momma loves a good hard cock for a good hard fucking."

Charley focused on the job at hand, and as Shawna huskily whispered filthy instructions in his ear, he worked his cock in and out of her in long strokes, occasionally slipping out only to have her reach down and put him immediately back inside her warm cunt. Their sweating flesh added to the sounds of sex with wet, slurping sounds.

Soon they were both bucking in unison like two monkeys in heat as the headboard banged steadily against the wall. Charley was getting close.

"Go ahead and cum in me when you are ready, Charley. I want to feel your cum filling me. I can tell you are getting close. God, you are so big and hard. I love your cock, Honey."

Shawna began squeezing him with her cunt muscles, and the effect was immediate. Charley grunted and then buried himself and held it there. His cock jerked, and the first stream of cum shot out into Shawna's waiting receptacle. Her legs were now wrapped around him in an iron lock, and she moaned his name over and over.

Charley felt wave after wave of ejaculation shooting into her cunt until he was completely drained. Finally, they lay there, panting, totally exhausted. Neither one moved for several minutes until Charley realized he had to pee badly. He rolled over, and his flaccid cock slipped out of Shawna and lay against his thigh, a sticky and shiny snake. Immediately, a slow stream of cum and pussy juice followed and formed a puddle on the sheets.

Charley excused himself and ran to the bathroom. Shawna heard a loud, steady stream of pee going into the toilet.

When he returned, his rigid cock was once again sticking straight out from his body.

Shawna giggled. She opened her arms and spread her legs.

Charley knew exactly what to do.