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the pinkest pussy; Glenda's was every bit as pink and it was framed by a small bush of hair every bit as blonde, almost white, as the hair on her head.

Her mouth had made my cock hard. As I undressed, it stayed hard. Looking at her, made it harder. ‘Join me, Ned."

I did. Of course, I did. "Glenda, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

"Why thank you, Ned. But do you know what a woman like me wants to hear?"

"What?"

"Glenda, your pussy looks good enough to eat."

I kissed my way down between her legs. To my disappointment, I didn't spend much time on those fabulous tits. Kneeling between her legs, "Glenda, you have the most beautiful pussy." And it was. Her labia were bare, with that blonder than blonde hair just covering her pubic bone. "It looks good enough to eat."

Over the next hour, I used everything that Quinn taught me, and everything I'd practiced on Betty Baker's pussy. "OH NED, OH NED, OH NED," Glenda cried. "EAT MY PUSSY, NED, EAT IT JUST LIKE THAT. OOOOOH, OOOOOH, OOOOOOOOH, LIKE THAT. RIGHT THERE."

What I liked about Glenda, other than her tasty pussy, was that while I was eating her, she held my head in her hands. And I loved it when she came, and crushed my face between her soft thighs, and gently fucked me.

It goes without saying, but I will, when she said, "do me one more time, Ned," that I didn't hesitate.

When I thought she'd had enough, I crawled my way up; this time I did stop at those fabulous tits. "Ned, you were amazing. My pussy hasn't felt that good in ages. Now, after what you did to me, you can have anything you want."

"Right now, I'm enjoying these." One hand was massaging a tit, while my tongue was playing with the other nipple.

"Oh no you don't. You don't get off that easy. What you should be deciding on is do I want to fuck Glenda or do I want Glenda to blow me."

"Well, if you put it that way. I loved what you were doing to me in the foyer."

"Ned, you have to learn to be a little more forceful. What I want you to say is, ‘Glenda, I want you to suck my cock. Say it."

I hesitated. I'd never talked to a girl like that. With Mary Ann, we just went to bed and fucked. I never said, I want to fuck you. "Ummm, Glenda, I'd like you to suck my cock."

"That's what I like to hear. Let me use the bathroom. I'll be right back. Oh, and Ned, hold that thought," she giggled.

I could only shake my head as she got out of bed. Like I said, she was gorgeous, her pussy was sweet and she had to be at least fifty-years-old.

I shook my head again, when she came back. Of course, she looked better from the front than the back. I could have pinched myself. Did I really have my hands and mouth all over those fabulous tits? Did I really eat that delicious pussy?

In the bathroom, Glenda put on a fresh coat of that bright red lipstick. She crawled up from the bottom of the bed. "My God, Ned, are you still hard from eating me?"

Of course, I was. I was twenty-two-years-old.

"Quinn and Betty told me you had a big cock, but oh my," she said as she stroked it. Then Glenda put it in her mouth. She looked me in the eye, as she took an inch, then another, then another.

I was looking in her the eyes, too, but I was also watching those red lips move down my shaft. The contrast was intriguing.

As far as having a big cock, like I said, until Quinn Margolis and Betty Baker, I had no idea. Some years later, a woman in this same age group and I were having some fun in bed, when she got out her tape measure. "Damn, Ned, no wonder I couldn't take it all in my mouth: 7 and ½ inches!!!!"

Glenda couldn't take it all either, but even now I look back and marveled at her blowjob. She was energetic, and those beautiful lips slid up and down, non-stop. I could hear her slurping.

My cock never felt like that when I was fucking; no matter who it was. Even Quinn Margolis and Betty Baker didn't suck like Glenda.

When I finally came, I held her head in my hands, not unlike the vice grip she had on my head when she had her own orgasm.

"Ned, your cock was so good to suck and so tasty," she said as she wiped her mouth. Glenda crawled up next to me, but kept one hand on my cock.

"I know you're going to need a bit of a rest. It's okay. I think I'm going to take a long, hot bath."

She kissed me on the cheek. "And, Ned, do you know why I'm going to take a long, hot bath?" She didn't wait for me to answer. "I want my pussy to be nice and clean and inviting. Ned, I'm going to want your tongue to do my pussy again."

"I'm looking forward to it. Your pussy is beautiful."

"And delicious?"

"Oh yeah, delicious."

I fell asleep. When I woke up Glenda was snuggling against me. "Ned," she whispered in my ear, "I have the most delicious pussy just aching for your tongue, and when you're finished, I'd love to slide my lips up and down your big hard cock."

Yes, I ate that pussy again. Damn, it was just as delicious, and yes, Glenda slid those lips up and down my cock; perhaps taking more than earlier. She was just as enthusiastic, but this time didn't make me cum. "I'm sure you wanted me to keep going, and I wanted to keep going, but my pussy is begging for your cock."

I thought that Glenda would get on the bed next to me and I'd get on top. She had other ideas.

"Ned, I love to fuck on top." The next thing I knew Glenda was kneeling over me, and positioning her pussy over my very erect cock. Then it was inside her. "Oh my, oh Ned, nothing that big has ever been up my pussy."

Glenda started to bounce. "Ooooooooooh, ooooooooooh, oooooooooooh," she bounced.

I watched her tits bounce. There was no way I wasn't going to put my hands on them. "They're magnificent, Glenda."

"OOOOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOOH, OH GOD, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMMING, NED. OOOOOOOOOH YEAH, OOOOOOOH YEAH, OOOOOOOOOH YEAH, OOOOOOOOH, I'M CUMMMING, NED!!!"

We almost came together, and Glenda collapsed on my chest. "Oh my God, Ned that was the best . . . I've never . . ."

There was more fucking and sucking Saturday. I loved fucking that pussy. I loved her blowjobs. Best of all I loved eating her delicious pussy. I followed Quinn Margolis' advice. "Glenda," I said, while we were banging each other hard, "nothing could be better than fucking you, but I'd love for you to tell me to take it out, and eat it."

"Ned, that's the most marvelous idea. Yes, Ned eat my pussy, but I'm going to want to fuck that big cock again."

Yes, there was a whole bunch of pussy eating. A whole bunch of pussy eating. "I can't speak for other women, Ned, but here's the way I like my pussy eaten."

By Sunday morning, I'd learned how to massage her clitoris for less than a minute and Glenda would spasm into an orgasm.

By late Sunday morning, she was exhausted and my tongue was worn out.

"Ned, that group of women at my party, they're all going to want some of this." Her hand was on my cock; she gave it a squeeze. "I'm too much of lady to share what we did this weekend, as much as I'd like to brag how much a twenty-two-year-old boy couldn't get enough of eating my pussy."

"You're not lying."

"Now, I can't speak for Quinn. I know for certain that she's shared with those women how grand you were when you were with her. You're going to have lots and lots of invitations. You shouldn't turn them down, but you need to save some time for me. Remember . . ." She spread her legs wide. "What every woman loves to hear."

"Glenda, your pussy looks good enough to eat." I gave it a brief kiss, then I just couldn't help myself. My tongue started and wouldn't quit for the next half hour.

I'd never question Uncle Joey again, and when I checked my pockets there was fifteen hundred dollar bills stuffed in them

TO BE CONTINUED

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