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It was a Friday afternoon, and I was waiting outside his classroom. I was looking forward to a weekend in bed. My period ended Wednesday. I was looking forward to having my pussy ravaged by his tongue. I was looking forward to that big black cock fucking me. I was looking forward to multiple blowjobs.

"Corinna," he said, "when he came out of his classroom, "I have some things to do this weekend. Here comes Dr. Malik Peterson now. I promise you he'll take good care of you."

Worse, there was a black girl, a gorgeous black girl on his arm. She was probably nineteen.

I turned and walked out. I was in tears as I ran to the house I shared with five girls on the volleyball team. I cried and cried. I cried all weekend. The girls tried to console me, although they didn't know the specifics of my relationship or even with whom. They'd all been through break ups; they had a sense of what I was going through.

I ignored Dr. Harrison's calls. I'd turned down so many dates over the past few years, that guys stopped asking. I'd heard, and this is laughable, that I was a Lesbian.

Three months later, and it happened without warning. Our volleyball team was on a roll, winning match after match, and I was playing my best.

After one home game, as I was leaving the gym, the umpire who'd done our match came up to me. "You played great. I know this is unusual, but how about joining me for pizza and a coke?"

As you might expect, he was older, maybe in his late thirties. He was balding, had a nice smile. He'd done our games before, and we all thought he was very fair. His name was Ralph Granderson or Ump Ralph to me.

I could go on and on about how he courted me, to use an old fashion term, but you want to know about the sex. Let me get right to it: although, it had been a while, I was still a cocksucker. And to my great joy, Ump Ralph wasn't much of a pussy eater.

He was divorced. His cock wasn't as big as Dr. Harrison's, but it satisfied my mouth and my pussy.

I was certain that I satisfied him.

He wasn't much of a pussy eater; by that I mean he wasn't very skillful, but with my encouragement, Ralph got better and better. It didn't hurt that I rewarded him with a blowjob. "Ralph, if you eat me like that, I promise you more blowjobs like that." He wasn't stupid. To be clear, I'd just swallowed a mouthful of his cum after a long cocksucking session.

When we were together, Ralph ate and ate. He was learning. My orgasms were crazy good. My mouth rewarded him. Oh yeah, my mouth rewarded him.

Ralph and I stayed together until I graduated. He asked me to marry him; I turned him down. I mean he was almost forty and I was twenty-two. I didn't think it would work. That ended it.

For months I wrestled with my lack of a love life while I went to grad school.

It had been years and years since I'd dated a guy my age. By dated, I mean sucked or fucked.

Bradley Karston was also a grad student. One day, as we left class, "hey, Corinna, want to stop for a beer?"

I looked him up and down. He was kind of cute; tall and skinny as a rail. The class we'd just left had nine students. I barely noticed him. He was that quiet.

I didn't have any plans and my social life was non-existence. "Sure."

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