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She couldn't resist. She reached out and took it in her hand. "My God, Mr. Ewing, I never realized they got this hard and so big. You're like a telephone pole."

The headmistress was slowly, unconsciously stroking it as she enjoyed the view. When Randall's tongue gave her an orgasm, her pussy flowed it's womanly cream. Now, just looking and touching his cock, had her leaking.

"Just looking at it has me so . . ."

He took that as a hint. Randall got back on his knees and licked up her tasty juices. She liked it when he told her she was delicious. Then he went to her clitoris. "OOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOOH, YES, YES, MR. EWING, YES, YES, YES. OH YES."

Her praise of his cock and touching it must have spurred him on. Randall ate and ate some more. He could feel it happening, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. Who could? His answer was to lick her clitoris faster. "OOOOOOOOH, MR. EWING, MR. EWING, OOOOOOH, MR. EWING, MR. EWING, OOOOOOOH, OOOOOOOH."

Then he came, too. Spurting on her carpeted bedroom floor. Then again, and again, then one more time.

Randall Ewing put his face in Miss Harper's bush, resting. She patted his head, "you have the most amazing tongue. You love Miss Harper's pussy, don't you?"

Randall nodded.

"I hope the next time you visit me, you'll let me see your magnificent manhood again."

He nodded.

A half hour later, Randall left.

The headmistress put on a robe and walked him to the door. Reveling in those majestic orgasms, she went back to bed with a big smile on her face.

That's how she fell asleep. Later, when she woke up, she took a pile of those magazines she'd confiscated and went through them. She was specifically looking for pictures of men. Okay, she was looking for cocks.

Miss Harper wanted to compare; now that she had something to compare. It didn't take long to realize that Randall Ewing's was clearly longer and fatter. Beauty may be in the eye of the beholder: "no doubt, Randall's is much more beautiful," she thought. Although, she didn't know, she just assumed that bigger was better.

The headmistress could not help but notice something else. The woman in those same pictures looked like they were content with those cocks inside them. In their pussies and to her consternation, in their mouths.

She rummaged through more of the magazines, looking for pictures of women with a cock in their mouths. Those women's eyes were sparkling. She'd seen that same look in Randall's eyes when he was eating her pussy.

Miss Harper made a monumental decision; she wasn't sure how, but she wanted her eyes to sparkle like those women. To be clear: it was a woman with a cock in her mouth that the headmistress wanted to emulate.

It didn't happen right away. The following Friday, "Ma'am, all I've thought about was eating your pussy, please."

How could she say no? And he said please!!!

Lots of tongue work, and two orgasms later, "Mr. Ewing, are you having the same feelings in your pants as you had last week?"

He nodded. Of course, he did. He was eating her pussy.

"I'd like to see it again."

Randall liked it when she touched his cock and told him how big and hard it was. He didn't waste any time dropping his pants including his boxers.

"Oh Mr. Ewing. You look even more impressive than last time. You're magnificent. Wow!!!"

Her heart was pounding; her pussy dripping. She'd thought about it all week; seeing those women with sparkling eyes had convinced her that she wanted to know what it was like.

Randall was as surprised as the headmistress herself when she got up from her chair and on her knees, and took his cock in her hand. "Mr. Ewing, I think you're harder than you were last week, and even more beautiful."

Randall was even more surprised by what she did next. The fifty-year-old virgin, headmistress of the Wilkerson School for Young Men kissed his cockhead. Her lips and mouth were just as virgin as her pussy. Moreso, considering that her pussy had been penetrated by his tongue.

I've learned over the past fifty years that there are some women who no matter how hard they try never learn how to properly suck a cock. There are others that find the very thought of putting a cock in their mouth as off-putting as putting a cock in their ass.

Then there are the very rare; those women who take a cock in their mouth like a duck takes to water. Fewer still are the natural deep throaters. Then there are those like Miss Harper proved to be: natural, enthusiastic cocksuckers. It was as if they were born for this.

There was no hesitation as she took inch-by-inch in her mouth. Randall could verify that her eyes were sparkling.

She'd only seen pictures; never a porn movie, but instinctively Miss Harper knew what to do. Soon, she had most of Randall's young hard cock deep in her mouth, and then her lips were sliding up and down on it.

Miss Harper didn't know it at the time, but Randall Ewing had a cock longer and fatter than just about anyone. If she thought to measure it, she would have discovered that it was over 20 centimeters long. For you Americans, over 8 inches.

The headmistress easily took it deep it in her mouth.

Randall heard some of the older boys talk about blowjobs, but he never . . .

From the beginning, he'd taken to eating the headmistress' pussy. It seemed like the most natural thing, and her pussy was indeed sweet. But there was one other talent that Randall had that he didn't even know he had: it took him a long before he spurted.

Sure, he came when he ate Miss Harper's pussy, but that was only after hours and hours of eating.

Just as he'd eaten and eaten, Miss Harper sucked and sucked. Then sucked some more. Finally, "Ummmm, ma'am, I'm going to . . ."

She took it out. "Not yet, Randall, my pussy needs some relief."

Miss Harper sat down; her legs spread. Not only was her pussy glistening, but she was dripping down her thighs. Oh, and her eyes were sparkling, and nothing could wipe the smile off her face.

Randall's reaction was similar. He couldn't wait to get back on his knees. His cock was throbbing, but the very thought of eating her pussy had it even harder. He ran his tongue up and down her juicy slit. "Ma'am, I think you're sweeter than ever."

"Please, Randall, you know where I want your tongue."

Over the next month, every Friday after class; every Saturday and Sunday morning, Randall was at her door. He still couldn't get enough of her delicious pussy.

As for Miss Randall: her discovery of the joy of sucking cock had her on her knees as soon as he was in the door. "Hurry Randall, get those pants off; here, let me help."

Of course, he was a willing participant. It was two weeks after that first time that Miss Harper tasted his man cream for the first time. It wouldn't be the last time, "Let me know when you're close, I want it deep in my mouth when it happens," she instructed him.

After he spurted, "Randall, you taste so good and there's so much for me. Thank you."

Like all students at the Wilkerson School, Randall Ewing was set to graduate and move on to university.

The night before graduation, Randall had dinner with his father.

Above, when Miss Harper mentioned that she wanted to congratulate his parents on raising such a fine, polite boy because he always said ‘please' and ‘thank you.' As in "Miss Harper, please can I eat you," and later, "thank you, Miss Harper for letting me eat your delicious pussy."

What she didn't know or perhaps didn't recall, Randall's father, Mark was a widow.

At dinner, "Randall, after university, you should think about settling down and having a family. Do you have a girlfriend?"

TO BE CONTINUED

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