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She was in her fifties, tall and heavy-set. No matter what she wore, she couldn't hide her boobs. Every year some boy dressed up like Mrs. Hamlin for Halloween. He always had absurdly over-sized boobs. Everyone knew who he was trying to look like.

I didn't think she was all that pretty, but always seemed nice. She was a really good, caring teacher. Maybe she could help.

Mrs. Hamlin offered me iced tea; and we chatted for a while. "Sammy, I'm guessing that Sandy and you had a fight over sex."

I was shocked.

"Usually, it's because boys want it and girls aren't ready yet."

I didn't say anything. The fact was Sandy wanted it as much as I did. I couldn't tell Mrs. Hamlin that.

She continued. "Sometimes, it's because sex was a big disappointment. It's like that the first time; even the first few times."

"Really?"

"Sammy, it sounds like you're saying that was the problem between Sandy and you."

"Well . . ."

"You don't have to say anymore. I understand how difficult it can be for a boy your age. Now, the question is what are you going to do about it?"

"I-I, I don't know. What can I do?"

"If you trust me, there's lots you can do. Think about trusting me, and call me if that's what you want. It might seem difficult at first, but your rewards will blow your mind." Mrs. Hamlin giggled. I didn't get it; at least not right away.

She led me to the door. "Sammy give it some thought over the next week. Give me a call if you decide you'd like my help."

Of course, I'd like her help. That is if Mrs. Hamlin's help would get me to fuck Sandy Phillips again.

I spent the week thinking about what I would say to Mrs. Hamlin. I spent most of the week jerking off thinking about fucking Sandy.

Thursday afternoon, after work and a shower, I rang Mrs. Hamlin's doorbell.

"Sammy, I'm so glad you decided to come. I don't think you'll be disappointed. Come in, have a seat."

I'd no sooner sat down than, "Sammy, tell me all about Sandy Phillips and you? You need to tell me everything."

"Everything?" I was embarrassed to tell her not everything, but anything.

"Okay, Sammy, let's start with this. "Did Sandy let you feel up her titties?"

I was shocked. Mrs. Hamlin was a proper lady. I never expected her to use such language.

I blushed. "Sammy, it's okay. Girls like to be felt up. We like it if a man knows what he's doing."

"Umm. . . " At the same time, Mrs. Hamlin seemed to lean forward and thrust out her chest. I think my cock got hard. So hard, I thought I'd bust out. Those big titties seemed like they were aimed right at my eyes.

"Okay, you don't want to talk about that. Let's get right down to it. What was the fucking like?"

If you thought I was shocked when Mrs. Hamlin said titties; let me tell you, I just about had a heart attack when she said ‘fucking.'

I tried to compose myself. "Ah, ah, ah, it's hard to say. It didn't last very long."

"Yes, I suspected that. Don't worry about it, it happens to all boys especially the first few times. What about Sandy, what did she think?"

"She was mad because I hurt her. She said it hurt a lot. That's why we broke up."

"It happens to lots of girls the first time. It can be painful. The other reason it can be painful is if you have a big cock. That would hurt a girl like Sandy."

Titties, fuck, now cock. Was there no end to Mrs. Hamlin's potty mouth? As for having a big cock, I had no idea.

"Sammy, there are ways to make sure the girl you're with isn't in pain even if you do have a big cock."

"Mrs. Hamlin, I didn't want to hurt Sandy. I don't want to hurt anyone."

"That's what I suspected. Sammy, I'm going into my bedroom. In about five minutes I'm going to ask you to come in and join me. If you're willing, I'll teach you how to make sure any woman you're with is not in pain. Are you willing to try?"

Thus began my love of pussy.

TO BE CONTINUED

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