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McKerran was twenty-eight-years-old and was new to the college and even to Boston.

Mrs. Constantinova didn't expect that he'd have any interest in her, but he might have an interest in Paula McEachern and Monica Santoro. It didn't take her long to figure out that those two spent more time on their backs or on their knees than they did with their school work.

She didn't know much about Myo Nakamura, but if she was friends with those two little sluts, there must be something going on.

In his first month at the college, Dr. McKerran found a report in a hidden file in his desk that the girls of Tau Upsilon Phi were flirting with the rules of conduct, to say nothing of morality, but had never been caught doing anything that could be officially documented. It was the report Adriana Papadopoulos Michaelides' private detective wrote.

He called the new house mother to his office. "Mrs. Constantinova, what are those girls up to?"

"Dr. McKerran, we're both new around here, but I know these walls have ears and since what I have to tell you can't be confirmed, I'd rather not say in your office."

"I see. Where might we discuss this?"

Mrs. Constantinova smiled; this was easier than she thought. Now, she'd have to figure out a way to seduce him. "I live in Brookline; you can take the Green Line and we can meet at my home, near the stop."

"Do you think that's appropriate?"

"Oh, Doctor, I'll make coffee and a dessert and we can have a nice chat."

Maria was a tall blonde woman. Her big breasts sagged as did her ass. Given her age, it wasn't uncommon. She knew little about seduction, but she did know that young men liked blowjobs. Dr. Charles McKerran was a young man.

She picked out a blouse that subtly showed off those breasts. By that I mean, the blouse was white with a steep V-Neck. Beneath it, Maria wore a black demi-bra. Dr. McKerran couldn't help but notice. Her skirt was a few inches shorter than she normally wore. Like her blouse it was white. Her panties matched that black bra.

Charlie as he preferred to be called, did notice. He noticed when he was sitting on her couch and she bent over to serve coffee. He noticed when "Charlie, the blueberries are fresh from Maine, I hope you like the pie," Marie said, again subtly leaning forward; her cleavage almost in his face.

Dr. McKerran was an academic and an intellectual. From the time he was a kid, he had his nose stuck in books. In high school he had no time for girls; in college he had no time for girls. He wasn't much of an athlete but tried to keep in shape playing intramurals.

While he was working on his doctoral thesis, his advisor, Dr. Katherine Hughes seduced him. Dr. Hughes was almost sixty; more than thirty years older than him. She took his virginity, and the next morning when she went down on him, "Charlie, I've never seen one so big. I'm going to enjoy sucking it." She wasn't just saying that. Over the past forty years she had a lot of experiencing sucking cock, but as she said, never one this big.

Dr. Hughes and Charlie McKerran had an on-going relationship until he finished his PhD and moved to Boston. The parting was amicable, but during their time together, she wasn't just his academic mentor, she was his sexual mentor. "Charlie, just like that with your tongue. Keep doing my pussy just like that. Tell Dr. Hughes her pussy is delicious."

He mumbled. He had no interest in removing his tongue from the warmth and sweetness of her old, but luscious pussy.

Dr. Hughes was his only one. He thought fucking was the greatest thing until she gave him a blowjob. Then he thought blowjobs were the greatest thing until she taught him to eat her pussy.

When Maria Constantinova bent over, showing off more of her breasts than might be considered tasteful, Charlie got the hint. It had been over six months since he'd moved to Boston and left Katherine Hughes' bed.

The coffee was still warm when they embraced and their tongues became acquainted. "Charlie, I haven't been with a man since my divorce. I'm yours; whatever you'd like, I'm amenable."

"Mrs. Constantinova, it's been ages since I've had the pleasure of the taste of a woman." When you're in your twenties and hadn't been laid in six months; that must seem like ages.

She smiled to herself. Her ex-husband, Sergei had found her taste intoxicating in the first years of their marriage. Over the past decade, he'd found the pussies of twenty-somethings much more intoxicating.

"Charlie, you're so young. Do you even know how?"

"Maria, I know you think of me as still a boy. Maybe I can prove to you that I'm a man."

Mrs. Constantinova led Dr. McKerran to her bedroom where they helped each other out of their clothes.

Soon after, she was pleasantly surprised; his tongue knew exactly where it belonged and she was enjoying delightful orgasm after delightful orgasm. It had been years and years since Sergei made her feel like young Dr. McKerran was making her feel.

"Oh Dr. McKerran, you're right, I thought you were just a boy, but your tongue tells me you're all man. It's so good to me. Keep eating me just like that."

That tongue made Maria Constantinova wanted his cock; she wanted it bad; there was this gnawing sense of obligation. She'd felt it as a nineteen-year-old in Russia the first time she was eaten. She wanted that cock and now she wanted Charlie's; not in her pussy that he was making flow with her juices, but in her mouth.

When she went down on him, she couldn't please him enough. Katherine Hughes was a great cocksucker, but compared to the way Maria's mouth ravaged his cock, she was an amateur. Dr. McKerran was in awe of her talent.

It wasn't until later that night that they fucked. Charlie found her just as enthusiastic a fuck as she'd been a cocksucker.

She insisted that he stay for breakfast. He insisted that he have her pussy for breakfast.

They saw each other every weekend. There was fucking, but oral was they're preferred method of sexual satisfaction. In simple terms, Maria loved sucking his cock; Charlie loved eating her pussy.

TO BE CONTINUED

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