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mention all the reasons she should reconsider. Things like our age difference, employer-employee relationship, plus the fact my employment contract was to end in less than two months. And I had a thing for warm women with warm pussies. Frau Schmidt was as cold as the weather in the Andes.

"Yes, I'm certain. May I call you Sam?"

"Of course." My hand was still on her breast, although I hadn't move it at all.

"I don't want to get too familiar. I would prefer if you still called me Frau Schmidt."

Frau Schmidt leaned forward and kissed me right on the mouth. It took me a moment to reciprocate. While we kissed, She loosened the belt on her robe even more, and I took the initiative and began feeling up her titties, but no longer over her robe. Like it or not, we were getting familiar.

The severe cut of her clothing hid any hint of breasts. I was discovering that they were big and at her age, still firm, with nipples that were big and getting harder by the moment. They were nothing like Belinda or Mrs. Hamlin's. If I was just a neutral observer with no emotional attachment, Belinda and Mrs. Hamlin's breasts were as Mrs. Hamlin once described them "like an old cow's."

Frau Schmidt's tits were like I'd seen in a girlie magazine except she wasn't in her teens or twenties. What I'm trying to say is they were perfect.

"Sam, it's been ages since I've allowed a man to enjoy them. Please enjoy them." The robe came off her shoulders.

"Frau Schmidt, they're lovely. Thank you for allowing me the pleasure." I leaned down and kissed them.

She put her arms around my neck and held me against those breasts. My tongue and lips were engaged: kissing, sucking.

"Sam, thank you, but I suspect that a young man wants more than what I've offered you."

"Ummm . . ."

"It's okay, I understand you want and need more. Come with me." She took me by the hand. "Sam, just so you understand, a woman like me wants and needs more, too."

She led me to her bedroom. "If I'm right, this is something a young man like you might be interested in."

Frau Schmidt let the robe drop to the floor. The lights were all on. Fifty-something-year-old Helga Schmidt had a drop-dead gorgeous body. Not just for her age. I'd already had an encounter with her titties. Looking at them, standing on her chest, like I said, they were perfect. Her hips and legs were well-formed; her ass firm. And between her legs, a neatly trimmed bush.

I held my breath, and stuttered again. "Frau Schmidt, you're a beautiful woman. I never realized how beautiful you were."

"Sam, I can't afford to allow anything to interfere with my work. Now, what I hope you're interested in is the taste of my cunt." She sat on the edge of her bed, legs spread and feet on the floor.

I'd never heard a woman use the word cunt. Only guys, and usually in the context of "that bitch, she's such a cunt."

Frau Schmidt made it almost sound like a term of endearment. Under her mannish hair style, she was a blonde. As it turns out a natural blonde. That neatly trim bush was a light, golden brown and for me, a beacon. Of course it was.

Oh yeah, you know how I am around pussy. She looked luscious. I told her so: "Frau Schmidt, you have the most delightful pussy."

"Cunt, Sam. I have a cunt and the important question is do you find it delightful enough to eat?"

I couldn't bring myself to use the word cunt, but that didn't stop me from kneeling on the floor between her legs.

Her pink pussy tasted as sweet as it looked. I licked and licked, and had no trouble finding her clitoris. Frau Schmidt dressed and presented herself in a masculine manner. Still, it surprised me to find that her clitoris was big and fat. Like a small cock; almost like Belinda's. I knew what to do with it.

"Ja, ja, ja, ooooh my cunt. Ja, ja, ja," she mumbled softly. "Ja, ja, ja, my cunt, ooooh Sam, my cunt."

As her clitoris became engorged, it got bigger and my tongue pleasured it, time and time again. When Frau Schmidt came she held my head in her hands and slowly fucked it. She didn't get any louder, but some of the words that came out of her mouth were in German; except for "my cunt, oooooh my cunt."

I spent the next hour on my knees eating her luscious pussy. She couldn't get enough of my tongue, and of course, I wasn't going to quit. "Ja, ja, ja, oooooh my cunt. My cunt. Sam, you like Frau Schmidt's cunt, don't you?"

I could only nod.

I'm sure that you're not surprised to find that Frau Schmidt liked being in charge. She was like that at work, and liked being in this dominant position while I ate. So, it was no shock that when she insisted that we fuck, that she got on top and rode my cock; those majestic tits bouncing above me. "Ja, ja, ja, your cock Sam, oooh your cock. It's so big and makes Frau Schmidt's cunt feel so good."

It had been weeks and weeks since the last time I'd cum. I could feel my cock spurt and spurt. "Ja, ja, ja, ja Sam." She could feel my cock throbbing as it exploded.

I'd only finished a minute or so when Helga got off me and began to giggle, which was so unlike her. She scooted up and put her pussy in my face. Before she lowered herself, I could see my cum dripping from her pussy.

Ever since Mrs. Hamlin suggested that I eat her after we fucked, it never bothered me. It seemed to turn Frau Schmidt on as she lowered herself on my face. She continued to giggle as she fucked my face. "Lick my cunt, Sam, lick it all up."

When she had enough she got off me, and snuggled against me. "Sam, please stay the night. Frau Schmidt's cunt could use more of your tongue and if you want, my mouth would like to get to know that big cock."

"You did say, I could eat you again in the morning?"

"Ja, ooooh, ja."

The Christmas party had been on the first day of the school's Christmas holiday. There was no school until after the New Year.

I stayed in Frau Schmidt's bed the whole time. Not really, but I think you get the idea.

That first morning, she did give me a blow job. It wasn't very good, and she seemed almost disinterested. It was mechanical; like she'd read a how-to book, and followed the direction word for word. Certainly, not like Belinda, Lucinda, Lee-Lee and some of the other women around the world including Chloe in Senegal and Fang Chen in Hong Kong all of whom had given me incredible blowjobs.

When she finished and crawled up next to me, "Frau Schmidt, you didn't seem to enjoy that?" It was a question.

"Sam, I did it for you. It's not something I enjoy. It's not something I've every enjoyed."

"I don't know how long we'll be together, maybe only for the next hour or so, but Frau Schmidt when you're with me, you don't have to do anything you don't like."

"Really? You won't be disappointed?"

"I'd be disappointed if I never got to eat your luscious pussy again."

"Oh Sam, how sweet of you. I'm going to take a long, hot bath and by then maybe you'll be ready. I promise you Frau Schmidt's cunt will be all yours."

I still couldn't get over her use of the word cunt. I never was comfortable using it. "Why don't you get the fire going while I'm taking my bath? I just shook my head as she got out of bed. Damn, she was beautiful, and with a sweet pussy. And, as a reminder, in her fifties.

After getting the fire going, I went back to bed, and dozed off. "Sam, I'm in the living room. Come join me."

I was pleasantly surprised when I went into the living room. Frau Schmidt was sitting in a chair by the fireplace, naked, legs over the arms. "Sam, Frau Schmidt's cunt is nice and clean for your tongue. Would you like to eat my nice, clean cunt, Sam?"

I didn't hesitate to get on my knees. Yes, I was in a subservient position and as she preferred, she was in a dominant one, although I doubt either of us were thinking that at the time. "Frau Schmidt, you look lovely this morning."

"You mean my cunt looks lovely, but does it look good enough to eat?" She pushed my head forward. "Eat my cunt, Sam. Eat it good." I'd heard that before, as you know, except for the cunt part. The difference was that Frau Schmidt made it sound like a command.

I didn't have to be asked twice. I mumbled as I ate, "Frau Schmidt, you have the most delicious pussy. Thank you for letting me eat it."

"Yes, eat my cunt, Sam. Frau Schmidt likes it that you say thank you. Eat it just like that. Your tongue is so good to Frau Schmidt's cunt. Ja, ja, ja, ooooh ja."

My lips sucked on her engorged clitoris and she slowly humped my face and softly moaned, "ja, ja, like that Sam, like that. Ooooooh my cunt, my cunt, ooooh my cunt." She held my head tight against her pussy as she came.

I left her clitoris while she enjoyed her orgasm, licking her juicy and very tasty pussy hole.

A few minutes later, "Sam, do Frau Schmidt's clitoris again. Make my cunt hum. And Sam, Frau Schmidt likes it when you say thank you when you're finished." Another command.

That's how we spent much of the morning. I ate, she came, I thanked her for allowing me the pleasure of her tasty pussy. "Cunt, Sam, cunt." I ate some more.

I could not have asked for a better morning. It was still three days until Christmas. Unless she put a bow on her pussy, I couldn't think of a better Christmas present.

Her pussy was so sweet that I never noticed that I'd been on my knees for hours.

"Sam, your cock must need some relieve. Let me take you to bed."

"Frau Schmidt, remember what I said. You don't have to do anything you don't want." It felt strange twenty-six-year-old me, telling someone her age what she should or should not do."

"No, no, no. Sam. My cunt is begging for your cock. Sam, I'm not the kind of woman who begs for anything, but right now my cunt wants your cock; Frau Schmidt's cunt wants it bad."

She dragged me to her bedroom. "My God, Sam, does eating my cunt make your cock this hard?" She said, as she got on top and guided my cock inside her pussy.

"Frau Schmidt's cunt is delightful." I was learning what she liked to hear.

"Ja, ja, ja, ja, ooooh my cunt, oooooh my cunt." She rode me hard; those magnificent tits bouncing right before my eyes.

"Frau Schmidt, you have the best cunt I've ever eaten."

"Sam likes Frau Schmidt's cunt. He likes to eat and fuck it, doesn't it?" She continued to ride my cock. It took a while but I was getting close. "Ja, ja, ja, Sam come for me. Fill my cunt."

I shot and shot again. "Oh Sam, ja, ja, ja. Frau Schmidt's cunt is in heaven."

She lifted off my still mostly hard cock, she began to giggle. I thought for sure she was going to put her pussy in my face again which I wasn't opposed to, as you know.

That's not exactly what she did. She got off my cock, but instead of rubbing her pussy in my face, she stood over my face and squatted. I watched as my cum started dripping from her pussy onto my face. She continued to laugh. "Sam, Frau Schmidt likes it when you submit to her. Frau Schmidt likes it when you thank her. Frau Schmidt likes it when you beg to eat her cunt. Will you beg to eat my cunt, Sam?"

She was still squatting. I pulled her down, so her pussy was in my face. "Ja, ja, ja, that's what Frau Schmidt likes. Lick my cunt clean. Ja, just like that. Does Sam like Frau Schmidt's cunt?"

I nodded my head. "That's my good boy. Frau Schmidt's cunt wants you on your knees in the living room. I want you to crawl. Show me you want to eat my cunt. Show me you want to be my cunt eating boy. Beg for Frau Schmidt's cunt."

She got off me and walked to the living room. I followed her on my knees, staring at that firm ass.

She sat in that chair by the fireplace, with her legs over the arms. "Now, Sammy, tell Frau Schmidt what you want."

"Frau Schmidt, I want to eat your sweet cunt, please."

"Sam, what you need to say, is Frau Schmidt, I want to be your cunt eating boy, please. Say it."

"Yes, ma'am. Frau Schmidt, I want to be your cunt eating boy, please."

"That's better. Let me see what just thinking about my cunt does to your cock. Stand up."

I have to tell you my cock could not have been any harder. It had been less than a half hour since I'd filled her pussy. That's how turned on I was. "That's what Frau Schmidt likes to see. Just thinking of my cunt makes your cock hard. That pleases me, Sam, but you know what else will please Frau Schmidt?"

I got on my knees. My face was right at her pussy or as she insisted I call it, Frau Schmidt's cunt. I'm sure she could feel my breath. "Go ahead, Sam, you have Frau Schmidt's permission to please her cunt."

I ate and then I ate some more. My tongue played with her clitoris. "Ja, ja, ja, ooooh Sam, Frau Schmidt's cunt is on fire. Stick your tongue in my cunt hole. Lick up my creamy woman juices."

Don't think I was offended by her demands. You know, I love eating pussy, and to please someone like Frau Schmidt was the best thing. I'd tell you it was the best thing ever, and it was at the moment. Mrs. Hamlin, Lee-Lee, Belinda, Lucinda and the others were only a distant memory.

"That's a good boy, Sammy. Frau Schmidt's cunt is ready for you to please her clitoris again."

My tongue massaged that engorged button which was more like a small German sausage than a button like Lee-Lee's. "Ja, ja, ooooh ja, oh Frau Scmidt's cunt, oh my cunt, oooooh ja, Sam. Fau Schmidt's cunt, ooooooh my cunt."

I didn't stop even when she told me to stop because as soon as I lifted my head, she pushed it back into her pussy. "no, no, no, Frau Schmidt's cunt needs more of your tongue."

She had the craziest orgasms interspersed with bouts of riding my cock, interspersed with riding my face. Sometimes, Frau Schmidt stood over me and watched as my cum leaked out and landed on my face. Other times, she rode my face like she rode my cock. My face was covered with her cream and my cum.

This went on day after day. "While I was on my knees, "Sam," she said pulling me away from her pussy, "tell Frau Schmidt you love eating her cunt; that's there nothing you'd rather be doing than sticking your tongue in Frau Schmidt's cunt."

She pushed my head back into her bush, and I mumbled, "I love Frau Schmidt's cunt. I love eating Frau Schmidt's cunt."

Christmas came. Frau Schmidt's gift to me was the pleasure of eating her pussy all day. My gift to her was giving her pussy my tongue all day. Merry Christmas to me.

I spent New Year's Eve on my knees. "Sam, I can't think of a better way to ring in the New Year than with your tongue in my cunt, can you?"

No, I couldn't.

Once school resumed, Frau Schmidt returned to being the severe school administrator that she was. Once or twice a week she summoned me to her office where she quietly invited me to her flat for the evening.

Most evening, I gorged myself on Frau Schmidt's pussy.

I have to admit that there were tears in my eyes when my contract ended and I was at the airport awaiting my flight.

I taught in a number of other places, but two years later, I was assigned to a school in Jordan.

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