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Except for basketball road trips in high school, he'd never been out of the county. His first away games in college, he cried. He cried because he was homesick. Homesick for his mother. Bear Addison was a mama's boy.

After two weeks in Boston, he was ready to quit basketball and return home.

The team thought that Frankie Horton could do for Bear off the court what he did with Pavel Provorov on the court.

Maria Constantinova chaperoned the sorority girls of TUFF Monday through Friday. The girls were on their honor at night and on the weekends.

She owned a home from her divorce in Brookline. Bear moved into her home. He wasn't a virgin, but had little experience. Once, and only once while a high school senior, he attended a house party where a college freshman seduced him. She dragged him to a bedroom, locked the door, and fucked him. He never saw her again. That was it.

He masturbated, but one time his mother caught him, admonished him and told him how sinful it was. He always listened to his mother and never did it again.

He had his own room in Maria Constantinova's home, but during the night, Maria heard him crying.

Wearing only a flimsy nightgown, she joined him in his king-sized bed. That nightgown wasn't sexy; just cotton that came to her knees with thin shoulder straps.

She rocked him to sleep in her arms. More specifically, his head rested between her massive breasts. For a week that worked and Bear got some sleep.

What helped even more was that a week later, Maria, still sleeping with him, offered him a nipple to suck. It would be appropriate to say that Bear slept like a baby. "That's Maria's good boy," she stroked his hair as he fell asleep.

Involuntarily, Bear's cock rose when he had Maria's tit in his mouth. What nineteen-year-old's wouldn't?

Of course, Maria felt it, and slid her hand inside his boxers. She was surprised and she wasn't surprised. She wasn't surprised that Frankie brought her a boy with a huge cock. Frankie knew what she liked. She was surprised because for such a big baby, Bear had the closest thing she'd ever felt to a proportional cock.

For the first few nights, Maria just massaged it with her hand, whispering in his ear that she'd never felt anything like his; that he was indeed a man; that she looked forward to taking good care of his manhood.

It made him harder, but he didn't initiate anything. Just as Bear involuntarily got hard, involuntarily and inevitably, it was just natural for Maria to go down on him.

It wasn't what you think; at least not in the beginning. She threw off the covers, and got those boxers off. "Bear, I just have to see what you have in there."

Of course, she'd seen big ones before; some bigger than his. "Bear, you have the most beautiful cock I've ever seen. You may act like a boy, but your cock belongs to a man."

It was almost eight inches of thick whiter than white man meat. Topped off by a huge circumcised pink head. Underneath was a ball sack that barely fit in her hand. "My God, Bear, it's the most perfect cock ever."

"You think?"

"Listen to me," she said as she slowly examined it with her eyes and both hands, "at my age, I've had a bunch of lovers, none, not one, had a cock like yours. I know they call you Bear, but to me you have a horse cock. I'm enjoying playing with it."

She continued to stroke it. One hand on his shaft, the other massaging his balls. At the same time praising his gorgeous, magnificent, majestic, glorious, marvelous cock. She probably used all those adjectives and more as she played.

Of course, that couldn't go on. Maria heard him breathing hard, then harder. She felt his shaft throbbing. "That's it, Bear. Let me see it. Let me see your man juice."

Maria Constantinova could not remember the last time she gave a guy a handjob; maybe secondary school back in Russia, but that was almost thirty years ago.

As you might expect, she'd made guys cum, but always in her pussy or even better in her mouth. Now, she watched as Bear spurted and spurted. "Whoa, oh yeah, oh yeah!!!!!!" Bear must have shot eight, maybe ten inches in the air. Then again and again: three huge blasts.

"That was amazing, Bear." To herself she thought, ‘I'll bet he tastes delicious.'

If that was amazing what happened next was even more unbelievable. Actually, it wasn't what happened but what Bear said. "Maria, was that blowjob?"

She didn't want to laugh. She tried not to laugh. She laughed. Bear wasn't stupid; just naïve. His mother, Roberta Smith, had sheltered him from any and all bad influences, except for that one house party which she later admitted was a mistake.

She'd made another mistake twenty-years-ago. To celebrate her college graduation, she'd lost her virginity at a fraternity party. Yes, she allowed a boy to fuck her; then another and another. By morning, she'd lost count. Five, maybe six.

Three months later, she knew she was pregnant. Nine months later sixteen-pound Alan Addison, Jr. exited her birth canal. Yes, sixteen pounds.

As she was being wheeled into labor, she saw a sign on an office door: Dr. Robert Addison. When she was asked the father's name after the baby was born, she said Alan Addison, Jr. Alan was her father's name. As far as anyone knew there was no Alan Addison, Sr. She didn't know or remember the names of any of those fraternity boys that fucked her.

Not wanting him to make the same mistake she made, Roberta did all she could to protect him.

Thus, it was that he had no idea what a blowjob was.

Two nights later when she helped Bear to sleep; that is, he snuggled against her huge breasts, and she guided a nipple to his mouth, Maria couldn't help but notice that he wasn't wearing the boxers he always wore to bed.

"Bear, are you trying to tell me something?" Her hand went to his cock which was quickly rising.

As you know, she had fucked and sucked a number of well-hung college boys, and of course, Frankie Horton's huge black cock was always welcome in her pussy and her mouth. Still, she was in awe of the monster that was between Bear's legs.

"Ummmm, I liked what you did the other night, ma'am."

"Well, let's try something else. You mentioned a blowjob. I'm sure you'll like that."

She threw back the covers. It was the second time she'd seen it; she was still in awe. After sucking on her tit, Bear's cock was now hard. She held it up, perpendicular to his body. Maria could feel her pussy leaking.

As a reminder, his fat shaft, topped with a circumcised huge pink head was almost eight inches long. Underneath was a ball sack that barely fit in her hand. Frankie Horton had huge balls. She loved the way they slapped against her ass when he was fucking her.

Maria Constantinova was looking forward to feeling Bear's balls slap her ass. Not just yet; maybe not for a while. Afterall, looking at Bear's cock standing tall; he may not have known it, but Maria could tell, it was made to be sucked. Made to be sucked by her. "Bear, your cock is gorgeous. I can't imagine that any man, anywhere could have a more perfect cock."

‘Perfect for my mouth,' she thought to herself.

It was going to take a while, but she was certain that she could swallow it all. After all, Frankie Horton and some of those boys were as big or bigger, but none so perfectly formed.

Slowly, very slowly Maria slipped her lips down Bear's long shaft. She savored every inch.

She'd been thankful when college boys knocked on her door at the behest of those sorority sisters. Thankful that they wanted to fuck her forty-seven-year-old pussy. Thankful that they made their young, always hard twenty-year-old cocks available to her mouth.

Now, she was thankful to Frankie Horton for sending Bear or more specifically Bear's cock to her.

"Hmmmmm, hmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm," she sucked. Her lips taking another half inch every few minutes.

If you've read this far, you know that even at her age, she could suck all night. With all her experience, she knew when a man was getting close.

When she felt that, she took Bear's cock out of her mouth. Using her tongue, she massaged his gorgeous cockhead, and then his amazing balls. All the while, praising Bear's cock for its beauty, its size, its hardness. Then she licked it like a lollipop. Up his shaft and down the other side. Back up again.

It had been over an hour of sucking, licking, tongue massaging, teasing. She enjoyed his beauty, his size, his hardness. Maria was ready for his taste.

When Maria thought Bear had calmed down, she put it back in her mouth: all of it. Slowly, of course. "Hmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmm."

Frankie Horton called her a relentless, exuberant, hungry cocksucker. "Thank you, Frankie, that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me."

Maria liked that she pleased him; pleased his big, black cock. Now, she wanted to do the same for Bear, although she wasn't sure he'd appreciate her effort. Not, like Frankie did; show his appreciation with his tongue in her blonde bush.

"Hmmmmm, hmmmmmm, hmmmm," she continued to suck. "Come on, baby, give it to me, give me your man cream," she thought to herself. "Give it to, Maria."

She wanted it, but she wasn't ready for it. By that I mean, Maria never had any problem swallowing all those young college guys gave her. Time after time, she never had a problem blowing Frankie Horton. The other day, she watched Bear shoot and shoot; she was impressed, but didn't think it would be a problem.

It was. Bear spurted, then spurted, and then again. She couldn't swallow it all fast enough. It dribbled out of her mouth, down Bear's shaft and down her chin. With all the activity she'd engaged in, some dribbled into her huge cleavage. What she did swallow was the tastiest of all the men, dozens and dozens, she'd sucked off.

As for Bear, he hadn't cum too often. One was when that college girl seduced him at the house party. Another was the other day when Maria gave him a handjob, and then there were the two or three times he'd masturbated before his mother caught him.

Those other times could not compare to what just happened. Sure, every guy will tell you that, but Bear was involuntarily fucking Maria's mouth as he shot, and he was making unintelligible noises. Even Maria thought they were other worldly; noises she hadn't heard before. Yeah, guys made noises when they came, but not like this.

"Ma'am, I can't imagine that there could be anything better. That was awesome."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Bear, just so you know I did, too and there's more where that came from. You should rest now. Save your strength, you have an exhibition game tomorrow and the season starts soon."

She slid next to him on the bed; took him in her arms, his head between her breasts. "Sleep well, Bear. This usually helps." Maria guided a tit to his mouth.

The next day, Bear was magnificent in the practice game. He never played like this in practice; nor last year in college.

That night when Maria joined him in bed, "Bear, all the sports channels are praising your play today."

"I did play well, didn't I?"

"Do you want to know why?"

"Practice, practice, practice."

Maria laughed, "I'm sure that helped, but let me tell you what I think. I think it was the blowjob I gave you. It inspired you."

"Really, can you do it again?"

Maria laughed. "Of course. I loved it as much as you did, Bear, but I want to make it special. Your first regular league game is in ten days. How about if we plan on the night before? That way you'll play great," she smiled.

Every night Bear slept in her arms. Every night he asked if she'd give him a blowjob. Every night Maria stayed away from his cock.

But not away from cock. "Frankie, I have to thank you for sending Bear to me."

"Maria, I know you. I know how you want to thank me." She started to get on her knees. "Oh no, oh no, I want to eat that sweet pussy first. Let me take you to bed."

Is it even a question that Maria spread her legs for Frankie's tongue.

A few hour later, Frankie thanked her again. She thought it was her imagination; nothing could feel that good.

Back home in Brookline:

"Nine more nights," Bear."

"Eight more nights."

Later, "tomorrow night, Bear."

Bear left practice quickly. "I need my rest for the game tomorrow," was his excuse.

As for Maria, she'd been using a lip balm that kept her lips from getting raw. I mean with all the cock sucking she was doing, nothing worked liked this lip balm.

Tonight, Maria Constantinova would need it. Of course, it was the greatest night of Bear's life. With all the cocksucking she'd done, there was nothing like sucking Bear's cock. Long, fat, beautiful, tasty and he lasted and lasted.

Better yet, after the game that night, the press could not say enough about Bear's performance. "Boston got a steal: Addison is early favorite for Rookie of the Year."

Speaking of performance, Maria thought her mouth never performed on a cock better. Frankie insisted that Bear stay with her. "Frankie, only if you can convince him that pussy is a legal performance enhancer."

"Done, but Maria, I should test it to make sure."

TO BE CONTINUED

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