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knew what he was doing; it was that like with everything he did, he was enthusiastic. He also took instruction well, and of course at his age he could keep going and going. In this case, he kept eating and eating with Arlene's guidance and encouragement.

She'd been married once. It didn't last too long. He couldn't get passed her looks; and when a beautiful junior at the college caught his eye, he left Arlene.

For Smitty, crawling between Arlene's big thick thighs and getting a close up of the look, scent and taste of her pussy was the greatest thing. Sure, he'd fucked BethAnn any number of times, but always in the dark under the covers. "Just rub your face in my bush, it is big isn't it?" Arlene giggled. "Just like the rest of me."

He didn't just rub his face in it. "Here, lick me here." She spread her labia for him. "My ex-husband told me I taste good."

Arlene wouldn't let Smitty quit for the next hour, not that he wanted to. "Smitty, you have my pussy so ready; it's time you fucked me."

He didn't. The truth was that big Arlene O'Day wrapped her arms around his neck and her long, fat legs around his back and fucked him. "Smitty, I know it's sometimes hard for young men, but don't cum yet. Fuck my pussy; fuck me hard." Then those hips and big ass began to move.

Smitty thought that BethAnn had been a good fuck, but what did he know, he was nineteen. What Arlene was doing to him was the greatest thing ever. The bed rocked, the springs on her old bed squeaked. It was the same bed she'd spent her wedding night getting fucked in. That was over twenty-five years ago. Arlene moaned loudly with each thrust. "Oh Smitty, oh Smitty, oh Smitty, fuck me, fuck me. Keep fucking me and let me remind you, your tongue was so good to me."

They slept in each other's arms. Smitty had a big smile on his face. Arlene O'Day had a big smile on her face.

They woke up at about the same time, still with smiles on their faces. "Smitty, after what you did to me last night, this morning you can have anything you want."

He stuttered, "I-I-I."

"I suppose if that BethAnn girl wouldn't let you eat her; she certainly wouldn't give you a blowjob. If you'd like, I'd love to thank your cock for last night."

"Um, maybe I shouldn't say this, but the best thing last night was eating your pussy."

"Really? And you'd like more?" Arlene took Smitty into her arms. If last night she thought she struck a gold mine; this was even better. He wanted to eat her again.

"Um . . ."

"Why don't you tell Arlene all about it?" She smothered him with her tits.

He mumbled about her fragrance; how beautiful her pussy was; how he liked rubbing his face in her bush. "My big, thick bush. . ." she giggled.

He continued, "and your delicious taste. Arlene, I just couldn't get enough of it. I'm sure my cock was never as hard as it was last night when I was eating you."

"And you'd like more this morning?"

"If it's okay?"

"Let me take a shower. I'm sure your cum is still in there. You probably wouldn't like that. I'll make my pussy nice and inviting for you. I won't be long." She gently squeezed his already hard cock. "Keep that thought in mind." She laughed.

She wasn't long. Back in bed, she was on top of the covers with her legs spread; that big dark bush beckoning him. "I hope you like strawberries?"

"Why?"

"I use a strawberry flavored shampoo and I washed my pussy with it. Wanna taste?" More laughter.

This morning there was no hesitation, but like last night, Arlene guided and encouraged him. "Lick it up and down like an ice cream cone. A strawberry ice cream cone," she laughed.

He mumbled, "a delicious strawberry ice cream cone." Like last night, his cock was as hard as ever. Imagine the hardest nineteen-year-old cock you could think of. Smitty's was harder.

He ate and ate. "Hmmmm, Smitty you make my pussy feel so good. Your tongue, baby, oh your tongue." Arlene loved his enthusiasm and yes, his tongue did feel good, and to top it off, she hadn't introduced him to her clitoris yet. She just let him eat.

"You need to come up here and fuck me. I know, I know, you're so disappointed but you can have more of my pussy later."

She was so wet, and got wetter when the disappointment showed on his face.

Arlene loved his infatuation with her pussy; however, it was the way that he fucked her that really turned her on. The way that he fucked her, or should I say the way she insisted that Smitty fuck her was to have him hold her ankles and watch his cock slide in and out of her pussy. She held her hands over her head; holding on to the headboard. That way, he could see all of her; all of her unattractive body; all of her not so pretty face; all of her big flabby tits. He couldn't miss her wide hips and big ass. Best of all, his cock was as hard as any she'd ever experienced. He wasn't turned off.

Smitty banged her hard and her ass bounced off the bed meeting his every thrust.

Later, Saturday afternoon, she insisted, "Smitty, you've been so good to me; so good to my pussy. Let me suck your cock." Of course, he didn't say no.

It was the greatest thing that ever happened to him, except, and he let Arlene know, eating her pussy.

By Sunday night, Arlene O'Day's 8 x 11 photo was on the wall of the Delta Mu drinking room along with her age. The caption, along with her name and age, written by Smitty simply said ‘delicious.'

Smitty took a lot of shit for that. "You ate that old hag? Ewwwwww."

"Did it taste like last week's fish?"

That was okay with Smitty because he had a date with Arlene for next weekend. He was looking forward to eating her again.

TO BE CONTINUED

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