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I spent much of that season with Star. Like I said, she wasn't much to look at, and she had a grumpy disposition, but there was nothing like the taste of her pussy. The following year, I was in the Major League. I wasn't an all-star, but I was an above average player, and just like at every stop, there were Booster Clubs and charity events.

Like I said at the beginning, like rock stars, there are baseball groupies. Girls, women willing to get on their knees or their backs, or both for baseball players.

I was betting fucked a lot, and I had my cock sucked a lot. On occasion, if I was in the mood, I'd eat pussy. It was strange, most of the women I ended up with were my age. Once or twice a year I'd end up with a woman as old or older than my mother; like Mrs. Lansing or Star. Those were the ones I ate.

Three years after my Major League debut, I was at some charity event, seated next to Celeste. Of course, you know Celeste, the most famous centerfold model in the world. Her centerfold picture was on the wall of millions of teenage boys' bedrooms. There was one issue of the magazine that sold a million more copies of the magazine than any in its long history.

I don't know all that airbrushing stuff, but Celeste was as beautiful with her clothes on as I'd seen her naked. I'd seen her naked; everyone had in that centerfold shoot. She was twenty-one.

One thing led to another and I invited her for a drink after the event. Of course, I did, I'm not stupid.

At the bar, "Austin, I'm not a virgin, but I'm not going to sleep with you. I'm an old-fashion girl. I need to be courted. If you think I'm worth it, you'll put in the time."

Two years later, even though she was in LA and I was in the Midwest, we were dating and I asked her to marry me.

We flew to Hawai'i for our wedding and honeymoon. Our wedding night was special. Celeste was a great, great fuck, but it was the following morning that it got even better. In that famous magazine shoot, Celeste was lying spread eagle in the sand, her hairless pussy the centerpiece. All she was wearing was bright red lipstick.

That first morning, she was lying on top of the bed, kinda' like that. I crawled up from the bottom of the bed. "Celeste, millions of guys have seen you like this, but I'm the lucky one that gets to eat your luscious pussy."

"Austin, do you think any of those boys jerked off to my picture?"

"They wouldn't be boys if they didn't." I laughed.

Then I started, and just like Mrs. Lansing and Star taught me, I was a glutton for my wife's pussy. They'd taught me to eat and eat. I did; all morning. Celeste had orgasm after orgasm. It was the perfect way to start a marriage.

Two days later, Celeste came out of the shower; similar to that photoshoot, all she was wearing was bright red lipstick. "Austin, do you think that boys jerked off looking at my mouth, and wondering what it might be like to have my lips wrapped around their cock?"

"It would have been impossible for them not to."

"Austin, remember what you said about boys looking at my picture, but you were the only who got to eat my pussy?"

I nodded.

"My husband, you're going to be the only one to feel my lips around your cock."

It was obvious, she either had never sucked a cock before or had not sucked many, but Celeste was adamant that she'd get better.

She got better and better. I let her practice a lot.

It helped that I rewarded her effort with hours and hours of pussy eating. My cock could not have gotten any harder as I thought of the millions of guys around the world fantasizing about eating her pussy and I was the lucky one.

AND WE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER

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