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that. That's how good his fingers felt.

"Hanley, let me make you come again."

I put my arms around his neck, "Paul, my pussy is all yours." I spread my legs as wide as possible. "Please, Paul, do my pussy again."

After I had another orgasm, he slid a finger inside me. Then he looked at me, "Hanley, your pussy is really slick, I'll bet it's delicious, too."

I guess after MaryLynn told me that Paul was a pussy eater, I was expecting it, but I'd been expecting it for the last hour. Instead, I got orgasm after orgasm.

He must have sensed it. I didn't say anything, but I might have spread my legs even farther apart. "Thank you, Hanley."

Kyle eating me had been the greatest feeling ever. Sucking Kyle's cock had been the most thrilling accomplishment ever.

The next few hours were the most amazing. Paul made love to my pussy with his tongue. He made love to my clitoris with his tongue.

Kyle ate my pussy. Paul made love to my pussy, and then made love to it some more. There's a difference, you know.

He didn't ask, but he had me in such a state, I offered. "Paul, let me suck your cock. I want it."

"Are you sure? I have to tell you, Hanley, you have the most beautiful, the most luscious pussy. I could keep eating it all night."

Ladies, what's a girl to do?

Many of you might say I chose poorly. "Please, Paul, let me suck it. Let me suck your cock." The truth is I wasn't sure that even at eighteen I could take another orgasm. Another of the most intense orgasms ever.

Sometimes when I lived at home, I'd masturbate, then masturbate again and again. I didn't sleep; I just played. The next morning, I'd tell my mother I wasn't feeling well, wasn't going to school, then go back to bed. She went off to work, and I spent the day masturbating. Giving myself so many orgasms. That's how Paul ate me. Orgasm after orgasm.

I'm not sure when it happened, but some time among those orgasms, Paul got naked. Not that that was a surprise. What was a surprise was his cock. I shouldn't have been surprised at how hard it was after eating my pussy, but how big it was.

I mean Paul was a short, scrawny guy. His cock was long, but not nearly as fat as Jamie Harper's. It was skinny. In just a few minutes, I had more cock in my mouth than ever. Yep, with all the practicing I did on Kyle's cock, I was taking more of Paul's than I'd ever taken of Kyle's. The truth was that Paul had a lot more cock to take.

As I told you, I'd practiced a lot on Kyle this past summer and I was now at least in my mind, highly talented. Paul confirmed that, "Hanley, for eighteen-years-old you know your way around a cock. Keep sucking it, just like that," he praised.

I was so pleased. A man, not a boy, told me I was a great cocksucker. Is there higher praise from your lover?

The way Paul's tongue did my pussy, yes, I considered him my lover. My lips went up in down that long, bony shaft as if it was the last one I'd ever get.

Spoiler alert: It wasn't. Throughout my life there were dozens and dozens more, and I enjoyed every one of them. The taste of cum was one of my favorite things. Lots and lots of cum.

Speaking of cum. I considered thirty-eight-year-old Paul an old man. I was surprised his cock got hard, and stayed hard. I was just as shocked when he spurted. Three throbbing big loads filled my mouth. Three throbbing delicious loads. I swallowed all of them. The only disappointed was that there wasn't more.

"Thank you, Paul. You have the most magnificent cock."

"And thank you, Hanley. After what you just did, I can't wait to eat your sweet pussy again, but you know I need a little time."

"I know. Paul, are you going to reward me for the way I sucked your cock?" I giggled.

"Think of it as my selfishness. Getting to eat your luscious pussy is a treat I don't want to share. I'm sure the boys down at Princeton are all over you. I want to make love to you so well that you won't even look at them."

"I have to say, you're off to a good start. Now, get some rest; I'm going to want that cock again soon."

"And my tongue."

"Oh yeah." I snuggled against him. It was only then that I heard MaryLynn in the bedroom next door. I was so engrossed in my own orgasms and in sucking Paul's cock, I didn't even notice, but MaryLynn was getting a good fucking or maybe it was Greg's tongue doing to her what Paul's did to me.

Anyhow, just lying there, I couldn't help but listen. You could say I was eavesdropping. "Greg, baby, keep giving it to MaryLynn's pussy. Your cock, oh Greg, your cock."

So, she was getting fucked.

"Your big cock makes my pussy sing. Fuck me, fuck me just like that. Faster, baby. MaryLynn's pussy wants more. Don't stop, Greg, Please don't stop. I'm coming again. Oh, I'm coming, Greg. I'm coming. Oooooooh, oooooooooh, ooooooooooh, yes, oh, yes."

There was silence for a few minutes. Maybe they were whispering, but the truth was the walls were that thin. I blushed thinking that MaryLynn heard me; heard me begging to suck Paul's cock. I've known MaryLynn since grade school; we didn't have many secrets, but still.

Then I heard her again. It was actually for my benefit, as if I'd be jealous. MaryLynn had always been like that. I mean when we went skinny dipping, she'd always made it a point of wading in waist deep water, showing off her big tits, before most of us even had any.

What I heard loud and clear was: "Greg, did you say you wanted to eat my delicious pussy again?"

"No, I said, I wanted to eat the sweetest, tastiest pussy in the whole world."

After that, all I heard was MaryLynn moaning, and moaning some more. That is until, "Fuck me, Greg. My pussy needs your cock. Your tongue is so good to my pussy. Come up here and fuck me."

"Beg for my cock, MaryLynn. Beg for it."

"I will, Greg, please give it to me."

"In your mouth."

"Greg, please let me suck it. Let me suck your big cock. But one thing, while I'm sucking it, I want you to tell me how much you love eating my pussy. My delicious, tasty pussy. Tell me you just can't get enough of it. I want to make sure that Hanley and Paul next door hear you."

That was MaryLynn.

Anyhow, Paul and I rarely got out of bed that weekend. The fucking was okay, but the pussy eating was other worldly, and to be honest, I loved the cocksucking just as much. On the train back to Princeton, I realized just how sore my lips were.

Twice a month, I'd take the train to Manhattan. Once there, I got undressed, and only put on the barest necessities to eat or if we went out. We rarely went out. I went down; Paul ate out' ate put my pussy. It was a fantastic way to spend a weekend.

Neither of us were disappointed that one weekend when I was scheduled to go to New York, it coincided with my period. "Paul, I'm going to be your little cocksucking slut this weekend," I proudly proclaimed when I got to his apartment. By the time I left Sunday, he had trouble getting hard, and just a few drops of cum dribbled out of his cockhead into my mouth. My lips were sore, but satisfied as I took the train back to Princeton. They were sore even though I found that lube worked almost as well on my lips as on my pussy. I mean what's a girl to do when she's having her period?

It wasn't that I got bored with Paul; oh, no. I just wanted and needed something more.

TO BE CONTINUED

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