How Eating Pussy Saved My Life

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I was a late bloomer, more obsessed with video games than women. Sure, I jacked off like any other guy but I wasn’t really good at talking to girls and so high school came and went uneventfully. I was still a virgin as I entered college and I didn’t really like it, I just didn’t see any way out of it. Women weren’t exactly lining up to try and fuck me. In fact, I hadn’t even gotten so much as a kiss or a blowjob.

Instead of trying to get out there and make things happen I became even more reclusive, playing more and more video games and doing less and less in life. My parents were starting to bitch at me about moving out and getting a real job since I was already failing out of college. I hadn’t been applying myself in school and it showed. I went to register for classes, mostly to get my parents off of my back about the job thing only to find that there was a hold on my registration.

I called the school, pissed off that I was having to take extra time out of my day to deal with registering. My parents had threatened to kick me out if I failed out of college. I couldn’t deal with actually being responsible and so when the lady on the phone told me I had to come in to speak with a counselor, I was angry but I did it.

The counselor’s name was Erika Zuniga. She was an older blonde lady with a really nice ass. I popped a boner the minute I saw her turn around and walk me to her office. I looked around, hoping that no one had seen my erection and I was lucky everyone was busy doing other things. I managed to get my dick under control as I sat down in the chair across from her desk.

“So, it says here that you have failed all four courses you have taken so far. What’s going on?” Mrs. Zuniga looked at me like she actually gave a shit about me and for the first time in a long time I felt like someone actually did care. It was nice.

“Yeah, I’ve been struggling to get my work done. I don’t have any real reason. Well, video games. I play a lot of those.” I hung my head shamefully but secretly hoped that Mrs. Zuniga would have something that might help me. Maybe she could explain to me why I was being such a loser and tell me how to stop. The truth was, I hated myself. I thought I was a loser and that I didn’t have anything going for me.

“Well, learning how to be responsible for your own education can be difficult,” she explained. “I think I know how to help you if you’re open to making some changes.”

“Yeah! I mean, I want to do well I just feel like I get lazy. I guess I don’t really want to grow up. I’m scared.” I couldn’t believe the words that had just come out of my mouth. canlı bahis Truth be told, I wasn’t sure why I had said that to her. I hadn’t even told my own family what I had just told her. I guess sometimes telling a stranger seems safer.

“What are you scared of?”

“I’m scared that I’m behind and I’m never going to catch up.”

“Give me an example.”

I couldn’t think of a single thing and so what came out of my mouth next wasn’t planned. It just slipped out. “Well, I’m a virgin. I haven’t even kissed a girl. I haven’t done oral. I haven’t had sex. I feel like I’m still a kid sometimes, like I’m behind.” I put my head in my hands, not because I was embarrassed, even though I was but because I was telling her the truth. I hadn’t ever said this out loud to anyone but her.

“There’s nothing wrong with being a virgin,” she began and then stopped when she saw the look on my face.

“I just wish a woman would give me a chance, you know? I’m a nice guy. I want to please women. I want to do good in school. I just feel like they are connected, like if I lost my virginity everything else would fall into place.”

“I think you may be right about that,” Mrs. Zuniga looked thoughtful. She was twirling a lock of her blonde hair on her index finger and tapping her foot nervously. I hoped I hadn’t made her nervous or uncomfortable. I hadn’t meant to do that.

“I know this is weird of me to talk about but I really think that this is the thing holding me back. What do you think I should do?”

“Honestly?”

“Yeah.”

“Off the record, I’m not your school counselor right now, okay? Off the record, I think you need to look for an older woman.”

“An older woman? Why?” I asked. I hadn’t thought about this.

“Because they are more likely to be willing to give you a chance.”

“I don’t know any older women.”

“How about me?”

“You? You would have sex with me?”

“Well, I’d probably let you eat my pussy just to get you some experience.”

“Holy shit!” I said, my excitement getting the best of me. My cock was so hard it could have cut diamonds. “When?”

“Lock the door. Let’s do this now.”

“Okay,” my voice cracked a bit and I watched as Mrs. Zuniga hiked up her skirt and pulled her panties off. She placed them on her desk in a neat pile and spread her legs.

“Come right here, on your knees. Now, you can’t tell anyone that I did this favor for you. I’m only doing this for you because you said you think it will help you progress in college. If I find out that you aren’t doing well in your classes, I won’t let you do this ever bahis siteleri again. Okay?”

“Okay,” I agreed. I was staring at her pussy, which was bald and actually very cute. I guess I hadn’t given much thought to what an older woman’s pussy would look like but this was somehow better than I had expected. I wasn’t sure what to do and so I touched her pussy with one of my fingers and tried to part the lips. I compared her pussy to the hundreds of porn stars that I had watched. Why hadn’t I watched more pussy eating videos?

I had no clue what I was doing as I bent down and gently licked the folds of her pussy. I looked up at her and she smiled down at me expectantly.

“Lick it, Brody.”

“Okay,” I agreed and I began to lash my tongue against her pussy with quick thrusts that I imagined would feel good.

“No, no, no! Try going slower,” she coached me. “Start here and then lick this way,” she indicated with her finger. I followed her directions and I could instantly feel the difference. She was responding to me now. I added my tongue on what I thought was her clit but I couldn’t be sure. I was scared. I didn’t want to be that guy that was hammering his tongue on the wrong spot. I wiggled my tongue around a bit, hoping to catch the spot that made her pussy feel good. I felt like I was failing.

“Maybe we should try me sitting on your face,” she suggested and I was relieved. I couldn’t fuck this up if she was rubbing her pussy on me. Could I? I was still on my knees as she queened me. I could taste her unique and delicious taste as she descended upon my mouth with her perfect pussy. My guidance counselor rode my face, working her flesh over the contours of my face to get herself off.

Nothing in my life had been quite this amazing. She was panting and trying her best not to make any noise as I straightened my tongue out and let her glide over it with her clit. I could see where her clit was now as she massaged herself with my tongue. I let her use me how she needed to until she had cum hard. I could feel her legs shaking as she collapsed back into her office chair.

“That was great!”

“I’m not done!” I parted her legs and with more confidence this time, I buried my face into her pussy. My fingers found her hole and I worked them inside as my tongue focused on the sensitivity of her clitoris. I was happy I had figured out where it was so I could rock her world. I wiggled my tongue on her clit a bit and she seemed to like that but I wanted to try and suck on it as I’d seen in porn. I tried so hard to get that little bead of flesh into my mouth, but it wasn’t easy. bahis şirketleri I finally had it and I began to suck.

“Holy shit! Oh my God!” Mrs. Zuniga was being much too loud. The counseling offices were tiny and you could easily hear what was happening in the adjacent offices. I didn’t want her to get in trouble but I did want her to finish her orgasm and so I kept going until I could tell that she couldn’t handle anymore. I pulled my mouth from her pussy and wiped her juices from my face with the back of my hand.

“You were being a bit too noisy,” I informed her.

“You sure that was your first time eating pussy?” she asked.

“Yeah. I mean, I’ve watched porn and stuff but that was my first time.”

“How would you like to do it again sometime?” she asked.

“For real? I’d love that!”

“Maybe we can even work our way up to sex too if I know I can trust you.”

“You can trust me.”

“I’ll tell you what? I’ll lift your hold on your registration if you promise to eat me out once a week.”

“Okay!”

“You also have to pass the classes you enroll in this term. If you don’t, you will be kicked out of the college and that means no more pussy from me. Do you understand?”

“So what you’re saying is that if I don’t pass my classes I don’t get to have sex with you anymore?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. You understand, Brody?”

“Yeah! I understand. I won’t let you down.”

“I know you won’t. I have another appointment waiting but do you think you could do that thing where you suck on my clit one last time?”

“Yeah, I can.” I got down on my knees and I gave Mrs. Zuniga another orgasm.

That semester was a turning point for me. I stopped by the counseling office more than once a week to get Mrs. Zuniga off. Eventually, she let me start fucking her and she even let me fuck her in the ass sometimes. She gave amazing blowjobs that I’ll never forget and I actually started passing my classes. By the time I graduated, Mrs. Zuniga and I were familiar lovers. I found out that she was married and that I was just a little fun she enjoyed on the side.

I didn’t mind being her side fun. In fact, eating Mrs. Zuniga’s pussy saved my life. Before her pussy, I had been a loser with no direction. I had been failing out of college and giving up on life. After eating her pussy, I had a purpose. Having a pussy to lick and fuck was the real game-changer for me and that’s the only reason I am where I am today. Today I am a successful accountant and I’m also an amazing pussy eater. My wife thinks I’m awesome at eating pussy and I’m pretty sure it’s the main reason she married me. We have two kids together and who knows if they would even have been born if Mrs. Zuniga hadn’t taken a special interest in me. I’ll never forget her sweet pussy and how eating it saved me.

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