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Donaldson's pussy all night long. It was well after midnight, before we fucked. However, my mind was already thinking of Noreen Childress.

Noreen Childress was almost sixty and looked it. To my dismay, Cheri told me she was married, but her husband's cock had been dead for ten years and it had been since their honeymoon almost forty years ago that his tongue showed any interest in her pussy.

"I'm staying with Diane this weekend. Noreen will meet you at my place. Doug, I know Noreen from our church, the African Methodist Episcopal Church. As Diane told you she's the sweetest person," she smiled.

I was sure I understood what she meant by sweet.

Noreen Childress was petite, but her breasts looked like they belonged on a woman who weighed fifty pounds more. "Doug, I'm not one to beat around the bush. You know why I came here; I know why you came here. She took my hand and led me to Cheri's bedroom.

Unlike, Cheri Martin, Noreen Childress didn't hesitate. She was getting undressed as we walked to Cheri's bedroom. "Doug, I haven't felt a man's touch in ages. I'm yours; whatever you'd like."

"Noreen," I said as I undressed, "Cheri and Diane told me you have something I'm going to enjoy."

Shortly we were under the covers. My hand went to those tits. To say they were massive would be an understatement. Huge, black with areolas the color of café au lait, and nipples as big as quarters. "Noreen, they're beautiful."

"You should have seen them when I was young. They were firm then."

"I like them just the way they are." I kissed them all over but my mouth gravitated to those nipples.

Meanwhile, Noreen was playing with my cock. "I forgot that it doesn't take much for young men to get hard."

"I think it's these fabulous titties," I said as my tongue circled her areola.

"Doug, you can play with them all you want, but you know and I know what you really want. She pushed my head down. She didn't get any resistance.

I don't pretend to know anything about women's anatomy. The last biology course I took was in high school.

What I was faced with was a very neatly trimmed bush, but Noreen's pussy was already open. For a small woman, albeit with huge tits, she had a huge pussy. I mean over the next twenty minutes I discovered a pussy hole so big that I could fit my whole face in it.

Not only was Noreen's pussy big, but it was glistening even before my tongue started. I didn't think it was as tasty as Cheri's or Diane's, but it was certainly sweet. Oh yeah, sweet.

"Hmmm, Diane and Cheri said you had a great tongue. They weren't wrong. Keep eating me. Eat me, Doug. Hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmm."

For such a big pussy, Noreen had the smallest clitoris. It was hard to find, but when I did, it was so sensitive. It didn't take long: "Awwwwww, awwwwww, awwwwww, awwwww, Doug, Doug, Doug. Awwwwww, my pussy, my pussy. Your tongue, Doug, awwwwwwwww, your tongue is so good to me. Please keep eating me."

I wasn't about to stop. I did, however, stick my tongue in her pussy hole; her huge pussy hole; her huge, tasty pussy hole. I loved her taste; loved how slick and wet she was.

"No, no, Doug, do my clitoris. You know what that does to me."

Diane had taught me to take instructions. Actually Mrs. Donaldson taught little Dougie Fineman to take instructions. "That's it Doug, do my clitoris. Do it good. Awwww, awwwww, awwwwwww, oh God, Doug, I'm coming again. Awwwww, awwwwww, yes, yes, yes."

It wasn't until almost midnight that Noreen insisted, "Doug, my pussy needs your cock. You need to fuck me."

Actually, she fucked me. "I like to be on top so I can rub my titties in your face. You do like my titties?"

Noreen was an incredible fuck. That huge pussy hole easily swallowed up my cock. I was certain the way those big tits were bouncing they had to hurt. I was certain when Noreen put those big tits in my face, I was going to suffocate. It was a great fuck.

In the morning, I wanted more of those tits. "Doug, you can have them, but I want your tongue." It was a match made in heaven. Tits and pussy for breakfast. Noreen got what she wanted too. There was something about these older women and cock sucking. Damn, she could suck.

Late Saturday night, "Doug, I'd like to fuck your face." In moments my face was covered by that big pussy and Noreen was riding it. "Oh yeah, Doug, oh yeah, give me that tongue. Lick my pussy, lick it good." No one had a better tasting pussy than Noreen, but I'm not into comparing.

During the week, I saw Diane. "I'm certain that you had a good time with Noreen's pussy, but Doug I have to tell you, Cheri and I had the best time. I pretended I was you and Cheri told me how she liked her pussy eaten. Then Cheri pretended she was little Dougie Fineman and ate Mrs. Donaldson's pussy. Doug, Cheri ate and ate just like you. It was marvelous."

Later that week, Noreen, Cheri and Diane met for dinner, "damn, that boy can eat pussy. I know you're responsible for that, Diane. I'd like to thank you, maybe tonight?" She smiled.

"Oh Noreen. Nobody knows how to thank me like you do."

"Let's not be so circumspect, Diane. You have the sweetest pussy. My tongue never can get enough of it."

Diane started to sing the Lionel Ritchie song, "All Night Long."

"Oh yeah, baby. Noreen wants your pussy all night long."

"Don't forget, Noreen, with me it's never a one-way street."

"Diane, why don't you give Doug a call? The way you two are talking has my pussy wet. Doug knows how to take care of that," Cheri said.

Noreen and Diane spent the weekend together and I had the pleasure of Cheri's pussy. She was as amazing as the first time.

For the next few months, we had an informal rotation: one weekend I was with Diane, then with Cheri, then with Noreen. There was fucking and cocksucking, but mostly there was pussy eating.

Like I said, I'm not going to compare but I'll say this: "I loved being little Dougie Fineman and spending hours and hours on my knees pleasing Mrs. Donaldson's pussy."

Once in a while they arranged a "date" with another woman. Sometimes it was a white woman and sometimes it was a member of Cheri and Noreen's African Methodist Episcopal Church.

By this time, you should know that race didn't matter to me: pussy was pussy. As it turned out that wasn't true.

A year later, I spent a weekend with Theresa, a member of the African Methodist Episcopal Church and a teaching colleague of Diane's. She was a delight in bed; a great fuck, an incredible cocksucker and with a pussy I could eat ‘all night long' and did.

I admitted to Noreen, Cheri and Diane that I'd do Theresa again. "Anytime."

Shortly thereafter I met with Noreen, Cheri and Diane. "Ladies, I've come to a decision and I have a confession. Diane, I love eating you; I love what you taught me about eating pussy . . ."

"But?"

I turned to Cheri and Noreen, "I just can't get enough of black pussy."

They smiled.

"Diane, I know you think I'm an excellent pussy eater, but I know when I'm eating Noreen and Cheri, I'm much better and my cock gets way harder and stays harder a lot longer."

"Diane, I have to tell you," Cheri said, "his tongue does things to me that only on your best nights you and Noreen do."

"Yeah, and then he does it again and again," Noreen added with a big smile. "Theresa is still walking on air and Doug ate her a month ago. She's ready for more of Doug's tongue."

"Noreen, does Doug cum while he's eating you? Once in a while he does when his tongue is in my pussy."

"Oh yeah. It doesn't happen every time we're together, but when it does, it's the greatest thing. Imagine my old pussy doing that to a young man?"

I became a member of the African Methodist Episcopal Church. Most weekends I spent on my knees eating Cheri or Noreen. There was no jealousy. "Noreen, after what Doug does to my pussy, I need time to recuperate. He's all yours next weekend."

Noreen laughed, "I get undressed, lay on top of the bed with my legs spread and Doug gets busy. He tells me he has a feast on my black pussy. There's no quit in his tongue."

I wasn't the only white person at the church but over the next few years I became one of the most popular. Noreen and Cheri introduced me to other members of the congregation.

"Doug, this is Candy." Then she'd whisper in my ear, "She teachers 4th grade. She won't be happy unless she has your cock in her mouth." Cheri told me.

"But what about her pussy?"

"My tongue has had the pleasure. She's just like her name. We 69'd a lot when I was with her. You might try that."

Candy and I spent almost the entire weekend 69ing. She was just like her name: delicious. Cheri wasn't wrong; Candy hated it when my cock wasn't in her mouth.

Or "Doug, this is Renata." Then Cheri would whisper, "I haven't had the pleasure yet, but Noreen has. Renata has a pussy so sweet that Noreen had an orgasm just eating it. When I retired, she took over my classroom."

More than once in church, Theresa sat next to me and whispered. "I know this is church, Doug, but when can my pussy and your tongue have a date?"

Cheri took a page from Diane's book. One night we were in bed, "Would little Dougie Fineman like to show Mrs. Martin that he's her good boy?" She pushed my head down.

Speaking of Diane, with all the black pussy I was getting, we didn't see each other as often, but we made it a point to get together on special occasions. I brought her flowers, "Doug, they're lovely and they smell so good, but not as good as another fragrance you like." She dragged me to bed.

At Christmas, as soon as I walked in the door, Diane was on her knees. "I think my Christmas present is in here. She was unzipping my pants.

Other than that, rarely a weekend by without my tongue in some delicious black pussy. Usually, a school teacher or a retired school teacher.

THE END

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