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Her name was Adriana Papadopoulos, but even as a kid was called AP by everyone.

She wasn't an attractive girl. He brothers were NFL offensive linemen. AP was built like them.

When she was eighteen, she was almost six feet tall and weighed close to two hundred pounds. Needless to say, there were no dates, no proms, no nothing when it came to boys.

She had fat, flabby thighs; a fat ass, and her over-sized tits were a mass of fat. Worse, her facial features were more like her NFL-playing brothers. What I'm trying to say is that AP was very masculine looking.

She was an excellent student and received a scholarship to a top flight university. She made Dean's List her freshman and sophomore years, but after that sophomore year her parents informed her that they had arranged a marriage for her with Leonidas Michaelides.

She was devastated. The pros to marrying Leonidas was that he was rich, very rich. Private plane, yacht, numerous homes.

The con was that he was five foot five; dancing at their wedding, they looked ridiculous. Secondly, Leonidas was sixty-five-years old, and this was his fourth marriage. As a reminder, AP was twenty-one.

It was a cultural tradition; there was no escape. She accepted her fate.

On their wedding night, AP was a virgin. "Leo, I want to know everything. Teach me everything. I want to be the best wife anyone could ask for."

What could be better for a willing teacher than a willing student?

They fucked and fucked some more. Viagra was the gift that kept on giving. On Leo's private plane on the way to their honeymoon in Greece, Leo showed her videos of rodeos. Specifically, bull riding. "AP, like the bulls, you need to try to throw me off. You can't, but the fun is trying."

A good bull rider lasted eight second, and although AP tried, Leo lasted far longer than eight seconds, nor eight minutes. He went on and on until AP begged him to cum. Leo, for his age, could fuck and fuck. To his great joy, he was fucking twenty-one-year-old pussy.

By the time they got back from Greece, the novice AP was, according to Leo, a great, great fuck. In addition to his wives, he'd fucked prostitutes around the world. AP was almost as good and every time seemed to get better.

Leo also introduced her to the joys of fellatio. She loved it; she loved it when she finally took Leo's majestic cock all the way down her throat. It happened the night after Leo brought her to his family's ancestral home in Greece. She loved the feeling of the warmth of his cum in her mouth and down her throat. They celebrated with champagne. Cum with a champagne chaser became her drink of choice.

It was a wonderful month-long honeymoon of fucking and sucking.

Back home in Boston, Leo insisted on taking her to a salon called Intimate Waxing. AP had never done much in the way of grooming. Like the rest of her, AP's bush was huge.

The woman in the salon was very professional; saying little, but she did say, "I've found that when a man brings his wife or girlfriend here, he loves her very much and the loving gets even better."

She wasn't wrong. A few days later, Leo introduced her to cunnilingus. It was the greatest thing ever; or so AP thought. Right along with fucking and sucking.

As for Leo, He found that she had big fat labia and a clitoris like a small penis, which he sucked; bringing AP unimaginable joy. Leo, not only had considerable skill, but he had years and years of experience. "AP, you know I was married before."

"Four times."

"But you have the sweetest pussy ever," he said with his face between her legs.

"Leo, I think you need to taste it again just to make sure." She pushed his head back into her pussy and giggled.

It was a magical year and then AP was a widow.

It wasn't all the fucking; in fact, Leo was at a business meeting in London and was found dead alone in his hotel suite. AP was home In Boston.

It would change twenty-two-year-old AP's life forever.

TO BE CONTINUED

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