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To his surprise, the old lady, Mrs. Ferguson, answered the door naked. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

Compared to Melissa Crawford, Mrs. Ferguson was one of the most unattractive women he'd ever seen.

Because he was smart and handsome, girls flocked to him; willingly taking off their clothes and spreading their legs. Only Melissa hung around for more than a few dates. None of those girls looked anything like Mrs. Ferguson. I'm not talking about just skin color or age. The girls Quinn attractive were gorgeous. Like Melissa and Cindy.

He gulped as he looked her up and down. "Yes, ma'am." But he was thinking what did I get myself into.

"Well then, follow me." Mrs. Ferguson led him to her bedroom. "Young man, if you're going to please this girl, what's her name, Melissa? You're going to have to learn to eat her pussy, but you can start with my vajajay. Vivian Ferguson's vajayjay is yours if you want it."

If Quinn thought that girls like Melissa had ugly pussies, imagine what he thought of old Mrs. Ferguson's old black pussy. As a reminder, Mrs. Ferguson's bush had tight black curls; her pussy lips were thick and blacker than her thighs; her open hole was pinker than pink. Not just that, above her pussy, her stomach was wrinkled from stretch marks.

Quinn thought it was ugly. The blondes, brunets and redheads that Quinn had attempted to fuck either had, like Melissa, just whisps of pubic hair on their pubic bone, a landing strip or waxed or shaved it all off. Like I said, he thought they were nasty, hideous, unsightly, repulsive.

He thought the same about Mrs. Ferguson's pussy as he got on his knees.

"It doesn't bite, Quinn."

"I-I-I know," he said as he tentatively stuck out his tongue. He could feel the bile rising in the back of his throat.

Mrs. Ferguson pushed his head forward; forward into her big black bush. "Enjoy my fragrance, Quinn. Get used to it, and I'm sure you'll like my taste. Go ahead."

Not that he had a choice as she held his head. The smell and taste wasn't as disgusting as he imagined.

"Until I'm satisfied that you're ready, I strongly suggest that you stay away from Melissa. When I see her, I'll tell her."

It took three weeks, five days a week of pussy eating before Mrs. Ferguson was satisfied that Quinn was worthy of Melissa's time. "Like that, Quinn, eat my pussy. Show me how much you love to eat it. Don't just go through the motions; I'll know and so will Melissa and any other girl you're with."

Interspersed were hours and hours where Mrs. Ferguson jerked him off, encouraging him to wait and wait before cumming. It took another two weeks of fucking and sucking before she was satisfied that he was a tolerate lover. "You have a magnificent cock, but you need to learn how to use it. Not yet, not yet. Don't cum just yet." She was slowly jerking him off.

Melissa Crawford waited patiently for Mrs. Ferguson to complete Quinn's training. She didn't even masturbate.

Ever since she started having sex; less than six months ago, when she turned eighteen, she'd loved the feeling of a cock in her pussy. Some of those high school guys had fucked her good. Then she met Quinn McDougall. At eighteen he could have been on the cover of GQ, and when she got his cock out of his pants, she was thrilled. "Quinn, you're so big and so hard. I can't wait for you to fuck me. My pussy is so ready."

Then there was only disappointment, but given the size of his cock, and how handsome he was, Melissa gave him another chance, and then another.

Like with Cindy and me, Mrs. Ferguson made her bed available to Quinn and Melissa.

Quinn's tongue was insatiable. Melissa begged repeatedly for him to fuck her. When he did, she went wild; her ass, hips, legs moved uncontrollably. Mrs. Ferguson, using her own guest room heard her and smiled. Mrs. Ferguson's neighbors heard her moans. They'd heard similar sounds coming from the old black lady's home before.

It was Mrs. Ferguson who taught Quinn to be insatiable. "Don't stop, Quinn, keep eating me. Eat Vivian's vajayjay."

In the morning, although she'd never given a blowjob, Melissa Crawford wouldn't take Quinn's cock out of her mouth. It may have been her first blowjob, but not her last. However, for Melissa there was nothing like Quinn's big cock filling her pussy.

Although it was only talked about it whispers, over the next few years, numerous guys in town when they turned eighteen, turned to Mrs. Ferguson.

TO BE CONTINUED

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