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The First Countess von Pfeiffer, a well-educated woman in a period where women generally weren't education, was seduced by a wealthy businessman. She was twenty-two. Like almost all women of the time, her virginity on her wedding night was one of the most important things in her life.

The businessman, fifty-eight-year-old Umberto Schlister, knowing this used his tongue. She went wild, humping, moaning, screaming with joy as he gently massaged her most sensitive spot; one she didn't know existed. It was all a first for her.

Herr Schlister, for his part found her pussy intoxicating. In today's parlance he ate and ate and the young Countess came and came. She did not resist when he mounted her. In fact, she was begging for more; more of what she didn't know what. He was a man; he gave her what she wanted.

Between his tongue and his cock, the Countess could not have been anymore thrilled. Losing her virginity was a small price to pay for the fucking Herr Schlister gave her.

Of course, she couldn't lose her virginity again, but "Umberto, please can you fuck me again?"

Umberto was part of a small, secret society of wealthy business and government men. some royalty from throughout Europe, who discovered they had something in common; they all were deformed: they all had long, fat cocks. Although intrigued, many women were turned off by the pain their manhood caused them during intercourse. They wanted nothing to do with those men. Nothing.

Many of those same women changed their minds when they found that in addition to their incredible manhood, these men demonstrated that they had very skilled tongues, too.

After that first time, the First Countess, Adele von Pfeiffer was not fearful of his monster cock. She could not get enough of it. Not knowing that it took men time to recover, the young woman wanted it again and again. Wanted it to fill her pussy all the time. That's when Umberto Schlister invited a friend and then another and another to join him. The Countess did not reject them.

When he recommended his Sicilian friend Eduardo Minelli to her, she couldn't wait. The fucking was like nothing before. "Madam, the way to get me excited again," he suggested "is with your mouth." Thus, the First Countess von Pfeiffer was introduced to fellatio.

Remember I mentioned that the first time Umberto Schlister used his tongue, she went crazy with joy? And that she had that same reaction when he took her virginity with his long, fat cock? She went just as wild when she sucked Mr. Minelli's cock for the first time.

By that time, there were five men who she'd been intimate with. Intimate with their tongues; intimate with fucking them. She insisted that she become intimate with those long, fat cocks in her mouth.

Some of the men in that secret society were at an age where they could no longer, shall we call it perform. However, unlike their cocks, their tongues still worked. The Countess found it ungracious to deny them that pleasure.

Over the next few years, she became intimate with over a dozen members of this secret society. It was Roberto Modesto of Madrid who suggested that the Countess start a school where unsuspected young women could be educated, but also where Madam von Pfeiffer might find young, virginal women, who were susceptible to seduction.

They provided the funding, construction, hiring of female faculty and advertising for the school. Liechtenstein was chosen because Vaduz was a major railway hub and the country was neutral and in central Europe.

Those men helped the Countess learn the art of seduction. Licking an eighteen-year-old pussy was a small price for her to pay for the rewards that followed.

For example, in 1910, the Countess introduced Andre Fanteau of Bordeaux to the young, virginal and very beautiful eighteen-year-old Heidi Schuman. Mr. Fanteau, in his sixties, never tasted a more delicious pussy. He ate and ate. Like the Countess, Heidi came and came, and begged for more. More of what she wasn't sure. Heidi didn't resist when he mounted her. Not even knowing what she was doing, Heidi was a fuck like none other.

When, Andre introduced her to fucking while on top, she was a wild woman, riding his cock mercilessly. For a man his age, to have her perfect tits in his face and her young juicy pussy sliding up and down his shaft was beyond even what he received when he visited prostitutes.

I tell you this because as a reward, Andre Fanteau and his business associate, Jean Mattison, invited Countess von Pfeiffer to their private retreat in the Swiss mountains. There their tongues ravished her; she fucked Andre with her mouth, while Jean fucked her like a dog. For a moment her brain did some calculations, "I must have almost sixteen inches of man meat inside me," she smiled as her lips slid up and down Andre's shaft, and her ass shook while Jean slammed in and out of her from behind.

Later, she reveled in sucking Jean's cock with Andre sitting nearby cheering her on. "Countess, watching you has my cock almost ready," Andre told her, "but first, I'm going to want a taste of your delicious pussy. You know how hard that makes me."

Returning to Vaduz, Countess von Pfeiffer did not leave her bedroom for over a week. She was still in orgasmic bliss. ‘All I have to do is provide men like Andre and Jean with girls like Heidi Schuman to have men fawn over me like this,' she thought.

It wasn't all that hard to seduce eighteen-year-old girls. Since they were in the Finishing School's grade school, she had molded the girls to trust her. Now, as she surveyed the roster of eighteen-year-old seniors, she found a number of likely candidates.

Looking at younger girls, she noted a few who she would give particular attention as she prepared them for when they turned eighteen.

One name stood out among the seniors, was eighteen-year-old Dina Hotchkiss, a dark-haired beauty from England. The headmistress made a point of observing the girls in the locker room after their physical education class. There was nothing unusual about that. After all the girls were her responsibility.

Out of the corner of her eye, she surveyed Miss Hotchkiss. Busty, like those men liked them. She smiled thinking of Ole Aronson, one of those influential businessmen and investors in the Finishing School. His tongue was magical; it had the Countess demanding his cock. He liked it when she rode his huge cock. Liked to play with her tits, while she rode him. He'd love Dina's young firm ones. Countess von Pfeiffer liked riding his face after he'd finished. "Ole, you do love Adele's juicy pussy, don't you?" She smiled as she slid up and rubbed her thick bush in his face.

That was five years ago, but the Countess was still indebted to him for his financial generosity and his tongue that could not get enough of her pussy. Still could not get enough of her pussy.

After some coaching from the Countess; coached on having her virginal vagina adored by the Countess' tongue, Miss Dina Hotchiss was the willing guest of Ole Aronson. "Mr. Aronson, the headmistress said that I should trust you to be gentle as I graduate from being a girl to a woman. Would you like me to undress for you?"

"Miss Hotchkiss, would you like to undress for me? Are you ready?"

"Ummmmm, I'm a little nervous, but Madam von Pfeiffer prepared me for this moment." She started unbuttoning her dress.

Sixty-three-year-old Old Aronson sat back, amused. You would think that he'd be excited at the sight of this young girl getting naked right before his eyes.

He wasn't. Four years ago, no matter the incentive; no matter the woman, even his favorite fellatio professional, Ole could no longer perform.

It had taken some time, but he'd discovered new found joy in pussy eating. Countess Adele von Pfeiffer, through hours of training, improved his skill a thousand times.

When young Dina stood naked before him, "the Countess told me you were lovely, but Miss Hotchkiss, you are a rare beauty."

"Thank you, Mr. Aronson. I'm a little embarrassed, but she told me that I should proudly show you my secret garden." She sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs.

"Lovely isn't a strong enough word to describe what I'm looking at. I've never seen a more beautiful pussy or as you called it, your secret garden."

Dina Hotchkiss blushed.

"Miss Hotchkiss, if you don't mind, my old eyes don't see like they used to. Would you mind if I took a closer look?"

"Ummmm, Mr. Aronson, if you really want to." As Ole Aronson got on his knees between her legs, young Dina spread her legs farther apart. "Is that better?"

"Oh my, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Miss Hotchkiss, I just can't help myself, please let me kiss it; kiss your secret garden."

"Countess von Pfeiffer told me that if you begged me to let you kiss it, I should let you. Are you begging, Mr. Aronson?" She laughed.

"Please, Miss Hotchkiss, I'd give just about anything to give your pussy a kiss."

"Well, since you said please."

As the Countess advised her, Dina Hotchkiss did not regret allowing Mr. Ole Aronson to give her secret garden a kiss.

As you can imagine, it wasn't just a kiss; it was an hour-long kiss. It was an hour-long tongue kiss. Madam von Pfeiffer could have told her that Ole Aronson had a magical tongue, but Dina would not have understood; she had to experience it for herself.

She did, oh, she did. "Mr. Aronson, oh, Mr. Aronson, keep kissing my secret garden. It's all yours, Mr. Aronson, make my secret garden yours. I never want you to stop. Ooooooooooh, it's happening again. Please, Mr. Aronson make it happen again."

He mumbled, "Miss Hotchkiss, are you begging me to kiss your secret garden?"

"Yes. Oh yes. Please Mr. Aronson. I beg of you keep doing what you're doing."

Over the next few months, the Countess made Dina available to five members of the secret society. One, Eric VanderPol, whispered in her ear as soon as the door to his home closed behind her, "Miss Hotchkiss, I've heard that you have a very special secret garden; a delicious secret garden."

She still blushed and was embarrassed. "I guess my secret garden isn't so secret anymore."

It was Mr. VanderPol, a month after their first ‘date', who took her virginity; but not in the traditional sense. "Miss Hotchkiss, like women, men carry around a secret in their pants." He said this after his tongue had taken her to places she couldn't explain. Places like Ole Aronson took her,

"Yes, Mr. VanderPol, show me. The girls in the dorm whisper about boys, but I've never seen one."

The forty-eight-year-old took off his pants and underwear. He was standing in front of her. "Oh, it's so much bigger than I expected. It's like the Egyptian obelisks in my Art books."

"Why don't you get on your knees and take a good ,look at it?"

She did and was in awe. "May I touch it, Mr. VanderPol, please?"

"Better yet, just like I kiss your not-so-secret garden, why don't you kiss it."

That's how Dina Hotchkiss lost her mouth's virginity. She was infatuated. As you can probably guess, she didn't just kiss it. With some instruction from Eric VanderPol, an hour later, she was taking it in and out of her mouth. "Hmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmm." Dina looked up at him; her eyes were smiling.

Usually, these encounters lasted an evening with girls like Dina returning to her dorm. After all, they had school the next day.

Dina Hotchkiss stayed with Mr. VanderPol for three days. Three days on her knees. Three days, spent mostly learning a skill that stayed with her all her life. Three days, with his long, fat cock rarely out of her mouth.

It was just a week later that the now seventy-three-year-old Countess Adele von Pfeiffer invited Mr. VanderPol to her home. "Eric, I understand that you have been entertaining and been entertained by Miss Hotchkiss."

"Adele, she's a marvel."

"Yes, isn't she delicious? Now, Eric, in the past, you've told me that my pussy is delicious. I think you need to remind yourself just how delicious my pussy is."

Mr. VanderPol didn't leave the von Pfeiffer home for the next few days. Mr. VanderPol did not get off his knees for most of the next few days. "Madam, your pussy is more luscious than I remember."

"More luscious than young Miss Hotchkiss, Eric?"

"I'm not sure. Let me taste it again."

She pushed his head forward. "That's my good boy. Show Madam, how grateful you are for sending Miss Hotchkiss' pussy to you.

It was a fait accompli that Adele's daughter, Beatrix, the Second Countess von Pfeiffer would carry on the family business and tradition.

TO BE CONTINUED

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