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Addiction can be a terrible thing, but in my case, I think you might agree that it took me to unexpected places and pleasures.

My name is Andy Ellsworth. I didn't have my first sexual experience until I was in college. My first Charlotte Fortunato. was a senior. We ended up in the same class because she failed Microeconomics, and needed it to graduate.

I don't want to brag, but the course was easy for me; in fact, much of the stuff that was covered. I'd learned in my senior year in high school. I agreed to help Charlotte; she agreed that it was only fair that she help me lose my virginity.

Of course, like any eighteen-year-old, that first time, was not enough. Charlotte agreed. After an hour or so of Microeconomics, we'd spend an hour or two in bed. "Like that, Andy. Fuck me like that."

Three weeks later, "Andy, if we're going to keep doing this, you're going to have to give me what I need."

Naïve me, thought I was.

I wasn't. Charlotte introduced me to pussy eating.

After that first time, Charlotte didn't have to insist. I was an enthusiastic fan of cunnilingus. A very enthusiastic fan.

It became a prelude to every time we fucked. We forgot about Microeconomics. Thankfully, Charlotte passed.

There was pussy eating and there was fucking. Two months later, Charlotte gave me my first blowjob.

I've learned since that I'm different from most guys. Of course, I like a good blowjob, and who doesn't like a good fucking, but for me, I prefer eating pussy.

I learned later that a lot of young guys don't like it, don't know how or they haven't yet acquired a taste for pussy.

To my surprise, I found that a lot of young women; eighteen-year-olds and up to their early twenties don't like it or aren't ready for it. There's this thing in our society where girls are taught their pussy smells funny or tastes funny. For me, words like exquisite and delicious come to mind.

Let me repeat that so you're clear: I LOVE EATING PUSSY.

After Charlotte graduated, I dated other women. Many were one-night stands. They were one-night stands because many college girls were, like I said, not quite ready for pussy eating. Some fucked my brains out; even on our first date, but when I suggested that I use my tongue.

"No, Andy. Please, just fuck me."

Sometimes, there were second and third dates, but only because I waited to suggest pussy eating. Not to say the fucking wasn't good, but I'd hold her by the ankles, with her legs spread wide, watching my cock go in and out, looking forward to getting my tongue in there.

However, there were enough girls who were willing so that I dated pretty much all the time through college and if I do say so myself, became fairly proficient. Charlotte had taught me well.

I made no effort to get involved in a relationship. At the time it seemed too complicated. Besides, if you've ever been on the campus of a large university, there's so much pussy running around. Why limit yourself to one?

After college, I took a job in the home office of an investment house.

I didn't date any women I worked with, but there were women who worked for other companies in our forty-story building. There were other buildings in the same general vicinity. There were three or four bars where young professionals like myself met for happy hour on Friday after work.

Not all the time, but frequently enough, I ended up with some woman about my age for a romp in bed. Sometimes, these women were receptive to pussy eating, other times not. "Andy, what a wonderful idea, but my pussy has been aching all week for a good fucking."

Or

"Andy, I've never let a guy do that. Why don't we just fuck?"

I had the same thoughts as I had in college; looking around those happy hour bars, why get involved in a relationship and limit yourself to one, when there was so much pussy available?

TO BE CONTINUED

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