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Narducci, I just have to see you again.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Do I have to say it over the phone? I think you know.”

“A girl likes to hear it.”

“I told you that there has never been a sweeter pussy. I’ve fantasized about it every night since I last saw you. Please, Marjorie.”

He wasn’t the only one to beg. She liked that. For all her academic accomplishments there was nothing better than a man on his knees, using his tongue to worship her pussy. “Hmmmmm, hmmmmmmm, so delicious. Thank you, Marjorie.”

Shortly after being appointment president, Marjorie heard rumors about a secret sex club on campus and members of her faculty were the ringleaders. There was gossip that among those leaders was Marcus Aurelius Harpston who apparently had something in his pants that women craved. Besides, apparently, he also had a very skillful tongue. Just what she needed.

She checked with HR about Marcus and then called him into her office.

“Professor, we haven’t formally been introduced, but I was reviewing your CV. Very impressive. However, the state has a mandatory retirement age of sixty-five, why are you still here? You’re sixty-eight, right?”

“Ummmm, your predecessor gave me an exemption. He didn’t mention that Marjorie Narducci’s predecessor’s mouth could never get enough of his cock and neither could her pussy. Dr. Latifa Johnson loved nothing more than being on her knees giving Marcus a titty fuck. The contrast between his long, thick white cock and her huge black breasts always had her panties leaking. That is until she took them off, “come to bed, Marcus, I need to get fucked.”

“Is there some reason I should know about that makes an exemption imperative?”

Dr. Harpston had nothing to lose. He had no interest in retiring. He liked the academic life. He liked the perks. Just this weekend Elsa Strasstrom had spent hours riding his cock with those magnificent tits bouncing in his face. That is when she wasn’t eagerly sucking his cock. She’d come a long way since her freshman year. “Elsa, it’s rare for a girl so young to make my entire cock disappear.”

“Thank you, Dr., Harpston. Your cock is majestic. I’m glad I can please you. My pussy is so wet and ready to welcome your cock.” That’s a perk he’d find hard to duplicate in retirement.

“Ummmm, I suppose that Dr. Johnson found that I had a unique way of helping her relax given the stress of her job; now your job.”

“I think I know what you mean. Are you familiar with the East Mountain Resort?”

“I am. It’s beautiful at this time of the year. The view of the mountains and the lake are beyond compare.” It was the same resort where Angie Wang and Olga Brentoff had their rendezvous. It wasn’t just for a women. What it was, was discreet.

Just a month ago Marcus enjoyed those same views and the view of the top of Trudy Kraus’ head. Her mouth had been insatiable.

“Perhaps, you and I could spend a day or two there discussing a continuation of your exemption.”

Marcus smiled, “I’d like that.” Her unattractive face and short, wide body weren’t deterrents. She sounded like she understood what he meant when he said that he “had a unique way of helping her relax.” Maybe, Dr. Narducci had a thing for big cocks. He smiled at the thought, as he looked at her mouth, wondering if it might be a warm and talented receptacle.

The resort was as beautiful as Marcus claimed. However, he didn’t see much of it. President Narducci saw the mountains, the lovely lake and morning, noon and night she saw the top of Marcus Aurelius Harpston’s head. “Marcus, the only way you’re going to get that exemption is to make my pussy sing.”

She moved a chair in front of the slider, and sat down naked with her short, stubby legs over the arms of the chair.

He started undressing. “Oh no, I want nothing to do with that. You need to satisfy President Narducci’s pussy with your tongue and only your tongue. Do you understand?”

“Yes ma’am.” He got on his knees and stayed there. She’d suggested “a day or two.” They stayed four days. Marcus insisted. “President Narducci, I just can’t get enough of your delicious pussy. Please let me eat it some more.”

“Dr. Harpston, did you cum in your pants again?”

He blushed and stood up. There was a large wet spot on the front of his pants, and he sported a huge bulge. “Is that the third or fourth time you’ve cum since we’ve been here. I’d think a man of your age and experience would be able to control himself.”

“Ma’am, it’s your pussy. I’ve never tasted one like it. It’s a delicacy like lobster dipped in melted butter.”

“Marcus, I’m still high from my last orgasm. Your tongue was marvelous, but rub your face in my bush; inhale my fragrance and I’d like to hear more about how delicious I am.”

For the next hour, all Professor Harpston could do was mumble. His words were muffled, but Marjorie understood every word, and reveled in it as she slowly humped his face.

Before they returned to campus, she explained that he was to come to her home once a week and service her pussy with his tongue. “And Marcus, it is my understanding that you know a number of women on the faculty. Perhaps, those women know men who have similar skills, although I doubt, they can match your prowess.”

TO BE CONTINUED

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