Gillian: By Purplecat.

I don't know why my parents named me Gillian. It may have
been after somebody they knew, but if it was they never told
me about it. I think they just didn't know how to spell my
name, because they called me Jill all of my life. Jill
Tanner has been my name my entire life, but when I write it
I spell it Gill.

The Tanners have always been upstanding church going people.
I will admit that we've had some who wandered. Uncle Clyde
was a con man, Aunt Mabel was a prostitute, and we've had a
few burglars and drunks in the family. One thing every
Tanner had in common was they were all poor. Uncle Clyde
almost starved to death as a con man and Aunt Mabel had to
pay men to have sex with her. The church mouse was one step
up from the Tanners.

No Tanner ever went to college. I was hoping to be the
first. I'm smart and was the first Tanner to graduate from
high school. Most of them never made it through grade
school.

So here I am sitting in the office of Professor Thomas
Samuels. I'm waiting for an interview to see if I get a
scholarship to Marston University. I'm nervous, Maybe
nervous isn't the word, Scared shitless seemed to fit my
state better.
*****
Marston University was the epitome of class. Ninety-five
percent of the students were from out of state. It was far
from cheap and most of the students were from rich families.
A graduate was almost guaranteed a good job and therefore a
good life. Gill knew her chances were slim. It was almost a
sure thing that she would get a scholarship from somewhere,
but she desperately wanted to go to Marston.

She wanted to make something of herself. She couldn't
remember how many times she and her five brothers went to
bed hungry, how many times her mother never ate anything to
make more for her kids. If she got this scholarship that
would never happen again. She heard the door open and close
and she almost lost it.
*****
Tom Samuels opened the door to his office and stepped in.
One of Tom's jobs was to screen hopeful scholarship seekers
and make recommendations to the University Board. He saw the
girl sitting in front of his desk with her back to him.

As I closed the door I saw her body stiffen. She didn't turn
she just sat there staring straight ahead. As I walked
around her and my desk I gave her a good visual going over.
She was very pretty put you had to look close to see it. Her
hair was stringy and probably never seen the inside of a
beauty salon. She wore no makeup. Her clothes were clean but
old and out of style. She was sitting with her shoulders
slumped and her knees were pressed tightly together with her
hands folded on them. Her eyes were looking down. I knew she
was afraid to make eye contact with me.

I sat at my desk and opened her file. I scanned the
information sheet and was a little surprised at what I saw.
I shouldn't have been because I know you can't tell how
smart a person is by looking at them.

"Good afternoon Miss. Tanner, my name is Tom Samuels."

Her eyes looked up and right back down.

"It's good to meet you sir," she said, in a weak voice.

During that second that I looked into her eyes, I saw the
intelligence there.

"Your stats are very impressive."

She glanced up again and I saw a hint of a smile at the
corners of her lips.

"Thank you sir."

"You had a 98.7 grade average and finished eighth in your
class of six hundred-twenty-two and an S.A.T. score of
thirty."

"Yes sir."

"You must have had a lot of smart people in your class to
only finish eighth with that grade average.

"Yes sir, the valedictorian had 100.08."

"I see here that you have five brothers. That must have been
an interesting experience growing up with that many boys."

This time she gave me a full grin.

"Yes sir it was, especially since we all sleep in the same
room."

"You all sleep in the same bed?"

"No sir we had two beds. My three older brothers sleep in
one and I sleep in the other with my two younger brothers."

"That certainly opens up visions of all sorts of
possibilities," I grinned.

She grinned even wider than before.

"Yes sir it does, I know more about the male anatomy than
any other virgin on earth."

"So you made it through that and still remained a virgin?"

"Yes sir, my family is of the old school and believes a
woman should be a virgin when she marries."

I thought she was beautiful when she smiled.

I was really taken by this young lady and had already made
up my mind to recommend her for a scholarship, but I liked
talking to her and we spent another hour talking. By the end
I was more convinced than ever that she deserved it.
*****
Tom Samuels had been recommending students for scholarships
for forty years and never, not once had the board ever
turned down anyone he recommended. He knew he should have
retired long ago but his job was all he had. His wife of
forty years died four years ago. He was both relieved and
devastated. Relieved because it brought an end to her
suffering and devastated because he didn't know how he was
going to survive without her. He thought about drinking, but
instead he threw himself into his work.

At seventy-one he was getting tired and was thinking about
retiring. Maybe he would just spend some time fishing. Every
time he thought that he got a twinge and a tug on his heart
strings. He and his wife loved to fish and they went often.
They did everything together. Unlike these modern married
couples that each go their own way and do their own thing.
Tom felt that that was the reason so many marriages ended in
divorce.

Tom missed the companionship, the love, and the cuddling,
but the thing he missed the most was the sex. His wife,
Tina, was one of those women that never had headaches when
the time came. She was always ready for sex. Even up until
the pain overtook her, and even then she wanted to satisfy
Tom, but he wouldn't let her. Now it had been over five
years since he had sex with another human being.

He caught himself checking his palm everyday and when he did
he always grinned. He still had that little fable in his
mind that was so predominant when he was in puberty.
`If you jack-off hair will grow in your palm.'
*****
After well over an hour of talking to Professor Samuels,
Gill Tanner left his office with her face beaming.

When I left Professor Samuels office I think my feet was
about six inches off the floor. First of all I liked him and
then he told me he was sure I would get the scholarship. I
had to come back tomorrow for confirmation and registration,
but he said he was pretty sure I had it.

 I was hungry so I headed to McDonalds. My family's old
pickup sputtered and coughed, but it got me there. I didn't
have much money and had skipped lunch hoping that a mid
afternoon snack would keep me until I could get an Egg
McMuffin in the morning. I ordered a Big Mac, fries and a
coke. I had hardly sat down to eat when I saw Professor
Samuels come in. He went to the counter and ordered. It
looked like he got a large coffee. He looked around the room
and saw me. I saw his face break into a big grin and he came
toward me.

"Do you mind if I join you?" he asked.

Did I mind, holy shit. If he'd asked me to lie on the floor
and spread my legs I would have had the hard vinyl producing
severe pain in my spine.

"No I certainly don't, I'd be honored," I said, giving him
my best smile.

He slid onto the seat next to me instead of across from me.
I could feel his body heat and after the interview we had, I
couldn't help but be relaxed, just like he'd made me relax
earlier.

"Do you have a place to stay tonight?" he asked, taking a
sip from his coffee.

"I planned on sleeping in my truck," I said.

"We can't have our smartest new student sleeping in a truck
and besides it's too dangerous in this town." He said.

"I don't have any choice, I have no money."

"You have a great choice, you can stay at my house." He
said, grinning.

"Are you sure? You hardly know me."

"You're not a thief or a murderer are you?" he laughed.

"Not the last time I looked," I said, grinning.

"Good, then it's settled, finish eating and you can follow
me home."
*****
Tom drank his coffee and watched her eat. A thought of
anything except helping her out never entered his mind. She
looked at him with a little whimsical smile on her face. He
was being so nice to her and she really didn't relish the
idea of spending the night in that old truck. An old man
like him probably couldn't do anything if he wanted too. By
the time she finished eating she was looking forward to
sleeping in a bed by herself for a change.

She was impressed by Tom's house she'd never been in such a
nice place before. Everything was so neat and clean. She
thought Tom must be rich. She was sure of it when Fatima
came out. Tom introduced them and Gill was very confused for
a minute until he explained that Fatima was his maid and
cook.

Fatima was big, real big. Gill guessed she weighed at least
three hundred pounds, but she was nice. She took Gill's hand
and smiled.

"Welcome child," she said.

Then she looked at Tom.

"I see your sorry ass has brought home another mouth for me
to feed," she said with a stern look on her face, like she
was scolding a child.

"Fat get your ass back in the kitchen and finish dinner,"
Tom grinned.

"Look motherfucker, don't go bossing me around. Just because
you pay me a piddling amount to take care of your sorry ass
don't give you no right to boss me around."

"If I paid you more would you stay away," Tom laughed.

Fatima put both hands around one of her huge breast both
hands didn't go halfway around.

"See this, if you don't apologize I'm taking it out and
beating you about the head and shoulders with it."

"Oh shit, I apologize, I'm sorry I'll never do it again," he
was laughing so hard he could hardly get it out.

Gill was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. At
first she thought Fatima was really angry, but quickly
realized that they must argue like this all the time.

Fatima smiled and waddled back toward the kitchen.

"Saved your sorry ass again," she said.

After Fatima got to the kitchen she began to giggle, she'd
got the old codger good that time.
*****
I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but giggle. I loved making
Mr. Tom laugh. Damn don't go telling him I called him that.
I always think of him as Mr. Tom, but I would never call him
that to his face. Sorry ass or motherfucker yeah, but never
Mr. Tom.

People listening to us carry on might think we don't like
each other much, but don't you believe that shit. I'm crazy
about him and I think he feels the same about me. I'll do
anything for him, if he told me to shit a brick I'd soon
have a rectangular asshole.
*****
Fatima had been with Tom since right after his wife died. At
first she was a little awed by the big college professor,
but when she found out he was just a regular guy she began
to harass him a little and when he quipped back at her she
loved it and soon they became fast friends. Neither of them
ever gave the other a civil word. And they both loved it.

She came to Tom's house every morning at six and made
breakfast for him. She cleaned his house and then she went
home and cleaned her own. She was always back to make dinner
for him. As soon as he ate and she cleaned up the kitchen
she went home to her own family.

Her own family was her five kids. Her oldest was twenty she
had him when she was thirteen. Her youngest was six. She had
no idea who the fathers were and really didn't care. All she
cared about was that they loved her and she loved them.

She had the reputation among her men friends as being the
best piece of ass around. Even if she was over weight she
was enthusiastic and her sex life was wonderful.

"I think I'll go help Fatima with supper," Gill said.

"Help yourself, but she'll probably run you out of the
kitchen," Tom grinned.

Gill went into the kitchen and Fatima looked up her plump
black face beaming.

"Fatima, can I do something to help."

"Call me Fat, baby, everybody else does. Sure you can help,
chop up those vegetables and make a nice salad."

Gill knew how to cook she'd been helping her mother since
she was little. Salads were her specialty since many times
that's all her family had to eat.

It was almost an hour before Tom and Gill sat down to eat.
Gill grinned from ear to ear when Tom held her chair for
her. No one had ever done that before.

Gill wasn't really hungry, but she ate anyway she found out
a long time ago to eat when she had a chance, because she
wasn't ever sure when her next meal would come.

As they ate Fatima waddled around back and forth to the
kitchen. Gill never saw so much food in her life and she
stuffed herself. When they finished Tom sat back in his
chair.

"Fat, that was a great dinner," he said.

"Here that girl, just like a little baby. Feed him and he
quits whining," Fatima grinned.

"The only problem was the chocolate pudding tasted like
shit," Tom said, solemnly.

"Oh, it was. I shit it this afternoon and put it in the
fridge to get it cold. I know that shit eaters like their
shit cold." Fatima said, as she went through the door to the
kitchen.

Tom laughed and got up. He led Gill to her bedroom.

"This is nice." She said.

"I hoped you would like it, over here is your own private
bath."

Gill went in and looked around. It had a shower, but no tub.
She liked showers, she didn't have one at home, but she
showered everyday when she was in school.

They went to the living room and began to watch TV. In about
a half hour Fatima came out.

"I'm leaving now, see you tomorrow," she said.

"Oh shit! Do you have too?" Tom asked.

"Dying to get hit with a tit aren't you?" She said, and
looked at Gill, "If I thought you were in any kind of
trouble I wouldn't leave you with this old coot, but you're
safe he hasn't had it up since Washington crossed the
Delaware."

"Thanks Fat, for everything," Gill said.

"See sad ass, that's the way to talk to a lady."

"Lady! Where? Oh you must be talking about Miss Tanner." Tom
grinned, looking around.

I know your dying to see my tit, that's the reason I'm not
slapping you around with it," she said, and turned toward
the kitchen, "Good night Jill."

Tom turned to Gill,

"Jill?" he said.

"Yes it's spelled with a G but pronounced with a J."

They watched TV and hardly talked except to discuss the show
during a commercial. At nine o'clock Tom turned to her.

"You don't have to be at your meeting until ten tomorrow, so
why don't you go shower and get dressed for bed, while I
make some popcorn. Then we'll watch a movie," he said.

Tom came back in with the popcorn and two cokes. He put them
on the coffee table and went to the bookcase where his tapes
were stored. As he looked at his collection he decided to
let Gill make the choice. He was just sitting down on the
couch when Gill came into the room. Poor Tom almost
swallowed his tongue. She was naked except for a pair of
plain white panties. She sat down next to him as if
everything was normal. Tom tried to say something, but it
stuck in his throat.

"You said get ready for bed and this is the way I always
sleep. Except for the panties of course, I left them on
because I didn't want to embarrass you," she said, smiling.

"You,,, you always sleep naked?"

"Yes sir."

"I wouldn't have been embarrassed," he said, in almost a
whisper.

"You wouldn't? Okay I'll pull them off then."

She lay back on the couch, lifted her hips and slid her
panties down to her thighs. Then she threw her legs in the
air and stripped them up her legs and off. Tom got a glimpse
of her plump pussy and her beautiful ass. She put the
panties on the coffee table and picked up the bowl of
popcorn and a coke. She put the popcorn between them and
began munching on it while she sipped her coke. Tom couldn't
take his eyes off her breast. Gill smiled.

At some point during the afternoon and evening Gill decided
to fuck the professor. Sure she was a virgin, but she didn't
share her family's views on virginity. She planned on losing
it anyway as soon as she got away on her own.
*****
I'm not sure when I decided to fuck him. It was sometime
between when he first came into McDonalds and when he held
the chair for me. He was old but he certainly wasn't
unattractive at least not to me. Okay, I know I was just
infatuated with him because he was so nice to me and
recommended me for the scholarship. I owed him big time and
the only thing I had to pay him back with was my body. By
the way he was staring at me I was sure that would be
enough.

Like I said I'm a virgin. Well actually my pussy's virgin.
Everything else about me is a slut. I've been fucked in the
butt dozens of times and I wish I had a dime for every cock
I've sucked off. How did I stay a virgin? I knew if I let a
boy take my virginity he would be bragging about it around
school and sooner or later my family would find out about
it. I would be an outcast, a whore and I don't know what
else. So every time I went out with a new boy I told him up
front that my pussy was off limits and everything else was
open season. You would be surprised how many young boys
prefer a blow job to an ass fuck.

I said before that I have five brothers three older and two
younger. The six of us are one year apart. My oldest brother
is twenty-one and my youngest sixteen. They would beat hell
out of anybody that took my virginity, but they had no
qualms about sticking their cocks in my mouth. I couldn't
blame them. We all slept naked because it was always hot in
our small room. Every time they looked at me their cocks got
hard. Every time I looked at their hard cocks I got horny.
So they would rub me off while I sucked them off.

I don't know how many kids my mom would have had if my dad
didn't get killed. She was pregnant with my youngest brother
when it happened. He was logging and a pile of logs rolled
off a truck on top of him. I don't remember him at all I was
only two when it happened.

So I'm sitting here eating popcorn and waiting and hoping to
get my cherry plucked. I've always wanted that and this
seemed like the perfect time. I had no doubt that he
wouldn't tell anybody and my family would never find out.
What Fat said about him getting it up was wrong, because he
had a bulge in his pants as big as my fist.
*****
Tom hardly took his eyes off her tits. When he did it was to
look down at her slightly spread legs where he could see the
top of her slit through the sparse hair that was there.
Her tits brought to mind a thing that they used to say when
he was a teenager. `All over a handful is a waste.' If that
was true then Gill was carrying around a good bit of waste.
They were big and gorgeous. He had forgotten all about the
movie.

Tom was slowly getting over the shock of her walking in
naked, but he was still mesmerized by her beauty.
*****
When she first came in I was shocked, stunned, but yet awed
by her beauty. Then she pulled off her panties. All I could
do was to stare, I was afraid to do anything else because I
might wake up. It takes a lot to shock and stun an old man
like me, but she had done it. I sat there staring and I know
I had a stupid look on my face as I watched her eat popcorn.

I swear I never expected anything like this. Everything I
did to help her was purely platonic. I never expected
anything from her. I just wanted to help her out because she
was so smart, well okay because she was pretty too. I will
admit I was thoroughly enjoying the show.

I hadn't seen an eighteen year old girl naked in over fifty
years, and I'd never seen one that looked this good. I just
sat there staring at her like a dumb ass. After all how many
times in your life do you have a naked eighteen year old
walk into your living room? I'm betting it's somewhere
between zero and none.

So what did I do? I sat there and stared, that's what I did.
Her breasts were about ten points above fantastic and I'll
admit I couldn't take my eyes off them. I didn't know what
else to do short of grabbing her and raping her. I could see
the head lines in tomorrow's newspaper, `COLLEGE PROFESSOR
RAPES SCHOLORSHIP WINNER.' I just sat there and watched her
eat popcorn.

She kept throwing little glimpses my way and finally she put
the bowl of popcorn and her coke back on the table. I
wondered, what now?

"Are you full?" I asked.

"No not yet, I was thinking you might fill me," she said,
smiling.

"What do you mean?"

"I was thinking maybe we could do it," she said staring
directly into Toms eyes.

I hesitated.

"That is if you want too," she said.

I sat there dumbfounded. DO IT, WANT TOO? What the fuck
was she talking about? Was IT what I thought it was?

"Do you mean sex?" I asked.

"Yes," she grinned.

Did I want to have sex with her? That's what she was
asking. At least that's what I thought. The blood was
pounding in my ears so hard I couldn't be sure. I decided
to take a chance.

"Yes," I said, although I wasn't sure what I was saying
yes to.

She was a virgin and maybe sex meant something completely
different to her.

"But you're a virgin," I said.

"Yes and I want you to blow it away. Make a woman of me,"
she said, smiling.

"I can do that," I grinned.

So there it was, out in the open. She was offering me her
virginity. She wanted me to fuck her. I couldn't believe it,
couldn't understand it. Why on earth a beautiful girl like
her would want to fuck an old man like me was beyond my
grasp. Well let me tell you I'm old, but I'm a long way from
stupid. I couldn't remember ever passing up an opportunity
like this. In fact I couldn't remember ever having an
opportunity like this.

"If I touched you, you wouldn't yell rape would you?" I
asked.

"Touch me and see," she said, with a wide grin.

You can bet I touched her. I slid over and turned so I could
get my palms on the sides of her breasts and pushed them
together and up so her nipples were pointed at me and then I
gently kissed and licked them. When I took one in my mouth
she let out a soft moan.

When Tom touched Gill's breast, the feel of his hands on her
breast was totally different than any experience she'd had
with the young boys at school and her brothers. Gill was
surprised.
*****
Oh my God. I never expected this, I didn't know what to
expect, but it wasn't this. He was nothing like what I was
used to, hands squeezing and pulling, teeth biting, a
roughness that wasn't at all pleasant. He was so gentle and
loving. When he closed his mouth over my nipple I couldn't
help but moan. It took me a moment to realize that he was
making love to me. I never had it before so I didn't
recognize it at first, but that's what he was doing.

His one hand and his mouth continued to make love to my
breasts, while the other hand roamed all over the rest of my
body. I felt his hand on my thigh and my legs flew open. It
wasn't as though I made a conscious decision to open them
they just did it on their own. His fingers slid up and down
the lips of my pussy tracing around my innermost parts. He
expertly found my clit and I swear to God I thought I was
going to cum, but he quickly changed and moved his fingers
down to my butt hole and then slowly back to my clit. He was
reading me like a book.

His fingers were playing me like a Grand Piano and he was
the maestro. I could feel it coming, but I didn't want it, I
fought it off. I didn't ever want it to end, but no matter
how hard I fought it was suddenly there. I literally
erupted, I mean there was a clear liquid squirting out of
me, it looked like somebody had turned on the water hose. I
saw it squirting onto the coffee table and into the bowl of
popcorn. Oh my God I'd never had anything like this happen
to me. My orgasm started to die down, if I could have held
onto it any longer I would have, but I had no control.

I was so embarrassed that I'd shot all over his carpet and
table that I couldn't speak. I wanted to explain that
nothing like this had ever happened before, but he was busy
moving me into a new position. Now I was lying lengthwise on
the couch with my head resting on the arm. My thighs were
resting on his shoulders and his head was between them. I
looked down and he looked up smiling.

Oh my God, he wasn't going to do that was he? I was such a
mess down there. I'd never had anyone do that. I completely
forgot the orgasm I had just thirty seconds before when his
mouth closed over my pussy.

OH MY GOD! I never felt anything like this. His lips and
tongue were everywhere. He licked and sucked every inch of
my crotch even my butt hole. To top off everything his hand
caressed my breasts and his fingers gently tweaked and
pulled at my nipples. I could feel another orgasm rising up
and I knew if it was anything like the last I would surely
drown him. God I wanted him to fuck me.
*****
When Tom saw her pussy squirting volumes of some kind of
liquid all over the place, he couldn't believe it

I want to tell you something. I'm over seventy years old and
I never saw a woman go off like that. Not that I've seen
that many women have an orgasm, but I think that was
unusual. I loved the taste of her pussy I thought that
whatever it was that spewed out of her sweet pussy was
delicious.

I knew she was on the verge of another orgasm so I lifted my
head and looked up at her. Her eyes flew open.

"Don't stop," she whimpered.

Her eyes looked wild.

"Do I need a condom?" I asked.

"NO, FUCK ME!" she screamed.

Somehow I got the distinct impression that she wanted me to
fuck her, but I wasn't ready for that just yet. First I
wanted to drink down a batch of that nectar that her pussy
produced when she came. I went back to eating her and at the
same time got my pants open and my cock out. I barely got it
out before she started to cum. She did it again, squirted
like a fountain. Only this time I had my mouth clamped over
her pussy and drank it down. It tasted even better direct
from the source.

I waited until she stopped squirting and then I moved up
over her. I pushed into her until I felt her hymen. Her body
was still jerking from the spasms of her orgasms and her
eyes still had that wild animal look. I drove into her all
the way and her eyes flew open wide and I saw her wince and
a little Grunt escaped her lips.

For the first time in her life Gill felt her pussy filled to
the brim.
*****
When his dick entered me and ripped away my virginity, it
stung, but not a whole lot. I grunted, but not from pain. It
was the feeling of suddenly being filled for the first time.
I suddenly realized for the first time in my life that I was
a grown woman. His cock swept away any childish thoughts
that still remained. I was a woman that wanted to be fucked.
He kept still, letting me get used to it.

If I'd been able to pick and chose my first cock I couldn't
have done better. He stretched me beyond belief and the head
of his cock was pressing hard against the bottom of my
pussy. He was supporting himself with his arms and looking
down at me. His eyes looked kind and concerned.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Shit! I was about twenty quantum leaps past okay, the only
thing I could think of too say was,

"FUCK MEeeeee!"
*****
That was about the best invitation Tom had ever had. His
cock hadn't been this hard in several years. Her pussy was
tight and gripped him beautifully. He could feel the head of
his cock smashing into the very bottom of her loveliness. He
began to fuck her, leading her down the path to ecstasy. The
path became shorter with every stroke and it only took a few
to put her into that wonderful world of "Oh my God I'm
cumming.'

Her body jerked and twitched under him, he just grinned and
kept fucking her. The sounds of her screams and sighs were
music to his ears. The contractions in her pussy were
unbelievable and he thought his cock became harder, if that
was possible.

Gill couldn't believe the orgasm she could feel it all the
way to her toes.
*****
When I came I thought my head was going to explode. I never
had an orgasm like that in my whole life. Like I said I'd
been fucked up the ass dozens of times, but I never had an
orgasm just from being fucked. Oh sure I rubbed myself to
orgasm while being fucked lots of times, but I never came
just from having a cock in me. You know what else? I think
I'm going to have another. Shit! Yes! I'm definitely going to
cum again.

Ohhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuck! Goooooood! Aggggggggg!

Shit! This one is more powerful than the last. I didn't
think anything could be better than that, but this one was.
He was turning my brain into mush and I expected it to be
splattered all over the walls. My pussy was soaking him
every time I came, but he didn't seem to mind because he
just kept on fucking me. He better not stop or else he would
have murderer in his house.

Oh God, this orgasm was so good. I just closed my eyes and
tried to relax as it tore my insides to pieces. I knew I was
twitching and moaning and just now screaming. He just kept
on fucking me. I slowly came down from where ever I was. As
soon as I could move voluntarily, I began fucking up at his
plunging piece of heaven. He began pounding into me, almost
taking my breath away with each stroke I did my best to keep
up and suddenly I felt another one building. I wasn't sure
if I could survive another, but I welcomed it anyway.

The forever self controlled Tom knew she was going to cum
again and hoped he could bring her to it.
*****
I was going to cum myself and I wanted to give her one more
before I did, but I wasn't sure if I could make it. I felt
her stiffen and heard her scream. I was going too fast to
feel her cum, but I knew I'd made it she was cumming again.
I slammed into her and froze letting my sperm fill her to
overflowing. She soaked my balls and clothing again, but it
didn't matter they were already drenched anyway.

I lay there on top of her with her breast in my hands. I was
so exhausted that I couldn't have moved even if I wanted
too, which I didn't. I felt just right where I was, with her
lovely breast in my hands and my cock slowly shrinking
inside of her. She didn't seem like she wanted to go
anywhere either.

After a long while I raised my head and looked at her face,
her eyes were closed and she had a smile on her face. I
kissed her nose and she opened her eyes and grinned.

"Well I never expected that," she said.

"What do you mean?"

"It was wonderful."

"Yeah, I thought so too," I grinned.

"I just never expected it to be like that. I thought it
would be more like getting my butt fucked."

"I take it you're not a virgin everywhere."

"That's right you just took the last cherry I had."

"Well dear it's an honor and I must say it was a very
delicious cherry too."

"I guess it'll be a while before we can do it again."

"I'm afraid so at least if I want to live through it," I
said.

"Let's get up, I want to see the thing that gave me such
great pleasure," she said, smiling.

"I'm afraid it's gone to sleep," I said.

"That's okay I'll bet I can wake it up."

I was still concerned about not using any protection.

"Are you sure it was okay to do that without a condom."

"Yeah, my periods due tomorrow or the next day," she
grinned.

"You know what they call people who practice the rhythm
system of birth control don't you?"

"No, What?"

"Parents," I grinned.

She laughed. It's an old joke, but she was too young to have
heard it.

"Get up I want to suck your cock," she giggled.

Have you ever heard of a seventy year old man turning down a
request like that from an eighteen year old girl? I hadn't
either and I didn't.

Ah yes, this little girl knew how to suck a cock. If they
had contest for cock sucking she'd be a blue ribbon winner.
It felt like she had a mouth full of butterflies in her
mouth along with my cock. Her tongue was magic. I don't
think I uttered a phrase that could be understood by another
human being.

Gill loved to suck cock, and this one was particularly nice.
*****
The old man had a nice cock. Of course I already knew that
from when he fucked me, but since I'd never been fucked in
the pussy before I had nothing to compare it with, but my
mouth was something else again and let me tell you he had a
very nice cock. No wonder it felt like he was trying to push
the bottom of my pussy out through my mouth. The damn thing
was long and thick. I could barely get my mouth around it
when it got hard.

I wasn't about to make him cum even though I was dying to
eat a big load of his sperm. What I wanted was to have it
back inside me, turning me into a mindless bowl of jelly
like he did before. I pulled his beautiful cock from my
mouth and smiled at him.

"Could we do it again now kind sir?" I giggled.

"I think that would be appropriate," he said grinning, "In
order to insure that I come out of this alive I think the
safe thing would be for you to get on top."

"Hey yeah, I like that idea," I grinned.

He lay down on the couch and I mounted him, I swear to God
His cock was so fantastic I almost came. I fucked him, but
he didn't make me cum three times like before. Oh no I came
a gut churning, brain mulching, and asshole throbbing four
times before he shot into me. He'd just cum less than a half
hour ago and that was probably the reason he lasted so long.
*****
After that they sat on the couch talking. They turned the
cushions over so they wouldn't sit on the wetness left by
Gills emissions. They sat close together, Gill was still
nude and Tom was only wearing his shirt. His hands
constantly wandered over her breast and her thighs and her
hands fondled his soft cock and his balls.

They talked for hours and at one point Tom picked up the
bowl of popcorn and began munching on it.

"Hey you know I shot a bunch of my juice into that bowl,"
she said.

"Yeah I know," he said, "Why do you think I'm eating it?"

He took a swig of coke that by now was warm.

"You're so sweet," she giggled.

They continued to talk until almost midnight. By then they
knew each others life history. Tom was beginning to nod off
and decided it was time for them to go to bed.

"Before we do I want to give you a blow job and eat your
cum," Gill said.

"Umm, Guess I could stay awake for that," Tom grinned.

Tom insisted that they sleep in separate rooms saying.

"Fucking you is one thing but sleeping with you is another.
I have to be careful about things like that you know. And
besides I want to wake up in the morning," he grinned.

Gill slept alone for the first time in her life that she
could remember. She woke up smiling as the memories of the
day before flashed through her mind. Tom said she was sure
to get the scholarship. She was aware that he was the reason
for it, but she'd paid him back and had a wonderful time
while doing it. She was looking forward to the next four
years. She was certain she'd get the chance to pay him back
many more times. She was hoping it would be once for
everyday she spent in college.

She took a shower and dressed. After putting all of her
things back in her little bag she went down to have
breakfast. Before she could say anything,

"Good morning Jill. How was your evening?" Fat asked.

"Oh Fat it was wonderful," Gill said.

"You look fresh fucked," Fat grinned.

"Well I'm not exactly fresh fucked it's been several hours,"
Gill smiled.

"You still have that look of a fresh fucked girl. How was
it?"

"God, there are no words to describe it."

"I can't believe the old fart could get it up."

"He got it up all right. About this far up my pussy," Gill
said holding her hands apart.

"Hmm, that far huh?"

"Yeah and it's this big around," she said making a circle
with her fingers.

"Shit, the old coot's been holding out on me," Fat grinned.

At that point Tom came into the kitchen.

"Good morning," he said, cheerily.

"See there Jill that's what an old man looks like when he's
fresh fucked."

Gill giggled.

"What do you mean?" he asked, innocently.

"Jill was just describing your cock to me you sorry shit.
How come you never put that thing into action with me?"

"I didn't think you'd be interested, fat ass." Tom grinned.

"There you go using my full name without my permission," Fat
frowned, "If what Jill said is true I would be a whole lot
more than interested."

"Pull your skirt up and lean over the table, I'll give you a
sample," Tom chuckled.

"Right now I'm cooking breakfast. Make that same offer
tonight after dinner," Fat grinned, "Don't want to be
fucking you on your time."

Tom grinned and went to the table. He pulled a chair back
and seated Gill.
*****
You know what he did then? Held the chair for me again, that
was going to get him fucked again for sure.

After we ate I got in my truck and headed for the campus. I
was nervous as a cat when I went into the waiting room of
the meeting hall. There were three other people waiting and
I wondered if there was only one scholarship available. Was
I competing against these people? That thought made me even
more nervous. I looked down at my clothes. Shit, I wished I
had something decent to wear. The only clothes I had were
handed down from relatives and they were all old and out of
style.

I was sitting there trying not to look at anybody when the
door opened and a voice said.

"Miss Gillian Tanner."

I almost jumped out of my skin. He pronounced my name like a
fish gill. I got up and followed him through the door. I
know I wasn't in there ten minutes and when I came out I was
devastated. There was no way I could hold back the tears. I
almost ran to Tom's office. When I went in I had tears
streaming down my cheeks. He looked up with a shocked look
on his face.

"Oh my God, you didn't get it?" he asked.

"Oh I got it all right full tuition and books for four
years," I said, still crying.

"What are the tears all about?"

"I didn't get room and board," I boo hooed.

"That's never offered," he said, smiling.

"But I can't afford to rent a room and buy food."

"That's no problem you can stay with me."

"I can?" I said, the tears turning into a wide smile.

"Of course, after last night I was hoping you would stay
with me anyway."

"Okay if you'll let me repay you the only way I can."

"You mean like you did last night?"

"Yes just like that," I grinned.

Hmmm, I guess that would be payment enough," he grinned.

I crawled over his desk and scrambled onto his lap. Then I
kissed him for the first time. I giggled when I heard his
false teeth click.

"You should take those out when you eat my pussy,"

"You think so huh?"

"Yeah, my clit's dieing to be gummed."

He laughed.

"I have some rules to lay down."

"Yes sir," I smiled.

So he laid down the rules.

I was to date the men at the college and behave like any
other college girl, I was to use his wife's car which he
still had, I was to get all A's and graduate with honors, I
was to come back a week before the semester started so we
could get me some new clothes and a new hair style, and I
had to promise not to kill him.

"I laughed."

"I'll do my best, but I'm not sure about that last part."

As he talked he worked his hand inside my blouse and under
my bra and was feeling my left breast. I could feel his cock
swelling against my ass. He continued to talk and I put my
forefinger on his lips and stopped him.

"Shut up and fuck me," I grinned.

He was a little apprehensive about doing that in his office,
but he did it anyway. I came three times.

That was five weeks ago. I've been in college three weeks
and I've already had sex with four boys. I'm going to let up
on that because none of them are the lover that Tom is. And
do you know what else? None of them has made me squirt the
way Tom does. I've decided to stick strictly with Tom, when
I told him that he laughed.

"You're determined to kill me aren't you?"

"No, but if I do I'll just find me another seventy year old
man," I giggled.

The End

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