by Jack Allen
She turned to the counter, hoping to find something to occupy her. She was shaking all over. What was she supposed to do now? Should she stay and wait, or should she leave?
“Don’t worry about it,” Tony said, and laughed. “I scared a lot of girls with this before, but I don’t remember ever scaring a guy.”
“It was kinda funny, the way he ran out of here,” Maggie said, and chuckled.
She was feeling a little less nervous, until Tony put his hand around his cock and started to move it up and down. Her eyes got big again.
“You don’t mind if I do this, do you?” he said.
Maggie shook her head slowly.
“No. Not at all.”
Her eyes were fixed on his huge erection. It was enough just to stare at this magnificent object, enough to be in its presence. It was another thing, though, to watch him masturbate it. She’d never seen a guy do that, not even Gabe. But then, Gabe didn’t have the kind of penis that made her damp between her legs just by looking at it.
The room was uncomfortably silent. For a couple of minutes, she watched his hand move up and down on his long, thick shaft. Strangely, she was drawn to it, and pushed herself away from the cold, stainless steel counter.
“Uh ... Would you like me to, uh, help you with that?” she said, and cringed.
Did she really just say that?
His hand stopped moving and he stared at her, like he couldn’t believe it, either.
“Uh ... Sure,” he said.
Maggie hesitated before she took a step toward him. Her feet felt like they were stuck in thick mud. She should say something to save him from being disappointed, or angry, or worse, from expecting her to do more.
“I’m just doing this to help you relieve your tension. This is purely professional. Nothing more,” she said, as her hand reached for his cock.
He nodded. “I understand.”
His eyes watched her hand get closer to his cock.
She nodded, too. That was fine. But even if he did understand, she wasn’t so sure she genuinely felt that way herself. She was the one who wanted there to be more. She was the one who would be disappointed if nothing more happened.
She put her hand around the shaft. Instantly, she felt empowered. She moved her hand slowly up and down the shaft. Its energy surged through her fingers and up her arm.
She stared at the big, round head, and the slit at the tip that stared back at her. The tip of her tongue licked her lips. What would she have to do to feel this thing thrusting inside her, and then filling her with cum? She licked her lips again. Her mouth was dry.
She closed her eyes. God, yes, that was what she craved the most. She wanted his cum. She wanted to taste it in her mouth, and she wanted to feel it gushing from his cock and filling her belly. With balls as big as he had, she imagined he could produce a lot of cum.
“Are you ok?” Tony said.
Maggie’s eyes snapped open. What happened? Was she dreaming? She looked down at the huge cock in her hand.
“Yes. I’m fine. Thank you,” she said. She pumped her hand a little faster. “How does that feel? Is it working?”
Tony groaned. His eyes rolled shut.
“Oh fuck yeah,” he said.
Maggie pumped a little harder, with her hand squeezed a little tighter. She was breathing hard. She put her other hand around the shaft. It was going to take two hands to get this monster off.
She looked into Tony’s eyes. Her long, dark hair was hanging over her eyes.
“Let’s see how it works in my mouth,” she said.
She bent down and licked the head. Tony gasped. She kept her head down so she wouldn’t look at him. She didn’t want to give him any chance to make her think twice about what she was doing. Already, she’d gone way over the line. There was no way to go back now, so her only option was to take it even further.
She took a deep breath, opened her mouth wide, and lowered it over the end of his cock. He groaned.
“Oh baby. That’s gonna work for sure,” he said.
Her eyes bulged. She gagged. Clearly, this was much more cock than she was prepared to handle. Her jaw was stretched open as wide as it would go. Would it pop out of its hinge? How could she get her lips to stretch open that far? And her tongue was pressed flat to the bottom of her mouth. What was she thinking?
But she didn’t take it out. Instead, she moved her head up and down slowly, sliding the few inches of the end of his cock in and out of her mouth. Tony was going to report this to Dr. Denso, and she was going to lose her internship, and probably get kicked out of med school. So was it worth it to go back to waiting tables for the rest of her life just to feel this big, fat cock in her mouth? She sighed. If that was what it took.
A strange thought came to her. Of course. Why hadn’t she thought of that before?
Without taking his cock out of her mouth, she pulled her white lab coat off and pulled up her blouse. She unhooked her bra and pulled it away from her huge boobs. She moved her mouth up and down on the end of Tony’s cock, and he groaned.
Finally, it all made sense. She understood now what she could do with these oversized boobs. Gabe’s penis got lost between them, but they were perfect for tittyfucking a huge cock like Tony’s.
Maggie let his cock fall out of her mouth. She had a lot of saliva on her lips, and wiped it off with the back of her hand. Tony was watching her, like he wasn’t sure what she was going to do next. She was breathing hard. She didn’t know what she was going to do next, either.
She cupped her boobs in her hands. Her nipples were hard. She moved forward so the shaft of his cock nestled in the valley between her boobs, and she squeezed them together around it.
“Oh Jesus, Doctor. You got great tits,” Tony said.
Maggie blushed.
“I’m not a doctor yet, but thanks.”
He smiled at her. She didn’t understand. Why was it different? Lots of guys have told her she had great tits, such as Gabe, and even a couple of her father’s friends when she was younger. Every time, it made her furious, because it was like all they ever noticed about her were her big tits. So why was it different with Tony?
“We’re gonna need some lubrication,” she said.
She went over to the counter and dipped two fingers into the Vaseline. It was meant for rectal exams, but for her purpose, it would work perfectly.
She smeared it into the deep valley between her boobs. Tony was watching with a stupid grin and his eyebrows arched up. For some reason, he seemed to like that. She looked down at her boobs, glistening with grease, then at Tony, and grinned. She was feeling so devilish.
“I think that will do it,” she said.
She stepped up to Tony again and took his cock in her hand. She was still wearing the latex gloves, but now they were covered in grease. She pulled his cock between her boobs and stroked her fingers along its length.
Tony’s teeth were clenched. Maggie hesitated. Was she hurting him?
“Does that feel good?” she said.
He nodded. “You have no idea.”
Maggie smiled. “That’s good.”
She squeezed her boobs around his cock, and he fell back on the examination table, groaning, with the heels of his palms pressed down on his eyes. She rocked her torso up and down, sliding his thick, hot, hard cock between her boobs. It made an odd squishing sound.
It made her chuckle. She still wasn’t sure how it got that far. She only offered to help him jerk off to relieve his tension, so Dr. Denso could finish his job. And now here she was tittyfucking him, as much for her own enjoyment as for his.
Tony was writhing and pumping his hips up off the table. The head of his cock hit her in the chin a couple of times, and it was like getting punched by a boxer. He groaned from deep in his stomach, like he, too, had been punched in the stomach.
“Holy fuck. I can’t take it any more,” he said.
Maggie opened her mouth to ask if he’d like to slide his fat cock into something warmer, li
ke her pussy. Before she could get the words out, though, Tony grunted, his whole body jerked, and his cock shuddered in her grip. The slit at the end opened like a garage door, and a huge, thick, white stream of cum shot out, straight into her open mouth.
“Oh-Oh yes,” Tony said, and thrust up with his hips.
Maggie was too stunned to speak. What the hell just happened? She barely recovered enough to move her head back in time for the next stream of cum to shoot out. It went straight up, like a white rope in front of her eyes. It splattered on the cover of the fluorescent light directly over the examination table, and dripped on top of her head.
Tony grunted again, and another shot of cum hit right under her chin. It splattered like a shower of cum, and ran down over her bare chest, soaking into her blouse.
She still had a mouthful of cum that she didn’t know what to do with. This was the hot cum she had been craving, only, she never expected there to be so much. It covered her tongue and floated to the back of her mouth.
His cum had stopped shooting out like a fire hose, and had reduced to pumping out like a water fountain. It ran down over his cock and her hands.
She closed her mouth and swallowed. Her nose wrinkled. Her mouth was left with the taste of his cum. It was similar to Gabe’s, and other guys she had blown, only much more intense. And she still had globs of it floating behind her molars.
Tony sat up. He had the most distraught look on his face.
“Oh jeez. I-I’m sorry. I should have warned you about that,” he said.
Maggie tried to find a clean spot on the back of her wrist to wipe up the excess cum that had spilled out past her lips and down her chin, but her hands were covered with it.
“Warned me?” she said.
The cum that still coated her mouth muffled her voice, like she was talking with her mouth full.
“Yeah, well, that happens sometimes when I go a long time between relieving myself. I’ve been in-country for the last few months, so I just never had the chance to, you know, take care of myself, I mean, not with my buddies around all the time.”
“Oh. I see,” Maggie said.
She licked the cum off her lips. It was dripping off of her big, greased up tits.
“I swear, it will never happen again,” Tony said.
Maggie looked into his eyes. Why would he say that?
“I guess ... that would just be ... too bad,” she said.
She peeled off the latex gloves and dropped them into the covered trash can. There was cum everywhere, dripping from the light over their heads, in a puddle on the floor by the examination table. On the wall by one of the charts was a big splash. She didn’t know how that one got there.
She was practically drenched in it. She had it in her hair and on her chest, and there was no doubt it was going to stain her favorite blouse.
“I’d better get this cleaned up before the Doctor comes back,” she said.
She picked up a wad of paper towels to wipe off the grease and the cum from between her tits. She wasn’t sure, though, how she was going to get the overpowering stench of hot, raw cum out of her hair before she saw Gabe tonight.
Tony tried to lift himself off the table.
“Let me help you. I made the mess,” he said.
Maggie shook her head and held out her hand.
“No. You just stay there. I’ll take care of this.”
She tucked her boobs back into her bra and pulled her blouse back down. The front was soaked, like she spilled a glass of water on herself. Tony had a very sad look in his eyes.
“I’m gonna miss your tits,” he said.
Maggie blushed and smiled.
“That’s so sweet. I’m gonna miss your cock, too.”
It was finally drooping and going soft. She covered it with the towel again.
It took a few minutes and several handfuls of paper towels to clean up all the cum. She wadded up the last of the wet paper towels and dropped them into the covered trash can when the door opened.
Maggie’s head snapped around. She tensed, like she had been caught by her father playing with matches. Dr. Denso stopped just inside the door. His eyes looked around, like he was taking in the scene of an accident.
She held her breath. He had to know what happened. She had cum in her hair, like mousse, and a big stain on her blouse. The fluorescent light cover over the examination table was still wet where she couldn’t reach. And then there was the unmistakable stench. How could he miss that?
Dr. Denso looked at her funny, but that was it. If he had any idea of what took place while he was gone, he didn’t say anything.
“All right then, Tony. Let’s get that bandage on and get you out of here,” he said.
He went right to the counter and picked up the bandage, right where he left it. Before he turned to Tony, though, he leaned toward Maggie and spoke to her in a whisper.
“You have something on your chin,” he said.
He sat down on the stool in front of Tony and carefully applied the new bandage to the wound on his thigh.
Maggie wiped her chin with her finger and looked at it. On the tip was a big drop of cum. She looked at Tony. He was watching her. She licked it off and smiled at him.
“There you are. You’re all set. Now, just don’t get it wet, and try to stay off your feet as much as you can,” Dr. Denso said.
He washed his hands in the sink.
“Yes, sir,” Tony said.
He reached down to pull up his boxers and his pants. Maggie busied herself with arranging the items on the counter, and watched Tony out of the corner of her eye. She felt warm, and there was an intense buzzing between her legs. In her stomach, though, she felt a twinge of regret when he pulled up his pants. She would have loved to feel that huge, gorgeous cock inside her, and now she had missed her chance.
Dr. Denso handed her the clipboard with Tony’s charts.
“Maggie. Do me a favor. Get the missing information on these forms. Then get Tony set up for his next appointment. I want to see that injury again in two weeks, got it, young man?” he said.
“Yes, sir. No water. Two weeks,” Tony said.
Maggie had a smile on her face as Dr. Denso went out and the door closed behind him. Inside, though, she was terribly sad. She would not be there in two weeks. Tony would need the help of some other young nurse to help him reduce the swelling of his cock, probably an intern who was prettier than her and had boobs that were more ... normal.
She shook her head to clear those thoughts and looked at the forms on the clipboard.
“Umm ... What’s your phone number?” she said.
She held the pen, ready to write on the line where the patient’s name went, and looked at Tony. He was looking back at her with an odd, deep gaze in his eyes. The corners of his mouth were turned up. He told her his phone number. She stared into his eyes for two seconds longer, before she looked away to write it down.
“What’s your phone number?” he said.
Maggie looked at him and blinked.
“Excuse me?”
“What’s your phone number? You know. So I can call you?”
Maggie looked away. Her back tensed.
“Well ...” she started to say, but couldn’t figure out the right words.
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Yes, but-”
“But what?”
Maggie sighed. Her shoulders slumped. Her arms hung at her sides, dangling the clipboard and the pen.
“I don’t, I mean, I just don’t know,” she said.
“Don’t know what? What’s not to know?”
“I don’t know if I can handle it,” she said.
Tony nodded. His lips were pinched, and a little sad.
“You mean cheating on your boyfriend. I can understand that. You love him.”
“It’s not about my boyfriend. I mean, I love him and all that, but ...” she said with a smile.
Tony was watching her with wide, intense eyes, like he couldn’t wai
t to hear what she was going to say next. That kind of attention made her a little uncomfortable. She pointed to the crotch of his pants. His eyes looked down.
“It’s about that cock you have in there,” Maggie said.
She let her hand settle lightly on the front of his pants, where there was a bulge that stuck out.
“I mean, if I’m gonna sleep with you, you know what I mean? I could barely get this thing in my mouth. What if I can’t get it ... You know? What if it hurts too much?”
Her fingers stroked slowly back and forth over the bulge. Under the fabric of his pants, he started to grow hard again. She felt a tingle from the tips of her fingers all the way through her body to her toes. How pleasant that she could arouse him again so soon.
“Yes. I know. I’ve had that problem before,” Tony said.
“What problem?”
He put his hand on top of hers and moved it back and forth along the length of his erection, which was stretched down into the leg of his pants. Between her legs, her pussy was wet, and her juices had soaked through her panties. Tony sighed.
“I get rejected all the time by women because I’m too big for them,” he said.
Maggie stared at him for a second, trying to decide if what he was saying was genuine. It sounded so absurd, though, that she couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of her. She covered her mouth with her hand.
“You’re making that up so I’ll have pity on you and go to bed with you,” she said.
But her hand was squeezing the shaft of his cock trough his pants.
“No. I’m not. Really,” he said, but he had a grin on his face like he was embarrassed that she saw through his fabrication. “A lot of women, they get all excited when they find out I’m so big, then when we get in bed and we’re gonna do it for real, they chicken out. I wind up with a lot of handjobs that way.”
“A lot of women?” Maggie said.
“Not like that. Not a lot of women. You know what I mean,” he said.
His face was flushed. She was smiling at him. He was so cute. Even if he was giving her a line just to ger her to sleep with him, there was no way she was going to let him get away before she felt that cock inside her.
They were quiet for a minute, just looking into each other’s eyes. His legs were spread and he was leaning back on the examination table with the crinkly paper. Her hand was moving back and forth over the ridge of his cock, which stretched almost to his knee. Maggie looked down at it.
