by Lance Mayhem
“Jesus, Doctor. I don’t know. I don’t feel right about this.”
“Please Mrs. Daly. This would fulfill a childhood fantasy of mine.”
I gave Marcia another hard stroke of my meat. “Ahh” she replied. “Well, I suppose it would be okay. Make it quick.”
“Oh, it will be very quick. I assure you.”
I dropped my pants and underwear to the floor where they bunched around my ankles; out sprang my boner, thick and long, it leaped forward like a jaguar ready to pounce on its prey. “Jesus, Christ,” I said. “Are you ready for me?”
Marcia spread her feet wide, and bent herself forward and over the chair. From the rear, I had the picture, perfect view—a wet, swollen and pink pussy as big as a horse and ready to be penetrated. I used my feet to kick her legs even further apart, then I pushed my way forward, spearing her like she was the last piece of meat at a Walton family dinner. She was so soft, juicy and inviting. Her vaginal lips engulfed my cock up to the base of my balls. With my dick locked in deep, I began rocking, back and forth, back and forth, and back and forth, slowly sliding my dick inside her pussy like a piston while using my hands to guide her hip movements. Jesus, she felt good.
Marcia’s cheeks jiggled with every stroke of my cock; even from the rear I could see her tits sway like two large water balloons. With each forward thrust she moaned loudly and in time with the rhythm of my gyrating hips. As I fucked her, my eyes transfixed on her writhing ass, and my ears resonated with her singsong moans. Both the sight and sound were hypnotic.
Soon, I picked up the pace and began fucking her more forcefully. My cock was firmly planted in her pussy and my strokes became more pronounced and deliberate. Slap, slap, slap, that wonderful sound of fucking rang off the walls like the Devil’s applause. Slap, slap, slap.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I said.
“God, that’s it,” Martha replied. “Fuck me hard with your hard cock. Fuck me!”
Then, I really let her have it. I pumped her pussy hard using long, deep strokes. Loud slapping noises continued to emanate from ground zero as I pounded my groin violently against her chubby ass; I stopped occasion to rest. After one such hiatus, I gathered all my energy and breath, and then began rocking the living shit out of her. Slap, slap, slap. The sound of our fucking rang out through the room and told everyone within earshot what we were doing. Slap, slap, slap.
“Oh God, oh God,” I moaned as I dumped my load into her pussy. My cock convulsed and shot scum into the back of cervix with the force of a shotgun. With the last drop spilled, I pulled out. As my dick retreated, cum flowed from her pussy and down her legs in bright white streams. A string of semen ran from her cunt all the way to the floor. Pools of semen coagulated on the clean tiled floor. I had made a big mess for me to clean up later, but I didn’t mind. I was good at cleaning up messes.
To my surprise, Marcia suddenly wheeled around, and then dropped to her knees. I closed my eyes but could hear the loud slurping sounds coming from her mouth. She sucked me dry before I came a second time and filled her mouth with leftover sperm. My load was smaller this time, but the orgasm was no less intense than my first. When she had finished, she looked up me at me and smiled. Her lips glistened, and her face was as gentle as a schoolgirl’s.
Chapter Four
I watched as Marsha dressed, her cunt still dripping my juice like a leaky faucet.
“I don’t know what got into me,” she said.
“I got into you,” I replied.
She smiled at me and said, “I’m a married woman. George and I have been married for over thirty years. I have never done anything like this before.”
“Don’t feel bad. Sometimes, you just need to get it out of your system.”
“I got it out of my system alright.”
After she was fully dressed, Martha slowly sauntered up to me. The smell of sex still hung heavy in the air and on her lips. “Well, Tommy, I’m glad to see you grew up to be a medical doctor. I like to think I had some small part in your success.”
“Believe me, it was no small part. I think you had a lot to do with it.”
Martha cocked her head to the side. “Really?” she said.
“I think so.”
“Well, its nice of you to say anyway. Should I schedule another appointment Doctor?”
“Oh, I most certainly think you should.”
Martha smiled and winked and me; then she exited the examining room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. What a douchebag I am. I wanted to say something but I didn’t have the heart or more importantly the nerve to tell her I wasn’t a doctor, just a lowly janitor who cleans up at night after the real doctors and nurses leave.
This place is a mess. I better finish cleaning up.
The End
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