A Special House Call

Dr Scott, having treated Claire's fever by bringing her to an earth-shattering orgasm, turned his attention to the girl's mom.

The doctor approached Susan in her chair. Susan watched the gorgeous naked man walk toward her, his big cock almost at eye level. The doctor held out his hand, and Susan took it. He pulled her to a standing position and essentially switched positions with her so that he was standing with the chair behind him and she was facing it. He then sat down, with her standing, facing him.

"Strip for me, Susan."

Susan again felt a rush of excitement, having the doctor command her like that. She felt a tiny twinge of nervousness...but mostly she felt exhilarated by the idea of undressing in front of Dr Scott. Susan knew that she had the type of body that men were attracted to. She had quite often caught co-workers -- many of them younger men -- sneaking peeks down her blouse or staring at her legs when she wore a shorter-than-exactly-appropriate-for-the-office skirt. Her intense sexual arousal was also giving her a naughty confidence that felt incredible.

Susan crossed her arms in front of herself and grabbed the bottom of her black tank top. She pulled the shirt up her body slowly, revealing her lovely midriff before exposing the bottom edge of her bra cups. She paused there for a moment, taking her time to work the shirt up over her brassiere, knowing her erect nipples were showing through the lace. She pulled the tank top the rest of the way off and let it fall to the floor.

Susan was glad that she had happened to wear a sexy black lace bra today -- and she knew that her big breasts looked good in it. Certainly, the doctor's gaze confirmed that. Susan's only desire was to please and pleasure this incredibly sexy man, and it made her flash on the bottom of her lingerie drawer. She thought about a few beautiful pieces she possessed -- things she hadn't worn in a long while -- and wished she was wearing one now. She thought particularly of a delicate, gorgeous black corset that she had, and of the way it cinched her already trim waist and accentuated her large tits. She could almost feel the garters that dangled off of it tickling her thighs, and thought about how exciting it would be unclip them and slowly roll her black, silk stocking down her smooth, shapely legs for the doctor.

Another time. The phrase entered her head and gave her a jolt. The mere idea, the mere possibility of a...follow up visit, let alone the notion of regular check ups, hee hee, filled her mind with the most delicious and naughty thoughts.

Susan proceeded to pop the button on her tight, white jeans and unzip the fly. She worked the tight pants over her hips, and stopped to playfully adjust the waistband of her panties as her jeans tried to pull them along. Susan's panties matched her lacy bra, and the doctor's eyes focused on them as they appeared. She worked the jeans down her lovely legs and worked them off of her nicely pedicured feet.

Susan loved feeling the doctor's eyes roaming over her. It was amazing to her that he had not been sexually satiated by fucking Claire, and Susan was determined to quench Dr Scott's seemingly very deep thirst.

Susan looked the doctor in the eye as she playfully pulled one, and then the other bra strap off of her shoulders and dragged them down her arms. She pulled both of them far enough down that they tugged on the cups, and she let them lower until they just about exposed her hard nipples.

The doctor watched as Susan put her hands behind her back to unclasp the brassiere. She knew this action pushed her breasts further forward toward him, and she took her time in this position because of it. She unclasped the back strap and slowly pulled her hands forward, allowing the bra to slip off her. The cups slightly resisted falling as they slipped over her big hard nipples.

Susan held her bra in one hand, letting it dangle there for a moment or two before lightly tossing it back onto the bed behind her.

Her breasts were indeed as perfect as Claire's, only much bigger. Susan knew they were spectacular, having felt a lifetime of men's distracted glances at them. She had had lovers, before Steve, who could not keep their hands off of them, or, she thought with a naughty grin, their cocks from being between them.

Susan ran her hands up her midriff and took her big tits into her hands. She gave them a squeeze, and enjoyed hearing Dr Scott give out a little grunt as she pinched her nipples.

After massaging her large breasts, enjoying the pleasure it gave her, Susan's hands slid down to the waistband of her panties. Susan had masturbated many times in the course of her life while fantasizing about being a stripper. The exhibitionism of it, the hunger of her audience, all of it was very arousing to her. She always envisioned a tall, dark, handsome and sexy man that she would do a striptease especially for...and here she was, standing in front of Dr Scott. The fact that her husband was now watching her perform this tease for a stronger, sexier and bigger man made it all the more exciting.

Susan pulled one side of the waistband down her hip, then the other, taking her time to very slowly expose herself. She gave a coy little faux surprised look, putting a hand to her mouth, as her panties came down just far enough to reveal that she clearly did not have any pubic hair. Susan literally could not remember the last time her and Steve had touched each other in a sexual way...but it still aroused her to keep her pussy shaved smooth none the less. She thought about it as being just for her, a little kinky secret that made flirting with men a little extra charged. She also loved the feeling of her silky lips when she masturbated.

With her panties halfway down her curvy hips, Susan turned around and faced away from Dr Scott. The doctor was treated to a lovely view of the woman's beautiful, shapely ass, the thong of her panties just starting to crawl down her ass crack.

Susan was now facing the bed, and made eye contact with Claire, who had recovered somewhat from her intense climax. She was now in the position she had been when all of this started, sitting, knees up, with her back against the headboard. Susan was amazed at herself, at the fact that she felt no discomfort with the 18 year old watching her. In fact, she felt a kinky rush of excitement knowing that she was inadvertently giving Claire tips on how to be seductive.

Susan leaned forward, pushing her ass back a bit toward the doctor. His eyes traveled over her body, and he could see the sides of both her big breasts from behind.

Susan hooked her fingers back into her panties and eased them ever so slowly down. She leaned over as she did so, bending at the waist, knowing she was giving Dr Scott an incredible view of her pussy as the damp panties pulled away from her lips. It was a move right out of her stripper fantasies, and she felt exhilarated doing it now.

Susan smiled to herself when it occurred to her that her yoga practice, a thing that Steve often scoffed at, was the very thing that was allowing her to bend so perfectly at the waist -- the thing in this very moment that was giving her the flexibility necessary to give the doctor such a spectacular, intimate view of her smooth pussy and ass. She hoped Steve felt jealous as hell.

She slipped the sexy black thong down to her feet, taking a moment to put her palms flat on the floor, before slowly hinging at the waist, her hands sliding up her legs as she stood back up.

Stepping out of the panties with one foot, she raised the other leg to knee level, reached down and pulled the lacy thong from her foot. She had lived this next, upcoming moment in her stripper fantasy so many times, but now that it was upon her, she felt a tiny flush of nervousness. Susan glanced for a moment at Claire, who returned her gaze. Susan bit her lip and then turned back to face the doctor.

Dr Scott watched the beautiful, curvy woman turn around to face him, now completely naked. Susan stood there, her perfectly smooth body looking delectable, with her panties dangling from her fingers. She walked toward the broad naked man on the chair, his huge erect cock pointing up at her. Looking him in the eye, she brought the black panties, soaked with her arousal, to her face, and inhaled deeply, smelling her own pussy on them. A quiet moan from the doctor told her he had enjoyed that.

She took one step closer to the doctor, and with a very quick glance at Steve, held the wet panties out to the doctor's face, dangling them in front of him. The doctor leaned slightly forward, and looked Susan right in the eye as he touched his nose to the soaked gusset. Susan felt light-headed as she watched him inhale deeply and let out a satisfied "mmmmm."

Susan felt a deep sexual connection to the doctor, as if they were almost psychically communicating. She knew, for example, that she was not in the dominant position just because she was the one dangling her panties in his face. She somehow knew instinctively that Dr Scott was allowing her to play at being in charge. He knew that she was fulfilling a fantasy she had long held. He somehow knew every sexual thing about her.

This knowledge seemed to pass between them, and it allowed Susan to momentarily be even more bold. She took her panties in both hands and stretched them out a bit, the gusset in the middle, and held them close to Dr Scott's mouth. The doctor opened his mouth to accept her panties, and at the last moment she pulled them away a bit with a sexy little smile on her face. The doctor gave her a little coy smile back, again allowing her for the moment to play the roll of woman in charge. She held them again in front of his lips, and this time, locked in his gaze, she held them in place as the doctor took her pussy-soaked panties onto his tongue and in his mouth.

Susan positively swooned at the sight, and quickly leaned down to kiss the doctor hard on the mouth, her wet gusset now between both their mouths. The doctor's hand found the the back of Susan's head, and he pulled her into him, their tongues swirling around each others' and her wet thong, the taste of her pussy mingling in their mouths. With his other hand, Dr Scott reached out and took hold of one of Susan's heavy breasts, his thumb circling her big, cigar-thick nipple. Susan moaned into his mouth. For the amount of carnal pleasure it was giving her, Susan thought, Doctor Scott could well be locking his mouth to her pussy.

The doctor gave Susan's nipple a good hard pinch, and she pulled her mouth away from his to gasp. Dr Scott took hold of the panties in her hands, pulling them from her fingers. He flung them onto the bed, landing them next to her bra. The doctor then pointed at Susan, and without saying anything, lowered his finger to the floor.

With one little gesture, the doctor had re-asserted his dominance after her little flirty panty game, and she loved it. Susan immediately got on her knees at his feet.

The doctor thought for a quick moment, and then turned his chair 45 degrees, so that he did not have his back to Steve, but was in fact now visible to Susan's husband. Dr Scott again looked silently at Susan. He gave her a 'come hither' gesture with his finger...and then pointed at his big, hard cock. Susan bit her lip and then crawled into position between his spread legs.

The doctor was sitting forward on the chair, so that his big, heavy balls were dangling down in front of Susan. She couldn't quite believe that she was going to get to play with this big, arousing sex organ in front of her. It was thrilling. She knew that for a man, fucking a nubile teen girl like Claire must be an incredible feeling...but she also knew that she herself was a very sexy woman -- and that she brought sexual experience and skill to this encounter.

Susan cupped one of her big tits in her hand and guided her rock hard nipple to the super sensitive spot right under the head of Dr Scott's cock. She brushed her nipple back and forth against it, enjoying the stimulation it was giving her and, based on the doctor's smile, the stimulation it was giving him, too.

She teased that spot with her stiff nipple for a bit before taking her big breasts in both hands and engulfing Dr Scott's huge cock with them, pressing it into her cleavage. The doctor's shaft was still slightly slick from Claire's pussy, and it made the big sex organ glide easily between her tits.

Susan thought of all the men she'd encountered -- coworkers, waiters, delivery boys, on and on -- who had more than likely longed to have her nice, big tits wrapped around their cocks like this. Men who had masturbated imagining it. The thought made it all the more arousing to be pleasuring Dr Scott like this.

And he was clearly feeling pleasure from it. The doctor had started thrusting up between her breasts. His cock was so big that the head kept popping far enough up to practically touch Susan's full lips. Susan couldn't resist, and with a little sideways glance over at her disgraced husband, she began trying her best to get the big cock head into her mouth with each of the doctor's thrusts. Aware of her desire for it, the doctor would sometimes thrust shallowly enough so she couldn't quite reach it with her mouth. It was a delicious game.

Having his head in her mouth a few times only made her hungrier for it, however, and after a bit she pulled back, releasing her breasts and putting her hands on the doctor's thighs, his big cock and balls now fully in her sight.

For a moment, Susan returned to her stripper fantasy. She had often imagined that her striptease in front of the dark, handsome client would lead to more. Having the client and perhaps a friend or two in a private room meant that she could break the rules -- break the rules like a naughty, slutty stripper -- and she would saunter over to the door, her hips swaying, knowing all eyes were on her ass, and lock it. And then she would get on her knees in front of the client and worship his cock with her mouth. She realized now that there often was an aspect to the fantasy that included the fact that client's friend or friends -- coworkers, maybe -- would sit and watch, full of envy, but aware that their friend was the alpha of the group -- and the man with the biggest cock -- and that they could do nothing but sit in their grudging jealousy. As she gazed at the doctor, naked with his legs spread in front of her, knowing that her husband was watching it all with aching humiliation, the line between the fantasy and reality blurred to the point of disappearing.

She placed the tip of her tongue right at the underside of Dr Scott's cock head and, savouring every moment, glided it down the long, thick, smooth shaft. When she got to the base she went slowly back up one side...and then back down the other, trying to lick every single inch of it. When she got back down to the base of it on the 4th of 5th run, she went a little lower, and placed her lips against his balls.

Susan couldn't help it -- she just adored the doctor's balls. They hung perfectly symmetrically, and they felt silky smooth as she brushed her lips against them. She gave them a series of very gentle, almost loving kisses before she started lapping at them.

She worked her tongue all over his big, beautiful balls, holding his hard cock in her hand as she did so. She loved feeling their weight on her tongue as she licked, and she got her tongue as far back behind them as possible in that position, feeling his firmer but equally smooth taint with her tip. Claire, from her position on the bed, watched her mother intently as the woman pleased the doctor.

Susan started stroking the long, thick shaft with her hand as she started taking his balls into her mouth. They were much too big to get both in at the same time, so she alternated sucking on one and then the other, loving the feeling of them filling her mouth. Her hand glided up and down his huge cock as she used her tongue and lips to worship his balls. She could hear Dr Scott's low moans as her tongue swirled around his big sex orbs.

She then changed her tack. Susan ran her tongue from as far back behind the doctor's balls as she could get it, all the way up to the tip of his head, parted her full lips and took the big cock into her mouth. She adored how much it filled her mouth, and she knew that she was capable of taking it much deeper than Claire had managed. Susan revelled in the feeling the smooth shaft sliding between her lips as she deep throated the huge thing. The hand she had been using to stroke the doctor's shaft now slipped further down, and as she continued to suck his cock she fondled, massaged and playfully tugged on his balls. Susan could hear and feel Dr Scott's arousal, and she felt unbearably turned on and empowered to remember what a vixen -- and what a skilled cocksucker -- she was.

Susan continued to make love to the doctor's cock with her mouth -- she felt like she could lick and suck him forever. She only stopped when Dr Scott grabbed a fistful of her hair and firmly pulled her off of it, bending down to kiss her hard on the mouth. The doctor then stood up and, maintaining his grip on her, pulled Susan carefully but authoritatively to her feet. The big strong man then grabbed the chair he had been sitting in and set it pretty much right in front of Steve.

Dr Scott guided Susan to it. He took her hands and placed them on the back of the chair, leaning her over it, and then lifted one of her legs and put her foot onto the seat. Susan was facing Steve, her big breasts dangling not too far from him.

Susan felt the doctor put his hands on her curvy ass...and suddenly she gasped as his tongue ran the length of her pussy lips. The doctor had crouched down and now had his face buried between her legs from behind.

Susan arched her back and pushed her ass into the doctor's face as she started to moan. He circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, giving Susan an extreme pleasure that she had not experienced in a long while.

The doctor was incredibly skilled with his tongue. He seemed to know exactly how to lick her -- pacing, pressure, when to change approaches -- and Susan knew she was not far off from exploding. A big gasp interrupted her moaning as Dr Scott ran his tongue back over her lips and across her asshole.

"Oh God", she exclaimed, practically in Steve's face. A naughty thought crossed her mind at that moment -- he's giving me the Claire treatment. The doctor slid one of his hands off of Susan's ass cheek, and as he continued to tease her most private hole with his tongue, he began lightly rubbing her clit with his thumb. It was an overwhelming amount of pleasure for Susan, and she knew there was no coming back from the edge of the orgasm right in front of her.

Susan locked eyes with Steve for a moment. She realized that another man was about to make her cum right in front of her husband, and the look of envy and humiliation on his face was delectable. Steve having to watch her experience a pleasure that he could never, ever deliver pushed her over the edge, and she came very hard against the doctor's face as his tongue snaked into her ass.

Dr Scott stood up, and Susan, still breathless, felt the big head of his cock press against the opening of her pussy. Susan's orgasm had not even subsided as he pushed his big, beautiful cock into her from behind.

Susan's moans filled the room as the doctor thrust in and out of her, filling her in a way she had never been filled before. He was easing more and more of his cock into her with each thrust, and Susan knew it was going to push her quickly to another climax. The doctor, with a little smirk at Steve, reached forward and took Susan's big breasts in his hands, squeezing and fondling them as he fucked her.

Just before Susan hit her second orgasm, the doctor pinched both of her nipples, making her scream in pleasure as she exploded. She was bucking herself back against Dr Scott, lost in her intense climax.