The House Call

The summer I turned 19 and finished my first year of undergrad at USC, I needed a summer job. It was mid-May and my friends and I hung out at my house which was fun but when you're that age, you need your freedom from your parents. My BFF Maggie told me that she saw on Facebook that a local doctor was looking for a live-in housekeeper for the summer. Dr. Thomas was very wealthy and owned a huge house outside of town. When I called and found out what he was paying, I accepted the job.

My dad was a little apprehensive but actually knew Dr. Thomas and also knew he had a solid reputation, so he gave me his blessing even though I really didn't need it. The day I arrived with my luggage, Dr. Thomas's wife Patrice, who was a black lady in her mid-60s, very classy, very pretty for her age, greeted me at the door and showed me my downstairs room, which was better than the one I had at home. Patrice was about 140 pounds, always had her nails and hair fixed while looking great.

Patrice showed me the house which had 8 bathrooms, an in ground pool, among other things. As she walked me through my duties, timetables, locations of supplies, and payment protocol, we just sat and chatted, When the subject turned to Dr. Thomas, she told me that he was 59 years old, they had been married 40 years, he was Chief Surgeon at the hospital for the last 15 years and was the longest standing black surgeon to be chief in the state. I was very impressed with the both of them. The Thomas's had a cook and a gardener, so I really didn't have a ton of chores as long as I kept things picked up, dusted, vacuumed, and looking nice.

When Dr. Thomas arrived at the house around 8pm, he entered in a bad mood as if he had a long day. Dinner was on the table and Patrice introduced him to me. He was cordial but seemed exhausted and irritated. Dr. Thomas was not a large man as he stood about 5'10 and weighed 160 pounds. His salt and pepper hair was mostly gray and he wore a thin, neatly shaved, also mostly gray, goatee. He looked like he was in very good shape, judging by his thin waist, and his covered frame inside his dress shirt and tie. From first sight of Dr. Thomas, I thought he was a handsome and distinguished looking older man.

Dr. Thomas's mood began to shift during dinner as we all talked. He seemed to gradually get more sociable and friendly. He was impressed that I was intending on going to Pharmacy School and kept giving me welcomed advice.

"Well young lady, there are many areas you can branch off into once you're out. I know some people in the field that can help you," insisted Dr. Thomas.

I was very thankful and excited when he added, "Also, call me by my first name, Ed."

I smiled and agreed to follow that instruction when I responded, "Ok, Ed it is. Now you can call me Brittni or Britt."

After dinner, I spent the evening texting my boyfriend Luke while watching television and playing on my laptop. I had met Luke while in biology and he even helped me study. We were semi-serious and having sex even though he wasn't the greatest lover. He could never give me orgasms but he was sweet and we had a lot in common.

I got up the next morning, cleaned and took care of my duties before laying out by the pool. The job sure had some perks. Patrice had a golf outing and I had a couple girlfriends come over for a swim while Luke worked. We laughed, tanned and had a great time. My girlfriends couldn't believe the house and kept commenting on how lucky I was.

That night after my shower, I was spreading lotion on my tan lines and painting my toes when Ed came down to my room and asked if I needed anything at the store. I gave him a few items when he offered to spread some of the lotion on my back and neck. As he squirted the lotion and began to rub, it was very soothing. Ed was a cardiac surgeon and those hands were just as precise on my torso.

"Thank you, Ed. That feels so nice. Now if you would excuse me, I need to get dressed," I giggled.

Ed laughed, "Oh ok. Are you sure you don't want me to stay and give you a physical?"

I was caught off guard a little when I responded nervously, "No that's ok. I'm sure your wife would not be happy."

The rest of the week seemed to be a similar scenario with me working in the morning, swimming in the afternoon while sometimes my friends visiting and sometimes it was Luke. That night, I was up late emailing people when I went to the kitchen for something to eat. I had the refrigerator door open and sandwich making food on the counter when a naked Ed walked inside the kitchen without any concern for concealment. I was stunned and even looked around like I was on a hidden camera show.

Of course the two things that stood out the most were that Ed's cock was freaking huge and hard as baseball bat. I have used this expression before but it was definitely appropriate on a guy who was not very big in stature, but the dick sticking out of this man looked like it was Photoshopped on him.

I snapped my hand up to cover my eyes and embarrassingly apologized, "I am so sorry. I shouldn't be out here. This is your house."

"No, no. Don't you worry about it. It's my fault. I'm just so frustrated and had to come out here and get something to eat. Don't be embarrassed. I'm not," was Ed's reassuring response.

I was curious with my hand still covering my eyes, "What do you mean...frustrated?"

Ed took me by my wrist and slowly led me to one of the guest rooms. He sat down on the loveseat beside me while gently taking my hand away from my eyes when he soothingly said, "It's ok. Don't be shy. You are a strong, independent young lady, and even though you have only been here a short time, I feel like we have this connection and I can trust you."

I hadn't noticed a previous connection but I started to get that flutter in my stomach when Ed gently brushed my hair out of my eyes, guided the back of his fingers down my cheek and whispered, "Do you know you are so beautiful, Britt? You really are. You are so carefree and that shows me how frustrating my marriage is right now. I love my wife with all my heart but our sex life has been...well...let's just say not very good, to say the least."

As I listened genuinely concerned and curious but couldn't take my mind or eyes off his huge pole gouging him in the ribcage as he continued, "I feel like I can tell you anything so I'm just going to say it. I haven't had an orgasm in...a little over two years. I started having erectile dysfunction and couldn't maintain an erection...Mother Nature had taken her toll I guess."

I chimed in as I pointed my eyes at his current monster erection, "Uhhh, it doesn't look like it to me."

"Well, I started taking Viagra and wham, here's what we got sticking up as you can see, which is great, but now that has created two problems. One is my wife hates sex. She has gone through the change of life which has destroyed any desire and sex hurts her. She does it occasionally but is very uninterested and that includes oral sex as well. I was making love to her before she stopped me and I decided to get a sandwich. The few times we have done it, problem number two rears its ugly head in that the Viagra gives me such a powerful, rock hard erection, it prevents me from ejaculating and I just go on forever even if I try to masturbate," Ed shared his story.

I chuckled and mumbled, "My boyfriend sure doesn't have that 'problem.' He's done in a few minutes."

Ed leaned in where his face was just inches from mine, "Maybe he just can't help himself because you're so pretty." Then he gave my bottom lip a gentle kiss and he used his hand to put my hand directly on his hard cock. "You like that? Feel how hard it is for you my little flower. Don't worry about Patrice, she took a sleeping pill and is out like a light" he added.

I should have stopped what was happening but I just couldn't resist. Maybe it was because he was an older, experienced, charismatic, handsome man or maybe it was because he was a cardiac surgeon and I was mesmerized by the prestige or maybe it was because he was married and forbidden or maybe it was because he had such a big dick and I had never seen one in real life. I don't know exactly what it was but I'm sure it was a combination of all these factors that caused me to give into temptation.

As our kissing became stronger, I started stroking his cock and that is when I noticed it was uncircumcised. Even though it was hard as a rock, that thin layer of foreskin slid up over the head during my upward strokes. Ed had worked his way hovering over top of me while holding himself up with one hand on the loveseat arm beside my head and the other hand on the back of the furniture. He was kissing his way down my neck until my lust had overwhelmed me and even though I was nervous, I knew I wanted that big black dick in me.

He raised up and disappeared for a moment as I shed my shirt, shorts, and panties. He returned with a box of condoms and as he walked his dong just bounced like it was leading him. I was on birth control and have never been a big fan of condoms but he probably felt with all the unknown, we needed them. He tore open the package and unrolled the rubber on his big "at least 9 inch package". I noticed the condom box sitting on the floor was marked Magnum XL which was very understandable.

I laid down on the large rug sitting on the hardwood floor. I was on my back while Ed was on his knees tapping his huge tool on my pussy lips. It was wet from all the kissing but I was still very nervous for the initial penetration. Would it fit? Would it hurt? Those were just a couple of questions that kept running through my mind.

Right before insertion, he rubbed the head of his cock on my clit which felt amazing with all the tingling I had been feeling. The condom's reservoir tip gave me a little extra sensation. When he pushed his fat cock past my labia, I felt it stretching me. My pussy was being widened further than ever before as it was also painful. It was twice as big as Luke's.

As I squirmed from the discomfort, Ed whispered, "Are you ok?"

I groaned, "It's so big. Just be sure you go slowly,"

Ed was very sensitive to my needs as he would push it in, hold it still until my vaginal walls would acclimate to its girth, withdraw it, then push it back in a little further each time. When he finally had every inch buried inside my pussy, I had never felt so full. The word "stuffed" comes to mind. He was very slow as he moved his cock in and out while we began kissing again.

It hurt but felt oh so good. He was working it deep inside my pussy as I put my legs up to give him a better downward stroke angle. He was pumping slightly faster and I loved that monster tool filling me up. From over his shoulder, I was aroused seeing his muscular ass moving up and down.

"Oh, god. Just like that. You're gonna make cum. Yes! Yes!" was all I could groan.

He whispered, "Do it angel. I want you to cum. Orgasm for me."

That was it as I moaned long and deep throughout my climax. This well hung man was doing things to my pussy that no guy had ever done. He was humping and pumping with such a steady rhythm that not long after my first one, I began moaning again, "Ooooooo. Aughhhhhh," in another lust fueled orgasm. It hurt so good!

I now wanted that cock assaulting my vagina, in spite of the pain when I ordered, "Do it harder. Fuck me harder!"

He obliged me and began pumping faster. That is when I felt his large hanging balls slapping my ass with each thrust. I gritted my teeth and took all he had to offer. It was going to be a big one and I reached around and smacked his ass several times to help get myself off. It was time and my legs began to quiver when the most powerful orgasm ripped through me. I dug my heels into the rug and actually, involuntarily scooted myself away from him when I came. My scream was very loud and out of control during my seizure like climax. It was like electric waves jolting out of my vagina and anus all at once. I had never known that sex could feel so wonderful.

Ed gave me two more earth shattering orgasms before I noticed friction taking its toll during the 30 minute session. He was breathing hard and sweating profusely, so we both needed him to cum. Ed suddenly just stopped pumping and pulled his cock free from my tight hole. Evidently it was so tight, the condom was half hanging off the end of his hard-on.

Ed sighed, "See, I told you. It's no use. We could make love all night and nothing. I cannot cum."

With my pussy completely swollen and satisfied, I was determined to make Ed cum. I stood up and now it was my turn to take him by the wrist and sit him back on the loveseat. I pulled the dangling condom off his pole and when I pressed my face against the side of the shaft, I couldn't help but get even more turned on from the smell. From barebacking his wife and having his cock confined inside the condom, it smelled like a mixture of Patrice's pussy and latex rubber. I just kept kissing his dick before sniffing that aroma from the balls, up the shaft, to the head. It was so erotic.

While now down on my knees between his legs, I completed the difficult task of putting my mouth around the fat black snake. As I bobbed my head up and down, I simultaneously used one hand to stroke the shaft. Ed slouched down, cocked his head back to get comfortable and allow me to do my thing. I sucked and jerked and sucked and jerked but it was difficult to perform great fellatio on such a fat prick.

Ed was moaning as was I, but after 10 minutes, I knew I needed to step up my game. That is when I opened my throat and forced myself down until I had swallowed every inch before the gagging and watery eyes caused me to pop back up. I continued to deepthroat this blood filled pole but that wasn't working either. I didn't care how long it took, I was now on a mission to make this old man blow his load.

From my knees, I raised up a little higher and put both hands on his dick. There was still room to spare. Even though his cock was already coated with slobber from my sucking, I knew this job was going to need an extra amount of lube. I spit once on the head and smeared it around but decided to work up a huge mouthful of saliva and allow it to ooze out of my mouth and down to his cock which provided enough for both hands. That is when I began sucking it again while I double stroked. I loved how the foreskin would gather over his cock head in my mouth tempting me to lick inside it when I could.

"Mmmmmm," I moaned as I blew Ed.

He was groaning and enjoying every minute of my blowjob. When I began twisting my hands around the mighty tool like I was grinding pepper, I felt the small pre-orgasm twitches with my lips. His dick was now throbbing and the semen was marching its way to the top. I knew he was getting closer to giving me the reward that I had worked so hard for.

"Sweetie...oh my God...oh God...it's gonna be a big one. Are you sure you're ready for it. It's been such a long time," the heavy breathing Ed warned while, like a gentleman, holding my hair in a ball out of the way.

"Um hum," I hummed in agreement with my mouth full of cock and a wink as I looked him in the eye.

Ed slid down even further in the chair where his back was where his ass should be when he lifted his feet to a tiptoe position and yelled loudly, "AUGH! YEA...HERE IT COOO...," before his hips lurched upward causing his ass to raise off the cushion and blasting the largest wad of cum in recorded history. The first shot struck me in the back of the throat like a 2 liter pop exploding. Even though I was anticipating Ed's large ejaculation, it still caught me off guard. What really surprised me, was his second, third, and fourth spurts were just as large as the first.

It was like someone had turned on a hose. At that moment, I honestly believed he hadn't cum in two years because he was writhing around on the loveseat as I sucked and jerked out of him the largest load I had ever seen in person or on the internet. He literally filled my mouth with the thickest cum ever. When he finally finished blasting, I pulled my lips off his dick and felt like I had a mouth completely full of warm, tapioca pudding. My mouth was so full, my cheeks puffed out like a squirrel storing nuts.

Ed lay there quivering his satisfaction and mumbling, "Thank you angel. Thank you baby. That was amazing."

As I began the task of swallowing his pent up, clumpy seed, it was very bitter and salty. It didn't want to go down very well as I eventually needed a bottle of water to help the sperm complete its journey. I wish I could tell you it tasted nice but it didn't. It was foul but I was so happy that I had accomplished my mission. I took his softening cock, squeezed it a few times and each time a large bead of cum would appear in his hole and I would slurp it out like a vacuum until there wasn't any left. Ed kissed me and thanked me over and over before leaving my room. We both went to sleep completely satisfied.

The next evening, Ed didn't get home until 11:30 from the hospital. Even though my vagina was sore, I couldn't help but thinking about that big cock and how thoroughly Ed fucked me to some amazing orgasms the night before. I was hoping for a repeat performance as I diddled myself off and on throughout the evening even so much as to search a little internet porn.

He showered and lightly knocked on my room door. I was sitting on my bed with my legs crossed, looking at my laptop, wearing my sweat pants, t-shirt, and ankle socks when he greeted me, "How's my angel this evening? Guess what I took in the car on the way home?"

We talked and he handed me a small box while wearing only a towel around his waist. It was diamond earrings and very thoughtful as well as expensive. I thanked him and got up on my knees to give him a hug. He took my face in his hands and planted a large kiss on my mouth which led to me kissing him back. Ed moved his kissing down to my neck before lifting my shirt off over my head. He continued kissing into my cleavage and sucking my nipples. He massaged one breast while he sucked the other, before switching. Ed was now on top of me, kissing his way down to my navel. He licked around my belly ring before pulling my sweat pants and panties off. His long tongue eventually settled on my pussy. He licked, kissed, and played with every part of my lady area until I grabbed the back of his head, mashing it to my crotch while I came. I squirmed and moaned until my climax had ceased.

Ed dropped his towel and there was that huge black cock I had missed with all those glorious veins running up and down it. With Ed standing next to the bed, I leaned over and began to suck and jerk that magnificent tool. That didn't last long as I wanted it in me again. Ed had brought a condom in the room with him and I took it off the table, tore it open, and unrolled it down his dong. He climbed on top of me and I guided to my opening.

When he pushed it inside me, it was like I had missed a long lost friend. The last 24 hours, I had yearned for that "stuffed" feeling once again and thank God it was taking place. Ed started slowly, allowing me to get acclimated but quickly pumped my pussy like he was drilling for oil. My hands were wrapped around his back when I began to orgasm. It felt so good, I lightly bit his shoulder.

I whispered in Ed's ear, "I want you to do me doggie."

He flipped me over on my knees and slid himself back inside my walls. I felt even fuller in this position. He held onto my hips and began to pump me again. Because of the snugness, it felt like he was pulling some of my vagina out with him during each withdrawal before slamming it home. It didn't take long and I was on the verge of cumming again.

"Oh my. Oh God! Keep going! Just like that, don't stop. Oh, Oh. Ohhhhhhhhh!" I spasmed on his thrusting tool.