A man I had never met before was standing in my bedroom. He looked at me without smiling while he removed his large dark grey overcoat and slipped off his shoes.
I judged him to be in his late fifties, he had thinning grey hair and a large moustache and while he wasn't quite as fat as Doctor Percival he still carried a lot of weight. I found myself looking at his crotch almost in a trance, wondering what his cock was like.
"Get up on the bed girl," the man gruffly ordered me. "On yer back, legs spread and lift yer skirt."
I instantly obeyed and watched as he undid his twill trousers and let them drop to the floor followed by his enormous white y-fronts. His already hard cock sprang out and I gasped at its size. It was far bigger than the doctor's, bigger even than my vibe.
He chuckled as he climbed onto my bed his great weight causing it to sag and creak, his huge cock bobbing and weaving before my eyes as if it were a giant snake trying to hypnotise me.
Grabbing my legs in his large hands he dragged me roughly down the bed towards him and ripped off my knickers with one hard yank.
"Sloppy seconds eh? I hear the doc's been up here already," and with that he thrust his huge cock straight up me and suddenly all the air was expelled from my body.
I felt as if I was being ploughed with a telegraph pole and I could barely breathe as he set about fucking me hard and fast, panting and heaving on top of me like a beached whale. I looked up at his flabby, sweating features and saw that he was looking straight ahead and concentrating on the job in hand, pummelling my cunt with heavy blows from his huge meaty cock...his huge beautiful meaty cock.
My bed creaked and rocked as he fucked me and fucked me, the springs squeaking and headboard banging loudly against the wall as I gasped and moaned now grinding my hips back into him to meet his thrusts. Clinging onto his corpulent body I licked and bit at his flabby flesh like a wild animal. By now I was more used to his immense size and the pleasure it gave was like electricity running through my body.
Yelling as my first orgasm exploded within me, I buried my face in his chest and wrapped my slender legs around his back, gripping onto him for dear life as his pounding increased in its intensity.
The gruff old man fucked me harder and harder for a beautiful eternity of sweat and hot flesh as I experienced what seemed like an unending orgasm that grew in its intensity. Until finally he cried out, calling me a dirty fucking whore, and drove his beautiful cock into me one last time to hold it there twitching and pulsating while he emptied his full hairy balls into my spasming cunt.
He took a few minutes to compose himself before drawing his cock out of me and, like a cork out of a bottle, it made a popping noise when it came out, leaving me feeling incredibly empty. Then, crawling up the bed, he proceeded to wipe his dirty cock on my face before stuffing it into my mouth. I didn't need him to tell me to clean it and I sucked greedily hoping that he would regain his hardness and treat me to a mouthful of delicious sperm.
But it was not to be and he soon withdrew collecting his clothes, dressing and leaving without another word. I lay there thoroughly fucked and deliriously happy, the fat old man's spunk oozing from my ravaged cunt and pooling on the bed sheets as it occurred to me that I had no idea what his name was. I decided I didn't really mind as I reached down between my legs to scoop up his cum with my fingers and bring it to my mouth, it tasted so good and I licked it all up greedily.
I was in heaven, but it was only temporary as I was disturbed by Doris, our maid, walking into the room. I looked at her puzzled, my spunky finger still in my mouth. She didn't stop, just walked straight over to my bed pulled me up and off it and onto my knees in front of her. Still puzzled I watched as she sat down on the edge of the bed and without looking at me lifted her skirt.
"Under! Now!" she barked.
I hesitated not really sure what she wanted me to do. Doris hissed impatiently and grabbed me by the hair with one of her pudgy hands before forcing my head under her skirts. It was suffocatingly warm, sweaty and dark under there. I could feel her large fat hairy thighs against my cheeks as she forced my head further forward and then her smell struck me.
The scent of fish emanating from Doris was stronger than the doctor's and was somehow deeper and earthier, but as with the doctor the smell made my mouth water. I had never done this before but I wanted to obey, I leaned forward pushing my face into her overgrown hairy bush and tentatively licked at her large sopping wet hole. The taste was delicious and I needed no more prompting from our fat old maid as I began to lap hungrily at her dirty old cunt, holding her large lips open with my hands and pushing my tongue as far up inside her as I could.
