Working the night shift as a vampire was always an interesting and sometimes even fun job that allowed me to keep in shape. I had to face that it was catching up with me, being forty-five, but that didn't mean accepting the effects that forty-five could have. I had kept in shape and at 5'2" and 120 pounds I still had a flat tummy, toned backside and even though they sagged just a bit a nice set of full 34 d breasts. I wasn't shy about showing off how good I still looked and enjoyed the way men looked at me, the power their stares gave me over them. Being on nights, I would often times wear a slightly shorter than acceptable dress, knowing my lab coat would hide that fact from the world. I liked wearing low cut tops that allowed me to show off my tits and occasionally could pull off not wearing a bra depending on the top I wore. The younger security guards at the hospital I worked in were always fun to mess with, sometimes not being able to contain their sexual excitement when I flirted.
One night, I was working on taking some blood draws, when I had to do a set of draws on a patient that was special ordered. Going up to the floor I told the girls at the nurse's station I'd be in there for about twenty-five minutes as the draws were slow draws. Going into the room in question I sat my stuff down and turned to wake up the patient as I was going to need him to be very still and once I got started he wouldn't be able to get up and pee or move around. Not that I've ever been prudish or anything, but when I turned around I was stunned by what I saw. The patient, an attractive black man in his late thirties, was lying in bed with his covers pushed to the side and revealing the most impressively sized cock I'd ever seen. Not that I wanted to stare but this was amazing. I held up my forearm next to it and his cock had to have been twelve inches long soft. I swear it was as big around as my wrist or maybe even my forearm.
Trying to focus on getting my things ready and feeling a little flushed I could feel myself getting excited at seeing this massive cock in front of me. Looking him up and down he was an attractive guy and in good shape. I tried to wake him up, nudging his shoulder gently so as not to startle him.
"Sir," I called to him. "Mr. Jones".
As I shook him and he remained still, slightly letting out a snore as his head turned sideways, I found myself looking back down at his cock. It was like being in a trance I guess because before I knew what I was doing I could see my hand reaching down for it, wrapping around the shaft just to test how big around it really might be. I was stunned when I couldn't get my fingers around it. I felt kind of like a kid in a candy store suddenly as I realized I was finally getting to touch a black cock, having always been with white men including my boyfriend. It was so exciting to stare at that I felt myself getting wet at the thought of what I could do with such a massive tool. Not that I would ever have taken advantage of someone like that but still, the things that entered my mind. That was when I heard myself, like a little voice in my head, the words rang out. You've got to taste it, I could hear myself thinking, almost like a second person steering me.
Jesus Suzy, what are you thinking, I thought to myself. Still though, as completely out of it as the patient was, I could do this without anyone but me knowing. It was a big beautiful cock and I could just give it a lick, albeit a long lick as massive as it was. Putting the rails of the bed down and watching for any reaction I stood there, simultaneously frozen in fear and excited lust. Nothing, he hadn't moved. I could hear myself thinking, go on chicken shit, he's out cold, you know you want to.
Leaning over him, slowly wrapping my hand around the base of his massive cock, I held it up and parted my lips. As I ran my tongue up from the base of his tree trunk like manhood to the tip I could feel my own excitement growing. Then, before I could stop myself, I was at the top and opened my mouth wider, taking the massive head in between my lips. Stroking this giant tool as I gave it a couple of quick sucks I thought I was going to cum right there. I reached down and cradled the large nuts at the base of his oversized tool as I worked my mouth down on him, only able to take a few inches because of his size. I suddenly awoke from my sex crazed trance and realized I was practically raping this man. Giving the head a couple of good all around licks as I pulled away left his cock laying there against this ripped abs, smiling to myself as I prepared to do what I had come there for. That's when my experience turned scary...
"Don't stop now."
I froze, not sure what to do. I could easily grab my tray and run for it but that wasn't going to change anything. The only thing to do was face the music and hope he wouldn't call me in.
"OMG...I'm so sorry," I told him. "I've just...well I've never..."
"Sucked a big black cock before," he said, sitting up slightly in his bed, still not covering his massive tool that was now half hardened.
"Please," I begged, "I promise, I've never done anything like this."
"So," he smiled. "Why don't you come a little closer? I've seen you a few times and I liked what I saw."
Not sure what to do I walked the three steps back to his bedside. Standing there, shaking in fear, I looked into his lustful eyes not sure what he was thinking.
"Can we just forget this?" I asked him. "Please?"
"You've seen me, I want to see you now..."
Obviously his idea wasn't to forget this. I was so pissed at myself right there. I had an awesome boyfriend at home that did anything I wanted and here I was sucking off some stranger. Standing there I was frozen in time, oblivious to what my patient was saying until I watched him grab for the phone.
"No, please..." I said, relenting. I turned on the light and got closer to him. "Here, now you can see me."
"Woman please, I want to see all of you." Looking me up and down he told me to take off my lab coat.
