Chapter 7
"What did you say your name was, honey?"
"Starrett, Mr. Johnson, Millie Starrett."
"Well, Millie, you sure give one hell of a massage. Call me Marcus."
"Thank you, Marcus. How would you like your relief?"
"Any way you wanna give it, little darlin'. "
It was the first night of Marcus Johnson's three-night stay in the hospital, and Millie planned on making the most of every one of those nights. She had started by giving him a bath, and then wrapping his whole body in hot towels. After she had rubbed him down through the towels, she had removed them to find that the old man had one whopping, gigantic hard-on.
It was then that she had decided not to play any more games. She removed all her clothes and encouraged him to play with her tits, her ass and her pussy while she rubbed him down.
Now she had covered every part of his flabby body, except his huge cock, and he had left her with her own choice as to how to bring him off. She couldn't decide. Should she climb aboard and ride him to glory on her cunt? Or, should she sit back on him and let him ream her ass-hole. She had second thoughts about that because of the tremendous size of his cock.
She decided to blow him.
Millie crawled into the bed and got on her knees between his legs. She fisted his thick meat in her hands and leaned forward. His prick was still oily from the massage.
"You sure enough gonna suck my dick, little darling? "
"I sure enough am," Millie replied, and wrapped her luscious lips around his cockhead, sucking gently. She licked down the underside of his prick and then took his balls in her mouth one by one.
"Oh, honey," he groaned, his eyes closed in rapture, "you are good. Get it back in your head."
She did, bathing the length of his rod in warm saliva. He felt the beautiful blonde take his cockhead between her soft lips. Her tongue bathed its tip as she sucked at the juncture of shaft and head.
His cock got even bigger inside her eagerly sucking mouth. He could hear the girl between his legs gasp, and he chuckled to himself. Now let's see what she does with it, he thought
Millie felt the cock growing steadily bigger in her mouth. Soon she could no longer manage to keep it all inside. It grew hard and wide. Her cheeks hurt from sucking, but she opened her mouth wider and took even more of the pulsating organ. She sucked on, bobbing her head up and down rhythmically.
Marcus Johnson felt a burning deep in his balls. His cum was bubbling hot now, and slowly working its way up the shaft. He felt the girl's talented lips milk every inch of the burning shaft. As she passed her hot lips over his cock, her tongue whipped circles around the throbbing meat. He writhed and churned on the bed from the expert cocksucking he was getting. Suddenly, he felt his prickhead fill up with spunk and a wad of cream burst forth into the girl's hungry mouth.
It shot into her throat, coating it, and she swallowed furiously to keep up with the steaming loads. Cum dripped out of the corners of her mouth and hung off her chin.
Millie was happy, having her mouth filled with such delicious cum. She lapped at the jism still hanging on the cock, gobbling it up as fast as she could. The cum still dripping off her chin, she looked up to see the face of the man that she had just sucked off.
"Did you like that? Did you like the way I sucked your cock?"
"Honey, that was the finest blow job any nurse in this joint ever gave me. And I've had a few."
Millie looked at him coyly. "How would you like to stick your cock up my ass-hole?"
"Whewwweeee!" he gasped.
Millie cooed and purred on, asking him all of the things that he would like to do. Then she stood up before him, her breasts naked, the nipples erect and ready. Her angelic eyes blazed with fire. She watched him stare at her naked young flesh, and her pussy watered at the thoughts he must be having.
She stepped forward so that her legs touched his. His cock felt a twinge and began to rise. "That's it, Marcus," she purred, taking his cock and rolling it gently between the palms of her hands.
His gaze burned its way down from her breasts and over her soft stomach to the patch of cunt hair. She felt him staring at her cunt and it bubbled pussy juice just from his gaze. She leaned forward and brushed his cockhead against her wet cunt lips. His cock blazed to full size. He leaned forward and grabbed her by the arms. Millie tumbled into him, her tits crushing against his chest.
She squirmed into him so that her pussy lips caressed the shaft of his cock. She moved her legs back and forth, rubbing her moist cunt against his tool. He grabbed her ass and tried to lift her so that he could plunge into her cunt, but she playfully shifted one leg over his so that her cunt was out of reach.
Lust filled the head of his prick. Savagely, he lifted her above him and threw her onto the bed. She giggled and spread her legs wider, revealing her dripping pink cunt to his lusting gaze. He tried to jump on her, but she deftly rolled off the bed and he felt his cock slide against the coarse sheets instead.
"Tomorrow night, Marcus honey. We want this to last, don't we?" she teased. Then she dressed and skipped from the room.
"Damn little bitch," Marcus Johnson moaned, and beat his cock until globs of jism flew high into the air and down to stain the sheets. "But she's good. Damn, she's good!"
The following night, Millie started talking about fucking the second she got into the room and locked the door behind her. She walked toward the bed, removing a piece of her clothing with each step, until she stood right beside him, totally nude.
His body was covered by a thin sheet. Millie reached across and stroked his cock through the covering. "You have such a beautiful, big cock, Marcus honey," she said breathlessly. "Whenever I think of your cock, my pussy starts to water. You don't even have to touch me to make me come. All you have to do is show me your big prick. I get so turned on just by looking at it!"
Her words inflamed him. He felt his cock begin to stir and rise. Suddenly, the sheets stood straight up, as if they were covering the mast of a ship. He looked deeply into her beautiful eyes as she slipped into the bed beside him.
"Damn, you are one beautiful woman," the administrator gasped, leaning over and kissing her hard on the mouth.
Millie laughed and rolled onto her back, pulling him over on top of her at the same time.
He felt her nipples hard beneath his chest. Reaching out one hand, he stroked the insides of her sleek thighs. Moving steadily upward, he let his hand brush against her moist cunt lips. They were wet and hot, the swollen lips begging his hand to touch them. He moved his hand closer and closer to her oozing slit, until he was rubbing her luscious pussy lips. Millie's cunt poured forth juice under his fingers. Then he moved gently, separating the moist, inner folds. His fingers brushed against her clit, growing hard like a nipple. He rolled it between his fingers as the scent of her pussy tickled his nose.
Millie spread her legs wide apart and threw back the sheets. He glanced down at his hand buried deep within her moist, pink pussy. He moved his lingers slightly, his ring finger going up her hole while his forefinger still massaged her clit.
Marcus felt her cunt tighten up on his hand. The warm juices lubricated his fingers as they drove in deeper and deeper. She moved her own hand down to his massive hard-on. She couldn't quite fit her lingers all the way around it. She closed her fist on the head. It pulsated beneath her squeeze. She could feel the hot blood coursing through it as it grew hard as iron beneath her touch. She began moving her hand up and down slowly. A low groan erupted from his lips as she expertly played with his jerking tool.
Her hot cunt was driving him mad. He couldn't wait to plunge his blood-engorged cock in to the hilt.
"God, your fucking pussy smells good," he groaned. "So good."
"It is good, Marcus," Millie sighed. "It's good enough to eat. Why don't you lick and suck it a little, like I did to your fat cock last night?"
The musky odor of her cunt entered his nostrils and he bent down. Her legs spread wide apart, her pussy lips gleaming in front of his face. He eagerly buried his face in the dripping cunt. Sucking at the outer folds with his hot lips, his tongue round her clit, still hard from his fingers. He rolled his tongue over it, and she shot her legs straight up into the air.
"Oh, yes, I love it when you suck me ... yes, yes, right there! Suck my clit! Suck it!" she screamed as the cum ran from her cunt in torrents.
He pushed his face deeper into the moist, dark folds. He held the swollen outer lips in his mouth and the cunt juice poured into his throat.
"Now!" she cried, sliding from beneath him. "Fuck me now! Pour your meat up my pussy!"
"Yes ... oh shit, do I want to fuck you!"
He jerked her to him with a start. He crushed her mouth in a deep, tongue-searching kiss, tasting her saliva. He almost tore off her lips in his frenzy. Then his enormous cock began working its way between her legs, rubbing at her hot cunt. With one hand, he reached down and stroked her voluptuous breasts, flattening them against her body. Her nipples were just like two miniature cocks, fully erect and throbbing with desire.
Millie drove her tongue into Marcus' mouth with mad fury. She could feel his hot cock rubbing against her pussy walls as her cum dripped out. Perhaps it was the idea that this man was the head of the whole hospital that was driving her mad, but she had never wanted a cock so bad in her life.
She felt the long shaft tease her cunt into agony. She moaned and writhed in his arms, then reached down to his cock. As soon as she touched it, he uttered a deep groan. Her fingers cupped around the tip of the huge, pulsating head. Slowly she began to move her hand up and down, squeezing his throbbing cock and milking the cum from his bursting balls. He drove his hips wildly back and forth, fucking her tight fist. Then he reached down and placed his hand where his lips had so recently been-on her creaming cunt.
He spread the moist folds quickly apart and felt for the budding little clit. He felt her hot cunt juice spill out and fill his palm. He wanted nothing less than to cram his eager cock into this creaming young pussy.
He raised his fingers to his nose and inhaled deeply. The smell of cunt filled his nostrils. Millie's perfumed body smells mingled with the odor of her cunt in a delicious mixture, the tantalizing aroma of musk.
Suddenly, he felt her pussy walls tighten against his fingers. Her whole cunt seemed to shrink to half its normal size. He rubbed her clit harder, feeling the pussy tighten even more. Then, with a loud cry, she came, her clasping pussy dripping cum. She slumped heavily into his arms.
"Oh, honey doll, I'm gonna fuck you now! Shit, am I gonna poke a cock into you now!"
He rolled her over onto her belly. His hungry eyes swept the entire length of her body, taking it all in. Her legs were slightly spread so that a faint patch of light cunt hair rose between them. Her muscular thighs, strong and yet beautifully formed, rippled each time she shifted them. The two soft ass-cheeks rose invitingly into the air, followed by the soft curve of her back and shoulders. Her tits were just visible, crushed between her body and the bed. She lay with her head on her hands, her silky hair shining in the soft light.
As he stared at her body, she turned her head to him. Two enormous eyes caught him in a languid stare and the corners of her luscious lips turned up in an impish smile. She seemed to be inviting him.
He stood up on the bed and moved around to her head.
She smiled and lifted her face to his cock and balls. He watched with fascination as her little pink tongue slipped against his balls. His cock had gone partially soft, but the girl's playful tongue filled it once again with a thunderous rhythm. She took one of his balls in her mouth, rolling it around, covering it with hot saliva. When it was dripping, she sucked on the other one.
Marcus felt his desire reach an uncontrollable pitch. I have to fuck her, he thought, I have to fuck her or my cock will burst!
He looked down at her body again. Her soft tits shifted erotically as she strained to suck his balls and lick his ass-hole. He felt raked with desire. Reaching down, he grabbed her by the armpits and raised her up before him. Her tits brushed against his chest, filling his head with pounding lust.
He pulled her from the bed and led her over to a small table. Millie knew what he wanted as she leaned her body over the table. Her ass-cheeks spread wide apart, revealing her dripping cunt. Her cuntal lips were puckered and ready for him, but that wasn't what he had in mind. Just above the steaming slit was her tight little ass-hole, and that was what he stared at with such intensity.
His cock was like an iron battering ram. He stepped in close to her and ran his cockhead against her pussy. She moaned deeply and spread her legs farther apart. He worked his massive cock all over the outside of her eager, dripping cunt, covering it with pussy juice. Then he placed it firmly against her ass-hole.
"Oh, please, Marcus ... not there!" Millie pleaded. "You're so big and I'm so small there!" Her voice sounded like a little girl's. The sound of her pleading and her soft moans as he played his huge cockhead against her cunt and ass-hole strengthened his determination.
"I got to, baby ... I really want your ass!"
His cock, greased with her cunt juice, grew to an enormous length and width. Carefully, he worked the head against her rear slit, and with a little pressure managed to get the head into her ass. She let out a little yelp and spread her legs wider.
As her tight ass-hole squeezed against his cockhead, he felt the blood rise into his head. He pushed forward and got another two inches in. She squirmed and lowered the upper part of her body, pushing another inch of his hungry cock into her steaming ass-hole. He began to thrust in and out in a regular rhythm, working more and more of his prick into her ass with each thrust.
Millie made little sounds, almost as if she were crying.
"Does it hurt that much, honey?" he asked.
"Yes ... oh, fuck, yes! It hurts like hell!" she squealed. "But don't stop. For God's sake, don't stop! Stick it all up me. Make my shitter scream with your big, fucking prick!"
Marcus Johnson, the man who was going to boost Millie's career, even though he didn't know it yet, heard her words with only lust in his mind and cock.
He plunged full force into her ass, forcing his bursting cock into the hilt. She screamed and her cunt bubbled cum. He pounded her ass with a fury, thrusting his blood-engorged cock into her tender ass as fast as he could.
She began to move her hips in a circle, grinding his agonized prick deeper and deeper into her. The odor of cunt rose from her crotch and bathed the humping man. He felt his balls fill with cum, and it worked its way up his iron shaft. The steaming spunk rose within him, and he could feel his cockhead, deeply embedded in Millie's tender ass, fill with cum.
With a gasp, Marcus stiffened and let loose a stream of cum that filled her ass-hole to overflowing. She came again, feeling the hot spunk bathing her inner walls. Then she collapsed and lay flat against the table, panting furiously.
After the wild ass-reaming fuck of the second night, Millie wasn't sure she should go back for the third.
But her better judgment prevailed. Besides, underneath it all, she was amazed at the old man's ability to fuck. She was also amazed at the size of his cock.
He amazed her even further when she entered the room that third night. After giving him his bath, she asked, "Well, what do you want in the way of relief tonight, lover?"
"I want you to go insane."
"What?"
"Ever see one of these?"
"No, but I think I know what it is ... a tickler?"
"That's right, honey. And if you wanna go to the moon, you just get my big pecker hard, put one of them things on it, and I'll fuck the hell out of you!"
As he spoke, Marcus Johnson threw the sheet from his body. His huge cock popped into view. Millie's mouth and pussy watered at the sheer size of the thing.
He motioned for her to come closer. He slid his legs over the side of the bed, his cockhead pounding with blood.
"God," Millie murmured, "I think I'm falling in love with your cock!"
Millie took his throbbing prick in her hands. Each time she touched it, she felt a thrill. With all the time this prick had spent fucking her, she thought she would have grown used to it. But it wasn't so. Each time she touched it she felt the thrill all over again.
But it wasn't just the size of the prick that filled her with desire each time she saw it. It was the old man's cocksmanship, his technique and skill at using that magnificent tool, that was enough to make Millie cream just knowing that it was there.
She bent her head down and flicked her pink tongue over the surface. The taste of that cock made her mouth water for cum. She sucked on the big head, running her lips over it, milking it.
The big cock throbbed with blood, and the old man's head pounded as Millie's knowing lips spread over his prick. She whirled her tongue around the length of the shaft, bathing the hot cock with her slippery saliva. The distinctive odor of his crotch rose and filled her nostrils. She bent down farther, taking two more inches of shaft. into her moist mouth. The cock was pulsing at the back of her throat and she knew that to take any more would mean actually pushing the head down her tender throat. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to accommodate the pulsating length of meat. Plunging her head down on it as hard as she could, she managed to work her head into position and get two inches more of the shaft into her throat.
Marcus moaned and started pumping his cock in and out of her head. Millie quickly learned his rhythm, and to breathe between each of his powerful strokes. His glans slid in and out of her sucking throat. He felt the cum rise within his balls and pour up the shaft; his cock was ready to shoot.
Sensing this, Millie backed off. She had other plans for him tonight. "Now now, baby, I just want to turn you on," she purred.
When she felt that it was safe, she bent down over his cock again. She sucked at it until again the cum had risen and was threatening to pour out. Then she stopped.
"Oh, please, honey," Marcus begged. "Suck me off! I know how you love to eat cum! Suck me off for a second more and I promise that you won't know what to do with it all!"
"I thought you wanted to use the tickler on me, lover," she teased.
"Yeah ... oh yeah. Christ, I almost forgot, your mouth felt so fucking good on my cock!"
He tore the tickler from her hands. When he had it on his cock, it looked like some kind of sea monster, half-plant and half-animal with a thousand tendrils that would sting Millie's cunt to death with pleasure.
She let out a little cry when she saw the tickler slide into place. She threw herself back on the bed, her legs spread wide apart. He positioned himself between her legs and, with a wild grunt, rammed his hot cock into her.
Millie screamed when she felt the tickler rake her pussy walls with the feeling of a thousand hornets. "Oh," she moaned, "oh, Marcus, you're killing me! Ahhhhh..."
Again and again he rammed the tickler into her. She clawed at his back with her long fingernails until it was covered with bright-red welts. She lifted her legs up onto his sides and crammed her pussy against his cock, demanding that more of the thundering shaft be shoved up her creaming slit.
He pounded her faster and more furiously.
Millie's hot pink pussy creamed and creamed. She felt her muscular walls tighten and loosen a hundred times as the tickler drove her to the brink of insanity. Hot cunt juice bubbled from her slit. She heaved and churned against his weight, but couldn't move.
The tickler was driving her mad. Twice she tried to ripple her pussy walls to make Marcus come, but she had to stop each time. As the tickler drove deeper inside her it caressed the folds of her cunt, forcing her to scream with pleasure and pain.
When she tried to ripple her pussy walls, the agonizing feeling of his hot rod pounding her, and the special scrapings of the tickler's tendrils, made her lose consciousness for a moment.
Marcus could feel her pussy walls tighten. It was all the same, he thought, all the same with these broads. Throw a tickler into them and they're a mass of screaming jelly. His own sensitivity lessened by the rubber covering, he enjoyed watching Millie's frantic writhing.
Just a few moments before, she had had him in such a frenzy that he would have done anything to slam his rod into her. It's good for her, he thought coolly, to learn what it's like on the other side.
He kept up his furious pounding. Her cunt creamed wad after wad of juice. It covered the insides of her legs, frothing where his thundering pelvis met hers.
Millie had never felt like this before. She had thought that having the strange instrument used on her would be fun, something different for kicks. But it was not so now. The tickler was giving her the fucking of her life. She threw her legs high over his head, her feet clawing at the air. Her hands scratched insanely at his back.
The pain caused him to hump into her even faster. He sucked at her tits as he fucked her steaming twat. She stuck up her head and plunged her wet tongue deeply into his ear. The feeling of her hot saliva and the sounds of her slurping in his ear started driving him mad. Suddenly his prick felt as if it weren't wearing the tickler at all. He felt each bump and depression of the folds of her clasping cunt. His cum came plunging once more up the shaft of his agonized dick. His cockhead bulged, filled with hot cum. His cock opened and shot forth a tremendous load. So big, in fact, that it burst the rubber of the tickler and shot up into her cunt.
Time after time Millie could feel the hot cock pour another load into her. Her pussy, maddened by the tickler, exploded as streams of cunt juice bubbled from the lips of her slit. She wrapped her legs around him and hugged him to her. She rode his churning body as if it were a bucking bronco. Then, after several minutes, both lay quiet.
Millie shuddered again and again as she thought of her thunderous climax. Her cunt felt like it was soaked through. It was, for spunk and pussy juice still seeped from her slit. She tried to shift her weight, but his hard body held her down. He was barely conscious. His cock lay drained against his leg. Millie's hand caressed his dick. Her fingers played circles in the wads of cum that still stuck to it.
"For an old man," she murmured, "you sure can fuck."
"I never had such a good woman to fuck before, little darlin', " he groaned. "If you ever want anything from old Marcus, you just gimme a call."
"Oh, I will," Millie smiled up at him. "I will.-