("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2009. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Our Successful Careers as Urologists by Bhuralund (bhuralund@gmail.com) *** My wife and I are both urologists and we both love strange cocks. We are in the perfect profession because we get our daily dose of watching, holding, feeling and sometimes swallowing cocks to our advantage. (MMF, exh, wife, bi, intr, cream-pie) *** I'm an urologist. I know many people have raised eyebrows over my chosen occupation but what to do. It is what was suggested to me by my senior and it is the specialization that was available at my enrollment. Anyway to get back to the story, I am a urologist and it's my job officially to handle other men's cocks. Since I am about 50 years old I can safely say that I have come across hundreds of thousands of cocks or different shapes, sizes, colors, ethnicities, textures and smells. But I am so passionate about my profession that it still makes me skip a heartbeat, each time I see a new one. Now don't get me wrong. I am perfectly happy husband, married to a wonderful foxy woman for the last 15 years. It's just great that my wife is an urologist too. Now don't say, you haven't heard of a man gynecologist, have you? So if a male can check up women's cunts; what's the harm in a female checking men's cocks? You be the judge! I mean there have been a few odd incidents and events because she is a urologist but then I had my share of weird and strange stuff as well. I remember fully well when my father fixed an appointment with her to get his cock checked. Ha ha! That was like, oh my god! But Annie – my wife – handled it very professionally (as she narrated the story to me later). She just continued being professional and asked him to undress and lie down. Then she checked him up – squeezing and weighing his old balls, and checking for any untoward growth under his smelly foreskin. Oh damn, as she was narrating this incident, my cock was rock hard but then well she was talking about my father, whom I had a crush on when I was younger and when I thought I was gay. "So how big was my father's wiener?" "Actually it was bigger than yours," Annie teased me. "And fatter. I would say much fatter." "Now how would you know how fat, when it was soft?" "Who said anything about it being soft," she winked at me, fuelling my horniness. Anyway, she didn't tell me anything else. And curious as I was I didn't prod her further, afraid to irritate her unnecessarily. This was in early years of our marriage. And soon after this incident we decided to start our own clinic. Soon we were famous in the whole region and many of our "customers" were perverts who just booked time with us for some cheap thrills of getting a hot sexy female urologist to feel their cocks in her soft hands. Enough background – now it's time for a confession. I fell in love with my wife, married her, maintained the relationship only for one reason – I have a perverted fantasy watching her handle other men's cocks. I just love as she cradles the wrinkled balls of a patient in one hand and holds the floppy cock in her other hand. Oh the joy of knowing she has touched so many cocks in a day is enough to keep me hard for her soft, moist hairy cunt. The idea of the common clinic was mine of course. The design was supervised by me personally and it was my idea of having a secret partition between her and my observation rooms. At the touch of a button, the glass partition became a one way mirrored window to my wife's consultation room. Many a times I have sat in my room without a patient so that the receptionist would send more patients to my wife's room and I had the pleasure of watching her touch them. And I can feel that she loves the idea of touching other men's cocks (she wouldn't be a urologist otherwise, right?). The first time I came in my pants without even touching my cock was when Roger, my brother's mate, came in for a check. We all know that Roger is gay and he is one of those effeminate pansies who gesticulate a lot and shake their necks and gyrate their pelvises more than required. He also wears very tight white pants. He is not on my A-list when it comes to watching my wife play with his cock but then it had been a dull afternoon and he had requested for my wife as a consultant. Who wanted to touch his faggot cock anyway! So as I looked through my one-way mirror I heard him chat with my wife as she did the formalities of asking questions and all. Then she got up and asked him to undress. My one way mirror is actually just where her observation bed is so if she draws the curtain, I just can't see her chatting with them from her desk but I can always see them very well in the observation side of the room. He quickly pulled his white tight pants around his thighs and pushed a floral thong down just so that only his pubic hair was visible, his cock was hidden still. Once my wife entered, she asked him to pull his underwear down and my, what a sight his cock was. I was suddenly envious of Roger – the faggot. His cock was easily eight inches, soft. It was lying on his slim, shaved thigh like it didn't belong there. The pale, creamy white fat cock looked so heavy when my wife lifted it up in her gloved hand. Then she bent down, her face just inches away from his fat, white cock's puckered head. She slowly pulled his foreskin back to check his glans. And right there was a sore spot. Probably mild fungal infection which can seem a gigantic problem to someone who is not in the know. To me it looked like it was already in the final stages of healing even though it was bright red and slightly oozy. My wife was telling him exactly what I thought was his condition, when I saw that his cock had somehow thickened and enlarged in my wife's hands. It was like the cock had a head of its own as it snaked its head to a raging hard-on in seconds. "I am, am, sorry. I was so scared I haven't touched my penis for two weeks." "It's okay, my dear. It is natural but if you don't mind me asking, I thought you were gay." "Well, I am Annie but... but... umm... I have a latex fetish and your latex covered hand is sending signals to my head that defy my homosexuality. I am sorry." Anyway, by then my wife looked a bit flushed. We hadn't had sex for three days and it was showing on her face. But she was very calm when she pinched the root of Roger's faggot but gigantic cock with one latex covered hand and rubbed her latex-clad fingers along the length (and that was a long road!) of his cock. She squeezed a lot of KY jelly over his pulsating cock head under the hood and started spreading it around. She then started giving him a terrific hand job. Although he said he had not cum for two weeks, Roger surprisingly held for a long time and over clenched eyes, his hand kept darting to my wife's ass. Then without warning, his massive cock erupted like a sleeping volcano erupts hot lava. The thick creamy and ropey cum flew about a few feet in the air and landed everywhere. One thick strand landed on my wife's head, one on her cheeks. And one hung precariously from her glasses rim. Once he was done, he quickly packed his massive man meat and left, embarrassment all over his face. I too quickly went to the toilet to clean up lest the cum puddle in my underwear made a wet spot on my light trousers. Of course my wife never mentioned a thing to me. And of course, I continued watching her touch cock after cock. Sometimes, when the patient was old, she would not even use the latex gloves and just touch their sexual equipment with her bare hands. Once I remember I was with this really old black man – who claimed that he couldn't orgasm. Okay, as an urologist I can treat many things but inducing orgasm was a bit beyond me. But then as I sat down between his massive hairy black legs and inspected that horrendous (or beautiful?) black cock, my own groin started itching for some contact and I asked the old man if he was okay for me to call a "colleague" for his check up. He shrugged and I buzzed the intercom, "Could you come over to my side for a few minutes consultation?" As I made the old black man comfortable in the observation bed, we heard footsteps and my wife, pulled the curtains. Seeing her, the old black man sighed and slumped back on the observation bed. My wife mumbled a "hullo" to the patient and bent down to check out his senior cock. The cock twitched absentmindedly and moved closer to my wife's mouth – or so I imagined. The black cock started filling up and became obscenely fat – or so I imagined. "Could you pass me some gauze," my wife startled me, "there seems to be some transparent discharge." I looked again, what fucking discharge, it was only the black man's precum and he had said he can't orgasm. Fuck. My wife held the base of the black man's mean black ugly cock in her bare hands and wiped its precum spouting head. "Ow!" my wife exclaimed, sniffing around, "There's some smell too." The old man smiled, baring his old teeth and muttered, "Excuse me honey, but I haven't showered in the last few days." "It's okay, my dear," my wife winked. "Don't we all skip a day or two." And they laughed. Black man's cock jerked in my wife's hands with some movement and some more "discharge" seeped out and my wife promptly wiped it clean. "Okay, let's check inside," my wife peeled the old man's funky foreskin and pulled it down with some difficulty as now the old man's purple black cock was full mast. It was gigantic at its full length of 12 inches and (don't tell me I forgot to tell you that my wife is very short – just barely 5feet). My short wife had some difficulty keeping it away from her face – I mean it was already very close to her mouth so if she didn't hold it away it would hit her in the face. So as she pulled the foreskin down with one hand and was shocked by what she saw. In her shock she did what most women would do in her situation, she covered her mouth with her hand but forgot two things which shocked her even more. 1. She was covering her mouth with the same hand that was holding the black massive cock just now. 2. As she covered her mouth, the cock escaped and landed on face with a thud, spewing more thick black precum everywhere. Now what shocked her was a thick coating of smegma all over the black man's black cock's purple glans. You see most of the men who come to see a urologist clean up their cock before coming for a visit to save any embarrassment. But our old black friend over here had no such qualms. He just said he hadn't had a shower for few days and that implied that he hadn't washed his cock as well. And therefore the thick smooth coating of yellowing smegma covering his glans. Of course my wife had never seen any cheese covered hotdog before...so she was a bit off the hook. Still she recovered fast and sheepishly removed the big mamba cock from her shoulder (which is where eventually the heavy cock landed and rested). The old scumbag was lying there with a shit-eating grin on his black bearded face. "That was awesome honey," he said, "No girl – leave alone a white hottie like you – has as much as glanced at my old cock even though I have flashed many time... and here you touched my poor soldier with you bare hands – skin to skin... oh fuck honey... that's really gonna be a cherished memory for me," he said, adding slowly and deliberately, "and for the first time in the last seven years since my old pussy died, I can feel the build-up of an orgasm in my balls." My wife looked at me – I can guarantee I saw lust in her eyes as well as a pleading gesture asking me what now? I smiled and turned to the old man, "You are in good hands, Blakeford. You can here saying that you can't cum and now we will cure you of that problem. Right Sweetie?" My wife smiled and kissed the black man's cock head, avoiding the thick smegma covering. Then she shocked me and wavered the fat and long horse- cock in front of my face mouthing the words, "if I can do it, so can you." Gingerly I moved forward and closed my eyes to kiss my first black cock and got a rude awakening when my wife pushed that scalding hot cock in my mouth smearing the cheesy smegma on my lips and tongue. And she kept it locked in my mouth with such brutal force, helped by the black old man, that I had no choice but lick it clean. Then they released me and laughed a hearty laugh. To my shock, my prude wife started sucking that stinking black mamba like a small girl sucking a Popsicle (too big for her mouth). She was oblivious of me and completely given in that sucking act. She was so engrossed in sucking our black old patient's cock and I was so engrossed in watching her sucking that we didn't notice one of our male nurses standing in the back door rubbing his crotch. My wife was in the throes of an automatic orgasm when the daring male nurse creeped in behind us and in one quick motion, plunged his equally big black uncut cock in my wife quivering fanny still trembling from the aftershocks of a massive orgasm. I was more shocked than my wife I think because she just bent down some more to give the black male nurse easy access to her hairy cunt. Blakeford meanwhile, slapped my wife with his softening but still fat and long cock till it was rock hard and then, with a strength that bellied his 65 years of age, she pulled my wife away from the root of my black male nurse's cock. In one quick moment my wife's pulsating pussy was twitching above Blakeford's gigantic cock and in a flash the massive black old cock disappeared from my sight as my petite wife slid down on the black pole as if she had done it 100 times. Soon she was jumping up and down the black cock with all her might. And she was all sweaty in the next 10 minutes when finally, like a breeding bull, Blakeford pulled her back on his cock from her waist and bucking like a wild stag, deposited his black sperm in my wife's hairy pussy. He came for a full three minutes and then they lay together like spent animals. But not for long as Troy, the black male nurse, pulled her down and laying her on the edge of my table, plunged his cock again in her sopping hot steaming cunt, this time full of another nigger's cock cream. I just watched as Troy too planted his seed in my wife's cunt. Later that evening, as we lay in bed after I had licked her creampied musky pussy to three shattering orgasms, she confessed that she had been having sex with Blakeford, Troy, Darcy (our second black male nurse) - both hired by her – and many other "patients" for many, many years. And when I pretended to be angry she just shrugged me away by saying, "Oh come on, I know all about your one way mirror in your room. I knew about it the day the carpenters fucked me raw on the still unfinished table in your room so don't pretend to be angry." So we broke the separating wall between our rooms and set up a joint table. Now we inspect every single patient together and almost 80% of our clients are old black men. And our only and highly successful marketing strategy – word of mouth by satisfied clients. The End * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 63