“Damn,” she heard him say, and felt a surge of excitement at the obvious praise of her skills. She was immediately encouraged to suck even harder, her mouth working in concert with her tongue in massaging and sucking every bit of his cock that she possibly could.
“My lord,” he said, and she heard a gentle thumping on the door as she slid her wet lips down the smooth skin of his cock. He wasn’t huge like Duncan had been the last time she was here, but he was nicely sized, and she was enjoying herself quite a bit.
The image of Duncan’s ridiculously large cock protruding through the door filled her head then, and she whimpered as she thought back to how incredible it had been taking it into her mouth and lovingly sucking on it until he’d given her his seed.
Snapping back to the present, she heard another weak thump on the door and realized that it was Dr. Sanderson’s head, or maybe a fist pounding on the door. As if to confirm her suspicions, he groaned loudly a few seconds later, clearly enjoying the time he was spending in her mouth. She felt the smooth flesh of his cock sliding past her lips, pressing down on her tongue as she ran it along the underside, then nudging the back of her throat gently. A quiet, yet emphatic grunt of pleasure had started to accompany each thrust, and she began to gently move her face forward a bit, timing it with his thrusts.
“God… you are so… fucking good!” he said. “This is the best damn head I’ve ever gotten.”
Giggling, she fought back the urge to thank him, focusing on the delicious object he was letting her suck on. She began to tighten her around his warm, rigid shaft each time he thrust completely into her mouth, just when the head trying to nudge its way into her throat. He would groan as he felt her start to suck harder, the flesh of his cock sliding out past her soft, wet lips again before he would thump the door weakly and slide back inside.
“So soft… so warm,” he groaned. “You are a fucking treasure.”
Feelings of accomplishment and pride swelled within her, and she couldn’t help but smile as the urge to thank him resurfaced. Instead, she focused on the shaft again, letting him slide it just a bit more into her throat and eliciting a staccato of weak cries from the other side of the door. She still had an inch or so of cock left to play with but didn’t want to pull all her tricks out of the bag just yet.
Unable to reach his testicles, she found that she really didn’t have anything to do with her hand, only needing one to assist her in sucking him off from time to time. Naughty thoughts about what to do with her free hand filled her head, but none of them were applicable. Obviously, she couldn’t reach his testicles, or pull him deeper into her mouth by his butt. Stroking another cock would work, but the two men would have to stand extremely close together to fit both of themselves through the hole. She didn’t think that was likely, though.
Keenly aware of the squishy condition of her panties, she quickly slid her hand down between her legs and into her pussy before she had a chance to second-guess herself. A whimper of pleasure filled the small closet, driven from her by the surge of excitement she’d felt by sliding her finger inside her soaked pussy.
“Are you playing with yourself, Mystery-Girl?” Dr. Sanderson asked, punctuating his question with a gentle thump of his forehead on the door.
She smiled, letting go of his shaft as she took him in again, knocking once on the wall.
“Good girl,” he said. “If I behave myself, can I taste you?”
She suppressed a giggle and continued to slide her fingers into herself, whimpering a few seconds later as an impulse of electricity shot through her.
“Fuck,” he grunted. “I’ll behave myself. Please. I promise I’ll be good. Just let me have a taste.”
She whimpered at the sound of his emphatic begging. It sounded like he had to taste her or he might die. Raising her hand up, she knocked a single time on the door.
Immediately his cock was withdrawn, and she was surprised to see his mouth appear at the hole. “Oh… please… Mystery-Girl,” he said, opening his mouth wider after each word.
Whimpering at the sheer desperation in his tone, she slid her finger from her pussy, pausing to run it through several times and get it nice and drenched, then pulled it out of her pants. Raising it up, she wriggled the soaked fingers up in front of her face for a second, then leaned forward and gently slid them into his waiting mouth. Immediately she felt him sucking on her fingers, a moan of approval practically vibrating the wooden door between them. His tongue danced circles around her digits, his mouth suctioning all of her slimy goo from them. She heard him swallow audibly, then felt the suction renewed.
More fingers of arousal wriggled through her, and she had to slide her hand back into her pants to rub at herself, or she might have gone crazy from the desire. Dr. Sanderson immediately stood back up and slid his yummy cock back through the door, the head pressing against her lips for just a moment before she obediently opened them up and let him back in.
“You’re so good at that,” he moaned. “I want to take you home with my wife and keep you all to myself.”
She couldn’t help herself and giggled in amusement. The mushroom-shaped cockhead began to press against the back of her throat faster and faster then, and her excitement surged as she realized that he was getting close.
“Jesus… Christ… this is… gonna…” he stammered, his cock thrusting harder and harder into her mouth. She tightened her lips around the shaft as he paused, the anticipation of tasting the warm, gooey mess causing her to moan in quiet protest, and quickly started to slide her lips back and forth.
“Fuhhhgck!” he cried out weakly, his hips hitting the door faster and faster as she sucked. A warm burst of his cum filled her mouth then; it felt like the poor guy hadn’t cum for a week, there was so much of it. Swallowing him down, she felt her entire body shiver with heightened pleasure, her tongue aching for another taste in the milliseconds between the previous spray and the subsequent one.
The door gently slammed in its socket, the lock jiggling as he thrust his hips against the wood and cries of pleasure found their way through. Another burst filled her mouth, then another and another, each one being swallowed down as she continued to slide her soft lips down his rigid shaft.
Eventually, Dr. Sanderson stopped moving and the door quieted its racket. Sam didn’t stop though, continuing to finger herself and moaning lowly each time she found errant dollops of cum that were whisked away by her tongue to be swallowed down where they belonged.
Dr. Sanderson’s erection didn’t seem to be going away, and he wasn’t retracting it. Satisfied to keep sucking on the gorgeous cock presented to her, she did just that. Her lips slid back and forth on his hard-on, and the wet sucking noises were seemingly very loud in the tiny room.
Sliding her fingers out of her pussy, she kept sucking but began to rub demandingly at her clit, quietly urging it to give her a release.
“God, can you really make me cum again?” he asked, his voice week but cock still as hard as could be.
Pulling the delicious organ from her mouth, she forgot that she wasn’t supposed to talk for a moment.
“If you don’t take it away from me, I’ll keep sucking you all night long,” she promised, secretly begging him to do just that. She quickly realized that she’d spoken but dismissed her concern. Dr. Sanderson knew who she was. What did it matter as long as no one else heard?
Deciding that she could probably pull out another of her tricks, she quickly took him back into her mouth and pushed her lips as far as they had been before, sucking fiercely once she was there, then briefly catching her breath before pushing the spongy head of his cock against the back of her throat.
“God in heaven,” he said weakly. “So… good.”
She relaxed a bit, then felt a surge of renewed arousal as she felt him slide past her throat barrier and completely inside. Dr. Sanderson sounded like he was losing his mind, groaning and crying out in pleasure. She fought to stay down as long as she could, but eventually ripped his cock free and gasped for air for a few seconds before she slid him back in. Several long strokes into her mouth bought her time to catch her breath, then she took him deep again.
Footsteps coming up the stairs came to her ears, and she wondered who it was. Maybe it was another well-hung guy that wanted to share his cum with her? She wondered if it was Duncan. Surely Kara had told him to come try the “Mystery-Girl” out?
The footfalls continued on, and she was temporarily disappointed, only to hear them come back a minute later and stop outside her door. She heard the deep voice of another man, but quickly refocused on taking Dr. Sanderson deep again while the two outside conversed. Her curiosity got the better of her then, and she began to slide her lips back and forth on his cock at a faster and faster pace.
Finally, as Dr. Sanderson made odd sounds on the other side of the door, she was rewarded with another burst of succulent cum from the head of his wonderful cock. Moaning in pleasure as she scrubbed her finger across her clit, she felt the beginnings of her own orgasm as she swallowed down his second present to her that night.
Slurping and suckling every little drop she could, she made sure that Dr. Sanderson’s cock was as clean as she could make it before it withdrew from the slot. Grinning, she thumbed some of his cum back into her mouth and sucked it clean.
Turning back, she saw that Dr. Sanderson had left and the hole was empty. She heard the stumbling footsteps of someone going downstairs and cocked her head to listen, but a deep voice startled her back to looking at the hole.
“Hey Mystery-Girl,” he said.
Feeling like she needed to greet him, she slid her hand through the hole and waved, then pulled it back.
“I brought an extra bottle of water if you need it,” he said.
She smiled, reaching up and knocking a single time. A bottle appeared in front of the hole and she reached out to grab it. Opening it quickly, she took a quick drink and re-vitalized herself, then slid her hand out again and gave him a thumbs-up, the only way she could think of to say thank you quietly.
Anxious to confirm her suspicions correct, she turned her hand over and wiggled a single finger for the mystery man to “come here.”
Without a word of acknowledgement she saw him move closer to the door, then smiled as a flaccid, yet somehow still huge, cock was slid into the cushioned hole. Immediately wrapping a hand around it, she kissed the side, then wasted no time in wrapping her soft lips around the large cock head and sucking. Sliding her tongue around the imposing crown of his cock as blood swiftly pumped into it, she stroked his rapidly swelling shaft for several minutes until she had him nice and hard. His imposing weapon was a sight to behold, and she had to take a moment to take it in, in all its glory.