This story is the first part of three.
It had been a stressful summer. The stress of being alone in the store for most of the summer when my co-worker had been on vacation, while the pharmacy had lots of customers. Yes, I'm a pharmacist. I have my own little shop with almost a full range of products. In addition to the prescription drugs, there is a wide range of other products for beauty care, foot care, oral hygiene, intimate products and yes, a little bit of everything. Almost like a small variety store, I usually say. Being a pharmacist may not be the sexiest job in the world, but it requires a lot of knowledge about different preparations, how they go together with other drugs and how to take them. Doctors often prescribe new medicines without thinking about or understanding how they fit with the medicines the patient is already taking. We pharmacists have a big role here and sometimes we have to warn against combining and sometimes even go back to the doctor to give the patient a different medicine.
But most of the time it is routine. Customers come in, show their ID and tell us which medications they need, if there are several on their prescription list. The days come and go, one customer after another. But sometimes something odd happens. Like when a guy, maybe 20 years old, comes in and wants to buy condoms. He stutters a bit and looks slightly nervous. He asks which ones are good and what I can recommend. Our range is not very large, but we have a couple of different brands. He says he wants one as thin as possible. I take out a package. I ask if he wants a pack of ten or thirty. He says thirty, pays and goes out.
I have to describe myself. My name is Elise and I'm 40 years old, 168 cm tall and weigh 59 kg. I have light-colored hair that I usually wear half-length and, more often than not, down. Many people say that I am quite cute. A little bit feminine round, not big breasts, but I like them. Currently alone, after my relationship broke up before the summer. When we couldn't take a vacation together, he took a trip to Tenerife. He met a younger willing woman and had been having sex all vacation. Yeah, so my life doesn't really rock.
A little later in the afternoon, the guy who bought the condoms comes back. He blushes and says he probably doesn't know how to do it. He has tried, but only gets it on a little bit. Then he asks if there is any help, if I can show him how to do it. Is he too big to use condoms?
"I've never heard of that," I say. "What do you mean you want help?"
"Yes, well, show me how to do it," he stammers and turns bright red in the face.
"Well, we have no such service. It's usually never a problem. Don't you have anyone to ask?"
"No, no, no. I'm meeting a girl tomorrow and I want to be prepared. Can't keep fumbling around if something happens. I've never done that before. Been with a girl, that is."
The guy looks nice, and so inexperienced, it seems. What would I do? Can't ask him to pull down his pants and show him here in the store!
"I close at seven," I hear myself say. "Come just before and we'll see what the problem is."
Ohhhh, God, what am I doing? But I was both moved by his story and interested to see what was so difficult.
At five minutes to seven, he came back to the store. He had the packet of condom with him. I asked him to wait a while, had to deal with the last customer and then close and lock up.
"Come back here and we'll see what you don't think works. Try putting a condom on this dildo," I say, taking out one of the dildos we offer for sale.
He takes out a condom, opens the small package and puts it on the dildo. It goes on like a charm.
"There doesn't seem to be any problem. You do exactly the same on your penis. But make sure you are really hard first. It's hard to put it on if it's soft."
"I have tried," says the guy. "But it doesn't work. And I've wanked it up so it's hard and big."
"Mmm, what do you want us to do? Do you want to show your penis and how you do it?"
This is crazy! Am I standing here suggesting that he pull out his penis and show it to me? What am I doing? And say? The guy is now blushing even more, if possible, but starts to unbutton his pants and pulls them and his underwear down. Oh, my God, what a penis, yes cock! It's probably 18-20 cm long and looks really thick. And it now stands straight out, no problems with the erection. I don't think I've ever seen such a big glans, a bit purple. So beautiful!
He takes out a condom, opens it and tries to roll it on. Only the glans comes in. No matter how he pulls and tries to keep rolling, it doesn't work. I can't help myself, I grab the shaft and try too. It doesn't work. I get a tape measure; I have to measure how thick he is. I get it to just over 15 cm in circumference, i.e., a diameter of almost five centimeters. Now I understand his problem. We don't have any condoms in that size. My advice is that he will have to find another shop.
Meanwhile, I am standing there with his huge cock in my hands. It's so nice and without thinking about what I'm doing, I'm jerking him off slowly. In addition, I am now really horny myself and feel that my panties have become wet in the crotch. I wonder what a cock like this feels like? I haven't had sex since my partner disappeared. Here I stand with this fantastic creation and just want to feel it more, feel it inside me.
I bend down and lick the hrad lightly. I taste some salt and, actually, soap. My mouth swallows more of the cock, feeling the glans teasing my throat. Playing with my tongue, licking and sucking. He seems loaded. Doesn't want him to come in my mouth. Stops sucking.
"Sit here on the chair," I say. "If you've never been with a woman before, now is the time."
I quickly pull down my panties, unbutton my pharmacy coat and sit over him. Point the cock at my now soaking wet pussy and sink down on him. What a feeling when he comes in; how his glans makes its way into me, as I lower myself down. Ohhhh, it stops, can't get it all in; the glans is at the bottom. I start riding him, slowly, slowly. What an experience! Gets completely fulfilled by him, so wonderful. Have never had such a big thing in me before. I move on him, wanting it to never end. He starts moaning and groaning. Grabs me hard and he comes. Spraying and pumping his semen into me, three or four strong shots. And then, without warning, I come too. An orgasm that matches the size of his cock. Is there a connection? No, no, size doesn't matter! Everyone says so - but they are wrong. They have not experienced this model.
I'm still sitting on him. He is still hard and, I think, even thicker. Is it possible to ride on? I start to move a bit again. I squeeze my inner muscles and feel how he responds. Now it's really wet and sticky, from our combined fluids. The friction is a little less, but still so nice to have him there in me, experiencing how he fills me with both cock and seed. He can last longer now, we move together, enjoying the experience. For a virgin, he is a natural. After a while, we increase the pace automatically, until we reach a pace where the whole shop is sloshing and making noise. Good thing we're alone. Now I'm getting close again, wanting to have that amazing orgasm one more time. My pussy clenches and squeezes him, my legs want to close around him as I come in my second orgasm. It seems that my convulsions also make him squirt a second time. How much is in his balls? It feels like he fills me with his fluid completely, and it runs down the length of his cock, onto the chair and the floor.
Sweaty, I get off him. Get a towel and dry him off. Holding his cock which is now a little softer, but still huge. Dries him thoroughly and really gets a chance to inspect this monster. So amazing. Asks him to wipe me. Want to feel his hands on my pussy, my body.