I'm a 32-year old male, happily married, with a very satisfying sex life. When my wife and I are in bed together, we entertain each other with stories—fantasies and otherwise—about sexual escapades. We consider sharing fantasies to be nothing more than foreplay even though some of our ideas get pretty wild. I get turned on imagining watching her getting thoroughly screwed by someone and my description of such an affair turns her on, too. She gets turned on talking about watching someone—a guy or a gal--give me a blowjob and that turns me on. We always wind up getting each other off big.
Since I teach all day, it's difficult for me to make a dental appointment. Desperate, I called the local dental college and asked if they knew of anyone who kept evening office hours. They told me that one of the faculty members did. Since he spent all day teaching at the dental college, he made appointments several evenings a week. I called and quickly set up an appointment.
From the beginning, the set up was very interesting. Obviously, there was no receptionist and there were no other patients. I knocked on the door and Dr. H came out and ushered me into the office himself. "Sometimes it's difficult not having anyone else around," he explained. "Sometimes it's a blessing. I'm Dr. H, but since there's just you and me, you can call me Charlie." Charlie was perhaps a few years older than I. Mature. Not bad looking. Open.
As he did an initial examination, I felt he was both competent and concerned. He took his time. The entire procedure seemed informal and casual, but nonetheless very thorough.
He explained that I had a number of things that could use some work and suggested I make a series of evening appointments so he wouldn't have to try to do it all in one sitting. That sounded good to me and we set up the times and dates.
It was during the second or third appointment when I began to notice that Dr. H—Charlie-- worked very close physically—even for a dentist. Of course, he was bending over me, but occasionally he would bump against my shoulder. Each time, he seemed to spend a little more time deliberately rubbing his "basket" against me.
I had never made out with another guy, but I was kind of turned on by the fact that he was getting turned on with me. We were in a place where no one was going to catch us messing around. I was a little horny and I was getting hornier every minute. As he continued to rub his obviously hard cock against my shoulder, I could feel my cock swelling in my pants and becoming uncomfortable. He noticed, too.
He rubbed his hand over my crotch tracing the outline of my hard on. "Good Heavens!" he exclaimed. "You'd better let that thing up for air!" With that, he unzipped my pants, fished around in my shorts, and pulled my hard on out. "Let it wave around there a minute!" he said.
He continued working on my teeth. The next time he bumped against me, there was an even larger bulge in his pants. "We need to make you more comfortable," he said unbuckling my belt and slipping my pants and shorts down. He pulled my shirt up out of the way and there I was naked from the waist down with my hard on pointed at the ceiling.
Wheeling the dentist's chair over, he moved between my legs and, with no hesitation or discussion, sucked my cock all the way into his mouth. I obviously did not anticipate getting a blowjob, but there I was with a guy sucking on my cock and I didn't have a single thought about stopping him! As he licked around the head of my cock, he spread my legs apart so he could fondle my balls and scrotum. He took all of me in his mouth and massaged the juices into my crotch. He tickled the underside of the head of my cock with his tongue. I lay there and let the sensations wash over me.
"I'm almost there......almost....I'm there!" I told him. This seemed to excite him even more as he grasped my cock tightly with his lips and took spurt after spurt in his mouth. He held my cock gently in his mouth as it throbbed and wilted and then he cleaned up all the juices with his mouth and tongue.
I was overwhelmed. He wasn't. "That was lovely! Now let's see when we can make another appointment." Conflicted by the fact that I had thoroughly enjoyed his sucking my cock and the feeling that I probably should not feel that way, I pulled up my shorts and pants, took the card with our next appointment on it and hurried home.
When I first got home, my wife asked how my dental appointment gone and I told her it went pretty well. I didn't know what else to tell her. Later, we were in bed together fondling each other. Feeling a bit conflicted, I said, "I didn't tell you everything that happened at the dentist's office."
"So, tell me!"
"Don't be upset with me if I tell you," I pleaded.
"I'd be upset if you didn't tell me! Besides, what could you have possibly done that was that bad?"
"The dentist gave me a blow job! I was lying there in the dental chair and he sucked me off and I let him!"
My wife was instantly fascinated. "You what?"
"The dentist took my cock out and sucked me off! I didn't do anything to stop him. I just lay there and let him suck me off. I had a huge orgasm. I hope you're not upset with me!"
"No, I'm not upset. That sounds absolutely wild. Was he good? Was he as good at sucking cock as I am? Tell me all about it."
I told her all the details and her pussy kept getting wetter and wetter and my cock kept getting harder and harder. When I told her how he had sucked up all my juices, she quickly went down on me and said, "We'll see who's a better cocksucker!" She has fantastic oral skills and it didn't take long before I was popping off.
