Huge titty sex worker makes beautiful medical exam house calls

To make it in this world, sex workers do many things. These jobs can sometimes lead to niche business opportunities. My niche is the world of professional sexy examinations. Here's how I got there.

In the beginning of my career as a sex worker, I made house calls.

A man might take his lunch break to either rent a motel room or go back to the empty house. He was looking to indulge in some adultery before returning to his mundane life.

They would sometimes ask me to come dressed in my fetish favorite.

Sometimes I would dress up as an evil spy. Other times, I'd dress up as a dog, or dominatrix.

Before I knew what I was good at, I had done it all.

That one call was the turning point in my career, and I didn't know it at the time. I was called up by a pathetic man who had found my number on a door to a men's bathroom.

He asked me to bring a rectal thermometer, latex gloves and a stethoscope.

I wanted to wear a sexy uniform as a nurse.

I bought my new costume from the discount sex store and made my way towards his hotel. It was the first time that I had been asked to dress and act as a doctor.

I spent the bus ride imagining ways to delight him in his theme.

I knocked at the door when I got to the room and waited for his response. There was some banging in the room, and then he opened the door a little.

He scanned the area and then stepped out of the door.

He said, "Come in!" nervously.

I opened the door with the tip of my foot and walked into the dim hotel room.

He stood in a patient's gown and looked down at the floor, much like a nervous child in a paediatric office.

He requested a medical examination for his cock.

He was going to spit on my tums.

To reveal the uniform of a tiny medical nurse, I took my trench coat down to the ground.

As his cock was raised, he audibly grunted and tented the patient's gown. It was a difficult job, I thought.

He ran excitedly to the bed, and sat down on the edge of the bed with his feet just above the ground. I approached him and said in the most clinical voice that I could muster, that he should lie down and let me conduct his medical exam.

He obeyed quickly and his cock was fully upright as he lowered it.

He was surprisingly well-fed for such a large, pudgy man. His large cock was very girthy and long. I was afraid he would pass out if he worked too hard.

I took off his patient gown and put on some latex gloves. I began to feel his lower abdomen, inner thighs and scrotum the same way that my gyno did for me.

As he stared at me, unblinking, his breathing became more raspy.

I pulled out the stethoscope from my pocket and inserted it in my ears. I started to slide the flat, flat, and metal piece over his testicles.

He smiled and shivered in pleasure.

I stopped and spoke about how I had to take vitals for my doctor, and that he should stand up and bend down.

He quickly took the job. He pushed his pasty white sex forward excitedly into the air, waiting for me.

I took a tube of medical oil out of my bag.

I crossed over to spread it on his anus using one latex-clad hand.

I applied the product to my large tits, and I let out a little "oops!" as it rubbed into my skin. It created a slippery sheen.

He looked back at me, rubbing the lube in my tits. I smiled as his eyes rolled back. Then he reached for his cock.

Slowly, I lubricated his rectal thermometer. Then, I proceeded with the preparation of his anus.

I slid my gloved finger along the rim of his anus, dipping in for several minutes, before finally pushing the long rectal thermometer into the hole.

He whimpering bit his bottom lip.

As the medical continued, his cock veins began to bulge.

I took out the thermometer and gave the result back to him. I asked him to remain in the same position while I did a medical prostate examination on him.

He shivered and moved closer to me.

I covered my finger with a glob of lubricant, and then pushed it into his anus. I bent my finger and pressed it into his prostate.

He moaned, his mouth opened and his cock started to drip.

I sat down with him for several minutes, cuddling him and edging him every chance I got. When I realised that he was not able to take any more, I told my son to lie down on his back.

He turned over and obeyed, trying to keep his hands from touching his cock.

I added another glob of lubricant to my hands and grabbed his cock and balls with both hands. I felt his testicles vibrate as I ran my thumb along the shaft's ridge.

He wasn't repressing his moans of delight.

He loudly displayed his delight for the medical exam. I switched from a teasing pace into a full-time job.

He was there in seconds and I was able to quickly catch his cum on my large, lubed up tits.

His cum hitting my tits was so intense that he ended up cumming twice in one session.

His cock was almost spasmodic, as it gushed white, hot, and seed all around me. It ran down my tits, soaking me in its oil.

I took a few of his cum and placed it in my gloved hands. I gave it to him and told him to bring it to the laboratory for testing.

He smiled enthusiastically and gave the money to him along with a tip of three hundred dollars.

That was when I found my niche. There was no penetration or nudity from my side, only medical examinations that ended in a happy ending.