More Than A Woman

Suddenly a third shemale entered the bathroom.
'Ladies!' she chided. 'You're not supposed to hog him to yourself. Bring him
on out.'
The dark haired cock sucker rose to her feet. Reluctantly Doctor Cater let
go of the cock he was fondling and tucked his own back into his pants. Just
how was he supposed to satisfy eighteen cock hungry sluts? He decided that
he would give it his best shot.

The ladies led him back into the conference room. There they stripped him of
his clothes. There was a collective cooing from the audience when they
caught site of his hairy, muscle toned body. All eyes were drawn to his
heavy, circumcised cock with its mushroom cap that was a delicate pink
colour. Below hung two medium sized brown balls that seemed lost in a
thicket of black hair.

They laid him down on a table and put on a show for him. Doctor Carter
watched as the he-shes stripped. All had big, firm tits. Some had tiny
little cocks while four or five had cocks as big as his. Some were clean
shaven, others had big hairy bushes. Some cocks were soft, others stood
rigidly to attention. The ladies descended on Doctor Carter en masse. The
brushed their tits against his body, fed him their nipples, ran their hands
up and down his body. He opened his mouth to accept large nipples, small
cocks, big stiff rods. He was willing to try any combination. One or two of
the ladies face sat him and he reamed out their dainty assholes.

His cock was so hard it hurt. Fortunately he was producing copious amounts
of precum which kept it lubricated. Hands and mouths worked him over. His
toes disappeared into a warm mouth. Someone licked his hairy balls. Someone
else pushed his legs apart and buried their tongue deep into his sweaty
crack. This was another first for Doctor Carter and he almost blacked out
with pleasure.

Meanwhile his fingers probed slippery assholes, tweaked big nipples and
teased small, soft cock into erection. Someone nibbled on his earlobes,
someone else bit his neck. A hard cock slid into his mouth and he eagerly
nursed on it. A pair of silk soft balls rested on his forehead. Doctor
Carter's eyes were closed. He had given up trying to see; there was just so
much seething flesh around him that it was impossible to tell one body from
another.