The Case of the Horny Hygienist

Over a period of years visiting the same dental clinic, I have garnered a special relationship with Marla, one of the hygienists. When I call for a dental cleaning, I always schedule it late in the day, and usually I am the last patient of the day, and I request Marla.

Marla uses the room furthest from the entrance and lobby, and often at the end of the day, the last person engaged in their function is the person to secure the office and lock up. This arrangement works perfectly for what Marla and I do.

Marla is a 48 year old black woman, happily married for the most part, but she is flirtatious and to my surprise, quite bold and adventurous. She has large breasts which seem out of proportion for her slender body. Her blue scrubs literally hang from her breasts like a tent.

The first time she cleaned my teeth, Marla leaned so close that her breast was against my cheek. Feeling her pressing her breast against my face, and the soft scent of her perfume added to my arousal and I soon sported quite a boner. It was quickly obvious to her as she began to clean my teeth.

"Is that what I think it is in your pants, Mr. Norman?"

"Yes, I'm sorry but you smell so good and with your breast against my cheek, I couldn't help myself."

"That's very flattering. Will you do me a little favor before we continue?"

"Of course!"

"Just read one of the magazines while I take care of something and I'll be back shortly to finish."

"That might be a good idea; I'll try to calm down."

She smiled and then left the room. I read one of the magazines and she returned in about twenty minutes.

"It's close to closing time, and I arranged for the receptionist to lock the front door when she leaves. I'll turn off the lights and turn on the security when you I leave."

Marla resumed her function, working the water pick around in my mouth and frequently allowing me to spit. In a little while, we heard the receptionist call that she was leaving. Then Marla gave me the surprise of my life.

She slipped the one piece blue scrub off, over her head. Her breasts nearly spilled out of her lacy black bra. I had never seen such beautiful cleavage, and I started getting hard. She made no attempt to go find her other clothing.

"Pull it out," she said softly.

"What?" I asked, shocked.

"Your dick. Pull it out and let me watch you play with it."

"Marla, aren't you married?" I asked.

"Do you want to play with it while you feel my titties, or not?"

I quickly unbuckled my belt and slid my pants and boxers down around my knees. As I laid back in the reclined chair again, Marla stood in place by the chair and began scraping my teeth with her sharp instruments.

Her breast was so soft and she smelled so sexy, I was hard in no time. I was embarrassed to have a woman watch me masturbate, but I was turned on by this woman who was wearing only a bra and panties while she cleaned my teeth.

I had barely begun to stroke myself, but I closed my eyes. I envisioned sliding my cock through that sweet dark cleavage she had just showed me. I would have moaned if my mouth had not been wide open.

"You know, my panties seem awfully tight. Would you mind pulling them down a little bit for me?" She asked.

She took the instrument out of my mouth and stood there calmly as I peeled her panties down to her mid thigh. Her mound was buried in dark seemingly wet pubic hair. I gasped, and it startled her.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

"Pubic hair on a woman is my weakness."

"You mean you can't stay hard?"

"No, no, when I see pubic hair on a woman, I just want to go down on her for a long time. I love having my face in it."

"We don't have time for that; the janitors will be here in half an hour, but you might have time to try to make me feel good."

She reached down and moved my right hand between her legs until my palm cupped her hairy pussy. I desperately wanted to drop to my knees and eat her.

"See if you can get us both off by the time I finish cleaning your teeth."

I reclined in the chair so she could resume cleaning my teeth. It was a weird situation, stroking my cock with one hand while I used a couple fingers of the other hand to pump in and out of her wet pussy.

As I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wide, her soft breast rubbed against my cheek again. I was so high that she could have pulled a couple teeth and I would have ignored it.

She scraped away, and her voice was soft and sexy.

"You ever eat a black woman's pussy?"

"Uh-uh," I offered, being somewhat limited to speak.

"Keep stroking but taste your fingers; I'll let you."

I leaned my head forward enough and then slipped my wet fingers into my mouth. It was like ambrosia, and precum oozed from the tip of my cock.

"I'm married and my man takes good care of me, but you just shut your eyes and think of eating that sweet black pussy while I clean your teeth. Come in your hand so I can see it."

I slipped my fingers back inside her as she resumed working on my teeth. I could smell her wetness right there close to me. She stood perfectly still, seemingly unaffected by my fingering, although she was wet enough to fuck.

She had finished the scraping and was almost done polishing when I knew I was going to have to come. I was concentrating on my own pleasure instead of hers and I suddenly realized I wasn't getting her excited enough to come.

"I'm done with your teeth," she announced, matter-of-factly. "Suck your fingers clean and show me how much you like black pussy."

I hungrily sucked my fingers and pumped my cock. I came so quickly I barely had time to catch my load in the palm of my other hand. I grunted like a wounded pig, which embarrassed me.

She put away the instruments and pulled up her panties.

"I'm sorry that I didn't get you off, Marla; I was so engrossed thinking about eating you that I lost my concentration on you."

"That's okay, my man will be very pleased when I come home and jump his bones."

"This was a very exciting surprise, Marla. Will you let me try to do better the next time?"

"Yes, just playing a little bit, nothing more. It gets me really horny teasing men while I clean their teeth. Set your appointments late in the day and ask for me."

"I will, and I can hardly wait, Marla. Thank you."

She collected her clothes from her locker and when she was dressed, she turned off the office lights, set the security alarm and locked the office door as we left.

I never miss my dental appointments.