Cassie's "Full Body" Exam

Sam and Cassie walked through the glass door, and foxy little counselor motioned for him to sit on the exam table. Sam hoisted him up and sat as he was told, his turgid dick was so long that it flapped up and down and he lifted his body, making Cassie's eyes bulge.

Cassie bent down, giving Sam an eye full of tan cleavage, and pulled out a clipboard from a drawer in the base of the table. "Now don't worry," she said, bending over again "This is standard procedure..." Cassie daintily leaned down, and pulled down his shorts.

"Oh wow..." Cassie's jaw went slack when Sam's throbbing dick sprung out from its cage. In her moment of the awe, the mushroom tip of the dick flew up and fit snuggly into her open mouth.

“Mmmmph!” Cassie exclaimed at the surprise taste of warm, salty cock touching her lips. She quickly swirled her tongue around the tip, before opening her mouth to release the beast. She immediately picked up her clipboard, stepped away from the table, and started writing. This worried Sam, until she started to reading her notes as she she jotted them down.

“Cock tastes great…” Cassie said perkily, putting a big grin on Sam’s face. “precum is very thick and very sweet. Also, talent-show-worthy bounce factor... Can it do tricks?" She gave him a wink.

"Not really," Sam said, feigning sadness, "but if you hop on I can make you do some..." He was finally starting to get into it. By now, there was no point resisting. His parents are gone. Whatever's happening here is just going to happen and there's nothing he can do about it, right?

Cassie sauntered back over. "Oh we'll get to that," she said, don't you worry. But first we have to finish the exam..." Cassie put her hands at her sides and lifted off her tank-top. Out of their pale, yellow fabric shell, Cassie's boobs expanded in every direction. On a 5-foot woman like Cassie, her D-cups might as well as have been Gs. Despite being completely disproportionate to her frame, her breasts held an almost perfect globe shape. "Next I have to measure your erection. We check how big all the guys are at intake so we check their gro... their size."

"Huh," Sam thought. "Was she going to say growth?" He shook it off. He might as well go with the flow and fuck as much as he can until somebody decides this is a waste of time.

"We don't have a tape measure or anything," Cassie resumed her pretense for fondling Sam, "so I'm going wrap my tits around it. Trust me, once you're wedged in there I'll know exactly how big you are." She climbed up on the exam table and straddled his legs. Before doing what she described, Cassie looked up and down the table, presumably to measure his height. As she craned over to the head of the table, she stretched out and her body rub up against his; first her tits pressed up against his cock, then her stomach, then finally she lied completely on top of him. She held there for a moment, laying her head on his chest and keeping her clit pressed up against the base of his cock. As she pulled back slowly, Sam could feel juice from Cassie's pussy slide up and down the bottom third of his cock.

Back on his legs, Cassie picked up her clipboard, which she had placed at the end of the table. "Height: '5'11,"'" she said and wrote. "Ok, now for the good stuff." She scooted her bubble butt back a little, then lowered her breasts onto his member. "I better lube you up first. We have to make you get completely hard..." Cassie opened her mouth and clamped her lips around the head of Sam's cock. She pumped her head up and down a couple times, causing him to moan, then came up for air, letting the spit drip back down into her cleavage. Then she unceremoniously grabbed the base of his dick, wiggled it a little and made it was wedged all the up against her chest. Then arched her back, straightened her neck up, and opened her mouth. She kind of looked a statue, if people made statues of petite oral sex maniacs.

The head of Sam's cock, much to his dismay, did not reach her mouth. In fact it was still about four inches away. Noting the position, Cassie retracted her breasts and lowered her mouth directly onto Sam now painfully hard cock. As she bobbed her head and down, she reached back, found the clipboard and, without looking, scribbled down her measurement.

After five minutes or so of massaging his entire length with her tongue, Cassie came up for air. "Ok. We have one last thing to do," she said, smiling.

"What!?" Sam said in a tone surprisingly rude considering he talking to first woman who could get all of his cock in her mouth. "I can't do this anymore! My balls are aching. Cassie I'm sorry. I need to cum so bad right now."

"That's ok," she said. "The last part of the exam is a semen sample." She leaned down again, wrapped her tits around Sam's cock, and started bouncing up and down fast. "You gonna cum for me, Sam?"

His balls were churning.

"I love seeing how much the big fuckboys at Camp Slut cum!"

He was ready blow.

"I want to feel your hot spunk coat my tight pussy..."

That was it. "Ohhhhh," Sam's cock jerked and spasmed. Right before the first spurt shot out his massive erection, Cassie pulled back, grabbed something that looked like a fleshlight and jammed on top of his cum-spewing cock. Sam's whole body twitched as he released what may have been the longest, most powerful orgasm of his life. With each shot of cum, a red balloon at the back of the fleshlight began to inflate. By the time he finished coming it was bigger than his fist.

When Sam came as much as he could, Cassie took the device —whatever it was— and placed in a small port in the wall. She walked back over, leaned down and whispered into his ear. "I still want to feel you cum inside me, Sam."