1 comments/ 55727 views/ 1 favorites The Extra Health Test By: loveolddick Philip Wales stands at the center of the VIP room. The beautiful view through the window - the grass, garden, lake and mountain far away - is so familiar to him. As one of the founders of this hospital, he had wandered most all the state before choosing this location. Originally, he built it for altruistic reasons and never dreamed he would depend on it for his health accreditation one day. Life is ironic. Now he has to accept the routine health test to maintain his power to the trustees. He enabled the rule that the president should ensure his health condition when he is 60+ to force the former president to abdicate. Then, 30 years later, at the age of 72, it's his turn. As a senior citizen, he is unusual. Perfectly fit, active mind, humorous personality, transparently endless energy, and sometimes-aroused sex drive. He is like a fire that no one knows when it would blaze up. Some younger trustees even died before him. The others can't seem to wait longer. They always remind the " King Wales" of his age and each of them want to replace him. But he never gives in. He will control everything as long as possible. Mentally he sizes himself up. He is of 6'2", 220 pounds, chest as thick as a bucket and copious grizzled chest hair. His hair is colored to black and gray carefully concealing the symptom of age and not to be too unnatural. He is stocky but not fat and has no belly. He does physical exercises everyday to keep fit. Between his tanned muscular legs hang his well-endowed genitals of at least 6" when flaccid, cut with a thick head; it has made many women crazy. And it still works at times. Philip has the confidence to work for another 10 years. Long-term executive work gives him a stern look. He is dressed in a well-made white suit and an expensive shirt that wraps his chest muscle tightly. His stern lips and imperious mustache also make him statelier. "Good afternoon, Mr. Wales. Welcome to the Heaven Hospital to have a routine health check. I am your personal consultant. I will lead you through the whole procedure. Please just relax and enjoy your tour." A sweet sound interrupts Philip's meditation. He turns around and finds a little sexy thing in front of him. A nurse, very young girl, is smiling at him. She is not very tall, only to his chest. At the first sight, Philip is almost shocked. She is beautiful, but maybe a little too…dizzying. She is dressed like any other nurse, white smock, white skirt, white headgear. She has blonde hair, twisted a bun at the back of her head. With big blue eyes, straight little nose and ruby lovely lips, she has the face of angel. But her clothes? Philip can't help staring at her chest. The smock seems a bit too tight. It wraps her curvy flesh, only emphasizing how hot her body is. The at least C cup breasts seem likely to burst out in any minute. In fact the first upper button has been unbuttoned somehow. The strict old gentleman can have a peek of her pink brassieres from his angle. Her snow-white arms are exposed from the short sleeves. What is worse, the skirt she wears is inches shorter than normal, not even covering her knees, which makes her leggier. Philip suspects that if he sits down, he will definitely be able to see her thigh and her panties. Philip considers himself open-minded, but he still get a surprise from seeing her. He cannot say a word but keeps moving his eyes over her body. How did the manager enlist this girl in this hospital? Undoubtedly she must be the little mistress of some big shot. She must be a slut. Old Mr. Wales guesses wrathfully. Such a young sexy thing, but she likely has lost her virginity to an old weak-and-wrinkled fart! "Mr. Wales, please change into your robe. Then we can carry out our mission as soon as possible." The girl passes a folded brown robe, still smiling. "Forgot to introduce myself. Sorry, sir. I'm Laura, a new nurse here." The girl grins and her pearl-like teeth dizzy Philip again. The awaken old man takes the robe with hesitation, his eyes still resting on her breasts. He turns around reluctantly to change into the robe, forgetting to ask Laura to leave. Laura smiles as the old stubborn man takes off his suit. She feels the intensity of his staring. She is used to all the harmless troubles from the old guys. When she was in the ward, there were some really old perverts. They stared at her body hungrily, never missing a chance to stroke her arms or squeeze her breasts "accidentally". Some especially bold even showed their hard-on when she made their beds. Laura didn't think the behavior disgusting. In fact just the contrary, she feels sympathy and somewhat interested. She knows the old men only want to deny their senescence. She can understand their motive of showing their capacity to comfort themselves. Sometime she even teases them on purpose. But after all, they are her patients. She will do nothing beyond her principle. She can stroke the old men's chests, heads or legs, but will never think of further relationships. "I am OK." His voice is in deep throat and husky. God knows he is just trying to control himself. He is pleased for his temporary impotency for the first time. It would be embarrassing for an old man like him if he had an erection in front of a nurse. "When can we start?" "Before we start the whole procedure, sir, I have a proposal. Will you agree to take one extra test? We are executing a survey plan about seniors' sex ability. Do you agree to participate?" The sexy girl puts forward the fatal suggestion with an innocent grin while the old man is shocked almost to jump back. "A check on sex ability?" Philip suspects whether she knows her effect on these poor old geezers. Wondering what will happen next, he accepts the proposal. " Well, I agree. The request from a girl is irresistible. But I am afraid you will be disappointed in my ability." He tries to be gentle and soft. "It's so kind of you. We just want to carry out a survey in all the states. Whatever you have will be helpful to us. I am so grateful. Since the check is likely to affect the result of your routine test, I recommend you have it last." Her statement is professional and innocent, being just opposite of her figure, which makes the condition more uncomfortable for old Mr. Wales. He wants to end such conversation as soon as possible. "It's fair. Well, then let's have the routine check now." He presses especially stress on "now". "O.K. Follow me please." Laura turns around and starts walking in the corridor. Seeing her small round butts swaying side to side at her back, Philip almost hisses out. God knows whether the hospital is heaven or hell. The Extra Health Test Ch. 02 The whole health check goes smoothly. No dangerous symptoms such as overweight, high blood pressure, fast heartbeat, or HIV active. Philip is in good mood but tired. Returning to the VIP room, he finds an additional set of tools: notebook, band tape and a watch in the pretty nurse’s hand. He remembers the promise about the extra test. But since he is really exhausted now, Mr. Wales considers himself totally harmless. “Congratulations, Mr. Wales. Your body is in perfect condition, admirably fit. I wish you a long life. Now please keep your word and let’s start the last test. Firstly, I will record your personal information for survey’s use.” She picked a ballpoint pen then starts to record on the notebook. “Name… Philip Wales, Occupation… business man, Age…” “72." “Oh, thanks. 72. Marriage status…” “Married for 48 years.” “I appreciate your frankness. Then do you mind telling me whether you have taken the medicine such as Viagra today?” “Oh, I never need the help of pills. I do what I want whenever I like.” “Admirable. Then when was your last sex intercourse?” “With anybody?” Laura raises her head and takes a look at Philip’s now blushed face. He looks upset and funny. Laura chuckles. “Yeah, whomever. I have no interest in your private life. You can omit the name if you want.” “O.K, madam. Three days ago.” “Well, I think you have recovered from the last time.” Laura stops writing and requests. “Please sit down on the sofa and undo your belt. I will measure your genitals.” It sounds fair. Philip seats himself, spreads his legs a little and undoes his belt on the robe. His well-endowed genitals droop down, so are his huge crotch potatoes. The purple head is likely to be associated with the sleeping lion in a big mass of grizzled bush. “You can do anything with me now. I am your test mouse.” Philip jokes, hoping to ease the atmosphere. Laura steps toward him, she kneels between his welcoming legs with all the necessary tools. She supports the big thing with her left hand, and measures it accurately. “6 and 1/2 inches.” Laura writes the data down. “At limp.” She added. She substitute the pen with a watch in her right hand, raises her head up and looks into the old gentleman’s eyes. “Now the next step. We must get it hard and measure it again.” She says in a mysterious smile. Before the old king protests, the sexy queen starts to stroke his soft dick. Seeing her snow-white fingers wrap his purple penis tip, old Philip gets shocked but aroused. The pressure from the side of his cock is so enjoyable. She uses her fingertips skillfully to rub the edge of his cock head, the most sensitive part of his sex organ. Philip gives in to the pleasure, giving up asking why she does so. “Because of the equality and the accuracy, sir. We do it for every participant.” Laura explains to him, while quickening the speed. All Philips can do is just panting and moaning. It never occurred to him that he is old, but he feels it now. His heart beats so fast that he is afraid of having a heart attack. His grand scepter swells in her hold, with an incredible speed, just as if it is going to blow up. “Haven’t got such great service since last time in Japan.” Old Philip sighs in his mind. Laura is still playing her skillful trick. She also fondles his testicles, softly but firmly, which makes Mr. Wales in the heaven. The grand scepter becomes steel soon. At the length of 9” and 1/2, 3” in diameter, the fatal weapon shows its real appearance. It seems that his tool is in the full hard situation now. So the nurse stops her action. Laura measures the length again, and records the time of the whole waking-up procedure. “45 seconds. It sounds amazing, Mr. Wales.” She states it in a soft voice, which forms another sexual attack to the old man’s lust-occupied mind. “Don’t stop please, honey. I can do better. I promise.” The old man is insatiable to get more. “You have done very well, sir. I have never seen such good performance in your age group before.” The little nurse declines. But she can’t reject an old man’s entreaty. She keeps stroking the monster. The purple rod is like a boiled steel stick. Philip is known for his stamina on sex. He always keeps hard for up to one hour and without any danger of cumming. The old man puts his hands on the nurse’s head, takes her headgear off, undoes her bun and then caresses her long blonde hair. Her hair is as soft as silk and as shining as gold. He closes his eyes to enjoy the life. “It seems to remain in the hard statue, sir. Must be uncomfortable, right?” Laura grins to the old man. At her angle of view, she can see the raging penis is throbbing with her rhythm of stoking. She surprises the gentleman again. Mr. Wales gets a thrill when he found that his thing is in a damp tight cave suddenly. The nurse has engulfed all his stick. While shaving his penis with her lips, Laura uses her tongue to focus on the head. The overwhelming stimulus has a great effect on the old body, and the shaft grows even bigger in reaction. “Oh… You got it… Wow… Ha….” Philip is almost out of breath. The blood in his body seems to assemble into his love meat. He feels empty in his mind… “Oh… You have the expert oral technique… Mmm… Your lover must be a fucking lucky dog… Oh…” The old timer moans, says dirty things. Then he begins to thrust his rod against the nurse’s mouth. With a gentle rhythm, once, twice, three times. The tip explores all the room in the sweetie’s amazing mouth. Then Laura sucks in the same rhythm to meet him. Somehow Laura feels hot herself. The lasting stroking her hair and the hardness of the big monster have their effects on her. Her face turns blushed. She breathes heavier, while arching herself out and showing more her splendid breasts. “Mmm…” She also moans sexily. The old man takes further action. He moves his left hand to her chest, unbuttons two more buttons, and then squeezes her left breast through the bra. It is firm and soft. He couldn’t imagine anything better. He releases a satisfied sigh and leans to the back of the chair. He moves his hips faster. He presses her head close to his pudendum. Philip feels like regaining the youth from the alluring elf’s warm mouth. His big thing seems to be able to remain hard forever. “Oh… it’s fucking amazing… you the little bitch… you must have done it for every one… Oh…yes… it’s just the point… oh you are doing a perfect job… wow… you just make me hard forever…” The businessman praises his slut in a rude way, which makes both of them more excited. They do the physical exercise in a fiercer rate. The room is still, except the wild couple and the crazy thrusts.