4 comments/ 34232 views/ 7 favorites My First Glory Hole By: scarlethunny At first it seemed as if this was going to be like any other evening out with Master. Oh, have I never been more glad to be wrong. "Shower time, Pet," Master announces as he walks to the back of the house. I run past him knowing full well I better have everything set in the bathroom before he arrives. I turn on the water while arranging the towels and soaps, checking the temperature to ensure it's just the right level of steamy. I kneel on the bathmat, hands clasped behind my back as Sir enters the room. I open the shower door for him and then step in behind Sir. I wait patiently as he rinses off and eagerly step forward when he beckons for me. I've got his loofah all ready to go with his favorite body wash. I begin lathering him and running my hands all over his body to ensure he is going to be nice and clean. "Suck my cock, Slut," Sir orders. I drop to my knees and immediately shove his soaking cock deep into my mouth. Just as I am getting him hard as a rock, "Up and clean yourself" Master orders as he steps out of the shower. I rise up a little stunned that play has stopped so soon. Spilling his hot seed all over my face in the shower is one of Sir's favorite things. "There must be something else on tonight's agenda," I think to myself. I realize I have just been standing there in the hot water, when the door swings open and Master gives me two quick slaps on the ass. "I said, clean yourself. Do not make me repeat myself again," Sir says forcefully. I move into double time and soap up while the conditioner soaks in my hair. Once I'm clean, I dry off and tidy the bathroom. When I enter the play room, I see Master has laid me out an outfit. "I am going to put your cock sucking skills to the test tonight, Pet. Do not disappoint me," Master states, as I am looking over the clothes. A soft, white blouse, white cotton panties, a short blue and red plaid skirt, white knee highs and my black Mary Janes. Once I dress, Master kneels me down and brushes my hair, this is how I know he must be pleased with my appearance. I feel him separate my hair into two pigtails positioned just above my ears. "Stand up and display yourself for me," Sir requests. I get up and slowly twirl with my arms above my head before facing the bed and bending over the corner, exposing my ass with my legs spread wide. "Very nice, Pet. Such a perfect, little whore you will be for me tonight." "Where will we be going or what am I doing for you tonight Sir?" I ask, tentatively. Knowing I will only be told what Master wants me to know and when he so chooses to tell me. "Why, you'll be giving head to whoever asks it of you while I watch. I will punish you if I am not convinced you are trying hard enough." I stand in shock. This was something we had discussed previously but I had no idea it would actually come to fruition. "Pet, if you are having any doubts or hesitations, you must tell me now. Once we leave, we will see this to the end," Master tells me. "No sir, no uncertainty. Simply surprise and eagerness," I reply. "Good," he replies as Master strokes my cheek and leads me out the door. When we arrive, the location appears to be just like any nightclub in the area. I look around, unsure, that he has brought me to the right place. I catch up to Master at the door and overhear the bouncer whispering to Sir "I know where I'll be on my break." I flush crimson, realizing he meant being in line to have me pleasure him with lips, tongue, and mouth. Master beckons me forward and places a blindfold on me. He holds three fingers against my inner wrist, giving me our sign that it's going to be okay and if I feel scared to know he won't leave me. He keeps his hand in the same position as he begins weaving through the club. Master moves behind me and places his other hand on my hips as he leads me up stairs. We reach a door and Master leads me inside. The blindfold is removed and I blink to take in my new surroundings. This room is small, perhaps 6' by 6', and very dark. There is a red velvet chair in one corner and black, plush carpeting. I see a kneeling pad on the wall opposite the chair with a hole cut out and I realize this must be my place. I kneel in position looking at Master in the chair. "Let's begin the show, little Pet," Master says as he flips on the ready light. I eagerly turn facing the glory hole and am not disappointed as there is already someone waiting. They must have been hovering waiting for the light to come on. The cock dangling in front of my face is tan and already half erect. I reach out and lightly run my hands over the shaft and balls, enjoying the little jumps this cock makes. Using the tip of my tongue, I lick the length of him before taking his head into my mouth. I hear a soft moan from behind the wall and Master says, "Get on with it, my little whore." I shove the rest of this mysterious cock deep into my throat and begin to suck him in earnest. Working the length of him with my tongue and cheeks sucking hard. I bring one hand up to massage and pleasure his balls as Master makes encouraging murmurs in the background. Suddenly, too soon, this cock spasms in my mouth and pumps a load of hot cum down my throat. I do my best to swallow it all without making any gagging noises. The man on the other side of the wall has continued to moan and shakes as a little more cum dribbles out. He withdraws and I hear him gathering his clothing, when a couple of ones are passed through the hole. I take the money in my teeth and crawl to Master and place the bills in his lap. "Good girl, Pet, making him cum so fast. Did you enjoy doing that for me?" Master asks. "Yes, Sir, I did very much," I reply, gazing up at him. "Ready to do it again?" I nod and crawl back to the pad on my hands and knees, kneeling in anticipation of the next arrival. This time, I can hear the man arrive but there's hesitation or maybe he is already playing with me by making me wait, fighting the building curiosity of the next cock I will get to pleasure. Finally, as I feel my pussy swelling with expectation, I was rewarded with another cock coming through the hole. This cock is much larger than the previous visitor and I am so eager to taste him. I licked the length of his cock before working my mouth like a vacuum sucking hard to get him fully erect. I moved my head down a bit and licked his balls. This got such a groan of approval that I took each one into my mouth in turn and sucked gently. Then I hear my Master say "Fuck her mouth like the cum slut she is." And boy, did this stranger not disappoint. I had to brace myself on the wall as his rigid member shoved deep in my throat time and time again, barely leaving me time to catch a breath. Without any warning, he pulls his cock out and explodes all over my open mouth and face. I lick it up everywhere my tongue can reach and looked back at Master to show off the warm semen dripping down my cheeks. I loved seeing the expression of pride and admiration on Master's face. "You're lucky to have such a good little whore," mystery man says to Master before walking out. I crawl to him as Master beckons me forward and he strokes my hair while cleaning off my face so he can bend down and kiss me. "I want you to handle one more while I fuck your tight little whore pussy," he whispers in my ear. I tremble from head to toe with the excitement that I may actually get to be double penetrated and I won't ever know who the third party was. I reach to undo Master's pants so caught up in the moment when a sudden hard swat to the ass stops me in my tracks. "Not until I am ready," Master warns. He flips the ready light back on and shoves me towards the hole. I hurry into position and await the next cock that is so ready to be sucked off by the cum slit in the next room. I can hear Master undressing behind me but instinctively understand that I am not to look back but simply wait to be used by both men. I jerk with surprise as a semi hard cock hits me in the cheek and I realize I've been too focused on Master while this man was waiting. I tilt my head to bring the cock to my mouth with only my tongue, tasting a bit of precum. As I take this member deeper into my mouth, I feel Master readjusting my legs so that I'm bent over in just the right position to have a cock shoved into my pussy. When Master's dick brushes against my soaking cunt, I moan deeply onto the cock shoved in my mouth. "You want me to fuck you, little whore?" Master asks me. I can only nod, knowing I cannot let this erect penis out of my mouth. Even though, I was expecting it, the ecstasy of Master's cock in my pussy while someone else is fucking my mouth is unbelievable. My thighs begin to quiver as I orgasm onto Master, squirting my hot cum all down his member and dripping onto the floor. Master and the stranger begin to move in tandem and as Master withdraws, the stranger moves deeper into my mouth. Unexpectedly, I feel cool lube dripping onto my ass. Master begins by brushing my tender opening with his fingers, just feeling and stroking, never letting up on my pussy. The stranger is still fucking my mouth in perfect time with Master. As I massage the stranger's balls with my hand, moving my head up and down, more and more quickly, Master abruptly slides his middle finger deep in my ass. In an uncontrollable spasm, due to being triple penetrated, I scream and have to try my hardest to keep stranger's cock inside me while I cum again, the hardest I can ever remember. Master uses his other hand to brace my hips to keep my ever tightening pussy from squeezing him out. Stranger asks, "Is she ready for a full load?" Master responds with a simple "yes" as he begins to fuck me in earnest, never letting up on the finger playing deep in my ass. And as Master increases his speed and thrust, stranger sprays a full load of hot cum into my mouth. "Yes, this is what I've been waiting for," I think to myself as I swallow as much as possible. Master finally loses control and spends himself in my dirty little pussy, yelling out with the intensity of his orgasm. After cleaning myself and Master up, he just holds me for a minute, stroking my hair to tell me how proud I made him and how I was such a good little whore for him. My First Glory Hole Experience When I was 34, I was a very happily married full fledged heterosexual man. My wife was a very attractive blonde, several years my junior and our bedroom activities were really hot. I considered myself 100% straight, even though I had received a drunken blow job from my college dorm roommate, when I was 18, which I did not return the favor on by the way. It was a one time thing that "just happened" one night and was never mentioned again by either of us. Me and my wife bought our first house together and through our short 2 year marriage, which ended in a divorce, we never lost "our spark" in the bedroom. She was a total hottie to me and I was always eager to enjoy her favors as often as possible. She was a very sexy girl, always eager to please me and I was both happy and eager to share my 7 1/2"s with her as often as possible. We enjoyed a very active normal sex life and on the kinky side, I was happy she allowed me to perform anal penetration on her and she would happily provide oral sex to me upon request. In case you're wondering, the divorce was not for lack of passion in our sex life, it was for totally unrelated reasons that I won't get into now. We had been married for almost 2 years, when one day I went to our local mall outlet store, which had a Sears department store in it. I went alone and while I honestly don't remember what I was shopping for, I do remember that I was in the lawn and garden department. I stopped my shopping for a bit to use their public restroom and went to the corner of the store where it was located. Inside the restroom were 2 adjoining stalls with locking doors, both unoccupied at the time. There was a metal partition separating them as I chose the one in the corner, closest to the wall. As I entered and locked the door to my stall, I heard someone else enter the bathroom, but couldn't see them because I was locked inside my stall. The man quickly entered the stall next to mine and I could hear him lock his door. As I surveyed my surroundings, I noticed to the left of me, in the metal wall partition separating us, there was a 4-5 inch diameter hole about waist level. As I was standing in front of my commode, through the hole in the wall, I could look down at an angle and see his pant leg as he stood in front of his commode. I have always been a little self conscious about using public facilities with strangers around, so I was having a little trouble getting started. As I stared down at the hole, I saw him drop his pants and underwear to his ankles so that they bunched around his shoes. I stared at his bare leg and as I watched it, I saw it start to tremble, to shake rhythmically. I thought to myself, "this guy couldn't be masturbating in a public restroom, could he?" I bent over to get a closer look, but not too close to the hole to be seen so I would be caught looking. I was shocked to see that was exactly what he was doing. He wasn't huge, in fact I was bigger than he was and thicker too. What fascinated me was that his cock was rock hard and he had only been in there for less than a minute. And when I say rock hard, I mean rock hard, pointing straight out as he stroked it so slowly. He would occasionally stop his stroking and tug on his balls, which allowed his cock to point straight out unassisted, testifying to it's granite like hardness. Maybe I leaned in too close, maybe he saw me, maybe he saw my shadow, or maybe this guy just had a lot of guts, but the next thing I knew, he just shoved his cock through the hole into my stall. Startled, I jumped back and just stared at it, afraid to make a sound, both angered by his audacity but curious enough to want to look at it. His cock protruding from the hole, he shifted around until his balls hung into my stall also. Angered that he was so arrogant about this, I honestly thought about punching him in the balls, but I didn't, instead I reached down and stroked his cock and balls softly. To this day, I don't know why I did, but I did it without thinking and it really excited me to hold such a hard cock. All he said was two words, softly spoken but with confidence, "suck it." Again, I don't know why I did this, but I dropped to my knees and took his extremely hard cock in my mouth tentatively. He was about 6 inches long, moderately thick, circumcised and Caucasian, honestly, that was all I could tell you about him. He smelled clean and fresh, and I'm embarrassed to say, I actually relished his virile hardness in my mouth. I don't know if women know this, but men get erections of various hardness, I think most men know this. This guy was so hard it was like a bone in my mouth, unyielding, unbending iron steel stiff. At first I sucked on it a little experimentally, just exploring the overall hardness contrast with the skin texture smoothness. Hesitatingly and with some reservation, even with the thrill or threat of someone walking in, I came to terms with what I was doing and found myself highly aroused. I was eager to please him now and the more I sucked his masculine cock, the more I became unashamed and aroused. I became obsessed with his cock, while I consumed his length and girth, the thought of pleasing him consumed me. I became his captive audience for his cock and his pleasure, nothing else seemed to matter except to please this piece of muscle and flesh. I became a man possessed, all my efforts were centered on his cock on my mouth. The head was silky soft, the skin smooth and flawless, the shaft so hard and unrelenting, I was lost in my efforts to do my best. As shame washed over my face and made me blush, the excitement of something so taboo made me continue. I was lost in this piece of flesh and wanted him to release the proof that would confirm he was pleased. He just stood there, letting me sate my hunger as he let me feed on his cock. I tried to do things that I knew I liked done to myself, like suck hard on the tip and press the point of my tongue into that cluster of nerves under the head. Forcing my head down all the way to his pelvis, I fought through my gag reflex and was even proud of myself when I choked down his entire length. He seemed to appreciate my efforts as he strained to push himself into the wall, making small groans and grunts to confirm my efforts were suitable to him. I built a slow rhythm and he started grunting louder, as I kept up this pace that he seemed to enjoy. After maybe 5 minutes of worshipping his cock, he started humping into my mouth and I knew he was getting close. It excited me so much that I redoubled my efforts to please him. Suddenly he spoke more aggressively, "swallow that load, eat it up, swallow my cum." He started groaning and shaking as he spasmed and spurted into my mouth. Maybe 6 or 8 squirts of heavy volume sprays volleyed into my mouth and I didn't mind. I let him enjoy the pleasure I was giving him, I didn't want to interrupt his throes of passion by pulling off, so as directed, I swallowed gulp after gulp from his cock. At first I didn't know if I could swallow it, but it really didn't gross me out too much, actually not at all. It didn't really taste unpleasant, different from anything I have ever eaten before, but not totally disagreeable. It was thinner than my own cum, I think, and definitely more volume than my own ejaculations, but mostly just the idea of not quitting on him spurned me to do it. As he started to wilt in my mouth, he pulled out, tucked himself back in his pants, and said, "be here next Thursday at 3:00PM," then as quickly as he entered, he was gone. As I composed myself, I got a little nervous, as it dawned on me what I had just done. Sometimes things happen and you can't justify why you did what you did at that moment, you just live with it. This was one of those times. I never peed, I guess I lost the urge, so I just stuffed my hard cock back into my pants, zipped up and walked out quickly. I felt like every eye in the place was on me, like every one in the store knew what I had just done. I looked at every guy in the department store as I went to my car, but none seemed to confirm or acknowledged they were my "secret friend". As I got in my car and went home, it dawned on me that I should have looked at the pants all the men were wearing, since that was all I had really seen through the hole, to help me identify who was in the stall next to me, but I didn't. That taste seemed to stay in my mouth for quite a while, at least until I got a soda when I got home. Was I there next Thursday at 3:00PM, you bet I was. To be continued...