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Glory Hole

By: Phreaky1



I got off the airport with a hard-on. Atlanta was my favorite city. I have been coming here every month for the last year. When my company first started to send me here, I hated it. The time away from home and my family was hard and there really was not much work to do. So I started to spend my free time driving around touring the city. The drives usually lead me to the seedier parts of town. I would look in the adult movie houses and rent one of the videos or buy a magazine to take back to the hotel and jack off. I would spend the rest of the night stroking my cock looking at the pages in the book or watching the videos. That all changed four months ago.

The clerk had started to recognize me when I came in and we would strike up a conversation. He told me that the video booths were the perfect release for business travelers like me. I got some tokens from him and went back into a darkened room. 

The walls had booths lined up from corner to corner. On the door of each booth was the title and if the movie was straight or gay. I chose a gay movie and went inside and closed the door. I put my tokens in the machine and the movie started immediately. I sat down and watched as on the screen a man was on his back with legs spread wide and another man licking his asshole and stroking his cock. The action was hot and I started to rub my hard cock through my jeans. I unzipped my pants and took out my cock, just as I heard a voice say, “put that dick in the hole in the wall.” I had heard of glory holes but had never seen or experienced one. 

I stood up and stuck my cock through the hole in the wall. A few seconds later I felt a warm mouth close around the head. The mouth closed around my dick and sucked me in. The pleasure was intense as someone I had never met took my hard cock into their mouth and sucked my cock. The mouth deep throated my cock and then would lick around the head. I pumped my hips forward and back and rocked my cock down this strangers throat. I felt the cum building in my balls and knew that I would soon be shooting my load down this strangers throat. I hoped that the stranger would swallow my load, my wife never would. She always backed off at the last minute, and I hoped that did not happen today. I bucked my hips forward as my orgasm hit and the cum erupted out of my cock. The stranger did not miss a beat. The warm mouth that had surrounded my cock, sucked hard to finish the load. It was such a rush to shoot my load into a hot mouth and have that mouth clean up every drop of cum. I sat back and breathed heavy after my orgasm. As I recovered, I noticed that the glory hole was full again. Not with my cock but the cock of the man that had just serviced me. “How about returning the favor?” The cock seemed to ask.

I had never done this before and I was suddenly scared to death. I reached out and with a shaking hand grasped the cock in front of me. It was a medium sized dick just a little smaller than my own. I marveled in the warmth that was radiating off this stranger’s dick. I stroked it back and forth and heard a groan from the other side of the wall. I finally got the nerve and got on my knees in front of the cock. I leaned forward and stuck out my tongue. 

I closed my eyes as I prepared to taste my first cock. The musky smell of the stranger’s balls drew me in. I kissed the head of his cock and ran my tongue around the head. I stopped and looked at it for a minute. I had just licked my first dick and I liked it. I licked again at the head and sucked it into my mouth. I sucked as much of its length into my mouth as I could. I sucked up and down fast coating the cock with my saliva. I pumped my fist back and forth on the shaft as I sucked at the head. Then I took its length into my mouth, I felt the cock grow and knew his orgasm was approaching. 

I reveled in the power I had to make this cock explode. I wanted it, and I craved it. I felt the first blast of cum hit my tongue and I liked the salty flavor, as the second blast of cum filled my mouth I gagged to swallow it all. I cleaned all the cum off this cock and wanted to bring it to orgasm again, but having a cock of my own knew the sensitive head would not be ready so soon.

He turned around and presented his ass to the hole. I spit on my hands and lubed up my dick. I fed my cock into the hole once more and felt it lodge against his ass. The man grabbed my cock and forced it up inside his ass. I found a rhythm and began pistoning my cock in and out of this stranger’s ass. He groaned and moaned as I fucked him harder and faster. I finally felt the cum build up in my balls and explode up into this man’s ass. As my cock softened and he slipped off me I heard him say thank you. 

I sat there on the bench and caught my breath. I soon straightened my clothes and made my way to the exit. I gave a wave to the clerk and said “See you next month” He just smiled.

Glory Hole - 2nd Visit, 1st Blowjob



This is a true story....

I couldn't get my trip to the video booths out of my head. I jacked off so many times thinking about my cock in that guy's mouth. The guy I never saw--he could have been any color, any age. Shit, he could have been my neighbor! Not too long after going home, I regretted being too chicken to return the guy's favor by blowing him. I was just too freaked. I got so hot and hard thinking about the possibilities. 

I imagined being on the other end, taking care of cocks, not having to worry about being in some park, exchanging phone numbers and all of the other madness married guys have to go through to get the urge satisfied. Still, I was also freaked about the other possibilities: Were those places safe? Don't the cops know what's going on? If I can't see the guy, how would I know if he was clean? What if he had sores all over him except for the part in my mouth? All good reasons to stay away! I didn't.

Within a short time of getting my first blow job, I was back at the booths. I had tokens left over, brought my coupon for extra tokens, and dropped another $5 spot. I had in my hands big, gold coins that would have lasted over an hour. I was on my way. 

I did the "who's here" kind of thing. I quickly learned to just stand long enough not to commit to a booth, but short enough for the cashier not to yell something from the counter. I was so impressed with how fast I picked this stuff up (so kidding!)

A nice looking guy was there. He looked young--in his young 20's. He walked the aisle twice. We made eye contact and that was enough for me. I dove into a booth. I moved the chair so I could stand, and placed a gold token in. I quickly went through channels like a kid with ADHD. I found a great tranny video. I love those. They make me feel less guilty--a woman with a cock. My two favorites. Nobody went into the next booth. I was bummed.

Just as I was starting to be discouraged, the next door opened and closed. I heard some shuffling and then the loud clank of the coin. The audio was blasting. I laughed a bit at the ADHD way he was skipping channels. I wasn't the only one! I heard the sounds of women screaming for cock. I was psyched. A guy who likes women but wants a guy to suck his cock. Just like me. 

I had come to the booths with the intention of blowing someone. I didn't waste time. I gave a glance through the hole to see if I could recognize the guy from the hallway. It wasn't him--different jeans. The guy looked thin. he had jeans and a white t-shirt.

I put my fingers through the hole like the guy who blew me on my first visit did. I just stroked the hole and traced it 360 degrees. As I pulled my hand away to begin again, a nice cock head appeared. Just the head. I dropped to my knees and put the cockhead in my mouth. As soon as my lips were around it, the shaft came through the hole pushing the cock head deeper in my throat and puffing out my lips. As I pulled off of it to check it out, I gasped at how long it was. It was truly huge. It was thick. How fuckin' lucky was I!

I went right back onto that cock and sucked as best I could. I went down the length to the point of touching the wall with my nose, went back up, and then down again. This guy started to pump my mouth. I relaxed, kept my mouth still, and enjoyed being face fucked. We were in sync -- he would fuck my mouth, stay still so I could pump him, tongue washed him, and jerked him off. 

It was hot and I loved it. I went back on him and pumped him hard. My lips were starting to hurt but I just kept at it. I felt his vein pulse and I knew it was now or never -- I chose to stay on him and felt a wash of hot, salty cum in my mouth. 

Thank God he came a lot, because that first shot went down my throat with barely a taste. I saved the rest from being swallowed so I could savour it all. Cum started to leak from my lips and I loved how dirty that was. I swallowed some as more kept cumming. What I really loved was that he let me clean him off. When I was done, he pulled out. I heard a zip, and off he was. His video was still going.

I sat on the white vinyl chair and just let my mind wander. I had just sucked my first cock through a glory hole. It was better than I even imagined. The rush of a faceless cock was too much. I was so hard and just had to relieve myself. Just as I started to stroke myself, the next booth door opened. The gold coin went through the slot, which reminded me to fill mine. Without even needing to show my willingness, a cock came through the hole. 

This guy wasn't shy--it came through in a hurry. It was a nice looking cock--cut, about 6 inches, not too thick. I dropped on my knees and started again. I was in a frenzy and finished him off quick. I had my second load in less than 5 minutes. I had never done that before! As he was leaving the door to the right booth opened. 

As the coin went into the slot in that one, the one on my left had a new visitor. I gestured for the new glory hole occupant. His cock came through eagerly. I started right away. 

I did something wild then. As the cock was in my mouth, I reached for the other hole and placed my finger there. Within a second or so, I felt something warm and hard on my fingers. I released the first cock to look back. The guy in the other booth had pulled out and was looking at me. He saw me sucking that first cock! He put his cock through again. The first cock was shaking--literally. He was shaking his cock as if reminding me it was still there. 

I put my mouth close to the hole and said, "watch me." I then licked his cock and moved to pounce on the second one. I took the second cock in fast. He was thick a long. I was in heaven again. I reached back and the first cock was in my booth. I jacked him off as I sucked on the other. 

I started alternating like a true porn star. It was just too wild. I would spend quality time on one, jack the wet cock of the other guy, and just keep that pattern. The second cock came first. I took every drop. as I was cleaning him off I felt the first one pulsing. I moved quick to it and got the first shot right on my lips. I opened wide and took the second. As I enveloped him, I took all that was left.

When I was done I sat back in that chair again. I was absolutely amazed at what I just did. I was more amazed at how many more times I had done it before heading home to my wife. I knew that day I would be a gloryhole cum slut. I still am.

I should write about the visit when I had a threesome in the larger, corner booth....



Glory Hole



God I hate weirdos. 

Long-haired weirdos, fast-talking weirdos, salesperson weirdos, gay weirdos. I hate weirdos.

I know, I know, to each his own. But I like good old fashioned values. Mom, apple pie, Old Glory and, as we used to say in the Army, the girl you left behind. 

Well, I have to admit, in the spirit of full disclosure, that I have a few vices. There's the occasional belt of straight up Jim Beam, there's a penchant for fast cars which like to exceed the speed limit, and shaving a few strokes off my golf score. Oh, another vice came to the front by accident, when I attended a bachelor party which started at a strip club, moved over to an adult boutique, and then back to the club for a few lap dances. 

So what, you say? No real harm there, right?

Probably not. Still, the latter trip to the world of exotic dancing and peep shows wet my appetite, and on a business trip to Philadelphia I found myself drawn, like metal to a magnet, to the flashing neon lights of an adult bookstore on Market Street. 

Now I have to tell you that I've had a fairly normal sex life, at least to my knowledge. I like making love to a woman, caressing a soft body, hearing a woman moan to my ministrations. Of the dozens of positions explained in the Kama Sutra, though, I still liked missionary the best, although I have never tossed a young lady out of bed if she wanted to be on top or do the deed doggie or side-by-side. What can I say, missionary is my favorite, and I am not ashamed to admit it.

While I may not have the most active sex life, it is fulfilling. I'd like it to be more frequent, but, I can't complain.

Still, when looking out the hotel window, that adult bookstore beckoned and I found myself casually walking over to it late one Tuesday night. My work was done after a productive business dinner, and I was catching the morning Metroliner back to the Big Apple. 

As I approached the store I noticed a couple guys leaving, and since they looked "normal" I felt a boost of confidence, as if I wouldn't be, well, a weirdo, for entering. Armed with that evidence I opened the door and stepped inside. There were magazines, videos, lingerie, adult toys, you name it. But what drew my attention was the wall filled with movie boxes depicting the clips being showed in the peep shows in the back room.

Wow, everything was on that wall, from straight to gay, from domination to transsexual, you name it, and it was there. I quickly looked around, then slipped back into the dark room with about two dozen booths. I went toward the back and slipped inside a booth in the back, making sure I closed, and locked, the door behind me.

That was my first mistake, because the room was totally dark. Damn, I thought, there must be a place to drop some quarters somewhere. After feeling around like a blind man, I finally found a place to drop my change, and dropped in a couple quarters, immediately starting a film.

With the start of the show there was light, and I immediately saw a place to deposit a bill, and added a fiver to my change. Then I settled back against the wall to watch the show. On the screen was a woman being mauled by a man with a huge penis. He was banging her and she was moaning in feigned ecstasy. I noticed a button, touched it, and immediately the view changed to a pair of men making it with each other...disgusting.

On to a blowjob which kept me spellbound, hardening my cock in my briefs. That feeling forced me to unhook my pants and unveil my cock to the dark booth. I slowly stroked it, watching the blonde suck the large cock, which ultimately erupted in her mouth. It was awesome. I especially like how she swirled the cum around in her mouth.

Another click and I saw a woman being gang-banged, while another click saw a young cheerleader being screwed in a locker room. 

It was about that time when I heard a sound toward my right. I glanced down, and stepped back as, from the wall, a finger was sliding around a hole in the wall. At first I couldn't believe it, but then I quickly came to the realization that these booths were sometime more than a place to watch porno, but a place for gays to have some sort of faceless rendezvous. 

Unbelievable!

"He doesn't think I'm..." I thought to myself. I don't know what I thought, actually, but it became a moot point when the finger stopped its sliding around the hole and disappeared from sight. A light beep informed me that my five dollars was nearly used up, and I began to pull up my britches. But the sight of a beautiful young redhead showing her ass, holding the cheeks wide open, riveted my eyes on the screen. I quickly added a few dollars to extend my time and came under the spell of the dirty film. 

Somehow, I really don't know how, I must have started leaning toward the side wall. A bit later I felt a finger against my side, and I jumped to my feet as if a snake came into my view. I looked at the finger, circling the hole, and thought to myself it was unbelievable. I mean, do people actually, well, do things in a sleezy, dingy, bookstore stall?

While that thought flew threw my mind I received another shock...a penis came into view. My eyes widened, my head and for that matter the rest of my body recoiled. I hitched up my pants, opened the door, and quickly left that dark back room for the more friendlier confines of the bookstore. There, safe, I began walking aimlessly, fully expecting a man to emerge from the back room looking for me.

It didn't happen. 

I must have looked strange, but no stranger than others who were in the bookstore. Some read the magazines, some looked at the video boxes, while others slipped in and out of the back room. A bored looking clerk sort of presided over the action, or lack thereof, ringing up a sale here, answering a question there. My mind attempted to process all the messages, but finally my dick won out. I needed to cum, and I needed a little motivation to do so. With that in mind I headed back into the darkened room behind the curtain and once again entered a booth with the idea of finding a pretty young thing sucking a cock or two and pushing me over the edge.

Minutes later I found my film, and once again my pants went down and my dick went up. It was wonderful, watching the slutty woman sucking and savoring a rock-hard cock.

I was lost in a fantasy, pretending my cock was the one being worked on by the woman, when I heard a different noise from the side.

"Psssst. Hey there."

I looked down, and again I watched as a cock came sliding through the hole in the wall. I looked closer, and noticed some writing on the wall. "Kneel here" were the words on the wall, with an arrow extending down toward the floor. I watched, spellbound as the cock sort of pulsated in front of me, barely two feet from my wide open eyes. I heard the words from the other side of the wall, "Suck it."

Who knows what possessed me, but I reached down and began stroking the dick. It was the first cock, other than my own, that I had ever touched, and while I couldn't believe I was doing it I also couldn't believe how powerfully good it felt to do such a nasty thing. I stroked the cock, sliding my fingers up and down it, for several minutes before it erupted all over the floor. Geez, what had I done?

I heard the fellow in the stall next to me buckling up, and I stooped down to look through the hole in the wall. I only saw his pants, and watched as he opened the door. I was going to leave myself but I couldn't bear to run into the guy, so I waited, shaking and shivering, for a bit before tidying myself up. Just as I was about to leave, though, I heard the door close and seconds later a finger sliding around the hole. That was replaced by another cock. This one was only semi-hard, and I once again was drawn to it. I don't know why, I can't explain it. I know I should have left, but I didn't.

I grasped it, sliding my fingers around it, jerking it off. On the video screen I saw a woman sucking a cock, moaning as she blew the man, and I somehow watched, then dropped to my knees onto the sticky, slimy floor, Directly in front of me was a dick, a cock, and I did the only think I could think of...I opened my mouth, wet my lips, and bent my head toward it.

All of a sudden I was sucking a cock. A manly, hard, cum filled cock. 

I'm not proud of what I did that night. I am downright embarrassed. But for the next few minutes I was a cock-sucking whore, bobbing my head up and down a strangers rock hard dick. I sucked; I licked and managed to pull my mouth off his throbbing manhood just before it let go with a stream of cum. The first spurt flooded my face before I was able to look away as the rest of his deposit hit the floor. 

I heard a lightly spoken "Thanks" and heard the man leave. I started wiping my face off on my handkerchief, wanting to look presentable before I left, when again I heard the door close and a zipper slide down. Again, a small cock slid through the hole in the wall.

In for a penny, in for a pound.

I knelt back down onto the sticky floor and began sucking the cock to its full hardness. It didn't take much before the cock began throbbing in my mouth. I remembered Debbie, who used to suck my dick in a parking lot near work, and how she bobbed her head all over my cock. Now it was my turn, bobbing and sucking the cock of a faceless man in the stall next to me. I ate it, licked the sides and sucked the tip. Again, the explosion came without warning, and this time it hit me squarely in the eye. 

I rose, wiped the cum off my face, and quickly opened the door to make my getaway, only to be greeted by a line of men outside the door. I lowered my head, walking by to whoops and hollers as I was called everything from slut to whore to dirty cocksucker. Needless to say I bolted from the backroom in a flash as the men laughed at my discomfort. I strode through the magazine and video section and made my way to the door. 

Coming in was a man in his late 30s, and our eyes met. He gave me a knowing look, and lifted his hand toward his face. His eyes looked as he flicked something away from his face. It took a minute for me to understand, but then I raised my right hand to my face and touched a sticky substance on my cheek. Embarrassed to no end, I wiped the cum from my face and exited the building.

Two weeks later, on another business trip, I found myself drawn back to the bookstore. But that's another story.



Glory Hole



It was going to be a special night. We were going out to dinner. I was wearing a short black dress with black stay-up stockings, a black thong, , black high heels, and a black shelf bra. I like to dress wild so I can tease Doug whenever we went out. He loves to be teased! After dinner, and several drinks we were on the way home when he told me he had a surprise for me and pulled into an adult bookstore. I always told him I wanted to go there to see what it was like... so he was taking me. 

We walked in and began to look at the movies and books on display. I could feel the eyes of several of the men looking at me... I even caught Doug looking up my dress while kneeling down pretending to look at a book. Several men brushed past me... and up against me... I was getting very scared and excited. Doug had a big smile on his face... "lets go watch a movie" he said as he led me back to the peep show booths. 

It was dark back there... he showed me the movie on display so you can pick what you want to watch... just looking at them was exciting... every sexual subject was there. He led me to a booth where we both went in and he locked the door behind us. It was small and cramped... he put in some quarters and started to watch a movie. He was standing behind me... running his hands up and down my body... he unzipped my dress and pulled it off me... placing it on the bench behind him. He cupped my breasts... tweaked and pulled on my nipples... I was so hot!

When I looked around a little, I noticed a hole in the left wall of the booth... and a guys hand was coming through. I was startled... I almost screamed... Doug calmed me and told me they were called "glory holes..." where you could give or get anonymous hand or blow jobs. I was shocked at first... then wondered to myself if Doug was getting or giving... and that excited me even more. 

Doug pushed me towards the hole... the hand touched my thigh... the feeling was electric... then it moved to my ass... squeezing it... trying to get between my legs. I pushed Doug back and told him to sit down... I squatted down and got his stiff prick out of his pants... I stroked it... then licked it... I reached back towards the stranger's hand... his hand took mine and led it to his cock... it was rock hard. 

The stranger had pushed his cock through the hole... I looked at Doug... He said "touch it." I moved closer to the hole and started stroking this strange cock... "Is this what you want?..." I squatted down... I rubbed it over my tits... rubbed it against my cheek... "Hmmmm... Is this what you want me to do?" I asked again. "Yes... Yes" he said... I licked this strangers cock... then sucked it in... stroking and sucking him while Doug masturbated. Soon the cock I was sucking tensed... then came... I swallowed as much as I could... just a little running down my chin. I felt like such a slut. 

Doug was hard as a rock... his eyes glazed in lust... when I noticed a cock come through the other hole in the wall closest to him... "your turn," I said. He looked at the cock... then shook his head no. Meanwhile another cock came through the hole closest to me... I rubbed it over my tits... stood up and rubbed it between my wet pussy lips... "No?..." not even for me?... I bent down to suck this new cock and just as I started to suck him and stroke him he came all over the place... splashing my tits and face. He was too excited I guess... I started to suck Doug and stroke the cock that was through the other hole... "Come on baby... share it with me... feed it to me..." He reached up and held this guys cock and pointed it toward my mouth... I sucked it in hungrily... I was strangely excited seeing him touch another man's cock. 

Soon that cock was throbbing and pulsing a load of hot cum into my mouth... I was so hot and excited... I felt a hand reach for my ass and pussy... It was a guy reaching through the other hole... I backed up and let him finger fuck me while I sucked Doug's cock... Doug couldn't take it anymore, he stood me up, turned me around, told me to bend over, and slid his cock into my pussy with one swift movement... I reached for the cock in the glory hole and pulled it toward my mouth... licking, stroking and sucking it while Doug pounded my pussy. Soon he groaned and came with a gush... 

He sat down on the benches I stood in front of him... stroking my body... squeezing my nipples... rubbing my clit... I was so excited. Another hand had come through the hole and was rubbing my thigh... he pushed his cock through... It was really big... of all the cocks I had seen tonight... this was the biggest! I held it with both hands and ran my tongue around the tip. I looked over at Doug... he was hard and masturbating again... I stood up and ran this cock between my dripping pussy... Then, I guided it inside me... pressing myself against the wall... the stranger drove his cock into me... deep... it felt so good... I felt so full... He fucked me harder and faster... then with one deep thrust he came... I could feel his cock pulse inside me... then I pulled away. 

Doug was behind me and wanted me one more time... again he bent me over and fucked my just fucked, dripping pussy. He said "you're my little slut... aren't you?" as he fucked me and spanked my ass. I said "Yes... yes... " as he pounded me... and I sucked one more cock... and came again. 

We decided it was time to leave... I dressed and we left... but I know I'll be back again soon... after all... I left a good pair of black thong panties in the booth.



Glory Hole



Authors note: This is the second story after "Cum Sucker"



I have always fantasized about being in a glory hole, sucking random men's dicks and swallowing all I could. I often watched porn videos of girls in glory holes and always wished I could be in their position.Lucky for me, I found out about a glory hole near by my house. I found it on a gay hookup website. It was at a truck stop near a Denny's. I read it was mostly truckers trying to get off before they went to sleep, but I didn't care. The way I thought of it, a dicks a dick, and I want it in my mouth.

At this point I had only sucked one dick in my life. I couldn't stop thinking about how amazing it was. I thought about it all day everyday. When other men walked by me, I thought of their dick in my mouth. When me and my girl fucked, I thought of that time I got to swallow another man's load. I knew it was time...I need my mouth filled again.

My girl was working this night, until about six in the morning. It had just got dark, I had been planning on going for weeks, and flaked out twice. But this was the night! I grabbed one of my girl's thongs and put it on. They were black and soft as silk. I loved the feeling on my crotch and the string up my ass crack. I put on some decent clothes, but nothing too nice. I didn't want to stain up my nice clothes. I got in the car a drove to the spot. There were about 16 big rigs and a couple of cars parked. As I pulled up near the restrooms I saw a woman get out of a truck and get in her car to leave. I sat in the car for a minute, my head was rushing. I opened the door and noticed a trucker see me from his truck. I walked towards the bathrooms. There was a door for each bathroom, 6 on each side. I wondered which to go into, I figured 'Might as well go in one of the middle one, maybe there will be a hole on both sides'. So i stepped in.

The bathroom smelt like a public bathroom, luckily nobody blew it up recently. Yet, I loved it. I felt naughtier then ever before. I close the door and sit on the toilet, I wonder if somebody's next to me. At that moment I hear the door next to mine open and shut. I freeze in panic. I hear his pants unzip, and not much else. I'm curious so I look through the hole. Shocked I jump back a foot. There right thought the hole I saw his dick and balls, hanging there. He was facing the hole. His dick was still soft and he had slightly hairy but low hanging balls. He was a white man as far as I could tell. My heart was racing with excitement. I was going to get another dick in my mouth! finally! I stick two fingers though the hole and look again. I can see him holding his cock, stroking it slowly and he steps forward. I pull my fingers out and as I pull them out his dick comes through, followed by his balls.

'It's time' I think to myself. I grab his soft dick. Its smooth like the last one. I hold it pointing towards my face. I can smell his manhood. Slightly pungent smell of balls and sweat. It made my heart race more though. I hold my tongue out and slap it against it. After that I stick the whole thing in my mouth. I wanted to feel him get hard in my mouth. I suck hard, like I'm trying to suck the cum straight from his balls. With his soft dick in my mouth, I grab his balls up and lick them with my tongue. I hear him moan. I love this! I can feel his cock start to swell in my mouth. I bob my head, my lips hitting against his pubic hair, every couple bobs I pull it out to lick it from top to bottom and slide it back it. After a couple minutes his dick is fully erect. I pull it out to look at it. Its about 7 inches, pointed up and slightly to the left. He was cut. I rubbing his cock from the bottom side as it stands at attention.

I stand up and take my pants and shirt off and put them on the top of the toilet. I'm bare in my thong now. My dick hard as a rock and sticking out the top. I continue to rub his dick. I can't take it anymore. I need it back in my mouth! I quickly drop to my knees and start to kiss the bottom of his head. I hear him moaning as my juicy wet lips and tongue rub against the bottom sensitive part of his dick. My spit is flowing down his dick to his balls. I spit in my hand and rub his hairy balls. I move my mouth slowly down his dick till I'm licking and making out with his balls. His hot, hard dick is pressed up against my face. I love the warmth. I engulf his balls in my mouth one after the other. I'm so into pleasing him I don't care about the hair. I grab his dick with both hands and stroke it as I continue sucking his balls.

I pull back, making a loud popping noise and take a deep breath. I could feel his dick pulsing in my hands. I point it back at me and put the head in my mouth. I play with his head with my tongue. I could feel his dick twitch. I suck and bob and lick like I'm some kind of animal. I moaning as his dick hits the back of my throat and makes me gag. My hands switch from fondling his balls to rubbing his shaft to grabbing my ass. By this point my face, chest and hands are covered in my spit. I pull my thong to the side and stick my middle finger up my ass. As I do, I moan loudly and he pulls his dick back.

'Whhhyyy!!!' I'm thinking. I put my open mouth to the hole and stick my tongue out. I feel his dick gently touch my tongue. I moan slightly. At that point he slides it in. He starts pumping my face, I hold my head against the hole. I'll gag, pull back and put it back on. He pull back out again. I fall back slightly and look though the hole. I see him stroking his cock vigorously. I know he's trying to cum at this point. I have butterflies in my stomach. I'm going to swallow cum again!

"You ready for it?" I hear come from the next stall in a deep manly voice.

"Yes, please yes!" I beg

"Ok it's about to cum! get your mouth ready"

I want every drop in my mouth or on me. I put my tongue out to the bottom of the hole, with my mouth opened and my head slightly leaned back. I can here him stock his cock faster and faster. My finger's still sliding in and out of my ass hole. I'm pretty much bouncing on my finger with excitement. His strokes are still increasing. I can hear how my spit is still lubricating his cock. 

"Ooooohhhh!" I hear him moan, and his dick quickly slides back through the hole over my tongue at which point I instinctively close my mouth around it and start to bob my head.

"Fuuuuuuck!" He yells, I feel his cock pulse a first time, but no cum yet. The second pule comes and I feel a thick glob of cum ooze out onto my tongue, quickly followed my two more pulses which shot cum straight to the back of my throat. I gag it up but don't let his cock out of my mouth. I want it all! His cock continues to pulse as I milk the last bits of salty but delicious cum out with my mouth and one hand. My ass still bouncing on my finger. I pull his dick out and milk the last drop on my tongue. With the cum still in my mouth I kiss the tip of his cock right before he withdraws it from the hole. I hear his pants zip up and the door open. I'm still on my knees, swishing his cum in my mouth, still bouncing on my finger. He really gave me a mouthful of cum, I attempt o swallow it all in one, but gag some back up. I swallow the rest, and pull my finger out my ass.

I'm still on my knees when i hear from behind me, "My turn!" I turn around a see a dick though the other hole. Was he watching me the whole time? God I hope so. I turn around crawl to his dick, Its about 6 inches, cut, white also, his balls are trimmed and sat up high and his head was huge. 'Fuck yes, two dicks!' I think. I quickly grab his cock and gobble it down like I haven't ate anything in months. His head alone felt as if it filled my mouth I would pull it out and kiss and lick the head all over. I licked his cock from the tip down to his balls, over and over again, like it was a popsicle. I stick my tongue out and slap his dick on my face, moaning like a whore. I spit on his dick and get it nice and lubed. I stand up and turn around. I put his dick so it sits in my buns like a hot dog, with my thong pulled to the side. I hold it between and start to back it up holding his dick in place. Almost like a titty fuck but with my ass cheeks. I'm moaning, I love his hot, hard cock rubbing between my cheeks. I hear him moaning too. I pull it from my ass cheeks and slap them with it some before getting back on my knees.

I bob and stroke and lick. I want more cum! I keep going faster and faster. His dick is ridiculously hard and seems as if it got an inch longer and an inch thicker. I know hes about to cum. I keep bobbing. His head going in and out of my lips as I suck and suck. I hear him knock on the wall. I know what this means from porn. I keep sucking, then he cums. Spurt after spurt of thick hot cum. It hits me in the throat and I gag and pull back. He got about three spurts in my mouth and just kept cumming. It hit me first in the cheek. Then the chin. I open my mouth and stick my tongue out. The next hits me right on the tongue. I'm moaning uncontrollably as it seems like an endless shots of cum were hitting my face. They finally begin to stop and I wrap my lips around his cock again. sucking out all I can. I swallow immediately and use his cock to scoop whatever is on my face into my mouth.

"Oh god! I was saving that one for weeks!" he says "Your a lucky slut, you are"

"Thank you sir, yes I am" I say while kissing and licking his softening dick. "Thank you..mmm..thank you"

He pulls it out. "Your welcome he says as he zips his pants up and leaves the stall.

I scoop the rest of his cum off my face and into my mouth. I notice some cum on the floor. So i grab my dick, put a finger up my ass, and put my face flat on the ground where his cum is with my ass pointed up. I'm horny beyond belief. I finger my ass while stroking my cock. I face on the floor, licking what cum I can off the floor. I'm moaning as I stroke hard till finally I shoot my load all over the ground. I get back to my knees and scoop up some of my own cum. I put what I could in my mouth and swallowed it. I stand up, my head racing with what happened. I put my clothes on and quickly go to the car and leave.

This will be a night I'll never forget.



Glory Hole



She was anxious and alone, stuck in a room with no windows and only one door. She had no idea why she was even there. In a million years she would never have imagined herself where she was. But that's where she was and now there was nothing she could do about it.

The room didn't suit her. Not in the least. She fancied herself a good girl. Prim and proper. Smart. Respectable. This wasn't a place for her. For the other girls maybe, but definitely not for her.

She'd only gone to the bachelorette party as a favor to her friend. It wasn't her thing at all. The drinking and strippers and all that went along with it, she was above that.

But dinner and then drinks had somehow brought them all here. The place seemed so seedy. Men prancing all around half dressed, men that were paid to be there, to entertain them. The sight and sound and smell of sex was all around them.

She'd never been to a place like this. She had no idea they even existed. Now she was caught up in it all. At first she didn't want to look. She kept her head down and her eyes to herself. But soon she couldn't help it. Curiosity got the better of her.

She watched the other women flirt with the men. The men with their tanned and toned bodies, their clean shaven chests, strong arms and square jaws, and their thick hard bulges concealed by nothing more than a g-string.

She felt the warmth between her legs. She felt her stomach tighten and her pussy tingle. She wanted to touch. She wanted to feel their big hard cocks with her own hands. The other girls did.

She was too scared. She was too respectable. She wasn't a slut like all those other girls. She told herself she didn't even like men like that, still she was curious.

She thought about her boyfriend, and how his body, how his cock was nothing like that. He was all she had seen. He was all she had been with. And now there was this all right in front of her.

She imagined what it would be like to feel a hard cock, to squeeze it through a g-string. To feel its size, its hardness. Her skin tingled at the thought.

The other girls cheered her on when a man started to dance for her. His bulge inches from her grasp. They wanted her to take it, to touch him, to touch his body.

She wasn't a slut she thought. She was a good girl. She was respectable. The other girls knew that. That's why they cheered. 

The party went on with more dancing, more drinking, more staring. Still she wouldn't touch. She wouldn't even really look. No matter how much her pussy ached, no matter how much her body tingled.

Soon they made a game of it. She refused but they said she had to play. They spun the bottle and when it stopped it pointed at her. All the women cheered. She protested but there was nothing she could do.

So it was that she found herself anxious and alone, trapped in a room with nothing but a closed door behind her and a small hole in the wall in front of her.

As she sat and waited a million thoughts went through her head. She thought of her boyfriend, and what he would think. She tried to think of a way out, of somehow pretending, and just walking out with a smile on her face. She wanted to leave, but knew that she couldn't.

In those moments a million thoughts flashed through her head. She was a good girl she told herself over and over. Still as she sat there alone and scared, she couldn't help but think of the men in the other room, and how they had made her feel, and how badly she wanted to look even though she knew she couldn't.

She fought all the urges, she tried to purge her mind, but still the dirty thoughts overwhelmed her pure, pristine mind.

Her body was shaking when she first saw it slide slowly through the hole. Veins bulged along its entire length. It was so hard it seemed to throb.

She'd never seen anything like it. It seemed so big, so thick. She stared as her mind was overcome.

Before she'd always thought it was the man behind the cock that really mattered, but that was before she'd seen anything like this. None of that seem to matter now. All that did was the beautiful cock before her.

She couldn't help but wrap both hands around it. The skin seemed so smooth and so supple, yet the cock itself was rock hard. Back and forth she stroked it, her hands trembling as she did. In that moment, she forgot about everything but the cock right in front of her.

She stared at her hands holding it, reveling in the touch, the sight of it all. It made her feel so feminine and so sexy to touch it, to feel it, to hold it in her hands.

The feeling of power washed over her. She felt in complete control. It was as if the hard cock in her hands no longer belonged to the man behind the wall, but it was now hers and hers alone.

She felt the body arch and the cock strain for her touch. She felt the blood pulsating through it, throbbing between her fingers.

She studied the cock as she held it, slowly running her fingers around its bulging veins, down around the tip, and back along the underside. Her hands seemed so small in its presence, as if her hands alone would not be enough to tame it.

She felt her wetness grow and her pussy ache. She imagined the cock inside her, filling her, stretching her, the tightness of her pussy wrapped around it.

As she stroked it gingerly, she longed for it in her mouth. Her tongue fell back in her throat as she imagined the thought.

She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, wanting nothing more at that moment the feeling of her lips wrapped around the hardness. She felt her mouth stretch as the tip slipped in. The feeling consumed her. Her mouth stretched further as the hard shaft started to slip deeper in.

She felt the warmth and the wetness of her mouth wrap around the cock. She savored the sensation, feeling it throbbing on her lips. Her mouth felt stretched and tight, but she welcomed the feeling. She welcomed it all in her mouth.

For the first time she felt like a slut, but she didn't care. She just wanted more. More of the cock, more of the way it made her feel, more of it in her mouth. She wanted more of everything.

For a brief instant she imagined her friends outside and wondered what they would think. She felt reckless and out of control. But it didn't matter. The cock was all she wanted.

Up and down her lips slid around it. She took it as deep into her mouth as her body would allow, each time going a bit deeper than she had before.

She grew more excited with each stroke. Her heart racing and her mind overwhelmed. She heard whimpering behind the wall as the cock grew even harder in her mouth.

As virile as the cock seemed, as big as it felt in her mouth, nothing made her feel more powerful than the whimpering. She opened her eyes with a feeling of complete and total power. Whatever man was behind that wall, he was now totally and completely hers.

To her the whimpering sounded like a puppy, begging for a treat. She liked having that power, hearing that sound, knowing she was the cause. Her alone deciding if the puppy deserved a treat. She lingered for a bit as the whimpering continued, the cock begging for release.

She slowed down for a bit, teasing, drawing the agony out. She wanted him to suffer and to long for something more, knowing that she was the only one able to give it to him.

Her mouth slid off the cock completely. She stared at it peeking through the hole in all its glory, slick from her mouth, the veins throbbing, aching for her touch. In the moment that she paused, she never wanted it more.

Finally the spell was broken by a sound from behind the wall.

"Pleaassseee..." was all she heard.

With that she wrapped her lips around it one more time, knowing it was completely and utterly hers.



Glory Hole



My name is James. A typical young lad of 19 years. Tall, dark and handsome as the cliché goes. I also had a good sized seven inch cock when erect and it was thick in girth. I had been very successful with women – fucking more than a hundred of all shapes and sizes and of all ages. From this, I knew I was as straight as they come. I had never looked at or been interested in men or she-males for that matter. I was aware some straight men like she-males, liked the fact they looked so feminine but had a cock between their legs. No, not for me. What I'd had more of than anything was blow jobs and they were my favourite. But, I was now simply bored of receiving them but I loved them and that was what brought me to finding the Gory Hole in my local town. I believed that not knowing who was giving me a blow job would make me excited again and give me the thrills I'd now lost from the endless giving by all the slags in town. 

I'd already phoned the shop with the Glory Hole and checked there would be someone in there during the day and the very helpful lady that had answered the phone stated there would be. 

I made my way to the shop which turned out to be an independent lingerie shop down a small side road in town. It didn't look very inviting and when I entered the small shop it was empty of customers. My attention was immediately drawn to the woman behind the counter. She was very attractive for her age. She looked about 40 years of age, she was tall, blonde, tanned and had a very big chest. She was wearing a low cut pink top and a very tight black skirt. I couldn't see anymore as the counter prevented it. I walked up to the counter and told her I was here for the Glory Hole. 

"Ah yes, you must be James." 

"I am indeed." 

"Well James, the room is at the back of the shop, there is someone in there waiting. There arent any other customers at the moment so fill your boots," she said with a slight smirk.

"Thanks..."

"Janice" the tall woman said noticing my hesitanty. 

"Thanks Janice," I said whilst thinking I would so like to bend her over that counter and fuck her senseless.

I made my way through the shop to the back. I went through the door and closed it behind me. I found myself in a hallway with a further two doors side by side. I went through the door marked "Receiver." 

The room was very plain and on the right hand wall was a round hole. I noticed a small television in the corner, a trunk on the floor and a side table with a bottle of lube on it. 

I started to get excited thinking I was about to get sucked off by a complete stranger that I'd never even seen, let alone meet. My cock started to stir in my pants as I undressed. By the time I was naked, I was completely erect which excited me further as for sometime I'd struggled to get erect even during foreplay from sheer boredom. This was exciting. This was truly turning me on. Well, here goes, I thought to myself. I stuck my cock through the hole – all seven inches of it and waited for it to be engulfed by an unknown mouth. I hoped she would be able to deep throat me. After about twenty seconds when nothing had happened, I started to think there was no one in the room next to mine and thought I'd been tricked by the old bird behind the counter. But just as I was pulling my cock out of the hole an unseen hand gabbed it. I felt a warm hand hold it all and started stroking it. It felt like a large hand as she had managed to take hold of the full circumference of my cock which I wasn't used to. Suddenly, after a little strokingI felt a coolness on the tip, it was getting moist from the person's lips. 

Oh. My. God. This was insane, someone I had never met, never seen was sucking me off and it felt soooo good. As long as shes good looking, I thought to myself as this stranger kept wanking and sucking me off. After only about a minute which surprised me as I normally can last ages, I felt the tension start to rise and my cock stiffen further. Whoever was blowing me, was an expert cock sucker. This was the best blow job I had ever received. I started to breath harder and harder, I was about to cum. Just as I was about to release a torrent of cum into this strangers mouth behind the hole, it suddenly stopped. Literally on the edge of release and she stops - bitch. 

"Ahhh' I scream out. I had never been denied before. I had felt the cum rise and my orgasm about to explode but now nothing. That had been torture. I pulled back from the hole and was just about to bend down to look through to see who my tormenter was when a hand shot through the hole with a note. 

I took the note and it read "Fuck me in the ass."

Wow, I didn't expect this, I thought. The stranger had already made up her mind as the hole in the wall was suddenly filled by a creamy white ass and all I could see was the sides of her bum cheeks and her gaping ass hole. She must have had a butt plug or something up there because it was already open and big for my cock. I took the small bottle of lube from the side table, squirted it all over my cock and thrusted it hard into the woman's ass without mercy. I heard a small yelp come from the other side of the wall, but I didn't care, that was for tormenting me I thought. 

Now I can nomally last ages but with the torment I had just been through, and the excitement of it all, I counted about twenty strokes before my cock finally orgasmed . With one last hard thrust I felt my cum shoot out into her ass. As I withdrew I saw some leaking out of her ass. 

Satisfied, I was just about to get changed back into my clothes when a voice suddenly erupted from the speakers. "Stop."

It was Janice. 

"May I draw your attention to the TV, Janice said."

I looked towards the TV which flickered into life and on the screen a video started playing. Very quickly, I realised it was split screen showing myself in one room when I arrived and the other room which was currently empty. The video carried on playing and I saw myself undressing and poking my cock through the hole. After a few seconds I saw a person enter the room. They were naked other than a pair of stockings and heels. I saw a brunette with a lovely pair of tits sitting pert and firm on her chest. She looked good. But almost instantaneously my eyes travelled further down and to my utter shock and horror saw an extremely large cock – it must have been a good few inches bigger than mine.

"No it can't be," I said out loud. Had I just been sucked off and fucked a guy? Well, a she-male. No way. I continued to watch in horror as this she-male expertly sucked me off and the camera showed a close up of my face in pure pleasure. I watched on as the she male gave me my best ever blow job whilst wanking herself. After a minute, I then watched on and saw how this she–male had backed up to the hole and watched myself fuck her causing her cock to bounce and saw it cum at the same time as me. 

The video stopped and the image on the TV was replaced by Janice now dressed in a black UPVC mini dress. 

"James my dear, you have just been taken by a she-male."

"Fuck you," I said in anger. 

"No need for that. You are going to do exactly what I tell you otherwise this video will find itself on every social media outlet and sent to all your friends."

As I contemplated the situation I knew I had no choice. 

"What do I have to do?"

"You are going to be my slave. You will now refer to me as Mistress Janice."

No way, I thought. I turned around naked, and went towards the door not caring about his clothes. I just had to get out of there. The door was locked. 

"Let me out."

"I'll let you out, but understand that video will be released. Or you can stay in there and become my slave."

I thought for a minute. I took a deep breath, turned around and said to the TV "What do I do...Mistress Janice"

"Good. Open the trunk slave."

I walked across the room and opened the trunk. It was full of bondage kit and women's underwear. 

"You will put the spreader bar on your legs. The ball gag in your mouth. The blindfold over your eyes. Vicky, the she-male you just fucked, will put her hand through the hole and handcuff your hands to your rear. You will then kneel on the floor and await us."

"Yes...Mistress Janice."

To be continued...



Glory Hole



Its 2:30am, I'm on my way home from a night at the bar. There were about 4 guys to every woman at the bar tonight, even the less desirable women had guys circling around buying them drinks in hope of getting in their pants. I was really hoping to get laid tonight but with the odds against me all night, I failed to find someone to take care of my needs. 

All of a sudden I noticed the porn shop in town was still open, I figured I may as well stop by and get a good porno to bring home, if the only action I am going to get tonight is going to come from my hand, I may as well get something nice to look at while I enjoy myself. 

As I looked through the selection of DVDs, I noticed the only ones that were any good were $30 and up. A lot of money considering all the money I spent at the bar buying drinks for my potential sexual partners!

I noticed the booths in the back of the store and figured it may be smarter to just rent a movie and take care of my business in the booth. I locked myself in the booth and picked out a movie. I sat back and unzipped and started stroking myself to the movie.

I was only jacking off just fast enough to keep my dick hard until the movie got to a really good part. Once the movie got to a good scene I was going to increase the speed to finish myself off during the scene. To my disappointment, the movie ended with nothing hot enough to send me to orgasm. "Oh well," I thought to myself, "I guess I'll just jack off in the shower when I get home." I got up and started to pull my pants up when I noticed a hole in the wall in the side of the booth. I've heard of glory holes before, but I have never used one. I've never really had an urge to use one, but with all the failures I had had tonight, I may as well give it a try.

I stuck my still hard cock through the hole and waited to see if anything happened. All of a sudden, I felt a hand wrap around my dick and start stroking it. Now this felt nice, it definitely feels a lot better to have a hand that belongs to someone other than me milking my cock. I closed my eyes and started enjoying the hand job that the stranger on the other side of the booth was providing me with. I felt myself getting closer and closer to the orgasm that I had been waiting all night for. I was only seconds away from blowing my load when the hand let go of me. I kept my cock in the hole hoping that the hand that was working on my cock would come back and finish the job.

To my surprise, I felt a warm wet feeling on the tip of my cock. At first I thought the stranger on the other side of the wall was going to lube me up, but after feeling it some more, I realized that it was someone's tongue that was swirling around the head of my cock. All of a sudden the warm wetness slowly worked its way down my shaft. I was already close to climaxing as a result of the hand job I had received. As much as I was enjoying my cock being in a stranger's mouth, I didn't want to risk missing the chance to drain my balls. I pushed my body harder against the wall so I could get an extra half inch or so of cock through the hole. The mouth on the other side of the wall was still able to accommodate the extra cock that I was feeding it without having a gag reflex. I felt my body start to go numb as I braced for the orgasm that I had been waiting all night for. I let out a loud moan that could easily be heard throughout the store as I shot a load of semen into the mouth that had been bobbing on my cock.

Soon after I got done unloading my balls, I felt the mouth lick my dick clean. As soon as it was done, I pulled my cock out, pulled up my pants, zipped up and left the store with a smile on my face. I was happy to know that I had now had a place to go when I left the bar alone. 



Glory Hole Adventure



I sat in a chair in the corner of a small room with my cock in my hand stroking it. I was watching my wife of twenty-two years sucking on a hard cock sticking through a hole in the wall.

Cathy and I have always had a good sex life but after so many years of marriage, you have to find ways to spice things up.

Cathy has always loved sucking my cock and on many occasions as if she was simply bored she would come to me out of nowhere, drop to her knees and suck my cock.

"I love the taste of cum." She has told me on many occasions.

I was never one to complain because I also love having my cock sucked. Cathy loved swallowing my cum. She also loved letting me cum on her tits and body just to scoop it up on her fingers and lick it off.

Tonight was Cathy's birthday and I wanted her to have a special one. Cathy was hitting the big "five 0" and was feeling kind of down about it. I had been trying to think of ways for her to have a great experience and one that she would enjoy. 

I had heard of this place and visited it once to see what it was all about. I have to admit while I was here I placed my cock through one of the holes and let some woman on the other side of the wall suck me off. It was a rush!

As I sat there watching I began wondering if there was some husband on the other side as I was today watching as his wife sucked my cock protruding through the hole.

The guys had to pay fifty dollars to get in and insert their cock in the glory hole. I found out that the women doing the sucking had to pay nothing to get in. Their services rendered was their admission.

Cathy was really into it now as she was on her third cock. She had some cum running down her chest from the previous cocks.

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The evening began with me telling Cathy I was going to take her out to dinner for her birthday. She was dressed and ready when I got home from work. She was dressed very conservatively and I asked her to change into something a little sexier. 

For years, Cathy and I had enjoyed using her sexy body to enhance our sexual excitement by showing her off in public. Although Cathy was now fifty she was still a knockout and stilled turned heads of even much younger guys. She had her tits lifted and enhanced several years back. They were firm and full with hard nipples ninety percent of the time.

She smiled at me and said, "Are you feeling a little naughty tonight?"

I smiled back and said, "Yes I am and be sure to put these on."

I handed her a wrapped present and she quickly grabbed it. 

I said, "Don't open it here just go into the bedroom and open it and put them on."

She turned and went toward our bedroom.

She was gone about twenty minutes when she returned.

She had a sheepish look on her face and said, "You are feeling frisky tonight aren't you?"

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the remote then turned it on. 

Cathy jerked and her knees buckled, "Oh Shit!" she exclaimed

I had bought her a pair of panties that had a small bullet attached to them that slipped inside her pussy. I had control of the remote.

I turned it off.

She stood back upright and said, "Wow!"

I said, "I want you very horny tonight. By the way you look fantastic."

She had gone in and put on a very sexy blouse that was low cut and accentuated her cleavage. Her skirt was a short skirt that hit about mid thigh. Her shoes were what I think are very sexy high-heeled backless sandals.

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I stopped stroking my cock long enough to hit the remote on her panties as the third cock of the night shot his load into her waiting mouth. As the vibrations shook her pussy, again she moaned on the cock. She sucked it clean.

I turned off the panties as she let go of the cock. The cock slipped from the hole and was quickly replaced by another one. This cock was large and black. She reached out for it and even with it not fully erect she could not get her hand completely around it. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and sucked the head into her mouth. Her red lips were wrapped tightly around it as she stroked it's length with her hand. I once again began stroking my cock as I watched her sucking on her fourth cock of the night.

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She stepped toward me to give me a kiss and I hit the remote again. She stopped and leaned against the back of the couch as the vibrating bullet inside her made her moan.

I turned it back off.

"Damn, I'm already horny are you sure you want to go out?" she asked.

"I'm sure. By the time tonight is over you will get your fill of cock." I smiled at her.

I continued, "Let's go we have six thirty reservations."

As we were driving to the restaurant, I hit the button several more times. Once I let it run for nearly a minute as she leaned back into the seat moaning. My cock was hard as a rock from listening to her moan in pleasure.

I turned it off and she immediately reached for my cock. I quickly took her hand off it and said, "Tonight is all about your pleasure."

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The big black cock was now rock hard and Cathy had both hands wrapped around it stroking it. Her mouth could barely even contain the head of it. Her head was bobbing back and forth on it when we heard a moan from the other side of the wall. Then cum was gushing from her mouth and running down her tits and dripping onto the floor. I had never seen a cock ejaculate so much cum in my life. Cathy was also shocked from the look in her eyes. 

I watched the cum dripping from her hard nipples.

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We entered the restaurant and found a nice cozy booth in the corner. I slid in next to her as our waitress came to get our drink order. Cathy ordered a margarita and I ordered a seven and seven.

She leaned to me and kissed me on the cheek then licked my earlobe saying in a low sultry whisper, "I love my birthday present."

I reached for the remote and turned it up a notch and turned it on. 

"oooohhh fuck." She moaned as she leaned into me.

I reached for the hem of her skirt that had ridden up and put my hand on her pussy. I could feel the vibrations on my fingertips. She squirmed on the seat next to me and again reached for my hard cock. I again removed her hand and said, "No No."

The waitress was coming back and I turned off her panties.

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Cathy turned to me and looked at her chest as the cum covered her body. 

Another cock appeared in the hole. I motioned my head toward it and she turned to wrap her hand around it. This one was more normal in size and she swallowed it down her throat. The small room was filled with the sound of her mouth sucking hard on the stiffening cock. This was her fifth cock of the night and she was showing no signs of tiring.

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We placed our dinner order and drank our drinks. We ordered another round and was half way through it when she said, "I need to go to the ladies room."

We kissed and she slid around and out the other side of the booth. As she was walking toward the ladies room, I hit the remote before she got out of range. I nearly choked with laughter as she nearly stumbled when the first pulse hit her. She turned to look at me with this "you devil look."

She then apparently got out of range and began walking straight again.

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Cathy's fifth cock was a quick cummer and shot his load and she swallowed every last drop of his cum. She let loose of the cock and it disappeared from the hole. Another cock appeared; she stood up and unzipped her skirt. She let it slide down her hips and onto the floor by her blouse. All she had on now was her birthday present which I made use of by hitting the button. Her body jerked as I had turned it up another notch. I could clearly hear it now humming inside her. She placed her hand on her panty-clad pussy and the other hand she wrapped around the new cock in the hole. She was rubbing the outside of her panties and stroking the cock in the hole. I turned her panties off and she voraciously attacked the cock with her mouth. Whoever was on the other side of the wall was getting the blowjob of his life.

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She came back from the ladies room and slid in next to me again.

"You didn't take your panties off did you?" I asked.

"Are you crazy I told you I love them." She responded.

I had to make sure and hit the button again.

"OH fuck!" she nearly yelled out then caught herself.

I smiled and turned them off.

"You are the devil himself giving me just little tastes at a time." She said to me.

"I told you I want you hornier than you have ever been tonight." I said.

"I don't know what else you have planned for tonight but you have already succeeded in that." She smiled.

Our dinner showed up and we got another drink.

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She was pumping and sucking the cock protruding through the hole. She was taking it fully into her mouth and down her throat. She was attacking the cock so hard that when she pulled off it there was an audible popping sound.

From the other side of the wall, "OHHHH FUCK!"

Cathy pulled off the cock just as it exploded it's cum. The first shot caught Cathy right on the nose. The second hit her square on the lips and she responded by sticking her tongue out and licking the cum from her lips. The third and subsequent shots hit her beautiful naked tits.

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After we had finished dinner, we had another drink. Cathy was all over me at this point and trying to get her hands on my cock.

She whispered in my ear, "Let's get out of here I'm so horny I'm going to fuck you right here."

I knew I had her where I wanted her. Just to drive the point home I flipped the switch on her panties.

Her whole body jerked when the vibrations echoed inside her wet pussy.

"OOOOHHH MY GAWD!" she nearly screamed.

Several people in the restaurant looked over at us as Cathy realizing she had said that so loudly tried to be nonchalant as her pussy was on fire.

I flipped the switch again and turned them off. She relaxed back into her seat.

"Let's go." I said.

She quickly climbed out of the booth and took my hand. We paid on our way out and headed for the car.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Cathy was covered in a mixture of cum. She had it running down her chin, neck, tits and legs.

Another cock appeared through the hole. This one put his dick and balls through the hole. Cathy reached out and wrapped her hand around it then sucked one of the balls into her mouth. The cock quickly responded, lengthened, and hardened.

She began stroking it as she licked and sucked on his balls. I was stroking my cock more slowly now for fear that I would cum before I got my opportunity to sink fully into her tight, wet pussy.

The front of her panties was drenched. I reached for the switch and once again turned it up another notch. As soon as I hit the on button, Cathy slumped, still holding onto the cock.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++

When we got to the car, Cathy grabbed my stiff cock and began rubbing it through my slacks. As bad as I wanted to fuck her right there I still had a surprise for her. She reached for my zipper and I took her hand away.

"I still have another present for you." I told her.

"My gawd honey what else could there be, I just want your big cock for the rest of my birthday present." She sexily growled.

I started the car and said, "I will show you in just a few minutes. We are not far away.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Cathy's whole body began to shiver and tremble. I knew she was going to orgasm. I turned it off quickly. I was not ready for her to release her pent up desire.

"You bastard." She said looking at me.

I simply smiled back at her and again nodded at the hard cock she held in her hand.

She turned and again opened her mouth and sucked it between her lips. I had lost count of how many cocks she had sucked so far tonight.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

I turned into the parking lot of this small dimly lit building that had one simple sign on it "The Hole in the Wall."

She looked quizzically at me, "What is this a bar?"

I said, "Not exactly."

We got out of the car and I knew from being there we had to go in the door that said, "Recipients" above it.

When I opened the door it led into a dimly lit hallway. The hallway had several doors in it. Above the doors were signs with some of them lit that said "Occupied."

I found one that the light was off and opened the door. We went into the small room. I turned and locked the door. Knowing that this is what caused the light to go on over the door. I also knew it caused a light to go on over a hole in a hallway on the other side of the wall.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Cathy slurped and sucked the cock until again we heard the groan from the other side. She pushed her mouth onto the cock as it exploded into her mouth. She squinted as the cum ran down her throat. Not a drop escaped.

She pulled off the cock as it pulled back through the hole.

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"Where in the hell are we?" Cathy asked.

"This is the other half of your birthday present." I whispered

"Why are you whispering?" she whispered back

When at that moment a cock came through the hole in the wall.

She got a shocked look on her face as she looked at the cock and then looked at me.

"You want me to suck it?" she whispered.

I whispered back, "If you want to."

She walked over to the cock and wrapped her hand around it and the guy on the other side moaned. Cathy smiled at me and nearly began laughing.

She gave it a few quick strokes and again a moan. Again Cathy had to stifle her laugh.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Cathy opened her mouth and worked her jaw rubbing the sides of her mouth. 

She whispered again, "My jaw can't take many more."

Just then a huge hunk of cock appeared through the hole. The part coming through the hole must have been nine or ten inches long.

"One more then we'll go." I whispered.

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After Cathy had stifled her laugh I decided to push her to sucking the cock. I reached into my pocket and turned on her vibrator. Her head went back and she firmly wrapped her hand around the cock and began stroking it. I walked up to her and unbuttoned her blouse then reached to her tits and let my fingertips massage her hard nipples. I walked around behind her to wrap my arms around and fully grabbed both of her tits and massaged them while kissing her neck.

She began to moan so I backed off and she went to her knees. I sat in the chair next to her as I watched for the first time her mouth open to suck another man's cock.

I turned off the panties and let her go to work. I sat there amazed at how adept she was at sucking a cock. As I had said she has always enjoyed sucking mine. I knew what the mystery man on the other side of the wall was feeling.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Cathy reached for the huge cock. Her small hand could not fully embrace it's girth. She began letting her hand slide up and down it's length then opened wide. Her lips were tightly stretched around just the head of it.

She then reached over to me with her free hand and began stroking my cock as well.

She was slowly getting more of the monster into her mouth. I watched intently knowing this was going to be the last one. Her saliva was coating the big dick and was running down her chin. She pulled off it for a moment to get her breath. When she did a small silvery string of precum stretched from the head of the cock to her lips. She licked her lips and went back at the cock. She was slowly stroking me and was now briskly stroking the cock in the hole.

"Fuck Yes" was heard from the other side.

Cathy jerked as the cock erupted into her mouth. There was so much cum that it looked like a milkshake was spewing from the end of the cock. Cathy backed off as the cum splashed against her face. It was flowing down her tits onto her stomach and then landing on the floor.

When it quit erupting Cathy let go of it. She grabbed her blouse and skirt and headed for the door.

"She said, "Come on before another one shows up."

She did not bother putting on her clothes just stepped into the hallway with nothing but her panties on. I followed her and there was nobody in the hall. She hit the door and stepped outside. She was headed for the car when two guys came around the corner headed into the door marked "Providers". They watched her as she jumped into the car.

I got in and had not even gotten the car started when she said, "Drive to the park."

She was using her blouse to wipe off the cum on her body.

The park was only about a mile away. I pulled in and she pointed, "right there."

I stopped the car and she jumped out still naked except for her panties. She went to the hood of the car, bent over it, and said, "FUCK ME! NOW!"

I pulled my hard cock out of my slacks. I pulled her panties off and the vibrating bullet slid from her pussy. She stepped out of them and I sunk my cock fully into her soaking wet pussy. 

I immediately began pumping furiously into her. My groin was slapping against her ass on each inward thrust. In the silence of the park it sounded like a gun going off.

Cathy was feverishly fingering her clit while I fucked her.

"OOOOOOHHHHHH FUCK!" she screamed.

Her whole body shuddered and she fell against the hood of the car. My cock felt like the head of it shot off when I unloaded into her pussy. I literally nearly passed out from the intense orgasm.

Cathy was laying on the hood breathing heavily as I kept my cock buried inside her.

My cock slipped out of her soaked pussy. She stood up and said, "Now take me home and fuck me again."

She walked around the car and got in.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++

After we got home and showered I took her to bed, licked, and sucked on her pussy as she had done to so many cocks tonight. 

She shuddered into an orgasm that nearly took my head off between her thighs. I slid up her body and let my cock slide into her hot pussy again. We fucked to another orgasm.

She then curled up next to me and kissed me.

"Thank-You for the best birthday of my life." She moaned in my ear.

I simply replied, "Your welcome."

"Can we do it again soon or do we have to wait until next year?" she said smiling at me.

I grinned and said, "No we don't have to wait until next year."

She snuggled in and replied, "Good."



Glory Hole Blues



Sammy Wayne's life was a puzzle and he was having a hard time putting the pieces together. How had he got into this situation? He thought about his situation and his life in general. He tried to see himself as someone else might see him, and found that his life could be compressed into three sentences. 

A young man still, only thirty-two this year, held a degree in political science and the position of city clerk at the courthouse. He had important friends and lived in a nice house, he wasn't rich but he was not uncomfortably poor. Loved, and was loved by his wife, Sloan and their son Matt, soon to be ten years old. 

The piece missing from this happy scene was the thing that spoiled the puzzle. His sex life was not doing too well. He had been a normal male with normal sexual desires; all he had wanted was a source of regular sex from a woman. Was that asking too much? It seems that it was. 

In the beginning when he was dating Sloan he lived for his expectations, she would not consent to sex until after they were married. While they were honeymooning Sammy found that anything to do with sex, other then missionary, was something that held no interest for Sloan. But she did seem to enjoy sex in her limited way, and Sammy did enjoy spending time with her. 

After they had Matt things changed, she didn't seem interested in sex and it began to become a chore to her. One more thing to do before the day was done, cook supper, clean the kitchen, help Matt with his homework and fuck Sammy Wayne. Her attitude came through so clearly that Sammy quit looking for sex at home with her. Sloan never acted like she missed his advances so they both let their sex life die a natural death.

If nothing else Sammy Wayne was adaptable, he just started to beat his meat much as he had before he was married. He was ashamed of doing it; the thought of getting caught in the act pretty much meant that he didn't do it when his wife was at home. Which made her an obstacle to his sexual satisfaction rather then the solution. He got to the point that he would lose his erection whenever she was around him.

As time passed Sammy Wayne became less and less satisfied with the 'oneness' of beating his meat. He wanted to have sex with somebody. He was hungry for some ' two person' sex. He didn't want to hurt his wife but he was tired of doing without. Besides if she wanted him to stay within the marriage sexually then she had to come across with the sex he needed. He wanted more sex but without having to have a 'relationship' with another woman. Even though he thought that the whole mess was the fault of his wife, he didn't want to hurt her. He not only didn't find her sexy anymore, but he didn't find any other woman sexy anymore either. Whatever feelings he had about her these days didn't include thinking of her as a lover. He loved her as the wife in his marriage and the woman who mothered the child that he loved but he did not think of her as a lover.

There was another angle to this also, what if he was impotent? His dick would not sustain an erection the last time he had tried to fuck Sloan. He felt that it was just the thing between them. The only way he could be sure was to try to fuck another woman and he really wasn't ready to betray his wife that badly. 

He wasn't gay but he wanted a no strings attached sort of thing so he found himself at the local bookstore getting blowjobs at glory holes. He could get away with this because he knew that he truthfully was not attracted to men. As a matter of fact it was a great help not to have to see the man who was doing the sucking. Lips were lips and their sex didn't matter. 

This makeshift solution to his sex problem seemed to have worked out very well and Sammy was as happy as a married man can reasonably expect to be. Since he didn't hound her like he used to in the past, his wife thought that he had adjusted to her sexual moods and was happy. Without the demands for sex putting a strain on their marriage they both were getting along better with each other. 

So Sammy had no reason to think that any thing out of the ordinary was going to happen that Friday night that he went to the bookstore.

But he was wrong about that. 

He had gotten his tokens and went into the back room where the stalls were located. Over the years of coming here he had come to enjoy the center stall because it had two holes, one on each side. He was happy to see that his favorite stall was open. When he went to insert his tokens into the slot they somehow spilled to the floor where they rolled all over the place. Sammy got to his knees and started to pick up the tokens. He didn't notice the sound of the door in the next stall closing. He had no ideal that anybody was watching him as he crawled around on his knees looking for tokens. The first thing that alerted Sammy to his situation was when the dick brushed against his ear. In a reflex motion he turned his head to see what he had brushed against. 

That's how he came to find himself eyeball to eyeball with a big hard cock. It hung there heavy and thick looking, bigger then his cock both in length and girth. The cock seemed to be a beggar in the way it seemed to bow toward him and yet there was a demanding aspect to it also. Sammy was frozen solid and seemed to be confused about what was the polite way to deal with this. Sammy Wayne was always considerate of others, and he knew from experience what was going through the apparently blood-starved brain of the man who owned this cock. 

Sammy knew that on the other side of the wall was a guy like himself who wanted relief from the sexual tensions of his day. An old song flashed through Sammy Wayne's brain, something about seeing clouds from both sides. Now he knew what the guy on the other side saw. Now he knew what the guy on his knees felt like as he looked at the cock.

The stranger on the other side had almost given up and had started to withdraw his offering, when Sammy touched it. The cock was surprisingly soft to the touch; Sammy had held his dick so many times that if you added all the minutes up it would be several months of his life. But his dick had never felt like this. There was a power in this cock and Sammy could feel it as it worked on him. He started to stroke it much as he would his own cock. He knew what felt good to him and that is what he did for the faceless man in the next stall.

The cock was much harder now and seemed to have grown a bit also. His thumb just touched his fingers when he wrapped his hand around the shaft. Sammy could tell that the guy was getting excited, as his dick seemed to jump in Sammy's hand as he pumped it at a steady pace. 

"Suck it." The voice had a hoarse sound to it as though the owner needed to clear his throat or something. "Go on suck it." 

Sammy Wayne heard the demand / request, but he just continued to stroke the cock in his hand. His face was very close to the cock he could see the slit winking at him as he stroked the cock. He was staring down the barrel of an overheated cock that could blow at any minute. Yet he made no effort to move out of the line of fire. He wanted to watch it as it spit it's cum at him. 

"Fuck you" came the gruff voice from the other side, as the cock was withdrawn from the hole. "I want a fucking blowjob, I don't need help to beat my meat."

Sammy heard the door on the adjoining booth slam shut and knew that the man was gone. He sat on the bench in the booth and mechanically started to put his rescued tokens in the slot. The screen came to life with a redheaded woman getting it from behind from a skinny white kid. He hardly noticed as he was considering the strange mixture of rejection and relief that he was feeling. More then anything else he felt like he had failed somehow, like he should have finished what he had started and he was a little ashamed that he couldn't keep the man interested.

Sammy Wayne might have made a great leap forward in self-understanding that night but he was saved at the last moment by the friendly finger of fate. It moved around the glory hole rubbing the opening like a lover caressing a thigh, wanting to move higher. 

The invitation came at just the right time to jerk Sammy's mind back to his crotch, saving it from the deeper thoughts that had just been troubling him. He rewarded the finger of fate by giving it his hard dick and sighed when he felt the mouth began to work it's magic. For the first time since he had started to come here for sex he considered the guy on the other side. Why was he there? Did he enjoy sucking as much as Sammy enjoyed getting sucked? Thoughts of why he had started to stroke a stranger's dick haunted his mind.

He pressed his body against the wall pushing his pelvis at the hole, feeding the hungry mouth that was giving him such a great blowjob. Sammy Wayne eyes were squeezed shut with the intense pleasure the mouth was giving him, his hands and body pressed flat against the wall. The sounds of the lady with the skinny kid filled his ears, but it was the feel of that other cock in his hand filling his mind as he shot his load into the hard working mouth. 

The mouth seemed to shift into a lower gear as it slowed to suck lovingly on his cock head as his cum was vacuumed from his body. Sammy's toes were curled so far under his feet that he experienced painful cramps but he continued to push his cock at that mouth, his cum as well as most of the moisture in his body seemingly sucked away by that wonderful mouth. 

His mouth so dry that his lips were sticking to his teeth, Sammy found himself muttering heartfelt 'thank you' s almost like a mantra, more of a whisper to himself. He gave himself to the mouth as it kept licking and sucking his cock. It was so increbabley sensitive to Sammy that he could hardly stand it but he stayed on his feet, kept his cock in the hole and inside that mouth until he finally felt himself starting to soften. 

The mouth slowly worked its way down his shaft until it reached the head where it gave Sammy a kiss and told him. "Honey you needed that, you must of cum a cup full. Damn you got a nice cock too." The voice of the mouth was young and perky, well aware of the quality of work it had delivered.

"Thank you," Sammy Wayne was still a little dazed. "That was the best thing to happen to me in a long time. Thanks." The words were hardly out of his mouth before Sammy heard the door next door shut. The mouth was gone, Sammy wasn't sure if the man had heard his thank you. It was damn sure a great blowjob though.

The redheaded woman had finished with the skinny kid and was now kneeling in front of a huge black man sucking his cock. Sammy leaned back against the wall and let the movie entertain him while he got his wits about him again. 

A strange thought was crossing Sammy Wayne's mind. He was wondering if his reluctance to suck that cock tonight was the same sort of reluctance that stopped his wife from wanting to fuck. He had always blamed the church and her parents for the way that she looked at everything. Even back when they were still fucking, she was always against sex until he sometimes could get past her defenses and give her enough foreplay to get her going. When that happened, when she turned loose and let her body take over. My God, she was the sexiest woman Sammy had ever seen. But afterward she would mope around feeling so guilty that Sammy sometimes felt guilty as well for pushing her into it.

She was afraid to let go of the teachings of her parents. She was trapped in the maze of their rights and wrongs, even though what was right for her was different. She should turn loose of all her concepts of right and wrong and go with what feels good and what doesn't. 

Sammy had barely finished working out all the things that his wife needed to do to become free from her entrapment to out dated morals, when a challenge to his poked its head through the hole in the wall.

As Sammy Wayne sat there staring at the cock he wondered what it would feel like in his mouth. As sudden as a lighting strike the thought struck him. Did Sloan feel as reluctant to take his cock into her mouth as he felt toward this stranger's cock hanging through the wall? Was it different for a woman to suck a man's cock then it was for a man? If he wouldn't suck a cock how could he blame her if she didn't want to either? 

The combined weight of all these questions seemed to push him to his knees. He found himself kneeling before the dick even as he was asking himself if he could go through with this. He wasn't sure that he wanted to but somehow he felt that he needed to know what it felt like to give a blowjob. He was still unsure if he could do this even as he took the head of the cock inside his mouth.

It was a smallish cock and Sammy had no trouble getting it all inside his mouth.

"That's a good boy, take it all deep inside that hot little mouth." 

It was a woman's voice and it seemed to be inside the stall with Sammy. He raised his head from his work and looked around the stall. 

"Don't stop, poor little Willy is just dying for you to finish sucking his little pee pee. "

The voice was coming from the hole in the other wall. Sammy turned his head and met two of the most dramatic eyes he had ever seen. Both of them were focused on him as he squatted before another man's cock.

"Go on and get to sucking that cock, you know you want to. SUCK IT NOW. "

There was a note of command in her voice and before Sammy even thought about it he was face deep onto that cock again. The voice seemed to be part of the act now and it encouraged him as he set about giving a good blowjob to his first man. 

The cock was responding to his efforts and had started to push into his mouth a little more then Sammy would have liked but he was able to manage to avoid gagging.

The woman at the other glory hole kept talking to him the whole time telling him how sexy he looked sucking on that big cock. Urging him on, telling him to go for it, telling him how sexy he looked with that cock in his mouth. Strangely enough the thought of having a woman involved in his sex life was a turn on in itself. With the sexy voice giving them both commands the cock and the mouth rushed toward completion.

Sammy Wayne felt the cock as it began so swell in his mouth, felt it twitch and jump as it began to shoot its hot juices deep into Sammy's throat. 

The voice was filling Sammy's ears as the cock was filling his mouth.

"Swallow it, swallow it all, you get every drop. Goddamn that is sexy." There was a pause almost as if she were as excited as Sammy was. Willy just kept pushing his cock through the hole and into Sammy's mouth.

"When you get your shit together meet us out front. Me and little Willy will be waiting, so don't take too long." Sammy heard the voice of the woman and then the door closing on the booth she had been in. Willy pulled his dick from Sammy's lips and left his booth also. Sammy sat there alone with his thoughts.

The taste of cum lingered in his mouth long after the cock was gone. He was still running his tongue around his teeth finding the aftertaste everywhere, when he walked out the front door and onto the sidewalk he saw the woman and her boyfriend. It was going to be very strange for Sammy to stand there and talk to this stranger, knowing that he had just sucked his dick. Awkward just didn't seem to cover the situation. He decided that if they didn't see him that he would just go to his car and go home

The Woman though, the woman was something, she was like the women in his fantasies. Straight out of one of his dreams. She was tall, at one time he was sure she was tall and slim but as the years had passed she had gained a bit around the middle and on the hips. She was still good looking and had her share of curves; she was just not a lightweight. Not at all like Sloan who avoided good food as much as good sex. Sammy would have guessed that she was around a hundred and fifty pounds or so and stood about five foot six or so above the ground. Her ample breast matched her body type and looked very inviting to him. 

She had seen him and was approaching with little Willy in tow behind her like a small dog who can't keep up. Her hand was out-stretched toward him; he had no choice other then to take it. As they shook hands she introduced herself.

"Hi, I'm Wendy, Wendy Wright and you have already met Willy." She turned toward Willy, who just stood there looking at the sidewalk. "Come here boy! Tell the nice man thank you."

Willy approached with the small steps of an old man, yet he appeared no older then forty. He slight of build, blond with a dark tanned complexion, he looked like an aged beach boy. His eyes, looking too big for his face, found Sammy's as he spoke.

"Thank you, sir." 

He would have left it at that but Wendy would have none of that. She grabbed his arm and pushed him back toward Sammy. "Boy you better shape up." Her hand slapped the back of Willy's head as she turned to an amazed Sammy Wayne. "What is your name?"

"Sammy Wayne" he heard himself reply as he watched this woman treat this grown man like a misbehaving child. The power that she wielded was so real in Willy's eyes that it convinced Sammy as well. He did not want this woman mad at him.

Willy's eyes seemed to wander about on Sammy's face as he started to speak again. Wendy's eyes were glaring promises of what was in store if he failed to do as he had been told.

"Thank you sir for sucking my little pee pee." His overly large eyes were flooding with tears as he looked into mine. He had such a baby face, his skin looked soft, his eyes looked as if he was wearing make up but he wasn't. " I will always be glad to repay the service at your command" 

"Mr. Wayne, I would like to have a few minutes to talk with you, could you come with us for a cup of coffee at Denny's?" Wendy stood there like picture of a demanding fem-Dom from a magazine he had once read. Willy seemed to have a talent for fading into the background and was lurking in his mistress's shadow.

"The name is Sammy Wayne Richards, my friends call me Sammy Wayne, and I could use a cup of coffee. You want to take both cars?" Sammy was surprised how excited he was to be playing the game again. And with a woman, who would have thought it possible?

"Why don't you ride with us and we will bring you back to your car." Her hand wrapped itself around Sammy's arm and he felt himself being lead toward an extended cab pick-up truck, one of the expensive four wheel drive trucks that stand so tall off the ground. Wendy directed her voice at Willy "Boy, you get in the front with us and get to work"

"Yes mistress, " Willy replied as he ran ahead to get into the front floorboard and hunker himself down under the dashboard.

Wendy turned to me and asked. "I hope that you don't mind but I want to make Willy suck a cock tonight and I want to watch." Her hand slid down to cup Sammy's cock that was hard as a rock. " If you will just set in the passenger seat Willy will take care of everything else and we will have a chance to talk." 

At this point Sammy wanted to get to know this amazing woman more then he wanted the blowjob but he felt that he could handle them both. He climbed into the truck and stretched his legs out on either side of the kneeling Willy. The boy/man wasted no time in getting Sammy's dick out and into his mouth; he was sucking before Wendy had managed to get the truck into the traffic flow on the street. He had a very talented mouth and Sammy Wayne was enjoying his efforts, it was obvious that Willy had done this before.

They never made it to Denny's instead they rode and talked of their lives and how they had become the people that they were. She asked probing questions and Sammy gave her truthful answers all the while little Willy was sucking and loving on Sammy's cock. 




Glory Hole Blues



Wendy's eyes would linger on the drama being played out on her passenger seat that night but her mind was solidly focused on the conversation with Sammy. It seemed to Sammy that there was a chemistry happening between them but it could have been the situation. Without a doubt it was one of the sexiest things that he had ever taken part in. 

Willy had proven himself to be somewhat of an artist at what he was doing and he soon brought Sammy to a gushing orgasm, swallowing every drop. Wendy pulled to the curb and Sammy was surprised to see that they were back at his car. Wendy reached into her pocket and produced a card, which she handed to Sammy.

"I had a nice time tonight, I am very glad that we met. The number on this card belongs to Willy, call it if you ever want a blowjob and he will bring you one to where ever you want it delivered." She turned her eyes onto Willy. "Won't you always be happy to run over and suck on Sammy Wayne's sweet dick Willy?"

The little man looked up from the floorboard and nodded his head as he answered his mistress. "Yes, Mistress"

"What if I want to see you again?" Sammy Wayne asked the new woman of his dreams. "How do I arrange that?"

She smiled and winked at Sammy. "Whenever you are on your knees sucking a cock at a hole think of me watching." 

That was the last words of the evening and they drove away. Sammy stood and watched until their taillights were blended into the other traffic. As he drove home she was on his mind and he realized that she would now always be there. He pulled the card from his pocket and read the number again. It was a local number; he could hardly wait to call it tomorrow.



Glory Hole Ch. 1



My first experience with a glory hole occurred in Kansas City when I was 23. My wife was pregnant and just about due with our first child. Needless to say I wasn't getting any at home but was not comfortable finding a playmate for a few weeks. I didn't feel right about asking her to jack me off or give me head. I think she probably hated the idea of sex at that time. My wife would, under duress watch a porno flick with me but she said they didn't turn her on. I have liked porno all my life. Since it was not very realistic to setup the VCR at home, put on a porno flick and beat the bishop, I started dropping into adult arcades that were scattered around the city.

I would find an arcade, get a roll of quarters, look at the Now Playing board, remember some numbers and go into one of the small private booths. I would settle back, get my quarters ready, get my Kleenex near by and start the show. Before long I would have my cock out and be slowly jacking it as I watch some great flicks! My favorites were those that had a guy fucking some babe and then pull out and shoot his cum over her belly and tits. I also really liked where the girl sucked the guy off and he jacked off on her face. Depending on how much time I had, I might watch several short films before timing my climax so I shot off into my Kleenex when the guy on screen blew his nuts over some hot bitch!

One day I went in a booth, locked the door behind me, set down and as I started to watch a flick noticed there was a hole cut in the partition between me and the next booth. I suspect they had been there before but I just hadn't noticed. I could see flickering going on and from where I was sitting I could see a guys knees through the hole. I leaned down and sure enough.....There was a guy with a big, hard cock slowly jacking it. I found it strangely exciting but had come in to get off so I didn't pay much attention to the hole for about 10 minutes.

I got my cock out, picked a flick and settled back to enjoy a simultaneous cum shoot with the lucky guy on screen that was actually getting what I was missing. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw movement in the glory hole. But when I looked there was nothing there. Then I saw it again and saw a finger stuck about halfway through the hole revolving around the sides of the hole in a slow, sensuous way. It would continue for about 15 seconds and then the finger would disappear only to return again.

It sounds naive now but I wasn't sure what this was all about. Then suddenly the finger was replaced with a hard cock sticking through the hole. It was pulled back in a few seconds and I understood...I was being invited to stick my cock through to the guy in the next booth. I had never had a sexual experience with a guy and never thought about one, but it was strangely exciting. I said to myself, "this guy wants to suck me!" Then I said, "but I'm not gay, so why would I let him?" I then had a thought that I bet millions of guys have also had..." I can't see who it is and I don't have to do anything in return, and a hot mouth would sure feel good! I will simply put my cock through the hole, get sucked while I watch the porno on the screen. I will still shoot when the stud in the film does but this might feel better."

I stood up and turned toward the glory hole slowly stroking my hard cock. The finger came back through the hole as a final invite. I am quite tall so I had to bend to get my cock through the hole. I was tentative because I told myself this might be a little dangerous... sticking my precious cock through a hole in the wall for someone I did not know. However, as the saying goes..."A stiff prick has no sense".

As soon as only a couple of inches were through, I felt a hot, soft, warm mouth enclose itself over my cock. A tongue rolled around my cock as I shoved the rest into this hot hole of pleasure. I remember thinking..." this feels better than any blowjob I can remember!" There was a lot of enthusiasm behind that hot mouth. Most women act like they are doing you a favor to suck your cock and most don't even pretend to like it. This was different! The tongue was hot and active around my throbbing rod as a steady suction was maintained. I found myself straining to get all of my cock through the hole to that hot eager mouth.

I realized this was for MY pleasure. Whatever pleasure the guy on the other side of the glory hole was or wasn't getting was his problem. I started to simply let myself go as I picked up the speed of plunging my cock into this hot unknown mouth. I couldn't stop...I had to shoot and there was no reason not to. I was not obligated to give any warning or give a shit about what they did when I came. As my knees shook and a deep moan came from my chest I had the largest, most intense, powerful orgasm of my life! And the mouth simply sucked harder taking every drop of my hot cum with unabashed enthusiasm.

After draining my balls of their pent up cum, I collapsed back onto the bench. A few seconds later I heard someone say "thank you!" through the glory hole from the other booth. THANK YOU! Can you imagine? Some guy just gave me the best blowjob of my life and HE says thank you! Unfuckingbelievable!

In a couple of minutes I heard the door open to the booth next door. I cleaned myself up and in a few minutes left my booth. As I entered the main part of the store, the area where they sell films, adult toys and books a guy in his 40's looked up and smiled at me. I don't know if he was the guy or not and I sure wasn't going to ask, but if he was...He was one GREAT COCKSUCKER! From him I learned, and it has remained true, guys give better blowjobs than women. I believe it when women say that another woman eats pussy better than a man. I sure know the opposite is true!

There's more if ya liked it!



Glory Hole Ch. 2



After that first experience getting my cock sucked through a glory hole I returned to that arcade and had many experiences just as hot. Many women had sucked my cock but none with the enthusiasm of my glory hole lovers. These hot mouths remained unknown. I would see guys standing around in the arcades waiting for someone. I would see a guy smile and shortly after I entered a booth I would hear someone enter the booth next door. I would have the movie running and be jacking my hard expectant cock waiting for that finger of invitation to appear through the glory hole.

This was wonderful! I was getting off but did not feel I was committing adultery. And it was cheap…. A roll of quarters for a fantastic, nut blowing orgasm! And most of all…..No bullshit expectations of love or commitment. Just hot intense pleasure. One time I was sitting jacking my cock waiting for an invitation when two fingers appeared through the glory hole holding a condom. I was surprised and when I checked it was the lubricated type. I thought, this is strange. Maybe the guy doesn’t like to swallow, but why a lubricated rubber?

I slipped the rubber on, rose from my seat and slowly pushed my straining cock through the hole. I didn’t feel a mouth but two fingers that felt like they were guiding me. Then my cock met some resistance and I understood. The guy in the booth next to me wanted my cock up his ass! The resistance rapidly gave way and hot, tight heat encased my cock! I was fucking a hot ass and it was because they WANTED my cock there. Again, only one woman I had fucked truly liked it up the ass. A couple would condescend to do it while most simply thought it perverted or said it hurt too much.

I braced myself as tight against the wall as possible getting as much of my steaming cock through the glory hole and up that hot ass as possible. My glory hole lover did all the work moving back and forth on my cock at his speed while I let the waves of pleasure run up my cock while trying to keep from exploding for as long as possible. Although I don’t know for sure, I have always suspected that while I had my cock deep in my lover’s ass he was bent over sucking a hard cock through the glory hole in the other wall of his cubicle.

Suddenly, the movements got faster! I felt that tight ass take my cock deep. Before, he would vary the depth as my cock plunged into his ass. But not now. He was taking me all the way with increasing speed. Only the thickness of the partition between our booths kept him from having me balls deep up his ass. I could feel it cumming. My balls tightened and then those wonderful contractions began. I think he was cumming at the same time. He stopped moving on my cock. With it buried as deep as it would go, I felt his ass contracting on my cock, urging every drop of cum from my balls. I have had a vibrator in my ass when I have cum and I know how a man’s ass contracts while shooting his hot load. My knees were shaking so bad I couldn’t move. I felt him pull forward and my cock slid out of his tight hole. He gently removed the rubber and I felt his hot mouth gently suck me clean, taking whatever drops of cum might still be there to enjoy.

I collapsed on the bench, to weak to even zip up. I was drained. My cock was shriveled and limp but I had just been given a sexual thrill I will always remember. There have been countless times when traveling that I have lain in bed jacking my cock and remembering my first glory hole ass fuck.



Glory Hole Chaperone



(Author's Note: Although this is a sequel to my story 'Gangbang Chaperone', I've tried to write it so it can be enjoyed without having read the previous tale. Of course, I'm fully in favor of you reading Patty and Jane's first smutty adventure. The decision, however, is entirely your own. Enjoy!

Update: November 30, 2013: This version corrects some embarrassing continuity errors in the originally posted story. Thanks to everyone who alerted me to the issue.)

***

I was at my "other" job. It was slow, as it usually was on a Wednesday afternoon, but my tip jar was looking pretty encouraging. Surveying it with a practiced eye I reckoned there was probably just a little less than three hundred dollars in that oversized brandy snifter; three hundred dollars I had accumulated for doing nothing more than pouring shots, serving beers and barely wearing my teeny-tiny bustier that showed quite a bit of areola pink over its crest of black lacy cleavage. Actually, that's exactly why I liked working afternoons. Most of the dancers who worked the early shift weren't much to look at, so a lot of the customers were content to hang on the bar and nurse beers while watching me scoot around in my ridiculously short and tight skirt while my D cup boobs threatened to pop out of my C cup lingerie. Consequently, even on slow days, I made pretty good money bartending at Tiggle Jitz.

And that was pretty much all there was to what I considered my "other" job.

My main job was teaching classes at the spa most mornings and a couple of nights a week - step aerobics, jazzercise, hip-hop aerobics, and a couple of spin classes - but that didn't pay much. Most of my income came straight from my tip jar at TJs. Usually that didn't bother me but recent events between me and my daughter, Janie, had me worried. The reminder that I was earning most of my income by bouncing around barely clothed behind a bar at a strip club was not helping my moral freak-out.

Anyway, I was so lost in my uneasy thoughts I didn't even see my boss, Caesar, come lumbering up behind me. "Christ, Patty, how long are you going to clean that one fucking glass?" he boomed over the thump of 'My Humps' on the club's sound system.

When you are privately worrying you may have turned your daughter into an unrepentant whore, it doesn't take much to startle you. The shot glass popped from between my fingers and clattered across the bar.

"Go... sh darn it, Caesar! You scared me!"

Caesar laughed. "Careful Pat. Now I'll have to take that glass outta your pay."

"YOU made me drop it," I growled at him as I picked it up. "Besides it isn't even broken, you cheap jerk." I turned it this way and that in front of him, displaying its lack of flaws. He wasn't even looking at me. His eyes were sliding up and down along the contours of my ass and boobs, as usual.

"If you're bored back here I can schedule you some time on the stage."

"We've been over this, Caesar. I don't peel any more."

"That's a goddamned fuckin' pity, Patty. You still got a smokin' bod, especially for a thirty five year old bitch."

"Thirty-four," I corrected him. "And the answer is still no. And also, don't call me a bitch."

He started to open his mouth to press his argument but I was saved by the approach of a customer, a balding cop named Evans who dropped by a couple of times a week or so. Caesar retreated to allow me to the chance to milk the guy for more tips.

"Howdy Officer," I said, flashing my hazel eyes and a cute smile. I gave my curly, dirty blonde locks a sassy toss.

"Hello darlin'," he said to my boobs. "After the shift I've just had, you're a sight for sore eyes."

I arched my back slightly and gave my chest a subtle bounce as I waited for him to get to the point, "Hard day, huh? Did you have to shoot lots of bad guys?"

"Naw, nothing like that... just a lot of administrative bullshit. I woulda rather have been wasting scumbags instead of dealing with a fuckin' fagot cop."

I laughed, thinking he was just badmouthing one of his patrol mates, but he didn't join in. He just shook his head as I placed an open Coors Lite longneck in front of him.

"Seriously, beautiful, we got fagot cops now. Can you fucking believe it?" He took a long, sad pull on his beer.

"What? You mean like a meter maid?"

"No, real cops. We wanted to get rid of 'em but the lawyers told us we'd have every fucking fagot-liberal-hippy lawyer in the state up our asses if we did. So we decided to make them take an AIDS test; you know, so at least we know we ain't gonna catch nothing off the water fountain or whatever. But the lawyers didn't like that either... they say we can't single them out just 'cause they're gay. So we ALL had to get AIDS tests: every single person in the department, even the janitors. Cost you tax payers quite a bit of money too. Goddamn fagots"

"I bet it did," I said. I'd got tested pretty frequently myself - just in case - so I was well aware of how much those blood tests ran.

"The good news, however, is that I'm clean," he indicated his ample body with a flourish. "We all are; the whole department is disease free. Even the fag."

"Good for you Officer Evans," I raised my glass of water and he clinked against it with the base of his beer bottle. I took a sip and he chugged his bottle dry. "Another?" I asked.

Evans leaned in conspiratorially, spoke in a low tone, "Say... how about you and I celebrate, seeing as how I'm as clean as a virgin. Maybe a little bare-back, huh?"

I pretended to think it over but I knew I was going to turn him down. Ordinarily bare-back sex was a special treat - the feel of skin penetrating skin, the gush of semen filling me, the deliciously sick feeling on the way home as it slowly oozed from between my lips and down my thigh - but that evening I had too much on my mind. Besides only a week previously I'd had plenty of bare-back; over a dozen guys at once, actually; me AND Janie, my daughter. And now the man who'd tempted us both into that fevered orgy - Janie's "friend" Tom - was gone, leaving my little girl feeling devastated and abandoned. And she was at home now, all alone. Well, all alone except for the big double headed toy we'd "borrowed" from Tom's penthouse, now sitting in the bottom drawer of our china hutch, calling to us both, tempting us into yet another lapse of judgment and morals.

"I'm sorry, I have plans tonight," I said.

"Break them. I can get you off any tickets..." he pleaded pathetically before lapsing into a crooked smile. "And I bet I can get you off... period."

I smiled. "Sorry, I've plans with my daughter. Maybe some other time?"

Evans slouched into his stool and turned towards the stage. Bonnie - Lady Nympho, as she called herself - was dancing, her blurry lower abdomen tattoo calling attention to her caesarian scar rather than hiding it. Evans turned back to the bar and guzzled the rest of his beer.

"Oh well," he said. "Maybe I should go on home and see if the wife is interested."

"Yeah," I said. "It's family night tonight."

***

As I drove home I told myself I'd be strong. I'd comfort Janie, commiserate with her about the undependable nature of men, maybe take her out for some Chinese food and a movie. And that'd be it. I'd keep it strictly mother-daughter. Maybe I'd hold her if she wanted to cry, but I wouldn't let my hands explore her firm young flesh, I wouldn't let the smell of her silky, sable hair tempt me into kissing down her neck, I wouldn't let the gentle pressure of her breasts against mine provoke me into freeing them from the confines of our blouses and bras so our nipples may more easily slide and prod against each other. And, most of all, we would not use Tom's double headed dildo tonight. Sure, we had lapsed almost every night since our double gangbang with Tom and all his friends... but tonight would be different.

I couldn't believe that when all this started I had thought I was being so darned clever. After generations of women in my family - all of us with big boobs and even bigger libidos - falling victim to early, unwed motherhood I thought I'd found the key to breaking that sad cycle by letting my Janie be as sexually active as she chose as long as she remained safe and protected. And it had worked! She reached her eighteenth birthday without an unwanted pregnancy, the first in I don't know how many generations of Graham girls. However, without an infant to hold her back, and with the full support of her stupid, stupid mother (i.e. me), her unrestrained sexual appetite had flowered into something close to nymphomania. And then, when she told me about Tom's proposed "party" with her and several of his male friends I let her convince me to go along! Why didn't I put my foot down? How could I have been so dumb?

Once again, I was wishing it had never happened: that I'd never agreed to escort her to Tom's to "keep her safe"; that I hadn't let myself get willingly drawn into the action; that I hadn't let my lips find Janie's semen drenched pussy; that I never discovered the feeling of my daughter's body climaxing to my touch.

But even as I wished my memories were fictional, they tempted me as they drifted through my brain: the sight of my own child with nameless, horny men jockeying for position to thrust into her pussy, butt and mouth; her skin awash with sweat and sperm; her vulva inches from my face, a huge cock slowly being fed into her trembling body as I worked her clit with my tongue.

Stopped at a light, I shifted in the seat of my Toyota. I could feel the growing dampness of my own sex just as I could feel the shame swirling though my mind. I only wanted to be a good mother. I had become a monster.

It was dark when I got home. From the parking lot of our apartment I could see from the waxing and waning blue glow in the front window of our apartment that Janie was home and watching television. I sat in the car for ten minutes before going in.

I opened the front door slowly and quietly. Janie was sprawled on the couch in a pink tank top and a black pair of my short, stretchy, work-out shorts. She was watching one of those reality shows I hated as she absently twisted small braids into her long, lustrous, dark brown hair.

"Hey," she greeted me, not taking her eyes off the TV.

"Hi honey," I said, feeling awkward. I wanted to ask her how she was, if she was feeling blue, heartbroken, abandoned, used. But she seemed untroubled other than being a little bored by the horrible people on television complaining about each other.

"Oh..." she said. "Tom wanted me to tell you he said 'hi'."

"What!? You saw Tom?"

"Yeah, he dropped by on his way to the airport."

I'd thought he'd already left the country. I felt suddenly annoyed he didn't wait until later so he could have seen me too. Maybe the three of us... No. I had to stop thinking like that.

"Just Tom?" I asked, unable to help myself.

Janie threw me an exasperated look and rolled her dark eyes. "It's not all gangbangs with him, Mother. Sometimes he likes me for himself."

I felt suddenly irritable. I turned down a chance at no-strings-attached bare-back sex so I could comfort my daughter; meanwhile she had been screwing Tom back at our apartment. I pushed my mass of curly, dirty blonde hair out of my face to glower at her more expressively but she was totally wrapped up in her TV show again. Feeling pent up and over-horny, I turned and marched towards the dining room. Apparently I'd have to attend to my own needs.

I had my hand on the bottom drawer of the china hutch when Janie's voice called out from the other room: "Oh, Tom took his dildo back."

"What?" I asked, more disappointment in my voice that was seemly. I pulled the drawer open. The now familiar double-headed, yellowed plastic phallus was gone.

"He apologized for 'denying us our fun'," she said, mimicking Tom's Italian accent. "But he said it's a priceless artifact. He said Vikings carved that thing out of a big chunk of amber. Can you believe it? We've been using a thousand year old dildo to fuck each other..."

"Please Janie, watch your language."

"Oh... Sorry mom."

"Honestly, how many times must I remind you?"

I sat at the table and fumed. Sure, I had my own toy back in my nightstand but it was so much smaller. And using it was so... lonely. Darn it.

Janie's television show ended and she walked over to sit across from me. Her dark eyes were full of sympathy. "Sorry mom. But he knew we'd taken it. He said didn't want to get the police involved. The thing is, like, totally priceless."

"No. It's for the best. We shouldn't have been using it... not with each other, anyway," I said without enthusiasm. Fresh images of Janie and I, pussy to pussy on the couch as we rode that ancient dildo to orgasm after orgasm flooded through my mind's eye. I felt oddly depressed that those deliriously depraved evenings with my daughter were gone forever.

Well... it's not like that was the only double headed dildo in the world, you know," she said.

I looked at her. "Oh... Janie... No."

"Oh come on... Let's go shopping! Tom even gave me some money so we could buy ourselves a replacement. He wants us to 'stay in practice' until he gets back to The States."

I knew what to do. I knew I should tell her no, unequivocally NO. I knew I should forbid my eighteen year old daughter from seeing a rich, middle aged, Italian man who was obviously using her... correction, using us, as his personal sex toys. I knew I should demand she hand over the money so I could return it when Tom got back; return the money and then tell him to stay the heck away from my daughter. I knew I should tell her there was to be no more hanky-panky between us... that our sick little experiment was over. I knew all of that. I really did.

But the horniness - that bone deep, Graham-matriarch horniness - had its claws in me. I opened my mouth to say the right things, but my cursed instinctual sexual hunger spoke instead.

"OK," I said.

***

Janie said she knew where we could buy what we needed. I drove while she gave directions. It was a place just outside the city limits, next to the exit ramp from the interstate. It was an old cinder block building that used to be a Taco Bell but now was a poorly painted red with a small sign out front that read: "Videos, DVDs, Toys, Mags, Books: Adults Only." I saw several cars in the parking lot as I drove past.

"Hey, Mom, that was the place. Right there."

"I know. I'm just doing some reconnaissance, honey. Seems like there're an awful lot of people there for a Wednesday night."

"Well, some guys jerk off every night," she said with too much sarcasm for my taste.

"Hmm," I said, considering the plan as I slowed down to turn around. I pulled into a small park diagonally across the street that consisted of nothing more than two picnic tables and a public restroom. For some reason it was even more crowded than the porno shop. Cars were in nearly every parking space, several men milled about around one of the picnic tables, smoking cigarettes. A few of them were surprisingly good looking.

"I wonder what's going on here," I said.

"Really? Come on, Mom. A bunch of guys hanging out after dark at a public restroom? Put it together. Jeez."

"Janie, watch your attitude!" I rebuked her. But taking another look at the small crowd I finally caught her hint. "Oh... they're gays?"

"Gay men, yeah. They meet here and go fu... er, make love in the bathroom. I feel bad for the dude who has to come out here and clean all that up in the morning!" she said, laughing.

"Well, that's not right!" I said.

"What? Why?"

"My tax money is being spent to clean up after all those queers... when it isn't being spent on AIDS tests for queer cops! It isn't right."

"What the hell are you talking about, Mom?"

"Language, Jane, Please," I said before continuing. "I just resent it. It's a public area. Seems like the queers shouldn't be making me pay to clean up after them."

"Oh come on, mom. You just don't like gays. Don't try to wrap that up in some kind of tax crusade."

I guess she had a point, I don't like gays. But I had a point too. My tax dollars shouldn't be used to pick up crusty old condoms and re-disinfect the rest stop every morning, especially not after a bunch of fag sex. I took out my phone and started dialing nine-one-one.

"What are you doing?" asked Janie.

"Shhh!" I said to her. Then to the dispatch officer who answered I said, "I'm a concerned citizen. There are a bunch of gay men using the park bathroom at the interstate ramp for an orgy and I don't approve!" Then I hung up.

"Jesus Christ, Mom!"

"Janie! I won't have you blaspheme in my car!"

I pulled out of the park and drove back across the street to the porno store parking lot as Janie pouted in the seat next to me. She got out and slammed the door as soon as the car came to a stop. I had to trot to keep up with her as she stormed into the store.

The store was dingy, disorganized and smelled weird. The fluorescent lights bathed the room in ugly bluish light from within the yellowed acoustical tiles that (mostly) covered the ceiling. Several men perusing magazines and videos turned to look on us with surprise as Janie burst past the checkout with me following closely behind. Some ogled us shamelessly, others tried to bury themselves in the products they were inspecting, unwilling to let a couple of real women see them at their most pathetic. I spotted a couple of faces I recognized from the club but no one I knew well enough to get embarrassed about. But still, I checked the buttons on my corduroy blazer to be sure my skimpy bustier wasn't showing - no point in encouraging these perverts.

I had finally caught up with Janie as she stopped before a wall festooned with various sex toys. She turned to me with anger in her eyes. "Here we are, Mom. Let's pick out a dildo we can share... Mom."

"Janie... Please," I pleaded, not daring to look around to see if anyone heard her.

"Oh, we have nothing to be ashamed of, right? At least we aren't gay men, right... Mom?"

"This isn't the time for this!" I hissed.

"Well, I'm buying this," she announced as she reached out and grabbed a thick, pink, doubled-headed phallus. She stomped up to the checkout counter while pulling a wad of cash from the cleavage of her low cut tank top.

I risked a look at the crowd of guys scattered around the store. Every eye was on us. Blushing vividly, I abandoned the display of sex toys and joined Janie by the counter. I saw the dildo she was buying was nearly ninety bucks but I didn't say anything. She was spending Tom's money, after all. 

"You pretty girls wanna use a video booth? See a film?" asked the heavily tattooed man at the register. "I got a special one you can use."

Janie looked at me, arched an eyebrow and smiled impishly. I shook my head. I didn't like the way he'd said "special".

"Well, maybe some other time, huh?" he suggested with a leer. Janie smiled at him, I glowered.

As we left the store I asked, "How much money did Tom give you?"

"Enough," she said.

We got in the car. I started it up and pulled up to the road. I looked across at the park but it was empty. I was surprised the cops had been there and gone already. In my experience, our town didn't have a particularly motivated police department. Perhaps they jumped at the call because, like Officer Evans, they were still pissed off about the new homo cop. I'm sure they'd love a chance to lean on some queers.

"Look," I said. "The park's empty already."

"Hmf," grunted Janie.

I pulled out onto the road and across to the park. Janie didn't say anything but she looked at me quizzically as I parked the car. 




Glory Hole Chaperone



"I bet they left a real mess in there. Come on, I want you to see what I'm talking about. I want you to see what your tax money gets spent on."

"You're taking me to a jizz soaked public toilet to teach me lesson about taxes?" she asked sarcastically.

"It's well past the time to get prissy with me, Jane Vivian Graham. Now come on, follow me."

I got out and approached the rest rooms. I ignored the women's and headed straight to the men's. The building was a simple concrete and cinder block structure with a high, flat, shallow-sloped roof. Translucent panels were mounted in the transoms under the high end of the roof and yellowish light shone from within. I heard Janie reluctantly get out of the car behind me. I paused at the door to let her catch up.

"I don't know, Mom... Is this safe?"

I turned and saw that Janie had the big double headed dildo in her hands. She was brandishing it like a club. "Put that back in the car!" I said.

"No."

I decided not to fight about it. I signaled her to follow me and pushed through the door.

Inside was a grimy, graffiti-covered, cinderblock room. It had the vaguely swollen look of a place that had been layered in untold coats of cheap paint: in this case a pale, yellowish gray. There were four white porcelain urinals and a row of three stalls. I spotted a couple of used condoms on the floor.

"See? Look at this place. Disgusting."

The lights went off. I jumped into the air. I might have screamed, just a little.

"There you go. Looks better now," said Janie with an invisible smirk evident in her voice.

"Janie! Stop behaving like a..." I stopped midsentence as I saw the rolling red and blue lights of a police car lighting up the clear transoms overhead. The flashing lights grew brighter as it quietly pulled into the parking lot outside. Its siren wasn't turned on.

"Holy fuck!" said Janie.

"JANE!"

"Not now mother! What the fuck are we gonna do!"

"I will NOT have you swearing like a cheap hooker at every minor setback!"

"This isn't a minor setback! We're in a men's toilet and there are cops right outside, right now, Mom! What the f... What the HECK are we gonna do!" 

I looked around the dim room. There weren't many options. "In there," I said, pointing to the middle stall.

We jumped in, closing and latching the door behind us. I told her to get up on the toilet seat so the cops couldn't see our feet. Janie, dressed in shorts and tennis shoes, balanced easily on the rim of the bowl with her back to the side of the stall. I was still wearing heels and a tight and tiny skirt. I had to pull off my shoes and hike my skirt up around my hips before I could join her. Finally we were facing each other, knee to knee, perched on the balls of our feet on the same filthy public toilet with our backs against the walls. We exchanged worried looks in the dark.

And we waited.

"What's taking so long?" whispered Janie.

"They're probably checking our license plate," I told her. I was so glad I'd registered it under my uncle Hal's name. You see, Hal lives in Kansas where they don't have a personal property tax. So at least we wouldn't be identified because of my car. My penny pinching was paying off in unexpected ways.

Finally, the front door opened slowly with a long low creak. The light flicked on.

"OK, Dorothy!" shouted the cop. "This ain't Kansas and it sure as hell ain't Oz, why don't you come on out before we get impatient." 

"The call said there was a whole shitload of gay-boys here," said a different cop. "Where'd all your friends go, Dorothy?"

The first cop laughed. "I bet our butt-fucker rookie heard the call and tipped his friends off. Then our friend Dorothy got here after everyone else ran off and settled down to wait in the glory hole. Now he's stuck and he's gonna to have to take the heat for all the homos that got away. That sound about right to you Dorothy?"

Janie and I looked at each other and we simultaneously mouthed "glory hole?" We looked around the stall and saw the holes: one on each side, another in the stall door; all about three feet off the ground, three inches in diameter, rimmed in electrical tape. Above the one near Janie's right hand someone had scrawled "suck it fag" in black marker. We looked back at each other in surprise.

"He ain't answerin'," said one cop.

"Seems that we got ourselves a siege," said the other

"I guess I'll call in some support."

Janie and I traded another panicked look.

"This is car one-eight. We got unknown male resisting arrest out here at the exit ninety-three rest area. Requesting assistance."

Janie seemed to be annoyed by something. I didn't like the look in her eyes. I tried to stare a warning at her: don't do anything stupid. But, in her deepest voice, she called out, "But I haven't even done anything wrong!"

There was a long pause.

"Why do you sound like a girl trying to sound like a dude, Dorothy?" asked one of the cops.

I clamped one hand across Janie's mouth. I made a 'ssh' jesture with the other. "I am a girl," I answered.

I stepped off the toilet onto the tiled floor, taking time to put my heels down and step into them. When I heard the cops step closer I blocked the two side openings with my hands, the one in the door with by backside.

"Don't look!" I said.

"She must be fugly," suggested one of the cops.

"Or maybe she's a bored, slutty housewife, listening to the scanner... she hears the call and figures she'll come down here after we clear out the homos and set herself up to suck off the next wave. But her timing is all wrong. Now she's trapped... Is that about right sweetheart?"

"Bingo!" I said. I appreciated the excuse. I sure didn't have anything better.

"I'm not sure that I agree with you 100% on your police work there, Jeff," said the other cop, doing a passable Marge Gunderson impression. "What worries me is that Dorothy here is really just a tranny who'll say whatever it takes for a chance to suck some cop dick."

"I'm not a tranny," I said.

I still had my hand over Janie's mouth. Her eyes had gone from panic to "what the heck are you doing?" Although I doubt my Janie would have said "heck".

"Well how 'bout you prove it?"

"How can I do that?"

I felt something hard and blunt jab me in the ass cheek I was using to block the front glory hole. I jumped and a black police truncheon poked into our stall.

"Get some lady stink on that and we'll believe you."

I looked at Janie and shrugged. "OK," I said. I released Janie's mouth and pushed my panties down my legs. Her jaw dropped open in disbelief.

"Holy shit," said one of the cops. "She's gonna do it."

I kicked my panties aside and straddled the night stick. I took the tip in my hand and began rubbing my pussy up and down its length. It felt good, but then, I'd been so horny all day. I leaned forward and positioned the shaft with my fingertips. I sank back and let it enter me.

"Jesus fucking Christ! She's fucking the stick!"

Janie was looking at me with her eyes wide. She was licking her lips as she watched.

The truncheon was pulled out of my sex. But I didn't move from my position with my pussy lined up to the glory hole. I was hoping for more.

I heard a sniff. "Yup, she's the real deal. Ain't no dick chopping doctor who can reproduce that smell."

Fingers reached in and fumbled with my lips. I groaned in appreciation as they teased my vulva and tested my wetness. I moaned lividly. Janie no longer seemed frightened.

"Oh, you like that, don't you, you slut?"

"Mmmm," I said.

"OK, how do you like this?"

Fingers withdrew. Something firm and singular was prodding at my sex now. I pressed more eagerly against the stall door as the unseen cop's cock slowly impaled me.

I'd neglected to continue blocking the holes in the side of the stall with my hands -- having withdrawn them to finger my clit and reach into my jacket to tease my nipples through my too-small bustier. When the other cop moved around to stick his cock through the hole to my left there was nothing there to stop him.

"Here you go, slut. Another cock for you to play with," said the cop.

Understandably, I was a little distracted. I had been so horny, and that cock now pumping me through the restroom glory hole felt so good, that Janie noticed the second prick before I did. I went to reach for it but she was already off the toilet, crouching on the floor to slide the pink shaft into her mouth.

"Holy fuck, she's sucking me off!"

"Awesome!"

I watched my daughter fellate the unseen man's cock. She attacked it with a raw sexual urgency, pushing it far back into her mouth, running her tongue up along the sides to swirl it lovingly around the purpled head and pull back long, shimmering strands of clear pre-cum. Her face was enraptured as she worked him. It was obvious my daughter genuinely loved to suck cock and was quite good at it too. I felt oddly proud as I witnessed her technique.

"Oh fuck," said Janie's cop. "I'm gonna cum if she keeps this shit up."

There was a sudden pounding on the stall walls that made us both jump. My cop spoke up. "Come on slut, turn around so I can feel your mouth on my cock."

"Yeah, I wanna fuck her cunt," said the other cop.

Janie got up eagerly to turn around and bend over. I couldn't resist, I took that saliva slicked prick in my hand and helped guide it into her womanhood. My breath caught in my throat as I watched the firm head nudge her lips aside to disappear insider her quivering body. She mouthed "thank you" as she settled onto it. I dropped and turned around to take my cop's slimy cock in my hand. Without hesitation I began licking my own spunk off his shaft.

"Oh FUCK! That's feels sooo good."

With the sexual sounds of squelches and slurps mingling with our panting breaths in the echoing metal stall we didn't hear the next two cops arrive. However, they soon announced their arrival quite clearly.

"Holy shit, are you two really lettin' some random fagot suck you off?" called a voice from somewhere beyond our glory holes.

"Fuck you Lou, we got an honest to God cock-hungry slut in here."

"Yeah, sure you do."

"No, seriously, smell this."

There was a pause as the night stick I'd fed up my pussy was passed around for the smell test. Confirmation was signaled by enthusiastic hoots and hollers.

The thought of two more cocks lining up for a chance to plug me and my daughter's pussy and mouth made my urgent lust spark wildly within my loins. I began working the musky cock back and forth across my tongue with frantic energy; desperate to get him off quickly and take the next expectant dick before Janie and her eager young pussy finished off the whole room without me. Stringy flows of comingled spit and pre-cum dripped from my chin and hung on my tits as I pushed my groaning, twitching cop closer and closer to climax.

But I'd forgotten all about the third glory hole, so had Janie.

"Holy shit!" came a cop's voice, sounding oddly close. "There are two sluts in there!"

I let go of the cock in my mouth and turned around. Sure enough, there was a chestnut brown cop's eye peeking in at us, as full of surprise and wonder as kid discovering Santa's workshop was actually in the janitor's closet at school.

"They're hot too!" he added.

I raised my had to cover the hole but Janie's voice suddenly boomed out. "LISTEN FUCKERS! I don't care if you are fucking cops, if you look in that motherfucking hole one more time and we will empty a fucking can of pepper spray into your goddamned dicks!!! Am I fucking clear!?"

I looked on my sweet young daughter with horror. She gave me a small, embarrassed smile and shrugged. However, when I looked at the hole, the eye was gone.

"OK... OK," said mingled voices.

"Shit, I guess we'll just have to take your word that their hot," said one of the cops.

"I guess you will," said the chestnut eyed cop. Within seconds another cock joined us, poking through the third hole. "Will this make it up to you darlings?" he asked with a laugh in his voice.

"Oooh yeah!" said Janie as she lowered her face to the new prick. She took it into her mouth as the cop behind her kept up his steady thrusting into her pussy. She braced herself between the two stall walls as cocks commenced ramming her from front and back. I stood and pushed my ass back towards the front glory hole to take a cock in my pussy once again as I watched Janie shudder under her duel assault.

"Oh man, she's fucking me with her pussy again!" groaned the cop inside me.

"I got pussy too," said the cop behind Janie.

"I got a mouth," said the cop in front of Janie in a mock-disappointed voice that raised a laugh from the other cops. I giggled a bit at that too.

It wasn't long before I felt the cop nailing me through the hole in the door go rigid and begin squirting me full of his spunk. As he pumped the last of his load into me I watched Janie's body begin to twitch wildly as her skin bloomed a vivid pink. A deep throaty groan filled our small space as she came.

Over the sound of her noisy orgasm I could hear more cops arriving. The slimy baton was passed around and sniffed as the newly arrived cops initially refused to believe there were two willing women taking all dicks within the three glory holes. As the reality of the situation was discovered there were cheers and hoots and rude entreaties to their fellow cops to "hurry the fuck up already." Soon I lost reckoning of how many cops were in the room with us. I just knew that when Janie's two cops emptied their dicks in her mouth and vag there were two more ready to take their places.

I reached out and ran my hands up along Janie's sweat streaked body. She moaned and redoubled her efforts on the two cocks moving with her. But she had misunderstood my intent. I leaned forward and whispered into her ear. "Give mama a turn," I said.

She looked up with eyes dazed and unfocused. Around her mouth and dripping down her neck and boobs was a rind of glossy white slime. I pulled her forward, off her cocks, as I let the one in my pussy drop free. She obediently took her place on her knees and began sucking the cock now sopping wet from my cum-flooded hole. I looked on her with pride as I took my place between the two side holes. I let the man who had been at Janie's mouth take my pussy, I tasted Janie's pussy on the other as I took it into my mouth.

With my forehead and ass pressed against the opposing the steel walls of the stall, I took a procession of cocks. I was quickly lost in the storm of pleasure that swirled around and within me. Cocks entered me and pumped me, they filled my body with their seed until I could take no more and rivers of white slime were dripping from my orifices. I could hear more and more cops arrive but their words had long ago stopped making sense. I lived only for more: more cock, more cum, more orgasms as I let the pleasure control me. Eventually I felt Janie's hands on me, moving me into a new position as she spoke to me gently.

"Come on, Mom. I have an idea," she whispered to me as she held up the double-header we'd just purchased. She had it bent into "U" shape. I didn't even know it could do that.

Janie's idea was for us to squat on the title floor, back to back. As we sucked the cocks poking the opposing glory holes, she reached beneath us to push the now horseshoe shaped dildo into our bodies. We gyrated our sweat slickened asses against each other as she worked the double phallus in and out of our pussies. It was delightful but for the view. I would have much rather have watched my darling and talented daughter suck strangers' cocks than stare at a steel stall wall smeared with jism and inscribed with rude graffiti too close to even read.

"Oh my God," said someone from somewhere. "This bitch is deep throating me!"

I was surprised. I didn't know Janie could deep throat. I felt an odd twinge of jealousy. I tried to take the cock now slipping and sliding in my mouth back into my throat. But I choked. I wondered if Janie could teach me...

"No one's doing shit to me," complained a cop at the glory hole in the stall door. I'd forgotten about that one. I blindly reached out to take the expected dick in my hand but there was nothing there. Looking over, I saw a blue eye looking in.

"Holy shit, you guys gotta see this!"

"Then get outta the fucking way!" 

I reached up to block the hole with my palm but my body was unsteady and shaky after so many orgasms and the floor was now slick with thick spatters of semen that had dripped from our bodies. I slipped, slamming into the door with my shoulder.

"What's going on in there?" said a male voice

"One of them fell over." laughed the blue eyed cop peeking in on us.

Janie turned to look down on me. "Are you OK?" she asked quietly.

"It's just kind of cramped in here," I responded as I pulled myself off the floor.

"Let's open the door," she said, her eyes lively with infectious excitement, her pupils dilated into blackness.

I was as sex mad as she by then. Reckless in my all consuming horniness, I reached up and opened the latch on the door. It swung in and revealed a dozen or so cops gathered around our little stall. Their faces were surprised and delighted.

"Now what?" I asked Janie in a panting voice.

She held up the double headed dildo and bent it straight. "Get on your back," she ordered.

The cops cheered.

Janie helped me pull off my jacket and push down my bustier so my boobs finally popped free. She pulled off her tank top. The tile floor was cold and slimy with filth as I lay back as she had asked. She was sitting on the toilet with our dildo at the ready. She took my legs in her hands pulled me to her, lifting my hips up off the floor. I balanced on my shoulders and braced my arms against the front corners of the stall as she intertwined her bare legs with mine and pierced my pussy with the dildo. As she settled onto the other end we began moving against each other, feeling the fat phallus pumping within us as we twisted to push our bodies clit to clit. We made urgent, contorted love to each other. Looking up at my daughter I saw a perfect goddess, all tight muscles wrapped soft flesh as she braced against the walls to ride me vigorously. Outside, the crowd of cops crowded the door and climbed up to balance on the stalls to gaze down upon our sweaty, writhing bodies.

I came almost immediately, but Janie kept pumping. There was a steady murmur of confused conversation from the chatty cops as they watched us with disbelieving eyes...

"I told you they were hot!" - "No shit, I think I recognize that blond one from somewhere." - "I think she works at T.J.s" - "You guys notice something odd about those two?" - "I've seen her bar tend sometimes... I don't think she dances." - "Yeah I noticed something, they're totally fucking hot!" - "You think the young one is a peeler?" - "They look a lot alike, don't they?" - "I've never seen the brunette before." - "They don't look that much alike... except they both got great tits!" - "I think I've seen the brown haired one around, I don't remember where." - "Look at their faces, they look like they could be sisters." - "No way, y' think?" - "Maybe they're related some other way?"

Oh God, they had figured us out! I looked up at Janie to see the same concern shadowing her pretty face.

There was only one option -- the lesser of two evils - reluctant though I was to pursue it.

"Fuck me sissy!" I cried. "Fuck your big sister's horny cunt!"

Her body tensed and trembled as my Janie came spectacularly under my torrent of obscenities. "YEEESSS!" she gulped. "God Yes! Take my hot lezzy fuck, Sis. Take it all!"

"Holy shit!" said the crowd of cops, speaking as one.




Glory Hole Chaperone



But still, that wasn't enough for my Janie. She leaned forward on the toilet and opened her mouth wide. A cop stepped forward, straddling my head as he stroked his dick to climax. His aim was good and the long streak of pale sperm shot right into Janie's mouth. Subsequent squirts however rained down on my chest, neck and face.

And so it went. Cops craned their necks and hung on the stall walls for a view as one cop after another stepped up to relieve their lust in my daughter's mouth. Most of it ended up dripping on me but I didn't mind. On the contrary, the warm spatter of man-seed and the reek of pheromones drove me into a long string of nearly continuous orgasms that left my body trembling and my throat raw from screaming.

Finally, it was over. Every cop had got a shot and many had gone twice. One of the stall walls was hanging askew from bearing the weight of two big cops who'd climbed atop for a better view. Jizz was everywhere. I let myself slide off our double-header and lay panting on the floor. My goddess-daughter Janie sank back on her toilet-throne and sat listlessly as long rivers of spunk dripped down her tits and stomach. The cops backed off, just as dazed as we.

"Hey, I have an idea," said a youngish cop. He was digging at his fly again. Janie and I looked up at him wearily. "Let's finish them off with a golden shower!"

"Jesus Christ, Matt. These ladies were kind enough to take us all on and you want to piss on them? What the fuck is wrong with you, boy?"

"Yeah, fuck Matt. Grow the fuck up."

Et cetera, et cetera, as the roomful of cops voted the idea down. I looked up at Janie with relief. She looked oddly disappointed.

Slowly, the police filtered away as Janie and I pulled ourselves up with much difficulty. One of them hung back. He approached us when we were alone.

"You ladies OK?"

We said we were in exhausted voices, thick from tongues marinated in congealing cum.

"We really appreciate you girls showing us such a good time... if you ever need a favor in this jurisdiction, please don't hesitate to call."

He handed Janie a card. She passed it to me. It said Lieutenant Carl Van Frieslan.

"If you girls are ever looking for some private work..."

"No," I said. "My little sister is going back to Kansas. This was just a... a weird, onetime thing."

"Well it is for her," said Janie. "I do porno back in Kansas."

"Umm... OK," said Officer Van Frieslan. "Tell you what...I'll keep my prowler parked across the parking lot entrance so no one disturbs you while you girls get yourselves together. Take as long as you want."

Left alone, we surveyed the scene. It was like a sperm bomb had gone off in the center stall. Streaks and splats of the stuff coated the walls and floor, the left wall hung bent and unsteady with the joins separated in two corners.

"Well Mom, between this mess and tying up the entire police department for a couple of hours I think you got your money's worth out of your taxes tonight."

"Well... maybe everything balances out in the end," I admitted.

"You know, that cop said we could take as long as we wanted..." she said, holding up the moistly glistening dildo and giving the tip a kiss.

I smiled at my Janie. "Come here," I said.

***

Thank you for reading. As always, comments, complaints, suggestions, death threats, praise, damnation, accolades and opprobrium are all welcomed and encouraged. That said, let me address a complaint I've had against this story and point out that this story is intended to have a satirical element so some characters express opinions that the author does not share.

Update: November 30, 2013: a new Patty & Jane story is just about finished and will soon be (or is now, depending on when you are reading this) available for your enjoyment. The title: "Sex-Cult Initiation Chapeone". It is epic.



Glory Hole Confession



It all started about three years ago. I have a good marriage, and my wife is a sweet woman but is a little selfish in the sex department. When we would have sex I would start by kissing and licking her up and down then give her multiple orgasms where by she would usually squirt. I would use my mouth and hands as well as toys. She would be so hot all she wanted was to get fucked. Well, in the 45 min to 90 minutes I spent on foreplay for her I had usually gone soft and needed some stimulation to get it up again. She always gave me the impression that it was a major imposition to stroke me or give me a blowjob. Then all she wanted was a vanilla missionary style screw. 

To say the least I was bored with our sex life. I always enjoy trying new things. When we were first married I asked her if I could fuck her ass. She responded by saying." You can fuck my ass when I can fuck yours with my dildo!" Obviously she assumed I would say no. She was wrong. I rolled over in the doggy style position presenting my asshole to her and handed her the KY jelly and her dildo. She then hesitated for a moment but with in minutes she was fucking me with gusto. I secretly loved it, but played it off as a means to an end. When she had satisfied herself, I cleaned up myself and we switched position. 

I began slow and opened her with fingers first, but it turned out to be an epic failure as my cock has much more girth that her slim dildo. I felt bad so I stopped. After that things were very vanilla for two more years until I started watching femdom strap on porn and on a whim bought a strap on. 

I remember it well, I was trying to figure out how to tell her I had purchased said item and wanted her to strap it on and fuck me. It was a Friday night and we had had some friends over and some alcohol was consumed. My wife gets kind of loopy on wine. She also gets very horny as well. I convinced her to watch some porn on the computer to really get us both hot and bothered. I brought us to a tube site and navigating quickly I was able to bring up a clip of pegging porn. She was caught off guard and asked what it was. I quickly said I didn't know and that it just came up. Being she was tipsy she bought it, and told me not to change it. She soon started navigating around and watching all sorts of pegging clips. After an hour she turned to me and said that it was really hot and she wouldn't mind fucking me like that. "Really?" I said. 

I then brought her in the bedroom, we started making out and undressing. She was dripping wet so bad it was wet almost to her knees. I then took the opportunity to ask if she meant what she said in the other room. She nodded and said she would love to be in control. I took this opportunity to get the strap on and hand it to her. Her eyes got huge and I almost thought she was going to back out. She surprised me and asks if I could help her get in to it. I did and it took a mere second for her to change from meek to dominatrix. She spun me around and made me bend at the waist over the bed. Seconds later she was lubing me up and the shaft of the tool. Note: this is not a small tool; it is ten inches long and as big around as silver dollar, with veins and balls. I was slightly terrified at what could happen especially how inebriated she was. But I was happily surprised at how much she had learned from the videos. She was gentle and applied pressure slowly and eased it in. She even let it sit in all the way for a few moments so I could acclimate to its presence. 

Then she let me have it. She fucked me like a pro. Deep hard full strokes for at least 45 minutes in three positions, the whole time asking if I enjoyed my mistresses cock deep in my ass. For the whole time all I could feel was the huge cock stirring my insides and its balls mashing in to my ass as she bottomed out. When she tired of it she took it off and cleaned me up, then got up and road my cock until we both came. Then she did something I never expected, she climbed off my withering dick and spun around planting her cum filled pussy on my mouth and ordered me to clean the mess I had left in. It was scary at first but wasn't so bad. As I ate he juicy cream pie she informed me that mistresses liked to be orally cleaned by their slaves after the slave left a mess in there pussy. She also told me when she was my mistress this would happen every time.

That was the one and only time she strapped it on. Since then she may play with my ass with a finger or her small dildo once or twice a year. I soon became bored and not much interested.

I stopped at the local video store and found out they had preview booths. Having been a while since I had rubbed out a good one I paid my five dollars and went back. I was nervous the first time because there were guys in the hallway of the arcade just staring and I didn't make I contact with any of them. I found a private booth and watched some good porn and did my business. I left promptly. I returned frequently always to a booth marked private. Then one day I went in when there were lots of cars in the parking lot. I perused the store for a while, which was empty except the clerk, meaning it was a full house in the arcade.

Having to keep a schedule, I finally entered the arcade. I quickly walked to my normal booth but it was in use. I then looked for another private booth that was open, I only found two booths but they said "Come play with me" next to the door. I entered the one across from the bathroom and closed the door. I immediately noticed the hole in the wall. I assumed that it was for others to watch. Just wanting to get off I put it out of my mind and put my card in the machine and began searching for the movie that really got me going. I had just found one when I felt something poke my back. I turned and sticking out of the hole was a large white cock, semi hard and pulsing slightly. I wrestled with my thoughts and wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. I have never touched another mans cock before. I rationalized in my head that I could stroke it a little and that would not make me gay. 

Very gingerly I began to stroke his meat and he responded in due form by becoming fully erect. I began to think about the other guy, how he must be hard up if he has to get his rocks off this way. Maybe I should pity him and stroke him to finish. So I increased my efforts and he seemed to enjoy it. Suddenly I became very aroused and it was like my body took control of itself. I suddenly found my body bending at the waist and my mouth opening without being able to stop. I felt this severe desire to suck that big beautiful cock I had in my hand. With in seconds my lips were wrapped around his head, and gently sucking. It wasn't long before I was sucking his shaft all the way to my gag reflex and back. The funny part was I was really getting hot and actually enjoying this. In fact just writing about this, I have had a hard on for the last half hour. I continued to suck and then I felt his cock suddenly get slightly bigger and harder and before I could stop it was filling my mouth with cum. Not really thinking just acting on impulse I began to swallow and continued to suck. I know when my wife sucks she continues to suck throughout the orgasm and I find it to get so sensitive you almost want to crawl up the headboard. So I continued and kept swallowing when my mouth would fill. I must have swallowed five times before he stopped cumming and I could hear him moaning on the other side of the wall. He then began to pull away but I attempted keep him by sucking and he let me for ten to fifteen seconds longer, then pulled out completely.

It was then I began to freak out. What had I done? I didn't know that guy; he could have AIDS for all I know. I rushed out of the booth before he could pull up his pants and out to my car. Once in my car I took a few minutes to calm myself. It was then I realized I had cum in my pants, a lot. 

I was freaked out for about it for a while, coming up with excuses not to have sex with my wife, just in case. I went to the doctor's office two days after the incident and got a blood test for everything. I gave her story that I had another co-worker get hurt bad and was bleeding bad and I got blood on my hands and shirt. She agreed it was safer to check. 

Five weeks later the results came back negative for any disease. Stress level went down. But I vowed not to do that again. 

About a year went by and two more blood tests, just in case. I went to the video store and decided to enter the arcade. I went in my old private booth. I watched a video for a few moments when I rationalized that I could go to the other booth and if a cock came through I could jack him off. I could even suck if I got some condoms. 

It has been three years since I sucked a cock. I went to the glory hole booth many times but I only got one taker and when I attempted to put a rubber on him he pulled out and called me a fucking asshole. I haven't been back since.

But since then I have told my wife she was a selfish lover and she took it to heart. She is now giving as much foreplay as receiving and we even have had a good conversation about the fact that both she and I want to have a same sex experience. She really wants to have a lesbian experience, and also wants to watch me get the full bi experience. Secretly I can't wait, I am nervous, but I want to feel what its like to be fucked by a real dick, not some ridged piece of plastic or rubber. My other fantasy is to have a she male. 

So needless to say, we have become a bi curious couple and want to have a threesome, male/male/female, female/female/ male, or tstv/female/ male. Waiting patiently...



Glory Hole Daughter



It was a late fall afternoon when I was walking home from band practice. My dad was running late in picking me up so I told him I would be walking home and he could pick me up at the park. When I got to the park I needed to go to the bath room really bad, so I went to the public restroom all parks have. I did not see the hole in the wall in the stall until I was hit with a rude and nasty surprise. 

While doing my business I felt something thumb me on the back of my head. I was in shock when I turned around. At eye level there was this hard thick throbbing cock pointing at my face. It was the first time I had seen a cock in my 18 years. The thing was looking right at me and I was too stunned to move or talk. All I could do was stare at it. After a few moments the man wiggled it in front of me. What did he expect me to do? What kind of a girl did he think I was? Why would anyone just do such a thing? Everything about this situation was so foreign to me.

My parents had brought me up to be a proper young lady. I did not swear, drink, smoke or talk back to my parents. Moreover, I was active with my church and my school. Everyone who knew me knew I was the perfect daughter, student, and friend. So how dare this pervert do this to me? While I sat and looked at the throbbing beast in my face several thoughts ran through my mind. I should call my dad or better yet the police. But what would I say? It would be too embarrassing. I did not want to have the reputation of soliciting such actions from men. 

Wrestling with my moral dilemma I continued to look at the massive piece of meat before my eyes. It looked harmless enough. My curiosity got the best of me. Never seeing one before much less touching it, I began to wonder about what a cock would feel like. Nobody would ever know. I would never tell. It would only happen this one time. My mischievous side started to come out. This was perfect, I could be a little bad and nobody would know. 

I slowly reached out for it. When my hand reached it, the dick twitched which scared me. Again I mustered up my courage and I reached for it again. This time I did not pull away when it twitched. It was a very strange feeling. The cock was warm and soft but hard and throbbing. My cold hand felt so good on the skin like it was made to be holding a cock. For the first time I could recall there was a strange warm tingling between my legs and my heart began to beat faster. 

Then the man began pushing the dick in and out of my hand. Through the wall I could hear the muffled moans of the stranger I was jerking off. As I was jerking the man off, I realized my nipples were poking through my shirt. Even though it was made of thick material, my nipples could clearly been seen as if the fabric was a seer silk. The more the man moved and moaned the hotter I got. Never before had I experience such acceleration and excitement. It was beyond anything I had ever felt. 

My hand began moving faster along the man's cock. I was enjoying this as much as he was. My blood ran hot and my face was flushed with excitement. Then the unexpected happen. In the middle of my excitement the man came with a loud grunt. He shot his load right into my face. The cum was all over my glasses, my face, and my shirt. Some of it even got on my hair. Again I was in shock. I sat there motionless for a few moments. It was so surreal I didn't even notice the cock disappear from the hole. When I came to my senses I was alone. Slowly, I got up and washed up in shear disbelief. 

Before I left the bathroom I looked in the stall again. I don't know why. Maybe I wanted the cock to reappear or I was wondering if it was all just a trick. Confused I walked out. My cell phone rang, just as I was making my way out of the restroom. It was my dad telling me he was waiting for me in the parking lot. It was a close call. If he would have called early, I would have been in big trouble. The walk to the car gave me time to compose myself, before I got in.

I got into the car and kissed my dad hello. He made small talk all the way home. It was like he was in a good mood which was rare for him these days, but when he is in a good mood he is very funny. My father got my mind off the little experience I had in the public bathroom and it was a good thing because I was starting to dwell on it. His light hearted humor let me forget the whole thing.

A week later to the date, my dad was running late again. For the second time in as many weeks I was walking home. When I got to the park, I saw the bathroom which made me do unspeakable things. As much as I wanted to avoid it, it seemed to call to me. What where the chances that, there would be a hard long fat dick waiting for me? I bet it was sheer coincidence that it happened last time. I do not know if I was curious or moreover if I had made this situation happen again, but I found myself walking into the stall once again. 

Timidly I looked into the stall. Nothing, it was empty and nothing was coming through the wall. I'm not sure if my emotions were that of relief or of disappointment. Slowly I shuffled into the stall and sat down. Again, I'm not sure why I did it, I felt like I need some time to think. As I sat there pondering why I was here and what I was feeling, I got bumped again. My heart skipped a beat and my blood ran fast. Turning around I saw that fat beautiful thick cock again. Quickly I took it into my hands before it disappeared. Again those wonderful feeling flowed through my body. My hands were quickly jerking it off.

Again, I heard the strangers muffled moans of pleasure coming through the wall. I put my ear to the wall so I could hear better as I continued to work on that monster in front of me. My face was so close to the dick I was jerking, I could smell the musk coming off it. I don't know what possessed me, but I kissed it. The immediate reaction was loud moans from my 'John' then asking for more. Here came the naughty girl inside me. Slowly I took my tongue and ran it down the entire length. When I reached the head, I licked it and began to suck on it just a little as I kept jerking off the man. Without warning, I felt the warm creamy liquid shoot down my throat. Oh god he had just cum inside my mouth. 

The reality paralyzed me with such uncertainty that, the man had plenty of time to finish unloading everything into my mouth. Slowly, he pulled out and I watched it disappear. Quickly, I spit out the sour yet sweet white milk from my mouth into the toilet. There was a lot of it as I watched it flush away. I went to the sink and tried to wash my mouth out as best as I could. Then I searched my purse for some gum and popped it into my mouth. Looking into the mirror, I realized I had just given my first blow job. The thought excited me, yet scared me. Regardless, I had to giggle. This was going to be an interesting entry into my diary, I thought as I cleaned up and made my way to the parking lot. 

The drive home was great. We laughed, told silly jokes and got along just great. I had given my first blow job which put me in a really great mood. Even if my dad would have been down and out, I think I could have infected him with my laughter and my attitude. It was such a great drive home, dad decided to give mom the night off and we brought home some fast food. 

During the next week, I noticed a change in my attitude and my outlook on life. Everything was not as boring as it used to be. The little things I was stressing over in school were not as important anymore and boys seemed a lot cuter and the men a lot more interesting (if you know what I mean). Yet, I couldn't wait for my 'park date,' which made the week drag on a little longer than normal.

Finally, the day came and I found myself almost in a rush to get to the park. Looking at my watch I was about a half hour early. I doubted he would be there. To be safe I made my way into the stall and took a seat anxiously awaiting my 'date.' This was the stall which had brought me nothing but surprises and it did not fail me on this day as well. The cock that came through the wall looked nothing like the one I sucked the other day. Moreover, I could hear the man's muffled voice. He was speaking Spanish. I know it was Spanish because some of our housekeepers speak it while they work. Not that I'm prejudice but I have never know a Mexican beyond our housekeepers, gardeners, or mechanic. 

How did this guy expect me to suck his cock? Was I even considering sucking it? The man kept pushing it in and out almost screaming for attention. I figured I should do something before he causes undo attention. Again, I grabbed it and began to work my magic. He finally settled down and began moaning. Furiously, I pumped his cock working my hand trying to make him cum fast. 

Yet, he was taking forever. My arm hurt from stroking it so I decided to use my mouth so he would cum quickly like my 'date.' So I repeated my performance. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft which caused him to moan very loud then I took it into my mouth. Bobbing my head on his cock seemed to bring more of a response of this guy. Just like I predicted, in no time he was shooting his sticky cream down my throat. Again, I spat it out and used some gum to hide the taste. 

Sitting back down on the stall, I looked at my watch. That whole experience only took ten minutes. What was I going to do until then? Then another cock was put through the hole. Damn it. How many dicks was I going to have to suck before I could get to my cock? When I realized what I had just thought, I found myself mortified and began to laugh. Up until a week ago I never had seen a cock and now I was thinking about sucking on my third one. 

I was already playing with it before I realized I had even touched it. Again, I began to lick and suck it like I had done before. As I sucked and swallowed this other cock I realized, I really enjoyed how a cock tastes and feels in my mouth. The more I sucked the more I wanted. Before I knew it I was trying to deepthroat it with all my might. The man on the other side of the wall was moaning in Spanish. He must have been friends with the one I sucked right before. 

All too soon, this one came as well. This time I swallowed and felt the warm salty liquid run down my throat. Slowly, I pulled his cock out of my mouth licking the shaft as it went out. I sat there smiling at the hole as I watched the cock disappear. It was wonderful; I had the best of both worlds. Nobody knows who I am so I don't get a bad reputation and I can have as many cocks as I want. 

I sat there waiting for another cock to be put through the hole. This time I waited for a while. Then I saw 'My Cock.' It looks so yummy I swallowed it with one gulp. Slowly I sucked it down and licked it, stroking it into my mouth. My head bobbed on the dick as I heard myself moan with pleasure. The head hit the back of my throat every time I swallowed. Up and down I ran my hands along the shaft while I sucked on it like a cum hungry little slut. Oh my god, I just realized what I had turned into. This piece of meat I was sucking made me feel so dirty and hot; it had turned me into a hungry little cock sucker. When I realized what I had become, my panties got so wet I had to take them off.

For the first time since I began sucking cocks, my hand pulled up my skirt and began playing with my hot wet pussy. I kept sucking and moaning on 'My Cock' while I played with my pussy. Saliva ran down my chin and I slobbered and sucked that massive dick in my face. The length and thickness felt so good in my mouth, I just wanted to swallow the entire length. For the billionth time I wished there was no wall between me and this stranger so I could feel the entire length of the dick I was sucking. Still I kept sucking like there was no tomorrow.

While I was in the middle of the most enjoyable blow job I ever gave my cell ran. I looked at the phone and it was my mom calling. There was no way I could talk to her and suck dick as the same time, but if I didn't answer she would freak out. The stranger kept shoving the cock into my mouth fucking my face like the slut I am. Then the phone stopped ringing. I picked up the pace so I could make this guy cum then I could call my mother back.

I sucked it faster, longer and harder than I ever sucked before. My effort where rewarded when I heard the muffled moans of the stranger. He was really enjoying how good I sucked. But I almost laughed when his cell began ringing. Just when you're having a good time people seem to bother you, I thought. The moaning and ringing stopped. I knew he had answered it. This made me a little mad so I was going to make sure he could not talk too well on the phone. I stroked his cock, licked the shaft and the head, then I deepthroated the entire cock. 

Just as my lips wrapped around the bottom of his cock, I felt him shoot his load down my throat. I was caught off guard and pulled back. The second shot hit me in the middle of my face covering me in cum. Then he shot two more times. One got on my blouse the other missed me, so I thought. Before I knew what happen or could say anything the cock disappeared through the hole. Quickly, I began to clean up and dialed my mother back.

My grandparents were already at home and waiting for dad and me to get home so we could have dinner. They were very punctual, very proper and mom hated to keep them waiting. Mom was calling to make sure we were headed straight home without delay. Quickly I pulled myself together and ran out the door. I rushed out of the bath room and turned the corner without looking. I bumped into my dad who was racing around the corner of the bathroom himself. We both froze looking at each other.

My dad looked at me then looked at the women's restroom wondering if I was just coming out of the ladies' room. I too looked at my dad then at the men's room and questioned if he was coming out of that door. My face felt as flushed as my dad's face looked. We both realized why we were coming out of the restrooms. He looked at my face as my eyes fell on crotch. He still had a bulge. Again our eyes met. 

He cleared his throat and finally said, "Your mom and grandparents are waiting for us. We have to hurry."

I nodded and followed him to the car, neither one of us saying a word. Quietly he started the car and drove home. Silence passed between us. Every now and again, I would steal a quick glance to see if I could read his facial expressions. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking. Yet, I found myself also stealing glances at his crotch. In his pants was the cock that I had been sucking for the past few weeks and it was very dirty and wrong, but there was something that about it that turned me on. 

Finally, he spoke. Because he mumbled it sounded like he said I had gum in my hair.

"What daddy? I didn't hear you," I answered.

"You got cum in your hair," he said a little louder clearing his throat once again.

I looked in the mirror and noticed a long stream of cum highlighting my hair.

"Sorry daddy, I thought I had swallowed it all," I replied without thinking.

I had just admitted to my dad that I was a cock sucker and that I swallow. Again, the car went dead silent as I cleaned my hair. I looked at his crotch again. Was my imagination playing tricks on me? The bulge was bigger and seemed to be twitching. Did it turn him on knowing that was his cum in my hair? Did it get him hard when I told him I swallowed? Was he imaging me with his cock in my mouth slurping on it like the little cock sucker I am?

"I'm sorry daddy for being bad. I didn't mean to. It just happened. Please don't tell mom," I finally blurted out. 

"It's ok Honey. I know you didn't mean to, just like I didn't. It was all an accident. We won't tell mom. She doesn't have to know that you're a little cock sucker ok baby," he replied.

"Gee dad you don't have to say it like that. I mean you make it sound so dirty and disgusting," I answered.

"Well sweety, you were sucking strangers' cocks in a public restroom. You never knew who you were sucking," he told me.

"Yea and you where the one who was getting blow jobs from who knows who," I said to him.

We stayed quiet for a bit then we both started to laugh at the same time. That was the silliest conversation we had ever had. I was accusing him of getting his dick sucked by a stranger and he was accusing me of sucking strangers' dicks. After a few minutes of laughing out loud, we settled down and both let out a huge sigh.

"Did I do a good job daddy," I asked without thinking.

He sat there quiet for a little while then he cleared his throat.

"Not the first time Honey, but this last time was incredible," he said then he laughed.

"What's wrong daddy?" I asked.

"I can't believe I just do my daughter that I loved how she sucked my dick," he said.

I too laughed.

"Well I did ask," I told him.

"In that case, you did a great job. I just wished your mother would do that. She never sucks me anymore," he said.

"Yea I see why. Even with the wall between us you still made me gag. I don't think I could have swallowed it all if I tried," I admitted.

"You still did a great job. Thanks Honey," he replied.

My eyes glanced down again at my dad's crotch. His bulge was bigger than ever.

"Well you shouldn't go into the house like that," I told him.

He looked at me with a confused stare. I pointed to his hard on.

"I can't help it. All this talk about blow jobs and swallowing has me all worked up," he replied.

"Well you should take care of it. No telling what gramma and grampa will say," I answered.

"Yea, like I'm just gonna whip it out and jerk off in front of you," he told me.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before," I said.

"You're serious," he said in astonishment.

"If you don't want to do it, I can do it for you," I suggested.

He didn't respond nor did he move. I leaned forward a little and reached for his zipper. Slowly I unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing hard cock. It was perfectly thick and long. Up and down my hands went on my dad's cock. 

"Oh Honey. What are you doing?" he asked.

"Taking care of your hard on daddy," I replied.

"You like that baby? You like daddy's fat cock?" he asked.

"Yes daddy. It's so huge and thick and hard," I answered.

With his right hand my dad grabbed the back of my head and shoved me onto his fat dick. Before I could say a word, his dick was gagging me. 

"That's it you little cock sucker take daddy's cock. Fuck yea, show daddy what a good cock sucker you are Honey. I knew when I saw the cum on your hair that you were that little slut who sucks cock in the bath room. Oh fuck swallow it Honey, take daddy's cock all the way down your throat," he moaned as he shoved his dick deep into my mouth.

I couldn't believe how big and thick my dad's cock felt in my mouth. The head was hitting the back of my throat as his hand shoved my face deeper onto his dick. It was hard to breathe as I swallowed his massive cock. More and more of his cock was shoved into my mouth as I sucked and swallowed as much as I could. My dad continued to talk dirty as he fucked my hungry mouth.

"God Honey, you have such a hot wet hungry mouth. I love how you suck cock, you little whore. You love sucking dick don't you baby? Yea, you were born to suck cock Honey," he continued.

Hearing my dad talk so dirty made me hot and wet. I began sucking his cock like the hungry dirty little cock sucker he knew from the restroom. Deeper and longer I took his fat cock into my mouth. My head bobbed as I slurped his long dick. This was way better than sucking it through the wall. 

"Oh baby, that's it keep going. Take it all baby suck good. Fuck you're the best cock sucker ever. Keep sucking," he told me.

I felt him tensing up as his right hand shoved my face deeper onto his cock. Then I felt him shoot his load down my throat. He came in my mouth with a loud grunt. It was warm and gooey as it hit the back of my throat. Without skipping a beat, I swallowed every drop. Slowly I licked his cock clean and he drove up to the house.




Glory Hole Daughter



He laid back on the seat and rested.

"We don't have to tell anyone Honey. It's our secret," he said as he smiled at me.

"I know daddy. And we don't have to use the bath room any more daddy," I told him.

"Are you sure you want to miss out on all those cocks?" he asked.

I didn't answer. We both got out of the car and made our way into the house. Maybe we could keep our little meeting place. And maybe I could enjoy other men as well. It was going to be a good fall.



Glory Hole Discovery



This is my first story for this site. I hope you like it. 

Please note that this story contains subject matter related to cuckoldry, cheating wives, wife watching, voyeurism and group sex. If this subject matter offends you, then you have been fairly warned. 

Finally, all characters in this story are of legal age and beyond. 

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Chapter 1 – The Discovery

It started as a fairly normal trip to New York with my wife, Stacy, tagging along. I travel a lot in my job and so spend a lot of time there, among other major cities. Of them all, New York is our favorite, so from time to time, she'll travel with me when I make the trip. 

Since I have to work while there, she generally shops and relaxes while I'm at work and then we get to spend the evenings together enjoying the city. We've been married almost 25 years and love each other very much. Stacy is five foot and seven inches tall, auburn hair, green eyes and has a naturally amazing body. We both work to stay healthy, but neither of us are workout fanatics or the like. Regardless, we are both trim and healthy in appearance.

In the sex department, we were comfortable. It was still important to both of us; however, it just wasn't as necessary as it once was in our life as a couple. We still enjoyed it, but didn't dwell on it. Therefore, neither of us really spent a lot of time planning or plotting naughty getaways, or thinking about sexual experimentation while away from home. Usually, our sex just happened and was always fantastic. After many years of marriage, we'd both been completely faithful and knew exactly what the other one liked, or at least we thought we did at the time.

This encounter covers our unplanned and unexpected fall into debauchery during our supposed "comfortable" and "over the sex thing" time of life.

The first night in the city we went to a casual dinner and just walked around for awhile. I've been working in New York for years, so didn't spend much time looking around anymore, but when my wife was with me, it was time to look at everything anew. We'd venture around and view the sights and just enjoy the cool fall temperatures. 

This night, we were walking back to our hotel and came across an adult video store in Midtown Manhattan. Even though sex wasn't as important as it once was to us, I've always maintained my playfully dirty mind, and was constantly getting my hand slapped for touching her ass in public places. In line with my dirty mind, I snickered and suggested we look around in there for any interesting items. 

While the video on DVD stage, at least in my mind, seems to be mostly dead with the prevalence of Internet porn, I knew they'd have a bunch of toys and other things for us to see. Hopefully, we'd see something that might get Stacy excited enough for one of our less frequent, but still enjoyable sex sessions. I truthfully expected her to make a snide comment about me being a bad boy and keep walking, but to my mild surprise, she said yes. 

Well, I had started it, so had to finish it. We went in. 

If I'd known what would happen as a result of this offer, I now wonder if I would've said anything about the store when we passed. Most of the time–about 99.9999% of it– I always think about it and say, "Hell Yes!"

Back to the story. We went down a set of steps from the sidewalk into the establishment and indeed it was full of sex toys and porn DVDs, categorized in a fairly neat manner and clearly marked by signage leading you to the amateur, gangbang/orgy, lesbian, and so on shelves in the store. 

There were several men in the place, all browsing, but from my brief glance around, they all took note of the gorgeous woman walking into the place on my arm. I smiled a little bit to myself and steered my bride to the first row of items. I liked knowing that all these guys were jealous of me. Stacy was obviously uncomfortable, but had made the decision to come inside this place so she graciously continued on and gave it a go. 

We wandered about for a bit, starting at the sex toys. We have a number of toys at home and even a decent collection of bondage gear so there wasn't anything really new to her. However, I could tell she was a little nervous looking at these things in front of all these men. Typically, we usually shop and order these items online and have them shipped to our home. It was fun and sexy watching her get use to picking up, inspecting and browsing all these toys with obviously horny men wandering around watching her.

I admit, I was enjoying the attention she was receiving and so drug my feet here and there to slow down the process of getting the hell out of there. When we got to the movies, we began browsing and it was obvious they had categories of videos way beyond anything either of us had ever dreamed of before. We moved quickly through a few of those items and spent more time looking at DVD's more in our liking, which is generally straight sex with some kind of a plot. We'd watched porn with a variety of scenes in them beyond the straight couple and even played out some harmless fantasies with just the two of us, but we never delved into porn about swinging, group sex and the like.

When we reached the end of a particular row, we saw a man with a fist full of one dollar bills standing in front of an opening that headed into the back. Above the door was a sign indicating there were video booths in that area.

I was immediately intrigued. As we rounded the corner past the man and headed up the next aisle of movies, I began talking about how nice it would be to actually see some of the movies before we purchased one. That way, we'd know what we were getting. Stacy seemed to know where I was headed and gave me a strange look; she knows me so well. I just smiled and told her that we should check out the video booths and see what movies were showing in them. 

I could tell the idea took her way out of her comfort zone, but I promised that we'd just step in, check it out and leave if she hated it. She did agree to go and her blush was obvious, and beautiful. We approached the man and I exchanged a twenty-dollar bill for twenty singles. You could almost call the look on his face a leer, as we walked hand-in-hand past him to the booths. I, for one, was smiling.

We walked down the immediate row of them until we came across one that was unoccupied, as indicated by the light above the door. They seemed busier than I expected them to be, but then I assumed guys were jacking off to porn in them. It had to be cheaper than buying a DVD. 

Stepping inside, we closed the door and noticed immediately that it was very dark as I fumbled with the lock to ensure no one walked in on us. The only real light came from the small TV, which was flipping through some preview scenes. The only other sources of light were the dollar bill slot, which was beckoning to be paid, and the channel up and down buttons.

I slipped two or three singles into it and hit the green button to start the show. The first scene to pop up was a man and woman fucking on a blanket in the woods. It was very sexy, but the channel up and down buttons were blinking beseechingly, so I just had to see what was on the other channels. As I began flipping through them Stacy tried to make herself comfortable on the small bench in the room.

I flipped through each channel and stopped long enough on each scene to gauge her interest. With it being somewhat dark, it was hard to tell anything other than she was not sure about being there at all. We buzzed through a variety of channels and eventually came back to the one where the couple was fucking outdoors. When unsure, it's best to stop on monogamous sex, I supposed.

I sat beside her and asked how she was doing. She indicated that she was alright, so we just sat quietly and watched for a few minutes. I began caressing her leg and thinking how surreal the situation was. The entire area was permeated with pornographic sounds from every booth close by. As I rubbed her knee and began working my way up her jeans-covered thigh, we heard one sound distinctly different from the rest and became sure our neighbor in the booth next door was having a big orgasm. I know this, because Stacy stared at me wide eyed as he proved that he could just not stay quiet while in orgasm. We both laughed quietly at that and then Stacy began to actually relax a bit. I mean, how could anything be more embarrassing than having someone hear you masturbating. 

After watching for a few minutes, I was feeling lucky and we began to kiss. I noticed that when we weren't kissing that her eyes were now glued to the screen. I checked it out and the scene had changed from a couple fucking outdoors to different woman on a blanket sucking the cocks of multiple guys standing around her. I had no idea she would even like anything like that so it made me smile inside. I took the opportunity to move my hand up her leg and begin rubbing her pussy over her jeans. 

I was encouraged when a small moan escaped her lips and she spread her legs more. We began making out heavier and I worked to pull her sweater over her head so I could get at her breasts. I didn't really have any plans of how far we would go in the dingy booth, but I thought we'd at least get started having a night of fun.

It was then the movie quit and I had to fumble around to get more singles out of my pocket and feed them to the machine. While I was doing that, and since our eyes had adjusted to the darker environment, it was then that Stacy and I first noticed that we weren't entirely alone. No one was in the booth with us, obviously, but we had just discovered the glory holes on the walls on either side of us. 

I was no stranger to internet porn, so I knew what one was, but I was still somewhat taken aback. The thing that caught me was these didn't seem like sloppily cut and taped holes like in so many porn videos. Rather, they were rectangular padded slots purposely manufactured in these booths. In other words, these things were made for peeping and participating with others. 

For me, it was a turn on, but I had no idea how Stacy would react. If I'd even been remotely aware they could be there, I would've warned her, so she'd know what to expect. On second thought, maybe I wouldn't have. 

The first thing she noticed was in the hole on one side of us, a man was peeking through and watching us. As if that wasn't shocking enough, out of the other hole protruded a hard cock. A real live, human cock protruded into Stacy's space in our booth. I'm sure it didn't matter the size, shape or color of said cock; only that it was the last thing Stacy expected to see and therefore was the reason for her reaction.

She squealed and immediately began putting her sweater back over her head, which I assume is a perfectly reasonable reaction. She said, "Get that thing the fuck away from me!" and started heading for the door before she'd even gotten her sweater all the way back on. 

Me, I was strangely excited and actually didn't want to leave, so I tried to soothe her, without telling her that I actually wanted to stay. The cock had, smartly, disappeared and I hugged her and told her it would be all right and we could leave if she wanted. She didn't even hesitate when she indicated we should get the fuck out of there right this minute.

Chapter 2 – Initial Results

I assented and as we walked back out into the corridor, she was leading the way out, fast. I just kind of sighed while following behind her, because I knew our night of hot sex was likely ruined. In fact, sex might not be forthcoming anytime soon.

When we got outside onto the street, we started heading for the hotel and she repeatedly asked if I had known about the holes beforehand. I was very glad she took my word for it that I had not known, because I truly hadn't. Her face was flushed and she was walking fast like she was trying to escape from something.

When we got back to the hotel, we headed straight for our room and I was trying to come up with a way to salvage the sex night. Unlike her, so I thought, I was very turned on from the entire encounter.

As it turned out, I didn't need to worry. When we got into the room, Stacy literally tackled me onto the bed. Stupidly, I had a flash thought that she was so mad she was going to beat my ass, but instead her mouth sought mine and her hands were absolutely everywhere at the same time. She was voracious and we went at each other like teenagers with raging hormones. 

We didn't talk about the video booth experience while we were having sex, so I had no idea what part of it had excited her. I was just so glad to be getting attacked by her that I was not going to risk fucking it up by hitting on any points that freaked her out.

The one time I started to say something during the exchange, she was in the process of ripping my jeans off. I was about to speak when she stuffed my cock into her mouth like a starving woman. Needless to say, all thoughts of speech left my head and I fell back on the pillow and held on for dear life. 

At first, I went with it, but soon realized that I had to stop her or I was going to cum way too soon tonight. I tried to pull her off and move onto something else, but she was not deterred. I told her not to make me cum, but she refused to listen. Soon, I was blowing a month's worth of cum down her throat and into her belly. I was amazed by not only the quantity of cum I spurted into her mouth, but also the fact that she took it all down like a champ. I was incredibly impressed.

I never had a chance to worry about sex session being over, because she came up and planted her cum covered mouth over mine and we kissed heavily as she peeled her clothes off. 

I would like to say that I took control at this moment, but she was a woman possessed. She stood long enough to get completely naked and then crawled onto the bed and straddled my face. She planted her pussy right onto my mouth and started grinding against my mouth. I love to eat her pussy, so I gave her everything I had. I nibbled, I bit, I licked and sucked her like crazy as she moaned, squealed and ground herself to an orgasm. As her body shook, shivered and expended its sexual energy, she leaned forward and took my semi-erect cock back into her mouth and lovingly suckled it. I busied myself with nibbling and licking that wonderful pussy while her orgasm subsided.

I won't spend the entire story on these details, but we fucked several times throughout the night and I was even awakened to another blowjob, which finished just like the last, with a little less cum this time. The woman had literally drained me about dry throughout the night.

Chapter 3 - The Follow-Up

I went to work with a big smile on my face that day and decided that I had to know what got her so charged up. I promised myself that I would speak with her about it at dinner that night. Whatever it was that got her going, I wanted to know so I could repeat it. We had several days left in New York, so if I could discover this magic bullet, I would exploit it. Now that we've had incredible sex again, I wanted much more of it.

As I attended meetings, her plan for the day was to shop, which she does every chance she gets while in the city. About noon, I was surprised to find out that my meeting which was to last the entire afternoon was canceled and so I had some unexpected free time. I couldn't help but smile as that would give us more time together this trip and so I headed out for the hotel. 

I figured she was shopping, so didn't worry about sending her a text as I thought It would be a nice surprise for her when she got back from shopping. To gauge how much longer she'd be gone I sent her a quick text asking how the shopping trip was going. 

As I walked, she didn't reply, but that wasn't unusual for her as her phone stays on silent a lot and I didn't expect her to reply quickly if she was trying on clothes or paying for something. As I arrived at the hotel and got to our room, I was somewhat surprised to find that there were several new shopping bags already there. 

I thought, "Wow, she's shopped so much that she had to drop stuff off and then start again." All I could do was laugh and peek at her purchases. I was very pleased to see that she had made some sexy clothing choices and I knew that would benefit me in all the right ways. Apparently, the night of sex had gotten her wanting a repeat performance as well.

I turned on the TV and debated whether to text her again. She might be at lunch and might like some company, but again, I didn't want to ruin her shopping experience, so just let it sit. I figured if she was at lunch that she'd be back soon anyway.

While I watched TV, my mind kept running back through the night before and I tried to figure out what had turned her on so much. Needless to say, my cock got really hard and I was tempted to jack off; however, I didn't know when she'd be back to the room.

It was then that I had a great idea that would ultimately change my life, for better or worse. We have an app on our phone we can use to track each other. We didn't do it for creepy purposes, rather, we forced it onto our kids when they were younger and then just added ourselves so we were all in it together. To date, none of us had ever used the app for anything, but it would help me figure out where she was at and if I had time to masturbate before she returned to the room. I couldn't help but smile at my ingenuity.

I tapped the app and waiting while it went through a process to update everyone's locations. When hers showed up, I was initially excited because she was only a block or two away. I knew there were no department stores there, so she must be walking back to the hotel or having lunch at one of the many places in Midtown. 

I watched the app for a few minutes and forced a refresh a time or two, but she didn't move. I decided to use the time to change clothes out of my business attire. Needless to say, I felt incredibly naughty when I took the opportunity to furiously beat my cock while watching the application on my phone to ensure Stacy didn't move from where she was.

I had cum so much in the previous twelve hours that it almost felt like a challenge to cum again, but I took up that challenge. I was very gratified when my cock began to spasm and an impressive load squirted out of my cock and into my hand.

"I must just need the right material," I thought with a smile.

Chapter 4 – The Phone App Surprise

Afterward, I finished changing clothes and turned my attention back to TV. After 15 minutes or so, I checked the app again and Stacy was still stationary. I began to wonder if she'd lost her phone someplace, because she had not replied to my first text yet. Surely, she would look at her phone sometime during lunch. Finally, I decided to follow the signal to see where it took me. 

I left the hotel, relaxed and having fun with my little hunting trip and walked around the block to the approximate location of her phone. Now understand, these apps aren't going to get you within two feet or anything, so when I got to where the dot was on the phone, there were still a lot of options there. Midtown has no shortage of restaurants to choose from. However, I was mildly surprised when I saw that also at this location was the adult video store that started our night of perfect sex. 

I thought it was an odd coincidence, but dismissed any other thought of it almost immediately.

She had to be around her somewhere so I peeked into a restaurant or two, but didn't see her in any of them. I was sure her phone wasn't lost the night before, because she would've called me from the hotel to tell me so. 

Again, I was sure she had to be close by, so I decided to step back into the video store to look around and burn some time until she popped out of a nearby restaurant and the app showed her moving again.




Glory Hole Discovery



The store was a bit emptier today then the night before, but I really had no idea when their busy time would be anyway. While looking around, I did notice no one was at the door to the video booths, but again, I didn't really know the ebb and flow of the adult store business so didn't give it too much thought. 

I did take a quick look around to see if Stacy had come back for a toy or other sexy surprise for me, but she definitely wasn't around the movies and toys. I thought that was too bad, because it would've been fun to catch her being naughty like that. 

While wandering around I kept my eye on the app and Stacy was still stationary, so I just kept wandering. I opted to head toward the booths and maybe spend some of the singles I still had in my wallet on some of those other videos. I actually snickered at how horny I still was after all the sex I have had recently.

Without much more thought to it, I headed back and that's when I noticed the store actually had more occupants than I'd originally thought. They were just hovering back in the booth area. I originally got nervous, because I didn't want to get caught up in anything, but then I saw a guy come out of a booth with a smile on his face and tell one of the guys standing outside of it that it was well worth the wait. 

I was taken aback and confused, but deeply curious now. I'm sure I looked stupefied as the same man eased past me, out the door and back onto the street. I watched him go and turned in time to see the door he walked out of close with another occupant inside. Stupidly, I was wondering what movie could be so great to cause this reaction and buzz. Mainly to get out of the way, I moved over and stood behind another guy that was standing near another door. 

I looked around and noticed that there were guys standing around particular booths even though there were open booths in the area. It was then it hit me... there must be something special happening in these particular booths. I grinned and thought, "Oh shit, someone is being very bad in one of these booths." 

I had all kinds of thoughts run through me then. I've always been somewhat of a voyeur and thinking about what might be happening inside one of the booths really excited me. Maybe a couple was having sex or a woman was masturbating or someone was giving blowjobs through the glory holes. The possibilities were endless and I hoped it lasted long enough for me to get my turn to watch.

My cock got hard and I checked my phone to see if Stacy had moved yet. Luckily, she had not. I had never cheated on my wife and didn't plan to get caught up in any action myself, but damn, I just had to see it. The voyeur in me couldn't turn away from this opportunity. 

I stood semi-impatiently as the door by me opened and the guy in front of me went in as another came out. I kept checking the app and Stacy was either stationary or my phone signal had crapped out. I also noticed that a couple more guys had come and were standing in what appeared to be two lines. There was the booth I was by where I was now first in line and then there was a booth next to my booth with no line and then a line by the booth on the other side of it. It made sense that whatever was happening was in the middle booth and we could see it from our respective side booths.

I focused then and tried to hear past all the white noise of porno movies with their requisite fucking, slurping and screaming noises. I listened closely to see if I could distinguish any real life voices from the videos. After a couple seconds I was able to discern that some of the moans and slurping I heard were indeed real people and not actors on video. I had to see this.

After a seeming eternity, the door opened for my booth and a guy walked out still zipping up and looking happy from his stay in there. Not wanting to lose my spot to someone looking to jump in line, I went in right away, closed and locked the door. I checked my phone app one more time and it really looked like I was right on top of where Stacy was located. Still, stupidly, I put my phone in my pocket and let my eyes adjust to the darkness as I slipped dollar bills into the video machine. 

My eyes kept going to glory hole and I swear I could see shadows and hear noises through there. Even though I wanted to watch, part of the experience is the intense build up and being forced to wait. Accordingly, I was trying to extend the suspense and flipped through channels until I found a woman being gangbanged by a group of men. They were fucking her hard and she was loving it. I had to smile because I could watch whatever I wanted without Stacy here to judge my choices. 

I left the channel there, straddled the bench and moved close to the hole to see what I could see. To my surprise a hand shot through the hole and reached for my crotch. I immediately moved away, because I was taken aback and never really planned to join the action. Uncertainly, I watch the hand grope around the air looking for its prize. I wondered what to do. It was very tempting after all. 

I then began to notice things. Firstly, it was either a woman's hand, or the hand of a very slender man with painted nails and woman's jewelry. Secondly, I looked closely at the hand and saw it was a left hand and had a wedding ring set on it. I leaned in closer for a look at the seemingly familiar wedding set when the hand disappeared back through the hole. I guessed that the hand's owner got tired of searching and went on to something else.

By then, my big head was beginning to think and what it was thinking was, "Oh shit." I had to lean forward to confirm my suspicion as the puzzle pieces fell into place. I got as close to the hole as possible and looked through. 

All I saw was the back of a woman dressed in a miniskirt. She was topless and straddling the bench with her face toward the hole on the opposite wall. I saw her luxurious auburn hair flow around her shoulders as her head bobbed up and down on what could only be a cock. She was sucking the hell out of the lucky bastard on the other side of that wall. 

I tried to tell myself that I couldn't be sure who it was, but then I focused on the tattoo on her left shoulder blade. How many sexy auburn-haired beauties could have the same tattoo of her husband and children's names around a flower? Especially when the names match mine and my daughters. It was confirmed. There was indeed a lady sucking cocks through the glory holes. The woman was my wife, Stacy. The app had given me her exact location.

Chapter 5 – Not What I Was Expecting

My mind was reeling. It had been at least 30 minutes since I first searched her on the app and so she'd been here for awhile at least. I sat stunned and watched my wife's head pump up and down on another man's cock and then watched as she reached under herself to slip her finger under her thong and rub her pussy. The miniskirt she wore gave me the perfect view of her ass and her fingers working her clit.

I was stunned, pissed off and strangely conflicted. However, I was also not making any moves to stop her. The voyeur in me had to watch; had to see what happened. My breathing was ragged and I could feel my cock was rock hard and dying to escape from my jeans. 

Before I could put much further thought into it, I reached through the hole and slipped a finger into my wife's sopping wet cunt. She started at the touch, but moaned loudly when my finger started stroking in and out of her hole. Now, besides moving her head up and down on a strange cock, she was rocking back and forth on my hand. 

I took the opportunity to look around inside her booth and saw that this was indeed premeditated on her part. She was wearing a new, revealing outfit, which I'd never seen before and there was an open box of condoms on the bench in front of her with several individual, unopened packages dumped out near it. Looking around more, I now saw what I had missed up to this point. On the floor in front of the glory hole she was servicing were several condoms on the floor which appeared to be used and full of cum. I could only assume the floor directly in front of my glory hole had the same view. My only response was to slip a second finger into her and think, "At least she's practicing safe sex." 

Which as I thought it, was completely idiotic of me. My wife of 25+ years was cheating on me with complete strangers and I was just glad she was safe. What can I say? My cock was the dominate brain thinking at that moment and I was enraptured by the sex goddess that was my wife.

My thoughts were interrupted by her voice when she said, "That's it baby, give me all that cum. Give it too me you fucker."

I refocused as she raised up and I saw her arm jacking up and down as a faint groan from the man on the other side of the wall indicated he was loosing a load of jizz into the condom. 

When next her hand moved, I saw her drop another used condom onto the floor and lean forward again. She muttered, "Thank you baby" and made kissing noises as I could only assume she was kissing his bare cock. 

I'm not sure that made sense, because why use a condom at all, if you're still going to kiss it afterward, but I just watched. 

Before I realized it, she pulled her pussy away from my hand, spun back around, inserted a few more dollars into the video machine and sat on the bench staring at the screen. I looked and it was showing a scene where a woman was sucking a bunch of cocks. She glanced at my hole and I pulled away so she couldn't see me. I more felt, than saw or heard, her lean forward toward my hole. 

She was the one cheating and here I was, scared shitless that she'd catch me. I saw only her mouth at the hole and she whispered sexily, "Thank you for the fingers honey, are you ready for me to take care of you now?"

With that, her hand came back through the hole and immediately found my hard cock. This time, I let her feel me and made no move to stop her when she pulled my zipper down. I loosened my belt and dropped my pants as I moved closer to the hole. Her tiny hand gripped my cock and pulled me closer until I was through the hole. 

She kissed my cock and said, "hello sweetie" and then released my rod. I stayed there obediently and waited for whatever was next. I heard plastic wrapper sounds next door and soon felt a condom being rolled down my cock. I was amazed. It was a much larger turn on than I expected, and especially so because she was unrolling it with her mouth. Fuck, I had no idea how hot my wife could be.

Her tongue lolled around my cock magically while installing the condom and then she pulled off and started stroking me. I felt her shift and then waited patiently as she alternately stroked and sucked my cock. At first, I couldn't understand why she didn't suck me like a wild woman as she'd done the other guy as I watched; then, realization dawned. She was splitting time between me and another cock coming out the other wall. 

Realistically, that should've pissed me off, but instead the opposite happened. When her mouth again touched my condom-wrapped cock, I just knew that it had just been on another stranger's cock and I exploded. I thought I'd had some big orgasms the night before, but this was beyond that. It was beyond anything I'd ever done. I groaned loudly and heard her giggle as I maxed out the condom's capacity with a huge load of sperm. 

Like she'd done an unknown number of times already, she treated me just like everyone else that day. She pulled the condom off, dropped it on the floor and gave my cock a kiss. I surprised her a little bit when I pressed forward and the head of my cock popped into her mouth. Her only response to my action was to give an extended, "Mmmmmhmmm" before giving the tip one big suck and moving back to finish the business at the other wall.

I was at a loss as what to do next. Did I stay or did I go? Part of me was thinking that it wouldn't be fair to the guys outside if I stayed in here. Then I mentally slapped myself. How fucking stupid am I? She's my wife, I have every right to be there. They are the ones that don't! Still, I fought it. Do I stay? Do I go to the hotel and wait for her to contact me?

Again, even though my cock was spent, I was surprised to find that I was still incredibly turned on. I was flushed, excited and just wanted to watch my wife do these things. Therefore, I opted to stay. 

I leaned forward just in time to hear Stacy say, "I hate the way these taste," and watch her drop a used but unfilled condom on the floor. 

I didn't have to wonder long what was happening because her head went back down and she started sucking cock again. I knew, I just knew, that now she was sucking a bare cock. I thought, "so much for safe sex," as my cock twitched in the very beginning stages of getting hard again.

I couldn't help but wonder if it was my own fault, because I was the one that pushed my bare cock into her mouth and she might have decided that it tasted much better than condom.

I watched as her finger went back to her cunt and soon she was draining the cock at the other wall. This time though, she was slurping. It was the same slurping sound she made last night when she drained the cum from my balls and swallowed it all down. She cooed and moaned nonstop as, I assumed, she swallowed her first load of cum at the glory hole. All I could do was wonder what I had started.

As she said her goodbyes to the guy next door, she peeked back into my booth and I stood out of sight so she would think the place was empty. I felt like I could always get another go at her mouth if she stayed much longer and I could get fully hard again.

After giving her time to move away from the hole, I peeked back through and she was removing her thong and sitting back down to watch the video and stroke her pussy. Fuck, she's a sexy woman. I watched as her hand rested on the hole in the other wall until a cock poked through. This time, she stroked it idly while watching the video on the screen and fingering herself. She moaned sexily as she worked to bring herself off. 

Soon she was stroking the cock through the wall in tempo with her fingering and it was going fast. Within two minutes, the cock in her hand surprised her by jetting out a spurt of cum that flew the length of her arm and hit her face. The first spurt landed squarely on her cheek and the second hit her shoulder and dripped down her chest as the rest covered her hand and arm. She quit fingering herself and immediately put her mouth over the spitting monster. This time, she got on the floor to the side of the hole so I could see her sucking the tool into her mouth.

I felt I could watch this all day when I jumped at a knock at my door. Apparently, the natives were restless. I whispered, "go away" and fed a couple more dollars into the video machine to ensure the manager didn't come in there and kick me out. 

There was another knock at the door and a voice said, "Come on man, hurry up, I want a turn."

I leaned in again and said, "Get in the other line. I'm not leaving."

I heard some grumbling and a muttered, "Fuck this shit," and felt satisfied the encounter was over.

Chapter 6 – Unintended Consequences

When next I heard the knock, I started to pull my jeans up and confront the fucker when I realized that the knock wasn't on my door. My initial thought was I'm glad he's harassing the other guy, but when I was about to relax, I heard my wife say, "Occupied, what do you want?"

He was knocking at my wife's door now. I dropped down and peeked through the hole. My wife was standing at her door, with only her boots and miniskirt on while a cock still poked through the other hole.

The guy at her door said, "Open up, the asshole next door won't leave."

She replied, "No, no I'm not letting you in here, wait your turn."

"Come on lady, I'll be in and out. Let me in please," he replied.

"No, please go away," was her response and I hoped it was over.

He was insistent though and this time threatened, "Listen slut, open up or I'll call the cops and tell them you're a prostitute in here."

She blurted, "That's not true!"

He replied, "It doesn't matter if it's true, you'll still get in trouble."

I thought, "Don't fall for it," but it was too late.

She sounded scared now when she responded, "No don't do that, please!"

"Just open up," he said brusquely.

In my head I'm screaming, "No no no!", but I made no move to stop it. 

Why I continued to maintain an observation role only, I have no idea. I treated it like I was watching it on screen, rather than in real life. It was all so very surreal.

I continued to do nothing when she assented and opened the door so the man could step into the booth with my half naked wife. He immediately closed and locked it behind him. She was now trapped in there with him.

He said with a lighter tone to his voice, "I would never call the police, but thanks for letting me in. Now, let's get to this."

Without preamble, he dropped his pants and pulled out an impressive cock. He smiled and stared at her expectantly.

She looked nervous as fuck and said, "I suck you the same as everyone else and you leave, right?"

"Of course," he replied with a smile.

At that, she simply squatted and took him into her mouth. No other argument, no other hesitation, just straight to work.

I was blown away. I leaned as close to the hole as I could and saw the guy looking through it at me. He grinned widely and mouthed silently, "Fuck you asshole."

She sucked him like that for about five minutes when he pulled her head from his cock and sat straddling the bench with his back against the hole so I couldn't see anything. Then he said, "get back to it bitch."

I was blocked out, but I heard shifting and the now familiar sucking and slurping noises started up again. She was now sucking a guy right in the booth with her and they were locked in there together.

I tried to ascertain what was happening through the sounds, but for a bit all I heard were the sounds of her sucking. He began talking to her loud enough so I could hear, "Yeah slut, suck that cock. I'm here because the asshole next door wouldn't leave. Apparently, he likes to watch. Do you know him?"

I knew there was no way she could know who I was, unless she just absolutely recognized my cock in the mix of all the others, which I seriously doubted. That was confirmed when she replied with a muffled negative, "unh-uh" noise. I assumed she never stopped sucking his cock when she replied.

He continued the questioning, "So that isn't your husband in there?"

Again with the "unh uh" and then, "My husband is in meetings all day, I won't see him until tonight."

"I see, so you're a dirty slut that sucks strangers' cocks during the day while your husband works," he countered.

She replied, a little breathlessly as she tried to talk and continue her ministrations, "Not usually, this is my first time doing anything like this and when I followed my curiosity, I just couldn't stop... You're cock is gorgeous."

He groaned loudly as she went back to sucking him, "Fuck bitch, you can suck cock," he muttered and was only answered this time with an "mmmmmhmm" noise.

He continued, "I bet your husband is busy as hell right now trying to make a living and you're here acting like a slut."

She whimpered, "Stop it." 

"it's true, he's working to keep you happy and you're here keeping all of us happy," he countered.

She sounded pouty when she replied this time, "Stop it, I can't help it, I'm going to quit."

I couldn't understand why a guy would harass a woman giving him a free blowjob, but it became clear soon enough.

Chapter 7 – Realizations

"It's because you're a dirty slut that's why," he said.

She stopped sucking long enough to say, "Noooooo."




Glory Hole Discovery



"Yes, it's true, because the more I talk about you being a cheating cunt and your husband has no idea, the harder you suck my cock. It's true isn't it?" He queried

This time, all I heard was sucking and then I heard gagging. By the sounds, she was bobbing her head up and down his cock at a furious base and repeatedly slamming his cock into the back of her throat. She was either really turned on or trying to finish him off so he'd leave.

He continued, "Say it slut. You're sucking me even harder now and it's not to finish me off. You're a cunt and love this shit. You're a filthy whore, admit it."

Again, no response, if anything she went faster and harder. I could only imagine her head looked like a blur as it had to be moving so fast.

He groaned and then I heard her stop suddenly, but with an accompanying pop as if her mouth came off his cock with full suction still being applied.

He said, "Say it cunt, tell me you love it."

"Please, don't... don't," she pleaded.

"Say it. You know it's true," he said.

"I... I can't," she whimpered.

"You're pleading, but you can't take your eyes off my cock while you say it. Admit it and you'll enjoy it even more. Go ahead, say it," he commanded.

"I... I... I love it," she finally admitted.

I could hear the satisfaction in his voice when he next asked, "You love what?"

"I love being a dirty slut," she stammered.

He continued, "And it turns you on to be here while your husband is off working. He's clueless and you're now a slut. Right?"

"Yes," she dragged it out like she was getting comfortable with the idea. It sounded like a satisfied, "Yeeeeessss."

I was stunned. I didn't know if I wanted to stab this guy through the hole with whatever I could find in my pocket, or thank him, because surprisingly, hearing my wife's confession made the most erotic feeling of my life wash over me.

"Oh fuck, I like this?" I whispered to myself in surprise, "Does this make me a cuckold?"

The pain of betrayal was there. The anger was real. It ripped through my entire being. I felt it to my very core. It was a conflict of emotions that threatened to render me asunder physically. My world was rocked off of its axis. I tried to rationalize, I tried to put words to the pain. Finally, a word popped into my head and I was surprised to realize it was true. The word was–-exquisite. 

Moments after my wife had a realization of her deep seated desire to be a dirty slut, I came to my own realization. I loved it. I loved watching. I loved spying, in fact. I knew that if she realized I was there that she might act differently, but instead I was getting the unfiltered version of her and I was loving it. 

How I would feel later? I had no idea, but for now, I was hooked and wanted more.

I was yanked out of my thoughts by a change on the other side of the wall. 

Chapter 8 – The Show

"Get up," he said simply.

I can only assume she complied, because there was shifting and he no longer blocked the wall.

"You've been a terrible slut. That poor cock sticking through that hole has been neglected. Do your job slut."

I was surprised when she said meekly, "Yes sir."

I had heard that tone before, when we played with our bondage stuff. She sounded that way when she gave control over to me. I knew at that moment, that at least for the next little while, she had given herself to this stranger in the booth with her. A man that already knew her needs better than I. A man who didn't even know her name, nor did she know his. 

All I knew was that my cock was painfully hard. Even though I didn't admit it to myself then, the stranger also had a hold over me too, because when he moved from the wall I wanted to fall on my knees and thank him profusely. I was peeking through again in no time and heard him speak to me directly, "Are you ready for a show asshole?"

I didn't reply, because I couldn't find my voice and wasn't sure he really required a response anyway, as he didn't await an answer. Instead, he stepped aside and I could see Stacy servicing the cock sticking out of the other wall.

He walked to her side, gripped a handful of lovely auburn hair and moved her head faster. When I saw this, I wasn't sure what her reaction would be, but then I heard a moan of pleasure come from her as she let him pump her head up and down the cock in her mouth.

"Get on your hands and knees on the bench slut and let him fuck your whore mouth," he commanded.

She pulled off the cock and immediately complied with only a simple, "Yes sir."

I was so excited at this point that I almost came as I viewed her balance herself on the narrow bench with her sopping wet pussy right in front of my hole, less than an arm's length away. She placed her face against the opposite wall as ordered and I heard the now familiar noise of her blowjobs.

A knock at my door interrupted me and I heard someone say, "Feed the video booth or get the fuck out!"

I could only assume it was the manager and I was taken aback when I discovered that I had completely forgotten about feeding the video machine. I scrambled for more singles and fed them into the machine, no longer even caring what was on the screen.

I heard him then knock on Stacy and the stranger's door and say the same thing. 

"Keep going," the stranger told her and I saw him pull a wad a one-dollar bills from his pants on the floor and feed the machine. 

He had plenty of them, so it looked like he could stay there indefinitely. I, on the other hand, only had about ten left. I didn't know exactly how much time that would get me, but I loathed the idea of leaving the booth for someone else to get into.

I watched as he finished feeding the machine and was back to moving her head up and down. Suddenly, he pressed her face against the wall and stopped there. I heard her slurping and gulping and knew she was swallowing the load of yet another stranger into her stomach. 

He muttered, "Good girl, good girl," as she obediently sucked it all down.

She made noises indicating she was happy he was pleased and he removed her head from the cock in the hole and moved it back to his cock. I caught a glimpse of the one in the wall before it was removed and it was about average size like mine. It was the first time I saw the comparison between an average one and the cock of the stranger in the booth. His was very impressive indeed. At least 3-4 inches longer and so big around, my wife's mouth looked stretched when she opened wide so he could continue the assault on her throat. Her fingers couldn't even wrap all the way around the girth of the thing.

I just had to get involved, so I reached my hand through and pressed two fingers into her pussy again. At this point she was apparently ready for anything, because instead of jumping, she pressed eagerly back into me. I began finger banging her and she moaned happily as he pulled out of her mouth and began slapping his big meat stick against her tongue and lips. The adoration in her eyes was apparent and the very exquisite pain returned full force. For the first time, I wondered if I would ever even get my wife back after this.

Soon though, another cock came through the hole on the other side and he pushed her back to it. She didn't even hesitate and started sucking away happily.

Chapter 9 – Ownership

The stranger then reached over and gripped my wrist. Not in a cruel manner, but just to make me stop what I was doing. As I pulled away, Stacy made a frustrated whimper because I'm sure she was about to cum all over my hand. Which was exactly what I was attempting to make her do before the stranger made me stop and ruined it for her.

After shooing my hand away, the stranger began slipping two of his fingers in and out and she began making cooing noises again. I practically had my face pushed through the hole and saw the stranger look at me and smile before straddling the bench behind her. 

I had seen enough to know a lot of things at that moment. I knew my wife was out of control in her lust. I knew that she had moved from sucking condom-covered cocks and dropping them on the floor full of jizz to sucking bare cocks and drinking the cum down. I knew that she was enraptured by this stranger and would likely do anything he said. Yet, I was still stunned when he lined his big cock up with her pussy and began working himself inside of her.

At first, she made no notice that it was anything other than fingers, but when the crown of his manhood went in past her lips, she pulled off the cock she was sucking and gasped.

"No, no, no," she pleaded, "I'm only sucking cock!"

His answer was to grip her waist and continue to press into her delicious hole. I had the perfect view as I crouched lower in my booth to see him enter her. I had fucked her for many years, but this cock was so much larger than mine that I'm sure she felt like it was the first time she'd ever been fucked. She'd always enjoyed my cock; it's not like I'm tiny, or even small. My cock just wasn't as big as this stranger's.

She gasped, not in horror but in pleasure, "Oh fuck!"

He asked confidently, "Are you sure you want me to stop?"

"Oh God, oh God, I wasn't going to fuck today. Oh fuck, it feels so good!" She replied.

I could hear the grin in his voice when he asked again, "So, slut wife of some unknowing asshole, do you want me to take my cock out of your tight married cunt or not?"

He pushed in a little more as he spoke, making her put both hands on the wall in front her and start moaning even louder than the running video machine.

Her next reply was half-hearted, at best, "You're wearing a condom, right?"

It hit me like a shovel in the face. He wasn't wearing a condom! I figured he'd lie at this point, but he apparently knew the control he held over her. His response was to pull out about two inches and push in a little deeper, she was shaking uncontrollably at this point and the sounds of her gasping only indicated she was feeling extreme levels of pleasure. At this point, he had about two-thirds of his cock buried into my wife. 

He then said, "No cunt, I don't have on a condom. You're a slut wife, act like a slut wife. I can pull out if you want, but..."

He pushed in more and said maliciously, "You don't want me to, do you?"

I couldn't really see around him, but between his and her legs I thought I saw her nod her head like she wanted him to pull out.

He said, "Really? Okay then, but I think I'll stop now."

With this he started pulling out until only the tip was inside of her beautifully stretched vagina.

He did know her better than me, because she began to plead, "No, no, no, don't stop! Please, fucking God, don't stop!"

He stayed perfectly still with only the head of his cock in. He may have moved in a little bit and then pulled back out, but just enough to tease her. 

He mockingly said then, "Oh, so now you want me to fuck you? Without a condom?"

"Yes, yes, please just fuck me. Fuck me right fucking now!" She gasped.

"Even without a condom, that would make you a huge slut. You don't even know my name," he replied.

"I don't care, I don't care, I don't care!" She practically screamed.

He wouldn't relent, he continued to force her to face what she'd become when next he said, "Tell me what you are."

She knew what he wanted and she was willing to give it when she replied, "I'm a slut wife, I have a husband, he's working, and I'm sucking and fucking other men. I've never had a cock like yours and I want you to fuck me now. Fuck me without a condom, fuck me hard, I don't care, just fuck me!"

He pushed in a little deeper and asked, "What is your husband's name."

She replied immediately, "Aaron, his name is Aaron."

His voice was rough with lust when he said, "Aaron is your small-cocked husband, but who owns this cunt?"

She practically screamed, "You! You own it! I don't know your goddamned name but you own me now!"

He snarled, "Suck the cock in front of you whore!"

Without hesitation I saw her sink her head back onto the cock on the other side of the wall. The stranger pushed her head against the wall and then I saw him pull his cock out to just the head.

Without warning, he tensed his entire body and slammed every inch of his massive meat pole into my wife's tight cunt. I watched it resist the entire way, but I saw that he had the leverage and he gave no quarter. My mouth fell open when his balls slapped up against her clit. He was hitting depths inside of her that hadn't ever been touched by me. Other than childbirth, this was the first thing that had ever filled her vagina so completely.

I heard her try to scream, but she couldn't because her throat was full of cock and he wasn't letting her up for air. I thought the scream was from pain, but my focus on their conjoined genitals told me the true story. Instead, she was having the largest orgasm of her entire life. 

I watched in amazement as the lips of her cunt convulsed rapidly around his shaft and her body shook like she had 10,000 volts of electrical current going through her. This must have lasted a solid two minutes before the spasms ended and her spent body tried to collapse underneath him. 

He had made her cum wholly without clitoral stimulation, which is another thing that I had never been able to do. He had bested me at sex his very first time in her pussy. I felt like the lesser man, but again the pain was, somehow, marvelous and just heightened my excitement.

He didn't let her collapse and wrapped a strong arm under her tummy to lift her back up onto her knees and let her head go. She pulled off the cock on the wall, whimpering and muttering nonsensically. I could've sworn I heard her tell him that she loved him, but that was when he took his turn. 

He pulled his cock back and then slammed back into her again, but this time he did not stop. He took long, hard strokes and fucked her with a vengeance.

He told her to take care of the cock coming through the wall, but the way he was hammering her, she couldn't do anything other than wrap a hand around it and try to stroke it while he plowed her deeper and harder than she had ever experienced before.

Apparently, the guy on the other side of the wall was turned on too, because just her stroking him was all it took for him to cut loose with several large spurts of cum. It was hard for me to see this, but I saw cum flying and as Stacy hung her head low trying to breathe, I saw more of it dripping off her chin. The guy must have painted her with sperm.

I was stroking my cock in speed with the stranger fucking my wife. By then, I was sitting on the filthy floor of my booth with my eyes pressed against the hole and stroking a cock that hadn't been this hard for so long in many years. I know for a fact that I'd never cum so many times straight, not even as a teenager with a fixation on masturbation. Consequently, that just led to more embarrassment when I still reached orgasm a good two to three minutes before the stranger. Even with him having the benefit of an extremely wet and tight vagina wrapped around his big member, he was able to last longer than I.

During that short time period, immediately after my release of sexual tension, I felt the pain and betrayal again. At that moment, I hated the entire thing so very very much. My wife was now loudly begging him to bang her married cunt and take what was his. The words coming from her mouth were like nothing I'd ever heard in our raunchiest of sex sessions. 

He asked her, "I'm gonna cum you worthless married slut. Where does you husband want me to cum?"

Between ragged pain and pleasure breaths she replied, "He wouldn't want this at all, he would divorce me!"

If she only knew how wrong she was.

His response was, "Do you care slut? My cock is more important than years of marriage right?"

It hurt again when without hesitation she replied, "Yes, yes, your cock is the best, you own my cheating married cunt!"

He smacked her ass and asked again, "Then where does your small dicked, loving husband want this huge cock to cum?"

She moaned, "That small cocked bastard would want a real man to cum in my cunt! Fill my married cunt up with real man sperm!"

He just laughed and smacked her ass again before growling, "Good answer bitch."

Unbelievably, upon hearing them belittle me so, my cock was approaching full hardness again. I watched as the stranger stroked her cunt several more times and then slammed home one final time. 

He was holding firmly onto her tiny waist with his member fully ensconced inside of my wife when I saw his big testicles begin contracting with orgasm. He unloaded unknown amounts of sperm into my slut wife. The first sperm other than mine in our entire relationship. I was both devastated and exhilarated.

About the third pulse of his big cock, she moaned, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming again, I'm cumming you big cocked bastard!"

Her body shook in an uncontrolled spasm again, which I'm sure milked even more cum out of his huge balls. That is, if the way he groaned was any indication whatsoever.

He came so much that I saw some of it squeeze past their connected sex organs between convulsions and begin to drip onto the bench below. He held her up until he was done shooting every last drop into her womb and then he let her waist go. She had no strength left and collapsed onto the bench straddling it.

He stepped off the bench and again made eye contact with me asking, "That was a good show, right asshole?"

I could not talk. My wife was lying face down on the bench with her arms and legs hanging loosely on either side. Her face, breasts, tummy and cunt pressed against a bench. Her cunt was absolutely destroyed. It was gaped wide open and leaking huge amounts of juices. I couldn't know the thoughts going through her head, but the noises she made could only be described as cooing. There was no way misinterpret the facts. She was in heaven.

She didn't move when a hand came out of the other wall's hole and began to grope her gorgeous body. Though, I saw her gaping vagina spasm slightly a few times as if the touch brought on another mini orgasm. She had been cooing nonstop so it was difficult to tell.

It occurred to me then that I also had no idea what kind of sex drive my wife actually had. I'd always thought she was a one and done girl, but if this is any indication of the truth, then I had been neglecting her needs for years. 

I almost laughed again when I realized that I was blaming myself for this when she was the one cheating. Couldn't she just have told me she needed more? The big question is; did she even know before today that she needed more? I believe the latter is closer to the truth than the former. I believe our brief visit to this very store last night awakened something inside of her that neither of us knew existed. 

I know she bought a box of condoms and brought them with her, so this was planned on her part. Nevertheless, I have no idea what drove her here without telling me first. Maybe, like me, the thoughts made her a little sick and ashamed to feel this way. Maybe, we're both in the same boat where this is concerned. Both of us disgusted by it, but also loving it so very much.

Chapter 10 – Call Me, Not Maybe

Those were thoughts for later though when I again focused and saw that she gave no protestation at all when the stranger opened her purse, and took her phone out. She freely mumbled the passcode when asked, and he spent about 2 minutes tapping away on the screen. 

When he dropped it back into her purse, he took a ten-dollar bill from her purse and fed it into the machine. I had no idea it would take larger bills. That was good information. Again, a stupid thought at a stupid time.

He patted her ass and said, "I put my number into your phone. You will find it and call me. Oh yeah, and you missed a text from your husband."




Glory Hole Discovery



With that he began dressing as she laid there without acknowledging his words, just moaning and slowly coming back to her senses.

I couldn't take my eyes off her cunt and couldn't hold back my urges any longer. I reached through my hole and began rubbing her messy sex. Her vagina was burning hot, puffy and soaked with their sex juices. It felt electric to my touch.

The stranger took his time dressing while the hands from the two glory holes explored my wife. With a final look at her, he stepped over her body on the bench, unlocked the door and walked out. He didn't say another word to me or even acknowledge my existence when he left. Of course, there was no reason he should. After all, he had no idea that I was really her husband, whom he had just successfully cuckolded; and at the same time, made Stacy and me love it.

Chapter 11 – Mistakes Were Made

Me and the stranger in the other booth continued to rub my wife as she came back to her senses. About the time I thought she'd recovered enough to get up and leave, her booth door opened again.

"Uh oh," I thought, "she didn't lock it."

Of course, she hadn't. She was on an entirely different planet after that fuck and the last thing on her mind was trivialities, such as locking the door behind the stranger who now owned her cunt.

She was starting to rise at the interruption, when a new man stepped in. He eyed her up and down as she stood shakily from the bench to face him. I can imagine his thoughts. A medium height, auburn haired beauty, with rumpled hair, smeared makeup and cum dripping from her face, chest and legs. The stench of sex permeated the air in and around the booth. 

He must have approved, because he gripped her shoulders, turned her around and applied pressure to indicate she should get to her knees. I'm not sure if she went willingly or was just too weak to stand on her own yet, but she complied. 

He bent her over the bench so her face was toward the video screen and her ass toward the door. In fact, he didn't even close the door. Rather, he just dropped his pants, got on his knees behind her and rammed inside of her.

She protested weakly, apparently still half out of it, "No, no, no."

But he didn't stop. Instead he fucked her hard and fast until her breathing changed and she was moaning loudly again. 

She went from "No, no, no" to "More, more, more."

He wasn't as big or good as the stranger, but she seemed to no longer care. He fucked her for only two to three minutes before he groaned and added his load to the stranger's.

He quickly backed away, pulled up his pants and left. The door was still open, so the next guy just walked in and repeated the process.

At this point, I was beyond numb. It had already gone so far, but this... this thing right here, I should've stopped, right? I should've stopped the men and confronted my wife. I should've done anything other than what I did. 

However, instead of stopping it all, I got up, opened my booth door and joined the line outside. The booth on the other side had emptied out too and there were now two lines forming to either side of my wife's open booth door.

From my count, I was the sixth man to fuck her in that position, not including the stranger who had first fucked her. As the ones in front of me fucked her, she got further into it and coaxed them along, begging them to use her married slut cunt while her small-cocked husband was at work. 

She had definitely embraced her new role. Even with men who had no idea what it meant. Several of them were even smaller in size than me, but still she stayed in character. Looking back now, I'm sure she was still dreaming it was the big cocked stranger.

I would like to say that when my turn came I fucked her for half an hour, savagely taking out my anger and frustration on her, while making her cum nonstop the entire time. Unfortunately, it didn't work out that way.

I got on my knees behind her and pushed into her gaping, cum drenched cunt. She said the same things to me as the others, having no idea that it was her hardworking, small-cocked husband fucking her at that moment. 

But it wasn't those words that drove me over the edge, instead it was her messy condition. Her pussy was sticky and slick at the same time. It reeked of cum smell and I could feel it all sloshing around my cock when I stuck it into her. I bottomed out and had taken only two strokes when I lost my load again, putting my sperm in the mix with all the others. I was embarrassed at my performance, or lack thereof, so stroked a few more times so as not to appear to be done so quickly. Unfortunately, my cock's hardness faded quickly and I had to step aside to be replaced by someone else.

From there, I slipped back into the booth next door, since no one was interested in it anymore, and added more money to the video machine. This time I used a ten-dollar bill to get more time. I sat at the hole and watched as strangers fucked my wife for the next hour. After a couple more guys fucked her pussy, two guys entered at the same time and fucked her mouth and cunt simultaneously. This only seemed to turn her on more, and while I tried hard to count her orgasms, I just couldn't keep up. After awhile, it seemed that she was just having one long continuous orgasm.

Some of the men came inside her mouth or pussy, and some seemed to prefer shooting it all over her perfect face or curvaceous body. She loved it all, no matter where they did it.

When I looked at my watch, it was getting close to 5:00PM and to keep my own secret, I knew that I'd have to text her soon. I could see that it was finally winding down next door. I lost count of her orgasms, but I had a good count of men. In the four hours I had been there, she had fucked and/or sucked sixteen strangers. I'd have to count the condoms all over the floor to figure out how many she had sucked before I arrived. All-in-all, it had been a full day for her.

As the sixteenth man deposited his load into her cunt with an accompanying smack on her ass, she was able to turn around as he left, close and lock the door behind him. Knowing it was over, I took this opportunity to send her that text that I'd be leaving work in about 45 minutes. I was being considerate and wanted to give her time to get to the hotel and clean up before I arrived.

Chapter 12 – Encore

She was lying on her back on the bench resting, with a dreamy expression on her face, when her phone chimed with my text. She looked at her phone and said, "Oh shit!"

I watched her type a response as I quickly double-checked my own phone to ensure my ringer was turned off. When I received her text, it said, "Still shopping but will be back at the room soon, I love you very much and have missed you terribly all day!"

I almost laughed again, but continued to watch expecting her to get dressed and get the hell out of there. Instead, I had one or two additional surprises in store for me.

She laid back down on the bench and began running her hands over her breasts and messy cunt. I was amazed she wasn't satisfied yet and even more astounded when she began scooping the cum off her body and sucking it off her fingers. I thought this was the filthiest and most wonderful thing I'd ever seen and my cock hard again in a flash. I stroked it desperately while watching my wife privately debase herself in such a marvelously horrific fashion.

Even better, she didn't stop there. While rubbing her pussy harder and faster, she began to look around as if in search of something. I saw her gaze fall on the floor where all the filled condoms lay. I thought I should feel like vomiting when she picked up the first condom and turned it up over her mouth. However, it wasn't a rise of gorge I felt, but intense pleasure instead. Like a refreshing cool breeze on a hot and humid day.

She let the cum fall from it into her mouth and then ran her fingers down it to milk out every last drop. She dropped that condom, grabbed the next and did the same. She did this over and over again with each condom on the floor. I got my count then. She picked up and drank the seed from twelve condoms. One of them was full of mine, so she emptied the seed of eleven strangers from the condoms into her mouth. Simple math. The men may not have gotten to cum in her mouth, but she wasn't letting their sperm go to waste.

I watched as she held the sticky mixture in her mouth without swallowing it. She appeared to roll it around with her tongue, playing with and savoring it as she finger-banged herself to yet another orgasm. She swallowed it all in conjunction with her orgasm and had a single small stream of it dripping down her chin. She was determined not to let a single drop escape and captured it with the crook of her finger before sucking it lovingly from the sticky digit.

My cock was in terrible pain, but I was close to another orgasm. In desperation, I stood and pressed my cock through the hole hoping for some relief.

Instead, she said, "I'm done for the day honey, but feel free to squirt that cum for me."

I had no choice but finish masturbating myself. Even though my cock hurt, I spanked it hard and with a vengeance. I was determined to squirt a huge load that would hit her in the face. She coaxed me, telling me what a "cute" cock I had and how it was about the size of her husband's. 

I'm not sure what she thought she'd accomplish by calling it "cute," but I did cum. It wasn't as strong or powerful as I'd hoped, but I gave four strong spurts which fell down and landed on the bench below the hole.

When I dropped to my knees to get the best view possible, I saw that she had spent the time I was furiously beating myself to get nearly dressed. She straddled the bench and smiled as she ran her tongue over the bench lapping up my cream. I was far enough back so she couldn't see me, but I definitely saw that she was officially now a cum-slut.

She purred, "Thank you baby."

With that, she stood up, slipped on her sweater and walked out of the booth.

Chapter 13 – Discovery Ends with Discovery

I gave her about a 5-minute head start and then checked that handy app on my phone that had gotten me into this situation.

She was indeed headed back in the general direction of the hotel, which made sense, because I was sure the clothes she was wearing were a total loss. I saw no way that they could be saved from being in the floor for several hours with men stomping all over them and sperm flying everywhere. I'd be surprised if she could even save her prized Louis Vuitton purse that had spent the afternoon in the floor of the dingy, filthy video booth.

I left the booth before my video time ran out and walked straight out to the street like I hadn't a care in the world. I walked around the block several times until I felt safe to text that I was leaving work now. 

Once the text was away, I took my time heading for the hotel. I got a response saying, "Done shopping, grabbing a shower."

I went into the lobby, walked directly to the elevator and headed up to the 30th floor. When I got to the room, sure enough, she was in the shower. No doubt, a very hot one with a lot of soap involved. The door was closed, so I tapped, opened it and said hello before retreating into the room proper. 

I looked for the outfit she had been wearing, but didn't see it immediately lying around. She had either hidden it, thrown it out or still had it in the bathroom with her. I found her purse and it looked like it had gotten a quick wipe down with a damp cloth. I knew she'd try to save her Louis Vuitton.

From her purse, I pulled her phone and opened it with my fingerprint, which we'd both programmed into each other's phones for convenience. After all, neither of us had anything to hide.

I opened her contacts and began searching through them. She has a lot of friends, and many of them I don't know, so I could only hope a name would jump out at me.

I searched and searched for a few minutes without luck, but ended up with a lucky break. 

I jumped as a text arrived on her phone while it was still in my hands. When the alert arrived, it said it was from "Slut Wife Owner." Of course, he wouldn't use his real name and I never thought to look for something like that wording, but I thought surely it would've jumped out at me when I got there. 

I couldn't check the text without marking it as read, but I was able to catch most of the message within the onscreen alert itself. It said, "I knew you'd call slut. Tomorrow. Same time. Same place. Dres..."

While the rest was a mystery, I assumed "Dres..." was "Dress," but what was said afterward? "Dress the same, dress slutty, dress like a clown?" I'd have to try to get my hands on her phone later after she'd read it and hope she neglected to delete it. The text did drive me to look at her call log and sure enough there was an outgoing call from her to "Slut Wife Owner." She had made it right after sending the text to me that she was done shopping and going into the shower.

I sat on the bed and mused over the entire afternoon. The entire mix of feelings were there and still I was conflicted. I mulled over the questions: Do I hate her or do I love her more than ever? How will our lives change now? What will happen?

I definitely didn't have any idea what I would do or how I would handle this, but one thing I did know; I was going to call into work sick the next day. My cock started hardening, yet again, with the thought.

The End. 



Glory Hole Encounter



It had been over six months since my last encounter with Jake and I could tell my husband Jim was getting that "itch" again when he has that voyeur urge to watch me please some strange man. I didn't come right out and mention it but rather let him bring up the subject. Sure enough, a few days later he brought it up one evening while we relaxing by having a couple drinks.

"Ever heard of glory holes?" Jim asked. I replied by telling him that I had read a couple of stories about glory holes on the net. "Ever thought what it would be like to go into an adult book store and perhaps see if they had them?" Jim continued to question me. "Well, not until right now!" I laughed knowing where this was going.

"Why?" I grinned, "do you have someplace already in mind?" "Not around here," Jim went on to explain that he had heard of a place just across the state line which was about eighty miles away.

"What do you think?" My husband winked while watching my reaction. Though I knew this was what he wanted, the thought of sucking a strange cock stuck through a hole in a wall was causing a tingle between my legs! "Sounds good to me!" I replied with a sexy giggle.

We decided to drive down the following Saturday evening which gave us four days to think about it and for the anticipation to build. I could tell it was having its affect on Jim, he went around grinning and his face would blush with the lewd thoughts I knew was running through his horny head! I must admit that I was beginning to get extremely hot about the idea myself!

Saturday finally arrived and that afternoon I took a long, luxurious bubble bath. Guessing that I should dress sexy but not too slutty, sipped on garters and hose underneath a thin cotton dress which was not too short, but clung to me showing every curve. I decided not to wear a bra or panties as they would only have to be taken off anyhow if things got wild!

Jim exclaimed how hot I looked as we walked to car climbed in and pulled out of the driveway. Deciding to tease him a little as we drove the eighty miles to the state line I asked "Okay, so as I understand it, if the bookstore has booths in the back, we go in and if there is a hole in the wall, some guy might stick his cock through it expecting to get sucked off?" "Is that how it works?" 

"Basically, yes" Jim responded. He went on to explain that if I didn't want to suck it, I could just jerk it off or if I really felt the urge I could back my ass up to the wall and let him stick it in. 

"How big are the booths?" I then asked. "Will they be big enough for the both of us to get into?" I added.

"Not sure" Jim said. "Hopefully they will be." "I also hope that they have doors on them." 

Upon seeing the sign telling us that the state line was only a couple miles ahead, the blood began to pound in my temples and I just knew my face was glowing with lust and anticipation!

About that time I noticed a big billboard advertising the upcoming adult bookstore. We pulled off the next exit and weaved our way around turning down a dead end road. The bookstore was at the very end. It had a huge parking lot with 4 big trucks parked on one side and a half dozen or so cars parked right in front.

Jim pulled into a parking spot and getting out of the car, walked around, opened my door and helped me out. "Are you ready?" My husband asked with a wide grin.

Taking a deep breath and smiling at him "Let's go for it!" With that we entered the adult bookstore. It was dimly lit inside with long racks of adult magazines, videos and all kinds of toys for both men and women. We walked around the store just casually looking at the magazine covers while checking out the place.

I noticed the sign over the counter in front which stated that you could get change here for the video booths in the back. I nudged Jim pointing at the sign and he left me standing in front of a magazine rack while walking up the counter to get some change. The guy behind the counter looked to be around 50 or so, short, stocky and almost white hair and beard. Jim handed him a twenty and he counted out twenty ones into his hand. I heard him tell Jim the video machines only took dollar bills. I noticed about half a dozen men milling around in the shop when we entered and it seemed that while I was standing there alone, all of them made a point to walk by me! I pretended to be interested in a magazine but could feel their eyes undressing me. 

Jim walked back over took my hand and not wanting to look too obvious, we casually strolled through a doorway which led into the back of the store. Once inside, we were standing in a dark hallway. When our eyes adjusted to the darkness we noticed four doors on either side. The booths were numbered one through eight with a little sign on each door telling would be viewers what videos were playing in that particular booth. 

Six of the doors were closed which I took to mean that those booths were being occupied. We slid into booth number five closing the door behind us. It was a little cramped, possibly 4' x 6'. There was a large video screen on one wall with a machine underneath it that looked similar to a vending machine. Jim fed a dollar into it and the screen immediately lit up showing a young blonde woman kneeling in front of a guy sitting on a sofa, his hard cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

Against one wall was a wooden bench. I glanced down at the two walls and sure enough, there was a round hole cut into each wall about waist high witch I would guess to be eight to ten inches in radius. I was thinking that I man could get his cock and possibly his balls through that hole!

"Now what?" I whispered to Jim. "Well, we'll just have to wait and see." Was his reply. He then put another dollar into the video machine and I noticed the blonde gal was riding her lovers cock now, straddling him on the sofa. I was watching the action on the screen when my husband nudged me while pointing toward the wall.

My first reaction was to giggle to myself upon seeing a hard cock poking through the hole in that wall. I looked at it with fascination before whispering to Jim, "What do I do?" With a devilish grin he quipped "Grab it and play with it, whatever you want to do!"

I moved closer to the wall, reaching down I wrapped my hand around the hard, throbbing cock and gave it a squeeze. I heard a soft moan coming from the other side of the wall. I gently squeezed it a few minutes before beginning to jerk on it. I was concentrating on this stranger's hard cock when Jim handed me a small bottle of oil. "Pour this over it" He urged. I glanced at Jim and seeing the quizzical look on my face, "Just in case" He grinned.

I opened the cap and poured some of the oily, slick liquid onto the strange cock and began to jerk it off harder and faster. I could make out grunting and moaning through the thin wall between us before I felt his cock harden, expand and watched a stream of thick, sticky cum shoot halfway across the small cubicle. The throbbing dick shot a couple more streams of juice before slowly going soft in my hand. I released my grip on the spent member and he slowly withdrew it from the hole. I then heard a gentle rap on the wall which I gathered was a Thank You!

Smiling at my husband "Do you think the owner of that cock knew I was a woman?" I giggled.

"Yes, you can look through the hole and see enough to know what's in the next cubicle" Jim responded. "So, you better be ready because I get the feeling that when word gets out in the store, you'll being seeing lots of hard dicks!"

He had no sooner got the words out of his mouth then I saw another hard cock sliding through the hole in the wall. Taking it into my hand I gently squeezed and stroked it noticing a little bead of cum oozing out the tip. Squatting down I slowly licked the cum off before pulling it into my mouth. I began to suck and slurp on this hard dick hoping the owner was enjoying the pleasure. I felt Jim's hands on my shoulders gently rubbing. He slowly pulled the top of my dress down releasing my tits from the confines of the thin material letting them fall free. 

Reaching down he massaged both tits while I greedily sucked the dick in front of me. I could hear the moaning in the next room get louder as I felt his cock swell and then shoot stream after stream of hot thick juice into my waiting mouth. I gobbled and swallowed as much as I could but had to let some hit the floor as he came too much for me to handle. When he had finished shooting his load, I pulled the semi hard cock back into my mouth and cleaned it off for him. I released my grip on it and he slowly eased it back into his side of the wall.

I stood up the stretch my legs and wrapping my arms around my husband, gave him a hot passionate kiss, my mouth still coated with a strange man's hot jizz!

Jim then asked if I would like to fuck the next cock that presented itself and naturally I was ready to oblige. I didn't have to wait long, this time a hand came through the wall. "Now what?" I whispered to Jim. 

"He wants a feel" Jim grinned and turning me slightly so that my back was toward the wall, eased me back a step till I felt the strange hand rubbing up and down the inside of my thighs. I yanked my dress up around my waist letting him feel his way up to my ass giving both cheeks a squeeze. Then running down the crack of my ass to slowly rub my hot pussy.

I spread my legs a little further apart bending slightly at the waist while moving closer to the wall giving the strange hand more access to my wet cunt. He ran a finger up my by now, wet hole and finger fucked me for a few minutes. His hand then disappeared but was replaced by a rather nice, large cock which was already hard as a rock.

I bent over a little more and thanks to the high heels I was wearing, my ass lined up nicely with the hole in the wall. Reaching between my legs, grabbed the big dick guiding it into my dripping fuck hole. Once the large bulbous head cleared the entrance of my pussy lips, I shoved my ass back against the wall impaling the gentleman's cock deep up my horny little twat!

I heard a loud groan when the cock hit bottom and knew it felt good to the owner. I kept my ass lodged against the wall and let him do the fucking at his own pace enjoying the sensation of my pussy being filled. Jim was about to get in front of me, his back against the opposite wall when another cock slid through the hole in that wall. Seeing that, he grinned and backed up sitting in the chair to watch. 

I reached out and grabbed the second cock and began jerking on it while the one in my pussy was busy giving me a good hard fucking. I enjoyed his big cock sliding it and out but I did miss the sensation of a man's balls bouncing off my cunt when I get fucked from behind like that. Oh well, I wasn't complaining!

I just couldn't get my mouth on the dick in front of me so I hoped the guy who it belonged to would be patient until the one in me had shot his load! By the way he was pounding my cunt I knew he was about ready to lose it. With a last hard shove which shook the wall when he slammed it home, I heard a loud groan and felt his hot seed fill my wide open pussy to overflowing. With short little jabs and loud grunts, he emptied his ball sac into my sloppy cum filled snatch. He let it soak a few minutes before it fell out with a loud plop. Squatting down in front of the cock poking through the opposite wall, I pulled it into my mouth as strings of thick gooey cum poured out of my freshly screwed pussy causing a puddle in the floor.

"I wonder how much man cum has been cleaned off this floor?" I mused to myself while slobbering over the hard cock in my mouth. I sucked and pumped until I felt it begin to throb and pulse shooting streams of juice down my throat. I kept sucking and swallowing until it began to go limp then let it slide out of my mouth and back through the hole.

I stood up to see Jim sitting in the chair, his cock in has hand slowly stroking it with a glazed look of lust on his face. I knew he was enjoying the show! He had been putting dollars into the video machine but we were totally oblivious to what was on the screen. Glancing over at it I saw a tiny young blonde gal being fucked from behind by a large black cock while sucking on another one. The thought suddenly struck me, "What if a black guy sticks his dick in here?" I asked Jim with a hint of urgency.

"Well, you've never tried one so it would be a new experience for you." He replied with a slight laugh. I reached down and squeezed his cock noticing the head was slick with his oozing precum juices. "Having fun?" I teased giving his hard cock a few pumps.

"Oh yea baby, you know I love it when you play a nasty little whore for me!" "Are you having fun sucking and being fucked by strange cocks?" He asked moaning slightly as I pumped his cock.

"OOOOHHHH yes sweetie, I love it!" "You know I love to make you hot and horny." He was squeezing my tits as I continued to pump on his hard dick. I bent down to suck it for him and he just moaned as I pulled it into my mouth.

After sucking a few minutes he pulled my head off "Easy baby, not yet." "You've got another customer." Jim pointed to the wall behind me.

"Oh my God!" Was all I could get out, my eyes widened in disbelief at the sight presenting itself to me. "That thing can't belong to anything human" I stammered mesmerized by the length of the shaft. It had to be at least 12" long and that was just what was on my side of the wall. I figured he must have had a couple more inches on his side. Though it was not that big around, it was absolutely the longest cock I had ever seen in person!

It was circumcised, bent slightly upward and hard as a rock. It was as if I were in a daze when Jim finally nudged me, "Well, are you going to play with it or just look at it?" He laughed. 

I leaned over and whispered in Jim's ear "Do you want me to suck him off or would you like to watch him fuck me with that weapon?" 

"Whatever you feel like doing baby." Was his reply. 

With that I reached down and wrapped my fingers around the middle of the long shaft and squeezed firmly feeling the hard warm flesh in my hand. It felt simply wonderful and I knew I would have to have that thing up my hot pussy before long! I began to slowly stroke the lengthily shaft from near the base up to the velvety smooth pinkish knob at the end. Little droplets of cum was forming at the tip and using my finger gently wiped it off. Bending down I pulled the head into my mouth, swirled my tongue around it a few times before pulling as much of the shaft in as I could. 

I then grasped the shaft with both hands and started to pump. I was getting really hot now. My juices mixing with what was left of the load that had already been pumped into my cunt had my fuck hole well lubricated. I was thankful of this fact.

"Oh yea baby, suck that big cock for me!" I heard Jim hiss softly as he pumped his cock. 

Getting more excited and anxious to cum me I suddenly pulled my mouth off the huge thing and spinning around, bent over and backing up guiding that horse cock into my sloppy wet cunt. I shoved back plastering my ass against the wall with a thud emitting a loud grunt as I tried to get every inch of his cock up me. I wriggled and undulated my ass around against the wall feeling that huge cock buried deep up inside my womb. Jim got up and came over standing beside me to get a better view of that extra long cock sliding in and out. I pulled forward until only the head was lodged in my pussy then slide back slowly giving him a good view of that thing disappearing up his slutty wife's hot cunt!

I worked my ass and hot cunt around the huge member feeling the sensations of being completely filled. Was glad that the anonymous owner of such a proud and lovely cock was obliging me by not moving but rather letting me have my pleasure with his manhood. I was beginning to squeal and whine with pure lust as my orgasm was working to a conclusion. "God I wanted to feel the whole thing up my horny cunt, his balls slapping against my pussy as he rammed that horse cock home!" Was what I was thinking to myself and that vision brought me over the edge. I squealed and groaned as a violent orgasm took over my body. I shook and quaked uncontrollably letting out animal sounds which I was sure everybody in the place overheard but could not help myself. 

When the sensations finally started to subside I felt the hard cock inside me begin to slowly pull out and then be shoved in again. The owner of that great cock knew I had cum and now it was his turn. I just shoved my ass back against the wall and let him enjoy his self.

Thinking to myself, "I'll bet he would love to be able to grab my hips and really ram that enormous piece of meat up my hole as far as he could right now!" The thought was so enticing that I was almost ready to pull myself off that fucking cock and run into his booth to let him really screw my ass good when I heard him grunt and moan loudly. Feeling his cock swell even bigger it began to pulse spewing a huge gushing load of hot cum into the deepest recesses of my stretched love canal. 

It seemed it took him forever to finally quit Cumming and when he finally did pull it out with a loud squishy sucking sound it looked like a balloon busted inside of me as a huge glob of sticky white juice splattered onto the floor beneath my legs. I squatted down to let as much of his seed drain out of me as possible using my cunt muscles to milk it out. About that time Jim handed me a few paper towels.

I was wiping off when I noticed a hand come through the wall with a note in it. I took it and read the guys name and phone number. Then putting his mouth near the hole, thanked me by saying "That was the best fuck I've ever had!" "Call me if you ever want to meet." Then I heard his door open and he left. I had the urge to open our door to get a look at him but didn't.

"What did he give you?" Jim asked. I handed him the note. "Well, that was nice of him." He kidded. He shoved the name and number into his pants pocket. 

"Maybe I'll get to feel that hot cock up my aching pussy for real the next time!" I mused to myself with a giggle. 

We had been in that booth for some time now and Jim was about out of dollar bills so he indicated that I might suck one more cock off while he fucked me and we would leave. We didn't have to wait long as another hard cock was already in view on the side of the wall he was sitting at. "There it is baby" I whispered to my husband. 

I bent over taking the cock in my mouth as Jim positioned himself behind me, his pants down around his ankles, I felt his hard cock slowly slide into my thoroughly cum soaked stretched out cunt. Grabbing me at the waist started to fuck me in rhythm with the cock sucking I was doing in front of me. I used one hand to steady myself against the wall and the other to pump the guy's cock while sucking. 

A few minutes later I felt the cock in my mouth begin to swell and tense before unleashing a torrent of its molten hot salty liquid down my throat. I slurped and swallowed as fast as I could as he emptied his load. 

I continued to gently give the gentleman's semi hard cock a good tongue bath cleaning every last drop of jizm while Jim's rhythm got longer and harder. I heard him begin to groan and grunt with each thrust before experiencing that familiar feeling of a hard cock start to swell and pulse the instant it shoots its load.

My husband must have really been hot and horny from the excitement because his cum literally gushed bathing my already gooey pussy with his own load! His grunting and moaning seemed to last for a long time as did the streams of hot cum he dumped inside of me. When he finally pulled out, I felt another big glob of cum drain out splattering on the floor between my legs. 




Glory Hole Encounter



"What a mess!" I thought to myself. "I wonder who comes in here and cleans up all this cum." I quipped with a giggle. Jim just laughed.

I pulled my dress back up, straightened myself and we started out the door when I noticed yet another nice big cock sticking through the wall. "Sorry fellow" I muttered with a hint of disappointment as we exited the booth. 

We re-entered the book store and I noticed several more guys milling around. I whispered in Jim's ear as we made our way to the front door "God, I wonder how many of these guys belonged to the cocks I had just sucked or fucked!" I did notice a couple of them had big smiles on their faces! One even gave me a wink and I could swear by reading his lips he said "That was great!" The buy behind the counter just grinned as we left.

We got in our car and headed for home. We had driven a few miles when the realization hit me that we hadn't made any of those guys use rubbers. "Oh shit!" I said aloud. "We sure as hell didn't practice safe sex in that place." I was just a little perturbed at myself by then.

"Don't worry" Jim cut in. "It's okay." "What do you mean, how do you know?" I was truly worried by now.

Jim began to laugh which made me a little mad at first but then he explained. "It was all arranged." He confessed.

He went on to explain to me that a month or so ago he had went to Atlanta on business and had stopped in the bookstore on the way back to check it out. While there he had struck up a conversation with the owner, one thing led to another and they had cooked up the whole encounter. 

The owner had arranged for a few of his close friends to be there and had locked the front door the entire time we were in his shop. The men in there were good friends of the owner and were men he could trust. 

Suddenly I remembered the nice big cock sticking through the wall when we left and laughingly told Jim "Well at least one of his trusted friends will go home a little disappointed." "What do you mean?" He asked.

"When we were leaving I noticed another hard cock sticking through the wall." "I started to say something but figured you were ready to go."

"Oh well, poor guy!" Jim laughed.

Anyhow, I felt relieved after hearing that. "Well, if that's the case, who, I mean which guy..." I was stuttering and stammering trying to find out who had the huge cock! 

Giggling Jim interrupted me by saying "You want to know who had that horsecock, right?" Blushing I nodded my head. "You have his name on that piece of paper I gave you but I couldn't tell you which one of those guys it belonged to."

Reaching in his pocket Jim pulled out the note and handed it to me. "The guy's name is Terry Jackson and he's the owner." Jim said with a smile. 

We talked a little more before I laid my head back to rest up for later that evening. I knew Jim would be hot and horny after Cumming only once and I would be in for some more fucking once we got home.

"What do you want me to do with this?" I asked Jim holding the note Terry had given me. 

"Save it baby, I think he wants to fuck you again, only with no wall between you this time." "And I know you would enjoy seeing him again, wouldn't you?" He teased.

The thought excited me but I didn't show it and just replied that maybe some time in the future when Jim got the urge to play voyeur again, we might give him a call and left it at that.

In case you're curious, we did call Terry a couple months later and got together but that is another story!



Glory Hole Favors



I first started going to glory holes when I was around 20 years old. I loved having anonymous guys and the occasional woman or couple slobber all over my pride and joy. I had a beauty that was always hard, 10 thick cut inches with an oversized smooth bulbous head and a shaft as fat as a can of air freshener. These anonymous cock suckers gave the best head ever. They all wanted it so bad, they were hungry for it and they worshiped my cock like nobody else ever had before. All I had to do was pay six dollars for a handful of tokens and I got all the attention I wanted. Hell, I would usually leave in thirty minutes after feeding a mouthful of cum to two or three people. 

Not just some regular blow job either. Some of them weren't happy til they finally managed to slam it all the way down their throats while they choked profusely all over it. Some tried really hard to fill their throats but would eventually give up, admitting defeat and resigning to doing the best they could. To them, conquering a big dick was what it was all about. They had no guilt, they didn't care if strangers standing outside our booths could hear them. Making loud and obscene choking noises that filled the dark corridors, they struggled to fulfill their cock worshiping desires. Slobbering shamefully and gagging noisily, all the way down to the root, til I felt their tight throat stretch to accommodate the entirety of my fat cock. I never had a girlfriend that was so hungry for some cock that she could swallow all of it like these guys could.

Some of them seemed to enjoy just worshiping and paying homage to my big dick. These dick lickers would get me rock hard and just savor my cock. Licking and slurping on my balls, polishing the head and going so slow I would get irritated with them. Growing impatient, even though it felt great, I would usually have to pull it out the hole and whisper to them to suck it deep and hard, or I was leaving. Believe me, once I threatened them with no more meat, they did it my way. Rarely did I ever leave a willing cock sucker. They knew that I had a gorgeous piece of meat and that kind of cock wasn't that easy to come by, so I eventually got it my way. 

Some were content to just suck they head, wax the wick or swab the knob, while they put both hands around the shaft and twisted and groped. They would usually hold about 3 inches in their mouths and basically stroke the shaft like half blow job and half hand job. It was really mostly a hand job, but I suppose they couldn't stand the idea of missing all my hot load. I guess they knew that they couldn't suck the whole thing so they did the best they could. I really preferred these to the cock worshipers cause I liked the tight friction on my shaft.

Occasionally, there were the bona fide faggots, that would suck it til I was thumping rock hard and then impale their tight hot ass on my thick cock. These guys had something to prove too, no shame, no guilt, they were never happy til they had all 10 inches bottomed out in their hungry butts. These guys were my absolute favorites, they would suck it like a pro and then fuck it like a whore. I mean, once they got it wedged in their tight butts, they would gasp, grunt, grind and groan til I blasted their guts with 8 or 10 squirts. Eventually slamming their ass against the wood partition and battling against the law of physics to force it all in their tight butts. I actually heard some of them crying and sobbing while riding my cock. I was also slipped cash along with phone numbers on more than one occasion, but I never met anybody outside the arcade, I tried to remain anonymously discreet.

Glory holes and the arcades were a way of life for me. Even though my girl friend gave me all the pussy I wanted, she also gave some pretty bad blow jobs and refused to give up the ass. We tried it in her ass a couple of times, but she bitched and whined so much I never really got more than half of it in her. Eventually, it wasn't even an option with her after a couple of attempts.

So, I was at the arcade at least 2 or 3 times a week. There was always somebody eager to play with my cock there. I know I made a lot of people happy, I know I made their day for them. I'm sure when they got into bed that night, some of them would dream about my cock in their mouth or ass. These people loved to suck and fuck my big stick. 

Sometimes a guy would stick his cock through the hole first, but I wouldn't touch it. Finally, when he would withdraw and look through the hole, I would whip out my big dick. That was it for them, they were hooked once they saw it, their lips would shortly appear pressed against the hole and they soon forgot all about their hard cock and became my willing cock pleaser immediately. Even after I blew a load deep in their ass or mouth and they would look for reciprocation by shoving their hard cock through the hole, I just left them hanging, untouched and hard, while I exited or went to the next booth.

It was good for my sex drive and it was good for my ego. I got so many compliments whispered to me and so many offers for cash or second meetings, that I knew as long as there were glory holes, I would never be horny. They were as insatiable as me, I was always horny and they were always hungry. No reciprocation was ever offered by me, I just used their mouths and butts.

Then one day as usual, I went to the arcade and went into my favorite booth. I preferred this booth over the others because the hole was smaller. My cock and nuts would barely fit through this hole erect, so that when I was fully hard, the hole worked like a cock ring on my dick. It was such a tight fit, that when I was fully erect and expanded, the hole was a very tight snug fit on my cock and balls. I had to insert my balls before my cock got fully erect or else they wouldn't fit in the hole. But with my full package in, it kept the blood from escaping and giving my cock sucker all he deserved.

I locked my door as usual and it didn't take long before the booth joining access to my glory hole opened and closed. In my booth, the hole was on the far wall from the door. If you were in this hole, feeding cock to someone else, your back would be to the locked door. Watching the hole, an eye appeared immediately and stared at me.

I waited until his eye left the hole and then I knelt and peeked through, looking to see who the lucky cock sucker was today. There were two real big guys in there, I recognized both of them from past visits. They were around 30 or 40 years old. Both of them had sucked my cock separately before, more than once each, and I had left both of them hanging, no reciprocation. I distinctly remembered them both from before on many several occasions, because after getting my dick sucked separately by each, they had shoved their hard dicks through the hole for reciprocation and I was impressed with their individual cock endowments.

I have had my cock sucked several times by couples before, never these two guys at once, but I knew what a treat two mouths were. He made the first move and as usual a cock and a pair of balls, not yet fully erect, entered my booth through the hole. Yea, it was him for sure, I recognized his cock immediately. This guy was pretty well hung, about 8 inches, cut and almost as thick as mine. Very impressive for sure, but I didn't suck cock, so the waiting game began. Slowly but surely, it rose to full erection, and just swayed heavily on my side of the wall. As soon as he withdrew, I would shove my meat in and they would soon be slobbering all over it.

That cock just stayed in the hole for several minutes, bouncing and throbbing. I didn't touch it so, I don't know why he didn't take the hint and withdraw it. His cock and balls were fully inserted when I noticed a thrusting movement. He wasn't pumping it forward, it was more like someone was pushing his hips rhythmically, so back and forth his cock hunched through the hole. I think his friend was fucking him and he wanted me to suck his dick at the same time. No chance, that wasn't going to happen, I came here to get my dick sucked, not the other way around.

I was just getting ready to find another booth when he finally withdrew his cock. Just out of curiosity, I knelt and peeked through the hole. Both guys had their cocks out and were kissing. That was so gross to me, I was turned off by guys kissing. I liked my dick sucked by a man, but a man kissing another man part is not a turn on to me.

As I watched for a second, both guys knelt and pressed their two sets of lips to the hole. That's more like it I thought, so I stood and dropped my jeans to the floor. My cock was still pretty hard and I slid the tip into the hole to let them feed on it. 

Oh yea, these guys knew how to work a dick good. One guy slurped on the tip while the other guy tried to pull my nuts through the hole before I got too hard. Once he succeeded in getting both my balls through I felt a warm mouth enclose both of them. I just leaned against the wall and pressed my full body into it. These two faggots were working me over good and my cock was at full mast. The guy working my cock was a total pro but the guy sucking my nuts was kind of fumbling around and stretching my nut sac too low. In fact the tugging on my nuts was kind of hurting a little, or at least it could have felt better. I just laid against the wall and let them do their thing. I was going to give these queers a sweet load to share pretty soon.

My balls felt like they were now stretched as low as they would go when I suddenly felt a tight pinching around my nut sac. I was getting off on that pinching feeling and felt the tingle of my cum starting to boil up. Their door opened and closed quickly as the faggot on my cock was sucking me off like a starving man. 

I was just getting ready to blow a load when my door swung opened and in walked one of the big guys from the other booth. He had somehow pried my door open, and as he locked it behind him I tried to pull away from the hole to pull up my pants. As I tried to pull away from the hole an excruciating pain went to my balls which stopped any more movement. The more I pulled away from the hole, the more it hurt.

In his hands he held several straps of leather, like belts, but with no buckles. I couldn't turn fully around because my cock wouldn't come out of the hole so I had to crane my neck to get a good look at him. The more I pulled, the more my balls hurt. The guy sucking my cock never missed a beat though, he just kept slurping and gobbling on my hard dick.

"Don't struggle, I tied your nut sac to the wall with 200 pound test fish line. You are not going anywhere. I would really hate for you to rip your nuts off," he smiled and laughed.

My first thought was to scream for help, but if someone came to my aid, I would be found out. I panicked and all sorts of thoughts ran through my head. The cops, my parents, my girlfriend, my job, the newspaper all flashed quickly through my mind. There wasn't time to think as he quickly came up behind me. 

"Stand still, be quiet and be a good boy. You might like this. We're going to do this and then we will let you go," he whispered in my ear.

He took the longest strap and laid it flat across my back. Someone had cut two thin slits into the plywood wall around the outside of my waist. As he fed both ends into each hole, I felt the cock sucker stop sucking and tighten the straps on the other side of the booth. My stomach was now pressed tightly into the wall and I couldn't move at all. 

As I stood frozen to the wall, he forcibly stretched both of my arms straight up against the wall and used a smaller strap on each hand to insert into small slits in the plywood over my head. Those were now tightened on the other side by the cock sucker so that both arms were now stretched out while my hands were strapped tightly to the wall.

"Hey man, really, let me go or I'm gonna scream for help. I swear to God," I pleaded.

"You're not gonna do shit asshole. I'll kick your ass real good before I leave and my friend will whack your nuts so many times and so fucking hard, you'll cry like a baby. So shut the fuck up asshole," he hissed at me.

As he stuffed a pair of smelly underwear in my mouth, I resigned to my fate. I didn't want an ass whipping and I didn't want this public either. I remember praying, that if I ever got out of this I would never come here again.

The fourth strap went around my neck into two small slits on each side of the wall. As his friend on the other side tightened the strap around my neck, he turned my face sideways against the wall. He took his fingers shoving the underwear deeper into my mouth and now I couldn't even talk. 

He pulled the collar of my t-shirt down a couple of inches and chewed on my neck, shoulder and back. His rough whiskers and the sharp teeth, combined with his slurping were not unpleasant, just different. His face was awful close to mine and this worried me, but I had bigger things to worry about.

As he began to remove my jeans, I finally started to struggle. I don't know why I didn't fight before, it was really useless at this point. My pants were already down to my ankles when he entered the room, so all he really had to do was remove my shoes and yank my jeans off. All the tokens in my pocket clanked on the floor as he tugged my pants off and I was glad that I had left my wallet in the car. 

Once he removed my socks, he took my left foot and spread it out far enough to reach a spot on the plywood where two slits were in the wall. He took another strap and fed it through two small slits in the wall. Again his friend tightened it and he finally locked and tightened my right foot in the same manner. 

"We have been patiently waiting for weeks for you to show up. I cut these holes in this booth knowing it was your favorite. Now, all the times we sucked your dick and let you fuck our ass with no reciprocation are done. It's your turn to give a little pay back," he growled at me.

I couldn't move an inch, the straps held me tightly in place. I was spread eagle against the plywood wall just wearing a t shirt and nothing else. My ass was completely exposed and wide open. My cock had long since gone soft and limp. He then took a knife and started cutting off my t shirt, which left me completely naked. 

Being completely and securely tied to the wall, he now tapped 3 times on the plywood with his knife, some kind of signal I guess, and his friend untied my nut sack from the wall. That felt so good because the pain in my balls had been killing me.

Without saying a word, I felt the palm and fingernails of his hand slide up and down my back to my ass cheeks. At the same time, his friend on the other side started sucking again. He nursed my sore nuts at first and it was fantastic. Gently he sucked on my sac and administered relief to my aching balls next. 

I couldn't help myself, I started to swell again, my cock got thicker and thicker as he sucked and the other guy tickled my back and ass cheeks with his fingernails. As it grew, he finally took my cock into his mouth and started working it to full erection. The guy behind me hadn't moved in a while, but I sensed he was removing his clothes as I got my cock sucked.

"My buddy gives good head, you getting hard yet?" he whispered in my ear.

With my neck strapped in tight against the plywood and the side of my face pressed flush against the wall, I tried to nod my head affirmatively, since my mouth was full of underwear. 

"Good boy, it might help you get through this easier if you just relax and concentrate on the blow job. It might not, but either way this is going to happen. It didn't have to happen this way, but did you really think you could just use us and not give anything back in return. You greedy mother fucker," he whispered in my ear.

My cock was now at a full erection and the guy on the other side was munching out on it. All the sudden he stopped the vigorous blow job and started one of those cock worshiping things that I hated. Not enough action to make me cum, just enough action to tease me and keep me on the edge. 

The cock sucker tapped on the wall 5 times now, some kind of a signal again, and the guy behind me started fingering my ass hole and chewing on my neck. The slurping and sucking on my back with those raspy whiskers felt good, but I was really surprised how good the gentle manipulations on my ass cheeks felt. 

He would chew and slurp on the inside of my neck, giving me goose bumps and making me shiver. Opening his mouth wide he would suck the flesh of my neck hard and purposely rub his whiskers hard into my soft flesh. I would tremble and he would laugh.

"You never been fucked before have you?" he whispered again.

I tried to nod my head in a no position, but he already knew the answer.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you, I'll be gentle and make you like it. You don't know what you been missing sweet cheeks," he assured me.

This may sound stupid, but in a way I kind of trusted him. Even though I didn't know him, had barely seen his face a few times and was tied wide open, I kind of trusted him. He was acting more like my mentor than someone set to abuse me. Sort of like, his purpose was to convert me into more of a giver instead of just a taker. I relaxed and concentrated on the blow job, my cock felt as hard as it had ever been in my life while the guy on the other side of the wall worked his magic. He sucked on the tip real softly and nibbled on the sides of my shaft so gently. I clenched my cheeks even though they were wide open and just squeezed my eyes shut hard.

The guy behind me trailed his mouth down my back to my exposed cheeks. He would alternate between gently biting my ass and sucking large pieces of flesh into his mouth. I was squeezing my eyes shut hard and gritting my teeth together through the underwear in my mouth as he nibbled, tickled and pinched my ass, while his friend agonizingly tortured my steel hard cock with his slow deliberate sucking.

Finally he knelt behind me and spread both my ass cheeks wide apart with his strong hands. I felt his tongue invade my tight ass hole and sparks went up and down my body. I shook from head to toe and as he pumped my hole as hard as he could with his tongue. My body shuddered uncontrollably as he made me spasm and twitch. 

I was ready to cum and the cock sucker knew it. He pinched my balls gently, which felt great, but he completely stopped sucking my cock sensing my orgasm. My cock was too hard, I actually had thoughts of it exploding. I loved this but I hated it, and he knew it. He wasn't about to let me cum and I knew it. As he pinched my nut sac gently, occasionally he would pinch the tip of my cock hard enough to make me wince and forget about blowing a load. I was either going to get left hanging like I had done to them so many times before, or I was going to be the last to get pleasured. 

The guy kneeling behind me was now eating my ass like it was a pussy. He shoved his tongue in deep and slurped on my ass while he strongly held my cheeks apart. When the cock sucker would stop his pleasure on my dick, I would try to grind my ass on the guy's mouth kneeling behind me. If he had been straight, he would have been the world's best pussy eater. This guy made a meal out of my ass. His tongue was so deep in the crack of my ass, I knew that his face had to be soaking wet. 

My ass tingled and itched so bad. The farther he stuck his tongue up there, the farther I wanted it. My ass was so relaxed and sensitive, I knew he had rubbed his tongue on every single nerve ending I had and they were all awakened and completely alive. Finally he stopped and stood with his mouth to my ear, he then gave me one hard swat on the ass. 

"Yea baby boy, you like that sweet ass played with. It's going to get better," he promised me.




Glory Hole Favors Ch. 02



"Was I going to be as good to him as I was to his buddy?" I thought. "What choice did I have?"

The first thing the guy behind me did, was to jamb two stiff fingers up my ass really hard. He twisted them around, jabbing them in and out while exploring the soft smooth walls of my ass with no regard for my comfort or feelings. Secured to the wall by my waist, neck, wrists and ankles, I just stood there and let him roughly finger my tender just fucked ass. There wasn't much else I could do. Probing and poking his fingers deep into my ass, I felt him extend them all the way into my bottom while he pinched my ass cheeks extremely hard and aggressively with his other hand. I felt his teeth nibbling on my ear lobe tenderly, while I inhaled the scent of my own semen on his breath, as his tongue next began probing in my ear.

On the other side of the wall, his friend had started working his magic on my just spent cock. Even though I had just cum moments ago, and my cock was still a little tender, it was still fairly tumescent. In just a matter of seconds, his gentle sucking on my cock head had me stiffening up both fatter and longer while his friend had his way with my ass. 

I couldn't help myself for what I subconsciously did next. The feeling of my half full ass from his fingers just wasn't enough after that first time butt fucking I had just been submitted too. I had probably been moving my hips involuntarily back to his hand as much as I could in my restrained position, before I realized what I was doing. He must have noticed my ass trying to hump his fingers long before I did.

"You like that ass played with huh?" he whispered in my ear.

"Yea man, I never knew this could be so good," I groaned back.

"Well, you just relax and enjoy it. I'm going to make that hot little pussy of yours feel so good that you will offer it up to any hard cock you see in the future," he taunted me.

With that comment, he removed his fingers and locked his mouth onto the back of my neck sucking and biting hard on my soft flesh. He then guided his hard thick cock right onto my wide open puckered asshole and gently slid it up a few inches into my cum lubricated channel. He was thicker and longer than his friend, but that suited me just fine, cause I wanted to be abused now. I wanted to test my limits and see how much cock I could handle.

I grunted a few times and I'm sure a moan or two escaped my lips, encouraging him to push in deeper, while he purposely sucked a deep hickey on my upper back. Even though his sucking on my flesh felt good, I didn't want any hickeys that I would have to hide from my girlfriend, but fastened to the glory hole wall I was completely immobile.

"Please don't put any hickeys on me, I have a girlfriend and she can't know about this. No marks please," I pleaded.

"Hush up sissy boy, I'm just marking my territory, You know you like it," he laughed back at me.

With that comment, he picked up the saliva soaked underwear off the dirty floor and shoved them back into my mouth. With my mouth now gagged, I couldn't even complain anymore as he moved his mouth to a higher spot on my neck and started sucking another hunk of flesh hard into his mouth. I'll admit, his mouth and raspy whiskers did feel good but, I had no idea how I was going to hide these passion marks from my girlfriend when she saw me. While he kept up this hard sucking on my neck and back, his hard cock slowly slid deeper into my ass.

I just closed my eyes and moaned while the guy on the other side started really taking some hefty gulps on my cock. I definitely remembered his technique from past experiences. He was a "choker", he loved to have his throat fucked and reamed deep. Since I couldn't thrust my hips forward because of the tight restraints holding me to the glory hole, he was forcing his tight throat channel onto my fully hard 10 inch cock while attempting to deep throat it. My cock had now swollen to it's full length and thickness as I heard him gag and choke from behind the wall. I loved a "choker" and the noises they made, it was so rare to find someone that could swallow my thickness and length.

The guy behind me had gotten all but about 2 inches up my ass now. I could feel the closeness and warmth of his stomach and groin area as he down stroked deep into me. He was really marking my back up with those hickeys. I'm sure I had at least a dozen deep red passion marks on the sides of my neck and back that would not go away for weeks. It really wasn't my biggest concern at that moment to be honest, I was more concerned with that stuffed full feeling in my ass. 

Next he put both of his hands on my hips, holding me roughly, and drove deep til he filled my ass completely with his fat bloated cock. He pressed his warm chest into me, taking my ass as he liked, while he bit so deep into my neck that I thought he would draw blood.

All I could do now was go with it. I clawed and scratched on the wood with my fingernails while my wrists remained tightly secured and restrained to the wall above my head. My toes curled and my feet arched under his vicious assault on my ass while I squeezed my eyes shut as hard as I could. His stomach was now pressing flat into my ass, so I knew he had bottomed out. He ground it in hard and deep, almost like he was punishing me. It hurt at times, but combined with the deep sucking on the other side of the wall, I was starting to become overwhelmed. That fat thick cock was rubbing back and forth over my prostate, making a steady rhythmic massage that felt so good in my bowels. I started getting that itchy feeling in my ass again and my whole body started shaking now.

The guy fucking my ass knew he had me now and just redoubled his efforts, ramming me harder, faster and deeper, as he sucked on a hunk of flesh right under my ear lobe. I could feel his cock start to swell and combined with the deep throat blow job I was getting, my ass started to spasm and my cock started to spew. 

"Cum on my cock you new born faggot sissy bitch. You know you love that hard fat dick up your ass. From now on, I bet you're going to want a hard fat cock in your ass every time you come here. I bet you are going to be a giver as well as a taker from now on. In fact, you're probably going to become a bona fide flaming ass hungry for cock faggot after today is over," he laughed at me.

Those words burned so true in my ears, that I think I might have blushed. What he had just said definitely put me over the edge. I could feel his cum start to spray deep into my ass, while at the same time I let my load fly deep into the cock sucker's mouth. He just kept shooting wad after wad of juice deep in my ass til I felt his cock start to soften and then he eased his pace down to a slow fuck. For several minutes he slowly sawed in and out of my butt, while his friend on the other side locked down and milked every single drop from now cock. 

On the other side of the wall, I was spent, my balls were bone dry. Totally drained now, my own cock started to soften, as that was now the second enormous load I had fired in the last ten minutes. Releasing my cock from his mouth, I sensed the cock sucker was finished and felt a cool breeze swish along my cock and balls that were still hanging so vulnerably through the glory hole as he exited his stall. 

The guy behind me had withdrawn and was buttoning up his jeans when I sensed his friend had now entered my booth too.

"Aw dude. What the fuck did you do to his back?" his friend exclaimed, referring to all the hickeys on me. "It looks like you ate him alive."

"Fuck him, just something for him to remember us by," his buddy replied.

"Ha-ha, yea ok, well come on let's let him down and get the hell out of here," I heard the response from the other guy.

"Yea, well, you go on, I'll take care of him. See you when I get home," he replied.

With that comment, I relaxed somewhat knowing their tormenting was over. As I heard one of them leave, I knew I had learned my lesson. If I was ever crazy enough to come here again, I would definitely return favors. 

I was kinda confused which one had stayed behind to release me, because I was still tightly strapped into the glory hole and couldn't turn my head any farther around to see my uninvited guest's face. I was just glad that this was finally over and he was getting ready to let me down. I ached from head to toe, and especially in the middle. Both my ass and cock were sore and spent.

At that moment I heard the adjoining stall's door, that they had previously occupied, open and sensed someone had entered and was now locking that door. I'm sure they saw my tender deflated cock hanging through the hole in the wall on their side as if I were willingly offering it to them, cause the next thing I felt was a soft hand caressing me. 

I frantically tried to pry my hips away from the wall as the guy behind me sensed what was happening to my cock and just laughed.

"Another admirer so quickly. Well aren't you special. I think the best thing for you is to stay tied to that a hole for a while so we can make this a most memorable day for you. So with that, it's adios from me faggot. Oh yea, one more thing," he laughed.

As I panicked with the underwear stuffed in my mouth, wanting to plead for my release, I felt him writing something on my back I felt the deep strokes of what felt like a felt tipped permanent maker making big letters on my bare exposed back, and then a long stroke that felt like an arrow that ended above the crack of my ass.

"Oh yea, and since you've been such a good boy, next time we see you here, were going to teach you how to suck a dick," he laughed again.

By now, this new stranger on the other side of the wall, had taken my sore and tender cock into his mouth and was starting to suck on it. As he gently nursed on it, I squirmed and strained against the straps that held me pressed to the glory hole in the wall, pleading silently but frantically with my eyes and body movements to my captor to release me.

"There that ought to make for a fun day for you. Ta-ta bitch, enjoy yourself, and don't forget to return sexual favors in the future," he laughed as he exited and left my stall's door wide open. 

Frantically squirming against the straps, while some unseen stranger was slurping on my hardening cock, he left me there to the mercy of anyone walking by. It wasn't even one minute after he left, that I heard the door behind me close and felt someone standing right behind me. Much later, after my eventual release by the video arcade's clean up man, that thank God took pity on me, I read the message that he had written on my back. 

It said, "Please fuck my hungry faggot ass everybody and anybody, I really need your hard cock badly."

To be continued...



Glory Hole Favors Ch. 03



This new stranger, that now stood so quietly behind me, had just locked my door. This ensured his complete uninterrupted privacy with me, as my cock and balls hung helplessly into the wall's glory hole. Pressed tight against the wall and strapped in by my wide spread ankles, my wrists strapped above by head, a large very tight strap around my waist and a strap around my neck, I just stood there panicking. While waiting for the guy behind me to make his move, in the next booth someone began sucking my tender cock. 

Even though I had just come twice, my sore cock was responding to his soft oral manipulations. I could feel my captive 10 inch cock start to fill with blood, even though the sides and especially the tip were very tender. I'm sure, that as tight as my cock and balls were pressed into the hole, that he must have thought I was begging for a blow job.

The guy behind stood completely motionless, not speaking a word, but I could feel his stare bore onto my exposed nude body and wide open just fucked ass. I finally felt both his hands touch my waist as they slid up my torso towards my underarms. At first it felt kind of good, but once he had reached my armpits, he grabbed the underarm hair of both armpits in each of his hands and pulled it hard in his fists. The immediate pain caused my hips to lurch forward into the hole, mistakeingly signaling my new cock sucker that I wanted him to swallow some more dick. He took this cue as I expected and started gobbling up a good 5 or 6 inches of my now completely swollen cock.

The guy behind me finally said, "So faggot, you like it rough huh?" 

As he tugged roughly on my under arm hairs, the pain caused my hips to thrust all the way forward into the hole, jabbing another inch or two into the cock sucker's mouth. I could hear him gag aloud from the oral assault I was making into his throat.

"I can tell by the bite marks on your neck and back that you really like it rough. Well if that's your thing, it's your lucky day, cause I like it rough too. I'm gonna give you just what you're advertising for and more. I don't know how you managed to strap yourself to that wall, but I'll test those straps to the limit for you," he hissed at me.

With my mouth gagged, and full of God knows whose underwear, I couldn't even mumble a single word. My face had been turned to the right and was pressed so tight to the wall from the strap around my neck, that I couldn't even see his face. I struggled to shake my head "no" from left to right, but the strap around my neck wouldn't budge an inch. I was just praying now that this guy wasn't some kind of a sadist pervert that really thought I liked pain.

Just then I felt a hard swat across my bare ass with the flat of his palm. It was loud and it stung like a hornet. I'm sure anybody outside the booth could hear the loud pop it made on my ass. The noise didn't seem to bother him at all. As I flinched and squirmed from the first blow, he seemed happily encouraged, I guess he misinterpreted my struggling as pleasure.

"Oh yea, that's my little faggot. You like that ass spanked hard huh?" he spoke sounding pleased.

With that comment, he started raining down swats on my tender bottom. He alternated on my cheeks, slowly taking his time in the semi dark room to ensure each blow landed squarely and made perfect contact. He would softly lay his hand on a cheek, kind of rub it around for a few seconds to position it or feel the texture of my skin with his palm, then draw his hand back quickly and swat me firmly. 

He went from one cheek to the other, maybe giving a dozen blows to each. As my ass stung more and more after each swat, I'm sure it was glowing a bright red by now. Tears were forming in my eyes and I finally fell into a full uncontrolled sobbing cry behind the underwear in my mouth.

The only part of my body that could move even an inch away from his assault was my hips and ass, so I'm sure the cock sucker on the other side thought I was loving his blow job. When he would draw back to swat my ass, I would tighten my cheeks as hard as I could and jam my pelvis deeper into the hole, trying to escape or delay the inevitable pain to my ass cheeks. Even though my cock was rock hard, it was also getting kind of numb and I was getting the feeling that I wouldn't be able to cum again no matter how good it got sucked on. The pain to my butt cheeks was incredibly distracting.

Pleased with his spanking performance, and my misinterpreted reactions, he finally relented and with both of his hands started pinching my cheeks as hard as he could. Over and over he took his index fingers and thumbs while squeezing as hard as he could, moving to new spots every couple of seconds. Now the tears really started to flow as he took hunks of my cheek's flesh and twisted the meat brutally. The more I shook and convulsed, the more he presumed I liked it hard.

"Damn bitch, you really are a freak. I never met anybody that liked it as rough as you do. Don't worry though, I got something special in mind for that ass," he taunted me.

All I could think was, "Couldn't he tell I don't like this at all, how dumb was he?"

That noise that the doctor makes when he pulls on those latex gloves, that stretching, that popping and that snapping noise he makes while adjusting the fit, well that's what I heard next. I had no idea why he thought he was going to need a pair of gloves for, as I was just glad the spanking and pinching had stopped. 

"Yea, I got something real special for you faggot. Have you ever been fisted?" he whispered.

"Surely he couldn't mean he was going to try to put his hand in my ass," I thought.

Next what felt what was like ice cold lotion, probably because my ass was so red and hot from the spanking, was being poured into the crack of my ass. I then felt him start to smear it around the insides of my ass cheeks and right onto my tender puckered ass hole. 

"You're going to love this sissy boy. I'm going to abuse that ass the way you always prayed a man would abuse it. You're tight little hole is going to be so full of my fist, that you're going to cum as hard as you ever have cum in your life for me," he tormented me.

I completely panicked now, squirming and thrusting the only part of my body that could move even an inch, as my hips ground my cock deeper into the glory hole. The cock sucker must have taken this as a signal that I needed more action than his mouth could provide me as he momentarily stopped sucking. After I felt him release his lips on my swollen cock it was just seconds later that he was trying to impale his very tight warm lubricated ass hole on it. 

He was really struggling to take it. I felt him poke in a couple of inches and then immediately pull off, only to start over again as he tried to get acclimated to my thickness. Again and again, he would try to stuff it up his tight ass only to pull off and gather his courage for another attempt. 

After several attempts, he finally got a good 5 inches up his ass and just kind of remained still, adjusting to my 10 inch hard cock halfway in him. I felt him start to move back and forth very slowly, each time gobbling up another half an inch or so. My cock was so numb that I really couldn't feel much, but it did kind of take my mind off the guy behind me.

Just then I felt the guy behind me insert all four of his fingers and start his ascent up my asshole. At first he just massaged my opening softly almost being a little considerate of my pain, but within a minute I felt him withdraw and reinsert, this time with his thumb too. As he slowly twisted his thumb and fingers in deeper, my ass hole gradually opened up and accepted his invasion. 

Believe it or not, it really felt pretty good, as I was totally surprised myself. When he got up to his knuckles I felt a lot of resistance and pressure, but he just kept twisting and grinding that hand, going deeper every second. 

"Open up bitch, let me get in there and stuff that hole right. You know you want it," he taunted me.

The guy in the other booth had made a lot of progress on my cock. By now he had stuffed a solid 8 inches up his smooth hot ass and was wriggling around trying to get the rest in. He seemed happy with what he had ingested in his ass so far and started a steady rhythmic pumping up and down on my desensitized but rock hard cock. I pressed my cock hard into the hole trying to escape the inevitable assault on my ass to no avail.

Behind me, the pressure on my ass hole was becoming incredibly strong. I wondered if this was physically possible or if it would ruin me for life. He just kept twisting his hand around, but it didn't seem like it would go in.

"Relax faggot, once I get it past the knuckles my fist will taper down to my wrist and you will absolutely love it," he almost ordered me.

With that, he slapped my ass really hard one time with his other hand and I jerked involuntarily onto his thick fist. As it popped into my ass, my sphincter muscle just clamped down and gobbled up his fist all the way to his wrist. Stars came to my closed eyes as I fought through the initial realization and pain that I had a strangers entire fist up my ass. 

Thank God he didn't move for a few seconds while I tried to adjust and relax on his fist. When he finally started some movement again, it was like a very slow twisting of his entire fist. He would turn it clockwise about an inch or so and then go counterclockwise back to it's original position. Very slowly and very gently, he just wrenched his fist around the inside walls of my guts. I could feel his large protruding knuckles scrape over the sensitive walls inside my rectum. Every couple of revolutions he would increase the amount his fist turned, allowing me to adjust on his manipulations.

The guy on the other side of the wall had just now finally managed to take my entire cock up his ass. He just pressed his ass hard against the wall and ground his cheeks onto the smooth plywood hole, sometimes kind of smashing my balls in the process. Once he tired of the grinding, he started some long deep thrusts up and down my cock. 

He was getting the fucking he wanted and I had no say so about it. Every couple of pumps on my cock, he would use his deepest downstroke, and he would squash my balls sending a jolt of pain through my body. Even with the pain in my balls, I knew I was getting ready to cum again.

The guy behind me was adding some depth now to his grinding fist. On every twist of his fist he seemed like he was trying to push it in a little deeper. Since his fist was in palm side up, I felt those hard knuckles rubbing over my prostate and I was getting that itchy feeling in my balls. 

"You're doing real good faggot. It's a solid inch past my wrist now and your ass is begging for more huh?" he teased me. 

Now he stopped the twisting and just started thrusting back and forth an inch or so. He drew his fist back far enough so that it was almost at the point of his knuckles being expelled. He was making me suffer on the thickest part of his fist on purpose. He was using the knuckled part of his hand to stretch my sphincter muscle as wide as he could. No was longer concentrating on the twisting or depth, he just focused on opening my ring as wide as he could. He fucked my ass slowly and methodically, while it seemed almost like he was trying to see how big he could make my hole open.

That's when I really started to like it. My ass was now relaxed and every time those knuckles stretched my ring open I grunted silently into my underwear stuffed mouth. Short little two to three inch jabs, demonstrating the girth of his fist inside my ring was what I liked. I loved the feeling of being stretched open and accepting his assault. I felt myself trying to push my ass back farther and hoping he would go faster.

"That's my boy. I got you now. I'm going to make you cum like the little bitch you are," he growled dominantly at me. "Cum on that fist for your Daddy."

I heard the guy riding my cock start to moan as he went faster and deeper on my swollen tool. I knew he was cumming on my cock by his jerky movements and his groaning. All the sudden I started to spasm in my ass. Contractions deep inside my bowels were so intense that I couldn't hold back any longer. As he rammed the widest part of his fist as fast as he could in short steady strokes, I started cumming in my ass and out of my cock at the same time. 

My cock blew so hard, and my ass contracted so strong, that I blew at least ten squirts of juice up that ass. After he had cum, he rode my cock slowly til he politely assumed I was finished and then just stood still on it for a moment. As my cock started to soften, I felt him pull off of it and it felt good to be released from that tight ass. 

I was now so tender, I didn't want anyone to touch my aching cock right now. I felt the guy on the other side of the booth take a soft towel or a handkerchief and both lovingly and appreciatively clean my spent tender cock. I'm glad he was finally finished cause my balls were so sore from his banging them into the wall.

The guy behind me had tired from his vigorous fist fucking and now pulled his fist out roughly with a loud plop. Probably twenty minutes had gone by and I think he was exhausted from the hard work. He had made me cum like he said he would and was very proud of himself.

"Told you I knew what that hungry faggot ass needed. You never been fucked like that before have you?" He boasted.

My ass hole felt so wide open, like the muscles in my sphincter weren't closing up yet. I swear, I could almost feel cool air up inside me. Fearing he was leaving without letting me down, I started squirming against the restraints hoping to signal my desire to be released. He totally misread my attempts at pleading for release from these straps.

"No sissy boy, no more today. I'm going to leave a couple of extra gloves on the seat here with my lotion. Maybe somebody else can take over. I'm tired and I really need to get home. Have fun faggot," he said.

As I squirmed against the wall fearing he would leave without releasing me he stopped and wrote something else on my back with an ink pen. Under my other message he wrote, "I love to be fist fucked."

About the same time my fist fucker left, I heard the guy in the other booth unlatch his door and leave. It wasn't thirty seconds before my door latched shut again and I felt another new stranger standing behind me. As I stood motionless against the wall, every muscle in my body aching especially my ass and cock, I heard the adjoining booth door open and lock close again.

To be continued... 



Glory Hole Favors Ch. 04



The new guy behind me just stood there as I felt his large presence near my exposed and restrained body. He didn't utter a single word to me, probably just bewildered and surveying me in restraints while plotting his course of action. 

As I heard the adjoining booth's door lock, I immediately felt a hard calloused hand grip my tender aching cock and fondle it very roughly. While this rough hand tugged on my cock, I felt his other hand clumsily grab my nuts and squeeze them harshly. I couldn't help myself from trying to jerk my hips away from the hole and the unsolicited groping. Tied as tight as I was to the wall, I couldn't pull more than an inch away from the hole. As the guy in the other booth tugged roughly on my tender cock and balls, my ass jerked and shook in an effort to escape his grasp.

The guy behind me finally whispered in a very deep manly voice, "Relax faggot boy, I'm going as fast as I can. Quit shaking that hungry sissy white ass for me until I get this hog in you. You're gonna get 12 inches of thick black meat if you can hold still long enough for me to get it in you." 

I shook my legs and arms in protest, not being able to utter a word with the underwear still stuffed in my mouth, as I heard him unzip and lower his pants. 

"I don't know nothing about that "fist fucking" message on your back, and my fist ain't very horny either right now, ha-ha, but I understand that other message real good. I'm gonna fuck your ass deeper and harder than anybody ever has in your life," he taunted me.

I began crying and sobbing again, it was totally uncontrollable, as I realized that another taboo was about to be broken. I wasn't a racist, really I wasn't, I just dated inside my own race. That was my upbringing, that was my family's way, I never thought about anyone except Caucasian women. Hell, I hadn't even ever thought about any man's cock before in my life and now I was going to get my third for the day and it was a 12 inch black cock. 

I wondered if he would be rough or gentle as I braced myself mentally for the oncoming invasion in my ass. The guy on the other side of the wall still roughly manhandled my limp cock, lacking any sign of a gentle touch. He wasn't gentle at all, as he tugged on my tender and desensitized cock. He squashed my drained balls in his callused hands while he yanked and pulled at my cock, expecting it to spring to life from his harsh manipulations. Since I couldn't pull away from his none too gentle touch, because I would have if I could have, it began to occur to me that he might think I liked his rough handling. 

The black guy behind me had now placed the tip of his alleged 12 inch cock onto my extremely sore ass hole now. Even if the length was going to be a problem, and I knew it was, I was pretty sure that the girth would be easier than the fist fucking I had just received. I was pretty sure my ass hole was still partially open and relaxed enough to accommodate him somewhat easier after the fisting. Boy, was I ever wrong. As soon as he tried to shove that big thing in me, I realized it was going to be a very tight fit. 

The width of his cock must be bigger than the other guy's fist, cause as soon as he pushed it forward, it didn't slide in like I expected. The blunt tip of his cock just pressed against my dry ass hole as he tried to force it in. The lotion that had been used to lubricate me for the fist fucking, I had received moments earlier, had already dried up. 

"Damn boy, we gonna have to juice that pussy hole up for you," he growled at me sounding irritated, while I heard him spit into his hand.

He smeared his spittle filled hand into the cheeks of my ass and around my hole, attempting to lubricate me some for an easier penetration. When he was satisfied that he had me wet enough, he just wiped his nasty spit slick hand in my hair. Wiping his wet fingers back and forth in patches of my hair, he rubbed his hand over and over, until he was satisfied it was dry. 

His cock touched my ass hole now and with a couple of hard pumps on his part, the thick head popped into me. I growled in pain and shoved my hips forward into the hole, trying to somehow delay his anal entry. That didn't slow him down a bit though, as he forced more of his cock into my ass hole aggressively and impatiently. 

"Don't even try to pull away from me faggot. Just lay into that wall and take all my fat cock up your sissy pussy like a good little faggot," he whispered ominously to me as he forced more cock up my ass.

I squirmed and bucked my hips hard into the hole in front of me, trying to pull my ass away from his quick entry. As he jammed more and more of his cock in my ass, I kept flinching and jabbing at the hole, knowing that any escape from his assault was impossible. 

The guy on the other side obviously took this as a signal that I liked my cock and balls played with roughly. He let go of my semi hard cock and while it hung through the hole, he just slapped it with his open palm. 

My cock was so numb and desensitized that it didn't really hurt that much, so he started slapping it harder. I guess, that since I didn't pull away from him, he must have thought I wanted it slapped even harder. He spanked my cock with his hand and crushed my nuts in his palm while I groaned as loud as I could into my underwear filled mouth. My muted grunts, through the wall, must have appeared as sighs of approval since he never saw me pull away or heard me ask him to stop.

While he battered my cock and mauled my balls, the black guy behind me kept jamming more cock into my captive ass. He pounded in and out as fast as he could, while I tried desperately to accommodate that huge appendage. This guy was just plain mean. I mean, he must have known that when he bottomed out in my ass, my flinching indicated discomfort. I could feel him hit the back of my anal cavity and I knew he had at least 3 inches left. Each downstroke he made into me, had me jerking and flinching my hips forward.

The guy on the other side of the wall completely misread my involuntary hip jerks. He now intensified his mauling of my cock and began to brutally pinch my ball sac with his fingernails. Each pinch felt like an electric shock in my balls and only made my hip jerking more erratic. The guy fucking my ass was loving my squirming around on his cock.

"Damn bitch, I ain't never had no boy pussy move on my cock like you do. Most people complain I'm too damn big to get it all in, but I think you're gonna handle all of this dick. Just a couple of more inches and I'm gonna fuck you long and hard," he stupidly complimented me.

While he tried to jam the remaining couple of inches up my ass, the guy on the other side was having his sadistic fun. He had stopped the pinching of my nut sac and while he still roughly twisted my cock in one hand, he thumped one of my balls hard with his finger. The first time he thumped me, I yelped and moaned as loud as I could through my gag. Tears came to my eyes and rolled down my cheeks as he mistakenly took this as my sign of approval. Over and over he took turns on each ball, thumping them and hearing me groan in accordance just spurned him on. Again, he must have thought I liked this or else I would have removed my cock from the hole in the wall.

I squeezed my eyes shut as hard as I could while the tears flowed down my cheeks. The guy behind me had now completely bottomed out in my ass and had started a steady grind. I felt his chest press into my back and his groin press into my ass cheeks. He placed his hands on the wall beside my face to steady himself, and I noticed he had the biggest hands I had ever seen. The skin on his huge hands was so very black and I could see the muscles in his wrists as he pounded his cock into my ass. I was really glad at this moment that he wasn't into fisting my ass.

As I groaned and flinched on the abuse my balls were taking, my hips shook and bucked hard onto his deeply imbedded cock. Over and over he just slammed deep into my ass forcing me to accept every single centimeter of his long black cock.

"Yea faggot, work that pussy for your black daddy. I'm getting ready to spray my cum up your pussy hole," he said demeaningly.

My ass was now relaxed and starting to get that good feeling again. The guy on the other side of the wall had stopped thumping my balls momentarily, and he now stroked his two calloused and spit slicked hands on my semi hard cock. I began to enjoy this a little bit more now, anything was better than the ball thumping. My cock never got completely hard, but it didn't seem to matter to the guy handling it. He now allowed me to enjoy his manipulations as he roughly stroked both of his hands up and down my shaft in an attempt to milk my cum out.

Without the torture on my cock and balls, I began a concentrated coupling with my anal assaulter. We got into a steady rhythm as he sawed in and out, each time plunging until his blunt head poked the back of my anal wall. His cock really started to feel good as my balls began to draw up whatever little cum was left for the guy masturbating me. 

Even though my cock never got fully hard this time, I felt a heavy orgasm start deep in my balls. I'm usually a very heavy cummer, maybe 8 to 12 spurts, but after the first spray or two from my cock, I felt like I was dry. I'm not sure anything else came out more than a dribble now. The sensation of the orgasm was pretty much the same, I just guess my balls were just drained dry. The pain and the pleasure of my cumming had me sobbing again as my ass was still being pounded.

"Yea, cry for that cum bitch. Cry like a baby that needs some milk. I got some white juice for you. Cry for me, I'm cumming now," the guy whispered in my ear.

He took his hands off the wall and grabbed my hips, punching his 12 inches as hard as he could up my ass. I felt his fingernails dig deep into my waist as he puffed and panted behind me. As he poured his seed deep into my ass, I pushed back as hard as I could. Jet after jet of warm cum pumped deep into my ass as he finished his assault. I was glad it was over but felt sad and empty at the same time.

As he withdrew his cock from my ass I felt warm sprays of liquid hitting my cock and balls. I guess the guy that masturbated me had just sprayed his load onto me in his final gesture. 

The guy behind me zipped up and before leaving said, "Nobody has ever taken all 12 inches of my cock up their ass. You're the biggest faggot freak ever bitch."

As he left my booth, I heard still someone else enter and lock the door behind them. Before leaving, the guy on the other side gave my balls one final swat with his hand. It was so hard, that as I screamed into my underwear filled mouth, I swear I saw stars. I think I blacked out for a second, maybe not, but the next thing I felt was a tongue in my ass cleaning and slurping all the cum out.

As someone now gently sucked my ass hole out, my drained balls and limp cock remained suspended in his now vacant booth. He took his time and licked the streams of cum that had dripped down my legs. Softly and slowly, he administered a thorough passionate but gentle cleaning of all the spent semen on my backside.

I can't recall much else. Things got kind of blurry after that. For the next several hours men used my cock and ass hole. My tender but hungry ass was fucked at least a dozen more times. My sensitive cock and balls were sucked by an endless stream of cocksuckers. It seemed like someone was always nursing on my cock. I never got another hard on for them, even though I experienced more dry cum orgasms. I was fisted slowly and clumsily by an old man that jacked off on my ass while he used me. Honestly, I just can't remember the order of what happened after the events I have told you so far. 

I know I had gotten to the arcade about 9 in the morning and when the clerk untied me it was 8 in the evening. He had just come on his shift and another customer told him about a guy hanging up in a booth. He asked me about who had done this to me, or if I wanted to file charges against someone. I didn't, I just wanted to get out of there. 

The "Please fuck my hungry faggot ass everybody and anybody, I really need your cock badly" and the "I love to be fist fucked" signs that were written on my back, were finally discovered by my girlfriend. I scrubbed them as hard as I could, until I couldn't see them in the mirror, but they had been put on with permanent markers. She read the faint outline of the words that were left on my back the next day. The huge hickeys gave me away, my collared shirt just wasn't high enough on my neck. 

For the next two days, I tried several lies before I finally told her the truth, but nothing worked. She left me a officially a few days after she had heard the truth. I still go to the arcade, more than I had before, and I'm also a very accomplished cocksucker now. I classify myself in my favorite category, "the bonafide faggot" category. I don't care how big or small their cocks are, if they stick them through my hole I will swallow them to the root, impale my ass on them all the way and swallow every drop they can produce. I am now a bona fide faggot. I'll still let them suck on my 10 inches, and I'll still let them work their ass down my cock too, but I really prefer giving the head and ass up. Remember, you can't always take, you got to give too. Sometimes you have to learn the hard way.



Glory Hole Favors



I felt him press his body into my backside. That hard 8 inch cock fit in the crack of my ass like a hotdog in a bun. He reached his hands around and tweaked my nipples. Kind of rough, but it sent shocks of electricity through my whole body. As he mashed my nipples roughly between his thumb and index finger, he again kissed my neck and then my cheek. 

I felt his waist pull away from my ass and his cock poked around my asshole. I was so lubricated and wet that he made perfect contact on my hole with his rigid cock in seconds. His cock was so hard he didn't need to guide it in with his hand. He found his target quickly and entered me slowly and gently. 

What I thought would really hurt, didn't at all. Just a little discomfort, a strange full sensation that I was unaccustomed to. No hurt, none at all, in fact, there was so much going on I didn't notice any pain at all. It was warm, it was stiff and it felt full. It didn't really feel good, but it didn't hurt either. 

At the same time, the guy on the other side was slobbering away again, while my ass fucker licked my face and pinched my nipples. I was enjoying the blow job and the ass fucking wasn't killing me. My cock was twitching again and I hoped this would be all over soon. I just wanted to come so bad.

As my ass relaxed more, something started happening back there. His cock started rubbing on something that was really freaking me out. It immediately went from not so bad, to this feels kind of good. In fact, he was hitting a good spot over and over as he drilled in and out of my ass. 

"Yea, that a boy. I hit the good spot huh?" he boasted to me softly.

All I could do was grunt and groan now. The strange thing was, that as good as the blow job felt, I found myself concentrating more on the feelings in my ass than the feelings on my cock. I wanted to squeeze my cheeks down on his cock but they were stretched so wide open I couldn't move. I loved the feeling of a man behind me filling my ass with his cock. The more he fucked me, the more passionate I became to him. I arched my lower back and tried to give him more access. He hadn't given me but a few inches so far and I wanted more cock. He knew he had me, he knew I was his now, there would be now screaming or struggling.

"I don't think we need this anymore," he said as he pulled the underwear from my mouth.

My mouth was so dry, but it was good to have the more fresh air because I was panting hard. He immediately replaced his mouth on my mouth and gave me a hard kiss. I was repulsed at first, but found his lips so soft and passionate that I opened my mouth and received his kiss.

"Bite down on my lower lip lover," he directed me.

As I held his lower lips between my teeth and bit softly, I felt him push all the way in. His pelvis ground against my ass now, back and forth, as he stroked all 8 inches deep inside my spread cheeks. Pulling almost all the way out, he would push back in as fast as he could. The pounding he was giving me was both hard and deep.

"Take it sweet cheeks, eat that big dick up with that tight ass," he mouthed into my wide open mouth still holding his lower lip in my teeth.

With that he started fucking me as hard as he could. He tapped on the wall 5 times and his friend started working faster on my cock. He sucked it deep and massaged my balls hard. With his other hand, he gripped around the base and jerked my cock fast. I felt the cum rise in my nuts as he sucked my cock deep and fast. My nipples were aching from the pinching while I gently held on to his lower lip. My ass was had tremendous spasms and I shook all over. 

"Tell me when you're going to cum sissy boy," he demanded.

Everything was tingling, my ass, my nipples, my balls and my dick. I was almost over the edge.

"When you're ready to cum, tell me you love me and you will return favors to everyone in the future," he demanded.

This strange and degrading demand put me over the edge. 

I couldn't hold back anymore as I mouthed the words, "I love you and I will return favors to everyone in the future."

"Good boy, good boy, now take this cum up your ass," he groaned.

With that I felt his cock twitch and jerk. He slammed hard into me and emptied his nuts. I felt his warm seed fill my ass and all the sudden his cock slid and glided with a lubricated ease. 

As he continued to pump my ass and squirt his cum, I exploded my load into his friends mouth. He locked onto my cock and swirled his tongue and lips on the head while he jerked it hard and fast with his hands. I blew so hard that I saw stars. My hips jerked uncontrollably, pounding my spurting cock into the hot mouth on one side, while my ass was ground deep and hard on the other side. Sweat was dripping down my body as he pulled his cock from my ass and the mouth came off my cock. 

"Stay right there, he-he, sweet cheeks. My buddy is coming right over for his turn," he laughed.

As I rested against the wall and caught my breath, I heard him zip up, exit the booth and enter his friends cubicle. Just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder and some fingers digging into my asshole.

"You going to be as good to me as you were to my buddy, faggot boy?" his friend said.

To be continued...



Glory Hole Finds



Hi, I'm Oliver. I'm a freshman in college, I'm 19, and this is one of my more interesting sex stories. I hope you enjoy!

It was during a two week break from classes in the second semester. It was a great feeling to get away from all the late night studying and hard tests. I had decided had decided to go to the beach with some friends from further north. We met down at the beach and spent the whole day there. It was a blast and I didn't want to go back when it was over. But I'm glad that I left when I did.

It was a two hour drive from my dorm so of course I had to stop for bathroom breaks. On a certain break, I was getting drowsy as it was late at night. I stopped at this empty looking gas station. I got an energy drink and snack. When I was checking out, my bladder hit me. I needed to piss like no other.

"Is there a bathroom around here?" I asked the guy behind the register.

"It's around back," he replied passively.

"Thanks," I told him as I left. There were only a couple other cars around. They probably belonged to employees. Yet there was a pretty nice car there for a gas station worker.

I found the restroom and pushed open the door. The lights were buzzing, but other than that, it was dead silent. I looked into the fading mirror and checked myself out. I could already see a sunburn. I made my way to the stalls. I pushed open the first door and the sight was repulsive. I'll save you the details but it WAS a gas station bathroom. I don't know what else to expect. I went to the second one which was decent. I entered and locked the door.

I did my business and let out a sigh at the release. It's a great feeling to empty a bursting bladder. I put myself away and looked at the toilet handle in disgust. I then put my hands on the walls for balance as I flushed the toilet with my foot. The flush was loud and echoed in the restroom. The noise seemed much louder than anything.

I was just about to turn around when something caught my eye. I saw on the right stall wall that there was a hole. A glory hole no doubt. I had read about them on the Internet. I've never gone looking for one, but I've always imagined what it'd be like to use one. I find the idea of sucking a stranger's dick in a bathroom somewhat erotic. I know it's not the safest thing whatsoever, but I still think it's hot. Just the thought stirred my pants. 

I stared down at it in wonder. Thinking, should I use it or not. Then I realized, no one's in the other stall anyway, so what's the point of thinking about it anyway? Then I heard a zip. Much like the sound of a zipper from a man's jeans. I froze. It came from that stall. My mind was racing. What if he stuck his dick through that hole? Could I do it? Or would I chicken out?

The next action snapped me out of my thoughts. This guy's finger rested on the edge of the hole. I swallowed hard. I decided that I wanted to do it. My heart pounded as I placed mine next to his. I guess this was his signal that he needed. I heard a slight shuffle from the next stall. I saw his feet under the stall face the wall.

I saw his head poke through first. It came into my stall and it had to be at least 9 inches long! Not to mention how thick it was. It was cut and had the perfectly shaped head and smoothest shaft. It had to be the most perfect dick I've ever seen in person. He was comparable to porn stars. 

I reached out with my hand first. I felt him up and let my fingers glide across his silky smooth skin. I played with his head a bit. Then, I let my fingers travel down his length and gently stroked his balls. I smiled. 

My next move was me squatting down in front of him. That perfect penis was level with my face now. I gripped the base as I came closer. I rested his tip on my slightly ajar lips and breathed a hot breath on him. I heard an almost inaudible lustful moan come from its owner. I smiled. I put the very tip between my lips and closed down on it. I flicked that slit with my tongue. It was a nice taste.

I then let the whole, pink head slip into my mouth. I flicked the underside of it and slid my tongue across the whole. It didn't take me long to let more of his member to enter my mouth. My tongue dragged along the bottom of his shaft when he went in. 

A few inches out of the many were inside my watering mouth. I pushed it against the inside of my cheek. Then the other. I opened wide and pulled it down on my tongue. I closed my mouth around him again.

"Ooh, you're not too bad at this," he stated under his breath. Something about his voice got me even harder. I could feel my dick growing even more in my underwear. It was pushing and just begging to be pulled out. 

I gave in and undid my jeans with both my hands. It was a little sloppy as I pulled it out. I stroked it with one hand and let my other hand take care of this stranger's base.

I squeezed my tongue on his throbbing cock and he let out another slight moan. I closed my eyes and pushed forward. His dick inches its way further into my mouth. It was hard to keep from gagging but I managed. Groans came from him as I sucked on almost all of his dick. My hand didn't have enough room to hold on anymore. I let it travel to his nuts though. I held them gently and rubbed them from underneath.

"God, I haven't had head this good in months," he said from his stall. His voice got to me again. Just something about it.

I was getting even more confidence at that point. From all the positive feedback I was getting from him. I began to bob my head. His dick slid in and out of my moist, warm mouth. His moans became slightly more audible then. I started to stroke myself more consistently too.

After a little more bobbing, I went deep. I couldn't quite manage the whole thing though. I held it there and the guy was loving it. I could tell. I could hear his breathing at that point.

He took matters into his own hands then. He began thrusting himself into me. It began slipping out from my lips and just before he popped out, it drilled back in. It shocked me at first but I learned to take it. I started touching myself even more as he face fucked me. When he was on an out stroke, I let it slip from me. A strand of spit connected my lips and his head.

"Your dick is so big," I told him. It was the first thing I had said. He paused before going back for more.

A second passed and he continued to ram my face. He tasted to good as he glided over my taste buds. It was beginning to get too slippery to control. I squeezed my lips around his dick and he slowly came out of my mouth.

"How about we take this further in your stall?" I asked. He didn't answer immediately. I stared at his shining cock as I waited. Mine in hand. 

"Yeah. Get in here," he finally replied. I smiled.

I then went back for one final blow to the blowjob. I swallowed his dick. I let it go all the way into my mouth this time. My nose was buried in his pubes and my chin scraped his balls. I swallowed and felt my spit slide across it. He was down in my throat. It was an accomplishing feeling to get that much meat in my mouth. I'm sure it felt good for him too. I squeezed him with my lips and I pulled away.

I stood up in my stall and put my dick away. I was positive we were alone but just in case. I wouldn't want anyone to see my rock hard dick sticking out of my pants. I left my stall and stood in front of his. I heard the door unlock. I took a moment and I couldn't wait to see how perfect he looked. I pushed the door in and my jaw dropped.

There sitting on the toilet with his pants around his ankles was the complete jock of my class! He was chiseled and had a six pack. He was only a little older than me. His muscles were bulging and his cock was throbbing. I can't believe that I just blew one of the football players who had a really popular girlfriend. I didn't know what to say. I was speechless.

His eyes widened at the sight of me. He obviously recognized me from our one class together. His face reddened and his shock quickly turned to anger. He reached forward an grabbed me by my collar. He pulled me into the stall and relocked it. I could see the anger but his boner wasn't going anywhere. 

"If you EVER say a WORD about this to ANYONE, I swear I'll-" he began. 

"I won't. Trust me," I said interrupting him. 

"Why should I trust you?" He asked with a suspicious look. 

"You kinda have to," I pointed out. He stared at me for a moment. He still had an erection and so did I. 

"Fine," he finally said. 

"So are we gonna finish this or not?" I asked him.

"Yeah sure. Take those off," he told me, motioning to my pants.

I did as I was told and dropped my pants and underwear right away. They fell to my ankles and I turned around. He spread my cheeks apart and spit onto my asshole.

He rose and held my hips in place. I felt him come closer until his dick was pressed against me. It was pointing up and it slid right in between my cheeks. It felt so slippery and nice. I shivered at the feeling. 

He started to ride it up and down so that his length glided against my hole. I moaned in ecstasy. I felt him pull me closer to him as he grinded.

"Let's see how tight you are," I heard him say.

His finger then touched my hole and pressed against it. It slipped in it felt pretty good. It was nothing compared to what it was going to feel like when it was another part of him in me though.

"Ooh, this ought to be nice," he commented. All I could do in response was smile. I didn't know what to say.

Finally the best part came. I'd been fantasizing about it for quite some time by then. His tip poked my hole and I readied myself. 

When the pressure began, I got even more excited. He pushed but it wouldn't go in at first. He pushed harder and I could feel myself stretching, trying to make room for him. It got in after a moment though. It was just his head and he stood there for a moment. I breathed and calmed myself so that he could go in further easier. 

He resumed pushing a minute later. It went in roughly. It didn't glide into me. Probably because of its size. His cock would go in a few inches and stop. And it rubbed against my skin like wet rubber. I held my breath while he penetrated me. I heard his airy moan as he pressed down on my hips.

His cock was almost all the way in. Then, with one more thrust, he shoved the last couple of inches into me. He was balls deep inside of my ass. I was so turned on. His hands ran across my back as he breathed heavily. I was trying to get used to how big it is.

He then started pulling out. It felt like he was a mile long when he finally reached the end of me. Then, he drove it back in. It didn't go all the way this time. I gasped though. He repeated this again. And again. And again. 

Things speeded up though. He started to make strokes shorter but faster. When he started going the full length again, he slammed all the way into me. Our skin clapped together and the bathroom setting magnified the sound. His balls even swung and slapped into mine. My cock my raging and dripping loads of precum. I moaned as it became less painful and more pleasuring. 

"Yeah," I moaned.

Then, he bent over me and his chest touched my back. He reached under me and started to play with my boner. It felt so good to have it in his hands. I moaned hard. He jacked it off loosely as he pounded my ass. I closed my eyes and clenched my teeth. His fingers were rubbing my head all around. Then, his hand moved forward and he started rubbing the tip in the palm of his hand. It was such a hot feeling. Combined with the heavy breathing, clapping, fucking, and handjob, I felt an orgasm coming up. 

"I'm... I'm bout to...," I began, but I couldn't finish. That was all the warning I could get out.

I felt my cum rush through my manhood and out the tip. I shot several ropes straight into the palm of his hand. It filled his hand up and fell to the floor. I kept shooting my load until I finally finished. He used three fingers to squeeze anything left in me out. He immediately pulled his hand away and I felt his huge cock slip out of me too. I looked over my shoulder at him. 

"On your knees. Now," he ordered.

I knew exactly what he wanted. I turned around and got down to my knees. His throbbing erection was as hot as ever. I took it into my mouth and deep throated him. I sucked hard and put my tongue to work. I also bobbed my head and twisted it around too to give him the best blowjob yet. I went fast and hard. 

"Oh shit," he said as he dropped his head back. That was it. 

He blew his load in my mouth. I felt the hot streams of cum shooting down my throat. It was coming out so fast that I struggled to keep up with it. Most of it was swallowed but some of his man juice leaked down my chin. I held him there tightly in my warm mouth until he finished. He pulls his dick out and I squeezed out his remaining sperm. It popped out and swung around.

I stood up still partly naked and looked him in the eyes. I smiled and he slightly grinned back. He then put himself away. 

"That was nice. But remember, not a word to anyone," he reminded me. 

"I know, I know," I replied. I then reached down and pulled my pants back up. I was covered once again. I turned around and unlocked the door. 

I left the stall and fixed what needed fixing in the mirror before leaving. It was a long trip home still. 

Well that's the story of how I fucked the big jock. I don't regret any of it and I haven't told anyone. I'm good at keeping my word. We haven't spoken since though. Just a couple awkward eye contacts. Maybe one day he'll decide to come out. Who knows.



Glory Hole First Timer



I’m not sure where my interest came from. I think it has something to do with finding my dad’s porn collection when I was younger. I remember one day I was watching this girl suck this beautiful cock on tape. All of a sudden I became so curious as to what a cock in my mouth would feel like. I didn’t find it dirty (well, not in a negative way) or disgusting. From then on, whenever I watched porn, I couldn’t keep my eyes off the cocks. It just became my infatuation. All I could think about was having one sliding in and out of my mouth.

Since I wasn’t gay and knew this to be very true, no question at all, meeting guys face to face was really difficult. After many uncomfortable encounters, I found what changed my life. Glory holes. 

One day I just happened to stumble into a dirty video store, got some tokens, sat down and noticed the hole in the wall. The smell of sex was everywhere and was totally intoxicating. I quit paying attention to the hole and found a channel that was nothing but cum shots, my favorite. I pulled my pants down and started stroking my cock. My head was spinning.

Then the door to the booth next to mine opened. I quickly pulled my pants back up. The guy came in and stood in front of the TV screen, dropped in some tokens and pulled his cock out and started stroking. I was mesmerized by this. I, as usual, couldn’t take my eyes off his cock. He was stroking with his left hand, that’s why I noticed the wedding band. I tried but couldn’t see his face. I guess he saw me peering through the hole. He started to turn around. Scared that I had been caught staring, I quickly sat back in my chair. I didn’t want to get into a fight because I was a “damn queer”. I mean, this was Texas.

I sat there for what felt like hours. Then all of a sudden, he pushed his cock through the hole. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I didn’t know people did this kind of thing. Here I was, sitting in a dark booth with a cock through the wall. I reached out and grabbed it and started stroking. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. With the smell of cum everywhere, my head was spinning. Next thing I know, something took over. I got down on my knees. I was eye level with one of the biggest cocks I’d ever seen. I started rubbing it against my lips as I jacked it. I started to get worried about disease. But then I thought back to the wedding band. Slowly, I started opening my mouth, licking the head with my tongue. 

Next thing I know, I have this cock in my mouth. I was sucking it for all I was worth. All the feelings of discomfort that I experienced in a few awkward meetings were gone. I could finally live my fantasy, totally anonymous.

Since I had never let anyone cum in my mouth, I couldn’t tell he was getting close. Next thing I know, my mouth was flooded with his cum. I hadn’t even tasted cum before. I didn’t know what to do so I held his cock in my mouth. He finally pulled his cock out, zipped up, and walked out. I was left sitting in a booth, mouthful of cum. As soon as I touched my own hard cock, I exploded. All I did was touch it. I then swallowed what was in my mouth, licked my own cum off my hand, I didn’t have a towel, and bolted for the door. 

I was so embarrassed by what I had done. I let this guy that I didn’t even know, not even what he looked like, cum in my mouth while sitting in a dirty video store. All I could think about was how dirty I was and how turned on that made me feel.

I’ve grown a bit since then. I still know that I am straight. I’m comfortable with my fetish. I can now get together face to face with a guy and not feel too uncomfortable. The only requirement is that we both know that he has to be aggressive and we are there for only sex, cruising works well for this. I don’t like talk unless it’s dirty, the dirtier the better.

Well, I hope you enjoyed. This, as noted previously, is my first story. I’d love to hear from anyone. With that said men are easy, I would really like to hear from women that find this exciting. More stories to cum!



Glory Hole Fuck



I had to head over to Atlanta one Saturday night on business and I figured I would leave early enough to stop by one of the video Arcades and see if there was any action going on. For the past several years I have kept my pubic hair neatly trimmed. As I showered before leaving I shaved my balls and pubic area and decided that I would take off all of the hair and try being hairless for a while.

I pulled up at the arcade and went straight to the video area to see what was happening. There were a few booths that were occupied and a few black guys standing around the walls waiting for some action. I made my way towards one of the booths that I knew had a big rectangular hole in it and fed the machine and sat down to watch a movie. Shortly after the movie began I heard someone enter the booth next to me. I leaned over and looked through the hole and saw that it was an attractive black man who had been leaning against the wall when I arrived. I sat patiently waiting to see what he wanted. As I kept one eye on the movie and one eye on the hole I noticed his big black hand in front of the hole making a motion like he was jerking off. I figured that meant he wanted to jerk me off and I was okay with that so I stood up and unzipped my jeans and stuck my dick through the hole for him. He immediately took my dick in his had and began stroking it. It felt good to have his big hand stroking my dick. After a minute of stoking he started digging his hand in my pants like he wanted access to my balls. I did not have a problem with him plying with my balls so I unbuckled my belt, unsnapped my pants and slid them down to my ankles. He immediately started rubbing my balls and exploring my freshly shaved pubic area. 

He kept going from massaging my balls to stroking my dick and I was really getting into this masterful hand job he was giving. Then as he was playing with my balls he started slipping a finger back towards my asshole. After fingering my ass this way for a minute he used his hand to get me to turn around and expose my ass to the glory hole. I was not really sure that this is what I wanted but he was persistent so I gave in and backed my ass up against the hole. What happened next was totally unexpected. I figured he would finger me some but he was playing with my asshole with his tongue. It felt great and I pushed my ass harder up against the hole to give him complete access to me. 

After a couple of minutes of his tongue I felt him stick his finger in my ass and start working it in and out. My dick was super hard and I was stroking it for all I was worth as he continued to finger me. He pulled his finger out and I did not know what to expect next until I felt the head of his dick against my hole. This was not what I had bargained for when I stopped in that night but I was way to worked up to stop it now. He pushed hard and I could feel the head start in my hole but he could not get it in me. He tried again a couple of times and still could not get his head to pop into my ass. I decided that maybe a little lubrication would help so I turned around and dropped to my knees and stared at his dick. It was big! I understood know why it wouldn't fit. He was very thick and I could wrap both of my hands around it and the head still stuck out. He had to be a t least 10 inches. I started licking the head and took him into my mouth and I started giving him the wettest, sloppiest blowjob I could. After a couple of minutes of wetting his dick I stood back up and backed my ass up to the hole again.

This time when he put that big dick head against my little asshole and pushed I felt the head slip inside of me. He paused for a minute and then I started backing up felt his dick sliding into my ass. Once he was deep inside of me he started a slow steady motion moving in and out of my ass. I began stroking my dick and knew that it would not take long for me to cum with him fucking me. He was pulling his dick almost all the way out of my ass and then slowly slid back in me. After he fucked me slowly for a good five minutes he began to increase the speed of his thrusts and I started cumming. Then all of a sudden he slammed in me all the way and I could feel the cum spurting from his big dick. He stayed inside of me until his dick started softening and then he pulled out. I could feel his cum running down my leg as I turned around and knelt in front of the hole to see that huge dick again. He was still pumping his dick to get the last of the cum out so I reached through the opening and took him in my hand and pulled him through the opening and began to clean him up with my mouth. When his dick was completely soft he pulled out and pilled his pants up and exited the booth. I sat down and started cleaning myself up wondering if I would ever see that big dick again.

I hope so!!



Glory Hole Fun



I've always wanted to visit and experience a glory hole, having heard the rumors about them at adult toy shops and bookstores.

I'm a 28 year old straight single guy. My sex life had been lacking excitement and variety for some time, spending way too much of my time and energy caught up in my job. I've been a real estate agent for a little over five years. Today's troubled housing market has required me to work many more hours than before just to make ends meet.

I've dated off and on, never finding the right girl for me. Either the sex was dull or they couldn't accept the time I had to dedicate to my job. For me anyway, a steady girlfriend was just too much aggravation and expense to endure.

My name is Kevin. I'm 6 feet 3 inches tall, weigh about 190 pounds and most of my girlfriends would probably say I'm a pretty good looking guy. I work out a few times a week, watch my diet and try to get my eight hours sleep every night.

I don't know when or where I acquired this interest for glory holes, I think it was a day I was surfing the net and discovered Craigslist. Out of curiosity, I found myself browsing through the many sexually explicit ads, people looking for hook-ups or no strings attached sex.

Most of these ads were men looking for other men, that just not being my thing, but every once in a while I'd notice an ad from a couple searching for a single male.

I've always had a fantasy of joining another man, fucking his wife. I had my doubts about the validity of these ads, it just sounded too good to be true. 

Then I discovered an ad posted by a couple looking to meet a man or a few men at a local glory hole, I hadn't even known there was one in the area. So, I figured what the hell, I replied to the ad.

To my surprise my email was answered asking me to provide a couple with a photo or two of my equipment, them saying they were only interested in glory hole sex. They made it know for certain that there would be no physical contact other than through the hole in the wall. They also wanted to know my stats, including my cock size.

My curiosity got the best of me, I had no photos of myself nude so I decided I'd take a few. I got out the digital camera and put an x-rated movie in the blue ray player to put me in the mood, bringing my cock to full erection.

I've been told I have a nice cock, having measured it at between 7 and 8 inches depending on my level of excitement. I've never been bashful or ashamed of the equipment I have, most women I've been with have been quite satisfied with my size and performance. Like any other guy, when I didn't have a current girlfriend, I'd masturbate often to take the edge off. I'd either watch a porn or read a story or two on Literotica.com. 

I took the pictures, being fairly pleased with the results and emailed the couple my photos. Within minutes, I had an invitation to meet them at the local porn shop that evening. I was instructed exactly what to do and which booth to go to.

I was very nervous, having never even been in the place, not knowing if anyone would even show up but figured I really didn't have anything to lose. So I took a shower, did some body trimming and grooming expecting the best. I put some nice cologne on and shaved, then dressed wearing a nice pair of slacks, my sexiest underwear and a nice button down shirt.

I know it was just going to a porn shop but figured if I was respectful, clean and polite, maybe something good would actually happen. I could hardly contain my excitement of meeting total strangers, not knowing what if anything would happen.

I arrived at the store, about 10 minutes early so I could check the place out, making sure to find and occupy the booth they requested me to be in. I entered the store and slowly and cautiously checked the place out, finding a curtain toward the back of the store.

I pulled the curtain back to find very dark hallway, with doors along the corridor, each numbered. As I snaked my way through the area I found door number 6, the room the couple had asked me to be in. Luckily the door was unlocked, the room empty.

I entered the tiny room noticing a television screen with a dollar bill slot beneath it. I wasn't born yesterday so I put a few dollars in the slot, the screen coming to life with a few couples going right at it. I sat on the bench, getting in the mood by watching the movie. As I looked around the tiny stall I noticed a hole in both walls to the sides of the bench, allowing visual access to the rooms on each side of me. The holes looked large, certainly a lot larger than needed to do what I knew their purpose was. Each hole was about the size of a softball or grapefruit.

I glanced into each room, both being vacant as I continued watching the movie. On the movie were two guys, one fucking this gorgeous gal with big tits as she had the other guy's cock stuffed in her mouth. I was already getting excited, this being the scenario I was hoping for. I was certainly too bashful to actually undo my pants and stroke my cock, knowing at any moment someone could enter a booth next to me, catching me in the act.

All of a sudden, I heard the door in the booth to my right close, a movie partially lighting the booth. I was very tentative about looking into the room, not wanting to scare anyone off if indeed the couple really did show up. I figured I'd let them set the pace and have complete control. I didn't want to come off as obnoxious or rude by sticking my face into the hole.

I could hear the movie next door, even thought I may have heard some rustling, sounding like clothes being removed. I was really getting excited now, barely being able to contain my growing erection, straining to be freed from my slacks. I fought back the urge to look through the hole.

I sat still, trying not to stare at the hole as I continued watching the movie, a definite tent noticeable at my crotch. It was almost becoming painful. I had to reach in and adjust, lifting my cock to stand upward in my pants, the head now pushing against my waistline. At least I was a little bit more comfortable.

I stole a glance at the glory hole to my right again, noticing a set of eyes looking back at me, a woman's eyes. My couple must have actually showed up. I had no idea what if anything was expected of me as I froze, not daring to move. 

I tried to keep my eyes on the screen in front of me as these eyes stayed focused on me. I noticed the eyes disappear and taking their place was what looked to be a gorgeous, full breast with a large erect nipple stuffed into the hole. I couldn't believe my eyes, now staring at this beautiful tit.

"Suck my tit," came a female voice from the other room, muffled by the breast now filling the hole.

I didn't need to be asked twice, also being careful not to do anything I wasn't instructed to do. My tongue gently brushed the nipple, stimulating it even more as it hardened. I carefully and gently ran my tongue around the nipple, then took it in my mouth, my tongue still circling as I gently sucked.

My cock was about to burst from my pants. Her tit was so firm, silky soft and large. She smelled incredible, like lilacs, though not overpowering. I held her breast in my hands now, feeding her tit into my mouth as I continued gently sucking as my hands caressed this wonderful, full breast.

I could actually hear her moan now as her tit seemed to be pushing into the hole, I think she was being fucked from behind. Suddenly her tit was pulled from my mouth, leaving me staring into the hole. I could see two bodies in the booth, a man and a woman. Both were naked, the woman still being fucked doggie style by her man as he held her hips, rocking back and forth. Her tits were swaying to his movement as he pushed himself into her.

"Take your cock out, give it to me," she said, her face now against the hole. All I could see was her nose and mouth now, almost inviting me to present my cock as her lips were slightly parted.

Her hand was now reaching into the hole, extending in search of my offering. I quickly removed my shirt and pants, now naked with my cock already erect and throbbing. I stepped closer allowing her hand to reach my cock as she ran her fingers along the underside, now cupping my balls.

Wow, great cock," she whispered through the hole.

Her hand grasped the base of my cock, gently squeezing, then lifting to stroke the full length of my shaft, stopping as her hand encircled the head of my cock. Her index finger rubbed the slit of my cock, smearing my moisture over the head. My cock twitched in her hand as I felt my shaft expand, swelling to the expectation and anticipation of what was to come.

"You have a beautiful cock, so big and tempting," she said.

I didn't dare move, totally mesmerized by the moment and her erotic touch as she continued teasing me, my cock twitching to every beat of my pulse, the veins on my shaft filling with blood as she aroused me.

Her hand grasped my cock very firm now, pulling me toward the hole in the wall as I willingly stepped forward until my stomach was pressed firmly against the wall. 

She now had both hands around the shaft of my cock, each twisting and stroking my shaft's length.

"Isn't his cock beautiful?" I could hear her say quietly to her man.

"He has a great cock. It's so big and fat too, just perfect. I want to see you devour it," he answered.

It was so erotic, having these two unknown people admire and talk about my cock, not knowing what would happen next.

I could feel her hot breath on the head of my cock now as her hands gripped the base of my shaft, holding it steady. I felt her tongue probe the hole, collecting my moisture, then her lips surrounded the head of my cock, as her tongue caressed the underside. She knew the sensitivity a man felt by doing this, sending shivers down my back, actually making me quiver in excitement. She really knew all of the tricks, she was a master. I couldn't wait to see just how masterful she was.

I could tell she was no longer being fucked as she must have been on her knees now, both of her hands working my shaft as she slowly sunk my cock into her mouth, applying pressure with her lips as she lowered onto my shaft.

Her tongue continued encircling my cock as more of my cock was surrounded by her hot, moist breath and saliva as it continued to disappear into her mouth.

As her head slid back up my cock I could see the slick saliva she was coating my cock with, I loved how I could hear her slurping as she sucked, her lips applying pressure making my cock feel like it was in a tight pussy.

She continued her seducing of my cock, slowly and gently, then slid down my shaft again, taking almost all of me into her mouth. I felt her nose touching my pubic hair, her tongue still working the underside of my cock masterfully as she held me deep within her throat.

Her throat was now milking the head of my cock, I could feel it contract as she gagged me deeper, inching me completely down until I was pressed firmly against the wall, her nose pushing into me hard. She was inhaling me now, not moving anything but the muscles in her throat as her hands cradled my balls, sliding her fingers toward my asshole.

I swear I could feel a second set of lips, now sucking my balls, one at a time into their mouth as my cock remained deep within the other. Yes, my balls were now being sucked as well. I was getting a blowjob from both people on the other side of the wall.

My cock was finally released from the stranglehold of the wonderful throat it was buried in as her lips commenced rising and falling on my cock now, taking all of me each time her head pushed forward. I was forcing my cock as far as possible into the hole, my body flat against the wall as her mouth fucked my cock.

The other mouth was now sharing my cock with her, I think they were alternating sucking me, I could feel two sets of hands all over it now, twisting and stroking my shaft as their mouths devoured it. I lost track of who's mouth was doing what, it really didn't matter as my eyes were rolling back in my head, I was lost in complete bliss.

The mystery of not knowing who these people were was very erotic, complete strangers giving my cock their total attention. The pace quickened as the mouth was now rising and falling quickly, consuming my entire shaft as hands continued massaging my balls and the base of my cock, almost squeezing it as I again heard her gagging me deep within her throat, slurping and sucking on it.

The throat massage on the head of my cock was becoming almost unbearable as I felt my orgasmic eruption begin to build. Her suction was incredible as her hand quivered gripping the base of my cock. I could tell she was again being fucked from behind as her face was being forced into the glory hole with each push she received from behind.

The man fucking her was now moaning as I heard his balls slapping her ass each time he pushed her forward into me. Her moans were muffled by my cock filling her mouth and throat, she whimpered as I was certain she was cumming, her hot breath became pants as she gripped my shaft tightly with her lips.

Her orgasm must have finished, she started plunging onto my cock again at a feverish pace while milking me with her hands. My cock was swelling and twitching, my sperm making it's journey up my shaft as I tried to clench the wall.

My asshole was even contracting as I felt my first surge of hot cum erupt from my cock, forcefully shooting from me as I pushed forward. Her mouth engulfed my entire cock. I felt her throat contract, strangling the head of my cock as she gargled on my first load of sticky sperm filling her throat. She didn't gag, she inhaled as I erupted a second time, growling as she moaned, muffled by my entire cock filling her mouth.

This woman was incredible, my cock was buried in her mouth, her nose buried in my pubic hair, pushing hard against me. She was forcing me even deeper in her mouth. Somehow she was masterfully caressing my shaft with her tongue as her throat continued milking me.

The other person's tongue was trying to get a piece of my cock, though all was buried in her mouth. I could feel the other tongue tracing her lips as my cum oozed from the corners of her mouth. The other person was eagerly searching for my fluid, trying to get whatever was escaping from the vacuum of her mouth.

I was cumming a steady stream now, semen flowing from me with such force never felt before. I could hear her now choking on my cum, unable to keep up with the heavy, constant flow emptying from deep within me. My cum was pouring out from around my cock, running from her mouth as the other person eagerly consumed it. 

My cock continued to spasm for what seemed like eternity, may ass still clenched tight as I forced each ejaculation from my body until my orgasm felt like an ooze now, just barely leaking from the tip of my cock. She sucked hard now, drawing my final drops of semen from me, milking me dry. She withdrew her mouth from my cock as she ran her tongue into the slit at the end of my cock, cleaning that last bit of milky semen from my cock.

It was the best blowjob of my life, totally erotic and completely sexually fulfilling in every way. I was spent, exhausted from the experience, anxious to find out who my new friends were. This had turned out to be far more stimulating and satisfying than I had imagined. I wanted more.

"Thank you," I said as I dressed, speaking through the hole. "Can we meet sometime and do this again."

"This was perfect for us, we really don't want to have it progress to anything more,' she answered. "But if you'd like to meet again this way, we'd love a repeat performance. Maybe we'll even invite you in our booth next time."

Sounds great to me, I'll look forward to it," I said.

I didn't get to meet them that day as they waited until I left before they left their booth but I'll certainly be back again. My first glory hole met my every expectation. I will definitely return to room number 6!



Glory Hole Girl



I wanted to sit down and write you about this amazing thing that I did yesterday. I had told Jimmy (a close friend of mine) about the pictures that I found on the Internet some time ago. They were pictures of girls sucking men’s dicks through holes in the walls; they called them "glory holes." I told Jimmy how much that they turned me on. He promised me that one day he would take me show me one in real life. 

Well yesterday we went to see the movie "Titanic", well after the movie I was feeling a little on the kinky side of life. I was dressed in a nice light ankle length dress. One thing I love about Jimmy is, he is always into public sex. Well after the movie he took me to this place in Pomona, I knew of this place because I have been in the adult bookstore before buying two different toys. When we went inside the store I pointed to a lovely big fat black one and told him I had to have that to add to my collection, so Jimmy bought it for me. 

Now all the times I had been in there in the past, (maybe 3-4 times) I never went into the back room to see the video movies. (I just really never thought of it) I was surprised that they even had them in this store. (I have no idea why I was surprised, but I was.) Now when we had pulled into the parking lot, there where only three cars and a van. I was glad it was not going to be crowded, and the only person in the bookstore part was the guy working behind the counter. (If that makes any sense) after getting my new dildo, Jimmy exchanged five dollars for tokens and he told me he wanted to show me something exciting. Well I being a woman who loves exciting new things could not wait. We went inside the back part of the store behind a very heavy curtain where the peep shows where playing. 

It was incredible; when we walked in there I could smell the men’s sperm in the air. It was dark but not pitch black. That place has all kinds of little booths but none with doors. Jimmy knew the place and he took me back to the next to the last booth. He showed me the both walls with three different big holes on each wall. He started a movie and I was holding his stiff dick as he and I watched. I stroked him through his pants and he pulled up the front of my long dress to gain access to my very wet vagina. As his fingers touched me, I looked down to the sides and could see eyes watching us. When I saw that, I really began to get wild and nasty. I told Jimmy loud enough for him and the person or people watching how much I needed his fingers in me, I told him how wet I was, I told him how bad I needed to have his cock in me. Jimmy moved me in front of him leaning me back against him. 

He handed me my new dildo and whispered in my ear for me to use it. I took it and I worked it in and once I had it inside he took it over from me. We almost lost our balance and he had us sit on the bench in the booth. He kept working my pussy with that lovely black cock and I worked my breast and nipples. He whispered in my ear and asked me if I wanted to fuck him right there. I almost yelled out for the whole place to hear me. (Maybe I did) I told Jimmy that I needed his cock in my ass, I needed to feel his cock fucking me as he fucked my pussy. All this time he had to stop once and a while to feed the machine. I have to tell you, that was hard to do, who in the hell would want to stop something so wild as this just to feed a fucking video machine. 

The trouble was, if he did not put more coins in it, the place got so dark we and no one else could see. (And I was there to put on a show.) Jimmy lifted me up and then the back of my dress as I held onto the big black dick in me. Jimmy told me to kneel down on the floor so he could fuck me. I nixed that real fast, I could feel the sticky floor, and I was not about to kneel on it. Jimmy pulled the bench from the back of the booth and had me lay down on my tummy so he could get in from behind me. All the time we moved around in there, I could see the eyes watching us both. Jimmy said to me something to the effect that since I love to suck cock so much, why don't I suck the rubber cock we where using while he fucked me. Jimmy did not whisper that, he pulled it out and handed it to me as I laid there on the bench with my face just inches away from a nice big whole in the wall that had two pair of eyes glued to it. I put the cock in my mouth and made all kinds of lovely sounds as I sucked my rubber dick. 

Jimmy moved in behind me and told me to look. (I had my eyes closed relishing in the nastiness of it all. I looked up and there was a stiff dick right even with my head, I was going to do what I had seen in those pictures from the Internet. I pulled the rubber cock out of my mouth and with Jimmy's help, we scooted forward so I could grab the cock sticking through the wall, and I took it in my mouth and made love to it. I was crazy with desire and lust at the same time. The man did not have on a condom, and as much as I wanted his sperm, I knew I could not have it. I knew I had to not allow any of this stranger’s sperm to get in my mouth. I am thankful I know men and that I know when they are about to climax. I felt him ready to shoot his sperm and I just slid my mouth off and jerked his rock hard cock like crazy. 

He climaxed and pulled back I had sperm all over my hand and my face. It did not take but a few seconds before another cock came back through the hole in the wall replacing the last man, this time, this man had on a condom. Oh I went to work and some time while I was working on this second man showing him how much I loved his cock, Jimmy climaxed in my ass I felt his sperm filling me and making me feel absolutely wonderful. Jimmy pulled his cock out of me but I never stopped working this wonderful cock in my mouth. I heard voices behind me and I stopped loving that cock just long enough to look behind me. There was a guy who wanted to fuck me after Jimmy pulled out. I cut them off and I asked the stranger if he had a condom, he said yes, so I told him he could as long as he put on the condom. 

I was so thankful that there where only five or six guys there that night. I don't care how lubricated those condoms say they are. They are not lubricated enough to take on man after man, (even with the sperm Jimmy put in there to start with it only helped a little.) I swear my butt hole was so fucking sore for days just from screwing two guys with out the old butt lube. The last man I had him in my pussy. I kept hearing Jimmy telling the guys to keep the machine going if they wanted to fuck me. Now I have done some very wild and nasty things in my life and that one has to rank right up there as one of the wildest. Ok boys and girls, now you know what a slut I am…....Oh shit, I forgot...... you already knew that didn't you :)

God what a blast, I am all turned on just reliving this to write you, talk about lovely memories

Linda

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Glory Hole Girl Please Come Home!



For me it was like hell on earth seeing you in such a confined space being totally debased and violated with cock, after cock, after cock, and I didn't like seeing it. I know that you wanted to try it out, see what it was like having your face totally fucked and gagging on cock but I didn't like to see it, I don't like to see it. I don't like having to share you with anyone, your mine and I don't want to see other men pleasuring themselves over you. I know you wanted to try it out but it was difficult for me to watch. So much cum so much saliva and spit as you gagged on cock. The way you choked on it and made those gagging noises, the way your eyes went vulnerable and tears almost came from your eyes as you were gagging on cock and heaving up your long ropey white saliva all over the cock. After a while it was difficult to make out what was cum and what was your saliva. I don't like seeing you around a stranger's cock....

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Glory Hole Gone Wrong



Glory Hole

Unzip, Unload, Leave.

Good looking guy, Great Skills.

No conversation, No Reciprocation.

The ad caught my eye on the local MfM chat board, with a four day back up and no prospects at hand (well other than my hand) for some one way pleasure my interest was piqued. I read and re-read the ad, my bloated balls clouding any reservations I may have had...I clicked the link and sent off an inquiry.

Hi-

Good looking guy, 38, tall and athletic, hung average and cut. Looking for some quality service with no reciprocation. Tell me about your set up.

Ok, so it was mostly true. Well, with one glaring exception. I like to say I am hung average, I like to say I'm about 6 inches. Every ruler in the world will tell you I am closer to 4 than 6. And like it or not, size matters. Put yourself out there saying '4.5 inches cut, thin but well shaped' and you end up on the wrong end of a no reciprocation deal every time. But whatever, I really need a blowjob and alls fair, Right?

Within the hour my email dinged...

Hey, here's the deal let me know if you are interested- High quality glory hole, wooden panel in a door frame in my home, quiet residential area. This isn't some hole in a sheet operation. We never meet, we never talk. You come in, drop your pants, put yourself through the hole and enjoy the ride, I like to take it real slow, quality, not speed. Clean up and zip up, and out the door you go. I'm about 40, fit, muscular, shaved head. When were you looking for?

My dick was half hard, and already leaking a little. I was climbing the walls I was so horny. 

His neighborhood was in a good part of town, punctuation and grammar were good. For god's sake, I'm looking for anything to say this is clearly the guy who should be sucking me off today. 

Sounds great, tell me where...4:00?

Two hours later, two hours of discomfort courtesy of my half hard dick, I was pulling in to the driveway of a pleasant looking cape house on the other side of town. I got out of the car feeling very self conscious...certain that I was being sized up by an unseen muscular bald man...a man I would never see according to his concise instructions...

Come in the front door, don't bother knocking. You will see the wood panel on the doorway in the front hall. Instructions will be on the panel. I will be behind the panel, don't talk to me, I won't answer, just follow the instructions.

The front yard was well cared for, the house exterior was neat and attractive. What on earth was a glory hole doing in this perfect suburban home? Each step to the front door was measured, finally my hand was reaching for the door handle, time to decide if this was all a little too strange.

The cranberry red door opened to a hallway/ foyer of gleaming hardwood floors, freshly painted walls...and a doorway about 10 feet down the hall completely filled by a plywood panel.. The panel was well constructed, nicely finished, and fit the doorframe perfectly. As I walked closer it showed no light where it met the frame. One hole was visible, but it was about 18 inches off the floor. Roughly waist high on the wall was a piece of paper.

Do Not Remove This Sheet of Paper 

Until You Have Followed All Instructions

Pants and Underwear Around Your Ankles.

Whole package through the hole behind this sheet of paper, cock and balls.

I have condoms on my side of the wall, do not look through the hole.

My dick was fully hard, the tent would have been plainly visible if anyone had come in the door behind me. While I was nervous about putting my private parts through the hole, the nice house and my desperation to cum had me undoing my belt. 

I dropped my pants to the floor, and slid my jockeys to my ankles as well. My dick sprung straight out, and had a clear drip at the tip. I carefully pulled the piece of paper off the wall, and revealed an identical hole to the one closer to the floor. It appeared to be dark on the other side, and despite my curiosity I didn't dare try to peek. My completely rigid cock was bouncing with need...I took a deep breath and aimed it toward the hole.

The hole was at a perfect height for me, but even with my undersized cock it was challenging to follow the explicit instructions. I moved my cock about half way in to the hole, but had to tuck and push my balls through one at a time. By the time the second nut popped through they both ached a little from the tight squeeze. It also became immediately apparent that they weren't coming back through as long as my dick was hard, at least not without a great deal of discomfort. My hips and groin were pulled snugly against the wall by the tight fit, and I felt a little foolish pulled up to the wall with nothing to look at but the plywood grain. It wasn't really clear what was going to happen next, and I began to get nervous.

The first contact, lips, mouth, tongue engulfing my dick right to the base, was knee buckling;. I gasped loudly, and moaned gutturally as the warm mouth drew so slowly back the length of my shaft. Finally at my super sensitive ridge the mouth stopped, stopped and did nothing for several long seconds. Then the lips began massaging my ridge as a tongue started working my slit ever so lightly. In less than 20 seconds I was gasping and panting, and would have humped his mouth if I could move. Perhaps a full minute of this had me approaching the danger zone. The mouth sensed this, and moved back to sliding down my shaft. Slowly, ever so slowly. I felt my finger nails digging in to the wood, my hips were pushed as hard as possible to the hole. The mouth made it to the base of throbbing cock and once again stopped. The tongue flicked forward again and swirled my head, again targeting the super sensitive ridge. I moaned and fought to keep from falling to the floor, knowing I might rip my balls off in the process. Again I could feel my balls tightening, and again the mouth knew what to do. Glacially slowly, the mouth started working back up my shaft. I threw my head back with my eyes screwed shut, my mouth involuntarily open emitting a silent primitive moan. Again the lips went to work on grossly swollen ridge, I humped desperately against the wall, only able to move a millimeter. The mouth allowed my cock to spring upward as it let me out, I heard a low chuckled as my erection bounced and flinched in desperation. It had only been a couple of minutes, but I was more desperate for the relief of orgasm than ever before. My knees wobbled, but the tug on my trapped balls reminded me to stay on my feet or pay a horrible penalty.

The mouth went to work on balls at this point, sucking and soaking them in saliva. I realized I hadn't been breathing as I focused only on my need to cum. My breath was ragged, and the sucking on my balls kept me desperately turned on, but I was able to regain some control. Still, my swollen cock was unrelenting and my aching need to cum kept building and consuming me. Somehow the mouth sensed that I was out of the danger zone, and my saliva soaked balls were allowed to drop free. The mouth returned to the torturously slow treatment on my cock, masterfully changing movements and areas of focus in a way that kept me panting, humping and finally begging for that one extra lick or stroke that would free my load from my aching balls. 

The cycle repeated over and over, insanely skilled and slow ministrations to my throbbing cock, 'rest' periods of ball sucking that only enable further cock teasing torture. I unashamedly begged the anonymous mouth on the other side of the wall for mercy, pleaded for the shattering orgasm that was so close. My only focus was my trapped swollen cock, I lost all contact with the room, the house, the wall...I only knew my dick was trapped on one side of the wall, my hands and masturbatory relief trapped on the other side.

I was choking and gasping out my pleas for the release I so desperately craved...needed...pleading pathetically. 

Suddenly, it all stopped.

The mouth, the tongue, the lips all broke contact, and I was left to spasm and dry in the air. 'Oh god please...please' was all I could croak out.

For the first time a hand, strong fingers, took hold of my balls and lifted them away from the wall surface. I felt an odd smooth line slide up behind my scrotum, then close quickly around my cock behind my balls. An odd clicking noise accompanied this new sensation, but I couldn't identify the sensation. 

The hand now grasped my shaft at the unbelievable sensitive ridge. I moaned and sagged slightly, but the hand didn't move and seemed to have a purpose other than the teasing pleasure of the mouth. Suddenly the same clicking noise preceded a tight noose closing around the base of my dick, a painful, constricting grip that took firm hold of my grotesquely swollen shaft. I barked out a mix of pain and need and screamed out at the anonymous mouth and hands....'hey, what the fuck are you doing.."

For the first time I sensed another person on my side of the wall. Still consumed by the ache in my shaft, the odd sensation around my balls, and my desperate blue balled lust I spun my head to the left. Average height, muscular in a snug t shirt, bald head, jeans and a knowing smirk.

'Who are you, and what have you done, get me out of this thing, DO YOU HEAR ME, get me out!'

The bald guy showed absolutely no response, no surprise, no real interest in what I had said.

'I said get me out of this thing you bastard...'

Again no reaction. I began to slam my body against the wall, but now realized that the millimeter of play I had earlier was now gone, by cock and balls appeared to be secured to the other side of the wall. My grunting and thrusting only caused my cock to slap against the wall painfully.

The bald guy finally spoke...'Let me explain to you what is going on here, or would you prefer to keep humping the wall?' 

I was raging with anger, and honestly desperate for some kind of renewed attention to my dick, but chose to listen.

The bald guy held up a zip tie, a thick professional looking zip tie, and began to speak in dispassionate tones...

'One of these zip ties is around your cock and balls, and is secured to the wall on the other side. You can't pull out of that hole without leaving your package on that side. '

He waited a minute to let that sink in, I sensed that the bad news was only beginning.

'Another one of these zip ties is pulled tight, real tight, around the base of your cock. It will make sure your dick stays hard, real hard, for a very long time. It also makes sure that very little blood flow goes in to your dick. You will be ok for a good while, but eventually tissue damage begins. I think you can imagine what that means after a while...'

I was furious and scared but chose to not say a word, the utter calmness of this man terrified me.

'Let me tell you how this is going to work...you are going to take off all of your clothes, every stitch, and kick them over to the corner by the door. You then are going to put these on...' he slid a pair of handcuffs across the floor to my feet' with your hands behind your back. Then we will get you out of that hole so we can move on to the rest of our fun.'

Neither of us moved, neither of us said a word. My trapped cock and balls made it clear that my bargaining position was weak, but I somehow felt like I had some kind of leverage if my hands were free. I was angry and scared, but I also was still was desperate to cum. The zip tie around my cock was working exactly as this guy predicted, my dick was achingly hard and I badly needed some friction on my dick.

Somehow, once again this guy knew what I was thinking...

'You seem like a smart guy. We can stand here, or you can get those clothes off and put on those handcuffs. You can do it now, or I can go back over to the other side of the wall and use your balls to persuade you.'

His voice was eerily calm, no anger, no emotion. He and I both knew he didn't need to be angry, he was right, the outcome was inevitable. 

I kicked off my shoes, and stepped out of my pants and underwear. I kicked the pile of clothes and shoes toward the corner. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see a slight smile as he enjoyed my capitulation. I couldn't look at him as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it in the pile, the undershirt followed. I now had to remove my socks, I tried bending backwards to do it but an immediate tug on my trapped balls made that impossible. I struggled to remove each sock with the opposite foot, finally kicking both over to the corner.

The handcuffs lay next to my right foot. Hooking them by the connecting chain with my right foot was simple. Somehow transferring them foot to hand was another matter. I tried bringing them straight up, but my anchored cock and balls wouldn't allow that. I again tried bending my leg backwards, but dropped the cuffs on two attempts. On the second drop they slid out of my reach.

'Interlock you fingers behind your neck', the mystery man ordered.

Seeing no option, I complied. 

He walked over and picked up the cuffs, but rather than cuffing me, he put them in my right hand and stepped back. It was clear what I was supposed to do. I brought the cuffs around in front of my face, and after some fumbling, secured one to my right wrist. They felt hard and uncomfortable. I brought my wrists behind my back, and floundered for a good while before finally figuring out how to grip the other cuff just right to attach it to my other wrist. With a sickening series of clicks, my wrists were now secure behind my back.

And still, my erection was unrelenting, aching. I was angry and scared, but I still badly wanted the mouth to finish the job it had started, relieve the frantic state it had put me in.

'Ok, now lets make sure we understand what's going to happen here. I am going to go unhook you from the wall, and you are going to pull yourself out the hole. It will probably take a while, it's a pretty uncomfortable process with no hands and your dick hard. Take as much time as you need, but let's not make a day of it.'

His perversely friendly tone was strange, but gave me enough reassurance that he wasn't a total madman that I spoke.

'Why are you doing this, why don't you just let me go. Let me just jerk off and leave. I won't tell a soul about this.' I couldn't believe I was still thinking about how badly I needed to get off, but I couldn't help it. This obviously struck a cord, because his reply was quick and firm.

'Let's get this straight, you are not going to cum in my home. Guys like you who think they can go in to another guy's home, blow their load and show no consideration for his needs disgust me. You are just going to have to figure how to deal with the discomfort of that hardon. And don't get me started on guys like you who lie about their dick size. What did you think, I wouldn't notice the difference between four inches and six inches. You deserve to have the tables turned on you. Get used to it, before you leave here you are going to learn what it's like on the other side of the hole.'

I had no idea what to say to this guy...why was he posting ads for a no reciprocation glory hole if he is irate at guys who enjoy that kind of thing. There were so many strange and conflicting parts to his rant I had no idea where to start to reason with this guy. But he wasn't finished...

'That zip strip on your dick is going to make sure you stay good and hard, those handcuffs will make sure all you can do is look at it. Kind of funny, huh.'

This guy was getting stranger by the minute, but it was clear he knew what he was doing. My hardon was relentless, and I wanted to cum so desperately. He continued.

'Let's be clear right now, I will not touch your dick again. If you are cooperative, and like I said, you seem like a smart guy, you get out of here in plenty of time to cut that thing off of your dick before you have any problems. If you aren't cooperative, well, all bets are off. If necessary, I won't hesitate to use your balls if I have to...'

I was dumbfounded...this guy was clearly a lunatic. I was terrified for the fate of my dick, for my terribly vulnerable balls, and could see that this guy was full of rage for reasons that made no sense to me. My shoulders slumped, and I leaned my forehead against the wall in defeat.

The guy walked down the hall and disappeared, I heard him on the other side of the wall and wished I could see what fate he had in mind for my trapped package. His hands roughly grabbed my balls, I gasped in fear and from the sensation in my aching neglected dick which jerked and flopped. I felt something cold and metallic against my scrotum and winced, but before I could scream in terror I felt the strip around my cock and balls come loose, and suddenly felt some slack in the hole. I was no longer secured to the wall.

'Now pull yourself out of the hole,' came the voice from the other side of the wall.

I pulled back from the hole a couple of millimeters, but quickly realized that this was not going to be easy, it certainly was going to be painful. Going in my dick had been fairly limp, and I had used my hand to work my balls in one at a time. Now my cock was swollen to its maximum, and without use of my hands I could only try to pull everything back out. I tried bending my knees, hoping it would get my dick to pull through, but in its engorged state there was no hope. I tried sliding side to side, it only began the process of crushing my balls in to the hole. Standing up on my toes wedged them in a little further, the nauseous ache spread in to my abdomen. 

'Shame your dick won't deflate, it would probably be much easier if you were limp.'

Why on earth was this guy doing this to me...what is the cause of this bizarre rage?

Again, it was like he could read my mind...

'I didn't make you put your dick in there, I didn't force you to put those handcuffs on, I'm only asking you get your puny cock out my hole. Do it now, stop wasting time.'

I decided that my best approach, or maybe my only approach, was going to be like taking off a band-aid. I tried to convince myself to give it one hard tug, just throw my hips backward and hope I slid right through. I couldn't do it. What if I only managed to wedge myself in, then stuck. Would I be throwing my whole body weight on my balls? What if I did succeed, would I go flying backwards with no way to break my fall...

I began a very, very gentle process of working my hips side to side. Each tug worked my balls in to the vise like hole a little more, first the left, then the right. At most I had about a third of each testicle in to the hole, and the pain was deep. Each tug took my breath away as the new ache radiated through my abdomen. I knew if I stopped I would want to push back through to relieve the pain, so I kept rocking side to side. Finally I was nearing half way, the pain was knee buckling. I put my forehead against the wall, leaned my hips back, and raised up on to my toes as fast as I could. Involuntarily I let out a long, low wail, my entire world was the pain in my balls. For the first time I could see scrotum on my side of the wall. I repositioned my feet, and tried raising on to my toes again. As the nausea washed over me I coughed and fought back the urge to be sick, but could see about a third of my left testicle. With all of the pain I was in, the zip tie denied me the benefit of my dick shrinking, and for the first time I could see my shaft beyond the zip tie. My dick was deep red, a horrifying sight. I thrust backward mightily, and my whole package popped free sending me staggering backwards and dropping me to my knees. 

I knelt on the floor coughing and drooling as wave after wave of pain flowed over me. I had no doubt that some kind of damage had been done to my squashed balls. My forehead rested on the floor as I prayed for relief from the relentless pain. 




Glory Hole Gone Wrong



I felt a hand take hold of my balls, and instinctively tried to squirm away. The hand tightened only slightly around my battered balls, immediately incapacitating me. I wailed as my face mashed to the floor. I tried to look back between my legs, and saw a zip tie being pulled tight around my scrotum just above my balls. There was a long cord attached to the zip tie. My balls were now leashed.

The guy spoke, still utterly calm, unnervingly dispassionate.

'Ok, now we are ready to move on to stage two, now that you are...more amenable shall we say. It's amazing how receptive a guy is when he is wearing handcuffs with a hard dick and aching balls.'

I had dragged myself to my knees, and to my horror my dick was still fully engorged, and obscenely jutting forward. The leash trailed from behind my scrotum to my still un-named tormentor. His superior status was quickly reinforced with a sharp tug on the leash, punishing my throbbing nuts. I coughed and moaned.

'Follow me, get up.'

I awkwardly scrambled to my feet as the slack disappeared from the leash. He walked down the hall, I followed closely on the too short leash, desperate to avoid any further abuse to my balls. We turned the corner, and I found an empty room saving a single chair in front of what was apparently the other side of the wall. Clearly he had been seated in that chair when he administered the debilitating cock teasing blowjob that had put me in this predicament. Now the chair was pulled roughly from the wall.

'Get on your knees, put the head of your dick through that hole.'

He was gesturing to the unused lower hole, the one about 18 inches from the floor. This hole appeared to slightly bigger than the other hole. I dropped to my knees, and shuffled up to the hole. Satisfied I was in position, he leaned down and threaded the beginning of the leash through the hole, carefully avoiding any contact with my hard shaft.

'Don't move, don't move or your balls will hear about it.'

He stepped back and looked at his handwork, I was completely broken, no thought of resistance in my vulnerable state. He slowly made his way back down the hall, and over to the other side of the wall. I could hear him approach, then there was terrifying quiet. 

The leash began to disappear through the hole, but didn't stop when it had fully played out. Instead it tugged my cock and forced my balls through the slightly larger hole. The leash tugged until my hips were snug against the wall, then I could feel some tugging and adjusting. Once again I was snugly secured to the wall, only now I was on the other side with the hole that originally held me captive directly across from my face. It didn't take much imagination to figure out why I was secured here. 

Now the voice spoke to me through the hole in front of my face.

'Simple deal. Guys come in, you suck them off. You can see how the working side of the hole works for a change. Just for your information, there are two signs on this side of the wall. Above the upper hole it says "No condoms needed". Above where your dick and your balls are sticking out it says "Slap these balls if you don't like the service.".'

'Your quota is six tonight.'

To be continued...



Glory Hole Haven



He didn’t know what he was getting into when the urge struck him to go to the adult bookstore on the East Side of Phoenix. Trent was in town on business and had flown in the day before. He felt a little guilty because he was finding it such a relief to be away from his wife of ten years. 

They had a pretty good marriage, but since she had started a new career she didn’t have the time, or the energy, to show much interest in Trent. In fact, they had started arguing a lot and to get away for a few days and enjoy a respite from the daily haranguing was welcome.

During the past few months their sex life had diminished and yet Trent still had needs. He saw an adult bookstore with an arcade and adult theater when he was driving to his hotel from the airport. Trent had finished business early that day and had nothing more to do but sit around the noisy hotel. He decided that he would go to the adult bookstore and watch a flick or two and maybe even purchase a magazine to jack off with later that night. He really needed some relief.

He walked into the store where a young man in his early twenties was standing behind the counter. He walked up and asked for some quarters to use the arcade. The clerk handed him five dollars in quarters and directed him to the arcade. As Trent stepped into the arcade he noticed several men just standing around in the dark. He located a booth and stepped inside, locked the door and felt around the wall in the dark room in search of the coin slot. 

In a few moments he felt the slot and slid a quarter in and was stunned by what started showing. On the screen was a big, muscular black man with the biggest cock Trent had ever seen. Even when he spent time in the military, where you shower with a lot of guys, he had never seen such a massive cock. In front of the handsome and hung star, was a young man that barely looked 18 years old. The young man was on his knees attempting to put as much of the ebony phallus in his mouth. His whole face was distorted as he sucked on the black man’s dick.

For a moment Trent was shocked. Never, had he ever thought of two men sucking each other off. He quickly reached up and pressed a button to change the channel. The following video showed a rather attractive young blonde woman bent over the arm of a couch while her lover was pounding her well lubricated asshole. The camera angles showed every inch of the 10-inch dick as it stretched the blonde’s puckered hole beyond what should be physically possible. 

This was more to Trent’s liking, yet he still kept thinking about that young man sucking on a huge black cock. He couldn’t resist. He had to see what was happening to the young man. He hit the back button and once again couldn’t believe his eyes. There was the young man, lying on his back, with his legs placed on his lover’s shoulders, getting his butt fucked good. 

The size of the cock going in and out of this boys tiny ass should have split him apart, yet he seemed to be enjoying it. Every time his dark lover would ram thick cock into his bowels, the young man would grab his lover’s ass and pull him deeper inside him.

About that time Trent noticed a hole in the wall next to him. He lowered his face and looked in. There in the booth next to him was a man with his pants down. He was rubbing his hard dick and playing with his balls and then sticking his finger up his ass. Trent was mesmerized. The guy in the booth next to him was completely shaven and his dick was a big one. Suddenly Trent found he was getting strangely excited. He looked back at the screen, put more quarters in and watched as the hung black man pulled his massive dick from his young lover’s ass and plastered his face with a big load of creamy cum. What he saw gave Trent a raging hard on. The young man appeared to be lavishing in his cum bath. Rubbing it all over his face and shoving the ooze with his finger into his hungry mouth.

Trent couldn’t take anymore; he unzipped his fly to give his throbbing erection some relief. He reached inside his pants and gave his dick a squeeze through his cotton briefs. It wasn’t going to be good enough; he had to release his tool. He unbuttoned his jeans and slid down his pants and underwear, letting his cock breath in the musty air. He looked down at his cock and could have sworn it was bigger than it had ever been before. It just stuck out there, throbbing with each and every heartbeat. 

He reached down and with his thumb and forefinger and gave the underside of his cock a little pinch. Then he slowly slid his hand down the shaft and squeezed. 

On the screen, the muscular black lover was bent over while his younger lover had his face buried in the crack of his ass, obviously sticking his tongue up the hole of this firm, dark butt. 

About that time Trent noticed an eye looking through the hole in the wall. At this point he couldn’t care less who was watching. His hand was steadily stroking and squeezing his cock and besides, the guy next to him was jacking off too. He continued to watch the black stud getting his ass tongue fucked and playing with his own cock and balls. Then he looked over at the hole again to see a finger sticking through and making that come here signal.

At first he wasn’t sure what to do, but his cock was too far-gone to pass up an opportunity. Trent stood up and stepped towards the hole and the finger. The hand touched the end of his cock and pulled back, only to be replaced by an open mouth with his tongue sticking out. 

Immediately, the unknown lover licked the precum off the pulsating head of Trent’s cock. Then swirled his tongue around the cock. Trent was about to blow right then and there. Trent pushed his cock further through the hole and was rewarded by the feeling of the hottest, wettest, mouth completely surrounding his member. 

There had been many women go down on him in the past, but none ever had a mouth so deliciously hot and moist. The sensation sent shivers throughout his body. He also couldn’t believe how deep his cock was buried into the man behind the booth’s mouth. If it hadn’t been for the half-inch plywood between them, he was certain the man would have had his nose buried in his pubic hair.

The feeling was intoxicating. His anonymous lover was obviously enjoying himself sucking on Trent’s well-formed cock. He lathered it with spit and rubbed it all over his face. 

On the screen, the ebony stud was now bent over while his almost childish looking lover pounded his firm butt. It was more than he could take and he began to feel the cum boiling up in his tightening balls. The cock lover on the other side of wall sensed his build-up and quickened his pace. He could feel this cock growing inside his mouth, the veins standing out more, the constant flow of precum, all giving indication of the impending explosion. 

Trent took one last look at the screen. The young man pulled out of his lover’s muscular ass and started spraying a massive load of cum all over his lover’s back. Seeing the creamy white cum spraying all over the velvety smooth black skin sent Trent over the edge and his mind went into slow motion. He felt his balls tighten up against his body, preparing to launch his seed. His knees began to quiver enough that he had to grab the top of the monitor to keep his balance. If felt like the head of his throbbing cock was going to blow off it had swollen so much. 

On the other side of the wall, the hot, wet mouth continued to pick up speed. Every possible inch of Trent’s cock was swallowed, only to be released and then swallowed again and with each swallow, the suction increased. His mind was spinning, reeling from the intense pleasure his anonymous lover was providing him. Then, just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, Trent’s balls exploded, gushing stream after stream of hot cum into "John Doe’s" mouth. Every muscle in his body began convulsing while his cock continued to pour cum. On the other side of the wall, the mysterious cocksucker was quickly swallowing all of the sperm he could. He shoved the entire shooting love tool into his throat so not to waste any of the precious commodity. He loved the taste of cum and how it felt as it filled his belly and the tangy flavor it left on his tongue.

Trent had never experienced a blowjob anywhere close to this one. He finally had to sit down to keep from falling down. His cock was still throbbing and his heart was racing. He had broken out into a sweat and his breath came rapidly. 

Trent finally looked at the Glory Hole and saw the mouth of his lover whisper the word, "thanks."

Then he heard the door of the booth next to him open and Trent knew the mysterious man was gone. "Too bad," thought Trent. "I think I would like to try sucking him too."

After sitting in the booth for a few minutes to calm down, he finally stood up and pulled his pants back over his half-hard cock and opened the door. He walked out into the main lobby and the desk clerk asked him, "Did you enjoy yourself?"

"You have no idea," said Trent. "You have no idea."

As Trent walked out the door, vowing to return soon, the clerk said under his breath, "Oh yes I do. I know how much you enjoyed yourself." Then he went to stock the shelves while still enjoying the tart, tangy taste left on his tongue.



Glory Hole Haven Ch. 2



Trent returned to his room still thinking about the bind boggling sexual experience he had just enjoyed. He couldn’t get it off his mind. The high level of excitement from watching the young, thin, white boy having sex with the muscular black man. How his heart throbbed when he looked through the hole in the wall and watched the firm, shaved body in the booth next to him squeezing its huge cock and sticking a finger up his own ass. And then, the incredible feeling of his cock being masterfully sucked by his anonymous lover. To top it all off, was his own earth-shattering climax, filling the belly of the cock lover on the other side of the wall. 

The scene kept playing over and over in his mind. Before he knew it, he had jacked off two more times before falling into a restless sleep. 

The next day he took care of business as best he could. Sitting there in the board room with the CEO and Vice President of the company he was so desperately trying get a contract out of. This had the potential of a multi-million dollar contract, yet, even with all that was on the line, he couldn’t get his mind off the fantastic sex he had the night before and his own desire to fill his mouth with a throbbing, hard cock.

As the meeting progressed, he had to continually fight to keep his mind on the business at hand. Most of the time he didn’t dare stand or everyone in the room would have seen what a tremendous hard-on he was sporting. Trent vented a sigh of relief when the CEO said, "Gentlemen, I think this enough for today. Let’s finish this meeting up tomorrow."

Trent eagerly left the building, got into his rental car and headed back to his hotel. He had a quick bite to eat and then showered before heading off for the adult bookstore.

This time he didn’t take any chances. Instead of the tight fitting dress clothes he had worn the night before, he decided on a loose fitting pair of shorts and a T-shirt. He walked in and there was the same clerk.

"Back again I see," said the clerk.

"Yeah, well, I’m here on business and this place gives me something to do in the evening. Otherwise it’s just sit around the hotel," Trent stated.

"So, do you need some quarters?" questioned the clerk.

"Sure, give me five dollars worth," he said.

The clerk gave him the quarters and Trent headed back to the arcade. He found the same booth open, stepped inside and locked the door. He searched for the coin slot and dropped all five dollars worth of quarters in and began flipping through the channel selector. He found one movie of two guys steadily deep-throating each other in a 69 position. Even though it still made him feel a bit uncomfortable, the sight of those huge cocks disappearing down their throats was already starting to give Trent a raging erection. 

Trent leaned forward to look through the glory hole but was disappointed to see no one in the booth next to him. He turned his attention back to the screen and watched a young, blonde, surfer type inhaling a massive cock. Taking it fully into his throat and then sticking his tongue out and licking the ever-tightening balls of his lover.

It was too much for Trent to keep his cock in his shorts. He lowered his shorts and set his dick free. In his mind he was imagining what it must feel like to have a throbbing hunk of manmeat buried in his mouth. Then his mind would drift back to the night before when his anonymous lover gave him the greatest blowjob he had ever experienced. He looked back at the screen just in time to see the surfer pull his head back and take a face full of hot, thick cum. It amazed Trent to see the boy lick up all the cum and then stick his tongue into the pee hole looking for more cum to savor.

By now Trent was steadily stroking his cock when he heard the door to the booth next to him open up. He bent over and looked through the hole in the wall to see who it was. He couldn’t see anything for a minute or two and then the movie in the next booth started and Trent could make out the shape of the man in the next booth. Soon, the man was slowly stripping and it took Trent’s breath away when he noticed it was the same clean-shaven body he had seen the night before. There again was that magnificent 8-inch cock standing out firmly from the smooth, muscular abdomen. Hands slowly rubbing all over his body, and then gently pulling on his precious ball sack. Hands sliding up and squeezing a throbbing head. 

He remembered the night before and didn’t want to miss a chance to return the favor. So, he slipped his finger through the hole and started wiggling his finger. Suddenly he felt something touch his finger so he pulled it back through the hole and watched breathlessly as the hole was filled with a perfectly formed, throbbing erection. 

Trent looked at the massive member with amazement. He couldn’t believe it, right there in front of his flushing face was the biggest cock he had ever witnessed in real life. He slowly moved his hand towards the cock and finally his fingers felt the shaft. He wrapped his hand around the cock as best he could and discovered how good a man’s cock can feel in his hand. The texture was soft, yet the underlying texture was very hard. The skin moved easily back and forth with the lightest touch. It was very warm and filled the little room he was in with a manly scent. 

He marveled at the texture of the head and almost chuckled at the way the cock would jump around with light touches on the underside of the head. He could see the blood pouring into the cock through a large number of veins surrounding it. Trent could have spent hours just looking and touching the cock, but then he noticed a small drop of precum oozing from the tip. He stuck out his tongue and eased up to taste the nectar. When the flavor touched his sensitive taste buds, he discovered that the tart, tangy flavor was enjoyable. He wanted more.

Trent opened his mouth and slowly sucked in the head. It seemed to fill his mouth and all of his other senses. He could taste the sex, feel the throbbing, smell the manliness, he could hear the breathing on the other side of the wall quicken and could see the cock get thicker with excitement. He pushed his head forward to attempt to take more of this cock in his hungry mouth. 

To his amazement, he was on his knees in an adult bookstore, sucking the dick of a total stranger. Two days prior, if you had asked him if he would ever suck a dick, he would have said you were crazy and that he wasn’t gay. Yet, here he was, sucking this dick as if his very life depended on it. And he was relishing in the excitement of it all. It almost as if he was breaking some long-time taboo. 

As he enjoyed the sensations of having a cock in his mouth, he relaxed more and more. Soon he was getting nearly three fourths of the cock into his throat and was wanting even more. He kept slowly trying to get more of this cock in his mouth. Occasionally he would have to fight back his gag reflex, but he slowly learned to relax his throat and swallow more the throbbing shaft. The feeling of the growing cockhead pressing the back of his mouth was making Trent more excited than he could have every dreamed. He was stroking his own cock faster and faster. He wanted, no, he needed to have his mouth filled with hot cum. 

He felt the throbbing manmeat grow inside his hot mouth and knew his anonymous lover was getting ready to cum. He couldn’t wait to have this lucious cock spewing into his throat. He picked up the pace and sucked deeper and harder. He felt the lover thrust his hip against the other side of the wall and then the first spasm hit and a gush of thick, steamy cum hit the back of Trent’s throat. Trent swallowed quickly but fast enough, the second shot of sperm filled his mouth and oozed out from the sides of his mouth.

Trent was enjoying the feeling of the warm seed in his mouth, languishing in the salty flavor and found himself thinking of how good it would feel to have this love fluid filling his mouth and covering his body. With each spasm of the throbbing cock, Trent found himself enjoying the taste more and more. 

Finally, the cock in his mouth stopped the flow of cum and just twitched in Trent’s mouth every time he ran his tongue along the sensitive underside. He didn’t want to let go. Trent was thrilling in the feeling of having a cock in his mouth. He was amazed, here he was, a man with a wife, two kids, had never cheated on his wife and had never thought about having sex with another man and he was in heaven, filling his mouth with another man’s cum. 

His own erection was throbbing and he knew he needed a release. He stroked his cock even faster while still sucking on the now softening cock that was sticking though the hole in the wall. Then, suddenly, the lover pulled his cock back through the hole, much to Trent’s chagrin. Trent looked at the now empty hole just to see that inviting finger replace the throbbing cock. Trent stood up and placed his dick on the finger and watched it disappear. He knew what was coming next. He pushed his dick further through the hole and soon felt the hot, wet, mouth of his anonymous lover. 

Trent looked briefly at the screen to see three men lying in a triangle sucking each other off. One guy was just finishing blowing his massive load all over the face of masculine looking guy with a beard. The vision on the screen, combined with the deep-throating he was getting on the other side of the wall and the wonderfully salty taste on his tongue pushed Trent over the edge and his balls began to boil. 

He could feel the warm saliva from his lover running down his shaft and dripping along his ever-tightening balls. He could hear the slurping sounds. Then, his mind began to spin and once again he had to grab the top of the monitor to maintain his balance and his cock began shooting hot cum into the hungry mouth on the other side of the wall. His body jerked with spasm after spasm. His lover kept up with him, swallowing his cum and continuing to bounce up and down on his cock, taking him all the to his pubic hairs and then sliding off until his cock almost slipped from his mouth, only to swallow him up the hilt again.

Trent’s mysterious lover swallowed the length of his cock and held it in his throat for quite a while, gently sucking on it and draining of all the fluid. 

Then, the hungry mouth slipped off Trent’s spent dick and Trent had to sit down on the dirty little chair in the booth. He looked up and saw the other booth brighten and then he heard a door slam. Once again, his anonymous lover was gone, but this time Trent was savoring the lingering flavor of his cum.

After a few minutes of recovering, Trent stood up shakily and proceeded to pull his short back up and then exit the tiny booth filled with the smell of sex. He came by the counter where the clerk said goodnight. 

"Huh, oh yeah, good night," Trent said after coming back to reality.

"Are you coming back again soon?" the clerk questioned.

"Well, yes," said Trent. "I’m only in town for a few days and I get bored in the evening, so I might as well come here. It’s something to do and it’s close to my hotel."

"Well, tomorrow night you should try going into the theater," said the clerk. "There are two movies showing all the time and it’s very relaxing and more comfortable than the arcade booths."

"Really," Trent responded.

"Oh yes, I promise you’ll enjoy yourself a lot more in there," said the clerk. "I’m not working tomorrow so I know you’re going to have a good time."

"Well, thanks," said Trent and then he left the building. As he went back to his hotel he began wondering what the clerk meant by, "I’m not working so I know you’ll have a good time."



Glory Hole Haven Ch. 3



Trent put his head back and closed his eyes, he couldn't believe what had just happened. After a few minutes he looked up and there in front of his face was that beautiful shaved cock he has seen in the booth. He looked up and watched the young man remove his mask to discover it was none other than the clerk from the previous two nights. The clerk bent down and kissed him and then said, "My name is Phil, I have been hoping you would come in here tonight."

"Jesus Phil, I'm glad to see you face-to-face, in a manner of speaking," said Trent. "I have been dreaming about your dick and wondering who it belonged to." 

At that moment, Trent felt an uncontrollable urge to return the favor and reached out and gently stroked Phil's more than adequate member. It was already at full attention and each vein was pulsating with excitement. Trent leaned forward and took the head in his mouth and began to suck it. Letting it slowly glide down his throat. Trent felt someone lean over and place their head in his lap and start sucking his cock, which immediately went fully erect once again. 

Trent reached around and fingered Phil's ass while sucking his cock deeper and deeper. Then Phil told him to slide off the seat. Trent did as he was told and felt the man sucking his cock reach around and start playing with his asshole. Trent was enthralled with the feeling. A fat finger was massaging his asshole while Phil's cock was sliding in and out of his mouth. The man behind him grabbed his hips and lifted Trent to his feet, all the while, Trent never relented on the cock in his mouth. Then Trent felt a shocking sensation. Something warm and wet was running all over his ass. Then he realized it was someone's tongue. He started to look up but Phil pushed his head back down and pressed his cock further in Trent's mouth. 

The hot, wet tongue then slid down Trent's ass crack until it found his puckered hole. The tongue went crazy, licking all around Trent's ass and then pushing against the tight opening. "Fuck, that feels so good," thought Trent.

He kept on sucking Phil's ever-growing cock and drowning in the sensation of the hot tongue fucking his asshole. His own cock was at full attention and pulsing. Then the tongue stopped. After a few moments, Trent felt someone closing in behind him. Then he felt a rubber coated cock rubbing up and down his ass crack. He wanted to look but every time he tried, Phil would grab his head and shove his cock deeper into Trent's hungry mouth. 

Then, he felt it, the cock was pressing against his tight, virgin asshole. He tightened up but found the sensation of being taken by someone he didn't know extremely exciting. He tried to relax and allow the man-probe to enter his ass. Slowly the head started sliding in. It hurt, no doubt, but something about the sensation of pain seemed to add to the sense of excitement. He was going to be fucked, that thought caused so much excitement that the pain seemed small in comparison. Then the man stopped and let Trent's asshole get used to being stretched so far.

Men were gathering around again, mesmerized by the scene in front of them. Several of them were already shooting cum, much of it landing on Trent's back. 

The cock behind slowly started to slide in deeper, stretching Trent's rectum further than he would have ever thought imaginable. Once fully embedded in his ass, Trent began to really enjoy he feeling of a cock in his ass. It massaged his prostate and added to his own senxual excitment. Then the man began sliding his cock in and out of Trent's ass while Phil was now fucking his mouth a bit quicker. Trent was in heaven. He had his mouth and his ass full of throbbing cock and was just about to satisfy two men at the same time. 

The first to get off was the guy fucking his tight butt. He felt the man's muscled start to spasm and then he felt the cock in his ass begin to swell inside his bowels. Then the man grabbed his hips and buried his cock in Trent's ass up to the hilt and began shaking furiously. Trent could feel the man's pubic hair rubbing against the smooth skin of his ass and their balls were touching each other.

Then Trent felt Phil's dick grow inside his mouth. He reached up with one hand began playing with his balls. They tightened up and soon, Trent began to feel the warm, salty taste of sperm splashing against the back of his throat. He kept on sucking, wanting all of the cum he could swallow. With his other hand, Trent was rapidly stroking his own cock. When the man behind him began to pull his now sofetneing dick from Trent's ass, Trent went over the edge and splashed his cum all over the floor. 

Trent had lost all sense of balance and started to wobble. The man behind him helped Trent into a chair. Trent sat there with his eyes closed for a few moments and then heard Phil's voice to his right. He turned and there sat Phil, smiling from ear to ear. "That was pretty incredible," Phil said.

"Ugh-huh," Trent grunted in agreement, he wasn't fully aware of much at this point. 

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Phil asked.

"Oh God yes!" Trent said, slowly coming back o his senses.

"I want you to meet the man who gave you your first ass fucking," Phil said and indicated that Trent should look to the other side. "He's my uncle."

Trent turned and was shocked to find the President of the company he had just spent days with negotiating a deal. There he was, Mr. Jackson.

Trent didn't know what to think of at first. Should he run, should he hide? He was stumped.

"Well, Trent, this is the first time in three days you've been speechless," said Jackson. "Don't sweat it son. My nephew knew who you were because he had run some deliveries for us the day you came in and then he noticed you coming here. He told me you liked having your dick sucked and then that you seemed to enjoy the feeling of a cock in your mouth. We thought we might be able to take things a bit further."

"Mr. Jackson, I don't know what to say. My God, it all felt so good," said Trent.

"Good, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. So did we. What say we go ever to my place and enjoy the rest of the night together before you leave tomorrow."

"Oh yes. Oh yes, I would like that," said Trent.

Oh, and by the way, I've talked to your boss and demanded that you be the only one to handle our account. Looks like you'll be making a lot trips to Phoenix. Sound like fun?"

"I can't wait until the next time," Trent stated.



Glory Hole Humiliation



Glory Hole Degradation

Meeting at Restaurant

My Goddess and had been wanting to see me at a glory hole for a long time and I had found one close to the airport. She was excited and we made arrangements to meet at a restaurant nearby as soon as I got off the airplane.

I was excited to see her as I got off the airplane and rushed through to pick up my car. Traffic was horrible on the way to the hotel and it seemed like I was just creeping along. As I pulled off the highway and into the bar, I saw her little car and the shape of her head in the window. A rush of love and tenderness swept through me. It is always so good to see her.

I got out of the car and saw my Goddess as she climbed out of her car to great me. She looked absolutely fabulous in a low cut top, tight jeans, and her high heels. I thought my heart was going to stop as I squeezed her to me in a hug. I smelled her delicate scent and I felt a surge of lust and love run through me as I kissed her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her ass to me and she squirmed in my arms, kissing me deeply.

We went into the bar/restaurant to eat. It was a beer place with a great vibe. Lots of different beers on tap, great food, cute waitresses, and people relaxing and enjoying themselves. We sat down and I couldn't keep my eyes off my Goddess. Her low cut top showed off her breasts so well and the necklace I had bought her nestled in between her breasts tantalizing me.  Her face was animated and alive. The color of her skin was a delicate mix of copper and olive tones that I love so much.  I told her how wonderfully irresistible she looked, and she laughed saying that was the idea.

I was nervous about our upcoming adventure but it felt so good to be with her. We had a great dinner as we always do, catching up on things and enjoying each other's company. At the end of the dinner, we got the check and I felt the nervousness grow again.

She looked at me and smiled. "So, are you ready to go suck some cock for me?" She asked.

"Yes, but I'm nervous." I admitted.

"I'm sure you are." she replied. "I sure would be if I was in your shoes. Do you remember our password?"

"Blueballs" I responded.

"That's right." she confirmed. "If either of us says this, we leave. No questions asked. Got it?"

"I agree baby. Thank you." I said.

"Let's go my little cocksucker."

Entering & Browsing

We arrived at the place and it looked like the normal shady XXX store. We pulled into the parking lot and she asked me if I was ok. 

"I'm ok." I said. "I'm nervous, but ok. How about you? " 

"Oh, I'm not nervous," she said. "You're the one sucking cock tonight. I'm just along for the ride." 

As we got out of the car she looked at me. "Are you ready cocksucker?" She asked.

With those words, she immediately put me in my place. I felt nasty and slimy. I was going into an adult theater to suck cock at a glory hole. It doesn't get much more nasty than that.

We walked into the store and my Goddess started browsing. She moved over to the dildo's and anal plugs and started looking through them. She had put on a light leather jacket over her low cut top and she looked like a million bucks. Other guys were going through the store and I could feel their eyes on her. They were all looking with lust. She was casually looking through the various selections and taking her time. 

I was nervous as could be and just wanted to get the whole process over with. I found the video booths where the glory hole was supposed to be.  There was an Arabic guy watching people enter and leave the booths so I assumed he worked there. There were no signs for cost to enter the booths and I asked him if we needed to pay. He told me that there was no charge for couples and we could go back whenever we wanted.

I told my Goddess the situation and we walked through the curtain into the booth area. It was dark and dingy with red lights along the ceiling. There were a series of booths along the left side with doors. I could hear video coming out of a few of them but most of the booths were empty. We made our way down the dark hall to the last booths where I had read the glory holes were. Both of these booths were empty and I could see the large hole connecting the two booths. The hole was much larger than I expected, allowing you to see easily from one booth to the next. A guy could clearly fit his cock and balls in through the hole. I hesitated for a minute trying to decide which booth to go into and then moved into the last booth in line.

We both crowded into the booth and it was pretty tight quarters. We discovered that the door locked and we locked it behind us. The lights were dim, but the place was cleaner than we expected. No obvious stains on the floor etc. I sat down on the chair as my Goddess stood beside me. I had read that the sucker, usually sits, waiting on the suckee. When someone comes in, you are supposed to stick your fingers through the hole. This is a signal that you are willing to suck.

The Booth

We were in the booth for about 5 minutes before anyone came in next door. I put a dollar in the porn machine and my Goddess started flipping channels. After going through about a dozen of them, she settled on a gay video where one guy was sucking off another guy.

"This is what I want to watch," she said as she watched one man sucking another one on the screen. "It gets me in the mood." She laughed.

"I see." I responded. "I can tell what you're thinking."

"I can't wait, I'm so excited." She said, squeezing my crotch.

About that time I heard the door in the other booth open and someone stepped inside. My Goddess tapped me on the back and I knelt down on the floor close to the hole. I saw the Arabic guy that worked at the place bend down and look at me through the hole. He asked me if "she" meaning my Goddess would suck him. 

I said, "no, just me. "

He thought about it for a minute and then unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock.

There is no way to describe the submissive feeling that came over me at that moment. To see another man pull his dick from his pants without even pulling them down so you can suck him is totally degrading. It was like seeing a man pull his dick out of his pants to pee. It was gross and disgusting and I was actually going to suck a strange cock.

I reached through and touched his cock for the first time. It was hot and sticky. He had a relatively large cut dick. Thank goodness. I couldn't imagine sucking a strange uncircumcised one. I moved forward and took it into my mouth. I could taste the slightly salty flavor and smell his male musk as I took him down into my throat for the first time. I heard my Goddess gasp behind me as I sucked him in and knew she was enjoying it. I started working it in and out using both my hands and my mouth to try to make him cum. I wanted to get it over with, but was scared of having him cum in my mouth. He pushed in deep and my eyes watered as my gag reflex started to kick in, I choked a bit and heard my goddess moan and felt her hand on the back of my head, pushing me back down.

After working it for a while, he stopped and pulled back. He leaned down again and asked me if my Goddess could at least touch it. I told my Goddess what he had asked and she reached forward to caress his cock. 

"Ooh what a nice cock." She said and I saw her fingernails sliding over his cock. She grasped his cock in her left hand and pumped it a few times. I felt her hand on the back of my head and she pushed me forward onto his cock again as she held it and jerked it in my mouth.

We were working together, her hand, and my mouth; in and out, back and forth. I heard him start breathing harder and knew he was getting close to cumming. I could feel his cock swell in my mouth and suddenly I had a mouth full of his nasty tasting cum. It was thick and warm and salty, and I choked a bit as I tried to swallow and it started leaking out around my lips and dripping off my chin.

My Goddess had let go and was rubbing herself to an orgasm as she watched me finish servicing him. To make her happy, I pulled his cock out and rubbed it all over my face, covering myself in his cum as I kept jerking him off. After a bit, he stepped back and zipped himself back up, then left the booth. I knelt there on the floor covered in cum, humiliated. I could hear my Goddess laughing and I turned towards her. She smiled at me and told me that I had done a good job. 

Then I heard the door open again as another man stepped in. "You have another customer, cocksucker." My Goddess said, and I felt another rush of shame and humiliation.

I looked through the hole and saw a smaller guy with blue jeans on. It felt so strange not to see his face at all. All I could see was his jeans and a brown belt. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Again, I felt the total degradation associated with servicing a stranger. It was like I was just a urinal for them. A place to dump their cum. 

My face was sticky with the last guy's cum as I leaned forward to take his cock. This cock was much smaller than the last one and not quite hard. It was like a dark thick noodle. I opened my mouth and took it in my lips. It felt soft and warm on my tongue. I could taste the slight saltiness of his skin as I sucked his cock in. His small size was more difficult to manage in the glory hole since I had to push very close to the wall to get his cock in my mouth. My face was next to the sticky wall and I thought for a minute about all the cum that had splattered that wall in the past. 

I worked his cock to try to get him to cum, but he had trouble getting into it. He got hard in my mouth, but never came. After a while, he stepped back and zipped up again, leaving the room.

No one came in for a minute, and my Goddess had me stand up and take my dick out of my pants. She sucked me for a few minutes to get me good and hard, and then had me get back on my knees with my dick hanging out. She wanted to make sure I was totally humiliated if someone looked in.

A few minutes later a black guy entered. I knew my Goddess would like this and was prepared to suck him off for her. The black guy leaned down by the hole and looked in, seeing both of us. He asked us if we wanted to come upstairs to one of the rooms with him. I told him no, and he left, disappointed.

As soon as he left, someone else stepped into the room and closed the door. He was a big guy and he looked down and peered through the hole at me. He had a big bald head and bushy eyebrows. He reached through the hole for me, but I pulled away. His hand groped toward my chest. I think he wanted to see if I had tits, but I kept out of his reach and he pulled his hand back.

He must have decided that it didn't matter, because he stepped up, unzipped and pulled out his cock. This cock was of medium size, fatter than the first guys, still circumcised. I reached up and wrapped my hands around it and stuck his cock in my mouth. The guy must have been a smoker, because I could taste the nicotine through his cock.

Using my hand and mouth together, I was able to get him to cum quickly. Again, I felt his cock swell in my mouth and he shot in deep. I wanted to swallow, but I was getting more and more nauseous from the whole experience and I gagged and choked as I jerked his remaining cum on my face.

He zipped up and left. I was still kneeling on the floor with cum all over my face. My Goddess could see I was near the end of my rope and suggested we leave, but right then the door opened and closed again.

I could tell the next guy was fat. He was also wearing shorts. He immediately unzipped and stepped up to the hole, pulling out his cock. His cock was short and fat, so short, that I wouldn't be able to use my hand and mouth at the same time. As I leaned forward to take his cock in my mouth, I smelled the rancid smell of his sweat tucked in the layers of fat on his belly. I could see an old hernia scar under the roles as moved in to suck. His cock also had a sour taste and I gagged almost immediately, but I knew I had to keep going. I sucked it in and had to bob my head almost into the wall and into his fat belly with every stroke. I was so disgusted, I felt like I was going to puke and I gagged over and over again as I tried to do my duty. He didn't cum though and finally stepped back, zipped up and left.

At this point, my Goddess decided it was time to leave and I climbed to my feet. She laughed as she looked at my cum covered face. I lifted my hand to wipe it off, and she commanded me to leave it alone. I looked at her in surprise and she smiled at me. "Well, I want everyone to know that you are the cocksucker here." I felt a flush in my cheeks as I realized I would have to walk out of the place with cum hanging on my face. She saw my reaction and laughed. "Let's go cocksucker."

As we walked out the door, we noticed a line of guys waiting to get in the suckee booth. The first one in line was a washed out looking bum with long greasy hair and a beard. OMG, I almost had to suck that guy off. I can't imagine how nasty that would have been. As we walked down the narrow aisle to leave, I had to walk past everyone with the cum on my face. I felt myself turning red with shame as they stared at me, knowing what I had been doing. I moved fast, trying not to meet anyone's eyes. I just wanted to get out of there.

On the way out past the counter, we passed the Arabic guy that I had sucked off first. He smiled at us and told us to come back anytime. I nodded and just kept moving. As we walked out the door, there were more people coming in on the ramp. Suddenly, I realized that my wallet was no longer in my pocket. I had dropped it in the booth. I had heard something drop as I had gotten back up. OMG, I would have to go back in to get it. I got my Goddess attention and turned around to go back inside. The bum was right behind me. He had my wallet in his hand and was holding it out towards me. 

"I thought I would never catch you", he said. "You were moving awfully fast. " I felt ashamed that I had judged him by his appearance earlier. I thanked him and took my wallet. He gave me a strange look as he noticed the cum on my face and I turned around and headed for the car.

The Long Road Home

Once we got in the car, my Goddess started cracking up. She laughed as she handed me a napkin to wipe up the biggest glob of cum on my face. As we drove to the car, we talked about our experience. "You are truly my cocksucker now" she said.

When we got to my car she told me she wanted me to leave the cum on my face all the way to her house. It was an hour drive, so I knew it would be all dried and sticky by then. 

As I drove along, she called me and we talked some more. She was excited and enjoyed our adventure. "We will have to do this again." she said.  "I came several times watching you suck cock for me. It was fantastic." 

She told me that we were going to make a stop at a bar near her house. It was a fancy wine bar where one of her friends worked and she wanted me to go in with her.

"Can we stop and clean up first?" I asked. "I still have this cum all over my face."

"Absolutely not." she said. "That's the whole idea. But don't worry, It's not even very visible any more. I just want you to feel this way for as long as possible."

It did feel disgusting. I felt dirty, covered with their filth. It was drying and I felt it as I talked or smiled. I wanted to wash up, but knew I had to wait.

We went to the bar and walked inside. There were only a few people in the bar and a cute girl was tending bar. Fortunately her friend wasn't working that night. I headed toward a table, but she stopped me. "I want to sit at the bar." she said. She walked right over to the bar in front of the bartender and sat down. 

Oh my, she kept turning up the heat, I thought as I followed her and sat down beside her. The bartender didn't seem to notice as we ordered our wine, but I felt the humiliation anyway. I could feel the dried cum on my face and yet I had to carry on a conversation anyway. The whole time, my Goddess enjoyed my discomfort.

When we finally left to head home, she told me that she couldn't wait to fuck me.

I love my Goddess



Glory Hole in Dallas



I nervously walk around outside the entrance, an overwhelming longing to just do this consuming me. I think about it almost every day. Certainly every time I masturbate. It ranks number one on my fantasy list. I have watched every video online that I can find. Have read all the stories. I need it. I crave it. I HAVE to do it!

I open the door, ID in hand. Smiling uncertainly at the lady behind the counter, I watch as she glances at my ID then back at me. In a bored voice she says, "Let me know if I can help you find anything."

I reply, "Will do," and saunter off. I browse the aisles, looking at the covers of more porn movies than any one person could ever watch. I love the ones with the pretty blonde girls on their knees, looking up, a cock prominently pointing straight towards their mouth. 

I feel my cock stirring to life, that first wiggle that lets me know the blood is flowing. I brush my hand over it, a light rub. I glance around and see the store is mostly empty, just a few other guys browsing the porn aisles. A quick look towards the back of the store shows no one around.

I find movies to look at as I ease towards the prize I have been seeking for so long. Just the thought of being this close to attaining that prized goal has my cock hardening into an uncomfortable rod. I reach down and adjust myself .

Finally I'm there. Decision time is at hand. Do I have the courage to do this? Will I chicken out and always wonder? No, I will do it! And I will do it today.

I see the booth where you pay to enter the private back room, a sign listing prices posted. I quickly get the appropriate amount of cash out and hand it to the person behind the counter. He doesn't even glance up from the book he is reading as he takes it and gestures me towards the closed door.

Snatching the door open I hurry through, anxious to begin this journey I have dreamed of for so long. I see a hallway of doors, all closed. I walk to the second on the left, always my favorite stall in the restroom.

I try it but it's locked. I stand for a second, uncertain. Then I move down a couple doors and try another. It opens and I enter. It is dark, the walls painted an unrelieved black, with a single red bulb glowing overhead. A bench lining one wall. The smell of sex is strong in the air. 

And there before me, I see it. The thing that has possessed my thoughts, consumed my masturbating hours. The glory hole! It was about five inches tall and five inches wide. Lined with soft black velvet.

I touch the velvet, feel the slight stickiness left over from those brave souls that came before me. I close my eyes and tilt my head back, seeing how this will play out in my mind. My cock sliding along the velvet and being enveloped by a different kind of velvet, a warm, wet mouth. 

Now, I tell myself. I'm here and it's time. I slowly slide my zipper down, enjoying the anticipation of what is to come. My button pops free and my pants slither down my legs, pooling around my ankles. 

My erection has my boxers tented. I pull the elastic band up and over the head, feeling the dampness of my precum as my hand brushes over the tip. Every nerve ending in my cock has come to life. I've been dreaming of this moment for so very long.

Suddenly a couple fingers, long and slim tap the glory hole. I take a slight step back, my pants preventing a full step. I wasn't expecting that. I take it as a sign that they are waiting for me. 

I take a quick step back forward, grasping my seven inch cock and easing it through the hole. A warm oiled hand immediately wraps tight around it and begins to quickly stroke it. I press my body hard against the wall, head back, eyes closed as a mouth envelops the head.

I try to press harder, wanting more, deeper. Moaning, I feel the mouth start to slide back and forth along my length, the hand remaining at the base. The hand keeps a tight hold as the mouth continues it's path, back and forth. 

Head back, eyes still closed, I envision the girl from the movie cover. Blonde, around 25, beautiful blue eyes staring up at me, my cock buried in her throat. One of her hands wrapped around me, holding my ass, the other holding my leg. 

"Harder," I say, "take all of me. Come on, baby, show me how much you love to suck that cock." I buck my hips slightly, needing release while not wanting the pleasure to ever end. "You're going to swallow all my cum, aren't you, baby? I know you love to do that for me. You know how good it makes me feel."

The mouth is sucking hard, the lips curled inwards, pressing firmly against the tight skin of my cock. Moaning deep in my throat I say, "Oh baby, you sure know how to suck my cock. I love the feel of it sliding down your throat. Take it, baby, suck me hard. Make me cum." 

The oiled hand joins the mouth, lips and fingers touching, stroking in long slow strokes. The feeling is one of a long, wet tunnel, tongue flicking at my slit, swirling around the head. "Fuck! That feels amazing. Don't stop, please don't stop."

The pressure is building and building. A wave of pleasure floods over me as I tense up, the cum shooting through me, landing deep inside the mouth of the lovely sucking on me. The motion slows, the mouth sucking at my head, pulling the cum out of me. I arch as far as the wall will allow, needing to move, to push. "Fuck, where the hell did you learn to do that!"

Suddenly, the mouth was gone and my cock was left dangling in the hole. Withdrawing it, I closed my eyes, savoring the lingering effects of cumming so hard. Flashbacks flit through my mind of past blow jobs, none even come close to comparing. This experience has far surpassed my fantasies.

I reach down and pull my pants up, leaving the tiny room that contained so much pleasure. Walking back into the store, motion off to the right catches my eye. A beautiful blonde, long, curly hair hanging down her back is exiting a door further along the wall. Understanding dawns quickly that this must be the lovely that just gave me the best blow job of my life.

I turn towards her, admiring her tight, firm body, large, full breasts showing to great advantage in a low cut dress. Looking up from her nicely shaped legs, I see her reach down to her private area. She adjusts what is obviously a well-proportioned cock. 

Eyes widen, then a wide grin slowly overtakes my face.



Glory-Hole Mom



After two years of college, I decided to take a sabbatical and help my mother with her business. My parents had divorced about the same time that I left for college. Mom used some of the money from the divorce settlement to buy a boutique. She turned it into a successful business, but she didn't know anything about recordkeeping and the neglected books were a mess. I was studying accounting, so I was the right person to get her organized. I planned on putting all of her ledgers on a computer and then teaching her how to keep them herself.

I wasn't prepared for what I saw when I walked into Mom's store. I didn't even recognize her at first. She had always been pretty enough to turn heads, but after the divorce she had transformed herself into a radiant beauty. She had lost a few pounds and had chosen a more fashionable hairstyle. Curly black hair framed her peaches-and-cream face. The low-cut top of her designer dress glorified her beautiful breasts and the tempting cleavage between them. She looked like something right out of the pages of Vogue.

She beamed when she saw me and came forward with outstretched arms. I couldn't help noticing her long, sleek legs. We held our embrace much longer than was appropriate for a mother and son. I could swear I felt her hard nipples digging into my chest. As her expensive scent wafted up to my nostrils, I began getting a hard-on. She must have felt my cock swelling against her belly.

"Wow, Mom, you are gorgeous."

"Well, you turned out pretty good yourself. You went off to college a boy and came home a man, and a handsome one at that."

Since my visit was supposed to be temporary, it didn't make sense for me to get an apartment of my own, so I settled into my old room. Mom and I got along very nicely, just as we always had. I don't recall her ever hitting me or even raising her voice to me. My father always took care of the discipline, but I was a good kid and he didn't have to resort to that very often.

There were subtle changes in my relationship with Mom. Now that she was no longer a married woman, she was available, and she let me know it. She flirted with me, something she had never done before. Our racy conversations sometimes crossed over into X-rated territory. I still remember the thrill the first time I heard her say those lovely words "fuck" and "cock".

Not surprisingly, Mom had many suitors and she went out on dates once or twice a week. I thought it was strange that none of her dates picked her up and that she always drove to meet them instead. I decided that she didn't want her dates to know that she had a grown son. She certainly didn't look old enough to have one.

Over dinner one night, Mom said she had a date and would be going out later. I was sitting on the couch watching TV when she came out of her room. Damn, did she look hot with the top halves of her big tits hanging out of her designer dress! The hem was high enough to be sexy without being tasteless. As she bent over to peck me on the cheek, I got my best look yet at her mouth-watering boobs.

After Mom left, I pulled out my cock and began stroking it. I had jacked off a lot since coming home. Being around such a sexy woman day and night had my balls producing at one hundred percent capacity. "No, damnit!" I thought. "I'm not going to jack off again. I need some pussy and I'm going to go out and get some."

I drove to a bar that had a reputation as a good place to pick up women. My heart sank when I walked in the door. Men outnumbered the women five-to-one. I decided that as long as I was there, I might as well have a few drinks. Eventually, nature called and I made my way through the milling crowd to the restroom. I took a stall but it wasn't until I was already seated that I noticed the hole that had been whittled in the partition. I knew that it was called a glory-hole, and that it enabled a man in one stall to get a hand or blow job from the person in the next stall. I couldn't imagine any man in his right mind risking his most precious possession.

I decided that as long as it was extremely unlikely that I was going to get any sex that night, I might as well give myself relief. My cock responded to my touch and was rock hard in seconds. I was a little uneasy about the glory-hole even though the other stall was vacant.

I heard the clatter of high heels on the terrazo floor, but it took me a few seconds to analyze that data. Then those heels were clicking in the stall next to mine. What was a woman doing in the men's room? I bent down, peeked through the hole, and nearly fell off the toilet when I saw my mother!

It was immediately obvious that she wasn't there to take care of a bodily function because the lid was down and she was sitting on it. When she saw my eye peeking through the hole she winked and flashed a brilliant smile. She pulled down one side of her dress and one of her tits toppled out. She wet a finger and traced wet circles around the nipple, which began to respond immediately. Another yank and I was staring at the finest pair of tits that I had ever seen. They were the size and shape of ripe eggplants. The perfect tit has just enough droop to bring to mind a ripe fruit dangling from a branch, and that is how hers were hanging. The round nipples were so alike that they could have been painted on with a template.

Mom smiled at me as she tugged on her nipples. She hoisted her left tit and lapped at the nipple, then she pleasured the right nipple in the same way. She suddenly reached down and hoisted her dress up around her waist to reveal her pussy. I stared in awe at my gateway to this world. The thick patch of black hair would have been a perfect triangle if the top hadn't been rounded. At that point I should have pulled up my pants and made a dash for the door. After all, my curiosity about my mother's body had been satisfied. But by then, my cock was doing my thinking for me, and cocks do not think rationally.

Mom pulled a thick dildo out of her purse and held it up for me to see. She took the rubber head into her mouth and pretended that she was sucking a real cock. Her fingers began moving around on her pussy as my hand began coasting up and down my shaft. After Mom had thoroughly wet the dildo, she brought it down between her legs and slowly pushed it up into her pussy. The smile on her face gradually melted away and was replaced by a frown of intense concentration. Her nostrils flared and her blue eyelids fluttered.

As I watched my mother masturbate, an evil thought came to mind. I was sure she didn't know that her admirer was her own son. The bar had been so crowded that it was unlikely that our paths had crossed. Did I dare take this to the next level?

I stood and aimed my cock at the hole. I heard Mom suck in her breath as I shoved all seven inches in front of her. I was afraid to make a sound for fear it would tip her off to my identity. Nothing happened for minutes, or maybe it just seemed like minutes, then, just as I started to pull my cock back, Mom's hand closed around it. She stroked it for several minutes before taking the head in her warm, wet mouth. She took a deep gulp and it went right down her throat. She drew a vacuum and slowly pulled back. As the vacuum increased, her wet mouth collapsed around my cock. That wonderful sucking mouth got tighter the closer her lips came to the head. I was unable to suppress a gasp as her lips slid across the neck and head of my cock. The wet pop of her mouth was followed by her giggle at the sight of my cock lurching all the way up against the partition. That wonderful suck was followed by a dozen identical sucks, each ending with her mouth slipping off. I knew I wouldn't last much longer and wrestled with my conscience over what I should do. Then she decided for me.

I was disappointed when I felt Mom's hand smoothing the rubber down over my cock. It would have felt so good to shoot my load into her mouth. My assumption that the purpose of the rubber was to keep the cum out of her mouth was wrong. I wasn't disappointed for long. I soon felt something warm and soft against the tip of my cock, and then I was fucking my own mother! Twenty-two years earlier, my own head had emerged from the very canal that my cock-head was now entering. Mom must have been bent forward at a ninety-degree angle and was backing onto my sheathed cock. Suddenly she began to pump, and with each backward thrust onto me more of my cock sank into her. Soon she was thrusting back so hard that the partition began to shake and rattle. I pressed my ear against it and tried to gauge how far along she was by her sounds, but all I could hear was heavy breathing. She had apparently trained herself to fuck quietly. It would not have been prudent to make a lot of noise in a public restroom.

Mom moaned and pressed her ass tightly against the partition. That was my cue to take over, and I began thrusting into her. When I looked down and saw my cock driving in and out of the hole, I couldn't suppress a giggle. It was just about the funniest thing that I had ever seen. But there wasn't anything funny about the sensations I was experiencing.

Considering how turned on I was, it's surprising that I was able to fuck Mom as long as I did. The rubber certainly helped to desensitize my cock. I had only fucked two girls and had never managed to make them cum. I had, however, done considerable reading on the subject of sex and knew that many women have Kegel contractions in the walls of their pussies when they cum. Then I knew it was true as Mom's pussy clamped down on me at irregular intervals. I was making my mother cum! I held back as long as I could but the inevitable finally happened and I shot my load. Mom must have known I was cumming by the throbbing of my cock. She rotated her ass in both directions to heighten my pleasure. Suddenly my cock was out of her warm nest and dangling in the air. She grabbed it and slid the rubber off. I panicked then. I yanked my pants up, covered my head with my jacket, and made a dash for the door. I made good on my escape and headed out the front door.

The next morning at breakfast, Mom acted as though nothing had happened. I was very relieved. My greatest fear was that some sound that I had made or some feature of my cock had tipped her off. I vowed to put the incident out of my mind and to never go near that bar again. But I couldn't stop thinking about it and jacked off to the memory a dozen times.

As I got hornier, my resolve melted like a block of ice, and one Saturday night I found myself back at that same bar at the same time. I hid in a dark corner and scanned the crowd until I caught a glimpse of her on the other side of the room talking to a woman. I watched her lips and tried to decipher what she was saying. Then I recognized a phrase - "Excuse me, I have to go powder my nose." I had stationed myself close to the restrooms so the trip was a short one and I was soon settled into the same stall that I had been in before. Once again, I heard the clatter of high heels. My heart raced with excitement as Mom took her place in the next stall.

I peeped through the hole and was treated to the same masturbation show as before. "It's so evil of you to trick your mother like this," my conscience said. "Go fuck yourself," was my answer. Soon Mom's soft lips were once again servicing my cock. It was heavenly! She used the same technique as before - all the way on, then all the way off. Then she switched to a more conventional style. She constantly swished her mouthful of spit back and forth around my cock. I never knew what was coming next, soft or hard, deep or shallow. I had only had a couple of blow jobs and they couldn't compare to this one. Mom really knew what she was doing. She didn't miss a beat when I began unloading. Her mouth got wetter with each spurt until it felt like she had a mouthful of warm broth. She didn't stop sucking until she had drained every drop.

My successful escape the last time had given me false confidence. I quickly pulled up my pants, covered my head with my jacket and made a dash for the door. I would have made it if not for that untied shoelace. How the fuck had that come untied? It was my downfall. I tripped over it and went head over heels. The door to Mom's stall opened and then she was staring down at me.

"OH, MY GOD, IT WAS YOU!" she shouted. She ran out of there like a swarm of hornets was in pursuit. I searched the bar for her in vain. I wanted to try to explain, but I really didn't have an explanation and never would have. I had a couple of drinks and then went to a phone booth.

"Mom, you have to let me explain."

"What's to explain? You got a blow job from your mother. Now you know what a slut I am. I get my kicks by sucking and fucking strangers through holes."

"You aren't a slut, Mom."

"You don't think so, huh? Well, you will in a few seconds. It was bound to happen eventually. Why don't you come home and let's make it official?"

I don't even remember the drive home. I was like a zombie as I walked through the front door. I stumbled my way to her bedroom. She was stretched out on the bed wearing nothing but a big smile.

"Well, my little bean counter, get over here and put your pencil in my sharpener," she said.

As I stripped off my clothes I was glad that I kept myself in good shape with regular workouts. Mom seemed to like what she was seeing. "You fucked me a couple of weeks ago, didn't you?" I nodded. "I thought your cock looked familiar." Mom positioned herself for a missionary-style fuck as I approached the bed with my rock-hard cock bobbing in front of me.

Mom and I groaned in unison as my cock sank into her soggy pussy. The first time I fucked her, the rubber had prevented me from enjoying her wetness, but now my cock was basting in her juices. Mom clamped her legs around mine, planted her hands on my ass, and taught me how she liked to be fucked.

"Your father was a selfish pig," she said. "He just rammed his cock in as hard and fast as he could until he got his gun. Sometimes I felt like a garbage disposal for his semen. I'm going to teach you how to do it right. Imagine that your cock is a crowbar and my pussy is a door that you are trying to pry open. Come in from different angles and to different depths. Move your ass around in a circle and corkscrew into me. And don't forget my tits. Be gentle with them. Rub your wet thumbs across the nipples. Oh, yes, you're a quick learner. That feels so good."

I had learned a lot from my mother, but perhaps what I learned that night was the most important thing of all - how to please a woman. I felt like the world's greatest lover when Mom ground her belly against mine, dug her fingernails into my ass, and shouted that she was coming.

Mom cut down on her trips to the glory-hole but didn't stop altogether. She took me along one night and sucked my cock while the man in the next stall watched. Then I watched her blow three guys in a row and spit their loads into the toilet. So the next time you come across a glory-hole, my advice is to take a peek through it. You never know what might be on the other side.



Glory Hole Mother



Ever since I was 14 I have a crush on my mom, she is so beautiful, how could I not? I would always here her and dad, fucking during the night as I was supposed to be asleep, I would jerk it to her moans, and sexy talk to my dad, pretending it was me she was saying it too. I soon began to catch glimpses of her as she was in the shower or changing, leading me to jack off thinking of her nude sexy body. I just new there had to be way of somehow, one day having my mother fuck me. I once was able to see my mom give my dad head, it was a beautiful site to behold, her sucking my dad's thick cock into her mouth. She looked as though she practiced the act regularly. Because she milked my dad's dick in her mouth until he filled it with his semen, then she just swallowed it down like it was her favorite drink. I then heard my dad say something about how those guys better watch out at "Lucky's," that was an adult bookstore on the edge off town. I wondered what he meant by that, I was only sixteen and hadn't ever been to one or heard very much about the adult bookstores. I made it a goal though to find out what my dad meant by his comment. 

I turned 18 about five months ago, and in two years and long hours spent on the internet, finding out what went on in adult bookstores, I found out and was very intrigued. I found out that there were bookstores with booths, and in those booths there were glory holes. A glory hole is a hole where men can slide their dicks through and be pleasured by whoever is willing. Sometimes there is actual fucking going on in these booths. I just knew that this was what my mom and dad were into.

I had a plan when I knew what I had found out. I would follow them to "Lucky's" one night and take advantage of the booth's glory hole. So here was my plan, I would just wait until I heard them talking about it or just follow them when they usually go out Saturday nights. 

Soon my chance had finally come. They were going out for the night and me not to wait up, my sis out with her friends at the club. I told them that I might go over to my friend Ken's house. The said goodbye and took off. I grabbed my coat and wallet and got in my car to follow them. They went to this nice restaurant first, and ate for about an hour. I was so bored waiting for them. Luckily as I was at my wits end, they came out and left the restaurant parking lot. I followed them lagging behind not wanting them to notice my car. I was so excited as I seen the sign for "Lucky's" bookstore. My dad pulled the car into the secluded parking lot behind the building. I waited for them to go in, as I parked my car. I walked in and noticed them, as the walked into the booth area; I hurried and followed them, not being too shady. They hadn't noticed me as I seen them go into a vacant booth. I was in luck right next to them was a vacant booth, and occupied on the other side. I seen a guy down on the other end so I hurried and made it to the door of the booth, here was my chance, don't fuck it up, as I walked in I noticed the man looking at me and he said, "have fun kid."

I got into the booth and looked for the glory hole it was open I was reluctant to look through, as I didn't want to be found out, by my parents. I heard through the hole and the thin wall, my mom saying "mmm, that's a nice big dick you have there stranger," I couldn't hear the reply of the man. I just heard her say, "Oh yes, I'd luv to" and heard her begin to suck the man's cock. My dad was saying, "that's it hun, suck his cock, suck it good, like a good little whore." I was getting so turned on by this, I unzipped my pants, and began to stroke my cock, and then I heard my dad say, "look honey another cock is ready to be sucked," just as he was saying that the man unloaded in my mom's mouth. She looked over and slid her hand through the hole. I was in shock I wanted her to touch it but I couldn't move. 

She said, "oh I think he maybe shy, "Is this your first time in a booth, hun?" 

I replied in a low voice, "yes, ma'am."

"Looks like I have to make it worth your while." She finally took hold of my cock, I moved forward as she began to stroke it gently, it rock hard at 7 inches. I moved close to the hole and finally slid it through. My mom took me into her mouth and began sucking it deep into her mouth. She deep-throated me as my dad took his place behind her and slid his cock deep into her pussy. She was working my cock with her skilled my mouth, I wanted to cum, two minutes into it. I felt the urge to cum, and tried to hold it back but started unloading deep in my mom's sweet cocksucking mouth. She took it all into her mouth as I shot load after load finally into my mother's whore mouth. She continued to suck on my cock, keeping it hard, not that I was going limp with my cock deep in my mom's mouth. 

My dad was pounding hard into her pussy, she started to moan deeply, as orgasm hit her, and she began to cum all over his cock. I then asked, "Can I fuck you?" she replied, "oh yes baby, I'd like this nice sweet cock of yours in me." She moved around and lined up her pussy with my cock, and I felt her pussy lips touch my cock, I was once again so excited, I slid it forward, pushing into her wet cunt. She began moving back on my cock, it filling her more and more, as she pushed back. I moved back and forth into her cunt. I began to fuck her harder and harder wanting my mother to cum. Then I heard her moan and yell "oh god hun I'm gonna cum on his cock." I felt my own cum build up, she then tensed and I felt her pussy clinch my cock and her shutter with orgasm, as she cummed all over my cock. I couldn't handle it and I began to shoot into my mom's hot cunt. Filling her pussy with my cum, it flowing out of her pussy, I collapsed back, and said "that was the best fuck of my life, mo…a'am." I soon zipped up my pants and left the booth she was still there fucking and sucking. 

I got home exhausted, by the nights events. I was in awe of what just happened. I was sucked by my mom, and cummed in her mouth; and then I fuck her and fill up her cunt. I new now I wouldn't be able to look at her the same again. I fell asleep thinking of her. My parents got home and hour later and came in to check on me. I was sound asleep and my mom came in, she gave me a kiss, and said, "I love you honey, and you now what…I loved the taste of your cum, and the feel of your cock..."

To be continued...