Date
Night Turns Glory Hole Night
I
had been chatting with this guy online for a few weeks now. He asked me out before but our schedules just
didn’t match up. Finally one Thursday night we were both free
and decided to go out for a drink together.
We
were heading out to a fairly casual bar not too far from where he said he
lived. I figured he’d picked this place because it was close to his condo,
which was just a few blocks from the Strip.
Since
it was a casual bar with live entertainment, I decided to wear a fun and
colorful top, denim skirt, nude thigh highs, and a pair of clunky and strappy
leather sandals. These particular heels
had just enough of a peep toe to see my freshly painted red toes but I tried to
hide the nylon seam under my toes.
After
getting ready and spraying on my favorite perfume, Jennifer Aniston’s fragrance, I grabbed a matching brown purse and headed
out the door. I got to the bar a few
minutes early due to my Uber being parked in my neighborhood. This guy was driving down my street just as I
was walking out my front door.
So
after arriving, I just stood outside for a few minutes.
Shortly
after, Rick, my date, arrived in a nice pickup truck with an equally impressive
lift kit and tires. He told me he had a
big truck but I didn’t think it would be that big!
LOL
He
looked so handsome in his athletic cut, button down white shirt, fitted jeans,
and leather boots. I was so excited we
finally got to meet.
We
exchanged pleasantries and gave each other a kiss on the cheek. He offered his arm for me to hold as we
entered the bar and I gladly accepted.
So
far, so good.
We
entered the bar and immediately found a high top table off to the side of the
bar. The bar stool was rather high so he
held the back of the stool for me as I hopped up onto it.
So
chivalrous, I thought.
After
ordering a round of drinks and getting to know each other, it was obvious that
both of us were feeling a strong connection to each other. I conveniently had my legs crossed so my foot
was wrapped around his ankle. Every once
in a while, I would rub my foot against his ankle and he’d wink at me.
We
stayed for almost two hours, listening to the band, and continuing our
conversation. I knew he was really
getting amped up, when he reached down and slid his hand softly up my leg.
“I see you wore stockings for me tonight. Thank you.” He said.
I
replied, “Of course, I know you love them.” As
I lifted up my denim skirt just a bit so he could see the lace top.
He
closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
I
slid my bar stool a bit closer to him and whispered, “So what do you have in mind?”
He
said, “Have you ever been to a glory hole?”
I
didn’t know what to say. If I said yes, would he find out I was a
total cock slut. If I said no and he
took me to one in town, we would most definitely see guys there that I
knew. I could just picture it, a glory
hole version of the TV show Cheers. Us
walking in and the entire place chanting “Samantha!”
So
I replied back with the best answer I could quickly think of, “Yes, I’ve been to one here in town with my ex boyfriend.”
He
excitedly replied, “I’d love to take you to one
tonight.”
So
immediately I was thinking that maybe he was married or had a roommate so that’s why he didn’t want to go back to his place. And also that he had a fetish for getting
blow jobs through the hole. I knew there
was an adult sex toy store just a few blocks away but I didn’t know if that’s
where he was going to take me. So he
paid our bar tab and we walked out to his truck. Like I said before, it was lifted really high
so he had to help me up into it and took full advantage of sliding his hand up
my skirt while doing so. It was such a
turn on and I definitely rewarded him for helping me.
As
we drove down the street to the adult store, I leaned over and began massaging
he fully erect cock through his jeans.
He was so hard and it was showing through his pants. There was no hiding it.
We
quickly arrived at the store and entered through the front entrance. We both said hi to the lady working at the
counter and I’m sure she recognized me from my past
encounters there. As we continued
walking toward the rear of the store, there were two guys just hanging out on
couches and watching porn. The social
area did not allow any nudity or sexual acts so guys would just sit out there
and watch the free porn, hoping women would come in and go into the glory
holes.
As
we entered the glory hole area, I noticed that were three doors. I thought he was going to open the door for
me to go into one of them and he would go into the other, so I could give him a
blow job through the hole.
But
he didn’t.
He
opened the middle door and followed me into it.
Once we closed the door, he become a rather dominant and possessive
creature. There was no foreplay or
preparation. He just put his hands on my
shoulders and pushed me to my knees. I
reached up to unzip his pants but he was already doing it himself and pulled
his fully erect member out and slapped me across the face with it. He reached around the back of my head with
one hand and forced his pre-cum covered head, into my awaiting mouth. He then continued a forceful thrusting motion
into my mouth and kept praising my ability to swallow his shaft to the
base.
I
gagged a few times but continued my duties as a transgender woman. There was porn playing in the glory hole so
it provided just enough light to see my surroundings. What I didn’t
realize, was as I was getting my face fucked, the two guys that were outside
earlier, had now entered both the rooms beside us.
My
glory hole captor, forcefully grabbed my arms and stood me up. He turned me around and pushed me up against
the wall in front of me. With little
warning, he reached down and lifted up my skirt and pulled it completely up
around my waist. Fully exposed my bubble
ass and black thong. Thankfully he didn’t rip my thong but savagely pulled them down around my
knees. He grabbed the back of my hair,
forming a ponytail in his hand and forced me to bend over in front of him. My purse was setting on the floor and my
bottle of KY lubricate was readily displayed.
While
still holding my hair, he grabbed the bottle and squeezed some on my awaiting
pussy hole. As he forced himself in one
end, I was equally met with a hard cock through the neighboring hole and into
my mouth.
It
happened so fast that I didn’t even realized I
was being spit roasted by them.
“Had they done this before?” I thought.
It
didn’t take long before the elongated
shaft being forced into my throat exploded.
He had such a strong grip on my ponytail, there was no pulling
back. I was swallowing his anonymous
deposit whether I wanted too or not. His
now semi-flaccid cock slid out of my mouth and disappeared out of the
hole.
My
glory hole captor continued to thrust into me the entire time. With my hair still in his grip and his shaft
buried deep inside me, we awkwardly waddled around so my mouth was facing the
other hole. There was another equally
large member pushed through the hole that demanded pleasure. Just as the other side, my head was pushed
closer to the hole so I could deep throat him also.
My
captor was relentless and continued to force himself deeper and deeper into
me. As he continued to hold my hair back
to control me, he used his other hand to spread apart my ass cheeks. With each thrust, he was able to go
deeper.
After
a short time, the second hard cock, knocked on the glory hole wall. I later found out that the men would knock on
the wall to signify that they were getting ready to cum. This was to alert the woman giving the blow
job that he was about to cum and she could pull away if she desired too. In my scenario, this only enabled my captor
to have knowledge of when to push my head against the glory hole harder. Just after the knock and with my face pushed
firmly against the hole, the second bulbous shaft exploded straight down my
throat.
I
thought I was finished. But I heard the
other door, open and close.
My
captor, again, turned me around and forced my face toward an extremely large
black cock. It was huge! I could barely fit his enormous cock head
into my mouth and it was giving me a sore jaw.
I did my best to suck on the head and started to stroke his enormous
cock with my hand. His balls were
equally huge and were dangling through the hole. As I continued my best to pleasure the
enormous member in front of me, my captor began to moan louder. He started to grab my hips a bit harder and
started saying he was going to fill me up.
I
could feel him getting harder and bigger.
He started to thrust into me harder and continued to moan louder. He was so loud, I’m sure anyone outside could hear him. To my surprise, I heard the BBC in front of
me knock on the wall. My captors moaning
must have really helped him and he was really to let loose down my throat.
Just
as many women dream of and I’m no different,
both men ejaculated at the same time and with such force, I felt like I was a
rocket being blasted off into space. My
captor was pushing me forward with his explosion and I was receiving an equal
and opposite reactive explosion from the front.
As
the BBC pulled out of my throat, his still semi-hard cock disappeared into the
hole.
My
captor was still pressed violently into me and still grabbing my hips with his
death grip. As he slowly pulled out of
me, a huge glob of his load dripped out of my gapping hole and landed on the
floor between my heels. The room was
dimly lit from the porn playing on the TV but there was no mistaking that some
of his load was dripping onto the floor.
I
quickly grabbed a wet wipe from my purse sitting on the floor and then pulled
up my panties. Worried about how bad my
hair must look, I grabbed a hair tie from my purse and put my hair up into a
high ponytail. Using the reflection from
the TV I touched up my makeup in my compact mirror and reapplied some fresh
lipstick.
Confident
that I probably looked like a complete post-fuck mess, I was prepared to
quickly exit the store and get back to Rick’s
truck as soon as possible. As he opened
the door, two other men were standing outside with their cock’s in hand and
enjoying the show they were listening to.
As
I walked past the girl working at the front counter, trying to avoid eye
contact, she spoke out to me.
“Wow, they must have made you swallow.” She said.
Not
knowing how to respond to a comment like that, I just stared blankly at
her. Feeling his load begin to run down
my inner thighs.
She
continued, “I mean, last night when the girl came
out of there with them, her face and hair were covered with their cum.”
Continuing
to feel more of his load drip out of my gapping hole and equally embarrassed
that she might see it drip onto the floor, I quickly scurried out of the store
and into Rick’s truck.
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