Gloryhole first pt2
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That evening, I thought about how much cum shot out of Fred's small cock. He was definitely a "fire hose" and a "yogurt" man. That is the name I give to a guy whose cum is real thick and clumpy. Other labels I have invented for cummers are "shooters," "volcanos," "squirt guns," "water boys," "leakers," and "fire hoses." I will explain each one. Shooters are those guys that shoot their cum long distances. I have had a guy pop and hit the wall behind him. Now that is a shooter. Volcanos are those cocks where the cum just flows out like lava without a lot of shooting. Squirt guns are the routine squirting of a cock when it cums with an average amount of sperm. Water boys are those guys' cum that is real thin and runny like water. Leakers are a weak orgasms where the cock produces a small amount of cum that basically oozes out. Finally, fire hoses are those cocks that shoot a large amount and can just about fill your mouth or totally mess up a face with one load.
I actually was busy that Saturday and all the next week so I thought about the glory hole room for the next 10 days. I really needed to go suck off some cocks in order to get myself off. It was as though that place was my own personal "porn" which I used as a source to masturbate. Finally, that Saturday arrived and I had a two hour window to get over there. I had all my essentials in my purse as always. That was the evening for a lot of firsts and diversity.
Right off the bat, the first cock was long and thinner and I was on my knees deepthoating it. It had been so long since I was last there, I was out of my mind with lust. I gagged and swallowed it down to the balls. I wanted him to cum down my throat and not in my mouth. I had to stop a minute and free myself of my clothes. I took off everything and even flipped my sandals to the side. I was completely naked and uninhibited. In no time, I was back on that hard cock and swallowing all 8 inches. Just as I hoped, it let loose and shot directly in the back of my throat. I came so hard on my finger when that pulsating cock blasted off.
The next cock was a brown cock and my very first uncircumcised one. It had all this foreskin pulled up over the head which reminded me of a turtle hiding in its shell. It was soft and I pulled the skin back like it was no big deal and sucked it very vigorously until it shot in my mouth in no time. I swallowed it and already another cock was sticking out of the other hole. I sucked it off in about 10 minutes using a lot of hand and that is when a black cock popped out of the first hole. It was light skinned black with a pink head. It was thrilling to have my first black one. It was about 7 inches and very thick. I jerked and sucked while using the wand on my pussy. There was something about it being black got me off three times before it spurted its spunk in my mouth. He was definitely a yogurt man.
The next cock that came through was also black, uncircumcised and wow! It was huge and I mean huge. It was very dark skinned, fat, and hung down the wall. It was as smooth as glass I barely could get my hand around it or even fit it in my mouth. I knew the guy was very tall because all the sound vibrating against the wall was close to the ceiling. I sucked and jerked that monster dick to life and oh how it tasted so good. Once it was fully erect, I bet it was at least 11 inches long. Even with my excitement, I was slightly intimidated. With my mouth spread so wide, I drooled all down my chin but at least I was able to use that extra saliva as lube. I had to abandon rubbing my clit because I needed both hands to stroke this dong. I'm sucking and slobbering while jerking this pole with both hands stacked on top of each other. He bellowed in a deep voice, lurched his hips and splatted his cum against my tonsils. He spurted and spurted on the back of my tongue which actually caused me to orgasm without even rubbing myself! This huge thing fed me it's thick, warm, milkshake and then abruptly pulled away as I was about to squeeze out the rest of his goo. I actually swallowed most of the spunk as it shot out but I finished the remainder once the monster was gone. He was definitely a wall hugger.
As I visited the bookstore more and more often, I got pretty accustomed to recognizing when and what style the guy behind the wall used when he climaxed. My wall huggers where the guys who pressed their entire body, arms and even put their cheeks against the wall when they came. Other styles that guys would use cumming through the glory hole were arching their back, causing their cocks to stick out further which would force them deeper in my mouth. There were the guys who would thrust back and forth which almost simulated screwing to help them blow their load out, and finally there were the guys who would go week at the knees which would pull their cock away from me as they sank. I would have to grab and hold on tight to it and make sure that didn't happen.
The monster black cock was followed by a smaller black one. It was also uncircumcised and thick but not near as long as the previous one. I sucked and jerked it while occasionally dipping down to lick his balls. This cock had a real tight, gristle head that I would focus on as I jacked. Using the thick foreskin as my jerking aid, in no time, I faintly heard him through the wall announce, "I'm gonna nut," just before he blasted off into my locked on mouth. It only took about 5 minutes before he coated my tongue. I swallowed it and anticipated the next one while I tried to rest my jaw and lips.
It was nice that the next couple of cocks were smaller and easy to suck. It was easier to focus on my own clit and get myself off a couple of times when they unloaded. I was so horny. Just being totally naked and slutty, on my knees in this booth swallowing anonymous loads of sperm was so fulfilling to my lustful desires. I would use more tongue on one then use my candy cane stroke on the next. I kept mixing up my techniques just to make them shoot. Probably on about the 15th dick, is when I first saw what would later be known as the "white whale."
At that time, in Mrs. Swanson's literature class, we happen to be reading Moby Dick and that is exactly what this was. It was massive and a very pale white with red pubic hair. I also named it because that was the first of what would be several times I would hook up with it as that guy was a frequent visitor to the bookstore. I ended up sucking it off probably a half a dozen times. By the time I got it completely hard, it looked to be about a foot long and as big around as my wrist. It had two huge protruding veins running along the top and right side. It was stubborn but with me using both hands, I finally got it to feed me a large load of protein.
By the time I had finished in the glory hole booth, my phone had been blown up with texts. Dawson wanted to know where I was and so did a couple of other friends. When I arrived at bookstore, I had a two hour window, and I had been there 3 hours and 19 minutes. I was a mess and it would take extra time to get cleaned up and dressed. My hair was a wreck with strands stuck to my forehead from sweating, my knees were red with floor burns, I had cum and saliva stuck to the bottom of my bare feet with the goo squishing between my toes not to mention the wet slime on my boobs and forearms. My jaws and wrists were so tired while my lips were completely numb. Sucking dick for three hours had taken its toll.
I had finally finished wiping off and had gotten fully dressed. My tight panties reminded me that my clit was also numb and my vaginal pussy lips were puffed and swollen. When I left, I had figured that I probably swallowed just over 30 loads of strange cum and it wasn't sitting well in my stomach. After telling Dawson that I didn't feel well, I went home, ate crackers, drank Sprite to settle my nausea and help digest all that sperm. It worked because later that evening I felt great and was already thinking about my next visit.
For the next several months I would visit the adult bookstore about twice a week and averaged staying about an hour during the week and two hours on Saturday. That is how I learned my craft at sucking dick. Not to be too braggadocios, but I can make a guy cum really quick from my oral and ball massaging skills. Sometimes guys would stick their peter through the zipper or underwear flap which made it impossible to work those nuts but I still managed just fine. That reminded me of one guy that visited a few times and he wore these custom made silk boxers with a specific design. Each time, they were a different color but had the same pattern of ships or at least I think that is what they were. He was hairy, a good 7 inches long and I would deepthroat him until my lips touched that cool material. I could tell that he was an older guy and it took him a while to cum, but he would shake and yell through the wall when he finally did.
I loved the variety of cocks and guys that I sucked at the glory hole. I became curious and experimental with myself when I visited. Since it was a sex novelty store, it was that much easier to add variety. I bought this vibrator called the butterfly you wear like a guy wears a jock strap. It had a little snout that fit over my clit and vibrates while you wear it. Oh my, I sure wore it out because it felt so amazing when sucking strange cock. Other creative experiments I tried were using cock rings, videotaping myself with my phone while I sucked, and bringing warm tea in a thermos. When I sensed a guy getting close to orgasm, I would take a sip of warm tea so that warmth would put him over the edge.
It was all so exciting and different, after just a month, I would fuck some of the dicks when I visited. After sliding on the condom, I would either spread my legs, while bending over with my ass pressed against the hole or I would lean over the stool in the same position. I fucked "white whale" a couple of times and even had sex with designer undies guy. The twisted part was after we both would cum, I would pull off the dangling rubber with the spunk filled tip and empty the contents in my mouth. The smell of my own pussy mixed with the cum was intoxicating. I was sick and out of control.
What finally made me realize it was time to stop with the visits happened one day while I was at Dawson's house. His parents were gone I was taking a shower in their bathroom connected to their bedroom. As I was drying off, that is when I saw them lying in the corner. It was a pair of silk, designer boxers with ships on them, lying in a ball. I was stunned and my eyes were as big as saucers. I immediately started pulling open dresser drawers and found the rest of those multi colored underwear, neatly pressed and folded.
I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. It was definitely the same underwear worn by the guy at the gloryhole room which meant that I had sucked my own boyfriend's dad's cock and not just once. I had swallowed his cum each time and even had sex with him once. I guess he wasn't that religious after all. What would Dawson think if he found out? Worse yet, what would Shay think if she found out? It had to be a total secret and after the shock had worn off, it didn't bother me as much. He was man just like any other guy and needed sexual relief. I did look at him differently after that.
That incident is what caused me to stop going to the Power of Love. After analyzing what I had done, I couldn't believe the total cocks I had sucked off through the glory hole. I had visited the place, on average, 8 times a month for 3 hours each week. After a total of 9 months, I figured I had swallowed over 900 loads and that is a conservative number. What a slut I had become and the sad part is even though I'm not proud, I don't regret it and even think about doing it again today. Is that wrong?
I actually was busy that Saturday and all the next week so I thought about the glory hole room for the next 10 days. I really needed to go suck off some cocks in order to get myself off. It was as though that place was my own personal "porn" which I used as a source to masturbate. Finally, that Saturday arrived and I had a two hour window to get over there. I had all my essentials in my purse as always. That was the evening for a lot of firsts and diversity.
Right off the bat, the first cock was long and thinner and I was on my knees deepthoating it. It had been so long since I was last there, I was out of my mind with lust. I gagged and swallowed it down to the balls. I wanted him to cum down my throat and not in my mouth. I had to stop a minute and free myself of my clothes. I took off everything and even flipped my sandals to the side. I was completely naked and uninhibited. In no time, I was back on that hard cock and swallowing all 8 inches. Just as I hoped, it let loose and shot directly in the back of my throat. I came so hard on my finger when that pulsating cock blasted off.
The next cock was a brown cock and my very first uncircumcised one. It had all this foreskin pulled up over the head which reminded me of a turtle hiding in its shell. It was soft and I pulled the skin back like it was no big deal and sucked it very vigorously until it shot in my mouth in no time. I swallowed it and already another cock was sticking out of the other hole. I sucked it off in about 10 minutes using a lot of hand and that is when a black cock popped out of the first hole. It was light skinned black with a pink head. It was thrilling to have my first black one. It was about 7 inches and very thick. I jerked and sucked while using the wand on my pussy. There was something about it being black got me off three times before it spurted its spunk in my mouth. He was definitely a yogurt man.
The next cock that came through was also black, uncircumcised and wow! It was huge and I mean huge. It was very dark skinned, fat, and hung down the wall. It was as smooth as glass I barely could get my hand around it or even fit it in my mouth. I knew the guy was very tall because all the sound vibrating against the wall was close to the ceiling. I sucked and jerked that monster dick to life and oh how it tasted so good. Once it was fully erect, I bet it was at least 11 inches long. Even with my excitement, I was slightly intimidated. With my mouth spread so wide, I drooled all down my chin but at least I was able to use that extra saliva as lube. I had to abandon rubbing my clit because I needed both hands to stroke this dong. I'm sucking and slobbering while jerking this pole with both hands stacked on top of each other. He bellowed in a deep voice, lurched his hips and splatted his cum against my tonsils. He spurted and spurted on the back of my tongue which actually caused me to orgasm without even rubbing myself! This huge thing fed me it's thick, warm, milkshake and then abruptly pulled away as I was about to squeeze out the rest of his goo. I actually swallowed most of the spunk as it shot out but I finished the remainder once the monster was gone. He was definitely a wall hugger.
As I visited the bookstore more and more often, I got pretty accustomed to recognizing when and what style the guy behind the wall used when he climaxed. My wall huggers where the guys who pressed their entire body, arms and even put their cheeks against the wall when they came. Other styles that guys would use cumming through the glory hole were arching their back, causing their cocks to stick out further which would force them deeper in my mouth. There were the guys who would thrust back and forth which almost simulated screwing to help them blow their load out, and finally there were the guys who would go week at the knees which would pull their cock away from me as they sank. I would have to grab and hold on tight to it and make sure that didn't happen.
The monster black cock was followed by a smaller black one. It was also uncircumcised and thick but not near as long as the previous one. I sucked and jerked it while occasionally dipping down to lick his balls. This cock had a real tight, gristle head that I would focus on as I jacked. Using the thick foreskin as my jerking aid, in no time, I faintly heard him through the wall announce, "I'm gonna nut," just before he blasted off into my locked on mouth. It only took about 5 minutes before he coated my tongue. I swallowed it and anticipated the next one while I tried to rest my jaw and lips.
It was nice that the next couple of cocks were smaller and easy to suck. It was easier to focus on my own clit and get myself off a couple of times when they unloaded. I was so horny. Just being totally naked and slutty, on my knees in this booth swallowing anonymous loads of sperm was so fulfilling to my lustful desires. I would use more tongue on one then use my candy cane stroke on the next. I kept mixing up my techniques just to make them shoot. Probably on about the 15th dick, is when I first saw what would later be known as the "white whale."
At that time, in Mrs. Swanson's literature class, we happen to be reading Moby Dick and that is exactly what this was. It was massive and a very pale white with red pubic hair. I also named it because that was the first of what would be several times I would hook up with it as that guy was a frequent visitor to the bookstore. I ended up sucking it off probably a half a dozen times. By the time I got it completely hard, it looked to be about a foot long and as big around as my wrist. It had two huge protruding veins running along the top and right side. It was stubborn but with me using both hands, I finally got it to feed me a large load of protein.
By the time I had finished in the glory hole booth, my phone had been blown up with texts. Dawson wanted to know where I was and so did a couple of other friends. When I arrived at bookstore, I had a two hour window, and I had been there 3 hours and 19 minutes. I was a mess and it would take extra time to get cleaned up and dressed. My hair was a wreck with strands stuck to my forehead from sweating, my knees were red with floor burns, I had cum and saliva stuck to the bottom of my bare feet with the goo squishing between my toes not to mention the wet slime on my boobs and forearms. My jaws and wrists were so tired while my lips were completely numb. Sucking dick for three hours had taken its toll.
I had finally finished wiping off and had gotten fully dressed. My tight panties reminded me that my clit was also numb and my vaginal pussy lips were puffed and swollen. When I left, I had figured that I probably swallowed just over 30 loads of strange cum and it wasn't sitting well in my stomach. After telling Dawson that I didn't feel well, I went home, ate crackers, drank Sprite to settle my nausea and help digest all that sperm. It worked because later that evening I felt great and was already thinking about my next visit.
For the next several months I would visit the adult bookstore about twice a week and averaged staying about an hour during the week and two hours on Saturday. That is how I learned my craft at sucking dick. Not to be too braggadocios, but I can make a guy cum really quick from my oral and ball massaging skills. Sometimes guys would stick their peter through the zipper or underwear flap which made it impossible to work those nuts but I still managed just fine. That reminded me of one guy that visited a few times and he wore these custom made silk boxers with a specific design. Each time, they were a different color but had the same pattern of ships or at least I think that is what they were. He was hairy, a good 7 inches long and I would deepthroat him until my lips touched that cool material. I could tell that he was an older guy and it took him a while to cum, but he would shake and yell through the wall when he finally did.
I loved the variety of cocks and guys that I sucked at the glory hole. I became curious and experimental with myself when I visited. Since it was a sex novelty store, it was that much easier to add variety. I bought this vibrator called the butterfly you wear like a guy wears a jock strap. It had a little snout that fit over my clit and vibrates while you wear it. Oh my, I sure wore it out because it felt so amazing when sucking strange cock. Other creative experiments I tried were using cock rings, videotaping myself with my phone while I sucked, and bringing warm tea in a thermos. When I sensed a guy getting close to orgasm, I would take a sip of warm tea so that warmth would put him over the edge.
It was all so exciting and different, after just a month, I would fuck some of the dicks when I visited. After sliding on the condom, I would either spread my legs, while bending over with my ass pressed against the hole or I would lean over the stool in the same position. I fucked "white whale" a couple of times and even had sex with designer undies guy. The twisted part was after we both would cum, I would pull off the dangling rubber with the spunk filled tip and empty the contents in my mouth. The smell of my own pussy mixed with the cum was intoxicating. I was sick and out of control.
What finally made me realize it was time to stop with the visits happened one day while I was at Dawson's house. His parents were gone I was taking a shower in their bathroom connected to their bedroom. As I was drying off, that is when I saw them lying in the corner. It was a pair of silk, designer boxers with ships on them, lying in a ball. I was stunned and my eyes were as big as saucers. I immediately started pulling open dresser drawers and found the rest of those multi colored underwear, neatly pressed and folded.
I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. It was definitely the same underwear worn by the guy at the gloryhole room which meant that I had sucked my own boyfriend's dad's cock and not just once. I had swallowed his cum each time and even had sex with him once. I guess he wasn't that religious after all. What would Dawson think if he found out? Worse yet, what would Shay think if she found out? It had to be a total secret and after the shock had worn off, it didn't bother me as much. He was man just like any other guy and needed sexual relief. I did look at him differently after that.
That incident is what caused me to stop going to the Power of Love. After analyzing what I had done, I couldn't believe the total cocks I had sucked off through the glory hole. I had visited the place, on average, 8 times a month for 3 hours each week. After a total of 9 months, I figured I had swallowed over 900 loads and that is a conservative number. What a slut I had become and the sad part is even though I'm not proud, I don't regret it and even think about doing it again today. Is that wrong?
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