Glory Hole - Sex Stories

Glory Hole

Glory in the Shadows She focuses on the infamous hole positioned waist high on the graffiti strewn wall. The dank, closet-sized room is dimly lit by the forty-watt bulb hanging by a wire. Lewd porn is flickering on a video monitor and the stale air is laden with cheap perfume from a recent visitor, possibly a T-girl. Another odor, quite organic and pungent, wafts from viscous dollops of liquid clinging to the wall beneath the Glory Hole. Unzipping her tight skirt, she feels the stare of the welcomed stranger peering with a single eye through the hole. His lust and close proximity trigger her creamy vaginal secretions as she slides her lace panties down smooth thighs. She is determined to be bad! Turning her ass toward this sex-craved Cyclops, she bends forward and uses a pink-polished fingernail to pull her g-string aside and expose her glistening labia. She backs toward the hole then listens to the stranger inhale deeply with a nose that displaced his leering eye. He ingests her–the scent of tiny molecules from her throbbing vagina–filling lungs that fuel his perverse imagination and growing cock. Adding to his rigidity, she reaches back with both hands, spreads her ass cheeks then touches his nose with her wet sex, marking him with her carnal scent. Her excited partner, only two feet away, readies his video camera as she kneels and eagerly grips the straining cock that now protrudes through the Glory Hole. A splendid shaft it is, with veins bulging from its sides ...

... and a mushroom head worthy of her instinctive bite. She knows the drill from past visits and pulls the stranger’s balls through the hole to her side of the wall. She’s in control now! No resistance from stranger; just firmness in her grasp as she massages his balls with her other hand. She looks up at her partner and curls one finger, teasing him to come close to the gorgeous cock. With a raised eyebrow, she asks if he desires a taste but he quickly declines, possibly with hidden reluctance. The anonymous male behind the wall cares not Who is gripping his swollen member; it’s all about When his sperm will be coaxed from his now purple balls. With her tube of lipstick she writes a large letter ‘J’ on his rigid shaft then kisses the tip, signifying her ownership. She smiles at the video camera then takes the cock deep into her mouth and bathes the underside of his balls with her extended tongue. Her partner is enthralled, watching her expert oral manipulations as she edges the cock toward climax. Partner lowers his pants, knowing that within short minutes she will have the stranger squirting his ‘Liquid Love’ for her prize. Cliff takes his eye from the camera and his entire body convulses with orgasm as Jillian’s pretty face is glazed with white frosting that spews from the stranger’s cock. He looks down between his wobbly bare legs and sees cum dripping from his own cock within its tiny metal cage. Chastity is Cliff’s beloved curse. From my novel - read my profile...