My first gloryhole experience. - Sex Stories

My first gloryhole experience.

... was like a narcotic addiction. He continued to suck me until I came in his mouth and I remember as I swelled toward orgasm the hole felt like it was squeezing me at the root. Once I had finished I sat down, drained physically and emotionally. He again pushed his cock through the hole and I after a breath continued stroking him, I felt like it was required and I dind't want to violate some ettitque that would somehow come back to get me. Of course as I stroked I began enjoying it more and more. The head of his cock swelled in my palm and he shot his load into my hands. He pulled his cock back and squeezed out the last of it into some tissue. While he was cleaning I quickly left, the shock of the experience had turned to anxiety. I didn't return to class, I went straight back to my dorm and took a shower and laid down to recount the experience. Replaying it all in my head turned into me masturbating over it. And that was it, I had overcome my initial shame and panic and ended up going to that building several times a week for the rest of the year to get my cock stroked or sucked. I didn't mind jerking off the other guy, but I was began to live for feeding my cock to hungry anonymous mouths. I don't know why I wanted to share that with you, but I felt like writing it out. I never told anyone that story before. Before I gratuated, the gloryhole led me to countless sexual experiences. I even came to own one of the colleges professors. We met at the gloryhole, and within a month he was getting me hotel rooms to play. I explored by bi side with him. I learned more about gloryholes and came to find out they are all over if you look for them. I ended up getting blown by a husband and wife. Then fucking another married woman while her husband watched. I've had a lot of experiences because of that one decision to do something wild.