Christmas Eve with Gloryhole Glenda
Date: 1/11/2024,
Categories:
Fiction
Blowjob
Male/Teen Female
Prostitution,
Romance
Transgendered,
Author: Limnophile, Source: sexstories.com
... the time they arrived. His will was on the kitchen table. I noticed his bottle of pain pills was empty. It had been almost full the day before. Bone cancer can be terrible, and I didn’t blame him at all. I didn’t mention it to Cindy. We stayed in their little apartment for a few days to get things in order, and sell the things she wouldn’t need at my place.
We didn’t have any sex until a week after the funeral, then we went at it with a vengeance. Within a month, we had fucked in nearly every room in the house, even the garage and a couple of the closets. The night before her 19th birthday, I asked her to marry me. She made me extremely happy by accepting, then I showed Cindy her birthday gift, an SUV. It was built like a tank and had nearly every safety feature known to mankind. A collision with most things short of a bus or semi-truck would only scratch the paint. She asked if she could have a couple of friends over for her birthday and I let her.
I’d let her do nearly anything.
She drove it for the first time as we picked up four of her friends instead of a couple. The noise of three or four girls talking at once as they gabbed about boys, makeup, boys, clothes, cars, and boys was more than I could take for long. I told them they should go talk in the rec room, and I’d have dinner ready in an hour.
After dinner Cindy French kissed with me quite a while. When we stopped the other girls had disappeared. I asked where they were, and she just shrugged. She told ...
... me, “You’ve done a lot of nice things for me, and my birthday present is great! I want to give you a present too. It’s in the basement.”
She held my hand and led me to a large closet downstairs, next to the bathroom. “It’s a shame you won’t get any more blowjobs in the gas station bathroom.”
“I … I love you, so I don’t mind.” She held my hand and moved it down to a new hole in the closet wall, at just the right height. She tapped her fingernails next to the hole, and somebody tapped back. Two fingers with yellow polished nails poked through the hole.
“My friends want some blowjob practice. I hope you can help them?” The naughty smile on her face made me love her even more. She said, “Go ahead. I want to see your face when you cum.”
I stuck my penis through the hole and got an unskilled but nice blowjob. Before I could pull away, a hand held my shaft firmly and another mouth started licking and sucking.
She told me the best part last. “Two of my friends are virgins. They want some fuck practice. If you wear a condom and I blindfold you first, so you don’t know who you’re doing it with, it won’t be cheating right?”
“Um … uh … RIGHT!”
Before we went to bed that night, I had gotten four below-average blowjobs and pumped spunk into three mouths and a pair of vagina-wrapped condoms. She asked me, “Is it okay if I have another sleepover next weekend?”
How could I resist? “Sure! Any time!”
“I miss giving a lot of blowjobs, and my friends want to help me too. ...