Gloryhole-Not what I expected.
"Damn, I'd love a blowjob right now!" Always so horny, always thinking about sex, and always wishing to myself that I had someone to suck my cock. It was constantly on my mind. A mouth, any mouth, I had to be honest, girl, boy, woman or man. I was so fucking horny it would not of mattered!
I knew of Gloryholes. I had heard of them, but I never had the nerve to visit one. On the surface, they sounded just about perfect. An eager, anonymous mouth waiting behind a wall. Just a hole cut out, just big enough for your cock and balls, and nothing else. Slide your manhood through the hole and have it pleasured. Have it sucked, licked and worshipped. Both anonymous, both getting what the want. Why not try it? Why not visit it two or three times a day? Gosh, nothing feels better that getting a blowjob and cumming in a warm, wet mouth. So why was I stroking myself off?
"Fuck, I'm so horny!" "I'll just check it out." "I'll just look around." I had alot of inner thoughts, and each one was bringing me closer to my decision to go find one.
It was dark when I went. Darkness, night, often makes things easier, sexier and gives a sense of urgency. Inhibitions fall, desires take over, and I was no different. I found the small, narrow alley I was looking for. Not much more than a single light bulb softly lighting the way. I stood near the entrance and watched. There was no one else around, and no other sounds besides my horny, heavy breathing. I looked around, then slowly, nervously started to walk in. My eyes strained and seached the walls of the opening. The cock sized hole that promised a thrilling release. The hole that would let me explode into an anonymous, wonderful mouth. Just last the light, just past the soft glow of that single light bulb, a sight made me gasp. Squinting, straining, my eyes adjusted and saw that below a hand drawn arrow on the wall was a big, uncut cock and balls sticking out through a hole. It barely seemed real. It looked so big, as if someone had affixed a large sex toy there. I quickly looked all around again. Was this real? Was I on the wrong side of the wall?
The sight had a powerful affect on me. An unexpected urge came over me and seeing it seemed to make my knees weak. So many thoughts rushed through my head, not the least of which was such a strong, curious desire. I was so horny, I thought about touching that cock. After all, it was anonymous, that's what I told myself. That was how I rationalized it. Again, I looked around. Again, my eyes were pulled to it. Fuck, I was actually salivating. "I would hear if someone was coming." I was trying to make it OK. I was trying to talk myself into what my cock and lust was craving. "No one would know, no one would see." As if in slow motion, I moved to my knees.
"Why was this so thrilling?" "Why did I want this so much?" Just a touch, I'll just touch it. I'll just feel it in my hand, just out of curiousity, and just for a second. The instant my fingers wrapped around that big, hanging cock I felt what had to be a stream of pre cum shoot out of me. What a turn on, it was so exciting. I held that cock like I would a precious bottle of wine and marveled at it's weight. I marveled at it's girth and warmth. I felt such an attraction and urge. "I'll lick it, just once, just real quick, just to see what it is like." It all made total sense in my overcome with lust, mind.
I pressed my lips to it. In my head, I heard myself moan. So warm, so sexual, it pulsed and moved under my lips. Before my mind could process, I already had started to lick it. Running my tongue along it's shape, feeling it, tasting it and making it grow. I could feel it getting hard under my tongue. I could feel it begin to throb. His balls looked huge up close and feeling his thick dick on my face, I pushed it to the side and licked his sack. Tonguing, licking each ball, so big, so inviting, I even sucked them. It made my cock so hard it was becoming painful. It was all so very sensual. Again, I kissed that cock. Looking at it, marveling at it and it's affect on me. I mouthed the side of his shaft and it's big, foreskin covered head. I lost all control.
I parted and stretched my lips. I took that thick cock into my mouth. "I think I came." "Did I just come?" It was as if I was having one long, wonderful orgasm. It was as if an all over, tingling, full body orgasm took me. Such a rush, such pleasure, and it was given by having cock in my mouth. Naturally, instinctively, I took more cock between my lips and sucked it. Back and forth, I mouthed it. I sucked it. I sucked it as deeply as I could. So thick, so wonderful, the taste, the tingle washed over me. The feeling, the sensation of sucking thick cock. I was so incredibly thrilled and turned on by it. I didn't even think about it. I had no doubt. Of course I wanted to make that cock cum.
The incredible feeling of it, so full, in my mouth. I sucked it greedily, eagerly, there on my knees. Subconciously wanting it, willing it out, I craddled and squeezed his big balls. Sucking it, loving on it, saliva spilled out the sides of my lips. Tugged them, squeezing them and pulling on his sack. I would of admitted, there at that moment, I so wanted it. Sucking him, filling my mouth with dick, then... the unbelievable rush of warm, salty fluid. The thick, sexual, sensual flow of that big cock and ball's load. It flooded my mouth. It was so warm, so thick, so strong. So incredible, so wonderful. So almost intoxicating. It overcame my senses.
The anonymous, magnificent cock pulled back through the hole and disappeared. I was suddenly struck by where I was, out in the open, down on my knees. His cum, so much cum, dripped from my mouth and chin. My knees still weak, I stood. Suddenly embarrassed by my cock lust, I had to brace my hand against the wall as I quickly tried to leave. I felt drunk, I felt light headed. I had cum and saliva all down the front of me. As I stumbled out of the alley, I thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be kind of a thrill if someone saw me?!?"
I knew of Gloryholes. I had heard of them, but I never had the nerve to visit one. On the surface, they sounded just about perfect. An eager, anonymous mouth waiting behind a wall. Just a hole cut out, just big enough for your cock and balls, and nothing else. Slide your manhood through the hole and have it pleasured. Have it sucked, licked and worshipped. Both anonymous, both getting what the want. Why not try it? Why not visit it two or three times a day? Gosh, nothing feels better that getting a blowjob and cumming in a warm, wet mouth. So why was I stroking myself off?
"Fuck, I'm so horny!" "I'll just check it out." "I'll just look around." I had alot of inner thoughts, and each one was bringing me closer to my decision to go find one.
It was dark when I went. Darkness, night, often makes things easier, sexier and gives a sense of urgency. Inhibitions fall, desires take over, and I was no different. I found the small, narrow alley I was looking for. Not much more than a single light bulb softly lighting the way. I stood near the entrance and watched. There was no one else around, and no other sounds besides my horny, heavy breathing. I looked around, then slowly, nervously started to walk in. My eyes strained and seached the walls of the opening. The cock sized hole that promised a thrilling release. The hole that would let me explode into an anonymous, wonderful mouth. Just last the light, just past the soft glow of that single light bulb, a sight made me gasp. Squinting, straining, my eyes adjusted and saw that below a hand drawn arrow on the wall was a big, uncut cock and balls sticking out through a hole. It barely seemed real. It looked so big, as if someone had affixed a large sex toy there. I quickly looked all around again. Was this real? Was I on the wrong side of the wall?
The sight had a powerful affect on me. An unexpected urge came over me and seeing it seemed to make my knees weak. So many thoughts rushed through my head, not the least of which was such a strong, curious desire. I was so horny, I thought about touching that cock. After all, it was anonymous, that's what I told myself. That was how I rationalized it. Again, I looked around. Again, my eyes were pulled to it. Fuck, I was actually salivating. "I would hear if someone was coming." I was trying to make it OK. I was trying to talk myself into what my cock and lust was craving. "No one would know, no one would see." As if in slow motion, I moved to my knees.
"Why was this so thrilling?" "Why did I want this so much?" Just a touch, I'll just touch it. I'll just feel it in my hand, just out of curiousity, and just for a second. The instant my fingers wrapped around that big, hanging cock I felt what had to be a stream of pre cum shoot out of me. What a turn on, it was so exciting. I held that cock like I would a precious bottle of wine and marveled at it's weight. I marveled at it's girth and warmth. I felt such an attraction and urge. "I'll lick it, just once, just real quick, just to see what it is like." It all made total sense in my overcome with lust, mind.
I pressed my lips to it. In my head, I heard myself moan. So warm, so sexual, it pulsed and moved under my lips. Before my mind could process, I already had started to lick it. Running my tongue along it's shape, feeling it, tasting it and making it grow. I could feel it getting hard under my tongue. I could feel it begin to throb. His balls looked huge up close and feeling his thick dick on my face, I pushed it to the side and licked his sack. Tonguing, licking each ball, so big, so inviting, I even sucked them. It made my cock so hard it was becoming painful. It was all so very sensual. Again, I kissed that cock. Looking at it, marveling at it and it's affect on me. I mouthed the side of his shaft and it's big, foreskin covered head. I lost all control.
I parted and stretched my lips. I took that thick cock into my mouth. "I think I came." "Did I just come?" It was as if I was having one long, wonderful orgasm. It was as if an all over, tingling, full body orgasm took me. Such a rush, such pleasure, and it was given by having cock in my mouth. Naturally, instinctively, I took more cock between my lips and sucked it. Back and forth, I mouthed it. I sucked it. I sucked it as deeply as I could. So thick, so wonderful, the taste, the tingle washed over me. The feeling, the sensation of sucking thick cock. I was so incredibly thrilled and turned on by it. I didn't even think about it. I had no doubt. Of course I wanted to make that cock cum.
The incredible feeling of it, so full, in my mouth. I sucked it greedily, eagerly, there on my knees. Subconciously wanting it, willing it out, I craddled and squeezed his big balls. Sucking it, loving on it, saliva spilled out the sides of my lips. Tugged them, squeezing them and pulling on his sack. I would of admitted, there at that moment, I so wanted it. Sucking him, filling my mouth with dick, then... the unbelievable rush of warm, salty fluid. The thick, sexual, sensual flow of that big cock and ball's load. It flooded my mouth. It was so warm, so thick, so strong. So incredible, so wonderful. So almost intoxicating. It overcame my senses.
The anonymous, magnificent cock pulled back through the hole and disappeared. I was suddenly struck by where I was, out in the open, down on my knees. His cum, so much cum, dripped from my mouth and chin. My knees still weak, I stood. Suddenly embarrassed by my cock lust, I had to brace my hand against the wall as I quickly tried to leave. I felt drunk, I felt light headed. I had cum and saliva all down the front of me. As I stumbled out of the alley, I thought to myself, "Wouldn't it be kind of a thrill if someone saw me?!?"
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