Gloryholeing with Friends [FMF]

It was only half past seven, and the planned girls night out had already fallen apart. Emily and Scarlett were the only ones not rushed away for some surprise work shift or family emergency, and the two women were left alone in a bar, drinking their cocktails slowly and looking rather bored.

Scarlett wore an appropriately red dress with a far less appropriate neckline, her short blonde hair curling in slightly around her chin. The tight dress stopped just above her knees, showing off her smooth pale legs. Emily wore a tight top that came up full around her neck but highlighted the bulge of her D-Cups, and tight black jeans into which she’d squeezed her ample ass. Her brown hair was left to flow down her back, her broad friendly face done up with eyeshadow. Scarlett had been admiring the outfit all night. She couldn’t help but feel a little bad, here her friend was, all dressed up to kill, and they’d been abandoned.

“Wanna go dance?” she asked halfheartedly.

“What’s the point?” Emily downed the rest of her cocktail. “Tonight’s a bust. Might as well just go drink at home.”

Scarlett grunted, and took a small sip of her own drink. She couldn’t help but feel like her friend was right, but she didn’t have to be so dramatic about it. It was plenty possible for two people to have fun on their own. In her bag, Scarlett’s phone flashed, but she ignored it.

“Come on. We should at least stay out a little bit.”

“You sure you don’t wanna leave for work?” Emily pouted, nodding at the phone.

“Oh, for…” Scarlett grabbed the phone, meaning to prove a point, but when she saw the text there, she stopped. “Um.”

“What?” Emily suddenly perked up, face full of curiosity.

“Nothing.” Scarlett covered her face and put her phone on the table. “Let’s dance.”

“No! Who’s texting! Don’t tell me you’ve been called in to work too.”

“Not my *regular* job. I don’t have to go. Forget it.”

“What’s that meant to mean?” Emily grabbed Scarlett’s wrist as she tried to leave. “Not your ‘regular’ job? I didn’t know you were working two.”

“I’m no-” Scarlett’s attempts to think of a response were put to a sudden stop when her phone vibrated again and Emily grabbed it up before she could.

“Mike: I’ll pay triple.” She read aloud. “Who’s Mike?”

“Nobody.” Scarlett’s face was bright red.

“Oh my god.” Realisation dawned on Emily’s face. She dropped her voice right down to a whisper: “Are you a *prostitute*?”

“No!” Scarlett said, then dropped her voice down too. “Not technically…”

Emily gasped, eyes wide. “What do you mean, not technically?”

“I mean, it’s just… Ah, fuck.” Scarlett breathed out a deep sigh. “There’s this sex shop – it has like… y’know, gloryholes in the back. And sometimes… I…”

“Oh my god. Scarlett!” Emily gave her friend a light slap on the shoulder. “I had no idea you did that stuff!”

Scarlett buried her face in her hands again. “Yeah… I, uh…” She trailed off.

Emily chuckled a little in disbelief. “So how much do you make?”

“Most nights?” Scarlett raised her head to see Emily looking at her with a kind of… bemused fascination. *Well, I guess it could be worse.* “Maybe a hundred bucks.”

“Shit, and tonight you might make triple? That’s a lot.”

“Yeah, well, it’s not my usual shift. I guess whoever it usually is couldn’t do it.” Scarlett shrugged. “But I’m hanging out with you! I’m not gonna go.” She reached to take her phone off of Emily, but she pulled it back.

“No way. We’re not done with this. This might be the only interesting thing that happens all night.”

Scarlett sighed and rolled her eyes. “What, do you want me to leave you here? Cause I’m tempted.”

“No!” Emily bit her lip, her lipstick smudging a little on her teeth. “But… I mean, could you take me with you?” And then, seeing Scarlett’s surprise – “I’m just curious!”

Scarlett laughed. “Alright. Yeah, that’ll probably be fine.” She thought for a moment. “I’ll get an uber.”

“You do that.” Emily leaned in close, smiling, eyes teasing. “Whore.” Then she gave a little giggle, dashing off to get another drink before Scarlett could argue.

Emily wouldn’t stop giggling in the uber, but she did thankfully stop asking questions until they got out. Scarlett quickly strode up to the entrance to the shop, but suddenly Emily was hanging back.

“Nervous?” Scarlett asked.

“You wish.” Emily gulped and then strode forwards, past Scarlett, and in to the shop. There were a few people in there already, all men, looking around. One of them even looked familiar to Scarlett, though mostly, she didn’t see her client’s faces.

When they reached the counter, Mike looked up and a smile split his face.

“Excellent! There are a few people here already, if you want to head in… who’s this?”

“Oh! This is my friend Emily.” Emily gave an awkward little wave, but didn’t speak. “Is it alright if she comes in the booth with me? Just to watch.”

Mike shrugged. “Fine by me. I’ll send the first one in in a few minutes.”

Scarlett led her friend into the back of the shop and through the little door into the little room. There was a single dim light in here, showing the grimy black walls and the two holes halfway down the wall.

“This looks… hygienic.” Emily said cautiously.

“Yeah, I’d hate to have a blacklight in here.” Scarlett took her coat off, laying it on the floor in front of one of the holes, then kneeling down on it. Emily just stood awkwardly over by the door. Scarlett smiled up at her.

“You don’t have to watch if you don’t want to.”

Emily shook her head. “No, I just… how does this work? Do you just wait for a dick to… appear?”

“Yeah, basically.” Scarlett nodded. “Mike’s too stingy to give me lube, so I just use my spit.”

Through the hole, there was a sudden flash of light as the other door opened and closed. Emily’s eyes opened wide, but she didn’t say anything. Scarlett smirked at her, then turned to the hole. The cock that came through was white, half-hard already at about four inches. In one fluid motion, Scarlett curled her fingers round the base and put the tip between her lips, sucking slowly down to envelop the head. On the other side of the wall, a deep voice groaned. Scarlett took the cock from her mouth and started spreading her saliva across it, running her hand over the head and then down the shaft again, slowly starting to jerk him off. She could feel it getting harder in her hand, gently throbbing as it grew towards full size. When it passed about four inches, she dipped her head down again, taking it halfway in and then slowly sucking as she drew back to just the head, then bobbing back down with sudden, smooth motions. She let her mouth fill with spit, slowly going further and further down each time. She could feel some of the spit starting to spill out on to her chin when she bobbed down a final time and took the whole thing in, nose pressed to the wall. She paused for a few seconds, swallowed, then pulled back, a chain of saliva still linking her lips to the tip of the cock.

Scarlett had almost forgotten Emily was there, until she heard the other girl whisper “Holy Shit.”

Scarlett took the cock in her hand and started stroking it hard and fast, her own spit providing lube. She looked up at Emily and winked playfully, eliciting a little giggle from the girl who was still standing. Her eyes seemed transfixed on the penis that was starting to pulse in Scarlett’s hand. Apparently this guy wasn’t going to last much longer.

Scarlett leaned back in to run her tongue all the way up the underside of his dick, once, twice, and then there was a distinctive knock on the wall – the polite way of letting her know that he was about to finish. Once again, Scarlett took his cock in her mouth and began to work her way down, bobbing once, twice, and then on only the third try getting right down to the base. The dick in her mouth gave one feeble pulse and then her mouth was filled with salty cum, spraying down her throat. Gagging a little, she moved up the cock, the second and third bursts landing on her tongue. She sucked hard on the head to make sure it was all out, then released him with a satisfying smack of her lips.

Emily was still staring, so Scarlett opened her mouth to show of the man’s cum, swirling it round with her tongue. Emily started to laugh, and Scarlett raised her head and swallowed it all in one big gulp, then gave her friend a proud beam.

“Oh my god!” Emily whispered. “You’re such a slut.”

“You know it.” Scarlett winked again. By the sounds of it, there was already someone on the other side again. No wonder Mike had wanted her to come down so much.

This next cock was bigger, maybe six and a half inches. Scarlett spat in her hand, still looking at Emily, then turned away to focus on the job. This time she spent longer just stroking with her hand, rapidly beating up and down with a tight grip. Soon, a single bead of precum emerged, and she flicked her tongue out to lap it up. Holding the cock at the base, she turned back to check Emily was still watching.

The tall girl was leaned back against the wall, a hand down the front of her tight jeans. Her lips were pressed tight, trying not to make a sound as her fingers moved over her pussy. When she noticed Scarlett looking she quickly withdrew the hand and blushed, but it was too late. A sudden thrill went through Scarlett, knowing her friend had been masterbating to her.

*I don’t mind.* She mouthed up at Emily, but Emily just blushed and shook her head. *Wanna join then?* Scarlett gave the cock in her hand a little shake. Emily giggled, then slowly walked over and dropped to her knees. Smiling, Scarlett turned and slid the cock into her mouth, bobbing up and down on the first few inches. She turned her head to the side to look at her friend, mouth still full of cock, which she nearly spat out laughing when she saw the look on her face. Slowly drawing back, she began slowly stroking it with her hand, still looking at Emily expectantly.

Slowly, slowly, Emily leaned forwards, and then simply gently placed her lips against the head of the cock. Scarlett giggled and began to stroke it a little faster, as Emily’s mouth opened to take the head in, her eyes closing as she sucked on it lightly. Scarlett took away her hand and leaned in herself, extending her tongue to give light licks around the base, her face sometimes brushing against Emily’s as she slowly worked her way along it. The cock pulsed, jerking in Emily’s mouth, taking her down a little further and pressing their faces together. After a moment, Scarlett felt a light push, as Emily placed a hand on her stomach and tried to get her to move away. She obliged, leaning back to watch Emily speed up, beginning to go further and further down this cock, faster and faster.

Seized by a sudden impulse, Scarlett grabbed a chunk of her friend’s thick brown hair in her hand and held it tightly, not pulling, but gripping enough that it had to hurt. She went right up to Emily’s ear and whispered so the man on the other side couldn’t hear:

“Who’s a slut now?”

She’d intended it as light teasing, but to her surprise, Emily *moaned*. A wide grin split Scarlett’s face, and she began to properly push and pull Emily’s hair, controlling her pace, pushing her further down, making her gag. Saliva started to drip out of her mouth, but she kept going. Scarlett felt so suddenly powerful, and judging by her occasional little whimpers, Emily was loving it too.

All too soon there was that familiar knock on the wall.

“That means he’s gonna cum.” Scarlett whispered. “Are you gonna be a good girl and help the nice man finish?”

Emily half moaned, half mumbled her assent, and Scarlett sped up, pushing her up and down, up and down, not caring about the gagging sounds from her friend until finally she saw the penis throb three times and then begin to draw back. Still holding on to her hair, Scarlett pulled Emily around to face her. Her chin, and indeed, her tight top, were covered in her spit. Slowly, Emily opened her mouth to reveal the pool of thick cum that she’d gathered there, swirling it slightly with her tongue. Without even really thinking about what she was doing, Scarlett leaned in and kissed her, tasting the salty sperm for herself, tongues meeting and sharing in the filth. Their mouths swapped cum and spit for a few seconds, and then they both pulled back. After a few moments of shocked eye contact, they both collapsed to the floor in fits of giggles….

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/j2vyci/gloryholeing_with_friends_fmf