How our Halloween 2019 turned ‘my’ gloryhole fetish into ‘our’ gloryhole fetish [Group] [Long] Part I

The lead-in to this story happened back in May 2018. I will share another time if there is interest but thought some degree of background was necessary. My wife and I have been married for 13 years now, but at that time, was almost 10 years. Our sex life was pretty good, and we would both bring fantasies and fetishes up in the bedroom. Mostly just talk, but sometimes we would act out things, just the two of us, as couples do. I would bring up a recurring fantasy around gloryholes and fooling around with others anonymously. It had become a real fetish for me, and videos of gloryholes, especially amateurs, was my go-to masturbatory material. When I would bring it up, though, she would get off on it as well, so I figured I had a chance.

One night, we had gone out, and she had gotten pretty drunk (not over the top, just to be clear, but intoxicated enough that her overly flirty/slutty side was showing wildly). I took her to an adult bookstore that I knew of that had booths in it. We started with just us fooling around, but finally go her to suck someone else. It was absolutely amazing. Like I said, I can detail that another time if there is interest.

Perhaps some descriptions are also necessary, just to make it easier to picture these events. We are of course a couple years older now, but since we are in 2018, I’ll use our ages then. I had just turned 40, and Megan, the cradle robber, was 42 at the time. She’s always been curvy, but back in 2017, after losing some weight through working out obsessively and still not being totally happy with her figure, she got the mommy makeover with a boob reduction/lift (with implants) and tummy tuck. She was ecstatic with the results, and I couldn’t be happier with her confidence as a certified MILF. Now, she stands at a nice 5 and a half feet, and weighs 130 pounds while still having perky D cups and a round ass. Her shoulder length blonde hair really completes the MILF look, especially with yoga pants as her daily attire.

I on the other hand, am your average 40 yo dad, a tad under 6 feet, weighing in at 180, and carrying just slightly too much weight in my belly. When she and I met, I had a 6.5 inch cock that seemed to never not be hard, but over the next 15 years or so, and some additional weight, I think I’m more like a 5.75, maybe 6 if I’m super turned on. Average thickness though, and she’s always been happy, even if it isn’t quite as hard as it used to be.

So, in the aftermath of our May 2018 adventure, I’d take that way home with her after a night out a few more times. I would ask if she wants to go in, and she’d typically say “not tonight”, but when we get home, she’s wet AF. I figured it was just a matter of time. So many, many, months later, many times driving past that bookstore, always the same response. “Not tonight”, and then her panties soaked when we get home. We’d talk about it during sex, and she’d just gush. Her dome game over the next year and a half was absolutely fantastic. More enthusiastic, and her technique was great (she’d been watching A LOT of BJ videos). As I said, in my mind, this was just a matter of time.

Let us then fast forward to October 2019. The weekend before Halloween, we went to a big costume party that some casual friends of ours throw every year. Megan looked amazing, dressed as a sexy lion tamer. Sort of a black satin vest, low cut to show lots of cleavage, a red skirt that flared out a lot, fishnets and black high heeled boots, like [this]( https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0573/7565/4076/products/SI_90224_2007_2019COSTUMES_600x600@2x.jpg?v=1627004004). Underneath the skirt, she had on a customer-style pair of black ruffled boyshorts, since the skirt was pretty high, and we were at a party with friends, and she didn’t want to inadvertently flash any of them a thong (especially since the fishnets were crotchless). (pic related, the costume, just without the gloves). She also did full sexy going out makeup, with her lips bright red and lots of mascara and eye shadow. We got decently soused at the party, and around midnight, headed home in an uber.

I was looking at the route our uber was going to take, and realized we were just a half mile or so off a route that would take us past there. I decided to just roll the dice, hoping that in the situation, she’d go for it. I changed the destination in the app to a bar that is next door. Heard the little ding in the app, and I said to the driver, “We’re going to grab a drink first.” He followed the new route and next thing you know, here we are. It took Megan about 5 seconds to realize where we were once we were out of the car. She said, “OMG, I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Well, that’s not a no, readers. So there we were in a parking lot, right by a bar with a patio, and there were probably a dozen or more people watching us sort of look at each other. After a minute I said, “are you ready?” She nodded and it was on, and we started to head in. A few people at the bar were looking out at us walking in and I saw a couple guys hop the pole separating the bar from the street and parking lot.

As soon as we got in, it was like a record scratch. Probably 6 or 7 guys mingling around in there, and when they saw her walk in in costume, holy hell was it a sight. We walked straight back to the back of the shop, where the booths were. There were a handful more guys mingling there. I feel like she looked every single guy in that place up and down, and they did the same. There were a couple that I was getting a gay vibe from (not that there’s anything wrong with that!), but otherwise, they were looking at her like she was a filet. I was also happy to note that the clientele was a lot better this time than our last. It was still a mix, but there were more white-collar looking guys, and some younger ones as well. As we were going in, I heard the ding of the door 4 more times.

We got into a booth, and I saw this one actually had two holes, one on each of the side walls. So THAT was a little different than I had expected. I fed the video machine a $20, and we started to watch. I was hard immediately, and I pulled my dick out. Megan began giving me a handjob while she was watching. It wasn’t 10 second before the first dick popped through the hole on our right, followed immediately by another on the left. I looked at my wife, and her eyes had gone wide; she was looking at two dicks while stroking mine. I said to her, “Ready to get started? It was so hot watching you last time. You’re a fucking goddess.” That was all the encouragement she needed.

I helped her up and she got down on her knees in the middle of the booth. I watched as she gathered her hair, which had been loosely styled with a slight wave in it, and put it into a ponytail to get it out of the way. I was still sitting back in the booth, and she said to me, “Come here, I want to try something.” I stood up and she grabbed my cock and pulled me to her mouth. The next thing I know, she reached and grabbed both of them, one in each hand and started to stroke. The guy on her left (the first guy that popped through on my right), was circumcised, and a good size. Not huge, but respectable. As she started to stroke it, it just started leaking precum. Almost to the point I thought he had blown his load. She apparently thought so too, and pulled her hand back up and licked it. Oh fuck, I was almost ready to cum with that, so I pulled back for a second, not wanting to cum and then have the post-orgasm regret immediately upon us getting started.

The guy on her right was uncut, with a thin cock of decent length. Her hand was stroking his foreskin up and down. She took me back in her mouth and reached back to the other guy too, as he was still rock hard, his dick totally coated in precum. She gagged herself a little on my cock and then spit into her right hand and started using that thick spit as lube for his cock. The other guy didn’t really need much with all the precum, but she licked and then spit on her other hand too. She was now giving two wet handjobs while blowing me, absolutely owning all 3 of the cocks.

I told her I wanted to enjoy the show and sat back. Megan looked at me, and then looked at one and then the other of the cocks in her grasp. I could see the gears in her mind turning. She moved over to our uncircumcised friend, and took the head and the first couple inches of his cock in her mouth, and bobs up and down a couple times. I heard him groan a little bit through the wall, even with the cacophony of sound from the video screen, and those of our neighbors. Her mouth was soaked, and when she pulled back so was his cock. She leaned towards the hole on his side and said to him, “Give me a couple minutes and I’ll be back, don’t go anywhere.” He pulled his cock back a bit, and I saw him move to watch her through the hole.

She then moved her way across the booth (more of a shuffle, since it wasn’t THAT wide to begin with) to the other guy and did one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen. Without touching it with her hand, she started with her tongue at the base of his cock and licked up the shaft before curling her tongue around the bottom of the shaft and licking her way down and then right back up the top of the shaft again, cleaning off the precum that was all around it. She looked right at me, brought her tongue back into her mouth, pursed her lips and closed her eyes and said, “mmmmm.” Not gonna lie, I almost came without touching my cock.

Now, however, was the main event. Her 18 months of intense blowjob training via videos, practicing on me (and later, I found, practicing on a couple dildos we have), was going to pay off. She began with one of my favorite techniques, slowly moving up and down the shaft, but pausing at each up stroke to slide her tongue around the head. She did that for a couple minutes before bringing her hand up to join in the fun and then quickening her pace. A couple more minutes in, with her pace gradually getting faster, I could see that his balls were now taut against his body when we heard the telltale knock. She slowed her pace but kept his cock halfway in her mouth as she took the first load of her night. As much as I wished she showed me the load before swallowing, when she pulled back and he withdrew his cock from the hole, I saw her swallow the final bit, and then turn towards me with an expectant look. I immediately smiled and gestured to the other cock, still waiting on her, which had re-entered the gloryhole once he saw she had finished with his counterpart.

She began with this one much the same as the last, starting with just her mouth, before moving again to using her hand as well and speeding up. His moans got a lot more intense once she started pulling his foreskin back and letting her tongue run around the head itself. Again within a few minutes we heard the knock and she paused a touch as he shot across her tongue and down her throat. She had not seen it yet, but another cock had entered the other booth, pale in complexion, circumcised with smooth skin, and of average length and girth. The head itself was larger than the shaft but sort of flat, almost like the cap of a mushroom, and from what I could see, he looked younger than us by quite a bit. Was this one of the guys casually browsing the adult magazines of the shop when we entered? I wracked my brain trying to figure out who it could have been, but struggled to picture individuals. Not knowing who my wife was pleasuring was an incredible turn on and my cock was still rock hard, even though I had yet to stroke it at all for fear of shooting my own load too quickly.

When she turned back, she caught sight of it, and I saw her eyebrows raise quickly in anticipation. She quickly moved to take it into her mouth, and began to do the mouth only movement, licking around and then moving her mouth slowly up and down. It was on her fourth or fifth downward movement when I heard a sort of yelp/moan, and saw his cock was twitching in her mouth, with his sack below pulsing up and down also. She swallowed once, while he was still twitching, and the pulses happened for another 30 seconds or so. He wasn’t pulling back and neither was she, and she swallowed a second time. When he finally did pull back, only the mushroom head seemed to have lost its firmness, as she shaft looked to still be hard. Megan turned to me and opened her mouth, as there was still cum on her tongue, which she then swallowed before saying to me, “Well that was kind of a surprise, he came quick, and a lot!”

I thought perhaps this was it for her, and therefore, for us, but my fears were alleviated as she turned back to the other wall, as a new cock had entered her playground. I was frankly amazed and thrilled. Her reluctance to ever try it again had been replaced by something else. Who was this cock hungry lion tamer in front of me?! Her next target however, was no slouch. Average girth, probably 5.5 inches if I had to guess, but slightly above average length, easily 7. It also had a downward curve. I thought to myself that a cock like that would be great for doggystyle if you could keep from going deep on every stroke and just keep the head sliding across a g-spot. That was not what we were here for though, and with the task at hand, that downward curve could pose its own interesting dynamic. I was excited to see how she would handle it and how far she would attempt to go.

I did not have to wait long, as Megan was apparently similarly excited by the challenge of taking on this longer cock. She moved over quickly, and avoided any pretense of a tease as she took the cock in her mouth and then proceeded to work her way down the shaft, making it probably three quarters of the way before pulling back up almost to the head and trying again. Each time, I watched as she went further down the shaft, her jaw opening just a bit more, and her throat starting to bulge a bit as the shaft slid past the back of her tongue and into the actual throat itself. Even when she would deepthroat me, perhaps the head would get that far, but barely. This was a whole other dimension of deepthroating for her.

I saw her finally get to the point where her face was effectively up against the wall of the booth itself. I shudder to think what all was on that wall and how often it is cleaned, if ever. That thought was fleeting, however, as he was apparently holding back *just a bit* of his length, and by that I mean at least an inch. We realized that when he apparently pushed forward to get that extra length in when she had thought he was fully throated. I saw the effects on the shape of her throat even before I heard the gagging as he pulled just a touch out. Megan, however, was apparently a trooper, and rather than pulling back, remained in position, awaiting his next assault on her windpipe, which commenced forthwith. He went to his deepest lengths several more times, each time bringing on the gagging, which after watching too many similar videos myself, I realized was another intense turn on for me.

After probably a minute, maybe three, of intense deepthroating, she pulled back and grabbed his cock with her left hand. It was slick with the thickest of saliva, and as she turned to me, I saw Megan’s mouth was a mess, with saliva and who knows what else dripping down her lips, and starting to make her pushed up breasts carry a wet sheen. She absent mindedly stroked the cock and looking directly at me asked if I could get her some water. I said to her, “Are you sure, will you be okay in here?” She said she would, we’d lock the door, and I’d knock three times quick, three slow, and three quick for her to know to let me back in.

I was still uncertain of leaving her there, as I thought to where I could even obtain water at this hour nearby. She, on the other hand, quickly turned back to the cock, and I watched as she resumed her position as an open throat for his penetration. I did happen to catch, though, that the hand that had been gripping his cock was now in between her legs, and if I wasn’t mistaken, also inside the boyshorts under her short skirt. I saw a peeping eye coming through the adjacent booth, so there was another waiting cock once she was done with him.

I put another 20 in the machine, and as I unlocked the door, heard a collective groan from hallway. I opened the door, and the hallway was packed with guys in line. I counted eight of them in the hallway, and a few more mingling in the store near the hallway with active interest. Once they realized it was just me leaving and not her, they relaxed. I did say to them though that I wasn’t sure how much longer she’d go and that I was running to get water for her.

After my inability earlier to figure out who she was sucking, not to mention trying to figure out how much I missed when I got back, I mentally made a note of who the first couple guys were in line. There were a couple guys that looked to be in their late 20s or early 30s, then an older guy (probably in his 60s), another guy about our age or a little older, then a slightly heavy Italian looking dude who looked to be about 30. Further down the hallway, another guy in his late 20s, good looking, and on his phone, and then at the back of the line were two kids who looked like they could barely be 18 (but obviously were since they card pretty heavy).

As I walked towards the front, I glanced at my watch. It was 12:30, and unbelievably, we had only been in there for 20 minutes and Megan had taken three loads down her throat and was hard at work on a fourth when I left her. The guy at the counter gave me a look as I left and told him I’d be right back.

I walked out the door and two guys are standing just outside the door, one of them smoking. The other guy said to me, “Did you get to try her out? She was great wasn’t she? Best blowjob I’ve ever had.” I started to say something in reply and smoking guy said, “Wait, you’re the guy that brought her here? Are you leaving her?” I told them I was just running to the gas station around the corner to get water. The non-smoking guy said he couldn’t decide whether to leave or get back in line. I told him I didn’t know how much longer we’d be able to stay and that the line looked pretty damn long already. He told me he hoped we’d stay a while longer. He had texted two friends who were at a bar nearby to come by and really did want to go again himself. I told him I’d see what I could do.

I walked over to the gas station/convenience store, also realizing as I got there that when Megan went back to her long-cocked deepthroat assistant, I never actually saw her lock the door. Holy hell, what I have gotten us into. I looked at my phone, 12:35 now. I went into the store, walked back to the coolers and got a couple bottles of water. I looked around at what else she could possible need, and grabbed a small pack of wet wipes and for some reason I still don’t know, grabbed a three pack of condoms too.

I then realized that it was a party night in a college town. I had been so singularly focused on what I was doing, I hadn’t realized there were probably a dozen people in this convenience store, all trying to buy booze before the cutoff time. Well shit, so now I’m waiting in line. Looking at my watch, we are now at 12:38. As I slowly, and painfully, made my way to the front of the line, I checked Find My on phone, and confirmed that Megan’s phone was at least still located in the ABS. Well that’s a positive. Finally, up to the front of the line at 12:49. I paid for my purchases and walked back over.

On the way, I passed by the bar we were in front of when we were dropped off. I saw the smoking guy now standing in the bar patio. He was drinking a beer and telling a group of guys in there some animated story. I caught his eye as I was walking by, and he pointed to me and tipped his beer and he and the guys laughed. I got back over to the ABS and the four or so empty parking spaces in the lot were now full. Another look at the watch, 12:54. Upon re-entering the ABS, the counter guy saw me and said, “I was thinking you weren’t coming back.” Bad enough to have missed almost 25 minutes of this, god I hope Megan wasn’t thinking I wasn’t back. I slowly worked my way back to the back of the shop, and through the line that was now considerably longer. As I got to the front, the fat Italian looking guy was there, along with the good looking guy and the two teenagers. No one else looked familiar though. I did some mental math, and assuming no one just up and left, four guys that had been in line were now done or in the booths.

I got up to our door, and did the knock we discussed. No answer. I tried again, still no answer. Ugh, that isn’t good at ALL. I then tried just opening the door. The guy in his 20s who had been on his phone said to me, “It’s locked now. After you left, the guys in the front of the line got curious and tried it. Took her a bit before she realized it was open and a few got quite a show. We’ve been assured by those who saw that she’s actually smoking hot, which is a nice surprise. Professional?” I processed everything he said before realizing he was asking me if she was a professional. “Uh, no, no not at all.” The larger guy joined in on the conversation as well, “Yeah, real hot. I live in the apartments next door. Any time a woman or couple comes in here I come down. Most are average at best.” “Uh, thanks, I guess.”

I realized I was still on the wrong side of the damn door, and knocked again. This time, after a few seconds, the door opened. There was Megan, her makeup quite a bit worse for the wear. Lipstick was basically gone, although properly smudged in some places to the skin around her mouth, her eye makeup running even more. Her gorgeous D-cups, courtesy of Dr. Brian, now soaked with spit and presumably, a handful of guys cum and precum as well. I looked at her for a second before asking ,”You okay?” “Yeah, are you coming back in?” I guess that means yes, so I followed her in, and closed and latched the door behind me. One cock was poking through the hole on the left side of our booth. It was slick with spit, as apparently when she broke to open the door, it was a work in process.

I grabbed Megan and said, “I love you baby” and went to kiss her. She turned her head to the side and said, “Love you too babe, but maybe not kissing you right now.” She then moved back to return to her patron. It was then I realized she had moved the chair that was at the back of the booth to the middle of the booth and turned it sideways. I assumed she was going to sit down on it when she instead kneeled on it, giving her a different angle at the cocks. It also had the effect of putting her ass up in the air. This effect was not lost on the gentleman in the other adjoining booth. I watched as he reached his hand through the hole and fondled Megan under her skirt. I was going to say something, but figured I would assess the situation as it unfolded, as she appeared to be unbothered.

It took just another minute before the knock on the wall came, along with the cock she was servicing. When she pulled back, I saw that the sparse pubic hair was greyish, so apparently this was our silver fox from before. By my rough count, we had the three from when I was in there with her, then the guy that she was deepthroating when I left, the two guys at the front of the line and now the older guy for a total of seven cocks. Oh fuck, no, wait, there had been another guy in the other booth when I left as well, so that’s eight. My god, my wife of 10 years has just sucked off eight men in an adult bookstore. This is my fantasy come to life!

As she readjusted in the booth to switch to the other gloryhole, the occupant removed his left hand from under her skirt. I saw that his fingers, including a ring finger with a platinum band, were soaked as he pulled them back into his side of the wall. Right after doing so, a cock already rock hard and slick came through the hole. It appeared he used his cock to wipe his hands clean. Megan didn’t hesitate to take it into her mouth. Her technique had been refined a touch in the past 45 minutes. The series of slow, languid, strokes with just her mouth had been shortened, and her hand entered the fray sooner. While her technique appeared to be targeted at getting him off as quickly as possible, she certainly seemed to be enjoying herself as well, lightly moaning as she made quick work of him. As she was using one hand to support herself against the wall and another to stroke him, she didn’t have a way of rubbing herself through her panties like she was when I left.

Rather than standing there with my dick in my hand, I thought I could at least help in that part of the equation. I kneeled down by her, and was struck by a view of her pussy in quite possibly the most turned on, engorged state I had ever seen it in our 15 or so years together. She was literally dripping, and had strands of grool hanging between her lips and her thighs. The insides of her thighs were wet and shiny, her clit swollen. I reached up and touched her and she immediately moaned onto the cock in her mouth. Fantastic timing at that too, as he knocked and then blew a load into her mouth. She swallowed quickly before flipping back around to the hole on the left side of the wall like a woman on a mission. Before she got started, I asked her if she wanted anything to drink. She took one of the bottles of water and took a drink, handing it back to me and getting back into position.

The next cock that came through the wall surprised both of us. We had seen this one before. Not tonight, but the last time we were there. Every cock is different I suppose, but this one was memorable for a couple reasons. First, he was really hairy, like really hairy, although, unlike last time, he appears to have actually shaved his shaft. Second, his dick was simultaneously fat and not terribly long (like five inches or so, but 2.5 inches thick, as in diameter). Last time, that was the cock that ended our night due to his cumshot. I almost stopped her to say that we should just pass on him and move to the next, but when she moved down into position, it appeared her mind was set.

Like the last time, her mouth was stretched wide around it. With that impressive girth, but lack of length, there was nowhere for her hand to go, so she ended up taking as much of the length into her mouth as she could, and then bobbing her head. It was apparently doing the trick as he started making pleasurable noises almost immediately. Megan was as well, as she had brought the hand that she had been using to assist in her cock worship back down to her now bare pussy. I was back to a role of active voyeur and waterboy, although she apparently had no need for water. My only hope was that wouldn’t change when our Italian friend came. Last time, Megan said this guy’s cumshot was one of those three weeks of edging without release types of loads, but worse, the taste was bitter, just absolutely terrible. I was hoping for a better outcome tonight, or at least that after nine other guys, perhaps it wouldn’t be so differentially terrible as to shut her down for the night.

As I made those mental notes, I saw my good looking friend from earlier had made his way into the booth and was looking to partake in the goodies under her skirt as well. Megan’s hand was still active, apparently on her clit, and by the looks of it, he was using the direct angle to slide a couple fingers directly into her pussy and was sliding in and out at a pace that appeared to be more or less matching the movements of her mouth on the thick cock she was attempting to conquer. I decided then that I would at least try to edge myself, perhaps as a test of willpower, perhaps to get myself in the mental space of when I would watch gloryhole movies in my home office and jack off as a break from actually working. In either case, the four of us were quite a sight to see, Megan most notably.

Alas, our foursome came to an end with the light tapping on the wall. This was to me the moment of truth. Would she overcome the gag reflex that shut her down on our maiden voyage to this ABS, or would she succumb (no pun intended) to the woefully bitter and outsized orgasm. As the first shot hit her throat, I was pleasantly surprised to see that she stuck with it. She even pulled her head back a bit, so that it was primarily the comically fat head of the beast that was in her mouth. She even took her hand away from her clit and brought it up the hole, wrapping it around the shaft, her fingers not even close to touching. She pumped it a couple times, her mouth swallowing as she went and moaning lightly. She then released her grip and reached below to grab his apelike sack, and gave his balls a couple squeezes before reaching back up to the shaft, squeezing there and pumping. I watched her swallow two more times before she pulled back off of him.

She turned to me and said, “Oh my god, so much, he came so much!” She leaned down to the hole where he had just pulled his cock back and said, “Thank you, hope to see you again”, before turning to the other hole in the wall and saying, “And thank you for making me cum, I can’t wait to return the favor.”

Megan was on a mission now. I looked at my watch, here we were at 1:11am, we had been in the booth an hour, or at least she had, and there were no signs of stopping, even after 10 men had been serviced. I wondered how far this would go and whether something had broken. I didn’t have much time to wonder that though, as the orgasm bringer next door brought his own cock to the party. Frankly, for such a good looking, in shape guy, I had hoped for more. I think Megan did too, as she paused before starting her oral ministrations. Well below average girth, and a nice 5 inches or so in length. Uncircumcised, with a foreskin around the mid-point of the shaft. What it lacked in stature, it made up in firmness though, at least from what I could tell, as it looked like it was crafted from marble.

She got off the chair and knelt on the floor again. I watched Megan begin, and it appeared her quest to get them to cum as quickly as possible was put on hold as she started with a much more measured, and erotic blowjob. Lots of tongue and lips, and she paid great attention to the foreskin, especially around the head. We had watched videos together where the woman slides her tongue in between the foreskin and the head, and Megan demonstrated that technique handily. Once she had gone through her paces, she then did proceed to employ her hand as well, while the other hand had returned to her own clit. He lasted about as long as the gentleman that preceded him, and this time without any warning, went off in her mouth. No bother, she was prepared for such an occasion, and swallowed gladly, milking the final drops before withdrawing the cock from her lips.

Megan paused a minute before resuming her activities and asked for another drink of water. She then asked if I could get one of the chairs from another booth. I asked why and she said that kneeling on one of them made balancing challenging. Fair point, and I unlocked the door and quickly found one from another, currently underutilized booth. Neither of the younger guys were in line, so I assumed they were her next customers. There were still a good number of guys in line as the line stretched around the door. I gathered that there would be an unlimited supply, so our night would be dictated by her demand, or the closing hours of the shop. I returned to our booth and brought her the chair, which she set night to the one she was one, facing inward, so the fronts of both chairs were touching, making a smallish platform in the middle of our booth. I wasn’t sure that would necessarily fix the balance issue, but what the lady wants, the lady gets.

Megan resumed her position, each knee on its respective chair, leaning forward and awaiting her next suitor. This did have the effect of exposing her bare ass even more. While we waited, I asked where the panties went. “One of the guys was trying to pull them aside when you were gone and ended up sort of ripping them. I ended up giving them to him. They were cheap costume lingerie anyway.” I had so many more questions, but the next cock appeared. It was throbbing, and rigidity of the shaft and youthfulness of the skin confirmed it was one of the 18-year-olds that had been waiting in line. He was also a prodigious producer of precum (try saying that three times fast), which Megan licked off delicately, deciding to employ an initial tease to him.

I turned my attention to the other hole and saw his cohort watching intently. “It’s okay to touch her if you want”, pointing to her upturned ass and exposed pussy, just a foot or so away from his watchful eye. “Oh, I didn’t know, we’ve never done this before.” “Gone to a booth in a bookstore?” “Any of it, we were walking by and someone was talking about a woman giving blowjobs inside, and since neither of us has ever gotten one, we came in.” ‘Oh wow, this I’ll have to share with her’, I thought. He reached through and sort of poked/stroked, clearly inexperienced, when the moan of his friend came loudly through the wall. When he pulled back, Megan turned back to me and showed me just how much a virgin college student can cum, with her tongue totally coated. She swallowed it and got back down on the chairs to begin to take on the other student.

She began to rub herself, as he slid his uncut cock through the hole, into our booth. Megan turned to me and said, while still rubbing herself, “Thank you baby for bringing us back here. I am having a lot of fun, I hope you are too, I know this has been your fantasy.” I told her I was, and then pointed out that her last college student had apparently missed her mouth with some of his load, as she had fresh cum on her cheek by her mouth. She brought her hand up that was rubbing her clit and wiped the cum off her cheek before turning her attention to the cock now in her face.

She began to lick up and down his shaft, sucking and gently nibbling on his cock and teasing his foreskin. While she hadn’t previously had a lot of experience with uncut cocks, she had certainly made good work of the ones she had spent time with this night. She brought her hand back down to her pussy, and I realized as she did that the glob of cum from her cheek was still on her index and middle fingers. Well that condition was only momentary, as her index and middle fingers then slid right across her open lips and into her pussy. She was rubbing herself pretty aggressively, and was getting more and more aggressive with the cock in her mouth. Given that the last college student went off in under a minute, I figured she was trying to coax a similar record spurt out of his counterpart. His stamina was surprisingly long, however, and it took a good five minutes more before she received his load. When she showed it to me, it was also fairly big. Ah, to be young and dumb and full of cum again!

The gentleman on the other hole, who had primarily watched the preceding few minutes through the hole, save for a couple gropes of her ass, was ready and waiting. When he had reached through, I saw he was of a darker complexion, and thought back to the guys I had seen in line upon returning. There had been a Hispanic looking guy in line, probably in his 30s, and then another guy probably 10 years older than us and then another one that looked to be in his 20s. I couldn’t really make out anyone past that given the darkness of the hallway, and had been so focused on returning to Megan when I came back from the convenience store that I hadn’t noticed. Megan still had the load in her mouth and was playing with it a touch before swallowing, swishing it around and blowing bubbles. It was all quite porn-y to be honest. I said to her, “Wow, he came a lot. You like playing with it don’t you.” She then surprised me by bringing her hand up and letting it drip out of her mouth into her hand, pooling up in her palm. She said, “I already swallowed once while he was cumming, he just came so much.”

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I ran out of room and will be attempting to submit the rest of our night. Hopefully you have enjoyed the read so far!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qc4rf4/how_our_halloween_2019_turned_my_gloryhole_fetish