A Gloryhole Virgin No More

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A Gloryhole Virgin No More
I was traveling to Atlanta one day arriving at my hotel a little after Noon. Since my interview was the next day, I had some time to burn. I checked into my downtown hotel then decided to go out for a walk. I passed an adult store and as I walked past, it trigged something in me. I was just thinking of the video’s that I had rented from the video store in Augusta, where I lived, and jerking off to them to very satisfying orgasms.

I managed to walk only another block before I decided to turn around and go inside the store. Now this was in the 90s and half the store was still vhs videos and the other half was toys and lingerie. I started looking at the videos and then remembered I was in a hotel, without a video player. I then looked up and saw the video arcade. I knew that arcades were seedy but that seemed all the more attractive to me in my now very aroused state.

I felt reasonably safe that I would not run into someone I knew. Nevertheless, I was still very nervous as this was my first time in an arcade. There were quite a few people in the store as it was lunch, so I went in to the arcade nonchalantly without making eye contact. After my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I walked down the hallway to survey the booths. There were three other guys in the hall as well, all looking like they were there on their lunch break from there white collared jobs.

There were about twenty booths, some with gloryholes and a couple with transparent/opaque windows. Though they had no doors, the canlı bahis siteleri booths were designed with a double turn entrance so that some
privacy was afforded. I was not there for the gloryholes, but wanted to just jerk off to some good porn. Unfortunately, I could not find one that did not have a gloryhole, so I selected one in the rear that had a gloryhole in only one side and no windows. The circular opening was about three inches in diameter, neatly cut in the partition, which was constructed of thick laminated plywood.

I inserted several dollar bills, started the video, and browsed through the selections before stopping on a particularly nice video teen giving an awesome deep throat BJ to a hung dude. As I watched, I began to remove all my clothing, placing it on the chair. I realized there was a bit of exhibitionist in me, thinking, I could be watched through the small portal. I was already fully erect when I heard someone enter the adjacent booth and shift the chair so the stranger could get a clear view. My excitement built at the thought of being watched as I stroked myself in the raw, illuminated by the dim glow of the video screen.

I could see shadows through the hole and I knew I was being watched. Soon a finger came through the hole and made a “come here” gesture. I knew exactly what it meant and knew it was male on the other side. My heart was pounding, I was sweating, and my hands were cold. Should I do this? I wanted to so badly, and have wanted to for a long, long time, perabet but I was always afraid of catching something.

My state of arousal trumped my better judgment and I moved over to the wall. Threads of
clear precum were trailing down from my swollen cockhead. The opening was located
slightly lower than my groin level, so I had to spread my legs a good bit to position myself. I anxiously
fed my throbbing shaft through the dark opening and immediately was engulfed by wet and hot sucking mouth. I gasped as I pressed my body all the way up against the partition giving the stranger access to my entire my cock.

The wonderful sensations were like nothing I had ever felt. I have had a lot of blowjobs before, but this anonymous neighbor was doing felt markedly different in a very, very good way. I groaned from his tender and wonderful oral ministrations, but decided to hold further my vocal approval down due to the fact that anyone in the aisle could hear (and know) what was going on inside.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on enjoying the sensations I was feeling. I was so lost in sexual ecstasy that I did not notice visitor in my booth until I felt his rough hands on the sides of my hips. I quickly turned to look, but was pushed up against the wall. I next felt my ass cheeks being spread, and a face with day-old whisker stubble come between them. I moaned as a hot tongue teased my puckered orifice. My anal ring of muscles soon yielded and his snakelike tongue burrowed into my virgin hole. I was perabet giriş quivering at the dual pleasures, barely able to stand. I was enjoying what these complete strangers were doing to me, far more than I ever could have imagined. My visitor stood up and pressed himself against my back. I felt his hardness running along my shaved furrow, his slippery knob pressing against my wet opening. I whispered, “please no, just lick me some more.”

I felt his whiskers and his hot breath, as he kissed his way down my back and to resume licking my ass hole. When he penetrated my ass with his tongue, it was more than I could take. With a final
loud moan, an intense orgasm rocked my body as I emptied my pent-up load of sperm into my anonymous cocksucker’s mouth. When my spasms finally ceased, I slowly backed away from the
wall and turned to face my visitor. He immediately took my still erect cock into his mouth, sucking the last remnants of cum out of me.

At that point, a thick cock with a large flanged head came through the partition opening, and my visitor pulled off of me and quickly consumed the entire length of my neighbor’s beautiful organ. I watched his bobbing head and his hot mouth do its expert work as I slowly dressed. Just before I left, my anonymous neighbor also exploded in a groaning, wall-jarring orgasm (anyone nearby could unmistakably hear and tell), which my visitor continued to drain. Passing quickly out of the store I glanced over at the counter clerk and our eyes met just for a second. My face flushed as I quickly looked away. I felt very ashamed but delightfully satisfied. I knew by his look and smile that he knew what I had just experienced. He probably saw it all the time. I had passed another threshold, and would never be the same for it.

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