Sharing a Gloryhole
Part-1-of-1
*** A fictional story about the first time I took my wife to the local Gloryhole. (MMF, voy, oral, anal, bi) ***
I've sucked cock and been sucked by other men for years, but my wife Barbara didn't know. I wanted to tell her, but couldn't find a way to bring it up. It occurred to me that whenever we watched a porn flick, she made the same remark, "They always shows girl-on-girl, but never show guys sucking other guys." So I just needed to make my move after our next porn movie.
We went to the local porn theatre, wearing our usual, easy-access clothing. During an average flick, I could finger Barbara to 2 or 3 orgasms. She would pull my cock, but I usually waited until we got home to drop my load. She was always hot when we left the theatre and when she was hot, she thought just about anything of a sexual nature was a good idea. This time, I worked her to 2 orgasms, but kept her from going over the edge for the third time. So when we left she was hot and ready.
I had parked our car slightly further from the theatre than usual so that we had to walk past the adult bookstore that was my favorite glory hole hunting ground. Just as I expected, Barbara said, "They never show two guys sucking."
I told her, "I'd suck a cock if you want to see it."
"What? No you wouldn't!" she stammered. By now, we're walking into the Adult Bookstore. "What are we doing here?"
Without answering, I lead her in the door, stop at the counter and got $5 worth of tokens, to go with the two rolls over quarters in my pockets. We `browsed' for a minute or two and then headed for the arcade section and the viewing booths. We were hit with the smell - cigarettes, sweat, cum, piss, disinfectant, latex, leather, lube and aromas. Then there was that fear that somehow you shouldn't be here,
The arcade area consisted of two hallways, and each hallway was lined with booths. It was very dark back there, so it took some time for our eye to adjust. There were little lights above the doors that indicated whether or not it the booth was occupied. We started to wander the hallways until we finally chose an empty booth right in the middle of one of the aisles and they locked the door behind us.
The booth was bigger than Barbara expected. About 4x4. Some have a bench built into the wall and others like this one includes a chair. Most chairs looks like something the thrift store would reject. They will have a TV, typically behind a piece of glass or Plexiglas and a slot for your dollars or tokens. The doors typically have a lock and unless you want unexpected company, you lock your door. And they were waist high from the floor and 6-inches in diameter.
Several men were cruising the hallway and all watched as we stepped into a booth that I knew had a gloryhole. A pretty young woman was a rarity here, especially back then.
"What the holy hell are we doing here?" Barbara asked again.
"I'm going to suck a cock. If you really want to, that is."
The discussion would have gone on, but the guy in the next booth wasn't waiting for an invitation. I pointed to the hole in the wall and Barbara was shocked to see the purplish head of a very nice cock peeking into our booth.
I reached up and lightly stroked the head with my fingertips. We heard a groan, "Uuuuuuugh," from the other side of the wall as the stranger pushed his cock all the way in! It was a nice one, 7-inches or so, cut and thick. I asked Barbara, "Yes or no?"
"Yes...hell yesss," she murmured.
I was on my knees instantly, about to suck this beautiful cock, while my wife watched. I looked into Barbara's eyes as I licked that cock up one side and down the other. When I got back to the top, I opened my mouth and slipped my lips over the head. Tightening my lips I slid my mouth down his thick shaft. By the third bob the head hit the back of my throat.
She licked her lips and slipped her right hand up her dress. I didn't know who would cum first, but the next groan, "Uuuuuuuuuum," from the booth next door solved that. I was on a down stroke when he started cumming.
I motioned to Barbara and she was there in a second, kneeling in the goo and slim beside me and sharing the cum.
Gawd, I love this woman.
We licked him clean and then kissed each other wildly, sharing every drop of his cum.
We were so excited that we didn't even notice when he had left or that another man had entered the booth until his cock was waving in our faces. I sat back on the chair and told Barbara, "This one was all hers."
My balls were about to explode as I watched Barbara suck this new stranger. She'd sucked me off so many times that I knew what he was experiencing. Barbara can really suck. It wasn't long and I could hear Barbara gulping down his hot load. Spent, he pulled out and was gone.
As we shared more salty kisses, I asked, "Would you like to see me get fucked?"
By now, she knew I wasn't joking about any of this. I showed her the small tube of KY that I'd brought along. Excitedly she greased up my ass as we waited for our next guest.
Barbara pointed and laughed at the huge black cock suddenly sticking through the hole! No way was that thing going up my ass. It was long, but that was OK. It was black, but I didn't care about that either. But it was way too thick for my ass. One look and I said, "No way in hell. You fuck this one."
Barbara's eyes lit up as she hiked up her dress and backed up to the hole. We both guided that monster up her soaking wet pussy. What a glorious sight. I had a close up view of this big black cock stretching and slamming in and out of my wife's pussy.
I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I kneaded and played with her breasts and fingered her clit as Barbara had the longest and hardest orgasm I've ever seen her have.
With a loud, "Uuuuuuugh," he buried the monster deep into her and filled her with his cum.
We stayed until we'd used all $25 worth of the tokens and quarters I had, plus all the quarters Barbara had in her purse. I licked two loads of cum out of her pussy and took two loads up my ass. We lost track of how many anonymous cocks we sucked.
We've made many more trips back to that bookstore and others that were recommended to us.
We started taking a Polaroid camera along to document our adventures. We have several photo albums that remind us of the days before sex became unsafe. I miss those days.
The end...