I guess this is a confession? Or maybe the natural next step for my fetish? You can call me S, this is so that I can fill you in on all the juicy details without worrying about gangs of soccer moms pulling up into my driveway minivan engines revving in the morning chill, to run me out of town. That and the more significant issue of getting my various internet accounts shut down. I can take the humiliation, hell I get off on it, but a blow to the wallet, that is a real pain. So guess away, maybe I chose a letter at random, maybe I'm a Sandra, or a Sandy, or that one girl Samantha you know the one with the voice that made you question how important dick really is. But the proudest I will be is if you use the proper term for me, SLUT!
My life story is nothing special. Conservative parents in a small town, bla bla bla. High school was fine, college was better, and lots of young hot things running about, but I didn't notice. Young me wanted a career she had the smarts and drive to get it. Still, do I just have much more fun now, with a degree on the back burner if things turn south, well in a bad way. So standard model human ready to see the world moved into my new apartment, got a dead-end job to support my real job hunt, and got to work. Worked myself silly going through internship after internship until my head felt like it would explode. So I did the healthy thing and went out to party, unwind, and enjoy life for a change. It was all pretty standard fun until nature called. Not wanting to wait in line for the ladies and with a bit too much whiskey in my system I snuck into the boy's room for a little tinkle.
Everything was going great and I was just waiting for an opportune moment to sneak out when no one was looking when it happened. Yall know what a gloryhole is? Young me didn't but figured it out real quick when there was suddenly a dick poking out of the wall. Apparently, it is a hole in the wall that is made specifically for having anonymous sex. Now you have to understand, as part of the standard upbringing I had not had a very rich sex life. Sure the obligatory loss of my virginity to a football player around the back of the gym at prom was fun, if in retrospect super disrespectful, but it got the job done. But there wasn't all that much after that, and college was for learning not dating. So with a dry streak under my belt, a raging libido, and the sex toy I had bravely ordered two months behind on backorder this Dick looked mighty tempting.
Many things went through my mind as I sat there frozen, about dignity, proper ethics, and how I should be a good girl. But I had been good my entire life, and one cock wasn't going to ruin my entire life if I wanted to have a little fun, the cock twitched in agreement. I had stared for too long apparently because the cock started to retreat but I caught it in a firm grip, the man my new toy was attached to grunted.
"Easy."
My reply came in the form of a soft lick across his tip, causing him to jump in my hands. He pushed his member all the way back into the Gloryhole. Now we were in business, no backing out now. I stroked him slowly up and down his shaft feeling the silky hardness in my hand. He was pretty average if the porn I had been watching at the time was any indicator of size and girth. Perfect for someone as inexperienced as I was. The cock felt fantastic in my hands, I imagined what it feel like pressed against my thigh. Rubbing across my labia, getting slick with my wetness. I squeezed my thighs together feeling the warmth in my belly and the very real wetness developing in my panties. I quickly pulled down my panties stepping out of one leg that way I wouldn't ruin them. Paying attention to my new favorite toy again I contemplated how I would do this. Sucing off a stranger in a club men's room is decidedly unsexy if you think about it too hard so I decided not to think about it. What was going to happen next would be pure horny S who had decided that consequences and shame were for tomorrow's S to deal with. I smiled like a feral cat before wrapping my mouth around his tip sucking hard to taste his precum. That was always the best part, cock desperate for a warm wet hole oozing sweet white nectar. I pulled him in deeper, bobbing as deep as I could manage up and down feeling him twitch. He moaned and tried to say something but I popped off him causing him to suck in a breath. Yes, this man was mine in every sense of the word.
It could have been anyone, a CEO, Lawyer, Mechanic, Fratboy out on the town, or Cashier having spent half his paycheck. In the end it didn't matter I had them by the dick and there was nothing he could do but submit.
"SHHH, Quiet now," I murmured loud enough for him to hear.
"Relax, get comfortable and focus on the sensation of what I'm doing to you, and what im going to do to you."
