It slid through the window slowly, teasingly and invitingly as I sat on the other side of the glory hole watching it. This was my first time to an adult video and toy store and I was taking advantage of every new experience that presented itself to me. Now, the question is, what should I do with this cock?
I sat on the bench in the booth and was watching a movie when this cock came through a hole in the wall. Whatever should I do? Should I be the wanton wench? Should I be the slut I dream about being at night? Or should I simply just ignore it and hope it goes away? Maybe I should just play with it a bit in my hand?
I thought about it for just a moment, but my mind was not doing the thinking. As I reached out and took that rampant member in my hand I could feel it pulse slowly. I knew it was a vital living thing that was begging me to use it. Slowly I stroked it back and forth in my hand. I felt it as it grew and grew hard.
What was I thinking? I am a school teacher, not a slut or a whore. Somehow though, at least for today, I was both. I worked the cock slowly in my one hand and with the other I started to undress myself. As I lowered myself to my knees in front of this strange, unknown cock I knew I was going to have it in me one way or the other, in one hole or the other.
Where to begin? I guess, being new to this and all, I probably should learn the proper method of giving a blowjob. So I got right to work and began by slowly licking the rampaging black cock in front of me from the balls, up and around the length of the cock, all the way to the head of it and then back down. I took the balls in my mouth and, not knowing what to do with them, did what seemed to make them fun for me to play with--I actually hummed a tune while they were there. My unknown lover did not say a word to object or to praise me for it, but it sure felt good to me.
I could feel the cock grow, pulse, get ready to release. I knew it was something a lot of women despised, but how could I without ever first tasting it. I let him come in mouth. I felt his juices, warm and delicious, slide down my throat and when he was done all I could think of was cleaning him up and hopefully getting even more of them. I was happily surprised when he did just that releasing a second set of juices down my throat.
I could not have proven I was really this slutty, not even to myself, had I not pulled off of that cock and allowed him to cum on my face a bit. He did indeed do so and the proof was there for all to see. I started in this booth a person who came in here just for the experience of seeing what they were like, but now here I was suddenly a glory hole slut. I wasn't sure how far I could take this, but I knew I had to try to see what else I could do in here. The lightbulb went off in my head and I stood up, turned around and then started walking backward wanting to impale myself on his cock.
