Finally Something Interesting Pt 01

Erica took a deep breath as she was almost home. All it would take was three more stops, and she could finally wind down. Looking at her phone's time for the 15th time this ride, it read the same time as before: 9:37 pm. She really wasted all of her day at work. Today was the Summer Solstice, and yet she still found herself leaving at night time.

The woman didn't want to complain however. She was actually making much money for once, and the job wasn't difficult...if anything, it was simply long and mind-numbing at times.

Regardless, she could feel how successful she was becoming. In fact, Erica was wearing what must've been a 1k black dress that was custom-made to fit her slender frame and show off both her cleavage and her long legs, a high-end-pink shade of lipstick, heels that must've been a 3k set of heels and a quality shampoo that made her long brunette hair nice and soft.

The train slowed down, approaching the same run-down spot it always did. She heard someone saying there was a gloryhole in a graffiti-laced restroom, but she thought about stepping off and checking. Something about the seedy appearance drew her in...That and the fact that there was nothing else to do. The woman would just get home, shower, eat, and watch some mediocre crime drama until it was time to sleep again for the 700th time in a row. This would be at least something. An adventure. A 20-minute one at most.

The subway car stopped before finally getting off and rushed inside the dirty-looking beige restroom, not bothering to see if anyone else was in there.

The place looked like an even worse dump than she could have predicted. Filthy walls, sticky floors, cobwebs, and a thick, sexual scent to it. She bit her lip before letting her heels click when walking deeper inside and, opening the largest stall in the corner, entered inside out of curiosity.

It was true.

A hole was right through the once bright blue walls leading to the men's side. One about the diameter of a fist. All that was left to wonder was whether it was used.

Checking her phone to see "9:01" " the brunette shyly yelled out, "I-Is anyone over there..." The lady hoped not.

No one spoke back to her. It was a relief as she felt stupid and slutty for asking at all. However, it took about 25 seconds for her to see something push through.

Immediately, she was mesmerized. That wasn't a dick...it was a fat, fucking cock fully erect as if it had been waiting for her.

The details quickly became memorized instantly. The length shined in the dull glow of the restroom from the sweat, causing the veins to pop out a good deal. The pale pole had a sort of gravity-defying curve upward. It drooled out a little bit of precum and gave off a considerable amount of heat to go with the wave of heavy, almost brainwashing musk that hit the brain. At the base was a 100-dollar bill wrapped around it.

She was better than this..she had no idea where this horny stranger had been. She didn't know what he looked like. Just that he had a throbbing, eager dick right in front of her, he didn't seem to push her either. The woman could stand up and walk away now.

Instead, Erica made her way down to her knees on the glue-like floor and wrapped her plump, panties dickpillows around the girth, accepting his shaft. "It's not slutty if it's just one blowjob one time...right...? By definition, that makes sense.." She told herself in between tightening her oral grip around the veiny girth. Slowly, she brought her face down, taking more of the shaft. The taste was unique but all too addictive. Either her mind was playing tricks on her, or the cock was custom-built specifically to make her crumble. Even the sheer thickness made her need to defile her mouth further.

Her eyes closed at the same time as her tongue worked away at the flesh, looking around for a sensitive spot to please. "Mmph...." Never before had she tended to a meat so perfect that it made her question whether it was fate. Naturally, she pushed a little past the entrance to the throat.

Erica heard the moans from the opposite end as well, reaffirming that she was doing a good job. She hoped so, as it made her gag a few times to take the rod enough to kiss the 100-dollar bill.

There was just one downside to the experience: it ended so briefly. The male had throbbed a good deal. He was deeply backed up and ready to unload, only to keep the moment going as quickly as possible.

Erica's eyes crossed as a torrent of thick, sticky sludge shot inside her throat. She pulled back to take in as much of the overwhelming seed he had inside before finally pulling free entirely. Her soft hand stroked towards the tip, working to empty the balls, even at the expense of getting some of the cum on her dress. "Thank You..." she whispered with a pant, finally taking the offered money.

It was over. The stranger retreated his spent rod. His shoes could be heard for a few seconds before the door would shut. Erica remained there, thinking about what she had done.

"Okay, this never happened...no one needs to know about this... and I won't ever do that aga-" she told herself immediately.

*Plop*

Her eyes immediately looked back at the hole.

"....Fuck..."