Backstory:
Katie had always been curious about the unique shops in Washington, DC, but the adult store on 14th Street intrigued her the most. It wasn't just the neon sign that caught her eye; it was the quiet curiosity she felt toward the taboo and the unknown. One Friday evening, she decided to explore.
Friday Evening:
As I opened the door, an unexpected mix of fragrances greeted me. A soft blend of sweet vanilla and soothing lavender filled the air, mingling with subtle hints of leather and latex from the fetish gear on display. There was a faint scent of fresh rubber from the silicone products, and perhaps a touch of plastic, but nothing overpowering. The combination of aromas was gentle and inviting, creating a relaxed and sensual atmosphere as I stepped inside.
Walking through the aisles, a pair of leather wrist restraints caught my eye. Behind me, I heard a soft voice, "Anything I can help you with?"
I turned to see a man staring at me. He looked around fifty, his hair was a light silver and slicked back. "Oh, no thank you, I'm just looking for something new."
My cheeks were slightly flushed as I wandered through the other aisles filled with provocative items. I wasn't sure what I was looking for, but I felt a sense of adventure.
Towards the back, a discreet door caught my eye. A small sign read "Private Viewing Rooms." My heart raced as I pushed it open. The rooms were lined with rich, dark curtains and plush seating. A quiet, ambient hum from the hidden screens and the soft rustle of velvet greeted me.
I settled into a corner, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. The room was intimate, with a screen displaying tasteful adult films. As I sat there, I realized it wasn't just the physical items that intrigued me--it was the atmosphere, the sense of exploring something so personal and private. I felt like I was stepping into a different world, one that was both thrilling and enlightening.
Looking around, I noticed two holes in the wall...my curiosity begins to get the best of me. I look through one of the holes, doing my best to see what's behind it.
While peeping through, a semi-hard cock slide through the hole in the wall, mere inches in front of me.
I stared at it with wide eyes, thinking
"Oh my, this is a gloryhole?!" I heard about it being in pornos, but not existing in real life.
My thoughts were interrupted by the guy knocking on the wall. "Hey hun, are you still there?"
Surprisingly, I was amazed by how beautiful his cock looked. Over 7" in length, it hung perfectly through the hole, his veins running across his thickness.
Licking my lips, "I guess I should try it, doing it once won't hurt."
Adjusting my body to try and get more comfortable, I reached out and held the cock with both hands. Feeling the cock twitch, it was warm and coming to life. Leaning forward, I took the hardened cock inside of my mouth. The cock twitched immediately as I began to suck on it. With my lips being wrapped tightly around it, I sucked like a powerful vacuum.
In the other room, the stranger's moans became louder. The unidentifiable man was clearly enjoying it. And why not? My mouth was hot, young, and wet.
Using everything at my disposal to please the cock, I wanted him to finish as fast as possible. With various hand motions and techniques with my tongue, the man groaned in pleasure.
Knocking on the wall, the man moaned, "Fuck, I needed this, baby. I'm going to cum soon."