I held it in my mouth and slathered my tongue back and forth under the head, which `brought on moaning from the other side. I started to bob my head up and down slowly at first, going as far down as I could without gagging. I was doing this for a while and it felt like I was able go a little deeper. For some reason even though I knew that it was impossible, I decided to try to push his cock past the entrance to my throat without triggering the gag reflex. I pushed down as far as I could and held it there for a second while I tried to steel my nerve to push further. Mr. BBC couldn't wait and thrust himself as far as he could and I must have misjudged my distance from the wall and his cock pushed in. I was able to pull back before I gagged, but it had actually gone down my throat, at least a little bit.
Of course I had to try again. I slid down until it was right there, took a breath and tried to relax and pushed down some more. I made it! I was officially able to deep throat! I held him buried in my throat with my face pressed up against the wall for a beat or two then pulled back, his cock popping out of my mouth. WOW.
Full of myself now, I went right back to sucking him and taking his cock deep over and over. After about twenty or so trips down my throat I felt him jerk a little and his pole felt a little fatter and there came that knock on the wall. I desperately wanted to taste his cum so I pulled back until just the head was past my lips and felt him shoot a strong burst of cum into my mouth. After the third spurt I shoved his cock back into my throat and could feel him continue to pulse whatever he had left right down my throat. I slowly pulled back from this magnificent dick and watched with a touch of sadness as it retreated to his side of the wall and I watched as he put it away and left the booth.
It wasn't long before I had a new cock to suck. He pushed his already hard dick through the wall but it was accompanied by an odor so foul my eyes began to water. I reluctantly grabbed his cock and pushed it back through the wall, leaned down to the hole and said, "Whoa buddy. Go take a shower then come back. There is no way you are getting anywhere near my mouth with that thing."
"Fuck you cocksucker, I paid my money and you're going to suck it."
"I'm sure that Mandy will give you a refund, but I am not sucking you off." Then I added loudly, "NEXT."
He left the booth and then came over to the door to mine and tried to get in. Luckily for me there were a couple guys waiting their turn who must have manhandled him out of the area.
When the next guy came into the booth I asked him if everything was okay and he just said, "Don't worry, we handled it. Mandy has him now."
Things progressed for a little while, I got three more cocks to suck and they were all run of the mill in terms of size and the cum they fed me.
After I finished the next three guys I heard Mandy call me out of the booth. I went out to the front of the store where she greeted me
"Relax for a little while stud. I set up all the invitees in waves so that I wouldn't have a line of guys clamoring for their turn. I also built in a little down time for you to catch a breath or whatever. I can fully understand if you feel that you have had enough and this way you can leave after each break if you want. By the way, that one guy who got out of line we kicked out. I hadn't caught a whiff of him when he came in, but I sure did as he was leaving. Wow, talk about ripe. Don't worry, he won't be back. I hadn't thought that there would be any problems from a bunch of guys just here to get their dicks sucked, after all what could possibly put a guy in a bad mood if he knew there was a sure-thing blowjob on the other side of the wall. Just in case, I called my boyfriend to come down and be bouncer if we should need him."
The next wave was about to start so I headed back to "my" booth.
The first cock to greet me wasn't too long but it must have been as big around as a soda can! There was no way I would be able to open my mouth wide enough to get this thing in, but I was going to try.
I started off by stroking him and licking the head which was huge. I kept staring at this monster while stroking him trying to get up the courage to try taking him in my mouth. I opened as wide as I could being careful not to get my teeth in the way and tried to get his head past my lips. It was a struggle, but I could get my lips just to the rim of his head. There was no way I could stretch open any more. The head alone was filling my mouth. All I could do was stroke the shaft. Whenever things got too dry I would pull off and lick the shaft to lubricate it then take the head back in my mouth and stroke some more. Thank goodness that he was ready to cum pretty quick as my jaw was hurting from stretching so much. He knocked and then he flooded my mouth with a huge gush of cum. I pulled the head out of my mouth so that I was only kissing the head with the pee hole between my lips as he pumped his load. It was as delicious as it was voluminous.
I stayed there on my little stool and sucked off six more guys before the second wave was done, and I lost count of how many I got in the third wave. I had been there for over three hours and swallowed the cum from more strangers than I cared to count. I had big dicks (only one BBC), small dicks, fat dicks, skinny dicks, cut dicks and one uncut dick, swallowed cum of different flavors and textures, had guys shoot almost violently and guys who just oozed their cum into my mouth. I even had one guy who swore he came but I never felt or tasted anything. All I know is that I confirmed that I am addicted to sucking cock and swallowing cum. I have absolutely no desire to ever see the guys I suck off or to do anything else with them. I only want their cocks and the cum that they produce. Now, nearly all of the stories I read on here keep talking about pre-cum as if every cock puts out a steady stream of fluid before the final eruption. Well, I'm here to tell you that is false. I couldn't remember any of the cocks I had sucked in either of my experiences dribbling, leaking or whatever. Sure, there may be a drop on the tip, but that is all I saw.
When I was finally finished and went out to the front of the store Mandy was waiting to hand me my cut. I thanked her and was about to leave when she called me back.
"My boyfriend came down here to make sure things didn't get out of hand. Don't you think he deserves a little reward?"
Making like I never saw him I simply headed back to the booth and called out "Next".