A Glory Hole First

HOOO BOY, where to start? The glory hole night was...umm, SOOOOO AWESOME. We were sitting around at Zach and Janelle's place, two good friends of ours who we had done a lot of fairly naughty stuff with already, but didn't have quite the same total-swinger vibe we always did with Tom and Jen, right? I don't know why...or no, I do, actually. I was certainly WAY more than fine with taking on both of the boys, more like bound and determined to, honestly. My husband M was fine with me doing it, I knew. I liked Z and I really wanted to fuck him, but J was-well, kind of iffy, or so I thought. I mean, the two of us girls had SO much in common-both of us had worked for years as strippers, and we understood each other really well from that.

But she seemed to have a certain tinge of jealousy going on, y'know? I could feel it, I could just sort of TELL. Every time I arranged to touch Z in a sexually-suggestive or intimate way, she would immediately make it a point to do the same to M, watching for my reaction. If I pushed my bare boobs into Z's face, say, then right away she would do it to my husband too, with a wicked sort of leer my way. She would sort of try to make it look like she was turned on by it—I'm sure she WAS turned on, actually. I know I was. But I don't know, it just kinda felt like there was some kind of competition going on underneath all the sexual heat, y'know? I would certainly have fucked her husband in a hot SECOND in front of M—oh, okay, a hot three hours, more like. M was all for that, but I just knew she wouldn't be entirely cool with it, and would have made a big show of fucking M not because we all wanted that, but as a way to sort of even the score. If that makes sense.

Anyways, we were at their place as usual, just comfortable and nicely buzzed and all, and me and J were flaunting ourselves in some of our old sexy stripperwear, right? We were parading around on high, sexy spike heels, wearing really filmy lingerie, just us being our dirty, slutty lilttle selves. The guys were on the sofa watching, all excited and turned on, and me and J were enjoying the hell out of teasing our men—more to the point this night, EACH OTHER'S men—like we always did. No real expectation of taking the plunge and swapping wives or having group sex, or not yet. Just some casual mostly-nude showing off.

But then Janelle shocked me-shocked ALL of us, I think. Mike had brought up my all-time favorite fantasy, which was...okay, IS, ahem-to be gang-fucked by a whole slew of anonymous men while my husband watches. Just me flat on my back, taking on every hard cock that wants to get inside me, one after another, three or four at once, right? M watching me do it, him watching be truly a fucking whore, an idea I know he loves too. Oh GOD, but it turns me on just thinking of it! Dammit, it's true, stop giggling, you perverts. ;)

ANYWAY. Janelle up and says, "Really? You want that, Christiana? You sure? Because I know a place we can go where you can do it for real, if that's what you really, really want!" We were all kind of taken aback at her suggesting any such thing. I mean, my own thought was, well, YEAH, I'm into it and all. But then it raises the risk of Z getting inside me, too. Which, if I have anything to say about the matter, is most DEFINITELY going to be happening, I promise you. One way or another, come hell or high water.

I didn't say that, of course. I didn't say anything at all. But M jumped right in and said, "Oh yeah? Well hell, let's GO then. Where to, Janelle? Whatcha got in mind, ya hussy?" She says, you know the adult book and toy store over on Wilkinson Boulevard? Mike said, yeah. J says, "well, they have glory holes there. Christiana can get fucked just as hard and anonymously and as many times as she wants to in there. As she SAYS she wants to. While we all watch her. A lot of other people too, probably."

So yeah, we all jumped up and headed right out—us hot sluts still in our barely-there lingerie, but with short robes and jackets pulled over the top. I had squirmed into my orgy dress (a flimsy, skimpy little thing that only just barely covered my naughtier bits) over my skimpy undies, and I ended up glad of it too. When we parked the car, M turned back to me (me and Z were sitting close in the backseat, he and J in front, of course; another diabolical stratagem of my husband's) and told me: Okay C, take your dress off, just for a minute. I want you to strip off the lingerie, then put the orgy dress back on."

I knew just where he was headed with that notion, and so I did it. I got completely naked in the parking lot right in front of our horny little group—HOT AS FUCK that was, let me tell you, all by itself, a great little sexual appetizer—then pulled the flimsy little orgy dress back over my head. Then we all went into the store to see what was what.

I strutted inside, my little orgy dress barely covering my pussy and my ass, parading around on Janelle's high stripper heels, and just made a COMPLETE spectacle of myself! There were about, I dunno, 12 or 15 guys in there, right? I sashayed around, all but exposed, leaned WAY over to pick up and fondle the huge dildos on the lower shelves, making sure that wonderful orgy dress slipped up over my ass completely, so everybody got a good, long look. I did, no lie. I don't know when I've ever been as turned on as I was right then, or as bold.

OKAY. SO. Walked in, showed my stuff, which, with the orgy dress, was kinda hard to miss. Meanwhile, Z and J went straight on back to the glory-hole section to claim one of the bigger, roomier booths for the four of us swingers, right? Me and Mike spent a few minutes, maybe ten or fifteen, making sure that every man in the place good himself a good look at my cooch, knew just what I was up to here, and had no uncertainty whatsoever about what I was offering them all this wicked night of nights. Then we went back to our booth ourselves, to wait and see what might, umm, pop up.

We didn't have to wait long. M quickly stripped me naked in front of Z and J the moment the door closed behind me, which excited the hell out of me—I had SOOO wanted Zach to see my totally naked body, up close and personal, and make him all horny and hard from it. I had some big plans for that boy tonight, I admit it—when right away, a hard cock poked itself into the glory hole. I mean, just like that, there it was, y'know? Just kind of...throbbing, like, and waiting. I admit it, I was a good bit flustered; for all my big talk, hopes, and dirty dreams, when I actually had my fantasy in front of my face (literally waving in front of my face), my mind went blank. I couldn't quite figure out what I ought to be doing with this unexpected big, strange new penis.

But leave it to my cool, composed whoremonger-husband to get me back on track: "There you go, Christiana, what are you waiting for, girl? Grab that thing, suck it, fuck it! We're all just DYING to watch you get going here! I mean, FINALLY." Zach was grinning, squirming like a kid on Christmas morning at the hard-on inspiring sight of me buck naked and about to get it on with a perfect stranger, his hand rubbing his now-bulging crotch through his jeans. Janelle had already stripped off her own coat and robe and was standing there near-naked herself in that hot lingerie, evilly smirking at me. She said, "Too much for you, Christiana? Well, if you don't get on it, I sure will!!"

Which was all the push I needed. I grabbed that hard cock, dropped to my knees, and started sucking it.

My GOD, it was great! I sucked it, stroked it, jacked it, until he came all in my mouth and on my face. He pushed it so far into the glory hole his balls were in there with us too, so of course I licked them and rubbed them as I was going down on him—my first total stranger of the night, my first anonymous stud—until I had his cum in my mouth and all over my face. It didn't take long to get this guy off; I did a good job, I thought, and was very proud of my slutty self.

I had tried to catch all of his cum in my mouth, opening wide so everyone could see the big load I was about to swallow, but he had shot so much when I got him off that I somehow missed some. As he moaned and spurted, pumping my mouth, losing himself in literally fucking me in the mouth, I pulled off of him so I could watch him cum, which I always did just love. The first couple of spurts I caught on my tongue, but when I took his thing out of my mouth and jacked him off his stream sort of weakened, beginning to dribble down onto my hand instead of pasting the roof of my hungry mouth. I ended up with gooey wads of hot jism between my fingers, a bracelet of it around my wrist and running down my arm to the elbow, and some had splashed onto my chin as well.

I must have really done the poor man a huge favor by getting him off; he had drenched me in cum so completely, I knew getting me had been the first sex he'd had in a good, long while!

And then another hard cock pushed through, and I did the same with it, with the same happy result. After this one had gotten off for me, there were dollops of fresh cum decorating the wall, and not just me! Right away another hard cock poked into our private fuck-room; obviously, word of what I had made available for easy taking had spread to all the men out front, and there was now a queue of eager customers waiting to take a crack at me.

So yeah—a big cock, a really, really HUGE cock for me this time, right? Way, WAY bigger than I'd ever seen, or felt, before. It was almost frightening, it really was.

And...it was a big, long, thick, BLACK cock.

Now, understand: I am not a racist, not at all. But at the same time, I had never had any interest in doing it with black guys. It had just never been a thing for me, y'know? But all of a sudden I found that I was DAMNED sure interested in this!! Talk about flustered! I just didn't know what to do here! I looked desperately at Hubby, at Z, at J. I was waiting for someone to explain to me what I was supposed to do with this oversized thing. To act as the director of the porn movie my life had now become, so to speak.

So my new-made cuck of a husband said, "Well, baby? What the hell are you waiting for, anyway? You know you want it! We ALL know how bad you want it! Go on, get you some!"

Part 2 cumming...