I fully expected to hear from Stephen within a day or two of our first encounter at the Frontier, but as the days passed and turned into more than a week, I became resolved that like Jerry, he had no intention of contacting me. I was now 0 for 2 in my search for a steady lover and began to wonder if this lifestyle precluded having a relationship that included exclusivity between lovers. After all, the entire premise of swinging is to give yourself the opportunity for a variety of sexual partners and experiences.
My original membership profile listing indicated I was looking for a well-hung male to share intimate times. After reviewing a couple of hundred other single female listings, I decided to revise mine to suggest that one-night stands were okay with me. I also added a line to my fantasies that I want to experience the glory hole fetish.
Many of the parties and private gatherings posted on the website seemed to be directed toward the couples who enjoy trading sexual partners the true essence of swinging, so I kind of avoided entertaining any idea of attending as a single female. I considered contacting both Jerry and Stephan to ask if they'd like to accompany me to one of these parties but decided against that since neither of them had done as they'd promised and gotten back in touch with me.
As I sat at my computer contemplating how I'd proceed, I thought to myself, "Dianna, what excites you most, what makes you feel most satisfied." The answer to those two questions is oral sex, with both men I've met and even my husband, the sensation of having a cock grow as I tease and pleasure it with my lips and tongue. Then having a rock-hard cock in my mouth slowly slipping toward my throat is undoubtedly the most satisfying thing about sex. It excites me, knowing that when I drop to my knees before any man and begin sucking him, his eyes will be focused on nothing else. I love watching their expression change, and I love the wanton lust in their eyes as I pleasure them orally. And as they approach orgasm, I absolutely love how their cocks swell just before they provide me with my reward, a thick creamy mouthful of searing hot sperm.
I'd become a glory-hole queen, a passionate mature cock sucker who would pleasure any takers to satisfy her lust. I knew that the best place to find glory-holes would be porn shops, so I searched for porn shops near me. My search came up with three within driving distance, and after writing down the addresses, I decided to spend the afternoon checking all three out. I dressed not to draw too much attention to myself wearing a pair of jeans, a loose-fitting sweater, and a pair of sandals. I knew I would have to be home before Paul arrived from work, so I'd have to be quick at each shop.
My first stop was at a shop downtown. The only indication it was a porn shop was the sign above the door that said Adult Shop. My hand trembled a little as I turned the doorknob and entered. The shop was quite narrow just inside to one side was the counter, and an older woman seated behind greeted me, saying, "Can I help you find something?"
I smiled and replied, "I'd like just to look around if that's okay."
She nodded her approval and went back to reading the book she held.
The front half of the shop had racks on either side wall containing adult toys and an assortment of DVD boxes of porn movies. Halfway back, there was an opening to a long hall, and as I peered into the hall noticed doors opened to the video booths. I assumed this was where I'd find the glory holes. I slowly walked down the hall opening each door and checking for holes in the side walls but didn't find any. After my search, I walked back to the counter to talk with the cashier.
She looked up from her book and said, "Find what you were looking for?"
I swallowed hard, and after a sheepish grin replied, "Actually, I didn't, I was expecting to find gloryholes in your video booths."
Her expression became somewhat stern as she answered, "We don't condone sex in our shop, and the rules are that only one person at a time is allowed in the booths."
"I see," I replied.
"If you're looking to suck cock, you'll have to find another shop." She answered.
I felt kind of silly bluntly asking her about gloryholes and said, "I guess I will."
I left without saying another word to her.
The next stop on my list was further outside town and turned out to be a stand-alone building behind a used car lot. The sign above the door said, "Excitement Video" I was glad to see several cars parked in the small lot. I entered to find a youthful male seated behind the counter and a couple of customers, all men, milling about in the video rack section. One or two of them took note that a woman had entered, but didn't pay me any attention since I had dressed not to draw attention to myself.
I found the video booth hall and entered wondering if I'd discover what I was looking for. Opening each door, I was happy to find small holes in the side walls. I assumed the owners didn't care if sex acts happened since that would draw more customers. At the end of the hall, I discovered an open room with several benches surrounding a small raised stage, at the center, there was a metal pole that extended from the floor to the ceiling. On the walls, there were a couple of video screens that were playing free porn movies. I knew instantly this place had potential and decided to have a seat and watch some of the free porn.
It didn't take long before one of the men from the front made his way back to the room, and quite brazenly took a seat right beside me.
I glanced toward him and smiled but didn't say anything.
"Is this your first time here?" he asked.
I didn't look at him but replied, "Yes."
"Do you like watching porn?" he asked.
I again replied with one word, "Yes," even though I had minimal experience watching porn movies.
He continued questioning me saying, "I noticed you checking inside the private booths, did you find what you were looking for."
"I did," I replied, turning toward this stranger as I answered.
He just smiled at me.
"But I am confused about this room why the free porn," I said.
"This room is for the dancers; they start at six o'clock." He answered.
"Oh, I see, that explains the stage," I replied.
"Sometimes, woman customers try doing amateur shows too," he offered.
"That's very interesting," I answered.
"You ever dance for strangers?" He asked.
I smiled at him and replied, "No, but I think I would enjoy having men watch me strip for them."
He offered a story, "A couple of weeks ago, this very sexy older babe came in and started dancing. She was really hot, and after removing all her clothes, she did a hot masturbation show. The place filled upright quickly, and after she got herself off a couple of times, she took on every man who offered her a stiff prick."
"Is that right," I commented, not letting on how hot that sounded to me.
"She must have taken a dozen or more cum loads before she finished," he said.
I smiled at him and asked, "Were you one of them?"
"For sure, it was the best blowjob I've ever gotten here," he answered.
I giggled and asked, "Has she been back?"
"Not that I know of, but a lot of guys come in looking for her." He replied.
"The owners of this place are okay with it?" I questioned.
