A night out on the town leads to a shocking unknown visit to a glory hole.
Hi, I’m Jen. I’m 36, married to Matt, have two kids, and I’m from the north of the UK. Recently, my two best friends and I went out for the evening when something shocking happened to me. We were all waiting in the taxi queue, a little tipsy. Sam and Beth lived close to each other, so they were sharing a cab.
As I waved goodbye and waited for the next taxi, I suddenly needed to pee badly. Standing there with my legs crossed, I didn’t know this part of town very well, so I frantically searched my phone for a restroom. Luckily, I found one just a two-minute walk away and hurried over. By then, I was absolutely bursting. Without even looking around, I rushed into a stall and slammed the door. I quickly pulled down my jeans and black thong and sat down, relieved. I noticed how filthy and unpleasant the stall was. One of the walls had a strange circular hole about waist height, which confused me. There were also two more holes slightly higher up. After finishing, I stood up and pulled up my thong. Just as I was about to pull up my jeans, I heard the door to the next stall creak shut. I paused for a moment when I heard a zipper being pulled open.
The walls were covered in writing, all of it beginning with a woman’s name followed by a number: Karen, 5; Sarah, 7. There were literally hundreds of them, and I noticed a marker pen resting on top of the toilet-roll dispenser. What the hell? I thought, completely confused.
Then, out of nowhere, a cock pushed through the lowest opening. I stumbled backward in shock, gasping.
“What the fuck?” I breathed. Oh my God, was this some kind of glory hole? I wondered. I mean, I’d heard a little about them, but I never thought they were real, and I definitely hadn’t expected to find myself caught up in one. My mind was racing as I stared down at the flaccid cock in front of me. Suddenly, it began swinging from side to side while I watched in horror.
As far as I could tell, it belonged to an older man, judging by the gray pubic hair around the base of his cock. His large ball sack was hanging through the opening, too.
Just then, two large arms appeared through the other holes and reached toward me. All I could do was freeze like a rabbit in headlights as one of the mysterious hands gently took hold of my wrists and pulled my hand toward his cock. I gasped when I felt it in my hand. It was twitching and growing by the second.
I had no idea what to do, but by then, I was more than aware of what he wanted. To my own amazement, I slowly began stroking his cock. It was the only thing I could think of doing if I wanted to get out of that filthy toilet cubicle anytime soon.
My technique was clearly doing the trick. Looking down, I saw his erect 6 inch cock pulsing as I maintained the same rhythm. I felt it twitch in my hand, and then it suddenly erupted, shooting a large stream of cum across the cubicle and onto the opposite wall.
I stared back in shock as his cum trickled down the wall. I noticed his cock softening and watched as it slipped back through the hole. Thank God, I gasped, hearing the stall door open as I prepared to escape. But as soon as it opened, it creaked shut again, and I heard someone rummaging around. Surely not, I gasped. To my surprise, another cock pushed through the hole. OMG, I couldn’t believe it. Two more arms followed, but this time they settled on my shoulders, and the hands soon moved down my blouse until they rested on my tits.
I froze again as his hands skillfully began undoing my blouse, and before long, he had opened it completely. I gasped. Even though he couldn’t see me, I couldn’t believe I was standing there with my jeans around my ankles and my blouse completely open, revealing my black thong and bra.
I looked down again. He still seemed to be an older man, but his cock was already throbbing, hard at 6 inches. He was clearly much more uninhibited as I watched his hands move down and settle on my hips. I was completely stunned when both hands grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me closer to the wall.
His other hand reached for mine and placed it on his throbbing cock. I began stroking it frantically, hoping to make him cum quickly. I was totally shell-shocked by what was happening right in front of me. I looked around at the walls again and soon realized that the numbers beside each woman’s name showed how many men each one had pleasured there. His cock twitched, and when his other hand moved around to the front of my panties, I knew I had to hurry, so I picked up the pace.
His large hand rubbed the front of my thong before one thick finger slipped underneath and began rubbing my clit. I gasped in surprise as he started pressing his finger against me.
Oh my God, this was unbelievable, and his swollen head was already leaking cum. Suddenly, he erupted, and I quickly positioned his cock so he shot his load across the cubicle and onto the wall. I was stunned by how much there was. He withdrew his hand from my panties, and his cock slipped back through the opening just as quickly. I took a moment to pull myself together while listening to him leave. But not long afterward, the cubicle door slammed shut.
“Oh my God, not another one,” I gasped. How many more could there be, I wondered. Another half hour went by, and my count had already reached 5. Every one of them had taken the chance to touch me, and one even went so far as to pull my tits out of my bra.
Just as I thought it was safe to leave, I heard the cubicle door creak shut again, followed by more rummaging. “Oh my God, not another one,” I thought. My breasts were still hanging out of my bra, and my jeans were bunched around my ankles as I watched another penis push through the opening. I gasped when I saw how huge and thick it was. I stood there stunned, staring at the large, soft, white penis. Suddenly, 2 broad arms appeared through the other openings and found my shoulders. I froze as they slowly moved downward and settled over my Baer breasts.
Both hands explored my breasts, teasing my nipples until they hardened. It was having the intended effect, and I could hardly believe I was beginning to feel aroused by the unbelievable situation I was in. I watched in horror as his hands moved down to my hips and around to my buttocks, gripping them tightly. At that moment, I reached out and wrapped my hand around his thick shaft, feeling it harden beneath my touch. Oh my God, it felt enormous and heavy as I watched it grow.
Without warning, his large hands turned me and pulled me against the cubicle wall, pressing my back firmly against it.
His hand moved over my panties, and his fingers shifted my thong aside.
“OMG, wow,” I gasped as his finger pressed against my already-soaked slit. I kept stroking his cock while glancing to the side at his massive, thick erection. It was huge—easily the biggest I had ever seen. I looked down in complete shock at the stranger’s finger teasing my slit. Then, suddenly, he pushed one finger inside me, drawing a loud, startled gasp as he moved it in and out of my dripping pussy.
To my complete shock, I lifted one of my legs onto the toilet, giving him easier access to my pussy. He took full advantage, sliding a second finger inside me.
“OMG,” I gasped, nearly cumming on his fingers. But he sped up, and I knew that if he kept going, I was going to cum.
He didn’t slow down. He kept fucking my pussy with two thick fingers while I moaned softly, trying to hide how turned on I was. My back arched—this was it. I was about to cum.
His fingers pushed deeper inside me, and that did it.
“OMG, yes!” I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand to muffle my moans as I came over his fingers.
I picked up my pace on his cock, completely aroused as he withdrew his fingers from my soaked hole. His large hands turned me around once more before settling on my hips and guiding me down onto my knees. Still dazed, I lowered myself. “Oh my God,” I gasped as he gently pressed my head toward his throbbing cock, clearly urging me to suck it.
Now I could see just how large he was—at least 9 inches—and I was stunned. His hand pressed lightly against the back of my head again. I clasped both hands around his massive shaft and kept stroking him. I knew what he wanted, but what surprised me even more was when I ran my tongue over his pulsing head. The teasing sensation overwhelmed me; salty pre-cum and sweat filled my senses. “Oh my God, what was I doing?” I gasped.
I repeated this a few more times before sliding my tongue down the length of his huge shaft. I lifted his heavy, oversize balls and sucked firmly on each one. I could hear him grunting, which made it clear that he was enjoying it.
I moved back up to the head of his cock and, without thinking, took it completely into my mouth. Once again, his taste flooded my senses as I swirled my tongue around it.
I couldn’t believe how horny this huge cock and naughty situation were making me.
I kept stroking his cock with determination, tasting his cum in my mouth with every motion. His cock twitched in my hands, and I knew he was close.
I pulled his head from my mouth and stroked him harder until his massive cock erupted, spraying huge streams of cum across the cubicle. Oh my God, wow, I gasped as I watched it run down the wall.
I stood up again, stunned. But he wasn’t finished. His large hands seized my hips and tugged at the straps of my thong. I watched as he pointed first at my panties, then at the floor, and finally at his cock.
Omg, was he trying to tell me he wanted my panties? I wondered, gasping in disbelief.
Wow, it was incredibly naughty, but I was still so horny that I sat on the toilet seat, pulled off my jeans, and removed my now-soaked black thong. I stood and wrapped it around his huge, softening cock, smiling. He gave me a thumbs-up, and then his cock vanished just like that.
Still reeling from the shock, I pulled my jeans back on without my panties and adjusted my blouse. Just as I was about to leave, I glanced at the marker pen and smiled. Well, it would be wrong not to sign my name, wouldn’t it? I grin.
In capital letters, I write JEN in an empty spot on the wall, then add 6, still smiling.
Right, I need to get out of here, I think as I ease open the cubicle door and check whether the coast is clear. It is, so I hurry into the street, flustered, and rush back toward the taxi rank. OMG, it’s almost 2 in the morning, and I’m panicking about my husband wondering where I am. As I get close to the taxi rank, I notice a large man directly in front of me. My eyes widen in disbelief when I see my black thong dangling from his coat pocket. OMG, it’s him—the stranger I’d just made cum!
My heart thumped as I passed him. I can’t believe it, but I had to look back at him. I discreetly glance over my shoulder and see a man in his 60s. I stop in the queue, giving him a chance to go ahead of me.
As he passes, my thong is still hanging from his pocket. He’s a rather ugly man, and I can’t believe that just 10 minutes ago, I made him and his massive cock—cum inside a grubby public toilet. Surprisingly, though, the memory is still making me incredibly horny. I watch until he disappears from view, with my panties.
I jump into a cab for the 10-minute ride home, still shell-shocked by what happened.
I quietly creep upstairs, change into my PJs, and slip into bed beside Matt. He yawns and turns toward me as my heart continues to race.
“You’re back,” he murmured sleepily. “Did you have a good night?” he asked.
“Yeah, it was great,” I replied with a nervous smile.
“Good, then,” he said, leaning over to kiss me on the lips before settling back to sleep.
I turned over, trying to push what had just happened out of my mind, but my thoughts were spinning with naughty memories of the experience. I felt disgusted with myself for letting it happen; I had never done anything like that behind Matt’s back before. But what else could I have done in that situation? I tried to reassure myself.
PART 2 TO FOLLOW.
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