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Gloryholes
by TouchMe (address withheld)

***

A board wife visits an adult sex store and finds a 
little excitement. (M+/F, oral, anal, glory)

***

One of the most stimulating sexual turn-ons for me and 
my boyfriend is to tell each other about our sex scenes 
with other people. Jim is never more aroused than when 
I relate in graphic detail my sex with another man. I, 
in turn, get off listening to him how he describes how 
he fucks other women.

Jim is a confirmed voyeur and a frequent visitor to the 
adult bookstores and sex shops in our city. I used to 
love to hear him talk about his nocturnal visits to 
these sex stores, about the small, dark movie booths, 
the grainy flash of prono on miniature screens, the men 
lurking in the dim corridors, and the gloryholes. 

The gloryholes fired my imagination. I would quiz Jim 
endlessly about those holes cut in the side walls of 
the movie booths. He would tell me stories of watching 
men masturbate, of watching men fuck each other, of 
getting an occasional blowjob himself. Jim and I are 
bisexual and go gay now and again for the spice it adds 
to our sex. 

The more Jim talked about the sex shops, the more I 
fantasized about them, about the anonymity and instant 
gratification of the glory hole sex - a faceless 
encounter, a pure lustful sexual experience devoid of 
emotions and the burdens of social niceties. There was 
the appeal of getting what I wanted without having to 
involve my psychological or emotional self or that of 
the other person. If my boyfriend could do it, why not 
me? 

I learned from Jim that women did visit the shops, but 
infrequently. I figured the management would throw me 
out. My idea was to simply browse around, look the 
place over, and watch a movie or two. I had no doubt 
the visit would be a real turn-on even without getting 
laid. 

I drove past several of the shops and found a small 
operation without a constant flow of traffic. I was 
nervous as I entered the cool, dim confines of the sex 
shop and I knew immediately from the clerk's reception 
that I was not his typical customer. He tried to keep 
his cool, but obviously he was startled to see me 
there. 

"W-we don't get many women in here," the clerk 
stammered. "Take your time, enjoy yourself... If there 
is anything I can do for you, ANYTHING, please let me 
know." 

I was dressed in a tight skirt and a tank top sans bra. 
The clerk appraised me from top to bottom, his words 
dripping sweat. I was pleased to see that I had aroused 
him. Jim had told me how he always exchanged dollars 
for quarters at the counter because the movie machines 
were operated with quarters, so I got several dollars' 
worth and began to browse the store. 

The shop was divided into separate sections; an open 
front area with shelf after shelf of books and 
magazines and a rear area entered through a door that 
housed the movie booths. 

The books and magazines covered every imaginable 
variation of sex. In front of the check-out counter 
were displays of sexual aids; dildos of every size and 
description, synthetic pussies, rubbers and French 
ticklers, creams, ointments and dozens video cassettes. 

Just a sweeping glance of the erotica made me feel I 
had stumbled into a huge orgy. I found myself wanting 
to reach out and squeeze a particularly large cock on a 
magazine cover or to finger a pouting pussy that was 
aimed at me with lips spread. 

Several men were browsing among the shelves and all of 
them covertly watched my progress along the aisles, 
each undoubtedly wondering what my sexual interest was, 
what one thing really blew my mind, made me slip over 
that thin line into an uncontrolled state of sexual 
ecstasy that can only demand: "Harder, harder, more, 
more!" 

I enjoyed being the center of attention. I glanced at 
each of the men. All were rather nice looking, clean 
cut, very average, very middle class, out to fulfill 
their fantasies with celluloid sex or perhaps looking 
for that same anonymous sex I had dreamed about for so 
long. 

By the time I had walked to the rear of the store where 
the "peepshows" where shown, my pussy was moist and my 
nipples were tingling. There was a small marquee giving 
the title and one still photograph from each movie. I 
made a selection and moved into the dark corridor 
flanked by doors on either side. 

The "peeps" were in small cubicles about six feet 
square. A coin-fed projector was built in to the wall 
with a back-lit screen. Most booths had simple wall 
bench in front of the screen so the customer could sit 
while watching movies. The movies were timed so that it 
required for or five quarters to see the entire reel. 

The walls were paper-thin with only a plywood panel 
between me and the persons in the cubicles on either 
side of me. The sounds of the movies spilled over, as 
did the movements and moans of my neighbors. 

I selected a movie featuring two girls with a guy who 
had a cock that looked a foot long. I closed the door 
behind me and ran the slide bolt through the hasp to 
insure my privacy. 

The little room smelled strongly of male cum. I could 
feel my shoe's sole sticking to the floor as I moved 
around in the tiny space. It was pitch dark and I had 
to feel my way to the money slot. I dropped two 
quarters in and settled onto the little bench to watch 
the action. 

The movie opened in the middle of a scene showing one 
of the women licking the other's pussy while the woman 
being licked sucked on the man's cock. she was taking 
it way down her throat and would pull him completely 
out of her mouth and go down on him again, making deep, 
thrusting moves with her mouth. The man's cock was all 
wet and glistening. 

She looked, I thought, exactly like I do when I suck 
off Jim. There was lots of moaning and groaning and 
slurping. The woman eating her pussy started to run her 
fingers in to her wet hole and then up in to her anus. 

The little screen projected a very muted light into the 
cubicle, kind of hazy, smoky dimness that softened the 
lines of my body. I caught myself running my hands over 
the hot moist crotch of my panties, my skirt bunched up 
around my thighs. I was hot as a firecracker! 

I became so absorbed in rubbing my pussy, I lost track 
of the movie and my quarters ran out. The movie 
stopped, my cubicle went dark, and through the darkness 
I could see a small ray of light coming through the 
wall that separated my booth from my neighbor's. 

With my own cubicle dark, the glow of movies from the 
neighboring booths could be seen flickering through the 
round holes cut into the panel walls. 

I put my eye to one of the holes and seen my neighbor 
holding a firm erection in the grip of his fist. He was 
watching someone take it up the ass on the screen. As 
he watched, with his trousers pushed down around his 
thighs, pumping away on his stiff tool. 

I watched him until his quarters ran out. I just stared 
at him as he pumped his meat and rubbed his hand over 
the purple head of his cock and massaged his balls. My 
own hand was active now, my fingers sliding in and out 
of my dripping pussy. I pinched and pulled on my aching 
nipples. I was sweaty all over and hot inside and out. 

I knew what I was about to do was absolutely crazy, but 
when my neighbor's movie ended, I whispered through the 
glory hole, "Hey, psssst," and dropped some more 
quarters into my own projector. 

With the light now on in my own booth, he could clearly 
see everything I did. And did I give him a show! I 
leaned back on my bench, hiked up my skirt, slid off my 
panties and spread my legs. He was looking straight 
into my booth, watching me now. 

I started to give myself a workout with my fingers, 
reaming my pussy and ass. I slid off my tank top and 
twisted and twirled my nipples. I ran my panties over 
my face and sucked on the soaking wet crotch. Then I 
teased my clit with my middle finger until I had fire 
shooting up the insides of my thighs. I all but forgot 
my voyeur as I gave myself over to the pleasure and 
heat within me. It was such a turn-on to know that some 
strange horny man was watching me get off.

My movie ended and I was snatched from a thundering 
orgasm. I looked at the gloryhole and saw about seven 
inches of stiff cock protruding through it, looking as 
if it were growing from the wall. I bent to it 
instantly, took it in my mouth and began sucking 
hungrily. 

Suddenly he shot into my mouth. I grabbed his cock and 
jerked him furiously, tasting a good mouthful of his 
semen. He slowly pulled out of the hole, a sigh 
escaping his throat.

As I turned to sit on the bench and catch my breath, I 
saw another stiff cock protruding from the opposite 
wall. Without thinking, I immediately swung my ass 
around and backed up to the waiting cock. I bent 
forward at the waist and pushed myself onto the 
hardness, my soppy pussy swallowing it instantly. 

I rode the throbbing male-stick without mercy, slapping 
my buttocks against the wall as I pumped my ass back 
and forth. The nerve endings in my pussy felt 
electrically charged. I wanted that cock pushed up 
through me and out my throat. 

I was still pumping frantically when he shot into me. I 
continued to pump even after he pulled out. I was so 
fired up that I did not realize the cock was missing; I 
still felt it inside me even though it was not there. 

As I was recovering from the fucking I had just 
received, I heard a whisper coming from the other 
gloryhole. "Open the door," a voice pleaded. 

I was in a bit of a daze from the sex and the closeness 
of the room and the warmth and smell of sex. I fumbled 
with the latch, slide it open, backed away against the 
side wall and felt a stab at my buttocks. Another erect 
cock had found its way into a hole through which I had 
just been fucked. I reached behind me and obediently 
guided it into my come-soaked pussy, bending again at 
the waist to flatten my ass against the hole. 

As the hard thing slid into me, a young man entered the 
cubicle, pushed the door shut and offered his cock to 
my open mouth. I took him in greedily. With one cock in 
my mouth and another in my pussy, it did indeed feel as 
if I had a giant erection running through my body, 
entering my cunt and exiting through my mouth. 

I went into a smooth, steady rhythm. As I went down on 
the cock in front of me with my mouth, I pulled 
slightly away from the cock pushing into my pussy; then 
I would push back on the cock behind me and pull 
slightly away from the cock in front. 

Thus they were pumping in and out of me, in perfect 
rhythm, the three of us connected in a smooth sexual 
flow. I could not believe what was happening to me. It 
was so weird, so bizarre, yet so fantastic that I could 
not even think of stopping it. All of my fantasies were 
coming together in one afternoon. 

I thought I heard moaning sounds from one of the nearby 
movies wafting through the booths, but I realized the 
sounds were coming from me. I increased my rhythm, 
surprised by how well my two lovers stayed with my 
movements. I pulled at the buttocks of the man in front 
of me, jerking him toward my face, deep-throating him 
even as I pushed back on the cock behind me, flexing 
the muscles of my vagina around the engorged rod. 

The two men exploded together, hot come flowing into my 
pussy and gushing into my throat. My own orgasm came a 
moment later and I went into a frenzy of spasms and 
squeals and shrieks. The entire store must have been 
listening to us but I didn't give a damn at the moment. 
I felt so thoroughly fucked that I didn't care if the 
entire world was listening and watching. I just wanted 
more and more. I want sex like I never had it before, 
like I never knew I could want it. 

Just as I sat down on the bench to catch my breath, two 
more men came through the door. With my body and mind 
consumed with the sights and sounds and smells of that 
little movie booth, I watched with glazed eyes as my 
two new partners took their positions. One knelt 
between my spread legs and buried his face in my sloppy 
pussy. 

I couldn't believe that he would want to eat me with 
all that semen seeping from my hole and trickling down 
my thighs. But he did not hesitate. He went straight 
for my clit, tweaking it with his tongue; then he went 
deep inside me. With a weak moan I pushed my mound into 
his face as he started slurping up the come inside me. 

The other man offered his huge prick to my mouth. He 
had loosened his belt and his jeans had fallen to his 
knees, and he was playing with his balls with both 
hands. I reached down to my pussy , interrupting the 
other man's meal, and scooped up some of the juices 
that were pouring out of me. Then I rubbed the warm, 
creamy goo over the erection of the guy standing in 
front of me. 

My hand slid up and down over his big shaft, getting 
nicely lubricated. Then I took it in my mouth, tasting 
my own sex, and fellated him slowly. Reaching down to 
my pussy again, I took another handful of love juice 
and worked it into the ass of my standing lover, 
sliding my hand up and down between his cheeks and 
slipping a finger into his anus. I could feel his cock 
flex in my mouth every time my fingered eased into his 
asshole. 

I could hear movement and deep breathing from the 
cubicle on either side of mine and realized that we 
were being watched through the glory holes. I didn't 
care. I was in the throes of orgasm, wave after wave of 
pleasure washing over me as the man between my legs 
sucked away at my pussy and I tongued the head of the 
cock in my mouth. 

I felt the cock in my mouth go rigid, the balls pull 
tight, and the man's ass grip my finger. I knew he was 
ready to shoot his load. I quickly pulled him out of my 
mouth and jerked him off all over my breast. The man 
between my legs immediately brought his head up out of 
my crotch and began licking come off my bosom. He was 
eager for it, his tongue hot and furious over my chest. 

Then I felt him guiding his cock into my pussy as he 
sucked away on my nipples. On his knees, his cock level 
with my pussy. I lifted the heels of my feet to the 
bench, spread my legs wide and let him bang away. And 
bang away he did. 

I gave a huge shudder and came violently, matching my 
partner thrust to thrust. He unloaded inside me, 
whispered a "thank-you" into my ear, and retreated from 
the booth. I sat limp and exhausted for the longest 
time, but no one else came in. It felt like I had 
serviced the entire store. 

I slowly pulled myself together and staggered out of 
the booth. The light was harsh in the magazine section 
as I passed through it. A couple of browsers were 
studying the racks, trying hard not to look at me. 

I made my exit and went home for a refreshing shower 
after my adventure. 

END

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