("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
               _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
              ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
            K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
 	   _________________________________________
                            WARNING!
	   This text file contains sexually explicit
	   material. If you do not wish to read this
	   type of literature, or you are under age,
	   PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
 	   _________________________________________




		   Scroll down to view text


















-------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2015. Please
do not remove the author information nor make any 
changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you 
for your consideration.
-------------------------------------------------------

Gloryhole Mommy 
by loyalsock (no address provided)

***

An 18-year-old guy loses his virginity visiting a 
gloryhole at an adult store. (MF, 1st, oral, inc, glory)

***

"Bull shit," I called Ralph out. He was usually full of 
shit. If ten percent of what came out of his mouth was 
the truth that was a very good day.

"Seriously," he said, more animated than usual.

"You're telling me that you got a blow job at lunch time 
at the adult store?" I asked, still not remotely 
believing it.

"And she swallowed every drop," he continued.

"How do you know it was a girl?" Joey asked.

I laughed, "Yeah Ralph, you probably just became a 
homo."

"No, no, it was definitely a girl," Ralph countered, 
although the look on his face made it clear he wasn't so 
sure.

Joey laughed out loud, "Ralph got blown by a dude."

Ralph protested, trying to remain cool, even though it 
was obvious he had no idea, "No way, man, those lips 
were all woman."

"This based on your years of experience getting head," I 
quipped sarcastically.

"As if you should talk," Ralph countered back, which was 
a good point. I was a virgin. We were all virgins, 
although according to Ralph's many stories he got more 
pussy than Cody Watkins, our star quarterback and 
resident douche bag.

I shrugged, "I'm not the one making up the story."

"Let's go back tomorrow," Ralph said, "Old man Garrard 
said she is there every lunch hour."

Joey roared, "Could you imagine old man Garrard getting 
head."

"Fuck," I said shaking my head, "That is disgusting." 
Old man Garrard was in his eighties, and owned the adult 
shop just a couple of blocks from the school. He also 
wasn't remotely a stickler to the whole age issue. So 
nerds like us had been there on many occasions to buy 
adult magazines and, on occasion, go into those booths 
and watch porn flicks.

Being 1985, this was the only way to watch porn, unless 
you counted the scrambled channel shit... which, of 
course, we had watched many times on weekends straining 
our eyes trying to see a tit or nipple. (We were all too 
scared to rent porn on VHS... although we kept talking 
about it).

Joey agreed, "I'm in. Making Ralph eat crow is always 
fun to watch."

"I have my biology make-up test tomorrow at lunch," I 
said, which gave me a good excuse to not have to go. I 
had missed last week's test because I was at a chess 
tournament. Yep, I was a nerd.

Joey joked, "I'll do the intel for you."

"Yes, please find out his name," I joked back.

"Fuck both of you," Ralph snapped.

"Shit, he turned gay already," Joey said, "wanting to 
fuck us."

"Ralph, no is no," I joked, quoting some terrible film 
strip we had watched last week about keeping your 
virginity until marriage.

"God, you guys are assholes," Ralph said, shaking his 
head.

***

The next day, I took my test while Ralph and Joey went 
to the adult shop. I was a few minutes late for class as 
it took me forever to finish the test, so I couldn't ask 
either of them about their trip although the smug look 
on Ralph's face when I entered English class told me 
everything.

I handed Mrs. Appleton the late slip, apologized and 
walked to my desk, where Joey just gave a knowing nod.

I couldn't believe it. Ralph wasn't lying. Even more 
significantly, they both likely got blow jobs, meaning I 
was the last one standing in terms of sexual experience. 
We were all virgins, but now I was the only one who 
hadn't had a blow job.

I was instantly jealous and instantly annoyed that I 
hadn't gone along.

I barely listened to the half hour discussion on Death 
of a Salesman and the many symbols that were rampant 
through the story as I pondered tomorrow and the 
possibility of getting my first ever blow job.

Instead, I replayed in my head a movie I had just seen 
in theatres... The Sure Thing. Every guy wants a sure 
thing, and I wondered if this was mine. The reality was 
that because I was incredibly smart, had some acne, and 
wore clothes that were out of style, I didn't fit in and 
sure didn't get the attention of the ladies. So, the 
closest I came to any sort of sex was with my left hand 
usually 3 or 4 times a day.

When class was done, Ralph walked over and smirked, "You 
missed out on heaven, Melvin." Also, my parents named me 
Melvin which wasn't even remotely a cool name.

"So it's a chick?" I asked, turning to Joey.

"Undeniably," Joey nodded.

"Did you?" I asked, even though the question was stupid.

"Oh yeah," he nodded, with a confidence I had never seen 
in him before.

"She swallowed every drop," Ralph added.

"I can't believe it," I said, shaking my head. This only 
happened in the porn movies, not in our small town of 
14,000.

"Believe it," Joey nodded, "she's the real deal."

"Want to come tomorrow?" Ralph asked.

"I don't know," I said. Of course, I wanted to. Yet, the 
idea of my first time being some anonymous stranger 
wasn't really a great story to eventually tell the k**s.

"Well, we're going," Ralph said, "I can't imagine 
fucking someone feeling any better than getting a blow 
job."

Joey, who never agreed with Ralph, nodded, "Melvin, you 
have got to try it. I can't even begin to explain how 
amazing it felt."

"Fine, I'll go," I nodded, feeling better about making 
the decision if I was being peer pressured for some 
reason... although truthfully I was generally the leader 
of this small group.

"You won't regret it," Ralph promised.

I jerked off that night, thinking of finally getting a 
blow job. Not surprisingly, I shot my load pretty quick.

***

Next day at lunch, we walked to the adult store, Ralph 
talking like he was an expert after two blow jobs.

"She doesn't say anything," he explained, "just slide it 
in the hole. She will suck you, and swallow it all."

"She doesn't say a word?" I asked, instantly wondering 
how they knew she was a girl then.

"No," Ralph said, "when we asked her to prove she was a 
female she put her breast and nipple through the hole."

"No way!" I exclaimed, having never seen a girl's nipple 
or breast in real life.

"Oh yeah, I offered to suck on her nipple, but she moved 
it away, unfortunately," Ralph explained.

Joey added, "It looked like she has some huge tits."

"Crazy," I said, still unable to fathom all they were 
saying. It just seemed too good to be true.

"Wait until she is bobbing on your dick," Ralph 
promised, "that is crazy."

Joey said. "You can go first, Melvin."

"Thanks," I said, my head no longer really in the 
conversation as I could see the adult store in view.

Reaching the store a couple of minutes later, we walked 
in and Ralph asked, "Is she here?"

Old man Garrard nodded in the affirmative and then saw 
me. His eyes went wide, a strange look of shock on his 
face. Yet, I was so nervous that I didn't really think 
much about it as Ralph guided me down the hallway.

Ralph said, "She is always in room four."

I walked to the door, took a deep breath and went into 
the room. I put a quarter in the slot and a porno began.

I was suddenly full of indecision. Again, I was dying to 
get a blow job, but it felt so strange to get it from a 
complete stranger.

Yet, when I saw a feminine finger wiggle in the hole I 
decided what the hell, this was too good to refuse. I 
unbuckled my pants, tugged down my boxers and moved to 
the hole. After a deep breath, I pushed my cock through 
the hole.

"Wow!" A voice whispered on the other side, which made a 
chill go up my spine. There really was a woman on the 
other side of this wall.

I then groaned, as a mouth wrapped around my cock. You 
can imagine it, you can dream about it, but you can't 
remotely fathom just how good a mouth feels around your 
cock until it happens.

That moment changed everything.

My hand would never again be good enough.

The woman bobbed back and forth on my cock slowly and I 
closed my eyes and imagined it was Becka, the hot 
cheerleader who didn't know I existed.

Unfortunately, the intense feeling of pleasure was too 
much and in less than a minute I groaned, warning the 
stranger, talking in a deep voice to hide my identity, 
"I'm about to come."

This led to her bobbing faster and, seconds later, my 
coming in her mouth. The intensity of the orgasm, the 
brief feeling of euphoria, was like nothing I had ever 
experienced.

She swallowed every last drop, and I was in love with a 
mouth.

When she took her mouth off my cock, I reluctantly 
pulled it out of the glory hole (which in retrospect is 
a perfect name...I was in my glory). I was pulling my 
pants up when I saw a piece of paper being held by her 
fingers in the hole.

I grabbed it and read it:

-

8:30, same place, same time.

This time to fuck me!!!

Yes or no?

-

I read it a dozen times, in awe of what it said. I 
didn't have a pen to circle yes or no, so I said, with 
the same deep voice, "I'll be here."

"Great," was all she said, in a French accent, which 
made everything even hotter.

I put the note in my pocket, deciding immediately this 
wasn't information my friends needed to know.

I walked out curious if she would be walking out too. 
Yet, all I saw were my boys and remembered they, too, 
were waiting for a blow job.

"So?" Joey asked.

"Wow!" Was all I could muster, based on both the blow 
job and the secret invite I had been offered.

"My turn," Joey declared, walking in.

Oddly, I felt a twinge of jealousy hit me, as if she was 
my girl. Strange, but true.

Ralph said, "Told you so."

"Yep," I nodded, the whole experience rather surreal.

"Doesn't she have a great mouth?" Ralph asked.

"Based on my one time, she is the best ever," I joked.

"She's such a cum slut," Ralph continued, "I'd love to 
see what she looks like."

I too wanted to know that, but instead cautioned, "Be 
careful what you wish for. Maybe she's incredibly ugly 
and the only way to get dick is to hide her looks." I 
prayed that wasn't true, my image of her started as a 
cheerleader, but now I imagined it was a teacher, or 
Ralph's hot mom.

"Well, I'd sure like to fuck her," he continued.

I thought to myself that in just over eight hours I may 
very well be doing exactly that, yet I said, "Just enjoy 
the free blow jobs while they last."

"Oh God, I never thought that this may end," Ralph said, 
a mortified look spread across his face.

I laughed, "All good things do come to an end."

"Yes, I learned that when V got cancelled," he said.

Just then, Joey came out and I wondered if I was that 
quick. Probably.

"My turn," Ralph said, acting cocky, "Always save the 
best for last."

"Best bull-shitter," I quipped.

"Best acne," Joey added.

"Assholes," he said, going into the room.

Joey said, "Let's leave him here."

"Sure," I nodded, something we often did to him when we 
went places. It was an asshole thing to do, but we 
thought it was funny.

As we headed back, I noticed that my mom's blue Chevette 
was across the street at the grocery store. I 
immediately ducked my head as if Mom was right there and 
could see me walking out of an adult store.

Joey asked, "What's wrong?"

"Just don't want anyone I know seeing me walk out of an 
adult store at lunch," I said, which was true.

"Good call," he nodded. "Imagine if someone saw us and 
told our moms?"

I glanced back to the car as I wondered why Mom would be 
getting groceries here instead of the local store down 
the block from our house.

That night, I showered, twice, the second time after I 
jerked off fantasizing about tonight.

Around eight I went to ask Mom, "Can I borrow the car 
for a bit? I'm supposed to go and help Ralph study."

"Sorry, honey," she answered, oddly dressed in a 
sundress for this time of night (she always wore 
dresses, her soul stuck in the 1950s housewife concept). 
"I'm going out for a bit."

"Where?" I asked, Mom not one to go out at night without 
Dad, who was out of town all week.

"Um, I, um, to June's," she answered, seeming bewildered 
by the question.

Her answer was odd, as if she was lying to me. But I 
shrugged it off, not thinking much of it.

Once she left, I grabbed my bike, which I almost never 
used, and began biking as fast as I could suddenly 
worried I would be late.

I got there sweating a little, with only a couple 
minutes to spare. The room I was supposed to go in was 
occupied, as was the one she should be in. I was praying 
she hadn't found someone else, that she was just giving 
this guy a blow job.

About three minutes later, but what seemed like an 
eternity, the door of the room I was supposed to be in 
opened. A man in his sixties, at least, came out, 
lowered his head when he saw me and walked away.

I quickly went into the room and locked the door.

I move to the hole, pulled down my pants and put my 
already fully hard cock in the hole.

"It's you," she said, her voice sounding excited and 
sexy as hell in her French accent.

I replied, using my deep voice, "I wouldn't miss this 
for the world."

"Me either," she purred, as I felt her mouth go on my 
cock.

Like last time, it felt amazing and I was super thankful 
I had jerked off an hour before coming here or I would 
have been done in seconds, like last time.

After less than a minute, she asked, "Can I fuck your 
big dick?"

"God, yes," I agreed, words I had fantasized being said 
to me forever, but when you're a geek the girls don't 
look past your average looks to see what's underneath.

"I have been fantasizing about this all day," she said.

"Me too," I replied, in even more awe at the reality she 
was fantasizing about me.

"I've never done this before," she said.

I was curious if she meant she was a virgin, yet that 
seemed unlikely; she in all logic meant she had never 
fucked a guy through a gloryhole. I added, and then 
instantly wished I hadn't said it, "I've never done it 
at all."

"You're a virgin?" She asked.

"Yes," I admitted, my cock dying for attention.

"How old are you?" She asked, her tone suddenly sounding 
concerned.

"Eighteen," I answered truthfully.

"Thank God," she said, a sigh of relief coming from the 
other side of the wall. "Are you sure this is how you 
want to lose it?"

"Yes," I nodded, even though she couldn't see me.

"I've never had a virgin before," she said, before 
adding, "Actually you'll be my first cock other than my 
husband in years."

I was flattered and conflicted, not wanting to be the 
one to end a marriage; but maybe she was divorced. 
Either way, as I considered this I felt my cock poke 
something and then a moment later felt my cock become 
engulfed with a warmth that was indescribable. I had 
also just learned she was an older woman, which fit the 
images of her I had created in my head.

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned, as my cock filled her.

I was speechless as I felt her begin fucking herself on 
my cock. The pleasure was too good for words and I just 
stood there enjoying the pleasure this woman was giving 
me.

"Oh so bigggggg!" she moaned, a couple of minutes into 
the slow fucking.

Yet, I wanted to fuck her; I wanted to be in charge. 
Taking a risk, I ordered, "Place your ass against the 
wall."

"Mmmmmmm, I like a man who takes charge," she moaned, 
obeying my request.

Ecstatic, I slid my cock and poked the side of her ass.

She laughed, "Sorry, hard to line up when I can't see 
that big dick of yours."

Having her compliment my dick made me feel so confident 
and I said, "I'd love to see your tits."

"Do you want to suck on my nipples?" She questioned, her 
voice so sultry, as I smiled knowing the guys didn't get 
this opportunity either.

"God, yes," I answered, sounding like the naive virgin I 
was. Besides my dad's magazines hidden in his desk and 
glimpses at those scrambled adult movies, I had never 
seen a woman's nipples.

She moved around and a moment later a nipple was in 
view. "Go ahead, suck my nipple, sexy."

I didn't need to be told twice. I dropped to my knees, 
leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth.

She moaned, "That's it."

I swirled my tongue around her hard nipple, I flicked 
her nipple and then I bit it gently.

"Oh yes," she moaned, "I love what you're doing."

After a minute she moved her other nipple to the hole 
and I replicated the attention. Feeling confident, I 
then said, "Back up, I want to see your breasts."

"Okay," she obeyed, her tone tentative.

I peeked through the hole. All I could see was her 
breasts and the ends of her long blonde hair. I stared 
in utter awe of the large breasts.

"Do you like?" She asked.

"I think I've died and gone to heaven," I said, staring 
at them.

"How about you fuck me with that big cock of yours 
instead," she purred, as she cupped her breasts.

"Great suggestion," I nodded again, not that she could 
tell. "Move your ass back against the wall."

She quickly did, clearly as excited to get fucked as I 
was to fuck her... which again made me feel very good 
about myself... my track record with women my age an 
epic fail.

I could see her inviting pussy and wondered if I could 
lick it from this position. Curious what pussy tasted 
like, I decided to try. I extended my tongue and licked 
part of her lips.

"Ohhhhh, that's not your dick," she moaned, lifting her 
leg up at an angle that gave me better access to her 
cunt.

It tasted completely indescribable... sweet, yet 
slightly... um... fishy. Yet, I loved it. I also loved 
the moans coming from her as I awkwardly licked.

"Damn wall," she moaned, after a couple of minutes, as I 
was only able to do so much with the wall in the way.

I laughed, and tried to sway her, "Too bad we're not in 
the same room."

"You bad boy," she purred. "Now be an even badder boy 
and shove that big cock of yours in my cunt."

I had never heard a woman use the forbidden 'c' word 
before, but it sounded so hot coming from her.

I stood up, aimed my cock at the hole and slid back into 
her warm cunt. I groaned as I started fucking her.

"Oh yes, sexy, pound my cunt with your big cock," she 
moaned, her French accent still sounding so sexy.

And I did, wishing I could grab her hips and bury my 
whole cock in her; wishing I could feel my balls and 
body slamming into her; wishing I could see her facial 
expressions...the ones that matched the moans.

"Harder," she demanded, although impossible with the 
wall in the way.

I groaned, "Damn wall."

She moaned back in agreement, "Damn waaaaaall."

I don't know how long I fucked her, but her moans 
continually got louder until she begged, "Don't stop, 
don't stop."

I had no intention of stopping, wanting to hear her 
scream.

"Oh, oh, oh, aaaaaaaaah," she screamed, "I'm 
cominggggggg!"

I could feel excess wetness around my cock and knew I 
wasn't going to last much longer either. I groaned, a 
few hard strokes later and warned, "I'm going to come."

I wasn't sure if she was going to let me come in her, 
but that unknown was revealed when she moaned, "Fill my 
cunt with your cum, stud."

And I did.

Stream after stream spewed out my cock and into her 
amazing cunt.

"Yesssss! Fill me with your cum," she purred, somehow 
tightening her cunt as if milking my cock of every drop 
of cum.

When I finally slowed down, I was surprised when she 
moved off my cock, and took it back in her mouth.

I groaned, in awe of this amazing woman.

When she finally took my cock out of her mouth, she 
said, "I couldn't let any of that sweet cum go to 
waste."

My eyes went wide as there was no accent this time, and 
I immediately recognized the voice. I would recognize it 
anywhere.

I froze in utter shock.

My mouth dropped open like in a Looney Tunes cartoon.

END

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with 
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't 
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a 
trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 85