$name1 is bored after a girl’s night ends early. Still feeling the buzz and not wanting to go home, she heads to a local adults-only club and indulges in a gloryhole…
As $name1 entered the darkened doorway of the neighborhood pub, the scents of stale cigarette smoke and the heady aroma of aged spirits flooded her senses.
Dim lights flickered from overhead fixtures, casting an eerie ambience amidst the crowded tables. With eager anticipation, she glanced around the dim space searching for familiar faces among the jumble of locals gathered here night after night.
The humming buzz of conversations grew louder as she approached the corner table occupied by her best friends.
Tall brunette Lisa sat across from petite blonde Rachel, two women whose personalities were so opposite yet perfectly complementary—the yin to her yang.
Each offered different perspectives that challenged $name1’s preconceived notions of right and wrong; a testament to why they had been friends since childhood.
“We missed you!” Lisa said, waving a half-empty bottle of cheap beer. “It felt like we hadn’t seen your face all week.”
“I know,” replied $name1 with a grimace.
Taking her seat, she began recounting stories of her recent job interview at the upscale restaurant downtown where things didn’t go quite according to plan due to her outspoken nature.
It was evident from their reactions – Lisa giggling uncontrollably while Rachel rolled her eyes – how much their contrasting opinions enriched these tales, creating the unique camaraderie that only close friendships could foster. And then there was the subject everyone knew would eventually surface…
“So,” Rachel ventured cautiously.
“What do you think about going to that adult club I mentioned last time?”
Her gaze darted briefly toward Lisa before returning to $name1.
Instantly, $name1’s heart raced.
This was exactly what she wanted them to discuss! “Well,” she hesitated momentarily, looking down at her hands. “To tell you the truth, my curiosity got the better of me.”
She looked up, meeting first Lisa’s, then Rachel’s eyes, feeling her pulse quicken. “Ever since our discussion, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
My body just craves something more intense…something taboo.” $name1 confessed, a hint of nervousness lingering in her voice. She swallowed hard, steeling herself against any judgmental looks.
…
Stepping into the steamy interior of the sexually charged room, $name1 quickly removed her clothes, leaving nothing but the small red garter belt adorned with black laces and matching stockings covering her legs. Feeling bold and confident, she stood tall, allowing the seductive air to wrap itself around her.
Then, suddenly, a man appeared at another hole.
$name1 could see the stranger fleetingly through the hole, and as expected, and anticipated, a slow zipping sound was soon followed by his cock being pushed through.
His large, fully erect member protruded menacingly outward, teasing her hungrily with its immense size.
Focusing intently on the man’s magnificent member, $name1 moved closer to it, instinctively wrapping her lips around its rigid length. Gasping audibly as she relished the sensation of having such a massive tool fill her mouth, $name1 savored the sweet taste of saliva mixed with precum.
The man moaned appreciatively as $name1 expertly bobbed her head, moving back and forth with passionate enthusiasm. As the rhythm of their lustful union intensified, so did the desire coursing through both their veins.
Her tongue wrapped around the length of the stranger’s shaft, his moans almost in unison with her savoring his salty pre-cum.
$name1 worked her way down his shaft, paying special attention to the thick, throbbing veins running along its length, occasionally stopping to lap at them lovingly.
Occasionally peppering the sides of his penetrating rod with kisses, $name1 made sure to demonstrate her complete devotion to pleasuring him, her mouth working diligently to prove her skills.
The stranger reached forward to grasp one of the support bars nearby, his fingers digging into the wood as if needing some form of anchor.
The intensity of $name1’s efforts at giving him pleasure was palpable, and she noticed that the heat emanating off him increased exponentially. He groaned deeply, unable to hold himself back any longer.
Without warning, he thrust his entire length deep inside her warm, wet mouth. The sudden invasion sent shockwaves throughout her body as her gag reflex fought to prevent further entry. But she persevered, knowing that she needed to showcase her ability to handle his full capacity.
Determined, $name1 continued her blowjob, moving her head in synchronization with his rocking pelvis. In doing so, she managed to take most of his impressive appendage in her tightening maw. His panting breaths filled the tiny booth, echoing the urgency of their carnal connection.
Unable to contain himself any longer, he juddered, pulling away his engorged member for a brief second. Then, without pause, he forcefully plunged back into her mouth.
$name1 welcomed his rough handling, savoring every drop of his potent seed as it dripped onto her chin. Her cheeks bulged with the weight of his massive load, eliciting involuntary whimpers from her parted lips.
As the stranger began to withdraw his cock, $name1 tightened her lips around it, milking out every last drop of cum.
Savoring each spurt, she ran her tongue across her now sticky chin, collecting a fine film of seminal fluid over her skin.
“Thank you”.
The words stunned $name1 to silence. The voice. She knew it.
There was no mistaking the husky timbre of Uncle’s voice ringing in her ears. Panic seized her, turning her insides cold and clammy despite the warmth of the booth. How could this happen? Her mind went blank as her world came crashing down around her.
Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, burning with shame and confusion. Unable to bear staying in the presence of someone who had betrayed her trust so fundamentally, $name1 hastily collected her belongings and bolted from the bar.
Her feet seemed to move of their own accord, propelling her towards home with a purpose that transcended anything physical.
Through the haze of despair clouding her vision, she became acutely aware of her body, still trembling from the sexual encounter. As her anger grew, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of remorse for having lost control of her actions earlier.
Flooding into her bedroom, she immediately shut the door behind her, attempting to block out the rest of the world.