Not quite

As Caroleta was almost to the end of the first braid, they heard a knock on the wall and Vyki was surprised to see the stalk of flesh sticking through the wall. “I’m gettin cold,” they could hear from the next room.

Vyki’s brain was barely processing that they were staring at an obvious cock sticking through the hole in the wall.

Caroleta was so nervous, she kept messing up the ribbon to tie off Vyki’s hair she finally gave up and said, “Here, Miss. Just hold this a minute; I’ll be done in a moment.”

Vyki reached up and held the end of the three strands of her pigtail as she watched in shock as Caroleta’s fluffy dress walked by here and knelt in front of the wall. Reaching out, Caroleta grasped the cock at the base of the opening and began stroking it towards her, increasing its strength and rigidity, before licking up and down its length. “Awww ya... that’s what I’m talking about,” could be clearly heard through the wall.

As the cock swelled up to apparent full strength, Caroleta briefly paused her stroking as she deftly tied a little white ribbon around its base with a little bow before she continued licking and stroking it. The mass of blonde curls quickly began bouncing forward and back Caroleta tickled along its length with her tongue. She then began sucking on the tip with her lips wrapped around the base of its head, teasing the opening. She then slowly moved off, returning to licking its length.

Vyki was mesmerized as the flounce fluff of femininity bounced her golden curls as she moaned and suckled on the anonymous cock pressed through the hole. Vyki was not so naïve as to not know what a glory hole was, but she’d never ventured into one. She’d been lucky enough to marry such an open and sexual mate to never need to find random relief. However, sitting there staring at this gurl attack this cock seemed so animalistic, so purely sensual, she understood the appeal to find recluse relief.

Yet, as she studies Caroleta’s actions, she couldn’t help but find herself comparing her technique. Her mind wondered to her first blow job to Daddy, then the gas station attendant, cleaning up Dick, the hardware store, the road head. It was all so new, but she could feel the excitement of pleasing some partner that would otherwise be lonely without repercussions or judgement. Her mind wandered back to her training with Sir Bill, the comfort she found in her gag, the excitement of her graduation, all contained in this purely sexual, hot experience before her.

Then almost as suddenly as it started, Vyki is broken out of her mental rush by the popping of Caroleta’s lips as her customer retreats with his fulfilled, softening cock. Vyki can see a bit of dribble pop free between them as Caroleta cleans up the spittle with her finger, licking it clean; Vyki subconsciously licks her lips in response remembering the taste of Daddy's cum still lingering in her mouth.

“I see someone is appreciative of my services, Miss Vyki,” Caroleta giggles catching Vyki's wild eyes as she tastes lips. “You want the next client?”

Vyki blushed profusely and just hung her head as she shook it side to side, silently; afraid of what she might say if she permitted herself to talk at the moment.

Caroleta giggled, “fair enough,” and got up off the floor on her wobbly legs to finish Vyki's hair.

As Caroleta finished off tying the ribbon at the end into a bow, the screen in front of them lit up. As the video took shape, a young woman’s face took shape surround by a circle of various rocks being rubbed up and down by their owner's hand as they all grew in rigidity. “What's with that?!?” Vyki exclaimed.

“Oh, Sir likes to play videos up there to try to get me worked up,” Caroleta explains. “He says it makes me more enthusiastic and happier customers.” Caroleta looks at the screen quizzically, “I'm not really sure why he put this one up there though…”

“Really?” Vyki asked nervously.

“Don’t get me wrong; it’s kinda hot,” Caroleta continued talking to Vyki as she worked on the other side of her hair into another braid. “Just, he’s well aware of my kinks and usually leaves me worked up, but bukakes were never really my thing; seems like I'd be left doing a lot of cleaning. Not sure why Sir picked that one.”

Vyki sat there nervously as she registered the actress's face finally as the Bambi from the video she accidentally picked out. Was Mack trying to get Vyki worked up or just top of mind for him, Vyki wondered. As Caroleta sat there twisting her hair around, tugging and straightening it, Vyki was **** to keep her head facing forward at the screen.

Vyki felt almost mesmerized by the screen. The girl seemed genuinely excited by it, almost giddy as she looked around at the cocks around her. She would look around at the cocks over her occasionally licking one, the moving to another, sometimes wrapping her lips around the tip almost kissing them. As the men sped up their stroking, she seemed to almost be kissing each one. Then Vyki noticed as a cock developed a dollop of precum at the tip is when the girl would ‘kiss’ them and when she went to the next cock the ‘kissed’ cock was clean. Vyki finally realized she was trying to capture the men’s cum as it was coming out licking up the nectar as soon as it was available.

Vyki was lost in the nearly random movement of the girl bouncing between growing cocks surrounding her when her thoughts were interrupted with an exclamation next to her. “Shoot!” called out Caroleta, “could you hold this again, Miss Vyki? I need to take care of that.” Vyki hadn’t even noticed the light or new cock coming through the hole in the other wall. However, Vyki realized what she meant, and grasped her own in progress braid again and said, “K.” Vyki was surprised at how breathy her voice sounded, but hadn’t realized how hot her heart had been pounding.

Freed from her braiding duty, Caroleta shuffled over to her make shift counter and grabbed a tube of lipstick coating her lips in a freshly, shiny layer as she knelt down and began addressing the latest man to put his dick into her realm of responsibility. Vyki was surprised again as she wrapped a ribbon around its base again before she continued sucking up and down the length of the rigid phallus.

As she watched Caroleta perform her apparent duties, Vyki’s eyes were drawn to the near frantic movement on the screen. The girl was now twisting her head around rapid kisses as the men over her seemed to be producing more and more precum. Vyki could hear Caroleta’s actions getting faster as well but was fixated on the girl on screens almost tense expression as she seemed overwhelmed trying to keep all those men’s cocks dry. Suddenly, one of the cocks seemed to almost spit on her face, which captured the girl’s attention and she quickly turned her head to that cock as Vyki could see the dick twitch in her lips. She could see the girl gulping down as she kept the tip in. The girl pulled off the cock with an almost triumphant grin and Vyki could see there was no trace of semen coming from that cock only to see a twitch behind the girl as another glob hit her cheek. In panic, the girl turned to face that cock and start sucking on it. Vyki could almost feel the pressure as she saw several of the unaddressed cocks displaying drops of precum while the girl addressed the immediate cock in her lips.

Vyki saw another cock spew a shot onto the side of the girl’s face just as she heard the girl in the room with her moan expectantly and Vyki turned her attention to Caroleta as she seemed to be accepting the cock pushing in and out of her mouth, the bulge of her skin under her jaw growing and receding as the man fucked her throat. Vyki’s heart was nearly pounding in her ears as she watched Caroleta take the unknown man’s rod deep in her mouth as she moaned and whimpered, twisting her head side to side, bouncing her body causing the lace frills to float up and down as she seemed to gleefully take her anonymous assailants **** on her throat with complete joy. However, Caroleta seemed to suddenly pause as she held the tip in her lips while grasping its length with her hand. Vyki could see the tell tale flexing of the man’s cock as Caroleta’s cheek seemed to flex as she moaned in response.

As Caroleta seemed to finish, Vyki’s attention was drawn to the screen before her and the scene had quickly progressed to its own climax, as the girl seemed to have given up attempting to grasp individual cocks and tilted her head back opening her mouth wide in a vein attempt to try to capture the men’s eruptions, but she was obviously overwhelmed with the number of simultaneous streams as her face was quickly coated in a creamy covering. Vyki’s heart was racing as her mind saw her own self in the theoretical situation as being surrounded by all the cocks she’d had her lips on over the past few days as they all seemed to erupt at her at once and she was unable to satisfy them all at once. In the flash of eruption in her mind’s eye, Vyki was even seeing faces of men who’d she never touched cocks of, the whoresmen, Greg, the men in the store, the hotel manager, they all erupted on her face as she desperately tried to capture their precious cum feeling it coat her face like the makeup Katie covered her face in.

Breathing heavily in reality as her body reacted to her delusion, Vyki didn’t notice Caroleta stand up away from her client until she felt the girl straddle her lap and her flouncing lace obstructed Vyki’s view of the screen. Seeing the parade of femininity before her, Vyki could only look up at Caroleta seeing her lips purse together in a tight smile as her hands gently grasped either side of Vyki’s face lightly pressing on her cheeks causing Vyki’s already panting mouth to reflexively open further as Caroleta moved towards her. For a brief moment, Vyki felt a drop hit her lip as she instinctively licked them just before Caroleta’s lips opened as they locked with Vyki’s own parted lips. Vyki felt the other girl’s tongue press into her mouth and could taste the familiar flavor and sucked in excitedly as her brain still recovering from her daydream registered she needed to capture the man’s cum. Caroleta could feel her shared excitement and moaned deeply as she shared the reward of her actions with her new found friend. They continued dancing their tongues together as they heard a chair screech and creek in the next room as it sounded like the occupant collapsed into it, but Vyki was too focused on her task and Caroleta was so excited to push her enjoyment on the other girl they paid the noise no mind. The two of them continued to make out as Vyki wrapped her free arm around Caroleta’s waist while Caroleta held Vyki’s head tenderly in her hands.

The continued for several more moments until Caroleta slowly leaned back resting on Vyki’s knees. Looking into Vyki’s half lidded eyes, Caroleta said with a smile, “I hope you’ll forgive my impertinence, Miss Vyki, but it looked like you could use that.”

Vyki’s eyes went wide as she suddenly realized she was still rolling around her mouth gathering remnants. She quickly swallowed as she hung her head to hide her blush. Vyki also had to acknowledge it actually did reduce her anxiety built up from her delirium and was almost comforting knowing she was taking care of containing the man's load and not having it wasted whispering a genuine, “thank you,” into the lace that hung before her.

Caroleta could tell Vyki wasn’t looking to reminisce or compare notes, so she gently stepped off her lap and resumed making her final plait. Finishing the final twist and matching bowed ribbon, Caroleta moved in front of Vyki to inspect that the were similar. Seeing her head still hung, Caroleta asked her, “Miss Vyki, could you lift your head a bit so I can ensure they’re even.”

Still a bit embarrassed and lost in her own thoughts at finding such relief in a strange man's cum delivered via proxy, Vyki slowly raised her head. Caroleta made a concerted effort to make her demeanor very professional and focused on her hair as to not concern her friend. “Well, not 100% even, but I think it’s pretty close considering our limited room and time, Miss Vyki. How does it feel?”

Vyki was thankful the other girl wasn’t being judgemental and seemed genuinely concerned with Vyki's acceptance. Vyki was able to tare herself away from her spiraling thoughts and genuinely appreciate her work. While she didn’t have a mirror, she did at least inspect them via touch and they seemed very well put together. While the weight pulling on the wig was a little different, Vyki was thankful the hair was directly attached as she worried what the tightness would actually feel like pulling on her scalp. “Seems great,” Vyki responded finally venturing up to look Caroleta in the eye again as she responded genuinely, “thank you.”