Gloryhole-Marlas perspective

Note: This Chapter has a female second person. The pov goes back to Ethan after this chapter though, so you can just skip it if you want, which I dont recommend though of course

-ite

The wooden floor in the store is cold and pretty hard, but you don´t mind.
The swimsuits you tried on are scattered on the floor all around you, your dress and your underwear on the small bench in front of the mirror to your right.

You take a quick look in the mirror and see yourself-completely naked, a horny slut in front of a glory hole in a dressing room in the middle of the day. There are small gaps in the curtain on the left and right on it, anyone deciding to peek, or opening the curtain by mistake, assuming no ones inside would find you there.
Kneeling on the floor, waiting for a cock to be pushed through the hole in front of your face.
You feel yourself get wet. God, you loved living out your desires.

You hear steps outside, everytime they come close to your cabin your heart jumps. One hand wanders down to your crotch, finding its way to your shaved pussy.
Then, finally, Ethan pushes his cock through the hole.
Not wanting to wait any longer, you dont even wait for him to push it through comletely, but instantly throw yourself on his big cock.
Your eyes close as you push your head forward, his dick deeper in your mouth.

You had fun with Ethan in the past, but you just cant get enough of him. His cock is...perfect.

There is a point, at least for you, where cocks become too big. You can only take so much inside you, and at some point, it just hurts. Ethans cock crossed that line, no questions, your legs were basiclly numb everytime you fucked. But yet...it felt good everytime.
Ethan knows how to use what was gifted to him. And the girth...my god does the girth of a dick go under appreciated. And he was just perfect.

All these thoughts, and all thoughts in general, clear from your head as you begin to work on Ethans cock.
You, usually so flirty, sometimes pretty dominant in the bedroom, and more intelligent than most people thought at first, are nothing but a cock hungry slut right now, frantically masturbating with one while jerking Ethan of with the other, your tongue playing around the tip of his cock.

You smile as you hear Ethan moan on the other side of the mall, you know hes not gonna last long, no one ever does when you´re giving head and dont specifically want them to take forever. And you dont have a lot of time, you did come here to shop after all. Yet you cant resist the opportunity of a good cock when it presents itself.

Your mind goes basically blank again as your continue your work, trying not to make to mouch noice while pushing Ethans dick further down your throat. Tears run down from your eyes. You trained yourself not to gag a lot anymore when taking a dick deep, but the tears are something you cant really help.
You think about your make up, you´re glad you brought sunglasses. For a second you get annoyed, thinking about the effort you put into your make u this morning, but then you taste a bit of Ethans pre-cum, and your annoyance fades as quick as it came.

You wonder if someone outside notices whats going on inside, while you pull your head back a bit, and tease Ethans frenulum with your tongue. All it would take was someone noticing your naked, kneeling, legs through the gap at the bottom of the curtain.
Your hand moves faster inside your pussy as you think about someone opening the curtain, exposing your nude body to the whole store, maybe just as Ethan came, his cum covering you for all to see.
You moan on his cock and get faster one last time, than it happens.
You feel the familiar sensation of the cock getting just a tiny bit harder one last time, than jerking hard. Then Ethan cums. While you take Ethans entire load, you work yourself to orgasm. Your pussy clamps around your fingers as you cum on the wooden floor.

You wait until you have every last drop of Ethans cum, then you swallow. Fuck it tastes good.
You wipe your mouth, then you say: "Alright, I think I know which bikini to pick, thanks for your help, you can just wait outside."

You hear Ethan readjust the wooden board, closing the hole, zipping up his pants, and then leave the dressing room.

In the meantime, you catch your breath. You slowly get up on your feet, still a bit unsteady from your orgasm, and get dressed again.
You decide to not wear your underwear under your dress, its a warm day after all.

You ut on your sunglasses, grab your bikinis, then you step back out of the cabin, smaling satisfied.