Oh My God. Is That A...

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The thought afterwards is that this position is all wrong. Don't get me wrong, there is a lot that I can do on my knees to her but, in spite of the fact that she's naked right now, it's pretty clear that the plan here isn't to focus on her at all. Because something in the way that she touches me and something in the way that she angles me indicates that I'm not here for her, so why the particular positioning?

Well I don't get a chance to ask. I open my mouth but she places a finger against my lips and shushes me and then grasps my chin and turns, giggling as my eyes go wide at the sight of the hard cock at waist height jutting through the wall.

"We have company," she giggles, "Why don't you say hello?"

Oh My God.

Holy Fucking Shit.

Everything clicks into place. No more questions. No more answers needed.

I know exactly where I am and exactly what is expected of me, and I know that Rachel truly is insane.

This is a fucking gloryhole.

I knew what happened next, the expectation of it at least. Because you don't come to a gloryhole unless you're willing to participate, not by my understanding at least.

A fucking gloryhole? Really? I didn't even know that gloryholes were real, I just figured they were urban legend. I mean a place where you can just stick your cock through a hole and then the person on the other side takes care of your hard on for you? That sounds like something bored college kids made up to make the world more exciting.

Or at least they seemed like a product of a bigone era. I mean I could imagine them back in a dirtier era, a seedier era. Back in the seventies or the sixties when everyone was freer, when everything was far less squeaky clean.

But then the same could be said about porn booths, right? These shouldn't exist either and yet they did, I was standing in one.

Kneeling... rather...

Kneeling in front of a cock... A cock sticking out of a gloryhole...

Which meant that it was real. All of it was real.

Including her expectation of me.

"Are you serious?" I hiss out, I guess somehow worried that the guy shameless enough to stick his cock through a hole was going to be upset about me implying what he was expecting me to do was unseemly.

"Come on, Emily," she encourages me, "Look at him. Look at that. That's a nice fucking cock."

I glance at it out of the corner of my eye and I have to grant her this, it is nice. Thick and long, big enough to **** me a little. Hard enough that it is bouncing a little from the pulsing need throbbing within it, the **** ache for me to satisfy it.

God, my head turns a little more. Fuck, his head throbs and a drop of precum beads up on the tip of it. Jesus christ, he wants me to fucking suck it, and I think I want to too.

"Rachel," I say, protesting a little bit giving up almost as soon as that as she slides down behind me and slowly turns my body towards him.

"Look at it, Emily," she coos, "He needs you."

"But it could be anyone on the other side of that hole," I protest, even weaker this time, "Anyone."

"That's kind of the point," she laughs, giggling in my ear, "The same could be said for him. That's the whole point of all of this. The anonymity. The filthiness. God it could be anyone and you could be anyone but you are what you are, what you are right now. You're naked on your knees in the dark with a hard cock throbbing right in front of you. One that you know you want to suck, to make cum, to swallow every last drop. You want it, don't you Emily? You fucking want to be that anonymous little slut in the dark. You want to satisfy this. You want to be this girl."

I do.

Don't I?

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Don't I?

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