Is someone waiting at the Gloryhole?
An eventful evening in the library
I pass the nerdy looking, but still handsome librarian another time. You waves at me: „Hey, great to see you again here so soon. Have fun studying.“ He winks at me and my face turns beat red. „Tina, it’s your chance to leave!“, I say too myself. But do I want to leave?
I walk towards the part of the library with economics books and randomly pick a few. I move back to the back of the library and I seem to be alone again. Just like yesterday. I sit down at the same desk than yesterday and glance towards the barely visible bathroom door behind the large book shelve. „Should I really?“, I ask myself. I open one of the economics books and quickly find the Nash equilibrium. The author describes it brilliantly and I read the chapter for a few minutes. Then my gaze shifts to the door again. „Alright“, I say to myself. I get up, look around and see no one. The womens toilet is under construction still and I turn around one last time to look if someone is around, but there’s seems to be noone. I open the door a crack and slip past it before quickly closing and locking it.
I look at the toilet paper holder, take it my hands and lift it off the hole. The place must have been cleaned, because it smells a little bit like cleaning supplies inside. In the corner of the unusually large toilet stall I spot a folding chair. I take it and Position it in front of the hole. Deep in thoughts and fantasies about yesterdays experience I slowly strip off all my clothes, let them slip to the floor and sit down on the chair. I move my legs up and place my feet on the seat. Then I spread my knees really wide. Eyes closed I start to feel up my body. Slowly rubbing my warm hands over my breasts and tweaking my already hard as stone nipples. Moaning and enjoying the sensations of a slightly painful but more arousing torture. One of my hands slips down my stomach while the other one keeps caressing my breasts. The other hand moves down my stomach, feeling my toned abs, then moves to my thighs and massages them. I gasp and squirm a bit because of my touch. Finally my hand finds the way to it‘s target. My freshly shaven pussy already soaking wet. I spread the juices around with my fingers. My hand pressing down at my pubic mound. Two fingers easily slip inside of me and I begin to masturbate. Eyes still closed I imagine yesterdays actions. Close to an orgasm I open up my eyes and there it is: A big familiar cock sticking through the hole in the wall.
I gasp in surprise and lust and slowly sink down from the chair and onto my knees. I grab the base of the large cock again and kiss it’s head. Letting my tongue work it’s way around it’s head, then licking up and around it. Savoring the manly taste of it. My mind is empty. Lust overtakes my action. Sweat glistening on my forehead. I’m still nervous, but my lips part and I engulf the head of the cock in front of me. I begin to suck at it lightly. My other hand caressing the balls sticking through the hole with the dick. „Mhmmmmm“, I moan while sucking. After some more sucking and licking I finally try to get the cock in my mouth deeper. I can feel spit collecting in my mouth again. This will be a messy time again. „Come on slut, deeper!“, I hear from the other side of the wall. Then he trusts forcefully and the huge dick slips into my throat. I gag and spit is running down the sides of my mouth. „Why did he do that?“. I try to concentrate on my breathing and the reflex to gag everytime he enters my throat again with a stroke slowly seems to subside. „That’s it, slut! You’re becoming better!“, he laughs. My face gleams: „Why the fuck am I proud of this?“, I think. With each stroke he gets in deeper and finally I reach my limit, but proud of myself, because I got more inside than yesterday. After some more sucking, caressing his balls and jacking him off I can feel his dick start to pulse in my throat. „How can this cock become even wider and how doesn’t it suffocate me? Here it comes, Tina!“ I think, before he explodes deep inside of my throat. I can’t contain all the cum and the cock slips out of my mouth and two last spurts Land on my nose and chin. A glob running down my chin and slowly falling on my left breast. I try to catch my breath, look down and collect the glob with my finger, before licking it off. „Mhmmm, yummy.“ I moan. I watch his dick slowly shrinking, before he pulls it back out and stuffs it inside of some blue jeans. He slips another 50 bucks through the hole and I swear I can imagine him smiling at me through the wall. His deep voice finally rings out: „Thank you, bitch! You are learning and I like that! See you next time and try to practice some. I swear you’ll be the best cocksucker in the world!“
His words are so degrading and yet so exciting. I move up and sit back down on the folding chair. Eyes closed I start to masturbate and moan again. I hear the door of the mans stall closing, but there still seems to be some movement inside. My eyes open and there is a new dick.
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