Working The Glory Hole

Mara gave them directions. Angelica Blaze said nothing, dogging Lois Lane's steps silently as the reporter turned and headed for the men's room on the far side of the building. Leaving the woman alone with her thoughts.

She knew what a glory hole was, of course. A crude convenience for anonymous, faceless sex. Lois had only seen them in pornographic magazines, online videos. They were something she had convinced herself only existed in the fantasy world of porn, something that didn't happen in real life any more than ordering a pizza boy with extra sausage.

To actually go to a gloryhole though... Lois' stomach fluttered at the thought. Just the thought of waiting before a hole in the wall, waiting for a strange cock to come through...and no idea who it might belong to. Some silver-haired geezer, their flaccid prick held erect by viagra. Or sweaty unwashed hobo who wandered in for a piss. Even a virgin, hoping to get their cock sucked for the very first time.

And the risks! Even with condoms, there would be the chance of disease, infections...public toilet seats were bad enough, but where you have a hole for someone to stick their filthy cocks through, and an unknown number of bitches pressing their faces against the hole, smearing it with their lipstick, drooling and spitting to get the hard shafts slick...

Lois told herself she wasn't getting wet. She only hesitated for a moment before the door to the men's room. Blaze followed just a step behind watching her.

With a sigh of relief, the reporter realized there were no "customers" in the bathroom. But in the stall nearest the sink were two holes, at about crotch-level. Two sets of knees on the floor, kneeling on a towel. Lois walked around to the door to the stall. It wasn't locked, swung open at her touch.

Two women knelt before one of the holes, staring at Lois with curious eyes. They were holding hands.

"Jenny Dunlap? Tonya Wong? My name is Lois Lane. I'm a reporter from the Daily Planet..."

Their story was brief. Girl-meets-girl. Except these girls, as much as they loved each other, also loved cock. It was one of the things they shared.

"I love to feel her lips on mine, wrapped around a hard dick," Jenny admitted, blushing furiously. "I just never had someone that I could really connect with like that, you know? I mean sure, we're freaks..."

Tonya slipped her hand into Jenny's lap. "...but we're freaks together." The other woman finished. "Our families...they wouldn't understand, two women being together." Her eyes flicked to Blaze.

"You must understand, Miss Lane."

Lois was taken aback. She had been trying not to think of her relationship with Angelica in those terms. "She's...I mean, she's not..."

"We know what she has between her legs." Jenny smiled. "Look, you're a reporter, right? You want to know what it's like for us, why we would do this? Well, why don't we have your girlfriend over there lend a dick...and you can find out for yourself?"