Get In Some More Cock Practice

Lois ran the split tongue over her lips, felt the twin studs click against her teeth. There wasn't much she could do in an hour...but if she wanted to ace this cocksucking contest, she'd need as much practice as possible.

As if on cue, there was a knock at the wall. Lois looked through the hole and saw an unzipped fly. She rapped back, and a pair of black hands came down to fetch a cock out for her to play with.

This one was soft, uncut. The reporter hadn't known many uncircumcised guys in her life, but she knew that it made their glans sensitive. He fed the limp dick through the hole...and then dropped a condom down onto the floor, where Lois could grab it.

"I want you to put it on with your mouth," he said.

Not too old, she decided. Hell, this might be his first time getting his dick sucked. Still, I like a challenge.

Lois picked the condom up and ripped it open with her teeth. Her fingers deftly peeled back the brown foreskin, exposing the purple head. It quivered gently in her grasp, and the reporter brought the condom up to her mouth, catching it between her lips and teeth.

Just got to get him a little harder, the reporter thought. She stroked him with thumb and forefinger, letting the thumb run across the soft underbelly of the dick, up the little split in the glans to rub over the urethra, and back again. On the other side of the wall, she could hear her "customer" started to breathe heavier, and watched with satisfaction as the black cock began to swell and stiffen. When it was standing up hard enough, the reporter brought her head forward.

Why don't I do this more often? Lois thought absently as her lips brushed the half-swollen glans. The head of the dick pressed against the latex, and the reporter slid her split tongue around it even as she slowly moved forward, letting it unwrap, careful not to tear it with her tongue-studs if she could help it. There was a little bit of trouble when she got to the bunched-up foreskin, and Lois made a mental note to be careful of that. Behind the wall, she heard the sudden intake of breath as he felt the hot confines of her mouth through the thin layer of latex.

Lois kept going until her lips were kissing the hole. Then she quickly opened her mouth, slid her lips over her teeth, and began to rapidly bob her head, sucking and slurping loud enough so that he could hear it on the other side of the wall. There was the sound of more people in the bathroom, and though the reporter was fixated on her task, she heard them say:

"Got a good one, eh?"

Her customer said. "Y-yeah. Awesome."

"Well, don't mean to rush you, but we got a line forming."

"Yeah. Yeah. I'm gonna cum soon."

And he did, the cock shuddering inside its latex sheath, throbbing a hot load that ballooned the sperm reservoir at the tip of the condom. A part of Lois wished that she could taste it...even though she didn't normally like the taste of spunk. As he withdrew, Lois gave a quick peck on his pecker.

"I knew this one whore once...she had her front teeth taken out," one of the men waiting in line said. "Just so she could suck cock better."

The image of such mutilation struck Lois viscerally...she could see it in her mind...and her own teeth started to tingle.