real glory hole action

The two models, Susi (the blonde) and the brunette (Silke) from the car wash, stood right in front of the glass display case and watched, spellbound. Both were filming every second on their mobile phones. Peter stood in front of the hole, his trousers undone, enjoying the blowjob of his life. Lisa knelt in the green light of the booth, topless, the see-through mask on her face, and sucked with a devotion one wouldn’t have credited her with. Her tits bounced with every movement of her head, her lips slid deep over his thick shaft, her tongue swirled around the glans.

Silke nudged Susi with her elbow and whispered: “The room’s still far too empty. People are still spreading out. Shouldn’t we do a bit of advertising?” Susi grinned lewdly. “Good idea. Let’s get a few men. We’ll take a nice photo of her for the ad; everyone should recognise her as the girl from the poster and the OF.”

The two women ran laughing through the rooms, dragging men along by the arm and leading them to the glory hole container. They didn’t ask for any money, they ask for drinks and the men came of their own accord, horny and curious when they saw the picture on the mobile.

After a few minutes, there were already five men standing in a proper queue in front of the hole. Some had already unbuttoned their trousers and were slowly wanking whilst watching Lisa take Peter deep into her mouth.

Peter glanced over at the two women and thought to himself: They must really hate Lisa… to do this to her again. But the slut’s loving it right now. Look at her – she’s sucking as if she’s starving.

In the glory hole, Lisa was completely in her own world. She was incredibly horny. She sucked deeply and devotedly, letting her tongue glide over the underside of the shaft, massaging his balls with one hand whilst looking up at him with wide, lustful eyes. She felt his cock growing harder and thicker in her mouth. She realised he was about to come.

Peter groaned deeply. The first load shot hot and thick into her mouth. Lisa choked, coughed briefly and instinctively pulled the cock out of her mouth – a big mistake. The second, third and fourth spurts squirted straight into her face and hair. Thick, white strands landed on her nose, her cheeks, in her hair and dripped onto her bare tits. A long strand ran down her left nipple and continued to drip onto her thigh.

Lisa knelt there, her face and tits covered in Peter’s cum, her eyes wide open, her lips glistening. From the outside, it looked like the perfect glory hole scene: a masked, topless woman kneeling, her face and breasts having just been freshly splattered.

The queue in front of the hole was getting longer. The men grinned and waited impatiently for their turn. Lisa was breathing heavily, cum dripping from her chin. She was horny, overwhelmed and, at the same time, strangely aroused by what was happening. Lisa was still kneeling in the dark cubicle, her face and breasts covered in Peter’s cum. Her heart was racing. She barely had time to catch her breath before the next cock was already thrusting through the hole. The two models, Susi and Silke, stood in front of the glass display case and looked at each other whilst they drank their first free drinks, which Lisa had just had to work hard on her knees to provide. Their eyes sparkled with schadenfreude. Susi grinned broadly: “We won’t let her out until she’s served every single one of them. The queue’s getting longer.”

She could hear the voices outside, but didn’t quite understand what was going on. Her heart was racing.

It was a young, slender cock, perhaps in his early twenties. Long and thin, with a pale pink, almost delicate glans. It smelled fresh, a bit of shower gel and a hint of sweet pre-cum. Lisa parted her lips and took it carefully into her mouth. It wasn’t particularly thick, but long enough that it immediately pressed against her palate. She tasted him intensely – slightly salty, a bit sweet, with a thin film of precum spreading across her tongue. She sucked slowly, letting her tongue glide over the underside. The young man moaned softly outside. After just a few seconds, he began to twitch. Lisa felt his glans swell, then he came. The first spurt was thin and sweetish, shooting into her mouth in several short bursts. She swallowed reflexively, but there was a lot. Some of it ran out of the corner of her mouth and dripped onto her bare breasts.

Susi: “Oh God, look at him – the little blond guy with the skinny legs. He’s maybe 21 and already finished after ten seconds. Typical, young lads never last long.”

Silke: “He’s just shot his whole load into Lisa’s mouth. The poor thing’s swallowing someone else’s cum for the second time today. Hasn’t anyone ever told her she can use her hand and let the cum drip onto the floor?”

No sooner had Lisa wiped her mouth than the next one came. This time an older, thick cock. The man had a noticeable belly, was perhaps in his mid-50s. The cock was short but extremely thick, with a broad, dark-red glans and heavy, sagging testicles.

Lisa took him into her mouth. He tasted intense – masculine, a bit musky, with a salty, almost bitter aftertaste. The skin was softer, the veins clearly noticeable. She had to open her mouth wide to take it in properly. The thick shaft filled her completely. Actually pleasant; at least she didn’t have to gag. The man groaned deeply and with relish. He was taking longer. Lisa sucked harder, moved her head back and forth, licked over the broad glans. After several minutes, she felt it swell. Then he came. The load was huge and thick. The first spurt was so powerful that she had to gag briefly. Hot, creamy cum filled her mouth, ran over her tongue, dripped from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin onto her tits. It was far more than with either of the previous two – heavy, sticky and intense in flavour. Because the cock was so thick, she couldn’t seal her mouth properly and a lot ran down her chest again.

Susi: “The fat bloke with the belly… he must be 55 and has a really massive cock. Look at how much he’s shooting out. He’s just really pumped Lisa full.”

Silke: “The poor thing already has the cum of two completely different men in her mouth and on her tits. And she’s still kneeling there, carrying on. You’d think she hates us right now, but her cunt’s probably soaking wet.”

Lisa swallowed hard, breathed through her nose and tried not to cough. Her face and breasts were now completely covered in cum. She was horny, overwhelmed and, at the same time, strangely aroused by the anonymity and the constant succession.

The queue outside was getting longer. The two women laughed quietly and fetched even more men.

Lisa was still kneeling in the dark cubicle, her face and breasts covered in semen. She was breathing heavily, her mouth heavy with the salty, bitter aftertaste. The next cock pushed through the hole – thick, of medium length, circumcised, with a dark red, glistening glans. Lisa stared at it. She shook her head and instinctively recoiled.

“No… not now,” she murmured softly. She turned towards the door, knocked on it with her flat hand and called out in a trembling voice: “Hello? I… I need a break. I want to get out. Please open the door.”

Outside, Susi and Silke heard the knocking and shouting immediately. The two women grinned at each other. Silke knelt right in front of the glory hole and spoke through the opening, her voice sweet and seemingly concerned: “Are you all right? Do you need anything?”

Lisa pressed her face closer to the hole and replied frantically: “I want to get out… please. I need a break. I… I can’t take any more.”

Silke laughed softly, but her voice remained friendly: “Sweetie, there’s already a whole queue outside. The lads are all waiting for you. We won’t let you out until you’ve worked your way through them. That would be unfair on the others.”

Lisa swallowed hard. Her heart was racing. On the one hand, she really wanted to get out; on the other, her pussy was throbbing with arousal. The anonymity, the darkness, the constant stream of strangers’ cocks – it was driving her mad with lust.

“I… I need at least something to drink,” she finally said, her voice hoarse. “My mouth… the last one tasted so disgusting. Please.”

Silke turned to Susi. The blonde grinned, fetched two shot glasses and handed them to Silke.

Silke pushed the two small glasses and the cocktail through the hole.

“Here, sweetie. Other glasses won’t fit through. Drink this. It’ll help with the taste.”

Lisa took the glasses with trembling hands. She knocked back the first shot straight away – sharp, burning, but it masked the old, bitter taste of the last man. The second followed immediately. The **** spread warmly through her stomach. Her head felt a little lighter, her lust even more urgent.

“Okay…,” she whispered, more to herself. “Okay… I’ll carry on.”

Silke grinned triumphantly outside. (to herself): Good girl. You’ve just downed two shots to get rid of the taste of old man’s cum, and now you’re voluntarily carrying on. You’re exactly the stupid slut we need.

The hole was free again. The next cock pushed through the opening. It was a medium-sized, circumcised cock, slightly thicker than the previous one, with a broad, dark-pink glans that was already glistening. The skin was smooth, the shaft had prominent veins. It smelled masculine, a bit of sweat and shower gel, with a sweetish-salty film of precum on the tip.

Lisa hesitated only briefly, then parted her lips and took it into her mouth. The taste was strong, slightly salty-sweet, the skin soft and warm. She sucked slowly, letting her tongue glide over the underside and feeling it swell in her mouth.

Outside, Susi and Silke laughed quietly and contentedly. Look at her… she’s sucking again, as if she’s addicted. And she has no idea that even more cocks are waiting for her.