Luisa in the Booth

Luisa entered the glory hole room. She had an early morning shift, most of the time, so there was no shift change awkwardness to contend with. Luisa liked having this early in the day -- she liked sucking cock, as a general rule, and her glory hole days were a bit more relaxing and fulfilling than other days. She had been the only woman on the Women's Studies faculty not to protest when the idea of a glory hole was first floated in the department. In fact, she had already been visiting other glory holes around town on her own.

The women's side of the glory hole had recently been renovated. The floor was tile now, and the wall between the sides had been replaced with one-way glass. Luisa missed the old wall a little, it had been covered with funny graffiti by the other women in the department. A small chandelier now hung in the room, and a shelf and hangars for clothes had been mounted on the back wall. A couple of cameras had been added.

The new rules for the glory hole had just gone into effect. Luisa had given her interview just a couple of days before -- the process had been a bit rushed at the end -- and she presumed it was on the web site already. She hadn't looked.

The room smelled nice. It was cleaned obsessively, of course, and an air freshener was plugged in to the wall. Luisa began taking off her clothes. She'd left her coat and her purse in her office, so she didn't have much to take off -- her shirt, her bra, her skirt, and her panties. She folded them all and put them on the shelf. 'Am I allowed to keep my shoes on?' she wondered. Deciding that she should be on the safe side, she slipped them off and stored them under the shelf.

The tile felt warm on her bare feet. 'They must have installed in-floor heating,' she thought. 'How nice!'

There were a couple of stools to choose from, but Luisa always went with a mat that she could kneel on. She was too tall to sit and work the glory hole properly, and she did want to hurt her knees. She pulled the mat over to the wall and lined it up. Then, she flicked the switch to turn on the 'available' light outside the door. She saw a red light come on next to the lens of the camera that was at the same level as the glory hole itself. 'Must be filming now,' she thought. She'd argued against the filming when the idea was presented.

The door on the other side and a man entered.

"Whoa," he said. Luisa figured he hadn't come into the booth since the renovation. "Can you see me?" he asked from the doorway.

"No," she said. "It's one-way. There's a sign explaining the changes." 'Nobody reads the directions,' she thought glumly.

"Whoa," he said again. "It says here I can ... uh... piss? Is that true?"

"Yes," she said.

She heard his pants unzip. "That's disgusting," he said, as his cock came through the hole.

"Some men like it," she replied. "I don't judge." This was a lie -- Luisa also thought it was disgusting, and had argued against it at the faculty meeting. In the end, though, Sarah's view had won out, and Luisa didn't want to make waves by telling the men.

Luisa engulfed his cock in her mouth and began to suck. Luisa thought she was a pretty good cocksucker, and if you asked the men who visited her at the glory hole, they would have agreed. She was a practitioner of the 'no hands' style of blowjob, using just her mouth and throat -- when possible -- to get men off. If she felt the man liked a bit of submission, she would put her hands behind her back, but otherwise she might gently tweak one of her own nipples or, if she especially liked the cock in question, she would rub her own pussy.

For this man, she just kept her hands folded in her lap. She pushed her arms together slightly, which pushed her tits together, showing the man a bit more cleavage, and then attacked the cock with her mouth. Luisa set up a good rhythm, taking the head of his cock to the back of her mouth, then out to her lips again. She worked it steadily, in and out, running her tongue along the underside of his cock, and sucking hard with her cheeks, as she did so.

"Holy shit, you're good!" he exclaimed.

Luisa smiled inwardly, but didn't let this affect her approach. She just continued to move her head back and forth steadily. She heard two knocks from the other side -- the sign of an imminent orgasm -- but still didn't change anything until she felt the first spurt of cum leave his cock and splash in her mouth.

Then, Luisa eased back until the tip of his cock was just inside her lips. More spurts of cum came out, and she let them fill her mouth. She closed her eyes and savored the experience, and the taste. This was her favorite part, the moment when she achieved her goal and when the man was satisfied, but not yet completely self-aware again.

When he finished cumming, Luisa ran her tongue over the tip of his cock to get any last drops, then pulled her head back. Remembering the new glory hole guidelines, she opened her mouth toward the window, where she imagined he could see, and then toward the camera near her head. Then she swallowed the cum and opened her mouth again. 'For inspection,' she thought.

She was going to say 'thank you,' but the man was already gone.

A minute later, another man entered the room. "Welcome," she said with a smile.

"Hi," came his voice. "Could you introduce yourself? And, like, say something dirty?" The way he phrased it made him sound a bit young.

'Probably a student,' she thought. She decided to play that up and said, in as warm and welcoming a voice as she could muster, "I'm Professor Luisa Jimenez, and I'm going to suck your cock and eat your cum ... and I'm going to love it. And later, you can go online and watch me suck a dozen cocks, including yours."

His cock came immediately through the hole. It was rock hard. "What a beautiful cock," said Luisa, before putting it in her mouth.

She ended up sucking seven cocks that session. 'A little slow today, but not too bad,' she reflected as she got dressed. 'And luckily no one peed.' She was dreading the day some man decided to -- she knew it would happen eventually.

She got dressed and went back to her office. In a few hours, she was teaching a class, but meanwhile she had some reading to catch up on. On the way out she passed Angela, one of the grad students, on her way in. "Good luck today," she said with a smile. She felt relaxed and full. Happy.