The Cock

Bill’s heart pounded in her chest, her hand shook a little as she reached out for the stranger’s cock. It was warm, and firm, it flexed under her touch. She only had one other dick to compare it to. Jeremy’s cock had been smaller, and his pubes had been wilder as if he hadn’t expected anyone to see. The stranger was a solid 3 inches longer with a clean shaven mound.

Her vision narrowed as all of her focus was drawn into the way her fingers slid over the shaft, the slight throb of the cockhead. She was startled by the voice that came from the wall, her focus broken as she instinctively looked up only to realize she couldn’t see the man’s face. “Use a little spit,” he repeated.

She immediately took to following directions, gathering spit in her mouth. She sat up a bit, positioning her head above the cock. She let the thick glob of spit dribble from her mouth onto the stranger’s firm shaft, her fingers spreading it as she stroked. The wetness glistening in the overhead fluorescent lighting.

“Fuuuck,” he groaned, his cock sliding in her grasp as he pulled back thrusting forward.

A cough came from behind her, Bill turned to see Ms. Carter sitting on the toilet. She mimed licking an invisible cock. Bill turned back to the spit shined dick in her hand, and with the fresh instruction from her teacher she leaned forward. She touched her tongue to the underside of his cockhead. He groaned as it flexed in her grasp, slapping against her tongue.

She pursed her lips, kissing the tip. As the stranger thrust forward, it pushed forward into her mouth. He moaned as his tip slipped over her tongue. On instinct, her lips wrapped around his shaft. Her hand continued pumping along his spit lubed cock, her tongue flicking under the head, as he groaned.

She’d seen blowjobs in porn, she knew what to do theoretically. Moving her hand, bobbing her head. The stranger certainly seemed to enjoy himself. She lost herself in the motions, her hand rubbing her spit along his shaft as she went. Encouraged by the stranger’s moans and when he said stuff like, “Keep going!” “Just like that.” Or even, “Good girl,” and “You filthy little cocksucker.”

She startled for a moment when she felt a hand on her shoulder. The cock popped free of her mouth as she looked back. Ms. Carter gently guided her free hand to the stranger’s balls. Ms. Carter cradled the back of Bill’s hand, guiding her in how to fondle his sack. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned.

Bill looked into Ms. Carter’s eyes, her smile filled Bill with a warm feeling, the unspoken praise of her teacher. Ms. Carter tilted her head towards the wall, directing Bill back to the task literally in her hand.

“I’m so close,” he groaned, as Bill returned to sucking on his cockhead. The bulbous tip throbbing against her tongue, his balls gently massaged by her fingers, her hand sliding over his lubricated shaft.

“I’m cumming,” he groaned while knocking on the wall, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stoooooppppp.” His cock throbbed in her grasp, his balls contracting, as a deluge of his salty semen sprayed into her mouth across her tongue.

She gagged and instinctively moved to avoid any further shots, but Ms. Carter steadied her keeping her in place. Her warm breath tickled against Bill’s ear, “Hold it, don’t swallow.”

Bill listened, her body tingling at where Ms. Carter’s hands cupped her cheeks. The stranger’s cock throbbed in her hand, each fresh shot of cum pooled in Bill’s open mouth. The stranger’s orgasm ended, his cock already deflating in her grasp. A single bead of cum clung to the tip of his dick, “Lick it clean,” Ms. Carter encouraged. Bill listened, leaning in to suck that final drop from his dick.

“Fuuucking hell,” the stranger said, as his cock retreated through the wall. He looked through the hole, “Was that really your first blowjob?” His eyes were a piercing blue, with a scruffy black beard. Bill couldn’t exactly vocalize a response while her mouth was full, so she just nodded.

Ms. Carter responded, “You can swallow now.” Bill immediately followed her instruction, closing her mouth and with a big gulp let the stranger’s warm jizz slide down her throat.

“You’re a natural that’s for sure,” Bill preened at the compliment, another thing she was naturally talented at, “I’d love to experience you again after some more practice. I hope you become a regular like Misty,” he said with a wink.

Bill blushed at the thought, the thought of returning, the knowledge that her science teacher was a regular to a gloryhole in the Garden. “I don’t know.”

The stranger grinned, “Well, Misty if you’re going to teach her anything, definitely bestow the love of the gloryhole upon her.”

Bill’s eyes went wide at the mention of teaching, but realized he didn’t mean it that way. Ms. Carter smirked at him, “Who wouldn’t love this?”

Ms. Carter and the stranger laughed, before he asked, “I don’t think I caught your name sweetheart.”

Bill swallowed, the taste of the man’s cum still lingered in her mouth, as the word “Bill,” slipped from her lips she immediately regretted giving her real name. She should have given a pseudonym.

“Bill, that’s an unusual name,” he chuckled, “Well, Bill have fun with the rest of the guys, and thanks for the panties.” He took a deep sniff of her panties before disappearing from Bill’s view through the hole.

She looked to the timer. 23:14:48. It had taken her nearly 10 minutes to blow the stranger, and all the talking after. She would need to speed up, or make more ancillary deals if she wanted to successfully clear the clock in the 3 hours Ms. Carter needed. The timer whirred, the numbers quickly spinning to 22:44:46.

“Good job,” Ms. Carter told Bill, causing her to preen all over from the praise. “I heard you say that was your first blowjob, so I left you to it for the most part. Moving forward we’ll just try and finish faster. Some of the others will ask, are you okay to have sex with them? If not, I’ll step in, or we’ll just redirect them to other desires.”

“I’m fine. I’m not a virgin,” Bill said, sure she’d only had sex once and it didn’t include a penis, or a hole in the wall so it wasn’t exactly applicable experience.

“I feel bad putting so much of this on you, but my jaw is killing me already, but I’ll help where I can,” Ms. Carter said.

“Your guidance has already helped a lot,” Bill admitted.

Ms. Carter sighed, “Good to hear, I’m sure I’ll do more of that. I’ve been told I can be a tad controlling.” Bill stifled a laugh, she already knew that from being her student. “Oh, and don’t call me Ms.” she rolled her hand in a motion that directed Bill to mentally fill in the blank. “While in here it’s Misty. And you already told them your name is Bill, I wish I’d managed to intercede, sorry. I made the same mistake.”

Bill’s attention was drawn back to the hole when she heard the door of the other room. “Hello ladies,” a second stranger said bending down to look through the hole.