Chapters tagged gloryhole

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Back on her knees, in the same stall. Another cock pushed its way through the hole. The graffiti was different, now. It restated the rules for bad sluts. A voice echoed in Lois Lane's head. _Bad sluts cannot leave_. Once again, Lois got off her knees. She tried to break through...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

A pale body slipped through the street. The concrete hard on the balls of Lois Lane's feet. Her eyes unable to adjust to the darkness, thanks to the street lights. She walked, not wanting to run, heart hammering in her chest. Every dark window in every house she passed felt like...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Minutes ticked by in the stall. Not long as far as the clock went, but Lois had no clock, no smartphone to tell her the time. The naked woman sat on the toilet seat, the souls of her feet dirty, every sense attuned to the sounds and smells of the public restroom. Pussy wet, ass c...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

Back in the club, where it had all begun. The wall had been freshly painted, years of graffiti covered over in a smooth matte black layer. The hole, some three inches in diameter, had been freshly sawn in the wall. The edges had been sanded down, then covered with layers of thi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 23

The cramps had been coming for a while now. Lois Land had lost track of time, but she could feel that they were getting closer. The pain built each time, and the reporter's stomach felt overfull. Sticky jizz dripped from between her lips, and the silver sharpie had run dry. She l...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Cleaned. Prepped. Lois Lane slid her ass through the hole. Blaze tied her legs to the wall with the vacuum straps. The reporter found herself grasping the handlebars on the sides of the padded bench in a white-knuckle grip. "Relax, Lois. The ladies will make you feel good, and y...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane couldn't logically say why she was so high-strung. She wasn't homophobic, not really. Yet she couldn't relax, couldn't herself to calm down as she felt hot, strange lips press against her exposed butt & thighs...two women, planting little kisses, working ther way...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

While Lois Lane was so busy concentrating on the lips and tongues that kissed and sucked, pulling at her labia, pressing against her asshole, and worrying about her fragile heterosexuality, she had been completely ignoring her body's increasingly urgent signals about what else wa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

In her life, Lois Lane had never worn anything above a 34B bra. The rest of the alphabet was a mystery to her. She'd never had cause to do more than stare longingly at the D-cups, and that was only if they were out of B's and she had to do the math of cup-size versus band-size....

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Chapter 15

It was with surprise that Angelica Blaze dug out a smartphone from her jeans pocket. Flicked through several pictures and then showed the reporter sight she hadn't seen before...though she knew exactly what it was. A thin wall, four holes in a row at about crotch-height, the roug...

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Chapter 16

There is nothing quite as lonely as an abandoned glory hole. Someone had cut a bathroom in half by building a wall. On the "use" side, a man could enter a private stall, lock the door behind them...and instead of a toilet, would see a hole in the wall, hopefully with a warm, wet,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The 5th Street Gym was open all night...and even past midnight, there was a smattering of folks on the weight machines, listening to an 80s pop-rock medley. Lois changed in the locker room and hit the indoor track. Tight athleisure pants and top, springy-soled running shoes, and...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane found her mouth was open. She felt the line of drool trickle down from the corner of her lips. The reporter fell down to her knees, mouth full of saliva. To gasp in air. To taste it. Just to taste... The tip of her tongue touched that salty drop, and the reporter's swe...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane watched the cancerstick descend. The white paper tube with the burning coal a the tip. The reporter went cross-eyed, not even bothering to move as it swept past her nose, the burning tobacco reek filling her nostrils. Heat registered, just a moment before the pain. A c...

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Chapter 14

The reporter's nose twitched. She felt a weird tingle in her mind, like when she was first touched by the red rabbit and grew the cock now trapped in chastity between her legs. Lois Lane wondered briefly if that was new neural connections being made...if her brain was being re-wi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Which is how, in a remarkably short period of time, every biologically male lab technician, security guard, and janitorial staff member capable of an erection was standing, pantsless, in a line leading up to Lois Lane's glory hole. With terrible efficiency names were being taken,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

"I always knew I was trans. Since I was a kid. Wearing dresses. Letting my hair grown long. I liked girly things. Drove my parents crazy. My mother, she didn't know how to treat me. I was supposed to be her son, but I just wanted to be her daughter," Maria said with a sigh. "So w...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Mercy Graves was breathing heavy. Her fingers pressed deeper into Maria's ass through the gloryhole. So warm...so tight. It was like the horny little bitch was sucking her in...and even as Mercy fingered the woman's ass, her fingers were slowly working in and out of her own cunny...

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Chapter 21

"...look, Jimmy, if you can't work on your stamina, I'm not going to keep doing this for you," Lois Lane stroked the freckled photographer's prick with two fingers. "Premature ejaculation is common, but it is not acceptable. I'm not going to let you back in my pussy if you're som...

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Chapter 6

Maria looked into Lois' eyes as she fended off the reporter's wandering hands. "You feeling horny, baby?" she said huskily. "Yeaaah," Lois replied. "C'mon, then." The barmaid took her hand. "I want to show you something." Maria took through a maintenance door in the bathroom—...