Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Documenting Their First Gloryhole

They had been talking about it for a while, mostly when drunk or having sex. A fantasy that seemed always to remain just talk. 

Then one evening, driving home from a party, they saw an adult video store.  They had been talking about sex, thinking about sex, and ready to have sex when they got home. He pulled the car into the parking lot and suggested they just "take a look." 

She agreed. 

Inside, they looked at lingerie, and toys. He saw her eying the large rubber dongs. They joked and flirted. She was obviously still buzzed form the bar, and in a very sexy mood. 

He saw the sign above a door. It led back into a hallway of four doors, much like a dressing room in a store. He suggested they go back there, just to "check it out." 

She agreed.

The rooms were tiny. The size of a small dressing room, just big enough for both of them. There was a video machine on the wall that took dollars to run, and, they both noticed at the same time, a circular hole, about hip-high, cut into the wall.

She kneeled down to peak through it. "There's a guy in there!" she whispered. She looked back though the hole. "Oh my god," she said, both shocked and excited. "He's touching himself!"

She stared through the hole, absorbed in the sight she saw. She couldn't see the man's face from her angle, but only his hips. He had his pants down and open and was slowly stroking a nicely-shaped cock.

"Oh my god!" she squealed.

A cock slid through the hole.

"Looks like you have an admirer," he said. 

She giggled. 

"What do I do?" she asked. "Did I invite him? I don't know what the protocol is?"

"I don't think there is a protocol," he said. "It's just a dick that wants to be sucked."

"Do you dare me?" she asked.

It was a clever thing for her to say. It gave him the choice. He could easily say no, and they could both leave and laugh about the "time they almost." And they could even jokingly feel sorry for the guy. "Poor guy," they'd say. "We left him hanging with his dick through the wall..."

But if he said, "Yes, I dare you," then it became easy. How could she turn down a dare? It made it fun, and silly.

She was looking at him with her green eyes. 

"Yes," he said. "I dare you."


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