The Glory Hole

I am blonde five foot three and always work out. My husband of ten years hates that I’m spending so much time at the gym but I am not getting any younger.

He goes to work and inter acts with people I stay home all the time and that’s no fun so a friend of a friend told me about the gym I am now a member of. Ok, that’s what I tell him but the fact is I have found a great place to hang and it is like an addiction now.

I was hanging with my girlfriend at her house. I don’t consider her my best friend but we see each other three times a week. We got to talking and she let me in on a secret she was holding onto. She, Brandy is forty and I am twenty nine years old. Our husbands go to make money and we sip wine and gossip. I was feeling a little buzzed and she let me into her secret. She said and even though we were alone she was whispering close to my face. “I have a great place to go to if you are game. It is great and fun and when hubby gets home I am ready willing and wet as a faucet.”

I listened to her go on and on about this place she goes to and she tells her hubby that she works out at some gym on the west side. Listen, we were both buzzing from the wine already so I went along with anything she had to offer that sounded like fun.

We took a cab to the west side and he left us outside of this dark club that looked closed but obviously was not because she walked inside pulling me in with her.

It looked normal and people were sitting at the bar. The music was jumping and the atmosphere was wonderful. It made me feel good.

After a few hours of sitting gabbing as we women love to do she tells me about the bathrooms. She said “There are oversized stalls with holes in the walls. I laughed and thought “What a dive. That sounds nasty girl.” She then dropped the bombshell. She said “The holes are there for a reason. The guys put there cocks through them and you can have something to play with for as long as you want to.” I thought she was nuts.

We drank some more as I listened to her talk about these so called bathrooms and told her I really didn’t want to cheat on my husband. She told me it wasn’t like cheating. She said “You just have a cock like a dildo. There are no faces or talking just toys, all sizes and all shapes. Well, you have to pee sooner or later and if you happen to see one you like just go for it.”

I did have to pee and she already left me sitting by myself. I figured that I would go in the stall and pee and that was that. I headed for the rest rooms.

I closed the stall door and sat to pee. I saw the holes she was telling me about but didn’t see anything. When I was finished I leaned into one and saw nothing. Then all of the sudden on the other wass I saw one. It was some guys cock or as Brandy put it “a toy” sticking through the hole.

I said nothing but did look at it for a moment or two. It was so weird. It was like a toy hanging on the wall. I poked at it with my finger. Then took it in my hand and she was right. It was like playing with a toy. I jerked the cock off for a few seconds then sopped. I laughed at myself for doing that but I thought, hey it was there and that’s what this place was all about.

I must have loved all of this paying because my nipples were like rocks. I even felt a tingling in my pussy. I lifted my skirt and felt my panties and I was right. They were soaked through. “A few more touches, before I headed back to the bar.” I said. “I wouldn’t want to waist a perfectly good toy now would I?”

The more I jerked it off the more I was getting used to the idea of the place. I found myself leaning over to lick the head of this toy. I then found myself fully putting his cock inside of my mouth sucking this cock like there was no tomorrow. Now on my knees I was going to town. Then the guy pulled it back through the hole. “Hmm, what the hell was that all about?” I wondered. Then another came through the other side of the stall. I got back on my knees and started sucking that one.

Now two cocks are sticking through both sides on me so I took my arms and stretched them to reach them both. One of the cocks was huge and dark and the other was thin and long. I jerked them fast and furiously. One left then I sucked the other faster so he would cum fast but he pulled out also. What the fuck is wrong with these men here. Didn’t they like to cum? I kept going for about an hour or two. I lost all track of time trying to make one of these cocks cum. One after the other I was switching off trying to get one of them to cum but as soon as I thought they would they pull back through the hole.

Brandy knocked on my door to tell me we had to go. I left with her frustrated. I asked her what was up with the men there. She told me that it was a game to them. Why would they cum when they can get all the head they wanted. I told her I was determined to get at least one of those cocks to cum so I was going to come back there tomorrow. She said “I told you it was addictive.” I just smiled and said “Well tomorrow “The Glory Hole” will be on my to do list.”

Brandy and I sat waiting for our husbands to arrive home. I know what I was going to do with mine after dinner. He was in for a huge surprise. That bar ‘The Glory Hole” hasn’t seen the last of me.