The Glory Hole Pt 2

The excitement of returning to the glory hole consumed me as I entered the dimly lit room. This time, the setup was even more enticing—a large wall with a series of holes cut out for the lower body. Each hole was aligned with a massage table-type bed on the other side, designed to hold the upper body. My legs would be raised in the air, restrained by the ankles above the hole, forming a perfect V-shape.

I was wearing fishnet stockings and red patent heels, a look that made me feel both powerful and submissive. I could feel the fishnets digging into my skin, the material stretching over my thighs and calves. My pussy was bare, and I could already feel the heat building between my legs. I noticed a shelf on the strangers' side of the glory hole, stocked with toys, lube, floggers, and a camera poised to record every moment. The thought of being filmed while being used by strangers sent a fresh wave of arousal through me.

As I positioned myself, I felt a rush of arousal. The cool air hit my hairless pussy, already slick with anticipation. The sounds around me—a mix of moans, gasps, and the rhythmic slap of skin—heightened my arousal, sending shivers down my spine.

I climbed into the booth, my legs poking through the hole and my upper body lying on the padded surface. My legs were raised, the restraints securing my ankles above the hole, leaving me completely exposed and vulnerable. I felt the dampness between my legs increasing, my pussy glistening with wetness. I could hear the murmurs and soft whispers of those on the other side, waiting eagerly to take their turn.

Suddenly, I felt a warm breath against my pussy, followed by a tentative lick. The tongue was soft and teasing, lapping at my clit with delicate strokes. I moaned softly, my body reacting instantly to the touch. The tongue continued its assault, licking and teasing my clit with increasing intensity, sending waves of pleasure through me. I bucked against the restraints, desperate for more.

At the other end of the booth, where my head was positioned, I noticed a hole big enough for a cock. My heart raced as a thick, erect cock poked through the hole. It was impressive—long and girthy, with a pronounced curve and veins running along its length. The head was swollen and glistening with precum, the sight making my mouth water. I could almost taste the salty, musky flavor as I leaned forward, eager to take him into my mouth.

The cock felt heavy and warm against my tongue as I licked the tip, tasting the salty precum. I moaned around his shaft as I took him deeper, my mouth stretching to accommodate his girth. The taste was a heady mix of salt and musk, a potent reminder of his arousal. His hips thrust forward slightly, pushing his cock further into my throat. I gagged slightly but loved every second of it, the power and raw connection exhilarating. His cock twitched in my mouth, and I could hear his muffled groans of pleasure, adding to the erotic atmosphere.

As I sucked him eagerly, the tongue between my legs was joined by fingers. The fingers were thick and probing, spreading my wetness and slipping inside me with ease. They moved slowly at first, then harder, their rhythm matching the licks on my clit. My pussy clenched around the fingers, my nipples hardening with arousal. The sensation was intense, my hips bucking against the intruders, seeking more. The wet, slick sounds of my arousal filled the booth, mingling with my muffled moans and the grunts of the man whose cock I was sucking.

The combination of the cock in my mouth and the fingers in my pussy sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. My body reacted instinctively, my hips lifting, my pussy getting wetter with each thrust. The taste of the man's precum mixed with my saliva, a reminder of the raw, primal connection we shared. The fingers continued their relentless rhythm, stretching me, filling me, driving me wild with pleasure. Every thrust, every lick, every sensation was a testament to my submission and the pleasure that came with it.

The person with the fingers seemed to know exactly how to push me to the brink. I realized with a thrill that the expert handling of the fingers could only be a woman's touch. The thought of a woman pleasuring me sent a fresh wave of arousal through my body, amplifying the sensations coursing through me. Her fingers were thick and skilled, moving with deliberate precision, stretching me wide and hitting all the right spots. The wet, slick sound of the fingers sliding in and out of my pussy filled the booth, mingling with my muffled moans of pleasure.

As the fingers worked my pussy, I felt another person approach. Their fingers were warm and firm, spreading my ass cheeks apart and applying a generous amount of lube. The sensation of the cool gel on my heated skin sent shivers down my spine. The fingers were deft and skilled, teasing my tight hole before a second cock pressed against it. This cock was thicker than the first, its head bulbous and demanding as it slowly pushed inside me. The initial stretch was intense, my muscles straining to accommodate the girth. I moaned around the cock in my mouth, the vibrations from my throat adding to the stimulation. Inch by inch, the cock filled my ass, each movement deliberate and excruciatingly slow, making sure I felt every bit of its length and width.

With the fingers deep in my pussy and the cock in my ass, they began to thrust, each movement pushing me forward onto the cock in my mouth. The sensation was overwhelming, my body quivering with pleasure as I was filled from both ends. The woman with the fingers matched the rhythm of the man behind me, their movements synchronized to drive me wild. The cock in my mouth twitched with need, its owner groaning in ecstasy as I sucked eagerly. My body reacted instinctively, my hips bucking against the fingers and the cock in my ass, seeking more.

The man behind me increased his pace, slamming into my ass with powerful, deliberate thrusts. Each movement sent shockwaves of pleasure through me, my body arching and trembling. The woman with the fingers kept up, her expert handling driving me to the edge. The sensation of being completely filled, every hole used and pleasured, was intense. My pussy clenched around the fingers, my ass tightening around the cock, my mouth eagerly swallowing every inch of the cock in front of me. The sounds of wet, slick movements, muffled moans, and the rhythmic slap of skin against skin filled the booth, creating a symphony of raw, primal lust.

The sounds of their bodies slapping against mine filled the room, mingling with my desperate moans and gasps. The wet, rhythmic noises were a symphony of raw, primal lust, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through my body. I felt another presence, a second cock pressing against my pussy, joining the fingers inside me. The stretch was incredible, my pussy accommodating both with a mix of pain and ecstasy. My walls tightened around the intrusions, the sensation overwhelming.

"Yes, yes, fuck me," I moaned, my voice muffled around the cock in my mouth. My body trembled, my pussy dripping with need, the slick sounds of my arousal unmistakable. The cock in my mouth throbbed, and I knew he was close. I sucked eagerly, wanting to taste his release, my tongue swirling around his shaft.

"I'm going to cum," I gasped, my fingers working furiously on my clit, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak. "Make me cum."

The man behind me slammed into my ass one last time, his cock twitching as he spilled his load inside me. The hot rush of his cum pushed me over the edge, and I came hard, my pussy squirting, my ass clenching around him. The sensation was explosive, waves of ecstasy crashing over me. At the same moment, the cock in my mouth erupted, filling my throat with his salty release. I swallowed eagerly, savoring every drop, the taste mingling with the overwhelming pleasure coursing through me.

The woman with the fingers intensified her pace, driving me to another climax. Her fingers moved with relentless precision, hitting all the right spots inside me. She leaned down, giving me a love bite on my inner thigh, the sensation a delicious mix of pain and pleasure. I screamed, my body writhing with pleasure, begging for more. The two cocks in my pussy and ass, the relentless thrusts, the feeling of being used and pleasured by strangers—it was too much, and I came again, harder than before. My body convulsed, every muscle tightening in a crescendo of sensation.

The fingers slipped out of me, leaving me feeling empty and aching for more. The man behind me pulled out slowly, his cum dripping from my ass. I lay there, panting, my body trembling with aftershocks. The cum from both men dripped from my holes, my pussy and ass still throbbing with pleasure. The raw, primal experience left me breathless, my mind a haze of satisfaction and longing for more.