GloryHoles, The Addiction

Growing up there was an older part of town, filled with mostly closed stores. Only three stores seemed to be open every day. A beat up Liquor Store, and across the street an equally ugly Bar. Both places had few customers. Halfway down the block was a store. Painted a dirty white. Even the glass windows were painted white. Like someone went crazy with a big spray paint gun twenty years ago. No business sign, at all. On both the front door and the back door, there were two signs. Adults Only. And, Must be 18 years or older to enter. There were always twenty or more cars parked front and rear of the store. We rode our bikes by almost every day, wondering what kind of business it must be. Our parents didn’t know, but guessed it must be another bar. But, bars had signs saying, No One Under 21. We were very curious.

Fast forward to my 18th birthday. My buddy said he went into the building two days before when he turned 18. He said the store was filled with clothes nobody would dare to wear in public, lots and lots of sex toys, and isle after isle of x-rated movies. No fucking way? Really? I had to see this. There was no internet, yet. And adult movies were not easy to get. And I had never seen a sex toy except the big loud white dildo my mom kept in a drawer at her bedside. So it was decided, we were going to check it out together.

The next day when the store opened at 10am, we were there eager to go inside. We went through the door and there was a space of about five feet, then another door. On the right was a window with a man standing behind a long counter with a big old cash register on top. He walked over and said, ID?
We showed him our drivers license, and he hit a buzzer so the second door would open. I couldn’t believe my eyes. So much non living sex on display. How could life get any better. Then we found a door leading into the vacant store next door. The entire store was painted black inside. Row after row of small booths were lined up, filling the entire store. These were also painted black. Inside each booth was a space large enough for a short stool and a tv across the back wall and a machine you could put dollar bills into to show 5 minutes of really crappy xxx movies. A glory hole drilled into the left and right walls. A trash can and a Kleenex tissue box mounted on the wall above it. And a sign stating that a movie must be playing the entire time that you are in the booth or you would be escorted off the premises. And another sign stating a two person max in each booth.

People started coming into the booth side of the store. Mostly men. Some women, and a couple.
We didn’t pay much attention to them since we were still checking out a booth. Then a finger stuck through the left glory hole, and then a mouth with red lipstick and big lips. My buddy couldn’t get a dollar in the machine fast enough and quickly had his penis getting his first blowjob. He lasted maybe a minute, and it was my turn. The movie stopped just as I was zipping up. My buddy was nowhere to be found. I went outside and he was sitting on the curb, looking like he died and went to heaven. Best dollar he ever spent, he said. I agreed. Best dollar he ever spent. That big lipped red painted mouth was absolutely wonderful. Hot, very wet and with a super long very active tongue and a slick tight open throat. Fucking amazing. I had been getting blow jobs since I was 12. But not one of those mouths came even close to providing the pleasure I received from this person. I assumed it was a woman because of the lip stick. But now, so many years later, I just don’t know. And honestly don’t care.

Right after High School I got a pretty good job about a mile from that store. I was addicted to getting my cock sucked every day. Lunch break started at 11:30 and I sped right over there, got my cock sucked, drove through McDonalds, and headed back to work. 6 days a week. Every week. For 10 years. Yes. Totally addicted to the place.

Then one Saturday I went to my sisters best friends wedding. Got drunk at the reception, met this crazy beautiful woman with HUGE breasts and nipples you could hang a large neckless on. Big Long Dark nipples. She was braless in a cute spaghetti strap dress. Her breasts swaying delightfully as she danced. Her dark blonde hair hung to her beautiful round butt. She had a cute sexy personality with a soft sing song voice. Big blue eyes which sparkled and seemed to always be watching me. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

When we were invited to The After Reception Party, I excused myself to empty my stomach in the bathroom and rinse my mouth out and wash my face. At the party, we snuggled up in a corner and got way to friendly for being in public. But everyone was shitfaced and I don’t think anyone even noticed us there. After the party we took a cab to her apartment. In the elevator I pulled her dress down around her belly then pulled her dress up to fondle her ass as we kissed. At one level the door opened and a voice said, OH. I think I will wait. We didn’t turn to see. We just giggled and she dropped to her knees and started sucking.

At her floor, I stuck my hand out to prevent the door from closing for a few minutes. Then she stood, took my hand and led me into the hallway where I followed this naked woman wearing only her dress around her middle and pretty high healed sandals. At her apartment, I stood behind her holding her breasts and sliding my cock in her wet butt crack, kissing her neck and shoulder as she tried to get the key in the door lock. She was pretty drunk. The key wasn’t easy going into the lock. She dropped her keys, bent over, and I easily slipped right inside her. Damn she felt good in there. Way beyond wet and super hot.

Finally we got inside and between kisses our clothes piled up on the floor. She wrapped her legs around me trying to mount my penis. Oh shit. I was way to drunk to stay upright and quickly put her feet back on the floor, turned her around facing the wall, palms against it, butt sticking back towards me, and I was once again deep inside of her. She looked and felt so damn good. I was extremely happy. She fucked back hard against me. It seemed like she hardly stopped orgasming.

The door opened and her roommate was home. A small cold hand gave my ass cheek a squeeze.
Nice butt! she said as she gave my new girlfriend a hug. My boyfriend is parking his car and will be here in a few minutes. Why don’t you take this naked man to your room.
Off we went. Room mate following behind us with our clothes in her arms. She tossed them into the bedroom and shut the door as we headed for bed.

Once inside she climbed on her big bed, on her knees, butt in the air saying, Fuck Me.
I did. But quickly decided I was way to drunk to stay upright. So I pulled out and laid on my back.
She moved right on top and with me deep inside, rocked back and fourth through several orgasms. Then said, That was fucking GREAT! Then slowly slid down against my chest and started snoring.

Hours later I woke up. She was still snoring on top of me, head over my shoulder, one leg stretched out, breasts sweaty against me. Felt absolutely wonderful until I discovered my neck, shoulder and hair were sitting in a big puddle of her puke. FUCK! I woke her up. We drunkenly headed to the bathroom where she started the shower while I upchucked into the toilet. We were still so drunk. Never we swore, ever get drunk again. We showered together. Pissed. Soaped each other up. And went back in her bedroom. WE spread a comforter on the floor and slept until noon.

When we woke up, we discovered her room mate had removed her bedding. Flipped the mattress, and remade the bed. We were so grateful. Her roommate Rita, gave us Pepto Bismol, something to eat and sent us off to bed to sleep it off. Never before or again have I gotten that drunk. The only good thing was the amazing woman I met and the mostly remembered sex. Really good sex. And Rita was pretty amazing too.

Over the next year, I of course went to the Glory Hole at lunch every work day. I spent most nights with my huge breasted GF and her adorable tiny roommate. We all got along wonderfully. And they were very bi-sexual. I loved watching them together. Before you ask, no we never had a threesome. Slowly over that year, I fell in love with Rita. My GF understood. She has been in love with Rita since the 10th grade. And my GF became Ritas Maid of Honor at our wedding a year later.

Fast forward ten years. Not much changed. We all had better jobs. We bought a house. And our GF lived with us. Her own bedroom. But she freely shared her sexuality with Rita or myself. Still no threesome, oh well. LOL.

One day I had to work an hour longer than expected to finish a job before lunch. When I arrived at the Glory Hole, I spotted my wife just entering a booth. Quickly 5 men formed a line next door. I stepped into the booth as number six and placed my cock into her eager hot wet mouth. Damn! I came pretty quickly. As I stepped out, I saw the line wasn’t any shorter. I wanted to stay and watch to see how long my wife stayed in the booth. But, I had to get back to work. On the way out I asked if he knew who she is or if she came here often. He smiled saying her name is Rita, she is very well liked here and she has been coming here at about 12:30 practically every day almost as long as you have been coming here. Stays about an hour every time. Is here at least 4 days a week. I smiled and laughed saying, I didn’t know that. Should you, he asked? I walked off saying, Probably, she is my wife.

It seems my wife also has a long term secret.

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