It was late one evening & I was alone for the night so I decided to dress sexy. The makeup wasn’t good but the clothes & wig looked amazing. I put on some suede over the knee boots & a leather jacket & headed out in the car. I parked around the corner, locked it & walked to the bathhouse. I paid my entrance fee, received my towel & headed in. Put my purse in a locker, threw the towel & condoms in there & then walked around. Although I was douched, I thought I was only there to suck a nice cock then leave, hence leaving the condoms. It’s a strange place with gloryhole cubicles & some rooms but I walked loving hearing the clicks of my heels on the wooden floor. There wasn’t much going on so I went & sat in the gloryhole. Now, there are 2 types of gloryhole, lit & unlit – I went to the pitch-black side & sat there. After a few minutes, I heard someone come in next door & lock the door closed. I got off the bench & kneeled down by the hole. I couldn’t see anything but I knew someone would insert something soon & before I knew it, this curved dick about 10” came through the hole. I grabbed hold of it & placed my lipsticked mouth around it. My God, it was beautiful – clean smelling, freshly showered. I struggled a little but gave it some good attention with my mouth & kissed all over it.
I am a very hygienic person, don’t take risks unless they’re calculated, scared shitless of catching something, regularly tested for medical issues to ensure I do not have STDs but this dick was amazing. Even now, I have no idea how I had the courage (or stupidity), but I got the lube, removed my mouth, stood up, poured some over my hands & rub it in to the dick. I then put some in my hole, turned around & stretched my little hole over the top of it. It felt amazing as I slid down, making moaning noises as I did so. I went slowly at first as I adjusted to the physical size of that thing, then after a little while, lost all abandon as I was pushing hard on it with every thrust. I was enjoying it far too much as I felt it jerk a couple of times then flooded me with his thick cum. I pushed harder, swallowing more of him inside me as a natural reaction to this leaking hose pipe, wanking myself to a huge cum on the floor between my booted & heeled feet. He slowed down the pace, then withdrew & I felt the weird empty feeling, the cum drip out of me & the immense guilt hit immediately. He unlocked the door & exited. I sat back on the wooden bench, gingerly, slipping a little as I did because my rear was so wet. I put my head in my hands, then got up & went back to the locker. I straightened myself, used the towel & then left the place as quick as my 4” heels could carry me. I got home, went to the bathroom & douched about 7 or 8 times to get the stuff out of me. I was so worried for the next 6 months & had multiple std tests during that time, luckily, being negative for everything. Still cannot stop wanting to repeat it & replaying it over & over in my mind.
|
