Glory Hole Gal

I met her when she worked in my local supermarket and she lived real close to me. She left that job and we were friends by then so we went out for drinks now and then and chatted on the phone often.

I'm gay so there was never any sex. I'd told her a few times about a sex shop I went to and the glory hole booths at the back. One day she surprised me by saying she was curious and would like to take a look sometime.

She was in her early forties, not real good looking, had a nice body, was divorced. Lived alone. We talked about it. She admitted she'd thought about giving blow jobs to strangers.

She had her hair cut short, I hadn't said she should do that, she just did it. She had some old jeans she put on. I gave her an old shirt of mine and a winter jacket. She had a hat to put on, then wrapped a scarf around her lower face. At night in a dark sex shop and glory holes no one would recognize her.

We went there, all was good. In the booth she undressed to her underwear, kept the scarf around her neck to wipe the sperm that would come.

I told the first guy who put his dick through the hole that we were a married couple looking for fun. He didn't give a shit. We both sucked on his fat penis. She rubbed it against her pussy, then reversed onto it. When I saw his cum running down her leg I licked it.

Basically that was what we did. Some guys wanted to cum in her mouth, which was fine by her. Some came quick, some big, some small, some took their time and wanted everything, including the fuck. I had a small counter clicker in my pocket to keep score of the cocks that she had. She had said prior she wanted to know how many.

She had played with 14 cocks. I was so horny by then so she allowed me to put my cock in her pussy and I shot my load in minutes. She didn't care. She'd had a good night, admitted she'd cum several times. So I was number 15. Then we got dressed. I swore with all my heart I'd never tell, and I never did. And this confession don't count.