Glory Hole Memories

I continue for about a minute. I can sense him trying to push his cock further through the hole, a silent request to take him further in my mouth. Obliging, I slide as far down his cock as I can go, almost gagging when it touches the back of my throat. I slide up and down a few times before resting my lips right against the wall and stopping. He knows what to do next. He starts pumping in and out, fucking my mouth with his rock-hard swollen tool. In and out in a slow rhythm, making me gag slightly each time he catches the back of my throat. I am in control of this, and I can ease back slightly to lessen the increasing gagging as his speed increases. But I want to stay there, my mouth impaled on this wonderful tool. Faster and faster, harder and harder, he goes. So hard, he is banging against the wall and making quite a noise too. If anyone else enters, they will be in no doubt about what is happening. But I am past caring. My lust for this cock blocks any other thoughts from my mind.

On and on he goes, pumping away for what seems like an eternity. I begin to think about my pussy impaled on this cock. Filling and stretching me. Using me for its owner’s pleasure. But I don’t think that is going to happen anytime soon. His thrusting becomes faster and faster, and I can feel the start of an orgasm as a throbbing starts in his cock. He gives an enormous thrust and stays there; his cock fully impaled in my mouth. He shoots wave after wave of hot salty spunk. I swallow as much as I can, but my mouth starts to fill. He eases back slightly, and I can swallow some more. The last thing I want now is to ruin all my make-up. He starts thrusting again, releasing yet more cum. Never in my life have I received so much from one person. He stops pumping, leaving his cock in my mouth. This is a silent instruction to suck any last drops of cum and lick it all clean. There is no complaint from me. Completing my task, I release his cock, and it disappears back through the hole. I have been successful in preventing any spunk getting on my face, a task I am quite proud of.