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Finishing our glasses of champagne we left the velvet swathed alcove off the bar to explore. My first club experience was now properly beginning. Twisting and turning through the darkened corridors we happened upon the glory hole room. 5 dark booths with a passage way leading from the far right to the area behind. All doors were open but could be closed for more privacy if desired.
We had an agreement. If we ended up in this room, I would play but only if he approved the mystery males. No one I wouldn’t play with normally. I then didn’t want the mystery unveiled by indicating later as we passed people if I’d already been part of their evening.
There were eager cocks already in position behind two of the booths, but this isn’t what I wanted. I wanted the hole to be empty, me waiting patiently and have my good friend select and send secret cock for me to pleasure.
In a matter of seconds this want changed.
Booth 4 was occupied by a sexily dressed hot wife. Similar age to myself, sculpted body and provocative lingerie. Her husband watching from afar. Blonde flowing curls and sexy curves filled the booth. Our eyes locked, her mouth full and a tiny eyebrow movement indicated I could join her. Two hands round my waist in approval and a cheeky kiss goodbye, I was now on my knees. She was on the eskişehir escort right, me the left. Kneeling, our open legs slotted together. Slowly she eased the huge black cock out of her mouth. We both knew without speaking what to do. Both our lips met round the base of his shaft. A slight jerking movement as the stranger realised he had 2 pleasers teasing him now, somehow he grew even bigger! Two different hands cupped his balls, he’d of seen long red nails on one and hopefully the wedding ring on the other. Licking and kissing simultaneously we ended up at his pulsing head. Swirling our tongues over and together, stopping to kiss each other, could he tell? My left fingers now entwined around B’s right fingers, we had a grip round the base of his shaft. Moving in rhythm allowing our nipples to gently touch his glistening head.
My turn now to taste his full length as B used her left hand to feel for my pert nipples. I moaned with delight so our stranger knew we were also pleasuring each other. This turned him on more and more. At best he was seeing a mix of blonde curls mixed with straight blonde hair as we neared the hole but no more. He pulled away and furiously began wanking, us putting both our lips to the hole signaling we wanted him back. He was near, escort eskişehir we could sense his breathing. Now he was teasing us, were we getting him back or not?
The groan. The echo. The divide of a wall. A hole. The finale. We were part of it but not!
The door pulled closed by one of our now many voyeurs, so we didn’t see the face of who was to walk past. Tidying our disheveled hair and helping straighten each other’s lingerie we walked out to smiles and winks. We hadn’t realised we’d drawn such a crowd!
A quick chat and a giggle, little did we know our paths would cross later that evening for another favourite of us both!
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Another staircase climbed and we found the ’round room’! A huge circular platform with walkway right round. An entanglement of bodies at all angles and a ring of hopefuls all round. A glow of light allowed us just to make out who and what was happening.
Voyeur tendencies kicked in, but I was soon distracted by a strong presence very close behind me. Firstly a hand on my ass, then reaching round for my nipples. I couldn’t see him but he was taller with a strong physique. I didn’t respond and kept on looking ahead in amazement at the ever changing silhouette of the circle. Soon I had another set of eskişehir escort bayan hands join in and yet still I kept watching.
What was turning me on more? The hands of strangers behind or the movements of strangers in front.
She was in there somewhere, I saw the curls!
“Look after her, treat her well” – from the darkness it was the voice of my good friend. The door opened and he vanished!
I was now alone but definitely not alone. My gaze soon turned to a glint and a soon a smile. H gripped me tighter from behind, his hand now moving from my nipples to feel the warmth and excitement below. “Oh, I’ll look after you”!
“What do you need?” “Cum”, was my answer. Soon H was standing in front of me, and another either side. I was hungry for all three and dropped to my knees. Tasting and devouring each in turn, then all three together – if only he could see me! Looking up and over, I could see more of the curves, and the curls. She quickly disappeared from view as more surrounded me. My back now against the wall, a crescent of cock all cupped in their owners hands. My erect nipples being tweaked to tease. My body aching in anticipation as their hands moved in synchronised motions. The first, he warned me with a load groan. Another, and another and another… My face, my hair, my throat, my nipples, my stomach…
B had made her way towards me. Had either of us just met our stranger from earlier? Beautiful blondes both now bedraggled by bukkake!
“I told you to look after her” – he was back! How long had he been watching for? My smile, his smile, the guys all smiled! We all laughed. They certainly did treat me well!