Showing posts with label glory hole. Show all posts
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Monday, September 1, 2025

Road Trip - Part 2 - Truck Stop

 


We have been enjoying our road trip. After we had fun at the Rest Stop, we got back on the road. You were satisfied by me, so you took the blanket, laid it across your lap fell asleep for a bit.

You feel the car slow down, you open your eyes. “Is everything all right?” you ask. “Yeah, we are still a number of hours from the hotel, so I wanted to stop and take a short break at the Truck Stop. Did you want some food?” I respond. “Yes, but I need to use the restroom first.”

We stop and get out. You adjust your short skirt as you stand up. You are still not wearing panties since the rest stop. You reach into your bag and grab a thong and put it in your purse, so you can put it on in the Ladies’ Room. I notice, and make an exaggerated frown. “Awww. I thought you were enjoying riding commando today.”

You lean close to me, kiss my cheek and say “My love, do you want me to sit in the Truck Stop restaurant and flash all of these truckers as we eat?” 

“You could, but I understand. Let’s go use the toilet first and then we can order some food.”

You go into the ladies’ room and enter the first stall you see. You sit down and use the toilet. You notice a hole in the wall near your head. Written in marker it says “Glory Hole. Knock if you want Cock”.

You finish peeing, wipe yourself and flush.

You stand up and take a moment to put on your thong. You had always heard the rumor of glory holes. “Those are just in porn movies” you tell yourself.

Than you take a moment, “What the hell, I’ll see what happens.” You knock on the wall. “Knock, Knock, Knock”

You wait for a few seconds and then the tip of a penis pokes through the hole. It is pink and thin, but you are intrigued.

You get right up to it. You softly grip it, so you can slowly lick around the tip. “It is definitely not my man.” you think. It looks different and tastes different. You lick down the small portion of shaft sticking through.

It is getting harder. You like the idea of sucking some strange guy. You suck the tip. You take it deeper in your mouth. You take it until your face is pressed against the wall.

It isn’t comfortable. But maybe if you suck him harder, he'll cum quickly. You put your fingers around it as you suck. You hear a groan though the wall as you work your mouth back and forth on the tip and shaft. You feel the pre-cum making it slick.

You suck him harder and taste his sour cum in your mouth. You take some toilet paper and wipe your mouth.

“Knock, Knock, Knock”

You look and see a larger, thicker, and darker cock poke through the hole. “Mmmm That looks tasty.” you say. You stroke it and lick it. This one feels better as you work your mouth around it.

As you do your pussy is getting damp. “I love the feeling of sucking strange cocks” you think to yourself. You lick and suck it. You take as much of it in your mouth as you can.

You hear “Oh Lord Jesus” through the wall. His cum spurts in your mouth. You are surprised how it tastes so different than the last one. Less sour, a bit more acrid. But not bad.

You wipe your mouth again as you hear some muffled comments though the wall. Then “Knock, Knock, Knock”.

Another dick sticks though the hole. “I’ll do this one, but then I have to go.” you say in a low tone. You don’t really want to stop, but you don’t want me to get worried about you.

This one is a dark pink, with a foreskin that is slid back. You slide the foreskin back and forth a bit and the tip gets darker. You lick and suck it. Your tongue gliding down the shaft. It feels different than the other two. You wonder how this one will taste. You stroke it faster and suck it harder. Your pussy definitely damp with desire. You wish I was licking your pussy as you suck these strange cocks.

It cums in your mouth. This one is a bit sweeter than the other ones.

You grab your purse, get up, and leave the stall, before someone else can knock. You wash up at the sink. Looking in the mirror you rinse your mouth, and put on some lipstick. As you do, another woman who is obviously on vacation, walks in and uses that stall.

After a few moments you hear a light “knock, knock, knock”. You wonder if it was her or from the other side. Regardless you hope she has as much fun as you did.

You look in the mirror one last time, make sure your top and skirt are straight. “I will need to change panties again.” you mutter.

When you come out, I’m standing just outside the fast-food restaurant. “Is everything all right?” I ask. You nod, “Let’s order something, then I will tell you all about it as we eat, I have a good appetite now.” you say as you lightly brush my crotch and wink suggestively.


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