Married Slut’s Gloryhole Trip

I was super horny at home, waiting for my husband. He was late again, stuck at the office. All week he promised that he’d make it up for me. So, on Friday evening, I expected to have my pussy beaten up for good. Well, he fucked me, but his performance was kind of lousy. I guess he goes through a hard time with his job.
“I want to be fucked more! Can’t you get it up again?” I asked. But he couldn’t. However, he said he had an idea and told me to put something on me quickly and meet him in the car. We drove to the adult bookstore that’s right outside our city.gloryhole slut erotic story
“Go get your fix at the glory hole booth! I’ll be waiting in the car.”
“What do you mean? I’ve never been here before.”
“You’ll figure it out!”
So, I left the car and entered the place. A cool BBW chick with tattoos and blue hair was behind the front desk.
“Are you here for the adult theater or the glory hole?”
“The glory hole, I guess.”
“First door on the left,” she said before she spoke into a mic. “May I have your attention, please? We have a guest in the gloryhole booth. And she’s a lovely hot MILF. Available for all!”
I entered the gloryhole booth, all confused by what I’d heard. The light turned on, and all of a sudden, a cock popped through the wall. I started tugging it, and the man behind the wall asked me to put it in my mouth. I got on my knees and started sucking it. I was still extraordinarily horny, but the guy cam quicker than my husband did at home—another disappointment.
But right after, another cock popped through the wall. I spat the previous guy’s cum on it and started jerking it off while I asked if I could have him fuck me through the wall. He obliged, and I turned around, pushing myself on the hole as much as possible and spreading my ass so that he could fuck me deep. He was pretty good, but he didn’t last long either.
However, the next guy was something else. He just asked me, “Can I also fuck your pussy, mam?”. That’s all I was looking for. I didn’t get to see his dick before he pushed it inside me. But I got to feel it. It went so far up my guts that I screamed. I could hear people cheering for me as this extra-large stranger was making me scream from the top of my lungs.
“I’m gonna cum, don’t stop!” and he didn’t. As I started to squirt all over the floor, I could hear people clapping. After he gave me a couple more orgasms, the sluttiness left my mind. As soon as I felt his cock fill me up with jizz I stormed out of the adult bookstore and jumped into my husband’s car.
“So, how was it?” he asked me
“I want to do this again. But I want you in there with me next time!”