Glory Girl

Literotic asexstories – Glory Girl by MitziNorton,MitziNorton
My husband is the most wonderful man. He gives me everything I could want. He is attentive, considerate, thoughtful, loving, hard working, and oh my god when he licks my pussy he drives me wild. I would never, ever cheat on him. I wouldn’t even think about it. Whatever I ask for, I know he’ll give me.

Unfortunately, due to medication for a long term condition, his erections are few and far between. And when he does find himself hard, it isn’t throbbing and pulsing and rock hard in my hand and pussy and ass, but more like a semi with an optimistic (and short-lived) outlook.

Now the truth is, and my husband knows this, I’ve always been a slut. I’ve always loved threeways, orgies, stranger sex, anal, the list goes on. I’ve had to accept that because I love my husband so much, those aspects of my life are going to be part of my past, not my future. And, as I said, I would never, ever cheat on him.

But the word cheating offers a lot of latitude. I suppose I should, for the sake of clarity, state that I would never take another man’s cock in my pussy or my ass. That would be cheating. I do feel, however, that anything else isn’t really cheating. In fact, it’s not cheating at all.

I’m not helped by being an attention seeker either. I love male (or female) attention. It makes me so horny knowing that a man, or a woman, wants me and that I can turn them on. My best friend (let’s call her Laura) is aware of what a slut I am, because she embraces her sexuality fully too. She’s single, usually, and doesn’t have the same attitude I have to cheating on my husband. She absolutely thinks I should.

So, we compromise. We go to a sex club (my husband has no idea that I know where one is, let alone that I’ve ever been) and she behaves like the no holes barred slut she is. I go for the attention and the glory holes. I tell my husband I’m off to Laura’s for the night, to drink Prosecco, he drops me off, gives me a goodbye kiss and waves me goodbye confident I’ll be safe. Then Laura and I work our way through a bottle of Prosecco, get in a taxi and head to the club (let’s call it Breathless). The next day, my husband picks me up, safe in the knowledge I’ve been a good girl.

Today, I’m going to tell you about an especially naughty adventure.

One thing I love to do is to suck cock. I’m especially addicted to sucking big cocks. I love a soft cock in my hand, gazing at it, caressing it, licking it, kissing it, gently exploring it with my tongue and feeling it harden, feeling the blood flow and experiencing that cock grow and grow, until that once soft flesh eventually fills my entire mouth and I can barely get my lips around every hard inch.

As usual, my husband dropped me off with Laura, kissed me goodnight and in I went. We drank our usual bottle, ordered our usual taxi (to avoid telling an Uber stranger where we were heading) and off we went. When we got to the club we changed into more appropriate attire.

Laura wore heels, black fishnet hold ups and a black body that only just kissed the bottom of her buttocks. No knickers or bra. I wore heels too (red, to go with my outfit), red fishnets, a red thong, a tiny red PVC skirt and a red PVC halter neck top.

I adore sex clubs for their openness, the liberty, the lack of judgement, the friendliness. You can do as much or as little as you like. You can say yes to every man and no to any man, and no one criticises you for it. I’ve watched a woman in jeans play pool all night and a woman wearing just knee high boots sitting on the cock of all the guys around her in turn. And everything in between.

On this night, Laura wanted to get laid. Obviously, I didn’t. But I wanted to suck cock. So I sat in the bar, chatting, while time ticked on and I consumed more of the Prosecco we had brought with us. By the time we had finished the second bottle, I felt quite pissed and Laura teetered off to fuck her first guy of the evening. In the lounge, I just chatted to a couple of guys who were clearly hopeful they were going to get lucky.

After about ten minutes, Laura returned, with a smile on her face and cum flecked all over the boobs of her body.

‘So,’ she asked, ‘what are you doing tonight?’

I just smiled and considered my options. There were some hot men, but tonight I wanted variety.

‘Glory hole’, I replied.

She laughed.

‘I should have known you’d go for that,’ she said. ‘Come on then’.

She took me by the hand, past some disappointed men and whisked me to the darkest corner of the club.

I was a little surprised at how quickly we had moved, but move we did. We made our way to the glory hole and went around to the back. There are three glory holes, with bright illumination in the ladies’ section. Although it’s not always the ladies there now, which offers a fun element as you and two bi guys watch each other suck a variety of hard cocks. The recess on the other side is dark, to ensure that you don’t see who is feeding you but that they can see what you’re doing.

Laura kissed me and hitched up my top, to reveal my boobs. As her tongue caressed mine, her fingers twisted my nipples, pulling them roughly just as she knows I like.

Within seconds the first cock appeared through the hole. It was already hard.

Laura stopped kissing me and I dropped to my knees. It was of medium length, quite thick, already hard as steel and with a delightful bend to the right. I wanked it gently, easing the foreskin up and down and waiting for the lube from some precum. Soon, the precum leaked and I leant in to taste it. I dipped my tongue as I continued wanking this anonymous cock, the precum on my tongue forming a horny string to the bright red head of the cock I had in my hand. Usually, Laura, leaves me to it. She’s normally too selfish to just watch. But tonight, I knew she hadn’t moved.

Slowly, but with increasing pace, I wanked this stranger’s cock and took the thick, bulbous head into my mouth. Moving my hand away, I swallowed as much of the cock as I could and closed my eyes to savour the taste of the sweet precum leaking onto my eager tongue.

Pulling my mouth back and opening my eyes, I saw another cock popping through the hole beside me. I reached over and closed my fingers around it. I now had a mouth full of hard cock, a hand full of a cock I hadn’t seen properly yet, and my best friend was watching me. Eagerly, I wanked the cock in my mouth. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, stroked the cock I wasn’t sucking gently, but concentrated on the thick cock I could taste leaking precum. He was thrusting slightly, filling my mouth and I knew he wasn’t far from filling it with his cum. I wanked harder and sucked. His hips pushed and with one more wank, he began to cum. I could hear him grunting from behind the wooden divide, and I felt him pump load after load of his hot, thick seed into my mouth. I swallowed every drop and kept sucking until I knew he was totally spent.

I still had my left hand on the cock beside me. It was hard now. Very hard. It was a little longer than the first one, a little slimmer and it was cut. But before I could move over and wrap my mouth around it, Laura yanked my head and turned it, kissing me deeply and passionately, tasting the load I had just taken.

‘You’re a good little slut,’ she told me.

With that she hitched up my tiny skirt and started stroking my buttocks. I resumed my cock sucking. I took him deep in my mouth. This time, there were no hands. I leaned forward, supporting myself on the wooden barrier, as I felt Laura teasing and stroking my ass, and running her fingers under my tiny thong, from my ass forward.

I gasped as Laura found my clit. She rubbed her amazing fingers over my wet, hard clit. I felt so horny. I devoured the cock in front of me. This time I wasn’t going to be gentle, I wanted his cock and I wanted his cum. I ran my stiff, wet tongue along the entire length of the hard cock and then swallowed it, taking every inch in my mouth. I sucked deep and hard, and when his cock was almost out of my mouth, I swirled my tongue around the underside of his head, making it twitch harder.

Laura rubbed faster, one hand soothing my juice over my clit to lubricate it, the other hand stroking the taut skin of my ass cheek. As she rubbed harder, I gasped. I knew whoever the cock I was sucking belonged to, he could see what Laura was doing to me and how erotic it must look for such a beautiful woman to be fingering and licking another woman. He could see everything while I relied on feeling, and suddenly, as I fell on his cock again with my mouth and Laura slipped a long nailed finger in my wet pussy, he came. His cock exploded in my mouth as she fingered me. Gasping as she did, I took his second spurt all over my face. His cum shot from his cock, pumping for all it was worth, and swamping my face in his creamy load. He kept twitching, and cumming, and his stream shot all over face and into my hair.

I felt like such a slut, covered in a stranger’s cum, as my best friend slid another finger in my wet and welcoming pussy from behind. Laur reached around me to take a nipple in her other hand. She squeezed it hard, making me moan, and slid a third finger in my tight, pink cunt.

‘Fuck, fuck,’ I panted.

‘You love your slutty little cunt stretched, don’t you?’ she growled.

A third cock appeared in the glory hole. It slid through slowly, already hard again. Laura seemed to have forgotten that there were cocks in the glory holes and was concentrating on pleasuring my wetness, with three fingers fist deep in my cunt and my nipple being swirled and pulled from behind to make me gasp and squirm.

The third cock was big, and meaty, and black. It was thick, cut, and because I was gasping I couldn’t take it in my mouth. All I could do was wank it, wrapping my fingers around and my fist pumping the iron hard, smooth, black skin, slowly at first. I gripped his cock as if I was holding a trophy and I never wanted to let go. But I couldn’t do much more than this. Laura had squeezed a fourth finger inside me, and her long, sharp, painted nails occasionally caught me, making me gasp harder. I knew I was going to cum, so I couldn’t suck that deliciously hard, smooth, ebony cock, glistening with precum, the bright head contrasting with the darkness of the skin.

Laura pumped her fingers inside me as I wanked him hard. She leaned in, and crooked her fingers as she did.

‘Cum for me, you slutty little bitch,’ she whispered in an assertive, domineering and slightly rasping voice.

My pussy tensed and spasmed, and I moaned louder this time.

She whispered again into my ear again, just for me to hear. She was dominant and demanding, knowing that treating me like her little slut made my cunt throb.

‘You know you want to cum and cover my fingers in your juice so I can lick them clean,’ she told me.

She was so fucking right. All I wanted was to cum for my friend, to please her, while I serviced this throbbing, thick, black cock like the slut I knew I was.

Wanking harder, I opened my eyes to swim in what I could see. My friend, inches away from me, fingering me, almost fisting me, a stranger’s cock thick and hard in my hand. As I was about to cum I pumped his cock harder; more sticky, clear precum leaked from that hard length.

‘Cum,’ Laura demanded.

She jammed her fingers in hard to tip me over the edge and my orgasm swept over me. My pussy clenched her fingers, I closed my eyes, my abdominal muscles twitched and throbbed, I could feel my pussy grip those fingers as hard as I was gripping that cock. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than my orgasm, as I felt it subside a little. Suddenly, I became aware that my pussy had leaked down my thighs. I felt Laura bow her head and snake her tongue over the soft skin above my stocking tops from behind, lapping at my wet thighs and cleaning them.

Finally able to concentrate, I took the thick, ebony cock in my mouth. I was able to wrap my hand around the shaft and still fill my mouth with what remained through the hole. It was stiff, solid, hot, the head was coated in precum, and I wanked it hard. I was like a demon now.

I’d had two loads of cum and I wanted three. Laura was still lapping at my thighs and I wrapped my tongue around the head of his cock, then up every hard inch as I used my fingers to lift it a little. Then I engulfed it, devoured it, consumed as many hard black inches as I could manage. I wanked him for all I was worth, sucking and pulling his cock, milking it. I knew the sight of my friend licking my thighs behind and the sucking of my slutty mouth would mean he couldn’t last long, and I was right.

Before Laura had lifted her head, the hard black cock in my mouth was cumming. His shots were powerful, as his cock throbbed and pumped. His first two loads shot into my mouth and lid easily down my throat as I gulped them.

Then his cum added to the facial I had received just minutes earlier. He kept pumping, as if he would never stop, and I wanked him to get every last drop. He came all over my face. Even his last shots were thick and powerful and his cock felt still alive. As his cock softened a little, I rubbed it all over my face, wiping the mixture of his cum and the previous stranger’s onto his smooth skin. Then I popped it back in my mouth and licked it clean, savouring the mixture of cum and revelling in what a slut I was without cheating on my husband.

Finally, Laura kissed me.

‘Lick my fingers clean, you dirty little bitch,’ she demanded.

Like the good girl I’ve always been, I obeyed. She splayed her fingers and in the shimmering light I could see my juice coating them. I took her long middle finger into my mouth first, and licked my own juice from it. I tasted it sweet, delicious, and I knew that same taste was on my friend’s tongue. She fed me her other fingers slowly, after that. She never lost eye contact and never blinked. She enjoyed every second of the cock sucking slut cleaning her own juice with an eager tongue that had only just swallowed a an equally delicious load of cum from a stranger’s cock.

‘You’re such a bad, bad, little slut, aren’t you?’ Laura smiled in a hoarse whisper.

I nodded.

‘Yes Miss.’ I said as I smile.

She kissed me, deep, the mixture of cum still on my face coating her cheek as her tongue delved into my mouth and searched it, seeking the taste of the stranger’s cum. I responded, and saped my tongue over hers.

The next day, my husband collected me around midday. I pecked Laura on the cheek, and she waved to my husband as I got in the car.

‘Did you have a fun night?’ he asked, innocently.

I nodded and waved to Laura.

‘Yes, I did. It was a lot of fun,’ I told him, smiling.

‘It’s a good job you have a friend like Laura,’ he said. ‘Keeps you out of trouble’.

‘She certainly does’, I agreed as we headed home for another intense pussy licking session.