Building a Dream: Part Seven by Steveandjay

Building a Dream: Part SevenThis continues the evening with our good friends Manus and Sara directly following part six

I rang the bell and heard nothing. I turned to the others who had crowded in to allow whoever was watching the CCTV to see who was ringing. After a few moments I went to press it again when there was a ‘click’, indicating the door had unlocked. I pushed it open and we walked into a, dark corridor at the end of which was sat a rather big bloke behind a counter next to another door, who was reading that months Vogue.

He looked at us and said,

“Sixty.” I went to reach for my wallet but Manus handed over three twenties. The bloke counted it, pressed an unseen button and the door next to him clicked open.

“Up the stairs.” The bloke said putting the money in a drawer. “Booths on the left, cinema, toilets and café on the right. No funny business, this is a reputable establishment.”

The irony wasn’t lost on us as we went through and climbed the stairs, both girls giggling.

At the top of the stairs, Sara led the way. Turning right, we looked in at the cinema which was showing gangbang porn on a biggish screen in a fairly large room. It had several couches and old armchairs in various positions facing the screen. There were several other pieces of apparatus but, in the dim light, I couldn’t make out exactly what. At the back was a counter at which sat another big bloke with fridges full of soft drinks and snacks and condoms and lube on little racks on the counter. He was the only person in there and was flicking through a puzzle magazine. He looked up at us but went back to reading when he saw we weren’t staying. We went to leave but Jay had stopped and was watching the gangbang on the screen. A woman on her knees, men with hard cocks stood around her as she went from one to another, sucking and wanking as she went. I grabbed her hand and led her out, her eyes not leaving the screen until we left.

After using the, surprisingly clean, toilets located by the cinema door, Sara led us to the booths. There was a long, dimly lit corridor with ten doors on the right-hand side. No men were hanging around the booths which is what I expected from all the gloryhole porn I had watched. Maybe it was too early?

Sara tried each door as she went, each opening with no occupant until she reached the last three which were locked from the inside. We could clearly hear a woman being fucked in there as she yelled out for ‘Brian’ to fuck her harder.

Sara walked back to the third door, opened it, looked inside, and said, “This one.”

We followed her in and Manus put the bolt across locking it. It was about three metres long but only about a metre or so wide. There was porn playing a six-man, one girl gangbang on a screen fixed firmly to the end wall, a couple of low padded stalls, several rolls of toilet roll on a shelf by the TV, a small wastepaper basket and on each side wall was two large holes at about crotch height, side by side about a metre apart. Above each of them were two larger holes at chest height. It was dark, the only light coming from the TV screen. Sara looked around the small space and said to Jay,

“Right, get undressed.”

Jay hesitated. She had never seen anything like this in real life before, only on the video I showed her. Sara had dropped her dress, taken her shoes off and was completely naked. Seeing Jay that Jay was hesitating in undressing she turned to her and said,

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You can just watch if you like?”

Jay looked over to me and Manus, who had pulled his phone out of his pocket and was getting ready to start filming. She looked back at Sara and then pulled her dress down and slid it off over her hips. She removed her shoes and was also naked. Sara sat on a stool next to one of the holes and patted the spare stool next to her. Jay slowly sat down and crossed her arms and legs. This was definitely outside of her comfort zone. Turning to Sara she asked,

“What now?”

“We wait,” Sara replied, turning to the porn on the screen which was showing the woman getting a cock in her cunt and one in her arse at the same time while blowing another. Jay turned and, noticing this was soon engrossed. We all watched as all the men came at once, in her cunt, her arse and mouth. Cum was pouring out around both cocks and from the girl’s mouth from where she was unable to catch it all. The men pulled away from her to be immediately replaced by three more cocks to continue the harsh, but judging by the encouraging shouts from the woman not too unpleasant fucking. Jay was mesmerised at this. Her mouth was open watching and her breathing had changed. She was getting turned on.

Jay leant forward to her and whispered,

“Amsterdam.” She nodded to the screen and whispered in Jay’s ear, “You can have all that in Amsterdam.”

Just then, we heard the door on one of the booths next to us being locked next to where Sara was sat. She looked up at Manus, who had turned on the torch on his phone and had started filming and winked before putting her fingers through the hole. She removed them to be followed by an erect cock. Sara slowly took it in her hand and started to rub up and down before leaning forward and wrapping her lips around the helmet and started sucking. She held it firm as her mouth went up and down, the helmet rubbing up and down the inside of the cheeks as she moved it around in her mouth. We all watched her as she expertly sucked it, Jay leaning around to watch closer. There was then a knocking on the wall and Sara stopped sucking and held it into her wide-open mouth as she wanked it. Long shots of cum hit her in the mouth, lips and face and she held pools of it on her tongue before turning to us and in full view of the camera, pulled her tongue in and swallowed it all, using her fingers to wipe any vestiges of cum on her face into her mouth. The spent cock retreated back into the hole and we heard the door unlock and the person leave.

“See,” Sara said to Jay, kissing her on the lips leaving a tiny drop of cum. “It’s easy.”

As she said this another cock appeared in the same hole. It was shorter, but thicker. Sara again sucked it, holding the shaft with a couple of fingers, rubbing it, before reaching through the hole to cup the person’s balls. Another knock on the wall and she repeated having the cum shoot into her mouth, not so much this time but she swallowed all she could and sucked the cock dry before it disappeared.

Sara looked from wall to wall then looked at me and Manus saying,

“It’s quiet here, isn’t it? Not as busy as Amsterdam.” As she said that, we heard the door on the booth on Jay’s side lock.

Jay looked at me in panic and Sara sensed this. She put her arm around her and said quietly into her ear, “If you don’t want to do it, then don’t.” At that, a hard, long cock appeared through the hole a few inches from Jay. She looked at me, at Manus who was filming, and around at Sara. Sara gave her a quick kiss on the lips and then nodded towards the cock.

It was big, long rather than thick. Jay looked at it then reached down for the vodka bottle and took a big gulp. She passed it to Sara then lent her face forwards and took the helmet into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around it for a few moments and then slowly lent all the way forward, taking the length of the cock fully into her mouth and throat. She slowly moved backwards and forwards, only using her mouth to support it as she sucked it. She pulled back for air before moving forward and taking it back fully into her mouth. She sped up, head bobbing; cock in her mouth, her hands holding on to her knees and shortly there was a knock on the wall. She pulled the length out and kept sucking the helmet, her mouth clamped tightly around it as the cock pulsated and filled her mouth with cum. We could hear the owner of the cock gasping as he shot his load down her throat and was moving his cock backwards and forwards so every last drop would fill her. I could see her throat contracting as she swallowed the cum, grabbing hold of the shaft and sucking until every last drop was swallowed, then pulling her head back and catching her breath. The cock disappeared through the hole and Jay looked around at us.

“Wow!” Manus said to her. “You can really deep throat.”

Sara turned Jay’s face to her own and kissed her, slowly parting her lips with her tongue, and embracing her as Jay responded by putting her arms around Sara’s neck. I was hard. Very hard. I imagined Manus was too.

“You are fucking amazing,” Sara said before kissing her forehead and reaching up and playing with both of Jay’s nipples.

Jay turned to me said,

“Can you get me a drink, a cold one, water preferably?” I unlocked the door and look around. No one was about. Manus locked the door behind me and I headed to the café.

In the cinema there was a woman and a man on one of the couches. They were fully clothed and watching the porn. They looked up at me as I entered then went back to watching the gangbang on screen.

The man behind the counter was doing a Sudoku puzzle in a magazine and looked up when I approached.

“Two cold bottles of water please.” I asked.

He reached into the fridge and passed them to me, misted and very cold.

“Two quid.” He said going back to his puzzle. I was surprised at the price, especially for London, so paid him and turned to watch the film. The girl on screen was getting gangbanged by four blokes; two black, two white who all had big cocks. They were all taking turns to fuck her arse as she blew one of the others.

It must have been about ten minutes before I realised what I was meant to be doing. The woman on the couch had her head on the man’s lap and was now blowing him. I would have liked to have stayed and watched but instead, headed back to the booths which, in the short while I was away, were getting busier. A group of five men were stood around outside our booth door, the doors either side being already shut. A couple of them I recognised from the sex shop earlier. I walked past them and knocked on the booth door.