DIDI AND THE GLORYHOLE – Part 1

This story was submitted by Didi.

It was published on Friday, February 5, 2016

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Don’t read this story unless you have read about my previous adventures. Otherwise you won’t understand the references to some of the people involved, nor to my outrageous sexual conduct!

Recently I have had a lot of emails from my fans regarding my footjob adventures. Quite a few suggest ideas for me to try out, some of them good, some bad, some simply boring. A few of the good ones have been to give a guy a footjob in the backseat of a taxi, on a bus (similar to my train experience with VL which I wrote about in A Very Public Footjob on a Train) and even on a plane. I liked the sound of the taxi one and it is something I will try to make happen. The plane one sounds very exciting, but I haven’t flown anywhere recently and I’ve heard that getting caught doing something even remotely sexual on a plane can land you in a lot of trouble.

So on to this exciting story. More than one of my fans has suggested I do a Gloryhole footjob to a complete stranger, meaning I would have to go to a real Gloryhole booth and not simply mock one up at my house for one of my regular guys. It is an idea I have explored before. I even wrote about it during my story Footjob Race Part 3 – The Outside Challenge. It was an idea Amy and I discussed as we tried to come up with our next footjob challenge. We actually visited an Adult Book Store that was well known to have Gloryhole booths. We chatted with the owner and explained that Amy and I wanted to race each other by footjobbing as many guys as quickly as we could through the gloryhole. He was reluctant due to the foot fetish aspect. He didn’t want his regulars to be unhappy, as most he suspected were not into feet. He did however try to convince us to do blowjob races, which we declined.

So it was an idea I’d considered before. I was also keen to try something completely outrageous and very naughty. One of my fans wrote to me saying that he thought I didn’t care at all about the guys I have my foot fetish experiences with. He thought they were basically a donor cock and although I usually got to have my feet pampered or toes sucked, it was the cock that seemed most important to me. He is partially correct I suppose, but most of my regular guys would tell you that I do spend some time with them talking and being intimate as well as just using their cocks for my own gratification. Anyway this fan (who I won’t name) reckoned that I may as well go to a Gloryhole and get access to erect penises without having to spend any time getting to know a guy. And further he explained, it wouldn’t matter whether they were into my feet or not.

His last point is where he is right. I’ve had some amazing encounters with guys who weren’t into feet, such as Steve, Chip, Damien and Gerry. None were in to feet, nor had any sexual contact with feet before they met me. All of them enjoyed having my feet involved helping make them cum! Steve especially as I gave him a footjob under the table at a wedding reception with around a hundred people in the room. I took Chip to ejaculation with my feet and Damien and Gerry willingly sprayed their cum on my feet and sandals. It’s not all about feet either; I’ve sucked all of their cocks and have fucked Steve, Damien and Gerry at various times.

Anyway, back to the Gloryhole. This fan got me thinking about it more and more. He sent me further emails with links to videos showing Gloryhole footjobs and blowjobs. He told me that if I tried it and then wrote about it, then that would be my most exciting story ever. I decided that I should explore it further and see what happened.

So I decided to go back to the Adult Book Store one afternoon. For some reason I decided to dress in a slutty way. I had on a burgundy and white dress that looks like a German Beer Wench outfit, as usual when I wear a dress, I didn’t bother with underwear. I wore my sluttiest white sandals to go with it and had my toenails and fingernails painted purple as below.

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The manager I’d seen last time wasn’t there, so I talked to a different guy, who happened to be on duty the day I went in. This time I didn’t mention footjobs at all, just that I was intrigued by the idea of experiencing being in a Gloryhole and would at least be willing to give a blowjob even if I didn’t take it any further.

He showed me around and took me to the room that the girls usually used. It was bigger, cleaner and brighter than I expected. There was a fridge with cold drinks in it, which were free. There were dispensers for sanitary wipes and condoms. There were three different height stools with built in leather cushions. The important additions were a panic button and a lock on the inside of the door. The Gloryhole itself was totally different to what I expected. Apart from the fact that there was only one hole and it was on one side. I expected there to be one on each side of the room, but then the videos I’d seen showed a Gloryhole booth to be a tiny dark cupboard. The hole was more like a big slot, about four inches wide and about eight inches high. It had smooth edges and looked like an easy clean plastic coating.

I was impressed by how clean and safe it appeared. He showed me into the booth next door, where the guys go. It was smaller and darker than the adjacent room. It had TV screens and a DVD player. Pleasingly it also had a lockable door, wipe dispenser and condom dispensers. It had a couple of step up stools for the shorter guys and a couple of grab handles on the wall, above and to each side of the Gloryhole.

“So how does it work then?” I asked, feeling confident that I wanted to try it out.

“Well, you do as you have already done and tell us that you are here. If the room is already taken, we will advise you to come back on a different day. We do have some regular girls who come in, but they normally come in later in the evening. If you are happy to go into the room, we let you in and encourage you to lock the door behind you. If at any point you get cold feet or want to leave, you just leave, don’t feel guilty or anything, they’ll get over it. If you feel threatened at any point, press the panic button and we’ll come to your aid”. He explained.

“Ok, that sounds quite safe”, I replied, “How will I know what to do next?”

“Well, when you go in the room a green indicator light shows in the booth next door, so if a guy is in there, he’ll know that there is a girl the other side of the Gloryhole. When a guy enters the booth, you will also see a green indicator light in your room”. He answered, making it all seem way more planned than I thought it would be.

“Ok, so we both know each other is there. What happens next?” I asked.

“Well there’s no guarantee of anything happening next. He may just be checking out a dirty movie and isn’t interested in engaging with anyone else. He may not even know what the green light means”. He explained.

“So I could be stuck in there for hours waiting for someone to stick their cock through?” I asked anxiously.

“No, that wouldn’t happen. Look, sometimes it’s busy in here, guys are buying magazines, books, DVDs. Sometimes girls or couples come in and buy sex toys. But we will always try to inform the type of guys who come in on the off chance that the Gloryhole is in action. We even let the browsing guys know that there is a chick in the Gloryhole”. He replied.

“So how do they know what to do?” I asked.

“We tell them that there is a girl in the Gloryhole. We try to figure out what you – the girl – is likely to do, such as blowjobs or penetrative sex. We let them know, so they can make the call whether to go in or not”.

“So a guy comes in, he knows that I am in the Gloryhole room. He knows that I may be willing to give him a blowjob. Both green lights are on. What happens then?”.

“Ok, so you are both ready to go. He must use the wipes to make sure his cock is clean. Then, he can choose to feed his cock into the Gloryhole. We always tell them that if they are not erect, they shouldn’t bother. They at least need to have a semi-on. If they put a condom on before feeding their cock through the hole, you must respect that and not take it off under any circumstances. If they go through un-covered, then they are putting their trust in you. You may decide to put a condom on him before you do what you do, but that is up to you. If you allow him to remain bareback, then all responsibility is on you”. He replied explaining further, concerning me slightly.

“What do you mean, all responsibility is on me?” I asked slightly worried.

“Well, if you fuck him and allow him to cum in you, then we are not liable for any STDs, pregnancies or regrets. He must however give you a warning that he is about to cum. He must knock on the wall as soon as he gets the sensation. If a guy cums without warning you should press the panic button, we will then ban him for life. He will never be allowed in here again.” He explained.

“Ok, so I choose to let a guy go bareback as you say. I give him a blowjob, but he cums without letting me know. That’s it he’s banned?”

“Yes. We see it as assault if they don’t follow the rules. But, if he knocks on the wall and you continue to give him head, then you are in effect giving him permission to shoot in your mouth”.

So are there any other rules?” I asked.

“Yes, Number one, no anal without condoms under any circumstances. Number two, if you don’t fancy the cock that pops through, don’t touch it in any way. He’ll soon get the message and number three, if he doesn’t like what you are doing then all he has to do is pull back”.

“Can more than one guy go into the booth at the same time? I asked.

“Yes, if they want to. We’ve had up to five guys in there waiting their turn. But that doesn’t mean you have to engage with them. Don’t worry though; it is usually just one guy”. He replied.

“Ok, I think I still want to give it a go. What shall I do next?” I asked, hoping he would tell me to go into the room straight away.

“Do you want to try it now?” He asked, just as I’d hoped.

“Yes, I think I’m ready”. I replied trying to sound convincing.

“Well today is generally the quietest day of the week. It may take a while before anyone goes into the booth. You are welcome to wait though. I’ll let everyone who comes in know that you are here, so hopefully it won’t be long. If you come back on Wednesday afternoons though, it can get quite busy. We get a lot of taxi drivers come in here after 2PM. Maybe they come out of a meeting or something”. He replied trying to encourage me to stay.

“I’ll give it a go now. If I enjoy it, I’ll come back on Wednesday”. I replied, hoping that I was going to enjoy it.

He walked me back to the room and I did as he advised and locked the door. I sat on one of the stools and lifted my legs to see if I could perform a footjob like that. After a bit of experimenting, I found that the two larger stools placed one behind the other would let me give a comfortable footjob. I waited for around twenty minutes, and then heard movement in the booth next door. The green light came on, so I went up to the Gloryhole.

It was difficult to see, but I could see movement in there. I heard the unmistakable sound of a fly being undone, and then some further grunts and groans before I heard what sounded like a belt buckle hitting the floor. I sat back on the stool and waited. I then heard a video playing and wondered if he was just in there to have a wank and watch a clip from a porn film.

After a few minutes of listening to that, I decided that this wasn’t for me, so I stood up ready to leave. Then suddenly a shiny purple cock was thrust through the Gloryhole. It wasn’t very big, maybe six inches long at the most, but it was quite thick and was standing to attention like a lightning rod. He’d fed his balls through too and they hung low and looked huge, with the scrotum skin very red. His gut was very visible through the slot and I realised he was an obese guy straight away. I could hear his heavy breathing through the wall. I looked closer at his cock and must admit it was an attractive cock. His foreskin was pulled all the way down and his cockhead was big and bulbous. Pretty much his entire cock was purple in colour and the skin was tight like he was as erect as he could possibly get.

He trusted me with his bareback cock – no condom. I had to decide whether I trusted him. I decided I should, so I sat on the stool closest to the Gloryhole and reached out with my right hand. I gripped his shaft and squeezed my fingers tightly around it. It was certainly a handful and felt as hard as it looked, it was very hot too. I slowly gave him a handjob and heard him groan through the wall. I cupped his balls with my left hand and they felt really heavy. I leant forward and while still giving him a slow handjob, I poked out my tongue and started to lick his cockhead. His groaning got loader as I did. I then tightly gripped around the base of his cock, squeezed his balls and sucked down over his cockhead.

As I energetically gave him a blowjob, I realised that it was a great cock, right up there with the best of them. It also belonged to a guy who I wouldn’t have paid any attention to outside of this Gloryhole. I didn’t care anymore, I just wanted to get my feet around it and make him cum. I wondered if he was going to cum in my mouth without warning, even risking getting banned for life. I think at that point, I wouldn’t have minded as I was enjoying sucking him off so much.

After a few minutes I pulled back and sat onto the stools as I had positioned them to give a footjob. I lifted my legs and realised that I hadn’t removed my sandals. I decided to proceed anyway and see what happened. So I placed them either side of his cock and slowly rubbed them up and down. The side of the sandal soles and my big toes were the only things in contact with his cock. After a couple of minutes of rubbing him like this, I flicked off my right thong sandal, which hit the floor with a thud and with my now naked right foot, pulled his cock horizontal so that it was resting on top of my left foot. Using the toes and the ball of my right foot, I dragged that foot back and forth over his cock, pressing it down onto the top of my left foot in the process.

He knocked gently on the wall, so I sped up. He knocked again louder, so I increased the pressure. He knocked a third time just as his cock let go. He groaned the loudest guttural groan I’ve ever heard as his cock erupted over my feet. Within seconds the top of my left foot was dripping cum all over the floor, my right sole was coated and he was still ejaculating. Just as his groaning continued, I continued rubbing my right foot over his cock. I could feel his cock throbbing as I rubbed. I could see his flabby stomach vibrate as he shook all over. I reckon it was thirty seconds of constant cum flow before he showed any signs of stopping.

I stopped moving my foot and held his cock tightly against the top of my left foot. Eventually he stopped groaning and shaking, but he wasn’t quiet, I could hear his panting through the wall. This big guy had just given his all, including the contents of his balls. My feet were literally dripping cum all over the floor. I could hear it land as it ran from the top of my left foot. It wasn’t just dripping onto the floor either, it was running down the sides of my foot and into my sandal. Eventually I could feel it running under my heel and I saw it drip from the gap between my heel and sandal.

His cock softened quickly, so I pulled my feet away. I watched his cock gradually curl down, whilst still dripping cum. Eventually, he pulled back and was gone from the Gloryhole. I heard his heavy breathing as he sorted himself out. Then the unmistakable sound of a fly being zipped up. A few seconds later, he left the booth, the green light went out and it all went quiet. I sat there looking at my feet. My left foot was still coated in cum. My right was gradually dripping dry. Then I looked down at the floor. His cum hadn’t just been dripping onto the floor, it had mainly dripped into my discarded right sandal. It was loaded with the stuff, as if three guys had just cum into it. My first thought was to scoop it up and lick it clean. Then the warnings about condoms and respecting the guy popped into my head. So I just slid my foot back into it instead.

It was then, that I decided I would never lick up any cum from a guy through a Gloryhole. I decided that no matter how much I was enjoying myself, I had to refrain from eating cum or having cum in my pussy in this situation. It could be anybody the other side of that wall.

I stood up and looked down at my feet. They looked like they had had some fun to say the least. I scrunched my right toes and felt, and saw cum squeeze through them. My left foot still looked like it had been in some weird Bukkake movie. Surprisingly, there wasn’t much cum actually on the linoleum, nor on the wall underneath the Gloryhole. I still felt the need to pull out some wipes and give it all a good wipe down. I eventually got around to my feet, carefully and thoroughly wiping them clean. I then slipped my now clean sandals back on and waited to see if anyone else appeared in the booth.

I waited around fifteen minutes, then gave up. I left the room and went back to see the manager guy.

“Did you get any action?” He asked as I approached the counter.

“Just the one big guy”. I replied.

“Big cock?” He asked.

“Not really, very hard though. He was a big guy, massively overweight”. I replied, “Did you tell him I was in there?”

“I told him. He was looking at the magazines. Never seen him before, but he was the only person in here, so I encouraged him to try it out. He was a bit nervous, so I told him that you were a novice too. He calmed down at that and was keen to give it a go”. He explained.

“He gave it a go alright, he nearly covered me in cum. I did my best to clean up in there, but he made a right mess”. I replied, neglecting to tell him that it was my feet that had been responsible.

“That’s alright, we’ll clean it up in there ready for next time”, He replied, “So are you going to come back when it is busier?”

“I think I will. In fact I will come back on Wednesday to see if any of them taxi drivers come in”. I replied confidently.

“Look, if you want more than one guy, then that is the day to do it. Even if only one driver comes in, word will soon get around and others will be right in here.” He replied, making it sound like they were ready at a moment’s notice.

And with that, I left, fully intended to return on the Wednesday.

Didi

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