Glory Hole Orgy

I asked for a ticket to the back. I he asked me if it was the first time in the store. I told him it was and he told me the first visit was on the house. That he would buzz me in when I got to the door. Once in side the dimly lit room I see there were about 20 mini booths back to back in the center of the room and at the far end of the room a door marked theater.
Not wanting to look to eager I went into one of the mini booths in the middle. Selected a channel slipped my panties off, hiked up my skirt, grabbed my cock and sat down. I had sat down in the middle of a puddle of cum someone had left in the plastic chair. How fucking nasty I thought but then again it was kind of a nice present to leave behind. The booth and the room smelled like stale cum and the booth floor was sticky with loads of cum that had been spent from many cocks. I lit a menthol cigarette to mask the smell of the goo on the floor and in my seat.

I heard a man clear his throat in the booth next to me and look at the hole in the wall through which his finger was sticking. As he with drew his finger from the hole I stuck two of my fingers through the hole showing him my long red finger nails and my sissy rings. He had to know by this action I was a sissy cock sucker and I wanted to play with his penis. I was not long before his cock poked through the wall in all its glory. I stood up squatted down and slide his cock between my painted lips. It took a couple minutes of sucking before I had his cock filling my oral cavity with his yummy cum. He withdrew his spent cock and left his booth. Soon the door to the booth open and another man entered the booth. I heard him drop coins in the video machine.

I again put my two fingers through the glory hole and with drew them and waited. There was no reaction from the other side of the wall. I repeated the finger sign that I want to suck his cock and still no response from him. I took a cigarette out of my cigarette case and put my head close to the opening. In the softest, fem voice I whispered, “Do you have a lit Sweetie?” His hand cam through the hole holding a bic and he flicked the lighter. I bent over and lit my smoke and as he withdrew the lighter I exhaled smoke through the hole.