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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is the (mostly true) tale of the next step on my long journey to where I find myself today, please comment – feedback both good and bad is equally welcome.
I met with Pat a couple more times at the isolated car park, our fun being pretty much a repeat of the first meeting. We talked a lot more, and she told me about another place which she called “The Cottage” that she liked going to occasionally which was better known, and frequented by men (and occasionally TVs) for anonymous sexual encounters. I remember saying it didn’t sound very safe, and Pat told me that sometimes it can get a bit “hairy” which was why she had mentioned it to me. She would like to go there, but would like to take me, so that we could look out for each other.
I agreed, and so the next adventure began ...
We met at the usual car park, the usual time, but it was winter now so it was dark. Pat then got into my car, and was looking different this time. Her usual dark bob was gone, and she had a longer curly brunette wig on. She said that the bob was her “best” wig, and given some of the action that goes on at the cottage she didn’t want to get it messed up. She was wearing a pair of leather thigh boots, with a matching leather mini skirt, and a leopard print tee shirt. From the view I got from the interior light I could see her makeup was more heavily applied, and looked very tarty. I very much liked the look, and told her so. En route to the cottage she told me that there was likely to be a few “players” there but also that there would be several “watchers”, and also explained the etiquette of such places, stressing that the most important rule was that no means no.
After about 15 minutes we pulled into a car park which was separated from the main road by a small copse of trees. At the far end of the car park was a low building which as we got closer I could see was a public toilet. There was only one other car there at the time, and that was empty. We came to a halt, and Pat explained that there were three cubicles in the gents, one of which has a hole cut in at waist height, it was known as a “Glory Hole”, and she was sure I could guess what it was for. We got out of the car and I must admit I felt nervous as hell. Pat took me by the hand and we walked into the toilets, her heels making a delicious clicking sound on the hard floor.
As we entered I saw the cubicles, and a quick check proved them all to be empty. Pat led me into the end one and shut the door with us both inside. As the door closed I saw there was a round hole about 6” in diameter cut through the divider to the next cubicle at waist height. There was also a smaller hole drilled through a bit higher up. I was told this was a peep hole. Pat put the toilet seat down and sat on it, then hung a sheet of toilet paper over the glory hole. She lit a cigarette and said “Well we just have to wait now.” As we waited she stroked my cock, through my trousers and then unzipped me, pulling me out. Between drags on her cigarette she sucked and licked me (which I guess must be where my smoking fetish originates!).
After a few minutes, we heard footsteps entering the toilet, and then the door to the next cubicle closed. The paper over the glory hole moved, and a pen wrapped in another sheet appeared from next door. Pat unwrapped the paper, and written on it were the words “Age? Likes?” Pat wrote “32yo TV loves cock” and pushed the pen and paper back. Almost instantly, the paper over the Glory Hole fell way, and there was an erect penis being pushed through. Pat invited me to touch it but I declined, so she took hold of it and gently rolled back the skin. I heard a sigh from next door and a voice said “Oh yes”. Pat then leant forward and took the end if the cock in her mouth, sliding her lips up and down, at the same time holding the shaft and slowly wanking it. Her other hand reached up and took hold of my hard cock, wanking it to the same rhythm. After a disappointingly short period of time, there was a groan from next door, some frantic thrusts from the cock at the hole, and then it was withdrawn back from the hole. Pat looked at me, swallowed and said, “Well that was quick.” I asked if he had come, and Pat said he had, but there was not very much “He must have had a wank earlier” She dabbed her lips, reapplied some lipstick and said, “Now we wait for round two!”
It wasn’t long before we heard the door in the next cubicle close again. Again the same process; pen, paper, message, cock through the hole. Only this time the cock looked enormous. I had certainly never seen anything like it before, and only once or twice since have I ever encountered such a monster. Pat looked at me and mouthed the words “Fucking Hell!” she looked genuinely shocked. I again declined to touch, preferring to watch. Pat wrapped her hand around the shaft, her finger tips barely meeting. There was a good 3” protruding beyond her hand, which she proceeded to lick. I watched as her tongue lapped along the length of the shaft, and then saw her push the tip of her tongue into the slit at the end. Finally, when the cock was nice and wet, Pat lowered her mouth to it, taking as much as she could into her mouth. I saw her try to take it into her throat, but she began to cough and retch. She said out loud “I am sorry darling, too big for deep throat.” There was a chuckle from next door and a voice said “you are doing fine” So Pat resumed sliding her mouth up and down, her lips stretched around its freakish girth. I was mesmerised. After a while the cock disappeared back into the hole, and a hand appeared. Pat stood up and the hand was followed by an arm. As I watched the hand groped Pat under her skirt, the other guy was obviously having a good feel, and from the movement, I could tell he was stroking her cock. She turned to face me and bent forward at the waist. There wasn’t a great deal of room in the cubicle, but I managed to get myself positioned in front of her. Looking over I could see Pat was taking two fingers up her from the stranger, and as this was going on she took me into her mouth. She made little whimpering noises as she thrust back towards the Glory Hole, and took my cock into her throat.
This went on for a short while, and then the hand disappeared. The pen and paper appeared again at the hole and the message read “Meet outside?” Pat wrote “OK” and we heard the next door cubicle open. Pat opened the door, and we too stepped outside. Stood in front of us was a guy in his 50’s, about 5’6”, balding, with a bit of a beer belly. Not quite what I expected! It was definitely our man though; his huge cock was still sticking out of his flies. We said our hellos, then Pat squatted and took him in her mouth again. I felt a bit left out at this stage, and also a bit jealous! I just stood watching, slowly stroking my own cock. The stranger then reached out his hand and took hold of me, stroking my erection as Pat sucked his. I wasn’t sure I wanted that but went with the flow, and actually started to enjoy myself. I reached forward and took hold of the base of his cock, wanking it into Pat’s mouth. Pat just said “Mmmmm” and carried on sucking. I felt the cock in my hand suddenly harden, and its owner said he was about to cum. He pushed my hand away, and pushed Pat’s head back, tugging furiously on his own cock. Pat remained crouched, looking up with her mouth open. With a growl, the stranger pointed his huge member at Pat’s face, and a stream of cum shot out hitting Pat on her chin. She moved her mouth and the second spurt went straight in with the next few hitting her lips and cheeks. He looked at her and said “You fucking slut”, then just turned and walked out. “Charming” was Pat’s reply as she cleaned her face up with some tissue. She then looked at me and giggled, “Oh my, that was bloody huge” I had to agree, he certainly had nothing to be ashamed of!
We decided that we should go outside, and walked back to the car. I saw there were a few other cars parked outside, each with someone sat in the driver’s seats. We returned to my car, and I was about to start the engine when Pat stopped me. She instead turned on the interior light, and leant over to my lap. She proceeded to give me a very vigorous blow job, her head bobbing up and down. In no time at all there were three guys stood outside my car all watching through the windows. Pat suggested we get out, I wasn’t sure about that but she was very persuasive! So sure enough we got out of the car, and moved to the rear, where the lights from the toilet provided some illumination. My trousers and pants were round my ankles, and Pat was bent stood in front of me, skirt pulled up, rubbing herself against my erection. In front of her stood a guy with his dick in his hand so Pat bent forward at the waist, and took him in her mouth. In doing so she exposed herself to me. I took a condom from my pocket, rolled it on and slipped into her already lubed passage. I slowly fucked her, as I watched her suck the guy in front of her. Another guy was rubbing her arse, and wanking himself; whilst the last guy stood a few paces back and just watched. I heard a groan, and it was obvious that Pat was getting another mouthful of cum. The guy stroking her bum then moved and took his turn. He was more active than the other guy and was thrusting much more animatedly than the previous one. Poor old Pat was getting bumped backwards and forwards between us!
I lost sight of the last guy, but suddenly and unexpectedly I felt a hand on my bare arse. A finger worked its way between my cheeks and I felt my hole being probed. This put me off my stroke for a bit, but before I could say anything I felt the familiar stirrings and knew I was close to coming. The finger tickled my arse, and I felt my orgasm build. Just as I was at the point of no return, I felt the finger slide inside, and with a shout I ejaculated inside Pat. My legs nearly gave way, the feeling was so intense. I withdrew, and rolled the condom off only to feel a mouth close around my deflating cock and begin sucking me clean. I looked down and saw it was the last guy, the one I had lost sight of. After about a minute of sucking, he stood and without a word he walked away. I guess Pat’s final lover had come too, because he was also walking away. Within a minute, all the other cars had driven off, leaving just Pat and me stood next to my car.
Pat and I chatted for a bit, and it was at this point I realised that although Pat had taken four loads (five including mine) she was yet to cum herself. I mentioned this and she said I shouldn’t worry as she had really enjoyed herself anyway. This didn’t strike me as fair, so I slid my hand up under her skirt, and took hold of her stiff clitty, and began stroking it. She leant back against the car, and closed her eyes. That was the moment that I decided to take my experiences to the next stage, I crouched in front of Pat and took her into my mouth. “Are you sure you want to?” she asked, and I replied that it was definitely what I wanted. I was thrilled at the feeling, her hardness penetrating my mouth, feeling and tasting and smelling her all at the same time. She lit a cigarette and casually smoked as I tried to do for her what she had done for me before. I pulled her foreskin back and felt the smoothness of the head sliding over my tongue. I took it as deeply as I could, trying (unsuccessfully) not to gag. I was lost in the sensation learning to love the act of giving pleasure. After some time, Pat began to gasp, and told me she was going to come. I have to admit that I bottled it, and withdrew my mouth but continued wanking her. I felt her clitty twitch, and a gush of warm cum hit me on my right cheek. I flinched but kept stroking, and I ended up with the rest down the front of my shirt. I apologised for losing my nerve, but Pat sweetly smiled and told me not to worry, she had enjoyed herself anyway.
We both got back into the car, and I drove her back to where we had left hers. We said our goodbyes, kissed and thanked each other. Pat then drove off leaving me sat in a pitch black car park in the middle of nowhere with a million and one thoughts and feelings spinning round my head. |
Next story might well include sox n sliders
