1. I Dare You (Part 3)


    Date: 1/22/2017, Categories: Bisexual, Author: digger66, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    back no more, I came. It felt like I dumped a gallon down his throat. Pulling back, I said, “You are a good little slut.” I sat down and relaxed. I looked back at Marc. He waited for another cock from the other booth, but none appeared. He gathered himself together, stood up, and unlocked the door. I wanted to have more fun with him, so I made sure I walked out of my booth at the same time he walked out of his. We almost ran into each other. “Marc, funny seeing you here.” He turned three shades of red. He knew it had been me whom he just sucked off. In fact, I could see some cum on his face. “I… I,” he stammered. “Having a good lunch break? Getting some stress relief, eh?” Shyly, with his head lowered, he said, “Ahh… ummm... just checking out a few films.” “Kay tells me that you are going out of town for a couple of weeks,” I said. He lifted his face, and said in a normal voice, “Yeah. I’m off to Pittsburgh for over two weeks.” “That’ll be stressful. I hope Cynthia is giving you a little relief before you go.” Looking right in the eyes, I added, “Like you just gave me.” He lowered his head again, and after a moment, he sheepishly said, “She doesn’t give me that kind of relief.” “Well, did you get some here today?” “No,” he admitted. “I was helping other people.” “Helping can be fun,” I said. His head picked up and eyes opened. I suggested, “Maybe you should try a different booth for some relief.” “I will,” and he walked past me into booth #7. I quickly moved into booth #8. ...
    We both got our machines going. Marc pulled out his cock and started stroking it. I leaned toward the gloryhole and stuck my face against the wall. I darted my tongue back and forth through the hole. Marc wasted no time. His five inch cock slipped through the gloryhole and past my lips. I held my mouth against the wall and he fucked it. By angling the right way I took him all in. After just a few minutes, I felt his cum splash on to my tongue. It was a lot. I swallowed as much as I could, but some leaked out of the corners of my mouth. After Marc pulled out, I said, “Yummy.” He said, “Thanks.” I made sure we left the booths at the same time. “Did you get some relief?” I asked. “Yeah. Thanks for the advice about trying a different booth.” “Don’t mention it. Ya know, while you’re in Pittsburgh, you shouldn’t let your stress build up too high. It sucks being away from home. You might want to check out for places like this.” He thanked me again. I wished him luck on his trip. Marc walked out of the hall. I straightened myself out and walked out to the front to talk to Scott. “That guy come in a lot?” I asked, pointing at Marc as he left the building. “A couple of times a week.” “Doesn’t surprise me. I know the guy, and his wife is a prude. Maybe he should buy her one of those fancy vibrators.” We chuckled. We talked a little more about the improvements he was going to make like painting the booths and changing the screens, and adding tissue boxes and wastebaskets. I suggested that ...