Glory Hole Phone Sex – Making A Little Extra Money. – Part 1

As far as glory hole phone sex went this one wasn’t too bad. Yeah, there is cum down the wall but there was also a bucket in the corner with soapy water and clean rags by it. Whoever is in charge of this place, they show a caring side.

Rare at a truck stop like this. I had worked it out with the other girls. This is my evening to enjoy myself in the glory hole phone sex. They would steer clear when they found out I was strapped for money and needed to make some fast cash. Oh it always makes me feel so primal. 

The stall next to the end one had marker on the wall:

Mouth- 40,  Pussy- 50, Ass- 60

It was simple and to the point. The hole isn’t obvious at first; it’s  behind the toilet paper hole which lifts out of place. A simple arrow from the prices to it showed. I’m hoping to have a busy night since it was Friday, but who knew?

As I saw the cum on the wall I went and grabbed a rag. I didn’t mind being messy but I didn’t need to kneel in it when I haven’t been paid yet. A girl has to have some lines! Even with truckers, I was now closed inside the stall and had just wiped and cleaned it down. The whole time feeling my pussy get wetter and wetter.

The mere thought of having a strangers cock in one of my three holes and hopefully multiple strangers is so thrilling. I need a little fun in my life anyways. Making money while I was at it is just a perk. A hard cock is a thrill knowing that I won’t see the guy is just the icing on the cake. 

As I sit there and I hear the bathroom door open. Listening quietly I wait as I hear you take a piss in the urinal and then wash your hands and chuckle to yourself. Oh, your voice was deep! You know, just how you’d imagine a truckers to be. I love it. My muscles clench when I hear you walking back entering the stall next to mine.

I hear a knock on the stall wall and then I see the light shining through the hole.

You’ve moved the toilet paper holder in the bathroom and I knew it was time for me to prove my worth. I knew not to talk. You can hear me moving around. This is a no contact transaction of the most primal. As I wait patiently I can hear you ruffling around in your wallet. My patience is being tested. I am feeling like such a needy whore in this glory hole phone sex. That’s when I hear you clear your throat and shove $40 dollars in the hole. Yay, blowjob!

Smiling, I take it and wait for my first sight of your cock. That’s when you give me a surprise: a huge soft cock for me to swallow. Usually the guys were ready to go in a glory hole phone sex. This means I get to play some and can take every last inch into my mouth before you get too large. 

Come back on 4/27 to check out Part 2 of my bleeding story!
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