This week’s call confession makes me smile. He could be anyone, and when it comes to the seedy underbelly of his city, he is truly nameless and faceless. His mouth and ass are community property, and he just can’t get enough.

Well, that’s one way to spend an evening….

Forget dinner and a movie. No, this man lives to dress like a slut and accompany his friends to an adult bookstore. We all know the atmosphere there! In the back of the establishment is where the real party starts. Yes, the gloryhole, a cocksuckers’ delight. The booths call out his name, the floor is dingy and everything smells like sex. It thrills him, and he can’t wait to jump right in. But he’s not solo tonight, remember. No, a woman and her husband are with him, his friends. Both he and the woman plan to suck cock while her husband watches and is serviced, too.

He has played like this with the wife before. They make it a game. Who can suck more, who can fuck more? Her husband is always willing to drive them there to play. Side by side, the man and his friends’ wife gurgle and slurp together. Cum spurts and they suck every drop in a frenzy. Soon, sucking is not enough. The man and the wife are ready to offer even more to the patrons of the bookstore. These complete strangers are more than ready to take it from them.

Backin’ it up….

It’s not hard to find someone willing to pound any hole that’s offered. The husband joins others in enjoying his wife and the man. Ever the competition, the wife and the man squeal and moan as their bodies jut and shudder with every thrust. Their grunts fuel them and feed the other. Soon, they are backing up hard into the cocks of countless strangers. There are no names and they lose count. Their asses stretch and sag and are overfilled. They seep and drip and do not care. When all have had their fill, their evening draws to a close. They are sore and blissful, almost drunk with pleasure. The husband and his wife drop the man off at home and he calls me to reminisce. He’s still stretched, still smiling.

I love a buttslut, and their unquenchable thirst for more. More than that, I love all their dirty confessions.

Their secrets are my playground, their names are in my vault.

 

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