Secret glory hole diary

When I became a digital nomad, I knew I’d be doing a lot of traveling and seeing a lot of incredible things. I spent most of my time in Europe, going bar hopping and hiking. All in all, I was just a pretty average thirty-year-old woman.

I guess the one thing that was pretty unusual was my love for glory holes. 

I stumbled upon my first glory hole at a bar in Germany. It ended up being not just a bar, but a sex club. I wasn’t mad at this realization, because it seemed to be a pretty fun place. There were topless women on the dance floor, two men making out against the far wall, and a room filled with plenty of fun sexual accessories like a set of wooden stocks.

But it was the booths that caught my eye. They seemed like confessional booths with curtains covering them, so I figured they were just private places for people to go get fucked. The second I saw one open up, I decided to go in it by myself just to see.

I wasn’t expecting to be met by a huge cock being shoved through a hole in the wall! It was a thick white cock, with a large mushroom head glistening with precum.

“Um. . .” I said dumbly, not sure what to do. Most people would have probably just turned around, but I couldn’t help it that my pussy was pulsating just from the sight of this cock.

“Suck it,” said the cock’s owner, his voice muffled through the wall. He pushed it further through the hole.

I dropped down to my knees and hesitantly began to wrap my tongue around his head. He seemed to like that and started to thrust his way slowly into my mouth. The more I sucked his cock, the more I started to relax. I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the repetitive rhythm of my head bobbing up and down on his shaft.

I only jolted back to reality when he sprayed his cum straight down my throat. I hadn’t been expecting it, but I didn’t mind. I swallowed up every last drop. 

I was about to leave the booth, but his cock was quickly replaced by another one! This one was longer but skinnier, so even though my mouth had begun to ache, I was easily able to take it between my lips.

“Fuuuuuck,” I could hear him moan through the wall. 

I loved hearing his sounds of satisfaction. It made me want to suck him off even harder and faster, so I did. It didn’t take long for him to send more cum down my throat.

After that experience, I think I became officially addicted to glory holes. I started searching for them in every city I went.

I found one in Paris and ended up sucking four dicks in one night. I had so much cum in my belly by the end of it all. They had ranged in size from tiny to extra-large. My lips and jaw were so achy when I got back to my hotel, and it was a sexy, fun reminder of the night I had had.

There was a glory hole in Amsterdam that excited me the most. This one had holes at varying heights so you could suck cock or you could fuck it. There were tables inside the booths, so if you wanted to, you could lay back and let a cock fuck you through the hole.

I had already sucked two cocks that night, but when I reached between my legs, I realized how wet I was and knew that I wanted more. A cock appeared in the middle hole of the wall, so I spread back on the table and scooted my pussy closer to it.

The stranger instantly shoved his cock into my wet hole and began to fuck me as I stared up at the ceiling. There was something insanely hot about my body being used by an anonymous, faceless cock. I felt so slutty and dirty, so of course I ended up cumming. My orgasm made the whole booth fill up with my cries and moans and quickly elicited a climax from the stranger. He ended up pulling his cock out of my pussy and coating me in cum. Once the cock was gone from the hole in the wall, I wiped the cum across my pussy lips, smearing it in against me. 

I visited that glory hole in Amsterdam a few times. I actually started to recognize some of the cocks. There was one in particular that had a piercing right on its head, and that one felt amazing when it was buried inside me. I let him fuck me a few times, and I sucked him off even more than that.

I headed to England and let someone in a glory hole take my anal virginity. I knew most people would preferred to have done this with someone they trusted, but I had become so addicted to glory holes that this made sense for me. It appealed to me the most.

I gave myself an enema before heading to my new spot. It was an underground club that looked pretty sketchy from the outside but was cool and dark on the inside. It felt like I was in a sex dungeon. The lights were red and low. There were quite a few people here, and I wondered whose cock belonged to which man.

The glory hole was behind a flimsy curtain in the bathroom. I got behind the curtain, pulled it shut, and then pulled down my panties. I had a bottle of lube in my purse, so I coated my asshole in the cool gel and shoved my butt right up against the hole. 

It didn’t take long for a cock to appear. The head of it began prodding and poking at my tight hole. I wish I had thought to write “my first time!” on my asshole, because I knew the guy would love knowing he was taking my anal virginity. 

He went nice and slowly. It was easy to control the thrusts of his cock because I could simply just pull away. He wasn’t able to grab onto my waist and hold me against him. 

“Holy shit,” I groaned. 

His cock was average-sized. It hurt slightly at first, but I had used enough lube that it wasn’t so bad after the first few seconds. My asshole began to open up to accommodate his cock, and any discomfort quickly gave way to pleasure. The man began to plunge his cock over and over into my asshole while I moaned and shrieked behind the curtain.

To my horror, a woman came into the bathroom and pulled the curtain back, exposing me. She was beautiful, blonde, and maybe ten years older than me.

“You took my spot!” she said, but she wasn’t angry. If anything, she couldn’t take her eyes away from me getting my ass fucked. “I was here for my turn.”

“I’m sorry,” I panted. “I’ll be quick.”

She stood there and watched me as I came. She even leaned over to brush my hair away from my face, which I thought was sweet. 

“I’m Alexandra,” she said gently, smiling at me. “I’ve never seen you here before.”

I grinned, still weak from the orgasm. “Yeah, this is my first time.”

The man pumped my ass full of cum two seconds later, and I loved how I could feel every single drop in a way I couldn’t when a man filled my pussy.

A new cock appeared at the hole, and I moved to the side to let Alexandra take over. She was on her knees by the time I left the bathroom.

My final glory hole adventure involved both myself and Alexandra. We found a bar notorious for their glory holes, and they had one that was designed for two women side-by-side. So we went there and ended up having a cock-sucking marathon! We rested our knees on two pillows beside each other and the cocks just started coming through the holes.

We worked hard that evening. I think we each sucked 12 cocks and swallowed 12 loads of cum. Doing all that turned us both on, however, so we spun around and helped each other get our pussies nicely used through the hole. 

By the time I left England, I felt like I had seen every glory hole that Europe had to offer me. I know it’s not what most people think of when they think of traveling the world, but it was a lot of fun and kept me satisfied. It was impossible to be homesick when there was a new cock every day to suck or fuck. Plus, it was nice not to have to deal with the drama of being face-to-face with the guys. 

The constant cum and orgasms didn’t hurt either. . .