And yes I got my birthday today... Fuck wish this was me and my wifey as birthday gift watching her getting fucked by another guy stranger đđđ„”đđ„
iâm sorry but i need to have sex. i need to feel a cock throbbing deep inside me while i ride it desperately or get pounded as hard as possible. i need to clench helplessly around something pulsing inside me and feel it rub against my walls with every thrust until iâm shaking.
(tw : dc!! sex work, free use, stuckage kinda, incest. i wonât hold you, this is gross all around.)
ok so. reader who works in one of those reverse gloryhole establishments. you know, the ones where people are stuck in a wall, top halves hidden behind it and bottom halves exposed for free use. itâs a bit of a kink for you, and the money is good. you get paid to just lay there and be licked and fingered and fucked without ever having to see anybodyâs face, itâs a win-win for you honestly.
the longer you work there, the more you begin to recognize your regulars. there are a lot of faceless holes to choose from, but they always seem to beeline it for yours, and thatâs flattering in a way. obviously you canât see them, but youâve learned to tell who they are by the feel of them, or by their little routines (one seems to enjoy just rubbing himself on your clit until he finishes, another comes near the end of the night to clean you up with his mouth and bust in his own fist), or by the way they sound when they cum.
but thereâs one in particular that really interests you.
for one, his cock is huge. the first time you took him you thought you would break. he was slow and gentle about it though, got you nice and lubed up and fucked you open on his fingers when he realized you couldnât take it right away. rubbed your thighs with those big, rough hands of his in encouragement the whole time he eased in, inch by agonizing inch. since then youâve gotten used to him, and thank god you did because now when he gives you all of him you see fucking stars. you can always expect to have an orgasm when he comes by. he fucks you so good, you almost wonder why heâs coming to an establishment like this in the first place.
the other thing that mystifies you is youâve never heard his voice. not a groan, not a curse, nothing. you spend a lot of your time laying there imagining what he must sound like. every time he empties himself inside you (he never does it anywhere else) youâre always hoping this will be the time that he makes some noise for you.
and one day, he finally does.
itâs a weird day. you slept through your alarm and were late for your day job, you made a small screw up that your boss was particularly ornery about, and to top it all off you got a call from your dad right before walking into this seedy side gig of yours. you ended up unloading on him about your day and he called you âsweetheartâ in that sympathetic dad voice of his. it made you feel a little guilty. a little gross. you ultimately tell yourself that youâre an adult who needs to pay rent, and what he doesnât know wonât hurt him.
itâs a damn relief that your favorite regular eventually shows up. you could use the release after the stressful day you had. and he gives it to you, multiple times. heâs really hogging you tonight, making you cum on his fingers and his cock like this is more about your pleasure than his. itâs like he knows your body so well that he can feel the tension of the day wound up in it.
with all those orgasms heâs given you, youâre extra sensitive. extra wet. heâs stretching you around his cock so good and hitting that spot inside you with such force that you know this next one is going to be different. he spits down on your pussy, stroke never faltering as he begins rubbing circles into your clit with his thumb. youâve never squirted before but youâve heard enough about them to know this feeling.
he pulls out when you do it. plays with your cunt and strokes himself as you gush. you make such a mess that you can hear it splashing down onto the floor below. itâs the most intense orgasm youâve ever had, pleasure wrung from your body so throughly that you feel you should emerge from the wall and thank him.
through the haze of your aftershocks, you hear his voice for the first time. gruff, encouraging, a little proud.
fatherly.
âthatâs it, sweetheart. good job.â
your stomach lurches with an all-consuming, abject horror.
your favorite regular â the one whose cock you think about when you go home, the one whose touch you imagine when the other clients arenât doing it for you, the one who makes you cum so hard your body tingles for hours after â is your dad. he has been your dad this whole time. and as he slides back in and resumes the pace youâve come to know so well, you are helpless to stop him. helplessly trapped in this wall for the duration of your shift with your dadâs thick, warm load steadily dribbling out of your pussy.
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