The glory holes.
We have had a few plays in the glory holes at different clubs, mainly with each other, but some that just happened to involve others.
We know they aren't everyone's cup of tea, they do have a bit of a seedy/sleazy feel about them when you first experience them, but something draws you back to them.
We have only used the ones at the clubs we visit. This tale is about our last visit to a club that is quite a distanc from us. We met up with a bunch of friends we hadn't seen for a while to catch up and so on. But let's get to the interesting parts.
We decided to have a look around the rooms of the club and see what was happening. It was a fairly busy night, couples were playing in the hot tubs, most every room had someone playing in them. Some were using their floggers and spanking in the fetish rooms/dungeons, the sounds of hand and leather on skin cracking and echoing down the halls and mingling with the other sounds of sex that was coming from the locked rooms and the atmosphere was an exciting one.
This particular club is classed as a 'wet' club, meaning it is one with steam rooms, saunas, hot tubs, so the dress code is ladies either in towels or lingerie, men in boxer shorts or towels. Mrs A was in her lingerie and heels and carrying her drink, I was in boxer shorts with a towel slung over my shoulder.
We carried on our journey around the club and it's winding stairways and floors, then came to the glory hole. As you step into the room, it is quite dark, but has red and white lighting that gives off a dim glow.
There is a raised platform with a bench styled bed to your right, then three cubicles facing you. The left hand cubicle is attached to the wall, with the other two joined on leading to the right.
If you can imagine a birds eye view from above, they are set out like the letter H's ... HHH, but all joined together, with holes on all sides of the dividing walls, and doors on the the entrance side. There is a small, narrow corridor that leads behind the cubicles.
So, we walked in, me leading and Mrs A following carrying her drink. We could hear faint noises and saw that the doors were closed, meaning the stalls were occupied (a good sign).
We could see feet under the doors, it appeared to be a couple in the middle and single men either side. We took in the surroundings as our eyes adjusted to the red and white lights and the darkness. Then we made our way forward to see what was happening behind on the other side. As we stopped near the middle cubicle, we could see through the three holes in the dividing walls, two placed at breast height the were circular, one at groin height that is a rectangular, but rounded hole. Everyone was naked, one couple in the middle, a man in either side. The left hand side had a Turkish looking man in, tanned, plump and hairy, with a cock he was pushing through a hole into the couples side. The female of the couple was stroking the cock poking through, her male partner was feeling her boobs and rubbing her pussy.
The Turkish bloke saw us looking and pulled his cock from the woman's grip and turned to present his cock to us through the hole on our side.
It was chunky and around 6 or so inches, twitching and bobbing throught the hole. Mrs A looked at me, I looked at her, then she looked back at the cock. She looked back at me and shook her head in a 'no' gesture, that one wasn't for her.
He withdrew his cock and went back to the couple. We took a few steps towards the end cubicle. There was a white man in there, slim and toned, who was watching the couple in the middle. He saw us both standing there and he stepped up to the hole and a large 7.5 - 8 inch and quite thick, hard cock slowly appeared.
Mrs A was watching the couple, so I tapped her and pointed towards the bloke stood with his large stiff cock on display.
She took a look, pushed her drink in my hands as she got a glint in her eyes, walked passed me and just dropped into a squatting position and took hold of his cock!
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