The cock growing inside my mouth turned me on, and once it was erect, I began to bob slowly back and forth on the medium sized cock. I heard moans from the other side of the wall, which enhanced my eagerness to please, and I shifted to a faster pace. The voice on the other side groaned again, and I bobbed on the cock sticking through the wall like a porn star. Such focused sucking had the cock spewing his load down my throat in only a couple of minutes. Once it was spent, the cock slipped out of my mouth and disappeared from the hole. No please, no thank you, the entire brief encounter had been completed without a word exchanged.
Seconds later, as the exhilaration of the slutty deed warmed me, a much bigger, already fully erect nine-inch cock poked through the hole. I briefly looked at Mariah with a ‘holy-shit-is-that-huge’ look on my face. Mariah pointed out the barbed wire tattoo wrapped around the base of it and we exchanged a ‘Wow’ look. I opened my mouth and decided to really enjoy this decorated and massive cock. I swirled my tongue in constant circles around the wide mushroom top, teasing the monster. I continued this for a couple of minutes before slowly taking more of the big cock in my mouth.
“That’s it slut, take all of mah big cock,” the stranger on the other side of the wall drawled, hillbilly style.
The twangy words only encouraged me and I did exactly as requested, gradually accepting more and more of it into my mouth and before long, into my throat. Soon I was in a reasonably slow rhythm, incrementally taking a bit more all the time. Unlike the first cock that I’d sucked fast and furiously, this much bigger cock deserved special attention and patience if I was eventually going to take it all, which I really wanted to do.
More moaning came from the stranger behind the wall. “Fuck, slut, y’all are one great cock sucker. But ah betcha can’t take it all.”
Never one to back away from a challenge, I began bobbing back and forth harder, my goal to get all nine inches in my mouth. I was always determined to be the best at everything I did and if I was going to suck a stranger’s cock, I was going to do it right. I was going to deep throat this big cock. The next two inches totally filled my mouth as I gradually took more and more with each advance. However, as I attempted the eighth inch, I couldn’t fathom how I could get any more in. Struggling to control my gag reflex I pushed on, determined to do the seemingly impossible… to get all nine inches past my lips.
Tears were flooding my eyes as I persevered through the gag factor and got the final inch down my throat and the barbed wire tattoo past my lips.
“Criminy, she did it,” the faceless stranger announced, impressed.
A rush of euphoria filled me at reaching my goal. Having accomplished it, I now focused on getting this hayseed off. I returned to porn star sucking: fast and furious.
“Sheeeeiiiit!” grunted the nameless horse cock.
I would have loved to feel this big cock in my cunt, but settled on the task at hand, soon feeling his sticky goo sliding down my throat. Like most men, a couple of minutes of concentrated fast-paced sucking and he was shooting his wad down my throat.
Once he was spent, he pulled out and complimented, “That was amazing, ma’am. Ah hope ta see y’all here again sometime.”
I warmed at the compliment before another cock, much smaller, replaced the big one in the hole. The next couple of hours I swallowed nearly two dozen loads of cum as I sucked a smorgasbord of cocks.
“I think that could be arranged,” the older man agreed, before adding, “You can take her to room two, it’s just down the hallway where the bathroom sign is.”
“Thanks,” Mariah smiled and led the pet on all fours pet to a dirty back room.
Once in the room, Mariah led her to a hole in the wall and explained, “Get each guy off, and I want every guy to leave his cum on your face and hair.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Sandra said, surprised by the order and slightly disappointed, already craving the taste of cum.
Mariah left the room to instruct the men they were to warn her slut when they were about to come.
After a couple of minutes of waiting, the first cock popped through the hole. Sandra assumed, correctly, that the small, wrinkled cock was that of the older man from the register. She opened her mouth and took the shriveled cock between her lips. It took longer than usual to get the old cock fully erect, and way longer than usual to get him off. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity for Sandra, the old man mumbled he was about to come. Sandra quickly took her mouth away from the cock and switched to jerking the cock off as she placed her face directly in front of the imminent cum-shooter.
“Keep your mouth closed, slut!” Mariah corrected her.
Sandra closed her mouth and… oh yes… her eyes, and pumped the small cock until she felt the first sprays shoot across her nose, forehead and hair.
When Sandra opened her eyes, the cashier’s cock had disappeared and was quickly replaced by a semi-hard larger one. Sandra replicated the blow job process, working on quantity over quality. Obviously younger, the next one only took three minutes before she heard the warning he was about to come. She again took the cock out of her mouth, stroked the decent sized cock and closed her eyes, waiting for her facial. Once again she felt the sticky goo hit her face, this time more on her chin, lips and cheeks.
The next couple of hours, an hour longer than originally bartered for, was a Groundhog Day of sorts as Sandra opened her eyes, saw a new cock waiting for her, sucked it until a warning came and pumped, waiting for the facial. Soon she got a bit playful, presenting the top or side of her head to be anointed. Finally after eighteen cocks, the hole remained empty.
Mariah waited a full minute, then walked over to her cum-covered pet and reached down for the leash. Up close, she couldn’t believe how much cum was covering this mother of one. Except for her eyes, her face and the entire top and sides of her head were coated with white, fragrant goo. She stood back up, and twitched the leash, leading an exhausted Sandra as she crawled out.
Sandra’s humiliation grew as she was led out of the glory hole and back into the public area of the store, looking almost as if she’d dipped her entire head into a vat of semen. Only a few people were in the store, but each one stared at the strange, almost otherworldly spectacle.
A girl audibly gasped at the sight, while her boyfriend stared in awe.
Mariah led her white-headed pet to the man at the register and asked, “Are we square?”
“Yes, ma’am,” the older man said, looking down at the cum-drenched cock sucker.
“Excellent,” Mariah said and led Sandra to the door and out to the parking lot. Once they were outside, Mariah allowed Sandra to stand and walk to the car. Before they got in, Mariah went to the trunk and grabbed a large bath towel to wrap around the back and sides of Sandra’s head to protect the car upholstery from the mess.
Once in, Mariah quipped, “Home, James.”
Sandra started the car and drove in silence, petrified she may have to stop at a red light. A couple of minutes into the drive home, Mariah surprised her cum-covered slave by announcing, “I’m kind of hungry, how about you?”
Truthfully Sandra was famished, but the thought of going to a restaurant was mortifying, so she lied. “No, not really, Mistress.”
“Really? You seemed to be working pretty hard back there,” Mariah assessed, not buying the lie.
“I can make us something at home,” Sandra offered.
“Nonsense, you’ve worked hard enough. Go through the McDonald’s drive-through up ahead,” Mariah ordered, pointing to one on their right.
Sandra wanted to plead not to make her do this, but she knew that once Mariah had made a decision, she wasn’t going to change her mind. So reluctantly, she signaled right and pulled into a drive-through lane.
Mariah asked, “Sure you don’t want anything? I’m buying.”
Sandra’s belly rumbled and figuring since she was being forced to go through the drive-through either way, she may as well eat. “I guess I could use a bite.”
Mariah joked, “Be careful what you wish for,” snapping her teeth together.
Sandra pulled up to the speaker to order. “Welcome to McDonald’s, you may order when ready.”
Mariah leaned across and ordered. “A quarter pounder combo with a sprite, please.”