Eloise Impersonates a Gloryhole Whore

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Eloise Impersonates a Gloryhole Whore

Eloise sat there, hips tucked back, knees next to her cheeks, feet dangling in front of her, and listened to the conversation taking place on the other side of her impromptu venue for some ‘stress relief’ that involved plunging an 8-inch silicone cock into her dripping snatch. Moments ago, she was tweaking her nipple with one hand and furiously rubbing her sensitive clit with a pair of fingers from the other. Moans were streaming out of her mouth in a boundless cascade of obscene lewdness. She had her eyes shut, and she was doing her best to block out the fact that it was her hand on her breast, and it was her manipulating a fake dick that she was impaling herself on. In her mind’s eye, she was enjoying the swinging dick of someone who had found her in her most vulnerable of moments. But she definitely didn’t want to actually be caught. So, when her phone jingled unapologetically from her bag, it was the worst possible thing that could’ve happened. She had always been a jumpy, skittish individual – which is why, she suspected, that she -had such a penchant for the adrenaline-imparting act of getting naughty in public like she was a moment ago – so, naturally, she butterfingered the ooey-gooey plastic schlong right out of her hand. She yelped in surprise at that, too, and craned her back forward so she could get a front row seat of the toy rolling right under the stall door and into the view of the two girls who had joined her. “Fuck.” Eloise thought to herself. “What the fuck.. ?” chimed one of the girls after a pause that Eloise assumed was taken up by the pair of peppy chicks staring incredulously at the inexplicably appearing sex toy. “Taryn, don’t be stupid, it’s four o’clock. She’s just early. Getting warmed up, I guess” said the other girl Eloise betted wasn’t also named Taryn. “Oh, right! I almost forgot. Good timing, I guess. Normally, I’m never here in time for her,” giggled the more svelte, deeper voice belonging to Taryn. “You’re up first, then. I’ve had her suck me about a dozen times already this month,” spoke not-Taryn. “So sweet of you, skank.” Eloise listened to the stall door open next to her, watched a pair of sneakers shuffle into the cramped enclosure, and then heard the stall door close behind her. Her heart was racing. What the fuck was going on? Who did they think she was? “So, I just put it through here? Fuck– I’m hard just thinking about this,” echoed the girl in the juxtaposing stall. Her question was answered by the cheerleader who stayed put out next to the mirror. “Yep. Stick it through, and she’ll do her thing.” “Alright, if you say so. She’s not crazy, or nothin’, right?” “A dozen of my loads pumped into her belly says ‘no.’ Just do it, bitch!” Eloise listened to Taryn giggle, then she watched the toilet paper dispenser rattle back and forth before swinging down on the only remaining bolt that mounted it to the wall. In its place was a gaping hole punched into the particle board. As she studied this opening in the privacy barrier, she watched something that was thicker, darker-skinned, and more veiny than the inauthentic cock she had clumsily dropped moments before. Eloise put it together all in that moment. The girls were mistaking her for some other girl that would hang out in this stall and, presumably.. deal with the girls endowed with a cock like the one that was staring her in the face right now. In that moment, she was, effectively, that girl. Whomever she was. As she thought about her predicament, she heard a thumping on the other side of the stall wall. The whole structure shook on its moorings and jostled the aging screws that many more millimeters more loose. “Haven’t got all day, cumdump! You ‘gonna suck me off, or what?” “Peek in there! Maybe she’s waiting for a white cock instead,” snorted the voice from outside of either stall. “Shut the fuck up, Bev. But yeah, maybe I should..” Eloise’s heart stopped. If Taryn could, somehow, see her face, they would know it not only wasn’t the ‘cumdump’ who they had an appointment with, but also that she was in here fucking herself with the toy that had rolled under the door. She had to move fast. She had to do something, and do it quickly, before Taryn withdrew her cock from the wall. Only one thing to do, she figured, and half-tumbled off of the porcelain throne to her knees in front of the chocolate pole sticking through into her side of the gloryhole. With the cock aimed squarely at her mouth, she could see it start to inch backwards and retreat from the gap in the wall. She lurched forward and popped the bulbous head of Taryn’s dick into her mouth. “Oh, fuck! There we go.. That’s what I needed,” she could hear the satisfied cheerleader coo from her side. And, with that, Eloise went from getting herself off to sucking off one dick-wielding cheerleaders she had just tried out for. Since she blew her audition away and made the squad, she figured it would make for a funny story years from now. “She’s not bad, I guess.. I’ve had better..” Taryn said from the opposite end of her meaty, chocolate shaft. Eloise didn’t condescend to be ‘good’ at giving head. She got a little defensive. She had a reputation to uphold. She was the gloryhole girl that was always there at four in the afternoon, after all. She began to use her tongue to lubricate her journey down the shaft of the dick she was servicing. She would pull back, rest her hand on the pulsating rod, and swirl her tongue round-and-round the head of the black girl’s meat. “She didn’t like that little comment!” Taryn cackled. “Maybe if she knew I was about to cum, she’d work even harder.. ?” Taryn cast her voice upwards in an inflection – no, in a challenge. Eloise was about to make this dickgirl pep-rally bitch cum, and she was going to do it well. She wrapped each of her fingers around the ebony-skinned futa’s girth and began stroking. She relegated the polesmoking to the first inch or two below Taryn’s bellend and began to slurp briskly, twisting her head side to side as she used her lips to polish her cock. “Mm-fh! I’mma have to come back here more often! She’s sucking me like she’s over there jonesing for my nut..” Taryn trailed off for a second, then added “.. speaking of which..” Without warning, Eloise’s mouth was flooded with the milky contents of Taryn’s balls. She hadn’t bothered to warn her, not really. Why would she, anyway? Eloise was a gloryhole slut who got off on giving out anonymous suck jobs. She probably lived for the fruits of her labors – or, cumshots of her labors, as it were – that she was receiving right now. Eloise swallowed once, clearing out her mouth, then gulped again. Once more. She was chugging down the pom-pom shaker’s impressive load of spunk, shot after mouth-filling shot. “That’s it, glorywhore.. every drop.” Just as unceremonious as she had when she started cumming, once she had stopped, she dislodged her spent, rapidly-softening schlong from Eloise’s mouth and withdrew it from the gloryhole. “That was fun..” she heard Taryn say while exiting the stall and letting it slam shut behind her. “Be a sweetheart and close it up for me, will ‘ya, slut?” Eloise listened to the pair of girls laugh as they headed for the bathroom door. She reached up and practiced affixing the aluminum toilet paper holder that served as a cloaking device for the gloryhole. She might as well get the practice now – so she knew what to do when she went back.

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