Misty sat in her dorm room on another lonely Saturday
night. This was how she spent all of her Saturdays. A
nineteen-year-old girl ending her freshman year in
college, Misty’s life was an ongoing tale of sexual
frustration. She had always had a pretty face, with
full lips, large blue eyes, and long curly blonde hair.
But Misty had also always been the chubby girl.

She had been burdened with extra weight all of her life
and never seemed to lose it, no matter how hard she
tried. Despite her large, full 38D breasts, Misty’s
chubby body kept her from getting the attention she
craved from men. She was constantly aching for sex, but
could never find a willing participant.

Life was difficult for a chubby, horny girl on a
college campus. Wherever Misty went, there was always a
horde of skinny, pretty, young sorority girls to serve
as competition. And they were the ones who ended up
going home with the guys, not Misty. For Misty, the
worst part was her roommate, Cynthia.

Cynthia was a nice enough girl, but she epitomized the
“sorority slut” archetype. Cynthia rarely spent her
nights in the dorm room on weekends, and was always
eager to tell Misty about her experiences upon her
return. Misty was so jealous of Cynthia and all the
other girls like her. “Why can’t I find one guy?” she
asked herself, sitting alone, “Just one guy who wants
to fuck me?”

Misty’s sexual experiences were limited to self-
stimulation with her trusty dildo. She often used it to
play with her hairy young pussy while she was surfing
the internet, looking at pornography. Misty would call
up a nice, dirty picture and push the dildo deep into
her wet vagina while stimulating her clit. Her favorite
sites were the ones that showed glory holes. She loved
the idea of sitting there sucking a constant stream of
anonymous cock. Misty had even done some research on
the web and found that there were glory holes at an
adult bookstore about an hour from her campus.

Faced with spending a night alone with her dildo, Misty
began to wonder. “Could I really do that?” she asked
herself, “Could I really go to the glory hole and suck
off a bunch of guys?” Misty wrestled with the question
for about a half hour. Then, she looked over at
Cynthia’s empty half of the room. “Why should she get
to go off and get sex every weekend while I’m here
alone?” Misty asked herself. Finally, she resolved to
do it. Misty was going to her first glory hole!

After a long drive, Misty finally arrived at the adult
bookstore. She got out of her car and locked it,
shivering with anticipation. She had prepared well for
this experience. Her long hair was done back in a
ponytail and she had neglected to wear a bra or
panties. To cover herself, she had put on a pair of old
jeans and a t-shirt, along with some sandals. At her
side, Misty had a large purse filled with various
items: a towel for kneeling on, some moist toilettes to
clean up with, and some condoms in case she found a
cock to fuck her.

She took a deep breath and approached the seedy-looking
bookstore. Walking up to the door, she pushed a small
buzzer and was eventually granted entrance. She
nervously looked around the bookstore, getting aroused
at the various pieces of pornography and sex toys. She
also noticed a number of men looking her over, as she
was the only woman in the store. Then she saw it.
Tucked away in the back of the bookstore was a doorway
with black curtains that said “video booths”. Misty
went to the counter and spoke to a grizzled-looking man
who looked to be in his mid-forties.

“I’d like to get some tokens for the video booths,” she
said, still looking around. The man at the counter just
smiled, taking her money and handing her the tokens.
“This is it!” thought Misty as she approached the black
curtains.

As she walked into the back room, she heard the sounds
of various porno movies mixing together. The booths
were arranged in two columns of four, with many men
hanging around in the walkway. Misty caught them all
staring at her as she walked into an empty booth. She
locked the door behind her and set down her purse.
Misty set the towel on the floor next to the hole and
began undressing. When she was fully nude, she knelt
down and took her spot on the floor. Misty began
rubbing her hairy pussy as she peered through the hole.

On the other side was a white guy. Misty couldn’t see
much of him, of course, but she saw that his pants were
down and he was sitting there stroking an impressive
cock. Misty licked her lips as she slid two fingers
through the hole. All at once, the anonymous man’s
giant cock sprang through the hole.

“Wow!” thought Misty, “Just like that!” She held it for
a second, examining it in the light of the porno movie
playing at her side. Then, Misty bent in and kissed the
head softly. Encouraged by the throbbing sensation that
this seemed to send through the man’s cock, Misty began
sucking. She made sure to avoid scraping her teeth
against the cock, and slathered on lots of saliva to
make it more comfortable for both parties. Misty wasn’t
sure, but she thought she heard the man moaning through
the hole. As the minutes passed, Misty bobbed her head
up and down on this strange man’s cock. She
occasionally took it out of her mouth to lick up the
underside of the shaft, and then shoved it back down
her throat.

Misty felt the man bucking against her mouth, which
suggested that he was enjoying himself. Misty had to
admit, she was enjoying herself too. “Just last week, I
couldn’t even find a date,” she thought to herself,
“Now I’m sitting here, sucking some guy off, and
driving him wild.” The thought crossed Misty’s mind
that this anonymous man cared nothing for her… that
he was just using her as a warm, wet hole to stick his
cock in.

Though Misty knew she should have been ashamed and
offended by this, she wasn’t. In fact, the more she
thought about how this man was using her as an object,
the more turned on Misty became. She had never thought
of herself as a sexual object before, and was quite
enjoying the idea. Misty continued giving the man head
until she felt a swelling in his cock.

Before she could prepare, he burst a load down her
throat. Misty was unprepared for such a large spurt of
cum, and pulled the cock out quickly, choking on the
man’s semen. But he wasn’t done. The man’s cock kept
shooting out streams of sticky, white semen onto her
face. Misty gasped to herself as it dripped down her
chin and onto her ample breasts.

She thought that would be it. From everything she’d
read, once a man busts a nut through the gloryhole, he
usually just leaves. But not this guy! He withdrew his
cock and replaced it with a hand, which reached through
the hole to grasp Misty’s cum-covered breast. She
started to protest, but then stopped. “Well,” she
thought to herself, “I’m here to have some dirty fun!”
Misty held her arms behind her head and let this man
that she had never met… never even seen…fondle her
young, sizable chest. After a bit more squeezing, the
man withdrew his hand, whispered a hushed thanks, and
left the booth.

Misty was thrilled! She had just sucked off a strange
guy and had turned him on so much that he wanted to
feel her up. After just a few moments, another man
entered the booth. This one wasn’t as forward as the
booth’s previous occupant. He stood in front of the
hole for what seemed like a minute, and then cautiously
peered down through the hole. Misty smiled at him,
forgetting about the cum running down her chin. She saw
the man grin, and he then stood up.

As Misty watched the man through the hole, he unzipped
his pants and took out his semi-hard cock. It wasn’t as
big as the first man’s, but Misty wasn’t going to
complain. She felt the soft, spongy cock fill her mouth
as she leaned forward. After a bit of playful suckling,
it began to grow and harden. But this man did not seem
to want a standard blowjob.

As Misty was getting ready to start sucking him proper,
the man pulled his cock back and pushed it back through
the hole into her mouth. Misty was confused at first,
and the man kept up his pattern of pulling away and
shoving his cock back into her side of the hole. Then
it dawned on her. “He must want to fuck my mouth!”
thought Misty. She planted her face up against the hole
and kept it there. At this, the man began pumping his
cock in and out of her wet, cum-coated mouth. Once
again, Misty felt the thrill of being used by a
stranger. Her fingers unconsciously ran through her
pubic hair and down to her soaking pussy.

This man didn’t seem to have the stamina of his
predecessor. After just a few minutes of fucking her
face, the man plunged his cock deep into her mouth and
held it there. Misty was ready for the load this time,
and began to smile inwardly as the man deposited
another gooey load down her throat. As she was still
swallowing the man’s cum, he zipped up his fly and
walked out of the booth.

Misty’s pussy was aching for attention. She pushed two
fingers inside of her and fingered herself as she
waited. While she played with herself, Misty heard
murmurings outside of the booth. Just then, another man
walked in and shut the door. Misty watched as he
quickly took down his pants and fed his giant, fat cock
through the hole. As she grasped the magnificent cock,
she heard the man on the other side of the wall
whisper. “They say there’s a great little cocksucking
slut over there,” he said, “Rub my cock on your tits
before you suck it.”

Misty did as she was told, rubbing the man’s cock all
over her breasts. He didn’t seem to mind as his cock
ran through the sticky cum left on her breasts by the
first man. Then, she fed his cock through her cleavage
and pressed her breasts together, tit-fucking this
stranger through the gloryhole. Every time his cock
would peek through the top of her cleavage, Misty’s
tongue would be there to give it a quick lick.

“Now suck it!” the man whispered through the hole.
Again, Misty followed orders. Sure that this man was
not interested in the normal foreplay, Misty opted to
just start sucking him hard with no licking or teasing.
He seemed to enjoy this, as his cock pulsated within
her mouth.

“Oh yeah!” moaned the man, now not bothering to
whisper. A mixture of saliva, pre-cum, and the previous
two men’s cum spilled out the sides of Misty’s mouth,
running down her chin and onto her breasts.

She could tell that this particular guy would have a
big load to shoot, and he was going to be giving it to
her soon. Misty wanted to take advantage of this. When
she felt that he was close to ejaculating, Misty pulled
her mouth off of his cock. Straightening her body a
bit, Misty began jerking him until he deposited a
gigantic glob of semen onto her breasts.

The man’s cock continued pumping out cum and it coated
her breasts, running down her belly and into her pubic
hairs. Misty closed her eyes, feeling like a complete
and utter slut. “I bet those girls on campus never did
anything like this,” she thought to herself, “No matter
how much prettier they are than me!”

As the man finished his orgasm, he withdrew his cock
and put his mouth to the hole. “Stand up!” he
whispered. Misty did as he said, not knowing what he
had planned. The man’s hand shot out from the hole and
went right to her wet pussy. Misty unconsciously spread
her legs to give him better access as he fingered her
repeatedly. Then, the man used his fingers to gather
his own cum from her stomach and pubic hair and placed
the cummy fingers back into her pussy.

Misty gasped. She wasn’t sure if she could get pregnant
from just having a man finger her with cum on his
hands, but she was sure it wasn’t safe. Still, she
couldn’t stop. She just stood there and let the man on
the other side of the hole finger her until she had a
rippling orgasm stream through her body. As she coated
the man’s fingers with her own womanly juices, he
withdrew his hand. Exhausted and elated, Misty looked
through the hole just in time to see him place his
fingers in his mouth and suck them clean.

“Mmm,” he whispered, “You’ve got a tasty cunt, honey.”
Misty was a bit taken aback by the use of that
particular word, as most girls her age were. Still, the
dirtiness of the entire sinful situation served only to
fill her with increased lust as she watched her third
gloryhole lover leave the booth.

Misty’s mind was reeling. She had sucked off three
anonymous men, one of which had brought her to orgasm.
The fat young girl that no one else wanted was now an
object of desire. Misty knelt beside the hole and
waited for her fourth cock of the evening. Soon after
she knelt down, her next anonymous lover entered the
booth. Misty didn’t have to encourage this guy. He
simply pulled out his cock and moved it toward the
hole.

“I must be getting quite a reputation out there!”
thought Misty. She greedily took his cock in her mouth
and sucked him for a few minutes. Then, curiously, he
withdrew. Misty was perplexed. Then, remembering the
prior man who wanted to face fuck her, she figured this
man must want the same thing.

Misty planted her mouth against the hole and waited for
his cock to plunge down her throat. But instead, she
heard him whispering to her. “I want to fuck you!” he
said quietly.

Misty was a bit taken aback. She had planned for such a
contingency, but was she ready to actually go for it?
Her aching wet pussy told her that the answer was an
emphatic “yes!” Misty turned away from the hole and
bent over. She remembered the condoms in her purse, but
was too hot to be bothered by them. “I’ll just have to
hope for the best,” she told herself as she backed
toward the hole, legs spread.

Just then, the man began to slide his cock into her.
Misty gasped. This was the first time a man had ever
entered her. He pushed hard, determined to get his cock
all the way up her young, tight pussy. Misty had to
push against the wall in front of her to keep herself
balanced. She was experiencing a mix of emotions. The
pain of the man’s cock inside of her was almost too
much to bear, but it was overshadowed by the
simultaneous pleasure that she was experiencing.

Her nervousness at fucking a strange man without
protection was overshadowed by her lustful enjoyment of
the entire situation. And her shame at being a fuck
slut for some stranger was overshadowed by her feelings
of beauty and attractiveness. “They wouldn’t want to
fuck me if they didn’t think I was pretty!” she kept
telling herself.

But in her heart, she knew that the man cared nothing
for her. He just kept pumping away at her stretched
pussy. The man was almost robotic in his relentless,
continuous fucking. Misty was moaning out loud,
unconcerned with who might hear her. And then it
happened… she felt him start to cum. All at once,
Misty’s pussy began to fill with the stranger’s seed.
She knew she shouldn’t feel good about it, but she was
elated. The feeling of a hard cock coating her womb
with semen made her have her second orgasm of the
night. From that point on, Misty vowed never to use a
condom again in her life, no matter what the
consequences. As the man’s orgasm subsided, he quietly
pulled his cock out of her and left the booth.

Misty’s entire body felt wonderful. She didn’t want to
suck cock anymore…she wanted to get fucked! She kept
herself in her hunched over position awaiting her fifth
glory hole lover. As the next man entered, Misty could
hear him whistle. What a sight it must have been for
him…peering down to the small hold and seeing a hairy
young pussy dripping with semen. This man followed his
predecessor’s style and pushed his cock into her
instantly. Misty had a much easier time taking this
one, having been loosened up by the booth’s previous
occupant.

The cum that now spackled her insides, she thought, was
probably serving as a convenient lube as well. The man
pumped his cock hard into her, varying his fucking
speed over the course of a few minutes. As this new man
hammered her, Misty reached down and began playing with
her swollen clit. Finally, he deposited his own seed
into her. As the man withdrew his cock, Misty could
hear him calling her a “nasty little slut” before he
walked out of the booth.

Misty smiled to herself. Maybe she was a nasty little
slut. But she was also getting the first bit of real
sexual relief she had ever received in her life. And
she wasn’t about to stop. For the next half hour, Misty
got anonymously fucked by four other men, all of whom
shot a sizable load of cum into her pussy. Now filled
with the cum of six strangers, Misty was aching for a
seventh. Almost on cue, the next man walked in. But he
didn’t instantly push his cock into her.

Misty listened, and could hear him fiddling with
something on his end of the hole. Then she felt him
slide in. It was much smoother than her previous six
lovers’ cocks had been. “He must be using a condom,”
she thought to herself. Misty realized that she was
disappointed by this, and settled into an unfulfilling
fuck.

As she felt the man orgasm and pull out, Misty quickly
turned around and faced the hole, speaking to him in a
hushed tone. “Let me have the condom,” she said,
“Please!” The man pulled off his condom and shoved it
through the hole. As the man knelt down to watch what
she was going to do, Misty held the condom upside-down
over her open mouth. She heard the man groan with
delight as his semen dripped from the condom into her
mouth. Misty smiled at him and waved goodbye as he left
the booth.

Misty was exhausted. She had sucked off three men and
fucked seven more. Now, for the first time in her young
life, she knew what absolute sexual fulfillment was
like. She also knew what it felt like to be a slut.
“Honestly,” she thought to herself, “It’s not so bad. I
get plenty of cock and men always want me.” Misty
resolved to become an easy girl at that point. She
actual wanted a bad reputation. When men talked to her,
she wanted them to know that she would fuck them in a
heartbeat.

Misty sat naked on the filthy floor, spreading her
legs. Cum soaked out of her used, hairy pussy as she
examined it. When it appeared as though no one was left
to service through the hole, Misty began playing with
herself. Taking large deposits of cum from her pussy,
she repeatedly brought the sticky goo to her mouth and
tasted it. She even worked the men’s cum into her pussy
hair, rubbing it in like shampoo.

Finally, Misty decided she’d had enough for one night.
She put on what little clothes she had brought, cum
already soaking through and forming a dark patch in the
crotch of her shorts. She didn’t care, though. Misty
grabbed her purse and brazenly walked out of the booth.
She was a sight! Cum was streaked down her face and
chin and her shorts were so soaked with semen that it
looked as though she had wet herself. Misty passed
about a half dozen men on her way out of the adult
bookstore, all staring at her.

She thrilled to the idea that she had probably sucked
and fucked most of these men just minutes earlier.
Getting back into her car, Misty began the long drive
back home. “I won’t shower tonight,” she thought to
herself, “I want to wake up feeling full of cum and
having it dried all over my body.” And Misty did just
that, eventually falling asleep in her bed later that
evening, resolving to visit the glory hole whenever
possible.