I’m a Glory Hole Girl ♕

Fast Cash Was Needed

I’d been working at this diner for 3 years now and was one of the few job options in this podunk town. Waiting tables sucked and business was slow. In addition, I hadn’t paid the rent in 2 months.  Sadie worked with me, she coyly glanced around and said – “I know of a way you can earn extra money – good money”.  Jumping off the stool and I’m yelling “Tell me now- what’s the deal?” she said, “becoming a glory hole girl.”A What?

A Glory Hole Girl?

What the hell? She mentioned the old Fisher Farm out on State Highway 69, remember the old red barn out back? Well, they have set up a glory hole and are looking for girls to work. Sadie explained it’s a place where guys stick their cocks through holes in the walls and girls suck them off. Sadie said she’s done it and makes over $400 in one shift! I was amazed – how many hours of sucking cock is that?

At this point, she explained being a glory hole girl isn’t just sucking cock. You can offer up your ass or your pussy to give your jaws a break. Above all, you aren’t on your feet working for shitty tips.

Glory Hole Girls get paid well

Driving out to the farm the next day, I walked up and asked to apply. Georgia, the owner showed me around the place. There were various rooms and each had video cameras on both sides of the walls. The walls had holes at various heights and were lined with duct tape to prevent cuts and scratches. I saw chairs and some TV screens with porn playing. The girls come into the room, knock on the wall, and shortly after, a cock of various sizes will peek out one of the holes. Georgia explained, then you just get busy sucking, fucking, or doing anal. There are even straps to help hold your legs up!

Getting paid to have sex

Glory hole girl, all of a sudden, I worried about the concept, would that mean I would be a whore? But at least I wouldn’t be walking the streets with all the inherent dangers and discomforts. Plus, I hate to admit it, but my so-called sex life was about as busy as the diner. The rest of the evening I mulled everything over. The money would help me out and get things square with my bills. Hell, I also liked the idea of having a real flesh and blood-hot cock deep inside me.

No more dildos, cucumbers, or finger fucking.

The final decision- was a yes as I vividly remembered the hot sexy, erotic dream I had the night before. That was it, I needed to get laid, and if I got paid for it so much the better. My pussy tingled at the idea of being fed a nice thick cock. As a result- I asked to be a glory hole girl and get on the schedule. Knowing I could also have Intimate Dirty Talk with the fellows – this was a win-win.

I’m happy to report I’m a Glory Hole Girl – and love it.