Trish: (Ugh, this party is so boring! I don’t know anybody here, and Samantha is all preoccupied with those bratty girls. I thought I could make friends, but they just want to gossip. I don’t want to bring everyone down, but I can’t just leave. I need a break.)
Trish walks to the bathroom, locks the stall and scrolls on her phone.
Trish: (Seen it, it’s all reposts. Woah! What the hell? A freakin’ hole in the wall?! Oh shit! It’s a glory hole! Freakin’ disgusting! It’s got duct tape and everything! Eww! The stains!)
Tyrone: Chill, nigga! I’ll be right back!
(Slam!)
Tyrone: Damn!
Trish watches through the hole, more curious than anything.
Tyrone: I need my performance enhancing drug!
Tyrone lights up a marijuana cigarette. The bathroom has a joint ceiling.
Trish: Hey what’s that funny smell?
Tyrone: Shit, nigga! I didn’t know anybody was in here! Just some weed. You want some?
Trish: I mean, yeah. I can kill the roach for ya!
Tyrone: Ight, bet.
They pass the joint through the glory hole. Trish takes a hit and coughs up big time.
Trish: Kak! Kach! Kack!
Tyrone: Chill, nigga. You ok?
Trish: Oh shit, that’s hittin’ me. It’s gonna be a fun party now! Shit, I can’t go out there. I got people’s parents n’ shit.
Tyrone: Gettin’ all paranoid? We can chill in here. Yo, pass that shit back.
Trish: Oh my bad.
Tyrone: Yea, now you can ramble.
Trish: That’s good, cause I feel really light headed. Kak! My mouth feels so dry!
Trish tries the sink.
Trish: You got like a gatorade or somethin’?
Tyrone: Naw, nigga. But this is a glory hole.
Trish: Sheeeeeit.
His dick slides through the hole and Trish stares at it wide eyed and with her eyebrows raised.
Trish: What the fuck?! Holy shit, it’s huge!
Tyrone: Plenty of milk for ya.
Trish: I bet, my god! Those balls!
Tyrone: Just give it a good suck and you’ll be fine.
Trish: Oh my goodness! I don’t know!
Tyrone: Bitch, it’s a glory hole, you suckin’ it or not? I tell you this much, I ain’t gettin’ you no muthafuckin’ gatorade.
Trish: Oh my god, I guess I have no choice but to swallow your sperm!
Tyrone: Ye! Get it!
Trish gets down on her knees and looks at his cock from the side. A thick, foot long monster. She taps it, and he kegels, making it bounce.
Trish: Aye!
Tyrone: Don’t get scared now, come on!
Trish: What’s this at the end? Is that your spermies?
Tyrone: Uh-huh, lot more where that came from?
She lightly touches it with her left hand, and gives the tip a lick.
Trish: Mind if I give it a taste?
Tyrone: Aww, shit!
Her mouth engulfs the tip and both hands embrace his shaft, sucking the precum out of him, drinking from his cock like a straw.
Trish: Oh wow, it’s actually not that bad.
Tyrone: Yeah, you keep suckin’ baby. You’re gonna quench your thirst!
Trish: Mmm! Mmm!
Trish works his cock deeper and deeper into her throat, feeling it stiffen at an uncomfortable angle, forcing her off her knees. She holds her forehead to the wall and Tyrone thrusts down her throat for several minutes.
Trish: Grugh! Grugh! Grugh!
Tyrone: Aww, shit, nigga! Get ready! Don’t you dare spill a drop! Drink it, bitch!
Trish pulls it to her tongue and he glazes her mouth with a fat load of jizz. She lets her mouth hydrate before chugging down gulp after gulp.
Trish: (Woah that’s strong! It tastes so bitter! I can’t believe it, I have to swallow! So thick and nasty! Just swallow it fast so the taste doesn’t linger.)
Tyrone: Damn, let go! Ooh!
She chugs from his cock like she’s putting down a giant protein shake, taking down several mouthfuls, filling her stomach.
Trish: Oh my god, that was so much cum! Oww, my stomach! Ooh, thank you. I actually feel a lot better.
Tyrone: That’ll be four ninety-five.
Trish: Bullshit.
Tyrone: Ight, got me.
Trish slips something through the hole.
Tyrone: What’s this? A ten dollar bill. Oh you want seconds, do you? Ight nigga! Haha!
Trish looks at the dick poking through the wall and has a crazy idea. She grins from ear to ear, full teeth, and lets her panties hit the floor.
Trish: (This is such a rare opportunity! A free dick just waiting for me? I’m so shy around boys, if I don’t do this, I might never have sex! Oh my god, it looks so perfect, I know it would feel amazing. I can’t help it, I get so horny when I’m ovulating! I’ve gotta try his dick! There’s no way he’d go for it if he knew I wasn’t on birth control. I have to trick him and pretend it’s going in my mouth. Well, I guess it’s going in my lower mouth! Hehe! This is so dangerous, but I’ve gotta risk it, no condom or anything!)
Trish gives a good long look at his dick and is unable to control herself. She turns her ass to it and glides his cock into her pussy, popping her cherry on a stranger’s big black cock. Then she grinds herself closer and closer towards the wall, working him deep, trying not to make a sound.
Trish: Mmm!
Tyrone: Yo, you got some serious throat game!
They slam into each other, making the walls shake.
Trish: (Oh god, yes! This feels so good! Just give it to me!)
The party goes on without her, nobody notices she’s missing. The brothas grow suspicious.
Tyrone: Damn your mouth is hot! Come on, now, deep throat it! I want it in your stomach!
She covers her mouth not to scream.
Trish: Mmm! Hmm! Hmm!
Both slam into each other, and Trish feels her orgasm rise. Her cervix relaxes and Tyrone aggressively jams his cock inside her womb.
Trish: MMMMMMHH! (He’s inside my womb! This feels so intense! It’s like he’s hitting my orgasm button! My whole womb is being stretched by the head of his massive dick! I’m gonna cum!
Tyrone: Girl, I’m about to nut in your stomach directly! I’ve got a big fat load for you! No problem staying hydrated after this!
Trish: (Oh, fuck! I can’t let him know I’m tricking him! He didn’t consent to this, I could go to jail! I have no choice but to keep the illusion and have him cum inside of me! I’m gonna have to risk it!)
His dick scrapes the walls of her uterus and she clamps down, convulsing madly over the head of his dick. Her cervix is a perfect fit around the neck. His dick has never been caressed so thoroughly.
Tyrone: Oh fuck, I’m cumming! Take it! Don’t you dare spill a drop! I’m giving you the mothaload, mothafucka!
Trish: (Holy shit, he’s nailing the back wall of my womb, point blank, with his thick shots of sperm! It’s a total eruption! God, it’s hot! It’s squeezing in between the walls of my womb and the head of his giant dick; forcing us apart! My womb is getting blown up with his sperm! It’s so hot! God this feels amazing! I’m cumming so hard! I need every drop! I’m so glad I decided to try it. Getting spermed up is the best! His dick keeps pumping into me, sperm is going straight down into my fallopian tubes, I love it! What an experience. My poor little egg doesn’t stand a chance. I don’t even care, this is so much fun!)
Tyrone: Woo! Damn girl, you’re thirsty! I didn’t know it was like that! We might really have a situation on our hands! Let me call my niggas over, then we can really help you out.
Tyrone pulls out, puts his dick away, and jogs up to his niggas only to whispering something. Their eyes light up all at once and one brotha goes to investigate. Tyrone walks over to the entrance of the girls restroom and flips the sign to “Closed.” Another dick pokes through the wall.
Trish: (If I rush, there’s barely enough time to get plan b. Oh my goodness! Another dick? Should I risk it? I don’t know when I’m going to get to try sex again! I could just stick it in right now, god that would be amazing! It’s so rare for a dick to just present itself, I’ve gotta go for it, right? I have to skip plan b.)
Hours pass. Two whole basketball teams visit her in the bathroom. Trish is elated, overwhelmed with happiness every time a new dick appears through the hole, like she’s the luckiest girl in the world. Load after load pumps inside of her, she becomes addicted to raw creampies. Then the brothas go in for seconds. Trish ovulates like mad into an ocean of semen. Her belly swells like a watermelon. The party is drawing to a close when she finally steps out, completely forgetting her panties. But her cervix is cinched up tight, and nothing spills out. Samantha spots her, and thinks she got fat all the sudden.
Samantha: Hey! Did you enjoy the party?
Trish: Absolutely! Best party ever!
Samantha: Sorry, I was so preoccupied with everyone.
Trish: Oh, it’s cool, I made friends.
Samantha: That’s wonderful! Who?
Trish: Oh, I forgot to learn their names. But they were so nice. Lots of love.
Samantha: Well, I hope, like, you took pictures or something.
Trish: Oh, I think I have something to remember them by.