The hole was positioned at waist height on the wall, measured a diameter of ten centimeters. Just enough to shove a hand in and have it stop midways on the forearm.Ĭlive got down on his kneeling position on the stool in front of the hole. He started tucking his cock out of his jeans and shoved the limp long cock into the hole so it rested on the edge of the hole. The hole had been prepared with soft rubber around the edges for just the purpose, so he would not get splinters in his cock. He smiled as he felt the coldish draft from the hole grace his cock.Ī female voice on the other side of the wall informed him of the club prices and services: “Hi Clive. I recognize your cock, my favorite customer,” she said with a hum, “you know the drill, right? 50 for a blowjob, 150 for pussy and 250 for ass. If you want more than one thing, I’ll give you a 50 discount, since you’re a regular. He could hear the humming of a woman on the other side of the wall as she counted the money before she leaned down to the hole and spoke out: “You have paid 400 dollars! You want it all today, sir?” Since it’s you, I’ll let you lick my pussy for free.”Ĭlive replied and pulled out a till in the wall and put some scruffy looking dollar-bills in before he shoved the till back into the wall. Let me lick your twat first, then I fuck your ass and then your pussy and then you suck me off in the end”, Clive replied with a husky voice. “You know the new rule, sir? If you want to come in my mouth, it will cost you extra.”Ĭlive grunted slightly.
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He pulled his cock out again and bent down to the hole so he could speak out more clearly. On the other side of the hole, a beautiful young blonde sat on her chair.
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She looked back at him with wondering in her deep blue eyes, smack ring her lips with her red little tongue as she awaited his reply. It’s Haley who told us to charge for facials.” Just to compensate for the time I need to clean up before I take a new customer. “Can’t we work something out, love? I only have those 400 on me right now.”
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The girl on the other side sighed as Clive kept trying to persuade her into giving his facial for free.Ĭlive grunted once more as he looked through the hole again and smiled. Not a single piece of ass or pussy together was enough if he didn’t get to spray his cum all over her face afterwards. “Can you just wait here while I run over to the ATM and take out some more cash? I won’t be long. I’ll just lube up my ass real good while I wait. Don’t be long.”Ĭlive quickly got up from the stool and tucked his cock away. The lovely blonde on the other side of the wall teased him by shoving her ass and shaved pussy up against the hole. Her perky asshole was pink and tight and her pussy was smooth and inviting. Just as Clive opened the booth and was about to run down the hall and out in the streets looking for an ATM machine, he saw she was probing her anus with one lubed up finger while panting and sighing: “Please be quick, Clive. It was Saturday night and the city was all life and motion. Cleverly hidden between an adult video shop and a pawnshop, a tiny neon-sigh heralded “HALEY’S HOLE CLUB” above a backdoor in the alley behind a dumpster. Cleverly hidden in the perception that only the people who were welcome there knew where to look for the sign.
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Mostly suits and brass visited this place. People who did not want to be exposed in such an environment.Ī hole-club was a club with a bar, some nude dancers, but the key attractions was the booths: Small booths about the size of a phone booth inside the club. In every booth, was a hole about the size of your fist. You gave the girl on the other side of the wall some money and poked your dick into the hole for whatever you paid for. A perfect place for people who did not want loose talking whores to blackmail them. Out in the shadows of a dumpster, the glow of a cigarette lighted up a grim face like a mosaic painting in a church.