u/RyeisBred

I had only just turned 18 that month, but I’d already been watching hypnos for years. On my 18th birthday I went to a sex shop near my house because I was finally allowed to and I was curious. I perused their dildos and lingerie until I noticed a dark doorway at the back of the room with “Arcade” written above it. I was curious so I asked the clerk and she said people could go back there to watch the dvds and some of the booths had gloryholes so patrons would play. She said it was $10 and asked if I was interested but I was so nervous I just bought a dildo and a set of lingerie and quickly rushed home to hide them where my parents wouldn’t find them.
That night I watched hypnos and played with myself as was my usually nightly routine at this point but rather than my mom’s stolen panties I wore my new lingerie and tried out the new dildo. I was so nervous I couldn’t loosen up so I barely fit the tip. As I played like that I found myself thinking about the gloryholes the clerk had mentioned the idea of anonymously sucking cock seemed so appealing just a line of cocks one after another without any risk of being recognized. Even after I’d cum I couldn’t get the thought out of my head. It went on like that for a couple weeks at least once a day fantasizing about becoming a gloryhole cock whore.then one day at my first job someone tipped me $10. I convinced myself it was fate. After work I hurried home and showered, shaved, slipped on my lingerie. I tossed my makeup in my backpack and threw on a normal outfit on top of the lingerie. I told my parents I was going to hangout with my friends then I rushed straight to the porn shop.
I hastily did my makeup in the parking lot. Cherry red lips and too much blush so I looked like a cheap whore. I took off my shirt revealing the lacy bralette I had put on underneath. Then I gathered myself and went in. This time the clerk was a much older man. He had to be in his 60s at least. He stared at me as I walked around I was too nervous to ask right away so I perused the aisles again and as I did he never took his eyes off me. Eventually I couldn’t wait any longer so I walked up and asked to go to the booths holding out my $10 bill. I don’t remember now exactly what he said but it amounted to “I can let you in for free. Come here” I was so naive at the time I didn’t even think about it I just thought it was my lucky day, so i excitedly followed him into the dark back area. There were a few guys milling about in the central area but I didn’t pay them much mind I was too eager to get to the gloryhole. The older man led me straight to an empty booth and gestured for me to go it. I stepped in expecting him to close the door behind me but as I turned to take in the booth (a dingy plywood room with a chair in the middle and a tv mounted on the wall currently playing some woman being gang banged by black men. On either wall was a crotch height hole through which I could see the light from the neighboring booths tvs.) I noticed he had stepped in with me. I was confused at first but as he wordlessly undid his belt and dropped his pants I quickly realized what I had gotten myself into.
I was too shocked and too nervous to tell him I had misunderstood what he had meant and I was worried he’d be upset. Besides this was what I had come here to do right. I mean in my fantasies the anonymous cocks on the other side of the wall has belonged to sexy men with muscles and big cocks, not sleazy men that stank like cigarettes and were old enough to be my grandpa. His cock stood there erect and he didn’t say anything in the second it took me to realize off this just stared expectantly. I made a show of eagerly dropping to my knees, the years of hypno had taught me that a good sissy acts excited no matter what. As I knelt I came face to face with his cock. It wasn’t anything spectacular maybe 5 inches long with a few of those spots that old people get and the same cigarette smell as the rest of the man. I licked it. My first taste of real cock. It was pungent salty like sweat from a man who had worked a shift and hadn’t showered. I honestly didn’t mind it that much and I quickly took the head in my mouth enthusiastically if clumsily licking and sucking. I did my best stroking and sucking even licking his hairy sweat coated balls because the hypnos had also taught me that that’s important. It was my first time sucking cock though and I don’t think I was doing that great the man seemed to be enjoying himself well enough but the minutes dragged on and I couldn’t get him to cum.
Eventually he pulled his cock out of my mouth and I thought he’d given up but instead he’d grabbed my by the arm and lifted me up and turned me toward the chair. I stood there once again confused till I felt his hand grope my ass through my new panties. He was rough grabbing each ass cheek in a hand and squeezing them, kneading them and spreading them. It felt so hot to be groped by a real man so I didn’t do anything to stop him just let him play with my ass until one of his fingers drifted under my panties and onto my tight little asshole. I pulled away a bit but his other hand reached around grabbing my little cock in his hand and pulling me into him. The hand on my ass kept prodding my asshole. His fingers feel thick and calloused and clumsy but there was enough strength to keep me where i was as he spit on my asshole and slid the tip of his fingers in. I wanted to tell him to stop that I was a virgin but all the hypnos had taught me a good sissy never says no to a man and is always ready. Instead I played up and big moan followed by some real whimpering as his fat gnarled finger exploded my ass for the first time. He fingered me like that for a few minutes squeezing my little cock as he did and as he did my brain was awash with horniness. I began to adjust to his finger it even started to feel good. Then it was gone as quickly as he’d pushed it in. I was actually disappointed I thought a few more minutes of that would have as me dripping cum everywhere. Instead I felt his hand move to push against my lower back. I bent forward grabbing the chair for support not knowing what was coming next just brainwashed by sissy porn and desperately horny to naive or stupid to realize this sleazy grandpa is about to steal my virginity. With a grunt he pushed his old sweaty cock into my virgin ass. I whimpered almost crying from the pain. I’d barely practiced with the tip of my dildo, I wasn’t nearly prepared for the real thing but here I was bent over in a dingy sex shop taking it. He barely gave me time to adjust as he began pushing deeper. I knew his cock was only 5 inches but I wouldve sworn it was as long as my arm and thigh as a bat. I just braced myself against the chair whimpering quietly hoping he wouldn’t hear. He began to speed up grunting and moaning like an animal as he did clearly enjoying my tight never before used ass. He couldn’t have lasted more than a few minutes but there clinging to the chair trying to cope with the pain it felt like an eternity. Finally he let out a few particularly animalstic sounds as he buried his cock in me as hard as his advanced age would allow. I realized he was coming inside me. My first creampie. From a creep whose name I didn’t know. He pulled out of me and I crumpled onto the chair. I heard him panting and the jingling of his belt as he pulled his pants back up then the sound of the door opening and closing.
He was gone and I was left there in the dingy room with gloryholes on either wall. My deflowered asshole ached and I felt his cum slowly seeping out of me. I stayed there for a few minutes collecting my thoughts and finally processing everything that had just happened. I felt a rush of emotion. Shame for not stopping him. Guilt for getting myself into this position in the first place. Curiosity at if he’d known what he was doing or if he did this all the time. Then just a tinge at first but growing I felt pride. I had done what all the hypnos said. I had dressed girly, I had attracted a man, and I let him do whatever he wanted to me without protest. The years of hypnos had worked and I was already a well trained slut. The thought turned me on. I sat in the chair and played with my little clitty until I came all over my hand thinking about how this was just the beginning and what a good slut I would be. In the post nut clarity the anxiety and guilt returned so I quickly fixed myself as bet I could and walked out of the arcaded headed for the door. I didn’t make eye contact with the elderly man behind the counter. I avoided even looking his direction but as I opened the he said come again soon.
By the end of the year I was in there at least once a week.