Owning a pretty, dutiful Goonette with rampant sexual desires has many upsides. She’ll send dirty GIFs of dick-drunk erotic goddesses squirting crazily and guzzling jelly-like porn-slop – then outline her naughtiest fantasies.
You’ll get messy morning blowjobs: she’ll tease your aching balls and rim your arsehole until her cute face gets caked in warm seed – which she’ll drink greedily, never missing a droplet. Upon passing a photo booth or grimy public convenience, she’ll clutch your hand naughtily, begging for cock immediately, hoping you’ll be caught by someone equally depraved. And she’ll describe the latest outrageous porn trends gleefully…
Tee, my wonderful submissive, devoured the recent wave of perverted Reverse Gloryhole erotica. These novel contraptions (sometimes called Czech Gloryholes or Female Gloryholes) allow spunk-draining nymphomaniacs to receive penetration incognito.
Typically, the user reclines through a waist-width opening, placing her feet in outside stirrups to fully expose her butt and lower torso – thus facilitating unhindered, totally anonymous fun. Seemingly endless Prague-produced porn videos have flooded NSFW sites latterly, stimulating feverish conversation and esteem. Of course, I’ll never ignore a fresh X-rated craze, however weird or degenerate!
”I’d service everyone like a cheap, ravenous whore: I’d have no choice. Soon, I’d make those violators ultra-fucking proud of me!”
A Gloryhole forms physical and psychological barriers. Unable to see each other, users focus on pure sensation and unimpeded fantasy: they could imagine their partner’s looks, revel in the near-total uncertainty, or simply concentrate on sheer sexual pleasure.
Ambiguity and anonymity have always underpinned hole-in-a-wall sex – but Reverse Gloryholes add intriguing whiffs of BDSM. Chained-up and vulnerable, ladies can’t initiate or reject penetration. So they might feel utterly helpless as daunting footsteps draw ever closer – or determined to milk every last shaft like an insatiable, carefree hooker.
But folks could prefer using Reverse Gloryholes for more prosaic reasons. Most obviously, though porn set-ups often show full sex through apertures in bathroom walls, real-life incognito fucking is far easier using a Reverse Gloryhole.
They also facilitate greater intimacy: a woman might feel a partner’s groin against her arse, whereas men can administer surprise spankings. Their relative comfort and anonymity may attract female swingers who dread rejection, decision-making, or tedious small talk: ladies of all body types are entirely equal behind a wooden facade!
Fascinated and lust-filled, I asked Tee about her newfound appreciation of Reverse Gloryhole porn. I wanted to know exactly what she adores about watching nasty little sluts baring their well-used arses in sleazy sex clubs – and taking every available dick.
The following in-depth interview covers her psychological attraction to free-use erotica, how it arouses her (remarkably well-trained) submissive instincts, and one perversely detailed Reverse Gloryhole fantasy – which I hope she’ll fulfill someday.
Read and wank, fellow porn junkies! There’s even a glint of extra-dirty lesbianism…
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Hi Tee! How did you first discover Reverse Gloryhole porn?
Hi Daddy! Big thanks for letting me reveal my naughtiest, most perverted thoughts to all those filthy Whoreuro aficionados.
I hope that’ll be another step in my thrilling journey toward becoming your perfect little Goonette. And your readers will certainly get lots of premium jerk-off material: it’s my principal duty to satisfy totally!
I love masturbating to fucked-up porn. The more surreal and nasty, the better! I really enjoy amateur videos in which a dirty whore feels completely overwhelmed but relishes every rush of depraved bliss.
Free-use erotica is definitely a favorite; I even like seeing flustered housewives caught under heavy tables or couches. Reverse Gloryhole porn has exploded lately, and it’s obviously in my wheelhouse. I was spellbound instantly!
Why does that kind of erotica beguile you?
You know I adore sexual psychology! I love imagining a fucked-up scene in which there’s no pressure for me to perform – but no matter what, the verbal abuse, rock-hard shafts and creamy loads keep coming.
If I feel really over-stimulated, I want to flail my arms and ride the volcanic euphoria, which may not always look super-sexy. Yet, trapped in a Reverse Gloryhole, it wouldn’t matter! Even if I began gasping for air and trembling forcefully, innumerable filthy guys would still crave my cum-drenched cavities…
I enjoy watching big tits bounce hypnotically. I enjoy seeing tight sluts wincing and panting as they’re pounded roughly. I enjoy observing the unspoken dealings of a gangbang: lust-fuelled guys nudging each other wickedly, encouraging their sexual teammates to fuck harder and faster. And I enjoy the clanging of unyielding restraints as eager whores momentarily resist the ecstasy of skilled tongues on their sopping cunts.
Also, lots of the trendiest Czech Reverse Gloryhole videos seem to put a new spin on voyeurism – which is truly exciting! They’re often filmed in Czech sex clubs or bordellos where patrons needn’t pay if they’ll screw on camera. So the clients effectively participate in sex work, whereas internet viewers become the eventual consumers: only they can see both the confined cum-rag and horde of horny, uninhibited men.
It’s such a perverted conception, and just contemplating it makes my little Goonette pussy gush uncontrollably!
Does Reverse Gloryhole porn ignite your submissive side?
Absolutely: I’m definitely into surprises and firm bondage and watching other sluts who love that too. Reverse Gloryhole porn can seem degrading. But for me, it’s the right kind of degrading!
It’s so hot seeing forceful men tease, spank, and finger an eager brat until she squirms wildly, demanding a severe pounding between guttural moans. And hearing countless rough voices objectify her certainly inflames my massive praise kink!
I love picturing myself in a cramped timber cubicle of a reverse Gloryhole, aware only of my filthy thoughts, the aching of my shackled arms, and the roaring echoes of approaching voices. My willing pussy would stream immediately. Naturally, I’d service everyone like a cheap, ravenous whore: I’d have no choice. Soon, I’d make those violators ultra-fucking proud of me!
Ah! You have a Reverse Gloryhole fantasy…
Doesn’t every bright-eyed lass long to be held in some uncomfortable crate with glacial air wafting her slit and screwed relentlessly like a mindless plaything? But seriously, I have numerous dark fantasies – and you haven’t uncovered them all yet!
If the Reverse Gloryhole lay in some squalid basement, obviously, I’d crave brutality and thorough degradation. Perhaps it could resemble a perverted medical device in some suspiciously grimy hospital; several gas-lighting practitioners would be standing around, plotting a most unusual treatment.
”I’d try to guess in which order my newly observable partners had wrecked me outright. Perhaps some would write their phone numbers on cum-sodden paper towels, tossing them as admirers may tip strippers, wanting a decadent encore someday!”
But instead, I’ll imagine being restrained in a seedy swingers’ club, where I’d also want extensive praise. Firstly, each fiendish patron would eat my dripping twat, making me writhe primally.
They’d regard the picture pasted above the aperture and question how such a seemingly sweet and innocent girl could’ve ended up here – with an intrusive camera capturing each sensual moan and both pretty holes exposed like prime fuck-meat!
What filth would you hear from outside?
Of course, I’d love it to be extra noisy: that’s essential to my fantasy! I’d want the volume and variety of sounds to engulf me so I couldn’t think straight.
As a well-trained little slut, I’d just have to accept everything! There’d be non-stop dirty talk: vivid descriptions of my gaping slots oozing gooey spunk, depraved choruses of the very worst names, and graphic warnings of firm smacks or cruel arse-fucking.
Yet I’d crave regular appreciation, too! Perhaps my soaking cunt would shock the first guy, everyone afterward would affirm how incredible it feels, and twisted compliments would follow each shaft I satisfy. Each comment would immediately encourage me to take an ever-more throbbing cock, and prove myself as a uniquely corrupted slapper!
You’re bisexual! So, might a woman join you all?
You know exactly how to arouse my cunt-lust, making me truly desire twat even more than big, beautiful cock!
Stifled within the coarse grunts and demeaning insults, perhaps I’d detect the distinctive crumpling of PVC, the faint slap of a yet-unfelt riding crop – and sensual, feminine whispers. And I’d realize that a mysterious Domme was marshaling her compliant disciples, pulling every string, orchestrating my entire degenerate ordeal…
Any reservations I’d feel about taking more guys would vanish instantly: I’d be so fucking desperate to impress her!
Hopefully, she’d devour my well-used pussy and surprise me with a huge strap-on as my perverted reward. There’s something extra dirty about serving a powerful, shadowy girl – and savoring each debauched second!
How does your Reverse Gloryhole fantasy end?
The last few men would unload all over my plump booty, turned red-raw from hours of free use and wild fucking. Exhausted and brain-dead from seemingly endless shattering climaxes, I’d feel the icy shackles loosen abruptly, freeing my bruised hands and feet.
I’d relax briefly, extending my aching limbs and recalling each sordid detail: the abrupt smacks, the degrading insults, the hardcore shagging, and the unutterably pleasurable sensations of my still-pulsing clit.
Blinking spasmodically through stinging tears and streams of ruined mascara, I’d exit the dim cubicle carefully. Piercing cheers and whoops would welcome me as I’d collapse suddenly, apparently oblivious to my near-alien surroundings – and the cold spunk congealing around my tender snatch.
In barely coherent murmurs, I’d try to guess in which order my newly observable partners had wrecked me outright. Perhaps some would write their phone numbers on cum-sodden paper towels, tossing them as admirers may tip strippers, wanting a decadent encore someday!
Of course, I’d embrace the enigmatic Domme; I’m sure she’d offer one last stroke with her crop. Also, you’d be there – since your praise is obviously the most precious of all!
We’d shower together, falling asleep at a posh hotel while you restate your pride in me. How you’re so fucking pleased that I took all those thick, pitiless cocks. And how you’ll reward me shortly – by polishing your carpentry skills, crafting a Goonette-appropriate present, and texting some curiously smudged numbers…
Any parting words for your new Whoreuro fans?
Enormous thanks for perusing my dirty fantasy! As a proud masturbation bunny and porn disciple, it’s amazing to finally reveal my very nastiest perversions.
I still have tonnes of entirely unshared compulsions and desires – so maybe I’ll revisit WhorEuro soon, uncovering yet another ultra-filthy fixation to excite your wank-meat once again!
Meanwhile, I’ll view some more depraved Reverse Gloryhole clips: an insatiable Goonette can never be parted from her favorite erotica!
And I’ll imagine every twisted Whoreuro reader licking my drenched cunt and using my tight little arse – then spilling their swarming man batter in each accessible hole. That’s one fucked-up orgy I’d properly relish…
