True Forced Sex Stories At The Hands of Czech Gloryhole MILF

I’d placed myself at the mercy of a perverted Czech Gloryhole MILF. As a result, I lived out of my most taboo, but consensual, forced sex stories to date.

I’d been in Berlin for days. Through apps like Adult Friend Finder, I’d fucked my way through the most sexually audacious of the city’s male population. But now, I wanted something more.

I’d been melting my mind to a marathon of porn for the past 24 hours, and my slit was hungry for filth. In the German capital, I knew exactly where to find it.

I’d been prowling the infamous Kurfürstenstraße in the Berlin red light district for hours, looking for a dose of sleaze that only an area this filthy and sordid could offer.

“On the back of my head, Erika held me in place by pressing her pleaser heel-clad foot against the back of it, turning me into an anonymous fuckhole for random men’s dicks.”

Sipping beers at a table outside a local bar, I had the perfect view over the countless streetwalking whores and the neon-lit porn cinema that dominated this sleazy area.

The LSD porn cinema was like a hypersexualized version of the tower of Sauron in Mordor. Guarding its doors was a force of hard-bitten sex workers looking to lure clients inside for casual sex.

I’d been inside Love, Sex, Dreams (LSD) before. I knew its dark, dingy, and sleazy corridors well. In particular, I knew it had a well-equipped and very busy section of Gloryhole booths.

I wasn’t a conventional male client. So the women walking these streets eyed me suspiciously as a potential rival whore on their patch.

Little did they know I was very much in the market to buy time with one of these audacious, sexually liberated street sluts I admired and often fantasized about.

The Czech Gloryhole MILF

I’d had my eye on her all night. Wearing heavy makeup and clad in a tight, body-hugging latex miniskirt, black stockings and pleaser heels, she was the epitome of a street whore.

Her blonde hair attracted the allure of the neon lights of this RLD, and she was a pleasure to look at in the brief moments she wasn’t inside the large porn cinema servicing clients.

Tonight was a busy night for her. I counted 14 men who took her inside and hurriedly left with their ballsacks empty.

Seeing her reappear on the street bow-legged, wiping her cum-spattered lips and counting her money was divine. I downed my beer and summed up the courage to approach her.

As I walked towards her from the bar, her alluring but streetwise eyes fixed me suspiciously. It wasn’t far, but it felt like miles.

“What the fuck do you want?” she asked me in broken German with a voice scarred by years of cigarettes. The smell of stale smoke and cheap perfume filled my nose.

Her name was Erika. She was a migrant sex worker originally from the country that produces some of the most infamous sluts and notoriously hardcore porn, the Czech Republic.

Now face to face, I could see a pair of plump cock-sucking lips and dark eyes defining her rough, pockmarked face. It was clear this Czech MILF had been working the streets for years.

The eyes of other working girls on the streets nearby were firmly on me. My heart was beating wildly out of my chest with lust. It was time to present Erika with a filthy proposition.

“Erm… I was wondering, do you play with girls?” I asked respectfully, “I’d like to book you for an hour if that’s ok?”

“I work with anyone who pays”, the Czech MILF said dominantly and abruptly, “so? What are you looking for?”

Leaning in, I whispered my proposition into her ear. When I’d finished, I looked her in the eye. Her hard-bitten, streetwise expression had turned into wide-eyed shock.

“Erm… I mean… Ok?” she said whilst looking at my well-dressed appearance up and down in disbelief, “call it €100, and I’ll make you my bitch for an hour”.

I handed over the cash and was beckoned through the doors of the porn cinema. The smell of cigarettes and sexual sweat hung in the hair. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.

A Night of Unforgettable Forced Sex Stories Begins

I was led by the hand through the sex cinema past the numerous porn-addicted men in the shadows pumping their cocks and following us like a hungry lion stalks a wounded antelope.

Some of them were so close I could feel their breathing on the back of my neck. It made my slit pump, knowing all of them could see my final destination: The Gloryhole booth.

This hard-faced Czech MILF slammed the door behind her, locking out the porn-crazed eyes of the sex cinema-goers and isolating us into our own filthy world.

“Strewed across the tarmac were condoms, a red thong, empty cigarette packs, and paper cups.”

– Twenty Four Hours in Berlin’s Red-Light District.

The booth was more than big enough for the two of us, with a red leather chair, an ample Gloryhole on the wall and a large TV on the wall blasting out hardcore porn.

The smell of stale sweat and spunk hung in the air for a good reason. These booths were heavily used by streetwalking sex workers as cheap rooms to fuck their clients.

The black-painted walls were visibly caked in dried semen, spit and pussy juices, and the small trash cans overflowed with stained tissues and used condoms. It was downright filthy.

It was a beautiful sight, but I was on the clock with Erika and wasted no time taking in my surroundings. She promptly sat on the red leather Gloryhole chair and spread her legs.

Naturally, Erika wore no panties. As her latex skirt slid up her thighs, a divine Czech pussy opened like a meaty pink rose. It glistened in the dull light of the Gloryhole booth alluringly.

I dropped to my knees and promptly stripped out of my clothes. Tight nipple clamps framed my tits, and my dripping pussy lips hung below me like wet lettuce leaves.

This Czech sex worker gazed down at me with disbelief in her eyes. What has led this well-dressed, respectable-looking woman to such levels of depravity? She was probably thinking.

I pressed my nose into her meaty slit that had been paid for and fucked by goodness knows how many men. The smell was enough to send you into a Gooning daze.

A spray of cheap perfume fought uselessly to hide a layer of ball sweat, cum, and the scent of sex emitting from this hooker’s pussy. I breathed in its divine scent of Porn slop and dived in.

My tongue began a sordid journey from her puckered asshole to her meaty clitoris. I left no inch of her free and easy slit untouched and ravaged her cheap love hole with my mouth.

I used my tongue like a cock to fuck her gaped hole. My eyes rolled at the thought of the countless womb hammers that had pumped their seed into this Czech hooker’s pussy over the years.

As I looked up, I saw Erika had flopped her meaty MILF tits out and was lazily watching the porn on screen whilst sparking up a cigarette. But I wanted her attention on me.

Pulling my tongue out and taking a breath, it stayed linked to her by a long trail of pussy slime and drool. My lips then plunged down, clamped over her exposed clit and sucked wildly.

In a vain attempt to stop a client from making her cum, Erika lazily tried to push my hungry mouth away from her slit, but it was no use. I was stuck in this whore’s hole like a parasite.

I sucked so hard that I thought I was going to pass out. As Erika began to thrust and thrash around, I gripped her plump mommy milkers with my hands and held her in place.

Her raspy voice erupted in the Gloryhole booth and drowned out the porn playing on the TV. My eyes rolled as her juices flooded my mouth. She tasted like sin, and sin tasted beautiful.

I lapped up her spilt juices from the filthy red leather seat and sucked her damp stockings dry. As I did, I rubbed my pussy ferociously. I was in a demented, sex-crazed state once again.

“It was too much. I erupted with pussy fluids all over her hooker foot. I heard my pussy gurgle from behind as my moans were drowned out in the trash can.”

I stood up, sucked on her enormous tits and attempted to kiss her, but she pulled away and offered me her neck instead. After all, prostitutes rarely kiss their clients.

“It looks like we have a visitor”, Erika said naughtily whilst nodding to a large cock that had appeared through the Gloryhole behind me, “I think it’s time to put you to work, isn’t it?”

I breathed heavily and nodded hungrily as Erika’s sweet juices dripped from my chin and down onto my erect nipples.

Forced To Suck Cock

The first cock that came through the wall was long, thick and nestled in a bush of pubes specked with grey hairs. It probably belonged to a man old enough to be my granddad, but I didn’t care.

With the hands of the Czech Gloryhole MILF firmly on my head, I got to work. Starting slow wasn’t an option.

She rudely pushed my head to the base of his cock until my whore lips connected with his pubes and the filthy cum stained walls of the Gloryhole booth.

I coughed, spluttered and gagged as the old man’s precum dribbled straight down my throat. I felt my meaty twat ripple as my body convulsed in a desperate attempt for respite.

“Ohhh, you dirty beeeech!” the MILF hooker cackled in her thick Central European accent as she yanked my head off the cock and stared into my tear-strewn, bloodshot eyes.

There were muffled voices outside and knocks on the door. There were many lust-driven men keen to get their cock sucked by me, and Erika knew it.

Gripping me by the hair above each ear, Erika slammed my head back and forth on the cock like my mouth was a bargain bin Fleshlight.

True to Gloryhole etiquette, the old man frantically knocked on the wall when he was about to cum. It didn’t make any difference. My mouth and head were going nowhere.

His old cock flailed like an uncontrolled firehouse and pumped rivers of hot, white semen down my throat. I gagged brutally, but Erika held my head in place to ensure I swallowed every drop.

Like a wild animal, I’d tasted my prey and was now uncontrollable. Whatever size or shape, I destroyed my throat on each cock that came through the wall over the course of an hour.

Being forced to suck cock by such an older veteran whore was an honour and a privilege. It inspired me to push my throat to new levels of depravity I never knew were possible.

As Erika and I neared the end of our time together, I was a transformed woman. My body was glazed in a layer of sweat, spit, and cum.

Imprisoned & Freed By a Pleaser Heel

My porn-drunk eyes hung lazily in my head, and I quivered with lust. Erika had grown tired of physically slamming my head back and forth at this point.

Now, I was on my knees with my mouth pressed firmly against the filthy hole in the wall. Erika was lazily texting and still sat on the seat behind with her tits and pussy out.

On the back of my head, Erika held me in place by pressing her pleaser heel-clad foot against the back of it, turning me into an anonymous fuckhole for random men’s dicks.

Men would come, slide their cock into my mouth, and fuck me until they came. My mouth was so close to the wall, and my teeth were behind my lips that I think many of them had no idea whether they were fucking a pussy or not.

This was the definition of being forced to suck cock. But honestly? It was one of my most beautifully humiliating forced sex stories, and one hour felt like it went by in seconds.

The final cock, belonging to a girthy black or Middle Eastern man, was a serious test and almost made me tap out.

But my gaping throat, now slick with multiple loads of cum, could handle it.

At one point, he plunged so deep and made me gag so aggressively that my pussy tightened and involuntarily gushed down my thighs, leaving me sucking cock in a puddle of my own slime.

He lazily fucked away at my mouth as I gagged loudly until his balls tightened and flung ropes of jizz into my stomach, impregnating my throat as my eyes rolled wildly.

Suddenly, the high heel was removed from the back of my head, and I was freed from my consensual Gloryhole prison.

“You have five minutes left, beeech!” Erika snarled at me, “what do you want to do now?”

“Can I,” I stuttered as I burped cum and choked on my own spit, “if you think I deserve it, can I please cum?”

“Hmmm, I think you deserve it,” Erika grinned, “I have an idea. Get on your knees!”

Erika had an idea, indeed. She was just as perverse as me. Remember the trash can in the Gloryhole booth overflowing with used condoms and sex tissues I mentioned at the start?

Well, on all fours, Erika demanded I bury my face in the sexual trash, and that was exactly what I did.

My vision was obscured by sexual debris. The divine stench of anonymous cum, and the slit juices of countless prostitutes engulfed my face and drowned my senses.

From behind, I heard Erika spit multiple times before the lubed-up heel of her stripper shoes tickled the hole of my pussy before gently sliding into my dripping slit and fucking me.

I tongued the used condoms that surrounded my face and sniffed the tissues. With one free hand, I rubbed my slit like a woman possessed as Erika’s heel defiled my snatch.

It was too much. I erupted with pussy fluids all over her hooker foot. I heard my pussy gurgle from behind as my moans were drowned out in the trash can.

The heel gently slid out of me, and Erika cleaned the juices from between her toes before she unceremoniously pushed her meaty tits back inside her top and hiked her skirt down over her bare pussy.

With that, she was gone. She had got up and left whilst looking at me disgusted. She was paid to do this, but I did it on my own accord. I was truly the real pervert here, and it felt beautiful.

I was left alone in the Gloryhole booth and locked the door behind her. For the next twenty minutes, I sat there dazed with my cum-drunk eyes fixed on porn.

Through the hole, multiple guys were looking at me. I couldn’t move to suck their cocks, so some stuck their hand through to grope my tits and stroke my abused pussy. I didn’t care.

Where Does a Forced Gloryhole Girl Go When She Needs a Cleanup?

After recovering, I stepped out of the porn cinema into the cool night air. Over the street, Erika was hanging out with four other streetwalking whores. All of them stared over, grinning slyly.

She’d told all of them the details of the forced sex stories that had happened inside, no doubt, and the humiliation felt beautiful. I staggered back to my Airbnb in a daze.

Lying in bed, I was filthy. My body was coated in the cum of anonymous men, I stank of cheap prostitute perfume, and the scent of sexual energy from the porn cinema hung around me.

I needed to be cleaned up. I lazily opened Adult Friend Finder and set my filters to submissive men. It didn’t take me long to find one and explain what I was looking for.

Within an hour, I had a skinny 19-year-old German guy tonguing my defiled body and swallowing the depraved filth that coated it until it was spotlessly clean.

As a reward, I let him lick my pussy until I sprayed divine female ejaculate into his submissive mouth before sending him home.

Let me tell you; it certainly beats a traditional shower.

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Disclaimer: This is a true story, but the porn cinema and red light district environments where this tale took place are far from safe for inexperienced people. I do not advise you to replicate my behaviour unless you’re sexually experienced and streetwise. In addition, this sex story may contain affiliate links to products used in the story. If a purchase is made through them, I may receive a small commission at no extra cost to you.