The Gloria Hole
Copyright© 2025 by H. Malcom Walker
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - In the heart of Nashville, a young college student finds herself ensnared in a dangerous game of blackmail and control. When explicit photos of her are revealed, she is thrust into a nightmare scenario. The mysterious voice threatens to expose her if she doesn't submit to their increasingly perverse demands. Thus begins Gloria’s twisted descent into sexual depravity. Will she manage to free herself or will her journey into the heart of perversion in Music City lead to her to hit rock bottom?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Fa Blackmail Coercion NonConsensual Reluctant Lesbian Heterosexual School Incest Mother Father Daughter BDSM FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Gang Bang Orgy Black Male White Female Analingus Cream Pie Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Body Modification Doctor/Nurse Prostitution
I woke up once sometime in the early morning hours. I felt so warm and peaceful, feeling Mom spooned up behind me with her arm wrapped around me. One of her legs was between mine, and I felt so relaxed and loved. I thought about going to pee, but when I moved Mom pulled me back in tight and murmured something that I didn’t understand. I closed my eyes and I was asleep again.
I woke up again, my eyes fluttering open to the soft glow of dawn filtering through the curtains. As my vision struggled to adjust, I realized something was different. Mom’s leg was no longer between mine; instead, I felt a warm, damp weight pressing down on my nose. I blinked, trying to process the sensation, and then it clicked. Mom was straddling my face, her pussy hovering just above my mouth.
“Wake up, sleepyhead,” she purred, her voice thick with desire. “Mommy needs you to eat her pussy. But be gentle, okay? Mommy got fucked by a lot of men last night, and my pussy is sore, especially around my poor little cunt hole.”
Heat radiated from her, and the musky aroma of her arousal drifted into my nostrils as I yawned and took a deep breath. Her thighs were slick with a mixture of her juices and the remnants of her lovers. I tentatively reached up, my fingers brushing against the soft, damp folds of her labia. She moaned, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down my spine.
“Start with my clit, baby,” she whispered, her hips shifting slightly to give me better access. “It’s so sensitive right now. Lick it gently, like a little kitten.”
I obeyed, my tongue darting out to tease the swollen nub. It was hot and pulsing, throbbing with need. I circled it slowly, feeling it swell and harden under my touch. Mom let out a soft gasp, her hips bucking slightly as I increased the pressure. Her hands found their way to my hair, guiding my movements, urging me deeper.
“Wrap your hands around my thighs, baby. You’re doing so good. Damn...”
The taste of her was intoxicating, a heady mix of salt and sweet, with an underlying musk that was uniquely her. Her clit throbbed against my tongue, her body responding to every lick and suck. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps, her hips moving in time with my ministrations.
“Fuck, Gloria,” she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure. “You’re so good at this. Keep going, baby. Make Mommy come.”
I redoubled my efforts, my tongue flicking and circling, my lips sucking gently. Her body tensed, with her muscles coiling tight as she neared the edge. Her grip on my hair tightened, her hips grinding against my face as she chased her release.
With a final, shuddering cry, she came, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. I lapped at her clit, drawing out every last shudder, every last gasp. As she collapsed onto the bed beside me, a sense of satisfaction washed over me. I had pleased her, and that made me very happy.
We lay there for a few moments, our breaths syncing as we both came down from the high of her orgasm. I traced lazy patterns on her thigh, savoring the softness of her skin. Finally, I mustered the courage to ask, “Mommy, do you think I’ve been your good little slut?”
She turned to me, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “You’ve been the best, Gloria. The absolute best.”
Emboldened, I asked, “Then can I ask you for a favor?”
She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Of course, baby girl. What do you need?”
I swallowed hard, my heart racing. “I want to play with your asshole, Mommy. I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel.”
Her eyes widened in surprise, but she didn’t hesitate. She rolled over and got onto her knees, her head resting on the sheets. I positioned myself behind her, taking a moment to admire the sight before me. Her ass was round and firm, the soft, pale skin contrasting with the darker, more intimate places below.
I spread her cheeks apart, revealing the tight, puckered hole nestled between them. It was pink and delicate, a stark contrast to the rough, inflamed red of her well-used pussy. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to tease the sensitive flesh. Mommy let out a gasp, her body tensing at the unexpected sensation.
Oh my god, it’s so soft and warm. I can’t believe I’m finally getting to explore this part of her. It’s so different from her pussy, so tight and responsive.
I took my time, exploring every inch of her with my fingers first. I traced the tight ring of muscle, feeling it clench and unclench under my touch. The texture was unlike anything I had experienced before, soft and velvety, with little wrinkles that made it feel kind of weird as I ran circles around it with the pad of my pointer finger. I ran two fingertips around the edge, watching as it pulsed and contracted with each touch.
Wow, it’s so responsive. I wonder what it feels like inside.
I tentatively pressed the tip of my finger against the tight opening, feeling it give slightly before pushing back. I applied a bit more pressure, and with a soft pop, the tip of my finger slipped inside. Mommy let out a low moan, her hips bucking slightly as I explored further.
Fuck, it’s so tight. I can feel it gripping my finger, pulsing around it.
I moved my finger in and out slowly, feeling the tight ring of muscle clench and unclench with each movement. I could see the way her asshole reacted, the way it pulsed and closed back up when I withdrew my finger. It was mesmerizing, the way her body responded to my touch.
Mommy’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with each passing second. “Oh fuck, Gloria,” she panted, her voice thick with desire. “That feels so good, baby. Keep going.”
Emboldened by her response, I decided to taste her. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to tease the sensitive flesh once more. This time, I didn’t hold back. I explored every inch of her cleft with my tongue, circling the tight ring of muscle, feeling it clench and unclench under my touch. It was hot and pulsing, throbbing with a life of its own.
The taste was unlike anything I had experienced before - salty and slightly bitter, with an underlying sweetness that was uniquely her. It was raw and musky, a heady aroma that made my mouth water. I sucked gently, drawing the flesh into my mouth, savoring the unique texture and taste.
Mmm, it’s so different from Becky’s. This is real, unwashed, and so fucking hot.
“Fuck, Gloria,” she panted, her voice thick with desire. “You’re so fucking nasty. I can’t believe how good this feels. Hang on a second!”
I watched her stretch out across the bed, leaning over towards her side table. She opened the drawer and rummaged around inside for a few seconds before she pulled out one of her bullet vibrators. I heard the buzz coming from it as she pushed the button on the bottom of it to her favorite setting. She then resumed her position, and I immediately dove back in, spreading her cheeks and stabbing her little brown ring with my tongue.
Mmm, the vibrator sounds so sexy. I can feel it all the way up to her asshole. This is so hot, eating my Mommy’s ass out like a good little slut.
The wet sounds of her vibrator squelched as it moved against her clit and her very wet pussy. The soft noises mingled with my own slurps and sucks. I redoubled my efforts, my tongue delving deeper, my lips sealing around the tight hole as I sucked and licked with abandon. I pushed in as hard as I could, my tongue probing and teasing, my lips kissing and sucking.
Her asshole was so tight, so responsive. With each lick, each suck, it pulsed and clenched, drawing me deeper, urging me on. Her thighs were slick with a mixture of her juices, and I lapped it all up, savoring every drop, every trace of her pleasure.
God, I love the way she tastes, the way her body responds to me. I can feel her getting closer, her ass clenching tighter. I want to make her cum so bad.
Mommy’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with each passing second. Her fingers moved faster against her clit, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. I guess she was beyond feeling pain, since her hand moved the vibrator faster against her clit, and I could hear the sound diminish as she occasionally sunk it into her cunt hole. I had her breath coming in short, sharp gasps by this point.
With a final, shuddering cry, she came, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. “Oh fuck, Gloria! You dirty little bitch, you’re eating my asshole so fucking good! You’re Mommy’s ass slut!”
I held on tight, my tongue and lips working her asshole through the entirety of her orgasm. She wailed out in pleasure, “Oh my fucking God!”
As she collapsed onto the bed, her body slick with sweat and her breath coming in ragged gasps, I pulled back, a sense of satisfaction washing over me. I had pleased her, and in doing so, I had pleased myself. I was Mommy’s little slut, and it made me so happy.
After a few more moments of me lightly kissing her skin, Mommy rolled over and reached back to pull me up onto her, our bodies pressing tightly together. She turned her head, capturing my lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together, tasting and teasing, as we savored the intensity of the moment. I really enjoyed the flavors of her pussy and asshole mixing on my tongue, and she sucked my tongue deep into her mouth, moaning as she tasted it herself.
Just as we pulled apart, breathless and flushed, a voice suddenly filled the room, emanating from the speaker on the camera pointed at the bed. “Well, well, well, what a performance! You two are really hitting your stride as a mom-daughter slut act. Almost 500 viewers tuned in for that one, and the numbers are trending up. Keep it up, and you’ll be stars in no time.”
Mommy and I exchanged a knowing look, a mix of excitement and nervousness passing between us. We had known about the cameras, of course, but hearing the confirmation and the praise was still a rush.
The voice continued, “Now, why don’t you two get cleaned up, grab some breakfast, and meet me in the living room. We have some business to discuss.”
Mom nodded, a smirk playing on her lips. “You heard the voice, Gloria. Let’s get going and see what it has in store for us.” She kissed me one more time then got out of bed to put some panties and exercise pants on. I wasn’t allowed to wear clothes in the house, so I just went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and my hair.
We sat at the kitchen table and ate a bowl of cereal, then went in the living room and sat on the couch in front of the TV. I saw the camera above it move to follow us, then the voice started talking to us.
“Good morning, my sluts. Today I’ll be talking mostly to Gloria, so let’s have you scooch up to the edge of the couch so your mommy can lick your pussy for you. Won’t that be nice?”
I didn’t really care for the voice, but I had to admit this was a nice gesture. Mom took a hair band off her wrist and tied her hair back before she knelt on the floor in front of me. I scooted up until my ass was barely on the couch, then put my hand behind her head to pull her face towards my pussy.
She started by licking up and down my slit a few times, then immediately stuck her tongue deep inside my cunt. Fuck, she was so good at that. The fact that it was my own mom servicing me just made it even more wicked. She twirled her tongue around in my slot before she moved up and sucked hard on my clit a few times. It was all I could do to pay attention when the voice started talking again.
“Now then, Gloria,” said the voice. “One of your responsibilities for us is to help us expand our slut associates, so you’re going to be doing some recruiting for us.”
On the TV, a picture of my professor Ms. Woodward appeared, along with some text alongside it. It stated her name, Alicia Wooward, and age, which surprised me at only being 42. I always thought she was older than that. I guess it was the severe bun she wore her hair in, along with the streaks of grey running through it.
“We’ve been doing some surveillance on Ms. Woodward, and the good news is that she is attracted to young women like yourself. She watches online porn almost every night, and even has a subscription to MommysGirl.com which specializes in older women fucking younger women. We’re probably going to shoot some scenes of you two for that site if we can work out the proper deal.”
Mom chose that exact moment to nibble on my clit, and I grabbed her head with both hands and moaned out loud. “Fuck, fuck, fuck Mommy!” I cried out. The voice stopped talking for a moment until I could regain my composure.
“So what we’re going to do is send her an email from your school account, asking her if she figured out a way for you to get extra credit, yet. We’ll imply that you’re desperate to pass, and will do anything if she will just tell you what you need to do.”
Mom stuck two fingers inside my pussy right then, curling them to hit my g-spot. She knew exactly where it was. My insides turned to jelly and my orgasm started to build up from deep inside. It wouldn’t be much longer at this point.
“Oh fuck, Mommy! Oh yes! Oh, my fucking God!”
My orgasm crested, then overwhelmed me. I was squeezing Mom’s head hard with my thighs, and pulling her face into my pussy as hard as I could. She was relentless, and continued to lick, suck, and slurp as my whole lower body convulsed around her. When she finally relented, I opened my legs and she lay her head on my thigh, gently blowing air through her lips at my pussy.
“As I was saying,” continued the voice patiently. “Once Janie responds she will be invited to meet you at a friend’s condo in the Gulch that you’ll be house sitting for. We have the entire unit completely wired for sound and high-definition video. You’re going to be the dream girl for Ms. Woodward, and fuck her all night long while we record everything. You’ll keep asking her to make sure you’ll get an ‘A’ for doing everything with her, which is not only unethical but also illegal for someone in her position. After that we’ll take care of the rest and get her into our system. We think she’s going to be an excellent middle-aged slut for us and we should get years of service out of her.”
I nodded my head, but I was distracted a little because Mom was blowing right on my clit and using one finger to gently stroke up and down my slit.
“Okay, I can tell you’re distracted, so we’ll stop while Linda eats you out one more time. After that, she has an appointment and won’t be eating dick or pussy for a few weeks.”
“Wait, what?” Mom asked as she turned her head towards the camera. I was having none of that, and pulled her face back into my crotch, pushing my pussy up towards it at the same time. I was so damn horny, and Mom knew exactly how to make me cum hard.
She worked my pussy over for almost ten minutes before I came again. Then she flipped me over on my hands and knees and got up behind me. “Frig that pussy while I pay you back for this morning,” she ordered. I started stroking my clit while Mom spread my ass cheeks and used that magic tongue of hers on my brownie. “Oh fuck,” I moaned out. “Eat my ass, Mommy! Eat it good!”
Mommy’s tongue was like magic, exploring every inch of my sensitive flesh. She licked and sucked, her movements slow and deliberate, drawing out every ounce of pleasure. I loved the feel of the wet heat of her mouth, the rough texture of her tongue sending shivers down my spine. I rubbed my clit faster, my fingers slick with my own juices, matching the rhythm of her licks.
“Mmm, you taste so good, Gloria,” Mommy murmured between licks, her voice a low, husky growl. “Your ass is so tight and responsive.”
I pushed back against her face, urging her deeper, wanting more. The sensation of her tongue probing my asshole was intense, the pleasure building with each pass. My body was coiled up tight, and my orgasm was approaching with the force of a freight train.
“Oh God, Mommy, I’m so close,” I panted, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “Don’t stop, please don’t fucking stop!”
She redoubled her efforts, her tongue delving deeper, her lips sealing around my tight hole as she pushed her tongue in and out with abandon. I could hear the wet sounds of her mouth, the slurps and sucks mingling with my own moans of pleasure.
She pulled out long enough to say, “Cum for me, baby girl.” Her voice was thick with desire. “Let me feel you clench around my tongue.”
With a final, shuddering cry, I came, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over me. Both my asshole and pussy were pulsing. My little brown ring was clenching and unclenching around her tongue as I rode out the intensity of my orgasm. Mommy held on tight, her tongue working inside my asshole through the entirety of my release.
As I collapsed onto the couch, my body slick with sweat and my breath coming in ragged gasps, Mommy pulled back, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “That’s my good little slut,” she purred, her eyes shining with pride and lust.
Just as I was catching my breath, the voice from the speaker filled the room again. “Linda, Gloria, it’s time to get ready. An Uber will be waiting outside to take you to your next appointment.”
Mom raised an eyebrow, a mix of curiosity and anticipation in her eyes. “Well, the voice always has something fun setup. Let’s see what they have in store for us.”
We made our way to the bedroom, where we the voice instructed us to change into matching outfits. They were skin-tight, two-piece ensembles that left nothing to the imagination—no bras, no panties, just sheer fabric that clung to every curve. The top was a low-cut number that barely covered our breasts, and the bottom was a matching pair of shorts that ended just below our asses. We slipped into the outfits, feeling the cool fabric against our bare skin, and slid on flat sandals.
As we stepped out of the house, the Uber was already waiting, the driver knowing our destination. The ride was short, and we soon found ourselves in front of a clinic that looked more like a high-end spa than a medical facility. It seemed to be closed for the day, but we were met and escorted to a procedure room by a young nurse.
Mom was instructed to take her top off and lie back in a cushioned chair like you might find in a dentist office. Leather straps were placed around her head and neck, as well as her arms, securing her in position. Above her, a large mirror was angled so that she could watch the entire procedure.