Part Two | A unicorn walks into a swingers club [F41 / Lots of M]

Part One

Dale and Lisa knew everyone that works at the club. They were greeted by many as they arrived. Two other women they know also showed up, and we were introduced and commonalities established. It could have been any other location where friends met to hang out, if not for the naked people, porn on the television in the background, the occasional sex act on the couch, and the frequent discussion of who had a big cock or a funny sounding orgasm.

Dale was occasionally attentive and would come by and put a hand on my waist. I watched how he greeted some of the other women, obviously past or current play partners. The vast majority of people there were couples – as far as I could tell, it was only me and the other woman Dale and Lisa introduced me to that were there solo. She and I chatted about dating, being submissive, and her prior experiences at the club.

Despite downing several glasses of sparkling wine, I seemed incapable of getting anything other than a happy buzz. I eventually gave up and focussed on having water, since I had already lost a bit of fluid during our time in the private room.

The downstairs bar got busier, I chatted with random people, and before I knew it, Jason had arrived. And the subsequent events are a bit mixed up in my brain. I remember most of everything that happened, but not necessarily the order in which it occurred. Not that it matters particularly.

I introduced him to Dale and Lisa and the other people I'd met. I gave him a tour of the place and tried to get him to have sex with me in the private room. He needed some time, and a drink. I didn't realize until later that it was his first time at a sex club. I knew he had played with other couples, and that he was interested in coming to this club, and just assumed he'd been. So he was actually rather nervous, which I didn't pick up on at the time.

We got him a bit more comfortable and we set off, wandering around the premises. I have no idea how it all began, but at some point we ended up in a large room where half of it was a platform bed, covered in vinyl. It's where Dale and Lisa and their friends were hanging out. The other single woman was being pounded by a guy while everyone else watched.

She got very loud, and that was commented on. It was actually incredibly comical – not just her orgasm, but imagine this: you are having sex, and a bunch of your friends are hanging out watching you, talking about what you are doing, then how the show "Mad Men" ended, then how you sound, then how to make a nice risotto. It went on like that for much of the night.

I think Dale grabbed me and started kissing and teasing me. I don't recall if I'd had sex with Jason yet at that point.

At some point, I was face down on the platform, head toward the open part of the room, as Dale was fingering me and making me squirt over and over. I looked up and there were maybe 20 people watching us. I laughed, said "hi everyone", and went back to focus on what was being done to me.

I soaked my outfit and a very large portion of the platform. I was told I was a good girl. One of the women stated even she couldn't do that. I was being admired for my sexual production, which made me giggle. Again.

Another time, I was on top of Jason, riding him, as he tried to focus on the task at hand instead of the laughing and commentary occurring beside us. He couldn't really do it…but I heard Dale murmuring something, then he came over to where we were, and the next thing I knew I was being double vaginally penetrated (DVP)…which felt great for me and for Jason, even though he wasn't completely hard.

The commentary then started in about us – as the rest of the people on the "bed" wondered aloud whether Dale was doing me anally or if it was DVP. They came to the right conclusion. I have no idea who was watching, or what people could see. I didn't care.

Jason observed, for the most part. He was standing across from the platform or sitting on a chair, staring at me. He said later he loved watching me get fucked – he found it incredibly hot.

After finishing with Dale at one point, I sat up with my legs dangling over the edge of the platform. A man approached me, smiled, and – I have no recollection of what he said, but I knew what he wanted. "Sure", I said, and he pulled me off the platform and turned me around so he could fuck me from behind.

I think it was another first. Not just a new partner, but a completely anonymous partner. I didn't get his name. He didn't ask mine. He pounded away while I simultaneously orgasmed and thought that the edge of the platform was going to leave a nasty bruise on my legs (it did: several).

Dale and Jason were watching me, as were others. Jason said later he particularly liked the contrast between his dark skin, and my light. Later, he came back to ask if he could fuck me again.

This time, he had a female companion with him. She watched us go at it again, and then pleaded to him to spend some time and pay attention to her instead. Awkward! Jason and I had a little giggle about that, but I felt bad for her. It wasn't the last time that night he approached me.

Jason and I also had a little debate, as he insists there were two different dark skinned men I had sex with. I insist they were the same guy. But to be fair, he is probably the better judge since he could see everything and I, on occasion, was preoccupied.

The second time, also bent over the platform (my toes barely touched the ground), suddenly there was a man in front of me, with his cock in my face. Thinking it was Jason, I took him in my mouth, then noticed he was brown-skinned (Jason isn't). I didn't like that. They are supposed to ask. Perhaps he asked the guy pounding me from behind, but I have no idea. I pushed him away from me and after a minute, he got the message and went away. I guess I demand some manners.

At another point, when Dale was fucking me, I could hear Lisa say to him "you can cum, baby". I have no idea if he did, but when he finished with me he put her on her back and started with her. He grabbed my hand and put it over hers as she was fondling her pussy. Another first. I wanted to grab a breast with my other hand, but didn't. Next time maybe.

Jason and I decided to have a change of scenery, so we went to the next floor. It was more crowded. One room had mostly couples doing their own thing. One couple caught my eye as they were fully dressed and he was fingering her furiously for what seemed like a half an hour.

The other room, if you can call it that, was just one big bed. More couples, but lots of women going down on one another. It was a mess of bodies and hard to tell who was doing what. Not surprisingly, there were lots of spectators there.

Jason and I didn't do much on that floor, but he was keeping an eye out for candidate men he wanted to watch me fuck. The guy from downstairs came up and we chatted with him for a bit – he was avoiding his girlfriend, who wanted to leave (not a huge surprise). Then we got propositioned by a relatively low-key looking couple – Jason was interested and they led us up to the private room.

The man started kissing me and I could feel his wife's hands on my back, neck, and ass. Jason started kissing her and in short order, we were on the bed, side by side, facing opposite directions. This guy knew how to fuck. Looking to my right I saw Jason's ass, so put my finger up it. Another first.

When we were all finished, the man stood up, said something about that being lovely, he and his wife both kissed me, and we went off into the club our separate ways. Jason and I did our own thing for the rest of the night. I told him I wanted to try out the swing in the dungeon so we did that. He fucked me on a desk. We got busy in one of the other rooms, but it was just the two of us.

When I was on the swing (which was rather awkward, and I'm not sure why), Dale came up to me, kissed me on the cheek and said "it's time for Lisa and I to go, baby, we'll see you soon".

Shortly afterwards, Jason and I decided we were done for the night. It was 2am. I was exhausted, sore, feeling a bit strange, but very, very content.

Ann Ann St. Vincent

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/398zed/part_two_a_unicorn_walks_into_a_swingers_club_f41