Our First Sex Club Experience

Note: the images we linked to are not of us.

We arrived at the club at about midnight. As our driver opened the rear door of the towncar, the headlights of oncoming traffic flashed against Roxanne’s blond hair. For a long moment, she illuminated the dark street. Gracefully, she stepped up to the curb; her gold jewelry perfectly complimenting the black cocktail dress, black patent leather heels and sheer stockings. I followed, wearing a black suit with a white shirt and an open collar.

As we entered the club, we did not know what to expect. It was a Saturday night and there were a hundred or so couples there, a mix of ages and ethnicities and attractiveness in various stages of undress. As we navigated the public rooms, heads turned as we made our way to a table at the edge of the dance floor. Men and women alike looked us up and down, made eye contact and held our gaze. Unexpectedly, I enjoyed the eyes upon us. In the back of my mind, i wanted her to be noticed and lusted after. She was beautiful, unattainable, and most importantly: she was mine. My possession of her sparked something unexpected in me that I had never experienced before.

We decided that we needed to take our time, to take a drink and scan the crowd. We brought a bottle of champagne, popped it to some fanfare and sipped it as we watched couples pair up in twos and threes on the dance floor. It was interesting to see the dynamics at play as seduction tightened intentions or inhibitions loosened with the rush of expectation to the thumping beat and blue lights. I took my time examining the people around us, watching the way their glances considered us. Roxanne was, by far, the best looking woman in the club. Although repeated glances in our direction became fixed stares, no-one approached us as we drank the champagne.

When we finished our first pair of drinks, we decided to venture down the long dark hallway, into to the sex rooms. We did not know what awaited us there, but we had seen enough on the dance floor to pique our interest.

I led her through a beaded barrier into the hallway. Couples, hand in hand, crowded the corridor, passing with a constant coming and going. As we pushed past a pair, I caught sight of a series of four closed doors, two on each side of the main hallway. We walked to the first door, gently turned the knob, and slowly opened it. The first room was lit by a red light and dominated by a canopy bed, upon which two naked couples were fucking. A half-dozen couples surrounded the bed on three sides, some watching, some moving on to the adjacent room. We joined the flow and made our way around the bed, catching glimpses of the couples on the bed as well as those who watched them. As we passed, I felt the eyes upon us, upon her.

From the Red Room, we entered a much emptier, Purple Room; that had, in its center a leather-covered table, upon which a woman lay naked on her back. Her legs were spread wide, exposing her sex to all passers-by, and her arms stretched up past her head; where her man, standing next to her, bound them together at the wrist with one hand, as the other caressed her upright breasts. He offered her body, so very available and displayed, to the passing couples. As we passed by, the couple in front of us took advantage of his offer. She moaned loudly and writhed as four anonymous hands brushed, grasped, pinched and penetrated her. Fingers rubbed her lips, entered into her mouth and penetrated her sex. Her man held her firmly in place, watching wordlessly, supporting her surrender.

We exited the purple room and, crossing the hallway, entered a very large room whose plexi-glass walls offered a clear view of a large bed surrounded on two sides by a curving line of couches. The room felt like a Theater. On the bed that served as the stage, two naked women sucked a man’s cock. He lay back, stroking their hair as their hungry mouths consumed him. A crowd of about twenty people watched them.

I led her to an open space on the center couch. Facing the stage, I sat down with my legs spread and guided her to sit between my legs. We watched the women work his cock, taking turns to lick and suck it. Another couple made their way to the bed, positioning themselves directly in front of us. The man lay back, opened his pants as his woman knelt between his legs, swallowing him whole. Lovingly she worked her lips and tongue around his member. He leaned up on his elbows and surveyed the crowd of onlookers until his gaze fixed on us. He looked at me directly. As we made eye contact, Roxanne curved her back against my chest, thrusting her ass onto my cock, exposing her neck to my mouth.

As I kissed her neck, my hands roamed across her body. I parted her legs and lifted her dress. Until this moment, I had never experienced the pleasure of showing her off, of putting her on display like this.

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The man’s eyes strayed down to her chest as i opened the plunging neckline, pulled it to one side and scooped her breast from the demi cup bra; exposing her. She gasped as I fingered her erect, pink nipple.

On the bed, the man thrusted his hips. His wife gasped. His gaze followed my hands down her stomach. I spread her legs wide and pulled the dress up to her waist. He stared intently. She was a wearing see through panties, with a garter belt and stockings. I pulled her panties to the side and framed the pink perfection of her pussy between my fingers. I showed Roxanne’s pussy to him, spreading it, I found her clit and squeezed it between my thumb and fore-finger. She shuddered. She grabbed my hand and forced two fingers into the slickness of her sex.

On the bed, the man watched intently as Roxanne thrusted my fingers in and out of her sex. I watched him become fully erect in his wife’s mouth. His wife opened her eyes, searching for his, and followed his gaze to us. She stared at us as she swallowed him. She held my gaze as she buried her left hand down the front of her panties.

Roxanne twisted before me, her mouth hungrily seeking mine. We kissed, wet and hard. When we broke to take a breath, I scanned the room. I had not realized that the crowd around us had swelled considerably. As my glance shifted from face to face, it struck me that the crowd had stopped watching the couples on the beds and were watching us. Across the room, a woman pulled her husbands cock out of his pants and stroked it as they watched us.

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I pulled off her dress completely. She lay back. Fingering her clit so that everyone in the room could see. Then I thrust my fingers deeply into her.

The crowd pressed in. I welcomed their eyes upon her. A feeling of raw power overtook me. I realized in that moment that I loved and adored her, I wanted to show her off, to show all of these people the ferocity of our love, the madness of our connection. She writhed and moaned in pleasure as I whispered in her ear that the whole room was watching her. In that moment, I knew that she was, and would forever be, mine. No-one, no-thing would ever come between us.

Roxanne reached back and squeezed my cock, now rock hard in my pants. “I want your cock,” she said.

Yes, I wanted to fuck her right there, in front of everyone. But, I hesitated. For a fleeting moment, I felt out of control. A frenzied, unpredictable energy swirled around us. I needed to regain control, I wanted her badly, but knew that I had to find a quieter, more secluded place. I stopped. I pulled down her dress below her knees and squeezed closed the neckline of her dress.

I pushed her to stand and quickly led her through the crowd, back into the hallway. I pushed the first door I could find. It opened to the Red Room. Music blared. We squeezed in and I locked the door behind us. In the room, a half dozen couples circled the canopy bed, watching two men pleasure a very vocal woman. In the corner adjacent to the door, I lifted Roxanne and sat her on chest-high ledge, directly below the red lamps. She was head and shoulders above the crowd, and the lights painted her skin and hair bright crimson. No-one noticed as I spread her legs, lifted her dress and attacked her sex with my mouth.

She was so wet. I forced my tongue into her and sucked her clit. She moaned and pulled my head into her. I looked up and our eyes met. I reached up and opened the neckline, the dress fell from her shoulders, exposing her breasts. The couple next to us turned from the sex on the bed, and watched us intently. The man admired her breasts.

"Touch them" I offered her to them, "touch her breasts.”

Moments later, Roxanne felt four unfamiliar hands on her. Both the man and the woman touched her chest and neck then ran their hands from her clavicle, across her shoulders. Then he cupped her breasts. She swooned, thrust her hips against my mouth and tossed her head. I looked up, I had never seen her express such raw pleasure. She was lost in the moment. The man moved behind me, so that he could use both hands on her breasts. He squeezed them roughly, pinching her nipples.

Looking up, with my mouth clamped on her sex, seeing another man’s hands on her, was incredibly sexy. Nothing had ever turned me on more than watching her experience this uncommon pleasure.

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She moaned and then she shuddered and shook as she came.

I stood up. “We are done.” I said.

The man backed off, politely.

We fixed our clothes, regained our composure, pushed past the crowd and entered a dark and silent night, more alive with energy than any I have ever experienced.

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