My Craziest Weekend: Part 1 – Friday [MF] [long]

Not a native English speaker or a writer, so any complaints about these topics won’t lead to much. Additionally that story is very long so I split it up.

And in reaction to some PMs. You may doubt it happened this way, which is your good right. Writing this is as much for the fun in sharing as reliving a great memory for me. So if you don’t believe me and read this, I hope you will at least enjoy the “story”. It should be noted I had disappointing sexual encounters too in the context of the swinger’s club, sometimes I wasn’t up to the task and sometimes the chemistry just sucked, but this is /r/gonewildstories and nobody wants to hear those accounts, at least of all things I don’t want to relive them.

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This is my third account of things, that happened to me while I worked and on my off-days infrequently visited a swinger’s club with my then girlfriend, though at the time of these events, we were on a break. The following occurred many months after the second memory I shared here. Both of my other posts can be found on my profile. This is the story of the most memorable weekend from that time.

**Friday**

I had started working at my bosses swinger’s club semi-regularly, whenever he thought he needed extra security or someone to fill in. Though private visits with my girlfriend had happened too, once in a blue-moon.

As I mentioned in my earlier accounts, there were a lot of specially themed parties in the club. Masquerade Party, Pool Party, an evening for fresh blood etc., these were the nights I worked there as extra security in general. One of these parties were the Gentlemen surplus evenings (sorry no idea how to translate it better). On these nights the gender ratios were intentionally skewed. On Gentlemen surplus night the ratio of men to women was about four to one, where normally mostly couples visited the club. The very rare Ladies surplus night in comparison saw only the odd male as guest too. Both were usually booked well in advance.

The night I am talking about was the a Gentlemen surplus evening. A lot of men and only a few women, who were really interested in getting passed around, for lack of a better description. There always were some female guests interested in just watching a real “gangbang”.

These parties were in general stressful for me as bouncer/ security, as it happened on such evenings that a lady lost her nerve and the men, who already were looking forward to the action got frustrated. Though real trouble was commonly outside the norm. But on occasion a man, who had paid a lot of money, got the idea a swinger’s club was a bordello and paying entitled them to sex.

This particular party was pretty mellow though. So I spent my time standing around first at the entrance and after duty switch in the general area inside. After working there for enough time the act of watching gets routine pretty fast, so standing around was boring as hell.

That was until I saw a familiar face. Emma, who had been part of my first partner swap/ second swinger’s experience, was in the crowd. She and her boyfriend George were the couple I and my girlfriend Lisa had swapped with. We had seen each other on a few special occasions after that. Nothing that happened on a regular basis though.

Emma saw me and came over. I was glad to have a short conversation to distract me from my boredom. Emma told me she and George had made plans to come since they had been interested, George in participating if possible and Emma was curious. We exchanged pleasantries for a bit and talked about how my girlfriend was, how work was and so on.

Then Emma returned to wherever she had come from. I thought that was that and returned to work. A little later Emma returned. It was an odd conversation that followed. She seemed to have a bunch of questions about the club, which I answered readily. This was common enough, but in between one questioning me, I could have sworn she was flirting with me. It wasn’t weird for some guests to hit on the security. My looks were and are still average, but I am very tall, and back then I had muscles for two. What made me not take the situation for full was, that Emma knew there was absolutely no way for me to do anything while I was on duty.

Emma sporadically kept coming by and kept up her teasing. This however frustrated me to no end. Emma looked good. She was blond and petite, but in good shape from daily running and she had smaller but very perky breasts. And I knew her well and especially intimately enough to like not only her body. So scantily clad as the dress-code for the evening dictated, being directly the center of so much attention, while being unable to do something about it, did make me horny and maybe angry out of frustration for the first fact. What added into the whole thing was that me and Lisa were on a relationship break, as she wanted to concentrate on her university studies. So I had gone without sex for a while.

Around half or two thirds through my shift Emma came by again, to do her tease routine, of rubbing herself and innocently massaging her breasts, while asking me things in a very suggestive kind of way. At that point I snapped and asked short tempered as I was, what all that was about.

The answer I got shut me up and made me dumbfounded. Apparently Emma had looked around and was not enthusiastic about being the center of attention for ten men. George on the other hand had decided to try his luck and maybe join a group. This left Emma pretty much alone. On top of that Emma still remembered the first time we had sex, during our partner swap.

Over time she had looked for an opportunity to get me alone without Lisa and George present. Dumbfounded I asked why of course. Emma answered that, I had taken her somewhat hard in comparison to George, which she found she had enjoyed. Though I didn’t think I had been rough with her in any way. She added that she felt like I still had held back on that occasion and she spoiled to find out, what I was like in bed away from my girlfriend and her boyfriend.

What I said next felt like a lame excuse. I objected I could do nothing of the sort, while I was working. To my shame I must admit, I did not for a second think about Lisa, my girlfriend, even though we were on a break, or George whose consent to an evening alone with his girl was in question. Swinging is based on trust, all parties need to agree on what is going to happen, at least that is the fine and honest way to do it. Emma just smiled and asked me, why I thought she had asked me, when I got off work. And indeed somewhere along the evening I had been asked that exact question. Emma told me she would like to entertain me as guest after work. George would not figure into the equation as he did not live with Emma.

The following hours felt like three times as long as normally. Emma kept teasing and especially frustrating me on purpose. A little before I was off-duty George and Emma left. I never ran into him that night, but I saw them go. I had no idea if George knew what was going on and to be honest I didn’t care. When my shift was over I tried to shake off the cobwebs in my head and had a quick, very cold shower, ingested some energy drink and a coffee both in one gulp and said my goodbyes.

I knew Emma lived in a house nearby with some of her friends. Refreshed as best as I could, I parked near her house and called her, when I was standing in front of her door.. She let me in, still wearing the same black lingerie and stockings, she had teased me with all night. After being teased, frustrated and toyed with for hours, I was in as foul a mood as possible, when having the simultaneous prospect of having sex with a pretty girl.

I was not in the mood for talking or hours of foreplay. So I just lost my jacket and grabbed Emma roughly by the back of her head. I kissed her and she reciprocated the kiss. She obviously had nothing against me being forward and taking charge. Since that was the case and Emma had mentioned she liked it rough on occasions, I carried on being forceful. I am very tall as mentioned and Emma was a little below average in height and slender. This meant in comparison to her, I was Goliath.

I asked her to indicate where her room was. She pointed at a door. Somehow Conan the Barbarian, the books, not the films, entered my mind. I decided to use my height, weight and strength to my advantage. I picked Emma up like a sack of potatoes and carried her to her room. I was used to managing heavier loads from work.

Arriving in her room, I dropped her on the bed, not too rough though. Emma squealed lightly, if in anticipation of getting what she wanted or in surprise from being dropped I had no idea. I undressed leaving only my shirt on. Normally I’m always advocating safer sex as is good practice for all endeavors concerning swinging, but my inner Conan was in charge and safer sex, was not something he thought about. So standing there in my shirt only, I grabbed Emma by her hair and put her lips on my dick, while she still lay on her bed.

Emma was very good at deepthroating, something I did not get to experience very often. My cock is average in size, so that was not the factor, it was just the partners I ended up with in general, did not enjoy it. So I positively savored the moment of having a pretty girl literally in my hand, having control over how deep I got to enter her mouth. My semi-boner grew hard and then even harder. It was intended to be rough but enjoyable, so I kept to the limits, I knew Emma could take from experience, but with more speed and rigid motions.

I did want this evening to go on for a while, so I did not finish. I took a step back and ordered Emma to essentially masturbate for me. She shifted positions, kneeling on her bed, rubbing herself as a display for me. I enjoyed the view and Emma’s hushed moans showed her arousal as well. When I deemed her ready for more I picked her up again, and laid her on the desk in her room face up..

I moved the cups of her bra drown, so it looked in essence like a cupless bra, and massaged her breasts firmly. Emma moaned in delight. To her surprise I moved on and did not take her panties off. I moved them to the side, to get at her already wet pussy. Just as if she was a cheap quickie. In the spirit of rough sex and dirty talk I told her as much, though I intended for this evening to be much longer than a quickie. I lined up my boner. Then I took her hands and held them to her legs, robbing her of much of her freedom of movement. Holding her hands pinned against the outside of her legs I pulled her pelvis up against my lap, entering her in the process. While spreading her legs into the air like a V shape.

She moaned intensely. Most of Emma’s weight rested on her shoulders. I knew from experience Emma was quite flexible, otherwise this position would have been a problem. I kept up the dirty talk while thrusting hard into Emma. I liked this position because it allowed for deep access into her and her more vulnerable position fit the theme of the night nicely. I could also see her face and every shiver and expression of pleasure, so I knew when she was enjoying what I was doing and could keep up the motions. Plus it felt very good for me too. Being treated like a cheap fuck and the combo of me moving hard and fast, pulling her into me repeatedly with as much force as I dared, got her even hotter.

Fucking her with speed and gusto, the fact of fucking like animals made Emma more sensitive, than on the few occasions I had known her and she came screaming and shivering. Emma tended to be very loud when she climaxed or enjoyed herself. Far from finished I kept going at her. I kept it up for a few more minutes before shifting positions to a standing up one. Emma’s comparably light weight worked in my favor.

Emma hugged me and crossed her legs behind my hips. I impaled her on my dick roughly. She moaned and I could feel her shiver. I leaned her back against the wall and hammered into her for a short while. Standing-up is no position to hold for long though, so after having proven I was capable to do it for a while, I moved us on to the bed. Shifting locations and positions like that, kept her guessing and gave me a little time to fight back my own climax.

I had remembered what position I had used on her in our first encounter. The Viennese oyster demands great flexibility of the woman, with Emma that was no problem. She lay on her back and lifted her legs far back, so her feet were near her ears. I held her feet in place at her ankles and began fucking her. Emma was already sensitive and in this position the stimulation for us both was extreme. I was near to cumming. Luckily I caught myself before going off in Emma, as I was still not wearing protection. I finished Emma of by rubbing her through her panties, she was still wearing..

While she was still cumming and shivering from her climax, I pulled out my cock and grabbed Emma’s head again. I put her mouth on my dick and at this point it took me only a few strokes to finish. Emma knew what was following and strained a little against my grip, but not with real force, otherwise I would have let her go. She relaxed into it and I finished in her mouth, shooting it into her with an exhausted groan and she swallowed my load whole. Which I felt was epic. Well for me at least.

I fell back exhausted. Emma was still in a little daze. When she had recovered a little she started talking. Emma told me normally she doesn’t swallow, but having enjoyed our romp very much and seeing as I had the decency and self-control to not cum inside her pussy, she made an exception. I smiled and thanked her. We talked about random stuff for a few moments. Before it dawned on me I still had to drive home and I was bone tired. When I got up, Emma asked me what I was doing. I explained my intentions and maybe she saw how tired I was at that point, but she just smiled and said I could stay the night. We had just done more intimate stuff than sleeping in the same bed, so I did not object, got rid of my shirt and cleaned myself up a little. Emma too finally undressed and grabbed a towel and we fell asleep pretty fast.

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