Sweet Wednesday, Intoxicating

Hey all, thanks for the encouragement and kind words for the first installments of my experiences, here’s the links in case you missed them, and then the next chapter!

The introduction https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/hmjikc/sweet_wednesday_an_introduction/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

The preparation

Sweet Wednesday, the preparation from cdstoriesgonewild

“Well blow me down, ain’t you pretty as a picture!” Drawled Bob, a wry smile emerging from the beard.

“I don’t recognise you, and trust me I know all the girls that come here, and cum here too” he joked.

“Yes it’s my first time” I replied, gently tossing my hair back with my hand “what should I expect downstairs?”

“A lot of attention, a lot of wandering hands and a lot of free drinks” he chuckled “but remember this, you’re in charge ok, no means no and I insist on it, some guys take a bit of persuasion but if you’re uncomfortable at any point, me, Nancy and the staff have your back, ok?”

“Thanks Bob” I nod in reply.

“Have fun sugar”

He steps aside and holds the door open for me, beyond the threshold is a staircase down, it’s moody and slightly warmer than out in the pub.

“Oh Christ, here’s goes nothing” I think to myself, as I smile at Bob and step forward. There’s a slight tang in the air, a very faint smell of sweat, i wrinkle my nose slightly as I start to make my way down the stairs, the dull thud of my footsteps echoed by the thunk thunk thunk of the bass in the music playing downstairs, some Euro trance music. The stairs turn down to the left and double back, theres a cloakroom to one side and a door infront of me, the music is slightly louder and there’s light flickering from a few TV’s in the room beyond, I check my teeth and makeup in my hand mirror one last time, then check in my bag with another effeminate male in the cloakroom, and head inside.

My senses are overwhelmed by everything, the TV’s are all showing different porn movies, all with a common them; tgirls. There’s interracial porn, trans on trans, guys fucking tgirls, tgirls fucking guys, everything. This is accompanied by disco lights and eurotradh music and trance. The smell of sex is heavy in the air, mixed with incense and a dizzying array of women’s perfume and men’s aftershave. There’s muffled groans and moans of unseen people behind a thick black curtain to the right of me, the drone of chatter from maybe 30 people in the room infront of me, with a small bar at the far end, and laughter and cheering coming from a smaller sectioned off area to the left. The very air is thick and warm, and all of this combined, it was intoxicating.

I make my way over to the bar, noting how many people looked over at me as I moved past them, the hunger and lust in the men’s eyes, the jealous and threatened looks from many of my fellow girls. There’s a lady behind the bar, a shock of bubblegum pink hair piled high and held in place by what I presumed was a whole can of hairspray, one side of her head completely shaved, her face a smorgasbord of piercings.

“What will it be love?”

“A double rum and coke please” I simper back

“I’ll get that” a deep voice rumbled over from my left

I whirl around, trying to find the location of the voice. A tall guy, maybe late 30’s, with dark hair slicked back and a jawline chiselled from granite, flashed me a perfect smile and said

“Hey I’m Adam, I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of meeting you yet”

I melted slightly inside, he was incredibly handsome, looked like he stepped straight off a Hugo Boss advert, a crisp white shirt open at the neck, tucked tightly into slim dark grey trousers, that gently tapered to his brown leather shoes, the tightness of his clothing showing off his impeccable physique.

“Fuck” I muttered to myself, subconsciously biting my lower lip, trying not to stare at the noticeable bulge in his crotch.

“Oh umm, yeah thanks, I’m Felicity” I hear myself saying, before *cringe* offering a hand out to shake his like I’m in some corporate office and we’re closing a deal on a new biscuit supplier for the staff kitchen! He raises an eyebrow, and shakes my hand with a bemused smile on his face

“Oh you twat you twat you twat” I’m screaming to myself in my head, as I turn off and study the rest of the people in the room. There’s a mix of men and girls, roughly a 60/40 split. Many of them in clothes not fit for more public spaces than this one, there’s thigh high boots, microskirts, bondage wear, there’s even a girl wearing nothing but nipple clamps, a chastity cage, heels and a silk nightrobe. The men are mostly dressed in suits or smart casual, I hazard a guess that most of them are skiving off work to be here, Sweet Wednesday a place for them to release their innermost fantasies, a juxtapose from their incredibly mundane and vanilla office jobs. I spy a spare chair over by the thick curtain and sashay my way over to it, once again feeling the eyes of seemingly a thousand people on me. I sit down, gently arranging my dress hem which had ridden up slightly, making sure my decency was covered, but pulling it high enough to offer a glimpse at the top of my stockings. After a couple of minutes, a girl approaches me, I recognise her from online chatrooms

“Felicity, isn’t it?!” She says, holding out a hand to pull me to my feet, pulling me in for a hug.

“Yes, it is! And you’re Amber, right?”

Amber is 6 feet tall, with a huge bundle of bright red hair on her head, cascading down a slightly thin and sharp face, her eye makeup aggressively black and coupled with bright red lips similar to mine. There’s a northern twang to her voice, Yorkshire, I decide. She’s slim and has slender legs that go in forever, with bright red spiked heel boots on, she stands out in this room and I’m feeling a lot more at ease now, a familiar face helps that.

We spend a few minutes catching up and filling eachother in on our lives, before she grabs my hand and says “Cmon I want you to meet someone” and drags me towards the curtain.

“Amber, I’ve never been here before, I’m kinda nervous”

“Oh sorry babe, ok let’s go this way then”

And with that we head back to the bar and Amber orders a round of shots. I look around but Adam seems to have moved on (fuck sake) so I push his glorious body and smile out of my mind for now and turn back to Amber. She has some salt in her hand, a lime wedge and 4(!) Tequila shots lined up. She rubs the lime wedge along her neck, adds the salt and does the same to my neck. She then tells me I’m first to go, hands me a shot and holds the lime wedge between her teeth, before offering her neck to me. Oh I see where she’s going with this. I slowly lick the salt off her, trying to be as sexy as possible, before knocking back the fiery liquid and moving in to kiss her, biting down on the lime as I do so. We pull apart, and then repeat the process but in reverse, with me holding her lime. This time as she moves in to kiss me, she slides her hand up my thigh and under my dress, and grabs a handful of my arse, squeezing it tight as she kisses me deeply. We move apart again, I take the lime wedge out of my mouth, down my second shot, motion to her to down hers too, and we proceed to make out by the bar, my hand on her stomach just above her crotch, another in her hair on the back of her head, both hers on each arse cheek, nails digging into my flesh, before her hand wanders further, she’s noticed my panties are open at the back, and she goes towards my hole. She finds my plug, and kisses me deep and laughs slightly as she gently pulls it, causing me to gasp and squirm slightly, knees bent as a wave of bliss hits my prostate.

She stops the kiss and stares into my eyes. “I think you’re going to have a lot of fun today, Flick” she purrs, and grabs my hand and pulls me towards the black curtain, where the sounds of ecstasy were getting louder…

We step through the curtain, the music is louder in here, and the lights are low. There’s more curtains, one twitches back as we walk past and there’s a man standing pushed up against the wall, facing it. For a few seconds I’m confused, but then as we walk past the next curtain, I see a girl on her knees vigorously sucking a cock poking out through a gloryhole from the first cubicle.

“Ahh of course” I think to myself, my eyes transfixed on her bobbing up and down his shaft, her eyes closed, one hand between her legs pumping her own cock as she works.

We move forward, past a couple more cubicles, and through an archway into a room with a couple of stools along one wall and a large red leather day bed in the middle. Amber drags me forward to the stools where a man is sitting, beer in hand, watching 2 girls sitting on the bed kissing as a few men stand around them with their dicks in hand, one of them squatting between a girl’s legs, tenderly licking the head of her cock. She sits down and she puts her hand on his crotch and smiles, and motions for me to sit on the opposite side of him.

“Felicity, this is Chris, Chris, meet Felicity”

“Hi Chris” I lean forward and peck him on the cheek as a hello, remembering how stupid I felt with Adam earlier with the handshake.

“Hey Felicity, word is you’re new here” Chris replies

“how does everyone know that, ffs” I think to myself

I like the look of Chris immediately, he’s not very tall, about 5″11, quite slim with a shaved head and small goatee, his skin a light caramel colour, there’s a slight Caribbean lilt in his voice and he has a huge toothy smile. He’s wearing a dark grey t-shirt with skinny jeans and black trainers.

“Yes, I’m finally popping my Sweet Wednesday Cherry” I remark, casting my gaze downwards to where Amber had unbuttoned his fly and was now seemingly massaging his balls.

We sit there for a couple of moments, watching the girls infront of us start to play with the guys surrounding them, taking turns to kiss eachother and suck off their admirers, a merry go round of phalluses. One of them readjusts herself so she’s on all fours on the day bed, and the guy that was squatting between her legs moves behind her and starts to eat her out, whilst she deepthroats a man in front of her. I suddenly realise how horny I am, my senses are on edge and I can feel my body responding to the act infront of me. My butt plug, firmly pushed in by sitting on the stool, pushed against my prostate, my caged clitty pulsing helplessly against its confines, my mouth, slightly dry from the drinking and the atmosphere, hanging open slightly as I gaze, mesmerized at the work of a skilled blowjob artist before me, as she weaves her head side to side slightly whilst enveloping his dick between her lips over and over again, her nose nestling in his pubes like clockwork, before retreating back towards the head.

Chris’ hand suddenly reaches out and touches my thigh, and I almost jump out of my skin, but after a few seconds I get used to it, and slightly spread my legs, giving him access to my inner thigh. I look across at the two of them, and they both smile back at me, Amber pulls Chris’ cock out from his boxers and starts jerking it off, the dim light obscuring the size of it. Chris starts circling his fingers on my inner thigh, the delicate touch heightening my senses. He leans across and starts to kiss me on the neck, his hand gripping my thigh slightly stronger, and I arch my back and move my head upwards giving him better access, whilst spreading my legs further. Amber bends forward and starts to lick the slit at the tip of his dick, a flashing light brings it into sharp relief briefly, it’s not that thick but it’s quite long, about 7.5 inches, uncut and very veiny. He leans further forward and whispers in my ear…

“Amber wants you and her to put on a show for me, do you think you could do that?”

I turn to face him, and moving closer, whisper back “of course hun, we’ll put on a show for you” and I start to kiss him, gently at first, our lips pressed together, before he opens his mouth and pushes his tongue into mine, and I do the same back, slowly building the pace and urgency in which we swap mouths, one of his hands on my lower back, the other still between my legs, edging closer to my panties. He places his hand on top of my panties, and squeezes slightly. I freeze, to see what he makes of the cage. His hand retracts slightly, but then his fingers slide down to find the hole at the end of my cage and I feel him swirl them around, holy shit, I didn’t realise how wet they had become. He pulls his hand out and reaches up to my face, and offers his fingers to my mouth, a silent command to suck my wetness off them, I open wide and take them in, swirling my tongue around, ensuring I clean them well. He laughs and pulls me up to my feet, and Amber stops teasing his dick with her tongue and stands up too.

She pulls me close and starts dancing with me, our bodies grinding against eachother. Her hips sway in time to the music, both her hands on my arse, I put mine on hers and look into her eyes, a fiery lust is bubbling behind them.

“Let’s get this show on the road!” She says…

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