G’day everyone! This is a story about the amazing – and frankly, almost unbelievable – night I had on New Year’s Eve, where I took my lover to an ‘adult’ wine bar.
The night began at around 8:30pm. Following a quick social call to my wife and her boyfriend at their chosen nightclub on the beach *(what a life I find myself in)*, I left to go pickup Dianne* from her house. She was dressed in a dark navy sheen dress, myself in a white shirt with suspenders. We jumped in the car, and off we went!
The venue we went to was Between Friends. For those in Melbourne – can’t recommend highly enough, mind you. Different to the average swinger’s club, Between Friends has a focus on bringing class and sophistication to a sometimes misunderstood lifestyle.
Anyway. When we arrived, the host remembered me from my last visit and in response to an email of thanks I’d written afterward, was kind enough to shout Dianne and I some shots! An excellent start to the night, and we moved past the bar to start seeing who was inside.
Well, we didn’t get far – almost immediately I spotted a woman I’d spoken to last time, Maria. An older woman, this time she was joined by her partner Anthony (last time she’d brought a young toyboy) and we stopped to sit down and talk. Turns out that Dianne and Maria/Anthony were all born in the same country and spoke the same language! We all talked and laughed and flirted as the bar began to fill with more people.
Soon another couple arrived that obviously knew Maria & Anthony, and we all squished up to fit the six of us on the two couches. The husband Steven was a normal/nice enough guy, but the wife Tahlia… well. She was busty and cut an *excellent* figure. So, we continued to talk, with Maria on my right, Tahlia on my left and Dianne sitting opposite me – and flirty hands brushing all over the place.
*(Spoiler alert – I later find myself in a group conversation of ladies as we discuss their implants and the nuances of each… Teenage Captain-Camus simply wouldn’t believe these stories if I told him).*
At this point, I should inform you that Dianne used to be in a lesbian relationship for years and is quite experienced with women, though she’s currently more interested in seeing men. Important for the story later.
At about 10pm, the lights turned red; the (optional) signal that upstairs is open and it’s time to get going. I could tell Dianne was eager to get upstairs with me and so we excused ourselves and proceeded to the change rooms. But ever the leaders we are, the rest of our little posse agreed that now was the right time and started up.
Now, Between Friends is rather unique in another way; as far as I know (or have experienced), other venues have most of their beds in isolated rooms that can be closed off for privacy. Here, there are three large rooms each with two beds; it’s a much more open affair which I think is *much* better. But we also believed that this openness – along with the fact it was Dianne’s first time – would mean that it was unlikely that Dianne would orgasm, and tonight was more about the experience, rather than any sexual gratification.
Well. Boy, was I wrong.
I won’t sit here and write out anatomic details but suffice to say that once we got going, we were having amazing sex comparable to any session at home. Dianne came multiple times and squirted all over the bed, bucking *(she’s dangerously strong, got to watch those bucks!)* and convulsing.
And it wasn’t lost on our surroundings… the average couple at a swinger’s club (and in life, it seems) seems to have pretty one dimensional sex. Men who are far to serious and quiet *(seriously guys. Smile during sex!)* and women who accept mindless thrusting. It’s flattering to the ego when couples come up to you to congratulate you on your hot performance.
We stopped to take a break for a while, surveying the scene around us. There were at least 10 couples scattered across the two bedrooms we could see, all at different stages.
After a bit of talking, we decided to go again. And here, dear reader, is where things took quite a turn.
I ask Dianne for a 69 (a selfish favourite of mine) and shortly after starting, I hear
*Wow, you guys are so attractive. Can I help?*
It’s Tahlia, standing naked on the edge of the bed. I can’t see much *(*ahem* my view is somewhat obscured)* but I hear Dianne accept and thus begins a dual blowjob from Dianne and Tahlia, both taking turns to suck my cock and massage my shaft. I can’t believe my luck… but it gets better. I prompt Dianne to hop off so I can fuck her, but Tahlia turns to Dianne and says
*You’re so sexy – could I please you? I’m pretty good…*
Dianne hesitates for a split second, thinking – but says yes and asks Tahlia what she should do. I speak up and tell Dianne to lean back against me, that I’ll hold her while Tahlia has her fun. I mean, I’m excited for an opportunity to watch a pro; I’ve never seen this in real life before, and we all know that women are the queens of going down, just as men are the kings of blowjobs.
Lying on the bed, Tahlia begins to finger Dianne and lick her clit. Studious me is having a great time watching and learning *(wow, that’s a lot more finger activity than I would ever use)* but soon, it’s overtaken by the sexiness of the situation. Tahlia isn’t wrong, she *is* good – soon Dianne is coming and bucking for Tahlia *(watch out for those bucks, Tahlia).*
But then comes the hottest sentence I think I’ll ever hear in my life. Tahlia looks up at Dianne – complete with juices on her mouth – and says
*Do you like to scissor?*
Dianne breathlessly accepts and Tahlia sits up to assume the position.
Now. I know what you might be thinking. We’ve all seen our fair share of porn; we all know that lesbian scissoring is a myth created for thirsty men who watch to watch vapid girls squeal and moan as they comically bounce their vaginas together.
But that’s not what Tahlia and Dianne did. Holding Dianne’s left leg into the air and grabbing it for support, Tahlia assumed a kneeling position so that her clit was directly on Dianne’s, which could then be pressed in between their pelvises *(pelvi??)*. Already I can tell that this direct kind of pressure (two clits sandwiched between two bones) is going to be explosive.
And so, I find myself in a position where I’ve got Dianne resting back on me as Tahlia grinds up and down on her. It is literally the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life and possibly will never see something so hot ever again. Dianne has never had sex with a woman this good (so I find out later) and it’s literally causing her to lose her words. Dianne and Tahlia come at the same time *(can this even be real?)* and I pin Dianne down while she screams.
Tahlia thanks Dianne for the experience, Dianne is grinning like a Cheshire cat and returns the thanks. We decide that this is an excellent time to go down and get a drink!
I don’t quite remember the order of the rest of the night. Some of the other highlights went something like this:
– At some point, Dianne is riding me and Maria comes over. Maria leans over and we kiss while I finger her, with Dianne continuing to ride me
– Whilst fucking Dianne from behind, I begin to finger Tahlia while she kisses Dianne
– Dianne and I have a turn on the (blissfully high) sex swings.
Of course, there are many great aspects of the night that weren’t sex based. We have fun talking with many other couples, we kiss as midnight hits. Something funny happens during one of our later rounds of sex and I have to stop because I’m laughing so much. We talk to the host and find out some interesting stories about pregnancy and other such matters.
Thanks for reading! I look forward to the next adventures I can share with you all :)
**All names changed to protect the innocent.*
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rx71g5/mf_mff_do_you_like_to_scissor_i_took_my_lover_to