Me and my wife’s friend Part 5 <blackmail> <gloryhole> <swinger club> <wife’s friend>

Chapter 5: Dorian

A few months passed after that evening with Bianca. Anya and I have been trying to find a threesome partner but most of her friends rejected. She didn’t particularly like any of mine so we didn’t even explore that option. 

Eventually, we decided to give the swinger club a try. There was one a few kilometres from our house which we pass by everyday to and from work. The house looked very normal from outside, but we were eager to find out how it would look from inside. The place was owned by an old couple who put all their savings after retirement to buy a property near the city to open the club.

We were obviously nervous. It was one thing to have a threesome with your friends, but to swing with some strangers is a completely different ballgame altogether. Anya didn’t look ready at all, but she was curious to see what happens inside the club. She was there to observe, not to play, unless she really felt like getting involved. For me, however, she had allowed me to do whatever I felt like.

We decided to go there on a Tuesday evening. We had heard that Tuesday are less crowded there, and mostly young couples came that day. When we entered the place it was close to 9, and it had close to 20 people. There were people of different size, race, and orientation. They all seemed to know what they were doing.

We went and sat on the bar stools which was on one corner of the hall, with a perfect view of the rest of the hall. With a drink each in our hands, we had our backs turned to the bar and were observing what was going on in there. Some of them were kissing, the others already had their tops off. There was no sex yet, but it looked like we were just about an hour away from a full-on orgy scene.

“New here?” came a voice from next to us. We turned to see the source of the voice. I realized that the question was not really to me. It was a guy, maybe about 6 feet tall, slightly chubby. His question was to Anya.

“Yeah,” she said with a smile. She was happy she was getting some attention.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Peter.”

“Anya.”

He looked at me, and offered to shake my hand as well, as I said my name.

“That’s my wife Sara,” he pointed at a women sitting a few meters away, in the couch. She waved at us as we turned to look. We waved back.

“You can join us if you want to have some fun,” Peter said.

“Maybe a bit later,” said Anya.

As he walked away, I could see that Anya was not really into that guy. Sara looked hot. But I don’t think Peter will let me fuck her if there was no full swap. That guy had his eyes on my wife.

“You want to walk around a bit and explore?” Anya asked.

The owner had given us a tour sometime back, but I liked the idea. Might give us a chance to see some action, and get involved if we liked something.

From the hall we walked through a corridor which had some nude art on one side and a row of glory holes on the other side. Some of them seemed occupied. At the end of the corridor was a jacuzzi which was already full. From the jacuzzi where two exits, one with a bunch of massage rooms, where some couples were already getting massages from their swinging partners. The other entrance led to a row of private rooms which seemed to be largely empty then. Both these eventually led to a huge pool, which had maybe 3 or 4 guests then.

“What do you want to do?” I asked.

“Would you like to have a massage, my lady?” came a voice from behind. The guy at the last massage room just before the entrance to the pool was standing there with the door to his room open.

Anya looked at me.

“It’s upto you,” I said. “You can get your massage done while i explore a bit more here.”

“But I don’t want to leave you and go and have fun,” she said.

“Don’t worry,” I said with a wink. “I will make sure to have fun.”

As we parted, she suggested that I can stay if I wish. I didn’t want to. I knew she would be more nervous if I was around. I advised her to already tell the guy what you like and what you don’t like, to set boundaries. Anya is a strong woman. She won’t be easily convinced into anything. But the guys here are smooth talkers. They might just succeed in talking her into doing something she might not like.

I always wanted to try gloryholes, so I went to the corridor. A few of them were empty, there were two with people inside. When someone was inside, it was indicated by a green light that ran around the hole. I went to one.

“Hi,” I said.

“Hey,” came the reply. “Looking for a blowjob?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I have never done this before.”

“Well, there is a first time for everything. Put it in.”

“Do I get it hard and then put it in?” I asked.

“Don’t worry. It’s my task to get it hard.”

The voice sounded oddly familiar. But I was not able to place it.

“What’s you name?” I asked.

“Monica.”

That’s no one I knew. But it would be stupid to expect her to give her real name anyway.

As I pulled down my pants and boxers, came the question from inside, “what’s yours?”

“Harry,” I said.

“Like Potter?” she asked and laughed.

I didn’t respond. I put the dick into the hole.

She started stroking it. She said, “You know, your voice sounds extremely familiar.”

I was not sure what to do. It is indeed weird to get a blowjob not knowing who it is, and with a possibility it could be my cousin. But on the other hand, I am going to get a blowjob. I didn’t want to overthink and mess it up.

When the dick got hard, she put it in her mouth. It was warm and moist in her mouth. A few seconds later, it was clear that she was a pro at it. She knew when I was about to explode, and pulled it out to tease it, and occasionally rub my dick over her lips. This might have been the best blowjob I had ever received.

10 minutes later, desiring more, but knowing that if it continued I would explode, I pulled it out of the hole.

“Wow, that was amazing,” I said.

“Thank you darling,” came the voice from inside.

“Can I see your face?” I asked.

“It’s against my policy,” she said.

“Your voice sounds so familiar,” I said.

“I felt that too,” she said. “Alright, we can meet. But only for a quick second. I come here just for gloryholes. I don’t want to be seen here by other people.”

“Alright,” I said. I wondered how amazing sex with her would be if the blowjob was this mind-blowing!

I heard footsteps leading to the door of the room, and then it opened, and out came – to my shock – Dorian!

Dorian was our friend from college, infamous for being a prude. Back in college, I had tried sexting her a few times and she had always either got offended, or brushed me off. She married soon after graduating to her high school sweetheart, and was largely out of touch with the remaining classmates for the last several years.

But she had not changed. She was as stunning as she looked back then. She had the body of a dancer. Very fit, just the right amount of curves, wonderful boobs, and a fine ass on a perfectly proportioned body. She had an adorable face. And there she was, standing in front of me, fully naked. I had been desiring to see her naked for almost a decade. And I had no regrets that I had to wait that long, because she looked stunning.

But my shock was nothing compared to hers. She seemed to have the urge to turn back and run, her legs were getting confused by the mixed signal her brain was giving them. 

“Hey Dorian,” I said and went to hug her. It felt incredible to hold her naked body against mine. I realized that my pants and boxers were still down. My dick was pressed against her lower belly. All this felt like a dream.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“Right back at you,” I said with a grin. “You look stunning, by the way.”

She lifted a hand to hide her boobs for a second, but then decided to abandon it because there was no point in doing it anymore. She could see that my eyes were switching between her face and the shaven pussy she had down there.

“You have a nice dick,” she finally said, compelled to break the silence.

I grinned. “Where did you learn to suck a dick that well?”

“Stop it!” she said. “You are here with Anya?”

“Yes, you are here alone?”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t expect to see you here,” I said. “Can’t wait to tell all our old classmates that I saw you here.”

“What?”

“You have been such a prude throughout college,” I said. “They would be shocked to hear this.”

“Please don’t tell them,” she begged.

I sensed an opportunity. “But you know I have to.”

“Please, I will do anything for you,” she said.

“Oh yeah?” I asked. “Like what?”

“I can give you another blowjob,” she said.

“No thank you,” I said. “I already had one.”

She looked desperate. She knew where this was leading to. And she didn’t want it to go there.

“What do you want then,” she asked.

“You tell me,” I said. I knew I had the upper hand here.

“You can feel me up,” she said.

“Well, we could start with that,” I answered. “But what else can we do?”

“Please,” she begged. “You can finger me.”

“And?”

“What do you want?” she asked clearly annoyed.

“Repeat after me,” I said.

“I” I said.

“I” she reluctantly repeated.

“Want you to-”

“Want you to-”

“fuck me hard.”

She looked down, and whispered the last part, almost inaudible.

“But what about Anya?” she asked.

“She is getting her massage done,” I said. “We have 40 minutes left for ourselves.”

I lifted my hand and slowly caressed her ass. I was never this excited to fuck someone for a long time. Not with Susan, not with Tamara, and not with Bianca. Dorian was different, she was special. Everyone in college wanted to fuck her. No one got a chance. Now, I am given a golden opportunity.

“Come,” I said, holding her hand. “Let’s go to the private rooms.”

“But I have no clothes on,” she said.

“For what we are about to do,” I answered, “no clothes are necessary.”

<TO BE CONTINUED>

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