This happened a few years ago in New York. I was in my mid 30s then and was active in the dating scene after ending a long relationship. Needless to say, I went a bit wild to get it all out of my system. This was one of those memorable experiences.
Stephanie was also in her 30s. Her profile was very mysterious, it had a blurred close up picture of her eye and a well written bio the explained why she just wanted a bit of fun after being recently single. I tend to be drawn to these kind of profiles. Her choice of words suggested she was intelligent, and the discreet photo meant she had something to hide… usually a slutty side that she wants to keep separate from her “normal” life.
After some flirting and exchange of phone numbers, we decided to meet in my neighborhood for a drink that weekend. Mind you, I still don’t know what she looked like at this point. But since I choose a bar near me, I figured the worst is having a cocktail at a bar I liked if I was ghosted, or meeting a woman who I’d have to politely say no to.
She texted me 30 mins before and said she was running late. Uh oh… probably going to cancel on me. So I waited at home before heading out. Next thing I know, I get a message asking “where are you?” I hate being late, especially on a date. Minus one for me.
She was already sitting at the bar with a drink. I actually walked passed her when I entered. She seemed too proper to be on a prowl for sex. But we made eye contact, she smiled and invited me over. Stephanie was about 5’8″, thin (maybe around 110lbs), and had dirty blond hair that went down to her chin. She had bangs which was very popular at the time. She looked incredible, like someone who you’d have a crush on at the office, but had a boyfriend. She wore all black and looked classy.
I ordered my drink and we chatted a bit. Honestly, I don’t remember what we talked about. Probably how much better looking in person we both were (I’m 5’10”, fit, Asian) and what a relief it was. But the conversation quickly turned to sex and fantasies. What we liked, what we’ve done, what we wanted to try, etc. This was an invitation for me to push the envelope and I took it. I told her that I was into public sex, and that the risk of getting caught was thrilling. We had a couple more drinks and I suggested we meet at the bathroom. She just smiled and said yes.
She went into first as to not draw too much attention. Shortly after, I followed. The door was locked, but as soon as I wiggled the handle, she let me in. We started making out (I don’t remember if I had kissed her at the bar already or not) and within minutes, she was facing the sink mirror, and had her pants down to her ankles. Her butt was amazing and I can see her eyes reflected int he mirror. She handed me a condom and I went inside of her. We fucked in the bathroom for a bit, but we didn’t want people waiting outside to complain. Neither of us came when we got out and we went to another bar.
At the next bar, we ordered another drink, but before long, we went into the bathroom again and started fucking . This girl was responsible and prepared, and kept the condoms coming. After another round of bathroom sex, we went back the bar. It was getting late already and we could either go to my place and fuck some more or do something else. This is where I decided to keep pushing and suggested we go to a sex club in the city that I know of. It was a Saturday night and it’s for couples only, so it wasn’t going to be all dudes.
We get a car and headed to the sex club. Going to a sex club is a little awkward, we tried to come up with a fake name and fake persona before going in, but didn’t do a very good job. There were a lot of couples (and probably hookers) there already. We mingled a little, trying to get others to share their drinks with us, since its BYOB and we didn’t bring any.
After a bit, we went upstairs to where the action was. There was a woman being spanked and whipped. There were a bunch of people fucking and sucking. Both of us actually got a little shy. We ended up going into a private room and started to fooling around. She was topless when the door opened (because we didn’t lock it properly). It was a black married couple and I invited them in. Somehow I get Steph to give him a handjob while I was talking to his wife. I wanted to see if his wife would blow me, but she said no. We told them that this was our first date and their minds were blown. They didn’t believe us, but it was in fact, the truth.
We didn’t stay much longer before going back to my place. Once at home, we did some proper full on fucking. We had sex all over my apartment, the kitchen counter, the couch, the dinner table and finally the bed. She rode me and came all over my dick. Her perky breasts were amazing and her ass was great from behind I lost track of how many times we came that night before falling asleep.
The morning greeted us with hangovers, and after a cup of coffee, we had sex again. We actually had a really nice time in the morning, as if we were a couple. She actually said she could fall for me and see us together. And if I was at a different phase in my life, I may have pursued it. She needed to go home to do some work in preparation for the work week ahead. I walked her to the subway station, we kissed and said goodbye. Although there were a few text exchanged afterwards, we never saw each other again.
This is a glimpse of her, hiding her face (not going to show the rest of us)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/evv4sz/the_time_when_i_went_to_a_sex_club_on_my_first
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