[Group] The second time I went to a swingers club with my best friend

[Here’s the first time!](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hvqy9e/group_my_best_friend_wanted_to_go_to_a_swingers/)

So, when Paul and I realized we’d bought a membership, and not just a one night ticket, we kind of blew it off at first, or at least I did. Paul had been obsessing over the themed nights. He’d picked out a few as ones he really wanted to go to and let me narrow them down once he got me on board for going again.

We settled on Cosplay Night because it looked like it would be the most fun to watch. Paul instantly went for dressing up as Deadpool, which was essentially a red greenman outfit. I really didn’t have any solid ideas so I went kind of sailor moonish with my schoolgirl outfit and silk shirt that looked kind of like their tops. We took some polaroids which I’m trying to find and will link here when I do find them.

Paul and I both decided pretty quickly that we’d rather be rolling than drunk, so on the way to the club we took 175mg each and washed it down with some carrot and ginger juice and decided to only have a glass or two of wine while we were there. We also had another 120mg each stashed in the bag if we decided we wanted to redose.

We got there a bit later than the first time and were coming up just as we were coming in from the line. There were a lot more people this time around and everyone was dressed up. Infinity War had just come out so everyone was leaning into the Avengers pretty hard. There was a super ripped dude who was just painted green wearing a thong speedo, lots of Black Widow girls in black leather one pieces. A few Spiderman guys, and some dude dressed as Wolverine who had made a gauntlet with three dildos strapped to it. It was the most awkward comic con ever.

Just like back in high school Paul and I were rushing around looking for our friends from last time, but they didn’t seem to be there. It got pretty hot in my silk shirt, so we went to the lockers, stashed our bags and I made the decision to go topless since I’d seen two other girls doing it.

We were full on peaking at this point and I swear a bunch of other people were rolling too the way they were behaving. Three topless girls turned into about five, and a few guys started stripping out of their costumes due to the heat in the room also. After our first round of drinks half the room were naked and still dancing. The bartender said it happens every time the AC is set too high.

People were being a bit more standoffish and staying to their own cliques. So, Paul and I danced together to the horrible brazillian trance music for another round of wines and watched the other people grope and play together. I was getting way into the dancing and suddenly Paul pointed out that half the room was gone. So, we followed them to the play rooms.

The night started fast back there, people were already naked, fucking on every surface. We wandered around looking for an opening. Paul was rubbing my shoulders as we walked and it felt amazing. We stopped in the hallway where there was a large fan and let it blow on us, it was heaven. From where we were standing we could see the large main room of people on the big circular bed. The red lights kept switching on and off and bathing the sea of bodies in bloody light, it was bizarre and sensual.

Behind me, I could feel Paul’s hard on pressing through his briefs. I grabbed his dick and smiled at him and said, “let’s find some action.” I was rolling hard. My jaw was a bit clenched and I felt tense all over and I was covered in sweat. Paul seemed to have it together a bit more than I did. We stopped at a water cooler and drank down a handful of cups and moved on.

We found one of the private rooms with the door standing wide open. Inside a couple were laying together on the twin bed, the woman was going down on her husband. They seemed like they were in their late 30s. I asked if we could join, he answered Yeah sure, and they kind of scooted over leaving us about 10 inches. Paul jumped down and planted himself side by side with this random guy leaving me only room to either stand beside the bed or get on top of him.

The wife pulled his cock out of her mouth to ask if we do full swap. Paul said yes pretty quickly, I smiled and hoped they couldn’t tell how high I was. The wife, about 5’6 with a runners body, stood up and took my hand, she whispered in my ear that they were a little coked out and came here to chill out a bit. I told her we were rolling and she laughed. She pushed my hair behind my ear and kissed me on the forehead, and asked how old I was, I told her 19 and she said wow and told her husband. When we looked back at the guys they were both sitting up naked, stroking their rock hard dicks, talking about cocaine and hard ons. We kind of laughed.

The woman asked if I was tingly and kissed my neck. I felt rockets of electricity run down my sides. Yes, yes I was. She leaned in and took one of my nipples in her mouth and it felt like I was shocked. She asked if I liked it. Yes, yes I did.

Without any hesitance she ran her finger between my soaked pussy lips and rolled my clit around with the tip of her finger, I had to brace myself against her. She asked if she could go down on me. Yes, yes she could. She pushed me against the wall and pulled one of my legs over her shoulder and I balanced myself while she went to town. It probably took less than 30 seconds for me to have an insanely intense orgasm. One big enough I had to lay down. I moved to the bed and came face to face with Paul getting his dick sucked by the husband. He was laying back with his eyes closed and gripping the sides of the bed. I leaned over his face and kissed his nose, his eyes open and he laughed.

His body started arching as he came, and the husband pulled back, spitting Paul’s cum all over his stomach. The husband and wife gathered their clothes and left us there, shutting the door behind them. We laid together in the dark cuddling on the firm bed and talked about how hard we were rolling. I told him that lady made me cum harder than I ever have in 30 seconds and I was shocked. He jokingly said he thought he was gay now.

We hung out in the room as we peaked and talked way too much about life and each other. As we were starting to come down we decided to just leave. We couldn’t find most of our clothes so we put on our jackets and Uber’d back home. We decided if there was going to be a next time, we’d either take way less molly or just have a few drinks. As we walked out of the club, the place was almost entirely empty aside from two other couples who looked super drunk. The staff were already cleaning up. We’d been in that room for like three hours.

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