I wasn’t sure what to expect on our third visit to the sex club. The first time was hot. It was new, it was fun, and it was hot as fuck to be watching while straddling my husband on a couch in public. The second time, well, what’s not to like about your first full swap! Another man, inside me, making me cum just three feet from my husband while he was fucking someone else. So bad. So good. So hot! All these thoughts were in my mind while I got ready for our jaunt to the naughty place. I put on crotchless panties for the first time. I still don’t get the point, but they did make me feel a bit of slutty sexiness, so they stayed on. A leather skirt over them, a bra of black lace that matched my panties, no shirt, only a jacket. To say I was dressed for sex would be an understatement.
We had no plans to meet anyone at the club. We met another couple online that said they would be there, so perhaps something would happen, but we weren’t planning to hook up with anyone but ourselves. Oh, and watch. I love watching the couples and threesomes and foursomes in the club. Naked bodies, mouths on cocks, girls getting fucked or making out with each other, it’s all such a turn-on. We arrived at 10ish, which is the same time we got there the previous two times. Paid our entry and made our way to the play area. No one was there. Not one naked body. We shrugged and went to the main bar area, grabbed some waters, and found a table. We scoped out the crowd. The place was packed but still so weird that no one was fucking yet.
After a few minutes of talking to each other and just reading the room, a couple came up to us. It was Glow Night at the club, I had on black, so no glow for me, but the girl half of the couple was wearing a dress that was more fun than she was. He, let’s call him Jack, never stopped talking. He was nice enough, very nice actually, but take a breath! Maybe he was talking for both of them, because she, we can call her Janet, didn’t say much at all. When she did speak it came off as rude and condescending. Yeah, she didn’t deserve her fun dress. Finally, they went away and told us where to find them.
“Sorry. I’m not attracted,” I told my husband after they walked away. He laughed. “Me neither, don’t be sorry!” There were a few hotties scattered amidst the crowd, including the couple we briefly chatted with online. I decided to walk my introverted self up to them. They were with a birthday party, I didn’t want to crash, but thought a polite introduction would suffice. Mission accomplished! She was way hot, no doubt my husband would like to play with her. And, her man was pretty sexy too, so, ya, that could’ve been a win-win. Sadly, they were busy with the group of six and I didn’t want to spoil their party. Maybe next time, maybe not! After a slow song dance, my husband and I made our way back to the play area. Still fucking nothing. Are you kidding me? It was almost midnight. Fuck it, I’m ready to play, I thought.
We went to one of the four beds in the back, we played on two of them last time. We picked one and started making out. Our hands wandered over each other and finally, his fingers made their way up my skirt. I let out a moan as he touched my clit and another when a finger pierced me. He spread my legs and nibbled down my body, kissing my skin along the way. He pushed the leather up and buried his face between my thighs. I love getting oral and love it even more in public. It’s just so fucking naughty. It wasn’t long until his pants were off and he slid himself into me. I love that feeling the instant his mushroom parts my lips and plunges into my sex. Very sure it makes my back arch every single time. He fucked me slow, for about three seconds, and then ravished me. Something about the club makes us fuck harder. Finally, some people entered the room. I stared at them while he fucked me. I came close to cumming, which is rare for me from PIV sex. But I didn’t. I stopped him and rolled him onto his back. Our audience got to see him fucking me, now they were going to get a view of his cock in my mouth. I sucked him for quite a long time and then he pulled me up and I rode him for a bit. Of course, by now, my skirt was long gone. Another couple was fucking on the bed opposite, but I didn’t want to approach. We were having our own fun.
Then, like a switch, we were just off. It was weird. We both got insanely hot, temperature-wise, not sexually. And we just kind of quit. We both laughed a little and agreed we were kind of done with it. We got dressed and left. In the car, we were like, what the fuck just happened. We stopped for a late dinner, it was one in the morning, and talked about it. We agreed that the couple that kept talking to us was exhausting and we may have let them damper our mood. What I haven’t told you is that they came back to talk again, and a third time. And each time the guy, Jack, vomited words while Janet just looked like a stoic bitch. Sorry, I know the lifestyle is about being nice, and that wasn’t very nice of me, but damn, take a hint!
Anyways, that, along with the temperature being not very sex friendly, made our evening a bit lackluster. But, we more than made up for it when we got home.
“I’m going to have a shower and then I’m going to fuck you silly,” he told me when we parked the car in our drive. When he talks to me like he owns me I fucking love it. If my panties had not been crotchless, the lace would’ve instantly got wet.
Twenty minutes later my lips were wrapped around his cock in our bed, and he slowly moved his hips up and down. My tiny mouth can’t hold all of him when he gets fully aroused, but I damn sure tried. He pulled my hips around and I got the end he wanted a taste. I straddled him from my blowjob position and turned it into a sixty-nine session. His hands parted my thighs and he lifted me to his face. His breath on my pussy for five milliseconds turned me on, but not as much as the moment his lips met mine. His tongue swirled over my clit and around my dripping wet lips as he made out with my pussy. I moaned plenty and rocked back and forth over his face while I licked his shaft like an ice cream cone that was about to melt. He grew and grew and finally, he threw me off him, onto my back, and got on top. He wasn’t kidding. He fucked me silly. We had both had an edible and that always intensifies our sex.
After being on top, fucking me doggy, and back on top again, he reached for the bedside drawer. A few seconds later I felt the first of the ben wa balls enter me. My pussy was aching from the fucking he had given me for the last half hour and aching for him to do more. Then, the second metal ball entered me. He kissed me while reaching down between my legs and playing with the rope that connected the balls. That’s always torture. I reached down and felt his cock. “It can’t fit in there with those balls, you know.” I smiled. Then, he straddled me. He was so high from the edible, and when he gets like that he is in another world. It sometimes leads to role reversal, and that is exactly what happened here. Sometimes I’m way into it, sometimes I’m not. This time, I was. I was high too and didn’t care. I just wanted sex in all the ways. I wanted to please him and be pleased. I could’ve kept going all fucking night.
“Want to cum on me, do you?” I asked. His eyes rolled back, and he let out an exasperated, “Yes.” His knees were on the bed on each side of me and he straddled me like he was a girl. It was hot as fuck to hear him moan like one. This almost led to a pegging session, but it did not. Instead, he bounced up and down on me, jolting the ben wa balls with each of his movements while I stroked his cock. And then, he exploded. Rope after rope of white ejected from his throbbing member all over my tits. A mixture of orgasmic pleasure and edible marijuana led to him collapsing on top of me. He rolled off me and used his fingers to get me to climax. The way he tugs on those metal balls when they are inside me drives me crazy. I frantically assaulted my clit while he worked his magic. I came multiple times before falling into a slumber. I woke up the next morning, still horny. Which means, I woke him up with a blowjob which led to me riding his cock until he filled me up with his cum. Then he had to ready himself for work. I still have his cum inside me while writing this, and now, I’ll have to go masturbate myself to orgasm while he’s working. Life is good.
The club may have been a bust this time, but we more than made up for it at home!
[Click here](https://medium.com/@averymontgomery/swinger-diary-4-love-marks-from-another-c47a46ef9cc5) for the 4th installment of my true swinger series. It’s been a wild ride, and it’s only just beginning. We met a new couple, and fuck they are hot!
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10njrus/after_a_trip_to_the_sex_club_was_a_bust_we_met_a
This was very hot. Ive gone to a similar club in my area a few times, but going alone is a bit awkward. I would love to find someone to attend with regularly.