The Fruit Roll-Up Orgy
There are many ways I expected my second night at our local swingers club to go. But the way it ended up was something beyond my wildest dreams, and I can’t keep it in anymore. Someone needs to know about the fruit roll-up orgy.
It was nearing eleven o’clock when me [22F] and my boyfriend Aaron [23M] finally pulled into a dark parking lot after driving through the forest that surrounds our city. The building next to us seemed innocent enough, with no obvious markers as to what it was or who it belonged to. Both of us, though, knew what we were about to get into once we went inside.
The warehouse-looking building was actually the local swinger club that we had explored for the first time a few months ago. The experience had been very fun (just a quick threesome, some casual conversation) but now we were back with a vengeance. Last time we were nervous; this time we came prepared. My purse was bulging with condoms, energy bars, and a bottle of rum. We planned to fuck until we literally dropped.