This is a kind of a long story. I was catching up with an old frond of mind not too long ago, and at some point I ended up telliing her about the only time I’ve ever been to a sex club. It’s the only time I’ve ever written it out before, the only other few times I talked about it, it was always verbally. Anyways, I’m basically copying and pasting the conversation, so if it’s not up to par, excuse me lol
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Unfortunately, and yes, I do mean unfortunately, it only happened once. I took a girl there, we had sex for, I don’t even know how long, and after awhile, she was almost to cum-drunk to even form sentences, while I still hadn’t climaxed even once. That kind of sucked lol
We never had anyone else join us, but I’m pretty sure at some point another woman approached the bed, but I was too absorbed in the moment to really let it click.
Just to paint a better picture….
So, we get there, and it’s pretty pricey just to get in the door. Guys cost whatever amount, of course women could get in for cheaper, and couple’s got a discount. Just to try and keep the creepy people out or something I suppose. Then we kind of get shown around by someone who worked there.
The first floor was the dance floor, with a couple gogo cages, a dj setup, and a bar, and in the back, there were some tables and booths, with a little buffet table by it. The food was actually pretty nice surprisingly. Next to the dining area there was a hallway that led to the lockers and showers. I’m pretty sure there were towels provided, but we didn’t go back there.
Up this really tight staircase on the inside of the wall, led to the second floor, where there was this mattress that had to be bigger than a Cali King, dubbed the “orgy bed” or something like that. Never saw anyone use it. There were also a couple rooms, with smallish windows that you could look into. You could go in there and either leave the blinds closed if you wanted privacy, leave them open so people could see, or you could just leave the door open. There was also this room with glass walls and a sex swing, which she kind of wanted to use, but we never did. There was also a stripper pole and a couple couches.
Aaaand then there was the third floor. The top floor. The floor that only let women or couple’s up to. That, that was amazing.
At the top of the stairs, it wasn’t exactly decorated or anything, but the first room was big, and open, and had a bar, with a bunch of tables and chairs scattered about. Now, walking towards the front f the building (the staircase ended at the back of the building on the top floor) there was another walled in room, but with a HUGE window, no curtains, and a couple small bed/couch things. Think psychiatrist office kind of things lol
But then further back….
On the right, there was a smallish room, like, where the walls were clearly not part of the original building, as there was an open doorway, and the walls only went up so high, not connecting to the ceiling, so the top was open. That room had more of the small couch bed things.
But in the VERY back, was a bigger room, same wall setup, open doorway, no ceiling….. But instead of the small couch things, there were a bunch of futons laid out as beds. Not touching each other of course, they had to keep them SOMEwhat separate from each other.
But in this room, and the smaller room, the only thing that really separated the beds, and the futons, from each other, was a barely-there completely see through sheer curtain. That only went from the head of the bed to the foot, leaving the entire bottom of the bed completely open to the rest of the room…..
Now, you could see around you, but the lights were just dim enough so that you’d have to be pretty close to someone to see their faces. We had met a couple earlier when we went out front for a cig break, who ended up sitting on the futon next to ours, and I could clearly see the other woman, pull down her top, and start sucking her man’s dick, watching them at the same time as my cock was sucked by my girlfriend at the time.
Eventually, she crawled on the bed with me, where I stripped her down, kissing and licking up her neck, then down to her breasts, nibbling for a little bit as I slide one of my hands down to her clit, then to her lips, and eventually started to finger her, while a few of the people watched. Not that I was paying any attention to them, but I’ll get to that later…
Once I had caused her to seize up in orgasmic euphoria, I continued to kiss and lick down her stomach, sliding my tongue as deep as I could into her, circling her clit, gently sucking on it, before going back down to stick my tongue once again into her soaked folds.
Eventually, whether it because I had made her cum again, or if I had just been keeping her on edge for so long with my tongue, she ended up begging me to fuck her. At this point, the best way I can even think to describe it, would be that I was so far gone already, just because of the situation, where we were, or because I was feeding off of the extremely erotic and sexual energy pulsing off of every person in the room, I had gone Savage. I wasn’t thinking, I wasn’t looking around, my focus was entirely on her. I wrapped my arms over her hips, pulling her onto me, holding her legs against my hips, thrusting harder and deeper. This again caused her to convulse, the entire time moaning and screaming at the top of her lungs, literally drowning everything else out.
At some point, because my hips started to hurt from her legs clenching around me so hard, and for so long, I let go of one leg, and lifted the other, resting the inside of her knee on my shoulder, wrapping both arms around her thigh, opening her legs up even wider, using the leverage of my arms to pound her even harder and deeper than before.
As she continuously, wildly grabbed at the headboard (or lack thereof, being a futon) she started to climax, over, and over again. This entire situation, and where we were, plus the supplements we got at a nearby sex store on the way down there, just hightened my energy, and stamina, and very obviously had intensified her sensations.
Hearing her moaning, so loud they could have probably heard clear down to the club, and seeing her arch her back, grabbing desperately, and unsuccessfully, for anything that she could hold onto, just hightened my desire. Eventually, I needed a quick breath, just a second or two, while at the same time putting her leg down, and telling her to get on her hands and knees, at the foot of the bed, facing the rest of the room. As she moved to be bottom half of the bed, and I moved to the head, so that I could stick it in from the back, that was the moment I finally realized what was going on.
The open, medium-ish sized room, had FILLED up with people, shoulder to shoulder. All. Watching. Us.
Now, I couldn’t make out anyone else’s faces, either because it was too dark, or because I was in such a sexual frenzy, that I didn’t pay it much mind. As much as she tried to hold herself up with her arms, I had decided to help her stay up a bit by pulling her hair back a bit, so that not only would she be fucking, but also so that she would be showing everyone, the entire room, the contortions of her face, as she was consumed in purely savage, sexual, erotic pleasure, as well as directing her wild screaming, and moaning, not only towards all the onlookers, but also in the direction of the rest of the top floor, in the direction of the staircase. I think part of me, the instinctual, savage, almost animal part of me l, had wanted to make sure that everyone, not just on the top floor, but down the stairs, to the second and first floors, even the dance floor, knew that I was the one causing this mass of back arching, arm flailing, toe curling, eye crossing, brain melting exctasy, and that she was MINE. Just seeing the room filled almost shoulder to shoulder, of random strangers watching me ravage my girlfriend, once again, just made me go even wilder.
Eventually it was too much for her to keep herself upright, and her arms collapsed under her, her face buried in the mattress, her ass up in the air, my hands on her hips, slamming my diamond hard cock deeper, and harder, into her ravaged, sopping wet, at this point drooling, snatch. She had cum so hard, so many times, that her constantly running juices were flowing out of her pussy, and down her legs, SOAKING the bed, mixed with a bit of milky, creamy white.
After awhile, as rock hard as I was, I noticed my cock had gone numb, not even realizing when it had actually occured. So after trying, continuously, to get myself to cum all over my girlfriends face, and tits, and stomach, marking her as mine, in front of this relatively huge crowd of completely random strangers, I had to give up on trying. We sat there, cuddled together, just breathing, letting her recover her other senses, until eventually we had gathered our breath.
We got up, clothed ourselves again, despite being soaked in her juices, and covered in sweat, and proceeded to pull the sheets off, throwing them into the nearby laundry bin. (Sheets were always replaced between people using the beds, by the staff. Like I said, this place was pretty upscale and expensive for a reason)
Now, the details after this are all a bit blurry; despite being done with the act, and still having a massive hard-on, I’m pretty sure my brain was still partially stuck in Animal mode, but from the flashes I do remember, and what I can gather after that, we walked downstairs, possibly taking a table or something to get some random snacks, just to partially recover. Now, I can’t really say I remember seeing this, but I’m pretty sure, considering how sloppy we were, on top of the fact that we just radiated the smell of sweaty, wild sex, that we got quite a few looks as we walked down the stairs, over to the table, and eventually across the still-full dance floor, before walking out the front door and into the night
The drive back from Portland was not as quiet as I would have expected. She just laid back in her seat, with this huge satisfied smile on her face, and we just talked about the whole experience, the entire drive back up to Olympia.
Now, you may or may not be wondering, “after all that, after however many hours we had been there, why the fuck did he never cum?”
Well, it hadn’t occured to me until the next day. See, we had planned this night out for maybe 2, 2 1/2 weeks. That morning, we had woken up, with this crazy anticipation, knowing that later that night we’d be visiting this sex club that was owned by Ron Jeremy himself, and we were so excited, and horny, at just the thought, that we fucked for maybe an hour and a half or so. Didn’t want to get TOO worn out, after all. The thing was, even though I wasn’t worn out, or tired, and still ridiculously excited for this (this whole thing being my idea in the first place) she had still managed to, quite literally, suck me dry. When we had gotten there I was basically running on empty. Nothing in the tank.
So, of course, despite this wild, new, amazing experience, I didn’t even get to finish. What a let-down lol Well, I can’t really say it was a let down. It was the single most intense, wild, erotic experience of my entire life, and I haven’t even come close to anything that amazing ever since.
Unfortunately, as freaking amazing as this place was, it was shut down a few years ago. Something about it not being up to the fire code, or some bureaucratic bullshit. Not sure how into fucking in public, or doing anything in front of people you are, but if you ever have the opportunity to experience anything similar, I’d HIGHLY suggest it lol
Just, do a bit of research into different places first. There are some pretty shitty, sketchy places out there.