With my husband home for a week we decided that we should
take a night as a couple and go to a club to share some of the sexual
titillation I have been experiencing.
We decided a visit to the adult social club was more Nick’s speed than a
loud swinger’s club. I had been
once before last weekend (see my previous post, “Halloween Threesome”) and Nick
really wanted to go and see what it is all about. He knows the story of my visit and was really looking
forward to going. We had been
warned that the night would quiet with low attendance following such a raucous
Halloween party weekend. But for
me the difference between visiting the club on this visit and the one prior was
vast. Though I think it worked
well as an introduction for Nick.
I wanted to arrive dressed for the evening because I was not
sure if we would be allowed into the sleeping area of the club before Nick
completed the orientation. So, we
stopped off at a Home Depot for a legitimate shopping excursion and ended up
changing into our club wear in the parking lot. I know that sounds a bit strange, but amazingly in a
busy weekend parking lot no one noticed what we were doing. We arrived at the
club early for orientation – which I did again with Nick because I felt fairly
certain that he did not want to do it alone – and then we became members. This time there were very few people in
the orientation. And the whole mood and energy of the club was unhurried and
languid. The frenetic energy of
the previous weekend was completely absent. It was hard to believe the life force that was present and the
goings-on that had taken place within these very same walls the weekend
prior.
As soon as orientation was over seating began for the
dinner. In fact they had been
waiting for the orientation to finish to get on with the evening. This was a couple’s date night (and
owner’s birthday party) so there was seating and table service. We were seated at a small round table
with only one other couple (Dave and Teresa). I was bummed because I had hoped for a larger table so we
would have a few other couples to talk to and get to know. This couple was interesting enough to
talk with but the possibilities for play were not there. The requisite attraction was simply
absent. The couple did not come to the club regularly and had not been to the
club for at least a year. I had
been hoping that we could sit with a few people that could we could talk to
about their lifestyle experiences so that we could learn more.
After dinner, it was announced that the kitchen had made a
terrible error and forgot to serve the birthday celebrant his birthday
dessert. Then the staff brought
out a table, a large tray of delectable dessert condiments (chocolate, whipped
cream, berries, etc) and a naked woman (the Genie costumed woman from Halloween
– small breast with BIG nipples….can’t remember her name). She climbed up on the table and the
birthday boy proceeded to drip and drizzle various sweet bits on her breasts
and bare pussy and up and down her body.
Then he began to eat off of her and in some instances almost seemed to
be eating her…first her breasts and then making his way down to her pussy. His wife joined in the fun and began to
prepare more naked lady for him to eat.
She thoroughly covered the woman’s pussy with whipped cream and
chocolate sprinkles and patted it into place. Then he took a peeled banana,
slid it between her legs, pulled it back out and began eating and repeated this
process a couple of times being sure to scoop up whipped cream and bits of
chocolate each time. Then his wife
began eating the delicious dessert lady as well. All this was utterly hilarious and oddly intoxicating while
being seemingly the most normal was to celebrate ones’ birthday ever. This club has the unique ability to
make all manner of generally culturally unacceptable behavior feel completely,
utterly normal, healthy, positive and desirable. I was completely comfortable with the scene and thought it
was great fun. I would imagine
that it is intensely pleasurable and exhilarating to be the naked woman lying
on the table in front of an entire room being decorated with delectable dessert
toppings and then lapped, licked and sucked. Nick definitely seemed to enjoy it
as well.
After dinner we danced a bit, but the music was not great
and too low energy…and I can’t believe I am saying this, but, not loud
enough?! Nick and I do not have
much of a dancing history; some how we just missed that during our 20 years. So
we have never really found a comfortable dancing groove. Given the lack of groove and mediocre
music I decided that we should explore other aspects of the club and asked Nick
is he wanted to go hang out in the hot tub. I had not had the opportunity to visit the hot tubs when I
came the previous week and it looked like a nice place to relax, meet new
people and chat. We dropped our
clothes in the sleeping room and headed to the hot tubs. We choose an outdoor hot tub and joined
3 other couples. All three couples
were older than us – one from the US and 2 Canadian. We had interesting
conversation but nothing approaching anything more than normal everyday chatty
conversation that one might have with a neighbor. It is interesting that though we were all in the hot tub
completely nude at an adult social club where we were all presumably going to
have some variation of sex at some point in the evening nothing remotely
sexually interesting happened or was said in the hot tub. That is until one of
the women climbed in front of her husband and started arching her back while
her partner massaged her breasts.
At this point another couple decided to squeeze into the hot tub –
literally we were all squeezed in like sardines with 5 couples in the hot tub.
We were all arranged in a repeating male-female configuration. The woman next to me pretty much
immediately began to run her left hand up and down my right thigh and caressing
my knee. She continued this for
several minutes. I was not quite
sure what to think. She had not
looked me in the eye or sought any consent or complicity from me. While theoretically I could have been
potentially interested, I was held back by two factors. Firstly, her husband made me slightly uncomfortable
for reasons that I cannot put my finger on, and secondly, I felt like I should
focus on Nick and was not ready to go in this direction yet. So after some moments Nick and I
decided to exit the hot tub and shower.
After showering I dressed in a bit of sexy lingerie that Nick
and I had purchased earlier in the afternoon from a local sex-positive
establishment, along with cock rings the Nick wanted to try. We entered the play portion of the club
and walked around to see what was happening and to find a place to settle. There were a number of couples in
various stages of sex to be seen right, left and center. But the magnitude of participants, the proximity
of copulating couples and the variety of sexual acts paled in comparison to
what I had witnessed on my previous visit. As a result the energy of the play area was completely different. It was almost leisurely and indolent
yet possessed a low level sexual hum that could be felt, seen and heard….and, I
imagine, touched were I to reach out and touch. But, I was feeling very timid in this completely new
environment for Nick and I as a couple.
So Nick and I found a place near the entry to the play area that we
decided would be good for play. I
was feeling awkward because I did not know how Nick would react to everything
around us and I did not know what he wanted to do this evening. He had told me that it was fine if I
wanted to have sex with others, but I felt that I should stay with him this
first night. And in all honesty, I feel somewhat inhibited with Nick in this
environment and was reluctant to show him the brazen, uninhibited, sexual side
of the animal that is Ellen. I was
also acutely aware that he has to be accompanied by a woman at all times while
in the play area and could not be left alone. And I did not think our first foray out together in our
newly opened marriage was the best time for me to leave him alone nor for him
to watch me fuck other people. I
like variety and anonymity and did not want to go too far and freak Nick
out. I thought I should be with
him! So I slipped of my panties
off, leaned back and he began to enthusiastically eat my pussy – one of his all
time favorite activities. As he
was licking and sucking and fingering me I was conscience of couples
periodically walking by and looking in at us and occasionally pausing to watch
my husband eat my pussy. I was
also watching Nick become aware of the couples moving past and seeing them
observing us. Nick appeared to
find it erotic being watched as he was eating me and fucking me with his
fingers, as evidenced by his cock beginning to respond slightly. However, for me my mind was in a very
anthropological mode and I felt like I was watching everything happen from a
more analytical perspective rather than actually taking part in the sexual
commotion. My reptilian brain had
gone dormant. At this point we
took a break and while I used the bathroom another woman (and her partner)
looked after Nick since he was not supposed to be left unsupervised by a
woman. When I came out I noticed
that my husband was being ever so slightly more friendly than normal when
chatting with the couple. I
suspected that he might have been a bit of interest in playing with them but he
said and did nothing to indicate to me that he wanted to move in that
direction. I did not pursue it
because I did not want to play with anyone other than my husband on our first
night out together since we agreed to open our marriage and fuck other people. I
felt like baby steps were good for now.
Just fucking my husband in such an open environment would in and of
itself be a big step for our us.
We walked around the play area a bit and I chose a new
location where I thought perhaps Nick and I could get more visual
stimulation. We climbed up onto a
platform bed that afforded us an excellent view of probably eight other couples
fucking - some gently and some
vigorously; some quietly and some with moans, cries and guttural sounds loud
enough to make me want to run and get in line to be fucked the same way! The aural stimulation provided by
hearing other couples making love or fucking (whatever the case may be) is
intensely hot. I loved seeing and
hearing the others couples fucking and I wanted to fuck too. But, while watching and listening to
the juxtaposition of the melodious cacophony that surrounded us, I had been
stroking Nick’s cock…without the slightest hint of interest from his cock.
After a few moments of Nick and I mutually recognizing and
quasi acknowledging that the visual, aural and tactile sensations Nick was
experiencing were not enough to give him an erection, we decided to take
another break. We returned to the
dinner/dance area for some refreshments and to survey the scene. There were a handful of couples
floating about but for the most part people were all engaging in some variation
of sexual congress in the play areas.
At this point Nick told me that he had decided to try the little blue
pill – Viagra – for the first time ever and see what happens. I think he was
surprised and disappointed that he did not raise an erection on his own
volition in such an overtly stimulating environment. So he popped the pill and we headed back into the play
area. I was trepidatious since I
had never played with my husband under the influence of a pharmacological lift
and was not sure what to expect.
This time my husband chose the location for us to play. He chose one of the two mattresses on
the floor next to the froggy chair where Ron so thoroughly fucked me last
week. There was an attractive
woman and her partner on the mattress next to us fucking quietly, periodically
changing from position to position while another couple opposite us was
vigorously and indefatigably fucking doggy-style with periodic slaps to her
ass. This particular couple fucked
long and hard with her pussy getting hammered by his hard throbbing cock over
and over and over again…and they continued on even after we left the play area.
The stamina that can be found in some of the club members is truly commendable
and enviable!
In our highly erotic new location Nick immediately went down
on me again, though briefly, and then plunged his rock hard cock in my pussy
and began to fuck me. The little
blue pill worked!! While he was going down on me and while he was on top of me
thrusting inside me I was able to enjoy watching the couple next to us fuck as
well. After a bit we switched and
I climbed on top of Nick, eased my pussy onto his cock and began to ride him –
gently and then more intensely. I
like being on top because I can control both my orgasm and his to large degree. When I am on top fucking I do not want
to be touched and I do not want the man I am fucking to thrust at all…I want to
do all the fucking in that position.
I want the control. And, in
this particular case it was THE place to be. Not only could I fuck my husband hard and get myself off
(and Nick), but I could watch two other couples fucking. I was riding Nick and watching as the
woman to my left sucked her man’s cock while he watched me ride Nick. And directly in my line of vision, I
could watch the exuberant doggy-style action with him still ramming his cock
into her pussy over and over again and still slapping her hard on the ass
periodically as he did so. I loved
watching these two fuck. I never
saw her face, but he was sexy and I loved his sexual fervor. After watching both couples fuck
for a while and unreservedly riding my husband, we reached a mutual orgasm. We relaxed as the couple next to
us finished fucking at nearly the same time the Nick and I climaxed. After a few moments to catch our
collective breathe, the doggy-style man opposite us said, “Ah man, it was so
hot to watch you all fucking!”
Afterwards Nick and I slowly drifted back into the dining
area for some refreshments. On the
way I encountered a couple arguing in the hallway. It was the first negative vibe I had felt in the club and
suddenly I held an enormous appreciation for management’s insistence that any
and all fighting be taken home immediately….any negative vibe can be a real
downer! After a few glasses of
yummy orange juice (guess it had been more of a workout than I realized!), I
decided to go to the sleeping room and get some sleep. Nick seemed hesitant so I told him that
he did not have to come with me, he was free to stay out and socialize. I thought it would be good for him to
have sometime alone in the club – though he would be unable to go into the play
areas without a female escort. I
know that he inhibits me and I inhibit him. Perhaps on his own he could follow his instincts or desires
without thinking of me. And I think I would have been fine if he had found a
playmate to fuck, but he did not. I fell asleep fairly quickly and am not sure
when Nick came to bed or when the other couple in the sleeping area came
in. The ‘other couple’ was the
more interesting of the couples in the hot tub earlier in the evening. I heard them come and go a few times
during the night and in hindsight wonder if they left the room to fuck in the
early, early morning. At the break
of light they were touching and rubbing each other all over….but they were not
fucking as that is not allowed in the sleeping room. Even so, it was not something that one could sleep through. Nick
wondered later if they were trying to arose our interest in a morning bout of
sex. Fucking a couple we just met together would be a superb next step in
launching our open marriage and certainly an appealing way to start a fresh
day!
You can read Nick’s version of the evening on his blog – Compersive
Times.
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