I was unsure of Nick’s feelings about me going to the club
alone on this night. I asked him
several times if he was good with me going – including 2 texts from the car on
the way there. He responded, “I am good with you going tonight, and want you to
have fun and enjoy yourself, then tell me all about it." So I went. But honestly I did not feel the enthusiasm that I had
enjoyed in the past because I did not feel that Nick was enthusiastically
supportive – though he had not explicitly said as much. However, I really felt like I needed to
go for ME, though it was clear that Nick was ambivalent despite his reassuring
words. After I got home he told me
that it was after he had sent the text that he wondered what I would have done
if he said no. He said he did not
really feel like ‘no’ was an option.
And the day after this outing he was in shambles and as of yet he has
heard only minimal details of the night…so reading this post will be the
details for him.
The theme of the night was Speed Dating. This gave me pause.
I am an introvert and need alone, quiet time to rejuvenate. I do not do intense
people time well. It drains my
energy. However, I have very much
enjoyed the social aspect of the club and getting to know like-minded
people. Despite my reluctance I
decided that it would be worthwhile to meet knew people and expand my circle of
lifestyle acquaintances and potentially friends. When I arrived I was pleasantly surprised to see Ron and
Nora had decided to come as well.
So I knew it would be a good sex night, too!
I shared a dinner table with Ron, Nora, Kelly and
Roger. Another couple Frank and
Zelda joined us at the table. I
had passed Frank and Zelda several times already this evening and Frank had
locked eyes with me in a discrete but lustful way. He also subtly admired my black lace fitted dress with skin
color underlining which made it look as if I was wearing only a sexy form fitting
lace dress – it only became clear that it was actually not just lace because my
nipples were not sticking through the fabric…they were tucked away in a black
and gold filigree bra. It was amusing
because the dress gave several men pause early in the evening and this despite
the fact that I thought it to be one of the more conservative dresses I had
worn to a club. Zelda was a
beautiful young dark-skinned woman with an accent that clearly informed me that
she was from a land more erotically visceral than our own. (I will refrain from the specifics to
protect her privacy.) We discussed her origins and her ambitions over
dinner. It was fun conversation
that brought out a bit to the ‘professional me’ that had so far pretty much
been dormant.
Speed dating fun began immediately after dinner and it was a
blast! I met several new men and
even found commonalities between us!
I met Mike whose profession takes him to a place overseas where I used
to live and work. I have even seen
the results of his work! So the
world is indeed a small place. I
met another man who, like myself, has also traveled the globe extensively for
professional reasons and enjoys scuba diving and skydiving. I met Dillon who I
had seen at the club several times.
I had seen Dillon with his partner Dorothy on most of my visits to the
club and had been curious about them. And I met Tim who was hot in an Italian/Latino sort of way
and we seemed to click fairly quickly and talked about he and his partner’s
reactions to the open lifestyle since they were fairly new to the scene. It was very interesting because he
expressed some of the insecurities that Nick has shared with me as well. Tim
was sexy and there was an intriguing energy between us. He pointed out his partner, Doreen,
across the room and she was petite and super cute. Hmmm, it looked like the evening held great potential!!
As a side note, I talked with a man whose confidence was in
the toilet. For kicks we pulled a
question out of an envelope that was passed around for if/when conversation
dulled. We were curious what was
inside. “What is your sexual super
skill?” And he said, “my wife says
I am good at going down on her but I don’t think so.” Well heck!! If
a woman compliments you take it, run with it, believe it and OWN IT! Serendipitously, his wife appeared by
our sides and confirmed that he was indeed skilled at said activity. But, he did not have the
self-confidence to enjoy the compliment but rather minimized his abilities
again. Let me just say, that is SO
not the sexy thing to do in a sex club!
Or anywhere really.
Back to the story…Speed dating ended in the nick of
time. I had darn near expended all
my sociable energy and needed some space.
After a few moments alone to reenergize, I joined in with the post speed
dating dancing frenzy. I was dancing alone but was definitely scoping the
playing field checking out the various pairs whose partners I had met during
speed dating. It was interesting
to see who was with whom and begin to put some names to faces. Ron and Nora were dancing nearby and
were unmistakably suggestive of what was yet to come, but at that moment I was
interested in exploring other opportunities. I had passed on immediate options on recent club visits and
learned that not taking advantage of opportunities when they presented
themselves was a mistake. I was
watching Tim and Doreen dancing and flirting and then I watched them watching
me. We were dancing in separate areas of the dance floor but were now watching
and flirting with each other building an interesting energy flow. Doreen was petite, perky and bubbly,
basically the total opposite of me.
And as I already said, Tim was just plain hot with his dark eyes, dark
short hair, a few interesting tats on his olive toned skin. After a few moments, Doreen invited me
to dance with them ostensibly to ‘rescue’ me from an older couple that was
closing in on me (AKA Ron and Nora)….little did she know! We danced and chatted, discovering that
Doreen and I had recently both availed ourselves of the same Groupon coupon for
Burlesque classes. She suggested
that we go for Burlesque together – we are trying to coordinate our schedules
now! Anyway, we danced for a few songs and then Doreen declared that she and
Tim were headed to the play area…and would I like to join them? ABSOLUTELY!
I slipped into a black silk chemise and Doreen was appealingly
adorned with fishnet stockings, shiny patent leather fuck me pumps, a very sexy
black corset with a very handy front zipper that flaunted her breasts
marvelously. She looked like a
miniature Barbie with perfect curves and a bubbly personality. Once we were in the play area, Tim and
Doreen choose the mirror room, which was empty when we arrived.
Tim selected the corner double bed rather than the vast bed in the
heart of the room. I took this to
be a slight bit of shyness or discomfort on his part. I had already noticed
that his demeanor with me had changed from earlier in the evening during speed
dating. He suddenly seemed a bit
anxious with me – maybe fearing his partners’ reaction to seeing him with
someone else? Doreen and I discussed bi-boundaries, of which she had none and I
was still exploring. Doreen also
warned me that she is a serious squirter. Due to Tim’s newfound anxiety, I
decided to focus my energies on Doreen…after all it is not every day a blazing hot
woman offers herself up sexually.
I kissed her, touched, sucked and nibbled on her breasts; she reciprocated
and went down on me after asking me if it was okay to ‘taste me’. For a little while the sexual
interaction was only between me and Doreen while Tim stood by and watched and
grew progressively stiffer and larger under the confines of his cotton boxers. Then after a bit, Tim fucked her while
I caressed her and played with her breasts. I asked if we could unzip her corset and she smiled and said
‘of course.’ I unzipped and found
her tight strong abdomen and could feel her respond to the cock thrusting in
and out of her pussy. Tim reached
down and released the last hook and her corset came free. With her legs up over Tim’s shoulders
and him leaning and pumping deep into her she came like crazy and squirted so
much that she pretty much soaked the bed despite the towel. She was bubbly, giggly and very
fun. She exuded personality. We seemed to think similar thoughts
simultaneously and often spoke with the exact say phrases as the exact same
moment – JINX! All this while one
or the other of us was being fucked.
And yes, Tim fucked me next and it did not take long for me to reach
orgasm, as well. Oddly he said
that I ‘kicked him out’ just like Doreen does when she orgasms. It was a bit odd being compared as if
under scientific observation. But
apparently Doreen and I have similarly responsive cunts…or maybe he was just
good at what he was doing!
We were joined in the room by five couples on the oversized
bed – one after the other in a line fucking and never touching their neighbors. Some were newish to the club and
lifestyle and were still getting their bearings. Though others were not. Ralph and Helen (who I played with at
the Christmas Party) were leaning against the far wall, watching all the sexual
exploits unfold before them. Helen
was arching her back and leaning into Ralph who was behind her – greedily running
his hands up and down her body exposing her breasts, nibbling on her neck ravenously
and arousing her with his fingers and hands between her legs. Watching Ralph and Helen get all
heated up was far more erotically stimulating than watching the conventional,
predictable in and out thrusting of the couples on the bed. Plus there was the added visual
stimulation of Helen still being partially clad in sexy flowery lingerie. I was also able to watch Dillon, a
weightlifter, and Dorothy. They
were one of the five couples on the giant bed at the end nearest our threesome. I watched them in the ceiling mirrors,
which humorously distorted their Hitachi sex toy to such proportions that it
looked about 3 feet long! So, all in all there were six couples and a threesome
all fooling around in the mirrored room.
So much potential for a dog pile yet not a single hand strayed to the
couple beside them.
After things cooled down a bit, I thanked Tim and Doreen and
left them to themselves…and whoever might saunter by. Out in the main play area I could hear Nora expressing
pleasure rather distinctly. I found
her energetically fucking Frank with him on top clearly thrusting in just the
right spot to elicit considerable pleasure. Around the corner in the psychedelic room, I discovered Ron
fucking Zelda, Franks’ dark, beautiful, very young partner. Frank and Zelda and Ron and Nora
had down a swap! I peered through a large peephole and watched Ron and Zelda
fuck for a spell. Then I went over
just as Frank was pulling out of Nora and sat with them and chatted a
while. Nora made clear to me that
she was dubious about fucking Frank as his body type did not appeal to her – he
was on the larger side of men - but that he was a stellar performer! She was a very satisfied woman and
would definitely be interested in a repeat opportunity should the occasion
arise. Frank said he had been coming to the club off and on for many years
(something like 20 years) and was very vested in the alternative lifestyle
scene and at one point heavily involved in the BDSM scene in the region.
A short while later I was returning to the play area and
encountered Ron and Nora coming down the creaky wooden staircase. Ron smiled
and asked if I wanted to go back up after giving him a bit of re-coop time.
YES! I asked him if he wanted to
go get something to drink but he smiled and led me back upstairs (what happened
to his re-coop time?). We went
straight to my favorite place on the froggie chair in the cool black-lit
room. We kissed for a moment and
then I was up on the much loved froggie chair on my back sucking on his glorious
cock while he enthusiastically finger fucked me until I reached one blissful
climax after another. He was
almost instantly on my G-Spot and brought me to orgasm almost immediately and I
amazingly ejaculated each time I reached that phenomenal pinnacle. This time it
was easier for Ron and for myself to reach this spectacular state than it had
been a few weeks earlier when he helped me discover that I had this incredible
G-Spot capacity. I have been told
that the more G-Spot stimulation, the more G-Spot orgasms, the more squirting,
the easier it becomes. Ron was
incredible with just the fingers of his right hand but his cock inside is
magnificent as well! Ron thrust his big cock in and out of my pussy and I held
on for the ride. He brought
me to another series of intense orgasms with only his cock – though not the
same quality and caliber of orgasm as the one the G-Spot produces but truly desirable. Ron switched back to bringing me to
orgasm by exciting my G-Spot. I climaxed over and over again with an incredible
new level of intensity. And,
while I can be vocal, I was exceedingly so during this encounter with Ron. I surprised myself with a vocalization
pattern and pitch that was unfamiliar to me and not at all subtle. And
apparently, I was loudly enthusiastic enough to garner the attention of a
number of people in the area…including Nora who mocked me for commenting on her
cries of ecstasy earlier. When we left the play area the staff monitors
commented on how incredibly great our sexual play sounded from their aural vantage. I was a bit embarrassed and actually blushed which just got
them all teasing me even more.
Downstairs, I stood in front of the fireplace with Nora chatting
and keeping warm. Danny joined us
in conversation that quickly turned into light flirting. Noticing our interest in a peculiar
tattoo on his chest, Danny explained its origins and unique history. I innocently touched Danny on his
various tats on his chest, arm and waist….all of which have stories. I noticed a spark from Danny every time
I touched him and thought, ‘ Hmmm, I could take this to another level if I
wanted to.’ Ron came up and we were all talking, then Danny asked me to dance. And I thought what the heck! I wanted to explore and take advantage
of invitations and opportunities so I accepted and off we went. I was interested in seeing what Danny
had to offer, but I was even more interested in exploring outside of Ron’s
domain and establishing for myself that I could move forward and sideways
independently. Ron is not possessive at all, but he does seem to dominate my
time and I want to carve out space for my own continued sexual exploration. To
Ron’s credit he has on several occasions encouraged me to explore with other
men. Ron is clear that this is
only about the physical.
Danny and I danced a few songs, kissed on the dance floor
and moved to the play area. He chose
a play space in my preferred room on the large bed adjacent to my favorite
froggie chair. Dorothy was lying
back on the froggie chair being fucked hard by her partner Dillon. As Danny and I settled in on the bed
and began to play, Dorothy and Dillon deliberately moved onto the bed as
well. Interestingly they positioned
themselves on the extreme side of their section of the bed closest to Danny and
I. I wondered if by their actions
they were expressing interest in a four-way. Danny was fucking me hard with deliberate rhythmic thrusts
that were quite satisfying in tone and depth but lacked the rapidity and motion
that would be required to really excite me. I watched Dorothy and Dillon – he
was sitting next to me on his knees and she was lying on her back riding him
with her hips gyrating purposefully with her legs on either side of Dillon. Her toes were amazingly painted in a
black light reflective color and shown brightly. Occasionally my hand grazed one of them but without specific
intent. Though I noticed that
there was a definite reaction each time I accidently brushed my fingers up
against them. I had never seen
Dorothy or Dillon play with anyone else at the club and I wondered if they only
played alone. And they had never made any sort of suggestive move in my
direction though they had had ample opportunity, so I was not sure what to
think. But, I decided that while
they might be fun to play with, I did not want to engage with them while being
with Danny. My mind wandered a bit
and when I found myself contemplating the white ceiling and why it was white
rather than psychedelically painted like the rest of the room I knew it was
time to cut and run. I told Danny
that I needed to head out for some water.
Not taking the hint, Danny offered me his bottle of water. Danny followed me out of the play area
and asked “Are you done with me darlin’?”
And I turned around, said yes and kissed him square on the mouth and
said thank you.
I joined a table full of people chatting about the night and
relaxed for a while. I mentioned
that I thought the ceiling should be painted in some of the rooms because after
all, what does one see when they are on their backs – which is not an unusual
posture in the play area! Though I
had never noticed the white ceiling in that room before and I had done a lot of
fucking in there! I got teased mercilessly for have such boring sex that I
would even notice the ceiling. To
remedy the boring sex label, Ron and I headed back up into the play area for
another round of great, earth shattering, orgasmic sex!
During breakfast the next morning I had a nice time getting
to know people a little bit better.
I was sitting at a table with Ron, Nora and Denise, someone I have
chatted with on several occasions – usually in the play area watching other
people fucking. Denise asked about
the prior night and if it was fun.
I paused and must have gotten a very odd look on my face because before
I new it I was the center of a lot of teasing by all parties and I was blushing
like crazy. So I guess my face
really does tell more than I know!
Dillon and Dorothy joined us, which was really nice. It turned out that they live in my part
of the state (as does Danny – In fact, Danny had even seen Nick and I in a
restaurant just two weeks prior…I had no idea!). As more people joined the table we all squeezed closer
together and as is apt to happen, Ron’s hands began to wander over my
body. Nora noticed (she always notices)
and smiled and said, “You have enough time to run upstairs if you two want
to…” And with that Ron and I
headed off for our first morning fuck!
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