Nick and I were looking forward to Glow Night. Nick had been away and our newfound non-monogamy
had proved to be particularly challenging the past month or so. Nick was feeling very ‘left out’ of
everything and was not secure at all.
Glow Night was a chance for us to go out and play together and an
opportunity for Nick to get a first hand look at what I actually do at the
Clubs rather than rely on his exceptionally exuberant imagination, despite the
fact that this was Nick’s third visit to this particular Club with me. Each time got easier for us as a couple
to engage in the Lifestyle. But after I went to the Club alone in January he pretty
much flipped out and we have been walking on eggshells ever since…despite my
recent fully endorsed sexy weekend adventures. Glow Night was eagerly anticipated by both of us.
We arrived to a bustling Club. Everyone was busy getting into his or her sexy and decidedly
skimpy Glow Night apparel for what would be an absolutely invigorating sexy
evening. Dressed in my very holey,
barely there, neon pink black-light reflective outfit, we made our way
downstairs for bawdy black-light reflective body painting. It was entertaining and oddly exhilarating
to have a woman paint our bodies with interesting words, symbols and arrows -
all sexually implicit or even explicit and often overtly directive. Everyone was excited, showing off their
naughty body painting and women were strutting their sleazy see-through fishnet
dresses.
Surprisingly, Kelly had invited us to share her party
table. I say surprisingly, because
the last time Nick and I were out together, Kelly was decidedly chilly toward
my husband and I (especially after we took Ron to the play room early in the
night) and I assumed that she did not wish to be social with us. And, I was probably right as it turned
out! Roger was present and the
last time I saw Kelly and Roger together she was intensely focused on Roger to
the exclusion of everyone else so I incorrectly assumed that this night would
again be Roger-centric. Nick and I enjoyed meeting new people and
chatting. Nick got to chat with
young, petite beautiful blond Lisa who was interestingly seated next to Roger
(this should have been a clue for me…Roger was not next to Kelly). I chatted with smiling, warm, enthusiastically
gregarious Madeline who was a friend of Ron and Nora. There was another couple at the table, Steve and Jane, who
seemed to be friends with Kelly. We all chatted with our table neighbors,
danced and had a grand old time.
It was about the most fun I have had while at a dinner at the club, a
perfectly delightful social time for both Nick and myself.
Interestingly, however, everything seemed calculated to keep
Ron and I away from each other.
And despite being invited to share the table, Kelly had virtually
ignored my husband – to the point of being noticed by other tablemates – and
only minimally acknowledged me. I
found all this to be most peculiar.
I knew from meeting with her outside the Club, that she did not think
that Ron and I should be together at all while Nick was around...however, Nick
and I had a very different opinion on the matter. I tried to be aware of Kelly’s sensitivities and avoided
Roger, of whom she was aggressively protective of the last time I saw them out
together, and Lisa whom she dotes on; and I even kept my distance from Ron a
bit in case she wanted him. I was
really trying to keep the peace.
The music was superb and perfect for sexy body-writhing
exuberant dancing. The dance floor was rockin’ with an array of unbelievably
sexy, sensuous men and women – all ages, body types and builds were strutting
their stuff. The black light, the provocative
attire and the generally flirtatious mood of the participants gave a wild and
sex-laden air of expectation to the evening. The club owner had the delight of body painting a stunning
young nude woman while we all cheered him on. She was delectably inviting and any one of us would
love to have been in his shoes…even those of us that are still self-identifying
as bi-curious. There was a magnificent,
freshly designed and constructed cage in the middle of the dance floor. It was
substantially larger that the cage at the other Swingers Club we sometimes visit.
This cage allowed for groups of
people to be inside as well as plenty of space for steamy, titillating dancing
on the external cage bars with ample opportunities for on-lookers to touch and
taste. I watched as women dangled
on the external bars while their partners and/or other consensual partiers ate
their pussies. At one point Nick
was up in the cage dancing like a wild man in nothing more than his glowing white
sexy undies with a lace up front enclosure that we picked up at the naughty lingerie
store earlier in the week. I
danced and danced and danced. Somewhere during all this my shiny, silver star pasties were ripped off my
nipples (by Ron and Madeline, I think) and my pink lacey panties were removed. I
remember having a very sexy dance with an attractive petite busty woman who had
been watching me. It was
exhilarating on the dance floor with our hands roaming freely over each other’s
bodies. My unrelentingly holey skintight dress left absolutely nothing to the imagination with my hard nipples
popping through the holes and no panties underneath. Adding wandering hands all over my body while wearing a
virtual non-dress made for a steamy, lustful, sexually hungry Ellen.
We all danced and chatted and had a fantastic time until
sometime after 10pm. At that
point, none of the ladies (at least
4) that I knew wanted to fuck Ron had made a move….and it was pretty late for
Ron not to be fucking away already!
And I knew that Nick wanted to watch Ron fuck me again. So, I went to
chat with Nora. I shared my
observations with her – 1) the evening appeared calculated to keep Ron and I
away from each other, and 2) that despite the perception of hospitality my
husband was being blatantly ignored.
Nora confirmed my observations and said that, in fact, Ron had been explicitly
instructed to stay completely away from me. This was just not okay. Nick and I are mature adults and free to make our own decisions
about whether, when, how and with whom we play. Likewise, Ron and Nora - as
mature adults - can make their own choices about whether they wish to engage
with us or not. As difficult as
this journey into non-monogamy has been at times, Nick and I do know our own
needs and limits better than anyone else. So I asked Nick how he wanted to proceed with Ron. He
enthusiastically and immediately asked Ron if he wanted to go up and fuck me
while Nick watched. Not surprisingly, Ron said yes!
What I apparently did not know was that Kelly had been
sucking Ron’s cock on the dance floor earlier in the evening and at one point
gave him a blowjob at the dinner table.
Presumably these are signs that I might have picked up on and assumed
she wanted to fuck him. But
honestly with Roger at the table it was all very confusing! And beside, the
last time I saw her she was dancing on the perimeter of the cage with Roger
between her thighs! Our taking Ron up to the play area to fuck really pissed
off Kelly. I had managed to do it
again. But to be honest, this time
I was a bit pissed off myself.
The night at the Club was long and the opportunities for
great sex abounded. I just opted
to take my turn at the front of a long line of women that Ron would enjoy
during the night. We all
headed to my favorite froggie chair.
The play area was unusually vacant – the dance party was superb and a
lot of people had not yet filtered up to the play area. However, there was a couple already
engaged on the bed next to the froggie chair. I think they must have been hoping for a bit of solitude
(really not a prominent feature on offer in the play space of an adult social
club!) because they rapidly took their leave after I climbed up onto the chair
for a much anticipated fuck by Ron.
My expectation of what was to come had been building all week since my
last fuck with Ron and that intoxicating anticipatory buildup led to a
magnificent libidinous explosion of pleasure. My pussy eagerly accepted Ron’s
cock and enjoyed the thunderous orgasms that our combined chemistry regularly
generates. The G-Spot climaxes his
fingers created were all-encompassing and radiated through out my body. It was an utterly blissfully full body
orgasmic fuck. Nick was watching
the entire time.
None of the four of us had realized the extent to which
taking the initiative on our lustful sexual impulses would evoke anger in
Kelly. She appeared livid and made
her vehemence known. I was truly
sorry to have upset her so thoroughly, but this time I was also resentful. We are all entitled to make our own
choices in life. And the night had
only just begun - there was plenty of time for her (or anyone) to fuck Ron.
After some refreshments, Nick and I headed back into the
play area to seek our next sexual adventure as a couple. As we passed the mirror room we
noticed Steve and Jane playing with Denise on one side of the bed and Mark and
his wife, Beth, fucking on the other side. Previously on the dance floor, Steve had made his
concupiscent intentions explicitly known by his intense, repeated incursion
upon my personal space, his wandering hands and gyrating pelvis…if he had not
been fully clothed he would have been fucking me on the dance floor – it had
been that evident. His partner had
merely observed from her seat at the table, she did not join him on the dance
floor - I could not read her thoughts but she did not look comfortable in the
heated sexual environment that this Club can exude. Steve saw Nick and I at the entrance to the mirror room and
enthusiastically waved me over. I
knew that Nick was hot for Beth and that he would enjoy playing adjacent to
each other – Nick with Beth and me with Steve and Jane. So we keenly joined the copulatory
party.
Nick asked Beth if he could taste her pussy; and with
consent he greedily dove in. Steve was kissing and touching me avariciously and
hastily moved down to eat my pussy, assuming implicit permission. As I laid back and allowed my pussy to
revel in the sensations of a new man hungrily partaking of my juicy cunt, I
heard Mark tell Beth that she should ‘return the favor’ and suck my husband’s
cock. The next thing I knew, Mark
presented his erect cock for me to suck on. I was lying back on the bed with
Steve ravenously taking pleasure in my pussy with my head hanging back off the
edge of the bed with Mark’s rather substantial cock thrusting into my mouth. It was one of the few times since
joining the Swingers Lifestyle that I felt on the edge of not being in control
of a sexual situation. I was only
on the periphery of comfort with Mark’s throbbing big cock thrusting in and out
of my mouth. I have never
succeeded in trying to deep throat and cannot imagine how women do it. I felt vulnerable without having the
upper hand on Mark’s cock – so to speak.
During all this time with two well endowed black men, one
sucking/licking and nibbling on my cunt and the other’s cock pumping forcefully
in and out of my mouth, I noticed that Jane was looking less than
enthused. Denise was playing with
Jane, but Jane seemed much less excited than she had when Steve was fucking her
before I joined the group. With this
realization (and a jaw that was feeling overly stretched by a big black cock),
I excused myself and went to the ladies.
When I returned Steve called me over for more, but, simultaneously, Mark
asked me to climb on top of his cock and ride him. Nick was still with Beth and Mark was Beth’s partner so I
weighed the options – Steve whose girlfriend was looking a little less than
thrilled or Mark who was eagerly asking me to climb on top and who I knew to be
a great fuck from the Christmas Party on December 1st. You
can guess whom I fucked next!
While Nick and Beth fucked, Mark and I fucked near them on
the bed. It was the first time
Nick and I experienced a full swap.
Mark swung me around and fucked me doggie style but tonight the rhythm
was just not quite right to get me bucking and clamoring for more as Mark did
the last time he fucked me. I
pulled away from Mark and he instructed Beth to go down on me. Beth was eating my pussy while Mark
fucked her from behind and Nick had his cock in my mouth. While this should have been a crazy hot
scene for me, tonight oddly, it was not.
As a result, after a few minutes of this MFFM fucking chain, all focus shifted
back onto Beth. I watched while my
husband fucked Beth’s tight pussy from behind and Mark filled her mouth with
his big black cock. Back and forth
like a seesaw I witnessed two cocks pumping in and out of her cunt and mouth
rhythmically. My husband seemed to really enjoy fucking Beth’s taut little cunt
and said so several times. It was
a unique experience watching Nick fuck another woman in such a raw and exposed
manner. It was a huge success for Nick and I was happy for him and us. It was Nick’s first wildly successful
blowjob and fuck in the Lifestyle.
Unexpectedly, Ron and Nora ran into Rebecca and her husband
whom they had not seen in quite a long while. They were yet another couple that Ron and Nora introduced
into the Lifestyle. Ron was
Rebecca’s first extra-marital fuck.
It was intriguing to talk with Rebecca and her husband. Like me, it was her initiative to open
their marriage and be non-monogamous.
I do not meet many women who led the way within their partnership into
this sexually audacious and liberated world. Usually it is at the man’s initiative. A short while later Nick and I wandered
around upstairs in the play area to discover Ron fucking Rebecca in a froggie
chair while her husband watched from her side. We watched while Ron fucked her pussy and she climaxed and
then we watched some more as her husband came in after Ron and rammed his cock
inside her welcoming cunt, as well.
As Nick and I walked through the play area before turning in
for the night, we heard Ron fucking Madeline and her delightful contented
moans. Ron was making his way
through the line of ladies wanting to be serviced by his glorious cock, of
which there were many on this night.
I smiled and was happy that I jumped the line to be the first fuck of
the evening, even though that had really not been the major consideration at
the time. Truthfully, I had just
been feeling randy as hell and wanted meet my crazy, escalating horny desires.
A bit later I saw Kelly and Ron on the stairs in a palpably
intense verbal/emotional exchange and shortly thereafter they headed to the hot
tub while Nick and I headed to bed. I was glad that Ron and Kelly were connecting to smooth
things over between them after the upset I had caused earlier in the
night. Meanwhile, Nick and I
settled in for the night’s slumber in the play area. But, alas, sleep was not in the making. We dozed for a bit until we were firmly
aroused by a raucously passionate sexual encounter on the froggie chair just
around the corner. Ron was pounding
Kelly unremittingly and her exuberant, fervent, throaty moans and explicit exclamations
reverberated throughout the play area for a considerable amount of time.
As we continued to listen to Ron and Kelly fucking
unrelentingly, a couple stealthily crept into the play area and settled onto a
bed near Nick and I. They affectionately
prepared their play space laying a towel on the bed and began a provocative
sexual exchange that was enthralling to witness. Their lovemaking was intoxicatingly
beautiful and euphorically compelling….it was impossible to look away. They were spinning an erotic energy
that emanated from their beguiling coitus. Her pleasure was evident in her rapturous gentle moans and
whimpers, which were subtly laced with cries of ecstasy. It was one of the most intense sexual
exchanges that I have ever had the honor to behold. Needless to say, sleep was
utterly unattainable between the wildly different auditory stimuli emanating
from the two couples entangled in coitus.
The next morning Nick and I showered and headed to
breakfast. We had a delightful
chat with Mark about nothing in particular until he shared with us that he was
honored to have been a part of our first full swap. Interesting that he would say or even know that bit of
information….until I realized that I had passed Mark and Beth in the hot tub
with Kelly earlier this morning when we left the play area. And the knowledge transfer suddenly
became transparent.
After a quick breakfast on the sofas with Ron, Nancy, Mark
and Beth the latter couple retreated to the play area for another round of marital
intimacy. Shortly thereafter, Nick
looked at me and said that I should go for it. What??? I
apparently was writhing in my seat with the obvious desire to fuck Ron one last
time before heading home. And it
was evidently clear as day to everyone but me! So with Nora’s blessing, Ron, Nick and I headed back up to
the play area for one last fuck on the downstairs dungeon-esque froggie chair
with faux leather covering, tucked in a corner nearest a fireplace and large
screen continuous porn stream. When
we passed Mark and Beth fucking on the queen sized bed opposite the fireplace,
they extended an invitation to join them in their revelry. But we deferred to the adjacent froggie
chair. Nick watched as I sucked
Ron’s cock while he fingered my G-Spot repeatedly to squirting climaxes. Nick watched as Ron thrust his cock into
my hungry cunt while the light from the small medieval window in a nearby door
cast rays of morning light across my breasts. I was unaware of the light but for the conversation it
evoked between Nick and Ron about my breasts and the sensual patterns cast by
the lights’ provocative rays shining through the window. Nick watched my
obvious pleasure and stroked his cock.
When leaving the Club, I had a really warm and wholehearted
hug goodbye from Nora, whom I have grown to like a great deal. And vivacious Madeline gave me an enormous,
affectionate hug goodbye….one that left me wondering where her sexual interests
and preferences might rest.
As a result of spending Glow Night together as a couple,
Nick and I both felt a more established level of comfort with the Swinging
Lifestyle and Nick’s discomfort with the mystery of my autonomous sexual
escapades seemed to ease somewhat.
The night was also the first time that I had the occasion to visually
and aurally experience my husband fuck another woman. I had been a bit anxious about what my response would be, though
I did not think it would upset me. Others had told me that they found it very
difficult to watch their husband’s take pleasure in the physical pleasures that
other women offer. My response was
incredibly neutral. I did not feel
jealousy and I did not feel exuberant elation. I was enormously pleased for Nick at his success and quasi-initiation.
I do think that Nick might have been a bit disappointed that I did not react
more strongly in either a jealous or compersive way, but then again, it is hard
to complain when one’s wife is happy for you when you fuck another woman.
