Faked being a Swinger
I've only told a handful of people this story, and so here it is..a confessional so to speak.

I've always been a highly sexual person, and was trapped in a loveless/sexless marriage for 5 years believe it or not..before embarking in a 2 year relationship with a nymphomaniac - going from one end of the scale to the other, she was drop dead gorgeous, loved to fuck anywhere, liked to be filmed, was a real moaner (in a good way :D) and would frequently come 5 times (and during one amazing fuck fest came 10 times..I kid you not). Life was better than good, it was FUCKING AWESOME! Apart from the fact that she was also slightly tapped, twinned with the fact I was fresh from divorce with all the baggage that comes with that.

We would argue constantly, then fuck like animals. The stuff dreams are made of. The next day we would argue again, and split up, get back together, fuck each others brains out, argue, split up.. etc.

It came to a point where she knew exactly what buttons to press, and I thought, If i don't break this chain now..one of us is gonna end up dead. So I summoned all my will power, and made one final break..this time for good.

And so it was.. I was single again, footloose and fancy free, and for a short while things looked great. Of course, I had plenty of mental images to keep my hand busy while I flew solo, which was fine initially.. but then it was like a drug, I had to get a kick somewhere!

I had heard there was a Swingers club a few miles out of town, so I thought "why not", I had never tried swinging before, and I wasn't desperate to pay for sex, and with other consenting adults..how can you go wrong!

So off I went. After paying, I made my way to the locker room (kind of like the swimming baths or gym) took off all of my clothes and then put a towel around my waist.

It was surreal, and all the while I was wondering what the fuck I was doing there.. The first room was like a large living room with a pole for the girls to dance around and a bar to build up courage at (quite why I needed courage was beyond me, as everyone there was up for one thing). Further inside, there was a pool, and a jacquzi, a room with a gigantic bed, dungeons, massage rooms, and upstairs plenty of bedrooms.

The place was busy, and I decided to go and chat to this gorgeous brunette wearing nothing but a thong and thigh high white stilletto boots on.

We chatted like you would meeting somebody down the street, and I soon totally forgot I was wearing just a towel.. not knowing the protocol, I asked her if she wanted to have "some fun" to which she said only if my husband can be in the room at the same time! (woah there I thought.. I know some people like that sort of stuff but I like women only, and don't want the 'surprise' of someones cock anywhere near me when I'm mid flow !)

I said how I felt.. and she assured me he just liked to watch... hmmmmm... ok ! (I got chatting to him, which felt bizarre, very nice bloke..it seemed odd that in a few moments I would be fucking his wife!).

So we headed upstairs, and as promised, the husband made his way to the corner as his wife and I got down to business on the bed.
Now as easy as this sounds..if you are not used to other people, it takes a hell of alot of concentration, so I positioned myself so he was out of my line of vision..

Yes I can do this ! I thought to myself, as she moaned in appreciation, legs spread wide, my cock sliding in and out of her hot, wet pussy.

I had just started getting a rythm going, when all of a sudden, the whole swinging community descended upon us to 'watch', old people, young people, good looking, fucking ugly.. the room was packed. My bare arse cheeks shining for all to see.. I was mortified. (remember I'm not used to this!) I looked to my right, and there were a couple of dirty old men, cocks in hand, wanking off.

Cue instant droopage.

It was the worst experience of my life.

After making my excuses and leaving the room, I spoke to the woman and asked her how she managed to cope? I told her I could just about manage her husband being in the room.. but 40 or 50 people, hmmmm thats a little too much of a baptism of fire for me!

She took me by the hand and we went downstairs where she pole danced for me.. all the while, I was feeling like I wasn't up to the job.. I wasn't a man for not being able to perform.

After about 20 minutes of self loathing..she gave me a look saying she wanted to try again, but this time we would find a more private room.

So, off we went, I was determined..my mind kept saying "COME ON !!! YOU CAN DO IT", I wasn't going to fail this time!

They found a room, and again the husband sat in the corner..(all the rooms have no locks on) A chair was put in front of the door to block it.. This time I was ready! She got on all fours, and I gave it to her hard from behind...

I was just getting ingo a rythm.. when the door was flung open, and there, filling the doorway, was the biggest black man I have ever seen in my life! OH FUCK ! I'M GONNA GET RAPED.

Walking in behind him was a gorgeous petite blonde.. (Now I really wasn't prepared for what happened next!) The man sat down, and the blonde stripped and she proceeded to 69 the woman that I was fucking doggy style ! Fucking awesome..I could feel her tongue as I slid in and out of the brunettes wet hole like a man possessed !

It wasn't long before we all came..Finally! withdrawing, I pulled the condom off and shooting, all up her back..

It had gone from one of the worst experiences to one of the best experiences of my life, all in the space of a few hours.

It was the early hours of the morning and I decided to call it a day, and the woman followed me into the changing rooms, and we kissed again before she said "I just wanted to do that in case I never see you again".

She was right..I haven't been back.
(TheRiddler Hmmmmm... I concur., Mon 14 Jul 2008, 17:13, 1 reply)

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