0 comments/ 67403 views/ 2 favorites Grand Opening By: greatcameo My husband and I have wanted to open our own club for several years. I have the business sense and he has the people skills. About a year ago we lived out another fantasy, that of having another couple join us in the bedroom. Now we are both full fledged swingers. So it's no surprise that our "club" idea quickly took another direction. We eventually saved the money we needed for the start up, and picked a place way out in the middle of nowhere. The inside was a little gaudy in the daylight hours, but at night when it was dimly lit, it was sensual and erotic feeling. There were tables scattered around a dance floor, but most of the room was taken up with couches with thick cushions. We stocked the best drinks and hired the best DJ we could find. Now all we needed was a gimmick. We needed something that would fill the place up on opening night. Sam and I talked about it at length and decided that something from our own private lives could do the trick. You see, we both love being blind folded during sex. There is something extremely exciting about not knowing where you are going to be touched next, and never knowing what you are being touched with! We took this idea and expounded on it. We advertised on local radio stations and with flyers that our opening night would conclude with an adult surprise for all of those couples that were curious enough to stick around until closing time. Then we set about making preparations. At six o'clock on opening night, I was a nervous wreck. We had only had three couples call ahead for directions. No one had walked through the door. Sam may have been nervous too, but he never shows it. He looked relaxed and confident. I would have to say that is one of the things that makes him so sexy. Finally at a little before eight, people started coming in. Then it seemed like there was no end to the line. At about ten, the line at the door thinned down and they only trickled in and out afterwards. I looked around and saw everyone seeming to enjoy themselves. There were drinks galore, dancing, flirting, and an intensity in the air. Sam and I mingled and left the real work to the beautiful girls and boys we had hired more for their appearance than their aptitude. Everywhere we went people wanted to know about the after hours surprise. We didn't let a thing slip. We only told them that they would have to keep a very open mind to enjoy it. There were a few giggles and a lot of bravado about being able to take anything. I don't remember any of the names, but several of the bodies have stayed fresh in my mind. A few couples were younger than us, but most were our age or older. It seemed that all of them were attractive in their own ways, but even stranger was the fact that the few couples that were not so "choice" all seemed to leave early. As two o'clock approached I took a head count of twenty two people or eleven couples left. All of them had a lustful gleam in their eye and seem to be watching every move Sam and I made. It was hard to tell who had come with whom. Everyone melded together until there were no couples left, only a mass group. I watched as they grew more and more frenzied. Several of the women had removed their shirts and were dancing nude from the waist up. It aroused Sam and I both to watch their lithe bodies move to the rhythms. Finally it was time to lock the doors. I had the DJ turn the music off and stood in the center of the room to make my little speech. I again thanked everyone for making our debut so successful, and then asked them if any of them wanted to leave before the evening finale. No one moved. They seem to hang on every word I was saying. I invited them all to sit and have a drink on the house while Sam and I got everything prepared. We had some of the boys working for us move all of the tables, chairs and couches to the dance floor area. Then we took all of the cushions and several more from storage and threw them around the plush carpeting that was now empty. I asked our guests to all take off their clothes. Some were not concerned a bit by this and stripped immediately. Some of the others though looked as if I were joking. As the leaders in this little game, Sam and I had to be an example. He took my clothes off of me lovingly and then I did the same for him. Now we both stood naked and watched as the rest followed suit. There was some idle fondling, but for the most part everyone only waited. I asked them all to sit closely together on the cushions and then instructed the DJ to turn the music back on softly. When everyone was seated, I kissed Sam and walked away. There was a single candle and a lighter behind the bar. I picked them both up and lit the candle. Then I walked to the main light switch and flipped it off. Now the only light was from my flickering candle. All of the doors were shut and locked. The hired help had all left and of course there were no windows that weren't painted black. "After I blow this candle out, it will be completely black in here. There will be no way to see who you are touching, and no way to see who is touching you. It will be like we are all blindfolded. There will be no lights turned back on until it is agreed on by everyone here. If you want to leave you should do it now, because I know I won't be getting up to unlock the door." Everyone laughed. The DJ put on a continuous play and stripped along with everyone else. There seem to be no questions but I waited a moment longer anyway.. "Blow the damn thing out and get your pretty little ass over here!" I didn't see who said it but everyone laughed and cheered the idea. I found my cushion by Sam and blew the candle out. I felt the hot wax hit my hand as I laid it behind me. It took no time at all to find Sam's body. It was firm and hot under my hand. I heard moans of released tension all around. I could smell the excitement radiating off of all of the bodies. I felt long soft hair brush over my arm and heard Sam gasp. At the same time I felt a hand stroke my thigh. The hand was followed by a mouth. Both were strong and hard. I tried to reach out and feel the head that was now between my legs. Instead I felt another breast. It was small but perfectly round and soft. The nipple was stiff under my fingers. I gave it a gentle pinch and heard the woman attached to it groan in the back of her throat. It was enough noise for me to find her and pull her to me. We kissed like two teenagers. It was fast and furious, with our tongues wrestling with each other for space. She tasted like the sweet drinks she had been drinking and I loved it. I felt fingers run through my hair and assumed they belonged to her. Instead I felt my head abruptly pulled away from her and felt what could only be a hard dick press against my cheek. I turned to guide him into my mouth and was shocked at the size of it. I did my best to get him all the way in my mouth, but he started pounding away at my face before I could go all the way down on him. I heard the sounds of skin slapping skin next to my face. I heard Sam's voice mingled with others. All of them were saying the same things over and over. "Oh God, yes. Just like that. Suck it. Fuck me. Harder. Faster." I heard orgasms exploding everywhere around me. It seemed to be more females than males. Good. The guys were restraining themselves so it would last longer. This kissing on my thighs had softened and at first I thought he had just changed styles on me. Then I felt the long soft hair again. This time barely grazing over my bare pussy lips. I shivered. This was one of my favorite feelings in the whole world and I would have enjoyed her doing it for hours. My legs were lifted slightly and spread apart before I felt her dive into me. Her lips were full and soft but her tongue was demanding. It explored all of the folds between my lips. It dug into my pulsing hole. Then it finally found my hard clit. She stayed there and sucked and licked me until I came all over her face. I gasped for breath around the huge cock in my mouth, then suddenly it was gone. I don't know where he went but now I was free to join in with all of the encouraging remarks. I reached out to my left and found a well muscled body. I slid my hand down and felt the firm ass of some young man. I pulled away from my lovely lady and planted a small wet kiss on the small of his back. First he arched his back, but I pushed on him until he bent over. I started gently exploring his ass with my mouth. He squirmed under me and pushed back to get more of my tongue in his asshole. I grabbed his hip to help pull him back on me with one hand and slid the other between his legs in hopes of jacking him off. There was a face there, with a mouth furiously working on his dick. I felt around the face and was fairly sure that the goatee and mustache was that of my husband's. Sam and I encourage each other's bisexuality and love to watch each other with the same sex. It disappointed me slightly to not be able to see him orally service this stud. Before the thought had left my mind I felt my pussy fill up with a hot dick. I gasped and Sam must have recognized my voice. His bobbing sped up and only then did I realize he was groaning. I stretched my arm as far as it would go, so that I could feel what was giving him pleasure. I felt a trim leg that led to a shapely hip and connected to a soaking wet pussy. There was nothing that turned me on more than seeing Sam fuck another woman, but this was close. I couldn't see it, but I could feel it. While at the same time getting a good slow stroking myself. My lover pulled out of me and was soon replaced by another slipping under me. I adjusted my body so I could ride this one. I sit down and immediately realized that this was the thickest dick I had ever had inside me. It took several attempts to get him inside me, no matter how wet I was. He was slow and gentle and let me take it at my own speed. As soon as I was comfortable on him, I gently began riding and went back to work on the tight little ass still in my face. Under me the man had picked up his own rhythm and I only sat above him. Then I felt a tongue on my ass. I wondered for a moment if the person behind me got the idea from watching me. That was ludicrous though, it was pitch black in here. Then a little too soon the tongue was replaced by fingers. They felt good rubbing against the dick already in my pussy. After no resistance at the fingers, the stranger positioned himself to push his dick into my ass. This was truly a night of fantasy. There is no better feeling than being fucked in both holes at once. I could feel the two heads when the passed each other inside of me. I felt the man below me reach around me and pull the one on top of me deeper, while he thrust up. I came again and with a scream this time. This only invited someone to know that my mouth was empty. I felt a larger but just as hard nipple pushed into my mouth. I sucked at it hungrily. She sat on my bottom man's face and rocked over his tongue. A pair of hands had come from behind her and was playing with her tits as I kissed them. Occasionally they slipped a finger down my throat and let me suck on it. I raised up and met her mouth with a wet kiss. Then she turned my face slightly and guided me to kiss the man behind her. Again it was the familiar facial hair of my husband. As I came again from the steady fucking in my pussy and ass he kissed me long and hard. Then he whispered in my ear. "I want to hear you make them come. Do it at the same time." How he knew that I had two men inside me I don't know. The girl between us heard the challenge and came from the excitement of it. I felt her roll away and bent down to lick off the sticky sweet juices she had left on my lover's face. As I raised back up preparing to do my best to fuck them both to a simultaneous orgasm, I felt Sam's dick enter my mouth. I would know it anywhere. It was of slightly above average length and width, but what made it remarkable was the ridge around the head. It was bigger than any I had ever seen. It made the head of his dick feel huge no matter where he stuck it. I gobbled him and went straight to the things I knew he loved the most. I pushed my tongue against the underside of his dick, flicking it up and down the vein that ran from top to bottom. I barely grazed him with my teeth. I put his whole length in my mouth and stuck out my tongue to lick his balls. I held him deep in my throat and used my muscles there like I was swallowing. Several times he had to pull away from me to keep from coming. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. "What's the matter? Don't you remember how to be a good little slut and get these boys off?" I took the hint and went to work on my guys. I know men love to hear women get vocal during sex. I might have shocked them with my dirty mouth and even dirtier thoughts. I think several of the couples around us slowed down to hear all the things I was saying to them. I flexed the muscles in my pussy and clenched my ass in rhythm with there fucking. I pushed back and down hard making sure they were both burying their dicks as far as they would go. I felt the tingling of an orgasm coming on again and I made sure they knew it. I begged them to fill me up with hot cum while I was cumming. I felt them both grow bigger inside of me and get harder. I could feel each one's cock throbbing against the other's with nothing but a thin piece of skin between my pussy and ass keeping them apart and I told them about it. Sam grabbed a handful of my hair and wrapped it around his hand. He pulled my head up and forced his dick in my mouth. He fucked my mouth fast and hard like the first one I had tonight. I felt him shoot down my throat and tried desperately to swallow it all. He was moving to fast and some dripped out. It must have dropped on my bottom man's face, because he knew what was going on. He lifted his head and started sucking on Sam's balls. We bumped faces, and shared Sam's come. Bottom man started moaning in the back of his throat and jerking around under me. I felt him let go hot and hard inside my pussy. This sent top man over the edge and soon all of the easy rhythm of before was lost in a tangle of moans and grunts of their mutual orgasms. Having my ass and pussy shot full of their cum got me going again and I wiggled enough between them to get off one more time. As we parted our bodies, there were still soft sounds of sex all around. Someone was kind enough to lick me clean all over. There were several soft kisses. Some were familiar and some were new. The rest of the night was slow and easy exploring of everything we could reach. We didn't all agree to turn on the lights until almost six a.m. Now Sam and I try to do something a little special every once in a while at the club. Many of the "surprises" have turned out rather good. But those would be other stories... Grand Opening The following is another true encounter from my past. It took place during the 1970's, and the names have been changed for the privacy of my friends. My sincere thanks to Susurrus for encouragement and help in editing this. __________ Chip and I had worked together for several years. He had a great smile and sharp wit and having been a surfer in his younger years, a really tight muscled body. He knew my sexual preferences, but he was what I would call an enlightened straight man. Little did I know how enlightened he was. Chip was an artist, specifically a set designer and painter, and he had worked for a small production company. I was a director and writer and he had designed sets for many of my shows. We shared a common interest in not only theatre but also art, and when the museum sent me an invitation to the gala opening of a new exhibit, I decided to invite him to go along. It was a pretty big event and we both rented tuxedos for the occasion. After work on Friday, I offered to pick the tuxes up and Chip suggested he meet at my apartment to change for the gala. That idea certainly appealed to me! Any chance to see a hot man undress would not be turned down, besides, Chip still lived with his parents in the suburbs and driving back and forth would waste a lot of time. I had just hung up the two bags containing the formalwear when his knock came at the front door. I welcomed him in and offered him the bathroom so he could shower before changing. Meanwhile, I mixed up a pitcher of dry Boodle's martinis; we were both partial to gin. When he emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, he gratefully took one of the drinks. We had about 45 minutes before the start of the event, so I told Chip to relax while I cleaned up and then I'd help him with his tux. After I emerged from a hot shower, my cock was already stirring at the thought of being nearly naked in the same room as Chip. I wrapped a big fluffy towel around myself, hoping to hide the growing bulge and walked into the living room. Chip was sipping his martini and smoking one of my cigars. "Hope you don't mind," he smiled, puffing on the cigar. "Not at all," I replied. "That's why I keep the humidor out. Once I get dressed I'm going to join you." This banter continued as we unpacked the tuxes. Chip dropped his towel and stepped into a pair of white briefs. I caught myself staring at his tight, muscled butt and then came to my senses. We were just friends and colleagues. I tried to keep my mind on that. We helped each other into our "monkey suits", I got another cigar from the humidor and we were off. Arriving at the museum, we were greeted by valets. They took my car and we headed inside to see the exhibit and rub elbows with the upper class crowd. The exhibition was wonderful, but the event itself was stuffy, and before long both of us had had our fill of vapid small talk and snobbery. Chip came up behind me and leaned over my shoulder. His hot breath in my ear gave me a shiver. "You about ready to blow this joint?" he whispered. I turned to face him, feeling uncomfortable at the closeness, yet very turned on by the intimacy. "I was afraid you/d never ask," I said. With that we turned in unison and headed out the door. Once in the car I looked at my watch. It was still very early. "Seems a waste to have rented these outfits and use them only once," I said. He smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Well, who would have imagined that party would be so dull?" It was then I remembered that a new bathhouse was having their grand opening that same night. It was a real long shot but I decided to run the idea by Chip and see his reaction. The worst he could say was "no". "I know this isn't really your thing, " I said as we drove out of the museum parking lot. "But there's a new club having a grand opening gala tonight if you'd like to go." He looked interested. "What kind of club?" I hesitated, but then just decided to blurt it out. "It's a men's bathhouse. They're having a big open house tonight and I got an invite a few weeks ago and forgot all about it." "Sounds interesting, I've never been to anything like that before." I was speechless. My hot hunk straight friend had just agreed to go with me to the opening of a new gay bathhouse! "Well, we can drop by and check it out," I stammered. "We don't have to stay, of course." I was trying to offer him a way out so he wouldn't feel pressured. "When you say men's bath, you mean gay, don't you?" he asked. As I nodded my head, I expected him to back out, but instead he leaned back in the seat and said, "That's what I figured... Sure, let's go for it." And with that we were off. Nearing the baths, I could see the searchlights tracing across the sky. When these guys did a grand opening, they did it very grandly. There were valets there and the place looked more like a Hollywood movie premier than a gay bath opening. There were photographers, a couple of reporters for the local gay newspapers, and as we walked in: lots of people, both men and women chatting, drinking and dancing. I even saw a city councilwoman from my neighborhood there. This was a big deal. There was no sex going on, since the doors were open and the crowd was very mixed. I was somewhat relieved, because I figured Chip really didn't know what went on in places like these. Surprisingly, we were not the only people dressed in formal wear. It was quite an odd scene. Men and women, dressed to the nines, touring a place that would soon be filled with horny men, cruising for sex. Both Chip and I were having a great time. The group here was anything but stuffy and the catered food was great. Around 10:00 PM the crowd started to thin out. An attendant came through and told us that the event was ending, but any men who wanted to stay could return to the lobby and reenter once the club opened again at 10:30, as guests of the house. I was feeling pretty gutsy, so I looked at Chip and popped the question. "So you want to stay and see what really goes on here?" He finished off the last of his drink and shrugged his shoulders. "Sure, sounds interesting." I almost fainted from lack of blood as it all rushed to my cock. This tight hunk had just agreed to join me at the baths. This was turning out to be a very interesting night. Once we had signed the releases that made us temporary members of the club and checked in at the front desk, we were handed towels and locker keys and were buzzed into the inner doors. We walked to the locker room and found a couple of lockers. I must have looked like an idiot as I just stood there and watched Chip as he undressed from his tux. As he hung his pants up in the locker, he glanced over his broad shoulders at me and chuckled. "You gonna go into the steam room wearing that?" I looked down at my tux and said something inane, then hurriedly began stripping. Now, I am no Adonis by any means, but when I had the courage to glance back at Chip, I swear I caught him checking me out. Of course, I was checking him out, too. Chip tugged his white briefs down over his hips and tossed them into the locker. He wrapped himself in the skimpy gym towel he had been given, and walked toward the locker door. "I'll meet you outside in the TV room." As the door swung closed, I realized I was standing there, buck-naked, just staring at the door. I wrapped my towel around my waist and headed toward the door. Outside there was a darkened corridor that led to the main part of the club. To the right was a large lounge with a big TV in the corner and a couple of big comfortable sofas. Chip was alone in the room, nestled into one of these, watching the screen when I came in. It wasn't until I sat down on the other sofa and looked at the screen that I realized what was playing. Splashed across the screen was a close-up of a large erect cock being energetically sucked by a handsome, moustached man. When I turned to Chip, he was watching, transfixed. "Well, I guess you no longer have any doubts about what kind of place this is," I said, trying to keep things light. Chip looked at me and smiled. "I never had any doubts about that. And don't worry, I'm not offended." I breathed a sigh of relief. "Besides," Chip added, "I'm always open to new experiences." I guess I sat there without moving for a few moments, and finally managed to form a word. "Cool." Chip made the next move. "So, let's not sit here watching porn, when we can explore this place." He stood and turned toward the hallway. I stood to follow and then realized I had a full-fledged boner tenting the front of my towel. As I was looking down trying to figure how to hide it, he spoke again. "Well... looks like you like it here." He smiled another of his charming smiles and somehow that put me at ease. I sheepishly grinned and followed him out into the dark corridor. We wandered the hallways of the club for a few minutes, finally heading into the "wet" area where the spa and steam room were. Chip suggested we sit in the steam for a while and I agreed. Maybe the heat would help my throbbing hard-on to subside. Entering the misty room, we found a spot on the tile-covered benches that lined the room. These were more like steps that climbed up three levels to accommodate a good number of men. For opening night it wasn't too busy. In fact, the only other person in the room was on the top tier in the corner. Through the steam I could barely make out his shape. He looked about average height and build, probably somewhere in his mid-twenties. Chip sat on the second tier, somewhere in the middle of the bench. I followed and sat nearby, but not too close. I settled back and looked over at Chip. He had pulled his towel open and was sitting there, leaning back with his eyes closed, glistening with a light sheen of sweat. As my eyes moved down his body, I was startled to see that between his legs, just peeking up over his thigh was a growing hard cock. My hard-on was never going down now. Just then the guy on the upper tier began to move. He wrapped himself in his towel and moved down to the bottom tier, directly beneath Chip. When he sat down and leaned back, his face was almost touching Chip's knee. While watching, my hand had gone subconsciously to my crotch, and I was stroking my swollen dick slowly under my towel. I froze when I saw Chip begin to move. I guess I was expecting him to move away from the visitor, but he did the exact opposite, he spread his legs slowly so that his knee was actually touching the guy's cheek. That was the signal he was waiting for, and in no time he had turned to face Chip's fully erect dick. His hungry tongue licked the length of it, lingering at the head, teasing and making it jump. Chip had leaned back with his eyes closed. He let out a slight moan as the anonymous man began to suck his cock in earnest. I slid a little closer, so I could get a better view through the steam. My hard cock leaked pre-cum as I continued stroking. The man sucking Chip's cock was pretty good looking. Blond and a bit sinewy, but still muscled enough. His blond head bobbed up and down on Chip's stiff cock like a piston. Chip was lost in the sensation, occasionally writhing or letting out soft moans. I was transfixed, watching the blond guy as he moved to his knees and held Chip's legs as he greedily sucked the sweaty cock. That's when I felt a touch on my arm. It was Chip, his hand stroking my arm. He pulled at me softly, then looked into my eyes. His trademark grin returned as he motioned with his head toward the upper tier. I took the message wordlessly and moved to the bench above him. As I sat down he leaned forward so I could sit directly behind him. Then he leaned his head back directly between my legs. The view was much better here. I was looking down Chip's wet, glistening body at the hot blond giving him the blowjob of his life. It couldn't get much better than this. At least, that's what I thought before Chip reached up and pulled my towel away, exposing my dripping hard cock. His hand then reached back and wrapped around my throbbing shaft. He pulled my cock, not trying to masturbate me but really pulling it forward. I finally got the message. He wanted it nearer his face. I stood, turning to face him and straddling him, careful not to disturb the blonde hunk sucking on his rod. My own cock now pointed directly at Chip's mouth and he wasted no time gobbling it down. His hot lips surrounded the swollen head, and his tongue began to swirl around the tip. My knees almost buckled as he sucked my cock deeper into his mouth. I put my hands on his head to steady myself and before I knew it was fucking his face full force. Suddenly I heard him moan on my dick and his body shuddered. I knew he was shooting his hot load down the blond guy's throat. I slowed my thrusting, giving him a chance to savor the orgasm. Chip didn't pause for long. Soon he was sucking away at my cock, bringing me past the point of no return. I knew I couldn't hold off for long, so I pulled out of his mouth. "Keep that up and you'll get a mouthful," I said in a hoarse whisper. "That is the idea, isn't it?" he said and then dove back onto my dick. At the same time the blond guy reached between my legs and began toying with my cum-swollen nuts. That did the trick! I bucked into Chip's mouth one last time and began to pump stream after stream of my hot sperm into his mouth. The feelings were overwhelming, and I don't remember how many times I shot, but Chip unsuccessfully tried to swallow it all. When I finally stopped shooting, I slid my slippery cock from his mouth. He looked up and smiled, a few drops of cum on his chin. I collapsed beside him on the wet tile bench and threw my arm around his shoulder. Leaning over I kissed him on his cum-soaked lips. We both looked up and found the blond guy standing before us, eagerly jerking his cock. Chip and I shared the duties this time, both of us licking and sucking his huge cock. We ended up with our lips meeting, wrapped around his shaft as he fucked between us. When he did reach his orgasm, Chip and I shared the reward, getting both our faces drenched in hot cum. The rest of the night was a blur. We stayed at the baths until early morning, and ended up having breakfast in our tuxedos at a local diner. Chip and I never had sex again after that night, and luckily it didn't change our relationship at work either. I still see him and his wife occasionally nowadays on a social level and I value their friendship. We never discussed that night at the baths afterward. I suppose it was just an experiment for Chip. I am just glad I was there to assist. The memory has given me many enjoyable nights since then, and I can never get into a tuxedo that I don't get a twinge of sexual energy from what was really a grand opening for us both.