0 comments/ 132995 views/ 6 favorites Swing Club Virgins By: fantasyfulfiller I stepped out of the shower into the steamy bathroom. I slowly caressed my body with a towel and wiped away the glistening beads of water. I wrapped my hair in the towel and used the end to wipe the fog from the mirror. I stared at my reflection and wondered how I came to be the person that I am planning on becoming tonight. Just a few short weeks ago, my husband and I started to live out some of our bedroom fantasies. We had enjoyed a healthy, active, and not so boring sex life, but always kept it to the two of us and the privacy of our own home. Well, we mostly kept it private. Now we had branched out a bit. We enjoyed going to strip clubs together and shared a few private lap dances. That led to meeting people on swinger sites and inviting them to our home. I admit, we mostly invited single men to join us. I loved being involved in the swinging lifestyle, but felt no attraction to other women so I was pretty nervous about taking the plunge. I also wasn't so sure about seeing my husband deriving such pleasure from another woman. All I knew was that involving another woman in any way would drive him wild with ecstasy and I needed to give him that experience. We had talked about going to swing clubs, but I wasn't sure I would feel comfortable. I liked the privacy of our home. I eventually felt I could enjoy it, but told him I could never got to an on premise club. So now I am looking at myself in the mirror and thinking that in about an hour I will be walking through the door of an on premise club and looking for me and my husband to have sex with a woman. Holy crap! Would I be able to do this? I took out a black, see through baby doll top. It hugged my breasts just at the top of the nipples and flared out loosely from underneath my breasts. I pulled up a matching black g-string and a very short, very tight black skirt. I finished the look with black, spiked high heels. Did my hair and makeup just a bit more wild than usual and once again stepped back to look in the mirror. I liked what I saw, but is that what people wear to the clubs? Am I going to feel comfortable? Can I get through this night? Will I actually enjoy the night? I go downstairs and see my husband who is all ready to go. He looks gorgeous and so sexy I almost want him to change so he would not be so appealing to others. But I kept my nerves to myself and headed out to the car. The drive there seemed interminable. So many times I wanted to tell him to turn around. Or maybe suggest we just go out for dinner and have a romantic night to ourselves. But then, where the hell could I go dressed like this other than a swing club? We approach the club and he slows down to look for a parking space. I'm a jumble of nerves. I know my husband would not be mad if we did not participate in anything, but I wanted to give this night to him. I was going in and I was going to enjoy every minute of it! At least that's what I kept saying over and over again in my head. We enter the club and my head is down. I can't seem to make eye contact with anyone. My husband pays the admission and we head in. "Wow! This place is really nice," I say to him. It was early yet so the club was not that crowded. I found that to be helpful. I started to relax a bit. I held his hand and tightly grasped his arm. We walked further into the club and I took it all in. The tables, chairs, couches, so many tvs with movies playing…. Ooh and over there… it's a pole on the dance floor. "That looks fun," I say as I point out the pole to my husband. He smiled at me and we walked on. We headed to the bar and got ourselves some non-alcoholic drinks. "Uh-oh," I think "this won't help get me relaxed!" But to my left, my husband is already engaged in conversations with two couples. I have no idea what they are talking about because I am focused on the women. "So, he wants to fuck her! Ok, ok. Get past the jealousy. He's just talking and he's here with you to do this together. Deal with it or leave now," I think to myself. So I turn my attention to the male counterparts. "Ugh! No way are you sleeping with those women cause nothing can get me with those men," I think. Time to stop thinking and join in. I tap my husband on the shoulder and suggest we move on. He smiles and takes my hand. We head over to a couch and sit down by ourselves. "How are you doing," he asks "holding up ok?" "I'm fine, how are you doing?" I respond. "I'm doing just great" he says and he leans over to kiss me. It is such a loving and passionate kiss that all the nervousness leaves my body and I'm ready to enjoy this amazing man that I am here with. His lips are so soft against mine, but he presses them firmly against mine and allows his tongue to enter my mouth. My tongue reaches out to meet his and every so often I lick his lips. His hand is on my thigh and it travels up to cup a breast. I feel a moan start and I move my hand from his thigh to his cock. He is rock hard and I moan out loud as I feel the throbbing. I can't help myself and my fingers wrap around his shaft as best as I can through his pants. I move his hand to my other breast. His lips leave mine and travel down my neck and make their way to my unoccupied breast. He uses his tongue to pull my shirt enough so that my nipple pops out. He takes it into his mouth and I feel like I am floating to heaven. " I can't believe how much I am enjoying you! I thought I would be too nervous here" I say. "What's to be nervous about? It's just you and me enjoying each other" he replied. I smiled and went back to kissing every body part I could reach. We fondled and groped some more. I felt the moisture between my legs and couldn't wait to feel him inside me. But we came for more than this. I suggested we get up and walk around and see who else has come to the club. We are glued to one another as we walk and look. I keep touching his ass and his cock and he keeps squeezing my breasts. I say, "I'm sorry honey. I really want to hook up with another couple, but I just don't see anyone that I think I can handle, much less really enjoy." "That's ok," he says "I'm just enjoying being here with you. We can just be alone tonight." We find another couch and I lean back into the corner and pull him on top of me. I start kissing him passionately and running my hands along his body. We keep this up for a few moments when we stop to see what the movement around us is. There are now a few couples on the couches near us. I think, "Ok, I can actually sit here and have sex with my husband in front of these people. And… I think I'm going to love it!" I'm just about to dive back into him when I notice another couple off by the bar. She is very tall with huge tits. I know my husband would love them. And her husband was cute. They seemed to be having a lot of fun. "I could do her," I say to my husband. He looks over to see who I am talking about. I can tell he is getting quite excited at the idea. "I agree," he says " they look nice." Before we can untangle ourselves from each other, the couple makes their way over and sits on the couch next to us. We start chatting and we all seem to be having a good time. I think it's actually going to happen, but then he gets up and leaves. She stays with us a few minutes longer and then she leaves. "Oh well. I guess they weren't interested" my husband says. We go back to kissing and soon feel the couch move as someone sits down. They are back. We talk some more. She decided she is going to give her husband a lap dance. She straddles his lap and then announces, "I'm getting naked!" Off came her dress and back came my nerves. "Is it ok if I ask her for a lap dance?" my husband whispers to me. At this moment I can't even speak. I just nod my head. I see my husband lean over and say something to her, but I can't make out what he said. Doesn't matter. She stands up and brings her naked body over to my husband and straddles him. I sit there dumbly just dealing with the jealousy that welled up inside me. I look over at her husband and he says, "Can I get one of those?" Once again, I find I can't answer so I nod my head, walk over and straddle him. Immediately I feel my husband take my hand and give it a squeeze. Ok. That makes it better. I start to loosen up and move around a bit. I grind my pussy down onto the unfamiliar cock and feel it harden beneath me. I lean over and kiss his neck, his ears and finally his lips. I pull my head up and run my hands over his chest, feeling his erect nipples under my fingers. I glance out of the corner or my eye and see that she has been working my husband out of his clothes. His hard cock is out and in her mouth and she is working his shirt off of him. I figure I should follow the lead so I take out my guys cock and place it in my mouth. I begin to enjoy sucking as much as I normally do, only occasionally being aware of the other people surrounding us. I open my mouth wide and take his shaft in as far as it will go. I let my tongue roam and lick. I cup his balls in my hand as I lick and bring my tongue down to taste them as well. I pull my head up, take my breasts out of my shirt and squeeze his cock between them. I stroke him there and take the head into my mouth with each thrust. I'm aware that there is major action going on between my husband and her. I look over and catch his eye. I see love for me and some more of the jealousy leaves. I keep the cock pressed between my tits and lean over to kiss her. She has a large mouth and oh my god such a huge tongue. I know this must be pushing my husband right towards the edge so I make sure it is a good kiss for him to watch. I pull away from her mouth, take a detour to suck and lick a breast and then head back to let my mouth work some more on the cock. It is at this point that I notice she is handing a condom to my husband. I tell myself not to freak out and I get a condom for my guy. He puts in on and I straddle him. This part I'm quite ok with. He feels fantastic inside me and I'm excited by the fact that my husband and I are out doing this together in public. We change positions. I am on my back, skirt pulled up, g-string pulled to the side, legs all the way up in the air, with a cock thrusting in and out of me. He is thrusting, rubbing my clit, licking my legs. I am reaching for his balls and meeting his every thrust. I look over and see my husband licking her pussy and hear her having an orgasm. I realize I have started to moan loudly and I cum with his cocking deep inside me. He keeps thrusting until he climaxes. I sit up and see she is now sucking my husband. I lean over and lick his nipples and move down so that I can join her at his cock. We both lick, suck, stroke. I make sure he sees our tongues meet. Then I pull her up with me and we bring our mouths to my husbands so we can all share a kiss. I know he must be drooling over her tits so I tell him that I want to see him fuck her tits. He moans and I guide her to his cock. He thrusts between her massive tits and I take his head into my mouth. I lick her nipple and suck a bit. I take his cock again. Now her husband is hard again and suddenly there is another cock by our mouths. My husband keeps his cock between her tits, but she and I keep licking and sucking both cocks. I lean over and whisper in my husbands ear that I want to see him cum all over her and I want to lick up every last drop. He instantly starts to spurt. I lean right down and start lapping it up. I lick his shaft clean then use my tongue to clean her off. Her husband has been stroking himself while watching me and as soon as she is clean he leans over and shoots his cum all over her tits. I lean back down and clean her up again. I sit up and straighten my clothing. My husband is stark naked and slowly starts dressing. I look around and feel amazed at what I have just done in this crowded club. I look at all of the couples right there next to us. Most were just hanging out and not involved in anything yet. I start to feel a little uncomfortable in front of them so I run off to the bathroom. She walks in and right away we're chatting like old girlfriends. I can't believe I'm able to talk so nicely to the woman I just watched my husband fuck, but I find I really like her and I had such a good time that I wasn't jealous in the least. In fact, I hear myself inviting them over and telling her that I need more time for me to enjoy her. I head back out to my husband. We kiss the other couple goodbye and we go to our car. He opens the door for me. As I get in I say, " I hope you don't mind, but I invited them to join us at our house next week. I liked the way her tits felt in my mouth and I'm really anxious to get a taste of her pussy. You don't mind, do you?" He just closed my door, ran around the car, and jumped in. He kissed me hard and long and raced us home. In no time at all we were making love talking about what was to come next week. Swing Club Virgins My wife and I have been married 14 years and into swinging for about 10 of them. We haven't done a ton, but the times we've had were a blast. The first "swing" thing we ever did was go to a swing club back in '99. My wife and I had dressed up and gone out for a nice dinner after work on a Friday. We had been living in the Phoenix area for about a year and had heard of and seen some ads for the swing clubs in the area, but had never been. We had discussed experimenting some, what she might like, what I might like, etc. but it hadn't gone any further. After dinner we had grabbed one of the weekly area papers that list the weekend activities like concerts and such to check out movie times. While flipping through the paper my wife saw an ad for one of the clubs and said, "Hey, want to go check it out?" I looked at her and said "You really want to?" "Yeah," she said "I do. Let's check it out." I was all for it, so we headed out. After a brief diversion while trying to find it, (men and directions and all) we pulled up to Discretions, a private social club for adults only, according to the sign. One of the things my wife is turned on by was the thought of watching other people have sex. She has a voyeuristic side to her and I think she had this "Roman orgy" kind of scene in her head, so she was a little disappointed when it looked like a warehouse from the outside. I told her it was probably a nicer inside. Well, not exactly. The lounge looked kind of like an average bar, if it was in someone's garage. The hot tub area was a little scary. A nice lady met us at the door and took our $30 cover and told us the rules about 'no means no" and photography. There were maybe about 3 couples in the lounge and 2 in the hot tub, just hanging out. One naked guy was just walking around talking to everyone. On the back wall of the lounge was a small stage with stripper poles and mirrors. To the left end of the stage was a door leading to a hallway. At the opening of the hallway was a staircase to the right, and the hall went down and split in both directions. We walked up the stairs, and it was pretty much "strokers row". A porn was playing on a big screen and two or three single guys were either naked or had their pants down and were jacking off. We went back downstairs and headed down the hall, and to the left was a big room with a picture window so you could look in from the hall. There was a big bed, two or three couches and a couple ottomans, but no one inside. To the right was a series of rooms, some had doors, some had doors with about a 2 foot window in them, some with just a peephole, some had no door at all. They looked clean, with beds,towels and condoms available. We went out to the lounge, got a Coke from the bar (No alcohol allowed) and sat at a table. My wife looked heartbroken. She wanted plush decadence and writhing bodies. It looked more like a frat house. I said we should hang out for awhile, we didn't plan it out or anything and it was still pretty early, like 9 PM or something. If it did not start to liven up in a bit, we'd leave and be $30 poorer for the lesson. She said OK, and we started to watch the few other patrons and try to guess what they did for a living. There was a TV above the bar, this one wasn't showing porn but ESPN, and they seemed more into watching it then "swinging". It was starting to look like we might go home very disappointed when more people started to show up. Over about a half an hour the place really filled up and got going. We were about to go talk to a couple that had taken up residence at a table near us and we had watched while the woman had gotten off while being fingered by her man. It was very subtle at first, and then we realized his hand was up her dress and he was working her over. She had a hold of the table after a couple minutes and was throwing her head back in pleasure. It was crazy hot and just what we needed to see to convince us we hadn't made a mistake. We had just worked up the courage to go talk to them when we noticed a rush to the back of the room. My frame of reference being the average bar, my first thought was a fight. Margie (my wife) and I went to see what was going on and found a nice crowd gathered around the bed in the room on the left in the hall. An older gentleman, probably 70 or so, was sitting on the edge of the bed near the head and a hot trophy of a wife was laying nude and spread eagle across it, holding his hand. He looked like a college professor type and she looked like a porn star, about half his age with frizzy strawberry blond hair, not a tan line to be seen and long legs and high heels. We walked around into the room and found some space in the corner. I put my back to wall and Margie stood in front of me, and she pushed her ass into my crotch and gave it a little wiggle. She looked back at me with a wicked grin and I knew she was excited to see what was going to happen. 3 guys came walking in, all of them nude (one kept his socks on. I think it's impossible to look cool or sexy completely naked except for socks if you're a guy. Just my opinion). The man on the bed asked if they had decided who would be first and the winner of the draw (Sock guy) stepped up to the edge of the bed. He looked really fucking nervous. I really don't think he expected to have such a crowd. There had to be 20 to 25 people crammed in the room or pressing the noses to the window. The gal on the bed said "Come on baby, don't be nervous." as she spread her legs and started rubbing her pussy. This definitely helped Sock Guy, as he started to get hard and put his focus on her. He moved up towards the head of the bed, and the older man asked what he was doing. Sock Guy said he thought she'd suck him to get him hard, and the older guy said no, no oral, only vaginal sex. The Sock Guy looked disappointed and was starting to feel the pressure again. One of his team members stepped up and said he was ready if Sock Guy needed a minute. Sure enough he was ready, as he had a "High Noon" hard on ready to go. Sock Guy stepped back and contestant #2 climbed on the bed and got into position to go to work. The older guy tossed him a condom and he rolled it on. The wife on the bed started talking like a porn script and High Noon was digging it. They were in a missionary position, with High Noon up in a push up position driving it home. I had my arms around Bonnie's shoulders and she pulled my hands down to her breasts and pushed her ass harder into my crotch. Margie is dirty blond, about 5"8", and the celebrity her body most reminds me of is Anna Nicole Smith back before the reality show days. Nice curvy hips, round ass with a capital "ow', 38 D's, just a real nice package. Not a small girl, but sexy as hell. She has never worn dresses or skirts very often, but she had a knee length skirt on this night, and a nice silky blouse. When she put my hands on her tits, I noticed she had unbuttoned the top 3 or 4 buttons on her blouse. I love looking at her cleavage and started peering down over her shoulder more than watching the action in front of us. She kept pushing that ass against me and I was hard as a rock. I thought back to the couple in the lounge and moved one of my hands down to Margie's hip. Her skirt had a zipper on the side, and I started to unzip it. She kind of gasped and asked what I was doing. I said relax, I'm not taking it off, just getting better access. I zipped it down just far enough that I could slip my hand inside and across her hip to her crotch. She fidgeted and her skirt started to slip off, so I grabbed the other side and kept it up to waist level while I slipped a finger in her panties and worked it down to her lips. She was good and slick and feeling her so excited made me feel like my dick was ready to spring through my pants. Margie said "Hold on." so I pulled my hand out, she zipped back up and I thought "What the fuck?" Then she hiked up her skirt and just stripped her panties off slick as hell, put them in my pocket and pulled her skirt back down. I just smiled and said "I love you." She kissed me hard and turned back around. High Noon was coming as the wife held the professors hand, and despite a pretty good showing by High Noon and plenty of dirty talk by the wife, neither of the other guys looked ready to perform. Margie grabbed my hand and took off out of the room. She led me down the other wing of the hall to one of the rooms with no door and pulled me in. She started kissing me hard again grabbing at my belt. I asked "You want to go right here?" "We can give a better show than that!" she said. I didn't say another word. Normally I'm a jeans kind of guy, but since we were going out somewhere nice, I had on slacks. Margie opened my belt and pants and gave my dick a good squeeze with a hot little smile on her face. I spun her around and grabbed her by the hips and bent her over. We were standing up next to the bed facing the door and Margie steadied herself with her right hand on a side table that the towels and condoms were on. I pulled her skirt up over her ass and the sight of her bare ass made my dick ache I wanted to be inside her so bad. I pulled my boxers down so they were right under my balls and grabbed Margie's ass as I slid in her pussy. Her head dropped down and she let out a nice low groan. I don't know if I've felt a hotter pussy in my life. I was way into the moment, so I'm not sure if the guy I noticed watching us in the door way as there the whole time or when he showed up, but I know I didn't care. I noticed him in the door and a mirror right next to the door inside the room. I could see Margie's face in the mirror, eyes closed and mouth slightly open and lips pursed. Her shirt was still partially open and I could see her cleavage as her tits swayed in our rhythm. A couple more people started filling up the doorway and seeing Bonnie in the mirror while these strangers got a show was fucking hot! Margie opened her eyes and saw we were being watched and ground her ass back against me even harder. The sound of the music (even if it was bad electronica) and my hips slapping against Margie's ass and the few comment s I could make out from the crowd (I heard one woman tell her man she wished she "could suck on those tits") made the whole thing even better. It wasn't much longer and I was shooting my load in my wife as about 8 or 9 people watched. It took us a minute to get ourselves together. A couple people clapped, and I heard a "Nice show!" Margie straightened up, pulled her skirt down and told what was left of the crowd as she walked out "Now that's the way to start a weekend." I laughed as I wiped off with a towel and threw it in the hamper in the far corner. I buckled up and walked out and one guy put a hand up for a high five. I gave him one and walked out to the lounge. As I walked by the window room, I saw that Sock Guy had overcome his performance anxiety and was on top of the wife as the Professor held her hand and stroked her hair. They still had a crowd, but about half as much as before. The lounge was way more crowded and there were some amateur strippers working the poles. I figured Margie had gone to the restroom to clean up so I wouldn't be running down her legs the rest of the evening and she came out of the ladies room shortly thereafter. She came out and I gave her a long kiss. She started laughing and saying "I can't believe we did that!" I asked if she had a good time and she gave me a sideways look and said "What do you think?" I laughed and asked her if I could get her another Coke. She said she needed air and a harder drink than Coke, so we left and headed back out to the suburbs. We stopped at a bar about ½ a mile from our place and went in for a drink. As we sat there with our drinks, we kept looking at each other, and then at the other folks in the bar and we'd laugh. I reminded Margie that I had her panties in my pocket and we went home and had another round of hot sex just thinking about the night we'd just had. That broke the ice for us, and over the next decade we fulfilled quite a few of our fantasies. But those stories will come later. Tune in later, same naughty channel.