0 comments/ 22221 views/ 11 favorites Barbara, Justin, A Club, A Swing By: RefinedBadBoy Dating can be a curious business for those over a certain age, that age being 50. After long term relationships are over, especially marriage, there is an urge to explore, to catch up on things missed, to indulge in things not available in the midst of an exclusive relationship. When Barbara separated from her husband of decades, she had opportunities. That meant allowing herself to discover some passions. While her work and living situations weren't the best, she found a much younger man attracted to her and she loved it. Off and on, for a year, Barbara enjoyed this man for help at her business and for help with her sex drive. But it was too complicated because her business partner, a borderline personality type woman, was too envious of Barbara and basically drove the young man away. Barbara had her own emotional issues, much of them tied to a time in her life when she was very overweight. During her marriage, she had decided to completely remake her body through diet, exercise, and the knife. It basically worked so that she emerged with a very feminine and alluring figure. It helped that she didn't have any children. It also helped that her business was thriving and she had time and money. Her husband had made a choice to chase other women. When they visited the upscale nudist resort of which they were long-time members, he embarrassingly and drunkenly chased women while Barbara was left alone to subtly oogle the younger men that she never thought would be attracted to her. While not many to gaze upon, there were enough muscle-bound fellows to which Barbara mercilessly fantasized about. The fantasies were lurid and fiercely sexual. She wanted to be taken, dominated, and left panting and spent. She particularly fantasized about young men with bulky and built up muscles. Muscle Boys, she called them. Through events related to the divorce process, Barbara found herself in south Florida living with her difficult business partner and her business partner's husband. The arrangement worked, after a fashion. As her business brought her around the country to various historical shows and festivals, she wasn't cooped up in the house. If Barbara wasn't traveling, she sent her business partner out to sell the merchandise. If all three were in the house, Barbara kept to herself in her own room so she responded to messages from her online dating profiles. Those messages were many. One of Barbara's photos featured her wearing a tight cat suit costume. She had scads of costumes and sundry accessories. She liked events where she could both sell her custom jewelry and show off her newish figure. The cat suit did just that. Virtually all of the men mentioned that one photo and ignored the rest. After a few months of that, Barbara felt it tiresome. As she was actively seeking a cub for her cougardom, she did respond to messages from young men. Yet the few dates she arranged with younger men were oddly unsatisfying. Sure, such young men were capable of enthusiastic sex and Barbara found it fun. But still... The other men she dated were definitely her age or above. She enjoyed their companionship but didn't like the fact that some were pushing 70 and had health issues. Such men made her feel too old and less vibrant sexually. Barbara was persistent. She did enjoy meeting new men. It was good for her feminine ego. It was also a chance for her to get out of the house and away from her business partner. With so many incoming messages commenting on her cat suit costume in her online dating profile, it was a message that mentioned another of her photos that got her attention. The man who sent it had a rather goofy photo of him wearing a metal colander his head. His message included a comment on her rather creative headdress in one of her profile photos. His online profile words were well written. He was basically bald, middle age, and clearly not fat. He listed 5'11" as his height but Barbara knew that most men added at least an inch to their actual height. Regardless, if he was over 5'8" - her own height - he might be interesting for a date. Like her, he didn't have any children. She responded to his message. His name was Justin and they were soon dating. It was a low velocity dating relationship. He worked a standard white collar, 9-to-5 job in Boca Raton and with Barbara's festival and show schedule, they didn't have much time together. Still, they saw each other when they could and soon established a comfortable and easy rapport after two or three months. They didn't live too far from each other when she was in town so dates and sleepovers were easy to arrange. If discretion is the better part of valor, Barbara and Justin were well beyond valor and into military secret levels of discretion. Neither asked too many questions about their respective pasts, sexual or otherwise. Only cautiously did they reveal small parts of themselves and their histories. Based on hints and statements, Barbara learned that Justin once went to the same upscale nudist resort in central Florida where she and her husband were once members. She didn't ask for more details and he only said that he went with his last ex-wife and another couple for a weekend. She did reveal that she enjoyed attending fetish events so she could show off her amazingly creative costumes but not necessarily indulge in any BDSM activities. Justin understood Barbara's need for attention and indulged her desire to attend those public fetish parties. She dressed in sexy and outrageous costumes and gave Justin some interesting outfits to wear. They attended one large fetish party that advertised itself as "extreme" where public displays of sexuality were allowed, unlike the other fetish parties they attended. To their mutual disappointment, there was little action to observe. When she told Justin of her disappointment, he thought that this was a way of indirectly telling him that she probably has some voyeuristic tendencies with hopes that he would have a plan. But she was indulging him more than her preferences. Justin did have a plan. He suggested going to an on-premise swingers club in Fort Lauderdale. It was a night when they were chatting online. When Barbara saw the text "we should go to a swingers club if we want to see more," she was not particularly surprised. Justin had described a previous job as the editor of an adult magazine and that involved doing research on adult activities in the city where he worked. He knew all about the fetish community, BDSM, and swinging. By this time, Barbara had moved an hour and a half north of Fort Lauderdale so they chatted online quite a bit along with the occasional phone call. The distance between was not a big issue because she frequently drove down to stay with Justin and deal with her business inventory still in storage close to his apartment. While online, Barbara found an appropriate cocktail dress to wear and also some crotchless pantyhose. Justin ordered them online for her. They made plans for a Saturday night a couple of weeks later when she wasn't working a fair. Like any couple in a dating situation, they communicated frequently and despite the distance, each felt a nice, secure warmth knowing they were together but not connected at the hip. On the scheduled Saturday, Barbara smiled when she knocked on the door. Justin's dog started barking loudly. "Rex, get away from the door," she heard Justin shout. He opened the door and she stepped into his apartment. They kissed, the small dog trying to jump on her. Barbara was well pleased to be there. She had brought lots of stuff including some home-made food. After getting sorted and then relaxing with some wine, Justin got the dress for her to try on. It was a bit of a gamble ordering such a dress online. Right in the living room - the blinds were closed - she stripped down to her thong and pulled the dress down. The back was too low for a bra and the front was loose so that her ample breasts were covered only with the black fabric. "We were lucky," she told Justin as she adjusted the front. "It's very short, I like that," he replied and then got behind her to put his arms around her. He kissed her neck and put his hands under the front of the dress to hold and lightly caress her breasts for a few moments. It was a tender, if brief, moment and Barbara enjoyed it. She wasn't the type to express her emotions nor was Justin. They showed it in their actions. Barbara took off the dress and changed into something comfortable while Justin hung the dress in his bedroom closet. After sipping some wine and eating some of Barbara's excellent food along with an hour or so of catching up, it was time to get ready for the evening. Barbara went to the bathroom to tend to her incredibly thick red hair. Justin took the dog outside for her evening emptying. When he returned, Barbara was ready to put on her dress and hose. Knowing the nature of pantyhose, Justin bought three pairs. Barbara was pleasantly surprised at his thoughtfulness. With the dress back on, she opened the cellophane containing the hose and then put them carefully. The open crotch framed her red thong that covered her shaved pubic area. With the dress on, Barbara looked at herself in the full length mirror. "If I bend over, I'll be flashing," she remarked lightly. She didn't really care if that happened, it was simply an observation. "I'll let you know if your dress rides up too much. But if you don't pull it down, I won't mind," he replied. Barbara smiled at him. As Justin changed into club clothes, Barbara tended to her makeup. As the fiercely red lipstick went on, she was pleased with herself. Being so comfortable with Justin, she wasn't nervous at all. She didn't tell him that many years ago she went to a swinger club in Pennsylvania with her ex-husband. She decided to tell that to Justin at another time but wouldn't include any details. She knew that Justin wouldn't pry for additional details when he found out. The whole evening can be described as "meh". There weren't enough people there and they saw little in the way of sexual action. There was bit of oral sex on a clothed guy on a corner sofa from a woman kneeling on the floor. There was a bit of flashing from the two or three women dancing. Barbara had made a fine cocktail mix - the club was BYOB - and they sipped their drinks while they watched. Barbara At some point most of the couples had migrated to the back bar which had adjoining rooms for sexual play. While Barbara and Justin stood at the bar to drink and make idle chit chat with a couple of the other club goers. But it was clear that they wouldn't be seeing anything. So, they mutually agreed to end the evening and head back to Justin's place. They were only mildly disappointed, overall. Barbara was pretty drunk at this point and she had the opportunity to have some eyes on her alluring look. She knew Justin enjoyed having her in his arms several times during the course of the evening. Once home they pretty much passed out in Justin's comfortable bed, both naked with legs touching. A week later when Barbara was home and chatting with Justin online, they discussed future plans based on Barbara's challenging travel schedule. There was a long weekend approaching and she was free. She wasn't surprised when he suggested visiting another swingers club in Fort Lauderdale. This time, they would be visiting the biggest and most popular club of that type in Broward County. She didn't ask him how he knew about it and he didn't volunteer any information about how he knew. What concerned her was the rule that street clothes were not allowed in the back rooms where all the sexual fun happens. That meant nudity or wearing only towels wrapped around the waist. Barbara still had some body image concerns and she was not happy that the parts of her not sculpted by exercise or surgery would be visible. Regardless, she agreed to go. When the weekend finally arrived, Barbara drove down to Fort Lauderdale that Saturday. It was going to be a busy weekend. Saturday was the swingers club and Sunday was another extreme fetish party. She had brought an elaborate costume for Sunday. Saturday was much easier because she would wear the same dress and hose she had worn previously at the other swingers club several weeks previously. They dressed quickly. Barbara went with a fancy thong that included a vertical line of faux-pearls which almost disappeared between her labia and mildly stimulated her clit. With the crotchless panty hose on, Justin was very appreciative of the look but with a caveat. "It's too bad that it was covered by the dress," he told her. In order to avoid driving under the influence, they took a cab. They arrived at around 10:30 in the evening, just before most of the other club patrons would arrive. As it was a Saturday, only couples were admitted. They filled out the membership and went inside. It was clear that Justin had been there before. Barbara silently wondered how many times because he knew so much about the place. They got their drinks (again, BYOB) and slowly walked about the front of the club, looking at couples dancing and socializing. Barbara was pleased that the front of the club was just like a regular night club with a sunken dance floor, two bars, and even a buffet with good food. She noted that there were no real outward indication that the establishment was an on-premise swingers club. Sure, some of the women dancing were wearing revealing clothes and dancing extremely suggestively but there was no obvious sexual play going on. As they walked around, Barbara made a point to take Justin's arm. She liked the feeling that she was with a man who made her comfortable and protected. She subtly checked out the men in the club. She noticed only one or two who could be considered muscle boys. The rest looked fairly good and there were a fair number of Latinos. She couldn't tell if Justin was checking out the women. She assumed he was and that didn't bother her at all. The pearls on her thong that were gently massaging a very sensitive spot was a constant yet subtle reminder of her sexuality. After at least an hour or so wandering, watching, drinking, and eating Barbara felt Justin gently steer her towards the locker room. He had gotten a locker for her purse and his keys when they first entered the club so it was a simple matter of getting the attendant to open their assigned locker. There were a number of people already getting undressed and sorted out before going to the back. Justin and Barbara took off their clothes and wrapped the large, white towels around their respective waists. There was neither awkwardness nor nervousness. Barbara had no problem with exposing herself naked above the waist but was thinking how a fetish-oriented outfit would make her feel more comfortable. They went through the large double doors and were immediately greeted with the sounds of a woman in the throes of orgasm. She was not immediately visible because she was on a platform abutting a wall behind a barely see-through drapery. It was obvious, however, given the shrieks and moans of the woman. Barbara and Justin found seats at the bar and the pretty, young bartender served them their drinks whose bottles had been retrieved from the front bar. Justin took Barbara around the bar to where couples and more were being sexual. They took in quite the sites and sounds of sex. Mostly, the orgiasts were coupled up with just a few threesomes and moresomes in sight. Barbara noted some closed doors and assumed those were the private rooms. Justin noted that her drink needed refilling and took care of it, leaving Barbara to find a seat and watch on her own. It was interesting to her but not really sexually exciting. When Justin found her, he gave her the drink and sat next to her. There was no one immediately around so they could talk a bit. "See anything good?" Justin asked after he sipped his drink. "I don't see a lot of actual swinging but just before you got here, a guy was leaning on the pillar and a woman walked up, got on her knees, and started sucking his cock. I don't think she knew him," Barbara told. "It's hard to say. Maybe she did, maybe she didn't," he replied. "It was certainly entertaining." Barbara didn't seem fazed at all. They looked around and realized they couldn't see anything. Barbara was somewhat disappointed that no muscle boys were to be found in view. She would have liked to have seen at least one. Justin stood up first and Barbara stood immediately after. "Let's take another walk. Here, take my arm." Barbara took his arm and he led them for a slow walk around the back room of the swinger club which actually took them behind the bar. All of the sofas and platform areas were occupied. There was every variety of sex to see and it was all up close and very personal. Barbara did see a couple of buff young men but they all were too busy fucking young women to notice Barbara giving them an appreciative eye. She did wink at a guy sitting back on his hands while a shapely brunette was stroking his very erect cock. The guy smiled invitingly back at Barbara. That was a good thing for her and it lifted her spirits even more. Walking slowly and seeing all the activity, the two lovers found themselves at another part of the back rooms where a type of sturdy swing was the primary feature. There were several naked people surrounding it with a woman in a type of suspended hammock like seat. Though Barbara and Justin couldn't quite see what was going on, a very vocal woman in the swing was clearly cumming. Barbara noted that Justin was almost blasé about the scene. She concluded that he had clearly seen it before. He steered her back towards the bar. They sat down on the last two available bar stools. "That swing thing was interesting," noted Barbara brightly after she got a drink. She was beginning to enjoy herself. Justin's comfortable presence and the smile from the muscle boy made things fun now. "I've actually never seen one like that before," Justin replied. "I'm only familiar with the type that is suspended from the ceiling." "Familiar with?" chided Barbara. They had an unspoken agreement where neither would ask each other too many questions about their respective sexual histories. Barbara suspected that Justin had many and varied sexual adventures but she didn't want to ask because he might then ask about her past. This time, her interest exceeded her restraint. Justin was prudent with his response. "I've seen them in catalogs." Barbara was disappointed in his response. They were at a swinger club surrounded by the sights and sounds of wild and hedonistic things sexual. Barbara was topless as the towel was only around her waist. She was hoping that the scene might inspire Justin to reveal more about his past. Justin simply reached over, parted Barbara's towel and laid his hand on her warm upper thigh. Justin and Barbara talked about a lot of things, mostly trivialities about work and people they knew. Justin also flirted a bit with the cute, young bartender who was wearing a tight-fitting corset that highlighted and covered her breasts. Barbara thought about her own corsets and her next outfit for when they returned to the club. The drinks were doing a fine job in relaxing them both. Justin continued to stroke her thigh. It was a gesture of comfort without expectation. They shared a mutually deep fondness for each other. It was a nice combination of feeling comfortable with the option of being sexual or not. They got their latest drinks and Justin took Barbara by the hand. "Let's go find a place to relax." She went along. Around the corner was one of the many over-sized sofas. It was empty. They sat down. Right in front was a platform where two couples were fucking, each in a doggie style position. Barbara only glanced occasionally at the guy's butts pushing into their respective sexual partners. Barbara, Justin, A Club, A Swing Justin and Barbara looked around the fairly large room they were in. All of the enormous sofas were occupied with one or two couples indulging in some type of fun. With her left arm, she reached around Justin's waist to draw him closer. She felt something odd at his back where the towel was tightly wrapped around. "What's that?" she asked, surprised. "Cock ring and lube, I thought we might want to fool around. I wanted to be ready." Barbara didn't know what to think. But since everyone around them was doing something sexual, she simply said "oh." With that, Justin undid his towel, reached behind himself and took out a stretchy gel-like cockring and a small bottle of lube. He took Barbara's left hand, held it palm up, and squirted some lube on it. He then quickly guided her hand to his cock so the lube ended up there and not on the towel. Barbara certainly didn't resist. She was feeling kind of boozy and warm and liked it when Justin was the first to become sexual. Of course, this was not at all private but it didn't bother her. It seemed rather appropriate that she was stroking his slippery cock while watching two couples fucking enthusiastically in front of them. It wasn't long before Justin's cock expanded more. He stopped Barbara's stroking and stretched the cock ring at the base of his growing erection. Once in place, he took Barbara's hand again to start stroking. The cock ring had the desire effect so that his hardness increased, much to Barbara's pleasure. She didn't say anything, she didn't have to. Her actions said it all and Justin knew that. At that point, a very naked youngish couple walked past, almost brushing both Justin and Barbara with their towels they each held on their arms. Without stopping her stroking, she looked up and saw that it was the muscular young man whom she had winked at earlier. He looked down and met her gaze. "Hi sexy," he said softly as they walked by. Justin looked up at the woman following the young man. She was short, shapely and with long dark hair. Her breasts were small. The woman looked down and saw Barbara's hand artfully stroking Justin's cock. She smiled and Justin smiled back, completely uncaring about what Barbara was doing to him. The couple passed by and Barbara looked almost hungrily at the young man's back and toned ass. Justin noted it but didn't say anything because he was so much enjoying what his lover was doing. When Barbara turned back, Justin took her hand away from his cock and guided her whole body down so that she was lying on her back. She looked at him with just a bit of surprise on her face. She also had a half smile. With a slow and graceful movement, Justin stood up and turned, his cock sticking out from the gap in his towel. He then positioned himself on top of Barbara, loosening her towel in the process so it could fall to her sides. Supporting himself with his arms, he used his knees to spread her legs. Not a word was spoken. Barbara knew what was going to happen and she looked up at Justin and coyly smiled. She thought something like this might happen and she was completely comfortable with it. Justin sensed her comfort, too. Barbara spread her legs wider as Justin used his right hand - still supporting himself with his left arm - to grasp his cock and steer it to the very special junction between her legs. With a shift and a push, his cock slipped smoothly into her. Barbara felt it and closed her eyes, her head resting on the sofa. She never had sex in public like this but her comfort and arousal were making it easy to have Justin's cock in her pussy. Justin was still over her on his arms. Barbara sensed that and smiled. She was enjoying feeling him inside her. It was intimate without being animalistic. He thrust slowly back and forth and Barbara kept her eyes closed, just enjoying the intensity and blocking out what was happening around them. That was made suddenly difficult when another couple sat down on the same sofa, just inches from Barbara's head. Yet the arrival of the couple did nothing to disturb either of them. Justin kept up a steady rhythm, pushing and pulling his cock in and out of her. She kept her eyes closed and a Mona Lisa smiled grew on her bright red lips. The whole experience was delightful for them both. Barbara arched her hips upward a bit so she could feel more penetrated. It worked and she let out a soft gasp and reached to grip Justin's ass with a hand on either of his butt cheeks. Justin stopped his thrusting to embed himself as deep as he could in her. Now Barbara gasped louder and her eyes snapped open. Her orgasm had caught her rather off guard. Maybe it was the general sexual atmosphere. Maybe it was having her head right next to another couple. Maybe it was simply the drinks. No matter, her orgasm was nicely powerful and having Justin's cock in her was a great sensation. She felt her own wetness and was glad for her healthy sexuality. As her throbbing muscles pleasantly faded, Justin looked down at her and whispered "my turn". With that, he pulled back and started pushing and pulling, somewhat faster now, his breathing increasing rapidly. Barbara looked into Justin's dark, brown eyes which he was obviously having a hard time keeping open given his rising passion. She caressed his ass as he thrust. She didn't pay much attention to the couple so close by. She did notice that those two had switched position and the woman now straddled her partner and they were kissing passionately and nakedly. "They're probably having sex," she thought to herself. Justin screwed his eyes shut and grunted loudly as he climaxed, the warm liquid from his balls jetting firmly into Barbara. She smiled broadly and grabbed onto his ass to pull him toward her as she felt his cock throb for several seconds. Each throb yielded a bit more fluid. Barbara wasn't really thinking, she was just feeling. The sounds of sex were all around them and they were still locked together as lovers. The couple next to them caught their attention. The tempo of the woman riding the man was increasing and this caused the sofa cushion to bounce slightly. This was Justin's queue to slowly withdraw from Barbara and for both of them to withdraw from the scene. As they both stood, Barbara realized again that sex was messy and Justin's fluid was leaking from her pussy. A quick look of embarrassment crossed her face but then she looked around the impressive naked orgy going on around her. With a quick motion, she took her towel, wiped her crotch and fastened it around her waist. Justin took her hand, his own towel tightly around his waist with the lube in his other hand. He deftly put the lube between the towel and his back. "We need some water," he stated simply as he took her back to the bar that was now filled with towel-wearing patrons. They found a place to stand and large cups of water were quickly served to them. They drank deeply, still holding hands, and then put the empty cups on the bar. "That was fun," said Barbara. "I surprised myself". "I figured you'd get into the spirit of things." "Maybe I'm just drunk," she laughed. "Nice try, I've seen you far drunker," Justin laughed back. "Here, give me your hand, I want to feel you stroke me." She did as requested and let him lead her hand to the gap in the towel where it was easy to reach in and hold his somewhat erect cock. She just held it for a moment while Justin turned and signaled for their regular drinks. They were served promptly. Barbara began stroking him slowly, feeling the cock ring still wrapped snuggly around the base of his shaft. As they were at the end of the bar, they had a certain degree of separation from the rest of the partying crowd in the back rooms. But still, there were plenty of people around. A middle-aged couple attempted to get to the bar and couldn't quite navigate around Barbara and Justin. "Sorry, we're just trying to get to the bar," said the man politely. They were both wrapped in the club's standard white towel. Hers was tied demurely around the top of her breasts. Justin and Barbara shifted over to give the other couple room but her hand never left his cock. The other couple nodded thanks and found room to order their drinks. When they received them, they turned to Barbara and Justin. "Thanks for letting us through, it's getting crowded in here," said the man. Justin raised his glass and Barbara followed along, still holding and stroking Justin's penis. "Yes," said Barbara, "it wasn't like this when we came in." "It really gets crowded around midnight," said the woman. "We couldn't find a place to get comfortable so we thought we should get some more drinks." Barbara didn't feel uncomfortable with her exposed breasts. After all, she thought, she was still calmly stroking Justin's exposed cock. The other couple didn't even seem to notice. There was a sudden and loud sound of a hand smack on bare flesh behind them. That sound was followed immediately by a woman's happy squeal. It come from the area of the club where the swing was located, Justin and Barbara looked over but the other couple ignored the sound. In fact, they both gave a sour look when they heard the noise. "Oh lordy, I hate when folks have fun like that," commented the woman. The man nodded his head in agreement. He took her hand. "C'mon sweetie, let's go to the other side so we don't have to see or hear that." The two then walked away with a brief nod to Justin and Barbara who was still stroking his cock. He smiled at her wryly. "You're not very inhibited even when you're talking to someone else." "There's no point being inhibited here" She had noticed a completely naked woman bent over a barstool, a man thrusting lazily into her from behind while he held an a drink and chatted with a guy standing next to him. "Good point. Here, let me return the favor." He let his free hand drop to the gap in Barbara's legs and soon found her wet cleft with his index finger. "Your clit is still swollen." "Your cock isn't," she said and pouted ever so slightly. "Give it time and stimulation. You know me." "Yes, I certainly do." Again there was the sound of a smack and a woman's squeal of delight. Barbara let go of Justin's cock so she could turn and see the source of the noise. He took his hand from her between her legs and stood up so he could see what was going on. The was something go on over at the swing. The center of attention was a naked woman who was bent over and holding on to one of the swing's stands with both hands. Behind her was a naked man with an arm drawn back, clearly about to smack the woman's ass. Justin recognized them as the young couple they had seen before. He knew it was now time to escalate things. Justin took Barbara's hand and took her off the bar stool and walked her towards the swing equipment. As they walked up, the sound of palm upon buttcheek made itself clear. There was a yelp of both pain and pleasure. Barbara squeezed Justin's hand. She also wanted to see what was going on and was pleased at what she saw. It wasn't the spanking that she liked, it was the fit youngish man delivering it. It was the same guy she had briefly connected with twice before that night. He was right in front of her and still completely naked. The spanking delivered, the young woman unbent her waist and turned to stand before the man. She reached down towards his waist. Barbara and Justin couldn't see where her hand went. Barbara had a hunch, however. The couple of in front of them then turned and her hunch proved true. The young woman's hand was gently holding the man's very erect cock. The actual swing was empty and the young couple wasn't paying any attention to Barbara and Justin as they watched. The man put his hands on the woman's shoulders and turned her around to face the swing. This meant she had to relinquish her grip. As she did so, the man noticed Barbara and Justin and another couple watching the scene go on. The man smiled broadly at Barbara. Her heart skipped a bit. "We like having an audience," he said to her and then glanced at Justin who quickly raised and lowered his eyebrows to acknowledge what he said. Barbara mentally nicknamed this buff fellow "Pecks" because of his impressively sculpted and hairless chest muscles. Pecks turned back to his shapely female companion who was now adjusting the straps of the swing. As Pecks was turning Barbara glanced down at his cock. It wasn't massive, but but still quite impressive. He wasn't quite at full mast and that kind of disappointed her. No matter, she felt a very sweet tingle between legs. With that feeling, she instinctively and comfortably took Justin's arm closely, her uncovered left breast up against it. Justin led Barbara a few steps over so they could both better see the scene. Two other couples had come over to watch, as well. One of the couples was the man and woman who had expressed their distaste for the spanking. Yet here they were to watch the sexuality unfolding as the young woman fitted herself into the straps and stirrups of the swing, her legs lewdly spread and her naked pussy clearly on display. Barbara now had a much better view of Pecks. She openly stared at his hardening cock. She so much wanted to reach out and stroke it. Instead, she reached down and parted Justin's towel so she could stroke his cock, instead. It was clear that he liked that. By now, Pecks had positioned himself between his girl's legs and made it clear to all the observers that he was going to skewer her. And so he did with a slow consistent push. The girl opened her mouth and sighed loudly in pleasure. Pecks then began thrusting deeply back and forth. As Pecks was thoroughly fucking his girl, Barbara was getting more and more aroused. It wasn't watching the sex right in front of her. It wasn't her stroking Justin's cock in such a public space. The source of her rising passion was her imagining that she was the one in the swing being fucked. She wanted that. For every thrust into girl on the swing, Barbara wanted it to be her. She wanted to be lewdly on display while receiving Peck's hardness deep into her. The girl in the swing was clearly having a great time. Her head was back, her mouth was open and she grunted each time Pecks' cock was deep inside her. Pecks worked her thighs and used the swing to its maximum advantage by pushing and pulling on his partner's legs. Barbara was completely awash in a profound horniness. She was grasping Justin firmly, feeling his familiar hardness but she wanted more and it was right in front of her. Justin whispered into Barbara's ear, "I think you want to switch places with her." He could easily sense what she was going through. Barbara didn't immediately respond. She was focused on the younger man thrusting deeply into the girl on the swing. That girl was clearly orgasming as revealed by her gasps and cries, "Ohhhhhh...yessss!" But Barbara was all eyes for the well-built man wielding his hard cock seemingly effortlessly. After a few moments of staring, Barbara replied to Justin, "I'd love to switch places" she whispered. The girl in the swing cried out again as she just about slammed onto the Pecks' cock. He held her tightly as she trembled and climaxed again. She then went limp with a satisfied look on her face. Pecks stepped back, withdrawing from her. He hadn't climaxed himself and his cock was firm, slick, and big. It was so hard that it stood almost parallel to his well-muscled stomach. His pubic area was completely shaved and this made Barbara take a quick breath. He turned directly to her, a smile on his face. "I think it's your turn now. That's what you said, right?" he said with the smile wearing a trace of a smirk. Barbara froze, her hand still around Justin's erection. Pecks had overheard her! She hadn't expected this. Sure, she wanted it but never thought it could actually happen and so she wasn't prepared. She quickly looked around. There were two other couples and they looked expectantly at her. She let go of Justin's cock and looked at him. The girl on the swing was undoing herself and this gave Barbara some time to digest all this. She jokingly responded, "just not the spanking, please" Pecks laughed a bit. "So you get right into the swing, right? I'm very serious and very ready." She looked right at his hardness, wondering just what to do. This wasn't a joke. It was an astonishing opportunity for her. Barbara had taken another move forward with her statement but still hadn't crossed the sexual frontier yet. She still had a chance to stop there, to play it safe. Justin's next simple remark gave her the motivation she wanted and needed. "It's your turn. I know you want it. I don't mind" Barbara really wanted it but still she couldn't get her mouth to form the words of acceptance. She hesitated just a moment to force the words out, "OK, I'll get in the swing, no spanking." Barbara was going to do this. She was going to have sex with a younger man and she was completely thrilled with herself. Pecks reached out and took her hand to pull her towards him and the now empty swing. The young woman was standing a bit wobbly but had enough wits to help Barbara change the straps on the swing to fit her taller frame. The young woman was gracious and helpful when she said, "let me take your towel so you can get into the straps." Barbara simply nodded and then the girl unwrapped Brenda's towel, leaving her completely nude. The girl put the towel on the swing's seat. Justin had a half-smile on his face as he happily watched Barbara prepare for something that was completely unexpected, but now very much welcome and desired. A bit unsteadily, she sat in the u-shaped fabric seat. As the young woman adjusted the soft stirrups for Barbara's feet, Pecks was standing before her, slowly stroking his hardness. The sight before her made her heart beat faster. Barbara was really going to do this. She looked over at Justin, not for encouragement, but with a look of pride in herself. Justin winked at her and she felt a sudden rush of moistness between her legs. The stirrups and straps spread Barbara's legs widely but with no discomfort. The fabric seat kept her well supported and its straps to the overhead frame had excellent hand holds which she grasped. She cared not at all who could see her wickedly exposed and aroused shaved pussy. Pecks stepped forward between her spread legs, his hand no longer stroking his cock. He spread his arms and put a hand on each of Barbara's thighs. "Which do you want, my cock or my mouth?" Barbara was so aroused she couldn't really think coherently. She looked at Pecks, then at his girl, and then finally at Justin. Again, this was not something she had expected. Justin made it easy. "You want his cock. You know it." She looked at Pecks' cock and its incredible hardness and whispered, "cock." Two clear thoughts went through her head and she finally spoke. "Lube and a condom, please," she barely managed to utter, her anticipation making it a challenge for her to speak. Pecks looked momentarily flummoxed. He wasn't prepared. Thankfully, a woman from the small audience quickly proffered up a condom and Justin, equally quickly, reached to the back of his towel to extract the small bottle of lube he had used with Barbara previously. Pecks looked positively grateful. While Justin held the bottle of lube, Pecks tore out the fresh condom and smoothly unrolled it over his hardness. It fit, after a fashion. He then took the lube and drizzled a copious amount over the latex and quickly spread it all over his cock. Barbara looked at the brief pre-sex ritual. She was now reaching a point of desperation. She was ready. He was ready. Pecks actually had to point his cock downward to rub up against Barbara's extremely aroused pussy. She tilted her head back and moaned, caring little about who heard her or saw her. She was getting her muscle boy and it was driving her crazy. Then it began, the penetration. With the lube and Barbara's very moist arousal, it was an easy and smooth thing. It also helped that she had had sex with Justin not too long ago. Pecks stepped forward and in a brief moment, his hard cock was deep inside Barbara. She moaned again, more loudly this time. She was having her muscle boy and it was wonderful. Barbara, Justin, A Club, A Swing Pecks knew how to push and pull the sex swing to start a steady, thrusting motion. Barbara simply leaned her head back. This was pure, raw sex and she was adoring it. Her first orgasm was fast and intense. After just a few thrusts from Pecks, her body was on fire and the whole club likely heard her cry out. During that first orgasm, Justin took the initiative to approach to massage Barbara's sensitive breasts as he stood behind her head, paying special attention to her nipples. Her moans grew louder. This was exactly what she wanted, physical attention and lots of it. It made her feel that these men adored her body. She was deeply and strongly penetrated. It lifted her, it made her soar. With so much arousal, the audience didn't matter. It was only Pecks fucking her senseless and with Justin's good hands on her breasts where she felt her focus. The next orgasm was like an earthquake. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, fuck!" she cried out involuntarily. This was what she wanted, the muscle boy's cock deep inside her and her experiencing multiple orgasms. Barbara felt Justin pull away. It was a bit jarring but Pecks was still thrusting into her. She took a very brief moment to look to her right. Pecks' girl was stroking Justin's cock and he was massaging her breasts. Then Barbara's third orgasm struck hard. Her attention was immediately diverted to what was happening between her legs. "Ohhhhhhhh!" she called out loudly. Clearly, the angle of his cock was hitting the right spot inside her. She didn't think. She couldn't think. The physicality of it all was almost too much but Barbara was happily dealing well it. It was a fucking, not what she and Justin experienced at the club earlier that evening. She looked at Pecks and felt his cock thrusting in and out of her. It was an amazing experience. Again her body soared. It was her fourth orgasm and it was wild. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" poured out of her. Barbara had closed her eyes by now with the sheer joy of the sexuality she was experiencing. Pecks was not always consistent with his thrusting. He used the swing to aid in a few thrusts then push all the way into Barbara and held his cock there, using his hands to massage her breasts. When this happened, she opened her eyes to see what was happening around her. Each time she saw the same audience but each time that audience was being more sexual. At one point, a naked woman was standing behind Pecks, massaging his ass. Barbara experienced many orgasms. She was in no position to count. She just felt them, one after another, each one wonderful and delicious. She quivered and cried out with each. Finally, Pecks had enough. With a sudden thrust forward as he pulled back the swing, he simply grunted loudly. Despite the condom, Barbara could feel his sperm fill the tip in a series of gushes. Part of her wanted to feel his fluid inside her but she was glad that the latex caught it all. The throbbing was intense inside her and almost brought Barbara to yet another orgasm. As she and Pecks subsided from the sexual intensity, Barbara look over at Justin. There was a female hand around his cock. She didn't mind. She had just enjoyed a great fucking and hoped that Justin could enjoy something similar. She was not disappointed. Pecks' girl was very much into stroking Justin's cock. It was very mutual. Pecks stood back, his cock slithering out of Barbara. She immediately felt empty and a look of want appeared on her face. There was nothing that Pecks could do. He was spent and his erection was rapidly deflating as he carefully unrolled the full condom. He had to leave the scene to deal with the used condom. For a very brief moment, Barbara didn't quite know what to do. She had never been in such a situation before. She had been very freshly fucked and her temporary partner had vanished, leaving her exposed on the sex swing. Justin knew what to do. He quickly moved away from Peck's girl and positioned himself between Barbara's legs. With a quick movement, he inserted his cock into her. Lube was unnecessary given her very recent experience in the swing. Barbara put her head back and sighed deeply. Justin's familiar feel was a welcome experience. Pecks' girl moved behind Barbara. Barbara felt her hands on her shoulders, pushing her slightly forward, onto Justin's firm cock. This made Barbara smile. Justin leaned over and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Barbara moaned softly. She was very pleased to be with Justin because of their physical and emotional intimacy. Being soundly fucked by a muscle boy was one thing, experiencing sexual comfort from an intimate lover was something entirely different. Barbara's next orgasm was deep and smooth. She knew she was coming and adored Justin's skin contact and his penetration so deeply into her. While the young woman behind her continued to push against Barbara's shoulders, Justin stood up a bit but looked deeply into her eyes. "Are you cumming?" he asked her. Barbara tried to focus on his eyes. She failed and closed her eyes as the intense pleasure flowed through her. Y...y... YES!" was all she could muster. Her pussy throbbed again and her body quivered. It went on for many intense seconds. As her pleasure ebbed somewhat, she looked up at Justin. His eyes were now closed and she knew that his climax was moments away. She loved it. He reached out with his hands and firmly grasped her breasts. Barbara smiled. Her lover was about to cum. "Oh....FUCK!" grunted Justin as he pushed into Barbara, his cock jetting out warm semen in several bursts. This kept the smile on her face. This was the intimacy that she adored, even in the context of a group sex event at a swingers club. A muscle boy was simply a fuck toy, Justin was her intimate and they indulged each other in ways that only intimates understand. He kept inside her for a few moments until his cock was clearly shrinking. Justin pulled out, watching his cum ooze a little from between Barbara's legs. The towel under her absorbed the wetness. Justin stood up and adjusted his towel. Pecks had returned at this point with a fresh towel for Barbara to wrap around her waist. She thought it a very considerate thing to do. Pecks also had a towel for his girl. Barbara was vaguely amused at the small acts of consideration after such a wanton public display of raw passion. It was no matter. Justin extended his arm and Barbara took it, winking at Pecks as she and Justin both sauntered away to get lots of water at the bar. She was content in all ways after that experience. Her afterglow was was amazing despite some soreness between her legs. As they stood at the crowed bar drinking large cups of water, Justin surreptiously took off his cock ring. They looked at each other, both smiling. Justin spoke first. "Wild night, right?" Barbara nodded her head. She'd rather enjoy her afterglow than get into any kind of conversation. "Is there anything else you would like to do while we're here?" Justin asked. Barbara shook her head and gave Justin a quizzical look. He quickly figured out her meaning. "I'm done, we've done enough for one night. But there will other nights." Brenda smiled and nodded her head. Even though the club was at full throttle hedonism, Barbara and Justin mutually agreed that their night was over. Theirs would be a deep and satisfying sleep.