1 comments/ 26903 views/ 2 favorites Club Paradise By: dutchpantyraider It was a very hot summer's night. This Friday we had left the office early, to celebrate our quarterly achievements. We had been eating out and having a few drinks down at some pub with our team and a few colleagues from marketing. As we got outside again I declined the invitation to go on with some of the younger colleagues who went roaming the pubs down town deep into the night. I didn't like to hang around in places which were too crowded or too noisy to have a decent conversation. And I didn't feel like much drinking either. But it was also too early to my liking to go home already. As I walked back to our office and the underground parking I tried to figure out something I could do. As it happened I was walking behind Karen and Linda. Karen was a married co-worker of mine, and Linda the girl from our marketing department. They're both about my age, in their mid thirties. After I caught up with them I found myself walking slower than my usual stride, as I was fixing my eyes on the swaying butts right in front of me. This was a sight I had to savour as long as possible. Although I never fancied both of them much, my loins started to stir up. One of my favourite daydreams has always been about this club in the north part of the city. It used to be a conventional sauna, but it had been converted by its current owners to a swing club for couples. I had been there on my own once. It didn't bring me the wild and abundant free sex I had in mind, but it was my first experience witnessing other people having sex. That is, apart from the mechanics of an uninterested couple in some sleazy peepshow. At the Paradise club I did witness some nice sex acts up close, like a woman on all fours slobbering at a black man's penis while her husband banged her from behind. And a smallish built girl draped on a high round pyramid-like platform in the middle of a room, surrounded by semi-naked people who at the invitation of her husband took their turns fucking her. I wasn't invited. I certainly wanted to go there again, but the entrance fee for a lone male was a bit too high to my liking, and no sex guaranteed. I figured I had to go there with my wife sometimes, or with any other female for that matter. Bringing your own asset should be the key. But how to find one who was willing to go with me... As I contemplated these thoughts, I suddenly bumped into Linda and Karen, as we had arrived at the door to the parking. I stuttered some excuse, but this was barely noticed as the girls were busy trying to get into the door. Karen was fidgeting with her key, but the door wouldn't open no matter what she tried. Linda made a call with her cell phone, and then said: "I knew Mark was still at work, and he is coming down in a minute. When he leaves we can slip inside through the car exit." "Feels like breaking into your own building, won't you say?" I said. "Well, at least it won't be too long before I can go home. Frank is waiting for me, but he must get up early in the morning to play soccer," Karen sighed. "I don't mind," Linda said, "it's too hot to sleep already, and I don't feel going home anyway. I'm glad it's nice and hot out here, with that loom little breeze to get just that little coolness..." We headed towards the car exit. After some ten minutes chatting and I admiring the thin summer dress clinging to Linda's features and the firm ass of Karen enclosed in her tight designer jeans, the metal roll-down door came alive. As it was halfway open we entered the garage, thanked Mark for leaving now, and headed to our cars. As Karen got to her car she said goodbye, stepped in and rode away. "He Linda, figuring what you just said, I think we might have the same feeling about tonight. I feel way too loom to go home, but where to go..." "Yeah Paul, I know what you mean. If I could just get rid of these clammy things... It gives me goose bumps, you know, being dressed like this in this heat... All the while I just want to feel unhindered by these pressing bra-straps and clutching clothes..." "Well... I'm getting a little bit awkward myself... and not only because of the heat...," I managed to say. "Oh, poor boy, is my talking doing things with your thing?" Linda teased me. "... Well uh, I guess you could say so..." "He, let's drive to the Mac. I'm really thirsty and it's still open until midnight. If we figure out something to do, we can always decide there." And so we drove through the city to the McDonalds. As we parked our cars next to each other, I didn't feel like getting out. I had become even hornier, and stepping out of my car now was not a good idea. I put down the passenger door window, and asked Linda to step in. "Ah, we have naughty thoughts, aren't we?" Linda grinned as she sat down next to me. "Is it that obvious?" I asked. "It is if you are sporting a hard-on like that!" Linda beamed pointing at my crotch. It was clear it really didn't matter much if I had gotten out of the car, or just stayed seated, or at least as far as Linda was concerned. "Shit," I said. How could I save myself now. "He, it's no big deal, Paul. I understand what the heat at this hour does to a man, especially when confronted with a female body clad only in a thin dress... clinging as it is to my body. Let's take the drive-inn. We can't go inside the restaurant now." "You will not tell anyone, will you? I mean, at the office?" "Why? Because nature took over when you were happy to see me? I can only see this as a compliment!" She shifted in her seat as I drove towards the drive-inn entrance. "Hell, I could even be talked into some naughty business... consider it... just you and me, one hot night, nobody knows, no-one gets the wiser... yeah, that would be nice to do! Let's go some place where we can relax and get rid of some steam!" "You're serious, are you?" "I guess so, yeah, but mind you, I don't fancy a fling at the office. But feeling horny as we do, and not fancying going home anyway, I can't think of anything better to do than find a place where we could unwind ourselves a bit." "Ok, let me get this straight. You're suggesting me we go some place, like a club or something, and have a good hot time tonight. Just getting our rocks off, no attachments, nothing said or asked later..." "Yeah, that sums it up all right, I guess." "I do know a place I'd like to go, if I may suggest anything. It's not even far from where we are right now. It's called the Paradise club." "Yes, I've heard of that one. Isn't it a sauna for the liberal minded? Sounds fine to me!" "Well, actually it is more than just a sauna where the occasional sexual interaction is accepted. Nowadays it's a couples-club, where men don't leave with their hard-on, as they say. People come there to have just plain hot sex, simple as that. And not only with the person they came with, but with others as well. Couples can enact their fantasies, women can participate in a gang-bang if they like, or couples just seek out others to enjoy each others company." "Well, we could go there, I guess, we could pass as a couple, wouldn't you say?" "Can I take your order please?" a nice female voice asked me at the first till. "Two large banana milkshakes, please," I ordered. "Or would you fancy a coke or something instead?" I asked Linda. "No no, banana shake is fine. I can surely use some cooling down before we will be heading towards your infamous club which no doubt should turn me into some sleazy woman..." *** After parking my car we walked to the Paradise club. The entrance was in a small alley, to the side of the building. We were welcomed by a nice brown haired girl with a broad smile, who explained us the lay-out of the accommodation and provided me with a plastic bracelet, similar to the ones used at pop concerts. The club facilities comprised a change area, leading to the pool area, a bar and dance floor, food stalls, and play rooms. "What is the change area for? I have no other clothes with me, or swimwear or anything..." Linda asked the girl. "Well, swimwear is not used here anyway. But you can go around as you like, the way you are dressed now is just fine. Only, after midnight lingerie is obligatory, or completely in the nude if you prefer... In the change area you will find lockers which you can use for your clothes. There are showers, and there's a stack of towels to be used. Just take one with you wherever you go. Condoms can be obtained from the bar, and in the playrooms you will find bowls with condoms in every corner." "Well, considering it's already past eleven, I say we first have a drink at the bar, suck in the atmosphere and have a look around. If that doesn't scare us off we can decide to stay and go for the changing room," I suggested Linda. With a nod she confirmed my plan and off we went to the bar area. To the side of the room were several alcoves, each with big couches in a U-formation around a low table. Some couples were dancing to the slow music playing softly in the background. People were sitting at the bar and in the alcoves chatting with each other. We got two glasses of dry white wine from the bar, and we set down on a couch facing an occupied one. Two couples were in an animated conversation. One of the girls was a bit tipsy, and the two men on both sides of her started to take liberties at her. They stroked her breasts through her blouse, and one of the men slowly brought his hand under her skirt. Glancing at us, he made sure we witnessed how he started to fondle her pubic area. The girl squirmed in her seat and giggled soft sultry noises. She opened her legs a bit giving her companion better access, meanwhile giving us an unhindered view of how she was being fingered. The other girl didn't want to be left out, so she nestled herself against the man next to her. She started to kiss him wildly, and tugged at his shirt. "Lin, isn't this some spectacle?" I said as I hesitantly put my right arm behind Linda's back on the back of the cough. "Paul, we're supposed to be a couple, remember? You just imagine we belong together and behave as if I'm your wife. Forget everything else and go with the moment." Then she put her left hand against the side of my face and lightly kissed my lips. She put her right hand on top of my thigh. Softly stroking my upper leg, Linda moved her hand agonizingly slow towards my crotch. As I felt my cock rising in anticipation I put my left hand on her breast, which made her sigh. Her tit fell amazingly soft yet firm at the same time. Her nipple started to grow for sure, as I could feel it pushing right through the material of her bra and her flimsy dress. "The way I feel right now I cannot leaf at midnight..." Linda whispered in my ear. "Those people opposite us make me so very horny... I simply have to feel your hot cock inside me very soon..." She licked my earlobe with her tongue. This was music to my ears. Not that I particularly fancied boning Linda, but feeling her body against mine did wonders to my libido. She did start my horniness this evening by walking in front of me. And now her fingers had started a journey I didn't want them to stop. Hell, the way I was already worked up during the last hour, I probably would fuck any female coming to my rescue. But there's certain sweetness to the vision of fucking your colleague. Like tasting forbidden fruit. Fondling Linda's tits was nice for starters. Because of what she whispered in my ear I now took my right hand down her back. I gently rubbed her backside, and let my hand travel down towards her butt. At last I boldly grabbed her right buttock. Just for a sec she raised her butt from the cough in surprise. But then she settled her butt against my hand with a sigh of relief. The girl who was being harassed by one of her companions on the cough facing us made persistent cooing sounds. At one point the pitch of her voice became considerably higher, and for a moment she stopped breathing all together. A high shriek escaped her lips as she reached an orgasm. Linda had started to openly stroke the growing bulge in my crotch right through my jeans. I was getting more and more uncomfortable, both from Linda's interest in my crotch as from the spectacle in front of us. I suggested we took a walk around the place and see what was going on elsewhere. When we got up I noticed more people were in the bar area than before. About half of them were couples, the others were single males. We got ourselves another glass of wine from the bar and wandered off towards the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs we stumbled into a tall and gorgeous stunning looking blond girl in a bathing wrap. She had a weary look though. "Having fun, are we?" Linda asked. "Oh yeah," she said as her face lit up. "It is just that I've been fucked five times already. I'm a little bit tired now, but that will be alright once I've taken a shower. I guess I better jump in the pool for now." "Would you mind if we join you, then you can show us around a bit if you like?" "OK, sure, just follow and I show you. My name's Cynthia, but friends call me Cyn." The girl was now beaming from ear to ear, her open face sporting a bright smile. After we gave her our names she grabbed Linda's and mine hand, and towed us behind her through a doorway into the shower area. Looking at me she said "Paul, the number on your bracelet corresponds to a locker number. You can type in your own code before you close it. I say the two of you strip your clothes off now and put them in the locker. Lingerie is allowed after midnight, but I wouldn't bother about that. You could easily lose it anyways. And you wanted to join me in a swim first, so you must get naked now anyway..." "Uh..., Lin... " I started to stammer. Linda shrugged her shoulders, and stepped out of her shoes. She took the hem of her dress in both hands, gave me a smile and slowly she started to pull her dress over her head. Underneath she wore black shiny panties with a matching bra. "Gee, Lin..." I sighed. "He," Cynthia quickly picked up, "first time here I guess? And you're not married, huh? Take it from me, most people here aren't. Just behave as if you belong together and it will work out very fine..." Linda winked at Cynthia and turned her back to us. She put her dress in the locker, stepped out of her panties and undid her bra. After putting her underwear on top of her dress she strode away calmly and self-confident in the direction of the pool. "What a figure... what an ass... " I stammered, overthrown by the unexpected beauty Linda had kept out of sight for years underneath her clothes. "Paul, I guess now it's your turn. Come, I will help you!" She touched my arm, which brought me back to life. In a daze I let Cynthia release my clothes. First she undid the buttons of my shirt. As she started to take my shirt off, I slipped my hand inside her bathing robe. She stopped undressing me when I touched her naked skin, and just let me feel her. My breathing became irregular as my hands roamed around, exploring her torso. Cynthia started to giggle a little bit and encouraged my doing with a big smile. My hands found her perfectly formed breasts, which to my delight were on the small side. My heart jumped up and I felt my cock twitch. I got a better grip on those dream-tits. They nicely filled my hands, the perfect size. Slowly I kneaded those firm titties. The nipples were pretty strong, and I felt them grow inside my hands. Cynthia took my shirt of, unbuckled my jeans and let them drop to the floor. "Come on now big boy, put your clothes in the locker and let's get ourselves wet in the pool." I did as I was told and wrapped a towel around my waist as soon as I had lost my briefs. "He, it's no time to be modest now, and besides... that doesn't hide your weapon anyway...!" Cynthia said laughing, pointing at the towel which tented out due to my enormous erection. "OK, you win," I said resigning as I followed her to the pool. As we came around the corner, I didn't see Linda. There was a couple at the pool, sitting on the edge with their legs in the water. Two more couples sat on two recliner chairs halfway at the side of the pool, busy with each other in a heavy petting session. A few people were actually swimming; one of them had to be Linda. Cynthia walked right to the edge of the pool, let her robe slip from her shoulders and stepped into the water. It was at that moment I understood that Cynthia was not only top less underneath her bath robe, but had been completely nude. What can you do, standing in a pool area with your cock pointing straight forward, witnessed by some ten strangers. I followed the direction of my erection to the waters edge and got into the basin. Off course I got the attention of the couple sitting nearby on the edge of the pool. They waved me closer. "First time here, are we?" the girl asked me. "Well, actually I've been here once before some time ago, but this is the first time I'm here with my partner." "Ah, you don't mean the lady who came in just before you did, over there at the other side?" the man said. "Yeah! Thanks for pointing her out, I hadn't seen yet where she was. Indeed, it's the girl over there to the right of that dark hunk." "Are you sure? Your partner, you say? But that's Linda, a willingly seen guest here who rather frequently enjoys a visit here!" "Well... uh... she's Linda all right," I said as I turned red, "... she's the one I came here with, although she's not really my girl..." My heartbeat went up to a feverish rhythm. "OK, that explains it. My name is Bill, my wife here is Monica. And who is this man who happens to know our Linda?" Now it began to dawn on me why things earlier this evening happened the way they did. Wow, Linda, that considerate girl from marketing turned out to be a real sex animal... How devious of her the way she tricked me into this, and her little show of innocence as we arrived. And what a cunning little masquerade she and Cynthia had put up... "Yeah, how do you know Linda?" Monica asked me. "I'm Paul... Linda is a girl from my office. I only know her from work. Tonight we went out to dinner with some fifteen colleagues, but after dinner two of us were not into roaming the city into the night with the others, so we ended up here... " "Yeah, that's our Linda!" Monica giggled. "And I see you also met the infamous Cynthia! Cyn and Lin didn't give you any clue that they already knew each other?" "No way, if you didn't tell me just now I wouldn't have known!" "Well," Bill went on, "it's not that they only KNOW each other... they actually hit it off together pretty well! They are two of the hottest chicks around here, always willing to participate in anything that's brought up. Cyn and Linda sometimes even put up a very hot and steamy show." "Come on, I introduce you properly to Cyn," Monica said as she jumped from the edge taking my hand, and waded me to the other side of the pool. Another fine example of the female form, I noticed, with bouncing breasts of a moderate size. Monica's C-cup tits were about Linda's size, but firmer and higher up on her body. And definitely bigger than Cynthia's A-sized dream-tits. After Linda and Cynthia had had their fit of laughter at my account, during which I admired their breasts blatantly, Linda said she did mean what she had told me earlier. She really wanted to feel my hard cock inside her pussy tonight. Cynthia added that she liked me, and that she would accommodate me whenever and however I wanted her... The five of us got out of the pool, and went to the showers. Monica and Cynthia escorted me into a shower, while Linda disappeared with Bill. First they lathered me up pretty fast, and then scrubbed my body with theirs by way of sandwiching me between their hard bodies. Once we had put the shower on and had rinsed ourselves from all the soap, they let me admire their assets. Club Paradise To my delight the long legged blond Cynthia was completely bald down between her legs. She showed me her wet pussy. Her outer labia were clearly swollen, probably because of her arousal since she had fucked already five guys this evening. Her smaller inner labia puffed out quite a bit, and her engorged clit peaked out from under its hood. Monica had a nicely trimmed black bush right above her twat. Her outer labia were hairless as well, and formed a very fine slit. The inner labia were completely tucked away inside her girlish pussy. The tuft of hair was trimmed really short. Both girls had a really hard and flat tummy. Cynthia got down on her knees in front of me, and took my member in her mouth. What a sensational feeling this was. She expertly sucked my prick right into her warm mouth and took the tip straight into her gullet, while Monica took my right hand and placed it right upon her love box. She made sure my fingers started to explore her sopping pussy. She guided my index finger all along her slit, from the very top of her clit to her backdoor and back again. Then she held on to my shoulders with both hands as I managed to find my own way between her thighs. She covered my face all over with hot kisses, smothering me with her warm saliva. All the time she cooed sweet love sounds into my ears. Meanwhile Cynthia managed to get my already stiff cock rock-hard in no time. With all the preliminary build up she apparently had decided I had to be released really fast. Without delay she sucked me off. She sucked the tip of my cock just inside her gullet. One hand went crazy at the lower half of my shaft, and her other hand caressed my butt. I knew my climax was imminent as I felt how she rested her index finger against my anus, her thumb caressing the underside of my scrotum. She pushed her finger finally home just seconds before I exploded. My prick discharged its hot liquids into Cynthia's mouth. Boiling streams of sperm poured into her contracting throat. Cynthia grabbed my buttocks and pushed me firmly against her face as my hips started to make bucking moves from the intensity of my orgasm. Monica helped her in keeping me upright throughout my climax. When I was done the girls let me sit down on a bench right next to the shower. Linda stepped around the wall which separated the two showers. She must have been warned by my loud moans and cries of pleasure. She herself was perspiring and breathing heavy, probably from the interest she got from Bill. I saw Linda's pussy for the first time in its full glory. In spite of the state I was in, the fact that I hadn't recovered jet, I noticed that she kept her pussy clean shaven as well, the same way Cynthia did, except for a small stripe of hair right above her slit. Bill came from around the wall and pulled Linda again out of sight. Monica had fetched a big towel, and while Cynthia helped me temporarily to my feet Monica spread it out on the bench. Then they let me lay down on the bench and disappeared again under the shower. For the next fifteen minutes or so I heard a mingling of chatter and hot moans coming from the shower. From the other side of the wall I heard grunts and the unmistakably slapping sounds from Bill who was banging into Linda. Gee, who would have thought this of Lin...? As everybody had had a first sexual discharge, the five of us went to the bar to enjoy a toast to new friendships. As it was past midnight now, many people were in the nude, except from most lone males who wore mostly boxer shorts. Occasionally I spotted tight high-cut briefs or smooth sexy panties. Quite some couples were dancing on the dance floor to some nice funky jazz music. That is until some uproar occurred on the other side of the room. The occasional shouts like "bone her" became louder as more and more people turned into that direction. We went there as well to see what was going on. The circle of people became wider so a large audience could witness what took place. In the middle of the circle lay a girl on the floor, held at her legs by two men. A woman sat on the poor girls face, grinding her cunt into her face. A black boy stood between the girl's legs and pulled his trunk aside to expose his mighty spear. Pulling at it for a minute his cock rose to the occasion. Getting down on his knees he slipped a rubber over his cock, and laid his hands on the girl's upper thighs. He lowered his mouth to her crotch, sniffing at her natural essence, and gave her snatch a good lapping with his tongue. The girl squirmed and jerked with her legs, but the men holding her down did a good job. The roars and incitements form the audience around made the atmosphere thick with anticipations. At last the boy was satisfied that the girl's pussy was well prepared, so he came upright. He placed the tip of his cock at the very entrance of her cunt. Slowly he pushed forward, sinking his enormous erection into the girl's belly. One inch at a time his cock penetrated her. As he finally bottomed out, the girl managed to give an audible shriek form between the thighs of the girl who was riding her face. Once the boy had fed his entire cock into the girl, he kept it motionless for a while. Then he started fucking her, first slowly, but increasing his pumping tempo gradually. The shouts and roars from the crowd became a little bit impatient, until the boy dismounted the girl and sat up straight on his knees. He pulled the condom off and jacked himself off. Thick ropes of come splashed from his meat and landed on the squirming girl's tummy and breasts. "Next!" he shouted as he stood up. Another boy stepped forward and went down to business. After pulling his briefs down he put on a condom, got down on his knees and shoved his cock into the girl in one push. Immediately he began pumping his rod into the girl's cunt. One after the other the boys took their turn at humping the now well lubricated girl, and spilling their juice on her tummy or right at her door. As two men had had a go, they replaced the men holding the girls legs. In a big uproar all the single men lined up to take turns at the girl. I noticed one man who stayed very close near the girl. He apparently kept a watch on the girl's well-being, inspecting for instance that everyone used a condom. "He is the girl's boyfriend," Linda explained to me. "She sometimes comes here when she is in a bad need of men. She likes being fucked for a prolonged time by one man after the other. Meanwhile she services especially the single men." "You can have your turn if you prefer," Cynthia added, "but among us couple-lovers that's considered as not done. Well, it is if the girl specifically asks for it. You know, sometimes there simply aren't enough men around." I noticed most couples had left the circle and were dancing again, or having a drink at the bar. We sat down in an alcove, occupying two couches in a right angle. "Come on Lin, now show us what you wanted to do tonight!" Cynthia said. "You owe Paul at least a taste of you before he is drained out by the rest of us." Linda came over to where I was sitting, straddled my lap and kissed me. "He gorgeous, I've been thinking a while now how I could get you involved. You know, when you look at us girls at the office, you always seem to focus on our butts and crotches." "It's not that obvious I hope?" "No, it's only because I look for the little tell-signs. I'm always on the prowl, so to say. Anyway, as I noticed your interests, I had to find out if you were into some playtime. And here we are." Linda gave me a deep wet sloppy soul kiss, the one which leaves you panting. She gyrated her bottom on top of my lap, sending the shivers through my loins. She grinded her naked pussy right on top of my cock, shoving all the way up and down over my rigid manhood, from its tip to my balls and back, making my cock stand up and hard as steel again in no time. Because we were already slippery wet from our earlier occupations, it should be no surprise that my cock found its way home all by itself. Before we both knew it the tip of my dick slipped right into the entrance of Linda's love box. Once Linda realised I had broken into her twat she started humping my rod. She heaved herself up with one hand on my shoulder, the other on my upper thigh. I held onto her breasts, meanwhile giving her dark brown nipples enough attention so that they became as hard as little pebble stones. Her white globes, although quite bigger than my favourite size, were a joy to hold and play with. They were not the firm upright tits of a young girl, but the slight amount of sag gave them that nice and mature allure. Linda rocketed me to another height. Monica and Cynthia both sat right next to me on either side, and they helped me in fondling Linda. As they took care of her tits and steadied her upper body, my hands wandered down to her tummy and started to caress the slight slope from her mound to her pelvic bone. One hand dropped right down to where our genitals met, and played with her clit for a while. I slithered my fingers through her slit from her clit to where my piston disappeared in her cave. It was a gratifying ride. As Linda exploded into her orgasm, she fell against me, holding on to me with great force. Monica and Cynthia freed their hands and gave us a group hug. Not only did Linda leak an enormous amount of female secretions, her cunt muscles clasped firmly around my manhood, and then released themselves again. The releasing and contracting movements repeated in high succession, resulting in the meltdown of my own climax. As I was pushed over the top into my own blaze, Linda's cuntal muscles finished me off. Spurt after spurt of my hot spunk was sent deep inside Linda's womb. Her muscles kept on milking me dry until no jism was left anymore deep within. Exhausted for the time being Linda and I lay panting on the cough, taking in the round of applause that quite a few bystanders directed at us. Cynthia and Monica did a good job by soothing us, and massaging us back to reality. *** Later that night, on the way back to McDonalds to Linda's car, she told me: "You doing fine so far, Paul. Cyn likes you a lot, and that means something. For us it's clear: you simply have to stay involved." "Involved? With what? You sound like there is more to it than just us being here this night." "We are a bunch of friends who hit it of now and then. I mean not only myself and Cyn. Monica and Bill are part of it too. You're not the only one who I've tripped into coming here. There are even some colleagues from the office..." "But you said this evening you didn't want a fling at the office..." "That is true. But I didn't mean to say I'm not interested in a sexual relationship with anyone at work. I only don't want it to happen, talked about or making innuendo's at work. We have to keep this cautiously separated. But... big secret, we are working on an office outing of a different kind... " "You're kidding me!" "For obvious reasons it has to be kept secret. We only get the green light from the board if a large enough part of the employees can be involved. We are not quite there, but changes are big that this years Christmas party will be something different..." "Tell me who else is involved!" "No, can't do that. Only me and one other person - who's name I cannot say either - know everything. Everybody else must stay in the dark until the party is a go. I can assure you however that that day will probably arrive very soon." ... to be continued, or not? Club Paradise Ch. 02 This story is the sequel to Club Paradise, but can be read apart. There will be a third and fourth chapter. I'm not sure I've chosen the category correctly, so feel free to leave a comment. And I´m still looking for a native-speaking English writer who would like to help me out with grammar and spelling... Have fun! ------ Last year's Christmas dinner was different from all previous ones, and much unsuspected at that. Our company has some 20 employees, and every year we have a nice dinner on the Friday night before Christmas. Our business is closed during the season from the Friday before Christmas until January 2nd. We gather in some restaurant, and enjoy each other's company without the normal work routine, celebrate the season and bidding each other best wishes for the coming year. Last Christmas we found ourselves in a nice fancy place, where we gathered in a private room on the second floor. The circular chamber was quiet big, measuring some 30 feet in diameter. We were seated at a big round table in the middle of the room. After the main course Linda asked the head waiter in charge if the ladies should leave already. Linda, the girl from our marketing department, is always responsible for the organization of our staff parties. I happened to look at Harold, a colleague at the acceptance desk who sat on the other side of Nicole to my right. Nicole is the hot chick with long raven black hair, also from the acceptance desk. According to Harold's quizzical look he too was wondering what this should entail. Before we could investigate Linda snapped her fingers, all girls stood up and left the room. This clearly had to be prearranged. Once the girls had left the room quiet some gossiping went on. Men being men and now left to ourselves we started to talk waggishly and discuss the physical virtues of our individual female colleagues. After some ten minutes we heard shuffling accompanied by hushed voices. Corey, the CEO of our business, cleared his throat, tapped his glass and started his little speech. "This year our dinner will be a little bit more festive then our usual gatherings. The corporate being in business for ten years now we wanted this Santa season to be really memorable and use the occasion for bonding activities to enhance our team spirit." "Special rules are in force. Just for now gents, you may not look under the table, or reach under the tablecloth with your hands. If done so you will be escorted to the exit immediately, only to report back at the office on January 2nd. The same will happen if any other rule will be broken. This applies to both guys and gals. And yes everyone," Corey swept his eyes around the circle of men looking each of us in the eyes, "the ladies are in close vicinity, and yes, they do hear me now as I speak. But rest assured there will be no other consequences than to be removed from these premises. The one and only repercussion will be the excluding from our seasonal festivities, and all fun for the concerned will stop right there." "Well gentlemen, let's lean back now and enjoy our brandy and whatever comes next. It's coming to you, you've all earned this. The ladies will have their turn later." Sipping on my brandy I suddenly felt hands on my knees. Fingers crawled upwards, touching the growing bulge in my pants on their way up reaching for my belt. As they started to unbuckle my belt I definitely heard more unbuckling sounds coming from underneath the table. My mouth fell dry and I wasn't able to say anything anymore. Wild thoughts crossed my mind, as who's hands it could be that were freeing my straining hard-on. It was crystal clear why we were not allowed a peek under the cover: to protect the innocent. Imagination took over, and even before the exploring fingers got hold of my member it had grown quiet rigid. I lifted my ass from the seat for a second so my handler could pull my trousers from my hips and down to my feet. With all clothes out of the way the eager fingers wrapped themselves around my hard-on. Looking around the table at my male colleagues I saw wanton eyes and happy smiles. Corey sighed as an exuberant happiness slid over his face. Surely his cock was being intimately kissed. It was no problem imagining his fat dick disappearing into the eager mouth of one of our female colleagues, as my rod experienced exactly that same feeling. A hot wetness engulfed my fuck-stick. Slowly the lips caressed the entire length of my cock until they reached the base of my shaft. Staying pressed down firmly against my pubes, the tongue flipped around my crown. Over and over again the lips let go of my spear just to start going down again and gobble my meat afresh. Slowly we made more and more noise, and gradually we let go of the decent thoughts that kept us restraint. Deep groans and loud panting came from all sides, except from my left. Peter, a really nice guy from the financial desk, had fallen silent, sporting an unhealthy red face. He was twisting and wincing in his seat, clearly didn't feel at ease. Corey gestured him to slide backwards. "Pete, no one forces you to do anything you don't want to. I forgot to mention the number one rule in force during all festivities: no one will be pressed to participate in whatever action might take place. There will be no implications whatsoever for those who wish to skip a certain game or action choosing to just watch, or simply decides to leave at any time. Now this works the other way round as well: nothing will be held against anyone for the activities that do take place or he or she participates in. Tonight, or later this week, here on these premises, or at the club we will be visiting tonight, or wherever. Party-goers and party-leavers will not hold anything against the other." "It's not that I don't like this Corey, it's only ... I simply can't ..." "What is it that you can't?" "Well, I don't want to get into trouble." "I don't see how there can be any trouble. No one is forced to do this to you Pete, the girls are performing at free will, you know..." "Yeah, but the missus...," Peter tried hesitantly. "I did hear myself say just now that no one present will ever hold anything against you for what happens here. What happens here stays here, so the missus will never know, and we will love you and her no less because of it. But if you really don't want to participate that's all right. You can put on your trousers, if they are already off that is, and simply enjoy your drink and our company." And that's how Pete walked around, red faced and clearly showing a boner in his trousers. Later we learned that not every girl did participate as well, but we were not aware of this at that time. Love angels were on hand to jump in. It turned out to be a mind-boggling experience which ignited my wildest imagination. A big part of the fun was not knowing who we were intimate with. A crossover between a daydream and the real thing. And it was very real. Feeling more action was in store I would have liked this prelude to be a mere heating up. It was not to be. I didn't want to spill my beans just yet, but a certain colleague decided differently. Was it Linda, whom I had come to know as a wild party animal when we found ourselves at the Club Paradise last year? (See my story Club Paradise.) Or Nicole, who I had the hots for ever since I started working at our enterprise? Or my desk mate the blonde Bibi with the huge tits, or even maybe Karen, the flat-chested somewhat bashful brown head, also from mine and Bibi's department? Whoever it was, she brought me deliberately to the very brink of ecstasy, steering me right over the edge into the abyss of bliss. Just the same as with my dinner mates. The panting changed to growling as we reached that freeing orgasmic feeling. One after the other we lost our composure and tumbled over the pinnacle as each shot his jism into the eager mouth of his benefactor. The room was slowly permeated with the distinct smell of sperm. --- The girls reappeared again. Karen walked back to her chair to my left and gave me a peck on my cheek, before she demurely slid back into her seat. Nicole frisked her way to my right, and jumped straight on Harold's lap. She straddled his legs facing her beaming colleague, and planted a big kiss on his mouth. Boy, did they go at it... their mouths were glued together as they French kissed like their life depended on it. And then Cynthia appeared, the hot blonde chick I had made acquaintance with in the Club Paradise. The vixen friend of Linda strode to my side and slap thrust her tongue into my mouth. It definitely tasted like sperm. But was it mine? I did not have the pleasure to have ever tasted any other men's seed, so I couldn't really tell. As my cock gave a twist I simply gave in and responded her prodding with a serious make out. As she eventually settled on my lap, she smiled and whispered to me that she had enjoyed her second blow job with me immensely. So it wasn't a colleague of mine after all... Cynthia told me she had helped her friend Linda to set up this party, and since Karen hesitated on the job at hand she happily stepped in to give me a good lead-up to the night. As it appeared the girls gave us men a little taste of ourselves. This encouraged our sexual zest and most dicks started to change from limp to a new promise. I felt a bit awkward when we were supposed to stand up. All the girls still wore their clothes, but most men were naked from the waist down. Except for Pete off course. Some could hoist their trousers back on, but mine had slipped of my feet and fallen down somewhere below the table where I couldn't fetch them. But the girls already had seen and tasted our weaponry, so what was there to be ashamed of? I shrugged my shoulders, stood up and boldly strode out of the room in a pride manner. --- Cynthia escorted us men downstairs to the chamber below the dinner room, a round chamber the size of the big table above. Now we could see the other side where the action had been taken place. With a push on a button Cynthia opened the ceiling which glided away smoothly. This increased the height of the room with something like a yard, the underside of the table becoming the new ceiling. All around the wall at the height where the floor had disappeared a footrest remained, forming a sort of balconet without the railing. Looking up slantwise to the opposite side of the ceiling we could see the legs and knees of the girls, their feet right on the edge of the footrest, with the tablecloth draped over their laps. Another button started the entire floor of the room to rise up halfway the original height of the chamber. Cynthia pointed out individual platforms on the ground, which were all around the room adjacent to the wall. Each had its own buttons with which the platform could be elevated to the desired height. We all stepped onto a platform, including Pete. Cynthia helped him to loosen his trousers and free his willie from its cramped confinement. His pecker, being the only one present who had not yet had the pleasure of a release, sprang immediately upward pointing straight at the ceiling. As Cynthia stepped of Pete's platform she pushed his rise-button sending him upwards in the direction of the knees of one of our colleagues. Later I heard that Cynthia had set Pete up with Bibi, because Bibi had shown a very willing enthusiasm. Surely she would break Pete´s reserves. His face became even redder as his ascend had stopped, his scalp nearly touching the table and his head right between Bibi's knees. Bibi had her legs already spread wide in anticipation of what was going to happen. Pete's eyes stared straight at her crotch from a very up-close and personal distance. Very likely his head was overwhelmed now with both an eye boggling intimate sight and a heady scent from Bibi´s sex permeating through her knickers, right into his brain. It was obvious that little was left of his reserves now since his boner was leaking diligently. All men followed Pete's example. Standing on my platform I pushed the button to adjust my position. Part of the fun was not knowing who I would meet up there. In a moment I would be face to face with an intimate feminine spot I had hitherto never seen. The anticipation of ogling the panties covered cunt of one of my female colleagues was intoxicating. It's always a big turn-on to look a girl between the legs, especially if she is familiar and not available. And more so if she can't see you. Isn't there a peeping Tom hidden in every man? It's a big part of the daydreams I have frequently at the office, or anywhere else for that matter. The girl I was allotted to kept her knees pressed together. Now was this the reserved Karen? I almost lost hope for any real fun in the next half hour or so. Just my luck, I thought. If I didn't stand a chance to get intimate with her I should at least have a prolonged glimpse at that sacred patch of her. Eager to try and loosen her up a bit I lightly stroked her calves upon which she parted her knees slightly. Hesitantly at first, but with a little insistence from my side she soon opened her thighs a little bit more. I was rewarded with a perfect view at her private parts. She wore sheer black knickers, which were utterly see through. At a mere 15 inch distance I could see absolutely clear the lay-out of her entire pussy underneath. The outer labia were bulging against the fabric, forming a nice cleft in the middle. To the top of her slit the emergence of her clit from its hood was very manifest as it bulged magnificently outwards. And not a single hair in sight, she wore her wares clean shaven. Surely she had never thought anyone of us would see this. What a hot girl Karen appeared to be! I had never guessed she would wear such sexy underwear that showed her sex off like that. And what a treasure she had underneath. Her husband Frank must be a happy man. I couldn't resist touching that tempting mound. Both my hands lay lightly on Karen's knees, and I very slowly let them glide towards her inner thighs, at the same time gently pushing her legs further apart. A shiver went through her legs, but she didn't give any indication of doubt or regrets. Not discouraged by her reaction, or lack thereof, I carried on even more purposeful until my fingers came very close to her sex. Very cautiously I placed my index finger on her crevice. Slowly I moved it up and down that smooth slash, gradually applying more and more pressure on the gusset of her knickers. Moisture started to seep through, so I withdrew my finger for a short time to have a first taste of Karen's nectar. The chatting among the girls that went on thus far began to peter out. The distinct scent of sex hung in the air. The lively chatter had been replaced by silence, and then by deep sighs and soft moaning. All conversation had stopped because of what we were doing underneath the table. Above all the panting I heard the high pitched shrieks of Caroline, our front desk secretary, who had during the previous round found the pleasure of devouring the pussy pleaser of our boss Corey. According to the direction of her voice she was now probably being serviced by Mark. Mark had been blown during the first round by his marketing desk mate Linda, who had orchestrated all these festivities. Nicole, the foremost center of my daydreams, was clearly in trouble as she was being eaten out by our boss Corey right next to me. And Harold feasted himself on Linda's delicatessen. I decided it was time to test the waters with Karen. My manhood stood at full mast and was ready to take a change. But I didn't want to blow things with Karen. I hoped this went down well for I really liked my A-cupped married-with-two-children desk mate with that sweet smile. Surely there was not going to be a second change if I screwed up. But what could really go wrong? She didn't know yet it was me between her thighs, so fucking up wouldn't mean that much would it? Only a temporarily setback I guess, for the repercussion would be that she closed her thighs on all of us for now and leave the party running for her hubby. And what a waste that would be considering her treasures. But she did open her knees for me just now and her fluids had already begun to flow. So surely she must be warmed up already, having witnessed the action before and having felt my finger on top of her coochy? Only a small insistence with my hands was enough to open Karen up completely. Standing against the wall with my head between her thighs I homed in on her gash and pressed my lips on hers. With only that sexy knickers of her in between us. I sucked all the honey I could get right through her pants out of her box. That sweet fragrance was a knock out. I became a bit lightheaded. My nose pressed firmly against her clit rubbing over it as my tongue lashed her panties covered slash. Distinctive groans reached my happy ears. I did something good for sure. With my eager pleasure tool dripping good I pulled her soaked panty crotch to the side and let my tongue slip deep into her luscious baby oven. Karen turned out to be one very hot MILF. What a thrill to feast on that sacred temple which had been so very close during so many working hours but at the same time was so unattainable. Now that she had opened up for me I went for it and gave her a major therapy. My tongue went in and out of her furnace in a fury and lapped away at her sanctum. I started working her pussy real good now with my lips and tongue, and as I ate her out Karen's breathing became more and more rushed and shallow. She breached Corey's rules by putting her hands under the tablecloth, got hold of my head and pulled me close against her crotch. She rode my face with fierce bucking of her hips and climaxed on my tongue. She screamed out her first orgasm and worked on another. My face wet with Karen's snatch slobber I stepped away from my platform as it had settled down again on the floor. One by one all male members of our party assembled again in the middle of the room. I smiled at Harold and Mark, my two close buddies. As myself they looked equally happy and sported some major erections. Aroused by our soul feast we were as ready as we could be for whatever would come next. --- When we came back to the dining room all girls were gone. This was a bit of a disappointment. But Cynthia who had come along with us told us they were gone off to prepare for the next round. She handed out blue pills saying "You are only at the beginning of this night's indulgences. As some of you already will have experienced the ladies can be very demanding. They certainly wouldn't like it to be let down if you were not able to stand up to your task... So feel free to use this Viagra, for a little chemical enhancement won't harm you and will for sure enhance your durability. In the end it will make all the difference." After we had swallowed down our stamina enhancers we went looking for the girls. Cynthia steered us through a hallway into a small ante chamber. Here we had to wait because the girls were not yet ready for us. "As soon as the ladies are prepared and in position a light will go on above that door. That will be your signal to proceed. Through the door you come in a corridor where you'll find some of the girls. Mind you, they will not be all the women of your party and there will be some other chicks as well. But it is a free ride. The girls presented are..., well, will be ready for you and there will be no need for a restrained approach..." And with that said Cynthia disappeared and left us to ourselves. The atmosphere was one of eager expectations, since we were already heated and the Viagra started to work as an aphrodisiac. I had lost my trousers during the first round and hadn't seen it in the elevators chamber. Others were bottomless as well sporting nice erections like me, and some were still fully clothed. But I sensed also some restraint. Pete stood a bit to the side and fidgeted on his trousers. Off course he was still in a very agitated state, his hard-on tenting his trousers and all, but evidently was not completely at ease with the situation. Corey once again tried to reassure him saying that all that happened here was completely safe between the attendees. No need to get excited about that. I do believe Pete did let go a bit of his pent up feelings, I even noticed a sheepish smile on his face. Physically Pete was a young healthy virile man, his body functioning with all the right responses. So I'm certain he must have the same horny feeling we all did, and his mind was probably full of lascivious and immodest visions of our colleagues in very compromising situations. Club Paradise Ch. 02 Suddenly the light above the door went on. The corridor was some 20 feet wide and circular in form. The inner wall of the corridor formed a half circle, and that wall included 6 holes every ten feet or so. The holes themselves measured approximately two feet in diameter. Through the holes were some kind of tables just like massage benches. On the benches were girls alright, but only half their torso's and legs could be seen. The arms and heads were not in the corridor itself but in the room behind the wall. The hole was sealed of right below the breasts with a cloth that blocked out every view. We could not be certain who these girls actually were. But with our newly acquired knowledge during the last round we helped each other out pointing out who we recognized. This only accounted for almost certainly Bibi and Linda, and maybe Caroline. Definitely not Karen. I walked the corridor up and down to be certain, but Karen was not amongst the girls. I did see a few others which were definite not our colleagues. And there was an empty bench. As I reached the far end during my inspection of the ladies there were two blokes I hadn't seen before. They had just appeared through the door at the other end of the corridor and engaged themselves right away with the first woman they had come upon. But that was our Bibi in that last hole... The men were busy caressing Bibi's legs from toe to thigh, each working their own leg. Bibi lay motionless on her bench, her buttocks right on the edge. She moved with every manipulation these strange hands gave her. A sense of envy crept through my body as she was my desk mate. Who were these intruders and what gave them the right to get involved with our Bibi. I stepped to the bench to get involved in an effortless attempt to claim her back. Remembering Cynthia's words it dawned on me that the corridor was free grounds for all who entered, and every single girl was available to all. I had to stand by and watch how Bibi was being used by these complete strangers. And use her they did. After the initial stroking of the legs they ripped her knickers of her hips and yanked it down to her feet. One guy took his engorged cock in his hand. He greased the bulbous cock head quickly at the entrance of Bibi's soggy opening, and then pushed forward penetrating her womanhood with his thick meat. After the preliminary stimulations Bibi's pussy was well lubricated with her slick juices, so the thick piercer went in with amazing ease. With one smooth push the penetrator was rooted to the hilt. Taking hold of both ankles number one guy pulled Bibi's legs wide apart as he began to fuck her in earnest. His cock disappeared over and over again in her cunt in an intense pace. The puffed up outer lips were pushed aside as that mighty rod squished his way inside. Grumps were heard from the other side of the cloth where Bibi's head must be. Unthought-of I experienced this brutal taking of Bibi as very erotic. My already stiff member liked what it saw and became even more erect. A thrilling feeling crept up my spine as the two invaders pierced her relentlessly with their spears. As the first had fucked her for some five minutes, the other took over treating her possibly even rougher. Without pause Bibi was being fucked over and over again by these two villains. It looked more like a brutal assault than a strong lovemaking session. But then this had nothing to do with love and everything with pure animalistic lust. The setting was not one for mutual and balanced passion, more the use of sexual liberties and the abuse thereof. The men were in a frenzy now. They started to team tag Bibi. Each of them held one of her legs up and to the side so her thighs were obscenely wide. Both men stood close to her crotch and alternately stuck their man-meat into her. Bibi´s sex was nothing more to them than a sheath they used to put their cocks in in an attempt to get their rocks off. After some thorough thrusting they both reached their goal. One after the other exploded in orgasm pumping Bibi's twat full off sperm. As one retreated his shrinking dick the other penetrated the last time and with some fierce pumping the second load of white fuck-froth filled her cunt to the brim. As they let her feet go, she still lay bucking on her bench, her legs wide apart, her gaping slit oozing with cum. As the men continued their way down the corridor I stepped in and pushed my raging hard-on into Bibi's belly for the first time in my life. Not an act that made me proud though. It wasn't even satisfactory. After only a minute of pumping movements in her thoroughly used and sloppy slit I withdrew my meat again. This was not how my first fuck with Bibi should be. I patted her thigh in an attempt to say 'thank you' for using her cunt, if even for just a short time. Fortunately she didn't know it was me. It felt strange to me that witnessing the act by the two strangers had turned me on so strongly, but doing that same deed myself felt a bit degrading. I went on to see the other females, and to check what went on in the corridor. As I stumbled upon the next bench my prick made a significant twist in acknowledging the erotic nature of what took place. Corey was pumping some unknown twat and exactly the same feeling I had witnessing the taking of Bibi by the two strangers returned right away. I didn't know who the happy girl was that received Corey's attention. The mere physical act of the fucking itself seen in close up and unattached to the female who was being fucked, did have an explicit effect on my libido. Or was it the Viagra? I had no problem stepping in as Corey finished inside this pussy. As soon as he vacated the cock-socket I rooted my cock in the gaping and sodden cunt and danced my rod in that well fucked oven. It was really hot to be inside this scorching cunny. The walls closed in on my pride and gave me a very pleasant tight fitting sensation. Now the mere deed of fucking was satisfactory. After all this woman had laid herself down here for a reason, and I for one provided her with what she was longing for. Meanwhile I enjoyed doing what I did, and after my boss this ended in a fierce orgasm for me as well. Now I must admit that sloppy seconds are not my favorite. The good thing of a freshly used pussy already oozing with sperm is that it's well prepared and ready for a really good pounding. It's hot, sexually hot, and physically hot as well. And the vagina is well lubricated, coated with a hot layer of natural grease, ready for a merciless ongoing pistoning, no matter how tight the twat in question might be. What I don't like about sloppy seconds is the eating out. Licking clean an overflowing spunk bucket, nah, it's simply not my thing. My experience with libido enhancers until this moment was nil since I never had met any problems getting it up. But I had never required so much commitment from my little friend. Boy, did the Viagra have advantages in the fuck corridor. After emptying my gonads my prick didn't go limp all the way and was up and ready for use again within a matter of minutes. Stepping to the next bench my heart made a double beat as the lovely Linda was on display there. I had seen her cunt in action before, as a matter of fact on my own cock not half a year ago in the Club Paradise. It was no surprise to me that she lay ready to be ravished. Being the hot party girl she is, and frequenting the next door Club Paradise made it obvious she had opted to be one of the bench girls. Off course she had already been taken advantage of. No doubt her pussy was heated up and well fucked by now. Surely I gave her what was coming to her; another nice shot of my precious seed. A second time I spilled my juices in that hot and tight fuck-cave. She squeezed my stick with her amazing cuntal muscles until I had to let go another fresh load of my baby-batter. O that feeling of losing myself in the intimacy of a woman's womb. Perspiring all over my body, I sank down on a bench against the outer wall of the corridor, overlooking half of the space. All women within my sight were being occupied. Linda, who had just been filled up with Corey and mine spunk was now being serviced by both Mark and Harold. They had teamed up and worked the entire corridor from the other side. The second woman, who was definitely not one of ours, was now busy with an unknown male. Off course all participants were unknown to the girls, for they had their heads outside the corridor in the inner room, and it was impossible to look into the corridor or vice versa to the outside. But the guy wasn't ours as well. Probably some other dude from the club. Pete stood between Bibi's legs. As he looked around somewhat timidly I put my thumbs up in his direction giving him a big smile. He shrugged his shoulders, smiled back and lined his weapon with Bibi's cunt to take possession of her. He had already spent some considerable time in the close proximity of her sex during the elevator room session. And now he overcame his shyness with this lovely colleague of us and finally entered her vagina. His big rod was at full strength now as he inched his way inside. Taking hold of Bibi's hips he started to pound into her. Apparently he didn't have the problems I encountered with Bibi. At long last he lost himself completely as he rocked his nuts off in that slick slit of our sweet colleague. With an audible grunt and a few last fierce slaps he grounded his rod into Bibi's sex as he came to a full stop. Holding on to her thighs I noticed how he bucked against her lap, no doubt spilling his sperm deep into her inner recesses. Overcoming any doubts of what I was supposed to do here I stood up regenerated and with my dick pointing the direction. I went on to the last three females. Number four was drenched in sweat, her crotch covered with a shining white sticky goo. I took a towel which lay nearby and cleaned the most surplus gooey from the triangle between her thighs. Her cunt was gaping wide, inviting my spear. I folded the towel and put it with the dry side up under her buttocks so she wasn't lying anymore in the immense puddle of spunk which had gathered there. She wiggled her upper legs in gratitude. I enjoyed a nice ride in her well lubricated tunnel. She squeezed me good, but I avoided coming in her. I wanted to taste the other fruit as well. After this warming up snack I proceeded to number five. Earlier this bench had been empty, but now the bottom half of a ladies body lay to my disposal. Who was she? I'm almost certain it had to be Cynthia. She did have an absolute bald beaver, just like I knew Cynthia has. And it makes sense that she had taken her place only later because she had accompanied us first. With new energy I drowned myself into this pool of lust. First I feasted myself on that honey pot by devouring the nectar which oozed from her slit. Off course her juice was diluted somewhat with the spending of someone who had visited her before me. But her intoxicating scent got my mind obsessed. I had to admit it was an estranging erotic rapture to taste other men's seed. At least it did enhance the intense atmosphere. I lost myself in those slick fold of Cyn's cunt. She started to ooze out more of her liquid. Boy what a feast. Even more erect I finally mounted the carnal fuck bitch. And fuck we did. With long slow thrusts I pounded her hole merciless. And she didn't stay inactive herself. This seasoned lust beast scourged my meat with her internal cunt muscles. Excruciatingly slowly Cyn led me to higher and higher levels of ecstasy. There was only one way out - over the top. Nearly unconsciously from the intense experience I lost myself again in the bottomless pit of a severe merciless temptress. Le petit mort, as the French call it. The small death. Swimming through infinite deep crevices of female flesh, feeling utterly empty, emptied to the last drip, squeezed out completely. Wondering if I would ever be able to get it up again. Sure, no problem. But not this time in the corridor. The last girl was our lovely Caroline, the blonde babe who under normal circumstances smiled at you from the other side of her front desk. Now only her nether mouth smiled at me. No way I could do her this time. But I had to sample her, so I dived between her legs and had another taste of that absorbing tangy mixture of female essence and manly juice. Maybe I was developing a relish for sloppy seconds... --- We all gathered again in the ante-room where Cynthia had left us before the festivities in the corridor started. With beaming smiles we acknowledged we had taken part in a weird event. A really crazy hot and intense one. The focused concentration solely on the sexual act itself, without considerations for the female participants was extraordinary lecherous. Resulting in an unprecedented sense of freedom without consequences. After a quarter of an hour the ladies joined us. Unlike the men they were not in the nude, even though they didn't wear the clothes they had started the evening in. Without exception they wore very sexy underwear now. Clad in silky lingerie the girls whirled around us in a flurry of red and black. Linda carried a big bag out of which came outfits for us men, although that did not amount to much. The briefs that were distributed were barely enough to hide our equipment. Luckily our hard-ons had been taken care off, at least for the time being. After two hours wherein we all had experienced at least two discharges, and most of us even more, we were able to keep our instruments tucked away. "As you have noticed this place is not your ordinary restaurant," Linda spoke to our assembly. "It's a place famous within a small group of selective enterprises and wealthy connoisseurs. In fact it's like a club for members only. This house of wonders comprises a lot of well thought out possibilities for lustful entertainment and dirty parties, like the elevator room underneath the big dining table. The most recent modification is the corridor we've just used. Or for the women just some of us. There's a lot more, but that's for another time," Linda said smiling. "I'm sure this has been a new and outrageous experience for the most of you," she went on. "Conceivably some of you are still a bit reserved, but it's also good to see that Pete here managed to overcome his reservations." "These premises are adjacent to the Club Paradise, a place of fun already known to some of you. Actually, the other door in the corridor leads to this club. Possibly you've noticed a few men coming from there. The other unknown participants in our last activity were from another party in this house." "Now we can all visit the Club Paradise from now on anytime you want. You're all enrolled as members for as long as you are with our company. I do invite all of you to come along with me in a short while and I'll show you around. We do understand if some of us have had enough for today, and want to leave now. No problem there, but please join us again this Sunday at 2 AM, when we will continue our exploration of this house and its hidden treasures, like the carousel room." We all broke out in conversation in hushed tones, a range of possibilities in mind. I stopped at Bibi. "Yes Paul, that was me at the far end of the corridor. And am I right that you only joined me for a short time, and patted my thigh afterwards?" "Yeah, that was me," I had to admit. "Ah, that was so cute. Although I wouldn't have mind your attention for a longer time. But I have the feeling you will make up to me very shortly..." As Bibi said this she touched my cock through my briefs, provoking my bulge to swell again. For me a clear signal to smooth the front of her black silken panty. Now being certain I had seen its contents no more than an hour ago I was delighted to feel her up, and cup that magnificent buttocks of hers. Off course this meant my cock was further on the rise to another staggering erection. "O my, look at your briefs Paul, now at last I see the head of that lovely love-stick of my desk mate," Bibi giggled. And indeed my dick head had emerged from my briefs and stuck out in the open. "Surely you will join me to the Paradise Club and be my chaperone Paul?" "Sure Bibi, your wish is my command, it's my pleasure," I answered. "But I do hope Nicole will join us as well..." * to be continued * Club Paradise Ch. 03 The last Friday before Christmas we had an extraordinary company dinner in a special place. It turned out to be a club for insiders only. On the outside it was a fancy upscale restaurant, but as the night went on it became clear the venue housed entertainment of a very adult nature. After dinner we made intimate acquaintance with our co-workers in a one-on-one setting, although somewhat anonymous. Now I think of it, all actions thus far were semi-veiled. The last lust-feast was more or less a gangbang in a corridor where the ladies on duty remained anonymous to the male participants, and the bangers remained nameless to the bangees. In the wall were six holes two feet wide through which the girls jutted out into the corridor, laying on benches. From the tits upwards they remained outside the corridor, their identity concealed by a cloth partition in the hole. The female variant of the infamous glory hole. The party was suspended until Sunday 2 AM. Then we will plunge further into the secretive enjoyments the pleasure house has to offer. In the meantime, for those colleagues who like to deepen their acquaintance with each other, we went to the next-door Club Paradise. Club Paradise is not as secretive and exclusive as the restaurant of pleasures. It's a swingers club, the one where I've been last summer in the company of Linda. This earlier visit to the club is chronicled in my story Club Paradise. Linda turned out to be a regular guest there. She is our girl from marketing who organized the Christmas festivities this year. We followed Linda through the end door of the corridor into the Club Paradise. The door itself was a recent adjustment to the place, but with the exception from the room we entered the club was as I remembered it. With play rooms on the second floor, and downstairs a bar area with a dance floor and food stalls. To the side were several alcoves, each with big couches in a U-formation around a low table. On the other end of the bar was a big orgy room, with a high round pyramid-like platform in the middle. The lay-out of the accommodation was completed with a change area with lockers and shower facilities. And through the changing room there was the pool area. Since we had come in through the House of Pleasure already dressed to the occasion, we didn't have to use the changing room. But since this was a good time for a shower we ended there all the same. There were solo cubicles as well as showers for bigger groups. I ended up with Harold, Bibi and Nicole in a group stall. We helped each other lathering up and rinse off, using our time to get more familiar with each others bodies. The soaping up bit took al lot of time, since we made ample use of this occasion to explore each other's thus far hidden treasures. Off course I already knew Bibi's big hooters and Nicole's smallish B-sized tits, but I had never had the pleasure to admire them in the flesh, let alone fondle those beauties outside of my daydreams. Harold and I switched the ladies a few times so we all got a good hold of each other. The ladies made themselves heard of as well, since I felt a lot of touching on my butt and down between my legs. My balls got a lot of attention, as well as my rod. At one time Bibi made sure my crown was spit spot. She knelt on the floor, withdrew my foreskin and swirled her tongue all around my tip and underneath its rim for a thorough cleaning. Apparently Nicole did the same to Harold, who moaned just as me, his hands clutching the raven black hair of Nicole at crotch height. As the girls stood up they gave our members a good squeeze, switched places and started the procedure all over again. Off course I sported a considerable boner again after that prolonged cuddling and fondling, let alone the oral attention by two angels. But we put our skimpy cloths back on after our shower session, leaving our cravings as a promise for later. Clad only in our briefs and the girls in their lingerie we hooked up again with the rest of our party. Cynthia had gathered the clothes from the restaurant for those of us who decided to leave. The colleagues we waved goodbye with well wishes until Sunday afternoon were Karen, Pete, Mark and Caroline. I wouldn't have mind ogling at the very lovely Caroline, our blonde secretary. Or even better still see her in some intimate action. Hopefully Sunday afternoon would cover that. And the same applied to Karen. Corey stayed, although his physical participation was limited to drinking at the bar. Nicole, Bibi, Harold and I followed Linda, Corey and Cynthia into the bar. We settled ourselves in an empty alcove. After a beverage Harold asked Nicole for a dance and Bibi and I followed suit. After the first song Cynthia joined us and playfully started a dance battle with Bibi for my attention. At the end they got me sandwiched between them, whispering obscene suggestions in my ears. Cynthia took liberties with my cock slipping her hand inside my briefs. With a firm grip on my dick she guided me back to our alcove. Corey had settled at the bar and was talking to the sensual barmaid, leaving the alcove to us. Linda, Harold and Nicole were in an intimate embrace on one settee, so Bibi, Cyn and I settled ourselves on the opposite couch. A lot of petting and stroking went on, with hands going absolutely everywhere. Before long my fingers were sticky from the goo which oozed from the girls vaginas. My hands went in and out of their lingerie, sneaking my fingers in those dripping slashes. In return, they played my pleasure rod and freed me from my tight briefs. Frolicking on the couch with these two vixens was an eventful feast. Cynthia wore a basque which stayed on, but her knickers came off as I got my fingers around the side straps and yanked them down to her feet. She immediately pushed her twat on my face, forcing me to lick her out. Not that I had any reservations. Bibi settled for my cock and started to suck on it. What a delight to feel her luscious lips engulf my manhood. How often had I envisioned this as I was sitting opposite her at my desk. Her panty-clad pussy now rubbed against my left leg. She kept her slit in close contact, so I could feel how she wiggled her fingers between us and scratched her clit. Then she put them inside her knickers and started to finger herself. Suddenly my cock was in the open again as she let my meat slip out of her mouth. She lifted her legs from my limbs and squatted over my hips. With one hand she steadied herself by holding on to Cynthia's arm, the other grabbing my pole to hold me upwards. For the second time that day my boner sank into her hot cave. Slowly she pushed her sex all the way down over my erection. Sitting down on my groin she kept me deep inside of her, uttering a profound sigh. Even though Cynthia had my head locked between her thighs and her vulva I could clearly hear Bibi's moaning. Surely Bibi had craved this moment just as much as I had. I assaulted Cynthia's sex with fresh gusto. Lapping her labia I slithered my tongue up and down through her slit, dipping my tongue deep inside her cunt as I passed her entrance. My hands gripped the sides of her buttocks as if I needed to prevent her from getting her pussy away from my mouth. I ended with my mouth sucked firmly onto her clitoris. I vacuumed her clit so it came even more out of its hood. With the very tip of my tongue I merciless tickled her sensitive nerve bud until she climaxed. Her orgasm washed over her, sending rumbles and shivers through her body from her clit to her head and back to her toes. As she had come down from her climax I tapped Cynthia's thighs on which she rose up from my face. She understood I wanted to give Bibi my full attention now. Meanwhile Bibi had worked me up, but after my earlier orgasms at the dinner table and in the corridor another one was not an issue yet. She uncunted me, turned around into a 69 position and slowly lowered her mound towards my mouth. Hovering only an inch above my face she teasingly moved her dripping wet snatch forward and backward, filling my nose with her intoxicating sex pheromones. My brain went into overdrive, and although my dick soared again I knew my state of excitation was futile for the time being. But the feeling was tremendous. I was finally in the intimate position I had coveted so often. I reached my hands up to Bibi´s thighs and pulled her down, docking her box on my hungry mouth. Bibi started humping me, pressing her groin onto me and rubbing her twat over my nose. Meanwhile I found her clit and sucked it in; vacuum clued my mouth to it. Boy, did I suck her pleasure-bud. Happily she hung on to her clitty, as otherwise I even might have sucked it of completely. I felt her nub enlarge under my squishing. Bibi didn't remain unmoved. She writhed her hips wildly, unable to lie still under my control. As jolts jerked through her lower torso I only barely managed to stay onto her clit. With screams that attracted the attention over nearly everyone present in the bar her body went into serial convulsions. All I could do was clamp myself on top of her, and ride with her orgasm. After Bibi's orgasmic bliss we cuddled on the couch, giving each other French kisses and nearly acting as a couple in love. It was an experience I'll cherish: a new introduction to someone I know very well but on a completely different level. Meanwhile Cynthia tried to restore my former state of excitement. My member disappeared in her wet 'n hot sucking mouth. With expertise she swirled her tongue all over my dick making me rise again to outstanding proportions. As my member was fully engorged again I disentangled myself from Bibi's embrace, gave Cynthia a big smile and sank down between Bibi's thighs. As before in the corridor I entered that wet treasure of my desk mate. But unlike the first time it felt really good now. No feeling of cold abuse or degrading her. With every minute my lust for Bibi grew bigger, even though I'm not into big tits at all. I prefer small titties, from cup A up to a firm C-cup. But man, Bibi, my close colleague, what a thrill. My little friend was a very happy boy now. As a well greased eel he slithered in and out of Bibi's snot pot, frolicking around in the dark. He felt at home there, and since I was not in a hurry he took his time and wallowed in his blessedness. Slowly my excitement grew again to new heights. We were in a basic missionary position on the couch, my hips pounding into her groin and my upper torso hovering above hers, my weight supported by my arms. Bibi stared into my eyes with a bright smile on her face. I couldn't hold myself up forever, so after the first minutes I made a move as to lower myself on top of her. She stretched her arms upwards inviting me into her embrace. We kissed again, and rubbed our noses together, all the time keeping our joined genitals in motion. To get my weight off her chest I vacated her cunt temporarily and moved in an aside position, the front of my torso turned towards her left side. I shoved my hips under her legs and penetrated her again from her posterior. She turned her head to her left so we were facing each other again. With her rack now within easy reach I started playing with it. But all that wobbling and quivering female flesh, to me that's not a very appetizing sight. I said before I much more prefer small tits, which are firmer and can be hold within the grip of one hand. Then again, I'm not averse to Bibi's boobies, so I got hold of her big left breast and hung onto it, lapping her teat. Cynthia had disappeared, probably to team up with some other party folk. Bibi and I happily sexed on for somewhat like an hour, most of which we managed to stay connected at the hips. During my pleasure time with Bibi and Cynthia Harold had been in a similar position. As I came around and could give them my full attention again, I saw a broad smile on Harold's face. Stripped from his sparse clothing as well he lay nestled between Linda and Nicole. He had his head on Linda's thigh close to her cunny, his fingers still playing with her love hole. Linda's head was on his belly like it was a cushion. Streaks of sperm crossed her face, from her lips over her cheeks into her black tresses. I could not deny feeling a pang of jealousy. How I wished it had been my seed Nicole had tasted. But then Bibi had had that pleasure, and that made me feel very happy indeed, so there was no real ground for envy. After regaining our strength a bit we went to the bar leaving the lingerie that had come off behind. We enjoyed a nice glass of wine, completely in the buff, taking in the activities around us. Corey was still heavily engaged in conversation with the blonde barmaid. Our attention was drawn to the party area with the pyramid platform. Some action went on surrounding a young redhead. We took our drinks and got a closer look. The redhead was lying on her back on top of the platform, her legs down along one side. Her hands and feet were being held apart by Velcro strips. A big black man was munching away at her pussy, meanwhile stroking the big tool between his legs. His cock was slowly on the rise, filling with blood as he stimulated his apparatus. The people around this little scene hollered enthusiastic and cheered him on. Under loud applause the man got up and put his thick meat against the entrance of the petite redhead. She was positioned on the platform in a way he could reach her goodies with his tool by standing straight. His working on her love box had apparently not been for her pleasure but solely as preparation for his assault. The tight vulva already slick with his spit his mighty spear penetrated the poor girl merciless. Because his weapon was simply humongous the intrusion into the vagina took some time, and the progress was only very slow. Inch by inch he took possession of the girl. As he finely bottomed out on her, the girl was clearly in tears. A foxy lady consoled her and whispered something to her. She held on to the girls hands as the black guy started hammering into her. His action was met by approving uproar from the bystanders. The girl rested her fate as there was no getting out of it. The black man´s fuck ended with his retracting of his shining tool, aiming it at the girl's tits. Some thugs on his meat made the rampant cock spit out its spunk, which landed on the girl's upper torso and all the way on top of her face and into her red hair as well. At the end, as her ordeal was finely over, she managed to produce a smile on her face. Her first Big Black Cock was after all a milestone not to be pondered on lightly. As the redhead was freed from her fixed position the crowd dispersed a bit. Linda whispered something to Bibi, looking in my direction, but out of earshot due to the buzz around us. Her face broke out in a smile as the girls came towards me. They both took me by an arm, coaxing me towards the platform. Lin told me to get on top of the pyramid and lay on my back. Bibi added to keep still and trust her and let them do to me what they wanted. I was still naked, and now very aroused from the live show by the redhead and her black fuck mate. My cock started to grow again. Linda produced a metal ring approximately 1.5 inch in diameter, and after lubricating my staff with her mouth she shoved the ring over my cock, pushing it all the way down to the root. Tight against my balls the blood was kept from running out of my penis, prominently showing the veins on my cock as they wind around my meat forming clear blue cords. Bibi's fingers fluttered up and down on my shaft, delicately stimulating my engorged member. All this attention made for a formidable stiff fuck stick. Bibi and Linda took my member at hand stroking me to full erection. They alternately fondled my balls and stroked my rod. When they were satisfied the cock ring wouldn't come off anymore they stepped aside. I saw a row of ladies had formed to my left. The first in line climbed on the platform and stepped over my body squatting down. She was naked from the waist down, took my member in her hand as she squatted down and guided my tip between her full pussy lips. Her crotch was well groomed, allowing me and all spectators around to see her ripe engorged pussy lips. She gyrated her hips swaying her thighs but only slightly making her pussy move up and down on my cock. The crown of my member was well inside her twat, but not much more. I can't say she fucked me, she merely held my engorged mushroom trapped inside her tight snatch. Her cuntal muscles did a hell of a job though. They squeezed my boy merciless, bringing me gradually up the scale of enticement leaving me panting at the pinnacle. Suddenly the first woman stepped up and away to the other side, vacating my member. Although not surrounded by that hot furnace anymore, my cock stood stiff invariably. A cold air flow sent a shiver through my pecker, but as the next woman hovered already above my crotch the soothing pause was only short. Within seconds the tip of my member was already immersed again in another hot furnace. The tension returned immediately and rose even further again. My crown enclosed in a second slit, this blonde chick didn't fuck me either, she just held the very tip of my member in her tight vice. She rotated her pussy around my crown, all the while squeezing me with her cunt. One after the other some ten girls squatted on my pecker and dipped their quim over my dick. Maybe an inch or so. Bibi and Linda stood by and made sure no one really fucked me, or even tried to bottom out on me. The girls were only allowed to warm my helm, and tease me like hell with their hot twats. The last girl was a gorgeous young platinum blonde, probably only eighteen years old. She was so tight that Bibi had to help her spread her pussy lips and guide my glans into her yoni. Immediately I was stuck in the tiniest vice of them all. I got the feeling it was impossible to ever back down again. Linda held the petite cutie upright, and helped her slowly moving down. The girl didn't do much; she only trapped the first small part of me in her super tight slit. Only very slowly did she slide down on my thick meat. It took almost like eternity before you could see she made any progress at all. Meanwhile Bibi took care of her chest and massaged her almost non-existent breasts. She did manage to make the lasses nipples stand out. In the end they stood perked up and made her girly titties look very perky and tasty, although still extreme smallish. As my attention was diverted again to the girl's honey pot I saw she was only halfway down my pillar. It was a sight that burned into my brain forever, her very clean shaven tiny pussy pierced upon my heavy penis. Her squeezing tight vagina closed in heavily on my pecker. It made me feel very hot and virile, and made my horny state more and more agitated. The prolonged squeezing by a successive array of hot vaginas was beginning to take its toll. With so hot a young cunt pierced on top of my tool I started to lose it and gave in. Warmed up to the point of no return, a slow rising surge of hot bottled up seed welled up from my loins, forcing its way up from my nuts through my ducts, culminating in a huge load of burning sperm erupting in thick powerful streams inside the convulsing cunny my cock was lodged in. The poor girl's slit was already packed with my meat, and now a huge dose of spunk was fed into her as well, stream after stream, filling her up deep inside. A good thing I was only halfway inside her, leaving some room down there. The girlie, once lifted off my erection, was oozing long sticky strands of jism from her fuck hole. A warm applause surrounded us from all spectators standing by. The participating girls who had driven me nuts with their pussy dance curtsied to us and withdrew to the bar. "How did you enjoy your pussy chain, Paul?" Linda asked me. Still a bit wobbly on my feet I had to admit it was a special experience I would not lightly forget. Club Paradise Ch. 03 * to be continued *