2 comments/ 34504 views/ 29 favorites WOW, I'm An Exhibitionist Too! By: KissedMany None of my friends and family would ever believe I'd go to a sex club like this. They know me as a conservative, kind of prudish girl. I certainly won't be putting anything that happens here tonight on my Facebook page! That would sure change their view of me. When I found out my company was sending me to San Francisco for my very first out-of-town business conference, I researched the local swinger scene online and found this high class club called Eros Unleashed. Being that this was San Francisco, I double checked to confirm it was a heterosexual club. Not that I have anything against gay people, it's just that I'm not on their team. My fantasy of having anonymous sex in a safe place like this will hopefully happen tonight. That is, of course, if I don't chicken out. Last May during my last year of college, I shared a dorm room with a very promiscuous girl. Quite often she would sneak a boy into our room in the wee hours of the night and have sex with him just a few feet from my bed. She must have thought I was asleep but I was only faking it. It turned me on incredibly to see them humping each other. Every time she did it, I stroked my clit beneath the sheets until I came. I became a bit of a voyeur. I'm hoping to watch some couples having sex in this club tonight. For the last week, every time I thought of being among people having sex when I got to San Francisco, my vagina would simply gush with wetness. Ahhh. Fond memories. I graduated from college just less than a year ago and haven't had a steady boyfriend for so long I almost forget what sex feels like. Sometimes I get so horny, I use two vibrators at once, one for my pussy and the other to tickle my asshole. It would be too risky for my reputation in my small home town if I trolled for a one-night hookup in a local bar. But here, nobody knows me. Even a nice girl needs a real cock once in a while. My big problem with finding a boyfriend is my size, not wide but tall. I stand six foot three inches in my stocking feet. That was great for high school volleyball but the boys find it intimidating. I have a slim toned body because I work out three times a week and jog to train for a charity half marathon that is a big event every summer back home. And my breasts are a perky 36 C cup. So guys shouldn't be turned off by my body. One of these days, I will find the right guy and settle down, but right now I just want some good sex with a bunch of other folks and also watch them having good sex around me. Is that a crime? It took a long time for me to decide what to wear. I don't have any sexy, clubbing type tight dresses but I didn't want to wear something too conservative. So I finally decided on a semi-formal, light purple, bridesmaid's dress from my sister's wedding. It has a somewhat low front that shows off my cleavage. I bought a push-up bra back home just for tonight that really makes the tops of my breasts spill over and look really full. It's a summer sleeveless dress with a hem just above the knee. I'll likely be the most conservatively dressed woman here but that's the best I've got. One small problem is it has a long zipper down the back which is kind of hard to reach. I have to contort to reach it to pull down. Not good when the action gets hot. But what am I worried about, a guy will be pulling it down. Silly me. I bought some panties today at Victoria's Secret. It took me forever to find the right pair. I just went from feeling one silky pair to stroking another while fantasizing about some good looking guy peeling them down my legs. I almost regretted not bringing my trusty vibrator on the trip for back in my hotel room but then thought, "No way. You are going to get the real thing, girl." I finally decided on a deep red pair in the Brazilian style which has a broad band around my hips and a full enough bottom area to cover my full bush. The crotch area was very see-through and you can see my pubes and camel-toe notch quite easily through the shear fabric. I got red because if a man is seeing them, it's because I have decided to get soundly laid. The hornier he is by seeing my sexy undies, the more passionate he might hump me. God, when I just thought that I closed my eyes and envisioned a man's torso thudding into my body as he fucked me. My heart gave a bit of a panicky, erotic flutter. Girl, are you in heat or what? There was another big decision I had to make. Should I shave my privates? I have quite a bush and have never shaved it. Of course, I have always trimmed the sides as they say for a 'Bikini Trim' but it was a thick thatch elsewhere even down to my anus. My problem is that I work out at the gym with my girlfriends and if I shave bald after going to San Francisco they are going to know something is up. So I decided to trim the top area down but leave it full and then shave the lips and deep in the crack of my ass where the girlfriends can't see but any guy who wants to lick my pussy won't get a hair stuck in his throat. Gee, I hope that's okay. Almost all the nude pictures I see nowadays have girls shaved bald. Maybe variety will be a turn on for some great guy. If nobody wants me, I can always stroke my own privates while I watch other couples having sex. I have a small clutch handbag that is light purple to match my dress. I only have my wallet and a bit of makeup in it. As you can see, I'm the kind of person that likes to plan ahead. It's about 10:30. When I called, the host said that they open at eight but it's best to get there later when the action starts but not too late because people get a bit drunk and sometimes obnoxious in the wee hours. But she said not to worry, they had strict club rules that 'No means no.' Men were pretty much gentlemen in their club. That was a big relief. Here I am at the club entrance. I go in through the big black doors and up the stairs to the club on the second floor. I can hear the heavy beat of the music. I pay my fifty dollar entrance fee to the nice looking blonde girl with the sexy short dress and then here I am inside this den of depravity. I must look nervous because I am nervous. Over on the right, there's a long bar with stools. There are two couples there talking and three single guys that are looking out over the crowd like lions searching for prey. I shift my gaze away in a flash. It's too soon to lock eyes with anyone. Straight ahead there's a large open area for dancing with a DJ in a booth at the far end. A cheesy retro mirrored ball on the ceiling is reflecting light around the semi-dark room. A strobe light flashes briefly to complete the retro atmosphere. There are a dozen couples dancing to a heavy fast number as well as a group of five women dancing together, giggling and having a great fun time. Around the dance floor, there are high, small round tables with three or four tall barstools to sit on. About half the tables are occupied. There's a long stairway on the left wall that goes up to a higher floor where the website said was a 'Playroom'. I have to admit I just gulped nervously when I saw that stairway and remembered what was up at the top. I am not sure that when the time comes I will have the guts to make the 'Perp Walk' up those steps with everyone watching. I walk over to the bar. I need, I mean REALLY need a drink right now. I walk to the other side of the two couples so they are between the three single guys and me. I get a large margarita and gulp it down in a flash and order another. The bartender is a handsome, nice young man who laughs and shouts over the loud music, "Way to suck back that drink , love. Bet that will take the edge off. Welcome to Eros Unleashed!" "Thanks, I really needed to take the edge off. I'm a bit nervous. This is my first time in a place like this." "Don't worry a little bit. It's all good. You'll see. By the way, my names Dell." He smiled a big broad, friendly smile and offered his hand over the bar." I took it and gave him a rather limp and sweaty shake. "If you have any questions, just come and ask ol' Dell. I'm your guide to the pleasures of Eros Unleashed. My boyfriend and I go to a different club, however." He winked at me and gave me another big smile. I got his point. This, after all, is San Francisco. A handsome man in his mid-forties that had been talking to a woman next to me came over. "Hi, my name's Michael, what's yours?" The music is a bit loud and we have to bob our heads towards each other to hear. That means he stands very close and into my personal space more than I'm used to. He holds my bare upper right arm firmly as we talk. It's a bit intimate but I guess that's okay. I blurted out, "Ann, nice to meet you." Damn, I was going to use a fake name and there I go saying my real one. He slips his hand down to my waist and at first I panic that he is going for my butt but he stops and then pulls me firmly towards the woman he is with. I hesitate to grab my handbag from the bar and then allow him to direct me. "This is my wife, Catherine. Dear, this is Ann." She is a foxy forty and very well put together. She has dark blonde, professionally styled hair and an expensive beige cocktail dress that is very short and sexy. She has beautiful legs that deserve to be shown off. They make a very great, executive-looking power couple. She offers her hand and I shake it more firmly this time. "Hi, nice to meet you folks." I can feel Michael's hand kind of massaging my back from the base of my neck, down my spine to the small of my back and back up again. I'm a bit uncomfortable with this but it feels good and I don't want to look like some kind of prude by asking him to stop. Catherine doesn't seem to mind her husband touching me. "Hello, Ann. Great to meet you and what a beautiful dress." "Thanks. And your dress is just out of this world." What a refined couple. This swinging scene must have all types. Michael is just a bit shorter than me. He leans in a bit and says, "Are you from San Fran?" His hand goes a bit lower to the top of my butt as he gives me a cat-like smile. "No, I'm just in for a business conference." I don't want to reveal too much. "Right on. Well, we're glad you could visit our friendly club." On the word 'friendly' his left hand cups my right ass-cheek and he looks deep into my eyes for a reaction. I feel my eyes widen at the sudden groping. I step back enough to be out of easy reach without saying a word. He looks a bit disappointed but keeps a forced smile on his lips. Catherine pipes up loud enough to be heard over the music, "Yes, my dear you will find people like us in the club are VERY friendly. The women are just as friendly to pretty girls like you as the men." She sports a feline smile like her husband's. Okay, okay I get the point. But these folks seem a bit too old for me. I'm only twenty-three. If I was twenty years older I would be all over this attractive couple like white on rice. "Thanks, you guys are so nice to welcome me like that." I finish the half of the margarita that's left in two gulps. "Looks like I need another drink. I hope you guys have fun tonight. Thanks again." I go back to my place at the bar and ol' Dell is quick to give me another. I can feel a buzz coming on from the first two that I drank too quickly. I promise myself that this drink will last for an hour at least. The last thing I want is to get drunk. I want to remember all that happens when I wake tomorrow. I turn with my back to the bar and look out at the dance floor. A sexy 50 Cent tune is throbbing and more folks are up doing their thing. Several are in close embrace, humping each other with hands massaging butts. I've never seen that kind of dance. It must be some Latin or Black style. Wow, what a turn-on. I see a couple going up the stairs to the playroom. I can only imagine what happens up there. It's beginning to pull me like a magnet. I look to my left along the length of the bar. Fortunately I am tall enough to see over the couples, including Catherine and Michael, between the three single men and me who are intently looking out at the dance floor. There's an older man and two that might be late twenties to early thirties. The one younger guy has light brown hair is dressed a bit conservatively with grey slacks and a sports jacket. He's no Tom Cruise but not bad to look at. He looks like he hits the gym a bit. Nice. The other candidate is dressed in all black with tight pants and a T-shirt that seems to be painted on his ripped chest and six-pack. He's a bit skinny for my taste and his longish black hair gives him a delinquent Southern European look. He's handsome in a bad-boy type of way. I'm sure he has no trouble picking up ladies in these clubs. The third fellow seems more my cup of tea. I wonder how I get his attention without appearing to be a slut or something. He seems to be just staring out at the dancing crowd. The bad-boy character, on the other hand, is nervously scanning about like a hyena looking for a kill. Oh no. He spotted me looking at him. Shit, he's coming over. "Hi doll. You look great. Let's dance." He takes my hand and confidently starts to pull me towards the dance floor. Not a man of many words. I try to think of some kind of excuse to get out of this. I'd rather get to know the other, more civilized guy. I've never understood why girls fall for the bad-boy type. "Sorry, I don't want to leave my purse." A pretty lame excuse but the only thing that popped into my margarita-fueled head. "No problem baby, Ol' Dell will watch it like it was his mother's." He shouts over to Dell, "Yo bro, watch the babe's purse while we dance, right?" Dell fails me by giving a thumbs up and with no names said the dark stranger pulls me trotting to the edge of the dancing crowd. Thank goodness I didn't wear my heels. I didn't want to tower even more than normal over the men. I love to dance and this music is very stimulating. I've wanted to let loose and groove for a long time. This is my chance. I'll have a few dances with this guy and hopefully move on to the other more normal looking guy later. The bad boy stops and turns and stands facing me with a big shit-ass grin on his face and starts to dance. I'm sure he is used to bedding any girl that he chooses. I look over his shoulder to the bar and see the more normal looking guy looking our way. I wonder how I can get him to rescue me after a few dances. We start to dance and I can see that the guy really knows how to get down. I get into the beat and do my thing, a bit tentative at first and then I unleash. He holds my hand and pulls me into the center of the crowd. The place is pretty dark and the strobe lights flashing are hypnotic. This is really fun. Everyone around us is totally into it. One girl gets eight of us into a circle and then each of us in turn have to get inside and dance as sexy as possible. The guys swivel their hips and thrust them like they are humping someone. Even the older men get right into it. The women are really crazy. They shake their boobs and dip forward to give the guys a good look down their tops. One limber girl squats as she gyrates and I can swear I see a bare pussy as her knees spread. Wow, this is not hometown Idaho. It's my turn and I strut to the center. I shake my booty as the crowd cheers me on. My act is not as dirty as others but it is farther than I have ever gone before. When I am at the center, I can see the bad-boy adjust his package. Oh my god, I am turning him on! Do I feel sexy or what? I shake my tits. They aren't as loose as the other women but I am young and still firm. That's not my fault. Boy those drinks are going to my head. The circle collapses when the next equally sexy, throbbing song washes over us. My partner pulls me towards him to dance in the close style several of the others are doing. He puts a knee between my two and puts his two hands on the cheeks of my ass and pulls me to his waist and instantly starts to grind. Whew. I catch my breath and then giggle like a shy girl. Jeez, Ann, grow up. But I can't help it. It's fun and shocking at the same time. I am about four inches taller than him so our naughty bits are not touching but we get into a good rhythm. At first I have my hands on his shoulders but I see all the women are dancing with their hands on their guys' butts so I do the same. When in Rome. His ass is a bit small and very muscular. I can feel his butt muscles clinch every time he thrusts his pelvis forward. It is so raunchy. I squat down a bit lower and I can feel the tip of his manhood through his pants in the Y at the top of my legs. I feel like such a dirty girl. What would my mother think? We dance a few more songs until my pussy is on fire and we are grinding like we are fucking in public. I have lost all shame as my world becomes his ass in my hands, my ass in his hands and my clit rubbing up against the hard pole in his pants. This is simply teasing me to the edge of ecstasy without allowing me to jump off the cliff into fulfillment. It is crazy-making. The song ends and I pant out, "I need another drink." He takes my hand and trots me back to the bar and tells Dell to give us 'the same as before'. I could see the other guy I had been interested in was still sitting there looking a bit uncomfortable as we passed. I smiled over at him but I am not sure he saw me. I gulp down the margarita. I am so thirsty. Another full one appears before me like magic. The man in black, I still don't have a name, stands close to me and rests his right hand on my butt like he owns it. I draped my left arm over his shoulder which gives him pretty much free reign to do anything down there. He gives me a hug by grabbing a big handful of my ass-cheek and forcibly pulling my body to his. He gives me a big kiss on my sensitive neck and takes his other hand to the back of my head and pulls our lips together in a deep French kiss. Wow. That is SEXY. I swoon a bit and I can feel my pussy gush and throb. I have to go on one foot to raise my leg up a bit to give my clit a bit of friction. FUCK! I'M SO FUCKING HORNY. Our lips part and he growls huskily, "Get your drink and let's go." I do as I'm told and he leads me confidently towards the stairs that go up to that room of pleasure. I feel a sudden surge of adrenaline mixed with fear But that doesn't slow my forward motion. He doesn't have to drag me because I'm just as anxious as him to get it on. He signals me to go first up the stairs and I mount them with determination. I know he is watching my ass so I give it a good sway all the way up. Looking down I see the other young fellow at the bar looking up at me longingly and in disappointment. He must think I am such a slut. But guess what, I am going to be a slut tonight. It's too bad he didn't ask me to dance first. We are almost to the top of the stairs when I hear the man behind me yell, "STOP." Oh no, does that mean we aren't going to have sex? I stop and he mounts the same stair as am on with his back to the wall. He puts his two hands on my ass and pulls me to him for a long kiss as he massages my butt deeply. My ass it to the crowd below. Oh my god, it dawns on me that he wants to show everyone what a tart I am. He wants to show off his prize that he'll be fucking. I can feel a blush over my face and down my neck. But I don't stop him. I can feel him pulling up the back of my dress and soon a gush of cold air on my upper legs tells me everyone can see my scarlet panties. Then, not satisfied with that, I can feel his right hand dip under the waistband and feel my bare ass and crack. I hear a few cheers from below. I kiss him even more deeply. This is really turning me on. He breaks the kiss, looks me in the eyes, smiles, and gives a big wink and pushes my ass up the stairs. I eagerly move quickly to the 'Playroom'. At the top of the stairs there's a small landing with a door with long strings of beads hanging from the top. We part the beads and enter a dimly lit room. There are ten or so large sofas around the outer walls and at each end, there's a large bed covered with a plastic film. There are a couple of harnesses hanging from the ceiling at one corner and at another corner, a dungeon looking big wooden X with four leather buckles at each end of the wood. What a place. I can smell incense and there are many large white candles on tall wrought iron stands to give off extra light at strategic places. WOW, I'm An Exhibitionist Too! There are several couples in various stages of love making. Some are still clothed and just kissing on a sofa and others are totally nude and fucking in various position. There's a distinct odor of sex and sweat mingling with the incense. This makes this very erotic scene even more erotic. My guy takes my hand and pulls me over to a sofa that already has an attractive middle-aged couple at one end, still clothed and kissing each other passionately. Jeez, I thought we might go to a sofa of our own. These folks are very close, almost touching distance. Ah well, he must know best. I guess I've put myself in his more experienced hands and will follow his lead. We sit down with me on the side nearest the other couple. We're within sight of several other sofas. On one, a woman, still in her dress, is on her knees giving head to a nude man sitting on the sofa. He is watching her bobbing head intently with his arms splayed out across the back of the sofa with a big smile of pleasure on his face. On another, a nude lady is straddling a sitting man and riding his cock with enthusiasm. It is impossible to tell the ages of people in this dim light. The plastic covered bed is very close but unoccupied. The man beside me pulls me towards him and kisses me passionately. Our mouths part and he hugs me to his chest. I look over at the sofa beside us where a man is fucking his partner doggy style while looking me straight in the eye. My guy is looking back towards the couple on our sofa over my shoulder. I hear him whisper in my ear. "Fuck, is that a sweet sight. Take a look." I turn to see what he is looking at and there is the upscale couple with the beautiful woman sitting on the handsome man's knees with her dress top pulled down and her firm exposed breasts being kissed with lust. Her eyes are closed and she's smiling in pleasure as she shows she's enjoying every second of it. She moans and then coos, "Just like that Pierre, suck my nipples. It is pure pleasure." I am sitting, half looking back at them, with my lower body still angled to my guy. Then he whispers in my ear again, "Do you like watching horny things?" I nod yes emphatically. "So do I. Turn around and let's watch these two get it on before I fuck you like you have never been fucked before." That sound like a plan. I turn to having my back to my man so I am leaning on his chest. He is looking at the couple over my shoulder with his mouth so close to my ear that I can hear each breath he draws. I swing my knees on to the sofa cushion. The man looks over at us and smiles knowingly. He loves that we are his audience. What an exhibitionist. He goes back to sucking on his partner's nipples and also runs his hand up her inner thigh, pushing up the hem of her short club dress. Her knees part willingly and I can see her pink bikini panties come into view. I hear the zipper on the back of my dress and feel the parting of the cloth. Then a hand comes over my shoulder and dips into my bra, cupping my bare breast inside. His hand is rough. He must do some sort of manual labor. He tweaks my nipple between his fingers and an electric shock goes down to my pussy and into the primitive part of my brain. I can't help but let out a loud moan of my own. Watching this gorgeous couple while having my tit pleasured is the most sexy thing I have ever done. Then a fantastic thought hit me. We are just getting started! I look back at the couple and I see him peel the panties down her long, perfect legs and off. She spreads her legs lewdly. He pulls up her dress so that we can see her cleanly shaven pussy and looks over at us with the pride of someone showing off a Van Gogh masterpiece on his wall. Any man would be proud of having that beauty by his side. He looks down at my legs and signals that I should spread my knees and show him my private parts. I put both feet on the sofa and spread my knees so my dress is open and my red panties are there for him to see. Then I remember the crotch is virtually see-through so he can see everything. I can't believe I am doing this. He stares for a full minute at my pussy while licking his lips several times, then smiles and goes back to sucking his partner's perfect breasts. The zipper behind me goes lower and I can feel the hooks of my bra being opened and then the cups loosen on my chest. Oh my god, he is going to expose my chest for all to see. Hell, only a couple of men have seen me naked and here there are so many. But I am so fucking horny, there's no way I can stop this express train now. Two hands push down the top of my dress to my waist, totally exposing my breasts. The same two rough-skinned hands cup and massage each globe and roll my diamond hard nipples in their fingers. I close my eyes and can hardly breathe with the intensity of the pleasure. "Oh, baby. Your tits feel sooooo good." He whispers in my ear. When I finally open my eyes, I see the man and woman in front of me both drilling their gaze into my chest, watching the man behind me massage my tits. The girl gets off her man's knees, strips her dress of in a wink, and with only her silver high heels still on, goes to her knees on the floor between his legs. She expertly undoes his belt and pulls down his zipper and a long, thick, hard cock springs into view. I didn't know they came that big. My eyes must be bugging out. She licks from his shaven balls to the circumcised tip in one erotic motion and then envelops the head of his member in her red lipstick-covered lips. This lady knows how to give head. I feel a hand move from my right breast to my knee and slowly descend towards my center. The closer the hand gets to my panties and my private parts, the more intense is the anticipation. I can actually feel a spurt of wetness surge out of my vagina. Yes, please feel my pussy. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the hand covers the crotch of my silk panties and my pussy within. My knees instinctively spread wider to give him complete access. He runs a finger expertly up and down the thin fabric over the slit between my pussy lips underneath. The fabric must be damp because the whole area underneath is soaking wet. A husky voice beside my ear says, "Take off your panties so I can stroke your sweet pussy." I eagerly lift my bum and peel my undies off in a flash. No use faking being hard to get or shy. I can't wait for that rough-skinned hand to stroke my bare girlie parts. Sure enough, the calloused hand runs swiftly down my thigh to the sensitive folds below. His left hand tweaking my left nipple and his right hand sliding up and down my engorged pussy lips is crazy-making. I moan loudly every time his finger grazes my clit. Oh lordie, I see the man getting a blow job lean my way and reach towards my cunny. My guy must see this and he returns his right hand to my right breast giving the other man full access to my center. One part of my brain says 'Close your knees.' The other, much more energized part says 'Prepare for something REAL GOOD.' His knuckles brush up and down lightly against my pussy. Oh my god, that is so sweet. What is this? He is inserting his middle finger into my vagina. It slips in so easily because I am so wet. It is in as far as possible and I can feel him hook the tip of his finger up and touch what must be my G-spot because I just got a surge of pleasure sensations as he strokes the spot with the tip of his digit deep inside. My pelvis is starting to rock instinctively. Fuck, that feels delicious. Oh no, his woman is pulling him back and undressing him. Shit, I was so close to cumming. I need a stiff cock and I need it now. I turn around and face the bad-boy behind me. I get on my knees on the sofa and pull my dress up and over my head and toss it to the floor. He just sits back and watches me strip. I start to frantically unbuckle his belt to get at his manhood as he unbuttons his shirt. Fuck, why is he moving so slow? Is he just trying to drive me crazy with lust? Okay now unzip his pants. My hands are shaking. I am so nervous and panicky. I grab the top of his pants under his ass and he lifts his butt so I can give a big heave and peel his pants off in one big pull. Victory! He's butt naked like me. "Suck my dick, baby. It'll calm your nerves a bit. No need to rush this. Your sound fucking will happen soon enough." I can't believe with all the sexy things happening around us, he only has a semi-hard penis. I get down on the floor on my knees like I saw the other women. He has shifted his ass to the edge of the sofa and is half-laying back and looking down at me. I'm between his legs and copy the lady I just witnessed by licking him from shaved balls to tip in one wet line. I am so tall that I have to bend down to suck him off and that makes my ass stick up for all to see my pussy from behind. I grasp his staff and put the head of his cock in my mouth. It tastes of salt and sex. I have only done oral sex once before and hope I don't screw up here. Why do I feel everyone is watching me? I bob my head up and down with his cock in my mouth. It gets instantly hard. I stroke the cock and it feels like velvet over granite. Geez, I feel so dirty. "Not so fast, babe. Lick my balls for a while. I don't want to cum too quickly." I obey and lick his wrinkly, clean-shaven ball-sack. My god he said that so loud everyone must have heard. What a slut they must think I am. When I look up at him I see his eyes wide open, staring at me. "Make them real wet, doll." I make my tongue wet and lick them all over. "Nice, yes that's good, very good." I need this cock and I need it soon. I hear two new people standing and talking beside me. A woman says, "Michael, isn't that the young cutie that you were talking to at the bar." "Yes, Catherine, it certainly is. And look she's really getting into the lifestyle with Rick." Ahhh, that is my man's name. He and they must know each other. I glace to where the voices came from and see both are very nude and each holds a martini. Michael speaks to Rick, "Hi Rick, I see you've had the good fortune to hook up with Ann. She is so sweet. When we met I had a fantasy of fucking her. I felt her ass through her dress and it felt really nice. Do you mind if I gave your girl's bottom a wee feel?' They are treating me like a piece of fuck-meat. Let's face it, Ann. You are fuck-meat tonight. They know it and you know it. Rick replies, "Hell no, Michael. Go ahead, she's quite the slut and really gets off on being felt up." Any thought of objecting goes out the window because I need to get fucked before the night is out. I am a slut here but nobody back home will ever know. Michael kneels at my side on the floor. He puts his hand on the small of my back and whispers in my ear, "You look much better without any clothes on, my dear. Yes, very, very nice." He slips his hand over the cheek of my ass closest to him and gives it a firm squeeze. Then he goes to the other and gives it a squeeze. "Nice ass, my dear." His hand dips lower to my exposed pussy lips. The shock of his touch makes me clench my butt cheeks and stop licking Rick's balls. Rick is not happy, "Keep licking those balls, baby. Don't worry about Michael. He just wants a feel of a young pussy. No harm done." I relax a bit and feel the hand stroke my pussy expertly like a virtuoso musician. Soon it starts to feel really good. My hips are rhythmically swiveling with a mind of their own to the movement of his digits. Michael speaks again, "Rick I have a big favor to ask. You Catherine and I are close friends. You fuck her almost as often as I do. This girl is really turning me on. Can I get behind her and just rub my cock in the crack of her ass and around her pussy. I promise not to fuck her, just a little cock on skin." Oh my god, I think. What next? I need Rick's dick inside of me. I can't stand this erotic teasing much longer before I go nuts. "Be my guest, Michael. Ann, do us a favor and spread your knees quite a bit. Your legs are so long, Michael will never get his dick up to your crack." What a conceited fucker. If I had my orgasm already, I'd be heading for the hills. But this cock in my hand will do very nicely, very soon to relieve my itch. What the hell, I spread my knees and lower my butt as I feel Michael position himself behind my bottom. I feel Michael's hands on my hips. "What a sweet ass we have here." Pressure from his hands on my buttocks opens the crack of my ass and I feel the underside of his member slide up the path made available. As he slides his cock forward in my crack, I finally feel his balls bump up against my bottom. "MMMMM. That feels incredible Rick. Thanks." He slides his dick back and forth a half dozen times. Then I feel him pulling back and the tip of his weapon slides down over my asshole towards the promised land. Oh. Shit. Is he going to ram it in my pussy? "I think I'll just run the tip of my cock up and down her sweet slit." Ahh. That's where he's going. My cunny is sopping wet and he's running his cock expertly inside the lips to all the sensitive areas. Wow, he is looping the wet tip around my clit. Is that me panting? I shouldn't be enjoying this stranger's violation but my body is betraying me. I stop sucking on Rick's balls and throw my head back and moan, deep and animal-like. I'm on the edge of backing up on his dick so it will enter my very needy vagina the next time the tip is in the right place. Rick shouts, "The tramp loves that Michael. Now fuck off while I do her. I want her cumming with my cock not yours. You can have her later." I feel the man kneeling behind me back away. "Come up here sweetie." I sit beside Rick. Relief is near. The man on the sofa beside us has his head buried in his woman's crotch and she is loving it while staring at us with pure lust. I sit with my back on the back of the sofa. Rick seems to love exposing my charms to the other swingers. Rick buries his face in my hair and breathes into my ear as he cups my breast. I look down hungrily at his erect cock. What's the etiquette here in getting that erection in my pussy. Do I wait for him to act? Do I beg? Do I throw my leg over and skewer myself on it? I decide to hold his balls so he knows I am ready and willing to do anything. Surely to goodness, if a nude girl is holding your balls in a sex club, you must know she wants your equipment in hers. Oh my word, across on a sofa nearest to us is the younger man that was at the bar. He's alone and still fully dressed but he's unzipped his pants and his penis is out and in his hand. He's stroking it as he stares at me with a blank, primal look on his face. He must have seen all the dirty things I did. I cringe inside a bit at the thought. He must be a voyeur. And what a nice looking, lily white cock with a deep pink colored engorged, circumcised head he has. He is caressing it so lovingly. Oh no. I just licked my lips instinctively. What a slut you are, Ann, and he knows it. You can hide it from the folks back home but these dirty minded, sensuous people know how you tick. Loudly in my ear, "Did you like sucking my cock, Ann?" I keep my mouth shut because I know the masturbating young man is close enough to hear everything. I have never said anything like Rick wants me to say. What a conceited fucker. He knows I want him to fuck me now that I am so horny. Louder, "I SAID, did you like sucking my cock and licking my balls, Ann?" "Sure Rick, it was great." No way around it, this conceited fucker wants to hear me say it. Truth is, I did enjoy the down and dirty raunchiness of it. His hand releases my breast and slides down over my stomach to my crotch. I look down and watch it move way too slowly to my most sensitive, moist areas. I part my knees to give him ample room to touch the deep, best spots. My eyes half close as his middle finger dips over the camel-toe notch and into my honey pot. I moan as pleasure sweeps over my body. In my sex-hazed, half-consciousness, I see the young man jerking off a few feet away smile and continue to stroke his pole lovingly. I move my hand from Rick's balls and grasp his stiff erection and stroke it in time to the voyeur's hand. The young man smiles bigger as he realizes how I am copying him. My senses are being overloaded with the whole scene, the smell of sex and incense, and the nude bodies having lusty sex around me. Rick better start fucking me very soon or I am going over there and use that hard dick or if he is just a watcher, I'll find that older dude with the foxy wife. He'd be glad to put the fire out in my crotch. "Hey, sweet cheeks. Why don't you ride my cock for a bit. I want to feel the inside of your tight pussy." He must have been reading my mind. Thank goodness, I didn't have to beg. He slides down a bit so his ass is closer to the edge of the sofa and pulls me towards him in a clear signal to mount his stiffy which is sticking up like saddle horn. I guess that is why they call this position 'cowgirl'. I mount up facing away from Rick kneeling on the sofa and towards my voyeur admirer. As a fellow voyeur, I want to give him a good show. Who knows, maybe he will want to stop watching and start fucking me later. As I said before, I am a bit of a planner. I hold the shaft of Rick's staff and direct the tip to my very needy, wet pussy. The tip is more pointed that most penises I have seen and the head slips in neatly and I shift my bottom lower to drive it as deep as possible. FUCK DOES THAT FEEL GREAT! Rick growls like a dog and I moan like a woman being properly drilled. I lean forward for leverage to hump this cock the best was possible with a hand on each of his knees. I grind and grind my crotch on his with blind lust. My world has compressed to my pussy and that stiff cock. "Slow down baby. I don't want to cum too quickly. Your fucking like there's no tomorrow." He doesn't realize that in my sex-staved existence in my home town, there may be no tomorrow. I stop moving fast but continue to slide the wonderful pleasure wand in and around my honey pot in sweet luxury. I am panting and soon my breathing slows to a more normal pace. God, that cock feels great. How could I have waited so long for sex? I just love the way I can graze my clit with his erection just the way it feels best as I pump it in and out. And the lazy bastard is just laying back and watching my ass swiveling on his junk. I hope he doesn't cum too soon, either. I want this long and hard. The couple on our sofa are fucking doggy style with her pretty face and glorious, long, blonde head of hair near us and him kneeling on the leather behind her holding her hips. They are both staring at us fucking as they screw. Wow, what a turn on to have people watch me as I have sex. I knew I was a voyeur but I never had the opportunity to be an exhibitionist. Both are super. Boy, look at how her tits dangle down and swing lewdly with every thrust from her lover. It that sexy or what? Mine are too firm to jiggle like that. Wow, Rick is reaching over and cupping one of her breasts. She must like it because she smiles up at him when he does it. Hell, even her boyfriend gives a grin. The folks in this club are amazing. She looks over at me staring at her boobs. "Go ahead and feel my breast, my dear. It would be my pleasure," she says in a low, sexy voice. A new first. I have never touched another girl's breasts, but now's my chance. I reach down and cup the soft swaying globe. It is so incredibly soft and erotic. I'm going to pinch her nipple a bit between my fingers like I do to myself when I masturbate. She closes her eyes and gives a slight moan deep in her throat when I do that. Hell I'm going to tweak my own nipple with my other hand. Christ, it's as hard as a diamond. But it should be because I have never been turned on like this before. I look over at the young voyeur and he now has his pants and underwear down around his ankles and his shaved balls are out there to clearly see since his knees are in a wide 'man spread'. Now THAT is a totally fucking erotic sight. I smile at him and boldly lick my lips in appreciation of his show. I'd love to run my tongue all over his ball-sack all the way up to that engorged head that I see on every down stroke of his hand. I think I might go over there and join him when I am finished with Rick. WOW, I'm An Exhibitionist Too! Oh no, there's some foxy MILF all nude and sitting beside my voyeur admirer. My word, does any woman have pubic hair here! She's all smiles and chatting him up. I can't quite hear what they are saying but she is giggling like a schoolgirl as she flirts with him. Why do I feel a pinch of jealousy? My heavens, that's incredible, she cups his balls and he looks at her sternly and says something. Now she's trotting off. Bet that rejection is a first for that MILF. He must be a confirmed voyeur or maybe he just wants me, a younger girl. With one hand on the perfect breast of the beauty beside me and the other tweaking my own nipple, I have lost my leverage and am just sitting on Rick's waist with his cock buried deep and still. Good for me but I can feel Rick tip me as a signal for this 'cowgirl' to dismount and try another position. Fine with me, I love his dick pumping in and out of my vagina. He gets up and says, "I have to get a drink. Do you want another margarita?" I nod no and sit down on the sofa as he pulls on his slacks and walks bare-chested away with no shoes to the door and out. Here I am nude and alone. What a cad. I was just getting really turned on and now here's cold water splashed on the proceedings. I look down at the couple at the end of the sofa. He whispers in her ear and then stands up, offers his hand and she stands up with him. Then they walk to the bed and climb up, lay down and start kissing passionately. Super for them, but now I am totally alone. My pussy is still tingling from Rick's cock. I sneak a hand down to my beaver and then lower to the shaved lips below. Normally when I am masturbating, I feel pubic hair on the lips but tonight because I've shaved it, it's smooth and soft as a babies bum. That feels really good. Let me run my finger up and down my slit. I close my eyes. Yummy. Hell, why not twirl the tip of my finger round my clit for good measure. Ahhh. Mmmmm. I open my eyes and see the young voyeur opposite me looking at me longingly. What's that? He is patting the seat beside him. YES. I skip over there in a flash. Fuck Rick and the horse he rode in on. Here is a normal, horny, nice guy that will satisfy my needs. I sit and give him a good hug while whispering in his ear. "Thanks for inviting me over. I have wanted to be with you the whole night." He gives me a squeeze as a sign of acceptance. He still has his shirt on so I unbutton it quickly and it is shed onto the floor. The first words from his mouth are, "Could you take off my shoes and socks, then my pants?" Seems he likes to give orders. No problem, I go to the floor and undo the laces on his stiff formal, brown polished shoes and executive high cut socks. He watches me with a smile on his face. He is quite the preppy guy. Then off with his expensive slacks with the straight crease down each leg. Now he is gloriously naked like me. He is not buff like Rick but he has an okay body that isn't too hairy. I look up from the floor and see his erect cock with his hand still wrapped around it like a favorite toy. I slide one of my hands up each leg to reach it, expecting him to take his hand away to give me access. But no. He just pats the sofa with his other hand indicating that he wants me to sit beside him. He looks at me sternly with a slight crazed look. "I saw you over there with that guy. You were being very naughty. I think I should give you a good spanking." He wraps his arm over my shoulder and starts to pull me over his knees. A panic surge goes through my body. What the fuck???? I see Rick walking back with his drink and I push off of the guy beside me, get up and run over to him. "Hi, lover. What took you so long?" My heart is beating in double time from the near miss that just happened. He gives me a 'Oh gosh' grin at my greeting and gives me a hug. With his non-drink hand, he gives my unspanked ass-cheek a playful squeeze. I make a pact with myself that I am going to stick with Rick until I milk every drop of jizz out of his balls and my pussy is happy. He is close enough to normal for what I need tonight. I pull him to me in a firm embrace like a lover I haven't seen in months. In total surrender I say, "Let me help you get naked again." I undo his pants, unzip him and peel his pants down off his cute butt. I hug him again and squeeze his muscular ass. "What's your pleasure, cowboy. I'm all yours." "Thanks girl. Well, why don't you just kneel down here and suck my cock. I'll think about what we should do while I sip my drink." I'm learning that when you give a dude a chance to do anything he wants, you can expect a dick in your mouth real soon. I kneel as instructed and take his limp dick in my hand and lick around the head. I cup his balls and soon it starts getting hard. It crosses my mind that Rick has a very reliable piece of equipment. I don't look back at the creep that wanted to spank me. He's ancient history. Let him watch but he gets none of me. My bad-boy looks down into my eyes and compliments me. "Nice work, sweetie. You got me nice and hard. Now let's put that woody to some good use. He pulls my upper arm and I stand. He puts his hand in the small of my back and guides me to the plastic covered bed where our sofa-mates are now fucking missionary-style. I don't know if I'm ready for the big show yet and thank goodness, he stops at the edge and pushed my shoulder to bend me over with my elbows on the bed while still standing on the floor. Ahhh. He wants it doggy-style. Nice. I feel him dip his fingers to my pussy, checking for moisture like the practiced cock-smith he is. I'm dry down there and I hear him spit a gob onto his hand and surely then to the tip of his weapon. I plant my face onto the cool plastic and reach back and spread my ass-cheeks like a harlot to give him a perfect target. I feel a rush of embarrassment that he must see my anus but it's too late to be modest. He fits the head perfectly on the first touch and works it in slowly in and out as my love canal quickly gets wet and everything gradually starts sliding better. Soon he is balls deep and my pussy is super happy. YES! I return my hands to the bed and lay my head sideways with a contented smile on my face on the cool plastic. Fucking is so great. I've got to get a guy back home or move to San Fran. This is just too much pleasure to miss out on. I simply need cock on a regular basis. "Baby, your pussy is so tight. I'm lovin' it." The dirty-talker holds my hips and thrusts in and out in out with no great rush. I like his dirty talk and for the first time in my life, I decide to reciprocate, "Your big cock feels so good, too. I'm loving it." I can't believe I just said that! It must have given his ego a good boost because he just drilled his cock harder for a couple of strokes after I said that. That feels even better. "Ya baby, fuck me harder." He gives me a few playful slaps on the ass that stings just a bit. He growls, "I saw you sitting with the spank-meister. He likes to spanks his women, hard. Guess you didn't know that. Hell, I've seen him raise welts on a woman's ass. If I didn't rescue you, you would have had one very red hot ass, baby. Now I just made it a nice rosy pink. Maybe you would have ended up over on that big wooden cross thing with your arms and legs tied. He likes to do that to women, too. Hell maybe you'd like that kind of thing." I shake my head no. "No way, baby. Thanks Rick, for saving me. You're the best." I really am thankful but I also want to make him feel as manly as possible so that he'll fuck me soundly. I've heard my girlfriends talking about their tricks to have great sex. His cock makes my happy pussy feel nice and full. I can feel my tits swinging just a bit at every thrust. He reaches down and cups my right breast. That is so erotic. I love the feel of his rough-skinned hand on it. "Ya baby, feel my tit. Oh god, that feels great. Do me, Rick. Fuck my pussy." I can't believe I just said that. It just came out. That cock is so sweet. Don't stop. Yes. Yes. Oh no. Oh YES. I think I'm going to cum. WOW, here it comes like a fucking freight train. I'm screaming, "Ahhhhhh. Oh FUCK. I'm CUMMMMINGG. Yes, YES, YES. Ahhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhh. Yes." I reach back and grab Rick's muscular ass and pull it so his cock buries itself to the hilt in my spasming pussy. Wow. I have NEVER felt anything this good. Oh fuck, leave it in there. I'm still cumming. Jeez, it won't stop. Overwhelming sensations are fluttering up and down the length of my vagina. Oh lordy. Ummmm. That is soooo sweet. I'm panting like a dog. I feel Rick pull out. Oh NO. Jeez, I wish he didn't do that. My pussy is still having waves of contractions. I shoot my hand to my crotch to fill the void of his cock leaving. It's a lesser thing but better than nothing and gradually the area quells down as I stroke myself lovingly. I don't feel any juice dripping out so maybe he hasn't cum yet. I lift my head and start to rise but Rick pushes me back in place. He let's me know what's happening, "I'm just going to get up on the bed so you can give me a nice blowjob while you stay right there." He scurries on up onto the bed and lays on his side with his cock brushing my cheek. It's glistening wet from my juices and smells of sex. I grasp the staff and lick the underside of the head which I understand is the most sensitive area. I cup his balls with my other hand. What's this??? I feel a strange hand on my butt. Rick pipes up, "I have asked my friend, Michael to fuck your sweet pussy while you are sucking me off." I feel two hands spread my ass-cheeks and a familiar cock-head retrace its path from earlier this evening, up and down my crack and around my pussy lips. "You don't have a problem with that do you?" I have his cock deep in my mouth so I just shake my head no to give them full reign. In for a penny, as my mom used to say. Hmmm. It's actually feeling nice back there. My pussy seems to have a mind of its own. Michael speaks out in his executive polished voice, "I have been dreaming of fucking this girl's pussy from the moment I saw her. And what a sweet ass she has. His free hand strokes my butt like he was running his hand over the rump of a prized thoroughbred. "I felt it when she first arrived and imagined what it would be like naked. Yes. Sweet. Very, very sweet." He strokes and squeezes my buttocks with admiration. It's hard to keep my attention on Rick's pleasure with the nice feel of these expert hands. What an erotic sight, the three of us must be. What an incredible place this is. Rick pipes up, "You're gonna love her tight pussy. I don't thinks she's been fucked too much. Why don't you slide your dick right in there, Mike? She loves it." I have to admit he's right, I do love it. Now Michael, "Good idea friend." I feel the head of his penis at the entrance to my vagina and remember that it was much larger than Rick's even though their lengths were about the same. I can feel him push forward and lodge the head solidly at the wet entrance but when he pushes forward it, wouldn't go in. I have a flash of dread that he might rip me open but I know I'm very wet down there from fucking Rick. I hope that will save me. "Fuck Rick, you're right she has a very small pussy. But there is no way I'm stopping now." I can feel his hands grip my hips firmly. "Here it goes." He pulls back on my hips and thrusts forward at the same time and is instantly balls deep inside me. First pain and then pleasure rips and washes through me. We both give a huge groan that bounces off the walls of the party room. He stops and savors the feeling. Waves of erotic sensations from my center splash over me. "Oh heavens, Rick, this is one sweet pussy. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Fuck my wife any day and twice on Sunday, friend." He then pumps his meat into me in a leisurely manner and though it feels good, I go back to my mission of giving Rick a well deserved orgasm. I'm sure he gets off on watching Michael and I fucking while I suck his dick. What a tramp I am. Is this my true self or is this just a one night, hormonal, lusty full-moon type of thing that will pass? Hell, I don't know whether I want this lusty feeling to pass. These folks are having more fun than my friends back home on their nights out. Rick is taking my head firmly in his hands and is forcibly bobbing it so his cock is thrust in and out of my mouth. When the tip hits the back of my throat, I feel a momentary gag reflex but he can do whatever he needs to get off. I'm willing to be his sex toy for the great way he has treated me tonight. I am so lucky to have met him rather than someone kinky like that spank-meister. Jeez, I just had the thought that Rick might cum in my mouth. Holy shit, I have never had that happen before. Hell, I haven't even tasted it. What should I do if he starts spurting that white stuff? Should I back off? I don't know if that's possible with how he is holding my head so strongly. Maybe he'll just want to cum all over my face like I saw in the porno sites online. That can't be the end of the world. "Baby, I am going to cum real soon and I am going to cum in your mouth. I don't give a shit what you and your boyfriend do back home in small town Cowsville, but here, right now, I am going to fill your fucking cheeks with my cum and you are going to swallow it down like its fucking vanilla ice-fucking-cream while my cock stays balls-deep between your lips. Got it?" I guess I don't have to wonder what he wants now. With Rick, there is no mystery and not a lot of romance in the sex department. "I SAID, HAVE YOU FUCKING GOT IT?" My mouth is full with dick but I mumble a yes and nod my head while looking straight into his stern eyes. His tone changes to soft and mellow as he strokes the cheek of my face that has the bulge from his cock moving inside, "Super, love. Much appreciated. You are wonderful." Then he returns his hand to the side of my head and starts to pump his staff in and around the depths of my mouth. It's amazing how far it goes back and now my throat is getting used to the head hitting the back and I'm not gagging like before. Whoops, Michael just shoved a finger in my asshole. What a dirty guy. I'd almost forgotten about him but now I feel him plumbing the inside of my womanhood with his good sized equipment. That dick feels real good in my pussy and the finger in my ass adds a bit of spice. Let me swivel my bottom a bit to get his tool grazing my clit like I like. Hmmm. Nice. I feel Rick's balls pulling up into his body and he is picking up speed fucking my mouth. Does that mean.......... "Look up at me baby. LOOK UP." he says frantically. I look into his face and it is contorted in passion and his eyes are wide and staring deep into my being. He screams, "Holy FUCK, I'm cumming. ARRRRRRRGGGGGGG. Yes, fuck, FUCK, YES!!. AHHHH." He closes his eyes and grimaces like he is in pain. But I know it's ecstasy. Oh my god, my mouth is filling with warm salty cream. My cheeks are full. A bit is escaping around my lips. I'd better swallow or I'll drown. I'm gulping as best I can and Rick isn't helping by shoving his balls onto my chin so that his dick-head is at the back of my throat. Swallow, Ann, swallow. I can feel his cock twitching as the orgasm pulses through it. He drops his hands from my head and he rolls onto his back, spent and satisfied. His dick gives a plopping sound as it pops out of my mouth. A few drops of cum drip onto the plastic but I have done a good job swallowing most of it. Michael, behind me, gives a couple of giant thrusts and silently with the odd animal grunt, fills my pussy with his sperm. I had been too busy with Rick to enjoy what the older man was doing. But this is just Friday. I have more time in San Francisco so I'll be here tomorrow night for more adventures. I'll be much better prepared. Like I said, I'm a bit of a planner.