3 comments/ 78289 views/ 11 favorites First Trip to a Swing Club Ch. 01 By: hanibal The two main characters in most of my stories are based on my wife and myself and tend to be about first time experiences. Events within are also based on our real life experiences, but do not take them too literally. If you read all my stories then we have had many first experiences, so they will often contradict each other, they are more about stories I have created to capture those first feelings we had. The stories are also supposed to be erotic rather than sexually graphic, and often have a longish lead in to create an atmosphere and hopefully more than a whiff of credibility, there is no abuse and no humiliation. We are also from the UK and I write the dialogue as we would actually say it, rather than the way a US reader may best understand it. All I can say is that many of the events are true and the feelings we experienced are all true, if that's your thing then please read on. * I have now committed several of our experiences to paper, or more to the point three of my wife Anne's, only one of which that I was fortunate enough to play a part in, albeit as only a very willing and enthusiastic voyeur. Incidentally, if you have neglected to read any of my previous missives, her first two encounters occurred well before we met. I suppose I was keen to explore further, but not entirely sure in which direction. She had expressed a wish to see me with another woman immediately after our last experience but had not repeated this particular desire since that moment. I endeavoured to grasp the bull by the horns at the first available opportunity. As it turned out, she beat me to it. I was awoken one Sunday morning by the gentle feeling of fingertips wafting along the underside of my cock. This was not an entirely unusual beginning to the day and I lay back with my eyes closed, as though half asleep, enjoying the sensation. "I know you're awake," she informed me as she now wrapped her hand around my hardness, "you can't fool me." I opened my eyes. "I would never try to," I responded truthfully, "you always catch me out." "Well don't ever forget it," she gave me a playful but firm squeeze. "I saw Sean last night, when I was out," she continued, Sean was the guy we had let into our little voyeuristic fantasy. "Oh, did you," I turned to look at her, intrigued as to the direction of the conversation. If she was telling the truth, and I have no reason to believe otherwise, it was the first time they had seen each other, since that night. "Did you chat about anything in particular?" I enquired cheekily. "Not really," she paused a little, still stroking me, her breathing a little deeper now. "There must have been something," I pressed, "did you offer him a repeat performance?" I joked. She stopped stroking me. "I certainly did not!" she answered, seemingly genuinely shocked at my attempt at brevity. "Calm down, it was just a joke, you know how twisted I am," I paused for a few seconds, before continuing. "Besides," another pause, "you are actually fondling my knob whilst talking about a bloke I watched you give a blow job to, only a few weeks ago. I can imagine normal blokes perhaps getting a little touchy about the subject." She smiled and resumed with the gentle stroking. "But you're not normal, you've already admitted to being twisted." "True," I nodded in mock agreement, "but I haven't always been twisted, and we haven't actually found out how disturbed I really am, I'm not sure if I'm the finished article yet." She giggled; I could always make her laugh, even when she was pissed at me. "Anyway, he's back with his wife, he introduced me." "Good, I'm glad," I meant it, "What's she like." "Attractive, you'd like her." "Did you tell her she owes me a blow job?" "I steered the conversation away from the whole blow job thing." "Perhaps best." "Sooo," she drew out whilst tickling under the head of my cock, "how do we find out?" "Find out what?" "How depraved you are." She was definitely trying to drive this conversation in a particular direction, "Well," I feigned a serious expression, I wanted to push this a s far as I could, "I think we have to experiment with all different sorts of depraved behaviour, to ascertain what level I can, or should I say, we can, sink to." "Sounds like a plan, to me," she responded in agreement, "what do you suggest?" She pulled back the blankets, licked the tips of her fingers, then continued to stroke the end of my cock. I sighed, "that's nice." "I know," then, "go on, tell me." "Seriously?" She nodded. My head was filled with ideas. "Well, I'm not sure," I hesitated, I was not completely lying, masturbation fantasies are one thing, attempting to act them out, was entirely something different. "Try me." "No, you first," I pressed; I wanted her to set the agenda. "Ok, but you already know this," she waited a moment, as if to gather her thoughts, "I would like to see you with another woman." "Really?" "Yes." "How far would you like me to go?" She looked down at my cock. "I want to see you fuck someone," she looked up, to check my response, "well, what do you think?" I suppose I was a bit shocked, but tried not to show it. "I probably wouldn't enjoy it, but I'm prepared to give it a go," It was a light hearted response, but I was intrigued and more than a little interested in the idea, "do you have anyone in mind or can I shag anyone?" "Not just anyone, she has to be attractive." "Well I suppose that's a bonus, any idea how we go about it? I mean, I'm sure there are absolutely loads of attractive women out there who would love to get their hands on me, but off the top of my head, I can't actually think of any." There was a moment's hesitation before she responded. "Why don't we try a club?" "What sort of club?" I responded, naively. She hesitated again. "A swingers club." "What do you know about swingers clubs?" "I don't really know anything, apart from what we've seen on the telly." I remained silent, sensing there was more. "What I do know is," she continued, "there are three swingers clubs within forty miles of us." "How do you know that?" "I did a bit of Internet research, two of them have weekly couple's only nights, and one of them has couples only Sunday afternoons." Afternoons?" thinking this sounded odd. "Well, late afternoons and early evenings, I thought that would be easier to explain if people asked what we were up to." "And you'd be ok with this?" "I think so, both places insist that there is no pressure and many couples just go to watch and be watched." "How do you know that?" She looked a little sheepish. "I e-mailed both clubs for some info." "My word, you really are a dirty slut," I kissed her, "I don't think I've ever felt this close to you before." She grimaced at me. "What about our wedding day?" "Pretty close, but I didn't know what a filthy slut you were back then." She squeezed my cock again. "You've always known," in as sexy a voice as she could muster. I had always known, but still was surprised that whilst I had been trying to pluck up the courage to talk about stuff like this, she had been picking her moment as well. "What do you think?" she asked, "it's only a thought; we don't have to if you don't fancy it." "Do you fancy it?" "I think so; I just think that if it's not for us we just leave. Apparently, on your first visit, they show you around and if you're not sure, you can stay and watch or if you want to leave, they give you your money back." I thought for a moment. "Show me the details." She did, we checked out the web sites for both clubs, the Sunday afternoon club looked a lot classier. It had the usual club facilities, dance floor, bar and lounge area all on the ground floor, upstairs however, there were private and public rooms, many with viewing areas. As I flipped through the pages, Anne watched over my shoulder. "What do you think?" she asked me. "Let's do it," I replied. "You sure, when?" "Today." "Nooo!" she responded, "I didn't mean right now." "Why not, if we think about it for too long, we might talk ourselves out of it." She considered this thought for a while, brow furrowed, expression serious. "Well!" I urged. She smiled, "Go on then, let's do it." That was that, deal done, we spent a bit more time over the fine details, directions, opening times, dress code and such like, then we spent a lot more time in nervous anticipation, wondering what was in store for us. Directions were easy enough, dress code was smart and casual with nice underwear, opening time was 4pm, you also had to call or e mail to book in. We did not wish to appear over eager, so we aimed to get there around 6 pm, it closed around midnight. We e-mailed details as neither of us was brave enough to actually call. What seemed like many hours and a long fairly subdued drive later, we pulled onto a public car park that was supposed to be a mere 50 yards away from our destination. I was surprised how close we seemed to be to the centre of the town and even though the streets seemed to very quiet, as you would expect on an early Sunday evening, my stomach was churning. I locked the car and we crossed the main road, hand in hand, the directions were spot on. We walked past the shops and turned right into a narrow street, the entrance should be 25 yards on the left. It was, a large green door with an intercom fixed to the inside of the doorframe. There was no sign or indication of what lay beyond the locked door. Anne squeezed my hand tightly, I looked at her, she was staring at the door. "Still time to change your mind," I offered. She looked at me, "Do you want to?" I shook my head, I didn't, we were here now, I pushed the intercom. "Hello," crackled the tinny speaker. I gave our names and there was a slight pause. "Ok, push the door." I did, it opened into a plush hallway with a large oak staircase, still hand in hand, we climbed the staircase as it wound around to the left. At the top, there was a small opening directly in front of us and another security door to our right. An attractive slim blonde woman, probably in her 40's, maybe a little older than us, appeared at the opening. She was wearing a white shirt, unbuttoned to below her black lace bra, she offered her hand. "Hi, I'm Carrie," we gently shook her hand in turn. "Hi, I'm Greg, this is Anne, we called earlier." She looked at a list in front of her, before looking up with a smile. "No problem, this is your first visit here, isn't it?" "It's our first visit to anywhere like this," I replied, trying not to appear nervous. "Oh, I see, well don't worry, we won't bite," she paused before looking at Anne, briefly checking her out, then smiling, "unless you'd like me to, of course." Anne smiled back, her cheeks colouring slightly as this very hot moment passed between them. "I'll have to get back to you on that, if you don't mind." "No problem, I'm very patient," almost whispered, then looked at us both, "would you like me to show you around." "Please," we answered in unison. She reached under the counter and the door clicked open, we pushed it open, Carrie met us on the other side as the door clicked shut. Her bottom half clad in tight jeans and high heel boots, looked as good as the top half. We were in a short corridor, with louvered doors at the end and to our right. She gestured towards the bottom doors. "The bar, lounge and dance floor are through there and the rooms are to the right and up the stairs," we followed her into the lounge. There were around 20 couples in the lounge, some sat at the bar others sat in booths, there was music playing but not loud enough to drown out the sound of conversation. There was no evidence of any sexual activity, but half of the couples were in various stages of undress. Nothing blatant, mostly lingerie and boxers, I noticed one woman in a p.v.c. basque. "This is obviously the lounge area, the changing room is over there." She pointed across the room, "There is no obligation to get changed if you plan on staying down here, only if you go upstairs, would you like to look upstairs?" We both nodded. We followed back through the swing doors, through the other doors, and up a flight of stairs. There was a sauna at the top of the stairs; we glanced through the window as we passed, to see three couples, all naked. Along the carpeted landing, there were quite a few couples, some sat some standing, most wearing lingerie. We passed a youngish couple, sat kissing, her large breasts were bare, he wore a towel around his waist. We paused for a moment to watch; he was gently stroking her nipples as her hand moved under the towel, playing with his cock. The young woman, now aware she was being observed, turned to look at Anne, she was dark and quite pretty, 30 ish. It was new territory for us; I think we both felt like we had been caught out. The woman just smiled at Anne as she pulled the towel away, revealing a large, circumcised cock; grasping it in her hand, they resumed their kissing. We moved along the corridor, to where Carrie was waiting, in front of a window. "There are many different rooms, some with locks, most with windows, however you can close the curtains on the inside if you want some privacy. I looked through the window, it was dark inside, but I could make out a large bed, with several people lay on top of it. "There is a large room with no door and a seated viewing area, there is a pitch black narrow room," she grinned, "you have to feel your way around, there are a couple of booths, designed like glory holes," she looked at us "do you know what glory holes are?" I nodded; Anne shook her head with a bemused look. "I'll tell you after," I reassured her. "There's an orgy room upstairs, one of the rooms has a darkened enclosed viewing area, so if you don't want wandering hands then stay out of there. I suggest you have a look round, there is no pressure, if you feel like just watching, then there are enough couples that will enjoy letting you." "Are there any rules or restrictions," Anne asked. "Only to be respectful of each others feelings and boundaries, we recommend you practice safe sex, there are condoms in every room and no always means no," "That's it?" "Yup, if you want to get down on the floor right here, no one will stop you." "What about downstairs." "There too, it's not as common, but far from unusual." "I noticed, through the window, two women together," Anne enquired, "is that common?" "Yes, you will find that most women and a few of the men are at least curious, if not fully bi sexual." "Really!" "Really, as I said, you set your own boundaries," she said to us both, then to Anne, with a very sexy smile, "is that something you may be interested in?" She smiled back, "possibly, with the right woman." Carrie reached out to touch her arm. "Good, I'm sure looking like you do, you will have absolutely no problem finding ideal partners of either sex, if that's what you want," she looked at me, as an afterthought, "obviously that goes for both of you, of course." "I think I'm going to like it here," I said to both of them, "what about you my love, are we staying?" She looked at me, her eyes smouldering, she was turned on, I could tell immediately. "I think it would be rude not to." We spent most of the next hour, sat at the bar, I was driving so did not drink; Anne however, needed to down a few looseners. Several couples spoke to us, it was all very normal and friendly. It seems Carrie and her husband Mike who was behind the bar, owned the club, Carrie sometimes got involved later in the evenings, but Mike rarely did anymore. We got into conversation with one couple in particular, John and Julie, a slim and attractive couple in their late thirties. This was their second visit to this club and Julie looked nervous, however John admitted to experiencing a threesome with a young waiter, who had tried to chat Julie up, whilst on a recent holiday, so they had more experience than we did. While the girls were chatting, John told me she was like this last time, until she'd had a few drinks and got upstairs, then there was no holding her back, she was really into it, it seems he got off watching her. He confided that his fantasy was to watch her with two or three men at once. "I think that the secret is to talk all the time, let each other know what you are feeling," Anne suggested. "Or more to the point, who you are feeling," offered John. "Or who's feeling you," I added. "I'm trying to be serious." "I know love," I kissed her on the cheek, then glancing at my watch, it was almost seven, "Lets get changed and go and have a look around." Anne agreed, but Julie wanted to have another drink, she told us to go first, so we did. We entered the changing room, which was empty and stripped to our underwear. I had a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers and Anne had matching white lace bra and white thong panties. She had a light spray on tan and looked gorgeous, I told her. There were mirrors all around, I had to admit that neither of us looked too shabby, we both worked out now and it showed. Anne mentioned how nervous Julie looked, so I told her what John told me; including the threesome and about how he liked to watch her. "Really?" she was surprised, "it's always seems to be the quiet ones doesn't it?" I nodded in agreement. "Might be just what we're looking for," she suggested, "I think you'd look good together." "Come on," I grabbed her hand, "lets go," we walked out into the lounge, and over to John and Julie. I was pleased to note that they both were checking us out as we walked across the floor. "You two go on up," insisted Julie, "we are going to get changed, then come up," her voice dropped a little, "perhaps we can meet up later, upstairs, maybe in one of the rooms, perhaps, if that's ok with you two." "We'd love to," I answered for both of us, remembering Anne's suggestion. We climbed the stairs for a second time, still hand in hand, not sure what to expect. We decided to wander round and watch for a while. Things had moved on a little, there were more couples upstairs now, in various stages of undress. We lingered against the windows for a while, watching the action, noting that what seemed to happen was a couple would lay on part of the huge bed. They may or may not be joined by another couple, if wanting to play, would start to brush up against them. Occasionally their tentative advances would be rebuffed, if not, it would lead to some tender touching and stroking, usually initiated by the woman. I thought it was very erotic and not oppressive or pushy in the least. In one room there were ten people or so, really going at it, in the dim light it was hard to see who was doing what to whom. "My god! I don't think we're quite ready for that yet," she said, almost to herself. "Not until later on in the evening anyway," I responded. "Could you do that?" she asked. "I don't know, if you were ok with it then I suppose I would be." She did not answer. "Look," I said, pointing into the room. Through our small window, we could see that the wall to our right was mostly mirrored glass, the orgy unfolding before us, was mirrored, to the right of us. "I reckon that's a two way mirror, I bet that's the viewing area, lets have a look." "Ok," she responded. I opened the next door along, there was another door immediately behind so we pushed through that. It was very dark; the entrance was obviously designed to keep the light out. It was hard to tell how many people were there, but it was fairly full. It was quite narrow and stretched the length of the window. We brushed past quite a few people, I leant against the back wall to watch the performance in the other room, Anne stood in front, leaning back against me. First Trip to a Swing Club Ch. 01 It became obvious from the noises and the gentle movement that there was all sorts going on around us, Anne turned slightly to whisper. "This is very erotic, I like it in here." I kissed and nibbled her neck, whilst wafting my fingers along her midriff and up to her breasts. "I agree," I whispered back, "has anybody touched you yet?" "No, do you think someone will?" "I'm fairly sure of it, someone's already stroking my leg," I could feel fingers wafting lightly across my thigh. "No! really?" I nibbled her ear lobe and whispered softly, telling her how I could feel fingers wafting along my right thigh. She turned to kiss me, aroused by the situation, and her tongue pressed into my mouth. Now she was facing me, there was enough of a gap for a hand to slide between us and stroke my cock through my boxers. "Someone's stroking my cock," I whispered to her. "I know, I can feel it," she kissed me again, before breaking away, "somebody's touching my bottom." "Man or woman?" "I don't know." "Is it nice?" "Ooh yes," she gasped aloud and pulled me to her, squashing the hand between us, something had hit the spot. I reached down between us to stroke her pussy through her panties; someone was there before me. I touched the tips of the fingers of a male hand as it reached around from behind her. She was pushing her crotch against his hand, rhythmically moving against it. "Is that nice?" I asked again. She was kissing and biting my neck. "Yesss," she hissed "I can feel his thing against my bottom, pushing against me." As my eyes became more used to the darkness, I could make out a figure behind her, kissing the back of her neck. Both arms around her, one hand stroking her pussy through her panties, the other squeezing her right breast from outside of her bra. The figure at my side, who I presumed was his partner, huddled against us both, one hand on my cock the other stroking Anne's bottom. "Are you ok with this?" I asked her, aware that it would be easy to be pressured into going too far. "Yesss," she hissed again, "are you?" "Yes," I whispered back to reassure her. "Is she still touching your cock?" "Yes, does that turn you on?" "Ooh yes," as she answered, she reached for the waistband of my boxers and slid them down, "that's better." She gripped the base of my cock as the small strange hand wrapped around the top with the thumb gently stroking under the head. What a fantastic feeling, being stroked by two different women for the first time in my life. There was movement to my left as I felt what I presumed to be a female hand, begin to caress the top of my thigh. "Someone else is touching me, "I whispered. "I know, she's touching me as well," She whispered back. "You still ok?" "Oooh, yes." "Have you come yet?" "Just a small one." As we spoke, a soft ultra violet light flicked on, it was still fairly dark, but Anne's white under wear glowed under the faint light. I could now see the mass of bodies around us, the woman to my right who was expertly stroking my manhood, was blonde and petite. Her panties were pulled partly down and she was being stroked herself from behind. The woman to my left was the dark girl we had seen earlier in the corridor. She was facing towards us, her breasts still bare, and her partner who was stood to her side, had shed his towel someware, and was now completely naked. His hand inside her panties and his erect cock was almost brushing against Anne's thigh. Anne's right hand was still wrapped around my cock, however her left arm was reaching around behind her. "Are you touching his cock?" I whispered to her. "Do you mind?" "No, I want to watch you." Obviously hearing me, he moved around to the side, pulling her back a little, she still held my cock, but there was a foot gap between us and I could now see her left hand, kneading the bulge at the front of his boxers. He looked a little younger than us and was in pretty good nick. His left hand was pressing against the front of her panties, his right arm around her back, presumably touching her bottom. We were now stood in a tight circle, all touching, my arms were behind the women on either side of me. I stroked the blonde's bottom and slid my left hand into the back of the dark girl's panties, not sure how she would react. I need not have worried; she parted her legs, to allow me access. I could just about reach her pussy from the back and she had no intention of stopping me. I pushed the tips of my fingers into her wet slit, she groaned out loud and kissed and bit my left arm. Her partner removed his hand from the front of her panties to give me a little more room. Anne was watching the dark girls reaction as she squirmed against my hand, in the throes of a noisy orgasm. As she came she reached for my cock, Anne moved her own hand away to allow better access and unexpectedly reached out to briefly touch the dark girls breasts before moving her hand back to her side. With his partner now occupied he turned his attention to Anne, she was now being caressed on both sides. Her new suitor teased his fingers across her flat tummy, his left arm behind her stroking her bottom. His fingers drifted to her right arm and down to her hand, he held it in his for a moment then brushed the back of her hand against his cock, she got the message and wrapped her hand around it. Between them they eased her panties down, before taking turns to finger her newly exposed and neatly trimmed pussy, all the while nibbling and kissing her face and neck. The two girls both stroked my cock as we all watched the events before us. While number two on her right took his turn to touch her, number one pushed down his underwear, then took hold of her other hand and pressed it to his exposed cock. She now had a cock in each hand and fingers in her pussy, she'd had one small orgasm, and I reckoned that a second large one was imminent. We didn't have to wait too long as she started to shudder, against number ones hand while number two pushed her bra up over her breasts to squeeze her gorgeous breasts. Her eyes firmly closed as they kissed and licked her neck and face, she gripped both cocks as she came noisily, her legs trembling, they held her tight as the tremors subsided. As she recovered from what seemed to be an exhausting orgasm she opened her eyes and smiled at me, I released the two girls and hugged her. We all moved to our respective partners, realising that for the moment at least, we were finished with this session. All the girls had come at least once, it looked like the guys would have to wait a while longer. "Are you ok," she whispered to me, looking a little concerned. "You kidding? It was fantastic," I wasn't lying. She beamed a smile at me. "It was wasn't it?" Both girls kissed her, commenting on her performance and in turn she kissed both men, thanking them. We all left the room, pushing our way through the bodies around us. Outside we chatted for a bit, the blonde was Carol, her husband was Paul, they actually were a bit older than us, but in very good nick. The dark girl was Marie and her boyfriend Mark; they were probably in their early thirties. "Fancy a beer," I whispered to Anne; thinking she may want to talk, she nodded in agreement. We left the others, they where going to look for a room and asked us to join them, we made our excuses and went down into the lounge; I ordered a couple of beers. "Well," she asked, what did you think?" "I told you, I loved it." "Did you want to stay with them?" she asked. "I would have done, but I thought it was best to speak before we went any further, what do you think?" "I agree, but you know I don't mind you going further, in fact I hoped you would." I hesitated for a moment. "I hoped you would as well." She looked a little shocked. "What do you mean, how much further?" "If you were turned on enough to have full sex with one or both of them, then that would turn me on enough to want you to do it as well, I told you, you've never given me any cause to be jealous. Would you ever contemplate doing anything like this without me." "Not for an instant," she answered, I believed her. "Come on, drink your beer, let's go upstairs and find a room." I grabbed her hand and led her towards the stairs. "Do you think you can get revved up again," I joked. "Try and stop me, I've only just started," she responded, laughing. Check out Part Two First Trip to a Swing Club Ch. 02 Part Two-we go a little further than planned Upstairs we bumped into John and Julie, he was wearing a towel around his waist, she was wearing a sexy black teddy. Unclothed he was a bit chunky, Julie, on the other hand looked great, she was also looking a bit more relaxed and kissed us both in welcome. The girls chatted and John told me they hadn't got up to anything, as Julie had not really fancied anyone, they'd just been watching what was going on. I didn't let on what we'd been up to. Anne had other ideas, she had already filled Julie in with most of the details. "Sounds like you've had an interesting first night," she was talking to me now, "how did you feel about it?" "What do you mean?" "No pangs of jealousy?" "He never gets jealous," Anne answered for me, she sounded slightly peeved. In my efforts to reassure her, I may have mistakenly given her the impression that I didn't care what she got up to. "What never?" Asked Julie, evidently a little surprised, "John gets a little jealous, that's part of the fun for him," she reached across to stroke the bulge in his underwear; I could see his cock twitch. "See, he's thinking about it now," she teased. "I didn't say never," I was backpedalling a little now. "Yes you did," responded my lovely wife with an accusatory air. "So you won't mind if Anne comes with me for a look round, see if there's anyone we fancy." All three of them looked at me, waiting for my response. "If that's what she would like to do, then far be it from me to interfere," I answered as though I really meant it, which in truth, I suppose I did mean it; I wanted her to enjoy herself. Julie grabbed her arm. "Come on then," she looked at us, " Anne kissed me on the cheek. "You don't mind, do you?" she whispered. I shook my head. "I told you, if it turns you on, it turns me on, I'll come and find you, if I feel like watching." "We're only doing a bit of window shopping." "Ok, I believe you." She knew I wanted to watch, winking at me, they turned and went, we watched their lovely bottoms disappear into the swell of near naked bodies along the corridor. "Someone's going to get it," John stated, as we watched them depart. "You think so?" "Well, I can't speak for Anne, but Julie has that look in her eye." "I take it that doesn't bother you." "Would it bother you?" I shrugged, not sure, at all how I would feel and wondering if I would get to find out. We watched and chatted for a few minutes before setting off after them, not sure how easy it would be to find them. There were not as many people as earlier, but it was still quite busy, there where also quite a few rooms. I had to admit that my stomach was churning a little, both excited and nervous at the same time, thinking about what John had said and imagining what they may be up to. It seems that I was probably a little jealous after all, my heart was pounding, but so was my cock. I think John sensed my mild anxiety. "See, it does get to you a little, doesn't it?" I nodded, "I suppose it does, a little." He stopped, "there they are," he nodded towards the end of the hall. They were looking through the window of a room on the left, their arms around each other's waists, with Anne furthest away from us. There were several others stood around them, whatever was going on in the room, must have been interesting. "See the big guy, stood just behind them." I looked to where he was motioning, there was a big bloke with long hair stood just behind Julie, wearing a white towel, I nodded. "We got together with him and his wife last week." "Big strapping bloke." "You should see him without the towel, could give a bloke a complex, really nice couple though." "Which one's his wife?" "She's not there, I think they often spilt up, I got the impression they've been doing it a while." We watched as he leaned in and whispered something in Julie's ear, whilst gently squeezing her bottom. She turned and smiled at him, whatever he said had tickled her. They moved away from the window, Julie was facing him and Anne slightly to the side, almost facing us. They chatted for a while, she must have introduced Anne, because he took her hand and leaned in to peck her on the cheek. I would love to be able to hear the conversation, especially as Julie pointed down towards the front of his towel, they both giggled. Then he surprised us both by reaching down to pull back the towel to reveal a large semi erect uncircumcised cock. He held back the towel as they both looked, I could see that he was completely shaved, making it look even bigger. Julie reached down and wrapped her hand around it and pulled on it gently, I heard John gasp, beside me. I looked at him to see his reaction, his eyes transfixed on the trio in front of us, absentmindedly squeezing his own cock. "How far did you go with them?" I wondered if she had fucked him. "We didn't go all the way, I told her I didn't mind, but she wasn't sure," he never took his eyes of them as he spoke. Nobody around batted an eyelid as she stroked him to a large and full erection then changing her hand position as he grew, she pulled his foreskin right back. All the time both girls stared at his cock as it lengthened. He must have said something, as both girls looked up, and spoke between themselves for a short while, Julie never let go as she chatted. Anne looked up towards us, seeing me, she smiled, I returned the smile and nodded to her, not at all sure what I was consenting to. She turned back to Julie, who seemed unaware of our presence at that point and nodded to her. Julie released his cock as he turned towards the next doorway along the hall and pushed it open a little to peer inside. He turned and gestured for them to follow him as he went inside, they followed him into the dark room hand in hand. The butterflies in my stomach were now flapping around in overdrive, as we slowly moved towards the doorway. They had closed it behind them, so we moved to the window in time to see them all climb onto the large bed. There was naked couple at one end; this left two thirds of the bed empty. The two girls lay on the bed side by side their arms touching each other. The guy knelt facing Julie, with his back to us, both girls watched as he removed his towel and tossed it aside. Reaching down, he gripped the waist of Julie's panties and pulled them down, she lifted up her hips to allow them to be removed from her bottom. He took them all the way off and threw them on top of his towel, before gripping her thighs and spreading her legs wide. I could see now that she was completely shaved and her pussy lips were already shiny with moisture. He bent down towards her pussy, we could only see the back of his head, but from the expression on Julies face, it was obvious where his mouth and tongue where. She pressed on the back of his head with her right hand, increasing the pressure between her open legs. Her left hand lay across Anne's tummy, the tips of her fingers teasing around her belly button ring. Anne responded by reaching across to firstly waft her fingers across Julie's tummy, then slowly moving them up to caress her breasts through the soft material of the lacy bra. He moved his right hand from Julie's leg onto the inside of Anne's thigh, kneading the soft flesh as Julie's hand slipped lower onto the waistband of her white panties. My heart was racing as I watched, almost willing their hands to move towards her pussy. I had to adjust the position of my cock as it expanded into the close confines of my tight boxers. I glanced at John, who had gone further, his hand was inside his boxers, unashamedly squeezing his cock. I was torn between entering the room to join them and staying to see how far things would progress without my presence. As Julie's hand slipped into Anne's panties, I decided to wait a while, especially as Anne moved up a little to afford her better access. I had never seen her have any contact with another woman and as far as I know, this was only the second time for her. Seeing Anne reach over to slide Julie's bra down to reveal both breasts, it was apparent she was keen for more. The guy kissed his way up to Julie's bare breasts, then knelt between her thighs, it was hard to see but it looked as though he was rubbing his cock onto Julie's pussy. She turned and said something to Anne; Anne reached back to a shelf on the wall containing a bowl crammed with condoms. She took one from the bowl and passed it to the guy, he said something and passed it back. Anne nodded and took it from his hand, tearing open the packet and removing the contents. She knelt up at the side of them both and reached for his cock and pulled at it slowly. "I have to see this," I said, to no one in particular. "Me to," John responded. We moved to the door, opened it quietly, and slipped into the room. I climbed onto the bed to lie next to Julie, whilst John sat back, still happy to just watch. Anne smiled and winked at me, I smiled back. "This is my husband, Greg," she said to the guy quietly. He didn't speak, just nodded; I nodded back as I watched her play with his cock. She had him gripped firmly at the base and was rubbing it against the folds of Julie's pussy. She held the condom in her other hand, he had obviously asked her to put it on for him. She was delaying it for a moment, taking the opportunity to play with his cock, probably because she was not used to seeing one with a foreskin. It was also around 8 inches long, I'm not small, but it was an inch longer than mine was. As I watched them, Julie reached out to touch my stomach, her fingers danced across my midriff and down towards my underwear. She gripped the waistband and pulled it over the head of my bulging cock. "Take them off," instructed my wife, I willingly followed her wishes and slipped them down and off, throwing them behind me. I noticed John had already removed his and was sat back against the wall, watching the guy's cock against his wife's pussy, whilst slowly stroking himself. I knelt up at Julie's side as she gripped my cock with both hands; I was pleased to note that mine was thicker than his was. The head of my circumcised cock is quite big and Julie seemed pleased enough as she tickled me under the head and gently pulled me towards her mouth. "Go on," urged Anne, "I want to watch." I willingly obliged, moving closer and placing my cock against her lips, her tongue snaked out to taste me before managing to envelope the head with her soft lips. Anne watched for a little while before pulling his foreskin all the way back she leaned forward and tickled the tip with her tongue. "Oooh, god," he gasped, "do it again, please," she licked all around the head before putting it into her mouth. What a rush, I'd seen her do it before, but not right up close, she looked fantastic and he was not about to disagree. Now it seemed his dilemma, was whether he wanted to fuck Julie or be licked and sucked to orgasm by my lovely wife, what a choice! Anne made all our minds up for us; she lifted up for a moment and pulled on the guys cock. "Lie down, here," she kept hold of his cock as he lay at the side of Julie, with his head next to hers. As they moved away, I reached down to feel Julie's bare pussy, she was very wet, and my fingers slid into her easily. I put two fingers as high as I could as she pushed up against my hand and gripped my cock tightly with both of hers. Anne passed me the condom; I took it from between her fingers. "Go on," she urged again, "let me watch you do it to her." This is why she had pulled the guy away, and I wasn't about to turn down the opportunity, if offered on a plate. I pulled away from her mouth and keeping my fingers inside her pussy so as not to lose any momentum, I positioned myself between her wide-open legs. I rubbed my cock against her as she pushed against it, trying to get off; looking at the expression on her face, she was not very far off. She watched me roll on the condom, making no effort to dissuade me from what she now knew was going to occur. If I detected the slightest reluctance on her part, I would have stopped, however there was no sign as I gripped my cock in my hand and teased the entrance to her pussy. In fact, she lifted up her legs, gripping her thighs to spread them even wider, pushing against me even more as I slowly entered her. I looked at her husband; he was wanking furiously at the sight of his wife beginning to be fucked by a man they had just met. Anne watched with her hand around the guys cock, as I tried to push all the way in, but knelt up, it was a little difficult. The couple at the end of the bed, had now begun to watch us, and the woman seeing my difficulty crawled across the bed with a cushion and placed it under Julie's bottom. She didn't move back, just knelt at the side of us to watch and her partner moved behind her, they where both still naked. With her hips raised I was able to push deeply into her, I was pleased to see Julie's eyes roll back in lust and her breathing quicken as my cock disappeared into her. After only a few strokes she started to come, noisily, our new female spectator leaned forward to nuzzle Julie's breasts, softly at first then sucking on each nipple in turn, as Julie gripped her head. The guy leaned over to stroke her bare skin as she reached a peak, Anne still gripping his cock and watching as we all helped to get her off. She came with a scream and a shudder that went on for a minute or so. I felt like a total stud but the truth was, she had probably been on the brink for a while and all this attention, completely sent her over the top. I carried on until she lay still; she opened her eyes to look at me. "Did you come," she asked me. I shook my head, smiling at her. "Good, do me again, nice and slow this time," then as an after thought she looked at Anne, "is that ok? She smiled at her, "of course it is." She then turned to the other girl, who had now sat back a little. "Thanks, that was wonderful." "No problem, as long as you do it for me sometime." "What about now?" Julie offered, with a really dirty grin. The girl smiled and lay at Julie's side, she grabbed another cushion and put it under her bottom as her partner got between her legs and without a word, started to fuck her. Anne had started to suck on the guys cock again, with the head in her mouth, she wanked him with both hands, it's a fantastic technique that never fails to get me off. She had positioned herself on all fours facing down his body with her bottom nearest to us. She was within reaching distance for him and he had his hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her panties. I thought that if he now tried to fuck her there was very little that I could do or say about it, it was out of my hands. John, whom I had momentarily forgotten about, moved to sit nearer to us all. He was still leant against the wall, within touching distance of his wife's head and Anne's bottom, still happy just watching, or so I thought. With his cock in his right hand he reached out with his left, firstly to stroke the cheeks of Anne's bottom, then press his fingers into the gap between. Initially a little startled at the first touch, then realizing who was touching her, she pushed back onto his fingers. Content that Anne was comfortable and in control, I bid Julie to turn over, as I pulled out of her, she got on all fours, sliding off her bra as she did so. She was now in a position to lean over the other girl, which she did, kissing her fully on the mouth and reaching down to touch her clit with tips of her fingers as I re entered her from behind and started to move slowly as requested. The whole scene, was surreal, I never thought that we would go so far so quickly, considering that we only came to watch and be watched. I also did not know where to look, trying to take in everything that was going on. I had to admit that watching Anne was a huge turn on, if a little unnerving at times. John seemed now more inclined to take an active part. I suppose, considering that I was slowly sliding my cock into his wife's pussy, there was not a lot I could say, even when he knelt behind Anne and with his cock pressed against her bottom, he reached around to squeeze her breasts. She didn't seem concerned and I think she was pushing back against his cock as he pressed into her. He undid the clasp on her bra and she let it fall off, with out removing her lips from the guys cock she threw it to the side. He reached around again to caress her now naked breasts, lightly squeezing the nipples, before sliding his hands along her side and down to her bottom. He teased his thumbs along the edge of her panties before easing them under the waistband and started to slide them down slowly, without any reaction or sign of rejection. When he pushed them down to her knees she even helped him to take them all the way off. He moved back a little, touching her bottom whilst looking at her very exposed pussy, before licking the tips of his fingers and touching her right on the sensitive area. She obviously liked and wanted the touch as she lost her rhythm for a moment and whimpered softly. Encouraged, he pushed his fingers easily into her, two or three fingers disappearing completely. Anne comes easily and often, so I would imagine that she wouldn't be too far off. However he had different ideas, he removed his fingers with a disappointing groan from her, then moved back into position behind her with his cock now pressed against her bare pussy. He pulled back and pushed it between her legs so it was pushing up against her clit and the guy's hand. I thought he would jump a mile, not a bit of it, he actually pushed the palm of his hand against Johns cock to increase the friction on Anne's pussy. I got the impression that it wasn't the first time for either of them. He moved back then pushed in again, it really looked as though they were fucking, I had to admit, it looked incredibly sexy. Especially as the guy began to groan out loud, his toes were curled and his legs trembling slightly. She pulled her lips from the end of his cock and pointing it up towards his stomach she pressed her wet lips to the underside as she pulled on him with both hands. He gasped aloud, as he came, shooting his seed all over her hands and his stomach. She carried on licking and stroking until he stopped trembling, planting a last kiss on the end of his cock before turning around and grasping hold of John. She lay back, her legs spread wide and her hand around his cock, pulling him in towards her, she rubbed him against her pussy. She turned to watch me fucking Julie, her eyes were glazed as she watched, she was really on the boil now and I'm not sure I could have stopped her if I wanted to. She turned back to John. "Put a rubber on," she instructed. He looked at me, I just shrugged my shoulders, it wasn't mine to call, she had seemingly made her mind up. He reached onto the shelf and selected a condom, ripping the packet and removing the contents. She held him around the base as he rolled it over his cock, before pushing the head against her pussy lips. "Go on," she urged, "put it in," he pushed the end past the folds of her pussy lips. "Uuugh, she gasped with her eyes closed, as he lay down in the conventional missionary position and pushed all the way in. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in deeper as he started to piston into her. I had a first slightly uncomfortable moment as she kissed his neck and bit on his ear lobes, but it was also intensely arousing. Neglecting Julie's request for me to go slow, I started to pound into her, gripping her hips tightly and pulling her against my every thrust, trying to get as deep as possible. She started to come again, almost as loud as before, almost screaming as I pushed deep into her. As she came, shuddering violently against me, I managed to get my timing just right and emptied what felt like a gallon of cum into the condom. I kept going as my cock started to wilt and her tremors subsided, then gently pulling out. I leaned back a little as I pulled off the condom, knotted it and tossed it into a waste bin at the side of the bed. I then leant back against the wall to watch Anne as Julie crawled over towards me. We kissed on the lips for a moment then she turned, with her back resting against my chest, she sat between my outstretched thighs. First Trip to a Swing Club Ch. 02 I put my arms around her, across her bare breasts, not speaking as we both watched and listened to our partners, seemingly oblivious to our presence, continue to hump against each other. The other guy was lying at the other side of them, watching, propping up his head with one hand and stroking his flaccid cock with the other. John pulled back, groaning, Anne tried to push him back in. "No, wait," he said, "get on top," she just nodded as he lay back, side on to us at our feet, his head to our left. Instead of facing towards him, she turned around, presenting him with a view of her gorgeous bottom and us a full frontal. She gripped his cock and with her eyes closed she pressed it against her pussy. This was one of her favourite positions when we made love, sometimes it was a little awkward but she loved the feel of my cock pushing against the back of her pussy and usually she had strong multiple orgasms. Also, I knew she loved me to tease her bottom with my thumb, pushing it inside as she stroked her own clit. She had to lean forward a little as she pushed his cock into her swollen pussy, before leaning back giving us a wonderful view of his cock embedded inside her. Julie leaned her head back. "How do you feel? Is this what you wanted?" she whispered huskily. "I didn't know what to expect," I whispered back, "I think it's what we both wanted, I just didn't expect it to happen so quick." "Any regrets?" "No," I answered truthfully, as I stroked her nipples and kissed her neck, she whimpered and pressed my hand against her breast. She was becoming aroused again and pulled my other hand down between her legs. I could just about reach and pressed my finger against her clit, she was still wet and swollen. Pulling her into me, I fingered her pussy as I watched Anne slide up and down his cock, her eyes still shut. The other guy had obviously started to come to again, he knelt up at the side of Anne, facing us, to get a better view, his cock was almost fully erect again. She became aware of him as he reached out to touch her nipples, stroking them in turn before leaning in to flick his tongue against them both. He also reached down to stroke her pussy, she moved her own hand away, as the guy licked the tip of his fingers before pressing them against her clit. Keeping his left hand in place he moved to face Anne, straddling John's thighs, his cock pointing towards her. He held her hand for a moment before placing it onto his cock, she grasped it willingly, firstly with the one hand and then with both. Julie came again after a couple of minutes, shuddering against my hand before bidding me to stop, still twitching she told me that her pussy was now so sensitive that she didn't want me to touch it, for a while. She turned around and moved to my right side, laying across my thigh, spreading my legs, she gripped my cock with one hand and squeezed my balls with the other before leaning in to flick her tongue against the tip. I groaned out loud as she gripped me tight and ran her tongue around the top of my cock, as I groaned, she looked up and smiled. "Nice?" she asked, I smiled back and nodded. She looked into my eyes as she flicked the tip of her index finger against my ass, my cock twitched in appreciation of her sensitive touch. "What about that," she grinned sexily. "Oooh yes," I responded, spreading my legs wider, "I'll give you two hours to stop." She giggled a little as she stroked my ass again, it was gorgeous, especially when she went down on me again. What a combination, as she used both hands and her mouth on me whilst pressing her finger just a little way into my ass, moving it round a little. It was so good I had been momentarily distracted away from my wife, who was biting the guy's neck as he rubbed her clit with one hand and what looked like John's balls with the other, all the time still stroking his cock with both of her hands. It was difficult to see whose hands where touching what, but it seemed to do the trick for John, as he bucked up against Anne and cried out as he came inside her with a sharp cry. When John stopped pushing up, Anne carried on pressing down and moving around on his cock before feeling it inevitably and prematurely, slip out, she reached down to try without success, to put it back inside her. The guy pushed his hand against her pussy, I couldn't see, but from the position of his hand and the way she pushed back, he'd put his thumb inside her. Then he expertly, without removing his thumb, he reached for a condom from the bowl at his side, ripped it with his teeth and gave it to her, she rolled it onto his cock with both hands. She needed finishing off and didn't seem to care, at that moment, who was going to do it, as he gripped his cock with his free hand and pushed it against her. "Lie back against John," he bid her. Still holding his cock in her hand she lay back on top of John's torso, John in turn wrapped his arms about her, gently stroking her skin, from her tummy to her breasts and back again. I considered intervening at that point, as we had already gone a lot further than we had intended but selfishly, I wasn't too far off Cumming myself and was reluctant for Julie to stop. The guy positioned himself between both their open legs, her pussy was at a perfect height for him to rub his cock head against it. She grunted softly as he pressed against her, we could see its tip push past the outer lips of her pussy. She was moaning softly as he held her hips and slipped all the way in. She lifted her head a little and watched as this big strange cock slid into her pussy. John held her firmly, stroking her body and kissing her face as the guy slowly fucked her, all the while John was whispering to her and stroking her body as she built up towards a massive orgasm. It didn't take long as she started to cry out. "Ooh fuck, I'm coming, don't stop, don't stop." He had no intentions of stopping as she screamed out and came with a shudder, trembling on for a long while, still coming, her whole body twitching and shaking, vibrating between both men's naked bodies. When the tremors finally calmed a little, so did his thrusting, sensitively realising that she was spent, he slowly pulled his cock out, removing the condom as it appeared into full view. Still aroused and obviously close to the edge, he pulled on himself, jacking his cock against her twitching body. She reached for him, brushing her fingers lightly against the tip of his cock as he pressed it against her pussy until, with a small grunt and a jerk of his body he came, spurting semen onto her stomach, she smoothed it into her soft skin with her other hand as he came. This just about finished me as Julie licked, sucked and squeezed my cock, whilst fingering my ass, I came again. I whispered to her, warning of my impending orgasm and subsequent spurt of semen. She never flinched as I came in her mouth, squeezing and pumping me until I'd finished, then running her tongue all over my cock, lapping up any tiny drop of cum she may have missed. Anne rolled from between the two naked bodies and lay on her back, at John's side, her breathing still heavy, her eyes now fully open. We chatted between ourselves for a little while, it had been an incredible experience and everyone seemed comfortable, Anne, however, never looked or spoke to me directly. I moved away from Julie and crawled towards her and as I looked down at her, she stared back with a concerned look. I kissed her and grabbed her hand. "Come on," I said "lets get showered, you lot don't mind if we leave you alone, do you?" They all acknowledged us in one way or another as we picked up our thing and left the room, walking into the outside corridor, still naked. We never spoke until we reached the large shower area, fortunately it was empty. She spoke first. "I'm sorry." "What for?" "We never meant it to go that far." "I know," "I genuinely had no intention of letting any other man do anything like that." "I know that as well," I paused a little, "you've nothing to be sorry about, as far as I'm concerned." She looked at me with a quizzical expression. "Really? "Really," I kissed her, "did you enjoy it?" "Well, I suppose I've had worse experiences." I smiled at her before kissing her again. "I wouldn't want it to happen every week, but every now and again, when we're both up for it, I'd like to do it again, what do you think?" She smiled and nodded. "I love you," she told me, I already new that, but it was nice to hear it all the same. We showered each other, dressed and left without really speaking to anyone else, holding hands and chatting about the experience all the way home, eventually becoming so horny that we stopped in a lay by and made love to each other for the first time that evening. A perfect end to a very intense experience, for us both. We both knew there would be more to come, not exactly sure how we could top this, but we are both willing to try.