NotThatShy

The Bareback Fuck Club

June 04, 2014 - A Fantasy by | Swinging
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It came as a surprise to everyone when one day "The Vaccine" was announced which effectively took away all fears surrounding STDs. Within weeks of it becoming available, the new freedom was celebrated in a new form of gatherings that popped up all around the Western world.
The group my partner and I got involved with appropriately called itself the "Bareback Fuck Club".
A friend had told us about it and we were very curious and wanted to try it out.
We phoned them and they explained everything to us. We thought that probably we won't be accepted (they were known to have a strict vetting process) and we'd have to find something else to do that night, but we were on the guest list as initiates. The weekend came and we were both terribly nervous as we arrived at the club's door. Some deep breaths, ringing the door bell, and a warm and friendly lady dressed in a dark yet slightly transparent silky robe opened the door. "You must be Paul and Marta, right? My name is Chantalle. Come straight in." I was sure she wore nothing underneath and as I checked her figure while we walked behind her I felt slightly aroused. She checked the paperwork from our doctors and asked us to sign a copy of the rules of the house. "Thank you. You will now be presented to the group who will then make a decision about your membership. You understand that it has to be unanimous to be successful. Please follow me". She took of her robe.
This obviously is not a normal Swingers club where you have a nice chat with other couples and then decide if you want to take things further. It was not about socialising, making friends or gently warming up to new sexual partners. It was about fucking strangers. Anticipation was the only foreplay. There were no doubts. This place was about lust, how to create it, how to indulge in it and how to let go of anything that may be in its way. It was a place to smash inhibitions and to expand and explore, to bring forth what has been hidden by our upbringing. It was a safe place too with security watching over what happened.
Everybody knew what he or she was agreeing to: 1. There is no bdsm play in this club (there are other clubs that cater for this) 2. There is no male to male sexual activity. 3. Being in the play area means that you give consent to all members of the opposite sex to initiate and perform sexual acts with you - with the exception of anal sex (which requires asking for permission). 4. Female to female sexual is ok, but requires asking for permission.
In short, this is a place to fuck and to be fucked, to reduce oneself to one's sexual function. Men are encouraged keep some juice till the end of the night and pills are available to help as well..
We did not know how the vetting process works. Were we to be judged by our looks, by our performance? Would we be sent to a stage to perform sex with each other while everybody watches? Chantalle lead us to two doors and made it clear that we would be separated. Marta and I shared a last glimpse that expressed both fear and excitement. I entered the room and the door closed behind me. There were nine completely naked women, aged from 18 to 45 I guess, in the room looking at me. Some of them teasingly opened their legs for me to look at them. I wanted to say something, but the girl standing closest to me, a very tall brunette with big breasts put her index finger over my lips. She then looked deep into my fearful eyes, obviously enjoying her power over me. She moved straight in front of me, slowly and seductively wetting her lips with her tongue from side to side while opening my belt and trousers. It was like in a porn movie. But it was real. Her breath close to my mouth, her nipples touching my chest, her hand grabbing my cock - it all was happening. Three of the other girls had assembled around me and within seconds all my clothing was removed, I was laid on the floor, my legs spread wide, and the brunette's mouth was sucking my erection while a tiny Asian girl pushed her pussy in my face and two other girls moved my hands along their privates. The remaining girls were standing around in a circle, some masturbating, some kissing each other or touching my body. I didn't know their names, I didn't know anything about them. I knew that the Asian girl's pussy excreted sweet juices. I knew that the brunette really knew how to suck cock. I felt moisture developing around the fingers of both my hands. What counted was arousal. Without being able to see anything beyond a neatly shaven pigmented Venus mound, I noticed the sensation on my cock change to that familiar tight embrace that only the most intimate part of the female anatomy can provide. Since I entered that room I had not formed any thoughts. I was completely taken. No time to doubt, no time to think about my relationship, no time to hesitate. I was in it. My cock was in a hot and moist pussy that wanted to be fucked. Bareback and wet. My tongue, my hands, my whole body was fucking. It was pure bliss and sensual overload. Hips rocking all over and around my body. Sexual moans filled the air. My sense of time, space and self totally faded away in full surrender to my lowest carnal desires, raw, bare, wet thrusts of sexual pleasure. I was my cock. I was pushing, penetrating, arousing. I was smelling, tasting, hearing and feeling sex with every receptor of each of my senses.
Then, as my moans indicated that my arousal reached the point of no return, as unexpected as it all had started, the girls disappeared. I was left alone, lying on the floor. The big TV at the end of the room which I hadn't noticed so far, came on. It showed what was happening in the other room. There was Marta, down on her knees. I couldn't read the expression on her face. But she didn't resist when tall, black athletic guy approached her from behind. She looked into his face as she looked back and spread her legs to make it easier for him to enter her. His cock was huge and she screamed of pleasure as it slowly disappeared inside her. Another man's hand was playing with her, moving a finger over the clitoris. A third guy moved his cock to her mouth, and she greedily accepted it. I had never heard her make sounds like this. I could see that she wanted it, she wanted to bathe in the sea of raw masculine sexual energy. The guys took turns fucking her, squeezing her breasts and nipples, playing with her clit and sticking their cock in her mouth. Her body was shaking more and more until it pulsated in orgasmic bliss. They slowed down a bit, but they kept going fucking her. A very young, athletic guy was particularly energetic as he rammed his manhood deep inside her. Both their bodies were shaking, they shouted and as he pulled out a few moments later, a trail of sticky cum ran down her inner thighs. The guy whose cock was in her mouth pulled out and squirted his load over her back. She was in a frenzy. She wanted more - and more she got. Seeing her like turned me on like hell. Yes, I wanted to be there and be part of it and yes, I wanted to fuck her and release my cum deep inside her. But there was something very special in just witnessing her in her raw unrestrained lust. I didn't feel jealous and I masturbated as I kept watching the screen, watching her uncontrolled body spasms as one guy after the other blew his load one way or other.

A few moments later the door opened and there she was. Two girls had to guide her into the room, but left immediately. She was still shaking and looked exhausted and confused and probably scared that what she did and/or what I did would ruin our relationship. She just wanted me to hold her tight and that's what I did. There was sperm running down the inside of her legs and her breasts and back. Drops of cum were in her hair and on her face. A woman cannot look any sluttier that that. But to me she looked like a goddess. Seeing and smelling her like that made me feel hornier than I ever was in my life. But I knew that she was totally spent. She also was aware that I was in a different space and she felt how aroused I was. After a few moments she said "I want you to fuck the girls, all of them. And I just want to sit back and watch you. I want to look into your eyes as you fuck them. I want to see your joy".
As if on queue, the door opened and the Asian girl was asking if we need anything. Marta whispered in her ear, and she briefly left. With a smile on her face, she came back into the room. I was horny and I was quite rough with her, which she seemed to like. I pushed her on the floor, on her knees, entering her immediately, very slowly, but deeply. She was a tiny girl and her juicy pussy flesh was tight around my shaft. She loved to feel my strength, my unrestrained desire. I felt like a cave man, raw, sexual, animalistic. This was all carnal desire, unequivocal, deep and dark and loud. I was a beast, my eyes locked with Marta. She was shocked to see me like this. And deeply in love with me - which I felt as my thrusts into the Asian's girl got faster, harder and deeper until both our screams became louder and louder and she pulsated herself into the heaven of pure orgasmic bliss. I only just managed not to cum. She smiled and left the room and, one by one, all the other girls came inside so I could fuck them for a little while. There was that barely legal blonde teenager who turned out to be a squirter, the black lady who made incredible noises, the red haired lady who whispered incredible things into my ears, the chubby girl who masturbated herself to orgasm while sucking my cock. And some more. They all had a smile on their face, had not the slightest inhibitions. Some were very tight, some were very wet. It was such a new experience to feel one woman after the other. It was all pure lust, and yet the energy of each one felt very different from all the others. With her eyes, Marta gave me full permission to do whatever I wanted with these girls. It felt like she was encouraging me to dive ever deeper into the experience. I got to a place where time didn't exist. There was a moment of fucking followed by another moment of fucking which seemed unrelated to the moment before or after. I felt the female flesh at its core. And I penetrated it deeply again and again with my unrestrained desire. They craved for my manhood, they wanted to feel me deep inside them, penetrating them, taking them. The last girl was a dark blonde Slavic stunner. Marta smiled when she saw her. I think she was attracted to her. She said that I have to give her all I've got and that she wanted me to fuck her and then squirt into her pussy. Marta didn't use to talk dirty, so hearing her say those words turned me on even more. I the blonde from behind and as she lowered her head I must have hit her G spot with the tip of my cock as she uttered a very distinct sound of pleasure. With every thrust I made sure to hit that spot inside her, and it didn't take long until I felt her muscles tighten around my girth. We fucked like that for some time. Then Marta stood up and placed herself behind me. As that Slavic hottie approached orgasm, Marta pushed my pelvis deep inside her, fast and rough, again and again. Taken by surprise, I went totally blank as I squirted my load into the orgasmic convulsions of that beautiful girl.

Marta and I were left alone in the room and, without saying a word we lay down. We must have slept for an hour when the sounds of wild sex from the other room woke us up. We had a thorough shower and went into the big room where the orgy was taking place. Chantalle, who was busy pleasuring a cock with her mouth, saw us and, directing the man to another girl's orifice that has just become available, stood up to talk to us. "Congratulations. You have shown no signs of jealousy and both had sexual intercourse with all the members of the club and they all agreed that you should be part of our little club. Would you like to join in?" She pointed at the moaning pile of intertwined bodies behind her. We both gently shook our heads, embraced each other and shared a long, gentle kiss, watching Chantalle disappear back into the sea of bodies. It was an amazing experience to witness how that group of people turned into a single organism, connected by their genitals, their sounds and their lust

Marta and I left the club early, missing the end where all the men are made to ejaculate into greedy mouths, vaginas and anuses. Back home, we had the most gentle and sweet sex we've ever experienced. We deeply understood our desires and the experience at the club strengthened our relationship. Every month we would come back and spend a few hours fucking in a group of strangers. Even though we met them regularly, we never really got to know them. And that was good.

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