The same place

I was intrigued by another member's story here and thought I'd head off to the 'sex club', described as 'in the Western Suburbs', checking it out for myself.

I wasn't difficult to work out which club he was talking about. For all I knew, might have even been the same couple although I got a strong impression the couple I met were married.

I pulled up around 10am and parking was already proving to be a problem. When I finally did find a space (some 400m away!) I walked back and found the rear door that led to the building.

"(R) Sex on premises" a large sign advised.

I buzzed to get in, paid my money and another door opened to the inside.

Coming out of broad daylight had its issues; it was dark inside and I couldn't see a thing.

I felt for a towel and walked aimlessly until a staff member said "You're new?"

"Yep" I said, "Where do I go?"

Pointing to my right, he said "Showers and lockers in there... come, I'll show you"

I gave him my locker number and he took me to it. Then he went about his own business.

My eyes were now beginning to adjust to the darkness. There were guys everywhere. I stripped down, grabbed a quick shower and wrapped a fresh towel around me and began to explore the play areas.

One floor up seemed to be the happening place. Glory holes, sling rooms, orgy room - and again, men everywhere!

I sat in a room of guys and started to watch porn. It was actually quite good; recent footage and not too home-made!

The guys in this place seemed a little restless, always getting up; fidgeting and moving around. The reason was obvious, they were there for the real thing.

I sat alone for a few minutes wondering if I'd scared everyone off. But then that wouldn't have seemed right as I got the eye from many a guy whilst I'd been there in the short while.

Curiosity got the better of me, I re wrapped and left the room to see where everyone had gone.

It was all very quiet, that is till I got to the orgy room. There was about 20 guys in there and while I nudged to the front to see what was going on, the 8 or so bodies on the bed only indicated a mass tangle; arms and legs everywhere, and again a lot of guys!

Too hard I thought. So I went to the top floor again to check it out. Nothing, except a guy in the movie room, alone and wanking to porn on the screen.

Heading back down a level, I passed a shower room. There was a guy standing in the doorway as if he was controlling traffic. I walked straight at him and he lowered his arm to allow me through to the toilets beyond the shower.

In the shower was his female partner... wife or whatever. I had a good look at her and he watched me catch her eye as I passed. She was gorgeous. A great boob-job that had them pointing directly at me, cute small nipples, curvy body and a shaved snatch to add. It was like slow motion as the water cascaded over her curves and onto the floor of the shower.

'Seen enough?' was what I imagined her man thinking as he watched me perving at her!

I went to a cubicle, (got myself together again); pretended to pee and was ready to walk back past.

She was out. Wet, and towel wrapped back around her as I followed them both back out.

Both were in their mid 30's, both extremely good looking. But then, I guess any one lady in a building of some 50 men were always going to stand out!

As we left the amenities area, an entourage of about 10 guys quickly formed a 'following' and I found myself a part of what seemed like a chase.

We all followed them room to room, area to area for about ten minutes. Another couple meanwhile had come in. Probably in their early 60's, they too decided (this couple being the only other couple), they'd join the chase.

By this time, there were about 25 people following this couple.

We passed a sling room and there was a guy, poised; waiting for someone to come in and service him.

"There ya go" the female said to her husband, "There's your chance" But he looked and said "Na" and quite honestly it wasn't a pleasant look at all!

I whispered to the lady "This is ridiculous. You're being followed by all these guys; you'll never get the privacy you're looking for"

She agreed, saying "They don't let up!"

"Your guy..." I said, "He wants to try a man?" "yes" she answered, adding "That's why we're here. He wants to fuck arse and I'm not into it"

"Then let's get a room" I said. "You choose and we'll shake the rest of these guys off"

She found a room and the three of us force-closed the door from the other guys.

"Did you see the other couple out there?" she asked.

"Yes. Did nothing for you?"

"Nope. Old, and besides that's not why we're here"

With that, she pulled her and her husband's towel off and began chewing in his cock. I ripped mine off straight away!!!

Guys outside were pushing at the door trying to create a gap so they could see what was going on. This annoyed the male of the couple and he said "Let's find another room, one with a good door lock"

We all quickly draped up, opened the door (two guys falling in), and walked 2 doors up to another room with a better lock.

Once we force-closed the door again, towels quickly came off and they were back into it. Except this time, there was a large cock-hole in the wall of the room; from an adjoining room.

I could see her while sucking her guy off, looking at the many eyes focused on the action in our room. She was getting off on it.

No one made mention of the hole, the eyes; the pushing, shoving and arguing that went on while these guys vied for a good show.

It was clear to me she was enjoying it and I don't really think her man even noticed the hole.

We were both hard. Very hard. She switched from his cock to mine. She was very good... taking all 8" to the back of her throat. I did all I could to prevent an orgasm. Meanwhile, he was stroking, watching her take me in her mouth.

I cupped her boobs. Tight they were, still standing outright. Which ever way I pulled them, they bounced back to attention position. She loved it.

I wanted to fuck her there and then but knew there'd be a price to pay. My arse.

I hadn't taken a cock for ages, since I was a kid, and when we used to mess around. I knew it was about to come around.

"OK, NOW here's your chance darling" she said to her partner, "We'll all waiting for you"

I glanced at the cock-hole and saw four keen eyes, egging us on almost through telepathy. The pushing and shoving continued while other guys in the room tried to get a view.

I squatted arse-up over the bed end while he fitted a condom and lubed up.

He came over and she took his cock in hand and placed it against my hole. Ouch... this is gonna hurt I thought, but the pain would be little compared with the enjoyment I'll have if in the long-run - I hope!

She helped him slowly glide his cock in and once in, he paused and took a deep breath.

Meanwhile, she'd positioned herself (legs spread) in front of me and said "Wanna bite?"

The commotion behind the wall almost sounded like they'd force it down and land into our room. There were faces, hands and even cocks trying to come through. In all, we continued to ignore it with the exception that she still continued to view the hole, getting hornier and hornier that so many guys were watching.

He was still very poised; motionless, deep inside me.

"Well, ya going to give it a pump?" she asked.

"I'm too close to blowing" he replied, "I can't move otherwise I will!"

"You're a pussy" she said, "That's why we came here, so you can get arse - and now you can't do it?"

I continued to eat her out and although she moaned a little, I felt her attention was on him having a good time.

He pulled out, a little limp.

"You blew, didn't you - you shit?" she called.

He stood dumbfounded, seemed I was off the hook, perhaps.

"You'll stay here with me now, I haven't finished with him yet!" she said to him. "It's not all about you, its about us and I'm part of the us here. That's why I came!" she added.

"We're actually quite new to this" she said to me, "I gave up a lot to agree to come here and I'm not walking out empty-handed. I want that cock and he can watch"

She spread herself across the bed and said "I want it - show me how I want it"

Cheers from next door were abundant. There must have been 10 guys in there.

I looked at her on the bed, looked back at him and at a nod of approval, I leaned over her and began to kiss her on the lips.

She quickly thrusted me against her and began to moan. The AMM member who'd reported the original story was right...

Madness was unfolding.

Her partner was standing there, limp, perhaps half mast. I didn’t know if his cock was still on its way down or if it fact was on its way back up, becoming aroused again.

She and I were kissing, tongue-deep. Her legs were wide open and up in the air while one foot was pushing against my arse forcing me hard up against her. My cock, balls and pelvic area were very wet, grinding away at her. My shaft was well placed against her hole, her arse and everywhere in between while she squirmed; he watched on looking puzzled, yet amused. ‘We’ve never done this’ she had said.

The guys next door became restless, chanting and jeering. Eyes moved around while presumably they were pushing and shoving each other trying to get a look through. The partner would have been well aware of the hole by now, and she gazed at it with one eye and had the other half closed.

She was rocking me while she grunted, as if we were actually having sex but I hadn’t penetrated her. The onlooking audience wouldn’t have known this; we appeared to them as two bodies seemingly going at it. Her man then took up a corner position, cock harder now; cuckold.

I began to feel her hand push down on my head, as if guiding me ‘down there’. I slid down and at the same time turned her around so the audience could get a birds-eye view of her snatch, and me eating it. It was extremely wet. I drove my tongue in deep while she played with her boob. She then pulled one of my hands up and massaged over the top of mine, onto her breast. It was firm, pointing straight up to the ceiling. Silicon implants probably, her nipples were small; sharp and faultless.

She worked my thumb and forefinger so I’d have the nipple clamped between them. She pinched them up tight and drew them away from her chest stretching her nipple out until we lost grip - Then again, and again.

Her other hand found my other one, drawing it hard up against her opening why I gnawed at her clit. “Bite it” she said. More cheers from next door could be heard, she was groaning loudly.

I slid a finger in, then two. She was bucking like a bronco and the pressure she applied herself had almost turned her inside out around the crutch area. I could feel her hole gasp, if not; lunge at me but not spraying however more like a ‘raspberry kiss’ affect, sending doses of juice against my chin and neck. She was wet, I was wet; the bed was drenched.

Her guy stood up, erect and appeared to be ready again. His cock was probably quite shorter than mine, possibly at six inches plus, but very thick. His body was normal, being average however quite solid. He stood around five feet eight; neither he nor she had tattoos.

She continued to throw her body around; meanwhile I must have looked like I’d had a fight with an alien. Hair and face wet like I’d just been slimed. Both the smell and taste of her juices were sweet, like ripe fruit, delicious and attractive.

Her clit was medium-sized, but big enough that it peeled back like a hood when pressured. It was sensitive, yet robust; she jolted while she enjoyed it being wrestled by my tongue.

She threw my hand against her crutch harder. A good part of it slid into her wet hole. “More!” she called. “I want it all!” I forced a good part of my hand well inside her; I could feel her vaginal muscles contract and release; contract and release, several times.

She was screaming. The whole establishment would have heard her, and did, judging by the sound of footsteps outside the door. I could hear too, commands to open the door to the cock-hole adjoining room. “Let me in!” we could hear, many more vying to watch through the hole – these guys obviously knew of the room set-up.

The guys next door dismissed the calls; they continued to watch on, but more quietly than they had before.

My entire hand had almost penetrated her. I licked her clit, and I licked her hole, where it was tight having had my hand in her. She was wild, screaming and still bucking around.

She began to roar “Fuck! Fuck!” she yelled, she was about to climax. I worked harder ‘down there’ and didn’t let up. I could feel all her insides `was like putting your hand in a wrist-deep into a bucket of oysters. It was wild.

Her guy was tugging madly at his cock; this wasn’t something he wasn’t going to enjoy as well. The guys next door were still a little quiet, probably more intrigued, and surely cocks in hand, wanking madly.

She exploded into orgasm just as I released my hand from her hole. It was followed by a thrust of slippery juice, again like a raspberry-kiss; hitting me directly in the face. She pulled me back up to her face again and kissed me, saying “That was awesome! Thank you!” Neither I nor her man had orgasmed.

“That’s it then” he said, “She’s not good at backing up”

‘Farg’ I thought. Here I am, harder than ever and that’s it?

It wasn’t such a big deal – she was fantastic. Loving, and for her first time doing this, electric.

She remained laid on the bed, legs tightly closed and still moving around a little while softly massaging her boobs. She was content and still breathing heavily.
The shuffle next door could only suggest some went, some new guys entered. Eyes were still on us but she’d forgotten about the hole in the wall.

Her guy walked closer to us and I brought myself to my feet at the end of the bed. He leaned over and began to cuddle her.

There was not regret with anyone with what had just occurred, but I considered he was consoling her – a job well done.

I stood back a little, still very much erect; looked back at them. They were a loving couple.

They stayed there for another five minutes or so, and he kissed her neck and made whispered gestures in her ear. She giggled.

She’d sat up but was still very much folded. I could see nothing except a glimpse of her pussy as she huddled. She was done.

He continued to laugh with her and whisper sweet little nothings into her ear while she continued to giggle. I had no idea what he was saying but I presumed he was affirming their decision that to do these things were OK, and assuring her all was still good and he loved her to death.

It was a great thing to see. Meanwhile, I was still hard at eight inches and no one next door was going anywhere, especially if some of them were viewing this for their first time.

Was it judgement day?

The guys next door presumably saw it only as an intermission. I wish I could have agreed. Everything was quiet excepting the murmurs from him and her, and the sounds of his lips on her neck as he continued to consol her.

Her body (as firm as it was) looked tired and beaten, like she’d just done five rounds in a bout. Rest assured, it was nothing I did, it was one hundred percent attributed to the energy she put into her own orgasm. That was for sure.

She began to loosen up a little, sprawling her body out more. She had become more relaxed but I still stood there like a spare dick at a wedding… hard and standing, not knowing whether to let myself out, or not.

We waved me closer and I moved in as they still embraced. His arms were waving madly; I didn’t really know what it was he wanted me to do. So I stood there – cock up, until I was pulled into a somewhat group hug.

She kissed me, again thanking me for what we’d done. Her guy pushed us up closer and it seemed that now, I was the one consoling her and kissing her around the neck.

Her body eased more and began to unfold a little; we continued to kiss while her man stood back and watched.
“You want him don’t you?” he asked her. She made no reply but held me a little tighter.

Still kissing her and working my way around her neck, she began to guide me to her boobs. I sucked her nipples and man-handled her thirty-sixes. They weren’t going anywhere. I pulled at them – pushed and gave them a good workout but they sprung straight back into position again. It was fun seeing this, and even more fun, her; feeling it. She was well aware of what I was trying to do and her groans were sign enough that she was well on her way to orgasm number two.

She pulled me over the bed and on top of her proper. I could still smell her on my hands each time they passed my face. In fact, the whole room smelled of her.

They guys next door had become more aroused, yet there were little or no voices that could be heard. They continued to watch and again she had a firm eye on the guys watching her.

She pushed my eight inches into her hole with no hesitation at all, sounding off a loud scream when the head bottomed against the back of her vagina.

Albeit I’d had my entire hand in there, she felt tight and possibly one of the best fucks I’d had. Her legs were wrapped tightly around my torso, again, and in rhythm; worked to pressure me hard against her so she could take it all. She felt absolutely adorable. Very, very wet still but it was like something very new, even if it wasn’t.

I began to slowly fuck her. I was extremely close to blowing but considered things like ATO, Global Warming and our Federal Government’s deficit to keep me from spoiling the moment I’d been waiting for. Did it help? Hell no. She felt so good that it was hard to think of anything else than what I was doing at the time.

By geez she felt good. If ever a robotic protocol for the perfect example of a cunt be designed, this was certainly the one scientists need to clone. I could feel everything about her insides, and everything about her that was happening on the outside as well. She was shunting harder than a diesel locomotive.

I hadn’t considered a condom, nor did I even have time to slap one on. I figured that in her and her man’s urgency to get this happening, they didn’t care too much either. He at this time was close and wanking like there was no tomorrow because he knew after all, just how good she really was pleasing in bed.

The eyes through the cock-hole were wide, but still no one said anything.

“Take me from behind” she said, looking at both me and the guys through the hole.

We changed positions and again I was hard inside her. More noise now though; the squishing of skin on skin through a corridor of fluid sent soundwaves throughout the lower floor that again had many a guy queued up at the door trying to listen in on the action.

She was loud. Whispers became a shout, “Oh yes! Fuck me, fuck me!”

The room sounded like a Chinese Laundry. Her and I calling out, agitations, twisting of clothes entangled within each other, suffice to say there were no clothes worn in this room. But all the same, it was hot, steamy and the sound of fluid anxiety couldn’t disguise itself.

I had the perfect vantage point, she was bent over in front of me - faced buried on the surface of the bed… taking it like she was a mare on heat; her partner was close by attacking his cock like he’d been a bad boy; the guys next door looking me almost in the eye while I sunk my cock deep inside her. How does a guy hold himself back?

She fanny-farted over and over again, the jeers next door again became vocal. Each time I logged in, she farted. Each time she farted, we heard a cheer from the guys (through the hole), next door.

I was at point blank. She felt great and I couldn’t find anything that would perturb me from blowing. Meanwhile, she was close to a climax too, her guy was still close and point blank just like me until a cock appeared through the hole in the wall.

‘Oh! What now???’ I wondered.

It was like getting to the end of a Seinfeld sitcom and the punch line interrupted by a news bulletin.

‘Hello’?? I wondered, ‘Do you know what’s going down here?’ But this cock was nothing like I’d ever seen man gifted with; possibly Hispanic, perhaps Mediterranean. It wasn’t Black African, maybe it was a dildo?

It poked through the cock-hole, at least a foot long; given the thickness of the wall, maybe a foot and half inch; maybe thirteen. But it looked more like a foot than it did a cock. The thing was massive.

She could not take her eyes off it. None of us could.

We continued to pump, now: something had taken my mind off blowing my load.

The hole in the wall was to her right, as she was bent over the bed in front of me. She had to look up, and a little back to me to get a good view. For me, it was very much in line with my head, and very much in my face but she made it perfectly clear she wanted to twist around, keeping good fix on it.

It sat there, idle. Just poked through the wall but throbbed. The circumference of this thing was the size of my wrist. And I’m not a small guy by any means.