Journalist Visits Swingers Club
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I looked to one side and saw a chair. I recognised it as a queening chair.
The woman came back in front of me and said “first time?†and I nodded. She smiled broadly and turned to point at the floor in front of the chair. There was black foam and I understood that I was to lie on that, on my back, and then shuffle so that my head was under the chair.
Our Visit to the Club
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“Oh it will be fun” she said.
“We can leave if you feel uncomfortable” she said
I noticed the emphasis on ‘you’ there.
I looked at the ‘outfit’ on the bed my wife had laid out for me.
Exciting stuff which I was more than happy to wear – in our bedroom.
But out in public, well, inside a club?
I really wasn’t sure.
Then Carla emerged from the bathroom and my cock sprang to full size.
This was going to happen.
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My wife Carla is now 42 but still gorgeous. A real MILF. She takes care of her body and lips are still full and red hair still tumbles over her shoulders like on our wedding day 15 years ago.
I’m (Paul) still in good shape and our home life is good.
The kids are growing well, the money is OK, life is pretty good.
Our sex life goes through highs and lows – well, not so much lows, as it plateaus before we find something new. We tried a little light bondage for a while and had fun with it. Carla wasn’t comfortable about restrained, it made her feel nervous. I was more than happy to be strapped to the bed while she teased me for maybe a couple of hours before she rode me to a shattering climax.
We tried toys for a while. I loved watching Carla bring herself to multiple orgasms with a rabbit vibrator.
We tried spanking. Carla will often dress-up for me in the bedroom and I persuaded her to be the naughty schoolgirl who needed a spanking. Oh my word, she looked fantastic dressed in a short pleated skirt that just covered the tops of her sheer stockings, her 5” heels raising her to over 6 feet tall (being 5’ 8” naturally). He large breasts were squeezed into an old bra that was now too small for her 36E breasts and a tight cotton blouse was almost bursting over her swollen chest. Her hair was in two bunches and she wore slutty red lipstick.
I almost came when she laid over my lap as I playfully spanked her bare ass before she offered to blow me to show “she was a good girl”.
Oh yes, our sex life highs can be very high. But there’s only so many times you can re-visit the same thing before the law of diminishing returns kicks-in. A few spanking sessions later and Carla wasn’t enjoying it so much – I could tell.
I left it for a while and then suggested she be the schoolteacher and me the naughty schoolboy. Again, another night of fabulous sex after my ass was hand-spanked and then we found our daughter’s school ruler and she used that on me. Ouch.
Then the enthusiasm dimmed – from me this time.
The one constant in our sex life was that Carla loved me going down on her. I don’t know if I was especially good at it, but she always came, usually more than once. It was very seldom that we fucked without me licking her out first. She did like to squat over me, gripping the headboard so she could wiggle her ass as my tongue, nose and chin all came into contacts were her sensitive areas.
We had even tried anal play. I loved the ‘idea’ of pegging – seeing a sexy woman fuck a guy with a strapon was my favourite porn to watch.
Carla took some persuading but we bought a strapon and I prepared myself with butt plugs and plenty of lube. The problem though was that I couldn’t watch the action. The other problems were that it wasn’t very pleasurable and also Carla had trouble directing the dildo. She didn’t have the… push or hip control required to get a rhythm going.
Also, that night was the one and only time our kids interrupted our ‘kinky’ sex! So, that event holds bad memories for me!
We needed something new but we had tried… pretty much everything.
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Carla stood in the doorway of the bathroom. My eyes always start at her feet. She wears fantastic sexy shoes. This evening, her calf boots with a 4” heel fitted her toned legs well before the fishnet stockings took my eye to the leather suspenders that were attached to the leather corset. Her breasts were barely contained and her black lace choker looked gorgeous under her face, with heavy eye make-up and full, red lips. Her hair was pulled back into a tight pony-tail.
She giggled as she saw my cock bobbing in front of me.
“Hurry up, the taxi will be here soon” she said and moved to the dresser where she picked up the riding crop and moved in front of me. She looked down at me (being now 2” taller) and trailed the crop over my chest.
“You wouldn’t want me to use this… would you?” she asked playfully. I smiled.
I turned to the bed and picked up my leather shorts and squoze myself into them. I put on the leather collar and body harness that kind-of made me look like a gladiator. Yeah, kind-of!
While I was buckling the straps on the back of my mask, I though back to the conversations over the last few weeks that led us to this point.
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I really liked Susie. There was an underlying naughtiness about her that was quite infectious.
And she was a stunner. Gorgeous long blonde hair, a curvy figure and a wicked sense of humour.
Carla had met Susie at an after-school club a few months ago and they had hit it off.
Susie was a single mom, having moved to our area after her divorce. Her son was the same age as ours (12) and the two Moms had bonded and Carla felt quite protective of Susie as she was ‘the new girl’ and also our city was quite diverse and Carla wanted to make sure to steer Susie away from the ‘bad areas’.
About a month ago Carla asked if she could go out one night with a few of the girls and Susie to show her some of the bars and clubs – get her ‘back on the scene’.
I had no real objections as Carla mentioned Tracy, Hannah, Laura and few more women I knew from the area and as parents – as well as being friends with Carla. They had all visited our house on occasion.
This night, a Saturday, I said I would happily chauffer the ladies into town as I has access to a minibus that seated 10. The kids were staying over (at the houses of Tracy and Laura) and the other dads were similarly helping their other-halves get ready for a fun night out.
Carla looked fantastic. She wore a simple black dress that had a high-neck but was quite short, allowing her toned thighs to be seen. She wore sheer black pantyhose and 4” heels.
The night was warm, so no need for any outer layer. Her perfume was intoxicating and I had a touch of concern that she was looking SOOOO sexy.
Carla could tell my thoughts and slinked up behind me and grabbed my swelling cock while she breathed into my ear “make sure he’s ready for me when I get back…. I might be quite worked up”.
I turned and we kissed deeply.
The doorbell rang and a couple of the girls had arrived, followed swiftly by Susie.
Holy shit, but she looked so fuckable. He halter dress had a plunge almost to her navel, and her breasts were straining to be controlled. She couldn’t have been wearing a bra.
The dress was long but split up the front so that as she walked he whole legs were visible.
I was staring, I know, and I felt Carla behind me again. She whispered “oh yes, she’s getting fucked tonight” and she scampered past me to greet Susie and the girls.
I rounded everyone out to the bus and realised all four of them were dressed to kill. Laura wasn’t a great looker, but her ass in the tight dress she wore looked fabulous.
I drove for 5 minutes and stopped outside of Hannah’s house where she and a couple more of the girls were waiting. Again, all looking stunning.
I realised then that all 7 of them would have the guys drooling all night.
Around 2am I got a call from Carla telling me where they were and 20 minutes later I parked outside a non-descript building. I could hear the thump-thump of heavy bass from an upper floor.
I could see 4 of the girls, including Carla outside. As I walked towards them I noticed Carla was bare legged. Oh well, probably got her pantyhose snagged and it was still warm out so need for them.
I said hello and got a drunken response from everyone. The door opened and Tracy and Laura were ‘helping’ Susie outside. She looked wasted. I then realised that Hannah and Chrissy were also very unsteady on their heels and so I helped them to the bus.
As Hannah stepped into the bus, her short dress rode higher and I could see wasn’t wearing panties. I broke my gaze rather than be caught staring but everyone else was around the other side of the bus. I went back to looking at Hannah’s pussy as she was still half-kneeling into the bus. Her pussy looked swollen. It looked like it had been fucked!
Hannah then turned and slumped into the seat. I went around to help the others and Susie was the last to board. I took advantage and placed my hand between her thighs as I ‘helped’ her into the bus. My fingers met bare skin and I realised Susie also wasn’t wearing panties.
I said nothing. I closed the door, started the bus, AC on high and drove off.
There was a lot of giggling in the back and loud whispering – clearly conversation they didn’t want me to hear.
I pulled outside of Hannah’s having texted Andy (Hannah’s OH) that we were inbound and he was ready to help his unsteady wife of the bus. The other girls that came from there also departed into the house with much giggling, waving, air-kisses and also gestures of “ssshhh”. Not in a ‘keep the noise down way’ but more in a ‘keep the secret’ way.
We arrived at ours a few minutes later. I helped Susie and Carla into our house and then walked with Mel and Pippa around the corner to their houses. I got a hug and a kiss from each. Very nice!
Arriving back home, Susie was already in our spare bed, almost unconscious. This wasn’t the plan but clearly she shouldn’t be left alone (her son was at another house!).
Carla was in the bathroom cleaning up before bed. I tried to make some sense of the snippets I’d heard in the bus.
My attention was drawn to the bathroom light going out and Carla emerging into the bedroom.
She was wearing just her heels and so I knew she was ready for sex.
I went to put my hands around her waist but she just pushed me back so that I was sat on the bed and then lying on the bed.
Within seconds her bare, shaved pussy was over my mouth and Carla was grinding herself over my face. My hands grasped her ass and I brought her to orgasm within a minute.
Ten minutes later she had come twice more but my jaw and cock were now straining.
I managed to lever her off me and Susie got on all fours, gripping the headboard.
“Fuck me hard” was all she said.
I needed no more encouragement and in a few minutes we were both gasping when I filled her pussy with a large load of spunk.
The next morning I asked a few questions to try and find out what had happened the night before.
Carla made it plain there were some ‘secrets’ she wasn’t going to tell.
But she did say they had ended-up at a sex club. My heart leapt into my mouth.
Carla continued. It had been Susie’s idea. “She’s a wild one” was all Carla would say.
The club was free for women and it was club run by sub-men. Women would be invited to be in charge in any way they wished. Walk up to one of the trussed-up guys and give him a spanking.
Like the look of one, well, open your legs and get him to lick you out.
Carla said she had joined in on some of the spanking and had let a guy lick her heels and then when he started to lick his way up her thighs she had pushed him back. In doing so, her pantyhose got laddered and she got annoyed.
Susie had seen it all and told Carla to take off the pantyhose. Susie then took them and tied them very tightly around the guys exposed cock and balls. Carla said the guy groaned and then spurted over the floor. Susie had then pushed him down and told him to lick it all up. Susie had told Carla to spank the guy until it was all done – and not to be too light in the spanking.
Carla then told me a few more wild things that had gone on, but not with any of her friends.
Until she told me that at about 1.30am they had re-grouped but couldn’t find Susie. They went looking for her and found a closed door. Susie opened it and her jaw dropped to the floor. There was a guy strapped over a bench. Behind him was Susie, pegging him with a large black strap-on.
Behind Susie was another guy fucking her. All of the girls just stood in the doorway dumb-founded by the scene in front of them.
Before anyone could speak, the guy fucking Susie grabbed her hips firmly and it was clear he was cumming inside her. Susie’s back arched and she came with a guttural moan. The guy being fucked by her strap-on moaned into his ball-gag and he spurted onto the floor.
After a couple of minutes of heavy breathing from all, the guy stood allowing Susie to stand. She turned to see the girls in the doorway and gave a wide, satisfied smile to them.
Carla also told me that after they had ‘punished’ the guy that had licked her legs, they found a room with a special throne chair. A guy was under the seat of the chair and it had a hole in it. The implication was that you could do whatever you wished. Susie had pushed Carla to sit on the throne and pull her dress up to her hips. Carla was giggling and before she knew what was happening, Susie had lifted her legs and was slipping her panties down her legs. Carla started to raise to object as she felt a finger and then a tongue probe her now available pussy. She froze and then Susie took the chance to push her back down as the tongue delved into the depths of her pussy causing her to almost shake as she felt the first tingle of an orgasm.
Carla was telling me this, BTW, the following morning as she was slowly riding me. My cock was buried deep in her as she lazily recounted the previous evening. I grabbed her breasts but she slapped my hands away and said “NO.. I’m in charge” and she continued to grind her pussy with my cock fully inside her.
“Oh god it felt sooooo good” she recounted “I had no idea who was underneath me but it was just about my pleasure”. Her eyes started to roll and I knew she was close.
I thrusted up and her mouth made a wide O as she came without speaking.
She slumped next to me and we cuddled until we heard Susie stirring.
A short while later we were gathered around the breakfast table. I had checked on the kids and all was fine. Susie was in great form. Clearly her ‘state’ of the night before wasn’t so much to do with the alcohol as the fucking she was giving and being given that had made so weak-kneed.
Susie was sat in my daughters robe. My daughter is only 14 and so the robe barely covered any of Susie’s ‘charms’. When I got back from calling, Susie and Carla were in deep discussion.
They both giggled when I returned and I could tell I had disturbed a plan being hatched.
We finished breakfast. I stood at the bottom of the stairs as Susie went up. The robe lifting as she walked and her are ass and pussy were very much on show.
That night, Carla was teasing me and making it clear she was horny.
The kids bedrooms were right at the other end of the landing so when we had sex they wouldn’t be able to hear. Which was good as Carla had me laying over the chest at the end of the bed as she spanked me. I had been promised ‘a special evening’. As I tidied downstairs Carla had prepared and was dressed in a killer outfit of basque, stoockings heels… she was so fuckable. “BUT” she said “I needed to please her first”.
The answer was ‘yes’ obviously, and so I was now being lightly spanked.
After the spanking, Carla lay back on the bed and let me kiss and lick her pussy as she reclined. It was so wet even before I started. We fucked twice that night – the second time as I was between her thighs, I could feel her heels digging into my back and the riding crop swishing down onto my bare ass to encourage me.
As we lay in the afterglow, Carla asked me if I would like to visit the club.
She told me that their visit had all been Susie’s idea. Every Friday was a regular swingers night and ‘anything goes’. Singles, couples, sex, straight & bi, some spanking, some BDSM. But everyone needed to be invited. No randoms.
Susie had been invited by a guy she had met and had loved it. She couldn’t wait to tell ‘the girls’. So what I thought was an evening to get ‘Susie out there’ was really a plan from Susie to ‘get the girls involved’.
Carla told me that most Saturday’s was a theme night. Different rules, different clientele. While she was there (not having her pussy licked) Carla had gotten into a deep conversation with one of the regulars and had persuaded Carla to attend their next ‘Master and Servant’ evening.
My face showed my shock, but my cock told a different story.
Carla continued and said that the ‘Master’ might be male or female – they were always looking for more female ‘Masters’ but usually finding a male ‘servant’ was less easy.
By now, I was lying on back with Carla slowly stroking my cock as she casually told me what she knew.
She told me there was a changing room and a cloakroom. A maximum of around 30 people and the organisers needed to make sure of a good balance, so “if we are going to join in” Carla said huskily into my ear as her hand made long slow stroked up and down my cock “that we would need to commit to it”. She then told me that everyone would be wearing masks and anyone with visible tattoos could wear clothing that maintained the anonymity. Not a problem for us.
“It’s all very safe… but very adult” she purred, rubbing my pre-cum over my cockhead and then licking her fingers. I was breathing hard now.
“So…” she whispered “…could you be my servant for the night..” as she increased the pace of her rubbing. I held firm (!) and said “would we have the chance to go back with ME as the master and you as the servant”. Carla giggled and said “sure, probably in a few months… but” she paused.
“What” I asked. She bit her lip but said “I know you like it when I’m in charge” and promptly dropped my cock, throbbing against my stomach.
“HEY” I exclaimed as she started to roll away from me.
She stopped and looked me straight in the eyes. “cmon, we both know you love me to take charge in the bedroom” she purred. This was true, in OUR bedroom, but in a sex club?
Carla could sense my turmoil so she took my still-pulsing cock in her hands and started to rub once more.
“How about” she said with her lips brushing my ear “if you do this for me” she was rubbing hard now “we…will….do…anything…you…want…for…the…next…week…” my cock exploded and spurted cum hitting my own chin and roping string spunk onto my chest.
“OOOHHH” she exclaimed “you LIKE THAT” and she carried on rubbing my cock, extracting every ounce of juice I had. With some spunk on her fingers, she brought them to my mouth and before I knew it I was licking them clean. “mmmm…” she purred again “… I like to see that”.
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So here we were. Carla dressed to be a Master (or Mistress) and me dressed to be her servant.
The taxi – specially chartered by the club – would arrive soon. A limo with blacked-out windows so that even the driver couldn’t see.
Carla put her mask over her eyes and looked at me stood in front of her. My cock bursting to be released, a leather harness arrangement across my chest and back. I was clean shaved (everywhere) and had a mask that came below my nose allowing my mouth to be unrestricted.
I wore simple black sneakers. Carla wore 4” boots and towered over me.
I was excited as hell – but also more than a little nervous. Carla seemed very relaxed, which helped me.
The bell rang and we went to the door. We checked and the driver had opened the back door on the limo and was getting back into the front. Our drive is secluded and it was already dark, so we knew we would be OK.
Carla turned to me with a serious look on her face.
She said “you ARE ok with this Paul” and looked concerned that my answer might not be what she wanted.
I laughed and said “yes… Mistress.. you will have me by your side at all times”. And by that, I meant I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight.
I was comfortable if some guy licked her pussy and wanted a spanking from her. It would be exciting to watch. For me, well.. I was nervous.
We slipped out of the door, I locked it and put the key in our special hiding place.
Carla was already in the limo when I turned around and so I slipped in beside her. The car moved away and we looked at each other. Carla smiled her dazzling smile and then licked her fingertips. She moved her fingers down to her crotch and I realised she wasn’t wearing panties. Before I could speak she had slipped three fingers inside her already wet pussy and then brought them out, offering them to me to lick clean. I eagerly did so.
She leant into me and spoke softly “we have 20 minutes, want to make a start…” and she flicked her tongue over my ear. I knew what to do.
I slid of the seat and dived between her thighs. Her pussy smelt lush and I could tell she had applied plenty of perfume down there. In only a few minutes I felt her hands grasping my leather collar and pulling my face hard against her pelvic bone. She came in short gasps and I felt a flush of her fluid on my face.
I licked her clean and returned to the seat. My cock was raging so I started to open the zip on the leather shorts. Carla smacked my hand away and told me “NO. I am the Mistress and I say when you get your pleasure”. I was shocked. Carla had not take that tone with me before, except in play, and it didn’t feel like play this time. She kept looking straight ahead. I made a point of re-zipping my shorts and put my hands to my side.
After a few minutes Carla said “am I going to be able to trust you Paul” and she remained looking ahead. I turned to look at her and asked “what do you mean”.
Again, not looking at me, “can I trust you to put my pleasure first and not to think of your own” she asked.
Wow, did that mean I wouldn’t get anything physical out of tonight? Sure I’d be able to watch and maybe join in with a little licking of my own but I hoped to get to fuck my wife.
“Remember our agreement” Carla stated.
Yes, it would be worth it. I would be incredibly horny by the end of the evening but the next week we would be able to play and Carla would do anything I wanted. I was already planning for the kids to be away the whole of next weekend at the grandparents when the limo arrived.
The door was opened and I realised we were in an underground car park and I stepped out I look at the person holding the door open and it was a guy that was dressed pretty much as I was. I heard a click of heels as Carla walked around the car with another guy dressed the same way following behind her.
We were directed towards a lift and when it opened just us tow got in. The walls were full-length mirrors and Carla turned and preened. She looked SO HOT!.
On the fourth floor, the lift stopped and the doors opened into a small lobby. I could hear soft music playing and some voices from behind a curtain.
A woman appeared and asked us who had invited us. Carla said SH2 and that we were CL1 and CL2. Wow! The woman was wearing a leather skirt that finished about 2” below her pussy, knee boots and a leather ‘bra’ that was really just 4 straps of leather that hid her nipples. She looked sexy as hell.
The woman smiled beneath her mask and pushed the curtain aside. We went down a short corridor and the music became a little louder but it wasn’t intrusive. The woman passed through another curtain and a man entered. He was big guy, 6’4” and well muscled. He was clearly a master as he was dressed in dark trousers and black silk shirt, opened to the waist.
The woman re-appeared and the man spoke only to Carla.
“Lovely to see you again. I’m so pleased you brought your servant with you”. He gave me the briefest of looks before turning back to Carla. I’m sure her breasts swelled as she looked up at the powerful man. “We have a full crowd tonight, only another 2 couples left to arrive” and he smiled at Carla. He took her hand and held it high and pushed the curtain open and ushered her through.
I went to follow but the woman moved in front of me and said “no. the servants don’t join yet”.
I looked at her a little scared and she cocked her head and asked “first time”? I nodded and she smiled. “Come with me” and she pushed over the opposite curtain and led me to a door, opening it she motioned for me enter and then closed it behind me. The room was dark.
I was aware of breathing around me and as my eyes got adjusted I realised there were around 9 other guys in the room all dressed as me. Some taller, some shorter, one black guy, one well muscled another a little chubby. Everyone seemed to be late 30’s up to may early 50’s.
I nodded a greeting but didn’t speak.
After what seemed like an age, but was probably less than 5 minutes, the other door opened and light streamed in allowing me get a better picture of my compatriots. Yes, we were all dressed the same. The woman that had shown me into the room appeared and beckoned us to follow her. I was second in-line and the 11 of us (one more had arrived) filed down a short corridor. I could hear the music playing and female voices laughing.
We were told to stop, in the line, and turn 90 degrees. We did and we heard “Ladies, meet your servants” and the curtain in front of us was lifted. We were in spotlights and so I couldn’t make out much for a few seconds that I realised there were about 12 or 14 women looking at us. I spotted Carla chatting to another woman and they pointed delicately at this guy and that guy. I realised all of the women were dressed the same way as Carla. Leather basques, suspenders, stockings and then boots or just high heeled shoes. All were good looking, some skinny, some very curvy, but I knew my cock was trying to grow in my shorts.
I felt relieved at seeing Carla.
I realised the guys were stood like it was a sort of slave auction and they puffed out their chests and tensed their muscles. As I suspected, one of the women walked in front of a guy and looped her index finger through his harness and pulled him to the side of the room and disappeared. This happened three more times and then a woman approached me with a sultry look in her eyes. She was my height (with heels) and quite curvy. Very large breasts but thighs and ass to match. As she stood in front of me as though making a final decision, I saw Carla walk up behind her. Carla whispered into her ear and the woman smiled broadly. She beckoned me to follow her and as I did, Carla slapped my ass.
I followed the woman to the back of the room and through a curtain – then straight opposite to a room. The woman opened the door and entered and beckoned me in. I followed and she shut the door behind me. “Stay” was all she said. Her voice sounded a little nervous.
I looked to one side and saw a chair. I recognised it as a queening chair.
The woman came back in front of me and said “first time?” and I nodded. She smiled broadly and turned to point at the floor in front of the chair. There was black foam and I understood that I was to lie on that, on my back, and then shuffle so that my head was under the chair.
I knelt down and noticed a sling beneath the seat that would allow me to rest my head and have my face at ‘the right level’. I lay down, shuffled and then got myself in position.
Her soft voice just said “OK”? And I replied “yes… mistress”. I heard a giggle.
Then I saw her ass above my face and her moist pussy lips. Then her lips touched my nose. She wriggled a little. I stuck out my tongue but missed the mark and so slid up a little. I then angled my head a little and my lips met hers.
She let out a little gasp as my tongue flicked the whole length of her moist pussy lips. They tasted sweet – I suspected she had washed recently. I licked and slurped her pussy for a few minutes and her groans and moans became louder until I felt her twitch and stiffen and she gasped “shit, shit, just there…. don’t stop”. I was warming to my task and I was able to catch her prominent clit with my tongue and I flicked it as hard as I could until she screamed and I felt a warm gush of fluid into my mouth. I kept licking after another minute she came again.
“stop.. stop” she gasped and so I did, happy to rest my mouth.
After a minute she said “wow… that was.. strong”. She stood and I felt the cool air on my face. I heard her moving and wondered if I should move until I heard another voice say “can I try”?
“Sure” was the reply “he’s pretty good”. I felt embarrassed by the praise.
An altogether smaller woman then presented her ass in front of my face and I saw her fingers were opening her lips. I flicked my tongue over her fingers as if to say ‘I’ve got this’ and she moved them and squatted fully over me.
I used my tongue to good effect and within only two minutes she was writhing on my face. “Fuck… fuck… fuck…” was all she said as she climaxed. I licked some more but she lifted herself off me. I lay there and heard voices around me.
“You can come out now servant” said a strong female voice. I slipped out of the sling and slithered free from the chair. My jaw was quite sore.
There were four women in the room, all dressed the same, and two servants. As I moved away another of the servants slid into place and within a minute his face was being ridden by a very buxom woman.
I felt my hand being pulled and turned to see Carla pulling me to one side.
“You OK?” she asked with genuine concern.
“Fine” I replied “happy I could bring them all to orgasm”
She squoze my hand “you do have a talented tongue” she replied and beamed her sexy smile at me.
I was keen to know what she had been up to.
She giggled and said there were 3 rooms with queening chairs and she had ridden on two of them, but only came on the first one. I wasn’t jealous as everyone was anonymous. I just wanted to watch her being pleasured.
“What about the other rooms?” I asked. She smiled broadly and said “that’s why I’m here, there’s a room I want to try but need to make sure you’re OK with it”.
I shrugged and said it would probably be fine but would like to watch if possible.
“Oh Goody” she clapped her hands together quickly and then scooted off into the corridor beckoning me to follow her.
She paused at a door, listened, then opened it and stepped in.
I followed and was dumbstruck by what I saw. On the right was a woman reclining in a chair. A guy was in front of her fucking her with a dildo that was strapped around his head – it look like a gag also. He was lying on a small bench, his arms and legs dangling over the side so his ass was in the air. Behind him a woman was slowly fucking him with a strapon. There was smell of sex in the room and the noises were a mixture of groans of pleasure from the woman being fucked with the dildo, grunts from the guy and gasps of exertion from the woman with the strapon.
Both Carla and I stood transfixed by the scene.
The sliding in and out was quite hypnotic to watch. The woman on the right started to squirm and grabbed the mans head to stop him moving, holding the dildo inside of her. Her pussy was wet and very puffy. She twitched and then screamed in orgasm. The woman pegging the man stopped to observe the scene then decided to re-double her effort on the guys ass. The man withdrew the dildo from the woman dropped his head over the end of the bench. The dildo looked to be about 12” long and very thick.
The woman pegging then stiffened and thrust firmly into the man causing him to grunt loudly.
She slumped back, the strapon pulled out of the guys abused ass and slowly pointed to the floor.
The woman was helped to stand by other women watching and she undid the strapon straps – she pulled it forwards and an 8” cock slid out of her pussy. The double-headed dildo has brought her to climax. I wondered if the guy had come as his prostate had been pounded so much.
There was a lot of heavy breathing in the room. The guy on the bench was helped to his feet and he was led out of the room. Another ‘servant’ had already had a new cock gag/dildo strapped to his head and was being led to the bench. I felt Carla move towards the chair but she was beaten to it by another Mistress. I squeezed her hand when she stepped back and whispered “maybe next time” to her.
“She turned to me and said “shit, but I would love it to be you fucking me like that”. I smiled but then thought about the ‘other end’ of the situation.
I looked at the bench but the man’s shorts were firmly in place and he was just lining up the dildo to start fucking the woman.
I was mesmerised by the scene in front of me. Too engrossed to notice that Carla was chatting to the tall ‘Master’. She was giggling then they both looked across at me and went back to chatting.
After maybe 10 minutes, the woman being fucked started to thrash around and screamed as she came. There was a little round of applause in the room!.
As before, the man slid back and the dildo slipped from the woman’s pussy. He was helped to his feet and the woman stood also.
Before I realised, Carla has skipped towards the chair and was arranging her legs over the wide arms of the chair, making her pussy the centre of attention in the room.
A Mistress stood in front of me and passed me a clean dildo gag. I understood and quite looked forwards to making Carla cum this way. I slipped the small (only 3”) rubber nub inside my mouth and then the Mistress helped me strap the dildo harness around my head. I nodded my head causing the dildo to wave around wildly. I was led to the bench. I sat on the far end and then leant forwards, realising I need to be 1 foot further down. I started to shift but a firm hand on my back stopped me and I saw a hand in front of my face that then wrapped around the dildo. I realised lube was being applied to the dildo. Shit, I knew Carla never needed lubing!
I slid forward and the dildo tip met her lips. I slid forward again, pulling my head up and then angled my head so that with one push the thick cock slid into Carla, maybe 6”. She gasped at the intrusion and put a hand on my head to stop me moving. She wriggled a little and then tapped my head in a ‘carry on’ action. I slid my head back, body forwards, so that my chin was now only a few inches from her pussy. I angled my neck and the dildo slid easily into her, almost to its’ full length. Carla moaned very deeply but didn’t move. I then realised the bench was on rockers and so using my feet I could flex my legs and use them to move the bench (and me) back and forth.
Within a minute I had a good rhythm going and Carla was starting to gush.
I was getting into the task and started to vary the angle of my neck so that the dildo was hitting every part of her pussy. Carla was starting to moan deeply and I knew she was close to coming. I was engrossed in my task so didn’t notice that there were now other people stood very close to my sides. I felt a strong hand push down on my back and before I could move a thick strap had been placed over my shoulders and was being secured to the bench. I started to struggle but felt Carla’s hand on my head. As I relaxed another strap over my hips was tightened. I tried to slide back on the bench but couldn’t move.
My legs were still free so I was able to carry out the back/forward movement of fucking my wife with the dildo.
I relaxed again and thought the straps were probably just for show. Carla took my head in both hand held me still. I could smell her wet pussy. I then felt hand on my calves and my legs were held firm. I struggled but then felt more straps being tightened. I tried to push back and could do so, but could not move my legs. Only my feet now had any mobility. I was strapped to the bench unable to move other than back and forwards. I was worried but felt some relief that Carla was probably orchestrating ‘the show’ for the benefit of everyone else.
I carried on my movements as best I could including some sideways, angles etc.. A few minutes more of this and Carla was moaning in deep orgasm. She placed a hand on my head and slightly pushed so I pulled back as far as I could and the fat dildo slid out of her gaping pussy.
I was now looking the floor as I realised another woman was getting into position on the chair. She was getting her legs over the arms when I felt hands on my waist and the rear zip of my leather shorts being tugged (both a front and rear zip). The zip was opened and I felt the cool air on my exposed ass as the panels were pushed sideways. My head was lifted and pushed forwards and so I tried to line up the dildo as best I could but I could feel fingers playing around my asshole. I realised I was being lubed and started to struggle and scream into the gag as best I could. Two hands held my head firm and I realised Carla was talking to me “you know you want this”. I was shaking my head as best I could and the dildo was bashing the pussy lips in the chair.
My head was held firm again and I felt a cold moisture right up my anus and what felt like at least two fingers slowly inserting, turning and widening my asshole. I struggled once more but more hands held me firm. Carla spoke again, her lips touching my ear, “do this for me, please”. I sagged in resigned defeat. I didn’t mind anal play but I was hardly an expert.
My head was aligned with the pussy and the hands on my back pushed me forward and I started to the fuck the woman in front of me. I felt hands on my ass and then a cold firmness which I guessed to be a strapon dildo. I felt a push and a weight on my hips and the head of the dildo was now inside me. I shouted into the gag to try and get my discomfort noticed but I then heard Carla’s voice say loudly “look, he’s enjoying it, go deeper” and sure enough the invading rubber pushed deeper into me. It also then occurred to me that it wasn’t Carla wearing the strapon but that she was a willing observer to my violation.
Each push of the dildo in my ass caused me to push forwards, much to the enjoyment of the woman in front of me. After a couple of minutes a rhythm had developed and I became accustomed to the dildo in my ass. The pressure on my prostate was harsh but there was some enjoyment there. I doubled my effort and threw in some ‘angles’ hoping that if I got the woman to cum then maybe the ordeal would end.
I felt someone at my side and Carla’s voice in my ear. She was clearly very excited.
“I get it now… I get why you wanted me to peg you… god it looks good”. I grunted.
“We need to get one of those with the double end” – I could tell the excitement in her voice.
“Shit I will pound your ass with one of those inside me” – she was SO excited.
The woman pounding my ass slumped forwards and I could feel her body trembling as the dildo was pushed in as far as it would go.
The woman I was fucking was also bucking and starting to cum – I think it must have been infectious. Two hands held my head still as the woman in front of me moved out of the chair. The woman behind me slid back and I felt a sting as the dildo was withdrawn from my ass.
I was sweating profusely. I felt hands around me and could tell the straps were being undone. Carla was at my ear once more saying “I’m sorry you had to be strapped down but I knew you wouldn’t agree voluntarily. But I know you wanted that”. I grunted deeply.
I was helped to stand and my knees were very wobbly. My cock was fully hard though.
I felt a hand take mine and I was led away. I could see it was Carla taking me out of the main room. We entered a small room, just the two of us and she closed the door.
She looked at me deeply and said “before I take off the gag, you promise not to get angry with me” and she had a look of genuine concern on her face. I nodded. She giggled as the cock bobeed up-and-down.
She undid the buckles and slowly withdrew the gag. I stretched and exercised my jaw.
As soon as my mouth returned to normal, Carla’s lips met mine and her tongue was in my mouth. We kissed deeply for a minute and then Carla said “lets get out of here.. I need to be properly fucked”. I wasn’t going to complain. And I had the whole of the next week to use Carla as my plaything. “Anything” was what I remember being told.
I smiled. I have always wanted to ass-fuck a sexy nurse and next weekend looks like the time!
(M+, F+, BDSM)
“Oh it will be fun” she said.
“We can leave if you feel uncomfortable” she said
I noticed the emphasis on ‘you’ there.
I looked at the ‘outfit’ on the bed my wife had laid out for me.
Exciting stuff which I was more than happy to wear – in our bedroom.
But out in public, well, inside a club?
I really wasn’t sure.
Then Carla emerged from the bathroom and my cock sprang to full size.
This was going to happen.
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My wife Carla is now 42 but still gorgeous. A real MILF. She takes care of her body and lips are still full and red hair still tumbles over her shoulders like on our wedding day 15 years ago.
I’m (Paul) still in good shape and our home life is good.
The kids are growing well, the money is OK, life is pretty good.
Our sex life goes through highs and lows – well, not so much lows, as it plateaus before we find something new. We tried a little light bondage for a while and had fun with it. Carla wasn’t comfortable about restrained, it made her feel nervous. I was more than happy to be strapped to the bed while she teased me for maybe a couple of hours before she rode me to a shattering climax.
We tried toys for a while. I loved watching Carla bring herself to multiple orgasms with a rabbit vibrator.
We tried spanking. Carla will often dress-up for me in the bedroom and I persuaded her to be the naughty schoolgirl who needed a spanking. Oh my word, she looked fantastic dressed in a short pleated skirt that just covered the tops of her sheer stockings, her 5” heels raising her to over 6 feet tall (being 5’ 8” naturally). He large breasts were squeezed into an old bra that was now too small for her 36E breasts and a tight cotton blouse was almost bursting over her swollen chest. Her hair was in two bunches and she wore slutty red lipstick.
I almost came when she laid over my lap as I playfully spanked her bare ass before she offered to blow me to show “she was a good girl”.
Oh yes, our sex life highs can be very high. But there’s only so many times you can re-visit the same thing before the law of diminishing returns kicks-in. A few spanking sessions later and Carla wasn’t enjoying it so much – I could tell.
I left it for a while and then suggested she be the schoolteacher and me the naughty schoolboy. Again, another night of fabulous sex after my ass was hand-spanked and then we found our daughter’s school ruler and she used that on me. Ouch.
Then the enthusiasm dimmed – from me this time.
The one constant in our sex life was that Carla loved me going down on her. I don’t know if I was especially good at it, but she always came, usually more than once. It was very seldom that we fucked without me licking her out first. She did like to squat over me, gripping the headboard so she could wiggle her ass as my tongue, nose and chin all came into contacts were her sensitive areas.
We had even tried anal play. I loved the ‘idea’ of pegging – seeing a sexy woman fuck a guy with a strapon was my favourite porn to watch.
Carla took some persuading but we bought a strapon and I prepared myself with butt plugs and plenty of lube. The problem though was that I couldn’t watch the action. The other problems were that it wasn’t very pleasurable and also Carla had trouble directing the dildo. She didn’t have the… push or hip control required to get a rhythm going.
Also, that night was the one and only time our kids interrupted our ‘kinky’ sex! So, that event holds bad memories for me!
We needed something new but we had tried… pretty much everything.
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Carla stood in the doorway of the bathroom. My eyes always start at her feet. She wears fantastic sexy shoes. This evening, her calf boots with a 4” heel fitted her toned legs well before the fishnet stockings took my eye to the leather suspenders that were attached to the leather corset. Her breasts were barely contained and her black lace choker looked gorgeous under her face, with heavy eye make-up and full, red lips. Her hair was pulled back into a tight pony-tail.
She giggled as she saw my cock bobbing in front of me.
“Hurry up, the taxi will be here soon” she said and moved to the dresser where she picked up the riding crop and moved in front of me. She looked down at me (being now 2” taller) and trailed the crop over my chest.
“You wouldn’t want me to use this… would you?” she asked playfully. I smiled.
I turned to the bed and picked up my leather shorts and squoze myself into them. I put on the leather collar and body harness that kind-of made me look like a gladiator. Yeah, kind-of!
While I was buckling the straps on the back of my mask, I though back to the conversations over the last few weeks that led us to this point.
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I really liked Susie. There was an underlying naughtiness about her that was quite infectious.
And she was a stunner. Gorgeous long blonde hair, a curvy figure and a wicked sense of humour.
Carla had met Susie at an after-school club a few months ago and they had hit it off.
Susie was a single mom, having moved to our area after her divorce. Her son was the same age as ours (12) and the two Moms had bonded and Carla felt quite protective of Susie as she was ‘the new girl’ and also our city was quite diverse and Carla wanted to make sure to steer Susie away from the ‘bad areas’.
About a month ago Carla asked if she could go out one night with a few of the girls and Susie to show her some of the bars and clubs – get her ‘back on the scene’.
I had no real objections as Carla mentioned Tracy, Hannah, Laura and few more women I knew from the area and as parents – as well as being friends with Carla. They had all visited our house on occasion.
This night, a Saturday, I said I would happily chauffer the ladies into town as I has access to a minibus that seated 10. The kids were staying over (at the houses of Tracy and Laura) and the other dads were similarly helping their other-halves get ready for a fun night out.
Carla looked fantastic. She wore a simple black dress that had a high-neck but was quite short, allowing her toned thighs to be seen. She wore sheer black pantyhose and 4” heels.
The night was warm, so no need for any outer layer. Her perfume was intoxicating and I had a touch of concern that she was looking SOOOO sexy.
Carla could tell my thoughts and slinked up behind me and grabbed my swelling cock while she breathed into my ear “make sure he’s ready for me when I get back…. I might be quite worked up”.
I turned and we kissed deeply.
The doorbell rang and a couple of the girls had arrived, followed swiftly by Susie.
Holy shit, but she looked so fuckable. He halter dress had a plunge almost to her navel, and her breasts were straining to be controlled. She couldn’t have been wearing a bra.
The dress was long but split up the front so that as she walked he whole legs were visible.
I was staring, I know, and I felt Carla behind me again. She whispered “oh yes, she’s getting fucked tonight” and she scampered past me to greet Susie and the girls.
I rounded everyone out to the bus and realised all four of them were dressed to kill. Laura wasn’t a great looker, but her ass in the tight dress she wore looked fabulous.
I drove for 5 minutes and stopped outside of Hannah’s house where she and a couple more of the girls were waiting. Again, all looking stunning.
I realised then that all 7 of them would have the guys drooling all night.
Around 2am I got a call from Carla telling me where they were and 20 minutes later I parked outside a non-descript building. I could hear the thump-thump of heavy bass from an upper floor.
I could see 4 of the girls, including Carla outside. As I walked towards them I noticed Carla was bare legged. Oh well, probably got her pantyhose snagged and it was still warm out so need for them.
I said hello and got a drunken response from everyone. The door opened and Tracy and Laura were ‘helping’ Susie outside. She looked wasted. I then realised that Hannah and Chrissy were also very unsteady on their heels and so I helped them to the bus.
As Hannah stepped into the bus, her short dress rode higher and I could see wasn’t wearing panties. I broke my gaze rather than be caught staring but everyone else was around the other side of the bus. I went back to looking at Hannah’s pussy as she was still half-kneeling into the bus. Her pussy looked swollen. It looked like it had been fucked!
Hannah then turned and slumped into the seat. I went around to help the others and Susie was the last to board. I took advantage and placed my hand between her thighs as I ‘helped’ her into the bus. My fingers met bare skin and I realised Susie also wasn’t wearing panties.
I said nothing. I closed the door, started the bus, AC on high and drove off.
There was a lot of giggling in the back and loud whispering – clearly conversation they didn’t want me to hear.
I pulled outside of Hannah’s having texted Andy (Hannah’s OH) that we were inbound and he was ready to help his unsteady wife of the bus. The other girls that came from there also departed into the house with much giggling, waving, air-kisses and also gestures of “ssshhh”. Not in a ‘keep the noise down way’ but more in a ‘keep the secret’ way.
We arrived at ours a few minutes later. I helped Susie and Carla into our house and then walked with Mel and Pippa around the corner to their houses. I got a hug and a kiss from each. Very nice!
Arriving back home, Susie was already in our spare bed, almost unconscious. This wasn’t the plan but clearly she shouldn’t be left alone (her son was at another house!).
Carla was in the bathroom cleaning up before bed. I tried to make some sense of the snippets I’d heard in the bus.
My attention was drawn to the bathroom light going out and Carla emerging into the bedroom.
She was wearing just her heels and so I knew she was ready for sex.
I went to put my hands around her waist but she just pushed me back so that I was sat on the bed and then lying on the bed.
Within seconds her bare, shaved pussy was over my mouth and Carla was grinding herself over my face. My hands grasped her ass and I brought her to orgasm within a minute.
Ten minutes later she had come twice more but my jaw and cock were now straining.
I managed to lever her off me and Susie got on all fours, gripping the headboard.
“Fuck me hard” was all she said.
I needed no more encouragement and in a few minutes we were both gasping when I filled her pussy with a large load of spunk.
The next morning I asked a few questions to try and find out what had happened the night before.
Carla made it plain there were some ‘secrets’ she wasn’t going to tell.
But she did say they had ended-up at a sex club. My heart leapt into my mouth.
Carla continued. It had been Susie’s idea. “She’s a wild one” was all Carla would say.
The club was free for women and it was club run by sub-men. Women would be invited to be in charge in any way they wished. Walk up to one of the trussed-up guys and give him a spanking.
Like the look of one, well, open your legs and get him to lick you out.
Carla said she had joined in on some of the spanking and had let a guy lick her heels and then when he started to lick his way up her thighs she had pushed him back. In doing so, her pantyhose got laddered and she got annoyed.
Susie had seen it all and told Carla to take off the pantyhose. Susie then took them and tied them very tightly around the guys exposed cock and balls. Carla said the guy groaned and then spurted over the floor. Susie had then pushed him down and told him to lick it all up. Susie had told Carla to spank the guy until it was all done – and not to be too light in the spanking.
Carla then told me a few more wild things that had gone on, but not with any of her friends.
Until she told me that at about 1.30am they had re-grouped but couldn’t find Susie. They went looking for her and found a closed door. Susie opened it and her jaw dropped to the floor. There was a guy strapped over a bench. Behind him was Susie, pegging him with a large black strap-on.
Behind Susie was another guy fucking her. All of the girls just stood in the doorway dumb-founded by the scene in front of them.
Before anyone could speak, the guy fucking Susie grabbed her hips firmly and it was clear he was cumming inside her. Susie’s back arched and she came with a guttural moan. The guy being fucked by her strap-on moaned into his ball-gag and he spurted onto the floor.
After a couple of minutes of heavy breathing from all, the guy stood allowing Susie to stand. She turned to see the girls in the doorway and gave a wide, satisfied smile to them.
Carla also told me that after they had ‘punished’ the guy that had licked her legs, they found a room with a special throne chair. A guy was under the seat of the chair and it had a hole in it. The implication was that you could do whatever you wished. Susie had pushed Carla to sit on the throne and pull her dress up to her hips. Carla was giggling and before she knew what was happening, Susie had lifted her legs and was slipping her panties down her legs. Carla started to raise to object as she felt a finger and then a tongue probe her now available pussy. She froze and then Susie took the chance to push her back down as the tongue delved into the depths of her pussy causing her to almost shake as she felt the first tingle of an orgasm.
Carla was telling me this, BTW, the following morning as she was slowly riding me. My cock was buried deep in her as she lazily recounted the previous evening. I grabbed her breasts but she slapped my hands away and said “NO.. I’m in charge” and she continued to grind her pussy with my cock fully inside her.
“Oh god it felt sooooo good” she recounted “I had no idea who was underneath me but it was just about my pleasure”. Her eyes started to roll and I knew she was close.
I thrusted up and her mouth made a wide O as she came without speaking.
She slumped next to me and we cuddled until we heard Susie stirring.
A short while later we were gathered around the breakfast table. I had checked on the kids and all was fine. Susie was in great form. Clearly her ‘state’ of the night before wasn’t so much to do with the alcohol as the fucking she was giving and being given that had made so weak-kneed.
Susie was sat in my daughters robe. My daughter is only 14 and so the robe barely covered any of Susie’s ‘charms’. When I got back from calling, Susie and Carla were in deep discussion.
They both giggled when I returned and I could tell I had disturbed a plan being hatched.
We finished breakfast. I stood at the bottom of the stairs as Susie went up. The robe lifting as she walked and her are ass and pussy were very much on show.
That night, Carla was teasing me and making it clear she was horny.
The kids bedrooms were right at the other end of the landing so when we had sex they wouldn’t be able to hear. Which was good as Carla had me laying over the chest at the end of the bed as she spanked me. I had been promised ‘a special evening’. As I tidied downstairs Carla had prepared and was dressed in a killer outfit of basque, stoockings heels… she was so fuckable. “BUT” she said “I needed to please her first”.
The answer was ‘yes’ obviously, and so I was now being lightly spanked.
After the spanking, Carla lay back on the bed and let me kiss and lick her pussy as she reclined. It was so wet even before I started. We fucked twice that night – the second time as I was between her thighs, I could feel her heels digging into my back and the riding crop swishing down onto my bare ass to encourage me.
As we lay in the afterglow, Carla asked me if I would like to visit the club.
She told me that their visit had all been Susie’s idea. Every Friday was a regular swingers night and ‘anything goes’. Singles, couples, sex, straight & bi, some spanking, some BDSM. But everyone needed to be invited. No randoms.
Susie had been invited by a guy she had met and had loved it. She couldn’t wait to tell ‘the girls’. So what I thought was an evening to get ‘Susie out there’ was really a plan from Susie to ‘get the girls involved’.
Carla told me that most Saturday’s was a theme night. Different rules, different clientele. While she was there (not having her pussy licked) Carla had gotten into a deep conversation with one of the regulars and had persuaded Carla to attend their next ‘Master and Servant’ evening.
My face showed my shock, but my cock told a different story.
Carla continued and said that the ‘Master’ might be male or female – they were always looking for more female ‘Masters’ but usually finding a male ‘servant’ was less easy.
By now, I was lying on back with Carla slowly stroking my cock as she casually told me what she knew.
She told me there was a changing room and a cloakroom. A maximum of around 30 people and the organisers needed to make sure of a good balance, so “if we are going to join in” Carla said huskily into my ear as her hand made long slow stroked up and down my cock “that we would need to commit to it”. She then told me that everyone would be wearing masks and anyone with visible tattoos could wear clothing that maintained the anonymity. Not a problem for us.
“It’s all very safe… but very adult” she purred, rubbing my pre-cum over my cockhead and then licking her fingers. I was breathing hard now.
“So…” she whispered “…could you be my servant for the night..” as she increased the pace of her rubbing. I held firm (!) and said “would we have the chance to go back with ME as the master and you as the servant”. Carla giggled and said “sure, probably in a few months… but” she paused.
“What” I asked. She bit her lip but said “I know you like it when I’m in charge” and promptly dropped my cock, throbbing against my stomach.
“HEY” I exclaimed as she started to roll away from me.
She stopped and looked me straight in the eyes. “cmon, we both know you love me to take charge in the bedroom” she purred. This was true, in OUR bedroom, but in a sex club?
Carla could sense my turmoil so she took my still-pulsing cock in her hands and started to rub once more.
“How about” she said with her lips brushing my ear “if you do this for me” she was rubbing hard now “we…will….do…anything…you…want…for…the…next…week…” my cock exploded and spurted cum hitting my own chin and roping string spunk onto my chest.
“OOOHHH” she exclaimed “you LIKE THAT” and she carried on rubbing my cock, extracting every ounce of juice I had. With some spunk on her fingers, she brought them to my mouth and before I knew it I was licking them clean. “mmmm…” she purred again “… I like to see that”.
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So here we were. Carla dressed to be a Master (or Mistress) and me dressed to be her servant.
The taxi – specially chartered by the club – would arrive soon. A limo with blacked-out windows so that even the driver couldn’t see.
Carla put her mask over her eyes and looked at me stood in front of her. My cock bursting to be released, a leather harness arrangement across my chest and back. I was clean shaved (everywhere) and had a mask that came below my nose allowing my mouth to be unrestricted.
I wore simple black sneakers. Carla wore 4” boots and towered over me.
I was excited as hell – but also more than a little nervous. Carla seemed very relaxed, which helped me.
The bell rang and we went to the door. We checked and the driver had opened the back door on the limo and was getting back into the front. Our drive is secluded and it was already dark, so we knew we would be OK.
Carla turned to me with a serious look on her face.
She said “you ARE ok with this Paul” and looked concerned that my answer might not be what she wanted.
I laughed and said “yes… Mistress.. you will have me by your side at all times”. And by that, I meant I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight.
I was comfortable if some guy licked her pussy and wanted a spanking from her. It would be exciting to watch. For me, well.. I was nervous.
We slipped out of the door, I locked it and put the key in our special hiding place.
Carla was already in the limo when I turned around and so I slipped in beside her. The car moved away and we looked at each other. Carla smiled her dazzling smile and then licked her fingertips. She moved her fingers down to her crotch and I realised she wasn’t wearing panties. Before I could speak she had slipped three fingers inside her already wet pussy and then brought them out, offering them to me to lick clean. I eagerly did so.
She leant into me and spoke softly “we have 20 minutes, want to make a start…” and she flicked her tongue over my ear. I knew what to do.
I slid of the seat and dived between her thighs. Her pussy smelt lush and I could tell she had applied plenty of perfume down there. In only a few minutes I felt her hands grasping my leather collar and pulling my face hard against her pelvic bone. She came in short gasps and I felt a flush of her fluid on my face.
I licked her clean and returned to the seat. My cock was raging so I started to open the zip on the leather shorts. Carla smacked my hand away and told me “NO. I am the Mistress and I say when you get your pleasure”. I was shocked. Carla had not take that tone with me before, except in play, and it didn’t feel like play this time. She kept looking straight ahead. I made a point of re-zipping my shorts and put my hands to my side.
After a few minutes Carla said “am I going to be able to trust you Paul” and she remained looking ahead. I turned to look at her and asked “what do you mean”.
Again, not looking at me, “can I trust you to put my pleasure first and not to think of your own” she asked.
Wow, did that mean I wouldn’t get anything physical out of tonight? Sure I’d be able to watch and maybe join in with a little licking of my own but I hoped to get to fuck my wife.
“Remember our agreement” Carla stated.
Yes, it would be worth it. I would be incredibly horny by the end of the evening but the next week we would be able to play and Carla would do anything I wanted. I was already planning for the kids to be away the whole of next weekend at the grandparents when the limo arrived.
The door was opened and I realised we were in an underground car park and I stepped out I look at the person holding the door open and it was a guy that was dressed pretty much as I was. I heard a click of heels as Carla walked around the car with another guy dressed the same way following behind her.
We were directed towards a lift and when it opened just us tow got in. The walls were full-length mirrors and Carla turned and preened. She looked SO HOT!.
On the fourth floor, the lift stopped and the doors opened into a small lobby. I could hear soft music playing and some voices from behind a curtain.
A woman appeared and asked us who had invited us. Carla said SH2 and that we were CL1 and CL2. Wow! The woman was wearing a leather skirt that finished about 2” below her pussy, knee boots and a leather ‘bra’ that was really just 4 straps of leather that hid her nipples. She looked sexy as hell.
The woman smiled beneath her mask and pushed the curtain aside. We went down a short corridor and the music became a little louder but it wasn’t intrusive. The woman passed through another curtain and a man entered. He was big guy, 6’4” and well muscled. He was clearly a master as he was dressed in dark trousers and black silk shirt, opened to the waist.
The woman re-appeared and the man spoke only to Carla.
“Lovely to see you again. I’m so pleased you brought your servant with you”. He gave me the briefest of looks before turning back to Carla. I’m sure her breasts swelled as she looked up at the powerful man. “We have a full crowd tonight, only another 2 couples left to arrive” and he smiled at Carla. He took her hand and held it high and pushed the curtain open and ushered her through.
I went to follow but the woman moved in front of me and said “no. the servants don’t join yet”.
I looked at her a little scared and she cocked her head and asked “first time”? I nodded and she smiled. “Come with me” and she pushed over the opposite curtain and led me to a door, opening it she motioned for me enter and then closed it behind me. The room was dark.
I was aware of breathing around me and as my eyes got adjusted I realised there were around 9 other guys in the room all dressed as me. Some taller, some shorter, one black guy, one well muscled another a little chubby. Everyone seemed to be late 30’s up to may early 50’s.
I nodded a greeting but didn’t speak.
After what seemed like an age, but was probably less than 5 minutes, the other door opened and light streamed in allowing me get a better picture of my compatriots. Yes, we were all dressed the same. The woman that had shown me into the room appeared and beckoned us to follow her. I was second in-line and the 11 of us (one more had arrived) filed down a short corridor. I could hear the music playing and female voices laughing.
We were told to stop, in the line, and turn 90 degrees. We did and we heard “Ladies, meet your servants” and the curtain in front of us was lifted. We were in spotlights and so I couldn’t make out much for a few seconds that I realised there were about 12 or 14 women looking at us. I spotted Carla chatting to another woman and they pointed delicately at this guy and that guy. I realised all of the women were dressed the same way as Carla. Leather basques, suspenders, stockings and then boots or just high heeled shoes. All were good looking, some skinny, some very curvy, but I knew my cock was trying to grow in my shorts.
I felt relieved at seeing Carla.
I realised the guys were stood like it was a sort of slave auction and they puffed out their chests and tensed their muscles. As I suspected, one of the women walked in front of a guy and looped her index finger through his harness and pulled him to the side of the room and disappeared. This happened three more times and then a woman approached me with a sultry look in her eyes. She was my height (with heels) and quite curvy. Very large breasts but thighs and ass to match. As she stood in front of me as though making a final decision, I saw Carla walk up behind her. Carla whispered into her ear and the woman smiled broadly. She beckoned me to follow her and as I did, Carla slapped my ass.
I followed the woman to the back of the room and through a curtain – then straight opposite to a room. The woman opened the door and entered and beckoned me in. I followed and she shut the door behind me. “Stay” was all she said. Her voice sounded a little nervous.
I looked to one side and saw a chair. I recognised it as a queening chair.
The woman came back in front of me and said “first time?” and I nodded. She smiled broadly and turned to point at the floor in front of the chair. There was black foam and I understood that I was to lie on that, on my back, and then shuffle so that my head was under the chair.
I knelt down and noticed a sling beneath the seat that would allow me to rest my head and have my face at ‘the right level’. I lay down, shuffled and then got myself in position.
Her soft voice just said “OK”? And I replied “yes… mistress”. I heard a giggle.
Then I saw her ass above my face and her moist pussy lips. Then her lips touched my nose. She wriggled a little. I stuck out my tongue but missed the mark and so slid up a little. I then angled my head a little and my lips met hers.
She let out a little gasp as my tongue flicked the whole length of her moist pussy lips. They tasted sweet – I suspected she had washed recently. I licked and slurped her pussy for a few minutes and her groans and moans became louder until I felt her twitch and stiffen and she gasped “shit, shit, just there…. don’t stop”. I was warming to my task and I was able to catch her prominent clit with my tongue and I flicked it as hard as I could until she screamed and I felt a warm gush of fluid into my mouth. I kept licking after another minute she came again.
“stop.. stop” she gasped and so I did, happy to rest my mouth.
After a minute she said “wow… that was.. strong”. She stood and I felt the cool air on my face. I heard her moving and wondered if I should move until I heard another voice say “can I try”?
“Sure” was the reply “he’s pretty good”. I felt embarrassed by the praise.
An altogether smaller woman then presented her ass in front of my face and I saw her fingers were opening her lips. I flicked my tongue over her fingers as if to say ‘I’ve got this’ and she moved them and squatted fully over me.
I used my tongue to good effect and within only two minutes she was writhing on my face. “Fuck… fuck… fuck…” was all she said as she climaxed. I licked some more but she lifted herself off me. I lay there and heard voices around me.
“You can come out now servant” said a strong female voice. I slipped out of the sling and slithered free from the chair. My jaw was quite sore.
There were four women in the room, all dressed the same, and two servants. As I moved away another of the servants slid into place and within a minute his face was being ridden by a very buxom woman.
I felt my hand being pulled and turned to see Carla pulling me to one side.
“You OK?” she asked with genuine concern.
“Fine” I replied “happy I could bring them all to orgasm”
She squoze my hand “you do have a talented tongue” she replied and beamed her sexy smile at me.
I was keen to know what she had been up to.
She giggled and said there were 3 rooms with queening chairs and she had ridden on two of them, but only came on the first one. I wasn’t jealous as everyone was anonymous. I just wanted to watch her being pleasured.
“What about the other rooms?” I asked. She smiled broadly and said “that’s why I’m here, there’s a room I want to try but need to make sure you’re OK with it”.
I shrugged and said it would probably be fine but would like to watch if possible.
“Oh Goody” she clapped her hands together quickly and then scooted off into the corridor beckoning me to follow her.
She paused at a door, listened, then opened it and stepped in.
I followed and was dumbstruck by what I saw. On the right was a woman reclining in a chair. A guy was in front of her fucking her with a dildo that was strapped around his head – it look like a gag also. He was lying on a small bench, his arms and legs dangling over the side so his ass was in the air. Behind him a woman was slowly fucking him with a strapon. There was smell of sex in the room and the noises were a mixture of groans of pleasure from the woman being fucked with the dildo, grunts from the guy and gasps of exertion from the woman with the strapon.
Both Carla and I stood transfixed by the scene.
The sliding in and out was quite hypnotic to watch. The woman on the right started to squirm and grabbed the mans head to stop him moving, holding the dildo inside of her. Her pussy was wet and very puffy. She twitched and then screamed in orgasm. The woman pegging the man stopped to observe the scene then decided to re-double her effort on the guys ass. The man withdrew the dildo from the woman dropped his head over the end of the bench. The dildo looked to be about 12” long and very thick.
The woman pegging then stiffened and thrust firmly into the man causing him to grunt loudly.
She slumped back, the strapon pulled out of the guys abused ass and slowly pointed to the floor.
The woman was helped to stand by other women watching and she undid the strapon straps – she pulled it forwards and an 8” cock slid out of her pussy. The double-headed dildo has brought her to climax. I wondered if the guy had come as his prostate had been pounded so much.
There was a lot of heavy breathing in the room. The guy on the bench was helped to his feet and he was led out of the room. Another ‘servant’ had already had a new cock gag/dildo strapped to his head and was being led to the bench. I felt Carla move towards the chair but she was beaten to it by another Mistress. I squeezed her hand when she stepped back and whispered “maybe next time” to her.
“She turned to me and said “shit, but I would love it to be you fucking me like that”. I smiled but then thought about the ‘other end’ of the situation.
I looked at the bench but the man’s shorts were firmly in place and he was just lining up the dildo to start fucking the woman.
I was mesmerised by the scene in front of me. Too engrossed to notice that Carla was chatting to the tall ‘Master’. She was giggling then they both looked across at me and went back to chatting.
After maybe 10 minutes, the woman being fucked started to thrash around and screamed as she came. There was a little round of applause in the room!.
As before, the man slid back and the dildo slipped from the woman’s pussy. He was helped to his feet and the woman stood also.
Before I realised, Carla has skipped towards the chair and was arranging her legs over the wide arms of the chair, making her pussy the centre of attention in the room.
A Mistress stood in front of me and passed me a clean dildo gag. I understood and quite looked forwards to making Carla cum this way. I slipped the small (only 3”) rubber nub inside my mouth and then the Mistress helped me strap the dildo harness around my head. I nodded my head causing the dildo to wave around wildly. I was led to the bench. I sat on the far end and then leant forwards, realising I need to be 1 foot further down. I started to shift but a firm hand on my back stopped me and I saw a hand in front of my face that then wrapped around the dildo. I realised lube was being applied to the dildo. Shit, I knew Carla never needed lubing!
I slid forward and the dildo tip met her lips. I slid forward again, pulling my head up and then angled my head so that with one push the thick cock slid into Carla, maybe 6”. She gasped at the intrusion and put a hand on my head to stop me moving. She wriggled a little and then tapped my head in a ‘carry on’ action. I slid my head back, body forwards, so that my chin was now only a few inches from her pussy. I angled my neck and the dildo slid easily into her, almost to its’ full length. Carla moaned very deeply but didn’t move. I then realised the bench was on rockers and so using my feet I could flex my legs and use them to move the bench (and me) back and forth.
Within a minute I had a good rhythm going and Carla was starting to gush.
I was getting into the task and started to vary the angle of my neck so that the dildo was hitting every part of her pussy. Carla was starting to moan deeply and I knew she was close to coming. I was engrossed in my task so didn’t notice that there were now other people stood very close to my sides. I felt a strong hand push down on my back and before I could move a thick strap had been placed over my shoulders and was being secured to the bench. I started to struggle but felt Carla’s hand on my head. As I relaxed another strap over my hips was tightened. I tried to slide back on the bench but couldn’t move.
My legs were still free so I was able to carry out the back/forward movement of fucking my wife with the dildo.
I relaxed again and thought the straps were probably just for show. Carla took my head in both hand held me still. I could smell her wet pussy. I then felt hand on my calves and my legs were held firm. I struggled but then felt more straps being tightened. I tried to push back and could do so, but could not move my legs. Only my feet now had any mobility. I was strapped to the bench unable to move other than back and forwards. I was worried but felt some relief that Carla was probably orchestrating ‘the show’ for the benefit of everyone else.
I carried on my movements as best I could including some sideways, angles etc.. A few minutes more of this and Carla was moaning in deep orgasm. She placed a hand on my head and slightly pushed so I pulled back as far as I could and the fat dildo slid out of her gaping pussy.
I was now looking the floor as I realised another woman was getting into position on the chair. She was getting her legs over the arms when I felt hands on my waist and the rear zip of my leather shorts being tugged (both a front and rear zip). The zip was opened and I felt the cool air on my exposed ass as the panels were pushed sideways. My head was lifted and pushed forwards and so I tried to line up the dildo as best I could but I could feel fingers playing around my asshole. I realised I was being lubed and started to struggle and scream into the gag as best I could. Two hands held my head firm and I realised Carla was talking to me “you know you want this”. I was shaking my head as best I could and the dildo was bashing the pussy lips in the chair.
My head was held firm again and I felt a cold moisture right up my anus and what felt like at least two fingers slowly inserting, turning and widening my asshole. I struggled once more but more hands held me firm. Carla spoke again, her lips touching my ear, “do this for me, please”. I sagged in resigned defeat. I didn’t mind anal play but I was hardly an expert.
My head was aligned with the pussy and the hands on my back pushed me forward and I started to the fuck the woman in front of me. I felt hands on my ass and then a cold firmness which I guessed to be a strapon dildo. I felt a push and a weight on my hips and the head of the dildo was now inside me. I shouted into the gag to try and get my discomfort noticed but I then heard Carla’s voice say loudly “look, he’s enjoying it, go deeper” and sure enough the invading rubber pushed deeper into me. It also then occurred to me that it wasn’t Carla wearing the strapon but that she was a willing observer to my violation.
Each push of the dildo in my ass caused me to push forwards, much to the enjoyment of the woman in front of me. After a couple of minutes a rhythm had developed and I became accustomed to the dildo in my ass. The pressure on my prostate was harsh but there was some enjoyment there. I doubled my effort and threw in some ‘angles’ hoping that if I got the woman to cum then maybe the ordeal would end.
I felt someone at my side and Carla’s voice in my ear. She was clearly very excited.
“I get it now… I get why you wanted me to peg you… god it looks good”. I grunted.
“We need to get one of those with the double end” – I could tell the excitement in her voice.
“Shit I will pound your ass with one of those inside me” – she was SO excited.
The woman pounding my ass slumped forwards and I could feel her body trembling as the dildo was pushed in as far as it would go.
The woman I was fucking was also bucking and starting to cum – I think it must have been infectious. Two hands held my head still as the woman in front of me moved out of the chair. The woman behind me slid back and I felt a sting as the dildo was withdrawn from my ass.
I was sweating profusely. I felt hands around me and could tell the straps were being undone. Carla was at my ear once more saying “I’m sorry you had to be strapped down but I knew you wouldn’t agree voluntarily. But I know you wanted that”. I grunted deeply.
I was helped to stand and my knees were very wobbly. My cock was fully hard though.
I felt a hand take mine and I was led away. I could see it was Carla taking me out of the main room. We entered a small room, just the two of us and she closed the door.
She looked at me deeply and said “before I take off the gag, you promise not to get angry with me” and she had a look of genuine concern on her face. I nodded. She giggled as the cock bobeed up-and-down.
She undid the buckles and slowly withdrew the gag. I stretched and exercised my jaw.
As soon as my mouth returned to normal, Carla’s lips met mine and her tongue was in my mouth. We kissed deeply for a minute and then Carla said “lets get out of here.. I need to be properly fucked”. I wasn’t going to complain. And I had the whole of the next week to use Carla as my plaything. “Anything” was what I remember being told.
I smiled. I have always wanted to ass-fuck a sexy nurse and next weekend looks like the time!
Lauryn
- 20.03.2023
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