Went to a really fun night at Club 8x6 downtown. I've been wanting to check out that space for a long time, and although it wasn't one of their regular nights, I was happy to at least know where it is now. It was run by Den of Pleasure, which is a local swinger BDSM group. They're explicitly pansexual, which I really appreciate, since I know a lot of swinger groups/venues seem to think only women should have varying gender appetites.
I got to wear my new latex buckle dress, which I feel so scorchingly sexy in (also literally hot since latex doesn't breathe and I felt the sweat pouring down the backs of my legs all night). I'm not able to wear panties under the dress, so there's an added naughtiness to being there in micro-short skirt, knowing everything is barely covered. My sweetie looked amazing in some shiny vinyl pants and a sleeveless hoodie. The outfit plus the guyliner I love to see him in gave him such a sexy 'rent boy' vibe and I was going rather crazy over how hot he looked all night.
We met up with another couple we've played and hung out with before, had a few drinks, and danced for a few hours (through the course of which I managed to not only drop my own cup, but knock TWO other cups out of people's hands onto the dance floor!!!).
We sat on a bench in the dungeon play area when they welcomed people to come watch a scene. A lovely, plump, sub woman knelt over a spanking bench while her (incredibly rotund and wearing an Hawaiian shirt) Dom worked her over. They were beautiful to watch. Really connected. The Dom was tender but really giving her what she needed.
We got pretty hot from this and it took nothing to just spread my legs so my sweetie could simply slip his fingers into me. So hot! The sub was watching this happen in front of her and smiled up at us. Our friends were still dancing and would peek through the curtain at us every now and then, which just made it hotter, made me spread wider. The scene and our exploration progressed: my hand in his pants, him laying me back to get his mouth on me, me sucking him off until I couldn't wait anymore and climbed aboard to ride him there and then.
I was clearly lost to my own world by that point because it wasn't until we finished that I realized the scene had ended and people had moved on to other parts of the club - though we'd definitely had a few remaining watchers. We cleaned up, got some water, perved on what was happening in a few other areas, danced like cheeseballs to 'Pour Some Sugar on Me' (we were the only ones on the dance floor by this point), and headed to the change room to call it a night.
We were getting our gear together when an attractive man approached us and started chatting, having been watching us dance. We weren't up for sticking around, but gave him our card, and now we have a drinks date with him next week.
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Sunday, 19 April 2015
Saturday, 7 March 2015
Valentine's at the swing club
After our fun New Year's Eve at the local swing club--that we honestly didn't quite understand was fully a swing club, we just thought it was somewhere you could go and have sex in public. We also thought swingers were a thing of the suburban past. Shag (heh!) rugs and key parties--we decided to go check it out again for Valentine's Day.
This time we were going to meet up with a couple who'd messaged on facebook and initiated a coffee date. They were newbies as well, and nervous, but it seemed like it would be nice to have others to chat with and dance with in case we were hit with similar nerves as previously. The wife of that couple and I had a shopping date where we got to know each other a little better, and we picked out sexy outfits to wear to the club. A LOT of the women at the club wear very little, but I wasn't quite ready to go straight to lingerie when first arriving at the club, so I found a sexy dress, which was probably far too classy, but felt like me.
We'd discussed with the other couple in advance that we would just watch each other, rather than swapping, which felt like a fun, low-pressure, first step.
We arrived at the club first and were more relaxed about chatting with others in the queue, and checking them out. Phones are only allowed in the downstairs entrance area of the club so I had to have mine in my purse against my leg so I'd feel the vibe when she texted their arrival. There is a fair amount of hoop-jumping for newbies, so although they arrived not that long after we did, they didn't get into the club area for a long time after that.
In that time, we chatted with a very hot couple who joined us in our booth. We'd noticed them in the locker area as she was wearing frilly panties, pasties and a smile, and he was in a gorgeous, embroidered tunic. They were also fairly new to the lifestyle and I was suddenly very sad we were meeting up with others because it seemed like things could have gone very well for us with these two.
Our other new friends finally made it to the club area and we all hung out and danced together, often with the hotties from our booth as well. Mr. Hottie had smoked us up with his vapourizer and it was really strong. Although I hadn't had much to drink, I was definitely pretty 'relaxed', and it wasn't until the dry-mouth really kicked in that I realized why. We don't smoke up often, and are kinda lightweights; this becomes quite relevant later.
After several hours of dancing--which included my sweetie undressing me on the dance floor--I noticed the time and decided if we were going to get funky, we had to get on it because we only had 45 min before the last train of the night. We talked to the couple we'd arranged to go with, but she wasn't up for playing yet, so we headed off on our own to fool around.
The only free space was next to another couple who was happy to have us join them on the lounger. My sweetie knelt between my legs and proceeded to eat my pussy like a champ. I looked around as I lay back and there were many couples in various states of sexual activity from blowjobs to lap-riding and it was crazy hot. I could watch them and they were watching me and I was blissed right out.
Ms. Hottie came by at one point and I invited them to join us in the space, but she just kissed me for a few minutes before moving on to their other date (we'd seen them dancing with a crazy-sexy couple and felt like they'd made a good trade up). Husband between knees and hot woman kissing me was a pretty great moment, as short as it was.
I lay back again and was revelling in all the delicious sensations when I heard the low rumble of many voices. I looked up to discover that the open area of the room was filled with people. The newbie tour was on and there were about 20 people standing there watching us. My first thought was, 'Oh shit!'. My second was, 'Oh yeaaaah!' and I immersed myself in watching eyes. My inner exhibitionist was jumping for joy and has pretty much burst forth from her bonds since then.
I wanted to return the favour to my sweetie or maybe fuck, but he was so incredibly high that there was a total disconnect between brain and genitals, and he had no interest. I felt a similar disconnect, though not to the same degree. Everything he did to me felt really good, but there was no progression, and it was like I was watching from a distance.
Lesson learned: don't take drugs from strangers at the sex club. You'd think that wouldn't be something two people in their 40s need to learn, but there ya go.
We continued to fool around a bit, moved up to the gallery area and watched some acrobatic feats of fucking from one very fit couple, and watched our facebook friends who were in a slightly dark corner playing (the same dark corner we played in our first time). There were bodies all around us, moans, slapping skin, sighs. It was delightful, and we knew we'd be back.
This time we were going to meet up with a couple who'd messaged on facebook and initiated a coffee date. They were newbies as well, and nervous, but it seemed like it would be nice to have others to chat with and dance with in case we were hit with similar nerves as previously. The wife of that couple and I had a shopping date where we got to know each other a little better, and we picked out sexy outfits to wear to the club. A LOT of the women at the club wear very little, but I wasn't quite ready to go straight to lingerie when first arriving at the club, so I found a sexy dress, which was probably far too classy, but felt like me.
We'd discussed with the other couple in advance that we would just watch each other, rather than swapping, which felt like a fun, low-pressure, first step.
We arrived at the club first and were more relaxed about chatting with others in the queue, and checking them out. Phones are only allowed in the downstairs entrance area of the club so I had to have mine in my purse against my leg so I'd feel the vibe when she texted their arrival. There is a fair amount of hoop-jumping for newbies, so although they arrived not that long after we did, they didn't get into the club area for a long time after that.
In that time, we chatted with a very hot couple who joined us in our booth. We'd noticed them in the locker area as she was wearing frilly panties, pasties and a smile, and he was in a gorgeous, embroidered tunic. They were also fairly new to the lifestyle and I was suddenly very sad we were meeting up with others because it seemed like things could have gone very well for us with these two.
Our other new friends finally made it to the club area and we all hung out and danced together, often with the hotties from our booth as well. Mr. Hottie had smoked us up with his vapourizer and it was really strong. Although I hadn't had much to drink, I was definitely pretty 'relaxed', and it wasn't until the dry-mouth really kicked in that I realized why. We don't smoke up often, and are kinda lightweights; this becomes quite relevant later.
After several hours of dancing--which included my sweetie undressing me on the dance floor--I noticed the time and decided if we were going to get funky, we had to get on it because we only had 45 min before the last train of the night. We talked to the couple we'd arranged to go with, but she wasn't up for playing yet, so we headed off on our own to fool around.
The only free space was next to another couple who was happy to have us join them on the lounger. My sweetie knelt between my legs and proceeded to eat my pussy like a champ. I looked around as I lay back and there were many couples in various states of sexual activity from blowjobs to lap-riding and it was crazy hot. I could watch them and they were watching me and I was blissed right out.
Ms. Hottie came by at one point and I invited them to join us in the space, but she just kissed me for a few minutes before moving on to their other date (we'd seen them dancing with a crazy-sexy couple and felt like they'd made a good trade up). Husband between knees and hot woman kissing me was a pretty great moment, as short as it was.
I lay back again and was revelling in all the delicious sensations when I heard the low rumble of many voices. I looked up to discover that the open area of the room was filled with people. The newbie tour was on and there were about 20 people standing there watching us. My first thought was, 'Oh shit!'. My second was, 'Oh yeaaaah!' and I immersed myself in watching eyes. My inner exhibitionist was jumping for joy and has pretty much burst forth from her bonds since then.
I wanted to return the favour to my sweetie or maybe fuck, but he was so incredibly high that there was a total disconnect between brain and genitals, and he had no interest. I felt a similar disconnect, though not to the same degree. Everything he did to me felt really good, but there was no progression, and it was like I was watching from a distance.
Lesson learned: don't take drugs from strangers at the sex club. You'd think that wouldn't be something two people in their 40s need to learn, but there ya go.
We continued to fool around a bit, moved up to the gallery area and watched some acrobatic feats of fucking from one very fit couple, and watched our facebook friends who were in a slightly dark corner playing (the same dark corner we played in our first time). There were bodies all around us, moans, slapping skin, sighs. It was delightful, and we knew we'd be back.
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