Small-town guy goes to a swingers club [MFFF] | 2016

This is a story about how a joe-schoe guy felt on top of the fucking world, for one night.

Alright, so quick background. I'm 22, this story is from mid-summer-2014, about 6 months ago. I'm a small-town boy, went to a small, incredibly specialized college, and had my first real life experience when I got a job and moved to a state-school college town. I was a virgin for 21 years of my life, I cheated and hired an escort on my 22nd birthday. I was (and remain) woefully inexperienced in the art of love, despite having double digit partners over the past several months. I'm not particularly handsome, well-built, or endowed. I'm 6'3", about 230 pounds, with a noticeable gut when I sit, but decently well proportioned when I stand. I've been working out every day for six months now but it's not really showing any effect in my gut. I'm surprisingly self-confident, but no real reason to be.

The beginning of the summer came with a well-paying job, my own apartment (all to myself) and all the freedom that implies. I started browsing Craigslist almost obsessively, responding to dozens of ads a day but getting precious few replies back. Eventually I found an ad for a swingers' club putting on an event for the 4th of July weekend. The club was located in a major metropolitan area about half an hour away from me, and I got a favorable reply when I inquired about what happens there. I went through the vetting process (basically a "do you have a criminal record" check) and received an invite as a single guy (with the ticket price that entailed). I had no idea what to expect, and went in with nothing by my confidence and a couple condoms in my pocket.

I got there about 9pm on a Friday night. The place was a big house on the outskirts of a suburb of the metro area, pretty isolated from neighbors and prying eyes. I was one of the first couple people there, aside from the owners of the house. I paid my $50, got a hand stamp, and was given a tour. The place was pretty nice. There was an upstairs level and a basement level, and the main floor was reserved for non-nakedness and socializing and food. Upstairs was a series of rooms with mattresses on the floor, soft music playing, faux candlelight, etc. Downstairs there was a dance floor, a hot tub, a room with a couple stripper poles, and a dungeon. The dungeon was a bit of a shock to me, given that I have no real interest in BDSM or anything of the sort. But I took it all in stride, determined to just accept things and try to have a good night.

I chilled on the main floor for a while, socialized with a couple people that came in. Played some billiards with a couple dudes, waited for people to drift in. Over the next hour or so, people arrived with regularity. Most people were roughly middle-aged, in their 30s to early 40s. It was mostly couples and single guys. Eventually, a knot of us (a pair of couples, a single girl, and 2 single guys, and me) moved downstairs to the poledancing room, where one of the married women gave a show. She was quite good looking, and had a nicely proportioned body that she didn't mind showing off. After dancing for a while, she pulled one of the single guys out of the couch and started grinding him pretty hard on the floor. Eventually she pulled his cock out and started fucking him, right there on the dance floor. The single woman that I was sitting next to, and had been chatting up for a while, started rubbing me through my pants as we cuddled closer on the couch and watched. She was decently good looking in that cute, southern belle sense. A bit older than me (upper 20s? I'm a poor judge of age) and had a decent figure. Nothing spectacular but nothing to scoff at either. Eventually I suggested that we head upstairs and grab a room, to which she agreed. We slinked out of the room and found a nice corner office upstairs. Kissed a bit (my first kiss ever) and groped each other up before I laid her down on the bed and pulled her panties aside. I had never eaten pussy before, so I fell back on old internet advice to trace the alphabet on her clit. Which I did, and I'm pretty sure she enjoyed it. At least, she was pretty wet. I fingered her for a bit while licking her, and about when my jaw started getting tired she came. For a first experience, not bad. Then she motioned for me to lay down, pulled my shorts down and started giving me a blowjob. Let me tell all you who don't know, the first time you get a blowjob it feels like nothing else in the whole world. A million different sensations on different parts of your cock, and it all comes together to feel wonderful. I know now that it's not the best blowjob I've ever had (that's a story for another time, and another post) but at the time it was pretty damn great. I lasted for a respectable amount of time before I started feeling like I was ready to cum, so I asked her where I should cum. She paused a second before looking at me with a mischievous grin and saying "in my mouth, darling!" in a cutesy southern accent. I should probably mention that this woman had the most beautiful southern accent I have ever heard, it might continue to be a fetish of mine to this day. It wasn't much longer before I filled her mouth, and after she swallowed it all, looked at me with a triumphant smile and put her head on my chest. It was pretty obvious that neither of us really wanted to go any further, but that was OK. I'd already gotten further than I honestly believed I would that night. We cuddled, mostly naked, for a couple minutes, with just pillow talk, before redonning our clothes and heading downstairs again.

Back downstairs, the middle room of the floor had turned into a decent sized orgy. 2 women, their husbands watching closely, jerking themselves off, while about half a dozen men serviced the women in the middle of the pile. It was one of those tag-in tag-out things, where only 2-3 guys would be going at once, but after a few minutes they'd swap out with another dude. One of the women got tired pretty quick, and decided to hop out and let another girl take her place. I decided to talk to the tired woman as we chilled on a nearby sofa. She was a middle aged wife, probably early 30's, and had a beautiful face framed by blonde shoulder-length hair. Good figure, huge fake tits, and a killer set of legs. I'm of the opinion that natural breasts on her would have looked far better, but what can you do? As it turned out, she had an enormous libido and a very short recovery time, so before long she was guiding my hand between her legs. No one else had really taken notice of us, so we continued to fool around for a while. At this point, I was introduced to one of my favorite fetishes to this day - facesitting. She ground her pussy into my face, made me taste her, smothered me with her full round ass, and eventually introduced me to ass licking. Hands down the most amazing experience I have ever had, having control taken away from me was a fantastic feeling. I ate and rimmed her for quite a long time, until someone else took notice of what we were doing and wandered over. She then proceeded to get railed by an impressively hung black man, who I cannot begrudge because having talked to him before the event started, he was a genuinely cool person. I wandered away and found the highlight of the night hanging in the hot tub.

Her pseudonym for the event was Stephanie. She was a raven-haired, full-figured goddess. Dressed in a black lace corset that left just enough to the imagination, a super-short ribbed skirt, garter hose and fuck-me stilettos, with hints of tattoos peeking from under her clothes (if you could call them clothes). I was instantly smitten. I chatted her up. She was recently married and had a good amount of swinging experience. She couldn't have been more than 25, and had that perfect hourglass figure. Full hips, easily DD breasts, thighs that could crush a watermelon, gorgeous face, she was a looker. What's more, she seemed receptive to me. As we continued talking, my self-confidence kept growing by the minute. By the time she took my hand and whispered something about finding a room, I could have climbed Mt Everest in a dead sprint. We got to a room, and she left the door open. Then, she started to strip, slowly, making an event of removing every strap, every button, and gently tossed me each article of clothing as it came off. Then she undressed me, in the same languorous manner. We stood together in the center of the room, both completely nude, me at full mast and her nipples poking like daggers. I caught a glimpse of the door, a couple people had started to gather and were watching.

We kissed with urgency, made out like we were high school sweethearts alone in the barn. It was intoxicating. She taught me how to kiss, by example. Eventually we spun to a mattress and she slowly kissed down my body, giving each of my nipples a nibble. She started sucking me, slowly at first, teasing her tongue around my head. She blew me for a while, before I shifted position and moved her down onto the mattress, and dove between her thighs. Her pussy was just about the most perfect one I have ever seen. Lips almost completely enclosed by her mound, perfectly positioned clit, very pink, and completely shaven. I spread her lips and my tongue went in. I traced the alphabet on her clit, her hand guiding my head. After a while she started to grind her pelvis into my face, moaning and sighing. I just kept going, until she started spasming and pushing harder. Her clit was engorged and she was dripping wet, flooding. The mattress beneath her was soaking. She moaned louder, pushing my head into her, as she came. Hard. The entire process took about a minute and a half, during which I didn't have the faintest clue what to do, so I just kept eating and sucking on her clit. When she was done, my face was soaked, and she was panting like a dog in the summer. She sighed contentedly, and said that I had given her the best orgasm she had gotten in a long time. I managed a smile, and before I knew it she pulled me onto the bed beside her and climbed on top of me. A condom appeared out of her purse, and slid over my incredibly hard cock. I knew that I would have some good endurance because I had already came about 2 hours beforehand. As she mounted me I caught another glimpse of the door. Probably 5-6 people, both genders, all in various states of touching themselves and each other, either outside the door or sitting on some chairs in the room. Fuck, this was hot.

The sex was absolutely mind-blowing, even now, looking back. She was tight and slick with her own juices, my cock was rock hard, and we found a rhythm almost instantly. She rode me cowgirl for a while, we switched to missionary for a change of pace, and to slow down for a bit. Missionary didn't quite do it for me, so we switched up to doggystyle. I was a bit concerned about making her come again, but when I asked if any of these positions were doing it for her, she told me not to worry, as she was still really sensitive from the oral and could probably come again from any position. Self-confidence went through the fucking roof. We continued fucking for a while, changing pace and position a couple of more times, until I couldn't hold it anymore and came inside the condom. We collapsed in a sweaty pile on the mattress, cuddling for about half an hour afterwards. Pillow talk, contented sighs, and blissful silence. My heart was still going a mile-a-minute, but I glanced at my cell phone and realized it was almost 3am. I had a long drive home, and my contact lenses were starting to get very dry, so I kissed her goodnight, slid back into my clothes, and exited the room a hero. On my way out, several people complimented me on being great to watch. I was a bit confused but took it in stride.

That ends the tale of the single best night I have ever had. 3 amazing women, 2 nuts, 1 great experience. I was never able to go back, as I took a different job offer and moved across the country soon thereafter, but I don't need to. For all my awkwardness and inexperience, I can look back on that night as the night that an average man became a god of sex.

I might write up a couple of my other stories, but they are nowhere near as interesting or exciting as this one.