Sex with Stranger with no words between us
I met a new guy from Adult FriendFinder in the southern room, we chatted for
a while and decided to meet. I suggested that we go to a local
swing club and asked if he minded if I invited another Adult FriendFinder
guy to join us. Larry didn’t mind, so I contacted Jeff and
invited him to join us there. I had seen pictures of both
guys but had not met either of them before. Jeff told me that
he would be riding his Harley over to the club.
Larry and I arrived and got acquainted. About an hour after
we arrived, I noticed a guy in biker leathers come into the
room. I mouthed “Jeff” across the room, since the dance
music was too loud for me to be heard. He smiled and came right
over to us. He gave me a big kiss and dropped to his knees.
I was in a short black dress and thigh high stockings and
no panties. He started to lick me and nibbled on my clit,
wow, this guy knew what he was doing. Larry had grabbed the
back of my bar stool to keep it from tipping over backwards.
I got incredibly wet and Jeff stood up and slid his cock into
me right on the barstool. I had only been to this club once
and I had not seen anyone fucking out in this area.
I tried to keep it cool I didn’t throw my knees over his shoulders
as I longed to do. Soon my head was thrown back and hitting
the wall behind me. Larry put his other hand behind my head
so I wouldn’t hurt myself and continued to brace my chair.
OMG, it was so hot, fucking in front of all of these other
couples, with a guy I had met online but had not met in person
and in front of Larry. Larry was getting off watching, and
he started to stroke my throat and face. He stood and moved
behind my chair to keep it upright and to have better access
to me. He leaned around and kissed me deeply. I felt my orgasm
start and my moans got louder and started to drown out the
music. I felt Jeff start to pulse as he also came. We finished
and separated, I giggled and looked around the room to see
if we were about to get thrown out. The owners were no where
to be seen.
Jeff and I went to get something to drink behind the bar.
I leaned over to get ice out of the cooler and felt Jeff poking
against my ass. I could hardly believe it, he was ready to
go again. Less than five minutes after finishing. He turned
me around and had me sit on top of the ice cooler and drove
himself into me again. This time it was hard and fast, the
cooler started to tip and I let out a little scream as I slid
off onto my ass with a thump.
He wanted me to get up on the edge of the bar. With everyone’s
drinks, and all the people sitting around the other side,
there really wasn’t enough room, so I suggested we try out
the sex swing. We went into the other room and he showed me
how to position myself in the swing. I had never seen one
before, but had heard that they were fun. I got my legs into
the stirrups and he spread my legs apart and positioned
himself between my thighs. He slammed into me I wasn’t expecting
it and almost fell out the back of the swing. I grabbed the
chains and held on. He grabbed the chains above my hands
and used them to impale me again and again on his long hot
shaft. I had never had such physically hard slamming sex,
the momentum built up between the swing and his long hard
strokes doubled the impact between our bodies.
I am very vocal when I cum, and I started to chant in time to
his strokes, “fuck me, fuck me harder” over and over, getting
louder and louder as I started to cum. I came so hard, I could
feel if gush out of me combined with cum from the first time
on the barstool. Our bodies started to make wet sucking
and squishing sounds each time we pulled apart and came
together. A few more slamming strokes later and he gave
a shout as he came. The rest of the night the three of us joined
other couples for hot multiples sex. Larry, Jeff, another
guy and I closed down the club. We went out to our vehicles
and I kissed them goodbye and we all went our own ways.
The next morning I was online and Jeff IM’d me. He asked how
I had enjoyed my adventure the night before. I said I loved
it, why didn’t he? He said, “I wasn’t there”. I thought he
was joking. He kept saying no it wasn’t him. I went back to
the club the next weekend with Larry and asked the owners
whom the biker guy was. They said he was John, a sometimes
regular. I had had a long time fantasy fulfilled, and didn’t
realize it until the next day.
Tight_Nympho216 aka Wendy
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