First published by myself in 2018 at Sex Stories Post Forum; revised and updated
The Club's Newest Attractions
by DarkRide
Feb 2018
1. Morning After / Night Before - Jo
I was dead to the world when our daughter came slowly into our bedroom holding the envelope.
Kelli quietly nudged my hubby Chris til he woke with a loud moan that failed to even make me stir. Bleary eyed and a little confused, he stared at her standing there sheepishly in her cute yellow nightie, holding the large yellow envelope out toward him. Before accepting it from her outreached hand, he stared at it quizzically, and rubbed his eyes.
She told him in a conspiratorial tone that she had found it under the front door when she had woken up and went to make herself some breakfast. Scratching his head, seeing no markings on the outside, Chris flipped open the unsealed flap on the envelope and peered inside, then, as he later told me, turned white as a ghost and felt like vomiting.
Gathering his wits, he thanked Kelli and suggesting she go finish making herself something to eat. As she reached the door to our bedroom, he found enough courage to ask - "Did you look inside?"
He didn't believe her answer.
This was when he gave me a rather hard shove, finally breaking me from my slumber. I opened my eyes to see my white-faced husband holding a bundle of photos, the envelope discarded on the bed, his eyes wide as saucers. "Oh God!" he exclaimed, as he flipped through them. I didn't need more than a glance to know exactly what had drained the color from Chris' face.
"Oh God!" I repeated his words. Jumping up to sit with him, my 34c breasts shamelessly exposed, I gasped as I focused on the topmost image - me sucking a rather long, thick cock with a grin on my face. Chris flipped to the next photo, now showing my rather awkward "almost there" face whilst a well built man fucked me from behind. My heart felt like it would thump out of my chest as the previous night's memories now played out in my husband's hands. Chris flipped again to the next photo, with my mouth again at work on a well hung individual, but still being fucked doggy style too.
"I thought you said it was just that one guy?" Chris turned the photo this way and that, the expression on his face making me bite my lip in shame (but only briefly). This hadn't been my idea, even if I had enjoyed the way the night had progressed.
"Three," I finally replied, first making his mouth fall open, then a little nod of his head, like something suddenly made sense. When Chris revealed the next picture, I bit my lip a little harder, seeing my face pressed between the legs of a woman I didn't even know the name of. "Oh, and her, too."
Chris' eyes poured over that picture for a while before he proceeded further, but when he did the next picture made me gasp, even though I knew by now that it was coming: seeing my husband of nearly twenty years receiving a blowjob from another woman. Her face was full of mischief (as well as full of Chris' cock) as she stared into what he no doubt thought was his eyes, but in fact was a hidden camera. I could remember her so clearly, approaching us with her husband at the bar. Not any bar of course - the bar at a swingers club on the other side of town.
Before we became parents, Chris had talked to me about his fantasy of taking me to swing club. He almost had me ready to try when instead I fell pregnant, and those thoughts flew away with the realities of becoming parents. But once the kids had grown up... he again raised the idea. I really wasn't sure anyone at a swing club would be interested in a middle aged mother with not so perky breasts, even if I could still fit in my wedding dress (well - almost). But he assured me it would be fun, and found a club nearby...
It kind of made sense when we were told we had to check our purses and phones at the entrance to the club - perfectly safe in nicely secure lockers. And we were given free vouchers for drinks, so headed to the bar to help settle the nerves. That's where we soon met Luke and Dianne. They introduced themselves to us; noticed we were newbies and offered to show us around. When we stood up, Luke took my arm, and Dianne took Chris'... straight away it felt like... we were heading down the rabbit hole.
Before our visit to the club, indeed in all of our little dirtytalk sessions whilst making love, we'd always talked of being together, able to see how each other was enjoying themselves with someone else... in case it was too one sided... in case the other needed help... but there I was, suddenly finding myself in a private room with Luke, and whilst he was being a gentleman, making me feel like a princess, he also made me feel like a horny little slut... and soon I couldn't resist... couldn't wait or delay for Chris to find me... I begged him to fuck me!
Up until that moment Chris was the only man I had slept with. I had sucked a couple of cocks in my teens (boyfriends and dares) but had saved myself for the "right" man. I knew he didn't have the biggest tool in his pants, but he made me feel special and I loved him. As Luke started rubbing the head of his cock on my pussy I felt shivers all over my body, just knowing what I was doing, knowing I was officially about to "cheat" on my husband, even if he was no doubt "cheating" on me at the same time with that pretty little Dianne. I couldn't help but moan as he finally began pushing inside, feeling so different to my husband - even though he only looked to be an inch longer than Chris, Luke had a lot more girth that stretched me so tight.
Thoughts of Chris disappeared from my mind as Luke fucked me fast, and slow, moving my body at his will. When he took me from behind, that's when someone else must have entered the room, though I didn't realize until I was so close to coming, begging him to fuck me harder, when instead he pulled all the way out. I mewled in frustration, then confusion as he asked me if I really wanted to be a slut like I kept saying. I said yes, and turned to look at him, gasping in shock as I saw another tall, strong looking man standing next to him. "This is Jake. He heard your moans. Can he join in?" He smiled at me whilst teasing my clit with his cock. This wasn't anything like what I had expected to be doing on our first "let's just go check it out" night at the club... but in the moment... assuming my husband was potentially exploring just as much... I looked at them both, and said "Yes!".
Chris suddenly brought me back to reality, asking me again, "Did you like it?"
I shook my head in confusion. "What?"
"The other woman," he added.
I felt my cheeks flush, as looked at the photos in his hand, seeing one of Dianne sucking his cock.
"It was... nice," I vaguely replied, embarrassed.
"Nice?" came his incredulous reply.
I had never told him about making out with my best friend when we were young, but I figured most kids do silly things like that. Certainly far from what I had done last night. As if having two men at once wasn't enough - taking them both at the same time in different places like a real slut (and neither of them my husband), Luke then invited another couple to join us, as things descended into a slutfest. The other woman barely touched the guys, but she certainly enjoyed me. I almost felt disappointed there was only the one picture of her with me in the pile...
Taking the photos from Chris, I started to turn to the next one. He tried to take them back from me, saying we should call the police or something. Turning over, I dropped the pile in shock as I saw what he was clearly expecting to come up next. Not a picture of him fucking the beautiful woman who had walked him happily away last night. But a picture of him sucking a cock, quite happily by the look of it. I wasn't sure what to say as I tried to process it, looking from the picture, to my husband, and back. I know it was such a double standard - he had just seen a photo of me licking a woman after all, but...
Then came the confession I truly wasn't expecting to hear.
"I knew they had cameras." he slowly stated. "Because they showed me your room." He couldn't look me in the eye. "They made a bet with me, that you would do whatever they asked. I said you wouldn't do anything without me there, like we'd always said. But you did... And each time... there was a consequence," came his earnest confession, as my heart ached now knowing what I had done without even knowing.
2. Morning After / Night Before - Chris
When Dianne took me on her arm, I felt like a new King being escorted around his empire as she guided me around the club, seeing the dance floor, the hot tub, the dark maze (that sounded intriguing!) second bar with strippers' pole. I was expecting that she would end the tour by meeting back up with Joanne and Luke after their own tour - it was surprising therefore when she instead took me into what could only be described as a bedroom. There was a bed, king sized I noted, and a large tv on the wall, no doubt to watch porn in case you needed some help to get in the mood - surely not something many people here would have a problem with - there was so much live action to enjoy!
For a few minutes I still expected Jo and Luke to appear at the door and join us, as we had always said we wanted to be there with each other if we "did anything". This trip was really only meant to be a proof of concept visit - did we both feel comfortable in the setting? But, as Dianne made her intentions clear, I was finding it harder and harder to resist her flirtations, not to mention not wanting to upset this sexy lady who I now found myself hard and horny with. I honestly tried to slow her down, as Dianne knelt and unzipped my pants. I suggested we watch something on the tv when she began sucking my cock. As I grew close to cumming in her very talented mouth, I outright said I think we should wait for the others to join us. Finally Dianne stopped, sliding her lips slowly off my cock with a lovely little pop and slobbery smile...
She briefly checked her watch, then said, "Ok, let's watch something...". She sat on the bed next to me after finding the remote control, her hand finding my cock as she did, slowly stroking, keeping me hard, as she flicked the screen on. The image that appeared made me startle - my wife on the big screen, split across 2 camera angles, laying on a bed not unlike the one I was on, with Luke laying beside her.
"What the fuck?" I muttered as I looked at Dianne, who simply smiled at me, my cock still in her hand, finger rubbing my precum over the crown. "We agreed not to do anything unless we were together," I continued, as hypocritical as it may be for me to say given my current situation.
"Don't you trust your wife?", Dianne asked me, as she stroked my cock.
"Well, yes, but..." I watched on the screen as Luke tried to kiss my wife, surprised by her almost total lack of resistance. I felt Dianne's mouth on my cock again as I saw my wife part her legs for Luke's hand, knowing he would now know she wasn't wearing any panties - something I thought would help put her in the mood. Evidently I was right, gauging by the other camera angle showing how easily his fingers were sliding over her lips. Dianne again slipped her mouth off my cock...
"So, she wasn't supposed to do anything unless you were there, together?" she asked me.
"No, same-room swapping. That was the plan. At least, that's what I thought," I replied.
"Don't blame her. Luke can be very persuasive... Do you think she'll..." She stopped, giggled. "Let's make a bet. Whatever she agrees to do, you do too." She smiled at me, her hand teasing the head of my cock with my own precum. Trying not to feel jealous, seeing how Jo was certainly far from being pressured into anything... I nodded my head in agreement... We watched as Luke's hand continued to explore Jo's bare, clearly wet pussy, as they continued to make out, before he stood up, and unzipped in front of my wife. You could see the pink in her cheeks as she saw his long hard cock. "Will she suck his cock without you there?" Dianne asked seductively.
"N-no," was my faltering reply, but I wasn't so sure. Luke teased her, holding back but letting her look at his long, still partly soft cock. Even if Dianne hadn't been stroking my cock, it would have been hard from watching the situation my wife was in, wondering how far she would go before asking to see me...
I hadn't noticed the restraints tucked under the corners of the bed. As I watched my wife on the big tv, Dianne's deft hands bound my left hand to one corner of the bed... but I noticed when she took my right. Struggling to take my eyes off the tv, I glanced at her curiously as she slipped a cuff over my hand and secured it. Feeling suddenly vulnerable, I turned back to the screen just in time to see my wife open her mouth and take the head of Luke's cock slowly in her mouth. In the reverse shot, I could see only her head, but also saw Luke smiling right into the camera as his hands rested on my wife's head. It was at that moment that the door to our room opened, and a tall, well defined and barely dressed man walked into the room, a broad smile on his face.
My arousal and sense of wonder at my wife's actions disappeared as I instantly knew our night was going drastically off course from anything I'd intended when bringing my wife to this supposedly reputable place.
Dianne gave me her mischievous smile. "Your wife seems to be enjoying my husband's lovely cock with her mouth, Chris. Now, remember our deal? Whatever she does, you do too..." Dianne smiled at me, as the man walked over to the bed on which I was securely tied, his pants bulging at the seams.
"D-Dianne - let's be reasonable, please?" I stammered as the guy slowly starting pushing his pants down. Dianne simply smiled.
"You can't do this - I am not going to suck - I don't even know who this guy is!"
Dianne's hand squeezed quite tightly on my cock. "His name isn't important," she told me, as the guy's cock suddenly sprung out of his pants, almost hitting my face. "What's important is, we had a deal. What she does, you do." Dianne pointed to the screen, where Luke was now holding Joanne's head and fucking her face like I'd never even thought to try. And although her arms flailed now and then, she seemed to be happily letting him do it, being a slut for his cock.
"And if our deal isn't enough for you..." The guy kept his big fat cock right next to my face, as Dianne started reading a list of names and phone numbers from a piece of paper. My mouth fell open as she recited the names of my sister, mechanic, dog walker, the kid's school...
"H.. h-how... wh... wha..." was all I could manage to vocalize.
Dianne gave me a wink. "You should use a passcode on your iPhone."
Mr Big Cock took the advantage that my open mouth presented, and pushed his cock inside, his hands either side of my head, thumbs encouraging my jaw to concede to his will. My eyes felt wider than my mouth as I tasted my first ever cock. My tongue automatically tried to push him out, but all it seemed to do was make him leak precum all over my tongue. His hands held my face, just keeping me in place as he stared at me, still grinning as I felt his cock grow.
"In this day and age, there's nothing wrong with a guy sucking another guy's cock..." Dianne continued. "Although... Would your dad agree with that sentiment? Your priest? Your kids teachers?"
The guy was slowly pushing more and more of his cock into my mouth... adjusting the angle of my head as he went... my eyes watering in shock... hearing strange guttural noises coming from my own throat as I struggled to breath.
"Trust me, Chris, it's best not to struggle. You'll enjoy it more if you just surrender."