There we were, Princess and I, lying next to each other in a dark alcove. Princess was sighing and moaning while a man was licking her.
Princess grabbed my hand. In the dim light I could see her looking at me. She squeezed my hand, arched her back and came mumbling thank you.
“Oh…” and came again.
On the way back home she told me this guy was fingering her ass while licking her. A maddening experience she added. Duly noted my dear.
“Can I fuck your girlfriend?” he asked.
“Sure,” I told him, “be my guest.”
He grabbed a condom and swiftly penetrated Princess.
The man fucked her hard. Very hard.
At the sound of it he seemed to have a very good time.
“Ain’t she a great fuck? ” I asked.
“Oh yes,” he growled, “oh god, her pussy is so tight. You are a lucky son of a bitch, having such a delicious girlfriend.”
My question had encouraged him even more. He was pounding Princess harder and harder.
Princess screamed and sighed while trying to kiss me.
After a short while he pulled out and started licking again. It made Princess come and then some more.
Licking & fingering ass.
The man went on and on, insatiable it seemed.
Then he pulled out again.
“What do you want,” he asked, “being licked or fucked?”
“Fuck me,” Princess whispered.
Her words made me rock-hard with desire.
The man went on. Alternating the fucking with licking and fingering her ass.
His breathing intensified.
He started moving slower.
Then he pushed his pelvis forward, penetrating Princess as deep as possible.
I kissed Princess while he came.
Then it was over.
He thanked us, got rid of his condom and disappeared. Throughout the evening though he was always in our immediate surroundings. Winking, giving a thumb up, smiling. He even held Princesses’ hand unsolicited while she was having sex with another man. I had to chase him away.
Back at the bar we ordered new drinks. Went to the small movie theater. On the silver screen a happy looking rastaman was fucking a big breasted woman. She had a lot of dark pubic hair and we both found it rather erotic.
Single men were running around, hard cocks in their hands, masturbating.
Some glory holes had penises sticking out of them. Nobody cared. Princess told me if one of these nameless cocks had a condom around it she would have sucked it.
That’s my girl.
Back at the bar we enjoyed observing the dance floor.
hen I noticed him.
A middle-aged man sitting at the bar. He looked okay albeit somewhat nerdy.
“I promised I’d pick a guy for you to fuck, ” I told Princess.
“Yes, you did and a promise is a promise, ” she smiled.
“Come,” I said and we moved to the other side of the bar, next to where the guy was sitting.
I ordered two cokes.
I started kissing Princess, turning her back towards him while I moved my hand to her buttocks.
Then, in one swift movement I turned Princess and myself around. She was now facing the guy and I was standing behind her.
“Isn’t she a doll?” I asked to the guy.
“Oh yes,” he stuttered, completely taken off guard.
“Touch her, feel how soft and warm her ass is,” I encouraged him, turning Princess around once again.
Hesitantly he put his hand on her hip and then moved to her ass.
“Take it slow now,” I smiled, “enjoy, don’t be greedy.”
Princess started kissing me while the man’s hands explored her buttocks.
I turned her around again so she was facing the man.
We chitchatted and he told us it was his first time. He divorced after 20 or so years. Blah blah blah…
I lowered a cup from her bra and he bent forward, licking her nipple.
Princesses tongue danced around mine. I was having a ball, playing with this man’s desires.
From the corner of my eye I noticed how Princesses’ hand found its way in the man’s boxer. She pulled out his dick and started playing with it.
Soon he had his hand in her pantie. He was making the right moves as Princess held me tighter and closer.
I noticed how we had the full attention of another couple. I guess for a first time Princess and I were doing very well.
For a moment I hoped this couple would in some way connect with us later on as I fancied the woman. That did not happen though.
The man was now completely swept away with what was happening.
Then I covered Princesses’ breast.
He looked at me, astonished. Princess still had his cock in a firm grip, moving her fist up and down in a very slow, teasing pace.
Before he could say something I asked him if he enjoyed eating pussy.
He said yes, stumbling over his words, the poor man.
I turned to Princess.
“It is your lucky evening,” I smiled.
I grabbed her hair and told the man to follow us.
Most of the private booths were already taken. One had two beds and there was an unoccupied mattress. .
I pushed Princess down on the bed and removed her string. I spread her legs and told the man to make her cum at least two times. I promised he could fuck her after accomplishing the task.
I held Princess in my arms and she played with my cock while the guy did his very best.
Then Princess came.
And then a second time.
It was not as intense as with the ass-fingering guy but it were good ones she told me afterwards.
He looked at me.
“Grab a rubber”, I told him.
Soon he was fucking the love of my life.
Princess and I close, eyes locked in each other.
I felt every stroke.
Then he came.
I started fingering Princess.
Then guy number one appeared out of nowhere. Dropped his boxer hoping Princess would suck him.
“Go away,” I said.
Another guy was caressing Princesses leg. He looked okay.
For a moment I hesitated.
I almost told him to grab a rubber and fuck Princess.
But it had been enough for a first visit.
I wanted to make sure Princess was okay.
It was almost midnight. There was the loud music. The disco ball. People having fun.
“Let’s go home, ” I told Princess. “I am longing for you. I want to make love to you. I want to make you mine again.”
“I want to be yours only, ” Princess whispered.
“Back home you’ll get in bed immediately,” I growled. “No showering, understand? I want to make love with while I taste and smell the other men on you. You hear me?”
Princess shivered and grabbed my hand. Kissed me for what seemed like eons.
I picked Princess up at 7 pm. She looked gorgeous in her red coat. A broad and happy smile.
Princess is a natural beauty. She does not need make-up. Yet she had used some in a very discrete way. It made Princess even more beautiful and radiant.
Earlier that day I had texted Princess telling her what I wanted her to wear. Also, if she had the time, polishing her nails red would be great. I added the goal was for her to feel very sexy and desirable.
I hadn’t told Princess where I was talking her but later that evening she told me she had a hunch. Adding that she had hoped it would be, finally, the swingers club.
When I first met Princess, over 6 years ago, I sensed she was a submissive, impatient to be born.
I had and have the incredible honor to introduce and guide Princess in the world of BDSM.
Later, preparing The Stranger fantasy, I became quite sure Princess was open for far more.
Princess liked the idea of visiting a swingers club but only in some kind of D/s dynamic. Like me choosing a guy for her and so on. She did not like the idea of going for sex only.
Yet deep down I was sure Princess would enjoy just that: being used, the sex.
We arrived at the club at little past 9.
On the parking lot quite some Dutch license plates. The Netherlands are only a few miles away.
We entered the club.
Entry fee was 40 Euro for the both of us.
The guy asked if we were first time visitors.
He gave me a key for our locker and a short explanation.
Also he told us to warn him if we encountered a pushy man. Such behavior was not tolerated at the club.
This I found on the website of the club :
This is not a couples only club. Couples are supposed to mingle with the single men. The club would make sure single men did not overcrowd. Couples whom have a problem with that are better of in other, couple only, clubs.
Couples where the man is more active than the wife are not welcome.
The club’s niche is threesomes and group sex.
That’s why I chose this club.
Princess and I got ready.
I was wearing only a black boxer-shirt.
“It seems to me the tables have turned,” Princess chuckled.
In BDSM clubs Princess is the one being naked most of the time.
Now I was almost naked while Princess was wearing sexy lingerie.
At the bar we ordered wine. There was a pole, a disco ball and seventies & eighties music. Lots of people of all ages except for very young people.
We walked around the place.
There was a small cinema with a few chairs and a huge bed in front, under the silk screen.
They projected old porn flicks. Hairy cocks and pussies and natural looking women. Blacks with huge cocks.
I closed my eyes.
For a moment I imagined Princess there, on the bed, with a few men and me. A gang bang maybe.
Men jacking off.
Princess wet and horny, moaning, panting and being fucked and fucked and then some more.
We continued our visit of the place.
Glory holes, a jacuzzi, showers, small rooms and bigger rooms. Cupboards with towels and like a zillion condoms.
Not that much light.
I felt good and comfy and so did Princess. For me this was a very old fantasy/dream finally coming true.
Back at the bar a man came to us.
He grabbed her hand.”I like you,” he told Princess, “you look gorgeous. Can I touch you? If you and your friend are okay with that of course.”
Princess looked at me.
I nodded yes.
Before entering the club I had told Princess I wanted her to have a ball. To enjoy the evening. Go with the flow and simply be herself.
I had no restrictions whatsoever except for our few rules.
Sucking and fucking with a rubber.
We stay together. No solo activities.
Princess was free to have no sex or fuck every living soul in the club and anything in between.
I pulled down a cup of her bra and told the guy to enjoy himself.
Soon Princess was kissing me with fierce intensity. Her tongue flicking in and out my mouth with deep desire and sexual hunger.
This was a different Princess. An assertive woman in total balance with her sexuality, ready to enjoy the total freedom I had given her.The man was playing with her breast while fingering her.
I noticed Princess had pulled out his cock and was jerking him off.
Way to go, I thought and I smiled. I felt proud of my Princess. It was clear she was self-confident and having fun.
Princess almost went trough her knees when she came.
I looked at the guy.
“You like eating pussy?” I asked.
“Oh yes, you have such a gorgeous woman,” he sighed.
I grabbed Princesses’ hair and said “come with me.”
In one of the corridors I pushed her up a few stairs. There was a small alcove.
“Lay down and enjoy,” I told her pulling down her panties.
I held Princess in my arms. I noticed how she spontaneously spread her legs in a welcoming gesture.
Hungry the man went down on her.“Ohhhhh…. ” Princess moaned, pressing her mouth against my shoulder. Soon I felt her teeth sink in my flesh while she was swept away on a roller-coaster of orgasms.Our first evening ever in a swingers club had taken a flying start.