First Swingers Club Visit – Part 1

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.
Drinks included.
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.
I smiled.
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.
People watching.
Men jacking off.
Princess wet and horny, moaning, panting and being fucked and fucked and then some more.
Oh boy.

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.
Cozy.
 
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.
No kissing.
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.
 
To be continued
 
 
 
 
 

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