After a bad relationship I had decided to take some time off from dating and sex. My self imposed celibacy had been going on two years. At first it had been really hard, I would wake up finding myself masturbating. But before long I was doing alright with it.
I had inherited some money from an Uncle and could take my dream vacation. I had always wanted to go to England and the time and opportunity had finally come. I had a friend that had been living in London for several years. She was thrilled that I was finally coming to visit her and couldn't wait to show me the sights.
The first week I had been there we caught up and she showed me all the sights, it had been wonderful. Of course she had to work during the day, but I always found things to occupy my time.
On the Friday night of my second week, she told me about a club she wanted to take me to. She said it was a private club, and she had missed last week and really wanted to go this week. I was up for a night out. I was surprised by her outfit, she having always been a bit on the dull side in her dress walked out of her bedroom in a skirt that barley covered her bottom and a shirt that showed off most of her ample breast.
"Wow Carrie, that's some outfit. I feel a little overdressed."
"No problem you can borrow something of mine."
Before long I was dressed in black PVC. A black all in one teddy that had crisscross laces that barely got tight enough to cover my chest and a skirt.
"Carrie, I don't know about this. I look like I'm going to be walking the streets looking for johns."
"Trust me sweetie, you look great. You're going to be the center of attention tonight."
I didn't think I wanted to be the center of attention, but I was on vacation and everyone knows that what happens on vacation doesn't count, so I went with it.
It took an hour to get to the club and when we walked inside I felt totally out of place. It looked like business men and woman having cocktail hour. Even though it was 10 at night. Ordering a drink Carrie took me by the hand and led me toward the back of the room. There was a door there and she knocked on it and soon we were inside another room.
It was large and smelled of that musky scent of sex. Looking around I saw couples scattered about in states of undress. Some were talking and teasing, others were fucking.
"Carrie, what the hell is this place?"
"It's a sex club, I love it here. You're sure to get laid now."
"I didn't want to get laid; I told you I was taking a break."
"Yes you did Sara, but two years is long enough. It's time for a little fun."
Taking my hand she led me to a table in the back of the room. Sitting down I looked around the room in stunned silence. There was couples, man on man, girl on girl and all other mixes.
Soon a group of men approached our table. They all knew Carrie and sat down to chat with us. After several minutes, someone suggested that we get naked. In turn around the table one by one everyone began to strip. When it was my turn I sat there a little shocked. With some encouragement I did take off my clothes, but quickly covered myself. When the last guy took off his clothes I was stunned. I looked at his face and then down. I looked from him to Carrie.
"Beautiful isn't it." Carrie whispered in my ear.
"I've never seen anything like that, outside a John Holmes video."
"He's actually bigger than him and when he fills you, you know it."
I didn't know what to do or say, I just sat there stunned. When I turned back to say something to Carrie she was unable to say a word. To my surprise there was a cock in her mouth and one of the guys was on his knees licking her pussy. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that quiet, shy Carrie was doing this. Needing to compose myself, I looked off toward the door wondering if I could escape.
"I know you're nervous."
The man beside me said. "So why don't you just watch a bit and if you get excited then you can give me a tap on the shoulder."
