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After a long shower and a good lunch, our hangovers were finally ebbing away, so we sat down and scoured the web for a swinging club. The first one we found was a place called Unit 18 in Plymouth, but we decided against that, as we would invariably meet someone we knew, which Kira was against. Either that or if not someone we knew then it would be some honking Matelot (sailor) and I can't stand working with them, let alone fucking someone with one. Finally we found a place in Bath which was ideal; not a great trek and I'd always wanted to visit the city as I'm a huge fan of Roman architecture. I know, I'm a geek. The venue we found was holding a school uniform night the following weekend, so we decided to make a weekend of it and book a hotel. If things didn't work out then we would just do the touristy thing. Once the hotel was booked, I walked Kira to her car and she said she would sort out our outfits for the club. As I kissed her goodbye all I could think about was how hot she was going to look in her uniform.
The next few days were spent texting each other, building excitement and anticipation of the weekend to come. On the Thursday night, my phone buzzed: Kira sent me a picture of my school uniform laid out on the bed. She'd surpassed herself and I couldn't help but laugh; a pair of charcoal grey shorts, white shirt, school tie, black socks and a grey cap. A few minutes later I received another picture, this time a selfie of Kira wearing her outfit. I was instantly turned on; her school uniform consisted of black heels, knee length white socks, a short red and black tartan skirt that looked to be no more than a belt and a very tight white blouse, set off by a short tie. With her hair in pigtails, she looked even more erotic than I'd imagined. As I took in the picture, my cock began to swell, which was a bit of a problem as I was waiting in line outside the armoury at work to draw my weapon for cleaning. It took all my willpower to stop myself going in the heads for a wank.
That evening I phoned Kira and we discussed how we believed that Saturday evening would go. Inevitably we both go so turned on that we ended up having phone sex. I wanked my cock as I listened to Kira's soft voice and I stared at her picture as we built to a climax. I released at the same time, an explosion of cum covering the back of the toilet door and floor. Kira was amazing at phone sex her voice sounded so sweet and innocent but what came out was pure filth.
Friday finally came and the day seemed to drag on forever. Finally it was half past four and I grabbed my bags, throwing them into the car. I made it about a mile before I realised I'd forgotten my black parade shoes that I'd planned on using for my outfit. Fuck. I'd only had one thing to remember! I was still cursing myself as I made it back out of the camp gates and on to the road.
The drive to Exeter felt like it took ages, but eventually I met Kira at Exeter services, and it was obvious that she was just as excited as me. Firstly, this was only our second weekend away together and secondly we were both about to experience something new. We laughed and messed about all the way to Bath; in total it took just over three hours to get there, mainly because Kira had written the directions to the hotel down wrong. When we arrived we were starving so we booked in and went straight out to find dinner. We found a lovely little Italian restaurant not far from the hotel. After dinner we decided to take a slow walk back to the hotel via the address of the club and make sure we were happy with where it was. One thing we didn't want was to be walking around Bath dressed as a pair of school kids, especially when we were sober and not with a group of people. We eventually found the club which didn't look anything special from the outside. It was located in the centre of Bath and looked like a normal club. One thing I did notice was that Kira got very excited; she couldn't stop smiling at me.
Once back at the hotel, Kira insisted I try on my school uniform, just in case anything didn't fit. She sensibly reasoned that if not, at least we could try and sort it out the next day. I came out of the bathroom to a huge roar of laughter. Not quite the reaction I'd been hoping for.
"Brilliant! You look great!" Kira was still chuckling and couldn't contain her amusement. Everything fitted me ok, although the shorts were a bit tight in the legs and groin area. Not really a bad thing; my cock hung down my left leg and was very obvious. It looked as if I had stuffed something down there, but I'm proud to say it was all me!
"Do I get a viewing now...?" I asked her.
Kira smiled: "Nope, you saw me in the picture; you'll have to wait!"
"Please, pretty please?!" I wasn't used to begging, but it was worth a go. Unfortunately, she would have none of it, so we ordered a bottle of wine from reception and got an early night watching a film.
The next day we were up early. We ventured around the city, taking in the sights and exploring the bathhouses, markets and the river. Bath truly is an idyllic city. All the time the thought of what was to come was in the back of our minds. Every now and then we'd exchange knowing looks, winks and smiles. The day seemed to drag, but finally we found ourselves heading back to the hotel. After dinner in the restaurant we headed up to our room and began to get ready. It was only six thirty, the venue didn't open until nine, but we were very eager. Kira had brought a bottle of vodka and we began to sip vodka and coke to steady our nerves. We were playing music and messing about, I had a shower and decided I wasn't trimmed enough, so shaved my pubic area and balls, after all it was a school party. As I returned to the bedroom from my shower, Kira was leaning over the dressing table, dressed and doing her hair. She looked fucking amazing. My cock reacted instantly, making it difficult to get into my shorts.
"Right, I have two rules tonight" Kira said, as I tried to remember how to do my tie.
"If we do meet someone, then we use protection; I have condoms in my bag."
"Not a problem, I've got some in my wallet" I said, proud that I'd managed to remember something. She smiled. "The second is that if I say 'I need to make a call and check my rota,' then I want to leave."
"Ooh, covert, you'll make a good spy! I laughed.
"Piss off! I just don't want to be stuck talking to some weirdo, I'd like to just make our excuses and leave."
"If you want to leave, just tell me and we will leave, I don't have a problem with that." I reassured her.
By this point it was just after nine, so we left the hotel to head to the club. By now we were both a little drunk and nervous anticipation was making us giggle like actual kids. Kira decided to wear a longish coat, her skirt was very short and she only had a pair of French knickers on. I on the other hand, didn't give a shit after a few drinks, and strolled out of the hotel wearing my uniform and hat with pride. I had got a bit carried away with the outfit and gone so far as to draw freckles on my face and comb my hair with a side parting. Yes, I did look like a dick, but a hot dick.
We approached the club and saw there were a few other people heading in; thankfully they were also in school uniform. I would have felt more than a bit of a twat if the night had changed! At the door we were greeted with a smile by a very friendly lady who took Kira's coat and asked if we were first timers to the club. We confessed we were, but she merely gave us a short rundown of the club rules and facilities. After our comprehensive brief we moved to the bar and instantly turned heads. I think more so because of Kira, she looked fantastic. At the bar we ordered a few drinks and sat for a while, checking out the room. The music was cheesy 90's stuff but the atmosphere was great. To be honest, I wasn't overly impressed by the people in the room; many of them were mid-thirties right up to sixties. A lot of the guys had seriously let themselves go and some of the girls looked like mutton dressed as lamb. There were a few good-looking couples though, which gave us hope. In just the few minutes we had been sat there, we had two couples come up and chat to us. Everyone was very friendly, probably because they wanted Kira's sweet young pussy.
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After an hour, we decided to explore the club. It was really well set out; a wet area with a pool, sauna and steam room, dry area with a fetish room, set up with sex swings and chains, plus there were private rooms available too. In the toilets there were glory holes, and some of the other rooms were padded and mirrored. I remember thinking that I couldn't wait to try all of this out. If we could find the right people.
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We headed back to the bar for another couple of drinks, and were soon approached by another couple. Andy and Jeannie from Bristol were married and had been swinging for about five years. Jeannie was an attractive woman of about fifty. She was pretty, and I could tell that she'd have been a stunner in her youth. Andy appeared about fifty five, he wasn't exactly Kira's type, but they were friendly enough and very chatty. After half an hour or so, Andy kind of got the idea and went to chat to another couple, but Jeannie was persistent in her flirting with me. She pressed up against me, every now and then running her nail along the length of my cock. She kept looking at Kira to see if she objected, but she just smiled at me and winked. A little while passed and Jeannie and I were passionately kissing, she was rubbing my cock through my shorts. Kira must have got bored of us playing around, and took both our hands. She took us into a small private room, pushed me against the wall and hastily undid my shorts, allowing my hard cock to spring free as she took them down. She ordered Jeannie to kneel beside her and she began to suck my cock. She did it almost viciously, as though she was frustrated. Jeannie watched with excitement at Kira going to work. After a minute or so, Kira handed the reins to Jeannie, who was something of a pro at sucking cock. She worked up and down my shaft and had a very good attempt at taking me down her throat. Kira watched me enjoying the pleasure of two women milking my cock. Kira cupped my balls and squeezed, forcing Jeannie's head onto my cock. After a while she ordered Jeannie to kneel up, which she did with my cock still in her mouth. I watched as Kira lay on her back and shuffled under Jeannie, pulling her down to sit over her face. Jeannie whimpered as Kira inserted her thumb into her and began to work her tongue over her clit. Jeannie's sucking became more ferocious and all technique went out of the window. It was a mad frenzy of pleasure; I don't know what Kira did to her but she came very, very hard. As she came I pulled the back of her head hard onto my cock, muffling her moans. Unfortunately I didn't cum, but at least we had made an impression on the club.
