They sat by the canal, sipping beer, watching the world go by, well, not the entire world. There were no old people or children, no religious zealots or women of a certain age, this was Amsterdam, and the street they were in was not a place that any of those people visited, this wasnât a family playground, but one of a different sort altogether.
It was early evening now, they had landed at lunch time and made their way directly to the hotel, checking in, and looking around the City Centre before going back to the hotel, changing and then coming out for the evening.
The idea was simple, a few beers, a meal, and then onto somewhere far more interesting. This was the first leg of their trip, and they wanted it to start with a bang; pun intended.
The round the world trip was starting today and the whole thing, concocted at short notice, was truly a trip into the unknown.
Planning it was simple, Amsterdam, Moscow, Bangkok, Sydney and then Los Angeles, the sex capitals of the world.
The theme was sex, the idea to indulge in anything and everything.
They had planned what to do at each location, a shopping list if you will, fucking, sucking, watching, being watched, three sums, four sums, and more.
Amsterdam was going to be the start of the trip, and being watched was the plan for this evening, maybe tomorrow evening as well.
This was the first day of a three month adventure, and they were excited, nervous, horny, and amazed to be there.
They had both just split with partners, and decided that this was the best thing they could do for three months.
There was no love or romance, it was a simple and honest proposal; lets go fuck round the world and see what we can get up to.
They had fucked in the past but that was long since over, and absolutely no sex had been on the agenda until they both decided that their current lives were not great, and they had gotten together over a drink and joked around what they could do.
He had suggested the sex tour, she had laughed, then he had explained more, she had stopped laughing and gotten horny, and here they were, Amsterdam for the first leg of the tour, and they were out looking for a couple to watch them fuck, or fuck in public somewhere with a larger audience; either would do them.
Amanda and Dave sat in the bar and smiled at each other; fucking hell they both thought, what do we do now?
The trip had been planned on the back of an envelope so the first leg was definitely going to be a suck-it-and see kind of affair.
They sat and looked at each other, wondering who would speak first.
âWell, whatâs the plan then?â Amanda decided to go first.
Dave shrugged, but had a fairly good idea of what the plan was.
âI guess we should eat if your hungry,â Amanda shook her head, âthen we should grab a beer and go see a show!â
Dave smiled as he gulped back another mouthful of beer.
âWell, if we are going to see a show then I need something a bit stronger.â
Amanda waved to the barman, who hurried over and then hurried off to fetch a couple of large Bacardi and Cokes.
The funny thing about the situation was is that they hadnât discussed any plans at all. They had just agreed that a trip would be worth while doing, not wanting to hang around in the UK, and given the only reason they ever got together in the first place was to fuck, then a âfucking tripâ seemed like a good idea.
So, they sat and drank Bacardi in an Amsterdam street bar 4 weeks later.
âRight then, shift your arse letâs get going.â
Dave stood to leave and Amanda gulped down the last of her drink, she had lost count now.
Amanda smiled and drank, lifting herself gently out of her chair, wobbling slightly but feeling in control.
They walked together, not holding hands, down the street, Dave knowing exactly where they were heading; he had been there before on a work trip.
The Cassa Rossa was Amsterdamâs most well known sex club, every stag night that passed through town visiting for strong lager and stronger sex. The place was an old cinema with seats starting at the front and gently rising to the rear, and isle separating the two areas. The stage was the same, the stage where the old screen would have been, in days when couples didnât fuck in front of an audience.
Dave paid at the door; entry including 4 large beers, and they moved through the bar grabbing their first beer and into the main theatre.
They pushed their way through the curtains to be greeted by a couple fucking on the stage, the man taking the woman from behind. The place was half full, mostly men, but the odd couple dotted around.
They looked at each other, and Dave guided Amanda into a row about two thirds back from the front, and the chose a seat near the wall, where it was darker but still visible.
The whole point of the Cassa Rossa was not to watch each other but watch the stage so lighting was designed to allow a good view of the stage.
They sat down with their first beer and watched as the couple just fucked in a not very realistic way. This was a sex show and the couple had to perform every 30 minute rotation so mechanical was the best way of keeping going for a 6 hours shift.
The sex was per-functionary and not erotic but you didnât get to see people fuck in front of you everyday of the week so they couldnât help but become slightly aroused.
After the first couple had disappeared a new pair appeared and she dropped to her knees and start to suck his cock. She was good, and Dave figured he must have been made of stone to keep going as long as he did.
Amanda, who was definitely not a cock-sucker, appreciated her technique.
As they sat there watching, they could sense other people sitting down to their left, and both glanced and saw that a couple about the same ages had sat down in the same row.
Dave decided that things needed to get moving along, after all people were fucking in front of them and he had been dying to get to grips with Amanda for a few hours now. He turned to her and whispered in her ear, âRight then, turn this way for me.â
Amanda didnât really figure out what was going on so turned to her left facing him directly.
Dave smiled and reach out with both hands to the bottom of the red top she had worn, a t-shirt style top, and started to lift it up. Amanda jumped back and pushed his hands away, she wasnât ready yet.
âNo, fuck off I am not sure I want to do this yet,â she protested
Dave just smiled again.
âLook, this is the first night, so lets just see how it goes, and anyway I want to see your fucking tits so move your fucking hands out of the way.â
Amanda wasnât fucking impressed but she was also sat in a sex show feeling slightly pissed; the fucker she thought, I donât even like him that fucking much.
Dave didnât give a fuck what she thought, in fact the more she didnât want to do it the more he was fucking insistent that she would.
They hadnât gotten on at all recently, the only thing they had in common was that they fucked around with other people. They shared the odd story with each other, and both had a bunch of highly explicit pictures of themselves having sex but neither had shared them, although he had nearly sent the odd one or two; she would have probably died.
Anyway, this wasnât the time for her to back out; so he reached forward again and grabbed at her top. Amanda moved her hands back to his but he was too strong and he pulled at it as hard as he could, dislodging her grip and dragging the top above her bra to her neck.
Amanda sat there with her white bra exposed.
âYou fucker,â she spat, âyou are an absolute fucker and I donât know why I fucking came with you.â
Dave could only smile back.
âYou fucking came because you were bored as fuck. I know you donât particularly like me, but I know you like sex more, so for the next few months your going to have to just do what your fucking told and just go with the flow.â
She decided that he was probably right for the majority of what he had just said, and anyway she was getting horny herself now, some people had already noticed that she was sitting their with her top up so going with the flow made some sense.
Now he could see her tits inside her bra Dave had just got even hornier, fuck what was going on up on the stage her thought, those tits are fucking right here in front of me.
He reached his hands out and pulled at the bra, pulling it up and over Amandaâs tits and exposing them fully. Her nipples were already hard and he moved his hands to them and pulled at the soft skin. Amandaâs nipples had always attracted him because they were bigger than they should be for her size of tits, and she also loved having them pulled and sucked.
He pulled and squeezed her nipples and Amanda could feel his fingers.
They both started to lose consciousness of who and what was around them, and all Dave could think about was he was going to have to fuck Amanda in this place whoever was watching.
The couple next to them had become aware of the ensuing situation next to them, especially when Amanda had told him to fuck off in her usual loud voice.
Neither Amanda or Dave looked around, Amanda because she was concerned about where Dave was headed next, and Dave because he was just deciding what to do next.
Fuck it he thought, and reached out and pulled her t-shirt over her head so she sat their topless. Amanda gave him a fucking dirty look but didnât try to put it back on, she was fucking topless in a sex club, ah fuck it she thought to herself.
Dave lent over and sucked her nipples into his mouth, one after another, making sure he sucked them as hard as he could.
He then lent back and looked at Amanda sitting their, her tits out and felt his cock stiffen even harder in his pants. Fucking fantastic was the only thing he could think of.