Please note, this is a true story. However, I've changed the names, ages, occupations and places to protect the other person's privacy. I have no shame so enjoy, LOL.
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Pam: The Thrill of Getting Caught 4
We get caught on purpose! (The Power Exchange, San Francisco)
Saturday night of course was one of the busiest nights at a well-known sex club called "The Power Exchange". The sex club has moved around to multiple physical locations over the years. Although swingers would visit this place, it was not considered a typical lifestyle venue. It also had some different policies then typical swingers clubs. The main rule all places had was, "No means no".
At this time period we are at the 3 level space that was on Otis street in San Francisco, CA. At one point I heard there was a 4th level but I never saw it. This sex club has moved to 3 different locations in a 10 year span. The first 2 levels had one for gay men and the other for trans. Level 3 was the primary level where couples and single women were allowed. This level was the area we were this story takes places.
We both enter the sex club around 1030pm. There was a good amount of people, probably about 80ish attendees. Walking around you can see people dressed in attire from conservative all the way down to fully nude. Men and women wearing suits, leather gear, fetish clothing and more day to day clothing. There was no dress code on this evening. And some people who dress conservatively and change into most risquΓ© attire as the night went on.
I walk Pam around and give her a tour of this unique space. There is a large dimly lighted main lobby/open den type room where you entered into from the stairwell. When people were not inside a theme room they would chill in this area with multiple benches and seats along the walls. There are several theme rooms with sex specific furniture. This was home to some good memories for me and the people I've come here with.
Pam and I have been seeing each other non-exclusively for just over a month now. She was a 31 year old admin manager and about 4 years older than me. Pam stood approximately 5'6 with long straight brunette hair. Sporting a nice perky 32C chest and a small yet round rear. Although Pam was not the timid type she was also not expecting nor used to indulging into the more extreme level of exhibitionism as I was.
Pam was dressed in all black. She had on a trench coat that went down to her mid-thigh. It was covering a lace night gown with a tiny thong and leather boots underneath. I was wearing a black blazer, white button up shirt without the tie and black pants. We did have some "accessories" with us in Pam's small cross body bag. We want to look conservative going in and unravel ourselves while inside.
As I was showing Pam around we stumble upon a couple in one of the theme rooms with a giant 4 post bed. A crowd had gathered and there was maybe 25 people watching them go at it. The couple consists of a light skinned, very hairy 6 foot man with a beer belly and a BBW woman with blonde curly hair. Let's call them Ron and Rhonda. Their sexual confidence was strong and they were putting on one helluva show.
Over the years a common misconception I've heard a lot is that at sex and swingers clubs it's an orgy full of porn stars. And all the females look like the Baywatch Pamela Anderson type and perfectly sculpted male muscular gladiators with only 9's and 10's allowed in there. Now there are some private groups and clubs that may have those requirements where you have to send a photo for "approval". Basically if your attractive enough they let you in. But those are few and far between. Valuing different looks, shapes and sizes is a benefit to any club.
This couple was performing a sex act that would make many envious. Rhonda was on her back with her legs spread wide. Her knees were bent, feet flat on the bed and her hips were close to the edge of the bed. Ron was in between her legs with a very strong phallic vibrator. Using his right hand, he was fucking her with it. His left hand slapping her breasts with an all-black flogger. The loud sounds of the slaps and her moans echo in the tall ceiling room.
We arrive just before her climax. Rhonda yells out, "Now!" Ron aggressively pulls out the vibrator and she launches her water everywhere. That's right this woman put on a squirting show. She shot a long stream that went about 5 feet and hit the side wall. Some spectators were also hit with her water but no one seemed to mind.
We overhear someone saying that was the 3rd time she launched her water already. Which made sense as the beds sheets and their towels looked like they had been soaked. Talk about some interesting timing. Both of us are hoping for more exciting performances from them. This couple was the epitome of exhibitionists.
Ron gives her a bottle of water and lets her relax for a few before they were going to do some more. On the side of the bed there was a black gym bag with supplies like sheets, towels, water and much more. They didn't work as a hired performer; some places will do that. These 2 were just a random couple that liked performing and being watched. It's great seeing people being free and feeling free to be themselves.
Several minutes later Rhonda was ready for her next round of fun. Ron waves over a short haired blonde woman to assist. I didn't know if they knew her or if she was a random spectator. As if she was audience participant pulled out of the crowd like at an improv show. He hands her a small wooden stick. At the top of the stick appears to be a silicone dildo attached to it. Ron instructs this "assistant" to start ramming it in and out of her pussy.
Then Ron grabs the flogger and in a downward motion begins to spank the top of her pussy. It was like a coordinated assault onto her sensitive area. The dildo is being shoved recklessly in and out. Ron using the flogger to firmly spank that pussy, using very specific strikes. He was watching her face to see if he needs to bring up or down the level of strength he needs to use.
Rhonda is screaming in ecstasy. I could tell with each smack; it must have hurt but she also derived so much pleasure from it as well. From our angle we could see a very devious yet determined smile on the assistant's face. She was enjoying this as well but in a different way. She was determined to assist in Rhonda's next big climax.