"Well, this must be the place." I told myself as I nervously rang the doorbell. I could already hear people inside. Not as loud as some rambunctious or rowdy parties I've been to, but you could tell there were plenty of people there. I was relieved to know I wasn't the first to arrive. As I heard someone approaching the door. I thought back to how I got here.
Just a few weeks earlier, I was just a normal, horny guy in my early twenties, enjoying my daily, solo masturbation sessions. Well, OK, maybe more than once a day. But it was an activity I definitely enjoyed. And I especially liked the health benefits associated with that release, namely stress relief, relaxation, and reduced anxiety. I mean, who doesn't like a nice orgasm?
I enjoyed jerking off in bed or in the shower, closing my eyes and dreaming of some sexy scene. Stroking my cock until I blew a nice big load. Of course, I also found plenty of material on the internet to get me going. That's where are started exploring some of the chat sites, looking for another way to spice up my masturbation sessions.
There, I found a few nice ladies to chat with and sometimes go on cam as we watched each other masturbate. I can't tell you how exciting that was at first. Chatting with some stranger online, then agreeing to watch each other perform such intimate acts. Commenting on what we were seeing as we pleasured ourselves. We sometimes shared our fantasies with each other. Fantasies we never shared with anyone else. It was part therapy, part pleasure. And I enjoyed every minute of it.
The excitement of watching others and being watched was intoxicating. If only I could do this in person, I often thought to myself. I even confessed this fantasy to a couple of my online friends. Needless to say, I often masturbated thinking about this fantasy. Imagining some scenario where a large group of people were watching me jerk off. Encouraging me to stroke my cock and shoot my cum for them.
It was there, at one of the chat sessions that one of the ladies, whose online moniker was SultrySuzie81, or "Suzie" as I began calling her, encouraged me to join a masturbation club. "A masturbation club?" I thought to myself? "Was that something online?" No, she told me. Apparently, there are plenty of clubs around the nation where you get together in person and everyone there enjoys masturbating in front of each other. Exactly as I had fantasized. Watching, enjoying, and encouraging, with some occasional "active" participating, depending on the type of party. And she had even joined one herself.
Naturally, I was intrigued and starting researching these clubs and did find a large number of them in multiple cities. I had no idea there would be so many. I guess it shouldn't have surprised me to know that masturbation was so popular. Suzie also gave me the website to the one she frequented and to my shock, it was in my same city.
I told Suzie that the thought of going to one of these clubs was incredibly exciting to me, but I confided to her that I was a bit too nervous to go. "Nonsense", she told me. "You're obviously comfortable jerking of with me on cam. What's difference doing it live in person?"
"Hmm, good point." I responded. Though on cam, we never showed our faces, keeping at least some semblance of anonymity. And to be honest, Suzie had a particularly outstanding set of breasts. I'd recognize them anywhere. So getting a chance to see them in person gave me a bit more incentive to go.
"Well, I suppose I'd be more comfortable with a familiar, um, acquaintance." I sheepily commented, hoping she might accompany me. And to my delight, Suzie responded with "I would be happy to."
She then laid out her ground rules, to which I was in complete agreement. "This is not a sex date, nor an invitation to begin a relationship." Suzie explained. "I don't want a boyfriend and I'm not looking for one. I've had my fill of long term relationships, and at this point, I just want to enjoy myself and have fun."
"Sounds perfectly fine to me. Any other rules I should know before I sign up?" I asked.
"The host will go over the rules once everyone arrives." Suzie replied. "But here are the basics. Be on time, bring your own lube, and clean up after yourself."
That seemed perfectly reasonable to me. She then added quickly, "Oh, and no judgment. People there come in all sizes, shapes and ages. So just be respectful."
And with that, I went back to the website, signed up, paid the requested donation amount, and waited for the email confirmation. Within just a few minutes, the email came with the date and time of the next event, along with the address.
Then suddenly, the door to the house opened, snapping me back to the present. A lovely older woman, about 5' 3", possibly in her mid 50's, greeted me with a smile. "Well, you must be our newest member, Josh. Is that right?" I smiled and nodded back. "I'm Peggy. Please come in and meet the members."
As we entered the living area and kitchen, she addressed the group, "Everyone? Please meet our newest member, Josh. Let's give him a warm welcome, shall we?"
With that, I was greeted by a number of welcomes, hellos, and nice to meet yous. All in all, they seemed like a pleasant group of folks. As I waived and said my hellos to the group, I slowly scanned the members, hoping I might recognize my online friend, Suzie. But I couldn't quite guess which one she could be.
There were about 12 people, with ages seemingly ranging from mid 30's to an older couple who appeared in their late 60's. I guessed there were about 4 couples, judging from their body language and familiarity with one another. The rest, most likely single.
A couple of the single ladies appeared to have rather ample bosoms hidden under their clothes. Could one of them be Suzie? One of them looked to be in her mid 30's, about 5' 10", tall and thin framed with blond hair. But she had a higher pitched voice than I remembered. The other lady looked was a brunette, about 5' 5", a fuller figure and looked to be in her late 40's. She was quite attractive but I didn't hear her speak so I couldn't be sure if that was my online friend. "Come on," Peggy said as she grabbed my arm, "I'll give you a quick tour."
As we walked through the home, she pointed out 3 of the 4 bedrooms. The master bedroom was off limits as the host wanted to keep that private, but the other rooms were available. Each had a sofa and several chairs. Over each sofa and chair were blankets and towels. No doubt to help with keep things clean, I suppose. She pointed out the stack of clean towels and paper towels in each room, as well as the clearly labeled bins to put trash and used towels. It was all arranged very well.
"Now, sometimes new members can be a bit nervous at first." she explained. "But don't worry. I'm sure you'll adapt quickly. Our members are very warm and welcoming. You're free to walk around and observe. Take in the sights. And if you see something you like, feel free to sit down and enjoy the show. And don't forget to have a little fun yourself." Peggy grinned and gave me a naughty wink.
The doorbell rang again and our host Peggy left my side to go let them in. They were the last two guests to arrive. Once they greeted everyone, Peggy addressed the group.
"Ok everyone. It looks like the whole group is here. Now I do recognize most of you from previous meetings, but for our newcomers, here are a few things before we begin. The kitchen is stocked with water, juices, and soft drinks as well as some fruits and snacks. So, if you need a break and want to re-hydrate or re-fuel, don't be shy. Just help yourselves. Now, for the important rules."
"Rule number 1: No clothing. Remember, you joined a masturbation club so you can leave your modesty at the door. Just fold up your clothes and leave them here on this table when the party begins."
