It was time for a vacation; damn I was tired and ready to get away from my everyday life. I needed an adventure and was invited to Atlanta by a friend for the weekend and decided to take him up on the offer. He said we could have a great time and that there was a new place in town he thought I would enjoy visiting. After telling me this he just laughed it off when I asked him what kind of place it was. So I thought, what the hell, I needed a break and Atlanta was just the place to take it.
The drive down was just long enough to be relaxing. I met Jim at his apartment and we talked awhile, had dinner and got ready to go out for the evening. Or so I thought we were going out for the evening. The evening turned into the best weekend I had lived through in a long time.
Jim drove to a warehouse district in Atlanta and parked in a private parking deck. On the elevator he didn't say much, didn't answer my questions, and just rode quietly with a smile on his face. We had been friends for years and I knew he had a jokester in him so I was trying to prepare myself for anything. What I found was something I could not have prepared for if I had weeks! As the elevator took us up, Jim pulled out his wallet and handed me a card, written in bold letters it read:
THE PLEASURE PIT GUEST PASS GOOD FOR ONE WEEKEND
Nothing more was written on the card, just a plain white card, no address, phone number or any information. I took the card from him and he just kept grinning at me. Not saying a single word. I realized that we were going to be here for the weekend and I had left my bag back at his apartment. I asked him about clothes and once again he just smiled and waited on the elevator to stop. I thought to myself, what is this about, what is he up to. Well I was soon to find out.
The elevator stopped and the door opened onto a long corridor. Exiting with Jim, we walked down the hall to a reception desk and Jim handed a membership pass to a lovely lady at the desk. The two exchanged smiles and knowing glances. I had no idea what I was walking into but I trusted my friend and knew that we would have a great time on this weekend.
Our reception host buzzed the door and Jim entered ahead of me. As we walked into the room my mind could not believe my eyes. The room was extremely large with a circular theme. There were couches, loveseats and chairs placed around the entire floor area. In the center there were carpeted steps leading to a lowered area with more of the same furniture. It was like a large bowl area and in its center was a stage with dance poles. On the wall behind the stage were a number of large screens with porn playing in different stages and forms. The lighting in the room was soft and blue, giving everything a luminous quality.
Men and women walked around and sat on the furniture in various stages of dress, some fully clothed and some totally nude. Couples kissed, touched, stroked and fondled each other. Women were licking and stroking each other, men and women were fucking. There were people dancing, talking, fucking, eating, sucking and watching. Jim stood beside me watching me as I took in the scene with curiosity and the beginnings of a throbbing hard cock, trying to bust through my jeans.
I had heard of places such as this but had never had the pleasure of being in one. Every mans fantasy was taking place in front of my eager eyes. My friend laughed at me and said, "Everything goes here, take your pick, look around, I'm sure you will find anything you may need or want."
Turning to walk away, he smiled and walked into the middle of the pit to a group of fantastic women. I noticed people milling about an area across the floor from me and being the voyeur that I am followed them to a doorway. As I walked in I realized that this was truly a voyeur's paradise. Inside the room were sofas and chairs where men and women sat together in different positions of sex as they watched the show being put on in front of them.
Moving to a better watching position, I looked through the one way mirror to find people in all stages of sex. Two beautiful women were on a mattress in the sixty nine positions each licking and finger fucking each other. A few feet away a woman with long, red hair was sucking a man off while on her knees being pumped from behind by another man. On a separate mattress there were two women with a man, one sucking him while the other straddled his face, and it was obvious from her movements that she was close to climaxing. I stood as if in a daze as I watched the different intimate acts being displayed before my eyes and heard the sounds of sex coming through the room's speakers. And there were also the sounds, smells and sights in the room I stood in.
With my own hard on straining the seams in my jeans, I walked back out into the hall toward another set of doors, there were men sitting outside each one as a sort of privacy bar. They would let you glance inside to see the occupants for a few seconds and then send you on your way. I caught glimpses of couples in beds, women on top of men riding. In one room there were two beds with a couple on each bed and from all appearances they were totally aware of each other. After climaxing one woman moved to the other bed to assist the couple there while her partner watched.