Ch 05 The Club

The day had come for Sally and I to visit the D's nightclub.

Do you know what made her want to visit even more? It was the story I had when I returned from Home Depot.

She started getting horny from the moment I told her about me, bent over a desk with a cock in my mouth.

"Stop!" She said. "Lets take this conversation to the bedroom."

We moved to the bedroom, she was stripping her clothes off so I followed suit. By the time we were standing beside the bed, we were both naked.

The back of my knees were against the edge of the bed. She reached out and pushed me back onto the bed.

Then she crawled up on top of me, reached down, grabbed my cock and slid it into her wet pussy. I groaned.

"Finish the story." she said.

I started telling her the rest of the story.

Her nails were digging into my chest as she bounced harder and harder on my cock.

Then it was a slow grind as she leaned in.

"Did you like his cock in your mouth babe?"

She asked as she panted against my lips. I pressed my tongue against her lips and parted them, then breathed. She inhaled the smell of cum on my breath.

"You know I did." I replied.

Then she leaned back and she started grinding on my cock.

Her hands pulling mine up to her tits.

I ran my thumbs over her hard nipples until I felt her legs shaking against my hips.

She stayed there for 5 minutes. Short bursts of orgasms as she processed the scene at home depot. Then she collapsed on my chest.

"I guess that was good for you huh?" I laughed. She laughed too.

She slid off me eventually, giving my cock a long lick from my balls to the head.

"I am going to jump in the shower you should shower too."

Sally grinned as she turned and walked naked to the bathroom. I got up and ran after her.

The shared shower involved a couple of things.

Sally liked smooth men. She grabbed the shaver, squatted in front of me and started to remove any hair from around my cock and balls.

While she was down there, she finished off the hair removal with an amazing blowjob. Let me just say this, every woman should have a tongue stud. I will leave it at that.

After the fuck session in the shower, we came back into the bedroom to get dressed for the club.

She was searching for the perfect dress for the evening. She settled on a short black dress.

Then out came the stockings. Fishnets. She knew those drove me crazy.

"Maybe a pair for you?" She grinned at me.

"Not for this night out." I said.

She pouted then turned back to her closet of shoes. She brought out a pair of black pumps.

"You will look sexy in that outfit babe. I will have to beat the men off." I said.

"Oh you will be beating men off all right." She grinned.

"With your hand and mouth."

"You are bad." I said.

I pulled out a pair of cotton underwear.

"Why are you taking those out?" She asked.

"For tonight." I replied.

"You will not need those tonight. I want you to go commando for me." She said.

I looked at her wide-eyed.

"Oh, come on Grant. We know why we are going there. So does everyone else who will be there. Put them back in the drawer."

I returned them to the drawer.

"Such a good slut." She grinned then laughed.

"Black trousers." She said.

"We do not want leakage from your cock showing on your pants."

I pulled on a pair of black dress pants to match her dress. Then I showed her two shirts. Both were dress shirts, one white and one black.

"Hmmm." She said. "I cannot decide on whether I want to see the cum stains on your shirt or not. Let's go with black." She grinned.

I slipped the black shirt on, buttoned it up and tucked it into my pants. It was a tailored shirt. It was tight fitting in all the right places.

"Oh darling you look good enough to fuck." She said.

"I'm sure you are hoping for that." I replied with a smile.

"You know it! Now come help me with my stockings babe."

I walked over and she put her foot on my crotch as she smoothed out the stockings.

She grinned at me the whole time, wiggling her toes on my hardening cock.

"Aren't you in fine form tonight you horny fucker!" She laughed.

She slid her foot off my crotch. Then she slid the other stocking leg up and over her foot. She smoothed the stocking out with her hands, until the lines were perfect.

She stood up, stepping into the dress. She pulled it up, then turned her back to me.

"Can you zip me up babe?" She said.

"What about a bra?" I asked.

She cupped her chest and pushed them out.

"In this dress? Why would I do that?"

"Well, because your tits are going to be hanging out darling." I laughed.

"I know." She said with a grin.

My cock twitched again.

"Such a fucking tease you are babe."

I said as I pulled the zipper up slowly until it was all the way up.

She turned around, letting her hands slide down to her side.

"What do you think?" She asked.

"Hot damn!" I replied as I stared at her cleavage.

"Not bad huh?" She leaned forward.

"You shouldn't do that to many times tonight babe. Your tits might fall out on you." I said.

"I'm sure you will be bent over a few times tonight Grant." Sally said.

I slipped on a pair of black socks and a pair of black loafers.

I topped off my look with a black sports jacket.

Sally put on a thin black over coat to cover up her slutty dress.

"More of a package to unwrap huh?" I grinned.

She slapped my ass, laughed as we head out, and got in the SUV.

We drove up to the club.

It was on one of two roads that intersected the city. I had driven by this place many a times. How did I miss it?

The signage over the door was black during the day.

However, at night, the big red D's neon sign was like a beacon to the Dom world.

They even had valet parking.

I got out of the SUV, made my way to the other side, and opened the door for Sally.

She stretched her leg out until the heel of her shoe touched the pavement.

Even the valet was staring at her leg.

I laughed when I heard him say under his breath "damn".

I took her hand, for balance, and she stepped all the way out. She smiled at the young man and winked. She had heard him too.

I tossed him the keys.

We turned and walked towards the door of the club.

Two very big men, stood on either side of the door.

Sally slid two fingers between her breasts, pulled the club card out, and handed it to one of them.

"I was wondering where the card was darling." I grinned.

She turned and leaned in and kissed me on the cheek.

"See, I did not need a bra for that." She whispered.

We walked into the alcove. Sally took her coat off and handed to the coat check girl. The girl handed her the claim ticket. Sally slid it into my pocket, running a finger along the length of my shaft. I felt my cock hardening. As quick as her hand was there, it was gone.

"Such a fucking tease!" I said. She laughed and walked ahead of me.

I followed behind, watching her sweet ass sway from side to side. The dress, held tight to her body.

As we approached the second set of doors, we could start to hear the bass beat of the music inside. A thumping sound that quickly turned to laughter and chatter as we walked into the club.

It was a long room, bathed in red and black furniture.

The walls were plain, but washed in red lights.

The music was coming from a DJ at the end of the room. He was setup in one of the corners.

To his right was a huge oak door. Above that door was a sign.

"Leave no DNA behind". I found that to be an odd saying.

As my eyes adjusted to the room, I could see a mix of men and woman. The men outnumbered the woman by about five to one.

We approached the bar. I placed my hand on Sally's back and leaned in to give the bartender our order. He nodded and headed off to make the drinks.

We both turned and leaned our backs against the bar. Sally's hand slid over my stomach and down to my crotch, squeezing.

"Quite the collection of men eh babe?" She whispered in my ear.

"A few woman as well darling." I said.

"I am sure they are here to watch their husbands get fucked. Just like I am." She said.

Our drinks arrived. The bartender tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and handed him my credit card. He scanned it then handed it back to me.

As I slipped the card into my back pocket, I looked up at the sign over the bar.

"The bartenders are hear to serve drinks. Nothing more" I laughed.

There are going to be some disappointed men when they read that. I thought to myself.

When I turned around, Sally wasn't by my side anymore. Her drink was gone too.

I looked around the room and then spied her sitting in a booth with a man.

I walked towards them and realized it was Graham.

I nodded to him as I slid in beside Sally.

"Glad to see you took me up on my invitation Grant." Graham said.

"It was more Sally's idea than mine, Graham." I smiled.

We made small talk. I looked around the room as Sally leaned in to whisper in Graham's ear.

75-inch TV screen adorned the walls next to the DJ.

As I squinted, I could see that it was a website on the screen. Chat conversations flowed up the right side. There was a counter showing how many people were watching. It was over 1000.

On the screen was a man on his knees, sucking off a very big cock. It was then that I realized, it was the same chat site that Graham had been broadcasting when he was in my house. My cock started to swell down my pant leg.

As it reached its full length, I felt a hand slide over my pants. When I looked at Sally, I realized it was not her.

When I shifted my eyes to Graham, I felt my cock squeezed.

Fuck! I muttered under my breath.

Sally leaned in, her hand sliding inside my shirt. She started flicking one of my nipples. I could feel the dampness at the head of my cock as it rubbed against my pants.

"He wants you to crawl under the table and suck him off Grant." She said.

"When you are done with him, you can slide over and lick my pussy until I cum on your face."

My mouth dropped open. Sally slid her hand from my shirt and placed two fingers on my bottom lip, then slid them in. With her lips still pressed against my ear, she told me to suck them for her.

I closed my lips around her fingers and started sucking. Tugging on them as she slowly spread them so that I would lick between them like it was her cunt. I flicked my tongue up between them just as she slid them from my mouth.

Graham was grinning as he leaned back into the booth. His legs spreading as he planted his feet.

"Take your jacket off Grant." Sally said.

"We cannot get cum stains on that now can we?"

I pushed my shoulders back as Sally helped me take the jacket off. Then she motioned me to get under the table.

I slid under the table and in between Graham's legs.

Out of the corner of my eye, Sally slid the hem of her dress up and showed me her smooth wet pussy.

My fingers moved up to unzip Graham's pants. As I tugged the zipper down his cock dropped out. He did not have any underwear on. I watched as his cock grew in front of me.

I felt Sally's leg against my arm as she scooted over next to Graham. Her legs wide open now. Her fishnet-covered leg pressed up against his leg.

I watched as her hand slid under the table, wrapped around Graham's swollen shaft, then she stroked it in front of my face.

I knew what she wanted next. I slide my mouth over the head.

My tongue slid back and forth over the head bathing it with spit. The tip of my tongue was prying against his piss hole to get that first drop of precum.

Sally stopped stroking and took her hand away.

Her hand slid between her legs and two fingers slid into her cunt.

She leaned back in the booth next to Graham, laying her head on his shoulder. She watched as I took his cock half way into my mouth.

Graham put a hand to the back of my head and pushed my mouth further down his shaft. I started gagging as he hit the back of my throat. Then the moaning started, from all of us.

Sally's fingers were getting wet from fucking her cunt. She had brought her other hand down and was rubbing her swollen clit with her index finger.

Graham pulled my head into his lap. In this position, anyone walking by would see me giving him a blowjob.

Graham started thrusting. Hard. Driving his cock deeper until it was inside my throat.

I sealed my lips around his shaft. My cock was straining against my pants. The head becoming sensitive to the rubbing of the material against it.

Sally watched as Graham took my mouth as if it was a cunt. His fingers in my hair. He was jacking his cock with my mouth. I was lost in the beat of the music as I sucked him off.

I felt it before I heard it. Sally's leg started shaking against his leg.

My eyes shifted over to Sally's hand. She had slid her fingers deep into her cunt and was cumming.

Graham looked over, saw the mess on her fingers, and exploded in my mouth. I was caught off guard when the first strand of cum hit the back of my throat. I kept sucking. Sealing my lips around his shaft as he held me there.

I felt the tension in his legs subside. I knew then, that he was done.

I slipped my lips from around his cock. His cock fell from my mouth. A cum trail left on my chin as it slid down.

I felt Sally's foot press against my knee. I looked up and she pointed to her pussy.

As I moved over and between Sally's legs, Graham tucked his cock back into his pants.

I spread my cum covered tongue out flat and dragged it back and forth over her pussy lips.

I heard her grown as their cum mixed on my tongue. Her hand went to the back of my head, her nails digging in as she started to grind against my face.

The tip of my nose was rubbing against her clit as she tilted her hips back and forth.

Her hips slammed together, trapping my head between her legs. I felt a rush of cum, spilling over my lips and down my chin.

I started sucking on her pussy lips milking the cum from her cunt. She shook, once, then twice as she came on my face.

I felt her legs relax. Then her fingers sliding from my hair. Her hand moved away.

Looking up I could see her laying back against the booth, eyes closed, he chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She slid back over to her spot adjusting her dress.

I moved from under the table and back into the booth. She turned her head and smiled. "Thank you darling." She said.

She reached out and ran her thumb across my chin, then brought it to her lips and sucked it.

"I do taste sweet don't I?" She said.

"You do." I grinned.

"Go clean yourself up Grant." Sally said. "You look like a cock slut."

I laughed as I slid from the booth and headed to the bathroom. I looked back and saw her laughing and talking with Graham. She has a way with men. I thought to myself as I walked into the bathroom.