The couple walks into the swinger's club and move through the lounge area with a purpose. They had been here before, just to get the lay out and plan their evening. They move without delay through the lounge, to the right and then up the stairs. A left at the top of the stairs, through a beaded curtain, down a short stairway and they're in the "playroom" area. A stripper's pole on a very small stage, one step off the floor was to their left, they walked over and the wife set her bag on the floor next to a bed against the wall and the husband set up a small iPod player on the table next to her. He plugged it in, set the iPod up and hit play.
He turned up the pulsing beats and the wife took the stage. They had a trail of followers almost from the moment they walked in the door, as is usually the case in swing clubs that allow single men. They had caught her scent like predators and had followed, albeit not too closely, up the stairs and into the playroom area. As the wife got on stage and the music filled the air, the men gathered around. The husband came near, standing near the stage, just to let the men watching his wife know that he was present and she was his. At 6'2" with a football player's build, she felt quite safe as she began her dance.
She gripped the pole and bent over, her ass jutting out to the crowd and her tight, short denim skirt hiking right up over her ample ass, revealing the absence of any panties. She did a very slow grind, rotating her ass clockwise, imagining riding a hard cock and grinding down on it. She spun around and leaned up against the pole, rolling her skirt up with her hands and showing the growing crowd her well groomed pussy, trimmed short, but not shaved. Murmurs and appreciative shouts started to come from the crowd, two or three couples having joined the dozen or so single men that crowded the tiny stage.
"You are a fever, you are a fever, you ain't born typical" the speakers throb and the wife pulls her tank top down, her 40DD breasts popping out the top. She pushes the thin shoulder straps of her tank off her shoulders and her shirt bunches up at her waist with her hiked up skirt. She gets behind the pole and puts it in between her breasts and squeezes them together around it, letting all the men in crowd imagine their cocks in the stripper pole's place. She spins her 5"8" body around the pole, her breasts swaying, her shoulder length hair bouncing from side to side. She moves to her left and leans her ass against the pole, leaning off to the side of the stage her husband stands. She bends over, her ass against the pole and reaches her hands out to her husband's belt, pulling it out of its loop and undoing it, while looking up at him, smiling a slightly drunken smile. Drunk from alcohol, drunk with lust, only she and him know for sure.
He had been watching the crowd watch his wife. Not just for the pleasure of knowing that his wife was turning on a slew of men, but to begin the thinning out process. Silently, he ruled out some and chose others, based off how they reacted, what (if anything) they said and of course, on how they looked. He turns to wife as she moves towards his side of the stage and moves towards her as she reaches for him. His cock is ready to pop out of his slacks as she begins to loosen his belt.
"When you lead me I know it won't be long before, you come on over, turn me on" the next song professes and she has her man's cock out and purses her lips at the head, kissing it on the head and pushing his jockey's down enough to get his balls in the other hand. The crowd let's out an audible moan/sigh when she takes him in her mouth, going almost all the way down on his hard 7" cock. He closes his eyes and let's that wonderful feeling wash over him. Countless blow jobs in his 40+ years and still, nothing quite like that feeling of warmth and wetness as a skilled woman slips him into her mouth, and he hasn't met any woman as skilled as the one he was lucky enough to marry.
He opens his eyes back up and looks to the crowd, he makes eye contact with one of the men he singled out earlier as a candidate and points directly at him, not wanting any of the others to be able to confuse his intent. The man's eyes widen and he motions him over. The lucky audience member walks towards him and the husband directs him to stand to his wife's right. "Pull it out" he tells him and the audience member is all too happy to oblige. He moves quickly and has his pants undone and his cock out. A clean shaven man, his cock arches back towards the owner, almost a "C" shaped cock. The chosen one has it out and is stroking it. The husband takes his wife's right arm by the wrist and guides it to the stranger's cock at her right side. The audience member moves closer and over some more, getting close enough she can reach him without having to reach back too awkwardly. She moans on her husband's dick as she feels the new, strange cock in her hand and begins to pump the strangers cock.
The husband looks back to the crowd and now the masses know what's up and the jockey for position, as if they can raise their hand and be chosen. It takes a moment but then he sees his next "victim" and points directly at him, having to shake his head no at one hopeful onlooker who mistakenly thinks he is the lucky bastard of the night. The next man chosen is tall, professional looking, with a business casual look to him. The husband picked him because he was intently watching, but didn't make any wolf calls when his wife started the show and the husband could imagine this man as a lonely business traveler, coming to the swing club and paying the ridiculous single man cover charge to get in, just hoping for some sexual adventure on his latest boring business trip.
The business man moves around to the opposite side of the wife and without having to be directed, takes his cock out of his pants. The husband moves his wife's left hand to the next cock and she balances on the stranger's cocks as she continues to bob on her husband's. Her ass presses against the pole and her tits sway beneath her as she begins to fulfill her fantasy of being the center of attention.
The business man's cock is about 8.5", and damn near symmetrical! Quite narrow at the base, then widening as it goes until it stops at a bulbous, round head. Almost like a baseball bat with the knob at the fat end. The wife has it in her left hand and pumps it furiously. She strokes the two strangers and sucks her husband's cock while listening to the soundtrack chosen specifically for this fantasy and loves the moment.
She lets her husband's cock go from her mouth with a pop and takes a deep breath, opening her eyes for first time in a few minutes. She looks into her husband's eyes and he has a devilish gleam. He raises an eyebrow at her and she nods in agreement with his silent suggestion.
"Don't be aroused by my confession, unless you don't give a good goddamn about redemption"
The music pulses on and she continues down her deliciously deviant path. Dropping to her knees she turns to her right, towards "C" cock and the audience, and takes him into her mouth. The husband motions for business man to come around he moves around the pole so he standing on the audience side as well, on the corner of the stage. The husband zips up and moves behind his wife, kneels down behind her and cups her tits from behind. The wife reaches over and takes business man's cock in her left hand and sucks and strokes "C" cock. She begins moving back and forth between the two strangers, sucking and stroking them. Her husband removes one of his hands from her tits and slides it down to her pussy from behind. His hand nestled against her ass he slips his fingers into her and she moans in pleasure with a mouthful of strange cock. The husband continues his fingering and the wife continues her oral pleasing of these two strangers. She continues, back and forth, licking up shafts, suckling heads, licking down shafts to scrotums and sucking and tonguing the stranger's balls and taking no small amount of pleasure in the sounds of these two men's pleasure.
The husband is looking around the room, loving the attention being paid to his wife's skills and wantonness. The crowd has shifted around, about 8 single men now, gathered around closely but amazingly being very considerate, some actually trying not to obscure others view. 3 other couples are spaced out around the room. One standing center stage, the man behind the woman, his arms around her shoulders, her hands clasping his and clearly pushing her ass back into his crotch. He has his mouth to her ear while watching and is almost certainly whispering some timely suggestions or comments to his partner. Another couple watches from the small stairway that drops down into the playroom area. The woman acting unimpressed and the man watching intently. The third couple sits to the side of the stage on a bench, perfect seats really. An older couple dressed to impress, the woman sits very properly but watches very intently. The husband stands to her side, his hard on evident in his slacks and they hold hands as they take in the show. The husband notices a couple of the men looking on have started masturbating, one with his hand shoved in his pants and the other taking his cock out of his pants and stroking for the room to see as well. The few shouts of encouragement from earlier have been replaced with quiet, intent watching.
