This story is completely true; the chain of events might not be completely right, but I have written it to the best of how I remember it. The characters and Funtime swingers club exist and the club is where and how I have described it. Most of the names are real, the only ones that are not I have said so and provided a name just so as to make the story easier to write (and hopefully read!)
About five months after a very messy separation from my wife of 18 years a friend recommended I tried on-line dating. He had met a really lovely woman on-line and they have been together over a year. The main problem with that suggestion was that I was not really looking to get into a long term relationship. The other problem was that I was not getting much sex either. Not that I had been getting much when I was married, but I was single and things should have improved!
I looked at a few of the dating sites my friend suggested but the women on them were not what I was looking for. Do not misunderstand me, there were a lot of lovely women, but they were looking for their soul mate and I was not. I was looking for some fun. Not one night stands you understand, but nothing permanent either, just some guiltless sex. I have heard it called friends with benefits and I like that, that was exactly what I needed.
Whilst browsing on the internet one evening I saw an advert for a dating website that seemed a little more risquΓ©, so I followed the link and it piqued my interest. I registered for free and browsed a few interesting profiles. Obviously you could not do any more without parting with some money and so I left it at that.
As it happens a couple of weeks later I met a very attractive woman at a bar whilst on an office evening out. She was a couple of years younger than me and was really, really nice. We started meeting a couple of times a week, going for meals, going to the cinema, you know the type of thing, and it all seemed very casual, she did not chase me if I did not call, she was happy to call me and suggest a film or somewhere for dinner and neither of us got stressed if the other could not make it for some reason, perfect. I decided it was time to move on to the next level and broach the subject of going away together for a weekend. BAD mistake! It transpired that she had been abused as a child by a close relative and that her ex-husband repeatedly raped her. She said, understandably, that she did not want to know me like that, so we agreed to stay 'platonic' friends. I, however, was climbing the walls.
That weekend I joined the website and started firing off a few e-mails to several women whose profiles looked interesting, my thinking that the scatter gun aproach should at least get me somewhere. I got a few replies but nothing too promising, mainly women wanting 'saucy e-mails and chat'. Many were already in steady relationships and just wanted to indulge in some horny conversations while their hubby/boyfriend was at work/away. That was fun, and I love a bit of sexy banter as much as the next guy but it was like looking at holiday brochures knowing you do not have any holiday left.
Then I came across a profile that looked very interesting:
DESCRIPTION: Married woman, slim 5'2" blue eyes, looking for lots of guys to give me a bukkake/gangbang. My husband to be present. I don't do CHAT or CAM or ONE to ONE so please only guys who can meet up with me get in touch.
THEY ARE LOOKING FOR: Looking for lots of guys to give me facial/Gangbang NOT into CHAT CAMS or ONE to ONE only get in touch if you can meet up Thanks. I'm having my LAST party Tuesday evening 4th May.
I sent an e-mail telling her I was interested and wondered if it was genuine or just some sort of scam, but sure enough I received a reply the next day and a few e-mails later I had confirmed my attendance and I received an invite to the party.
I must admit I had misgivings and wondered a few times if I really should go. What if I got stage fright in front of the other men there? Her husband was going to be filming it! What if I could not perform? Or, almost as bad, last just thirty seconds and blow my load nowhere near her? Also I am not particularly well endowed at just six inches. I have never had complaints; I like to think what I lack in size I make up for in hardness, staying power and inventiveness.
The clincher was an e-mail that Linda sent saying that at the previous party she had had hundreds of e-mails showing interest, thirty two confirmations and five attendees. After confirming that I would go, I could not back out. I have never been a quitter or let a woman down sexually and I did not intend to start then!
It still nearly went wrong. Unfortunately on the day of the party I had a late afternoon meeting with an important client and ended up having to catch a cab to the venue. The party was being held at a swingers club in Stratford, East London, called Funtime. Doors opened at 7:30 with the party starting at 8:00. Due to my meeting I did not arrive until 7:55, but luckily I was not the last to arrive.
I finally found the place, as the cab driver was useless, and rang the bell. Mike, the club's owner, opened the door and took me through to the reception desk and I completed and signed some paperwork stating I would abide by the club rules. I was then shown upstairs to the bar area and introduced to Jen, Mike's wife, behind the bar. There were several guys and an attractive woman already at the bar chatting. The woman was dressed in a minimalist cowboy outfit consisting of a short, open jacket, a short skirt, fishnet stockings and high heels. She was not wearing a bra and her pert breasts were on show, her nipples being exposed as the jacket swung open every time she moved and to my relief I felt some serious stirrings in my pants! I assumed she was Linda and I introduced myself. She smiled and welcomed me, informing me they were just waiting for one more and then they would get started. She introduced the man behind the bar sitting at a desk with a laptop, who I had initially missed, as Anthony, her husband.
I did not get formally introduced to the other guys, either I had missed the introductions or everyone was a bit coy so I decided not to pursue the matter. I later found that one was called Bill, he was a big Asian guy, and there was Steve, a quiet guy who Linda had met before, the rest I'll make up names for to make the account easier to write. There was Dave, a good looking wiry black guy, then there was Mark, probably in his fifties and carrying quite a bit of extra weight, and finally, the last man in the bar area was a tall foreign sounding guy who had been to the club several times before, I'll call him Nick.
Linda gave Steve and me a guided tour of the club, pointing out all the different types of 'play' areas, some with soft lights and all with differing numbers of double mattresses, depending on how many people each was meant to accommodate, and another with no mattresses but with several restraints and a suspended leather 'love seat'.
As we came to the end of the tour the last man, Bob, arrived, making seven 'guests' in total, and Linda asked us all to go through to the main play room and get ourselves ready and that she would be with us shortly. We all got undressed and put on the masks that Linda had asked us to bring with us and stood waiting, I found it quite a surreal moment, seven naked men stood around a platform with two double mattresses on it, waiting for a woman to be brought in so we could fuck her. I was nervous but tried to hide it and I think the other guys were the same, there was a little conversation about other swinging clubs in London but it seemed a bit forced.
Linda was led in by Anthony, she wore a mask and her hands were tied behind her back. Anthony was fully dressed and had a video camera ready to record the proceedings. Linda scrambled up onto the bed and onto her knees and there was an awkward silence as no one volunteered to go first. A man called Steve to my left was closest to her and he edged toward her and she tried to bend forward to suck him off but he was not hard and it was awkward for her to position herself so that she could get his cock into her mouth. She tried sitting on the edge of the bed but that did not really work either and she realised that being tied was not going to work and she asked for her hands to be untied. I was going to suggest it would work if she knelt on the bed and we all stood on the mattress around her but I was as yet unsure of the dynamic in the room and decided to see what transpired.
No one offered to untie her hands so I leant forward past Steve and loosened the ropes so she could free her hands. She climbed back on the bed and tried again, but had a similar problem even with her hands untied and someone, I think it was either Anthony or Bill, suggested she lay diagonally on the bed with her head at the corner of the mattress so that we could all stand around her, which she did.
There was another pause as no one stepped forward. By this time the 'sex' part of my brain had registered I was going to get a blow job from a sexy, half naked woman who obviously needed some action and my cock stood proudly to attention. I thought 'sod it' and stepped forward and placed my stiff cock in front of her face and she eagerly wrapped her lips around my shaft and started sucking me off.