This story is a continuation of my previous confession/tale of "Our first Threesome" it can be read as a separate story or if you want read the other first; it is up to the reader.
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Well it has been two months since Belinda and I forayed into the swinging world and tasted our first threesome. We had taken time to reflect on that wonderful experience, talked a lot about it and decided to jump back in feet first, wanting to sample so much more of the world we both desired. As stated in the previous story, we were going to try our first couple experience, but as life has it, you have to take what is there and what feels right at the time. This is a true account of what transpired next.
Belinda and I had created our own profiles on a local swinging site, me being her Dom, I allowed her total freedom to talk, chat, flirt and even hook up with whomever she desired as long as she confided all in me. She, being a very sexy woman had multiple hits every time she logged on, where I as an older male seldom received much except from the guys requesting her. To me this was not a problem, but for her, she always felt I was left out so not much happened. She preferred to meet in person than chat on line and so very little happened in the way of hook ups or in what I had hoped to see from her, although it did stir up her emotions and brought out many new fantasies, which included, wanting her first black lover, and in theory the idea of being gangbanged.
I pulled back somewhat, wanting her to initiate things, wanting to make sure she was doing all or any of this for herself instead of just trying to please her master.
A few weeks went by and we had nothing but great sex, lots of nasty talk about the threesome and of what her desires were becoming, making the sex we had that much hotter.
Belinda had brought up the idea of venturing out and visiting the other swingers club in town, trying to decide which one we should join, but being the skeptic that I am, I feigned slight interest, needing to make sure she wanted this as much as I did and not just being condescending to me.
The holidays passed with mostly talk, and just as I was sure she was going to make it happen, her daughter became ill and came to spend some time with us, and definitely staying over the weekend. Well my delicious Belinda surprised me anyway, her daughter decided that she was too ill to stay up and she had to go to bed about 8 PM Friday night and as soon as she did, Belinda told me to get ready to go out for a date. In the back of my mind I was hoping it was the club but I was not 100% sure, maybe we were just getting out to spend time by ourselves either drinks and supper, or the casino. She did not disappoint, for when I entered our bedroom she was wearing a low cut sweater showing off her sensuous tits, tight leggings and knee high fuck me leather boots.
I never said a word, and once out the door she asked me "Do you know the directions on how to get there?"
I replied with a question of my own "Where?"
"You know, to the club. Becky is out for the night and we have to get away and have some fun" was her reply.
I readily admitted "I am not totally sure but I think I recall where it is."
Belinda offered to look it up on her phone but I reminded her that the address was not listed and was only available by calling the, but that I was fairly certain I could nail it down within a block which would make it easy to find. And with that we were off to see what else we could explore.
Well as luck would have it I found the place with little to no effort, and who was there to greet us but our first threesome partner Grizz. After we filled out the necessary papers we talked management into letting Grizz be our tour guide and lead us he did. Well actually he toured Belinda around while I went to the bar to get us each a glass of wine. When Belinda returned she told me about the upstairs, a long hall with 4 or 5 private bedrooms, a BDSM room, a group sex area, as well as one bedroom that also included a swing sex chair.
"I really do not think I can have sex in a place like this." Belinda calmly commented. "I think we would have to go to someone's place or a hotel room. She nervously added.
"Don't worry." I told her, "I do not expect you to do anything you do not want to or feel uncomfortable with. That is not what this is about; this is for our enjoyment only. Neither of us does anything that we do not feel ready for, and no guilt in saying no!" I added.
With that we enjoyed our drink and casual conversation with Grizz and although we could feel the eyes of the regulars checking out the newbies, we felt comfortable in the new surroundings.
After about ½ hr. Grizz sensed that tonight was not to be his night, and he excused himself to go mingle with the others. We let him know it was not that we did not enjoy him, but that we wanted to try out new things, to go further in our exploration of this fascinating exciting world.
It did not take long before one lady walked over from a table of about 8 couples and told us that we could join them if we desired, but there really was no room there so we politely declined, and told her maybe our next visit.
We were really undecided what it is we were even looking for, was it another guy, a woman, a couple? We just were not sure.
We sat alone for what? Maybe a minute and the guys started in on us.
It might sound strange to most out there, but this excited me, Belinda was definitely the most sought out woman in the place, and they did not care she was with me. Every time a guy came over to chat I could feel her leather boot slide up my leg pressing against my ever hardening cock. She was enjoying this as much as I was.
One by one they came over to introduce themselves, always to her first then me second, which is only natural I guess. Finally one guy got a bit braver, asked a few more personal type questions and when he learned that I was not only her Dom/Master but a writer of erotic stories he began to be a bit bolder.
He told Belinda what great legs she had and asked what she was wearing on them. As I told him they were leggings, Belinda lifted one leg and told him to feel so he could tell for himself. Well he ran his hand up and down her leather boot and Belinda looked over as she grabbed his hand and pulled it up higher telling him it was the material of the leggings he was supposed to be checking out. We all laughed and smiled as his hand ran slowly up eventually running across the top of her thigh to the inside and stopping just below her defined V. He stopped there and we continued chatting, and soon there were three guys all trying to chat us up, trying to sense what it was we were looking for.
I decided to leave and go for a cigar to see what would happen, and when I returned I found out not much. They all were polite and respectful for the moment.
I guess it was about then that it happened, the only black guy in the room came over and introduced himself to Belinda, not quite ignoring me, but definitely not sucking up to me trying to get her like the others had been doing. I had noticed him earlier but had not seen any sign from Belinda that she had.
"May I sit here with you guys?" Jamal asked of us both.
It was funny because up till now, all the guys just stood at the end of the table, a table that sat 6. He was the only one brave enough to ask and that made it obvious so far that he had the confidence of a person we were looking for.
Jamal took a seat two chairs down from me and on the opposite from Belinda, who was right across from my chair on the end. Instantly I and the other guys noticed the change and Belinda slid one chair over to smile and talk with Jamal asking him where he was from etc...
I continued talking to the others as they kept their eyes on her, jealousy starting to show through.
Belinda leaned over to me and said "Jamal wants to dance." as if asking my approval which I gave by nodding my head.
The dance floor was actually in a small room off to the end and was L shaped so if you wanted to watch, you would have to walk across the room and down past the end of the bar. I decided to leave them alone, knowing she would confide all to me later and thus allowing her the freedom to let go without being watched by me.
I sat and talked with Len the big guy that had come over at the beginning talking about Belinda's submissiveness to me, my stories and the lifestyle in general.
After a couple of songs Belinda and Jamal returned to the table, Belinda's hair dishevelled and she definitely had a flushed look about her. Her smile said it all, that she had enjoyed her dance.
Belinda sat in the same chair, an empty one on each side of her while Jamal and I sat on the opposite side, with an empty one between us and just as Belinda was leaning over to say something to me another guy out of nowhere appeared, kissing her cheek and thanking her for the dance. I was confused at first but quickly figured out that he must have joined them on the dance floor for a quick Belinda sandwich!
My sexy lady then looked at me and over the din of the room asked me to dance.
I took her by the hand and let her lead me to the now empty room and we started to dance and then she could not help herself and as we danced she grabbed my hard shaft through my pants and with her head nuzzled against my neck whispered that she wished I had cum to watcher dance with her two younger men. She told me how as she danced with Jamal, this other guy came up from behind, rubbing both their bodies against her, each feeling her delicious body as she grinded against them both. Two sets of strange hands exploring her tits, ass and pussy through her tight leggings. I allowed my hand to drift down and sure enough her cunt was soaked through her leggings. She told me how they kissed her, each taking turns as they turned her around and round and how the other couple in the room all watched as she was slowly ravaged by these two younger sexy men.
Not wanting her to lose her glow or her lust for the others we headed back to the table and it was then that Len got brave and asked her to dance.
Remembering Belinda's wishes for me to sneak a look while she danced I pretended to need another drink and headed to the bar. As I ordered my drink I could see the main part of the dance floor and the stripper's pole but no one was in sight.
As I waited for my drink I slowly wandered down to the end of the bar and peeked in around the corner.