Hi, there, it`s me, Alison Moxhay back with more of my sexual adventures with my lover Madeline. I recommend that you read the previous five chapters to get the whole picture, but for those with little time I will sketch in what has happened.
Madeline and I got back together in London, where we both work for the same organisation. We renewed our affair which had begun some years before in Oxford. Madeline convinced me of my lesbian preference by talking me into attending women`s only sex club where I had enjoyed my first sexual experience for quite a while. Amazingly it was with someone I had only just met. The next day Madeline and I had got together in my flat and cemented our loving and lustful relationship.
That was the start of a voyage of my amazing sexual adventure. Madeline introduced me to one of her friends, Carla, who had a luxurious house in St John`s Wood. We attended a feast of carnal delight, with multiple encounters, including a lovely fuck for me with Pia, Carla`s step daughter.
That was followed by Madeline purchasing the flat beneath mine. We found we had new neighbours in the top flat. They were Marci and Charlie, two young New Yorkers over to work in London for their employers in the USA. We found out that they were lesbians. We had a fantastic weekend of sex getting to know them better in all sorts of ways!
In the space of a few weeks I ceased to be a sexually repressed and deprived young woman and had become an experienced and "ready for everything" slut, desiring new thrills and adventures. What a time that summer of 2022 had been, but there was more to come.
The hot summer days went by, and both Madeline and I were glad that our flats had been equipped with air conditioning. We did, however, relish being able to sunbathe nude on the balcony of my flat at weekends. That always led to a lascivious fucking session. We also worked out which portions of the garden at the rear of Madeline`s basement flat were sufficiently private to allow us to frolic around in the nude. We indulged in exposing our bodies on the grass, with suitable blankets in place, of course! Our sex then was noisy and explicit.
"Get your legs open, you randy whore."
"Let me get at your arse hole, bitch."
"God, I need to fuck you long and hard."
"Shit, I love your tits."
Those and similar expressions accompanied by moans, groans and the sounds of explosive orgasms were the sounds of the garden. The layout of the houses around our home ensured that we were not likely to be seen or heard fucking in the open air. So we became ever more uninhibited in our lustful desires, especially when we could involve Marci and Charlie in them.
All four of us agreed that there is something very special about outdoor sex on a hot afternoon when you can feel the heat of the sun on your back and your lover`s flesh under your body as you rub your cunt against hers.
Madeline installed a hot tub on the patio outside the lower portion of her living and dining space. We and our North American friends had many a happy hour letting the water soothe away the stresses of the week while we tweaked each other`s nipples and sought out each other`s clits. It was while we were all relaxing in the tub on a Saturday afternoon that Madeline asked a question.
"Marci and Charlie, would you like to go with Alison and I to our sex club next Friday night? Normally it`s a members` only place, but for once we are allowed to bring a guest each. Attendance is down at this time of the year with people being away on vacation. I know you have enjoyed sex with us and I was wandering whether you would like to widen your experience. We can promise you a really good time."
Marci and Charlie looked at each other. I knew them well enough to know that there was non-verbal communication going on. Were they interested? Did they want to indulge in sex with strangers? Did they feel safe moving out side the foursome we had established?
"We are not going to refuse point blank," Marci said. "We need to know more and to hear about what goes on."
I took over and explained that the GCL Club met in Fitzrovia and that it was strictly for women only. All attenders had to be physically attractive and wanting lesbian sex, though all contact had to be on a completely consensual basis.
I outlined the course of an evening, how it would begin with drinks served by scantily clad hostesses, and then added, "There will be some form of sexual entertainment during which there will be more drinks with the hostesses gradually stripping off to be naked. This is to encourage attenders to expose themselves also. Then the fucking will begin. Madeline and I will look after you, and you won`t have to do anything you find unacceptable."
"Well," Charlie said, "most sexual acts are pretty acceptable to us, and it does seem an enticing idea. Maybe we should give it a try, do you agree, Marci?"
To the delight of Madeline and myself Marci was agreeable.
"That`s next Friday night sorted then," Madeline chuckled. "We will fill you in on what to wear. It should be sexy but easily removed. However, none of us is wearing anything at the moment and my cunt needs attention. Come on let`s have a feel and a fuck!"
The next week passed somewhat agonisingly slowly. The four of us were all quite busy at work, but Friday evening finally arrived. Madeline and I called Marci and Charlie to join us and booked a taxi to go to the club. We were delighted to see what the girls were wearing. Both had opted for very short skirts which showed off their legs to perfection. The skirts sat low on the hips so two very sexy navels were on display, Each girl wore a thin cotton top and it was obvious neither was wearing a bra.
"You two look as if you are more than ready for action," I giggled. "I`m glad Madeline and I have also decided to go braless under our tops. I hope you like our low slung hipster jeans. I do so adore showing off my belly button. It`s a sign I`m feeling randy."
The four of us burst out laughing at that. The lewd glances we exchanged showed that we would all be very open to new sex partners in the hours to come.
Our taxi arrived and we set off for the club. I could feel the gusset of my knickers was already getting damp as we drove through the darkening London streets to Fitzrovia. The driver wished us a knowing goodnight as we reached our destination. He guessed what four sexily clad women were out on the town for, "Don`t drop your knickers too soon, Ladies," he leered and then drove away.
"I bet he wants to find a dark spot and have a bloody good wank thinking about us. Men get so turned on by the idea of women fucking one another, and it was obvious that we are hardly wearing all that much," Madeline giggled. She proceeded to knock on the door of the club and added, "I know I already feel fruity."
