For years we had talked about it, and for years she had fantasized about it each time she came. The night had finally arrived, and to be honest I had no idea how it would turn out. It turned out better than either of us could have ever thought.
Let me go backwards in time a bit, so as to fill you in. My wife Lola (not her real name of course) and I have been married for 10 plus years. Not unlike other couples we had our "fantasies"- sexual turn on's that existed only in our minds. Sure we shared them, but without much thought to make them real. This is not a story about my fantasies, but one of hers. Her number one fantasy was to have sex with multiple men. She stated the idea of having lots of guys with hard cocks all wanting her body was a huge turn on. It was as I said before- a fantasy – something to think of but never do. Over the years the fantasy became more and more part of our lovemaking.
It got to the point that 90% of the time she came was with images of being double fucked. Her most vivid fantasy involved me fucking her while another man watched and played with himself. The other man had a bigger cock than mine, and she wanted me to warm her up first. The fantasy ended with the bigger cock of another man in her pussy and mine fucking her sweet ass. We even played the fantasy out in bed, with a dildo in her pussy and my cock pounding her ass. There were variations of the fantasy, including ones with more men and ones in which I licked her freshly fucked pussy soaked with another guys cum.
One day, half joking we made a bet. I don't recall what the bet was, but I do recall that by winning she had committed to go to a swingers club one day. I told her there would be no obligation on her part; we could leave or stay. We could do something with just each other and have others watch, or more if she wanted. She asked several times about how I would really feel about her being with another man, and repeatedly I told her it would turn me on, and I proved it by having her see how hard the simple thought made me. However, I suspect she always thought this was simply more fantasy talk and not a representation of my true feelings. How wrong she was.
A few years went by without ever paying up on the bet. We made side comments now and then, but never followed up. One night however, it all changed. We finally agreed to go to a swinger club. Keep in mind; I think she was betting the whole time I would not follow through. And typical of Lola, she was feeling guilty for wanting to do it, and I know she wanted to do it way more than she led on. See, Lola has a way of trying to play the good girl when in reality she wants to be a bad one.
Back to where we started. The night finally arrived. We had a baby sitter for the night, and I mean WHOLE night. We had reserved a night in a local hotel to get away after going to the club. Lola put on some of her seldom worn "fuck me" cloths, including a tight green sweater, black mini skirt, and a lacy thong.
We started by going to a bar for some drinks. Although nervous, and still trying to put on the "good girl/shy girl" front I could tell by the wetness of her panties that she was excited for what might happen.
We arrived at the club not sure what to expect, we were pleasantly surprised. I think both of us thought it would be a dirty place with single guys walking around jacking off. It could not have been farther from the truth. We walked in to the main area, which looked no different than any other night club. There were pool tables, a DJ, and a dance floor. Even more surprising to us what that the people looked normal-like us. Attractive but not super models, clean, and a bit on the younger side.
We sat down and ordered some drinks. We basically watched the activities which in the main room would never have led you to believe this was a place for sex, except for the occasional groping or nude person walking through the halls.
We got up and began to explore. Outside was a pool. Most of the people were naked, and at that point I could tell that Lola was a bit uncomfortable. I could not tell if she was uncomfortable because she had cloths, or uncomfortable with the fact that she was not sure about going any farther. One couple was having fun on a lounge chair. He was laying on his back while she was on her knees sucking him. He looked at us and motioned us over. This took both of us by surprise and caught off guard we hurried back inside.