A main swinging club Donna and
Lenny attended was the Left Nipple, a venue outfitted with huge beds able to
accommodate twenty-four people in sprawled out fucking luxury complete with
gigantic stuffed pillows, luxurious eiderdowns and silk sheets, an expensive
Jacuzzi able to hold ten people or nearly twenty at a squeeze, sex couches in
the living room area where people could make love and be watched by voyeurs.
Safe sex was a must with condoms provided free of charge, conveniently placed
in carved quartz dishes all over the club, an example of luxury and common
sense. A fetish/dominatrix/sado masochistic torture/fantasy play area was
located in the basement/dungeon area, out of sight and mind of the more
conservative customers/clientele. A good time was offered and all tastes were
catered for from light/experimental to full on sexual bondage verging on
torture with equipment provided or bring your own after the club experts
checked it out. Dress style in the dungeon was little or nothing but leather/PVC/studded
fetish clothing for image and functionality. Upstairs stylish dresses and suits
gave an expensive smart image until the clothing was strewn over the floor and
its owners were fucking in panting erotic ecstasy. Four bars served a selection
of none and alcoholic drinks from special beer brewed by secret kinky breweries
to cocktails of your choice, most with very sexy or rude names to spice up the
night’s love making and swinging. A standing joke was where was the right
nipple? Because the club was called Left Nipple, if anyone found such a club,
what an addition it would be in stunning sexual anticipation.
Donna and Lenny went to the Left Nipple on the second Saturday of the
month dressed in nice expensive clothing. Donna wore a red ball dress showing
plenty of leg with a split right the way up her left thigh to her panties line.
Lenny was outfitted in a nice charcoal grey three-piece suit complete with long
alternative leather jacket.
Her green sparkling eyes resonated with charm pulling both guys and gals
in, like a tractor beam on a captured spaceship. Donna was able to achieve
anything by a mere look with her wickedly sensual eyes. Her excellent white
teeth gave her a matching smile and her flame red hair matched her looks,
passion (including as a lover) and her delectable charm. Tonight she wore her
hair down in a rugged yet stunningly noticeable style that was every bit her
own.
Lenny kept his dark brown hair cut short with just a buzz of stubble on
his head, he wasn’t going bald he preferred the tough macho look but truth be
told he was a really nice bloke relying on his charm more than his good looks
and flawless brown eyes to hit it off the ladies. He adored the ladies, he had
tried men and it wasn’t his gig. He was very open-minded and loved a threesome with
another man making love to his woman. His favourite was to pump Donna from
behind while she sucked the cock of another man until he was almost spunking
up, then they swapped places and Donna claimed another notch on her bedpost.
In such heady moments she wondered what her deceased mother would think?
Her obsolete catholic views would be boiling with brimstone and fire if she
knew what her precious daughter was up to, merrily swinging away fucking half
of England in exhilarating and preposterous but highly enjoyable fun.
They made eye contact with friends, fellow swingers and the odd stranger
while ordering their drinks – a Purple Penis made up of half a dozen
ingredients for Donna and a Slow Muff Dive for Lenny, equally mind blowing. The
ingredients of these were secret to stop the other swinging venues stealing the
formula, a somewhat mad but sensible idea considering the drinks were a good
aphrodisiac. Alcohol stock behind the bars gave up to three days marathon
drinking time and more were stored in the basement to be used on the legendary
long weekend swinging jaunts.
Lenny and Donna walked slowly over to the plush red leather couches that
lined a section of one wall, setting their drinks carefully down on a table
Lenny took off his expensive leather jacket which was picked up by a member of
staff who took it to the cloakroom. Donna sat down crossing her legs so the
split on her dress opened revealing both her shapely beautiful long legs, an
inviting promise of desire of what was to come for select beautiful people.
Lenny placed himself close to his woman but not overbearingly, so that
potential swingers wouldn’t be scared off. Enjoying their drinks the couple
made small talk locking eyes and kissing, often stealing glances at people who
walked to or past the bar – eyeing up attractive catches. New people just
visiting the club for the first time were ideal, newness not found with the
more experienced guests but a caution too, which could be a potential
hindrance. Yet that could be washed away like a sandcastle before a tide by the
mere act of being in this club, it wasn’t a dance venue or a live music place.
Illicit exotic very erotic acts were the very essence of the existence of the
Left Nipple and everyone here knew it.
A nice sound of a lady moaning every few seconds came over the low music
that was played through neatly hidden speakers, this turned Donna on. She took
this as an opportunity to act, feeling up Lenny’s cock that bulged through the
thin expensive material of his trousers, his cock rapidly hardened. Taking a
large soft cushion and placing it on the floor before her man, she knelt down
on it unzipping his zipper to remover his long shaft. In no time Donna went
down on Lenny sucking his cock in rapid swift movements licking his bell end in
quick dart like motions of her tongue, a low gasp escaped him as pleasure took
hold warmly filling his body in a feeling of excitement bordering on ecstasy.
Her head bobbed up and down in rhythmic motions, a crowd stopped to watch this
most intimate (but not ultimate) scene; these were voyeurs who came to the club
to just enjoy the sex acts but not participate. One man removed his own penis,
picked up a tissue from a small wicker bowl on the table and wanked himself off
into it and getting off on this lovely spectacle.
Lenny closed his eyes and groaned like a man enjoying such pleasures not
caring who saw, if anything this heightened his pleasure. It wasn’t long before
Donna brought him to orgasm and he spunked up, she quickly moved her head back
to wank his cock as hot spunk shot up and out all over Lenny’s trousers and
onto her face. He panted in happiness, smiling and drawing his woman to him
kissing her deeply tasting himself not being embarrassed or sick. He was
perfectly at ease. Sex act over the voyeurs moved on to search out new scenes to
get off on and jerk off over. Lenny put his cock away after wiping it on a
tissue and went to order new drinks for him and Donna, different cocktails to
spice up their already reverent mood. Donna stood up, taking her drink and led
the way into the next room and more fun, here they danced and mingled with
other couples on the small intimate dance floor looking for people to swing
with. Lenny spotted a nice couple to their left, gently he danced Donna over
towards them maintaining eye contact and smiling, sending the signals of, “Hey
there, we like you, do you want to swing?”
Donna was happy with this, having looked the other couple up and down in
a quick glance; she moved her hips as she held onto Lenny as the music steadily
played a nice slow pulsating song. Coming closer, within touching distance now
to the duo, Lenny nodded and smiled, whispering in the girl’s ear, “Hi there,
we’re Donna and Lenny. We do like you, your dress is stunning. What are your
names?”
“Hello, I’m Annetta and this is my boyfriend Jeff. Nice to meet you,” the
slowly dancing girl announced. Her partner nodded a greeting and Donna returned
it.
“Do you both want a drink? We don’t mind buying if you do,” Lenny
offered, smiling warmly.
Annetta quietly conversed while dancing and her guy nodded. His lady
confirmed this, “Yes thanks that would be nice. I’ll have a Tender Nipple
cocktail and Jeff will have a Hairy Ballsack cocktail.”
“Okay coming right up,” Lenny answered back, “Donna do you want to take
our new friends and find a seat while I get the drinks? Do you want the same as
we had before?”
“We can sit over there, there’s space. Drink wise I think we should have
the same as Annetta and Jeff, they sound mind blowing drinks!” Donna replied to
her hunk as he left to get the drinks. He would trade gold leaf cards as
currency.
“Lenny will get the drinks, we’ll have the same as you, we like trying
new things,” Donna erotically said, her gaze looking the couple up and down for
a little too long, an evocative smile on her flawless face. Her sexy gaze was
returned by both Annetta and Jeff, it was obvious what this was leading up to –
swinging! Donna took them both by the hand and they trotted over to the comfy
low leather settee opposite the dance floor. Lenny got the drinks and carefully
carried them over on a silver engraved tray; erotic patterns of men and women
making love graced its surface. This didn’t distract him, he thought of the
real love making which lay ahead.
“Thanks for the drink baby,” Donna smiled kissing Lenny as he placed her
drink in front of her on the blue glass table. Moving over slightly he did the
same with the other drinks, smiles and thanks were returned. He sat down next
to Donna who was sat very close to Annetta; already chemistry had developed
between the two girls.
After a sip of their drinks it started, Annetta kissed Donna full on the
lips a nice lingering passionate kiss. She didn’t flinch or pull back enjoying
the taste of a new stranger, placing her hand on Annetta’s thigh, up under the
fabric of her short red leather miniskirt to her most secret area – her pussie!
Annetta wore no underwear so Donna got to work straight away making her cum by
tickling her clit and fingering her at the same time. It didn’t take long,
Annetta reached climax in five minutes, her body bucking and rolling on the
plush leather with moans showing her enjoyment. Both men kept quiet taking in
the scene before them – their girlfriends kissing full on and loving every
minute of it. For ten minutes this continued until both women swapped places so
the guys could have a turn kissing each other’s woman, they needed no
encouragement!
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