4th December - Club visit #1
The first club visit
Touching another man's cock for the first time.
So, we've been chatting on fab a couple of weeks but yet to meet anyone privately. So instead we've planned in a visit to a club to see how we find that atmosphere. We could never anticipate how it would all go.
Arrival
To understand our reaction maybe I should introduce Mr and I. I'm 34, he's 40. Following a career in hospitality he has developed a taste for the finer things in life and he has loved spending nearly the last 10 years exposing me to his world - a world I feel very happy in. You're more likely to find us at a fine dining restaurant with a tasting menu than sipping pints at a pub.
So when we enter the club it's everything we hate because we would never go to a nightclub anyway. The plastic covered floor, the zebra print furniture and the stripper pole. On top of the decor, the beds and the carpets, the people in attendance are old. Well, they feel old compared to how we feel. We contemplate turning around and leaving but decide to give it 2 drinks and then make a decision. This turned out to be the best decision we could have made.
The outfit(s)
I arrived in a mini dress and heeled boots, I brought way too many outfit choices with me as I had no idea on how others would be attired. (As it turned out many are nude quickly as they enjoy the hot tub!) So after arriving I chose a floor length, long sleeve black dress with slits up past my hips and slashed down to show my boobs. It felt risque but as I still had on a plunge bra I felt comfortable. An amazing translady admired my boobs as I was looking in the mirror and with some huge heels I felt confident. A few hours in, most people were getting changed so I joined in by wearing an opaque black mini lingerie dress and crotchless tights. Still with the 6 inch gold and black stilettos.
A little tipsy, I am happily dancing around on my own. We've been spotted as new and been approached by many people who are very welcoming. There's people from all walks of life and all body types and I'm suddenly feeling so much more accepting of my own body. Our expectations before coming were to watch and learn and not take part so when we thought the people weren't for us we weren't disappointed. However, of all the people there, there was one man who caught my eye. He was stripped down to sexy black Calvins before anyone else had got changed. I didn't really consider him as he was much shorter than me before the heels but he stood out for his confidence and for the most incredible muscles. He was thick!! He was accompanied by a blonde curvy lady which did also bode well considering my own curves!
The conversations continued
We spent most of our time at the bar and spoke to many people including the shortie in calvins. He was really lovely, funny and welcoming too. He explained how things worked for him and his friends with benefits partner (fwb), explained the rules they had and code words they used to make sure they were both always comfortable. Conversations were brief when we happened to be at the bar at the same time as we would often move between the rooms watching the action. I enjoyed the liberating feeling to see regular sex. Not the stupid performance of porn but real people enjoying real sex, albeit kinky sex. Calvins and his lady friend were some of the first playing. In big groups in the main playroom. I stood at the entrance of the room enthralled with what others did. He looked good in the melee of bodies. Such amazing muscles, tattoos and so much confidence. I started to look forward to the chats as we ran into each other around the club.
I assumed Calvins was just being polite but as our time at the club continued I started to realise we'd spoken many times. When he spoke and I bent down to hear him he handled it with humour and class. We'd spoken in the hot tub room, at the bar, in the playroom. He was so often there. Then, I was at the bar while Mr used the bathroom and he came up to me. I can't recall his exact words but the sentiment was clear. He'd spotted me the minute he arrived and he thought I was the fittest thing in there. If I wanted to play, he was all mine. I was completely flabbergasted. He was stunning and I had assumed way out of my league. I couldn't help but smile and when Mr emerged I told him the entirety of the conversation. He asked me if I wanted to play, and I said I really thought I did. I moved back to the hot tub room and spotted Calvins no longer wearing the calvins. I sat on the edge of the hot tub with him chatting, Mr at the entrance to the room watching. Mr came across and sat with us and I asked Calvins if I could touch him. He lent back saying I could do anything I want with him. This was huge, this would be the first person I would touch other than my husband since we'd met. We couldn't undo this. If touched him I could never take it back. Was I ready? Was our marriage strong enough for this?
The first touch
I licked my fingers and ran them from the base of his cock up towards the tip stroking his frenulum. His body quivered under my touch. His head lent back and eyes closed. He looked to be in ecstasy. My heart was racing and I wanted more. I stroked him gently and looked back at Mr asking if I could do more. He nodded. I knelt down on the hard tiled floor and brought my lips close to his rock hard cock. My tongue ran across the tip and again his body clenched. I took the tip in my mouth and started to slowly work up and down his shaft. He was kissing his fwb and touching her pussy as I continued to move my mouth up and down with my tongue moving round and round and I could hear his soft moans. Mr was behind me with his fingers working inside my pussy. It was overwhelming in the best way. I would have stayed there but my knees were already hurting and then Calvins said he wanted to touch me. We moved just a metre or so on to the beds. Mr stayed behind as did his fwb. I carried on sucking him and he moved his hand down to my soaking pussy. He moved his fingers in and out and despite the enjoyment of sucking him I didn't like him touching me.
The drama
Then fwb came across and asked if he needed to check his phone - CODEWORD! He said no but she insisted he needed to check his phone. He firmly said he didn't need to. I sat up and pulled away. She stormed off. He explained it was her codeword for not feeling safe but she was just jealous. I'd never been in this situation before, I knew they weren't a couple but I couldn't live with myself for causing a problem. I moved away insisting he should go to her despite his protestations that he wanted to stay with me. Even if I'd relented and pretended I have no conscience, the moment had passed. Calvins got up and followed in the path of fwb. Mr joined me on the bed as I explained what had happened. He kissed me, he took up position with me ready to fuck. He was sliding in when the wanking dead were ignoring the polite 'no' from the couple at the other end of the bed. It was awkward and we chose to stop, leave and get dressed - passing Tom the dom at the bar!
The conclusion
It wasn't anything we expected. It was so much more. Calvins had made me feel like an absolute queen, the prize of the club. He'd been gorgeous, tasty and in hindsight it had stopped at the perfect time. I loved the club and I had to go back!!
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