Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Our Visit To The Club #2

The next morning | asked a few questions to try and find out what had happened the night before.

Carla made it plain there were s'secrets' she wasn't going to tell.

But she did say they had ended-up at a sex club. My heart leapt into my mouth.

Carla continued. It had been Susie's idea. "She's a wild one" was all Carla would say.

The club was free for women and it was club run by sub-men. Women would be invited to be in charge in any

way they wished. Walk up to one of the trussed-up guys and give him a spanking. Like the look of one, well, open

your legs and get him to lick you out.

Carla said she had joined in on sof the spanking and had let a guy lick her heels and then when he started

to lick his way up her thighs she had pushed him back. In doing so, her pantyhose got laddered and she got

annoyed. Susie had seen it all and told Carla to take off the pantyhose. Susie then took them and tied them very

tightly around the guys exposed cock and balls. Carla said the guy groaned and then spurted over the floor.

Susie had then pushed him down and told him to lick it all up. Susie had told Carla to spank the guy until it was

all done - and not to be too light in the spanking.

Carla then tolda few more wild things that had gone on, but not with any of her friends.

Until she toldthat at about 1. 30am they had re-grouped but couldn't find Susie. They went looking for her

and found a closed door. Susie opened it and her jaw dropped to the floor. There was a guy strapped over a

bench. Behind him was Susie, pegging him with a large black strap-on.

Behind Susie was another guy fucking her. All of the girls just stood in the doorway dumb-founded by the scene

in front of them.

Before anyone could speak, the guy fucking Susie grabbed her hips firmly and it was clear he was cumming

inside her. Susie's back arched and she cwith a guttural moan. The guy being fucked by her strap-on

moaned into his ball-gag and he spurted onto the floor.

After a couple of minutes of heavy breathing from all, the guy stood allowing Susie to stand. She turned to see

the girls in the doorway and gave a wide, satisfied smile to them.

Carla also toldthat after they had 'punished' the guy that had licked her legs, they found a room with a

special throne chair. A guy was under the seat of the chair and it had a hole in it. The implication was that you

could do whatever you wished. Susie had pushed Carla to sit on the throne and pull her dress up to her hips.

Carla was giggling and before she knew what was happening, Susie had lifted her legs and was slipping her

panties down her legs. Carla started to raise to object as she felt a finger and then a tongue probe her now

available pussy. She froze and then Susie took the chance to push her back down as the tongue delved into the

depths of her pussy causing her to almost shake as she felt the first tingle of an orgasm.

Carla was tellingthis, by the way, the following morning as she was slowly riding me. My cock was buried

deep in her as she lazily recounted the previous evening. | grabbed her breasts but she slapped my hands away

and said "NO.. I'm in charge" and she continued to grind her pussy with my cock fully inside her.

"Oh god it felt sooooo good" she recounted "I had no idea who was underneathbut it was just about my

pleasure". Her eyes started to roll and | knew she was close.

| thrusted up and her mouth made a wide O as she cwithout speaking.

She slumped next toand we cuddled until we heard Susie stirring.

A short while later we were gathered around the breakfast table. | had checked on the kids and all was fine.

Susie was in great form. Clearly her 'state' of the night before wasn't so much to do with the alcohol as the

fucking she was giving and being given that had made so weak-kneed.

Susie was sat in my daughters robe. My daughter is only 14 and so the robe barely covered any of Susie's

‘charms’. When | got back from calling, Susie and Carla were in deep discussion.

They both giggled when | returned and | could tell | had disturbed a plan being hatched.

We finished breakfast. | stood at the bottom of the stairs as Susie went up. The robe lifting as she walked and her

are ass and pussy were very much on show.

That night, Carla was teasingand making it clear she was horny.

The kids bedrooms were right at the other end of the landing so when we had sex they wouldn't be able to hear.

Which was good as Carla hadlaying over the chest at the end of the bed as she spanked me. | had been

promised 'a special evening’. As | tidied downstairs Carla had prepared and was dressed in a killer outfit of

basque, stoockings heels... she was so fuckable. "BUT" she said "I needed to please her first".

The answer was 'yes' obviously, and so | was now being lightly spanked.

After the spanking, Carla lay back on the bed and letkiss and lick her pussy as she reclined. It was so wet

even before | started. We fucked twice that night - the second tas | was between her thighs, | could feel her

heels digging into my back and the riding crop swishing down onto my bare ass to encourage me.

As we lay in the afterglow, Carla askedif I would like to visit the club.

She toldthat their visit had all been Susie's idea. Every Friday was a regular swingers night and ‘anything

goes'. Singles, couples, sex, straight & bi, sspanking, sBDSM. But everyone needed to be invited. No

randoms. Susie had been invited by a guy she had met and had loved it. She couldn't wait to tell 'the girls’. So

what | thought was an evening to get 'Susie out there' was really a plan from Susie to 'get the girls involved'.

Carla toldthat most Saturday's was a thnight. Different rules, different clientele. While she was there

(not having her pussy licked) Carla had gotten into a deep conversation with one of the regulars and had

persuaded Carla to attend their next 'Master and Servant’ evening.

My face showed my shock, but my cock told a different story.

Carla continued and said that the 'Master' might be male or female - they were always looking for more female

'Masters' but usually finding a male 'servant' was less easy.

By now, | was lying on back with Carla slowly stroking my cock as she casually toldwhat she knew.

She toldthere was a changing room and a cloakroom. A maximum of around 30 people and the organisers

needed to make sure of a good balance, so "if we are going to join in" Carla said huskily into my ear as her hand

made long slow stroked up and down my cock "that we would need to commit to it". She then toldthat

everyone would be wearing masks and anyone with visible tattoos could wear clothing that maintained the

anonymity. Not a problem for us. "It's all very safe... but very adult" she purred, rubbing my pre-cum over my

cockhead and then licking her fingers. | was breathing hard now.

"So..." she whispered "...could you be my servant for the night.." as she increased the pace of her rubbing. | held

firm (!) and said "would we have the chance to go back withas the master and you as the servant". Carla

giggled and said "sure, probably in a few months... but" she paused.

"What" | asked. She bit her lip but said "I know you like it when I'm in charge" and promptly dropped my cock,

throbbing against my stomach.

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