The Club - My Personal Orgy - Sex Stories

The Club - My Personal Orgy

... This man was a caring controlled lover. He got me there and remained in control until I rocked and heaved blissfully around his cock. Then he shot a massive quantity of cum into my vagina. He flooded me. My snatch was awash. It ran everywhere. It was time I cleaned up. My unseen lover helped me off the bench and I tottered off to the showers. After my shower I settled into the spa for some solo relaxation. Naturally I was the recipient of a number of offers but politely rejected them. I needed a rest and drink in the lounge area before I contemplated any further activity. Besides I hadn’t made up my mind what I wanted to do next. It was some time later, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that my early start at the club gave me plenty of time, that I was rejuvenated enough to want to try my luck in the communal Rumpus Room. Besides I only now realised that the turnover of members throughout the afternoon and evening brought new energetic people into play. For a woman of my age this could only be a good thing. I paused in the doorway to the Rumpus Room to get some feeling for the crowd. As seemed usual there were plenty of voyeurs watching the action. While there were a reasonable number of people engaged in all sorts of sexual activities on the mattresses there were a couple of vacant spaces available. Very briefly I considered my small dilemma; watch too for a while; or get into the action. I took the latter course and moved to a space in directly in front of the seated ...

... voyeurs. It was like selling real estate; position, position. I knelt on the mattress, my tits hanging heavily and hugely beneath me, my knees spread apart, my arse and gaping vulva on display. My self advertisement was quickly rewarded. A man with a medium sized olive skinned erection knelt in front of me. I opened my mouth and accepted his offer. His smooth swollen precum glistening glans slid past my lips. My saliva moistened him even more as I ran my tongue over and around his lovely knob. I sucked and he slowly and carefully, thank goodness, fucked my face. And for once I was able to concentrate on him alone. Unexpectedly no one joined us or interfered with us. Kneeling there I was able to appreciate the skin texture, the circuitous veins, the strong muscle along the underside of his cock; and the baby skinned smoothness of his knob. I sucked, laved and swallowed his meat muscle. He rocked steadily in and out of my mouth. I felt the heat stress and tension build throughout the length of his shaft. He thrust a little faster into my mouth. The thick protruding muscle along the underside of his prick spasmed against my lips and tongue. He pumped and I swallowed. His hot fluid spurted into my throat. The sensation of my power over him was enormous. I sucked him dry. Next please, I thought. The mattress moved between my legs. I looked over my shoulder at a handsome man, much much younger than I. His gaze was fixed on his target, my muff that swelled wantonly between my thighs. ...