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Sophiesweets: A recent trip to my favourite sex cl

SophieSweets GayHeaven's Hottie Join Date: Jun 2009 Posts: 340 Thanks: 234 Thanked 864 Times in 220 Posts Sophiesweets: A recent trip to my favourite sex club. Not posted a story in so long, so I thought I might as well make it a true one... No names have been changed because I never bothered to find any of them out... This happened about 2 weeks ago. I'm mainly a weekend girl, and I like to think I’m pretty cute when I go for it. There are plenty of pics are on the internet for those curious (See Signature) After a busy few weeks of working hard and no 'fun' I felt I'd earned myself a bit of a rager. My weekend started on the Friday evening, when I went out with some friends to a fetish night in London. I was wearing my current favourite outfit, a cute little red tartan hellbunny dress with a full black petticoat, brand new shoes and full stockings and suspenders, that were fully visible with each dancefloor flick of my dress... It was a night spent mainly on the dancefloor, dancing with the girls and flirting with the guys... being a 'mixed' fetish crowd, some 'read' me straight away... some didn't and I had to tell them... but all were happy to keep on dancing with me… some much closer than others though. I didn’t really go out on Friday to ‘pull’, at least not at first. I did have some attention from two guys over the course of the night... both older, burly, straight types... and I guess if I have a ‘type’, it’s that… The first was dressed as a 'Dandy Dom' witb a waxed ...

... moustache... we got talking after he offered me a lighter whilst we smoked outside, he noticed I looked cold and moved closer, providing me with some of his body warmth... I cuddled into him and soon we we were making out... he coughed, almost apologetically and whispered a question in my ear: “Do you want to go to the Dungeon Area?” Which of course I did... He took my hand and led me through the club and past the crowd of onlookers, gazing at the equipment and those engaged on it. Girls being tied up in rope bondage, a man on a ‘horse’ having his face sat on… and so much spanking. He didn’t even need to ask me, I just walked to a vacant bench and bent over, lifting my skirts, passing him the riding crop I'd brought with me that day and presenting my butt to him, and of course to the crowd, who’s eyes suddenly had a weight and a warmth that I could feel as they crawled over my body. He started out gently at first, using the crop in light taps like the fluttering of a butterfly's wings as I squirmed and wriggled with delight. Then he started getting harder, alternating between the crop and his hand... my buttocks changing from pale milk, to pink to red... he spanked and rubbed my panties over the sensitive skin of my hole until I was arching my back and panting... my exposure to the eyes of the entire club only making me hornier until it was an almost unbearable pressure and I felt physically f***ed to reached for his cock... Sadly he didn't want to fuck me, so after a bit more ...