I went to a club on Sunday. Smoky eyes with a bit of green sparkle. Red lipstick. Hair in pigtails. Red slip-ons, pink stockings, white miniskirt with ruffles, black mesh corset, mesh top, and a collar.
I prepared my ass (douche, buttplug, dildo, giant buttplug), and left the medium plug in my ass before cycling over.
Got there around 9, and it was still quiet. Maybe 4 guys and 2 or 3 girls at the bar, one guy on the sofa, dozing awat. A couple of guys went into the 'hidden' area where naughty stuff happens and I went to keep them company. A hand on my ass. A smirk. They knew what I was there for.
The first was an average size. A nice load. I kept sucking as long as I could - didn't want to stop. But happily, another guy was ready to take their place, asking, "Do you want to suck this one too?"
The second was a thick thing. A great start to the evening.
Meanwhile, a big black guy has started fucking another girl. I look on, slightly enviously before going to the bar.
A conversation with someone who turns out to be an exotic dancer, and then someone who constantly tells me how beautiful I am.
His hands caress my arms and thighs. I tell him I love being fondled. Soon we're kissing deeply, then I suggested we move to the couch. We embrace, cuddle, and kiss for an hour. I tell him I'm horny. I ask if I can touch his cock.
He doesn't want to do anything in front of other folk, so he leads me into the loo. Asks if I'm OK.
I taste him in my mouth. Just briefly. He seems more interested in tasting my nipples, which I love. And before we leave, he spends a few minutes lightly slapping my ass.
It was a lovely, caring moment. But I still wanted to be fucked.
M, who'd been dozing on the sofa, woke up and came over to me. Telling me they wanted to fuck me. Who was I to say no?
I sucked them, got them hard, and then got on a sex swing. My first time on one!
On the sex swing, I was completely at their mercy. Legs high above me. Them guiding their cock until I felt it deep inside me, replacing the butt plug that had been there a few minutes ago. My legs spread out on the chains was surprisingly comfortable and their cock felt exquisite in me.
They were biting me each time we kissed. Biting my tongue and my lips. Twisting my nipples. Biting. Honestly, a bit more than I wanted. A few times I told them to stop biting. But I wanted them to keep fucking me. I practically needed it.
In the end, I had to stop things, but it was still a good night.