Adventurer and I decided to visit a sex club to celebrate the Canadian long weekend this past Monday. We had been to this club once before (with another couple) and had enjoyed the experience. I wrote about it in an earlier post.
Ever since that initial visit, we had been thinking about going back. The start of summer seemed like an excellent time to do so. We told the kids we were heading to Toronto to go on a date….which was technically true…we just didn’t go into detail about what we’d be doing on our date
We walked for a bit in the city, and then headed over to the club. It has an outdoor pool with a private pool deck (although there are a few nearby towers that probably get a good view). It seemed like a good place to spend Victoria Day afternoon. We signed in and left our clothes in a locker. Then we went out to the pool.
Our previous visit had been on a weekend when the club is reserved for couples and single women. On this visit, a Monday, single men were also allowed. I hadn’t really thought about that before we got there.
When we walked out to the pool, there was a couple hanging out near the stairs kissing. There were two single guys, sipping beer and watching things behind their sunglasses. And at the other end of the pool was another couple that were talking.
We left our towels on some beach chairs and got into the pool. We wanted to end up at the end where the talking couple were, so we had to walk by the two single guys. I felt a bit self conscious. It was strange because I hadn’t been nervous about going to the club, and I wasn’t nervous getting naked to walk out to the pool, but the single men added a new dynamic that I hadn’t mentally prepared for. If I made eye contact, would they consider it an invitation?
I smiled briefly, said “hello” then walked on by. It worked fine.
We stood near the talking couple and sipped our gin and tonics. It turns out that the couple were not actually together. She lives nearby and comes frequently to naked sunbathe and hang out. He was chatting her up – curious if she ever met anyone that she wanted to play with, how she found the experience, etc.
After a bit of small talk, we left them to it and just focused on each other. Adventurer was playing with my breasts a bit and pulling on my nipples. I told him that he was getting a hard on under the water. He pulled me close to kiss me so that I could feel it properly. Yup, definitely a hard cock!
We talked about what we might want to do while we were there. He joked that he hoped I’d fuck some strangers, and I told him that was not going to happen. The plan was for us to only play with each other. We might watch people and be watched, and if some beautiful woman invited him to assist her he had my full permission, but that was the extent of it. He said he would keep his eye out for beautiful women then
A few other people came out to the pool: a couple in their mid-fifties, a group of five young people, another female sunbather. It was all very comfortable. We said hello or smiled as new people arrived, but mostly people stuck with their original groups.
At some point, we decided to go inside to get another drink and take a tour of the indoor rooms. As I got out of the pool, I could feel people checking me out. It was kind of empowering.
The group of 5 was sitting near where we had left our towels and sandals.
“My shoes are underneath the chair where you are sitting,” I said to a trans man on a lounge chair, as I bent down to retrieve them. “I promise that I’m not trying to be inappropriate.”
“No problem at all,” he said with a smile. “I hope you enjoy the view”
His ass was inches from my face. I smiled and said that I had thoroughly enjoyed it. Then I slipped the shoes on my feet and we went inside.
We decided to take a tour of the place before we went back to the bar. On the main floor, the ballroom looked the same as it had previously, except that the stage was now open. “This is where I came in your mouth last time,” Adventurer recalled.
Across the hall, the couple in their 50s were playing in the dungeon. The room looked pretty much the same, although the glory hole confessional booth was no longer there. The sex swing on one side looked inviting, and I said that I was ruling out using the St. Andrew’s cross this time around. I wasn’t feeling very BDSM-y. We didn’t linger long, though, because we didn’t want to interrupt the blow job that was taking place.
We went upstairs where there were six different spaces. They all looked the same as they had previously and all were currently empty. Adventurer pulled me into one with a red bench and asked if he could please eat me. I never need to be asked that question twice.
I lay down and he worked his magic, making me orgasm first with his tongue and then with his fingers. I offered to reciprocate with a blow job but he said that he wanted to wait. He did pull me over to the edge, lift my legs and slide his cock into my pussy for a bit though…just to get a feel of it.
We heard a lot of sexy sounds coming from the dungeon below. The blonde 50 year-old was definitely getting fucked and was having a great time. We decided to go check it out. As we walked down the stairs we saw the group of five standing around the dungeon door. They were watching as the blonde woman was now on her hands and knees. Her husband’s cock was in her mouth and she was getting pounded from behind by a young man. It was very sexy.
We went back to the bar. Adventurer got a drink. I decided to stick with water for this round. We went outside to the pool. A few more people had arrived and a few others had left. We chatted for a bit. I was leaning back against Adventurer, facing the other people in the pool. He reached around and began to play with my clit under the water. I turned my face towards him and said he was a very naughty boy.
He continued to play as he kissed my neck a bit. I whispered that he was going to make me cum if he kept that up. He whispered back that that was the plan. I closed my eyes and just let myself go with it.
I’m pleased to report that I was quite quiet throughout the experience, but I did cum hard.
When I opened my eyes, I noticed a few people watching. I smiled. Turned to kiss my husband and took another sip of my water.
We decided that maybe it was time to get some dinner. We got out of the pool, toweled off, grabbed our things from the locker and got dressed. We walked a few blocks and had some great sushi and cocktails. We checked in with the kids at home. All was well. Then we went back to the club.
The crowd was definitely picking up at this point. I was also starting to feel the alcohol. Case in point: I began to do a bit of a stripper dance and grind against Adventurer as the music played. He told me that I was attracting an audience. I smiled at the young black man to the left of us, and at the slightly nerdy white guy to the right.
Adventurer reached around and began to grope my breasts. I turned and kissed him quite passionately. I was grinding against him quite hard. He told me that if I smiled at the men again, they would probably come and help me. I told him that I wasn’t interested.
“Are you sure?” he asked teasingly.
“Yes,” I said definitively, and with a chuckle.
We kissed some more and then turned to take in what else was happening in the pool. Having not received a nod of consent from us, the black man had moved on to another couple nearby. He asked if they would like his assistance. They said no, and he got out of the pool to head inside.
Adventurer said he was going to go use the bathroom. I told him that if he left me, I could guarantee that some of the single guys would come over.
“Have fun with that,” he teased. I shook my head at him as he walked away, but also admired his butt as he climbed up the stairs and got out of the pool. I’m a lucky woman.
As soon as he got inside….literally…the nerdy guy beside me said, “You are very beautiful.”
I smiled and thanked him. He asked if Adventurer was my husband. I said that he was. “That’s what I thought. You two are really into each other,” he said.
I shifted my focus to the couple on the other side of me and asked if they came here often. It was their first time, so we started chatting about the space and my limited experience. Adventurer returned and I introduced him. The single guy seemed to have taken the hint that I wasn’t looking for someone new.
This story is getting a bit long, so I’ll just say that a couple of other guys approached us in the pool to ask if I wanted a massage, or if they could join in. We politely said no and they were very respectful.
I will also say that at one point a man came and began masturbating standing next to me when I was inside by myself. He wasn’t talking to me or even looking at me (he was looking out a window at the pool), but it was a bit weird.
Adventurer and I decided to play some more. We tried out the sex swing. We then went upstairs (where single guys are only allowed if they are invited by a woman or couple) and enjoyed fucking in lots of ways as other couples fucked nearby.
When we were ready to go downstairs, two single guys were waiting at the bottom of the staircase. I think they were hoping someone would invite them up.
They were both in their 20s, tall, with dark hair. In fact, they looked very similar.
They followed us into the dungeon and watched as Adventurer kissed me. He told me to lay back on the bench and masturbate. I smiled at my audience and began to rub my clit.
Both men asked if I wanted them to join me. I said no.
I made myself cum hard. Adventurer slid his fingers inside my now dripping pussy. “Are you sure you don’t want one of them to join you?” he whispered in my ear. “Look how hard those cocks are for you? They are stroking themselves thinking about fucking you? It would be hot to watch you suck them.”
I kept shaking my head. No. I was sure. I just had trouble saying it out loud. I was breathing heavily. His fingers and his teasing soon had me cumming and squirting all over. It was a mess.
He stood up and brought his cock to my face. He stroked it as I smiled at him. I licked it a bit and he began to cum. He shot his load on my chin, cheeks, and lips. I smiled at the strangers as I used my fingers to guide his cum into my mouth and clean myself up.
I thanked them for being my audience and apologized for not letting them join in. “I’m not ready yet to have sex with stranger,” I said as we walked away.
Adventurer said he really liked the “yet” in my statement
Later, as we were driving home, he apologized for being pushy. “I can see that it might have been annoying that I kept asking you to play with other men,” he said. I told him it was completely OK. I didn’t feel pressured and I knew my own mind. Plus, I know that sometimes his penis takes over his brain and I have to think for the both of us
