It’s been a week since my sex club adventures. I don’t regret them for a minute: in contrast, I plan to go again.
Jason felt bad he didn’t engage more at the club. He told me later it was his first time. He also felt odd that I’d had an experience with Dale prior to him showing up. I tried my best to engage with Jason when he arrived, spent time with just him, to ensure he felt connected to me. But it didn’t work, obviously.
He asked me if I would be willing to “take another chance on him”. Yeah, of course!
This club has a gangbang night every once in a while. Andrew was the one who first told me about it, offering to be my companion / protector. We planned to go but broke up right before the event. The next time it worked for my schedule, I contemplated going alone, but chickened out.
While Tony and I talked about visiting a club together, I figured it was maybe not a good first time club experience with a boyfriend. Baby steps.
But he’s not my boyfriend anymore, is he?
So this week, I am going to the gangbang night, and Jason will be my companion. It’s going to be a different experience than the last time, because single men are allowed. The club has an cordoned-off area where women can just pick their partners and no other men are allowed, or you can choose to be in an area where anyone can watch and presumably, ask to participate.
I’m nervous and excited at the same time. Multiple men – as in, more than two – is one of my few unrealized sexual fantasies. I love the idea of having men, a few at the same time, and one after another, until I am exhausted and satiated.
But back to the aftermath…
The day after we went to the club, I sent a thank you note to Dale and Lisa, saying I had a great time with them, I hoped the reverse was true, and I would love to see them again. They responded in kind – in spades. They didn’t think Jason was a good match, however.
Having been with them once, I have no qualms about going solo again, and hope the three of us can play together some time soon.
I was so horny the next day I didn’t do anything except lay in bed and masturbate for hours. I would have gone back to the club that day, just to get laid. Pleasure begets desire.
I don’t regret anything I did. I had a great time.
I got a bunch of questions about some of the tactical parts of the evening, so thought I’d address them here for those who are curious:
- This club was one where you could have sex anywhere (except the hot tub). Others are different in that you can only have sex in back rooms.
- People could wear nothing, or everything. The first club I went to, you had to be naked in the back rooms. At this club, anything was fine. So yes, it meant you could be watched by people who were fully dressed.
- Similar to any other club I’ve read about, there were places that were private (if you shut a curtain) and others where people could watch. A couple of rooms had huge platforms.
- All the bed surfaces were vinyl, and there were baskets with condoms (varying kinds), and small packages of lube all over the place. There were anti bacterial wipes around as well. The only thing that was gross is some of the guys just dropped their condoms on the floor or beds instead of putting them in the garbage. Really, guys? Come on.
- All the guys I was with put condoms on without even being asked. But I saw no other safe sex practices like condoms for oral sex, or dental dams.
- I was only one of a few single women there. Almost everyone came as a couple. That night, no single men were allowed.
- There was a mix of people doing their own thing versus group play. Basically, if you are curious and want to go but don’t want to do anything sexual with anyone other than your partner, that’s completely fine. Generally speaking, I didn’t see much group play (full swaps, etc) where the people hadn’t spent some time chatting with one another earlier in the evening.
- Both clubs I’ve been to had a strict “no means no” policy. You are supposed to ask before touching or engaging physically. From what I experienced and what I saw, this was largely adhered to.
- There is a huge range of body types and ages. Yes, there were women and men with spectacular bodies (gosh, this one woman who worked the stripper pole…yowza). However, there were average and overweight people there too. A whole mix. I felt very comfortable.
If you want to know anything else, just ask. I’m definitely not the expert but some of my readers are!!
I’m excited about this week’s plan, but a bit nervous too. While Dale and Lisa aren’t able to come, there are a couple of men I’ve spoken with on FetLife who are attending. One is coming just to meet me. I thought about telling Shenanigans if he’s so interested in a sex club he should come, but I think it might terrify him. Maybe that’s a good thing.
I have explained to Jason what I do not want to have happen: nobody can cum on my face, and while I’m open to DP and DVP, I don’t think I want to take anyone anally except him. I expect him to keep an eye out for me and make sure nothing is happening to me I don’t want, even if he’s playing with someone else. It’s a bit hard to speak with a mouth full of cock.