Mrs Topsy and I are ready. We have come to a sex club to meet a friendly couple we first met online a few weeks before. Mrs Topsy and I have visited clubs in the past and met people before too, but the meets then had been about Mrs Topsy exploring her fantasies with girls only. This is the first time that we have decided to experience a night of passion with a couple. The tension in both of us is palpable. Beyond excited. She is wearing tight latex leggings, strappy high heels and a corset that shows off the beautiful, naked curve of her shoulders whilst pushing up her ample boobs in a way that demands attention. We walk into the bar and see them straight away, sitting in a dark, far corner with a good view of everyone walking in. It’s the spot I would have picked, too. Adrenalin dumps in the pit of my stomach – they are both extremely good-looking; more so, even, than the tantalizing photographs we have exchanged up to this point have revealed. He – let’s call him Mr J – is a well-dressed, handsome man who exudes a quiet, calm confidence. Great, I think to myself – this is the sort of man that Mrs Topsy likes… Mrs K is sat next to him, demure in a gorgeous full length lace dress, with beautiful dark brown hair that spills down over her full, promising breasts and a flash of strappy red stilettos. We catch each other’s eyes across the bar and they both beam at us. My heart races a little faster as we head across and make chit chat with them. Conversation flows easily with this amiable couple and I can feel my attraction and excitement rising with each passing minute. Sitting close to her, I smell suggestions of her perfume and notice a discrete tattoo, coyly hidden in the nape of her neck. I look over at Mrs Topsy and am thrilled to see her giggling and touching his leg, flirtatiously. I find it incredibly arousing that my wife is seducing another man, right in front of me, whilst his wife seduces me at the same time. I lock eyes with Mrs Topsy and I can feel blood rush to my nether regions. I imagine her pussy growing moist through the crotchless black lace panties I know she has waiting under her tight trousers. We decide to have a wander around together. There isn’t anything happening in any of the various play rooms yet. So we part company briefly to get changed into more revealing outfits. When we arrive back at the bar, Mrs Topsy is wearing an easy access black dress – short and tight – and black stilettos. She looks sensational. Mr J and I, almost ridiculously are both wearing towels around our waists. He is powerfully set, and I can feel Mrs Topsy casting a lustful, approving eye over his body. Mrs K enters a couple of minutes later and all three of us stare at her, slack jawed, as she walks over enticingly. She has changed into a strappy set of black lingerie, complete with suspender belt, which sets off her bronzed, tight body. The panties accentuate her beautiful rear and neither Mrs Topsy nor I can take our eyes off her. I know then that I want us both to devour this couple all night… I don’t have long to wait. In a play room with a stage like raised area, we chat some more about the things we’d like to do that evening. I briefly leave to lock my hotel room keys in my locker. When I return, Mrs Topsy and Mrs K are locked in an urgent embrace, breasts pushed hard together, groins rubbing. Despite there now being many, many people in the room watching, there is total, absolute silence; save for the erotic moaning and whimpering of the girls – a lip bitten in passion, or a grabbed arse pulling the others groin just that little closer releasing little tremors of excitement and only adding to their urgency. Despite the silence in the room, the atmosphere is absolutely electric. Everyone is transfixed on this heavenly scene playing out before them. The girls seem not to notice their audience at all. They pull off their underwear and hurl it across the bed and re-engage with animal intensity. Mrs Topsy is on top of Mrs K and is licking and sucking her nipples, erect on their perfect orbs of brown flesh. I know that Mrs Topsy’s pussy will be sopping wet and I have a thrilling vision of her juices mingling with Mrs K’s as they grind together in front of us. Standing next to me, Mr J is entranced also. A loud crack brings us both round – Mrs K slaps Mrs Topsy hard on her arse, and the surprise of it brings an involuntary squeal and a squirm with the pleasure of the pain. Breathtaking. The girls look over at us – they demand we join them. Mr J and I don’t need a second invitation. We both climb onto the bed and kiss our wives deeply. Mrs Topsy looks deep into my eyes and says she wants to see me go down on Mrs K. I turn around and kneel over her. Her eyes lock onto mine and we kiss hard. I can feel her tongue on the back of my throat as her fingers grasp my hair roughly, pulling me towards her. She pushes me backwards and raises herself up so we’re both kneeling and my lips close around her gorgeous nipples. I suck them; carefully, but hard. I feel her inhale and she lies back, arches her back and thrusts her slim hips into the air, presenting me with her beautiful, trimmed sex. I bury my tongue into its musk and my nose presses hard on her clit. She moans loudly. I caress the shape of her bum with my hands and let my fingers wander over the small of her back, then back up over onto her flat belly and back to her breasts. She is rubbing her pussy up and down on my tongue, the taste intoxicating, the hot flesh soft on my face like velvet. Once more, she raises herself up like a gymnast, and pushes me roughly onto my back. She immediately climbs on top of me, murmuring “I need to fuck your tongue”. I love that she says “need”; as if she has no choice but to submit to the yearnings of her body. She straddles my face and lowers her dripping pussy back onto my grateful mouth. I grasp her thighs and moan with pleasure as she leans back and grabs my cock tightly in her hand. Her leaning back pushes her pussy even harder onto my tongue and she rides me hard. I can hear her moans, muffled as she clamps her thighs tightly around my ears. I think I hear her breathlessly say something to Mrs Topsy, but it’s lost in the urgency of our embrace. I feel her climax pulsing through her body and she eases herself off me, pussy tender as a million nerve endings sing their symphony. I sit up on the bed to see Mr J going down on Mrs Topsy, her back arched against the bed, thrusting herself onto him. It’s a thrilling sight. They disengage and I kiss Mrs Topsy. I spin her around, so she’s facing Mrs K. Mrs Topsy’s gorgeous arse and her dripping pussy, looking flushed after the attention given to it by Mr J, is so inviting. I slide my rock hard cock into her and I see Mr J do the same to his wife. They kiss and interlock their fingers tightly. It’s a beautiful sight that I’ve seen many times before in porn; two girls kissing each other whilst they each get a good seeing to, but it’s so much more erotic to see it play out right in front of me. We both start gently and the girls can kiss quite easily. As the minutes pass, though, we both become more urgent and the room is filled with the sound of thighs slapping against flesh and the animal noises of fucking. In the end, we’re all fucking so hard that the girls can no longer hold any kind of meaningful kiss, so they simply lean into each others shoulders, tongues flicking out over the others neck every now and then, and still holding their fingers intertwined; knuckles white, like they were hanging on for dear life. I feel Mrs Topsy orgasm hard against me and it pushes me over the edge – I flood into Mrs Topsy, gripping her hips and pulling her towards me as hard as I can; I can feel my cum filling her and spilling out as I pull out of her, breathless and sweaty. She slumps face down on the bed. Mr J is still going. He flips Mrs K onto her back and she pulls her legs over his shoulders and he enters her deeply. She pulls his arse into her, painted fingernails digging into his flesh as she demands more. She gets it. He pounds her for another couple of minutes, whilst Mrs Topsy and I watch on, her moans becoming more guttural as she reaches a throbbing climax. She comes hard over his cock and he fills her with his thick, white seed. For a few seconds, they lie together, twitching with pleasure, before collapsing in a heap. We lie there for probably half a minute before anybody speaks. I can still feel my cum trickling down Mrs Topsy’s thigh onto mine. When we do speak, it is smiles and giggles. I am in awe of ourselves. Mr J and I comment to each other that we were both surprised that we managed such a performance in front of a whole room full of people. The girls had clean forgotten about them… We all agree that this was to be just a starter of what would come later. I feel Mrs Topsy squeeze my hand hard, and I kiss her. It’s a kiss unlike any other kiss I’ve given – it’s simultaneously horny, tender and loving and excited. I like it. I want more. I know that she wants more. Thank god the night is still young… We get dressed and take another tour around the rooms. The girls are both keen to visit the dungeon. Neither professes a particular interest in S&M, but their curiosity is now piqued. Inside the dark, cool room, a couple of men are being massaged by busty women in underwear. The atmosphere is friendly and relaxed, which surprises me a little. The girls talk to one of the staff members, a large friendly man with a Mohican. They ask him about whipping. He invites them to try it, and reaches for a cat o’ nine tails. Mrs K bends over the bench, presenting her peachy arse to him. He rides her panties up into her arse, revealing more brown skin, and gently spanks her with the whip. We are all giggling naughtily at the sight. Mrs Topsy crouches down in front of her, holds her hands and kisses her. The man invites me to try. I take the whip and bring it down on her offered backside. Far too gently. So I try again, gradually increasing the strokes and interspersing it with trailing the leather tassels over her back and between her legs. Soon, her arse begins to flush with the strokes. She swaps with Mrs Topsy. Mr J steps up and whips her. I gently caress her back whilst Mr J administers the punishment, slowly getting harder. Mrs Topsy enjoys the experience – it’s not something we’ve ever done before. Whilst I’m watching Mrs Topsy bent face down over the bench with Mr J spanking her, Mrs K puts her arm on my shoulder and kisses my neck, seductively. My hand reaches for her, presumably, whip hot rear and I squeeze it gently. We kiss briefly, before returning our attention to our partners in front of us. Mrs Topsy shudders deliciously as the tip of the whip gently lands on her naked pussy lips, visible through her lacy crotchless pants. Now it’s the boys’ turn. Mrs K and Mrs Topsy return the favour to us and I find the sharp, stinging pain not a turn on as such, but nevertheless enjoy the release of adrenalin that accompanies the acute pain. It’s certainly not unpleasant… Finally, Mrs Topsy brandishes the Cat o’ Nine behind the prostrate Mr J. She flogs him with increasing intensity. She is quite a sight, stood there in her 6 inch patent leather stilettos and small black dress. I suddenly have a wish that they allowed cameras in these kind of places… Our S&M curiosity sated and sexual fever rising again, we head out of the dungeon, grab another drink at the bar, and head upstairs to another play room. The room has a large four poster double bed and a swing dangling from the ceiling in the corner. Mrs Topsy sits down in the swing immediately and Mrs K kneels down between her legs. But it’s not a great swing – Mrs K complains that she can’t reach the bits of Mrs Topsy she urgently needs to reach… So she orders Mrs Topsy onto the bed. Mrs Topsy climbs out of the swing and they collapse on top of each other once more, urgently tugging each others’ lingerie off and tossing it aside with abandon. Mr J and I stand by the side of the bed, watching eagerly. Very quickly, the room becomes crowded. Men are gathered around all three sides of the bed, openly masturbating. Mrs K has pushed Mrs Topsy onto her back and is devouring her sopping pussy. Mrs Topsy is squeezing her nipples and moaning, pulling Mrs K’s head towards her whilst thrusting her hips forward, trying to close the already non-existent distance between Mrs K’s eager, snake-like tongue and the hot, slick, sweet taste of the flower between her legs. She gasps, and I can tell from her tone that she is close already. As if sensing this, Mrs K raises her pert arse in my direction and says “I need you to lick me”. I oblige and gently bury my tongue deep into her from behind. “Put your cock in Mrs Topsy’s mouth”, I hear her command. Mr J climbs onto the bed and I see Mrs Topsy grasp it firmly and wrap her full lips around it, gently massaging its shaft with her hand and sucking hard. Mr J closes his eyes and turns his head skyward. I come up for breath and slide a finger deep inside Mrs K. She pushes back on it whilst I use my other hand to caress her back and rub the inside of Mrs Topsy’s thighs. Mr J looks on as I see Mrs Topsy swirl her tongue around the top of his shaft. There is a lot of groaning from us all. Mr J pulls his rock hard cock out of Mrs Topsy’s mouth and pulls her under him, her legs raised and feeds his length into her. It’s the first time I’ve seen Mrs Topsy do this with someone else and my heart rate increases palpably. I see her arch her back against him as he starts gently and slides in and out of her; a small, but welcome courtesy. I am thrilled to hear Mrs Topsy’s moans of pleasure. Mrs K asks that I fuck her now. But, despite the beautiful, writhing bodies in front of me, I am put off by the close proximity of the masturbating strangers surrounding the bed. They are right in my eye line and as a result, I’m somehow not very hard. No matter – we carry on sucking, licking and kissing each other for a while. Mr J and Mrs Topsy have now switched positions and he is pounding her from behind. It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. She has her hands behind her back and he is using them as a lever to get as deep as he can. Mrs K kisses her and I see Mrs Topsy shudder to climax as she is impaled on his shaft. Mr J pulls his still hard cock out of Mrs Topsy and moves across to his wife. He enters her as her legs are high up over his shoulders. I move across and kiss Mrs Topsy. She is still eager for more and we lie there watching the other two lose themselves in each other. My fingers are deep inside Mrs Topsy’s hot, sopping pussy and she is getting frantic again very quickly. Mrs K’s hand grasps Mrs Topsy’s boobs, squeezing their bullet like nipples. I am furiously fucking her with four of my fingers and with a cry, Mrs Topsy is bucking hard and her pussy literally explodes over me. The juice soaks the sheets and I can feel her involuntarily spasm. Mr J has filled Mrs K at the same time. Once more, we collapse on the bed and the room empties. On dressing, we find that the club is now shut. We head up to our room and the enclosed space feels instantly more intimate and relaxed. The girls gleefully get out some toys they’ve brought with them – Mrs K a remote controlled vibrating egg, Mrs Topsy another remote controlled clit stimulator and a large, curved vibrator. Already naked, they lie down on the small double bed and take pleasure in applying the devices on the sensitive parts of each other. Mr J and I watch on, sipping coffee. Despite the many orgasms the girls have enjoyed that night already, they are soon ready for more. This time, it is Mrs Topsy who takes control. She lies on top of Mrs K, dominating her, holding her arms down over her head whilst she drinks in her body. She starts by kissing her hard on the mouth. I can see their tongues wrestling urgently with each other and little whimpers of pleasure escaping from them both. She slowly works down to her neck, and Mrs K’s pleasure at this is obvious – an involuntary intake of breath pushes her breasts up towards Mrs Topsy and she greedily devours them, one by one, her tongue alternating between swirling around the nipple and then taking the whole and sucking hard. Mrs K’s hands are taking turns between fondling Mrs Topsy’s boobs and squeezing her gorgeous arse. Their nipples touch and I feel a jolt of excitement as I know this is one of Mrs Topsy’s favourite things. I can see her respond to the feeling of her full, erect nipples rubbing against the hard points of Mrs K’s. I start to stroke my now very hard cock. Across the room, I can see Mr J doing the same. Mrs Topsy pulls Mrs K’s leg up over her leg, so their glistening pussies are pressed together, and starts to grind against her. The effect on both girls is immediate. There is no slow start to this. They both grind hard against each other, moaning and sighing loudly. I imagine their juices mingling as their glistening lips rub against the other, clits on fire. I murmur something like “This is fucking amazing” and Mr J agrees. We take some pictures and film, as the girls lose themselves in each other completely. Both seem to have come hard already, but they don’t stop. They just continue to fuck each other as hard as they can. They are screaming in pleasure. The wild, feverish scene is so erotic, Mr J and I can contain ourselves no longer. We climb onto the bed and enter our wives – Mr J on top with her on her back, and me fucking Mrs Topsy from behind. I can’t believe how wet she is. I can feel her juices cascading down over my cock and balls, and even running down my thigh. Mrs K’s leg is on my shoulder and I kiss her smooth skin. Looking down, I catch her eye as I bury myself in Mrs Topsy’s tight pussy. Her mouth is open and she is whimpering with every thrust from Mr J. I look down at the erotic sight of Mrs Topsy thrusting back onto me, my cock slick with her juices. I squeeze her arse and I see her arse pucker with the excitement and I push my finger hard against it. Not into it – just hard pressure against it – and, once more, she comes with a shudder. As do I. I pull her hips towards me as hard as I can, a grunt of carnal abandon coming from nowhere, and I flood her with what feels like biblical amounts of cum. I don’t pull out for a while. We watch him and her finish in similarly spectacular style and the girls look at each other and giggle like naughty school girls. When I do pull out, it’s like uncorking a bottle and I’m treated to the beautiful sight of my wife’s pussy dripping with a mixture of her own juices and my semen. I kiss her again, with that same unusual kiss that had shocked me first time round. This time, however, it doesn’t shock me and feels like an old friend… It’s now 04:00 and fatigue has finally caught up with us. We fall asleep – the girls cuddling together on the small double bed, the boys crashing on the floor. We don’t sleep long. Mr J and I are woken at about 06:30 by Mrs K, who wants us to get on the bed with them. They have been kissing and cuddling lazily for a while and we lie down, spooning our wives as they gently kiss each other’s lips. I reach down between Mrs Topsy’s legs, and it’s apparent immediately that this must have been going on for some time already… I slide my fingers inside her and she pushes back against me. I’m gently biting her shoulder and I feel Mrs K reach over and squeeze my back, pulling our foursome even closer together. The morning heat is radiating from our closely packed bodies. The girls are both sighing sleepily, the blissful pleasure of lazy play covering them like a warm blanket. As their breasts touch and thighs intertwine ever more tightly, however, their sleepy haze lifts and they regain the lusty, seductive twinkle in their eyes. Before I know it, they are kissing passionately again, Mrs Topsy once more taking the initiative and riding her as she had last night. In the morning calm, the sounds of pleasure seem even more intense and the girls quickly climax against each other. Mrs K says that she wants Mr J inside her whilst she straddles him, reverse cowgirl. She tells Mrs Topsy that she wants her on top of her whilst this is happening. Mr J obliges and she is riding his thick, hard cock once more. Mrs Topsy is now on top and kissing Mrs K again. I position myself behind Mrs Topsy intending to fuck her from behind, but the stack of bodies is just too tall and I literally can’t reach. Rather than spoil this sexy human fuck pyramid for the others, I begin to lick and finger Mrs Topsy from behind instead. I can feel multiple limbs rubbing against me on the small bed and it all adds to the thrill. We enjoy this for a few minutes, before the gymnastic effort gets the better of us and we separate. Mrs Topsy pushes me down onto my back and slides back deep onto my now throbbing manhood. Mr and Mrs K climb down off the bed onto the floor. I can’t see what they’re doing, but from the noises of satisfaction coming from Mrs K, whatever he’s doing, he’s doing it well… Mrs Topsy rides me for a while and I devour her breasts, juddering in front of my tongue, and as she leans back and pushes against me I can tell that I am close. I hold off – I want to savour this for as long as possible. I tell her as much, so she climbs off and pushes me back once more, moving her sopping pussy up my chest and lowers it tenderly onto my mouth. I eat her hungrily, and push my finger inside her too, my other hand reaching up and squeezing her nipple hard. Mrs Topsy lets herself go. Her tempo increases. At that moment, I feel a warm mouth close around my shaft and begin to suck hard. It feels amazing. I can feel my wife really begin to lose control and I’m pinned tightly between her thighs and she uses both my tongue, finger and every contour of my face to satisfy her desire. At one point, I think she’s bucking so hard she might break my finger… Meanwhile, Mrs K is still sucking hard on my cock and it’s thrilling, not being able to see or even use my hands. I can feel my orgasm rising quickly and before I can even warn her, I’ve filled Mrs K’s mouth with my hot cum. At that moment, Mrs Topsy has also ridden herself to an enormous orgasm – she pulls upwards slightly, shudders powerfully and showers my face and chest with her gloriously fragrant juices. I lie there, totally spent, covered in sex and sweat and gaze at the others. We are all grinning like Cheshire cats. It’s time to part company with each other, hopefully until next time. Mrs Topsy and I talk a lot about the night on the way home, and for several days afterwards. We agree, it was a beautiful experience and we are so grateful that we shared such an intimate experience with each other and with Mr J and Mrs K, who were the friendliest, most easy-going couple we could have hoped to meet. That night, we reminisce and fuck again with wild abandon; saddle sore yet eager for more. We know that we’d definitely like to stay in touch and meet them again; and that we’ll maybe look to push ourselves and go even deeper next time… Thanks for an unforgettable experience. You know who you are. xx