The streets were nearly empty as I drove downtown. There was lots of street parking in the nearly deserted, industrial area so I pulled over to the curb and walked two blocks to the after-hours club. I opened the door to the small vestibule, showed my ID, and paid the $20. admission fee. The buzzer jolted loudly as I walked inside. There, on the other side of the door, a sea of high-energy thrill seekers were gyrating to the deafening sound of bass blasting away on the sound system. A shirtless, muscled, twenty something DJ rocked from side to side as he spun his tunes from high in the sound booth.
Hundreds of people were on the dance floor and the crowd was mixed. Men dancing with men, men dancing with women, and a few women dancing with other feminine women. I saddled up to the bar, ordered a Corona, and surveyed the crowd. This was the club. This was the place. The sexual energy was palpable. On the opposite end of the massive floor, away from the bar, the restrooms were on the far left. On the far right was an entryway. It was an opening with no door on it. Men were making their way back there. Quite a few went in but I didn't see anybody coming out. It was exciting and a little scary at the same time. Instictively, I know it was the passageway for play. Hot, intimate, anonymous play. I was fascinated by the men who stepped inside that dark room. Many went in, only a few came out.
After a few more Coronas and a shot of taquila, I got more curious and more horny. I stepped inside. There were a few tiny, dimly lit lights, red, but the room was dark. I could sense that the action was in the very back. Moans, slurping sounds, sexual energy was everywhere. I propped against the wall in the front, close to the corner farthest away from the entry way. When my eyes adjusted I saw two figures standing about six feet away. One figure was tall and the other was much shorter. They inched closer and I realized it was a man, about six feet tall, wearing jeans and a white muscle shirt. His companion was a woman, about five feet five, with a white halter top, flowing pleated skirt, and open toed heels.
I inched closer to them and they did the same. Eventually, they were both in front of me only inches away. The girl placed her hand on my crotch. I sprang into full salute in seconds. The man unbuttoned my flannel shirt and took it off. I lowered my jeans, my dick hard as a rock. This was the real deal and these two were ready to play. He pulled his white, muscle shirt off, unbuckled his belt, and pulled out his impressive manhood. He then pulled his girlfriend's top off. Surprisingly, she was wearing a bra. He unhooked it with expertise and it dropped to the floor. She had beautiful, natural tits, not real big, but perfectly shaped. He took my hand and placed it on her crotch. Fuck, it was nice. She was swelling up, getting wider. She had big pussy lips. Her cunt felt so good in my hand. She was moist. I explored her lips and began to finger her pussy. One finger, then two. With my other hand I messaged her clit. He slipped her skirt off and his jeans fell to his ankles. He sucked her tits while I played with her pussy. I stopped for a minute to take my jeans off. There I was naked except for my shoes. There she was naked except for her heels and there he was shirtless with his jeans around his ankles. They both had hot bodies. They both were horny. They both wanted a stranger.
He leaned in and placed his mouth close to my face. " Fuck her," he said. "Fuck her wet pussy". Then he put my hard, cut cock in his hand. "Fuck her ..... she wants your hot cock" He then took her hand and put his cock in it. She had one hand on his cock and one on mine. I slowly guided my raging hard dick to her pink, soft pussy. I entered her .... my dick going in deeper and deeper. My cock was in her pussy, all the way in. Her cunt was warm and getting warmer. Damn, she felt good. Warm, soft, her pussy walks sort of clinging but not clinging exactly. She grabbed my ass and rode my hard dick standing up. All three of us were on fire.
The well chilled, well hung man got down on his knees. His head was an inch from my cock and her pussy. He watched. He watched up-close. I could hear him breathing. He started to moan. His hand reached for her clit. It was in my way but what the hell, I was fucking his girl. He breathed even harder and she moaned and moaned. She spoke for the first time. "Cum inside me. I want your cum so bad." I was getting close. I thought to myself, "don't cum yet" but it felt so good and I wanted to dump my seed in this eager, hot girl. This girl, I didn't even know her name. I felt myself getting closer and closer. My seed had made its way out of my balls. It was on the move. She moaned louder and louder. I fucked harder and harder until I shot my huge load deep inside her pussy. Splash, sploop, whoosh. Seven fucking ropes in her cunt. Seven. I felt her contract. She was cumming too. I pulled her close and stuck my tongue down her throat. I didn't even try to engage in hot kissing, I wanted my tongue down her throat. I wanted to taste her mouth, feel her mouth, feel her breath.
I pulled my wet hard dick out of her drenched pussy. Her boyfriend stepped on my toes, literally, as he positioned himself in front of her where I was standing. He cupped her cunt in his hand and dug my thick massive load out of her. His hand was drenched in my cum and her juices. He put his hand up to her mouth and she feasted on the sexual liquids. She licked his fingers one by one, then lapped up the rest from his palm. It was hot to see how much she loved my cum. With one powerful swoop, he was balls deep in her pussy. He fucked her used, loose snatch hard and fast. His muscled, masculine ass moved back and forth as he stood fucking his girl in the dark room. He said something like take my fuckin load now" and groaned. He was shooting his load in her cunt.
He pulled out, picked up her skirt and halter. They dressed quickly. Neither one of them said goodbye. They just left. I reached for my jeans, pulled them on, then reached for my shirt. Where was it? Oh, there it is. I picked it up and put it on. Wait, this isn't mine ..... I slipped into my new white muscle shirt, his scent on my back and her scent on my cock. I went home but didn't take a shower. I wanted to smell both of them in the morning.
Hundreds of people were on the dance floor and the crowd was mixed. Men dancing with men, men dancing with women, and a few women dancing with other feminine women. I saddled up to the bar, ordered a Corona, and surveyed the crowd. This was the club. This was the place. The sexual energy was palpable. On the opposite end of the massive floor, away from the bar, the restrooms were on the far left. On the far right was an entryway. It was an opening with no door on it. Men were making their way back there. Quite a few went in but I didn't see anybody coming out. It was exciting and a little scary at the same time. Instictively, I know it was the passageway for play. Hot, intimate, anonymous play. I was fascinated by the men who stepped inside that dark room. Many went in, only a few came out.
After a few more Coronas and a shot of taquila, I got more curious and more horny. I stepped inside. There were a few tiny, dimly lit lights, red, but the room was dark. I could sense that the action was in the very back. Moans, slurping sounds, sexual energy was everywhere. I propped against the wall in the front, close to the corner farthest away from the entry way. When my eyes adjusted I saw two figures standing about six feet away. One figure was tall and the other was much shorter. They inched closer and I realized it was a man, about six feet tall, wearing jeans and a white muscle shirt. His companion was a woman, about five feet five, with a white halter top, flowing pleated skirt, and open toed heels.
I inched closer to them and they did the same. Eventually, they were both in front of me only inches away. The girl placed her hand on my crotch. I sprang into full salute in seconds. The man unbuttoned my flannel shirt and took it off. I lowered my jeans, my dick hard as a rock. This was the real deal and these two were ready to play. He pulled his white, muscle shirt off, unbuckled his belt, and pulled out his impressive manhood. He then pulled his girlfriend's top off. Surprisingly, she was wearing a bra. He unhooked it with expertise and it dropped to the floor. She had beautiful, natural tits, not real big, but perfectly shaped. He took my hand and placed it on her crotch. Fuck, it was nice. She was swelling up, getting wider. She had big pussy lips. Her cunt felt so good in my hand. She was moist. I explored her lips and began to finger her pussy. One finger, then two. With my other hand I messaged her clit. He slipped her skirt off and his jeans fell to his ankles. He sucked her tits while I played with her pussy. I stopped for a minute to take my jeans off. There I was naked except for my shoes. There she was naked except for her heels and there he was shirtless with his jeans around his ankles. They both had hot bodies. They both were horny. They both wanted a stranger.
He leaned in and placed his mouth close to my face. " Fuck her," he said. "Fuck her wet pussy". Then he put my hard, cut cock in his hand. "Fuck her ..... she wants your hot cock" He then took her hand and put his cock in it. She had one hand on his cock and one on mine. I slowly guided my raging hard dick to her pink, soft pussy. I entered her .... my dick going in deeper and deeper. My cock was in her pussy, all the way in. Her cunt was warm and getting warmer. Damn, she felt good. Warm, soft, her pussy walks sort of clinging but not clinging exactly. She grabbed my ass and rode my hard dick standing up. All three of us were on fire.
The well chilled, well hung man got down on his knees. His head was an inch from my cock and her pussy. He watched. He watched up-close. I could hear him breathing. He started to moan. His hand reached for her clit. It was in my way but what the hell, I was fucking his girl. He breathed even harder and she moaned and moaned. She spoke for the first time. "Cum inside me. I want your cum so bad." I was getting close. I thought to myself, "don't cum yet" but it felt so good and I wanted to dump my seed in this eager, hot girl. This girl, I didn't even know her name. I felt myself getting closer and closer. My seed had made its way out of my balls. It was on the move. She moaned louder and louder. I fucked harder and harder until I shot my huge load deep inside her pussy. Splash, sploop, whoosh. Seven fucking ropes in her cunt. Seven. I felt her contract. She was cumming too. I pulled her close and stuck my tongue down her throat. I didn't even try to engage in hot kissing, I wanted my tongue down her throat. I wanted to taste her mouth, feel her mouth, feel her breath.
I pulled my wet hard dick out of her drenched pussy. Her boyfriend stepped on my toes, literally, as he positioned himself in front of her where I was standing. He cupped her cunt in his hand and dug my thick massive load out of her. His hand was drenched in my cum and her juices. He put his hand up to her mouth and she feasted on the sexual liquids. She licked his fingers one by one, then lapped up the rest from his palm. It was hot to see how much she loved my cum. With one powerful swoop, he was balls deep in her pussy. He fucked her used, loose snatch hard and fast. His muscled, masculine ass moved back and forth as he stood fucking his girl in the dark room. He said something like take my fuckin load now" and groaned. He was shooting his load in her cunt.
He pulled out, picked up her skirt and halter. They dressed quickly. Neither one of them said goodbye. They just left. I reached for my jeans, pulled them on, then reached for my shirt. Where was it? Oh, there it is. I picked it up and put it on. Wait, this isn't mine ..... I slipped into my new white muscle shirt, his scent on my back and her scent on my cock. I went home but didn't take a shower. I wanted to smell both of them in the morning.