Oh, What a Night!
Last Saturday night, being in the mood for some depraved carnality, I called one of my friends, Donnie, who I figured I could count on to go along with me. I told him what I had in mind and he was happy to accomodate me. We went down to North Beach for a late, light Italian dinner, then headed down to the bottom of Van Ness to the Power Exchange.
Something I've noticed each time I've gone to Power Exchange is that you don't see a lot of actual fucking. There are darkened hallways and private rooms people can go in and I guess that's where most of the fucking takes place, because you don't see much out in the more open public areas. And from my perspective that makes no sense. I can fuck in a private room or even in a "secret" part of a public place anytime I want. If I'm going to go to a place where I can publicly fuck, for god and everybody else to see, then I'm going to publicly fuck. So that's what Donnie and I did. I checked my long coat in the lobby, leaving me wearing just my high heels and a man's dress shirt, buttoned at the navel, with a silk scarf draped around my neck. Donnie checked his pants and underwear, leaving him wearing his tennis shoes and a long pull-over shirt that looked almost like a night shirt. It came down to about the bottom of his ass. It looked a little odd, actually, but it would work well for our purposes. Level 3, the level for couples and women, struck me as the place where there was the most open sex going on (at least of the floors we went to. My guess is there was more happening on the men's only floor). I suppose that would be a good place to go to have sex in public without being concerned about people watching. But again, why have sex in public if that's your concern. We went back down to the "mixed" club, where we could put on a show.
There's a room on that floor that has a low stage and a dancer's pole, in case anybody wants to perform. I didn't intend to dance, but we were going to put on a show. I unbuttoned my shirt and leaned against the stage, then Donnie and I just started making out; caressing and kissing each other. After a few minutes of this I sat on the stage, lay back, and spread my legs so Donnie could start eating me, which he enthusiastically did. Up until now there had been a few people gathered around us who would just occasionally glance at us to see what was going on. Now, though, a crowd gathered and openly watched us. Some got up on stage for a closer look. There was a guy kneeling near my shoulder, watching Donnie and quite visibly excited, as his cock rose out and up to one side of the club-provided loin cloth he was wearing. I shifted my weight so it was all on my left elbow and reached across my body and started stroking him. He moved, redirecting his attention to me now (what a smart boy), making it easier for me to stroke him. The club says they have a strict safe-sex policy, which I didn't want to test and I didn't want to pause long enough to take a rubber out of my shirt pocket, so I had to resist the strong urge to take him into my mouth. I did lick his balls, though, while continuing to stroke him, and soon he was cumming on my neck and chest, kind of a very messy pearl necklace. I rubbed his cum around on my throat and chest. I noticed that Donnie had stopped and I looked up to seen him looking at me. "Are you done up there," he asked? Yeah, I was. He asked for a rubber, which I gave him. I normally would have put it on him myself, but there were too many erect cocks within a couple feet of my head and the thought just didn't cross my mind. I was flat on my back with my legs wide apart, stroking one guy on each side of me, when I felt Donnie enter me. The guys I was stroking were apparently watching Donnie, because I felt them both get harder as soon as he started fucking me. I got them both to cum fairly quickly, taking both loads in my mouth this time. A couple other guys quickly moved into position to take their places, but my back was getting sore on the hard floor, so I sat up. I got down on the floor, faced the stage, and lifted one leg back up on the stage, allowing Donnie to re-enter me from the rear. As he fucked me hard I sprawled across the stage, groaning, gasping, and slapping the stage as he hit me deep. When he finally came I just lay there for a moment, catching my breath. After he pulled out I got on my knees and licked my juice off his cock, then removed the condom and emptied it in my mouth. I swallowed before standing to kiss him. After we kissed he had a goofy grin on his face. I asked him why and he told me my back and hair were covered with cum, that a couple of guys had jacked off on me while Donnie was fucking me. I started feeling my hair, then he told me that he was kidding. A couple of guys had been stroking themselves over me, but none of them had actually cum before Donnie and I finished up. He thought it would have been funny if they had, though.
I went to the bathroom to tidy up a little, then we wandered around the club for awhile, watching others and scouting out spots for Act II. There's one area with rows of benches in tiers in a semi-circle. I turned to Donnie and told him it was time. He said, "yeah? Are you ready?" I said, "yeah, let's do it." In the car on the way to the city, I'd told him that one of my fantasies, one that I wanted to act out tonight, was to be fucked by somebody that I never saw or spoke to. His job was to find somebody for me. He left me and I sat there, on the top tier of the little amphitheatre, watching the people down in from of me.
Donnie came back to me and removed the scarf from my neck, then tied it around my head, over my eyes, as a blindfold. He took my hand and told be to stand up, then slowly lead me. After a couple of minutes (yeah, I know, he should have done this part BEFORE blindfolding me) of leading me through the building he stopped me, put his hands on my shoulders to turn me, and told me to sit. I felt myself on what seemed to be a backless sofa (a divan?), then said "here he is." I felt some hands on my face, then shoulders, then my breasts. They seemed lighter than a man's touch. I reached out and felt the person's upper arm. It was smooth, hairless, and soft. The muscle tone was good, but the arms were thin. My hand slid along to the chest and my suspicions were confirmed. Donnie had brought be a woman. A lean woman, with large fake tits. Not what I had in mind, I'd expected a man, but I hadn't told him that. I'd only told him I wanted to fuck somebody I'd never seen. She leaned into me and kissed me on the mouth, then let her breasts touch my lips. As I licked them, searching for the nipples with my tongue, I felt something brush against my chest. I reached blindly for it and soon found what I thought I was looking for. It was a cock, hard, about 7 to 7 1/2 inches. About Donnie's size. Were they both making love to me? Had Donnie brought me a couple? Wasn't part of the plan, but that would be okay; the plan really hadn't been very well-developed. I didn't think that was it, though. I couldn't see how Donnie's, or anybody else's, dick could have been right there, on my chest, with this woman standing in front of me with her tits in my face. I slid my hand to the base of the cock, then along and over the belly and up to the chest. Yes! There they were, those big tits. Donnie had brought me a T-girl. I was going to get to live out two fantasies at once! Good boy, Donnie. I was going to have to come up with some reward for him.
I bent over and took her uncut cock in my mouth (okay, that doesn't read right, but what can I say?). I really like uncut cocks for oral. That foreskin is just one more thing for me to play with, another toy. It's kind of like a woman with large labia. A little extra something to suck on, to lightly bite. I caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples while I deep throated her. She started fucking my mouth, rocking her hips back and forth. As much as I was enjoying this and as much as I really wanted her to cum in my mouth, I wanted even more for her to fuck me. I took a rubber out of my pocket, fumbling just a little with the blindfold on as I opened it and rolled it out on her. I lay back and she entered me (I was completely wet and ready...I don't think I have ever been more eager to have somebody fuck me). I grabbed her tight ass, reaching with one finger for her ass hole as my left hand grasped her tit, pinching and rubbing her nipple. I couldn't quite get my mouth on her breast as I was lying under her, so I lay back to let her fuck away. When I laid back I found that Donnie's naked erect cock was above me, as he bounced it on my face. I licked his balls, then his shaft. He kneeled over me, with his knees against my shoulders, and I tongued his anus while the t-girl continued to fuck me. I moved my hand up from her breast, up her neck to her mouth and found, as I thought, I might, that she and Donnie were kissing. Oh my god, I almost wished that I could have been one of the people I was sure must be standing around watching this. Almost; I was really quite ecstatic to be in the middle of it.
I started stroking Donnie, trying to bring him to cum. As I felt him get harder in my hand and start thrusting along with my stroke I knew he was getting close. I pushed on his belly with my free hand, so he'd back up a little bit. With his balls resting on my forehead he took over, stroking himself until he came in my mouth. As he did so, the t-girl picked up her pace and pushed deeper within me. Her breath became uneven and she started groaning as she came inside me. When she was done thrusting she lay down on me, her sweat mixing with mine. I grasped her neck and brought her mouth to mine. When her lips opened up on mine I forced as much of Donnie's cum as I could into her mouth, then swallowed what remained in my mouth. She rose up off of me and I could tell that she was kissing Donnie again, probably passing his cum back to his mouth. I was hoping he would give it back to me, but when he bent over to kiss me, his mouth, though tasting cummy, was empty. I lay there for a moment, catching my breath, feeling sweaty and quite thoroughly and happily fucked. After a minute or so, Donnie removed the blind fold. There was no sign of the t-girl. He helped me sit up, then sat next to me, with his arm around me. After a couple of minutes he asked me if I'd had enough. I had, so we got up and headed toward the entrance to retrieve our clothes. I hoped, as we were leaving, to catch sight of my mystery lover, but I didn't spot anybody who seemed as if it might have been her. As we were walking back to the car Donnie described her to me. About 5'8", medium black, possibly partly hispanic, thin. Very pretty. At first he though she was just a very sexy woman and was going to hit on her for himself. When he discovered she was a t-girl, he knew he'd found just the person for me. Oh man, was he ever right.
I slept on the drive back to Santa Rosa. Though it was late, close to 3:00, he came into the house and he gave me a slow fuck in the ass, the one thing in me that hadn't been satisfied at the club. I fell asleep shortly after he finished, then had the most wonderful dreams. I couldn't have been asleep too long when Kayla got home, but Donnie was gone. I cuddled up next to her and went back to sleep, resuming my dreams.
Something I've noticed each time I've gone to Power Exchange is that you don't see a lot of actual fucking. There are darkened hallways and private rooms people can go in and I guess that's where most of the fucking takes place, because you don't see much out in the more open public areas. And from my perspective that makes no sense. I can fuck in a private room or even in a "secret" part of a public place anytime I want. If I'm going to go to a place where I can publicly fuck, for god and everybody else to see, then I'm going to publicly fuck. So that's what Donnie and I did. I checked my long coat in the lobby, leaving me wearing just my high heels and a man's dress shirt, buttoned at the navel, with a silk scarf draped around my neck. Donnie checked his pants and underwear, leaving him wearing his tennis shoes and a long pull-over shirt that looked almost like a night shirt. It came down to about the bottom of his ass. It looked a little odd, actually, but it would work well for our purposes. Level 3, the level for couples and women, struck me as the place where there was the most open sex going on (at least of the floors we went to. My guess is there was more happening on the men's only floor). I suppose that would be a good place to go to have sex in public without being concerned about people watching. But again, why have sex in public if that's your concern. We went back down to the "mixed" club, where we could put on a show.
There's a room on that floor that has a low stage and a dancer's pole, in case anybody wants to perform. I didn't intend to dance, but we were going to put on a show. I unbuttoned my shirt and leaned against the stage, then Donnie and I just started making out; caressing and kissing each other. After a few minutes of this I sat on the stage, lay back, and spread my legs so Donnie could start eating me, which he enthusiastically did. Up until now there had been a few people gathered around us who would just occasionally glance at us to see what was going on. Now, though, a crowd gathered and openly watched us. Some got up on stage for a closer look. There was a guy kneeling near my shoulder, watching Donnie and quite visibly excited, as his cock rose out and up to one side of the club-provided loin cloth he was wearing. I shifted my weight so it was all on my left elbow and reached across my body and started stroking him. He moved, redirecting his attention to me now (what a smart boy), making it easier for me to stroke him. The club says they have a strict safe-sex policy, which I didn't want to test and I didn't want to pause long enough to take a rubber out of my shirt pocket, so I had to resist the strong urge to take him into my mouth. I did lick his balls, though, while continuing to stroke him, and soon he was cumming on my neck and chest, kind of a very messy pearl necklace. I rubbed his cum around on my throat and chest. I noticed that Donnie had stopped and I looked up to seen him looking at me. "Are you done up there," he asked? Yeah, I was. He asked for a rubber, which I gave him. I normally would have put it on him myself, but there were too many erect cocks within a couple feet of my head and the thought just didn't cross my mind. I was flat on my back with my legs wide apart, stroking one guy on each side of me, when I felt Donnie enter me. The guys I was stroking were apparently watching Donnie, because I felt them both get harder as soon as he started fucking me. I got them both to cum fairly quickly, taking both loads in my mouth this time. A couple other guys quickly moved into position to take their places, but my back was getting sore on the hard floor, so I sat up. I got down on the floor, faced the stage, and lifted one leg back up on the stage, allowing Donnie to re-enter me from the rear. As he fucked me hard I sprawled across the stage, groaning, gasping, and slapping the stage as he hit me deep. When he finally came I just lay there for a moment, catching my breath. After he pulled out I got on my knees and licked my juice off his cock, then removed the condom and emptied it in my mouth. I swallowed before standing to kiss him. After we kissed he had a goofy grin on his face. I asked him why and he told me my back and hair were covered with cum, that a couple of guys had jacked off on me while Donnie was fucking me. I started feeling my hair, then he told me that he was kidding. A couple of guys had been stroking themselves over me, but none of them had actually cum before Donnie and I finished up. He thought it would have been funny if they had, though.
I went to the bathroom to tidy up a little, then we wandered around the club for awhile, watching others and scouting out spots for Act II. There's one area with rows of benches in tiers in a semi-circle. I turned to Donnie and told him it was time. He said, "yeah? Are you ready?" I said, "yeah, let's do it." In the car on the way to the city, I'd told him that one of my fantasies, one that I wanted to act out tonight, was to be fucked by somebody that I never saw or spoke to. His job was to find somebody for me. He left me and I sat there, on the top tier of the little amphitheatre, watching the people down in from of me.
Donnie came back to me and removed the scarf from my neck, then tied it around my head, over my eyes, as a blindfold. He took my hand and told be to stand up, then slowly lead me. After a couple of minutes (yeah, I know, he should have done this part BEFORE blindfolding me) of leading me through the building he stopped me, put his hands on my shoulders to turn me, and told me to sit. I felt myself on what seemed to be a backless sofa (a divan?), then said "here he is." I felt some hands on my face, then shoulders, then my breasts. They seemed lighter than a man's touch. I reached out and felt the person's upper arm. It was smooth, hairless, and soft. The muscle tone was good, but the arms were thin. My hand slid along to the chest and my suspicions were confirmed. Donnie had brought be a woman. A lean woman, with large fake tits. Not what I had in mind, I'd expected a man, but I hadn't told him that. I'd only told him I wanted to fuck somebody I'd never seen. She leaned into me and kissed me on the mouth, then let her breasts touch my lips. As I licked them, searching for the nipples with my tongue, I felt something brush against my chest. I reached blindly for it and soon found what I thought I was looking for. It was a cock, hard, about 7 to 7 1/2 inches. About Donnie's size. Were they both making love to me? Had Donnie brought me a couple? Wasn't part of the plan, but that would be okay; the plan really hadn't been very well-developed. I didn't think that was it, though. I couldn't see how Donnie's, or anybody else's, dick could have been right there, on my chest, with this woman standing in front of me with her tits in my face. I slid my hand to the base of the cock, then along and over the belly and up to the chest. Yes! There they were, those big tits. Donnie had brought me a T-girl. I was going to get to live out two fantasies at once! Good boy, Donnie. I was going to have to come up with some reward for him.
I bent over and took her uncut cock in my mouth (okay, that doesn't read right, but what can I say?). I really like uncut cocks for oral. That foreskin is just one more thing for me to play with, another toy. It's kind of like a woman with large labia. A little extra something to suck on, to lightly bite. I caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples while I deep throated her. She started fucking my mouth, rocking her hips back and forth. As much as I was enjoying this and as much as I really wanted her to cum in my mouth, I wanted even more for her to fuck me. I took a rubber out of my pocket, fumbling just a little with the blindfold on as I opened it and rolled it out on her. I lay back and she entered me (I was completely wet and ready...I don't think I have ever been more eager to have somebody fuck me). I grabbed her tight ass, reaching with one finger for her ass hole as my left hand grasped her tit, pinching and rubbing her nipple. I couldn't quite get my mouth on her breast as I was lying under her, so I lay back to let her fuck away. When I laid back I found that Donnie's naked erect cock was above me, as he bounced it on my face. I licked his balls, then his shaft. He kneeled over me, with his knees against my shoulders, and I tongued his anus while the t-girl continued to fuck me. I moved my hand up from her breast, up her neck to her mouth and found, as I thought, I might, that she and Donnie were kissing. Oh my god, I almost wished that I could have been one of the people I was sure must be standing around watching this. Almost; I was really quite ecstatic to be in the middle of it.
I started stroking Donnie, trying to bring him to cum. As I felt him get harder in my hand and start thrusting along with my stroke I knew he was getting close. I pushed on his belly with my free hand, so he'd back up a little bit. With his balls resting on my forehead he took over, stroking himself until he came in my mouth. As he did so, the t-girl picked up her pace and pushed deeper within me. Her breath became uneven and she started groaning as she came inside me. When she was done thrusting she lay down on me, her sweat mixing with mine. I grasped her neck and brought her mouth to mine. When her lips opened up on mine I forced as much of Donnie's cum as I could into her mouth, then swallowed what remained in my mouth. She rose up off of me and I could tell that she was kissing Donnie again, probably passing his cum back to his mouth. I was hoping he would give it back to me, but when he bent over to kiss me, his mouth, though tasting cummy, was empty. I lay there for a moment, catching my breath, feeling sweaty and quite thoroughly and happily fucked. After a minute or so, Donnie removed the blind fold. There was no sign of the t-girl. He helped me sit up, then sat next to me, with his arm around me. After a couple of minutes he asked me if I'd had enough. I had, so we got up and headed toward the entrance to retrieve our clothes. I hoped, as we were leaving, to catch sight of my mystery lover, but I didn't spot anybody who seemed as if it might have been her. As we were walking back to the car Donnie described her to me. About 5'8", medium black, possibly partly hispanic, thin. Very pretty. At first he though she was just a very sexy woman and was going to hit on her for himself. When he discovered she was a t-girl, he knew he'd found just the person for me. Oh man, was he ever right.
I slept on the drive back to Santa Rosa. Though it was late, close to 3:00, he came into the house and he gave me a slow fuck in the ass, the one thing in me that hadn't been satisfied at the club. I fell asleep shortly after he finished, then had the most wonderful dreams. I couldn't have been asleep too long when Kayla got home, but Donnie was gone. I cuddled up next to her and went back to sleep, resuming my dreams.
Labels: public sex, t-girl
posted by Thumper at 7:20 AM
1 Comments:
Oh My Goddess!!! Thanks for sharing yet another fabulous and naughty adventure... Public sex, T-girls, anal, cum-swapping... PERFECT.
Happy Holidays Lisa.
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