I have not been able to wipe the smile off my face for two days now.  My husband and I went to a swingers club for the first time this weekend, and it was even better than imagined...

I have wanted to experience the wantonness of a sex club for a long time.  I often fantasize about what goes on... I picture lots of beautiful bodies coming together with plenty of touching and tongues and moans~ but I can never picture individual faces in these fantasies.  After weeks of visiting the yahoo group of the swinger's club, I finally worked up the nerve to ask my husband if we could go.  He agreed, but I knew he was only humoring me.  He doesn't like crowds and is quite reserved and modest- getting naked in public would not be for him.  But he agreed to take me and I thought I could have enough fun for both of us.

Getting ready was a lot of fun.  I paid particular attention to my shave in the bath, but at the last minute decided not to shave my pussy. I probably wouldn't be brave enough to really do anything so why bother.  I opted to wear the new lacy panties though- they were black, but no one would probably see them.  My skirt and blouse were of a sheer, sensual material that felt wonderful on my soft perfumed skin.  But the butterflies in my tummy were really starting to flutter! Soon my handsome husband was ready to go waiting for me at the door; it was time to quit stalling.  I decided it was too late to change my mind now, and why be nervous, if I was so sure nothing would happen at the club for us anyway...

We drove for an hour and turned into the parking lot of the non-descript building.  We entered into a small lobby with a fireplace and a gentleman sitting at the desk.  So far everything looked normal.  When we announced this as our first visit we were welcomed warmly, asked to sign in and then given a tour of the club~ we were shown the hot tubs, dance floor, snack bar, pool tables, movie room, several private rooms, a room with a cage and sex swing in it as well as a seating area for viewing the cage, and the "group bed room."  Wow, we were really there, where to start?

We started in the group room... a pretty woman lay on her back on one of the beds.  She wore a lace teddy and her breasts had escaped their covering.  Her knees were drawn up and a man thrust his hard cock in and out of her.  Another man stood next to the bed rubbing his cock waiting for his turn, and a third man kept count on the end of the bed.  As I watched real sex right in front of me for the first time, I was mesmerized.  I immediately felt a warmness between my legs.  This pretty blonde woman wanted as many men as she could get- she wanted to be fucked by 100 men that night.  I was asked if I was to be one of the fluffers to help get the men ready.  I said no as I slowly backed away from this surreal experience but the sounds of sex followed me.

We wandered through a few rooms and saw couples kissing and groping.  I wondered if we would ever have the nerve to touch each other in public and part of me just wanted to stand and stare at what I saw going on around me.  Some of the