Swingers come from a variety of backgrounds, lifestyles and cultures. The swinging individual or couple will frequent sex parties and fuck clubs, but the goal is always to meet, mix and mingle. Without knowing who or what the outcome will be for that night. It has an element of chance, just like high stakes gambling does for the game player, but with a much more erotic self-interest. Being a swinger had always made Holly feel hot, so she took to it without inhibitions and especially loved roaming alone in search of a new swinging encounter or one night gang bang.
Holly entered a particular club with no sign out front, only a blue light signaling it was open for the club crowd and an after-hours party. She pulled off her blouse as she entered braless and tossed it into the trash walking inside. She waved at the doorman, who let her pass by watching her unzip her jeans, then exit from them in a smooth two stepping movement. Holly entered the fuck club wearing only thin red lace panties, knee high socks, red sneakers and her wedding ring. Whether or not she was married, the ring made things hotter with men and gave them a reason to feel guilty.
Once inside the dark strobe and black lighted dance floor, Holly made her way to the far side where couches held a private area and her panties dropped before walking the entire distance. As she entered the dark pit, she felt a pair of hands grab her arms from behind and suddenly she was face down in another seated man’s groin. He unbuckled his trousers and raised a hard python cock freely, then pulls her head by the hair to let himself enter her open mouth. Meanwhile, from behind her came a ready hard penetration that made her so wet that she squealed, “Oh fuck me.”
From behind she heard a deep voice respond, “Shut the fuck up and suck that cock…”
So, she did as instructed; sucked the hard cock bouncing in front of her face, while being pummeled in real time from behind. She felt like a cat or animal in heat, being ridden and raped without permission. Nobody knew her name or cared what it might be. She banged her body about, letting it flop in time with the sexual percussive motions. Being banged from both ends wasted no opportunities. She watched herself fuck in the walled mirrors, while several club goers stood in the shadows watching her fucking and sucking, until there came a first wave of orgasmic undercurrents. This built up and on top of the already high energy buzz that she had that night.
Holly stayed out until the dawn, when she finally left the club, she walked out naked, bruised and with no money. Her purse had been lost during the intercourse in the darkness. She hitch hiked her way home, giving the taxi driver that stopped for her an incredible blowjob, before calling her swingers evening a night.
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