Spicing Things Up A Night Out

George and Anne are a happily married couple, in their mid-thirties. Their sex life at home is satisfying. They have one son, Kevin, who is 10, and until recently spent one weekend a month at with his grandparents. Although George's parents could still take their Kevin over the weekend, Anne's mother had passed last year from a sudden stroke at the age of fifty-eight, leaving her father a widow and they did not want to put the pressure of watching his grandson alone on him. The reason for their son to stay weekends with their parents was that George and Anne had enjoyed going to swinger and sex clubs for the past 5 years, they were drawn the raw sexual energy on display.

George identifies as demisexual and needs an emotional connection with someone before he wants to have sex with them, however. Anne is open sexually and enjoys having sex with random strangers. George finds pleasure in watching and participate while his wife is fucking other people. George would occasionally meet someone at the clubs, but it took him several visits to really become comfortable enough to have sex with them. Anne was active in introducing him to various women hoping he would hit it off with someone. However, he mostly found satisfaction observing his wife's ecstasy as she fucked someone.

It had been about eight months since Anne's mother had passed, and the couple had decided to resume their visits to the clubs. As the weekend approached the passion between George and Anne skyrocketed. They were so turned on that they were having sex as often as possible, including one day while Kevin was getting ready for school. Finishing up as they heard the bathroom door opening, giving them just enough time to rearrange their clothes before he walked into the kitchen to catch them kissing. "Ew, gross" he said, as they just shared a knowing smile and sprayed a bit of Febreze in the air.

Both George and Anne had put in for a vacation day the Friday before the big weekend. George's parents agreed to pick Kevin up after school on Friday, and drop him at school Monday morning, so they had all weekend for their fun. Part of that fun started Friday morning as soon as Kevin was dropped off.

The couple had always enjoyed grooming each other in preparation for their club visits and today they intended to enjoy that act even more. They were so excited they could barely keep their hands off of each other but forced themselves to shower separately to avoid any mess or leakage while shaving. Anne lay a towel on the edge of the bed, lay down on top of it, and spread herself wide. Meanwhile, George was prepping the shaving gear the shaving gear he would need.

George approached the bed carrying a small tub of hot water, a washcloth, a beard trimmer, a shaving mug with brush, and a new sharp safety razor. Staring into his wife's pussy, he could not think of a time he had loved her more, he quickly licked her, eliciting a moan, before he got down to work. Using the beard trimmer, he slowly combed through her pubic hair, cutting it down to about a quarter inch. He then gave her mound a little pat and a rub, lingering for a second on her clitoris with his index finger. He placed the washcloth in the warm water used it to soften the stubble left over from the trimmer. Dipping the brush in the water lightly, he started working up some foam in the shaving mug and gently applying it to her groin. As he applied the foam, he followed it slowly and carefully with the safety razor, rinsing as needed to clear her pubic mound, then moving onto a new area.

From experience, he started around her rectum and peritoneum, knowing that as he worked his way higher, her juices would start to flow. As he would shave away the hair from an area, he would lick it to ensure it was perfectly smooth. He pulled her lips to the side to make sure he got the hairs along each one, slipping his finger inside to lift each area to meet the razor. As he neared her clit, it became hard for her to stay still, she wanted to press her pussy into his face and have him make her cum, but he had a job to do, and he persisted until all of her pubic hair was gone. Once everything was smooth, he took the washcloth and leaned away the remaining foam. Dropping everything to the floor, he pounced on her pussy like a starving man at a buffet. Sucking her lips into his, licking top to bottom, bottom to top, spelling out the alphabet with his lips and tongue on her clit, opening her lips to slide his tongue inside, drawing out her juices by using his fingers to scoop inside. He lost track of how many times he made her orgasm, but he knew that over an hour had passed since he gave her hairy pussy that first lick.

After Anne recovered from her orgasmic bliss, it was her turn to groom George. They started by replacing the hair covered towel with a fresh one, and getting scissors, the beard trimmer and an electric shaver ready. George lay down on his back and presented his wife with his circumcised family jewels. Grooming a man is different than grooming a woman. A woman's arousal does not affect the quality of the shave, but with a man, arousal is key. George was mostly hard due to the oral satisfaction he has just given his wife, but as she needed time to recover, he has deflated a bit. Since she was cleaning the hair from his shaft and balls, she knew she could not use her mouth on his shaft to get him hard, as her saliva might allow some of the hairs to stick to his skin and possibly be missed, but the head of his penis was safe. She gave him a quick kiss on the head of his cock, sliding her tongue around it, then she started to jack him a bit, just to get him hard, but not enough to get the precum flowing.

Once he was hard enough, she looked at his penis, and began to move it around, looking for stray hair and snipping here and there to remove the ones she found, next was his testicles, lifting and cupping the, looking for stray hairs. Using the beard trimmer on the long pubic hairs around his crotch, including down into his ass cleft, she proceeded trimming the hairs to about one-half inch, just to get a nice clean look, but not completely bald. Now came the tricky part, shaving without allowing him to cum. They did not want to use a safety razor on his penis or ball because they were circular, and the safety razor might nick his precious meat. She picked up the electric razor and starts softly rubbing it over his shaft to get all the tiny hairs that she had missed with the scissors, the vibration causing George to moan loudly, she was quick because she did not want George to cum and ruin their fun and her shave job. After finishing his shaft, she moved to his balls to finish his shave. There he lay with a completely smooth shaft and balls, and an extra optical inch due to trimming his forest of hair.

She laid the electric razor on the floor and took the head of his penis in her mouth, licking around the head, and then engulfing his shift, swallowing him down in one gulp. Her tongue tickled his frenulum, lavishing love on it as she drew her head back up and off his penis, down again, then up, using a slight bit of pressure from her teeth to drive him crazy.

George stopped her and moved up further onto the bed and pulled her to him. She eagerly rose over him and positioned herself above his cock. She rubbed her lips over his cock to get it nice and wet, grabbed it, and sat down on it. George like the cowgirl position because it left his hands free to play with Anne's C-cup sized tits and play he did. Squeezing and massaging them, tweaking her nipples, rolling them between his fingers and tugging on them in the way he knew she enjoyed. A tight squeeze with a twist, and he let out a howl of excitement that was music to his ears. He loved getting off, but loved listening to her moan, scream, and howl in pleasure even more.

Drawing it out for as long as they could, all good things must come to an end. After her third orgasm, he grunted and blew his load inside of her, flooding her to the point of over full and leaking back out and over his smooth balls. They knew there was no danger of pregnancy as she had her tubes tied after the birth of Kevin.

This time it was safe for them to shower together, so they did. George loved the feel of her tits, so smooth and soft, so firm and curvy. Anne kept busy running her hands over his taut back and ass, occasionally cupping his ass cheeks and squeezing as hard as she could, running her fingers up and down his crack, then moving to cup his smooth balls, rolling them softly in her hand. She then bent over and offered him her pussy from behind, which he took, sliding in smoothly in one strong stroke. He grabbed her hips and began slamming into her for a good hard fuck, again bringing her to orgasm before filling her with his seed.

***

The Dark Velvet Room is in an old industrial warehouse that the owners used for a shipping business during the day but rented out the top floor for use as a club at night. The floor had an open floor plan that had been divided into several large areas. There were bathrooms, including showers on site, there was a large 10-person hot tub in a secluded area near the bathrooms. It featured a DJ station and dance floor. There was no bar, because they did not have a liquor license, however guests were allowed to bring their own bottles and share with whoever they wanted, there was never a shortage of alcohol.

One half of the floor was devoted to sex. There were bedrooms surrounding the main area, the bedrooms all had windows and doors with chains across them. If the curtain on a window was open, you were welcome to watch, if the chain on the door was up, and the door was open, you were welcome to cheer, or comment. If the door was open, and the chain was down, you were welcome to join. The rooms all had different theme, ranging from a mirror room, with mirrors on the walls and ceiling to a room with a sex swing, there were also various BDSM rooms.

The main area was setup with large tv's covering the walls, showing different types of porn, and one TV was set up to show what was going on in one of the rooms (The occupants had to turn on the camera). Couches covered in sheets, filled the room except for an area which held a massive bed the size of six king sized beds. This was the orgy area, where anyone was welcome to join in on whatever activities were happening on the bed or the couches. Consent was still required, but having sex in this area was considered consent.

***

Paul had recently been widowed and was adrift in emotions, unsure of what purpose he filled in life. Without the woman he had been married to for the 35 years, he felt like his life had ended as well. He felt the need to leave his house and do something, he was just not sure what he needed. He and his wife had always enjoyed sex and had discussed how if either one was to die, the other would have to continue and find someone new. Paul was just not ready to bring a new woman into his home. He felt the urge for sex but was not ready for the attachment that went along with it.

One day Paul was in an adult bookstore and saw an ad for a sex club named "The Dark Velvet Room", the ad suggested sex with no strings attached. He began to wonder if this could be an answer to his current need, a way to get out of the house, engage in some anonymous sex, and not feel the loss of his wife for one night.

Paul looked up tips on the internet about sex clubs. It was an enlightening Google session. Dress for success. No means no. Don't be embarrassed to find someone you know there, after all they are there too, and likely just a surprised to see you. Never talk about who you met at the club; it is not your place to out someone else.

Paul decided to give it a try, after all, he could just leave if it was not what he thought. Friday night was single men's night, where a limited number of male singles were allowed in the club so as not to overwhelm the women who were there. Paul called the club to book a place and was told that there was a three-week backup for single males. He hung up and was just about to give up when the phone rang in his hand. I was the club, they had just had a cancelation and offered him the spot for this Friday, as it would avoid reshuffling the wait list.

Paul went shopping Thursday afternoon, looking for something nice but casual to wear to the club. He picked out a pair of dark slacks and a powder blue semi dress shirt, hoping he did not look out of place amongst the others at the club.

Friday night, Paul showered and shaved before heading out. He was almost as excited as a young man meeting a woman for the first date. As he dressed, his hands shook, making it harder to button his shirt. The first time through he got the buttons misaligned and had to start over, he hoped this was not a sign of how his evening was going to work out.

Arriving at the address listed in the ad, he felt a bit of confusion because there were no outside lights beyond the streetlight, he was not sure this was the right place. He noticed a few cars parked nearby, so he got out to look. A young couple waked past him, up to a darkened door and knocked. The door was opened from the inside by a gruff looking man who let them in, then closed the door behind them. Paul approached the door saw that "DVR" was discreetly scratched into it, so he knocked. Again, the door was opened by the gruff man, who asked who he was, checked his ID against a list, and let him in.

Paul was directed up the five flights of stairs before coming to another closed door. He rang a buzzer next to the door, and it was opened by a beautiful young woman, whom he doubted was out of her 20's, she welcomed him in and ushered him to the food and drink area. There were lockers here for valuables she told him, you wanted to make sure to lock those up before heading into the party area. She then led him on a small tour of the club and explained the rules covering the rooms. On the tour, one room was occupied by two couples, the door was open and the chain across the door, it was interesting because one of the couples was completely naked, while the other couple were still dressed. She led him back to the food area and got him a drink, then left him to monitor the door again.

***

George and Anne arrived at the Dark Velvet Room around 8:30, being regular patrons, they headed right in and took up seats in the dance area, they drank and danced for a half hour before touring the bedrooms to see what action was going on.

One room was occupied by a pair of young adults, their door was open, and the chain was down, so George and Anne stepped in. The young woman asked them to put the chain up, because she felt four people in the room was enough. As George put the chain in place, Anne moved to the younger woman and started kissing her while feeling her left boob. The young man placed himself between the legs of the young woman and began eating her pussy. George stood and watched for a minute until Anne moved to take the young man's dick in her mouth, leaving the young woman's tits for George. Her screams could be heard over the music as it filtered into the rooms. Anne stood up and led the younger man, by his cock, to fill the naked woman's pussy on the bed. George and Anne then left, putting up the chain and allowed the couple to enjoy their bliss.

***

As George and Anne reentered the dance area, Anne suddenly stopped, causing George to stumble. Anne pulled George back a few steps into a darkened area and looked at him in surprise. George, not having seen what Anna saw, just looked confused.

"What's wrong?" he asked as she hushed him. Her actions were out of place, nothing surprised her here.

"Did you see him?" she said, right there, two tables to the left of the DJ."

"No, but let me look, no one has ever spooked you like this before." George replied.

George peeked around the corner and saw him; George leaned back to his wife with a big smile on his face. "Well, isn't that interesting." enjoying the predicament his wife was now placed in.

Anne sighed, "It is not funny. What is he doing here?"

"Probably the same thing we are doing here," George said, "Now you just have to figure out how you are going to approach this."

Anne thought for a second and said "He has been so lonely after mom died that he is here seeking some type of comfort. Shouldn't he find comfort in family? What do you think about me offering him that?"

George replied, "Who could ever offer him better understanding and solace then his own daughter?"

"Well, if you are ok with this, here is what we will do."

***

Paul was seated near the DJ drinking and listening to music when sudden things went dark as someone placed their hands over his eyes, and in an exaggerated voice said, "Guess who?"

Before a surprised Paul could react, someone else sat in his lap, and began kissing him. He felt a tongue flick across his lips as the hands pulled away from his eyes. The woman, clearly younger than he was, continued kissing and licking his lips seeking entry, making it hard to identify her. Paul got into the kiss and parted his lips, allowing tongues to meet and caress around each other. After 30 seconds or so the woman relented and pulled back from the unexpected greeting. She remained in his lap, wiggling her butt to entice him.

Able to focus on her face now, Paul realized that the person who had hopped into lap and met him with such a sizzling kiss was his daughter Anne. Looking around, he saw George, her husband, had been the one to cover his eyes. Stunned, both at seeing them in a sex club and their surprise greeting, he did not know what to think or say. Anne leaned to her father's ear and said, slightly louder than the music "We go by first names here daddy, so I will be calling you Paul."

Anne hopped off of Paul lap and dragged him into a standing position, leading him towards the back rooms. She pulled Paul into the nearest empty room, while George followed, making sure the curtains were shut and the door closed. This was a private party for now.

Paul, having regained some of his composure asked, "What are you two doing here? What is going on?"

Anne began unbuttoning Paul's shirt as George explained, "We are regulars here, that is why you guys were watching Kevin so often. When we saw you here, we saw how lonely you were, and decided to try to alleviate some of that loneliness."

By now, Anne had his shirt off and began working on her father's pants. Paul, still a little shocked but also aroused, hardly noticed when his pants fell to the floor, but did notice the warm lips engulfing the head of his penis. He looked down and locked eyes with his daughter, her gaze was full of love and lust, as she continued playing with this cock, working towards a full erection. Meanwhile George was putting clean sheets on the bed.

Paul finally realized what was going on, and sunk down, sitting on the bed, pulling his cock from his daughter's touch. Anne stood in front of Paul and quipped, "Oh, goody, your turn now."

George stood back and watched in admiration as Paul started opening the blouse that Anne wore. Slowly her cleavage gave way to the gentle slope at the top of her breasts, then as more was revealed, the fullness of tits, and the nipples were set free. Her taut brown nipples stood alert, ready to be used for pleasure. Stopping after pulling off her shirt, Paul buried his face into Anne's cleavage, kissing and licking his way to a nipple like a newborn babe seeking nourishment. Her other breast was held in Paul's hand with a simple grasping motion, kneading her flesh gently, and running his thumb over her tip in circular motion.

Eager for more Anne pushed her father's hands down to her pants, hoping to get him started there. She smiled at her husband as her pants were undone and slid down her legs, Paul's hands rubbing over her smooth thighs and firm ass. Paul did this without ever taking his mouth off of her fabulous tits, so he nearly missed seeing her panties. Paul moved a hand to his daughter's crotch and was surprised to feel how wet it was, pulling back he saw she was wearing a pair of sexy red lace boyshort panties.