Join the Club Pt. 01

The First Visit, A New Friend

I've been thinking about your fantasy - and it's been distracting me from work all day. I'm getting nothing done... We should go for it.

*****

When you found him, he had just turned 21, but was still a bit inexperienced. You met him when he came to your home to offer to do yard work and you start talking to him and found out he was interested in exploring. You showed him the pictures of my ass that you've saved on your phone and he agreed for all of us to meet - you to watch and film, and the two of us to give you your show.

*****

You arrange a dressing room at The Club Metro and when the time comes, we all meet there. When we get to the room, we begin to undress. Anticipation and a little hesitancy fill the air. This is a first for him, something I don't know if he ever dreamed of. A first for me too, though I've fantasized about it many times but only now have the opportunity and courage to try. For you, the fulfillment of a fantasy that you had looking at my pictures on FetLife.

He is mostly smooth except for a little happy trail... But sporting a solid 8" of tool. I am freshly shaved all over, wearing a bra, panty, and garter set that is white with a black pattern and black seamed stockings. You lick your lips like you're staring at a perfectly cooked steak.

After you start recording on your phone, I sit on the edge of the bed and face him. He moves between my knees and I massage his cock to get it started. As he hardens, I move it to my mouth and cradle his balls in my one hand while I grab his ass to guide him with my other. He reaches down to play with my nipples through my bra and I moan as I inhale him to his root. He doesn't last long, as young guys seldom do. So I swallow his gift, pause briefly to rub his cock on my face and nuzzle it back to life, then finish inflating him with my mouth as he thickens and stiffens again. Oh the amazing powers of youth!

This time he seems even harder and a bit thicker. His face and his breathing have changed and any uncertainty is gone. Lust is all that is left and after tugging my bra cups down out of the way, he resumes his stimulation of my nipples, but rougher and more forceful this time. Sharp pinches, forceful rolling between his thumbs and fingers, send shocks of electricity racing to my spine and shooting into my brain. After a minute or so we are both grunting, moaning, and beginning to perspire. We are both obviously, rawly in heat. He steps back and my eyes track him like prey.

As you offer him an open tube of lubricant I turn to kneel on the bed, at an angle so my head is near the side edge too. He lubricates himself and then pushes my panties aside and greases me thoroughly, abundantly. His fingers spread the lube around my hole, then more pushed inside - one finger, then two, stretching, probing - I open to him obligingly. As he moves between my feet and lines up his entry, you shift your camera position. His cock touches my asshole and I begin to "wink," then yield to him. At first he moves his hands to my hips and enters slowly, but as it becomes obvious how starved my ass is for him he plunges in until he bottoms out and our balls slap together.

He settles for a moment, just enough time for you to shift position again just a bit, and for me to adjust to his girth, and you take yourself in your hand. He draws himself out of me most of the way and we both gasp, just a bit. The mushroom of his head caught just inside me. Then the kid gloves come off and the real fucking starts.

He grabs my bra strap like reins and starts deeply driving in hard and pulling out slowly, building a firm rhythm that picks up its tempo as we go. The sounds of lube covered flesh smacking sloppily are intermingled with our alternating moans and grunts. This goes for several minutes, his piston driving in and out me like a well oiled machine, my ass slurping and grasping to keep him inside as I concentrate on squeezing him with every withdrawal and swallowing him with every thrust. Our lust sounds mount and you join in, as you've been tugging and clawing yourself to climax with one hand while filming with the other. Sweat glistens on all of our skins.

Suddenly, the clouds burst and a thick white rain sprays from your cock, all over my ass and my back. You haven't come like this - maybe ever. Your thunderous climactic grunt as you rain your hot seed on my skin, with him pounding my p-spot incessantly sends me over the edge into a full body orgasm that causes me to clamp down on his cock and arch my back, creating overpowering sensations that hurl him over his peak. As I am shooting cum on the bed up to and under my chin, as hard and as much as I've ever come, my body shakes and quivers. His climax causes him to slow, but his thrusts are so deep it's as if he's trying to force his hips inside me as well. His hot essence shoots deep into my bowels, coating me inside and making my guts feel as if they are boiling. I'm sure his quantity could be measured in pints, not ounces.

All of our motions slow as the three of us each slide into our own hyper-sensitive after-glows. You keep dribbling, but lean back against the wall. I slide forward onto my stomach. And he topples atop me limply, his manhood sliding loosely from my nest, bringing with it a stream of his essence. The cum rolls down my balls and I can feel it's odd snail track. He rolls off beside me on his back and we float as you find a chair and stop your recording.

For a moment we are all disconnected, sated, and restful. I am sure that I am glowing from within, I can only speak to the warmth in my belly that is fading and the feeling in my heart and mind that I have crossed a bridge to a rewarding place. His breathing is deep and rhythmic, as if he is headed towards sleep.

You rise from your chair and pickup a towel. First you gently but firmly wipe me clean, starting with my back and moving down to my sex. All the excess cum and lube are wiped away and you adjust my panties, rubbing my fat white ass through the nylon. It feels so good.

I can't see it but I know that you are wiping his tool clean and affectionately inspecting the goods to make sure your work is up to par. I can hear him whimper lazily, knowing it must feel good.

After, you throw the towel aside and lay down across the end of the bed above me, almost curled around me but not touching. I can see and smell the aroma of your manhood. In comfort, I drift off. He begins to snore softly.

After some period of time you roll onto your back and the movement awakens me. Your cock is there, lazily laying to your right, pointed in my direction. You're not as big in length or girth as he is, but it's a classic rod that has seen it's share of use. I adjust myself enough to replace my bra, and then creep forward until I am on my elbows staring down at your bush and stalk. Your breathing is shallower than his but just as rhythmic, so I decide to treat you to a pleasant wake-up call.

I start by licking you like an ice cream cone. Using my tongue like a cat to caress your entire length, which causes you to begin to stir. After several more licks I notice your eyes opening lazily and I pull myself up to my knees to improve my access. My one hand moves to grasp your cock and hold it up to my mouth, my other hand caresses your hairy, wrinkled balls. You moan as your cock finds its way into my mouth, in and out slowly but with great friction.

Our activity causes him to stir and then roll to his side and prop himself up on his elbow. As he watches me suckle at your manhood, puffing you into full engorgment again, he uses his free hand to pull at his now rising phoenix. This goes on for some minutes until you are both stiff and alert, until I am tasting slight streams of your pre-cum, and he is dribbling clear nectar of his own.

At this point I gesture to you to slide to the edge of the bed and let your legs dangle. I straddle you, facing the wall, reaching back to slide the crotch of my panties to the side, and lower myself onto your cock facing away. You slide easily into me, lubricated with his residual load. Once settled and adjusting, I turn over my shoulder and gesture for him to come around the side of the bed.

When he steps between your knees, I lean forward to bring him into my mouth. My hands wrap around his young, tight ass cheeks and pull him close. As I bring his cock deeply into my mouth, I move up and forward on your cock. Slowly I teach myself to rock forward and back, fucking your dick with my ass and using his cock to fuck my mouth. Being the good boy that he is, he reaches down and pinches and rolls my nipples in his fingers, causing my vision to turn red with lust.

I concentrate on taking both of you deeply and completely. I even add a little side-to-side wiggle in my hips for your sake. You grab my hips with your hands and guide me, providing me assistance. As it sinks completely into my consciousness that I am being spit-roasted, and as his efforts with my nipples becomes more forceful and pronounced, the red tint of my lust turns crimson and I begin to throw myself back and forth, harder and faster, sucking and clawing with both of my holes. All I can think of is slamming both of you into climax and making you lose control.

The deeper I grunt, the harder and more focused I fuck you both, the louder you both get moaning and grunting. The room is filled with unmistakeable fuck-racket and the bed begins creaking and banging the wall. All I can focus on is creating absolute fucking chaos, spit foaming from around my lips on his cock and a mixture of his cum and old lube frothing between your crotch and my ass. I am becoming a mindless fuck-pig, when I feel my prostate begin to burst inside me.

With one massive groan I lose control of my limbs and there's an explosion inside of my body. This reaction must effect you both, because you both loose your gifts into me, filling me and causing your seed to roll from within me as in my ecstasy I'm an insufficient vessel. I have never cum this hard, though my own ejaculation is paltry in amount. As we finish, both of you pumping yourselves into me slowly to squeeze out your last white gold and feeling your last echoes of thrill, I turn into a rag doll that you both gently place onto my side on the bed. I don't remember much of the next couple of minutes as I drifted off, but one or both of you cleaned me off and readjusted my lingerie. One of you put a thin blanket on top of me as I drifted off.

In my absence, you took advantage of the Club. I don't know what you did for the next hour or so as I dozed, but I awoke feeling amazing - used, sore, sated, and fulfilled. I had turned loose my inhibitions and surrendered to my fantasies and now I was changed, lighter and more aware of myself than I've ever been.

I lay there in the dark, the only light coming from the barely open door. I thought about everything and what it meant. I had no regrets.

*****

As I lay in the dark, mostly awake but relaxed, thinking about what I had just experienced, the door opened and a head I didn't recognize peered in.

It belonged to a reasonably handsome clean-cut man, probably in his late 40's or early 50's. I could tell he had presence, he looked to be a solidly built 6' 3" or so. As the door opened, he was wearing a towel and saw that I was awake.

"You've put on quite a performance the last couple of hours," he said. "Everyone is impressed, I figure you have to be a little sore and could probably use a shower, maybe a good hot soak. Care to join me?"

"I came with some friends," I replied groggily.

"Yeah, at least twice that we know of! And they are out enjoying the pool, high fiving the others. I just don't think they are the ones who should be taking the bow, though."

I arose, suddenly aware of how I was still dressed. My black back-seamed stockings were 3/4's undone from my garter belt and sliding down my legs. My panties were soaked throughout the crotch with sticky cum and drying lubricant. And my bra was