Archive-name: 3plus/sexclub.txt
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Archive-title: Sex Club, The


     Was a most amazing theater.  Circular, its perimeter was a
ring of spotlighted alcoves under columned arches, in the style
of a medieval church.  Also well lit, but less brightly, was the
main floor.  It was terraced like a small stadium with a round
playing field; everyone in it was easily visible, and every
surface was heavily padded. 

     Patrons were lounging, talking, relaxing.  But this was no
ordinary club, for the only clothing worn was decorative.  No one
hid their genitals, buttocks, or breasts.  They were in couples
or small groups. Some were stroking one another, or masturbating. 
On the far side of the arena some young couples were fucking
slowly on the padded benches. 

     In each alcove was a woman or man or couple or group, turned
on and displaying themselves for all to see.  Some were quite
frenzied in the passion before orgasm, and as I looked around the
alcoves, a few could be seen cumming.  I had a rock hard on. 
Never had I seen so many people enjoying themselves so
shamelessly.  The performers would orgasm, and soon rejoin the
audience, to be replaced by others. 

     In one alcove, a large closed-circuit TV magnified a plain
glass dish.  Several men had cum in it, some of whom now lay
watching.  A girl stood in the center of the alcove, moving
slowly, heavily.  She was tall with large features, was deeply
tanned, and just verging on too-large.  A pack of batteries was
strapped to her waist, from which a wire led to her nude
completely shaved peach slit.  She was breathing deeply, covered
with perspiration, her breasts heaving.  In the bright lights, a
clear glistening trail could be seen running down her thigh and
leg.   Now she turned the vibrator higher, inhaled sharply and
ground her hips forward.  Her movement shook the dish on the TV
screen so you could see the glittering semen.  She leaned back
against an elevated platform to steady herself; I was fascinated
by the voluptuous spread of her soft buttocks against the
platform, and the delicate jiggle of her large nipples. 

     She spread her legs apart and we all saw the end of the
inserted vibrator.  She touched a finger to the contents of the
glass dish, and slowly coated in turn her left and right nipples
and their large, dark aureole, then her puffed labia with a
liberal coating, then her mouth and lips.  From the next alcove
entered a couple.  The boy had been sucked for quite a while and
was about to cum.  The girl held his penis over the glass dish,
and with a few expert strokes added large drops of his hot semen
to the mixture. 

     After he recovered, the couple rejoined the audience.  The
voluptuous woman turned up the vibrator again; her spread vagina
was quivering at the edge of orgasm.  She lifted the newly
replenished dish and poured some of its contents on her
protruding clitoris, then sipped the remainder to hold in her
mouth.  The audience drew closer to watch.  Her orgasm began with
several rapid contractions and a loud groan.  She slid lower as
she reflexively pulled her knees up, and closed her eyes tightly,
her long hair matted against her sweaty shoulders and the cum on
her face.  The contractions became slower but stronger; she sped
up the vibrator for a second, and an incredible squeeze hid the
vibrator, turned her anus into a dark puckered tuft, and gushed
honey down her buns and onto her thighs.  Her nipples were bumpy
and rock rigid as her breasts heaved.  A creamy trickle on her
chin betrayed the liquid she held in her mouth. 

     Eventually the contractions abated, and she threw her head
back, resting on her elbows on the platform.  The girl whose
lover had provided the last contribution to the glass dish had
been masturbating as she watched; now she rose and went to the
performer, who was still having mild contractions.  Bending
forward exposed her finger still rubbing her own clit as she
leaned to kiss the voluptuous woman deeply.  She was trying to
get the cum into her own mouth, but succeeded mainly in covering
both their faces with it.  As I turned my attention elsewhere,
the girl was returning to kiss her lover with now very slippery
lips, and the voluptuous woman had turned the vibrator up again
and was rising toward another climax. 
 
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     In another alcove, a well-built blonde was being
gang-banged.  She reclined on pillows, her arms shackled to the
stone wall behind her, knees pulled upward and apart by padded
rings on ropes.  Her position splayed her ample breasts, and
there was a dark wet area on the padding between her buttocks, so
wet it glistened.  Like a boxer between rounds, an older woman
was wiping her face while another mopped her shaved, swollen
vagina.  She squeezed hard, ejecting the last liquid over her
delicate anus, as the old woman cleaned her and applied more
lubricant. 

     Now into the spotlight walked a couple.  His wet erection
and her wet reddened mouth spoke of their preparation.  The girl
held his cock, and moved to sit next to the blonde woman,
snuggled against her hip.  She led the penis she had fellated so
that the tip touched the blonde's clit and rubbed it up and down. 
The blonde began to respond, which turned the girl on.  She held
his cock at its base and guided it into the blonde, fucking her
with it as she studied the blonde's reactions.  The guy acquired
his own motivation, and began to move powerfully, while his girl
pressed against the imprisoned blonde to feel her movements, her
hand still holding the base of his penis.  Soon the girl's face
showed she was feeling the throbs of his cumming, and she reached
now with both hands to cradle his pulsations while the blonde
wiggled against her.  Now she urged him to withdraw, knelt and
carefully and slowly licked the juices from his declining penis. 
The blonde, not having cum, was very hot; when the old women
began to wipe her, she motioned them quickly away. 

     A man with a very large hard-on was next in line.  He walked
directly to her, put his hands on her knees, and slid easily into
her well lubricated opening in one long stroke that filled her
vagina and opened her eyes wide.  He pumped her so vigorously her
breasts bobbed in rhythm.  He spoke her name as he tirelessly
pumped his massive organ, wet as he withdrew it on each long
stroke between her wet and oiled lips.  She began to grind her
hips to increase the force even more; her body tensed, her
nipples stood out, she strained against her restraints.  She
yelped as she came, and he stopped for a moment to feel her
throbbing.  Then he resumed pumping, she still climaxing.  Now,
as his face showed he was near orgasm, he pulled out and knelt
beside her, pressing his about-to-explode horse cock against her
face with both hands.  She became even more excited, struggling
vainly to reach it with her hands.  We watched his cock swell in
a final spasm, then pulsating shots of semen hit her face, her
hair.  He twisted to deposit large dollops on her belly and her
quivering breasts. As his orgasm faded, he milked several drops
onto a nipple.  Then he bent to kiss her, and as he left the two
attendants returned to prepare the still-undulating body for
another ride. 
 
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     Having moved close to observe the action, several of us were
crowded together.  I felt other bodies; I was realizing the
fantasy I have when I purposely rub against women in a crowded
saloon.  Soft breasts and buttocks brushed my skin, and my
erection touched some of them.  A woman whose butt my hard-on had
pressed against turned and gave it a squeeze, smiled at me, then
walked on.  I moved beside a short young woman and looked down at
ample, well-stuffed bosoms and a healthy sprinkling of freckles
in her cleavage.  Her nipples were erect; quite small for the
size of her breasts and very red, like strawberries.  I turned
and pretended to accidentally touch her, but as I did she took my
arm and held the back of my hand to her warm belly, pressing a
rounded breast into my arm.  I pulled her away from the crowd and
found a space on the padding, watching her buttocks undulate as I
walked behind her. 

     When we were sitting, she pulled a pill bottle from her bag. 
They were 'Ludes, she explained, and poured out two of them for
each of us.  We watched each other's faces as we swallowed them. 
We talked and touched hands for a while, and then the drug began
to loosen us like a few stiff drinks.  We sat facing and reached
to one another's genitals.  She studied my penis as she held it,
looked up to see the expression on my face.  A couple next to us
were masturbating each other with lubricant; we asked to borrow
some.  The woman produced a bottle and handed it to the freckled
girl, who began to rub some on me. 

     This woman was a tall, slender strawberry blonde; her long
hair was quite disheveled and she was covered with sweat.  Her
man was a well-muscled middle aged fellow sitting cross-legged
with his stout, heavily-veined penis standing proud and
glistening with lubricant, bobbing as it throbbed.  She stared at
the freckled girl with large gray eyes.  While her man continued
to grip her with his thumb on her clit and two fingers in her
pussy, she reached to help the freckled girl grease my penis. 

     Her hands began to stray, stroking the freckled girl, who
closed her eyes and became absorbed in the stroking.  Now she
pulled the freckled girl to lie beside her, then took my arm and
pulled me to lie beyond, facing her and the freckled girl.  The
woman turned on her side, and her man, who had lost the
stimulation she was giving him with her hands, mounted her from
behind.  I could see on her face when his penis filled her.  As
she became more amorous, she began to masturbate both of us. 
Panting a bit, she bent close to the freckled girl's ear.  In a
husky whisper, she told the girl that she would fill her with my
cock, and that she wanted to feel us cum. 

     She lifted the girl's leg, revealing her finger on the
girl's clit and the girl's swollen vagina.  Reaching between the
girl's legs, she pulled my cock near the honey-covered pussy and
stroked us both, expertly.  She said she wanted to watch my face
when I cum, and for me to watch her, and know she was filled with
a hard cock.  She said she had cum several times on this cock
already, but her pussy was squeezing it now, pulsating on it as
she spoke, and she was getting hot again.  It was having people
to feel, she said, to touch as they squirm and spasm in orgasm,
that was tingling her.  As I looked into her eyes, she moved my
throbbing penis into the girl. 

     I felt the hot wetness sliding over me as I leaned back to
fill her completely, the blonde woman's hand now on the base of
my penis behind my balls.  I could tell the girl had been
fucking; she felt soft and open, already wetted with semen.  

     The blonde woman was getting quite high, and her face had a
look of desperate pleasure.  She was looking directly into my
eyes, and her hand was pressing warmly and firmly on the base of
my cock as she moved me in and out of the ample girl.  She lifted
her leg high so I could see her man's cock moving in her, and
told us she was going to cum on the hard penis that was pumping
her, and hoped we would pleasure her with the feeling of our
cumming. 

     Her face began to tremble as she was tensing for an orgasm. 
She urged my cock deep into the girl, and pushed her thumb to the
girl's anus.  The girl put her arms around me and pulled herself
hard against me, and I felt her vagina open and then throb
sharply on me.  It was all I could take.  My cum rose quickly and
spurted into the girl.  The blonde looked at me as she felt my
cock spasming, then half-closed her eyes to savor my throbs as
she jerked with the first pulsation of her own orgasm.  And as my
orgasm continued, I saw the blonde's purple vagina throb on her
man's large penis, and then his pulsations, and creamy semen
began to seep from her as her eyes released me and slowly closed. 
It seemed the two women pulsated in concert, hungry suckling to
extract the cream from the firm warm organs filling them.

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