The Club's Newest Members

I was dead to the world when our daughter came into our bedroom holding the envelope. She quietly nudged Chris til he woke with a little moan that failed to even make me stir. Making sure the sheet didn't reveal too much to our girl, he sat and took the envelope quizzically from her. She told him that it was under the front door when she woke up and went to make herself some breakfast. Scratching his head, seeing no markings on the outside, Chris opened the envelope and peered inside, then, as he later told me, turned white as a ghost before thanking Kelli and telling her to finish making herself something to eat. As she reached the door to our bedroom, he found enough voice to ask - "Did you look inside?" He didn't believe her answer.

This was when he did manage to wake me, with a rather hard shove, breaking me from my slumber. I opened my eyes to see my admittedly white faced husband holding a blank yellow envelope, his eyes wide. "Look!" he said, as he opened it, and pulled out a wad of photos. From first glance, it was clear what I was seeing.

Jumping up to sit with him, my 34c breasts shamelessly exposed, I gasped as I focused on the image of myself sucking a rather long thick cock. "Oh god!" I gasped, as Chris flipped to the next photo, now showing my rather awkward "almost there" face whilst a faceless man fucked me from behind. My heart felt like it would thump out of my chest as the previous night's memories came swimming back, aided so powerfully by the visual proof before us. Chris turned again to the next photo, with my mouth again at work, but the same faceless man still behind.

"How many did you... I thought you said it was just - "

Chris' face made me bite my lip in shame, but just briefly. This hadn't been my idea, even if I had enjoyed the way the night had progressed - although this morning's developments were far from expected. "Three," I finally replied, first making his mouth fall open, then this little nod, like something suddenly made sense. When Chris revealed the next picture, I bit my lip a little harder, seeing my face pressed between the legs of a woman I didn't even know the name of. Chris gasped a little, and I saw the sheet rise... then another little grunt as if some light bulb went off in his head.

It was the next picture that now made me gasp, even though I knew by now that it was coming. Seeing my husband of 17 years receiving a blowjob from another woman. Her face was full of mischief as well as Chris' cock as she stared into what he no doubt thought was his eyes, but instead was clearly a hidden camera. I could remember her so clearly, approaching us with her husband at the bar. Not any bar of course - the bar at a swingers club.

Before we had kids he'd talked to me about his fantasy of taking me to swing club. He almost had me ready to try when instead I fell pregnant, and those thoughts flew away with the realities of becoming parents. But once the kids had grown up... he again raised the idea. I really wasn't sure anyone at a swing club would be interested in a 37yo mother of 2 with not so perky breasts even if I could still fit in my wedding dress (almost). But he assured me it would be fun, and found a club nearby...

It kind of made sense when we were told we had to leave our purses and phones outside the bar/rooms... Perfectly safe though in secure lockers... And we were given free vouchers for drinks... so headed to the bar to settle the nerves... and soon met Luke and Dianne... they introduced themselves to us... noticed we were new... offered to show us around... when we stood up, he took my arm, and she took Chris'... straight away it felt so... like we were already down the rabbit hole.

Before we went, indeed in all of our little dirtytalk sessions whilst making love, we'd always talked of being together for it all... able to see how each other was going... in case it was too one sided... in case the other needed help... but there I was suddenly in a private booth with Luke... and whilst he was such a gentleman... and made me feel like a princess... he also made me feel like a horny slut... and soon I couldn't resist... couldn't wait or delay for Chris to find me... I begged him to fuck me...

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Great start

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Up until that moment Chris was the only man I had slept with. I had sucked a couple of cocks in my teens but had saved myself for the "right" man. I knew he didn't have the biggest tool in his pants, but he made me feel special and I loved him. As Luke had started rubbing the head of his cock on my pussy I felt shivers all over my body, just knowing what I was doing, knowing I was officially about to cheat on my husband, even if he was no doubt cheating on me at the same time with that pretty little Dianne. I couldn't help but moan as he had finally began pushing in, feeling so different to my husband - even though he only looked to be an inch longer than Chris, he had a lot more girth that stretched me so tight.

Thoughts of Chris disappeared from my mind as Luke fucked me fast, and slow, moving me at his will. When he took me from behind, that's when someone else must have entered the room, though I didn't realize until I was so close to coming, begging him to fuck me harder, when instead he pulled all the way out. I mewled in frustration, then confusion as he asked me if I really wanted to be a slut like I kept saying. I said yes, and turned to look at him, gasping in shock as I saw another tall, strong looking man standing next to him. "This is Jake. He heard your moans. Can he join in?" He smiled at me whilst teasing my clit with his cock. This wasn't anything like what I had expected to be doing on our first "let's just go check it out" night at the club... but in the moment... assuming my husband was exploring just as much... I said yes.

Chris suddenly brought me back to reality, asking me again, "Did you like it?" I shook my head in confusion. "The other woman," he added. He was asking me about the other woman, as the photo of him fucking another woman's mouth was staring up at me.

"It was... nice," I vaguely replied, embarrassed.

"Nice?" came his incredulous reply.

I had never told him about making out with my best friend when we were young, but I figured most kids do silly things like that. Certainly far from what I had done last night. As if having a 3some wasn't enough, taking more than 1 cock at a time like a real slut, Luke then invited another couple to join us, as things really turned into a slutfest. The other woman barely touched the guys, but she certainly enjoyed me. I almost felt disappointed there was only the one picture in the pile...

Taking the photos from Chris, I started to turn to the next one. He tried to take them back from me, saying we should call the police or something. Turning over, I nearly dropped the pile as I saw what he was clearly expecting to come up next. Not a picture of him fucking the beautiful woman who had walked him happily away last night. But a picture of him sucking a cock, quite happily by the look of it. I wasn't sure what to say as I tried to process it, looking from the picture, to my husband, and back. I know it was such a double standard - he had just seen me eating pussy after all! But...

"I knew they had cameras." he slowly stated. "Because they showed me your room." He couldn't look me in the eye. "They made a bet with me, that you would do whatever they asked. I said you wouldn't do anything without me there. But you did... And each time... there was a consequence," came his earnest confession, as my heart ached now knowing what I had done without even knowing.

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When Dianne had taken me on her arm, I felt like a new King being escorted around his empire as she guided me around the club, seeing the dance floor, the hot tub, the second bar with strippers' runway and pole. I was expecting that she would end the tour by meeting back up with Joanne and Luke after they'd had a similar tour - it was surprising as such when she instead took me into what could only be described as a bedroom. There was a bed, king sized I noted, complete with 4 bedposts, and a large tv on the wall, no doubt to watch porn in case you needed some help to get in the mood - surely not something many people here would have a problem with!

For a few minutes at least, as Dianne made her intentions clear, I still was expecting to hear a knock at the door as Luke and Jo finished their tour and found us... We had after all always spoken of ensuring we would only ever swap in the same room as each other. I honestly tried to slow her down, as Dianne knelt and unzipped my pants. I suggested we watch something on the tv when she began sucking my cock. As I grew close to cumming in her very talented mouth, I outright said I think we should wait for the others to join us. Finally Dianne stopped, slipping her lips slowly off my cock with a lovely little pop and slobbery smile...

She briefly checked her watch, then said, "Ok, let's watch something...". She sat on the bed next to me after finding a remote control, her hand finding my cock as she did, slowly stroking, keeping me hard, as she flicked the screen on. The image that appeared made me startle - my wife, split-screen from 2 angles, laying on a bed not unlike the one I was on, with Luke laying beside her.

"What the fuck?" I muttered as I looked at Dianne, who simply smiled at me, my cock still in her hand. "We weren't meant to do anything unless we were together," I continued, as hypocritical as it may be given my current situation.

"Don't you trust your wife?", Dianne asked me, as she stroked my cock.

"Well, yes, but..." I watched on the screen as Luke tried to kiss my wife, surprised by her almost complete lack of trying to resist him. I felt Dianne's mouth on my cock again as I saw my wife part her legs for Luke's hand, knowing he would now know she wasn't wearing any panties - something I thought would help put her in the mood - evidently I was right. Dianne again slid her mouth off my cock...

"So she wasn't supposed to do anything unless you were there with her?" she asked me.

"No, we were only going to do same-room swapping. That was the plan at least," I replied.

"Luke can be very persuasive... Do you think she'll..." She stopped, giggled. "Let's make a bet. Whatever she agrees to do, you do too." She smiled at me, her hand teasing the head of my cock with my own precum. Trying not to feel jealous, seeing how Jo was certainly far from being pressured into anything... I nodded my head in agreement... We watched as Luke's hand continued to explore Jo's bare, clearly wet pussy, as they continued to make out, before he stood up, and unzipped in front of my wife. You could see the pink in her cheeks as she saw his cock. "Will she suck his cock without you there?" Dianne asked seductively.

"N-no," was my faltering reply, but I wasn't so sure. Luke teased her, holding back but letting her look at his long, yet still partly soft cock. Even if Dianne hadn't been stroking my cock, it would have been hard just watching the situation my wife was in, wondering if she was going to ask to find me, or...

I hadn't noticed Dianne's deft hands binding my left hand to one corner of the bed... but I noticed when she took my right. Struggling to take my eyes off the tv, I curiously glanced at her as she slipped a cuff over my hand and secured it. Feeling rather vulnerable, I turned back to the screen just in time to see my wife open her mouth and take Luke's cock slowly in her mouth. In the reverse shot, I could see only her head, but also saw Luke smiling right into the camera as his hands rested on my wife's head. It was at that moment that the door opened, and a tall, well defined and barely dressed man walked into the room, a broad smile on his face. My arousal and sense of wonder in my wife's actions disappeared as I straight away knew things were going drastically off course from anything I'd intended when bringing my wife to this place.

"Your wife seems to be enjoying my husband's cock with her mouth, Chris. Now, remember our deal. Whatever she does, you do too..." Dianne smiled at me, as the man walked over to the bed, his pants barely containing him.

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Wow ... That's Most interesting and Hot... Cant wait to see what continues and Happens Next, and where the New Members go or CUM from here...

"D-Dianne - let's be reasonable, please," I stammered as the guy slowly starting pushing his pants down. Dianne simply smiled.

"You can't do this - I am not going to suck - I don't even know who this guy is!"

Dianne's hand squeezed suddenly quite tightly on my cock. "His name isn't important right now," she told me, as the guy's cock suddenly sprung out of his pants, almost hitting my face. "What's important is, we had a deal. What she does, you do." Dianne pointed to the screen, where Luke was now holding Joanne's head and fucking her face like I'd never even thought to try. And she seemed to be happily letting him, being a slut for his cock.

"And if that isn't enough..." As the guy kept his big fat cock right next to my face, Dianne started reading names and phone numbers from a piece of paper... My mouth fell open as she recited the names of my sister, mechanic, dog walker, the kid's school...

"H.. how... wh... wh..." was all I could manage.

Dianne smiled at me. Mr Big Cock simply took the advantage that my open mouth presented, and pushed his cock inside. My eyes went wider though my mouth as I tasted my first ever cock. My tongue automatically tried to push him out, but all it seemed to do was make him leak precum all over my tongue. His hands clamped on my face, just keeping me in place, keeping my jaw from closing, ensuring his own protection, and adding to my discomfort and humiliation.

"In this day and age, there's nothing wrong with a guy sucking another guy's cock..." Dianne continued. "But unfortunately for you, I doubt your dad will see it that way... or your priest... teachers at your kid's school..."

The guy was slowly pushing more and more of his cock into my mouth... adjusting the angle of my head as he went... my eyes getting wider and wider in shock... hearing strange guttural noises coming from my own throat as I struggled to breath.

"Trust me, Chris, it's best not to struggle. You'll enjoy it more if you just surrender."

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I looked at the pictures in surprise, seeing my husband sucking some guy's rather impressive cock, apparently quite happily. It was strange - even though he'd just seen images of me with a woman, seeing him with a man, and in rather a submissive pose too, I wasn't sure what I was feeling as I looked into his eyes and tried to reassure him that it was ok. I'm not sure if my words even convinced myself, but... I mean, sucking a cock was... well, I'd been sucking his for years, he shouldn't feel embarrassed. It was just sex - that's what we'd said when we started this whole thing. I could tell though how humiliated he was feeling as I looked at the pictures of his first bi experience.

What did shock me, and upset me, was knowing that he'd actually been aware of the pictures - had seen me in my room! I know we'd sworn we would only play in front of each other... and now ultimately I knew I had performed in front of him - I just didn't know it at the time. My brain raced to think - did I do anything really bad? Anything he couldn't forgive?

As I tried to recall the details of the night, picturing it from the angles I had seen in the photos, I got to the last page - a typed note.

Thank-you for your
presence at my club
last night.
Return at 8pm tonight.

I turned the page over, and found a list of names and numbers - all names I recognized.

Everything came crashing down around me. What had been an adventure, something almost removed from my real life, had suddenly intersected violently with reality. My mom's name, my dad, the head of the PTA, even my dentist. They could all receive these pictures...

"What do we do?" I asked Chris, shaking my head in confusion and fear.

Another great addition, great progression!