La Trapeze

…a special club in Manhattan. Perhaps you’ve heard of it. It’s a successor to the late, great Plato’s Retreat, long since closed by the Puritans. Couples-only, reasonably clean, it attracts a mostly middle class clientele covering a broad spectrum of age and attractiveness. All of us who visit share a keen interest in sex. Some come to watch, some to be watched and others to share their partners with one or more strangers.

We have arrived after an evening of cocktails, dinner and dancing. It’s a special occasion, our first trip together to New York. I haven’t told you precisely what our destination is, but you suspect it’s not just another club.

We alight from our cab and enter the nondescript doorway of a building somewhere in the gritty west 30’s. Formalities at the desk are perfunctory, and I peel cash off the roll in my hand. We are shown to a locker room, nicely appointed but certainly a surprising fixture in a nightclub from your point of view. While the room is largely empty, I note your eyes widen as a couple emerges naked from a nearby doorway. They appear to be in their late 40’s, but lean, fit and attractive, nude and apparently very much at ease. The woman has a shaved pubis, nipple piercings and some jewelry dangling from her pierced labia. I can feel my penis stiffening already

I can’t quite read the expression on your face as our guide explains the rules: no entering the club proper unless both members of the couple have disrobed. Towels are provided for those who want to pretend modesty. The first level is a lounge for one-on-one activity. He explains that many first-timers never go beyond this, lying on the carpeted shelves on the walls of the room, watching, kissing, petting or fucking.

Upstairs is the swing area. Not even towels are worn here. There are five rooms on each side of the plushly carpeted hallway, with large cut-outs in the walls to allow for observers and no doors for the same reason. Thick padding underlies the plush covering of the floors. Otherwise there is nothing in the rooms but many large pillows.
We begin by taking a spot on one of the thickly carpeted shelves. On one side of us, a younger couple sits facing each other, legs intertwined, kissing and caressing. On the other, a slightly overweight woman I guess to be in her 50’s, with very large breasts sits astride her partner and occasionally slides up and down on his penis, Most of the time though, she is watching everyone else.
I am now fully erect and I urgently want to start having sex. I suggest to you that you must want to suck my cock with an audience looking on and without hesitation you take my cock in your mouth and start pumping your head vigorously. The lady riding cowgirl spots us and seems to like what she sees. She starts humping seriously and I can hear her partner respond with cries of encouragement.
After a few minutes of this, I’m even more excited and ready for the serious action upstairs. I pull your head up and am thrilled to see that crazy, almost desperate look yet get in your eyes when you’re crazy from sex. I tell you it’s time for the big leagues and we head for the stairs. I noticed your hesitation in unwrapping the towel from your middle before we climbed the stair, but after that you showed no signs of shyness.

I thought we’d explore, watch the activity, and then fuck in one of the sex rooms to experience the thrill of exhibitionism as we felt the eyes of others upon us. I find it an enormous turn on to be a cause of sexual arousal in others, and I was sure you would feel the same way. You joined a group clustered at the windows and door of one of the rooms at the end of the hall. I heard you gasp as you took in the activity inside. Three women were entwined in a daisy chain, each with her face pressed against another’s pussy. Their partners sat at the edges of the room, watching as they masturbated.

You seemed captivated. I stood behind you silently, reaching my hand around to your pussy and pressing my penis into your round firm ass. You instantly pressed back into me and I could feel your excitement. After a few minutes of caressing you and enjoying feeling my cock hard as steel, I whispered that I wanted to see you join them.

You stiffened, perhaps shocked at the idea of sex with a group of strange women, perhaps humiliated at the thought of the twenty or so observers. No matter. I grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you through the door. The women looked up briefly from their mutual ministrations as the men devoured your naked body with their eyes; more meat for their masturbation. They certainly wondered what I had in mind.

I led you to one of the men, a trim, athletic looking guy, gray buzz cut, a bit rough looking. He was idly stoking his good-sized dick while he continued eyeing you. I told him that I wanted you to suck his dick if that was OK with him. He responded with an evil smile and motioned you towards him.

Your trepidation had continued to grow, to such an extent that I had to force you to your knees. He then took you by the back of the head and pressed you onto his penis. You ass was thrust up in the air and I swung around to straddle you, facing your ass. This allowed me to see your audience and to spread your cheeks so that your cunt and anus were plainly visible to them. I alternately penetrated your vagina and anus with my fingers and stretched your labia for the pleasure of the crowd. From the movement of your back beneath me, I could tell that you were vigorously pumping your head up and down his shaft, or perhaps he was forcing you.

The other men were calling out to me to give them a turn with you, but the women had other ideas. As they realized that you were sucking one of their men and distracting their audience, they unwound from each other and approached us on hands and knees. You seemed to be sucking your guy too vigorously to notice. It wasn’t until you were grabbed by both arms and dragged off him that you were aware of anything but that big cock.

You were quickly spread-eagled on your back in the middle of the room, one woman on each limb. The men rose to join in whatever their ladies had in mind. They proceeded to lift your legs up and back, until they were almost touching the floor on either side of your head. One by one, the women took turns kneeling over your face and holding your ankles back while they rubbed their sopping pussies on your nose, mouth and jaw. The men took turns fucking you, vaginally and anally. Aside from the deliciously sexy liquid noises coming from the pussies in your face, you maintained a rhythmic whimpering sound in time with the hard thrusts between your legs.

By the time we left Le Trapeze that evening, you had been penetrated by six ten men in total, had serviced almost as many women and made yourself the favorite of the voyeurs. What I found most exciting was that the more you were drenched in semen and cunt juice, the more you were degraded, the more excited you got.

When we got back to our hotel, we had the best sex ever. I didn’t let you shower and as I kissed you and fucked you, I could feel all the still-warm semen in your pussy and your rectum, and smell the juices of all the pussies you had eaten all over your face. I love my sexy whore!