Marc 19: A Naked Wedding/Orgy.

One of the craziest nights of my life.

So, I’m back from my flight out to the Psylon training base with lots of stories to work on. Lots of stories.

A couple days of hard work and I’m ready for a break. And last night there was a special event at Points Club that I didn’t want to miss. So, I gave myself the night off.

Now, maybe I make it sound like Points Club is the kind of place where people just have sex and leave their emotions at the door. It could be because I’m not looking for a relationship right now, that my writing makes it sound like that. Love does occasionally happen in Points Club. At times, the hook-up becomes more than just physical. With all the sex, people are bound to fall for each other. Love does happen.

That was brought home to me last night when I attended one of Points Club’s infamous naked weddings.

I don’t know Ronald and Kay very well. They’re into some hard BSDM stuff, from what I understand, and haven’t had any desire to share their stories with me. Last weekend, the two tied the knot in a very traditional ceremony. The whole club was invited, but being as I was traveling, I couldn’t attend that one.

The tradition at Points Club is that at some point after two members get married, they are thrown a naked wedding. It’s really just an excuse to party that usually turns into a drunken orgy. This was my first naked wedding, so I tried to stay relatively sober to observe.

Harvey closed the North Point Supper Club for the evening, so we had the whole building to ourselves. They rolled out the giant pad (that they call the Dance Floor) in the main club room Everyone got naked. Harvey even shed his assless chaps and cowboy boots. After a couple rounds of drinks, we all assembled and tried to look solemn.

The happy couple stood at the front of the room while Harvey conducted a hilariously raunchy ceremony he’d written.

“Dearly beloved, you poor saps. We gather here today to watch this cock and this cunt…both become pussies…”

He went on to extol the virtues of Points Club, and warn Ron and Kay about all the sex they were potentially giving up by getting married. During the exchange, Ron and Kay vowed to continue having sex with other club members (when they had the time) while staying true to each other in their hearts. That was their plan for now, anyway.

It was all kind of bizarre, but completely tongue-in-cheek, with most of us giggling uncontrollably through the whole thing. And there was lots of fondling going on among the assembled masses.

Tina, standing next to me, began to stroke my cock at one point, so I returned the complement by reaching between her legs and pushing a couple of fingers between her damp folds. She smiled and issued a suppressed squeal.

At the end of the blessedly short ceremony, Harvey declared it a points free night and we cheered the couple as they kissed. The kiss led to much more and it wasn’t long before they were fucking. Everyone was either watching or joining in on the action, and the padded dance floor filled with writhing bodies. Tina pulled me to the floor with her. “God, Marc, just fuck me.”

She was ready, I was ready, and God, everyone around us was doing the same thing.

I kissed her and fondled her amazing breasts, then pushed inside her. She wrapped her ankles around my hips and met me at every stroke.

She came quickly, her channel clenching hard around my shaft, sending me to heaven. I pulled out and shot my load on her stomach.

Puffing hard, I got up and grabbed a towel from one of the many waiting piles, then helped clean her up. Her eyes lit, as she looked past me. “Danny!”

Danny Hendricks was sitting at a table, enjoying a drink and watching the action. Tina pulled him into the mass of writhing bodies.

As Harvey was somewhere in the pile of people on the floor, I mixed myself a fresh drink, and found a seat.

Some of the club members made their way to the back sex rooms, but most just stayed here. The floor was comfortable enough, and there were pillows and towels readily available.

I watched the orgy unfolding, as couples engaged, disengaged, then found other partners, in a stream of continual carnal carnage. Then Candy Kane came over, grabbed me by the cock, and just pulled me back in.

“Come on, Marc. You’re missing all the fun.”

I laid down in the mass of writhing bodies and pulled Candy down to kneel, with her knees on either side of my head. I love the musky scent and taste of an aroused woman, and Candy is always a delectable treat.

“Eat me, Marc,” she squealed, and I did just that, caressing her folds, then pulling them open as my tongue explored as deep as I could go.

Her clitoris was erect and pulsing against my nose, so I nuzzled it as I drank in her juices. God, it was fantastic.

A hand began to stroke my cock, and I couldn’t help but respond. Then the hand was replaced by a warm, wet mouth. In that moment, woman or man, it didn’t matter. It was sexy as hell, and I loved it.

Candy came hard, drenching my face. I lapped up as much as I could get. She dismounted, then bent down to kiss me hard. “You’re the best.”

Seeing as how my cock was occupied, she rolled over toward Bob Johnson, and grabbed his.

I gazed down my torso to find Tina sucking on my shaft. Her gaze met mine as she pulled up and off. “Hi Marc. I thought this was you.”

She swung her leg over mine, then lowered her slick folds down my erection.

“Ride me, cowgirl,” I said. And God, did she.”

Up and down she went as I thrust up, driving my cock deep inside her.

“Oh God!” I was so close.

“Give it to me, Marc. I want it all inside me.”

I shot hard, pumping stream after stream inside her as my orgasm rolled over me. Ripples of orgasmic pleasure quaked through me as I emptied my balls.

She bent down to kiss me, while my cock continued to pulse inside her. “Thanks, that was nice.”

She dismounted.

I crawled out of the pileup and found my drink and seat. A lot of the other guys were taking a breather by that time. The women just kind of kept going, for the most part with lots of woman-on-woman action to watch. With that kind of show going on, it didn’t take me long to get hard again, so I soon dove back into the action.

I lost track of how many times I came last night, but it was great.

I let myself sleep in this morning.

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Marc