Meeting My Boss at a Swingers Club

We cross paths in the only place I never thought I’d see her.

I spent hours preparing for my visit to the swingers club. My makeup and outfit had to be perfect. Not that clothes mattered much as I planned to get rid of them within minutes of walking into the club. I got dolled up nicely, putting on ruby red lipstick and red nail polish.

I decided to go out with a small black miniskirt that barely covered my ass and a low-cut sleeveless blouse that stopped inches above the top of my skirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra and the outline of my areolas was visible through the tight blouse. The high-heeled sandals I was wearing, made my ass stand out and the entire outfit was topped off with a gold chain hanging sexily on my bare hips.

“This might be a little too short,” I thought to myself, biting my lip as I admire myself in the mirror. I’m nervous but excited at the same time and I can feel my pussy already getting wet.

I go to swinger clubs when I have a hard time meeting sexual partners and I also enjoy the attention I get at these types of events. My sex drive is strong and I need to be fucked often. What better place to find a good fuck than a swingers club? Single women are more than welcome as many swinging couples prefer threesomes with women.

After a twenty-minute ride with an Uber, I got to the club. It was located in a residential area with a very small sign at the gate with the name “Le Noir — a club for like-minded adults”. I rang the bell and a very friendly man opened the door, invited me inside, and led me to the bar area.

Slow dance music was playing and the place was crowded already, even though it was still early. Heads swiveled in my direction as I walked toward the bar. Eyes widened and jaws dropped. I love being the center of attention.

I took a stool at the bar and struck a sexy pose as I ordered myself a Negroni. The cute redhead bartender was topless and she had amazing tits. Some clubs have a strict rule against nudity outside the play areas but not Le Noir, I already spotted two other topless women in the crowd and one completely naked man.

Sitting there all sexy, I scanned the room looking for partners and soon enough I was approached by an attractive couple. She was in her early thirties with a very pretty doll face and fit build. He was presentable but didn’t seem out of the ordinary.

They introduced themselves as Susan and Greg and we chatted for a few minutes. Susan leaned over to her husband and whispered something in his ear. I was able to notice her nipples poking through her silver mesh dress.

“My wife wants you to join us,” Greg said over the music.

“Bi-sexual or straight?” Susan asked.

“Does it matter?” I asked laughing.

“We don’t have many rules. Whatever happens, happens,” the man told me as he ran his fingers through his wife’s hair.

“Sounds good to me. Let’s go,” I said.

We stopped by the locker room so we could shed our clothes and I only kept my high heels and jewelry. They led me to the party rooms in the back and Greg chose a large room with at least six identical beds, lined up where four other couples were indulging in various sex acts.

Greg led us both to an empty bed and Susan immediately went on her back. I got on top of her and turned around, in a sixty-nine position. She stuffed her tongue into my pussy as I began licking hers. It was a nice, clean pussy, completely shaved and smelling of scented oil. The man played with himself as he watched his wife and I perform this passionate sexual act.

The husband soon joined in and began fucking me doggy style, as I sat on top of his wife, lapping at her pussy. His cock was thick and was just the medicine my aching pussy needed. Having his cock inside of me and a tongue on my clit felt like heaven. He was giving me a good, hard, fucking and I started to moan out loud.

Susan tucked her legs under my arms, giving me more access to her pussy. She jerked her legs whenever I hit a sweet spot and her moans increased until they were louder than my own. Greg was pounding a little too hard, but I didn’t complain. Sometimes a little pain mixed with pleasure makes a very enjoyable combination.

I finished her off with a couple of swirls of my tongue, around her clit. Even with her mouth over my pussy she made a lot of noise, enough to attract attention as we now had a small audience sitting on the two beds around us. My lover pumped his cock inside of me faster and I howled into his wife’s pussy as I came. He kept thrusting in an effort to keep my orgasm going but he soon had to pull out. Shoving his cock into his wife’s mouth, he served her a thick load and she had trouble swallowing it all.

I rolled on my back and grabbed her face, leaning in for a kiss. She didn’t get to finish swallowing her husband’s load and I got to taste his salty cum.

“That was fun, dear. Maybe get together again later?” she turned to me and said.

I nodded and they were gone. I got up and wandered around the dark room.

“Yes! Do it! Fuck me harder!” some woman growled.

I thought I recognized the voice so I went closer to see what was happening. A big blonde woman was on the corner of the bed with three men using her at the same time. Once was underneath fucking her pussy, another was on top fucking her ass, and a third was deep in her mouth. I watched from the side, slowly fingering my pussy and pinching my nipples as I enjoyed the sight of her getting pounded.

The man in her mouth shot her load and when he pulled away, the woman turned her head in my direction. I got the shock of my life. My boss Diana, the VP of Operations stared at me, cum dripping off her chin. When she saw me, she shook her head in disbelief and closed her eyes, trying to ignore I was even there.

“I’m cumming. Oh, fuck I’m cumming,” she cried and her body began to shudder.

The two men also came after just a few more pumps and pulled out of her. Cum followed and oozed from her swollen holes. As the men left, I sat on the bed beside my freshly-fucked boss and tried to think of something to say.

“That was quite a performance, boss. I bet your objectives are finished.”

Diana looked at me and we both cracked up.

“Listen, about this…” she mumbled, trying to find an excuse.

“Don’t be silly, Di. I’m in here for the same thing. It’s clear we both love to fuck and no one in the office needs to know,” I said in an attempt to make her feel better.

We wrapped towels around ourselves, went for a shower, and then back to the bar area for a drink. We ordered two glasses of prosecco and after a long talk, we decided that as long as everything was out in the open, we might as well just have fun tonight.

Returning to the orgy room, we found a bed and laid down, side-by-side. Almost immediately, two men mounted us and as soon as my man’s long, thick cock was buried in my pussy, I knew I was in for a good fucking. Diana and I held hands as we were fucked in tandem.

“This is so fucking hot,” one of the men whispered.

I was moaning and Diana was gasping as both men thrust their cocks hard into our pussies. The head of his cock rubbed my G-spot and Diana squeezed my nipple as I came. Just a little shiver and an explosion of breath.

“Want to switch?” the second man asked the first one after they fucked us for a couple more minutes.

I felt the second man’s cock push into me. His cock was smaller but thicker and he used it more skillfully. By this time, a large crowd had gathered to watch us getting fucked side-by-side.

“Holy fuck, I’m cumming! Yes!” Diana screamed as her orgasm engulfed her and she tightened her hand around mine.

Her man started groaning and moaning and he pulled out, shooting his load onto her stomach. My man kept thrusting for a few more seconds before exploding in my pussy as I gyrated in ecstasy while Diana played and squeezed on my nipple again.

Our two lovers were suddenly gone back into the crowd and Diana and I lay shivering and shuddering on the bed.

“Do each other! Do each other!” the voyeurs started to chant around us.

She looked over at me and grinned. I kissed her with my luscious red lips, then I felt her tongue swishing back and forth against my lips. Out of nowhere, I was french-kissing my boss.

I lowered my head and sucked one of her round nipples into my mouth, going back and forth on her tits for a while before pulling her head over my chest. At this point, it seemed everyone in the club had come to watch us but oddly enough, we both enjoyed their attention.

“We might as well give them a real show,” Diana said.

I got on all fours and went on top of her, in yet another sixty-nine position. Everyone applauded as I licked down her belly, to her pussy. As I mounted her, my last lover’s cum dripped onto her face and suddenly I felt her tongue go deep in my pussy and around my ass, lapping at both my holes.

She was a very skillful pussy-eater and it was obvious she had performed this act many times. I tried to mimic her actions and do to her pussy what she was doing to mine, even learning a few things during my first lesbian session with my boss.

I lapped away at her slit while she tongued mine. I trapped her head between my thighs and she did the same to me. We both climaxed and kept right on going, our bodies quivering, the room filling with the smell of our love, as we tongued each other for what seemed like hours. With our last orgasm, Diana and I came together and the crowd’s applause was deafening.

“Are you okay?” Diana asked me.

“I’m good,” I said, and I smiled at her.

We both spent the rest of the evening sharing partners and one of the guests even managed to record a small video of our performance and sent me a souvenir copy. I never met Diana at the club after that but seeing her every day in the office is a constant reminder of our night together.