A Husband's Gift

The first thing I noticed when I walked inside was how cold it was compared to the sweltering 100 degree heat of a Carlsbad afternoon in August.

I could feel my nipples hardening and pressing against the thin fabric of the camisole top I was wearing, and not just from the sudden chill in the air. My hands were already shaking and my heart pounding in my chest before my eyes had even adjusted to the dimly lit interior of the club.

"Hi, can I help you?" a heavier set woman with bright pink hair and a brighter purple sarong asked from behind a coat check desk.

"Yea, huh, what's the cover charge for tonight?" I asked when I was finally able to find my tongue.

The woman looked at me with what seemed like a knowing and smug smile for a moment before shaking her head, "Oh, honey, there isn't ever a charge for single women, go right on in!"

I nodded and walked past her, pushing my way through a beaded curtain that partially concealed the hallway beyond and then came to a complete stop when I caught a glimpse of myself in a full length mirror.

I had picked out my outfit for a particular look tonight, from my black open toe stiletto high heels that had me walking on tiptoe and really showed off my long legs, the shiny black patent leather micro skirt that barely covered my belly from the swell of my mound down to just below my crotch, to the beige camisole top that I never wore because you could clearly see my nipples through the thin fabric.

I had to admit I looked absolutely sexy in a come fuck me now slutty way, but what I really saw looking at myself in the full length mirror was Jim earlier tonight in the bathroom mirror standing behind me with one of his arms reaching around my slim waist while his other hand brushed aside my long blond hair to kiss the nape of my neck.

I blinked back the sudden sting of moisture in my eyes and took a deep, steadying breath before walking past the mirror and into the lounge area of the club.

The club was busier than what I had expected with seven or eight couples either playing pool or sitting in the booths enjoying drinks with more than a handful of obviously single men and not a few women thrown in to the mix.

I couldn't help but stare and gawk at the crazy and eclectic outfits all around the room, from a very heavyset women wearing a red negligee and a dog collar being led about on a leash, an obviously cross-dressing man in what had to be a Little Miss Muffet Halloween outfit including the curved candy cane staff thing, a woman who was wearing a neon blue fishnet bodysuit without a stitch of underwear on so that her nipples poked through the fabric and her shaved mound was on full display, to even a midget who looked remarkably like Peter Dinkler dressed in a leather dom outfit with a leather riding crop.

I couldn't help but blush when the midget, or I guess little person would be more PC, walked by me and looked up with a good natured leer as he enjoyed the view of me wearing my micro skirt and no panties.

The bar was on the far side of the lounge so that I had to walk and weave my way through the crowd before I could order a stiff drink and in just that short of a walk I managed to see a guy getting a blowjob in one of the booths and two girls kissing and very obviously fingering each other in another.

"What'll you have?" a young woman with Egyptian eye shadow makeup and wearing a strap leather outfit that only covered her nipples and mound asked from behind the bar when I finally reached it.

"Long Island?" I asked, my heart still racing.

"You got it," the woman said, turning back to the bar to start mixing my drink.

"Hi, I don't think I've seen you here before," a man said standing next to me.

I turned and looked, taking my time to obviously check him out as I let my eyes slowly craw up his body. He looked a bit on the young side with a baby face, dark black hair, and a Fu Manchu mustache that was frankly a bit on the silly side, but his black Under Armor shirt also made it obvious how much he worked out with his pecks and abs outlined against the thin, tight fabric.

My heart skipped a beat and I could feel myself getting wet as I wondered what it would feel like to have this hot, young boy slip his dick inside of me.

"It's my first time," I said with a smile, "And I think I'm just going to look around for a bit."

"Oh, yea, ok," he said, obviously a bit disappointed, "So if you want a, ah, 'personal' tour of everything just let me know."

"Here's your Long Island," the bartender said with a mischievous smile as she glanced from me to the young man beside me, "I heard you say it's your first time here?"

"Yea," I replied, paying the bartender in cash to avoid any incriminating credit card statements.

"I'm Amy so if anyone gives you any hassle," the bartender paused and glanced at the young man beside me at this point, "Just let me or one of the club hosts or hostesses know.

"The Velvet Door is a bit of a maze the first time you ever come here so here's the quick and dirty tour," Amy continued with barely a pause, "There's a sitting room just past the pool tables that has a big screen TV and a few sofas and sectionals to relax on or even play if you're in the mood, you can take the stairs in there down to the dance floor and the women's only lounge. There's lockers, hot tubs, a shower room, and more private and intimate couples lounges up on the third floor. Anything goes as long as it's consensual, but as one of the staff who have to clean up at the end of the night it's appreciated if you keep the furniture clean after yourselves."

Amy looked me up and down, her eyes pausing on my C cup breasts and nipples clearly visible through my top.

"Also if you have any special requests that you'd like help getting fulfilled you can ask me or one of the other staff to help you out," Amy said as she bit her lower lip, her eyes never straying from my nipples that were now so hard they were aching painfully, "And I do mean anything you might have always wanted to try too."

The very vivid fantasy of making love to Amy crashed through my mind and sent my heart beating even faster and I had a sudden impulse to suggest that Amy take me to one of those private couple's lounges. The intensity and vividness of the urge amazed me and I could actually feel a drop of moisture slipping down my inner thigh from my soaking wet and aching pussy, but I also had one very important thing in mind for tonight and it didn't involve exploring any sudden lesbian fantasies I never even knew i had.

"I'll keep that in mind," I replied a bit awkwardly and took a huge swallow of my Long Island Iced Tea to try to calm my nerves.

"Ok, have fun tonight and try to let yourself go!" Amy said with a beautiful smile and then turned to help the young man who had just made the pass at me as I turned back to the lounge.

After talking to Amy my hands and now even my legs were shaking in excitement and I had to slow down a bit and take another slower look around. I had a vague idea of what I was looking for and as I scanned the crowd one man suddenly caught my eye.

He looked older and closer to my own early 30's than the guy who had just been hitting on me, with muscular arms, a wide chest and looked like he was almost six and a half feet tall from across the room. But most important of all was that he had blond hair just like me.

And just like Jim's.

My heart started beating so hard that I could feel the pulse in my temples as well as in more intimate places as my pussy and even my nipples began to throb in time with my heart. I made my way across the room without even realizing it, my eyes never leaving this tall blond strangers face until he noticed me coming towards him.

"Well, hello," he said with a smile, his eyes quickly taking in my body and lingering on my sheer camisole top and very hard nipples.

I reached out and took his hand in mine and then looked up into his blue eyes, "I was hoping you might want to fuck me," I said huskily, all effort at subtlety tossed aside in my sudden lust.

"Wha... Really?" the tall stranger said with a laugh and then glanced to his side.

I looked over and saw a woman a few inches shorter than my five foot five with reddish brown hair, a pretty oval face, green eyes and a very definite scowl on her pretty face at the moment.

"Oh,I, ah..." I stammered, looking from the petite woman up to the tall blue eyed man and back again.

I had a sudden inspiration of Amy the bartender and what she had so obviously suggested a few minutes before and smiled at the petite woman.

"My names Emily," I lied without any hesitation, "Um, maybe you could help me with two fantasies at the same time?"

"Really?" the woman replied with a frown, "Seems like you just want to fuck my boyfriend."

"Maybe I could fuck you both?" I suggested while biting my lower lip.

"Oh, hell yea," the blond man said enthusiastically.

I kept my eyes focused on the woman's eyes, glancing from her left eye, then to the right, and then to her lips and back to her left eye as she obviously considered the offer.

"Both of us huh," the woman said after what seemed like an eternity.

"Would you like to sit on my face while your boyfriend fucks me?" I asked suggestively.

The woman glanced up at her boyfriend who was grinning from ear to ear and then back to me.

"You've got his attention," she said before finally shrugging, "Yea, ok.

"I'm Chris and this overgrown dick for brains is Greg."

Chris stood up and surprised me by walking over and embracing me, her hands slipping gently over the bare skin of my sides and back before her fingers slipped tantalizingly down the back of my micro skirt.

Just as smoothly and quickly as she had stood up and taken me in her arms she leaned in and kissed my mouth, her tongue pressing between my lips passionately.

Without even thinking about it I returned the embrace, my arms wrapping around this petite stranger and my hands caressing the smooth fabric of her halter dress against her back before slipping lower to cup her ass cheeks.

"Let's go upstairs," Chris said huskily when she finally broke away from our kiss.

I nodded, not trusting to speak after my very first time kissing a woman as Chris took my and Greg's hands in hers and began to pull us towards the side lounge Amy had told me about earlier.

I had a moment of doubt as an image of Jim's face flashed before my eyes, the thought of what I was about to do causing my stomach to clench and my heart to pound in my chest. I couldn't believe this was actually happening and only a short time after I had walked into the club as well. Chris never hesitated though and led Greg and myself through the crowd and into the side lounge.

"Oh my god," I couldn't help but say with a breathless laugh as soon as we walked into the side lounge.

There certainly was a big screen TV set up along one wall which was currently showing a graphic scene of two women 69'ing while some guy fucked one of the women doggy style.

"Ummm, yummy," Chris said with a grin as she continued to lead us through the room and towards the stairs, "We'll have to try that position, don't you think?"

I looked from the big screen TV down to Chris's cute face, my own face heating as I imagined her licking my pussy as Greg's dick slipped in and out of me. Then I imagined myself licking Chris's pussy, licking Greg's shaft as it plunged in and out of Chris and felt my pussy clench convulsively.

"Oh god, please," I said breathlessly, amazed that I was on the verge of having an orgasm already.

Going through the room with the porno playing, even with two couples making love for anyone to watch, and then up the stairs passed by in an instant. Chris must have been familiar with the layout because she led the way into the first couples lounge without even looking.

The room was fairly small, not even ten feet on a side with a raised and padded mattress for a floor. There were a set of large windows with curtains to pull closed that looked out of the room and onto the hallway we had just entered and a small end table with a bowl full of condoms and towels.

I barely had time to set down my Long Island before Chris turned and embraced me again, her mouth meeting mine as her hands began to caress my sides and stomach before sliding up beneath my top to cup my breasts.

Greg closed the door and began to undress, my attention divided between watching him slip his shirt off and Chris's tongue pressing against my own as we kissed. Everything seemed to be happening so fast, but I didn't care. Greg had unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down revealing a very large dick that was already standing at attention when I became brave enough to take the edges of Chris's halter dress and pull it up and over her head.

Chris raised her arms and let me take her dress off so that she was suddenly standing in front of me completely naked. I couldn't help but admire her petite body with her very perky B cup breasts, dark brown areoles contrasting against her cream colored skin, her perfectly flat stomach with just a hint of stretch marks and her shaved mound.

Greg walked around so that he was behind me standing on the raised mattress and took my own camisole off while Chris slipped my micro skirt down over my hips so that it fell at my feet. Chris's eyes ran up and down my own naked body before looking up into my eyes.

"I really don't think you've ever tasted a woman's pussy before have you?" Chris asked huskily as she embraced me again, our naked bodies pressed against each other so that I could feel her nipples pressing against my breasts.

"I..." I began and then shook my head, "No, but I want to. I want to taste you while Greg fucks me from behind just like that porno."

"I didn't think you had," Chris said with a smile and then stepped up onto the raised cushion and lay back before spreading her legs apart, "Why don't you show me how much you want to taste my pussy."

I caught a glimpse of someone walking by in the hallway obviously slowing down to watch us.

"The curtains?" I asked as Chris scooted around on the mattress so that her head was towards me.

"There fine," Chris said as she looked up at me from where her head was now resting between my legs, "What if someone wants to watch Greg and I fuck you?"

I looked at the stranger standing outside the window watching us and then down at Chris, her smile seeming to challenge me to see how far I would go. I began to kneel down on the mattress and then noticed Greg taking a condom from the bowl on the end table.

"I'm really allergic to latex," I said apologetically before Greg could rip open one of the condoms, "I'm on the pill and I promise I'm clean."

Chris reached up and grabbed my thighs and pulled me down towards her while Greg seemed to hesitate.

"Oh, fuck her bareback," Chris finally said to Greg as he continued to hesitate, "You know you want to."

"Yes ma'am," Greg said with a grin as he stepped around behind me.

My heart leaped into my throat even as Chris continued to pull me down on top of her. I could feel Chris's lips kissing my skin, her tongue tracing the sensitive crease where the curve of my mound met my inner thighs and looked down at what awaited me.

Chris's legs were spread apart and her inner lips were already parted and glistening wet with her excitement. I could even see inside of Chris, her vulva an open soft pink invitation deep into Chris's body and soul.

This was the closest I had ever been to another woman's vagina and what instantly came to my mind was how beautiful Chris's pussy was. Her labia were large and full, a light pink close to Chris's vulva with a dark brown coloration along the edge of her inner lips. Chris's lips were also glistening wet from her moisture, the multitude of small wrinkles and folds coated with Chris's clear juices which showed that she was just as excited as I was.

I wanted to see Chris's clit to compare it to my own, but her button was still hidden beneath the smooth pink skin of her hood.

Even her vulva fascinated me. The soft pink flesh surrounding the darker circle of Chris's opening looked so mysterious and beautiful and I wanted to taste the thick stream of clear fluid that was flowing out of her so much that my jaw was aching and mouth watering.

Chris's mouth suddenly found my own inner lips and began to suck and pull on them, the sensation causing my pussy to clench while I moaned in helpless pleasure. I could feel the muscles deep inside my abdomen already tightening, a sure sign of my coming orgasm, and gazed back down at Chris's pussy.

I realized that I did want to taste Chris's pussy, that I wanted to see if she had the same tangy earthy flavor as me when I licked my nectar off of my fingers.

I used my fingers to spread Christ's lips and hood, her pink button finally springing into view for me to bend down and gently kiss before using the tip of my tongue to tease and circle her clit. I could feel Chris's tongue exploring my soft, wet folds, my pussy flooding with my juices and my muscles fluttering every time she sucked on my lips and wanted to return the favor, to return the pleasure she was giving me.

Without thought I took the plunge so to speak and shoved my face down onto Chris's pussy, my tongue slipping effortlessly deep into her womanhood.

"Mmmm, you taste so good," I managed to say between my own moans and meant every single word.

Chris's taste, even her smell was so like my own but also different with a strong muskiness that was both delicious and exciting. Chris's moans let me know that I was at least doing something right and I began to experiment with things that I knew that I enjoyed.

I began to suck and tug on Chris's lips as hard as I could since that was something I loved to have done to my own lips and was rewarded with Chris's cries of delight. I slipped two fingers from each hand inside of Chris' and pulled her apart, stretching her open until I had a clear view of her cervix while I licked her vulva and even slipped my tongue inside of her to run over the silky smooth walls of her sheath I'd take turns circling her clit with my tongue before sucking on her little button just as hard as I had sucked on her lips earlier and then go back to circling and teasing her. I even managed to slip four fingers and almost half my hand inside of Chris's pussy to stroke her cervix while I sucked on her clit.

I was completely lost in my own pleasure too, Chris's expert fingers and mouth doing things to my pussy that I had never even dreamed of until my legs were shaking and I was on the very edge of climax from just Chris's expert care.

I was so lost in devouring Chris' and being devoured that I had completely forgotten about Greg until I felt the familiar sensation of a dick pressing against my opening while Chris was still sucking on my clit.

"Oh my god," I gasped as Greg began to slip inside of me, his dick stretching me open inch by slow inch.

Even though I had stopped devouring Chris, she was still very intent on destroying me by using her fingers to massage my lips wrapped around Greg's dick while her tongue circled and flicked my clit. It felt so fucking good having Greg's dick slip slowly inside of me, slowly stretching me open while Chris devoured me!

I pressed my face against Chris's mound and whimpered while pushing my hips back to force Greg inside of me just a little bit faster, a little deeper but he would pull back with me every time I tried to force him deeper into me.

It felt so frustratingly good to have him slipping deeper and deeper inside of me while teasing me and not letting me force him all the way in. Suddenly I felt Chris begin to slip her fingers inside of my pussy at the same time Greg was slipping his dick in inch by slow inch, the new sensation sending wavers of pleasure exploding through my body.