Birthday Suit Required

"Yes, sir." It was involuntary. Nita laughed.

"This is Billy. As long as you stay harmless, he's harmless." Billy grinned. It wasn't reassuring.

There was yet another secure door, this one with a sign on it. The sign read "July 14th is National Nude Day. Celebration starts at 7:30 sharp. Birthday suit required." Another handwritten sign below read "No clothes beyond this door."

Nita swiped her wrist across the reader and the door clicked and swung open. Pulling me inside by the hand, the door shut automatically behind us. No knob on this one, either.

"Umm, Nita? What the fuck?" I was not only confused but seriously concerned. Nobody said anything about getting naked for dinner.

She pulled me over to some lockers. "Just what the sign says, no clothes from here on. Strip, boy. All of it." To illustrate her point, she casually reached for the lower hem of her blouse and pulled it up over her head. She was wearing a sheer strapless bra, which she unhooked and folded up beside her blouse. I'd never seen her ass before this morning and now this was the first time I had ever seen her entire breasts. Her areolas were about half dollar size in diameter and her nipples were hard. Unbuckling her belt, she noticed that I hadn't moved. "Strip, Chris. Come on, it will be fun. I promise."

I started undressing. I really wanted to protest but I also didn't want to hurt her feelings either. She had planned this for my birthday. It's not like I'm bashful about my body, it is what it is, and it is better than a lot of guys my age. I decided that I would go along with it for now. If it got too crazy, I'd just tap out.

She pulled out two pairs of the surgical slippers you see in hospitals. "You can wear these, just in case somebody spilled something on the floor." She was now totally nude. I was completely erect before I knew it. I couldn't help it. She was beautiful.

I had taken a seat to remove my boots, socks, jeans and underwear. I tried to hide my hard on when I stood up but I was eventually going to have to put my clothes down somewhere. She patted the shelf of the locker her clothes were stacked in. I shuffled over, placed my clothes next to hers and turned bright red when she looked down at my bouncing cock and smiled.

As we were getting ready to enter the next room, an older gentleman came into the dressing room. He was also totally nude, wearing nothing but one of those smartwatches. And an impressive erection. Now I didn't feel so bad.

He greeted Nita, "Hi, Nita. Patient emergency." He pointed to the watch.

"No problem, Rudy. We'll see you inside." On our way through the door, she told me, "Rudy is a cardiologist, his wife Cinda is a neurologist. They are good people."

As soon as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, it was apparent that everybody in the room was totally naked. Only a couple of people had on smartwatches like Rudy had been wearing. There were no phones, Nita had taken mine while we were getting undressed.

The room itself was reminiscent of old pictures of speakeasies that I remembered seeing from history class in college. Dim lighting, dark wooden bar and furniture, with thick carpet on the floor to mute the sound. It looked expensive. There was a stage in the center, approximately ten feet by ten feet. It held a solitary chair in the middle. The spotlight overhead was the brightest light in the room.

A beautiful blond woman met us on the way to our table. "Hi, Nita. Hi, Chris." She gave me a full contact hug. I tried to subdue the lurch but couldn't. She never flinched. She gave Nita a full contact hug as well as a brief peck on the lips.

Nita greeted her, "Hi, Carli. You look great tonight."

Carli gave me another once over, "You're looking pretty good tonight too, honey." I wasn't sure who she was addressing. She guided us to the table, off along the wall. "What will you be having tonight?"

Nita gave me a look and then turned to Carli, "The scotch," emphasizing the word "the".

Carli smiled. "Good choice. Two scotch." Her departure could only be described as a sashay. It was spectacular to watch. Every guy in the room did.

I turned back to Nita. "I gotta ask. What the hell is this place? Why are we here?"

Nita sighed. She waited until Carli brought the glasses and coasters, placing them in front of each of us. "This is another one of my 'businesses'. I'm partners with Billy and Carli in this little venture."

"What is this little venture, may I ask?" I tried to keep my voice down. The last thing I wanted to do was piss Billy off, the second to last thing I wanted to do was lose my incredibly well paying new job by getting arrested.

"This is a --" Nita paused, searching for the right words, "sex club. A very exclusive sex club. Membership is by invitation only, limited to one hundred members, give or take a few. The annual fee for membership is two hundred and fifty thousand dollars a year per couple. Half that if you're single after you're a member.

"Perks include no charge for anything on the premises, alcohol, food, toys, anything. No questions. The rules are simple. No cameras, except in designated rooms. No guns. No drugs. No minors. No guests. No phones inside. Smartwatches are preapproved for those who need them because of their work, like doctors. Anything goes, with consent, with the restrictions I just said. .

"We have executives, lawyers, doctors, accountants, a couple of professional athletes, and a couple of actors. It's first names only, even if you know somebody from outside the walls. We have playrooms for almost every whim. If a member is into something and we don't have the toys for it, we get them, no charge to the member. Carli handles food and drink, Billy does security and maintenance and I handle member relations. Prospective members are vetted thoroughly."

"Wow." That was the best response I could come up with. I would have questions later but that was later. By now, my eyes had totally adjusted to the low light. The room was mostly full, only one or two empty tables. Food was being brought out a few tables at a time. Carli came by to bring us another drink, I apparently inhaled mine because I could feel it starting to hit me.

"What brand of scotch was that?" I asked. I'd never tasted anything quite like it before.

"Macallan Pure Highland Malt, it's thirty six year old whisky." She smiled at me over her glass. "Do you like it?"

I whistled involuntarily. It wasn't the most expensive scotch whisky in the world, but it was up there. "Hell, yes, I liked it."

"I thought you would." Her hand kept dipping down below tabletop level and her nipples were in a constant state of being erect. As I surveyed the room, I could see several others doing much the same thing, hand either in their lap or their partners.

Our dinner came and we got down to business. At her suggestion, we had skipped lunch and I was glad I did. She had ordered a dish for both of us that she called chicken tampiqueña, which was a chicken breast covered with a white cheese she said was asadero, grilled onions and green chile. The chiles were a little spicy but not painfully so. It was served with flour tortillas, rice and refried beans. A glass of water accompanied the dinner. Throughout dinner, her foot would occasionally rub against mine under the table.

As the diners finished, tables were cleared and drinks were refreshed. My erection was down to semi-hard again, thanks to the alcohol. I was feeling buzzed, I had slowed way down on the second drink now that I was more comfortable.

As we sat there, observing the room, the last of the tables were cleared. All the lights dimmed again, until the only light in the room came from the spotlight over the chair in the center of the room. Carli stepped into the circle of light with an index card in one hand and a microphone in the other.

"July 2nd, Rudy. Happy Belated Birthday, sir. Have a seat." Rudy kissed his wife and walked up onto the stage. His wife sat back in her chair with a huge smile on her face, one hand in her lap. I noticed several women start to line up just off stage. As the music began to play, Carli put the card and mic down on the floor and started doing one hell of a lap dance. It was full contact, no holds barred lap dancing. Rudy was immediately erect. He fondled her breasts, kissed them, licked them, fingered her pussy and her ass, kissed her pussy and her ass, he had his hands all over her. This continued for about two minutes, until somebody called "Time", and then the next lady in line took her place. It was the same thing, all over again. It went on for about twenty minutes, changing dancers every two minutes, until the last dancer. It was his wife. She did the lap dance part just like everybody else had. The exception was that when "Time" was called, she dropped to her knees and gave him a blowjob, with the encouragement of the crowd. They really got into it, too. Rudy lasted about three minutes. They departed the stage to a standing ovation. I caught Nita's arm moving back and forth a couple of times during the performance and her face was flushed at the end.

Carli called out the next birthday person. "Esperanza, honey. July 4th. Happy Belated Birthday, girl!". Esperanza was a slightly heavyset woman. She was escorted to the stage by her partner, who stood behind her as a half dozen men danced for her. When "Time" was called, she would deep throat each dancer until they were fully erect, concluding with deep throating her partner to completion. This was again met with full crowd approval, laughing and shouting encouragement.

It was during the third dancer I felt Nita's hand creep into my lap and start playing with my balls. I reached down and placed my hand over hers, stopping her movement. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her smile.

Carli then called out a few more July birthdays. The process repeated itself for each person, only some of the dancers changed. There were lots of catcalls, friendly insults, and encouragement from the crowd. When Nita wasn't touching me, she was touching herself. I tried to concentrate on the floor show.

Carli once again assumed the stage. I was too busy watching her to notice what happened behind me. As Carli read the card, she smiled. Raising the mic to her face, she looked over in our direction and it felt like my heart stopped. "Oops, skipped one. July 14th. Chris. Happy Nude Birthday!" Everybody clapped. I tried to shrink into invisibility.

Nita grabbed my arm to pull me up and as I started to struggle, I felt a huge hand on my shoulder. "Up."

I knew that voice. I got up. Nita dragged me to the stage, my cock flopping around with every step. My face felt hot and I was lightheaded from both anxiety and the scotch. Billy was still behind me, I could hear his breathing. They led me to the chair and helped me sit down, because my legs weren't working very well at that point. As I looked to the side, it seemed like every woman in the room was standing in line as it disappeared into the darkness of the room.

With Nita standing next to me and Billy directly behind me, the lap dance parade began with Carli announcing a one minute time limit. She put down the card and mic, and then worked my cock over with her pussy. I only touched her to put my hands on her waist to keep her from falling. All in all, there were twenty three dancers in line. How I didn't cum is beyond me, I think it was because it was only a minute at a time and I was getting a break in between. I was still rock hard though.

The room was silent for a moment and I started to get up, thinking I was done. I wasn't. Billy put both hands on my shoulders and told me, "Sit your ass back down." The crowd laughed as I sat back down. Nita appeared in front of me. Over the sound system, Warrant's "Cherry Pie" started playing.

As soon as she got within reach, my hands were all over her like they had a mind of their own. So were my tongue and lips. I could hear the crowd cheering us on as the song continued. I'm pretty sure she came at least once during the dance while I was fingering her pussy. She dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth, running her tongue around the head and down the shaft, massaging my balls and suctioning the head while teasing it with her tongue. She was toying with me, I could see it in her eyes.

I never felt more alive. It was so dirty, naughty, nasty, depraved, de-everything. The last time I had been naked in front of a group of people was gym class, in the shower, and I hated it. This night, I didn't care.

When the song stopped, she stood before me, chest heaving, her sweat glistening all over her body. All I knew was that my balls ached, my dick pointed at the ceiling, my head was still spinning, and she was the most beautiful, sexy woman in the entire world. She was mine.

There was silence as Carli handed the microphone to Billy. I could feel him lean over my shoulder so that his mouth and the mic were right next to my ear. Nita was looking at us with this gleam in her eye I will never have the words to describe.

Looking up at Nita, he spoke into the mic with an impossibly deep tone of voice, "Finish him!" Like right out of the video game. The crowd erupted into cheers and whistles.

She walked up and pulled my hips forward in the chair. She proceeded to straddle me as the crowd egged her on. Billy held the chair still and me upright in it. She bent over and kissed me, our tongues playing with each other, as she lined up over my now excruciatingly hard cock. We broke our kiss and we watched each other's faces as she slowly and sinfully lowered herself down onto me. I wasn't a virgin by any means, hell I had been married, but that was the wettest, warmest pussy I had ever felt, it was so velvety and welcoming. Her forehead pressed into mine as she slowly started sliding up and down, arms around each other for support.

"I'm gonna cum, Nita. Oh, god, I'm gonna cum." I whispered. I tried to fight the rising feeling but I couldn't.

"Do it." That was all she said. My mouth found each of her nipples as her head rolled back and she rode me slowly, teasing and tormenting me all the way. I was still vaguely aware of the crowd, the cheers, the shouts of encouragement. Carli was fingering herself as she watched us, eyes fixated on Nita as she went up and down. I was aware of Billy breathing hard, a moist squelching sound coming from behind me. I didn't care, I just wanted to be inside Nita forever.

The end finally came, I couldn't hold out any longer. I grabbed Nita's hips and just started slamming her up and down on my cock as I shot my cum into her, gasping as if I was starving for oxygen.

Carli was on her knees next to me, taking as much of Billy's cock into her mouth as she could manage. He had a handful of her hair as his dick pulsed and she made choking noises. His grunts were almost as loud as mine had been. Cum leaked from around his dick as she struggled to swallow all she could.

Nita sat in my lap, her forehead resting against mine, her hair covering our faces as we slowly caught our breath. There was cheering and laughter when somebody yelled "Encore!" and I could only croak, "Fuck you, I can't." I wasn't sure I could even walk.

Carli stood up and gave us a hug together as we sat there. Billy slapped me on the shoulder, gently, thankfully. He helped me stand and walked both of us back to our table. Carli brought a pitcher of water and a couple of glasses. We couldn't stop touching each other the rest of the evening.

Rudy stopped by at some point with this sci-fi looking contraption, applied antibacterial disinfectant to my arm and injected one of the security chip things into my wrist. It was a good thing I was pretty wiped out, because it hurt like a motherfucker. He said something about Nita looking after it to prevent infection.

We eventually toured the remainder of the club. Now I understood why the surgical booties were necessary, the floor was getting slippery. Couples were everywhere, sometimes two or three in a group. I lost track of all the names, knowing I'd learn them over time anyway. Nita hauled me into the room with the sex swing when she discovered it was empty. Miraculously, I not only got hard again but also managed to cum as we slowly fucked with her laying back in the swing. There were plenty of birthday wishes and thanks for the show we put on.

I'm not sure what time we got home, I don't even remember getting dressed again or the Uber ride, which I summoned. We stumbled to her room, fumbled our way through getting each other undressed, and fell asleep together. I couldn't recall ever being that exhausted before.

I woke up early, it was just getting to be light out. Nita was still asleep, head on my chest. Her eyes opened when I kissed her forehead.

"Hey." Her tone was uncertain.

"Hey, yourself. How you feeling?" I hurt. Sex sitting down was new to me and my back wasn't sure how it felt about doing that again any time soon. My wrist was only painful if I moved it.

"My legs hurt. You took a long time to cum, you bastard." She laughed.

"Thank the scotch, you gave it to me." I kissed her on the nose, then we kissed again, lips parting to allow our tongues to get reacquainted. My hands went everywhere they could reach.

She pulled away, "As I recall, I started something last night that I didn't actually finish. Consider it a late birthday present." She slid down, softly squeezing and rubbing my dick with her hand. It didn't take long for me to become erect.

Toying with the tip using her tongue, she spread my precum around and then swallowed the head, teasing it with her tongue like she had the night before. It was even more sensual without the alcohol and adrenaline. She took her time, making sure I suffered as much as she possibly could before bringing me to orgasm, swallowing almost everything I had to give.

When I could think straight again, I pulled her up next to me and then slowly kissed my way down her body, from her forehead to her lips to her neck. I took a slight detour to become intimately familiar with her nipples, licking and sucking them, occasionally nibbling on them until she started playing with herself. I went back to kissing my way down her stomach, to her mound and its little furry triangle. Spreading her thighs, I slowly ran my tongue around her labia and slid it into the opening, which was already well lubricated. I teased her clit while slowly investigating every crevice until it was hard, then I slowly licked and sucked on it until she was pulling my face into her, moaning and swearing. My fingers finding her spot helped bring her relief.

We ended up napping some more after that, holding each other. When we woke up, I was hard again. We made love slowly, her arms and legs wrapped around me as I slowly rode her. When I was ready to cum, we rolled over so I ended up on my back and she rode me deliberately and sensually while she rubbed her clit to orgasm. I came with an intensity that surprised me, given all the sex I'd had in the last twenty four hours.

"You know, Nita, I think I'm gonna love living in Dallas."

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This is my entry for the Nude Day Story Contest 2023. Thanks for reading, commenting and/or voting!

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