Pride

 Pride

Pride week and my dear friend had brought me to the city once more and during the day we defied rain and winds to make a stand and walk in the pride parade… and in the late afternoon we went our separate ways - she went back home and I got back into my hotel room for a short nap to gather a bit of energy for the evening and night to come. 

When the alarm went off at seven pm I was all disoriented at first - before the slight excitement started spreading through my body. There is no way of knowing what these evenings will bring, it might be nothing at all… or stuff that comes straight from one's fantasies and then some..! This particular evening I was going to meet up with two persons before going to the club - and I had a certain interest in both. That fact in itself was making me excited and just a little bit nervous, but in a good way.

I had decided on the black lingerie with the quarter cup and the tiny thong, black stay ups and heels - and a short, white top with plenty of holes as second layer, to start the evening off… but that wouldn’t do for the walk to the club and not for a drink in a regular bar beforehand (unless I wanted to attract way more attention than would be suitable out in the real world), so I topped it all off with a regular sweater and jeans, stuffed the heels in a bag and donned a pair of walking shoes. My makeup hardly needed anything else than a quick touch-up and I pulled a brush through my hair. To finish it all off I put a rainbow ribbon in a bow around my neck. It was, after all, pride weekend. 

I met up with the bearded guy from my last visit, he will be going as my plus one this time… and this time we would hopefully manage to do a bit more than to just pass each other every now and then during the evening. At the pub, where we are supposed to meet with the woman to whom I have a bit of a keen eye, we went straight into a rather noisy football game and a whole swarm of rather jolly football fans cheering loudly or crying out, depending on who happened to be in possession of the ball on the big screen. We immediately decided on trying out another place while waiting for her and found a rather nice place just across the street. She was having trouble finding parking for her car, but in spite of that little speed bump showed up sooner rather than later.

After a bit of pleasant smalltalk we got up and strolled towards the club. We were a little bit too early, but before long one of the hosts showed up. It was his free night - but where could he spend a Saturday better than not working at the club? - and he let us in.
At the lockers we began talking to some of the other early guests and before long we’re all by the bar, having a glass of non alcoholic beverage. 

It didn’t take very long before I decided that it was time to shed my second, although diminutive, layer of clothing. While walking back into the bar after leaving the white piece in the locker I contemplated the interesting fact that my gait changed completely once I switched from the sneakers to my high heels. It sure brought forth a completely different sort of swagger.

Upon being offered a massage (because honestly, how could anyone refuse such an offer) my plus one and myself went to the massage room and put up the chain for the door, signalling that we didn’t, at this time, want company. After I stripped off my lingerie he started to rub me down with baby oil, first my back (in dire need of a massage, I might add) and then the front… ending up situated between my legs, taking care of my pussy. After a while it seemed he should be receiving some massage back… although that massage was given mainly with hands, mouth and tongue. 

Neither of us were intent on cumming just yet, so after a while I went back to the bar area and he went off to the pool. 

Had a drink and chatted with some of the people around. My lady interest walked off with her girlfriend to the couples room and seeing as I wasn’t coupled at the time I wasn't able to tag along… so I returned to the bar area. A little later my bearded friend returned and we left for the mirrored room. 

While I licked and sucked his cock a man joined and after very politely having asked he went down on me. Everything then turned a bit orgy-like and while I performed fellatio on my bearded friend more men joined, touching me, licking my nipples and after a while took turns licking my pussy. As far as I could tell there were several more men in the room who were watching and stroking their cocks and honestly, I felt delightfully slutty. I was also rather impressed that everyone included very obediently followed my rule: no cocks in my pussy and no cumming in my mouth. I’m not more stupid than that I realise that those rules might seem a bit odd once you’re already engaged in what can best be described as a bit of an orgy - but I was very glad not to have to focus on enforcing my rule and instead was able to enjoy the ride, figuratively speaking. 

My bearded friend disappeared, but his cock was instantly replaced by two others and I took care of them as well as those appearing at each of my hands the very best I could - but really, it is kind of tricky to give pleasure to plenty while simultaneously having ones pussy rather expertly licked and when I did cum - one of those delightful orgasms that always make me laugh after the waves have settled - it went on for s little while more before I somewhat reluctantly admitted to needing a water break. 

I was readily helped up from the bed, someone handed me my towel and kept me steady when my knees wobbled a bit. 

Two glasses of water later the massage man from my previous visit showed up and suggested I give him a payback massage - and that did seem fair, so off to the massage room we walked… but it was currently taken, so we continued through the corridor to the swing room that was free. Once again the chain went across the doorway as I started rubbing his back down with the baby oil that was readily waiting on a shelf. Some guys passed outside the chain and asked if they could join, but the room is more of a wardrobe and I felt that two was quite enough for the time being. After a little while a friend of massage man turned up and was allowed to pass the chain. Him and massage man chatted while I kept working and after a while more I told the massage subject to turn over, which he obediently did and I continued massaging the front of his body -  torso, legs and stomach… but I have to admit that I was being a bit of a tease, purposely avoiding his cock - and apparently he is a man who won't take a tease for more than a certain amount of time, because after a while he got up from the swing and ordered me down on it. 

My feet went up in those loops and then he went about taking care of my pussy with fingers, tongue and mouth. There was a Magic Wand available too, but it seemed to be stuck on highest intensity and that is WAY too intense for my pussy and myself. After discarding the wand they took turns licking me and I am fairly certain that there was an audience outside the chain the whole time… and while his friend was licking my pussy I was sucking massage man’s cock - it was a bit tricky in the angle from the swing… and after s little while he told me to get down on my knees. 

By now you know that I do aim to please, so I obediently did as I was told and then took turns sucking the two cocks in front of me, at times sucking them both simultaneously. They both came over my breasts and meanwhile there had gathered a tiny crowd outside the chain and one of the men asked if he could cum on my boobs too… and I said yes, because why not? After having three cocks worth of cum on my breasts it was definitely time for a shower. The guys collected a new towel for me and we went to the showers. 

I left my tiny pile of clothing by the coaches and got under the warm jets of water to rinse off - but figured I might as well get a proper cleanse, so I told the gentlemen to soap me up properly… which they did and seemed rather happy to. 

Then the girl I’d been having my eyes on during the evening stepped into the shower area too, she sure was a sight for sore eyes - so I spread my arms to her and was relieved and very pleased that she chose to step into my embrace. 

We stayed under the shower for a while, kissing and caressing each other before stepping out from under the water and towelling dry, in my case I got back into my lingerie and then we all went out to the bar for water. 

There were hands stroking both left and right and my hands may have strayed too… but when she said that she’d like to taste me I immediately got up and said “Let’s go!” … and off to the mirrored room we went. 

She laid her towel out for me and motioned for me to lie down, which I did as soon as I had gotten out of my bra and diminutive panties. With my very, very sparse experience of sex with females it’s hard to say if it was just her being excessively wonderfully skilled at licking my pussy -  but oh my god, I could have stayed right there for an eternity and it still would have been exquisite. There were more persons in the room, I know and I vaguely noticed them doing all kinds of lovely sexual acts around… but I was so focused on her warm tongue between my legs that it all sort of melted into a blur of sex. A wonderful blur, the kind of blur I would love to have plenty of… and god, I really want to learn how to give her the kind of pleasure she gave me. 

Then the lights flashed - and the lights flashing is the sign to stop what wonderful things you're doing and to get ready to leave. We almost did. I did catch her for a couple of moments and we sat close, kissing and holding… before getting up and getting dressed to leave the cellar for this time, back to regular life. 

It is a wonderful, terrible thing when regular life seems to be more of an interlude between now and next visit to the cellar.