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So I have said about my first meeting with someone….now for my first time at a club. Having discovered this thing called the “internet” I found an advert for a club in Bristol – not too far away from me but far enough. I sent a message to the people who rang it and got a response back that I was welcome to come along to their fetish nights as that was open to everyone. Fantastic thinks me but what the hell is a fetish night and what happens. I must add at this time that fetish is not my thing at all but if it meant I could get into the club…it would be my thing.
After a few chats with the owners, I am off to a fetish wear shop to try and find something in either leather or PVC to wear for the evening. The shop was staffed by a lady who seemed to take great delight in my nervous fumbling amongst the clothes before saying that if I was new to “the scene” then a pair of PVC shorts would be OK. I grabbed a pair in what I thought would be my size and headed off to the changing rooms…..yes that would do. Did I detect a stirring as I tried on the fetish clothing – did I hell. Something I hadn’t realised was just how expensive this kit would be. But if it got me into the club it would be worth.
The night of the party and I am walking up and down a busy main road in Bristol – the parties were held in a private house on the main road. I walked past and just about to get up the nerve to go in then a car would come along so I would walk past as if the place had no interest for me. 5 times. Yes 5 times I walked past the door and each time a car would come along. That was it, next time I would go in or I would go home. I get level with their gate and screwing up my nerve, I rang the bell……….The door opened a man directed me to a hatch where a very nice lady (the host) greeted me and releved me of the entrance fee before opening the inner door. I was in………..
She showed me the changing area so I put on my PVC shorts and found the fridge to put my drinks in. Standing with a drink by the fridge thinking what the hell do I do now and a bloke spoke to me asking if this was my first time. I said yes it was and how did you know. He said something to do with the rabbit in a headlight look gave it away. He showed me round the place. Big lounge, quiet lounge, dark room, 2 other bedrooms and the loft which had been converted into a dungeon.
I can’t remember what happened that night after that – did I get to play or not, I don’t think I did but I don’t know. I was invited back a couple of weeks later when they had a “normal” swing party. I do remember a lovely blonde with superb tits who was getting screwed on a mattress in the eaves of the loft. I was stood watching when she called me over and sucked me….She was great at that and I shot my load into her welcoming mouth. As I came, I saw stars...lots of them. I had jerked my head back as I came and hit it hard on one of the rafters. I saw her again about 8 years later at another club – she hadn’t changed much at all and her oral was just as good.
After finding that clubs advertised on the internet…..I found that couples did as well – definitely no more of the SAE for me! More of that to come though and maybe there will be some pics as well. Check back soon and if there is anyone reading my ramblings, please do leave a comment.
After a few chats with the owners, I am off to a fetish wear shop to try and find something in either leather or PVC to wear for the evening. The shop was staffed by a lady who seemed to take great delight in my nervous fumbling amongst the clothes before saying that if I was new to “the scene” then a pair of PVC shorts would be OK. I grabbed a pair in what I thought would be my size and headed off to the changing rooms…..yes that would do. Did I detect a stirring as I tried on the fetish clothing – did I hell. Something I hadn’t realised was just how expensive this kit would be. But if it got me into the club it would be worth.
The night of the party and I am walking up and down a busy main road in Bristol – the parties were held in a private house on the main road. I walked past and just about to get up the nerve to go in then a car would come along so I would walk past as if the place had no interest for me. 5 times. Yes 5 times I walked past the door and each time a car would come along. That was it, next time I would go in or I would go home. I get level with their gate and screwing up my nerve, I rang the bell……….The door opened a man directed me to a hatch where a very nice lady (the host) greeted me and releved me of the entrance fee before opening the inner door. I was in………..
She showed me the changing area so I put on my PVC shorts and found the fridge to put my drinks in. Standing with a drink by the fridge thinking what the hell do I do now and a bloke spoke to me asking if this was my first time. I said yes it was and how did you know. He said something to do with the rabbit in a headlight look gave it away. He showed me round the place. Big lounge, quiet lounge, dark room, 2 other bedrooms and the loft which had been converted into a dungeon.
I can’t remember what happened that night after that – did I get to play or not, I don’t think I did but I don’t know. I was invited back a couple of weeks later when they had a “normal” swing party. I do remember a lovely blonde with superb tits who was getting screwed on a mattress in the eaves of the loft. I was stood watching when she called me over and sucked me….She was great at that and I shot my load into her welcoming mouth. As I came, I saw stars...lots of them. I had jerked my head back as I came and hit it hard on one of the rafters. I saw her again about 8 years later at another club – she hadn’t changed much at all and her oral was just as good.
After finding that clubs advertised on the internet…..I found that couples did as well – definitely no more of the SAE for me! More of that to come though and maybe there will be some pics as well. Check back soon and if there is anyone reading my ramblings, please do leave a comment.
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tommytoetapper
11 August 2010 - 09:17 AM
I'm enjoying reading your 'ramblings'... but why can't you remember what happened that night? Got a bit confused towards the end there! Please do keep posting though!
Muppet4
11 August 2010 - 05:20 PM
Thanks for the comment - the reason I can't remember what happened was that the first time I went to the club was about Oct 1999 and I went back a number of other times. Trying to remember what happened on each visit...not a chance. Thanks for the comment again
tommytoetapper
16 September 2010 - 09:22 PM
Ah, I missed the retrospective element... going to go on and read the rest now... remembering that some of it happened a while ago! Cheers for sharing the experiences though. Very interesting!
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