Carpe diem models - escort stories

"I'd been trying to talk to my girlfriend into going to a swingers club for years. I could see the idea appealed, but she was paranoid about people finding out so we decided to do it while on holidays in the US. Upstairs it looked like a normal club but downstairs was avista of mattresses, benches, love seats, semi-curtained rooms, and mirrors They called it the 'private' area - but it was anything but I lifted her skirt, pulled aside the flimsy G-string she was hardly wearing and sank into her . The intensity was incredible, the waiting, the wanting, the illegality, the not knowing if someone would come in and fund us in full swing. Usually our lovemaking was long, varied, always deeply passionate, stretching over an hour or more. This time it lasted minutes. Later on, she danced with some guy and let him touch her up, in public, on the dancefloor. I danced with a girl who looked like Cleopatra who rubbed my penis inside my pants, kissed my mouth, and allowed me full access to her vagina. The feeling of sliding my fingers along her clitoris, into the slight separation between her labia and on to her vagina was intense, made even more intense as I watched my girlfriend being fondled by the guy she was dancing with. But when he sank to his knees and lifted her skirt to give her oral, she came back to me, inserted herself between me and Cleopatra and looking me fully in the eye said 'NO'. Limits reached, we went home after that - to bonk ourselves stupid!"