ILLUSTRATED SEX STORIES ARCHIVE - 2008 September 15

Have you ever heard about the club where people looking for sex come to have fun, the guy comes there and ends us hooking up with a woman he had been dreaming about…

It was called ‘The Club’. No exotic sounding name or anything fancy, just ‘The Club’ Only a relative handful of people actually knew where it was and although in its own way it was famous, most people though it was a myth.

I wasn’t a myth. Pete sat at the bar and wondered what the hell he was doing there. A swinger’s club? He thought. What the hell was I thinking?

The truth was Pete knew exactly what he’d been thinking. He’d been bored, lonely and had headed off to where rumor said The Club was. He’d set off confidently, knowing deep down that even if he found the place he wouldn’t be allowed in. Swinger’s clubs welcome couples with open arms and unattached females are always in demand…but single men tend to get turned away.

Pete had been part surprised, part shocked when he’d opened the unmarked door in what looked like an old warehouse and saw two burly doormen standing by a door at the end of the corridor. He’d lost his nerve right there and went to turn away, only to see one of the doormen open the door and say “Welcome to The Club, sir.”

He’d gone in.

Pete had heard stories, but the main floor of The Club looked nothing like he’d expected. Apart from the abundance of oversized couches, the place looked like nothing more than a very high-end nightclub. There was a large bar, an dance floor, and the obligatory podiums and cages currently being occupied by gorgeous, scantily clad dancers. (more…)

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A girl loves to play pool and squeeze a cue in her hands, but there is something she loves better and you should know about that…

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“What a nice game!” I said the next morning.

I like pool and that’s the reason why I regularly attend one of our city pool clubs. You can have a couple of strong drinks or talk to somebody interesting and of course play billiards here.

Once my friend and I decided to have a game, though she had never seen a billiard cue before. Of course it was a friendly game with no stakes or offences. Now it was my turn…

- Wow! – I can hear a man very close to me. – I guess the next game I’ll play with you.
- What do you think of that? – A handsome young man was standing over me smiling and offering me a Cola.

- I think it’s a good idea. But we haven’t finished yet…

I lost the first game having not realized that he had watched me playing and was able to recognize my style. The next game was mine but it’s even made us both more heated. The fourth one was a silly losing for me… Though I guess I wanted that… When we began playing with one cue I could feel his concentration, hear him holding breath before hitting, sense the touch of his trembling hands, smell his nice perfume (Jesus, it was the best aroma ever!), see him licking his lips while I was getting ready for the next hit… Yeah… There are no men and women in a game, only the rivals. And I had to admit he was a better player, he was over me as a player and as a woman… (more…)

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