Message-ID: <6349eli$9712121558@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Carol Parsons Subject: Story - Club Action Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: myescape@voyager.net Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <349062D3.4CDB@voyager.net> Hello. I hope you like my story. I love to write them for you. Let me know what you think of it. I also wanted to mention to you that if you like my writing and you wonder about me and what I would be like to have sex with, then you should call and try me out. I love making up stories and fantasies over the phone. I have a vivid, real imagination. I love turning on a man. The more turned on I can make him, the more turned on I can get. So if you would like to try, call me. It is $12 for 10 minutes and $20 for 20 minutes. I am a real person. I do this out of my bedroom, so if I don’t answer, please call back, because I also have to maintain a life sometimes. The only night I won’t be available is Friday. Please call me if you like me. I can turn you on even better over the phone. :) In any case, I hope you enjoy my story. Phone number is 1-360-736-6820. Don’t hang up on the man answering, he dont bite. He will put you through to me. :) Carol http://www.bestinx.com http://my.voyager.net/myescape/carol5.html CLUB ACTION By Carol Parsons Craig and I had been going out for a couple of years. We were completely infatuated with each other, yet our busy schedules didn’t leave time for a total commitment. We loved having fun. We loved to do wild and crazy things with each other. Our sex life was exciting, because we were open with each other. Craig came over one night. He was tall and dark. His hair was long. He was very strong. He was the type of man that people said they didn’t want to meet in a dark alley. He grabbed me up into his arms, picked me up off the floor, and kissed me hard. I loved his strength, his dominance. I never feared him. I felt so totally loved and protected. It was a special feeling to feel that secure. “Are you up to going out tonight, darling?” He spoke with a slight Southern drawl. His voice was deep and completed his tough guy look. “Sure, I am. Where are we going,” I spoke in my soft, sweet voice. I was so opposite him. I was small framed, short, and petite. I was not a wimp by any means, yet I came off as little and weak. “I found out about a club where anything goes. I am curious about it. I hear they have sex on stage and in the audience. Would you be interested in seeing it?” “I would be interested. It sounds like it could be fun.” I never felt as though I had anything to worry about, even at clubs where something might happen. Craig always took good care of me. We arrived at the club that was down a dark alley. The neighborhood didn’t look all that safe, yet I still felt like I was going to be fine. Craig took my arm and led me into the run down building. The lights were dim, the room was smoky, and the music was quite loud. There were plenty of people around all doing their own thing. I stood at the door looking around. I was amazed at what I saw. I think even Craig was shocked at first. On stage in front of us was a man slowly stroking his cock, lightly touching his balls. He was a handsome, muscular black man. A beautiful white woman went to him wearing only a short satin slip. I watched as she knelt in front of him, her long straight auburn hair waving silently in the breeze of the ceiling fans. She took the man's cock into her mouth. He took her head into his hands. He pushed her face back and forth, nearly forcefully. I saw her touching his balls. She let him fuck her mouth fast and hard. I looked around the room for a moment. A blonde slim woman sat in a chair at a table. She was engrossed in watching the woman blowing the man on stage. She reached down between her legs and played with her pussy. I looked over at Craig who was watching her, too. She sat so we could see her legs spread. Her fingers moved her pussy lips apart. Her fingers moved in and out, wiggling her clit. She reached up on the table. She took ice from her drink and inserted it into her pussy. I squeezed my legs together already wet watching her. I wanted to lick the fluid from her pussy myself, and the grin on Craig’s face told me he did, too. In another corner a woman sat on a man’s lap. He played with her large breasts which she pressed against his lips, so he could bite on her nipples. I could see the lustful look upon her face as she rode his cock. I moved in front of Craig, pressing my body close to him. I could feel the hardness of his cock in his pants. I pressed my pussy against his leg wanting him more than ever. I wanted people to see my lust for him, to see me please him, to see us fuck like crazy. I knelt in front of him. I unzipped his pants, letting his hard cock out into my hands. I stroked him for a moment, then et my tongue wander over the length of it. I did to him what the woman did to the man on stage. I circled the head, down around the balls, then back up again. His cock moved into my mouth. My fingertips stroked his balls. I moved them around to play with your ass. I could hear him moan. His eyes were still affixed to the woman playing with her pussy. I could see from where I was knelt a woman with her legs spread, her panties off. A man had his face pressed against her pussy. He licked her clit as she held it open for him. I could hear her screaming as she came while fucking his face. I could hardly stand how wet I was. Craig began to fuck my mouth holding my head in place as the man did on stage. I didn't know how long he could stand all the eroticism without cumming in my mouth. I didn't care. I would drink it all if he did. I loved being able to make him cum that way. I tickled his balls, his hips. My finger on my other hand slid into his ass. I glanced at the couple on stage. The man took his cock from the woman's mouth. He picked her up and set her on his lap. “Oh, yes,” I could hear her say. His cock slid into her pussy. I could feel Craig tense up. His balls grew close to his body as he neared cumming. He suddenly pulled his cock from my mouth. I slid erotically up his body. I kissed him madly. My hands reached down stroking his cock slowly. He took off my pants, my panties, and let them drop to the floor. I needed him inside of me at that moment. He picked me up sensing how much I needed him. I straddled his waist. There, at the door, he entered my pussy. I felt eyes upon us. They watched him enter me. I wanted them to see him fuck me, to see the pleasure upon my face, and to hear me as I yelled in orgasm. “Fuck me, Craig. Fuck me hard,” I yelled, unable to control myself. I was reeling in ecstasy. I could hear the woman on stage screaming she was cumming. The lady who was playing with her pussy was cumming, too. Craig’s cock moved in and out of me. He fucked me fast and hard. I reached down between my legs to play with my clit. I was not able to help touching myself. We watched all around us. The man on stage yelped as he came inside of the woman. The man who had been eating the woman’s pussy jacked off, and came all over her. My fingers moved all over my clit. "Cum, Craig, cum!!!!" I yelled, as I felt myself shudder all around him. "Oh, yes, I'm cumming, baby." I felt him tense up. His cum squirt from his own body into mine. I was in Heaven at that moment. It seemed as though the whole bar came together. Craig held me against his strong body, rocking slowly. People began to calm down a little as they renewed themselves for yet another orgasm. The stage was cleaned up for another act to begin. I didn’t want it to end. I wanted more. I wanted to fuck Craig again and again. We found a table to sit at, ordered a drink, and waited for the next round of action. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |