As background, Sophie and I have been married over ten years. We’re both in our early 40s and active with a normal level of fitness. Sophie is brunette, brown eyes, 5’5”, fit, with long brown hair, nice tits, and a flat stomach. I’m 5’8”, short brown hair and reasonably fit but not super thin or buff or anything like that. 

It was my birthday this past weekend and Sophie and I decided to check out a sex club in our city. We had never done anything like that before. I had tried unsuccessfully a couple times to get her to consider it, but this time she seemed into it and like it was actually going to happen. I was excited. She was nervous. We had a whole night out, fancy dinner, a show, then went back to a hotel room we had arranged for the night to change and get ready. 

I could tell she was nervous so I wanted to warm her up a bit. I suggested she try on the lingerie she had bought for the evening. On top, she had a very sexy fancy pink and black Agent Provocateur bra that held her breasts perfectly in a way that made me want to cum all over them. On bottom, lacy black panties specially designed so you could fuck without even taking them off. 

She put these on for me and she looked too good to be true. We laid on the bed and  started to make out. She was wearing a new perfume I hadn’t smelled before. It was intoxicating. As I smelled and kissed her neck, my hands wandered across her body. I kissed and licked her neck and breasts. We made out passionately. My hands slid across her back, over her butt, and grazed her pussy, which was already warm to the touch, even through the lacy panties. This went on for awhile, as we got more and more into it, and soon I had slid my hand into her panties and began to finger her pussy and rub her clit while our tongues spiraled around each other. 

A couple days earlier Sophie had mentioned she had gotten a Brazilian wax to help celebrate the weekend. Eager to experience this, I was soon sliding down her panties, and sliding myself down to the edge of the bed to begin eating her pussy. Her pussy was glorious. Completely hairless and I couldn’t get enough of it. My face was buried in it, licking up and down, and gently sucking on her clit while I reached up and grabbed her tits. She was panting loudly and playing with my hair. I pushed deeper into her, devouring her pussy while slipping a finger inside at the same time. The plan was to get us both very much in the mood, but not to cum. So as I felt her getting close, I pulled back, laid down beside her, and while she was still panting, told her to suck my dick. 

As always, she happily obliged taking my dick into her mouth and it wasn’t long before I was holding her head in place with both my hands while aggressively fucking her throat - a favorite of both of ours. This soon evolved into a full-blown 69 with my face buried in her pussy, and my cock violently pumping in and out of her face. 

We realized it was getting to be too much. Somehow, we pulled ourselves away from this without cumming. It was clear we were sufficiently primed. it was now time to check out the sex club. 

It took about 15 minutes to walk over to the club. Sophie was nervous the whole time. I was trying to reassure her it would be cool and we could leave anytime. We arrive and are shown into a reception space with a bubbly woman with platinum blonde hair behind a platinum blonde desk. She was happy to greet us, confirm we had been approved to attend, and take our money. 

Next, we’re show into the club which consists of a large open space with LED light up disco style dance floor, a bar (that doesn’t serve alcohol) and assorted couchy like seats and high-top tables all around. There is a DJ spinning, but very few people dancing. The rest are sitting around in the couchy seats, or at the tables. We’re not sure what to do, so we perch at a table that feels way too visible to everyone in the room, and start to take the lay of the land. The crowd is extremely mixed. Nobody is unattractive, but it’s a mixed back beyond that with ages ranging pretty wildly. The club doesn’t allow single men. But it’s hard to figure out exactly what’s going on with who is there, and how people are associated with one another. I was worried the space would feel super social and people would approach us to talk. But everyone seemed to be keeping more or less to themselves. Some were clearly couples. Some were older men that seemed extremely comfortable in the setting so we assumed they were regulars. But there was also a subset of very attractive women wearing close to nothing that did not have clear partners and I couldn’t be sure what their deal was. They were mostly the ones dancing, walking around topless, or being otherwise most visible or enthusiastic to be there. 

To break our own awkwardness, we started to make out a bit at our table. Nobody seemed to mind or notice despite us feeling as if we were on-stage. There were a few other couples making out nearby. Hot women continued to parade around showing off their tits. Sophie and I were getting pretty worked up again and I started to grope her ass a bit. I suggested we go check out the playrooms and maybe find a place to sit by ourselves. 

To enter the playrooms you need to be wearing robes so we changed into robes and left our clothes in a locker. The playroom area is where the real action is taking place. We walk through to take a look. There’s a few different rooms. One had a large bed in it and no people. Another had some couch-like seating against the walls and nobody in it. Another larger room we learned was called the “orgy room”. It had the most activity including two large beds and assorted other areas to sit. Here, we found two couples having a foursome and a few others lounging around. 

We end up in the small room that had nobody in it and start making out again. The room is empty but covered in mirrors and in the reflection of the mirror, you can see into the orgy room where the foursome is going at it on the bed. Already, we had gotten further than I thought we would as I did not think Sophie was into this and figured we would mostly stay in the bar/dance floor area. But here we were in the playroom wearing robes, making out and starting to get handsy. Sophie’s robe is pulled open, her fancy French lingerie exposed as I grope her tits and press my tongue ever further into her mouth. 

We pause and look around taking in the absurdity of the situation. I think at that point, we both felt like we’d come this far, sitting in a room by ourselves didn’t seem to make sense. So we decide to at least relocate to the Orgy Room and see what’s going on there. After all, that’s what we were here for right? To watch other people have sex?

The Orgy Room is larger, but still by no means large. Loud music is pumping. The lights are low but it’s still easy to see. The space is L shaped, with two large group sized beds at the ends of the L, and various chairs and loungy sitting surfaces at the “intersection” of the L, if that makes sense. Most of the seating on one side of the room was attached, kind of just a long row of seats along the wall. We grabbed a loungy seat across from that right up against the bed, but with no immediate seats on either side. Basically the inside part of the L. The space felt big enough to stretch out, but small enough that it would be just for us. 

So we’re sitting here in our robes semi-reclining like we’re lounging in Ancient Rome. In the bed beside us, a guy is on his knees ferociously fucking a woman laid out on her back. Another couple is laying beside them cuddling, maybe they had just finished? This is directly beside us, a couple feet away at most. Across from us, various couple are sitting on the opposite side of the L. From us to them, there is maybe 5 feet between. At the other end of the L, a group of people (4? 6?) are going at it in the other bed. What I’m saying here is that everyone is very close to us. VERY close. 

Before we reached this point, it seemed like things would feel awkward. We assumed people would be leering at one another. Maybe they’d be overtly engaging. But none of that was the case. Instead, it was like going into a popular NYC restaurant at lunchtime and they seat you at a table that’s 6 inches from another table on either side, and everyone is having their own conversations, and even though you can hear everything everyone else says, nobody is really bothering anyone else and everyone is acting like it’s totally normal. It was like that, but with fucking. 

The next hour was a bit of a blur. Sophie and I started to make out. It was wild as we’d make out for a while, and then would emerge and open our eyes a bit and every time the things happening around us would be different. I’d look up and 5 feet away there would be a couple just sitting there doing nothing. But next time she’d be jerking him off. And the next time she’d be sucking his dick. On the bed to my right, so close I could touch it without fully extending my arm, I’d open my eyes to find a really hot, totally naked, woman riding a guy. Or the guy vigorously going down on her. It was an ever revolving parade of sexual acts taking place right in front of our eyes. 

The more we saw, and the more we felt seen, the more turned on we both got, and the more intense our making-out and touching became. Finally after pulling my mouth away from Sophie’s, she looked me straight in the eye and said “I want to suck your dick”.

This was an escalation. We were now, for the very first time, about to intentionally engage in a sexual act in full-view of a room full of people. Don’t get me wrong, we have had sex in public before, but it was always in a dark alleyway or hidden corner, basically an exciting exercise in being sneaky where the goal was NOT to be seen. This was different. As I opened my robe and took out my dick, at least a dozen people could clearly see what was happening, but oddly, showed no discernible reaction whatsoever. It was as if we were doing the most normal thing in the world, so why would anyone react strangely? I think this was when the reality started to hit. We could do literally anything we wanted in this room, and never feel embarrassed, or ashamed, or even exposed. 

Sophie opened her mouth and eagerly swallowed my cock. There was no hesitation. I let my head fall backwards against the wall behind me and enjoyed the feeling of her soft lips moving up and down my shaft. Once the initial excitement of being in her mouth passed, I lifted my head back up and looked around the room. To my left, a guy was standing with two girls kneeling in front of him taking turns sucking his cock and jerking him off. To my right, one of the topless girls from earlier was on all fours taking it from a guy hidden somewhere beneath her. I looked at these things and it was as if I was looking through one-way glass. I could see them, but nobody seemed to care or react to my looking. And at the same time, I looked down to see Sophie just devouring my cock, and everyone was just totally indifferent to that too. 

Now I want to reciprocate and make sure Sophie has the same experience I’m having so I tell her I want to swap positions, pull off her panties, lay her down on the couch bit, and I get on the floor on my knees and get to work on her pussy. As I am eating her pussy, I am fully aware of how exposed I am to the room. Not only am I wearing nothing, but my ass is sticking out into the open walking space of the L-shaped room such that anyone coming or going from the big group fuck-bed needs to literally step around me as I devour my wife’s pussy. Occasionally I can feel the dangling belts of open robes brush against my bare ass as I continue to vigorously eat, and finger-fuck Sophie’s bald pussy for all the room to see. 

We switched positions again. I got off the floor and went over to stand in front of Sophie. She was laying on her side on the couchy chair as I inserted my cock into her mouth. Her head was leaning on the edge of the couch, which was right up against the group-sex-bed. Behind her the wall was all mirrors, and as I thrust in and out of her mouth, I could see her in the mirror taking the length of my cock in and out. She was looking in the mirror too, and soon we had this amazing eye-contact thing going using the mirror wall as she deep-throated my cock again and again. It was actually one of the hottest moments of the evening for me. I’m starting to have more fun with this now. I look to my immediate right and there is a girl getting fucked a couple feet away. We didn’t make eye contact, but she most definitely can see me balls-deep in Sophie’s mouth. I take the opportunity to go a little harder. I grab the top of Sophie’s head, lift up one of my legs onto the couch beside her, and start to full-on fuck her face against the end of the couch. I’m thrusting long-and deep as she’s effortlessly taking it however hard I choose to give it to her again, and again, and again as any sort of stigma or concern about who is around me has now fully evaporated. 

Just then, someone sits down beside Sophie on our little couchette - the space that I thought was too small to share. They are so close to Sophie they are practically touching and soon this very hot woman is laying on her back beside Sophie getting railed by some guy standing next to me. I’m looking down at this scene, my cock going in and out of Sophie’s mouth, and this very attractive girl on her back getting fucked right beside her sharing the same cushion. Then, something unexpected happened. The other woman draped her arm out and touched Sophie’s leg in a very light, but extremely intentional way. Sophie didn’t react at first, but my eyes go wider than they have ever been seeing this happen in slow-motion in front of me. With no reaction, the woman does it again, draping her hand over Sophie’s legs. My first thought was “we’re gonna have to leave now”. But Sophie, surprisingly, didn’t freak out. She shifted her legs ever so slightly in a way that indicated lack of interest and the message was clearly received. Everyone kept on doing what they were doing, and nobody touched again. Eventually, my eyes went back to normal, and I suggested we change positions again. 

With the other couple still extremely close, now I got back on my knees with Sophie sitting up against the mirror and I go back to eating her pussy and fingering her. Every time I looked up, it looked like she was keeping a view of the room as I ate her out. I don’t know exactly what she was seeing during that, but I was trying my best to make her feel amazing by licking her pussy from bottom to top, pushing my tongue inside and sucking generously on her clit. My face was soaked with her wetness as I held nothing back trying to bring her to orgasm, but not quite getting there. 

Instead, we swapped positions again. Now I’m sitting against the mirror wall, and she’s on her knees in front of me. She’s licking my cock up and down, and now she’s jerking me off while sucking on my balls. There is no better feeling in the world, and I tell her this which leads to her doing it much, much more. We are both so keyed up and turned on at this point. There’s only one path to go down. I’m watching her eagerly devour my balls and I just say “are we doing this? Are we going to fuck in here?” To which she immediately answers “yes” and climbs on top of me sitting on my lap, and bringing us face-to-face. 

The next moments were incredibly intense as I finally enter her for the first time of the evening. Her pussy is already soaking wet so I slide in easily. She gasps as she begins to ride me. At this point, whatever is going on around us is irreverent. The room could have been on fire and I don’t think we would have stopped fucking. She’s bucking up and down on my cock and I’m thrusting back against her. I know I’m hitting the spot. I know I’m going to make her cum. As she starts riding me even more furiously, she takes one hand off the couch and starts touching herself, leaning forward now into me so she doesn’t fall off, taking every inch of my cock inside her, and rubbing her own clit. It didn’t take long before she exploded in orgasm. I kept fucking her deep throughout as she’s moaning and basically collapsing on top of me. 

Just when she finally catches her breath, and I think she’s had enough, she looks me in the eyes and says “fuck me from behind”. I still hadn’t cum so I stand up and reposition her so she’s bent onto the couch with her hands pressed up against the mirror. I position myself behind her, and easily slide all of me inside. I know she loves to get fucked hard from behind like this, and since she’s already cum I’m not really holding back and am just plowing her as deep and as hard as I can. She is a fucking mess at this point - flailing and moaning as I push her repeatedly up against the mirror while grabbing her ass on both sides. I can feel myself getting dangerously close and finally, I decide there’s no point in holding back, it’s my turn to cum. 

I command Sophie to get on her knees. Still panting, she gets down on the floor beside me as I start jerking myself off. I command her to lick my balls until I’m ready to cum, and she happily does so covering my balls in her wet tongue just like I like. It doesn’t take much of this before I tell her to get ready and she leans back exposing her fantastic tits still in their fancy French lingerie for me to defile. I give myself a couple more jerks, and then fully explode one of the biggest loads of my life all over her tits, neck, hair, chest, face - everywhere. I absolutely cover her in cum. It’s everywhere, dripping down her as I catch my breath, still with my cock in hand. As it’s oozing down her body, she reaches down to collect some with her hand, then looks up at me and puts it in her mouth and swallows what she was able to collect. Hol-y shit. 

The room starts to come back into focus around us. There are people literally on all sides of us, really just inches away. Nobody audibly reacts to the fire hose of cum I just covered Sophie in, but I’d like to think they at least enjoyed the show. We take a couple minutes to recompose and gather our things before departing the orgy room and calling it a night. 

Going into this I had thought it would be a one-time activity done with reluctance for my birthday. But now, we can’t stop talking about it, and it’s pretty clear we’ll be going back.