The Fetish Bar

[VanessaEvans]

The Fetish Bar
by Vanessa Evans
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Intro.

This story is a sort of continuation of ‘The Perfect Match’ which is the story of the romance between Sara and Dylan (me), from us meeting at University to living together in a little house in London’s suburbia. If you’ve read Perfect Match, you will know that Sara is a natural, subservient exhibitionist and I am a voyeur who loves candualism. I really do love watching Sara show her naked body to as many people as possible, and letting them do all sorts of things to her to make her cum.

You will also know that Sara is a 23 year-old, skinny blonde who has small tits but big pencil eraser size nipples that are the same size as her permanently protruding clit.

Both Sara and I have reasonably well paid, completely different jobs, but in the same tower block office building in central London, working for different companies in different industries.

You should also note that the later part of this story includes the 2 main characters, Leroy and Maria, in ‘I can't help myself’.

So, if you haven’t already read ‘The Perfect Match’ and ‘I can't help myself’ I think that you should consider reading them before you read this story.


Part 1

One day at work I overheard a couple of my colleagues talking about a bar, that they had heard of, that catered for people with a Fetish. Both guys sounded disgusted saying that they couldn’t understand how the place survived because there couldn’t possibly be many people who had kinky fetishes that they would air in public.

Part of what I overheard was the street name of where this ‘disgusting’ bar was.

Well, my imagination was running wild because, since we’d met, Sara and I had done quite a few things that some people would call kinky, and since we’d left university and got full-time jobs, we hadn’t been able to do a lot of things that we had both really enjoyed.

So, back at my desk I used google maps and street view to find this ‘Fetish Bar’. I found what looked like a bar with signage saying ‘Fetiche Bar’ which, to me, looked like it could be the place.

Later, on the underground train going home, leaning on the door between carriages, with my hand up the back of Sara’s skirt teasing her clit, I told her about what I had overheard and what I had found on google. Sara told me that ‘Fetiche’ is the Spanish word for Fetish.

I told Sara that on the coming Friday we were going from work to get something to eat, then go looking for this ‘Fetiche’, hoping that it was the bar that my colleagues had talked about.

As usual, Sara had changed from her business suit into more comfortable clothes in the ground floor rest rooms, and when we met she was wearing just a very short, tight, lycra skirt and a short tank top that showed lots of skin and pokey nipples.

We had a great meal in a restaurant then went looking for this Fetiche Bar.

It was actually easy to find, but the frontage didn’t look too inviting, nor did the room that the door opened in to. It was small and a bit dark and dingy. On the wooden walls were a couple of revealing photos of girls tied-up. There was a small bar in one corner that looked as if it extended into another room, with a couple of middle-aged men sat at it on high stools and a couple of small tables in the room, each with a middle-aged couple sat at them.

The barmaid looked to be in her late twenties, heavily made-up and showing a LOT of cleavage.

Sara, literally, jumped up onto a high stool, her tight skirt riding up. I could see a line of bare butt cheeks between her skirt and the stool. Sara sat with her knees apart. Also, when she spun round to face the other people there, I just knew that they would be able to see her bare pubis and some of her bald slit.

At the far corner of the room was 2 doors, one with restroom symbols on it, the other with a sign saying ‘Private’.

“Hi,” the woman behind the bar asked, “what can I get you?”

We ordered our drinks, then when the barmaid was getting them I whispered to Sara to spin on her stool. She smiled then did so. I turned my head and saw that everyone in the room was staring at Sara.

“There you go,” the barmaid said as she put our drinks on the bar in front of us. ”Not seen you in here before have I?”

Sara spun back round and I turned my head. As I did so I looked in the big mirror behind the bar and I could see some of the people sat at the tables. One man was giving the thumbs-up sign, presumably to the barmaid.

“No,” I replied, “we heard that there is sometimes some entertainment here and we thought that we’d come and check it out but the place looks too small for that.”

“Have you heard of Doctor Who and his Tardis?” The barmaid asked.

“Wow, that takes me back.” I replied,

“Well through that ‘Private’ door is a room that is much bigger than this, and that’s where the entertainment is. What sort of entertainment were you looking for?”

“Well I know that the name of this place, Fetiche, is Spanish for Fetish, and my girl here enjoys revealing and bound experiences.”

“Well it sounds like you’ve come to the right place, my name’s Wendy by the way,”

“Dylan and Sara.”

“Well Sara, you’ve certainly got the body for a bit of rope work, and by the way you are dressed I’m guessing that you like showing a lot of skin, Have you done anything like this before?”

“Yes, I actually have,” Sara replied, “when we were on holiday a couple of years ago we went to a sex club and had an amazing time. Do you know that there are machines that will fuck you when you are standing up?”

Wendy smiled and replied,

“I do, we’ve got one here and it’s quite popular with the ladies.”

“I bet that it is,” I said.

“So would you like to try ours Sara?” Wendy asked.

I looked at Sara and saw a big grin on her face and I replied for Sara,

“Look at Sara’s face Wendy, what do you think her answer is?”

“You’ll enjoy yourself Sara.” Wendy answered, but we have some very accomplished rope workers here who make an excellent job of immobilising young ladies and putting their charms on display. Would you be happy for them to demonstrate their skill on you as a precursor to you enjoying the machine?”

I again looked at Sara’s face and got the same silent answer.

“She would.” I replied for her, then asked,

“Will there be an audience for all this, Sara really gets off on being seen?”

“Of course,” Wendy replied, “that’s half the fun isn’t it Sara?”

The still grinning Sara nodded her head.

“Shall we go through?” Wendy asked.


As Wendy came out from behind the bar, Sara eased herself off her stool and I noted that she didn’t pull the hem of her tight skirt back down over her pubis as we walked towards the ‘Private’ door.


It was a bit of a shock as we entered the room. It was much, much bigger than I expected, and there must have been around 50 people sat at tables around the sides of the room, and nearly all of them looked to be twenty something couples. What’s more, some of the girls looked to be naked. I could see more doors, and looking up, I saw ropes hanging down and running to pulleys attached to the walls.

In the middle we saw a naked, buxom girl in the process of getting roped. Her arms were tied at the elbows behind her back and ropes went around her torso, above and below her huge tits. In the middle and on the sides of her tits were ropes pulling the above and below tits ropes together, squashing her tits into 2 huge lumps that already showed signs of poor circulation.

I wondered if they were hurting her, and I was pleased that Sara’s tits weren’t really big enough for her to be tied like that.

“Is that the sort of thing that interests you Sara?” Wendy asked.

I wasn’t sure that Sara had heard Wendy, the expression on her face told me that she would be tingling all over and that her pussy would be dripping’ and probably remembering being tied-up on the stage at the sex club.

I put my hand between Sara’s legs, gave her the finger test, then held my hand up for Wendy to see.

“That would be a ‘yes’ then.” Wendy said with a grin on her face. Then she continued,

“I’ll sort it for Sara to be next Dylan, is that okay with you.?”

“Err yes, sure. I think that she’s too busy daydreaming at the moment. I’m sure that she can’t wait.”


Wendy walked over to the middle-aged guy who was roping the buxom blonde’s lower half.

I backed onto the nearest wall and pulled Sara’s back to me. My right hand went round her waist then down the front of her tight skirt to cup her pussy which felt like it was on fire, a very wet fire. I idly played with her clit as we both watched the guy use the ropes to give the blonde what looked like a painful wedgie.

Next, using some sort of remote control, the man lowered 2 ropes, about 2 metres apart, from the roof, attaching one to the blonde’s arms behind her back, and the other to one of her ankles.

Using the remote control, he retracted the 2 ropes individually until the blonde’s tied ankle was way above her head. I guessed that the other hanging rope was to support her and stop her from falling over..

Next the man slowly turned the blonde so that everyone in the room could see her very wet and spread pussy.

“There you are ladies and gentlemen, she’s all yours, enjoy her.”


Four men got to their feet and converged on the blonde as the middle-aged man turned, looked at Sara and me, then, with a grin on his face, he walked over to Sara and I.

“Hi,” the man said, “I’m Harry, Wendy tells me that this beautiful creature is interested in a bit of bondage.”

“Yes,” Sara replied.

“That’s right,” I replied, “It’s been a couple of years since Sara here was restrained like that blonde then spanked and used by numerous men. I’m Dylan and this is Sara by the way.”

“I’m sure that we can arrange a very pleasant evening for you Sara, that’s if you are serious about it.”

“I am.” Sara replied.

“She is,” I said, “and to prove it, Sara, strip naked and go and finger the blonde.”

Sara’s expression as she turned to look at me was of surprise, but that rapidly turned to a big grin as her hands went up, taking her top up with them. After handing the top to me, her hand went to her hips and pushed her skirt down until gravity took over.

Sara kicked her shoes off then squat and picked them and her skirt up. The now completely naked Sara handed them to me then turned and walked over to the blonde who was, judging by the moans that she was making, enjoying being fingered or fucked by the guys surrounding her.

“Attractive young lady that you’ve got there Dylan, it will be a real pleasure roping her.” Harry said.

“She’ll enjoy every second of it Harry.” I replied.


Harry and I watched Sara’s pert little bubbly butt sway as she walked, then disappeared in amongst the men surrounding the blonde.


“Wendy said that you have a standing fucking machine, and that Sara could use it later Harry.” I said.

“Did she now,” Harry replied, “has Sara used one before?”

I told Harry some of the relevant parts of our visit to the sex club, and was just about finished when Sara appeared from in amongst the group of men surrounding the blonde.

She walked back to us, again swaying her butt, and holding her shiny right hand up in the air.

“I had to wait until the guy who was fucking her had cum inside her.” Sara said as she held her wet fingers up in front of first Harry’s face, then mine.”

I opened my mouth and Sara put her fingers in it before turning her head and asking,

“So Harry, apart from the ropes and the fucking machine that I’m hoping to try later, what else goes on here?”

“You’re definitely not the cops, the council or the taxman are you?” Harry asked.

“Do you think that anyone of those would strip naked and do what Sara has just done?” I asked.

“Good point,” Harry replied, “Okay, every Friday and Saturday we put on entertainment. It ranges from what you can see, to demonstrations of girls using various machines, to spanking evenings, to mixed and girl vs. girl nude wrestling, to masturbation competitions, girls that is, with and without remote controlled vibrators, to Bukkake evenings, to free use evenings, to simple CMNF evenings and even gang-bang evenings. We sometimes get asked to go to private events for the girls to put on a show or just to flaunt their bodies. Those are paid events, the rest are just for fun.”

“Interesting,” I replied, “So how many girls come here Harry?”

“Most of the girls that you can see here take part in most of the events, but that number is slowly increasing all the time. Some girls even come here on their own. It seems that girls are starting to realises that there’s nothing wrong with them getting naked and enjoying themselves without having a husband or boyfriend.”

“I totally agree.” Sara replied. “Why should men have all the fun?”

“Quite.” I added as my hand that had been around Sara’s waist, slid down and squeezed one of her bare butt cheeks.

“So do you charge people to come into this room Harry?” I asked.

“Hell no, if we did the council would soon find out and try to shut us down. No, that door that you came through has an electronic lock that’s opened by a switch behind the bar. Wendy only presses the switch for regulars and people who she has vetted whilst getting them their drinks.”

“What’s this nude, mixed wrestling Harry?” Sara asked.

“Well, as the name implies, one male, one female, both totally naked and wrestling, that’s tomorrows entertainment actually. Strict rules of no deliberately hurting your opponent and the winner is the one who makes their opponent orgasm first by natural means.”

“So no vibrators or dildos?” I asked.

“No.” Harry replied.

“Is actual fucking allowed?” Sara asked.

“Yes.” Harry replied.

“What about STD’s” I asked.

“Everyone who does any actual fucking in here has to show me a negative test result before they start, or convince me that they haven’t had any stranger sex recently. Have either of you 2 had sex with anyone other than each other in the last couple of months?”

“I got fucked by my brother and Dylan’s brother 3 months ago, does that count?” Sara asked.

“No, you’re good to go Sara, but I can provide condoms if you want?”

“No, I’m good, I much prefer the natural feeling.” Sara replied as I squeezed her bare butt again.


“So do you want to go and fuck Mary, the blonde, Dylan?” Harry asked.

That caught me by surprise, but I quickly recovered and replied,

“I’ll give it a miss if you don’t mind Harry, I’m saving my load for Sara here later. Can I take a rain check?”

“Sure, no problem, you’ll have plenty of opportunities to dip your wick in most of the girls that you see here.” Harry replied.

“You can if you want Dylan.” Sara said, “I won’t mind.”

“No, I’ve been building up all day and I want to give it all to you later.” I replied.

“How romantic.” Harry said before turning his head to the ongoing entertainment.

Mary, the blonde, was just hanging there on her own and Harry said,

“It looks like Mary has been filled-up, I’ll go and release her. Do you want to come and help me Dylan, then you can help me rope Sara here?”

“It’ll be good practice Dylan.” Sara said.


I’d thought about tying, restraining Sara to the corners of our bed, or even to a tree out in the woods somewhere, then teasing her until she begs me to fuck her a few times. I’d discussed it with her and she was all for giving it a go, but we’d never go around to it.

Sara stayed at the side of the room watching as I helped Harry release Mary and I couldn’t help looking at all the cum leaking out of her pussy, and spread all over her face and hair.

“Have you got a new assistant Harry?” Mary asked.

“This is Dylan Mary, he’s brought his girlfriend to join in the fun.”

“Was that the naked girl who rubbed my G-spot and instantly made me cum?”

“Probably Mary.” Harry replied.

“Well I can’t wait to return the compliment, is she going to get tied up like I am / was.”

“Unless she chicken’s out.” Harry said.

“She won’t.” I added.


A couple of minutes later, Mary was free and walking towards the rest room to get cleaned up, and I was waving to Sara to get her to come to us.


“Ladies and gentlemen,” Harry announced, “this is Sara and he boyfriend Dylan. They would like to join our little club and Sara has asked for a double dose of pleasure as her inauguration and I’m sure that you will all make her feel welcome, especially you guys when you empty your balls in or on her because she wants to be strung-up like Mary was.”

“Come on Harry, stop yapping and get on with it,” a girl from one corner of the room shouted, “Mick needs to fuck her before he pops off.”

“Yes, Sara is quite cute,” Harry replied, “okay, I’ll shut up. Dylan, give me a hand please.”

I looked at Sara’s face and could tell that she was just as eager as Mick was to get strung-up and fucked.

Taking note of what Harry was doing, I helped him as much as I could, and 5 minutes later, Sara’s torso was parallel to the floor and her legs were at right angles to her torso and one was high up in the air.

I looked at Sara’s face and saw that she was really enjoying herself, and when I put my hand on her pussy it was hot, swollen and very wet. I dipped a couple of fingers inside her causing her to moan, then I backed away as Harry announced that Sara was free use for the next 15 minutes.


That 15 minutes flew by as I watched Sara getting groped, fucked at both ends, getting covered in cum, and shaking when she orgasmed.


When the time was up, Harry moved in and started releasing her.

“Where’s the fucking machine?” Sara asked.

“Patience oh beautiful nymphomaniac,” Harry replied as the final rope fell to the floor.” Go and get cleaned-up then have a drink and we’ll be ready for you.”


I followed Sara into the ladies rest room to help her clean-up.

“So how was that Sara?” I asked.

“Awesome,” Sara replied, “just as good as that first time, and there’s a couple of big cocks out there. Sorry Dylan, I didn’t mean ..”

“That’s okay Sara, I know that my cock isn’t as big as some out there.”

“True, but you more than make up for it with your technique, your fingers, you tongue. I wouldn’t swap you for a guy with a 12 inch cock.”

“And I love you too Sara. Are you sure that you want to get on that fucking machine?”

“Try and stop me lover, are you done down there?”

“Yes, you’re good to go Sara.”


We left the rest room and instantly saw that the machine and ropes were ready for her.

“Ball gag?” Harry asked Sara as we approached him.

“No, not unless these people don’t want to hear me screaming.” Sara replied.

As Harry was putting the velcro cuffs on Sara’s wrists and ankles, I looked around the room. There seemed to be more than the 50 or so people that I’d estimated earlier and more girls than guys, but that meant that Sara would have a larger audience, and that made me happy.

Every eye in the room was staring at Sara, and every voice was silent. Sara had 100% of everyone’s attention.

Feet were stretched wide and tied in place, wrists were tied to the spreader bar hanging just above her head, which was then pulled up by the electric pulleys; and finally, the floppy dildo was moved into place, just inside Sara.

“Ready?” Harry asked.

“STOP.” I shouted.

All eyes in the room turned to me.

“Sara, remember the safe hand signal if you want it to stop, you know that we will ignore your shouting to stop.” I asked.

Sara smiled as I saw the little and index finger on both her hands go straight out then the middle 2 fingers bend and get held down by her thumbs.

“Okay Harry.” I said, “go for it, fuck my Sara’s brains out.”


The dildo slowly disappeared inside Sara and I thought that it was a bit longer than the one on the machine on holiday, but Sara’s face showed no signs of discomfort.

The dildo withdrew, then went up into her again, and I saw the smile on her face.

Slowly, the speed of the pumping increased and Sara started moaning. I could tell that she was happy.

On and on the machine pumped the dildo in and out of Sara, sometimes slowing before speeding up again.

Sara’s facial expression told me that she was going to cum soon, and she did, screaming that she was doing so. Over her screams I heard the audience applauding and cheering her on, and looking around I could see that everyone was enjoying the spectacle.

The pumping slowed again, long enough for Sara’s climax to fade, but as soon as her heavy breathing slowed, the pumping got faster.

I looked at Sara’s hands and saw that all her fingers were out straight, just like they are when she is about to cum.

And she did, again screaming to let everyone know that she was cumming.


Again and again, Harry took Sara to the edge then over it. I counted 7 peaks before it was Harry who brought it to an end. As the dildo stopped moving, the tip still inside her, Harry got to his feet and, leaving the control on the table, he walked over to Sara. The audience realised that the show was over and started clapping and cheering.

I too got to my feet and went over to Sara.

“Okay?” I asked.

“Hell yeah, that was awesome, I’d forgotten just how good it was.”

Turning to face Harry, Sara continued,

“Harry, what do I have to do for that to happen again and again?”

“Just keep coming here on a Friday and Saturday and keep buying some drinks.” Harry replied as he started freeing Sara.

Sara looked at me, that pleading look that I can’t resist, and just as she was about to say something, her arms got lowered and her knees started to buckle.

My arms went out and she collapsed against me, me wrapping my arms around her to hold her up as Harry released the last of her restraints.

“I can’t guarantee you some time on that machine every time that you come here Sara, but I can guarantee a good time.” Harry said.

“We’ll be here as often as we can Harry, we haven’t had much fun outside our house since we started working down here. Can we still get a drink, I see that some people are leaving?” I asked.

“Sure, Wendy will happily serve the star of the evening.” Harry replied.


I still had my arm around Sara’s waist as we walked to the bar.

“Enjoy that did you Sara?” Wendy asked, “What can I get you?”

We sat on the bar stools, Sara not having even asked where her clothes were, and chatted with Wendy as more people said goodnight to Wendy, and went through the door to the public bar to leave.

Wendy told us more about their little, unofficial club, and the more she told us, the more I just knew that Sara, me as well, wanted to return there as often as we could.


Drinks finished, and Sara mostly recovered, although I suspected that her pussy was somewhat sore, we got off the stools and Sara headed for the door.

“Sara,” Wendy called out, “sorry, but no nudes in the public bar, we have to think about our licence.”

“Oops, sorry, where are my clothes Dylan.” Sara replied.

I looked to where she had taken them off and they were still on that chair. I got them for her and she put them on. I noted that she left her skirt just at pussy level at the front and just a hint of butt cheeks showing at the back.


Out on the street I asked Sara if she was okay. Linking an arm round mine she replied,

“Yeah, I’m good, beyond good. There’s not many people around and it’s a bit chilly, but I’m good. How far is it to the nearest underground station?”

As we walked, we talked, mainly about the Fetiche Bar. We tried to remember all the things that Harry had said happened there and we both mentioned the mixed wrestling more than once.

Me, I was wondering what Sara thought of that, and if she’d be up for having a go at it. I needn’t have worried because, just before we got to the underground station Sara said,

“Dylan, would you mind if I entered the wrestling, I’m guessing that the losers get fucked by the winners, and, being the petite size that I am, I’m sure that I will lose.”

I stopped walking, turned to face Sara, put my round her waist and gave her a passionate kiss. As I was doing so I grabbed her butt cheeks, squeezed them and felt her skirt rise up a little more.

“Of course I won’t mind Sara,” I said when we broke the kiss and we started walking again. “You know that I enjoy watching you get fucked.”

We entered the station and Sara let go of my arm, me letting her walk in front of me.

I quickly saw that about a third of her bare butt cheeks were exposed below the hem of her skirt, I looked around and saw a couple of people staring at her but I didn’t say anything, me guessing that Sara already knew what was on public display.

“At least it’s a warm breeze tickling my pussy.” Sara said as we went down the nearly deserted escalator.


The train home wasn’t busy and we sat on one of the long side seats with no one opposite us. As soon as we started moving, I told Sara to play with her pussy,

“Keep you aroused until we get home and I fuck your brains out. Oh, will you be too sore?”

“Not sore enough to miss a good fucking by you lover.” Sara replied.


In that very short skirt, no knickers and her knees not being closed, Sara’s pussy would have already been visible to anyone who came and sat opposite, but she spread them a little more and her right hand got to work.

“Take it slow, we’ve got around 30 minutes before we get off.” I said.

“I’m glad that you said that Dylan, that machine did leave me a bit sore.”

“Not too sore I hope, I don’t want to hurt you when I fuck you when we get home.”

“You won’t, but you might need to leave my pussy alone for a while in the morning.”

“I can live with that. Gently does it, you’ve got 30 minutes.”

Sara lay her head back and closed her eyes as her fingers got to work.


A few minutes later the train slowed and stopped at the next station and Sara raised her head and opened her eyes.

“Relax lover, I’ll let you know if you need to stop.”

Sara’s head went back and her eyes closed.

At the next station, Sara didn’t lift her head, or open her eyes, and her fingers kept slowly rubbing her clit and occasionally dipping them deep inside her as no one got into our end of the carriage.

At the next station Sara just continued rubbing and I didn’t tell her that a couple of young guys had got on, seen Sara and come and sat opposite us. I held my index finger to my mouth, telling the guys not to speak.

They didn’t, and neither did the third guy that joined them 2 stations later. Sara was unwittingly putting on quite a show for those 3 guys.

Sara timed her orgasm perfectly, it surfacing just as we arrived at the station before ours. Just as it hit her, her head came up, her eyes opened and she saw the 3 guys.

Of course, she’d already passed the point of no return and she just sat there, shaking, jerking and moaning,

As the waves receded, I looked at all 4 faces. The 3 guys were obviously enjoying the show, and Sara had that usual, satisfied look on her face.

A grin appeared on her face as the waves completely disappeared and she stopped shaking. There wasn’t even a hint of embarrassment on her face and, although her hand moved up from her pussy, she made no attempt to close her knees, or cover her bald and very wet pussy.

I was so proud of her.


As we were walking the last leg of our journey home, I said,

“I think that it’s about time that we started looking for more ways to expose that gorgeous little body of yours Sara.”

Sara gripped my upper arm tighter and replied,

“Yes, this damned working for a living has made us miss out on so much.”

I lowered my arm that Sara was gripping, and just managed to grab the hem of the back of her skirt. I pulled it up so that the whole of her bare butt was on display. I didn’t look to see if anyone was behind us, but it was late at night.


Our love making wasn’t as energetic as it usually was and Sara actually fell asleep whilst I was spooning and fucking her. We’d discussed her falling asleep whilst being fucked and she’d told me that she wouldn’t want me to stop or unload into her, so I didn’t, only stopping after I’d dumped my load inside her.

*****

I resumed where I’d left off when I woke up the next morning, and when Sara woke, her first words were,

“Are we going to the Fetiche Bar this evening?”

Two thoughts crossed my mind. Firstly it would be another opportunity for Sara to show her body to strangers, and secondly, there was a chance that I could watch her getting fucked by strangers.

Those 2 thoughts triggered me to empty my balls inside Sara almost instantly.

As we lay recovering I said,

“Yes.”

“Yes what?” Sara asked.

“Yes, we are going to the Fetiche Bar this evening.”

“I love you Dylan Hamilton.”

“And I love you too Sara Thomson.”


We did the usual household chores then mid afternoon we left home to do a little shopping in central London before having a meal then going to the Fetiche Bar.

The shopping was to get a new business suit for Sara. She wanted one with a skirt that wasn’t so restrictive so that the air could circulate around her pussy more. Sara has started wearing a butt plug and a remote controlled vibrator to work when she’s in the right mood.

Of course, with her knee length work suits, no one could tell what she was, or wasn’t wearing underneath but she liked the idea of the vibrator gently reminding her that she has a high libido.

I can also control the vibrator from my phone and I sometimes turn the vibrator up to the max. Apparently, I once did it when she was giving a presentation and she squirmed as she grabbed her phone to turn it off. That evening she told me that it was so embarrassing, but she also told me to do it again sometime.


Back to the shopping, Sara made a big deal of trying on the suits, always leaving the curtains open and letting anyone who passed by see that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

I just stood back and enjoyed the show.


There were very few people in the restaurant but we still had a bit of fun with me controlling the vibrator and making her cum whilst our main course was being served. The poor waiter gave her a funny look but all he would have been able to see was her pokey nipples on her tank top, her bare legs being covered by her napkin.

*****

[VanessaEvans]

The Fetish Bar
by Vanessa Evans

Part 2

“Wow, you two are eager beavers.” Wendy said as we walked into the Fetiche Bar. “There’s only 2 other couples here so far.”

As Wendy was getting our drinks I asked her if the nude wrestling was still on that evening.”

“Didn’t Harry give you our calendar of events last night? I guess that he was too taken back with your good looks Sara. I’ll get you one when we go through. Oh, the wrestling is still on tonight, are either of you interested in taking part, or I could just get Harry to setup the vertical fucking machine in one corner for you?”

“So it’s not couples wrestling each other then?” Sara asked.

“What’s the fun in that,” Wendy said as she put the bank machine in front of me to pay for the drinks. “Couples can wrestle with each other in their homes anytime that they want, no, if anyone wants to wrestle here they put their names in a hat and Harry picks them out randomly. Come, I’ll introduce you to the 2 couples that are already here.”

Wendy led us into the ‘Private’ room where we saw the 2 couples sat at a table talking. I quickly noticed that one of the girls was topless. They all stopped talking as we walked up to them, then Wendy introduced Sara and I to Kailee and Aaron, and Jasmine and Leo as I put our shopping bags against the wall.

I quickly discovered that Kailee was actually totally naked.

The small talk started as we all got to know each other, Aaron telling us that he was one of the guys who pleasured Sara the night before and that he was impressed with her tight pussy.

“Kegels,” Sara replied, “I do them at work a lot.”

“So are you here tonight to just watch, or are either of you entering the competition?” Jasmine asked.

“I’m thinking of entering, but I’m not sure, I don’t want to get hurt.” Sara replied.

“All that you are likely to get is a couple of minor bruises,” Kailee said, “I’ve been competing for 3 years now and that’s all that I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah, me too.” Jasmine added, “although my pussy did get stretched quite a lot when I fought Leroy, he’s hung like a donkey.”

“How could I forget about Leroy.” Kailee added.

“He brings a different girl every month.” Jasmine said.

“They probably can’t cope with his donkey dick.” Kailee said.


“So, just what are the rules?” I asked.

Aaron listed the rules: -

The objective is to make your opponent have an orgasm using only parts of your body.

No foreign objects are allowed.

Three x 5 minute rounds with a 2 minute break between them, then the loser has to submit to the winner for another 5 minutes.

No standing up.

No striking your opponent.

No biting, hair pulling or scratching, although nibbling is allowed.

Performing a sex act on your opponent must last no more that 20 seconds at a time.

The audience gives points at the end of each round and after round 3 the points are totalled to decide the winner, although an orgasm instantly makes you the loser.

“Have I missed anything?” Aaron asked.

“The referee.” Jasmine said.

“Oh yeah,” Aaron said, “Harry is the ref and when he blows his whistle you must stop whatever you are doing. I can’t think of anything else, but Harry will put you straight if you do anything wrong, so are you going to enter Sara?”

Sara though for a couple of seconds, then looked at me, smiled and replied,

“Yes I am.”

“Good girl.” Both Aaron and Leo said.

I squeezed Sara’s hand.


“So what about you Dylan,” Jasmine asked, “are you going to enter, I could do with a bit of fresh meat to make cum,”

“Woah there,” I replied, “I’ve never even considered that.”

“You should, I like getting these on a different pair of tits and pussy occasionally.” Leo said as he held his hands up and mimicked squeezing a pair of tits.

“Mine not good enough for you?” Jasmine asked.

“Not at all lover, you know that you are the perfect woman for me, I just like to confirm that every so often, just to convince myself that I’ve made the right choice.” Leo replied.

“Good answer Leo.” said Jasmine, “but I expect you to make whichever girl cum then fuck her.”

“I’ll do my best.” Leo added.


I squeezed Sara’s hand again then she said,

“You should enter Dylan. It’s been ages since I saw you grope and fuck another girl.”

Sara was right. I though for a couple of seconds then said that I would enter.

“Your not hung like a donkey are you Dylan, cos I couldn’t get Leroy’s cock into my mouth.” Kailee asked.

“I wish.” I replied as Sara squeezed my hand.


I took another swig of my beer, then asked,

“So why are you naked right now Kailee, not that I’m complaining.”

“She’s an exhibitionist and only needs a hint of an excuse to strip off.” Aaron replied.

“So no one will complain if Sara strips naked right now?” I asked, adding “Sara is an exhibitionist as well.”

Sara stood up and quickly took all her clothes off.

“You can’t enter with those inside you.” Jasmine said.

“Okay,” Sara replied as she walked to our bags then removed the butt plug and the vibrator with the rest of us watching, then put them in her bag.

As I watched Sara, I renewed my correct choice of girlfriend as the naked Sara walked back to her chair.


Some more people walked into the room and Leo and Aaron introduced us, one of the guys looking over Sara and saying,

“A fine piece of fresh meat you’ve got there Dylan, you’re a lucky guy.”

“I know, but Sara is my partner, not a piece of meat.” I replied.

“Yes, of course, I didn’t mean it like it sounded, she’s beautiful.” Theo replied then walked over to Sara and held his hand out for Sara to shake.

Sara stood up letting Theo see her full naked frontal and put her hand out, but before she could hold Theo’s hand he took hers, kissed the back of it then said,

“I do apologise Sara, I never meant it like it sounded, I just have a tendency to put my foot in it, please forgive me.”

“How could I not, such a gentleman. Just go easy on me if I’m your opponent later.” Sara replied.

“I’ll only make you cum twice.” Theo replied.

“Only twice?” Sara replied, “I’d prefer a lot more than twice.”

Theo and his girl walked on leaving Sara and I stood there watching more people arrive. I was pleased to see that that night’s crowd again looked to be in their twenties, and that none of them looked obese. I’d hate for Sara to have to wrestle a bloke twice her weight, and for me to have to wrestle an obese girl. I just don’t understand how people can let themselves put on so much weight.

As more people arrived Aaron and Leo did some more introductions, but before long there were way too many people arriving for Aaron and Leo to keep up so they abandoned the task and went to the bar to get some more drinks for the 6 of us.

As the room filled up I couldn’t help noticing that quite a few of the girls were getting naked and I decided that I really liked this unofficial club.


The numbers arriving slowed and Harry came over to near us and asked for some help getting the foam mats out. Leo, Aaron and myself, along with some other guys volunteered and we headed to one of the doors at the other side of the room.

I was surprised by the size of the room, and the number of fucking machines and other equipment there was in there, but I helped carry the mats and there was soon a big square of them in the middle of the room.

When I got back to our table I saw that the chair that I was sat on had gone. Sara stood and motioned for me to sit on the chair that she had been on, and when I did, she sat on my lap.

I put one arm round her waist and the other at the top of her thighs which opened a little so that my fingers could get to her pussy.

As I idly played with her clit I saw Harry holding 2 empty pint pots and a notepad and pen, walking to the table at the other end of the room where I watched what looked like some of the people writing their names on pieces of paper and putting them in one of the pint pots.

That was confirmed when he got to our table and asked if any of us wanted to wrestle.

All 3 girls reached for a sheet from the notepad, Sara taking 2 sheets. As they wrote their names and Sara wrote my name on a sheet, Harry said,

“Wow, so many names tonight, it looks like it’s going to be a late finish. Sara, Dylan, I’ll make sure that your names aren’t pulled out first so that you can watch the first contest.”

“Thanks.” I replied as Harry turned and went to the centre of the room where Wendy was waiting for him. She held the 2 pint pots and I watch Harry do something in each pot before he turned and loudly announced,

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome, tonight we have a larger than average number of contestants, including 2 new members which I’m sure we all welcome.”

The was a round of applause and I stood up to wave, forcing Sara to stand as well, exposing her full naked front to everyone.

“Yes, welcome Dylan and Sara.” Harry said as I sat and Sara sat on my lap, but with her back to my chest and her legs outside mine. My right hand automatically went to her slightly spread pussy which I found to be very warm and very wet.

I was about to say something when Jasmine asked the question I was about to ask,

“Getting excited already are you Sara?”

Sara smiled and I nodded my head.

“For their benefit, and a reminder to all of you, I will quickly got through the rules.” Harry continued.

He did, and I noted that Aaron had covered all of them earlier.

“Right,” Harry continued, “our first 2 contestants are Bonnie and Noah. If you 2 still have you clothes on get them off quick and get over here.”

Harry then dipped in each pot in turn, pulled 2 more names out and announced,

“Kensi and Oscar, you 2 are up next so get ‘em off ready.”


We all watched as the naked Bonnie and Noah walked to the centre from opposite ends of the room, Noah sporting a semi.

I observed that Bonnie was as bald below her neck as my Sara is. I later discovered that all the girls that were naked had either shaved quite recently or had been lasered like my Sara had.

They both knelt, facing each other, about a metre form the centre spot, then seconds later, Harry blew his whistle.

Wow, as a kid I’d sometimes watched wrestling on the television, but this was way different, and I liked what I was watching. Sara must have liked it as well because I felt a gush of her juices onto my hand.

Bonnie and Noah were quickly rolling about on the mats, each trying to get their hands or mouths onto the others genitals or Bonnie’s average sized tits, whilst at the same time, trying to stop their opponent doing the same to them.

There was moments where one would have the other pinned giving them a chance to suck, fuck, wank of finger. Noah’s cock had quickly got hard and we could all see that Bonnie’s pussy was wet.

One time, Noah had Bonnie on her back, with her legs up in the air, and instead of using his mouth or hands on her pussy, he easily thrust his cock, balls deep, in her pussy. He only thrust into her a couple of times before Bonnie pushed him off and rolled on top of him, her pussy landing on his face.

Obviously we couldn’t see what Noah’s mouth was doing, but I know what mine would have been doing.

Both Noah and Bonnie were really trying to make the other cum, but at the same time stop them from making them cum. It was very entertaining and Sara’s pussy agreed as she was grinding it onto my jeans covered cock.

On and on it went, with both of them starting to look tired.


Harry’s whistle blew and Bonnie and Noah instantly parted leaving Bonnie on her back with her legs spread wide. Both had big grins on their faces as their chests heaved up and down.

“Scores please.” Harry loudly asked as Bonnie and Noah just lay there, Noah’s cock pointing to the ceiling.

I turned my head and saw 3 people were each holding up 2 cards, one blue and the other pink.

Harry scribbled the scores in his notebook then walked over to Sara and I. As he got close I could see that his eyes were looking at what my right hand was doing to her pussy.

“Do I take it that you are both still up for a bout?”

Sara just nodded her head and Harry turned and walked back to the centre.

“Dylan are you finger fucking Sara?” Kailee asked.

“Yes, why?” I replied.

“Nothing,” Kailee replied. “just wondered if we were the only ones doing that.”

I didn’t comment or look, I was more interested in Sara’s pussy and her building orgasm.


Seconds later, Harry blew his whistle and round 2 started. Bonnie and Noah went at each other with the same enthusiasm but I soon realised that they had used a large chunk of their energy in round 1. The sucking and wanking times seemed a little longer before an effort was made to dislodge the hand, mouth or cock.

At one point I was sure that I heard Bonnie moaning as Noah thrust his cock into her pussy. Seconds later he withdrew and spun her around before thrusting his cock down her throat.

All that time, Bonnie was somehow managing to wank Noah’s cock.

On and on it went, with neither of them cumming, until the whistle blew and both collapsed flat on their backs, Bonnie again leaving her legs spread wide.

I looked around the room and saw more pink and blue cards held up in the air then I heard Aaron asking who wanted another drink, then he asked me to help him carry them back to the table.

Sara stood up and I followed Aaron as both Kailee and Sara complained about being left hanging. Kailee saying that she was so close.

Aaron and I got back just as round 3 was starting, and Sara assumed the same place as she had been before her arousal was cut short. My hand assumed that same place as well.

Both Noah and Bonnie were definitely getting more tired and at one point I was sure that Bonnie was about to cum, but she suddenly pushed her body up and Noah slid off her.

Bonnie attacked Noah’s cock and managed to swallow most of it, her head bobbing up and down. I saw Noah’s head roll from side to side with an expression of determination, just before he managed to swing Bonnie away from him.

All that time their legs were going all over the place, trying to get the other one away from their genitals.


This went on and on, both of them looking more weary as the seconds ticked away.

Finally, the whistle blew and both Bonnie and Noah again collapsed on the mats. I again looked for the score cars and then Harry scribbling in his notebook.

Harry called both Bonnie and Noah to their feet and when they were up they stood either side of him as he read out the scores. Declaring Noah the winner he then announced that Noah had 5 minutes to use Bonnie’s body however he wanted.

Stepping in front of Noah, Bonnie dropped to he knees she started giving him a blowjob, taking his cock deep in her throat.

Noah’s face told everyone watching that he was enjoying the experience, but it only lasted for about a minute before he backed off and we saw Bonnie go down on her hands and knees.

Everyone knew what was going to happen, and it did. Bonnie’s right hand went underneath her body and we all guessed that she was rubbing her clit as Noah started fucking her doggy stle. About a minute later, Bonnie loudly announced that she was cumming and her body started shaking.

Noah kept thrusting, and seconds later he pushed deep inside Bonnie’s pussy and his body went rigid for a few seconds.

Both climaxes having peaked, they slowly got to their feet, turned and faced each other then kissed. Not a log one, to me it looked like a thank you kiss.


They both walked back to their respective partners and seats as Harry called for Kensi and Oscar and announcing that Kailee and George would be up after Kensi and Oscar.


Kensi and Oscar’s fight went much the same as Bonnie and Noah, except that Kensi looked to be getting the better of Oscar. This was confirmed when Harry announced the scores at the end with Kensi getting more points.

Kensi had a word with Harry who turned and disappeared for a minute, returning with a strap-on cock that Kensi put on.

“She’s not.” Sara said.

“She is.” Jasmine answered.

“Fuck,” I thought, “I’d better win.”

Everyone watched as Oscar got on his hands and knees and Kensi started fucking his ass whilst wanking his cock.

Poor Oscar didn’t last long, but Kensi managed to capture a lot of his cum in her hand, and when he got to his feet, Kensi told Oscar to open his mouth and she put her cum loaded hand into his mouth.


Second contest over, Harry called for Kailee and George and announced that the next 2 contestants would be Sara and Jack. I felt another rush of Sara’s juices on my hand as Jasmine said,

“You’ll like Jack Sara, he’s big, but not as big as Leroy.”

We watched the smiling Kailee sway her naked butt as she walked to the centre of the room.


Harry quickly got the bout started, George’s hard cock bouncing all over the place, and they both went at each other like demented cats fighting.

However, I slowly started to think that Kailee wasn’t putting everything into it, whenever George managed to get his hand or cock to her pussy. Kailee seemed to freeze for a few seconds letting George rub or finger or even fuck her for a good few seconds before trying to dislodge him.

Like Bonnie had, at the end of the round, Kailee lay with her very spread feet facing most of the audience.

The second round was very similar but I was getting more convinced that Kailee was letting George have his way with her quite easily.

At the end of that round, Kailee looked more exhausted than George did, and in round 3, Kailee spent ages just letting George fuck her mouth or pussy, her putting up little resistance as George went from pussy to mouth for another 20 seconds of fucking.

When the final whistle blew I was sure that I heard Kailee say,

“So close, so fucking close.”

Unsurprisingly, George was declared the winner and Harry gave Kailee to George for 5 minutes of free use.

I guessed that what I thought I had heard was right, because seconds after George fucked Kailee doggy style, Kailee announced to the world that she was cumming, but George kept fucking her until his expression told everyone that he had shot his load deep inside her.


As Kailee walked back to our table I saw that she had a big grin of her face. She bent over and quietly said to Sara,

“The secret is to always lose, that way there is every chance that the guy will either fuck your throat or your pussy, all in front of all these people.”

I felt another gush of pussy juices onto my hand so I pressed 2 fingers inside Sara and left them there.


That didn’t last long because we heard Harry call for Sara and Jack, adding that Dylan and would be the next ones up.

My heart started pounding, partially for Sara, and partially for what I was going to have to do. Okay, I’d been naked in public with Sara before, and fucked her in public before, but this seemed different. It wasn’t Sara, it was this Grace girl who I hadn’t clue what she even looked like.

“Stop being stupid Dylan,” I thought, “it’s only a girl and she will have tits and a pussy nearly as nice as Sara’s.”

Sara’s pussy gushed again just as she rose to her feet and I was impressed how confident she looked as her butt swayed as she walked to the centre of the room.

Jack was big, both in height and the size of his cock and I remembered what Kailee had quietly said to Sara after she’d been fucked on the mats.

Jack may have been tall, and skinny, but he was slow and Sara was quickly dodging his moves, whilst still trying to grab that big cock. Sara was laughing and taunting Jack.

That dodging and taunting didn’t last long as Sara got too close to him and she was soon on her back, legs spread and Jack laying across her grabbing at her pussy.

The thing was, Sara looked as if she wanted him to rub and finger her, her legs completely still and spread wide, not that I was complaining, I wanted Sara to have as much fun as possible.

Sara managed to reach between them and grabbed hold of Jack’s cock. That caused Jack to let go of Sara’s pussy and they started rolling around, both grabbing at each other’s genitals.

Seconds later, Jack was straddling Sara’s chest, his front to her head. He put his hands behind her head and lifted it so that his hard cock was right in front of her face. Sara’s mouth opened and she bent her neck and opened her mouth. Jack instantly leant forwards, his cock going into her mouth.

Sara was sucking and Jack was pushing for around 10 seconds before Jack put his hands behind his back and attempted to grab Sara’s pussy. This caused him to lose his balance and he fell sideways.

They rolled around, both trying to grab the other’s genitals but Sara was quick and she was wanking his cock a lot more than he was rubbing her pussy.

Somehow, Sara was on her back with her legs round Jack’s waist whilst he held her arms. Before Sara could wriggle away, Jack managed to get onto his knees. I was expecting him to let go of one of Sara’s arms and go for her pussy with his hand, but he didn’t. What he did was shuffle forward which lifted Sara’s butt. As Jack kept shuffling, Sara was getting bent double, with only her shoulders and arms on the mats.

This left Jack’s cock right in front of Sara’s pussy and he moved his waist around until the tip of his big, hard cock found Sara’s entrance.

In one fast move, Jack sunk his cock balls deep into Sara who let out a loud scream, but I knew that she was okay because of the grin on her face.

After all the foreplay that Sara and I had had before the contest I was surprised that she didn’t cum right then. In the past she’d sometimes cum when I rammed my cock deep into her in one quick thrust, but she didn’t when Jack did it, and she was still grinning as Jack pumped in and out of her for, presumably, 20 seconds before the whistle went for him to stop and withdraw.

Sara said something to Jack as he rolled off her. It sounded like,

“Is that the best that you can do Jack?” But I wasn’t sure. Maybe it was my mind thinking that she was still taunting him.

With that comment, Sara must have caused Jack to drop his guard because within seconds Sara was laying across Jacks stomach, her face looking down on his hard cock. She grabbed it and started furiously wanking him.

This lasted for around 10 seconds before Jack bucked his body and Sara went flying off him.

They grappled around again and ended up with Jack straddling Sara’s chest, this time with his back to Sara’s face.

Sara’s feet were pointing towards me, her legs spread wide, and I, and most people there, could see all of her wet pussy. My cock was straining in my jeans.

Jack bent forwards and started eating Sara’s pussy whilst his cock found her mouth and I could tell that she was blowing him.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, Harry blew the whistle for the end of the round and Jack rolled off Sara leaving her spread eagle, feet facing me.

I looked around the audience and saw 2 blue 10s, 1 blue 9, and 3 pink 9s. Sara was losing, and that pleased me.


The 2 minutes break was soon over and they were back at it again. Again I saw moments of Sara taunting Jack before he’d get the better of her and grope her tits or pussy, or ram his cock into Sara’s mouth or pussy before she found the means to dislodge him and they’d start grappling again.

Again I was expecting Sara to orgasm at any moment and I started to wonder if all that exercise or concentrating trying to make Jack cum was somehow killing the arousal that had been there when the contest started.

Round 2 ended with Sara again spread eagle with her feet facing me.

I looked for the scores, and wasn’t surprised to see 3 blue 10s, 1 pink 10 and 2 pink 9s.


As round 3 started I decided that I should get ready for my bout. I was very apprehensive and wasn’t sure that I wanted to go through with it, but I stripped naked, my hard cock springing out as my boxers went down.

I hadn’t been looking at the others at our table but I heard Jasmine say,

“Nice cock Dylan.”

I ignored the comment and sat down, still watching Sara grappling and getting quick fucks at both ends.


All of a sudden, Sara was on her stomach, Jack was between her legs and was pressing on her back with both his hands, her arms spread above her head.

Everyone could see Jack’s big cock on Sara’s butt, but then, Jack started steering his cock between Sara’s legs and she was spreading them, even more, to give him better access.

Sara’s head was on one side, facing me and I saw the big smile as Jack went balls deep inside her and she let out a loud grunt.

Jack pumped hard and fast and Sara’s face told me that the contest was about to end because she was going to cum any second.

And she did, cursing, swearing and letting everyone know that she was cumming.

Jack kept going until Harry blew the whistle, then he rolled off Sara. When Sara rolled onto her back, Jack put out his hand to help her get up.


“Well that was a short round,” Harry announced, “no need to look at the scores, I declare Jack to be the winner.”

There were cheers and applause as Harry manoeuvred Sara in front of Jack and said,

“She’s all yours for 5 minutes.”

Sara looked up at Jack and I saw his lips move but I couldn’t hear what he said. I also saw that Sara was smiling and I could see that after-glow on her face that she gets when she cums hard.

What I did hear, and so must have everyone in the room, was Sara saying.

“Come on big boy, try and wreck my tight pussy.”

Jack must have taken that as a challenge because he pushed down on her shoulders until she was on her knees, He kept gently pushing until Sara got on her hands and knees.

“Want it doggy style do you big boy, come on then, ram that thing in and push me across the room.”

Well Jack did his best and a couple of times Sara did move forwards a little, but about a minute later. her arms spread out and her face went to the mats.

With her butt up in the air Jack continued trying to fuck Sara into next week as Sara loudly announced that she gonna cum again, and she did.

To swearing and moaning, Sara’s body started shaking as Jack continued to thrust in to her as hard as he could. Her orgasm kept going on and on, even after everyone saw that Jack was dumping a load inside her. Eventually, Harry blew his whistle and Jack withdrew.


Again, Jack helped Sara to her feet and I’m sure that I heard him say the word tight.

“Yes she is.” I thought and was happy that Sara does lots of Kegels.

Sara had a huge smile on her face as Harry thanked them both then called for Dylan and Grace.

I stood up and started walking to the centre of the mats with my hard cock leading the way. As Sara and I met, I said,

“You okay?” as I squeezed her hand then kept walking as Sara replied.

“Hell yeah.”

I looked around and saw what must be Grace walking towards the centre as well.

That was the first time that I had seen Grace and I was impressed. She looked to be a slightly smaller version of Sara, including slightly smaller tits. I wondered if her clit stuck out like Sara’s does.

I smiled at Grace and she smiled back.

“This might not be as bad as I feared.” I thought as I heard Harry announce that Jasmine and Max were up after Grace and I.


For some reason, Harry decided to read out the rules and I wondered if he thought that I might cheat, but I wasn’t really listening, I was staring at Grace’s naked body and again thinking that it was a nice, bald below the neck body.

Harry told us to get down on our knees facing each other, and I was sure that I saw Grace glance down at my cock. That made me fearful that I’d shoot off and lose that bout.

Thankfully. I didn’t have much chance to think about that as Harry blew his whistle and both Grace and I lunged at each other and we were soon rolling on the mats trying to grab each others genitals.

I have to admit that Grace’s body felt nearly as good as Sara’s, and when she got a hand on my cock I was worried that it might explode.

Those thought soon disappeared as we both tried to achieve our objectives.

Soon, I was looking down on Grace’s spread pussy whilst I fingered her and a thought flashed through my brain,

“Grace’s clit is so much smaller than Sara’s, and it’s only just peeking out from its hood.”

That thought soon disappeared as Grace grabbed my cock and started wanking.

I spun round, so that I was facing Grace, and slid down her body, tweaking her little nipples as I went.

Grace’s legs were spread open and I knelt between them, holding body her small wrists in one hand as my other hand started playing with her pussy, hoping that her clit would grow.

Surprisingly, Grace didn’t put up much resistance as I finger fucked her then lifted her legs up and pushed them back over her head.

I looked down at Grace’s wet pussy and saw that her hole was open a little.

Leaning over her, my hands grabbed her wrists and pinned then to the mat either side of her as my mouth started eating her pussy. It tasted good, similar, but not as nice as Sara’s.

Suddenly wanting to fuck her, I moved up and plunged my cock into her pussy.

As I pumped in and out of Grace’s pussy I realised that she wasn’t putting up much resistance. I looked at her face and I could tell that she was enjoying it, but if I did that for much longer, I knew that I would unload deep inside her, so I pulled out and went back to eating her pussy.

I could tell that Grace was getting very aroused and I wondered if she was about to cum, but that was spoilt by Harry and that damned whistle.

I backed off, but Grace just lay there, legs akimbo, for ages before sitting up then kneeling opposite me.

I didn’t bother looking to see what the scores were.


The 2 minutes up and the shrill of the whistle in my ear, Grace and I dived at each other, rolling about and grabbing genitals and tits as we went.

This round went much the same as the first, except that instead of me fucking Grace’s pussy, it was her mouth. After getting her pinned down with her bent over and her feet on the mats above her head, I found myself kneeling between her feet and holding her legs down with my calves.

I looked at Grace’s face to see any signs of pain, but she was smiling so I leant forwards, my hands going to her pussy and my cock finding her open mouth which felt like she was trying to suck my cock in.

In and out my cock deeply went into Grace’s throat, me teasing her by holding it in until she started to struggle, then pulling out to let her breath as she did little to get me off her.

With my fingers feeling Grace’s pussy muscles contract then relax over and over, I was sure that she was about to cum, but again she was saved by the whistle.

Grace just dropped her legs and lay there for a good half of the break as I surveyed the quite attractive, naked body spread in front of me as we both tried to breath deeply and relax.


Round 3 got off to a similar start and about half way through I found myself laying across Grace’s back. Remembering how I’d seen Jack fucking Sara, I spun round so that I was laying along Grace’s body and I pinned her arms to the mat.

Realising that my legs were between Grace’s, I slid my hips around until my cock found her pussy and slipped in, my legs feeling Grace’s legs spread wider apart. She was really submitting to me fucking her again.

With no resistance from Grace, I started fucking her from behind, slowly at first, then speeding up. I felt Grace’s pussy get wetter and wetter and I was convinced that she was going to cum, but we both held out until the whistle blew.

I rolled off Grace, took a deep breath and thought,

“I made it, I made it to the end without cumming.”

I looked up and saw that Grace was already on her feet and was holding out a hand to help me get up. As soon as I was on my feet Grace gave me a hug, whispering to me,

“Thank you Dylan, that was awesome, I hope that we get the chance of a rematch sometime.”

“Me too.” I replied, although I wasn’t sure that I wanted a rematch nor another fight with anyone other than Sara, I was sure that I’d cum before the end of the match.


Harry declared me the winner and offered me free use of Grace for 5 minutes.

“Let’s continue where we left off, I was so close.” Grace quietly said before she dropped to the mat on her stomach and spread her arms and legs.

I have to admit that I didn’t even think about Sara as I dropped to my knees between Grace’s legs then leant forwards and continued what that damned whistle had interrupted.

Neither of us lasted the 5 minutes and we both orgasmed at roughly the same time before just laying there to recover.


“Okay you 2,” Harry announced, “don’t go to sleep on us. Jasmine and Max. you are up, Louise and Archie get yourselves naked, you’re after Jasmine and Max.”

I got myself to my feet then put out my hand to help Grace get up. Grace hung on to my hand and quietly said,

“That was awesome Dylan, I really do look forward to the rematch.”

Grace hung on to my hand until the distance between us forced her to let go.


Sara got to her feet and gave me a big kiss before saying,

“That was awesome lover, sit and drink, you deserve it.”

I did and I did, then Sara sat on my lap, the same way that we had the last rime, the difference being that we were both naked and my uncovered cock was right below her pussy.


“Do I need to get worried lover?” Sara quietly asked as we both watched Jasmine fight Archie.

“Worried about what?” I asked.

“Grace, she was obviously smitten by you Dylan.”

“Smitten, that’s an old-fashioned word Sara, but no, you are the love of my life and will still be on the day that I die.”

I felt Sara’s legs grip mine a little, causing my cock to jump a little, then Sara replied,

“But Grace is beautiful, I was worried that you’d trade me in for a younger model.”

“Stop it Sara, I don’t even know how old Grace is, it was just a bit of fun, a good fuck, like Jack was with you earlier, and don’t try to tell me that you didn’t enjoy yourself.”

“Okay Dylan, I’m being stupid, will you spank me when we get home.”

“No, but I might in the morning.”


My left hand went and tweaked one of Sara’s nipples, and my right hand wend down to her pussy and flicked her clit. Then I said,

“Grace’s clit isn’t anywhere near as big as yours anyway.”

Sara squeezed my legs again, causing my cock to come to life and the tip touched her pussy. My right hand went lower and into Sara’s hole.

“I don’t think that we’re supposed to be doing this here.” Sara quietly said.

“Tough.” I replied as I did the male version of a Kegel causing Sara to moan a little.


We sat there, with Sara impaled on my cock, watching the action on the mats as Jasmine lost to Max then 3 more fights took place. In all 3 bouts, the girl lost and got a good fucking afterwards.

Then after Harry had called Louise and Archie up for their fight, Harry put his hand in the pint pots then opened the piece of paper from the boys pot. He was opening the piece of paper from the girls pot as he announced,

“The last bout of the evening will be between Leroy and S………… Hang on a minute.”

Harry looked around the room then walked over to Sara and I.

By that time, I had unloaded into Sara, gone soft and slipped out. My cum, and possibly some of Jacks, slowly seeping out of her.

“Did you put you name in the pot twice Sara?”

“No.” Sara replied.

Harry turned and almost shouted,

“Sara, is there another Sara in the room?”

Getting no response Harry continued.

“Well that’s a bit of a problem, we’ve got Leroy raring to go and no girl to compete against him.”

“Yes you have Harry.” I said, “Sara here will take him on.”

I felt Sara tense on my lap, then relax and reply to Harry

“Yeah, sure, I’m sure that I can give him a run for his money.”

“Are you sure Sara, you’ve already competed once tonight.” Harry asked.

“Donkey dick.” I heard Jasmine say and Sara looked over to her before saying,

“Harry, yes, I’m sure, I’ll be fine, I’m sure that it will be fun just like it was with Jack.”

“Okay, thanks Sara. it will make a great finale to the evening.”

Harry went back to the centre of the mats and started the bout between Louise and Archie.

“Are you sure Sara,” I asked, “you’re tired, unless this Leroy is wimp, he’ll probably beat you.”

”I know.” Sara replied.

“Oh, I see,” I said, “you want to get fucked by this supposed donkey dick.”

“Do you mind Dylan?”

“Of course not Sara, go for it.”

By that time, my right hand had found Sara’s clit again and was toying with it.

“I’ll be all worked up by the time the bout starts if you keep doing that Dylan and I want to be able to survive all 3 rounds without cumming.”

“Okay,” I replied as I moved my hand up a bit leaving her clit alone.

We watched as Louise got her mouth and pussy fucked by Archie, but she did put up quite a fight.


It wasn’t long before Harry was calling for Sara and this Leroy to come to the mats and we got our first look at Leroy,

“Bloody hell,” I thought as Sara gasped. “Donkey dick is quite appropriate.”

Leroy’s cock looked to be going on for 30 centimetres long, and about 9 or 10 centimetres in diameter, and it was pointing straight forward. Sara had already started walking but she turned, looked back to me and gave me a big grin.

I wasn’t worried about Sara taking that monster because we’d experimented a few times and she’d taken objects bigger than that before, but that had been slowly. I worried about what might happen if he quickly rammed it into her.

“Well.” Harry announced. “Due to some mix-up that I can’t explain, our newbie girl is back on the mats for a second fight tonight. I did give her the option of declining the fight but the feisty and very beautiful Sara is confident that she can take Leroy, sorry, beat Leroy.”

There was some chatter around the room then Harry blew his whistle to start round 1. Sara went straight for that monster, grabbing it before Leroy could even get his hands on Sara, but after a couple of seconds Leroy pushed her away and tackled her to the mats and everyone could see that monster slapping against different parts of Sara’s body.

Sara moved fast, evading Leroy’s attempts to get on top of her, and it took most of the round for Leroy to get Sara pinned to the mats. But when he did he made a beeline for her clit and I’m sure that his mouth was close to making her cum when the whistle blew. Just as in her first bout, Sara just lay spread eagle on the mats for most of the break before finally getting to her knees ready to start round 2.


This time it was quickly became obvious that Sara either wasn’t trying, or she was too tired to wrestle because Leroy soon had Sara on her back with Leroy knelt beside her head and his right hand rubbing her pussy. Sara’s legs were going from side to side slowly, probably faking an attempt to dislodge his hand.

We all watched as Sara turned her head grabbed Leroy’s cock and attempted to put it in her mouth.

Sara’s hand didn’t reach right round Leroy’s cock but she still managed to hold it as her mouth stretched wide and the tip of the cock went inside, the purple bell end disappearing from sight.

Sara was lifting her head to take more, and Leroy was bending over to help her.

Sara was starting to gag a little when Harry blew the whistle for them to break and she coughed and spluttered a little as they got to their knees.

Seconds later, they were back in very much the same position, but one of Sara legs was held under one of Leroy’s armpits and his cock was above her head. The tip only a couple of centimetres above her face,

As Leroy’s hand went to work on Sara’s pussy again, Sara’s head lifted and her mouth engulfed the end couple of centimetres of Leroy’s cock.

I guess that Leroy wasn’t expecting that but he responded by lowering his body which forced more of his huge cock into Sara’s mouth. I also guessed that Sara’s first attempt to swallow that huge cock had prepared her throat for the monster trying to go down into her stomach because nearly all of it disappeared from sight.

I was impressed with Sara.

Harry’s whistle brought that deep throating to end, and again Sara coughed and spluttered as she got to knees. I saw smiles on both their faces.


The 2 of them dived at each other again and soon arms and legs were all over the place as they rolled around on the mats. Somehow, Sara ended up on top of Leroy in the 69 position and Leroy started eating Sara while Sara looked down at the monster pointing up to her face.

Everyone watched as Sara took a deep breath then went down on the cock. I heard a couple of gasps as more and more of that monster disappeared from sight then reappeared as Sara’s mouth fucked that cock,

The whistle blew, Sara rolled off Leroy and it all started again.

This time, Sara ended up on her back with Leroy between her legs. He grabbed her ankles and lifted them up, holding then in place by his armpits, and pinning her arms with his hands.

Sara was bent over with her pussy facing up and Leroy’s cock hanging just above it. She must have known what was about to happen, and I guessed that she’d been looking forward to it because she stopped wriggling and went limp.

I could see a smile on her face as Leroy lowered that monster to her hole and she gasped as Leroy put some pressure on it.

We all could see Sara grimace as her vagina opened to let it in, her mouth falling open and definite signs of pain on her face, but she didn’t do anything to stop Leroy from impaling himself in her, nor used her distress hand signal.

Down and down Leroy’s body went, impaling himself more and more as Sara’s face told everyone that she was in quite some discomfort.

Finally, Leroy’s dangling balls hit Sara’s but hole and they both let out the breaths that they had been holding.

Sara had done it, she had taken that humongous cock. I was so proud of her as a huge smile appeared on her face, but that was only the first part.

I looked up to see that Harry wasn’t looking at his phone counting the 20 seconds, he was mesmerised just like quite a few people in the room.

Leroy slowly started to withdraw his cock and Sara’s face showed sighs of slight discomfort. When the cock was about half way out it suddenly went back in quite fast causing Sara to let out a loud gasp then a moan.

Then Leroy started properly fucking Sara who grunted loudly each time that Leroy got balls deep inside her.

Everyone saw, and heard, Sara orgasm but Harry was still blankly staring at the spectacle going on at his feet.

They’d been at it for well over a minute before Harry came back to earth and blew his whistle.

Leroy withdrew and moved to one side getting out of the way of Sara’s falling legs, but she didn’t move and Leroy straddled her, flopping his cock on her face.

Then the whistle blew for the end of the round, Leroy backed away and Sara just lay there.


Harry had to remind Sara to get to her knees ready for the start of the last round, and when she did I could tell that she was out of energy, and Leroy quickly pounced on her.

The whole round was taken up with Leroy lifting her legs then lowering his cock into her pussy and fucking her until the 20 seconds, then him straddling her chest and pushing his cock down her throat for another 20 seconds, then rolling her over onto her stomach, spreading her legs and fucking her from behind for yet another 20 seconds.

I was pleased when Harry finally blew the whistle for the end of the bout because I was sure that Sara was beyond any sort of resistance or pleasure, but when Leroy pulled her to her feet she had a huge grin on her face.

Of course Leroy got way more points than Sara ,and Harry presented her to Leroy for 5 more minutes of him fucking her at both ends.

Those 5 minutes were almost identical to most of the last round and I didn’t quite know what state I expected Sara to be in when Harry blew the whistle for the last time that evening.


I needn’t have worried, because when Leroy finally withdrew for the last time he got to his feet, lifted Sara to her feet and kissed her on her lips. It wasn’t a quick kiss and I watched Sara get enthusiastic about the kiss and put her arms round his waist to pull him closer to her.

Their kiss broke as Harry announced the end of the evenings entertainment, adding a big thank you to the club’s newest members, saying that Sara was a real trooper.

After quite a bit of applause, Harry reminded everyone that the next Friday evening was gang-bang evening.


Sara walked back to me and I gave her a big hug, asking her if she was okay. Her reply was,

“Hell yes, jeez he was big. He must have taken some viagra or something. After all that tight fucking and sucking, no amount of me squeezing my pussy muscles could make him cum, that was totally awesome.”



After saying goodbye to Kailee, Aaron, Jasmine and Leo, and all stating that they’d see us the next Friday evening, Sara went to the rest room to clean up and I stopped off where Harry was stood.

“So Harry, that was a very entertaining evening, both Sara and I loved every minute of it, but I have to say that I wasn’t sure about how fair most of the contests were. It was like most of the girls weren’t really trying to win.” I said.

“You’re right Dylan. You see, just about all the girls that come here are like your Sara, compulsive, submissive, exhibitionists. They like being dominated by men. They’ll say that they fought hard but truth be known, they wanted to lose and get fucked by a man they hardly know with lots of people that they hardly know watching them. Your Sara is like that isn’t she?”

“You’re a good judge of character Harry. I haven’t had a chance to talk to Sara yet but I’m sure that she’ll confess that she made it easy for Jack and Leroy to win and claim their prize.”

“Her cumming in round 3 with Jack really confirmed my opinions of Sara Dylan, but most girls somehow manage to hold out until they give themselves as prizes. Although your fingering of her before the contest may have helped her on her way Dylan.”

“You saw that Harry?”

“Of course, they don’t call me eagle eyed Harry for nothing. So, will you and Sara be back next week, it’s gang-bang evening on the Friday and a Sybian contest on the Saturday. Have you got a list of dates and events?”

“No, Wendy was going to give us one earlier but she got distracted.”

“Stop at the bar on your way out, I’m sure that Wendy will give you one. Look, here comes your amazing little woman.”

Sara was all smiles as she walked towards Harry and me. When she got close she said.

“Thank you so much for letting us come back this evening Harry, I had nearly the best night of my life.”

“It’s us that should be thanking you Sara,” Harry replied, “how you took that Leroy was just awesome, I hope that you’re not too sore?”

“I’ll be fine Harry thank you. Gang-bang next Friday?”

“It is, will you 2 be coming?”

“Try and stop us Harry.” Sara replied.

“Okay, thanks again guys, and I’ll let you get dressed and make your way home.”


We both got dressed with me again asking Sara if she was okay, then we left, picking up the program of dates and events from the bar as we went through the deserted little public bar.

*****

[VanessaEvans]

The Fetish Bar
by Vanessa Evans

Part 3

It was a little chilly as we walked to the underground station and I put my arm around Sara to share some heat. My arm had ‘accidentally’ pulled her skirt up over her bare butt, but the street was just about deserted apart from a few cars passing by. I hoped that the passengers enjoyed the view as much as I knew that I would,


The underground station was quiet, and so was the train. I sat next to Sara on one of the long bench seat at the side of the carriage, Sara with her knees wide open, but no one entered the area. We were both disappointed.

We talked about the evening, both of us asking if the other had any regrets, or if we thought it had affected our relationship in any way. We both said that we were good, Sara taking my hand, putting it on her wet pussy and telling me that it would always belong to me and that she would always do her best to please me.

I replied telling Sara that all she had to do to keep me was to keep doing what she was already doing.

I didn’t finger Sara, either on the train, or when we got home, We went to bed, not fucking, but me spooning her from behind whilst holding one of her tits.

*****

During the next 6 days, in addition to the fun on the underground, we frequently talked about the Fetiche Bar and I was well pleased as Sara got more and more excited as the week went on. Our love making all that week was much more intense than usual.


Sara’s pussy was positively gushing when we met in the office building’s reception area after work, and then in the restaurant before going to the club on the Friday evening. I’d finger checked her a few times as we walked and in the restaurant. I ordered more water with the, me wanting her to get well hydrated before the fun started.

*****

Wendy again called us eager beavers when we arrived and she buzzed the door to let us in and I was happy to see Kailee and Aaron, and Jasmine and Leo sat at the same table as the last Saturday. This time both Kailee and Jasmine were already naked.

Not being able to see their clothes, I joked, asking them if they had arrived naked.

“I wish.” Kailee replied then pointed to a bag hooked on the back of Aaron’s chair.

“I had to nearly force Kailee to put some clothes on to come here.” Aaron added.

I was getting to like these 2 couples more and more. I pulled out a chair for Sara, but she said,

“Hang on a minute Dylan, I need to strip.” Sara replied, and the 5 of us watched for the few seconds that it took Sara to drop her skirt and pull her top up and off, leaving her naked.

“Do I take it that you want to take part on the gang-bang then Sara?” Kailee asked.

I watched Sara fidget on her seat as she replied,

“Yes I do, it sounds like fun, do you know if Leroy will be coming?”

I watched our new friends all smile, indicating to me that they knew that Sara wanted more of his donkey dick.

“It does reach parts that other guys can’t doesn’t it?” Jasmine said.

Both the other guys looked as inadequate as I felt.


We all talked and drank, Sara and I getting to know the others and them us. All of us exchanging stories of where the girls had got naked and where we’d fucked with people watching. I was really pleased that the 4 of them seemed very much like Sara and I.


Other people were arriving and I couldn’t help noticing that more guys were arriving than girls, not that it bothered me, and I was sure that Sara would be thinking,

“The more the merrier.”

After about 30 minutes, Harry appeared and asked the guys to help get 3 tables out of the store room. They were small tables, just big enough for a girl’s back.

Once that was done, Harry got a sheet of paper and a pen, and a pot with numbered discs in it, Going to each guests table he got the girls who wanted to compete to put their names on the sheet of paper, and he got the guys to take a number.

I watched as most of the girls there, some of them already naked ready, put their names on the sheet.

“Good to see you Sara.” Harry said when he got to our table. “I still don’t know how your name got into the pot twice last week, are you sure that you didn’t put it in?”

“Good evening Harry, I’m pleased to be here again, and no. I definitely only put one piece of paper in.” Sara replied, “but I’m really happy that it happened.”

I looked at both Kailee and Jasmine and both of them were looking guilty.

As the sheets got passed round our table, all 3 girls put their names on the sheets and us 3 guys took a numbered disc. I wondered if Leroy had taken a disc.

When Harry left, Sara looked at the 2 girls and asked,”

“Did you do that?”

Kailee replied,

“Did you enjoy the donkey dick Sara?”

“Oh yes, it was wonderful.” Sara replied, “have any of you seen him tonight?”

“No,” Jasmine replied, “and it was us, we thought that it would be good to drop you in at the deep end.”

“How did you know that Sara would get matched against Leroy?” I asked.

“Harry fixes it so that Leroy always goes last and if Harry had come across your name earlier he would have just pushed it to the bottom of the jar and hoped that the number of names would balance out and you’d be matched with Leroy.” Kailee replied, “He did that with me when Aaron and I first came here.”

“The sneaky old …. “ I replied.

“Thank you Harry.” Sara quietly said. Then turned to Kailee and Jasmine and thanked them.


Harry went to the middle of the room and loudly announced.

“Ladies and gentlemen gang-bang evening, and for the benefit of out new members, this is how the evening will go:

I will call out a girl’s name and she will come to me and get a blindfold then go to a vacant table, lay back on it and put the blindfold on.

I will then call out 4 numbers and the guys will go to the same table as the girl.

Then I will do the same for the other 2 tables.

That sorted I will blow the whistle and at each table a guy will stand at each side of the table and nature will take over.

Five minutes later I will blow the whistle and the guys will rotate 1 place clockwise.

After another 5 minutes I will blow the whistle and the guys will rotate again,

After the 20 minutes all 4 guys will have experienced all sides of the girl and I will blow the whistle again. Then the sets of 4 guys will move to the next table clockwise and we start again,

Once all 12 guys have used each of the 3 girls, all participants will return to their original seats and I will start the whole process over again.

Now I have a lot of girls names on this piece of paper. But don’t worry ladies, we will keep going until you have all had 20 minutes on each table.

Guys, most of you will get called for duty more than once, so I hope that you have lots of stamina, or viagra.

Kensi, Louise and Isla, you are up first, come and get you blindfolds then chose a table.”

As the 3 naked girls headed over to Harry, Sara said,

“Why the blindfolds?” Sara asked.

“That’s so that the girls can’t see who is using them,” Kailee replied, “so that when you see the guys afterwards you don’t know if it one of them that used you or not.”

“Hmm, I like that idea.” Sara said, then added,

“Twelve cocks, not bad, shame that it’s only for 5 minutes each.”

Jasmine nearly choked on her drink then said.

“Bloody hell Sara, isn’t 12 enough for you?”

“Well I read somewhere that some girl from Nottingham had over a thousand in 24 hours, so 12 in one evening isn’t many is it?”

“I guess not.” Jasmine replied.

“So do you fancy going for a thousand Sara?” I asked.

“Yes and no,” Sara replied, “the thought is just awesome, but it would take one hell of a lot to set it up.”

“Yeah, that girl from Nottingham probably had a whole team of people setting it up for her.” I replied.


Once Kensi, Louise and Isla were on their backs and had blindfolded themselves, Henry announced,

“Guys, please swap discs with other guys a few times just in case any of the girls saw you numbers and would know who was at their table..

There was a flurry of guys moving around and swapping discs then Harry called out 4 numbers and 4 guys, all of them naked, went over to the nearest table. That was repeated until 12 guys were stood round the 3 tables.

The whistle blew, the 3 girls put out their hands, groping around for the cocks that they were expecting to be either side them, their mouths opened and their legs spread wider.

Within seconds, their hands were busy and their mouths and pussy were getting filled.

Me, I was wondering which girls I would get to grope and fuck, and I was wondering if Sara would get fucked by Leroy again. I moved my hand up from her thigh and, as expected, her pussy was dripping.


I have to admit, from a spectator’s point of view, those gang-bangs weren’t as entertaining as the mixed wrestling was, but it was nice listening to the girls grunting and moaning.

The whistle kept blowing at 5 minute intervals and the first triple gang-bang was over and, first the guys, then the girls were told to return to their seats.


Kailee was one of the next 3 lucky girls, and once in place and blindfolded, Harry started calling out the guys numbers. My number was one of them and when I got to my assigned table I saw my Sara on her back, blindfold on and legs spread wide.

I wondered if it was deliberate on Harry’s part or if it was pure coincidence. Whichever it was, I was looking forward to fucking Sara’s mouth and pussy. It was just a shame that she couldn’t be watching the other 3 guys groping and fuck her at the same time.

I also wondered if she’d realise that it was me fucking her.

Anyway, I got quite a bit of pleasure watching the other 3 guys grope and fuck her close-up.

I also enjoyed using Kailee and Mandy. Kailee is quite pretty and has a figure similar to Sara’s but Mandy’s tits are too big for me.

Us guys were back at our table before Kailee and Sara, and it wasn’t until later later in the evening, when I didn’t get called, that Kailee realised that I must have been one of the ones that gang-banged her and Sara.

“Does that bother you Kailee?” I asked.

“Not at all, but next time that you fuck me can you make sure that I know beforehand, I think that I might enjoy it even more.”

Sara just squeeze my thigh, reached over, kissed me and thanked me.


The rest of the evening went much the same as the first 2 triple, parallel gang-bang and when Jasmine came back after her turn she was all smiles, telling us that, although she couldn’t see, but Leroy was definitely in the group that gang-banged her.

Sara started to ask how she knew, but stopped as soon as she put 2 and 2 together.


The evening ended with Sara being very happy, and me not so happy.


The underground train was quite fruitful, especially for Sara because there must have been a football match on somewhere and there was quite a few half drunk supporters in the same carriage. Fortunately they weren’t drunk enough to try to rape Sara but they were very forthcoming with the comments about what Sara didn’t have covered.

Not wanting to push our luck, we didn’t interact with them and they got off the train the stop before we did.

*****

The Saturday evening at the Fetiche Bar was Sybian night with the only guys involvement being watching the naked girls ride and orgasm,

In groups of 4, the girls mounted the 4 Sybian machines and they were timed to see how long they could survive without cumming. Harry had them rigged so that one switch turned all 4 machines on at at the sane time, and they all went straight to the maximum vibrations.

Sara has one of these machines at home and she uses it lot when I’m not around, so she had a bit of an advantage over some of the girls, but she didn’t win.

Some of those girls get quite loud when they cum, but I wasn’t complaining, it was a beautiful sight watching them.


When Sara came back after her turn, like the other girls after they’d had their turn, Sara didn’t get dressed and she sat on my lap still totally naked.

*****

Over the next couple of months, the activities at the club on Friday and Saturday evenings were mostly for the girls, but they were very entertaining for the guys to watch.

They were: -

Various fucking machines, including the vertical fucking machine that Sara had already used. Again, this evening was only for the girls to display themselves in action, all of them wanting a go on all of the machines at least once.

Once Harry knew how many girls wanting to take part he had to limit the time that each girl spent on each machine.

*

A naked girls spanking evening. Again, Harry had to limit the time of each spanking. Each spanking had to be given by a guy who wasn’t their partner. Timing was done by another guy, and the winner was the girl who orgasmed in the shortest time.

*

Girl vs. girl nude wrestling. Same rules as for guys vs. girls and I couldn’t help noticing that all the girls put more effort into winning and the guys did a lot of cheering as the girls fingered and ate each other.

*

One evening, the girls were asked to bring along their remote controlled vibrators and, 4 at a time, they lay on tables and a non partner guy had to control the vibe and make the girl in front of them cum.

*

Another evening, plastic sheets were spread on the mats and the naked girls lay on them whilst the guys stood around them and wanked until they shot their loads onto the girl at their feet. A Bukkake.

Because of the number of guys there, and their recovery time, Harry had to limit the number of girls who got lucky. He did this in a similar way as for the mixed wrestling, a pot where the girls put their names on a piece of paper then hoped that Harry would pull their name out.

*****

At the end of the October, Harry asked some girls if they would be prepared to put on a show at a private party. Maria and Sara were selected.

The event was on a Saturday evening so Wendy was left to supervise the spanking evening at the Fetiche Bar with the help of a couple of male partners.


The private party turned out to be a stag do for a rich guy, and was held in one of the conference rooms at a big hotel not far from the Fetiche Bar.


Maria, Leroy, Harry and Sara and myself met up in the hotel bar, but there actually was 7 of us. Harry had employed a couple of huge bouncers, just in case.

Harry explained the format of the evening to us: -

A Maria vs Sara wrestling match.
A spanking session for both girls.
A wrestling match with the winner of the girl vs girl wrestling match taking on the bridegroom.
A Bukkake session for both girls and all the guests.

Of course, both girls would be naked from the start of their wrestling bout to the end of the evening.

Maria asked about controlling all the unknown guys there, saying that it would be easy for any of them to get carried away and inflict real pain on Sara or herself.

“Well, I’ll explain the rules at the start of each event and, of course, the bouncers will be nearby to intervene if necessary.“

Sara suggested her 2 finger distress signal and the bouncers said that they would look out for it all the time.

Sara and Maria stripped naked outside the conference room and when the doors were opened we saw around 75 guys who all started cheering when they saw the 2 naked girls.

Harry led the 2 girls to the little stage that had been setup, the 2 bouncers went and stood at either side of the stage, and Leroy and I stayed at the back of the room. The camera flashes had started just as soon as one of the guests saw the 2 naked girls, and they continued throughout the evening.


Once there was some quiet, Harry announced the first event. Both girls already knew the rules but Harry still read them out as Maria and Sara got on their knees and faced each other.

Harry had already informed both girls that the winner would wrestle the bridegroom so there was an incentive to win, but at the same time, both girls wanted to expose all of their bodies as much as they could.

Watching from the back I could see both girls going at each other, although both of them did seem to be on their backs with their legs facing the audience and spread wide quite a lot.

Each time that their pussies were exposed, or one of them was eating or fingering the other, there were lots of cheers and the number of camera flashes increased. Of course, Harry stopped whatever after 20 seconds, but the entertainment was good and my Sara’s face told me that she was happy.

At the end of round 1, Harry had changed the scoring method. This time he asked the audience to cheer for each girl in turn, and the loudest cheer won.

Round 2 and 3 went much the same with arms and legs all over the place, the legs being spread wide most of the time.

Maria won round 1, but Sara won round 2 and 3 so Maria had to submit to Sara for 5 minutes, only, this time it was different to what it is at the Fetiche Bar, Harry produced a quite large dildo and gave it to Sara.

Sara told Maria to get on her back and lift her legs right over her head so that the only contact with the floor was her shoulders, the back of her head, and her arms.

After clit rubbing, fingering and eating, Sara plunged the dildo into Maria, and much to the delight of the audience, Sara fucked Maria with the dildo, fast and furious until she orgasmed. I think that it was a real orgasm as well.

When the 5 minutes was up Sara stopped and helped Maria to her feet as Harry announce a 5 minutes break, adding that he was sure that both girls would appreciate a drink.

Both girls went down in amongst the audience, and to much groping, they were offered drinks and many requests to pose for selfies with the guys before Harry called them back to the stage.


Next, it was the spanking. Harry had acquired 2 chairs and he invited the audience to form 2 queues to the side of the chairs where Sara’s and Maria’s feet would be. Then he told all the guys to take it in turn to sit on the chair at the front of the queue that they were in, whereupon one of the girls would lay across their laps and receive 5 swats (Sara later told me that just about all of the guys who she lay across had hard-ons pressing onto her).

Of course, without being told to do so, when they lay on a lap they spread their legs quite wide so that the waiting guys could see their wet pussies.

Three times, the change of guys had to stop as Sara became incapable of getting up due to her having an orgasm. It was only twice for Maria.

I was a little concerned that some of the guys would really lay it on the 2 butts and that the girls would give the distress hand signal, but the guys were good, they were out for some good clean fun, not to damage the girls.

I was also concerned about the number of guys that would be spanking the 2 girls.

Finally, all the guys had spanked one of the girls and Harry was announcing another 5 minute break and requesting drinks for the girls. I saw Sara wince a couple of times when one of the guys grabbed her very red looking butt, but I could see that she was enjoying every second of it.


Then came the wrestling, the mixed wrestling with the bridegroom taking on Sara, the winner of the girl vs girl bout.

The bridegroom looked half drunk as he stumbled whilst getting undressed, but Harry wasn’t going to stop the bout. What Harry did do, was to announce the rules for the benefit of the groom and the audience.

He may have been half drunk, but the bridegroom’s cock was fully erect as him and Sara faced each other on their knees.

Sara almost flew at him and the grappling started, but the groom’s weight and size gave him a big advantage. Never-the-less, Sara had speed, agility and a lack of alcohol advantage over him.

However, once the groom had Sara pinned down, Sara had to rely on her wriggling to keep the groom from invading her mouth or pussy with his fingers or cock.

The thing was, when the groom’s cock was inside her, Sara did very little wriggling and Harry had to blow the whistle for them to break quite a few times.

I kept getting glimpses of Sara’s face and it was obvious that she was enjoying every second of it.


One time, in round 2, somehow, Sara was on top of the groom with her back on his chest and his legs holding Sara’s legs wide apart. He pushed his legs up in the air, lifting Sara’s butt and spread legs for all the audience to get a long look at her spread pussy.

The thing was. Sara wasn’t resisting at all and I smiled knowing that that exposure would be doing her arousal the world of good.


Round 3 went much the same, with Harry having to blow his whistle quite a lot because the grooms cock was inside Sara’s mouth or her pussy with her struggling very little.


Finally, Harry blew the whistle for the end of the bout and the 2 contestants got to their feet and stood either side of Harry as he asked for applause for each contestant in turn. I swear that Sara got the loudest applause, but Harry declared the groom to be the winner.


“Five minutes to do whatever you like with Sara’s body.” Harry told the groom as Sara moved in front of him.

I have to say that I was expecting the groom to give Sara a real good fucking, but it was just a half-hearted effort and after my initial shock I wondered if the guy was tired or the alcohol was getting the better of him, or even if it was guilt about fucking Sara just before his wedding.

Whatever it was, I didn’t see any indication of either of them orgasming.


The whistle blew, the groom rolled off Sara and just lay there for ages as Sara got to her feet and walked into the audience.


After another 5 minutes of Sara being groped, photographed and having drinks put in her hand, Harry announced the last event of the evening, a Bukkake.

Harry, or someone else, had already put a large polythene sheet on either end of the stage, and he announced that any guy who wished to shoot his load over either of the 2 girls should form a queue around the sides of the room. Harry adding that he suspected that most of the guys there would be experiencing a case of blue balls after watching the show so far.

I was suffering with blue balls myself, and I suspected that Leroy was as well, but neither of us joined the queue.

As the audience formed the long queues, Sara and Maria went and knelt on one of the sheets.

As things settled down, Harry invited the first 3 guys from each queue to go and stand round their lucky girl.

I had an amused grin on my face as I watched those 6 guys walk over to Maria or Sara, all with their cocks out and slowly wanking.

All of Maria’s and Sara’s hands found a cock and started wanking, whilst another 2 guys pushed their cocks into the 2 open mouths.

It wasn’t long before cum was being shot all over the 2 faces, hair and tits, and some into their mouths.

To me, the time for all the guys who wanted to take part, to do their bit, seemed to take forever, but the next day Sara told me that for her the time went very quickly and she’d wished that there had been more guys there.


The queues ended leaving both Maria and Sara with copious amounts of male cum slowly running down their faces and naked bodies.

Harry announced that the entertainment was over and he went over to the guy who had organised the event, presumably to get paid, whilst Leroy and I went over to Maria and Sara.

“Come on,” I said as I held out Sara’s dress,” lets get up to that room that Harry gave me the key to and get you cleaned-up.”

“!’m not putting my clothes on with all this cum on me.” Sara replied, “We’ll go up to the room like this won’t we Maria?”

Maria agreed and the 4 of us left the conference room with me thinking,

“This could be interesting.”

Unfortunately, it wasn’t as we saw no one else as we walked to the lift, nor in the lift, nor as we walked along the corridor on the 5th floor.


Neither girl needed to be told to go straight into the shower and Leroy and I hit the mini bar for a drink,

With giggling sounds coming from the bathroom. Leroy and I got to know each other a little better with me realising that he and I are more alike than I had previously realised. He even suggested something that I had thought about, that we find a way to make the mixed wrestling happen more often.


Thirty or so minutes later, Sara and Maria emerged from the bathroom, both totally naked apart from towels round the top of their heads.

“How long have we got this room for?” Sara asked,

“I don’t know,” I replied, “probably until noon tomorrow. I’m guessing that the bridegroom or best man booked it along with a few others for those staying the night.”

“Good.” Sara replied as she jumped onto one of the beds and lay spread eagle. “Fuck my brains out Dylan Hamilton.”

“Already planning on doing that.” I said as I dived between her legs.


A short time later, as I lifted Sara’s legs over my shoulders, I glanced to my left and saw that Leroy and Maria were having similar fun to what Sara and I were.

We fucked until we both fell asleep.

*****

Sometime later, I woke to the feeling of Sara riding my cock. The room lights were off and it was dark outside.

We both orgasmed, me wondering if Sara was quiet so as to not wake Leroy and Maria.

I was just drifting off to sleep again when I heard Maria say,

“Enjoying that are you Sara, he really stretches you doesn’t he?”

“Yeah, you’re a lucky girl Maria,”

The thing was, the 2 girl’s voices were coming from the wrong beds. I reached out and put the bedside light on and discovered that it was Maria laying next to me and Sara was riding Leroy’s monster cock,

This wasn’t the first time that Maria and I have fucked, we’ve done it a few during our wrestling bouts and gang-bangs,

I smiled to myself, switched the light off and closed my eyes.

*****

I woke up to the sounds of Leroy and Maria laughing and giggling in the bathroom, Sara was sat on my bed, with her dress on, but bent over, sucking my cock.

“Morning lover.” I said, “was I dreaming, or did you and Maria swap beds last night?”

“It wasn’t a dream Dylan, I just needed that monster inside me for a while, you’re not mad with me are you?”

“Did you enjoy it Sara?”

“Of course I did, but not as much as when you fuck me, it’s just a different sort of nice.”

“Then I’m not mad, besides, Maria rode me, and that was nice, but not as nice as when you ride me Sara, you’ve got a really tight pussy.”


When Leroy and Maria emerged from the bathroom, I went in and had a quick shower. When I came out, Leroy and Maria had already left so Sara and I left, we needed to find a suitable warm coat for Sara. She wanted one that she can wear to travel to and from work with nothing on under it, but will still keep her warm over the winter.

We eventually found one that Sara liked and she wore just it on the way home. On the underground, I sat opposite her, and the 2 sides of the coat opened revealing her bald pubis and her pussy when she opened her knees. I just knew that she would enjoy her journeys on the underground.

*****

[VanessaEvans]

The Fetish Bar
by Vanessa Evans

Part 4

Over the next few Friday’s and Saturdays. Leroy, Maria, Aaron, Kailee, Leo, Jasmine, Sara and myself, discussed an idea that I had, and after a few weeks, some of us went to the Fetiche Bar early and collared Harry and Wendy and I volunteered to be the spokesman.

“Harry, a few of us have noticed that the mixed wrestling is the most popular event that you run and I was wondering what you thought about running just that every week, on a different night of the week to the normal club events?” I asked. “Maybe modify the rules a bit as well.”

“Oh I don’t know, Wendy and I have been doing what we do for a few years now,”

“Well, how about you rent me the room one evening a week and one of us will run it. You’d get some rent and increased bar sales for that night.”

“Hmm, so Wendy and I wouldn’t have to do anything extra?”

“Apart from serving more drinks, no.” I replied.

“What do you think Wendy?” Harry asked.

“Well. It would be another source of income, and with the ever increasing overheads, maybe it would be a good idea Harry.”

Harry thought for a few seconds then replied,

“How much would you expect to pay in rent Dylan?”

“Five or six hours once a week, how about a couple of hundred?”

“Three hundred, you leave the room as you found it, and you’ve got a deal Dylan.”

I looked around at the faces of the other there and recognised the excitement and lust on the girl’s faces and just knew what I had to say to Harry. My hand went out to shake Harry’s and I said,

“It’s a deal, now that we know we can do it, we’ll discuss the details this evening and maybe start one evening next week.”


That Friday evening was girls getting masturbating by a guy other than their partners, and of course Maria, Kailee, Jasmine and Sara all wanted to take part so their participation in sorting out the details of the only mixed wrestling evening was limited at times, but we established that the only real change to Harry’s rules would be that the scoring would be by cheering after the third round, although, Aaron said that that was an unnecessary formality because we all knew that the girls will let the guy win every time.

We all laughed a little, but agreed to keep the scoring change, if for no other reason than to give the contestants a short break before the fucking.

We all agreed to having these events on a Monday night, some saying that it would be a great way to end what is usually an unpleasant start to the week.

The above all agreed, it just left sorting out which, and how many, other couples to invite. After a short discussion we agreed that we’d start off with each of the girl inviting one other girl and her partner, then review things after 2 or 3 events.

Having 8 couples meant that there would be time for all 16 of us to wrestle each Monday.

The naked girls went off, and a short while later they came back with the names - Grace and Josh, Bonnie and Lucas, Isla and Archie, and Kensi and Max. Sara had picked Grace and Josh, her later telling me that she chose them because she remembered that I had said that I’d enjoyed wrestling and fucking Grace.

All had confirmed that they would be there the next Monday evening.


When we left the Fetiche Bar I confirmed with Harry that 8 couples would be there on the following Monday evening.


As we walked to the underground station, Sara and I talked about our new venture and she confirmed that she was really looking forward to the Monday evening.


There must have been another football match on that evening because the train had lots of noisy and half drunk supporters on it, giving Sara the opportunity to do some serious, accidental flashing.

*****

The Monday evening went really well. As everyone arrived, I wrote their names on pieces of paper and put them in a pint pot whilst Kailee wrote the names of all girls who arrived on pieces of paper and put them in a different pint pot and Sara did the same for all the guys who arrived.

Once everyone had arrived, I stood, looked round the room and saw 8 naked girls and 3 naked guys, all obviously eager to get started. I welcomed them all, then explained the differences in the rules: -

No score cards, just cheering at the end of the bout.

The girls name for each bout would be taken from the pint pots with the girls names in it.

The guys name for each bout would be taken from the pint pots with the guys names in it.

The girls name would be selected first and if the guys name was the partner of the selected girl his name would go back in the pot and another name would be selected.

Refereeing for each bout would be done by any one of the 16 people there, their name being selected from the pint pot containing everyone’s name. If the name selected was the partner of one of the contestants, their name would go back in the pot and another name would be selected.

I also reminded everyone that the objective was to make their opponent orgasm and not to hurt them.

I’d bought a stopwatch that everyone could use and a batch of whistles so that everyone could have their own.

I’d also bought a strap-on. Holding it up I announced that if a girl did win, she could borrow it to fuck her opponent’s ass if she so desired.

When I announced that bit, Bonnie asked if there was going to be any girl vs. girl bouts so that the strap-on could be used to fuck the losing girl. I replied saying that I liked the idea, and that we would re-visit it once what was starting was running smoothly.

With no more questions, my hand went to the 3 pint pots and I announced the contestants names and the referee for the first bout. Isla would take on Josh and Max would referee,

I was pleased that everyone there was sensible and the first bout got off to a smooth start with just as much effort put in to grabbing the other’s genitals as there was on a Friday or Saturday evening, and just as much rolling about with arms and legs going all over the place.

One thing that I did notice that I hadn’t when watching previous bouts, was that most of the times when Isla landed on her back, she spread her legs wide as if she was inviting Josh to go for her pussy.

That stuck in my mind, and during each of the subsequent bouts, I observed that the other girls were doing the same. I wondered if it was some sort of natural instinct.


Anyway, Isla and Josh, had put on as good a show as I’d ever seen before with Isla putting up a great fight and Max doing a great job as the referee, even sticking to the 20 second rule.

****

My fight turned out to be against Grace and she was smiling as we walked to the centre of the mats and that smile was still there as we faced each other waiting for Aaron to blow the whistle.

“This is fun.” Grace whispered when our head first got close.

“Yeah,” I replied, “but I’m still going to fuck your brains out.” I replied.

“I hope so,” were Grace’s last words before I spun round and started fingering her pussy.

During each of the 3 rounds I managed to get my cock into both Grace’s mouth and her pussy a few times, and Grace managed to wank me a lot, and ride me a couple of times.

Each time that my mouth went to Grace’s I pussy concentrated on her clit and I swear that it got bigger each time that I sucked on it.

How I didn’t cum I will never know.

During the break between round 2 and 3 I remembered my thought that the girls were spreading their legs most of the times when they went down on their backs, and at the end of each round they didn’t close them if they were already on their backs.

Grace was the same and I wasn’t sure if she was just deliberately showing her spread pussy to everyone, or if it was just natural instinct.


Anyway, Grace got the most applause, but Aaron declared me to be the winner and Grace dropped to her knees at my feet with a huge grin on her face.

I had 5 minutes to fuck Grace’s brains out and as her mouth descended on my cock I let her suck the tip for a few seconds before pulling her head forwards so that my cock went into her throat.

I didn’t need to do anything other than just stand there as Grace’s mouth went up and down on my cock, each time that I was balls deep in her throat she waited so long before backing off that I thought that she must be getting desperate for air.

After a couple of minutes I backed away and was about to tell Grace to get on her hands and knees, but she dropped down on her back and swung her legs up and over until just her shoulders, arms and toes were touching the mats.

“Nice, wet pussy.” I said as I bent over her and sunk my cock deep inside her vagina causing Grace to let out a long, satisfying sounding moan before I started seriously fucking her pussy.

Grace orgasmed before I did but I kept going and managed to hold out until the whistle blew, but I was just starting to dump my load inside Grace so I froze until by balls were empty.

“Thanks Dylan, that was amazing.” Grace quietly said to me as I helped her to her feet.


Back with Sara, she said,

“That Grace has a crush on you Dylan.”

“She’s with Josh.” I replied.

“That doesn’t stop her having a crush on you Dylan.”

“Well crush or not, I’m in love with you Sara, and I always will be.”

*****

Everyone had had a wrestling session quicker than I had expected and after I’d thanked everyone for playing their part, Bonnie again asked if they could have girl vs, girl bouts.

“Well,” I replied, “we have finished earlier than I expected, so why not. Kailee, have you still got all the pieces of paper with the girl’s names on them?”

“I have.” Kailee replied.

“Right, Kailee, pick out a girl’s name and she can take on Bonnie since she is so keen on a girls only bout.”

Kailee did, and Kensi was the lucky girl.

“Can we have a guy referee?” Bonnie asked.

Mutual consent agreed to that, and also to my suggestion that the referee fuck the winner for the 5 minutes.

I did the same with the guys names and Leroy, who, like everyone else there, was still totally naked, was the lucky guy.


There’s something about 2 naked girls rolling around and trying to make each other cum that really get’s me hard, and judging by the cheering I guess that it was similar for most of the people there.

As Bonnie and Kensi fought, it quickly became obvious that they both were determined to make the other cum and not cum themselves. They both looked to be trying harder than they had when they were fighting one of the guys.

Both girls were grunting and gasping as they put everything in to winning.

Multiple fingers were going into both pussies and I swear that Bonnie was biting Kensi’s clit at one point.

From watching previous Friday or Saturday evening girl vs. girl fights I has come to the conclusion that girls can be quite determined to win and put every ounce of their energy into making the other girl cum, much more than when they are fighting a guy. But there again, I was sure that all the girls wanted to lose against the guys so that they would get a good, real cock fucking.


By the time round 3 started, both girls looked shattered, but they kept rolling around grabbing tit and rubbing their opponents pussy as often as they could.


I couldn’t help notice that Leroy’s donkey dick was at full mast. Just like mine, and probably every other guy’s in that room.


Round 3 finally ended and Leroy asked for applause for each girl in turn. After that he declared that it was a tie.

That left us with a dilemma,

“How about both girls get on their hands and knees next to each other and play with each other’s clits whilst the referee fucks each girl, in turn, for 1 minute then goes to the other girl for 1 minute, All 3 keep at it until one girl cums.” I suggested.

Both Bonnie’s and Kensi’s face lit up at the thought of getting fucked by Leroy’s monster cock and no one objected to my idea, so both girls dropped onto their knees, side by side. And reached for the other girl’s pussy.

It was a bit awkward, but one of their hands found the other girl’s pussy and it and it was only seconds before Kensi started moaning and Bonnie gasped as Leroy plunged his monster cock into her in one quick thrust.

A minute later, Leroy withdrew from Bonnie and did the same with Kensi who also gasped at the sudden, huge invasion.


How Leroy didn’t orgasm I will never know, but somehow he managed 3 separate 1 minute fuckings of both girls before withdrawing from Kensi and depositing globs of his seed over both butts.

Meanwhile. I’d been watching both girls faces and I was sure they’d both orgasmed as well.


That was the end of the evening, and people started putting clothes on and leaving. As they passed our table, just about everyone thanked us for organising the event and asked if it would happen again the following Monday.

“It will,” one of us replied each time we were asked.


On the way out, Sara and I stopped at the bar to talk to Harry and Wendy, both wanting to know how things went, and asking if we wanted the room for the next Monday.

It was Sara who answered,

“Yes please, and would it be possible for us to use some of the equipment in the store room?”

Harry looked at Wendy then replied,

“Yeah, sure, just so long as you return everything to where you found it.”

Sara and I both thanked Wendy and Harry then left. Sara fastened the remaining buttons on her coat which was the only thing that she was wearing, and clung to my arm to fight the chilly night air as we walked to the underground station.

“So what are you thinking of for next Monday Sara?” I asked.

“Well, there’s quite a bit of people just sitting around watching and I was wondering how the girls could maximise their exposure and pleasure, Maybe have have 2 fights going on at the same time, or doing some sybian riding while they watch, or even a bit of gang-banging while people wait for their turn to fight.”

“Wow Sara,” I replied. Your imagination and libido certainly run wild at times, and I love the way you think. Let’s setup a WhatsApp group for Kailee and Aaron, Jasmine and Leo,
Leroy and Maria and ourselves so that we can get opinions and ideas. We’d have to invite more people from the Friday and Saturday night gang, but that shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Yeah. Maybe we could see if we can come up with some way that we can get an audience of strangers, maybe find a way of taking our show on the road to get more people seeing us wrestling naked.” Sara suggested.

“You really do want the whole world to see you naked don’t you Sara?”

“And fucking, and I’m not the only girl that wants that sort of exposure and fun.” Sara added.

*****
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*****

Well readers, I think that I’ll stop relating Sara’s and my amazing life story there. Maybe I’ll continue some day and tell you all about how the Monday evenings developed. or us taking the show on the road, or the private events. or about the holidays that the 8 of us went on that were just as exciting as our first holiday.