Tonight, I felt more excited than usual before one of our outings. We were meeting our Viking friends, Ivar and Thyra—two people I have a particular soft spot for. Even if nothing happened between us, I would’ve been just as happy simply seeing them again. There’s something about them that stirs something in me; their energy just seems to match mine so effortlessly, and I always enjoy being around them.
We arrived at the club on the Wirral a little later than planned—entirely my fault. I’d taken far too long getting ready, nerves getting the better of me. When I’m anxious, I tend to faff about more than usual. The event was all about heavy play, definitely not for newbies. Walking through the entrance and into the busy main bar area, I could see that everyone had already dressed down on arrival and were showing lots of skin, with the women in sexy lingerie and the men in tight-fitting boxers. We made our way up to the first-floor locker room where we removed our clothes, revealing Luke’s satin black boxers and my kink-inspired black strappy outfit. It was completely open-backed apart from straps that curved around my butt, and one across the lower part of my back. The front had open cups that allowed my breasts to be completely on display, with straps leading from the centre of my chest up into a PVC collar that was tight around my neck. To complete the outfit, I wore my black knee-high leather boots, featuring a 4-inch stiletto heel and lacing from toe to knee.
We made our way downstairs to the bar and ordered wine. While waiting for our drinks, an older blonde woman stood next to me, trying to entice us with flirty chat. She attempted to caress the side of my hand, which was resting on the bar, but I moved away. I didn’t find her the least bit attractive, but not wanting to be rude or hurt her feelings, we politely excused ourselves and turned away. Just at that moment our friends, Ivar and Thyra, walked through the bar area, and I felt a jolt of excitement at seeing their faces. We briefly embraced one another in greeting, and they went upstairs to dress down in the locker room.
In an effort to warm up the crowd and break the ice, this evening's host had arranged for couples to compete against one another in a trio of games. I had signed Luke and myself up on the way in, and was told to be in the club room across the hall by 9:30 pm. As it was nearing that time, we moved across to where the games were being held. In the DJ booth stood a glamorous drag queen, playing music and making witty statements about the crowd. She called the contestants forward and introduced us to the audience. Around 30-40 people were standing waiting for the fun to begin, and the room was packed. Our first challenge was for the female part of the couple to sit on the Sybian while singing karaoke. She had to hold a tune while the strong vibrations, controlled by her partner, moved through her body in an attempt to make her come. It was fun to watch the first and second couples up on the stage, the crowd joining in with the singing and laughing with sexy fascination as the woman riding the Sybian struggled to speak when the vibrations overwhelmed her ability to communicate.
Before I had my turn, I ran into the crowd to hand my bag to Thyra. I trusted her to look after it for me, and I wanted a reason to see her face close-up again. She smiled at me as I handed it over, and I felt a little bubble of excitement as I returned her smile with a grin. I moved quickly back to the front of the room as it was my turn to ride the Sibian. For anyone who doesn’t know what a Sibian is, it’s a kind of saddle that has different attachments to sit on while it creates the most mind-blowing vibrations that would force any woman to make a puddle on the seat. This evening, the saddle was mostly smooth with a bump at the front to create friction on the clit if you were to grind into it. I sat on the Sybian, my breasts in full view of the crowd, and waited for Luke to turn on the machine. The song lyrics to ‘A Thousand Miles’ appeared on the screen, and just as the music started, so did the vibrations. Even on the low setting, I could feel how the sensation travelled directly through my pussy and spread into my thighs and hips. It was a delicious feeling, and it took all of my concentration to focus on the words on the screen.
As I came to the end of the first verse, Luke turned up the dial. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, the vibrations moving with strength through my entire body. I involuntarily leaned forward and gripped the front of the saddle, completely unable to move or speak. I was stuck in this position with almost forty pairs of eyes on my face and body, until Luke turned the dial back to the lower level setting. It took me a few moments to regain my composure and realise where I was supposed to be in the song, and with the crowd singing along, I found my voice. I turned to give Luke the middle finger in jest with a grin on my face. Within a few seconds of turning back to the crowd, Luke turned the dial on the sibian up, punishing me for my misdemeanour and leaving me once again clutching the front of the saddle and unable to speak. Had he left me like this for a short while, I may have come right there on the stage. However, the karaoke songs for this evening had been cut short to keep the games moving, and the song ended before I could reach anywhere close to my peak. Disappointed, I climbed off the saddle and waited for the next game to begin.
The last two games went by quickly. I had to wrap Luke up in Christmas paper and top him with a bow before the other two couples could do the same, but we ran out of paper, and he was left half wrapped with his legs poking out, which I found quite funny. The last game required the contestants to pop balloons without using their hands. I jumped off the stage to grab one balloon at a time, as per the game rules, and bent over in front of Luke, placing the balloon on my butt. He grabbed my hips and thrust his hips forward, successfully popping the balloon. We repeated this as many times as we could. We are both very competitive, so when one of the other two couples beat us by one balloon, we were a little bit disappointed. However, this feeling didn’t last long, and as we came off stage, we were greeted by our friends.
We moved back to the bar to enjoy a drink together and sat on low stools. I placed my bare butt on the table and leaned forward to join in the conversation, knowing that the people behind me were enjoying the view. Earlier in the evening, I had grabbed an empty bingo card from the host. You were meant to fill it in with all the things you would like to do that evening, and cross them off one by one as you achieved each one. I had filled mine in with the following depraved ideas: Anal Fucking / First Orgy / Use my Double Dildo / Being Paddled / Spit Roasted, and two tamer ideas: French Kissing / Sensual Massage. I pulled the bingo card out of my bag now, handing it to Thyra, who read through my choices. Within a few minutes, she had disappeared to hunt down a sexy couple to join us for a drink of wine and a chat. She reappeared a few minutes later, accompanied by an older couple. They clearly took good care of themselves, with firm bodies and a clean, attractive air about them. They joined us on the stools and introduced themselves. Annie, the female part of the couple, sat very close to Luke, clearly finding him attractive, much to his pleasure. Nael, the male, stood talking with Ivar while making regular eye contact with Thyra and me. I could feel his attraction towards us, and it turned me on thinking about where this was headed. Eventually, Thyra suggested we move upstairs to the orgy room. We headed up, all six of us, hoping there would be space on the beds.
When we reached the top floor, the orgy room was empty except for a couple of single men floating about. Things moved very quickly from this point on, and as I reached the bed, Luke had already moved off to the left with Annie, and Nael had moved to the right with Thyra. That left Ivar and me, and I couldn’t have been more pleased. He was tall and handsome with a dark beard. He is by nature a Dom, and I was falling in love with being forced into submission, so this was perfect for me. He stared into my eyes for a brief but intense moment before pushing me towards the bed, and ordered me to lie on my back. As I did as I was told, he knelt between my thighs and gently stroked my clit before following with his tongue. As he massaged my clit with his mouth, licking and gently sucking it while I watched his face, he slid his fingers inside my opening, making me gasp a little. As he worked my pussy into wetness, I watched the couples to the left and right of me as they played and fucked passionately. Luke had Annie bent over and was pumping his cock into her from behind, and the same was happening with Nael and the Thyra. The women, facing towards me, edged closer until they could slip my breasts into their mouths. Annie was suckling on my left breast, and Thyra on my right, while Ivar expertly stretched my pussy with his fingers and continued to massage my clit with his mouth. It felt wonderful, yet surreal, to receive so much pleasure from three mouths at once. I lifted my eyes to look beyond Ivar and into the room, catching a glimpse of around twenty men, women, and couples watching us. Some were pleasuring themselves while observing us closely, and the couples were pleasuring each other. Ivar stopped to pull a vibrator out of his kit bag and placed it over my clit, holding it there. At some point during my pleasure, I had failed to notice that Thyra had moved onto her back and was lying next to me. Ivar commanded Nael to sit over her face, and as he did so, she took his balls into her mouth with feral enthusiasm. I turned my upper body and leaned forward towards Nael's cock, sliding it into my mouth and sucking from mid shaft to tip so that he had both of us working on him simultaneously. He hovered there for a while, enjoying our wet, warm mouths as we pleasured him together.
Eventually, we moved around the bed to swap partners. Luke moved across to Thyra, where he began to fuck her from behind. Annie moved to the middle of the bed, where Ivar turned his attention to her body. I moved to the left, where Nael was waiting for me with a hard, decent-sized cock that I knew upon sight would fill me up nicely. I bent over, facing Annie’s prone body, and allowed him to penetrate my opening. He didn’t disappoint, and as he pumped his cock in and out of my pussy I could feel the warmth of an orgasm beginning to build. Ivar was sitting facing us on the edge of the bed, and so I took his cock into my mouth. I love being spitroasted, and having two men fucking me while my husband watched was a huge turn on for me. I knew Luke could see us clearly over the play happening in front of him, and I loved that he could see me being taken while he enjoyed another woman. We stayed like this for a while, completely oblivious to the crowd as they monitored every thrust. When we eventually paused, we noticed another two couples at the other end of the long, L-shaped bed, swapping partners and enjoying each other just as freely, making the whole room feel even more electric for anyone watching.
After a sip of water and a freshly applied condom, Nael requested that I lie on my back. I did so, and he quickly mounted me and pushed his still-hard cock into my very warm and wet pussy, pumping with a regular rhythm that I really enjoyed. Looking to my right, I could see that Thyra was attempting to take Luke’s thick and very hard cock into her ass. She was struggling due to his size. Ivar handed Luke a bottle of lube, and I passed him my blue butt-plug, telling Thyra that this would make things much easier. She relaxed as Luke applied the lube and slid the butt plug carefully into her ass. Once it was lodged in place, he continued to fuck her pussy while her hole adjusted to the size and shape of the plug, stretching her and readying her anus for something bigger. Once she was ready, Luke gently removed the butt plug and carefully pushed his thick, hard cock inside her rim. He started with the tip, just as I had trained him to do when warming my ass up at home, and slowly but surely, he slid all the way in. He was stretching her inside from the tip to the base of his cock. Her asshole was stretched out, further than she was used to, and as he pumped his cock faster and harder, she screamed out in pleasure, coming hard. But she wasn’t done, and neither was he. He had slowed down to give her a little reprieve from his pounding after she came, but was once again thrusting faster and deeper, stretching her ass and creating waves of pleasure through her body. She very quickly reached her peak for the second time, screaming and bucking involuntarily. Luke came too at this moment, hot cum spurting from his tip and into the condom. Watching this unfold in front of you while receiving your own pleasure is a surreal and wonderful experience, and I felt incredibly turned on having watched my husband fuck Thyra’s ass with expertise.
A short while later, Nael moved over to his wife and bent her over to fuck her from behind while Luke stood next to them, waiting for his turn. I noticed Ivar and Thyra leave the room quietly, and realised that I myself needed a break. I watched the scene in front of me for a few more moments before grabbing my boots (they had been removed at some point during the orgy) and making my way downstairs to the bar. I was happy to leave Luke upstairs with our new friends to enjoy himself for a little while longer. I ordered a small glass of wine and took a seat on the sofa, next to a large guy with a huge beard. He was a friend of the Vikings and was pleasant company as we sat and spoke about how we ended up in the lifestyle. As we chatted, I reflected on how lucky we were to have met these amazing people. Not just Ivar and Thyra, but the many people we had come across on our journey. It had only been three and a half months since we entered the lifestyle, and yet we had moved at the speed of light, practising our new hobby with passion, joy and enthusiasm that brought our many friends and us so much enjoyment. At some point during my musings, Ivar and Thyra came back into the bar, having recharged with an outdoor vape. Luke also appeared in the doorway to the hall, searching for me. He spotted me and offered to order a drink, but I already had my wine, so he went to grab some water for himself. While he was at the bar, I noticed the Vikings had disappeared upstairs, but I wasn’t finished with them yet. I told Luke where I was headed and made my way up to the first floor, hoping to find them. Much to my relief, they were in the locker room. Ivar had pulled out his larger kit bag from their locker, and as he spotted me in the doorway, I told him how I had hunted them down. He seemed mildly surprised at my comment. Luke appeared behind me at the door, and the four of us agreed to go to the second floor together. BDSM of any kind wasn’t allowed in the public spaces this evening, and if Ivar was to play with his toys, we needed to find a private room.
I quickly moved ahead of the group, excited to move on to a more intense private play session. As I made my way up the stairs, I desperately hoped that one of the two private rooms would be available. To my happy surprise, both private rooms were empty. I selected the larger of the two and waited in the doorway for our group to ascend the stairway. They were taking their time, chatting on the landing of the 1st floor, and as I waited, another couple appeared and stood close to me. They commented on our performance earlier in the orgy room, both with lust in their eyes as they told me how much they enjoyed watching us. I smiled and thanked them for their approval. Just then, our little group made their way up the stairs, where I was holding the large private room. In came Luke, Ivar and Thyra, followed by a new face, a male I had not yet seen before. He was good-looking and had a very cheeky, sexy grin on his face as he took me in. Thyra introduced him as Zain and revealed that they had played with him previously. I trusted their judgment and was happy to have an additional play partner in the group, especially one who could turn me on so easily with a smile. I love a confident, loveable rogue with a sexy grin, and he fit the bill perfectly. Luke and I watched from the end of the bed as the three of them climbed on. Zain sat upright with Thyra between his thighs, while Ivar started pulling out various toys and contraptions from his bag—each one clearly intended to deliver that mix of pain and pleasure. At Ivar’s command, Thyra began to work on Zain’s cock, taking it deep into her mouth and into her throat. Ivar selected several toys and began to pump them into her pussy, making her squeal. He took out a paddle and started spanking her smooth, round ass. I heard her gasp out, “Harder!” and he didn’t hesitate to oblige. With each strike, her cheeks flushed a deeper pink from the impact. As I watched with Luke’s body pressed into my back, his hand moved down my body until his fingers found my clit. He caressed me gently, causing tingling to spread through my pussy and radiate out towards my hips. As he did this, Ivar tied his wife’s hands behind her back and roughly pushed his cock into her anus, making her cry out with a sound of pain mixed with pleasure. She was bound in place, made to take her husband’s hard cock from behind while Zain drove into her mouth. It was exactly where she wanted to be, and the intensity of it all built until it overwhelmed her completely, pushing her over the edge as she cried out in release.
As things began to slow and Zain took a moment to catch his breath, Ivar motioned for Luke and me to join them on the bed. We moved to the far end of the space, where Ivar instructed Thyra to lie back and told me to sit on her face. The way he gave the order—firm, leaving no room for hesitation—was a huge turn-on, and I didn’t hesitate as I positioned my pussy over her face.
I leaned forward so that my head was between her legs and wrapped my arms around the back of her thighs, holding her in place as I took her beautiful snatch into my mouth. It tasted so good on my tongue, and I massaged her clit while she did the same to mine. I could hear Ivar’s voice drop into a husky murmur, thick with pleasure as he confessed how intoxicating it was to watch his wife entwined with another woman, savouring every detail of the sight before him.
Zain was positioned close to Thyra’s head, watching us closely from behind me. He picked up a knuckleduster with a dildo attachment, one of Ivar’s many toys, and slid it into my opening, pumping gently while Thyra watched in awe. She continued to lick my clit, and savoured the extreme close-up view. Meanwhile, at my end of the sixty-nine, I worked her clit with my mouth. Her husband pulled out a dildo with a pump attachment. He slid the dildo into her pussy, telling me to work her clit firmly. I did as I was told, loving how his commands pushed me further into a frenzy. He worked the pump, and as he did so, the dildo grew in width, deeply stretching his wife’s pussy to the point of pain. Suddenly, he grabbed the end of the dildo and firmly pulled it from her body, causing her to come, screaming and gushing, squirt pouring out of her opening and all over the bed. It had the perfect close-up view as some of the liquid splashed up onto my face.
Sensing that she was done, I moved my body away to give her some space. I moved over to kneel at the edge of the bed, so I was face-to-face with Ivar. Staring into his eyes, so close our noses nearly touched, he said, “You are very cute, but I am still going to hurt you”. His threat of pleasurable pain, combined with his heavy accent, sent shivers through my body, instantly turning me on even further than I already was. Zain had moved to the end of the bed and waited for me as Ivar commanded me to lie on my back. He commanded Zain to hold me down by my thighs, spreading them so that my pussy was completely exposed. He was strong, and I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. He grabbed me by the neck and held my upper body in place, pinning me to the bed. I was scared, but this excited me even further and heightened my senses. He passed a wand vibrator to Zain, who turned it on and held it to my clit. The vibrations were strong, and I instinctively tried to close my legs, but Zain held my thighs open, using his body weight to pin them down. He turned the vibrations up, the sensations so strong they were painful. I struggled to move away, bucking involuntarily, but both men held firm. I was helpless, forced to take this painful pleasure. I opened my eyes to see Ivar watching my face, looking for my reaction. All I could do was stare back as my body moved with a life of its own, bucking and writhing, trying to get away, and as the intense sensations reached their peak, I also reached mine, loud squeals ripping from my throat. Sensing that I had come, both men released my body, and I sat up with my thighs pressed together to calm the aftershocks.
Ivar stood, appraising the room and pointing at us one by one, confirming that we had all come and that no one had been left out. Zain, who had been focusing on ensuring mine and Thyra’s pleasure, had yet to orgasm. I told him I didn’t think it was fair that he had not yet come, and slid forward to place his hard cock in my mouth. I worked him from base to tip, stroking his balls as I did so, and within minutes, he reached his peak. He gave me a few moments' warning that he was about to ejaculate to allow me the chance to move my face away. I ignored his statement and continued to suck his cock with enthusiasm, excited that he was about to pour into my mouth. He came loudly, ample amounts of warm semen squirting onto my tongue. I spat it onto the bed, leaving a large puddle and quickly placed my mouth around his still- squirting cock. More liquid poured into my mouth, and our friends watched as I spat out the last few pumps of his semen into the puddle on the bed.
We sat for a few minutes, talking about our evening, enjoying the warm afterglow of our evening. It had been one of the most intense experiences any of us had had, and it was going to take some time to process everything that had happened. Just then, we heard knocking at the door, and one of the staff members was shouting for us to get dressed. It was closing time. We had fucked, sucked, and played for hours, and had lost track of time. We pulled on our clothes and made our way down to the locker room, hugging and saying our goodbyes, promising to text each other in the morning.
The drive home was filled with deep thought; both Luke and I were lost in the memories of the evening. We spoke little, and upon arriving home, we showered and snuggled into bed, spooning together cosily. This was the best part - coming home with your loved one, having shared an exciting and wonderful evening, and feeling the intense love between us as we drift off to sleep. Tomorrow will bring excellent morning sex, lots of quiet processing and reflection, and deep talk about how we felt through the evening while sharing our personal experience. But right now, in the dark of our bedroom wrapped in his arms, happy and content, I fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.