Originally Posted by nudebeachlovers
What surprised me the most, first, was how much being in a room full of sexually charged men turned on my wife. This was before we were married...
A few months after my wife Rox had moved in we me I showed her an ad in a local alternative paper for a co-ed "bath house." When I showed the ad to Rox, a swing club virgin, she was fascinated. Up until then we had had some exibitionistic fun, but that had been limited to one or two lucky viewers who happened to be in the right place at the right time and always in what would generally be considered a non-sexual setting, for instance a parking lot or an out of the way place in the woods or on the nude beach.
This club that advertised for fun-loving couples, single ladies, and single men offered us a chance to experience the thrill of sexual activity in a place where people had gathered for that express purpose. Of course I assumed that the permitting of single men would mean that there would be an overabundance of them, and I was curious as to how Rox would react to a crowd of sexually aroused males. Being a true voyeur I am turned on more by watching Rox get off than in screwing other women, anyway, so with great curiosity we readied ourselves for a Saturday night adventure.
Rox was admittedly a bit wary of going into a place like that, wondering what kind of people would be in there and if her limits would be respected. She agreed to go on the condition that we merely observe at first and only fool around if we both felt comfortable. She also expressed the wish to refrain from physical contact with the other patrons. I, of course, readily agreed. At this point in her life she had done a little bit of experimenting sexually but not really very much.
The place was as seedy as I imagined it would be, and I was afraid that Rox would be dissuaded from entering. Her curiosity was piqued, however, and she nodded affirmatively when I asked her one last time if she still wanted to go inside. Sorry to tell you this but there are no pics, as in those days there were only film cameras with flashes and there was no way anything like that would be permitted inside... (sigh)
As dark and dingy inside as out, we paid our club "dues" and were given a couple of locker keys. Immediately upon our passing through the doorway into the first chamber, the heads of the many males present began to turn. Rox was checked out if not outright scrutinized by at least eight to ten men, some of whom were fully dressed, but most of whom wore only a towel around their waists. They eyed her provocative attire, consisting of a super short mini skirt over lace pantyhose with a sheer, low-cut blouse.
Rox shyly hid behind me as we slowly made our way across the room and into another narrow corridor, being trailed by several of the men. I expected Rox at any minute to tell me she felt uncomfortable, as the feeling some of these men projected was truly predatory, but instead she just clung tightly to my arm and followed me further into the labyrinth of tiny rooms and connecting hallways. It was soon plain to see that there were no absolutely intimate spaces in which to privately ease ourselves into a sexual mode. When we found ourselves back in the first or second room again, having made the full circuit we stopped there and sat down on a mattress in the corner.
Our trek had served the dual purpose of alerting all the men that there was a good-looking woman on the premises and pointing out to us that indeed Rox was the only woman there. Several of our entourage plopped themselves down almost on top of us with an almost desperate aggressiveness.
I told them in loud distinctive terms that this was certainly not the beginning of a free-for-all, and they jumped up apologetically and remained a good distance away. Still Rox did not ask to leave.
I thought that for Rox's benefit I would proceed slowly, and as I warmly embraced her I kissed her gently. Here is where the surprise took hold!
Rox's response was anything but gentle. In fact, she nearly put her tongue down my throat! Far from being intimidated by this mob of horney guys, she was ready for action! I was surprised by her enthusiasm, but as she told me later she had gotten extremely turned on, not only by the dozens of men who were wearing little more than a towel, but by the idea that they were hungry for her. She felt empowered by the way they had followed her from room to room, hoping that she would make the night a memorable one.
Now it was my turn to be nervous. After all, there were at least forty men in there. If Rox got too hot too fast we were liable to lose control. Animal lust is a thing that demands respect. I didn't want things to turn ugly. Yet Rox seemed almost ready to surrender herself completely, despite her vow of restraint. And man was I shocked!
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