Joanna and the ‘club’ xxx
I recently wrote about a ‘party’ I went to, with Sandra, in Cheltenham albeit in the ‘posh’ part of town and with definitely, some very upmarket attendees. Well about a year or so before this ‘party’, I’d attended another one, with Sandra and her daughter, to a much less fashionable area of the town , a large warehouse on an industrial estate to the north of the town.
I have to say, before I relate the story, that I’d been to quite a few parties over the years but this one was definitely the most depraved, sordid, kinkiest, sexiest one that I attended. It was also probably the best organised and equipped but also, I should add, the most expensive too!!!
If remember rightly it was on a Saturday night, as the industrial estate was quite empty, people wise, apart from the dozens of cars surrounding the building. We didn’t get there till about 9.30ish and it must have been Sarah, Sandra’s daughter, who’d got the tickets as, Sandra and myself didn’t know we were going until the morning of the party.
Sarah, very loosely, implied what sort of party it was going to be and that both, Sandra and herself thought I’d enjoy going as Joanna, which I very quickly agreed too. It seemed to me that I’d not dressed for ages although Sandra was always pestering me to dress, but apart from a few visits to local dogging sites, I hadn’t really dressed properly for a couple of months. Sarah was taking us in her van and turned up at Sandra’s place looking amazing wearing just two pieces of clothing, her high red stiletto heels and a dress, well calling it a dress was probably an exaggeration as it didn’t cover much at all, certainly not her pert shaved cunt and only just her firm large breasts. Sandra, not to be outdone, wasn’t wearing much more, but at least her cunt was covered up, albeit by only a postage stamp sized g string. She was also wearing her trademark black sheer holdups, equally high stilettos, a satin waspie half cup corset, making her pert 34” bust seem far larger than they were. Her makeup, as was her daughter’s, was amazingly tarty, lots of rouge, luscious deep red lipstick and hair ‘Bardot’ style, insuring that they looked like a gorgeous pair of street whores, perfect!!! I’d been intending to wear my favourite scrappy red body con dress but, after being urged on by Sandra and Sarah to go ‘tarty’, I gave in and decided on wearing my red micro mini skirt, which was actually a boob tube, my highest heels, a really tight pair of red latex panties, complete with anal hole, a see through black lace top, my favourite black hairpiece and completed with delectably tarty makeup, beautifully applied by Sarah.
Like I said earlier, the three of us rolled up about 9.30, dark enough for us to quickly, well, as quickly as we could on our tottering heels, slip into the entrance of the industrial unit. A couple of burley bouncers checked our tickets and ushered us into the main area which was heaving with about sixty or seventy male and female clubbers, probably more male than female but not by much. The main ground floor area was acting as a dance floor, the dancers, both male and female showing a lot off flesh, some seriously sexy skimpy outfits on show, putting even our outfits to shame in the ‘clothing’ stakes.
On one side of the warehouse was a two story block of offices or rooms, divided into about eight or nine separate areas with steps at either end, from the dance floor, to the upper floor. The majority of the ‘offices’ windows were blacked out, but they all had large signs above each door listing what was on offer within, like ‘Dungeon’, ‘Split Roast’, ‘BDSM’, ‘Darkroom’, ‘Voyeur’, (obviously the one without the windows blacked out) and a couple of others with headings that I definitely can’t name on this site, so you’ll have to use your imagination!!!!
All three of us were soon attracting a lot of attention, Sarah and Sandra in particular and it wasn’t long before Sarah ‘disappeared’ leaving Sandra and myself on the dance floor. Sandra was a very good dancer, very erotic and sensual in her movement and that evening was really going for it, men and also women gyrating and rubbing up against her writhing body. It wasn’t just couples dancing, there was a lot of sex going on too as the majority of the dancers were showing off, not only there dance moves, but lots of hard cock and gaping cunts and several men and girls were either, knelt, sucking cock or being fucked literally around us or up against the bare warehouse walls.
Sandra was slowly being lured away from me, probably all that cock on show being an obvious attraction to her and, before long, I had my own collection of admirers milling around me. One particular ‘gurl’ caught my attention, in that I sort of recognised her, a real stunner and before long we’d drifted away to somewhere quieter (sort of impossible really but we did find somewhere) to get to know each other. I soon realised that I knew her from a well known porn site, that I used fairly regularly and that she was actually quite well know. I’m not going to tell you her name as, to the best of my knowledge, she’s now retired but back then, I can assure you, you probably would have heard of her. She didn’t beat about the bush and soon made it clear that she wanted me. I have to say that I loved cross dressing, absolutely adored it, the feel of being all feminine, looking tarty, sexy dresses, sexy underwear, heels, makeup,stockings the lot, just couldn’t get enough of that sort of thing. Sex though was a bit different, insomuch as if I dressed I just knew I was going to get fucked and I sort of excepted that it was part and parcel of dressing up. Don’t get me wrong, a nice cock up my well lubed ass was invariably a lovely feeling and if it was a gorgeous gurls stiff cock or a well endowed athlete lad then so much the better.
I’ll call her Sally, but that wasn’t her real name, was a definite stunner, real slim fem figure and we obviously had the same taste in tarty clothing as, like most other people there, wasn’t wearing much and she definitely wasn’t shy in showing off her gorgeous hard throbbing cock which I wasn’t slow in going down on. It had been awhile since I’d sucked a cock and hers was a delight, hard, sweet smelling and before long she was bending me over a chair and I could feel, first her finger and then her cock probing my, thankfully, well lubed hole. She was a very considerate fuck, riding me wonderfully and, I like to think, enjoying me as much as I was enjoying her cock. We had actually gathered a small audience, I think in part, due to the fact that a lot of the clubbers recognised her too. After a good twenty minutes of beautiful rhythmic fucking we swapped over and, after squeezing my throbbing cock out of my latex pants, I slipped into her hole and sunk my cock deep into her welcoming wet clit. I certainly gave her a good fucking, my cock hard and strong, however, much as I wanted too, it was far to early to think of spunking, there was so many more asses and cunts on offer. We parted company and promised to, perhaps, meet up again later or at least keep in touch.
One of the clubbers watching Sally and I fucking had been a woman, who I’d previously fucked at another party Sandra and I had gone to, called Dee, who, initially, I’m pretty sure didn’t recognise me dressed as Joanna. She sort of ‘latched’ on to me, helping to sort my attire out and reapplying my makeup. She was a bit of a looker, dressed like the other clubbers in not much, very tarty looking, nice figure and, age wise, a bit older than Sandra, but not much. I did remember though, that she was a great fuck!!! Dee suggested that the pair of us have a look around and see where the ‘action’ was, which we started off with, by going to the upstairs walkway via the metal staircase. Below us, on the dance floor it was a sea of writhing bodies, either dancing or, in a lot of cases, performing single sex acts or group sex. It was definitely reminiscent of, what I’d assume, a Roman orgies would look like. Along the walkway, as I explained earlier, were rooms with large hand painted signs above each door and outside several, were queuing clubbers patiently waiting for their turn to enter. The first room had a sign indicating that this was a BDMS inspired room, and as there wasn’t a queue, Dee and I popped our heads through the door. The ex offices were quite large rooms and in this room there were about a dozen men and two or three women one of whom was manacled, in a contraption like a pair of medieval stocks, head and hands, whilst her ample breasts were connected to suckers and a milking machine, pumping away furiously at her feet all the while being spanked on her ass by a tall bearded man. Two other men were being wrapped, bonded together while fucking, in cling film by another woman, one man was dropping candle wax onto naked man’s enormous hard cock, another man was shoving a huge pice of ginger up another man’s ass (Dee told me this was figging, never heard of it before then!), another woman was being split roasted whilst strapped to a bench and the rest were either wanking each other or fucking each other. We didn’t stay!!!
The next room was definitely taboo, 100% taboo, not to be mentioned here, but there was a queue of about half a dozen men, waiting in a line, a couple of them wanking either themselves or companions, in anticipation.
The third room, on this side of the warehouse was titled SPLIT ROAST and it did exactly what it said over the door. This room had, I’d say, the longest queue of waiting clubbers, all men, all with there hard cocks out!!! One or two of the window blackouts had either fallen off or been removed and we could see in. There were three ‘benches’ in the room, each with a woman spread eagled, two of the women tied down, being fucked cunt, ass and mouth by a queue at either end of them, of three or four men all bustling for there turn at the women. I wasn’t shocked at all to see that the third woman, who wasn’t tied down, was my very own Sandra loving every cock and minute of it!!! Sandra was completely naked by now, apart from her stockings and was absolutely glowing with oil, sweat and spunk in equal measures. She did have the longest queue too, bless her. Dee recognised her too and that’s when the penny dropped for her as regards our past liaison.
The last room, on this side, was the VOYEUR room, no blackout and plenty to see. Fucking of all kinds, blatantly on view, no holds barred with several men spunking over copulating couples, one couple in particular getting covered in spunk. Dee quite fancied this room, as I did too, and after queuing for a couple of minutes we were allowed in and we renewed our ‘friendship’ from the past, me giving her a good fucking up against one of the partition walls. She was even better than the last time I’d fucked her and we certainly drew a lot of attention as we were definitely the only tranny woman combination, fucking. Dee even managed to wank a guys cock off, while I was fucking her and I had a guy trying to fuck me too, but he was thwarted by my latex knickers!
After a bit of a breather, the pair of us, still together, went over to the other side of the mezzanine floor where the first room was being used for something I can’t mention on here but as we were passing Sarah emerged, looking well fucked. Let’s just say that what happened in there involved going on all fours, you’ll get scratched a lot, the spunk smells very different, it’s definitely taboo and it’s probably against the law. Sarah however said she’d loved it in there, was throughly enjoying her night, had already had four or five cocks and was off to the dark room for more!!! Just like her mother!
The next room was the DUNGEON room and although there was a queue the man on the door let us have a peep in. All the usual dungeon stuff in the form of a couple of crucifixes, lots of hooks in the ceilings and walls, a couple of swings and several benches and tables, all being used. Two women, naked, on the crucifixes, one being whipped, fairly gently I have to say and the other woman being fucked, up her cunt, with a huge black dildo, being administered by a brut of a man dressed in leathers. Two guys being fucked anally, one quite brutally, on the swings and two transsexual girls sharing a really long bendy dildo, on the table, completed the scene.
The last room was the DARKROOM and the queue for that was well over a dozen men and a few women, long so we skipped that one but decided that once I’d ’recovered’, we might return later. We didn’t see Sarah in the queue so assumed she was already in there.
Back on the dance floor the ‘activities’, if anything, had become even more depraved and sordid in that the dancing now seemed secondary to finding something to either fuck or be fucked with, both Dee and myself being propositioned several times but by now we were both just intent on enjoying each others company.
It was now well past midnight and Sarah appeared back on the dance for, big smile but her lovely dress, and her face for that matter, plastered in spunk but singing the praises of the darkroom which she told us was amazing. Looking up to the mezzanine floor we could see that the queue for the darkroom was only two or three couples so grabbing Dee, off we went. Most of the darkrooms I’ve ever been in, usually consist of a large rubber fucking area a bit like a water bed only huge and this one wasn’t any different. I could now see why Sarah was so covered in spunk, as the bed was covered in a wet film of spunk, piss, sweat, you name it, it was probably on there but Dee and I slipped, literally, onto the bed, joining at least another eight or nine couples fucking away beside us. The couple immediately by the side of us were a pair of cross dressers, taking it in turn to fuck each others holes and loving it, one of them leaning over and fingering my ass, as I drove my cock deep into Dee’s sopping wet cunt which turned me on, no end and it wasn’t long before I, yet again, spurted a good into Dee and she dribbled yet more spunk onto the slippery rubber bed.
That was it for me, although Dee hadn’t cum and as I left her she’d already grabbed one of the wanking men, who always surround the bed, and before I’d got out the door he was giving her yet more cock. When I got back downstairs I soon found Sarah and not long after her mother appeared, stark naked, apart from her soiled stockings and heels, carrying her dress, rolled up, under her arm. Like her daughter she was all smiles as the party, was exactly the sort of party that both of the girls loved and thrived on. Sarah loved loads of cock, bigger the better, and Sandra a fucking good gang bang and a split roast and if she didn’t have a sore cunt it wasn’t a good night. I can assure you all three of us had a ‘goodnight’!!!!
I have to say, before I relate the story, that I’d been to quite a few parties over the years but this one was definitely the most depraved, sordid, kinkiest, sexiest one that I attended. It was also probably the best organised and equipped but also, I should add, the most expensive too!!!
If remember rightly it was on a Saturday night, as the industrial estate was quite empty, people wise, apart from the dozens of cars surrounding the building. We didn’t get there till about 9.30ish and it must have been Sarah, Sandra’s daughter, who’d got the tickets as, Sandra and myself didn’t know we were going until the morning of the party.
Sarah, very loosely, implied what sort of party it was going to be and that both, Sandra and herself thought I’d enjoy going as Joanna, which I very quickly agreed too. It seemed to me that I’d not dressed for ages although Sandra was always pestering me to dress, but apart from a few visits to local dogging sites, I hadn’t really dressed properly for a couple of months. Sarah was taking us in her van and turned up at Sandra’s place looking amazing wearing just two pieces of clothing, her high red stiletto heels and a dress, well calling it a dress was probably an exaggeration as it didn’t cover much at all, certainly not her pert shaved cunt and only just her firm large breasts. Sandra, not to be outdone, wasn’t wearing much more, but at least her cunt was covered up, albeit by only a postage stamp sized g string. She was also wearing her trademark black sheer holdups, equally high stilettos, a satin waspie half cup corset, making her pert 34” bust seem far larger than they were. Her makeup, as was her daughter’s, was amazingly tarty, lots of rouge, luscious deep red lipstick and hair ‘Bardot’ style, insuring that they looked like a gorgeous pair of street whores, perfect!!! I’d been intending to wear my favourite scrappy red body con dress but, after being urged on by Sandra and Sarah to go ‘tarty’, I gave in and decided on wearing my red micro mini skirt, which was actually a boob tube, my highest heels, a really tight pair of red latex panties, complete with anal hole, a see through black lace top, my favourite black hairpiece and completed with delectably tarty makeup, beautifully applied by Sarah.
Like I said earlier, the three of us rolled up about 9.30, dark enough for us to quickly, well, as quickly as we could on our tottering heels, slip into the entrance of the industrial unit. A couple of burley bouncers checked our tickets and ushered us into the main area which was heaving with about sixty or seventy male and female clubbers, probably more male than female but not by much. The main ground floor area was acting as a dance floor, the dancers, both male and female showing a lot off flesh, some seriously sexy skimpy outfits on show, putting even our outfits to shame in the ‘clothing’ stakes.
On one side of the warehouse was a two story block of offices or rooms, divided into about eight or nine separate areas with steps at either end, from the dance floor, to the upper floor. The majority of the ‘offices’ windows were blacked out, but they all had large signs above each door listing what was on offer within, like ‘Dungeon’, ‘Split Roast’, ‘BDSM’, ‘Darkroom’, ‘Voyeur’, (obviously the one without the windows blacked out) and a couple of others with headings that I definitely can’t name on this site, so you’ll have to use your imagination!!!!
All three of us were soon attracting a lot of attention, Sarah and Sandra in particular and it wasn’t long before Sarah ‘disappeared’ leaving Sandra and myself on the dance floor. Sandra was a very good dancer, very erotic and sensual in her movement and that evening was really going for it, men and also women gyrating and rubbing up against her writhing body. It wasn’t just couples dancing, there was a lot of sex going on too as the majority of the dancers were showing off, not only there dance moves, but lots of hard cock and gaping cunts and several men and girls were either, knelt, sucking cock or being fucked literally around us or up against the bare warehouse walls.
Sandra was slowly being lured away from me, probably all that cock on show being an obvious attraction to her and, before long, I had my own collection of admirers milling around me. One particular ‘gurl’ caught my attention, in that I sort of recognised her, a real stunner and before long we’d drifted away to somewhere quieter (sort of impossible really but we did find somewhere) to get to know each other. I soon realised that I knew her from a well known porn site, that I used fairly regularly and that she was actually quite well know. I’m not going to tell you her name as, to the best of my knowledge, she’s now retired but back then, I can assure you, you probably would have heard of her. She didn’t beat about the bush and soon made it clear that she wanted me. I have to say that I loved cross dressing, absolutely adored it, the feel of being all feminine, looking tarty, sexy dresses, sexy underwear, heels, makeup,stockings the lot, just couldn’t get enough of that sort of thing. Sex though was a bit different, insomuch as if I dressed I just knew I was going to get fucked and I sort of excepted that it was part and parcel of dressing up. Don’t get me wrong, a nice cock up my well lubed ass was invariably a lovely feeling and if it was a gorgeous gurls stiff cock or a well endowed athlete lad then so much the better.
I’ll call her Sally, but that wasn’t her real name, was a definite stunner, real slim fem figure and we obviously had the same taste in tarty clothing as, like most other people there, wasn’t wearing much and she definitely wasn’t shy in showing off her gorgeous hard throbbing cock which I wasn’t slow in going down on. It had been awhile since I’d sucked a cock and hers was a delight, hard, sweet smelling and before long she was bending me over a chair and I could feel, first her finger and then her cock probing my, thankfully, well lubed hole. She was a very considerate fuck, riding me wonderfully and, I like to think, enjoying me as much as I was enjoying her cock. We had actually gathered a small audience, I think in part, due to the fact that a lot of the clubbers recognised her too. After a good twenty minutes of beautiful rhythmic fucking we swapped over and, after squeezing my throbbing cock out of my latex pants, I slipped into her hole and sunk my cock deep into her welcoming wet clit. I certainly gave her a good fucking, my cock hard and strong, however, much as I wanted too, it was far to early to think of spunking, there was so many more asses and cunts on offer. We parted company and promised to, perhaps, meet up again later or at least keep in touch.
One of the clubbers watching Sally and I fucking had been a woman, who I’d previously fucked at another party Sandra and I had gone to, called Dee, who, initially, I’m pretty sure didn’t recognise me dressed as Joanna. She sort of ‘latched’ on to me, helping to sort my attire out and reapplying my makeup. She was a bit of a looker, dressed like the other clubbers in not much, very tarty looking, nice figure and, age wise, a bit older than Sandra, but not much. I did remember though, that she was a great fuck!!! Dee suggested that the pair of us have a look around and see where the ‘action’ was, which we started off with, by going to the upstairs walkway via the metal staircase. Below us, on the dance floor it was a sea of writhing bodies, either dancing or, in a lot of cases, performing single sex acts or group sex. It was definitely reminiscent of, what I’d assume, a Roman orgies would look like. Along the walkway, as I explained earlier, were rooms with large hand painted signs above each door and outside several, were queuing clubbers patiently waiting for their turn to enter. The first room had a sign indicating that this was a BDMS inspired room, and as there wasn’t a queue, Dee and I popped our heads through the door. The ex offices were quite large rooms and in this room there were about a dozen men and two or three women one of whom was manacled, in a contraption like a pair of medieval stocks, head and hands, whilst her ample breasts were connected to suckers and a milking machine, pumping away furiously at her feet all the while being spanked on her ass by a tall bearded man. Two other men were being wrapped, bonded together while fucking, in cling film by another woman, one man was dropping candle wax onto naked man’s enormous hard cock, another man was shoving a huge pice of ginger up another man’s ass (Dee told me this was figging, never heard of it before then!), another woman was being split roasted whilst strapped to a bench and the rest were either wanking each other or fucking each other. We didn’t stay!!!
The next room was definitely taboo, 100% taboo, not to be mentioned here, but there was a queue of about half a dozen men, waiting in a line, a couple of them wanking either themselves or companions, in anticipation.
The third room, on this side of the warehouse was titled SPLIT ROAST and it did exactly what it said over the door. This room had, I’d say, the longest queue of waiting clubbers, all men, all with there hard cocks out!!! One or two of the window blackouts had either fallen off or been removed and we could see in. There were three ‘benches’ in the room, each with a woman spread eagled, two of the women tied down, being fucked cunt, ass and mouth by a queue at either end of them, of three or four men all bustling for there turn at the women. I wasn’t shocked at all to see that the third woman, who wasn’t tied down, was my very own Sandra loving every cock and minute of it!!! Sandra was completely naked by now, apart from her stockings and was absolutely glowing with oil, sweat and spunk in equal measures. She did have the longest queue too, bless her. Dee recognised her too and that’s when the penny dropped for her as regards our past liaison.
The last room, on this side, was the VOYEUR room, no blackout and plenty to see. Fucking of all kinds, blatantly on view, no holds barred with several men spunking over copulating couples, one couple in particular getting covered in spunk. Dee quite fancied this room, as I did too, and after queuing for a couple of minutes we were allowed in and we renewed our ‘friendship’ from the past, me giving her a good fucking up against one of the partition walls. She was even better than the last time I’d fucked her and we certainly drew a lot of attention as we were definitely the only tranny woman combination, fucking. Dee even managed to wank a guys cock off, while I was fucking her and I had a guy trying to fuck me too, but he was thwarted by my latex knickers!
After a bit of a breather, the pair of us, still together, went over to the other side of the mezzanine floor where the first room was being used for something I can’t mention on here but as we were passing Sarah emerged, looking well fucked. Let’s just say that what happened in there involved going on all fours, you’ll get scratched a lot, the spunk smells very different, it’s definitely taboo and it’s probably against the law. Sarah however said she’d loved it in there, was throughly enjoying her night, had already had four or five cocks and was off to the dark room for more!!! Just like her mother!
The next room was the DUNGEON room and although there was a queue the man on the door let us have a peep in. All the usual dungeon stuff in the form of a couple of crucifixes, lots of hooks in the ceilings and walls, a couple of swings and several benches and tables, all being used. Two women, naked, on the crucifixes, one being whipped, fairly gently I have to say and the other woman being fucked, up her cunt, with a huge black dildo, being administered by a brut of a man dressed in leathers. Two guys being fucked anally, one quite brutally, on the swings and two transsexual girls sharing a really long bendy dildo, on the table, completed the scene.
The last room was the DARKROOM and the queue for that was well over a dozen men and a few women, long so we skipped that one but decided that once I’d ’recovered’, we might return later. We didn’t see Sarah in the queue so assumed she was already in there.
Back on the dance floor the ‘activities’, if anything, had become even more depraved and sordid in that the dancing now seemed secondary to finding something to either fuck or be fucked with, both Dee and myself being propositioned several times but by now we were both just intent on enjoying each others company.
It was now well past midnight and Sarah appeared back on the dance for, big smile but her lovely dress, and her face for that matter, plastered in spunk but singing the praises of the darkroom which she told us was amazing. Looking up to the mezzanine floor we could see that the queue for the darkroom was only two or three couples so grabbing Dee, off we went. Most of the darkrooms I’ve ever been in, usually consist of a large rubber fucking area a bit like a water bed only huge and this one wasn’t any different. I could now see why Sarah was so covered in spunk, as the bed was covered in a wet film of spunk, piss, sweat, you name it, it was probably on there but Dee and I slipped, literally, onto the bed, joining at least another eight or nine couples fucking away beside us. The couple immediately by the side of us were a pair of cross dressers, taking it in turn to fuck each others holes and loving it, one of them leaning over and fingering my ass, as I drove my cock deep into Dee’s sopping wet cunt which turned me on, no end and it wasn’t long before I, yet again, spurted a good into Dee and she dribbled yet more spunk onto the slippery rubber bed.
That was it for me, although Dee hadn’t cum and as I left her she’d already grabbed one of the wanking men, who always surround the bed, and before I’d got out the door he was giving her yet more cock. When I got back downstairs I soon found Sarah and not long after her mother appeared, stark naked, apart from her soiled stockings and heels, carrying her dress, rolled up, under her arm. Like her daughter she was all smiles as the party, was exactly the sort of party that both of the girls loved and thrived on. Sarah loved loads of cock, bigger the better, and Sandra a fucking good gang bang and a split roast and if she didn’t have a sore cunt it wasn’t a good night. I can assure you all three of us had a ‘goodnight’!!!!
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