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From: Carol Parsons <myescape@voyager.net>
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Carol
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CLUB ACTION

By Carol Parsons


    Craig and I had been going out for a couple of years.  We were
completely infatuated with each other, yet our busy schedules didn’t
leave time for a total commitment.  We loved having fun.  We loved to do
wild and crazy things with each other.  Our sex life was exciting,
because we were open with each other. 

    Craig came over one night.  He was tall and dark.  His hair was
long.  He was very strong.  He was the type of man that people said they
didn’t want to meet in a dark alley.  He grabbed me up into his arms,
picked me up off the floor, and kissed me hard.  I loved his strength,
his dominance.  I never feared him.  I felt so totally loved and
protected.  It was a special feeling to feel that secure.  

    “Are you up to going out tonight, darling?”  He spoke with a slight
Southern drawl.  His voice was deep and completed his tough guy look.

    “Sure, I am.  Where are we going,” I spoke in my soft, sweet voice. 
I was so opposite him.  I was small framed, short, and petite.  I was
not a wimp by any means, yet I came off as little and weak.

    “I found out about a club where anything goes.  I am curious about
it. I hear they have sex on stage and in the audience.  Would you be
interested in seeing it?”

    “I would be interested.  It sounds like it could be fun.”  I never
felt as though I had anything to worry about, even at clubs where
something might happen.  Craig always took good care of me.

    We arrived at the club that was down a dark alley. The neighborhood
didn’t look all that safe, yet I still felt like I was going to be
fine.  Craig took my arm and led me into the run down building.  The
lights were dim, the room was smoky, and the music was quite loud. 
There were plenty of people around all doing their own thing. I stood at
the door looking around.  I was amazed at what I saw.  I think even
Craig was shocked at first. 

    On stage in front of us was a man slowly stroking his cock, lightly
touching his balls.  He was a handsome, muscular black man.  A beautiful
white woman went to him wearing only a short satin slip.  I watched as
she knelt in front of him, her long straight auburn hair waving silently
in the breeze of the ceiling fans.  She took the man's cock into her
mouth.  He took her head into his hands.  He pushed her face back and
forth, nearly forcefully.  I saw her touching his balls.  She let him
fuck her mouth fast and hard.

    I looked around the room for a moment.  A blonde slim woman sat in a
chair at a table.  She was engrossed in watching the woman blowing the
man on stage.  She reached down between her legs and played with her
pussy.  I looked over at Craig who was watching her, too.  She sat so we
could see her legs spread.  Her fingers moved her pussy lips apart.  Her
fingers moved in and out, wiggling her clit.  She reached up on the
table.  She took ice from her drink and inserted it into her pussy.  I
squeezed my legs together already wet watching her.  I wanted to lick
the fluid from her pussy myself, and the grin on Craig’s face told me he
did, too.

    In another corner a woman sat on a man’s lap.  He played with her
large breasts which she pressed against his lips, so he could bite on
her nipples.  I could see the lustful look upon her face as she rode his
cock.  

    I moved in front of Craig, pressing my body close to him.  I could
feel the hardness of his cock in his pants.  I pressed my pussy against
his leg wanting him more than ever.  I wanted people to see my lust for
him, to see me please him, to see us fuck like crazy.  I knelt in front
of him.  I unzipped his pants, letting his hard cock out into my hands. 
I stroked him for a moment, then et my tongue wander over the length of
it.  I did to him what the woman did to the man on stage.  I circled the
head, down around the balls, then back up again.  His cock moved into my
mouth.  My fingertips stroked his balls.  I moved them around to play
with your ass.  I could hear him moan.  His eyes were still affixed to
the woman playing with her pussy. 

    I could see from where I was knelt a woman with her legs spread, her
panties off.  A man had his face pressed against her pussy.  He licked
her clit as she held it open for him.  I could hear her screaming as she
came while fucking his face.

    I could hardly stand how wet I was.  Craig began to fuck my mouth
holding my head in place as the man did on stage.  I didn't know how
long he could stand all the eroticism without cumming in my mouth.  I
didn't care.  I would drink it all if he did.  I loved being able to
make him cum that way.  I tickled his balls, his hips.  My finger on my
other hand slid into his ass.

    I glanced at the couple on stage. The man took his cock from the
woman's mouth.  He picked her up and set her on his lap.  “Oh, yes,” I
could hear her say.  His cock slid into her pussy.  

    I could feel Craig tense up.  His balls grew close to his body as he
neared cumming.  He suddenly pulled his cock from my mouth.  I slid
erotically up his body.  I kissed him madly.  My hands reached down
stroking his cock slowly.  He took off my pants, my panties, and let
them drop to the floor.  I needed him inside of me at that moment.  He
picked me up sensing how much I needed him.  I straddled his waist. 
There, at the door, he entered my pussy.  I felt eyes upon us.  They
watched him enter me.  I wanted them to see him fuck me, to see the
pleasure upon my face, and to hear me as I yelled in orgasm.  

    “Fuck me, Craig.  Fuck me hard,” I yelled, unable to control
myself.  I was reeling in ecstasy. 

    I could hear the woman on stage screaming she was cumming.  The lady
who was playing with her pussy was cumming, too.  Craig’s cock moved in
and out of me.  He fucked me fast and hard.  I reached down between my
legs to play with my clit.  I was not able to help touching myself.  We
watched all around us.  The man on stage yelped as he came inside of the
woman.  The man who had been eating the woman’s pussy jacked off, and
came all over her.  

    My fingers moved all over my clit.  

    "Cum, Craig, cum!!!!" I yelled, as I felt myself shudder all around
him.  

    "Oh, yes, I'm cumming, baby."  I felt him tense up.  His cum squirt
from his own body into mine.  I was in Heaven at that moment.  It seemed
as though the whole bar came together.  

    Craig held me against his strong body, rocking slowly.  People began
to calm down a little as they renewed themselves for yet another
orgasm.  The stage was cleaned up for another act to begin.  I didn’t
want it to end.  I wanted more.  I wanted to fuck Craig again and
again.  We found a table to sit at, ordered a drink, and waited for the
next round of action.

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