Sex club

White clothes, a river breeze, and twelve couples stripping down at a landmark.

Rules are less important than communication — before, during, and after. And caution on a first visit will be repaid with a much better second one.

A short dress, a dark bar, a sex party, and three marathon sessions between her thighs.

I almost never cum before I mean to. Almost.

Le Trapeze is skeezy. But I don’t need other people to have fun with Jen.

Mara and Jen and I have a fuck-load of fun at Le Trapeze. And not just with the three of us.

Jen begged me to fuck her. Well, sort of begged. I was feeling generous.

I find myself remembering something from long ago as I go down on Mara…. It’s the taste of an Israeli pussy.

Back to Le Trapeze with Jen and Mara — lockers, towels, and a growing audience.

Veronique comes a dozen times, and pretty quickly.