My wife, Kay, and I were driving for a work trip and stopping in Atlanta. We were talking about things we could do while in the city (of course strip clubs came up) but I suggested that Kay might want to watch people fucking instead. She perked up and asked how, and I suggested that we visit a swingers club to take in the sights. As I drove, she searched the area and selected Trapeze based on the phenomenal and hilarious Yelp reviews (check them out). We picked a hotel nearby, took a minute to check in and freshen up, and then headed out.

It was a Saturday and the club was packed. We were too late to get a guest pass to the VIP area, so we paid for entry and did a quick survey of the front. The front area has a dance floor, a BYOB bar, and a surprisingly decent buffet, but Kay wasn’t interested in any of that, so we went straight to the locker room to disrobe to head to the back. In the back area, clothes are not allowed, so it’s a towel, lingerie, or nothing. Kay had her towel wrapped around her, showing nice cleavage and her long legs but leaving more to the imagination. This was what most people were doing. I like to show off a bit more so I threw my towel over my shoulder and let everything hang out.

The club was packed. A large, U-shapped couch next to the back bar was full of people (mostly talking, some making out). An alcove behind that had two or three separate group scenes with individual women surrounded by men. We worked our way further in to find a room with lots of low mattresses against the walls and dozens of couples fucking. As Kay and I stood, taking it all in, we were approached by a couple coming out of the room. They introduced themselves as Tim and Cindy and asked if we were new. Cindy, a short and curvaceous blonde, was devouring me with her eyes. Tim was explaining that this was the couples room and no single men were allowed in it, while single women were able to go where they liked. As he talked, Cindy caressed my chest and said, “You’re stunning,”

I smiled and said, “Thank you, you’re pretty cute too.”

Her hand wandered down to touch my cock, which was already slightly engorged, “Can I suck your cock?”

I glanced at Kay, checking for her response and she nodded and shrugged, like I was crazy to ask. I looked back at Cindy, “Of course.” And she dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Cindy was enthusiastic, but also clearly sucking me for her own enjoyment. Kay moved around to get a better look, but fairly quickly the attendant for the room got Tim’s attention and asked us not to block the doorway.

I gave Cindy a hand up, and she said, “Thank you,” clearly about me lettering her suck me. Definitely the fastest I’ve gone from meeting someone to them thanking me for letting them play with my tool. Tim took the opportunity to offer us a quick tour. He highlighted the bar, and explained that the alcove was a kind of anything-goes area where gang bangs and trains usually happened. There were rooms where you could get more privacy, but they were all taken. We found a clear spot against a wall and Cindy retired to touching my arms and chest. We explained that we had come to watch, and that Kay was not looking to play, obviously disappointing Tim. Cindy had zoned out of the conversation and was letting her hands wander lower, “Can I blow you again?”

“Absolutely,” I said.

“Hey now,” Tim said to Cindy, “Who’s going to give me a blowjob?”

Cindy shrugged, “Go find someone.” There wasn't malice in her voice, she was just focused on what she wanted. Tim took a step away and Cindy dropped back to her knees. One thing I love about my size is watching women react to me on first encounter. There are several stages of measuring me they all go through; seeing how big I am around with their hand and comparing that to their wrist, putting two hands on top of each other and seeing how much of me is left, measuring my cock against their forearm and face. Cindy did all of these in between licking and sucking me, as well as making a few early attempts to see how much she could take in her mouth.

Kay was enjoying watching, maybe as much as I was enjoying receiving. Having my tall, busty, kinky wife standing next to me while a stranger played with my cock was a huge thrill. I was wondering if she would want to join Cindy when Tim returned without the blowjob he’d been looking for. “All the rooms are taken,” he said, “But there’s space at the bar.” It was clear they’d been here for a minute, and hadn’t found luck finding a couple to swap with. Now he was on his own without Cindy and he’d resigned to watching us for a bit. We moved to a spot on the corner of the couch, with Kay next to me and Tim next to her, with Cindy on her knees sucking my cock in earnest.

Just like before, it was clear that Cindy’s first priority was enjoying herself, and I was fine with it. I’m perfectly happy being respected for my mind, but sometimes it’s nice to be objectified for my body, especially when that objectification takes the form of a long, enthusiastic blowjob. Cindy stroked me, she bounced her head up and down my shaft, she licked me from base to tip, and of course she did her best to take me as deep as she could. To her credit, she got further than anyone except Kay has on their first try.

After about half an hour she stopped and looked up at me, “I want to ride you.”

“Do you have a condom?” being naked, there wasn’t a good place to stash one.

Cindy looked at Tim, who got up to go get a condom, as he walked away she said, “get a big one.” and then sat in my lap, stroking me.

Tim retired and handed me the condom before taking his seat on the couch again. I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a thrill to a man grabbing a condom for his girlfriend to ride my cock. I slipped it on and Cindy dropped her panties and straddled me. She was at least 5 inches shorter than Kay and as a taller guy there’s something about being with a shorter girl that is fun. Her breasts were slightly smaller, probably a DD to Kay’s G, but at the moment I was dying to get them in my face. I reached around to undo her bra and she rubbed her plump tits in my face.

Cindy leaned in and whispered, “You can be rough with me,” so I took one nipple between my teeth and pinched the other, making her moan. I reached behind her and smacked her ass, which got a cry of pleasure. I could see Kay next to me, biting her lip and squeezing her thighs together, clearly enjoying the show. When I slid a hand down to touch Cindy’s clit she guided it away, whispering in my ear again, “Play with my tits, I can make myself cum.”

True to her word, Cindy rode my cock to several orgasms while I groped her tits and ass. I was in no hurry to cum, and with the condom there was no danger of it without real effort. Still, as time went on I thrust up into Cindy more and more, until I was in control and fucking her up off the couch. “I want you to fuck me,” she said, and we all got up to find a bed.

All the rooms were still in use and the couples area was packed, but there was space in the alcove against a wall, so Cindy got on her knees and Kay and Tim took positions next to us to keep unwanted intrusions away.

I slid into Cindy from behind and led right into fucking her hard, gripping her plump hips like handles and smacking her ass. In this position I could make direct eye contact with my wife, who was nodding and smiling and urging me on, mouthing things like, “Yeah,” and “harder,” and, “fuck her.” I was aware of lots of people in my periphery slowing down to look at us, and clearly several men thinking about joining before being waved off by Kay and Tim.

We fucked like this for longer than she had ridden me, and it moved from her having clear, distinct orgasms to her being a moaning puddle on the mattress. I was dripping with sweat and wasn’t going to cum with a condom on, but I was happy to give Cindy the fucking of her life. Eventually, she turned her head and said, “Can I suck you again?”

I stood at the end of the mattress and she kneeled in front of me again, pulling the condom off and returning to sucking me. It wasn’t long before a man approached and asked me if he could take a turn with her. I told him he’d need to ask her, and she liked the look of him because I suddenly found myself in my first threesome with another man.

The stranger was fucking her from behind while I sat in front of her, letting her suck my cock. If he had kept a steady rhythm or I had gotten to fuck Cindy’s face, I probably could have gotten off, but the new guy seemed to alternate between very fast, hard thrusting and stopping all together to keep from cumming. It was hard to find a good rhythm. When he finished, Cindy tapped out. Over two hours had passed since we started and she was rightfully exhausted. We exchanged information with her and Tim, and they left, leaving Kay and I to continue exploring the club.