Swinger’s Club

“Where exactly are we going?” Melanie asked as she followed her boyfriend Floyd around the corner. They had been traipsing through back alleys for a while, looking for a place neither of them was sure existed.

“You’re the one who said you were getting bored and wanted to spice things up,” Floyd grumbled.

“I didn’t think you’d suggest a swinger’s club,” Melanie chuckled. “You used to say you loved me so much and that you’d never let another man have me.”

“Well I’ve separated love from sex in my mind now. If you aren’t satisfied with just me then we can just collectively swing. It’s better than lying and cheating, isn’t it?” Floyd sounded tired. He was not really looking forward to this. When Melanie first said she was bored of him he assumed they would break up soon. However, she just wanted his permission to cheat. Though he was heartbroken at first, he got over it. They lived together and paid rent together. He did not want to upset that balance by forcing her to move out. This was the next best option.

“Are you sure this place even exists?” Melanie said what they were both thinking. After doing some online research, Floyd had found out about a secret club in the less lively part of the city where swingers and all around kinky people liked to gather. In an attempt to appear supportive of Melanie’s decision, he had suggested they go as soon as they both had a day off work.

Floyd was about to tell Melanie to be quiet when they stumbled into a larger alley. The building that made up one wall of it had a large set of double doors hidden behind a lot of garbage. Looking at a photo he had saved to his phone, Floyd confirmed they were at the right place. “They call it the Siren’s Wail,” he read the name off his phone again.

“Yeah, you said that already. It attracts creeps like a siren attracts sailors to their deaths,” Melanie pushed on the double doors as they had no handles. They gave way to quite a different atmosphere. Cold air rushed out around them. They stepped inside and let the doors swing shut on their own.

This was definitely the place. It was set up like a bar more than a club. It was dark with only a few lights on the high ceiling. There was a balcony with a railing that represented the second floor. Several people were leaning against it and staring down at the patrons of the first floor. Everyone had a bottle or a glass in their hand.

The bar itself was U shaped, blocking access to where the young looking blonde bartender stood. It looked extremely professional with several shelves of liquor stacked behind her in front of a mirror that reflected blue mood light. She seemed to be the only staff member present. Obviously a secret club like this would not have more than a few dozen people at a time.

What type of club it was became immediately apparent. Floyd and Melanie both noticed a woman leaning on the bar with a man behind her. Her dress was hiked up over her butt and her panties were on the floor. His pants were open and his penis was quite obvious out, erect, and inside of her. This was the type of place where people could get it on indiscreetly.

There were rooms beyond the balcony area on the second floor where shyer people could go for a good time. This was not what Floyd and Melanie had come here for though.

“Two beers,” Floyd gave their order to the bartender as they approached her. She nodded and de-topped two bottles for them. There were several people leaning on the bar, all flirting with each other. None seemed put-off by the sight of the fornicating couple.

Melanie was surprised when a man with a slight beard wearing a rock t-shirt approached her. “Care for a quick one?” he asked boldly.

“Um, I’m just observing for the moment,” she answered quickly.

“New here then,” he chuckled. “Bit of a rundown of the rules for you then. To enter this place is to consent to anything. Do you think that lady there finds more than that man’s dick attractive? Refusal is kinda frowned upon here. You can get in a lot of trouble.”

“Are you threatening me?” Melanie became defensive.

“Not in the slightest. Just warning you what you’re about to experience here. If you plan to stay, I can guarantee you’re going to have a wild night. Things get started once everyone is a little tipsy. I just wanted to put my offer in before you become a sloppy mess. I’m not really into sharing if you know what I mean.”

“Can you believe him?” Melanie whispered to Floyd as the man walked off. “He makes it sound like I’m going to be having a gangbang here. He wants first whack so he doesn’t get another man’s cum on his dick. What a pretentious asshole.”

“I wonder what you’d look like after a gangbang,” Floyd chuckled. Melanie was by no means bad looking. She had tan skin and long dark hair. Her makeup looked natural and she was slender and tall. Her legs were her attractive point. In heels she was actually taller than Floyd.

Floyd was a typical twenty-ish guy with stubble to hide his face’s flaws and a boyish look about him. Women called him handsome after three beers. He was not as confident in his looks as Melanie but she would not be with him if he was not at least slightly desirable.

A noise distracted the pair from their drinks. The same man who had approached them earlier had been talking to a young Asian girl. When she had refused him he grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her back. Floyd was about to head over to help the girl when the bartender grabbed him back. “Didn’t he tell you earlier, refusal isn’t a thing here,” she warned him.

“So that poor girl just has to put out for that creep?” Floyd asked in appall. The man already had the woman’s red dress halfway down, exposing her tiny Asian breasts.

“She came here for that reason,” the bartender explained. “She said yes the moment she walked in the door. The only reason your girl wasn’t taken just now was because you were here. It’s hard to take another man’s property.”

“Hold on, sister, I am no one’s property,” Melanie responded hotly. “I don’t even like him that much anymore,” she admittedly to Floyd’s dismay.

“I wouldn’t say that too loudly,” the barkeeper winced as she let go of Floyd and went back behind the bar.

A few men had already heard Melanie though. “So you’re looking to upgrade from the shrimp, are ya?” they chuckled eagerly.

“Get away from me,” Melanie growled angrily.

“Don’t take that tone with us, lady. If you get mean, we’ll get meaner,” they warned her.

“Floyd, can you help me out?” Melanie realized that she was not going to be able to talk her way out of anything here. These people quite obviously did not respect women.

“Why would he help you?” they taunted her. “You were just saying how you were pretty much over him. If I were him I’d toss you to the wolves.”

Floyd took a deep breath as he tried to contemplate what to do. He looked at each of the men in turn. None of them seemed too mean, just drunk. He saw no harm in teaching Melanie to mind her words a little bit. “Yeah, handle this yourself, sweetie,” he officially opted out of assisting her.

She stared at him in open mouthed shock for a moment but it dissolved into anger quickly. Before she could say anything though, the men were on her. They held her by the arms while removing her blazer. Then they bent her over the bar. Her skirt came down next. She screamed out when one of them slapped her ass, presumably to punish her.

Floyd watched in amusement and slight arousal as they exposed her privates and pushed their fingers inside her. She moaned out in pain and pleasure. They put their fingers anywhere they could get them, in her mouth, her cunt and even her anus. They pulled on her tender flesh, stretching her holes wide. She squealed and thrashed but they held her still. All the while Floyd was chuckling to himself. This was justified in his opinion. She had been the one who wanted to cheat. Now she was getting her chance.

Off came the rest of her clothes. They spread her anus wide enough for Floyd to see into her bowels. Her eyes were watering in pain. Her gulping sounded almost like a honking goose. Floyd was almost confused by how little she was arguing. She had always been hellish to fight with whenever they argued. She threw things and threatened him. Sometimes she even slapped him. Where was the monster of a girlfriend he was sometimes afraid of? To see her so docile and obedient was amusing.

Furthermore, it was satisfying. How he wished he had done this to her whenever she shouted at him. He could have won any argument by bending her over and shoving his cock up her ass. To his surprise, one of the men decided to put his fist up there instead. His girlfriend’s pretty face twisted in anguish as her bowels were invaded and stretched. It was a foreign look for Floyd. He had never thought of Melanie as weak before today.

“Please,” she begged her boyfriend for help but he was practically smiling. The men rolled her over so they could watch her belly bulge as her intestines were forced out of place by the man’s fist. Melanie turned her head and puked up what little beer she had swallowed before her torment began.

“You want something to plug it with?” one of the men asked while unzipping himself and bringing his cock close to her face. She tried to turn away but he grabbed her hair and held her in place. She kept her mouth shut as he pressed his erection against her lips and cheek. Three hard slaps to her face though and she was crying enough for him to force himself inside.

She knew better than to try biting him but she still tried to resist. A few more slaps and she was greedily sucking his cock. She was interrupted by the other man pulling his whole fist out of her ass. Floyd could see her organs rearranging themselves through her belly. Her anus looked like it was going to turn inside out. “Sorry, I’ll fix that for you.” The man replaced his fist with his cock. Melanie screamed into the other man’s crotch.

Floyd watched as his girlfriend was filled from both ends like a spit roasted pig. She kept making weird squelching sounds, either from the man trying to push deeper into her mouth or from screaming at every thrust into her ass.

Melanie’s eyes spun dizzily as she tried to focus on either end she was getting fucked in. She could barely breathe as the man shoving his cock into her mouth kept pulling on her hair and forcing her nose into his pubic hair. She was both horrified and relieved when he finally came directly into the back of her throat. She pulled her head off of his cock and swallowed quickly before gasping for air.

All the while the other man continued to piston in and out of her asshole. Her anus was raw and red by now. Her eyes rolled around with each thrust. Floyd had never seen her like this. He’d always been gentle with her. This was her first rough fucking.

Before she could refuse, another man replaced the first in her mouth. She squealed in anguish at having her airway restricted again. She calmed down somewhat though when the other man came inside her stretched asshole. It must have been somewhat soothing to her battered bowels.

After watching her taking it from both ends for a while, Floyd lost interest. He wandered over to the Asian woman who was still being fucked from behind, bent over the bar. The man was laughing as she moaned and whimpered. When he noticed he had an audience his eyes lit up. “Think she’s enjoying herself?” he asked.

Floyd felt no pressure to lie. “Dude, she fuckin’ hates it. You’re destroying her.”

“Damn, maybe she’s not had enough to drink.” The man grabbed a bottle off the bar and pressed it against the poor girl’s anus. She squealed in pain as he forced it inside all the way up to the neck. The beer was draining into her bowels quickly. Though he knew the girl was in pain, Floyd was still slightly intrigued by what he was witnessing.

In a few short minutes the girl became utterly drunk. Her head started to wobble on her shoulders and her moaning became more breathy. Eventually she passed out. Her face hit the bar with a thud. “Hey, I ain’t done.” The man pulled the bottle out of her ass and whacked her on the back of the head with it.

She shot up screaming. Blood trickled down her head as she stared at Floyd in wide eyed shock. He knew she expected him to do something to help her. Floyd did not move though. She yelped as the bottle struck her skull again. Her right eye was twitching now. “She gets tighter with each hit,” the man laughed.

She looked half unconscious now. Her eyes were rolling around and unfocused. He hit her again and she fell forward, smashing her face into the bar. The sound Floyd heard was definitely her nose breaking. When the man pulled his cock out of her cunt, she slid off the bar and landed on the floor in a crumpled heap. The man grabbed her ankles and pulled her up so she was upside down leaning against the bar. He then shoved the bottle into her cunt.

Her tiny Asian cunt could not fit more than the neck though. He stepped on it to push it into her more. Floyd swore he could hear her cunt ripping to accommodate it. Blood was leaking out around the bottle. The man had an annoyed expression. He stepped back a few feet and took a slight running jump. His foot hit her pelvis and compressed it along with the bottle. Floyd winced when he heard it shatter inside the unconscious girl’s crotch. If she were awake she would have been screaming.

No one else seemed to have even noticed what Floyd just witnessed. They were either too engrossed in their own business or this was just a common occurrence. Floyd left without saying anything to the man. He scurried like a mouse back to his corner of the bar where his girlfriend was now being suspended between two men, one with his cock in her cunt and the other with it shoved up her gaping asshole.

“Floyd, look what they’ve done to me,” Melanie groaned in a delirious state. “I’ve never been double stuffed before. This hurts so much. Why did we come here again?”

“Because you’re a slut,” he answered instantly. The men surrounding her all laughed.

“Yeah, I like letting men abuse my body.