It was with Monica that I visited a masturbation club for the first time. It was a lot of pleasure that we gave each other in that spacious place. There were at least nineteen of us women there, rubbing each other, each in her own way, while we accompanied each other. It was delightful to share glances and watch as we were coming to satisfaction. There was a great naughtiness in the air, as if we were all committing a huge sin.
I remember that, across from me, sitting in an elegant armchair was a blonde woman. Well, she wasn’t sitting at all. Her buttocks were on the edge of the armchair and her legs were resting on the armrests. We looked at each other in a complicit way, each of us busy doing our own thing. We shared smiles, avoiding that strange sorrow that is always associated with sex.
It’s funny how this happens no matter how open-minded you are about sex. All of us women in that masturbation club knew what we were playing at. But the lustful and obscene sensation of doing something “illegal” gave us more pleasure. I don’t quite know how to explain it, despite my talent as a writer to discern emotions and ideas.
“Is this your first time here?” the blonde woman asked me, “I’ve never seen you before. Welcome!”
“Thank you. Yes, it’s my first time. I didn’t expect it. I thought this was just a bar.”
“I hope this isn’t your only time. It’s very exciting. And we’re just getting started.”
I think the “illegal” or “sinful” feeling in that room was derived from the nature of that nightclub, which would be the most appropriate word to describe that scenario. The room of that masturbation club was located in the back of a bar. Just like in Italian mobster movies, we women entered after crossing through the kitchen. There were only women, precisely because it was a lesbian women’s bar.
“I’m going to take you to live a night you won’t forget,” Monica told me a few hours earlier. “Now that you’ve accepted your lesbian condition, I’ll help you take a big step.”
“What do you mean, honey?”
“To continue living your sexuality while opening your mind more.”
We went out as two friends in a plan of healthy fun. We went to a restaurant where we accompanied the meat with a glass of wine. Only after that, we went to visit the bar La media naranja. As I already said, this bar only admits women. At the door there is a very beautiful woman who enforces this rule.
Something that even I consider unnecessary because you just need to know that behind that door there is a bar only inhabited by women. Anyone who passes in front of that door, considers that it is an ordinary house. But once inside, the atmosphere is perfumed with desire and lesbian instinct. I had no idea about the masturbation club.
Monica and I chose a table. We had fun for a while watching the young and not so young women. At one of the tables we saw a woman in her twenties accompanied by a lady who could very well be her mother. It was very exciting for me to be there. Love was in the air.
“How do you like it?” Monica asked me. “I’m sure you’ve never been to a place like this before in your life.”
“You’re right. It’s a very delightful atmosphere. I think that if I sent a cocktail to one of these girls, I would easily join their table.”
“Yes, but I’ll let you in on the big secret of this bar later.”
I am an intelligent woman. I know very well why Monica didn’t tell me about the masturbation club. First she took the time to turn me on and tease me. And what better way to do that than to tell me about her profession. I had known her big work secret for two weeks. But, even so, it still turned me on to hear her talk about her job.
Monica made her living from home, as a webcam model. At another point in her life she had practiced as a professional lawyer. But she, by vocation, decided to enter that world. Now she spent a few hours of her afternoon masturbating in front of a webcam. Her clients were delighted as she caressed her body and had sex with herself.
That night she was telling me about her latest scenes in front of the camera. She told me how exciting it had been to feel the vibrations of her sex dildo. She also described to me how she had dressed up as a policewoman to excite her followers. I imagined her performing and my smiles gave away what I was feeling.
“Well, it’s time you knew the secret of this place,” she said after a while. “Do you know what a masturbation club is?”
“Well, I’ll tell you, Monica. Of course I do. I am a woman with a good world. I’m a writer, I’ve lived in several cities in the United States and Europe.”
“Well, excuse me, darling. It’s just that your innocent and tender face, without malice, makes you look naïve. You have the face of a saint.”
“Don’t say that. In fact, I’m starting to write a book of erotic stories.”
Monica then took me by the hand and we approached the bar. The waitress who was serving greeted us politely. My friend introduced me to her, who shook my hand and said, “Welcome.”
Then Monica said, “We want to have a Margarita Islands cocktail”. That was the secret key to get them to let us through the kitchen.
“Okay. You can leave your bags in this locker,” the waitress said. “Enjoy!”
After dropping our bags in the assigned locker, I let Monica lead me away. She dragged me by the hand as if I were a little girl. After passing through the kitchen there was another door. And once through that door, the atmosphere was like that of a discotheque. The smell of sex, of vagina, was in the air.
It only took me a second to recognize all the women there. Some were dressed, masturbating with their skirts on. Others, who were the majority, were completely naked. The masturbation club room must have been about fifty square meters in size. There was plenty of furniture for sitting and pleasuring oneself.
The darkness was dimmed by the glowing colored lights. The sound of the music was delightful, loud enough to make for sizzling sensations. That same intense sound encouraged Monica to sit on one of the sofas, where she began to unbutton her shirt.
I felt calm and excited. Seeing all those women masturbating turned me on so much. For an instant I felt like I could get naked and indulge in kissing them. In my writer’s imagination, I had quick little fantasies. In one of them, I passed in front of each woman, giving them a kiss to their vagina. It was something that made me smile, as if it were a vagina tasting.
It was obvious that I was in the middle of a big lesbian orgy. The masturbation club’s own laws prevailed, that was true. But in the atmosphere, all of us women were enjoying ourselves at the same level. In fact, it was quite normal to see couples of women kissing. There were even threesomes of women sharing kisses.
“Get totally naked, if you want,” Monica told me. “Surrender yourself to enjoyment, to happiness. I assure you that you don’t have to worry about your clothes. Here we all respect what belongs to each one of us.”
“I think your idea is very good. Besides, it’s getting a little hot.”
Without hesitation, I took off my shirt and my cloth pants. I also took off my panties and bra. Seeing me so determined to take action, a group of women applauded. When I looked toward them, I discovered that all three were also naked. The woman in the middle of them was masturbating her friends. And each of them, in turn, had her hand in her vagina.
The three of them were lying on a pink piece of furniture. For a few seconds I dared to look at them, to understand what they were playing at. That period was long enough for the woman in the middle to wave at me. And almost instantly, she waved her hand to tell me to approach. I looked at Monica with a smile.
“Go, Tatiana, enjoy it. More experiences for your book of erotic stories.”
“See you in a little while, then.”
When I was in front of the host woman, I positioned myself on my knees in front of her vagina. The fingers of each woman’s hand withdrew as I began to kiss her. My mouth plunged with pleasure into that white-skinned vagina. I proudly felt the pleasurable texture of her clitoris.
It didn’t take long for the woman’s moans to manifest themselves. I felt tremendous pride to be doing what I was doing. I was having oral sex with a woman I had never seen in my entire life. A woman whose name I did not know. And I’m sure the two women with her didn’t either.
It was fascinating to experience sex at that level of debauchery. In that orgy of women everything was allowed. We were all there to find the same thing. The law that sustained all emotions was to transgress, to go beyond and enjoy the moment. We were all looking for the same thing, to conquer an orgasm or a multi-orgasm.
“What rich kisses, my dear,” said my hostess. “Pull those lips with your mouth. It turns me on so much.”
“Yes, that’s what turns her on the most,” answered one of the companions. “A while ago she did it to me. And I know first hand how fascinating it is.”
While I kissed that woman’s vagina, I remained on my knees and masturbated myself. With my fingers I caressed my vaginal lips and my clitoris. The feeling of being in that secret disco made me excited. I still had the feeling that I was living something illegal, committing a sin outside the law.
But I was calm, trusting in the delicious atmosphere of pure sex. The oral sex I was giving that woman was enhanced when one of her companions moved to my side. She positioned herself on her knees, just like me, and began to lick that vagina. So our tongues made contact as we caressed her clitoris.
After a few seconds, we stopped the oral sex and kissed. We kissed passionately, while she fondled my tits. That kiss went on for at least half a minute. I also began to fondle her tits, whimsically squeezing her nipples. The woman who was receiving the oral sex before, clapped her hands together with her partner again.
“Fascinating, girls,” she said. “Now we will join the party.”
“That’s right,” added the other woman, “we’ve already decided what pleasure to give them.”
What happened was that each of them positioned themselves under our asses. That is, they lay down on the floor and brought their heads close to our vaginas. Thus, they began to give us oral sex, taking advantage of the fact that we were both on our knees. I started to enjoy it right away. In fact, I shifted a little to facilitate the licking. I gently unloaded my weight into the woman’s mouth under my buttocks.
The woman with whom I was kissing suspended the contact with the lips of my mouth after a few seconds. Seeing her smile I understood her reaction. The oral sex she was receiving was already unleashing strong sensations in her. Suddenly, without warning, she felt very stimulated and startled, widening her eyes in surprise.
She and I looked into each other’s eyes for a few seconds. In both of our minds the same thought flashed. We were enjoying like goddesses, in the middle of that orgy of women. But I think it was more than that: the way our imaginations were flying to give us pleasure. I’m sure that for her it was also the first time she had a woman lying on the floor, giving her oral sex under her buttocks.
“It’s super good, isn’t it?” she said, “Shall we keep kissing?”
“Of course we are. Keep groping me with the same passion as a moment ago.”
“With pleasure. You’re a very beautiful woman.”
“The same goes for you.”
Our lips were together again. We kept touching each other, stimulating each other. Kisses also caressed our necks. The colored lights in the dark and the loud music thrilled me. I knew that the woman under my buttocks was also enjoying oral sex.
There came a moment when I inevitably conquered an orgasm. And just as had happened with the woman in front of me, I suspended the passionate kiss. She looked into my eyes with great fascination. Now it was she who was aware of the great pleasure I had just achieved. Then she gave me a sweet and soft slap on my cheek.
I, with the same provocation, responded to that slap. The kiss was suspended and we began to talk. Now we were talking like two people just getting to know each other. She was not even interested in asking my name, just like me. Meanwhile, the two women under our buttocks were still enjoying oral sex.
“So this is your first time in this orgy,” she said. “First timers always look nervous and restless. But in your case it’s not like that. Have you been in orgies with your girlfriends at home?”
“Something like that. I have two friends that I sleep with frequently in my apartment.”
“I hope to see you more often. If you want to give me your phone number before you leave.”
“Interesting. For casual sex, right?”
“That’s right.”
“And yes, I will give you my phone number later.” That’s how I found out her name was Esperanza. That night of lesbian sex would go on until the wee hours of the morning. As we continued talking, a waitress passed us with a tray of cocktails. I chose a mojito and my new friend a Gin and tonic. The liquor helped us relax and make us more sensitive to oral stimulation. The woman under my buttocks was asking me to sink my vagina a little deeper.
So I started to gently push my body against her mouth. It seemed as if I was jumping on her face. My partner, seeing the gesture began to imitate it. It was quite a funny movement, but for sure very exciting for them. A few seconds later something fantastic happened.
I had to put my hand on my friend’s shoulder to get a good view. Behind Esperanza’s back, a woman approached to lie down on the floor. And then, she placed her head in the middle of the vagina of the woman lying on the floor who was giving Esperanza oral sex.
“Ummm, how exciting,” I said, “How far is this night of lesbian sex going to take us?”
“Why do you say that, Tatiana?” she asked.
“Look back.”
Esperanza turned her body a little to visualize what was happening. Then she visualized the woman kissing the woman’s vagina under her buttocks. Then she looked at me again, full of fascination at what she had just seen. She told me that in an orgy like that you never knew what could happen.
“There are a thousand and one ways to enjoy sex,” she said. “In this masturbation club we all come to the same thing. To play with our creativity and have new sensations.”
“I can see that. How did you discover this place?”
“On the Internet. And you?”
“Thanks to a friend.”
At that moment, I decided to pay attention to the lustful sex environment of that discotheque. I was looking for Monica. I recognized her in the background, in a corner of that spacious room. She was making out with a woman who was sitting on her legs. Then I told Esperanza to look at her:
“She was the one who invited me to come today. It was a surprise for me. I thought this was just a bar.”
“That’s what all the new girls think. Your friend looks very pretty. Do you want us to go with her?”
“No, no,” I answered immediately, enthusiastically. “I want to keep enjoying this. Having sex with strangers, with women whose names I don’t even know.”
“I understand.”
We continued to sip our cocktails, watching what was going on all over that spacious place. It was delightful to watch each woman enjoying sex. Esperanza and I kept gently bouncing on the women’s lips under our buttocks.
A few seconds later, she made the same gesture I had made earlier. She placed her hand on my shoulder to lean out and see what was going on behind me. On her face was a delicious smile. I instinctively turned my head back. What was happening was that another woman had decided to perform oral sex on the woman under my buttocks.
“I think these women have already indulged in our vaginas,” said Esperanza. “Let’s return the favor.”
“What cuddle are we going to give them?”
“Just imitate what I’m going to do.”
At that instant we stopped gently jumping on the women under our buttocks. I saw Esperanza approach the woman who was kissing her vagina before and lay down next to her. She began kissing her for a few seconds, before shooting me a look. That look indicated to me that this was what I should do with the other woman.
So I also lay down next to the woman corresponding to me. I also began to give her delicious kisses on the mouth. And I also started caressing her breasts and her skin. I often looked at the woman who was kissing her vagina. I was pleasuring her for several minutes. As time went on, that orgiastic atmosphere was filled with more intense emotions, enhancing the good vibes, second by second.
The stranger next to me moaned and moaned. Sometimes she would raise her legs to the sky, delighting in the oral sex she was receiving. She also took advantage of her free hands to grope me. Then she asked me to kneel beside her and kiss her. I gladly complied, settling in carefully. I didn’t want the woman performing oral sex on her to stop.
That third woman gladly continued with her work. I meanwhile exchanged delicious kisses with that blonde woman. She was the same one who had invited me to join her group, after applauding me. Once again I was experiencing again the pleasure of having sex with me. Of giving each other affection.
“You are very beautiful, my dear,” she said in a moment of pause, “You have beautiful tits and a very pretty face.”
“Thank you very much. I hope to see you in the future.”
“I agree with you. It’s always good to have sex with new flesh.”
A moment later, Esperanza approached me and took my hand. She forced me to stand up and together we went to some comfortable furniture. Before we got there, though, we stopped a waitress accompanied by a tray of cocktails. We randomly grabbed our drinks, without paying attention to exactly what kind of cocktail they were.
Once we were seated on the furniture we continued talking. Next to Esperanza was a brunette woman masturbating. Next to me, two women were kissing. And on the armchair in front of me there was another blonde woman, masturbating. My new friend and I continued to enjoy the great spectacle of this unbridled orgy.
“There are always new people in this,” said Esperanza. “That’s the most interesting thing. Although some of us also recognize common faces.”
“They’re all new to me. I’ll get used to it,” I replied. “So far, they’ve all noticed that I’m new. The woman earlier told me that she loves to have sex with new flesh.”
“Yes, it is a very common desire among us, dear Tatiana.”
Esperanza and I kept talking, feeling at ease with the music and the multicolored lights. That party, that orgy was still alive. I had the feeling that there were still hours to go before it came to an end. I felt that the night would be long and I would continue to enjoy it intensely.
A few minutes later, a friend of Esperanza’s appeared out of the shadows. After introducing ourselves, they both started kissing in front of me. At that instant I felt that I should not get involved. The two were loving each other like two girlfriends who needed their own time. So I stretched out my legs and began to masturbate.
The woman masturbating on the easy chair began to look at me provocatively. I soon understood that she was admiring me, using my beauty to satiate herself. The two of us decided to share loving glances, as we each rubbed each other. The delicious feeling of doing something illegal in that secret disco kept simmering in me.
After a few minutes, she dared to break the silence between us. That’s when she asked me:
“Is this your first time here? I’ve never seen you before. Welcome!”
“Thank you. Yes, it’s my first time. I didn’t expect it. I thought this was just a bar.”
“I hope this isn’t your only time. It’s very exciting. And we’re just getting started.”
