The thought of going to a swingers club had always intrigued Amy. Not that she was ready to be shared with other men and women just yet, but just to check it out, to be a voyeur and see what that mysterious world was all about.

Amy wouldn't dream of doing such a thing in her own hometown of San Diego. Such an experience would need to be somewhere else, somewhere nobody knew her - if and when the opportunity ever presented itself. That is why a trip to London seemed to be the perfect occasion to explore this frontier and check an item off of her sexual bucket list.

She and Eric had a few cocktails at a quaint London pub before walking down the street to a club where they had booked a reservation for their adventure. Amy had found it on line before their trip while investigating possible venues. Upon arrival, they met the doorman and gave him their names. He sized them up and down as he checked their ID's and took their jackets before welcoming them into the lounge area. They were aware from their prior inquiry that they had a two hour time slot and were excited to see what this lifestyle was all about.

Shortly after a waitress brought them their complimentary cocktails, an attractive woman named Jet sat down to discuss the house rules with them both. Among the various points of instruction were that no meant no at any point of the evening and that there was no pressure to participate in any way, if watching was all they wanted to do. Jet also suggested that in case they did elect to participate, that they agree on a code word that allowed each to know if the other was uncomfortable in a particular situation.

After confirming that they were in agreement with the house rules, Jet led them both into an adjoining room, where about three dozen men and women were socializing and participating in a variety of sexual activities both publicly and privately. Couples were in various states of undress ranging from fully clothed to entirely naked. There were couples watching as well as couples performing assorted sexual acts.

As they eased their way the edge of a centrally positioned round bed in the room, Eric and Amy stationed themselves to observe a beautiful brunette with the hardest body being taken by two muscular men. One stood between her thighs rhythmically pumping her whilst the other slid in and out of her mouth as she stroked his shaft. Several couples quietly observed as she reveled in the attention of her two attendants with not so subtle moans.

Amy's hand touched Eric's cock through the fabric of his slacks before taking his hand and leading him over to a less public corner where a woman was suspended in a sex swing. The black straps held her thighs up as another supported her back, while she reclined and grasped two additional vertical straps. A very tall and lean man effortlessly pulled her back and forth on his very large penis. He grasped her by her ankles and repeatedly penetrated her to full depth before withdrawing just to the tip of his member before plunging back into her. At the moment he was ready to ejaculate, he withdrew and in a single motion spun the swing 180 degrees as she lay back to allow him to drape his cock over her shoulder, before shooting his payload onto her collar bone and down between her generous breasts for the audience.

Amy could feel her freshly waxed pussy growing wetter under her dress, as she fondled the strands of her pearl necklace and led Eric on to yet another niche. A waitress took the partially finished cocktails from their hands and replaced them with new ones without asking.

Before them lay a ripped man of about 30, tied down on a table top with all four limbs secured. A dominatrix stood above him giving orders to three other women who carried out her wishes. The Dom would order one of her minions to stroke, suck or ride his cock, before ordering her off so punishment could be served via her riding crop. Then she would repeat, alternating her allotment of pain and pleasure in not always equal doses.

Amy had never imagined a place such as this, with its out of the mainstream sub culture. She heard a woman's voice behind her who asked her if she was enjoying the show. "Yes," Amy nodded, "Very much so!"

The woman introduced herself as Jess and inquired if Amy would like to participate. "Oh no," Amy replied. "Thank you, but this is our first experience with a club like this and we are here strictly to watch."

Jess said that she totally understood and hoped the they had a great night. As she departed, she dropped one last comment and asked if anyone had told them both about the first timers area. "No. Nobody has," Amy said inquisitively. "What is that?"

Jess pointed to a comfortable area containing a white bed surrounded with a sheer white curtain over in the far corner. She explained that the area was reserved for club virgins to have their space as they experimented with the scene and that only persons whom they invited could come inside the curtains.

Anyone else had to stay outside, but could still observe with a somewhat obscured view.

As the waitress refreshed their drinks yet again, the couple circulated through the room again, watching as participants enjoyed themselves in many ways. Amy's mind kept drifting back to the first timer area though, and the more she thought of it the more she fantasized about being in it.

"What would you think about us trying out the private area?" she asked Eric.

"Really?" he replied.

"Well, it would just be us. We are thousands of miles from home, no one knows us, and when will we ever be in this type of situation again?" Amy stated.

She has a point, Eric thought. Who am I to argue against that logic. "Okay baby," he answered. "I'm in."'

They strolled over to the first timers area and Eric parted the curtains for them to enter before releasing them to fall closed behind them both again. He turned Amy around and kissed her neck as his hands slid down her ribs on both sides of her body. He reached up and pulled down the gold zipper on the back of her black dress, all the way from the neckline to the small of her back. Gently his hands coaxed the dress from her shoulders before letting it drop to the ground around her black stiletto heels.

Eric's hands slid up and cupped Amy's generous 32DDD breasts as she pressed her ass back against him. Through her peripheral vision she could see someone watching from beyond the opaqueness of the curtains, as she stepped out of her dress.

Amy turned around and reached for Eric's fly before lowering it and allowing his generous cock to fall out. She dropped to her knees and drew it to her trembling lips. She could feel the presence of additional people now gathering as she contemplated the fact that she was publicly going to blow her husband.

Amy let Eric's rock hard cock slide into her mouth and down her throat. If people were going to watch, then she wanted to really give them a proper show. Eric grabbed a fist full of hair as he helped her with her performance, while a generous amount of saliva dripped from her mouth onto the floor. Amy knew she couldn't bring herself to be openly fucked in public, even by her husband, but she did know she could give a blow job for the ages to whomever was watching.

She pushed Eric back onto the bed, opened the buttons on his shirt and ran her hands up his chest. She crawled up him and kissed him deeply before retreating downward, dragging her tits and long blonde hair down his bare chest and over his cock before taking him into her mouth again.

Eric's cock was as rigid and as vertical as a flagpole, as Amy knawed her way up and down it while gripping it tightly in her small hand. She grasped the long strand of pearls hanging around her neck and wrapped them around his shaft as she took them into her mouth together. Eric's back arched as he reacted to the sensation of Amy's warm wet sucking coupled with the tiny beads rolling up and down the length of his manhood. Seeing his reaction, Amy twisted the pearls tighter causing him to tense slightly while she continued. Eric could see that quite a crowd had now gathered, while Amy was oblivious. Consumed by her performance she had totally forgotten the public nature of her act.

Amy grasped Eric's testicles in one hand as she vigorously pumped his cock with the other. Saliva oozed from her mouth and ran down over his balls and between her fingers. Eric felt himself drawing closer to a building ejaculation and rolled his lover over. He dropped one foot to the floor while keeping one on the mattress over her as Amy continued without pause. Her grip was tight on him as she squeezed his shaft and opened her mouth in wanting acceptance as his body shook. Cum flowed in repeated waves from the head of his swollen cock and shot onto her tongue. Her eager mouth pounced back on him as his orgasm continued and the excess cum and saliva escaped the corners of her mouth. Unable to retain it all, Amy opened again to let the rest spill out and gather around the pearls in the small of her neck.

Only as they gathered themselves to leave, did Amy remember the public nature of her performance. As Eric parted the curtains for her and they stepped into the public area once more, nearly two dozen spectators nodded their approval.

Jess stepped out of the group and asked, "So how was it?" While using her thumb to wipe away a small amount of cum that remained Amy's cheek.

"Fantastic!" Amy replied. "It made me feel so alive, so desired!"

"Well..." Jess answered. "You certainly are that and then some. Now that you are no longer a club virgin, maybe you'd like to explore further and have your own turn?"

Amy contemplated the offer for a moment, then turned to Eric and with a wry smile, took his hand and strolled toward the now vacant sex swing, while the crowd followed.