Swingers stories and erotic fantasies

I have just read a story on this site about the Taboo Cinema Club in Birmingham. I also visited the cinema, just over a year ago. I had read about it on some website which said that there were often couples. I was fairly inexperienced in these sorts of places (although 25 years married!) but thought I’d like to try. I went in, signed a form and paid my money. When I got in there were two dingy room showing porn films. It was a weekday afternoon and there were about half a dozen men in – no couples, no women. I sat down in the middle of one cinema and watched the film, which proved to be very explicit but not really much of a turn-on. There were two guys sitting together in the row behind me. I noticed that they were playing with each other, which I was a bit shocked by – I said I was inexperienced! I moved my position slightly so that I could watch. They were both a little bit older than me, maybe early fifties. One of them saw me watching and smiled. I looked away embarrassed. When I turned round again he was kneeling on the floor sucking the other guy. He smiled at me again, but didn’t stop what he was doing. I watched, or to be more exact stared. He kept eye-contact with me as he sucked and for some reason I couldn’t stop staring. After five minutes or so he stopped sucking and made a gesture, asking if I wanted to take over. I was horrified and looked away. I noticed that I was rock-hard. I decided to leave and walked towards the exit of the cinema, but at the last minute I decided to go into the other room instead. There was only one man in there, an old Asian guy, sitting in the front row. I went and sat right at the back. I tried to concentrate on the film, but kept thinking about what I’d been watching.

About ten minutes later he came into the room. He wandered up and sat in the row in front, a couple of seats along from me. He smiled and said “didn’t mean to embarrass you”. I muttered something like, “don’t worry about it”. He said he hadn’t seen me there before. I told him it was my first time. He asked me a couple of other questions and I answered politely. Then he moved onto my row and sat two seats away. He must have seen the nervous look on my face because he made some comment about being easier to talk there. He asked me if I was enjoying the film. I’d sort of forgotten about it, so I looked back at the screen. A girl was kneeling on a bed giving a black guy a blow job. I told him it was OK, or something like that, a little embarrassed again. He said he’d bet that I’d like a go and I blustered that I was straight and had never so much as touched another man, let alone sucked one off. He laughed and said he’d meant a go at being sucked by the girl. Luckily it was dark so he couldn’t see how red I’d turned. Then he said anyway, one blow job’s much like another. He asked me if my wife gave me blow jobs. I told him she did. He said: lucky man. I felt oddly guilty because she didn’t anymore and I found myself telling him that she used to but hadn’t for some time. He asked how long and I laughed and said probably about ten years! He nodded towards the screen again and made a comment about the size of the black guy’s dick. I looked and it was rather impressive, so I nodded. I found I was very hard again and had to change position to make myself comfortable. “Undo a button”, he said, “everybody does”. I reddened again. Then he slowly edged off his seat and knelt down on the floor in front of me. He undid my jeans button and tried to pull down my fly. I was petrified, but didn’t try to stop him. He was having trouble with my fly and I moved in the seat to give him better access. He undid the zip then pulled my trousers and pants down to my ankles. I tried to protest but he shook his head and said don’t worry, nobody minds. Then he began sucking me. I only lasted about a minute than I came in his mouth. I was very embarrassed and tried to apologise, but he told me not to bother.

He got up and sat down on the seat next to me. He asked me if I’d enjoyed it, I mumbled yes. He told me I had a nice cock. I thanked him. He asked me if I liked poppers. I’d never heard of them! He got out a little bottle and took a sniff. He asked me if I wanted to try. I took a small sniff – it reminded me of something but I wasn’t sure what. Some sweets from when I was little I think. He laughed and told me to take a big sniff. I did. I felt a little bit dizzy. He laughed and said: “good, isn’t it?”. I nodded and took another sniff. He took the bottle back and told me not to overdo it. He started playing with my dick again, which felt nice. He stopped and pulled off his trousers. I must have looked a bit worried, because he made some comment about feeling uncomfortable. He was now playing with me with one hand and himself with the other. He had a fair sized erection and I couldn’t help staring at it. He said “you can touch it if you like”. I reached down tentatively and for the first time in my life I touched another man. I was a bit uncertain and he took my hand and guided it to do it as he wanted. He was now very hard and he whispered “how about a little suck?” I wasn’t sure but he took the poppers again and put them under my nose. I had another sniff then I thought what the hell and knelt on the floor. For a moment or two I just sat looking at it. Then I felt his hand on the back of my head and as he pushed me down I opened my mouth and he was inside. For the next ten minutes or so I gave him what must have been the most amateurish blow job known to man. His hand stroked my back, gradually making its way to my bum. I felt his finger between my cheeks and was going to protest but his other hand was on my head and I had my mouth full. He began fingering my bum and, after the initial shock, I found I liked the sensation and sort of pushed back against his finger. He took this as some kind of signal and tried to work his finger in further, with a second finger alongside. It hurt a little and I pulled my head away. I said something like “I’m not sure”. He said don’t worry and gave me another snort of the poppers, taking his hand away from my bum. I carried on sucking, then I felt his hand return, this time with something cold that he was massaging into my bum. It didn’t hurt anymore and he began massaging easier, first with one finger, then with two. The sensation was far from unpleasant. He put a third finger in, but it felt a bit tight and I pulled away. He told me to stand up. I did. He stood behind me. There was very little room. He gently bent me over the seats. I didn’t try to stop him, although I knew what he intended to do. I felt his fingers on my bum again and after a few moments more massaged they were replaced by his dick. Gradually he rocked backwards and forwards, each time edging ever so slightly further forward. The sensation was good and I thought, rather naively, that he was right inside me. I pushed back wanting more and as he felt this he pushed forward, entering me in one go. The pain shot through me and I cried out slightly. He pulled out then pushed back more gently. And gradually the pain eased and I relaxed and let him fuck me.

Since he started my eyes had been tightly closed. I opened them to see the film, only to find the old Asian guy from the front row standing in front of me wanking his cock. The guy behind leant over me and put the poppers bottle to my nose again. I took a huge snort and began to feel rather woozy. The Asian guy was inches from my mouth, but I wasn’t going to do anything. The guy behind seemed to increase his pace slightly, which hurt a little more. The Asian guy was clearly on the short strokes. The guy fucking me leant over again and began to put his fingers in my mouth. As I sucked his fingers he used them to open my mouth and before I knew what was happening the Asian guy sprayed cum on my face and into my mouth. Then I felt the man tense and felt him pumping his cum into me. And a few moments later it was all over. I pulled my trousers up and made my way to the toilet. I cleaned up as best I could and left.

That was the first time at just about everything for me but hasn’t been the last. Every few months I get the urge and return to Taboo, or the Empire in Huddersfield, and suck another cock. Strange how one develops a taste for it.