This is a true story of my sexual awakening, my name is Helen, I am a 39 year old nurse married with 2 grown up children and a rather boring sex life. Anyway, this is how I became who I am now. One weekend some 2 year ago, my husband was away with our best friends and neighbours husband at some international football competition, and Karen his wife, had invited me over for a drink on the Friday night. I duly went round at about 8ish, to be invited to sit at the coffee table whilst Karen got me a glass of wine. On the cofee table were 2 copies of a well known mens soft porn magazine, to which we also buy. The 2 copies had pieces of paper sticking out of them marking certain pages. I thought nothing of it until Karen came in with the wine and said, “those magazines, with the marked pages”. “Yes I said, curiously?” “Open them “ Karen said. I did and then remembered posing and writing in about my sexual fantasies. I had posed stripping out of my Anne Summers maid outfit and writing about the fantasy of sharing my body with others. Karen had recognised me in both magazines and was suitable impressed with my honesty. She said that she had posed for the same magazine and had requested to make her own soft porn film. The next thing was the television being switched on and a DVD playing which stared Karen with 2 men on a sofa, neither of which were her husband. She explained he was watching from behind the camera. In the film, Karen was dressed to kill and was fondling the 2 men and undoing their respective flies to release their cocks. She did no more than bend over to suck one whilst the other guy gently pulled her panties down her stocking clad legs and enter from behind. Needless to say she was soon stripped for action and enjoyed both men swapping ends for the next 20 minutes. I was completely spell bound, when Karen asked what did I think? And did I want to do the same? By this time my mind was in a whirl, and just answered yes but how? “Well” Karen said, “why don't you come to our club tomorrow night, and we shall see.” “What sort of club” I asked innocently. “Don't be silly” she said “a swapping club of course, me and Dave have been going for years” Before I knew what I was saying I had agreed . “Right then” Karen said “come round at 8pm and wear your sexiest outfit” I went home all of a dither, had I just agreed to take part in my sexual fantasy? I texted my husband and told (we never keep secrets) his text reply was that he knew all along and told me to enjoy myself and tell him all about the encounter when he returned. I could not sleep that night, well without the help of my trusty vibrator. Saturday came around, into town I went to by new underwear, stockings and make up. That evening I had a nice long bath to try and relax, got dressed and went round to Karen's. On reaching the door, I hesitated before knocking, was I doing the right thing? Anyway I knocked the door, Karen answered, opened the door and was standing in the hallway dressed in a black see through wrap and nothing else!! I went in to the lounge where a glass of wine was waiting for me and another DVD was playing. This time to my amazement it was Karen with another girl, giving each other pleasure in a way only a woman knows how. “Oh” she said “I also made a girl on girl film just for Dave” “Now” she said before I could sit down lets see what you wearing, and with that slid the zipper down my back and slipped the black cocktail dress off my shoulders. “Put your glass down” she requested. Without hesitation I put it down onto the coffee table as my dress was ceremoniously removed laving me standing in my new black underwear. Then Karen kissed the back of my neck, then down my spine, this sent tingles down my spine and made me quiver. Then before I had chance to recover my bra was being undone, and hands where sliding smoothly over my breasts. My bra hit the floor and I turned to be met with a naked Karen who slid her hands down to my see-through lace panties (I hate g strings) and slid them down over my stocking clad legs, laving just my suspender belt on. I opened my legs to feel Karen teasing my pussy lips apart, then sliding her fingers gently around my lips. I lay back on the couch and Karen introduced me to oral sex with a woman, what an eye opener I lost count with how many organisms I had, so much so that we ended up in the '69' position. After what seemed like ages, Karen got up and said that the taxi would be here soon so we had better get dressed. One thing though she said, “there is a kind of dress code at the club, depending on what you want depends on what stockings you wear”. Puzzled I asked “what do you mean” “Black, means you are a willing performer, plain tops mean one man only, lace tops mean more than one man and seamed means anything goes”. “What do you wear” I asked? “Seamed every time” she laughed, “do you want a pair of mine, as your plain black does rather limit you” What could I say “yes please”. So I changed my stockings for a pair of seamed ones, not really knowing hat to expect. I put my dress back on as Karen came back in the room wearing a red cocktail dress. She noticed that I had not put my bra or panties back on under my dress and stated that I should put them on as it would make for a better evening. This I did. The taxi arrived and transported us to the club in the city near where we lived. We paid the fare and went up the stairs to the front door. My heart was pounding as Karen opened the door and ushered me inside. There we were greeted by a receptionist, who was wearing a similar maids outfit to the one I had been photographed in, her breasts and neatly shaved pussy clearly visible through the transparent material. She checked us in and took our coats, Karen smiled and I was told to follow her lead. Inside the club was a dance floor, large screens showing erotic films, a pool table and various seats around the room. I followed Karen to the bar and was given a glass of wine, to steady my pounding heart. On the dance floor couples I various states of undress were dancing and caressing each other. I was by now getting very excited and also very nervous at was going to happen. I needn't of worried, as Karen led me over to the pool table where we sat on a comfortable sofa watching 2 guys play pool. I was intrigued by 2 podiums at either side of the sofa, and asked Karen what were they for? She responded that they were for ladies to stand on while the men played pool. Why? I wondered, and also there seemed to be camera's pointing at them. With this Karen got up and went over to the 2 men playing pool and was in conversation with them. She came back and suggested I got on one podium while she got on the other, explaining that the 2 men would play a game of pool with forfeits and we were the forfeits, i.e. we were to lose an item of clothing as a ball was potted and the men would lose an item if they missed. Without hesitation I climbed onto the podium and noticed out of the corner of my eye that I was the star on one of the large screen TV’s in the room. This I was going to enjoy. The game started, and straight away Karen’s player potted a ball, like a professional stripper Karen undid her dress and seductively let it fall to the floor. The shot my player missed, so off came his shirt, then the other player missed and his shirt came off. My played then missed again, so his trousers were lost. Karen’s player potted again and again so she was down to her shoes and stockings. I thought this is not fair as I was still dressed, then he potted, oh joy as I reached behind and undid my zip, letting my dress slowly fall to the floor, please pot again I prayed, but to no avail, the guys just kept missing. Soon they were naked, Karen’s player then potted again, as she no more clothes on, it was forfeit time, she climbed off the podium and gave the guy the best oral I have ever seen. I was getting more and more frustrated with my player, please pot some more balls I whispered. And joy he did 3 in a row, now I was standing on the podium in just my black seamed stockings, was I to give oral too? No Karen invited me to lay on the pool table and I was subjected to both men and Karen kissing and licking my naked body. I was climaxing ten to the dozen, desperate for someone to f**k me. As the cameras recorded my legs were separated and I felt the warm sensation of a c**k sliding up my very wet c**t. as I turned to one side I was able to wrap my mouth around another c**k, I was being screwed at each end, oh joy. After what seemed like forever the guys came all over me and Karen suggested we hit the showers. The showers were of course mixed, as we entered a man was standing under the water reviving himself. Karen led me over by the hand and we stood under the warm water still clad in our shoes and stockings. As I opened my eyes from the water, there was Karen giving the chap a blow job there in the showers. From then on the evening got more and more interesting, I was filmed having sex with many men and 3 other ladies, all filmed as that was he theme for the night. As Karen and I put our dresses on to go home, the underwear was taken by others as souvenirs, we were presented with DVD’s of the night’s entertainment. I don’t know what time it was when we walked through the city looking for a taxi but I was on a sexual high and suggested to Karen we took our dresses off and just walked with our coats on over our stockings. Giggling we both stripped off our dresses and walked through the city with our coats open revealing our bodies. Unfortunately the city was virtually deserted, still it did feel good. We even got a free taxi ride home, riding naked in the back of the cab. That was my first experience of a swingers club, we are now members and regularly hold parties at our house or Karen’s house for like minded couples to enjoy the benefits of free sex.