Happy Snappy clubbing private room
Names have been changed, but otherwise this is based on a true account of an afternoon in August 2025.
This follows on from our story, Happy & Snappy Clubbing Sauna.
Mrs Happy had been enjoying the attention of five men in the sauna of the club. After 45 minutes in the sauna and being fucked doggy style by two very large cocks, Mrs Happy decided she needed a few minutes to recover. We put our swim wear back on and went to sit in the hot, bubbling Jacuzzi. The five men in the sauna and two that were watching through the window, also drifted away – presumably they needed some time to recover too. It had been a very hot session in more ways than one.
Now we relaxed in the warm water of the Jacuzzi, which we oddly had to ourselves for a few minutes. I couldn't resist having a feel of her boobs as we sat, bubbles around our shoulders whilst we kissed passionately. I asked Mrs Happy what Clive had been like. I knew it wasn't the first massive black cock she'd had, but it was the first time I'd witnessed it personally. She's always said it was more about how you use a tool rather than having the biggest tool, but she still surprised me when she said that he was just OK, but she'd had bigger and she'd definitely had better – including me.
Mrs Happy then said, “The second guy, Brad, with the beard – he was much better. He at least made me orgasm.” We kissed some more and I slid my fingers into her bikini bottoms to rub her clit. I don't know if it was the moment; or the warm water; or her thinking about what she’d just done, but in no time, there were the tell tale signs of an orgasm building as she started to pant, buck the hips and then a big smile and another kiss.
Clive approached the hot tub and threw his towel to the floor, showing he still had a big erection (I suspect he'd been in one of the side rooms, watching porn again and giving it a good tug to bring it back to attention). He climbed into the hot water, making sure that Mrs Happy got a good eyeful of his stiff rod. He sat to the right of Mrs Happy. She responded by turning to me and launching into another intense snog. Mrs Happy is not impressed by a puppy- dog following her around, regardless of the size of his toolbox. Another two men joined us in the Jacuzzi. Apart from polite smiles and the odd word, they were not engaging.
We then noticed another couple appear by the pool. The man and woman were both stark naked as they climbed into the pool. They were ignoring the other men that were now starting to emerge around the pool again: maybe not what they were there for. We recognised that he was the guy we'd met earlier in the changing room. He'd just dressed as we arrived, but he made a point of telling us that he'd return once he had grabbed some food. Whilst out grabbing food, it looked like he'd grabbed a woman too. She was about 50, pale skinned and curvy with very large boobs, that bobbed up and down as they moved around the pool. A previous time at this club, Mrs Happy and I had made love in that pool whilst she was seven months pregnant. Since the Jacuzzi was starting to get a little crowded, we decided to move to the pool and rekindle fond memories.
Mrs Happy is never one for the cold. Some like it hot and Mrs Happy is definitely in that club. Standing at the edge of the pool, she dipped in a toe and jerked her foot away very quickly. “Ooh, that's cold", she called out. To our surprise, the woman in the pool encouraged us in, saying it was good once you were in the water, with a big smile. As Mrs Happy suggested we go upstairs to a private room, the woman in the pool again encouraged us to join them. However, Mrs Happy was more interested in warm comfort than pussy at that point and so off upstairs we went. We first looked into the dungeon but were disappointed by the lack of stirrups. Not excited by too much, we moved to the next room. This was a private red room, dominated by the large wipe- clean red bed and a TV on the wall, playing porn. The room was empty so we went in, locking the door behind us, so that we wouldn't be disturbed – not yet.
We both stripped and lay on the mattress, cuddling and kissing. I asked Mrs Happy for her thoughts from the sauna. She smiled and simply said “Yeah, fun".
I asked, “What about Clive, and that big fat cock?”
Her reply surprised me, “It wasn't his cock that made me cum.”
“So, you preferred Brad and his thinner but slightly longer banana?” I asked.
Mrs Happy smiled. “Was his penis longer than Clive's?” she queried, “That's interesting.” Her eyes widened. We resumed passionate snogging. It was at this point that I noticed that at some stage Mrs Happy must have opened the curtains as there were now faces peering through the window into the room. We decided to give them a show to warm them up.
I lay on my back. Mrs Happy worked down my chest, periodically kissing my bare skin, across my stomach and then her mouth clasped around my erection. She worked her magic as I bucked, wriggled and moaned. Sensing I was nearing climax, she switched position, not wanting me to cum ... not yet, anyway. As I continued to lie on my back, Mrs Happy climbed on top. She made a point of showing the audience at the window my naked cock before impaling her pussy on it. I was the only one there that was allowed to fuck her bare back.
Mrs Happy got into her stride as she rode me like she was on a bucking bronco. Her wonderful tits were swinging from side to side, backwards and forwards. When a nipple came close enough, I would grab it with my mouth and give a quick suck resulting in a very satisfying groan from Mrs Happy. The pace quickened. My hips pushed up as Mrs Happy pushed down. I was now getting inside her as deep as I could. We were both panting, both moaning. In no time we were both climaxing and I pumped my cum deep inside her as her vagina walls milked me for every drop. I got that look from Mrs Happy that told me she was very satisfied and now ready to get on with our audience. Climbing down of the bed, she reached over to the door, flicked the lock open and gave the door a nudge.
The doorway was soon filled with naked male bodies.
Mrs Happy lay on her back, legs spread, pussy facing the open (but crammed) door. A little cum mixed with Happy juice, started to seep from the very wet pussy. Andy found himself in the right position at the right time and happily went down to taste the juicy, glistening, inviting, bare, smooth, red pussy lips. He was clearly getting his tongue into the right places as Mrs happy groaned. I lay next to my wife playing with my cock which soon hardened again with all of the excitement.
Andy stood up and stepped back, juices covering his chin and a big smile on his face.
“The best juice you'll taste,” I suggested. Andy licked his lips and agreed.
Another man took his place. I've no idea of his name. We hadn't seen him in the sauna. He was a white guy, about 50, average height, average build, average cock. Mr Average already had a condom over his stiff member so I signalled for him to take position. A few thrusts and Mr Average was done, the excitement too much for him and he pulled out, leaving Mrs Happy a little bewildered and very unsatisfied. As he pulled off the used condom, I could see Mr Average had produced a very below average, thin load.
I whispered in my wife’s ear, “Looks like Clive is having a another go next. You ok with that?”
She whispered back, “Hopefully I orgasm this time.”
Mrs Happy changed position, ready to receive doggy style at the edge of the bed. Clive seemed to be having a problem getting enough blood to pump up his huge phallus. Whilst he tugged at it, readying to put a rubber coat over it, Brad gently pushed Clive to one side. His long banana was ready for action again. His condom clad cock slipped easily into Mrs Happy. I whispered in her ear, “Brad's banana, first.” She smiled. I lay on my back, head beneath hers, so that I could kiss her whilst she got another good fucking, doggy style. They rocked back and forth but without the high energy levels of the earlier sauna. After a couple of minutes, Brad could take no more and another condom was filled with salty cream. Impressive that he’d been able to reload so quickly.
Mrs Happy groaned with pleasure and collapsed onto her back, lying with legs over the edge of the bed, parted wide at the knees. Clive was still fumbling with the condom, so I suggested that Mrs Happy was waiting to see what he could do with his tongue first. He willingly obliged and got down on his knees. Clive licked and flicked his tongue around the juicy pussy and soon had Mrs Happy enjoying another orgasm.
When the broad fella stood, his massive black cock had responded and he soon had it covered with condom. He thrust into Mrs Happy and started to pump away, her legs spread wide, feet over Clive's shoulders, and knees pushed back towards her shoulders to maximise access. It was hard, deep thrusts, just the way Mrs Happy likes it. He then leaned forwards and kissed my wife’s boobs as they gently bobbed between her knees, with the swaying of her body. Feeling more emboldened, he then leaned a little further and tried to kiss Mrs Happy on the mouth. On this occasion she didn't want to kiss and felt Clive was starting to over-step the mark. Mrs Happy likes a dominant man, but this time she wanted to be in control so turned her head to the side facing me so that we could kiss whilst the big man pounded her. Clive kissed her ears, neck and cheek then went back to focusing on the thrusting with his hips. A minute later and Clive ran out of energy and pulled away. He started to finger the wet pussy instead. Soon a second man had appeared in the doorway. His elderly white hand reached in to caress the inviting lips and clit. Between them, their fingers were working magic.
Mrs Happy writhed in waves of pleasure. Her groans grew louder, her breath shortened to panting and hips began to buck, rising and falling. Another orgasm was racing through her body. She then called out to the guys that she needed to pee. Instead of making them back off it intensified their finger action with both agreeing that they would love her to pee on their fingers. Sure enough, Mrs Happy obliged with a new warm wetness covering their fingers.
Deciding enough was enough and with a small puddle to mop up, we thanked the gents. Mrs Happy stood up and leant over the bed to grab the roll of paper wipes and cleaner. As she did so, Clive was stood behind her in the doorway. He leant over Mrs Happy to lend a hand with the cleaning. All the time his now naked cock was rubbing against Mrs Happy’s arse. She took her time cleaning, moving backwards and forwards along the side of the bed, occasionally grinding into Clive’s groin. I could see his cock was growing and elevating once more. I'm sure he would have loved to thrust his naked cock back into Mrs Happy's pussy (or maybe another hole). I could see from the look on her face, that she rather hoped that he would. I kept quiet, waiting to see where this was going. Mrs Happy then decided that she really needed a big wee and didn't fancy cleaning up again, so she grabbed her swimsuit and towel and dashed to the nearby toilet.
As we changed back into our normal clothes, Clive also came into the changing room, clearly deciding that nothing was going to top that session for today. He made sure to give Mrs Happy his number before we left. So far she's not messaged him. Do you think she should?
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