Glory Hole virgin
Just another date?
So she asked me out on a date. We have know each other for a while and been out socially together as friends and in groups. Just friends having fun. Then the other day she asked me out on a date. Just like that.
"Would you like to go out on a date with me on Friday?"
I was surprised but keen. She is a very tidy lady. Beautiful round arse, muscular legs, which she shows off in short pleated skirts every chance she gets. Always beautifully dressed, whether it is in leggings and tank top going for a run or in the office looking professional or just at the pub with our friends. I have always admired her body and have not hidden the fact from her that I find her very attractive.
"I'd love to. Where were you thinking?" I asked
She smiled at me and said, "It's a surprise"
"I like surprises" I said.
A big grin, "I hope so, I think it will be fun."
So Friday comes around and she picks me up. She is wearing a knee length pleated skirt, emerald green and soft to the touch, bamboo fabric maybe? A cream coloured top, tight across her chest. Her boobs are firm but not large so she often doesn't wear a bra. When she needs to be modest she wears a jacket or vest over her other tops, tonight she has a jacket but it is small and serves more to highlight her boobs rather than obscure them. To top it all off has has on a pair of black "fuck me " boots. She looks fantastic and I tell her so.
As we drive off, I can't help but take advantage of her gear shifting to admire her legs, her skirt riding up slightly as she works the clutch. She notices me looking and reaches down to glide her skirt a little higher, exposing more of her thighs. I ask where we are going and she replies,
"I said, it is a surprise, it would spoil it if I told you. I'm looking forward to it actually. It is somewhere I have wanted to go for a while and haven't found the courage to go on my own so I thought you might like to join me. We have know each other for a while and I think I know you fairly well. We'll see I guess!"
I started to think of what sort of thing she would need courage to do and what would be better with someone else along.
"Roller coaster ride?" I said "Sky diving? Swimming with sharks"
She laughed, "No, no and no and stop guessing. I am not going to tell you I want it to be a surprise and I am a bit nervous to be honest and so I don't want to talk about it, I just want to do it. O.K?"
I grinned at her and held up my hands in supplication, "Alright I won't ask any more questions. I'll just sit here and admire the view until we get there." and with that I very deliberately resumed staring at her legs.
"Well, take it all in because we are nearly there" She pulled into a side street and there was a row of shops all lit up for the evening trade. There was a cafe next to a laundromat. We slowed down past a bank and a charity shop and drove nearly to the end where there was a massage parlour and a tattoo shop. Between these last two was a door, but the light was not on and as she turned the car in to park I didn't see what was on the door.
She turned off the engine and took out the key but didn't move to get out of the car.
"I didn't realize how nervous I was until we stopped, but now we are here I feel excited and yet nervous as well." She kept her eyes on mine, playing with the keys in her hands. What was it that she was nervous about? A massage with a friend? was she thinking of getting a tattoo and wanted me along to hold her hand?
"What is there to be nervous about? This was your idea and I am glad you asked me to share it with you but, a tattoo? Is that all?"
I had guessed and guessed wrong. "Come on", she laughed. "Let's go before you think we are getting a massage as well."
With that she got out of the car and I followed. I walked behind her so I could watch her skirt swing across her legs and she reached behind and grabbed my hand, pulling me in line with her. "Come on you perv."
We stepped onto the pavement and she walked us to the door between the wrong guess of mine and the massage place. It was a glass door with yellow screen printed coverings. She opened it and we walked through and up a long set of stairs. In the walls were alcoves, each one had a manikin, dressed in lingerie. As we walked further up some of the alcoves also had sex toys on glass shelves. She was looking straight ahead but I could feel her eyes looking sideways at me trying to gauge my reaction.
"It's a sex shop! You were nervous about going to a sex shop and wanted me to come with you" I squeezed her hand and leant over to kiss her on the cheek. "What would you like to buy?"
Smiling all the time she opened the door at the top of the stairs and ushered me into the shop. I have been in lots of sex shops and this one was like nothing I have ever seen. For a start, there were lounge chairs and a bar. The usual merchandise was there but in very small quantities. Instead of rows and rows of dildos there was a cabinet and it had three different harnesses and maybe a dozen or so dildo attachments. There were no magazines on shelves. There were about 20 people in the shop most sitting and drinking. There were magazines on the tables and some of the customers? members? (why did I think this was a club and not just a sex shop?), were reading and flicking through them. She asked if I would like a drink and nodded and smiled as she walked to the bar. I have always loved watching her walk. The way her skirts glide across her thighs can be mesmerizing. She came back with two Bacardi and cokes for us. Giving me one, she took my hand and said,
"Would you like to look around?"
As we walked to the nearest cabinet I asked, "What is this place, it is amazing!"
"It is a club I heard about a year ago. I joined up back then, but have never been. The girl who told me about it wasn't a member and so couldn't bring me"
We had reached a shelf with butt plugs on it. Various sizes, lots of stainless steel and some with tails and gems.
"I wonder what you would look like with a tail?" Then I thought, "Hang on, I'm not a member either. Do I have to join or something?"
She pulled me closer and kissed me on the lips, "You are a member now, I just signed you up. Your first drink is $100, which covers a years membership. All drinks after that are $1. What do you think? In this skirt by the way, I'd look great with a tail"
I looked at the drink in my hand. "$100! That's quite a first date. How do you know I'll stay or even come back?"
She put her drink down on the shelf and picked up the butt plug with the tail and drew it through her hands, obviously enjoying the sensation of feeling the fur run across her skin.
"A number of reasons i suppose. First as I said earlier, I think I know you pretty well and you're adventurous and always up for fun. Secondly, you are a pervert and I mean that as a compliment, you have a kinky side I think. You have alluded to all sorts of kinky things in your clumsy attempts at flirting with me over the years. And lastly you have had a hard-on since I gave you your drink and haven't taken your eye of this tailed butt plug since I picked it up." With saying that she flicked it across my face and put it back on the shelf and retrieved her drink.
"Well you are right on all counts of course, but normally it takes a few dates to work up to that sort of admission. I mean you don't ask someone on a first date and over entrees say, Oh by the way I'm into anal. How about you?" I took a sip of my drink, only to spray half it onto the floor when she said, "I love anal, do you like giving, receiving or both?"
A bartender came over with a fresh drink and a cloth to clean up my spill. Smilingly took my glass and went back to the bar without saying a word. All this gave me some time to process the pace of the date. My hard-on was fully obvious now, not that anyone seemed to care. Glancing around it became obvious that the members had probably seen any number of new members coming to terms with the club and the open sexuality of the place and as I thought about it more I came to think that it was actually quite refreshing to be so open about sex and so I led her to a couch and we sat down.
"Well, I enjoy giving, although this may be more a case of opportunity rather than preference I suppose. I haven't had many girlfriends who have been open to pegging and so I don't have much experience of the receiving part. I do own a butt plug which I use sometimes on myself when I masturbate. Does that count as receiving?" I took a drink to hide my nervousness. How was this going to play out? Was she teasing me? How far did she want to go here? Why did she bring me to the club?
She moved so that her legs were across my lap. I noticed that a number of members also couldn't help admiring her legs as she did this and one guy even pointed them out to his lady. Said lady turned and unabashedly ran her eyes up and down the length of my Dates body and when she knew she was looking, smiled and raised her glass as if to say cheers and had a sip. My Date smiled and raised her glass in return, sipping in acknowledgment of the compliment. Turning back to me, she held my gaze for a while before having another rather larger sip and then lowering her glass began talking.
"You know, I've talked to a number of women who think that if they peg their guy, that it will make him gay, or if he wants to be pegged then he is Bi or gay sub or something and so it turns them off the idea. I have always tried to say that it is just sexual exploration. Some of them have then gone away and came back to me to say that they tried some sort of anal play with their partner and found that they liked it. Then they ask me about pegging and how it works and stuff. Some of course just don't get it and never get to experience the pleasure of taking a guy from behind with a dildo. Their loos I reckon. It is funny to think that in my group of girlfriends I have become the goto for sexual advice. I like to think that there a lot of really happy guys out there who are getting pegged because of me."
"Yes I think that self anal penetration counts as receiving, but only just. To be properly receiving I think there needs to be a giver that isn't yourself. I wouldn't mind pegging you if you like. Myself, I'm not sure if I like giving or receiving more. Being taken from behind up the arse is definitely one of my favourite things, but then there is something so primal to me about taking a guy from behind and thrusting into him, feeling his cock slap up and down, feeling his balls hit against my pussy as I pound into him. It's different pegging a girl of course."
She said all this so naturally and without apparent concern that I had to look around and see if anyone was shocked or something about how candid our conversation had become. Nothing at all, except the lady admirer and her partner seemed to be talking a little more interest. Not that it bothered me. I had my hand on her thighs and was gentle caressing her and enjoying the feeling of how hard I was, hearing her talk about pegging and offering to peg me!
"One of the things my girlfriend told me about this place is that it is somewhere that couples can go to explore their sexuality in an environment that supports kinks without judgment. Somewhere to be who you want to be, or even find out who you want to be maybe. I have always been kinky and have no problem with that, but sometimes you know, you go on a date and can spend so long trying to suss out what may or may not be accepted by your date. I thought that this place might be a good place to bring a date and be able to explore what we like fully in an open environment where it might seem more normal to have that kind of conversation without raising eyebrows."
As I was listening to her talk I was aware of more and more of our surroundings and that there was some movement of people. The people who were at the chairs and bar would occasionally go off and browse the shelves and take a couple of items maybe of an outfit from a rack and then go to the back of the lounge where there were some doors that I hadn't noticed before. They would enter and an engaged symbol would light up and either a blue or green light as well. I couldn't work those out (but someone explained them later)
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