Chapter 7
It only took five minutes to drive over to the swinger’s club. “Fairies+Cupids” I’ve never heard of this place before,” Gwen announced curiously as we were about to enter the club.
“It’s a special place honey! It is a place where you can take a time out from being married and have fun with someone else,” I told Gwen while Willow was signing them in as our guests.
“Would you like that sweetie? Would you like a chance to have fun with someone like Paul instead of me for one night?” I asked.
“I-I-I would love a chance to do that,” Paul joined the conversation. “Really? You would like to spend an evening with me?” Gwen gasped. “More than anything! More than you could imagine,” Paul muttered just as Willow rejoined us.
“Would that be okay with you Hunny?” Paul asked Willow with the excitement of a child on his face. “Of course it will be okay! Jack and I will make do and have some fun of our own,” Willow answered with a sweet smile on her face.
Gwen looked sort of panicked for a moment. “Are you sure this won’t be a problem?” Gwen asked softly. “No sweetie, I think this is a perfect opportunity for you to let your hair down with someone you really connect with,” I answered.
I noticed that Paul placed his hand on Gwen’s lovely round ass while they slowly made their way through the club. I heard Gwen gasp softly when she looked up and saw two couples fucking their brains out in the cages above the dance floor.
I saw her cover her mouth as they passed the play room where the free for all gang bang sex takes place. “Let me show you to the private rooms where you can be alone,” I suggested when Willow and I caught up with them.
Gwen looked sexy as hell in her red sequined scooped red dress and red fuck me heels. She had an arm around Paul’s waist and he was openly groping her ass like there is no tomorrow.
Gwen is moaning and giggling like a teen, it is obvious that the ecstasy has taken effect for her. She has never been like this for me in five years of marriage. Openly, she is encouraging Paul to grope on her.
We were almost to the private rooms when we ran into Gary and Ivy from Wednesday. “Give us a minute, we need to get our spouses settled in and naked,” Willow told the couple.
We took Gwen and Paul to a public room. We told them that other people might come in to use the other beds but to just ignore them. They had no idea that the massive mirror on the wall was really one way glass where people can peer into the room from the hallway.
“Gawd, I’ve wanted to be with you forever,” Paul grumbled as soon as the door was closed and they thought they had privacy.
“I have always adored you Paul! I never dreamed that you would want me like this,” Gwen answered.
“My dick gets hard every time I gaze at your gorgeous breasts,” Paul confided.
“Then, have your way with them,” Gwen purred while she unzipped her dress and let it fall off to the floor.
“Damn, look at those hooters,” Gary sighed in amazed appreciation. “Yeah? Those are the tits that she has never let me play with in over 5 years,” I muttered. “Evidently, my brother has some charm that I don’t” I added tersely.
“I want to fuck you in a cage over the dance floor,” I told Ivy as I turned to face her. “And I want you to fuck me in the other cage,” Willow told Gary as she hooked her arm around his.
As luck would have it, both cages were unoccupied when we went to the edge of the dance floor. There was a table for us to leave our clothes. I climbed into one cage with Ivy while Willow climbed into the other one with Gary.
We were lifted to about 12 feet above the dance floor and the cages were then moved on a rail so we were hanging directly over the center dance floor. As soon as the cage came to rest, I sat down and told Ivy to straddle my face.
“YEAH BUDDY! EAT THAT STRAWBERRY SNATCH,” A man called out from beneath us referring to her ginger muff of hair over her juicy wet gash. “Oh fuck that feels good,” Ivy moaned softly.
My cock was hard as an iron crowbar knowing there is a crowd below me watching me eat this sexy petite little redhead. When I glance over at the other cage, Willow is on her knees sucking Gary’s cock like a pro. I feel my heart swell as I gaze at my stunningly beautiful mistress.
I wait till I have Ivy thighs quivering uncontrollably and then turn her to face out at the crowd below. Slowly, I dip at my knees and shove up into her drenched slit till I am buried to the balls in her insanely tight vagina.
“Hold on tight darling! I’m gunning fuck you like I paid a thousand dollars for the pleasure,” I growled as I pulled back and rammed back in. “Oh yes! Fuck me like a whore,” she cried out loud enough for the crowd to hear.
Umph, Umph, Umph, Umph. I grunted loudly each time I slammed into Ivy’s incredibly tight vagina. I reach around and mauled on her lovely little cone shaped tits while I plundered her sex canal like a maniac on a mission.
“It’s so good Jack! It’s Sooooooo good,” Ivy bellowed while I twisted and pulled on her spiked nipples. “CUM IN MY FUCKING CUNT,” she growled in a voice that sounded like she was possessed by a demon.
I pulled Ivy tight against my body and erupted into climax.
“OH MY GAAAAWWWWD,” Ivy screamed while I pulled on her nipples while she jerked violently against me.
Her bare ass cheeks felt marvelous against my lower belly while I pumped wad after thick wad for spunk deep into her incredibly tight clenching vagina.
“Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, Oooooooh Fuck,” Gary cried out as he emptied his balls into Willow in the cage next to us.
I felt a sting of jealousness as I gazed over.
But then realized that I was still impaled into Ivy’s tight little cunt.
“I think next time I am going to want to fuck you on a bed,” I told Ivy while I kissed her cheek.
“That was so fucking hot,” Willow called out as she jumped out of the cage once we were back on the floor. “Next time, I want it to be you and me in that cage together,” I answered as I pulled Willow into my arms to kiss her.
That’s the hottest sex we’ve ever had,” Gary announced while he and Ivy were getting dressed. “We’ll have to get together at home one of these days.” I suggested. Before we parted ways, I took Gary’s cell number and gave him mine.
There was a crowd looking into the room where Gwen and Paul were. “Those two have been going at it nonstop for two hours,” one of the people in the crowd announced when I moved into position to see into the room.
“Oh Paul! You fucking gorgeous stud! No one has ever fucked me like this before,” Gwen was ranting. I felt my stomach clench into a ball as she said that. I have tried for five years to be her stud and she has pushed me away like sex was a criminal offence.
I opened the door and called out to them. “We should probably go home now,” I called out angrily. I am really pissed that in one night Gwen gave my brother the passion that she has denied me for five years.
“You seem angry Jack,” Willow said softly next to my ear. “I tried for five years for Gwen to have me that way,” I told Willow. She has pushed me away like a leper every time.
“Well, you have to remember that we gave her some ecstasy. She might have been like that for you if you had ever tried that,” Willow suggested. “It’s more than that! She told me the other day that Paul is the more mature of the two of us. She told me she admires how grounded he is,” I told her.
“She told him earlier that she adored him, Willow! She never has said that to me in 5 years of marriage,” I pointed out. “I think our plan worked out better than I ever imagined. When you get tired of being with an old washed up English major like me, I will end up all alone,” I told Willow.
Gwen had a panicked sort of expression on her face when she and Paul came out of the room fully dressed. “There are speakers in the rooms. I heard everything you said,” I growled.
I turned and hurried away. I should be happy about this turn of events. But it hurts deeply that I tried desperately for five years to have Gwen act like she did with Paul tonight and failed at every turn.
“Wait Jack! Wait for me,” Gwen hollered from behind me. With my long legs and long strides, it took her running until she caught up to me in the parking lot. “Please don’t be like this Jack! This was your idea,” Gwen panted when she caught up to me.
“I heard everything you said Gwen. You said things to Paul tonight and did things with him that you have never done with me in five years of marriage,” I shouted.
“Not once have your ever called me a stud and begged me to fuck you. Most of the time you make me settle for a hand job instead of allowing me to make love to you,” I hissed. “We have been married for five years and not ONCE have you ever told me that you adored me,” I yelled.
Gwen’s mouth was hanging wide open like she wanted to say something but no words would come out. “I think it’s obvious that you married the wrong brother. I am the one who is immature and ungrounded,” I hissed.
“You should go home with Paul tonight. I don’t want you in my house this weekend,” I hollered. Then I climbed into my Hummer and left Gwen standing in the parking lot.
It is ironic that this has happened. I was hoping that Paul and Gwen would connect. And yet it hurts so fucking bad that he could open her up like that when I could never do it in 5 years.
As I drive home, I feel like an absolute failure as a husband and as a man. Some romance writer I am when I couldn’t even make my wife happy all these years. My little brother opened her up like prince charming in less than a couple of hours.