A copy of our diary.
To keep the story from getting too long, I'll skip the intro on the way to that first time. By the way, it was very exciting.
The rest of that evening, which completely changed our lives, will also be omitted.
To comply with her wish to become a cuckoldress and/or hot wife, I searched the internet. I proposed one club, named Kasteel (Castle) Waterloo (see also in EnglishSPAMwww.kasteelwaterloo.nl/) which offered us three different possibilities. Couples only, couples only with black men to serve the women, or the nudist evening when single men were allowed. I emailed the URL’s of these pages to my wife so she could decide. She chose the nudist evening, even when the page warned her that this evening was not for beginners.
During the whole day I had my doubts. Wouldn’t these single men be too bold, wouldn’t they scare her off, wouldn’t the visit have a contrary effect?
During our trip to this club we were both nervous. The number of parked cars in the big park was astonishing. (Later on, they told me there are always between 150 and 200 people present). We entered the Castle at 9:00 PM, and the first thing my wife asked was whether there were more couples in there. She was apparently afraid to be alone as a woman. That turned out to not be a problem.
After shedding our clothes, we wanted to look around. All rooms were very crowded. We passed the dark room with holes in the walls. The upper one to watch through, the lower one to be caressed or to sucked through. She watched. A hand came out of a hole and tried to feel her pussy. My wife became scared. I explained what these holes were for. She smiled to me and said she had not expected this. Then a man began to caress her breasts, then her pussy. I wanted to stop him, to say we had been there for only a few minutes. Looking at my wife, however, I saw her smile. It was alright, she said. So I let him.
He was a sharp looking guy, around fifty years old. After a few more minutes, we decided to look to the room at the end of that corridor. Very, very crowded. Everywhere there were little groups of people exploring each other. Fucking. Sucking. On the very big bed was a place we could sit. This fellow had followed my wife, however. He started again to feel her pussy. He lowered himself on his knees to suck her pussy first. I sat behind her. She asked me to sit behind her so she could lean against my legs and to hold her breasts but four or five men and one woman were already caressing her whole body. My wife had her first orgasm. He wanted to get his piece and began to fuck her (of course with a condom on). After a few minutes, he withdrew his dick. My wife stroked his cock and kneaded his balls.
Again he resumed fucking her. Both came violently. He tongue kissed my wife, thanked her, and left. A second man about forty took his place to suck her pussy, an expert, as my wife explained to me later. Again, after a longer time, she came again, this time heavily. He then started to fuck her mouth. She eagerly accepted, helping him by stroking his dick and balls. I didn’t notice, but later she told me that he came in her mouth, and swallowed his cum. He kindly thanked her too.
Within less than thirty minutes, her pussy was sucked twice, she was fucked once, and she sucked a dick to completion. She had already come three times. Could she bear this pace? How long until she would say enough?