My first visit to the Inner Club.

Fernanda's diary: Sunday the 20th of January 2008. Dear Diary It's Sunday morning, 9:21 a.m., and I have just taken a relaxing bath to relieve body aches after an intense night at the Inner Club. My first visit to the Inner Club was quite an experience, and right now I'm enjoying some cheese rolls and a latte while updating things on my laptop. The sun is trying to break through the clouds outside, which makes for an even more pleasant day. Later I will visit my grandmother's house and meet with relatives and enjoy a family lunch. I confess, my diary: "I miss those Sunday lunches". Now, let me tell you about my first time at the Inner Club. I was accompanied by dear Paulo Silva, our seventh date. I love him very much, one of my best clients, an incredible 37-year old man: dark and extremely charming with short curly hair that I adore. We scheduled this experience at the swing house on my last day of vacation still in North Shore, when I was with friend Juliana. Earlier yesterday before the date, I went for a manicure and gave my toenails and fingernail treatments. I took a long bath and then prepared myself. For the occasion, I chose an outfit that would make me feel comfortable: A tiny red dental floss made it look as if nothing had been worn; on top - a short round dress of black color. I had loose hair, my back was combed; I wore earrings and a pair of red ankle-tie sandals; I put on my best perfume. And of course I couldn't forget my white handbag - indispensable for carrying the essentials. (Meeting held at 4 p.m.) Paulo picked me up in his Audi Q7 at precisely 11:00 p.m., right by the gate of this building, and as I was leaving he made sure to get out of the car and compliment my appearance which always flatters me and further inflames my ego. We greeted each other with an embrace, he smelled my neck and then we gave a light kiss so as not to mark his lipstick. Gentleman Paul took me by the hand where we walked towards the car, and gently opened the door for me to enter. I liked this beginning daily, the client treated me well. It was an English lord Rs. The night at the Inner Club was an exciting adventure from start to finish, every day. On our way to the Inner Club, we couldn't stop talking excitedly. We were like two "children" going to Disney. Every stop at the red light was an opportunity for us to caress each other, I showed him my flossy panties and he landed his hand on my shaved little flower and kept smoothing his fingers over it, further increasing the hard-on between us. As soon as we arrived, we smelled a little bit of cocaine and the effect was immediate. We were even more excited to see other couples in line; there were such beautiful couples like us that it made us even more enthusiastic for the night ahead. We got out of the car, Paulo left his Audi Q7 with our house steward while we walked hand in hand to the club reception. When the girl at the front desk asked us for our names I had a moment's hesitation whether I should answer by my real name or by my nickname <unk>Lara<unk> . Paul paid for the tickets with his credit card, and shortly thereafter we went to the hairdresser's to store my purse. The house was full, and I could already see some beautiful couples as well as mature women having fun on the pole dance. <unk> They had nice crowns about my mother's age showing up even daily, some wore short mini dresses that showed their vaginas and buttocks. We entered a dark corridor that led to a movie theater, where adult films were shown on a screen and some couples had sex in sofas and chairs. <unk> I got chills every day, seeing so many people having sex. I started to get excited and immersed in the sensual atmosphere of the club. After exploring the dark corridors of the house, we came to a spacious room with glass screens on its walls. The lighting was soft and dim; you could barely see but heard groans and soon realized what was happening around you. It was a space where couples had sex in such a natural and explicit way, it felt like we were inside watching live porn. Paul and I stood at the edge of our seats absorbing every detail with curiosity and excitement. Paulo started touching my breasts and shrinking me, I rubbed myself on him as if he was in heat, my vagina began to flow with fluids. We thought we were going to have sex but no, we continued our walk through the Inner Club and stumbled upon something even more surprising: a bus inside the club daily. It was intended for those with fetishes and desires to explore their fantasies in a public transportation-like environment. Curious, without hesitation we decided to enter through the back door of the bus. On entering, we were surprised by the environment: The lighting was soft; nothing resembled typical Brazilian busses, seats had a vibrant shade of red creating an even more provocative scene. Besides us two there were two other couples enjoying sex provided on the bus and this sight made us all the more tempted to join them. You couldn't really see the faces of people in low light, but we watched for a few minutes as these two couples were having sex. One couple was doing it on their feet and the other one was farther back with his partner sitting down and her partner riding him. Paul and I started kissing in the usual way by licking each other's tongues. Kiss goes, kiss comes, Paul asked me to suck him there, and I said: "Yes", because I was very excited about having sex. We approached the nearest couple, while Paul explicitly pinched my buttocks. His dick was so firm and hard that it gave me more desire to enjoy this moment. My client was smoothing my thighs up to his breasts, until I turned around and started opening the shoulder strap of his trousers and lowering myself down with them. I dropped my mouth on his dick and sucked it full steam for a while, until the couple closest to us started interacting with us, calling out asking if we would swap couples. The woman was a short beautiful blonde named Renata, whereas her partner, a tall handsome mulatto called Milton. They were very nice! I was squatting with my client's stick in her hands, and she started smoothing over my head and shoulders. Then she asked me, "May I suck Paul's cock while I breast-feed her partner?" We looked at each other and smiled as we agreed. First of all, Renata kissed us on the mouth; it was very good! After kissing for a while, we exchanged couples: she and Paulo; I with Milton. Renata's partner had an enormous penis that was about 20 cm or more in length. It was interesting licking the penis of a man whose face could hardly be seen. I'm sorry to say it, but this is reality: "Milton's member was better than Paulo'. We spent some time licking each other's partner's members and then we switched sides. She gave my client back his full-grown penis for Rs. The next day, all of a sudden the couple started having sex again without condoms with their partner standing up from behind in his anus. Then Paul did almost the same thing to me: he lifted my microvest and pulled my dental floss aside and stuck it on my vagina for awhile. I thought that was really cute but then I remembered the one where the client wasn't wearing any condom. Fucking failure of the fucking, shit, in excitement and fire on my ass, I totally forgot about condom juice, failed ugly Sniff, rs... After a while, we broke up because Renata wanted to have sex with Paul and I confess: "I was super curious about feeling her partner's pause in me". We agreed and exchanged couples but first I took off my dress, the dental floss and only had sandals. For everyone's safety, we arranged for Milton and Paulo to use a condom. I took advantage of the situation by taking my gel from my partner's trouser pocket and applying it. I even borrowed the gel so that Renata could do the same thing as well. Milton sat down on the bench and penetrated my sketch with some difficulty due to his thick member. At first it burned a bit, then was an unbearable little pain with me riding backwards while Paulo and Renata transacted in the seat next door. It was a delightful experience! Renata and I were facing each other because of the position, we even shook hands while our partner bragged at us. Our groans went far away where we started to attract attention from another couple who had sex further down near the front door. And then Milton asked me to change my position, and I did. He got up from behind with me holding onto the supporting rail of a bus that was on the ceiling. This one had an uncouth footprint; he kind of hugged me by the waist as my head hit his shoulder. When he touched my vagina, I felt my "little boy" stretch out at its fullest, so I thought: The two of them exchanged pleasantries during the row, Rs. I thought he was going to roll an anal between us, but no, he ended up making fun of me while pulling my hair. Finally, he took off my "little girl's" penis and sat on the bench all wet with sweat. I was doing nothing but sitting in the front seat recovering from post-sex. Paul and Renata continued to have sex for a while longer. Then the other couple who were having sex later interacted with me, or rather just my partner, she boldly called out to me like this: <unk>o psiu, psyu, come here. I looked at her expressively pointing to myself: is it me? She said "yes" twice Her name was Paula, she's about my height, dark brown hair long and smooth. She had Arab features, brown eyes, tattoos on her wrists and legs: big breasts, middle-sized buttocks, bent legs. Curious, I got up from the bench and went naked to them. She asked my name, I answered: <unk>Lara<unk>, and I asked their names. They said. Daringly, suddenly Paula kissed me, and without understanding anything, I retaliated and hugged her by the waist and we began to smooth each other out. Then she sucked on my breasts, then I licked hers, she said "that you found me attractive". I replied in the same situation, saying that "she was also attractive:" Now I don't know if I became more interested in her or the bridegroom of the woman, rs. Her fiancé stood in the background, his name was Thiago; he too was handsome: green eyes, tall, dark-skinned with a beard and short hair. The lighting didn't help much but it gave an idea of the couple. Paula had on her dress without underwear. His partner wore no trousers or open shirt. She gave me permission to kiss her partner, while in the background Paul and Renata were holding each other's hand. I was already involved in a new adventure. As soon as she asked: "Which of these two men at the bottom is my partner?" Then daily, I grabbed on the penis of the girl's pair and began to masturbate it (he groaned), was thick but not as thick as Milton's cock, he sat watching his partner being stocked by my client Rs. Paula then took charge of the situation, taking her partner's penis from my hands. I thought: "What a rude cow". She suggested that we both share a blowjob on his partner. Thiago didn't say anything, he was just obeying orders from his partner, rs. So we crouched with our backs to Milton, Paulo and Renata in the narrow corridor of the bus where for a while we shared Thiago's pink penis. In return, then I hear my client roar because Paul had made fun of her. Milton and Renata got off the bus right after without saying good-bye, disappeared from the map. I haven't seen them since then. They must have left. Then Paula allowed me to go first in her pair. She herself covered the groom's member. I went over and across on sketch. Thiago was sitting on a bench hugging my waist when penetration occurred. I rode him for a while, with Paula kissing me and smoothing out my body. What a nice dick! What a cute transaction! The couple were very smelly and made my fluid leak through the edges of their vagina, rs. Luckily for me, Paula let me have fun with her partner for a reasonable amount of time but I couldn't enjoy myself Sniff until she said to me "enough is enough now it's my turn". As I watched them fuck me while standing on the deaf, my client came up behind me and started jerking me around, touching my breasts, kissing my neck. When I turned my face to one side, Paul gave me a long kiss with his hand landing in my vagina. Then we noticed the couple Paula and Thiago, they were so entertaining that we gave up asking if they wanted to exchange couples. We didn't want to interrupt their cheap life, so we set up camp, got our clothes on, dressed ourselves, and left them alone in the bus We continued together hand in hand to the area of private cabins, but they were all occupied, how sad, then we went back on the main dance floor and started drinking sitting at a table (I don't remember what we asked for drinks). And I was going to the bar for another drink, and there's this gorgeous man perched on top of a counter at the bar -- he had blond hair, looked like a gringo but wasn't -- accompanied by a blonde woman as tall as me who is also beautiful. When I walked past him with a glass of wine in my hand, made sure to look into his eyes and smile. The blond man looked at me as well, then thought about taking Paul and approaching them. All he had to do was convince the blonde's wife so that she would be happy. Arriving at Paulo, I commented on the couple in the bar. My client asked: <unk> if I wanted to give it to the guy ?? . Through the question, I confirmed that "I want to fuck with both of them and him". So we got up and approached the couple at the bar, called them in to try and convince them: <unk> Hey? We think you're cute, do you swap couples? <unk> Maybe I was too direct with them but when the "little girl" is hot it's hard to imagine. Then I showed them Paulo trying to sell my "fish". She, the blonde one, was extremely friendly with us, said all smiling: <unk>they had just arrived and for now they didn't want to make a couple exchange. Mentally, I called her "vaca", rs. She asked our name. I identified myself as "Lara" and told the name of my client. Her name was Roberta, and the blond man Rodrigo. They were from Rio Grande do Sul. In short: their mission failed... Paul and I danced on the dance floor, it was funny because we had that look of defeat in our faces. After a while of having fun on the dance floor, I asked my client if he wanted to fuck me. And guess what? He replied: "Yes". In accordance with my wishes, we continued through a labyrinth until we came back to the cinema environment. When we entered that room, I had already arrived sitting on the sofa lifting up my dress and spreading out my legs, next to us there was one couple having sex with three other couples watching them. Paul was quick and soon took my dental floss and started sucking me for a while in front of everyone, determined to fuck me. And then he put his penis in the condom, came over me and started jerking off at me with disproportionate force. It was delicious! The guy who had sex with a woman next to us began interacting with us encouraging my client to jerk off harder; the woman who'd been having sex with this other dude started grabbing one of my sandals; I responded by touching her hand gently; we even kissed while our peers were jerking us around bravely. We agreed, but they - Paul and Milton - had to change condoms. After we switched partners, I was willing to have sex in a more comfortable position. Lying on the couch already spreading my legs so that this man could climb up onto me and stoke me. He wasn't as handsome, but very smelly: he was a mulatto about 1.75 cm tall with tattoos on his chest and both arms; by contrast, his "boy" was delightful, wonderful and hard everyday rs. When we were in the good, a crown around sixty years old who was accompanying our transaction asked me if I would have sex with him too. I pretended to be blind and deaf because he was an old libidinous belly. He was accompanied by a woman as ugly as Rs. The crown I was transacting kissed very well, sucked my breasts however then he wanted to fuck me four in the anal but i didn't want to get out of position so i kept wrapping myself holding onto him making weight for him not change his position rs. When I noticed that there were about ten people staring at us, with some men already touching my head and legs and arms and shoes because of the position they (sandals) had been in. Obviously it started to worry me; I don't know what happened but this place was getting more crowded, the situation got worse every time I took a punch. And the guy who "commanded" did nothing, he just laughed like an idiot. I began to look for Paul, stretching my neck until I saw him looking at me from a distance, touching the wife of this man who was fucking me on the sofa. It made me feel better knowing that my client had not left me in the lion's den. Finally, this guy "eaten" me so much he laughed and just let go. When I was sitting on the couch, two men invited me to have sex with them. I politely declined and said: "I'm tired". I called my client's attention to not leaving me alone anymore. While we were discussing our affair, a couple approached us and the woman asked: "Would you like to trade?" The man was handsome but she wasn't so we refused and left that room. I went into the bathroom to urinate and water my vagina before we got back on the dance floor. (Laughter) I remember it was 1:30 in the morning, and I was hungry. We looked for an empty table. Paul ordered two snacks; mine were a hot mix: ummm, they were delicious! His was bread with hamburger. So we sat down at the table and talked about our house setup, and our sexual experiences that night. And then Paul got two shots of whiskey on ice from the bar, which made it even more exciting for us to talk. We went to the labyrinth of doom, where some gay women and men touched me and him. And then we found a private booth for sex, and I didn't want to swap couples anymore, so we got one of them and locked the door. Before starting our whoring, we sprayed toilet paper with gel alcohol on the sofa upholstery; there was some quick prelims: he sucks me up, I suck him down, and that completes 69. I highlight you daily, anal sex for me it's a normal thing i always do anus with the one who pays more expensive paul is a man different from others when we are together i always ask him guy just leave me wanting to give he is one of the few that has this dominion over me I hadn't even laid my ass yet, and it made me wonder since I am from the slums but before that i asked him to apply a lot of ice cream on my little region and avoid future complications paul spent half my bottle for good reason Then daily, I provoked him by saying: "Do you want to fuck my ass?" <unk> I offered four on the couch already knowing the answer, opening up his whole butt for him. <unk> He gave me a smile and replied:"I have to respond my love? <unk> Masturbating your penis and looking at my little hole". And he completed it with saying: He poked me very slowly and urgently in the ass, for a considerable time on all fours with me clutching at the back of the couch, then I was masturbating and moaning during his pumping. Paul is one of the few men who knows how to "eat" me. Excitedly, he urged him to stoke me more and more because it was pleasurable. He obeyed, filling me with stocks and hard punches on my butt. Daily: If I still had folds in the hole, I no longer have <unk> We stayed in that little cabin for 15 or 20 minutes, and then we switched positions, so I got on top of him and rode his back a while. Then I went vaginal. And afterwards he grabbed me by the "daddy" and mommy", poking at me as if to "violence". We left the cabin relieved and went to the bathroom ready to go, at least that's what I thought. We got back on the dance floor, then he asked me to come up and do pole dancing with him. I said yes, but under one condition: He would pay for my date as an overnight stay, which is double of our agreed upon price. The client thought about it, smiled, thought, and accepted without second thoughts. So I got up on the pole and danced for him and others who were there, showing off my body, my curves, my sensuality, my breasts, my vagina by pulling my dental floss to one side. Paul remained silent and sat in his chair during my "show", eating me with his eyes. Before leaving, we danced a bit on the dance floor. We were tired and stopped at my shop to pick up my purse... And then I made an appointment with Paulo in his car.. He still wanted me to come over to his apartment, but I refused because I was tired with my body aching and sleepy. I didn't, and he dropped me off at the front door of his building... said thank you for taking him to the Inner Club. Now I'm gonna get dressed, then go to Grandma's house and have lunch with my beloved family. Until one day, diary. It was Fernanda. Below, in the first photo, my only record of that day at The Inner Club. *In the second photo, me and Paulo in 2013, traveling to Chile.