A bar like no more

There are certain experiences we go through that become unforgettable, leave us their mark. Forever. I remember something that happened to me many years ago. It's always nice to remember now, bringing back all the flavors. I was barely two years old. I was still single. He worked at a big company, leaving there all the time around 7:00. I wouldn't even go home, I'd go straight to the nightlife bars. Every day. What a good time. I heard about this time of an open club in New York. It was called "Plato's Retreat". It was a success. It differed from everything that existed because it was a place for sexy dating without any restriction. There, men, women and couples met, lived their most ardent fantasies. It was the beginning of the eighties, a lost era, in which AIDS had not yet arisen. So much so that our greatest dread at that time was prosaic gonorrhea... Good times, definitely... Shortly after, I heard that a bar similar to Plato's had opened in São Paulo. But it was restricted to couples, barring all unaccompanied. Once, at lunch with a representative of a company that supplied mine, we ended up commenting on it. To my surprise, the guy told me he knew where it was, because he was a personal friend of the manager. I didn't pay much attention, after all, it was just for couples. I didn't have any friends or mates who would take an adventure like that. But we were about to start a big competition, this guy had every interest in pleasing me. So he proposes to me: - It's okay. If you want, I'll talk to Ricardo, my friend, and we'll find a way in. From the stories he tells, you better take some vitamins... Always skeptical, I didn't believe it, but I told him to get me that entrance. Days later, he calls me: - Look, I talked to Ricardo and he said they'd put you in there, but there's a business... As the late Pliny Mark said, ALWAYS has a catch: - Talk. What does he want? - Look, it's not for him, who makes good money there, it's for security to think you're accompanied... I can't remember what the currency of the time was, but it was something like R$ 300.00 or more today, a scam for a mere newly graduated like me. But it all messed with my fantasies. So excited to get into that world, I ended up in it. And so it was: he gave me Ricardo's phone number. I contacted him and he told me it would have to be on a Wednesday or a Thursday because the weekend was very exclusive, for closed groups and it wouldn't. He arranged a password; he should tell it to the doorman, discreetly deliver the three hundred and all guaranteed. I spent two days with my imagination running all over, until the fifth arrived... About 10 p.m. I got to the place. He was a garden America manor, newly retired, very discreet on the outside. I spoke with the doorman, said the password (asking if there was "congregation"), gave the sweaty bribe money and he walked me through the garden to the entrance. There was an employee on a counter, who when he heard a okay? He went out and opened the gate, no questions asked. There was no security, and when I came in, another unaccompanied customer came in, without any password... When I entered, I saw that the atmosphere was tasteful, with a large room with marble flooring, dance floor, several tables around, with a beautiful bar in the background. In a corner another room with sofas and a TV, all the time displaying erotic videos, which imported, were still rare at that time. To the left of the bar, a ladder led to an open room, called the "Swing Room" and then to several suites. Next to the stairs, another door led to the area of the dry sauna, steam and showers. A waiter who got me explained everything, took me to the locker rooms. Much more than the bar I expected to see, the place was, technically, a sauna, and there everyone was just wrapped in towels. The locker room was unisex. When I was undressing, two couples in the age of 40 (I was about 25) arrived, and no matter what I did, everyone undressed, one of the women even seemed to be very pleased to be observed by me... Well: wrapped in the towel I barely contained the volume that had formed, my state of excitement. Very happy, he thought to me: - What? It is today that I realize all my dreams of poor boy! But poor joy, everyone knows, lasts little... When I went to the salon, I was surprised to notice there were no couples. Those in the locker room must have gone straight to some suite. There were about two or three more men, all like me, alone, and about 10, 12 women, all young, very beautiful, but... Soon one of them approached me, spoke to me and quickly my suspicions were confirmed: they were all girls-programs. There was no deal. I haven't had sex with that kind of woman in ages. And even if he wanted to, for whom he had already lost those three hundred, and had yet to pay the consummation, his prices were utterly impracticable. I went to the bar for a beer, and after some talk the bartender opened the game and confessed: that was better. The show girls little by little were taking care of the piece. Couples disappeared, now they're only coming in for the weekend. H.B. Farnum, a folkloric American circus entrepreneur, said a sucker is born every minute. I had just joined the pleiad... I was so pristine, so naively taken by my fantasies, I had fallen for this... The only thing that comforted me is that the sauna equipment, dry and steam, was prime, as I love, I tried to make the most of it... I could still have a little fun in the steam: the girls would come, take off the towel, sit naked next to me, kiss, lick my dick, but retreat when they found out that as hard as my limb was my pocket. After the third one did that, my profile must have been properly spread among them, and no one else attacked. Except one. There was this girl, she must have been 20 at the most. She was a short-haired brunette, girl-like, very delicate. She looked like a sweetheart so much, it shocked me to see her there doing shows. Her name was Deborah. He also tried, at first, to induce me, but when he saw that I had no money, he still stayed with me for a long time talking, until one hour he said he had to go, saying good-bye with a delicious kiss on his mouth. I went to the bar for a nightcap. I was there when someone else came. He said he was just out there and asked me if he could talk to me for a minute. It was tall, almost my stature, wavy hair, long, sunburned skin, and a well - provided body. Older than me, in the 30s, I certainly fell for the rest of the girls, which intrigued me. Well articulated, he spoke of several subjects, not at any time mentioning the so-called "programs". She noticed my surprise and smiled. - What? I guess you noticed I'm not a piece of work, huh? You made your presentation. His name was Valeria. If I still remember those details, she was from Recife, she had been in Paris for some years, where she lived with her husband, a well-known teacher. I was in those days in São Paulo for some business and visiting friends. That night, she set up a group of very liberal couples who were supposed to meet her there after a show. There must have been some setback, because they didn't show up. Without having to contact them - at the time we didn't have cell phones - she was as displaced as I was. We ended up talking about the sexual freedom the house proposed. After all, if we were there, there was no point in masking our goals for that night. Even more so than Valéria confessed to me that she enjoyed this trip, to - away from everyone who knew her daily life - live some adventure... We talked about the facility, and when I mentioned that swing room upstairs, she wanted to see it. - Take me there. I want to see... We went up the stairs and arrived in such a swing room. It was an environment of about 10 x 12 meters, with a kind of bleached floors on three levels. When we saw that, we imagined together the room taken by several couples surrendering to sex... A certain energy present at the site has taken us: we are both excited. There were no words. I pulled out your towel and carried it in my arms to the highest level. I put her there, kissed her whole body, and I started sucking her... She was the scandalous type, she screamed a lot... He asked me to stand up, knelt down and started licking my dick. He said to me: - It's okay. Get those girls over here, and I'll show you what a whore looks like! He didn't do misleading propaganda... She was a blowjob queen. Valeria swallowed all my cock and sucked with maestria, making her lips go almost to the stalk, while her head filled her throat... He wouldn't let me take it off. He insisted that you come in his mouth... When you felt my hot gust pouring down your tongue, you pulled my dick out of your mouth, rubbed it down your face, your breasts, spreading my liquid all over your body... There was little time for rest, because soon she bit my ear, saying she was very excited. With his delicate hands, he caught my cock that grew rapidly in response to the caresses he gave me. Another hot whisper in my ear: - What? Put all this delight in me, my São Paulo boner!... She rode me, making your sex swallow my... Lying down, with her rolling over me, while I was caressing her breasts, I could see her throwing her pleasure scales to infinity. A queen of pleasure... capable of making her man a king. This was me in those moments, which culminated in a joint orgasm, unforgettable. We'll stay there for a while, a few minutes. She would say, in a tone of complaint: - It's okay. What discouragement! No one's coming to see us! Let's go to the sauna... We went down to the dry sauna, passing through the main hall the two nudes, she made a point: - What? I want them to see us and know what we do... In the sauna there were three girls and two boys, and right after we came in, those two couples from the lobby reappeared. I sat on the third level, and Valeria made sure to sit on my thighs, facing me. He kissed me a lot, then he slipped until he sat on the second level, falling again with his mouth on my dick... The environment that until then was reasonably quiet there has changed. Seeing the enthusiastic way Valeria sucked at me triggered a chain reaction. Soon, everyone in there was having oral sex, causing electricity in the air. To infect everyone who came in. With my left foot between her thighs, while she was sucking on me, I could feel how excited she was, dripping with boner, rubbing the clitoris and the pussy in the big heel, which fulfilled the role of representing the virile limb at the busy moment... When our heat resistance from the sauna began to extinguish, she rose, and with her mouth wet spoke in my ear, but so that everyone would hear. - What? It's too hot... come on! I want you to fuck me in the shower... We'll leave without delay. In front was the shower battery. We chose the circular shower. I put Valeria against the metal frame, she held herself there, she took my cock, she tied her thighs around my waist, she opened up to me, so I filled it... It was delicious making love like that, with the cold, horizontal, vertical water jets counterbalancing our heat. With an audience encouraging... Listening to Valeria's horny screams, everyone left the sauna and stayed around. I was very excited. Finally the exhibitionist side that his fantasies certainly reserved for that night was contemplated. It didn't take long to have a great orgasm, which seemed more intense than the previous ones, always compressing their thighs around me, bringing me all into it, pumping nonstop. After so many, I hadn't come. But our trance was broken by a woman. She was the most "ma'am" of those two couples, who provoked us: - What? And on your ass, you'll have nothing? Valeria opened her eyes, faced her: - Sure, honey, and you're gonna learn how to do it. He turned around, always holding on to the pipes, separated his thighs and stood up. - Put it all on, honey, show me how it's done... As one would expect of such a sexy woman, she was experienced in the matter. Without suffering resistance from his body, eager for more, quickly, my dick penetrated the new territory. It wasn't long before it was filled, rolling rhythmically, while I was stocking deep. We could hear the excitement of the people around, and with their hands splattered in their pussy, sticking two, three fingers, even with all the running water, I could measure the horny state she was in. I don't think it's too much to say that she came twice before I reached my orgasm, and when it happened, it was exhilarating... We stayed there a little longer, people went out. After much affection, Valeria said she had to go. I mentioned escorting her to the locker room, but she stopped me. - Honey, no. It would be a goodbye, and I hate it. Know that leaving São Paulo I return to my normal life. You know we'll probably never see each other again. We live in a delicious fantasy, but we have to finish here. May the memory be that of the pleasure we had... We exchanged a very intense kiss, and she left. I stayed there while everyone looked at me like I won a lottery. I entered the steam room again, which was very dense... someone sat next to me, and spoke in my ear: - Wow! I was very excited... It was great to see! It was Deborah, who grabbed my dick and left... It was about 3:00 in the morning. I got dressed, I got out. At the reception I paid the consumer charge - very expensive - and was leaving, when the employee said: - It's okay. You're the friend of Miss Valeria, aren't you? She came back after she left, and she asked me to tap and deliver it to you. He gave me a little bag of those from the mall. I left the house, and already on the sidewalk, away from the curious eyes of the subject, I opened it. There was a message, where a round handwriting, very feminine, said to me: - "My dear, life sometimes brings good surprises and today I had one. But our journey must continue. We were comrades for today, and I will always remember everything. I love it! But don't think about meeting me again, it wouldn't be possible. If you can, remember me with affection, how I was entirely yours... Valeria" And at the bottom of the bag, a black panties, marked in lipstick by a kiss. - It's okay. She really liked it, huh? I looked scared back: it was Deborah, who smiled with that little way that intrigued me. - You're going through Paulista? - I'm gonna... - What? So give me a ride, go... It was just my way; I took Deborah home. I was surprised to see that she lived in a high-standard building, nothing expected of a showgirl. As it seems that I always demonstrate my reactions, Deborah noted: - It's okay. No questions, love. Life turns around and everyone has their game... And all of a sudden, she started kissing me, saying that the scenes she saw excited her very much. You opened my zipper, yawned my dick, who quickly woke up, as I carried my hand down your miniskirt. In short, we made love there, in the discomfort of a car parked on a street in the Gardens... Fortunately, in the middle of the night there was no one passing. It wouldn't be a suitable setting for the public... It was more of an unexpected delight... I went to the passenger seat and Deborah sat on me, saying: - What? Kiss me, kiss me all the time, or I'll scream and wake everyone up... So it was done. After the pleasure of joy, we said goodbye, she said to me: - Look, today was pure horny... But next time you'll pay. He got out of the car, took a couple of steps and before I left, he came back, asking me to lower the glass: - Look, I know you're not the program type. He said it and fell down. When he got up, he stretched out his right hand holding something in his palm: - It's okay. Take it! So you later remember that one night a girl also liked you... It was your white panties... She smiled at me: It's not one of those imported like the other... It's just a reminder. We kissed again, and I finally went home, feeling my body all ground up. I was then realizing that I had made love several times that night. None in bed... After all this, I couldn't get up in the morning, and I only went to work in the afternoon. I came back a couple of times without paying doormen, of course, in that place, but I could only enjoy the sauna with a more interesting view. I didn't find anyone, and being a very salty program for me at the time, I ended up giving up. Shortly thereafter I learned that the establishment had closed. The times of AIDS have come, everything has changed... Two years later, I saw a story in the paper about a young actress who was successful in the South. I recognized it from the photo: it could only be Deborah. I was very happy. Valeria never looked again. I stand here wondering if by some subtlety of fate she reads me now. Know then that I have never forgotten you, woman!... The trophies of this delicious night were kept secret with me for a few years. When I finally got married, I had to get rid of them. With a deep heartache... LOBO Published text. Copyright reserved. 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