A very special bar

This case happened to me many years ago.
There are some experiences you go through that become unforgettable, leave their mark on you forever it's always a delight to feel all the flavors again
You know what?
I was barely two years out of high school, still single... working for a big company and leaving at seven o'clock every night.
What good times.
I learned at the time that a nightclub had opened in New York called Plato's Retreat, and it was very successful. It differed from anything else because it was an unrestricted place for sexual encounters where men, women and couples met each other to live out their most ardent fantasies.
It was the early eighties, a lost era in which AIDS had not yet appeared.
The good times, definitely.
Shortly thereafter, I heard that a bar similar to Plato's had opened in São Paulo but it was restricted to couples and excluded any unaccompanied guests.
Once, at lunch with a representative of the company that supplied mine we ended up discussing this. To my surprise the subject told me he knew it and where it was because he was personal friend to the manager.
I didn't pay much attention, it was a couples-only thing and there were no friends or coworkers who would go along with such an adventure.
But we were about to start a big competition, and this guy had every interest in pleasing me.
- If you want, I'll talk to my friend Ricardo and we can arrange for your entry.
Always skeptical, I didn't believe him but told him to get me that ticket.
A few days later, he calls me:
- Look, I talked to Ricardo and he said they'll put you in there.
As the late Pliny Mark said, there is ALWAYS a "but":
What does he want?
- Look, it's not for him. He makes a lot of money there so the security guards will think you have company...
I can't remember what the currency was back then, but it would be something like $300 or more today - a slap on the wrist for a mere college graduate.
But all of that was messing with my fantasies, and I got so excited about entering this world.
And he gave me the number of this Ricardo, and I contacted him. He said it would have to be on a Wednesday or Thursday because that weekend was very exclusive for closed groups and they couldn't do it.
He set up a password, he was supposed to tell the doorman discreetly hand over thirty bucks and everything guaranteed I spent two days with my imagination running wild until Thursday came...
About ten o'clock in the evening I arrived at this place, a newly renovated American Garden mansion.
I talked to the doorman, told him my password (ask if this was "the congregation"), gave his hard-earned bribe money and he escorted me through the garden to the entrance.
There was no security, and when I walked in, another unaccompanied client just kept coming without any password...
When I walked in, the atmosphere was tasteful: a large room with hard marble floors, dance floor, several tables around it and a beautiful bar at the back. At one corner there was another room with sofas and a television set that constantly showed imported erotic videos, which were rare even then.
To the left of the bar, a staircase led to an open room called "Swing Room" and then into several suites.
A waiter who greeted me explained everything and took me to the locker room, which was much more than a "bar" that I had expected - it was technically a sauna.
When I was undressing, two couples in their 40's (I would have been about 25) arrived and without caring for me they all got naked. One of the women even seemed to take great pleasure from being observed by me...
Well, wrapped in a towel I could barely contain the volume that had formed, my state of excitement.
Very happy, I thought to myself:
- Today is the day I realize all my poor boy dreams!
But a poor man's joy, as everyone knows is short-lived.
When I went into the lounge, I was surprised to see that there were no couples. Those in the dressing room must have gone straight for a suite. There were another two or three men like me all alone and about 10, 12 women, all young very beautiful but ...
Soon one of them approached, spoke to me and soon my suspicions were confirmed: they were all program girls.
There was no business, I hadn't dealt with that kind of woman for a long time and even if you wanted to who already lost those three hundred but still needed to pay the consumption their prices were totally unaffordable.
I went to the bar for a beer, and after some conversation the bartender opened the game and confessed: that was already better. The girls of the program gradually took care of the piece. Couples disappeared, now they only came on weekends.
H.B. Farnum, a folkloric American circus entrepreneur said that an asshole is born every minute.
I had just joined the Pleiades...
I was so fucked up, naively carried away by my fantasies and fell into this...
The only thing that comforted me was the sauna equipment, both dry and steam. It's top-notch like I love it so much...
I could still have a little fun on the steam: girls would come, take off their towel, sit naked beside me, kiss and lick my cock but retreat when they found out that as hard as my member was my pocket.
After the third one did that, my profile must have been properly spread amongst them, and none more attacked.
Except for one.
There was this girl, she must have been in her early 20s at the most... a brunette with short hair and girlish mannerisms... very delicate.
Her name was Deborah, and at first she tried to educate me as well but seeing that I had no money still talked with me for a long time until one hour later when she said she must go.
I went to the bar and grabbed a chair, was standing there when another woman approaches me. She says she's just over here and asks if we can talk for a moment; she is tall, almost my height, has wavy hair, long, sunburned skin, well-proportioned body
Older than me, in her mid-30's certainly detached herself from the rest of the girls which intrigued me. Well articulated, she talked about various subjects at no time mentioning so-called "programmes".
She sensed my surprise and smiled.
- I think you've noticed that I don't have it in me, right?
She made her presentation. Her name was Valeria, and if I remember these details well she came from Recife but had been in Paris a few years ago where she lived with her husband who is a renowned professor.
That night, she had arranged with a group of very liberal couples who were supposed to meet her there after the show. There must have been some setback because they didn't turn up. Without having any way of contacting them -- we did not have cell phones at that time -- I was just as disorientated as myself.
We ended up talking about the sexual freedom that this house offered, because if we were there it was not necessary to disguise our goals for that night.
We were talking about the facilities, 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 came to this swing room, which was about 30 by 40 feet in size with a sort of gazebo on three levels.
When we saw that, and imagined together the room occupied by several couples indulging in sex... a certain energy present on site took over: both of us were aroused.
I ripped her towel off and carried it in my arms all the way upstairs, put her there kissed her whole body.
She was the scandalous type, screamed a lot... asked me to stand up and got down on her knees and started licking my dick.
He said to me:
- Get those girls over here, I'll show you how to be a whore!
Valeria swallowed all of my poop and sucked it masterfully, making her lips go almost to the heel while her head filled up her throat.
He wouldn't let me take it off, insisted I play in his mouth.
When she felt my hot spray trickle down her tongue, took my stick out of her mouth and rubbed it all over her face and breasts spreading the liquid throughout her body...
There was little time to rest, for soon she bit my ear saying that she was very excited and with her delicate hands took hold of my dick which grew rapidly in response to the caresses I gave it.
Another warm whisper in my ear:
- Put all this delight in me, my dear Paulist!...
She mounted upon me, making her sex swallow mine... lying down with it rolling over on top of me while I caressed her breasts, could see her throwing her claws of pleasure to infinity a queen of pleasure capable of turning her man into a king.
This was me in those moments, which culminated in an unforgettable joint orgasm.
We sat there for a few more minutes, relaxed.
No one comes here to see us!
We went down to the dry sauna, passed through the main hall both of us naked.
- I just want them to see us and know what we do.
In the sauna, there were three girls and two boys. And as soon as we walked in, those two couples from the lobby reappeared.
I sat on the third level, and Valeria made a point of sitting on my thighs facing me.
What had previously been a relatively quiet atmosphere there was transformed, and seeing the enthusiastic way Valeria sucked my dick set off a chain reaction. Before long, everyone inside was performing oral sex causing an electricity in the air that would infect anyone who entered it.
With my left foot between her thighs as she sucked on me, I could feel how aroused she was dripping with hard-on rubbing the clitoris and bouquet against a large joint that served to represent the manly member in his busy moment...
As our resistance to the sauna heat began to fade, she stood up and with her wet mouth spoke into my ear but in a way that everyone could hear.
I want you to fuck me in the shower.
We'll be out of here in no time.
There was a battery of showers in front, so we chose the circular shower.
I put Valerie against the metal frame, and she held on to it. She grabbed my stick, tied her thighs around my waist... opened up wide for me so that I could fill it with--
It was delicious to make love that way, with the cold jets of water horizontal and vertical counterbalancing our heat.
With a cheering crowd...
Hearing Valerie's horny screams, everyone came out of the sauna and stood around.
At last the exhibitionist side that her fantasies had certainly reserved for that night was contemplated. She soon experienced a great orgasm, which seemed to me more intense than previous ones, always squeezing her thighs around me, bringing everything into herself, pumping endlessly.
But our trance was broken by a woman, the more "lady" of those two couples who provoked us:
- And on the plus side, you won't have anything?
Valeria opened her eyes, looked at it:
- Sure, honey. And you're gonna learn how to really...
He turned, always holding on to the pipes. His thighs were wide apart and he stood upright.
- Put it all on, honey. Show me how to do...
As you would expect from such a sensual woman, she was experienced in the matter. Without suffering resistance of her body, eager for more, quickly my dick penetrated into new territory. It did not take long to be filled, revolving rhythmically while I stocked deeply.
We could hear the excited screams of people around us, and with my hand spread over her mouthpiece, sticking two or three fingers in it even as all that water was flowing I could gauge how horny she was.
I don't think it's an exaggeration to say that she made fun of me twice before I reached my orgasm, and when it happened, it was mind-blowing...
We stayed there a little longer, people were leaving.
After many caresses, Valeria said that I had to go.
Honey, no. lt would be a farewell and I hate it know that leaving São Paulo i go back to my normal life you know we will certainly never see each other again we have lived a delicious fantasy but must end here let the memory remain of our pleasure...
We exchanged a very intense kiss, and she left.
I just stood there while everyone looked at me like I'd won the lottery.
I went back into the steam room, which was very dense... someone sat next to me and spoke in my ear:
I was so excited, and loved it.
It was Deborah, who squeezed my cock and walked out...
It was about 3 a.m., I got dressed, went out and at the front desk paid my consumption tax -- it's very expensive --
You're a friend of Mrs. Valeria, right?
She handed me a little shopping bag, and I left the house.
It had a message, where in rounded handwriting very feminine it said to me:
- "My dear, life sometimes brings good surprises and today I had one.
But our journey must go on, we were partners for today and I'll always remember everything.
But don't even think about meeting me again, it would not be possible.
If you can, remember me fondly how I was entirely yours...
Valeria , please .
And at the bottom of the bag, a black panties marked in lipstick by a kiss.
- She really liked it, huh?
Looking back, I was startled to see Deborah smiling in that intriguing way.
- Are you going by Paulista?
- I will...
- Then give me a lift, go...
I was surprised to see that she lived in a high-end apartment building, not what you'd expect from a program girl.
Since I always seem to demonstrate my reactions, Deborah observed:
Life's a circle and everybody has their own game.
And all of a sudden she started kissing me, saying that the scenes she saw turned her on.
He opened my zipper, tucked in my cane, which quickly woke up as he carried my hand down his mini-sack.
In summary, we made love there in the discomfort of a car parked on Garden Street... fortunately no one was passing by at dawn.
It was another unexpected delight... I went to the passenger seat and Deborah sat on me, saying:
- Kiss me, kiss all the time or I'll scream and wake everyone...
That's how it was done.
After the pleasure of amusement, we parted ways.
- Look, today was for pure boner... but next time you'll pay.
He got out of the car, took a few steps and before I left he came back asking me to put down my window.
- Look, I know you're not the type to do a show.
He said, and he stooped.
When he stood up, he stretched out his right hand holding something in his palm:
That way you'll later remember that one night a girl also liked you...
It was her white panties...
She smiles at me:
- Hey, hey... it's not imported like the other one.
We kissed again, and I finally went home feeling my whole body ground up.
I was just realizing that she had made love several times that night, none in bed.
After all that, I couldn't get up in the morning and went to work until afternoon.
I went back a couple more times - without paying the doorman, of course... to that place but all I could do was enjoy the sauna with an interesting view. I didn't meet anyone again there were only expensive girls program being quite salty for me at the time i ended up giving it up shortly afterwards I found out the establishment had closed down AIDS came and everything changed
Five years later, I saw an article in the newspaper about a young actress who was making it big down South and recognized her from the picture: she could only be Deborah.
Valeria never came back, and I'm left wondering if by some subtle twist of fate she reads to me now.
Know then that I have never forgotten you, woman!...
The trophies of that delightful evening were kept secret with me for a few years.
When I finally got married, I had to get rid of them.
With a deep pain in my heart...
I 'm a wolf
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