Ahh Brussels…
Ahh Brussels, City of Culture, Fine Dining, Fine Art museums and some pretty serious sexual activity we were about to find out!
Myself and my wife occasionally take some time off to do a City break somewhere toward the end of the year when it turns out we haven’t quite used our work annual leave entitlement. On this occasion we chose to pop over to Brussels on the Eurostar as I had travelled through there briefly as part of a charity bike ride earlier in the year and thought Vicky would appreciate it too.
It was late November so there was quite a chill in the air, plenty of warm clothes, Coffee House visits and our fair share of Alcohol was the order of the day. We only had three nights before we were set to travel back home so as per usual Vicky was pretty methodical in researching it, so we wouldn’t waste time at boring Tourist Attractions and just took in the best of the bunch.
Unusually for us, we stayed right in the centre of Brussels in the Hilton as we got a good deal on the internet. We were used to staying in more boutique style accommodation when we could but this was a bit of a last minute trip so we thought ‘what the hell’, we never spend much time in the hotel anyway.
Brussels was a very cosmopolitan City, Café Culture, cobbled streets and a very ‘European’ way about it, from the dress sense to their liberal attitude to nudity and sex in general. A quick glance at the top shelf magazines in the newsagents gave this away immediately. We had a bit of a laugh about it in a few of the shops as not only was there full frontal nudity on the front of magazines but even full sex acts!
The evenings were always a bit of a daunting time for us as firstly we wanted to make sure we found a nice restaurant, but secondly somewhere to go on and have a drink afterwards. Friday and Saturday we found some really cool bars, and experimented with their local cocktails to some chilled out Euro House, very chic. However as we didn’t want to waste the next day in bed with a hangover we didn’t get too d***k. There would always be at least one day of our holidays however when we would forget about not getting d***k and in fact get pretty plastered. We saved this night until Sunday as we didn’t have to catch the Eurostar until 2pm the next day.
We started out in a nice Italian restaurant around the cobbled streets of the Main cathedral where the food was awesome. We had about a bottle of wine between us and a couple of beers during dinner and then moved on to a small bar next door which was fairly lively. Here is where we really rolled out the cocktails! I think we must have had about 5 cocktails each while there and at closing time about 11pm, we were pretty smashed. We did fancy a few more drinks though so thought we would explore the cobbled lanes a bit more before heading back. Surprisingly, most of the bars closed quite early on Sunday nights in Brussels so we were just getting used to the idea of retuning to the hotel bar when we stumbled on a bar in the side alley. It was well lit from the outside so we thought we would give it a go.
When we walked in we came to a booth with a woman sitting behind it, like the entrance to a nightclub, although what seemed like quite a quiet one. Not sure whether it was a bar I thought I had better ask first:
“Hi, can we get a couple of drinks by any chance” I asked. The lady behind the counter firstly seemed surprised that we were English, but then smiled and asked if we were members. “No I’m afraid not” I replied, "is it members only?”
“It is usually however we are quite quiet tonight so you are welcome to use the facilities”. She then handed us a pass card and a locker key. I did think this was slightly strange and myself and Vicky looked at each other inquisitively, but then again thought that the locker keys were for jackets etc, actually quite a good idea.
When through the turnstile we headed through the swing door into what I can only describe as really plush swimming pool changing room – a lot of lockers, benches in the centre but with mock chandeliers and cream carpet! “This is a weird bar” I exclaimed to Vicky, with a certain nod of approval. It was only after a few minutes of working out what to put into the lockers that it was suddenly revealed. Through the door at the other end to the one we came in entered a young couple, probably late twenties, wearing matching white bath robes! After again looking bemused at each other, Vicky whispered to me “this must be a spa bar; I think I read about them”. Cool idea I thought. Politely nodding hello to the couple we were surprised at their welcoming approach as they shook hands and gave the double cheek kiss that we now felt so accustomed to! “Welcome in, won’t you get changed and come into the bar?” the young guy asked Vicky. “We are just having a drink as we did not bring our costumes” replied Vicky. What happened next took us both by surprise. The woman suddenly took off her bath robe to reveal she was completely naked! Covered from head to toe in which seemed like oil of some kind, with what was quite obviously a recently trimmed pussy” she exclaimed, “Costumes, Don’t be silly, you do not need your costumes here, all you need is the robe from your locker!” whilst laughing quite hard. Meanwhile her husband had also removed his robe to reveal again he was naked, at this point you couldn’t really help notice a rather large penis hanging down, although flaccid. “Grab your robes and come in for a drink” the husband retorted as they strode off back through the far door.
Well at this stage I think Vicky and I were in a bit of shock. Our first reaction was to leave and we certainly gave it some serious consideration. “Shall we head back to the hotel and get a drink?” I asked Vicky. It was at this point that I think the drink was talking as Vicky answered “we may as well stay for a drink”. Now I still wasn’t sure what lay behind the door at the end and endless possibilities were rushing through my mind. Firstly and most rationally I thought maybe it was a’naturelle’ sauna. Then I thought maybe it was a strange naked bar that was quite common in Belgium. I was definitely intrigued though, and extremely excited by what may be behind the door so I agreed to stay for a drink. “OK. But what do we do about the robes?” I asked. “Let’s just put them on, it’ll be a laugh” said Vicky. I was pretty surprised by this if I’m honest as Vicky is certainly out going but walking into a bar (If that’s what it was) was not something I thought she’d be comfortable with.
Nonetheless then, we both got undressed to put on our robes. As Vicky got down to her underwear I immediately started to get a bit horny, the combination of her body, and the thought that anyone could simply walk in and catch us combined to almost immediately give me an erection. Firstly hesitant to remove my underwear I hesitated to see Vicky’s reaction, but she didn’t even hesitate and both her bra and knickers came off immediately and she started to fold her clothes to put them in the locker. It was at this point that my heart first started beating uncontrollably (it happened quite a lot through the night) and I couldn’t believe how blasé she was being about the situation! What if that couple walked in again? Vicky was just standing there naked without a care in the world; it was definitely the Dutch courage that alcohol gives you. Its funny, I had thought that in a situation like this it would be the opposite way round, but it was me who felt a bit nervous and embarrassed, but I wasn’t about to bottle out now – I had to see what was behind the door!
When robed up, we gave each other a bit of a nervous look and strode toward the door ‘I would never do this sober’ I thought to myself! Vicky walked behind me now, a little less confident than before as I opened the door to reveal … a bar! And quite a nice one too. Not what I expected at all, it was spacious, had a long bar along the far wall with all the usual bar accessories, with 10 or fifteen people sitting at it. There was a small dance floor (albeit empty) some more private booths with tables and even a pool table!
There was about 20 people in the bar altogether and I was kind of expecting squeaky floor boards, a record scratching to a stop and everyone tuning around to stare but it didn’t really happen. A couple of people turned around, including the ‘naked’ couple from the changing room, but all in all it was a fairly comfortable environment that would have been perfectly normal. However about five of the people sitting around were completely naked and the girl who initially I though was taking a difficult shot on the pool table was being orally pleasured whilst bending over the table by a naked guy crouching next to it. Queue beating heart beat number two! It was a swingers club! How did I not work that out before? Now amongst the shock of naked people in a bar and oral sex on the pool table I did have a strange thought – that everyone was quite attractive. I had always expected the type of patron of such a place to be, well, fat and ugly, but I didn’t see a single man or woman who fit this bill! Although this shock felt like an age, it was probably only a few seconds and I immediately suggested to Vicky that we make our way to our comfort zone “Bar?”
The next shock (there were lots) was the bar woman – completely naked! It was all a bit surreal. I wasn’t sure what to order in a bar where quite a few people were naked and the rest were virtually naked but needed more courage at this stage as the shock had started to sober me up – double whiskey on the rocks. Vicky opted for a Southern comfort and lemonade – I doubled it. Err – money! “I’m sorry” I proclaimed, “My money is in my locker”. “No problem” said the ‘naked’ barmaid “you pay when you leave”. Perfect I thought.
So we took a seat on the bar stools. They were the spinning bar stools that wouldn’t look at of place in an American diner, and they were cold, especially when you sat on them. We took our seats and kind of tried not to look at the couple on the pool table but it was difficult not to as the woman was groaning quite loudly, even over the very normal chart music on the radio. “How strange is this?” I semi whispered to Vicky. Her response surprised even me “Very. But a bit of a turn on too isn’t it?” I could only nod in agreement.
In the same way that you stare at loud people in a normal bar, or the over amorous in the cinema, we couldn’t take our eyes of the couple on the table. They moved on from cunnilingus fairly quickly until the guy decides to have full on sex with her on the pool table. It was like watching porn but live, and boy was it hot. At first we were embarrassed watching, turning away every time they caught our eye until eventually it became comfortable to just watch. I noticed out of the corner of my eye another couple watching the pool antics and a chap around 35 opening wanking himself off at the bar. This was crazy, but what the hell, if you can’t beat them…
Vicky was now turned full circle on her bar stool and openly watching the couple fucking on the table. I knew exactly what I wanted to do and where it would lead yet I was soo nervous – rapid heart beats number three! I had had an erection almost since walking into the bar but so far had kept it covered up, that would change pretty quickly. I got down from the stool and stood behind Vicky who was still transfixed on the noisy couple fucking. Grabbing her shoulders, I kissed her necking and massaged her breasts outside of the gown; and approving roll of the head gave me the signal to continue. With my courage at an all time high I reached around and undid Vicky’s gown to expose her breasts. Unintentionally however the gown fell open and exposed Vicky completely. I expected a panicked reaction to cover up but she simply removed it completely and let it fall to the floor. I continued to kiss her neck and play with her tits in full view of everyone in the bar. Could this night get any more outrageous? It was about to…
While playing with Vicky’s tits and gently squeezing her nipples from time to time, coupled with the porn show in front of us it was clear that she was aroused. She opened her legs on the stool and began to play with her pussy, again in full view of everyone. Most of the bar was now partaking in some form of sexual activity in the bar and it had rapidly turned into a huge fuckfest. I went round to in front of where Vicky was sat and sank to my knees just in time to see Vicky remove two of her fingers from her pussy and went in to give her oral sex. She parted her legs even further as I did and leant back on the bar so I could get to more of her pussy moving deep inside with my tongue. I gently massaged her clitoris with both my tongue, moving in and out with my fingers as I did. She was so wet that I was tempted to fuck her there and then.
As I stood up took a look around the room to see what everyone else was up to. There was a guy our age getting a blow job on the stool next to us at the bar, a woman playing with herself and a dildo in one of the booths and the guy from the changing room was fucking his partner from behind at one of the tables in the middle. The biggest surprise was that the woman getting fucked on the pool table now had a guys cock in her mouth aswell!
I kissed Vicky passionately on the lips and she got up from her stool. Up to this point I had still had my gown on but this came off pretty quickly. The feeling of being naked amongst strangers was exhilarating. Vicky then sunk to her knees and grabbed my cock with her right hand. She gently stroked it and licked the tip momentarily as she built up the speed with which she wanked me off. After a few minutes she took the end of my throbbing cock in my mouth and sucked hard. The sensation took my breath away as here I stood leaning against a bar, getting a blow job from my naked wife. The blow job lasted 5 or 6 minutes and Vicky stood back up to kiss me passionately. The way we kissed was pure passion, alcohol fuelled lust that could only finish one way.
We were confident now, and I was half tempted to bring Vicky over to the pool table and fuck her right on the table next to the menois a tois that was in full swing but decided against it. Instead I got Vicky to sit back on the stool and bent her over towards the bar. She gripped the bar as I positioned my cock against the entrance to her pussy and pushed it in slowly. It slipped in easily and felt fantastic as I built up a rhythm of pushing my cock deep into her. I thought that I would cum quite quickly but the mixture of nerves and excitement kept me fucking hard and fast without being close at all – which was perfect as I did want to stop yet. At this point I had completely forgotten about the barmaid who was still behind the bar! Without a single hesitation she stood behind the bar right in front of Vicky and simply leant over and grabbed her tits. Vicky showed even more vigour at this as she pushed back against my cock even harder and faster until I did have to stop before I blew my load there and then.
As I pulled out of Vicky I continued to wank myself off as I quickly surveyed the room. There were about 30 people, now completely naked, fucking in various positions around the room. Some were in threesomes, some in fours some just fucking themselves with toys, quite a site for us two first timers. The couple whom we had met in the changing room were now standing next to us, naked also, at the bar. Difficult to know how to start a normal conversation after just fucking each other in full view. Luckily they started it for us although the conversation was far from normal. After introducing themselves as Layla and Thomas.
Layla was an attractive woman, blonde shoulder length hair and about the same height as Vicky. Her body was untanned though smooth and curvy with ample tits to match. I couldn’t help but notice a neatly trimmed mound down below too. Thomas was a dark haired guy two or three inches shorter than me and with a much slighter frame. He was reasonably toned though and obviously worked out. His now fully erect cock was an impressive size even if I do say so myself –about 8 inches and circumcised.
After the pleasantries, although a little strange, Layla simply asked the most direct question I think I have ever witnessed. “Vicky, may I lick your pussy?” I was gob smacked and stood gaping at them both to see what happened next. Vicky actually nodded! With this, Layla approached Vicky and French kissed her passionately whilst moving her hands between her legs to rub her pussy, occasionally slipping her fingers inside her. Vicky recipllicated and rubbed her pussy back. At one point like something straight out of a porno, she removed her fingers and sucked them to taste the woman’s pussy juices. At the site of this myself and the woman’s husband (at least I think he was) watched and masturbated at the spectacle. After a minute or two the blonde woman encouraged Vicky to lie on her back on the floor which she did willingly. The woman then straddled her face in the 69 position and they both began to lick each others pussys. I moved round to where Vicky head was positioned to get a better look at her licking another woman out and rubbed my cock hard. After about 5 minutes I thought it about time I got some more action and was about to suggest to Vicky we fuck on the floor but Thomas beat me to it. To much surprise to me and Vicky he crouched behind his wife and over Vicky’s face with his cock in hand and guided his cock into his wife’s pussy. He was almost on top of his wife, straddling her as his cock slipped in easily with a gasp from Layla. It was at this point that I expected Vicky to crawl away in disbelief but surprisingly she carried on licking at the woman’s pussy. From where I was standing I had a great view of the scene and noticed that Thomas balls were only millimetres from Vicky face as he thrust into his wife. Vicky’s reaction was to stop her cunniylingus, rest her head on the floor and used her right hand to massage and squeeze the guy’s balls as he continued to pump into Layla. As I watched and wanked I knew what was coming and that it was pretty much inevitable. On Thomas’ outward stroke, his pussy juice covered cock slipped out of Layla and headed downwards towards Vicky’s face. On the first thrust it made contact with her lips and she looked a little surprised however immediately grabbed the rock hard cock and fed it into her mouth where she sucked hard. Thomas continued to thrust and for five or six strokes fucked Vicky’s mouth before she fed it back into Laylas pussy.
I was definitely now ready for some action and move around to the other end and positioned myself between Vicky’s legs and directly in front of Layla who surged forward with each thrust from behind. I figured the only way to get good penetration was to lie on my side, so that’s exactly what I did. I fed my cock into Vicky and pushed into her pussy as far as I could and gradually started to fuck her hard and fast once again. Feeling quite close pretty quickly I pulled out after a few minutes. Layla either mistook this for an invitation or wanted a mouthful of cum as she wrapped her lips around my cock immediately and started to suck me off. Fortunately I didn’t come there and then and simply enjoyed the blow job. Soon after, we all made a move to change positions at around the same time; it was becoming a bit uncomfortable.
“What now?” I was thinking to myself, I was hoping someone had another position in mind. Thomas did it was apparent and lay on his back in the middle of us all, to instigate the next surprise of the night. As he lay then, noticeably sweating from the antics as were we all, Layla crouched above his face, offering up her pussy to his mouth, which was eagerly accepted. Initially I thought this may have been the end of the foursome however Vicky had other ideas. She stood above the guy and lowered herself towards his cock, grabbing it with one hand and feeding it into her pussy. This was the first second strange cock I had seen her fuck and man it was a turn on! As she hovered above him now, half the length of his cock buried inside her, he began to thrust his hips upwards and fucked her hard and fast; so hard and fast that I could see it visibly take her breath away. With this I though it would be the opportune time to start to lubricate her arse as I definitely wanted to try double penetration tonight. I used saliva to moisten the hole and massage it with my fingers as she was fucked profusely, in preparation for my cock.
In the meantime, Layla was masturbating herself furiously and began her first orgasm of the night, screaming and shaking in a crescendo of ecstasy. Visibly exhausted she took a seat at the bar and poured herself a drink as the rest of us continued.
Easily lubricated with a mixture of saliva and sweat, I positioned myself behind Vicky and very slowly fed the tip of my cock into her arse. She gasped with shock at first, but I took it slow and gently pushed in and out at a snails pace at first. When comfortable I picked up speed, as did Thomas. Vicky was now on her knees, straddling Thomas, a cock pumping in and out of both holes, the feeling was amazing.
I was certain that this is how I wanted to shoot my load – the first load anyway as I intended on carrying on through the night if I could. As we both fucked my wife, her appreciation of two cocks hadn’t gone unnoticed. One of the guys sitting in the booths approached us with his cock in his hand. He was a shorter guy, blonde and Scandinavian looking around 35 or 36 years of age. His cock was small in comparison to the cocks buried in Vicky and stood to attention at around 6 inches whilst he wanked himself while approaching us. I knew what was on his mind, and as he reached us he immediately fed his cock into Vicky’s mouth. I assume she had her eyes closed prior as it seemed to give her a bit of a shock. The shock only lasted a couple of seconds though as she soon after took half his cock in her mouth while wanking his shaft as if eagerly trying to get him to cum in her mouth. She didn’t have to wait long, as the guy being gratefully sucked off tensed up and moaned loudly as he gripped the back of Vicky’s head. I knew he had just cum in her mouth and surprisingly, she let it happen – she has only ever let me cum in her mouth once! The guy pulled out of Vicky’s mouth eventually and looked spent; his cock flaccid and balls empty as his thick spunk dripped from Vicky’s mouth.
I was enjoying fucking Vicky in the arse so much at this stage, made even tighter by the presence of another cock in her pussy; I wanted it to last and thought a blow job would help. I got up and Vicky dismounted the cock she had been pounding, still rock hard. I sat Vicky back on the stool and positioned myself in front of her so she could suck me off again. She grabbed my cock eagerly and enthusiastically wanked me off in her mouth while sucking on my helmet.
Meanwhile Thomas had positioned himself behind Vicky again and decided it was now his turn for some anal sex. He slowly fed his cock into her arse, a quiet squeak from Vicky indicating when he was fully inserted.
Every time Thomas thrust his cock deep into Vicky’s arse, she took me further and further into her mouth, I simply cannot describe the excitement I was experiencing.
After 2 or 3 minutes, I noticed that Thomas was now starting to build up speed, he was going to cum.
He was now thrusting so hard that Vicky let out a little moan with each thrust, as well as sucking on my cock a little harder too.
Eventually Thomas made one last push and jetted wave after wave of spunk into Vicky. She looked up into my eyes at this point, with a grin, we knew how dirty we were being and we loved it!
Unbelievably, I still hadn’t cum, but boy was I ready to. I motioned to the empty couch at the far end of the bar and Vicky stood up and made her way over. I could see cum dripping from her arse and running down her leg from behind, one of the horniest sights I think I have ever witnessed.
Surveying the room, it was now a full on orgy, people fucking everywhere, threesomes, foursomes, and even self-pleasuring going on. I walked past all the activity and sat down on the leather couch at the end of the bar where Vicky was waiting. She mounted me quickly and I eased my now throbbing cock into her pussy, already wet with juices and cum. As she bounced up and down on my cock, I sucked hard on her nipples and gripped her arse tightly, spreading her cheeks to expose her arse to the rest of the room. I was pretty sure we were both going to cum in this position so we didn’t hold back. However this was an orgy, and we couldn’t escape the fact. Within minutes I noticed another guy over Vicky’s shoulder, and by the look on her face, he had already started to enter her arse. I think Vicky was a bit reluctant at first this time, by I notice the pleasure take over once more as the guys cock entered into her balls deep. The pace never slowed as me and the stranger fucked Vicky, pushing in and out simultaneously. I hadn’t even noticed the other guy leave to be honest as I was building up to a climax. I did realise that he has also cum in Vicky though as I could feel his cum as it had run down onto my cock and balls too.
As her pussy tensed around my cock, it seems all my horn and excitement from the past hour exploded in a huge eruption of cum into her pussy, I can only imagine that is what a multiple orgasm feels like.
I couldn’t believe Vicky hadn’t cum yet! She had been fucked by two strangers, taking both of their loads inside her as well as being double penetrated and she was still going! She was definitely on a sex high now; I could see it in her eyes.
As she rolled off me my cock flopped out of her pussy followed by every bit of spunk I had in me. It covered me and the chair!
Vicky was desperate to orgasm now. She positioned herself on the floor on her back with her knees up toward her chest and began to masturbate rapidly, her open pussy and arse covered in spunk on full view. I was spent but enjoyed the show from the comfort of the couch.
Vicky’s final flurry didn’t go unnoticed from the majority of the room who had finished their antics and looked equally exhausted. However there were two guys who hadn’t quite finished. They made their way over to where Vicky was lying and stood above her, masturbating directly over where she lay. It only seemed liked seconds before the first guys pointed his cock downwards and literally fired shot after shot of semen at Vicky. The first few jets hit Vicky on the neck and chin, so she opened her mouth to allow the barrage to enter her mouth! She must have taken a good 5 spurts down her throat after this as she continued to play with herself, building up the speed even further.
Before the guy had even finished his ejaculation, the other chap was now also releasing his load. This time it coated her stomach and her pussy, covering her in white sticky goo. Shock number four alert! Vicky took and rubbed her hand in the guy’s semen around her stomach and used the spunk to lubricate her clitoris further, occasionally sticky two or three fingers inside.
Vicky suddenly erupted in an intense orgasm, shaking and moaning for what seemed like a full minute. I’ve never seen her experience this kind of orgasm, but who could blame her after the orgy we’d been through.
Physically she collapsed, Vicky eventually she rose and sat on the couch next to me, spent, with cum dripping from holes, her chin and her stomach. My cock was twitching like it had been threw a traumatic experience, and it had.
After a few minutes, we took ourselves off for a shower. It’s so strange, after all that went on, it’s only in the showers and changing rooms that we, and everyone else seems to cover themselves up in towels, almost embarrassed to be naked, despite having fucked in front of and been fucked by many of the others in there.
It was all quite a surreal situation afterwards. We got dressed and re-entered the bar which somehow seemed like a completely different place, a respectable place. We chatted and shared drinks and holiday stories with our new friends like nothing had happened.
We swapped numbers with Layla and Thomas and said we would hook up if ever in the area again, and left for our hotel. We laughed a lot on the walk home, while recalling our favourite bits of the evening. I had a full on erection again when we made it back to the hotel, and could tell Vicky was horny again – just the two of us this time though, my heart couldn’t take anything more!
Ahh Brussels, City of Culture, Fine Dining, Fine Art museums and some pretty serious sexual activity we were about to find out!
Myself and my wife occasionally take some time off to do a City break somewhere toward the end of the year when it turns out we haven’t quite used our work annual leave entitlement. On this occasion we chose to pop over to Brussels on the Eurostar as I had travelled through there briefly as part of a charity bike ride earlier in the year and thought Vicky would appreciate it too.
It was late November so there was quite a chill in the air, plenty of warm clothes, Coffee House visits and our fair share of Alcohol was the order of the day. We only had three nights before we were set to travel back home so as per usual Vicky was pretty methodical in researching it, so we wouldn’t waste time at boring Tourist Attractions and just took in the best of the bunch.
Unusually for us, we stayed right in the centre of Brussels in the Hilton as we got a good deal on the internet. We were used to staying in more boutique style accommodation when we could but this was a bit of a last minute trip so we thought ‘what the hell’, we never spend much time in the hotel anyway.
Brussels was a very cosmopolitan City, Café Culture, cobbled streets and a very ‘European’ way about it, from the dress sense to their liberal attitude to nudity and sex in general. A quick glance at the top shelf magazines in the newsagents gave this away immediately. We had a bit of a laugh about it in a few of the shops as not only was there full frontal nudity on the front of magazines but even full sex acts!
The evenings were always a bit of a daunting time for us as firstly we wanted to make sure we found a nice restaurant, but secondly somewhere to go on and have a drink afterwards. Friday and Saturday we found some really cool bars, and experimented with their local cocktails to some chilled out Euro House, very chic. However as we didn’t want to waste the next day in bed with a hangover we didn’t get too d***k. There would always be at least one day of our holidays however when we would forget about not getting d***k and in fact get pretty plastered. We saved this night until Sunday as we didn’t have to catch the Eurostar until 2pm the next day.
We started out in a nice Italian restaurant around the cobbled streets of the Main cathedral where the food was awesome. We had about a bottle of wine between us and a couple of beers during dinner and then moved on to a small bar next door which was fairly lively. Here is where we really rolled out the cocktails! I think we must have had about 5 cocktails each while there and at closing time about 11pm, we were pretty smashed. We did fancy a few more drinks though so thought we would explore the cobbled lanes a bit more before heading back. Surprisingly, most of the bars closed quite early on Sunday nights in Brussels so we were just getting used to the idea of retuning to the hotel bar when we stumbled on a bar in the side alley. It was well lit from the outside so we thought we would give it a go.
When we walked in we came to a booth with a woman sitting behind it, like the entrance to a nightclub, although what seemed like quite a quiet one. Not sure whether it was a bar I thought I had better ask first:
“Hi, can we get a couple of drinks by any chance” I asked. The lady behind the counter firstly seemed surprised that we were English, but then smiled and asked if we were members. “No I’m afraid not” I replied, "is it members only?”
“It is usually however we are quite quiet tonight so you are welcome to use the facilities”. She then handed us a pass card and a locker key. I did think this was slightly strange and myself and Vicky looked at each other inquisitively, but then again thought that the locker keys were for jackets etc, actually quite a good idea.
When through the turnstile we headed through the swing door into what I can only describe as really plush swimming pool changing room – a lot of lockers, benches in the centre but with mock chandeliers and cream carpet! “This is a weird bar” I exclaimed to Vicky, with a certain nod of approval. It was only after a few minutes of working out what to put into the lockers that it was suddenly revealed. Through the door at the other end to the one we came in entered a young couple, probably late twenties, wearing matching white bath robes! After again looking bemused at each other, Vicky whispered to me “this must be a spa bar; I think I read about them”. Cool idea I thought. Politely nodding hello to the couple we were surprised at their welcoming approach as they shook hands and gave the double cheek kiss that we now felt so accustomed to! “Welcome in, won’t you get changed and come into the bar?” the young guy asked Vicky. “We are just having a drink as we did not bring our costumes” replied Vicky. What happened next took us both by surprise. The woman suddenly took off her bath robe to reveal she was completely naked! Covered from head to toe in which seemed like oil of some kind, with what was quite obviously a recently trimmed pussy” she exclaimed, “Costumes, Don’t be silly, you do not need your costumes here, all you need is the robe from your locker!” whilst laughing quite hard. Meanwhile her husband had also removed his robe to reveal again he was naked, at this point you couldn’t really help notice a rather large penis hanging down, although flaccid. “Grab your robes and come in for a drink” the husband retorted as they strode off back through the far door.
Well at this stage I think Vicky and I were in a bit of shock. Our first reaction was to leave and we certainly gave it some serious consideration. “Shall we head back to the hotel and get a drink?” I asked Vicky. It was at this point that I think the drink was talking as Vicky answered “we may as well stay for a drink”. Now I still wasn’t sure what lay behind the door at the end and endless possibilities were rushing through my mind. Firstly and most rationally I thought maybe it was a’naturelle’ sauna. Then I thought maybe it was a strange naked bar that was quite common in Belgium. I was definitely intrigued though, and extremely excited by what may be behind the door so I agreed to stay for a drink. “OK. But what do we do about the robes?” I asked. “Let’s just put them on, it’ll be a laugh” said Vicky. I was pretty surprised by this if I’m honest as Vicky is certainly out going but walking into a bar (If that’s what it was) was not something I thought she’d be comfortable with.
Nonetheless then, we both got undressed to put on our robes. As Vicky got down to her underwear I immediately started to get a bit horny, the combination of her body, and the thought that anyone could simply walk in and catch us combined to almost immediately give me an erection. Firstly hesitant to remove my underwear I hesitated to see Vicky’s reaction, but she didn’t even hesitate and both her bra and knickers came off immediately and she started to fold her clothes to put them in the locker. It was at this point that my heart first started beating uncontrollably (it happened quite a lot through the night) and I couldn’t believe how blasé she was being about the situation! What if that couple walked in again? Vicky was just standing there naked without a care in the world; it was definitely the Dutch courage that alcohol gives you. Its funny, I had thought that in a situation like this it would be the opposite way round, but it was me who felt a bit nervous and embarrassed, but I wasn’t about to bottle out now – I had to see what was behind the door!
When robed up, we gave each other a bit of a nervous look and strode toward the door ‘I would never do this sober’ I thought to myself! Vicky walked behind me now, a little less confident than before as I opened the door to reveal … a bar! And quite a nice one too. Not what I expected at all, it was spacious, had a long bar along the far wall with all the usual bar accessories, with 10 or fifteen people sitting at it. There was a small dance floor (albeit empty) some more private booths with tables and even a pool table!
There was about 20 people in the bar altogether and I was kind of expecting squeaky floor boards, a record scratching to a stop and everyone tuning around to stare but it didn’t really happen. A couple of people turned around, including the ‘naked’ couple from the changing room, but all in all it was a fairly comfortable environment that would have been perfectly normal. However about five of the people sitting around were completely naked and the girl who initially I though was taking a difficult shot on the pool table was being orally pleasured whilst bending over the table by a naked guy crouching next to it. Queue beating heart beat number two! It was a swingers club! How did I not work that out before? Now amongst the shock of naked people in a bar and oral sex on the pool table I did have a strange thought – that everyone was quite attractive. I had always expected the type of patron of such a place to be, well, fat and ugly, but I didn’t see a single man or woman who fit this bill! Although this shock felt like an age, it was probably only a few seconds and I immediately suggested to Vicky that we make our way to our comfort zone “Bar?”
The next shock (there were lots) was the bar woman – completely naked! It was all a bit surreal. I wasn’t sure what to order in a bar where quite a few people were naked and the rest were virtually naked but needed more courage at this stage as the shock had started to sober me up – double whiskey on the rocks. Vicky opted for a Southern comfort and lemonade – I doubled it. Err – money! “I’m sorry” I proclaimed, “My money is in my locker”. “No problem” said the ‘naked’ barmaid “you pay when you leave”. Perfect I thought.
So we took a seat on the bar stools. They were the spinning bar stools that wouldn’t look at of place in an American diner, and they were cold, especially when you sat on them. We took our seats and kind of tried not to look at the couple on the pool table but it was difficult not to as the woman was groaning quite loudly, even over the very normal chart music on the radio. “How strange is this?” I semi whispered to Vicky. Her response surprised even me “Very. But a bit of a turn on too isn’t it?” I could only nod in agreement.
In the same way that you stare at loud people in a normal bar, or the over amorous in the cinema, we couldn’t take our eyes of the couple on the table. They moved on from cunnilingus fairly quickly until the guy decides to have full on sex with her on the pool table. It was like watching porn but live, and boy was it hot. At first we were embarrassed watching, turning away every time they caught our eye until eventually it became comfortable to just watch. I noticed out of the corner of my eye another couple watching the pool antics and a chap around 35 opening wanking himself off at the bar. This was crazy, but what the hell, if you can’t beat them…
Vicky was now turned full circle on her bar stool and openly watching the couple fucking on the table. I knew exactly what I wanted to do and where it would lead yet I was soo nervous – rapid heart beats number three! I had had an erection almost since walking into the bar but so far had kept it covered up, that would change pretty quickly. I got down from the stool and stood behind Vicky who was still transfixed on the noisy couple fucking. Grabbing her shoulders, I kissed her necking and massaged her breasts outside of the gown; and approving roll of the head gave me the signal to continue. With my courage at an all time high I reached around and undid Vicky’s gown to expose her breasts. Unintentionally however the gown fell open and exposed Vicky completely. I expected a panicked reaction to cover up but she simply removed it completely and let it fall to the floor. I continued to kiss her neck and play with her tits in full view of everyone in the bar. Could this night get any more outrageous? It was about to…
While playing with Vicky’s tits and gently squeezing her nipples from time to time, coupled with the porn show in front of us it was clear that she was aroused. She opened her legs on the stool and began to play with her pussy, again in full view of everyone. Most of the bar was now partaking in some form of sexual activity in the bar and it had rapidly turned into a huge fuckfest. I went round to in front of where Vicky was sat and sank to my knees just in time to see Vicky remove two of her fingers from her pussy and went in to give her oral sex. She parted her legs even further as I did and leant back on the bar so I could get to more of her pussy moving deep inside with my tongue. I gently massaged her clitoris with both my tongue, moving in and out with my fingers as I did. She was so wet that I was tempted to fuck her there and then.
As I stood up took a look around the room to see what everyone else was up to. There was a guy our age getting a blow job on the stool next to us at the bar, a woman playing with herself and a dildo in one of the booths and the guy from the changing room was fucking his partner from behind at one of the tables in the middle. The biggest surprise was that the woman getting fucked on the pool table now had a guys cock in her mouth aswell!
I kissed Vicky passionately on the lips and she got up from her stool. Up to this point I had still had my gown on but this came off pretty quickly. The feeling of being naked amongst strangers was exhilarating. Vicky then sunk to her knees and grabbed my cock with her right hand. She gently stroked it and licked the tip momentarily as she built up the speed with which she wanked me off. After a few minutes she took the end of my throbbing cock in my mouth and sucked hard. The sensation took my breath away as here I stood leaning against a bar, getting a blow job from my naked wife. The blow job lasted 5 or 6 minutes and Vicky stood back up to kiss me passionately. The way we kissed was pure passion, alcohol fuelled lust that could only finish one way.
We were confident now, and I was half tempted to bring Vicky over to the pool table and fuck her right on the table next to the menois a tois that was in full swing but decided against it. Instead I got Vicky to sit back on the stool and bent her over towards the bar. She gripped the bar as I positioned my cock against the entrance to her pussy and pushed it in slowly. It slipped in easily and felt fantastic as I built up a rhythm of pushing my cock deep into her. I thought that I would cum quite quickly but the mixture of nerves and excitement kept me fucking hard and fast without being close at all – which was perfect as I did want to stop yet. At this point I had completely forgotten about the barmaid who was still behind the bar! Without a single hesitation she stood behind the bar right in front of Vicky and simply leant over and grabbed her tits. Vicky showed even more vigour at this as she pushed back against my cock even harder and faster until I did have to stop before I blew my load there and then.
As I pulled out of Vicky I continued to wank myself off as I quickly surveyed the room. There were about 30 people, now completely naked, fucking in various positions around the room. Some were in threesomes, some in fours some just fucking themselves with toys, quite a site for us two first timers. The couple whom we had met in the changing room were now standing next to us, naked also, at the bar. Difficult to know how to start a normal conversation after just fucking each other in full view. Luckily they started it for us although the conversation was far from normal. After introducing themselves as Layla and Thomas.
Layla was an attractive woman, blonde shoulder length hair and about the same height as Vicky. Her body was untanned though smooth and curvy with ample tits to match. I couldn’t help but notice a neatly trimmed mound down below too. Thomas was a dark haired guy two or three inches shorter than me and with a much slighter frame. He was reasonably toned though and obviously worked out. His now fully erect cock was an impressive size even if I do say so myself –about 8 inches and circumcised.
After the pleasantries, although a little strange, Layla simply asked the most direct question I think I have ever witnessed. “Vicky, may I lick your pussy?” I was gob smacked and stood gaping at them both to see what happened next. Vicky actually nodded! With this, Layla approached Vicky and French kissed her passionately whilst moving her hands between her legs to rub her pussy, occasionally slipping her fingers inside her. Vicky recipllicated and rubbed her pussy back. At one point like something straight out of a porno, she removed her fingers and sucked them to taste the woman’s pussy juices. At the site of this myself and the woman’s husband (at least I think he was) watched and masturbated at the spectacle. After a minute or two the blonde woman encouraged Vicky to lie on her back on the floor which she did willingly. The woman then straddled her face in the 69 position and they both began to lick each others pussys. I moved round to where Vicky head was positioned to get a better look at her licking another woman out and rubbed my cock hard. After about 5 minutes I thought it about time I got some more action and was about to suggest to Vicky we fuck on the floor but Thomas beat me to it. To much surprise to me and Vicky he crouched behind his wife and over Vicky’s face with his cock in hand and guided his cock into his wife’s pussy. He was almost on top of his wife, straddling her as his cock slipped in easily with a gasp from Layla. It was at this point that I expected Vicky to crawl away in disbelief but surprisingly she carried on licking at the woman’s pussy. From where I was standing I had a great view of the scene and noticed that Thomas balls were only millimetres from Vicky face as he thrust into his wife. Vicky’s reaction was to stop her cunniylingus, rest her head on the floor and used her right hand to massage and squeeze the guy’s balls as he continued to pump into Layla. As I watched and wanked I knew what was coming and that it was pretty much inevitable. On Thomas’ outward stroke, his pussy juice covered cock slipped out of Layla and headed downwards towards Vicky’s face. On the first thrust it made contact with her lips and she looked a little surprised however immediately grabbed the rock hard cock and fed it into her mouth where she sucked hard. Thomas continued to thrust and for five or six strokes fucked Vicky’s mouth before she fed it back into Laylas pussy.
I was definitely now ready for some action and move around to the other end and positioned myself between Vicky’s legs and directly in front of Layla who surged forward with each thrust from behind. I figured the only way to get good penetration was to lie on my side, so that’s exactly what I did. I fed my cock into Vicky and pushed into her pussy as far as I could and gradually started to fuck her hard and fast once again. Feeling quite close pretty quickly I pulled out after a few minutes. Layla either mistook this for an invitation or wanted a mouthful of cum as she wrapped her lips around my cock immediately and started to suck me off. Fortunately I didn’t come there and then and simply enjoyed the blow job. Soon after, we all made a move to change positions at around the same time; it was becoming a bit uncomfortable.
“What now?” I was thinking to myself, I was hoping someone had another position in mind. Thomas did it was apparent and lay on his back in the middle of us all, to instigate the next surprise of the night. As he lay then, noticeably sweating from the antics as were we all, Layla crouched above his face, offering up her pussy to his mouth, which was eagerly accepted. Initially I thought this may have been the end of the foursome however Vicky had other ideas. She stood above the guy and lowered herself towards his cock, grabbing it with one hand and feeding it into her pussy. This was the first second strange cock I had seen her fuck and man it was a turn on! As she hovered above him now, half the length of his cock buried inside her, he began to thrust his hips upwards and fucked her hard and fast; so hard and fast that I could see it visibly take her breath away. With this I though it would be the opportune time to start to lubricate her arse as I definitely wanted to try double penetration tonight. I used saliva to moisten the hole and massage it with my fingers as she was fucked profusely, in preparation for my cock.
In the meantime, Layla was masturbating herself furiously and began her first orgasm of the night, screaming and shaking in a crescendo of ecstasy. Visibly exhausted she took a seat at the bar and poured herself a drink as the rest of us continued.
Easily lubricated with a mixture of saliva and sweat, I positioned myself behind Vicky and very slowly fed the tip of my cock into her arse. She gasped with shock at first, but I took it slow and gently pushed in and out at a snails pace at first. When comfortable I picked up speed, as did Thomas. Vicky was now on her knees, straddling Thomas, a cock pumping in and out of both holes, the feeling was amazing.
I was certain that this is how I wanted to shoot my load – the first load anyway as I intended on carrying on through the night if I could. As we both fucked my wife, her appreciation of two cocks hadn’t gone unnoticed. One of the guys sitting in the booths approached us with his cock in his hand. He was a shorter guy, blonde and Scandinavian looking around 35 or 36 years of age. His cock was small in comparison to the cocks buried in Vicky and stood to attention at around 6 inches whilst he wanked himself while approaching us. I knew what was on his mind, and as he reached us he immediately fed his cock into Vicky’s mouth. I assume she had her eyes closed prior as it seemed to give her a bit of a shock. The shock only lasted a couple of seconds though as she soon after took half his cock in her mouth while wanking his shaft as if eagerly trying to get him to cum in her mouth. She didn’t have to wait long, as the guy being gratefully sucked off tensed up and moaned loudly as he gripped the back of Vicky’s head. I knew he had just cum in her mouth and surprisingly, she let it happen – she has only ever let me cum in her mouth once! The guy pulled out of Vicky’s mouth eventually and looked spent; his cock flaccid and balls empty as his thick spunk dripped from Vicky’s mouth.
I was enjoying fucking Vicky in the arse so much at this stage, made even tighter by the presence of another cock in her pussy; I wanted it to last and thought a blow job would help. I got up and Vicky dismounted the cock she had been pounding, still rock hard. I sat Vicky back on the stool and positioned myself in front of her so she could suck me off again. She grabbed my cock eagerly and enthusiastically wanked me off in her mouth while sucking on my helmet.
Meanwhile Thomas had positioned himself behind Vicky again and decided it was now his turn for some anal sex. He slowly fed his cock into her arse, a quiet squeak from Vicky indicating when he was fully inserted.
Every time Thomas thrust his cock deep into Vicky’s arse, she took me further and further into her mouth, I simply cannot describe the excitement I was experiencing.
After 2 or 3 minutes, I noticed that Thomas was now starting to build up speed, he was going to cum.
He was now thrusting so hard that Vicky let out a little moan with each thrust, as well as sucking on my cock a little harder too.
Eventually Thomas made one last push and jetted wave after wave of spunk into Vicky. She looked up into my eyes at this point, with a grin, we knew how dirty we were being and we loved it!
Unbelievably, I still hadn’t cum, but boy was I ready to. I motioned to the empty couch at the far end of the bar and Vicky stood up and made her way over. I could see cum dripping from her arse and running down her leg from behind, one of the horniest sights I think I have ever witnessed.
Surveying the room, it was now a full on orgy, people fucking everywhere, threesomes, foursomes, and even self-pleasuring going on. I walked past all the activity and sat down on the leather couch at the end of the bar where Vicky was waiting. She mounted me quickly and I eased my now throbbing cock into her pussy, already wet with juices and cum. As she bounced up and down on my cock, I sucked hard on her nipples and gripped her arse tightly, spreading her cheeks to expose her arse to the rest of the room. I was pretty sure we were both going to cum in this position so we didn’t hold back. However this was an orgy, and we couldn’t escape the fact. Within minutes I noticed another guy over Vicky’s shoulder, and by the look on her face, he had already started to enter her arse. I think Vicky was a bit reluctant at first this time, by I notice the pleasure take over once more as the guys cock entered into her balls deep. The pace never slowed as me and the stranger fucked Vicky, pushing in and out simultaneously. I hadn’t even noticed the other guy leave to be honest as I was building up to a climax. I did realise that he has also cum in Vicky though as I could feel his cum as it had run down onto my cock and balls too.
As her pussy tensed around my cock, it seems all my horn and excitement from the past hour exploded in a huge eruption of cum into her pussy, I can only imagine that is what a multiple orgasm feels like.
I couldn’t believe Vicky hadn’t cum yet! She had been fucked by two strangers, taking both of their loads inside her as well as being double penetrated and she was still going! She was definitely on a sex high now; I could see it in her eyes.
As she rolled off me my cock flopped out of her pussy followed by every bit of spunk I had in me. It covered me and the chair!
Vicky was desperate to orgasm now. She positioned herself on the floor on her back with her knees up toward her chest and began to masturbate rapidly, her open pussy and arse covered in spunk on full view. I was spent but enjoyed the show from the comfort of the couch.
Vicky’s final flurry didn’t go unnoticed from the majority of the room who had finished their antics and looked equally exhausted. However there were two guys who hadn’t quite finished. They made their way over to where Vicky was lying and stood above her, masturbating directly over where she lay. It only seemed liked seconds before the first guys pointed his cock downwards and literally fired shot after shot of semen at Vicky. The first few jets hit Vicky on the neck and chin, so she opened her mouth to allow the barrage to enter her mouth! She must have taken a good 5 spurts down her throat after this as she continued to play with herself, building up the speed even further.
Before the guy had even finished his ejaculation, the other chap was now also releasing his load. This time it coated her stomach and her pussy, covering her in white sticky goo. Shock number four alert! Vicky took and rubbed her hand in the guy’s semen around her stomach and used the spunk to lubricate her clitoris further, occasionally sticky two or three fingers inside.
Vicky suddenly erupted in an intense orgasm, shaking and moaning for what seemed like a full minute. I’ve never seen her experience this kind of orgasm, but who could blame her after the orgy we’d been through.
Physically she collapsed, Vicky eventually she rose and sat on the couch next to me, spent, with cum dripping from holes, her chin and her stomach. My cock was twitching like it had been threw a traumatic experience, and it had.
After a few minutes, we took ourselves off for a shower. It’s so strange, after all that went on, it’s only in the showers and changing rooms that we, and everyone else seems to cover themselves up in towels, almost embarrassed to be naked, despite having fucked in front of and been fucked by many of the others in there.
It was all quite a surreal situation afterwards. We got dressed and re-entered the bar which somehow seemed like a completely different place, a respectable place. We chatted and shared drinks and holiday stories with our new friends like nothing had happened.
We swapped numbers with Layla and Thomas and said we would hook up if ever in the area again, and left for our hotel. We laughed a lot on the walk home, while recalling our favourite bits of the evening. I had a full on erection again when we made it back to the hotel, and could tell Vicky was horny again – just the two of us this time though, my heart couldn’t take anything more!
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