The following is a true story about a married couple living with their bi-sexual lover, Star. (The names have been changed but someone out there knows who we are!)

Part 1 - Our story from Star's perspective

I was invited to a private club by a friend. Thats where I found something I had never dreamed of. It was a swingers club and that night I was to meet the man and woman of my dreams. It all started so quickly, ending a few sexually intense months later.

We arrived late, during the show. SafFire she was swaying sexually to the throbbing music, her slim body shimmering under the dim lights, her small taut breasts were pointed with thimble nipples, giving shape to her firm and lithe body. Perched on the mini stage the low ceiling is only an arm’s length away. Dancing naked, beads of perspiration glistening down her body, shimmering in the dim light. The beat was sensually rhythmic, the bass felt like her heart, beating against my chest.

I was drawn to the ring of chairs surrounding her, people in the shadows watching in awe, her left hand supporting the roof, her right slowly massaging her clitoris. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened as she slowly pivoted around. She was alone out there with out any inhibitions at all. Her aura could not be penetrated; all you could do was just stare in silence.

Even the group of young men playing pool and drinking beer was silent. All staring, motionless, with glazed eyes transfixed on her. Everyone watched as SafFire approached orgasm. I was starting to gasp for breathe only just realising I was half way there myself.