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By *onny Bones OP Man
over a year ago
a block away from heaven |
Any single guy on here who visits clubs will recognise one of the nights I was having at a local club recently. I have only ever been a few times before and mostly with careful thought into the time of the month, the organisers of the event and whether anybody was speaking about it here on the forums. This night was different though. I was bloody bored and bloody horny a very frustrating mix of feelings in the early evening. I tried the vanilla black book and it wasn't looking promising on that front. It was very slow on here so I contacted the organizers and arranged my attendance at the event.
Pulling up the car park was rammed and there were people milling around the smoking area outside and a few people just pulling in and parking up. I licked my lips at the prospect of a good night!
It was a nightmare, a reminder why I didn't normally come here. The main bar area had a few single guys perched at the bar eating peanuts looking around expectantly waiting for something to happen. There were two couples, sitting and chatting away whilst a few men lurked around them looking as though they were waiting for a food handout during a famine. Neither couple were entertaining the attention and eventually decided to head to a private play room, bolted the door, closed he curtains and were not seen again for the remainder of the evening. Down the corridor there were about 5 men in a room watching porn, with one couple just sitting in there people watching and whispering sweet nothings to each other. It was just one of those nights where I knew I would fade into the background. Now many of you would say to shake it off and get stuck in. In truth I wanted to not have to hound a couple and follow them around with puppy dog eyes looking like Oliver Twist waiting for a second bowl of Gruel!
I needed a breather so I went out to the car to check my messages and inbox. I dragged it out whilst contemplating leaving, sparked another fag and was just looking around. 'Can I be really cheeky and sneak one of those off please'. That's how it all started. One of the ladies in the couples that headed off to play together had left the club for air also. She later admitted that the guy she had gone with had become quite smitten with the other couple and wanted to have another play, whilst she would have preferred to have done other things with other people. Being sub she had agreed that she wouldn't play unless she had been instructed to and would only if she had his blessing. His enjoyment was knowing that we mere singletons wanted his lady and he got off on that. However, he also agreed that he would include her in everything he was indulging in, and she now felt let down by this. He had been very adamant that she wasn't to play with black men as he wasn't into it. However she really was scorned by what he had decided to do with this lady and her partner.
The car park was still packed but she had his car keys. She invited me to have a look at his quite flashy, pristine car.
I don't know if you're interested in finding out what happened or if you were there that night or even if you're interested in hearing the rest? Let me know! |
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By *onny Bones OP Man
over a year ago
a block away from heaven |
I'll admit as a single guy, looking at the large German motor I was a bit green eyed! I mean come on why should he have all the spoils.
I listened to her speaking for about 10 minutes whilst she detailed how angry she was with him for leaving her out and would smile and nod whilst she told me about their broken agreements and promises. I know I'll get slated for this but I couldn't care less what he had done. I was only thinking about the way her buttons were incorrectly done in her blouse. The ladder at the top of her stocking was also on show... How was I to concentrate! The car a few rows down seemed to be entertaining a crowd and our part of the car park seemed to empty rather quickly as we realized that the blue Ford Fiesta was now the main attraction in the car park for everyone else. Then she turned and asked if I would be comfortable in helping her get her own back. This was the cross roads, the moral dilemma. She had already told me that black men were on 'not to be done' list. For the first time ever I hesitated. She had been clasping what I thought was a tissue in her left hand, these were actually her knickers which she casually hung over the mirror and eased her hand in my trousers. It may have been my conscience going into hyperdrive or something but as I motioned to stop she already had me in her mouth. I thought better of it lifted her head and asked if we really should. Without saying a word she went into the glove box and produced one of his condoms. It wasn't my usual brand and I always found them tight on. So I took out one of mine. That was it she wanted it in the front seat the back seat, her head through the window and even with the door opened and all whilst the others were busy a few rows away. I should mention that the wrapper for our condoms were different colors and labeled differently also. She put the wrapper in his glove box. I went back to the car to pick up my fags and as I turned I noticed him scuttling to his car. I left them to a heated conversation in the car park and returned to the club for no other reason other than I thought it would look less obvious by doing so. They came back in and she motioned for me to come over. As I did he sternly stood up said 'nah mate not interested'. I smiled, winked and turned to walk away when I realized I had somehow forgotten to take my lucky boxers out of his car! Maybe I'll be lucky enough to meet her again and get them back! |
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