The Green Door

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Lisa’s Story

 The Green Door Here is another real adventure from my time in Las Vegas.At that time, I was still married to Mark. We had such a good time together, and he was always full of surprises. I’d had lots of men lust after my tits, but none more so than Mark. He just couldn’t keep his hands and mouth off of them, and he loved for me to show them off. You know by now that I’m a bit of an exhibitionist. Mark wanted me to display them for everyone to see, and that just fired my desires.Mark came home from work one day, saying that he wanted to take me to a new place called the Green Door. He explained that it was a private club, so all of the typical restrictions were tossed aside. Mark told me it was a large space with all kinds of rooms and attractions. He had received an invitation for a one night trial membership and wanted to go on Saturday night.I have to admit that his description sounded intriguing. Besides, I had a new dress to wear that Mark would love. It was kind of a tube dress, which meant that it was tight all over and showed off all my assets. I knew Mark’s cock would be stiff as a rock as soon as he saw me in it and would stay that way all night.Sure enough, on Saturday, when I walked into the kitchen where he was waiting for me, Mark was extremely pleased. After looking me over carefully, he asked if I really needed to wear a bra. I assured him that my breasts were much too large not to wear one. He wasn’t convinced by my explanation and then asked if I needed to wear panties. He pointed out that he could bonus veren siteler see my panty line on the tight dress. Again I insisted that going out without panties was not an option.It was past 9:00 when we reached the Green Door. Their parking lot looked full. The idea of being in a busy place filled with men checking me out got my motor started. I could feel a little tingle between my legs. I knew that the heels I was wearing made my ass look good, but every man in the place would be staring at my boobs.The place was bustling, filled with handsome men and beautiful women. I decided not to begin drinking right away to keep my head straight and see everything there was to see.The men in the place were all well-dressed. There were some with no tie, but all of them were wearing jackets. The women were unbelievably sexy, dressed in short dresses, high heels and tops that showed plenty of cleavage. I couldn’t help thinking I had the best rack in the house.After we had walked around a bit, taking in the sights, Mark leaned over and whispered, “Go into the ladies room and take off your bra. I want the men in here to see my girl’s magnificent tits.” He patted me on my butt and pointed to the ladies’ room.I went to the room thinking, ‘I’m not taking my bra off. I will not do it!’ But once I got inside and looked in the mirror, I changed my mind knowing how much it would please Mark. After it was off, I checked myself out in the mirror once again. My nipples were already hard and showing through the stretchy fabric.As bedava bahis I was standing there, a woman stopped, stared and said, “I’d kill to have a set of tits like yours.”I was still smiling when I reached Mark.“That’s much better,” he told me with a broad smile. “Look at the men checking you out.”I glanced around the room and saw dozens of men looking at me. The looks on their faces told me they’d love to get their hands on me. I got another tingle between my legs.Mark was on his second drink while I was still trying to keep my wits about me. The ambiance in this place was intensely erotic, and I know my weakness for anything sexual. He leaned over again to whisper, “Now I want you to go back and take off the panties.”I frowned at him, but he again pointed at the ladies’ room.As I walked, I was thinking, ‘I am not taking off my panties. That’s just too much to ask. I’m not doing it!’Entering the ladies’ room, I stepped into a stall and slipped my panties off. Suddenly my bra and panties had a new home in my purse. This time when I looked in the mirror, I could see myself practically naked. I had another rush and a stronger tingle between my legs.Mark greeted me with a big smile. “That’s my girl,” he said. “Now you look perfect, and every man in this place is going to get an instant erection looking at you.” He handed me a glass. “I got you a drink to soothe your nerves. Now let’s take a walk and see what this place has to offer.”We walked through the massive place, looking at all of the different settings. deneme bonus We passed several areas with poles that I assumed some of the women in the audience would use. There were several beds of various sizes. Some of them had curtains around them, and some did not. We passed a sauna where I saw men and women sitting naked. I could see a woman with her head on a man’s lap. I had no doubt about what she was doing.Mark would point out men as we strolled through the place. Some were handsome, while others did nothing for me. Some of the men stopped for small talk, but all of them had their eyes fixed on my chest. The whole situation was making me horny.A little farther away was a swimming pool. Most of the women around the pool were topless. Each time we stopped to look at something (or someone), Mark would either squeeze one of my ass cheeks or stand behind me and play with my breasts.We stopped at another bar to refill our drinks. I’ll admit that the sights and sounds, along with my husband’s attention to my body, were getting me ready for what was ahead. With my second drink finished, I was feeling good. I could feel how wet I was, and my nipples had been hard as stones for over fifteen minutes. Every man that looked at me got me just a little more horny and ready for whatever would come next.We walked into a room that was decorated like a dungeon. There was a rack with various kinds of whips on the wall around it. Eventually, we came to a chair that was positioned below a ceiling light. The chair had stirrups, like in a doctor’s office. I noticed three men standing back away from the light and thought I had seen them previously.As we walked around it, I said to myself, ‘I’m not sitting in that chair. I just won’t.’Hubby leaned down, “Sit in the chair, Lisa. Let’s see how it feels,” he urged.

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