You have probably never heard of them but there are are a number of wealthy older women around town, forty plus who have regular meetings. They call themselves ‘glee clubs,’ a real throw back hoping their husbands or partners won’t suspect their regular meetings. They have strict entry barriers, some women become so bitchy when they are refused membership.”
“What are the requirement for membership Ada?,” I asked naively.
“They need to be sexually attractive, and here’s the rub, they have to be comfortable with their peers watching them fucking a man they had never met before the day of the meeting when their turn comes around.
“There are enough of these almost secret ‘glee clubs,’ you could probably obtain at least two assignments each week, all day time assignments so their men have no suspicions.
“Agnes and Briana are the two women who call the shots, organise the bookings, I told them they could audition you next Thursday afternoon, pro bono, though they will need to arrange a hotel room. “Are you fine with that?”
I was fine with that after I checked the pics of the two women Ada emailed me, something we both insist on before meeting new clients.
Agnes and Briana both look eerily similar to the brunette woman on one the TV soaps where a rich and beautifully dressed woman is always looking for a new lover.
They had hired the honeymoon suite at one of the major hotels for my audition at two-thirty. Both of them very attractive women in their mid-forties, a blond and a brunette, with killer heels and voluptuous bodies under their similar tight fitting, short white skirts and black satin blouses. The two women were sitting together opposite me as we looked closely at each other.
“I am Agnes, Briana and me are the founders of what is now a small chain of glee clubs, we call them glee clubs so husbands and lovers won’t be suspicious of our real purpose.
“Some of our members enjoy the exhibitionistic thrill of having sex in front of other women. Others enjoy the voyeurism of watching other members having sex. Some members join our club to meet with new partners, while others go to play with strangers. Some of our parties are designed around a certain theme, like a masquerade ball or bondage.
“Our members all have one similar goal, to chase and find their ultimate fuck with a younger man, a stud who is able to get it up at least twice in one session. As you can appreciate and understand Michael, size is important for our members, a thick and hung man is a given. They love to tease and seduce our men. Don’t dare ask about membership fees or attendance fees.
“Now let’s get down to specifics Michael, your agent Ada speaks very highly of you. We both knew Ada long ago, she was incredibly talented. She promised us you were thick and hung,” they told me as the two women kept crossing their legs for me, flaunting their gorgeous thighs
“On Ada’s website she describes you as late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds with a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock, ten-inches when erect.
“Ada told us you live in Sydney, and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort before she asked you to work for her exclusive agency. We have confirmed those details, though we need to confirm if you really are genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock, ten-inches when erect.
“Remember our members love to tease the man they are going to have, seduce him, not just a wham bam fuck,” Agnes told me, totally in control of the situation. “Now, get hard for me and Briana, really hard, show us what our stud for hire has to offer,” Agnes told me.
I thrive on challenges, and undressing in front of two women I have just met was a wonderful new and exciting sexual challenge as I undressed for them. Opening my shirt, leaving it on as I teased my nipples for two sexy women around fifteen years older. Always a turn on for me, then turning my back and removing my trousers and jock strap. Turning to show them my semi-erect cock.
So pleased when Agnes and Briana both teased my now almost fully cock with their fingertips. Always an extra buzz for me showing my cock to fully dressed women. “Come on Michael, really hard, thick, ten-inches hard, for both of us. Let me help you become hard, rock hard,” Agnes told me as she lifted her skirt and slid her tiny black thong over her heels, then sliding it along my erection.
“Rock hard for us Michael, absolutely rock hard,” Briana taunted, legs spread, as she turned and lifted her skirt to her waist. “Does my big ass turn you on? Does it? Are you rock hard for us Michael? Are you Michael?,” she teased as she turned to show me her wonderful thighs and beautifully trimmed cunt lips.
“Yes Briana, your big ass does turn me on, I love it. I am rock hard for you now, ten-inches and thick,” I told her.
“We can’t have you leaving for home with a boner like that,” Agnes told me. Which of us would you like to fuck first Michael? Or which of us would you like to fuck you first?
“Alphabetically,” I answered tersely before Agnes had me on my back, using me fucking me, while Briana watched.
“I will give you an hour to recover,” Briana told me as she watched me shower before she helped me dry off. Both women chatting to me about their glee club as I recovered. “If any of our members ask you to accept private bookings we have no objection, as long as you are fully fit and available for our meetings. Some of our members will probably want you to meet and have a three-way with you and their lovers, female and male. Would that be a problem?”
“I told you I would give you an hour to recover,” Briana told me less than an hour later, as she asked again, “Does my big ass turn you on,” as she flaunted it for me, rubbing my hand over it, wanting it.
Telling her, “Yes Briana, your big ass does turn me on, I love it. I am rock hard for you now, ten-inches and thick,” laying on my back on the bed as she mounted me, her magnificent big ass toward me, my hands on it, ogling it, Agnes tongue kissing her while she used me, sliding up and down my erection, clenching her ass cheeks for me.
Our next meeting is next Tuesday afternoon. Will you be available? Will you be capable of fucking one of our members, probably ten or fifteen years older than you, while the other members watch? I was available and hopefully capable. I do enjoy fucking with and for an audience.
The meeting was in a special room of an international hotel chain. Agnes met me in the foyer and escorted me to a change room through a second door. “This is a one-way mirror, we can see the members but they can’t see us. What do you think? Are they classy or what?”
They were all very classy women, oozing wealth, immaculately made up and expensively dressed sitting on settees, legs crossed. As I recalled Ada telling me, ‘I am going to market you to a much tighter demographic,’ she had certainly succeeded.
“She doesn’t know it yet, but Imelda the woman dressed in that short black dress with her legs crossed is your assignment today,” she told me as she oiled my naked body. “When you walk into the room the women expect you to be erect or almost fully erect. Do you want me help you gain an erection?”, she asked as she slid an oily hand over my ass. Before I could say yes, Briana the other women who had interviewed me came into the room.
“I had just explained to Michael when he walks into the room the women expect him to have an erection or be almost fully erect. I had just asked him if he wanted me to help him gain an erection? Do you want to stay and watch Briana?”
So pleased when she replied in the affirmative. Another fully clothed, beautifully attired woman watching another fully clothed, beautifully attired woman using her hand, then two hands to make me erect, telling her, “He really is ten-inches, and thick, so thick so hard,” boosting my ego, making me even harder.
After Briana helped me on with a sexy black, crotchless jock strap and my short, black silk dressing gown, tying the belt for me, my erection rubbing against the gown, poking out of the jock strap, the two women led me into the room, each holding a hand, undoing the belt as they walked me around the room, twelve women ogling my erection. No catcalling or crude remarks, these women really were class, though lots of, “Oh my god. Oh wow, Oh fuck, so big,” in soft, polished accents.
When we came to Imelda, the woman dressed in the short black dress with her legs crossed, the women told her, “Today is your turn Imelda, Michael is all yours, enjoy.”
She did enjoy me, passionately tongue kissing me with twelve women watching. Taking me to the end of the room with mirrors on three walls. Telling me loud enough for the women watching to hear, “Undress me so I can fuck you.” Gorgeous sexy black lingerie, a g-string with her wonderful ass hanging out of it. Telling me to leave her cup-less bra on, her gorgeous tits spilling out of it.
Telling me to lay on my back before she mounted me, no surprise that she wanted to be in control, show her women friends what she could do to please a much younger man, her women friends watching her fucking me, her hips thrusting in a frenzy. Obviously a women in a leadership role, used to having her way, calling the shots. Totally uninhibited, whispering, “Fuck me, fuck me. So good, so big, I love it.”
Before I departed, I recalled what Agnes and Briana had told me at our initial meeting, “If any of our members ask you to accept private bookings we have no objection. Some of our members will probably want you to meet and have a three-way with you and their lovers, female and male. Would that be a problem?,” as handed out my card to three of the members. A minimum of detail on it, MICHAEL and my phone number.
It wasn’t a problem, as I received bookings from women wanting meet and have a three-way with me and their lovers, female and male. Enough bookings for another story.