When Charlie mentioned that his private club was having a party Saturday night, and that he wanted Jenny to come with, the tall brunette was thrilled.
“Dress casual,” he had tittered over the phone “You should be ready for just about anything.”
Jenny and Charlie had been having a ‘whirlwind romance’ for the past two months, on top of which, well…Charlie was hung like a horse and knew exactly how to use it! This was the first time that Jenny had ever had a man with over sized equipment, and she now was a true believer in the saying “size DOES matter”.
The night of the party, Jenny sat in Charlie’s passenger seat in a short thin dress-sans bra or panties-and two-inch heels, her long dark hair loose down her shoulders. Charlie was steering them down the deep woodland streets and dark cut backs in what she knew as a very affluent neighborhood and minutes later her boyfriend parked his Lincoln at a spacious Tudor mid way down a tree-tunneled dead end.
“I think you’re really gonna like this,” Charlie said when they walked to the front door of the place and without knocking he opened the front door and ushered Jenny into the large foyer. Laughter and music could be heard coming from the next room, and with his arm around her waist, Charlie led his tall lady into the living room.
Jenny’s head began to spin.
Littered around the room were a variety of couples in various stages of undress. Most were laughing and talking, but some were clearly in the early stages of various sexual acts.
“Jen,” Charlie said helping her into the room by pushing lightly on her lower back. “This is the ‘Walking Stick Club’, the requirement for membership should be obvious.”
By the size and thickness of the cocks Jenny was trying to avoid looking at too long and lovingly, she saw before her a handsome group of very well hung men.
“Do you have to, you know?” she shuttered.
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” Charlie continued walking her to a high small bar at the right corner of the big dark living room.
Sipping her expensive champagne-the only drink the WSC served-Jenny took a slower studied looked around the group of people around her.
Yes, the man were hung, in fact Jenny saw quite a few erections she would have liked to have gotten a better look at…at least, but the women were equally impressive, all ‘super-model’ quality with fantastically firm young bodies, long legs, high firm asses and nothing smaller then a C-cup. Jenny was happy she sported 36D’s.
“Let me show you our most impressive member,” Charlie said leading his girlfriend from her staring and walking her out the back archway of the room, down a hallway and to a back porch off the kitchen.
Stopping in the doorway, Jenny saw a black man on a low futon with at least a twelve inch cock lying on his back as two blonde women, twins probably, lay on either side of him, naked, cuddling close, taking turns licking up his chocolate shaft.
“Jen, this is Frank Elliot, a good friend of mine,” Charlie said and Jenny turned to a man she had not heard walk up.
The squat yet smiling Frank stuck out his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Charlie talks very highly of you.”
Shaking Franks hand, Jenny couldn’t help but notice the man’s fat prick nearly poking her thighs.
“I’ll be right back,” Charlie said leaving them.
Turning her back to the activity on the porch, Jenny and Frank began to talk in earnest.
Frank was very interesting, full of quick quips and an interest in the same movies as she but, Jenny couldn’t get her mind fully on what he was saying; she was dressed and the man was standing here naked, his big cock bouncing between them.
“There’s another porch,” he said and Jenny sauntered with the short man down a hallway to a smaller screened-in room that was empty.
Frank sat in one of three wicker chairs and spread his legs and Jenny tried not to look down.
“Do you have a preference for color?”
Jenny looked to her right where Frank was indicating; a small wicker table with a bowl atop of it full of condoms.
Seeing a condom rolled down a fat large cock was not an experience Jenny would soon tire of. She was sighing and squirming in the minute it took Frank to cover his cock.
“Can I assume there’s not much on under that dress?”
Jenny smiled, turned and lifted the bottom of her dress to flash her perfect naked ass underneath.
“I really don’t…” she tried looking back at the man sitting under her but Frank reached for her hips and sat the girl reverse straddle down upon his hard erect cock in an instant.
“Ah ha,” Jenny said, speared, spread and so so wet with this cock entering her.
“I leave you for five minutes…” Charlie said, laughing from the door way. Jenny looked up into his smiling face, and instead of disengaging from Frank, she opened the front buttons of her dress to reveal her bare big tits to her man.
“Welcome to the Walking Sticks club,” Charlie said bending to suck Jenny’s tits while Frank fucked her deeper.