"What do we do?" Jess asked.
"No idea." Max shrugged.
They decided to sit and watch for a while.
A pattern started to emerge.
Couples would sit together, then another couple or a single would join them. They would chat and drink and laugh. Then the kissing would start. On closer inspection, they could see that some people were kissing their original partner, but lots were swapping. They spotted some women kissing other women, but no men kissing each other.
Eventually, as one, the group would rise and move to the far end of the room. They pushed through the door and... Well, they didn't know, but they could guess what was happening next.
A lady in a short, tight green dress snaked over to their table and smiled at Max. "Wanna play?" she asked, looking at them both.
Max shook his head - looking absolutely petrified. "No, thanks," he managed to squeak.
Jess laughed after the woman sauntered off and put her hand on Max's arm. "I think you pulled."
Max shook his head and Jess laughed even harder.
"Shall we go back there?" Jess nodded her head towards the door at the back of the room.
Did they dare?
Max got them another round of drinks and while they drank them, the hostess who had let them in came over.
She smiled and took a seat next to Jess. "Hey, guys. Emma told me to look after you. Are you enjoying?"
Jess nodded and Max busied himself with his pint.
"I know the story behind you coming here," the woman said. "It's fine if you want to go through and watch. People expect it. They kind of like it."
Jess grinned.
"Shall I take you through?"
Jess raised an eyebrow at Max, who nodded. They both felt like they needed babysitting in this weird, unnatural situation.
The glamorous hostess led them to the back of the room, greeting several guests as she passed them.
She pushed open the door.
Jess and Max, with only a little hesitation, followed her through.
"We have a viewing room," she said. "I'll take you there."
They followed her along a corridor, past closed doors. Jess had no idea if the doors were locked or if the rooms were occupied.
Their hostess pushed open a door and led them into a room.
The room had three large, floor-to-ceiling windows and sofas facing the view.
The view was pretty much a real-life sex show.
In each of the rooms, which were slightly lower than this room, so that Jess and Max were looking down on the inhabitants - were people having sex.
The hostess sat Jess and Max down on the first sofa, showed them the tissues on the table and explained that, while the room would normally be open to all, tonight she would lock it so that they could fully enjoy their experience.
Jess sat next to Max and took in the first view.
She was speechless.
And that really didn't happen very often.
On the bed were three naked people. Two women and one man.
The man was naked and on his knees.
One of the women - a blonde, with enormous boobs - was lying in front of the man and he was licking her out.
The brunette, a really skinny woman with flat tits, was wearing a strap-on and fucking him in the arse.
"I can't watch this," Max said, actually hiding his eyes with his arm. Jess could see that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "That's gotta hurt!"
Jess laughed. "You think?"
"We need to move!" Max said, jumping up and going to the next window.
The view here was slightly more appetising.
There were two women kissing each other, and two men positioned behind them, caressing the women's tits as they kissed. It didn't look like the men were interested in each other, but the women were certainly enjoying.
The naked flesh and the passion they were witnessing was making Jess tingle.
"This is better," Max said.
Jess nodded.
"It's like a porn film, really. We can't hear them, though. Do you think they can see us, or do you think it's just mirror their side?"
"Mirror, I'd say." Max stood up and laid his body against the window. No one in the room batted an eyelid, or lost the rhythm of what they were doing.
The two couples had changed position now. One of the women was lying down and one of the men was going down on her - not the man that had been feeling her tits though. The other woman was giving the other man a blowjob.
"It must be a nightmare to work out who goes where next and to do what!" Jess said whispering, as though they could hear her.
"Are you turned on?" she asked Max, turning away from the foursome.
"A little bit." Max grinned.
They moved on to the last sofa.
Two women were having sex, one of them wearing a strap-on. There was a man sitting on a chair watching and playing with himself.
Jess stared at him - they were both hot women, but he was not a hot man. He looked like a fat, squat toad.
She hoped he had a tissue!
"Jess," Max called her and when she turned, he caught her with a kiss. A soft, gentle, very normal kiss.
"I'm so glad we don't do this," he said, gesturing to the windows.
Jess smiled. "Me too."
Max continued to kiss her as he tugged at her jeans. He undid them and then pulled away from her so he could undress her.
When she was naked, he laid her down on the sofa that faced the two women together, but from where she lay, she couldn't see the fat man.
Max pulled off his jeans and trunks and lay on her, kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear.
"I don't mind being vanilla, if this is vanilla," Jess said, breathing deeply as Max entered her.
"Me neither," Max agreed, making love to his girlfriend, oblivious to all the wild and wacky sex going on around them.
Afterwards, as they dressed, Jess smiled. "I hope that wasn't a trick and people were watching us!"
Max's eyes were wide.
And they both burst out laughing.
Chapter Twenty
As they drove home, Jess raised the subject of number ten on the list - golden showers.
Max shook his head as soon as she mentioned it.
"Jess, I love you, and I haven't minded any of the stuff so far. I think I'm pretty open-minded, but there's no way. No way."
Jess smiled. She didn't really want to argue with him. She wasn't keen to pee on him or be peed on. She really didn't get it.
Shall we go straight to number eleven then?"
Max shrugged. "Depends what number eleven is?"
Jess smiled. "Bum fun?"
Max burst out laughing. "Bum fun? Mine or yours?"
Jess grinned. "Either, I guess."
Max was shaking his head as he drove. "Can't we just go back to number one?"
.
The next day Jess rang her expert in 'water sports'. She really didn't get this one at all - each to their own, absolutely, but what was hot about pee?
She didn't mind peeing in the shower, but then she was on her own and it was more a case of the hot water and sound of water combining to make her need to go - even if she'd only just gone.
But peeing for pleasure - no chance. Plus it would be messy and smelly.
But she would be interested to talk to someone who enjoyed it - to see if she could understand why.
The phone answered after a few rings. "Maisie speaking."
Jess introduced herself and they arranged to meet.
This was going to be weird.
They met at a greasy spoon, and Jess pulled out her notepad.
Maisie, more than any of the other women she had met, looked normal, but more than that - she was a little bit frumpy. She was probably late thirties, early forties. She was overweight, with long grey hair.
She didn't look adventurous.
They ordered their food and then Jess took the lid off her pen.
"Shoot!"
Maisie smiled. "I know not a lot of people understand what I do, but I love it."
Jess nodded. She really didn't get it, but she didn't want to be rude.
"The first time it was by accident," Maisie said. "My bladder was pretty full but my boyfriend pounced on me. During sex, it felt uncomfortable but kind of exciting. When I came, a bit of pee came out. I found it really hot. He didn't; he broke up with me."
Jess made a sympathetic face, pretty sure that she would dump someone who peed the bed, before, during or after sex.
"I started getting into the fetish scene then, trying to find someone who was on my wavelength. I eventually met James."
Jess smiled, trying to look pleased for Maisie. She was really struggling to get the sexiness of pee.
"We love water sports. And we're quite extreme - do you mind me saying...?"
Jess shook her head. "Not at all - as long as you don't mind telling me?"
Maisie shook her head and Jess got the feeling that she was happy to talk to someone who would not openly judge her.
"Okay, so first of all, pee is warm, which is lovely. We usually watch each other pee as part of foreplay. Then I love being peed on. On my clothes, face, hair, whatever. I drink it too."
"Really?" Jess couldn't help it.
"Yeah - it's nice."
Jess couldn't believe what she was hearing. She knew people enjoyed different things and she'd heard of golden showers before, so there must be a few people into it. But she was pretty happy that Max had put his foot down.
If he hadn't, she would have.
.
By the time she left Maisie, Jess was a little bit in shock. She obviously wasn't as open-minded as she once thought. Drinking each other's pee? Pee in your hair or face? All she could think the whole time was eeeeeew!
Having decided that number ten was a no-no, and that moving on to number eleven was the way forward, Jess visited good old Ann Summers again. This time, she was going to pick up a butt-plug - though she wasn't really sure about them. Apparently, you whip them out at the point of orgasm, but did she really want shit flying round her bedroom?
She was realising how squeamish she was about messy sex, but maybe that was no bad thing - after all, who wanted to get the bleach out after every sex session!
.
Max got home at six - as usual - and Jess was ready for him.
They ate quickly and then she took his hand and led him upstairs.
"Okay, bum stuff..."
Max nodded. "What's the plan, Jessie?"
"Showers first?" Jess giggled.
Max nodded and they took turns to give themselves a good wash.
Jess wasn't an anal sex fan. She'd actually never done it, except once when an ex boyfriend slipped a bit and went in the wrong hole.
She trusted Max though.
They sat on the bed. "Have you ever done it?" Jess asked, realising that, three years into their relationship, she ought to know this about him really.
"Once or twice." Max nodded. He seemed to be unsure as to whether this was a good thing to tell her.
"Really? You've never tried it with me." Jess actually felt a bit put out.
"Didn't think you were interested." Max shrugged.
"So, what, I should have asked you for it?"
Max took her hand. "Don't be cross. I just never thought about it. It's only okay."
Jess nodded, slightly mollified. It wasn't like she felt that she'd been missing out. She knew a few friends who liked it, but she was a worrier and always worried about poo.
After all, poo comes out of bums, so did she really want anything going up there? Didn't sound like the best plan to her.
But then she knew that some people loved it.
And she was sexually adventurous, wasn't she? She didn't want to be peed on, but surely that was normal.
"So..." Jess took the butt plugs from her drawer.
Max took them off her. She had two butt plugs - one pink, one blue, his and hers - and a tube of lube.
"I don't know what to do..." Jess's voice trailed off. Did you just shove them up there and carry on?
She realised she should have spent time ringing her anal expert instead of her peeing expert.
"Lie on your stomach," Max instructed her.
Jess did as she was told.
He started kissing her back, her neck, her shoulders. He snaked an arm down and started caressing her bum cheeks.
This, Jess liked.
Nothing scary or painful.
Max slipped his tongue in her ear.
"Lift your butt up." Jess tucked her knees under so her bum was higher up and Max was able to spread her cheeks.
It felt unnatural but she was willing to go with it.
She felt a little bit naughty and exposed.
Max caressed her backside, and traced his finger right along the crack of her arse.
It felt nice, it felt tingly.
Max kissed her butt cheek, nibbling and sucking on the skin.
Jess was enjoying - she felt nervous but excited.
Max ran his tongue along her bum hole.
She moaned. It felt good but she was also reserved - she couldn't help but worry that it was smelly or that she might fart.
"Relax," Max said, kissing her bum cheeks again.
She was trying. Max got the lube and dribbled some onto her skin. Using one finger, he traced the crack of her butt again, lingering over her bum hole.
Jess almost felt embarrassed that she was liking it.
"Okay?" Max asked.
"Yeah," Jess said, and then took a sharp intake of breath as she felt just the tip of Max's finger slip inside her arse.
Chapter Twenty-One
Jess couldn't believe that Max had his finger in her arse-hole. She hoped to god there was no poo up there.
She was caught between wanting to relax and enjoy the new sensations and panicking about them.
"Relax," Max said again, removing his finger. "Is it okay?"
Jess nodded. "Yeah - I'm kind of half and half."
Max kissed her neck and slipped his tongue into her ear. Jess felt more lube drop onto her skin; it was so cold, she jumped.
Max picked up the butt-plug. "Tell me if you want me to stop."
Jess nodded. Her throat was dry.
Max rubbed at her bum cheeks, caressing her and squeezing at her, then she felt his finger slip through the lube, rubbing at her bum hole. It was really delicious and naughty.
Then she felt Max slowly push the butt plug inside her. She tried to stay relaxed - it actually felt quite good. It was a different feeling - one she obviously hadn't felt before, and it didn't feel like needing the toilet, it felt like sex... like good, horny sex.
"Okay?" Max asked, once it was fully inside her.
Jess nodded.
"Turn over," Max said.
Jess turned over, aware of the plug in her bum. It was weird but nice. She felt aroused by it and a little bit filthy.
Max started kissing her and Jess kissed him back - the whole time aware of her bum. She felt full.
Max started kissing down her body, heading for her pussy.
Jess squirmed and wriggled as Max licked her out. She was feeling so horny from the butt plug that she came within seconds. She was super turned-on and also a bit bashful.
"Lie on your stomach," she told Max - thinking she should do the same for him. "Butt in the air," she said. She had read that a man's G-spot was up his bum - she didn't know how true that was, but if he was willing, she was willing. And, if he was happy to stick something in her arse, he should be happy for her to do the same to him!
Max had a gorgeous arse, and Jess normally loved rubbing and squeezing it, even kissing it, but butt cracks were a whole different thing. She could say one thing for sure - there was no way her tongue was going anywhere near it.
She got some lube and dripped it onto Max's bum. She started rubbing it and massaging him - sticking firmly with the cheek
s and nothing else.
She didn't know if she was brave enough - to let her fingers go where they had never gone before. This was starting to feel more like a weird biology experiment than a sex session, and after all, she'd already come. She could have happily slipped out her butt plug now and gone to sleep.
Max was raring to go though, so Jess got more lube and ventured near the crack of his arse.
Using one hand to spread his cheeks a little bit, she slowly ran a finger over Max's bum hole. Max moaned.
Jess poured more lube on and traced her finger near his bum hole - did she dare?
She pushed her finger against him, but then stopped herself. After all, this was only the first time she'd visited the area - she didn't want to seem too familiar.
She reached for the butt plug. It was too pretty in pale blue to be a sex toy, but at least it didn't look scary.
She rubbed lube onto the end of it and then ran it over Max's bum hole.
Slowly, she started pushing it inside him. It felt very strange indeed.
Max groaned and she guessed he was enjoying it. "Okay?" she asked him.
"Oh yeah," Max said, voice thick with desire yet again. "Feels really dirty."
Jess stifled a giggle - she really hoped that wasn't literally the case!
"Suck me off," Max said, turning over.
Jess obliged and lowered her mouth onto his cock.
Max moaned and caught her hair with his fingers, pulling her head lower and thrusting deep into her mouth.
Jess was starting to feel uncomfortable with her butt plug. "One sec, love. Can you take this thing out now?"
Max opened his eyes. "Yeah, course. You're meant to pull it out when you come, I think, it makes it better."
Jess grimaced. "I'll pull yours out when you come, but I think I'm done now." As sexy as it had felt, and as aware of the plug as she still was, Jess was starting to worry that she might stretch down there.
She turned onto her stomach and stuck her bum in the air. "Put in straight in the sink," she said. "And don't look at it!"
She was starting to worry there might be poo on it. "And don't smell it!"
Max burst out laughing. "Wow, that's a sexy thought, Jessie."
"I know, I just worry about stuff."
Max grinned. "Brace yourself."
Jess did, biting down on her lip, as Max started slowly pulling the plug out. Jess could almost hear the plop as it came out. It felt good. She had enjoyed the feel of it sliding in and out. She had enjoyed feeling something inside her that she'd never felt before. But she was also feeling lighter with it out. "Quick, don't look."
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