The New Boy Ch. 06 by Samhain35

The New Boy Ch. 06 by Samhain35

Experience the steamy continuation of "The New Boy" in chapter 6 of this thrilling adult sex story. Dive into the seductive world of desire and passion as the story unfolds. Don't miss out on this exciting read!<br/>

Chapter 6 – Couples Choice

The phone rang at 7:38 p.m. Skip’s sister yelled upstairs that the phone was for Skip.

Skip was in his room.

“Hello”

“Hi Skip. It’s Ginger. We’re in the limo and almost there. Are you ready?”

“Um, yeah, but can we meet down the street or something?”

She laughed. “Sure”.

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The black limousine turned smartly down a dimly lit suburban side street, and then again into a dirt driveway next to a small house and a sign that said “D&D Electric”. The limo drove past and behind the house, leading to a large dirt parking lot adjacent to a second, much much larger house behind the one by the street. The secret entrance led them past a sign that said “Couples Choice.” Skip noted the grammar error on the sign.

“Soooo…..what is this place and why is it so hard to find?”

“It’s a swinger’s club, Skip”.

“No kidding, I’ve seen these in videos. You dancing here tonight?”

“No dancing tonight. No work even. I just have to attend the party. I do whatever I want as long as I do it here until 3 a.m. I get a bonus if I get naked in public or do anything sexual where people can watch. Creates buzz for the club. But I don’t have to.”

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Couples Choice was the largest ‘on-premise’ swinger’s club in the Chicago area. An on-premise club is one where the guests can engage in sex on the premises. In off-premise clubs, in contrast, swingers will just meet or party, but taking their actual physical assignations elsewhere.

While an open secret with the neighbors and the local town Government, the club owners built this huge house behind their own modest house for privacy. At least as much privacy as could be arranged for parties sometimes attracting 150 couples. It was for couples only, but single women were often admitted, and often for free. The rule was meant to exclude single men from the parties.

Single men are to swinger parties what ants are to picnics. Leering and predatory, they will search in packs for any sexual activity, and descend upon it, snuffing out all oxygen and extinguishing the flame. Single women, on the other hand, were often referred to as “unicorns”. Select single women were encouraged to attend and admitted free.

Couples Choice was well-equipped for its intended use. Every Saturday night the Club would hold a swing party with a theme – it may be a toga party, a sexy legs party, an amateur strip contest (with large cash prize), scavenger hunts or a hawaiian night. The Club offered 15 private, semi-private and group party rooms, S&M room, 8 bathrooms, two video areas, a dance floor with stripper poles, a DJ booth, laser lights, a state-of the-art sound system, locker room and a huge catered buffet at every party. The main floor was taken up mostly by bar areas and tables which would have put most upscale country/western bars to shame. This was the staging area – couples would dance and mingle, and eventually make their way upstairs to party.

Tonight’s only theme was a personal appearance by Ginger, which had been advertised for several weeks. Accordingly, the parking lot was packed with upscale German and other luxury vehicles. The Club could have been a Mercedes-Benz dealer lot if judged solely by the cars parked there.

Swingers generally are older and more affluent, and also generally married. A typical swinger couple would be in their 40’s or 50’s, married, and kids older or out of the house. They may own a small business or one or both may be corporate executives. Couples Choice had its share of celebrities and even politicians and judges as members as well. Perhaps the primary rule of swinging, other than ‘no means no’, is the unspoken rule of confidentiality. Despite swinging being fairly common, it was very uncommon for a prominent local figure to be outed for it.

Tonight’s party was sold out. Parties where adult film stars attended always did well for the Club, and the Club in turn paid very well for the attendance. Ginger had appeared at Clubs before. Sometimes playing with the guests, sometimes not. She was always clear that she got paid either way – that she wasn’t being paid for the sex, just the attendance. Ginger liked it that way and it also made sure it kept her legal. She didn’t want to get tossed in the local clink by some prosecutor looking to make a headline. The same went for local strip clubs – Ginger always triple researched local obscenity laws for herself to verify what she was allowed to do – could she go topless? Full nude? Could she give a lap dance? Every County’s rules were different. Maybe even each town within the County. All of those things had to be known in advance, and the club owners could not be trusted to give accurate information. As a result, Ginger never had the slightest problem in that regard. And she was always nice to the local police who might attend her show ‘to help with security’, making sure to take a picture with each of them or give an autograph.

The Club owner led Ginger and Skip to a private table where her meet and greet would begin. He handed Ginger and Skip their “Ginger and Skip” buttons. Everyone was wearing a button with their name and their partner, if any. People began lining up for pictures and autographs. Skip sat at the table beside Ginger.

As the crowd moved past, getting a few words, or a polaroid or an autograph, Ginger told Skip about the party.

“See we’re a couple tonight, like the button says. I know this was unexpected and a lot to take in, but don’t worry about it. I won’t desert you, I won’t do anything without you, and we won’t do anything we don’t both agree to. Fair enough?” Ginger went back to the pictures and autographs.

“You want Skip Byron’s autograph too, right?” Ginger said to the couple in front of her table.

“Skip Byron?” said both Skip and the couple almost simultaneously.

“Yeah” Ginger said as she pointed her elbow at Skip. He’s co-starring in my next movie.”

“Sure absolutely then!” and Skip signed for the first time as Skip Byron, carefully forming the last name and making sure he didn’t misspell it.

“See wasn’t that fun?”

“Byron”

“Yeah. Didn’t you ever notice that a lot of the stars have the same last name? Like Amber Lynn or Porsche Lynn or Ginger Lynn? Sometimes they do that to suggest they all have the same look. They’re not really related of course. I thought using ‘Byron’ in your name would give you a head start and be able to build on Tom’s look. And of course if you do well you give some sunshine to his name, too. You can change it after tonight if you want.”

“I haven’t said yes, yet. To the movie.”

“I know. But my Magic 8-ball said ‘Signs point to yes’ so I’m going with that.”

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Ginger and Skip walked up the narrow stairs to the second floor of the house/club. The stairs opened into a large loft area with about a half dozen elevated beds. Against the far wall a couple of dozen voyeurs watched the couple of dozen swingers naked and playing in front of them. As Ginger and Skip negotiated the dimly-lit room, they had to step around kneeling women blowing their partners as they watched the beds across from them.

Suddenly Ginger stopped and backed Skip up against an open spot on the wall facing the beds. She smiled to Skip, and knelt down before Skip. As she undid his pants, Skip noticed that everyone’s attention, even most of the naked swingers on the bed, was on Ginger. They were trying not to be seen as watching, but they were watching intently.

Ginger saw Skip looking around, rose and whispered in Skip’s ear, “Can I do that to you here Skip, in front of all these people?”

“Um.”

“Just remember you’re Skip Byron, pornstar. I’ll make you look great. How about it?”

“OK.”

“And keep my hair out of my face.”

With that Ginger’s knees hit the shag carpet in front of Skip, and she went to work lowering his pants to his knees. Her mouth immediately enveloped him and Skip inhaled sharply, as intended. He looked down and saw the top of Ginger’s head. He looked around and saw the eyes of a couple dozen swingers now watching Ginger blow him. Some who had prepositioned themselves next to Skip and Ginger anticipating something happening craned their necks to get a close look.

Ginger sucked him like she was putting on the performance that she was at that moment actually putting on. Although it was staged, Ginger had wanted to do it since she met Skip that evening. And was looking forward to more.

Ginger felt Skip tap her shoulder as Skip quickly backed up against the wall and out of Ginger’s mouth. He was breathing heavily.

“Didn’t want to yet, Ginger….”

“No prob. We got time.” Ginger smiled. “Oh wait one more thing.” Ginger took Skip’s hand and led him to the beds six feet from the blowjob wall. She placed Skip on his back, his pants still around his knees and his glistening penis still erect and the object of the swinger’s attention, especially the ladies, raised her skirt and straddled Skip. Quickly, his penis was in her moist, warm snug vagina. She leaned down to give Skip a kiss on the lips, and just as quickly dismounted Skip and adjusted her skirt.

“Get dressed.” After dressing, Skip and Ginger continue deeper into the house.

“Wasn’t that fun?”

“What’d you do that last thing for?”

“Tell you later. Oh wait here I’m going to the rest room.”

As Skip waited for Ginger, he was approached by two girls walking together on their way into the rest room.

“Are you the guy that’s with Ginger?”

“Yeah”

“We saw you in the room with Ginger and at the autograph table. Do you do movies too?”

“Maybe. Not sure yet.”

“Catch us both later?”

“Sure.”

Ginger walked out of the rest room, looking fluffed and renewed. “I think I just got propositioned, Ginger”

“Wouldn’t surprise me a bit. But don’t leave me stranded if you want to go play though. Let’s see the rest of the Club.”

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Guests would often travel a circuit through the Club to see what action there was, ‘taking a lap’ it was called. They’d file past the private rooms, peering in if the door was open or ajar. Past the fireplace room. Up the stairs, past the first group room with the elevated beds and blowjob wall, past the S&M room, the locker rooms were people could store their clothes and get a towel, and past two more group rooms before going back downstairs. People were in various states of dress. Many in towels. Some talking in the halls. Some going from one place to another.