To be honest, we initially had another arrangement for the Saturday night. We were going to go off to a completely different type of function for the evening. But then I saw the advert for another gangbang party at Shakerz, and, remembering how much we had enjoyed the last one, offered it to my partner as an alternative outing for the night. I said to her, “Plan A, or Shakerz? You choose.” And without the slightest hesitation, she chose Shakerz! Sometime later she asked how I would feel about her inviting young Mark to join us for the evening. I have not yet met Mark, but have heard quite a bit about him. He was the young lover of one of my partner’s very good friends a few years back, and has for some time now been trying hard to get it on with my partner (V) as well. He is a lot younger than us, in his late 20s, and could well be described by that expresion - “young, hung, and full of cum”. I said that I would have no objection at all, and that I would like to finally get to meet him. I also thought that the party would be an ideal way to introduce him to the local lifestyle scene. He is quite a kinky youngster, from what V has told me of him and their chats – into anal sex, wanting to try out golden showers and also BDSM stuff, and also wanting guys to “play with him while he’s fucking a chick”, none of which are really our scene at all. In the end I again said that she should decide, as she was obviously in two minds as to whether this would be a good idea or not. She finally decided not to include him this time around, but possibly at some future date. On the night of the party we met up beforehand and had supper while we chatted and caught up on the things that had been happening in our lives recently, following what had been a rather emotional week for us. We arrived at Shakerz soon after the advertised opening time. As we walked in I noticed that an attractive couple, younger than us, had also just arrived. We gathered that they were new to Shakerz, as they were then given the “grand tour” and shown around the premises and the facilities, just as we had on our first visit. The Birthday Girl, for whom the Gangbang had been arranged at her request, was already there, standing at the bar. Mrs Nev offered to introduce us, but then was distracted by the arrival of the next guests, and didn’t get around to it. We headed for the lockers, V removed her pants and undid a couple of buttons on her long top (just long enough to cover her bum and be “decent”), and put our stuff in a locker. We went to the bar and got some drinks, and then made ourselves comfortable on the Ottoman couch, not far from the bar and the entrance to the main lounge. V sat down with her legs spread (but discreetly screened by me), and I couldn’t resist gently, teasingly, rubbing her pussy through her panties (just as she had intended) as we sat close together, chatting and checking out the scene. The Birthday Girl moved from the bar to a table not far from where we sat, with two other guys who had been at the bar joining her at the table. V was very keen for me to go and introduce myself to her, but felt that she (V) would “cramp my style” if she came too, so I went and joined them for a bit at their table while V went back to sit and chat to others at the bar for a while. The discussion at the table headed very much in the direction of the Birthday Girl’s BDSM inclinations, and she mentioned that she had brought along a suitcase full of her toys. I said that we hoped to see their use being demonstrated at some stage during the course of the evening. After chatting for a bit, I went back to V at the bar (“What’s a lovely girl like you doing sitting all alone in a place like this?”!!), and we returned to our place on the Ottoman, where I continued with my naughty touching. We then realised that the Birthday Girl had fetched her toys, and now had them spread out on the table, so together we went over to have a look at the display. As she explained the use of the various items, we were standing behind the bench, and continued playing with each other while standing there listening and asking questions. My touching V like that, even through her panties, is always going to have one inevitable outcome – at some point she is going to start squirting, and things get quite wet! We decided that it was time for us to get a towel from the locker, and relocate to somewhere where we could play discreetly, and not mess on the Ottoman. We noticed that the far corner “cubicle” (it’s not an enclosed cubicle, rather just like a sectioned-off seating area like you get at the Wimpy, screened by low partitions) was unoccupied, and headed in that direction, passing the new young couple, who were seated in chairs nearby, on the way. Once there, V decided that it was HER turn to have some fun, put the towel down on the floor so that she could kneel on it, unzipped my jeans, and started sucking on my cock. As the blowjob progressed, I undid more of the buttons on her top, exposing her bra and cleavage, before eventually reaching around and undoing the clasp, loosening her bra so that I could more easily access her boobs. Somehow, while continuing with the BJ, and without taking her mouth off my cock, she manged to get her bra off (but was still wearing her panties). Before it got to the point of no return I would stop her, and then it was my turn to play with her again, and so we alternated playing for a while. The guy from the cubicle next door, sitting chatting with his partner and another lady who had joined them, occasionally stood up and was looking surreptitiously over the partition from time to time when he could tell from V’s moaning what we were up to, but no one else really showed any interest, although we would have had no objection to anyone watching or joining us in our cubicle. At around 10pm the Birthday Girl took the DJ’s microphone and announced that she was ready and the gangbang would be starting. She moved off in the direction of the Orgy room where there were mattresses spread on the floor and the heaters had been on, warming the room. We saw a couple of guys follow her through, while we continued playing in our cubicle for a while, to give them time to get going. We had agreed that we would not be participating in the gangbang, not wanting to detract from the Birthday Girl’s special evening, but were determined to get to watch whatever transpired. After a few minutes we decided it was time to go though and watch, leaving our towel and V’s bra behind in “our” cubicle. When we entered the Orgy room, the Birthday Girl and one of the guys were already naked and fucking energetically on one of the mattresses. We edged past a couple of guys who were in there watching (or perhaps waiting their turn), and headed for the corner away from the door. We then stood there against the wall, watching the scene before us, V standing slightly behind and to the side of me so that I could play with her pussy while she could see over my shoulder. The guy standing next to us was smoking, which was not very lekker (dude, the club rules state quite clearly that smoking is NOT allowed in the rooms!), and another single male stood on the other side of him, all of us watching the action on the mattress. Then the new young couple also entered the room, and found a spot to stand in the other corner closer to the door, also there to watch. We watched as the guy who was busy fucked the Birthday Girl for maybe 15 or 20 minutes, changing positions from time to time, and displaying great stamina. And from the sound of it, the Birthday Girl was enjoying what he was doing to her! For all this time, I was fingering V in our corner, and she had orgasmed and squirted numerous times, and her panties were absolutely sopping. I also kept an eye on the young couple, thinking that they too might get frisky like we were while watching, but they stood watching without any evident naughty play that I could see. After a while the guy fucking the Birthday Girl (well, she was actually fucking him at that stage, riding him cowboy style) either came or started to go soft. She dismounted, and lay down beside him, and started wanking him. At that point we decided to go and do our own thing… We left the Orgy room, as did the younger couple. V’s juices were by now running down her legs. Her panties were so soaking wet that she took them off as we left the Orgy room. I took them and placed them in our locker, while she went to the bathroom to clean up a bit. We then walked back to “our” cubicle where we had left the towel and bra, again walking past where the new young couple were just sitting quietly on their own. I was very tempted to go and say hi, and ask them how they were enjoying the evening, aware that they had basically been on their own the whole evening. However, our time was quickly running out… We had intended to head off upstairs and find a room for ourselves, but instead, when we got back to our corner, V spread the towel on the bench and lay back, with her wet pussy beautifully exposed to my view. I got down on my knees and muffed her for ages, during which time she soaked the towel again a number of times. By now it was getting close to time for us to leave, and there was no longer time to go to a room. With V having already orgasmed numerous times during the night, she decided it was time to treat me to my finale, so I lay back on the bench with my jeans down around my knees, while she knelt and gave me yet another blowjob – and this time I did not stop her when I felt my balls starting to tighten and knew that there was no turning back. As we had been busy, we were aware that that young couple had gone out the sliding door and up to a room, but they didn’t stay away very long before coming back downstairs, and then heading off to the exit, apparently on their way home. We then headed back to the bathrooms to clean up and dress ready to go home. I needed to wash some pussy-juice out of my beard. It didn’t take me as long as it did her to get ready, and so I headed back to the bar while V was still in the bathroom. Mrs Nev asked if I would go back into the Orgy room and check if the Birthday Girl needed a drink, as she had been busy in there for about an hour by this time. I went in and checked with her. At this stage she was busy with a different guy, she said yes, and I just reported back to Mrs Nev who organised the drink for her. I asked Mrs Nev if this was now guy number two in there, and she said there had been a number of guys since the first one that we had watched, “and the night is still young”! While waiting for V, I went around to the other side of the bar, and discovered that there was now a young lady, totally nude, lying on her back on the bar, her erect nipples pointing to the ceiling. She had already evidently had a few bodyshots taken off her delectable body, and was lying there willing to have a few more. Martin, playing barman, saw me standing watching, and offered me a drink to use as a bodyshot. But, aware of the fact that I had already cleaned up, and was facing a long drive home with the possibility of police roadblocks, I sadly declined. V finally came out of the bathroom all cleaned up and fully dressed, and it was time for us to say our goodbyes to Mr & Mrs Nev, and head for home. Although it was a VERY pleasant evening, which we thoroughly enjoyed, as I drove home I realised that I actually had a few regrets about the evening… • That we didn’t get to see more of the gangbang, and that the bit we watched hadn’t been as BDSM or as explicit as we hoped it might be. • That I had declined that bodyshot opportunity, when actually I would really have loved to pour a shot over one of those pointy nipples and then lapped it up. (There were no roadblocks on the way home!) • That we didn’t go over and chat with the new young couple, and make their first evening at Shakerz a more welcoming one. We have had the experience, at a different club, of ending up “all alone” at a club full of people, because we were too timid to make the first move and go and interact with the other folks enjoying themselves there. On a return visit to that same club, our experience was enriched because we made a point of greeting and interacting with other folks there. • That we decided against inviting Mark to go with us. I’m sure it would have added a lot of interest to the evening for a number of people. • And finally that, as has always been the case so far (and we’ve attended three parties there), we had to leave the party way too soon. As Mrs Nev had said, the night was still young!...