It had been year since we were last here and had visited a few of the echangiste swingers clubs. The Overside had been our favourite. We had a lot of fun there and we were up for more this time. We had noticed the Pluriel Club around the corner from where we were staying and I checked it out on the web. It looked good so, with a plan in mind, Tom and I headed down there one night.
It was quite busy when we arrived and we wandered around checking out the crowd. A mixed bunch of all ages and some good looking people, a few of whom were already getting into the swing! I had seen a little area on-line I wanted to explore and finally found it down on basement three.
The Pluriel is housed in an ancient Parisian house and the basements are like medieval dungeons but more cosy! My plan was to get into a small room they have in the bowels of the building. An alcove that is filled with a bed and closes with a iron barred gate for a door. The bars go floor to ceiling and are about a hand's width apart. A couple were just vacating the room as we got down there so I grabbed Tom's hand and pulled him in, pushing him onto the bed as I closed and bolted the gate.
We had dressed for the occasion. I had on a simple, sexy, white cotton dress that was low cut and very short, with nothing at all on underneath. Tom had a nice shirt and pants and nothing else on. So we were ready to strip off and get down to it anytime!
I knelt on the bed facing out, holding the bars of the gate. It felt good to be 'locked' in like a caged animal and I pressed by body against the bars, my breasts poking out between the bars, my face against the cold iron. Tom was sitting up on the bed behind me and I felt his hand run up the inside of my thigh as he stroked my soft skin. I wriggled my hips as he slid his fingers higher with each stroke until he was ever so gently brushing the lips of my freshly waxed smooth pussy. A few of the couples and single guys strolling past in front of us began to take notice and looked my way expectantly, I caught the eye of one or two of them and winked salaciously pouting a little as Tom's fingers started to do their magic between my legs. I pushed my hips back as an invitation for a little more penetration down there.
My juices were really starting to flow and I liked the attention I was starting to get from the crowd gathering outside the room. I let go of the bars and slowly began to caress myself, closing my eyes as I enjoyed this sensation. My hands went down to my thighs and as I slid them up my legs I caught the hem of my short dress and slowly pulled it up. My legs were well apart as I knelt on the bed and, as I gradually raised my skirt, I could feel the cool air blowing onto my by now very warm bare cunt. I opened my eyes to see that we now had several other pairs of eyes, mostly men but a couple of women, peering down between my legs as I slowly revealed my lovely smooth pussy lips to them all.
I raised my dress higher and leaned back more so as to give them an even better look, drawing appreciative smiles all round. Two of Tom's fingers we slowly sliding in and out of my pussy as he worked on me from behind. Now, not wanting to be left out, a couple of the guys and, I was pleased to notice, one of the women leaned in and reached in between the bars to stroke my naked thighs and run a finger or two around the lips of my by now very wet pussy. As Tom gently swirled a finger deep inside me I felt the first of what would be many trickles of juice from my cunt run down my inner thigh. I was already feeling very glad we had come, this was going to be a good night I could tell!
The gate was only as wide as the single bed within so not many people could squeeze their arms in, which was what I wanted. The limited access made those who were outside work hard for a piece of the action and I could always control how much they could or could not join in just by moving further away from the doorway. That was my plan anyway!
As the stranger's hands explored me from the front and Tom's fingers pleasured me from behind I decided to move things on a pace. I continued to raise my dress up until it reached just below my breasts. The hands followed the action and were soon rubbing me all over my hips, stomach and even reaching further in to stroke my ass but still gentle and teasing which is what I like. If ever one of the guys got a bit pushy or firm I just leaned away from him and put him out of reach, so the message was clear. Slow and gentle please or nothing. I continued to lift my dress until my breasts bounced free for all to see and touch. I left my dress covering my face with my arms in the air and leaned forward until I was almost pressed against the bars.
The hands were all over me in an instant, rubbing my breasts, gently twisting my large nipples, sliding up and down my hips and enveloping me, stroking my back and buttocks. It felt as though there were a hundred hands exploring each inch of my body and it felt fabulous. I relished the feeling, savouring the moment as my dress covered my face and held my arms as if I were tied, a prisoner behind bars, as all these people had their way with me. I felt myself being pulled closer until I was hard against the gate and my breasts were pressed between the cold iron bars protruding out and being devoured by the hoards beyond! Each nipple was being sucked on quite firmly and the hands which now held me at their mercy began to go were no hands or fingers had yet gone. I felt other fingers exploring the lips of my pussy and even getting a bit too close to the bud of my ass. It was time to take back control.
I lifted my dress right off and freed my arms, pushing away from the gate and out of reach of the hands and fingers. Throwing my dress into the corner, I turned my attention back to my poor husband who had been lying there behind me all this time. Not that Tom seemed to mind me ignoring him judging by the smile on his face and the huge bulge in his pants! It was time to free him up too so I undid his pants and removed them for him as he took off his shirt.
So, there we were, both naked in a small barred room with a crowd of about 12 people pressed against the gate, eagerly watching and waiting for a fuck show. With my knees either side of Tom's legs, I leaned forward and put my tongue deep into his mouth. I kissed him long and deep, running my hand down his body until it found his pulsing prick which I squeezed hard. As we came up for air I whispered into his ear, "it's showtime..".
With a smile I wriggled backwards until my knees were by his feet and I was only about a foot away from the bars, my feet slightly sticking out through them. Still holding Tom's prick in my hand I leaned back and in an instant the hands were upon me, reaching in and touching. With my eyes fixed on Tom's and a very naughty smile on my face, I slowly bent forward until my lips were inches away from the dripping head of his cock. I was still watching his face as I pushed my ass back towards the crowd, giving them a great view of my cunt as I offered it to them. An invitation to pleasure me.
It did not take long before several fingers found their way to my dripping pussy and started to do their work. Tom propped himself up on his elbows to get a better look at what was happening behind my back as I in turn went down on his prick, enveloping it it with my eager lips and taking it so deep into my throat I gagged deliciously.