I knew that my cock was going to be too hard to let me relax and I did not feel like masturbating myself to sleep, so I decided to go for a drink at a... swinger's club.It was pretty quiet, because it was a Monday evening, and I thought the evening was going nowhere. I had a beer and was thinking about having another when a handsome young couple came in. In their late twenties I guess, and she was slim, lovely pert boobies, and a short blond haircut. In this club, called Frivoli, most people are. Her whiteteeth completed the beautiful seductive package that Ihad been looking at and all my will power melted as Inow went on a mission of lust to satisfy my desperateneed to fuck! I thought to myself, “What the hell, all she could dowas refuse.”“Could I buy you a drink?”She looked back and smiled as she nodded. I immediatelyfelt all wibbly like a school boy. She slipped her arminto mine and we headed for the bar in the casino. Sheordered a vodka blend with some kind. He managed to stay a float His dick print was my favorite attraction about him. I turned my back to him he pushed up extremely close slightly rubbing his dick against me I pushed back a little so he can feel what he wanted to feel. I gave him a grind back and forth and side to side. He whispered in my ear, "You don't want me to waste my cum in my pants do you?" I knew what that meant. He wanted to cum on or in me. My panties got a little wet. I whispered back "You don't want me to cream. “That wasn’t a fanny fart,” replied Cinderella. “That’s a messenger from the King.”Slowly, they all made their way downstairs to see what news the messenger had. He held in one hand Cinderella’s glass dildo on a cushion, and a message in the other. He coughed, and held up his message to read to them.“I, Roger the Prince, do declareth that whomsoevereth hath an anus that gapeth so much as to fit this glass dildo, must immediately cometh if she so wisheth to the Palace Royale and be an fuckbuddy.