November 12, 2022

FIRST TIME

first evening in a libertine club

There are sometimes moments in life that you never forget, they are so emotionally charged. The first times for example. Because after a first time, we changed our lives. Whatever the subject, there is only one first time.

It is preceded by questions, worries, hesitation, a desire for beauty or good. Then we take the plunge, with a beating heart, curious, excited, and the door closes on a now inaccessible past. It's done, we're moving on a new path.

First look, first kiss, … classic!

First porn, first emotions, … normal!

First jump, first flight, first fight, … understand who can!

But also first concert, first exhibition, first love, first relationship...

 

The first libertine outing is part of this line of life-changing first

After the long discussions, the questions, it's decided, tonight, here we go.

Let's get down to business: what outfit? do you think that will be okay? not a little too short, a little transparent? and me, the shirt, how are you?

What do you think about shoes? don't you think boots would be better?

Shave, wash, make up and we're ready.

The tension mounts, few exchanges in the car, just holding hands to support and motivate each other, to know that the other is there.

Each in his head, we reflect, we mentally retrace the path that brings us to this evening.

We get along wonderfully, we can't talk about wanting to spice it up, it's too restrictive. No, we know deep down that this is our way. Beyond the desire to broaden the field of sexual experiences, it is this unconditional love, this desire to offer the other games impossible between us alone, this desire to share even more.

Parking, parking, switching off the ignition, turning off the headlights, the last glance exchanged in silence… here we go.

She takes my arm and from the top of her heels I feel her undulating against me … warmth

Here we are at the door. Last call, we can still go back, but no, we will go all the way.

Ringing, wait… it’s long. Another chance to break up? no, we stay firm. A noise, the door opens. Anguish, are we in the codes? aren't we gonna get kicked out?

A guy greets us with a lively and friendly look. He already knows it's our first time.

He invites us in. The room is dark. In front of us a heavy and opaque curtain, from which flows music that invites us to dance. On the right, a reception desk. He takes the coats, handbag, presents us with the payment terminal as well as two consumption tickets.

And with a frank, unambiguous smile, he invites us to pass the curtain and wishes us a good evening...

They barely watch us enter. A few men turn around, observe my companion with a frank and healthy look. What a pleasure for her … and for me. A couple follows us with their eyes, especially her.

Okay, question held, that's fine, we're in tune.

People are dancing on the floor, couples, threesomes, even foursomes, women together, a few men also wiggle their hips, but if they manage to seduce, it won't be for their dancing skills...

The bar is at the back, we sit there, we observe.

And the magic happens, feeling of benevolence, we are comfortable, as if we have been there forever.

We find ourselves on the track, we move, we get closer, we follow the movement and, 45 minutes after our arrival, all the questions have found their answers...

Do you think I could…yes!

Do you think I could do...yes!

Do you think we will accept that...yes!

Yes, yes, yes … no doubt, we were not mistaken, we are in our element.

This will be the beginning of an almost initiatory path, we will sometimes grope, we will learn, we will discover, we will experiment, we will dissolve mental barriers in the juice of pleasures, we will offer ourselves, we will take, we will unite even stronger and higher, we will free ourselves and we will never regret.

15 years later, we are still on this path, full of gratitude for what it has brought us, and full of curiosity for what it will still bring us.

La premier fois.. . Si intense. Des frissons dans la tête et sur le corps.
Plein de souvenirs ressurgissent en lisant ce texte qui ressemble à ce jour là... Où tout à basculer... Pour le meilleur.
Bel écrit.
Tout simplement merci.
Très beau résumé, parfois les premières fois font peur mais il faut franchir la porte.
Mais un regard peut tout changer, une danse parfois aussi, une petite discussion. Pour pas souffrir il faut prendre les bons moments sans prise de tête.
Je vous souhaite beaucoup de plaisir et plein de curiosité à découvrir encore et encore.
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