Limburg Champion Belly Rubs

I am John, 38 years old and I teach at a university in the south of the country. I have been in a free and modern relationship with Susan who is 34 for years. Free and modern means that everything can be discussed and that a different partner should be able to occasionally. For example, Susan having a hot fuck with a co-worker at the office one time, or me getting jerked off on a bachelorette night are all within the relationship, as long as we don't keep it a secret or it leads to complications.

I'm on the train to Maastricht to visit Jane, a good friend. We know each other from the university where Jane studied and I was her professor. Jane once told me at a social event that she and her then partner Don were avid swingers and very open about sex. Although Jane is 10 years younger, we hit it off immediately and we have remained good friends ever since. Nothing sexual ever happened while she was still a student because a professor/student relationship just isn't acceptable, but when it came to conversations, we were each other's sexual outlet.

Susan and I have always regretted that, because Jane and Don were both sociable and beautiful people.

Don was blonde and had the body of a swim athlete, while Jane was dark, handsome and a great hunk. Slim and athletic built, but with very nice big breasts, tight waist and buttocks and legs with which you can win prizes. Susan has mentioned several times that she would like to run into the two of them in a swingers club, but that never happened.

After graduating, Jane found a job in Maastricht, where she moved to live a few years ago, without a partner. Don couldn't or didn't want to come along, and after having a long distance relationship for 2 years, it broke down 2 years ago. Then she was single for a year, during which she really went all out, and judging by her photos on FaceBook, there were many One Night Stands and many naughty parties. She has been in a new relationship with Stan for a year or so now, a Limburger I haven't met yet.

Susan had dinner with a female co-worker who was down and couldn't come. I've always felt that Brigitte wouldn't be averse to some lesbian lovemaking, Susan had told me, so I'm not wearing any underwear tonight, because you never know. Don't be too aggressive, I had advised Susan, let her set the pace. What does that refer to, Susan had asked indignantly, I am calm and expectant itself? I know you a little I had replied, you don't want to throw her from one emotional crisis to another. Susan had stuck out her tongue and pulled up her dress to reveal her bare and neatly shaved juicy pussy. Phew, I should have said, I already regret that I can't come along.

Jane and Stan knew I was coming and that I would spend 2 nights. It was the Saturday of the Pentecost weekend and I was supposed to go home on Monday evening.

At 6 o'clock I'm on the doorstep and Jane opens the door. She is completely glowing and just looks very nice again. A tight pink t-shirt with a deep V-neckline shows off her curves beautifully, and the cleavage shows off two amazingly beautiful, round and soft breasts that gently wobble with every move she makes.

We kiss and hug and Jane almost squeezes me, she is so excited.

I don't see Stan. Where is Stan, I ask when she finally lets go of me, doesn't he know I'm coming? No, he is not here and is not coming, she says, it is a long and rather sad story, but it has been happening for a while.

Are you separated I ask softly?

Yes, Jane nods sadly, at least for a while.

We go in, have a drink and Jane starts talking.

You know I don't like a boring sex life Jane starts. I like a lot of variety like different positions, new locations, exciting things, porn movies, sexy clothes, sex parties and the occasional lesbian action. I just need all that to make a steady relationship work. My previous relationship with Don was definitely not all cake and egg, but we were just on the same wavelength when it came to sex. He was into the same crazy things as me and we weren't jealous at all. With Don I could sit on a terrace and discuss passing women together, like gosh what a nice ass, or I wonder how her pussy tastes and Wow, what a set of tits, shall we have a threesome? questions? We went to a swingers club once a month and we could look forward to it and fantasize about it a week in advance.

Stan is very different. Much more conservative and the complete opposite when it comes to sex than Don. We only do it in bed, he finds positions too much work and he feels uncomfortable with dirty talk or a porn movie. On top of that, he is very jealous even when I say something suggestive about another woman.

Because I love him very much, and outside of sex we are very compatible I just wanted it to work and maybe I've been fooling myself a bit.

I thought I could change Stan, and at some point he also realized that I wasn't happy with our sex life, so I kept trying to get him to move on. For example, I once took him to a show in Paris at the Moulin Rouge, where many topless ladies could be seen, but no sex. He liked the show, but didn't want to fantasize about breasts and legs afterwards.

A few weeks ago we went to a striptease club in Belgium, I had also arranged because he would never do that himself. I had a little too much to drink and maybe got a little too excited seeing all those naked girls. I had already handed out quite a few euros and was just having a good time, until one of those dancers came and sat on my lap half naked and I couldn't restrain myself and couldn't keep my hands off her. The frustrations of a boring year of sex without any variety suddenly bubbled up and after I put 20 euros in her panties, she let me do my own thing. I tongued her, I massaged her breasts, sucked her nipples, I fingered her and if she had sat on my face I would have just licked her right there in that club.

After a while I realized that Stan had left and was not coming back, Jane continued. Later in the hotel room he was very angry and asked if I was a lesbian and would rather sleep with a woman than with him. He didn't understand the variety I'm looking for, but he did realize that we were on different wavelengths.

That happened 2 weeks ago now, and since then he hasn't touched me and the relationship has cooled off, says Jane softly. Yesterday morning he said it would be better if we took a break, broke up to think things over, and maybe try again in 3 months.

Wow, I mean it, we've got all night to talk about it if you want, but first something else. Have you arranged anything for dinner tonight?

No, says Jane, Stan would have a barbecue, but of course nothing will happen now. If you want, we can order some Chinese.

We can do it, but let's just go out for dinner with the two of us, I say. I'll call a bistro, we'll take an Uber so we can drink too much and then maybe a club will be open afterwards with too much female nudity. Can you put all that misery away from you for a moment. After all, you're single again and I won't get jealous.

Jane looks at me very gratefully, smiles and gives me another one of those temperature-raising hugs, for which she seems to use her whole body.

That sounds great to me, she says softly.

No sooner said than done and at 7 o'clock we are sitting together on a cozy terrace of a small bistro in one of the side streets of the Vrijthof, peering at a French menu. Salmon first, then a plaice and a cheese board after, all washed down with great wines. During dinner Jane becomes more and more cozy and before we know it we are discussing passing women. We give points for the face, breasts, buttocks and legs and have the greatest fun together.

The fact that Jane likes to swing has been discussed many times between us, but she doesn't know that Susan and I are open to it too.

It's 9:30 and we're sipping espresso and knowing that the Saturday night of the Pentecost weekend is one of the busiest swing nights of the year, I ask innocently: would like to? I don't know if there are swinger clubs in the area, I continue, but I can imagine that they might organize special things on a Saturday night like that. I think you want to enter most of them as a couple I say, and although I don't have to swing right away myself, we can go in together and you can go wild again.

Would you do that for me says Jane softly, I would love that?

They really do let me in as a single woman, Jane answers, but it comes across as hungry, and as a result everyone is after you and you are not left alone, by no one. So going in together, and having someone to fall back on makes it so much more fun, safer and cozier, so yes please!

Quickly back to her apartment to put on appropriate clothes and then on her way. Jane is wearing a summer skirt with a fairly high slit and a shiny, tight tube top and obviously no bra or panties underneath, while I'm wearing jeans, a white T-shirt and a dark blue jacket.

The atmosphere in the club, which is located in an old farmhouse 20 km outside Maastricht, is calm and sultry, while it is still busy. We enter a fairly dark room with lots of soft lighting and quiet music. The space is dominated by a large, long bar in the center that seats about 30 people. Then there are a few standing tables and along the side

booth

for a slightly more intimate experience that can seat another 20 people or so. A large screen in one of the corners plays sexy videos that go with the music, while there is a small dance floor in another corner.

Jane explains that the bar area is for getting to know each other, some people spend the entire evening here, while others go with a new partner to one of the playrooms that surround the bar area to get to know each other a bit.

Playrooms I ask, how should I imagine that?

I've never been here, but usually there is a video room where a porn movie is played and where you can make love in big soft couches. Then there will be a number of rooms with a large bed in the middle and windows or shutters so that you can be watched, and there will also be a large orgy room with mattresses and pillows on the floor where everything really happens. It is not private and when you go in there, there are often a few couples already busy, or they will join later. Sometimes this does indeed turn into an orgy, but some people also find it exciting to make love in front of other people.

You have to state very clearly in the orgy room what you want, Jane explains, otherwise you shouldn't be surprised if you suddenly feel a strange mouth around your dick during sex, a hand on your balls or in your pussy or a cock is pushed between your lips.

Good to know, I say, but seems exciting to me.

Definitely says Jane excitedly, and then there are probably some private rooms that you can use for half an hour for a fee in case you want to get to know someone really well.

I understand, I say. I think I'm going to install myself here in the bar and watch all the action from a bit of a distance. I'll have fun here while you investigate.

Too bad Susan isn't there, Jane nods understandingly, who knows, then maybe it could have been fun for you too.

We sit together on two bar stools at the bar, and we certainly don't lack attention. Both single men and women come to us who are interested in one of us, or couples who are after a foursome.

What exactly do you want Jane, I ask, after she has already given the subtle no interest signal to a number of people, then I can help you search?

Hmmm Jane grins, good question. In principle, I would like to have sex with a woman again, just because it was so long ago, but if a hot guy like you comes along, I won't say no either.

Yes girl, I laugh, we all have to make our sacrifices but let's focus on a woman for you first, another type?

I have a wide range of interests Jane laughs, but if I have them to choose, I would like a lush, cheerful, slightly older woman.

Lush, I ask curiously, explain?

Look says Jane, Don, Stan and myself are all slim types, good condition, hard muscles and no fat rolls except for those big tits of mine. The last time I went to a club with Don, I rolled around for the first time with a slightly older, fatter lady. She liked everything, was up for anything, and it was possibly the best sex I've ever had. Those big soft breasts, those warm thighs, those nice big buttocks, that nice soft layer of fat over all her bones were something I had never experienced before. Everything was so nice and warm and soft and so horny that I had orgasm after orgasm. She did too, which made it so good.

I know such a woman is the needle in a haystack, but if she were to come in right now with her man in tow, I'd be willing to fuck him too, just to have another pair of warm thighs and my head to be able to lie on a pair of soft breasts.

But then says Jane with a shy grin on her face, one of my very first secret fantasies has always been to be put to work as a prostitute by my pimp. Would you like to do that John? Would you like to be my pimp tonight, asks Jane, and choose my partner for the evening? Seems so horny to me. You telling me to fuck someone you chose. No discussion, no participation from me. If you say go hooker, give that woman a nice fuck, or give that man a good blowjob, I'll answer with

yes John

and get to work.

That also gets me excited, so I say Lets go to work, this should be doable. I think I'll have no trouble selling your services tonight, so Jane girl, one set of orgasms coming up!

The atmosphere in the bar is great and observing the swingers around us is much better than the famous people watching on a terrace. It's busy and there's a lot going on in between, old hands in the business, shy newcomers, beautiful and less beautiful, young people in their late 20s and people who have already passed their 60s.

We sit with our backs to the bar and all conversations with passing people flow smoothly. Every time a woman or a man or a couple joins us, Jane looks at me questioningly, waiting for my sign of approval.

Then a beautiful couple in their early 30's join Jane and start a chat with her, leaving me out of it. Jane takes a good look at both of them and I can see the interest in her eyes. Questioningly she looks at me with almost lusty eyes and in my mind I hear her plead:

please John, I want these two, is it allowed?

I'll take it up too. Beautiful people indeed, but again both the athlete type. The man looks a bit like Don, and the woman looks more like a marathon runner rather than the smiley luscious woman Jane had in mind.

Jane is horny and just in the mood I guess so she's not picky anymore, but she wanted me to play her pimp and make the decisions, so it's going to be no.

I look at Jane again and slowly shake no without being noticed by the athlete couple. Jane looks disappointed, but I also see something of excitement in her eyes. The fact that I decide for her turns her on.

As Jane continues to talk to the couple, someone taps my shoulder. I turn and my mouth almost drops open, because in front of me is the woman Jane has dreamed of all her life. A beautiful woman in her early 40s, nice and plump but everything in the right proportions because she has nice big breasts, wide round hips but still a nice remedy. With smiling eyes and a giggle, she asks mischievously:

hey handsome, it's your lucky day, if you're not doing anything, it's your turn to give me a treat

.

I smile and ask back:

And what had your beauty not thought of? I have something warm about 25 centimeters, or maybe something cold in a glass?

Oooooh, she says with a horny grin, I'm curious about those 25 cm, but maybe we should start with a glass of wine.