Burg Ibiza, Munich - continued

Well, i didn't expect to take so long to resume the account of our night at Burg Ibiza, Munich, but better late than never i suppose.

So, where were we? Ah yes, Holly was down on me in the little nook! What a strange sensation, sitting looking at people at the bar and in the lounge while Holly pleasured me. Pretty soon an overweight man walked towards us. I panicked a little, but waved him away...Holly was none the wiser.

The events of the next few hours were quite a roller-coaster. Maybe it was because neither were sure of how we felt about our experience in the room, and where our limits were. Maybe it was the overweight man who kept following us around. We wore quite a path between the bar and the rooms, back and forth, not settling at all. Everytime we went into a room and started on each other to get warmed up, the overwieght man was there! Even when we discovered the 'couples only' offshoot from one of the rooms, he stood at the velvet rope saying "please" every so often. I'm not one to have difficulty with an erection, but that just put me right off!

It was getting late now and the already low numbers were dropping. There was now only one other couple around our age - both Mediterannean looking, black hair and swarthy skin. I was keen to initiate something but Holly wasn't interested in that couple...and increasingly uninterested in anything happening. Pretty soon our frustrations and irritations came bubbling up and we started sniping at each other. Holly had lost it, wanted to leave, whereas i didn't want to give up after making the effort to come (or not come as was the case ha ha). Well, what the lady wants, the lady pretty much gets...

It was a good thing the taxi driver who took us back to our hotel didn't speak English, as when tiredness is mixed in with frustration, arguments can get pretty daft...and ours certainly did. What it did give us, though, was an opportunity for some pretty incredible make up sex. Now this is normally great as you all know, but add the knowledge of where you've just been, what you've just seen...by 7am we'd three orgasms under our belt...

So would i recommend Burg Ibiza? Definitely! On the night we visited it felt safe, relaxed and friendly. We chatted briefly to a few people, but found language a barrier. Will we go back? No doubt about it, yes - but next time we'll visit on a couples only night. We're keen to visit in the summertime so we can experience the club's gardens and pool.

Burg Ibiza, Munich - our first experience

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So where did it all begin?

Holly and i have always had a very energetic, passionate and imaginative sex life, and even before we were married fantasy role play and porn inspired us to new levels of desire to please each other. I remember the excitement of the first time we began to fantasize out loud about involving another couple, or man/woman in our lovemaking. From tentative beginnings, never really sure what might suddenly be 'too far' soon developed to quite detailed oral erotic masterpieces, with orgasms leaving us literally dizzy ;-)

I suppose it developed into almost an unspoken understanding that the next step might be to actually try and act out these fantasies in real life, and when earlier this year we booked a short break to Munich, Germany we had a look online to see if there might be any clubs which might pique our interest. We found one which looked interesting and agreed it might be fun to visit, but we were still understandably nervous that the reality would not live up to the fantasy. I'm probably a little more adventurous than Holly (although she often surprises me) and i was the one more keen to visit this club. As the trip got closer, the visit to the club featured more and more in our fantasy stories in bed, but i knew that in the cold light of day there was a good chance Holly wouldn't feel comfortable making the jump from fantasy to reality. I suppose the anticipation made it more exciting, and it was only really once we were in Munich that we decided to do it (after a few drinks of course :-)

Getting ready in the hotel room that evening was electric! Nervous excitement, fear, and just plain horniness - it was a heady combination, and only intensified in the taxi journey to the club, Burg Ibiza in Fürstenfeldbruck, just outside Munich. I'll share our experience inside the club in our next post...