FabSwingers.com forum: Nightclub pick up (true story)

By *arenbabes OP TV/TS
10 hours ago

near ashington

Several years ago I heard about a club in Newcastle that had a reputation as a pick up place. Cruelly nicknamed’grab a gran’ there were many stories of lads going there and ending up enjoying a night of sex from one of the women who went along with the intention of finding a younger man to satisfy them.

One night I decided I should find out for myself so I dolled myself up in a sexy short dress, stockings and heels, took care with my makeup and liberally sprayed some perfume and headed out with pure lust in my mind!

The club was a straight bar so I was well tucked and on my guard as I parked my car, got out andclicked my way through streets trying to find the place.

It was located up an alleyway right next to a small casino. It was still fairly early as I walked up to the entrance passing a couple of (very hot) bouncers chatting outside the casino entrance who greeted me with a good evening as I sashayed past and without hesitation I walked straight into the club entrance……… tbc

By *arenbabes OP TV/TS
4 hours ago

near ashington

….. it was early as I’m walking in. The entrance is at street level and there’s a woman on the door. I pay the entrance fee and walk on. I notice the ladies toilets are further along the corridor and beyond them is an outside smoking area. I climb up the stairs to where the music is coming from. In the club there are a few people dotted around. I head to the bar and order a and take it to sit in a semi circle seat cum booth and sit on the outside seat, sipping my drink through a straw and crossing my legs, allowing the skirt to ride up to hint at my stockings underneath. A few men are circling the club and finding a position to survey their options. I’m shaking slightly as although I’ve always passed fairly well, I’m conscious I need to keep my wits - hence the .

After a short while a few more people entered the club and then suddenly two women - one older than the other - came to my table and asked if they could join me.

The younger woman had darker hair and was dressed casually, the older woman was dressed more fitting a night out and looked glamorous. They were very chatty, introduced themselves as mother and daughter, asked my name, was it my first time (they came often it seems as the mum liked a dance to end a night out) did I like to dance? The daughter didn’t dance but the mother loved to etc etc

Within a few minutes I felt I’d known them forever!

ABBA came on and the mother asked if I wanted to get up and dance……