The Fetish Bar
Copyright© 2025 by Vanessa Evans
Chapter 4
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - This story is a continuation of ‘The Perfect Match’ and ‘I can't help myself’.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Spanking Gang Bang Exhibitionism Sex Toys Voyeurism Public Sex Small Breasts
Over the next few Friday’s and Saturdays. Leroy, Maria, Aaron, Kailee, Leo, Jasmine, Sara and myself, discussed an idea that I had, and after a few weeks, some of us went to the Fetiche Bar early and collared Harry and Wendy and I volunteered to be the spokesman.
“Harry, a few of us have noticed that the mixed wrestling is the most popular event that you run and I was wondering what you thought about running just that every week, on a different night of the week to the normal club events?” I asked. “Maybe modify the rules a bit as well.”
“Oh I don’t know, Wendy and I have been doing what we do for a few years now,”
“Well, how about you rent me the room one evening a week and one of us will run it. You’d get some rent and increased bar sales for that night.”
“Hmm, so Wendy and I wouldn’t have to do anything extra?”
“Apart from serving more drinks, no.” I replied.
“What do you think Wendy?” Harry asked.
“Well. It would be another source of income, and with the ever increasing overheads, maybe it would be a good idea Harry.”
Harry thought for a few seconds then replied,
“How much would you expect to pay in rent Dylan?”
“Five or six hours once a week, how about a couple of hundred?”
“Three hundred, you leave the room as you found it, and you’ve got a deal Dylan.”
I looked around at the faces of the other there and recognised the excitement and lust on the girl’s faces and just knew what I had to say to Harry. My hand went out to shake Harry’s and I said,
“It’s a deal, now that we know we can do it, we’ll discuss the details this evening and maybe start one evening next week.”
That Friday evening was girls getting masturbating by a guy other than their partners, and of course Maria, Kailee, Jasmine and Sara all wanted to take part so their participation in sorting out the details of the only mixed wrestling evening was limited at times, but we established that the only real change to Harry’s rules would be that the scoring would be by cheering after the third round, although, Aaron said that that was an unnecessary formality because we all knew that the girls will let the guy win every time.
We all laughed a little, but agreed to keep the scoring change, if for no other reason than to give the contestants a short break before the fucking.
We all agreed to having these events on a Monday night, some saying that it would be a great way to end what is usually an unpleasant start to the week.
The above all agreed, it just left sorting out which, and how many, other couples to invite. After a short discussion we agreed that we’d start off with each of the girl inviting one other girl and her partner, then review things after 2 or 3 events.
Having 8 couples meant that there would be time for all 16 of us to wrestle each Monday.
The naked girls went off, and a short while later they came back with the names - Grace and Josh, Bonnie and Lucas, Isla and Archie, and Kensi and Max. Sara had picked Grace and Josh, her later telling me that she chose them because she remembered that I had said that I’d enjoyed wrestling and fucking Grace.
All had confirmed that they would be there the next Monday evening.
When we left the Fetiche Bar I confirmed with Harry that 8 couples would be there on the following Monday evening.
As we walked to the underground station, Sara and I talked about our new venture and she confirmed that she was really looking forward to the Monday evening.
There must have been another football match on that evening because the train had lots of noisy and half drunk supporters on it, giving Sara the opportunity to do some serious, accidental flashing.
The Monday evening went really well. As everyone arrived, I wrote their names on pieces of paper and put them in a pint pot whilst Kailee wrote the names of all girls who arrived on pieces of paper and put them in a different pint pot and Sara did the same for all the guys who arrived.
Once everyone had arrived, I stood, looked round the room and saw 8 naked girls and 3 naked guys, all obviously eager to get started. I welcomed them all, then explained the differences in the rules: -
No score cards, just cheering at the end of the bout.
The girls name for each bout would be taken from the pint pots with the girls names in it.
The guys name for each bout would be taken from the pint pots with the guys names in it.
The girls name would be selected first and if the guys name was the partner of the selected girl his name would go back in the pot and another name would be selected.
Refereeing for each bout would be done by any one of the 16 people there, their name being selected from the pint pot containing everyone’s name. If the name selected was the partner of one of the contestants, their name would go back in the pot and another name would be selected.
I also reminded everyone that the objective was to make their opponent orgasm and not to hurt them.
I’d bought a stopwatch that everyone could use and a batch of whistles so that everyone could have their own.
I’d also bought a strap-on. Holding it up I announced that if a girl did win, she could borrow it to fuck her opponent’s ass if she so desired.
When I announced that bit, Bonnie asked if there was going to be any girl vs. girl bouts so that the strap-on could be used to fuck the losing girl. I replied saying that I liked the idea, and that we would re-visit it once what was starting was running smoothly.
With no more questions, my hand went to the 3 pint pots and I announced the contestants names and the referee for the first bout. Isla would take on Josh and Max would referee,
I was pleased that everyone there was sensible and the first bout got off to a smooth start with just as much effort put in to grabbing the other’s genitals as there was on a Friday or Saturday evening, and just as much rolling about with arms and legs going all over the place.
One thing that I did notice that I hadn’t when watching previous bouts, was that most of the times when Isla landed on her back, she spread her legs wide as if she was inviting Josh to go for her pussy.
That stuck in my mind, and during each of the subsequent bouts, I observed that the other girls were doing the same. I wondered if it was some sort of natural instinct.
Anyway, Isla and Josh, had put on as good a show as I’d ever seen before with Isla putting up a great fight and Max doing a great job as the referee, even sticking to the 20 second rule.
My fight turned out to be against Grace and she was smiling as we walked to the centre of the mats and that smile was still there as we faced each other waiting for Aaron to blow the whistle.
“This is fun.” Grace whispered when our head first got close.
“Yeah,” I replied, “but I’m still going to fuck your brains out.” I replied.
“I hope so,” were Grace’s last words before I spun round and started fingering her pussy.
During each of the 3 rounds I managed to get my cock into both Grace’s mouth and her pussy a few times, and Grace managed to wank me a lot, and ride me a couple of times.
Each time that my mouth went to Grace’s I pussy concentrated on her clit and I swear that it got bigger each time that I sucked on it.
How I didn’t cum I will never know.