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Many of you know that I am connected to a large Swingers Club here in Las Vegas. I also handle the web site and the email for the club. We are noticing something that is becoming a bit disturbing.

 

Today alone I received three emails asking if there is a room in the club where they can just watch others have sex. The surprising part is the emails today came from Two Couples and One Single women.

 

I started thinking back and realized that I have been getting A LOT of these type emails in the last year. I keep ALL email that I have ever received so I decided to review this subject a bit.

 

I am averaging 11 of these emails PER WEEK! :eek: Very few of them are from single men. MOST of them are from COUPLES. Some from Single women. I found a total of 574 of them in my saved email for the club from the last 12 months.

 

About half of them stated they are NOT SWINGERS. The other half did not state if they are Swingers or not. About 10% of them stated they are "new to this" and this their way of checking things out.

 

Are Swingers becoming nothing more then a cheap sex side show for the rest of the world? :confused:

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The last time we went to a Toronto club I was surprised by how many men AND women were just standing around and watching the action instead of participating. I don't know what they're getting out of it, but it doesn't inspire me to rush back there to put on a show for them again.

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Today alone I received three emails asking if there is a room in the club where they can just watch others have sex.

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About half of them stated they are NOT SWINGERS. The other half did not state if they are Swingers or not. About 10% of them stated they are "new to this" and this their way of checking things out.

 

How do you handle these emails Lee? Do you tell them to come on in, or stay away if you're only a looky-loo?

 

I believe that if this is the trend, it won't be long before on-premises clubs will be just people wanting to watch, and those looking to actually swing will resort to house parties and such. That is, unless some rules are dropped into place.

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I know that when my husband and I were getting into swinging we discussed going to a club and see how we felt about it, seeing people having sex. In the end we had our first experience with another couple, just having sex in the same room, no swapping.

 

Our reasoning behind it was we felt that if someone was going to freak out and want to back out, then no one had done anything and no one would feel like they were cheated on.

 

Also I have a close friend who just likes watching. eh, everybody has there thing.

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seems like an easy fix would be private areas. every club/house party we've ever been too had them.

 

that way the only ones giving the show are the exhibitionists.

 

plus i would have to guess that most beginners just go to look in the beginning.

 

-v

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I don't necessarily believe that this is a new thing or a trend.

While a full swap couple is the majority of the lifestyle, there are many other "groups" of people who make up the lifestyle as a whole.

Voyeurs, Exhibitionists, BDSM, same room sex only couples, girl/girl only and soft swap.

There are many variations, and one chooses what it right for them.

 

I do believe however, that most people that are interested in the lifestyle genuinely want to check it all out before taking the plunge. They visit a club and see what it's all about.. to see if it's a turn on for them in reality rather than just fantasy.

 

There are some couples that who choose never to actually swap partners, but going to a club and being in the non-judgemental sexy atmosphere brings a deeper passion to their marriage bed.

 

I think there is room for everyone.. but that's just me.

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While a full swap couple is the majority of the lifestyle,

 

I would be interested in how you conclude that statement.

 

We have one of the largest attendance of any place in the country. Avg. of 1000 people each week. We have been to 100's of conventions and traveled all over the country going to clubs. We also talk to other clubs on a regular basis.

 

In the "Lifestyle" today, people going to clubs and hitting the major conventions 50% to 60% of the people don't ever swap with anyone. They are there to see and go play by their self.

 

Now there are a few clubs that foster a different type atmosphere so you will get many full swap or those that are looking to play with the single guys, we get that also but most of the time MOST of the people at the parties don't ever don't ever have sex with anyone other then their spouse.

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At the club north of us, one room has a woindow whose Venitian blind can be drawn closed or open. My wife and I opened the blind and had wild passionate sex. Dozens of people rushed the door demanding a refund :D

 

Our experience is limited, only five years, but our casual observation is that the proportion at clubs who want to see and be seen rather than to meet, greet and swap meat is growing.

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I'm going to guess its more due to the sample size and in part your location.

 

Vegas has gone back to 'Sin City' as a theme for one thing, so people will want to see that sort of thing, though they wouldn't think to even look for a place like that in their home town.

 

Another possible factor:

 

I saw a study once that said something like 2% of the population are swingers. I think that number is on the low side when it comes to FWB and the like but lets say somewhere between 1-2% are place adds go to club type swingers, maybe even less. The % of people who are 'near' swingers or want to kinda get dirty without being swingers is going to be greater.

 

With the internet allowing greater access to clubs and the like, you may have made it easier for people to become swingers but you also opened the door for the lookers too.

 

Now lets say you have 1000 people with 2% swingers and 10% lookers. We have 20 swingers and 100 lookers/wannabes. Hard to find the swingers but manageable. Added in the past it would be harder for those lookers (they would have to be braver without the net) to get to a club in the first place.

 

Now lets say today you have 10000 people interested because of the net. You have 200 swingers and 1000 lookers. Same ratio but the feeling is a lot more lookers than swingers. Its a perception thing. You could go to a club and only run into lookers (been there).

 

I'm a bit saddened that swinging does not seem to be increasing in numbers, despite it being so easy to hook up. I'd say the only real increase I've seen based on adds is in the urban black community. Looking through the adds now seem no more than their were 10 years ago, and we see the same people a LOT.

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Now there are a few clubs that foster a different type atmosphere so you will get many full swap or those that are looking to play with the single guys, we get that also but most of the time MOST of the people at the parties don't ever don't ever have sex with anyone other then their spouse.

 

Perhaps, a reflection on the whole society. More watchers than those who actually play and swap mates with another couple/s for enjoyment of recreational sex.

 

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I think this is one of the significant reasons we like house parties, "lookers" are overwhelmingly out numbered.

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How do you handle these emails Lee? Do you tell them to come on in, or stay away if you're only a looky-loo?

 

If they tell me they are not swingers and not looking to become a swingers I advise them that we are not there to provide them with their cheap thrills and suggest they find some other place to visit.

 

If they do say they are "new" and checking out the Lifestyle I do a couple of things. One is telling them Swingers are not a side show. How would they feel knowing that everyone else there was just there to watch them have sex?

 

Most often when someone "new" writes to me I send them a link to Swingers Board. Honestly, as a host it is my job to see people are comfortable with what goes on at the party but it is not my job there to teach them to be a swinger. When you deal with 800 to 1000 people each week you really don't have time to be a mentor to a lot of those people. We will do what we can buy if they get in touch on line I send them here. There is years of great advise here and they should check it out.

 

If they don't tell me I try to read what I can in their email and go the best way I can. I tell all, use manners, keep your comments to your self and give people space.

 

Seems at times we find people that like to watch also feel the need to make comments and try to get the players instructions. When we hear/see this going on we tend to escort those folks to the front door and advise them where a good Adult DVD store is. :nono:

 

We have private rooms so those that want to get away from the "watchers" can go there. In the couples only area we have cured the problem also. You can be in the couples only lounge area with your clothes on. If you want to go into the couples only play area you MUST be naked. That has cut the viewing problem way down. For a while it got to the point that we would have one or two couples playing and TWENTY couples standing fully clothed watching and crowding around. No more of that. Seems that many of the watching crowd won't take their clothes off. Now you will have a few couples playing and one or two watching. Seems to work much better.

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If they tell me they are not swingers and not looking to become a swingers I advise them that we are not there to provide them with their cheap thrills and suggest they find some other place to visit.

 

If they do say they are "new" and checking out the Lifestyle I do a couple of things. One is telling them Swingers are not a side show. How would they feel knowing that everyone else there was just there to watch them have sex?

 

Most often when someone "new" writes to me I send them a link to Swingers Board. Honestly, as a host it is my job to see people are comfortable with what goes on at the party but it is not my job there to teach them to be a swinger. When you deal with 800 to 1000 people each week you really don't have time to be a mentor to a lot of those people. We will do what we can buy if they get in touch on line I send them here. There is years of great advise here and they should check it out.

 

If they don't tell me I try to read what I can in their email and go the best way I can. I tell all, use manners, keep your comments to your self and give people space.

 

Sounds like you handle it in the best way possible.

 

Seems at times we find people that like to watch also feel the need to make comments and try to get the players instructions. When we hear/see this going on we tend to escort those folks to the front door and advise them where a good Adult DVD store is. :nono:

That's got to be in my Top 5 of "Things That Piss Me Off".

 

We have private rooms so those that want to get away from the "watchers" can go there. In the couples only area we have cured the problem also. You can be in the couples only lounge area with your clothes on. If you want to go into the couples only play area you MUST be naked. That has cut the viewing problem way down. For a while it got to the point that we would have one or two couples playing and TWENTY couples standing fully clothed watching and crowding around. No more of that. Seems that many of the watching crowd won't take their clothes off. Now you will have a few couples playing and one or two watching. Seems to work much better.

I like this as well. :)

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Seems at times we find people that like to watch also feel the need to make comments and try to get the players instructions. When we hear/see this going on we tend to escort those folks to the front door and advise them where a good Adult DVD store is. :nono:

 

This is one of the main reasons we do not go into the voyeur room very often. Nothing is worse when you are in a good groove and you hear the onlookers talking about everything under the sun!

Come on people.. be a little quieter, and enjoy the show if you want, but keep the mood sexy and not about baseball or what you are doing the next day! :lol:

 

The one thing that we do like about the clubs here in the Houston area, is that single men aren't allowed on Saturday nights. No if's and's but's.. so the whole place is filled mostly with couples or single females.

Single males are allowed in every other night, but are still limited in their entry into the VIP areas and must be invited.

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Vegas has gone back to 'Sin City' as a theme for one thing, so people will want to see that sort of thing, though they wouldn't think to even look for a place like that in their home town.

 

And might even boycott or try to get closed. Hypocrisy reigns.

 

As for a trend. I would ask a couple question.

Is the number of emails increasing over the year. From say 2-3 a week last year to 15-20 now?

Is the percentage increase similar to your increase in email from those truly interested in visiting for swinging?

 

It would be great if you could share that if you decide to spend the time to figure it out. Don't blame you if you don't want to waste the time.

 

If they are increasing at a faster rate than legit email then yeah you may be seeing a trend, but if the data sets show similar increase, it doesn't look like a trend to me. Maybe just noticing the shear numbers more.

 

I also think there could be some reasons if there is a trend. When I was in a college fraternity I never heard of throwing a sex party, let alone went to one or throw one. But it appears that is more common now talking to some younger people. I can't really imagine paying some one to come have sex at a party so everyone could watch them, but it appears to be an increasing trend toward voyeurism. I assume they feel it will make the girls more willing to jump into bed with them or maybe even a few locals might join in, so they know who is willing to play.

 

And like Chicup said it is Vegas, what happens in Vegas.... well you know. I think people would be much more likely to go to a club in Vegas to watch for the simple reason they are in Vegas, they feel they have a license to be "bad". Just not too bad.

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As for a trend. I would ask a couple question.

Is the number of emails increasing over the year. From say 2-3 a week last year to 15-20 now?

Is the percentage increase similar to your increase in email from those truly interested in visiting for swinging?

 

 

1. Yes, We are getting a great deal more email about just watching then in past years. I have been answering the email for 15 years and keep pretty good track of it. Up until about a year, year and a half very seldom did we ever receive email about just watching.

 

2. I am not receiving anymore "regular" type questions then I have in the past. To be honest, the total email in the last year has dropped about 15% from the year before. That could be that many more are taking a bit more time and reading the web site and our forums we have there rather then sending email for common questions that are already answered on the web site.

 

Kind of funny, received three more today. One guy that says he is not a swinger and his wife does not want to have sex anymore so he wants to come watch others have sex.

 

The other two said they are coming to town and just want to see "live sex" but are not swingers.

 

Part could be the Vegas factor, that I will agree with but the number of people wanting to watch is getting pretty high.

 

I love the nights we have a "no clothes" type dress code or even "swim suits or less" type dress code. Gets rid of 99.9% of the watchers. Watchers won't get naked.

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Baseball is the national pastime right? Everyone loves baseball. Everyone has played baseball or softball to one degree or another.

 

Now go to any baseball game whether it is an 8 year old pee-wee game or the last game of the World Series- how many people are actually playing the game vs how many people are watching?

 

Take a porn movie, how may people are in the movie having sex vs how many people end up watching the movie?

 

How many people in the world are tittilated by swinging and group sex and fantasize about it and watch it in porn vs those that have actually ever participated in it?

 

Millions of people fantasize about it and many people find it intriguing but the vast vast majority will never get past the fantasy stage. Many people do not allow themselves to even dream about it becoming a reality. Many people will never allow themselves to think of themselves as swingers just as people dream of being a major league baseball player but never even suit up and walk out onto the field of the local community league.

 

They just sit on the sidelines watch others do it.

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From what we have seen this has become a big problem at the local clubs. In fact so much so, that actual swingers are not going to the clubs as much as they used to, that includes us. We used to go to a local clubs at least 3 or 4 times a month, now days we don't even average once a month. The reason for that is that we want to go to the club to meet other swingers, And most of the people attending now days are not. We end up wasting a lot of time getting to know folks only to find out at some point that they are just there to watch, not participate. The result, most of the swingers we know are pretty much staying away from the clubs, and when they do go, they do not go with the expectation that they are going to meet other swingers like they used to.

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Baseball is the national pastime right? Everyone loves baseball. Everyone has played baseball or softball to one degree or another.

 

Now go to any baseball game whether it is an 8 year old pee-wee game or the last game of the World Series- how many people are actually playing the game vs how many people are watching?

 

Take a porn movie, how may people are in the movie having sex vs how many people end up watching the movie?

 

How many people in the world are tittilated by swinging and group sex and fantasize about it and watch it in porn vs those that have actually ever participated in it?

 

Millions of people fantasize about it and many people find it intriguing but the vast vast majority will never get past the fantasy stage. Many people do not allow themselves to even dream about it becoming a reality. Many people will never allow themselves to think of themselves as swingers just as people dream of being a major league baseball player but never even suit up and walk out onto the field of the local community league.

 

They just sit on the sidelines watch others do it.

 

Most of your examples are comparing apples to oranges.

 

If you did not have fan's watching, you would not have pro baseball players.

 

If you did not have people buying porn DVD's and watching, you would not have people making porn.

 

Swingers do not need fans or viewers to still be Swingers. Swingers have got a long just fine with out "watchers" for about 50 years now.

 

As Good Times stated, many of the SWINGERS have stopped coming to the clubs because they are tired of the group that is just looking for a cheap Sex Side show.

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We have noticed the change in behavior as well. There is a well known on-premise club in Nashville that we won't attend anymore because for every couple playing there are 15 couples watching. Our local social is..however...just about wide open.:D

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Most of your examples are comparing apples to oranges.

 

If you did not have fan's watching, you would not have pro baseball players.

 

If you did not have people buying porn DVD's and watching, you would not have people making porn.

 

Swingers do not need fans or viewers to still be Swingers. Swingers have got a long just fine with out "watchers" for about 50 years now.

 

As Good Times stated, many of the SWINGERS have stopped coming to the clubs because they are tired of the group that is just looking for a cheap Sex Side show.

 

Man, I wish I could completely agree with you but I'm not so sure.:confused: Could your club and many other clubs really keep their doors open without the watchers and the tire-kickers?

 

If you made it a rule that only people with a documented pedigree of fullswap swinging could enter the building and that everyone HAD to have some kind of sexual contact and could not simply be a spectator at any point, would you be able to keep your club operating to the degree that it is now?

 

Would the REAL swingers be able to keep you in your current building and with the current amenities that you have now if there weren't a stream of spectators and tire-kickers coming through the door every night?

 

I'm sure you could make it work but how much would you have to scale back and down size?

 

In all honesty we are in exactly the same boat as Good Times. We used to hit the clubs weekly and traveled far and wide to attend a wide variety of them. We have been to a club ONCE this year and that is because some good friends were hosting a party and twisted our arm. I agree completely with GT.

 

However I have known a number of people that started up clubs and all of them said it was going to be a haven for the "real swingers" but in a matter of months they had to let the flood gates open and let in anyone that would pay the cover just to keep the doors open.

 

I hope you are right and that the real swingers can take back some of the clubs but just like the pro baseball players can only play in the big fancy stadium if the wathers are paying to watch.

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Our local social is..however...just about wide open.

Interesting.

 

In our area their have always been a few on-premise clubs, and the occasional house party, but up until recently their were no off premise parties. Then about a year ago a group of local swingers started hosting a party about once a month, usually a vanilla bar takeover type thing. It has become so successful that on one of their party nights they will get three times more swingers attending than the clubs get on their best nights. The local clubs have noticed this of course, and so a couple of them have gotten together with this group to have them host party nights at their on-premise clubs, the thought being that if this group has such a good following they could take advantage of this to boost club attendance.

 

Unfortunately for them, when this group hosts a party at one of the clubs they get almost no attendance, and no more people show up than the club gets on any other night. They can't seem to figure it out, in fact, when I have asked the party hosts why they thought this was, they said that they thought it was just because the people that are coming to their parties do not like the clubs. The problem is I have been involved in the swinging community here for a lot longer than they have, and I see the same faces at their parties as we used to see every week at the clubs a few years ago. So the cause of this seems pretty obvious to me. When they have parties in a vanilla setting, their is nothing for anyone to watch, so the watchers stay away. On the other hand, when they host a party at an on-premise club, they have the same problem that is making the real swingers stay away from the clubs in the first place.

 

I have found it interesting that their biggest parties so far have been when they went to a night club where their were regular vanilla people at the club at the same time, so everyone has to be on good behavior and act like vanillas. When they have a party at one of these venues they tell everyone ahead of time that nothing sexual, and no nudity will be allowed at the party.

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Could your club and many other clubs really keep their doors open without the watchers and the tire-kickers?

I think they could very easily, as most of the swingers I know would go to such a club in a second. Additionally, their are a few clubs I know of who have been successful at this. Unfortunately, it is really hard for a clubs management to implement this type of thing. The clubs I know of that do it now's methods don't seem to me to be applicable to many clubs. I would think it would be very difficult to eliminate the watchers without also eliminating the newbies.

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Interesting.

 

In our area their have always been a few on-premise clubs, and the occasional house party, but up until recently their were no off premise parties. Then about a year ago a group of local swingers started hosting a party about once a month, usually a vanilla bar takeover type thing. It has become so successful that on one of their party nights they will get three times more swingers attending than the clubs get on their best nights. The local clubs have noticed this of course, and so a couple of them have gotten together with this group to have them host party nights at their on-premise clubs, the thought being that if this group has such a good following they could take advantage of this to boost club attendance.

 

Unfortunately for them, when this group hosts a party at one of the clubs they get almost no attendance, and no more people show up than the club gets on any other night. They can't seem to figure it out, in fact, when I have asked the party hosts why they thought this was, they said that they thought it was just because the people that are coming to their parties do not like the clubs. The problem is I have been involved in the swinging community here for a lot longer than they have, and I see the same faces at their parties as we used to see every week at the clubs a few years ago. So the cause of this seems pretty obvious to me. When they have parties in a vanilla setting, their is nothing for anyone to watch, so the watchers stay away. On the other hand, when they host a party at an on-premise club, they have the same problem that is making the real swingers stay away from the clubs in the first place.

 

I have found it interesting that their biggest parties so far have been when they went to a night club where their were regular vanilla people at the club at the same time, so everyone has to be on good behavior and act like vanillas. When they have a party at one of these venues they tell everyone ahead of time that nothing sexual, and no nudity will be allowed at the party.

 

We have seen the same thing in our area as well. The actual lifestyle club attendence has taken a nose dive as the informal meet/greets taking place in vanilla clubs has gone up.

 

I had a real long talk about this with a couple owners of a well established club and their thoughts were that the internet and the talk shows and magazine articles have all brought out a whole new generation of dreamers that are titilated by the thought of swingers and swinging but they don't have the balls to actually jump in do it themselves and they can't bring themselves OR THEIR WIFE to actually consider themselves real swingers so they go to these informal lifestyle/vanilla hybrid parties where the gals can dance and titty rub on each other but noone has to actually label themselves a swinger.

 

I don't know if it is because they are going to that because there are no watchers but rather they are going to it because so many people can't actually think of themselves as swingers and don't want to label themselves by going into an actual "swingers club".

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I think they could very easily, as most of the swingers I know would go to such a club in a second. Additionally, their are a few clubs I know of who have been successful at this. Unfortunately, it is really hard for a clubs management to implement this type of thing. The clubs I know of that do it now's methods don't seem to me to be applicable to many clubs. I would think it would be very difficult to eliminate the watchers without also eliminating the newbies.

 

I am sure it can be done and most likely is being done all over. The real issue isn't can it be done, the question is can it be done and be done well and still have it be economically viable?

 

I wish I was wrong but I think that the number of wannabes, dreamers, cheating husbands, fakes, voyeurs, people who are just there for the party/dancing/titty-rubbing and even the sincere newbies make up the majority of that which we call "the lifestyle".

 

I have no proof or numbers to back it up, I'm just going off of gut instinct but as you look around a club, or the hook-up sites, the informal meet/greets and even some of the larger houseparties, most of the people are not true fullswap swingers. And even the ones that do occasionally pull off a full swap now and then many of those are not active and hitting the venues very often or for an ongoing length of time.

 

Many of our old friends from back in the day are either retired from swinging, divorced or are more armchair swingers than active anymore (heck for that matter do you think I'd be able to write this much if we were out swinging???:lol:)

 

If a club doesn't cater to the newbies and the wannabes they are going to have a real uphill battle because that is where the numbers are.

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In our case, yes we could stay where we are and keep it going. 28 years and going strong.

 

Would we change it, No, Mike and Chris keep the doors open to everyone that does not cause trouble. Be it a voyeur or a Swinger. That is how it has always been and always will be.

 

We know we have Big nights and Great nights. They are not one in the same. Big nights have 300+ people. Great nights are the ones with a dress code of little to no clothing and "most" of the voyeurs are not there on those nights. Most Voyeurs will not get out of their street clothes.

 

Some of our major parities with a dress code will equal the other big nights with lots of people. Other times only 60 to 80 people. Makes for a good Swingers party but not as big of numbers.

 

We are at the point those we don't "need" the big numbers. It has never been about the big numbers or the Money with Mike, Chris, Laura or I. The bills are paid and we are all happy.

 

We all still wish it was more like the "old days" and more about swinging but to do that we would have to start judging people and what they want out of this Lifestyle and that is something we won't do.

 

There are clubs that have been around for years though that have a required dress code of close to wearing nothing and they are still going strong but most of the "new crowd" won't attend them. They are not dying out or going away though because they have done it right for many years.

 

You are right that Most clubs today would not be able to do it. They are not in the same restitution as we are with over head and such. They have to have ever increasing numbers to keep the doors open. We don't.

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Interesting.

 

In our area their have always been a few on-premise clubs, and the occasional house party, but up until recently their were no off premise parties. Then about a year ago a group of local swingers started hosting a party about once a month, usually a vanilla bar takeover type thing. It has become so successful that on one of their party nights they will get three times more swingers attending than the clubs get on their best nights. The local clubs have noticed this of course, and so a couple of them have gotten together with this group to have them host party nights at their on-premise clubs, the thought being that if this group has such a good following they could take advantage of this to boost club attendance.

 

Unfortunately for them, when this group hosts a party at one of the clubs they get almost no attendance, and no more people show up than the club gets on any other night. They can't seem to figure it out, in fact, when I have asked the party hosts why they thought this was, they said that they thought it was just because the people that are coming to their parties do not like the clubs. The problem is I have been involved in the swinging community here for a lot longer than they have, and I see the same faces at their parties as we used to see every week at the clubs a few years ago. So the cause of this seems pretty obvious to me. When they have parties in a vanilla setting, their is nothing for anyone to watch, so the watchers stay away. On the other hand, when they host a party at an on-premise club, they have the same problem that is making the real swingers stay away from the clubs in the first place.

 

I have found it interesting that their biggest parties so far have been when they went to a night club where their were regular vanilla people at the club at the same time, so everyone has to be on good behavior and act like vanillas. When they have a party at one of these venues they tell everyone ahead of time that nothing sexual, and no nudity will be allowed at the party.

We used to have our socials at a local bar (hosted as a private party), but that eventually slowed down due more to location than any other reason. We now are hosted by a private person who rents the ballroom at a hotel. The club itself is a non-profit, all volunteer group of people who love to have fun. When I say the socials can get "wide open", I mean it!

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We feel, based on our experience, that there is a huge group out there that call themselves swingers but just want to be close to swinging.

 

I'm not really taking a shot at these people but we've been to many parties and these same people always seem to be there and at the end of the night retire to their room or leave alone...

 

This is not scientific...just a general observation based on our 3.5 years of experience and the many broken dates.

 

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This was one of those things I addressed in the Swinger Manual (what didn't I address), as it was something we noticed a year or so ago as a trend even on here of couples wanting to just go and watch.

 

What's always bugged me is the number of couples who go to the clubs just to watch then complain that there's nothing to watch. Well why do you think that is?

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Millions of people fantasize about it and many people find it intriguing but the vast vast majority will never get past the fantasy stage. Many people do not allow themselves to even dream about it becoming a reality. Many people will never allow themselves to think of themselves as swingers just as people dream of being a major league baseball player but never even suit up and walk out onto the field of the local community league.

 

They just sit on the sidelines watch others do it.

 

I agree with you. Some people do not want to pay the price. They understand swinging is not easy sex. It actually comes with consequences and based on my perception there is a lot of work that is involved. In response to your baseball analogy, I dream about being a football player. However, I am coward when it comes to physical pain. Thus, I refused to play football.

 

Watching on the sidelines is not a risk. Most people are afraid of risk.

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Another note: we're just kinda picky. We are looking forward to going to an on-site club. We are looking forward to wandering about scantily-clad. I've said it before: I am looking for strange baby, but not necessarily YOUR strange.

 

That said, we have done full-swap and it's fun and we WANT to go to club and hook up.

 

I think that this differentiates us from other club newbies, or newbies period.

 

As someone else said, this is not an easy choice or a get-laid-a-lot choice. I think that many swinger couples have had many of the difficult conversations that simply terrify other couples.

 

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We feel, based on our experience, that there is a huge group out there that call themselves swingers but just want to be close to swinging.

 

I'm not really taking a shot at these people but we've been to many parties and these same people always seem to be there and at the end of the night retire to their room or leave alone...

 

This is not scientific...just a general observation based on our 3.5 years of experience and the many broken dates.

 

Trace

 

I am not sure if this viewpoint is correct but you may want to consider it. Perhaps many of these people who call themselves swingers but have not taking the plunge into swinging are couples who are slowly overcoming their fear of swinging. From my understanding, one major fear is jealousy.

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The few times we went to an on premise club we saw other couples having sex. I thought it was part of the learning curve in that my wife was able to see other "normal/average" couples having sexual fun and hopefully this would lessen her resistance to partaking in the Lifestyle.

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Well, coming from the viewpoint of a newbie, watching I believe is the place where we would start.

 

And after reading many threads about first timers, it sounds like it's a good idea to start slow.

 

I don't take this as a license to use a club as a long term peep show though, I think it's moreso just a matter of comfort and also compatibility.

 

At this point I would put my wife and I into the "soft" category, neither of us is sure yet if we could go all the way or not. Fantasy isnt the same as reality, hard to judge if someone is really ready or not until the time comes.

 

I can very well see the points people are making about having too many watchers at a club, or not having a more private space where no watchers are allowed.

Personally I really like the idea of having the room where clothing is off. I imagine that would separate the "endless watchers" from those who actually are interested in more.

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Easy answer is to create a voyeur's room. Anyone entering would probably be an exhibitionist and enjoy others watching. Have nameplates on all the doors for different types of activities. Bondage rooms, gay/lesbian, etc. Include private rooms for those who are not fond of lurkers. Personally I'd love a blacklight room where couples could go in to bodypaint and play.

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Swingers like everything is changing the access to the lifestyle is easier and more couples are wetting their feet. With that you also have married men posing as singles and idiots running around the internet wasting time and generally pissing off couples by playing stupid games.

 

Do I sound bitter, I should cause we are just plain sick of the constant emails that lead no where, people who seem intelligent but are totally unable to comprehend the written word. It has gotten to the point where I have decided to stop being Mr nice and just say what it is I'm thinking, will it win me friends , doubt it, but it will get rid of the game players quicker.

 

When we attend a club now we go with no expectations except that we are going home with each other. I believe we have only been to a club once when we didn't have sex and that was due to the fact that single men that night were allowed in and a pack of guys following you masturbating was making the wife very uncomfortable. Perhaps we are very picky but unless we both have an attraction we will just have sex with each other, we are in this to enhance our sex life not to put notches on the bed post.

 

I can honestly say we aren't lookers as we stroll around naked and don't bother with the towels. Our biggest concern is HIV and other STDs as their is a large amount of bi males in our area and constant press releases that STDs are making a large comeback in our area in the male Bi/gay areas. This from a site catering to this demographic, the biggest eye opener is a local swingers club is actively attracting males from this site to attend on their nights when single men are allowed in, even giving a discounted entry fee when they use the name of the site.

 

All this is doing is giving married men who may have been looking for a blowjob from some other guy a venue to chase females, and then the wife will never know. So the next time you see a couple who seem to just be over cautious they may have a valid reason. Until we both agree on a couple and know their habits somewhat we will be rather happy to just sit back and watch for a bit.

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My wife and I love other people watching us have a good romp. She really gets into putting on a good show for the audience. I work overseas so becoming regulars at a local club is not an option. Our vacations are our only times for lifestyle adventures. If we can't hook up with a compatible couple or a single guy for a threesome when we visit an on-premise club, we'll show the spectators that middle aged horny people who are in love can have an amazing good time! We're off to Saint Matin in June.

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My wife and I are looking into a club to visit and play with each other. We're doing this to become more comfortable in public. We're not sure where it will take us but the ride is half the fun.

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      I have no problem with doggie style, so I got behind her and guided the head of my dick into her pussy. I normally like to start slowly, but Nancy told me to do it hard and fast. So I jammed it into the hilt. She instantly started to rock back and forth, and it took a couple of seconds to get into her rhythm, but I got there and was on the in-stroke when she was rocking back and on the outstroke when she was going forward. Like I said before, you know when Nancy comes, everybody knows when Nancy comes, and it did not take long for her to come doggie style.
       
      After she came down from her climax, her body just went limp, and she sank onto the bed face down. Ok, I understand about fast climaxes; been there and done that a time or two myself, but this is the first time I had experienced it happening with the woman I was with. Normally it’s the man that has this happening. I lay down beside her and put my arm around he, and kissed her on her shoulder. I can hear and feel her breathing hard, but that is all the response I get. I look over and Sue is still riding Dan’s dick. I see that glazed-over look in her eyes, one that I have seen many times before, and I know that she won’t last much longer. Just then, I see Dan arch his back and drive into Sue as deep as he can go, his hands are pulling Sue down onto his shaft, and I know that he is releasing his load into her. Sue is wide-eyed and tells him Yes, give it to me, and I know from being there that she has also reached her climax. I lay there and watched her rock back and forth as Dan kept his back arched to give her as much dick as he could. I know the feeling of her pussy muscles on a dick, and I know what he is feeling at this moment. They are constricting and relaxing, constricting and relaxing as she rocks back and forth. Milking every bit of his juice out that they can. I watch as they slow down, and then Sue collapses onto Dan’s chest; she starts that silly giggle that lets you know that you did a good job.
       
      Sue rolled onto her back next to Nancy and looked at me, and asked if I was enjoying myself, and I told him yes. Dan said he needed a drink and asked if any of us wanted one. Sue wanted a margarita, Nancy wanted a glass of ice water, and I said I could use a beer. As Dan was off to get the drinks, the three of us sat up in the bed, the women sat cross-legged, and I just slid up between them and used the headboard as a backrest. I could smell the must of just fucked pussy in the air. There were two women sitting crossed-legged with their pussies open for all to see, and I still had a hard-on. Sue spoke first and said to Nancy, " Did I not tell you he was a good fuck or not" At that point, I could have crawled under the bed, except that Sue was now rubbing my hard dick. Nancy agreed and said that she can’t wait to go again. Sue said that the night was young, but Nancy would just have to wait her turn now because she was next. Thank god Dan showed up with the drinks.
       
      The four of us sat there talking and sipping our drinks. We could hear the party going on in the other part of the house with the music and the occasional orgasm from one of the partygoers or another. Sue asked if we knew where Don was, and Dan said he saw him with Joann, to which Sue said, "Well, he will be occupied for a while". All this time, Sue was stroking my hard cock, then she said that it looked like I was ready to go again, and so was she. Nancy asked her if we could all do it like they did it at the last party. Sue looked at me and then back at Nancy and said that she thought it would be all right. I must have had a questioning look on my face because Sue told me that I would defiantly like this.
       
      Sue had me sit on the side of the bed with my feet on the floor. She then turned around and straddled me backward. I felt her guide my dick into her pussy as she sat down on my lap. " As exciting as the unknown is when having sex with a new partner, it is just as exciting as being in the know and having sex with someone that you have been with before. You know just what they like, and they know what trips your button; Sue knew just what to do to trip my button." She started to rotate her hips to give my dick that just-right grinding. Feeling her slow humping up and down along with the rotation was driving me insane. About that time, I felt a tongue wrapping around my balls and work up my shaft to where I was buried into Sue’s wet box. I looked around Sue to see Nancy on her hands and knees licking not only my balls and dick but also Sue’s wet pussy, and Dan was behind Nancy just fucking away. Sue started to rotate and moan, which caused me to shove up harder; Nancy was licking and sucking faster, which made Sue moan and rotate faster. It was like a snowball rolling downhill. The more it went on, the faster it got. I don’t know what was going on with Dan, and I did not care. I know that I came harder and longer into Sue’s pussy than I can ever remember doing. I remember falling back onto the bed with Sue laying on top of me and still feeling a tongue licking the both of us, and then I heard a far-off scream that said fuck me fuck yes fuck me.
       
      Sue was pulling on my arms and telling me it was time that we rejoined the party. We walked down the hall naked and into the den. We went to the bar, and I sat down on one of the stools. Sue went and got us both a drink and stood between my legs with her arms around my neck. She asked me what I thought of Nancy, and I told her that she was definitely different than any woman that I knew. She said that there was a long story behind that and she would tell me later, but not tonight, I laid my head down between her breast, and she was holding me and rubbing the back of my head when Don came walking up to join us.
       
      Don sat down on a stool, and Sue went over and put her arms around him and asked if he was having fun; I said that he looked like he had been road hard and put up wet. To which he came back with a one-word answer. " Joann". Sue and I just laughed, and I asked if she was still a whirlwind in bed, and he said that she was a man killer if you let her.
      Sue kissed us both and said that we men better get used to the whirlwinds because they are going to rule the world someday.
       
      Note from Jay:
      I have tried to express some of my feelings, thoughts, and happenings into the stories about how I got back into swinging after Dee’s death. I know that it is not your typical swing stories that you are used to reading here. I know that I have brought up couples out of the blue for those that have not been on this site for very long. There are stories posted by " Jay and Dee" that tells how we got started in the swinging lifestyle, how we found out that Don and Sue were swingers, and stories that were milestones in Dee’s and my journey into this wonderful lifestyle.
       
      A lifestyle that I thought had ended with Dee's death. A lifestyle of freedom, pleasure, understanding, and pure joy that I thought I would never be a part of again if it were not for Sue. Some might read into these stories that I have an infatuation with Sue. That is not true. I love Sue. If you go back and read The Surprise, you will know that I have known Sue since we were in elementary school. Her older brother was my best friend until we graduated high school; now, her husband is my best friend.
       
      If it were not for Sue and Don standing by me and pulling me out of my depression, getting me back into not only the lifestyle but life itself did I meet Pam.
       
      Pam is another story all together
       
      I lost Dee in 2004, and the stories about how I got back into the swing happened in 2006. In future stories, I will try not to go back too far into the past, but sometimes my thoughts go there, to a time, a place, or a person that is so important to me that I must bring it up for the story context.
    • By Spoomonkey
      I don't remember - in detail - just what it was that was said between myself and Marilyn that convinced her to swing. I know that I didn't discover the hidden key to the floodgate. But now, as I sit here thinking of her, picturing the passion on her face as she jerks another man's cock, I am flooded with excitement about the next time. But this is a story about our first time.

      Most people are sexual caterpillars, humping through life, eating off the same leaf, and waiting to be taken as lunch by whatever bird it is that finds us delectable. Some of us evolve. I've had the pleasure of watching Mari become a truly stunning sexual creature - a truly amazing phoenix on fire. I recall the long and sometimes frustrating 'raccoon stage' from the first talk to the first play. I remember waiting like a child for Christmas - eager and smiling, hopeful and naive. And I remember watching Mari emerge.

      It was a Friday night - our second at a club. I am not sure how many expectations either of us had - we'd promised ourselves not to 'expect.' We arrived early - when the TVs had not yet flipped over to porn movies and still played the Discovery Channel. Pretzel baskets not yet out, Mari and I found a place at the liquor-less bar. Our first time at a club, we went with a couple that we were friends with. They'd monopolized us that night, and we wanted to branch out - to meet new friends - to try new things. Nothing against them, we thought the world of those two, but we were ready to fly solo. So we waited. Unsure of how to talk to anyone - unsure of what to do next. I think we clung to that bar for an hour, Mari in her brown mini and sheer black top, me in a stew of nervousness that I hadn't felt since junior high. Eyes were on Mari - I could feel that. Not at all unexpected with her long legs riding a lucky barstool, gorgeous and generous breasts threatening to pour from her low top, bright green eyes dancing between a perfect smile and brown/red hair that could melt any man. I remember watching people watching us, watching them stare shamelessly at her.

      The club filled quickly that night - couples made their way to familiar cliques as a flood of single men made helpless attempts to get in on the play. I didn't know what we were looking for, but I was hopeful that we'd find it - so I took Mari by the hand and decided to explore. The barstools were doing nothing but putting our backs to the crowd. I wasn't surprised when a clumsily discreet gaggle of singles followed my Mari like puppies as we slowly made our way from room to room. Eventually, we found ourselves on the 'party floor' with a half dozen single men who tried so very hard to look casual but were obviously hoping that their choice of clothes or hairstyle had been the perfect one - and that Mari would snatch them up before they knew what hit them. Feeling a bit ornery, I leaned back against the wall, my beer in one hand, and whispered to Mari, "I want you to go down on me." I think the request shocked her a bit.

      "Right. Right now? Right here?" I could tell that she was feeling like a bad girl - she had the look, the walk. I knew she wanted to play - and I could think of no better way than to tease a crowd of men.

      "Yes," I said, smiling. "Right here and right now." I reached down to unzip myself as she dropped to her knees in front of me. My cock had been hard all day, knowing that tonight we'd be here - chasing the 'unexpected' - and it was obvious that Mari shared my excitement as she took me all the way down with one eager move. Her tongue danced on my shaft as her head bobbed happily. Her expert hands worked on what little cock she couldn't take in, and twelve eyes on six single men ate every movement. I was - for a short time - king of the 'party floor' as the most incredible woman in the club sucked my cock in front of a half dozen. I realized that as incredible as this was - this spotlight on my wife's giftedness - it was just the first step, a cracking of the egg, so to speak - the cocoon was just starting to open. Mari gobbled me with abandon, surprisingly unashamed, wonderfully aware of nothing but her husband's eager erection and approaching release. I sipped my beer and grinned as hungry eyes locked on the back of Mari's head. I could have watched that scene all night long, but it was far too early to 'cash in my chips.' Besides - I got to take this beauty home - so I helped her to her feet as she wiped the corners of her mouth. I think I saw a blush then, but it could have been desire. Either way, it didn't slow her down. I was ready to head downstairs and leave this group to their own devices, but a conversation about something - I don't remember what - kept me in place.

      Mari was approached by a single guy, and I remember thinking that it would be good for her to flirt. So - I turned my attention to whatever meaningless banter I was sharing - and left Mari to her fun. I don't know how long I talked - but I remember turning to look at Mari and the one guy with balls enough to approach her. And was surprised to see them kissing deeply, his hand enjoying her perfect breast. I processed a momentary jealousy. Who wouldn't be jealous of a woman as beautiful as Marilyn? What man in his right mind would offer such a perfect woman to the wiles of desperate single men? The kind of man who is so secure in his soulmate's love that he knows that no one will ever touch her heart just by groping her boob. And with that, I was over it. And my wicked smile returned.

      "Do I need to go get supplies?" I asked as I walked up behind Mari.

      "Hmmm?" She asked, somewhat dreamily, obviously ready to try her first threesome.

      "Supplies. Condoms." I said, trying not to kill the moment.

      "They're downstairs." Mari looked at her new friend, David, who was obviously willing. She smiled and nodded.

      "Okay," I said. "But here are the rules while I'm gone." I have an alpha male personality when it comes to swinging - provider, protector, top dog. "Just talk. No hands - no kissing - while I'm gone." Then I looked at David. "Break a rule, I break an arm." I think he knew I meant it.

      His nervous, stuttering, "Sure," gave me the assurance I needed to head downstairs. I didn't remember the walk to the locker room being so long, but the anticipation seemed to stretch the halls and stairways. But soon, I was back with an overly optimistic fist full of condoms and a hard-on that made it hard to walk. David and Marilyn were talking innocently, leaning against the wall - but seeing me was all it took for talk to end. Mari took David's hand and led him to a private room; I pushed the door closed as we entered, waving at the five guys who looked disappointed that we weren't going to put on a show.

      David wasted little time pulling Mari's breasts free and sucking on her long nipples. His style was rough, but Mari seemed to love the feel of this stranger's tongue and gently nipping teeth. I knelt behind her, pushing her skirt around her hips, and flicked her ass with my tongue. I slipped two fingers in her dripping pussy and felt her body jerk at the anticipated intrusion. Her hips rocked against my fingers and tongue as David pulled off Mari's top and bra, spilling her breasts into his hands and waiting mouth. Mari rubbed David's cock through his slacks, eager to find out just what she'd gotten herself into. Our collective passions blurred the room as hands un-hooked, unzipped, un-buckled, and soon the only clothes left were Mari's black garter and stockings. David had taken to his knees, taking his rough style of play to Mari's tender box as Mari resumed the head we'd started in the common area - her passion making her suck even harder, with more abandon. I thrust into her mouth gently, knowing that in her current state, she couldn't focus enough to keep me from going too deep. I watched her perfect tits roll as her body rocked on David's aggressive tongue. I switched places with David, letting him enjoy Mari's mouth for the first time. Mari gave a perfect, eager head, and I knew David was in for a treat - but I wanted my time with my wife's perfect pussy. Her long lips and deep folds are the perfect play place for big boys, and my tongue traced her outer lips through the gentle maze that leads to her dripping entrance and tingling clit. I slipped my fingers inside of Mari, curling them gently to find that magical-mythical spot that always seems to make a good orgasm a screaming one, and my tongue flicked gently at her oh-so-ready clit. I looked up to see David fucking Mari's mouth - and Mari thrusting back hungrily. I heard her cock-filtered moans as I brought her to the brink of orgasm. I quickened my tongue and my inner stroking, and Mari's mouth popped off of David's shaft. Her fist pumped him purposefully, but her eyes and attention were now focused on my face, pressed against her pussy. Her hips bucked with the beginnings of her orgasm, and her moans turned to screams as she came against my tongue. Mari fucked my fingers powerfully, her pussy sucking and pulling them deeper inside, and she threw her head back into the pillow and let out a long "YES!" as a wave overcame her.

      David knelt beside her, a stunned look on his face. "That was hot." Mari laughed at his grasp of the obvious as she pulled her knees together and her legs up - but we weren't going to let her off that easily. "Be gentle," I said as David went back down, and I brought my throbbing cock to Mari's mouth. I've always loved the way that Mari says thanks for a job well done - and tonight was no exception. David's tongue brought Mari over the edge two more quick times as she sucked my cock. Her body shivered weakly as the first orgasm had taken so much out of her. She moaned around my width but never let me go until her desperation got the best of her.

      "Fuck me." She said, her voice breathy, "Fuck me, please." I took her first, as David's cock hung in Mari's face, rubbing against her cheek as she thrust her body back against me. I pushed her legs to her chest as I buried my cock deeply into her. Her heat was tremendous, her body on fire as it lived out a fantasy it was so reluctant to even admit. David watched as I took my wife hard, thrusting deeply and angling my body to hit her just right. Mari gritted her teeth as she let out a strained moan, her fourth orgasm coming as a surprise - short but powerful. I pulled out quickly, knowing that there was one other thing that Mari wanted to try before we'd be able to call this a night. I lay against the wall as Mari got to her knees. She sucked hard as David pushed into her for the first time. It was her first 'extra' cock, and she seemed to shake from head to toe. "Is he in?" I asked, wanting her to process the reality of this moment. "Mmmm-Hmmm," she groaned as he pounded her. David fucked my beautiful wife hard from behind, thrusting deeply and quickly, racing towards an orgasm that had such a gorgeous build-up. And he reached that place far too quickly.

      "Where do you want him to cum?" I asked, stroking Mari's hair. "I want to see it," she said, her tongue flicking the head of my cock. "I want him to cum all over me." David responded to her wishes, pulling out and removing his spent condom. Mari rolled over on her back, pushing her breasts together and urging him to cover them. He had no problem doing so. David's excitement was apparent as jet after jet of his hot load landed on Mari's perfect tits.

      "Oh, god, yes," she cooed as he came. David let out one last grunt as his body jerked, and one last long stream of cum dripped onto my wife. I kissed Mari - realizing that I had seen her emerge. My perfect butterfly, covered with another man's seed. David collapsed at the end of the bed as Mari and I wrapped our hearts tightly around each other. We basked in the afterglow of an incredible fantasy, unaware that, for us, the night was young. We dressed, David and Mari kissed one last time, and then we left the room for the next adventuresome group.

      We fully expected to leave soon thereafter. Instead, almost unbelievingly, the stars aligned, and we had another encounter.

      Mari went to the bar, still sexily disheveled, and started talking to a single woman that we had met earlier, helping her fend off a torrent of attention, gladly taking on some for herself. Knowing she was having fun, I left her alone while I went to the restroom.

      I normally don't strike up conversations at the urinal, but all rules have exceptions.

      "I'm not gay," I said to the guy spilling beer one stall over, "but that is a really nice shirt."

      I wouldn't have said it if I hadn't meant it. Dark blue flames on white silk. Sharp as a switchblade.

      "Thanks," He said. "My wife bought it. I don't remember where."

      "Well - it's a great-looking shirt."

      The conversation eroded as our bathroom purposes came to an end, and we awkwardly took turns with the soap dispenser. He left before my paws were dry, and as I wiped the last of the evidence on my jeans, I walked out to put what I thought would be the final hit on my wife.I was quite wrong.

      Mr Nice Shirt was in the hallway with a gorgeous blond - tall and thin, with stunning blue eyes and long legs on high heels.

      "Hey, hon." he said, "where did you get this shirt? This guy likes it."

      She told me - but hell if I remember. I was captivated by her. Where she bought the shirt went in one ear and out the other, but her, I was drinking in till I reached the bottom of the glass. It was a nice shirt - but she was significantly nicer. I watched her lips as she talked and wondered what they tasted like; I watched her chest when she paused - also wondering what it tasted like. Soon the shirt was forgotten.

      But - I found out later - they thought I was a single, which wasn't their thing - and they excused themselves. I made my dejected way back to Mari - still with her single friend - still at the center of a crowd. I walked to the center and kissed her hard, because I could, and whispered in her ear, "Are you ready to go?" She nodded and told me she needed to check her hair before she did. I wasn't the only one who watched her walk to the restroom - perfect hips massaging the inside of her brown suede skirt. I sat at the bar, watching what passed for porn on the satellite feed, and waited...And waited...And realized I wasn't enjoying the porn enough to not be worried about my wife...I wandered through the club, weaving my way between connections being made and broken - singles getting lucky or rejected - women being fondled or ignored... The witching hour had arrived, and folks were grouping off with the hopes that productive conversations weren't about to produce wilted results. And in the bathroom door, Mari had become the target of Mr Cool-Shirt and his incredible wife. They stood in a tight but respectful group, chittering like old friends... I watch Mari laugh at some witty thing and then look up to see me walking her way.

      "That's my husband," she said, maybe a bit too proudly, and the blond woman whom I'd already memorized turned and smiled - wickedly surprised if that is a workable combination. A three-way conversation in the door of the women's room became a spirited four-way as we realized that - not only was I, not a single guy, we all had much more than that in common; two pairs of soulmates on different planes of experience. Best friends who do everything together - who were about to drift upstairs...

      They had been to many clubs and had much background in the lifestyle, and as we made our way upstairs, they shared themselves in a way that makes the lifestyle so much more than sex. We drifted from room to room, listening to them talk about their "hobby" and how they survived within it. For a moment, the idea of "playing" with our new friends disappeared as these gorgeous people became so incredibly fascinating. It seemed like every line of conversation revealed more in common, more useful advice, more to like...And then she closed the door...

      "I like you guys," Kim - this gorgeous blond said, her voice going from friendly to lusty. "Let's play."

      Mari and I snapped back to reality quickly. We were in a swing club, and we were not going home anytime soon... I didn't need to look at Mari to know that she was okay with this. I'd watched her as she watched Joe's lips move when he talked. I had seen her smile when he touched her shoulder. And I had absolutely nothing to think about as Kim lay on the bed, smiling and lifting her legs to show a shaved and pantiless play area.

      "What do you say?" She asked, staring at me hypnotically.

      Nothing... There was nothing I could say. I was hers - but better yet, she was about to be mine. Joe sat on a chair in the corner of the room - thinking, I suppose, that he might watch for a while. But Mari was having none of that, straddling his lap and wrapping her tongue around his. Kim lay on her back, and I ran my hands down her legs, lifting her feet and helping her with the boots that she wasn't going to be needing for a while. Her long thin legs were, on their own, plenty to enjoy - but when the boots were shed, my hands wandered higher as I slid onto the bed with her, kissing her gently at first - enjoying her soft but expert tongue. Her hands made short work of my belt as mine found her small, tight breasts. She seemed eager to catch up with Mari, who had quickly moved to a kneel in front of Joe and was blowing him madly - her head bobbing furiously.

      I didn't object and let her push me over to my back. My eyes caught Joe's, and he smiled widely, dazed but certainly feeling every stroke of Mari's expert tongue. Mari worked his shaft with one tight fist and had pushed the blue flamed shirt up to his strong chest. She was moaning around him - and he encouraged her. The sounds were nearly as hot as the visual of my beautiful wife gobbling our new friend with such abandon. I could have lost myself watching the two of them, just experiencing the pleasure my wife was giving another man, but I was soon pulled expertly out of the moment as bright blue eyes looked up at me past short blond hair, and a wet tongue flicked between a wicked grin and eagerly tasted the tip of my cock...I looked down at Kim as she rolled her tongue around the head of my cock, seeming to savor the taste. Her eyes locked on mine, and her smile never failed......until she took me into her mouth, slowly swallowing half of me and then pulling me out just as deliberately. I groaned, body twitching and cock responding to her attentions.

      "You like that?" she asked, a trail of my excitement still leading to her lips.I just swallowed and grinned - and she correctly took that as a "yes". Her eyes finally left mine as she took me again, this time with abandon. Her tongue danced around my cock as her lips tightly massaged my shaft. Her hands jerked me and my hips rocked slightly, finding her manic rhythm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her expertise, my fingers twisting in her short hair. I could feel her taking me deeper until it seemed the head of my cock was so deep in her that I could almost feel it with the hand that was on the back of her head. Her warmth was complimented by a perfect wetness. She stroked me with one hand as her other hand massaged my balls - coaxing my cum from them - eager for a taste of her good work. I heard a squeal and looked up just in time to see a naked Mari tossed onto the bed beside us. Joe was naked as well - his tall, thin frame sporting a desperate erection. He dropped to the bed between Mari's legs and began to kiss her breasts, one after another, commenting loudly on her large, long nipples. Kim was looking over, obviously admiring them herself. She looked up at me, her lips still around my excitement, her face flushed. I smiled at her and nodded - unable to ask her if she wanted what Mari was about to be getting... Somehow she read me and nodded back - letting me go with a gentle pop - and climbed up on the bed, shedding what little clothing she still had on. I pulled off my shirt and settled between her legs.

      The wives were now on the bed, lying side by side, with two enthusiastic husbands now heading south hungrily. Kim's pussy was perfectly shaved with small lips and a perfect clit. I licked gently at first, tasting her fully... This was the first pussy I'd tasted since my marriage, and I was going to enjoy it fully. I slipped my hands beneath her ass to lift her slightly, angling her just right... And sunk my tongue deeply into her, tasting her as she tightened around the intrusion. She whimpered slightly and bucked - and I lost myself... My fingers swam in and out of her as my tongue found every unique spot that seemed to make her jerk with electricity. Her eyes were clamped shut as I ate her, and her hands gripped my head harder and more desperately, soon governing my attentions to just her clit as she climbed higher... Closer to the edge of orgasm. I heard Mari scream as she came, thrashing her hips forcefully against Joe's face, forcing him to hang on... Kim heard her, too, and seemed to catch Mari's orgasm just as Mari was coming down... One loud "OHH!" was all she moaned as her body spasmed beneath my feasting tongue. She jerked hard, holding my face tightly to her and riding her orgasm out against my tongue. I held her thighs as she began to land. She slid her hands to my cheeks and pulled herself to me. "My god," was all she said before she kissed me and pulled me back to the bed.

      Joe was on top of Mari, thrusting his fingers into her roughly, and Kim held me as we watched Mari cum again. Mari's vocal aerobics shook the walls again as she came a second time, right on top of her first one. She seemed to cum for minutes before she finally stopped thrusting her hips against Joe's aggressive hand.

      "Wow," Kim said, looking at me. "Is she always this loud?"

      "I'd like to think so," I replied, smiling.

      "I have no doubt, then."

      Kim grinned as she kissed me, pushing me to my knees. She crawled in front of me and took me in her mouth again, egging me on to thrust. I did so - watching as Mari laid Joe on the bed and then knelt between his legs again. I grabbed Kim's perfect ass with both hands and pushed forward gently, barely containing my arousal as Mari began to stroke Joe's thick cock.I heard Kim sucking me wetly, accepting my thrusts as Joe moaned with approval as Mari gave him a masterful hand job, puckering her lips around the head of his cock as she stroked him. My head swam for ten minutes, watching my wife and feeling Joe's. I was near the edge when Joe screamed out his arrival. Kim flipped around quickly, eager to watch her husband's pleasure, and slid a hand down to cup his balls just as he erupted. His first shot a foot into the air. Mari moaned, "YESSS!" as he came - excited at the sight of his orgasm. His hips thrust slightly as the rest of his orgasm ran down his cock and over Mari's still-pumping fist.

      He lay there - satisfied - and Kim turned, grinning, back to me. The only difference is that this time - so did Mari. I had four lustful eyes looking at me hungrily, and I knew that one of my favorite fantasies was going to come true. I was pushed back into the pillow and watched as a blond and brunette devoured my cock - neither of them losing steam. One would suck my balls while the other pistoned on my hot shaft - then they'd switch - dancing their tongues up either side of me as they went... "This is a vision you'll never forget," Joe chattered - coming back to his senses. I quietly agreed with him, watching as they pleasured me - unable to drink it in enough. Just the sight was enough to make me cum... The sensation of two talented tongues, two eager mouths, brought me closer to the edge than I ever thought possible... Joe seemed to agree, now standing at the side of the bed stroking a resurrected erection. But - I was the first to see them kiss...And it was almost too much... Kim and Mari's tongues soon discovered each other and left my cock to pursue each other. I was remarkably okay with that. Kim and Mari's passionate lip lock was more than Joe could handle.

      "Oh my god," he said to Mari. "I had no idea you were into that."

      "I wasn't," Mari said truthfully - and then quickly returned to what she swears was one of the best kissers she'd ever known. I joined Joe in the perverse ritual, not caring if they ever touched me again - as long as they didn't stop touching each other. Their hands fondled each other, their tongues twisted together... And the room seemed to heat up by twenty degrees.

      I'd never thought I'd see my wife so wild for another woman, but there they were, wrapped together, making out like high school kids. The scene proved to be too much, and Joe yelled out Mari's name. Mari moved over beneath him, her tongue out and eager, just as Joe came again. If it is possible, his second orgasm seemed larger than his first, streaming into Mari's open mouth in jet after jet. And that was enough for me... I knelt over Kim and let go of her waiting tongue. She excitedly swallowed what she caught - what she didn't streamed down her cheeks as I jerked out the last of my orgasm and collapsed beside her...I remember Joe leaving and coming back with a glass of pop for all of us to share, but for the life of me, I don't remember much else. We all lay together for a while - talking again like old friends and laughing. The biggest difference this time was being able to watch breasts jiggle with every well-told joke or story.

      We exchanged e-mails, hugs, and kisses... But I wasn't offered the shirt...When we finally left - the club owner was cleaning up, barely beating the sun, which would be showing itself soon. One of the staff smiled at us and said somewhat meekly, "You guys sounded great." I suppose she's right - a perfect encounter inspires some wonderful loudness. The night was a surprise from the start - we'd done more than we'd ever expected and made friends on top of it. And it was one of those friendships that inspired me to surprise Mari with one last step in her now complete emergence.
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