Enjoying Her First Couple in South Beach
We finally were able to experience our long talked about fantasy of going to a swing club when we made a trip down to South Beach, FL a few weeks back. My wife and I have been married for a few years now and weâve often discussed how exciting it would be to be in a club where the sole purpose for being there was sexually related. There is something for everyone thereâvoyeurism, exhibitionism, bi-women, couple on couple etc.
To understand our situation let describe my wife as well as the more recent experiences we have share that led up to our first group experience. Shannon is 26, 5â7 119 lbs. Brownish, blonde hair with very nice 34C breasts and a great set of abs. Over the last few years she has let her guard down considerably and has shed her conservative views on sexual interaction. It took her a while to admit to me that she finds a sensual woman as appealing as I do. We often speak of fantasies while making love where she is seduced by another woman or couple. She loves reading erotica where the female character is seducing men and women in a tropical or beach setting or where a woman writes a story about seducing an older man in a bar. In the last year she has allowed men to watch her masturbate on a nude beach and let one man watch her as she pleasured herself in front of her second floor hotel window. Sheâs a closet exhibitionist who wonât admit to me how turned on she becomes when being admired by men and women she doesnât know. The key for her is to get her to a foreign city where she has no fear of being recognized in a skimpy outfit or daring bikini.
What better place to let your guard than South Beach? We decided to stroll down the Avenue and shop and have some drinks prior to heading to the club. I thought it best to have some exhibitionistic fun to loosen her up and to help set the tone for the evening. In South Beach each woman is better looking then the next. The women tend to hail from exotic locations, speak with sexy accents and dress to impress. The dress shop we entered had a line of clothes that ranged from kinky to slinky, all designed to expose flesh and titillate the senses. Each of the sales associates was from a different country, Italy, Israel, Cuba as well as a sexy looking Asian American girl portraying her obviously fake breasts for all to admire.
A very busty Israeli girl named Anka who was wearing form fitting tight pants and a belly ring immediately doted on Shannon. Anka grabbed Shannonâs hand and led her around the store selecting the tiniest tops and dresses (I think Shannon was probably suspicious as to whether I had come in earlier to tell which clothes I wanted her to pick for Shannon) Shannon jumped into the dressing room to try on her outfits and had obviously read my mind by constantly asking Anka for help with a zipper or by âforgettingâ to close the latch on the door. I couldnât contain my erection and had to sit down, I was so turned on that she was letting her guard down and showing her body off without any prodding from me. As someone normally reserved, I was amazed that Shannon was coming out of the dressing room to where the main floor and biggest mirror was and to ask me my opinion of the dress or top.
With each smaller outfit, more of the sales girls would surround her and tell her how sexy she looked or how they loved her body (it reminded me of Pretty Woman when Julia Roberts received the whole staffâs attention). Foreign women speak their mind and arenât bashful, whether or not they were hitting on her is possible, but I know my wife was enjoying these sexy women showering her with compliments.
We left the store with our purchases of a slinky black cocktail dress, a pair of pink slip on heels and a light blue bikini and matching sarong. On the car ride back to the hotel we talked of the up coming night and Shannon mentioned that she was still a bit nervous. I suggested we go to the club and check it out and if it seemed like fun we stay and if was creepy we just get up and leave. After showering, Shannon put on her new dress, sans panties and bra, slicked her hair back and was ready to go. She looked amazing and it took great restraint to not fuck her then and there. I loved the fact that her pussy was freshly shaven for a strangerâs touch and how her dress was semi-transparent when the light was against her exposing a hint of the awesome body that lay beneath the thin material.
As we drove the conversation was limited to idle chitchat. I was thinking about what was about to happen. Picturing everything from being a casual observer to Shannon being made love to by a couple with the man thrusting his cock in her from behind while Shannon was kissing the woman passionately as they lay breast to breast and my wife enjoys another manâs cock. While some thoughts were taboo, all seemed to excite me. I was certain that being in an environment with attractive couples and a sexual overtone would mitigate the inhibitions that Shannon was having during the ride to the club. When we walked in the door, a rush of adrenaline shot through my body, our fantasies were soon to be realized and I could tell Shannon was having similar feelings.
After we signed in and paid the fee, we were given a private tour of the facilities by a very cute cocktail waitress in her early 20âs who had on tight leopard skin pants and a clingy top that emphasized the firm contour of her breasts. As we stepped in to the main lounge where the dance floor and bar was located all eyes turned towards us. As we walked through the lounge I mentioned to Shannon how upscale the place seemed to be and how the place resembled a normal dance club. It was a unique and equally exciting feeling to have an entire group of people turn to check out the new people coming into their club. I knew both the men and women were checking out my wife and loved the fact that each was picturing her without her skimpy dress on wearing nothing but freshly painted toe nails, her horn rimmed glasses and a smile.
I couldnât get over how comfortable Shannon seemed to be striding around the club as we were shown the hot tub room, the voyeur room, the theme rooms which was for fetishists who liked dressing up to play doctor or who were in to being dominated. The room that we both found the most appealing was the Group room, which was set up with mattresses all next to each other in a room no bigger than an average sized kitchen.