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the main entrance to the club. The locker area was small and unisex, with a few benches and a mirror. When you arrived, you were handed an electronic key in a wristband to store your belongings.</p><h2 id="1348">Inside the Club</h2><p id="f7b0">The club had four levels. Level one was a lounge dance club. There was a large dance floor, DJ, bar, and servers dressed in white lingerie and high heels. The room was dark with disco lights, white couches, and small tables surrounding the dance floor. Above, there were on-lookers from the balcony of the second level. The servers took drink orders or sprayed whipped cream on our bodies (if we were okay with it). It was usually on the body part of someone in your group, and you could, you know, lick it off if you were hungry or wanted something sweet (<i>growl</i>).</p><p id="0825">Level two was a large circular balcony overlooking level one. There were full-sized leather beds against the back wall, and several couples were doing the hanky panky. The second level was not as dimly lit as level one, and there was more traffic on this level compared to the other three. The staff was cleaning and people were laughing, drinking, and having conversations. The couples shagging on this level were quite bold and open because there was no privacy.</p><p id="d1b0">Level three held twelve leather beds five feet apart. Each bed area was equipped with black drapes. If the drapes were open, the couple was interested in others joining or watching. If the drapes were shut, they wanted privacy. Some people were watching, and there were some threeways, some private sessions, and an orgy. There was a mix of everything and lots of moans and groans on level three.</p><p id="0c65">The fourth level was the smallest; there were whips, chains, swings, and other sexual torture devices. There were people handcuffed, crying, and begging, and women and men were yelling at each other; it was quite the experience. I observed for a few moments but didn’t stay too long.</p><h2 id="1958">Safety & Security</h2><p id="4fd3">Phones, cameras, or recording devices were not allowed within the club and were checked in upon arrival to ensure privacy. The club was continuously cleaned, and hand sanitizer, disinfectant wipes, and other materials were provided (if needed). The club provided condoms, lubricants, and anything else one might imagine. These items were placed near every bed and throughout the club. I rate this club 10 out of 10 for cleanliness and security.</p><p id="a33e">This club ensured men did not outnumber women. So, there weren’t a lot of single men in the club; men were usually coupled. It is not easy for a single guy to gain access to a private sex club. Honestly, it is almost impossible. A man must be a part of a couple or have connections.</p><h2 id="8428">Overall Experience</h2><p id="eedd">I had a blast at this private club. Most of the night, I ran around the club with Amy. We danced, watched, drank, and

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greeted other singles. The women were dressed in some of the most beautiful lingerie I have ever seen. There were people from 20 years to 60 years of age. Everyone was friendly, and open. There were a few creepy guys, but if you asked him to back off, he listened. There were gay, straight, and bisexual couples. It was free, and there was no judgment. Everyone was respectful and kind.</p><h2 id="75dc">Final Thoughts</h2><p id="ca46">For the inquiring minds that want to know, I did not have sex that night. I am not drawn to sex with strangers, but I am into new experiences. I also advocate for self-discovery and sexual exploration. As mentioned in a previous blog, I believe sex is a gift from the Universe. It isn’t something we should be ashamed of. If sex is performed with the right person (or people), it can be a magical experience.</p><p id="0530">If you are invited to a private adult club, seriously think on it. You don’t need to engage in sex to understand the freedom you feel after attending the club. Like the nude spa in Germany, this experience opened me up, and helped me with self expression. Adventures like the nude spa and sex club are a glimpse of what it truly means to be a free-spirit.</p><p id="1e6d">Other blogs</p><div id="167f" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/sex-in-hotel-rooms-aeeb98f10db0"> <div> <div> <h2>Sex In Hotel Rooms?</h2> <div><h3>I’m curious…</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*VBcFFHYZPGWYxTpP)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="79e3" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/my-first-time-at-a-nude-spa-a91b5bc1e811"> <div> <div> <h2>My First Time At A Nude Spa</h2> <div><h3>The time I visited Vabali Day Spa in Berlin</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*kQ0HB9GMoXl5ylCv)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="652b" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/why-i-love-dating-men-over-57-6f5b3be2cfe7"> <div> <div> <h2>Why I Love Dating Older Men</h2> <div><h3>5 reasons I enjoy dating older gentlemen</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*lusgoKspxGy5N6D5)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="0889">© Ari Love, 2022, All rights reserved</p></article></body>

STORY TIME | LOVE | SEX | EXPERIENCES

My First Experience At A Private Sex Club

Whipped cream, chains, and leather

Photo by Alexander Krivitskiy on Unsplash

Note: The locations and names of the parties involved have been changed to protect their identities.

Meet The Swingers

While solo traveling in Europe, a young, beautiful woman approached me at a bar, “Hi! Are you American?” She asked with a dazzling smile. “Uh, yeah, are you?” I replied, mesmerized by her presence. “I’m from Mexico!” We chatted for 10 minutes until a tall, muscular European man approached us. “This is my husband.” The woman responded, pointing to the guy. “Oh, I didn’t realize you had a husband,” I replied, surprised.

That was my first introduction to a married, swinging couple. The next four weeks were a crazy, wild adventure. The guy, let’s call him Chad, was a native of Greece. The woman, let’s call her Susan, was from Mexico. They met several years before in Greece but were now married and living in Mexico. The couple was visiting Greece for the summer, and I was traveling in Greece during their vacation.

One year after I met Chad and Susan in Greece, I flew to Mexico for a reunion. Susan had mentioned a private club they attended and asked if I would be interested, and I said yes. As a woman who knew other members, I was granted access to the private club.

There were two married couples and two single ladies (including me) in our group that evening. There was a theme, and everyone wore sexy lingerie. The other single gal, let’s call her Amy, was very familiar with the club and showed me the ropes. Let me start by stating; this experience was one of the most freeing, open, and adventurous things I have done in this lifetime. Okay, back to the juicy stuff.

Arrival to the Club

The club was in a secluded, quiet area of town, and it was not easy to find. Once we parked, we walked about 5 minutes to the discrete door and rang the bell. When we entered, I observed staff, lockers, and another door that led to all the action. Since I was new in the group, I was required to complete a tour of the club, listen to the rules, and ask any questions. The orientation was about 15 minutes, and there were 4 new members; me, another woman, and a couple.

Once the tour ended, I met the rest of my group near the lockers and quickly dressed. Some people wear lingerie underneath a dress or coat, while others dress in the locker room just outside the main entrance to the club. The locker area was small and unisex, with a few benches and a mirror. When you arrived, you were handed an electronic key in a wristband to store your belongings.

Inside the Club

The club had four levels. Level one was a lounge dance club. There was a large dance floor, DJ, bar, and servers dressed in white lingerie and high heels. The room was dark with disco lights, white couches, and small tables surrounding the dance floor. Above, there were on-lookers from the balcony of the second level. The servers took drink orders or sprayed whipped cream on our bodies (if we were okay with it). It was usually on the body part of someone in your group, and you could, you know, lick it off if you were hungry or wanted something sweet (growl).

Level two was a large circular balcony overlooking level one. There were full-sized leather beds against the back wall, and several couples were doing the hanky panky. The second level was not as dimly lit as level one, and there was more traffic on this level compared to the other three. The staff was cleaning and people were laughing, drinking, and having conversations. The couples shagging on this level were quite bold and open because there was no privacy.

Level three held twelve leather beds five feet apart. Each bed area was equipped with black drapes. If the drapes were open, the couple was interested in others joining or watching. If the drapes were shut, they wanted privacy. Some people were watching, and there were some threeways, some private sessions, and an orgy. There was a mix of everything and lots of moans and groans on level three.

The fourth level was the smallest; there were whips, chains, swings, and other sexual torture devices. There were people handcuffed, crying, and begging, and women and men were yelling at each other; it was quite the experience. I observed for a few moments but didn’t stay too long.

Safety & Security

Phones, cameras, or recording devices were not allowed within the club and were checked in upon arrival to ensure privacy. The club was continuously cleaned, and hand sanitizer, disinfectant wipes, and other materials were provided (if needed). The club provided condoms, lubricants, and anything else one might imagine. These items were placed near every bed and throughout the club. I rate this club 10 out of 10 for cleanliness and security.

This club ensured men did not outnumber women. So, there weren’t a lot of single men in the club; men were usually coupled. It is not easy for a single guy to gain access to a private sex club. Honestly, it is almost impossible. A man must be a part of a couple or have connections.

Overall Experience

I had a blast at this private club. Most of the night, I ran around the club with Amy. We danced, watched, drank, and greeted other singles. The women were dressed in some of the most beautiful lingerie I have ever seen. There were people from 20 years to 60 years of age. Everyone was friendly, and open. There were a few creepy guys, but if you asked him to back off, he listened. There were gay, straight, and bisexual couples. It was free, and there was no judgment. Everyone was respectful and kind.

Final Thoughts

For the inquiring minds that want to know, I did not have sex that night. I am not drawn to sex with strangers, but I am into new experiences. I also advocate for self-discovery and sexual exploration. As mentioned in a previous blog, I believe sex is a gift from the Universe. It isn’t something we should be ashamed of. If sex is performed with the right person (or people), it can be a magical experience.

If you are invited to a private adult club, seriously think on it. You don’t need to engage in sex to understand the freedom you feel after attending the club. Like the nude spa in Germany, this experience opened me up, and helped me with self expression. Adventures like the nude spa and sex club are a glimpse of what it truly means to be a free-spirit.