Published: August 4th 2025, 8:58:00 am
Hey everyone! So many of you have been dying to hear about my recent swinger club visit, and I’m finally spilling the tea 😈
First, a quick backstory. It’s been ages since I hit up a club event. Last time was April with a friend, but it was more of a chill social vibe. While I was with my ex, clubs were off the table, and honestly, I haven’t been with anyone but my husband since February. Wild, right? Talk about a lifestyle break.
This event was the perfect way to dive back in. My favorite organizers, my favorite club, and for the first time, it ran from morning to super late—11 AM to 2:30 AM. I took a day off work and booked a hotel nearby so we wouldn’t have to drive home in the wee hours.
Friday morning rolls around, and I’m getting ready at home. Shower, hair, makeup, the whole deal. I’m picking out my outfit and what to pack. The weather was gorgeous, so the club’s outdoor area was open. I’d only been in the outdoor area once at night, but everyone raves about it during the day. The theme was beach party/festival vibes, so I went with a bikini and tossed some lingerie and other clothes in my bag for later.
We got to the club a bit late, just before noon. The entrance wasn’t the usual lobby, it was through a back gate straight into the outdoor area. Instant summer pool party energy! Loud music, an outdoor bar, an ice cream van, sun loungers everywhere, a huge canopy with sofas and coffee tables, soft beds lining the edges, and a big above-ground pool smack in the middle.
We stashed our stuff in a locker and grabbed drinks. Pina colada was calling my name, perfect for the vibe. For the first couple of hours, we just chilled, sipped our drinks, and soaked it all in. Did a little socializing but mostly people-watched. Things moved slower than usual, guess everyone was pacing themselves for the long day. One surprise: the indoor club was closed during the day due to a last-minute staff shortage, so we were all outdoors.
By 2 PM, things started heating up. A blowjob in one corner, some fingering in another, and full-on action in the next. Most folks were still just partying, but a few were getting naked and going at it. The heat was getting to me, so we hopped in the pool. The water was warm from the sun, not exactly refreshing, but the breeze on my wet skin helped cool me down. We hung out in the pool for over an hour, chatting, watching others get it on, and just chilling. The sun was too much for me to feel frisky, so I decided any action would wait till night.
By 4 PM, it was a full-on scene, naked bodies everywhere, people hooking up in every direction. Still, the heat had me wiped, and I wasn’t in a naughty mood, no matter how much some guys tried to charm me. I was also a bit nervous, it’d been forever since I did anything hotwife-related, especially in a club and in front of my husband. Around 5 PM, we headed to the hotel to check in, take a power nap, and get ready for the evening.
Post-nap, I went all out for the night: black thigh-high boots and a shiny bodysuit. I zipped through the hotel lobby as fast as possible, definitely not an everyday outfit 😄 Back at the club, the regular lobby was open, and so was the indoor area, though most people were still outside. Things started slow, like the daytime, with lots of socializing. The bodysuit wasn’t play-friendly (fishnets underneath made it a hassle), so I switched to pink lingerie with a garter belt and stockings.
I spent a lot of time chatting with this guy, let’s call him Dom. I’d met him at past events but never played. He’s tall, dark, and handsome, and back when we first met, I knew we’d eventually hook up. He’d been flirty all day, clearly set on making something happen. Finally, I gave in. The outdoor area was too chilly for play, so we hunted for a spot inside. The play areas were packed, people going at it everywhere, but we found a small bed in the dungeon area.
My husband sat a few feet away on the edge of another bed, watching. Dom and I started kissing by the sofa. He was in just a towel; I was still in my lingerie. He sat me down, got on his knees, pulled my panties aside, and went to town on my pussy. I lay back, trying to enjoy it, but it felt a little off. It’d been so long since I played in an open space, and having my husband watch felt weird, even though I know he loves it. Kissing another guy felt strange too. I pushed those thoughts aside and focused on Dom’s tongue, letting out moans as he got me wet, enjoying his tongue going up and down my slit. Then he stood, dropped his towel, and rolled on a condom.
I glanced at my husband, he was just there, watching. I looked back at Dom, spread my legs, and despite that nagging feeling, invited him in. After such a long break, feeling him slide into me was intense. Another man, in front of my husband, deep inside me. We switched positions legs open, then folded, then on his shoulders, his cock hitting every spot.
He flipped me onto all fours. I looked up and locked eyes with my husband, people fucking behind him, but he was focused on me. I moaned as Dom fucked me from behind, then he grabbed my hair, pulling my head up, maybe so I’d keep looking at my husband. It felt amazing, but guilt crept in. I felt bad that another man was fucking me, that I was loving it. I knew I shouldn’t feel that way, but the long break messed with my head. Not wanting to face my husband when Dom finished, I turned around, invited Dom between my legs again, and told him to cum. We kissed as he fucked me passionately, his body tensing before he unloaded. Feeling him cum, knowing I pleased him, let my inner slut shine, and it felt so good.
The rest of the night was more socializing. My husband reclaimed me in the hot tub and later finished in the dungeon. I didn’t hook up with anyone else besides Dom and my husband. It was a fun event, a great party, and a solid way to ease back into hotwifing. The long break kept me from fully letting go, I wasn’t about to just hook up for the sake of it. Here’s hoping the next adventure isn’t six months away 😜