First Time at a Swinger Club…

A curious couple, we found ourselves in a well-known swinger club in central Paris. It was the first time, almost by chance…

The evening had barely begun when we were drawn to the discreet door and the name of the venue. At the entrance, my wife and I were welcomed by the staff. With Madame taking the lead, we were shown in and introduced to the owner, who warmly presented the club and the principles of swinging, all with great simplicity and complimentary cocktails at hand.

The discovery ends with a tour of the spaces set aside for play. Right away, the vaulted room in the basement, bathed in pinkish light with large banquettes and mirrors, accented by its St Andrew's cross, catches our attention.

We head back to the lounges facing the dance floor and, a little shy, order a bottle of champagne. The servers are warm, the club fills up, friendly and always elegant.

A regular couple strikes up a conversation and very kindly gives us advice. Time passes, people chat at the bar, have fun, women dance (not many men, by the way…) and glances cross paths.

Time flies by as we meet young novices like us, charming, chatting about everything and nothing, about sex. Another couple, regulars at the club, just as interesting, the sculptural ebony-bodied lady dances and asks my wife if she is bi.

In the warmth of the evening, men and women appear and then disappear. Another couple to our right warms up, sensual and uninhibited. They leave hand in hand toward the private rooms.

A little aroused by the spectacle and helped by the champagne, we kiss and caress each other a little before finally slipping toward the large vaulted room.

There, already occupied by the sensual couple who continues what they started, we try out the place, slowly at first then more and more at ease we let ourselves go little by little, in our own bubble, able to see and knowing we are being seen, stimulated by the sensations, the sounds, the moans. Less and less dressed, more and more relaxed, each doing what the other likes, without apparent limit and without embarrassment. We go back up once, then we go back down and back up to go back down again without worrying about the other couples, displaying ourselves in our lovemaking in complete freedom. At 5 a.m., the club closes, we are happy and we keep talking with the owner and his staff, promising to come back again, discussing Madame's next outfit. A wonderful discovery that would not have been possible without the kindness of the club's members, ready as we are to push the next adventure further.