Sydney, our first swingers club

We spent the 2014 New Year’s Eve in Sydney, watching the lights of the traditional fireworks on the Sydney harbour bridge from a party in Cockatoo Island. This was a great night, and our first experience in a swinger club.

But this experience was short ! We were not used to Australian timings, and arrived at the club at 3AM. A lovely hostess greeted us but explained that is was a bit late and everyone was starting to leave. We enquired about the next party, they has one two days after, and decided to call it a day.

For a first experience, this was definitely not good, we did not even pass the entrance hall !

Two days later, very curious and a bit afraid of how the night would go, we started the day by some shopping. Aristote needed a beautiful shirt to look presentable for the night (Mystic does not need such artifices) !

But first, let’s travel back in time to…

The decision to visit a swingers club

For a couple, deciding to visit a swingers club is not a simple matter. We had a couple of swinger experiences in the past, but not really fulfilling to say the least. Jealousy and even, once, theft with assault, got the best of it.

We consider ourselves an open-minded couple, but there was no real plan at that time for us to go swinging. We were not in an open relationship at that time.

We were influenced by a bit of an erotic day before arriving in Sydney. We stopped the car in a nude beach a few hours from the city. It was our first nude beach and we were a bit disappointed to discover families with kids running around fully clothed. Not really feeling comfy to remove our swimwear, we laid our towels next to a couple in their mid-thirties. We noticed that, while not fully naked, the lady was only wearing the bottom half of her swimsuit, which convinced us to go monokini. “Monokini” means only wearing the bottom half of swimwear, but not the top. As you can guess, this did require much effort from Aristote !

After some time, it became clear they were looking for fun. They got up and went behind rocks, clearly for a quickie. Mystic was sure that, before leaving, the lady stared at her in a seductive way. Maybe that’s what she wanted to believe !

So we were feeling a bit horny when we arrived in Sydney, but the real decision came from a qui pro quo. Aristote “casually” mentioned that there was a great New Year’s Eve party in a swingers club and suggested to join. Mystic misheard and thought they were going to an LGBT party, and accepted without an hesitation. A bit startled, Aristote did not say a thing, not wanting to try his luck.

On the way to the club, on this unlucky first night we already mentioned, Mystic finally discovered where we were headed. She decided to go nonetheless when we agreed on ground rules. Rules among couples are a huge subject of discussion and we’ll leave them for another post.

So as we said, this first night was a fiasco because we arrived almost at closing time. The party would have to wait for two more days.

The D Day : Foreplay

The night started with an opera representation of Puccini’s show “La Bohème” at the Sydney Opera House. Mystic loves opera and said this was one of the best shows she had seen.

Feeling enthusiastic and confident that our rules would make for a safe adventure, we dined and prepared for the upcoming night.

It was already late, and the only place still open at the time seemed to be Mc Donald’s and other junk food places. We wanted to only eat a light meal to better enjoy the night, so we had what McDonald’s calls a salad — old tasteless veggies and an awful sauce. We quickly moved along to the club.

We rang again at the anonymous door and the same hostess opened, let us in. We paid the 100 Australian dollars entrance fee and she gave us a tour of the house.

The first room we visited was the lockers, just near the entrance. We said hello to the bartender, passed by a kind of “torture” room with chains and bars and ropes. It made us look at each other with an uneasy smile ! We then went upstairs where there are two rooms: a dungeon room, a normal room and a jacuzzi.

We took advantage of the visit to have a look at the participants. At the first look, we were hesitant as there was only one couple that looked attractive to us, out of the six people that we saw. We decided to stay for an hour and see how it would go, or if other people would join.

After the visit, the hostess gave us our locker’s keys and told us about the rules. They were pretty basic and could be summarised as : Safe sex and No means No.

At this point we decided we needed a bit of “extra motivation” to move forward, and went downstairs to ask for some wine. That’s when we discovered that we were supposed to bring our own alcohol. We probably looked like we wouldn’t make it without a glass of wine, because the bartender kindly offered us some.

Since everyone was wearing towels, we removed our clothes and wrapped ourselves in the towels. We then went back upstairs, the couple we were interested in was in the jacuzzi. We went ahead and joined them. After a bit of discussion, we discovered that they were tourists from Europe. They were also quite new to swinging, but had one previous experience, which to us made them seem like veterans ! We had plenty of questions to ask them about their first time, and we bonded very easily.

Their was a bondage show planned in the torture room downstairs, so we exited the jacuzzi and went back to the ground floor with the other couple. They offered us some of the wine they brought with them. They were definitely more experienced than us ! The show went on for some time, we are not big fans of BDSM so we watched a bit and then explored the house a little more. We discovered an orgy room with a bed big enough to fit 20 people. As this was a week night, the room was completely empty.

Upstairs, next to the jacuzzi, we found massage tables and nuru gel. It is a special type of lubricant, very slippery, used in Japan to provide full body massages. We considered playing together, only the two of us, and exchanging some massages, but it was a bit cold and the massage tables were a bit exposed to everyone, which made us a bit uncomfortable.

Where the action starts

(sorry to keep you waiting)

We then went back to the jacuzzi with the couple we liked. The discussion was more confortable — and made easier by the wine. We were feeling very comfortable with the couple, whom we will now call Y (her) and R (him). It all started when Y touched Mystic’s hands then slowly went up on her breasts. Mystic was reactive to this, and started caressing Y. At this point, the ice was definitely broken and it was clear both R and Aristote liked the show.

Both ladies went back to their respective partners for kisses and hugs, as a proof of faith and a confirmation that things could move forward. Mystic and Y joined their effort to play a bit with R, and then with Aristote. The four of us then left the jacuzzi to go to the normal bedroom for more privacy.

Similarly to the events in the jacuzzi, Mystic and Y laid down on the bed and started playing together, while R and Aristote were watching. The boys then joined the action. At first the two couples kept together, then swapped partners.

(at this point, the story is left to your fertile imagination, dear reader)

The game carried on for four several hours, with the four of us losing track of time until one of the club’s employees knocked to tell us that the club was closing. We wrapped up the night, showered and went back downstairs to get dressed.

We exited the club together and exchanged numbers, as we agreed to meet for a drink the next day.

The two of us walked back to the hotel, taking our time, discussing what certainly was an exciting night. Exhausted, we fell asleep as soon as we dropped on our bed.

The next days

The days after the club was hot, to say the least. The emotions and images of that night at the club were still having effect on us, and we had to force ourselves to get out of our bed and visit Sydney, otherwise we wouldn’t stop having sex all day long. This lasted three days.

We met the other couple again the next day for a drink. They wanted to visit yet another swingers club but we did not have the strength. We have no idea how they do it, but their stamina is impressive !

Our first experience of a swingers club was great, we discovered another side of our relationship and our sexuality. Other adventures would follow in other countries, but that’ll be for another article…

About the club

The club was The Couples Club, 226 Commonwealth St, Surry Hills, Sydney. The staff was very welcoming and we felt at ease. It’s a small place but ideal for a first experience.