Straight Married Couple… Turned Swingers… PartAfter our first MFM threesome https://xhamster.com/stories/straight-married-couple-turn-swingers-pt-01-934377And after our First Bi Girl Partyhttps://xhamster.com/stories/straight-married-couple-turn-swingers-pt-02-935337And after an out of order story of Drea’s Vacation play timehttps://xhamster.com/stories/straight-married-couple-turned-swingers-part-936622We had an absolute word view change on many things. Before we ventured into this world, strip clubs were whore houses in our own minds. Ironically, a buddy of mine had come to visit me while Drea was on a different vacation, before any of our adventures happened. We were newbies, and the girls knew it. We were like chummed water for sexy platform heeled, bath and bodywork sprayed sharks. We dropped nearly $500 that we didn’t really have… and had to explain it away to Drea when she came back. $500 of lapdances gives a serious case of blue balls, I can attest to that.At any rate, the Bi girl party introduced us to a number of girls who were strippers, and even porn stars. We would sit at the cantina and learn about how the were just regular people. They didn’t froth at the mouth at any swinging dick. One girl I remember talking about how she hated anal scenes. This perplexed me because it seemed to be her go-to specialty. Her reply: “I do them, because they pay better. But it’s set up to look good, not feel good. And besides, have you ever taken a shit this big?” And held her hands out mimicking the girth and length of a big porn cock. Years later we met a guy who was in some pretty famous bi guy scenes, and bdsm and spanking scenes. Same kind of story. He bragged, “You know, I can take some big dick,” he would laugh, “But I’m only doing that for the money, because it don’t feel good!” He used that line for his fetish spanking sessions he would do as well. Point being is that we learned that people who did those things, even people who swing, are not crazy assed sluts who are nothing but nymphomanics (although we have met a nymphomanic or two, and lets just say that it isn’t necessarily what you would hope it to be). So onward. We were poor college students. Rubbing shoulders with some pretty significant people who owned their own yachts, 4000 square foot homes in ritz areas, fancy cars, land all over the place… and of course there were the younger crowd like us that were more of the eye candy. But all played if the chemistry was right, and if it were consensual. One night, I took Drea for a drive…”Where are we going?” Drea asked curiously.”You will see when you get there.” We were going to a Spearmint Rhino. The same one that my buddy, Steve, and I had gone before we started our swinging story. I wanted to check it out with Drea there. I wanted to see how she enjoyed it. I had her get decked out an a micro fiber type of top that her nipples perked through, and a skirt that matched with a slit up to her mid thigh. I was nervous on the drive. A tons of thoughts about whether I should fess up to her about the $500 I spent at this club before we started swinging. Whether I should just leave well enough alone. We got to the club, and she nervously asked, “Is this it?? Is this where we are going?” “Yeah… what do you think?” I asked…A nervous smile cracked along her gorgeous lips, her cheeks got rosy almost as if she had orgasmed… the thought had turned her on… “I think… I want to go in…” She paused, “But if I get uncomfortable, we leave right away okay?”We agreed. We approached the security. No phones allowed. ID. Cover for me, She gets in for free. We get frisked and wanded…. enter in the club to the smoke machines, the lights. The thump of the DJ stating: “Next to the Stage, Nikki…. Give it up for Carrie, remember this is our next triple special, grab your favorite girl for three songs for the price of one. Next to the Stage, Nikki.”Carrie, the girl on stage held her top to her breasts, quickly fastened it, walked around the rail to wink, blow kisses and do certain party tricks to people that were offering her a tip for the tip rail. One guy had a $20 in his mouth… She leaned over, and pressed her breasts to his face slide the bill into her top. We froze… a waitress asked us what to drink… I wanted alcohol, but as this was a full nude club, no alcohol allowed. We had a pepsi and a sprite and watched on.The whole experience was different with Drea there. I was more into her reactions than into just enjoying the views and flirting with the girls. “What do you think of that one?” I asked. Nikki came to the stage. I remembered her. She was one of the girls that helped me drop $500 with my buddy the time before. She *would* be there again. I hoped she wouldn’t remember me… worried that she would blow my cover. “She’s pretty. I like her.” Drea responded. This surprised me, the Nikki was an absolute stunner, beautiful thick güvenilir bahis curly hair, and big voluptuous fake boobs. Not Drea’s typical girl.I had to play it cool. If I seemed to write her off for anything, it might tip her of that something was amiss. “Yeah, she’s hot. Do you want to go to her tip rail? ” Drea nodded. So we got up, fumbled out a few ones, sat down and tossed them on the stage. She spun around the pole, holding on with only her legs, and untied her top, throwing it to the ground. She gracefully slide down, rolled into a gorgeous kitty cat crawl to take the hat off another customer, put it on her backwards… took the straw out of her drink with a little of his beverage, trickled it down her cleavage and pressed his face between her breasts… she worked the stage. When she came up to us, she gestured for me to scoot over. Drea began smiling ear to ear, the nerves gone… just making eye contact with this sexy woman. She climbed over the rail, straddled Drea and rocked her hips as though she were fucking her. The guys started throwing ones, cheering and whistling in enjoyment. Nikki ran her hands and nails up Drea’s body moaning in to her ears. More applause. She went face to face, nose to nose, so close that if Drea would have puckered, they would have kissed…she smiled, teased there for a while, rubbed her nose against her, then spun away, putting her breasts in my face for a quick motorboat and whispered in my ear “You’re welcome”. She didn’t say it… but I felt that she was easing my mind. She had seen this before. She wasn’t going to out me. She was going to try to get another $500 from us, this time with me and my wife. We stayed for the second song, enjoyed it much the same. We waited for the next 3 for one special, and flagged Nikki down. We enjoyed every minute of it. Something you learn in strip clubs, they are much less professional with the girls than they are with the guys. Nikki kissed Drea. Pulled Drea’s breast out to kiss it. Offered her breast for Drea to kiss. She still gave me a lapdance too, but wow, Drea got the deal. I don’t remember how much we spent that night… but I remember the drive home, my wife grabbing at my pants, making out with my neck and ear so much that I was worried I would swerve. She pulling my dick out and rubbing it telling me: “Get me home I want to fuck.” also she said, “How would you like to see me on that stage baby?” We had always joked (if you remember from part one) that she was a stripper in a previous life. Well, now she was about to be one in this life too.We went home, fucked for hours. She called the very next day and asked how she could audition. They told her to come on that next Tuesday, because it was slow. They wouldn’t risk her on a weekend until she proven herself. She went through her honeymoon lingerie, picked a few outfits. I asked if I could come watch. She told me not until she called… she wanted to get through her nerves first. That night was forever. She left at 6:30. Her shift started at 7. She didn’t have “stripper heels” so she had some stilettos she liked. I later found out that Nikki was there that night too, and that she loaned her a pair of her “stripper shoes” so she didn’t kill herself. Before Leaving that night, Drea took two shots of tequila, and went on her way. At the club she was nervous, and wouldn’t you know it another stripper had some booze and gave her another shot. It wasn’t until 10 that she called, and invited me to come by. It was like a dream. Here is my gorgeous, slender wife, wearing a thong lingerie outfit, with fishnet dress and a bikini top (she walked out without the top, and the DJ told her on the floor the nips had to be covered!). Walking around. She sat with me for a few moments. Explained to me that she needed to get 10 drinks bought, and that she paid out $15 out of every $40 dance unless she got more than 12 dances. If she more than 12 dances, it was $10 she would pay out per dance (I’m sure I have the numbers wrong, but that is what my memory serves.) . She was next on stage. I remember so vividly her coming out dancing to “Life in the fast lane” by the Eagles, and “Dream on” by Aerosmith… when Steven tyler starts screaming at the bridge, fully naked she was on her hands and knees bouncing on the floor as if riding someone, whipping her hair around while running her hands sexily up and down her body.I hit her up for the 3 for 1 special for sure. The whole time she kept her cover… Every time I tried to start being her horny husband, she gleefully put my hands in place, even warned me she would get the bouncer. Finally after I went home at about 1 am, I still had to wait for her to get home after 4. Her first night was awesome, so we thought… but later learned would be a very modest night. She earned $400. Once established for a while she would be upset at anything less than $800. She was 22. A knockout. türkçe bahis One of the few tall slender white girls in the club with natural perky breasts… she even had a bush… until Nikki invited us over (weeks later)with her husband, because he wanted to eat her pussy. Of course I jumped on the idea hoping turnabout would be fair play and I could play with Nikki as well. I drove there by myself, and Drea rode with Nikki. So I was there for about 30 minutes before my wife arrived. I don’t remember Nikki’s husbands name, but we would chat a lot at closing time. I had become a regular, and the bouncers and some of the strippers knew we were married and swingers. They all were cool with me. Usually I’d get in for free, and the waitresses wouldn’t bum drinks from me all the time. I had my favorite stripper (Carrie, gorgeous blonde with large natural perky breasts… I would get lap dances from her, and she liked teasing the hell out of me.. once I asked, “Tell me, are they real?”… they were too perfect to be real… but too perfect to be fake. She was grinding backwards on me with her ass on my lap, grabbed both my hands, and pressed them on her beautiful breasts and asked: “What do you think…” I wanted to cum in my pants right then. She also began teasing kisses with me… letting her lips graze mine, allowing me to steal a few. She put it in my head that she would join me and Drea for a threesome… I was SO excited. I’d finally get my FFM threesome, and with an amazingly gorgeous woman…I digress… we were at Nikki’s, and Drea, Nikki and another stripper friend were about a half hour behind us. I was talking to Nikki’s guy, and he popped out a pill canister. There was a blue pill… I thought it might be viagra… he popped one in his mouth, and cut another in half. The girls were just walking in. “Here man,” He started, “You take half to start. Drea takes the other half. We will go from there.” I had never taken any d**gs other than Viagra… so I ask, “Um… is it Viagra?” “Nah man, this is X.”I felt like such a pussy. “Man, I got to see what Drea says. We’ve never done anything like that.”She walked in. “Drea… he wants us each to take a half..” I was curious. I wanted to try it. I wanted to feel what x might do to me sexually. Carrie was there…. I wanted to feel her too. She came in with a tank top and amazing tight ass jeans. One of the crazy phenomenons I came across with the strip club was that you see these sexy girls naked all the time, it almost was more of a turn on to see them in their day clothes… “What is it?” Drea asked.””It’s X.””No, we aren’t taking that… thanks but not thanks.” I was disappointed yet relieved. He shrugged his shoulders, sc****d the halved X pill onto the flat of his knife, picked the pieces up, and put it in his mouth, licking the edge of the knife clean. “I guess that is just more for me!”. He went over to Carrie and started grabbing her has, hugging her and rubbing her breasts… making them bulge huge at the top of her shirt. She was obviously uncomfortable and excused herself after that saying she needed to wake up early for her day job. She was a manage at a local Best Buy. Ass hole. Scared off Carrie…He then guided Drea to the back bathroom. Nikki and the other girl were in the “play room” bed (it actually had springs), and getting frisky. He took some fancy long then beard trimmer thing, sat drea an the toilet and began trimming down her pubes.. She enjoyed shaving her pubes into a heart shape. After he got it to nubs, he used a clear oil as lubricant, spread her legs and carefully shaved Drea’s pussy bald (and it has been that way ever since)…Once he thought the job was done well, he wiped it clean with a washcloth, and put her on the bed beside the other two girls and went down on her. I sat there in the doorway. The first stripper that I dropped money on.. The first stripper my wife wanted a dance with… and what was seemingly a d**g dealer trying to give us our first taste going down on my bare pussied wife. I wasn’t in on the action… the familiar feeling of being jealous, yet aroused, turned up again. The parties engrained into you that if girls are playing to don’t drop in. You wait to be invited. After what seemed to be an eternity, Drea came (or did a damned good acting job), and stood up to kiss on me some. I told her to jump in with the girls… Drea tested the waters, and Nikki’s girlfriend shot her “Fuck no” eyes. After a few moments, Drea gracefully exited the play scene. We talked a bit more, and decided to go home.Disappointed. No fun with Carrie. No fun with Nikki. Drea got shaved… I guess that is kind of cool (it was)… and I wasn’t sure about how I felt about passing up the ecstasy offer. One of the big lessons of the lifestyle was becoming evident. It is difficult to find two people that click on a sexual and consensual level. Every person you add makes güvenilir bahis siteleri this exponentially more difficult. One wife isn’t into the other husband. One wife only plays with girls. Some couples do the old bait and switch, “Oh yeah we play full swap with couples” and then in the moment ask, “Do you like to watch,” and try to turn and have a threesome with their husband… a term I coined “Wife sniping.” Many people on the sites or at parties saying: “our arrangement is, she can play with girls, I can play with girls, but She plays with no guys..” We drove home, disappointed. —————————————————-It takes our story for a bit of a jump, but I’m the one driving this train and I want a happy ending (every pun intended). Remember my buddy Steve? The one we went to the club without Drea’s knowledge and dropped $500. Well, turns out, he was going to be in town again… and on a work night for Drea… by this time she had been dancing long enough that I finally admitted to her my naughtiness in going to the club. Steve’s excuse was “Dude, you didn’t have a real bachelor’s party when you got married, that’s why I should have ran it… lets have your bachelor party now.” After being swingers and all, Drea was a bit pissed about the lie, but let it go rather quickly.So we told Steve that Drea was out with a friend that night, and he would see her in the morning. It was almost too perfect. Steve leaned in and asked: “Hey man…. what do you think.” His eyes gleaming…. “We should go back to that club… maybe we will see some of the same girls.”Man I don’t know… last time we dropped way too much money.””Aww come on man, it will be fun.””Okay. Fine.”I called and left Drea a voicemail letting her know to keep an eye out for us. We had a rule if Drea got her 13 dances and her drinks, that I got to get a dance from one of the girls (which I always hoped Carrie was there as she gave me a little extra play.) . But this time, I was going to give this agreed to stipulation to Steve. We got to the club. Drea was nowhere in sight. Steve had always had the hots for Drea. He didn’t know we had experimented, gotten into the lifestyle. He knew none of the naughtiness that we had done since we had been married. We sat down and settled down into the booth. On the drive over I game planned with him.. it was the general rules I had given myself after being a 2 time a week visiter to the club for a few months. Nurse your drink. Don’t let the waitress take it. Never say yes to a stripper the first time, always say no. If she looks pissed, then dont’ get a dance from her. If she is cool, she is on the table. If she is cool go to her tip rail to show interest. But wait til the night is further on before you say yes, otherwise you drop too much money. If a girl sits and talks with you a bit, make a judgment call, but still lean to saying no first, but if she sits and talks with you say, “Not yet, still too early, but please come back and I will get one.”So we Enjoy a few girls… and then it happens… “Electra to the stage… Electra to the stage.” Electra was Drea’s stage name. I tried to hide that I was looking at Steve… he seemed to really enjoy this tall, slender gorgeous woman in stripper shoes, a red furry baby doll and a thong as she strutted to stage. But wait, she didn’t go to the stage right away. She sat right on his lap and said: “Hey baby, you going to come watch my stage show?”Steves eyes met hers, instead of her tits and her ass, and his mouth hit the floor. He couldn’t do anything but nod. She giggled profusely, throwing her head back, and grabbing him by the hand and guiding him to the stage. She had mastered her stage performance. Ass slaps… her version of twerking… Grabbing ice from drinks to play with her nipples… doing “cutesy” pole tricks… she was more about smoldering eyes and mouth and lip action too. After her to stage songs, she went right to Steve, grabbed him by the collar and took him to get a lap dance. He looked at me shocked, and “How, What?” “Go enjoy man, go enjoy.”I sat and watched the next girls, and may or may have not gotten a lap dance myself…. the night went on, and it was only going to get better.The drive home was electric. Steve was like: “DUDE! You NEVER told me man!””I Know man… we wanted to surprise you.””You got to tell me how this happened!” He continued…”When Drea gets home, we will tell you all about it…”We drove the 20 minute drive to our apartment… breathing in the sweet smell of bath and body works body spray… the honey vanilla (a stripper favorite)… the cucumber melon… One of the best things about the strip club was smelling the sweet smell of the girls on my clothes the ride home…We got home, and waited… when Drea got arrive she threw her cash on the bed, and we told Steve the story of how we became swingers… and how we planned to surprise him with her being now a stripper…Then Drea stood up, put some music on, and gave Steve and me a fantastic strip show, and fucked us and sucked us both until she drained us of all our sexual energy, orgasms, and cum…Such an awesome memory!