swingers and mingers

Where do I begin to tell you about what we did last night?

After much discussion, we decided to visit a swingers bar. Not with the intention of swinging, but for curiosity sake. It's a normal set up club where you can drink and dance so there's no pressure to get your pants off if you're not into it. The bar is open to everyone -  straights, singles, couples, gays , transvestites, old and young. Five stories with different levels for different activities - dance floor, bar, singles room, sex rooms, pool area and sex shop. Single women get in for free, couples get a reduced rate, single men pay the full price (guess it's coz a loner girl hovering around a club like that is less creepy than a single man hovering about).Wednesday's are lingerie nights which means you have to be in the club in only your lingerie, so we
de-suited down to our bras and boxers and headed out to Anchorena swingers bar!

I insisted that although they say that Wednesday is lingerie night there was no way they would force you to take your clothes off when you got there. "You are obligated to be in your underwear" was one of the first things the bouncer informed us of on arrival. I thought wrong. We were taken up to the locker area where a busty older lady gave us the run down of the do's and don'ts.

- you can't join in group sex unless you are invited. You can ask to join in by touching the persons hand, if they pull away it's a no if they don't you can "join in" (Mr G)
- if you entered as a couple you have to leave as a couple
- if you entered as a couple you can only enter the singles room as a couple
- the singles room is the only place the singles can go
- you can only smoke upstairs

So after the rule run down we awkwardly shimmied over to the bar in our undies and ordered a drink (needless to say the barmen pours them strong, which must be a prerequisite of being a bar man in a club where people have to be semi naked). It was disappointing but by no means surprising that most of the people in there weren't very good looking or in good shape. I was happier for it traipsing around exposed in my undies.We drink quickly and feast our eyes on semi naked couples making out, a tranny dancing around a pole on the stage, an old woman grinding up on her partner and a couple of singles dancing on their own (to 'I saw the sign' by Ace of Base which I found quite humorous).

We decided to explore and went to sit up in the pool area where my girlfriend and I were gawked at to no end. We knew it was going to be a 'flies on poo' moment when Dennis left us to get more drinks. Almost immediately after he left a stringy looking man with glasses approached the bench. "Do you want to have a threesome?". We weren't there for that kind of thing so just smiled and politely refused. He came back and asked again a few times after that. We were also approached by a dark Cuban man who asked us what our expectations were for the evening. Of course you don't want to say that you just came to see what kind of people actually do this kind of thing so we just answered with a "we're just here to have some drinks and fun". There were a couple more.

It was strange but kinda liberating just sitting around in your undies. There's no clothing cover ups or ways to hide what your real body looks like and that's a nice concept I think.We met a tranny who told us about how he was a dude by day and dame by night and on our way out a fairly good looking couple asked us if we wanted to join them in the room (which of course is complete with mirrors and plastic sheets). A woman in her 60's also groped my arm and smiled, asking me to sit with her and there was plenty more where that came from. You can see people romping behind curtains and what not, it's all very "what the fuck?!" but the most creepy part of the evening was going into the singles room. It's dark, so you can barely see what's going on but when we got in there it was like we'd entered zombieland. All these dudes just trying to feel you up (although everyone seems respectful in that they don't grope your privates or anything, just stroke your hands and arms).The three of us clung together (the only people who were doing it for protection rather than pleasure) squealed, eeekked and wormed our way out.

By the end of the night people were getting loose and there was even a man running around with his willy out. We decided it was home time so collected our plastic bags of clothes from the locker area and headed home. If you're open minded and looking to do something interesting I would suggest you swing on by to Anchorena.

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