I see a bit of distress on the face of this beautiful Mississippi Belle while I am getting my drink. So I head that way to see what is going on
Missisippi Belle: I’d like a drink please.
Bartender: It’s BYOB. You bring your own alcohol here.
Mississippi Belle to the bartender: What did I just pay $90 for if I don’t get any drinks?
Trust me, $90 is a bargain for a night in the Lifestyle. A night with open minded, friendly people who are willing to indulge in their deepest fantasies.
But clearly, Mississippi Belle and her creepy husband did not get the introductory tour, standard of just about any swinger club. The tour explains the ground rules, that no means no, when it is appropriate to watch or enter an room and when it is not. She clearly never got the tour.
Mississippi Belle also was clearly only there due to her husband’s strong persuasions. She was astonished at what she was seeing. He was getting very hard at what he was seeing.
I , Ms. Doubleplay, chime in: You’re paying for the swinger scene and for all of the fun sex you are going to have if you choose to do so!
Mississippi Belle: I am from Mississippi. I am not from here. I can’t believe what I am seeing in here!
The Creepy Husband whispers.
Mississippi Belle: He wants me to have sex with you.
I respond: That would be fine with me but I’d have to check in with my husband first.
Mississippi Belle: Oh My God! I can’t believe I’m hearing this! [Astonished and a bit freaked out!] I’m just a girl from Mississippi!
I decide not stick around to do some therapy on Ms. Belle’s psyche. Maybe she was freaked out by what she saw. Maybe she was forced to come there. That is never cool and the husband did seem a bit domineering.
But maybe Mississippi Belle was just as excited as her creepy partner. She just hadn’t dropped her vanilla veil yet. Good girls are not supposed to want to be fucked by another woman—and a Yankee no less. Good girls are supposed to squeal and act concerned at the idea of naked people going at it in public. Maybe deep down, she has the same fantasies as the rest of us. And she will slowly take steps toward lowering her vanilla veil and come out to play with us vixens.
While playing with Mr. and Mrs. Hardcore in the voyeur room I heard the loud moans of a Mississippi Belle through the wall. I’m not sure if it was the same little lady, but if it was, she was letting it all out in a private room with her man. Baby steps in Dixie. Someone just popped her swinger-club cherry!
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A girl remembers her first time at a club, just like she remembers her first time with a guy, her first time with her future hubby, her first time with another girl, her first time at various positions, first threesom, foursome, moresome, house party, hotel party etc
You also remember the guys who ended up picked your daughters cheri. But that is a different story.
As they say it’s the guy that drags lady into swinging, but it’s the lady that keeps them cumming back (pun intented).
It was a little easier for us than some others since we were both promiscuous in HS and college, needed a blood test to make sure that he was the father of our oldest, seperated for a few years after our youngest and by the time we got back together I… well… I had the developed the bi fever really bad, if you know what I mean. And he was like an old dog that you let off the leash occasionally to mate with the females in heat. By the time we had gotten back together he was like me “fixed”, so we did not have that concern to worry about.
Since he traviled alot he got lucky several times a year at the hotel bar with local bimbos and traveling gals. One was already in the life style and she called her hubby to let him talk to my hubby and he even called me to let me talk to her.
One time I was at a trade show where a guy and gal in the next booth both kept hitting on me to join them. When I told my hubby he encouraged me to go for it, which I ended up doing and….
Since we both enjoyed girls, a threesome was natural for us, and swaps included the extra zing of extended GG play. Sorry guys that you can’t reload fast enough. LOL And then whats more fun that a long weekend with four couples in two rooms with two double beds in each and a connecting door between the rooms. Well, a club with lots of like minded folks and lots of beds. Or a house party with 15 or 20 couples and lots of beds.
I wonder the extent to which Mississippi was just putting on an act. And I wonder if they have been back….
Where is this party located? My wife and I are from Mississippi and would like to visit.