Before I get into the main experience that I want to share, I need to give some background as to why I’m posting this here. I actually learned about Skirt Club for the first time from Reddit. Actually, to be more precise, it was my husband that read about it on here and he sent me the link, which prompted me to find out more about it.
This has been somewhat of a life changing experience and it makes me feel better to get it out here in typed form where I can read through it. I was not sure about the best subreddit to post this in, but given there is some more explicit things I would like to share, I think this is the best place. However, there is a lot more to my message and story than just sex, and I am hoping it will benefit others, both men and women in positive ways.
I have a wonderful husband. He is very supportive of me in everything I do. I know some people will cringe at this description, but he is the model of a male supporting feminism. I know many on here will instantly view that as meaning he is weak or submissive in some way. Quite the contrary. He is a very masculine, confident man and is certainly more of a dominant type personality. He is also very good looking, muscular, and in great shape. Having said that, he fully believes in empowerment of women and does everything he can to be supportive of my goals, dreams, aspirations, and where he is able, my desires. He and I are also both very sexual and enjoy trying new things together and like to push our sexual horizons. Every once in a while, I like to do things that are a little on the risky side, which is ironic given my job is all about reducing risk. In my public and professional life I am definitely more reserved and measured, but we have tried public sex a few times, which is a huge rush. To be honest, it hasn’t ever been in a situation where there was actually much of a chance of getting caught, but just the idea is a very big turn on.
I have a very successful career in the San Francisco Bay area. I work in the banking industry, which goes without saying is a male dominated industry. I feel like I have had to work hard for everything I have achieved. I’m 6 years into my career and finally feel like I have the respect of my superiors and co-workers, but I have definitely had some experiences along the way where I felt like I was not taken as seriously because I am a woman. I’m not looking to make any generalizations about men or how they treat women in the work place but am only sharing that in my experience I have experienced it firsthand. I’ll explain later on why that is relevant.
Back to my husband. I am 29 and we have been married 4 years. We met during our senior year of college and got married about a year and a half later.
About 2 years ago, I expressed to him for the first time that sexually, I have had curiosities about women. The first time I brought it up, not only did he not freak out, but he also did not view it as an opportunity to benefit him through having a threesome. I am not opposed to that idea in the right situation, but I did not bring it up for that purpose and fortunately, he did not take it that way. I brought it up to him in a matter of fact kind of way and that is exactly how he took it. He always treats me with respect and affirmation and he asked me if it was something that was more fantasy or if it was something I wanted to actually act on. At the time, I didn’t even know the answer to that and I told him I just wanted to share it and needed to think on it more before considering if it was something I felt I needed to take action on. He left it at that and let me know he would wait for me to bring it up again, which I finally did about a year later.
Over that time, the more I gave space in my mind for the thought, the more it grew. It was not as if I had a repressed side of my sexuality that I had previously covered up. It was more of a growing awareness that around certain women, I had a feeling that was a mix of admiration and attraction. I know the last few years it has been popular to talk about the sexual fluidity of women, but based on my own feelings and thoughts, I really believe that it is a thing. I noticed that in the right situation, with some women I would bond and the lines between respect/admiration/friendship and sexual attraction were blurred.
As I practiced more self-awareness in this area and took note of my feelings, the more clarity it gave me about myself. When I brought it up the second time with my husband, I had a much better understanding of what I was thinking and what I wanted. We had a very long conversation one evening that went until late into the night. At one point in the conversation, he finally asked me directly if this was something I wanted to act on. I thought about it for a minute to be sure of what I was thinking, but I finally confirmed it and simply told him “Yes, I think so.” He was quiet for a minute and I was scared to death about how he would react (which I had no reason to be scared given how he was with everything else). After a moment of deep thought, he finally told me that if that was what I wanted, he would not stand in my way and would do anything he could to support my desires. I felt a huge feeling of relief, hugged him, and burst into tears. It was like a big weight was lifted. We just held each other quietly for a while. After I got a hold of myself, I told him I wanted to make it very clear that this did not mean in any way that I wanted to change our relationship or that I was even considering anything other than a future with him. This was just something I wanted to explore. My attraction to him (or men in general for that matter) had not diminished. I told him I thought of it more as realizing my full self and wanting to expand my experiences in life. He could not have responded any better and let me know although he could never be in my shoes as a woman or claim to see the world as I do, he wanted to validate my feelings and acknowledge how real they were and that I should be able to take them where I would.
After we got through the hard part of me verbally acknowledging what I was feeling, he then asked me how he could help. I laughed and told him I did not think there was anything he could do. I let him know I did not have any specific plans and that if it was going to happen, it would probably need to just happen organically. He did have one request and that was that we maintain honesty and openness and that if it looked like something might happen, I would let him know or at least give him advance notice as much as possible. He said he realized that there was no way to predict some situations and that was ok, but if something did happen, please let him know. I told him of course and that I would be open about my feelings, and if an experience did happen, he was still number one in my life and he had the right to know any and all details. I added the fact that I’m sure he would not only appreciate the honesty factor, but I told him I’m sure he would enjoy the juicy details of such an experience. He laughed and said that yes, he would enjoy that aspect of it.
So with that background in mind, fast forward to a while later. Although I had made up my mind and had the green light of support from my husband, I never really had a situation come up where I felt brave enough to act on the feeling. I did not really feel that vibe with any of my girlfriends. I had a couple of professional acquaintances where I did feel that way, but it was either someone at my work or someone I’d met through a professional networking group in my industry and there was no way in hell I was going to risk even suggesting something in a professional environment and put my career at risk. On top of all that, I can be somewhat of an introvert and am not the one to be outgoing and initiate something.
One day, my husband was out of town with his job, and he sent me a text message that sounded ominous. “Check your email when you get a chance. I just found something I think you might be interested in. But DON’T check it on your work computer. Not work appropriate.”
I waited until I had a few minutes to take a break and step outside and I pulled up his email, which had a Reddit link. It was a post linking to an article about Skirt Club. I read the article and at first, I laughed and thought “yeah right.” I’m not going to go into the details here of what Skirt Club is as there is plenty of information out there on the internet about it if you want to find out.
That evening as I got on the train to go home, I got more curious about it and started to read more articles on the internet about it. The more I read about it and the mission of the owner, the more I realized the idea was growing on me. My husband called that evening when he got back to the hotel and we talked about mundane stuff for a while until I finally brought up the article he sent. I knew he liked to read reddit a lot as he was always telling me all kinds of random things I may or may not have cared to know, but he said when he saw this, he thought there might be a chance it might interest me. I told him I was intrigued, but needed to read more. After we got off the phone that night, I must have spent the next couple of hours reading every article I could find on the internet and thoroughly reading everything on their website. The more I read about it, the more my interest level went up.
The more I thought about it, the more I really liked the idea. Since the beginning of time, there have been spaces that were for men only. There really have not been spaces for women that were for women only. I know this next statement makes me sound anti-man, but I am really not. I really liked the fact that not only were men not allowed, but the whole thing was run by, designed by, staffed by, and created by women. No male influence whatsoever. There was an empowering feeling that came from the idea that men could not influence this space. My whole career I felt like the system was a more favorable environment for men, and this was the first time encountering something that was there strictly for the benefit and pleasure of women designed by women. Yes, the whole thing was highly sexual, but it seemed to be more than just that.
When my husband got home a few days later, I had time to think the whole thing over and I let him know I was seriously considering trying this out. I discussed with him everything I read. I let him know that based on what I read, a lot of women go out of curiosity and that while there are certainly many women there that have sex, many do not and are there just to experience it and witness what happens. I told him that while it was definitely a party atmosphere and meant to be fun, I shared with him my thoughts about going into a women’s only space and the idea of empowerment that brought. He listened and asked a few questions here and there, and in the end said if I wanted to try it, I should definitely give it a go. I let him know I’d think about it some more, but that I likely wanted to try it out. However, there was an application process as it was by invitation only and I wasn’t guaranteed to be accepted.
That weekend I started the application process. They wanted pictures and some personal information about my work which kind of freaked me out but I realized they wanted a specific type of applicant from what I had read. A few days later I was excited to get an email letting me know they would like to have a skype call with me. We set up a time and I was very nervous before the call. The woman doing the interview was beautiful. She was also very pleasant and quickly put me at ease. She asked me a number of questions about career, relationship, and quite a few questions about my sexuality. I tried to answer them all the best I could, and she let me know I would hear back in a few days. I did get that message a couple days later letting me know I had been accepted! They told me I would get an invite before the next event with attendance instructions. I was so excited and immediately showed my husband. He could tell I was excited and he was very happy for me. We talked about it for a bit but their next event was not for another 2 months so I put it away in my mind until it got closer.
A week before the event I started thinking about it every day and had another big conversation about it with my husband. I was very frank with him and told him that based on what I read, while many attendees just observe, there are many women who have sex. I wanted to be sure he was ok with that. Without hesitating, he said he hoped I would be able to experience that, as he knew it was what I wanted. I told him I did, and that I likely would if the opportunity was right. We talked about it more and I could tell he was good with all of it,
Two days before the event I went shopping after work. Every event is themed and I needed a dress and outfit that fit the theme along with new lingerie. I tried everything on that night for my husband. He must have thought it looked good as we had amazing sex that night. (continued below)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/95rmgc/my_ffgroup_experience_at_skirt_club_and_what
With all of this background in mind, I want to share my actual experience of going that night and what happened after. I know I have shared many personal details, but I feel like I have to fully explain how I got to this point and paint the full picture.
Also, I have not spent a lot of time on reddit, but I can tell based on reading many of the posts in this category that the majority of members of the community seem to be men. My hope is that if there are any women reading they might be able to relate to my background and be able to experience something similar or at least have the courage to do things that are just for them and not to make anyone else happy. I’m also sharing the details of my night at Skirt Club as I could never feel comfortable telling many other people this story in real life, so it is kind of a turn on to share it with random strangers over the internet.
The day of the event I was a ball of nerves. It did not start until 9 that night, but I started getting ready around 4. The event was in San Francisco and we lived further down the peninsula near Redwood City. My husband sat in the bathroom on the edge of the tub talking to me while I was getting ready, saying things to build my confidence and hyping me up. He really is sweet that way. Finally, it came time to leave and I called an Uber. He gave me a long kiss before I left and told me I would be just fine. I told him I would text him after the party and the plan was for him to come pick me up. I let him know that my plan was to limit my drinking as I wanted to be present for whatever happened.
My Uber driver picked me up and I was immediately self-conscious due to the outfit I had on which had a themed dress up element to it. The driver was asking me a bunch of questions and I felt uncomfortable as he kept looking at me in the rear view mirror. I finally got to the address and was glad to get out of the car. Skirt Club generally holds their events at private residences and this one was at a beautiful Victorian in a good neighborhood in SF. I walked up to the door and knocked probably shaking with nerves. The host opened the door and gave me a very cheerful greeting. After I gave her my name and she checked the list, she led me inside. She knew this was my first time and she handed me a bracelet with a key attached and told me this was for all the first timers. I was not quite sure what to think but I put it on. She was very sweet. She asked if I was nervous and I was honest with her and told her I was very nervous and was not quite sure what to do. She immediately put me at ease. She told me to just enjoy the evening, have fun, only do whatever I’m comfortable doing and to not worry about feeling any pressure to do or act a certain way. She let me know to just remember that many of the other guests would feel the same way and that the evening was meant for my enjoyment. She handed me a glass of champagne and showed me a storage area where I could keep my things if I wanted. After putting my purse away, I walked out into a large room where they had a bar set up and there were already about 20 women standing around talking.
I instantly noticed that all the women attending were beautiful. It was obvious they were all well off, or at least faked it. It was not as if they all had perfect bodies, they were some diversity, but all dressed up, they all looked gorgeous. For a moment I thought about the fact that I had planned on having some kind of physical experience that night and now that I was there, there was no way I could just do something in a big party like that, but I told myself just to forget about it and just see where the night went.
As soon as I stepped into the room, a girl around my age walked over, gave me a big welcome, and introduced herself. She asked my name and pulled me into the circle of 4 or 5 women she was in standing around talking. She immediately noticed the bracelet and key on my wrist and said, “So this is your first time? Don’t worry; you will have a great time.” She introduced me to the other ladies in the circle and we all started chatting it up. Once we all got talking and I had a little champagne, I started to feel at ease and began enjoying myself listening to everyone talk.
I quickly learned there were all types there: attorneys, women in tech, stay at home moms, a few younger women still in college, etc. However, there were a few things I noticed were in common the more we talked. First, most of the women were very cisgender and seemed mostly heterosexual. There was one couple that was lesbian. It was obvious in talking that many had husbands or boyfriends. The cocktails and chit chat lasted for a bit over a half hour as more women arrived. The host gave a 10-minute warning and let us know the first event would be starting soon. By that time, the room was packed and had all the noise of 50 women in a room all talking and laughing at the same time.
I looked around the room and was amazed thinking about all of these women from so many different backgrounds here to have fun in ways that most people would not expect. I thought about people passing by on the street having no clue what would be going on inside. The inside of the home was beautiful. The furnishings and design was all very expensive. The way they had decorated for the event was all class and I felt a bit like a celebrity just being there.
One woman who worked in consulting for a CPA firm had taken an interest in talking to me. She was very cute and perky and asked me all kinds of questions. It is always hard for me when people I do not know try to get personal quickly, but she seemed so much fun that it did not take me long to open up. She had been to two previous events and I finally got the nerves to ask her questions about it. She did not hesitate in giving me the low down. She told me there would be a few organized demonstrations, and then there would be some games to encourage people to get more comfortable. This generally included spin the bottle and body shots off brave volunteers. She said after alcohol set in long enough, then the real sexiness would begin and there would be a breaking off. Some people would decide they had enjoyed things enough at that point and start to leave. For the rest, she said the more serious stuff would start and couples or groups would break off and the naked fun would start, but she said there would still be some who would stay to watch and not participate.
She asked how I was feeling and I said I was enjoying myself. I told her my plan was to try to stay until the very end. She gave me a mischievous smile and told me I would not be disappointed.
The host got everyone’s attention and gave a speech welcoming everyone. She went over a few house rules and the rules of good etiquette. She gave a brief talk about safe sex, which seemed like it could have been an awkward clinical talk, but she was funny and got everyone to laugh. Then she spoke to all the newbies in the room for a few minutes, letting us know what we could expect and reminded us not to feel pressured and voice our feelings if we were not comfortable doings something.
Then she turned on some music and announced the first demonstration and a woman came out from a side room wearing the most beautiful burlesque costume I had ever seen. She gave a brief background about herself and started to dance. It was amazing. She was absolutely stunning and it was obvious that she knew what she was doing and was very experienced. After the first song, she stopped and opened things up for questions from the group, to which she got all kinds of questions. She started up again with another song and this must have gone on for more than a half hour. I was so mesmerized by her dancing. Her body was beautiful and she was able to move it in ways that were amazing. The champagne had done the trick and I felt myself really getting into the moment. There was a brunette woman standing next to me that we started to talk a bit during the dance and commented back and forth to each other. She had a first timer bracelet on too. The corner we were standing in was pretty tight with all the guests and as we watched her and I were standing up against each other and I could feel her hair brush on and off my shoulders. I could start to feel myself get a bit turned on and I just went with it when she put her arm around my back. At the end of the last song, I kind of came out of the trance I was in when all the women gave a huge cheer, clapping and even whistling when she finished her performance.
Thank you so much for sharing this extremely detailed and sensual story. It’s rare seeing FF stories here but when they do come, they are so feminine and indulgent.
What heightened the story at least for me is your husband’s total and unequivocal support of you exploring your sexuality. That requires incredible trust and communication on his part and it’s so amazing that he is like that. I also liked how you told Debbie that you need to check with him first.
I can see why you felt empowered because around all these gorgeous female bodies that are naked in beds. The Pillow Room that’s incredibly lush and sexy and then the Asian girl who got pleasured by 3 women is so lucky.
If anything, your burgeoning friendship with Debbie sounds like a sexual reawakening that will only solidify and strengthen your relationship with your husband.
Super vivid story, loved it! Women’s bodies look so good naked so it’s natural to want to kiss and fondle them. I remember the first time a girl fondled my tits, it felt amazing and made me so wet.
Update us with Debbie!
This was an amazing story! Thank you for sharing it with us. I agree that the support your husband has given you is considerable strong and makes for a very secure marriage.
Please update us with more when you feel you can. I hope your friendship with Debbie has gone well since then.
Absolutely beautiful story!
Thank you for sharing this story.
Thank you so much for sharing! This is the best gone wild story I’ve ever read, being sexy, thought provoking, and heart warming. I hope this trend for you continues in a positive direction.
I usually don’t comment her, but I wanted to thank you for your story and for sharing your experiences. There are barely any FF-interactions on this sub, and I’ve never seen one which went into your personal experiences like this. I loved reading how well your husband responded to all of this and how you felt being in such a location. It sounds awesome!
Wow!! I wish one of these Skirt Clubs would be nearby!!!
I am so sorry… that you felt like you had to apologize for your husband’s feminism (or allyship, or whatever). Thanks for the thought provoking and sexy read.
This was a great story. So much detail, but not too much. Your husband sounds amazing! And I’m glad you got everything you wanted. I remember my first time with a girl, it’s so exciting!
That was an amazing and very well written story. Your attention to detail is exceptional! Although the details of the sex was somewhat less than a lot of what I usually read on Reddit, it was still very exciting. I do understand your interest in such a community as the Skirt Club. There are still a lot of stifling stereotypes out there. Good for you! I hope you write more in the future. I will definitely be watching for it.
Thank you for letting us in the doors. As it where. Very exciting and wonderfully written.
I am so glad you took the time to write and I took the time to read this story, thank you very much for sharing what sounded like an incredibly emotional and liberating part of your life with us Redditors.
For starters, you could easily eliminate the first 10 paragraphs.
I feel for your husband. You’re probably not succinct during marital spats. Saying that you’re verbose, would be too kind.
What’s the link that got you started (or any link in general)
This was amazing. Kind of makes my brain explode to think about this really happening in an all-female house.
> Finally, one girl announced to the others “Let’s make a circle.” Debbie started laughing and said, “Watch this.” I knew she had seen whatever was about to happen before. The girl who announced it started assigning spots for everyone. She told the first girl to lay down on her back. Then she instructed the next girl to get down on all fours with her face in between the first girls legs, then next girl behind that girl on her back, facing up with her face in the bottom of the girl on all fours. Soon all the girls fell into place alternating on their back or up on hands and legs until they formed a completely linked circle with over eight girls. I could not believe what I was seeing as they all went down on each other, with faces in between legs giving each other oral pleasure. I had never even contemplated something like this, a group of eight women all in a closed loop pleasing each other. Women were starting to moan and writhe around as they got into it.
This was perfectly written and an amazing story! What an experience.