Bliss Party Pictures & Video: A Night Inside Miami’s Adults-Only Fantasy

Sam and Diane, a thirty-something couple who contacted Miami Beach 411 while planning their trip, wrote the following article after returning from a Caribbean cruise and experiencing Bliss Nightclub for themselves.
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Have you ever been to a really wild party where two women start making out? If so, eliminate all of the sleazy, drunk guys who normally stand around gawking, then multiply the women by about a hundred. It sounds like a fantasy, but for one surreal South Beach night, we were there—and yes, the photos back it up.

“I have never seen so many hot women in one place partying and making out openly.”

First Impressions at an Invitation-Only Miami Nightclub

My date—who was smoking hot herself—and I walked in without knowing what to expect. Was this going to be an orgy? A tacky swingers club? Those thoughts naturally crept in as we headed inside, fueled by equal parts curiosity and nerves. The answer turned out to be neither.

Bliss Club describes itself as a private, erotic-themed social club where the focus is firmly on women feeling comfortable enough to be daring, adventurous, and dressed however boldly they choose. Male partners are expected to be polite, respectful, and secondary to the experience. Single men, notably, are not allowed through the door.

That distinction matters more than you’d think.

How Bliss Club Works (And Why It’s Not for Everyone)

Bliss Party operates as a private club, meaning attendance isn’t just a matter of buying a ticket. You apply for membership, submit basic details, and include photos—nothing explicit required. Events rotate locations monthly, with addresses only shared with approved members, and guest lists are strictly enforced at the door.

It’s a very Miami approach to exclusivity: secretive, curated, and just a little indulgent.

Welcome to every man’s—and plenty of women’s—fantasy.

Military Bliss at The Fifth on South Beach

We arrived around 11 p.m., which in South Beach time is practically early. As we walked up, several stunning women entered alongside us, smiling easily. Do you strike up a conversation? Smile back? Pretend not to stare? We smiled and went straight in.

That night’s venue was The Fifth, an up-and-coming South Beach nightclub, and the theme was Military Bliss. Imagine the kind of barely-there outfits you’d find in a naughty boutique around Halloween—camouflage lingerie, boots, badges, and very little else. It was our first Bliss event, and we were still trying to understand the social rhythm. Was there a swingers vibe? Would talking to someone imply more than conversation?

Art, Atmosphere, and Letting Go

Free airbrushing transformed bodies into living canvases of paint and skin, and as the night settled in, so did we. The tension faded. There were no creepy guys hovering, no awkward pressure to participate in anything beyond enjoying the spectacle.

The scene felt like something lifted from a mainstream erotic film: pounding music, provocative visuals flashing on large screens, and people who had arrived scantily dressed now nearly naked. Bodies bumped and danced as opulent décor framed the whole thing. It was indulgent without feeling grimy—an important distinction.

When Someone Hits on Your Partner

It started innocently enough. “You look bored,” a woman said to my date. She was curvy, wearing a black-and-green trench coat, boots, and little else underneath. Soft words were exchanged. I didn’t catch most of it. What I didn’t see was her hand on my date’s butt.

Suddenly, my date froze, staring uncomfortably at the video screen. The woman sensed the hesitation, shrugged with a half-confused, half-disappointed look, and returned to her group. Nothing escalated.

That moment could have gone weird—or wonderful—depending entirely on expectations. Bliss doesn’t require you to participate in anything beyond being present. You can enjoy the environment, the visuals, and the energy without committing to risqué play with strangers.

A quick word of advice for first-timers: talk about boundaries before you go. Some couples even choose a discreet code word to exit uncomfortable situations gracefully. In a setting like this, clarity between partners matters.

We never quite figured out how to talk to someone without it feeling like a possible invitation. Maybe there isn’t a way. Maybe that’s the point.

The Man Behind the Fantasy

You might expect the host of a party like this to be pompous or sleazy. Nathan Bliss, the brain behind the club, is neither. When we met him, he was down-to-earth, approachable, and genuinely focused on everyone having a good time. Think less caricature, more early-era Hugh Hefner, before the empire overshadowed the charm.

Bliss Club grew out of a rubber-themed party in Las Vegas and the realization that Miami lacked a women-focused bisexual party scene. From that gap, the club was born.

Five years later, Bliss hosts multiple themed events throughout the year, plus a week-long summer getaway packed with nightly parties. The details are left to the imagination—for good reason.

Editor’s Note: Originally published on February 8, 2008, this article was updated in 2026 for clarity while preserving Sam and Diane’s experience.

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