0 comments/ 11960 views/ 2 favorites Fight Club- Fuck Club? Ch. 01 By: requirem "Erica, I think the type of therapy you need is slightly more specialist than what I can offer you within the confines of this office." She saw him shift in his seat, the large bulge growing ever present in his khakis. Erica Jones had been seeing Dr. Cooper for a few months now, and while a knowing hard on would scare other patients away, this doctor was hot and Erica grew wetter in anticipation hoping he would help her overcome the problem she was having right then and there, over his large oak desk. The problems started long before she had started her visits, they had started around the first time she had had sex although she didn't know it yet. Erica had fucked almost every guy in the TriState area begging for an orgasm. She knew she could do it- her 8 inch rabbit vibrator had been her teacher, and yet everytime she tried to put her education into practice, she fell short. She'd come to see Dr. Cooper as a last resort. He was a sex therapist and she had found him in the back of the phonebook and had discreetly called him after she finished her shift at the green grocers and made plans to visit him every Tuesday on the other side of town where hopefully no one would recognise her. "What do you mean?" She asked, averting her gaze back to his mezmerising brown eyes. "Erica, have you ever tried fucking a woman?" She was taken aback, and although she had fantasied about it, she made it clear to the doctor that she wasn't a lesbian. "You don't have to be a lesbian to want to, or indeed to fuck another woman." "Isn't that the definition Doc?" she said sarcastically, "because in all honesty, I like dicks way too much." His mouth curved into a small smile, "you might like their arsenal just as much. I have a certain therapy group I would like you to attend. I would prefer you to be discreet about this however as it is not something I ideally want associated with the practice-" "You want me to keep a secret?" she interrupted. "Yes, Erica I would. I would like you to keep my underground women's fuck club a secret." She sat in stunned silence: Underground Women's Fuck Club. A club where women could go to fuck each other without worrying about scrutiny they would face if other people knew. A club for straight women with a need for experimentation. A place where they could feel comfortable in their own skin and please other women the way they wished that they could be please. The doctor explained further that no men were allowed within the confines of the club, except for him, and no one else was ever to know. If at any point you chose to leave, you were to take the experience to the grave. *** She lay in bed that night, horny as ever, craving an orgasm while thinking of all the things the doctor had explained to her. She was a sex addict, but only through her pursuit of an orgasm given to her by another person. Her vibrators and dildos just weren't cutting it anymore. Hungry to feel the spasms of orgasm take her away she reached for her electric toothbrush and dismantled the head. The brush head came off immediately with a slight twist and what was left was a vibrating spike she was ready to tease with. She positioned herself over the large dildo that was suctioned to the floor and delicately sat over it, sliding it inside her beckoning pussy. She turned the toothbrush-turned-vibrator on, and as she started to lift her pussy off the dildo, she parted her labia and ran the metal against her clit. She slammed back down onto the dildo, repetitively making sure it was all the way out before pounding herself back onto its now glistening black shaft. She thought of all the women she was going to meet. How would she feel about licking another woman's pussy? Or sitting on their face so they were made to taste her glistening cum? She wanted to be fucked by a strap on so badly, she wanted there to be a woman on the other side of the thrusts as she continued to slam herself down, over and over again. She started to feel the spasms, her pussy started to tighten as the toothbrush mechanism started to make her clit throb. She carried on fucking herself with the dildo and running her make-shift vibrator over her clit while she moaned. "Oh god." she exclaimed, while cum started to drip down the dildo. "Oh, oh..." She came hard and her throbbing clitoris was finally freed from the exhilarating vibrations. She was definitely going to enjoy the fuck club... ______________________________________________ NB: Currently writing the next chapter :) "Erica, I think the type of therapy you need is slightly more specialist than what I can offer you within the confines of this office." She saw him shift in his seat, the large bulge growing ever present in his khakis. Erica Jones had been seeing Dr. Cooper for a few months now, and while a knowing hard on would scare other patients away, this doctor was hot and Erica grew wetter in anticipation hoping he would help her overcome the problem she was having right then and there, over his large oak desk. The problems started long before she had started her visits, they had started around the first time she had had sex although she didn't know it yet. Erica had fucked almost every guy in the TriState area begging for an orgasm. She knew she could do it- her 8 inch rabbit vibrator had been her teacher, and yet everytime she tried to put her education into practice, she fell short. She'd come to see Dr. Cooper as a last resort. He was a sex therapist and she had found him in the back of the phonebook and had discreetly called him after she finished her shift at the green grocers and made plans to visit him every Tuesday on the other side of town where hopefully no one would recognise her. "What do you mean?" She asked, averting her gaze back to his mezmerising brown eyes. "Erica, have you ever tried fucking a woman?" She was taken aback, and although she had fantasied about it, she made it clear to the doctor that she wasn't a lesbian. "You don't have to be a lesbian to want to, or indeed to fuck another woman." "Isn't that the definition Doc?" she said sarcastically, "because in all honesty, I like dicks way too much." His mouth curved into a small smile, "you might like their arsenal just as much. I have a certain therapy group I would like you to attend. I would prefer you to be discreet about this however as it is not something I ideally want associated with the practice-" "You want me to keep a secret?" she interrupted. "Yes, Erica I would. I would like you to keep my underground women's fuck club a secret." She sat in stunned silence: Underground Women's Fuck Club. A club where women could go to fuck each other without worrying about scrutiny they would face if other people knew. A club for straight women with a need for experimentation. A place where they could feel comfortable in their own skin and please other women the way they wished that they could be please. The doctor explained further that no men were allowed within the confines of the club, except for him, and no one else was ever to know. If at any point you chose to leave, you were to take the experience to the grave. *** She lay in bed that night, horny as ever, craving an orgasm while thinking of all the things the doctor had explained to her. She was a sex addict, but only through her pursuit of an orgasm given to her by another person. Her vibrators and dildos just weren't cutting it anymore. Hungry to feel the spasms of orgasm take her away she reached for her electric toothbrush and dismantled the head. The brush head came off immediately with a slight twist and what was left was a vibrating spike she was ready to tease with. She positioned herself over the large dildo that was suctioned to the floor and delicately sat over it, sliding it inside her beckoning pussy. She turned the toothbrush-turned-vibrator on, and as she started to lift her pussy off the dildo, she parted her labia and ran the metal against her clit. She slammed back down onto the dildo, repetitively making sure it was all the way out before pounding herself back onto its now glistening black shaft. She thought of all the women she was going to meet. How would she feel about licking another woman's pussy? Or sitting on their face so they were made to taste her glistening cum? She wanted to be fucked by a strap on so badly, she wanted there to be a woman on the other side of the thrusts as she continued to slam herself down, over and over again. She started to feel the spasms, her pussy started to tighten as the toothbrush mechanism started to make her clit throb. She carried on fucking herself with the dildo and running her make-shift vibrator over her clit while she moaned. "Oh god." she exclaimed, while cum started to drip down the dildo. "Oh, oh..." She came hard and her throbbing clitoris was finally freed from the exhilarating vibrations. She was definitely going to enjoy the fuck club... ______________________________________________ NB: Currently writing the next chapter :) Fight Club- Fuck Club? Ch. 02 "Another monotonous Tuesday at work" she thought as her hips slammed into the cash register. Colin wasn't as skilled as he boasted but, desperate for a quick fix, Erica allowed him to penetrate her from time to time, hoping for her earth-shattering orgasm. It had become a routine. Every Tuesday, Erica and Colin, her manager, would close up the grocers after the last customer had rushed out, and as soon as the shutters were down Colins pants were on the floor and he held his throbbing penis in his hand. She was immediately on her knees, taking the shaft into her mouth and back out again, watching Colin squirm above her. She took his balls into the palm of her hand and squeezed gently as his penis slid down her throat. He loved to see her gag- this she knew. He would grab onto her hair and force himself further down her little throat until her eyes watered. She exploited this to her benefit, knowing that the more innocent and doe-eyed she appeared, the harder he'd fuck her afterwards. And she was right. Like clockwork, Colin pulled her head off his dick and told her to stand facing the register. She obliged as he pulled her skirt up over her ass. He demanded she spread her legs and spread her labia with her fingers- and again she obeyed, playing the subservient. She waited as he rubbed his wet dick across her pussy before thrusting it in deep. She felt herself widen, taking in his length and she quivered with every thrust- tearing her apart. She moaned in pleasure mixed with a tinge of pain. His hands slowly traveled up the inside of her blouse and underneath her bra- cupping her breasts with his hands, teasing the nipples as he pounded her tight pussy rhythmically. He started to tighten his grip as the thrusting quickened. She could feel him ready to explode, and once again, like clockwork, he was done, leaving her dripping with his cum- dissatisfied. Fuck Club couldn't come sooner. *** She grew wetter with anticipation walking to the address the good doctor had scrawled on the back of his business card, eager to find out what awaited her. She imagined a huge group orgy- how would she get in on all that action without knowing anyone? Just jump in? She became nervous as she rounded the corner and saw a large mansion with roman-esque columns flanking the entrance. Her jaw dropped. This did not look like the right address. Beautifully manicured lawn, ornate decorations. She walked anxiously to the front door and rang the bell. "Erica!" A beautiful woman in her late 30's exclaimed as she opened the door, "So glad you could make it!". She handed her a glass of champagne and led her inside. She glided across the hallways in a stunning floor length glittering red dress. Erica immediately felt underdressed in her tight black jeans and corsetted top. "Ironic seeing as we're supposed to be getting undressed later" she thought as the woman led her into a sophisticated marble parlor. A quick scan of the room made her more comfortable as she realised she wasn't the only one sporting jeans. "Right ladies," the woman announced "we have fresh blood, I would like you to meet: Erica." She scanned the room, "Erica, meet the girls," she started to introduce everyone around the room individually, the names becoming a blur as soon as Erica tried to commit them to memory, she only remembered the final name: "and Erica, I'm Kate." *** There were drinks and hor d'oeuvres, and when the food was gone the girls formed a circle in the parlor. Kate stood in the middle. She was glamarous in her dress, grazing her in all the right places, sophisticated yet sexy. Erica wondered what she looked like underneath the sheath of red silk and wondered how long she would have to wait. Her nipples were hard under the fabric and she could just imagine her pussy was wet too. "Right girls, a quick repeat of the rules, just like in the movie: Number 1 is whatever happens in our Fuck Club, stays in Fuck Club; we all have reasons for being here, we all have people we would rather not know. Understood?" There was a mutual nodding of acceptance around the room. "Second and final rule is that if you receive an orgasm, you must also give an orgasm- its only fair. Every girl here will receive an orgasm tonight and every night they attend." Erica was doubtful as Kate's speech continued. She eyed the girls in the room, of every ethnicity, size, age, everything. Girls who were seductively skinny with large breasts protruding from their tight blouses, and curvy women with long black hair- perfect for holding onto. Kate's speech became hazy until she said: "And with that, time to double up, triple up and fuck whoever you want. Erica..." she turned to Erica with a devilish glint in her eye, "you're with me." This time Erica really was a doe caught in headlights.