The Slime Pit at The O Club - Sex Stories

The Slime Pit at The O Club

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2014 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Sally Winters was standing in the middle of her college dorm room slowly shaking her head from side to side. She couldn’t believe what her dorm mates, Kelly, Tawana, and Julie were asking her. “No!” she said loudly in disbelief. “I don’t want to go down to The O Club with you tonight and experience the divine decadence of The Slime Pit.” She ...

... raised her left hand with her pointer finger extended upward. “One,” she said, “I’m not into girls.” She raised her middle finger, “Two, I’m not into pubic sex.” “And three,” she said as her ring finger joined the other two, “... and this is perhaps the most important... there is NO way I am going to spend the two hundred dollar cover charge as a guest at a private club– no matter how exclusive it is– just so I can slide around in a bunch of slime with a couple hundred other naked women.” “So it all comes down to money?” said Tawana with a sly grin. Julie laughed and said, “I’ll bet if we paid your way in, you would join us in a minute, wouldn’t you?” “I’m not saying that I would,” answered Sally, looking down at her bare feet squirming on the floor, “but the two Benjamins are a major part of my reason for not joining you.” “You ARE going with us, Sally,” Kelly replied as she raised her hand to match Sally’s. “And there are three reasons that you will.” Her pointer finger was now extended upwards as Sally’s had been. “One,” said Julie, “you are into girls, and everybody knows it. You have been checking out the other coeds every chance you get since the day you arrived here at the university.” She laughed and smiled broadly at Kelly’s open mouth and now very wide open eyes. “Didn’t think we noticed, did you?” She laughed again and said, “Do you know what the girls in your gym class call you behind your back? They call you Cliff, that’s spelled CLILF, and stands for Closet Lesbian ...