The Gentlemen’s Club Journals
Five Erotic Shorts
by Sandra Strike
Copyright 2012 by Mmmmore Productions
Cover image by S.D. Smith
Kate in Crisis: Sex with a Stranger
Episode One
Kate took a sip from her wine glass and set it on the night table to her right. She fluffed up the pillows on the bed and leaned backwards. It was a king sized bed, but for six months she had slept alone. It was hot, so before she started, she walked to the window and opened it to allow the breeze to blow in. She felt the breeze against her body, and her nipples hardened with the cool wind. She was wearing the silk negligee that Larry had bought for her. Larry James Neiss, the asshole she’d married, put through med school, put all of her dreams on hold for, and divorced. It was her honeymoon lingerie, and it still fit after eleven years.
Kate sighed, shook her head, and walked back to the bed.
She shivered and considered closing the window again, but instead, she sat atop the comforter, leaned against the pillows, and picked up the remote from the nightstand. She powered on the TV, navigated to the video she wanted to watch, and pressed play. There was a little bit of static, and the noise was irritating, so she pressed the mute button. Then the picture cleared to reveal a young woman—Kate knew she was nineteen years old—standing on plush blue carpeting. The woman smiled at the camera and pushed her bright red, lipstick coated lips together in something between a pout and a kiss. She had light blonde hair in a pageboy cut that framed her perfect little young face. Her neck was long and slender. In fact, her whole body seemed long and slender.
The woman wore a black leather teddy that lifted her breasts but only covered them halfway so that the double D’s were pushed up, nipples pointing out from the screen at Kate like missiles. She wore black leather gloves that went all the way up her forearms and a few inches into her biceps. Kate watched as the woman danced on the screen and used the gloved hands to pinch at her own nipples. The woman also wore leather thigh-high boots, high heels digging into the plush carpeting. Kate wanted to think of her as a slut, but it was hard for her to get past the woman’s age. She’s so young.
Kate pressed the mute button and music from the video filled the screen. It was some kind of bluesy New Orleans jazz, and the woman swayed to it, moving her hips and her waist like someone was between her legs licking or fingering her. She turned around and waved her tiny ass at the camera, and it zoomed in so that her ass and thighs filled the screen as she gyrated. As the music died down, she turned around and said, in a high pitched and girly voice, “You’ve seen the body. Now you get to feel how it works.”
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Kate paused the film and looked at the phone. It was Maureen. She sighed and picked it up. “Hello Maureen.”
“Katie! Come out with me tonight.” Maureen was her best friend, and this call came just about every night.
“Not tonight, Hon. I think I’m going to stay in.”
“Jesus, Kate. Tell me you’re not watching that damned video again.”
“I just want to—”
“Listen, Katie, throw the stupid thing away. Come out with me tonight and we’ll find a guy to fuck you good and proper.”
“Maybe tomorrow, Maur. Tonight I’m going to stay in.” Maureen started to reply, so Kate cut her off with, “Talk to you tomorrow.” She hung up.
Kate pressed play and watched as the girl in the video got on her hands and knees and crawled toward the camera. It panned back and soon a man’s feet, then legs, then crotch appeared. The girl reached up and stroked the man’s penis. “Ooh, you’re so big baby!” There were two things wrong with the comment. First, those words should never leave a voice that young and girly. Second, the penis was definitely not that big, pretty small in fact. It didn’t stop the girl from opening her mouth and enveloping the dick with her lips. The camera zoomed in and Kate watched the girls lips descend from the head, along the shaft, and down to the base. Deep throating a cock like that wasn’t a real challenge, but it looked impressive when the camera zoomed in on it.
The girl on the screen went about the blowjob hungrily, sucking and moaning like she was eating ice cream. She moaned around the dick and flicked at it with her tongue whenever she came up for air. After a minute or two, she looked up and asked, “Do you want me to finish you off with my mouth or do you want to fuck me, Baby?”
The girl licked her lips and Kate heard the man say from off camera, “I want you to fuck me.” The girl smiled and stood, and the camera adjusted to show her reach behind her back and unzip the teddy. In a moment, she was naked except for the gloves and boots. The girl had tiny wisps of blonde hair around her pussy, which Kate thought looked impossibly small. She watched as the girl straddled the man and guided his cock into her.
Kate was ashamed, but she felt herself aroused as she watched the penetration. The pussy was so tight that it made even that small cock look huge as it pushed into her. She could hear the girl moaning as she moved up and down. She watched the shaft, wet from the girl’s mouth and glistening with the girl’s juices, disappear and reappear over and over. Kate hated herself for it, but her hands traveled downward and lifted up her negligee. She rubbed herself as she watched, moving her fingers over her clit and then pushing a finger into herself.
The girl in the video was practically yelling, and Kate pushed another finger inside herself, moving it rapidly. With her other hand, she continued to rub at her clit. She felt herself getting closer and closer. Finally, the man in the video groaned loudly and the young girl screamed, “I’m coming! Oh, Fuck! I’m coming.” As the girl moved furiously over the man’s dick, Kate felt her own orgasm rush over her in waves. She breathed heavily; gradually slowing the speed of the fingers she pushed in and pulled out of her pussy. The girl in the video stood up and backed away. Kate pulled her fingers out, and still breathing heavily, smoothed down her negligee. She heard the man in the video say, “Let me turn this off,” and the camera swung around to show Larry’s face on the screen.
Kate found the video, which Larry had stupidly left on a flash drive, in his pants, while doing laundry. She’d assumed it held data and wanted to make sure the data hadn’t been lost in the wash. It wasn’t lost. In fact, it was secure enough that the copy she made for her attorney was just as watchable as the original. The video had ensured that she kept the house, which Larry had to pay off by cashing in on three of his mutual funds. The video also ensured that she had half of his practice and spousal support of fifteen thousand dollars per month. Larry James “Asshole” Neiss was a psychiatrist specializing in family counseling. The girl in the video was a client. Evidently, the little blonde’s husband had a hard time with her chosen profession, dancing at a strip club. If she sent the video to the ethics board or just put it online, he was finished. So, Kate had a four thousand square foot house, a secure income, and an empty king sized bed.
The doorbell rang, and Kate pulled on a robe and walked to the front door. She looked through the peephole. Maureen stood at the door. Kate sighed and opened it. Maureen brushed past her and walked into her bedroom. Kate followed, and found Maureen in her closet looking through her clothes. “What are you doing, Maureen?”
“I’m finding an outfit for you to wear. We’re going out.” Maureen pulled out a slinky green dress and walked out of the closet.
“I’m just not up for it right now.” Maureen ignored her and opened up dresser drawers until she found one that held undergarments. She threw underwear and stockings on the bed, tilted her head thoughtfully, picked the panties back up, and put them back in the drawer. “You wo
n’t need panties. The whole point is to get you fucked.”
“Jesus, Maur!” Kate threw up her arms. “What does it take—”
“I’m your friend, Katie.” Maureen pointed at the clothes on the bed. “That means that sometimes I have to give you what you need instead of what you want. Put the damn clothes on.”
“It’s already ten o’clock.” Even as she said it, Kate picked up the stockings and started to pull them on. She could never stand up to Maureen, not in high school and not now. “Where the hell are we going to go?”
“We’re going to go where horny men are.”
“Men are horny everywhere.” Kate slipped off the negligee and pulled the dress over her head.
“That’s the spirit,” Maureen said as she reached into her purse and pulled out a silver tube. “Here, I bought you some slutty lipstick.”
She started to protest, but Maureen had her Don’t Mess with Me look on, so Kate grabbed the lipstick and stomped into the restroom. As she applied it to her lips, she looked at herself. She was still good looking. Her hair was just as red at thirty as it had been at eighteen, and it framed a beautiful face with high cheekbones and plump lips. It cascaded down over her shoulders, and Kate remembered why she liked the green dress. It made her hair seem brighter and deeper. She stepped back and admired the way the dress framed her body, showing off her curves. She turned around and looked at herself. Maybe she didn’t have a tiny little girl ass, but the ass she had was a whole hell of a lot hotter anyway.
She started for the door but turned around and added mascara and a soft green eye shadow. Her eyes were somewhere between green and blue, but with the dress and the makeup, the green was more prominent. Finally, she stepped out of the bathroom and told Maureen, “Okay, let’s get this fiasco over with.”
Maureen handed her green high heels and she slipped into them. The two walked out of the house and into the car. Kate reached into Maureen’s glove box and took a cigarette and a lighter. Both women said, “I thought you quit” at the same time, and both laughed.
Kate finally smiled at her friend. “Look Maur, I’m not all that interested in getting laid tonight, but I guess it will be good to get out. Where are we going to find a good man this late on a Tuesday?”
Maureen pulled out of the driveway and started toward the freeway. “Light up one of those for me too, Honey.” Kate lit the cigarette in her hand, handed it to Maureen, and found another for herself.
“Seriously, I—”
“Honey,” Maureen smiled and took a draw from the cigarette. “We don’t need to find a good man, we just need a horny man, and we’re gonna find one at The Sixer.”
“What’s that, a new club?”
Maureen laughed. “Oh no, baby. It’s been around for a long time. We’re going to get you over that tape.”
It wasn’t until Maureen pulled into the parking lot that Kate realized what was happening. “Oh, Jesus, Maur. You’re really taking me to a tittie bar?”
“Watch your mouth, Katie. It’s a gentleman’s club. It says so right on the sign.”
“I don’t think I can go in there.”
Maureen put her hand on Kate’s knee. “Honey, let’s just sit here a moment and get used to the idea.”
Kate looked at the building. Except for the neon sign flashing Live, Nude Girls! the place looked like any other club. She felt her heart beating faster. “I really don’t think I can go in there.”
Maureen sighed and said, “Honey, you need to get over this…” She looked up and seemed thoughtful for a moment. “Wait a minute. You know, maybe you don’t need to go inside.” Maureen pointed at the front of the club, and Kate saw two men stepping out of the door. They didn’t head toward a car but lit up cigarettes of their own and stood talking.
Maureen stepped out of the car, and Kate watched mortified as her friend walked up to the men. The men eyed her as she talked. She was too far away for Kate to hear her, but she guessed what was being said. Maureen walked back to the car and the men followed. Of course they followed. Maureen was sexy as hell, with dark brown hair and soft curves. Kate felt nervous as hell when the men reached the car. Maureen opened the door, reached into the little pouch between the seats and pulled out a package of condoms and a quarter. She turned to the men and pointed at one that looked to be in his mid-twenties with a muscular build, sandy blonde hair, and boyish good looks.
“Heads you get me, Honey. Tails you get the hottest piece of ass in town.” She flipped the coin. It came up tails. Maureen smiled at Kate and tossed in a condom. Then, she took the other man by the hand and walked away. The man she left behind peered into the car.
“Hi, I’m Tony.” Kate’s heart was beating so fast she thought it would burst.
“Um, I’m Kate.”
Tony smiled, reached in to unlock the rear locks, and got into the backseat. Kate shook nervously, but she knew Maureen would never let her live it down if she backed out, so she got out of the car and climbed into the back.
Tony immediately reached out and drew her to him for a long kiss. Her heart was beating, but it was beating in anticipation as well as nerves. His hands roamed over her through her dress and then under it, and when he brushed between her legs, she felt like electricity shot through her body. She found herself kissing him back feverishly, and when he slipped a finger into her, she was already soaking wet.
He backed away, kicked off his shoes, and fumbled with his pants until they were down on the floor of car. When his underwear followed, she gasped. Tony had a real dick. Larry was so small, but the cock in front of her looked gigantic. She’d never been with anyone other than her ex-husband, and she was a little intimidated. “You’re so big,” she whispered.
He looked at her and smiled softly. “You don’t have to tell me that. I already think you’re beautiful. I’m only average. I know. No matter how many times I measure it, it never gets bigger than just under six inches.” He chuckled, and Kate wondered how small Larry had really been to make Tony seem so big.
“It looks really big to me.” Tony smiled and kissed her again. Then, he reached in the front and took the condom on the driver’s seat. Kate watched fascinated as he rolled it on. Then, she let him turn her toward him and ease her dress up around her waist. He put one hand under her at the small of her back, lifted her up, and used the other hand to guide himself into her.
The moment he pushed inside, Kate felt overwhelmed with desire. She pushed up against him and then lifted one leg up and over the back of the seat to allow him more maneuvering room. He began thrusting in long deep pushes and she marveled at how huge he felt. She reached up and pulled him closer. She grasped at his back as he began to move faster, feeling his muscles tensing as he moved. She pushed up against him, tentatively at first, and then wildly pushing up and back down as he moved faster and faster.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” Suddenly, she was coming, and it wasn’t the kind of soft coming she felt when she touched herself or the fleeting and mild culminations she’d managed to have every third or fourth time she was with Larry. Instead, it felt like orgasm was ripped from her, like she’d heated and heated until she boiled over in a bubbling frenzy. She screamed something unintelligible, wrapped her legs around Tony’s waist and bucked against him. Tony moaned, groaned, and grunted and then with a final thrust came hard and collapsed on top of her.
She lay under him for a moment and stroked his hair. “That was incredible, baby,” Tony said and kissed her cheek. She held him tight, feeling him still quivering inside of her.
“You have no idea,” she murmured.
Maureen’s voice sounded from the front window. “Jesus, you two. Hurry it up. Some of us need to work tomorrow.” Kate shook her head and giggled as Tony pulled out of her and fumbled for his clothes.
Five minutes later, the girls pulled out of the parking lot. “I hope you got fucked really good, Kate,” Maureen said, “Because my guy didn’t know where to put his hands, his mouth, and barely got th
e dick part right. Jesus, I’m so horny I’m gonna have to go home and fire up the vibrator.”
Kate lit a couple of cigarettes, lit them, and passed one to Maureen. “Hey Maur?”
“Yeah, Baby.”
Kate took a drag. “I think I could go inside the club next time.”
Maureen smiled at her friend and touched her hand. “Okay, Honey. Okay.”
Kate Captivated: First Lesbian Sex with a Stripper
Episode Two
Kate was naked on her king sized bed, her hands moving rapidly between her legs as she writhed on top of the comforter. She moaned as she felt herself growing close to orgasm. Light shone from the big screen television against the wall opposite her bed. The video on the screen was paused, and it showed a college aged girl with her mouth halfway down a rather small penis. The young blonde’s tongue protruded slightly beneath the dick in her mouth and her eyes were half closed. When the video played, there were hungry gobbling noises coming from her mouth, but when paused, her face looked almost bored. Kate moved her hand furiously and lifted her hand to her breast pinching one nipple hard and then the other. She groaned loudly and came hard. It was amazing to her how good her orgasms had been since last Tuesday.
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