The Ladies Midnight Swimming Club Novels & Stories

she laughs “No, no. I’m one of the events coordinators here. I mostly plan things for the club.” “The club?” I ask. “Oh yeah…you didn’t know we have a whole club on the lowest level? We have a party tonight. Every Friday and Saturday we throw huge parties. Sometimes, we have celebrity appearances. Everyone at the house goes to these parties, some other elites from the area or even out of the country that don’t actually live here come too, it’s their secret escape for their rough days to allow them to unwind. “You should come tonight.” she says. “Oh I don’t know, I was just going to lounge in here tonight, I’m desperate for a nap, can I join in tomorrow night instead? I ask.

she answered. "That's fine." ••• The club was called Lune. It was on the west side of the city, below street level, and it opened at noon on weekends for a crowd that had no interest in conventional hours. Kate had looked it up in the car and read the reviews aloud as if she wanted to hear how unreasonable it was to go to the club. We found a booth near the back and I ordered for both of us. Kate looked at her drink when it arrived and probably didn't want to drink it.

Each bounce made her breasts jiggle. She had come so hard her vision blurred. Adrian pushed her panties aside. Two fingers slid along her wet folds. He coated them in her juices before pushing them inside her. Sienna moaned quietly. Her pussy clenched around his fingers. He pumped them slowly in and out while his other hand continued stroking his cock. The video on the phone showed her younger self licking his balls. Sienna watched it while Adrian fingered her. The memories mixed with the present. Her legs trembled. More wetness leaked down

at the latest, but I stayed up too late last night finishing the final edits for my most recent video for my YouTube channel, Hunting for Midnight. Hunting for Midnight is a dream come true for me. The channel focuses on traveling the country where I document, interview people, search for, and record paranormal experiences and events. I investigate whether there is real paranormal activity occurring or if the disturbances are actually caused by natural events and circumstances. As of to date, I have yet to uncover single true evidence-based paranormal event. For the last four years I’ve spent investigating and documenting suspected paranormal events, there’s always logical and scientific evi

“Sorry, I just… I need to unwind.” Betty and Avis exchanged a glance, and Betty’s face lit up. “I know just the thing. Midnight swim, anyone?” The suggestion took me by surprise. “A… swim?” I asked. Betty nodded. “There’s a lake not far from here. We can walk there, bring some booze…” I bit my lip, considering for a moment. It was late on Wednesday night, and I had work in the morning, but the idea of going for a dip and getting tipsy under the stars sounded appealing.

Lucien was the better interrogator, because I wouldn’t have asked a single question; I would have ended up throwing punches and walking out, adding nothing to the fact that I was already annoyed with those humans. I reached the VVIP booth and slid into my usual seat. The plush black cushion sank under me. From here, I had a perfect view of the whole chaos going on in the club. The music throbbed like a second heartbeat, and bodies, both humans and wolves, were grinding against each other under dim lights and heavy bass. The reason LUNARIS was the best club in Nocturne City. I took a slow sip of whiskey I poured for myself earlier, as I watched one girl laugh as two young men boxed her in, th

She frustratingly ruffled her hair and grabbed her coat and went to find the dork who left for literally no proper reason. She did not find him outside the dorm as well and as the swimming club was nearest to the dorm she walked there to check him out and as expected the club door was not locked. "How can they let the club stay open at this hour." Maria said to herself while shaking her head in disapproval as she pushed the door and walked in. There were those huge bleachers and a big swimming pool, bigger than those bleachers. In the middle of the pool, she saw a blondie who was floating above the water with the help of the lane ropes. "NOAH, IT'S FREAKING 2 AM. GET YOUR A** BACK TO THE DOR

she was topless herself! She participated in an amateur stripper night at Le Chateau Club. (If you haven't heard of it, it's a clothing optional club in the Boston area that's popular with the more adventurous lesbians and women bisexuals. It's at a secret location where anything goes, and no men are allowed... not even gay men.) Something that has puzzled many people is that while on the one hand nobody seems to know where it is, on the other hand it's widely known to be very well-attended. A poolside threesome with a couple of lesbian lovers at a swingers resort in Belize.

She could always wait until summer, but then she’d be in Seattle, wouldn’t she? If only she could find a hot tub in town to use instead… She sent off a quick text to her sister Lizzie, who would be the most useful person for accomplishing this. Lizzie texted back readily, and then Jubilee found herself waiting outside one of the swim clubs in Fair Haven for Heath to show up. This particular club sat on a hill overlooking Fair Haven, which made it feel private. Heath did show at the appointed time, giving her a wry look as they stood outside the gates that were closed for the winter. “Are we breaking and entering to swim?” he joked.

“I just want to cry into my pillow and die quietly.” She yanked the blanket away. “Denied. You’re coming out. Because my man Rafe scored us guest passes to the Midnight Pleasure Club." I blinked. “The what now?” Mala turned to grin at me like she’d just announced we won the lottery. "You heard me. Midnight Pleasure. The club. The one with the secret list, the masked billionaires, the burlesque stage shows, the BDSM rooms—yeah, that one." My eyes widened. “You want to take me to a sex club?”