The first rule of swim club is: everyone shares.
My therapist told me to “break out of my shell.” I don’t think she meant a locker room gang bang, but here we are.
The swim club was my choice. My therapist was against it at first, said it might be “out of my comfort zone.” I laughed her off.
Then I actually joined. And yeah… she wasn’t wrong. This isn’t a regular club. It’s a free-for-all of slick skin, wandering hands, and bodies pressing into mine until I don’t know where I end and they begin.
So do I back out and give my therapist a smug “I told you so”? Oh hell no. Even when I get passed between teammates, pinned to the cold tiles, and filled until I can’t think straight, because this is exactly what I need to break out of my shell.
FREEUSE SWIM CLUB is a pulse-pounding introduction to the Campus Freeuse Clubs series, featuring freeuse fantasy in college setting, explicit desire, voyeurism, and the unraveling of a reluctant newcomer in a world of no-holds-barred setup. All characters are consenting adults. Reader discretion advised.
