It is quiet around Pismo Beach this week. My steady lady, Catherine, left for Southern California to visit her daughter, so I have free time on my hands. I haven't seen my friend Lynette for several weeks. She keeps busy over at the adult sex shop in Grover Beach. She's been working there for about six months now and was just promoted to Assistant Manager. I...
Disclaimer: I do not own Don't Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Chloe did her best not to break her little promise and allow June some time to recover, and to eat the meal which eventually came for them after what felt like an eternity, but the other girl didn't make it easy for her. Sitting the...
This is a continuation of a story I read some years ago. It was one of the first erotic stories I ever encountered, and probably the one story to inspire me to write my own. I wish I could tell you what it was called or even give credit to the original author, but I can't do either of those things as that knowledge escapes me (I don't recall a title or autho...
Rob: My girlfriend and I had the most amazing anniversary last week and we had just had to put it down in writing to make sure we remembered all the details. It has changed everything and we are not sure what the future holds for us. We know we will be together but, well on with the story. Cindy and I had been together one year last week and I invited her t...
(A very special thanks to Shiree for making this a better read) * It took her some time to adjust back to the daily routine of the Club. The girls were all around her, wanting to know all about her customers. The word had got round that she was entertaining the powers that be. No one had been allowed near her during her days of appointment. Now they wante...
Note-This is a reimagining of the life of former adult actress Ashlynn Brooke, if she had decided to be a CIA field agent instead. ***** Ashlynn Brooke had graduated at Oklahoma State University with a bachelor's degree in homeland security. Eager to contribute to the safety and security of the United States in modern times, she had joined the CIA and mov...
Jay and I had been going to the Lake house since before we were married. It had been in his family for four generations, each generation modifying and adding to the house. At the beginning, it was just a cabin at the lake, but over time the family had bought more land, and expanded the cabin into quite a large house, with nice amenities. The house now boasts...
"People think I'm weird anyway," was Carson Goodman's response to the question posed by the woman who was making them dinner, Ann Knox, who had wondered aloud what people would think if they saw a 19 year old boy going to an old lady's apartment on a Friday night. "Besides, you aren't old," the chubby lad said. "You're about the same age as my Mom." "I bet...
A single drop of morning dew dripped from the penis. Or so it would have appeared to their quarry. In fact the object dangling from the tree was a life-like, phallic replica, 8 inches long, hanging suspended from a silken cord to the pine tree. It had been painted a life-like color; that was important to the test subjects. Or so Professor Cummond had always...
"A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure Ch. 10" is a continuation of "A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure" Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9. If you have not yet read those stories, I advise doing so before you start to read this story. This is an erotic fantasy. It is a work of fiction. Any characters or events related to real-life people or real-life event...