My name is...well, call me Jessica as that was the name I used with my clients. When I turned 18 I had just finished school and didn't have a clue as to what would follow next. I was living with my aunt as my parents had divorced many years ago, and didn't have a cent to my name. Don't think for a minute that I was a drop dead gorgeous girl; I was more of...
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...
Kristen woke up and raised herself on her elbows. She looked over to see her companions were still asleep, curled up against each other. She got out of bed, carefully, to avoid waking them. She closed the bedroom door, and went to the bathroom. A little while later, she was leaning back on the kitchen counter, naked except the towel on her head, and taking...
This is the second part to an earlier story titled "Photo Developing." I believe you will find this story more enjoyable if you read that story first. * * * * * I was excited, but I was also nervous, really nervous even thought I had talked to her several times on the phone. I first talked to her when I played my "game" calling to ask her if she could dev...
On Tuesdays Bruce ate lunch at the upscale grocery store just a mile from home. It was a habit he and his wife had developed a few years before. Tuesdays were sample days. Walking to the store upped their appetites and gave them an excuse to indulge. Also, since the portions were small they never felt guilty about having two or three desserts in addition t...
Linus Waterson's hands were shaking. He had never been in a sex shop before. The quiet 20 year-old was a sheltered young man and it took him days to get up the courage to finally go to "The Adult's Playground". It was 20-minutes until ten pm, when the sex shop would be closing. Linus figured that by going just before the store closed, he would be less likel...
Susan Jackson, Anne's friend was a bored eighteen-year-old horny senior. She was tired of the pawing hands of her male classmates who all wanted her to suck their cocks and fuck but had no idea about how to please a girl. They thought a lick at her crotch was all a girl wanted before being fucked for three minutes. What Susan wanted was an adventure: a lovi...
Freddie hires a Muse to help him write an Anal story. "Hey, Freddie, how you doin'? Long time no see." "Hi, Vinnie, how are you?" "You wanna go get a beer and catch up on what's happening in the old neighborhood." "Gee, Vinnie, I'd like to but I have an appointment." "Appointment? What'd you have a girlfriend on the side?" "Nah, today is my day to see...
What.A.Morning. Pre-breakfast nookie, check. Glow from lovemaking, check. I shower, not wanting to wash off the scent of sex that exudes from my pores, but the day must go on. I make my man breakfast, his favorite, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and his black coffee. The phone rings, and I see it's the manager at my clothing boutique. Thinking to myself, oh gos...
Author's Note: This story is a tribute to John Willie and the bondage stories that he wrote and illustrated back in the 1950s and 60s. Sadly, John Willie died back in 1962; however his contributions to the world of BDSM have made a huge impact on bondage enthusiasts decades after his death. Submissive Gwendoline and dominant Agent U-69 are role-models for ma...