Discovery Beach

Pulp Erotica is packed with cover designs and free stories and it’s a great place to check out erotica that covers a tremendous range of sexual fantasy writing.

What is Pulp erotica? Pulp Erotica builds on a long tradition of mixing sex and violence with other taboos that appeared in the 1930s and 40s and exploitation fiction of the 1950s and 60s. In their day, these genres offered titillating art and great stories that nevertheless never quite followed through on the sex they implied on their covers.

While many of the offerings plunge the reader into some pretty perverse topics, I did find this tender rendition of two girls discovering and exploring the joys of intimacy worth sharing. Perhaps because it reminded me of my own first stirrings of sexual awakening… or perhaps because it brings back sweet memories of my nights on a secluded moon lit beach, wrapped in the arms of a loving woman as we lay upon a blanket spread across the sand with the sound of waves crashing onto the shore…

Discovery Beach
A private beach the perfect place for a late-night swim—and a night of strange discovery.

By: Punchinello for Pulp Erotica

California, 1965

The sweet-sixteen party for Linda Sampledon went wonderfully. A cabinet full of 45s, a swell hi-fi set, and plenty of Cokes were all the girls needed to have a good time. They made a mess of the fondue when they were girl-girl dancing, but Nina and Janine got it cleaned up well enough that hardly anyone would notice.

Eventually, most of the girls got picked up by their parents, including the birthday girl. Only Janine remained with Nina, since they had planned for her to stay overnight.

Perhaps Nina’s parents indulged her a bit too much. She and Janine were both just sixteen and had the beach house to themselves for the night. Nina was considered responsible enough that she was often allowed to have a few friends out to the beach house without supervision.

Nina faced Janine and gazed into her large brown eyes with her own. “I know,” she said, “we’ll go swimming.”

Janine looked at her incredulously. “I didn’t bring my bathing suit, sweetie.” They liked to call each other “sweetie” when they were alone. “Remember?” The girls’ parents had specified no swimming since there wouldn’t be any adults to supervise.

“Since when is a bathing suit really necessary at a private beach?” Nina replied. She grabbed Janine’s hand and pulled her along as she went thru the small kitchen and out the sliding glass doors. Janine’s enthusiasm increased as she saw the beach and the water. It was a warm night after a hot day, and therefore perfect for a swim.

Nina raced to the edge of the water and scanned the beach. “See?” she said, turning to her companion. “There’s not a soul in sight.”

Janine smiled deviously and pulled off her shirt. She sat down in the sand and swept back her hair with a flourish. Then she undid the clasps of her lacy bra. Her young breasts were round and ripe, pale where the rest of her was tan, pink-nippled and soft. Her bra fell lightly in the sand, beside her discarded T-shirt.

Nina slid her shorts down her sun-brown legs and watched Janine as she stretched her arms and shoulders and kneaded the muscles of her neck. “My back is killing me,” she said. “Cheerleading.”

Nina quickly unbuttoned her blouse and took off her bra. Her breasts were pointed and tan, firm with hard, red nipples. Wearing only her lacy white panties, she strode up to Janine and sat down beside her. Janine slowly worked off her tight jeans, revealing muscular legs as tan and trim as the rest of her. Then she lay on her stomach. Nina rubbed her shoulders, worked her way up to her neck, and slid her hands lightly down her back. Then she stood up.

“I’ll be more thoro when we’re done, sweetie,” she promised. Janine huffed and stood up. Both girls slipped out of their girlish panties. Their young bodies were pictures of loveliness—smooth and slender, both with smallish, pointed breasts that were still developing.

The water sparkled as they ran to it, reveling in the bright moonlight.

They swam and splashed, dived under water and lazily floated on top for awhile. Then they swam up and down the beach and waded in the shallow water. Nina walked back up the beach and lay down by their clothes. Janine, naked and wet, soon followed. The two, their naked skin glistening in the moonlight, rested quietly for a time under the glowing crescent moon.

“That was great,” Janine said. “You were right; I feel great.”

“How about that backrub now? I promised to finish it,” Nina said lazily.

“That would be fantastic,” Janine said, turning over.

Nina sat down on Janine’s thighs and began kneading her neck and shoulders. Janine moaned in luxurious pleasure. Slowly, Nina’s fingers and palms made their way down Janine’s back to her small, round rear. Nina held it and kneaded it. It was warm and flexible in her hands, but smooth, round, and firm. She looked and saw that Janine had fallen asleep.

With timid, playful hands, Nina slid her hands lightly up and down her friend’s bare back. She walked her fingers up and down Janine’s spine, playing lightly in the ringlets of her hair, then teasing the crack of her round little rump all the way down to the fleshy lips of the girl’s pink cunny.

Shyly, the frisky masseuse leaned over and kissed her playmate lightly on the lips, then lay down beside her. She continued to knead and caress Janine’s smooth ass with one hand and ran the other across the girl’s back and down to her breast. She stroked it lightly, in gentle swirls that tickled Janine enough to arouse her from her drowsiness, a soft murmur issuing from her pouty lips.

Nina pulled her hand away and bit her lip.

“No,” Janine said softly, “don’t stop. It feels good.” Slowly, lazily, she rolled over onto her back. Her full, round breasts pointed up into the starry sky.

Nina used both hands and caressed Janine’s breasts. They were bronzed by the sun and the nipples stood red and erect. Janine ran her own hands over Nina’s slender body. They stroked each other gently, passionately.

Janine pressed Nina’s head close and kissed her. Their lips met and their tongues timidly intertwined. They pressed their bodies close together and embraced fully, touching, caressing, exploring. They kissed again and fire exploded in them; their mouths met hungrily, their bodies pressed hard together. They moaned together as they touched.

Janine’s hand slipped down and floated lightly over Nina’s thigh. Nina bent her head and stroked Janine’s breast with her tongue. She took the nipple in her mouth and sucked and bit it gently. Janine moaned softly and begged her to go on.

She pushed her hand down, sliding in between Nina’s thighs, and found the wet treasure she sought. “Do you want me to go on, sweetie?” she teased huskily.

“Yes, yes,” Nina sighed. Nina’s pink young womanhood was wet with lust, and Janine penetrated it, invaded it. She delved deeper and sent shock waves thru Nina’s soft body. Nina licked and sucked Janine’s round breasts, nipping and nibbling her nipples until they were bright red. She thrust her own hand into Janine’s moist snatch and felt her shudder and gasp.

“Yes,” Janine breathed. “Fuck me.”

The kissed again and their tongues danced in one another’s mouth. They stroked and probed deeper and harder, rocking their bodies in unison, gasping and moaning in harmony. “Mmmmuhhh, uhhh, uhhh,” Nina whimpered softly. “Yeah….”

Nina fingered Janine’s clitoris, and Janine groaned heavily and bent to kiss and suck Nina’s golden breast. Their moans rose in a lusty crescendo as they sent each other’s young body over the edge into ecstasy.

A raging fire burned in Janine’s body, coursing thru her to her temples; Nina felt white flame sweep thru her as a pounding orgasm took her completely. They thrust together, hard and deep, one final time as, with a dying groan, their ecstasy flowed away.

They parted for a moment, each reveling in the delicious after-glow of warmth. Then they opened their eyes and looked deep into one another. Each of their gazes strayed to the sex-hungry young body spread out before it.

Nina gazed at the stars. “What are we going to do? Are we lesbians?”

“Shh,” Janine shushed. “It doesn’t matter. We just are what we are. Let’s just be.”

Janine’s pubic mound glistened wet; saliva glistened on her breasts and hard, sore nipples. She stared at Nina hungrily again already, and her hand slid down her body to her warm wetness. Nina licked her lips and stared at Janine, her naked young body coming alive again. She raised herself up and moved to kneel over Janine, spreading her legs wide.

“Eat me,” she pleaded, and she pressed Janine’s head up into her pelvic bowl.

Janine breathed hard and stuck out her tongue to taste Nina’s dripping snatch. “Mmmm,” she murmured. And she began to lick hungrily at the warm, juicy lips.

Nina moaned deeply as her still-sensitive little box was teased; she pressed Janine’s head deeper in, swaying gently with the rhythm of the girl’s strong tongue. She ran her hands thru the long dark curls, holding Janine’s head up, pressing it deeper. “Give it to me,” Nina urged. “Deep. OHHH, sweetie, yes! OOOOH!”

Suddenly, a series of spasms shook her young body, orgasm after orgasm, flooding her pussy with musky juice that Janine eagerly lapped up. “UUUHHHH!” she groaned. “Stop! OHHH!” She tried to push Janine’s head away, but to no avail.

Janine lapped up her girlfriend’s flowing juices, thrilled to feel her naked body quivering in her arms over and over. “Please! Oh, God, stop! UNNHH!” the girl begged, but still Janine licked, heartlessly thrusting her friend into the spasms of pleasure again and again.

At last, they parted, and Janine crawled up beside Nina to give her a long wet kiss. Nina licked her own sex off her lover’s sticky mouth, reveling in the aroma. They hugged each other languidly, their restless hands still stroking and caressing.

“God, you made me come so many times!” Nina gasped. “I’ve never felt like that before.”

“I love you, sweetie,” Janine answered. “I wanted to give you the best.”

They lay together in the sand, naked and young and alone in the world, forever linked as friends and lovers.

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