Destiny Delayed: Part 2

Our romance continues.

In 2 parts, mandroid55. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

We knew each other five weeks. We were in the honeymoon part of our relationship. Things were going great. It was wonderful. But we had to get to know each other better before the relationship moved to the next level.

We had our hour long Wednesday telephone call.

Plans for Friday and Saturday were dinner and a movie.

Marti was wearing a multi orange color spaghetti strap sun dress with matching shoes. She was showing more cleavage than usual. I was wearing a white and blue Hawaiian shirt with tan shorts and topsiders.

Destiny Delayed: Part 1

Marti and I Finally Meet.

In 2 parts, mandroid55. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, 2010

One Thursday night in early June I received a call from my neighbor Sally. Her prominent attorney husband was out of town for a trial. She needed an escort to the metropolitan area's social event of the season, the Tiara Ball, Saturday evening. Being a widower for a year, having attended the ball before and Sally being a knockout I said yes.

Wife Insurance

What will he do if she's gone?

Based on a post by alex tasy. Listen to ►Podcast at Connected.

"Do you wuv your wife, Doug?"

I rolled my eyes. Did this short, balding, lazy-tongued dipshit seriously think that appealing to my affections for my wife was gonna convince me to buy his fucking insurance?

Taking a long sip of bourbon; at least dipshit had the decency to order top-shelf; I remembered my promise to my bud Tony. He'd been hounding me for months, telling me I 'really need to talk to this guy'. Tony wasn't the sort to fall for a line like that any more than I was. He had insisted this was important.

When Dreams Collide

The April and Derrick series.

Based on a post by Deana Bard. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

It's early evening when April is getting ready to go out for a few hours. Freshly showered and sweet-smelling, she puts on tight pair of jeans that enhance her firm thighs. The center seam separates and molds her two round ass cheeks but also tends to accentuate the lips of her pouting pussy. For a top, she chooses a light-colored silk blouse, sans a bra as usual, with the top three buttons undone to show some cleavage and sheer enough to just make out the darkness of her nipples.

Jury Duty Perks

Jury Duty Perks

Jury duty can be rewarding.

Based on a post by Mdiver. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

This is a story about two people who live a few miles apart and, except for the addresses, received identical letters a jury summons.

 

CAROL

Damn, damn, damn! I exclaimed after reading the letter. Fuck, I don t need this.

I re-read the summons again and this time noticed that on a certain day and time I was to call the number listed to see if my group was excused.

The next day I showed the letter to my boss. There might be a chance I ll be called, I stated in a calmer voice than the previous time. If I do, it could put a hole in my schedule and we have that Logan account that s nearly ready to be finalized. Should I try to get out of jury duty?

Root Hollow: Part 2

New Year, Motherhood, and home life decisions.

Based on a post by Baztrachian, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Shauna was up just before Kelsey was done in the shower and she went about making breakfast. Jim was his usual chipper self when the three of them sat down for their morning repast.

The conversation was pretty light and they talked about their plans for the New Year.

Jim and Shauna had ideas about finishing out the remaining two bedrooms on the house. And then the conversation turned to Kelsey.

Root Hollow: Part 1

College girl has to move home and makes a risky decision.

Based on a post by Baztrachian, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Kelsey had been doing pretty good after graduating from junior college. She'd landed a decent job with a promising California company two years prior and she'd been dating a coworker and that was looking good too. The tall and slim redhead fit in well with the Silicon Valley fashion scene and she rather enjoyed being able to pull off some of the more interesting styles. Back at home she was just called 'skinny'.

Jenna’s Anal Tryst: Part 2

Jenna Teaches hubby.

Based on a post by m jar65, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

One week later Nick and I were in the same hotel again and quickly we were naked and fucking. Again there was lots of oral and I sucked his cock nice and long and Nick ate my slit till I was cumming all over his face.

I was so ready and so wanting that cock in my backside that Nick had to calm me down. Soon he was eating my slit and slipping a finger in and out of my ass. It was just as sensational the second time and I loved the stretching and the rubbing inside my little hole. Nick was so wonderful and he just kept going till I came in his mouth twice. Then he flipped me onto my front and straight away I got myself into the right position for him.

Jenna’s Anal Tryst: Part 1

The good wife finds a teacher.

Based on a post by m jar65, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Sometimes married women like myself have sex with other men and sometimes we have really complex reasons for wanting to do that. I can say that based on personal experience. I wanted to share my story so I asked m jar65 to help me write it down. I did that because I was so angry at the comments from 'anonymous' readers who hate women and think that women should always be under the control of men. These men are pathetic losers and I think they pretty much realize that women hate them back for their attitudes.

Native Girl of the Glades

He is attracted to a very exotic, different kind of lady.

By Swampcooler. Subscribe & Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The first time Luther ever laid eyes on Sadie, the only way to describe his reaction to her is to say that he had an incredible, almost scary, feeling of awe. He also knew he could fall in love with her. It was a warm, muggy day in early May, and he was hiking at a community park near the campus of the university he attended in Florida.

It was a large park, some of it open, some of it wooded, with picnic tables, tennis courts, a playground, and clean restrooms. There was a large lake with a trail all the way around the circumference of it. One lap around the lake was about two-and-a-half miles, so Luther would often run or walk from his apartment to the park, take a lap around the lake, and then head back, and he’d get himself a pretty good workout.

Tutoring Tess

Neighbor's daughter seeks out widower next door, to help her with human sexuality lessons.

By SilverFoxMullet - Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 I was folding the last of my laundry, there wasn't much with just myself left in the house. My son had got married and moved to British Columbia. My wife passed on 2 years ago. Just me now, enjoying a much-too-quiet life.

Then the doorbell rang. I went to the door and opened it, only to find my neighbour's daughter Tess standing on his front porch. I'd watched her grow up next door.

My Sheep Girl: Part 3.

Sorting things out with my parents.

Based on a post  by SquattingEagle. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Now that morning had arrived, it was finally time to learn who this unknown blonde goddess really was.

The early morning sun shone in through the many cracks and holes in the weathered planks that made up the roof and siding of the dusty old barn, bathing everything inside in a dim, yellowish light. The girl was still sleeping peacefully, with her head on my shoulder and her arm draped around my chest, her breathing regular and deep and slow. Because of how she was lying, I still couldn’t see much of her face, and what I could see was largely obscured by the curly wisps of blonde hair.

My Sheep Girl: Part 2.

She seems so familiar?

Based on a post  by SquattingEagle. Listen to the ►Podcast at Explicit Novels.

The girl was shivering in my arms as the cool night breeze chilled the damp skin of her back. Although I wouldn’t mind fooling around a little more, I didn’t want her to catch a cold, or worse. I was feeling around for her sweater when my hand landed on something soft and furry. Picking it up, I recognized it as the woolly tail the girl had been wearing around her waist. At some point while we were having sex, the ribbon had come undone and the tail fell off.

“You've lost your thingy” I said.

My Sheep Girl: Part 1.

I found true love while participating in one of my hometown’s little known, but deeply cherished local traditions.

Based on a post  by SquattingEagle. Listen to the ►Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

Island folklore.

Hi, I'm Jethro, I’m nineteen years old and I live with my parents and two younger sisters on one of the small islands off the east coast of Ireland. Although, to be truthful, that’s where I used to live, as I'm currently spending most of my days on the mainland, attending university. But the island will always be home to me and once I’ve graduated, I’ll surely go back. There's just something special about life on a small, isolated island like ours that simply can’t be found anywhere else.

Oktoberfest Origins

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JoAnne’s Christmas Curse: Part 2

A Bike Messenger Received.

Based on a post by Todd 1 72, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

In the morning, JoAnne only found one skirt and jacket; with a remarkable short skirt. And the only shoes had six inch spike heels. Fortunately the long wool overcoat was back, so at least she could probably make it to the office without being ravished, although as horny as she was waking up, any ravishing was more likely to be her doing anyway.

JoAnne’s Christmas Curse: Part 1

The Merry Misadventures of the Christmas Cursed.

Based on a post by Todd 1 72, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The Curse.

JoAnne forced her way brusquely through the dense crowd toward the Thai place on the corner. Lord, she hated holiday shopping; screaming brats, the jarring sounds of ringing bells, the constant fucking "gimme, gimme, gimme" of the damn "charity" workers. As if they weren't really there to guilt you into forking over the goddamn money. And all these fucking people just kept on bumping against her, wrinkling her $2000 black skirt and jacket power suit. Didn't they have somewhere to be, didn't people work anymore?

Jane Gets Back in the Game: Part 2

Getting it on with Gus.

By Buckingbronco33. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Chloe will be at Chester's tonight, let's go back to my place." Gus grabbed my hand and pulled me quickly through the crowd and out of the door. I waved to Chloe on the way out and she shot me a wink. When we hit the night air, Gus turned back to me and brought me quickly into him, grabbing my face with his free hand and kissing me deeply. He stepped forward and pressed my back against the apartment wall forcefully. He moaned slightly into my mouth and squeezed me tighter up against him, while his tongue played with mine. As he pulled away, his teeth grazed my bottom limp and I became almost too weak to stand. He pulled my arm over his shoulder, wrapped his around my waist, and headed towards my apartment.

Jane Gets Back in the Game: Part 1

Girl was cheated on, finds her groove, after build-up at the party.

By Buckingbronco33. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Are you almost ready, Jane?" Chloe called through the bathroom door of our shared apartment.

"Not even close, dude. Remind me why I am doing this again? I just want to stay in tonight and watch Desperate Housewives." I called back, while I sat on the edge of the bathtub, flipped through a magazine, and avoided getting ready. Chloe barreled in, unhappy with my response.

"Jane, buck up! Archie was a dick and you didn't deserve the way that he treated you, but it has been two months! It is time to get back out there and start experiencing life again. You can't hide in this apartment forever," she said as she moved my legs to sit beside me on the bathtub. I stuck my tongue out at her and continued flipping through the magazine.

Offers I Couldn't Refuse: Part 2

Ditzy Donna and Ralphie's first Christmas.

Based on a post by Kirk 48 2002, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

There was a crash in the living room and Paulie Toucan's head popped in the semi open door. "Hey you love birds, where you want the tree?" Three more heads looked around the door. Donna and I scrambled for our clothes.

"Don't get dressed on my account," said the pickpocket.

"Don't you believe in knocking? What broke out there?" I asked, shielding Donna from their gaze as she got decent.

"Did something break?" asked the stupid looking one.

"I heard something smash," I replied, pushing my way out to the living room. There was the tree, or part of the tree sitting in the room on top of my glass top coffee table that now was in a thousand pieces. The top part of the tree was still out the door in the hallway and out the common entry door. "I thought you said you were going to cut it," I said furiously.

Offers I Couldn't Refuse: Part 1.

Ditzy Donna and Ralphie's first Christmas.

Based on a post by Kirk 48 2002, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

"I really did used to like the holidays," grumbled Ralphie Persons Junior; as he rubbed the same spot on his head that he'd whacked several times in a row on the same slanted ceiling beam. It was the first weekend in December, and he was crawling around the attic, looking for boxes of holiday decorations, that his mother wanted hauled downstairs and put up, the day after Thanksgiving. Having just started his first term at community college, Ralphie Jr. managed to dodge that bullet by complaining that he had a couple of papers due in English Composition and Early American History. The papers being due the Monday after Thanksgiving was true, but he'd left out the part that they were already finished. With a mighty grunt, he shoved a box of Easter lawn decorations aside and hit his head again. That time he saw stars. "If she wants them down so bad, why doesn't she do it?" he grumbled louder to himself.

A Milky College Encounter

A college science project and Alice's milky mess.

By Aester - Listen to the ►podcast at Steamy Stories.

It was the last day of the biology 101 project. With Alice and I having missed the first lesson we had to finish up the project while the rest of the class started the regular lessons again. As we walked through the hallway, to the independent study area, I walked slightly behind her, so I could steal glances at her magnificent ass. I really had hit the jackpot with this project; by a stroke of luck we were both not present for the first lesson, which meant we got paired up automatically as the only remaining college freshman students.

The Nymph's Pool: Part 2.

Two teens join the ancient secret society of the Nymph Pool.

Based on a post by WatchingCloud. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

"Needless to say, we did a lot of skinny dipping in those years," Mike said. "Carol and I, both of your parents, and a couple others, we were down here almost every nice weekend for several years. Lots of good times."

"Sounds like it," Maya said. "Though I have trouble picturing my parents skinny dipping, especially with anyone else."

"Oh, you might be surprised about your parents," Mike said. "Both of you."

The Nymph's Pool: Part 1.

Two teens discover their parents' secret swimming hole.

Based on a post by WatchingCloud. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

The cabin was just as Josh remembered from the family vacations of his youth; a sturdy, inviting structure built of native logs, concealing within its bowels three bedrooms and all the amenities of a full-sized house in the city. At least two or three times a year, from as early as he could remember and until his family moved to another state when he reached middle school, he had come here as a guest of the Thorntons.

Sacrificing Her Dignity, or Her Husband’s Life?

The doctor tells her what she has to do to save her husband.

Based on a post by Dan Draper. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Robert’s Decline.

The wait was excruciating for Robert Carson. He and his wife, Stella, have been waiting in the doctor's office for nearly half an hour, waiting for the results of his medical tests. Robert hasn't been feeling well for several months. No other doctor has been able to figure out what was wrong with him. The other doctors were able to determine that it was not cancer or a heart condition, which Robert was grateful to hear, but still couldn't come up with any other explanation for what was wrong with him.

Two of Stella’s lady friends recently lost their husbands, and Robert’s condition seems very similar to those men. The widows weren’t as helpful as Stella hoped. Connie just said; “I guess I knew Bill was going downhill. It’s one thing to prolong living, but why prolong dying, Stella?”