Fortune Cookies and Damn Luck: Part 3

I wanted to give her what she was begging for.

Based on a post by SandyMarl, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

 

Rory laid flat on her back, watching the stars twinkle through the humid summer night's sky. Rory looked like she was an artistic nude which had been sculpted out of the cream-colored limestone block underneath her. I ran my fingers through her wet hair as she spoke to me in a faraway hush. I loved the smell of her wet hair. I loved the smooth feel of her skin. I loved her little chirps, moans and squeaks as I romanced her. I loved how easy and fun she was to be with. It was a perfect summer night, a night of good fortune.

Fortune Cookies and Damn Luck: Part 2

My admission of my inexperience.

Based on a post by SandyMarl, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

 

Far from mocking me, this young woman seemed to be encouraging me. Understanding that I could trust Rory with my secrets gave me a feeling of protective invincibility toward her. A heavy weight evaporated from my gut, I felt weightless and ready to float away to heaven. We were enchanted with one another and enchanted by the giddy possibility of tonight's potential. Potential to go to new places with one another, places which neither of us had been able to reach in our earlier, awkward younger days.

Fortune Cookies and Damn Luck: Part 1

An accidental date and two fortune cookies lead to romance.

Based on a post by SandyMarl, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, 2010

 

Amanda was the kind of friend who was always full of great ideas. But; Amanda was not the kind of friend who always followed through on her great ideas.

Amanda posted one of her great ideas after final exams; "Hey everyone! If you're staying in town over the summer, let's all get together for Chinese food. 2Nite at 6. Be at that little hole-in-the-wall across town, The Wok and Roll. C U there!"

Save World - Get Girl: Part 3

Competition becomes Tittilation.

Based on the post of MsCherylTerra, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

I completely forgot that I was just in my panties, otherwise I probably wouldn't have sandwiched myself between the seats again as I lunged for the keys. It didn't even cross my mind until I turned the ignition unsuccessfully twice and swore.

"We drained the battery," I groaned. "Shit. My mom's going to be a nightmare about this."

"Uh-huh," came the somewhat-distracted response from behind me, and that's when I realized my ass was basically in Ashton's face.

At least that time I wasn't stuck on the ice scraper. I crawled as gracefully as I could out from the space between the seats, which was not gracefully at all, and looked at him. Lightning picked that moment to flash again, muted by the filter of fog that clung to the car windows. Brightness hung in the air, flickering slightly as it revealed Ashton hurriedly adjusting the front of his boxers. He looked up, alarmed, and I looked down, enthralled by the sight of something very stiff tenting the fabric.

Save World - Get Girl: Part 2

Player 2 arrives.

Based on the post of MsCherylTerra, in 3 parts. Listen to the ►Podcast at My First Time.

At no point in the history of time or space would I have thought I'd end up geeking out over The Circlet of Nianus with Ashton Halliday. I mean, at no point would I have ever thought I'd end up sitting in the backseat of my car, chatting excitedly about games we'd recently played and upcoming ones we were looking forward to. There was no reason for me to think we'd get into a heated debate about which Final Fantasy was best, or that he'd have bad enough taste to claim that Final Fantasy VII was better than Final Fantasy VI.

"Next you're going to tell me you think Wheatley is a better villain than GLaDOS," he groaned.

Save World - Get Girl: Part 1

She's ready for player two.

Based on the post of MsCherylTerra, in 3 parts. Listen to the ►Podcast at My First Time.

Player one is me, Ramona Roth. I’m nineteen, blue hair, pierce eyebrow, former president of the student council, virgin.

War is hell, they say, but I say they're wrong.

Hell is insanity, and insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

Hell is false hopes and flagrant disappointment.

Hell is knowing that the squabbling of Ilyra, the princess from the far-off planet of Nianus, and Jostok, the snarky-but-pleasantly-ripped humanoid alien soldier from Quighnan, would attract the attention of Izzon's monstrous space beast.

It's knowing that the beast would destroy the vent your plucky band of misfits was crawling through.

It's knowing that you'd all tumble into the cavernous belly of the spaceship with only the last-second triggering of a force-field from your omni-cuff to prevent you from turning into gizzard soup on the space-grey floor.

Pining for Madison: Part 3

Becky Is Not A Chaperone.

By Secretauthor2021, in 5 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

I continued for another hour and a half before finally calling it a day. The garden was looking great, and Mrs. Taylor was extremely grateful. I even got a "looks good" response from Mr. Taylor: definite progress.

"Would it be okay if I used your shower to clean up?" I asked Mrs. Taylor.

"Of course, dear. There should be fresh towels already out."

"Lovely, thanks, Mrs. Taylor."

I was just about to go up the stairs when Madison and Becky were coming down in the opposite direction.

Pining for Madison: Part 2

We make our own assignments.

By Secretauthor2021, in 5 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

"This stuff is warmer than I'd thought it would be and so thick."

"It's a nightmare to get out of hair too," I added.

"Just as well I shave everything then isn't it."

Madison climbed back on to the bed and laid down next to me. We both stared at the ceiling.

Madison turned her head to the side to face me, so I mirrored her.

I could see her eyes looking directly into mine.

Pining for Madison: Part 1

A school assignment changes everything.

By Secretauthor2021, in 5 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

The teacher sat there, just staring outward from his desk. He wore a look that said he didn't want to be here anymore than we did.

The classroom itself was virtually empty. It was just me and one other student.

It was a girl called Madison and she was sitting on the far end of the table, opposite me.

I could see she was busy writing away on a piece of paper, prompting me to glance down at the piece of paper in front of me. I appeared to have written down 'I love Madison' at least a hundred times.

The Mail-order Space Bride.

He had to wait five years for her.

Based on a post by Farmer jill. Listen to the Podcast at My First Time.

Forward: This story is about a first time, two virgins no less. However, the setting is in a dystopian future. If sci-fi is not your thing, you might still like this. Be brave.

Many are fascinated by the concept of the "mail order bride." It still occurs today, but with instant communications, etc., it is not as interesting or romantic as back in the "good old days" of the American Wild West. Maybe this will happen again one day in the future, who knows?

Marco’s Day of Choosing

Marco Mendes finished climbing until he reached the top of the hill. It wasn't a mountain or even a very tall hill, those were for the rich. He wanted one last look around at his part of the Rio-Paulo Metropolitan Area before he left. Colloquially known as Rio Paolo or Super Favela. Marco had been told that Rio Paolo had over 150 million inhabitants. Rio Paolo is a city in what used to be the old country of Brazil. Not that long ago, Brazil had that many people in the whole country. He couldn't confirm this because there was no longer access to the internet, nor were there things called "encyclopedias." The old timers talked about being able to "google" anything on the internet, but that was before the changes. Now only the rich could "google" things if that even still existed. Books didn't exist at all. Everything was on screens, and the screens only showed what was allowed by the ‘Corporate Council’.

It Took Cupid’s Army

Can I woo the girl who knows my embarrassing childhood?

Based on a post by Mac G. Listen to the podcast at Connected.

Even though it is right in front of you, you don't always see what's good for you. Sometimes you need a little nudge. This is about a couple of mine.

When I was five, Jenny's family moved in directly across the street from us. Our families became good friends right away. Due to the fact that there was nobody else our age living nearby (Jenny is three months older than I am), we soon became inseparable.

The Funeral Courtship

Abandoned Childhood wishes, finally fulfilled.

Based on a post by secret sexy writer. Listen to the ►Podcast at Connected.

I had known Alex Newberry my entire life. He was the boy down the street during my childhood, the boy behind me throughout school, and the boy who I always wished would see me as more than just "one of the boys." Especially since I was a girl.

But I'd never pressed for anything more. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. His family was my second family. Even his nana considered me as her granddaughter.

The Freak: Part 3.

Trouble in Paradise before I take revenge.

Based on a post by Senor Longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

What happened to your face, Jack?

You did, I replied with a little chuckle.

Oh, no! Did I pee on you? I'm so sorry.

No; no; it's not urine. Did you have seven orgasms?

I don t know. I kind of lost track. I don t know what you did to me, but it was incredible. I came quickly and then I kept on cumming and cumming. I didn't think it was ever going to stop.

Well, every time you came I got flooded. I don t know what it was, but I m glad I was able to do it for you.

The Freak: Part 2.

I learn to love my Catholic School girl.

Based on a post by Senor Longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

THE FREAK; Part 2

We were in my car and on our way when Barbara asked, Would you'really have fought with that guy?

No; I knew he'd back off. He was all mouth. If he really wanted to hurt me he and his buddies would have jumped me without any warning. How about we get some seafood tonight? I know of a good restaurant just down the road in Bronxville. Barbara agreed and ten minutes later we were seated at a table, menus in our hands.

The Freak: Part 1.

The man with two birthdays.

Based on a post by Senor Longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

PROLOGUE.

My legal name is John; John Joseph French, but nobody who knows me; not even a single teacher; calls me by my legal name. My family calls me Jack or JJ. All my friends call me Freak. it's not an insult. it's a term of endearment. After all, how many people do you know who celebrate two birthdays? I have my original one; November 12, 1942; and I have my Re-birthday ; March 27, 1951. It was the'day I almost died. It was the'day I was reborn. It was the'day my life changed forever.

“Sure Thing” Network: Part 1

The girls network, and Fifty shades of virginity.

Based on a post by reader4175. Listen to the Podcast on My First Time.

Kaitlin.

Being nearly a year older, I developed physically and mentally at a pace the other guys couldn’t keep. It helped me get the girls’ attention and interest.

Sadly, my academic development was nothing to boast about.

Kaitlin was a sporty little blonde, with tiny tits, a tight ass, brown eyes, a great smile and perfect teeth.

Shaping Michelle

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My Coed Orienting Adventure

Two Random hikers, a secluded spot, a field manual.

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

One of the big lessons I learned the summer I graduated from high school was that if something is worth doing, it's worth doing even if it was your mother's idea. The Park Department was putting on a series of new events for young adults, and my mother kept bugging me to go to one of them. "It will get you out of the house," she'd say. "You love the outdoors. It will give you a chance to meet people." By people she meant girls. Here I was, eighteen, and I still didn't have a girlfriend. She was afraid I'd be a bachelor all my life.

The Antebellum Pussie Possie: Part 9

Harvest Boasting

By Bardot1990. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Annie s new swim mate

Her Story

(The following story is set in Northeast Louisiana in December 1844, the antebellum South. It is a harvest celebration. The language used is authentically Southern from the time period. All of the characters mentioned herein are between 18 and 21 years of age. This is the first of a series of stories told from both the female and the male perspectives.)

Friday night finally arrived. East Louisianans from far and near showed up for the celebration, some with slaves in tow. The Leone's, the Bannisters, the Greens, the Thompkins, the Jenkins, the Mullins, the Gastons, the Harknesses and a plethora of other farm families showed up along with various riff raff, drunks and drifters looking for a good time. Or a fight. The Harvest Dance attracted attendees from all walks of life.

The Antebellum Pussie Possie: Part 7

Nightcrawling the Triplets

By Bardot1990. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Annie s new swim mate

Night Crawling with the Thompkins Triplets

"He say I 'posed to suck he cock when he get here. He say he got a big un," Beulah Thompkins commented offhandedly as she scrubbed a berry stain from a white linen shirt.

"Dey all say dat," her sister Miriam snipped back. "What he gon' giv'n you if'n you does?" Her dark hands were lathered in lye soap.