Tell Me A Story: Part 2

Tell Me A Story: Part 2

A Campfire Reunion of Friends.

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

All eyes were on Stephanie as she took a drink of her wine and started.

Stephanie's Story.

"It happened when I was working at the electronics store, it was before I went to college. My manager was a skinny curves in all the right places beautiful blonde, everyone had a crush on her. I was little heavier, dark haired and although I still had curves, they were not as pronounced as hers. The fact that this store is more frequented by men, I had to do something that would make them want to come talk to me. So I started wearing skin tight outfits, I needed to get the commission and if the guys went to my boss, that left me with scraps.

Tell Me A Story: Part 1

Tell Me A Story: Part 1

A Campfire Reunion of Friends.

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

Forward.

My friends and I go way back to the high school days, we've all gone our separate ways since those days, but we try to get back together every couple of years. Our get together was coming up in a few days and I was eager to see them all again. We were all now in our mid thirties, so we have grown up a little, some of us still need more growing, but that's a different story.

This year we were doing a picnic sleepover at Steve's house because he had a huge area outside with a fireplace and a hot tub. Steve has done well since college and he liked to splurge when it came to having his friends over. Since some of us were traveling it was nice not to have to worry about hotel rooms as Steve set up a huge tent in the back for all of us. All the plans were made and we we're all excited to get together again.

Sexual Equity - Orientation: Part 2

Sexual Equity: Part 2

An orientation to the obligations of Sexual Equity.

In 4 parts, by oolonroosevelt. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Forward: About New Dorset.

New Dorset is an island, and nation-state, in the northeast Pacific. Located 450 km southwest of the Baja California peninsula, it is the largest territory (other than Antarctica) to have no native population when first discovered by Europeans. It was first discovered in 1533 by Spanish explorers, but no Spanish presence was ever established, and it was disputed between Spain and Britain until Spain withdrew its claim in 1815. It was colonized by the British beginning in the early 1800s, and given its independence along with other British dominions in 1931.

Sexual Equity: Part 1

Sexual Equity: Whosoever..

 A Sci Fi Fantasy Story.

Ryan makes a visit to the West Service Rooms.

In 4 parts, by oolonroosevelt. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.

And Whosoever Will Be First Among You, Let Her Be Your Servant.

Ryan looks up at the stately building. He last visited here on a Grade 6 field trip, seven years ago. This would be a very different experience.

Ryan walks through the main door, passes through a scanner at a security checkpoint, and follows signs downstairs to the West Service Rooms, where another security guard waits behind a window.

"I'm Ryan Ganter, I have a 1400 hours appointment," he says to the guard.

A Night of Sweet Treats: Part 2

A Night of Sweet Treats And Deflowering: Part 2.

The Consummations. 

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

Sam's eyes grew wide as he grinned. "You really did think of everything, didn't you?"

"Yep." I placed the box on the table beside the couch, then stood before Sam and slowly took off my dress. I was trembling with excitement, and as his hungry stare moved over me, I felt my nipples harden beneath my stretch lace underwire bra.

"You're beautiful, Iris," he whispered.

A Night of Sweet Treats: Part 1

A Night of Sweet Treats And Deflowering: Part 1.

Iris and Sam have a sexy ‘deflowering’ party for two on Halloween.

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

On a beautiful late October afternoon, Sam and I decided to eat lunch outside the call center where we worked. Sitting on a wooden bench near the building entrance, we dug into the sandwiches we'd brought from home.

His Desired Girl: Part 3

His Desired Girl: Part 3

Finding an ideal Emily?

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

"How; how big am I gonna get?" she asked, trying and failing to hide her arousal.

Jessica smiled. "Why don't we ask Jacob?" she said, turning to the doorway.

He couldn't do it.

"I said, why don't we ask Jacob?"

He couldn't go in there. He could taste Emily's essence in the air. There was no way for him to hide his erection, and he had no chance of calming himself down until he was away from her. It took all of his concentration just to keep himself from cumming in his pants.

"Oh, come out here, you big baby."

Before he knew what was happening, he was gripped by the arm and pulled bodily into the bathroom.

"Jacob?!" Emily yelped.

His Desired Girl: Part 2

His Desired Girl: Part 2

Is Jacob Transforming Emily?

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

Emily stood in the bathroom stall, frowning at the stain in the back of her skirt.

She had already been getting wet from the furtive glances she had been receiving all day; Hannah's shocked expression in first period was particularly stimulating; but seeing Jacob just stare at her in obvious arousal had her absolutely drenched. This was easily the wettest she'd ever gotten in public. As it was, she might have to spend next period in the bathroom to wait for her skirt to dry out.

His Desired Girl: Part 1

His Desired Girl: Part 1

After Jacob asks her out, Emily's body begins to change.

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

After finding out how Jacob feels about her, Emily's body begins to change, and Jacob can't help but notice that her transformation is conforming to his deepest fantasies.

"Ugh, lab reports suck," Emily said before slumping over onto the table.

Jacob chuckled. "Can't argue with that."

The two lab partners were sitting together in the school library, attempting to work on their AP biology homework, though at this point Emily wasn't above some idle distraction.

Power of Dirndls & Lederhosen: Part 2

Power of Dirndls and Lederhosen: Part 2

Hans finds his confidence and the fraulein, too.

Based on the post by cb summers, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

PART TWO – October 6, 1992

Normally I found it impossible to be spontaneous around hot chicks like this, but something about being in that costume, thinking about my grandfather’s irrepressible charm brought out a boldness in me which I didn’t normally possess. I put my arm around this hot, blue-eyed fraulein and said, in my worst German accent, “Yah, and dis here is mein liebchen, Helga Boob en schteen.”

She corrected me comically, “Not Boob en schteen, Boob en schtein!” Everyone in the entire room laughed themselves silly. Then Helga loudly introduced the girls. “May I introducen mein fellow pledges from ze Tau Nu Upsilon Sorority? Ya, dis here is Gertruda Cock en suck en.”

Power of Dirndls & Lederhosen: Part 1

The Power of Dirndls And Lederhosen: Part 1

Hans channels his grandfather’s German roots, to overcome his inadequacies with women.

Based on the post by cb summers, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

September 22

October was almost here. Outside, a cold, gusty wind was blowing the freshly fallen leaves across the campus commons. But I was warm in my room, snuggled under the covers, devouring chapter seven of Advanced Organic Chemistry. I had a test scheduled for the next morning, but studying wasn’t a chore for a nerd like me. It was a joy. I was basking in the awesome power of carbon, and the stunning ways it had chemically combined with other compounds over the unimaginable eons of time to form the very basis of life itself.

Bunny and the Slopes: Part 5

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Facing the Consequences.

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

By the time she was fully awake, Susan was suddenly transformed from a limp body, to an energetic participant, almost the exact reversal of what had happened as he ate her pussy. One instant she was limp, and the next she was lunging up against him, her fingernails scraping his back, her vocal chords once again yelling "Oh Fuck; Oh Yes!; Oh Fuck Yes!"

Both of them were lucky. Jack was lucky because by missing the trauma of initial penetration, Susan was placed in a position to welcome an orgasm much sooner than she would otherwise have been. Susan was lucky because Jack's overstressed control gave up sooner than he should have if he'd have been a patient and considerate lover.

Bunny and the Slopes: Part 4

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Ronda's Revenge.

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

Chapter Seven.

Inside the motor home, in the middle of the motor home, both Jerry and Doug were fired up at the thought that they had spurted in naked pussies. The girls weren't impressed, but both boys pressed their advantage, saying that, since there had been an 'accident', it wouldn't matter any more. Both boys had displayed still hard cocks to their mates, and had more or less wrestled the girls into submission. That's what Susan saw happening as she peeked through the blinds.

What she Didn't see happening, was what was going on in the back of the big coach. Randy, once he got his hands on Melody's big melons, overcame the remaining vestiges of her resistance as he worked her shirt open and his mouth attacked her spiked nipples. As, for only the second time in her life, Melody felt a male sucking at her stiff nips, she melted.

Bunny and the Slopes: Part 3

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Confessions and Accusations.

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

Chapter Five.

All three girls, once dressed, had run off giggling, to see what was going on. Tiffany claimed to know where the black diamond slope ended and mentioned that Doug and Randy would be there too. Jack had a sinking feeling that everything was coming unraveled. He had visions of the motor home rocking on its springs as three boys lustily fucked three girls, squirting them full of babies in the process.

Bunny's Inquisition.

Bunny was already in the room when Jack got there, his now shrunken todger, firmly in his pants.

Bunny and the Slopes: Part 2

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Bunny Awakes To Learn The Truth.

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

"Owah" screeched Linda. The only thing that saved them both from a horrible situation is that Linda had mostly broken her own hymen in the process of learning to use a tampon. Her mother had told her it might cause some pain, and when that pain materialized she gritted her teeth and shoved the cardboard tube up inside her. Anything was better than using those thick, uncomfortable messy pads.

And, just now, when she lost her virginity to a real, live cock, she was soaked with her own lubricating fluids as her body produced the slippery stuff it knew would be needed for this very thing. He arousal also caused her vaginal wals to enlarge for the phallic accommodation.

Bunny and the Slopes: Part 1

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Bunny chaperons the senior ski trip.

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

Bunny thought it would be fun to be a sponsor for the senior ski trip, especially since Jack, a handsome teacher she'd always wanted to get to know better was going to be her co-sponsor. The trip was everything she could have dreamed of; and that included a couple of nightmares.

Chapter One.

Bunny's crush.

Bunny Johnson was looking forward to the ski trip she had agreed to co-sponsor for the High School Seniors in the travel club at Smoky Hill High School in Buckwell a county seat, just an hour north of Oklahoma City.

She'd never been skiing herself, but it didn't look too hard and she loved snow and cold weather. Her position as History teacher and Drama coach for the school kept her very busy, and this was one of the only ways she was able to get away and have some fun. Besides that, she figured that chaperoning kids who would be graduating in just a few months, and who could be expected to be more responsible than younger kids, might not be that much work either.

Rachel’s Virginity Preservation: Part 3

Rachel’s epic search for pleasure, while keeping her virginity.

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

Cam was all smiles when she arrived, effusive with compliments over how gorgeous he thought she looked. That helped clear the air, and the two fell right back into their conversation, picking up where they left off and talking into the night until the place closed down and they were forced to leave.

Rachel’s Virginity Preservation: Part 2

Rachel’s epic search for pleasure, while keeping her virginity.

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

Rachel stared at herself in her bathroom mirror before going across the street to meet him. She was playing coy, but was under no misconceptions about what she wanted. She looked at her body as she zipped her sweatshirt over her naked breasts. A lot had happened since that night in the tent after prom, she had learned a lot. She had learned what she wanted and couldn't have. She learned how to suck cock. She wondered if Tim had learned a lot too.

Rachel’s Virginity Preservation: Part 1

Rachel’s epic search for pleasure, while keeping her virginity.

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

Forward: This is a story featuring Rachel from the explicit novel, “Sex Ed. Lessons”. meant to flesh out her side of the journey. While it would definitely make things richer if you've read that series, this is written to stand on its own. And if you have read that series, and you notice that some small details don't exactly line up with the events of ‘Sex Ed Lessons’, don't worry about it.

My Sexy Math-lete

First time doing the Math Major virgin in a dorm room.

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

I love math, and I like to think I'm good at it. It wasn't my major, but in my first semester of college I took the standard calculus course everyone in science and engineering takes. I thought I was picking it up fairly well because I could do the homework, and spent more time on my other courses.

Then came the first test. We got them back on a Friday just after lunch, and I was shocked. As I stood there looking at the red numbers; 63. Nearly a failing grade, I heard the girl next to me say, "Looks like you maybe got a little overconfident, Jack?" I hadn't wanted her, or anyone else to see the pathetic grade.

She was a math major who had sat next to me starting with the second week. She tossed her shoulder-length brown hair back and looked up at me. Until now I hadn't paid a lot of attention to her, even though there weren't many girls in the class, or, for that matter, in this entire university.

Online Roleplay Intimacy.

An Interactive Gaming Tryst Becomes More.

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

Mitch Cooke is a fifty-four year old widower. His wife Darla, of thirty-two years passed away from cancer two years ago. He's a great-looking guy for his age. He works out regularly, so he's well toned. It's hard to find any fat on him. He spends his spare time camping and hiking.

He stands tall at six feet, four inches. Roughly two hundred pounds. His hair prematurely grayed in his early twenties, and his steel gray eyes gives him a somewhat scary look.

He's a highly skilled network engineer at one of the top ten accounting firms in the world. Mitch is well respected by his friends and colleagues.

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.