Weekend Samplers: Part 1.

Jack and Angie explore with friends at the campground.

Based on posts by lckscknfck7, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Four-day weekends are always fun, but I rarely have the chance to take advantage of them. Fortunately, on one such weekend a few years ago, an older friend asked my 18 year old girlfriend and me to join him and his wife on a camping trip. It ended up being one of the wildest weekends of my life.

My girlfriend, Angela (Angie, for short), had a reputation of being a bit of a slut before I met her, but I soon found out the reputation was undeserved. She didn't mind watching porn tapes, but when it came to acting out some of those scenes (anal, threesomes, toys), she said she wasn't interested. She preferred giving hand to giving head, and preferred giving head to fucking. I wasn't sure if that was because her previous boyfriends didn't know how to use the equipment they were given, or if she was just uptight about getting pregnant even though she was on the pill. When it came to sex, her options for positions could be counted on one hand.

The Busty Young Babysitter: Part 2

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The Busty Young Babysitter: Part 1

Young Rachel wants John to know what he’s missing, in his cold dark marriage.

By seth p. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Rachel was just pulling her coat on when John came down the stairs. He handed Rachel her payment in cash.

“Thank you, Mr. Greene.” Rachel smiled in gratitude.

“You’re welcome,” he replied. “You deserve every penny. Kathy and I are very happy with you. There is no one that we trust the kids with more than you.”

“Thank you, that means a lot. I love them like they’re my own. I would do anything for you guys.”

Lick Me

"I arrived home to a series of surreptitious notes, posted for my instruction."

By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

It was a long day at work, frustrating and annoying, absolutely loved the fact that it was over. I was ready for my 20 minute ride home, and watching some TV to try to relax, then bed. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect what happened next.

When I arrived home, there was already a car in my driveway, one that I did not recognize. I pulled in behind the vehicle and went and looked inside to see if I recognized it, but nothing looked familiar. I went to the door to my house and it was unlocked.

The Picnic Blanket

Two guys, two girls, a camping picnic on the beach.

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

 

This was her Friday. Rosalie was looking forward to two days off. There was a movie on Netflix she’d been planning to see. Her bathroom needed some painting. She had been thinking of getting a cat. 

As she sat, sipping coffee in the break room, eating her jalapeno tuna fish sandwich, her phone rang. Irritated, she checked the number. Her friends all knew better than to call her during work hours.

But this was Celia, her next-door neighbor. They weren’t especially close, but they did enjoy each other’s company. They had started a garden on the apartment building’s rooftop. And Celia had a key to Rosalie’s apartment in case of emergencies.

“What’s up?” Rosalie asked.

My Sister’s Best Friend

“It’s okay, you can look all you want,"

By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

 

One day just after school had ended, I was relaxing in my family’s pool. My parents were at work and under the impression that I was planning my college future. School had just ended and the last thing that I wanted to do was thing about more school. My sister, who was about a year older than I was, was also enjoying the cool water.

My Wife, The Model?

My wife took out her lingerie and said, “Where do you want me?” I pointed to the window sill.

By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

I have always joked to my wife, that she should be a model, she is a very young attractive thirty two year old with a body of a gymnast.  Kristen, takes great pride in her appearance and works very hard keeping up her figure.  With all of the joking aside, I could imagine her in a little frilly teddy posing for pictures to some European photographer that doesn’t know any English except “Beautiful.”

 Laying Pipe: Part 2

John continued finding the depths of his neighbors.

By Bitterjohnzim. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

Beth crossed the dark guestroom and slapped me, snapping her hand across my left ear and cheek. I reeled away, half-falling to the bed. I caught her second swing, outlined, now, by the exterior lights.

“Beth!” I exclaimed and she stopped straining to strike me. “What the hell are you doing?”

Initially, she was silent, struggling to pull her arm from my hand. We both heard the low drone of the shower in the bathroom and she hissed at me, “You were mine.” I pushed her away and flipped the light switch by the veranda door. A lamp on either side of the bed flickered to life. In the low light of the guestroom, I knew how I would look, naked, muscular and hairy, cock still slick from congress with her daughter. Beth, a gorgeous brunette, was flush, her face red and the magnificent swell of her breasts heaving beneath a fitting tan top.

Weekend Servicing

Just another (not) normal day at work.

by IwishIweredreaming. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Saturdays at work were terrible. It was almost always a pointless day. You’d think it would be an easy day since it’s only a four hour shift, but you would be wrong. Most Saturdays we would only have four cars scheduled and it was almost always just inspection or oil changes. Which would generally leave either a two to three hour gap at the end of the day which always dragged on. Or the cars would be spaced out by a half hour or so and there was still a long gap at the end of the day. In either case it was a long four hours to sit there staring out the window. There usually isn’t even any eye candy to stroll by the parts window. The Saturday shift just plain sucked.

Young Bride: Given In Marriage.

Cecily is a young woman who will get married.

by Lady_Mary. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Chapter 1

I grew up in a very conservative family. My father was the boss in the family business, which was created by his father, which was my grandfather. My mother took care of the house and the children, whatever else she wanted to do the approval had to be given by my father. A wife was to be her husband’s adornment and calling card; I, my sisters and brothers were brought up with this motto.

Cecily? Father is calling you. I was pulled out of the activity by the voice of one of the brothers, Arthur.

I am on my way. I nod as I put my knitting aside. I run it over the fabric of my blue dress a few times to smooth it out and present myself impeccably in front of my father.

My father was a traditionalist. Together with our mother they took care of our impeccable dress. Especially the girls. Our dresses, because that was all we could wear, usually reached our ankles or mid-calf. Anything shorter was inappropriate. Tights were also compulsory. My family believed that ladies from good homes should always have them.

One Every Hour

I got another text from her, “Enjoying yourself?”

 based on a post by Fugman; narrated by Andrew; 

Welcome To Connected Podcast

By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

We’ve been married now for just a few years, Samantha and I. We’ve enjoyed a healthy and exciting sex life so far, with twists and turns every once and a while. I never could have expected what would happen one spring day that Sam was home while I was working.