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.

I loved learning. I loved science. I loved textbooks. They allowed me to escape myself. In textbooks I wasn’t a loveless, lonely virgin. I wasn’t an awkward, babbling dork. I didn’t have a disappointing body with deep pockmarks from a high-school bout with acne, and crooked teeth from parents too poor to pay for braces.

Oktoberfest In South Germany

Beautiful German Girl at the Munich October-fest.

By Stonemarten, Listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories.

One of my favorite things in the World is beautiful women dressed in their dirndls, which is the traditional, female dress of Bavaria and Austria. The women look amazing in their dirndls with pushed-up breasts showing ample cleavage, whereas guys in lederhosen look a bit silly really, sorry lads.

Oktoberfest Origins

How a Young Prince Frederick celebrated his wedding to Princess Charlotte, and started a great Bavarian tradition.

Based on the work of Mumfreds. Listen to the podcast at steamy stories.

In 1808 people of Württemberg lived in the convergence of three cultures. The masculine lead industry and agriculture of the Germans, the Swiss provided enlightenment of the sciences, and the French liberality and arts added a healthy dose of libertine free thinking and even a tolerance for kinkiness.

But Württemberg was moving forward with the final demise of the Holy Roman Empire just a few years earlier.

 Napoleon had just defeated the Austrian military and established a new Confederation of the Rhine.

 The ethnic German people were split apart  and some were under the Austrian protectorate, while the Rhine was under French protectorate on both sides of the Rhine river, including the German homeland.

The Babysitter's Therapy for a Whipped Husband

Paul is a sad guy, so his babysitter makes him an offer. (erotic Coupling)

By Jake501501. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Elle was our babysitter, and I had been looking at her for the last six months. I am a horrible person, probably.

She was 21 and in college, and I was just 31, so it's not like the age was that super creepy.

 But I was married, well technically; my wife and I were trying what our therapist called a "trial separation with cohabitation," which basically meant I'd been sleeping on the couch for a month. We needed Elle once a week so we could go to counseling, which was an excuse for me to get into a room with my wife and have her tell me why I was horrible.

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.

 When my son had moved out ten years ago, my wife and I had occasionally babysat little Tess. It had been nice having kids around the house again. She'd grown up into an intelligent, pretty young girl. She'd also been devastated why Marie had died.

Human Sexuality 3O1: Part 4

Samantha’s New Toy.

Based on a post by smalltitslovr, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.



of my thighs slide against each. I knew if Tristan didn't stop soon, I would have an entire other problem.

Finally, Tristan stopped. He put the remote back on the bench, and stood up. "Well, I gotta head to class now," he said. "See you around, Samantha. Nice to meet you."

I couldn't say anything, because I knew my voice would give away what I was feeling, so I simply nodded to him. Then he turned around and left.

As soon as he was turned around, I grabbed the controller, and turned the knob all the way down, and finally, the buzzing stopped. As I caught my breath, I looked down. When Tristan was far enough away, I opened my legs a little, and assessed the situation.

Human Sexuality 3O1: Part 3

Anatomy Primer.

Based on a post by smalltitslovr, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.



This time, I was last to go, and the only people left in the room were Nicole, Ms. Sharon, and I. I stepped between Nicole's legs, which were now quivering from all the pleasure. About half-way through, Nicole started having trouble keeping them open, so Ms. Sharon was now standing on the other side of the desk from me, near Nicole's head, holding each of Nicole's ankles spread about three feet apart.

"Hi Nicole." I said to her, as I approached. "I'm the last one. Before I start, I was wondering how you feel."

Human Sexuality 3O1: Part 2

Library Research.

Based on a post by smalltitslovr, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.



I walked back to the elevator, pressed the button, and got on. This time, nobody joined me, so I was by myself. The elevator door closed, and my hand immediately went between my legs. I figured I could probably cum before the elevator reached the bottom floor.

What I didn't count on was people waiting on the other floors. About two floors down, the door opened, with a ding. It nearly gave me a heart attack, seeing the librarian and a couple students standing there, looking at me with my hand on my cunt.

"Oh. Sorry." said the librarian. "We'll catch the next one."

Human Sexuality 3O1: Part 1

First day of an advanced university-level sex ed class.

Based on a post by smalltitslovr, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.



Hi! My name is Samantha. I'm a 25 year old college graduate. I am about 5' 3", and I'm a very petite girl. I have black hair and blue eyes. My tits are small-ish, but they look larger because of my small figure (a 32 b chest looks more voluptuous than a 38 b does.) My ass is average. But nice and tight, because I work out quite a bit.

Today, I'd like to tell you about a class I took in second semester of my sophomore year of college: Advanced Sexual Education. Here's the description from the course catalog: I attended a private research university, in southern California.

Above the Garage: Part 3

Fully Compatible.

In 3 parts, by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.






The next morning he had the hood up on Ellie's car and had tried turning it over a couple times, and the starter took, but it didn't want to fire. He looked into the possible problems and everything looked in good shape, so he figured he'd look up the symptoms online and most pointed to the fuel filter, so he made a quick rundown the parts store and picked up a new one. That seemed to do the trick, once it was installed he was able to start her car several times without any problem.

Above the Garage: Part 2

“About that date?”

In 3 parts, by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.






School went quickly, with nobody lingering on a Friday and Ellie got a ride to work. She thought about what the specials had been today and decided to whip up something special for Luke. It wasn't easy on a Friday night, it was pretty busy, but the regular clientele dropped off quickly after dinner, knowing that the café closed at 8. A couple tables sported coffee sipping hipsters but for the most part the place had cleared out by then. Ellie had whipped up a little dish for them to share while she cleaned up the kitchen.