Jenna’s New Year: Part 1

Saint Michael’s Church has a new First Lady, named Jenna.

A Series in 17 parts, By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Candlemas Romp

This Sunday had brought the heaviest rain so far of 2023. The weather had caused a notable drop in the number of people attending this morning's church service, Reverend Morris noticed.

Today was Candlemas, which commemorated the ritual purification of Mary, forty days after the birth of her son Jesus. This day also marked the ritual presentation of the baby Jesus to God in the Temple at Jerusalem. It reminded Jenna of her own sacred ritual of fertility, Mentula Cōleī Baptism’. She’s thankful to be so blessed by God, to have such devoted church elders guiding her spiritual development.

After the service, and the usual tea, biscuits and chit chat in the church hall, Reverend Morris was eager to return to the vicarage. His wife had given him "that look"; and he knew what that meant. It had been a week since they'd made love, and as he had a feeling Jenna would be more than up for "a little afternoon delight," as she termed it.

Miss Americana goes to the First Thanksgiving: Part 2

A heroine goes back in time to a sticky-fingered situation.

By Mark V Sharp, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"In her, shoot fast," Principal Chief Massasoit directed, using what words he knew so that he would not surprise or confuse his strange hosts, "I want in her, my first use to take."

"First use?!" Miss Americana managed to whimper, in horror, in between the moans and yelps Squanto's big thrusting cock was forcing out of her. But she didn't have long to contemplate that.

"That is no problem at all, my lord!" Squanto replied. Relaxing himself he thrust his enormous hardened cock deep into Miss Americana and, with a groan of ecstasy, unleashed his potent Pawtuxet seed upon her defenseless womb.

Miss Americana goes to the First Thanksgiving: Part 1

A heroine goes back in time to a sticky-fingered situation.

By Mark V Sharp, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The current reigning Miss Americana is a college student who forces Professor Whirter to send her back to the First Thanksgiving; so she can help Flag Girl with a history assignment. She gets led before the elders of the colony, only for a distraught messenger to run in reporting that the Wampanoag party carrying the majority of the food has turned back. Having spotted Miss Americana, they have concluded the colony cannot be so hard up for food as they claim if it contains one as well-endowed as she is.

Approaching Advent

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Her Mentula Cōleī Baptism

A Series in 17 parts, By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Christmas was fast approaching, and festive events were in full swing at St. Michael's Church.

"Well not long to go until Jesus' birthday," Reverend Morris smiled as he and Jenna finished putting up their Christmas decorations. "Just two weeks. Which reminds me, there's another very special person's birthday a week before the festive season, "

He’s told he must audition, sexually for fiancée's family.

by deadeye_76, Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The Strange Will of Mr. Thurman.

On Wednesday night, the day before Thanksgiving or 2010, I’d just met my fiancée’s mother & sisters. The ‘audition’ cover story fell apart when my bride to be, Gwen; insisted that her family level with me. The true reason for each of them planning to have sex with me was because of Mr. Thurman’s will; and not because they were concerned for Gwen’s future love life.

“I’m sorry Mrs. Thurman. I can see you are in a tough spot. I can commiserate with you about this, but there are still dangers besides the personal issues. Can I tell you an old joke?”

Fellatio Rites for the Ghost of John Wesley

By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Jenna took a deep breath as she approached Oakwood Road Methodist Church.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come in with you?" Reverend Morris asked.

She patted his shoulder. "I'll be fine Simon. You don't need to worry. It's the ghost of John Wesley, not Jack the Ripper. This is exciting! I hope he'll appear!"

"Right, well, I'll be sat in the car then. I hope you won't be too long. Remember, just turn and run the moment you feel in any way uncomfortable."

"Reverend Morris, I think you're scared!"

Man must audition sexually for fiancee’s family.

Part 1 of 2, by deadeye_76, listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, 2010:

“Your family wants me to do what?!?!” I said this in a harsh whisper to my fiancé. We were in her bedroom at her family home on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, having gone there for the weekend. What she had just told me was shocking. I couldn’t believe my ears and she was sitting there looking shocked and stunned herself, tears forming in her eyes. I started pacing and thinking about what I should say. But first, let me tell you how we got to this point.

Dinner with the Archbishop of Canterbury

By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

On Monday afternoon, a letter arrived at the vicarage that took Reverend Morris by surprise.

"I don't believe this!" He gasped, reading the letter out loud to Jenna. "It's from Bishop George. He says that Justin Welby, the Archbishop of Canterbury is planning to visit next week."

"Whoa, " Jenna spluttered.

"Yup. You and I have been invited to dine at Bishop George's place. Apparently the Archbishop is visiting several dioceses, and parish churches, and for some bizarre reason, humble little St. Michael's church has caught his eye! Bishop George states that I'll be receiving a letter from the Archbishop over the next few days, outlining the reason for his visit."

The truth behind the priests lecherous legends.

By Nakod Apa. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The Pledge

As was customary, the Temple constables came for Diana early on the day that she came of age; for it was ordained that one who had not been sired by a man was holy and consecrated to the service of the gods, if male to become a priest, if female to serve as a vestal servant; and that they should remain celibate all their years. She wore her finest outfit and did herself up for this big occasion. Today she was accepting a celibate vow and a lifetime of religious duties in the temple and the ministries of the priests. She was stunning, and folks stopped and stared along the streets, as her family procession went by.

A sequel to "Jenna Goes to Church"

By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

A sequel to "Jenna Goes to Church. More fun with the ever-horny Jenna and the good chaps of St. Michael's church and beyond!

At the Vicarage Social, Jenna meets an ordained Priest.

A full year had passed since Jenna Fox had started attending St Michael's church. During that time, she'd carried out God's work and in the true Christian spirit, brought much happiness to several male members of the church, thus helping them to become better Christians. In her new role as a vicar's wife, she finds there are still many other men of the church in need of guidance,

A Visit From The Bishop

By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Reverend Morris anxiously paced back and forth in the lounge. He was in turmoil; he'd just received a letter from Bishop George, who was planning to visit him. On top of that, he'd been agonizing all day how to finally tell Lucy that their marriage was over. The past few weeks had seen his safe and somewhat dull life turned upside down. Ever since that romp with Jenna Fox in the vestry. What seemed to be a wild, one-off had now morphed into a passionate relationship. Now the vicar was seriously falling in love with the much younger woman.

Based on the legend of Pope Joan.

By professor98. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The following account is fiction, which is based on the well-documented Legend of Pope Joan, the first, and last female Pope of the Catholic Church.

As this story took place in the ninth century of the Christian era, or Year of our Lord; many of the terms are from ancient languages. Words such as slitten, which is Old English for slit, and sheath, later referred to as ‘cunny’ or cunt. Although the specific accounts were not taken down on paper, the story refers to certain facts in which the legend was based.

In the year of our lord, 823 A D, a girl, Joanna Wellen was born in a small village not far from Salisbury Plain in southern England. He mother died due to complications of the birth. As she grew, she would often visit Stonehenge, with her father who treated her with great love and affection. Stonehenge was a religious center, and an astronomical observatory; which lay not far from their village. It was used as a place of worship, especially by the surfs and peasants who were not allowed to attend Church.

The Curate loses his virginity.

By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

At this Sunday's service, there was much talk of the upcoming harvest festival. Members of the congregation were encouraged to donate fruit and vegetables, along with non-perishable items for the local food bank.

Jenna had made an effort and brought along a bag of apples. She placed the bag on the side table in the church hall.

"I don't know how a brazen hussy like you has the cheek to set foot in a church."

Jenna enjoys sexuality without shame, in the church.

By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Jenna seduces the Vicar.

St Michael's parish church was a charming place of worship that dated back to the 12th century. A quaint little church, the sort that one could see in countless towns and villages across England. Within its walls however, all was not well. Ill-feeling festered among some of the male members of the church, the vicar included. But God, in his great mercy and wisdom, saw fit to send a beautiful angel to this church, in order to bring happiness.

And so, our story begins,

Two shy students escalate their encounter doing laundry.

By smj895 - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Kindra dropped the correct change into the last washer and hit Start. She had two weeks’ worth of clothing to clean. This was a several hour affair, but it was a Friday night after dark and what else was she going to do, really? In fact, she already had her activity ready. Out came her tablet, preloaded with pirated movies. She didn’t bother wearing earbuds. The noise of the washers drowned out the sounds of her device, and no one else was around. Up? Probably. Around? No way.

Fun with sexy single mum makes me envy of other dads.

by BritPop. Listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories

I was dutifully dropping off at the school gate and I was all ready to make my home. I was in no rush. I had recently split with my wife. She kept the house and belongings along with a new fella. I had rented myself a tiny flat, all I could afford. I wasn’t pleased with the situation but I had brought it on myself by having a fling with a colleague. A one night stand that had turned into one night too many and we had been spotted. Her husband had forgiven her indiscretions; my wife had not. Ah well. Back to the tiny, lonely house as I had a few days off work. I had no plans and no money to spend, even if I did have anything planned.

Virgin guy gets the girl at last.

by S3lwyncd0g - listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

I had no idea how much my life was about to change when I went to work that night in April 1980. I was nineteen, had no girlfriend, hell, never even been kissed. I had a job buffing floors in a department store. All the cleaning and restocking was done in the evening and right after closing. Then, after everyone was gone, I came in to do the floors. This way, no one was in my way or tracking on the floors. I would wax a different area each night and simply mop and buff all others as needed. I was going to Junior College and the store’s general manager was my Dad’s best friend and my godfather. Looking back, I was so lucky that this happened before camera surveillance systems were widespread and affordable.

It does not do, to speak mockingly of erections.

By Drmaxc. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Men and their erections,"

"Men and their erections," Tacey laughed shrilly, "if you could harness them you'd solve the energy crisis. Forget the unpredictability of wind power, their erections rise and fall come sun, come rain, come snow; if you could only capture the energy of all those millions of cocks..."

It does not do, to speak mockingly of erections.

By Drmaxc. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Men and their erections,"

A revenge fantasy with a twist.

Based on the work of Djmac1031. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Apologies to anyone actually named Karen. We feel your pain. But life isn't always fair, is it?

"Are you the manager?" The Karen yelled in his face.

Mack sighed wearily. It had already been a rough shift, and when he got the page from Jill, who was working the Department store’s Customer Service desk, he just knew his day wasn't about to get boring.

"Yes, now if you could please, calm down and tell me what the problem is here," he answered evenly.

"The Problem?" The Karen screeched, "The problem is I've been standing here for 30 minutes.” It wasn't that long, Mack knew, trying to convince this silly cow." She gestured wildly at Jill, "to give me a simple cash refund on these items I purchased just yesterday that I'd like to return!"

Cold weather backpackers find exposure can take many forms.

by RORI333. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

It wasn’t the 17 degree Fahrenheit temperature that had turned backpacking in the North Cascades into a life or death situation…it was the rain. As majestic as the Pacific Northwest is in late autumn, the weather can turn on you in a ferocious way! Failure to plan accordingly can lead to terrible exposure.

My friend Julie and I had set out with the intention of cold weather camping, but because of unusually heavy snowfall the access roads had limited entry to the park. The rangers advised us not to use our backcountry camping pass, but we had driven all the way from rural Oregon, and were determined to rough it out.

A revenge fantasy with a twist.

Based on the work of Djmac1031. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Apologies to anyone actually named Karen. We feel your pain. But life isn't always fair, is it?

"Are you the manager?" The Karen yelled in his face.

"Yes, now if you could please, calm down and tell me what the problem is here," he answered evenly.

Cold weather backpackers find exposure can take many forms.

by RORI333. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

A Puritan Minister’s Marriage Succumbs to Natural Sexuality.

By RomanCEisdead2. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The next day, Elizabeth's mind was in turmoil. Her actions of the night before were bad enough, but the feelings and thrill she gained from those actions had to be sinful. She felt as though she had acted like the Devil's Whore.

The Pastor's libido was satisfied for the next few days after such a strenuous evening. However, once that time passed, he found himself once more becoming aroused by Charity during their evening lessons. He retired to bed, determined to gain release with his wife. However, her behavior was muted and without speaking her actions insisted that their intimacy return to their normal form.

A Puritan Minister’s Marriage Succumbs to Natural Sexuality.

By RomanCEisdead2. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Accepting Charity: Part 1

A Puritan virgin begins her journey.

By RomanCEisdead2. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Charity Begins

Charles was a lowly cordwainer (a cobbler in modern terms). A religious man whose wife died during the plague outbreak in 1665. He lived in an isolated community in Essex, of England; with his only daughter, Charity.

Age and failing eyesight meant that he could no longer make much of a living. He worried about his daughter who, having reached the age of 18 was still unmarried. His concerns were mainly because he had maintained her sheltered upbringing, deliberately keeping her away from other people, especially young men. The exception being the Pastor and his wife, who they usually saw on Sundays at the small building that served as a church for the local community.

Hardcore sex in the Jungle.

by Tommy8305. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

A tribe of scantily glad, statuesque, women are out in the jungle hunting cock!

Unlike other local tribes the warriors are white with the exception of the leader and a couple of the girls who have darker, olive coloured skin.

Having lured him into a trap they snare a Tarzan like figure. He is dressed in just a loincloth, is really well built and muscular. It takes 4 or 5 of the warriors to wrestle him to the ground.