April Fools Sex Pranks: Part 2

Tied up, blindfolded, and being ridden.

By TruthWithaTwist. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

We got to the resort and it was everything we expected. It was a cheesy resort built for “romance weekends”. They did a have a “lodge restaurant” and because it was off-season, we had no problem getting our choice of cabins and were told to come down the restaurant at any time.

The guy working the front desk told us that the hot tub on the deck was usable, but suggested that we turn the heat on before dinner if we wanted to use it later. He also mentioned the romance package and asked if he could have it delivered while we dined. He said all of this unironically and without embarrassment.

April Fools Sex Pranks: Part 1

My girlfriend and her sister play dueling practical jokes on me.

By TruthWithaTwist. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

I was midway through my first year of Graduate school, getting my MBA, when my girlfriend, Tara, asked if I wanted to drive to her family’s house a few hours away for the weekend. It was her Mother and Step-Father’s 20th wedding party and I jumped at the chance to get away from campus for a few days. The party was scheduled for April 2nd, but their actual anniversary was April 1st, which was a running joke in the family. The chance to get away sounded great and I knew that Tara and I would always find ways to entertain ourselves on long car rides.

Easter at St. Michael's: Part 2

Gordon is reunited with an old crush.

Based on a post by Blacksheep, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The monthly Mother's Union meeting was taking place at Gladys Wilcox's bungalow. There was much to discuss, mainly tomorrow's Easter Sunday service. However the main topic of conversation was the vicar's phallus.

"He was just standing there, starkers! Swinging, I tell you, swinging. It was like a boa constrictor poking out of a tree. I didn't know where to look!" Mrs. Harris exclaimed.

"Wish I could've been there," Mrs. Wilcox replied.

"Really, Gladys!"

Easter at St. Michael's: Part 1

Jenna helps a nervous choirmaster.

Based on a post by Blacksheep, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Reverend Simon Morris scanned through a long list of church notices. Holy Week was such a busy time for the parish vicar, and he still hadn't finished his special sermon ready for Easter Sunday.

 

Jenna Gives Up Sex For Lent? Part 2

But she finds new Uses For Old Organ Pipes.

A series in 17 parts, by Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The third Sunday of Lent had arrived. Reverend Morris was counting down the days until Easter in the same way a prisoner counts down the days until their release. He was dreading today's morning Eucharist after the embarrassment of last week.

Jenna Gives Up Sex For Lent? Part 1

Vicar's wife, Jenna, decides to give up sex for Lent!

A series in 17 parts, by Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The Jenna series started with ‘Jenna Goes To Church’, followed shortly after with ‘Jenna, the Vicar’s Wife’. It resumed recently with Jenna’s New Year’; and now it continues with a Lentil 2-part story. Other episodes will follow.

It was the last Sunday of Shrovetide, known as Quinquagesima. At St. Michael's Church, Reverend Morris had amassed a pile of old palm crosses, intending to burn them on Ash Wednesday.

Peter’s Play Dates: Part 5

Negotiating With Isabella.

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

Sex sells: Isabella's New Skills.

Isabella Cobelli admired her reflection in the mirror. As you could guess from the name, Isabella had Italian roots.

Her father emigrated from Italy in the eighties and met and married Isabella's English mother.

Isabella was an only child and after her father passed away suddenly when she was 14, she became very close to her mum.

Peter’s Play Dates: Part 4

Servicing Clients.

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

Hotel Guest, Lydia.

Lydia Carlson was a businesswoman and operated at senior level for the travel agency which bore the family name. The firm had been founded by her grandfather 50 years earlier and had grown to be one of the most prestigious in Europe.

Lydia didn't get to her position because of her family ties, as there was a serious work ethic in the family. If you wanted success, you had to earn it. Lydia had studied at university and had worked in other travel agencies to gain experience before moving back to the family nest. Now she was head of procurement, travelling throughout Europe to contract hotels for her company.

Peter’s Play Dates: Part 3

Sluts and surprises.

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

Peter is summoned for sex.

It was 11 o clock on a Wednesday when Peter got the WhatsApp.

A photo of a thong, pushed slightly to the side to reveal a neatly trimmed cunt, and the text.

"We need a real cock."

Peter laughed. "Jeez Lucy, you don't mince your words." He replied.

"Come quickly, but don't cum quickly. Mark is away and your service is needed."

Peter’s Play Dates: Part 2

Three-way with Lucy and Alison, takes a slap and tickle turn.

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

A New Player.

I was bored.

My wife was at daycare which she attended every weekday since she became paralyzed in a car accident. We still loved each other and would never do anything to hurt each other emotionally.

Sex was physically impossible, and we had discussed my partnering with other women now and then to satisfy my urges. I had her blessing, as long as I didn't fall in love.

Peter’s Play Dates: Part 1

Hot wife visits my home after erotic event at the school play..

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

It was a typical evening activity for the school year. The sixth-year kids would perform their End of year play before graduation to high school.

Having already seen two of our own kids perform before their excited parents, in past years, I knew how the evening normally went. I could never have expected that the entertainment would take the turn that it did and change my life forever in a positive way.

Who Wants to be Naked?

Entertaining guests with nudity

By Fugman. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

My longtime girlfriend, Paige and I have been together for a little over a year and a half. We have had a very strong relationship for a while, passionate, caring, and unbreakable. 

When we were looking for something to do on a Saturday night in May, she suggested we just stay at home and do a game night. To be honest, it didn't sound exciting, but I went along with it because it is what she wanted to do, and it really was her choice as the last time I chose what we did. "Sounds great baby, let's do it!"

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.

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.

Save World - Get Girl: Part 1

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.

Mrs. Claus’s Cookie Therapy: Part 2

Nancy Pledges her passionate best for Mike.

Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

I sat on the sofa staring out the back window and across the yard, wondering what they were talking about. A few minutes turned into half an hour, which turned into almost an hour. My curiosity finally got the best of me and I snuck down the hall as quietly as I could. I stopped at the door and listened, hoping to hear their conversation. But conversation was not what I heard. What I heard was soft gentle moaning. Two different sounds of moaning. I shook my head in confusion and pushed the door open silently, moving it ever so slowly so that the hinge, which occasionally squeaks, wouldn't. I peeked around the door to the bed and stood there, staring.

Mrs. Claus’s Cookie Therapy: Part 1

An aging couple gets a surprise gift from Mrs. Clause.

Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

I could hear Nancy, my wife, clinking the dishes in the kitchen as she unloaded the dishwasher. It was Christmas eve morning, and she was up and about before six. That meant only one thing as far as I was concerned, no Christmas sex this year, again. Not with the kids showing up this afternoon. I've found myself thinking back to the early years a lot more lately. You'd think that in my sixties, sex wouldn't be a big deal anymore, but instead it seemed like my tolerance for her lack of desire or output was lower instead of better.

Jenna’s Anal Tryst: Part 2

Jenna Teaches hubby.

Based on a post by m jar65, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

One week later Nick and I were in the same hotel again and quickly we were naked and fucking. Again there was lots of oral and I sucked his cock nice and long and Nick ate my slit till I was cumming all over his face.

I was so ready and so wanting that cock in my backside that Nick had to calm me down. Soon he was eating my slit and slipping a finger in and out of my ass. It was just as sensational the second time and I loved the stretching and the rubbing inside my little hole. Nick was so wonderful and he just kept going till I came in his mouth twice. Then he flipped me onto my front and straight away I got myself into the right position for him.

Jenna’s Anal Tryst: Part 1

The good wife finds a teacher.

Based on a post by m jar65, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Sometimes married women like myself have sex with other men and sometimes we have really complex reasons for wanting to do that. I can say that based on personal experience. I wanted to share my story so I asked m jar65 to help me write it down. I did that because I was so angry at the comments from 'anonymous' readers who hate women and think that women should always be under the control of men. These men are pathetic losers and I think they pretty much realize that women hate them back for their attitudes.

Jackie and the Phallic Android Visit.

Jackie's lonely deep-space post enjoys delicious company.

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

Jackie awoke to a twinkling, navy-blue night. She lay still, perceived the idle murmer of gulls and surf, the sweet air, the soft and runny sand against her back. With every little rush of the surf, a liquid touch caressed her. Startlingly chill. Goosebumps prickled her naked form. She pulled a long, resuscitating breath, sat up.

Earth or Bust: Part 3

Insatiable Life.

Based on the post by x sociate23, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

Planetary Survey had been right about the unpredictable weather patterns on Carter II. It was barely two days after the pond incident and only three weeks into their stay and the unstable star had apparently entered a cooling period. Cold fronts had rushed in from the polar regions, mixing with the warmer equatorial winds to cause icy rainfall to pelt the HAB in a near constant downpour. Nighttime temperatures plummeted to near freezing. Their shelter was insulated but the thin plasticine walls could only keep out so much of the cold. Complicating matters was the fact that their heating unit had shorted out the day prior when some sort of electric beetle had tried to get its rocks off with the heating element.

Earth or Bust: Part 2

Surviving a Crash.

Based on the post by x sociate23, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

As Cadet Cockman regained consciousness, he became aware of two things: the throbbing in his temples and the acrid smell that stung his nose and throat. His blurry vision gradually focused to look about the dimly light cabin. Red emergency lights slowly strobed overhead, bathing the interior in silent pulses of crimson like the inside of a gigantic beating heart. The instrument panel was dead, the viewport a blank oval.

Earth or Bust: Part 1

Earthling and Venusian are marooned.

Based on the post by x sociate23, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

Space Cadet Curt Cockman stood at rigid attention so that his commanding officer could conduct her rigorous inspection. Captain Bunny Bendover (pronounced Benover, for the D was silent;) was a stern but fair Commanding Officer. She also happened to be hotter than a coronal run around Sol.

Tall, blonde and shapely in her silver Space Command uniform; she was a total dick magnet. She walked stiffly around the much taller cadet, eying his well-muscled physique beneath his skintight uniform. As usual, not so much as a hair out of place. At twenty-three and fresh out of the Space Ranger Academy, the ruggedly handsome Cockman was a poster child for that much venerated group of space-faring men and women.

 

Helping Her Make A Sex Toy Review

He agrees to be her focus group for demoing toys in the adult toy store.

By Norweger. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Can I help you?

I glanced aside from the colourful products on display right in front of me, blushing mildly. The shopkeeper had done the rounds, and I, being lost in thought in front of the Toys; male, solo shelf hadn t noticed her approaching. Well, I could hardly deny I was thinking of buying a Fleshlight, as I held one; well, a securely wrapped one, luckily; in my hands as I met her friendly gaze.

Neighbor Duties.

Kelsie tours her new neighbor's home after he says, "Howdy."

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

Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, 2010

Kelsie Bluebook jogged down the Ocean View sidewalk, boobily bouncing as she did. Her ass, scarcely contained by her shorts, clapped like the chorus of a gospel choir, and it was worshiped as such. Her hair was blonde with an e, her nails were fresh as a farmer's market, her eyes were the color of Blue No. 2 food coloring, industrial grade. Her sports bra was twice as strong as Atlas, for it had to hold up two colossal globes, not one.

Jenna’s Cousin Mia: Part 2

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Jenna’s Cousin Mia: Part 1

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

It was the second Sunday after Trinity. Over at St Michael's vicarage, the morning eucharist had finished and Reverend Morris and his wife Jenna were discussing the upcoming events in the church calendar.

"Josh gets ordained next month, so that'll be a fun occasion. Big party over at his place. He's so excited for that day to come. It's been remarkable how he's come out of his shell. When he joined our church as curate a year ago, he was so nervous and shy. Now look at him." Reverend Morris said.

Erica’s Man: Part 2

Erica s Man: Emma's 18th

A Friend Had No Idea What Her Daughter Wanted for Her Birthday.

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"Of course! I'd love to come her 18th celebrate with you all!"

vertical-align:baselinefont-size: 10.5pt;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif">It was the only response to the invitation. Emma was the daughter of teacher friend of mine, Alice, who I'd worked with a few years ago but kept in touch with after moving schools. I'd actually taught Emma in one of my first classes and as a friend of the family, had been invited to a small-ish gathering at their house for her 18th. Normally, they'd have had a bigger party, my friend had said, but with Covid still spreading, they were having a few family friends round to the garden on the Saturday evening before Emma headed out that night with her friends.

Erica’s Man: Part 1.

The Wedding Night. My Wedding Night turned out to be more than I bargained for!

by .  Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories

We got married in August, and the day was perfect. Everything that needed to go well, did. The weather was beautiful, the food was delicious, and the party was amazing. Most of all, my bride, Erica, was perfection. She always is, of course. She's 28, slim, slightly above average height, with small but pert breasts and a pretty face. Her legs are firm and toned, and so is her bum. That day, she seemed to transcend beyond her normal gorgeousness though, leaving me stunned. Her long strawberry blonde hair held in waves and her dress... I'd never seen a more breath-taking sight as when she walked down the aisle.

Beverly s Ride: Part 2

I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.

by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

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Saturday, March 25, 1961.

I worked, as usual, until one and then drove home for lunch before I mowed the lawn and raked leaves for another hour, finishing at 4:30 so I could shower and take a short nap before dinner and dressing for a party. I knew that was a waste of time, but I had to maintain appearances. I had told Mom I was going to a party. I thought of it as a white lie because I knew there would be a lot of really close dancing and celebrating taking place. However, I couldn t reveal that we d be naked at the time.

Beverly s Ride: Part 1

I help a female classmate with a ride to school and get surprising dividends.

by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

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Thursday, March 23, 1961.

It was the days of doo-wop diners and drive-in movies. Poodle skirts and saddle shoes.

>My mom was having one of those oops babies; one of those pregnancies that come totally unplanned, which this definitely was. I m Richard, 18 and a high school senior, and because Mom had to spend the next four months in bed, I was able to drive her car to school rather than take the school bus. After reaching the school and realizing that I was early I drove through some of the parallel streets behind it, looking for friends who were walkers who might want a ride.