My Sheep Girl: Part 2.

She seems so familiar?

Based on a post  by SquattingEagle. Listen to the ►Podcast at Explicit Novels.

The girl was shivering in my arms as the cool night breeze chilled the damp skin of her back. Although I wouldn’t mind fooling around a little more, I didn’t want her to catch a cold, or worse. I was feeling around for her sweater when my hand landed on something soft and furry. Picking it up, I recognized it as the woolly tail the girl had been wearing around her waist. At some point while we were having sex, the ribbon had come undone and the tail fell off.

“You've lost your thingy” I said.

My Sheep Girl: Part 1.

I found true love while participating in one of my hometown’s little known, but deeply cherished local traditions.

Based on a post  by SquattingEagle. Listen to the ►Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

Island folklore.

Hi, I'm Jethro, I’m nineteen years old and I live with my parents and two younger sisters on one of the small islands off the east coast of Ireland. Although, to be truthful, that’s where I used to live, as I'm currently spending most of my days on the mainland, attending university. But the island will always be home to me and once I’ve graduated, I’ll surely go back. There's just something special about life on a small, isolated island like ours that simply can’t be found anywhere else.

Scout's Oath

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My Virgin Scuba Adventure

My first time with a woman was way better than porn!

Based on a post by my deep six. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

My name is Robbie, looks-wise I'm tall and lanky, awkward, with curly brown hair usually too long, and up to last weekend, a virgin College sophomore. I learned when you are single with few friends, meeting a woman is hard, meeting one that will touch your cock is harder, and the fact that I was a poor, scruffy underclassman was not helping.

Between class schedule, part-time work, and no real social outlet, I found myself stressed at school, so when I learned about a weekend scuba trip to a nearby quarry "Lake Lumiere", I signed up. I'd been "Open Water" certified in high school, but out of practice, I was looking forward to a little adventure.

Joan Finds God and Eros

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.

The first, and last female Pope of the Catholic Church

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.

Making It With the Maid

Losing virginity with virgin maid.

by Boneranil, Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Collin is a spoiled Calcutta youth with some very rich parents. He was 20 at the time, when he got into his first experience with a real pussy. It was his maid, named Mani, who was around his age. She is the nurse to Collin's grandmother and sleeps 2 rooms away from Collin's bedroom.

She is a beauty, with nice curves and a handful of boobs. She wears just the chudidar pants, and choli bustier’, without any dupatta or sari to cover her cleavage.

Guide For Deflowering A Man

Former fundamentalist begins her ministry to virgin men.

By April601. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

In my early 20’s I dated a guy named Terry. He was a nice enough guy, very respectful and polite. He was my age and not the typical bad guy type that for some reason I seemed to attract or was it I was attracted to?

I began dating him and soon realized he was on the more serious side. Honestly, I didn’t expect that he could hold my attention for more than a couple of dates.

Home Sex Education

Stepbrother Introduces me to Handy Orgasms.

by tinman69s. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

My name is Debbie and I am now 22 years old and a senior at college and single, thank goodness! This is my last year here at college and I sure do hate to leave here. But that is another story!

First, I want to tell you about my initiation into womanhood, if you want to call it that.

My Mom and Dad divorced when I was about 17 years old. After a couple of years, my Mom re-married. We moved into my step-dad's house. My step-dad was a really nice guy and he had a good-looking son who lived with him.

April, Parts 5 & 6:

Dressing the part & counting the cocks.

By April601. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Part 5: Dressing the Part

A Shopping trip turns into a classy adventure.

 

I have always loved shopping and do spend a lot of time shopping with friends or by myself. I would say 99% of my shopping trips are uneventful, but over the years there have been a few memorable trips.

This particular afternoon I was out alone shopping for a new dress for my husband’s annual company Christmas party. As it was a work function, I was looking for something high-class but also sexy. I know my husband likes to show me off to his colleagues, so sexy but not slutty was what I was looking for.

April, Part 4: The Deflowering Dame

April meets Terry, a virgin guy. She guides him into sexuality, and finds her new calling.

By April601. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

In my early 20's I dated a guy named Terry. He was a nice enough guy, very respectful and polite. He was my age and not the typical bad guy type that for some reason I seemed to attract or was it I was attracted to? I began dating him and soon realized he was on the more serious side. Honestly, I didn't expect that he could hold my attention for more than a couple of dates.

April, Parts 2 & 3:

 

Gaining His Dad’s Approval & Sharing Shags

By April601. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 Part 2: Gaining His Dad’s Approval

Secret dalliances with boyfriend’s dad.

When I was twenty, I began dating Alex. Alex's parents were divorced and Alex lived with his father in a big house with a fantastic swimming pool. I never knew anyone with a pool back then so he was a keeper, well until the end of the summer, anyway.

April, Part 1: How April Lost Her Virginity

April was a late bloomer and naive when Mark stole her virginity.

By April601. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

As a teen I was very slow to develop both physically and mentally. When I started high school I weighed about eighty pounds and was flat chested. I wore braces and looked like a complete nerd. I was often mistaken for eleven or twelve. I had no self-esteem and I thought I was the ugliest girl in the school. It didn't help that my older sister was the beautiful and popular one in the family. She would tell me how ugly I was every day. She was evil in every sense of the word.

Erica's Man: Emma's 18th

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

by MysteryTe.  Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories

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

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.

My Roommate’s Boyfriend

My roommate’s boyfriend takes care of my needs.

by Ginger_Sun. Listen to the Podcast at My First Time.

I had been on a single stint for a while. It had been over a year since having any sexual pleasure from a man. During that time, I watched my roommate have visits from her boyfriend on a weekly basis.

One Saturday, my roommate and her boyfriend were out on a date. I was in the living room watching a movie when they got back in. They sat down and joined me. Seeing them on the couch flirting with each other, knowing they were going to get frisky later, in one sense made me jealous and in another turned me one a bit.

Ethical Carnal Duties: Part 2

Recovering From Bad Events.

By regularguy 13. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Stay there," Arlo instructed her.

He turned the water off. He grabbed a towel and quickly dried his body. Then he patted her down.

"Let's get you to bed," he said.

He draped the towel over her shoulder as if that provided adequate cover. Then, he helped her stand. As they were leaving the bathroom, she said, "Wait."

She pulled the towel off her and proceeded to hang it in its place.

"Okay. Ready," she said.

Arlo was beside her with a protective arm around her waist. They walked into the bedroom. At first, Arlo watched her feet and made sure the floor was clear of hazards. Then biology and curiosity took over and he stared at her nakedness. His erection returned.

Ethical Carnal Duties: Part 1

Valentines Day Letdowns.

By regularguy13 – listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Aunt regrets stealing his virginity. She makes it right

Thursday night, Feb 13th

Harvey Fielding, the aged patriarch of the family stood and looked out with pride at the group sitting around the dinner table. Three generations were present. With him, were his daughter, daughter-In-law, and their remaining families. Harvey's wife was not with them. Unfortunately, she had passed away. So had his son, Harvey junior.

They were at his daughter-in-law’s house in Richmond, Virginia. Meadow was a widowed woman with a single child. Her daughter, Wendy, was twenty and a sophomore at Randolph-Macon College. Meadow was an only child of two deceased parents. She was raising Wendy, the patriarch’s beloved granddaughter.

My Crazy Girlfriend: Valentine’s Day

How he became the luckiest dude on campus. 

 (Prequel to She's Too Proud of Me)

The luckiest dude ever.

In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

My name is Dunn. A few years ago, I was an absolute nerdy geek. A Chemical Engineering major at Texas A & M. Then I met a girl who changed the trajectory of my social life. That  well, every other part of my life!

Liv; that’s short for Olivia; is my wife and inspiration. I’ll tell you how she got me out of my nerdy shell, but I’d rather let her tell you the first part, when we first met. Liv, tell us that story, again.

 (February 14, 2018;  at Texas A&M)

An unexpected Valentine Rescue.

My name is Liv, and this is the story about how the worst day of my life changed everything for me. It all started when I got a series of very bad scores back. See, I'm a Chemical Engineering major and to stay in that program you have to keep a really high GPA, and well, Thermo 1 and Fluid Mechanics had both kicked me back low exam scores just the day before.

It Happened One Night

Virgin Annie's night starts out sour but ends pretty sweet.

By ExoticaEroticaInsidaya. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.

Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, 2010

I slammed Richard's car door and stormed off. He rolled down the window.

"Bitch!" he shouted, loud enough for everyone on my block to hear.

His tires screeched as he hit the gas.

Richard was supposed to take me out on a date and have me home by 12am. I looked at the cracked screen of my cellphone. It read 2am. They were having classic movie night under the stars in Springfield Park, there were showing Now Voyager with Paul Henreid and Bette Davis. I told my mom and brother I wouldn't be out too late. I tried not to replay everything that happened in the car, but I could feel a bruise forming on my back where Richard tried to press me into the dashboard. I still tasted his blood in my mouth from when I bit down on his lip. I had said no, twice, and I meant it. He was lucky that I didn't do more than break his nose, punch him in the nuts and bite his lip.

The Tenor Virtuoso: Part 5

 Steffi Meets Mom.

by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

 

 

Mom was talking to and walking with Nicholas. He was about four inches taller than her, short brown hair, what looked like brown eyes and nicely dressed in a sweater and slacks with brown loafers. I stepped forward to introduce myself, “Hi, I’m Rob--glad you could make it.”

“Thanks, I’m Nick.” I introduced Steffi and back into the car we went. The Subaru is small so the men sat in front for the ride north. It took us about a half hour to get to White Plains and another ten to find the restaurant. I’d never eaten at Morton’s and I was eagerly looking forward to an excellent meal. We had a 5:30 reservation which would give us plenty of time to get acquainted. In the interest of encouraging conversation I went first, explaining how I had become a singer and more important, how I had met Steffi. I told a lot about that day at Malden High, but conveniently forgot to mention Steffi’s reaction to my harp’s glissando.

The Tenor Virtuoso: Part 4

 It’s a family affair.

by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

CHAPTER 9

I played in our last basketball game before Thanksgiving on Tuesday evening. Most of our games were against other Division III schools, but this one was a tune up for perennial powerhouse Boston College which, unfortunately, was Steffi’s favorite college team. I played well but we got our asses kicked. What else would anyone expect against an ACC team? Steffi was there for me when I walked out of the locker room. “I thought you played so well, Rob, but their guys were so huge.”

The Tenor Virtuoso: Part 3

 Our relationship develops.

by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

 

After morning singing and smooching, Steffi & I rose, walked downstairs, and dressed. I drove her to a local sub shop for a couple of Italian subs. We ate on the living room table with some Cokes from the refrigerator. Suddenly, I jumped up. “I bought you something; actually two somethings.” I carried a big plastic bag from the hall closet. She opened it and her eyes went wide.

“It’s really not that big a deal; just a college sweatshirt and a T-shirt you can use as a night gown. We can’t be together overnight, but we can be close this way.”

The Tenor Virtuoso: Part 2

 A visit with her mother.

by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

The score was tied 0-0 at halftime. I waved to Steffi as she walked by into the gym. Her dad and Jeremy left to get some sodas out of their car. I found myself alone with Mrs. Goldwasser, her mother. “I want to thank you for last night, Rob,” she began. “You should know that Steffi and I have few secrets. She told me just about everything when she came in.” She saw the concern on my face and laughed, “No, don’t worry. How many eighteen year old girls do you know who haven’t had sex? What do you think I did when I was eighteen? I’m Jewish so I obviously wasn’t trying to be a nun.

The Tenor Virtuoso: Part 1

 Rob goes to college and meets Steffi

by senorlongo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

INTRODUCTION

I was three when I started singing in church and even though I couldn’t read the words I could remember enough from week to week to sing right along with the adults. By five I was leading the youth choir, singing loud and clear during services and practicing almost daily at home during the week.

At seven I was encouraged to audition for the faculty at a major school of music in Manhattan and found myself on an early morning train from my home in Pelham for the twenty minute ride to Grand Central Station in Manhattan and from there a subway to Lincoln Center for the short walk to the auditorium.

The Lass From the Convent

Good catholic girl encourages a virgin boy.

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

Prologue

Patrick and Kenny were two Irish lads who had moved to London from the small town of Kilderris where they had been friends in high school.

Patrick had completed his Bachelor of Administration the previous year, majoring in hospitality management. Having now interned for almost a year in London as part of his work experience year, he applied for a job in the same five star hotel at Hyde Park corner and was accepted as a receptionist.

Older Women: Part 3

Pop goes the cherry. A 3-part series.

By Androgynous other. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

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"Fuck the swimming," she hissed.

I picked her up and carried her across to the bed and lay her down, dragging off my T-shirt leaving me in just my shorts. I undid the fastening and let them fall to the ground, my erection hard.
“That’s just the job.”

"Wow!" said Jo, looking down at my cock, "That's what Mel meant when she said you had all the gear."

"Not sure how Mel knew, mind you I suppose Sonia told her."

Older Women: Part 2

My hot teacher fantasy. A 3-part series.

By Androgynous other. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

I got a temp job a few months later with a firm near to my old college and I still popped in to see Amy for lunch and the occasional meal, and I started to date more seriously. I'd had a few girlfriends, nothing that ever reached the 'serious relationship' status.

Other Ladies.

I moved back home and got into the same rut. Nothing long term but I made sure that I did what Amy told me and gave more than I got.

Older Women: Part 1

A young man, in praise of the older woman, well two actually. A 3-part series.

By Androgynous other. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

My Virginity Therapist.

I can't say that my schooling was exceptional, over and above some reasonable exam results I did Okay and wasn't in too much shit with either teachers or other pupils. I had a couple of girlfriends, none of which went past the making out in the park after school.

I went to college, on the basis of those results I got a good job in Engineering which would sponsor me through University and after a few years was looking for the right girl, or at least the wrong girl in the right place.

My Coed Orienting Venture

Two Random hikers, a secluded spot, a field manual.

By HectorBidon. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

One of the big lessons I learned the summer I graduated from high school was that if something is worth doing, it's worth doing even if it was your mother's idea. The Park Department was putting on a series of new events for young adults, and my mother kept bugging me to go to one of them. "It will get you out of the house," she'd say. "You love the outdoors. It will give you a chance to meet people." By people she meant girls. Here I was, eighteen, and I still didn't have a girlfriend. She was afraid I'd be a bachelor all my life.