Saturday, May 31, 2025

Castaways: Part 8

With pirates now on the island, how will they survive?

In 10 parts, By BlewWater69. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.



As John got close to where he had left Pam hiding she dashed out from the rocks to greet him.

"Shit, I thought you were dead you were gone so long," Pam lambasted him and smacked his arm none too lightly.

"Ouch; sorry, I just had to stay to see what they were up to," John confessed.

"Don't ever leave me like that again. I was petrified you were hurt or worse," Pam scolded.

"Okay; okay, I won't," John agreed.

"Well; tell me; what're they doing?"

Thursday, May 29, 2025

Castaways: Part 7

They plan to leave the island?

In 10 parts, By BlewWater69. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.



John got up early and left the hut without disturbing Pam. She started having discomfort and nausea in the mornings so he felt it was better to let her sleep. He wanted to work on the rudder mechanism for the raft anyway and she couldn't really help him much with that. Besides, her main focus these days was working on the sail. Never having been much of a sewer, Pam was being challenged, with limited materials, to come up with a large enough and suitable sail.

Tuesday, May 27, 2025

Castaways: Part 6

How things have changed & the decisions they need to make?

In 10 parts, By BlewWater69. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.



"These are the culprits!" Pam exclaimed teasingly and gave John's testicles a firm but gentle squeeze as he lay on the frond mat by the fire pit.

They had just finished another glorious bout of lovemaking and both their tanned bodies glistened with perspiration in the late morning sun. John lay back with his arms under his head. His flaccid cock draped across his left leg, wetter than the rest of him with their combined cum. Pam squatted beside him, letting his newly deposited seed drip from her to the sand below.

Sunday, May 25, 2025

Castaways: Part 5

Pam and John find love on their deserted island.

In 10 parts, By BlewWater69. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.



The next few days after Pam and John made up were great. Sure they had to spend time each day catching their food for the late morning and evening meals but they were becoming more accomplished at that. With their home completed, water needs temporarily abated, and food plentiful but boringly routine, they had time for long walks on the beach. They held hands and talked.

Friday, May 23, 2025

Castaways: Part 4

Will they be rescued? 

In 10 parts, By BlewWater69. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.



The next day was brilliant sunshine again and no visible threat of another storm. Pam and John had a quick breakfast of coconuts and peanuts. Pam had taken to marking lines with a sharp shell on one of the closest palms to designate the days they had been on the island. They had already been there for several days; shortly it would be a week. Could the rescuers still be searching for them? As yet, they hadn't seen any signs of a plane or ship. Another day or two and their original weeks’ vacation would have been coming to an end. They tried not to focus on the people and things left behind in their lives. Living day to day was enough of a challenge for now.

Wednesday, May 21, 2025

Castaways: Part 3

Pam and John check out more than the rest of the island.

In 10 parts, By BlewWater69. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.



After burying the three apparent drug runners, Pam and John now felt safe enough to explore the rest of the island. They had been basically living on the western third and leaving most of the rest to the three guys. They strolled down the beach and John was pleased when Pam took his hand. Sure they had worries, plenty of them like would they ever be rescued, have enough food and water, but now at least they weren't threatened with daily peril.

Monday, May 19, 2025

Castaways: Part 2

Can John protect Pam as they fight to survive?

In 10 parts, By BlewWater69. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.



John had no idea what made him bolt upright but he did. Sunlight was streaming in the door. From the looks of the brightness outside he had slept well past dawn unlike he intended. He turned to Pam and she was wide awake still lying down but with her head propped up on her arm. Her coat was open as the inside of their home began to warm from the hot sun.

"Sleepy heads awake," Pam chided.

"What time is it?" John questioned.

Saturday, May 17, 2025

Castaways: Part 1

Fate throws unlikely couple together; can they survive?

In 10 parts, By BlewWater69. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.



Chapter One; Mostly set-up.

The trip was meant to be a vacation for John. He had worked tirelessly on his latest articles for New Yorker magazine and felt he was due a break. He had thrown himself full time into his work since his wife died the year before of breast cancer at the tender age of thirty-nine. Their one son was a freshman at Hofstra University and very independent. He only called his old man when he needed money or advice. John had to track him down on his cell once a week just to say hello. For this reason, John didn't think Nick would miss him if he left for a week's R & R in the Caribbean.

Thursday, May 15, 2025

Summer In Maine: Part 7

Back To the Grind

A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories.



"You're quiet."

I smiled. "Sorry, just thinking." I'd gotten home a few days before and promptly went back to work. This was my first night off, and sitting across the table from Mom, I thought that it was time to tell her, but unsure about how to go about it.

"Your trip went well then." She asked, the questioning tone left hanging in the air between us.

"It went very well." I said and looked her in the eyes. She knew, like mothers do, that there was a lot more to the story. She sat there with an expression that said, "when you're ready, tell me what you need to get off your chest."

Tuesday, May 13, 2025

Summer In Maine: Part 6

School of Rock

A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories.



I made it back with plenty of time. I set up an online music account on Emily's laptop, and we sat at the table downloading songs by Chuck Berry, Stevie Ray Vaughn, BB King, some David Gilmour and Eric Clapton.

"Are you turning my kid into a rock star?" Summer asked leaning on my shoulder, watching us select songs.

I laughed. "Why not?" Emily hopped up out of her chair and started playing air guitar as I hit play on Johnny B. Goode. As it wound down she dropped to the floor kicking her feet. I laughed even harder. "I think I've seen that move before."

Sunday, May 11, 2025

Summer In Maine: Part 5

Hot Date

A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories.



The tires hissed along the gravel drive as I pulled alongside her Jeep. I walked to the door, bouquet in hand and rang the bell. I took a deep breath, just as the door opened. A pretty girl stood there, dark hair and piercing eyes stared intently at me for a moment. In a flash of an eye a familiar crooked little smile crossed her face.

"Mom, your hot date is here!" She yelled over her shoulder.

Friday, May 9, 2025

Summer In Maine: Part 4

Face To Face

A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories.



My heart was pounding in my chest. She had sounded conflicted, like she wanted to see me, but had reservations. I forced myself to take slow deep breaths before I ducked into my room and got my jacket. I tried to calm down, and keep from speeding there but I also knew I'd need to find the place. I followed the directions and found it easily. I was about twenty minutes early. I asked for a booth in a quiet area, and let the hostess know a friend was meeting me.

Wednesday, May 7, 2025

Summer In Maine: Part 3

Leave them wanting more

A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories.



We made our way to the Jeep and I put our stuff in the back and walked around to give her a hand into her seat. The look in her eyes was dreamy as I closed her door and walked around to the driver's side. We drove back in silence, her hand on my thigh giving it an occasional squeeze. When I pulled into the driveway she looked over at me, the expression in her eyes was full of longing. I got out and walked around the Jeep and grabbed the cooler from the back and walked around and opened her door.

Monday, May 5, 2025

Summer In Maine: Part 2

Lesson Two, and Two and a half.

A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories.



This summer job wasn't turning out the way I'd thought. So far I'd mowed the lawn, done the dishes, (thankfully there's a dishwasher) hauled trash, done laundry, dusted and vacuumed. When Summer asked if I wanted to help her out for a few weeks I sort of expected there would be fringe benefits to go with, or instead of, getting paid. Instead it was actual work. She wasn't shy, about her body or mine, she often would wrap her arm around my waist to help with her balance. She occasionally stroked my ass through my jeans. I didn't hesitate to return the favor but I always ended up with only a smile in return.

Saturday, May 3, 2025

Summer In Maine: Part 1

Summer Arrives on the Atlantic Coast of Maine, in time for his first time.

A 7-part series by Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Stories.



I was finally glad to be out of school. My buddy Jeff got out last year. He went off and joined the military and left our little town. I figured I'd work the summer here and see what was what after the tourists left. It was still early yet, they hadn't started arriving yet, clogging the roads with their luxury cars, acting as if they owned the place. Truth be told, they did. If it weren't for them, the rest of us wouldn't have a living. Fishing wasn't cutting it anymore, and the old quarries down coast were barely running now. Luckily we had the tourists.

I walked down into the village near the docks, and popped into the little corner store.

"Hey Peter." I heard as I walked in. Paula nodded at me and smiled. She and her husband ran this little place, and did well by the locals and tourists alike. I waved and smiled at her as I headed to the back and grabbed a soda from the cooler.

Thursday, May 1, 2025

Runways: Part 6

Man’s escape to the fishing hole

By m storyman x – listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.



I pushed the boat away and motored almost silently down about half the length of the lake to a nice weed bed, and started to work a small fly along the edges of the weeds.

The rain started less than two hours later, but I was ready for it, mostly. I pulled on the rain suit I'd taken along to fend off the ice cold drops. The cold began to seep through the light weight rain suit as the temperature dropped precipitously, easily down over a dozen degrees in the first twenty minutes. This storm had all the earmarks of one intending to stay for a while. It was late summer, which meant that the temperatures could easily reach up to ninety if it was clear, but it could also get uncomfortably cold at these altitudes.