Solstice Changes: Part 3

He wakes me up for the sunrise.

Based on the works of evans lily, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.





"Let me guess." Rocking back on his heels, he lifted my hips and drew down my knickers, pulling them from my trembling body with surprising speed. "No one's ever kissed you here." He leaned over me again, his mouth grazing the crease where the top of my leg met my abdomen. I shuddered and he smiled.

"No, thought not. What about here?" He nudged my thighs apart and planted a kiss on my inner thigh. "Adam!" I gasped, acutely aware that not only could he could see everything, the pungent aroma of my arousal was heavy in the air between us.

Solstice Changes: Part 2

Alone with my blind date on a moon-flooded hillside.

Based on the works of evans lily, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.

"It's still not quite dark," I said, looking up at the ink-washed sky and noticing that only the brightest stars were visible.

"It's the longest day of the year tomorrow."

Of course. The summer solstice. "Does that mean that tonight is the shortest night then?"

Adam sent me a sideways glance. "It certainly feels like it."

I knew what he meant. The last two hours had flown by. "Well, it must be tonight or tomorrow night, I s'pose," I murmured, experiencing another inward glow of pleasure.

The Librarian: Part 4

Tough Guy.

 by horn pixy. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

“What do you think?” he asked as she lifted the glass to her lips. She took a sip and her tongue tasted a drop that was left behind on her bottom lip.
“Not bad,’ she said. “Not bad at all, barman. Got any other surprises for me?”
“Sure do. Just come round back and step into my office for a minute or so.”
Ignoring the looks of his staff as he abandoned them to the crush of too many customers, he lifted the counter for her to follow him behind the bar. His hand low on her back, he guided her into the back of the building, to the room that housed his office. There was a solid wooden desk with a chair on each side and a computer stand on the other side. He closed and locked the door behind him and stood with his hands in his pockets as she surveyed the room.

The Librarian: Part 3

Explorations Commence.

 by horn pixy. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

“My tongue?” she said, sounding a little squeaky.
“Yes, Emily. Slip it in my mouth.”
There was a moment of silence, and then she asked, “why?”

“I want to show you something delicious,” he said, and instead of the pity he might have expected when he realized that she had never done this, he only felt a primal, primitive male pride to be the one to teach her, to show her.

He felt her warm little tongue pressing hesitatingly against his lips and opened them, sucking it hard inside his mouth.
“Oh my,” she gasped; or tried to, anyway; and he grinned a little in pure satisfaction.
“Good, huh?” he asked after he let go.
“Uhm,” she muttered.
“Want to do it again?”

The Librarian: Part 2

About Last Night

 by horn pixy. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

Well, she thought almost bitterly as she got dressed in sweatpants and a plain black sweater that was soft and a little loose after her latest, and to date most successful, weight-loss plan. She considered shoes, but settled for her fluffy pink slippers instead. So much for her brilliant theory. She had sat there for hours and hours on the most uncomfortable stool ever, drinking glass after glass of whiskey because she didn’t know what else to order and was too shy to ask. And nobody; not even one man; had shown any interest in her. The only one who talked at her at all was the hot bartender, who…

The Librarian: Part 1

Brandon has been harboring a secret librarian fantasy

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Brandon has been harboring a secret librarian fantasy for many years, but Emily was hardly his idea of a hot librarian. She was the type of women who came a side-serving of Complication. So why couldn't he stay away from her?

It was almost time for last call. Brandon wiped the sodden rag over the counter and put the empty glass the girl had just put down into the crate under the bar with the other dirty glasses.

“One more?” he asked. She nodded and took her wallet from her purse. He handed her the scotch on the rocks; her sixth or seventh one for the evening; and wondered how she managed to keep her balance on the high barstool.

The Celibate Lives of Jack & Jill

Satisfying each other, on a daily basis.

Based on a post by sex4every1. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

I had just divorced my husband after twenty-two years of marriage. It wasn't anyone's fault, there just was no more love, let alone lust, between us. I think we both gravitated to different interests and different activities. Sex was almost nonexistent, but I often saw semen stuck to the shower walls, after he left for work. Me? I had vibrators and erotic novels, keeping me sated.

We had decided to dispense with lawyers and all the red tape and to just part amicably; it helped, of course; that we were very wealthy and I was offered a very reasonable settlement. For that amount, I was able to buy an old house at the beach, which had been a dream of mine for many years.

Solstice Changes: Part 1

I swapped one blind date for another.

Based on the works of evans lily, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.

I glanced at my watch. Eight thirty-six. Thirty-six long minutes past the hour. And I'd arrived early of course. Just in case. So all in all, I'd been sitting on the steps of the Buttercross for a bottom-numbing forty-nine minutes. It was time to face facts.

I'd been stood up.

Blowing out a sigh, I got to my feet and brushed down my dress. Maybe he'd turned up, taken one look at me and bolted. Or maybe he'd just forgotten.

Yeah, right. I snorted at my own naivety, startling the pigeon that had landed by my foot. Who'd forget they'd been set up on a blind date? I certainly couldn't have forgotten. Bloody Lisa and her great ideas.

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.

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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.

Root Hollow: Part 2

 New Year, Motherhood, and home life decisions.

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

Shauna was up just before Kelsey was done in the shower and she went about making breakfast. Jim was his usual chipper self when the three of them sat down for their morning repast.

The conversation was pretty light and they talked about their plans for the New Year.

Jim and Shauna had ideas about finishing out the remaining two bedrooms on the house. And then the conversation turned to Kelsey.

"What are your plans, sweetheart?" asked Jim.

Kelsey looked at him and tried to reconcile this version of Jim with the one who was fucking her and her mom.

Root Hollow: Part 1

College girl has to move home and makes a risky decision.

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Kelsey had been doing pretty good after graduating from junior college. She'd landed a decent job with a promising California company two years prior and she'd been dating a coworker and that was looking good too. The tall and slim redhead fit in well with the Silicon Valley fashion scene and she rather enjoyed being able to pull off some of the more interesting styles. Back at home she was just called 'skinny'.

Married To A Goddess: Part 9

The Gods fight to the death.

Based on a post by DustinMidnight, in 9 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Vanessa was driving as fast out of town as she could, her bags in the trunk of her car. She glanced at the clock on the dashboard, waiting for it to be late enough in the morning to call her sister to let her know she was going to have a surprise visit.

She saw signs for a work zone and let the car slow a bit. The last thing she needed was to be pulled over for speeding. “Come on, I just need to get as far away from here as I can,” she muttered. She imagined the nightmare of what would happen when Liesmith discovered she hadn’t succeeded in what he wanted her to do – seducing Dan.

Married To A Goddess: Part 8

Annabelle Gets Played. Vanessa Makes Her Move.

Based on a post by DustinMidnight, in 9 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Gizzy laid there snoozing on the couch with a controller in her hand as she had a blanket covering a part of her body. Dan listened to how she snored. And gave a light kick on the blanket. It was rather funny, as Dan moved over and pushed the blanket over her, even covering her breast. She grunted,

“Burn baby burn, he he he!” Gizzy mumbled in her sleep. Dan flat out wasn’t sure what she meant by that and probably didn’t want to know. He sighed and began heading over towards the bedroom. He noticed a bit Bast wasn’t around. Normally she’d sneak up and try to bug him or make a snarky remark. But for the most part. Dan imagined that she might’ve just gone to bed or was having a night in the town. Cat’s are weird, so why wouldn’t a Cat goddess, be just as weird.

Married To A Goddess: Part 7

Dan gets played by Annabelle.

Based on a post by DustinMidnight, in 9 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

She glanced at the license and asked the usual question,

“Do you know how fast you were going?”

“I was going 40…?” Dan ventured a guess, though he cursed under his breath because he hadn’t paying attention, with the combination of the unfamiliar muscle car and the sexy hitchhiker fantasy that had been occupying his brain. He couldn’t help checking out Annabelle the cop as she looked over the car registration.

 The buttons of her uniform shirt looked to be straining against her breasts. That was when he noticed that her badge and the silver insignia on her collar read “HPD.”

Married To A Goddess: Part 6

Goddesses line up to enjoy Dan’s bed.

Based on a post by DustinMidnight, in 9 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

In front of him were three beautiful women, each of them gorgeous in their own way. Annabelle went to give each of the girls a hug.

She started with the blonde, who was wearing a pink tank top and a baseball cap, Plus a pair of short shorts that barely covered her ass. The woman smiled and hugged back.

“Annabelle! It’s so great to see you!” cooed the blonde “It’s been what, 50 years?” After Annabelle broke the hug, the blonde gave her a kiss on the cheek.