An Angel For Bishop: Part 2

Willows most serious injuries are in her psychie.

In 4 parts, based on a post by BurntRedstone. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Willow let go of Dan Bishop’s sleeve and he left her in the bathroom so she could shower in privacy. He quickly gathered up new clothes for her. He got one of his tight t-shirts that would likely be a little big on her but might be tight enough to assist with supporting her breasts. Another pair of draw string track pants, socks, and another flannel shirt to cover up her amazing tits. Gah! He had to stop thinking about her that way!

An Angel For Bishop: Part 1

When two damaged souls collide can they find salvation.

In 4 parts, based on a post by BurntRedstone. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Chapter 1

The early winter storm raged and thrashed across the mountain range. It seemed especially angry with the narrow mountainside road Dan was cautiously driving his jeep on. The fierce winds fought to push the jeep across the icy road into the deep ravine below. If it wasn't for the heavy tire chains he'd installed at the base of the mountain he'd already be tumbling down that cliff.

Why Should I Help Her? Part 2

 Is anyone keeping track of the favors owed?

Based on a post by Millsy, in 2 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

 

"Oh fuck!" I groaned as she sucked harder, her tongue lapping at the underside of my thrusting cock inside her mouth, her teeth raking at the firm, taut flesh near the swinging balls that slapped against her chin with each inward lunge.

More drool spilled out of her mouth, falling from her chin and splashing onto the floor. My cock was spasming inside her mouth, my balls were contracting, almost pulsing as I struggled to stop the dam from bursting.

Why Should I Help Her? Part 1

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The Tinker’s Career: Part 5

 Customer services expand..

Based on a post by ron de, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.

Ester smiled then.

"Have you not seen the crack in the wall that separates our bedrooms?"

I had been found out not because of my handkerchief. A crack in the wall had exposed what I had done. There was no other course than to admit it.

"You have watched me through that crack?"

Ester nodded.

The Tinker’s Career: Part 4

Meeting the needs of the patrons.

Based on a post by ron de, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.

Grace chuckled.

"He is skilled at mending holes in buckets, but he is not very skilled in other things. He does not understand how the two of us may live here together without a man."

Elizabeth smiled.

"Such would believe any man. They are so proud of their own abilities they could not listen to an alternative."

I felt the need to interrupt. I was more than willing to listen.

The Tinker’s Career: Part 3

On My Own.

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The heavy heart I had upon leaving Honiton and Estelle brightened some as I walked along the road. The day was warm and sunny, and I had a feeling of freedom I'd not had for six years. During my apprenticeship, it was a requirement that I eat, sleep, and work according to the schedule of Master Eaton. His schedule even dictated the times when Estelle and I might engage in the skills she taught me, for we could do so only when he was absent from the workshop.

The Tinker’s Career: Part 2

Estelle’s Training.

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"I feel a wetness."

Estelle sighed as my fingertip again stroked between her puffy outer lips.

"Yes, it is because you are arousing my passions. The flow will increase as I become more excited. It is so to ease the passage of your cock when that time comes."

I confess I was ready for that time to come at that moment, but refrained from acting upon that urge. Instead, I continued my examination of Estelle's cunny, for having never seen one, I was very curious.

The Tinker’s Career: Part 1

 The adventures of a tinsmith's apprentice.

Based on a post by ron de, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.

I write this memoir to leave somewhat of a legacy to future generations, for my trade, like many, will no doubt be replaced by the mindless machines already in use for the making of pots, pans, and other tin plate work. Some will no doubt shake their heads at parts of this tale, though I make no excuses for it. Such has been my life so far, and it was a life lived to the fullest extent possible. To have done otherwise would mean I would suffer the regrets common to people who have lived a life of propriety until old age and therefore barren of excitement and adventure.

Stacy's Mom: Part 2

Kathy makes her desires known.

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

It was one Tuesday in July before I understood why Stacy was always friendly but never wanted to take things any further.

I was working on the design for a small spec building when my phone rang. The number was Stacy's home number, but I knew it wasn't her. She'd said she was going to Florida and took the whole week off. When I answered, the person on the other end was Kathy.

Stacy's Mom: Part 1

I wanted to date Stacy, but she kept inviting her mom too.

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When you grow up in a small town in the South, it's not like growing up anywhere else. The South tends to be conservative anyway, and small towns take conservatism to the extreme. Most of the people in small, southern towns go to church on Sunday morning if not Sunday night and Wednesday night too. Most of the people in small, southern towns have a strict moral code and are quick to judge anyone who doesn't uphold that moral code.

Power of Dirndls and Lederhosen: Part 2

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The Power of Dirndls And Lederhosen: Part 1

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Coming Back to Life: Part 7

New Goals, Fantasies, and Kinks.

Based on a post by Quinn_McMullen, in 7 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 Once in the car, Chrissy put the seat back and started rubbing her clit. "I needed to keep my level of arousal high, so I played with myself as my lover drove me to his house. The sound of my fingers pleasuring myself began to make him hard."

She reached over and touched the front of my jeans. "You're not following the script Quinn. Am I going to have to spank you?"

"Perhaps I need to spank you for being such a demanding lover."

"Oh, I've never been spanked as an adult. We may need to do that."

Coming Back to Life: Part 6

 Jack Is Busted.

Based on a post by Quinn_McMullen, in 7 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Chapter 14.

Friday was a damp, miserable, rainy day. The wind was whipping and I was thankful to have a roof over my head. After I saw Zoë off on her day, I spent a couple hours working on my lesson plans for the coming weeks of classes. I worked on my research a bit, and then had a nice lunch. That afternoon I got out my bass guitar and started practicing pieces our band used to play. Based on Francesca's promise to get gigging again, I downloaded our old repertoire and was playing them on the stereo, playing along to get the timing and rhythm down. It was about half past five and I was having a grand old time.

Coming Back to Life: Part 5

 A Rainy Ceremony.

Based on a post by Quinn_McMullen, in 7 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

Saturday was overcast with a threat of rain. I hoped Anders and his partner Geoffrey had contingency plans. The wedding ceremony and reception were scheduled to start at 4, I planned on picking up Zoë at 3:15. I wore a white dress shirt with a little blue pinstripe in it with a matching tie. White pleated Dockers, penny loafers, and a blue sports coat completed my ensemble.