Jenna Goes To Church: Part 3

A Visit From The Bishop

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

Reverend Morris anxiously paced back and forth in the lounge. He was in turmoil; he'd just received a letter from Bishop George, who was planning to visit him. On top of that, he'd been agonizing all day how to finally tell Lucy that their marriage was over. The past few weeks had seen his safe and somewhat dull life turned upside down. Ever since that romp with Jenna Fox in the vestry. What seemed to be a wild, one-off had now morphed into a passionate relationship. Now the vicar was seriously falling in love with the much younger woman.

Jenna Goes To Church: Part 2

The Curate loses his virginity.

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

At this Sunday's service, there was much talk of the upcoming harvest festival. Members of the congregation were encouraged to donate fruit and vegetables, along with non-perishable items for the local foodbank.

Jenna had made an effort and brought along a bag of apples. She placed the bag on the side table in the church hall.

"I don't know how a brazen hussy like you has the cheek to set foot in a church."

Jenna remained calm, as she turned to face Mrs. Norris. "Well I'm a Christian, the same as you."

Jenna Goes To Church: Part 1

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Big Dirk and the Tiny Blonde: Part 5

Wrapping Up the Case.

By kittybeaver, in 5 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

Tina was gone, if she had ever existed in the first place. Now there was only the Tinatron, just one of the many moving parts in the Harmony machine. The parts worked together in perfect balance, creating harmony for the world. There was no machine more important than the Harmony machine. When it failed to work, the world descended into chaos. It was an enormous machine, for an enormous job. The Tinatron was only a small part, but her task was vital.

Connected to the rest of the Harmony machine via a piston, the Tinatron's job was to produce the actual harmony. The piston pumped in and out of her receiving pipe, making a high pitched whistle as it moved. Inside the Tinatron, little explosions powered her gears, turning them round and round.

"Wheeeeeee." The piston pumped into her.

Big Dirk and the Tiny Blonde: Part 4

If sex is a weapon then love is a double homicide.

By kittybeaver, in 5 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

"Start with the bookshelves." She pointed to the wall next to the fireplace. "Remember, we're looking for a bullet hole or an opening a gun could've been fired through."

Tina turned her attention to the wall in front of her, moving her scanner methodically over the wood paneling and around the ornately framed oil paintings. It was her educated guess that the murderer had been in the neighboring office and drilled a hole in the wall.

"These are some fancy books," Dirk said. Tina looked over her shoulder and saw his head tilted sideways as he read the spines. "They're all hardcovers and absolutely no Harry Potter."

Big Dirk and the Tiny Blonde: Part 3

Doing it Cold War style.

By kittybeaver, in 5 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

It was difficult for Dirk to pretend he wasn't having sex. Tina's cunt felt so good. He wanted to close his eyes, shut out the rest of the universe, and just experience it.

"Adjust left," Fact-Tel said. "Left, you malfunctioning flesh machine, left."

Dirk made the adjustment while Tina whimpered, "I love it, I love it."

Big Dirk and the Tiny Blonde: Part 2

Sometimes it gets hard to say the right words.

By kittybeaver, in 5 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

Dirk's biceps flexed and contracted as his arm moved in long strokes up and down the front of his pants. Tina tried to be shocked and appalled by his actions, but the part of her that controlled lower brain functions found it mesmerizing.

"What are you doing?"

"Switching on video recording," Fact-Tel said. "I'm sure we'll want this for the archives."

"I was able to identify General Zero," Dirk said, his arm keeping its slow, steady pace "and follow him--"

Big Dirk and the Tiny Blonde: Part 1

It takes more than an, R; rating to save the world.

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Of course he was good looking. In fact, 'good looking' was an understatement. 6'4" and 240 lbs. of muscle clad in tight blue jeans and an equally tight red t-shirt, he was intimidatingly gorgeous. Dirk Allen made his living as a male model, so Tina had expected intimidatingly gorgeous. Good thing for her she wasn't easily intimidated.

Somerset College Advanced Sex Ed: Part 4

The students learn which positions are best for breeding.

Based on the work of firebird68. listen to the Podcast on Steamy Stories

 

“Hi, Andrea!” Sunny called, waving as the small, brunette girl entered the room, walking briskly to her seat.

“Are you feeling better?” Lindsay asked.

It was a fair question. The last time they had seen her was at the end of class yesterday. When the period had wrapped up, she was still dazed and limp, totally mind-fucked in the aftermath of her overwhelming climaxes, and being cradled in Chris’s arms.

“Of course.” Andrea snapped, her cheeks growing bright red.

Somerset College Advanced Sex Ed: Part 3

The students begin the next chapter; sex positions 101.

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“Okay, everyone open your textbooks to chapter three, please.” Miss Banks instructed, waiting as the students all pulled out their books and flipped to the page. “As you all can see, this chapter will be covering sexual positions. A few examples include missionary, cowgirl, or doggy style. Today, we’ll be going through a few various positions, and I’ll be having you demonstrate them in pairs. Does anyone want to go first?”

Sunny’s hand shot into the air and she waved it around, eagerly.

“I’ll go first, Miss Banks!” she offered.

Somerset College Advanced Sex Ed: Part 2

Day two of class; the boys get tested.

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“Hi, Samantha!” Sunny greeted as the black-haired girl entered the room. “How were your morning classes?”

“Fine.” Samantha rasped, swiftly walking to her seat, and dropping her bag.

“Oh, wow.” Sunny came to stand next to her desk. “You sound terrible! What’s wrong?”

“Oh, I don’t know!” Samantha snapped, turning to face Tanner. “Maybe it’s because SOMEONE fucked the ever-living shit out of my throat yesterday.”

Somerset College Advanced Sex Ed: Part 1

Unsuspecting college freshmen sign off for an “Advanced Sex Ed’ class.

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“Hey, everybody!”

Samantha groaned as she recognized the bubbly, happy voice immediately. She looked up and confirmed her guess as Sunny skipped into the classroom. Samantha didn’t exactly get along with Sunny. The blonde’s happy-go-lucky persona and perpetual cheerfulness made her nauseous. Still, the girl didn’t seem to get the hint and refused to leave her alone. She sighed as Sunny noticed her sitting at one of the desks and waved, bouncing over to her.

“Samantha!” she said. “You’re in this class, too?”

Room and Bored: Part 5

Dale’s schedule filled up with women’s requests..

Based on a post by Krosis, in 5 parts. Listen to the ►  Podcast at Steamy Stories.

At college, Melanie reminded Dale of their date that weekend. He nodded, he was originally going to cancel, but now that Nancy and Dale had -- was 'broken up' the correct term? -- well, whatever it was, it was done, so he figured he'd take the pretty platinum blonde to the movie and try to get on with his life.

Just before he left the campus, though, he got a picture message from an unknown number. Confused, he opened it to see a photo of him taking Nancy from behind in their kitchen. The pic was a bit grainy, obviously taken from outside the house, but both their faces could easily be identified.

A text then arrived from the same number: *My place, 6pm -- Helena*

Room and Bored: Part 4

Dale helps Nancy after her fall.

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Once Dale had his privacy, he dropped his jeans and started to stroke his cock. Pretty soon he was approaching orgasm, and he grabbed the tissue box.

Thump Thump Thump Thump! "Ow!"

Dale turned. Nancy was sprawled at the bottom of the basement stairs, holding one ankle and grimacing.

He quickly pulled up his pants and rushed over to her. "Are you alright?"

"I hurt my ankle! Oow!" Tears were rolling down her cheeks.

"Don't move!" he advised her. "Just your ankle, not your head or other, parts?" He noticed that her tights were around her ankles. "Did you trip on your tights?"

Room and Bored: Part 3

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Room and Bored: Part 2

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Room and Bored: Part 1

College student Dale is attracted to his landlady.

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Dale woke up to the sound of a woman crying. The 19-year-old pulled on a robe and headed up the stairs, out of his basement suite and into the house proper. He quickly zeroed in on the source of the crying, the shadowy form of his landlady sitting on the living room couch, her head in her hands.

"Nancy?" he called out softly to her, trying not to startle her.

"Oh!" she whirled. "Dale! Did I wake you? I'm so sorry!"

Dale stopped as he spied the curve of the older woman's bountiful cleavage peeking out from her robe as she turned toward him. It was a struggle, but he brought his gaze up to meet her beautiful brown eyes. "It's okay, are you alright?" he asked her.

Ozark Race Wars: Part 13

Taliyah.

Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

By lunchtime, she was beginning to feel somewhat selfish. Mikhail had been attentive with a totally unexpected devotion all morning long. While Taliyah was emotionally conflicted about her parent's most recent feuding, it was systematic of a much deeper rift she'd always felt among them. She'd always sensed it; as if something was missing in their lives.

To be honest with herself, at first she'd been secretly pleased when Brandy's home life had imploded last summer. Not only had she found herself lusting for Darius over Rashaan, she'd long been envious of the seeming closeness between Big Bob and Jodi May. She'd felt furtive elation when Brandy's mom eloped with Senior Deputy Jenks, shattering the illusion of their happy household.

Ozark Race Wars: Part 12

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Ozark Race Wars: Part 11

Requiem.

Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

Once more, our esteemed academic Captain, Dr. Pierre O'Rourke Jean-Georges, led us through a rather confused and unhappy post-game liturgy in honor of; well in support of racial unity, I guessed. It was really hard to tell with the way he would ramble off-point every few minutes. The Football Team was in chairs on the floor of the gym with the Cheer Squad and Student Government. The rest of the student body was squeezed into the bleachers; very cozy.

The Special Investigator also spoke briefly to the assembly, asking for our help on the case. The school was also hiring a 'Racial Grievance Counselor' who was, surprise, surprise, Dr. Nubia Franklin Jean-Georges; our Principal's wife. I was kind of curious who was making the school system pony up the money for her services as well as precisely when the 'interview' process had taken place.

Ozark Race Wars: Part 10

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Ozark Race Wars: Part 9

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Ozark Race Wars: Part 8

Options:

Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 ‘Senior Deputy Sheriff Samsonov is a hell of a guy,’ Brandy mused.

‘Him? No; not at first. Before me, the man had the sexual techniques of a cloistered monk. His cock on the other hand; whoa Nelly!’ All three women nodded. ‘I had to train him over the years and he's pretty stubborn with these peculiar ideas about propriety and what locations are acceptable for intercourse.’

‘Huh?’ That was Brandy.

‘In my opinion, if you can escape law enforcement it isn't really a crime.’

‘What?’ Taliyah.

Sigh; ‘is there a place you wouldn't attempt to have sex?’ Gayle looked them over. The two teens exchanged looks.

Ozark Race Wars: Part 7

Getting to our classes.

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Getting to our classes was eased by us being late. My teacher declared me 'tardy' despite my protestations that my brother had just been taken to the hospital. A few of my Black classmates snickered over that. 'Alexander' was given a 'pass' by his far more understanding teacher. That teacher was one of the 'haters', but Mikhail figured that hospitalizing one of us had gone way overboard in that man's eyes.

That wasn't the only sign that things had changed. Darius and his crowd were prepping for the next attack. The rest of the school; they sensed something terrible was on the horizon. Our lack of response was a warning sign all its own. We weren't cringing, blustering, or glowering. Vicky said we were the 'eye of the storm' and wanted in on whatever vengeance we had planned.

Ozark Race Wars: Part 6

Riley, Taliyah and Dominique, oh my!

Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Upstairs, at the same time.

Pist; pist,’ Taliyah hissed at Mikhail. ‘Wake up.’

‘I'm awake,’ he replied, though his eyes remained closed.

‘I can't believe Vlad is cheating on Brandy.’

‘Brandy keeps telling him that she's Darius' girl. How long is he supposed to hang around waiting for her to decide?’ Mikhail questioned.

‘I; I warned her; he had better not be fucking my Mother.’

Ozark Race Wars: Part 5

Approved Affection.

Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

Brandy was unlocking the door when I put a hand on her elbow and strongly turned her around. Frustration morphed into confusion and blossomed into happiness as I exacted my promised minute make-out session. Even a colossal distraction as big as the Mayor's family implosion wouldn't keep me from my Brandy-time.

Big Bob 'caught' us at it. The door had been opened and the AC was exiting the front door.

‘Hands above the belt-line, Mr. Samsonov,’ he grumbled in a friendly manner.

‘Daddy,’ Brandy pouted to her Papa. ‘He's behaving himself.’

‘Are you behaving yourself around my daughter?’ the Sheriff quizzed me.

Ozark Race Wars: Part 4

Exorcism Fucking.

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‘You told me you are Darius' girl,’ I threw her words back at her. She buried her face in a pillow and started to sob. I would have been aghast except Mom, the presentimental witch that she was, had warned me about this feminine tactic to avoid responsibility.

‘Stop that,’ I grew stormy-serious. ‘You don't get to cry, Brandy. I keep showing you I care for you and I certainly want you. You are the one with another man.’

‘That's not fair,’ she turned her tear-streaked face my way. Yep, it was an act. ‘You know that Darius and I are; complicated.’

Ozark Race Wars: Part 3

Emptiness.

Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

I was a bit of a loss what to do as our sexual congress had gone in a totally different direction from what I had foreseen. Brandy seemed physically happy with the outcome yet her mind was conflicted. She slowly slipped to my right side before propping herself up. She didn't look at me. Her vision was locked onto her scattered articles of clothing.

Dressing meant us heading back to my place then her having to confront Darius with all that had happened to her; and she'd liked being with me. She felt Darius was going to pierce any fable she created so leaving equated to pain and degradation for her. I believed Darius would punish her for his lousy planning. It was ludicrous to believe Brandy could entrap me.

Ozark Race Wars: Part 2

First Week.

Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

I started out the next morning admiring the boarding on the window to the Principal's second story office. The ground and bushes beneath it were pretty trampled up too. That was a good way to start the day. In homeroom, I was talking to Kaelyne again when Princess Brandy announced her entrance and her 'power' over me.

‘Hey Vlad,’ she greeted me with sugary sweetness. She was working out ways to get me for the whole 'dog not kissing her mouth' thing.

‘Hey Skank,’ I grinned at her. Her face froze. Taliyah pulled up short.

‘What did you say?’ Brandy hissed.

‘Skank. Are you hard of hearing?’ I mused.

Ozark Race Wars: Part 1

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The Popular Sorority: Part 10

Jessica: State of the Art

by  musicankane - listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Art room 4 0 5 was on the top floor of the Drama and Art building. The top floor itself was reserved for small practice studios that students could rent for various art needs. The department didn't expect people to paint, or chalk draw in their dorms which would only yield a mess that could ruin the room for the next batch of students. So these rooms were provided with materials included in order to prevent that. You did have to book rooms in advanced though, so sometimes practice space was hard to come by, the music rooms had the same issue.