Geoff and Marie’s Good Life: Part 2

Lazy Sunday

A retired couple discover the perfect Sunday.

Based on posts by Only In My Mind, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

List of main characters.

Geoff:   retired materials scientist. Mid-sixties. 5 foot 10 inch, ex amateur rugby player, still swims, runs and walks to keep fit. More than adequately equipped to satisfy his wife.

Marie:   retired modern languages lecturer. Same age as her husband, Geoff. 5 foot 2 inch voluptuous build, with D cup tits and proportionate bum and hips. Shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes and olive skin inherited from her French grandmother.

Geoff and Marie’s Good Life: Part 1

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Legends of Godiva: Part 5

Legends of Godiva: Part 5
Surviving a Viking camp is not easy.

Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Godgifu found Cnut sitting by the stream, absentmindedly throwing rocks into it with a sour look on his face. She walked to his side and rested her hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry;" she said quietly.

"Why the Pindsvin sorry?" Cnut said quietly, "Afraid of Cnut the beast? Think he cut off the Pindsvin face for arguing with Cnut? You think easy? Be king to three countries?"

"And some of Sweden;" Godgifu added. "No; I don't. Half the time I can't deal with Coventry, much less Mercia. No; I meant I was sorry for assuming the worst about you. I only knew about you from stories told by people angry and hurting about what they had lost in war. After all that, I didn't even want you to be a man, much less one who's; well, goofy and likeable," she said, sitting down next to him.

Legends of Godiva: Part 4

Legends of Godiva: Part 4
A mysterious stranger comes, the lovers are parted.

Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

"Oh good, I was afraid Sir Hulgar might skip over the mutilations at Sandwich;" Godgifu whispered, pinching the bridge of her nose between her eyes.

"So; so sorry;" Leofric said, slowly turning a greenish color.

"But, God was watching!" Sir Hulgar raged, thrusting his gnarled and scarred finger in the air. "The Danish demon defiled the blessed throne of England but a few weeks, before his own horse threw him to his death, ending forever his accursed reign!" At this point, almost all the children cheered, for indeed Sir Hulgar told the tale with such verve and animation that most people would not have believed it possible from a man who spoke mostly through grunts and threatening glares.

Legends of Godiva: Part 3

Legends of Godiva: Part 3
The Lady’s Vulnerable Moments.

Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

"Well, I won't keep you any longer. You always have so much to do, so many to please. I, myself, only have my pew plan to go over today;"

"The church seating? Why are you looking at that?"

"From what you've said, if Sir Leofric is truly Northman's brother, not to mention the Ealdorman of Twywell, we can't have him sitting just anywhere. He'll need to sit along with those of his rank; aside from you, he's probably the most notable person in town."

Legends of Godiva: Part 2

Legends of Godiva: Part 2
A secret visit to Leofric's room lands Godiva in jail.

Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

She lay there in the soft clover panting, her bare skin glowing in the moonlight, feeling like she had discovered something life-changing. Whether it was safe or not, Godiva loved being naked, and whatever ecstasy had just taken over her, she loved that, too. So began Godiva's life of sneaking out and briefly living a life away from the cares and responsibilities of a virtuous widow. It had saved her life.

Legends of Godiva: Part 1

Legends of Godiva: Part 1
A knight on an errand meets a skinny-dipping beauty.

Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Editor’s Preface.

Lady Godgifu’s life is a subject of many legends, but sourcing the most accurate narrative is still rather challenging. Some myths, while not strictly accurate, are mere simplifications of a more complexed chronology. Campfire stories often morph the facts, but maintain the nature of the legendary strong-willed woman.

In this tome, we will venture into the influence that certain Coventry monks contributed to the lore of Lady Godiva. Sir Leofric and Lady Godgifu are clearly historical figures with a vast legacy in the British Isles.

Revival at Nude Creek: Part 5

She smiled and said, “Dear boy, I'm gonna make you a man.”

Based on a post by mydeepsix, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

The Aftermath

It looked like a war zone. I was surrounded by fallen nude men, their labored breathing and sweaty muscles, lying in a pile at my feet. Most had passed out; some had just fallen asleep. I sat up carefully, and Ken rushed to help me keep my balance as I made my way to where he and Steve had watched.

We sat together by the drums for a moment, looking over the carnage I had wrought. "This will help you," Steve said as he handed me a cup filled with a cold, clear liquid. It smelled clean and fresh, like clover, apple, and cucumber, and I drank it. I felt the cool drink flow down my insides to my stomach; a funny feeling indeed. Steve sat on one side, Ken on the other. I leaned against Ken's shoulder, and he put his arm around my waist. I was exhausted, sore, and spent. The drink did revive and refresh me. We sat together in silence, mesmerized, watching the campfire slowly burn down.

Revival at Nude Creek: Part 4

April needs more than a boy-toy to satisfy her.

Based on a post by mydeepsix, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Just before sunrise, I woke, feeling rested. Slowly, I was conscious of Ken's erect cock between my buns; I wiggled a little bit to be sure. I wondered if he was awake. Having raised sons myself, I know men could get erections in their sleep. I loved the feeling of it; his hot skin against mine. At home, we had separate beds, so this tender moment was a treat for me.

Suddenly, I remembered Mike was with us! I slowly let my hand explore down between his legs; his cock was hard too! I listened to both men's breathing for any sign they were awake, then I grew impatient and decided to act.

Revival at Nude Creek: Part 3

Ken’s wife pushes the boundaries of sexual liberation. Hard.

Based on a post by mydeepsix, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

I lay there on the ground, my face hurt, flushed, and red from humiliation. Despite that, I felt newly needful, my cunt tingling with heat. I was aware of a rising arousal from deep in my subconscious. A raw, primal lust, an urgent need to please the alpha. I was now a worthless sex toy, nameless, only good for satisfying any random man that Leo gave me to. My cheek stung, and my mouth had the foul taste of the ranger's seed. But my cunt burned. I needed to get fucked again. Deb came over and helped me up, brushing the leaves and grass from my hair.

"Are you OK?" she asked. I nodded. Then she turned and grabbed his cock and started to tug it, getting it semi-hard in the process.

Revival at Nude Creek: Part 2

The first day of the music festival.

Based on a post by mydeepsix, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

As I sat there looking around at the semi-nude or fully naked young people, carefree and relaxed, I had a vague feeling in the back of my mind, as if I were caught in a river and being gently pushed downstream, helpless, toward deeper, treacherous waters. Leo slid over, smiled, and put his arm around me. I looked up, but Ken hadn't noticed.

"What do you think about when your husband fucks you?" Leo asked, whispering in my ear. I was shocked.

At any other time, even a few days ago, a question like that would have gotten Leo slapped hard, and then my husband would have beaten his ass to save my honor. I would have stormed off in furious indignation. But, here, partially naked with only my guitar between me and a lustful young man, I felt oddly submissive.

Revival at Nude Creek: Part 1

If a morning echo says we've sinned.

Based on a post by mydeepsix, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Author's note: This story revolves around a typical American small-town family in the 1970s, the quest of a couple to find themselves and reinvent their relationship; through the eyes of the housewife protagonist, April.

Even protected by a small town, the songs we listened to on the radio painted a different, more risqu version of the world:

Beginning our journey

You don't realize how much of your persona is shaped by your environment and social pressures. The music of the time seemed to suggest a looser morality than most people lived in real life, especially in a small northern town. The AM radio was ever-present, a soundtrack to our daily lives. The television reported social change from the cities and college campuses; it was the sexual revolution, the era of free love. That undertone was ever-present.

Gift of the Virility Gods: Part 3

The Institute Is Astounded.

By maigret - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Chapter 24. Home to bed.

At the Institute, Suzanne took one look at the disheveled Kyoko, her barely covered puffy tits verging on obscene, the belly threatening to pop more buttons off of her strained blouse, and the stunned expression on the poor young girl’s face, and instantly understood that this was another victim of my wild cock.

“Come on, girl, we’ll check you in and get you all taken care of. You’ll stay here until you have your baby.”

After she had led Kyoko out, Suzanne turned to me.

“Any others like that, you can bring them here. This is good for us. We want to study your entire sexual network, your harem.” She grinned mischievously.

Gift of the Virility Gods: Part 2

The Latina Liaison.

By maigret - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Chapter 12. The Titty fuck.

At home Cassidy was wearing the same skimpy outfit as yesterday. She noticed my pants, which I had tried to clean, but still showed white traces.

“What happened to you?”
“Oh, I spilled some yogurt at lunch.”

“You need to get those cleaned.” Good that she wasn’t suspicious.

Seeing her smiling face and her pneumatic boobs put me in the mood again.

“I want to titty fuck you Cass.”

Gift of the Virility Gods: Part 1

The chronicles of Max & Cassidy.

By maigret - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Preface:

This is a fantastical science fiction tale of extremes that imagines an uncontrolled lust leading to outrageous, possibly offensive or sometimes comic results. Includes themes of cheating, rape, and bizarre acts. Just imagining, don’t take it too seriously.

Chapter 1. Blame it all on Cassidy’s Big tits.

I had been in a long-term relationship with Lisa for a couple of years. Once we moved in together, our relationship settled into a bit of rut. Lisa could pass for attractive if she put effort into it, but the truth was, she was fundamentally plain. An average face and an average body. And domesticity revealed an unpleasant nagging side of her character, occasionally crossing over into downright bitchiness.