Team Spirit: Part 3

Team Spirit: Part 3 of 7

A Taking Acquaintances to another level.

By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Standing up for what you believe in may hurt now; not making a stand hurts forever.

Saturday Homecoming

Our Homecoming game had been against Columbia Creek. They were at the bottom half of the league so they didn't give us too much trouble. They played a fair game so we didn't run up the score. It turned out that our game didn't matter too much because on the same night Panther Hill lost their Homecoming to little Hoover. Consider how rough a game Panther Hill had played with us, we could only cheer Hoover on with all our hearts.

Team Spirit: Part 2

Team Spirit: Part 2 of 7

A straight, a bi-sexual, and a lesbian make three.

By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Compassion and passion are not matters of gender or preference.

We took a shower together when we got to my place. Jamie and I were busy exploring one another with soapy hands when Mom knocked on the door and started to come in. I hustled Jamie behind me so that the shower curtain concealed our outline.

"How was the game, dear?" she asked while barely not looking in.

"I got to play. The coach wants to talk about my role on the team tomorrow morning," I informed her.

"How was that little girl you've been seeing ... Jesse?" Mom inquired.

Team Spirit: Part 1

Team Spirit: Part 1 of 7

High school football and romance with a twist.

By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Know who your friends are and why they are your friends.

After my parent's divorce Mom and I moved around a good deal. I tried to get involved in school activities but all I was ever good at was computers and football, and football was how I normally got a foot in the door because I was more into weights and cross country running than being a geek.

At my new school I opted to try out for quarterback for my senior year. I was fast and accurate and had a powerful arm. Unfortunately I wasn't tall, blonde and the popular senior. The coach liked the guy and if the other back-up quarterback had been able to hit a guy at fifteen yards I would have ended up as a half-back.

Portmanteau: More Than a Feeling: Part 4

Conclusion of Sister Golden Hair and Long Cool Woman In A Black Dress. Journeys and choices.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The next day, Mary Margaret found herself near the art department of the Liberal Arts wing. She found Sister Grace's classroom and peered in, only to see Sister Andrea leading the class. Confused, she entered.

"I'm looking for Sister Grace. She had some notes for me on a project."

"Sister Grace resigned the order this morning, my dear," the older nun replied. "She's leaving us."

Kaylin, a short-haired freshman, added nervously, "I saw her with her bags heading to the main entrance like 10 minutes ago."

Mary Margaret quickly left, hoping to find Sister Grace before she was gone.

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?"

Portmanteau: More Than a Feeling: Part 3

Sister Golden Hair. Journeys and choices.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Grace exited the bathroom carrying her shower kit and tiptoed quickly through the empty hallway to her small room. Once inside, she shut the door and pulled the lone desk chair to the door, wedging it tight so no one could enter.

Outside, the afternoon sun filtered through the window, so she quickly drew the shades, careful not to be seen.

The room was sparse, with a wardrobe, a twin bed, a desk, a chair, and little else. Above her bed was a framed picture of Jesus.

Carefully she reached under her mattress and pulled out a glossy magazine with the bold title of Cunt Hunter, featuring a vintage photo of a woman reeling back in ecstasy as a hairy mustachioed man plants his cock deep inside her very hairy cunt. The magazine seemed to be from the 70s, but that was hardly a concern for her.

Portmanteau: More Than a Feeling: Part 2

Diamonds Are Forever. Journeys and choices.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Well, that was fucked, the dark-haired woman thought as she ran through the doors of Christie's Auction House on Boston's fashionable Newbury Street. No sooner had she exited the building when alarms sounded. So fucked.

Wearing a black Dolce and Gabbana double-breasted trench coat, which matched her jet-black hair, she walked fast with purpose toward a parked Tesla, clicking the remote. The car started, and the gullwing driver's door automatically opened.

Stick to the plan, she thought.

Portmanteau: More Than a Feeling: Part 1

I'm On Fire. Journeys and choices.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Author’s note: This is an installment in the anthology series entitled ‘Portmanteau.’ Each vignette of Portmanteau is a multi-part series. A collection of three stand-alone erotic short stories, all loosely associated with each other.

Colin arrived in Boston, set up his on-the-go office in the Ritz Carlton, and then headed to Tufts University to give a guest lecture. He had dinner plans with Mayla for later that night and found himself distracted in anticipation of their first-ever meeting in person.

He finished reading her latest pages on the flight and was astounded by her ability to craft erotica. Unbridled and feral, her writing was the opposite of Monique Labelle's meandering, sad attempt at erogenous drivel. Mayla's work held pure passion, and pure passion sold books.

Portmanteau – A New York State of Mind: Part 3

The Long and Winding Road: Arriving at Honesty.

How Grant found lasting love with Beth.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Hey Grant, since we're telling some stories, let’s play a game. An icebreaker. We do this at conferences: two truths and a lie. We tell two true facts and one lie. Whoever guesses the most correctly is the winner."

"What do we win, Beth?" Grant asked.

Beth looked around. "Underwear," she whispered flatly.

"Underwear? Like one of us has to buy the other underwear?"

"Not buy, just take off what you have and surrender to the other. You win; I give you my intimates. I win; you give me your underwear. You are wearing underwear, right?"

"Yes, I am."

"Then it's agreed. Gotta have high stakes or the game has no risk.

"You bet underwear at conferences?" Grant queried.

Portmanteau – A New York State of Mind: Part 2

Then He Kissed Me.

How Grant found lasting love with Beth.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

The New York Times business section bullpen was rather busy for a Saturday afternoon. Wall Street had been volatile this week, so every reporter was hard at work trying to file a story by the 4 PM deadline for the Sunday paper. Ethan Reese was running a grammar check on his article when two colleagues walked through the writers' bullpen.

Aryanna and her boyfriend Wecks chatted with fellow reporters, then stopped off at Ethan's desk.

"Busy week for you finance guys," Wecks smirked, "try being on the sports desk. It's like this every day. The only thing harder is being in the game itself."

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 9

Big Mike’s Mile High Plans and Soft Landings

Getting stuck in a small Town on Nude Day, turns interesting.

Based on a post by m storyman x, in 2 parts. Listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories.

Owning a consulting business has its advantages. Over the years I had been quite successful and enjoyed a few perks for that success. I was enjoying one of them, flying to a consulting job in my Cessna 350 Corvallis, when a fantastic series of events was set in motion. I could never afford such an expensive plane, but after performing several hundred hours of independent testing on it, as part of a law suit, they sold the state of the art craft to me for a single dollar. Car type bucket seats and fly by wire technology made it one of the most comfortable planes I had ever flown.

 Portmanteau – A New York State of Mind: Part 1

The Wicked Game of vulnerabilities.

 How Grant found lasting love with Beth.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Author’s note: This is the first installment in the anthology series entitled ‘Portmanteau.’ Each vignette of Portmanteau is a 3-part series. A collection of three stand-alone erotic short stories, all loosely associated with each other.

Grant had settled into his freshman year at college rather well. He was away from home for the first time and excited about his future. College life gave him the freedom to have fun and, most of all, the opportunity to finally lose his virginity.

At eighteen years old, there was nothing wrong with Grant. He was handsome, athletic, and outgoing. He never intended to hold onto his virginity this long, but his only girlfriend to this point had been an Apostolic Christian bent on keeping herself pure for a future husband. Their relationship ended over a year ago, and Grant was no closer to getting laid.

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 8

Show And Tell

Public Surprises: 2 Stories of Exhibition Surprises

Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

Bets on Nude day aren't always what they seem.

It was possibly the dumbest thing I had ever said. I opened my mouth and stuck my foot completely in it. Quite simply I had said that my wife and her friends were far too conservative to ever go naked outside their own bedrooms, let alone spend the whole day naked outside their own houses, national nude day or not.

The challenge Linda made was that they would all four go naked the whole day, if I would act as their naked servant wherever they went. I would have to do whatever they asked, within reason, as long as all four stayed completely naked, and I would go wherever they chose to go.

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 7

Backpacking couples turn wild on nude day.

Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

At fifty years old I consider myself to be in pretty good shape. With my wife, Nancy, being in the military she has to continually work out to stay in shape, and that tends to have a certain amount of carryover. I mean, I can't exactly build a workout room in the house with all that equipment and not feel guilty if I don't use it. So, use it I do, keeping my 6 foot frame down to a hundred eighty-five pounds and in pretty good trim.

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 6

A nude day wedding is a sight to behold, and enjoy.

Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

 

I love outdoor weddings, as long as the weather cooperates and the middle of July, although warm should be very cooperative. When I saw the invitation to the wedding of my wife's best friend's daughter I was thrilled to see it was going to be an outdoor wedding. Further, the wedding was being held at their grandparents secluded lake lodge, along with the reception.

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 5

As if two Milf's weren't enough, the 23 year old daughter joins in.

Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

 

The sun was streaming into the room when I felt my cock being gently sucked to life by a soft mouth. It only took me a few moments to realize that Linda was working me to hardness, Nancy still sleeping next to me.

"It's been so long since I was able to wake up to a hard dick." Linda whispered while I looked over at the clock displaying seven thirty.

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 4

Glowing in the Firelight

Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

 "Well, this has been fun!" My wife said, as she walked around camp after the boys pulled out.

"It has! I've really enjoyed it." I called to her as she walked into our tent. She came back a moment later, zipping the door closed. She pulled a chair around to the other side of the small fire, so now the three ladies were on one side of the fire and I was on the other. They started talking usual girl stuff, while I sat back and relaxed. It didn't take me long to figure out what she had done. Her shirt was long enough to cover the workout shorts she had put on when she took her nap, but now that she was sitting, I could see she had slipped them off and was wearing nothing but the t-shirt, her tits still giggling around when she moved.

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 3

A morning fishing trip turns into a romp with Mary, in the boat.

Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

I gave my wife a gentle kiss before climbing off the air mattress and sliding a pair of shorts up my legs. It was early, the sun barely peeking through the trees and dancing on the sides of the tent. I grabbed a power bar and a Gatorade; and headed down to the boat. No one wanted to come along this morning, but that was fine with me. It meant I could work some of the back bays real slow.

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 2

Taking a trip to the store with mom and daughter.

Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

We finished lunch and I unhooked the boat trailer from the suburban to get ready to go to Warsaw. I changed into my shorts and a t-shirt and turned on the GPS, punching in my to go location so it would map it out.

"You ready to go, Linda?" I called.

Adventures of Big Mike: Part 1

Adventures of Big Mike: Family Friends

A Trolling treat

Based on a post by m_storyman_x. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

June 2014

.As a Missouri outdoorsman, Nancy and I stay very involved in our community.

Linda and my Nancy had been best friends since out kids were born over twenty years ago. She was still a very good looking woman, but I never saw much of it because she wore fairly conservative clothing and such. Now that her daughter was living in the house with the new grandbaby, she didn't get much privacy.