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  • Stranger By the Sea

    Stranger By the Sea
    Jun 2 2025
    Sexual encounters on the beach lead to a revelation. by Pearce_R_Daly. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Cape Cod in late August is quite beautiful. The world has settled into summer, everything slows down, in the mind the knowledge of the coming end of the season is muted. One’s body adjusts to the temperatures and the sun’s bathing rays leave a feeling of being embraced by the season; wholesomely healthy. After a day’s play, the sun settles to a warm evening, a glass of wine, and perhaps a bit of nakedness…unless you are alone. I had not planned to visit the Cape by myself; however, life often takes turns we can’t predict, nor control. Julie and I had been together for two years, seemingly fine, then she told me she had become interested in someone else. As hard as that was to take, when I found out who it was I was devastated…my brother Rich. I probably should have noticed how they would joke, pull pranks together and just enjoy each other’s company. I had no idea this was going on or how long. Maybe it is true that the spouse is always the last to know. Since the house was already booked, I said; “fuck it”, and headed out for a few days of adventure. I brought enough to keep myself entertained, not looking to drown my sorrows in a bar. I was determined not to carry a banner for my own ‘pity committee’.In this area known for fun and sun, I had prepared myself for a quiet time of reading and self- reflection. I found a bit of calmness here and thought maybe I should explore. The smell and feel of the ocean air opens one’s other senses as nothing else can. One evening I headed up to the National Seashore to walk and found myself on a quiet, isolated piece of beach. No one was in sight of where I was…except a solitary women seated, silhouetted against the cresting sea. As I was nearing her, I notice her brown, flowing hair cascading to the mid of her naked back. I cleared my throat as a subtle notice of my presence, she turned and noticed me. I said hello and asked how she was this evening she smiled and responded that she was quite well. Her knees were pulled up to her chest, arms holding them. It was then that I realized she was totally naked. We exchanged, what was for me, a slightly uncomfortable conversation. She said her name was Terry and she was visiting friends and just needed to walk out here to clear her head. I told her my name was Vic. She smiled as she looked me up and down. As the conversation continued, she suggested that maybe, if I shed my clothing, we would feel more comfortable; on the same level so to speak. All that I could see of her was hot and as I tried to be non-nonchalant in removing my clothes, my cock springing from my boxers gave me away. Terry sprang to her feet, running to the water, telling me to catch her if I can. There was no way that I wasn’t going to catch her. And there was no way she was going let me not catch her. We both tumbled into the water, the cool feel of the Atlantic pulling the heat from extremities…but certainly not everywhere. Our lips met in a deep embrace, my cock hardening against her smooth, flat belly, her hard nipples pressed into my chest. My hands pressed down Terry’s back, caressing the smooth roundness of her ass checks, pulling her to me more. We didn’t know each other, but we both wanted this, needed this and were not about to let the opportunity escape. Terry clasped my hand, pulling me up the beach to a spot where her clothing and a blanket were piled. She pushed me onto my back and proceeded to take my aching cock into her mouth. Her tongue traced the head and then down and up my shaft, teasing the slit at the tip. She slid her lips over the head twisting and sucking while stroking below. I had to stop her before exploding in her mouth…her lips pulling from my dick with a pop. Now it was my turn to taste her, even after being in the water, her scent was intoxicating. I licked and kissed around her mounds, finally parting her lips and finding my way to paradise. Terry lifted her hips, grinding and gyrating her hot, wet pussy harder in my face. My tongue working circles around her clit, she grabbed my hair, held me to her glistening pearl, she pressed harder to my face, her orgasm building from deep within. I pulled back quickly to catch a breath, only to be yanked back to her snatch. She was not about to be denied, and she was not, as she shuttered and moaned loudly. As her breath relaxed she let go of my hair, releasing me to pull back and look into her eyes… and a look that said she wanted more. As I laid back on the blanket, Terry straddled me, slipping my cock into her drenched, dripping pussy. She was rocking herself on me, her exquisite tunnel engulfing all of me, clenching, almost milking me. I noticed another couple approaching, but there was no stopping now. As they passed, they smiled, not saying a word. I could have sworn the women said to her partner that was so hot, she really...
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  • Sexcapades in the Super Center

    Sexcapades in the Super Center
    Jun 1 2025
    Things got hot while shopping with him. By Appl3bottom24. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. He was at work and I couldn’t wait for him to get home. We had been sexting all day, like we usually do. We have a tradition on Fridays. He makes dinner. He knows it makes me horny when he pampers me this way. I’m taller than most women, having been a fashion model until my late-blooming body became too womanly for the fashion designers. As my tit’s got more attention on the runway, the garments I wore quit selling. It seemed no one remembered what I was wearing?He’s a buyer for a national clothing retailer. He saw me on his first month on the job. He was fresh out of college, and part of the buying team tasked with buying for the spring/summer collection; three years ago. Tonight, he’s running a bit late. He’d stopped at the fitness center along the way home, to run some laps on the club’s rooftop track. Still wearing his nylon running shorts and tanktop while driving home, his last text said to expect him in a few minutes, and “please be patient”. However, I was extra horny today and needed to touch my pussy. He doesn’t like it when I touch myself without letting him know and sharing/showing him what I’m doing. I thought maybe if I just barely touch it, just for a few minutes, I’d be okay, I couldn’t pull my hand back. I started off slow, rubbing my clit softly through my panties in slow circles. Before I knew it, my fingers were moving faster and pressing harder against my swelling clit. I couldn’t help but slide my panties to the slide to feel how wet I had made myself. I knew I needed to stop, but I couldn’t Up and down, I slid my fingers between my pussy lips, spreading my leaking juices up over my clit. It felt so good. I slid a finger into my vagina and pumped it slowly. One finger won’t hurt. Then there were two, then three. I couldn’t get enough. I threw my head back in pleasure as I kept pushing myself closer and closer to the edge. Then just as I felt myself get to the edge, “Hey, babe!” he yelled up to me. “Do you need anything from the store? I need to get some things to make dinner.” “Um, ” I threw my head up. “Give me a minute and I’ll come with you!” I thought if I said I was coming down, he wouldn’t come up. I quickly got out of bed and threw on a skirt, crop top, & sandals; and ran downstairs. He took one look at me, “How could you?” he said in a mock scolding tone. I debated for a second whether I should play dumb or confess. “How could I what?” “Your face is flushed and your hair’s a mess. Don’t try and hide the juices dripping down your legs. I could smell your pussy before you came down the stairs. You were masturbating, young lady.” He said in an authoritarian tone, through a smirk. I broke, “I just couldn’t wait! I’m sorry. I was just so horny. You took forever to get home.” He just stared at me with a disapproving smirk. I slowly walked up to him, and bit my lip, “I promise I’ll make it up to you!!” Then I kissed him on the lips apologetically. He smiled at me and said, “Get your sexy ass in the car.” He smacked my ass as I walked past him to the garage. Once we were in the car and out of the garage, I slid my hand over to the top of his thigh. I ran my finger tips up and down slowly getting closer to his crotch. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got onto my knees on the seat. I leaned down and nuzzled my face in his crotch, before slowly reaching under the loose nylon shorts and the stretchy inner liner which somewhat held his package in place. The convenience of these loose, stretchy running shorts allows me quick & easy access, while his waistband stays in place. I pulled out his cock and started sucking on his head. I swirled my tongue around it, my saliva coating it and dripping down his shaft. I slowly began to take more and more of it into my mouth. He pulled my skirt up over my ass, flashing my soaked panties to any one driving by. Each time he saw someone looking, he also smacked my ass, making sure it jiggled just for their pleasure. I could feel his cock throb every time someone checked out my ass. As he drove and people stared, he got closer and closer to bursting. I could tell he was trying to hold off. I kept taking him fully into my throat and rubbing my tongue against his shaft until he shot his load into my throat. Gravity worked against me and the cum flowed backward and into my sinuses, causing me to gag and pull out before he was finished. I resumed sucking the tip as the last spurts shot from his cock. By the time I had licked up most of the mess I had made, we were in the super center parking lot. We walked toward the main entrance, hand in hand. I could feel the puddle of juices soaking my panties. My hair was a mess and there was a small drop of him still on my chin. He pulled me around to the side of the entrance of the store. First, he ran his fingers through my ...
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  • Claudia the Maid

    Claudia the Maid
    May 31 2025
    A young man meets his uncle’s attractive and sexy maid. by Original_Aramis, listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories. It was very late in the afternoon when the taxi carrying Jeremy Fuller arrived at its destination. Jeremy looked out of the window as the taxi rolled up the drive and stopped in front of the house, a smile crossing his tired face. The house was pretty much as he remembered it; the grounds were neat and well-kept, the grass green and cut close, the house neat and tidy. Jeremy had been away at school in Europe for the past two years, and this was his first trip home. It was his uncle’s idea that he attend school in Europe; he had done it when he was young and always said it was the best thing to ever happen to him next to getting custody of Jeremy.Jeremy’s uncle had raised him since his parents were killed when he was six, and had done an excellent job of it. He had no brothers or sisters or any other living relatives and his uncle was a bachelor, so he was the sole object of his uncle’s attention. He loved his uncle like a father, and had missed him while he was gone. He had been looking forward to the trip home for months; the only thing to throw a damper in the works was the last-minute letter he got from his uncle the day before he got on the plane to fly home. Seems that there was a problem with one of his holdings in South America, and he had to go take care of it. He’d only be gone for about a week, but he’d be leaving the day that Jeremy was getting on the plane to come home. That meant he’d have the house all to himself for the first four or five days that he was home; he guessed that would be OK, since he’d just relax by the pool, go downtown during the evening, and maybe even get lucky and score once or twice before his uncle got home. European women were nice, but he was looking forward to some good old American ass. Jeremy walked up and opened the door to the house as the taxi drove away, then walked inside and dropped his bags on the floor next to the door. The house was cool and quiet, and he saw an envelope with his name on it lying on the small table in the hallway. He picked it up, opened it, and took out the sheet of paper inside. It was a note from his uncle, telling him that he was sorry he couldn’t be there for the first few days, but that he’d get home as soon as he could. He also said for Jeremy to enjoy himself and have fun, telling him where the keys to the car were. But it was the last paragraph that caught his eye. “And don’t worry about keeping the place neat; I’ve hired a live-in maid since you left, and she does quite a good job of taking care of things. Her name is Claudia; I think you’ll like her. Welcome home! Love, Uncle Andy.” Claudia; what an intriguing name, Jeremy thought. And just what did he mean by ‘I think you’ll like her,’ he thought to himself. Oh, well, he thought, he’d find out soon enough. He picked up his bags and headed upstairs to his old room. The room was exactly as he remembered it, and it seemed like no one had touched it since he left. Everything was in the same places as he last remembered seeing them, although there wasn’t a speck of dust or dirt anywhere to be seen. He dropped his bags on the floor and then stood in the center of the room and looked around, feeling glad to be home. “Welcome home, Master Jeremy,” a feminine voice said from behind him. Startled, Jeremy turned around quickly. Standing behind him with her hands behind her back and wearing a traditional French maid’s outfit was the woman who just had to be Claudia. His breath caught in his throat as he saw her for the first time. She was about 5 and a half feet tall, maybe 110 pounds soaking wet, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a very trim figure. She also had the nicest, roundest pair of tits he’d ever seen! They were absolutely stunning, and the dress was cut low enough to show about a mile of cleavage. He could see the tops of her busty breasts rising and falling as she breathed. He could only imagine the industrial-strength bra she had to be wearing to hold those mammaries in. She laughed gaily and broke his trance. “I’m sorry, Master Jeremy, I didn’t mean to startle you!” she said, smiling at him. “No, that’s okay, really!” he said, flustered and embarrassed at having been caught staring at her huge tits. “I didn’t mean to…well, it’s just that I wasn’t expecting…” he stammered, not knowing what to say. Claudia laughed again. “That’s quite all right, Master Jeremy, I’m used to the reaction I get when men see me for the first time; actually, I take it as a compliment!” She took a step into the room and introduced herself. “I’m Claudia, as I’m sure you’ve figured out. I’m your uncle’s housekeeper, and he’s instructed me to take good care of you until he gets home,” she explained. She walked over and picked up his bags, showing more of her spectacular cleavage to him...
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  • Ups and Downs

    Ups and Downs
    May 30 2025
    An Office Tower Submission Quest By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected. My girlfriend was the love of my life, but I loved challenging her to break out of her shell. I never knew how far would be too far for her, so I pushed to see. I was pleasantly surprised when she exceeded the challenge. The challenge came when we were on vacation in Las Vegas. I had been planning this for a while, but never in my wildest imagination would I expect what happened.It all started when I bought her this really sexy, black dress that clung to every curve of her body, it showed a lot of cleavage and a lot of leg, I bought the thigh high sexiest stockings and black heels to complete the incredible ensemble. When we got to the hotel, the challenge was on. She got all dressed and she looked breathtaking. Her body was barely covered, but covered enough to hide the sacred spots. Now for the challenge, to ride up and down alone on the elevator, don’t get off, just ride up and down with whoever got on. I walked her to the elevator and gave her a very impassioned kiss. “Timer starts when the door closes, you have one hour, anything goes!” I said with a smile. She kissed me and grabbed my backside, “You are on, I’ll tell you all about it when I get back to the room.” I waited in the room for a while and when she didn’t come back, I got a little worried with thoughts rolling through my head. I went to check on her and she was not in the elevator at all. I searched the nightclub downstairs, the restaurant, she was nowhere to be found. I was scared for her and unsure of what to do next. I asked at the front desk, and they told me they haven’t seen her get off on the main floor. I was in panic mode looking for my woman, and I could not find her anywhere, I went and checked back in our room, no, she wasn’t there either. When she finally came in, she looked like she was exhausted and ready to go to sleep. I begged her to tell me what happened, and this is what she told me: “At first I was bored, the men all wanted to talk to me trying to get a date, the women scorned me or ignored me, nobody really interacted with me until this really pretty young woman, when she noticed that I was standing alone in the corner all dressed to kill, she asked if I was okay. I told her what you told me to tell anyone who asked, “no, I’m really horny and I need someone to help me,“ She smiled at me and said, “I’ll be glad to help.” She came over and grabbed me by the hair and kissed me. At first she was kind of timid, but then the passion and lust took over and before I knew it, her tongue was probing in my mouth. She dropped her purse, and her hands explored my body. I felt the hemline of my skirt move up and her fingers slid between my legs. I parted my legs and her hands slid up to grab my panties. Her tongue felt great inside my mouth, but I really wanted it somewhere else, she knew instinctively what I really wanted, and her head started travelling down my body. I could feel her breath on me as she travelled past my breasts and I felt my underwear sliding down my legs. I leaned up against the wall and fantasized what was really going to happen. Once my panties were on the floor, I felt her fingers slide back up my legs and tease my upper thighs. I felt her breath, mere inches from my opening, when I felt her tongue reach out and gently touch my lips, I was already dripping in excitement. But when I felt her fingers part my lips and her tongue slid up and down my folds, man, I was already on the edge of erupting. Her tongue drew circles around my clit and her fingers slid up and down my seam as soon as the fingers dove inside I was grabbing her head. It was support for me and encouragement for her. She was magical, my whole body was buzzing as she continued “helping” me. The elevator door opened up, but she didn’t move, her mouth bringing me to new heights. She broke away from me long enough to get something from her purse, then I felt something tickle my ass, then she forced something inside. She came back to my lips and kissed me passionately. “Trade you!” she said as the door opened, and she left the elevator. I could feel something in my backside, but it felt good, so I left it there. I realized that my excitement was dripping down the inside of my legs, and I was even more horny than I originally was. The door opened again and a really handsome gentleman in a dress shirt and tie walked in, “good evening ma’am” he said with a smile. you could tell the state I was in, and he asked me, “are you ok?” I repeated my line, “no, I’m really horny and I need someone to help me!” He acted like he just won the lottery and hustled over to me, he lifted the hem and was surprised and excited, that I had no underwear on. He got down on his knees and I felt his breath come closer until I felt his lips on my dripping opening. His fingers trailed up the inside of my legs as I ...
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  • Sex For Science’s Sake

    Sex For Science’s Sake
    May 29 2025
    Sex For Science’s SakeGirl volunteers for a sensory enhancement programBased on a post by asadama. Listen to the Podcast at My First Time.Meet Deana.Deana volunteers to test a membrane that she hopes will allow her to experience an orgasm. To her surprise the membeane does much more. She is asked to join the membrane development program, to work with them to make the product commercially viable. The series will also contain stories about other people involved in the project and the ways in which the membrane impacts their lives.The offer.The advertisement on the student union bulletin board was easy to overlook; plain, black type on white paper; tucked into the lower right corner, and almost hidden by a large orange and black poster announcing a Hallowe'en dance hosted by one of the sororities."Volunteers wanted for research project in sensory enhancement. Applicants must be 18 years or older." A phone number was attached.Deana scanned the rest of the bulletin board, but nothing interesting caught her eye. She came back to the little advertisement in the corner, opened her phone and took a picture of the phone number, then hurried off to her first class of the day.As she approached the lecture hall where her second year organic chemistry class was scheduled she was met by a crowd of students coming out the open door. She recognized a face and called out, "What's going on?""Class is canceled today," the girl called back. "Professor Stevenson is sick."Deana sighed. She had almost three hours to kill until her next class, and she didn't feel like hanging out at the cafeteria and drinking coffee. She sat down on a nearby bench and opened her phone. The picture she'd just taken glared at her. Why not? Just to find out what it's about.Deana copied the phone number and pasted it into her number pad. She listened to two rings, then started to hang up. "Physiology Department," a female voice answered. "This is Janice. How can I help you?""Uh, hi, Janice. This number was on an ad for volunteers for a sensory enhancement study?""Oh. Yes. Just a moment. I'll transfer you."A moment later another female voice sounded in her ear. "Teresa speaking. How can I help you?"Deana repeated her query about the advertisement. "Oh, yes!" Teresa responded. "Do you have a couple of hours right now?""I suppose so," Deana replied uncertainly. "But I was really just wondering what this study is about?""Of course," Teresa voice came back. "Are you somewhere private?""Uh, no," Deana admitted. "I'm sitting on a bench in the hallway of the Chemistry building.""I see. The thing is; the subject matter of this study is a little sensitive. You've got questions, and we'll have questions, and the answers might get a little intimate. If you just come next door to the Faculty of Medicine, the receptionist will guide you to us, and we can have a nice comfortable chat in private."Deana didn't have anything else to do and she was curious. "Okay. I'll see you soon, then."Interview.Ten minutes later she found herself in a comfortable chair, with a hot cup of tea, sitting opposite Teresa; an attractive woman in her mid-twenties, casually dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt."You want to know what this study is about," Teresa began.Deana nodded."Well, to begin with, we're looking at a way of enhancing the pleasure you might feel from tactile inputs.""Touching?" Deana asked."Yes.""Sexual touching?" Deana ventured.Teresa smiled. "That's the eventual aim, yes. Is that something you might be interested in?""Um." A cascade of troubled memories flooded Deana's mind.She was a good-looking, healthy young woman, but at almost twenty-one years of age Deana had yet to have an orgasm; not with her own hands, not at the hands of her boyfriends, not even with a lesbian girlfriend. Her parents had been open with her about sex, and she'd overheard enough joyous sounds from their lovemaking sessions to know her mother didn't have that problem.Teresa saw the blush on Deana's face. She leaned forward and took Deana's hands in hers. "You're not alone, you know. If we're successful, our program could help a lot of people with concerns like yours."Deana shook her head. "I just... I don't get excited. I mean it feels nice... touching myself... being touched by someone else. But... nothing happens."Teresa nodded. "Our program is working on a new method to bring on the response you're looking for.""A drug?" Deana asked.Teresa shook her head. "No, nothing like that. Do you know what a monomolecular layer is?""Um, sort of?"Teresa nodded. "Essentially it's a membrane that's only a single molecule thick. We've developed a membrane that might be able to enhance your tactile sense.""My sense of touch? Would that really help?""There are a number of reasons why you might not respond to intimate touching. We believe that increasing the pleasure you feel from being touched might overcome a significant barrier.""Oh? That sounds interesting.""Would you be willing to let us test such a...
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  • Tempted & Teased in Texas: Part 2

    Tempted & Teased in Texas: Part 2
    May 28 2025
    Jack can't resist his neighbor's daughter and her friend.by writemarksmith. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories."Jack, I think it's so sweet you are taking the girls out."My pretty neighbor Amy was at my place, complimenting me for my plans to take her gorgeous daughter Tina and Tina's hot friend Sophia out for dinner. I felt guilty and anxious, but my cock twitched thinking about it."It will be good to get you out of the house and they will love that Italian spot you chose. I'd join you if I didn't have go see my mom in Austin."Amy's face became mischievous and she reached over to stroke my leg. Her hand moved softly up along my skin towards the top of my shorts. My cock twitched again and I suspected she noticed."You do need to start going on real dates though Jack. In the meantime, I am just next door if you need some; inspiration."Amy had 'inspired' me previously by encouraging me to jack off while looking at her bare tits. I hadn't taken her up on her rather open invitation to repeat in part because I was getting so much inspiration from her daughter and Sophia. I stammered and Amy finally left me alone to think about the evening ahead.I spent almost an hour deciding what to wear. This was completely out of the ordinary for me, but I vacillated from trying to look 'cool' and young with not wanting to look like I was trying to hard with being disgusted with myself for lusting after these two girls less than half my age. I ended up wearing an all black outfit, black pants and shirt and a black jacket. I looked sharp and felt like I would be in control wearing this.I sat in the outfit alone for about an hour before the girls were supposed to come over so I could drive them to the restaurant. I felt like a boy waiting anxiously for his prom date. I shuddered when I realized that my prom was over 20 years ago, but the two girls had theirs just a couple of months ago.I finally heard the girls giggling as they walked up to he door. I waited a few seconds before answering their knock, not wanting to seem too anxious.Tina looked stunning in a white sundress with a flower pattern. She looked like an H&M model with her long legs were displayed proudly. Tina kissed me on the cheek, "Hi Uncle Jack. Don't you look sharp!"I found myself tongue tied before I said anything at all and suddenly saw Sophia in front of me. I looked down quickly and saw she was much less dressed up, wearing no make-up, a tight t-shirt and jeans. She looked so sexy with no effort at all, I thought as she leaned against me and kissed my cheek. I could feel she was not wearing a bra and my cock started to swell."Hi Jack" she cooed with a smirk. The last time I had seen Sofia she had me on my knees, jacking off as I kissed her ass. We had agreed she should call me 'Mr. Brown' and I suddenly became nervous she may have told Tina about her visit."Err, well; um; let's go?" I suggested.The two girls giggled and I wondered if it was obvious to both of them how nervous I was. Certainly Sophia knew she could wrap me around her finger, but I hoped to keep my dignity with Tina. Tina sat in front with me on the way there and I got hard just looking at her bare long legs. It looked like she had oiled them they were so smooth.When we arrived it seemed that everyone in the restaurant turned to see me and these two beautiful young girls. I felt embarrassed; but also; proud. Tina seemed very comfortable in the nice setting but Sophia seemed impressed.I ordered a nice bottle of wine at Tina's suggestion. I knew the girls were too young, but I needed a drink and certainly didn't want it to be awkward. We were already on or second bottle before the food came. Tina was doing much of the talking, seeming even more vivacious with some alcohol in her. She told us several stories about her swim team. The stories culminated in one where she and a female friend on the team sabotaged the other team while at a swim meet in another town. The two of them targeted the other team's star, flirted aggressively with him, and ended up giving him a two girl hand job just hours before the competition. He didn't come close to his normal times and Tina's school won easily.I choked a little when she got to the dirtiest parts but Tina just giggled and continued. I wasn't sure what was appropriate, after all we were all adults. Sophia was much quieter, but any time I looked at her she had a subtle smirk and looked right into me with her big brown eyes. I was looking at her full lips and flushed cheeks when Tina blurted out,"So what do you do for sex now that you're back Uncle Jack?"I coughed, genuinely taken aback and started to try to answer,"Well, I'm not; I mean; "Tina laughed and Sophia giggled. Sophia, who had not been joining in Tina's risque talk, suggested,"I guess you have to jack off a lot now?"I thought of how she had me jack myself off while my face was buried in her ass and blushed brightly."Oh Sophia!" Tina said in mock horror, chuckling. Tina left for the ...
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  • Tempted & Teased in Texas: Part 1

    Tempted & Teased in Texas: Part 1
    May 27 2025
    Divorced man is tempted by girls next door.by writemarksmith. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.I had come back to Houston to put my life back together. I am an oil executive who has had quite a successful career. I started in the business right out of school and rose quickly through the ranks. I married when I was just 26 to a beautiful girl. We moved to the suburbs where we had a big house, a pool…the American Dream.We kept postponing the decision to have kids, then came the expat opportunities. We moved first to Calgary then after a few years on to Dubai. Whereas Calgary had nice people, beautiful land and ice cold weather, Dubai was filled with shady characters, was all city and incredibly hot. My wife and I both kept in shape at the gym, and I wore the nicest suits even in the sweltering temperatures. My wife and I had a beautiful condo, far above the city with a live in maid to serve us. We dined out almost every night at fabulous restaurants. It was a heady time, and to add to the excitement, I was poised for a big role back at headquarters in the USA.This all changed when I found my wife in bed with anther man. Not just any bed, but our bed, and not just any man, but my boss. Cuckolded and furious I quit the company and a week later I returned home with just what could fit in two bags.I had decided to move back to the suburban Houston home my wife and I had left years ago, somehow nostalgic for simpler times. We had rented it out for most of our time away, but we were between renters.As I approached the familiar driveway in my rental SUV, it felt very strange to be back. The home was very familiar, but it felt alien to return to it, deep in America. The house was well managed while we were away, and since had rented it out partially furnished I recognized most of the rather sparse belongings. I walked to the lush backyard and noted the trees that had grown. I admired the familiar pool and dipped my hand in the water. As I did so I hear a voice calling my name.“Jack?! Wow, it’s like I’m seeing a ghost!”It was Amy, our neighbor for so many years peeking through the gate to our backyard. As she opened the gate I could see that Amy looked older than I remembered her but she was still very attractive. She had certainly kept up what was always a nice body. I reflectively admired her long tanned legs she showed off in her shorts. Her ample breasts jiggled proudly as she walked in a simple, sleeveless top.We hugged and I felt myself stir as I felt her tits push against me. We caught up and she told me how well her husband Robert was doing at work, and that her daughter Tina was just about to graduate from high school. I told her of some of our travels and told her my wife and I had separated.Any took my hand and told me how sorry she was. She insisted that I come over for dinner. I hesitated then had a better idea.“Why don’t you all come over for a barbecue and swim in the pool. It will be like old times, we used to have a lot of fun.”Amy agreed and I told her we could do it on Saturday, three days away. This would give me a chance to settle and buy a barbecue. She said she would take care of everything but the meat, which was appreciated. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and returned home. I felt a tingle again and realized it had been almost 4 months since I had fucked my wife. Perhaps I should have suspected something was going on.I settled in to my new/old home, and Saturday came quickly. Coming just from next door, Amy arrived right on time for the barbecue, along with her husband. I opened the door and greeted them and they both walked in carrying groceries. Behind them was their daughter Tina struggling with a bag of groceries and two big bottles. I went to help her, taking a bag and as I did so I saw that little Tina had developed into a beautiful young woman. She was wearing a little halter top over her bathing suit, which showed off firm 18 year old tits and a flat stomach. Tiffany hugged me with a big smile,“Welcome back Uncle Jack!”I had forgotten she used to call me that and now I felt even more inappropriate for checking out her tits. I told her how much she had grown noting my voice had cracked a little, then turned to shake Robert’s hand and give Amy a hug. We all agreed this would be like old times with everyone politely leaving my cheating wife out of the discussion.We went out back to enjoy the sun. I chatted with Robert about his sales job and how fast his business was growing, how I was going to take some time off before I seriously looked for a new job. While we were talking I tried hard not to be distracted by the two beauties sunning in my backyard. I had admired Amy often when she came by to enjoy our pool. Today she looked elegant and beautiful in her white one piece. I was even more taken with young Tina, who was enticing in her bikini. Her tits were small but perfectly perky. The back of her suit was cut high enough that it showed the tan line ...
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  • Discovering Amy: Part 2

    Discovering Amy: Part 2
    May 26 2025
    Amy gets fingered for the first time.In parts, by Djmac1031- listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.Tommy sat by the edge of the pool, alone with his thoughts as he waited for Amy to come back out of the house.Both of them had made it back unseen and unquestioned from their little secret getaway into the woods.He had just gotten back poolside when Amy’s best friend Cindy came over to him.“If you’re looking for Amy, I just passed her in the house a minute ago,” Cindy said. “She looked kind of strange, and freaked out a little. You two love birds aren’t fighting or something are you?”Tommy sighed inwardly. Cindy was a good friend to Amy, but she was always so damn nosy. She’d been “shipping” the both of them since long before “shipping” had become a catchphrase, and a stupid one at that, Tommy thought.“No, of course not,” Tommy replied, as casually as he could. “I haven’t seen her since the Marco / Polo game broke up a while ago and everybody wandered off.”Cindy looked skeptical. “Thought I saw you two still chatting after I got out of the pool,” she said, raising an eyebrow. “You sure somethings not up? You better not have upset my bestie!” she growled.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tommy said, a little too defensively.“I’m gonna talk to her about it later tonight, ya know. I’m sleeping over. I’ll get her to dish, whatever it is, you know that right?” Cindy claimed boldly.Tommy shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. “You guys have fun, talk about whatever you want, I don’t care.”Cindy gave him a look that said she didn’t quite believe that, then spun and walked away.Tommy watched her leave, relieved she was finally gone. He caught himself looking at her plump ass as she retreated, then quickly averted his eyes.Cindy was cute, even beautiful he had to admit. If he was being honest with himself, he found her attractive sexually. But he certainly didn’t have any feelings for her. Not like he had for Amy.Tommy’s thoughts drifted back to Amy, and their time alone in the woods, and what they’d done together, a series of firsts for both of them.He thought of her final words to him before she left the wooded path for the house: “I love you too.”Was it love, he thought? It was certainly more than just some teenage “crush.”Was it just sexual? No, he thought. He’d had feelings for her long before what became their first sexual explorations together this evening. He was just finally getting around to admitting it to himself, and understanding that Amy had these same feelings too.It was all so new, so confusing. But exciting too, he had to admit.He sat there alone, feet in the water, thinking about all of that, and trying not to think about the handjob Amy had given him just minutes ago, or about seeing and touching her breasts for the first time. The last thing he wanted was to pitch another tent right there by the side of the pool.He looked up from his thoughts and saw Amy’s mom heading into the house.Tommy had a moment of panic. He hoped Amy was done doing, well, whatever she was doing in there. She’d been gone awhile.But he supposed she had to clean up the mess he’d made. She was probably washing her suit and towel out, making sure no telltale stains were left behind.He didn’t realize he’d been holding his breath until he saw Amy bound out the door and down the steps into the yard, and he let it out in a rush of relief.She looked happy and carefree enough, so if she’d encountered her mom it must have gone okay.Amy paused, looking around, and her face lit up in a radiant smile when she spotted him.Amy had to keep herself from running over to Tommy. She felt like she was floating over the grass, not simply stepping across it as she walked towards him, butterflies in her stomach.He stood as she approached, and it struck her, not for the first time, just how handsome he was.His eyes were a strange but beautiful combo of green and brown, with yellow flecks you could only see up close.His hair was a darker blonde than hers, although it was lightened now by the sun and spiky in a short summer cut.His body was lean and lanky, with wide shoulders and long legs. While not super muscular, what he had was lean and firm and strong from the various forms of physical work he always seemed to be doing.Amy’s eyes traveled down his hairless chest to his stomach, then (not for the first time) to that hint of a V shape that started just under his abs, pointing the way towards his,“No, stop, not now,” Amy thought. “That way madness lies,” she laughed to herself, remembering her Shakespeare.She hoped he hadn’t caught her looking, then realized maybe she wouldn’t mind so much if he had anyway.His eyes seemed fixed on her as she approached, and they were speckled moonlight.Amy felt her heart flutter and a tingle between her legs. “Oh girl,” she thought. “If this is love, you’re in trouble,” she ...
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