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Hot & Coldbased on a post by Fugman; narrated by Andrew;Welcome To Connected Podcast By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected. My girlfriend Tammy and I decided we needed a weekend away from everything.  Somewhere there was no jobs, no pressures, just us.  We decided that we were going to go up north in the middle of February, kind of a drastic change in weather for us.  But there, we had no reminders of the pressures of our everyday lives, no chance of running into someone who reminds us of all of that stress.  So we packed the car and headed north to a little bed and breakfast in Vermont. [[MORE]]   We couldn’t wait to get away from it all, and before you knew it we were there.  We loved the little room we stayed in, nice fireplace, kitchen, and a gorgeous private balcony.  Still very tired from the long drive, we decided to catch a little cat nap before we went out for the night.  I woke to Tammy calling my name, trying to adjust my eyes to find where she was, I heard her calling me again.  I walked through our room, only to find her, wearing only a turtle neck sweater, with nothing else on.  She waited by the sliding glass doors that went out to our patio.  “Come here baby, let’s go outside.”  February in Vermont, snow on the trees, and my girlfriend with only a sweater on, you know I went willingly.  We braced ourselves as we felt the rush of the cold when Tammy opened the door.  The contrast raced shivers up our spines as we wiped the patio furniture free from the snow.  Tammy stood there, looking sexy as hell with the scenery and I was transfixed by the setting.  Tammy told me, “Sit down baby, I’ve been planning this since I saw the brochure for this room.”  She posed as I sat down on the freezing furniture in just my boxers.  My thoughts a contrast, I wish she’d hurry up, it’s ice cold out here, and I wish she would just take her time, I know this is going to be great.  She kind of read my mind, or maybe she was cold too, but she came over to me and kissed me hard.  The kind of kiss that means, this is going to be incredible.  Tammy dropped to her knees in front of me, gasping at the coldness of the deck, I bet she wished she had a blanket underneath her.  She looked at me, smiled and said “I love you baby!”   She grabbed hold of my boxers and fished around until she found my stiffening package.  Her hands helped bring it to life, she moved me around until I was poking through the hole in my shorts.  The contrast of the coldness of the early evening and the heat of her hands was a new sensation that was really starting to affect me.  She moved her hands up and down my now completely solid rod as she smiled that wicked little grin that tells me she’s enjoying herself and things are about to get wild.  I smiled back as she opened her mouth and engulfed me, warming me with her saliva.   I felt the cold every time she would go up and the warmth came right back when she went down.  It was incredible, the feeling of warmth, then cold, then warmth, “Oh my!”  She looked up at me, even with my stiffness in her mouth, I could tell she smiled at me.  I think Tammy realized what she was doing to me, and that I wouldn’t be able to handle much more of this, she looked at me again, briefly broke the connection between her mouth and my erection, “I hope you are going to be able to do me, because I am dripping wet and freezing.”  She released me, rose above me, spread her legs around me and I once again was plummeted into warmth.  “Ah! Now that’s much better”  she said.  She just sat there impaled on my erection for what seemed to be an eternity, then I felt a stirring down below, she was flexing her inner muscles, not a lot, just enough to feel pleasure.  She smiled at me once again that wicked little grin of hers and she started to move with a passion that I have seen only a few times.  She rose of off me, and dropped herself back down, sh

“Do you want this”based on a post by Fugman; narrated by Andrew; Welcome To Connected Podcast By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected. He pushed her onto the bed bent over; ass up; and face planted into the mattress; her skirt was barely covering her ass . legs spread; her wetness was already showing through her panties. his hand ran up her inner thigh; and she purred this sigh that drove his lust higher; she was so needy; and they both knew it. each touch brought out a gasp or moan; he then ran his fingers up her slit; she tensed and let out this mournful groan of aching depravity. He leaned in and inhaled her sweet scent that had soaked through her panties; his nostrils flared and his mouth filled with her flavor and he hadn’t even tasted her yet. such desire; such need.; he stood up as she wiggled her ass before him teasingly; do you want this he sighed. do you really want to go down this road. She let out another sigh and panted “yes; please take me; make me yours”; His hand quickly slapped her cheek; making her wince. again; he slapped; “Do you want this”; I need to know for sure. She groaned out a faint “yes please”. another slap; “I couldn’t hear you” he growled. just his words turned her on even more. louder through open lips; “yes please”; he slapped again; “yes please what; baby girl”; she gasped at the stinging pain and the pleasure it brought her. it made her so wet; “yes please; fuck me”; His hand went over her reddening cheek and gathered the band of her panties; tugging them down in one hard yank; exposing her; she could feel the burning of the elastic; and yet her body ached for more; for more of his touch; so hard and then so soft; his touch that made her want him so; His fingers slid up her wet swollen lips; and the sensation drove her nearly over the edge of cumming; His touch; oh fuck his touch; was all she could think of; so needy; as he played with her cunt; she wiggled her rear wanting more; Inserting one; then two fingers inside her tight cunt; finger fucking her needy hole; slow at first; finding her sweet spot that made her buck; and massaging it; “God” she sighed as he fucked her deeper and faster; “I’m going to cum she exclaimed”; as she was floating on a sea of endorphins; but another slap on her cheek brought her back to reality; “not yet”; he growled; “not yet”; Over and over he tortured her cunt; bringing her to the edge; Fingering her; following with a quick hard slap; one cheek then the other; each time; she could hardly stand the pleasure; she begged to cum only to be denied again and again; for what seemed like eternity; And then nothing; his fingers disappearing from her aching cunt; she waited; nothing; oh how she ached; He stood behind her; relishing her; and her gift; her need; his own needs contained until now; She could hear his belt; then his zipper; as his pants fell to the floor; then; His weight on the bed and the anticipation was killing her; as he situated himself behind her; his tip slid up her cunt; his rigid cock in his hand toying with her slit and clit; “Fuck” she yelled for in one motion his girth opened her cunt; pushing inside enveloping him; sucking his cock deeper; his hands digging into her hips; hurting her flesh; commanding her motions; pulling her onto him; as he fucked her needy hole; over and over; she was holding on by a thread; His noises were pleasing; melodious; like music washing over her; as he pummeled her aching cunt; Again and again the slapping rhythm of their bodies taking pleasure in each other; fucking with abandon; harder; faster; His grunts drove her crazy; screaming out; she cried; “please”; “let me cum”.; One final thrust and he groaned out “cum for me”; his words; as she hung on the highest ledge of pleasure; flying; falling when she came; her legs vibrating; as she flooded his cock in her cum; “Fuck baby” he yelled as he drove himself hard into her cunt

Amy gives her first blowjob.In 4 parts, by  Djmac1031. Listen to the ► podcast at Steamy Stories   Amy had been sitting with her eyes closed in a state of utter relaxation, wrapped in Tommy’s strong embrace. Suddenly they opened, and looking down, she saw Tommy’s erection, still straining against his shorts.“Oh, Tommy, I’m so sorry, I totally forgot about…that,” she gestured to his crotch. “Are you sure I can’t, you know, help take care of it? It seems so unfair to leave you that way.”Tommy glanced at the TV. There were maybe ten minutes left in the movie. Plenty of time really. But he was still worried.“Amy, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t WANT you to.  But I’m just concerned about making another mess all over you, or worse, on your parents couch!” Amy looked sad, then thoughtful. She looked up at him suddenly, with a gaze that was both shy yet determined.“I have…I have an idea,” she said, her voice shaking, “but I don’t know what you’ll think of it.”Tommy looked at her quizzically, so she continued, “I could…I could, you know, put it in my…in my mouth.” She blushed at her own brazen words.Tommy’s eyes went wide. “You mean…?”Amy simply nodded. Her face still flushed but also filled with love and determination. “Yes,” she answered. “I want to please you that way. Please?” she begged, pouting.Her plea broke any remaining willpower he had left to resist. He kissed her, then smiled. “How could I possibly refuse that pretty face?” he chuckled.He sat back, loosened his shorts, then slid them down. His cock sprung free immediately.Despite having seen and touched it in this state earlier that evening, Amy still couldn’t help but giggle at how his penis bounced and twitched all on it’s own.“What would be the, you know, best way to, you know, do that?” she asked, suddenly feeling bashful.“Um,” Tommy thought, “maybe on your knees? On the floor?”Amy nodded and slid down to the floor, placing herself between Tommy’s legs.This seemed like a good position, she thought, as she got her first really good, close up look at his penis. There was a long, thick vein that ran up the underside of it, from the bottom of the shaft up to the strange indentation of flesh just under the tip that reminded Amy vaguely of her own folds just above her clit. She observed his balls again, in their strange little sack of flesh, covered in small dark hairs.“It’s all such a strange looking thing,” she thought to herself, “but somehow beautiful, and arousing.”Amy took his throbbing member in her hand, feeling it pulse in her grip, then started to lean forward towards it.Just as her lips approached his swollen head, she froze. Letting go, she looked up at him, suddenly afraid.“I…,” Amy started, “I don’t…I don’t know what I’m doing,” she stammered. “What if I hurt you?”“You don’t have to do this, Amy, we can stop right now,” Tommy said, concerned.“No, no, I’m just…I wanna do good,” Amy smiled weakly, “just afraid I won’t be.”“Relax, take your time, go slow, you’ll be fine baby. I’m so worked up this won’t take long anyway,” he laughed, calming her. Then he echoed her earlier words, “I’ll guide you if needed, ok?”She nodded, smiled, then advanced once more towards his throbbing cock. She felt Tommy’s hand touching her face in gentle reassurance, then brushing her hair back away from it. She met his gaze and smiled.Her lips found his head and kissed it tentatively. As before in the woods when she touched it for the very first time, it suddenly started bouncing up and down like a diving board someone just leapt from.She suppressed her mirth this time, determined to get down to business. Again taking his thick shaft in her tiny hand, she held it steady, as she kissed the tip more confidently now. Tommy gasped, feeling the warmth of her lips make contact with his sensitive glans.Feeling bolder, Amy par

Kind of early to close isn’t it?based on a post by Fugman; narrated by Andrew; Welcome To Connected Podcast By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.   After one really rough Tuesday at the office, I stopped by my favorite little hot spot that I usually visit on a Weekend.  I have never actually been there during the week and noticed a whole different crowd then the  usuals, even a whole different wait staff.  One waitress in Particular stood out from the rest, her name was  Jennifer, I have never seen her before, she was absolutely stunning.   Long reddish brown hair, baby blue eyes, a body that was making it uncomfortable for me to sit down.  To top it all off, she wore just the right clothes to capitalize on her shapely body, a light cotton shirt that was open just enough to see cleavage but not enough to see all the way down when she bent over, a little black mini-skirt that was just the right length to show enough leg, but not to be obscene.  As I drank down my drink, she approached and said “The bar is getting ready to close now, but you can stay a little later if you would like.”  I glanced at my watch, 11:30pm, “Kind of early to close isn’t it?”  “Usually we are open until 12, but it has been real slow tonight so my boss is going to go home to his wife and he asked if I could close tonight.”  I looked around and saw that I was the last person left in the bar and I started to get up to leave, she grabbed my arm and said “Do you really want to leave now, I don’t like to be here alone at night.”  I understood and sat back down at the bar, She went into the back and started to clean, when she came back out, she sat next to me and we talked for a little bit, When I turned around, she wasn’t wearing the skirt anymore, in fact the only thing she had left on was her blouse and that was unbuttoned most of the way.  She noticed that I saw her, and gave me a big wet kiss on the lips, very passionate, almost with a sense of urgency to it.  I kissed back but decided to let her lead me to where she wanted to go with this.  I felt her tongue moving around inside of my mouth and then her hand was on my thigh, slowly creeping to my upper thigh, and then finally resting on my privates.  She stopped the kiss and said, “if you take these off, we can have more fun.”   I didn’t need any more coaxing then that, and off my pants and underwear came.  Jennifer then took off the rest of her clothes and invited me to do the same, well, I guess I was too slow, she took them off me herself.  I was now stark naked in this bar and she was absolutely breath-taking, she started to kiss me again, her hands moving quickly and deliberately to certain areas of my body.  My hands dropped down to her naked behind and I started to caress her and move my hands up and down the outsides of her thighs.  Her hand dipped  between my legs and grabbed hold of my rock hard cock, stroking it slowly.  My hands dove for her and found her to be soaking wet with excitement.  “Please touch me, I want to feel you inside of me now.”  Once again, I couldn’t help but follow her orders and I slipped a finger inside of her.  Jennifer moaned and continued to stroke me, moving her hand up and down in exact rhythm to my finger moving in and out of her.  Just then the door opened and Jennifer stopped stroking turned around and said, “I’m sorry we are closed tonight, but if you like you can join us.”  I looked at what she invited to join us and wow!  In comes this busty blonde that looks like a million bucks in her designer dress, and on her arms a rather muscular guy somewhere in his twenties.  They came in and sat on the stools next to us and they both began to undress each other, while Jennifer went to lock the door.  I was  standing there naked, watching these two strip each other’s clothes off and I was in heaven.  Every layer of clothing that they took off each other, they took turns

Amy gets fingered for the first time.In  parts, by Djmac1031- listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. 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 OK.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

The Parent-Teacher Thingbased on a post by Fugman; narrated by Andrew; Welcome To Connected Podcast  By Fugman. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.   I had to attend one of those Parent teacher nights at my sons school a couple of weeks ago.  I never looked forward to these things, and this time was no exception.  When my wife and I split, we shared the responsibility as far as parenting goes.  She did the parent-teacher thing last time and now it was my turn.  I kept running through the scenarios in my head, some old woman or some really strange guy teaching Jeffrey.  I must say, as soon as the door opened and I saw Ms. Malone, I was stunned. I could feel my heart start to pound deep within my chest, sweat rolled down my forehead.  This woman stirred things so deep within me that I could barely move an inch.  She looked up at me and smiled, “Welcome, I’m Ms. Malone.”  I finally fought the courage to move and shook her outstretched hand, “Please to meet you, I’m Jeffery’s Father.”  She let her delicate fingers, slowly slide from my hand, and I felt lost without them.  Her smile, her eyes, her hands, everything about this woman was a joy to look.  She graciously smiled as we talked about Jeffery, how well he’s doing, how she has no problems with him in class and so on, and then she made a comment that struck me right down to my loins.  “I can see where Jeffery got his good looks from.”  I smiled from ear to ear and invited her out later tonight, which she accepted with a knowing grin.  “I’ll be done around 8, pick me up then.”  I hated to leave, but I had a few things that I had to prepare for tonight.  It seemed like the time stopped moving, the clock refused to move past 7 o’clock.  Finally it was 7:45 according to the car stereo, I grabbed a bottle of Champagne, a few glasses and placed them in a brown bag and made my entrance.  I walked into my sons classroom and I was disappointed,  no lights were on, no one was around, had she forgotten?   Did she suddenly decide against our date?  I placed the bag on her desk and turned to walk away, just then a flicker of light caught the corner of my eyes, a partially ajar door was in the corner of the room, beyond it a mysterious light.  I had to investigate before I left, I slowly approached it, hesitantly pushing the door until I could see into the tiny room that I assume was her office.   Once inside, I saw the candle that was the source of the flickering light sitting on the desk, she sat behind her desk reading a rather large book.  She didn’t look up from her book, “I thought you were going to stand me up tonight, I’m glad your finally here.”  She stood up, grabbed my hand and we walked towards the classroom, I grabbed the bag, took out the glasses and started to pour.  “Now you’re in trouble,” she joked, “no alcohol is allowed in the classroom.”  I handed her the glass and we slowly sipped, never removing our eyes from each other.  As soon as she set her glass down, she grabbed me and gave me one of the best kisses I have ever experienced in my life, the kind that you can feel all over your body.  I took her in my arms and kissed back, becoming more and more passionate, more and more suggestive.  She never missed a moment of my kisses, my tongue seemed to intertwine with hers as if the two tongues were in some sweet seductive dance.  Her hands were the first to start roaming and I felt her fingers slide into my shirt and tease the hair on my chest.  The kisses seemed to just keep getting more and more intense, her hands traveled to my nipples and she gave each one a little squeeze, and a little tug.  My hands started to go down her back and softly slide around her soft well curved behind.  She pushed me away and said in a stern voice, “you should not grope the teacher young man, do you want me to send you to the principal’s office?”  I took my cue and followed her little gam