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Samantha’s Deflowering.In 8 parts, By jane700bond. Listen to the ► Podcast at ExplicitNovels.  Hi, my name is Sam and I have just hi-jacked this story from Rick, who made the mistake of leaving what he had written about me, Lorna and Laura open on the computer in his bedroom.Well those nympho blonde twin cousins of mine are going to make their corrections to history after I've had my go. Firstly, I would like to correct a few facts about myself. Yes, I am about 5'3 and petite, with smallish breasts (32b). People do think I am younger than I am and that makes it difficult sometimes at the pub, or at the cinema. My skin is naturally pale and I still have a few (sexy) freckles on my nose. However, I am really a dark auburn colour rather than brunette and I'm actually nearer 20 than 18. Being a bit short-sighted, I also wear glasses, a nice pair of Dee & Gees. And as for Rick breaking my hymen, I think not. Anyone notice a lack of blood in Rick's story? Boys can be so ignorant.Anyway, we girls are not really annoyed with Rick for what he wrote, in fact reading it was a bit of a turn-on and, oh, um will you just excuse us a few minutes.Phew! OK, concentrate. I do have to admit that Rick was my first boy, (still is my only boy), but I have had sex with a girl before and it was the first of those little adventures where that precious barrier of skin got broken. No hang on, there was a boy there too, ooh! It's not that easy to get things in the right order, so I'll just explain what happened then and then I'll rewrite randy Rick's story about that morning at the farm with the three of us.It was the Easter holiday before my A Level exams, which is what we take to get into university in England, oh, distractions. Anyway, I went to stay with my friend Dora (adorable Dora!) who was a school chum of mine. We both had our birthday on the same day and had had a crazy joint 18th party at my parents' place a few weeks earlier. Maybe our horoscopes made us similar which is why we got on so well.We were very close at the Convent School, thought by our friends to be a bit of an item, but beyond friendly cuddles and girly kisses, I, for one, had never thought about doing anything more. Anyway, Dora lived in Winchester, and we had spent the day looking at the ancient cathedral and doing a bit of shopping.I'll start the story in the evening after supper. We had helped Dora's Mum and Dad clear up; & chatted for a bit. Then we went up to Dora's room to watch TV and mess with each other's hair. Mine is short, but rich, dark and thick and curly; Dora's is a blonde and fine and cut just above her neck. She often put it up with a hair clip, to stop it getting in her eyes.I ought to explain that Dora lives in a big old town house which is tall and narrow. Her parents have their bedroom two floors below hers, and her brother has his room on the floor between. Her bedroom and bathroom are in a sort of attic. Dora said that it was where the servants lived in the olden days, which is why there is a door at the bottom of the staircase going up, to give the family privacy.We had been up there about an hour when we heard the door to the staircase and Dora's brother, Ian; knocked on the bedroom door. He came in with his friend Bob who he introduced to us. It was I suppose about 10 o'clock by then. Ian was a couple of years older than Dora and both the boys smelt as if they had been drinking too much beer. I was not really interested in Ian, who I thought a bit rough. He was nothing like his sister and after a few remarks, I just ignored him.Bob though, couldn't take his eyes off Dora. He sat on the bed and tried his best to be amusing. Dora, kind of started responding with; well you know, those little looks, the lowering and the raising of the eye, the little smiles. I actually think I was getting a little jealous, so I started yawning. Ian said to Bob that they should go downstairs and watch the telly there and get another drink. Bob got up reluctan

The Convent Virgin Comes To VisitIn 8 parts, By jane700bond. Listen to the ► Podcast at ExplicitNovels.   Swinging forward in time again to the summer, I thought you might want to know about my next adventure with the twins. We had fucked again that day in the field. Well, after 15 minutes lying with twin naked blondes on either side of you; you try and stop getting another hard-on! It wasn't quite as wild as the first time. You could say it had a more gentle and leisurely rhythm, you could also say it was absolutely fantastic and I thought at the time, I would be wanking myself to sleep for years to come just thinking about it, but there were even better times to come. Anyway whilst I was helping Laura and Lorna back on with their clothes (it's very distracting doing up a girls bra when she cannot keep her hands away from rubbing your balls), they invited me over for a swim at the farm the next day.The day dawned, just like the previous day, with gorgeous sunshine and about 11am I was riding my bike towards the Cramwell's farm. Riding a bike is not too easy with a hard-on, but I could not get the memory of those two perfect bodies out of my mind and I was already wondering how we might contrive to have more sex together when I got there. John would probably be out working somewhere, but I bet their mother, Lucy would be there.In fact, when I arrived the girls explained that Lucy had gone out for the day with the twins' younger sister Alice, who was into ponies. They had departed for some sort of Pony Club event and would not be back until the evening.However, their cousin Samantha was staying. The girls were in matching pink bikinis and had been in the kitchen, looking out for me when I arrived and explained with whispered giggles that they were hoping to smuggle me upstairs for ½ hour before Samantha saw me."She's not really the sort who would approve of sex. She's been at a Convent school," Laura explained, "so, she's very pure! She's sunbathing at the moment by the pool, (needs to, poor lamb, she's very pale) so we thought we could show you our bedroom, oh God, I have been feeling randy all morning, just thinking about you coming over. Yesterday was fantastic."Lorna said quietly "I think my sister is a bit of a nympho." and took my hand and then pulled me all the way upstairs.These two girls could best be described as tigers. I would have liked to have described the bedroom, the two single beds, the walls covered in pictures of boy bands and hunky film stars, the nice antique furniture etc., however, as soon as I was in the room Laura (probably a bit louder than sensible) shouted to Lorna "Get him!" and I was pushed onto one of the beds. As fast as lightning, the girls were on top of me, Lorna on my chest and Laura on my legs. I twisted and turned and suddenly all three of us fell off the narrow bed on to the floor in a screaming giggling mess of arms and legs."Shush!" whispered Laura "Sam will hear!"And then, still sitting on top of my legs made a grab for the top of my shorts. Lorna meantime with one leg underneath me and the other wrapped around my neck was pushing her groin into my face.I pulled the bikini bottom aside with my teeth and plunged my tongue into her hot cunt. She screamed. Laura meanwhile had undone the top of my shorts and was plunging my cock into her mouth.‘What about foreplay?’ I thought, as the world went misty.Both girls used their free hands to take off their bikini tops and Laura had her bikini bottoms half way down her legs when Samantha walked in, my cock was still rammed well into Laura's mouth, my teeth were teasing Lorna's clit and she was rubbing her breasts. It must have been a wonderful sight for the poor girl to see the three of us on the floor.We froze. Cousin Samantha was a brunette unlike her cousins and smaller at about 5'3", which made her look younger than her 18 years. Petite I think is the term. She was also in a bikini, which showed her pale white skin. She was v

Achieving New GoalsBy Tx Tall Tales – Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.   She sat up, raising her hips up high, and bent over, watching as she slid my cock inside of her slowly. She lowered herself, sliding down my shaft, watching the whole thing disappear inside of her.She sat down, resting her full weight on my cock and sighed. "Damn," she moaned. "I knew it."I reached for her and pulled her down onto my chest, holding her in my arms my cock buried deep inside my dream woman's tightness. We stayed like that, kissing warmly and lovingly, my hands caressing her body, her tight confines pulsing around my cock. She started to raise her hips up, and I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her back down hard. "No.""Just a little, baby?" she pleaded."No. Relax. Let's stay like this a little while longer."She ground her hips against me and I slapped her ass hard. "Don't, Amy, or I swear I'll pull out."She whimpered softly and settled back down. She buried her head in my shoulder, while I caressed that amazing body. I was rubbing her back when I felt the sobs start."Shush," I whispered, hugging her.She started crying, hard, the sobbing echoing through her body around my cock. I grabbed her ass again, holding her tight against me, my cock throbbing inside of her, while she let it out.When she calmed down, I let go of her ass, feeling her adjust herself and settle back on my cock. I wrapped her in my arms, kissing her pretty face, tasting the salt of her tears, all of which I kissed away.She pressed her lips to mine, kissing me again. A long passionate kiss of desperation. She finished by nibbling my lip and pulling off of me. "Thank you," she said."I love you," was all I could answer.She nodded, then turned around, lowering her pussy over my face before taking me in her mouth.It was beautiful. Magical. Just as she'd worshiped my cock, I did the same for her tasty little pussy. Teasing, kissing, tasting, memorizing ever little fold and bump, knowing this might have to last for a lifetime. I was able to get her to come for me softly, then once more, with my cock all the way down her throat, she came hard. My own need burst upon me unawares, and I thrust upward with my hips, shooting my load down her throat.She pulled off in the middle of my cumming, sucking the head, and drawing every last drop out of me. I kissed her perfect pussy goodbye, my heart shattering in my chest.She laid down on me, my softening cock in her mouth, my lips glued to her clit, sucking softly, never wanting to stop. I felt her head resting on my thigh, her lips still holding onto me gently. She held me in her mouth, her tongue slowly caressing my sensitive helmet. I licked her gently, lovingly, along each side fold and then up the middle and inside her. I relaxed, my mouth glued to her pussy, my tongue taking a last tender journey until I rested, the tip barely inside her.We stayed that way for a couple of minutes until she slowly got up and turned around. I held her silently for a bit until she kissed me and got up. She was wearing a forced smile. "Let's go, poolboy. We've still got some work to do, right?"She got up and slid her panties on, while I pulled my shorts up. She took me by the hand, her beautiful tits still on display, and walked to the pool.We took a few minutes to check the water, add the shock, and check the skimmers. I showed her how to turn the salt-water chlorinator from it's super-chlorination setting to the normal level.I wanted to do more, but the pool was immaculate and our job was done. We stood by the side of the pool, looking at it."We did a good job, didn't we?" she asked."We did. I have some good news. All the materials came to less than $900. We're even. No second payment necessary.""I want to pay you the rest," she said."I won't take it."She was holding my hand and gave me a squeeze. "We're done, aren't we?""As good as it's going to get."She turned and hugged me. "I...I don't want you to come around and clean the p

Gushing All Over The Cute Guy.By Tx Tall Tales – Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.   I took her hand in mine and walked over to the beach entry, where we could slowly enter the pool. The water was still pretty cool, not having had much time to heat up in the last day. I dove under the water, preferring the all-at-once method of getting used to the water, while Amy slowly walked deeper, standing on tip-toes, squealing when the cold water reached her breasts. "It's going to warm up, right?" "By tomorrow afternoon, it'll be 10 degrees warmer. Another reason to finish filling it as early as possible." I walked to her, and she wrapped her legs around me, her arms encircling my neck. I held her, moving slowly deeper, until the water was up to her neck. I stepped back toward the shallower water a few steps, until the water as armpit deep."It's not so bad now," she admitted."I wish this didn't have to end," I told her. "I can't imagine not being around you every day."She nodded, pulling me in close. "I know. Back to the boring, hum-drum, everyday life.""No. Not that. A new life, pursuing your dreams, right?"She nodded. "I hope so."I pressed my lips against hers, and we kissed each other thoroughly, lovingly, deeply. I had my hands on her ass, fondling them, reaching inside her bottoms to feel her flesh.I walked her to the shallow end, and put her down. "Wait here. I'll be right back."I went to the porch and retrieved the work she'd done, after drying my hands thoroughly. I grabbed the towels and set the towels and her writing down on the towels, along with a pen and the goals notebook to lean on. Then I got back in the pool and joined her at the side by her work."Find anything out, while you made your dream list?""Did I ever. There's so many things I want to do. I probably could have added another 100 to the list.""Like what? What really sticks in your head?""I like doing new and unusual things, but I don't. Not anymore. Not since I was in high-school. I want to scuba dive on a sunken boat, I want to go hang-gliding. I want to parachute out of a plane. I want to spend an afternoon on jet-skis. I want to ride across country using the back-roads on the back of a motorcycle. I want to go on a safari. I want to climb Kilimanjaro. I want to hike the Great Wall. I..."I laughed. "I get it. Lots of things you want to do. How about education, career, financial. Any ideas there?"She nodded eagerly. "I want to get a degree in marketing, and an MBA. I want to learn all about running and operating a non-profit organization. I'm going to work for one of the medium sized non-profits and see how things are really done, versus what they teach you in school. And then I'm going to figure out who I most want to help in the world, and dedicate my life to that. I'm not sure what that will be yet, but I know I want to help people, not endangered animals, not the environment, not politics. People who need my help, and whose lives can change dramatically for the better."She was leaning over the side of the pool, flipping through her pages of writing, so animated it had me choking up. Such a difference.I was leaning against her body, looking over her shoulder. "You know what I love about what you just told me?""No. What?""How you went from all the things you said you wanted to do, to telling me what you were going to do. You are going to work for a non-profit. You are going to figure out who you're going to help, and how you are going to dedicate your life to that. That's wonderful. You know. You have a purpose."My hands seemed to have a mind of their own, and were busy wandering over her body."Did I say that? I didn't even notice.""Yes, you went from a list of things you wanted to do, things that interested you but were not absolutes, to the core of what you wanted to do with your life."I turned her around so she was facing me. "Tonight, you'll take that list, and using it you'll make a new one. You'll list five things you want to do,

Casting out Shame & Self Loathing.By Tx Tall Tales – Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.   I was standing over the pool at 9:00 am on the dot. I'd gone to bed so early, I'd woken up at 7:00 and couldn't get back to sleep. A McDonald's Egg McMuffin was percolating in my belly, and I felt refreshed and renewed.The pool was full, and the hoses were still going. I quickly turned them off, and rolled the hoses back up. Then I started the filter running. The sun was warm already. It was going to be a hot one. I peeled my shirt off and tossed it to the side, helping myself to some of Amy's sun-tan lotion, covering my shoulders and face. I went out to my car and got the chemicals out. Time for the magic. I walked the perimeter of the pool, adding stabilizer, algaecide, clarifier, and finally shock. I hauled out four 50 pound bags of salt, and started pouring the fine salt into the water, one bag at a time. I was working on the last bag when I happened to glance over at the porch and saw Amy there, leaning against the door watching me. She had on a robe, and an odd little smile.I finished emptying the bag, and headed her way. "Good morning, beautiful."Her smile looked forced. "Morning pool boy.""What's wrong?" I asked, moving closer to her."Nothing. Everything. I don't know.""You're breaking my heart, morning Goddess," I teased."Please. Enough of the Goddess. I'm nobody's Goddess. Slut is more like it.""Don't," I said firmly."It's true!""Don't."She covered her face with her hands. "How can you even look at me after the way I behaved yesterday?"I pulled her close and held her. She was stiff at first, then slowly melted into my arms, crying, tears running down my bare chest."Have you seen your pool yet?" I asked when the sobs had almost disappeared.She shook her head."C'mon then. It's time to see the fruits of your labor." I took her hand in mine and walked over to the pool."What do you think?"She smiled. "A miracle. You saved my ass, Alex.""Quite a nice ass to save, if you don't mind my saying."She snorted, quite unladylike. "You should know. You've seen more of it than anybody else has outside of my doctor.""Are you mad at me, Amy?" I asked."Mad at you? Hardly.""Then what is it?"She leaned her head back with a sigh. "I...I'm not who I thought I was. Amy Dixon would never have behaved like she did yesterday. I never thought I could be such a tramp." She crossed her arms over her chest, turning to face the pool. "How desperate am I, that I would drag you into my backyard and blow you, with my husband sitting watching TV fifty feet away? That I'd let you finger me while laying out next to my friend, and almost beg for more when you left me hanging."She turned to face me. "I'm such a whore. I'm letting you do whatever you want to me, just so I can get my pool cleaned on the cheap. Hell, I practically begged you to spank me and came as hard as I'd ever come in my life, with your finger buried in my ass, God help me. Is this anyway for a married woman to behave? My mother would be so proud."I was lost for words. What could I say to her?I took her hand in mine, and walked her over to the covered porch. "Sit," I told her, at the end of our favorite lounge chair.She sat down stiffly, and I moved behind her, sitting with her between my legs. I wrapped my arms around her and held her. "I don't have any answers Amy. I don't know your situation. I barely know you. You've been a mysterious fantasy for me ever since I was old enough to appreciate a woman. And in the last few days, you seemed like a happy girl, looking for a little excitement in her life, and willing to work for it. There's a wild, playful and extremely sexy woman inside you, looking to get out. I saw her. And I adore her."Amy sniffed loudly. "She's a filthy little slut."I eased my hand inside of her robe, and found nothing but soft flesh. I cupped her bare breast in my hand. "She's my naughty little slut, and she's amazing.""How can you say that? I should disgus

Creative Workplace Morale BoostingBy Tx Tall Tales – Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.   I got the pressure washer out and cleaned the area around the lip of the pool, then worked on the tile rim. I spent a good bit of the time watching her reading a book while she got some more sun. Naked looked good on Amy.The ping of her phone getting text messages, and her constant responses had me wondering who she was communicating with, and if I was part of that conversation. "Poolboy, could you come over here a second?"I walked over and was surprised to see her hold up her phone, back pointed toward me. "That was all, thanks. And let me know if you need my help with anything." I was putting away the pressure washer when she came over to help me. "Looks like you could use some attention," she told me, with a meaningful glance below my waist."Lotion first?""Sure, but make it quick. No fooling around, Ok? And take your shorts off first.""Got it." It only took me a couple of minutes to get her nice and slippery again. I still spent more time on her ass and tits than was absolutely necessary, but she didn't give me too hard a time over it.This time she had me sit on a chair, and pulled one of the cushions off so she could kneel on it, at my feet. I had only been semi-hard, but the act of rubbing her all over, and her sexy positioning had its expected effect."Sorry about that last one, you were driving me crazy," she explained, taking my cock in her hand and stroking me slowly."I wasn't complaining.""No. I guess not. Still, I thought we could be a little more playful this time. Not be in such a rush.""Sounds good to me.""There's something I was thinking about. I thought maybe you'd like it.""I imagine you're right, whatever it is.""Good." She reached out for the tanning lotion and squirted a lot at the top of her cleavage. She rubbed it around, then leaned forward, wrapping her tits around my cock. She pushed them together and moved them up and down, sometimes together, sometimes separately. "What do you think?"I groaned, holding her shoulders and thrusting between her soft mounds. "I think you are amazing," I groaned."You like it?" she whispered shyly."Incredible."She watched me, smiling sweetly, while her pillowy breasts pleasured me. I had never done anything like it before, but I swore by all that was Holy, I'd be doing it again."Is it exciting you? Can you come for me like this?""Definitely.""Do you want to hold them? Fuck my tits with your big fat cock? Tell me what you want."I couldn't even get any words out. I grabbed her soft tits, squeezing them together, and thrusting up between them. I spread my legs as wide as possible, allowing her to get closer. She giggled when she applied a new layer of lotion to her smooth channel. It was different, oily and slippery as hell."That stuff is good," I gasped."Fuck my tits, Alex. Use me," she whispered huskily.It only took me a minute or so longer to reach the point of no return. "Where?" I gasped."Right there. Come for me Alex. Come on my tits."With a groan, I acceded to her command.She giggled, and rubbed my cock all over the mess I'd made of her, spreading my cum around her skin. "I like to feel it on me, feel it harden under the sun, tightening, clinging to my skin." She blushed. "When you told me you came 5 times thinking about me, all I could imagine was laying out in the sun, while you covered me with your spunk over and over again, my skin tingling wherever you coated me."I laughed. "That's a fantasy I think I wouldn't mind working on. I could save up for a few days, and see how many times I could come for you, back to back to back, marking you as mine."Her hands moved up to her chest, fingers rubbing at my sticky cum. "You do that for me, and I promise I'll find something equally as wild to do for you."After our break I went around the inside of the pool removing each of the water outlets, which took some doing, and re-seating each one after cleaning them. I aim