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Normally, I don't "watch," but I was looking through the personal ads the other day and came across something that really arrested my attention:CHRISTIAN VOYEUR WANTEDMy husband and I are a married Christian couple, living in the Mesa neighborhood. We are looking for a Christian voyeur who will watch as I dominate and abuse my husband, eventually abusing his anus with a strap-on dildo. No touching. No nudity. No masturbation. Watching only. Christians only.OK, I thought to myself, this is too...
VoyeurTuesday, July 3 to Saturday, July 21, 2007 I wrote an email to the Principal of the Sondarm Christian High School, introducing myself then saying: I believe the antagonism from some elements of the Christian community toward me and/or God's Guardian Angel is mostly caused by unfamiliarity. Resurrection is unknown in modern times, and as far as I am aware, the Guardian Angel is unknown in all times. People fear the unknown, and fear often leads to worse emotions and actions. I wish to...
We all lead different lives. And none of us is exactly what he or she appears to be. The same holds true for me, I guess. My name is Farah Al-Mokhtar, and I was born in the City of Khor Angar in the Republic of Djibouti. I’ve been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past fifteen years. I’m twenty years old. A lot of people are surprised when I tell them that I am a Christian. While it’s true that the Republic of Djibouti is ninety four percent Muslim, six percent of the...
There was a knock at the door.Then Savannah entered, it was her first visit in a year and a half so Christian, her younger brother was really excited.Savannah is a 20 year old brunette girl, with beautiful wonderful 36DD boobs, her ass is huge and bounced ever so slightly when she walked. She stood taller than most other women at 5' 10".Christian is a 15 year old horny teenager fighting through high school. He has an athletic build, standing at a healthy 6'2". His cock is 7 inches at full...
Normally, I don’t ‘watch,’ but I was looking through the personal ads the other day and came across something that really arrested my attention: CHRISTIAN VOYEUR WANTED My husband and I are a married Christian couple, living in the Mesa neighborhood. We are looking for a Christian voyeur who will watch as I dominate and abuse my husband, eventually abusing his anus with a strap-on dildo. No touching. No nudity. No masturbation. Watching only. Christians only. OK, I thought to myself, this is...
The Christian Female Discipline JournalE.E. Norcod, D.D., Ph.D., EditorFacilitating the Submission, Obedience and Discipline of Girls and Women Throughout the Christian WorldVolume X, Number v, May 2003Editor’s Forward to the Issue In this issue of the CFDJ we continue our series of the Christian Discipline Diaries, one of our most popular features. These are reports from our congregations who are out there spreading the Word of the Strict Observance Bible Evangelical Church of Christ...
Mimi put her hand between her legs and gently caressed herself, softly moaning with both relief and exquisite bliss, her pussy lips becoming firm and moist. Chatting to Mu on her laptop had become the essential part of her day. She had tried to resist it. She had succeeded on the odd occasion, a whole day without being trained and pushed towards the Arabic sex that she had dreamed of, yearned for and caressed herself to her own sexual bliss and orgasm for as long as she could remember. But it...
InterracialMimi put her hand between her legs and gently caressed herself, softly moaning with both relief and exquisite bliss, her pussy lips becoming firm and moist. Chatting to Mu on her laptop had become the essential part of her day. She had tried to resist it. She had succeeded on the odd occasion, a whole day without being trained and pushed towards the Arabic sex that she had dreamed of, yearned for and caressed herself to her own sexual bliss and orgasm for as long as she could remember. But it...
InterracialShe walked into my seminar room with an older man. They had arrived 15 minutes late and, consequently, they sat at the very back of the room. I think all of us have an imaginary visage of what perfect beauty, sexiness and true love might look like... The ideal, imagined soul mate that lives in our place of dreams. We build this visage upon our earliest and most satisfying puppy loves and from our fantasies - including those that have been inspired by hard or soft-core pornography, and from...
Love StoriesSaturday, July 21, 2007 (Continued) and a little looking ahead. Getting everyone outside wasn't easy as our security had to do a lot of running around and clearing of a large enough area for us. They were reluctant to start doing that, so the angel had to pull rank on them. Once that had been carried out and we were gathered outside the front of the hall, I called for the first ten volunteers who had parental permission for a flight. The change of venue made the parents cautious all over...
My writing tends to suggest that I am in my thirties or forties because I want to seem closer in age to the young audience who dominate the Lush family. In truth, I'm a good bit older. Of course, things we publish here don't have to be factual. As it happens, this new story--from about three and a half decades ago--is very close to true...There was a decade in my middle years when televangelism was superinfluential here in America. One famous Christian con man wept dramatically on camera as he...
First TimeThis story contains some material that may be considered offensive to the closed-minded. If you are under 18 years of age, or whatever the legal age is where you live, you should close this page immediately. The same goes for all you folks who happen to be offended by transgendered ideas and references. With that said, to those few of you who remain, enjoy what's here. Author's Note: First of all, forgive the writing. This is my very first attempt. For the most part, this is the story...
After our trip to the Caribbean, we had some days off before we started the next term at the university where I work, the same place where I had met Natalia, a student of mine, who now was my girlfriend. We spent those days mainly watching movies at my apartment and having sex, of course. However, when we resumed classes, everything was so hectic that Natalia and I were not able to spend time together for many days.That's why I was so surprised when one morning I heard a knock on the door of...
College SexMy name is Stephen Pratchett, and I am a secret atheist. Why keep that a secret? you may ask. Well, the problem were my parents, and to a certain extent, my two siblings. You see, they were reformed protestants. For those of you who don't know what that means: they were the strictest, fun-hating, sour-faced people on the planet. Fundamentally their beliefs meant that they were born in sin, lived in sin, and died in sin unless God chose them for his magnificent plan. So all they could do was...
Hi, my name is Mandy, it is not my real name of course, but it is a name I think men would consider slutty, so I use it because I have an alter ego, an ego that is both dark and sexually motivated, I am a girl who is considered u******e and jail-bait, and that excites me, so I made a long movie, a movie where I yearn for you to be with me and to do all those things older men do to schoolgirls, who are naughty, and overpoweringly sexual.A little bit about me, apart from my age, which you already...
Chapter One?You will all stand at attention when the Supreme Sister enters the room,? the ceiling loudspeakers blared, just as the doors swung open and four women entered the room. We all jumped to our feet and stood at a military type stance as the woman known as Supreme Sister entered, followed by three of her Committee colleagues and walked to the raised dais at the front of the room. We were in a large room in the sub-basement of the Church of Salvation, a mega-congregation of over 20,000...
Sometimes I feel like I was meant for other things. My name is Farduusa Ibrahim and I am a young black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Calgary, Alberta. I recently moved there from the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Last fall I graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor’s degree in economics. I thought I would find work easily but somehow, I ended up working as a clerk in the local library. This is so not what I wanted, and I may end up going back to school. The one thing I...
We were out for our summer works do.It was organised for a local pub close to work, just a few drinks after work on a Friday night.As I was driving I wasn't drinking but went along for the laugh anyway.Abigail was a girl working in the office at the time who obviously didn't go out much and had led a quite sheltered life (seemingly).She often told us about her Church and talked to us about her religion.She was very pretty in a plain sort of a way.As the night progressed she steadily got more...
My writing tends to suggest that I am in my thirties or forties because I want to seem closer in age to the young audience who dominate the Lush family. In truth, I’m a good bit older. Of course, things we publish here don’t have to be factual. As it happens, this new story–from about three and a half decades ago–is very close to true… There was a decade in my middle years when televangelism was superinfluential here in America. One famous Christian con man wept dramatically on camera as he...
Christian Delivers The Passion Melinda Needed. I normally hate delivering the sappy gifts and trinkets between husbands and wives. Not that I am bitter or anything, I just find it absurdly ironic how much men and women light up over the delivery of gifts. If they really cared they'd find time in the day to deliver it themselves, or just give the gift when they're at home together. Of course, it's about the spectacle. All of their loved one's coworkers get to bear witness to this "grand" gesture...
Office SexClaire has been friends with Samantha, a Christian and a volleyball player, since elementary school. They have been in volleyball camp together every summer, on league teams together. I've seen Sam in volleyball shorts a million times, watched her bubble butt stretch those shorts from pancake flat to full round over the years. She has dark brown hair and eyes and pale skin, imaculately groomed. She wears the same outfit at least once a week religiously, it makes her feel pretty: v-neck red...
During a recent wild, sex filled weekend three well known authors wrote this story. Scouries accompanied by two brilliant ladies who wish to remain anonymous for now. Between bouts of passionate lovemaking, the three naked authors typed out the following. SCOURIES LURES CHRISTIAN TEEN THURSDAY JUNE 14th, 2001 "No way Jennie... I'm not going," I said as we strode down the school hallway towards our lockers. "You promised," my best friend replied. "I said I'd think about it and I did....
Melissa Morgan's female intuition sensed something about this new parishioner, a huge muscular black man named Reggie Johnson, which made her very uneasy. Her husband, Bill, failed to notice Reggie make his way beside her during the service. All houses of worship carried in their air that same musty stench Reggie despised of old prayer books and Bibles. His eyes contemptuously beheld the obnoxiously large cross – symbol of suppression, sexual inhibition, the eternal opposition – suspended...
My name is Tiffany, I'm 5'5, 110 lbs and have B cup boobs with red hair down to my waist and a cute type of face, alike to Natalie Portman and most importantly I'm a total Christian . I've never really been popular with either the boys or girls at school. The boys because I'm a T shirt and trainer kind of girl and I don't really show of my assets, and the girls because they see my athletic fully developed figure in the changing rooms and they're somewhat jealous. This jealousy and disinterest...
First TimeAny comments should be sent to [email protected]. Thank you. Christiane und Christa: Eine ganz normale Woche 1. Der Samstag Als Johanna am Samstag bei ihrer Mutter zu Besuch war, wollte sie anfangs nicht glauben, was sie h?rte und sah: Eine Frau mittleren Alters, bekleidet mit Rock, Sch?rze, R?schenbluse, Nylons und Schuhen mit hohen Abs?tzen begr??te sie mit einem Knicks, um sich gleich darauf weiter mit dem Staublappen zu befassen. Hatte man so etwas schon ge...
Girly Camp ? by: Jeff "Stephanie" Sevem "Man I need a job for the summer," I said to myself as I looked at the computer screen. I was a senior in high school and wanted to get a summer a job. I was at a web site that had job listing on it. Then all of a sudden I found what I was looking for. 'Needed for eight weeks a aquatics director at Camp Make-Up'. Camp Make-Up I wonder what that is all about. It had a link to its website. I immediately went to the link for the camp. I was...
Balla woke us up just before dawn. “Alex I am so afraid, are you sure that you can defeat all those men?” Balla asked me. “Yes I am confident this will be over real soon I want to eat breakfast as soon as possible though so my breakfast will be settled while theirs is not. I opened a family-sized can of ravioli that I ate cold. I would get something later when I was back home. Balla just stared at the can, not knowing what to make of it. When Challa put some in a bowl from another can for...
If you are under 18 or offended by this stuff, you not only shouldn't read any further, but you shouldn't even be here. Shame on you. SRU: Summer Camp By Morpheus David and Kimberly Bennett were both silent as they walked through the mall, each lost in their own thoughts, but taking comfort from the others presence. The twelve year old twins were not at all happy, and for good reason. They'd just been told by their parents that they were going to be sent off to summer camp...
A little background: Lynn was excited. This would be the first summer camp Lynn had ever gone to a summer camp. According to the brochure there would be baseball games, horseback riding, swimming, and all sorts of other things to do. Lynn had always been one of if not the best baseball players in their small town. Also there was supposed be photographic and video classes could take. Lynn could learn how to not only take good and lasting pictures and videos, but also how to develop them. The...
When I hit my teens, my hormones were raging but completely unsatisfied. Having discovered the unspeakable pleasures of masturbation when I was around ten (I certainly didn't know anyone I could speak to them about!), I'd have done anything to get laid by a real feminine female. But for all I did, no matter how hard I tried (and gawd knows I always tried too hard) it only rewarded me with unending embarrassment. I made a total fool out of myself with any girl I was around. I was awkward,...
Critics, comments etc. should be written to [email protected]. Thank you. Christiane und Christa: Ein Mann ist ein Mann ist ein Mann Christa trug jetzt diesen Namen und konnte sich kaum noch daran erinnern, dass sie so lange ein Christoph gewesen war, der sich danach gesehnt hatte, einer Frau zu dienen, ihr zu geh?ren, von ihr beherrscht zu werden, ja, was sonst wohl, ihre F??e zu k?ssen, und, und, und... ach verdammt , was war denn jetzt schon wieder? Sie drehte sich vor ...
Part 1: A Plan is made Williams Summer Camp was an all girls camp that lasted for a week during the month of June. All of the councilors were women as it was assumed that none of the girls families would trust men with their daughters. Unknown to any of the families however was that it was in fact a man who owned not only the camp but also the land it was on. It was also unknown that the camp had actually been loosing money, and had been for years. It seemed that fewer and fewer girls between...
Summer Camp Author's Note: Al rode along on the bus heading for a summer camp. He was surprised to be sitting here; his parents suddenly told him they had found a camp for him to spend a week. "It will be fun," they told him. "Lots of new experiences, lots of new friends." He was enjoying his time at home now that school was out, he was twelve now and getting to spend some time alone when his mother needed to run an errand. He wondered if his mother had figured out that he was...
Boy in a girls’ brat camp A fantasy of women using a man.Part one Bob was seventeen and failing badly. He had at school got in with the wrong set and had been in trouble with the police and also with the school. Finally that summer his parents had given him an ultimatum. Either he left home and school or he spent the summer on an outdoor programme designed to change the way he acted. Bob was not at all keen but his parents would not be moved so that summer he packed a rucksack and looked...
I was packed and ready to go to camp. The plan was for Tami to pick me up to take me to the airport. I had loved up on Duke, and explained I would only be gone a few days. I was surprised when Harper walked in the back door. I didn't ask any questions until we were in the car. "Where's Tami?" I asked. "She'll see you when you get back. You get to talk to me on the way to the airport." "Okay, what am I talking to you about?" "My job is to talk you out of being Tami's boyfriend....
Bo Harrington met us at the apartment where we'd be staying. He'd found us a three bedroom within walking distance of the Camp, and Hunter and Ridge had agreed to room with me. Bo suggested we needed time away from the facility. Bo had rented the unit right across from us. I got settled into my room, and joined him across the hall. The West Coast guys were not getting in until late this afternoon. I'd caught the first flight out of O'Hare and had arrived just before lunch. Bo had food...
The next morning Kennedy was waiting for Mr. Glastonbury when he came into the practice room. "Sir," Kennedy asked diffidently, "did a Slayer die last night?" He looked at her curiously. "Yes. The Watchers Council let me know early this morning. Why?" "I felt her die. It was like I was her. Then I was in this other place..." "They would have told me if you'd been Chosen," Mr. Glastonbury mused aloud. "I think I was only half-chosen, sir. Some black woman, I mean, she was...
My name is Jason, and at twenty-six years old I’m married and living in Savannah, Georgia, the town where I was born and raised. I still socialize with my childhood friends, Larry and Paul, who are also married, and I’ve recently been thinking about the experiences I had in my teens that influenced my hunger for sucking cocks and swallowing cum, that is still a source of enjoyment for me.My father, Colton, is an electrical contractor, and for as long as I can remember he’s gone deer hunting...
BisexualMy mother signed me up for Bible Camp. I couldn’t wear anything too sexy; it had to be modest. Hell all mighty, I was a teenage boy, modesty was my middle name. I read the brochure and it said that the girls had to wear one piece bathing suits and cover up as soon as they got out of the water. They couldn’t wear short shorts either. Crap! Plus we had to take our own bible and a musical instrument if we played one. I didn’t! Well mom packed my stuff and dad drove me to the camp and dropped...
Goddess Anun’s slave camp Part one – Abduction in Pattaya As Simon’s taxi ate down the miles from Bangkok to the coastal resort of Pattaya the hypnotic wheel vibrations were making him drowsy. He was not sorry to be leaving the Big Mango (Bangkok); the city was polluted to the point where the traffic fumes made you catch your breath and your throat sore. However, that aside, he had enjoyed the incredible variety of food in the city and the Grand Palace was well worth seeing. He also couldn’t...
Josh Flannigan pulled on his tight muscle tee shirt which accentuated his pecs and hard nipples, and slid his gym shirts up over his bulging jock strap and muscular ass globes. ?He smiled at himself in the mirror. Nineteen years old and what a fucking hunk! He loved the way his big fat dick pushed the crotch of the shorts out. The little cunts would get wet panties looking at that all right. The cunts had crushes on him almost automatically, and the boys idolized him in that boycrush way that...
Girls Have Fun Making a Pretty Boy One of Them ? by: Jayne Willard Chapter 1, Caught Peeping Cindy knew the party was getting out of hand, but she was enjoying herself. They were at Summer Camp; the boy they had discovered "sneaking a peek" into their cabin was a wimp. He had a cute face and slender body with long dark hair, as was the style at the time. They had jumped him and since there were twelve of them, they easily overpowered him, as if he had resisted at all. "He's...
CASSIE'S DAUGHTER II-SUMMER CAMP Teresa Radford was sitting at the vanity in her room at Grey House, the Bed and Breakfast that her mother Cassie owned in the small Midwest town of Middleton. Sitting at a vanity was one thing out of many that two years ago she had never dreamed she'd be doing. For example, she had just finished brushing and arranging her long, down to the middle of her back, jet black hair. She was applying her makeup, including a bright red lipstick, and she was...
-- FRIDAY, JULY 29, 2005, SUMMER CAMP -- To be fair, I wasn't completely surprised by what I'd just seen. There had certainly been enough hints over the years that my parents and the Evanses played around with each other. And Dawn and I had discussed this very possibility a couple of years back when we speculated on just what our parents did with all their time together while we kids ran wild all day across the camp grounds. But none of us had gone out of our way to catch them in the act,...
“The first days of January 1942 brought enormous amounts of snow. The reader already knows what snow meant for the clergy. But this time the torture surpassed the bounds of the endurable. At the same time the thermometer hovered between 5 and 15 degrees below zero. From morning till night we scraped, shoveled, and pushed wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow of snow to the brook. The work detail consisted of more than 1,000 clergymen, forced to keep moving by SS men and Capos who kicked us and beat...
Right after graduating highschool, I needed to make some serious money before going off to college. A friend of mine told me about a job at a camp. I was unqualified for the job when I applied but was surprised when I got the call for an interview. I drove out to meet with the manager of the camp. Her name was Karen. She was in her mid 40's, average body, very tan, not great looking, but had very nice legs. I came wearing dress pants, a short sleeve button shirt with a tie, and my best pair of...
My wife Kathy and I were forty-two years old and living in the Little Rock area at the time of this story. We had moved there right after graduation from college for me to take an engineering job at a medium-sized manufacturer in the area. I had progressed well and was promoted ten years ago to be VP of manufacturing. Kathy had been able to stay at home to raise our twin daughters, who were now nineteen years old and away at college. Neither Kathy nor I were very religious when we were first...
An innocent excursion into the mountains turns into an erotic adventure of truly epic proportions! The exciting story is a funny derivation of excerpts from the extensive diaries of Jean-Daniel Cadinot. Enjoy, all you boyscouts out there:Scout Campby Pierre d'AmourBookRix EditionCopyright 2016After exerpts from the extensive diaries of Jean-Daniel CadinotMonday, August 14I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror: I was something else! My brand new brown uniform looked stunning...
JUNE 2003, SUMMER BREAK In retrospect, I should have double-parked behind the Taurus. Yeah, it would have fucked up the Mustang, but maybe Adam wouldn't have gotten away. I supposed I was just lucky I wasn't driving the Camry that was parked just outside and below the motel room. Apparently Adam had landed on its roof and partially caved it in when he'd jumped over the railing. Health wise, I turned out to be alright. Yeah, I'd been shot twice, but the first bullet had only grazed my...
Too start off with, I am a type one diabetic and have been for 19 years. I don't mind being a diabetic for the most part. Do not get me wrong, having type one diabetes is a daily struggle but I would usually use it to my advantage. For example, I had a girl give me a blow job in my local high school because she wanted to 'make the pain go away',I would always get A's in class because, teaches felt sorry for me, I would skip class everyday but never get caught because I would lie and say my...
First TimePart 1 The Prison CampThe Japanese Lieutenant looked down at her prisoner. She was happy to see her stretched out, naked on the ground. Arms and legs all secured tightly to the wooden pegs which were standing erect from where they had been knocked deeply into the sand that lay beneath. ?You slut!? She screamed. ?You think you make fun of Lieutenant Nashiba and get away with? You think Lieutenant Nashiba a easy touch, you do? You must learn some manner, girl. I teach you manner now so you know...
Thursday evening, October 16th Ali stormed into the house just before dinner. I tried to talk to her while we set the table, but she ignored me and gave me the cold shoulder. Dad had barely set his fork down signaling the end of the meal when she asked to be excused and raced out of the room. I cringed when she slammed her bedroom door. Dad sighed and glanced at Mom before turning his steely gaze on me. During the day Dad worked downtown at First Citizens Bank and, after managing a team of...
*** A story about a young substitute teacher who explores his maturing taste in women. ***When I returned to my old high school as a fill-in teacher, 5 years after graduating, I was a changed man. It was amazing just how much my tastes had changed in such a short time... matured even... and I appreciated what I'd never noticed before.In the years since school, I'd gone to university in the city, and as many people do, I got around a bit with some pretty hot college girls. It was the typical...
This is from my old high school days and is partially true. Since I was never abused by my "Master" when I was a freshman (I was very intimidating), I decided to make something up. I use my nickname in the story instead of my real name because I like it better. Grinder's memories of Band Camp By Grinder Band Camp, the hottest time of the year to some, the most evil thing known to man to others. I was okay about it. I had done it twice before and this year was...
Buffy could hardly wait to get to acting camp. She'd gone every year since she was ten and she loved it. It was outdoors, which she liked because she was a city girl, but what she liked the most was that she had friends there she rarely got to see. One of them was Megan, who was a special friend. They had learned to masturbate together at acting camp three years ago. They had been roommates that year and Megan taught her how wonderful it felt to stroke her little clitty and stick fingers...
SATURDAY, JULY 1, 2000 Ordinarily, I could read for hours in a moving car without ever getting motion sick. Brooke and the twins were the same way, the three of them quietly reading in the last row bench seat of our full-size family van while we cruised up Highway 5 towards Northern California. But if there's a downside to getting your growth spurt, it's that nothing in your body works quite the way you're used to. I'm normally a pretty coordinated guy, if not the most athletic. But it...
Unplanned Vacation in a Nudist CampFew years ago my girlfriend Mitra and I were on vacation in Greece. We booked a tent at a nice camp by the sea on the Island of Ios. Pictures of the camp were fabulous and we couldn’t wait to get there. However, when we arrived there was a big surprise waiting for us. By the entrance, there was a sign with two words that changed my perception of vacation's forever. The sign read: “Nudist Camp”. When I saw it, my heart jumped. I felt both shocked and a lure of...
ExhibitionismCheer camp was scheduled for the last week in July. On Sunday right after lunch everybody assembled at the school parking lot where a big yellow bus was waiting for us. The school had arranged for a bus and driver to transport the squad to cheer camp so we were all there raring to go with our luggage piled near the bus door. Tracy took roll and as she called off each name the girls boarded the bus with their suitcase. The luggage was piled on the rear seats and the girls took their seats,...