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Joshua looked at his mother and the tears stared flowing. "Mom I'm sorry, really I am. I'll never do it again, I promise!" "Well young man you should be sorry. Peeking at me in the shower and then stealing my underwear and masturbating with it. What is your father going to think of you young man?" Mom had caught me red handed, so to speak, with her panties wrapped around my cock furiously jacking off. I was sure that I had locked my bedroom door but obviously I was mistaken. She knew...
I am writing this story at the request of a reader of my previous submissions, Pastor Thomas’ Last Friday, parts I and II. My reader wanted a love story concerning a priest. Pastor Thomas was a total degenerate who deserved all the punishment he got. But he was just a figment of my perverted imagination. In real life, I have had a couple of friends who are Catholic priests. I admire these two for their hard work, sacrifice and dedication to their calling, even though I do not share their...
I’m a priest and sworn to a vow of secrecy, but what happened to me is too good a story not to tell. I’ve changed the names of course.It was a weekday and I was in my study in the presbytery working on my sermon for the next Sunday. The doorbell went and there was Moira. She and her husband Tom had visited me regularly for help and advice. Tom was always either unemployed, drunk or both, and I’d helped their marriage through some difficulties. It was obvious there was something troubling her. I...
My name is Angelique Tornetta and my mother is French and my father is Italian and both are hot-blooded. I have inherited my mother’s small bones and slim body and my father’s full mouth and tan skin and my dark hair and eyes from both of them. What I have not inherited—and I’m glad of it—is any hot bloodedness whatsoever. I think I know what that refers to and I’d like to state that at sixteen I’m pure and fully expect to remain so for all eternity. We live in Manhattan My father is the art...
TabooThe Locum Priest Chapter 1 By Sirdar I had been trying without much success to get Zeeta our sexy West Indian housekeeper into bed for a very long time. I don’t think she took me seriously at first, the fact that I was a Priest put her off a bit, until one day in a fit of mad passion I had caught her alone, and grabbing her young body tight in my arms, I had given her a big kiss and a hug. She had quite surprisingly returned the kiss with a passion that almost took me by surprise. As we broke...
Erotic FictionI got my first blowjob when I was seventeen and in the eleventh grade. My family had moved to a different section of the city and I had had to change schools. I'd come in as the new boy and Ed had befriended me. He was a minor jock who liked doing rugged outdoor things, which interested me. I had always wanted to go camping and hiking, but my old buddies had all been basketball nuts.After a couple of months of hanging around together the weather turned nice and Ed suggested a weekend camping...
TabooThis is the story of my hot mom getting banged hard by a priest. Hi this is madhi and am 22 years old and am from kerala.My dad is affected by stroke and he is bed ridded and i have a younger brother too and my mom name is velamma and she is 39 years old and we live in a remote village.Our family is struggling a lot after dads condition like this and mom is working as a receptionist in a shop and she suffers a lot for earning.My mom is a sexy hot women her sexy figures are treat to watch.Her...
Cheating WifeA shift in the breeze told Samuel Bess that autumn had arrived. While he came to the park two blocks from his apartment dressed in a thin jacket that afternoon and expecting lower temperatures, the sudden cool wind was what officially signified the end of summer. In a few months the trees, grass, and sidewalks would be covered by a think blanket of snow, and Sam's weekend strolls to this park would become significantly less frequent. Sam let out a deep breath as his dark brown eyes scanned...
She'd sat through the mass. Heard the Latin. Smelled the incense. It had been a long time since she'd been in a church. She was conscious of the inappropriateness of her summer dress, with its bare shoulders and too-high hem. It was too warm to wear panties. The church ladies had stared at her. But it was so hot in the sanctuary; a line of perspiration gathered at the base of her neck, under her short red hair, and ran, tickling, down her spine. She hadn't taken her eyes off the priest...
The Irish Cutie and the Viking Priest My Irish Cutie from New York will remember this well! ------------------ Standing before the Viking tent in full costume I had a great view of the crowd. Lots of people were in costume and it was plain that that beer vendors had been having a banner day as groups of revelers made their way from shop to shop and venue to venue. I pulled up the two foot cow’s horn and blew a mighty call that echoed through the village of Lesser Willy Nilly. I watched as a...
Hi, readers, my name is Vinay, currently staying @ Hyderabad. I am a 23 years guy from Kurnool, Andhra Pradesh. 5.8ft tall, fair complexion, with an average built body. This is my first story, hope u all like it. Without wasting much of your time straightly coming to the sex story. The sex story is little lengthy, in order to bring the natural cuisine I have penned each and every detail. The incident happened in July of this year. After finishing my B-Tech in July, I went to Bangalore for a job...
In the car back to the Club Alicia had been quiet and thoughtful, cuddling in Angique's embrace, kissing and calling her Mistress. After making sweet and lazy love, she slept soundly, and the next morning found her as playful as quicksilver; she acted sweet, dancing on her feet and giggling all the time. A weight seemed to have been lifted from her shoulders. During the next days and nights, Angique never pushed her for training purposes or even reminded her of the ongoing Journey. They...
Its Seema . so much to tell about Godfather. Its old story of my school days. Some where in 2005-06. I was in seventh standard. So much excited to tell this story that I forget one thing. Many asked for my all stories links. Click on author name , in my case seema930, you will get all my names. So where we were …….. Old school days. Wow !!!! What days were those. All freshness in atmosphere, cool head, no knowledge of sex and bad things. I was so decent in those days. I love those days for many...
The Holy father of the Sect of ‘Divine Path’ was visiting the commune in Selayur. It was a very special occasion as he does only once or twice a year. The leader of he local commune Sri Arumugam and his wife Srimathi Bhavani were busy making all the arrangements. ‘Abba’ as he was called by every one was coming by him self. He usually stays at the place of the local leader. There were more than 30 communes spared all over the south India. The local leaders are called by the followers as ‘Sri’...
Hijab- A head covering worn in public by some Muslim women. Essentially a scarf. Burqa- A outer garment worn by some Muslim women that covers their whole body when in public. Kuffar- Arabic for "Non-believer". Quran- The religious text of Islam. Imam- spiritual leader of the mosque and Muslim community (essentially a priest). Shalwar- are loose pajama like trousers, worn traditionally by some women of South Asian and Afghanistan/Central Asian decent. Usually worn with a...
Introduction: Muslim Mother wants sons Holy Cock to cleanse her. Introduction: This is a three part story that I first posted on another site, I thought I would share my work on here too. This story is purely fictional, therefore it shouldnt be taken too seriously, its a tongue and cheek story so do enjoy it. It contains incest so if its not your thing then do not read. Also please forgive me if there are any typos or grammatical errors. I hate her, I absolutely fucking hate her. The woman...
"I hate her, I absolutely fucking hate her. The woman just gets on my nerves," The woman Javed was talking about was his mother Farhana. They just had one of there big arguments, and as usual it ended it with Javed leaving his house in anger. Javed wasn't the type of guy who would get angry often, in fact amongst his friends he was known for his calm and collected demeanour. But when it came to his mother that calm and collected demeanour usually went out the window. The woman...
Introduction: Disclaimer: this is not my story found it on the web and want more people to see it I was walking down the street one day and I heard a load noise behind me. I turn quickly and saw the grill of a BMW coming right for me. There was no time for anything. I didnt even have time to scream. I thought HOLY SHIT!! as loud as I could in my mind. Thats when it happened. Everything stopped. There was no sound, no movement, no nothing. The car was about one inch from me. I walked out of the...
Holy Smoke Chapter One: I Meet Ruth The clouds opened up and rain bucketed out of the sky as I ran for the first shop door I could find. I had come to Hayward because I had heard its town square was one of the most picturesque in northeast Ohio. It had been cloudy, but I bet myself I could get some good photos before the storm hit. I lost. My shirt was drenched, and my glasses were streaked with rain, as I turned the handle of the first door I reached. I pushed the door...
My name is Angelique Tornetta and my mother is French and my father is Italian and both are hot-blooded. I have inherited my mother’s small bones and slim body and my father’s full mouth and tan skin and my dark hair and eyes from both of them. What I have not inherited—and I’m glad of it—is any hot bloodedness whatsoever. I think I know what that refers to and I’d like to state that at sixteen I’m pure and fully expect to remain so for all eternity. We live in Manhattan My father is the art...
Then she tried with her old boy friend and then with Mr Vijay Kumar to have a child but all her efforts were fruitless as ever. Then she went to Her sister who was blessed with a baby girl to assist her in raising her baby. In her quest to have her own child she visits a ashram to take a special treatment. She was given Diksha and named Maya after Diksha. In Part 29 you read Pande-ji: But you can offer something to me. Maya: What? Pande-ji: Madam, your job is over, but mine is...
“Hey Katie R, I used to go to church a lot when I lived in Canada and I kind of miss it. I’m thinking about dropping in at St. Paul’s and seeing what’s going on.” “Suit yourself, Claudette, and like I always say, ‘Live free or kick ass’”. “Thanks, Katie R. I’m off to see Father O’Brien. I’ll be back in time for dinner.” “Thanks for seeing me, Father. I think I want to serve the Church again and hope you have some openings.” “Of course we do, my dear. You should know we only let people be...
His questioning eyes pierced through my defenses.I lifted my eyebrows and shrugged, not willing to lower the rest of my barricades.I saw his gaze dropping down and the light in his eyes changing. His gaze no longer held a question but something like worship shone in his eyes. When he looked in my eyes again, the worship was still there. I thought it would be filled with lust or desire, but his eyes revealed something like adoration or gratefulness.I wasn’t used to that kind of treatment. Most...
Oral SexAuthor’s note: The first part of this was recently posted. You’re advised to read it before you read this. My thanks as ever to my muse, for her inspiration and editing, and to raconteuse, who has greatly assisted with editing. And of course, to my readers, whose support and interest has helped sustain my writing. If you’re new to Melanie, there are two earlier chapter stories about her, with lots of red Hs against them. Do please have a look: I know that if you liked this, you’ll like them...
Alicia had never been as mortified as she had been when her father had walked in on her having sex with a classmate from her high school. She had always been very promiscuous, but had always succeeded in keeping her indiscretions a secret from her highly religious parents. Her father had caught her with the boy pounding her from behind, and her father’s temper had quickly overtaken the situation. The eighteen year old had been terrified, and had covered herself up quickly. Her parents had...
Alicia had never been as mortified as she had been when her father had walked in on her having sex with a classmate from her high school. She had always been very promiscuous, but had always succeeded in keeping her indiscretions a secret from her highly religious parents. Her father had caught her with the boy pounding her from behind, and her father's temper had quickly overtaken the situation. The eighteen year old had been terrified, and had covered herself up quickly. Her parents had...
HardcoreI have two blessed organs, my cock and my mind. Soon some of you will agree too. I am Vijay a 35 old man from Chennaii. I am 5’10 ft tall, 80kg weight, clean shave, fair and I have a very athletic body. The story I am going to tell you was of the days when I was 20, living with my parents . During those days, one of my mom’s brother, whom I called uncle Raj,got transferred too our city. Initially he lived with us for a transitory period until he could find a house of his own and brings his...
IncestThe Pristess Chapter 1: She looked out of the space dock concourse window onto the stars. They were more magnificent than she remembered. The last time she had seen the stars, she had been a novice. Barley a year into the Temple of the Goddess Zochetzal (Goddess of the moon, fertility, love, sensual pleasure and sex), she was asked to take a pilgrimage to the ancient planet of Aztol. The Goddesses ancient birth place. The oldest Temple resides there, where once every 10 years a pilgrimage...
THE AMAZON PRIESTESS – By CORDOZA DISCLAIMER This story is totally fictional and contains scenes of a graphically sexual/violentor sexually violent nature, and by continuing further you agree that you areat least 18 yrs old and that you have no objection whatsoever to reading suchextreme adult material. THE STORY Helga surveyed the unconscious rebel girl with disgust. Only a short whileearlier they had both given and shared in lustful union, but the girl had failedto give the priestess the...
I wanted to watch a Mission Impossible movie but Jane (because she was my girlfriend) decided that we were going to watch a chick flick instead. About twenty minutes into the movie, I sighed and rolled my eyes. Jane giggled and and asked, if I was ready to call it quits on the whole girlfriend thing. I thought about it for a minute. There was a pretty redhead snuggled up next to me, warm and inviting. Her hair smelled great, she felt great. I bent my head down and she inclined hers up to...
I was on my way home from work and thought I would stop by the Adult Bookstore and buy a new video to add to my collection. I have a large collection of some hot sexy videos but a new one always turns me on, especially the first time you watch it. I usually go into one of the video boothes and check out a few of the new ones to see which one I would like to buy. I got to the store about 11pm and it stays open til 2am so I had plenty of time to watch some videos. As soon as I entered the store I...
BisexualI ad this mate Simon at school. He was a good soul, always cheerful and a bit of a clown. But he had no confidence with the ladies. I never saw him even talk to a girl. We went our separate ways when we left school. I went into bricklayin. I saw him in a park years after we left school and we clocked each other just like that."Aye-aye" I said, "ow you doin Simon? Long time no see"He looked up at me. He'd put on weight and his face was chubbier than before but it was im all righty.He spoke well,...
First TimeWe entered into the main temple foyer; ahead of us lay the main sanctuary. The main sanctuary was huge; it could seat over a thousand people. In about two weeks I would be married in that very hall, but that's not where we were going today. To the left and right of the great sanctuary doors stood slightly smaller doors which I had never had cause to enter before. The one to the right went to the sub-temple of the God. The left went to the sub-temple of the goddess, and it was through that...
Im Namen des Vaters !!!! Anno 1511 Andrea kniete vor dem Altar der kleinen Klosterkapelle. Die Nonne hatte ihre Hände gefaltet und stützte ihre Ellbogen auf einem hölzernen Podest ab, welches für gewöhnlich von älteren Schwestern beim Stundengebet genutzt wurde. Die junge Ordensschwester hielt in ihrer Hand eine weiße Kerze. Ihr Licht erleuchtete ihr zartes Antlitz und fiel auf den Schleier, den sie zu ihrem schwarzen Habit trug. Die Kerze war weiß wie ihr Schleier. Weiß, wie die Unschuld. Der...
Andrea kniete vor dem Altar der kleinen Klosterkapelle. Die Nonne hatte ihre Hände gefaltet und stützte ihre Ellbogen auf einem hölzernen Podest ab, welches für gewöhnlich von älteren Schwestern beim Stundengebet genutzt wurde. Die junge Ordensschwester hielt in ihrer Hand eine weiße Kerze. Ihr Licht erleuchtete ihr zartes Antlitz und fiel auf den Schleier, den sie zu ihrem schwarzen Habit trug. Die Kerze war weiß wie ihr Schleier. Weiß, wie die Unschuld. Der Gedanke daran, ließt Andrea...
Ich war deutlich vorgewarnt worden. Der Bischof war unerwartet offen gewesen. Er hatte mich zu sich rufen lassen. Ich war noch ganz aufgeregt von der Nachricht: Endlich hatte der Herr meine Gebete erhöht. Endlich sollte ich eine eigene Gemeinde bekommen, ich hatte die Nachricht heute morgen bekommen. Mittlerweile war ich 35 Jahre alt und seit 5 Jahren als Jugendpriester in einer kleinen Dorfgemeinde tätig. Allerdings gab es nur 2 Jugendliche im Dorf, und die scherten sich nicht um die Kirche....
My friend and I spent my baptism night together, where he told me what my first encounter with the congregation was going to be like. He was my sponsor and would be by my side as our priest introduced me to the congregation. The ritual that followed obligated me to surrendering myself completely to their every desire and I would have to commune on their sacred Nectar....taking all off their holy Cum inside my entire body! When I realized that I would have to take Cock in my ass, I was seriously...
Hello! thank you for reading this unfinished story. So i somehow released this story while i am still writing it. the plan was to finish one storyline before releasing, but oh well. I dont know how to hide the story again so have fun reading :) This is also my first ever story, but i am trying my best! According to legend, back during the war of the ancients, deep within the mountains of Ashenvale there was a temple of elune. The high priestess at the time, Seylana, had singlehandedly held...
FantasyThis story contains many selected scenes from the erotic text-based game "Unholy Arts". The High Priestess, symbol of the Goddess herself in the Confined Valley, has died, and the tribes must find her successor. Each of them must send a Candidate, a pure woman who just became of age, who will have to show talent for the arts of magic, combat, and love... And manages to get the others to accept her leadership. The game is part Choose Your Own Adventure Novel, part RPG, part Simulation, with a...
Fantasyall characters are over the age of eighteen ***ARAN SUNBLADE – Somewhere in the Karvani mountain range, Western Ekistair*** Aran had just taken his third step into the pitch black tunnel when the rumble of grinding stone signaled behind him. He turned to see the archway closing, taking with it what little daylight penetrated the persistent darkness. Unable to see whatsoever, he gritted his teeth and moved forward, his booted feet treading carefully and his hands outstretched to feel for...
There are many tall tales written in the popular magazines of Tarant and Caladon about life on the edge of Arcanum. Daring do on Thanos, trips to the Vendigroth Wastes, eking out a bold and brave and free living on the Morbihan plains, with nothing but your gun to keep you safe from the invariably savage tribes of orcs that would then be slaughtered by the dozens. Those tales, for some reason, rarely mention the typical fare for one living out at the edge: A hideous slurry of beans and pork...
Unholy UrgesbyStardog Champion©Thank goodness for the trace of warmth emanating from the computer screen on her cheeks because the rest of Kay Kellerher's body was growing clammy and numb. Even though it was late Summer and the humidity that plagued the Florida panhandle hadn't shown the slightest hint of letting up, the 47 year old woman might as well have been sitting on a chair of chisled ice as she stared, eyes agape, at the computer in front of her. "Please... nobody come upstairs," Kay...
High Priestess Alarra paced in her chambers, anxiously awaiting official word of her campaign. Alarra’s kingdom had been at war with the demonic forces of corruption for years, and had made steady progress in pushing them back. All official reports indicated that victory was near, despite horrific casualties, and rumors this morning were that the army was returning after dealing a final strike. The front gates of the city sent word that her general had arrived, ahead of his armies, and would...
FantasyAuthor’s note: This is another Melanie piece, an enchanted few days on a Scottish island. My thanks to my muse for her inspiration, and help with editing. Profound thanks also to raconteuse, who painstakingly edited, and smoothed away the jaggy edges. I’m deeply indebted to both of them. Thanks also to my loyal readers, who have stayed with me through my sometimes erratic posting history. The second and last part of this story has been written, edited, and will be posted in the next few...
‘Please Cleo. It’s just one blowjob. What harm could be done?’ I sighed loudly. Luke had always enjoyed public sex, today was no different. Willing to take a risk for him, I let him pull me wherever the hell he was going. He took my hand in his and began walking. Luke stopped outside a church, outside of his church. I shot him a dirty look but he simply smiled seductively. Christ, his smiles always got me. He marched into the church and I followed, amused with his boldness. Luke and I walked...
His questioning eyes pierced my defences. I lifted my eyebrows and shrugged, not willing to lower the rest of my barricades. I saw his gaze dropping down and the light in his eyes changing. His gaze no longer held a question but something like worship shone in his eyes. When he looked in my eyes again, the worship was still there. I thought it would be filled with lust or desire, but his eyes revealed something like adoration, or gratefulness. I wasn’t used to that kind of treatment. Most of...
...Is the most common thing you hear as you fly swiftly over the endless landscape of fields and open farmland. Commonfolk look up and point as your mighty figure swoops over the land and cower as you beat your powerful wings. ”A dragon indeed,” you think as you think about where you are going to settle down for the night. You have no land of your own and you have no idea what types of dragons live in this area either. You see a formidable rock formation on top of a hillside in the distance....
FantasyI walked into my new duty station, ready for my new assignment as an Operations Officer in a combat service support unit. Up until recently, I had always been assigned to an Infantry unit, as an Infantry Officer- all male units, also until a recent change by the Pentagon. Anyway, this was my first assignment in a non-Infantry unit and it came as a surprise to me. I was a grunt, a hard core, ground pounding grunt, so when I got the assignment to be the Operational G-3 of a service support...
Seductionnikmature[/user] One of the more voyeuristic memorie is of C walking out of the bathroom wearing a t shirt of mine , old holes, the kind with 2 staps, thin . And wearing a pair of jeans she cut off , just an old pair she said, very short and when she bent over for me I saw the crotch was opened up and her black pubes and pussy lips were exposed, and already swollen. It was a warm day and the windows were open, people walking around, she cleaned around the house the usual Saturday stuff, then...
user]NikMature[/user]C had expressed wanting to attend temple, I declined the invite .Ifelt during the festival of lights I would be an intrusion.So she invited the lil neighbor boy, they left all dressed and were gone for a few hours, I thought nothing of it, until C came home, I heard muffled talking with lil shit and then she came in. Have I got something to tell you , it was confession time over coffee after, he told her that He was very aroused listening and catching peeks through the...
"Tony Morgan is a dick-head"This statement sat just below the toilet roll holder in one of the cubicles in the ladies toilets, matched two other similar sentiments elsewhere in the school and entirely agreed with my own views on the subject.Tony is my elder brother Greg's best friend, although the adjective and Tony did not sit well together in my mind, almost from the moment that Tony arrived at our school at the age of sixteen when his family moved into the area.Physically they were both...
Hello ISS lovers! Sex is to life what onion is to Punjabi dishes. Everybody cannot be a vatsyana overnight and at least not me. Although like an average Indian, my tryst with sex continues all the time exploring more and more avenues to taste sex in every form possible. This time around, I have attempted to narrate another threesome experience which I hope you would enjoy. I still remember with passion the few days I spent with my aunt at Ambala where I was lucky enough not just to fuck her but...
IncestLain Jaylin was hot. Moisture issued from her body like rain clouds crossing their threshold of accumulation. In many situations this would be Lain's preferred state, but over the last week, the sweltering jungle heat and daylong treks into the mountains of Indonesia had left her shapely body in a state near exhaustion. Only the quest remained to push her beyond physical limits, where spiritual necessity overcame fresh obstacles barring her from making the discovery of a lifetime. Physical...
His beauty was loin-tingling and breath-taking all in one glimpse. The impact of his beauty was overwhelming: pale, almost luminous skin on a slender frame of perfect proportion; intelligent eyes set like dark jewels under delicate brows and long lashes; a proud, straight nose with slightly flared nostrils; a wide, mildly upturned mouth framed with rose-tinted lips, strong in expression but gentle in form, a mouth that expressed a voice both silky in timbre and harmonious in tone. His was the...
After graduation, I took a position with an architectural firm in my home town. After years in college preparing to design skyscrapers and cities of the future, I was about to spend the next eight to ten years of my life making a little more than if I had just left high school and started working at Walmart. Instead of skyscrapers, I would be drawing details of window jambs, stairwells, and toilet stall partitions. But at least I had a diploma and thousands of dollars of student loan...
Samantha swept into my apartment the next day, threw her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss that I felt all the way down to my toes. Then she called Jane over to her, swapped spit with the fiery nymph for half a minute before Jane climbed up hanging off Samantha's neck and wrapped her legs around her taller mistress' waist hunching up against her. Samantha reached her hand up under Jane's shirt and started to maul her big tits. Immediately, she broke off the kiss. "You took off your...
Time didn't exist. I didn't exist. All that existed was pain; constant, dull, inescapable pain. Muffled voices; some worried, some resolute ... a sudden cry of relief. Someone was stroking my arm ... a soft voice whispered in my ear ... expressions of love ... assurances that I was going to be okay ... but there was nothing else ... just constant dull pain and brief moments of respite from angelic whispered voices. When I awoke in my hospital bed, there was a feeding tube in my nose, IV...
The surprise was that Samantha had accepted a position with a law firm in town and had secured a position for Jane as well. They would be leaving the next day to go back, take care of a few loose ends, pack up and then they were moving in with me. The two women I loved most in the world huddled together around my computer looking for a king size bed and other things we'd need. I heard them whispering and, for a second, I thought about asserting my new position as Supreme Lord and Master by...