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Church Ladies My story begins in a comfortable neighborhood, in a comfortable little city, in a midwestern area, an area where there is little crime to worry about and neighbors tend to watch out for each other. A bit about myself to begin with, and then on to the focus of this story. My name, Daniel Peterson, or Dan as I was called by most, and my wife Patricia or Pat as she was called by most. We were both retired, and living comfortably with little to worry us. Our kids were...
I was standing in front of the last pew, the corner seat by the center aisle, with my daughters to my right, and across the aisle was Mr. Cazares standing next to his wife.Their teen daughter, Amanda, stood on the other side of Mrs. Cazares. Amanda was shame-faced, as she had been of late – not nearly as prideful and arrogant as she had been – and holding in her arms the baby boy she bore out of wedlock.The congregation sang, as did I while I made furtive glances across the aisle at Mr....
I had fallen in love with the island when I was a child of eight; lying just off the coast of Cape Cod. I always thought it had been named after me; that’s what my mother told me anyway. I know it wasn’t true, but it just felt like it was. As a family, we spent our holidays on the island and I remember it as the place where I conceived Jason, my son.As far as the family were concerned, we were late developers, too late really, as it turned out. My husband, Joshua, at the tender age of...
SupernaturalHer Basement, by Rajah Dodger Copyright (c) 2001. All rights reserved, except that electronic not-for-profit reproduction rights only are explicitly granted with the stipulation that this authorship and permission note must remain attached. The animal in the basement was whimpering again. My next-door neighbor kept some sort of animal, I thought perhaps a dog, in her basement. For the last month I would be awakened at odd hours by a whimpering sound coming from there. I hadn't...
BDSMHer Basementby Rajah Dodger {[email protected]} (c) 2001, 2009This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License (by-nc-sa). In jurisdictions where the Creative Commons license is not recognized, United States copyright and Berne Convention provisions apply; all rights reserved to Rajah Dodger except that electronic not-for-profit reproduction rights are explicitly granted with the stipulation that this authorship and permission...
Kenny stared at the scrap-pad in front of him and thought about how he could try to find evidence that someone else might be controlling his former pupils by somehow having control of himself. The first thing that occurred to him was to simply send a Church of Cyberscience message to all those on his database and ask them to report all activities the Church had asked them to carry out over the past year. His logic told him that the former pupils wouldn't be able to differentiate between...
100% fiction! My name is Mike and I'm a 18yo sophomore in high school and live with my sixty year old widowed mom. Dad died two years ago of a heart attack and my mom became even more active in our church. My moms name is Pat and shes still very attractive with shoulder length hair a petite plump body with nice tits and a perfect round buble butt that jiggles when she walks. Mom wears very thick glasses that make her look oh so innocent. I had started puberty before my dad died and I was...
IncestMy name is Mike and I’m a 18yo sophomore in high school and live with my sixty year old widowed mom. Dad died two years ago of a heart attack and my mom became even more active in our church. My moms name is Pat and shes still very attractive with shoulder length hair a petite plump body with nice tits and a perfect round bubble butt that jiggles when she walks. Mom wears very thick glasses that make her look oh so innocent. I had started puberty before my dad died and I was interested in...
Mark's chin rested on Flick's shoulder as he peered down at the pages of the report Drew had shared with them both. He grunted to let Felicity know he had finished reading the pages that were currently open and was ready for her to turn over to the next ones. Together they quickly absorbed the remaining pages and Flick turned her head slightly to meet Mark's eyes and confirm he was finished. "So, let me just make sure I've got this right and we are all on the same page here," said...
church story by rock clifford I was raised in a very religious home, my dad was a minister and church was mandatory. Especially Sunday Morning. It wasn’t all bad though, as it was also where some of the hottest girls my age attended church and we had a pretty nice sized group of k**s around the same age. We usually had fun when we were together, even at church. I remember In junior high after vacation bible school one day ending up in a little broom closet with two of the most popular and...
church storyby rock cliffordI was raised in a very religious home, my dad was a minister and church was mandatory. Especially Sunday Morning. It wasn't all bad though, as it was also where some of the hottest girls my age attended church and we had a pretty nice sized group of k**s around the same age. We usually had fun when we were together, even at church. I remember In junior high after vacation bible school one day ending up in a little broom closet with two of the most popular and...
Dan was 27 years old when he first met his future wife Katie for the first time. Katie had been a 24 year old server at a sports bar that Dan and a few of his friends had frequented. She had just started working their one night when Dan and a few of his buddies had stopped in. She was their server and Dan practically fell for her beauty almost instantly. Dan’s friends razed him all night long that there was no way he could ever get a beautiful girl like that to go out with him. Katie was a...
Wife LoversAlberto Cazares speaking:That Isabel, heh, let me tell you, I could see her for what she was from the first Sunday she come in to church with her little girls. You want to know how easy it is to make a whore? Eh? Let me tell you, if you know what to look for it is too fuckin’ easy. But you have to know what to look for.And you have to be willing to do anything to get to the bitch, sabes? You have to have a killer’s instinct.Let me tell you, a whore is just a cheating bitch – that is all! If she...
Church sometimes was more of a social outlet for me. Meet people, make friends and have clean people to hang out with and on occasions, maybe even bed down one. This two part story is one such occasion. As I soon found out, guys are not the only ones with similar intentions. I was young, naive, by no means a "Man of the World" at that point in my life. I changed the names. Geographical locations are correct. I guess I made her happy, she made me happy. So it is all good. VAL THE...
[This one's dedicated to SuperCutCinema, for making such awesome videos!]I didn't have any trouble finding the address, thanks to Google Maps! I typed it in, and---there the marker showed up almost instantly! I parked in the alley, as per instructions, and I let myself in through the back fence gate, and then to the basement door in this other guys house, where he said he had his private glory hole set up. 'Take the stairway down,' he had texted earlier, 'then take a quick right, and under the...
My mom was divorced when I was very young. It was just her and me living together while I was growing up. I hate to admit but she was kind of slutty. And what excited me most was her sexy size 5 curvy high arched feet. And she used them like a weapon, dangling her stiletto high heels at just the right moment when men of interest were around. Although she was slutty, she was a religious slut, attending church every Sunday. This particular story happened when I was 14. We were driving to church...
One summer I was home from college, I found myself in the house alone and spotted the basement key sitting on the kitchen counter, it was always on an over-sized red plastic key fob but that was sitting beside the key, broken and removed from the chain. I stared at the key for what felt like forever then slowly picked it up. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I approached the door, my hands shaking as I turned the lock, each click of it's action seeming louder and my hands were...
I was seventeen, a junior in high school and most of my friends were the same age. Little Billy was sixteen but looked much younger because he was small and he had one of those cute boyish faces that make you look young. Because of his size he was always getting picked on. He was always getting tripped, shoved and ridiculed. One summer afternoon at the ball field I called him a little weasel. Without warning he leaped at me and wrestled me to the ground. I wasn't prepared. In a matter of...
Gay MaleThe most important event in Arthur Van Cortland's entire life was the passing of his beloved mother. She was the undisputed queen of society in all territories south of Albany and East of the pristine Hudson River. He grieved for a full month and then decided to add a little spice to his convention riddled life. Arthur became a collector. His was not a typical collection such as butterflies, stamps or even books of a rare and expensive edition. No, Arthur's collection was more visceral and...
It had been a long day and I was looking forward to seeing Rachel the whole drive home and the classes before. The last week had been hectic and I just wanted to have some quiet time with her. I pulled into the drive to see a quiet house which is really odd because Kate has a habit of practicing when ever she has the house to herself. I opened the front door expecting her to be asleep on the couch or doing homework of the silent kind but instead I sighed when I found her not at home and a...
Life in rural Ontario was tough in the mid-1800s. Farming families were able to make a living but it was hard work every day of the year. In spring they planted and hoped that the crops took, in summer they worried about drought, in fall they harvested and in winter they tried to survive the harsh days where the temperatures sometimes plunged to minus thirty for days at a time. Our family ran the General Store so we didn’t endure their long hours and physical discomforts but our living...
Life in rural Ontario was tough in the mid-1800s. Farming families were able to make a living but it was hard work every day of the year. In spring they planted and hoped that the crops took, in summer they worried about drought, in fall they harvested and in winter they tried to survive the harsh days where the temperatures sometimes plunged to minus thirty for days at a time. Our family ran the General Store so we didn’t endure their long hours and physical discomforts but our living...
HistoricalDrew had only two days of his week left when the call came in. A WPC from the Glasgow station phoned his mobile to advise that someone had reported seeing someone who looked like Kenny MacGovern. The sighting was recorded as being at a small supermarket in a place called Torremuelle. The receptionist at the hotel was very helpful and explained to Drew that Torremuelle was only a few miles further along the coast road from Arroyo. It was still early, only just after 10am, but Drew decided he...
Her Special Uncles Basement &hellip,.I loved my uncle Chad. Ever since I was little he let me hang on him and paid attention to me. My think my dad wanted a boy, so he pretty much ignored me. My uncle lived two houses down from us and he worked at home. He was always there and working in his basement tinkering with things. I decided to go there after school. I quietly came up behind him and hugged him. He felt so good to hug. He let me feel him all I wanted. His tummy, chest and as I grew up,...
The animal in the basement was whimpering again. My next-door neighbor kept some sort of animal, I thought perhaps a dog, in her basement. For the last month I would be awakened at odd hours by a whimpering sound coming from there. I hadn't actually seen the dog, but then I worked during the day. I really intended to talk to her about the noise, but I'd never introduced myself and this didn't seem to be the right way to do it. Then my company got bought out by a foreign outfit, and we all...
When younger my late parents kept pushing me into church activities. I was expected to go to Sunday School every week and had to go to church Sundays with my father who,d never bothered till his Mother died then he suddenly got religion. Mother not being a hypocrite didn,t bother. With religious education in school it was like the subject was force fed and I more or less hated it. But when my parents decided to send me to Church Camp at a lovely lake about a hundred miles away in northeastern...
Note : This story is completely fictional! It was spring break of my sophmore year in high school. I was going on a church bus we were going to take. The foke that were in charge of it all were real smart and they knew that if when it gets dark outside and on the bus that the guy would be doing who knows what with the girls and besides its a church trip so we all knew that they were going to keep it clean. We also knew that there was going to be some stuff that went down on the bus and in the...
EroticChurch Taxi was a thing that my church friends and I started so we could get some time practice driving around and to help old people to get to church when they did not have a ride or during rain or snow events. We were having a lot of fun doing this. I had had my license for almost a year. The church member I got most was Jill. I found to Jill to an attractive woman and very sweet. She was only 56 years old but I was happy to drive her back and fourth to church. We became pretty good friends....
Alberto Cazares:Listen boy, when you are making a whore, for the best result, you need to have patience and you must keep the little pussy believing that needs you. Spend a little money and time up front, understand this is an investment.If you do it right, la puta, she will make herself a puta almost with no effort from you. Look it, you are like the sheepdog herding sheep. Only in these case, you are the wolf herding putitas away from their families. Align yourself with men of the same...
Over the four days it had taken WPC Wilson to investigate and compile her report for Drew, WPC Heather Cairns' e-mail had sparked a flurry of activity elsewhere in the Strathclyde police force. The Chief Superintendent in charge of the Child Protection Unit knew he didn't have enough to get a warrant to search the Cambo House Estate but he had to go through the motions anyway. The importance of the anonymous call and the information it provided - indicating that children were at serious...
Is invited for lunch after church Church Surprise I’ve started taking in the contemporary service at our church since my wife passed away six months ago. I’m 59 and thought I would check it out. The last couple of weeks. I noticed a family across from me. She is slim, long blonde hair and wears her clothes tight and looks amazing. He is shorter a bald spot in the back of his head and dyes his graying hair. The parents are obviously trying to hang on to their youth. Their daughter...
CuckoldI woke up suddenly in the middle of the night; sweating and breathing heavily. The clock said it was now five. I was alone in bed; my lovely husband had flown the previous day out of town.It was Saturday now and I had gone on a “girl’s night out” with my kinky girlfriends Helena and Camilla. But now I was alone in a bed that was not mine and I could not even remember a single scene about that night out… My throat was dry and then I went to the kitchen for a glass of cold water.As I went...
“Come on in, Karen. I’m back in the kitchen visiting with my brother.”“Oh, I’m sorry, Nancy. I didn’t mean to interrupt anything. I was just going to say ‘hi’ before the kids get home from school.”“Come in,” Nancy said again. “I’d like you to meet my brother.”Walking into the kitchen, the two women saw Nancy’s brother sitting at the island with a glass of iced tea.“Karen, this is my brother, Jake Hobson. Jake, this is my neighbor, Karen Blackwell,” Nancy said in the way of introductions....
MILFThis story starts in the basement of my friend David's house. It's where I was born. In truth, it started a bit before that, so I'll regress, just enough to fill in the blanks a little for you, make it less confusing. David, Jack, Jerry and I were all 15. We all lived on the same street, all attended the same school, all hung out to the exclusion of anyone else. Jack was my best friend; Jerry lived next door to me; David lived across the court from Jack. We walked to school in the morning...
My father was a pastor and an awesome Dad - I spent a lot of times exploring the churches secret hiding places - I use to go and hide in a place I thought no one knew about - you could kinda of see down on the main alter in the front of the church - I was such a rebellious k**, loved heavy metal and dark evil images and would spy On people from the hiding place. I never liked going to church but always loved finding creepy areas and fantisize about making out with girls and doing dirty things....
There's a certain innocence about them that lends itself to certain fantasies. Ok, so maybe it's a bit creepy. But, I would never do anything to hurt those girls. They mean too much to me. Especially Katey.. I worry about her a lot. Katey is a beautiful young vixen. Her 'boyfriend', one of the youth at our church, lives just a couple of blocks away from her. She and he have posted pictures of themselves kissing in bed... Shes a beauty but she needs to be careful or she'll end up...
'Ellen dear wake up Church today!' Mel said. I slowly arose from my slumber and entered the shower. Not being very fancy, i put on my full black mini dress that was kinda see thro. I had no proper dresses so i guess this would do. We arrived at church and we took our seats. I was bored as hell in this death trap. The Church couir slowly assembled onto the stand and started to sing. My ears couldnt believe! A nice voice came ringing into my ears. I looked up and noticed a cute 13 year old...
The full force of Kenny's conscience hit him when he was home in his flat over the weekend. As Saturday rolled into Sunday he was beside himself with guilt at having taken advantage of the young girl, a fourteen-year old who was in his care after all. "I'll just reverse everything when I see Belinda on Monday," he told himself. Having taken that decision he felt a little better about himself and even managed to eat some food. His attention returned somewhat too and he was able to work...
Mark MacGhee sat in the Prince of Wales pub, sipping a pint of lager. At twenty-nine, he considered himself young, free and single and worked hard to keep life that way. His 5'11" frame was lean and well muscled from the full-on workouts at the gym and daily running. Mark had the kind of shortish, fine sandy hair that never seemed to be totally under control - a bit like Robert Redford's. He also had brown eyes, the kind of eyes that seemed to melt women's hearts and he used all of his...
The watcher crept down from his hilltop, a sense of deadly purpose written across his face. He knew the price of failure would be high and that he had to do something about the fact that the couple had escaped from the burning cottage. He also knew he still had to try to make their deaths look like an accident but believed there was still time to use the fire to his advantage. The man and woman were both lying on the grass, their chests heaving as they tried to suck in life-giving air. The...
Mark and Felicity enjoyed a couple of stress free days in Portree. Mark had been spot on in his assessment of what to expect in the hotel's bar of an evening and whisky and fiddle music had been the order of the day. The night before, Flick had enjoyed herself like never before as she tried to keep up with the pace of the traditional tunes. Many of the local men were interested in dancing with her and Mark chuckled to himself as he saw just how tired out she was becoming. At last he stepped...
The judge called everything to order following the recess and advocate MacMillan called the prosecution's next witness. As Kenny passed the prosecution's table he had whispered to MacMillan so only he could hear. "Mr MacMillan, have you heard of the Church of Cyberscience and what it can do for you?" There had been no reaction from the advocate and Kenny tried again. "Did you know that the bluebells are blue?" The advocate looked at him strangely, clearly puzzled by what Kenny was...
As a young thing of just sixteen, I often met with boys my age in the basement of an apartment building in our neighbourhood. It was mostly dark there, warm in winter and pleasantly cool in summer. There were usually half a dozen boys, but rarely other girls.At that time, I had red coloured hair, piercings in the nose and eyebrow and way too bony hips. But I was also blessed with the probably largest teenage tits in the city. My firm double-D breasts were the main reason that sometimes it...
Oral SexIntroduction: A young girl is violently raped, but her prayers are answers when her knight in shining armor whisks her away and hides her from the world. Sara was an average fourteen year old, she was about 5 foot 4 with dirty blonde hair that hung around her shoulder blades and piercing blue/grey eyes. Her skin was snow white, and her hair kept darkening with age. She was very slender with curves that were FINALLY developing and a 32 B cup on her chest. She tapped her knee impatiently in the...
As a young teenage boy, I was raised in a very strict church. There was a f****y that were members there and the mom was a stunning MILF fuck fantasy for me. Protecting her real name, I will just refer to the now GILF as ‘Kat’. Kat always wore a very long dress but nine times out of ten, she wore a low cut top along with her dress to church. There were times that I would walk into the kitchen during potluck and she would bend over to take food out of the oven and I would see her big voluptuous...
The old church wasn't really a church any more, at least most of the time. It had been founded as a Methodist church about a hundred years ago, but then the congregation outgrew it as the neighborhood changed, so a bigger one had been built a block away. The Methodists had kept it up for their thrift shop and meetings and mission work and so on. But then the neighborhood slowly changed again, so that all of that was moved into the new - well, newer - church. So the building was sold at a...
RomanceThe Church of AnguishPart 1 - HannahThe device worked great and had an awesome effect. Hannah was not able to close her mouth, but instead of a traditional ring-gag, this one was almost invisible from the outside. Jimmy made a close-up shot with the handheld 4k camera to show the viewers the 2 stainless steel devices that were tailored to fit perfectly around the 4 sets of molar teeth. On each side an extendable pole was pushing the mouth wide open by pushing each of the sets of bars apart. By...
As a young teenage boy, I was raised in a very strict church. There was a family that were members there and the mom was a stunning MILF fuck fantasy for me. Protecting her real name, I will just refer to the now GILF as "Kat". Kat always wore a very long dress but nine times out of ten, she wore a low cut top along with her dress to church. There were times that I would walk into the kitchen during potluck and she would bend over to take food out of the oven and I would see her big voluptuous...
Yes, true story. I broke this up into two parts, as the second part has some real action including some double penetration and a hard lesson learned on my part. Alas, gentle reader, I did get the last laugh. Val the Volleyball Player Part TwoWhen we arrived at her apartment, the room mates were still not there. Val mentioned they were gone for the weekend. I thought, the way things were beginning, I was not going to go out for dinner, as we no sooner got into the door, then she took me...
Each of them worked at the church. So did I but I didn’t know either of them originally. It took me a while to get to know either of them seeing as like any of the others they were quiet, conservative, and reserved as ever. I wish I’d know that seeing as unlike all the others I’m an outgoing guy more or less. “Nice to meet you Sarah,” I said. And then I added “That’s right isn’t it?” I’m like the last person they thought they’d ever want to meet. I smiled. “Welcome to the church.” She smiled...
MasturbationDrew came up with a beautifully simplistic way of shaking off any tail that Mark and Felicity might have picked up. He parked his own car in the underground car park close to Glasgow's Sheriff Court and took a taxi back to the police station. Mark and Flick left the apartment in the undamaged Porche and made the short journey across town to the station. Mark parked in the car park and they grabbed small bags from the tiny trunk before making their way inside. Drew met the couple and led...
There was a crush as everyone tried to squeeze back into the courtroom before the 2pm resumption. Kenny had spent the interval sitting alone in a guarded room. He had been provided with paper and pens and he had forced himself to try to shake off the despair he felt. Instead, he needed to focus on making sure he was found not guilty and that meant making a good job of his closing arguments. He was escorted along a corridor that led to one of the side doors to the courtroom. Kenny took his...
Her Basement, by Rajah Dodger Copyright (c) 2001. All rights reserved, except that electronic not-for-profit reproduction rights only are explicitly granted with the stipulation that this authorship and permission note must remain attached. The animal in the basement was whimpering again. My next-door neighbor kept some sort of animal, I thought perhaps a dog, in her basement. For the last month I would be awakened at odd hours by a whimpering sound coming from there. I hadn’t...
My Black Master called me that early evening, to tell me I should be ready after dinner; because he would drive me to his place.I did not dare to protest, although Victor had planned to go dinner outside.Then I had a warm shower, shaved my labia and put on a sexy outfit.When my loving husband came from office, he found me ready to go out, but he was disappointed about hearing that my date tonight was Jerome.My Black Master came for me in his nice car and he drove me to his home. He said I...
We ended up staying over at Mary's place for the night. She was a beautiful woman with one of those sexy voices that could make you quiver. We both enjoyed seeing all her curves, and she had no problem flaunting them for us. Long, flowing, black hair,dark tan, and the most exquisite hour glass figure ending in a cute, little, tight, apple shaped ass. Her outfits were always the most revealing. I was hoping it would rub off on you, but I saw you looked just as hot in your tight little Capris and...
BDSMWell, Its been awhile since I posted on here. This happened when I move from apartment and into a house. nice little ranch , but had a open large basement area and plumbed for a bath. So that was my first project. Putting in a large shower area. I like to work out in the basement had bought some equipment and bench presses and crap. Got some of the mirrors for the large walls to check myself out. Anyway compelted the shower install. It was pretty sweat if I dont mind saying so. All glass...
Edna’s BasementBy MissyChapter 1. Missy Revealed Missy looked out the window and watched as her Mom got into Bob's truck. He was kind of gross - when she'd let him earlier it was pretty clear that he hadn't shaved that day and his fingernails were dirty and he smelled like he'd been drinking beer. Her mom hadn't seemed to notice any of this - not that she ever did these days - and had told Missy not to wait up when she was walking out the door. It was not like she...
Jacqueline's mouth encased my finger with a slow, warm motion. She seemed to savor it, massaging inside with her wet tongue and lips. I was throbbing inside my panties as I lay back on the wicker chair in the basement of her family's house wearing only a yellow necklace and my pretty powder-blue panties with the pink and white flowers at the top. She had told me she liked them last weekend when we got into her costume closet, dressing up as different characters from our favorite movies. It...