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Following my misfortune in Amsterdam (please read “An Honest Mistake” under my Posts & Stories) although misfortune is perhaps the wrong word to use to describe my visit to a rather special boutique and experiencing the most intense arousal and sexual orgasm to date in my young twenties, my next few days off were entirely spent in local settings of East Anglia in England on my bicycle.As a means of staying attractive and apparently sexy according to my friends, I have found that a long...
Another Sunday Church Morning----------Another Sunday morning, and Katherine, the newest farm helper was late again. I know that these girls are working just to be around the horses, free riding and using the swimming pool, but being on time was important to keep our customers happy with someone present to help. I decided that I must pull her aside and talk to her about it, and see what we could do about her tardiness."Katherine, I need to speak to you alone please. Come into the office for a...
The Church Ladies By Katherine Day (Copyright 2007 by Katherine Day) Ever since his wife died last year, Michael dressed almost daily in her clothes. They had had both been about the same size, and often when she was at work before cancer took her down, Michael would find opportunities to put on her clothes, pull out some makeup he had stashed in a basement workshop and parade before mirrors. "My, I'm a pretty woman," he would mutter to himself, almost without fail. And, he had...
Father Thomas sat in the small cubicle of the confessional, listening to the confession of the lovely Miss Diane Beinert. As Diane had been a member of the church from her youth, Father Thomas had watched the pretty little girl turn into a most beautiful young woman. Now a lovely young woman, at age 22, with long red hair and porcelain white skin. Father Thomas could picture the lovely woman who stood only at 5'3", whom he towered over in his 6' frame.Never had any woman given Father Thomas a...
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...
AN UNUSUAL CHURCH – TRUE PENANCE, PART ONE:Cycling back to my Volvo with no panties on below my short skirt was exhilarating to say the least. Like most of my close friends, I keep my pussy shaved and almost completely bare and as I rode along the hilly lanes with my mind ablaze at the thoughts of Pastor Rachel, I could feel my slit (very wet) sliding on the saddle, and particularly so going up some of the hills. The extra effort of leaning forward and half standing as I pedaled up the hills...
My wife and I both went to church occasionally when we were children but by the time we were young parents we had stopped. We both worked long hours and many weeks had substantial overtime so church was one of the things that we stopped doing. As the years passed and the children came-first John, our only son, then two years later our beautiful twin girls Marilyn and Caroline our lives became more and more busy. One of the things that also went by the wayside was the wonderful full days Sarah...
Though the offices were located on the 18th floor of a downtown high-rise, the Church of the Inner Circle itself was located on a two acre facility off Highway 582 between Vegas and Henderson. It was average size for a church, I guess. I mean it's not like I'd been to that many. A little bigger than the one where I'd met Phoebe not so very long ago. Thinking of Phoebe created a cold knot in my stomach as I paid the cab for bringing me out. Probably best not to think about it. I didn't...
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....
July 20th – 23rd, 1998As Heather gazed out across the lush green grass, she thought to herself that she had been on this college campus more times in her life than she really cared to. She had never attended a class here, yet, she knew her way around the campus as if she was a fourth-year senior. At the age of twenty-one, three years removed from high school, she honestly thought she would never return here.“Try to stay together!” Heather yelled out tentatively as she noticed some of her...
TrueGwynn, my wife of almost thirty years, and I have lived in the Atlanta area our whole lives. I’m the director of human resources for a manufacturing company, and we raised our two children here and have belonged to the same, large, evangelical church the whole time.By the time I turned fifty-two years old, and Gwynn was fifty, she noticed how depressed and bored I seemed to be at times and suggested that I join the men’s group in our church. She wanted me to take advantage of and enjoy the...
BisexualTom Swan looked at his wife of ten years next to him inside of their car as he drove home from the doctor’s office. “Darling, I think your mother is right.” Mary looked over at her husband. “You’ll let me do it?” Tom had no choice. The doctor basically let them know what he is shooting blanks. They have been trying for the last year. He had to admit that he is having fun doing it but no baby has been conceived. “Yes. Tell your mother, we will go her way.” Mary moved a hand to him and...
The events in this story occurred in the 1980s, when I was twenty-eight years old and my wife, Pamela, was twenty-seven. I was a production manager for a manufacturing company headquartered in North Carolina , and the company had just given me a promotion and transferred Pam and me to Biloxi , Mississippi. I was assigned to make improvements in their operations.We had not tried to have any children up until then and were hoping to start our family since I was making a better income following my...
CuckoldBook Three: Naughty Fantasies Unleashed Chapter Five: Naughty Church Delights By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this. Steve Davies I turned my minivan into my church's parking lot, an eager ache rippling through me. I had made such interesting changes to my daughters and son. I had given them all gifts, and I was curious about what would happen when they were around strangers. Gravel crunched beneath my car's wheels. I felt this amazing rush as I...
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...
There was always something that felt weird about the old abandoned church. Something that was just inherently wrong. For as long as Jay had been in the neighborhood of west madrion county, the church had been derelect; old, abandoned, and broken down, and for just as long the building had been due for demolition. And even though it may sound cliche, everyone who had every tried to go in the house to get a scope of things, disappeared; Priests, Foremen, Land Inspectors, Police, anyone....
PART 1 AFTER CHURCH BY DOCKER5000 Introductory June is a normal church going wife and mother. She lives in a small American town in the late 1950’s. One day two drifters come calling. The men want money and some fun with June. It was around 11pm on a Saturday night and Trevor Mortimer is having his once a week sex session with his wife June. The bedroom light is off and June lays on her back with her nightie pulled up to her waist and her legs spread wide open and her eyes...
Temperance Leite… well, let's start describing her assets. Temperance is a very short woman, she's 5'2" tall, 137 pounds. White skin, long straight black hair, dark brown eyes, delicate face. A regular girl, except for her stunning measurements, at least from waist down. 32B-27-41. Temperance could tempt men only with her body stats alone, no need to do anything else. But she does, she fucking does. Temperance will only wear sexy clothes, those that will enhance her body shapes. Y'know,...
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...
Introduction: Bruce and Carla are just married and Carla enjoys working as an escort in the City and moonlight in the brothel in Nevada on the weekends for honeymoon fun. The new friends in Nevada introduce them to more new activities and social scenes Going to Church Bruce returned to the Bucket of Blood after dinner with his wife. She went back to the brothel, to capitalize on the Saturday night action. He walked back to the hotel and watched the tourists wandering around the streets of...
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...
IncestBruce returned to the Bucket of Blood after dinner with his wife. She went back to the brothel, to capitalize on the Saturday night action. He walked back to the hotel and watched the tourists wandering around the streets of historic Virginia City. He thought about going up to his room but, he decided to walk back through town again. He didn't want another drink but, he went into the old Bucket of Blood saloon anyway. He watched people for a while and had a soda water. He decided to go over...
Shopping Before Church----------Only a few days more before the normal deliveries would arrive, but we were out of several items we needed desperately to wrap up some small jobs around the farm. It was slow enough that dad suggested I take the truck and run into town and get the supplies from the hardware store. I was ecstatic at the opportunity to get away, even if only for a few hours, although the hardware store was not my favorite place to go. I will have to explain about that at another...
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 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...
The Church Twin Group The new minister has a set of twins, a brother and a sister just like three other sets of twins in the church. The first thing that they did was to form a group, which my twin sister and I joined. Bobby and Billie were fifteen years old, Steven and Stephanie were fourteen like my sister Fern and I, and then there was Casey and Cindy that were only thirteen years old. Being the minister’s daughter and the oldest by two minutes, Billie took over. We had a...
The wife is a big church goer and they send donations to a refugee charity and this one Sunday at mass the priest said he had been in touch with charity and they had asked if any of the parishioners could take any refugees in! Sue came home and we were sat having dinner and she said that the priest had asked for help with some refugees?I was like what, she said that they the church were allowed to bring over 20 or so refugees and we as a church could home them till they found proper refuge in...
After a bit of convincing (which included a lot of sweet, dirty talk), I agree to go with you on a back road adventure into the middle of nowhere. You’re on the search for waterfalls and need a willing partner to make sure you don’t get lost or eaten while out adventuring. You assure me that finding the waterfalls will make the long drive through dirt roads worth it… but I doubt this as the road seems endless, winding its way through the forest. Eventually, we find something of interest –...
Straight SexMark'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...
Preface: Before I tell you the stories of the church my wife and I attend. I should tell a little about us. I met my wife when I was 24 at a wild nightclub where people look like they belong in the movie ?The Matrix?. I saw her in one of 6 cages holding girls wearing only stockings, garter belt, a g-string and a bra. The man sitting by the cages told me she was for sale if I wanted her. I paid the man $25 and removed her from the cage. I knew that it was just for fun that I didn?t...
Mrs Flasche is a fairly attractive woman for someone her age. I don’t know what her age is but she’s pretty old. I would guess that she’s more than forty but less than sixty. Between those two numbers, I have no clue. Mrs Flasche lives next to Liz and she works as a hairdresser. Liz introduced me to Mrs Flasche and I managed a smile and a nod. I’d been feeling good and talking to Dan and Dad but as soon as I was introduced to somebody new, my voice went away again. Liz’s dad had left earlier...
THE FIRST WOMAN CARDINAL OF THE CATHOLIC CHURCH Melissa Tawn Mary-Anne Cardinal O'Connor walked slowly but purposefully towards the room in which the hearing was to take place. She was not wearing the ceremonial robes to which she was entitled, but rather a simply-cut purple silk business suit, with hemline modestly below the knees. Her shoes were comfortable, despite their stylish three-inch heel. Her perfectly-done hairdo showed traces of white attesting to her 50 years, and...
This will be the first in a series about two college roommates who have many different sexual opportunities with women by attending and being active in church. The stories will share the interesting lives of the women they pursue As in life one contact leads to another. This will be my first submission in a couple of years. Many enjoyed the Pastor Sarah series I wrote in 2003. I hope you enjoy this series Joe and Rob were roommates in a prestigious university with all the benefits of rich...
It was a calm, autumn Saturday morning, mostly overcast. Melinda was in her kitchen, washing the dishes, happy for some quiet time away from her husband, Matt, who would be at work until at least sundown. The window looked out toward a large field and the parking lot of the local church.When the boy came into view, she didn’t think anything of it. Kids came to the church building often, usually to play basketball or to skateboard in the parking lot. She and her husband taught Sunday School to a...
TeenFor the most part, I just go to church on the major holidays like Easter and Christmas. It didn’t always used to be that way. Growing up, my parents dragged me to church every Sunday until high school sports and a part time job freed me from that weekly weekend boredom. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have anything against religion, I just don’t like going to church. It wasn’t for me for a lot of reasons. One of the reasons was that I left feeling like such a sinner for my dirty thoughts and...
HardcoreIt was not quiet in the Church as our small procession slowly made its way to the stage area. Valerie and I could not walk quickly as we continued to pull our bum cheeks apart so that all the members could see our exposed anal entrances as we half walked and half waddled, but the noise was that of the members straining to see our naked bodies as we passed by them.I think that the comments were equally directed at Valerie and myself and varied, based on which group of members we passed. I now...
It was a Sunday morning my senior year of high school and I stood at the foot of the bed in white lace panties and matching bra. I couldn’t decide which dress to wear. One was green with white spots and knee length. The other was yellow with white chevrons. It was a flirty length and hugged my body in all the right places. I decided on the yellow dress and slipped into it. I threw on a pair of white flats and a pearl necklace and braided my hair. I walked down stairs out the door and jumped...
Straight SexChapter 1: The Lady from ChurchI know it's not the normal way to start a story like this, but I met her at church. She wasn't stunning by any means, and neither am I, but she was good looking and fit. I guessed she was a little older than me, and her nose was a little crooked, but her ass filled her jeans well and she always wore nice tops that accentuated her body.What really caught my attention were the girls. She had three daughters with her, none of which paid much attention to the service....
The First Woman Cardinal of the Catholic Church, II Melissa Tawn INTRODUCTION: This is a sequel to my earlier story "The First Woman Cardinal of the Catholic Church", written after several readers asked me to continue the story of Mark Anthony Cardinal O'Connor, who transitioned to become Mary Anne Cardinal O'Connor, the first woman cardinal of the Catholic Church. The reader is referred to that story for the circumstances surrounding Cardinal O'Connor's transition. This...
When the boy came into view, she didn’t think anything of it. Kids came to the church building often, usually to play basketball or to skateboard in the parking lot. She and her husband taught Sunday School to a few of them every week. Melinda would never admit it to anyone, especially not her husband, but one of the things she enjoyed most about teaching was the attention the boys in class showed her. At 27, she wasn’t THAT much older than them, after all, and their raging hormones couldn’t...
When the boy came into view, she didn’t think anything of it. k**s came to the church building often, usually to play basketball or to skateboard in the parking lot. She and her husband taught Sunday School to a few of them every week. Melinda would never admit it to anyone, especially not her husband, but one of the things she enjoyed most about teaching was the attention the boys in class showed her. At 27, she wasn’t THAT much older than them, after all, and their raging hormones couldn’t...
Alberto 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...
Hi everybody! My name is Crissy and I want to tell you about how I kept my virginity but gave up my virgin ASS!I was a church girl, sang in the choir, was a cheerleader and I even took care of old people at a community center as a volunteer.Generally, I was a good girl and made my parents proud of me.I did have one secret desire though and that was to be a slut! I know it sounds strange, but even though I was a good girl, I would look at men, thinking of what it would be like to just get naked...
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...
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...
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...
Next day Reverend James Deacons went to the address given him by Peggy Jones; he now knocked on the door and asked for John Jenkins. John's Mum led the reverend into the parlour and shortly he was joined by the seventeen year old John; making sure the door was firmly shut; reverend Deacons began his plan, "Young man; do you know Peggy Jones?" and receiving a cautious nod he continued, "Well she tells me that you have begun to travel the path of the satanic demons!" John Jenkins gulped...
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...
HistoricalIt was a Wednesday, Wednesday evening; Wednesday late evening. I was helping a friend out by putting up some shelves in a basement of a church hall. Not my usual job but just something I turn my hand to every so often. I had started to put these up after my usual day job, so I had started late and I knew there was going to be a meeting in the hall above, so knew I could finish late as well, at least till the meeting went on till. The friend I helped out could not be there with me, and anyhow,...
Wife LoversI have to admit it, I'm a long time slut and have done things that I am ashamed of but who really gives a shit!..LOLSince I was in grade school, I have loved boys and I worshiped cock, balls and especially loads of cum! Of course in grade school, you don't get much cum but I would let boys play with my pussy and I would let them put their little cocks in my mouth. I did it whenever possible and all the boys knew that all they had to do was ask and I would pull my panties down and lay back with...
Two elders now placed masks on myself and Adelle that covered the complete lower half of our faces, almost up to our eyes. At this point, Pastor Rachel paused the ceremony as she whispered something to several of the elders, receiving enthusiastic nods of their heads and as the elders left to bring a piece of apparatus from the rear of the stage, she once more addressed the excited audience: “In light of the intimate romance that has developed this evening between Yvette and Adelle, I have...
On our way to church Frank and I are sitting in the last row of the family’s mini van, dad’s playing his classic rock a little louder than normal. I wonder what has gotten into him this morning? And mom grinning from ear to ear I know what has her all happy and shit. Thinking our parents should not be able to hear us back here I start to whisper to Frank just to be sure they can’t. Frank can you believe our mother this morning? How she was able too handle both of us so quickly? I mean,...
Fran laid in bed thinking. Her brother had, after his now traditional good morning fuck, just left the room heading back to his own bed before their mother woke up. How, she wondered, after the events of the last two days could she possibly go to church this morning and act like every thing was normal? How could she help teach those innocent second graders in Sunday school after all of the perverted and depraved things she had been forced to do? It all started Thursday night when her brother...
David slipped into the back of the church unnoticed just as the service was starting. During the service he was wondering what sort of a welcome he would receive after an absence of three years if he joined the rest of the congregation for coffee in the church hall. Start as you mean to go on, he thought, If I am here hunting for a bedmate I should make myself agreeable to all the eligible ladies while I choose, and if necessary pursue one or more of them. The one noticeable change to the...
Drew 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...