Mother s Milk Chapter 1 At the Cabin
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Waking up beside Father Reinhold in the same sleeping bag was a little startling.
We had spent half the night praying passionately to our Lord in a telepathic four-way that rivaled some of the three-ways Suzi, Joey and I had had. And it was every bit as erotic as the three-ways, yet it was also strangely purifying at the end even though there wasn’t any climax.
Did I feel closer to the Lord? I guess so. But more so, I felt a tenderness for the three men, a sense of brotherhood and even more importantly, I trusted them. There had been nothing but selfless love within that four-way, and when I shared my own love for Jesus with them, they all seemed to relish the sensation. For over four hours, we prayed, reading from one of the dozens of prayer books stored there in that dark and chilly candlelit cabin.
The startling part about waking up beside Father Reinhold was how he was spooned around me with his left arm draped over me. I was trapped there unless I wished to wake him.
I relaxed when I realized I wasn’t cold like I had been most of the night. And Father Reinhold wasn’t pressed up against me like Joey would have been.
I realized what woke me was Father Becker adding wood to the stove. I watched him as he moved back to the cot and climbed in with Father Xavier. The men’s trust for each other was a lot like how I felt about Joey except Father Xavier was more like a father figure than a brother.
I had yet to receive any answers from Father Xavier. The moment we arrived, we entered the two-way’s prayer and just kept going. I put my own telepathy to use doing that. Father Xavier looked beat.
I had no idea what time it was. Once Father Becker was gently snoring, I drifted off again.
I awoke when Father Reinhold stirred and was pleased to find the cabin was warmer. At least I couldn’t see my breath in the faint light coming from the stove like I had most of the night.
I admitted to myself I felt better. The connection I felt with these men was a bit vague, but the hollowness I felt inside wasn’t gnawing at me like it had since Suzi’s confession.
Movement by the stove drew my attention to the fact that Father Xavier was up and appeared to be shaving. He needed the shave. In fact, he could have used a shower. The cabin only had one of those claw-footed bathtubs you had to manually fill, and the only water was from an old fashioned hand pump.
I carefully looked at my watch and saw it was a quarter till six in the morning. Father Reinhold moved again as I did that. I realized he had been awake but hadn’t moved as to not wake me.
I said gently, “I’m awake.”
Father Reinhold said softly, “I’m sorry if I woke you. I need to help Father Xavier prepare his bath. We won’t be leaving until after the sun is up above the trees and I’m sure you must be still tired. Just go back to sleep.”
“I’m not sure if I can, but I’ll try.”
I did dose off after Father Reinhold got up and started pumping water into a large pot. The smell of bacon woke me, and I found the three men huddled around the stove sipping from mugs while talking in hushed voices. I glanced at my watch and was surprised to see it was nearly eight o’clock.
The cabin wasn’t that warm. I doubt it reached above 55 during the day with the stove burning at its maximum like it was right then. Father Xavier was dressed in fresh clothes, so I guessed he had had his bath already.
I got up and greeted the men, then sat down on the bench beside Father Becker where I was promptly handed a plate of eggs, bacon and a small bowl of grey mush.
“What’s in the bowl, Father?”
Father Becker answered, “Porridge. You might know it as Cream of Wheat.”
“Cream of Wheat? But it’s grey.”
“That’s because it has a little bit of blueberry juice in it. It makes it look grey in this light.”
I found it slightly tart, but the fruity taste did help offset the fact it didn’t have any sugar in it like I was used to.
Father Xavier said, “Thank you for coming, Tim. Your contribution last night was just what I needed.”
Father Becker said, “The way you jumped right in and got into sync with us was like you had done these hundreds of times before.”
I said, “I have. I just never used it for prayer like that. That was ... amazing.”
Father Xavier said, “Tim, it wasn’t just your experience in using your telepathy. We felt you expressing your spirit. That usually takes months if not years to reach. It took me several years on my own to reach the point where I could share it with another.”
I shrugged and said, “I’m also an empath, so sharing my feelings with others must just come naturally to me.”
Father Reinhold asked, “An empath? Father, do know what he is talking about?”
Father Xavier hesitated before saying, “Father Adair, the one who ... abused me as a child, added an empath to our flock. In the end, that is what caused his downfall. His name was Adam and he captured all our hearts, especially Father Adair’s. Eventually, Father Adair’s love for Adam became so great he was overwhelmed by grief of how he had abused the boy and the rest of us, he killed himself.”
Father Reinhold and Father Becker were staring at Father Xavier in shock.
I was confused by this until Father Reinhold said, “You told us he was murdered.”
Father Xavier looked a bit pale as he said, “He was. He asked me to...”
Father Xavier took a deep breath and said in a soft but flat voice, “I stopped his heart. I murdered him and all the others. I thought I was setting them free, but all I did was murder my entire family.”
Father Xavier then looked at each of our shocked faces, and with a gentle smile and eyes filled with his tenderness and compassion, he said, “That is why I do what I do.”
Father Reinhold slid off his stool and knelt in prayer, and a moment later, Father Becker did the same. I looked up at Father Xavier questioningly, uncertain whether I should join them.
Father Xavier simply smiled at me and thought to me,
I thought back,
Father Xavier indicated the other priests and thought,
The dream ... Was this what the dream meant? I looked down at two men praying, and I suddenly saw them for what they were.
Love slaves.
I asked,
When he saw I had absorbed that, he added,
That was a relief to hear. One worry I had about having to share my heart with all those girls was the possibility of some of them wanting to continue after I cured them. I just hoped I didn’t become attached to any of them and end up with...
I looked down at Father Reinhold and wondered what his life would have been like if Father Xavier hadn’t accepted him like that.
Father Xavier said aloud, “Tim, while I am for the moment feeling better, I know I’m not out of the woods yet. The curse comes back if I don’t appease it regularly. The joint prayer only does that to a point. Your contribution last night helped push it back over the threshold, but it will come back just as strong unless...”
He looked down at the two men before motioning towards the cot. I placed my empty plate and bowl inside the basin next to the pump where they had put their dishes then followed him to the cot.
Sitting down next to him, I was startled when he put an arm across my shoulders and gave me a one-handed hug that way.
When he released me, he said, “You have no idea how grateful I am that you came last night. I can’t imagine how unnerving that was.”
“I had to come. It’s my fault you were suffering.”
Father Xavier said firmly, “It’s not your fault, Tim. You did not choose any of this to happen.”
“But Father, I sinned. I purposely sinned. I let my love for the Lord to be an excuse to let me do that. If I hadn’t, none of these people would be having this problem.”
“Tim, I understand your pain. Believe me, I understand. But you are still just a child and you have learned from your mistake, haven’t you?”
“I sure hope I have. But how do I repair the damage? How do I find the love I need to fix them? They’re all reaching the stage where they have to act out their fantasies.”
Father Xavier gave me another one handed hug and said, “I think the problem lies with your guilt. You must love yourself before you can truly love others. Or to put it another way, your will is punishing you because you feel you need to be punished. Until you can forgive yourself, I don’t think you’ll be able to help them.”
I sighed, “Love myself. I ... I despise myself, Father. I’ve done so much harm for a few minutes of perverted entertainment.”
“We are imperfect and we make mistakes. Tim, I know you are a good person or you wouldn’t be here.”
“I try to be Father. I don’t know to make myself feel better. Father Reinhold thought you wanted me to take their sins somehow.”
Father Xavier stiffened and said, “Father Reinhold doesn’t know enough of the details of how that works.”
But then he frowned and I could tell he was thinking about it.
After a minute he glanced at me, and with his frown still on his face, he said, “You are barely managing the guilt of your own sins. How much of that is due to you being the source of why they are committing sins themselves?”
I frowned myself as I weighed that. To be honest I really wasn’t bothered by them committing sins. Jesus would forgive them if they accepted him into their hearts. The problem was most of them didn’t believe in that.
I looked up at him guiltily and said, “Not much.”
His frown lightened as he said, “Hmm. Perhaps ... Perhaps you should become their shepherd.”
Father Xavier looked in my eyes and asked, “In the past, I helped others by forcing them to feel the weight of their sins and when someone confesses to them, they take their sins as their own. Despite the way it sounds, it gives you a better perspective on your own sins and the self-sacrifice is spiritually rewarding.”
I asked, “So I would become their shepherd by taking their sins from them?”
“They would need to feel the sorrow as we do. You would have to commit more sins to achieve this.”
Father Reinhold had stepped over to us without us noticing him until that moment.
When Father Xavier’s eyes met his, Father Reinhold said, “Tim has the moral obligation to limit their corruption and we cannot help him every minute of the day. Father Hennessy and I feel you should give him what he needs to save those who can be saved.”
Father Xavier sighed and said, “It’s not that simple, Andrew. He would have to force all those afflicted to feel their sins and for them to feel the relief when they confess them and he forgive them. That has a brainwashing effect of exulting Tim as their savior. And it would have a similar effect on Tim as well.”
I said, “I’m still fuzzy on what that will accomplish.”
Father Xavier said, “Your guilt and sorrow is for making these people miserable and causing them to do things they would have not done had you not been involved. In order to fix them, you must be able to get past your guilt. To do that, you must feel you have paid your penance.
“By taking their sins as your own, you will, in effect, take responsibility for what you did to them inadvertently. This will ease your guilt and the sorrow you take on will become easier to deal as you move towards the true path.”
Father Reinhold said, “It will force you to be focused on minimizing their sins as well as your own.”
Father Xavier said, “But I am concerned about the long term effects. Once you become their shepherd, you will find it difficult to stop. They will become dependent on you.”
I asked, “But what if they didn’t know who I was? What if they saw me as someone else? My father and I have been talking about how to make the girls who don’t already know about my telepathy see me as someone else so that when this is all over, they don’t know who I was.”
“That would help them. But what about yourself? Having people treat you as their savior is ... Well, you don’t want to lose your humility like my master had.”
I grinned and said, “Father, I realize because you’ve never been married that you wouldn’t know this. The one thing you can always count on to keep a man humble is a woman. That’s what Joey’s dad always says anyway.”
“But what woman could do that for you?”
“Normally I would say my mom or Suzi, but I don’t want them involved. Jessica would be my choice. I’ve already given her a lot of administrative control over the others and she seems to handle it just fine.”
Father Reinhold asked, “But if she afflicted as well, how would she be your voice of reason?”
I shrugged and said, “She doesn’t need to confess her sins to me. She already feels the sorrow for what little she’s done and doesn’t need me for her shepherd. She can confess them to one of you and I think that would be enough for her. But she would need to be at least equal to me in the eyes of the others.”
Father Xavier mused, “Like Eve to your Adam.”
Father Xavier then looked at the time before saying, “Tim, I don’t want you to make this decision today. I want some time to think about it and you need to discuss it with your parents and Jessica. This is not a decision you can take lightly. I will have to use my telepathy on you to give you the proper perspective. It’s nothing that can’t be undone, but you will be changed by it even after its removed.”
I nodded, not liking the sound of that.
Father Reinhold said with amusement, “I guess it’s a good thing you are joining us at St. Joe. I imagine once you have a taste of saving people, you’ll want to join us in our work.”
Father Becker said, “Having someone else who can perform the joint prayers at St. Joe and St. Mary would help immensely.”
Father Xavier said, “Let’s not put any more pressure on him. Tim needs to make this decision with his parents.”
I had already made up my mind, but I accepted I needed to make at least my Mom and Joey understand before I went through with it.
Getting up the hill was treacherous even with the sun out. The road hadn’t been maintained in decades and in some spots, there was very little of the road left. It was weather like this where everything froze and then thawed in the sun that had aged it. What made it so dangerous was the way it zigzagged up this steep hill where parts of the road had groundwater draining across it making it really slick. Going down wasn’t that bad, but getting back up was tricky because of the way the water went sort of sideways. If you didn’t have enough momentum to get across the slick spots, you could end up sliding off the road.
With the sun up, it was even slicker, but you could see what you were doing. That’s what Father Reinhold said anyway. I held my breath several times while we were trying to cross the biggest chunks.
Father Reinhold and I spent most of the ride talking about St. Joe. He didn’t know Lex by name or description, but then he taught mainly junior and senior level mathematics. Yeah, a priest who taught math. At least he didn’t teach science. They left that to the teachers.
Despite what Father Xavier had said, we did talk about how I could help their cause. I was surprised at how open he was being, but then because of my telepathy, I suppose I would have found out soon enough once I started there.
Father Xavier had a network of people who he had helped that funneled those in need to them. When those people were in high school, they stayed in the dorms at St. Joe or St. Mary while they were being helped.
Because of the uncertainty of what I’d do, I didn’t want to go back to school that day. Instead, Father Reinhold took me to St. Mary and after I called my mom to let her know what was going on, he gave me a tour. I met one of the girls they were treating there and was a little disturbed by how she looked at Father Reinhold like he was her soulmate. The little imaginary hearts popping up around her reminded me of how Sandi had looked at me before I had...
I diverted my attention away from that train of thought and quickly moved on.
I was a boy in catholic tiger country. We were in the hallway when the buzzer sounded, and in seconds, I found myself surrounded by curious and interested eyes as they went past us. Father Reinhold moved us to a spot where we’d be out of the way. Some of those eyes were hungry, and each time my eyes met theirs, I felt that ... connection form like I had done at the mall.
The damn power-lust was flowing through me, and I couldn’t stop meeting their eyes. By the time the halls cleared, I had at least twelve girls’ minds buzzing in the background of my head.
As the buzzer went off again, Father Reinhold said, “You look pale. Are you alright?”
I gasped to Father Reinhold, “Father, I need to leave. I need to get far away from here.”
“St. Joe?”
“Maybe. If I can get in a large group of people, I might be able to lose them.”
Father Reinhold stiffened and asked, “Lose who? Is there another...”
He whispered, “telepath?”
When I explained, he relaxed and said, “Tim, are you saying you don’t have enough self-control not to fantasize about these girls?”
I looked him in the eyes, formed an empathic connection and shared the power-lust which was still through me flowing, though at a considerably lesser level.
When I closed the connection, I said, “I don’t want to spend all night tonight resisting that.”
With a look of concern, he nodded, but then he said, “But the Lord may be testing you with this. Why else would you not be able to release them from your mind?”
“Father, it’s been a while since you were fifteen. Trust me. A part of me doesn’t want to release them.”
Our three towns roughly formed an 8O rotated where the 8 was below the O. The O was Lindenville and Mehlberg was the left loop of the eight. Lindenville isn’t actually that much larger than Mehlberg, but Oakley was smaller than Mehlberg and is a bit further south. Lindenville had two high schools, but they were smaller than the other two towns.
The point of all that is St. Mary and St. Joe were a fair distance apart, but they both were situated on the southern border of Lindenville. St. Joe was directly north of Oakley, where St. Mary was at the southwest corner of Lindenville sandwiched between Lindenville and Mehlberg. The main highway connecting our three towns went right by both of them.
We headed to St. Joe. At that time of day, it was an easy fifteen-minute drive, and to my relief, the connections dropped away before we reached the parking lot.
I spent the rest of the day with Father Reinhold and even held a joint prayer session with him and three other students. Two out of the three were gay drug users. I would learn later that they favored helping the troubled gay boys over others as they had higher success rates with them.
I may have escaped the connections with those girls, but my damn mind found five boys to replace them, all seniors. I didn’t tell Father Reinhold about that. I wasn’t tempted to fantasize about them like I had been with the girls. The power-lust was just as strong, but without the other temptation, I figured I’d be able to handle it.
Joey stopped by when he came home from practice. He called Suzi from my house and through him, I filled them both in on what Father Xavier told me. While they were relieved to hear the condition Suzi had was temporary, they didn’t like how I insisted I had to break all contact with them until they were back to normal.
Joey and Brad had their last game that night and the twins showed up in a limo to take them and Suzi to the game. They had assumed I’d go with them and it took me a few minutes to explain to them why I couldn’t. Their arrival had interrupted my explanation of what the Fathers were suggesting to my mom and Joey and Suzi.
Joey didn’t like it one bit mainly because he didn’t want to lose me. Suzi was more practical about it, but she too didn’t support the idea. My mom, however, wasn’t opposed to it.
She said, “Joey, while I never experienced what they’re proposing, I trust Father Xavier. Whatever you might think of him, I wouldn’t have moved here and raised Timmy the way I have if he hadn’t helped me. He’s not trying to recruit Tim. The others might be, but Father Xavier won’t stand for it. Tim isn’t alone in the world and those are the people he finds and makes his own.”
I said, “Makes his own?”
My mom looked at me with a patient look of exasperation and said, “Timmy, he’s a telepath. Who do you think put the commands in my head to give me my faith? He did the same to Andrew and I’m sure he’s done the same to others too.”
“But he said he didn’t force anyone.”
“I think he meant about following him into becoming a priest or nun. I know he removed Andrew’s commands before we moved out here and it caused Andrew some stress. Commands are like braces for your teeth. They force the teeth to move to where you want them and hold them in place. Once they’re removed, the teeth can move around again. Depending on what it was and how much time had passed, they might not move much or they might try to move right back to where they used to be or something in between. That’s how he explained it to me. It took me nearly four years to accept my life as it was without all the stress his commands produced. At that point, my teeth were straight enough that he offered to remove them. I refused, but only because I couldn’t risk corrupting myself again. At least not until you’re old enough to take care of yourself.”
After digesting all that I said, “So what are you saying, mom? Are you against it or not?”
“I think it should be up to you, sweetie. I don’t think any harm will come to you if you go through with it. Your father will be upset, but I think we can both agree he doesn’t get a say.”
I said, “He might not get the final say, but he is my father and ... I owe him for all he’s done to help me in this to at least talk it through with him.”
My mom smiled and said, “I think you’re starting to like him.”
I rolled my eyes and said, “I never said I hated him. I just hate what he represents. Can I go back with the twins tonight? I want to get this over with.”
“I’ll check with your father, but it might be easier if you just did it over the phone.”
Joey said, “Suzi said you should discuss it with Jessica too. If you’re not going to listen to us, maybe you’ll listen to her.”
I sighed and said, “Joey, do you really think I’ll change so much that I won’t want to spend time with you afterward?”
“If you move away and we’re not going to school together, yes. Especially if you end up doing that ... that ... three-way prayer thing with fagot druggies instead of us!”
My mom said, “Sweetie...”
Joey turned towards her and exclaimed, “Don’t sweetie me. Your mind isn’t normal. You just admitted it wasn’t. And now you’re going to send your son to have that preacher fill his head with nonsense and we’ll never get our boyfriend back!”
I was shaking my head, but before I could say anything, Joey slammed the phone down and stormed out through the garage door.
I didn’t go after him as I expected Suzi to call back. But when she didn’t, my mom tried calling Joey’s house but the line was busy. We assumed it was Suzi talking to Joey.
My mom convinced me to let him be. Instead, I called Jessica and offered to take her to dinner with my mom, and then I went with the twins to pick up Brad so I could tell him what was happening myself. I didn’t think he was affected like Suzi and Joey, but I didn’t want to take any chances.
Brad was surprisingly accepting of what I was planning to do mainly because he’d had witnessed enough of Joey’s mood swings whenever I wasn’t spending much time with him to see I wasn’t talking bullshit. But Brad was worried about what would happen if Sandi needed help and I wasn’t around to take care of it. I assured him he’d be fine, but if he needed help, he could always contact my mom.
After returning in the limo, I found my mom was over at Joey’s talking to his mom. My mom came home a few minutes after Brad and the twins went over to collect Joey.
At dinner, Jessica gave me the low down on how everyone was managing. I was either going to have to spend half the next day giving people brain fucks or I needed to find some more guys to service all the girls needing relief of some sort.
When I covered what I was calling the Adam solution, Jessica interrupted me and asked, “Wait. He’s suggesting you become some kind of Jesus for these people?”
I said, “He actually called it becoming a shepherd, but in a way, yes.”
Jessica shook her head in bewilderment and asked, “I really think that’s a terrible idea. The whole do not worship others is first to mind.”
“They’re not going to worship me. We’ll be worshiping God together. Think of it like being a modern Moses or something.”
“I don’t know...”
My mom said, “The only worship I did while he was helping me was to the Lord. Jessica, I’ve been through something very similar to what you all are going through, and my faith was forced upon me very much like how they’re talking about doing here. There were days that only my faith kept me from leaving my little boy on the doorstep and running off. With your help, Tim won’t lose his perspective on what is right while he gives them something to fight the urges they are slowly losing ground to.”
I nodded and said, “Sating their need is only slowing it down, not stopping it. I could try and command them all not to have sex with anyone, but that will just make them miserable.”
Jessica asked, “What about stopping them from fantasizing? From what Launa told me, that’s what progresses them.”
“But that’s how they sate the need. Doing the same thing eventually doesn’t do anything for them. Expanding the fantasy and acting on it does.”
“So what exactly would I do?”
“Pretty much what you’re doing now only you’ll be involved in all the group sessions.”
Jessica exclaimed, “Group sessions?”
My mom and I laughed and I said, “Not group sex. Group prayer. Telepathically linked group prayer.”
My mom said, “Timmy, that will likely cause her to become slightly addicted to you. That was the hardest part about moving and going to our current church for me.”
I said, “Then I won’t link her to me. I’ll link her to one group and I’ll link to another.”
My mom said, “She will still form the addiction. They all will. Who is going handle getting them over that?”
I sighed and said, “I don’t know.”
Jessica said, “We could do it in batches. The first batch is helped by the others, then when one batch has recovered, they help the next.”
I said, “I’m sure Father Xavier will know. If nothing else, he has plenty of people who have been through it already.”
After we finished dinner, we took Jessica home. I walked her to her door, but then my mom ended up going inside for a chat with Jessica’s mom.
As Jessica waited with me in the living room, she said, “So you’ll be Adam. I’ll be your Eve. Will you be sating my need when I need it?”
“I don’t think so. I take it Jonathan or Kevin has been helping you there? You’re past due.”
Jessica said a little guiltily, “Kevin has assisted me a few times. I should go to confession about it, but if I’m not going to stop, it’s difficult thinking about discussing the penance.”
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Driving along the Tennessee state highway, I was trying to keep the Jeep on the road while looking for my turn. I looked at the map again while trying to figure out where I was. Seeing a gas station ahead, I pulled off and went in to ask the attendant if he knew how to get to the cabin I was searching for on the mountain. He basically told me I was a blind idiot, but he did it in a very polite way. But eventually he told me I had passed my turn about a mile back up the highway. Thanking him I...
(Many thanks to KittyKatBC, my editor on this one. I’m glad she was on board, it made the story easier to write.) * Lacey was my boss, I do emphasize the word was. The company I work for is a family owned and run architect business and since the only child the owner had was a daughter who had no interest in the company, we all knew that once he retired then the company would either close or be swallowed up by a bigger company, but we all liked it here. So we all stuck it out since the owner...
We decided to forego Breakfast and head back immediately. We used the same method that we used coming up with Virginia in the lead and Linda and Teresa bring up the rear. Going down I had no trouble at all and made the one turn I had trouble with coming up on the first try. We left the ATVs parked next to the septic tank, drove the backhoe onto the trailer and then drove the pickup truck and trailer to the new house where we disconnected the trailer and returned to Pop's house. Breakfast...
I've written previously about my 24-year-old wife Kim (see Curtains Removed for Painting and Wife Hosts BBQ for Coworkers). The barbecue that we hosted for her coworkers definitely got out of hand. I was a little worried about possible repercussions as four of her coworkers got to see her private parts. It had started innocently enough with an accidental exposure when Kim removed her sweater, but it evolved from there. Anyway, I was worried that they may talk about it at work and cause her to...
Normally, I wouldn't come down to the lower deck, but late spring was perfect. A few weeks from now it would be too hot, and any earlier too cold, but now the weather was perfect. Also the trees had leafed out enough so the deck was secluded and private. So I took my glass of wine and made my way to sip and relax there. I had to go slow, as the wooden steps were uneven and old. I was used to walking in heels, but even so, I was glad there was a handrail on the steps. Sitting by the...
"Look Dad, isn't that the cabin over there?" Mary said as she pointed straight ahead at the window of the Snow Cat that was carrying her and her 42 year -old father up the snow-covered trail at the edge of the woods. The Snow Cat's treads churned up a dusting of snow as the cabin came in sight."Yes, Mary, I think we have arrived," Mary's dad James replied.James rented the luxury cabin for the weekend as a treat for his 18 year- old daughter who was in the middle of her senior year of high...
My mind was still buzzing after finding out my sister had orchestrated the break-in to our cabin so she could give me a blow job. The fact that it ended in sex was almost overwhelming! I slowly walked up the moonlit path back to our cabin with a plan to have her fulfill her blowjob fantasy again when I heard some talking coming from the road. As I rounded the back of the house I saw my parents walking up the road. To top it off, they didn’t seem very drunk. I guess my plans would have to...
We all plan the perfect weekend and hope that nothing goes wrong. I planned it all. We were celebrating Valentine, two weeks late, and also her birthday a week late. This was going to be our first time together, so it had to be perfect. We had been together a few times, but it was only a bit of kissing, and a bit of touching. This weekend was all about exploring each other. We were to go beyond what either one of us have ever done. She knew what she wanted to do to me. I knew what I wanted to...
We all plan the perfect weekend and hope that nothing goes wrong. I planned it all. We were celebrating Valentine, two weeks late, and also her birthday a week late. This was going to be our first time together, so it had to be perfect. We had been together a few times, but it was only a bit of kissing, and a bit of touching. This weekend was all about exploring each other. We were to go beyond what either one of us have ever done. She knew what she wanted to do to me. I knew what I wanted to...
LesbianWren spent a lot of time with us after that, she and Syndy becoming the best of friends. We all lived in a small mountain community of about three thousand people. The thing about a small community is you usually know everyone and you know who they are friends with and who they don’t like. Gossip is very live and doing well in this area. We went on our camping trip in late August. Actually it wasn’t camping; it was going up to my Uncle’s ranch in the high country where I had a cabin. Truth...
Weekend At The Cabin I could not get the thought out of my mind that she was theone to put this into motion. I always tried to keep the relationship a friendlyprofessional one between the two of us. Jodi, a 26 year old very nicely built blonde, has worked for me as my administrativeassistant for the past 5 years. She has been an asset to me at this large firm.She is very good keeping things in order for me. All I have to do is pass hera note and forget about that task, knowing that Jodi will...
Let me begin this by telling you a little bit about my girlfriend, Lyndah. We have been together for 5 years and will be married soon. Lyndah is in her mid thirties, a little on the heavy side and loves sex, any kind of sex. She loves to be tied up; she is a world class cocksucker and swallows every drop. She loves to fuck but she loves to clean all of the cum from any cock that had just fucked her, she will also scoop the cum out of her cunt with her fingers and eat it. She is kind of nasty,...
Adult HumorFirst time writing here guys. But hope you enjoy my experience here as well.Well it started out when my old man asked me if I wanted to go deer hunting with him in november for a long weekend. I was like hell yes, I wanted to get a chance to get my first deer and also shoot the 30 odd 6 I had for the kill. He said that the cabin he was using was his friends, and he had told him we could use it for the weekend until he came up the following monday. Dad said it was very very rustic. I mean like a...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThe Cabin I began to freak out as my car stalled out of gas on the bumpy backwoods road that seemed to go on forever. I was cursing myself for not just taking the day off Thursday and car pooling with the girls to the campsite up at Richard’s Lake, wait…was it Richmond’s? Hell, it was all pointless anyway because I wasn’t going anywhere at the moment. Gina told me it wasn’t that far and rattled off some directions while I was at work and told me to just meet them up there. She said it was...
The Cabin I began to freak out as my car stalled out of gas on the bumpy backwoods road that seemed to go on forever. I was cursing myself for not just taking the day off Thursday and car pooling with the girls to the campsite up at Richard’s Lake, wait…was it Richmond’s? Hell, it was all pointless anyway because I wasn’t going anywhere at the moment. Gina told me it wasn’t that far and rattled off some directions while I was at work and told me to just meet them up there. She said it was...
Oral SexLeaving work early this Friday was an excellent idea, and the long leisurely drive up to your cabin is really relaxing me, not to mention it is gorgeous. A long winding two lane highway, high snow-covered peaks in the distance, and pine trees blanketing the mountainsides. In awe of the beauty of it all, I almost miss my turn off. Slamming on the brakes, I swear under my breath at myself for my lack of attention to the road. I turn off the main highway and checking the odometer, I remember you...
My name is Amanda. When I am all stressed out I love to go to my cabin hideaway. The cabin itself was a suitable rustic one bedroom model. It is the perfect place for me to unwind and commune with nature. Early Friday morning I packed a small bag so after work all I had to do was drive to the cabin. I almost fainted when I got off work promptly at five pm, because usually the boss kept my there until 7pm. I went by the grocery store to pick up a few staples, and drove toward the cabin.I’m five...
Straight SexThe soft rumble of the engine of the minivan and the sound of tires on pavement were all but drowned out by the roar of hot wind rushing through the open windows as we progressed down the narrow road through the woods. Why did we have the windows open if the air was hot? The AC was broken in the van. That might not have been such a bad thing, but we were currently experiencing a near record-breaking heatwave. Sorry, perhaps I started a little too far in. I am Jack, Jack Corrigan. I'm a gamer....
IncestAfter the surprise in the doctor's office and the impending hunting tripI wasn't sure what to think when we walked to the parking lot. It dawned on me that I couldn't leave my car there. They agreed and told me to drive home where they would pick me up. I thought of the fact that they would both know where I live. I wasn'ttoo uncomfortable with that knowledge but I'm sure being doctors' they would find my modest apartment a dump in comparison to the homes they probably live in. I shrugged my...
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I leaned back in the metal tub when the widow returned to the barn. Chill bumps raced across my body at the sight of her. I had never seen Anne wearing less. A simple drawstring white shirt covered her. She had returned with a heavy wooden bucket, a bottle and a towel over her shoulder. At six-foot-tall, she had to be the tallest woman I had ever seen, whether Indian or white. My Comanche brothers would never take such a woman as their own, but strangely I liked tall women. I liked her red hair...
Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Every year my father-in-law, two brother-in-laws and I take a week long hunting vacation to my in laws cabin. The cabin is a couple hours outside of town on a lake, a very secluded lake. There are only a half a dozen other cabins on the lake besides my in laws. The Wednesday before our trip I was sitting at my desk at work when the power went out. Apparently the construction company building the office across the street did something to overload the transformer and it blew. My boss got the...
Group SexIt was over the Christmas break. Dad had suggested we all go to the cabin we used in Vermont for some family bonding, hunting and general outdoors activities. It was no surprise that my mother begged off. She would go to Indiana to visit her mother. The cabin was never her favorite place and frankily she and my father sort of "got along" those days. So it was going to be a bit of a guys weekend. Dad had always treated me as "one of the boys", even as I'd become less of a tom boy the past...
It had been a long day out on the lake. Actually, I had been on one of two piers most of the day, catching fish too small to keep and enjoying the sunshine. To be honest, it had been good just to have no one around asking anything from me or even knowing me, for that matter.It had not been until I walked back into my cabin, that I realized how drained I was. I was sun burnt (of course) and dirty and in need of a shower. But more than that, my legs and arms were sore from doing different...
I nearly jump from the shock of being caught reading Darcy’s diary. I turned quickly to see Darcy standing a few steps into her bedroom. Her face was red and there were tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Her lower lip started to quiver and her hands were balled into fists so tight that her knuckles were turning white. I wanted to go to her but I was afraid Darcy would hit me. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I then realized I still had Darcy’s dirty panties in...
I was panicking, I needed to be back in time for the start of term and here I was in Göteborg and the boat to Newcastle, was full, in that there was no cabins left.I was offered a share, but I was warned that it was not company policy, so there would be no formal agreement from the shipping company.I reluctantly accepted, only to find out later, that the booking clerk, was a friend of my fellow occupants on the trip across.At least I had a bed and would sleep like the proverbial log, and not...
I put my other holiday travel alternatives on hold. Flying to San Francisco to meet my doctor lover Mark seemed too depressing under the circumstances. How could I face him? I had just been sexually victimized and sodomized by a black football team. And I didn't want to fly to Orlando and give the players a return engagement. Not one of them had kissed me. Not on the lips under my nose anyway. I'm definitely a romantic at heart. Having sex without tenderness and caring didn't appeal to me....
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Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
"We need a meeting of the clan!" Phyllis said, rather mysteriously. "Yes?" I said into the phone, looking quizzically across the room. "Besides we haven't been to the cabin for an adult weekend for too long, anyway. I feel a longing need for that too." "Mmmmm, well, that sounds like fun. When?" "This weekend!" she said, laughing. "Once the mood gets me, I don't like to wait!" "OK, I think. I'll have to talk to David, but I think it is OK with us." "Have you heard what...
Mark won election to the state Senate. A celebration was in order, and as it turned out, ours was a bit shocking! I think we were all very tense and looking for relief. Mark's cabin up North sounded perfect for an escape from all our tensions. Phyllis and David had planned an "adults-only" weekend in the woods for all of us just before school started. The Clinton-Monica scandal was at its peak when the big weekend arrived. The report wasn't released yet, but details of the testimony were...
The next morning I quietly got out of bed, dressed and left the van. I have been trying to work out a theory that the time warp hole only opened around about six in the morning, which is my usual rising time anyway. This time of the morning is one of the quietest times on the road that we had been travelling down, and if the warp had opened at any other time, there would have been a lot more vehicles in the clearing. When I got up I took the long pole, which I call my Calendar Stick, I cut a...
It was morning and the first full day for the event. He would be needed later in his official capacity, but for now all was quiet in the world about him. He stood looking down between the evergreens and the now leaf barren maples, into the river valley. A train on the far bank wound its way to the north from the great city; and as if staged for his enjoyment, a large tug pulled a string of what appeared to be empty barges down river. There was no ice in the river yet, but soon enough this far...
Excuse my bad EnglishI have thought to share this story for all the curious SSBBW admirers. Many have asked me about it and i thought i can just write it in some details for my fellow fat admirers.Few months ago i was in my hometown to attend my cousin´s wedding. All family and relatives/cousins went to cabins for parties and cermony itself. There was so many big hot plump BBW/SSBBW and mostly married SSBBW. During late parties they were subtly felt up by other husbands with big wives. It was...
It was a miserable rainy day. Sarah was on the train to the town to get the weekly shop. She took the same train she always did, alone. Dressed simply to avoid attention, she took a seat away from a group of other teens and didn’t notice the man sat on the chair behind her. Sarah practically lived alone. Her father died in a car accident when she was 11 and her mother’s grief drove her to work constantly, leaving Sarah to fend for herself. Since then she only saw her mum once maybe twice a...
Last weekend Lisa and I had plans for a quiet weekend away from our home, at our cabin some miles out of town in the woods, but little did she know that I'd been talking to our friend Heather. Heather and Tom are two of our closest friends, and she and I had decided to surprise my wife Lisa and Heather's husband Tom with a fantasy weekend that they'd both love and enjoy.Lisa and I had planned a master-slave getaway as we sometimes role play and she loves it, and Heather knew that both Lisa...
Group SexBetty frowned a little when I told her all in good time. I got the feeling that her motor was already running and warmed up. I smiled up at her and leaned forward to take in her aroma. She leaned in and let my face touch the top of her beautiful cunt. I breathed in deep and then licked her slit from her taint to her clit slowly and deliberately. She groaned and leaned hard against my face. I took her by the hips and turned her around and sat her down across my lap and then kissed her deeply...
"Mom, I think that truck is following us." Said the young blonde with curly hair "What truck?" Replied the older blonde woman. "The one that has been behind us since our last gas stop." "Maybe it's a coincidence?" "The map says this road leads one way and that way is the cabin." Said the daughter checking the map on her phone. "It could be that they're lost." "Well we'll know shortly, we're here." "Finally, I need to pee!" Announced the petite brunette. "I told you to go when we stopped last...
I only went to the cabin that weekend because Sylvia and George were good friends of Lisbeth. We had been dating for a few months. Sylvia and George had rented the cabin for the month of January and invited us for the second weekend. The drive up was treacherous even with four wheel drive. The snow was coming down heavily making it like a winter wonderland, although when trying to drive, a winter wonderland turns into a winter nightmare. Lisbeth was snuggled into me, sleeping since we left New...
Straight SexWARNING:This is very different from my other stories. Sometimes I can be a bit sadistic.I looked up at the quaint cabin in front of me. I had decided that the remote location was perfect for what I had in mind. This was my second day at the cabin and I had quite the week planned. The first day at the cabin had been spent getting everything ready, and that night finding the perfect subject. It hadn't taken to long. It was only a 45 minute drive to the nearest small town, and I had found a...
We had been driving for about 30 minutes. I take my eyes off the road for a moment, to look at you. You smile. You’ve never been to the cabin with me. You’re excited, you can’t wait to get there and see it. I’m excited too but not for the same reasons. You look hot in that short skirt and that top with your tits almost hanging out. Only another 30 minutes, and we will be there. I’ll have you to myself until tomorrow. There’s smoke coming out of the chimney, good. My husband told me...
We had been driving for about 30 minutes. I take my eyes off the road for a moment, to look at you. You smile. You've never been to the cabin with me. You're excited, you can't wait to get there and see it. I'm excited too but not for the same reasons. You look hot in that short skirt and that top with your tits almost hanging out. Only another 30 minutes, and we will be there. I'll have you to myself until tomorrow. There's smoke coming out of the chimney, good. My husband told me...
LesbianThank you for taking the time to read this. Feel free to show your support and find more stories and games "HERE" ENJOY! =) +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Wake up Jake! It's almost 730! We have to pick up your family at 8! Better hurry up!" Dragging my heavy ass out of bed, I stumbled to the bathroom and started washing up. Looking at my sleepy face reflected in the mirror, I recalled the events of the previous night. Yesterday, I...
John had been working extremely hard on an advertising campaign that the boss insisted be finished immediately. It was very hard work and the boss was quite demanding. Finally, after three long weeks, it was done! (Of course, not a word of thanks!) John wondered what to do to celebrate. At least it was a three-day weekend. Go out with friends to a bar? No, too noisy. Besides, John didn't feel like being around a lot of people. The cabin? Yeah, John thought. I haven't been there in months. I...