Annes Confession Part One
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I woke just after 6:00 a.m. on Saturday morning and cursed my internal alarm clock. For years, the simple pleasure of sleeping in on the weekend eluded me. Whether I went to bed early or was up half the night, I was no more capable of sleeping the morning away than I was of flying to the moon.
I rubbed my eyes and surveyed the scene in my bed. On the far side, our friend Linda slept peacefully on her back. Her long blonde hair was splayed all over the pillow. The duvet covered her taut body up to her stomach, but her naked breasts were exposed in the dim morning light. They rose and fell ever so slightly with each breath, her nipples perfectly suckable if I was bold enough to stretch for them.
Bless Me Father Part 1: Confession By Deane Christopher As much as Daniel Parker hated having to go to confession growing up as a young lad, he, as the priest he had become, hated hearing confessions even more. Like Jesus at the Garden of Gethsemane, every Saturday, during the celebration of the morning mass, Father Dan would beseech the Almighty to let this cup pass. However, though he did so grudgingly, each and every Saturday afternoon, Father Dan, following in the footsteps of the...
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This is the second part of a 2-part story. I strongly suggest you go back and read the first part before moving on to this. For those who have already read and are looking forward to the conclusion, I hope you enjoy it. For those who don't want to go back to the first part, a quick summary:The narrator is married to Gina, a very beautiful woman (Winona Ryder lookalike). They have been married a couple of years and he is devoted to her. She is shy and awkward and he has fantasies about how she...
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I was in the confession box having a wank. I knew it was fucked up but it was the only goddamn place I could do it in the church after hours. I was at a church retreat with my catholic high school. This is what you get with Catholics. Instead of a night partying you have to get locked in a fucking cathedral on a Friday because of Jesus or some stupid shit. So I'm having a wank in the confession box, and I hear some shuffling. A woman's talking, and she's saying "father forgive me for the...
My wife’s confession Part 2Author: Chris Christopher All Rights ReservedAfter the last story (My Wife’s Confession) was posted I ask for opinions on telling my wife that I had not been asleep and that I had heard and somewhat watched her with the guy on the airplane. Well, I decided to tell her the truth and let her know that she had given me just about as much enjoyment as she did that stranger that night. And that of course meant that I had known her little secret.She told me that she had...
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CONFESSIONS PART 1 TO PART 8 To conserve space on my posts all confessions will be in this one Confessions post with the latest confession posted here at the beginning. ======PT 8CONFESSIONS PT 8These are confessions and stories people have sent me.Do you have a confession of something you did, or something you'd like to do?Private Message it to me and I'll post it. Don't worry about spelling, grammar, etc.======Used my sisters fluffy a****ls to jerk off with.. sometime shooting cum on them.....
Part One https://xhamster.com/stories/confessions-of-a-photographer-55770Part Two https://xhamster.com/stories/confessions-of-a-photographer-part-2-56377(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Most days were the same though my learning curve was fast and within a few months I was able to set up the studios for the different types of...
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