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Jesus Mary Joseph

© Copyright 2004 When it comes up in conversation, or I'm badgered into telling someone who hasn't heard my story, I like to joke that there are three people responsible for bringing my wife and I together. Those three people are Jesus, Mary and Joseph. And they inevitably give me the same kind of look you're giving me right now. Trust me, I'm used to it, so you can stop it any time. Seriously. Stop it. It sounds crazy, I know, of course it does. I say it jokingly, but it's...

Raped by Jesus Christ

Jenny's boyfriend had been pressuring her to have sex for weeks. The most recent time had been on a Friday in his car after driving her home from school. Parked in her parents' driveway, the high school seniors had been kissing passionately, Jenny even letting her tongue snake into Andrew's mouth. But when he began to caress her breasts through her top, she had moved his hand away. "Come on, Jenny," he complained. "We've been going out for almost a year. We're 18! All of our friends are having...

Jesus Stole My Girlfriend

So Jesus comes back to Earth right. And sure, I mean we were all skeptical at first and stuff, but you know, after all the pomp and circumstance and angels’ trumpets and apocalypse and smiting of the antichrist and all that biblical crap, we’re all pretty much convinced he’s the real deal. And that’s cool and all, ’cause I’m not down with Satan or nothing, and Jesus is like the Lord of Hosts and all that, but let me tell you, I know from personal experience that once you get past all that...

The Third Anti Christ

THE THIRD ANTI CHRISTBy Sonya Esperanto [email protected] the words of Nostradamus himself:??Then the great Empire of Antichrist shall descend from the Attila [Russia] and Xerxes [Iran] come down with an innumerable number of people ?and before this shall proceed a solar eclipse, the most dark and obscure that was since the creation of the world, till the death and passion of Jesus Chris, and from him until now??From the words of Paracelsus [16th Century]??Following the...

Christiane und Christa

Any comments should be sent to [email protected]. Thank you. Christiane und Christa: Eine ganz normale Woche 1. Der Samstag Als Johanna am Samstag bei ihrer Mutter zu Besuch war, wollte sie anfangs nicht glauben, was sie h?rte und sah: Eine Frau mittleren Alters, bekleidet mit Rock, Sch?rze, R?schenbluse, Nylons und Schuhen mit hohen Abs?tzen begr??te sie mit einem Knicks, um sich gleich darauf weiter mit dem Staublappen zu befassen. Hatte man so etwas schon ge...

The Alpha Christ

"I’m here. What do you want, Christian?" Marion asked warily. It had been almost a year since he had last seen his high school bully and just standing on his doorstep brought back memories of Christian walking over him like a doormat. The redheaded 18 year old was already regretting his agreement to meet up again - he never could say no to the taller, bearded boy. But he sensed a hint of reconciliation in the older boy’s tone and so Marion held hope that it would be worth it. "Hey...

Jesus M dchen

Fussgänger Zone. Die freie christliche Gmeinde hat einen Stand. Da sind blutjunge natürliche Mädels, bestimmt ohne Verhütung und Jungfrauen. Gerne lasse ich mich anquatschen. Eine blutjunge rothaarige vollbusige Schönheit ungeschminkt, einen weiten Rock und ein nettes T-Shirt spricht mich an. Sie heisst Vanessa und erzählt begeistrt wie Jesus ihr Leben verändert hat. Ich frage mich eher ob sie rasiert ist und ob sie ihre fruchtbaren Tage hat. Gut sie will mit mir beten. Wir gehen in eine Park...

Jesus Speaks Galician

So that’s why she didn’t come to the funeral—didn’t even acknowledge my letter—Penny thought. She put her forehead to the cold glass in the window overlooking the village street, gazing with a detached vision at the blanket of early December snow, which was covering the street and narrow front garden with a lovely covering of white. But Penny wasn’t fooled. She knew the ugliness and neglect that was hidden below the snow. She knew this would be a bleak Christmas for her, like so many of the...

Chris and Christie

I had known Christie my whole life, and to hear our folks tell it, I had been in love with her too. They say that I used to follow her around like a little puppy dog. Whenever mom couldn’t find me, she’d go next door to their house, and sure enough, I’d be wherever Christie was, just watching her. They once found me curled up under her bed while she napped. They would tell these stories to anyone, while I would blush madly and stare at my shoes, but who could really blame me? Blue...

Late For DinnerChapter 20 Mistress Christi

Christi lay on the porch swing with her head in Kathy's lap. "I just don't understand you, sometimes, Chris," Kathy stroked her lover's thick brown hair. "What do you mean?" "Oh, you know, with me you're usually a real take charge kind of girl, but with guys you're this little torture mouse," Kathy shook her head. "What gives?" "Can't I have it both ways? It's like," Christi sighed, "girls are for pleasure and guys are for pain, I gotta have both or I go...

Tutoring Christy

Last summer, Christy decided that shewanted to go back to school. Having only a high school education, she wanted a career, not just a job. Enrolling at the local university, she chose to educate herself in computer science. She lived in a small town, and with limited funds, Christy was only able to afford the community college. Her decision to return to school was made late in the summer, so only a few core classes were left to take, as the majority of the selection was already booked....

Tutoring Christy

Last summer, Christy decided that shewanted to go back to school. Having only a high school education, she wanted a career, not just a job. Enrolling at the local university, she chose to educate herself in computer science. She lived in a small town, and with limited funds, Christy was only able to afford the community college. Her decision to return to school was made late in the summer, so only a few core classes were left to take, as the majority of the selection was already booked....

Chapter nine adventures with Christy

Well as you all learned in previous chapter I was forced by Jackie Grandma to break up with long time Fiancée Jackie after she learned that Jackie and I had made love in back seat of my vehicle and our plans to make love once again after homecoming. So that left me one without a Girlfriend and second without an guaranteed date for my first ever homecoming. I started to attend Northside high school that fall. To be honest I only attend my base school for first part of the day then the second...

DADDY AND CHRISTY

Christy came home one afternoon after little cheerleader and her daddy was all dressed up.Where you going daddy” Christy asked“Out with a friend”, her dad replied.“Is it anyone I know”“Just a friend from work”“Well then is it ok if I spend the night with Staci? We are going to go over some cheerleading routines”.“Sure” said daddy. With that, Christy ran across the room and jumped in daddy’s arms, wrapped her legs tightly around him and gave him a big hug. God his little girl felt good he...

Christy

Christy by Karen Elizabeth L. Copyright 2/97 My wife Carol and I were sitting around watching a talk show about crossdressers, you know - guys who wear women's clothes for kicks. Carol thought it was going to be pretty silly, after all why in the world would a guy want to dress up and pretend to be a woman? One thing led to another and soon Carol and I were in a heated argument over how rough women had it in today's world with less pay and job opportunities than men. I maintained...

My New Boy Toy Christopher

I was traveling down a very popular roadway in my college town, when I spotted this handsome young man in a pair of short pants jogging along the sidewalk. I quickly turned my car around and approached this magnificent young nubile body and watched as his butt bounced and muscles in his legs tighten and relax. The young thing went on to the local high school athletic field, I found an entrance and park. I got out and went over to the fence and watched as this beauty jogged around the quarter...

My New Boy Toy Christopher

I was traveling down a very popular roadway in my college town, when I spotted this handsome young man in a pair of short pants jogging along the sidewalk. I quickly turned my car around and approached this magnificent young nubile body and watched as his butt bounced and muscles in his legs tighten and relax. The young thing went on to the local high school athletic field, I found an entrance and park. I got out and went over to the fence and watched as this beauty jogged around the quarter...

Clothes Shopping with Christy

Groaning, I reluctantly shrug into a fluorescent orange tank top that is about as far from my idea of fashionable as it is possible to be. “Happy?” I say, trying not to think about my farmer’s tan. “It’s ravishing,” she says, flashing me her trademark winning smile, making my heart flutter involuntarily. It was Christy’s idea to go shopping. We’re not even dating. Normally, such a request would be grounds for a “What are we doing here?” type conversation, but that’s just not Christy’s...

Christy

It was Saturday and there was a dance that night. I didn’t want to go, but my friends insisted. I wasn’t in the best mood that night and I wasn’t very sociable. I sat as a table, almost asleep. Lance was actually having fun, I noticed. Joey and Chris, along with Justin were always very hyper. But me, I was bored out of my mind. “Justin, cheer up,” Joey said, coming over to sit. “What’s wrong?” “Everything,” I muttered. “What?” I sighed. “Nothing.” “What’s stuck up your butt?” Justin demanded....

Christina

By Gail Holmes Christina pulled her hair to one side allowing it to fall over her shoulder, taking a good at herself in the mirror; she deserved a rest, although it didn’t show in her face. It didn’t make sense to her, how can she feel tired when she sleeps so deep, her friends told her that she could sleep on a rope, she’d need no rocking she could only agree. The weekend would do her good, she never really took time off,...

ASHLEY CHRISTINA

It was just after 8.00 a.m. on a sunny Thursday in early June, with the promise of a warm day ahead, when Ashley left her small apartment in the outer suburbs of the city. She was twenty-six years old, and worked in the central business district at the offices of a shipping and storage company. In the summer months, when the city often got stuffy and humid, she liked to dispense with wearing panties – she loved to feel the relative coolness of the circulating air on her pussy, and it made...

Tommy and Christina

It was late December; a brand new year was just around the corner. With each New Year comes an injection of hope for a brighter, happier, more successful future. It is a time of reflection; when people resolve to discard negative habits or even unwanted facets of their character, and strive to better themselves. Not Tommy though, he didn’t give half-a-fuck. Tommy was a good guy. He sometimes had a dickhead-like quality to him, but was actually very sensitive, and he had a big, mushy heart. He...

One Thing Different 2 Christina

CHRISTINA I Christina smiled into the camera. "And that's how modern man took the first steps on the road to creating central heating." She turned to the other camera. "Next we'll be stepping into a different time and finding out exactly what it was that the Roman's... fed to the lions." She held the smile for five more seconds. "We're clear," said the cameraman. "That's great." The characteristic scowl returned to Christina's face. "What a waste of time and who writes these...

Christy

Christy was not what I considered to be a nice person. In fact, I didn't even particularly like her. Still, I had more desire for her than any other girl in my high school senior class. The desire was not to love her but, rather, to have sex with her. I suppose that's not an uncommon feeling for a high school boy to have. The desire was strong enough to overcome the fear of rejection. The time was running out because graduation was getting closer. I finally mustered the courage to talk...

Christina

"How can she be here?" Andy mumbled to himself. "I must be suffering from heat stroke. Otherwise I wouldn't be talking to myself." Andy decided. It was the dog days of summer. Hot, humid, and an unrelenting sun. Andy had spent the morning getting all the outdoor activities done around the house, mowing, trimming, flowers watered, and lastly the blower to clear the walks and driveway of clippings. Hot as he possibly thought he could ever be, Andy made a quick trip into the house and...

My Horny Sister Christine

Hi readers! I am Jonathan from Bangalore, here to narrate one of my real experiences with cousin sister Reeta Christine. Before get into the incident, I would like to thank readers who have responded well for my first experience titled incredible fucking with sweet neighbor Nithya. Let us get into my experience with Christine. It was happened in 22 years of my age. But I was not new to sex as I already had enough with my house owner when i was working in Pune. After coming to Bangalore, I have...

Black Book Diary Entry Christine

Black Book Diary Entry Christine is the wife of my dentist, been going there since forever. She used to be a model and you can tell that she once was by how beautiful she still is now. No one would disbelieve that truth about her. They’d just have to look at her. She fell in love with ‘The Doctor’, which is how she always refers to her husband as, never calling him by his name, Robert or Bob or Rob. She never calls him anything but Doctor, whenever they are in public. I always wondered if she...

CHRISTINE

Paul Barker was of two minds about his daughter moving back into the family home after finally giving up on her no-good bum of a husband. He and his wife, Jessie, had expressed strong doubts at the time, but the headstrong 18 year old had eloped and run off to Reno and, when they returned, it was too late for their cooler heads to prevail. She was married, and had already been pregnant. The baby girl, whom the proud parents named Christine, was born six months after the elopement. No honest...

C is for Christine

Christine was adopted from China when she was four years old. She was a "banana," yellow outside but white inside. She only had white boyfriends ever. She married a white man. Now she was almost 40 and having dinner with her husband in a Chinese restaurant. As usual, the waiter tried to talk to her in Mandarin and she shook her head. Her husband had an Asian fetish, naturally. He was checking out the Chinese hostess and some of the other Asian girls eating there. "What is it with Asian people?"...

As Pretty as Christine

She stopped at the door with an exclamation, oh! I go Yes Miss; she waited and looked steadily at me. Yes Miss Christine, her face softens in pleasure, excellent says she, please shave properly this time, scrunched my nose in enquiry, shaved when I got home this morning. She had no doubt I did, clearly a man effort, lacking in completeness and so long ago. Stubble around ones fanny was uncomfortable and she was gone. Well done â€˜sissy boyâ€™. Now letâ€™s find something to go with pretty red...

Cumming for Christina

I love you and will see you Friday night I told my wife as I hung up the phone. My heart began pumping big time as I hung up from my nightly call and the familiar ring of a new text sounded. My cock stirred just seeing it was from Christina. The message read that the rendezvous was on for 10:00 with a room number and hotel. I cleaned up nice and fresh grabbed the condoms and lube and headed out. My stomach was in knots as Christina answered the door. I quickly entered and stood frozen staring...

Cumming for Christina

I love you and will see you Friday night I told my wife as I hung up the phone. My heart began pumping big time as I hung up from my nightly call and the familiar ring of a new text sounded off. My cock stirred just seeing it was from Christina. The message read that the rendezvous was on for 10:00 with a room number and hotel. I cleaned up nice and fresh grabbed the condoms and lube and headed out. My stomach was in knots as Christina answered the door. I quickly entered and stood frozen...

Christine

I often say this when writing about Christine - if you haven't previously read about my encounters with her then it will probably help to go back and read some. Christine isn't a fictional character created for the benefits of these pages - she's 100% real and all my stories are completely true, told as accurately as I can recall and without any embellishment whatsoever.Folklore would have you believe that there are women out there who guys can call on at any given time for sex and I'm sure...

Becoming Christine

Becoming Christine Clean up My name is Christine, but it wasn't always that. Let me start from the beginning, back then my name was Doug, and I was a freshman at the local university. I quickly made friends with a guy named Ted, he and I were in the same major and had several classes together that semester. He was average height and was somewhat athletic. He loved weight lifting and was more of a power lifter than a typical body builder. We began working out together and going to bars...

Forsooth Shakespeare Dreams of the Christ

"Yea, verily, and I say to you, Caesar, and suchlike, rendering, wot." William Shakespeare laid back in his sofa and took a puff of his pipe. It was difficult writing a play about Jesus. Most of the time, he had taken a story from elsewhere, like with Tristan and Isolde when it came to Romeo and Juliet. Ugh. Romeo and Juliet. That story had cemented him as a romance writer. Romance? What part of that story is romantic? Bitches get wasted and kill themselves. It was a story from the streets,...

A Bad Girl to Good Boy Story Chrissie to Chris to Christopher

A Bad Girl to Good Boy Story: Chrissie to Chris to Christopher By Trapper Jock McIntyre Chrissie Latham sat pouting as the Greyhound bus trundled down the highway. As she stared out the window she had a hard time imagining anything like what she was seeing. There were no malls, no McDonalds, no nothing. Just miles and miles of wheat and corn and cows. She couldn't imagine what she had done to deserve such a fate. She was being banished from her friends, from shopping, from...

Christie

My name is Christie, and I recently became a lesbian's lover. I didn't plan it, it just happened. Well, Heather made it happen. It happened while I was in a girl's school for five short, heavenly months, but we've stayed in touch since then. In the weeks to come I will relate my stories as I have the time, and the nerve. My family brought it all about, although making love to another girl is so great I would have gotten around to it eventually. Being sent away to a girl's school didn't help, I...

Christine

Christine was four years younger than I. She was a petite woman. Only 5’1” in height. She weighed a mere 99 pounds. However. She was all woman. Hot blooded. passionate, sexually provocative and was fascinated with men who packed larger than average equipment.I met Christine at a party at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. She presented as a lively, intelligent, professional woman. She was a CPA with a major national firm. During the event, I began to put the move on her. I was not the only man trying. She...

My night with Christean

My freshmen year had started well, I was strong, athletic and personable. My older brother, who was just like me except smarter, stronger and just all round "Older Brother" had set the way for me, so I had no problem with upper classmen. I had started varsity on the football team as a punter and kick returner, we had a good year so it was easy to get a girl friend. Christean, an asian/American sophomNpore and I soon became inseparable, and soon a couple. She was not overly attractive:...

John and Christyne

John was a man of man of well thought out decisions, a man of planned executions. Which is why he thought he was going crazy when he decided to meet his online lover for the first time after she merely questioned the idea. He sat on the train, shifting his weight several times before finding a comfortable possition. He looked at his watch and counted the minutes until his scheduled arrival. Christyne had captured his heart one night while he decided to enter one of those online chats that his...

Christoph

Als Marion ihren späteren Mann Christoph zum ersten Mal traf, war er gerade mal 18 geworden und hatte noch keine sexuellen Erfahrungen mit Frauen oder Mädchen. Er war schon damals mit einer sehr sportlichen Figur gesegnet, was Marion wohl auch veranlasste, auf der Party ihres damaligen Nachbarn ein Gespräch mit ihm zu beginnen. Nachdem sie sich drei- oder viermal verabredet und getroffen hatten, waren sie zusammen und Marion befreite Christoph von seiner Unberührtheit. Marion war nicht gerade...

The adventures Naughty Nurse Ella Staff Christma

The adventures Naughty Nurse Ella - Staff Christmas Party It was Ella's first staff christmas party at the Hospital she had joined a few months earlier, she walked into hotel wearing a sexy santa suit, red stockings and heels, her long brunette hair cascaded down over the back of her suit, she walked to the free bar and the barman fixed her a drink as he did Dr. Smith and his wife arrived, Dr. Smith introduced Ella to his wife a blonde middle aged woman with a great body for her age you could...

The Firehouse Christchurch

It's 1986 short skirts big hair and wet pussy is abundant. Brendan and Jack are a bit drunk and eager for pleasure. In the booth next door is a Hens party. One of the more mature ladies has asked if we are keen to strip in the ladies powder room and we agree to follow them in. Brendan is white tall athletic, Jack is Polynesian medium height and solid. The young men stand in the middle of the ladies room removing clothes surrounded by 10 drunk and horny women of all ages. The boys are groped,...

Night out with ChristyVee

---This story is for ChristyVee https://xhamster.com/users/christyvee. Whom I had promised I would write a story for featuring her. Hope you liked it Christy. I had just left a bar on State Street while I was in Portsmouth for the weekend. I check the notifications on my phone that had been set to silent, I hate being bothered when I'm trying to quench my thirst and was I thirsty this night! I must've spent at lest $150 on booze and food that night. It was worth it. My thirst was quenched and...

BtVS Dawn s Christmasing

"Hey guys," Buffy said as she greeted her friends at the door. "How long has it been?""Too long," stated Willow as she and her lover, Kennedy, hugged the Slayer in passing entering the Summers' residence. Dawn heard the commotion and pushed open the kitchen door with her hips as she carried a large tray of various holiday treats into the dining area. Upon setting down the tray, she recognized a much too familiar voice coming from the foyer.She hurriedly walked to the foyer to verify her...

twas the night before christams

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the townher pleasure could be heard as her panties came down."Oh Santa, dear Santa, don't spank me, I pray!I'll be ever so good, starting right from today!"But Santa just chuckled, "I've heard that beforefrom many a bad girl with bottom so soreAs she wriggles and squirms 'neath his hand's hearty sting.But a promise like that - why, it means not a thing.What matters, dear One, as you'll very soon seeis that you should be spanked across Santa's...

Mom Thinks She is Control bymomChristina

We were evacuated because floods were expected to inundate our suburb. We had time to move most of Tim's belongings from the unit under the house upstairs to the spare bedroom. My son Tim, now 18, has lived in the unit since my husband left 3 years ago, my hubby had it built as an office for himself, working downstairs, living upstairs. It had all the amenities and Tim loved his independence since moving down there. We were taken to a shelter just as the floodwater began to rise in our street...

The Devil Inside 2 Not Quite the Antichrist

When I wrote the Devil Inside, I fully intended it as just a tongue in cheek quickie and never had any intention to write a sequel. However, I thought it might be fun showing a little more of that universe so decided to write this one. The TG elements aren't focused on much and I don't think it came out as well as the first but I hope you enjoy. The Devil Inside 2: Not Quite the Antichrist By Morpheus I stepped through the door of the bar and paused to look around,...

End of game for Christeen

Fin de partie pour ChristeenCe soir c’est une grande f?te chez John. Son esclave Christeen va avoir quarante ans. Tous ses amis sont invit?s. Mais si la f?te est belle, elle est aussi inattendue. Christeen va annoncer ? tout le monde que son contrat d’esclave s’ach?ve ?galement ce soir. Non pas que John soit lass? des services de cette belle femme, d?sormais parfaitement bien entra?n?e ? subir tous les s?vices et ? innover dans le monde du SM, mais simplement parce que c’est la fin d’un contrat ? dur?e d?termin? sign? il y a qui...

Two Christmasses

Hi folks. Those of you who really don't like long stories should probably pass on this one. Remember when we were younger and all of the comicbooks did those double or triple suzed Christmas specials? Well that's what this is. My long corny and sometimes whimsical Christmas special. There are times when it will be very serious and other times when it will be very uhm ... Christmassy. Once again it is very long so be warned. And from The incredible Mikothebaby who edited this story while...

Wonderful Christmastime

He looked around the Muggle house, decorated for a festive holiday. He wanted to give her this gift, this unique gift. Friends and work colleagues had been invited over tomorrow evening for a night of friends reminiscing about the good times, thankful that they were all here to celebrate another year and the fact that they were together, alive and relatively happy ... They carefully avoided talking about the darkness of their past, focusing on what the future would bring them. The holidays were...

The Omega PathChapter 32 Recruitment and Rechristening

The cell phone chirped on the desk. Simon Riley looked up from his laptop and squinted at the small screen. He didn't recognize the number, but he answered it anyway. "Hello? Simon here." "Simon. It's Joey." His voice was hushed and strained. "Joey!" He glanced at the number again. "Where you calling from?" "A pay phone outside the school." "We still have pay phones?" He rolled his desk chair towards the window and peered out across the street, trying to see his friend....

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Raping Christina

Everyday I stare at my girlfriend Christina and wonder what she's thinking about. If only she knew what I was thinking about, the thought of us & multiple random black men at a hotel room, They forcefully undress her and throw her on the bed, the look of fear and confusion in her eyes when she turns her head to me only makes my cock hard. The black men tie her to the bed and stretch out her arms and legs leaving her tits and tight little cunt exposed for everyone to see. The black men start...

An evening with Christina

This was a little over a year ago and I was dating a girl named Christina. The relationship tanked, but we had some fun while it lasted. Christina was a Puerto Rican girl with soft, permanently tanned skin, perky brown nipples, and a rump you could sink your teeth into. We would spend time at her place Friday evenings usually (among other times/places) and watch WWE Smackdown in her living room while her mom was in her own bedroom doing her own thing. After a while of watching and teasing...

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Bimbofication is contagious: social christening By: Kittie Bigracks This is the first full erotica story I've ever written so hopefully it turned out well. Please let me know what y'all think or if there are ways I can improve. I'd love to hear your feedback even if it's a simple "I liked it." My email is [email protected] ******************** Kyle turned over in his bed, barely conscious and wishing he had remembered to shut the TV off before he fell asleep. He looked over...

Christian

Vienna, 1899“Gustav!” a warm and familiar voice called and I turned to find a fellow student smiling at me, hands buried deep in his coat pockets to stave off the chilly April breeze.“Ah, Christian!” I called back, returning the smile as he approached me and shook my hand. After the customary comments on the weather he asked where I was going, and when I replied that I was on my way to look at a flat, he stopped me.“Moving?” he asked. “Whatever do you mean?”Torn between a genuine desire to be...

the seduction of christine

my wife christine is a real head turner having men admiring her at 5ft6 natural blonde firm tits and a nice shaped arse for a 26yr weve been maried for 5yrs so sexaul experience were limited having only been with few parteners .she told me about some of them and the things they would do to her at times both shocked me and exited me there was her past lover john he was well hung sporting a good 10 inches who after awhile could get his hole cock into her he was very gentle an taught her how to...

An evening with Christina

This was a little over a year ago and I was dating a girl named Christina. The relationship tanked, but we had some fun while it lasted. Christina was a Puerto Rican girl with soft, permanently tanned skin, perky brown nipples, and a rump you could sink your teeth into. We would spend time at her place Friday evenings usually (among other times/places) and watch WWE Smackdown in her living room while her mom was in her own bedroom doing her own thing. After a while of watching and teasing...

Jesus fucking Christ I sucked my roommate s

Two days ago, I text my roommate and ask him if he wants to see a movie because I bought some popcorn and a Pepsi bottle. So he says "Yea! Of course. What movie?" and I text him back "Your call. Let's see something that we haven't seen in a while and we loved it". So we are watching The Matrix. Everything exciting, talks about how the movies was made, how hot Trinity was by that time, how I couldn't imagine Will Smith as Neo, etc. The movie ends, he goes to his laptop to check Facebook for the...

Jesus Please Forgive Me

As I opened the doors to the church, so the long phalanx of people waiting outside could enter, I nodded at the preacher standing in the pulpit. Besides me, he was the only person who knew what was about to happen, or so he thought. I looked across the church and saw that my wife had noticed the exchange between the reverend and myself. She smiled nervously. I guess she didn't think that I liked him much. In her mind though, any contact between the two of us was good. As the hundreds of...

Fucking Christine

Fucking Christine Christine was a full figured sex bomb. She had long brunette hair and a nice set of tits. She had deep grey eyes and was one hot Mexican bitch who wanted to fuck me off. I remember dancing with her, and my hard on bulging between my pants. Her pussy probably got real wet from my manhood. I waned to cup her ass cheeks in my hands and ram my tongue down her throat.I can imagine having her hot pussy—fucking off together. We’d start frenching and grinding on each other, she can’t...

Christina

There is something about eastern mysticism that has always fascinated me. I’m a pushover, I guess, for anything ornate, anything baroque, anything that celebrates life in all its gaudy detail. So when Xavier called me from Los Angeles to invite me to the Hare Krishna festival of the chariots, I reacted as I might have to an obscene phone call from Roger Vadim: — with a gush of sensual enthusiasm that I could not have hidden if I had wanted to. ‘You really should come, Christina, ‘ Xavier’s...

DEEPTHROAT from CHRISTINA

I absolutely adore my beautiful daughter and admit I like most human males lusted after her when she began developing as a teenager. As Sarah my wife and I often paraded around the house in the buff and sunbathed naked as no neighbours overlooked our back garden both she and son Rick had no hangups on seeing naked bodies. I,d always held back on doing more than giving Christina fatherly hugs and kisses at least till her eighteenth birthday and I already said how that all went “tits up” great...

Christine

Christine ist 22, studiert und verdient sich nebenbei etwas Geld in dem sie Nachhilfe in Mathe gibt. Sie hat für ihre Größe (knapp 1,60 Meter) mächtige Brüste, die schön steil nach oben gerichtet sind und einen geilen Arsch schön voll und rund, aber dennoch sehr fest, wie geschaffen für einen Arschfick. Christine sitzt gerade in einer Vorlesung. Sie trägt einen langen schwarzen Rock und ein schwarzes Top mit tiefem Ausschnitt wodurch man einen perfekten Einblick auf ihre Titten hat, begünstigt...

Aunt Christine

I was coming home in the summer of 1958 from a night out with my buddies. I was 16 and horny as a toad! I was a virgin and had a constant hard on. My parents were on vacation and my Aunt Christine was staying at the house to make sure that I didn't get into trouble. She was a surprising choice because she supposedly had a checkered past. She liked her booze and her men. We lived in a duplex so we always used the back door. As I walked past the living room window, movement caught my eye. ...

Christine

I met Ruth at college when I was nineteen, she was a twenty-five-year-old teaching assistant in another department. We clicked and soon enough were an item. Things were smooth for a few years, but as sometimes happens, we drifted apart and broke up a year after I finished my bachelor degree. I moved away from town for a couple of years for a job but came back for a better one. My second week back in town I bumped into Ruth at a local bar. One thing led to another and we ended up in...

Tribulations of a Transgendered Christian

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Christina

Christina "I want you to have a go at playing this" she said as she put a new music score up in front of me on the piano "Moonlight Sonata. It needs to be played with so much emotion and tenderness. I really do want to hear what you make of it." Like all of the piano pieces I played I had never heard of this before. My parents weren't rich and we didn't have a gramophone, but we did have a radio, which was always switched on to the light programme. They didn't play classical music...

The Very Good Christian

We were out for our summer works do.It was organised for a local pub close to work, just a few drinks after work on a Friday night.As I was driving I wasn't drinking but went along for the laugh anyway.Abigail was a girl working in the office at the time who obviously didn't go out much and had led a quite sheltered life (seemingly).She often told us about her Church and talked to us about her religion.She was very pretty in a plain sort of a way.As the night progressed she steadily got more...

Training Christine

All comments appreciated unless they are only to harass me or my work and don't offer any insight. Thank you and enjoy :) ----------------------------------------------------------- Christine came out of the store with a small cart full of groceries for her and her loving husband of many years. I watched her as she she walked towards the back of the dim lit parking lot I decided to make my move. I moved out from behind my white sedan and almost ran towards her, making little noise on...

The Christening

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BSC06 the Jennifer EffectChapter 24 The Christening

The next night was Monday night and that saw Adam back at Jennifer’s apartment eating pizza again but this time with Sophie and Rhea. Everyone was still naked and Rhea was busily telling everyone about her day and how wonderful it had been to go to school in the nude. “Everyone just seems to be much nicer to each other when they are all naked together” Rhea was saying. “Being Totally Nudity Friendly really will prove to be just so good for the whole town. Just you wait and see. And ... not...

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Chapter 1 -- Confession "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been one week since my last confession." "Go ahead, my child." "Well you see Father, there is this older guy in the apartment building where I live. I think he is soooo hot! Excuse me, I mean I find him very attractive. He is tall, dark and handsome, and very sweet, you know the prince charming kind of guy." "And how old is he?" "33." "That's not very old. How old are you?" "16." "Ahhh...I see. Well, you know, my child,...

The Magic of Christmas

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Booby Christmas

Are you looking forward to a merry Christmas this year? Of course, you are! But how is that supposed to happen when you have to deal with family over the holidays? Fuck, you can’t even say ‘the holidays’ without some dipshit falling over and having a heart attack because you used the phrase ‘the holidays’ instead of Christmas.Do you know what stands between you and a peaceful, fantastic Christmas? Well, people! People ruin everything. So instead of dealing with people over Christmas, the...

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The Daddy Who Hates Christmas

I know what you’re thinking. It’s Christmas time, so that means lots of snow with carols and an unlimited supply of hot chocolate. But in reality, with mother nature never being able to make up her mind. It’s a semi chilly boring night, filled with the usual run of the mill people, scurrying about spending all their money. On the plus side, I have the night off, and I’m able to spend it with my beautiful baby girl as she lounges around in a loose tank that her mouth-watering breast keeps...

The Chauffeur 49 Christmas

By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 Chapter 1 As my eyes opened on Christmas morning, I felt as if a weight had been lifted. As usual, Dakota was all snuggled into me and Jill had her back to my back. I woke both my sleeping beauties with little kisses. I started first with Jill. She wore herself out the past couple of days getting Diane ready for the wedding. I gently kissed her neck, her shoulders, and her chest. My fingers gently glided over her beautiful body. It took a few minutes but...

A Slave for Christmas

A Slave for Christmas A Slave for ChristmasSynopsis?I could scarcely believe the other girls in the office hated me that much, but there I was on a stage, naked, manacled and gagged waiting to be auctioned as a house slave for the Christmas to New Year period. And I?d had no say in the matter.? A Slave for Christmasby obohobo WarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by...

Blue Christmas

‘Well, if you really need someone, I suppose I could do that—if you really need me.’ Clara tried to make her reluctance quite clear, but Elizabeth was having none of that. She just cheerily plowed along, working on getting Clara on the road to fill in for no-shows among the volunteers at the soup kitchen where Elizabeth was working that evening. Nothing had put her off—not Clara’s remark that it was already dark, not her observation that it had begun to snow—not even her noting that it was...

Another pussy for Christmas

Another pussy for Christmas ***** In "A pussy for Christmas," Paul asked for a pussy for Christmas, without realising that "pussy" has a double meaning. In this sequel Paul, now Paula, visits her cousin Joseph, who turns out to have a very similar wish. (You don't really need to read "A pussy for Christmas," but it helps. If you want to, just click the author link at the top of this page and it should be easy to find). ***** Paula looked into the bathroom mirror and...

Mary Christmas

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Marys Christmas

Introduction: The magic of Christmas is in the giving For reasons of my own, I no longer allow comments, nor do I make them. If you would like to offer a critique, please send me a pm. I can only improve with your very valuable input. This is my entry to Calling All Writers, Chapter 9. Please join our website and go to the Sex Stories Forum to enjoy more stories, and to vote. Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nicks Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for...

Marys Christmas

Mary pulled up next to the barn at Nick’s Christmas Tree Farm, the first Saturday of November. The farm opened for business the weekend before Thanksgiving. Mary had worked each season for the past seven years, and always came out a week early to walk through the fields of evergreens. It was the slowest time of year for her design business and this seasonal job allowed her to utilize her creativity. The sun felt warm on her shoulders, while the air was cool against her face. The dried autumn...

Yet another pussy for Christmas

This is a sequel to my previous two Christmas stories, "A pussy for Christmas" and "Another pussy for Christmas". You don't have to have read them first, but it helps. Just click on "Paula Girl" and you will find a list of my stories, including those two. ***** As she had the previous year, 14 year old Paula looked in the mirror and smiled, as she looked forward to Christmas. Paula was growing into a very beautiful young woman. Over the past year, she had graduated from an A cup...

A Merry Kyla Christmas

Winter had finally arrived and the snow was falling generously outside. It looked so serene as the white fluffy specks fell graciously to the ground as I looked out my kitchen window. The fresh coffee brewing sent the aroma through the air of the kitchen and brought my senses more to life as I waited for the dark liquid to finish dripping so I could pour some in my awaiting mug on the counter. I knew it would warm me up. It had too. Looking out the window made me feel the coldness surround...

Oh Just F ck F ckin Christmas

I think I was five or six when the magic of Christmas began to be destroyed for me. Before that, it was all sitting on Santa’s lap, parades, Christmas village at the mall. Small, penny candy canes were for the asking and there was always a tree. Never the greatest tree but we generally didn’t have a Charlie Brown tree either, so yeah, it was a Merry Christmas at the Thompson house. Ah, sorry … apartment. We lived in an ancient apartment building in midtown. To a kid growing up it was a...

The Cat who Came for Christmas

On a cold and rainy Christmas Eve, in a small house by a large patch of woods, a small but close-knit family sat drinking hot chocolate and cider around the fireplace. In the corner stood a modest Christmas tree, glowing with colored lights, glass balls, and tinsel. Underneath the tree was a small pile of presents. Outside, the wind soughed in the trees and rain pattered against the window, but the family was snug and warm in its little house. There were just three of them: a mother, a father,...

Warming Father Christmas

Warming Father Christmas Copyright Oggbashan November 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ It was late afternoon on Christmas Eve. I had wrapped all the presents for the grandchildren and made sure all the ingredients for the dinner on Boxing Day were in the...

What Do You Want for Christmas

‘You just don’t have any sense of adventure anymore,’ complained Debbie. ‘Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?’ I wanted to know. ‘It has nothing to do with my job,’ she replied. ‘And for your information it is usually burglars that I’m involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don’t mind about the fact that you can’t contribute much to the rent, but I just don’t get any...

All She Wants for Christmas

“Please Mommy! Can’t we go see Santa?” cried the twin girls. Victoria Kramer was wishing she was anywhere but the mall right this moment, but here she was, and of all days, she was there on Christmas Eve. She was here because her mother called her in a panic asking – no begging – her to pick up those special cheese nut balls that only Hickory Farms sold in the mall during Christmas. Victoria had agreed before she realized two things: first, it was Christmas Eve, and second, the twins would want...

Merry Christmas

Christmas day dawned bright for Katie Shaw. Her clock radio had awakened her to the sound of Christmas carols and news of snow falling since 2:00 that morning. There must be at least three inches on the ground. The prospect of the roads being covered didn't dampen Katie's spirits as she turned on the shower while she brushed her teeth.Stepping from the shower Katie took down the oversized towel and rubbed it briskly over her skin. She could feel the electric tingle she created as she rocked the...

What Do You Want for Christmas

"You just don't have any sense of adventure anymore," complained Debbie. "Like all those muggers and murderers you deal with everyday?" I wanted to know. "It has nothing to do with my job," she replied. "And for your information it is usually burglars that I'm involved in catching, not murderers. The problem is with you. Ever since you finished acting school, all you do is sit around here and mope. I don't mind about the fact that you can't contribute much to the rent, but I just don't get any...

A Family Christmas

Trevor Lloyd was the nicest man I’d ever known. He was kind, compassionate and genuinely cared about other people. So it was no surprise to me or the rest of the neighbourhood that he couldn’t bear to leave his wife of fifteen years when he found out she was having an affair. The rest of us, including his children, all knew what was going on, but no one was willing to break the poor guy’s heart and tell him. Mr Lloyd had a few house staff who he was extremely generous to. He had a housekeeper...

Searching For Christmas

Under the pale light of stars, minister Steve Bogan drove stealthily to a nearby motel. It was daybreak on Christmas Eve, and Steve’s only time to get away from his wife, who staying at his brother’s house for the morning taking care of his two small children. Although Steve and June had been married six years, the spice had gone out of their relationship and things had become very humdrum. The first few years of their union had been blissful, with many trips to the Enchanted Place for frantic...

I Hate Christmas

(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guy’s concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here – I’m doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all about? Down here in the desert, if you put up a Christmas tree, five days later it’s a bone-dry skeleton surrounded by a pile of brown...

The Most Wonderful Follow Up The True Meaning Of Christmas

The Most Wonderful Follow-Up: The True Meaning Of Christmas By Katharine Sexkitten I left the security guard clothes in the public washroom. They smelled. In fact they reeked. No doubt about it. Up until earlier this morning, I would have thought the odor was unusual, and not altogether attractive. Now I thought they smelled like heaven. They were completely covered in my own cum, more or less dried. I remember vividly making the mess. It was more cum than I'd ever...

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