Convent life consisted of routine. Years upon years of the same routine until you gave in to the system or regime as some refer to it. The life was hardest of course for the younger nuns and novices. They still had to fight the demons of their sexual desires, and no matter what the older nuns may say, they all had their desires. On those silent, cold, black...
It was usual for undergrads to jog during the darkest hours of the night. While one studied at the bench under the bright lights of the corridors, girls or guys in pairs, or in small groups, would slowly pass by, their toned, muscular bodies covered with sheen of sweat. It was a marvelous display of youth, of raw sexual virility – reminiscence of a passionat...
I am driving through town and decide to stop and have a drink. I had been going non-stop for quite a while on this new project, so I needed a break. As I am driving down the street, I spot a lingerie shop, and I decide to go in and check this place out for myself. The lingerie is great! This store has lots of things to wear to tease and to entice. There is a...
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So we were forced to go on living. Like zombies we passed each other only sometimes opening up about our feelings or thoughts. Free from entanglements, on Valentine's morning, I drove to my late sister's apartment. The purpose was to organize, remember and also, in a way, let go of my sister. My parents were happy that I was doing this. I arrived mid-mornin...
Emma rests her head on her arm and watches the clouds drift by. Many days have passed at the estate since her father brought her here, to spend some time with her cousin Audrey. They had played together when they were very young amidst the poplars and the weeping willows. Life was far more exciting in those earlier days. Now each day passes languidly into th...
Emma had come home a very angry woman, someone had stolen her lovely new, shiny bright car. She phoned the Police and left them to look for it. I had come home early and that is how this story started. Since I had caught my wife having sex with her friends and her confessions, as I called them she had been randy a hell. She had shown a perverse delight in t...
My wife Emma, whom I had caught in flagranto having sex with her friends was confessing to me her ‘Lesbian Affair’ with her two friends and she showed perverse delight in telling the juicy bits. I listened to her with a growing cock under the sheet that covered my nakedness. When I fucked her, Emma cum again. Ok so I felt a little kinky and voyeuristic bu...
I saw her walking casually in front of the dress shop across the street. Her blonde shoulder-length hair swaying gently in the breeze as she stopped and peered into the window of the shop for a moment. The hem of her yellow, summer skirt hung just above her knees, revealing her shapely bare legs. She turned for a moment and glanced at her watch. Then, lookin...
I've been hearing from Jae since that day at her place last week. Her texts are so sweet asking me how my day is going and that she's thinking of me. I've just been responding automatically letting her know that I'm good, but the reality is...I'M FREAKING OUT! Sometimes during the day when I should be working, I find myself smiling. No reason. Just smiling a...