In the 1970s I was a medical student at the University of Washington in Seattle, my hometown. Med school was a good time in my life. It was early in the woman's movement and there only were a few other female students in my classes. We were a bit exotic, at least I like to think so. I enjoyed learning. I looked forward to practicing medicine. I associated...
Mother Superior lapped at the young nun's face and neck, licking up all the spunk with which the priest had defiled her innocent face. The younger woman lay there in shock, almost oblivious to the fact that her older Sister was lying on top of her, their breasts rubbing together, removing the results of the first blowjob she had ever given. As she began to...
Chapter 5: The Shark At the convent where J.R. first met Julia, after he left for college, things changed for Sister Julia. Mother Hicks passed away and a new Mother Superior took over. She was not friendly at all. Mother Superior Lockwood was an old battle axe who acted more like a Marine Corp drill sergeant than Nun. Her tyrannical way of running the conv...
The Edge. That's what I call it. The Endless Darkness. The Point of No Return. Death. The one thing no living thing cannot escape. In my pride, I thought I could do the impossible. Now, I know better. Life has humbled me. My name is Thor Voltaire. A tall, good-looking man with dark brown skin, long black hair and pale golden eyes. A superman who once tried t...
This is the record of my submission to a wonderful superior Mistress: "Men are disgusting and only here to serve us Goddesses". I found her on-line and i was attracted to her so i sent her a message which she responded to. It became apparent that she was a serious dominatrix and She asked if i could meet her for a coffee, chat and public play. Her rules we...
My name is Louis. I'm White and I love my Vietnamese wife so much, but Lilly calls me "Daisy Lou, a Dick-sucker" nowadays, and she's 8 months pregnant from a Nigger-man named Jerome. She keeps me in her panties; it makes me feel good, feminine and servile. Since she doesn't wear panties anymore, now that she's a Nigger-loving wife, she told me I should wear...
"By the Emperor, Nicodemus, can you stop gloating for long-enough to actually do something?" "Oh, sorry. Let me just use my 'blasphemous parlor tricks" to turn back time so that I can warn you not to go this way. Oh, wait, I DID tell you not to. Remind me again what it is you said." "Nicodemus, we don't have time for this." "I think it was something like...
Cecilia was my secretary in a Bangalore-based company. She is a Malayali Christian married to a Tamil guy who works in Dubai. Cecilia had two children then. She used to wear tasteful dresses - matching saree and blouse, and the like. She wouldn't expose any skin, except a little bit of her midriff. She had a full figure. With a bindi on her forehead and jasm...
This is a Sequel to 'An Avenger's Infinite Sex' and the final part of an ongoing series. For maximum enjoyment please ensure you have read some of the previous entries. "I win." Maria Hill stared back in defiance as the Scarlet Witch declared victory; her defeated harem laid out all around them. Taking several deep-steadying breaths, Wanda Maximoff leant h...
Hello, there. Crystal McCain is the name. I'm a five-foot-eight, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. In the eyes of the world, I'm a nice person. I major in Business Administration at Algonquin College and I'm transferring to Carleton University at the end of the year. Privately, I lead a very sordid exi...