I checked tomorrow's schedule, and found I had a full day of appointments. The last one was at 5 pm, and there was a capital 'R' next to it. The 'R' denotes that the client had requested you specifically. Next to it was the name James. My stomach fluttered at the thought of my last appointment with James. His doctor recommended he get weekly massages along...
Do not Copy me its not nice! ADULTS ONLY!! If your not an adult, where the hell are your parents? ##Please send any feedback you have to the link below or IM me on yahoo messenger! I love to hear from people so feel free. Based on my life: Names and places have been changed to protect privacy. ***** I hadn’t seen him in close to seven years. Amazing how e...
"These pork chops are too dry again!" came Father O'Connor's grizzled old baritone voice from the dining room of the rectory. "Why do you always overcook the meat? What's wrong with you? Did your mother never teach you how to cook a decent dinner?" Joan rolled her eyes. If the seventy-three year old priest did not appreciate her culinary efforts, then why d...
My name is Jenny. I am 5' 1" with nice legs, beautiful skin, and big breasts. I was born in Detroit, but my parents moved to a little farm my dad bought in northern Michigan. 40 acres and Dad's inexperience at farming left us poor. My mother suggested taking in a lodger. Ed had retired from farming. Although he was at least 30 years older than my parents an...
Note: This story may be offensive to Catholics. It messes with convention and blatantly contradicts and challenges the Catholic Church. It also presents a Priest as a masochist and a sinner. If any of these things offend you I urge you not to read this story Special Thanks to SimonBrooke (found through the volunteer editor program) for being my editor on t...
This is a true story. That stated, I must make some clarifications. All scene witnessed by me are exactly as they happened. Those not witnessed are as they were described to me in concert by the three main participants; so I believe them. However, the dialog is not exact but is as close as I can remember. I am sure it correctly corresponds to the meaning and...
Author's note: Captain Simpson continues his adventures in India (1760's) in the service of the East India Company. * * * * * Captain Simpson awoke too late to avert the explosion of semen from his engorged cock. The natural outcome of a particularly erotic dream featuring the buxom Mrs. Rev. Jones in the act of receiving his thrusting cock in her hot wet...
I am not a Catholic so please excuse me if there are any errors I have written in this story regarding that church or how it operates. I'll start by saying I'll admit to being on this earth for over sixty years. In my younger years I liked the girls and they seemed to like me, even if I didn't look anywhere near the guy that the girls took second looks at. T...
My life was really empty before I met Mohammed Hassan. Seriously. I was living in North London, England. The town where I was born, yet a place where I always felt like an outcast. Being a five-foot-eleven, 260-pound woman in a world built for slender girls will do that to you. It seemed to me that the world was simply not made for someone like me. I have bl...
Linda goes back to Randy's I guess that not only am I an exhibitionist, I am somewhat a submissive. I think that it comes from my strict Catholic upbringing. My mother was a good Catholic wife, pregnant all the time. She had no desire to be anything other than a mother, at least that's what it seems. If she ever had any dreams of being anything else, she ne...