I can't believe I just had sex in my mother's bed. Kevin is beside me, sleeping. He always sleeps after sex. The sheets are a mess and I'll have to wash them before my mother gets back. I have a few days, but have an irrational fear of her returning before planned. Across from me, on the wall, is a portrait of my mother that she had taken during her "wild"...
The midday sunlight streamed down and made the leaves of the trees and shrubs look like a vibrant emerald green. Joan's loose white cotton dress flapped in the breeze against her legs as she emerged from the woods. The grass was soft under her bare feet as she made her way into the meadow. Across the clearing she could see some grapes hanging from a vine. Th...
My wife's control over me insures that I have no secrets from her no matter how depraved my hidden desires. As part of my training, she has ordered me to confess my prior deviant acts to the world. This is the second part of a series in which I obey her command that I confess my past experiences as a panty thieving college cross dresser. I have changed some...
*This story is the second part of coffee bar confessions. My thanks to those who gave positive feedback and spurned me on to write it* Tom’s mind raced. Another man was tasting his cum. Lucy’s heart skipped a beat. Had all their fantasies come true at once? When Lee ran his tongue down her chin to clean up what she had spilt, they knew they had. Chapter 2...
As always, the participants in this work of fiction are over 18. * * * * * All of my life, except for the first eight years, has been devoted to serving 'holy mother church' starting as an altar boy and progressing through the ranks until I took my vows. I was very sheltered as a child, and was guided in this path by my parents. I attended all boys schools...
I have found this website, to which to post my 'confessions'. Why do I bother? Perhaps as a catharsis, an emotional cleansing. I have sinned, grievously. Might I yet find redemption? – Erica H. Journal Entry 07/17/02 Mine is a story told a thousand times before. Why, then, do I bother even writing? Perhaps because it happened to me, something I would not h...
"You wananother drink while I'm up?" Karen asked. She was wearing a transparent red nightie with faux feather trim. Her red thong was partially riding up between her legs forcing her to adjust it as she walked. Red was a good color for the tan fleshed woman. Even though she was in her own house and it made more sense to be barefoot she was wearing a pair of...
Note: These stories are written by cc for ls. We are in a long distance relationship and use these stories to explore sexual ideas that we can't explore directly. We had been talking about LS' submissive nature and this is what I wrote. Overall she quite enjoyed the idea of being bound. Any feedback will be viewed by both of us. Enjoy! PS: Imagine, if you c...
"Nice place you've got here, Mother Immaculata. Love the antique feel of the furniture, and that prie-dieu is exquisite." "Now Ben, when we're behind closed doors call me by my given name. How long have we known each other? Since before we gave up our jobs and accepted the 'Sign Your Life Away' program. You have the same burden of leadership as I do, Revere...
Preface - the present I am twenty-six years old. I have two small children, and my whole world revolves around them. My first priority, without exception, is to be the best mother I can possibly be. As soon as Confessions Of A Slave Ch. 01I have the money, I'll finalize my divorce from their father, and I intend to throw a huge party. I have been a teache...