When Jennifer came to me it was like a new life beginning. Sweet, sweet and innocent Jenifer who - at nineteen, had never had a boy friend straight from a convent. She wanted a room to set up her independence and to get settled in with her online university studies. The owner of a hotel which had been converted into bed sitting rooms I was delighted to gi...
Fr. Pete ordered the girls and Sr. Melanie to pack up their things and put them into the bus. He then told them where to sit. He would have no arguments from them anymore. "Sister Melanie, come here. Sit by me!" Sr. Melanie did as she was commanded. She was very subservient now and did not try to antagonize him. The girls had cried initially but, she calmed...
It was a snowy evening, and I was on my way back to the convent, after being sent out early in the van to take some kids back home from Sunday school. I came around a corner, and the rear of the van slid out and hit a large rock on side of the road forcing it to slide the other way taking out a mailbox. I tried to regain some composure as I exited the van, b...
Father's hunting guests filled the dinner table at Norman Hall that night, and since Mother had suggested that I was about to be initiated into new levels of erotic experience that evening, I quietly scanned the banquet with one thought in mind: Which of these men will Mother bring to my chamber? None was as attractive as Belbouche, whose cock I'd sucked th...
We were at Mary and Huw's for a dinner party ... eight of us. Huw is a writer of modest achievement - so far as he always reminds us - who supplements his income lecturing at the local university. Mary, a striking woman in her early 40's, is a doctor. Huw jokes that all the great writers -- Dickens, Wilde - did their apprenticeships via the backing of wealth...
This is something of a departure from Morlis' timeline/storyline, a side story, if you will and a special project I've intended to finish for some time. I hope everyone enjoys it! ************************************* The market place bustled around him in the warm glow of the waning afternoon sun, church bells in the distance calling the faithful to the...
Mist filled the valley, winding and ribboning through the woods and caressing the buildings of the village, dank with the river's breath. It shivered as it slipped through the gaps under the doors, filled with barely-seen shapes and a faint murmuring, heard by infants and the very old. It swirled along the roads, hurried along by unfelt breezes that were tin...
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...
Notes: 1) If you see this anywhere but Literotica, it isn't supposed to be there! ***** Lislora felt somewhat better in her own clothes, though fetching them from the silent, closed up house had been a little eerie. The journey to the Keep could have been a pleasant one on such a fine day, if not for the speed her cousin insisted on. She gripped the Prin...
WARNING DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE IN ANY WAY RELIGIOUS OR TAKE OFFENCE AT ADULT STORIES THAT DEPICT RELIGIOUS CHARACTERS. * As Dawn was going to the convent to interview prospective employees, she dressed casual but smart. The business suit was not too long and not too short. With a white blouse underneath she looked the part, and it was thick eno...