I don't remember my first months at the convent. They say it was trauma amnesia. I was 7 years old when I was left there after my parents were killed in a car accident. I can not complain about the life I had there. It was better then an orphanage. The sisters taught me everything that a girl should know. Cooking, cleaning, and traditional education. I grew...
I appreciate the comments, public and private. I apologize for the delays in the stories posting, but I'm submitting one at a time. The story has to go through the standard approval process before it will appear here. * I'll try to get them to you sooner. My girls were always different. Being so close in age, I always expected them to be similar. They al...
Moving Pictures, Part 3 of 3 Finally, our story comes to a close as the party guests, including 18-year old, on-her-way-to-becoming a sex-goddess, Lianna. Uninhibited and free with her body, Lianna has been entertaining Paul, Martin, Anne and Beth with a sensual, erotic dance. The party soon became a wild orgy of pleasure for the guests. After much fun and...
Bethany sat by herself in the quiet darkness of the office, trying to decide exactly what she would say when the youth pastor, Brother Joe came in. She'd thought about it a long time and although she didn't exactly have all of her ducks in a row, she certainly knew what she thought she would do. Sweat was starting to bead up on her forehead as she sat there,...
I received some great feedback on my other two, true-life stories. I also received several private messages asking that I write more and to tell about my first experience with a black woman. So I thought I'd try. Now understand, this is NOT a "sex story" so if you're looking for that kind of a story you need to look elsewhere. I also am not making any type o...
I slept between Nancy and Don in their king size bed still naked, of course. Sometime during night I woke up with the bed bouncing under me. Nancy was on top of her husband slowly fucking him. I reached over and sucked her left tit and played with her ass until they both came. Figuring I was still on cleanup duty, I licked both of them clean. I'd finished Na...
In Chapter one our heroine, Kate, a successful business woman turning 60, has asked herself a troubling question. Is she a slut? Thus began a series of chapters in which she describes to her husband Henry (her fourth husband) her life beginning with her late teen years and her sexual activities at each stage. The portion in italics in each story is her recol...
Anniversary Celebration Day One. CJ's confession... or was it just her imagination In my sexual haze, I naively questioned, "Hank? What about Hank?" She bent forward as she shamelessly whispered so low I could scarcely hear her, "I fucked Hank." She felt my dick gradually start to swell and she knew I had become aroused with her confession of her affair...
"Julia, this nonsense of a 'Time Out' in marriage is just an excuse for one or the other partner to justify having a short 'fling'. If you keep coming at me with this stuff, I'm starting to think you just want to fuck around. Well, I won't stand for it." "Honey, the magazine insisted ..." "You want to have sex with another guy, then say so and I'll have th...
I never even liked Brian Thomas Salabis, never liked him from the time his family moved to Pill Hill, a 1950s suburban development, so called because of the many doctors who lived there. He was all of six years old then, a mouthy, sometimes obnoxious kid with a penchant for mischief. I feared for my son Daniel, feared that Brian would be a bad influence. Tho...