Michael came from a religious family, so when we started making wedding plans, it was just understood that we would be married by his pastor in the church that his family had attended for the past several generations. This was fine with me. I am not very religious myself, but I figured that it wouldn't hurt, and would please Mike's mother. It was fine with...
This is part one of the first 'love scene' in a story I'm currently working on. 'Preacher Man' is about the relationship that develops between a senior pastor of an aging and struggling suburban congregation, and an agnostic Dominatrix. The preacher is a tormented soul - simultaneously wanting to be the perfect husband to his cold, asexual wife, but needing...
Austin’s words would have given me an orgasm right then and there with the exception of the pain he was inflicting upon my bare bottom. The hot images he was affording me, coupled with the stinging sensations of his hand, had me torn between the two worlds of pleasure and pain. The enema was nearly half empty now, and was growing more then just a bit uncom...
Cook knocked on the door of Pastor Goode's house, "Ah come in dear lady, Mr. Brown told me all about your pending visit and single predicament." It is a huge part of our Christian beliefs that a girl has regular lessons on behaviour and manners, to this end i will take over your education." "Please Pastor..." "Sir, you will always address me in private as...
It was obvious to him from the start that Kat was dominant. She was very attractive, with the athletic appearance of the kind you see in photos of women's track and field events. When Kat first saw Rick at the bookstore she decided that he was the kind of guy she wanted. She noticed him frequently looking at her, and after a while she came over to him with a...
It happened about twenty years ago, and it was, quite simply, the most intense sexual experience of my life. (Please allow me the courtesy of having changed names, not identifying the locale and dialogue as I remember it) I lived with my divorced mother a mile or two from where the suburbs gave way to the country, and right next to a small Baptist church. R...
I taught Communications in a large, state university for 25 years and my wife taught in the School of Nursing for 20. A couple of years ago we retired in our 50's with comfortable pensions. Upon retiring, we moved to a community that was occupied, for the most part, with folks, many retired and most about our age, close enough to the university that I can...
This is the conclusion of this series. As with chapters two and three, it continues where the previous chapter ended. Therefore, the reader needs to read chapters 1-3 before reading this chapter. Saturday Morning - 7 am Realizing that her husband would sleep until eight thirty or nine, Debbie skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen, feeling good about...
Brian walked into the empty, dark home after a hard day at Ohio State Medical School, feeling alone since John, Maria's son, had recently transferred from OSU to Denver University. The university offered a bachelor's Degree in Land Development and Urban Planningnot available at OSU. Maria, John's mother, and hostess for Brian, an upper class exchange studen...
Author's note: This is part of a long story. No part of it is intended to stand alone. I suggest starting with Part 1 In revising the whole story, I've corrected errors, but also filled in a lot. This has inevitably made it all even longer. My apologies to anyone who read it in the original form and now finds it changed for the worse. If you're looking m...