Over the next few weeks I thought so much about the old priests. I wasn't proud of myself and I found myself confessing to my husband about my secret thoughts and excitements. Derek was helpless. I knew it embarrassed him and in a way also humiliated him but I couldn't help that. He was a very placid man and hadn't been able to get an arousal for quite a nu...
Written and edited with the help of an ex-catholic friend. This story may stir some controversy but then why write if it tastes like vanilla. * Raised in Boston to love, honor and obey his family and one-day to fulfill his spiritual calling, Tom O'Brien was the youngest of six American bred Irish children. Every Irish Catholic family dreams of the day tha...
**Author's Note: The story is a work of fiction and fantasy. All characters are over the age of 18 and belong to the author along with the creative framework and writing of the story itself. Please do not repost or redistribute without the Author's express written consent. * I weep. Or at least as close to it as possible. It really is more of a senti...
Many thanks to the gorgeous young Terry, whose valuable and caring insight has given me more assistance than she knows. * In my previous story, I told of how I had installed a very sophisticated video camera in a vent in my father's surgery and that it was attached to my computer. I also explained that with good feedback, I would release some of the more i...
Werewolf, to you this is a term used to describe a mythical beast portrayed in books, movies, stories of legend, for me Werewolf is my identity and has been for the six years of my life. My brothers and I were born into a family where the wolf is who we are underneath our human skin. Although we wear our human skin, in our home we are wolves, that is who w...
as always a huge thanks to my editor and you the reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter Twenty Four: The Sword Of Light "Are you sure?" grandfather asked "I'm certain! They also spoke of a city. The infinite city." I said. Father and grandfather looked like they would collapse "What is so great about the sword?" I asked. "It is said th...
Chapter Two. Confessions. I really felt ashamed of myself. Here I was, a happily married respectable woman of 34 fantasizing about 2 old priests. I just couldn't help myself as I lay back on the bed imagining myself in school uniform being interviewed for some reason or other by the 2 old men. As I lay there, fully dressed with my skirt up, gently touchi...
Chapter Seventeen: The Army Of The Dammed Part One "How the hell did he get the orb! I thought that only members of the royal family could touch it." I asked my father. "He got it the same way I brought them to you; by not actually touching them." "Father, Alexander, Peter and Damien your coming with me now!" "To do what Alexandria?" father asked. "...
I hated my father. When I was younger, I had a favorite stuffed animal. However, since I was young, I couldn't pronounce my v's properly. So my favorite stuffed animal was affectionately known as 'My Beaber'. I carried my beaber everywhere with me. I loved the stuffed animal so much that I couldn't part with it, no matter how many people tried to take it aw...
The following story contains scenes of a big-dicked trans girl having her way with a guy. It also contains strong religious elements, and could well be considered blasphemous by those who believe in such things. If you find either element offensive, this isn't the story for you and you shouldn't read it. Everyone in this story is over 18. ------------ "Of...