This is a fairly different story for Loving Wives, taken from a different perspective. There are no sex scenes in this story. It deals with the possible implications of confessing to an affair that had remained secret. I'm guessing that this will not be a high scorer, but take heart: at least it isn't long! Though this story references DeGarde, Louisiana, i...
There is no sex in this story. Just a conversation between a husband and wife about cheating. ***** "Sit down Honey. We need to talk." I said to my wife as she walked into the house. She had just come home from work and looked at me strangely as she tossed her keys onto the end table and put her purse next to her recliner. "I don't know what has gotten...
Standing in the middle of the ruined remains of New York City, he let out a deep sigh. The fallen archangel once known as Lucifer Morningstar looked at his handiwork, and shook his head. How could it have ended like this? He never imagined it would come to this, not even in the depths of his darkest nightmares. Housed in the body of his latest Vessel, Lucife...
"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned." Warm and lush, her voice trickled through the thin partition of the confession booth, and jolted me into consciousness. I had been mulling over the dream that had attacked me that morning, a dream surely sent by the devil to torment me. I had dreamt of a sea of rolling flesh, quivering buttocks and strident nipples, wh...
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...
On Sunday most girls in our HoH (Head of House) lifestyle in the UK would receive their maintenance by their Father or husband. Nothing sexual in either case just a regime set up to ensure the female of the family is taught to conform to the instruction of the men to serve them. You maybe did not realize how traditional this is for young ladies and women!...
As both a writer and a reader of erotic stories I have watched the arguments rage back and forth at the stories, at the public comments, on the bulletin boards and in emails. When a spouse strays, when should forgiveness be offered and when should it be withheld? Its pretty easy to make one general observation. No matter what how any given story handles the...
Preacher Man, I know whatcha' do. I KNOW whatcha' do late at night. I SEE whatcha' do, old Preacher Man. You don't see me, neither does she. I am there. I am in church late at night. So very late at night. Too late for good boys and girls to be out. I am there. You take her to play. You take her TO church late at night. You take her IN church late at night....
After the service, Mrs. Jones told her family she would meet them at home. She walked back into the church and turned towards the confessional. She paused for a moment and then stepped in. "Forgive me father for I have sinned." "Mrs. Jones, is that you? How long has it been since your last confession, my child?" "Two days, father." "Two days? What brings...
There are times in our lives when most of us have tried to run from painful things. I've buried myself in work and distracted myself with food or buying things I didn't need. Sex and alcohol are major distracters for many. The problem with burying pain and anger is that it leaves them intact to rise again, like an evil spirit. Pain and anger stay with us,...