Girona Cathedral Stories

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Dark Passage

by Jen24 on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

"It may be a perverted taste, but I love prostitution, and for itself, too, quite apart from its carnal aspects ... The idea of prostitution is a meeting place of so many elements - lust, bitterness, complete absence of human contact, muscular frenzy, the clink of gold - that to peer into it makes one reel. One learns so many things in a brothel, and feels s...

Road Trip to Perpignan

by Nyaeve on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Back when I was a lot younger, eighteen or nineteen at the time but I still thought that I knew more or less everything, an old boyfriend of mine invited me to go to his parents' house near perpignan in France. The house was on the coast there and sounded adorable. Even then though I wasn't stupid and soon checked out that we weren't going to go on our own b...

Wee are Not Amused

by Adrian69702006 on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Anne drained her cup and glanced around Wendy's sitting room. It wasn't unusual for her to have coffee and cake with Wendy on a Thursday morning, but this was no ordinary Thursday. It was Maundy Thursday and this year the Queen was coming to distribute the Royal Maundy to local deserving senior citizens at Woodchester Cathedral. Although Wendy wasn't a recip...

Our Trip to Canada Ch. 05

by mummys dirty angel on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

I awoke early, despite the escapades of the previous evening that carried on 'til the early hours. Josh was sleeping peacefully and showed no sign that he was about to wake. I ran my finger down the inside of his arm and got no response, he was out, completely. Making my way to the bathroom I flicked the button on the laptop and planned out the next part of...

Erin Go Boom: Tale of a Pius Man

by RC_of_Doom on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Father Francis X. Williams watched the fat man walk into the gift shop alcove in the back corner of St. Patrick's Cathedral, and slowly, quietly, pursued him. Francis, though he preferred Frank, didn't know why he followed the man. There was nothing particularly interesting about him. It was hard to tell what ethnicity he was, since his face was covered in...

Blood and Ice Ch. 20

by shadow_raider on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

sorry for taking so long computer problems as per usual anyway enjoy and again a huge thanks to my editor ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter Twenty: Taking Flight When I woke the next morning I knew there was something wrong. Was it really that easy to defeat the light raiders? The answer had to be no! Gabriel was up to something but I didn't know what...

Chess: Confession

by fafhrd09 on Jul 4, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Jon Chess strode up the steps of the Cathedral of Light in Stormwind, disquieted. Jon had not seen Priann, his usual confessor, for some weeks. Days ago, he had asked Brother Benjamin, one of the instructors of the priesthood novates, if he could tell Jon where she had been assigned. "I am sorry, Master Chess... if she has been assigned elsewhere, I would n...

Blood and Ice Ch. 21

by shadow_raider on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

Chapter Twenty One: The White Cathedral When I woke up flash was sleeping on my head and nearly suffocating me. I pushed her off and went to the bathroom. I noticed my wings had grown slightly. When I went to the bedroom mother and father were still sleeping but I could hear a whisper. It was so faint I could just barely hear it. The door that went to the r...

The Sultanah Ch. 03

by YKN4949 on Sep 12, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Dear Reader, thank you so much for reading this story. It has taken nearly a year of my writing life to get the whole thing finished. This is Chapter 3 of 14 chapters and the total is over 250,000 words. It is my Dirk Diggler/Jack Horner act of hubris: my attempt to write an erotic adventure story that pulls you in with a story you want to read, even when th...

Divine Celebration

by ImTellinMom on Aug 26, 2019
Fantasy

In a world riddled with pain and suffering, a body of hate, anger, and torture, lives a solitary cancer of joy, a blemish of pleasure and happiness. A solitary cathedral, echoing their religious harmonies, worshiping carnal wants desires. A cult of pleasure, a religion of satisfaction. Every aspect o life here is made for nothing but enjoyment. Many mock the...

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