This is a story of an alternate reality where there is a branch of Christianity that has rejected the dogma normally associated with sex. Posted 23 Oct 07 -- Revised June 09 Chapter 4: What Are Words For "That was quite an experience last night, wasn't it?" asked Laura. Marcia had just woken up, and looked over at Laura. Laura was sitting at the vanity...
Before I start writing about my very first panty sniffing experience, it is fitting that I write about the incident that started me on the panty sniffing itself, namely the prelude to the actual incident. It starts off many years back where an innocent 18 year old boy starts masturbating for the first time. At that time, I was totally innocent. I had never...
This story involves some caning, a martinet, and bodily functions so if those things bother you, read no further. All characters are over 18. ***** Beth Wilson returned to her school duties as deputy headmistress and literature instructor after the delightful getaway at her old friend Maisie's seaside home. The term went quickly, partly because the weather...
My name is Samuel Clarence Marcelin, and I am a young man of African-American descent living in the City of Dubai, in the United Arab Emirates. Like many men the world over, I find Arab culture fascinating...especially the ladies of that culture. I came here at the behest of my employer, Magyar Ltd, a Hungarian-American civil engineering company that does a...
Like many before me, I find myself in a rut. Same-old day-to-day frustrations at work, nothing seeming to inspire me and nothing to look forward to saving the day I can chuck it all in and walk away a free man. I do my best not to bring my gorgeous wife down with me, but the emptiness pervades everything I do so it is inevitable that she is affected by my ma...
The two women were seated in the living room. Rodney had just walked in, clutching the paper bag with his loin cloth, moccasins and headband. Shit, he thought. His mother is entertaining the famous Mrs Reilly. The lean, lustrous local celebrity. Oh my god, he thought. The first time she had ever been in their house. She was said to be a friend of eminent...
Tuesday at 1 PM was when everyone arrived at the girls' high school for their graduation; before the actual ceremony began, the all-female performance of Hamlet was seen, and Camilla, in her scene as Ophelia, predictably wore no panties under her knee-length dress. Being more used to Camilla's outrageousness by now, Akemi--in their scene as Hamlet--only blus...
From a very early stage in my sexual development, I knew that when I got serious about boys I should be a fellatiator. (MS Word is angrily insisting that "fellatiator" is not a word, but if Colbert is allowed "truthiness" as his defining characteristic then I can take fellatiator as mine.) Between the ages of about sixteen and nineteen I tried to abandon thi...
Chapter 4 : Gemma. "Tell me how it feels, Pix." She was on her side, back to me and knee drawn up. She was caressing herself to order. My hand was in her bum and my voice was in her ear, reminding her of the details of our night out as she obeyed every instruction. "It feels wonderful. It's exactly what I can stand, painful but just bearable and it mak...
Fear comes in many levels and forms, but there is one uniquely terrifying format it takes; the fear of what is within one's self. It's a thinking being's fear, some might say; a fear borne of being self-aware to a detrimental degree. Once you know what you're capable of, there's no way of unknowing that little bit of information And at that moment, if you di...