Life in the parish of St Leonard's had changed in the last few months. A new vicar had arrived, with new ideas, and she had brought resurgence in parish activities. Reverend Maxine Power was in her early thirties, or that's what it had said in the introductory article in the parish magazine. Nobody knew her exact age, but from her looks, a plain looking brun...
This is a simple gentle story. If you want violence, rape, incest or such stuff please look elsewhere. This story is set in the same village as another of my stories, 'The Chair in the Corner', but is in no way a sequel. I hope that it stands up on its own, as they say. I hope you like it. If you do, I'd like to know. If you don't, then I'd also like to kn...
I awoke early. The coffee cup was steaming on the nightstand. I was alone in the room. I sat up and tried the coffee. Scalding, perfect, Louise is priceless. The shower beating on my body reminded me I was alive and drove the sleep out of my tired brain. I reached for a towel and saw Camille standing by the door, naked. "Good morning, Cool," she greeted. "...
I never wear deodorant. Having smelly, all-natural armpits has health benefits, but it also helps me easily separate the men from the boys, or the Bulls from the cuckolds. Last week, I went to the local gym. I was wearing my usual: a cotton sports bra and shorts. I noticed the air conditioning was off. After about half an hour, I was drenched. The creases u...
Submitted to literotica.com by the author. * "Lei," screamed a loud, hoarse, voice, and Zoa could hear the sounds of hard body-plating ramming against metal bars. "Where is she?" "How long has he been at it?" asked Zoa. "A few hours, Officer Zoa," replied the guard. "He is getting stronger and faster every day." "So I can hear," commented Zoa. "The woma...
After that awesome night last week things have just kept getting awesomer. Well, up until now ... I slept really well that night, and only woke up the next morning when I heard the front door closing. It was about ten o'clock. Total Silence. Excellent. I lay there with a big steely early (ha!) morning erection - feeling great. But even though I was temp...
Hey, it's Useli! Be sure to read and review, ladies and gentlemen. I'll be sure to sure to keep pushing out chapters when I have free time. Thanks for reading! - - Their traveling was done at a good pace. They began their traveling early, before the sun had spread it's gilded wings across the azure sky and continued even when the golden sun began to sink...
The following is actually a mash-up of two true stories. I'm going to put them together and change the names, and I have embellished the dialogue a little for dramatic effect, but, trust me, this is all true. Enjoy! ***** "Can we?" Stevie asked, nearly pleading with me. "We're kid-free this weekend and the girls really want to go." By "the girls," she mean...
(A fairy tale inspired by Ria) A long time ago in an enchanted land an ancient but powerful king marries an exceptionally beautiful princess. With nerves that belied his station the elderly King waits on his bed for his very latest and awfully young bride. His bedroom door opens and two ladies in waiting usher in his teenage Queen. Ria dressed innocently...
When I awoke on Sunday morning, Marge was still nestled up to me, breathing softly. I had my usual morning hard-on and felt an urgent need to piss. I disentangled myself and made my way to the bathroom to relieve the pressure. It was apparent that Marge had been up sometime during the night, my clothing was carefully folded and placed on the dirty clothes ha...