Mrs Sang Stories

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Make Me a Channel of Your Peace

by Nephylim on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

"To some death comes as an Angel of Mercy, to release them from suffering, to ease them into the last long sleep. Often, after illness it is said that death comes as 'a blessing'. But, in the end death always comes as a thief in the night; unexpected, unwanted, unwelcomed." The minister looked out over the sea of faces. The Chapel of Rest was full to bursti...

Painted Skies & Clementines

by SaintlyMouse on Mar 27, 2018
Romance

Indigo Fields was the love child of small town bad-ass Veronica Fields and small town mayor's son Jeffrey Silverman. Though no one outside the three of them knew that. She was born into a family of one in the back of her mother's "borrowed" pickup truck in the middle of- you guessed it- an indigo field. Her mother always said her name was destined for her. '...

The Flight of Mrs. Claus

by The_Light_O_the_Moon on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Santa's wrists were broken. It happened when the moonshadow glacier calved. A block from the thickest glacier in the world ripped away, fell, and smashed onto dry ground, ringing the earth like a cymbal. Santa's Baublesmith Compound was only a quarter mile away and the seismic waves passed under it, rattling windows, tables, and elves. But the problem sta...

Charles and Diana Ch. 10

by surober1 on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Charles Richards stood up to help his beautiful new bride, Diana Maitland Richards, stand so she could walk down to the stage area of the nightclub in The Riviera Resort in Las Vegas, where they were staying on their honeymoon. Diana had agreed, as a favor to the concierge of the resort hotel, to perform a few songs that evening in return for a free dinner a...

The Costume Closet

by DaisyinChains on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Is everyone here? We need to get this faculty meeting started. We have a lot to discuss," said the gray haired principal, settling his glasses on his nose and shuffling a stack of papers loudly against the podium. An older woman with a steel gray severe bob of hair and a pinched face raised her hand. "Sir, Isabella is missing, again." She grimaced in disap...

The Garbage Prince Ch. 02

by JimBob44 on Feb 24, 2020
Novels and Novellas

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. Chapter 14 Todd woke up at eight thirty and went down to the kitchen. He spun the last of the pizza dough, then quickl...

The Smell of Her Persian Love Hole

by Subtext on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

I'm not sure if this experience started my Femdom fixation but it certainly did bring it to fruition! When I was eighteen I stayed with an Iranian neighbor of ours while my parents went on a cruise. According to everyone they were good Muslims since the wife was always covered when she left the house. Therefore, my mother thought I was being left in a good r...

A Stitch in Time Pt. 05

by MarshAlien on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 16 There was a fairly large crowd of kids outside of the school when Jeanne, Jill, and I arrived on Monday morning. They seemed oblivious to the threatening clouds overhead. Instead, they did their best to pretend to be involved in conversations. It became obvious from the sidelong looks we got as we walked toward the steps, though, that they were a...

Crime & Punishment: The Prequel Ch. 02

by RichardGerald on Nov 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This is the second part of the crime and punishment saga. I intend to write this story before, after, and through the old story. My friend John did the original edit on this part a while back. It has gone through many revisions and edits since then. I'm sorry to see that some are not reading because they did not like how I resolved the last version. Sorry,...

Managing Mrs. Burton

by LaurelAspen on Jan 8, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Paul Bartlett stopped typing to glance at his watch. Another ten minutes until his five o'clock appointment, time for a couple more paragraphs. No sooner had he resumed work at the PC, than the silence was broken by the sound of a doorbell. Again he halted but, rather than irritation at this break in concentration, felt elated. An early bird eh, mused Paul,...