He walked hesitantly towards the door, reminding himself that he needed this tonight. Today's episode kept running through his mind. His long term affair with his secretary of ten years had ended. Her husband had gotten a promotion but they had to move across the country for his new position. So Ms. Proctor turned in her resignation and told him that she was...
"How could this have happened?" Mother Grace practically spit as she paced around in her office. Jeana, the black security guard from last night just stood looking down at the floor, he hands behind her back like a dog who had misbehaved. "Who could have known about the mine?" The nun continued to question. The guard had already given her all the information...
Once again I want to remind everyone that this and the rest of the stories in this series are dedicated to Catheath. She is my muse and my friend. She is very special. I was wakened by Carol kissing my chest. I just lay there with my eyes closed. Then I heard what sounded like a muffled sob and I felt something hit my chest. I opened my eyes and saw Carol...
The cloak of night fell upon the Camp of Blessing, few rays of moonlight made it through the moving clouds. Tonight was especially quiet out here, the school almost seemed abandoned. No guards on the hallways or around the main courtyard. The dinner hall was empty, unused. Only a light flickered through the windows of a chapel. More precisely, the novice's c...
"It was the biggest dick I have ever seen, Mother Superior! Must have been this big!" Jeana exclaimed, while opening her arms wide to show at least two feet in size. Mother Grace simply sat on her chair, her hands clasped together over the desk. Her eyes saw through the guard in front of her, she was frozen, in shock. Jeana stopped talking containing her exc...
For months, Silkstockinglover, hfernandez1983 and others have enthralled me with their illustrated stories. So much so that I finally took the plunge and wrote one of my own. Your comments are encouraged. Like most writers, I have several stories in progress. If there is enough interest, I will publish more in this genre. **** Cupid, the diminutive god of...
This is one of those virgin-gets-taken-by-demon stories, with a small twist. It's an experiment. If people like it, I'll write a sequel. As usual, everyone in this story is over 18. Enjoy. * "I will not allow this!" yelled Tomas Edwards at his daughter Sophie. "I will not have you off to some nunnery to become one of those preachy-god-fearing-bless-the-l...
Sister Claire was a dedicated nun – or so she thought. She had given herself entirely to the demands of her order for over four years. With her colleagues, the Order of the Mount, Claire had given everything she could to the service of her God and to helping the poor and those who had "lost" their connection to God. Claire loved being a nun. Aged thirty, sh...
Just I had finished sucking her pussy to a massive orgasm, the doorknob to the janitor's room rattled. We froze as the door partially opened. We heard a voice say, "That isn't the bathroom Jimmy." It was a little kid looking for the restroom who had entered by accident. The door closed without anyone looking in. We laughed nervously as we looked at each ot...
The TV was still blaring news about the sexual zombie attack downtown. Shelia figures we best gear up and go fight. "First, you two need to shower," Shelia said, looking at Heather and I, "but probably not together." Heather and I looked sidelong at each other rather sheepishly. My midsection was a sticky, shiny mess with a (finally) deflated cock. Heather...