Max spread her white asscheeks apart and looked at his new prey: a pink asshole and a wet, pink pussy. He stuck a finger in her asshole, and Brenda panicked. "Not there," she cried. "Too big." "Easy slut," Max said with a laugh. "I'm just getting the lay of the land. There'll be plenty of time for that later. Right now I want your married wet cunt." He po...
Author's note: This is part of a long story. No part of it is intended to stand alone. I suggest starting with Part 1 In revising the whole story, I've corrected errors, but also filled in a lot. This has inevitably made it all even longer. My apologies to anyone who read it in the original form and now finds it changed for the worse. If you're looking m...
This story combines spirituality and eroticism. If that combination bothers you, skip this one. It's fiction, and no real people or places are depicted. Thanks for checking out my stories. ------------- It was Springtime. A postcard perfect Sunday morning. The voices of a small choir drifted out of the open windows of a small wood-frame church and mixed wi...
This story is critical of religion, so if that is going to offend you, I suggest reading something else. There is, however, sex. Sunday Morning, Nathan's house Nathan woke and heard his parents moving around downstairs. The smell of the traditional Sunday bacon tickled his nose. It did nothing to alleviate the pit in his stomach. For the first time in as l...
Chapter 17 "Geri's Submission" Kathryn's best friend Geri was a few weeks away from becoming like her, although she wasn't going to do what Kathryn was trained for. Instead, she was going to become Alex's personnel submissive sex slave. He knew that in a few weeks she would start allowing her sexual cravings to become dominate. The K99 drug would take cont...
Introduction This story does not challenge man's faith in God. It does not challenge the Christian faith in Jesus Christ. It does however, challenge some organisations among those that call themselves a 'Church of God'. It does challenge man's abuse of Scripture for profit, in particular it challenges that section of the Christian church, the so-called 'Pro...
I had a conversation with my mother recently that I would like to vent to you about. It was on a Sunday afternoon, and she had just gotten home from work. As we were talking, right out of the blue she asks me if I owned any books on the occult. Not liking where this conversation was going, I asked her cautiously why she wanted to know. Before she could answe...
I was doing nothing special when the conjuration began to come through from the old church of St James the Least, so I popped over to see what was going on. Sure enough, there was the pastor all dressed up in a long white robe, standing inside a pentacle and intoning the usual El + Elohim + Sabaoth + Adonay + Tetragrammaton + Saday ... And Blah Blah Fishca...
"Are you sure John is cheating on you?" Pastor Eaton asked. Not knowing where to turn I had made an appointment with Pastor Eaton to see what I should do after I learned my husband of seven years was having an affair with who I thought was my best friend, Dianne McLean John had been seen going into the Red rose Motel with McLean in the middle of the aftern...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....