Penny sat at the organ that Sunday morning, the hard bench pressing against her bottom. Her legs were crossed, her top leg wiggling ever so slightly. She tingled from her anus to her clitoris, and her nipples were still sensitive from Gary's vise-like fingers, applied the night before. She heard the porcine minister announce his sermon title: All have sinned...
Chapter 2: 1st Church or is it Hell This story continues describing the life of Pastor Sarah in her new church. Sarah was looking forward to getting to know Frank and Margaret on a more intimate basis, and if she had read the vibes correctly that would not be too hard to do. Several times throughout the day, at their pool and during dinner, they had manage...
I see her here every Sunday, sitting down wearing her tight jeans, her form fitting blouse cut just below the neck showing her perfect 19 year old body, her eyes never leaving the preacher. I know I shouldn't have these thoughts during the sermon, but the way her full lips press together and her chest heaves with every breath makes it hard to focus on what's...
Man, every time I ran into her, the song "She's So High Above Me" starts in my head. I hope I'm not going crazy or anything. My name is Jalil Akbar. For most of my life, I've seen myself as the son of two worlds. My father Mohammed Abdul Akbar was born and raised in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. And my mother Aisha Tabaan hails from the great nation of Somali...
If you want to find out more about Shannon Boyle and her many exploits, she and her buddy Gina feature in many of my stories: How to Be A Good Mentor, Chats in the Stairwell, The Norwegian Made Me Do It, Dylan Gets Luckier... just to name a few. Though, of course, this story stands alone. Enjoy! * * * I was still twitching my new bra into shape as I made...
Chapter 2: Prayer Meeting When Cindy and Reverend Caldwell were done fucking her helped her up pulled her close and kissed her passionately with tears in his eyes. With a shaky voice he said, "Oh Cindy, I hope you do not have a bad impression of your preacher now!" Cindy kissed the tears off his check and uttered, "Oh I don't preacherman, after all you are...
I stand at the alter, naked, save for a tiny black brief that barely holds me in. A few men and women sit in attendance in various states of undress. The preacher, a tall, hard muscled black man wears the black collar with the white tab, and a black tube sock stretched tightly over his long dangling cock. We chat, the mood quiet but jocular, as I tried to su...
It had been a month since the funeral, Johnny had been in his late seventies and Lynne understood that not everyone lived forever, but she did miss him greatly, and she missed the sex. She loved waking up in the morning and giving him a blow job and getting a nice mouth full of her favorite beverage, sweet and salty cum right from the tap so to speak. Her da...
I, Mitchell Ryan Magnuson, born February 2d, 1959 in The city of Joplin, Jasper County Missouri, declare this Document to be my last will and testament; there being no others. Being of sound mind and unbelievably unsound body do herein state: 1. My attorney, Norman Atchison, is the executor of this will. He shall serve without bond and has discretion in th...
How do we survive having an affair, keep our worlds very separate, no-one is above being busted. These are the stories of what not to do. "Harriet, Delete the old number. Got a new cell." Why? "It died". This is a man who has two phones, one for his work or family and the other is for fun. The second phone is a means to being able to arrange sex outside ma...