Preachers Wife Stories

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Cattle Call

by WyrdoBond on Mar 7, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"Deep breath." I can't believe I'm doing this. My whole body tingles with equal parts excitement, nerves, and fear. An hour from now, and I'll be America's newest Beast Porn star. They check my I.D. (again), confirm my age (again), make sure I've taken all magical precautions (again), and check my doctor's report (AGAIN!). I can't get pregnant, and my only...

Preacher's Daughter is Now a Slut

by applevalyan on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

This is Debra again, and it has been almost two years since I wrote 'Memories Of A Preachers' Daughter'. [You might want to read it first before reading this story.] I've gotten many responses to my story and still do once in a while. A few didn't believe it but I can tell you that it all really happen. And now I feel it is time for some updates. My brothe...

Friends Turn Into Lovers

by candass on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

She is a Southern Baptist born and raised babe. Her entire family is made up of conservative Baptist preachers and music ministers and yet, after a sheltered childhood, this 18-year-old "goody goody" is the best sex I have ever had. It happened on a rainy afternoon only a few months ago. We had been good friends for years, but nothing had happened since she...

A Nice Pair Vol. 02

by monkeyjoe3 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

1) Becky – September 11th 2001 It had been my 25th birthday at the weekend, and after a heavy weekend of partying I was really looking forward to going to Rome with Becky for a five day break. We flew out on Monday 10th September, around lunchtime, and got to the apartment we'd rented in late afternoon. The apartment was pretty dingy, in the middle of a blo...

Wasted Years

by oldlover40 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I am transfixed by that one droplet of sea-water making its way down your arm. God, do you smell the fragrance of the ocean? Like a return to the basic stuff of life. Feeling primitive. Sun's going down and the sand is cooling off. Nature is backing away from the tropical heat of the day, but the warmth of your smile dispels the chill and your eyes smolder i...

Caution

by Dar_Jisbo on Mar 30, 2020
Romance

You know how one event can trigger a chain reaction that massively alters the future? As one college student wrote in their bluebook during a history exam, "The First World War was caused by the assignation of the Arch-Duck by a surf, and ushered in a new error in the annals of human history." The Third World War was caused by one nutjob killing a leading...

Ron's Journal 03A

by Hypoxia on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...

Chechen Girls Love Black Men Too

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Good Muslim sisters are supposed to be prim and proper, flawless in their behavior, pious in their demeanor and quietly serene in outward appearance. I think I was absent when they came up with that rule, for I certainly don't follow it. My name is Khava Dzhabrail, and I was born and raised in the City of Grozny, Republic of Chechnya. On November 8, 1990, I...

Did Lizzie Borden Have a Love Life?

by DeniseNoe on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"Lizzie Borden Had a Secret, Mr. Borden Discovered It Then A Quarrel" was the October 10, 1892 headline of the Fall River Globe. The supposed "secret" was one that would have been most damning in that era: the unmarried 32-year-old was pregnant. By October 12th, the story had miscarried and the Boston Globe published an apology. An unscrupulous detective na...

Polyamory Ch. 07: Sex on the Beach

by StanleyFulton on Apr 3, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 7 "Sex on the Beach" We had finished our salads and talked out the question I raised, at least, as far as we could for now. Gladys took charge and said, "OK, Hank, you go get your bathing suit, bring your motorcycle and I'll help Debra get ready." So I put my clothes on, walked home, got my swimsuit and motorcycle gear. I still needed to get Debra...