Black Onyx presents his newest series of erotic stories to satisfy the sensuality and sexuality of every soul. Satisfaction guaranteed! * * * * * You may call me a sinner or whatever you want to call me! But I am a woman who knows what she wants and I go for it with no one stopping me to get what I want. I am all dressed up to go get my prey. Push-up...
Pretty girls saunter across the market place with their boyfriends, a gentle breeze coming off the bay pushing cotton blouses hard against little breasts. I sit on the terrace café in front of the Hotel City Garden, looking at the long shadows thrown by the Church of the Immaculate Conception, and listen to the tinkle of chatter and young laughter. I am d...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Sacred albeit salaciously sacrilegious, with Sister Kathryn reluctant at first, Father Thomas has his wicked sexual way with Sister Kathryn and has anal sex with the fallen nun. Continued from Chapter 5: "Mother Superior confessed that you've been troubled, my child. The Holy Mother told me that you...
Father Francis X. Williams watched the fat man walk into the gift shop alcove in the back corner of St. Patrick's Cathedral, and slowly, quietly, pursued him. Francis, though he preferred Frank, didn't know why he followed the man. There was nothing particularly interesting about him. It was hard to tell what ethnicity he was, since his face was covered in...
Chapter 7: Arthur vs. the Post Arthur groaned as he woke. It took a moment to remember where he was. He got up on his knees and elbows and wiped the soil off his face. His left eye wouldn't open; a crust of dried blood and dirt kept it glued shut. His head throbbed when he sat upright. The light seemed too bright at first; the moon illuminated the camp from...
"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was...I'm not sure. But is it alright if I ask you a question? It's about sin, Father." Father Chullikatt knew the young blond woman from the balcony beneath his cell window. She attended Mass often enough that she passed for a practicing Catholic now-a-days. He had seen her at Christmas Mass and a fe...
I heard a dog bark in the distance. A chink of light came around the edge of the blind as the sun rose for the start of another day. As it climbed a little more, patterns of light danced on the wall until a single strong beam was cast on the wooden crucifix that hung directly opposite the end of my bed. Another day! But this was no ordinary day -- it was th...
Mason lead the vampress' up to his room and through the door. The man still lay out on the balcony passed out from what Mason figured was exhaustion and fright of the last few nights out alone on the property and running for his life. In the center of the room stood a young priest, whom Mason had captured as he left the rectory a few nights ago. The promise...
After a thorough examination of her conscience, an endless internal debate, Sara finally found herself kneeling in a small booth, facing her priest. They looked at each other through the screen. Her church had been assigned a new priest who was recently out of seminary. It had been an adjustment for the congregation, but Sara liked that she could almost rel...
Father John McMurray always felt a nervous tremor run through his body when winter was approaching. It wasn't the ice wind from the Atlantic that caused this sensation. Standing in the sacristy and preparing to carry out his clerical duties, with the first chill of winter pressed to his skin, his heart always leaps at the thought of what he would soon see....