This story is based on a dream that I had one nite, and completed with the kind help of "Gee". It is a work of fantasy, involving religion and nudity. It is NOT an attempt to demean the belief or practices of ANY religious group or person. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or incidents is a coincidence. I had been sent by my editor to cover a "sp...
"You may be seated." We all mechanically, like a herd of obedient sheep, dropped to our creaking pews. Everyone in attendance settled in as comfortably as they could onto the wooden benches, preparing for the long sit through Pastor John's sermon; that is, everyone but me. I was riveted, perched on the edge of my seat. My eyes darted to the stairs leadin...
Ch. 11 song titles Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring (Bach) Prince of Denmark's March (Clarke) Wedding March (Mendelssohn) Heartbeat (Carrie Underwood) An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 11 Ashley's words of wisdom turned out to be some of the best advice Mike and Melody could have ever received. Though they made little progress in learning more about Melody's drea...
This will be the first in a series about two college roommates who have many different sexual opportunities with women by attending and being active in church. The stories will share the interesting lives of the women they pursue As in life one contact leads to another. This will be my first submission in a couple of years. Many enjoyed the Pastor Sarah seri...
We closed the door and Charie, standing wrapped in her damp and redolent sheet, looked at me sheepishly. "Do you hate me honey?" I remembered the girl in the car two and a half years ago who pleaded with me not to put my cock in her pussy, the wife with whom I had enjoyed wild sex for the last year and half, the woman who after visiting the porn shop in New...
(1) He never missed a Sunday morning church service, no, not once in twenty years, so why today did he have to have a flat tire. The flat tire wouldn't stop him from getting his perfect attendance pin, though. He'd still make it to church; he'd get that reward. Jerry Wilkins felt the pride swell up like a dead corpse pushing against the coffin lid, felt...
Rev. Willis P. Smithfield knew the knock of opportunity when he heard it. This was opportunity trying to kick his door in. Amanda Weatherwill had requested a private counseling session with him. He was certain that the last thing Mrs. Weatherwill wanted was advice. She sat primly in a chair in her pastor's office with her hands folded in her lap. This cause...
We have one more chapter to go. We break away from the boys a bit in this one, but they show a united front. Simply read and enjoy. Thank you for following this tale. A special thanks to Overstar for taking time to edit this chapter. Any errors found are my fault and not his, as I tweaked it a bit after I got it back. Now: Chapter 9. IR2R Sunday morning...
Preface to Readers- this is a sexy story of a good looking girl from the Midwest who puts all her energy and grit into a summer job so she can find a new life in New York. As you will soon learn, her brain is not as polished as her body although many admires try to polish it with both hands and then some. Her comments have a regional twang so her grammar is...
Dale's eyes slowly moved over the shapely legs of the woman sitting in the pew in front of him. She wore pantyhose that had a silky sheen to them and they caressed her muscular calves. He could feel his dick begin to tighten against the zipper of his new Sunday suit. His palms began to sweat as the urge to run his hands over those silk covered calves was bec...