Preacher Man, I know whatcha' do. I KNOW whatcha' do late at night. I SEE whatcha' do, old Preacher Man. You don't see me, neither does she. I am there. I am in church late at night. So very late at night. Too late for good boys and girls to be out. I am there. You take her to play. You take her TO church late at night. You take her IN church late at night....
"MMMMM he sure does look good up on that pulpit." I thought to myself as I squirmed in my seat listening to Pastor Trey preach the word. I couldn't help the thoughts I had about the sexy Pastor. He stood 6'0", caramel brown and strong hands. I hope I can get to spend some time with him before he finds a wife, because I truly need some private anointing. Afte...
I was sitting in the pew at my church, just reading and praying and relaxing in the mid-afternoon when I heard the familiar sounds of the church janitor Betty's key in the supply room door. Since she works in the afternoons and the pastor is on vacation, it can be pretty quiet in the church till she comes to work. "Todd, come say good afternoon," I heard he...
"It has been a week since I was here last, and since my last visit, I have thought of you often, touching myself, feeling the wetness ooze out beneath my fingertips. I have certainly sinned, but nowhere near as much as I want to, Father." It was a very deliberate, planned seduction. For years now, my husband and I had been challenging each other, and each c...
Reverend Curtis Hartman felt perturbed. Divine inspiration hadn't been this overwhelming since he and his wife first consummated their marriage. He'd been estranged from her over the past few years, ever since she imposed a vow of celibacy upon him. Sitting alone in the church's bell-tower on a blistery Saturday night, Reverend Hartman could feel the static...
This story is actually the prequel to a story I wrote two years ago, "Sarah Liebowitz' Blog". In that earlier story, the Rev. Darren Brown provided some hints about his former employment. I hope you enjoy discovering the details as much as I did filling them in. * Janelle, the Fifth African Baptist Church of Savannah Georgia's receptionist, waved ta-ta to...
Daphne hurried down the dark sidewalk. She hated walking by herself after the late shift. After a long day working at the botanical garden, the last thing she wanted to do was look over her shoulder constantly on her way home. But here she was, brown eyes flitting from left to right. She rounded a corner only to be faced with a drunk and disheveled man sitti...
CHAPTER ONE My ankles are crossed, and I smooth my pleated skirt over my lap. Today is the day. Word is that this new preacher, Pastor Ben Owens, is a hottie. Personally, I cannot imagine a preacher being anything other than middle-aged, overweight, and balding. That is what the other ministers in my life have been. Bless their hearts. I fan myself with th...
"Amen." As I stepped back from the pulpit, I said, "You may be dismissed to worship or to leave. May the God of peace shine upon you this week." I walked off the platform, to my office. I was taking off my lapel microphone when my lovely wife swept in. Without saying a word she grabbed my belt on the left side of my waist and pulled me toward her as she tu...
I'm Delilah (most people call me Del). Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm 18 years old with red hair and brown eyes. I stand about 5'4" tall and weigh 110 lbs. My tits are small, about 34B, but my nipples are real pointy and sensitive. I trim my pussy, but still have a good bit of naturally red hair. I look forward to Sundays ALL WEEK and I had the m...