(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is one in a series of stories about Susan O'Malley, a sexy older woman who loves to dominate men and women, young and old, with her golden showers. It contains scenes of extreme female domination and sex, pee-drinking, facesitting, farting, etc) Susan O'Malley wasn't much of a church goer. Never, in fact, did she go to church, save fo...
Leroy and Kristen had been secret lovers now for 2 weeks. Kristen's hunger for Leroy's cock had originally been difficult for him to understand- especially considering Leroy's 65 years compared to her age of just-barely-eighteen. Add this to the fact that he was considered none-too-attractive by most women's standards. Leroy felt lucky indeed every time he s...
'Now, after what I just told you concerning this little tale of the young couple, who can tell me exactly what Jesus says about premarital sex?' Reverend Martin posed in his light Southern drawl to his congregation seated in front of him, all eyes held upon his lips and their minds dutifully soaking in every word. His sturdy baritone voice reverberated acros...
As Chapter 4 came to a close, Peter was giving a pool party. Present were Melanie and her daughter in law Dottie, his black friend Harvey, Becky and her husband the Reverend Robert Palmer, and Joe and Susan Palmer, parishioners of the Reverend's church. The party has just begun. * * * * * The atmosphere at pool party that evening was more than a little bi...
It wasn't enough that old uncle what's his name was being given his final send off. They had to spend an otherwise delightful road trip in the pouring rain, thought Carla Potts, Lonnie and Cheek's 29 year old daughter, as she sat dozing in the car's front seat. She wasn't really interested in going to the funeral. There was no DNA between her and the dead gu...
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by ABC. No money is being made and no infringement is intended. Chapter 5 ***** Shirley woke up early the next morning just as the sun began to rise. She heard the sound of heavy slow breathing and turned to head to see her oldest son, Keith laying in bed asleep next to her. Th...
Chapter Five - The Ranch "When the Reverend's great grandfather founded the Sons of Jehovah back in the thirties, the congregation deliberately sought isolation so they would be free to practice their religious beliefs without interference." "But the Reverend was also an astute businessman and knew that to keep his flock happy he would need to provide for...
The woman was beautiful. Her hair was a tasty shade of strawberry-blonde, tastefully styled in a cap of curls around her face. Her inviting mouth was rimmed with red and her pale breasts bulged from just beneath the edges of the lace teddy, teasing him with their plump, freckled tops. He ached to rub his finger along those snowy peaks but he didn't know her...
Thanks again to the major contribution by Literotica author “LeasaJ” Reverend Richardson sat naked, but for a terry cloth robe, deep in the dark confines of his daughter, Kristen’s, closet. Peering through the tiny hole—no larger than the eye of a needle—the pious man sought fervently for a vision he’d pursued for many long years: his disrobed, full-bodied,...
Note to readers: this is a sequel to the story Black Magic, thanks to everyone for reading. * The Sinclair Funeral Home in Jeffersonville was one of those old established places in the mid west, a respectable looking building, elegant even in it's own way. It went way back to the 1880's under various owners. The current owner, Doc Blanding was older, seven...