This is the story, actually, the factual relation of my first sexual relations with a woman. I was well past my eighteenth birthday when it happened. We, my mother, father and me, lived on the outskirts of a small Midwestern town, right in the bible belt. I was home schooled by my mother in the hours that she wasn't at church, so that I had no contact with o...
From the first time the family joined the church, I liked all of them. I am pastor of a fairly large First Baptist Church in a county seat town not too far from a major city in the south, so it's always good to have new members, and especially members who will get involved and help in the church. Such a family this appeared to be . . . and proved to be. Th...
Chapter 02: About Missy My Name Is Fred, the first story in this series is not a true story, but it is not entirely false either. On the old Dragnet TV series they always said, "The names were changed to protect the innocent." In "Fred" no names are real. The places are not really real either. The actual Fred "show me the penis" moment talked about in "My N...
Note: This story is the twenty-seventh episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly...
Most of the time I fuck total strangers, Black Men I meet and wind up sucking or fucking within a few minutes, and often never seeing Them again. There have been a few Men, however, that I fucked more than once... LOTS more than once. Case in point was Willie. I met Willie about 4 years after I had "gone Black", so by that time I had pretty much done everyt...
This is a fictional piece. It has been written in first person for more impact. ***** Hi, my name is Cheryl (or ... maybe I changed it and some of the details so my parents wouldn't be hurt - you get to determine). This is a story where I changed my attitude - and my life (and I'm so glad I did) Growing up I was occasionally the 'perfect' daughter - doin...
This story is an entry in the Summer Lovin 2019 contest. Please vote. Thanks and enjoy! No one has to tell me how badly I fucked up. On the second night home of my summer vacation from university, I go to a house party with my best friend in high school, Darby, get wasted, and throw up on my front yard where my mom finds me curled up asleep at 6:30 in the m...
Life is about choices. Looking back now, I realize that with many of the choices I made, I too often played the victim. Maybe my life would have been different had I chosen a different church in a different town. Maybe I would still be a minister had I not allowed the sin of pride to rule my life. But all of that is in the past. I realize that I am the maste...
When Callie and Darin pulled into the club on Sunday, fifteen minutes before noon, there was already a car waiting. It was an older, rundown model and reminded Callie of her own car, which was still serving Junie well. As she and Darin were getting out, a short girl left the other car and said, "Callie? Or Christa?" "Erin, hi! You're early." "Hi!" Erin sa...
It was a typical morning. John and Ally woke up at the sound of the clock. Time to get the girls up, dressed and fed so they could spend the day at preschool. This young couple had pretty good position of employment. John was a local plumbing contractor and Ally was chemist for a local pharmaceutical. They are a happy couple. He loved her the moment he saw...