It was a balmy September morning in Rome when Sister Juliana and I went to shop for fresh vegetables. The market was bustling with local restauranteurs and minions of the wealthy, anxious to find the best produce for the day's menus. Walking through the market purposefully, we looked everything over before approaching a vendor to haggle. We knew several of t...
David Rutter, vicar of Chigwell drove up to the mansion that housed the Sisters of Our Lady of Succour. In the car park were a fleet of black luxury cars – a Bentley with the number plate SUC01 and a succession of six others that included two Jaguars, a BMW, two Porsches and a Nissan 300zx, all with similar number plates with ascending numbers. Mrs. Marcia...
"There goes the neighborhood," said Wendy looking out the window. Stan looked up from his dinner. His six foot tall, buxom blonde wife was framed in the sunlight staring out the window. She could have joined the Swedish bikini team she was so beautiful and stacked, everyday he was reminded of how lucky he was and today with the sunlight shining on her was n...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam – Scorched Earth. Four thousand throats may be cut in one night by a running man – Klingon proverb It took an hour or so before our team was assembled in the library. At first, most of those commanded by the prince to be there were not sure why they were taken away from their homes and family to be ushered into the great library. I ga...
Father Malone was sipping appreciatively at the cognac in his brandy balloon when the telephone rang at his armchair side. He answered it in a languid tone, but immediately became more attentive and business like when he recognised the voice of the Mother Superior from St Catherine’s Convent. “Ah, Malone, you old rascal, I realise this is an enormous imposi...
WARNING DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE IN ANY WAY RELIGIOUS OR TAKE OFFENCE AT ADULT STORIES THAT DEPICT RELIGIOUS CHARACTERS. * As Dawn was going to the convent to interview prospective employees, she dressed casual but smart. The business suit was not too long and not too short. With a white blouse underneath she looked the part, and it was thick eno...
PART 15 POOL 2 As we walked outside, I noticed that our private area was more populated than expected. There were a few more additional males but more than a handful of additional and very attractive females. Sir Jeremy approached my wife quickly and I watched as the other women gawked at her and then began laughing at her as several of them even engaged in...
AN: Again, this story is mostly Futa on male. It contains Futa on Female, but mostly its about Futa on male. That's a particular fetish not everyone has. If you don't have it, I recommend the back button. Ok, on with the story. ***** Jacob Abrams was born in Paras, capital of Frankia, one of the largest allied nations. His father, a carpenter, had served...
Hello. For those of you who don’t yet know me, my name is Sister Victoria, and this is my third entry. In my last entry I discovered who Mother Superior really was. In the following months I’ve received more delicious “punishment” than I think my body or soul were ever prepared for. I have become her regular concubine, performing and pleasing her dark wish...
Based upon the Sister Nancy pinup by the Pit and the comic "Faith Exchange" written and illustrated by Rabies T Lagomorph. This follows events in the story "Sister Nancy of Coxville County" by SirSinn (found on literotica) and "Sister Nancy of Coxville County 2" by Thickwil (found on my blog). I had to do some rewriting to reconcile the events of the stories...