It was Christmas eve and my girlfriend and I were getting ready for church. I put on a nice long sleeve polo shirt and long khaki pants. She was wearing a nice dress and boots, but it was more cute than sexy. I tried to give her a long kiss and grab her ass right…
“Bless me Father for I have sinned. In the name of the Father, and of the son, and of the Holy Spirit, my last confession was six months ago.” “Go ahead, child. What grievous sin have you committed since your last confession?” I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to gain my composure…
Cry for Help He was shocked by her abrupt appearance in the church day-care. Bright eyes, dripping wet and nearly falling through the door, he was forced to drop the half assembled shelving unit and spring to her aid. “I am so sorry I’m late! My kids pitched such a fit over being dropped off…
Sarie was still sore. Lying in bed Saturday morning, the only thing she could think about was work the day before. Or rather, play. It still felt so wrong to say, even in her head. Sex. With a man. Her boss. The same man her father had counted as a friend for the last few…
It was a Sunday morning my senior year of high school and I stood at the foot of the bed in white lace panties and matching bra. I couldn’t decide which dress to wear. One was green with white spots and knee length. The other was yellow with white chevrons. It was a flirty length…
Cindy returned this kiss and in her mind stated. “Wonder what mother would do if she could see me now?” When the kiss broke she winked and asked, “What are we going to do tonight in our little prayer meeting?” He pulled her close, nuzzled her ear and whispered, “Anything you want Lil-darling.” Cindy couldn’t…
Cindy shifted uncomfortably in the pew trying to keep her mind on the fact she was sitting in church. How on earth her mother talked her into going, she’d never know. Maybe it was because she was tired of her mother’s nagging, and decided one Sunday would not hurt. Leave it to her mother the…
This is part three of a series. I suggest reading “The Wages of Sin Parts 1 and 2” first. It was the following Sunday. I was standing outside the Acolyte Room waiting for Erica and Meredith to get done changing. Meredith and I had some “disciplinary matters” to “discuss”. I could hear them talking, and…
I recommend reading my story titled “The Wages of Sin-Part 1” first… I had just delivered thirty with the belt across 18-year old Erica’s clothed buttocks for stealing wine from the church, and had experienced an erotic reaction the likes of which I had never had before. Now, I had turned to 19-year old Meredith,…
“Gotcha!” I said to myself in satisfaction as I reviewed the video feed from the security camera. “Gotcha, indeed!” As the lead Verger at an Anglican-rite church, one of my duties was being the de facto head of the Worship Committee. A few years ago, towards the end of the summer, one of the Altar…
About twenty years ago, when I was in my thirties and had moved to Florida, I started attending a very traditional Anglican-style church. I became actively involved, to the point where about ten years ago I became the head Verger. A major part of that job is coordinating and choreographing the various aspects of the…
“Damn, it’s hot!” I think to myself as I wipe the sweat out of my eyes. The weather report predicted it will get to ninety-five today. There isn’t a cloud in the sky and the sun is beating down on my bare back. At least this yard work job is better than flipping hamburgers in…
Authors note: This story is different than any of my other stories or series. Although almost all of my stories contain some element(s) of an actual event in my earlier life, this story is completely true except for the names of the characters. As they used to say on the old TV series, Dragnet, the names…
 Contrary to popular belief all preacher wives aren’t sexually repressed prudes. Quite to the contrary, most of us are very horny ladies because our husbands have some pretty weird and unnatural ideas where sexual gratification is concerned. Most of them have the misinformed idea that God gave us sex for reproduction only and to…
 For the first time in my life, I was really looking forward to going to church. My encounter with Bob and Sally had given worshiping a whole new meaning for me. For the first time in my life, I had experienced a taste of heaven while sitting in church. Just thinking about what Bob…
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