English Boarding School
English Boarding School
By Marie LeClare
Here in Southampton, England, outside of rain all the time, families send their children to boarding schools for the discipline, and my family was no different and off I was marched from when I was 8 until I was 18.
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Magic Tapestry
The brand new pastor was newly assigned to his first ministry. He was to reopen a church in a run-down part of the big city. He and his housekeeper arrived in late Autumn excited about their opportunities.
When they saw their church, it was very neglected and needed much work. They resolved to have everything done in time to have their first service on Christmas Eve.
They and some volunteers from the parish worked hard, refinishing pews, plastering walls, painting, etc. A week before Christmas they were ahead of schedule and just about finished. The next day a terrible tempest with a driving rainstorm hit the city and lasted for several days.
The next day, the morning before Christmas Eve, the pastor went over to the church. His heart sank when he saw that the roof had leaked, causing a large area of plaster to fall off the front wall of the sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about head high and going up several feet toward the raftered ceiling above.
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Christmas Candy
They were very poor. The mother worked very hard, but somehow there was never enough food for the little girl, let alone the mother.
Even the rats and roaches that tormented their first months in the shabby room had left them alone now, for there was nothing in the house to eat.
The mother looked at her child’s hunger-drawn face, and felt despair at ever having enough to fill out those cheeks, bring light to those beautiful eyes. She herself had not had a real meal in over a year. And now it was Christmas, and she had no job, and no food, and they were starving.
Model’s Red Dress
Model’s Red Dress
by Marie LeClare
who also writes erotic lesbian stories, that I would dearly love to take to bed for mad passionate sex.
It’s not that she doesn’t find me attractive, because she does. It’s also not that she hasn’t invited me to have cyber sex with her, because we live so far apart and both love cyber sex, because she has. It’s also not that I haven’t fingered my hot wet pussy thinking of her, because I have.
So let me tell you what happened the other day as my girlfriend and I were shopping in the mall.
We were in this store shopping for dresses, and when my girlfriend came out of the changing room to show me a red dress, I had a flashback to a picture of the model I had lusted after, having seen her wearing a hot red dress, that it got me so turned on that I grabbed some dress off the rack, not even looking at it, and pulled my girlfriend back into the changing room.
Got Udders?
Tits, Boobies, Breasticles, Knockers, Tatas, Bazooms, Funbags, Hooters, Melons, Pearl Necklace catchers, whatever you call them, guys love tits. And it probably all goes back to nursing and milk. So why are tits so popular and the product they make, not so much, once you grow up?
They had to come up with a really great ad campaign to sell the fruit of the hooter, and here’s the story:
The Beauty of the Orient is apparent under the moon
In the Western tradition, the idealized nude and—more explicitly—sex have long been sticking points in artistic discourse across generations—controversial for their beauty on the one hand, and its supposedly sinful nature on the other.
In stark contrast, Japanese erotica in paintings and prints have held a ubiquitous position in society, starting with the Heian aristocracy of the ninth century and trickling down to a rising, modern urban middle class.
While styles have changed over the centuries, these works are connected by a shared celebration of life’s fleeting, earthly pleasures under the term ukiyo-e, or the Floating World.
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Missy
Missy
by Marie LeClare
I was 12 at the time my aunt came in my room as I was exploring my pussy while using her hand mirror that I took from her room, she just sat down beside me and watched me. Telling me, “Its ok don’t stop just keep doing what you are doing,” which was spreading my little pussy open to get a view that I hadn’t seen before, she reached down and started masturbating me to an unbelievable great orgasm, which of course led to years of sex with my aunt.
Then there was this time, when I was 23, that I was staying overnight with a girlfriend. She had two young daughters ages 11 and 13, Lisa was the 11yo and Michelle was 13 yo, it turns out that she had been masturbating for a while and was not a shy little girl, now she knew that I would be sleeping with her mom, so at every chance she had she would flash me.
Yes, that’s right, she would open her legs pull the shorts to one side and show me her red wet pussy, smile while she was rubbing her little clit.
Well one evening she was taking her bath and she shouted to her mom to wash her back, her mom was busy and ask me to see what she wanted, so I went in the bathroom and she said that her mom always washed her back, so I said ok I’ll do that for you.
Women Only Nudist Commune
All Natural Commune
by Marie LeClare
I moved to a commune when I was 12, with my Mommy, and I didn’t know exactly what a commune was, outside of the fact that we didn’t wear any clothes and my Daddy had lots of other Mommies. Everyone let their underarm and pussy hair grow to a full bush and everywhere I looked I saw natural boobs, hanging full and round. Even at 12 I was still nursing and at the commune all the kids nursed from whatever Mommy’s tits happened to be near. I loved the taste of all the Mommies at the camp and learned to enjoy the particular sexy smell of every Mommy’s furry bush.
I was short at 12 and my nose came right up to most Mommies’ crotch so I could easily get a good whiff standing in line for something or just hanging around. I’d stand next to a pretty young mommy with my arms around her thighs hugging her with my nose presssed deep within her buttcrack.
I really enjoyed it when we had to go to town and I got to see other girls my age wearing pretty dresses and bows in their hair, but my Mommy said that pretty dresses were work of the devil, so I was forced to wear a plain old gray dress, that was handed down to me by the Mommy of an older girl.
Things went along pretty normally, with school, where we were told to read the Mother Earth magazine and learn about crops. Sports and of course church until I was about 14, when I first learned about sex.
I was used to having sleepovers with my bestest friend in the whole world, Nancy. She even had breasts already. Well not large breasts but you could see her bumps where breasts would form, and we were so excited that she was becoming a woman, at least we thought so at our age. Why she had even had her period on a regular basis.
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Cleaning Lady Cleans Me Up
Cleaning Lady
by Marie LeClare
It was late, and since the promotion I was bogged down with work. So after I got back from catching a bite to eat at the corner dinner it was back to work at my desk. What I really wanted, and needed, was to find a woman at the lesbian bar for sex.
As I kept staring at the reports in front of me, I started to have a fantasy about a beautiful woman coming into the empty office building and finding me at my desk, kneeling in front of me, and licking my needy pussy. But all I could hear in the halls were the voices of the men cleaners speaking in some foreign language.
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