Christmas shopping can be fun – part 3 [Mff]

“Where?” I gasped. I began to thrust my hips faster, face fucking Sandy now in a desperate attempt to get my rocks off before our party was over. I was still worried about being caught of course, but a man that close to an orgasm doesn't always think logically. “Where?” I gasped. I began to thrust my hips faster, face fucking Sandy now in a desperate attempt to get my rocks off before our party was over. I was still worried about being caught of course, but a man that close to an orgasm doesn't always think logically.

“Behind you,” Candy hissed.

I turned and saw a middle-aged lady staring at us. She had a Santa hat on, something that all the store employees were wearing, so I knew she wasn't just a curious customer. This could be real trouble. She had one of those phony 'can I help you' smiles on her face, but hers eyes had a suspicious look to them. She probably thought we were trying to shoplift something. She was about twenty feet away, and coming t oward us.

“Shit,” Candy hissed, “Terri, it's her. Get the hell out of there. She's coming!” Read more »

Christmas shopping can be fun – part 2 [Mff]

They didn't answer me as they continued dragging me through the store. When we got to the row of dressing rooms in the back, Sandy found a vacant one. She opened the door and Candy pushed me into it. The girls piled in behind. It was a typical changing room, fine for one person, tight for two, but the three of us made a real crowd.

“Now, about that bet,” Sandy said, her face so close to me now that I could smell not just her perfume, but also something that resembled peaches. Her shampoo, I wondered? If so, it gave her long brunette tresses a nice shine. “I bet the other girls that I could convince you to let me give you a hand job right here in the store…”

“…and I'm here as her witness,” Candy purred. Her favorite shampoo had a hint of strawberry. “So …”

“… that's why we pulled you in here.” Sandy finished, her hands already attempting to unzip my fly.

“Hey,” I protested, “stop. I think the other girls win. I'm not going to let some underage girl perform a sex act on me in a public place.” Read more »

Christmas shopping can be fun – part 1 [Mff]

I love Christmas shopping! Okay, I know most of you think I'm nuts, and will bring up the traffic, the rude or inexperienced sales clerks, and the overly aggressive shoppers looking for bargains, but to me that's all part of the challenge. Of course, these days I do most of my shopping on line, but I still make time for at least one trip to the mall during the seasonal rush, not just because it makes it feel like Christmas, but also out of nostalgia for something amazing that happened to me years ago when I was a handsome, confident (and modest) young man of twenty-two.

In those days I wasn't very organized, so I often ended up spending the last few days before Christmas running around, my panic increasing by the day as I tried to finish my list. 1988 was no exception. On the last Saturday before Christmas, I found myself at the biggest mall in the area at nine a.m., list in hand, determined to make everyone of my friends and relatives happy, or at least not think of me as a total jerk (talking about you, Uncle Lenny). Read more »

Resume Building (MF)

Another long one at the office. They just keep throwing these projects at our department, of course, while demonstrating no regard whatsoever for the fact that time is a finite thing. It pays well, which somehow is just enough to keep us here despite the fact that the other branches clearly have no respect for the level of expertise we have in our fields. Resume building is hard work.

He comes in from his office and closes the door; despite the late hour, you never know when there's a perked ear waiting for dirt, and we do enjoy commiserating over the ineptitude of our coworkers. I embrace the chance for a moment to clear my head. Well, perhaps 'clearing my head' wouldn't be an appropriate term, as the sight of him doesn't exactly wipe my mind's eye …clean. But he's certainly a welcome distraction. The comfortable clothing he wears allows the physicality required for his work, and it drapes off of the lines of his body, suggesting lithe musculature. I find it difficult to not hold his gaze longer than appropriate. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.03: Marcia Learns Why (Part 10)

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Alyson was looking a little distressed, so Lord Jacob decided to try something else. "Tell you what. Let's try a different tack. Answer me this question. Do you consider yourself to be special? Not in the sense of a special human being or anything. Just in the general sense, do you believe you are special; that there is something of significance or consequence to you? Do you believe you have any impact in the world around you?"

"Yes, of course Master Jacob. Of course I think I do."

"Well if you do not believe in the existence of God, then you need to come to grips with the fact that you believe you are nothing more than a chemical reaction; merely a more interesting form of what happens when you combine vinegar and baking soda.

"If you believe that you are nothing more than a chemical reaction, then you have nothing to believe in, because chemical reactions have no control over their reactions. They only respond to their environment, and nothing more. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.03: Marcia Learns Why (Part 9)

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Lord Jacob spoke, "The only one we have not heard from, is the one that I wanted hear from the most. Ally?" He was speaking to the blond surfer girl, Alyson Fraizer, who at this time was sitting at the far end of the couch on the left, deep in the valley of the 'V.'

"You are the only girl here who is initiating into our kingdom without ever going to our church. Surely you must have some questions that you wish to speak about? Why not tell us how you came here, and we'll see where it goes from there? All I know for sure is that your sister Susan entered our kingdom a few years ago, and is now vouching for your admission. You have proved your worth in two months at our 'boot camp,' but beyond that, I really don't know what motivates you to be here."

"Yes, Master Jacob. My sister is the reason I'm here, and looking back, it's a bit of surprise to me that either one of us are here. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.03: Marcia Learns Why (Part 8)

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Becky Phadt, the middle-eastern looking woman, then raised her hand along with Marcia, but rather than waiting for Lady Jennifer to call on her, she just started talking. "Mistress Jennifer, what Sandra and Evellyn are saying is related to my issue. I was raised to believe that monogamy is the highest form of respect that a husband and wife can show to each other, so I am having a hard time redefining what a proper relationship is between spouses in this kingdom.

"It seems to me that you have rejected monogamy because you think it is a better method to deal with cheating spouses. Yet would it not be better to expect better behavior from people, rather than letting them get away with disrespectful conduct? Why should I not expect from my husband that I be good enough for him… sexually speaking?"

"Good enough?" Lady Jennifer repeated. "What exactly does it take to be good enough? The fact that you're female, and are the only one he is allowed to have sex with? Is that all it takes? That doesn't sound like much of an accomplishment to me. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.03: Marcia Learns Why (Part 7)

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When it appeared that Lady Jennifer had finished, it was Evellyn Robinson that next raised her hand. Lady Jennifer then nodded towards her to continue. When she spoke, her speech matched her appearance of a Nubian princess. It was very regal and measured.

"Mistress Jennifer, in some ways I feel I have been deceived. From the outside, this kingdom appears morally strict, which is something I feel is necessary in life. Yet what you have shown me in the past three days, I think, is quite different. The sexuality that you have exposed me to has been like nothing I have ever experienced. I can assure you, before you took me in; I had never previously contemplated sex with a woman, let alone engaged in it.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to blame you for my behavior. I have made it a point to rebel against my African-American community's tendency to blame others for our own failings. And one of the areas of my community that I have particularly rejected is the over-sexualized aspect that manifests itself in considering it acceptable for a black woman to be referred to as a 'ho' or a bitch. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.03: Marcia Learns Why (Part 6)

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As Marcia entered the room, the first thing she noted was the furniture. There were two very long, leather couches, with low wide arm rests, positioned at right angles to each other, forming a 'V.' At the open end of this 'V,' was a matching leather love seat facing into it. Lord and Lady Jacob sat there, with Lord Jacob to the right of Lady Jennifer.

"Please girls," said Lady Jennifer. "Have a seat on one of the couches."

Marcia sat on the far end of the coach next to Lady Jennifer. The other seven girls had no problem sitting down, as the couches were indeed very long.

Marcia then looked around the room, and thought this room was more like a library with lots of books on shelves. Then it struck her that this room had no windows. Just as it dawned on her how ominous that seemed to her, she then noticed a long wide leather strap hanging off the wall beyond Lord Jacob. Considering what she had experienced today, she had no problem visualizing what was about to happen to them tonight. Read more »

Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.03: Marcia Learns Why (Part 5)

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"Marcia," responded Lord Jacob. "When a woman wears the uniform that you are accustomed to see, she is considered to be in the service of the Lady of the manor, and cannot be touched by another man, including her own husband. Although this does not protect her if a man sees her panties.

"Brenda and Sylvia?" he said to get the other women's attention. "Run along, Roberta will be joining you in a little while."

After they had left, Lord Jacob reached out with his left hand. Roberta was still standing right next to him, so he had no trouble reaching under her uniform. To say he reached under her uniform is a bit of an over statement. The hemline of her skirt was at her crotch, so it offered no impediment to his hand as he reached between her legs.

When Roberta saw his hand coming she slid her right foot over to give him easy access, then grabbed her elbows behind her back. As Lord Jacob began slowly stroking the crotch of her panties, Roberta closed her eyes, and allowed her head to drop back slightly. Everyone in the room could clearly see that this woman was greatly enjoying the attention she was receiving. Read more »