Buttnhose's favorite posts & stories (4)

[Story] her husbands horny boss

Jim Bryan sat in his boss's office and sipped coffee and listened to his boss as he expounded the idea of expansion.
"So, you see, it’s going to work," his boss said. "We’ll start it next week. And that’s what I wanted to let you know about. The expansion will require an officer to be in charge. He’ll be promoted to a vice-presidency, and that of course will involve quite a promotion in both position and salary. So, I want to tell you that the officer will come from this department; it’ll be one of you, Thompson or Macon or you. None of you ha... Continue»
Posted by pulford 4 years ago  |  Views: 1228  |  
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[Story] The De-Frocking of Father Daniel

The De-Frocking of Father Daniel

I was sorting through the usual parish post-bag one summer morning when I spotted the note. It was not in an envelope and it was hand-written. I had to read it twice to absorb what the words said.

"Dear Father,

I dream of your mouth. I dream of your mouth pressed first against my neck, kissing me there where my pulse beats, and then the sweet lips of your mouth sucking gently on my stiff nipples.

Yours,

Maria"

My first feeling was total horror. I only knew one Maria, Maria Lap, and she was a member of my congregation. An Italian lady I belie... Continue»
Posted by Buttnhose 2 years ago  |  Views: 668  |  
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[Story] Wifes Aunty (True)

The wifes Aunty joyce lives a two hour drive away. It was a friday afternoon and I set off to pick her up. The wife satayed at home to prepare the meal.

I arrived at joyces house her bags were packed in the hallway and I Loaded them into the car. Joyce always tried her best to look nice. She was 55 and her figure was a more rounded shape. she was wearing a bright red Skirt Just above the knee.Black Tights and A White silky blouse with her ample boobs pushing through, With red High Heels to match. It was a warm evening so Joyce put her coat on the back seet.
Most of the jouney is on A road... Continue»
Posted by moby999 4 years ago  |  Views: 3723  |  
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[Story] The Old Man in the bus shelter

I stood shivering as the cold wind blew through the shelter, the only other occupant was an old man, sitting huddled on the edge of the bench, at the entrance, his heavy coat buttoned all the way up, topped by a woollen scarf, wrapped around his neck and face.
It was still dark, this far North and as the town clock pealed 06:30, the snow started to fall.
I moved further into the shelter to escape the biting cold wind, that swirled around the entrances, at least here in the centre of the shelter, there was a calm and a warmth, that allowed you to relax, and ease the tensions in your muscles.
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Posted by MarieL 4 years ago  |  Views: 3192  |  
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