1. Trudy the Erotic Site Troll


    Date: 8/5/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Black, Incest, Males / Female, Author: DDMarshall5285, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com

    clearly the devil’s attempt to corrupt our men. It was a dark and stormy night and I could see my lover’s adoring eyes in the flashes of lightning. He was naked and teasing me with his erect maleness… I read this pitiful attempt to depict a romantic interlude for another 15 minutes. I looked up and I could see I really caught their attention. The ladies were all leaning forward as if in rapture as they waited in anticipation of my solution to this horrendous affront to our parish. I came down from behind the podium and handed out the document that I had prepared to their eagerly grasping hands. I had included the web site address and instructions to vote negative and a few snippets of the offensive material. I could see they were all eager to get started so I went back to the podium and banged my gavel and closed the meeting. I finished reviewing my sister’s minutes, deleted a few things that annoyed me and packed up my laptop. I went out to the parking lot and got in my car. I had to drive by the rectory to get home and saw my sister’s car parked in the drive. Poor girl, she must have stopped in for one of her marriage counselling sessions. At the next week’s meeting I was really looking forward to the ladies progress. I always arrived exactly ten minutes early and was astounded that all the woman were here before me. They were gathered in a tight group and tittering away like a bunch of old hens. I caught a few snatches of their conversations as I slowed my pace on the way ...
    to the podium. “I made Arnold read…” “Did you read ‘Sharing Phone Time?’” “Oh my god yes, it was so wicked I read it twice.” “How many times did you vote?” I was feeling pretty pleased with myself by the time I got to the podium. All of the girls were engaged and seem really enthusiastic about our project. It sounded like Sally was even rubbing her husband Arnold’s nose in it. I banged my gavel twice and opened the meeting. We covered some old business, then I took a poll of the number of stories the girls had voted as negative. Their average was five for the week. To encourage them to do better I told them I had voted on 10. My real number was 25 but I did not want to sound too uppity. I closed the meeting a little early. I wanted to get home and review “Sharing Phone Time.” At our third women’s group meeting since the start of our special project I was not pleased with our efforts to discourage any of the writers. As a matter of fact, some of their scores were going up. I thought I knew the problem. We were each choosing stories at random and were not concentrating our efforts. When everyone was seated I banged the gavel twice and said, “Ladies it’s time to bring this meeting to order.” My sister read my heavily edited minutes from the previous meeting and proudly announced that we had made $137.50 at the last bake sale. Evelyn Pike asked when there would be enough money to buy paint and curtains for the church hall. I quickly dispensed with that question and moved on to my ...
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