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Naked Truth
By: Londebaaz Chohan
Being a man, Father Nelson was at least shocked but not tempted by the girl’s confession. According to her own admission, she was only a few months over 18 years of age but she had done unbelievable sexy things with men of elder age and even boys of her age; Father could ever imagine. She had attended parties and had been fucked with a cock in her mouth, one in her dripping teen pussy and one in her deep ass and even holding, gratifying, masturbating a couple in her hands. She had accepted high payment like thousands of dollars to suck the cocks of all the team members of some school sports team in the locker room while being tied to their lockers with their dirty jock straps. She even made a deal with one of her school teacher for unlimited anal, pussy and other sex types in his office, bending over his desk, laying on top of the Xerox machine, pushed against the file cabinet, at his home or even if he made arrangements at a hotel in return for giving her just the passing grades at least.
Now back in the rectory, Father Nelson was tossing and turning in his bed, trying to desperately get rid of the stunning images of her; plaguing his mind since that afternoon. When he was summoned from rectory, she was so tame and kneeling at the altar. Being young and all healthy, he was attracted and engrossed to her sweet and sexy looks and the tempting ways and above all; she was so stunningly beautiful that when she asked him if he would hear her confession; he almost forgot to answer her. He knew that for a priest, it was untraditional to know, which parishioner was in the confessional for the penitence and penance; he did not deny her but actually led her to the booth even ignoring the looks of the archbishop.
Against his will, his sex muscle had hardened, lengthened; listening to her extremely erotic revelations. His strong cock was throbbing under his black robe in spite of praying continuously in his head. When he finally rewarded her the absolution and contrition, he had not been able to resist watching her walk out the confessional; her ass was so seductively swaying and offering. Since that moment, he had run back to rectory and safety of his room. He had stayed in, skipped the dinner as well. He had no courage to face the fellow priests or the unblemished, chaste nuns he had grown with as family. He claimed to be sick if anyone came to check on him. He knew that the weakness, the ailment was in his soul and not the body. He guessed, it must be very close to dawn already but he was still wide awake. His youthful cock was still pulsating with every heartbeat and his blood was boiling with lust, he knew very little; how to fight. Having known that the soft light of a candle suited him better than total darkness or the blinding electric lights, he had lit a candle. The church bells struck four and right then the candle turned dark also, as if an unseen spirit had snuffed it out. It was the middle of dead summer, no windows or door of his room was open for any chance of cold wind but yet suddenly his room turned cold as an ice box with a chill running down Father’s spine. Something very wicked was coming:
He looked towards the window and thought; he saw a movement attracting him. His heart nearly stopped beating in his chest to see two eyes staring back at him. He could almost feel blood dripping from thos eyes; he was so afraid as he felt his bed shift under the weight of another soul on it.
“Poor priest; Father Nelson, you are so lonely”, he could hear a clear sound that hissed in his ear. Surprisingly, he could easily recognize the voice. It had echoed in his head all night. He tried to get up from the bed and very hardly could only mutter the word, ‘You’. He was almost held down by the invisible chains and bonds. The woman looked at him. She was still in the same skin tight black dress which she had worn when she came to the confessional with him that afternoon. She looked still delicious and beautiful but there was something undeniably very evil and inhuman about her now. O’ yes, her eyes were little too bright and even her smell was too knowing type.
Father Nelson, again heard her in his head. She was saying that Father had called her in his fevered imagination and looted her body as well. She said all that with a very immoral smile. Father gasped and once again could hardly speak, “How could you know. Truly, what are you”? This time she leaned to breathe and whisper in his ear, causing him to shiver with anxiety and terror. He heard her very clearly, “I am what you want and also fear. A wizard of the immoral sin and the ultimate sexual lust”.
Now, the all pious man of God came to senses and spoke with authority, as he summoned all the courage left in him asking her that in the name of Lord, what did she want from him? He could clearly see those devilish eyes look directly in his eyes as he heard her say, “You, priest; I want you”. Not only that, this time she reached and pulled the sheet off his body, exposing his naked body to the cold air in the room and the largest bulge, he was in his underwear for her to gaze eagerly. Her hands had started to roam at his all naked chest and even explore his manly nipples, when he gritted his teeth and yelled for her to stop. She was coming down, dangerously close to his aching, big cock but she abruptly answered that he had no power over her and she was there to do whatever she wanted to do and felt pleasure in. She even growled at him when her hand purposely touched over his extended sex steeple under the thin fabric of the underwear, making him cry out, having no control of him at all.
The priest’s body was shivering with fear when he asked her, what she was going to do with him anyway. She gave a very dirty and disturbing smile as she leaned again to whisper in his ear with an extremely sinful voice that she will make his blood to boil for her. She was going to make priest’s already big cock to grow huge, hard and haughty, like never before and swell, grow and throb beyond limits he had ever seen him do and she wanted his balls to whip and stir the cum in them. Plus, she would love, enjoy and cherish to see him struggle against her as she teases him with her tits and steaming sexy puss and brings him to the edge over and over again without letting him find any release from her hot and steamy sex, until she wanted and was ready.
Father Nelson, heard all that with nothing to respond but only a groan deep in his throat and push himself against her as if he was going to succeed to repel her away. She only smiled and was pleased to see it as a very brief moment of his flexibility and this time she leaned to kiss him, thrusting her tongue to pass his resisting lips very easily. Before, he could even realize and grasp her intent; his underwear was off him and thrown to the floor while all his and her clothes were melted into the thin mysterious air or may be an abyss. Now they were both totally naked.
Her silky naked skin started to rub against his, very enticingly. He was actually getting to be aware that he had been touched very rarely. Although the Catholic Christian world had agreed to the assertions or sanctions against the masturbation but the Holy man had still not engaged in it with any regularity but now this ever long restrained lust had awakened and grown to an uncontrollable limit. As she rubbed against him, he could feel her breasts to be softer than any silk he had touched and his erect pole pulsed like he could never recall. Her nails scratched his chest all the way down to his balls and teeth marked his neck with the stamps of sheer sexy passion. She slid on his body on her will, while her breasts and hair trailed over his arching body with an almost unknown desire.
For the first time, when she touched and took hold of his sore cock, he surged upwards in a panic, puzzled by the rush of a clear fluid that oozed out of his uncut funnel shaped cock tip. He was fighting though the invisible bonds were holding him tight. He could only hiss, “No, please no”; to which she rumbled a loud voice, saying; O’ my poor priest and let her warm breath caress over his cock. She was so fucking hot for a demon, so enticing and exciting for the sin. Once again his voice was very weak as he pleaded her to please stop, please don’t.
“Don’t what”. She asked in a so innocent tone of voice as she kissed his religious dong. “Do you not want me to suck this Godly cock of yours for my blessings at last. Do you not want my hot, wet, smelly pussy all over your cock? Do you refuse to so overload me with your noble and ample cum that it flows out of my ears”? The priest groaned but she could hear a tinge of approving cry, “Yes, I do, yes I do”.
That’s a good priest, she hummed; telling him to sink in the sin and enjoy it to no end as she closed her lips around the extremely engorged head of his divine cock. He was trying to control the bucking of his hips and surge into her mouth but not being much successful at all. Her mouth was hotter than the fires of hell but all due to the miracles of priest’s cock, this volcano was feeling so soothing on his sanctified piston. Her soft hands were cupping his balls as he felt his blessed cum stirring in them and yearning to squirt into her mouth. Her fingers moving like waves on his balls, shifting them totally in her groping hand as they grew in size and weight. Her mouth constantly soothing and entertaining his hard erect cock length, her lips tight wrapped around and her tongue sliding up, up and up before gliding down, more down to the balls. An excessive pleasure of course. When and if she stopped for a split moment to rest her jaws, he raised his hands like in prayer to grip that oven for a mouth and bring it back down over his meat shaft. In a new move she tilted her head at him with a determined expression and then leaned down, placing his long cock between her velvety breasts and started rubbing, slow sliding her body up and down until she was fully straddling him. Father Nelson, looked down, hungry for the sight, that met his eyes. The pussy was totally bald, shaved clean and its extra pink fold was exposed for the noble eyes. Both of the tender cunt lip were glazed with the dampness that had dripped slowly to her thighs. The searing heat of her pussy oven was making priest’s cock to jump around as she lowered her hips, bringing her wet and pink pussy lips over the excessively engorged head of priest cock. He moaned aloud but only heard to be saying, please…
“What is it Father. Are you desperate and begging to thrust your cock inside an evil cunt? Are you in a need to spill your holy seed in the devil’s vessel? She was firmly holding the priestly cock from its base with one hand, while sliding the fat head between the wet folds. With one solid thrust down, the priest’s cock was fully inside her in one go. She was so wet, tight and gripping like a soft meat vice; for his cock as she rose and fell on the hard pinnacle wedge. Father’s body surged and bucked under her, hips thrusting upwards to propel himself deeper inside her. Her juices seeping and coating his cock and also painting his aching balls. She flexed her cunt walls around his lengthy shaft, milking his cock while throwing her head back. Only the white of her eyes showing, moaning, gritting her teeth; as her pussy pumped around him blatantly, pushing him over the edge.
He ejaculated in a burst, sending his brew; the sanctified essence of his balls, far deeper into her and he screamed as if his soul was ripped from its earthly covering. She was literally hosed with his seed and then he collapsed panting for air worse than a marathon runner. The devil stroked his wet hair and smiled, showing his fangs. She was breathing in his ear, baptizing him with her lips and wet tongue. Her pussy still wrenching and rinsing his limp shaft. You are going to be an excellent slave of mine; priest heard her say softly once again in his ear. O my priest, for the world you will remain priest, a very good priest, if you may but in secret; you will be my slave. I will confer and decorate you with the power to seduce the handsome, young altar boys and even the virtuous, innocent and virgin nuns like I did it to you. You, my good priest; shall free the souls of all chastity sufferers in your congregation; she told him as he fell asleep to the human eyes. His hard cock still stirring eagerly as he witnessed his own image, bending over a young virgin nun on the altar and fucking her insane. The power of lusty sin had taken over the noble Father Nelson, forever.
The End. Your comments are appreciated. Londebaaz Chohan July 28, 2019.
By: Londebaaz Chohan
Being a man, Father Nelson was at least shocked but not tempted by the girl’s confession. According to her own admission, she was only a few months over 18 years of age but she had done unbelievable sexy things with men of elder age and even boys of her age; Father could ever imagine. She had attended parties and had been fucked with a cock in her mouth, one in her dripping teen pussy and one in her deep ass and even holding, gratifying, masturbating a couple in her hands. She had accepted high payment like thousands of dollars to suck the cocks of all the team members of some school sports team in the locker room while being tied to their lockers with their dirty jock straps. She even made a deal with one of her school teacher for unlimited anal, pussy and other sex types in his office, bending over his desk, laying on top of the Xerox machine, pushed against the file cabinet, at his home or even if he made arrangements at a hotel in return for giving her just the passing grades at least.
Now back in the rectory, Father Nelson was tossing and turning in his bed, trying to desperately get rid of the stunning images of her; plaguing his mind since that afternoon. When he was summoned from rectory, she was so tame and kneeling at the altar. Being young and all healthy, he was attracted and engrossed to her sweet and sexy looks and the tempting ways and above all; she was so stunningly beautiful that when she asked him if he would hear her confession; he almost forgot to answer her. He knew that for a priest, it was untraditional to know, which parishioner was in the confessional for the penitence and penance; he did not deny her but actually led her to the booth even ignoring the looks of the archbishop.
Against his will, his sex muscle had hardened, lengthened; listening to her extremely erotic revelations. His strong cock was throbbing under his black robe in spite of praying continuously in his head. When he finally rewarded her the absolution and contrition, he had not been able to resist watching her walk out the confessional; her ass was so seductively swaying and offering. Since that moment, he had run back to rectory and safety of his room. He had stayed in, skipped the dinner as well. He had no courage to face the fellow priests or the unblemished, chaste nuns he had grown with as family. He claimed to be sick if anyone came to check on him. He knew that the weakness, the ailment was in his soul and not the body. He guessed, it must be very close to dawn already but he was still wide awake. His youthful cock was still pulsating with every heartbeat and his blood was boiling with lust, he knew very little; how to fight. Having known that the soft light of a candle suited him better than total darkness or the blinding electric lights, he had lit a candle. The church bells struck four and right then the candle turned dark also, as if an unseen spirit had snuffed it out. It was the middle of dead summer, no windows or door of his room was open for any chance of cold wind but yet suddenly his room turned cold as an ice box with a chill running down Father’s spine. Something very wicked was coming:
He looked towards the window and thought; he saw a movement attracting him. His heart nearly stopped beating in his chest to see two eyes staring back at him. He could almost feel blood dripping from thos eyes; he was so afraid as he felt his bed shift under the weight of another soul on it.
“Poor priest; Father Nelson, you are so lonely”, he could hear a clear sound that hissed in his ear. Surprisingly, he could easily recognize the voice. It had echoed in his head all night. He tried to get up from the bed and very hardly could only mutter the word, ‘You’. He was almost held down by the invisible chains and bonds. The woman looked at him. She was still in the same skin tight black dress which she had worn when she came to the confessional with him that afternoon. She looked still delicious and beautiful but there was something undeniably very evil and inhuman about her now. O’ yes, her eyes were little too bright and even her smell was too knowing type.
Father Nelson, again heard her in his head. She was saying that Father had called her in his fevered imagination and looted her body as well. She said all that with a very immoral smile. Father gasped and once again could hardly speak, “How could you know. Truly, what are you”? This time she leaned to breathe and whisper in his ear, causing him to shiver with anxiety and terror. He heard her very clearly, “I am what you want and also fear. A wizard of the immoral sin and the ultimate sexual lust”.
Now, the all pious man of God came to senses and spoke with authority, as he summoned all the courage left in him asking her that in the name of Lord, what did she want from him? He could clearly see those devilish eyes look directly in his eyes as he heard her say, “You, priest; I want you”. Not only that, this time she reached and pulled the sheet off his body, exposing his naked body to the cold air in the room and the largest bulge, he was in his underwear for her to gaze eagerly. Her hands had started to roam at his all naked chest and even explore his manly nipples, when he gritted his teeth and yelled for her to stop. She was coming down, dangerously close to his aching, big cock but she abruptly answered that he had no power over her and she was there to do whatever she wanted to do and felt pleasure in. She even growled at him when her hand purposely touched over his extended sex steeple under the thin fabric of the underwear, making him cry out, having no control of him at all.
The priest’s body was shivering with fear when he asked her, what she was going to do with him anyway. She gave a very dirty and disturbing smile as she leaned again to whisper in his ear with an extremely sinful voice that she will make his blood to boil for her. She was going to make priest’s already big cock to grow huge, hard and haughty, like never before and swell, grow and throb beyond limits he had ever seen him do and she wanted his balls to whip and stir the cum in them. Plus, she would love, enjoy and cherish to see him struggle against her as she teases him with her tits and steaming sexy puss and brings him to the edge over and over again without letting him find any release from her hot and steamy sex, until she wanted and was ready.
Father Nelson, heard all that with nothing to respond but only a groan deep in his throat and push himself against her as if he was going to succeed to repel her away. She only smiled and was pleased to see it as a very brief moment of his flexibility and this time she leaned to kiss him, thrusting her tongue to pass his resisting lips very easily. Before, he could even realize and grasp her intent; his underwear was off him and thrown to the floor while all his and her clothes were melted into the thin mysterious air or may be an abyss. Now they were both totally naked.
Her silky naked skin started to rub against his, very enticingly. He was actually getting to be aware that he had been touched very rarely. Although the Catholic Christian world had agreed to the assertions or sanctions against the masturbation but the Holy man had still not engaged in it with any regularity but now this ever long restrained lust had awakened and grown to an uncontrollable limit. As she rubbed against him, he could feel her breasts to be softer than any silk he had touched and his erect pole pulsed like he could never recall. Her nails scratched his chest all the way down to his balls and teeth marked his neck with the stamps of sheer sexy passion. She slid on his body on her will, while her breasts and hair trailed over his arching body with an almost unknown desire.
For the first time, when she touched and took hold of his sore cock, he surged upwards in a panic, puzzled by the rush of a clear fluid that oozed out of his uncut funnel shaped cock tip. He was fighting though the invisible bonds were holding him tight. He could only hiss, “No, please no”; to which she rumbled a loud voice, saying; O’ my poor priest and let her warm breath caress over his cock. She was so fucking hot for a demon, so enticing and exciting for the sin. Once again his voice was very weak as he pleaded her to please stop, please don’t.
“Don’t what”. She asked in a so innocent tone of voice as she kissed his religious dong. “Do you not want me to suck this Godly cock of yours for my blessings at last. Do you not want my hot, wet, smelly pussy all over your cock? Do you refuse to so overload me with your noble and ample cum that it flows out of my ears”? The priest groaned but she could hear a tinge of approving cry, “Yes, I do, yes I do”.
That’s a good priest, she hummed; telling him to sink in the sin and enjoy it to no end as she closed her lips around the extremely engorged head of his divine cock. He was trying to control the bucking of his hips and surge into her mouth but not being much successful at all. Her mouth was hotter than the fires of hell but all due to the miracles of priest’s cock, this volcano was feeling so soothing on his sanctified piston. Her soft hands were cupping his balls as he felt his blessed cum stirring in them and yearning to squirt into her mouth. Her fingers moving like waves on his balls, shifting them totally in her groping hand as they grew in size and weight. Her mouth constantly soothing and entertaining his hard erect cock length, her lips tight wrapped around and her tongue sliding up, up and up before gliding down, more down to the balls. An excessive pleasure of course. When and if she stopped for a split moment to rest her jaws, he raised his hands like in prayer to grip that oven for a mouth and bring it back down over his meat shaft. In a new move she tilted her head at him with a determined expression and then leaned down, placing his long cock between her velvety breasts and started rubbing, slow sliding her body up and down until she was fully straddling him. Father Nelson, looked down, hungry for the sight, that met his eyes. The pussy was totally bald, shaved clean and its extra pink fold was exposed for the noble eyes. Both of the tender cunt lip were glazed with the dampness that had dripped slowly to her thighs. The searing heat of her pussy oven was making priest’s cock to jump around as she lowered her hips, bringing her wet and pink pussy lips over the excessively engorged head of priest cock. He moaned aloud but only heard to be saying, please…
“What is it Father. Are you desperate and begging to thrust your cock inside an evil cunt? Are you in a need to spill your holy seed in the devil’s vessel? She was firmly holding the priestly cock from its base with one hand, while sliding the fat head between the wet folds. With one solid thrust down, the priest’s cock was fully inside her in one go. She was so wet, tight and gripping like a soft meat vice; for his cock as she rose and fell on the hard pinnacle wedge. Father’s body surged and bucked under her, hips thrusting upwards to propel himself deeper inside her. Her juices seeping and coating his cock and also painting his aching balls. She flexed her cunt walls around his lengthy shaft, milking his cock while throwing her head back. Only the white of her eyes showing, moaning, gritting her teeth; as her pussy pumped around him blatantly, pushing him over the edge.
He ejaculated in a burst, sending his brew; the sanctified essence of his balls, far deeper into her and he screamed as if his soul was ripped from its earthly covering. She was literally hosed with his seed and then he collapsed panting for air worse than a marathon runner. The devil stroked his wet hair and smiled, showing his fangs. She was breathing in his ear, baptizing him with her lips and wet tongue. Her pussy still wrenching and rinsing his limp shaft. You are going to be an excellent slave of mine; priest heard her say softly once again in his ear. O my priest, for the world you will remain priest, a very good priest, if you may but in secret; you will be my slave. I will confer and decorate you with the power to seduce the handsome, young altar boys and even the virtuous, innocent and virgin nuns like I did it to you. You, my good priest; shall free the souls of all chastity sufferers in your congregation; she told him as he fell asleep to the human eyes. His hard cock still stirring eagerly as he witnessed his own image, bending over a young virgin nun on the altar and fucking her insane. The power of lusty sin had taken over the noble Father Nelson, forever.
The End. Your comments are appreciated. Londebaaz Chohan July 28, 2019.
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