Moms Confession Lands Her In Trouble
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My name is Paul. I am 18 years old and I am from a remote village in Kerala. All people in my village including my parents believe in all sorts of superstitions followed in the village. They follow everything that the leader says. For the past 6 months or so my father who was a manager in a plantation had become a drunkard. He used to beat up my mother accusing her to have extra marital affairs with his friend. My mother was very sad about his behaviour. She repeatedly said that he was wrong. But my father never cared to believe her. It was then that a new vicar came to our church. He was a young man in his mid thirties. His name was Fr. Vincent.
One fine afternoon, mom asked me to accompany her to the church as she wanted to confess before the priest. Mom asked me to join the queue in men’s section while she joined the women’s section. The vicar preferred not to use the confessional(an enclosed stall in which priests sit to hear confessions). There were 6 men and 3 women. The vicar called one woman and then called 2 men as women took almost three times more to confess than men. Finally I confessed and there was only my mom remaining. The time was about six thirty. Just as my mom kneeled down in front of the priest the current supply was cut all of a sudden.
The vicar asked me to light a candle as he knew that it was summer and electricity wouldn’t be back for the next two hours. Mom asked me to go home as I had the key. I walked back home. But just as I reached the gate of the church I realized that mom would have to walk back alone in the dark. So I decided to wait for her outside the church.
Just as I approached the church I saw the vicar lighting the candle again. The next moment it was blown out.
“Oh there’s a lot of wind here. Come we’ll go to the confessional. Wind wouldn’t reach there,” Fr Vincent said walking towards the confessional. Mom followed him.
“I will be back in a moment,” Fr Vincent said as mom kneeled down.
“I have to pay a visit to the bathroom,” said the Vicar holding his stomach.
I made a silent laugh seeing the Vicar disappear into the interiors of the church. I had seen him visit our neighbor yesterday. “Probably they gave him some bad food,” I thought.
After about five minutes, I heard a noise. It was the father. But he did not have the candle with him. I could just make out the image of the Vicar getting into the Confessional.
“Oh thank god you didn’t take so long,” my mom said.
“Hmm..,” the priest replied.
“Shall I begin?” my mom asked.
The priest did not say anything. He lit a candle and handed it over to mom. Moms face could clearly be seen while the priest’s face was hidden behind the window of the confessional. My mom started her list of sins. I could just make out what she was saying as there was no electricity to cut the noise in the form of fan and as there was complete silence all around.
First mom started with the usual list of sins that every woman commits. Having sex, not performing her duties, desiring for something that is not hers and etc. But the later part of her confession was very interesting.
She was silent for some time and then she slowly opened her mouth and then forcibly shut it again. She was holding back tears.
“Father….,” she said breaking out into a sob.
“I have been subjected to domestic violence from my husband. Every day he comes home all drunk and starts beating me up with his belt accusing me of having sexual relationship with his friend,” she said crying.
“Is there any truth in that,” the priest asked in an excited voice.
I found the priests sound to be a bit strange. It was not because of the excitement that he was trying to conceal. It was something else which I couldn’t recognize. Anyways I decided to wait.
“Not at all. I haven’t had any sexual relationships with his friends. His accusations are baseless.”
“My child let the god be with you. Let his immense power rescue you from this situation if you are innocent,” the priest replied.
“But my child haven’t you at least lusted for someone other than your husband after your marriage?”
Mom was silent for some time and then with her face dropped she nodded her head slowly.
“Tell me my child haven’t you had sex with someone after your marriage?”
Mom was silent for time. The priest repeated his question. Slowly mom nodded her head.
“Good. With whom?” the priest asked eagerly.
“That was with my sister’s husband,” she replied crying.
“Only?” the priest asked doubtfully.
“And I used to give blowjobs to my father in law. That was some 7 years back,” mom replied crying out even louder.
“Don’t you know that incestual relations are a sin?”
“Yes father,” mom replied weeping bitterly.
“Then why did you do it?”
Mom remained silent for time trying to hold her tears and then replied “my sister’s husband had threatened to divorce my sister as she was in no way able to satisfy him sexually. I was forced to have sex with him to save my sister. And then with my father in law. For 15 years he had been a widower. He was so desperate for sex. He wanted to have sex with me very badly. Just because I gave him a blowjob I could restrict him from having sex with me.” Mom finished.
“This doesn’t make any difference in the sin that you have committed. Bible says that god will punish those people who have sexual relations with one’s family members,” the priest replied.
“But,” he added. “God has also said that one’s sins, however large it may be would be forgiven if he repents over it and confesses it before god. We are sent here as the disciples of god. Anything that you confess before us is like confessing before god.”
“Now my child do you repent over what you have done?”
“Yes father. I do,” mom replied in broken voice.
“Then how are going to correct you mistakes?”
“I don’t know. Tell me father. I would do just as you say,” mom replied wiping her tears.
“When you gave blow job to your father in law, didn’t you feel that you were not doing anything bad as you were just preventing an incestual relationship from happening?”
“Yes father,” mom replied regaining her self control.
“Now listen to me closely. It is well known that the number of rape cases are increasing day by day. It is not only that they force women to have forced sex. But they try to destroy their body as well by giving them all possible injuries that once can imagine of. As a responsible citizen and as a priest I have thought about numerous ways to prevent these rapes.”
Mom listened to the priests lecture confused.
“Finally I have come across an idea. These people might not have committed these brutal crimes had their sexual desires been satisfied. Now my child I want you to listen very closely to every word that I say.”
“Yes father,’ mom replied obediently.
“Yesterday I came across a person named Andrews who admits to have committed 4 rapes in the past 6 months. He says that he feels sorry when he gets out of that particular mood that forces him to do such a crime. He says that he repents over what he has done. But even though he repents, he still knows that he would commit rape any time he feels like having sex,” the priest continued.
“Oh that’s bad,” mom replied.
“What I was saying was that if his sexual desires are satisfied without using force than maybe he might change. You see not all rapists are mentally ill. Some people do it out of desperation. Is it not?”
“Yes yes. Very true.”
“If Andrews’s sexual desire is satisfied, then maybe we could prevent another rape from occurring. We could save another life from getting spoiled. Your sins would be forgiven before god by the glory of what you have done,” the vicar finished.
“I don’t understand you father,” mom replied.
“Oh my child, I was saying that if you had sex with him then god would forgive your sins and then about the issue with you husband, I could solve it pretty easily. You know how much all these people here believe in me and the church,” Fr. Vincent added.
“Hmm… if you are so sure that god would forgive my sins by saving a life from getting spoiled, then I am ready for whatever you say,” mom said shyly.
Meanwhile I was shocked at the proposal made by the vicar. I found it very strange. But I did not want to stage a protest as I believed the priest like all other innocent villagers here.
“Good. Very good my child. Your sins would be forgiven and you would have a seat in heaven just because of the glory of the thing you are about to do,” the priest said.
“Now come to the out house behind the church. I would come.. err sorry I would send Andrews there in a couple of minutes,” the vicar said.
Mom walked towards the outhouse in the candle light. I found it very interesting that the father had
no problem going towards the back of the church without any light. I did not waste any time thinking about him. I followed mom towards the outhouse. I climbed on top of the tiled roof until I found a broken tile through which I could see the happenings inside.
Mom was sitting on an old wooden bench waiting in the candle light for Andrews. After a few minutes I could see another candle light coming towards the out house. He walked in to the out house. He was a man in his early thirties. He was similar in size and build to Fr. Vincent. But his face looked very ugly. He had a scar across his face and two long teeth’s in front which reminded me of ghosts. He placed the candle on the table and hugged mom without uttering a word. They kissed each other for a few minutes.
Before going any further, let me describe my mother. Her name is Maria and she is 37 years old. She has very big boobs and nicely built ass. But her tummy is a bit bulky. She is quite fat which spoils her looks. But still anybody who loves MILF’s would have an eye on her. She is an old fashioned lady who prefers to wear saree all the time but she never bothers to cover up her navel.
Andrews took mom in his arms and let her sit on his lap. He pushed mom’s ass downwards and upwards so that her saree covered butt rubbed his dick. She repeated it a few more times, before he kissed her again.
Andrews removed mom’s pallu revealing her huge blouse covered breasts. Meanwhile mom had removed his shirt. She was massaging his cock over his pants. It was clear that mom was turned on by the size of his cock which she could feel.. Andrews massaged mom’s cunt over her saree. She was enjoying it. Mom started to let out a moan.
Andrews carefully removed moms saree which fell on the ground filled with dust. Mom did not bother to hang it in a cleaner place. Mom was busy massaging his cock which must have been growing like a monster with her touch as a huge tent could be seen on his pants. Mom wasted no time in removing his pants. His underwear was also off in a flash. His cock sprang out. It was almost 9 inches in size. Mom let out a squeal in amazement on seeing such a huge cock.
Mom put it in her mouth immediately. Mom could just take about 70% of his cock in her mouth. She was struggling with the monster. Andrews massaged mom’s tits while she sucked him. He was squeezing her erect nipples which were pointing out through her blouse. Mom sucked him for five more minutes. Then he took mom on his shoulders and laid her down on the bench.
He slowly raised mom’s petticoat up till her panties. He kissed her milky thighs. He bit her panties on the portion covering her pussy and pushed it downwards. A part of it tore in the act. Andrews put his tongue in my mom’s hairy pussy licking her nicely. Mom was enjoying it very much as she started moaning. He continued with licking for another 10 minutes. They now went for 69 position. It was a bit difficult for mom as she wasn’t used to it. They continued sucking each other for another five minutes till Andrews’s dick was rock hard. The front two hooks of moms blouse had already given away due to the massage. Now her nipples were popping out. Andrews freed her breast from her blouse. Now she was just in her bra and petticoat. He pulled the bra down to push mom’s breast out of her bra.
Then without warning Andrews pushed his dick deep in mom in one stroke. Mom cried out in pain. Andrews ignored her pain and started fucking her madly. Slowly the cry of pain turned out into moans. Mom was enjoying the feeling of being fucked brutally like an animal. After five minutes of non stop fucking, Andrews put his dick back into mom’s mouth.
After the monster was back in its full size, they decided for a position change as mom was to ride him. Mom was making a mess of it as she couldn’t accommodate the entire cock in her pussy. Andrews realized it and started moving his ass along with mom. He again fucked her like an animal for five more minutes.
I was enjoying the site from above. I forgot that it was my mom who was being fucked. My dick was already dripping with pre-cum. I took it out and started stroking.
Meanwhile they had gone for doggy style. I was impressed by the amount of time that he could go without cumming. He was pumping his dick madly in mom’s pussy. Mom was enjoying it to the fullest.
“Fuck me deeper,” mom cried occasionally.
He took mom in his arms and placed her on top of him. Mom started to ride him this time with little more success. Mom was moving her ass swiftly to meet the pace of her man. Finally mom could feel a shudder beneath her as Andrews came in her pussy. It was a huge load as cum was overflowing from her pussy like water coming out of a tap.
Mom lay there motionless for some time while Andrews put his limp cum covered dick in mom’s mouth. Mouth ate his cum and cleaned up his dick. He washed and departed immediately after giving her a deep kiss while mom took a while to get out of the after effects of the heavy fucking to get dressed. I too departed immediately after cumming on the tile watching the fuck sessions.
I did not speak anything to mom that day. The next morning the first thing that caught my eye was a newspaper headlines saying, “Vicar found dead”. On reading further I realized that it was Fr. Vincent. He had died at about 6. 45 pm.
“If he had been killed at 6 45 pm then who was it at the confessional with mom,” I wondered.
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I suggest you read the first part of the story in order to know the characters. I and my ex-gf both looked at each other. Realizing what we have done, we tried to separate us but our hearts had some other intentions. I took off my hands from her so did she, we moved backed a little but our minds were still in that moment of mutual consent. I opened the car draw and took out the cigarette pack and walked towards the shores. I tried to light the cigarette but the sea winds made it really hard....
Fareeda kept narrating to me. – After the dinner, we went back to our room. Johnny went back a little earlier to me. I wondered why. Our questions were answered when we entered the room. The guys had separated the beds apart and each of them had been covered with mosquito nets. Now, what some do on the bed would not be seen to the other two couples. As soon as we were there, we all got naked and I went inside my net, waiting for Johnny. In front of the camera, my encounters with him were...
Narrated by qamar Why do I think that this will be the last part of this story? I dunno. What I know is she seems to be in a trouble. Whatever it was, I decided to go meet her and ask. Surely, she had no reason to waste my time on and off the roads. I reached the address. It was an apartment. She was looking down at me from the 1st floor. – come inside, qamar! The door is open – I went inside and locked the door. She said, – qamar, I have reached my last times. I went for a body check up...
Because of the religion, I was born into, because of my occupation as a pornstar and because of still covering my head like a pious woman of the religion I was born into, there were occasions I came across trouble. This happened a little after I retired from porn. I was twenty-six then. These days, refugee and immigrant men from the middle east, Northern Africa, Afghanistan, Pakistan etc. Were around where I lived. They were a true menace to the women there and in fear of being called racists,...
Here I am gonna state one pretty rough sex scene I performed when I was in america, before my surgery. The good thing about the japanese is that they are not much into humiliating women during porn. But when it comes to america, it was the norm. Seriously, if it was not for the bug money I was paid, I would have felt it worse than getting sexually assaulted. Raided at home While I am at home reading a magazine, dressed in my night dress and head cover, prepared to sleep, I hear steps outside....
When we were back inside my room, we took off our shoes. he closed the room, locked it and we started kissing each other, getting into the arms of each other. After a while, he hugged me even tighter and started smooching me, as I said, – oh Takeda, you make me crazy – As he was pulling down the zip on the back of my gown. As he was pulling down my gown, I pulled off his coat, and then his shirt as well. After that, he himself took off his trouser and I took off my gown. Now we were in our...
3 ravaged on a train I am a school girl who travels by train, regularly (for this role, I was made up to look younger). One day, as usual I get to the train and since the train is almost full, I travel standing. After a few stops, I am the only woman left on the train. Then, the guy behind me (say A) starts molesting my boobs. As I struggle to break away from him, more guys join him and two of them (say B and C) hold my hands aside and the guy A unbuttons my bounce, pulls it down, removes my...
2. Ripped on a train I am a woman who regularly travels by train. I dress myself in my white buttoned shirt, black fit skirt and black coat. When I am traveling on the train, I have to travel standing as all the seats are already packed and there are many people around me, traveling standing. I am the only woman on the box. While I am on the way, a guy comes near me and starts groping my ass. I push away his hand, looking at him with disgust. He starts it again. I push his hand again,...
5. Position name: Eiffel Tower The woman stands straight, legs wider than shoulder width and she fully bends upside down, holding the elbows in front of her and resting them on the floor if possible. The man is behind her back, slightly bends his knees, puts his arms on her lower back and penetrates his female partner. Depending on the height of the man, he can be on his toes or just stand still, in the process the couple can hold the position they like. This time, he was spanking my ass as...
The next day I faced the surgery. Okinawa did not forget to strengthen me mentally and prepare me for the surgery. – do not be scared my dear, this is for you own goodness. You can refuse this even now but if you do, you coming here all the way will be pointless – – I wanna do this, Mr Okinawa – He kissed my forehead and let me go. After the surgery, when I was back to consciousness, I could not believe my eyes. I was covered with plasters. My boobs, hip, ass cheeks and thighs seemed bigger...
The next mail from Fareeda to Qamar: Lemme explain to you how I was physically changed. Once, Mr. Thomas had called upon all his girls to show up at his place, in the morning. We all were there, seated on the benches around the hall, waiting for him to come around. He came around, greeted us all and said, – Well, this will sound strange for you. One of my old friends in this industry from Japan, Mr. Okinawa, is coming here today and he said to me that he wanted one of you to come with...
The next part of my email to qamar : Later I woke up, feeling some wet tickling on my right nipple. When in opened my eyes, I saw Alex, licking and chucking my nipple, while groping my left boob with his right hand. – Alex…you, Horny bastard! – – good evening princess! Ready for more banging or should I prepare you? – He said as he moved his mouth to my other boob and started groping my right boob. I was moaning. – ah…yeah baby, taste my nipples – I said as I bit my lower lip and turned my...
After the scene, I took my money, and Thomas said, – the car is waiting outside. I will take you to your hotel room – Hotel room? I went with him, as he accompanied me. It looked like a great car. As we were traveling, I was in the front seat and he was rubbing my right thigh, under my dress. He asked, – I guess it was rough. Well, at least you were paid well – – yeah, tell me about it. Never thought this would be this rough. If not for the money, I would not have stayed – – Heh, so you wanna...
My next mail to qamar: This is how i entered the porn industry. I went to the United States, had a job as a cleaner at a pre school and was later dropped out. I was crying on a bench, when I was talked to by a man named Thomas, who was at his forties and was tall and handsome. He said he can offer me a job, where I can earn much more in much less times, but under two regulations. I had to take certain physical hardships and give up my very religious life, that he observed with my head cover and...
Fareeda narrates this. * * * * * * * * * * -So I guess…- Qamaar said as he put away his book and his pen and came close to me, -…I think you need some relief now. I have brought you some food and…once you are done, you know what- As soon as we were done eating, he pulled me to himself and started kissing me. I stopped him for a while and said, -Hey…be gentle, Qamaar. I have gone through enough hardship for a lifetime. Now, I need some relief. Got it?- -okay- He said as he took me to his...
Qamaar narrates this * * * * * * * * * * Fareeda kept narrating. “I had lost much of my lust and by now, superbly tired and dirty, I wanted to go home. I thought I would not be able to go to teach at the school the next morning. 44, 45 two guys (say Numan and Bashir) came to me and fucked me such a way that Numan was laying down and he had his legs upwards. I had to ride him, almost laying on him with my legs by his both sides and Bashir fucked me, kneeling behind me. At the end, Numan...
Qamaar narrates this * * * * * * * * * * “Are you sure you are gonna narrate me all of what happened on the bus then?” I asked. She said, “I think it is better if I narrate all of it now. Then only that scene is over. Otherwise, while having sex with you, I might forget where I stopped. 24, 25 as I was lying there upwards, two more guys (say jabir and anas) came to me. They turned me to my right hand side, jabir laid in front of me and anas on my back and as Anas put his penis inside me and...
Qamaar narrates this. * * * * * * * * * * “You have narrated me quite a bit now, furry. Do you not think we should have some sex and…” I did not complete the question. She smiled and said, “Well, let us first finish this case and then we can have anything we want between us. Between a set of men who had sex with me, sometimes I felt tired. Then, Ahmad gave me some soft drinks that someone had brought to the bus, saying, “We thought you would feel tired. Here, have this and prepare to the next...
Qamaar narrates this part * * * * * * * * * * “What happened next? How many other men have sex with you?” I asked as I was writing down what she was narrating. “Well, I have no idea how many other but surely, some other men had sex with me and I had sex with them too, sometimes. It was a bus full of men, sitting, standing and hanging around the foot board! 2 After Ahmad stood and walked away, imad came. I was once disgusted about him but this time my lust seemed to have overpowered my...
Again, Qamaar narrates the story * * * * * * * * * * “Furry, no offense. When you are narrating me now the story, you do not seem to be worried about what happened then. But I am pretty sure your mood was the exact opposite back then right before anything started on the bus. Even though you had had much sex by that time, I do not think you wanted to have sex with any more people, especially a bus full of men, right?” I said as I again prepared to write down. She smiled at me. She seemed to...
Qamaar narrates this part * * * * * * * * * * “So what happened next? I mean, what happened after you went home? I am sure you had to go abroad before you had to come across this porn thing. Did you come across any other sexual advancements before that, in here?” I asked her as I was prepared to write it down. She, now dressed in one of the dresses my mom used to dressed, narrated this. “After I went home, my parents welcomed me as usual. They said to me that I look a little sick. I said I...