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Young Father Rosario Balasko
By: Londebaaz Chohan
There was nothing drastically different or diverse about Father Rosario Balasko or as he said, Parish community could call him Father Rizzo, other than that he was extremely young looking, not at all more than 25 at the most. Although Kelly was from a very religious and respected Catholic family of the parish but they did not go to church every Sunday as a must. Father Benjamin Campbell had been their priest in their church for ages. He was the one who had baptized most boys and girls of the parish parents including Kelly.
Although she was told to respect the priests, nuns and any other authority figure of the church but she rather looked at them with the feelings of fear and honor; especially the priests because to her they were her direct link to Lord. Strangely, she would start sweating exactly like any girl of her age would, while conversing with or just meeting any celebrity star because to her the priests were holy and Godly and worthy of always being on the pedestal. When she looked at the boys of her school, she always wondered, how they would look in the robe of a priest and when she looked at the priests, she thought of how they looked out of their robes.
Maybe this was the utmost honor that she hated to confess or bear her soul to these men. It seemed ludicrous to tell the noble men about the dirty things, she had done, when they were so immaculate and so holy. Only because of this, she always confessed the most common and everyday kind of sins to father Ben.
It was such that as she was preparing to go back to school after the summer vacations, when Godly Father Ben got a teaching job at some Catholic school, meaning that a new priest was to take over his place. The whole parish community was very upbeat to welcome the new priest but for Kelly, father Ben was the only priest she had ever known. Not only he had baptized her but he was the subject of her wildest fantasies.
The mass was arranged to welcome the new priest and Kelly’s family decided to attend. The mass proceeded as usual until Father Ben stood up saying that he had enjoyed his long, long stay as their priest but now it was his pleasure to introduce the new man taking his place. He introduced Father Balasko and there was a roar of cheers and welcome from the congregation. As Father Balasko stood up, Kelly felt her breathing stop. He was extremely handsome and very, very young; not at all more than 25 at the most. He smiled brightly at the gathering of the people as he thanked them for a welcome and with a very sexy voice said that his name was Rosario Balasko but they could call him Father Rizzo and he sat back as there was another noisy clapping by the congregation.
That night, Kelly laid in her bed thinking about Father Rizzo. She could see his tall masculine, muscular body and hear his sexy voice too. She was having difficulty to keep her hands wandering because she really wanted to keep her thoughts as pure as possible but as with any other priest, her thoughts turned very lusty. She pictured father Rizzo in his robe standing tall over her as she laid on the altar.
The church was empty and quiet accept for them two. Very gently and carefully he removed her clothing while kissing her exposed skin. Her body rose involuntarily to meet his lips. First her neck, then her tits and nipples. She convulsed as he inched closer to her dowsed pussy. He removed her pants very carefully and only kissed her thighs and legs avoiding her pussy. “Please, please”. She begged him but he whispered in his husky tone, “Patience, my c***d”. His warm breath on her naked skin was making her body shake and whimper. He kept kissing her inner thighs and slowly wide opened her legs still placing torturous kisses on her thighs avoiding her pussy folds. She thrusted her hips to meet his lips but he refused to let her indulge. “Not yet my sweet c***d”, he whispered causing a shiver through her spine. He kept kissing around her pussy for more like an hour. She stayed still because she did not want to give him an impression that she was the impatient whore. Suddenly she felt his tongue inside her, licking up and down her flaps and teasing her clitoris with his very expert and well trained tongue tip. Kelly began repeating his name as she moaned, which excited him more because she felt his tongue reach far deeper in her pussy, slipping in and out of her warm and wet hole. It was too much and she was almost ready to cum. As she shook and shivered the man of God replaced his tongue with his two fingers while his tongue flicked her stiff clitoris. She screamed, “I am Cumming” in the quiet church, coating his fingers and chin with her juices. Now he moved up his body kissing her deeply, bringing her own taste to her mouth. She licked all her sticky and viscous juice off her fingers before she fell asleep with her pussy gratified with those images.
Exactly 9 days from that Sunday, on a Tuesday the 2nd day of the next month, Kelly’s family went to church at around 3:00 P.M. for their monthly confession as they been going first Tuesday of every month at a time when there were very few people. All the rest in her family went to an open confession where they could look directly at the priest but Kelly preferred the closed confessionals with the screen in between and there was no seeing of other person. She entered the tiny room and closed the door. As she sat down on the seat, made the sign of the cross. “Forgive me father for I have sinned. It had been a month since the last confession”. She said and heard Father Rizzo whispering, “Unburden your soul upon me”.
She started as she usually did, confessing her very ordinary sins of the previous month but soon started to say more, a lot more. First of all she confessed that she was not virgin, something her very close friends even did not know. She told every detail of her sex life. As she finished telling him of her last sexual encounter involving her brother even taking her anally all night, she felt a silence between the two of them and then he asked, “Is there anything troubling you, my c***d”?
She knew that he could not see her but she nodded her head and continued, “Father I had dirty thoughts about a holy man of God” and told him the whole of her fantasy she had some nights before. After telling every detail, she finished saying, “Father! The man of God in my fantasy was you”.
Father Rizzo gave no reply. She tried very hard to look through the screen if she could tell, how her confession had made him feel. She noticed, he was resting his head against the wall and his eyes were closed. She heard a slight rustling of his robes. OH God! He was surely masturbating. This made her bold to decide to see if he was really acting according to his desire. She left her side of the confessional as quietly as she could to go over to his side. The door was obviously unlocked, so she got inside. Soon as he realized her coming in, he pulled his hand out from under his robes and stood up straight. “I just, I mean, I was”. He could say anything”.
“Father Rizzo, it is your turn to confess to me, did my confession made you horny”? She could see him blush heavily. “Let me kiss it to make you feel better”! She whispered and knelt down in front of him. “Oh Holy Father, please forgive me, I am going to sin”. She said and pulled his robe over her head, running her hand over his stiff bulge in the neatly pressed pants. He made a loud moan. She unbuttoned his pants and then using her teeth, she lowered his zipper and his pants fell to his ankles. Quickly hooking her thumbs under the elastic waistband of his underwear, she gently pulled it down also to his feet. She slowly moved her hand up until she reached her desired treasure. He must be easily 10’’, maybe even 12’’ and dangerously fat. She used her both hands to wrap around his pole and began to stroke him.
She could feel his hips thrusting in rhythm to her hands. His feel in her hands was not enough, she needed more. She licked the beautifully cut and chiseled cockhead softly swirling her tongue over his bulbous head. She lovingly massaged his balls with her hands while tongue massaging his full length. Suddenly she heard the sound of a zipper. He had taken his robe off and now she was no more hidden under the robe. He placed his hands on the back of her head, stroking her hair as she ran her tongue up and down his shaft with a zeal swirling her tongue over his helmet. His grip on her hair became tight as he started to fuck her brains roughly. For the first a dozen thrusts, she gagged on the cock but soon got used to his fucking rhythm and was able to let his cock slide deep in her throat. Her tongue moved non-stop as he slammed his cock down her throat repeatedly. Now he was breathing rapidly. His cock had swollen even thicker and balls got knotted as well. With a deep growl, he spilled at least a gallon of his pious cum down her throat.
Slowly he let her head go and fell back on a chair behind him. She could see lust, confusion and shame in his eyes. She kissed him letting her tongue transfer his taste in his mouth and slowly stood up, ready to leave. She promised not to say a word to anybody but made him promise to be available for much more same time next month and month after and month after repeatedly.
The End. Your comments please. Londebaaz Chohan December 3, 2020.
By: Londebaaz Chohan
There was nothing drastically different or diverse about Father Rosario Balasko or as he said, Parish community could call him Father Rizzo, other than that he was extremely young looking, not at all more than 25 at the most. Although Kelly was from a very religious and respected Catholic family of the parish but they did not go to church every Sunday as a must. Father Benjamin Campbell had been their priest in their church for ages. He was the one who had baptized most boys and girls of the parish parents including Kelly.
Although she was told to respect the priests, nuns and any other authority figure of the church but she rather looked at them with the feelings of fear and honor; especially the priests because to her they were her direct link to Lord. Strangely, she would start sweating exactly like any girl of her age would, while conversing with or just meeting any celebrity star because to her the priests were holy and Godly and worthy of always being on the pedestal. When she looked at the boys of her school, she always wondered, how they would look in the robe of a priest and when she looked at the priests, she thought of how they looked out of their robes.
Maybe this was the utmost honor that she hated to confess or bear her soul to these men. It seemed ludicrous to tell the noble men about the dirty things, she had done, when they were so immaculate and so holy. Only because of this, she always confessed the most common and everyday kind of sins to father Ben.
It was such that as she was preparing to go back to school after the summer vacations, when Godly Father Ben got a teaching job at some Catholic school, meaning that a new priest was to take over his place. The whole parish community was very upbeat to welcome the new priest but for Kelly, father Ben was the only priest she had ever known. Not only he had baptized her but he was the subject of her wildest fantasies.
The mass was arranged to welcome the new priest and Kelly’s family decided to attend. The mass proceeded as usual until Father Ben stood up saying that he had enjoyed his long, long stay as their priest but now it was his pleasure to introduce the new man taking his place. He introduced Father Balasko and there was a roar of cheers and welcome from the congregation. As Father Balasko stood up, Kelly felt her breathing stop. He was extremely handsome and very, very young; not at all more than 25 at the most. He smiled brightly at the gathering of the people as he thanked them for a welcome and with a very sexy voice said that his name was Rosario Balasko but they could call him Father Rizzo and he sat back as there was another noisy clapping by the congregation.
That night, Kelly laid in her bed thinking about Father Rizzo. She could see his tall masculine, muscular body and hear his sexy voice too. She was having difficulty to keep her hands wandering because she really wanted to keep her thoughts as pure as possible but as with any other priest, her thoughts turned very lusty. She pictured father Rizzo in his robe standing tall over her as she laid on the altar.
The church was empty and quiet accept for them two. Very gently and carefully he removed her clothing while kissing her exposed skin. Her body rose involuntarily to meet his lips. First her neck, then her tits and nipples. She convulsed as he inched closer to her dowsed pussy. He removed her pants very carefully and only kissed her thighs and legs avoiding her pussy. “Please, please”. She begged him but he whispered in his husky tone, “Patience, my c***d”. His warm breath on her naked skin was making her body shake and whimper. He kept kissing her inner thighs and slowly wide opened her legs still placing torturous kisses on her thighs avoiding her pussy folds. She thrusted her hips to meet his lips but he refused to let her indulge. “Not yet my sweet c***d”, he whispered causing a shiver through her spine. He kept kissing around her pussy for more like an hour. She stayed still because she did not want to give him an impression that she was the impatient whore. Suddenly she felt his tongue inside her, licking up and down her flaps and teasing her clitoris with his very expert and well trained tongue tip. Kelly began repeating his name as she moaned, which excited him more because she felt his tongue reach far deeper in her pussy, slipping in and out of her warm and wet hole. It was too much and she was almost ready to cum. As she shook and shivered the man of God replaced his tongue with his two fingers while his tongue flicked her stiff clitoris. She screamed, “I am Cumming” in the quiet church, coating his fingers and chin with her juices. Now he moved up his body kissing her deeply, bringing her own taste to her mouth. She licked all her sticky and viscous juice off her fingers before she fell asleep with her pussy gratified with those images.
Exactly 9 days from that Sunday, on a Tuesday the 2nd day of the next month, Kelly’s family went to church at around 3:00 P.M. for their monthly confession as they been going first Tuesday of every month at a time when there were very few people. All the rest in her family went to an open confession where they could look directly at the priest but Kelly preferred the closed confessionals with the screen in between and there was no seeing of other person. She entered the tiny room and closed the door. As she sat down on the seat, made the sign of the cross. “Forgive me father for I have sinned. It had been a month since the last confession”. She said and heard Father Rizzo whispering, “Unburden your soul upon me”.
She started as she usually did, confessing her very ordinary sins of the previous month but soon started to say more, a lot more. First of all she confessed that she was not virgin, something her very close friends even did not know. She told every detail of her sex life. As she finished telling him of her last sexual encounter involving her brother even taking her anally all night, she felt a silence between the two of them and then he asked, “Is there anything troubling you, my c***d”?
She knew that he could not see her but she nodded her head and continued, “Father I had dirty thoughts about a holy man of God” and told him the whole of her fantasy she had some nights before. After telling every detail, she finished saying, “Father! The man of God in my fantasy was you”.
Father Rizzo gave no reply. She tried very hard to look through the screen if she could tell, how her confession had made him feel. She noticed, he was resting his head against the wall and his eyes were closed. She heard a slight rustling of his robes. OH God! He was surely masturbating. This made her bold to decide to see if he was really acting according to his desire. She left her side of the confessional as quietly as she could to go over to his side. The door was obviously unlocked, so she got inside. Soon as he realized her coming in, he pulled his hand out from under his robes and stood up straight. “I just, I mean, I was”. He could say anything”.
“Father Rizzo, it is your turn to confess to me, did my confession made you horny”? She could see him blush heavily. “Let me kiss it to make you feel better”! She whispered and knelt down in front of him. “Oh Holy Father, please forgive me, I am going to sin”. She said and pulled his robe over her head, running her hand over his stiff bulge in the neatly pressed pants. He made a loud moan. She unbuttoned his pants and then using her teeth, she lowered his zipper and his pants fell to his ankles. Quickly hooking her thumbs under the elastic waistband of his underwear, she gently pulled it down also to his feet. She slowly moved her hand up until she reached her desired treasure. He must be easily 10’’, maybe even 12’’ and dangerously fat. She used her both hands to wrap around his pole and began to stroke him.
She could feel his hips thrusting in rhythm to her hands. His feel in her hands was not enough, she needed more. She licked the beautifully cut and chiseled cockhead softly swirling her tongue over his bulbous head. She lovingly massaged his balls with her hands while tongue massaging his full length. Suddenly she heard the sound of a zipper. He had taken his robe off and now she was no more hidden under the robe. He placed his hands on the back of her head, stroking her hair as she ran her tongue up and down his shaft with a zeal swirling her tongue over his helmet. His grip on her hair became tight as he started to fuck her brains roughly. For the first a dozen thrusts, she gagged on the cock but soon got used to his fucking rhythm and was able to let his cock slide deep in her throat. Her tongue moved non-stop as he slammed his cock down her throat repeatedly. Now he was breathing rapidly. His cock had swollen even thicker and balls got knotted as well. With a deep growl, he spilled at least a gallon of his pious cum down her throat.
Slowly he let her head go and fell back on a chair behind him. She could see lust, confusion and shame in his eyes. She kissed him letting her tongue transfer his taste in his mouth and slowly stood up, ready to leave. She promised not to say a word to anybody but made him promise to be available for much more same time next month and month after and month after repeatedly.
The End. Your comments please. Londebaaz Chohan December 3, 2020.
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