“Bless me Father for I have sinned. In the name of the Father, and of the son, and of the Holy Spirit, my last confession was six months ago.” “Go ahead, child. What grievous sin have you committed since your last confession?” I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to gain my composure…
It has been over a month since the young slut named Magdalene entered my confessional, changing my life forever. I have become addicted to the scent and taste of her sex. When she appears, all I want to do is please her, knowing that my reward will be a glorious orgasm, in her mouth, on…
Now that Sister Katherine and I had mated several times, Magdalene had informed me that her work here was done. Since I had now accepted and embraced physical pleasure as an important part of my life, She felt compelled to seek out others and leave me to explore the depths of my feelings. Last night,…
All of my life, except for the first eight years, has been devoted to serving ‘holy mother church’ starting as an altar boy and progressing through the ranks until I took my vows. I was very sheltered as a child, and was guided in this path by my very Irish, very Catholic, parents. I attended…
It was Saturday afternoon, and I was hearing confessions as always. And as always, there hadn’t been much traffic. I’d had a lot of time to think, to reflect on last weeks happenings. How did I let myself be drawn into having sex with a parishioner? Could I face this woman again, and be stronger…
She felt great! In fact she felt alive again. No more school. No more homework for a while. No more teachers handing out what the school called “Justice Under God” notification, not that she received many throughout high school, but regardless, high school was over. She’d graduated last night and if she didn’t want to…
“Forgive me father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession, and I’m afraid I’ve been very naughty once again….” Her voice was a mere whisper, forcing Father Lucas to shift slightly closer to the screen to hear her, creating a sense of intimacy he’d rather have avoided. After all,…
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NOTE: This story is part 1 in an ongoing series of “he said, she said” installments I’m working on with SassyCheerGirl. We will be alternating chapters and will each be writing from the perspective of our characters. It’s an experiment in interactive storytelling and may be more interesting for us than for you, the reader,…
This is the part 2 of a story I am working on with WorkAlone. We will be alternating parts. I really hope you all enjoy this story. WorkAlone will be writing from the priest’s point of view, and I will be writing from the girl’s point of view. Hope you enjoy it as much as…
“What we did last night…” the boy ventured, compulsively thinking of sex as he watched his older temptress ease the cork out of a bottle of Merlot, “it…it wasn’t the first time for me.” Elisabeth turned and looked at him, eyebrow raised. “Is that so?” The boy nodded quickly, averting her gaze. She poured a…
Please – Don’t Make Me Do It. PART THREE CHAPTER FIVE She wore her pretty pale yellow silk nightie with a delicate Japanese flower design, with a silken over robe, caught at the neck and waist. Her mind was still very active and she reviewed the last details she had completed before leaving her home….
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