| Author: | James Creamwood | ISBN: | 9780463004555 |
| Publisher: | James Creamwood | Publication: | March 17, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | James Creamwood |
| ISBN: | 9780463004555 |
| Publisher: | James Creamwood |
| Publication: | March 17, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
The Priest said I will lend you my body so that you may demonstrate your sins and thereby help purify your soul!"
With that, he put my hand inside his robe and placed it on his sex organ which was already erect and proudly pointing up towards the ceiling.
"Show me how you would play with it,” he insisted.
Greatly perplexed, I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and half-heartedly and rubbed it back and forth several times.
Then with a stern expression on his face, the priest said, “It is important that you put forth your best effort into showing me exactly what you did, if you really want to save your soul and get God’s forgiveness for your sins. If it helps, don’t think of me as your priest, but as one of the men that you had sex with. Do it to me, just like you did it with them. Do you understand, my child?”
“Yes, your Reverence, I promise that I’ll do better.
I took a deep breath and wrapped my fingers tightly around his cock and began to vigorously stroke it back and forth.
After a minute or so, he asked, "What else did you do besides this?"
I thought about the technique that I saw Darlene use and decided to give that a try. So, I took the priest’s penis between my thumb and middle finger, and tapped it with my forefinger. I then slowly stripped back the foreskin.
After I did this for a time, he leaned back in his chair, asking, "What else did you do?"
I released his stiff organ, and said, “I took it in my mouth, too."
"Then tell me how you did it,” he said, as his breathing became faster and harder.
I looked at him perplexed, and replied, “I can’t really explain it."
"Then show me that you are you prepared to receive God’s forgiveness?” he asked, guiding my lips down toward his throbbing penis, “Or, will you refuse and be ungrateful for the mercy that I am showing you? Remember that your sins will be forgiven today, if you put your full effort into doing the same for me, as you did for the others who had sex with you."
When I heard this, it made me very happy. I considered myself to be extremely fortunate to be able to have my sins forgiven, as I knelled in front of him and put the head of his cock in my mouth.
“Why are you just sucking on the tip?” he asked, rather sternly.
I quickly engulfed more of his penis in my mouth until I had almost swallowed the whole thing.
Then, I began applying suction and sliding my lips up and down his erect organ. I could feel and taste it as it slid against my tongue. I can’t say whether I was doing it from fear, or because I was doing penance, or perhaps it was from just plain, raw passion. But, whatever the reason, there I was on my knees like a cheap whore, sucking his cock and enjoying every moment of it.
I heard Father Desmond moan, and say, "Oh, what a pretty little, blonde-haired sinner, you are! You do that so well, but I want you to stop before I orgasm.”
I did as he instructed and removed his penis from my mouth, and climbed to my feet. I noticed that the priest was breathing heavily and his face was red, as he eagerly reached out and pulled me close to him. There was the same look of unbridled sexual desire that I had seen on so many of the men who had wanted me for sex.
The Priest said I will lend you my body so that you may demonstrate your sins and thereby help purify your soul!"
With that, he put my hand inside his robe and placed it on his sex organ which was already erect and proudly pointing up towards the ceiling.
"Show me how you would play with it,” he insisted.
Greatly perplexed, I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and half-heartedly and rubbed it back and forth several times.
Then with a stern expression on his face, the priest said, “It is important that you put forth your best effort into showing me exactly what you did, if you really want to save your soul and get God’s forgiveness for your sins. If it helps, don’t think of me as your priest, but as one of the men that you had sex with. Do it to me, just like you did it with them. Do you understand, my child?”
“Yes, your Reverence, I promise that I’ll do better.
I took a deep breath and wrapped my fingers tightly around his cock and began to vigorously stroke it back and forth.
After a minute or so, he asked, "What else did you do besides this?"
I thought about the technique that I saw Darlene use and decided to give that a try. So, I took the priest’s penis between my thumb and middle finger, and tapped it with my forefinger. I then slowly stripped back the foreskin.
After I did this for a time, he leaned back in his chair, asking, "What else did you do?"
I released his stiff organ, and said, “I took it in my mouth, too."
"Then tell me how you did it,” he said, as his breathing became faster and harder.
I looked at him perplexed, and replied, “I can’t really explain it."
"Then show me that you are you prepared to receive God’s forgiveness?” he asked, guiding my lips down toward his throbbing penis, “Or, will you refuse and be ungrateful for the mercy that I am showing you? Remember that your sins will be forgiven today, if you put your full effort into doing the same for me, as you did for the others who had sex with you."
When I heard this, it made me very happy. I considered myself to be extremely fortunate to be able to have my sins forgiven, as I knelled in front of him and put the head of his cock in my mouth.
“Why are you just sucking on the tip?” he asked, rather sternly.
I quickly engulfed more of his penis in my mouth until I had almost swallowed the whole thing.
Then, I began applying suction and sliding my lips up and down his erect organ. I could feel and taste it as it slid against my tongue. I can’t say whether I was doing it from fear, or because I was doing penance, or perhaps it was from just plain, raw passion. But, whatever the reason, there I was on my knees like a cheap whore, sucking his cock and enjoying every moment of it.
I heard Father Desmond moan, and say, "Oh, what a pretty little, blonde-haired sinner, you are! You do that so well, but I want you to stop before I orgasm.”
I did as he instructed and removed his penis from my mouth, and climbed to my feet. I noticed that the priest was breathing heavily and his face was red, as he eagerly reached out and pulled me close to him. There was the same look of unbridled sexual desire that I had seen on so many of the men who had wanted me for sex.
