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“Bless me father for I have sinned.” Even those first words from her aroused my inner demons.
She sounded so innocent, yet, there was a sound of lust in her voice. Brooke Stevens was her name. She was an eighteen year old senior at St. Marks all girls high school. One of the most beautiful girls in the school. The envy of all the other girls. I often heard them making comments about her. Her reputation perceived her. Alas it is not my place to judge but to forgive and guide the young ladies into the right path. However, Brooke was different. She affected me a way no other person ever has before. This girl has been going out of her way to get my attention from the moment I joined the parish here. Everyday in class she would sit there and lick her supple lips so seductively as I was teaching my lesson. Crossing and uncrossing her legs showing me that she was wearing no panties. I am a man of God but I am also a man. The site of that beautiful young pussy drove me nuts. When she would come to my desk to ask for help antep escort she would lean over my shoulder and press her firm tits on my shoulders. My cock would get so hard. She was driving me out of my mind. Now here she is in my confession booth about to tell me her sins. Part of me wanted to make an excuse to get the hell out of there. The other part, however, waited there in anticipation to hear what nasty things this nymph was up too.
“Father, I think of you late at night as I am lying in bed. My pussy is throbbing and wet and I wish you entering me.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Did she have no conscience or morals? She was telling me, a priest, that she wanted my cock in her. What do I say? Do I go crazy and tell her that she is an immoral being and she should be severely punished for such thoughts? Thoughts that would send her straight to the depths of hell. I couldn’t do it. This young confused, yet sexy luscious, beautiful girl wanted me to help her in her time of need. It was my duty to give her penance. Penis was more like it though. My cock was rock hard. My balls were tingling. The thought of this dirty little slut made my cock want to explode. Just as I was about to tell her to go home she standing there in front of me.
Her blouse unbuttoned, I could see her huge tits, such hard nipples longing to be sucked! She was rubbing her pussy. Lifting her skirt for me to see her wet slit. My cock was about to burst out of my pants. I was frozen. I couldn’t think. I was a priest, a man of God, but this hot little cunt wanted me in her. “Father Bryant, put your holy cock in me in fill me with the LORD.” It sounded so right! She knelt down before me and took my cock out and began sucking on it. She was a cock sucking little slut and so good at it. Taking my whole shaft into her mouth. Rubbing my balls and stroking my cock with such expertise! It was as if she had a degree in falatio.
“Father Bryant, do you want to pet my pussy.” Who could say no to an offer like that. She had an amazing cunt. So smooth so wet. It smelt divine I had to taste her. No words could describe this luscious pussy before me. I had to shove my shaft into her hot wet hole. I laid her down on the floor and put my hard pulsating cock deep inside her tight young flesh. Sucking on her huge tits. The warmth of her wet cunt was driving me mad. “Fuck me harder father Bryant. HARDER! I want you too fill me with your hot cum!” I pounded that hot little pussy so hard. She was screaming so loud. “OH GOD OH GOD. FUCK ME FATHER FUCK ME!” My balls began to tighten I could no longer take it. I exploded inside her wet fuck hole filling her up with my cum!
It was over now. As I lied there next to her I realized what I had done. We collected ourselves and began to exit the confessional. Upon exiting, Sister Mary-Margret, the mother superior, was waiting for us. She had heard the whole thing. I was white as a ghost. I have shamed myself and my parish. “Father Bryant, Brooke, the two of you should be ashamed of yourselves. How dare you get off in my church without me!”
It was just then that I realized I truly did find my calling!
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