In Saecula Saeculorum

A short-one shot story featuring a priest and a member of his congregation. Can't beat a bit of priest kink.
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Oh Father, I confess my sins before You today because Your word says that You are faithful and just to forgive me of my sins and to cleanse me from all unrighteousness. I know that I have let You down by giving in to the desires of my flesh and by living outside of Your will for me, but I come to You knowing that You can forgive me and cleanse me from all of my wrongs, Amen.
1 John 1:9
"Agnus dei, qui tolis peccata mundi."
Father Mike sighed, slumping back in his chair. This obsession he had with a certain member of his congregation was really getting out of hand, when the mere thought of her could get blood rushing to his manhood. For too long, he'd been tortured by this long-repressed sexual desire conflicting with his devout faith.
He parted his robes, unzipped his trousers and released his erect cock. Slowly stroking it, wondering how to relieve his frustration.
He must be patient.
The priest groaned as he stroked his rock hard prick, slick with pre-cum, and thought of Emma some more.
A knock on the door of the church snapped him out of his fantasies. His eyes blinked open and he hurriedly attempted to adjust his clothing...
Emma took a deep breath at what she was about to do.
"Come in," he said, his normally deep and fluid voice a little shakier than normal.
Emma swallowed and entered.
"Well, well. My child. And what may I ask is the reason for such a delightful intrusion?" Father Mike asked, his voice back almanbahis to its familiar smoothness. "I take it you've had time to consider my offer?"
Emma's heart was pounding as she surveyed the priest, his long fingers pressed together as though in prayer.
"Father, I have sinned." She said. "I need you."
His eyes glowed brighter. "My child, what exactly are you trying to say?"
She walked over to a pew and leaned across it. "I choose you."
"Ahh," he replied, taking great care to remain calm. "I've been waiting to hear you utter those words for such a long time. I knew the wait would be worth it. You won't regret it." He grinned lecherously at her. "I've wanted you for so long."
She followed him into the confessional and slid her arms round the priest's shoulders. "Oh Father..." She whispered back and kissed him hard on his lips. At that point, all thoughts of guilt vanished from Father Mike's mind as his long wished for dream became reality.
He gave into Emma's kiss at once, parting her lips and sliding his tongue into her mouth and seeking out her own. She gasped. She never expected him to kiss as good as this, and felt her body start to tingle with sexual excitement. Already, the very presence of him had made her quite wet. This much older man, a man of God, had ignited a fire inside her.
"You are mine," he murmured. " In saecula saeculorum."
He slowly unbuttoned her white top, exposing her breasts.
Father Mike lowered his head and sucked on her right nipple. Switching to her other breast, he tore more of her apparel, eager hands almanbahis giriş groping under her skirt and panties until he found her tantalisingly warm wetness. Emma gave a yell as she felt him pressing her clit and squeezing her labia with his long fingers.
"Oh my God," she exclaimed.
"You respond so well...already sinfully drenched," Father Mike gave his familiar sardonic chuckle.
"Now, that's better isn't it, my lamb?" He smiled, peeling off her clothing like a banana skin, until she was completely naked. Such flawless skin...
Father Mike ran a finger ever so gently from her throat down to her crotch. Emma shuddered in ecstasy.
He kissed her neck, massaging her narrow shoulders. "Pray with me."
"Dear Father, thank You for all You have done to me and always shower me with Your Graces and Providence in my day-to-day life. I pray all these through Jesus Christ our Lord and Saviour. Amen."
Emma felt a finger being traced down her spine, holding her breath she was scared to move for a moment. Then she felt a brush of his hand on her arse. Father Mike bumped against her, his hardness against her buttocks running his fingers between the cheeks until he found her pussy, sliding in one finger, then two.
She let out a shuddering sigh, leant back against him and spread her legs.
He cast off his robes, took the woman's hand and pressed it to his crotch. Dear God, his arousal was greater than she expected; she unzipped his trousers to free it. Feeling his soft flesh, feeling its heat.
Father Mike let out a moan. The fire within...he almanbahis yeni giriş was afraid he'd spend at once, but managed to hold on. Emma rubbed the head of his veiny cock, feeling the precious drops of pre-cum. He rumbled a groan and pulled her towards him and turned.
I've given into sin. It's not my fault...I'm not to blame.
He sat down on the chair. "Come..." he beckoned, his normally pale cheeks flushed.
Emma spread her legs and straddled his hips. Her pussy only inches away from his hard, throbbing cock. Then slowly he guided her downward. The head of his cock pulsing against her flesh. She could feel its girth in the head alone. Gently inch, by inch, she took him into her.
"Hoc est corpus meum."
Grasping her hips, Father Mike pulled her down, impaling her on his shaft, taking her breath away. They sat joined together, flesh against flesh. Cupping her breast, he pulled it towards his face. Lightly running his tongue across the nipple, making it harden further. Emma arched her back.
His hand ran between their bodies and found her clit, pressing on it, sending chills shooting through her. He grabbed her hips, pushing himself deeper into her inner sanctum...
"Ave Maria, gratia plena!"
She felt his body tense and one last deep thrust pushed him over the edge. Burying his face in her breasts he groaned aloud, letting her pussy milk every ounce of cum out of his throbbing cock.
It all slowed, coming to rest on the base of his cock, Emma could feel his seed trickling out of her.
When they'd both calmed, she dared to speak. "What...will happen now?"
For a long while, he said nothing, just held her close, burying his face in her hair, inhaling the scent, just as he had fantasised about so many times in the past, and found it sinfully arousing.
"I expect we shall both burn in Hell," he replied.