In the dimly lit confession booth of a small church, a brunette woman with long hair and a messy, post-coital glow sat waiting. She had just experienced one of the most intense orgasms of her life, and her body still trembled with the aftershocks.
The priest, a handsome man with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes, entered the booth and took his place behind the screen. “Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
The priest’s eyes narrowed as he recognized the woman’s voice. It was Maria, a notorious sinner who had been coming to him for confession for months. But tonight, something was different. Maria’s confession was more urgent, more desperate than ever before.
“What is it that you have done, my child?” the priest asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Maria hesitated for a moment before speaking. “I have given in to my carnal desires, Father. I have allowed myself to be seduced by the devil’s temptations.”
“Go on,” the priest urged, his own heart racing at the thought of what Maria might say next.
“I have lain with a man, Father. I have allowed him to touch me, to taste me, to bring me to the brink of ecstasy and beyond.”
The priest’s cock stiffened at Maria’s words. He had long harbored secret desires for the brunette sinner, and now she was confessing her own sinful lust for him.
“Did this man make you feel good, Maria?” the priest asked, his voice low and seductive.
“Yes, Father. He made me feel better than I have ever felt before. He touched me in ways I never thought possible, and I begged for more.”
“Did he touch your pussy, Maria? Did he make you cum?”
Maria gasped at the priest’s explicit language, but she couldn’t deny the thrill it sent through her body. “Yes, Father. He touched my pussy and he made me cum harder than I ever have before.”
“Did he put his cock inside of you, Maria? Did he fuck you hard and deep?”
Maria nodded, unable to speak. She was beyond words, beyond reason. All she could think about was the priest’s cock, and how badly she wanted to feel it inside of her.
“I want you to touch yourself now, Maria,” the priest commanded. “I want you to touch your pussy and think of me. Think of me fucking you, hard and deep, until you cum all over my cock.”
Maria did as she was told, her fingers finding her wet, swollen pussy. She moaned as she began to touch herself, imagining the priest’s cock inside of her, filling her up and taking her to new heights of pleasure.
“That’s it, Maria. Touch yourself for me. I want to hear you cum,” the priest said, his own hand now wrapped around his throbbing cock.
Maria’s moans grew louder and more desperate as she neared her climax. She was so close, so ready to cum for the priest.
“Cum for me, Maria. Cum all over your fingers and think of me,” the priest urged, his own orgasm building with every stroke of his cock.
With a final, desperate moan, Maria came hard, her body shaking with the force of her release. She could hear the priest’s own moans of pleasure as he came, his hot, sticky cum spilling onto the floor of the confessional.
“Thank you, Father. I feel so much better now,” Maria whispered, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
“Go in peace, my child. And know that I will always be here to help you confess your sins,” the priest said, his voice filled with desire and longing.
Maria left the confessional, her body still tingling with pleasure. She knew that she would be back, again and again, to confess her sins and to feel the priest’s cock inside of her.
The End.
