The Priest and the Whore  

SunneyOne 43F
2146 posts
8/2/2005 3:49 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

The Priest and the Whore

The priest watched the girl in the fourth row throughout mass. She seemed so innocent and earnest, with chocolate brown hair that spilled around her throat and skimmed over her curved and tanned shoulders. She wore a white blouse with a lace collar that was sheer and thin and seemed to mock him as he tried to go about the prayers. Her pleated skirt couldn’t be longer than mid-thigh and her legs were slightly apart, bare. He walked the pulpit, back and forth, trying to get a better view of her. Words left him as she came fully into view. White leather shoes were laying haphazardly on the floor beneath the pew. Her legs were well muscled and tanned a lovely honey color. His eyes were caught though by her sweet, narrow feet that were bare, swinging in front of her. Her toe nails were painted a shiny cherry red, accenting the perfection of her feet that seemed to symbolize her as a whole.

She looked up at him, eyes twinkling with amusement, upon hearing his pause. Did the little vixen know what she was doing? Surely she saw him looking at her. In truth, she had seen, many times. Her crush on him had drawn her closer and closer to the pulpit each Sunday. He was strong and solid, but moved with infinite grace. His hair was blond, somewhat spiky on top in the front and unpriestly she thought, but incredibly sexy. His eyes were blue, at once dark and ominous, and again soft and deep, set slightly apart in a way that made him appear almost vulnerable, approachable and inquisitive. But it was his words that started the intense need inside her, the way he spoke, so intelligent, well read...so grown up. To her, he was perfect.

He tried to look around her insurreptiously, to see who she was with. He hadn’t ever seen her with a man or a woman...odd. Her feet seemed to tease him throughout mass, swinging, swaying, beckoning him with their sweetness. His cock bulged in his robe, making him grateful for its cover as he tried to think holy thoughts instead of thinking of her tight hole. He shook himself, trying to regain control.

When mass ended, his parishioners filed out of the cathedral slowly, spilling out into the sunshine. He turned to gather his things and heard a soft noise. Lost in his thoughts of her, he was annoyed at not being alone when he turned and saw the girl walking towards him. He didn’t speak for a moment, only watched as she moved down the aisle, bare feet pointing daintily, almost mocking his erection.

Before a strangled warning could escape his throat, she came too close. A glass had been dropped during the holy communion and broken on the floor. She was not looking at it, but him, and stepped directly on it. He reached to her just as she winced in pain, crying out and holding out her arms to him like a small child. He gathered her to him and sat down on the edge of the altar, pulling her to his lap, all in one motion. The skirt rode high on her thighs and she twisted her leg, raising her injured foot to examine it.

Her weight was delicious in his lap, and ashamedly, he knew she must be able to feel his hardness. He looked to attend to her wound, but instead of feeling like Florence Nightingale when her cut foot came into view, he almost came then. The pink and tanned foot was raised to him beseechingly, as were her sea blue eyes. The sole of her foot was cut, cleanly, and a thin line of blood was striping its way from the ball of her foot to her heel, up to her ankle from the way she held her leg up.

He slid from beneath her, settling her on the altar and moved in front of her. He took her foot in his hand, fingers caressing her silky calf, and noticed the white panties she wore, and the vee at the joining of her thighs, its shadow. Without thinking, he leaned forward and ran the tip of his tongue through the wound, licking the blood from her foot, sucking gently, all the way down to her ankle. It was salty and precious...the way her toes curled charmed him into doing it again. She whimpered, and her toes spread in delight.

Behind him was a bowl of holy water. He took it and poured it down her foot, licking it from her as soon as it touched the skin. She breathed in sharply at the coolness and giggled impishly at the flicking of his tongue lapping at it.

Her whisper was soft and sweet, husky, “It feels better now, Father.” She leaned back on her elbows, stretching the blouse tight over her breasts. He couldn’t help but notice her hard nipples and the way her skirt slid up her thighs.

“What are you trying to do to me, my child?” He tried to make his voice stern, despite what had just happened.

“I.. I am sorry, Father. I just wanted to meet you. I have a confession.” Her eyes clouded and she looked down.

He frowned a moment, but was having a rough time fighting the white hot desire he felt for her. “Come into my study then, my child. I will hear your confession in private and allow you to clean up. You’re dirty from the floor.”

She rose and limped on her hurt foot, painfully wincing, only noticing for the first time the smudges of dirt on her elbows and shirt. She blushed and reached out to hold onto him, letting him guide her to his private quarters. With the door closed and locked behind him, he turned to her and looked her over.

“You’ve sinned in the sight of Our Father by teasing His servant. You are filled with perversion and will have to be stripped of that, laid bare before God. Take off your outer trappings and lay them at His feet.” He gestured to a crucifix and a gaunt Christ hanging on the wall. His eyes were filled with desire as she pulled the clothes away from her voluptuous body. She did not seem ashamed, but offered them in a pile to the Lord. She stood in only the white panties, the curves of her ass peeking from them. The panties hinted that she may be a bit aroused by the way they clung to her sex.

He swallowed hard and attempted to regain control. “The Father in heaven requires your complete penance and punishment before He can allow me to forgive you. I will have to spank you.”

He rose, and pulled her to him, depositing her on his lap, and quite unceremoniously slid her panties down. His hardness pressed her ribs as he gazed down at her, seeing the part of her thighs, the hint of her hairless, silken pussy, glistening with arousal.

“Now, you may begin your confession.” With that, he pulled back and delivered two sharp smacks to her ass, reddening it slightly. She jumped and mewled with pain and surprise, leaving her thighs open a bit more.

“Father, forgive me for I have sinned. I have had unclean, impure thoughts. I have had sexual thoughts about you, Father. I know it isn’t right, but I can’t help it. And worse yet, I’ve purposefully tried to tempt you. I’ve touched myself in impure places, Father, thinking of you.”

A rain of slaps on her ass makes her jump and whine, her ass bouncing on his thigh. “Brace yourself, my child. Hold still for the Lord’s punishment.” To hold her still, he placed one hand against her cheek, his fingers straying down until the tips teased the wetness of her slit. She moaned slightly and let her thighs fall further apart.

As he continued spanking her, her ass reddened. She cried out as he slapped harder, alternating cheeks. With that distraction, his finger had slid inside her tight pussy, and was bathed in her wetness. He plunges it in deeply in time with the spanks until her toes have curled and her nails dug into his calf.

“Take … the…Lord’s… punishment… Fear … His … wrath…Through … pain…you … will … be … clean.” Each word was punctuated by a hard slap and a twist of his fingers inside her. His hand slides out from her, circling her red ass. “That is the Lord’s punishment my child. I know it is painful, but soon you shall be clean. Let me clean you now to make you worthy.”

He moves out from under her, bending her over a small altar where he was sitting. Though she expected the coldness of holy water, instead she was met with the warmth of his tongue. “mmmnn,” she moaned, curling her toes. His tongue traced the drop of wetness seeping from her slit, and unable to stop himself, he dropped to his knees and knelt behind her, between her spread thighs, letting his tongue trace ever lower.

“Oh Father...maybe, I mean...uhm...oh yes..Father.”

“Quiet, my child. You have sinned and are unclean in the sight of our Lord. I must clean you before him.” She whimpered at his words, her sex opening like a flower, swollen and wet. His tongue traced along the lips, teasing them, tasting the sweetness of her nectar. Like a bee into a flower, he dipped into her, his tongue diving in repeatedly, in and out, in and out. Her hips writhed in the chair, pushing back to him more and more. Her groans grew louder as his tongue withdrew to circle the hard nub of her clit. He could see her feet from the corner of his eye, toes curled, kicking as he drove her towards ecstasy.

She mewled and cried out as orgasm over took her. Sensing it, he buried his face in the secret spot, lapping hungrily, drinking her essence. Barely after she was finished, he stood, his robes already open and plunged into her.

“Aaaahhh...” a sigh of relief and bliss spilled from him as he entered her tight sheath. Her cunt was impossibly tight. Had she been a virgin? He watched his hardness going in and out of her, the lips clamping him like a vise and saw the traces of her blood. Oh god how perfect. His strokes were savage in their intensity, viciously hard, pounding her.

She held onto the altar, whimpering out hail mary’s as quietly as possible. She knew she was not praying for it to stop, but what she was praying for, she didn’t know. She felt him swell and thicken inside her, stretching her so wide, then the quick spurts of his seed, shooting deep inside her. He panted, groaned and pushed into her a few more times.

He stood away, attempting to gather himself and looked down just as she turned, and stuck out her tongue to gather her blood and his seed from his hardness. Her sweet mouth was smeared with her own juices, blood and his come. She lapped hungrily until he sunk exhausted into a chair.

He didn’t know how much time had passed when he awoke, but she was gone. His robe covered him, and her clothes were still there. He smiled to himself as he brought them to his nose, inhaling her scent. His little vixen. He knew she would be back in Mass the next week, again barefooted and dressed so provacatively, taunting him with her carnal knowledge of him. A woman who played upon the darkest of desires, a whore girl who prayed with as much passion as she fucked.

And he wouldn’t have it any other way.


friendlylovinman 42M
1 post
8/2/2005 10:01 pm

wonderful story. I would love to have passion like that.


SunneyOne 43F

8/3/2005 4:08 am

Many thanks. How do you know you don't have passion like that? Or do you men with another person...? Yeah... me too.


eroticneurotic 46M

8/3/2005 5:40 pm

Hey girl, didn't have time to read this right now, damn it's long, goody, goody. I'm printing it and will read tonight, could get interesting, huh? Shit, the way you write it makes for bedside literature, o.k. cock jerking material, how's that. I can get rid of any porn mag articles I have, now that I have your writings. Two Cheers for Sunney! Hip Hip Hooray! Yes, I'm in a weird mood at the moment. I'll get back with you on this tommorrow. Be Sweet, Erotic,

No, be EROTIC! You're so damn good at it.


eroticneurotic 46M

8/3/2005 10:50 pm

Holy Carnal Sin Batman! Can you say Sunney's Erotic Masterpiece! Dayem Girl! You're so twisted(and I love it). That's fucking hot, I think you made my cock hard, well I know you made it hard and it's not he first time. You don't miss out on any detail do you? You were right, I could get some use out of that. Now I'll have to read it again for the third time to finish myself off. I just have one question now, how will you top that one. I love to challenge you, isn't it inspiring? Get's the creative( and other) juices flowing. I love it when your juices flow. Your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard!


SunneyOne 43F

8/4/2005 4:27 am

LMAO... thanks, Erotic. However, I do believe I requested a FULL description of what it did to you.


eroticneurotic 46M

8/4/2005 5:59 pm

I'm sure you've checked your e-mail by now girlie.


SunneyOne 43F

8/4/2005 7:38 pm

I'm blushing. And must go. Very ... very... busy. *snicker*


BeechVogueShyer 66M
6 posts
8/7/2005 8:59 pm

Dyno-mite! HOT STUFF! Like she did to the priest, it "blew me" away!


rm_sharksnsails 46M
738 posts
2/3/2006 5:45 pm

Oh shit! sunneys gonna burn in hell!
Oh shit Im going to burn in hell for liking it so much!

well DAMN NAY SHUN!
time to go play priest with myself.


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