Note: This confession is completely fictional. It is a fantasy that I wanted to write down.
I’ve been a priest for 10 years and I don’t regret it. I came into the priesthood at a dark time in my life. The only woman I’ve ever loved had died and I was lost. I was seeking comfort. I was seeking faith. And I found it in the church. For 10 years I have devoted myself to God and to speaking his word. But at the same time I am human. And I am reminded of this every morning when I wake up with a hard on. I don’t even masturbate. I can’t bring myself to it. It’s a sin, I know it. I would hate myself for it afterwards. But what I do enjoy doing is edging myself. I grip my hard cock and stroke it until the point of climax and then stop. I’ve been doing this for
Anyways, this is my confession. I am 38 and in relatively good shape and I must admit to having impure thoughts about certain women I see at mass. I look at Mrs. Levy’s massive tits as they are crammed in her peach Sunday church dress. Mrs. Jenkins has a daughter in her early 20’s and when she comes to take her sacrament, she kneels before me, closes her eyes and opens her mouth. I can’t help to imagine shoving my cock in her throat. These are the thoughts I live with everyday and I cannot do anything about it. I don’t even masturbate. I can’t bring myself to it. It’s a sin, I know it. I would hate myself for it afterwards.
And sometimes my raging hard on reminds me I need to release. That’s when I go to the gym, or go for a run just to take my mind off things. But all this became too difficult when a new nun had joined our church. Savannah was a beautiful girl the likes of which I had never seen before. She wasn’t lingerie model beautiful or anything like that, there was a wholesomeness to her and a natural beauty. Piercing blue eyes, slim figure, with the most perfect smile. She was 19 and formerly a member of the amish community. She was assigned to shadow me for a week and to learn how we operate at our congregation in order to give her more of an understanding of her duties and she was doing great.
After hours one night, I was in my residence drinking a little bit of whiskey and watching a baseball game when there was a knock on my door. I hid the bottle and went to open it. It was Savannah and she asked if she could ask me a few questions and just talk about some things on her mind. I said sure, of course and invited her in. She asked me about how to deal with her struggling sexual desires and how to balance those urges with the commitment she’s made with the lord. I told her it’s a hard decision to make but it’s something we must fully commit to if this is the path in life you really want to take. After a while of chatting, she asked me if she could confess. I said sure, and that’s when the dam opened up.
Savannah told me about when she first turned 18 as an amish girl her brother and his friends all used her mouth and ass as a cum dumpster. Even thought she was a vaginal virgin and intended for it to stay that way, her mouth and ass have been used daily since she was 18 until she finally got the courage to leave that life and fully commit to the lord in her own way. But ever since she’s had these cravings for cock and cum and she can’t deny them anymore. Hearing her talk about these things was having quite a serious effect on me. And I think she noticed. “Father… I’m sorry I didn’t mean to cause that” she said as she looked down at the bulge in my pants. I tried to hide it and told her it was nothing.
She asked me how I deal with and I tell her I don’t. I suppress my urges because it’s easier that way. Then Savannah looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes, mouth almost watering at this point and she asked… “May I take care of you father?” She was still wearing her official nun attire, that combined with the words that she just said made me drunk with lust. I said no, we can’t. And then she ran her hands over my bulge and squeezed it. I was frozen. She dropped to her knees and looked up at me so innocently and said, “I’m really good, Father. I really am. You shouldn’t have to worry about these urges. Let me help you. Give me your sin.” as she begins to take my pants off… “I need it just as much as you do” and then finally my hard cock is in her soft little hands. I let out a soft moan.
She gripped it and squeezed it. My cock was engorged at this point as were my balls. Years of cum marinating and waiting for this moment. Savannah was practically salivating now as she lowered her mouth onto me and began licking me and sucking me as if this was her only true purpose in life. As for me, I had gone into another realm. The pleasure was too much for me to bear. Her mouth on my cock was the greatest feeling I’ve ever experienced. I closed my eyes and just let it happen. I looked down for a moment and it was clear that Savannah was a true cocksucker. She was enjoying this just as much as I was, maybe more. She would take it all the way down her throat and keep it there for a few seconds. I could tell she was showing off. She kept tonguing my balls and massaging them, getting them ready for an eruption. “Please Father, give it to me, give me your holy milk” It has been about ten minutes and I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt I was close. And she knew it because she kept sucking harder and harder, choking herself on it, until finally I released…. my cock throbbing in her mouth as I unleashed years worth of cum down her throat. She took it all like a champ. She swallowed every single drop. She kept stroking me, make me cum more and more until the last bit was out. She looked invigorated, she was smiling and had a bit of red on her cheeks. I had given her a life boost. And I was spent. I couldn’t move.
She composed herself and reminded me that I didn’t have to ever keep it in anymore. She will be more than happy to help me release whenever I wanted.
The end.
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