My Priest and I try anal sex- chapter 3

Now these events are very personal and lead to me loving my priest and I don’t want to ever let that feeling go. I didn’t want to let him go.

I know why even go there. He is a priest. I’m a whore, according to my family, society, and some of my friends. I don’t understand why I can’t keep this up. After all, we are both adults. Both consenting adults who were unable to explore our body to the full extent. Until we met each other.

The way he was gentle with me during anal sex. Something I had before but never enjoyed. It was always uncomfortable leaving me feeling out of place. But with my priest it was different..

During prayer one night; the father massaged me after hearing me explain to someone why I needed the ice pack. I was exhausted from an intense workout.

He wanted me in his room but we couldn’t wait. I couldn’t wait. Once he started rubbing my hips with such want. And how gentle he grabbed my ass, when he approached my hole, I was already his, A willing participant. It felt so good.

He fingered my asshole. Slowly. Then I sat on his finger and wished it was his cock. Right there on the church bench in front of the tiny candles members light up for prayers. I rode his cock.

No one was around or so we thought. There was a priest taking a confession in the booth. By the middle of the church. When they walked out I instantly flipped to my knees and started praying a Hail Mary.

I was glad I wore a dress and no pantys that day.

Once the church was clear. We walked into the confessional and I sat on his cock again. This time he rubbed my clit hard. I had no idea a clit could get so swollen. And like always he nibbled my neck which made me explode everywhere.

My insides felt magnetic, my skin dewy as morning mist. He licked my neck and told me he loved him. Making him go deeper in me. Unloading his cum in my asshole.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wovlk6/my_priest_and_i_try_anal_sex_chapter_3