19(f) office fling 27(m)- the teaser (nsfw)

I’m not like most people who claim they aren’t a people person. I’m really not. Once I’m off of work I don’t go for drinks with coworkers or hang out with friends, I don’t even meet up with family members for church events. Nope, I love being at home in the bathtub reading a great book smoking a joint. Surrounded by candle light. Playing some good music.

On occasion though, I jump on a chat line to masterbate. I know, naughty right?
I play with myself all night long. not just to one guy, multiple guys. I come over and over again. I mount my bathtub or edge/grind my pussy against the bathroom sink corn. I rub my breast while I stare at myself in the mirror and making my clit harder, and pussy wetter.

It amazes me how many people actually love the sound of a drenched pussy. That’s a request I get almost every night. To place the phone receiver close to my pussy so they can hear the wetness and my fingers going in and out of me.

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My priest and I- a nun? Chapter 5

The nun is standing in the door way and I am against the wall, my legs wrapped around my priest.

His pants down to the floor and his beautiful ass flexing fast. I start coming, milking cream starts leaking down his balls. He bites my neck making me squirt everywhere. Opening my eyes, seeing the nun edging herself against my priest’s desk.

I gasp in fear and pleasure making him cum hard. Which made me cum again plus having her watch us fucking against the wall made me go crazy. We all came at the same time.

She left as quickly as she came and didn’t say a word. My priest didn’t even notice. I was lost in a haze of love making and perverseness. Why did it turn me on so much seeing her play with herself? Our eyes even gazed at each other for the length of us cumming.

Am I a lesbian? If anything I’m bi. But no I don’t want to actual fuck her. I wouldn’t mind watching though.

I was lost in my thoughts. I didn’t notice my priest was fixing my hair and admiring my face.

My priest and I experienced mass together: chapter 4 part 1

Like I mentioned before, I detest church. Maybe it’s the whole submissiveness of religion, waiting for marriage to have sex, then making sure you procreate every single year after that. Like cattle. And I Definitely don’t understand abstinence from sex forever that is enforce on the fathers and nuns of the Catholic Church.

Nonetheless I did start going to church again especially after reading the taboo stories of Lot’s daughters. They purposely got their father drunk until he thought they were whore he could fuck all night long. Those two are the queens of naughtiness. I played with myself thinking of them sucking his cock. I laid on my belly and gyrated on my hand. I pictured my priest being my father fucking me hard in a cave near a fire. Me on all four, him in ass and a nun on his face.

the story of Judas sleeping with his daughter in law. That’s another that had me desiring my priest. Get this, because she had a veil over her head it “prevented” him from knowing it wasn’t his daughter in law! He thought he was fucking a harlot.

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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.

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My priest and I: chapter 2

One wet early morning; I woke up excited because it was Sunday. And Sunday meant church.

This was the last Sunday of the month and the sa therapy group, as a thank you for letting us use Church rec room, made all the priest and nuns breakfast.

But I decided to surprise my priest a few hours earlier in his room; you know to pray.

The door was already slightly open.

I peek inside.

There he was asleep with a hard on. His cock exposed. Leaking pre-cum.

Could he be dreaming about the first time he smelled me and wish he was a regular man. And how he got closer to me without even realizing it. I felt his breath above my head.

I didn’t need to turn around to know who he was I felt him firm against me. His want for my pussy. Instead he gently swipe my curl lock away from my neck and kissed it.

What the actual fuck. Fear over came me. And the desire to be fucked so hard. I moaned, and his lips on my neck made me cum, made my knees cripple. A nibble turned into a passionate kiss.

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