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Father Damian and Emily drown in sin.
I sat up and looked at him. His pants were undone, and his rock-hard cock was just waiting there for me. It was massive - past his belly button. It was the only one I had ever seen, but I was pretty sure most men were not this big. They couldn't be.
I smiled and snaked down to the floor in front of his chair. I got on my knees and he drank in the sight of it.
I had no idea what to do, but after the way he just made me feel, I sure as hell was going to try.
I started at the bottom - his balls - and slowly licked my way up, like he was an ice cream cone. I did this a few times, slowly, before circling around the tip with my tongue.
He exhaled. "Ohh." And I slowly started to take him into my mouth. I wasn't sure I could fit him all, so I did it a little bit at a time. I went down an inch, then back up, and swirled the tip again. Another two inches. Back up. He closed his eyes. "Yes," Father Damian breathed, as I slowly swallowed his cock. It finally hit the back of my throat and I whimpered. I wanted more in me.
I breathed deeply, slowly, relaxed my throat, and took Father Damian's whole cock in my mouth. He moaned and grabbed my hair. "Yes..." He moved my head up and down, slowly. "You...are...so...sweet...oh Emily..." He began to move his hips up and to fuck my mouth. "Christ." He began to move his hips faster, holding my head tightly by my hair as he slowly pumped my mouth...and I was loving it. Oh God was I loving this. I began to finger my pussy.
"Good girl," he breathed as he fucked my face faster...and faster. I expertly touched my pussy to orgasm, convulsing on him, and the sight of me coming, my mouth full of his cock, set him over the edge and he came, shooting stream after stream of thick, hot, white cum down my throat. I swallowed it eagerly.
Father Damian leaned back. The white strip has fallen out of his collar and his hair was sticking up. I stood up and leaned over to kiss him. He tasted like my pussy, and I licked my juices off of his chin and cheeks. He sighed, deeply.
"Mmm." I said. "I told you I like the taste..."
He languidly, but passionately kissed me back. "Yes you did, my child. You did." He chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "However, you didn't confess a history with blowjobs..."
"What history?" We were still kissing between words, my bare ass and pussy rubbing on his jeans now.
"That can't have been your first time."
I pulled back. "Why?" Pouting, I asked, "was it bad?"
He grabbed my hair, pulling my face to his, and kissed me deeply. "No, no no. It was...heavenly. You truly have a gift."
I put my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. I glanced up at the clock over his head. It was 7:58. "Oh no. It's eight. It's eight."
We flew up from the chair. I found my pants, and Father Damian straightened the office. I whirled around to help and picked up the name plaque on the desk. It said, "Fr Damian Akey."
"This is your office?"
"Yeah," he breathed as he picked up papers. "I share it with two other priests. We coach some of the sports teams here - I do basketball. Helps break up the monotony of the vocation."
"I think I help with that a little." I bent over to fasten my sandals, giving Father Damian a view.
He grabbed my hips, twirled me around, and kissed me deeply. "More than you know. Now go. They're starting adoration soon and if you are late, they will notice. Go. I'll follow in a few."
I turned the doorknob to go, and Father Damian said, "oh - Emily?"
I smiled. "Yes?"
"There's mandatory confession. Tomorrow. For everyone, between 2 and 4. Please - don't wear any panties."
Part 3: Possession
"Where the hell were you?" Tara was upset. Heather, Hannah, and Lisa were listening but tried not to let on.
"I...had to go to confession before adoration. I had a few things on my mind. Wanted to cleanse myself before, um, adoring the lord." My breath hitched from lying. I was not used to it.
She narrowed her eyes.