Forgive me Father, for I have sinned...

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For now, this is a closed thread between Pawnster and me. Please enjoy reading.


Nancy

18 yrs old
Long blonde hair
Big blue eyes
5'6"


IC:


Standing in line at St. Michael's Chapel, I tried to recall all of my sins in the past week. It's usually the same thing.....white lies to my parents, forgot my prayers, etc., etc. But this time, I have something else to add. Something to cause my face to turn beet red everytime I think about it.

As I entered into the confessional box, I immediately dropped to my knees and whispered into the mesh opening.....

"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned...."
 
Father

The scent of her rather inappropriate perfume wafted thru the screen and I smiled to myself as I secretly enjoyed the scent of the young lady. Such a boring day with..Father I stole a candy bar...Father I cheated on my taxes....Father this Father that and blah blah blah....perhaps this sweet child would be different....."Yes my child the Lord forgives all that repent their sins before him please...what is your sin?"
 
"What is your sin?"


I closed my eyes, took a deep breath...

"Father, I lied to my parents, took the Lord's name in vain and ermmm.....ermmmmmm..." I just couldn't go on.

The redness rose to my cheeks again causing me to break out into a sweat around my neck and forehead. I felt the one single light beating down on me as if I was questioned during interrogation for a crime. My white uniform blouse was visibly rising up and down to the beat of my heart.

How can I tell Father my sin? This horrible deed had surprised me, that even I can't explain it. It's too embarassing to tell anyone, but I knew I must since my religion taught me to reveal all during Confession.

Taking another deep breath...

"ermmmmmmm....Father, I....I....I...."
 
"What is your sin?"


I closed my eyes, took a deep breath...

"Father, I lied to my parents, took the Lord's name in vain and ermmm.....ermmmmmm..." I just couldn't go on.

The redness rose to my cheeks again causing me to break out into a sweat around my neck and forehead. I felt the one single light beating down on me as if I was being interrogated for a crime. My white uniform blouse was visibly rising up and down to the beat of my heart.

How can I tell Father my sin? This horrible deed had surprised me, that even I can't explain it. It's too embarassing to tell anyone, but I knew I must since my religion taught me to reveal all during Confession.

Taking another deep breath...

"ermmmmmmm....Father, I....I....I...."
 
Father

My eyes like a dear in headlights and my head jumps open as I see where this might be going...."Please my child the Lord is the Lord of forgiveness for all that attone for their sins please continue, all is going to be well."
 
Closing my eyes and thought about what he said. Yes, I do believe God is a forgiving God, but how can I tell HIM? With only a thin wall separating us, I can hear the russle of his robe leaning in, straining to hear my next word.

"ermmmmmmm Father....I had...had...had... had lustful thoughts of this man I know."

There, I blurted it out! Now he knows.

I hear him squirming in his seat. His breath seems to echo in the confessional booth.
 
Father

"I see my child, this is normal for a young lady and is something that you will learn to control. Tell me more of these thoughts my child....did you pleasure yourself as a result of having these thoughts." Oh wow this is going to be hot but I must play it cool and remain devout and professional about this.
 
"Oh Father, I've thought about boys before. But lately, I have been thinking about a man. Someone.......untouchable. Someone......fobidden."

I started to squirm thinking about him now. My breasts seemed to increase twice it's size almost touching the mesh separating us. If I lean in closer I'm sure my nipples would poke a hole through it.

My fingers slowly lifted my plaid uniform skirt.

"Is it normal to have these thoughts Father?"
 
Father

"My child this is something that needs more than a couple Hale Marys you need to see me in my chamber for some private talks....yes that would be more appropriate...please meet me in my chambers."
 
Please meet me in my chambers....



I froze. Did he know who I was thinking about? The redness crept up my neck to my cheeks. I felt my legs go weak from the thought of being alone with this man...I mean Father.

I leaned forward to press to cool my forehand against the cool wall.

I slowly got up, opened the door and there was Father staring into my eyes.....waiting for me.....
 
Father

Just a beautiful flower...so shy and blushing. "Please my child do not be afraid I will help you please come with me." I place my arm on her sholder and pull her to me as we walk back to my office. "Please I will take care of you....you know you can trust me. with the Lord's help we will get thru this and you will be the better for it I assure you." She feel so firm against me and warm I smirk that it is a good think my robes hide the bulge. I take her to my private study and lock the door behind us. "Please sit...sit. perhaps it would be best if you had some wine." I pour us each a glass and hand her one. "I know you are supposidly too young to drink but this is a special occassion."
 
I felt his hand on my shoulders as he handed the glass of wine to me. I felt his hot hands burn through my thin white blouse, which sent shivers down my spine to my legs.

As I took a sip of the wine, I peered over the glass and noticed his eyes staring at something on my lap. When I glanced down, I noticed my skirt had ridden up my thighs and was revealing a small glimpse of my white panties. Not knowing what to do, I shifted in my seat and turned towards him and found his crotch at eye level.

When I looked up, he gave me a knowing smile and his hands started to knead my shoulders.

"So, tell me more about your sin child...."
 
Father

My left arm behind her the right holding the drink I ask her to tell me more about her thoughts and I notice that she seems a little uncomfortable. "Please be comfortable you are safe here, undo a couple of your shirt buttons we have no dress code in here. You are so lovely...such thick smooth hair (running my fingers) your face so shy and perky, lips that are full and a build that no doubt fills the fantasy of many a young man. No doubt the boys tease you about your breasts as I recall you were the first to develop and do not seem to of stoped (smile)...tell me my child as you have these thoughts do your breasts feel different please tell me how they feel, do your nipples tingle?"
 
"Well Father, in the beginning his fingers were running through my hair...."

I leaned my head back as he continued to run his fingers through my hair.

"Then he started massaging my shoulders..."

His hands dropped down to my shoulders and started kneading them softly.

"Then his hands started feeling the sides of my body..."

I felt his hands following down the sides of my body, lightly brushing the sides of my breasts. I almost jumped from the electricity, but I sat there staring straight ahead.

As his hands moved down further, my body started weakening. I was sinking deep into the chair, while my legs were stretched out in from of me.

"Then he started unbuttoning my blouse..."
 
Father

"I am curious child about your breasts tell me do your thoughts make them feel different do your nipples get hard.....perhaps it would be best if I examined them for myself." I begin to unbutton her blouse one button at a time slow, not looking at my hand just looking into her beautiful innocent yet "bedroom" eyes.
 
I couldn't believe what he was doing to me! Turning bright red, I was determined he CAN read my thoughts.

My eyes were locked with his. It's almost as if he was hypnotizing me with them.

Feeling his hand on my shirt sent electric shocks throughout my body. Every button he opened caused me to breathe harder. And with each breath, I felt my my nipples tingle as it grew harder.

When he opened my blouse, I sat there arching my back, pushing my 36C's out. My nipples were clearly visible now, poking through my white laced bra.

I licked my slightly parted lips and whispered...

"Please Father......"
 
Father

"A very pretty lace bra here let me help you take that blouse off...there...such large breasts no wonder the boys tease you but that is ok, now lets see here......yes I see your nipples are quite hard and pushing on your bra (finger slide down her neck and slide innocently over her chest).....I think it best if I saw your nipples to see if Satan is there remove yyour bra my child."
 
I saw the same look in his eyes as the other boys. Except he didn't tease!

Arching my back as far as I could, my fingers toyed slowly with the clasp. Teasing him. Prolonging his anticipation.

After a few pretend fumbles, I released the clasp.

As the cold air hit my breasts, I can feel my nipples harden immediately while it stretched to it's full extension.

Hurting. Begging for some sootheness.

But I continued to sit calmly and stared straight ahead.
 
Father

Oh I do so love it when they sit there and stare all brave and strong trying to deny their heat. I strock her thigh and admire the firmness and the tender meat, the combination of strong muscle and vulnerable inner sanctum my hand slides under her plad skirt. "Never let a boy do this no matter what they promise or say, they are liars and run by the Devil. And lets look at those nipples see how erect and hard they are the color and texture and hardness of pencil erasers (I place my hand from her thigh to her breast and stroke my index finger back and forth over and around her stiff pert nipples) and they are so long. How do they feel my child? How do they feel as I caress them and cup and gently squeeze your tits .....errrrrr.... breasts?" I cup her breast admiring how firm and erect they are and how wonderfuly responsive her nipples are to my touch. "And see how delightfuly puffy your ariolas are they are full of Satan that is why you feel the way you do my child." I kiss her neck and behind her ear. "Its ok to be afraid dear child but I will not hurt you, you are safe here I will help you.....you taste so sweet my dear girl so firm, how does my mouth feel on your breasts is Satan causing you to desire me is that it my sweet girl...tell me...he is in your chest is he not...I think it best if I lick your nipples with my warm hard tongue and suckle on your breast and try to suck that Satan out of them....would you like that tell me;...want me to suck the ummmm... "Hell" out of your tits dear." As I say this my hand slides down her side and back between her thighs. My long fingers touch her silky white panties and I grin at myself feeling that they are already damp. I rub the fabric of her panties between the folds of her lips up and down my fingers pressing slightly against her panties the moisture increasing the fabric getting wetter from my atttention. I slowly ever so slowly move the panties aside....fur.....oh yes such warm damp fur and so much for a sweet young child I am very please by my find. Lovingly I stroke her pussy with my finger tips. I say nothing to call her attention to my actions just keep on warming her up and pleasing her hungry little snatch. My mouth now over her tit as I kiss the wonderful mounds all over and wait to hear her consent and desires.
 
ooooohhhhhh...the feel of his tongue soothing my aerolas caused the shivers to run through my body. As he cupped and squeezed my breasts painfully, a quiet moan escaped my parched lips.

His fingers were sliding up my thighs now. And with each movement, I parted my thighs slowly, allowing him access little by little until I felt the tip of his fingernails scraping me through my white panties.

His fingers moved back and forth, my thighs opened wider. My moans were louder now. With a few more strokes, my legs were spread eagle. Open for him.

My swollen lips were pouring out of the panty crotch. His fingers found it's way and managed to push it aside. The initial touch of his finger on the folds of my pussy made me jump up in my chair in shock gasping for air.

But he managed to calm me down again with his soothing words. Back down in the seat with my legs spread eagle, quivering, begging for his touch.

My mind was racing in a cloudy fog now. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't think of anything but the reality of my dreams coming true...with this man, my priest.

Just when his mouth touched my breasts again.....I couldn't control it. My mind reeling.....I released a loud animalistic moan and shouted out......

"Ooooooooooh Faaaaaather.....fuck me....fuck me now."
 
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Father

So obvious is it that Satan is in this poor child I suck her tit hard to drive out the devil as I hear her say such nasty things to me. "Such language you must be terrified my dear (my moist fingers slowly slide back from under her panties and up to her mouth her wetness kisses her mouth, her ruby full lips coated with her vagina secretions) do not be frightened I shall help you dear, now stand up and turn around and bend over and lift up your skirt, and slowly ever so slowly pull down your panties and take them off I want your butt in my face...do it now."
 
His soaked fingers up to my lips, he started rubbing it, smearing it all over, leaving trails of my moistness around my mouth while the scent filled my nostrils.

My tongue reached out to taste myself. hhmmmm...sweet with a taste of tanginess. I was hungry for more.

He shoved his finger in my mouth. My eyes closed, I took a deep breath and started sucking on his finger like a lollipop. Slowly at first, increasing with each second.

stand up and turn around..........I want your butt in my face......do it now

I opened my eyes in amazement, the sound of his voice brought me back to reality.

I hesitated for a moment, but the look in his eyes comforted me. I knew he would never hurt me.

I stood up. Turned my back to him and bent over. I held on the chair for support as I stuck my ass out as far as it could, my legs forming a perfect V, knowing he can already see my panties while my skirt rode over my ass.

Still holding the chair with one hand, I reached my other hand around. My thumb hooked on the inside of the elastic, dropping it and wriggling my hips so it can slide down my thighs and down to my ankles.

Stepping out of them, I can feel my wetness dripping down my thighs. I no longer had anything there to hold it.

My pussy was throbbing, waiting for him. Waiting for his touch. Begging him silently. But, I continued to stare straight ahead.
 
Father

Such a perfect shaped ass so firm and white no wrinkles or blemishes. As I rub my fingers ovr and around in a big circle on each cheek I smile at her firmness nay hardness of this ass. I kiss it once on each cheek. Then like a snake open my mouth as wide as possible on her right cheek and slowly ever so slow sink my teeth into her meat. Sucking her making a hicky large on her ass leaving teeth marks. "My dear a spanking is just too fleeting and cliche this will be more memorable." Then onto the other I turn my head and make this bite mark horizontal on her other cheek. " There now now you will remember our LOrd every time you sit down. Now sit back on the couch and spread your legs I want to inspect your cunt....errrrr.....vagina for signs of Satan."
 
I felt his teeth bearing down on my ass cheeks. I screamed out in pain. But it wasn't the pain that hurt, it only sent another wave of shivers up my body. I felt my clit throbbing now. I felt my juices dripping down my inner thighs and down my leg.

I couldn't wait any longer. My fingers found my clit and started rubbing furiously. I was grinding my ass cheeks on his mouth almost forcing him back.

But his words stopped me.

Back on the couch and spread your legs

I quickly ran to the couch, I was lying there with one leg over the back of the couch while my other leg spilled over the side. Spread eagle. I lifted my hips, and parted my pussy. "Come here Father."
 
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