Religious Fetish

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This isn't my main thing but sometimes it really gets me going.

Spent some years in seminary, so the connection between sex---especially "naughty" sex---and religion is potent for me.

Naughty nuns, crucifixes in moist places, churches....

Again, not my main thing, but sometimes it is THE thing for me.

That true of anyone else here?
 

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Not my thing either but there was some movie that came out perhaps in the 70's about a woman who fell in love with a priest.
 
Rome, Italy, 1952

No, nor mine, but you have brought this up out of my memory of when I was a student in a private Catholic school in Rome. We boys would take the Nº 46 trolly down from the Via Aurelia into one the poorer sections of town near the Victor Emmanuel monument, the "Wedding Cake," for its appearance. I was 13. A walk down a narrow winding lane between tenements was supposed to bring me to where I could buy black market American cigarettes. I did as a schoolmate had told me, tentatively shouted up to the balconies above me, "cigaros!" over and over until an older woman leaned out of a window, shouted to grab my attention, and directed me to some iron stairs on the side of the building. I found out later that this particular apartment backed onto a Catholic-run way home for unwed pregnant and battered mothers. I was told to wait in a little room where an older lady was working at an ancient sewing machine. A girl of 18 or so sat several inches from me on the bench where I was asked to sit. She held a very young baby, who began to cry. The girl was beautiful as only young Italian women can be. Long black hair, pale but healthy skin, no boniness anywhere, curves that would have inspired a dead man to rise up, and she had enormous dark eyes with long black lashes. As if apologizing, she briefly smiled at me, just a flicker, and then turned away, unbuttoned the front of her dress, pulled it aside and completely exposed the highest, most beautiful breast I have ever seen, then or now. While I sat, sneaking peeks, she nursed her baby. After a couple of minutes her nipple slipped from the baby's mouth, sprayed the mother's lap, and she switched sides, so that for a moment I saw both breasts, nipples turgid and engorged, both dribbling milk. A blush had risen from her shoulders to her neck and then crept up her face. her eyes remained modestly lowered but perhaps she was aware of me because she gently smiled and I did not want the woman to return just yet with my cigarettes. The young mother must have been from the Catholic unwed mothers home. I'll never forget her. I was too young. too shy to say or do anything more than take it all in. She was the star in my first wet dream. After that, I masturbated to her memory over the years--her breasts, her long neck and the way she crossed her legs, nodded her long hair back off a shoulder, the blush, the smile, her warm presence.
 
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Lovely story. Thank you.

Yes, I agree. Quite wonderful.

RE: the original question, not so far as a fetish for me, but it can be stimulating. It's a troublesome area of eroticism, because whenever I get to thinking about, I think of my own arousal against the backdrop of all those thousands of boys molested by catholic priests, and I get confused.
 
Yes, I agree. Quite wonderful.

RE: the original question, not so far as a fetish for me, but it can be stimulating. It's a troublesome area of eroticism, because whenever I get to thinking about, I think of my own arousal against the backdrop of all those thousands of boys molested by catholic priests, and I get confused.

I know a girl who married a catholic priest. They were at it in while he was still a cleric sneaking into the parochial house 😀😈
 
I know a girl who married a catholic priest. They were at it in while he was still a cleric sneaking into the parochial house 😀😈

I love those stories

A known fact in my family is that my first ancestor in the US, back in the 1600s, was a Huguenot who had escaped the persecutions in France. Family myth is that the girl he brought with him was an escapee from a convent there.
 
I always find it a turn on when another girl with ample cleavage wears a cross necklace. It's the combination that makes me horny. It's especially been relevant to me since I became a God believer. Because it's taboo.

I also know of an older woman who likes muscular young guys wearing crosses too.
 
Dang... as both an unabashed perv and a practicing minister, I was hoping to see this thread get a little more traction. I will say this, though... when I'm doing hospital visitation or things like that, the nurses tend to be a little bit flirtier with me when I wear my clerical collar than when I don't.
 
Not a fetish, bUT who doesn't love a,sexy woman in a Catholic school girl outfit? ;)
 
Might be considered a fetish for me. But ALWAYS a turn-on! I am not sure I understand the "why" except that it adds a new layer of taboo and naughtiness. The mind IS the largest sex organ for sure.
 
I was hoping to see this thread get a little more traction.

Me too! My ex was involved with a Catholic priest for a time. Thoughts of what they did together still fuel many of my masturbation fantasies. I've been hoping to come across pics or videos of a mature blonde getting it on with a priest, but no luck so far.
 
Me too! My ex was involved with a Catholic priest for a time. Thoughts of what they did together still fuel many of my masturbation fantasies. I've been hoping to come across pics or videos of a mature blonde getting it on with a priest, but no luck so far.

Maybe something like this?

http://img-hw.xvideos.com/videos/thumbs169ll/6a/93/3c/6a933c2f477dc3ead96f81dbd77c9013/6a933c2f477dc3ead96f81dbd77c9013.10.jpg

https://fi1.ypncdn.com/m=eaAaaEPbaaaa/201608/23/12995661/original/15/milf-rebecca-moore-is-fucked-by-the-priest-in-i-confess-15.jpg
 
I wrote a story once that included a woman having sex with a priest (in the confessional). Later, the priest has sex with his own daughter (born before he became a priest). I was going for as taboo a story as I could get!
 
Maybe not EXACTLY religious, but... Women's fashions lately tend to be very sexy and revealing. I will get aroused in church looking at girls in very short skirts and fuck-me heels.
 
I agree. The fashions have moved to the sexy, revealing and naughty even at church. I find these moments oh so tantalizing as I look and fantasize. The fact that this is "church" girls and women makes it even more erotic and wonderful!
 
I'm not the only one who has seen the iconic image of the Virgin of Guadalupe as a fanciful presentation of a woman's genitalia. Young Catholic boys in the Southwest pray to her...
 
I'm reminded of a quote from "House, M.D." - "Oh, c'mon. If porn is bad, then why are there so many nuns in it?"
 
hijab

I have a hot Muslim friend who doesn't normally wear a hijab, but when I saw a photo of her in one it was a turn on.
 
I have a thing for seeing a crucifix swinging as a pair of breasts hang and sway behind it.

My ex-wife was a Catholic (I'm an atheist) and it was a silent gripe of mine that she didn't wear a crucifix. I would've mentioned it but given how fragile our sex-life was already, and how much guilt and consternation her faith caused her, linking the two so explicitly didn't seem like a great idea.
 
Yes, I agree. Quite wonderful.

RE: the original question, not so far as a fetish for me, but it can be stimulating. It's a troublesome area of eroticism because whenever I get to thinking about, I think of my own arousal against the backdrop of all those thousands of boys molested by Catholic priests, and I get confused.

Cognizant dissonance, ambivalent feelings and thoughts ... probably an uncomfortable feeling in your stomach, always a red flag about making a decision. (But that's quite specific, not germaine here.)
 
Quite right . . .

I have a thing for seeing a crucifix swinging as a pair of breasts hang and sway behind it.

My ex-wife was a Catholic (I'm an atheist) and it was a silent gripe of mine that she didn't wear a crucifix. I would've mentioned it but given how fragile our sex-life was already, and how much guilt and consternation her faith caused her, linking the two so explicitly didn't seem like a great idea.

Yep, when not erotic, religion is a real wet blanket. You did right by not bringing it up with your wife.
 
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