A Late Night Trip To The Church

You here Father dearest? Of course you are. I swear do you ever leave this damned place?

Whoops, sorry. I know how much you hate the ‘d’ word. But really, do you ever go out, see the town, sit in the park waiting for the breeze to blow a cute girl’s skirt up or do you just stay here and wait for pretty little me?

Really? You only leave to get groceries? I swear I've got to take you out somewhere nice, honey. Do you want to go out to dinner tonight? A beautiful night, a nice girl on your arm, what more could you want, Father?

No? Oh well, looks like it’s another night in for us. I’m sure we could find something fun to do here. You, me, some candles, that altar of yours. What do you think? Why don’t you be Joseph and I’ll be the virgin Mary. I am good at acting after all.

What? You don’t want to have sex with me? I thought lying was a sin, Father. You say that every time I come over, but by the end of the night you and I make Sodom and Gomorrah look like a nunnery. So come on, I know you want it, you know you want, the lord up above knows you want it, so why don’t you just admit it and we can start the fun.

Still acting all high and mighty? Okay, well Father dearest, you wouldn't mind if I got a little more comfortable? Let me just slip out of this coat and...Surprised? Yeah, it was worried it’d be a little chilly walking over here wearing just this, but the coat was very warm. So, what do you think? I bought them thinking of you. See there’s even a cross here on the panties and they’re all black so they even match your robes.

They feel amazing too. Come on, just touch them a little and see.

Right? They’re so soft I barely notice they’re there. It almost feels like I’m naked...Father? Do I have the mark of Cain on me or do I just look nice? Because it seems to me you just can’t keep your eyes off. Still don’t want to have any fun? I promise it’ll stay between you, me, and god.

Whoa, Father. Don’t they say that virtuous men are supposed to patien- *Kissing sounds* Mm, I knew you couldn’t keep your hands off for long. Here lay back and let me-hey! Come on, don’t make me kneel on this floor, it’s all hard, don’t you guys have special kneeling cushions or something?

The pain will make me feel closer to god? That’s a load of bull, you just don’t want to splurge the extra dime on cushions is all. Oh, what’s this. Someone’s getting excited. Oh Father, that’s quite a big cross you've got to bear. Need some help carrying it?

Here, let me. Maybe this will even earn some points with the big man upstairs. You know it always surprises me that a man of god is strapping one this big. Do all priest’s have cocks this big?

Oh come on? I can’t say the word cock in a church? But here you are letting a pretty young girl stroke you off, me thinks you are a bit of a hypocrite father.

Silence is golden? Oh yeah, and how are you gonna shut me up Father dearest? Oh, hey easy on the hair! *sucking/gagging sounds* *coughing* Okay, I walked right into that one. Doesn't your book say your supposed to treat women with dignity and respect? Oops, here we go again. *more sucking and gagging sounds*

You love this don’t you? You just can’t get enough of this, isn't that right father? Everyday you stand there acting all holier than thou, but every night when I come by you’re just another man who wants to get his cock wet.

Mm, do you think about this when you’re preaching? Do you fantasize about it when you’re reading the bible to the masses? You do don’t you? You picture how we've fucked on the pew that old Miss Johnson sits in. You think about the time you tossed me on the altar and made me see god. You probably even think about Halloween, when I came in dressed as a nun. You were so naughty, I think you have a thing for nuns don’t you? *smack*

Haha, I knew it! Me thinks thou dost protest too much Father dearest. You are such a naughty man, Father. That’s why I keep coming back, I want to see how bad a man of god can be. Oh yeah, you like that don’t you? You like me telling how sinful you are. What do you think the town would think if they knew that you and I fucked all the time? Do you think they’d chase us out with pitchforks and torches? Yeah, probably. Oh, Mm, Father likes this doesn't he? Come on, I’m ready for my holy water. Come on father. Come right here. Right in my mouth. Mm

Mm, yes. *slurps* I can feel my soul becoming holier already. God, you always taste so good Father dearest. Mm, so do you want to fuck on the altar again?