Father Daniel's"Spell."by Phyllisroger annerogerduncan @ sti.net

I was Danton True Young and nubile and also, this was the important part, longed for and loved orgasms and climaxes and all kinds of things like that which were a variety of ‘ forbidden fruit.'After all, I was not that old but my body was fully developed. gracious knocker, a slender waist and a pussy that wouldn't stop wanting attention…not to mention anal…another joy. I was all systems"go"and organization were ready to go with any proffer, or no suggestion at all.

Then there was this young non-Christian priest, Church Father Book of Daniel, in his dark robe and dangling religious cross with the little Man on it…an almost naked symbol of rectitude…nailed to a cross but what stuck in my intellect was this Man with only a lumbus cloth concealing his crotch. It should not suffer been erotic but for me, a Thomas Young woman, I imagined him stripped of that material, revealing a deprived member which I would anoint with my lips, clout with my tongue, puzzle out my womanly magic on his trunk until he was awake, tumid, dripping with pre-cum and my body ready to stir him to a religious experience…me leaping on the cross, grasping his shoulder joint, lifting to post and my legs embracing that soundbox, looking down at his unvoiced cock in full display between my legs, lunging my twat onto his hard cock…Him mumbling :"Forgive me Father…but she knows what to do."flavor him enter my wet consistence, churning me, holding Him tight and then His ejaculation and His spiritual sperm oozing from my hot snatch. He softens, smiles and I slip down, licking Him dry, both of us still shivering in a prohibit joy. Mary Magdalene, her hectic candy kiss on Him, His pecker milking her cunt to ecstasy had nothing on our last minute coming upon. He should have been ashamed yielding to earthly joy even with his beloved Mary. I had no pity when it came to fucking.

But such was not to happen except in my sacrilegious dreams. forefather Book of the Prophet Daniel's dangling hybridizing was only a symbolisation that aroused my imagination…my wicked thoughts…which were now in the soma and flesh of beloved handsome, hot founder Daniel…his black robe and the cross symbolizing what was beneath his robe…as I already knew, it having been secretly revealed to me : it was a beautiful cock ready for my attentions. I thought priests were circumcised but he explained that at nascency there was no musical theme of a spiritual bent and thus he had foreskin with which I like to spiel in our little sex plot. His dangling cross was the sole dangling thing when we were together !

Becky and I would take turns milking that wonderful instrument of pleasure until Father Book of the Prophet Daniel lay in an sap state having pleased us both. He seduced me one early afternoon after school but then the fun began as I shamed him to take that he was a unholy fucking machine…not just with me but with both Becky and me…I loved riding him and sucking him off with a religious readiness. He was young and virile…extremely virile…and Becky and I tasted of his manliness. I called him every sinful and dirty name before, during and after our shag sessions and it all made him hotter still.

One afternoon, Becky left early after one of our ‘ fuck sessions'and Church Father Daniel whispered in my ear :"Phyllis. I want to contact you away from church and spend more time, alone, just with you."His Word of God sent frisson through me. Becky and I were best friends but also competitors for the priest's attention in some erotic way. We girls each wanted to be his darling, I suppose. Daniel continued :"I know a motel in town. Why don't we meet there…just you and me ?"I nodded and cuddled in to him…we were both raw, except for his hybridisation resting on my white meat, and exhausted and cuddling in his secret way. I loved rubbing my body over his nakedness, feeling his limp prick on my wet cunt…knowing I was the movement of putting it to sleep. I reached and felt his balls and thought of seeing him alone. It was erotic to mean of our ‘ closed book'time without Becky sharing. I was under his ‘ Spell.'

The next day couldn't come soon enough. The motel was walking distance from schooling and I walked there as soon as class was over, knocking on the elbow room he had indicated. . I was filled with religious fervor as I knocked on the motel door. This clip, like the 1st time between us, we were to be alone and I wondered about it…was aroused by the thoughts of it…all day at school. I had dressed…underdressed…for the social function. I was already trembling in prevision because Father Book of Daniel was a grim sexual being…he would never get tired while fucking me and would pound away until I was shaking and lifting and crying…he would lap the tears from my cheeks while, even then, still finishing me off with extra separatrix. Then he would lie on top of me…when I caught my breathing time I would give between us and stroke him as he would gradually go easy. This was a religious experience for me.

I knocked on the door, it opened and I entered. There was my handsome priest in his seductive robe…the mark dangling down suggestively. We embraced and he whispered :"You're a limited girl, Phyllis. Are you ready for your surprise ?"‘ surprisal ?'I thought. It was quiet in the room and I held on, wondering."The Gospel of bathroom paper ‘ the Nazarene wept.'” he said and I waited for my surprise."You make me weep sometimes,"he said."We have a divine treatment every metre we fuck…it's like my pecker gets heavily just thinking of you and your torso and your cunt."“ That's not a skillful give-and-take, Father,"I teased."Nice isn't the word,"he said,"divine is more like it and when it's your ‘ cunt'my prick is in dire motive. And I'm not the only one who feels that way."

I'm not the just one I thought ? What does he think and I hugged him tight, his cross pressing against my tit, feeling his tough cock against my torso. I wanted him just then and whispered :"My little ‘ twat'wants you to allay it of its tensions, founding father. What is my surprise you dirty man ?"Just then the lav room access opened and I looked to see another man of the textile emerge. His smile was huge and lecherous ! Another well-favored man ! I got shake at the altogether idea. It was to be a triad ! Not an animal 3 with Father Daniel's dog but a human one. That had never happened to me, I was a little scared and I suddenly wished Becky was with me.

"This is Father Saint James from another parish. We have been ally and shared stories…I told him of the delightful Young nubile parishioner named Phyllis. James and I have confided in all thing. His congregating is sure-enough and he is one horny devil…so he is my surprise."I looked at him then and at the door to our room."Maybe I should leave,"I said. Father Daniel and William James looked at each other. James said :"Maybe you should allow but first have a look at things."

That said, Padre James lifted his darkness gown. He was fully erect. All of him and when I say ‘ all'of him there was a keen pot in the Good Book ‘ all'as far as Epistle of James was concerned. He was huge and unwavering, flex and already dripping."My congregants are mostly elderly,"he said,"and when Danny told me about ‘ his'little Phyllis I had to ask to join you…my cock is very needy."I looked at his face, his eyes and down to his starchy appendage. God ! I thought, are no priests circumcised ? My Daniel and now his friend James…both of them with foreskin.

Father Saint James the Apostle approached as I thought of leaving but my helping hand went to him…the headway of his shaft peeking out…his form was so hot and his cock dripping. I grasped and moved the skin over the head of his enormous putz. It was captivating me and flexed in my handwriting. I bent to buss and lick as I moved the prepuce to queer him. He tasted sweet."You taste sweet,"I said, looking up at him. He smiled and I kissed and licked. founder Daniel was holding me from behind, massaging my shank and lifting my garb. It was too late to leave. I wanted to stay and enjoy my surprise. Daniel was a very in force priest and beside all that, my little slit had been aching for a ride all day.

My frock now at my waist and Daniel's tool moving from behind and between my pegleg. I was licking and stroking his friend, James, whose finger were in my hair and on my spike. I was hot and a little scared. James was a fiend. I didn't know if he would hurt me. I was Loretta Young and small and so was my cunt. It was just the good size for a habitue man or even a unconstipated doggie but what about King James ? I kissed and sucked and stroked. His clump were tightening in my custody. Daniel was milking me, teasing me, his putz back and forth, from behind, between my legs, smoothing the lips of my wet snatch with his hot cock as I moved on it and building my heat.

King James pulled my face away and held me up to him with a delightful kissing."Don't,"he said,"you're going bring me off too soon. There is a just way to work me off."“ I'm just a petty fille,"I whispered."I don't know…"

James hands caressed my face, smoothing my lips that were wet from his huge stopcock."You taste serious,"I said. He licked my rim and smiled."Little James wants to taste you."“ He's not little,"I said and gulped for breath,"he's kind of big…huge."I let out my hint and sat on the couch, letting my dress down.

King James I sat beside me, holding me. Father Daniel opened a bottle :"Sacrificial wine-colored,"he said and we all laughed."Am I the forfeit ?"I laughed. Now I was surrounded by randy men who said :"To you, Phyllis."“ To me, the sacrificial dear,"I said and we clicked spyglass and drank. I reached under Father Saint James the Apostle'robe to examine him again. My mitt seemed inadequate to the project but he was still severely and I stroked him. He stuck out his wooden leg and pulled up his robe, letting out a huge sigh, I looked at my Daniel :"This is a very big surprisal !"Then I leaned over Saint James for another kiss and lick, his military posture flexing as I held him with both hands. It was my dragon and he was on fire. I played with the foreskin, back and forth,"You're going to make me cum,"James said and I slowed and tope some more wine.

"I need to make relaxed a little,"I said."Let me get used to the idea of being a sacrifice for you two."They clicked their glasses with mine. It was lull in the room. I heard elevator car passing by outside. My head was dizzy and not just from the wine. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘ Elia'part of the afternoon. What would I tell Becky ? What should I tell Becky ? I kind of wished Becky were here just now. I felt very vulnerable and alone and very hot. Book of Daniel leaned in and kissed ; his hired hand under my wearing apparel, petting me."You're really wet Phyllis. Do you like my little surprise ?"he said."I'm nervous,"I said."It'll be okay. He's a priest."“ But,"I said,"he's a very big fucking priest !"I was still playing with James and judging his distance and breadth. I changed the subject.

"You men won't like me for this but I have a illusion,"I said. James said :"About… ?"“ I said you wouldn't like it but here goes…"I drank some more wine and told them of my Redeemer fantasy…of fucking Him on the cross and how He liked it all and came in me…came heavy. I told them all about The Virgin Magdalene and how they liked kissing."Tell me, beginner, how could Jesus possess loved kissing her and not fondled and fucked Mary ?"Now we were all laughing. I pulled on Daniel's cross and slapped him on the chest with it. James looked at us and took grip of his cross and playfully slapped my thorax."You're making my teat hard !"I teased.

Now I had both priests…one on either side…and slipped their gown to their waists. They were both beautiful though of different size of it and I couldn't guide my mind of the size of it of James…I had never seen…or imagined…such a dick."I don't know,"I repeated,"he's huge and I'm little."“ And tight,"said Daniel. I was a nervous slight young lady.

James stood and took my helping hand saying :"Now's the fourth dimension to find out."He pulled me to my invertebrate foot and I followed him to the bed."I know what you like picayune Phyllis and I know what ‘ piddling Epistle of James'likes to do. He is one hungry, starved swain these many month of my good behavior."He was teasing me and I loved it. He was so gentle and sort but I was nervous and full of wonder.

The clock time had come. He pushed me back on the bed, putting a pillow under my head. James reached for another pillow and lifted my bottom, lifted my apparel, spread apart my stage. I felt a sudden coolness where I was hot and looked between my leg to see the drumhead of his rooster emerge from its foreskin. It was so sexy and hot to see the dragon come out of its cave. Like an eye, looking at me, flexing, looking at my legs and thighs and where I was burning hot. My mind was good of lyric : ‘ hungry,'‘ starved,'‘ Brobdingnagian,'‘ wet,'‘ cunt."My starving twat ! I began to slack on the diffused pillows. James'hands smoothing my thigh, adjusting my position on the pillows telling me sweet things.

St. James the Apostle leaned over me, kissing and licking my mouthpiece, and I tensed in anticipation. His prick touched and played. I reached down with both hired hand. I could barely get hold of him and pushed the skin down to let out his hammer which was a deep pink and oozing his precum. We were two hot bodies : a priest and his penitent. He was against my puss now, sliding along the folds, nudging my clitoris. I shivered as he played with my unfaltering clitoris. It was hot and delicious and I lifted and held myself. His stopcock now parting my small twat lips…kissing me again and pushing…he held my knees far apart and I felt entirely spread, set up to be taken, to be fucked and ravished.

Then his cockhead was spreading me, hurting me but hurting squeamish ! Slowly the Draco was setting me on fire, to a new height of disco biscuit and I lifted and spread myself."You're sweet,"he said."Your cunt is beautiful and wet and…"“ Oh God ! Dear God !"I oozed."Father, you're spreading me so wide."“ You're besotted Phyllis…your cunt is gripping me…unh !"I was holding myself now as the dragon was stroking, was going deep. I felt him along my legs and along the walls of my cunt. I began to unlax and react. He moved inside and then out. My paw went to his waist…our mouth kissing, breathing. I was panting with each thrust…I was going somewhere I had never been. tear were on my cheeks…he leaned into me and I bit his ear. He punished me then with a sudden thrust…his glob pounding my bottom.

I was going deaf or my caput was pounding or my stallion eubstance was releasing on this monster taking me place. I tasted the blood from his ear and swallowed and held him…HELD HIM…I opened my eyes but it was a blur…I shook my head and cried out for another thrusting and another climax taking all my soul and body…then he slowed…don't slow…keep fucking…never…never stop…but he slowed and laid on me…an impaled young womanhood. I took him all. I was so proud. I didn't want him to relent or leave my cunt. He belonged in my cunt and I squeezed on my firedrake. Squeezed hard."You're beautiful,"he said and I kissed his ear where it had bled.

Father Book of the Prophet Daniel was holding my bridge player."Watching the two of you made me come…just watching,"he said. I looked up at him and at his cock, puckered my lips. He moved unaired and I licked the last droppings of his cum. I was exhausted and kissed his cock. I began to get word the railroad car outside our room passing along the highway and it all calmed me down, back to my senses from such an good afternoon. King James I was lying beside me and I reached out and petted his soft cock…his dragon…'small James"all soft and still. I would possess to secern Becky all about it. She would be envious but I would tell her that there is this William James and this ‘ little James.'I was sure she would forgive me for ‘ sneaking off'like I had…as long as she got a probability to savour the new priest and his"surprise."It was a big surprise…HUGE ! I felt so very warm up and soft and compress my little Draco which had ‘ dozed off.'I wanted that beast to set me on fervency again, soon !