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

I was immature and marriageable and also, this was the authoritative persona, longed for and loved sexual climax and culmination and all kind of things like that which were a sort of ‘ forestall fruit.'After all, I was not that old but my consistence was fully developed. Nice breasts, a slender shank and a pussycat that wouldn't finish wanting attention…not to mention anal…another joy. I was all systems"go"and scheme were make to go with any hint, or no suggestion at all.

Then there was this young priest, Father Daniel, in his dark robe and dangling religious cross with the short Man on it…an almost raw symbol of rectitude…nailed to a Cross but what stuck in my head was this Man with only a loin textile concealing his privates. It should not ingest been erotic but for me, a unseasoned fair sex, I imagined him stripped of that cloth, revealing a deprived phallus which I would anoint with my sassing, lick with my tongue, work my womanly deception on his torso until he was animated, raise, dripping with pre-cum and my body ready to stir him to a spiritual experience…me leaping on the cross, grasping his shoulders, lifting to position and my leg embracing that consistency, looking down at his severe cock in full phase of the moon display between my legs, lunging my cunt onto his hard cock…Him gumming :"Forgive me Father…but she knows what to do."Feeling him enter my wet body, churning me, holding Him tight and then His interjection and His apparitional sperm oozing from my hot cunt. He softens, smile and I slip down, licking Him dry, both of us still shivering in a disallow joy. The Virgin Magdalene, her feverous osculation on Him, His cock milking her puss to ecstasy had nothing on our last minute encounter. He should have been ashamed yielding to earthly pleasance even with his honey Mary. I had no shame when it came to fucking.

But such was not to materialize except in my sacrilegious pipe dream. Father of the Church Daniel's dangling cross was only a symbol that aroused my imagination…my wicked thoughts…which were now in the signifier and flesh of dearest handsome, hot founding father Daniel…his black robe and the interbreeding symbolizing what was beneath his robe…as I already knew, it having been secretly revealed to me : it was a beautiful turncock ready for my attentions. I thought non-Christian priest were circumcised but he explained that at parentage there was no estimation of a religious bent and thus he had foreskin with which I like to play in our petty sex secret plan. His dangling crisscross was the merely dangling affair when we were together !

Becky and I would take turns milking that tremendous pawn of delight until Father Daniel lay in an beat nation having pleased us both. He seduced me one ahead of time afternoon after school day but then the fun began as I shamed him to admit that he was a sinful fuck machine…not just with me but with both Becky and me…I loved riding him and sucking him off with a spiritual elan. He was young and virile…extremely virile…and Becky and I tasted of his manfulness. I called him every sinful and dirty public figure before, during and after our fuck sitting and it all made him hotter still.

One good afternoon, Becky left early after one of our ‘ eff sessions'and founding father Book of the Prophet Daniel whispered in my ear :"Phyllis. I want to meet you away from church and drop more time, alone, just with you."His words sent chills through me. Becky and I were best champion but also challenger for the priest's attentions in some erotic way. We girls each wanted to be his pet, I suppose. Daniel continued :"I know a motel in Ithiel Town. Why don't we meet there…just you and me ?"I nodded and cuddled in to him…we were both naked, except for his cross resting on my tit, and exhausted and cuddling in his buck private way. I loved rubbing my torso over his nakedness, feeling his hobble prick on my wet cunt…knowing I was the suit of putting it to kip. I reached and felt his lump and thought of seeing him alone. It was erotic to opine of our ‘ mystic'time without Becky sharing. I was under his ‘ Spell.'

The next day couldn't come soon enough. The motel was walking distance from school and I walked there as soon as course of instruction was over, knocking on the room he had indicated. . I was filled with religious fervor as I knocked on the motel door. This sentence, like the initiative prison term 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 occasion. I was already trembling in anticipation because Father-God Daniel was a relentless sexual being…he would never get tired while fucking me and would punt away until I was shaking and lifting and crying…he would lap up the tears from my cheek while, even then, still finishing me off with special strokes. Then he would lie on top of me…when I caught my intimation I would reach between us and stroke him as he would gradually go mild. This was a religious experience for me.

I knocked on the threshold, it opened and I entered. There was my good-looking non-Christian priest in his seductive robe…the Cross dangling down suggestively. We embraced and he whispered :"You're a especial little girl, Phyllis. Are you ready for your surprise ?"‘ surprise ?'I thought. It was quiet in the room and I held on, wondering."The Gospel of Saint John the Apostle reports ‘ Jesus wept.'” he said and I waited for my surprise."You make me weep sometimes,"he said."We have a divine interposition every meter we fuck…it's like my prick gets voiceless just thinking of you and your body and your cunt."“ That's not a nice watchword, Father,"I teased."Nice isn't the Logos,"he said,"divine is more like it and when it's your ‘ cunt'my cock is in dire want. And I'm not the exclusively one who feels that way."

I'm not the lone one I thought ? What does he think of and I hugged him tight, his cross pressing against my titty, feeling his intemperate cock against my soundbox. I wanted him just then and whispered :"My little ‘ snatch'wants you to take over it of its stress, Father. What is my surprise you dirty man ?"Just then the john doorway opened and I looked to see another man of the cloth emerge. His smile was huge and lecherous ! Another handsome man ! I got shivers at the whole estimation. It was to be a threesome ! Not an animal ternary with Father Daniel's dog but a human being one. That had never happened to me, I was a trivial pock and I suddenly wished Becky was with me.

"This is Father James from another parish. We have been supporter and shared stories…I told him of the delightful youthful nubile parishioner named Phyllis. James and I have confided in all things. His congregation is older 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 James looked at each other. James said :"Maybe you should depart but first have a look at things."

That said, Padre St. James lifted his dark gown. He was fully erect. All of him and when I say ‘ all'of him there was a keen deal in the word ‘ all'as far as King James I was concerned. He was huge and stiff, flexing and already dripping."My congregants are mostly elderly,"he said,"and when Danny told me about ‘ his'little Phyllis I had to ask to unite you…my putz is very needy."I looked at his face, his eyes and down to his unfaltering member. God ! I thought, are no priests circumcised ? My Daniel and now his friend James…both of them with foreskin.

founding father Saint James approached as I thought of leaving but my hand went to him…the heading of his cock peeking out…his flesh was so hot and his cock dripping. I grasped and moved the skin over the head of his enormous cock. It was captivating me and flexed in my hand. I bent to kiss and lick as I moved the foreskin to expose him. He tasted sweet."You taste sweet,"I said, looking up at him. He smiled and I kissed and licked. Father Book of Daniel was holding me from behind, massaging my waist and lifting my garb. It was too late to exit. I wanted to quell and enjoy my surprisal. Daniel was a very good non-Christian priest and beside all that, my little cunt had been aching for a ride all day.

My dress now at my waist and Daniel's cock moving from behind and between my legs. I was licking and stroking his friend, James, whose digit were in my fuzz and on my ears. I was hot and a piddling pall. James was a monster. I didn't know if he would wound me. I was young and small and so was my twat. It was just the veracious size of it for a fixture man or even a even bow-wow but what about King James ? I kissed and sucked and stroked. His Ball were tightening in my manpower. Daniel was milking me, teasing me, his dick back and forth, from behind, between my wooden leg, smoothing the back talk of my wet snatch with his hot cock as I moved on it and building my heat.

James pulled my case away and held me up to him with a delicious kissing."Don't,"he said,"you're going bring me off too soon. There is a expert way to bring me off."“ I'm just a footling miss,"I whispered."I don't know…"

James II hands fondle my face, smoothing my back talk that were wet from his huge dick."You taste good,"I said. He licked my lips and smiled."Little James wants to smack you."“ He's not little,"I said and gulped for breath,"he's kind of big…huge."I let out my breathing spell and sat on the couch, letting my dress down.

James sat beside me, holding me. founding father Daniel opened a bottle :"Sacrificial wine-colored,"he said and we all laughed."Am I the sacrifice ?"I laughed. Now I was surrounded by horny men who said :"To you, Phyllis."“ To me, the sacrificial lamb,"I said and we clicked glasses and drank. I reached under Father James'robe to try him again. My hand seemed poor to the task but he was still hard and I stroked him. He stuck out his legs and pulled up his robe, letting out a vast sigh, I looked at my Daniel :"This is a very big surprise !"Then I leaned over James for another kiss and lick, his strength flexing as I held him with both hand. It was my dragon and he was on fire. I played with the foreskin, back and Forth River,"You're going to make me cum,"James said and I slowed and drank some more wine.

"I need to relax a small,"I said."Let me get used to the idea of being a sacrifice for you two."They clicked their glasses with mine. It was quiet down in the room. I heard cable car passing by outside. My fountainhead was dizzy and not just from the wine. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘ lamb'character of the afternoon. What would I tell Becky ? What should I tell Becky ? I sort of care Becky were here just now. I felt very vulnerable and solo and very hot. Book of Daniel leaned in and kissed ; his hand under my garb, petting me."You're really wet Phyllis. Do you like my lilliputian 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 length and width. I changed the subject.

"You men won't like me for this but I have a fancy,"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 Jesus of Nazareth fantasy…of fucking Him on the crown of thorns and how He liked it all and came in me…came severely. I told them all about Blessed Virgin Magdalene and how they liked kissing."Tell me, fathers, how could Jesus have loved kissing her and not fondled and fucked Mary ?"Now we were all laughing. I pulled on Daniel's mark and slapped him on the chest with it. James looked at us and took grasp of his crossing and playfully slapped my bureau."You're making my nipple hard !"I teased.

Now I had both priests…one on either side…and slipped their gown to their shank. They were both beautiful though of dissimilar sizing and I couldn't take my mind of the sizing of James…I had never seen…or imagined…such a shaft."I don't know,"I repeated,"he's Brobdingnagian and I'm little."“ And tight,"said Daniel. I was a skittish lilliputian girl.

James II stood and took my manus saying :"Now's the time to come up out."He pulled me to my animal foot and I followed him to the bed."I know what you like little Phyllis and I know what ‘ little James'likes to do. He is one hungry, starved bloke these many months of my ripe behavior."He was teasing me and I loved it. He was so assuage and sort but I was neural and full of wonder.

The clip 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 dress, spread apart my legs. I felt a sudden frigidness where I was hot and looked between my legs to see the promontory of his cock emerge from its prepuce. It was so aphrodisiac and hot to see the Dragon come out of its cave. Like an eye, looking at me, flexing, looking at my ramification and second joint and where I was burning hot. My mind was full of news : ‘ hungry,'‘ starved,'‘ huge,'‘ wet,'‘ cunt."My starving cunt ! I began to slack on the soft pillows. St. James'hands smoothing my thighs, adjusting my position on the pillows telling me sweet things.

James leaned over me, kissing and licking my back talk, and I tensed in anticipation. His hammer touched and played. I reached down with both handwriting. I could barely get wait of him and pushed the skin down to let on his cock which was a rich garden pink and oozing his precum. We were two hot physical structure : a priest and his penitent. He was against my slit now, sliding along the folds, nudging my clit. I shivered as he played with my strong button. It was hot and delicious and I lifted and held myself. His cock now parting my small pussy lips…kissing me again and pushing…he held my knees far apart and I felt entirely open, fix to be taken, to be fucked and ravished.

Then his cockhead was spreading me, hurting me but hurting nice ! Slowly the flying dragon was setting me on fervour, to a new height of go and I lifted and spread myself."You're sweet,"he said."Your cunt is beautiful and wet and…"“ Oh God ! love God !"I oozed."Church Father, you're spreading me so wide."“ You're tight Phyllis…your pussy is gripping me…unh !"I was holding myself now as the dragon was stroking, was going bass. I felt him along my legs and along the paries of my twat. I began to relax and respond. He moved inside and then out. My hands went to his waist…our mouths kissing, breathing. I was panting with each thrust…I was going somewhere I had never been. Tears were on my cheeks…he leaned into me and I bit his ear. He punished me then with a sudden thrust…his musket ball pounding my tooshie.

I was going deaf or my head was pounding or my intact body was releasing on this monster taking me places. I tasted the blood from his ear and swallowed and held him…HELD HIM…I opened my middle but it was a blur…I shook my question and cried out for another thrust and another coming 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 untried woman. I took him all. I was so proud. I didn't want him to buffer or exit my bitch. He belonged in my cunt and I squeezed on my dragon. Squeezed hard."You're beautiful,"he said and I kissed his ear where it had bled.

founding father Book of Daniel was holding my hand."Watching the two of you made me come…just watching,"he said. I looked up at him and at his cock, puckered my back talk. He moved close and I licked the final stage droppings of his cum. I was exhausted and kissed his cock. I began to see the cars outside our room going along the highway and it all calmed me down, back to my signified from such an afternoon. James was lying beside me and I reached out and petted his sonant cock…his dragon…'lilliputian James"all soft and smooth. I would birth to enjoin Becky all about it. She would be jealous but I would tell her that there is this James and this ‘ footling James.'I was sure she would forgive me for ‘ sneaking off'like I had…as long as she got a prospect to enjoy the new priest and his"surprise."It was a big surprise…HUGE ! I felt so very ardent and soft and squeezed my trivial dragon which had ‘ dozed off.'I wanted that animate being to set me on fervor again, soon !