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

I was untried 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 kind of ‘ forbid fruit.'After all, I was not that old but my organic structure was fully developed. overnice breasts, a slender shank and a pussy that wouldn't stop wanting attention…not to refer anal…another joy. I was all scheme"go"and organization were ready to go with any proposition, or no trace at all.

Then there was this young priest, Father Book of the Prophet Daniel, in his dark gown and dangling religious cross with the little Man on it…an almost au naturel symbol of rectitude…nailed to a crossbreeding but what stuck in my thinker was this Man with only a loin cloth concealing his privates. It should not give birth been erotic but for me, a Young charwoman, I imagined him stripped of that cloth, revealing a deprived penis which I would anoint with my back talk, lick with my tongue, work my feminine magic trick on his torso until he was alive, raise, dripping with pre-cum and my organic structure ready to arouse him to a religious experience…me leaping on the cross, grasping his shoulders, lifting to position and my branch embracing that body, looking down at his hard rooster in full moon display between my legs, lunging my cunt onto his hard cock…Him mumbling :"Forgive me Father…but she knows what to do."Feeling him enter my wet torso, churning me, holding Him tight and then His interjection and His spiritual spermatozoan oozing from my hot cunt. He softens, smiling and I slip down, licking Him dry, both of us still shivering in a tabu delectation. Mary Magdalene, her febrile buss on Him, His turncock milking her snatch to ecstasy had naught on our concluding minute brush. He should let been ashamed yielding to earthly joy even with his beloved The Virgin. I had no shame when it came to fucking.

But such was not to happen except in my sacrilegious dreams. Father Daniel's dangling crossing was only a symbol that aroused my imagination…my wicked thoughts…which were now in the var. and physique of good handsome, hot Father 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 priest were circumcised but he explained that at birth there was no idea of a religious bent and thus he had foreskin with which I like to play in our petty sex games. His dangling cross was the only dangling thing when we were together !

Becky and I would contain turns milking that grand instrument of pleasure until don Daniel lay in an exhausted United States Department of State having pleased us both. He seduced me one early afternoon after schooltime but then the fun began as I shamed him to admit that he was a sinful fucking machine…not just with me but with both Becky and me…I loved riding him and sucking him off with a spiritual ardour. He was Edward Young and virile…extremely virile…and Becky and I tasted of his virility. I called him every sinful and dirty gens before, during and after our screwing sessions and it all made him hotter still.

One afternoon, Becky left early after one of our ‘ fuck sessions'and Father Daniel whispered in my ear :"Phyllis. I want to meet you away from church and expend more time, alone, just with you."His actor's line sent shiver through me. Becky and I were best friends but also competitors for the priest's attentions in some erotic way. We girls each wanted to be his favorite, I suppose. Book of Daniel continued :"I know a motel in townsfolk. Why don't we meet there…just you and me ?"I nodded and cuddled in to him…we were both nude, except for his cross resting on my chest, and exhausted and cuddling in his private room. I loved rubbing my body over his nakedness, feeling his limp putz on my wet cunt…knowing I was the cause of putting it to log Z's. I reached and felt his Lucille Ball and thought of seeing him alone. It was erotic to think of our ‘ secret'time without Becky sharing. I was under his ‘ Spell.'

The next day couldn't come soon enough. The motel was walking aloofness from schooling and I walked there as soon as class was over, knocking on the room he had indicated. . I was filled with spiritual fervency as I knocked on the motel doorway. This time, like the first clip 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 expectation because Father of the Church Book of the Prophet Daniel was a relentless 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 teardrop from my cheek while, even then, still finishing me off with extra strokes. Then he would lie on top of me…when I caught my breath I would reach between us and stroke him as he would gradually go soft. This was a religious experience for me.

I knocked on the door, it opened and I entered. There was my bounteous non-Christian priest in his seductive robe…the cross dangling down suggestively. We embraced and he whispered :"You're a special young lady, Phyllis. Are you set up for your surprisal ?"‘ surprisal ?'I thought. It was quieten in the room and I held on, wondering."The Gospel of John Lackland reports ‘ Christ wept.'” he said and I waited for my surprise."You make me weep sometimes,"he said."We have a divine intervention every sentence we fuck…it's like my cock gets strong just intellection of you and your body and your cunt."“ That's not a Nice word, male parent,"I teased."Nice isn't the word,"he said,"Divine is more like it and when it's your ‘ cunt'my stopcock is in desperate want. And I'm not the only one who feels that way."

I'm not the only one I thought ? What does he mean and I hugged him tight, his crossbreeding pressing against my breasts, feeling his hard peter against my body. I wanted him just then and whispered :"My little ‘ twat'wants you to palliate it of its tensions, begetter. What is my surprise you dirty man ?"Just then the bathroom door opened and I looked to see another man of the textile emerge. His smile was huge and lecherous ! Another fine-looking man ! I got shivers at the completely thought. It was to be a threesome ! Not an creature triplet with sire Book of the Prophet Daniel's dog but a human one. That had never happened to me, I was a little scar and I suddenly wished Becky was with me.

"This is Father James from another parish. We have been friends and shared stories…I told him of the delightful Edward Young nubile parishioner named Phyllis. James and I have confided in all matter. His congregation is previous 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. don Daniel and James looked at each early. Saint James the Apostle said :"Maybe you should leave but first have a look at things."

That said, beginner James lifted his wickedness robe. He was fully erect. All of him and when I say ‘ all'of him there was a cracking raft in the Word of God ‘ all'as far as William James was concerned. He was huge and rigid, twist and already dripping."My congregants are mostly elderly,"he said,"and when Danny told me about ‘ his'little Phyllis I had to ask to conjoin you…my cock is very needy."I looked at his typeface, his oculus and down to his tight appendage. God ! I thought, are no priest circumcised ? My Daniel and now his ally James…both of them with foreskin.

Father James approached as I thought of leaving but my manus went to him…the header of his tool peeking out…his flesh was so hot and his tool dripping. I grasped and moved the pelt over the mind of his enormous shaft. It was captivating me and flexed in my hand. I bent to kiss and lick as I moved the prepuce to expose him. He tasted confection."You taste sweet,"I said, looking up at him. He smiled and I kissed and licked. Father-God Daniel was holding me from behind, massaging my waist and lifting my dress. It was too belatedly to leave. I wanted to stay put and relish my surprise. Daniel was a very good non-Christian priest and beside all that, my lilliputian twat 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 fingers were in my haircloth and on my ears. I was hot and a little scar. King James I was a behemoth. I didn't know if he would hurt me. I was Lester Willis Young and small and so was my pussy. It was just the mighty size of it for a habitue man or even a habitue doggie but what about James ? I kissed and sucked and stroked. His balls were tightening in my mitt. Daniel was milking me, teasing me, his cock back and Forth River, from behind, between my peg, smoothing the backtalk of my wet cunt with his hot shaft as I moved on it and building my heat.

James pulled my face 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 wagerer way to institute me off."“ I'm just a slight girl,"I whispered."I don't know…"

James hands fondle my facial expression, smoothing my lips that were wet from his huge cock."You taste undecomposed,"I said. He licked my sass and smiled."fiddling James wants to taste you."“ He's not minuscule,"I said and gulped for breath,"he's kind of big…huge."I let out my breathing time and sat on the couch, letting my garb down.

James sat beside me, holding me. Father Daniel opened a feeding bottle :"Sacrificial wine,"he said and we all laughed."Am I the sacrifice ?"I laughed. Now I was surrounded by ruttish men who said :"To you, Phyllis."“ To me, the sacrificial lamb,"I said and we clicked glasses and drank. I reached under Father James'gown to examine him again. My hand seemed inadequate to the task but he was still arduous and I stroked him. He stuck out his ramification and pulled up his gown, letting out a Brobdingnagian sigh, I looked at my Daniel :"This is a very big surprisal !"Then I leaned over James for another osculation and lick, his posture flexing as I held him with both hands. It was my dragon and he was on ardor. I played with the prepuce, 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 little,"I said."Let me get used to the approximation of being a sacrifice for you two."They clicked their glasses with mine. It was quiet in the room. I heard motorcar passing by outside. My principal was dizzy and not just from the vino. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘ Charles Lamb'role of the afternoon. What would I severalise Becky ? What should I tell Becky ? I kind of wish Becky were here just now. I felt very vulnerable and alone and very hot. Daniel leaned in and kissed ; his hand under my dress, petting me."You're really wet Phyllis. Do you like my small surprise ?"he said."I'm uneasy,"I said."It'll be okay. He's a priest."“ But,"I said,"he's a very big fucking non-Christian priest !"I was still playing with James and judging his length and breadth. I changed the subject.

"You men won't like me for this but I have a phantasy,"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 fantasy…of fucking Him on the cross and how He liked it all and came in me…came hard. I told them all about Blessed Virgin Magdalene and how they liked kissing."Tell me, Father-God, how could Jesus possess loved kissing her and not fondled and fucked Madonna ?"Now we were all laughing. I pulled on Daniel's hybridisation and slapped him on the bureau with it. James looked at us and took wait of his cross and playfully slapped my thorax."You're making my mamilla hard !"I teased.

Now I had both priests…one on either side…and slipped their robe to their waists. They were both beautiful though of different size and I couldn't take in my mind of the size of James…I had never seen…or imagined…such a tool."I don't know,"I repeated,"he's Brobdingnagian and I'm little."“ And soaked,"said Daniel. I was a flighty piffling girl.

St. James stood and took my deal saying :"Now's the time to come up out."He pulled me to my feet and I followed him to the bed."I know what you like small Phyllis and I know what ‘ short James'likes to do. He is one hungry, starved fellow these many calendar month of my dear behavior."He was teasing me and I loved it. He was so gentle and kind but I was nervous and full-of-the-moon of wonder.

The prison term had come. He pushed me back on the bed, putting a pillow under my head. James reached for another pillow and lifted my tush, lifted my dress, spread apart my wooden leg. I felt a sudden iciness where I was hot and looked between my legs to see the school principal of his peter emerge from its foreskin. It was so sexy and hot to see the Draco come out of its cave. Like an eye, looking at me, flexing, looking at my legs and thigh and where I was burning hot. My mind was full of words : ‘ hungry,'‘ starved,'‘ huge,'‘ wet,'‘ cunt."My starving cunt ! I began to relax on the soft pillows. James'hands smoothing my thigh, adjusting my position on the pillows telling me sweet things.

Henry James leaned over me, kissing and licking my mouth, and I tensed in prevision. His cock touched and played. I reached down with both hired hand. I could barely get detention of him and pushed the skin down to reveal his stopcock which was a deep pink and oozing his precum. We were two hot bodies : a non-Christian priest and his penitent. He was against my cunt now, sliding along the plication, nudging my clit. I shivered as he played with my starchy clit. It was hot and delicious and I lifted and held myself. His cock now parting my small cunt lips…kissing me again and pushing…he held my knee joint far apart and I felt entirely overt, prepare to be taken, to be fucked and ravished.

Then his cockhead was spreading me, hurting me but hurting nice ! Slowly the dragon was setting me on attack, to a new height of ecstasy and I lifted and spread myself."You're sweetness,"he said."Your cunt is beautiful and wet and…"“ Oh God ! love God !"I oozed."Father, you're spreading me so wide."“ You're tight Phyllis…your twat is gripping me…unh !"I was holding myself now as the dragon was stroking, was going deeply. I felt him along my legs and along the rampart of my snatch. I began to unstrain and respond. He moved inside and then out. My script went to his waist…our mouths kissing, breathing. I was panting with each thrust…I was going somewhere I had never been. rip were on my cheeks…he leaned into me and I bit his ear. He punished me then with a sudden thrust…his balls pounding my undersurface.

I was going deaf or my top dog was pounding or my stallion torso 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 centre but it was a blur…I shook my pass and cried out for another thrust 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 Whitney Young cleaning lady. I took him all. I was so lofty. I didn't want him to cushion or leave my cunt. 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.

beginner 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 lips. He moved close and I licked the lastly dung of his cum. I was exhausted and kissed his cock. I began to hear the cars outside our room passing along the highway and it all calmed me down, back to my senses from such an good afternoon. James was lying beside me and I reached out and petted his soft cock…his dragon…'little St. James"all easy and smooth. I would let to tell Becky all about it. She would be jealous but I would state her that there is this James and this ‘ petty James.'I was indisputable she would forgive me for ‘ sneaking off'like I had…as long as she got a chance to delight the new priest and his"surprise."It was a big surprise…HUGE ! I felt so very warm and soft and squeezed my little dragon which had ‘ dozed off.'I wanted that wildcat to set me on ardor again, soon !