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

I was young and nubile and also, this was the crucial part, longed for and loved climax and coming and all kinds of things like that which were a kind of ‘ forbidden fruit.'After all, I was not that old but my body was fully developed. decent breasts, a slender waistline and a pussy that wouldn't stop wanting attention…not to remark anal…another joy. I was all systems"go"and scheme were set up to go with any trace, or no suggestion at all.

Then there was this youthful non-Christian priest, male parent Daniel, in his iniquity robe and dangling spiritual cross with the picayune Man on it…an almost raw symbolisation of rectitude…nailed to a cross but what stuck in my thinker was this Man with only a lumbus cloth concealing his privates. It should not sustain been titillating but for me, a Danton True Young charwoman, I imagined him stripped of that cloth, revealing a deprived penis which I would anoint with my lips, poke with my natural language, work my womanly trick on his body until he was alert, erect, dripping with pre-cum and my body ready to budge him to a spiritual experience…me leaping on the cross, grasping his articulatio humeri, lifting to lieu and my branch embracing that body, looking down at his hard cock in full showing between my legs, lunging my twat onto his tough cock…Him gumming :"Forgive me Father…but she knows what to do."touch sensation him enter my wet body, churning me, holding Him tight and then His ejaculation and His religious sperm oozing from my hot twat. He softens, smile and I slip down, licking Him dry, both of us still shivering in a forbidden pleasure. Mary Magdalene, her feverish kisses on Him, His shaft milking her snatch to ecstasy had nil on our lowest minute meeting. He should have been ashamed yielding to earthly pleasure even with his beloved Mary. I had no shame when it came to fucking.

But such was not to happen except in my sacrilegious dreams. Father Daniel's dangling crown of thorns was only a symbol that aroused my imagination…my wicked thoughts…which were now in the variant and flesh of dear handsome, hot Father Daniel…his melanize gown and the crossbreed symbolizing what was beneath his robe…as I already knew, it having been secretly revealed to me : it was a beautiful hammer ready for my attentions. I thought non-Christian priest were circumcised but he explained that at birth there was no melodic theme of a religious bent and thus he had foreskin with which I like to play in our little sex game. His dangling crisscross was the only dangling affair when we were together !

Becky and I would exact play milking that wonderful instrument of pleasance until Father Daniel lay in an beat 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 wicked ass machine…not just with me but with both Becky and me…I loved riding him and sucking him off with a religious ardor. He was young and virile…extremely virile…and Becky and I tasted of his virility. I called him every sinful and dirty name before, during and after our do it sitting and it all made him hotter still.

One afternoon, Becky left early after one of our ‘ have sex sessions'and Father Book of the Prophet Daniel whispered in my ear :"Phyllis. I want to run across you away from Christian church and spend more than time, alone, just with you."His words sent shudder through me. Becky and I were best friends but also challenger for the non-Christian 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 township. Why don't we meet there…just you and me ?"I nodded and cuddled in to him…we were both bare, except for his cross resting on my titty, and exhausted and cuddling in his private room. I loved rubbing my physical structure over his nakedness, feeling his limp cock on my wet cunt…knowing I was the causal agency of putting it to sleep. I reached and felt his balls and thought of seeing him alone. It was erotic to think of our ‘ undercover'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 was over, knocking on the way he had indicated. . I was filled with religious excitation as I knocked on the motel doorway. This sentence, like the 1st metre between us, we were to be alone and I wondered about it…was aroused by the persuasion of it…all day at school. I had dressed…underdressed…for the affair. I was already trembling in prevision because father Book of Daniel was a stern sexual being…he would never get tired while fucking me and would Syrian pound away until I was shaking and lifting and crying…he would lick the tears from my buttock while, even then, still finishing me off with extra shot. 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 soft. 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 cross dangling down suggestively. We embraced and he whispered :"You're a peculiar girl, Phyllis. Are you quick for your surprise ?"‘ Surprise ?'I thought. It was quiet in the elbow room and I held on, wondering."The Gospel of John reports ‘ Good Shepherd wept.'” he said and I waited for my surprise."You make me cry sometimes,"he said."We have a divine intervention every time we fuck…it's like my cock gets hard just intellection of you and your body and your cunt."“ That's not a overnice word, Father,"I teased."Nice isn't the word,"he said,"divine is more like it and when it's your ‘ slit'my shaft is in desperate need. And I'm not the only if one who feels that way."

I'm not the solitary one I thought ? What does he imply and I hugged him tight, his crown of thorns pressing against my breasts, feeling his hard turncock against my soundbox. I wanted him just then and whispered :"My little ‘ cunt'wants you to relieve it of its tensions, Father. What is my surprise you dirty man ?"Just then the bathroom door opened and I looked to see another man of the material emerge. His smile was vast and lecherous ! Another well-favored man ! I got chill at the whole idea. It was to be a threesome ! Not an animal troika with founder Book of Daniel's dog but a man one. That had never happened to me, I was a little scared and I suddenly wished Becky was with me.

"This is Father William James from another parish. We have been friends and shared stories…I told him of the delightful young nubile parishioner named Phyllis. James and I have confided in all things. 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 bequeath,"I said. Father Book of the Prophet Daniel and James looked at each other. Jesse James said :"Maybe you should leave but first have a look at things."

That said, Father of the Church Jesse James lifted his shadow robe. He was fully vertical. All of him and when I say ‘ all'of him there was a swell deal in the intelligence ‘ all'as far as James was concerned. He was huge and fuddled, 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 stopcock is very needy."I looked at his face, his eyes and down to his tight member. God ! I thought, are no non-Christian priest circumcised ? My Daniel and now his friend James…both of them with foreskin.

Father of the Church Epistle of James approached as I thought of leaving but my hand went to him…the head teacher of his cock peeking out…his flesh was so hot and his cock dripping. I grasped and moved the skin over the head teacher 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 odoriferous,"I said, looking up at him. He smiled and I kissed and licked. Father of the Church Book of the Prophet Daniel was holding me from behind, massaging my waist and lifting my apparel. It was too recent to lead. I wanted to stay and enjoy my surprisal. Daniel was a very good priest and beside all that, my slight cunt had been aching for a ride all day.

My garb now at my waist and Daniel's cock moving from behind and between my wooden leg. I was licking and stroking his friend, James, whose digit were in my fuzz and on my spike. I was hot and a fiddling scared. James was a devil. I didn't know if he would hurt me. I was young and small and so was my snatch. It was just the right wing size for a even man or even a habitue bow-wow but what about James ? I kissed and sucked and stroked. His Ball were tightening in my hands. Daniel was milking me, teasing me, his cock back and Forth, from behind, between my peg, smoothing the sass of my wet bitch with his hot pecker as I moved on it and building my heat.

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

Saint James the Apostle hands caressed my face, smoothing my sassing that were wet from his huge cock."You taste good,"I said. He licked my rim and smiled."piddling James II wants to sample you."“ He's not little,"I said and gulped for breathing spell,"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. Padre Book of Daniel opened a bottle :"Sacrificial wine-coloured,"he said and we all laughed."Am I the sacrifice ?"I laughed. Now I was surrounded by aroused men who said :"To you, Phyllis."“ To me, the sacrificial lamb,"I said and we clicked glasses and drank. I reached under Father Saint James the Apostle'robe to see him again. My hand seemed short to the task but he was still backbreaking and I stroked him. He stuck out his pegleg and pulled up his robe, letting out a huge suspiration, I looked at my Daniel :"This is a very big surprise !"Then I leaned over Henry James for another candy kiss and lick, his strength flexing as I held him with both hired man. It was my dragon and he was on fire. I played with the foreskin, back and forth,"You're going to defecate me cum,"Epistle of James said and I slowed and drank some more wine.

"I need to slack a petty,"I said."Let me get used to the idea of being a sacrifice for you two."They clicked their glassful with mine. It was quiet in the room. I heard cars passing by exterior. My head was light-headed and not just from the wine. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘ lamb'voice of the afternoon. What would I recite Becky ? What should I tell Becky ? I sorting of wish Becky were here just now. I felt very vulnerable and unparalleled and very hot. Book of Daniel leaned in and kissed ; his hand under my apparel, petting me."You're really wet Phyllis. Do you like my trivial surprisal ?"he said."I'm neural,"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 William James and judging his length and comprehensiveness. I changed the subject.

"You men won't like me for this but I have a fantasy,"I said. Jesse James said :"About… ?"“ I said you wouldn't like it but here goes…"I drank some more wine and told them of my Deliverer fantasy…of fucking Him on the cross and how He liked it all and came in me…came concentrated. I told them all about Madonna Magdalene and how they liked kissing."William Tell me, male parent, how could Jesus induce 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 thorax with it. James looked at us and took hold of his Cross and playfully slapped my chest."You're making my tit 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 sizes and I couldn't take my mind of the sizing of James…I had never seen…or imagined…such a pecker."I don't know,"I repeated,"he's huge and I'm little."“ And rigorous,"said Book of Daniel. I was a nervous slight girl.

James I stood and took my helping hand saying :"Now's the meter to line up out."He pulled me to my understructure 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 mate these many months of my good behavior."He was teasing me and I loved it. He was so gentle and kind but I was unquiet and full of wonder.

The time had come. He pushed me back on the bed, putting a pillow under my heading. James reached for another pillow and lifted my bottom, lifted my wearing apparel, spread apart my legs. I felt a sudden nip where I was hot and looked between my legs to see the straits of his stopcock 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 wooden leg and thighs and where I was burning hot. My mind was full of Book : ‘ hungry,'‘ starved,'‘ immense,'‘ wet,'‘ cunt."My starving cunt ! I began to loosen on the diffuse pillows. James'hands smoothing my thigh, adjusting my spatial relation on the pillows telling me sweet-flavored things.

James River leaned over me, kissing and licking my mouth, and I tensed in anticipation. His rooster touched and played. I reached down with both hands. I could barely get hold of him and pushed the skin down to unveil his cock which was a cryptic pink and oozing his precum. We were two hot consistence : a priest and his penitent. He was against my cunt now, sliding along the folding, nudging my clit. I shivered as he played with my stiff clit. It was hot and delicious and I lifted and held myself. His rooster now parting my humble cunt lips…kissing me again and pushing…he held my knees far apart and I felt entirely open, ready 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 flame, to a new acme of ecstasy and I lifted and spread myself."You're Henry Sweet,"he said."Your cunt is beautiful and wet and…"“ Oh God ! Dear God !"I oozed."founder, you're spreading me so wide."“ You're tight 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 unbend 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. 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 bottom.

I was going deaf or my head was pounding or my intact body was releasing on this monster taking me office. 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 header and cried out for another push 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 Cy Young woman. I took him all. I was so proud. I didn't want him to soften or leave my bitch. He belonged in my slit and I squeezed on my dragon. Squeezed hard."You're beautiful,"he said and I kissed his ear where it had bled.

Fatherhood 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 conclude and I licked the last droppings of his cum. I was exhausted and kissed his rooster. I began to find out the gondola outside our room passing along the main road and it all calmed me down, back to my pot from such an afternoon. Saint James was lying beside me and I reached out and petted his soft cock…his dragon…'niggling James"all cushy and legato. I would deliver to tell Becky all about it. She would be green-eyed but I would tell her that there is this Jesse James and this ‘ piddling James.'I was sure she would forgive me for ‘ sneaking off'like I had…as long as she got a chance to enjoy 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 beast to set me on fire again, soon !