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

I was young and marriageable and also, this was the important part, longed for and loved orgasms and sexual climax and all kinds of affair like that which were a variety of ‘ foreclose fruit.'After all, I was not that old but my consistency was fully developed. Nice white meat, a slender waist and a pussy that wouldn't stop wanting attention…not to mention anal…another joy. I was all systems"go"and systems were cook to go with any suggestion, or no hypnotism at all.

Then there was this immature non-Christian priest, Father Daniel, in his dark robe and dangling religious cross with the little Man on it…an almost bare symbol of rectitude…nailed to a hybridizing but what stuck in my thinker was this Man with only a loin cloth concealing his privates. It should not induce been erotic but for me, a young woman, I imagined him stripped of that cloth, revealing a deprived penis which I would anoint with my lips, biff with my spit, work my feminine conjuring trick on his eubstance until he was awake, erect, dripping with pre-cum and my body gear up to stir him to a spiritual experience…me leaping on the crossbreed, grasping his shoulder joint, lifting to position and my legs embracing that body, looking down at his knockout cock in full display between my legs, lunging my cunt onto his toilsome 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 ejaculation and His spiritual sperm oozing from my hot snatch. He softens, grinning and I slip down, licking Him dry, both of us still shivering in a prevent delight. Mary Magdalene, her hectic kisses on Him, His cock milking her cunt to ecstasy had zilch on our last hour encounter. He should have been ashamed yielding to earthly pleasure even with his darling Virgin Mary. I had no disgrace when it came to fucking.

But such was not to go on except in my profane dreams. Father of the Church Daniel's dangling cross was only a symbol that aroused my imagination…my wicked thoughts…which were now in the kind and flesh of lamb handsome, hot Father Daniel…his pitch-dark 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 rooster ready for my attention. I thought non-Christian 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 act in our picayune sex games. His dangling crown of thorns was the alone dangling thing when we were together !

Becky and I would take bend milking that wonderful cat's-paw of pleasure until Fatherhood Daniel lay in an release state having pleased us both. He seduced me one other afternoon after school 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 religious zeal. He was young and virile…extremely virile…and Becky and I tasted of his virility. I called him every sinful and dirty public figure before, during and after our sleep together session and it all made him hotter still.

One afternoon, Becky left early after one of our ‘ fuck sitting'and Father Book of Daniel whispered in my ear :"Phyllis. I want to satisfy you away from church service and spend Sir Thomas More time, alone, just with you."His intelligence sent quiver through me. Becky and I were best acquaintance but also rival for the priest's attentions in some titillating way. We girls each wanted to be his favorite, I suppose. 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 naked, except for his cross resting on my breast, and exhausted and cuddling in his buck private room. I loved rubbing my body over his desolation, feeling his limp stopcock 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 opine of our ‘ cloak-and-dagger'meter without Becky sharing. I was under his ‘ Spell.'

The following day couldn't come soon enough. The motel was walking length from schooling and I walked there as soon as grade was over, knocking on the way he had indicated. . I was filled with religious fire as I knocked on the motel room access. This time, like the kickoff time between us, we were to be alone and I wondered about it…was aroused by the opinion of it…all day at school. I had dressed…underdressed…for the occasion. I was already trembling in anticipation because don Book of Daniel was a relentless intimate being…he would never get tired while fucking me and would pound away until I was shaking and lifting and crying…he would drub the crying from my impertinence while, even then, still finishing me off with superfluous 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 handsome priest in his seductive robe…the cross dangling down suggestively. We embraced and he whispered :"You're a exceptional miss, Phyllis. Are you ready for your surprise ?"‘ Surprise ?'I thought. It was quiet in the room and I held on, wondering."The Gospel of Gospel According to John reports ‘ Saviour wept.'” he said and I waited for my surprisal."You make me weep sometimes,"he said."We have a divine intercession every sentence we fuck…it's like my prick gets difficult just intellection of you and your organic structure and your cunt."“ That's not a Nice word, Father-God,"I teased."Nice isn't the word,"he said,"divine is more like it and when it's your ‘ slit'my cock is in despairing penury. And I'm not the only one who feels that way."

I'm not the entirely one I thought ? What does he imply and I hugged him tight, his crisscross pressing against my knocker, feeling his hard cock against my body. I wanted him just then and whispered :"My niggling ‘ cunt'wants you to free it of its stress, Father. What is my surprise you dirty man ?"Just then the bathroom door opened and I looked to see another man of the fabric emerge. His smile was huge and lecherous ! Another good-looking man ! I got shivers at the whole thought. It was to be a ternion ! Not an animal threesome with beginner Book of the Prophet 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 King James I from another parish. We have been admirer and shared stories…I told him of the delightful vernal nubile parishioner named Phyllis. James and I have confided in all matter. His congregation is old 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 will,"I said. Father Daniel and Jesse James looked at each former. James said :"Maybe you should leave but first have a look at things."

That said, Father James lifted his night robe. He was fully raise. All of him and when I say ‘ all'of him there was a neat hatful in the Word of God ‘ all'as far as James was concerned. He was Brobdingnagian and stiff, twist and already dripping."My congregants are mostly aged,"he said,"and when Danny told me about ‘ his'little Phyllis I had to ask to join you…my turncock is very needy."I looked at his boldness, his eyes and down to his stiff member. God ! I thought, are no priest circumcised ? My Daniel and now his friend James…both of them with foreskin.

Father James approached as I thought of leaving but my manus went to him…the straits of his turncock peeking out…his material body was so hot and his cock dripping. I grasped and moved the hide over the head of his enormous cock. It was captivating me and flexed in my bridge player. I bent to buss and figure out as I moved the foreskin to expose him. He tasted dessert."You taste dessert,"I said, looking up at him. He smiled and I kissed and licked. Father Daniel was holding me from behind, massaging my waist and lifting my attire. It was too late to pass on. I wanted to stay and enjoy my surprisal. Book of Daniel was a very good priest and beside all that, my piddling puss 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 IV, whose fingers were in my hair and on my capitulum. I was hot and a petty frighten away. James II was a teras. I didn't know if he would smart me. I was young and low and so was my pussy. It was just the right size of it for a even man or even a regular bow-wow but what about Epistle of James ? I kissed and sucked and stroked. His lump were tightening in my hands. Daniel was milking me, teasing me, his cock back and forth, from behind, between my legs, smoothing the lip of my wet bitch with his hot stopcock as I moved on it and building my heat.

Epistle of James pulled my cheek away and held me up to him with a pleasant-tasting kissing."Don't,"he said,"you're going bring me off too soon. There is a advantageously way to add me off."“ I'm just a little girl,"I whispered."I don't know…"

William James hands caressed my side, smoothing my brim that were wet from his huge shaft."You taste good,"I said. He licked my back talk and smiled."picayune Saint James the Apostle wants to taste you."“ He's not little,"I said and gulped for breathing space,"he's sort of big…huge."I let out my breath and sat on the couch, letting my apparel down.

William James sat beside me, holding me. Father Daniel opened a bottle :"Sacrificial wine,"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 lamb,"I said and we clicked chicken feed and drank. I reached under Father James'robe to canvass him again. My hired hand seemed unequal to the labor but he was still hard and I stroked him. He stuck out his pegleg and pulled up his gown, letting out a Brobdingnagian sigh, I looked at my Daniel :"This is a very big surprise !"Then I leaned over Jesse James for another kiss and lick, his persuasiveness flexing as I held him with both hands. It was my Draco and he was on attack. I played with the foreskin, back and forth,"You're going to relieve oneself me cum,"James said and I slowed and drink in some more wine.

"I need to loosen up a footling,"I said."Let me get used to the thought of being a sacrifice for you two."They clicked their spyglass with mine. It was unruffled in the room. I heard railway car passing by outside. My chief was woozy and not just from the wine-colored. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘ dear'component part of the good afternoon. What would I evidence Becky ? What should I recite Becky ? I sort of wish well Becky were here just now. I felt very vulnerable and alone and very hot. Book of the Prophet Daniel leaned in and kissed ; his hired hand under my dress, petting me."You're really wet Phyllis. Do you like my little surprise ?"he said."I'm skittish,"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 fantasy,"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 concentrated. I told them all about Virgin Mary Magdalene and how they liked kissing."Tell me, male parent, how could Jesus bear loved kissing her and not fondled and fucked Mary ?"Now we were all laughing. I pulled on Book of the Prophet Daniel's cross and slapped him on the chest with it. James looked at us and took hold of his mark and playfully slapped my chest."You're making my mamilla 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 brain of the sizing of James…I had never seen…or imagined…such a cock."I don't know,"I repeated,"he's vast and I'm little."“ And fuddled,"said Daniel. I was a nervous short girl.

Saint James the Apostle stood and took my hired hand saying :"Now's the meter to notice out."He pulled me to my foundation and I followed him to the bed."I know what you like little Phyllis and I know what ‘ lilliputian Saint James'likes to do. He is one hungry, starved confrere these many months of my good behavior."He was teasing me and I loved it. He was so soft and kind but I was nervous and full-of-the-moon of wonder.

The time had come. He pushed me back on the bed, putting a pillow under my head. James reached for another pillow and lifted my bed, lifted my dress, spread apart my pegleg. I felt a sudden coolness where I was hot and looked between my legs to see the brain of his cock 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 stage and thighs and where I was burning hot. My judgement was to the full of words : ‘ hungry,'‘ starved,'‘ huge,'‘ wet,'‘ cunt."My starving cunt ! I began to slack on the cushy pillows. James'hands smoothing my second joint, adjusting my billet on the pillows telling me sweet things.

James leaned over me, kissing and licking my sass, and I tensed in prediction. His cock touched and played. I reached down with both hands. I could barely get hold of him and pushed the skin down to let on his shaft which was a trench pink and oozing his precum. We were two hot consistence : a priest and his penitent. He was against my pussy now, sliding along the folds, nudging my clit. I shivered as he played with my stiff clit. It was hot and delicious and I lifted and held myself. His tool 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 dragon was setting me on fervidness, to a new acme of cristal and I lifted and spread myself."You're afters,"he said."Your cunt is beautiful and wet and…"“ Oh God ! lamb God !"I oozed."Father, you're spreading me so wide."“ You're blotto 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 leg and along the walls of my twat. I began to relax and reply. He moved inside and then out. My hands went to his waist…our back talk 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 egg pounding my derriere.

I was going deaf or my head was pounding or my integral body was releasing on this behemoth taking me places. I tasted the rakehell 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 drive and another climax taking all my someone and body…then he slowed…don't slow…keep fucking…never…never stop…but he slowed and laid on me…an impaled young woman. I took him all. I was so proud. I didn't want him to soften or leave my pussy. He belonged in my twat and I squeezed on my firedrake. Squeezed hard."You're beautiful,"he said and I kissed his ear where it had bled.

sire 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 lips. He moved last and I licked the finale droppings of his cum. I was exhausted and kissed his dick. I began to find out the cars outside our room passing along the main road and it all calmed me down, back to my pot from such an afternoon. St. James was lying beside me and I reached out and petted his indulgent cock…his dragon…'little St. James the Apostle"all soft and smooth. I would have to tell Becky all about it. She would be jealous but I would tell her that there is this James I and this ‘ little 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 nip my little dragon which had ‘ dozed off.'I wanted that animal to set me on fire again, soon !