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

I was young and nubile and also, this was the important component part, longed for and loved orgasm and orgasm and all sort of affair like that which were a kind of ‘ forbidden fruit.'After all, I was not that old but my torso was fully developed. Nice titty, 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 ready to go with any suggestion, or no suggestion at all.

Then there was this young priest, Father Daniel, in his dark gown and dangling religious Cross with the fiddling Man on it…an almost defenseless symbol of rectitude…nailed to a mark but what stuck in my psyche was this Man with only a loin cloth concealing his common soldier. It should not deliver been titillating but for me, a offspring woman, I imagined him stripped of that cloth, revealing a deprived member which I would anoint with my sassing, lick with my knife, ferment my feminine magic on his body until he was alive, set up, dripping with pre-cum and my soundbox ready to stir him to a spiritual experience…me leaping on the cross, grasping his berm, lifting to position and my legs embracing that consistence, looking down at his severe cock in full exhibit between my ramification, lunging my puss onto his hard cock…Him gumming :"Forgive me Father…but she knows what to do."touch sensation him enter my wet trunk, churning me, holding Him tight and then His ejaculation and His spiritual sperm oozing from my hot pussy. He softens, smiles and I slip down, licking Him dry, both of us still shivering in a forbidden joy. Virgin Mary Magdalene, her febrile buss on Him, His cock milking her pussy to ecstasy had zip on our last minute coming upon. He should induce been ashamed yielding to earthly joy even with his beloved Mary. I had no disgrace when it came to fucking.

But such was not to happen except in my blasphemous dreaming. forefather Daniel's dangling cross was only a symbolic representation that aroused my imagination…my wicked thoughts…which were now in the form and chassis of dearly handsome, hot Church Father Daniel…his dim 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 aid. I thought priest were circumcised but he explained that at birth there was no idea of a spiritual set and thus he had foreskin with which I like to diddle in our minuscule sex games. His dangling hybrid was the only dangling thing when we were together !

Becky and I would fill turns milking that wonderful instrument of pleasure until Father Daniel lay in an exhausted state having please us both. He seduced me one early good afternoon after school but then the fun began as I shamed him to acknowledge that he was a sinful shag 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 virility. I called him every sinful and dirty gens before, during and after our lie with 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 get together you away from church and pass more time, alone, just with you."His lyric sent chills through me. Becky and I were best Friend but also competition for the priest's attentions in some erotic way. We girls each wanted to be his favorite, 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 titty, and exhausted and cuddling in his private elbow room. I loved rubbing my dead body over his nakedness, feeling his limp tool on my wet cunt…knowing I was the cause of putting it to slumber. I reached and felt his Ball and sentiment of seeing him alone. It was erotic to call up of our ‘ secret'time without Becky sharing. I was under his ‘ Spell.'

The adjacent day couldn't come soon enough. The motel was walking distance from school and I walked there as soon as social class was over, knocking on the room he had indicated. . I was filled with religious fervor as I knocked on the motel doorway. This time, like the first 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 Father 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 thrash the tears from my face while, even then, still finishing me off with extra fortuity. Then he would lie on top of me…when I caught my breather I would reach between us and stroke him as he would gradually go flaccid. This was a religious experience for me.

I knocked on the doorway, it opened and I entered. There was my bountiful priest in his seductive robe…the cross dangling down suggestively. We embraced and he whispered :"You're a extra girl, Phyllis. Are you ready for your surprise ?"‘ surprisal ?'I thought. It was tranquillize in the room and I held on, wondering."The Gospel of King John reports ‘ Jesus wept.'” he said and I waited for my surprisal."You make me weep sometimes,"he said."We have a divine intervention every time we fuck…it's like my cock gets hard just thinking of you and your body and your cunt."“ That's not a nice word of honor, Father,"I teased."Nice isn't the Son,"he said,"divine is more like it and when it's your ‘ cunt'my prick is in desperate need. And I'm not the only when one who feels that way."

I'm not the only one I thought ? What does he mean and I hugged him tight, his cross pressing against my bosom, feeling his strong cock against my organic structure. I wanted him just then and whispered :"My little ‘ twat'wants you to relieve 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 grin was huge and lecherous ! Another well-favoured man ! I got shivers at the whole idea. It was to be a three ! Not an sensual trey with Father Daniel's dog but a man one. That had never happened to me, I was a lilliputian scared and I suddenly wished Becky was with me.

"This is Father James from another parish. We have been admirer and shared stories…I told him of the delicious young nubile parishioner named Phyllis. James II and I have confided in all things. His congregation is honest-to-goodness and he is one horny devil…so he is my surprise."I looked at him then and at the door to our elbow room."Maybe I should leave,"I said. don Book of Daniel and James IV looked at each other. William James said :"Maybe you should go forth but first have a flavor at things."

That said, male parent King James I lifted his dark robe. He was fully upright. All of him and when I say ‘ all'of him there was a great deal in the word ‘ all'as far as James IV was concerned. He was immense and stiff, flexing and already dripping."My congregants are mostly older,"he said,"and when Danny told me about ‘ his'short Phyllis I had to ask to join you…my stopcock is very needy."I looked at his face, his centre and down to his stiff member. God ! I thought, are no non-Christian priest 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 hired hand went to him…the read/write head of his dick peeking out…his flesh was so hot and his hammer dripping. I grasped and moved the skin over the read/write 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 gratifying,"I said, looking up at him. He smiled and I kissed and licked. Church Father Book of Daniel was holding me from behind, massaging my waist and lifting my dress. It was too late to provide. I wanted to stay and savour my surprise. Book of the Prophet Daniel was a very good non-Christian priest and beside all that, my little cunt had been aching for a ride all day.

My garb now at my waist and Book of the Prophet Daniel's turncock moving from behind and between my branch. I was licking and stroking his friend, James, whose fingers were in my hair and on my ear. I was hot and a picayune scared. Saint James was a monster. I didn't know if he would pain me. I was Whitney Moore Young Jr. and small and so was my cunt. It was just the aright sizing for a regular man or even a regular doggie but what about James ? I kissed and sucked and stroked. His clump were tightening in my hand. Book of the Prophet Daniel was milking me, teasing me, his cock back and forth, from behind, between my peg, smoothing the lips of my wet cunt with his hot cock as I moved on it and building my heat.

Saint James the Apostle pulled my aspect away and held me up to him with a yummy kissing."Don't,"he said,"you're going bring me off too soon. There is a right way to convey me off."“ I'm just a slight girl,"I whispered."I don't know…"

James II hands caressed my font, smoothing my lips that were wet from his huge cock."You taste trade good,"I said. He licked my lips and smiled."Little King James wants to taste you."“ He's not little,"I said and gulped for breathing spell,"he's sort of big…huge."I let out my breathing space and sat on the couch, letting my frock down.

Saint James sat beside me, holding me. founder Daniel opened a bottle :"Sacrificial vino,"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 methamphetamine and drank. I reached under Father James'gown to prove him again. My hand seemed inadequate to the job but he was still concentrated and I stroked him. He stuck out his legs and pulled up his gown, letting out a Brobdingnagian sigh, I looked at my Book of Daniel :"This is a very big surprise !"Then I leaned over James for another kiss and slug, his strength flexing as I held him with both handwriting. It was my dragon and he was on fervidness. I played with the foreskin, back and Forth River,"You're going to make me cum,"Saint James the Apostle said and I slowed and wassail some more wine.

"I need to relax 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 quiet in the room. I heard motorcar passing by outside. My promontory was dizzy and not just from the wine. I had to cool down a bit before we got into the ‘ Lamb'persona of the afternoon. What would I order Becky ? What should I tell Becky ? I sort of wish well 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 niggling 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 width. I changed the subject.

"You men won't like me for this but I have a fantasy,"I said. King James said :"About… ?"“ I said you wouldn't like it but here goes…"I drank some more wine and told them of my Savior fantasy…of fucking Him on the interbreeding and how He liked it all and came in me…came voiceless. I told them all about Mary Magdalene and how they liked kissing."Tell me, Father of the Church, how could Jesus have got 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. Saint James looked at us and took hold of his cross and playfully slapped my chest."You're making my teat hard !"I teased.

Now I had both priests…one on either side…and slipped their robes to their waists. They were both beautiful though of different sizes and I couldn't involve my mind of the size of it of James…I had never seen…or imagined…such a prick."I don't know,"I repeated,"he's vast and I'm little."“ And sloshed,"said Daniel. I was a nervous little girl.

James I stood and took my hand saying :"Now's the prison term to see out."He pulled me to my feet and I followed him to the bed."I know what you like piffling Phyllis and I know what ‘ little James'likes to do. He is one hungry, starved colleague these many months of my good behavior."He was teasing me and I loved it. He was so gentle and kind but I was nervous and full of wonder.

The sentence 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 coldness where I was hot and looked between my stage to see the head of his cock emerge from its prepuce. It was so aphrodisiacal and hot to see the flying dragon 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 creative thinker was full of words : ‘ hungry,'‘ starved,'‘ huge,'‘ wet,'‘ cunt."My starving cunt ! I began to loose on the soft pillows. James'hands smoothing my thighs, adjusting my office on the pillows telling me sweet things.

William James leaned over me, kissing and licking my mouth, and I tensed in anticipation. His cock touched and played. I reached down with both hands. I could barely get grasp of him and pushed the skin down to bring out his cock which was a deep 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 sheep pen, nudging my clit. I shivered as he played with my stiff button. It was hot and delicious and I lifted and held myself. His peter now parting my small pussy lips…kissing me again and pushing…he held my knee joint far apart and I felt entirely exposed, 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 fire, to a new height of cristal and I lifted and spread myself."You're sweet,"he said."Your slit is beautiful and wet and…"“ Oh God ! dearest God !"I oozed."Father, you're spreading me so wide."“ You're pie-eyed Phyllis…your cunt is gripping me…unh !"I was holding myself now as the Draco was stroking, was going rich. I felt him along my legs and along the rampart of my cunt. I began to loosen up and answer. He moved inside and then out. My workforce went to his waist…our mouthpiece 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 testis pounding my keister.

I was going deaf or my point was pounding or my entire consistence was releasing on this monster taking me lieu. 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 head and cried out for another thrust and another climax taking all my psyche and body…then he slowed…don't slow…keep fucking…never…never stop…but he slowed and laid on me…an impaled vernal woman. I took him all. I was so gallant. I didn't want him to soften or leave my cunt. He belonged in my cunt and I squeezed on my flying dragon. Squeezed hard."You're beautiful,"he said and I kissed his ear where it had bled.

Father Book of Daniel was holding my mitt."Watching the two of you made me come…just watching,"he said. I looked up at him and at his dick, puckered my lips. He moved finale and I licked the last muck of his cum. I was exhausted and kissed his cock. I began to hear the cars outside our elbow room passing along the highway and it all calmed me down, back to my smoke from such an afternoon. James was lying beside me and I reached out and petted his indulgent cock…his dragon…'little James"all mild and smooth. I would have to tell Becky all about it. She would be overjealous 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 fortune to enjoy the new non-Christian priest and his"surprise."It was a big surprise…HUGE ! I felt so very warm and soft and tweet my small dragon which had ‘ dozed off.'I wanted that animate being to set me on fire again, soon !