ORGASMS ON THE ALTAR

ORGASMS ON THE ALTAR.

 He entered me again with my Mum still knocking on the door, and I pleaded with him to stop.

 I didn't want to get caught when I had just started enjoying sex with him.

 He finally gave in to my pleadings, and I got down from his table immediately as I slipped back into my dress and did the zipper.

 I turned on the diffuser, and its sweet fragrance instantly masked the stench of cum and sex that filled the office.

 I sat on one of the chairs opposite Matthew's table while he got the door.

 “Anna!” his cheerful voice came, and my mother hugged him before stepping in.

  “Oh, Ava darling, what are you doing here?” she asked me, and I blinked, not knowing what to say.

 “Oh.. Ava and I were just finishing up Bible study”, Matthew chimed in, and I exhaled.

 “I love how you're so close to the Lord. It's inspiring”, my mum said with a sweet smile.

 Yeah, I was close to my lord, Matthew's cock.

 They discussed for a while before I later left with my mum. I hated her for ruining the moment because, if anything, I'm unsatisfied.

 Days passed by in a flash, and I continued my routine of fingering myself every night;t except this time around, I had another image in my head.

  The doorbell rang, and my mother answered it.

 “OH my God, Matthew!” she exclaimed.

 I jumped down immediately from the bed when I heard it was my favorite priest.

  “I'm just here to start my weekend preaching sessions with Ava”, I heard him say.

 “Come on in. I was just leaving”

 I slowly descended the stairs, and the moment Matthew's eyes landed on me, I felt hungry.

 Hungry for him.

 My mum left, and I took him to my room upstairs.

 “I didn't know we had another Bible session”, I said with a smile as I rushed to kiss him.

 He responded by sucking on my tongue and lower lip at once.

 I moaned into his lips as he started moving his hands all over me.

 In one second, he got my dress off me and ripped off my underwear.

 Then he hastily started undoing his belt. He held the leather piece in his palm.

  “I'm going to hit you, and you're going to cry for me. So much that I can drink it”

 Fear gripped me instantly, but I kept reminding myself that it's all I ever wanted.

 “I'll cry for you!” I repeated like his little brainwashed slave.

 A lash landed on my breast, causing it to harden, and I winced.

 It hurt, but I also liked it.

 Then another one landed between my thighs, and I moaned.

 Then more and more and more landed, and with each whip, Matthew increased his pace.

 Tears had already started flowing through my eyes.

 “Why don't you just fuck me like a normal person? It's all I ever wanted”, I said with his belt still hitting me violently.

 “I tried to warn you that I'm a sadistic bastard, but you stayed like a cock starved idiot, and that's how I'm going to treat you”

 By the time he stopped whipping me, I was already weak and limp on the bed, and my body was full of bruises.

 Then he brought out the same oil he used on me in his office and applied it evenly on my body.

 It stung badly, but I didn't complain.

 “Should I still fuck you, or should I leave, seeing as you’re about to pass out?” his voice came from above me.

 Leave.

 My mouth couldn't just say those words. As much as I hated the lashing I just received. I'm hungry for Matthew's cock buried deep into me.

  “Fuck me”, my voice was low.

 “I expected nothing else from a hungry bitch like you”

 Yes, call me names, insult me, slap and hit me, destroy my body and soul so far you never stop fucking me.

 Do everything but keep fucking my needy pussy.

 With an effortless thrust, he was buried deep into me.

 He withdrew his full length and slammed it into me once more.

 Matthew never fucked fast.

 He fucked hard.

 Hard enough for anyone to feel the impact in her stomach, hard enough to make you feel like you're floating.

  “You're the sweetest thing I've ruined, Ava. I bless the day you were born”, he grunted between his words as he continued his merciless banging.

 “And I bless the day you blessed my pussy with your cock. I love you, Father!” Those words escaped from my mouth before I could stop it.

 Then I felt Matthew's cock twitch inside me, and the thought of him coming inside me made me happy.

 But I knew he'd never do that.

 He pulled out cleanly, and in another second he shoved his cock down my throat before finally releasing his warm liquid.

 I gulped each drop down, sucking his cap violently as I hoped more would drip out.

 Nothing had ever tasted so good to me in my life.

 No juice, no syrup.

 Nothing at all.

 I kept sucking and licking on his cock like some obsessed freak when he finally pulled out.

 “That's enough, you hungry dog!” he slapped me hard with his cock.

 He put his pants on, belt and did his zipper and suddenly I felt sad it was over.

 I felt sad he was going.

 “Can we do one more round?”I pleaded, wiping the little streak of tears left in my eyes.

  “I'm officiating the evening mass; will you be coming?” he asked.

 “I'll be coming if it means I get fucked again”

 He smiled with his eyes and inched closer, and he did something I never expected.

 He pecked my forehead.

 “You won't get fucked, Ava; you'll be left broken and shattered”, he said, and my lips curved.

 “I have a priest friend coming in from London tonight. We've got the same sexual tastes, and I told him about you”

 I nodded slowly with my brows raised. Why would he share this information with me?

 “Have you had a threesome before?” he asked, and I shook my head sideways.

 “No.”

 “Then come to the altar by 10pm for a taste”