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I Need Your Cum

作者: Hazeel
last update 公開日: 2025-10-18 17:21:54

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LEAH'S POV 

“Jesusㅡ Jesusㅡ”

“It's not time to fucking pray, sister Leah.” Father Damon grunted under me, hand reaching between us to rub at my sensitive clit.

My pussy was dripping wet, soaking the thighs of father Damon as my stomach began to tighten in knots, a clear sign of my impending orgasm.

I whimpered, sandwiched between the two priests' massive bodies. Every thrust made a wet, squelching sound as their dicks moved in and out of my holes. Father Matthias reached around to grab my bouncing breasts, squeezing them hard while Father Damon spanked my ass with both hands.

The two men set a brutal pace, their bodies slamming into mine from both sides. Father Damon's cock moved in and out of my pussy with wet, smacking sounds while Father Matthias's massive length stretched my ass open and shut with every thrust.

"Hold her still,”Father Matthias grunted.

Father Damon wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me in place while Father Matthias began to pound into my ass with abandon. His heavy balls slapped against my ass cheeks with every thrust, mixing with the sound of Father Damon's dick sliding in and out of my wet pussy.

The room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and wet holes being filled by thick, heavy cocks. 

Father Damon whispered dirty words into my ear that made my pussy flush. "Good girl taking two dicks at once... Feels good, doesn't it? Double blessings? Is that that what this means? Blessing this dick with two cocks? God bless this tight little cunt."

“Father, forgive me…” the words fell out of my lips in a breathy moan, my fingers digging into Father Damon to steady myself as I tried to get used to the two men pounding into me at similar paces.

Father Matthias growled, "The Lord's Prayer never sounded so good..." He thrust deep, pounding my ass like he was possessed. 

Father Damon countered with shallow, quick jabs into my pussy, hitting my clit perfectly. Together, they were wrecking me and I fucking loved it.

The pleasure was overwhelming, my body stretched and filled in ways I'd never imagined. Father Matthias's thick length hit a spot deep inside my ass that made me scream while Father Damon's cock rubbed against my G-spot relentlessly. "Come on our cocks," Father Damon commanded roughly.

He didn't need to ask. I was already so close.

"Let us fill you with holy seed..." Father Matthias added, slamming his massive length in and out of my tight ass, his voice strained from the effort. He reached around to slap my bouncing tits hard, his fingernails scraping against my sensitive nips.

My orgasm hit like a tidal wave, my pussy and ass clamping down around their invading cocks. 

“Oh my fucking god!” I screamed, completely out of control as they fucked me through it. 

"Fuck yes!" Father Damon groaned, "Milk our cocks, you dirty little nun!”

Their pace never faltered and I could feel the crucifix around Father Matthias's neck press into my bare back as he pushed himself against me. “Yesㅡ” I whimpered, the metal biting into my skin as my pussy started to become oversensitive.

I needed them to fucking cum. Before I would fucking lose my mind.

“Fuck…I need your cum. Please, bless me with it,” I moaned out, voice hoarse from the intense pounding i was getting on both sides.

“You want it that bad, huh?” Father Matthias grunted, sliding his hands into my hair as he continued to snap into me harder.

They were close. I could tell. Fuck. I needed to feel their warmth spread in me.

Father Damon's cock swelled inside my spasming pussy, his hot seed bursting forth and filling me to the brim. “Fuck!”

Father Matthias followed soon after, his massive length pulsing and releasing thick streams of hot cum deep into my ass. "Take it," he grunted.

After a couple of jerky thrusts, father Damon carefully pulled out of my still-pulsing pussy, his dick glistening with my cum and his own as Father Matthias held me up, still buried in my ass from behind. Father Damon pressed the head of his cock against my chest, tracing a slow cross from shoulder to shoulder, then down between my breasts to imitate the sign of the cross. "In the name of the Father…”

Oh lord. This was purely deranged.

I gasped as Father Damon pressed the head of his cum-filled dick against my chest, the warm, sticky liquid dripping down between my breasts. Father Matthias slowly pulled out of my ass, leaving me feeling empty and well-fucked. "And of the Son…” he whispered in a mocking tone, his words bouncing off the walls of my ears.

Father Damon continued tracing the cross, his thick length leaving a trail of semen on my skin. Father Matthias reached around me, grabbing my bouncing tits and squeezing them hard while Father Damon finished the sign. "And of the Holy Spirit…”

As Father Damon finished tracing the cross on my chest with his cum-covered dick, he pressed down firmly between my breasts. I felt another hot stream of semen spill out onto me as he whispered, "...Amen." 

Father Matthias squeezed my tits even harder, "...Amen.”

The two priests stepped back, admiring their handiwork. My chest was covered in a sticky mess of semen, the sign of the cross perfectly traced in cum. Father Damon smiled devilishly and said, "You're marked with the Holy Trinity now, my dear.”

I looked down at my cum-covered chest, feeling a strange sense of pride and possession. I had been fucked and marked by two holy men, their sacred symbols now etched onto my skin.

Father Matthias nodded in agreement, "Indeed, you are now a true temple of the Lord.”

With a shaky finger, I used a finger to swipe at the cum, wrapping my tongue around it while staring at both of them. “Thank you, Father. I have received my penance.” I grinned, heart thrumming in my chest.

“And you'll be here for more, wouldn't you Sister? Father Damon deserves a better welcome than you have given him.” Father Matthias looked me over.

My thighs were sticky with their cum and my answer was immediate. “Yes, father.”

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