Novel & Cerita Priest Erotica

He whispered a prayer to God as he fought his lusts. She isn't wearing any panties, the naughty slut. Her naked, shaved pussy, the slit so tight and inviting, peaks at you from between her thighs. Jezebel's own pussy was on fire. She loved the wet heat. Mary is teasing you. She wants you to hike up your cassock and bury your cock in her tight, slutty cunt. She burns to be fuck her over the altar. The image burned through the priest's mind. His dick itched. Thoughts of pulling over and masturbating on the side of the road flitted through his mind. Jezebel savored his dirty thoughts as she whispered about how tight young Mary felt wrapped about his cock.

The priest then asked, "I see that you're just as sinful and depraved as you said, my son. You must have let other men defile your young body with their awful urges. I may have to get assistance in the future for more thorough instruction and guidance. I believe you would benefit from having two godly men tend to your sinful urges and inappropriate desires. No doubt Father Bobby will feel the need to interview and instruct you in the proper behavior for a student here in this house of worship." Oh, how I loved this kind of worship! The priest was now slowly working his hard cock in and out of my ass. I sighed every time he bottomed out inside me. His big hard cock would gently rub my prostat

And yet… He began to rub the crucifix against her, slowly at first, then with more pressure, the hard metal grinding against her clitoris. Rose cried out, her body arching, a mix of pain and an unbearable, transgressive pleasure. The coldness of the metal against her burning flesh, the weight of the cross, the sacrilege of it all, intensified the sensation. “Feel that, Rose?” he growled, his voice thick with triumph. “That’s the weight of your sin. And the ecstasy of your surrender. Embrace it, little whore. Embrace your damnation. Your disgraceful cunt is leaking for it.”

*************** Jeremy wasn’t prepared for when the same stranger from last night walked into the chapel, all tousled hair and unbuttoned shirt at the top. Graphic images of their erotic night together flashing across his mind. The man had brought him to his release three times that night, and Jeremy had collapsed, satiated, wondering if he’d ever be able to move on from such an amount of pleasure. If anything, he’d wanted to experience more of that. But his sad reality awaited. Which was already playing out. He felt a tap on his hand that was curled lightly underneath her chin, sharp and stinging. “What are you doing?” Bridget demanded through gritted teeth, trying to communicate with her e

My fingers curl harder, hitting her g-spot, and she arches, a sob of pleasure escaping. “I… I touch myself… oh fuck… thinking of… someone like you,” she admits, her voice breaking, her pussy fluttering around my fingers as I suck her clit again, hard and fast. “Naughty lamb,” I growl, my free hand gripping her thigh, spreading her wider. “I’m your priest now, and this is your penance.” I add a third finger, stretching her tight virgin cunt, pumping deep while my tongue attacks her clit, licking and sucking in a frenzy.

He had with him a bottle of wine and a tumbler which he placed down on the table before making his direction at Camila's. Pure lust was just evident in his eyes. He savours her by the neck hungrily wasting no opportunity on the jackpot he has gotten his hands on. Camila didn't flinched. His strong body cologne almost made Camila tear up. She choked. He took a quick look at her again taking off his coat which reaches down to his knee and trousers. Only his pants was left. He clasps both palms on his mouth making a gesture like who just won an award. His inner devil praised the creator for this wide flower. He lean closer while he plays and sulked on her nipple like a baby.

The lecture hall door unlocked with a click, and she slipped out, her body still tingling from the multiple orgasms. She knew she should feel guilty, but all she could think about was how much she needed this again

The position left me completely exposed, vulnerable, dripping, and trembling. He was sitting relaxed against the back of the tub, legs spread, that powerful, broad-shouldered body dominating the space. I felt his rough, calloused hand slide up the back of my thigh, the friction sending sparks through me. His skin was coarse from years in prison, nothing like Felix’s smooth touch. It scraped deliciously against my soft flesh. “Fuck, look at you,” He muttered, voice thick with lust. “Soaking wet already and I haven’t even touched you properly. Does my brother ever get you this dripping? Does Felix make your cunt throb like a desperate little slut?”

Cristina's POV. "Ahhh, Mmmm." A loud gasp came from the other side of the door, followed by rasped heavy breathing. That was exactly what I needed. Heat bloomed low in my core as I shoved the door open. The scene before me was like something out of my wildest fantasies and my nipples hardened under the tight leather gown I'd thrown on. In a corner was a woman, her legs spread far apart. One man pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt, making her quiver beneath him while another guy fucked her throat hard, slamming against her again and again as his groans escaped his mouth.

He spat on my hole and forced his way inside, stretching my ass wide around his holy cock. Once buried deep, he started fucking my shithole with long, powerful strokes while reaching down to rub my clit. The crucifix lay beside my head, watching me get sodomized by a priest. “Beg for my seed in your ass,” he demanded, choking me lightly with one hand. “It’s so wrong… but please, Father… cum in my ass. Fill your nun’s shithole with your unholy load!” He roared and erupted, pumping rope after thick rope of hot cum deep into my bowels. When he pulled out, cum leaked from my gaping asshole onto the sacred altar.