Dirty Confession -The Night The Priest Spanked My Naughty Ass

Dirty Sinning Southern Girl

A Southern girl is always known to be sweet, respectful and the picture of a saint. We typically do not have dirty confessions. Either my creator was drinking or a little tipsy because this Angel was made with horns. My new job as a Southern phone sex operator was easy because all my sexual fantasies were being taken care of one call at a time. I wanted to brag about my job, and gloat over my days  filled with me creaming my panties while  talking to my sexy lovers. I knew if I told my family they would make my fun come to an end.

What was this girl to do? Just maybe I could tell the priest, he has to keep my dirty secret. Of course, I was a little nervous sharing that one secret about cuckold gravy. I felt so sinfully naughty as I entered the cathedral. My trench coat was tight around me, never revealing that underneath was a sexy  lacy black teddy with the crotch cut out. I could hear the tapping of my 6 inch red stilettos as I walked down to give my dirty confession. As I slid into the seat of the confessional.

My Dirty Confession

My pussy was getting wetter at the excitement of telling all the dirty things that I had done. I could smell the sweet nectar of my pussy juices filling the small confessional. I could hear the priest clear his throat as he could smell the sweet smell as well. Father, I said, I have done so many sinful things, and I have to share my dirty confession with you…I have to admit, I enjoyed it all. I have many orgasms every day as a Southern phone sex operator. My most recently devilish sin is that I seduced my husband’s boss enticing him to fill my pussy with his cuckold gravy that I later fed to my husband as a delicious cream pie. The priest never said a word, but I could hear the rustling of his robe in the other part of the box.

I thought the dirty confession was over as I heard the priest leave the confessional, but to my surprise, my door swung open and there stood the priest. He told me that there was no help for me and that I needed to leave. He grabbed my wrist to force me out and as he did, my coat opened and there I stood in my pretty lacy lingerie.

Temping The Priest To Sin

I could see through his robe, his cock getting hard. The priest stared and said nothing. I looked up at the priest and then down at his cock as I licked my lips and told him, “I guess there’s no help for me as a Southern phone sex operator is there preacher man?”  Without warning, he grabbed me and bent me over and began to spank my ass for my dirty confession.

I could feel his hard cock throbbing against my sweet little pussy opening, and then I felt him push his cock deep inside me. He began to thrust, pounding my tight little pussy until I felt his cum spray deep inside. As I felt him leave my body and straighten his clothes. He said. I guess we both now have our own dirty secret, don’t we? Sexy little southern phone sex operator. Yes, Preacher man, I guess we do As I smiled my sinfully mischievous smile.

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