Confess your Impure thoughts Girl

Confess your Impure thoughts Girl

I have always been a good Catholic girl.  I attended Catholic school from 1st grade all the way through college.  I learned all about the dos and don’ts in Sunday school. I go to mass every Sunday and every holiday.  I say my prayers every night and give thanks before every meal.  I always try to think of others before I think of myself.  I go to confession every month to make sure I am headed on the right path and am always reassessing my behavior to do things better and be a better person. But I must confess I have a lot of dirty thoughts.

However, for the past few months, I have been feeling very guilty.  My mind has been taken over with impure thoughts.  I have always practiced abstinence, so I could give myself to my husband pure like a good Catholic girl does, but now it seems every waking moment is spent lusting over a man.  I find myself seeking him out more and more each day.  Even though we can’t be together the way I want, it still comforts me to see those kind eyes and hear his soothing voice.  No, I have made my decision.  I am headed over to the church right now because I can’t keep this to myself anymore.  I must seek absolution.  Even though it will mortify me to confess my deviant thoughts, I truly believe saying them out loud will somehow lift my burden and put me back on the right path.

He welcomes me as I close the confessional door.  I ask if I may kneel and rid myself of my evil thoughts.  He tells me in that warm soothing voice, “Whatever makes you more comfortable Brooke”. Father, my every waking moment has been consumed with lustful thoughts of a man.  My mind races from one image to the next…the warm touch of his hand…the fiery passion of his embrace…the taste of his lips…the ecstasy of him inside me!  Oh, Father, my heart is pounding now as I tell you.  I am becoming weak.  I can’t seem to focus.  Then, I hear that soothing voice asking me to breathe and come out of the confessional and sit with him.

As I sit in front of him, he takes my hand and tells me how he too has struggled and this is normal and will pass.  Although I want to believe him, I can’t.  He tells me as hard as it is, you must distance yourself from him in order to get some clarity and regain your strength. I can never distance myself from him because if I do, I will distance myself from God.  He asks me why I would think such a thing.  I tell him.  The man I lust for is you!  Please don’t hate me, Father, I have struggled with this for so long, but I cannot do it on my own anymore.  Please help me.

Before I know what’s happening, he is holding my face in his hands and softly kissing my lips.  “Brooke, I have thought about you as well, ever since I was first transferred here.”  I notice he is very excited.  His breathing has become heavy and his robe lifting upright over that hot, hard cock I have dreamt inside of me for so long.  He lifts me to my feet and scoops me up into the most passionate embrace, more passionate than I had ever imagined.  He looks me right in the eye and proclaims his love for me and how he has been consumed with those very same thoughts for me!

His hands fall down to my ass and I can feel his fingers digging into my ass cheeks so tightly as if our lives depended on his grip.  I imagine this is what Heaven would feel like.  Now he is ripping off my short skirt…turning me around and pushing me over…sliding his hands up to my breasts…the buttons falling to the floor as he rips away my blouse!  It’s really happening…I will be punished for my actions, but I don’t care. I have never felt so alive! I peek behind me and watch his robe drop to the floor as the image of his adonis body burns deep into my memory for safekeeping.  His face is buried in my hair, his lips sucking my neck, his hands tightly squeezing my breasts as he finally thrusts that big beautiful hard, dripping wet cock into my soft, sweet pussy.  It’s all too much.  I can feel every single cell in my body working in harmony as my mind loses itself in total ecstasy.

I don’t know what this will mean, once I come back down from the most incredible high I have ever experienced, but for the first time, I don’t care.  All I know is now that I have him, I can never let him go and I will do whatever it takes to be with him forever!

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