Sinful Temptations Just Give In ♕

Sinful temptations, it wasn’t fair for God to tempt me in such a way.

The way he commanded a room through charm alone was driving me wild, daydreaming of the day where I gave in to my sinful temptations. Priests are supposed to be off-limits, aren’t they? Yet I grabbed a toy from my bedside table and played with myself, the entire time thinking about a man of God. My imagination didn’t even take the priest’s collar off of him as I imagined him pounding into me. What was wrong with me? I needed to find a way out of it. Needing to confess before I gave in to my sinful temptations. 

Of Course, I Need To Confess

I got out of the car and pulled the handle of the large church doors, causing them to swing open. I was a little worried because I couldn’t see anyone in the church. Unfortunately, I thought that churches were always available to the needy. There wasn’t even a straggler or two in the pews. I took a few steps into the empty building, my heels clicking against the floor as I stepped.

The doors closed behind me. I heard his voice call, and I turned to face him, coming from a side room. “Oh hello, it’s you again—a pleasure to see you come back to our Church. I was hoping you would show up! Just not so late at night,” he laughed a bit with that, a deep chuckle. I couldn’t help myself from blurting out, “I need to confess,” I avoided eye contact; his grin had fallen to a look of concern as he nodded. He reassured me then led me to the confessional booth. 

Sinful Temptations Bound By Our Own Lust

“Bless me, Father, for I have Sinned,” I started, my mouth dry. I was usually so confident, but the holiness of the Church made even me meek. “It’s been a few years since my last confession, seven, I think.” Father Xavier had asked me what my sin was, and I confessed to thinking about someone indecently while I pleasured myself. It was odd for me to be so flustered; I’m usually such an exhibitionist. 

“God will forgive you. Even he knows we are all bound by our own lust and can forgive our transgressions.” I sighed a bit in relief. It’s over. I could leave this and forget all about him and this church. Before I could do anything else, he spoke again, “Tell me about these thoughts. Who were you thinking of?” He questioned. 

Clearing my throat and spoke again, “You, Father.” I gave in to my sinful temptations and held my breath. I heard a slight shift in his seat, but his silence was maddening. I had crossed a line too far, and I bit my lip tentatively. “Father Xavier?” I called with no response. I prepared myself to be reprimanded, but instead, the booth’s curtain were ripped open. He towered over me, my eyes widening in surprise. He was just a shadow with his back to the light, making his expression impossible to read. The next words I heard were from his lips were, “God, forgive me.”  

God Forgive My Temptations

I parted my lips to apologize, but he spoke in a commanding tone, “Kneel.” Kneeling in front of a priest in prayer felt like the appropriate thing to do, but as his fingers ran their way up the back of my head. I knew what my position was. My hands made my way to his belt, his large cock begging for freedom through his pants. I wrapped a hand around the base of his dick while using my tongue to lick up the shaft. It was too late to back down now because we were spiraling into our sinful temptations.

I gently kissed the sensitive head of his cock before parting my lips wider, taking him deeper into the back of my throat. Causing my head to bob along with him, trying to take every inch of him in. Saliva dripped off him as I pulled back for air, but I couldn’t slow down. I let him choke me, looking up at his body as I worshiped him. I sucked and swirled my tongue around him. He threw his head up towards the church ceiling, whispering prayers.

I wanted to make him lose it, drive him mad with pleasure. Finally, I could feel myself getting lost in action, my hand stroking as I tasted him. His cum filled my mouth as he groaned, and I enjoyed every drop. He used my hair to guide me up from my knees without words. “God forgive us,” he panted at last. He got redressed with haste returning to whispered prayers. I watched as he walked away to his quarters, leaving me breathless and my heart racing. 

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