SQUIRT SHOTS

CHAPTER 1 I knelt on the hard wood with my dress pushed up to my waist and my legs spread wide. The priest in charge of the holy cathedral sat before my opened p***y, and nodded his head that I should start my confession. “Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,” I began with shaky voice. “I didn't do it purposely, Father. My husband has not f****d me in more than a year. He takes other women and even my own cousin, but he never touched me. So I… started doing bad things….” Father Ren who looked like he was in his 40s cleared his throat. “Bad things like?” “I…I finger myself every night right next to him in bed.” Guilt reipped through my body. “I push my fingers in…” Father Ren looked up, our eyes met. “How many fingers, child?” “I started with two, then three fingers inside my cunt and f**k myself hard. I rub my c**t until I c*m and I bite the pillow so he doesn’t hear me.” I confessed shamefully. “I don't know if I can ever be cleansed, Father.” “Nothing is below the God’s power, child.” Father Ren’s voice was now low. “Any other things you didn't aside from fingering your own cunt?” My chest heaved. Is it safe to tell him everything? But then, this is a holy man. I swallowed my doubt and heaved a sigh before I began. “I took his belt, put it around my neck, and choked myself while I rode my hand.” I looked up. Our eyes met but his cassock had a big bulge. “Father…” “Continue.” “I touched myself in the church car park after Mass. I sit with my legs up and rub my wet p***y until I c*m on the seat. I bought a thick dildo, f****d myself with it on my knees in front of the mirror an slap my own t**s and moan… your name, Father.” He squeezed his c**k through the cassock. “You're really filled with sin.” He tapped on his phone and immediately, the bell rang, two sisters came in. Sister Marg and Sister Veronica came in. They stopped when they saw me naked from the waist down with my legs open. Father Ren spoke firmly. “This woman is full of lust because her husband ignores her. Sister Marg, stand behind her. Pull her dress down and hold her breasts.” Sister Marg hesitated, eyes wide. “Father… are we really doing this?” “Do it,” he said. “Help her confess.” Sister Marg moved behind me. She pulled my dress down so my breasts came out. “Her t**s are so full,” she whispered. She cupped them and squeezed. “They feel heavy.” “Pinch the n*****s,” Father Ren ordered. Sister Marg pinched both n*****s and twisted them. “They are so hard already,” she said softly. “Look how they stand up.” Father Ren looked at Sister Veronica. “Sister Veronica, kneel between her legs. Lick her p***y. Taste how wet her sin has made her.” Sister Veronica hesitated, biting her lip. “Father Ren, this is wrong… she is married.” “She needs this,” he replied. “Obey.” Sister Veronica knelt slowly. She gave my p***y one small lick, then another. “She tastes sweet,” she said quietly. “And she is very wet.” “Hold her open and suck her c**t,” Father Ren told her. Sister Veronica spread my p***y lips with her fingers. “Her c**t is swollen,” she said before she put her mouth on it and sucked. I moaned loud. “Father Ren…” I breathed. Sister Marg kept squeezing my breasts. She pinched my n*****s harder. “Her n*****s are so sensitive,” she told Father Ren. “Every time I pinch, her body jumps.” “Tell me more, Tanya,” Father Ren said while he stroked his c**k through his cassock. “I watch videos of priests f*****g married women,” I gasped. “I imagine you bending me over and f*****g me right here. I want your c**k in my mouth. I want you to c*m inside me while I beg God for forgiveness.” Father Ren opened his cassock. His thick c**k stood out, long and hard. The head was wet. He stroked it slowly. Sister Veronica looked up. “She is dripping down my chin, Father. Her cunt is so slippery.” She pushed two fingers inside me. “She is tight too. Feel how she squeezes.” “f**k her with your fingers while you suck her c**t,” Father Ren commanded. Sister Veronica moved her fingers in and out. “Yes, Father. She is getting wetter.” She sucked my c**t harder and flicked her tongue fast. Sister Marg slapped one of my breasts lightly. “Her t**s bounce nicely when I slap them,” she said. She leaned down and sucked hard on my n****e. “Mmm, she tastes good here too.” “Add a third finger,” Father Ren told Sister Veronica. “Stretch her open.” Sister Veronica pushed three fingers inside me. “She is taking them so well,” she said, breathing fast. “Her p***y is sucking my fingers. I think she likes being watched.” My legs started shaking hard. “Father Ren… I’m going to cum.” Sister Marg pinched my n*****s and pulled them. “c*m for Father Ren,” she whispered in my ear. “Let it all out. Show us what a bad wife you are.” Sister Veronica sucked my c**t faster. “Yes, c*m on my tongue, Tanya. Make a mess.” I came hard. My p***y squeezed around her fingers and I squirted on her face. I screamed “Father Ren!” loud. My whole body shook. The sisters kept touching and licking me until I could not take it anymore. When it stopped, I was weak and breathing fast. Father Ren stood right in front of me. His hard c**k was inches from my mouth. Sister Marg and Sister Veronica held me in place. Sister Veronica still licked my p***y slowly. Sister Marg squeezed my sore breasts. Father Ren held my chin and made me look up at him. “Look at what your confession did to me.” He rubbed the wet head of his c**k across my lips. Sister Veronica looked up from between my legs. “Her p***y is still twitching, Father.” Father Ren rubbed the wet head of his c**k across my lips. “Open your mouth, Tanya. Take your priest’s c**k and begin your cleansing.” I opened wide. He pushed inside. The thick head filled my mouth. He tasted salty and warm. “Suck it slowly,” he ordered. “Let it cleanse the lust from your tongue.” I closed my lips around him and sucked. He groaned and pushed deeper. Sister Marg stood behind me and squeezed my breasts. She pinched my n*****s hard but said nothing. Sister Veronica knelt between my legs and licked my p***y in long, steady strokes. She stayed quiet too. Father Ren held my head with both hands. “That’s it. Your husband never fed you c**k like this. Your sin runs deep, but my c**k will wash it out.” He f****d my mouth with slow, deep thrusts. I gagged a little but kept sucking. Spit ran down my chin. Sister Veronica licked my c**t faster. Her tongue felt hot and wet. Sister Marg twisted my n*****s and pulled them, sending sharp heat through my body. Father Ren looked down at me. “Your confession made my c**k hard for God’s work. Now I will cleanse this married p***y with it.” He pulled out of my mouth. His c**k was shiny with my spit. “Stand up and bend over the kneeler,” he said. I stood on shaky legs and bent over. My ass pushed out. My p***y was dripping. Father Ren stepped behind me. He rubbed his thick c**k up and down my wet folds. “Feel that? This is how we drive out sin.” He pushed the head inside me. I moaned loud. “Take every inch,” he growled. “Let your priest’s c**k cleanse your empty cunt.” He grabbed my hips and thrust deep. His whole c**k slid inside me. I cried out. He felt huge. Father Ren started f*****g me hard. Each thrust slapped against my ass. “Your husband left this hole starving. I will fill it with holy correction.” Sister Veronica reached under me and rubbed my c**t in fast circles. Sister Marg stayed behind me, squeezing and slapping my breasts. I moaned louder. “Father Ren… it’s too deep.” “It must be deep to cleanse you,” he said, pounding me faster. “Your sin is thick. My c**k will break it.” The pleasure built fast. My legs shook. Father Ren kept talking. “This married p***y belongs to the Church now. Every thrust washes away your filth.” Sister Veronica rubbed my c**t harder. I came suddenly. My p***y squeezed tight around his c**k. I screamed his name and shook hard. Wetness ran down my thighs. Father Ren did not stop. He f****d me through it, even harder. “Good. Let it all out. Release your sin on my cock.” He pulled out and turned me around. “On your knees.” I dropped down. My legs felt weak. Father Ren stroked his c**k fast. It was shiny with my c*m. “Open your mouth. Receive the seed that cleanses.” He groaned. Thick ropes of c*m shot across my tongue and face. I swallowed what landed in my mouth. Some dripped down to my breasts. Sister Marg wiped c*m from my chin with her fingers and pushed it into my mouth. She stayed quiet. Father Ren breathed hard. He looked at me with dark eyes. “This is only the start of your penance, Tanya. Your body still carries lust.” He touched my lips with his thumb. “Come back tomorrow night. We will go deeper.” We heard footsteps outside the confessional again. Someone walking slowly through the church. Father Ren tensed. “Get dressed. Now.” Sister Veronica helped pull my dress down. My face and breasts still had his c*m on them. My legs shook badly. The footsteps stopped right outside the door. Father Ren whispered, “Go out the side door. Do not let anyone see your face.”