SINFUL PLEASURE

CHAPTER TWENTY

FATHER DAVID STEEL'S POV

"Sister Elizabeth". I groaned.

She sucked hard on me, purring around my c**k. Her tongue danced like snake around my c**k.

"Oh, Lord Jesus". I groaned lowly. “"What have I done? What—".

The other door to the confessional box opened. A man entered. Mr Sanders, the husband of that cheating w***e. I swallowed, trying not to groan as Sister Elizabeth blew me without a care in the world.

"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned". He groaned. "It's been ... two or three weeks since my last confession.

"The Lord bless you, child, what are your sins?". I grunted out by rote, my nuts tensing with that hungry mouth sucking on me.

"I've been ... watching the neighborhood's wife whiles she takes her bath Father". Mr Sanders said, his voice stricken. "I know it's wrong, it's just that my wife ... She’s been distant lately".

I knew why. My c**k throbbed in the nun's mouth. His wife was a filthy, filthy w***e.

"She hasn't been ... eager to share marital relations lately, and I have just been so ... so ... Well, I have been abusing myself watching my neighbor's wife take her bath. Father, that woman...the things she does in the bathroom....it's like she knows I'm watching". He sounded distressed.

I bet his wife did those things to that student she f****d. I mocked in my head.

"I want to stop. I want to make things right between the Lord and my wife, Father". Mr Sanders aid as the pressure rose in my nuts.

"Uh-huh". I said, picturing his wife on her knees sucking that young man's c**k. Sister Elizabeth sucked so hard on my c**k, I felt it would come off. "You just have to ... pray to the Lord. Go and do a dozen Hail Marys and five Rosaries".

"Yes, Father". Mr Sanders said and rose as the pressure hit the bursting point in my c**k.

I clenched my teeth as I erupted into the nun’s sucking mouth. I shuddered, spurting over and over again. The pleasure slammed through me. The sinful bliss crashed into my mind. I groaned, savoring that pleasure slamming through my body.

Mr Sanders left the confessional as I shuddered, spurting more and more of my c*m into the nun’s mouth. Sister Elizabeth gulped it all down with glee. I shuddered, my nuts emptying themselves fast. I fired a last one.

"Lord". I breathed, rubbing my hand over my face. The nun ripped her mouth off my c**k.

"Praise the Lord for finally freeing your c**k from such sinful load". She chuckled.

"This is not funny. You shouldn't have done that. This is wrong". I scolded her.

"You were already touching yourself when I got here. I wanted help, plus your c**k looks so beautiful".

I just panted as she jumped to her feet and darted out of the confessional booth, slamming the door behind me. I couldn't believe that happened, my mind a whirl at one I had just unleashed.

I swallowed and stood, putting my c**k away. I had to wipe my face off. I buckled up and left the confessional, that was when I saw her.

Zelda Williams

No it wasn't her. She looked like her but this woman was more voluptuous. Aside from her pretty face, her double D t**s called out to me. It was her daughter. She had grown into a beautiful woman but there was no two ways about it. It was her, Zelda Williams' daughter. Evelyn Marie Williams.

I hadn't set eyes on her again after she got married. She was beautiful. I quickly stepped back into the the confessional booth, my heart raising. I didn't have any s****l encounters with Evelyn however, seeing her reminded me of her mother.

The bishop's wife was a very sexually active woman to say the least. She thought me everything I knew about s*x, the taboos and the sinful nature of women.

My mind stirred back to when I had first seen her giving a church member a blowjob in the back of the church building. I needed a break and would usually go there to smoke.

I walked out there to the sounds of a man groaning. I glanced to my right to see a church member standing with his back against the dilapidated altar the church no longer used, with Mrs Zelda Williams kneeling before him.

She had her hands on his ass, gripping him through his blue jeans. His belt was open. So was his fly. She was...

"Lord, forgive me". I groaned and tried to walk away from them but she saw me and called me over.

I shot her a confused glance as she continued to work her mouth up and down his the man's c**k. The man shuddered, his brown face twisting in pleasure as the bishop's wife slobbered on his c**k. She sucked on him with passion while wiggling her hips in such a suggestive way at me.

I swallowed as I stared at the beautiful bishop's wife. She wanted me to f**k her. She had thigh-high stockings on under her long dress and heels.

I lost control that day. My young c**k pulsing helplessly and I approached her. She flipped up the back of her dress and I gasped seeing that she had no panties on.

She had a tight, shaved p***y and I shuddered at the sight of her cunt. I dropped to the floor, my heart pounding away as the church member stared at me with glee in his eyes as he watched me unbuckle my pants.

"Mrs Williams?". I groaned, unsure if this was real or not.

"Recite psalms 23". She told me as she turned to help me pull out my c**k and lined it up at her p***y.

"Yes Mrs Williams". I gasped, my face twisting in delight. I started muttering the scripture as I pressed into her wet hot cunt.

That was how it began with her. And three other married women in the church. Mrs Williams would organize orgies during church retreats that her husband was not in attendance.

Everyone thought the women's fellowship in the church was an upright and holy fellowship but I knew otherwise.

Her husband and that of the three other women in the church thought that I was gay and that gave me easy access to their wives without questions.

"Yes, yes, yes, Lord". I groaned one time in one of the married women's home as I had come over to help her pray over something that was bothering her. Her husband was in the dinning room and we were in the bedroom.

She squealed lowly as I drew back my c**k. Her hot p***y squeezed down on me. It was intense. Amazing. I rammed back into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her slutty cunt and f****d her with force.

I pounded her hard and fast, my nuts slapping into her shaved flesh. She squealed and moaned her delight, sounding so happy to have a c**k in her. I thrust away at her, f*****g her with force, reveling in that hot t**t gripping my c**k.

She held me tight. I groaned, loving every second of burying into her. I f****d her hard and fast. I thrust to the hilt in her cunt, loving how she squeezed her cunt around me.

The harlot's husband kept muttering amen, amen from behind the door. It was insane to hear. My c**k thrust away with hard strokes.

I pounded her with all that I had. I buried into her again and again as I grunted and groaned with each plunge into her cunt

"Lord Almighty!". I growled.

"Deacon David!". She groaned.

"Receive your breakthrough!". I grunted out as I released into her.