Sinner's Den : A steamy stories collection

03- LEAD ME INTO TEMPTATION

~Fr. Peter~

“You’re such a good boy, aren’t you?” her red-soled heels trailed a line from my chest down to my waist. “Take that off.” She commanded, gesturing at the towel tied around my waist.

Obediently, I untied the towel and allowed it to pool around my feet. She was my master and I was just her slave.

And the worst part?

I loved being her slave. I wanted to perform every single act of pleasure that she wanted. I wanted her to smile at me and pat me on the head and call me her good boy.

“Solid,” she whispered, sitting up on the bed and grabbing my c**k. “Just the way I like it. I wonder how useful it can be to me for something that hasn’t been in use for the longest time.”

“I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy here.” I replied, my heart thumping erratically.

She giggled and shifted further back into the bed. “Is that so? Then…” her hot gaze dropped to my c**k, and then back to my face. “Why don’t you go down on your knees and worship my altar? Show me what else that mouth can do.”

Eager and without hesitation, I went down on my knees. Grabbing her by the waist, I pulled her closer to me. My breath hitched when I saw close-up how she looked. Like a wild flower, with pink adornments and petals. Nectar flowed from her opening, seducing me with its addictive scent.

“This must be the most beautiful creation that I’ve ever seen,” I whispered, then latched my mouth onto her center.

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My heart pounded erratically as my eyes flew open. I swallowed hard, clutching the holy book tightly to my chest.

It was just a dream.

A dream that had felt so real.

Turning over to my side, I felt something wet and sticky on my body and the bed. Shame engulfed me when I realized that I’d ejaculated while having those dreams. There was nothing more absurd than that.

Everyone knows that having s****l relations in the dream was a work of the devil, and must not be encouraged. What if a demon had permeated through my mind because of the sin that I held inside of me that I hadn’t confessed?

More than ever, I needed to rid myself of every sinful thought and be in a state of grace again.

Scrambling off my bed, I went on my knees to pray. But all it did was remind me of how she had made me go down on my knees to worship her p***y. It might not have been real but I still remembered how she tasted.

It made me thirsty. I wanted to go back and ravish her like my life depended on it. I wanted to drink from her until I’m helplessly drunk.

All I could see was her. All I could hear was her name.

“Sirene,” I groaned, pushing my face onto my pillow, “What in heaven’s name have you done to me? Why can I not stop thinking about you?”

I must have been on my knees for a couple of hours, trying to pray and confess my sins. But it was no use. I could still feel every touch. The way her warm lips on mine had almost turned me into a rabid dog.

My hands gripped the rosary tighter as I felt myself starting to get hard.

“I confess…and to you my brothers and sisters, that I have greatly sinned, in what I have done and what I’ve failed to do…Through my thoughts…”

‘You’re a good boy, aren’t you? Why don’t you go down on your knees and worship my altar…’

Those words kept on re-echoing in my head, pausing my prayers. I felt another tug on my c**k and shook my head.

This was just the devil trying to distract me. I can resist this temptation. It can’t be greater than the ones I’ve faced during my missionary journeys.

I tried again, my eyes shutting tightly as if to close down every sinful thought.

“And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from all evil…”

She was still there.

Maybe this was some kind of direction. What if she’s in trouble and needs my help? Maybe that’s why I cannot concentrate on my prayers.

I should call her.

I stood and reached for my phone. After going back and forth with myself for about five minutes, I dialed her number and waited, the card which she had slipped into my trousers shriveling from my squeeze.

No answer.

I rang her up again and waited with bated breath. This should at least help clear my head and thoughts. When she finally picked on the second ring, her voice was dull and breathy, most likely from being disturbed from sleep.

“Who’s this?” she asked in a breathy whisper.

“Hi, Sirene, this is Father Peter. I know you said I shouldn’t call you, but I had this dream and I—”

A groan from the other end of the phone interrupted me. That didn’t sound like her. It was deep, and very masculine.

“I specifically told you not to call, Father. Why did you disobey my order?”

“Uh, well, I just wanted to check on you.” I said, scratching the back of my ear, my hand resting on the wall.

I heard her gasp, and the groan came again. I frowned, not understanding what was going on. “Are you alright? You sound like you’re out of breath.”

I started to hear slap sounds and got genuinely worried that she might be in trouble. It wasn’t until she started moaning and throwing curse words around that I realized what was going on.

She was having s*x. With another man.

I wasn’t sure if it was jealousy or hurt that closed up my lungs. Breathing became suddenly hard.

“Ah, yes, go in deeper. I want you deeper.” Her voice whispered through the phone.

My jaws dropped.

Deeper?

That feeling came again. My fingers clenched into fists.

That should have been me doing that to her. I should have been the one who would be going deeper into her, not some other random guy.

“Mhhmm…That feels so good.”

I blinked, as if rescued from a spell. What in earth’s name am I thinking? This wasn’t the reason for calling her. I needed to end this call and rid my thoughts clean.

“I’ll call back since you’re busy.”

“No.” she breathed through the phone, her voice doing wicked things to my organ. “You’ll stay on the line. You’ll listen as some other guy f***s me. That will be your punishment for disobeying me. Do you understand?”

She had some kind of hold on me. Maybe a demonic one. Because there was no good reason as to why I nodded and left the call, listening to another man having s*x with her, right until she climaxed and hung up by herself.