Sacrilegious Seduction Part 2: A Forbidden Story of Dark Passion

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drift into the story. Mary wasn't sure if the heat she felt in her cheeks was due to embarrassment of touching herself in front of a priest, or from the growing desire that echoed through her body as she firmly held his cock, warm and swollen beneath his pants. She had expected him to pull away, to wretch himself backwards, persecuted by his own lust and guilt. Yet there was something so attractive, so sexy, about a man of the cloth. His cock trembled with his desires as he looked at her.

For a moment, Mary wondered if she should let his cock go. The gentle pleasure of holding his erection as it throbbed between her fingers made her pussy swell so much harder and her clip throb so much more regressively. With him in her hand, without thinking, Mary squeezed him a little tighter. Without thinking, Mary squeezed him a little tighter. The kiss of her own desire drifted down her thighs.

She would like to think she was in control, no doubt, like he did, but they both knew that wasn't true. Both were consumed by their carnal passions, both ignited by the desire spreading between them, Both were submissive to their dominant passion. There was a look of mild panic burning in his eyes, as if faced by the intensity of his own passion. He was consumed by as many demons as Mary was, the curse of his mortal lust occupying

every nerve, every thought. For the longest moment, they held each other's gaze as Mary's fingers stroked his erection mindlessly through the black woolen material of his pants, not aggressively, more a gentle caress to soothe and relax, and to be sure, his cock stayed stiff. As he opened his mouth to start to speak, Mary was expecting a stutter, a show of weakness or nerves, but in truth he showed nothing apart from a deep confirmation of the strength

within his body, within his soul. I have taken a vow of chastity, he said, as if trying to confirm his promise, more to himself than any one else. His gaze distant and attached, as if engaged in some inner conversation. Yet still he didn't pull away from the warmth of her touch. He heard something about she makes me want to forget it all and leave it behind. I call it my faith, my occupation, he whispered, a confused undertone

to his voice. Mary could only stare into his eyes silently as she traced the pad of her thumb over the swollen tip of his cock, feeling it throbbing. In delightful response. Without a word, he leaned in to kiss her, to taste her moist lips, promise so much. There was a moment, a pause as they took a breath, as if both of them were aware of the implications of what would happen now. Mary could only whimper as his tongue teased her mouth, their lips tasting each other hungrily.

As she continued to squeeze his cock gently, Mary's skin tingled, his fingers explored her body, his lips pressing passionately against her. Fueled by the undeniable passion, they were both suddenly consumed by their own desire. The rules, the promises, the vow all forgotten. Mary moaned loudly as his fingers ventured beneath her skirt, stroking the wet material of her panties. She pressed a pussy back against him, urging him to explore deeper to caress the inside of her pussy, to fill

her kneed with the length of his shaft. Her fingers fumbled with passionate urgency as she released his buckle to expose his beautiful cock once more to the air. His passionate desire resurrected. His body trembled as that forgotten iron burned through him again, pressing him backwards. He stumbled on the oltar steps before eventually leaning against a large plinth. As Mary grasped his cock desperately, she could feel nothing

but the hunger for his lust right now. Her fingers dragged along the material of his shirt, releasing the buttons one by one, and as she fondled his chest, her fingers pushing through their hair a grasped his skin. There was something so sexy, so arousing, about knowing that she was the first woman in years to touch his body in such an erotic way, to feel his arraction pressing

against her, to be consumed by his desire. Without saying a word, she slowly kissed down his body, her fingernel stinging along the tight expanse of skin, exciting his body, before slowly caressing every inch with her tongue. Flicking temptingly over his tight nipples. Mary smiled at the sensations of his cock throbbing in her hand. Her own pussy trembled

with a growing fire. Her core tightened and squeezed along his fingers as they pressed deeper inside her, gently massaging the walls of her pussy, tormenting her lustile Mary could only feel the need to be fulfilled, to have him occupy every inch of her body, to be owned and

taken without denial, without hesitation. As she lowered to her knees, her fingers gently caressed his bulls, stroking them between her finger and thumb, as her lips kissed down his length gently, her tongue caressing the tip of his cock, stroking it gently as he swelled inside her mouth, the movements of her tongue stretching him to the limit. Her eyes cast over the plane of his chest. Captured by the look in his eyes, Mary slid her fingers along his length.

Her clip throbbed and nate as she watched his eyes rolled back inside his head, And somehow the thought of his arousal, the submission to him, this surrender into his passion, this chemistry they shared, turned her on even more, not wanting to shatter the moment, to ruin the desire moving between them, Mary slicked her lips along every inch as she drank in the desire burning through his cock, as his fingers gripped the white material that draped over the altar.

Tormented by his pleasure, he released the buttons of his shirt and let his dog collar fall to the floor, abandoning his faith, at least for this moment. As Mary's mouth took him deep into her throat, his fingers tightened the grip on her hair. As his moans continued to grow, his body moving in beautiful response as his hips thrust into her throat, his chastity creating a dam of lust,

an explosion waiting to happen. As Mary's fingers circled his bulls delicately, her eyes traced over his stomach, Her tongue flicked and circled his cock. As a warm caress of pre comb caressed her throat. Mary's fingers traced over the cheeks of his ass, her fingertips teasing the tight rosette as she explored that most private area. Her fingers forced deep into his ring of muscle. His body thrust tightening as his cock pressed in desperate response to the invasion.

In his head, he is of denial, burning through his veins. As Mary's head bobbed up and down his cock, she wanted more, not just the taste of his sweet com erupting from his erection. Now, she wanted to feel him completely, as she felt the desire burning deep inside her body. Letting his cock drop from her lips, Mary rose and pressed her body against his, feeling the heat of his nakedness. Trembling with need, his body shook with a lust to

take her fully. Teasingly, Mary brushed her lips over his nipples, her tongue teasing them once again, as her fingers slid up and down his shaft, stroking his erection, pumping his desire. Suddenly, he turned her and bent her over the altar, the rage of his passion, not wishing to be ignored any longer, biting her neck as he pressed against the cheeks of her ass. His swollen, exposed cock caressed her pussy, stroking the wet folds as his hands grasped at her breast,

twisting them tightly before pulling her against him. His cock pressed into her sex, stretching her lips with his trembling girth. He lowered a solitary finger between her thighs and stroked her pussy as it dripped along his hand, sending shot ways of pleasure moving through a body as first one finger, then two, then three pressed deep inside, pummeling her sex as he whispered filth from his lips, taking her to

the edge of pleasure as he fingered her senseless. Suddenly, his fingers slid from her pussy and pressed between the cheeks of her ass. Wet with her slick, he pushed inside her tight rosette as his other hand guided his cock between her folds before thrusting deep and hard inside her pussy with an urgency, a desperate need for satisfaction, his own demonic desires coming to life as his cock pushed deeper, his fingers massaging deep inside her ass, pressing

along his shaft as it trembled inside her pussy. The sensation of being so filled with him occupied every sense in her body. She couldn't anticipate the avalanche of pleasure that shuddered through, taking her to the very edges. Her pussy clutched at his cock, her clit trembling as His other hand reached below and pinched her clit roughly as his cock his fingers pressed into her body, forcing her to succumb to the sensations that rippled around his girth.

Mary's fingers grasped at the material, fingernails clutching the edge of the altar as his body pounded into her. Thrust after vicious thrust filled her wet pussy as his curses of erotic pleasure resonated in the church. Already she could fill her pussy throbbing, aching for pleasure, this wanton desire that filled her senses. Looking up from the altar, Mary's eyes focused on the crucifix before whispering sweet prayers as

her body trembled and ate with the waves of pleasure. Suddenly, the length of the priest's cock trembled inside her pussy. It pulsed with a new energy. Swollen and hot, he erupted inside her, warm come filling every inch of her pussy. As he continued to thrust hot streams of his seamen, caressing her thighs. Mary cried out for mercy as her own body collapsed in the tsunami of pleasure. Wave after wave of orgasm pummeled her body, her senses gripped as

tears stringed on her face. The confusion of pleasure veiled her mind. Slowly, his thrust ceased as his come continued to flood down her thigh, the aftershocks of pleasure moving between them constant tremors that eventually slowed. As Mary poured herself forward and let his cock slip from her pussy. Still trembling, she turned and gently slid her fingers along

that shaft, grinning with satisfaction as he moaned his pleasure. Slowly, she slid her lips along his length, his sensitive girth, enjoying the sensation of him throbbing in her mouth, tasting his pleasure from the length of his cock. As his body still trembled, Her fingers toyed with his balls, massaging each one before invading his cheeks, her fingers pressing that rosette as her mouth continued to taste his pleasure, forcing his body to buck at the continued torture of desire.

The sound of his moans occupied her senses, her body trembling as his cock stiffened again, filling her throat as he pressed even deeper his torturous right of pleasure. As his body trembled, Mary could feel him stepping towards the edge again as she fingered his ass. His body tensed. Mary's grip tightened around his bulls as she felt him shift with pleasure, his cock overloaded by sensations as it trembled in her mouth, a warm second eruption caressing the

inside of her throat. Their moans of satisfaction echoed through the hallowed building, his promises of chastity all but forgotten. As his body erupted once again, filling her mouth with his cumb Mary could feel the tremble of his excitement vibrate through a body as his pleasure dripped down her chin. For the longest moment, they held each other quietly, neither one wanting to shatter the moment. Somewhere in the midst of their contentment, their hearts beating pulsing as one, a

gentle electrisity moving between them, somehow bringing them closer. My name is Thomas, the priest eventually said, as if some moral dictum forced him to speak. Running her fingers through his hair, Mary sank into his eyes. The warm gaze that moved between them as it braced her completely lost to sanity as she sank into those stormy blueses. Somehow, Mary suddenly felt completely at home. Kissing him gently, she whispered,

and Mary's mine, before kissing him deeply yet again. So I guess my vow of chastity is gone, Thomas said with a wide grin. Mary laughed gently in response, and maybe you should consider another job. Slowly, his fingers caressed the altar, his finger tip pressing the chalice as he sank into private thought before he whispered, I think you might be right. Maybe it's time for me to leave.

Looking around the remains of the clothes on the floor, he reached down and picked up Mary's discarded items, passing them to her with stretched hand. Trying to think of about what next. I might need somewhere to stay for a little while. You don't happen to know of anywhere, do you, he asked, his grin, returning again as he

dressed slowly. I might, she replied, as she finished dressing and knocked him in the eye, her legs still trembling as they moved toward the main door, the warm caress of his come kissing her thighs as they walked up the aisle. Somehow their fingers interlocked, gripping each other tightly, escaping into the world and leaving his dog collar behind. So I hope you enjoyed that little priest kink. Yes, So until next week when we can get wild in

bed all over again. This is devil in wild, and always with your pleasure in mind, wishing your delicious dreams.