Today, Beth found herself walking to that old church her mother used to take her to many years ago. After such a lustful previous day, Beth was beginning to feel the effects of social and religious guilt. She did not attend church as often as god might like - and certainly not as often as her mother had when she was living.
The old church was situated in a rather seedy neighbourhood, close to where they had lived when she was a child. Its once white walls were now greyed with age and pollution; as was the neighbourhood.
Beth pulled open the large double doors and entered the church. She sat for some time on the cold hard benches and prayed to her mother for forgiveness over her lustful ways. “Please mother, do not let me be a nymphomaniac. I could not stand the displeasure it would give you… even though I feel so much pleasure in the act.”
As Beth stood to leave, she saw the priest enter a small brown wooden box that was the confessional. He was quite a tall man, and she guessed he could be rather strong under all those black robes. Beth followed.
“Forgive me father for I have sinned. It has been many years since my last confession.”
“Tell me child. What is it that you wish God to know, for he is always forgiving,” said the priest from behind the black curtain that separated them.
Beth sighed and began to explain in as subtle way as she could.
“I have felt a heat in my body like that of an animal, and I’ve been acting on it many times.”
The priest seemed to murmured for her to continue.
“I have felt such lust, such passion, like an all engrossing flame that boils inside me wanting all, taking more than I can control.”
The black curtain began to shuffle a little. “Please, explain a circumstance for me in as much detail as possible.”
“Yesterday, I was on my way to a seedy encounter when I was pulled over by a policeman. I seduced him. I took him in my mouth. I let him touch my naked body. I allowed him to rub his groin between my breasts. I wanted it. I craved it. I crave it now…” Beth’s fingers slipped into her pants and rubbed her wet pussy. “Please father, you cannot comprehend the need. Right now I burn to slide behind this curtain and wrap my mouth around your manhood. I wish to fuck the living daylights out of you. I want to feel you deep inside me, screaming, panting, pleasuring each other…”
Beth was so engrossed that she did not notice the curtain shift and the priest watch her as she pulled her pants to the floor. She did not see his large cock stiffened beneath his robes.
“My dear, God knows forgiveness like no other. But you do not need it. He made you to feel these feelings. He made you please yourself and to please others with your passion and your sexuality. If you wish to use my body then do. It is your calling.”
The priest brushed back Beth’s blonde hair from her face so she could see his sincerity. Beth looked up at him, tears in eyes.
