CURIOUS TO UNRAVEL THE DEVELOPMENT OF AN ADVENTURE IN WHICH I WAS TRULY INTERESTED, AT THE SAME TIME AS, BY THE FORTUNE OF THE KIND AND AMIABLE Cielo Riveros, I FELT OBLIGED TO REMAIN ALONGSIDE HER, AND THEREFORE HAD GOOD CARE NOT TO DISTURB HER WITH MY ATTENTIONS, LEST I WAKE UP HER RESISTANCE AND UNLEASH AN ATTACK AT THE WRONG TIME, IN A MOMENT WHEN I NEEDED TO BE IN THE PROPER OPERATING FIELD OF THE YOUNG WOMAN. I WON'T TRY TO DESCRIBE THE BAD TIME MY YOUNG PROTEGEE PASSED DURING THE INTERVAL THAT ELAPSED FROM THE MOMENT THE UNPLEASANT DISCOVERY WAS MADE BY HER FATHER CONFESSOR AND THE HOUR DESIGNATED BY HIM TO VISIT HER IN THE SACRISTY, WITH THE INTENTION OF DECIDING ON THE DESTINY OF THE MISFORTUNATE Cielo Riveros. WITH UNCERTAIN STEP AND FIXED GAZE ON THE FLOOR, THE ASHAMED YOUNG WOMAN PRESENTED HERSELF BEFORE THE DOOR OF THAT PLACE AND CALLED OUT. THE DOOR OPENED AND THE FATHER APPEARED IN THE THRESHOLD. AT A SIGN FROM THE PRIEST, Cielo Riveros ENTERED, REMAINING ON HER FEET BEFORE THE IMPOSING FIGURE OF THE SAINTLY MAN. FOLLOWED AN EMBARRASSING SILENCE THAT LASTED FOR SEVERAL SECONDS. FATHER AMBROSIO FINALLY BROKE THE SILENCE TO SAY: —YOU HAVE DONE WELL IN ARRIVING SO PUNCTUALLY, MY DAUGHTER. THE STRICT OBEDIENCE OF THE PENITENT IS THE FIRST SPIRITUAL SIGN THAT LEADS TO DIVINE FORGIVENESS. WHEN Cielo Riveros HEARD THOSE KIND WORDS, SHE REGAINED HER COMPOSURE AND SEEMED TO UNLOAD A WEIGHT THAT WAS OPPRESSING HER HEART. FATHER AMBROSIO CONTINUED TALKING AS HE SAT DOWN ON A LONG PILLOW COVERING A LARGE OAK CHEST. —I HAVE THOUGHT MUCH ABOUT YOU, AND ALSO PRAYED FOR YOUR SAKE, MY DAUGHTER. FOR SOME TIME I DID NOT FIND A WAY TO FREE MY CONSCIENCE FROM GUILT, EXCEPT BY COMING TO YOUR NATURAL PROTECTOR TO REVEAL TO HIM THE FRIGHTFUL SECRET THAT I HAD UNINTENTIONALLY ACQUIRED. HE MADE A PAUSE, AND Cielo Riveros, WHO KNEW VERY WELL THE SEVERE CHARACTER OF HER UNTLE, FROM WHOM SHE ALSO DEPENDED COMPLETELY, SHOOK WITH FEAR AT HEARING THOSE WORDS. TAKING HOLD OF hand and drew her in a way that made her have to kneel before him, while his right hand pressed her well-turned shoulder, the father continued:—But it pained me to think of the terrifying results that would have followed such revelation, and I asked the Blessed Virgin to assist me in this tribulation. She pointed out a path that, at the same time as it serves the sacred church's purposes, avoids the consequences that would follow if the spell were to come to your uncle's knowledge. However, the first necessary condition for us to follow this path is absolute obedience. Cielo Riveros, relieved of her anguish upon hearing there was a path to salvation, promised in act to obey blindly the orders of her spiritual father. The young girl was kneeling at his feet. Father Ambrosio bent his great head over her prostrate figure. A tint of color reddened her cheeks, and a strange fire illuminated her eyes. Her hands trembled slightly when they rested on the shoulders of her penitent, but she lost no composure. Indubitably her spirit was troubled by the conflict born of the necessity to follow ahead with the strict fulfillment of her duty, and the tortuous steps she tried to avoid her cruel exposure. The holy father then began a long sermon about the virtue of obedience, and absolute submission to the rules dictated by the minister of the holy church. Cielo Riveros reiterated the assurance that she would be very patient, and would obey everything ordered. Meanwhile it was evident to me that the priest was a victim of a controlled but rebellious spirit, which sometimes appeared in his person and took possession of her entirely, reflected in his sparkling eyes and passionate and ardent lips. Father Ambrosio drew closer and closer to his beautiful penitent, until her lovely arms rested on her knees and her face inclined towards down with pious resignation, almost lost between her hands. —And now, my daughter —the holy man continued to say— it is time for me to reveal the means that the blessed Virgin has signified to me as the only ones that authorize me to absolve you of the offense. There are spirits entrusted with alleviating those passions and demands that most servants of the church have forbidden from confessing openly, but which undoubtedly need to be satisfied. These few chosen ones can be found among those who have already followed the path of carnal relief. They are entrusted with the solemn and sacred duty of extinguishing the earthly desires of our religious community within the strictest secrecy. With a trembling voice due to emotion, and as his ample hands descended from the girl's shoulders to her waist, the priest whispered: —For you, who have already tasted the supreme pleasure of copulation, it is indicated to resort to this sacred office. In this way, not only will your sin be forgiven and pardoned, but you will also be allowed to enjoy those delicious extasis, those insuperable sensations of ardent devotion that you will find in the arms of her faithful servants at all times. You will swim in a sea of sensual pleasures without incurring the penalties resulting from illicit loves. Absolution will follow each abandonment of your sweet body to reward the church through its ministers, and you will be rewarded and sustained in your pious labor by contemplating —or rather, Cielo Riveros, by participating in— the intense and fervent emotions that the delicious enjoyment of your beautiful person has to provoke. Cielo Riveros heard the insidious proposal with mixed feelings of surprise and pleasure. The powerful and lustful impulses of her ardent nature awakened at once upon being offered to her fertile imagination. How could she doubt? The pious priest brought his complacent body closer to hers, and pressed a long and warm kiss on her rosy lips.—Mother Santa —murmured Cielo Riveros, feeling her sexual instincts getting more and more excited—. It's too much for me to bear! I wish... I ask... I don't know what to say! —Innocent and sweet creature. It is my mission to instruct you. In my person you will find the best and most apt teacher for the realization of the exercises that from now on you will have to carry out.
Father Ambrosio changed position. At that moment Cielo Riveros noticed his ardent gaze of sensuality, and almost caused her fear discovering it. It was also in that instant when she realized the enormous protuberance that stood out in front of Father Ambrosio's cassock.
The excited priest no longer took the trouble to hide his state and intentions. Taking the beautiful girl between his arms, he kissed her long and passionately. He pressed her soft body against his voluminous person, and attracted her strongly to enter into more intimate contact with her slender figure.
Finally, consumed by lust, he lost control, leaving Cielo Riveros partially free, opened the front of his cassock, and exposed to the astonished eyes of his young penitent, without the slightest blush, a gigantic member with enormous proportions, erection, and rigidity left her completely confused. It's impossible to describe the sensations awakened in Cielo Riveros by the sudden discovery of that formidable instrument. Her gaze fixed instantly on it, while Father Ambrosio, noticing her amazement, but discovering no mixture of alarm or fear in her, calmly took hold of it between his hands.
The contact with such a tremendous thing seized Cielo Riveros in a terrible state of excitement. As if until then she had only seen the member of moderate proportions of Carlos, this notable phenomenon quickly awakened in her the greatest lascivious sensations, and grasping the immense object as well as she could with her small hands. She approached him overwhelmed by a truly ecstatic sensual delight. —Holy God! This is almost heaven! —murmured Cielo Riveros—. Oh, father, who would have thought I'd be chosen for such a blessing! This was too much for Father Ambrosio. He was enchanted with the lust of his beautiful penitent and the success of his infamous trick. (In fact, he had planned everything, since he facilitated the young people's interview and the opportunity for them to surrender to their passionate games, hidden from everyone except him, who crouched near the meeting place to contemplate their intense loving eyes). Raising himself quickly, he lifted the lightweight body of young Cielo Riveros, placed her on the cushion where he had sat moments before, raised his plump legs and separated his complacent thighs, contemplated for an instant the delicious rosy slit that appeared beneath the white belly. Then, without saying a word, he advanced his face towards hers, introducing his impudent tongue as far as possible into the humid sheath and began to suckle so deliciously that Cielo Riveros, in great passionate ecstasy, and shaken by spasmodic contractions of pleasure, ejaculated abundantly, an emission that the holy father swallowed like a flan. There followed some moments of calm. Cielo Riveros lay on his back with her arms extended to both sides and her head thrown back, in a delicious state of exhaustion after the violent emotions provoked by the reverend father's lustful behavior. Her chest still heaved under the violence of her transports, and her beautiful eyes remained half-closed in languid repose. Father Ambrosio was one of those rare men capable of controlling his passionate instincts in circumstances like these. Continuous habits of patience in waiting to achieve proposed objects, the use of tenacity in all his acts, and conventional caution characteristic of The order to which it belonged had not been completely erased despite its fiery temperament, and although naturally incompatible with the priestly vocation, and desires so violent that they fell outside the common, he had learned to control his passions until mortification. It is time to lift the veil that covers the true character of this man. I do it respectfully, but the truth must be told. Father Ambrosio was the living embodiment of lust. At that moment, he was fully devoted to satisfying it, and his strong animal instincts, his fiery and vigorous constitution, as well as his untamed nature, identified him with the physical and mental image of the satyr of antiquity. But Cielo Riveros only knew him as the holy father who not only had forgiven his grave sin but also opened the path for him to direct himself, without sin, to enjoy the pleasures that he had fixed so firmly in his juvenile imagination. The bold priest, extremely pleased with the success of a stratagem that had put in his hands lustful victims and also by the extraordinary sensuality of the young woman's nature, and the evident delight with which she gave herself up to satisfying her desires, was preparing at that moment to reap the fruits of his deception, and enjoyed the indecible idea that he would be able to possess all the delicate charms that Cielo Riveros could offer him to mitigate his terrifying lust. Finally, it was hers, and as he withdrew from her trembling body, still retaining on his lips the evidence of participation in the pleasure she had experienced, his member, still swollen and rigid, presented a gleaming head due to the pressure of blood and muscle hardening. As soon as young Cielo Riveros had recovered from the attack that we have just described, inflicted by her confessor on the most sensitive parts of her person, and raised her head from the position Leaning on what was resting, her eyes stumbled upon the large trunk that her father was maintaining impudently exposed. Heaven Riveros saw the long and thick white mast, and the black ruffled hair emerging from it, oscillating rigidly upwards, and the egg-shaped head protruding at the end, red and naked, which seemed to invite contact with her hand. She contemplated that thick and rigid mass of muscle and flesh, and unable to resist the temptation, she took it again between her hands. She squeezed it, crushed it, and slid the folds of skin covering it back to observe the large nut that crowned it. Marveling, she gazed at the small hole appearing at its end, and taking it with both hands, she held it palpitating next to her face. —Oh, father! What a wonderful thing! —she exclaimed—. How big! Please, Father Ambrosio, tell me how I should proceed to alleviate our holy religious ministers from those feelings that according to you trouble them so much and even cause them pain! The Father Ambrosio was too excited to answer, but taking her hand with his own he taught the innocent girl how she had to move her fingers back and forth on her enormous object. Her pleasure was intense, and Cielo Riveros' did not seem any less. She continued rubbing the member between the soft palms of her hands, while gazing innocently at his face. Then she asked him quietly if it provided great pleasure, and if he wanted to keep acting that way. Meanwhile, the large penis of Father Ambrosio was growing and increasing even more due to the exciting tickling effect it was subjected to by the young girl. —Wait a moment. If you keep rubbing it like this I'll come soon— he said quietly—. It would be better to delay it a bit longer. —Will you, daddy? —asked Cielo Riveros eagerly—. What do you mean by that? —Ah, my sweet girl, as lovely for your beauty as for your innocence! How divinely you lead me to... Cabo your exalted mission! exclaimed Ambrosio, delighted to take advantage of the evident inexperience of his young penitent, and thus debase him. Coming means completing the act by which one enjoys the pleasure in its entirety and supposes the escape of a great amount of white and thick fluid from the inside of the scrotum that you hold between your hands, and which when expelled provides equal pleasure to the one who receives it, regardless of how. Cielo Riveros remembered Carlos and his ecstasy, and soon understood what the father was referring to. And would this discharge bring relief, father? Clearly so, my daughter, and for that I desire to offer you the opportunity to provide me with that relief as a blessed sacrifice from one of the most humble servants of the church. What delight! murmured Cielo Riveros. By my own will shall flow that yummy current, and it is only to me that the holy man reserves the final pleasing. How much happiness it gives me to be able to cause such pleasure! After expressing these thoughts passionately, she inclined her head. The object of her adoration exhaled a perfume difficult to define. She deposited her moist lips on its upper extremity, covered with her adorable mouth the small orifice, and then kissed ardently the shining member. What is that fluid called? asked Cielo Riveros, raising her face once more. It has several names, replied the holy man. Depending on the social class to which the person belongs who mentions it. But among us, my daughter, we will call it cum. Cum? repeated Cielo Riveros innocently, letting the erotic word escape between her sweet lips with a naturalness that resulted in those circumstances. Yes, my daughter, that is the word cum. At least I would like you to call it that. And soon I will flood you with this precious essence. How should I receive it? asked Cielo Riveros, thinking of Carlos and the tremendous difference relative to her instrument and the gigantic penis that was standing before him. —There are several ways to do it, all of which you must learn. But now we are not well prepared for the main act of the venereal rite, the permitted copulation about which we have already spoken. Consequently, we must substitute it with a simpler means, so instead of discharging this essence called cum into the interior of your body, taking into account that the extreme narrowness of your orifice would cause it to flow with extreme abundance, we will start with friction through your obedient fingers until the moment when the spasms accompanying emission arrive. When the time comes, at my signal you will take between your lips as much of the head of this object as can fit in them until, after the last drop has been expelled, I retire satisfied, at least temporarily. Cielo Riveros, whose lustful instinct had allowed her to enjoy the description made by the confessor, and who was just as eager as he himself to carry out the daring program, quickly manifested her willingness to comply. Ambrosio placed his enormous penis in Cielo Riveros' hands once more. Excited both by the sight and the contact of such a notable object, which she held with both hands with true delight, the young woman began to caress. Frotar and exprimir the huge and stiff member in a way that provided the licentious one with the greatest pleasure. Not content with friccioning it with her delicate fingers, Cielo Riveros, letting out words of devotion and satisfaction, brought the foamy head to her rosy lips and introduced it as far as possible, hoping to provoke with her touches and the soft caresses of her tongue the delicious ejaculation that was about to occur. This was more than what the holy man had expected, since he never supposed he would find a disciple so well disposed for the irregular attack he had proposed. Fully awakened Sensations from the delicious tickling that was the object, prepared to flood the girl's mouth and throat with the flow of his powerful discharge. Ambrosio began to feel that he wouldn't delay in coming, which would end his pleasure. He was one of those exceptional beings whose abundant seminal ejaculation is much greater than that of normal individuals. Not only was he endowed with the singular gift of being able to repeat the venereal act with short intervals, but also the quantity with which he ended up was as tremendous and unusual as it was. The superabundance seemed to be related to the proportion in which his animal passions had been awakened, and when his libidinous desires had been prolonged and intense, his seminal emissions were equally so. It was under these circumstances that the sweet Cielo Riveros had undertaken the task of letting go the torrential contents of lust from that man. She was going to be his sweet mouth the receptacle of the thick and viscous torrents that she had not yet experienced, and ignorant as she was of the results of the relief that she so anxiously desired to administer, the beautiful maiden longed for the consummation of her labor, and the ejaculation of semen that she had been told about by the good father. The exuberant member swelled and became more inflamed with each passing moment, as Cielo Riveros's exciting lips compressed his broad head and her tongue played around the small orifice. Her white hands deprived him of his ductile skin, alternately tickling its lower extremity. Ambrosio twice withdrew his head from his member from the girl's rosy lips, unable to resist the desire to come at the delicious contact with them. Finally, Cielo Riveros, impatient for the delay, and having apparently reached a maximum of perfection in her technique, pressed with greater energy than before the stiff rod. Instantly, there was a numbness in the extremities of the good father. His legs opened widely to both sides of his penitent. Susmanos clung convulsively to the cushion. His body projected forward and straightened up. —God almighty! I'm going to come! —he exclaimed at the same time as he launched a last look at his innocent victim with his lips slightly parted and his glassy eyes. Then he shuddered deeply, and between gasps and interrupted hysterical screams his penis, due to the provocation of the young girl, began to expel torrents of thick and viscous fluid. Cielo Riveros, understanding by the jets that one after another flooded her mouth and slid down her throat, as well as by her companion's cries, continued to suck and squeeze until, filled with the viscous discharges, and half-choked by their abundance, she was forced to release that human syringe that continued to ejaculate in torrents on her face. -Mother of God! —Cielo Riveros exclaimed, whose lips and face were flooded with the cum from the father—. What pleasure I have provoked! And you, my dear father, haven't you been provided with the precious relief you needed? The Father Ambrosio, too agitated to answer, drew the gentle girl towards his arms and compressing her gushing lips covered them with moist kisses of gratitude and pleasure. A quarter of an hour passed in quiet rest, which no external sign of disturbance came to interrupt. The door was locked under lock, and the father had chosen well the moment. Meanwhile Cielo Riveros, terribly excited by the scene I have just described, had conceived the extravagant desire that Ambrosio's rigid member would perform on herself the operation that she had suffered with Carlos' moderately proportioned weapon. Passing her arms around the robust neck of her confessor, she whispered tender words of invitation to him, observing as she did so the effect they caused in the instrument that acquired rigidity between her legs. —You told me that the narrowness of this gap—and Heaven Riveros placed the broad hand of him on it, pressing it softly—would make you release a abundant amount of cum that you possess. Why can't I, my dear father, feel it dripping inside my body through the tip of this red thing? It was evident how much the beauty of young CieloRiveros, as well as the innocence and ingenuity of her character, inflamed the natural sensualness of the priest. Knowing himself triumphant, having her absolutely impotent between his hands, the delicacy and refinement of the girl, all conspiring to awaken his licentious instincts and unbridled desires. It was hers, hers to enjoy at will, hers to satisfy any whim of her terrible lust, and she was ready to surrender herself to the most unbridled sensuality. —By God, this is too much!—exclaimed Ambrosio, whose lust, once again ignited, violently assailed him before such a request—. Sweet little girl, you don't know what you're asking for. The proportion is terrible, and you'll suffer too much trying it. —I'll endure everything—replied Cielo Riveros— as long as I can feel this terrible thing inside me, and enjoy the cum shoots. —Holy Mother of God! It's too much for you, Cielo Riveros. You have no idea of the measures of this machine, once inflated, adorable creature, would swim in a warm ocean of cum. —Oh, dear father! What celestial joy!—Undress yourself, Cielo Riveros. Remove everything that could hinder our movements, which I promise will be extremely violent. Fulfilling the order, Cielo Riveros quickly undressed herself, seeking to please her confessor with the full display of her charms, in order to make his member grow in proportion to what she showed of her nakedness, and left nothing but as she came into the world. Father Ambrosio was stunned by the contemplation of the enchantments that were offered to his view. The width of her breasts, The softness of her breasts, the snowy whiteness of her skin, smooth like satin, the roundness of her buttocks and the rotundity of her thighs, the white and flat belly with her adorable mound, and above all, the enchanting cleft that stood out beneath it, timidly peeking between her rounded thighs, made him rush at the young woman with a roar of lust. Ambrosio grabbed his victim between his arms. He pressed her soft and dazzling body against his own. He covered her in lustful kisses, and giving free rein to his licentious tongue, he promised the young girl all the joys of paradise through the introduction of his great apparatus into the interior of her vulva. Cielo Riveros welcomed these words with a shriek of ecstasy, and when her excited rapist laid her on his back, she already felt the broad and tumescent head of the giant penis pressing against the warm and moist lips of her almost virginal orifice. The holy man, finding pleasure in the contact of his penis with the warm lips of Cielo Riveros' vulva, began to push it inside with all his might, until the great kernel of the tip filled with secreted moisture from the sensitive sheath. Passion was inflaming Cielo Riveros. The efforts of Father Ambrosio to lodge the head of his member between the moist lips of her slit instead of discouraging her only spurred her on to madness, and finally, uttering a weak cry, he leaned forward and expelled the viscous tribute of his lascivious temperament. This was exactly what the shameless priest had been waiting for. When the sweet and hot emission flooded his enormously developed penis, he pushed resolutely, and with just one stroke introduced half of his voluminous appendage into the interior of the lovely girl. As soon as Cielo Riveros felt herself impaled by the entrance of the terrible member in the interior of her tender body, she lost the little control she had left, and forgetting the pain she was suffering, she wrapped her arms around his back and Encouraged his enormous invader not to spare her any consideration. —My tender and sweet little girl —whispered the lustful priest—. My arms enfold you, my weapon is half-inserted in your belly. Soon you will experience the joys of paradise. —I know; I feel it. Don't hold back; give me the delicious object until you can. —Take it then. Push, squeeze, but I'm too well-endowed to penetrate you easily. Perhaps you'll have a hard time, but now it's too late. I must possess you... or die. The parts of Cielo Riveros relaxed a little, and Ambrosio could penetrate her a few more centimeters. His pulsating member, wet and naked, had traveled most of the way towards the interior of the young girl. Her pleasure was intense, and the head of his instrument was deliciously compressed by Cielo Riveros' vagina. —Come on, daddy. I'm waiting for the cum you promised me. The confessor didn't need this encouragement to induce him to put all his tremendous copulatory powers into action. He pushed frenetically forward, and with each new effort, he plunged his warm penis deeper, until finally, with a powerful blow, he buried it up to his testicles in Cielo Riveros' vulva. This furious introduction by the brutal priest was more than what his fragile victim, animated by her own desires, could bear. With a faint cry of physical anguish, Cielo Riveros announced that her rapist had overcome all the resistance her youth had opposed to the entry of his member, and the torture of forced introduction of that massive mass destroyed the sensation of pleasure with which she had initially borne the attack. Ambrosio let out a cry of joy at beholding the beautiful prey his serpent had bitten. He was enjoying the victim he had impaled on his enormous battering ram. He felt the maddening contact with inexplicable pleasure. He saw the girl shudder with the anguish of her violation. His natural impulsiveness had awakened... whole. Whatever happened, I would enjoy it to the maximum. So he tightened his arms around the body of the beautiful girl and treated her with all the extension of his immense member. —Beautiful mine, you're really inciting. You also have to enjoy. I'll give you what I was talking about. But before I have to awaken my nature with this luxurious tickling. Kiss me, Cielo Riveros, and then you'll have it. And when my hot cum leaves me to enter your juvenile entrails, you'll experience the exquisite delights that I'm feeling. Squeeze. Cielo Riveros! Let me also push, little girl of mine! Now get in again, Oh...! Oh...! Ambrosio stood up for a moment and could see the immense bulge due to which the lovely slit of Cielo Riveros was extraordinarily distended at those moments. Firmly embedded in that luxurious sheath, and savoring deeply the sum tightness of the warm folds of flesh into which he was fitted, he pushed without worrying about the pain his member caused, and only anxious to procure the maximum possible delight. He was not a man who would stop in such cases due to false concepts of piety, at those moments he pushed as far as possible while feverishly raining kisses on the open and trembling lips of poor Cielo Riveros. For space of about minutes there was nothing heard but the gasps and shudders with which the lascivious priest gave himself up to satisfaction, and the glu-glu of his immense penis when it alternately entered and left the sex of penitent Cielo Riveros. It cannot be supposed that a man like Ambrosio would ignore the tremendous power of pleasure that his member could arouse in a person of the opposite sex, nor that its size and capacity for discharge were capable of provoking the most exciting emotions in the young girl over whom he was acting. But nature also asserted its rights in the person of young Cielo Riveros. The pain of dilation was soon attenuated by the intense sensation of pleasure caused by the vigorous weapon of the holy man, and it did not take long for the cries and lamentations of the beautiful girl to mingle with half-strangled sounds in the deepest part of her being, which expressed her delight. —Oh, my father! Oh, dear Father! Push, push: I can bear it. I desire it. I am in heaven. The blessed instrument has such a fiery head! Oh, my heart! Oh... oh! Blessed Mother, what do I feel? Ambrosio saw the effect he was causing. Supreme pleasure arrived at all speed. He thrust himself furiously back and forth, honoring Cielo Riveros with each new charge, using his entire member to the hilt, which sank into her pubic hair until it reached the roots of her buttocks. Finally, Cielo Riveros could no longer resist, and she rewarded the eager violator with a warm emission that flooded all of his rigid member. It is impossible to describe the frenzy of lust that seized the young and enchanting Cielo Riveros at that moment. She clung desperately to the priest's body, which honored her voluptuous angelic body with all the force and power of his virile thrusts, and lodged him in her tight and slippery sheath until it reached her buttocks. But even in her ecstasy, Cielo Riveros never lost sight of the perfection of pleasure. The holy man had to expel his semen inside her, just as Carlos had done, and the very idea of it added fuel to the fire of her lust. When, consequently, Father Ambrosio passed his arms around her slender waist and plunged his penis into Cielo Riveros' vulva until he reached her pubic hair, announcing between sighs that the climax was finally arriving, the excited girl spread her legs as wide as she could, and in the midst of cries of pleasure received the jets of his emission in her vital organs. He remained there for a full ten minutes, during which time the discharges continued to follow one another, each one received with By Heaven Riveros with profound manifestations of displeasure, translated into cries and contortions. Chapter III I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT ON ANY OTHER OCCASION I HAVE HAD TO BLOSH WITH GREATER CAUSE THAN IN THIS OPPORTUNITY. And it is that even a flea would have to feel ashamed before the loathsome sight of what I have just recorded. A girl so young, with an appearance so innocent, and yet, with inclinations and desires so lustful. A person of freshness and infinite beauty; a mind of blazing sensuality converted by the accidental course of events into an active volcano of luxury. Very well I could have exclaimed with the ancient poet: Oh, Moses! or like the most practical descendant of the patriarch: By the beards of the prophet! It is not necessary to speak of the change that occurred in Cielo Riveros after the experiences recounted. They were entirely evident in his bearing and conduct. What happened to her juvenile lover, as I have been concerned to find out, but I incline to believe that Father Ambrosio did not remain indifferent to those irregular tastes that have been attributed to him so widely, and also the boy was induced little by little, like his young friend, to give satisfaction to the insane desires of the priest. But let us return to my direct observations concerning the lovely Cielo Riveros. Although a flea cannot blush, it can observe, and I imposed on myself the obligation to entrust to the pen and ink the description of all the amorous passages that I considered might have interest for seekers of truth. We can write — at least this flea can, since otherwise these pages would not be under the reader's eyes — yes, that is enough. Several days passed before Cielo Riveros found the opportunity to visit her clerical admirer again, but she finally presented herself and, as one might expect, she took advantage of it immediately. tell Ambrosio that he is going to visit him, and consequently the astute individual could prepare some lascivious things in advance to receive his lovely guest as before. As soon as Cielo Riveros found herself alone with her seducer she threw herself into his arms, pressing her great humanity against her fragile body and lavishing on her the most tender caresses. Ambrosio did not need to be asked to return all the warmth of his embrace, and so it happened that the couple immediately became lost in a exchange of warm kisses, reclining face to face over the cushioned chest where they had previously lain. But Cielo Riveros was not going to settle for just kisses; she wanted something more solid, knowing from experience that her father could provide it. Ambrosio was no less excited. His blood rushed rapidly, his black eyes blazed with the effect of an uncontrollable lust, and the protuberance visible in his habit clearly denoted the state of his senses. Cielo Riveros noticed the situation: neither her anxious glances nor her father's obvious erection could escape her notice. But she thought more about arousing her desire than about quenching it. However, soon Ambrosio demonstrated that he did not require greater incentives, and deliberately displayed his weapon, barbarously dilated in such a way that its mere sight awakened frenzied desires in Cielo Riveros. In any other occasion Ambrosio would have been much more prudent in giving himself over to pleasure, but on this occasion his inflamed senses had surpassed their capacity to control the desire to indulge as soon as possible in the young delights being offered to him. He was already on top of her body. His great humanity covered hers completely. His erect member thrust into Cielo Riveros' belly, whose clothes were gathered up to her waist. With a trembling hand Ambrosio reached the center of the hollow object of his desire; anxiously guiding the hot and crimson tip towards the Open and wet lips. He pushed, struggled to enter.., and succeeded. The immense machine entered with a slow but firm pace. The head and part of the member were already inside. Unascuantas firm and decided embestidas completed the conjunction, and Cielo Riveros received the immense and excited member of Ambrosio in its entire length.
The rapist lay panting on her, completely possessing his most intimate charms. Cielo Riveros, within whose belly that vigorous mass had accommodated itself, felt the maximum effects of the intruder, warm and palpitating. Meanwhile, Ambrosio had begun to move towards back and forth. Cielo Riveros entwined her white arms around his neck, and wrapped her lovely legs clad in silk over his back, seized by the greatest luxury. —What a delight! —murmured Cielo Riveros, kissing his thick lips alluringly—. Push more.., push even more. Oh, how you force me to open up, and how long it is! How warm... how... oh... oh! And she released a jet of her storehouse in response to the man's embestidas, at the same time that her head fell back and her mouth opened in the spasm of coitus. The priest restrained himself and made a brief pause. The beats of his enormous member announced sufficiently the state in which it was, and he wanted to prolong his pleasure to the maximum. Cielo Riveros compressed the terrible dart introduced into the most intimate part of her person, and felt it growing and hardening even more, while her enflamed head pressed against her youthful matrix. Almost immediately afterwards, her heavy lover, unable to control himself for so long, succumbed to the intensity of the sensations, and let out a torrent of his viscous liquid. Memories Of A Flea Page 30 of 113 —Oh, it's coming! —cried the excited girl—. I feel it gushing. Oh, give me ....... more! Pour it into my interior.., push more, don't pity me. . .! Oh, another jet! Push! -Rip me apart if you want, but give me all your cum! Before... The amount of semen the father Ambrosio was capable of releasing, but on this occasion he exceeded himself. He had been storing it up for a week, and Cielo Riveros was receiving an incredible current at that moment, which seemed more like a shot from a syringe than the ejaculation of a man's genital organs. Finally, Ambrosio dismounted his horse, and when Cielo Riveros stood up again, she felt a slippery liquid flowing down her rounded thighs. Scarcely had the father Ambrosio separated himself when the door leading to the church opened, and two other priests appeared in the portal. The embarrassment was impossible. 'Ambrosio!' exclaimed the older of the two men, who would be around thirty to forty years old. 'This is against the rules and privileges of our order, which decree that all kinds of games must be practiced in common.' Then he took it,' grumbled the man being addressed. 'It's not too late yet. I was about to tell you what I had achieved when... when the delicious temptation of this rose was too strong for you, my friend.' The other interrupted him, taking Cielo Riveros at the same time and introducing his enormous hand under her clothes to caress her soft thighs. 'I've seen everything through the keyhole,' he whispered in her ear. 'You have nothing to fear; we only want to do the same with you.' Cielo Riveros remembered the conditions under which she had been offered consolation in the church, and supposed that this was part of her new duties. Therefore, she remained in the arms of the newcomer without resisting. Meanwhile, her companion had passed his strong arm around Cielo Riveros' waist and covered her cheeks with kisses. Ambrosio watched it all, stunned and confused. This is how the young girl found herself between two fires, with no need to say anything about the overflowing... passion of its original owner. In vain did she look at one and then at another in search of breath or some means of escaping the predicament in which she found herself. Despite being completely resigned to the role into which the astute Father Ambrosio had reduced her, she felt invaded by a powerful feeling of weakness and fear towards the new assailants. Cielo Riveros saw nothing in the gaze of the new intruders but rabid desire, while Ambrosio's impasibility made her lose any hope that he would offer any minor resistance. Between the two men, she was trapped, and as one spoke first, sliding his hand to her pink vulva, the other did not waste time in possessing her rounded buttocks. Both were impossible for Cielo Riveros to resist.
'Wait a moment,' Ambrosio said at last.
Yes, if you're in a hurry to possess her when she's least dressed without ruining her clothes, as it seems you intend to do.'
'Disrobe, Cielo Riveros,' he continued.
It seems that we all have to share you, and be the voluntary instrument of our common desires. In our convent there are other brethren no less demanding than I, and your task will not be in any way a sinecure, so it would be better if you remembered at all times the privileges you are destined to fulfill, and prepare yourself to alleviate these holy men of their pressing desires that now you know how to soothe. Thus presented the matter, there was no alternative left. Cielo Riveros remained standing, naked before the three vigorous priests, and raised a general murmur of admiration when she advanced towards them in this state. As soon as the one who had led the voice of the newly arrived - which clearly seemed to be the Superior of the three - noticed her beautiful nudity before his ardent gaze, he did not hesitate for an instant to open his cassock and set free a long and broad '...
My member took hold of the girl in his arms, put her with her back against the soft-cushioned great chest, leaped upon her, placed himself between her lovely thighs, and pointing rapidly the head of his raging champion towards the soft orifice of her, pushed forward to have it completely until the testicles. Cielo Riveros let out a small cry of ecstasy as she felt herself impaled by that new and powerful arm. For the man, the entire possession of the beautiful girl meant an ecstatic moment, and the sensation that his erect penis was totally buried in her body produced an ineffable emotion. He didn't believe he could penetrate so quickly into her young parts, since he hadn't taken into account the lubrication produced by the semen flow he had already received. The Superior, however, did not give him time to reflect, as it attacked with such energy that its powerful thrusts from afar produced full effect on his warm temperament and provoked almost immediately the sweet emission. This was too much for the dissolute priest. Already firmly lodged in the narrow slit, which fit as snugly as a glove, soon as he felt the warm emission let out a loud growl and unloaded with fury.
Father Ambrosio changed position. At that moment Cielo Riveros noticed his ardent gaze of sensuality, and almost caused her fear discovering it. It was also in that instant when she realized the enormous protuberance that stood out in front of Father Ambrosio's cassock.
The excited priest no longer took the trouble to hide his state and intentions. Taking the beautiful girl between his arms, he kissed her long and passionately. He pressed her soft body against his voluminous person, and attracted her strongly to enter into more intimate contact with her slender figure.
Finally, consumed by lust, he lost control, leaving Cielo Riveros partially free, opened the front of his cassock, and exposed to the astonished eyes of his young penitent, without the slightest blush, a gigantic member with enormous proportions, erection, and rigidity left her completely confused. It's impossible to describe the sensations awakened in Cielo Riveros by the sudden discovery of that formidable instrument. Her gaze fixed instantly on it, while Father Ambrosio, noticing her amazement, but discovering no mixture of alarm or fear in her, calmly took hold of it between his hands.
The contact with such a tremendous thing seized Cielo Riveros in a terrible state of excitement. As if until then she had only seen the member of moderate proportions of Carlos, this notable phenomenon quickly awakened in her the greatest lascivious sensations, and grasping the immense object as well as she could with her small hands. She approached him overwhelmed by a truly ecstatic sensual delight. —Holy God! This is almost heaven! —murmured Cielo Riveros—. Oh, father, who would have thought I'd be chosen for such a blessing! This was too much for Father Ambrosio. He was enchanted with the lust of his beautiful penitent and the success of his infamous trick. (In fact, he had planned everything, since he facilitated the young people's interview and the opportunity for them to surrender to their passionate games, hidden from everyone except him, who crouched near the meeting place to contemplate their intense loving eyes). Raising himself quickly, he lifted the lightweight body of young Cielo Riveros, placed her on the cushion where he had sat moments before, raised his plump legs and separated his complacent thighs, contemplated for an instant the delicious rosy slit that appeared beneath the white belly. Then, without saying a word, he advanced his face towards hers, introducing his impudent tongue as far as possible into the humid sheath and began to suckle so deliciously that Cielo Riveros, in great passionate ecstasy, and shaken by spasmodic contractions of pleasure, ejaculated abundantly, an emission that the holy father swallowed like a flan. There followed some moments of calm. Cielo Riveros lay on his back with her arms extended to both sides and her head thrown back, in a delicious state of exhaustion after the violent emotions provoked by the reverend father's lustful behavior. Her chest still heaved under the violence of her transports, and her beautiful eyes remained half-closed in languid repose. Father Ambrosio was one of those rare men capable of controlling his passionate instincts in circumstances like these. Continuous habits of patience in waiting to achieve proposed objects, the use of tenacity in all his acts, and conventional caution characteristic of The order to which it belonged had not been completely erased despite its fiery temperament, and although naturally incompatible with the priestly vocation, and desires so violent that they fell outside the common, he had learned to control his passions until mortification. It is time to lift the veil that covers the true character of this man. I do it respectfully, but the truth must be told. Father Ambrosio was the living embodiment of lust. At that moment, he was fully devoted to satisfying it, and his strong animal instincts, his fiery and vigorous constitution, as well as his untamed nature, identified him with the physical and mental image of the satyr of antiquity. But Cielo Riveros only knew him as the holy father who not only had forgiven his grave sin but also opened the path for him to direct himself, without sin, to enjoy the pleasures that he had fixed so firmly in his juvenile imagination. The bold priest, extremely pleased with the success of a stratagem that had put in his hands lustful victims and also by the extraordinary sensuality of the young woman's nature, and the evident delight with which she gave herself up to satisfying her desires, was preparing at that moment to reap the fruits of his deception, and enjoyed the indecible idea that he would be able to possess all the delicate charms that Cielo Riveros could offer him to mitigate his terrifying lust. Finally, it was hers, and as he withdrew from her trembling body, still retaining on his lips the evidence of participation in the pleasure she had experienced, his member, still swollen and rigid, presented a gleaming head due to the pressure of blood and muscle hardening. As soon as young Cielo Riveros had recovered from the attack that we have just described, inflicted by her confessor on the most sensitive parts of her person, and raised her head from the position Leaning on what was resting, her eyes stumbled upon the large trunk that her father was maintaining impudently exposed. Heaven Riveros saw the long and thick white mast, and the black ruffled hair emerging from it, oscillating rigidly upwards, and the egg-shaped head protruding at the end, red and naked, which seemed to invite contact with her hand. She contemplated that thick and rigid mass of muscle and flesh, and unable to resist the temptation, she took it again between her hands. She squeezed it, crushed it, and slid the folds of skin covering it back to observe the large nut that crowned it. Marveling, she gazed at the small hole appearing at its end, and taking it with both hands, she held it palpitating next to her face. —Oh, father! What a wonderful thing! —she exclaimed—. How big! Please, Father Ambrosio, tell me how I should proceed to alleviate our holy religious ministers from those feelings that according to you trouble them so much and even cause them pain! The Father Ambrosio was too excited to answer, but taking her hand with his own he taught the innocent girl how she had to move her fingers back and forth on her enormous object. Her pleasure was intense, and Cielo Riveros' did not seem any less. She continued rubbing the member between the soft palms of her hands, while gazing innocently at his face. Then she asked him quietly if it provided great pleasure, and if he wanted to keep acting that way. Meanwhile, the large penis of Father Ambrosio was growing and increasing even more due to the exciting tickling effect it was subjected to by the young girl. —Wait a moment. If you keep rubbing it like this I'll come soon— he said quietly—. It would be better to delay it a bit longer. —Will you, daddy? —asked Cielo Riveros eagerly—. What do you mean by that? —Ah, my sweet girl, as lovely for your beauty as for your innocence! How divinely you lead me to... Cabo your exalted mission! exclaimed Ambrosio, delighted to take advantage of the evident inexperience of his young penitent, and thus debase him. Coming means completing the act by which one enjoys the pleasure in its entirety and supposes the escape of a great amount of white and thick fluid from the inside of the scrotum that you hold between your hands, and which when expelled provides equal pleasure to the one who receives it, regardless of how. Cielo Riveros remembered Carlos and his ecstasy, and soon understood what the father was referring to. And would this discharge bring relief, father? Clearly so, my daughter, and for that I desire to offer you the opportunity to provide me with that relief as a blessed sacrifice from one of the most humble servants of the church. What delight! murmured Cielo Riveros. By my own will shall flow that yummy current, and it is only to me that the holy man reserves the final pleasing. How much happiness it gives me to be able to cause such pleasure! After expressing these thoughts passionately, she inclined her head. The object of her adoration exhaled a perfume difficult to define. She deposited her moist lips on its upper extremity, covered with her adorable mouth the small orifice, and then kissed ardently the shining member. What is that fluid called? asked Cielo Riveros, raising her face once more. It has several names, replied the holy man. Depending on the social class to which the person belongs who mentions it. But among us, my daughter, we will call it cum. Cum? repeated Cielo Riveros innocently, letting the erotic word escape between her sweet lips with a naturalness that resulted in those circumstances. Yes, my daughter, that is the word cum. At least I would like you to call it that. And soon I will flood you with this precious essence. How should I receive it? asked Cielo Riveros, thinking of Carlos and the tremendous difference relative to her instrument and the gigantic penis that was standing before him. —There are several ways to do it, all of which you must learn. But now we are not well prepared for the main act of the venereal rite, the permitted copulation about which we have already spoken. Consequently, we must substitute it with a simpler means, so instead of discharging this essence called cum into the interior of your body, taking into account that the extreme narrowness of your orifice would cause it to flow with extreme abundance, we will start with friction through your obedient fingers until the moment when the spasms accompanying emission arrive. When the time comes, at my signal you will take between your lips as much of the head of this object as can fit in them until, after the last drop has been expelled, I retire satisfied, at least temporarily. Cielo Riveros, whose lustful instinct had allowed her to enjoy the description made by the confessor, and who was just as eager as he himself to carry out the daring program, quickly manifested her willingness to comply. Ambrosio placed his enormous penis in Cielo Riveros' hands once more. Excited both by the sight and the contact of such a notable object, which she held with both hands with true delight, the young woman began to caress. Frotar and exprimir the huge and stiff member in a way that provided the licentious one with the greatest pleasure. Not content with friccioning it with her delicate fingers, Cielo Riveros, letting out words of devotion and satisfaction, brought the foamy head to her rosy lips and introduced it as far as possible, hoping to provoke with her touches and the soft caresses of her tongue the delicious ejaculation that was about to occur. This was more than what the holy man had expected, since he never supposed he would find a disciple so well disposed for the irregular attack he had proposed. Fully awakened Sensations from the delicious tickling that was the object, prepared to flood the girl's mouth and throat with the flow of his powerful discharge. Ambrosio began to feel that he wouldn't delay in coming, which would end his pleasure. He was one of those exceptional beings whose abundant seminal ejaculation is much greater than that of normal individuals. Not only was he endowed with the singular gift of being able to repeat the venereal act with short intervals, but also the quantity with which he ended up was as tremendous and unusual as it was. The superabundance seemed to be related to the proportion in which his animal passions had been awakened, and when his libidinous desires had been prolonged and intense, his seminal emissions were equally so. It was under these circumstances that the sweet Cielo Riveros had undertaken the task of letting go the torrential contents of lust from that man. She was going to be his sweet mouth the receptacle of the thick and viscous torrents that she had not yet experienced, and ignorant as she was of the results of the relief that she so anxiously desired to administer, the beautiful maiden longed for the consummation of her labor, and the ejaculation of semen that she had been told about by the good father. The exuberant member swelled and became more inflamed with each passing moment, as Cielo Riveros's exciting lips compressed his broad head and her tongue played around the small orifice. Her white hands deprived him of his ductile skin, alternately tickling its lower extremity. Ambrosio twice withdrew his head from his member from the girl's rosy lips, unable to resist the desire to come at the delicious contact with them. Finally, Cielo Riveros, impatient for the delay, and having apparently reached a maximum of perfection in her technique, pressed with greater energy than before the stiff rod. Instantly, there was a numbness in the extremities of the good father. His legs opened widely to both sides of his penitent. Susmanos clung convulsively to the cushion. His body projected forward and straightened up. —God almighty! I'm going to come! —he exclaimed at the same time as he launched a last look at his innocent victim with his lips slightly parted and his glassy eyes. Then he shuddered deeply, and between gasps and interrupted hysterical screams his penis, due to the provocation of the young girl, began to expel torrents of thick and viscous fluid. Cielo Riveros, understanding by the jets that one after another flooded her mouth and slid down her throat, as well as by her companion's cries, continued to suck and squeeze until, filled with the viscous discharges, and half-choked by their abundance, she was forced to release that human syringe that continued to ejaculate in torrents on her face. -Mother of God! —Cielo Riveros exclaimed, whose lips and face were flooded with the cum from the father—. What pleasure I have provoked! And you, my dear father, haven't you been provided with the precious relief you needed? The Father Ambrosio, too agitated to answer, drew the gentle girl towards his arms and compressing her gushing lips covered them with moist kisses of gratitude and pleasure. A quarter of an hour passed in quiet rest, which no external sign of disturbance came to interrupt. The door was locked under lock, and the father had chosen well the moment. Meanwhile Cielo Riveros, terribly excited by the scene I have just described, had conceived the extravagant desire that Ambrosio's rigid member would perform on herself the operation that she had suffered with Carlos' moderately proportioned weapon. Passing her arms around the robust neck of her confessor, she whispered tender words of invitation to him, observing as she did so the effect they caused in the instrument that acquired rigidity between her legs. —You told me that the narrowness of this gap—and Heaven Riveros placed the broad hand of him on it, pressing it softly—would make you release a abundant amount of cum that you possess. Why can't I, my dear father, feel it dripping inside my body through the tip of this red thing? It was evident how much the beauty of young CieloRiveros, as well as the innocence and ingenuity of her character, inflamed the natural sensualness of the priest. Knowing himself triumphant, having her absolutely impotent between his hands, the delicacy and refinement of the girl, all conspiring to awaken his licentious instincts and unbridled desires. It was hers, hers to enjoy at will, hers to satisfy any whim of her terrible lust, and she was ready to surrender herself to the most unbridled sensuality. —By God, this is too much!—exclaimed Ambrosio, whose lust, once again ignited, violently assailed him before such a request—. Sweet little girl, you don't know what you're asking for. The proportion is terrible, and you'll suffer too much trying it. —I'll endure everything—replied Cielo Riveros— as long as I can feel this terrible thing inside me, and enjoy the cum shoots. —Holy Mother of God! It's too much for you, Cielo Riveros. You have no idea of the measures of this machine, once inflated, adorable creature, would swim in a warm ocean of cum. —Oh, dear father! What celestial joy!—Undress yourself, Cielo Riveros. Remove everything that could hinder our movements, which I promise will be extremely violent. Fulfilling the order, Cielo Riveros quickly undressed herself, seeking to please her confessor with the full display of her charms, in order to make his member grow in proportion to what she showed of her nakedness, and left nothing but as she came into the world. Father Ambrosio was stunned by the contemplation of the enchantments that were offered to his view. The width of her breasts, The softness of her breasts, the snowy whiteness of her skin, smooth like satin, the roundness of her buttocks and the rotundity of her thighs, the white and flat belly with her adorable mound, and above all, the enchanting cleft that stood out beneath it, timidly peeking between her rounded thighs, made him rush at the young woman with a roar of lust. Ambrosio grabbed his victim between his arms. He pressed her soft and dazzling body against his own. He covered her in lustful kisses, and giving free rein to his licentious tongue, he promised the young girl all the joys of paradise through the introduction of his great apparatus into the interior of her vulva. Cielo Riveros welcomed these words with a shriek of ecstasy, and when her excited rapist laid her on his back, she already felt the broad and tumescent head of the giant penis pressing against the warm and moist lips of her almost virginal orifice. The holy man, finding pleasure in the contact of his penis with the warm lips of Cielo Riveros' vulva, began to push it inside with all his might, until the great kernel of the tip filled with secreted moisture from the sensitive sheath. Passion was inflaming Cielo Riveros. The efforts of Father Ambrosio to lodge the head of his member between the moist lips of her slit instead of discouraging her only spurred her on to madness, and finally, uttering a weak cry, he leaned forward and expelled the viscous tribute of his lascivious temperament. This was exactly what the shameless priest had been waiting for. When the sweet and hot emission flooded his enormously developed penis, he pushed resolutely, and with just one stroke introduced half of his voluminous appendage into the interior of the lovely girl. As soon as Cielo Riveros felt herself impaled by the entrance of the terrible member in the interior of her tender body, she lost the little control she had left, and forgetting the pain she was suffering, she wrapped her arms around his back and Encouraged his enormous invader not to spare her any consideration. —My tender and sweet little girl —whispered the lustful priest—. My arms enfold you, my weapon is half-inserted in your belly. Soon you will experience the joys of paradise. —I know; I feel it. Don't hold back; give me the delicious object until you can. —Take it then. Push, squeeze, but I'm too well-endowed to penetrate you easily. Perhaps you'll have a hard time, but now it's too late. I must possess you... or die. The parts of Cielo Riveros relaxed a little, and Ambrosio could penetrate her a few more centimeters. His pulsating member, wet and naked, had traveled most of the way towards the interior of the young girl. Her pleasure was intense, and the head of his instrument was deliciously compressed by Cielo Riveros' vagina. —Come on, daddy. I'm waiting for the cum you promised me. The confessor didn't need this encouragement to induce him to put all his tremendous copulatory powers into action. He pushed frenetically forward, and with each new effort, he plunged his warm penis deeper, until finally, with a powerful blow, he buried it up to his testicles in Cielo Riveros' vulva. This furious introduction by the brutal priest was more than what his fragile victim, animated by her own desires, could bear. With a faint cry of physical anguish, Cielo Riveros announced that her rapist had overcome all the resistance her youth had opposed to the entry of his member, and the torture of forced introduction of that massive mass destroyed the sensation of pleasure with which she had initially borne the attack. Ambrosio let out a cry of joy at beholding the beautiful prey his serpent had bitten. He was enjoying the victim he had impaled on his enormous battering ram. He felt the maddening contact with inexplicable pleasure. He saw the girl shudder with the anguish of her violation. His natural impulsiveness had awakened... whole. Whatever happened, I would enjoy it to the maximum. So he tightened his arms around the body of the beautiful girl and treated her with all the extension of his immense member. —Beautiful mine, you're really inciting. You also have to enjoy. I'll give you what I was talking about. But before I have to awaken my nature with this luxurious tickling. Kiss me, Cielo Riveros, and then you'll have it. And when my hot cum leaves me to enter your juvenile entrails, you'll experience the exquisite delights that I'm feeling. Squeeze. Cielo Riveros! Let me also push, little girl of mine! Now get in again, Oh...! Oh...! Ambrosio stood up for a moment and could see the immense bulge due to which the lovely slit of Cielo Riveros was extraordinarily distended at those moments. Firmly embedded in that luxurious sheath, and savoring deeply the sum tightness of the warm folds of flesh into which he was fitted, he pushed without worrying about the pain his member caused, and only anxious to procure the maximum possible delight. He was not a man who would stop in such cases due to false concepts of piety, at those moments he pushed as far as possible while feverishly raining kisses on the open and trembling lips of poor Cielo Riveros. For space of about minutes there was nothing heard but the gasps and shudders with which the lascivious priest gave himself up to satisfaction, and the glu-glu of his immense penis when it alternately entered and left the sex of penitent Cielo Riveros. It cannot be supposed that a man like Ambrosio would ignore the tremendous power of pleasure that his member could arouse in a person of the opposite sex, nor that its size and capacity for discharge were capable of provoking the most exciting emotions in the young girl over whom he was acting. But nature also asserted its rights in the person of young Cielo Riveros. The pain of dilation was soon attenuated by the intense sensation of pleasure caused by the vigorous weapon of the holy man, and it did not take long for the cries and lamentations of the beautiful girl to mingle with half-strangled sounds in the deepest part of her being, which expressed her delight. —Oh, my father! Oh, dear Father! Push, push: I can bear it. I desire it. I am in heaven. The blessed instrument has such a fiery head! Oh, my heart! Oh... oh! Blessed Mother, what do I feel? Ambrosio saw the effect he was causing. Supreme pleasure arrived at all speed. He thrust himself furiously back and forth, honoring Cielo Riveros with each new charge, using his entire member to the hilt, which sank into her pubic hair until it reached the roots of her buttocks. Finally, Cielo Riveros could no longer resist, and she rewarded the eager violator with a warm emission that flooded all of his rigid member. It is impossible to describe the frenzy of lust that seized the young and enchanting Cielo Riveros at that moment. She clung desperately to the priest's body, which honored her voluptuous angelic body with all the force and power of his virile thrusts, and lodged him in her tight and slippery sheath until it reached her buttocks. But even in her ecstasy, Cielo Riveros never lost sight of the perfection of pleasure. The holy man had to expel his semen inside her, just as Carlos had done, and the very idea of it added fuel to the fire of her lust. When, consequently, Father Ambrosio passed his arms around her slender waist and plunged his penis into Cielo Riveros' vulva until he reached her pubic hair, announcing between sighs that the climax was finally arriving, the excited girl spread her legs as wide as she could, and in the midst of cries of pleasure received the jets of his emission in her vital organs. He remained there for a full ten minutes, during which time the discharges continued to follow one another, each one received with By Heaven Riveros with profound manifestations of displeasure, translated into cries and contortions. Chapter III I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT ON ANY OTHER OCCASION I HAVE HAD TO BLOSH WITH GREATER CAUSE THAN IN THIS OPPORTUNITY. And it is that even a flea would have to feel ashamed before the loathsome sight of what I have just recorded. A girl so young, with an appearance so innocent, and yet, with inclinations and desires so lustful. A person of freshness and infinite beauty; a mind of blazing sensuality converted by the accidental course of events into an active volcano of luxury. Very well I could have exclaimed with the ancient poet: Oh, Moses! or like the most practical descendant of the patriarch: By the beards of the prophet! It is not necessary to speak of the change that occurred in Cielo Riveros after the experiences recounted. They were entirely evident in his bearing and conduct. What happened to her juvenile lover, as I have been concerned to find out, but I incline to believe that Father Ambrosio did not remain indifferent to those irregular tastes that have been attributed to him so widely, and also the boy was induced little by little, like his young friend, to give satisfaction to the insane desires of the priest. But let us return to my direct observations concerning the lovely Cielo Riveros. Although a flea cannot blush, it can observe, and I imposed on myself the obligation to entrust to the pen and ink the description of all the amorous passages that I considered might have interest for seekers of truth. We can write — at least this flea can, since otherwise these pages would not be under the reader's eyes — yes, that is enough. Several days passed before Cielo Riveros found the opportunity to visit her clerical admirer again, but she finally presented herself and, as one might expect, she took advantage of it immediately. tell Ambrosio that he is going to visit him, and consequently the astute individual could prepare some lascivious things in advance to receive his lovely guest as before. As soon as Cielo Riveros found herself alone with her seducer she threw herself into his arms, pressing her great humanity against her fragile body and lavishing on her the most tender caresses. Ambrosio did not need to be asked to return all the warmth of his embrace, and so it happened that the couple immediately became lost in a exchange of warm kisses, reclining face to face over the cushioned chest where they had previously lain. But Cielo Riveros was not going to settle for just kisses; she wanted something more solid, knowing from experience that her father could provide it. Ambrosio was no less excited. His blood rushed rapidly, his black eyes blazed with the effect of an uncontrollable lust, and the protuberance visible in his habit clearly denoted the state of his senses. Cielo Riveros noticed the situation: neither her anxious glances nor her father's obvious erection could escape her notice. But she thought more about arousing her desire than about quenching it. However, soon Ambrosio demonstrated that he did not require greater incentives, and deliberately displayed his weapon, barbarously dilated in such a way that its mere sight awakened frenzied desires in Cielo Riveros. In any other occasion Ambrosio would have been much more prudent in giving himself over to pleasure, but on this occasion his inflamed senses had surpassed their capacity to control the desire to indulge as soon as possible in the young delights being offered to him. He was already on top of her body. His great humanity covered hers completely. His erect member thrust into Cielo Riveros' belly, whose clothes were gathered up to her waist. With a trembling hand Ambrosio reached the center of the hollow object of his desire; anxiously guiding the hot and crimson tip towards the Open and wet lips. He pushed, struggled to enter.., and succeeded. The immense machine entered with a slow but firm pace. The head and part of the member were already inside. Unascuantas firm and decided embestidas completed the conjunction, and Cielo Riveros received the immense and excited member of Ambrosio in its entire length.
The rapist lay panting on her, completely possessing his most intimate charms. Cielo Riveros, within whose belly that vigorous mass had accommodated itself, felt the maximum effects of the intruder, warm and palpitating. Meanwhile, Ambrosio had begun to move towards back and forth. Cielo Riveros entwined her white arms around his neck, and wrapped her lovely legs clad in silk over his back, seized by the greatest luxury. —What a delight! —murmured Cielo Riveros, kissing his thick lips alluringly—. Push more.., push even more. Oh, how you force me to open up, and how long it is! How warm... how... oh... oh! And she released a jet of her storehouse in response to the man's embestidas, at the same time that her head fell back and her mouth opened in the spasm of coitus. The priest restrained himself and made a brief pause. The beats of his enormous member announced sufficiently the state in which it was, and he wanted to prolong his pleasure to the maximum. Cielo Riveros compressed the terrible dart introduced into the most intimate part of her person, and felt it growing and hardening even more, while her enflamed head pressed against her youthful matrix. Almost immediately afterwards, her heavy lover, unable to control himself for so long, succumbed to the intensity of the sensations, and let out a torrent of his viscous liquid. Memories Of A Flea Page 30 of 113 —Oh, it's coming! —cried the excited girl—. I feel it gushing. Oh, give me ....... more! Pour it into my interior.., push more, don't pity me. . .! Oh, another jet! Push! -Rip me apart if you want, but give me all your cum! Before... The amount of semen the father Ambrosio was capable of releasing, but on this occasion he exceeded himself. He had been storing it up for a week, and Cielo Riveros was receiving an incredible current at that moment, which seemed more like a shot from a syringe than the ejaculation of a man's genital organs. Finally, Ambrosio dismounted his horse, and when Cielo Riveros stood up again, she felt a slippery liquid flowing down her rounded thighs. Scarcely had the father Ambrosio separated himself when the door leading to the church opened, and two other priests appeared in the portal. The embarrassment was impossible. 'Ambrosio!' exclaimed the older of the two men, who would be around thirty to forty years old. 'This is against the rules and privileges of our order, which decree that all kinds of games must be practiced in common.' Then he took it,' grumbled the man being addressed. 'It's not too late yet. I was about to tell you what I had achieved when... when the delicious temptation of this rose was too strong for you, my friend.' The other interrupted him, taking Cielo Riveros at the same time and introducing his enormous hand under her clothes to caress her soft thighs. 'I've seen everything through the keyhole,' he whispered in her ear. 'You have nothing to fear; we only want to do the same with you.' Cielo Riveros remembered the conditions under which she had been offered consolation in the church, and supposed that this was part of her new duties. Therefore, she remained in the arms of the newcomer without resisting. Meanwhile, her companion had passed his strong arm around Cielo Riveros' waist and covered her cheeks with kisses. Ambrosio watched it all, stunned and confused. This is how the young girl found herself between two fires, with no need to say anything about the overflowing... passion of its original owner. In vain did she look at one and then at another in search of breath or some means of escaping the predicament in which she found herself. Despite being completely resigned to the role into which the astute Father Ambrosio had reduced her, she felt invaded by a powerful feeling of weakness and fear towards the new assailants. Cielo Riveros saw nothing in the gaze of the new intruders but rabid desire, while Ambrosio's impasibility made her lose any hope that he would offer any minor resistance. Between the two men, she was trapped, and as one spoke first, sliding his hand to her pink vulva, the other did not waste time in possessing her rounded buttocks. Both were impossible for Cielo Riveros to resist.
'Wait a moment,' Ambrosio said at last.
Yes, if you're in a hurry to possess her when she's least dressed without ruining her clothes, as it seems you intend to do.'
'Disrobe, Cielo Riveros,' he continued.
It seems that we all have to share you, and be the voluntary instrument of our common desires. In our convent there are other brethren no less demanding than I, and your task will not be in any way a sinecure, so it would be better if you remembered at all times the privileges you are destined to fulfill, and prepare yourself to alleviate these holy men of their pressing desires that now you know how to soothe. Thus presented the matter, there was no alternative left. Cielo Riveros remained standing, naked before the three vigorous priests, and raised a general murmur of admiration when she advanced towards them in this state. As soon as the one who had led the voice of the newly arrived - which clearly seemed to be the Superior of the three - noticed her beautiful nudity before his ardent gaze, he did not hesitate for an instant to open his cassock and set free a long and broad '...
My member took hold of the girl in his arms, put her with her back against the soft-cushioned great chest, leaped upon her, placed himself between her lovely thighs, and pointing rapidly the head of his raging champion towards the soft orifice of her, pushed forward to have it completely until the testicles. Cielo Riveros let out a small cry of ecstasy as she felt herself impaled by that new and powerful arm. For the man, the entire possession of the beautiful girl meant an ecstatic moment, and the sensation that his erect penis was totally buried in her body produced an ineffable emotion. He didn't believe he could penetrate so quickly into her young parts, since he hadn't taken into account the lubrication produced by the semen flow he had already received. The Superior, however, did not give him time to reflect, as it attacked with such energy that its powerful thrusts from afar produced full effect on his warm temperament and provoked almost immediately the sweet emission. This was too much for the dissolute priest. Already firmly lodged in the narrow slit, which fit as snugly as a glove, soon as he felt the warm emission let out a loud growl and unloaded with fury.
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