The mass of Sunday had concluded and some faithful remained to confess, last was Eva, with her civil clothes, she had made herself up a bit and styled her hair differently, although it was already impossible to recognize her without her nun's habit. She tried not to look at anyone in the face and make sure no one noticed that it was her, taking courage for this task was difficult but it would be even harder to keep living with that inside of her. She rubbed her sweaty hands together and seemed to crush an imaginary insect with the tip of her foot, she was nervous.
Finally, it was her turn, the woman who had come out before her entered, seeming liberated as if that conversation and the penance she had to fulfill erased all the bad things she had done, always finding it funny how people washed their sins in that way. She entered the confessional, took a seat, and inside floated the aroma of the horrible perfume of the woman and Father Claudio.
- Forgive me, father, because I have sinned... - she said still nervous, having dreamed of this moment for weeks, being in a closed environment with the man who had made her sin so many times and having impure thoughts was something she could barely control. Her voice sounded a bit hoarse from a mix of nerves and excitement.
- Tell me your sins, my daughter, you know that the Lord in his infinite mercy can forgive you. - The monotone tone of Father Claudio had made her feel safe when he didn't seem to have noticed that she was speaking with him, with the nun who had requested leave to attend urgent matters.
- I fell into temptation with a forbidden man, I committed acts of onanism thinking of him almost every night for a month. That man has even made me doubt whether I chose well what I want to do with my life. - The father didn't expect such a confession, and less from someone who seemed so young, most people who confessed infidelities or desires towards others were already married.
- My daughter, remember that Adam and Eva (her heart gave a flip at the listen to his name without the 'sister' before) also sinned. - The conversation had raised her father's temperature a bit, he wanted to know more but was afraid of scaring his confessor. - How did it all start?, Is something recent?
She was surprised by that new curiosity from her father, but it didn't bother her, she would charge him for everything, overlooking details, and see what his response would be.
- Relatively recent, you'll see, I moved here recently and started working at a small business. There I met my boss, so sweet and attentive, so chivalrous but so educated, he'd look at me sometimes, maybe trying to guess my forms under the sober uniform I wear to work. I like to think that he thinks of me at night, that he imagines possessing me as if Satan himself had gotten inside him, imagine our bodies bathed in sweat, my moans filling his bedroom and him enraged penetrating me more and more. I desire him so much that I'd risk everything just to be a little closer to him.
- Eva had lifted her skirt and while talking, you could hear the sound of her fingers on her intimacy, she was lost in desire, finally confessing all her deepest desires to the owner of her sleepless nights. Her legs trembled and her fluids moistened the seat and flowed down her thighs. She stood up, pressed her mouth against the fabric that separated her from Father Claudio and said:
- Father, I want you to take me! - The poor father didn't know how to react, thought about his vows, his reputation, maybe it was one of the devil's tricks to make him falter in his faith. And his erection, already hard to hide, spoke for itself.
- Daughter, not here, not at home, that would be sacrilegious.- The guilt for her thoughts overwhelmed her but desire even more. It cost her to breathe and when she did, she felt the sweet aroma of Eva's fluids because yes, she knew it was her, her voice in that last phrase gave her away.
- I don't care about anything father, I want to feel him unloading his semen inside me. Holding him with my legs and feeling like nothing more It matters, please father, that it be here and now. Or I'll leave the village. - Eva never stopped stimulating her excited clitoris, she was having trouble staying on her feet, the air was already lacking in that tiny space. Suddenly she heard a hurried noise, two doors opened almost at the same moment. The father had gotten up from his place and opened the door of the cubicle where Eva was still masturbating. Without a word and with his member out of his cassock, he penetrated her with force - Oh God, yes! - said Eva in her first orgasm, the first she had with a man, and with the man she desired.
- Don't blaspheme. - said Father Claudio in her ear while he was having sex with her in the confessional, inside the cathedral, just a few meters from the huge image of Jesus crucified, the Virgin Mary, and various saints.
- Sorry! - said she, stifling a laugh at the ridiculousness of her request. Eva was pushing her Booty back with each thrust of the father's, he had better member than she thought and it felt very deep. Her juices were not stopping from falling to the floor and her moans could be heard all over the place, fortunately for both of them the cathedral had emptied a few minutes earlier, no one had noticed the absence of the father.
With some timidity, Father Claudio took hold of her breasts, put his hand inside her clothes to reach her nipples, Eva's skin was almost as smooth as the sighs she left escaping. The first ejaculation was inside her, neither in her best fantasies had she imagined an orgasm so intense as the one she felt when she sensed the semen in her interior. Without giving him time to recover or even catch his breath, Eva made the father sit down on the confessional stool and began to suck him off, tasting the flavor of his vagina and his semen, she wanted to excite him again, she wasn't satisfied yet, she had seen videos and practiced with some objects, and she had become good at it, she was able to put the whole member of the father in her mouth and pull it out full of saliva, with her eyes tearful and almost out of breath. When he was ready, Eva got on top and moving her hips she controlled the rhythm of the penetrations, going slower or faster as her orgasm approached... When both finished, the night had fallen completely, they were exhausted, thirsty but happy. Now, every Sunday afternoon, after Father attended to those who would confess, Eva waited last in line, although clearly, everything was closed before she entered.
Finally, it was her turn, the woman who had come out before her entered, seeming liberated as if that conversation and the penance she had to fulfill erased all the bad things she had done, always finding it funny how people washed their sins in that way. She entered the confessional, took a seat, and inside floated the aroma of the horrible perfume of the woman and Father Claudio.
- Forgive me, father, because I have sinned... - she said still nervous, having dreamed of this moment for weeks, being in a closed environment with the man who had made her sin so many times and having impure thoughts was something she could barely control. Her voice sounded a bit hoarse from a mix of nerves and excitement.
- Tell me your sins, my daughter, you know that the Lord in his infinite mercy can forgive you. - The monotone tone of Father Claudio had made her feel safe when he didn't seem to have noticed that she was speaking with him, with the nun who had requested leave to attend urgent matters.
- I fell into temptation with a forbidden man, I committed acts of onanism thinking of him almost every night for a month. That man has even made me doubt whether I chose well what I want to do with my life. - The father didn't expect such a confession, and less from someone who seemed so young, most people who confessed infidelities or desires towards others were already married.
- My daughter, remember that Adam and Eva (her heart gave a flip at the listen to his name without the 'sister' before) also sinned. - The conversation had raised her father's temperature a bit, he wanted to know more but was afraid of scaring his confessor. - How did it all start?, Is something recent?
She was surprised by that new curiosity from her father, but it didn't bother her, she would charge him for everything, overlooking details, and see what his response would be.
- Relatively recent, you'll see, I moved here recently and started working at a small business. There I met my boss, so sweet and attentive, so chivalrous but so educated, he'd look at me sometimes, maybe trying to guess my forms under the sober uniform I wear to work. I like to think that he thinks of me at night, that he imagines possessing me as if Satan himself had gotten inside him, imagine our bodies bathed in sweat, my moans filling his bedroom and him enraged penetrating me more and more. I desire him so much that I'd risk everything just to be a little closer to him.
- Eva had lifted her skirt and while talking, you could hear the sound of her fingers on her intimacy, she was lost in desire, finally confessing all her deepest desires to the owner of her sleepless nights. Her legs trembled and her fluids moistened the seat and flowed down her thighs. She stood up, pressed her mouth against the fabric that separated her from Father Claudio and said:
- Father, I want you to take me! - The poor father didn't know how to react, thought about his vows, his reputation, maybe it was one of the devil's tricks to make him falter in his faith. And his erection, already hard to hide, spoke for itself.
- Daughter, not here, not at home, that would be sacrilegious.- The guilt for her thoughts overwhelmed her but desire even more. It cost her to breathe and when she did, she felt the sweet aroma of Eva's fluids because yes, she knew it was her, her voice in that last phrase gave her away.
- I don't care about anything father, I want to feel him unloading his semen inside me. Holding him with my legs and feeling like nothing more It matters, please father, that it be here and now. Or I'll leave the village. - Eva never stopped stimulating her excited clitoris, she was having trouble staying on her feet, the air was already lacking in that tiny space. Suddenly she heard a hurried noise, two doors opened almost at the same moment. The father had gotten up from his place and opened the door of the cubicle where Eva was still masturbating. Without a word and with his member out of his cassock, he penetrated her with force - Oh God, yes! - said Eva in her first orgasm, the first she had with a man, and with the man she desired.
- Don't blaspheme. - said Father Claudio in her ear while he was having sex with her in the confessional, inside the cathedral, just a few meters from the huge image of Jesus crucified, the Virgin Mary, and various saints.
- Sorry! - said she, stifling a laugh at the ridiculousness of her request. Eva was pushing her Booty back with each thrust of the father's, he had better member than she thought and it felt very deep. Her juices were not stopping from falling to the floor and her moans could be heard all over the place, fortunately for both of them the cathedral had emptied a few minutes earlier, no one had noticed the absence of the father.
With some timidity, Father Claudio took hold of her breasts, put his hand inside her clothes to reach her nipples, Eva's skin was almost as smooth as the sighs she left escaping. The first ejaculation was inside her, neither in her best fantasies had she imagined an orgasm so intense as the one she felt when she sensed the semen in her interior. Without giving him time to recover or even catch his breath, Eva made the father sit down on the confessional stool and began to suck him off, tasting the flavor of his vagina and his semen, she wanted to excite him again, she wasn't satisfied yet, she had seen videos and practiced with some objects, and she had become good at it, she was able to put the whole member of the father in her mouth and pull it out full of saliva, with her eyes tearful and almost out of breath. When he was ready, Eva got on top and moving her hips she controlled the rhythm of the penetrations, going slower or faster as her orgasm approached... When both finished, the night had fallen completely, they were exhausted, thirsty but happy. Now, every Sunday afternoon, after Father attended to those who would confess, Eva waited last in line, although clearly, everything was closed before she entered.
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