1. My Sins


    Date: 3/7/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Rape, Author: randie, Rating: 33.3, Source: sexstories.com

    couldnt be with him that day, but the place had been abuzz with activity. The next day the Bishop arrived for a visit. I was filling and doing paper work in the outter office , which was fully cleared of the supply boxes of earlier. I could hear the Bishop and Father Paul talking in the next room. The door was closed but the Bishop had such a loud deep voice it carried to where I was sitting. He laughed a lot, a deep rolling laugh not unlike an oncoming rumble of thunder. I could hear mention of the furute, Monsignior, for the good of the Parish and other jumbled parts of the conversation. After 40 minutes or so the door opened and Father and the Bishop came to where I was. Father introduced me, " this is Mary, she has been with us since she was 12. One of our best and brightest" " Nice to meet you young lady" Turning to Father Paul he said " also one of the prettiest I would say as well, your quite lovely my dear" I instantly blushed and looked down at my hands. As I did I could see Father Paul beaming at me with the biggest grin. They continued out of the room leaving me with my warm face and since being so near to Father after not having him for days, my warm loins as well . The rectory of the parish had long ago burned. That is why Fathers curent rectory or as we all reffered to it as his quarters, were in the monastry. There were two well furnished rooms that were separate from the small rooms with cots for the brothers and monks. The two rooms were a bit more lavish ...
    for guests such as the Bishop. The one that the Bishop happened to be staying in that night shared a wall with Fathers sleeping quarters. Any noise in Fathers bed could be heard in the bed where the Bishop was. I couldnt stand another fitful night alone in my bed. I knew I had to sneak over to see Father. My 17th birthday was tomorrow. Buddy was supposed to return tomorrow. I had way to much to think about to sleep. I found myself walking along the path that led from the orphange to the Monstary. The moon bright and I could see very well. I made it to the offices and silently let myself in. As I headed to the back room where Father slept I heard a rustle in the over stuffed chair in the front room. Turning I found Father Paul there. He was sitting in the over chair with his cock in his hand slowly stroking it. Our eyes connected and as I often do,I felt mezmerised. My body became tingly and I felt like I wasnt in control of it any more. I just stood there in his gaze. " Take off your shirt" I started to unbutton my shirt, then pulled it out of my skirt and lowered it off my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. "Take off you skirt." I loosened the button and then unzipped it and let it join the shirt. there I stood in my underwear , bra , white knee socks and black patent leather mary janes. Father Paul just sat there slowly stoking his ever hardening cock . I was starting to soak my underwear. I wanted to have him in me, any whole, anywhere, now. But I stood there. Doing ...
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