Big Men of the House(109)

In my fantasy, I grabbed the priest's shaft and began to stroke it. Father John leaned back in his chair as I slipped his cock into my mouth. My saliva ran down his penis as I sucked his cock really hard. I stroked him while I went up and down on his dick. I took him out of my mouth and ran my tongue up and down his shaft. The priest's breathing quickened and I knew he was close to coming.



I put him back in my mouth and I started to go faster and faster. His cock was almost about to burst and I wanted to feel his cum spurt into my mouth. I jerked him hard until his cock erupted. I pictured gallons of cum flooding into my mouth as the priest screamed out in pleasure.



My orgasm hit me right as I imagined the priest giving me a cum bath. I rubbed my clit as hard as I could as waves of ecstasy washed over me. My legs convulsed like an earthquake and I almost passed out. When my orgasm finally subsided, my muscles relaxed and I collapsed back onto my pillow. I tried to catch my breath as I smiled and thought about how good it would feel to have his thick cock inside me. That night I slept very soundly.



The next day I decided to go to the church and try to catch Father John when he was alone. I thought that maybe I was acting too crazy. All I did knew was that I wanted to fuck that man so badly. My plan was to head over to the church around 8 pm and hope that Father John was still there before he came home.



The rest of the day I spent trying on different outfits. I had a lot of different looks to choose from and I had no idea what to wear. I wasn't sure how sexy I should go. I had a schoolgirl outfit that I knew would give most men an instant hard on. The problem was I didn't want to be so slutty that it turned of Father John. I decided to go with my best assets, my tits. I wore tight jeans and just a plain white shirt. The shirt was a low cut top that I used to show off my breasts. The key to the outfit was the pushup bra. This made it look like my tits were literally trying to explode out of my shirt.



When it was time to go, I made sure to slip by my mom without them seeing me. The last thing I wanted was for her to question me about where I was going. I got in my car and checked in the rear view mirror to make sure my makeup hadn't been messed up. I drove over to the church and I was nervous the whole way there. My palms were sweating and they were slipping on the steering wheel as I drove.



I arrived at the church and parked in the parking lot. There was only one car there and it was my stepdad's. I walked up to the big church door and was about to open it when I got cold feet. What if my plan didn't work? I started to walk back to my car when a thought struck me. I had nothing to lose by trying. If he rejected me then I'll just move on. It's not a big deal. I'll regret it for a long time if I never try.



I walked back and quickly opened the church door. The lights were dimmed and I didn't see anyone around. Then a door on the far side opened up and my stepdad came out. “Oh Cora, what brings you here at this hour?”



“Oh I'm sorry if I'm interrupting you.”



“No no come on in, you're always welcome here. What can I do for you?”



I tried to act shy. “Well I needed someone to talk to.”



“Well come sit down and we can talk.” Father John sat down on one of the benches and I came over and sat down next to him.



“So what do you need to talk about?”



“Well I did my confession yesterday and I need to explain further.”



The priest gulped because he knew exactly what I was referring to, “Okay then well spit it out.”



“Okay, so I've been getting these urges.”



“What kind of urges?” the priest inquired.



“Well, sexual urges. I get them all the time and I have no idea what to do with them.”



His eyes went big when I mentioned the word. “Oh I see. Well we all have our temptations.” His eyes glanced down to my massive cleavage and I knew that I had him.



“Is there anyone still here?” I asked.



Father John gulped again. “No everyone has already gone home for the day.”



“Perfect.” I smiled and scooted closer to him. “I've been thinking about you a lot lately.”



“Oh you have?”



“Yes I have.” I nodded my head while licking my lips. “I want you.”



I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him close. Our lips met and fireworks went off. The priest's vows were easily forgotten as his tongue slipped into my mouth. We both moaned softly as things started to heat up. Father John began to kiss my neck and bite me just a little bit. I didn't expect this kind of behavior coming from a priest who probably hadn't had sex in years. He was so energetic and his hunger for me was clear.