Big Men of the House(111)

I grabbed onto the ornamental rug that I was laying on as Father John gave me the fuck of my life. We both moaned in ecstasy and I could tell that he was close to coming. “Don't come yet! I want more of you.”



Father John pulled out and got off of me. I stood up and motioned for him to lay down. I wanted to try the reverse-cowgirl position. Once the priest was laying flat, I turned around and mounted him. I was facing away from him but I knew he would like the view of my big ass. I guided his cock inside me as I came down on him. I bent over a little grabbing his calves with my hands to brace myself. I began to go up and down making sure my ass would slam down on him every time.



“Fuck that feels amazing!” he said while spanking my ass cheeks. Every spank gave me a rush of pleasure. I kept fucking his big cock and my tits were bouncing up and down as I went faster and faster.



I could feel my climax getting closer and I wanted to cum at the same time as Father John. “Oh I'm so close. Are you going to come?”



“I don't think I can hold it back any longer.”



“OH FUCK! OH FUCK! FUCK FUCK!!! UHHHHHH! I'M COMING!!!!!” A tidal wave of pleasure hit me.



“OH MY GOD! I'M COMING SO HARD!!!” Father John came at the same time as me. His cock blew up like a volcano inside me, shooting hot cum deep within me. My whole body shook intensely as the feeling of his cum make my orgasm a thousand times better. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I began to get lightheaded and I could barely hold myself up. I couldn't hear anything and I just wanted it to last forever. Our loud screams of pleasure echoed off the church walls.



After the ride of ecstasy was over, I lifted off of his cock and gallons of cum poured out of me. I turned around and collapsed right on top of Father John. “Oh my God that was so fucking fantastic!”



“Yeah that was the best sex I've ever had!” The priest was out of breath and clearly exhausted.



“God I just want you to fuck me again!” I looked over at the priest but he was already passed out. I slept the best sleep of my life during that night.



I awoke in the morning to the sun hitting my face and the priest screaming. “Holy shit! Holy shit!”



“What's wrong?” I asked.



“Your mom is going to be worried sick about us. We have to get dressed and get home!”



I didn't even respond, I just gathered up my clothes which were strewn about the whole church. I got dressed and giggled with the priest at the absurdity of things. We got out of there just as people were walking up the steps to the church. They might have known what we did in there but I didn't really care.



Father John walked me to my car and I didn't want to say goodbye. “Can we do this again sometime?”



“I can't Cora. It's forbidden. Last night was definitely a mistake.”



My face turned into instant sadness at his response. “I see,” I said, hanging my head down low.



Father John, put his hand under my chin and lifted my head until I made eye contact with him. “God gave us temptation as a form of a test. Our goal is to resist them as much as we can. I'm sorry but...” Father John's gaze trailed down my neck to my cleavage. “Those tits of yours are absolutely irresistible. I just have to see you again.”



I smiled and we embraced. He squeezed both of my tits and gave me a long, passionate kiss. I couldn't wait until the next time I could feel that humongous cock inside me again. And someday maybe he could give me the child I always wanted.





Craving His Cream





The minute hand of the clock dragged on and on as it reached closer to 12 PM. Every second was a struggle. The teacher's voice was barely audible over the roar of the classroom. I sat at my desk and stared at the clock, willing it to go faster.



When the bell rang it was finally time.



Lunch time.



Getting through an entire day at school was torture. Each class was worse than the next. I'd rather have my eyeballs cut out than sit through another boring lecture. The only solace was lunch. An entire hour devoted to sitting around with friends and gossiping.



“Hey Jasmine, how was class?” Rhonda asked.



“Kill me,” I replied, throwing my backpack on the ground and sitting down at the lunch table.



“What's for lunch today, Amber?” I asked.



Amber tilted her lunch tray at me. “Meatloaf again.”



“Gross, I guess I'm skipping lunch again today.” I pulled out an emergency bag of chips and snacked on those.



“Did you guys see Sarah and that little skirt she was wearing today?” Amber asked.



I nodded my head. “What a slut. Just because prom is almost here doesn't mean you can act like a hooker to get a date.”