A TRUE story in the sense that this really happened, however, it would not have done had I not deliberately gone out of my way to lead the priest on.
Catholicism is not about sin. It is about the removal of guilt. Twice a year (at least) we are encouraged to go to confession. Well, since the organist of my church and I have been fooling around I have gotten bolder and need more erotic things to really get me off, so I thought I would tell my priest about my sexual fantasies so I told him I was messing around with a married man. He asked "Has the relationship become physical?" I took a huge breath to steady my nerves before I said "We haven't fucked yet, Father, but we make each other cum just about every way there is. Sometimes I jack him and he fingers me, sometimes we suck each other off." My heart rate must have been uncountable! I was shaking, horny as all hell. The priest too took a couple of moments to steady his voice then said "And now, are you feeling horny now?" I leaned closer to that little grill/mesh thing and said "Father, my pussy is so wet and swollen. I just need to come all the time these days." Poor man. He tried so hard to tell me that abstaining is the best thing and to divert my attention to Christian works. He talked to me for nearly ten minutes and the whole time, I sat in the confessional with my panties around my ankles and leaning back masturbating while he talked. I had two orgasms before he gave me my penance and absolved me. I am getting more daring in other ways too. Chris told me there was much to learn before he would go the whole route with me. On the way home from church after choir practice, I told him to drive fast because I needed to pee real bad. Instead he slowed down until I knew that I was not going to make it. Instead he made me get out of the car in a car park and squat down and do it into my panties. I felt really exposed but also increadiby horny doing something so naughty as wetting myself. Then I got back into his car, still soaked and he pushed the chair back and sucked me to an orgasm through my wet panties. It was so erotic. I asked him if he would do something for me. I really wanted him to pee on me. We drove to a beach and a I lay on the sand with my skirt up and Chris peed on my panties right over my clit. I know one thing for damn sure, I will NEVER be a good girl again. (PS Since this event I have lost my cherry to him and it was the sweetest, unpainful thing in the world. We have also exlored anal sex which I really love. The next thing I want to try is girl girl.)
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