The Priest

Ava

I put on my heels and picked up my purse before making my way out of my house.

I check the time and I smile to myself, happy that my plan is still on track. It's just 7:15 pm, he's still going to be there.

"Okay, Ava you can do this," I whisper to myself. I've gotten this far I can't give up now.

I release a loud sigh as I raise my head to look at the long big doors I'm standing in front of.

The streets are empty, only two or three people hanging around and they look like they're about to leave any moment from now.

That's one thing about here.

I make my way inside and I try to focus on the sound of my heels against the church floor as I make my way to the confessional.

I have no idea if he's the one sitting on the other side of the booth, but I hope he is.

I get in and take a seat.

"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. This is my first confession in a long time," I whisper.

There was a mild pause from the other end and I almost panicked. "What are your sins, child?"

Oh my God!....

"I've been having thoughts about a man I know," I say softly.

"What kind of thoughts?" Matteo asks. His voice is so calm and collected I can't even tell if whatever I am going to say will have an effect.

I hope it does.

I came here risking everything, all because I want this man.

Priest or not, I'm not backing down now.

"Child?" Matteo calls out

"Yes, father?" Daddy

"What kind of thoughts?" He asks again

"Unholy thoughts, father" I pause "I've been thinking about having pre-marital sex with him, father. I've thought about him touching me, kissing me. And every time these thoughts made me wet." I didn't care if this was inappropriate for a confession "Sometimes I use household tools phallic in shape" I paused when I heard a groan but it was quickly masked off with a cough "I had sex with someone else last night but all I could see and think about was him, Father" I look up to the ceiling of the confessional praying silently that this did the trick.

I scoff mentally, at the irony. I'm here because I want to fuck a priest of his and I'm praying to him to let it work out.

The entire thing almost makes me want to laugh out-

"Come out," Matteo is standing in front of my booth with the door wide open.

"What?" I ask confused. I thought they were supposed to listen and then pray for you no matter how extreme the confession got, or did I get this all wrong?

He calls out again interrupting my thoughts "Come out of the booth Ava" he calls out, his voice still calm.

I get up and make my way to the door defeatedly. At least I tried, it's the thought that counts.

I almost laugh at my joke again. "Look, I understand if that entire thing made you-"

He cut me off "Is it me?" I'm standing in front of him now and this man is a giant I tell you.

"What?" I raise a brow in confusion

"Am I the one you're fantasizing about?" He asks

"Um, well in my defense I said thinking-" he looked at me with a stern face "Yes you're the one" I rushed out dropping my face to the ground in embarrassment.

"God!" He runs his hand roughly across his face and hair before placing it on his forehead.

"Look, I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable, thinking about it now I realize I did something really stupid" That's a lie "You're a priest and-"

"You're damn right about it being stupid!" He makes his way towards me slowly and I feel my back hitting the door of the confessional "But tell me why I keep imagining you pleasuring yourself to me? Or why I desperately want to kiss you right now," he whispers gently against my face as he places his hand on my cheek.

"Then do it" My voice sounds more like breathing at this point instead of clear sounds.

"God, Ava! A vow of eight years and you manage to destroy it in minutes" As if something triggered his thinking he dropped his hand from my face and stepped away "I.. I can't do this. God, what have I done?" He mutters the last part under his breath, but I heard.

I feel so embarrassed right now but I mask it "I understand, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable with my confession"

He scoffs loudly, his back still to me "Yeah, you think?" Sarcasm? I have no idea what to even qualify it as.

"Yeah, I know I said a lot of things that may make you feel uncomfortable I realize that now"

"Oh, really?" He's pretending "Like what part, pray tell?" I know he didn't ask that question for me to answer

But I suddenly feel this boost of courage, with no idea where it's coming from and what made me say it. "I dunno, maybe like the part I said I fucked someone else and thought of-

"Fuck it!" Matteo groans before making his way to me, wrapping his hand around my neck and joining our lips together.

I moan softly into his mouth, God he tastes so good.

"I can't hold back anymore, I can't keep pretending like I don't want you. Like my cock doesn't hurt to be inside you every time you part those luscious lips and I hear your voice. You sound like my own special brew of seduction" he kisses me again and all I can focus on is the wetness forming between my legs as his hands roam my body.

"Matteo" I moan

His hands move fast around my body, I assist him by letting down the straps of my gown, I watch how he takes a small step back and watches with rapt attention the way my breasts spill out of the dress.

"God I can watch that all day long" he licks his lips and comes forward. His hand wraps around one of my breasts and I moan when I feel him play with the hard nipple. He lifts me and leads me to the table right in front of the altar. He places my legs on it spreading me perfectly in front of him.

God, I'm sorry.

He goes on his knees, his face directly in front of my wetness "Jesus, You're so fucking wet! You're glistening even under such small light" his finger runs up and down my slit gathering the wetness "Fuck! I can't wait to bury my cock inside you." He growls loudly

"Please do it now," I beg him.

"Patient, child. I have so much planned for you," he says with a smirk and walks away towards a shelf that has different sorts of bottles arranged on it. His hands skim through all of them till it finally settles on a particular one at the back. He brings it out and walks back to me.

"What's that?" I ask him

"Anointed oil," Matteo says it so easily as if he's not a priest that's about to fuck me with his fingers and his church's anointed oil.

"What's it for?" I ask again

Ava, you can be dumb but not that dumb.

He chuckled "I'm going to fuck you with it, Ava." He opens the bottle and places it on the table beside me. He pours an amount of the oil into his palm before fisting his hand and letting it dribble between my breasts and on my nipple.

I inhale harshly as the cold droplets of the oil on my skin cause me to shudder. The sweet scent of the oil makes its way into my nose.

It smelled like lavender, or was it vanilla or maybe both?

I wanted to ask why an anointing oil smelled so nice but I thought about it and changed my mind.

Matteo goes down on his knees and darts his tongue out, licking my opening slowly. I'm about to protest when I feel him put his finger into me and start thrusting. He massages my clit with his thumb while thrusting his finger into me.

"God, Matteo. It feels so good, I want more, please." My lips are parted and my breathing is uneven.

"I can't fucking believe how long I've denied myself such ecstasy." he takes his finger out and replaces it with his tongue, thrusting it in and out of me at a rhythmic pace.

He removes his tongue, licking his lips he puts two fingers in me "Oh my God!" I exclaim

I see him smirk "Shhh, he's not the one doing this now, is he?" He teases

I close my mouth and shake my head, no.

"Good. Now focus on how good I'm making you feel. Focus on how I'm going to make this cunt cum in my mouth at the feet of your Saviour." He adds a third finger eliciting a loud moan from me due to the unexpected intrusion.

"Matteo, Please I'm gonna cum!" My hips buck "Oh my God! I need to fucking cum please!" I yell out begging him.

I don't even care if my voice echoes and the houses on each street hear it outside, I need this orgasm.

"That's it! Cum for me baby, drench my fingers with those juices!"

With his command and a few more thrusts, my body shudders and I cum all over his fingers.

He stands to his feet and licks his fingers before wrapping his hand around my throat to raise my head. He kisses me with so much intensity moving his tongue in my mouth making sure I could taste myself.

"You taste divine," he looks at my lips. "Get on your knees."

I do as he says and kneel in front of him. My face is directly in front of his bulge.

God, it looks huge.

I undo his pants and pull them down so he can step out of them, his boxers follow after.

I was right, his cock is fucking huge!

I look up at him to find him smirking at me as if he knows what I am thinking.

Wow!

And he was ready to keep this away because of a vow?!

"Ava?" he calls out snapping me out of my thoughts

"Yes?" I answer

"Stop thinking about my cock and suck it," Matteo commands.

I lick the head once, twice coating it with spit before licking his entire length coating all of him with my spit, and I continue stroking.

He was already very hard, his arousal thick and dripping with pre-cum. He let me set the pace as I slowly took him down my throat, but he was so big I had to pause every few seconds to adjust.

Eventually, however, I took him to the hilt and stayed there for a minute with my lips stretched wide against the base of his shaft.I hummed with pride before I started moving. Slowly at first, then faster as I got more comfortable with his size and the angle.

Matteo let out a low curse and tangled his hands in my hair when I settled into a rhythm, licking and sucking until his muscles tightened beneath my touch. I flattened my tongue and ran it along the underside of his cock as I withdrew, then gently sucked the head and slid him down my throat again.

His grip tightened on my hair.

"Fuck, Ava." Matteo's tortured groan sent another arrow of lust to my core. "That feels so fucking good, sweetheart."I moaned with satisfaction and redoubled my efforts. Drool leaked from the corners of my stuffed mouth and dripped down my chin, but I didn't stop.

The blowjob was for him, but every groan and slide of his heat against my tongue pulsed between my legs like it was for me.I loved knowing that I could turn him on like this. That I could give and take pleasure at will.

He groans and wraps my hair around his fists tightly "Relax your throat for me, love" Matteo mutters.

I do as he says "God! I'm going to have a filled time fucking this mouth sore" he grunts before he starts thrusting his length in my mouth. "I knew you could take it. Every inch, just like that." His praise washed over me as I gagged around the base of his cock. "Good girl."

I remove his cock from my mouth with a pop and a wet trail of saliva down my chin, but my hands are wrapped around him stroking him. I try to control my breathing as I keep stroking him. I replace my hands with my mouth and start sucking him off again while I play with his balls

"Fuck, just like that baby, play with these balls" he groans "Fucking hell! Get up on the table I need to fuck you." He pulls out of my mouth and lifts me to my feet before placing me on the table.

I spread my legs and throw my head back and that's when I notice the huge cross of Jesus nailed, almost directly above us.

We're going to hell.

"Christ, look at your cunt! I want to know what it feels like to have you wrapped around me, to have you begging me for your release"

"Do it" I say but it comes out more like a plea.

"Oh, I will... I will" he palms my breasts and squeezes my nipples roughly making me moan. He runs his hand across my pussy slowly before slapping it hard.

"Fuck!" I try to close my legs but he forces my thighs apart

"Keep them apart! Don't you dare close them, Ava?" Matteo holds his cock in his hand and strokes it slowly before running it up and down my slit, then stops. I see him reach for the bottle of oil and watch as he opens it and pours it from my stomach and it trails down to my pussy.

I look at him to see him watching the entire thing play out like his favorite show with so much interest.

He rubs the oil all over me making sure to spread it more on my pussy.

My eyes are on him and I gasp loudly when I feel him moving inside me "Oh my God you're big!" I rush out

He groans loudly "Be patient, love I'm almost completely in" I don't miss the cockiness in his tone. I look down between us... and he's Indeed right. But I refrain from saying anything not to boost his ego more.

I wrap my legs around his waist to pull him closer "Please, I want all of it."

He pulls out of me before pushing his cock deep inside with one long, hard thrust "Oh, Fuck!" I could feel my walls being stretched.

Matteo pounded me savagely, with sharp, brutal thrusts that scrambled my thoughts into nothing.There was no trace of the refined priest. No priest clothes, no polite charm, only his cock filling me up and his hand around my throat while he fucked me like an animal.

God, I felt so full.

"Oh, Fuck, Ava. You're so fucking tight baby." His thrusts are slow and teasing

"Harder please, Matteo Stop teasing me"

He grabs my breasts with both hands and his thrust becomes faster and harder.

"Fucking hell! I love how you feel around me. Can you feel that? Can you feel me stretching the walls of your tight cunt? His hands are still on my tits as he pounds into me relentlessly.

He shifted his position, raised my legs, and held them together in his hands. Matteo pulls out, almost every inch out of me before slamming back into me in a split second.

"Oh fuck! Yes, just like that don't stop, yes oh, God!" I hold on to his shirt as his thrusts become harder. His length stretched my inner muscles in a tight burn as I sat on the edge trying to take him deeper.

Harsh breaths and needy whimpers mingled with the slap of flesh against flesh and the wet, slick sounds of his cock drilling into me.

He wraps his hand around my throat and slaps my tits hard "Eight fucking years of a celibacy vow and you manage to end it in minutes. You're such a slut!" He slaps my tits again "Is this it, huh? Is this how you imagined me fucking you when you were pleasuring yourself? Fucking yourself with the end of a knife imagining it was my cock" he places his hands on my shoulders and begins to thrust fervently "You like sticking objects in your tight slutty cunt? You like fucking yourself to thoughts of me" he chuckles "Such a naughty girl aren't you, Ava?"

My eyes are blurred with tears from pleasure, my throat is extremely sore from screaming so my mouth is just open as Matteo fucks me like he hates me with so much passion.

My legs can't stop shaking and I'm sure my tits are pretty sensitive but even with all this I don't want him to stop.

"Eyes on me, love. Look at what you do to me, Ava"

"I'm gonna cum!" I yell

"Don't you dare fucking cum" He spreads my legs apart before pulling out of me completely. He replaces it with his fingers and starts to fuck me with them, drawing me closer to my orgasm as if daring me to cum after he said I couldn't.

"Why'd you stop?" I beg with tears falling down my face

He ignores my question "Do you trust me?"

"No" I answer angrily. if it's the truth I dunno, but I said it.

"Good. But you know I'd never do Anything to hurt you.... intentionally"

"Don't tell me I lost an orgasm just to have a heart-to-heart with you" I retort

He holds my face from my cheek pressing both sides in "Answer me, Ava"

"Yes, I know!"

"Good girl." He moves away from the table where I'm sitting. I see him coming back with something in his hand.

Oh my God!

A crucifix.

"Can I fuck you with it?" He asks

I mean I've used the handle of a knife to fuck myself before, and the crucifix is a small size, it's not even up to half of him.

I'm curious to know what it would feel like. I want to know how it will feel moving inside me "Yes"

We're certainly going to hell now.

He kisses me and rubs my clit slowly before removing his hands and I watch him bring the crucifix to my opening before putting it into me slowly. I'm so wet it slides in with ease.

I can feel it rubbing against my walls.

He begins to rub my clit as he moves faster with the crucifix inside of me.

"You're going to cum on it okay? Drench it with your cum before I fuck you again, am I clear?

"Yes, Daddy," his eyes raise to mine.

"Fuck don't tease me like that, Ava. Cum for me" he commands as he rubs my clit and continues to fuck me with the crucifix, to make me cum.

"Oh fuck yes! Right there" his movement becomes faster and harder "Ohhh fuck! Oh God yes!" I scream as I cum hard all over the crucifix.

My labored breath is all I can focus on. I watch Matteo remove the crucifix, I briefly see it glistening under the light.

"Open your mouth" He commands. I do as he says and he puts it in my mouth making me suck on it and licking it clean.

"My turn" Matteo lifts me off the table to my feet and turns me around.

He lands a slap on my ass and I moan softly a the feeling of sweet pain.

He lifts my leg unto the table before he aligns himself with my pussy and slams into me.

"Mmhm yes Daddy, just like that I love how you pound my pussy"

"Fucking hell!" He fists my hair and pulls my head to the back. "Take all of it, take all this fucking dick baby"

He continues to pound into me with speed his hands gripping my waist as he slams into me continuously. "Is this what you want? Is this what makes your slutty pussy cum?" He growls, digging into my waist with his fingers. It's hard enough to leave a mark but not enough to draw blood.

"Y-yes" I answered loudly. Another orgasm is building up and I'm pretty sure my pussy Is too sensitive have another

"I'm almost there baby. God your pussy feels so fucking good!" He smacks my ass "Cum for me, Ava. One more time"

His hand between my thighs plays with my clit "Oh my God! I-I can't... It's too much, Matteo" I lost the rest of my sentence to another wave of pleasure when he reached around to stroke my clit.

I turn to look at him "Cum" he demands he spreads my ass cheeks as he inhales deeply and watches the way he's moving inside me.

"Look at that, that's it cream all over daddy's dick, whore" he grabs my tits playing with them "Look at that" he groans loudly

My body quakes all over as I slowly come down from my high.

"Fuck, get on your knees! Get on your knees. I'm gonna cum"

I kneel in front of him and join my tits together under his cock.

"Fuck look at that! I'm so fucking close baby, hold those fucking tits up for me, just like that" he strokes faster, looks up, and looks back down again.

"Oh God, Ava! Yes, baby fuckkk! He growls as ropes of his hot load fall all over my tits. His body jerks as he strokes his cock again a few more times.

"Jesus, You look fucking perfect just like that"

"Thank you, Father" I run my fingers along his cum spreading it all over my tits and nipples.

"Come here" he lifts me to him and kisses me roughly "God, I've been wanting to do that for eight years"

I smile at him "Well, you just did"

He kisses my lips quickly "We've got to go. Tomorrow's church and I've got to prepare"

What?!

My stomach churns "Prepare? You're coming back?" I can't hide my rising anger

"I have to, how else am I going to tell them I quit." he smiles at me before kissing my forehead lightly.

I smile widely at him I'm very sure with my smeared make-up it looked awkward but I don't care.

He steps closer and puts his mouth close to my ear "Besides we can't let the whole cathedral know I fucked you with their crucifix and anointing oil right under the cross of the Lord our savior right, Ava?"

"No, Father Matteo, we cant"

"Good girl. Go home I don't want you walking home late your place is far, I'll lock up"

I scoffed "You live right next door to me, dumbass."

He chuckles at my stubbornness "God, I'll have so much fun, making up for eight years"