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Reaction Formation - 4 (MF, mc)
by Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)
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A man develops a program of mind control utilizing
the Freudian defense mechanism of Reaction Formation.
Various unexpected results are discovered.
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CHAPTER 5
Doug did not know what he had begun. His experiment with
the Freudian defense mechanism of reaction formation was
very successful. These experiments were also
significantly changing several people's lives. Doug did
not have much to loose. He was unemployed living on a
small pension with few real friends.
Of course, he now had association with Kathy, Bill, and
soon to be Father John and Sister Teresa. Whether or not
this was to their best interest it did not seem to
matter. What mattered to Doug was his experiment. Of
course, the fact that he was getting plenty of sex also
provided him with a lot of motivation. The one thing Doug
was missing though was the affect his program was having
on him. At the very least Doug was now finding he needed
a sexual release at least two times a day. In the past he
was quite content to masturbate once a month. Also, he
was now very much into domination.
Doug had just finished reviewing Kathy's latest journal
entries. Hers were now mostly routine accounts of her
masturbation. She continued to go without panties and at
times would manage some interesting masturbation
techniques accomplished in a public place. He saw that
Kathy continued to react sexually to any guilt impulse
and the sexual impulse continues to generate much guilt.
Bill's accounts were also about the same. Since he became
involved with Doug's program his libido had increased, as
had the others. He now masturbated at least two times per
day so his sauces were on the increased. He reported that
this made everyone happy including his daughter. He also
reported number of incidents where he saw his daughter
partially unclothed. He never mentioned this effecting
him but it seemed each time he had a good look at her
body he was ready to make some new sauce. Also, he
reported a new incident of allowing her to see him naked.
Father John continued to be confused. He decision to talk
to Sister Teresa was a disaster for both of them. His
problem was complicated that now he thought of both Kathy
and Sister Teresa when he masturbated and he was now
masturbating several times a day. At times he would even
fantasized Sister Teresa and Kathy together.
Sister Teresa pondered her newfound sexuality. Her orgasm
had a great effect upon her. Unlike the other though,
masturbating alone did not satisfy her. She knew she and
Father John would have to work on their problem together
for her to find the relief she needed.
Kathy was at the Church working on her program for the
teenager when Ann, an 18 female asked if she could talk
to her.
"Sure Angela, What can I do for you?" Kathy asked.
"Could we go somewhere and talk in private?" Angela
asked.
"Sure, let go over to Father Stewart's office. He is out
of town and I know he will not mind," Kathy said as they
walked over to his office.
"So what's up?" Kathy asked.
"I don't really know how to talk about this but it is my
father."
"Okay what about your father?" thinking it was some
simple disagreements. Ann was a senior in high school and
was soon to be leaving for college.
"I think he likes to see me naked," Ann almost whispered.
"Why would you think that?" Kathy said very surprised at
the subject. She knew Ann's father and liked him. He made
the best sauces with his various dishes he brought to
Church functions.
"It is just that he walks in on me all the time when I am
changing clothes and stuff," she explained.
"Has he ever touched you in a bad sort of way?" Kathy
asked fearing the answer.
"Oh no he has never done anything like that. It is just
he will walk in while I am in the shower and stand and
talk until I get out. I can tell he is looking at my body
and sometimes he will look right at my pussy," the girl
explained.
Kathy was not happy with her response to the word pussy.
It sent a charge through her own pussy. Suddenly this
story had taken on a new dimension.
Ann not knowing Kathy's internal reaction continued, "The
fact that he looks at me is not really what I'm worried
about."
"I don't' follow you," Kathy said trying to ignore her
pussy's tingle.
"The thing that bothers me is how much I like for him to
see me," Ann said with her head down in shame.
"Oh I see," Kathy said with a bit of hesitation because
for various reasons this story was having a dramatic
effect on her. Father Bob's face staring at her own pussy
came immediately to mind and this only served to further
intensify Kathy's swollen clit pressing against her pussy
lips.
"Do you purposely let him see you?" Kathy asked.
"Sometimes. Mom is at work a lot so I will come home and
take a shower. I often leave the door to the bathroom
open so it is easy for him to walk in. I think it is a
game we both play. Like the other day I walked out of the
shower with a towel. I walked into the kitchen for a
drink and he was standing at the counter. As I reached
into the refrigerator with my back to him I accidentally
dropped the towel but still got my drink. He came over
and picked the towel off the floor. His face could not
have been more than a foot from my butt and I could feel
his breath on my pussy lips," Ann said with a bit of a
sigh.
Kathy could not quite understand why this was affecting
her the way it was but it was having an effect. Of
course, at this time just about everything was having
effect. As Kathy pondered her own thinking Ann stood up.
"Am I disgusting or what. Wanting my own father to see
this." Angela was wearing a pair of gym shorts and pulled
them all the way down in disgust of herself. The small
patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair just above the pink
slit of her pussy lips were not lost on Kathy. She then
flopped onto the floor with her head in her hands crying.
Kathy looked up at Ann's outburst and saw her sitting on
the floor in front of her. Even though Angela's head was
lowered with tears flowing what caught Kathy's attention
was of the perfect view she had of Angela's young pussy.
The way Angela was sitting with her legs slightly parted
and her head resting on her knees gave Kathy an
unobstructed view of what Angela's father loved to see.
Kathy was discovering she was enjoying the sight much too
much.
Kathy quickly pulled herself together and sat down to
comfort Ann. Ann rested her head on Kathy's shoulder and
Kathy let her cry.
"It is okay to have sexual feelings. These are normal.
Sometimes it all gets to be a bit confusing but that is
also normal," Kathy told Angela.
"I just don't know," Angela said looking up at Kathy.
"You are a very attractive girl. I don't think it is
right for a father to look at his daughter in a sexual
way but you have a marvelous body. Look at you. You have
a very pretty face; your breasts are the perfect size.
Look at your legs nice and trim and firm. You butt is
perfect and that little slit between your legs is
something guys just can't get enough of. I guess your
father is one of those guys. Of course, he has not broken
any rules. He has not touched you in an inappropriate way
and that is a good sign. I guess though in looking at you
myself, I can understand why someone would want to see
you naked," Kathy explained trying to be supportive and
ignore her own feelings of desire.
"You mean you like to see me naked," Ann asked and stood
up.
Kathy looked up at Ann who was now standing directly in
front of her. Ann's pussy was no more than foot from
Kathy's face. Kathy could not help but stare at it and
Ann saw what Kathy where Kathy was looking.
"Do you like to look at my pussy, Kathy?" Ann asked
again.
"Ahhh," Kathy said hesitantly, "You have a very nice body
Ann." Kathy was becoming confused since she knew she was
caught. The more she looked away from Ann's pussy the
more she looked at it and noticed droplets of moister
forming on the pussy lips. She also noticed a slight
swelling of Ann's little pink pub.
"I said do you like looking at my pussy, Kathy?" Ann said
in a more demanding voice.
"Yes, yes, you have a very pretty pussy Ann. I can under
why your father would like seeing it," Kathy finally
replied feeling her own pussy quiver as she stared at Ann
pink lips.
"Well have a close look at it," Ann said. Ann was
suddenly feeling much better about herself and quite
excited as she moved forward so she was standing close
enough that Kathy could smell her pussy's aroma.
Upon a sudden impulse Kathy leaned slight forward and
began licking Ann's pussy. Angela was started but also
turned on. Ann forgot all about her father and began to
buckle toward Kathy's tongue as it probed into her hot
pussy, licking her swollen clit. Suddenly Ann moaned
loudly and a surge of liquid flowed out of pussy. Kathy
eagerly drank it up while she vigorously rubbed her own
pussy giving her body an exploding orgasm.
Kathy and Angela slid down on the floor and hugged each
other.
"It's okay to have sexual feelings. Just as long as you
keep it under control," Kathy said to Ann knowing that
she was well beyond any kind of control.
"You don't know how much better you have made me feel. I
feel normal again," Ann said knowing though that her
shows for her father would continue. She had not told
Kathy about her father's displays to her. She loved
seeing him naked and sometimes his cock would be hard.
Ann wondered how it would feel to hold it and what it
might taste like. She decided it was best not to mention
this, at least not now.
"It is Sister Teresa on the phone for you Father John,"
the receptionist said in another part of the Church.
Father John did not know what to say to the Sister after
their last meeting. They had not talked since then but he
had definitely been thinking about her. Her pulling up
her dress and showing him her pussy never left his mind
for very long. He had pulled his dick raw thinking about
her. It seemed every time he masturbated it felt better,
but damn it he was a priest. He was supposed to be
celibate.
"Father, we need to talk," Sister Teresa said in her
terse nun voice. She also had been thinking about the
incident. Her memory of both seeing, feeling, and even
tasting Father John's cum as he shot off all over her
stayed in her mind. However, she had been unable to
obtain any sexual release from these resulting feelings.
She had attempted masturbation numerous times but could
not obtain the orgasm she most desperately needed. She
felt trapped and knew only Father John's exhibitionism
would be stimulus enough to give her a release.
"I agree Sister," Father John replied.
"When can we meet?" she asked.
"How about today, this afternoon at 2:00."
"Ok, I will see you then," Sister Teresa said as she hung
up the phone.
Sister wondered how she should approach the matter. She
knew everything was messed up but her passion was in
charge. She wanted to see Father John masturbate again.
She did not want to have sex with him as much as to see
him have sex. She also wanted to eat his cum; the brief
taste of it had not left her. She was totally hung up on
the previous incident with him.
Sister Teresa had been a nun for a very long time and sex
was not part of her. She never remembered having an
orgasm until the other day. Even though she had attempted
masturbation numerous times it was a wasted effort. No,
she needed Father John's help.
Sister Mary decided to make some special preparation for
Father John's visit. She normally wore a full habit while
at the Church. Hers was a rather loose fitting garment
with a long skirt. The top buttoned to the collar. She
began by stripping down to her nude body. She looked at
herself in the mirror and thought, "Not too bad for an
old lady." She was only 42 and had a firm body that only
a few had ever seen.
She redressed with the habit with a few modifications.
She wore no undergarments. She left most of the middle
buttons of the blouse of the habit open. She was able to
keep it closed with a staple in the middle making the
loose garment looked fully secured. She then felt she was
ready for Father John. As she thought of him she felt her
pussy moisten but knew it would futile to try and achieve
an orgasm without his presence.
Father John was afraid of his meeting with Sister Teresa.
He masturbated a few minutes before he left in an attempt
to relieve some of his pressure. It did not work and as
he walked into her private office he felt his cock
rising.
"Hi Father," she said and smiled.
"Hi Sister, what are we going to do?" he said in
desperation.
"I don't know. Are you still having the same problem?"
"Yes and even worse," Father John said as he stood up.
His pants budged out in front and as he watched the
Sister stare his cock swelled up even more.
"Take it out," Sister Teresa said.
"What? You know what happened the last time," he said.
"Yes, I know what happened and I want to see your cock
again," she said.
He could not believe he was hearing this from Sister
Teresa but it was completely sapping his will. He needed
to show her his dick. As he sat there he flashed back to
an incident when he was younger. He was masturbating and
his mother caught him in the act.
"What are you doing John?" she asked.
"I don't know," he said holding his swollen dick in his
hand. The more embarrassed he became the harder his dick
became.
"You are masturbating, any fool can see that. Who taught
you to do that?" she asked expecting a quick answer.
"Just some of the guys at school." John was standing
before his mother totally naked. When he took his hand
off his cock it stuck straight out almost pointing
directly at his mom.
"I guess you like the way it feels when you shoot off?"
John was even more embarrassed talking to his good
Catholic mother about such things.
"I won't do it again. Can I go?"
"You and I both know you will do it again. So go and
finish and let me see how you do it," she said with a
weird smile on her face.
"I can't do that," John said in desperation.
"You can either do that or I will tell Sister Jane to
have a long talk with you," she said again smiling
knowing John's fear of the Sister.
"No, please not her. I will try to finish with you
watching." John gripped his dick and began to pump as his
mother sat in a chair.
"Come closer so I can see," she said.
He walked toward her.
"Come a little closer," she said almost whispering.
John was standing very close to his mother and he had
never had his dick so hard. It was hurting him and he
needed a release.
His mother moved her head downward and forward and was
looking directly at his cock. Suddenly without warning
she opened her mouth and began to suck on his cock. This
was much too much for him and John immediately began
shoot his cum down his own mother's throat. When he was
finished she did not look up at him but licked the
remainder of his cum off his now limp dick.
"We will never speak of this again. And I will never
catch you masturbating again. Do you understand?" His
mother said this in the voice he knew was very serious.
"Yes, I understand," he replied.
His mother walked out of the room and it was as if it had
never happened.
"Are you there, John?" Sister Teresa said bring Father
John back to the moment.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
"Well take you cock out of your pants," she demanded.
John complied and pulled his almost pulsating cock out of
his pants and stood before Sister Teresa.
"Close your eyes, John until I tell you to open them,"
she instructed.
He closed his eyes without question. Sister Teresa sat on
the cough and opened her blouse enough so both of her
breasts were visible. By now being unable to take eyes
off Father John's cock her nipples was rock hard. She
then raised her skirt and began rubbing her now neatly
trimmed pussy.
"Okay look at me John."
Father John opened his eyes to find Sister Teresa sitting
on the couch with her breasts hanging out and her legs
open revealing her fingers working on her wet pussy.
"Oh God, I can't take it," he said as he quickly began
pumping his hard cock. He moved over toward the Sister
knowing what she wanted. Sister Theresa took his cock
into her mouth and began to suck. It did not take long
for his dick to begin pumping out its load and Sister
Theresa found the release she needed in a very long and
totally satisfying orgasm.
CHAPTER 6
Doug Lewis was very pleased with himself. His theories on
using Freud's ideas of Reaction Formation as means to
gain control of others had worked much better than he
ever expected. The first involved the sexually repressed
Kathy. She continued to respond well keeping him informed
of her every move related to her awakened sex life. And
she had quite a sex life. He was totally enthralled with
her latest adventure with Ann. He could not believe the
fact that Ann was the daughter of Bill, his second
subject. Bill also kept Doug informed of his various
activities including his original semen sauce, a big hit
for his family meal time and at all his dinner parties.
Everyone wondered about the secret ingredient. Doug also
was very interested Bill's episodes of peeking at Ann's
more frequent displays of nudity and Bill was now putting
on a few shows of his own for her.
Kathy had been to two more confession with Father John
and each time she masturbated to orgasm during the
confession. Her confessions contained all true statements
but most of the information given was dictated by Doug
for affect. He purposely left out many pertinent details.
Now Doug had decided to find out what was happening on
the other side of the confessional. What was Father
John's thinking?
Doug knew and liked the young Father John. He noticed
lately Father John seemed a bit more anxious like
something was bothering him. And a few times Doug noticed
what might have been a bulged in the celibate priest's
pants. A few times he watched as Kathy and Father John
talked and the bulge in Father John's trousers always
seemed to appear during these conversations.
Doug decided to invite Father John over for a chat.
"Father John, I wonder if you might stop by the house one
day next week. There's a matter I want to discuss with
you," Doug said after a Sunday Mass.
"Sure Doug, how about tomorrow?" Father John liked Doug
and wanted to see him more involved in the Church. This
would be a good opportunity and it was not men causing
Father John's problems. Father John was having problems
with women and erections: Two particular women, Kathy and
her confessional orgasms; and Sister Teresa and their
mutual exhibition of their genitals. "Yes, talking to
Doug will be a good break for all these problems," Father
John mistakenly thought to himself.
Doug felt a priest would be a great subject for his
experiment. Who better to have the defense mechanism of
reaction formation than a celibate priest? Who better to
have sexual conflicts?
"Hi Father John," Doug said as he let the priest into his
home.
"Hi, Doug, how are you today?" Father said as he sat on
the sofa.
"I'm doing well. Can you give me just a minute?" Doug
asked.
"Sure, no hurry," Father replied.
"Listen to this new jazz group," Doug causally said as he
turned on the stereo and left the room
Father heard the strange sounds and wondered about Doug's
taste in music. As he listened the music began to have an
affect on him. His mind began to relax for the first time
in several days. He did not have an erection. He was
feeling rather good but in a strange sort of way. He felt
very peaceful. Doug's house felt very safe as the music
continued to sooth him into the right frame of mind.
Doug watched from the other room and as he saw Father
John's expression begin to relax knew that his strategy
was working. He waited for a good ten minutes before he
returned to the room.
"Father John are you okay?" he asked.
"Yes, I'm fine," Father John said in a dreamy sort of
voice.
"I would like to ask you some questions and I hope you
will tell me what I want to know."
"Yes I will answer your questions," the priest said.
"Tell me about Kathy?" Doug asked and noticed an
immediate change in Father John's rate of breathing.
"Kathy is a very nice person. What do you want to know?"
Father John said in the same dreamy voice that hinted at
some agitation.
"What affect does she have on you and why does she have
that affect?" Doug asked.
Father John felt his heart rate increased and felt his
breathing change. He wondered why he had to go back to
these problems from this nice safe place. But something
was pushing him and he felt he had to be totally honest
and direct for Doug. It was important that he tell
everything.
Doug was observing that Father John's reaction to his
program was different from the others. Father John was
more in a placid trance. He seemed robot like but he was
cooperating.
"Every time I am around Kathy or think of Kathy I get an
erection. The only way I can relieve this is by
masturbating. This began the first time Kathy confessed
to her new sexual cravings and she became so excited that
she masturbated during the confession. She keeps coming
to confession and each time masturbates while asking me
for forgiveness. Her behavior has awakened desires in me
I thought were long ago dead."
One part of Father John could not believe he was telling
Doug these secrets particular the scared nature of the
confessional. Another part of him felt really good at
getting this off his chest. Of course Father John had
quickly developed an erection and it was becoming rather
painful erection. Father John's was very obvious to Doug
as he looked at Father John's trousers poking out.
"What are you doing about this?" Doug continued to
inquire.
"I have gone to Sister Teresa for help."
"How did she react when you told her these things?"
"She was shocked but she said she would help me."
"What was she going to do?" Doug asked.
"She told me to masturbate. I did not think it was a good
idea but she said she wanted to learn about such things
and this was good opportunity. I begin to masturbate in
front of her but suddenly Sister Teresa pulled up her
dress and showed me her pussy. I could not help it and I
ejaculated all over her. Sister Teresa's watching me
caused her to have a sudden intense orgasm and now we are
both having sexual problems. Last time I met with her she
sucked my penis like my mother did and ate all my semen."
Father John looked relieved at having told Doug these
things.
"Wow," Doug thought to himself. "Talk about some sexual
conflicts." Doug knew he had found someone else to be in
his study. Doug also felt that budge in his own pants and
pulled out his cock.
"What do you think of this Father John?" Doug asked as he
stood before the priest.
Father John just looked at Doug's hard cock. "It is
nice," he said.
"How does your cock feel?" Doug asked.
"My penis, my cock is hurting. It is too hard," Father
John replied.
"Take it out and let me see it."
Father John reached down and unzipped his pants. He
reached in and pulled out an eight-inch cock that already
had pre-cum on it.
Doug was amazed and very excited. He had never had the
desire to suck a guy but suddenly the thought sounded
very interesting. Doug knelt down between Father John's
legs and examined his now very hard penis. Doug licked
the pre-cum off the tip and found the taste okay. He
licked the head like a lollypop.
"Oh, Mmmmm," Father John moaned still deep within his
trance.
"What the hell?" Doug decided. He proceeded to take
Father John's cock all the way into his mouth and began
to suck in earnest. He also reached inside his pants and
pulled out his balls. He could tell Father John was
close. Father John's cock began to twitch and the head
swelled. Suddenly a glob of cum hit the back of Doug's
throat almost gagging him. Then another and another so
Doug had to pull away allowing the cum to splash in his
face and in his hair. This was too much for Doug he also
began to cum all over Father John's sock and shoe. When
he was finished Father John's right sock was wet with
cum.
Doug slumped back on the carpet and looked at Father
John. "I've just sucked off a priest," Doug said to
himself. "What do you think Father John?" Doug asked.
Father John just sat there with a rather blank look but
had a smile on his lips.
Doug cleaned himself up but purposely left the cum on
Father John's sock. He wiped it off his shoe. "Let him
figure this out," Doug thought.
"Father John put your cock back in your pants," Doug
instructed.
Father John obeyed and zipped up his pants.
"Father John I want you to keep a journal about your
activities. I want you to report anything of a sexual
nature. Do not allow anyone to see this journal but me. I
will check with you to take a look at your journal. Do
you understand?" Doug said.
"Yes I understand," Father John replied still with a
slight smile almost a grin on his face.
"Also, the next time you hear Kathy's confession it will
have even a greater affect on you," Doug said to the
priest. "I want to know what happens."
"Yes, Doug I will let you know," Father John replied.
Doug went over and turned off the music and watched
Father John.
Father John's eyes began to loose their hazy look and he
looked somewhat confused.
"Well Father John I will consider what you have said and
let you know. I really appreciate your coming here and
discussing these things with me," Doug said.
Father John had no idea what Doug was talking about. "Oh
okay Doug," he muttered thinking I must be loosing it. As
he walked down the sidewalk to his car Father John was
very perplexed. He did not remember the conservation with
Doug but certainly felt like something had happened. He
felt it in his penis like he had just ejaculated. He also
had that soothing feeling that always accompanied his
masturbations. As he got into his car he noticed that his
sock was damp.
Doug spent the afternoon compiling his information. He
wondered about Sister Teresa and was planning on where
his next move would be.
The next day was time for another confessional session
with Kathy. Father John was going to make arrangement for
another priest to listen to Kathy but never followed
through with this. Today, he was very nervous about the
confession. He was feeling particularly horny today for
no apparent reason. He already had an erection as he
walked toward the confessional and used his notebook to
hide the budge under his robe.
Kathy arrived on time. She continued to feel very mixed
emotions about her confession. She was very ashamed that
she would desecrate such a holy thing but that very
desecration was what made it so good. Kathy held her head
down in shame as she entered the booth but her clit was
standing tall rubbing against her pussy lips as she
walked. Of course, she had worn no panties. This time she
did not even worn a bra but let her breasts bounce again
the fabric of her blouse. Her nipples were brown hard
buds poked through her blouse as she entered the
confessional.
"Father John, hear my confessions," Kathy said as she sat
down know Father John was just inches away. She could
feel her pussy juices beginning to flow even though she
knew it was wrong.
"My child, what are your sins," Father John began
shifting around to ease the pressure on his hard cock.
"I am now masturbating several times a day. Once while on
the bus a man saw me rubbing myself and I did not care,"
she said feeling a wave of sexual excitement flow over
her.
Father John listened to Kathy and his uncomfortable
position was even more so. Unknown to Kathy Father John
pulled up his robe so that his cock was free. As he
listened to Kathy he had his hand on cock and was being
moved into a sexual frenzy by her confession.
"Go on my child," he managed to say in a hoarse whisper.
"I was sitting in the park near my office on a bench that
faced away from the crowd. It was right in public but it
was somewhat hidden. I was eating lunch when my pussy
began to itch. I began to rub it and I got all excited. A
young man walked by and saw me with my hand under my
skirt. He stopped to watch. I could not help it but
pulled up my skirt and let him see my pussy. He could not
believe it. He stood there and watched while I rubbed
myself to an orgasm." Kathy was breathless and her hand
was working on her.
Father John was in a bad way. His cock was making him
think things he should not think. He kept remembering
Sister Teresa sucking his cock when the idea formed in
his mind.
"Kathy, you have been bad," he said quietly.
"Yes Father John, I know I am bad, I am rubbing myself
right now," she replied.
"For that you must pay penitence."
"Yes Father."
"You must drink of the holy fluid," Father John could not
believe he said this.
"How do I do that?" Kathy asked.
"I will show you," Father John said as he stood up. In
the confessional was a small window covered by a cloth so
you could hear but not see the other person. Father John
pulled this aside and stuck his hard cock through the
open.
"Suck this hold rod and do not miss a drop of its
contents," Father John instructed.
Kathy was shocked to see a hard penis come through the
cloth. She could not believe that this was happening. She
also could not believe her sexual desire could intensify
but it did as she took the holy cock into her mouth. She
quickly became totally immersed in sucking every drop of
fluid she could.
Father John almost immediately felt his balls contract
and his cock begin to twitch. He was amazed something
could feel so good. His balls erupted their rapture and
he felt Kathy drinking up his basic essence.
Kathy felt Father John's cock beginning to cum. She
sucked even hard like a baby to a nipple for life giving
milk. When he began to cum she choked but did not let a
drop of his semen escape. It felt that each shot cum
pumping into her mouth created the ecstasy of a religious
experience. She continued to lick his dick until every
drop was consumed and in her confused mine felt that she
had devoured scared juice that Father John represented.
Father John now emptied sat back. He could not believe
what had just transpired.
"Kathy?" he whispered.
"Yes, Father John, I feel so wonderful. Thank you so
much," Kathy said in true appreciation of this wonderful
experience. Even though on some level Kathy knew they was
treading on dangerous boundaries at this point she did
not care.
Kathy's sincere appreciation only made Father John feel
worse but then his body had never felt better. He knew he
wanted Kathy and he knew he was going to have her.
"Kathy your sins are forgiven," he said. He knew
everything was wrong but he could not help himself. He
felt lost in the passion.
Kathy left the confessional feeling wonderfully blessed.
However, at the same time Kathy had a nagging feeling of
self-doubt that she chose to ignore.
Father John left the confessional feeling like a failure
as a priest but as a man he felt totally fulfilled. As he
walked to his study he said to himself, "I have to write
all this down for Doug."
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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