Tom was a priest who just moved to a new parish in the countryside. The church was smack in the middle of nowhere. Rolling hills and pastureland surrounded it. The priest tossed and turned as he struggled to fall into a slumber. His nights have been tormented with dreams of impure thoughts and desires. He chalked it up to the move from a parish in the hustle and bustle of a large city to the calm and quiet of his new country parish.
Tom’s nightly dream tormentor was an exceptional beauty. She had a tight, firm body with C-cup breasts, a thin waist, and a perfectly shaped ass. What bothered Tom was her red skin, bat-like wings, long fingernails, glowing eyes, and forked tail. Tom fought his primal desires each night. Each visit from this alluring creature broke Tom’s willpower a little more. It started with passionate rubbing, and as the nights passed, it became more feral and filled with desire and need.
Tom believed he drifted off to sleep, but in fact, he was bewitched. Tom lay on his back as this glorious she-devil mounted him and quickly started to rub his rapidly growing cock until it throbbed in her red-skinned hand. Each time she stroked, he could feel her nails dig into his engorged cock. Tom tried to protest, but every stroke from her skilled hand weakened his resolve. After a few minutes, her mouth and forked tongue replaced her hands. She slid Tom’s cock in and out of her mouth while she swirled her forked tongue around the head of his cock, savoring the precum from the tip. She sucked more of his cock into her throat, which elicited moans of pure pleasure from Tom.
It was not long before Tom felt the head of his engorged cock tapping at the entrance to her wet, throbbing cunt. In one swift motion, she dropped down, which buried Tom’s cock deep in this temptress’s tight, wet cunt. She rocked her hips and flapped her wings as his cock swelled and throbbed inside her. She started to bounce up and down on Tom’s hard, throbbing cock. He no longer fought this demon but embraced the forbidden entanglement. He held on to her hips as her perfect red C-cup tits with black, silver dollar-sized areolas bounced in front of him. The sounds of their flesh smacking echoed and reverberated through the rectory.
Tom said, “Why, God, have you forsaken me?”
The speed of the smacking flesh increased as they ground their hips into one another. Tom felt her cunt clench on his cock as his balls tightened, and he knew it was beyond the point of return. Tom’s thrusts now match her bouncing up and down. Tom exploded like a tree being struck by lightning, releasing his holy seed deep into her cunt. She started to shake and quiver as stream after stream of cum splashed and coated her womb.
She screamed, “That’s it, holy man, give it all to me. Your essence now belongs to me.”
Tom twitched and howled as he drained every last drop of his cum deep into her tight, quivering cunt. The demon-like creature lifted off Tom’s limp cock and vanished. Leaving his cock limp and coated in her juices.
Tom drifted off to slumber, questioning, “Was this a dream, or have I damned myself?”
Tom stirred the next morning to the sounds of nature floating in from the open window. He felt worn and tired, even though he had slept for hours. Tom conducted his priestly duties, but it was not until he was in the confessional that he felt a shift in his normal thought process. Martha, a full-figured housewife of the ripe age of 45, sat across from him in the confessional, describing her sins. Father Tom would normally be unfazed by what was shared with him.
Martha told Father Tom that she had been cheating on her husband with the neighbor. Normally, Father Tom would tell her not to love thy neighbor or something to that effect, but instead, he asked for more details.
Tom said, “Go on, my child, and describe to me what you do to each other.”
Martha was still stunning at 45. She was what would be described as thick or curvy. She had large DD tits, a large, round ass that was still prominent in her church attire, and thick thighs. She carried a few extra inches in her midsection from the delight of motherhood. She described how she had sucked her neighbor’s cock everywhere from her house to his house and even in the church parking lot.
Tom said, “Continue, my child.”
Martha described how she swirled her tongue around his big, bulbous cock head before allowing it to slide deep down her throat. Tom’s cock started to twitch in his pants. He continued to listen to her describe how she slid her lover’s thick cock in and out of her mouth. She gagged and drooled as his cock stretched her mouth and throat. Tom had now placed his hand in his pants and slowly rubbed his hard, thick cock.
Tom asked, “What else have you done?”
Martha played out a tale of random quickies across the small village landscape. She regaled Tom with details of how his cock stretched her needy MILF cunt like no other and caused her to have multiple orgasms each time. Tom stroked his cock harder and faster, fighting back moans. Martha described how her lover fucked her big, round ass while he played with her clit. Tom erupted, stream after warm sticky stream of cum in his pants and onto his hand.
Breathless, Father Tom gave Martha her pendants before she left the confessional. Tom couldn’t believe he had just defiled this holy place.
He thought, “What has come over me? I can’t seem to control my urges.”
Father Tom’s behavior did not end with Martha but continued with every soul that entered the confessional that day. Later that night, Tom prayed for forgiveness for his uncontrollable actions and for salvation from what he might do next. Tom prepared for bed and closed his eyes. His nightly dream tormentor returned to take his essence. She quickly mounted his already engorged cock. She bounced up and down on his cock while spreading her wings and moaning in pleasure. Her beautifully tight cunt squeezed and pulsated around his cock. She rode him harder and faster as she insisted he replay the events from the confessional out loud to her. Tom recounted the events as she felt his cock swell and grow inside her tight, wet cunt. He felt his balls start to tighten as she ground up and down his iron-hard shaft.
She said, “Next time, when you see Martha, insist she needs private one-on-one counseling.”
Tom couldn’t speak and just shook his head in compliance. His tormentor increased her speed, sliding up and down his cock. Tom’s cock now twitched as he teetered on the edge of eruption. He growled as cum let loose like an arrow on its way to the target. When the she-devil felt the first stream deep in her womb, she fell into an earth-shattering wave of orgasmic bliss. Her legs shook and quivered as she reveled in Tom’s release.
She screamed, “That’s it, holy man, give it all to me. Your essence now belongs to me.”
Once again, she disappeared quickly, leaving Tom spent and drained. He quickly drifted off to slumber. The next few days were much the same; Tom stroked his cock during confessional to the details of his congregation’s devious sins.
After mass, Father Tom pulled Martha to the side and said, “Your confession last week has me perplexed.”
Martha was shocked by his outright invasion of the holy seal of confession.
Tom said, “God wants me to counsel you in private.”
Martha, being so devout, didn’t even bat an eye at the idea. They made arrangements for Martha to come to his office on Tuesday for counseling.
Martha walked into Father Tom’s office wearing a summer dress that was low-cut in front, exposing an ample amount of cleavage. The yellow-flowered dress hugged her thick, curvy body perfectly. Father Tom and Martha discussed her extramarital affair. At some point, Father Tom convinced Martha that her body insecurities had led her down this path. He told her that God had instructed him to have her strip naked in front of him, as that was the only way for her to overcome the urges that pushed her into the affair.
Martha stood up and turned her back to Father Tom as she dropped her dress from her shoulders. It cascaded down her body, pooling around her ankles. Father Tom admired her smooth skin on her back, leading down to her red lace-panty-covered ass. It was round, full, and plump, the kind of ass that could hold a beverage on it. Father Tom’s cock twitched and started to swell in his pants as he ogled her ass. Martha hooked her fingers in the waist of red panties as she bent over and slid them down her thick, smooth thighs. Father Tom looked as his mouth salivated as the panties pulled away from her smooth, wet pussy lips. Martha left her panties on her dress before stepping out of the pool of clothes around her ankles. She turned to face Father Tom with her arms crossed across her large, round breasts in an attempt to keep some modesty and dignity.
Martha’s eyes said something different as she stood in front of Father Tom. He could see the desire and lust that radiated from her. Father Tom’s cock strained against his pants as he could feel the precum on the tip of his fully engorged cock.
Father Tom said, “Now tell me how you feel standing before God and me naked.”
Martha batted her eyes, licked her lips, and said, “Horny as fuck, Father. Please show me your cock.”
Martha glided across the room and knelt in front of Father Tom. She rubbed her hand along his thighs before she started to rub his cock through his pants. Martha was transfixed on the bulge in his pants as she bit down on her lip.
Father Tom said, “God wants you to show me what you do when you are unfaithful to your husband.”
Martha quickly ripped at his pants to free Father Tom’s cock from its confinement. Martha unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and looked on as his cock sprang free.
Martha said, “Oh my, Father, your cock is beautiful.”
She quickly slid her full, plump lips over the head of his cock before sliding it deep into the back of her throat, which caused her to gag and her eyes to water. Father Tom moaned as Martha showed him how well she could handle a cock. She bobbed up and down on his cock, allowing it to slide deep down her throat on every stroke. Martha worked his cock like a starved woman getting her first meal in weeks. She sucked harder and faster as her hand disappeared between her thighs to rub her clit. Father Tom felt her moans reverberate on his cock, which caused his balls to tighten, and he knew he was going to lose it very soon. Martha knew he was close as his cock swelled in her mouth, which caused her pussy to erupt her juices as she quaked in orgasmic bliss.
Without warning, Father Tom exploded stream after stream of cum into Martha’s mouth. She moaned and clenched her lips around his cock as she swallowed every last drop that he had blessed her with. Martha released his cock from her mouth and wiped her mouth with her hand.
Father Tom said, “How often do you commit the sin of adultery?”
Martha said, “I have these urges all day long, but I only act when I can get away from my husband.”
Father Tom told her to get dressed, and they would discuss these urges in the next session. Martha obeyed and seductively got dressed before leaving Father Tom’s office. Tom sat there, reliving what had just happened, before starting to drift off to sleep. It must have been hours when he was startled awake by his nightly tormentor. She stood before him with her tight, firm body with C-cup breasts, thin waist, and perfectly shaped ass. Her red skin glowed in the dimly lit office, and her bat-like wings were stretched out. She traced her long fingernails along her nipples as she moaned. Her eyes glowed, and her forked tail twitched.
She said, “Holy man, it’s time for you to please me. Kneel before me and lick my hot wet cunt.”
Tom dropped to his knees before this demon who had warped his mind. She placed one of her smooth red thighs on Tom’s shoulder, opening her dripping wet cunt for Tom. He quickly reached around and grabbed her ass before he slid his tongue along her folds. With each stroke, he pressed his tongue further between her pussy lips. He continued to lick the length of her slit until his tongue was deep enough to touch her swollen clit. Tom sucked her clit into his mouth as he squeezed harder on her ass.
Then the she-devil moaned as she placed her hands in Tom’s hair to guide his tongue to where she wanted it, but Tom would not release her clit. He continued to suck on her clit as he swirled his tongue in slow circular motions around it. She moaned and started to grind her hips against Tom’s face. Her moans grew louder as he continued his assault on her clit. When he felt her legs quiver, he slid one finger into her wet red cunt and one into her tight ass.
The she-devil erupted into moans and screams that could shatter glass. Tom continued to suck her clit and slid his fingers in unison in and out of her cunt and ass.
Her legs quaked and shook as she said, “That’s it, holy man, lap up my juices.”
Tom continued to suck harder on her clit until she exploded and soaked his face in her demon pussy juices. Tom stopped sucking on her clit and attempted to lick up every drop of juices flowing forth from her pussy. She moaned and cursed as she trembled as Tom skillfully pleasured the she-devil. She pushed Tom back with her foot, causing him to end up flat on his back. Tom’s cock stood straight up and throbbed as she approached him. She mounted him, but this time she only allowed the tip of his throbbing cock inside her drenched cunt.
She slid up and down, only allowing the tip of Tom’s cock to penetrate her. The raw desire and sensation had Tom on the verge of exploding. His cock twitched and swelled as she continued her short strokes. She moaned and screamed, maintaining her pace and penetration depth. She knew he was getting close, so she clenched harder around Tom’s cock.
She screamed, “That’s it, holy man, give it all to me. Your essence belongs to me.”
Right as Tom’s balls tightened, the she-devil plunged all the way down his cock until he struck her cervix. They both screamed in pleasure and exploded at the same time in erotic bliss. Tom’s cum shots deep inside her, coating her insides. She clenched around Tom’s cock as her juices let loose, coating Tom’s throbbing member. She continued to grind as their combined juices leaked from her swollen, puffy cunt. The she-devil, like always, quickly disappeared, leaving Tom drained and tired.
Tom drifted off to sleep, but her voice echoed in his ear. It kept repeating the same phrase. “Tomorrow you will bring Martha to me.”
