"It has been a week since I was here last, and since my last visit, I have thought of you often, touching myself, feeling the wetness ooze out beneath my fingertips. I have certainly sinned, but nowhere near as much as I want to, Father." It was a very deliberate, planned seduction. For years now, my husband and I had been challenging each other, and each c...
*** The door quickly swung open, and Lynne's mother stood in the doorway. She looked as though she'd seen a ghost. "My Goodness! Lynne!" cried her mother, and she pushed the door open and stepped outside on the step and squeezed Lynne tight in her arms. Lynne was surprised at the quick burst of affection, but her mother had always been so much more of a...
"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession" It had been many years since Tony Torrello had heard these words. Many years since he had spoken them himself. Had he actually been a real priest, he would have heard them often, but Tony was far from a man of the cloth. Only two days before, he had taken his leave from B...
The following is a fantasy. Any resemblance to actual people or events is a coincidence. I strode up to the non-descript door and punched in the key code. As soon as the door opened, music boomed out and I saw the smiling face of my friend Eva sitting behind a folding table. "Xavier! You made it! Love the suit - are you an angel tonight? Or perhaps the dev...
The phone rang: Father McNamara had just finished hearing his final confession and hoped this intrusion wasn't going to delay his meditations. "Alright." he sighed, removing his chasuble. "Give me a moment or two." His first parish was a small community, about a thousand souls all told, and he was keenly aware of his naivety in dealing with the outside wo...
He tossed and turned in his bed, desperately trying to rid his mind of the stunning images that had plagued him since that afternoon. That young woman kneeling so obediently as the altar and crossing herself with an innocence belied by her attire... her presence had called him from the rectory as certainly as the loyal bells ever had. Even a young priest suc...
Part 1 Maria looked at her mother who was quietly snoring in her seat next to her. Maria looked at the few others in pews around her, half or more were asleep or day dreaming. The others just quietly prayed to themselves, not even paying attention to the sermon. If the father bothered to look around he would know he was being ignored. But his gaze was on th...
Tenth Installment in the "Latina" Series of Erotic Tales Bless me, father, for I have sinned. It has been 20 years since my last confession." "And that is the sin you wish to confess?" "No," Latina laughed, "Don't be silly, father. I just have two things to confess." "Only two in 20 years? I'm impressed. You must be practically a saint." "Well, I don't...
Today, Beth found herself walking to that old church her mother used to take her to many years ago. After such a lustful previous day, Beth was beginning to feel the effects of social and religious guilt. She did not attend church as often as god might like - and certainly not as often as her mother had when she was living. The old church was situated in a...
"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was a year ago." I crossed myself and knelt closer to the confessional. "And in that time, I have lied, I have disobeyed God, and I have indulged in lust." "Lust of what kind, my child?" I smiled a wicked grin, still uncomfortable at telling a priest what I did in bed. "I... I had sex, father. Not wi...