August 4, 2025 • 22 mins
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Beth's life in the small, provincial town is quiet and unassuming—a stark contrast to the storm raging within her mind. Plagued by vivid erotic thoughts and flashbacks of a life she doesn't remember, Beth feels like a stranger in her own skin. Each day, the intensity of these strange memories increases, leaving her desperate for answers and terrified of what they might reveal.In her quest for clarity, Beth turns to the local church, hoping to find solace and perhaps a divine explanation.
But what she discovers is far from the peace she seeks.Within the walls of the old, gothic church, Beth encounters a priest with a mysterious past and a gaze that seems to pierce through her very soul. Drawn to him by an inexplicable force, Beth finds her erotic fantasies taking on a darker, more sinister tone. His presence stirs something deep within her, awakening desires she never knew existed.
As she spirals deeper into this seductive abyss, Beth begins to question whether she's possessed by a demon or if something far more human—and far more dangerous—is at play. The line between good and evil blurs as her cravings grow stronger, and she becomes entangled in a web of lust, power, and forbidden secrets.In the shadowy corners of the church, Beth's past starts to unravel, revealing truths that shake the very foundation of her being.
Each revelation brings new questions and deeper longings, pulling her further away from the life she once knew and closer to a dark awakening she can't resist.Will Beth find the answers she seeks, or will she be consumed by the tantalizing darkness that beckons her? "Dark Whispers" is a tale of erotic awakening and forbidden desires, where every touch, every whisper, takes you deeper into a world of unrelenting pleasure and uncharted danger.
Dive into Beth's world and explore the tantalizing mystery of her past—a past that threatens to consume her very soul.
Beth's life in the small, provincial town is quiet and unassuming—a stark contrast to the storm raging within her mind. Plagued by vivid erotic thoughts and flashbacks of a life she doesn't remember, Beth feels like a stranger in her own skin. Each day, the intensity of these strange memories increases, leaving her desperate for answers and terrified of what they might reveal.In her quest for clarity, Beth turns to the local church, hoping to find solace and perhaps a divine explanation.
But what she discovers is far from the peace she seeks.Within the walls of the old, gothic church, Beth encounters a priest with a mysterious past and a gaze that seems to pierce through her very soul. Drawn to him by an inexplicable force, Beth finds her erotic fantasies taking on a darker, more sinister tone. His presence stirs something deep within her, awakening desires she never knew existed.
As she spirals deeper into this seductive abyss, Beth begins to question whether she's possessed by a demon or if something far more human—and far more dangerous—is at play. The line between good and evil blurs as her cravings grow stronger, and she becomes entangled in a web of lust, power, and forbidden secrets.In the shadowy corners of the church, Beth's past starts to unravel, revealing truths that shake the very foundation of her being.
Each revelation brings new questions and deeper longings, pulling her further away from the life she once knew and closer to a dark awakening she can't resist.Will Beth find the answers she seeks, or will she be consumed by the tantalizing darkness that beckons her? "Dark Whispers" is a tale of erotic awakening and forbidden desires, where every touch, every whisper, takes you deeper into a world of unrelenting pleasure and uncharted danger.
Dive into Beth's world and explore the tantalizing mystery of her past—a past that threatens to consume her very soul.
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Speaker 1 (00:08):
Hi, it's Devlin. I want to take a moment before
today's story to share something extremely important. Please don't skip
this notice. It's just too important to ignore. As you
may already know, recently, several adult podcasts just like Central
Awakenings have been suddenly removed from major platforms. These weren't
(00:33):
taken down by the creators. They were taken down by
the platforms themselves, removing the podcast without notice. We have
seen this before, when YouTube removed my video channel, when
SoundCloud removed my audio channel. There was no notice, no warning.
(00:54):
They were just closed down overnight, leaving thousands of listeners frustrated.
It is part of an ongoing assault by the powers
that be to censor anything they deem unsuitable for you
to enjoy. So to make sure you never miss an episode,
the only way I can guarantee you'll always have access
(01:17):
to your favorite stories is by downloading the Central Awakenings app.
It's safe, private, nonsensored, and completely commercial free, just the
way stories for consenting grown ups are meant to be.
It doesn't matter if you are on an Android or
an Apple phone. You can just go ahead and follow
(01:39):
the link in this episode's notes or visit me at
wild in Bed dot com and follow the links there
to download the app. Thank you for listening and thank
you for staying with me. So for now, just lay
back and enjoy tonight's story. Ah, it's Devlin and welcome
(02:06):
to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for
salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger licking good fantasies. Wow,
Tonight's little story is actually based on a true story.
It is well loosely based. Some of this happened. Some
(02:29):
of this happened for real. I always think they're better
when they're based on real stories, don't you. So you
can enjoy this podcast laying on your bed and you
just put your earbuds and close your eyes, loosen any clothing,
and surrender to the pleasure of my voice caressing over
(02:50):
and inside you. And when you're ready to surrender to
the most sensuous pleasures, just go ahead and take a
deep breath and hold it for a moment and then
release it with a sigh, letting go of any tension,
any stress. For the next thirty minutes or so, it's
(03:11):
just you in my voice. This is your time, your
time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction. Your time
to release that in a woman, as you listen to
my voice and fill the story moving through your body
(03:31):
as you enjoy tonight's show. She ran through the market,
her heart pounding so hard it echoed in her ears,
her lungs burning as they pressed against her ribs. Gasping,
she turned to see if she had escaped. For folk's sake,
she gasped as she sees the strange woman still there,
(03:54):
not one hundred feet behind her. That woman's not even running.
How the fuck is she keeping up with her? Turning
to start again, straight into a woman with silver hair.
Grabbing her by her shoulders, she pleads, help me, please.
That woman is chasing me. She's trying to kill me.
Her panic is reflected in the woman's eyes as she
(04:16):
points toward her pursuer, the cough junkie. The woman snarls
there's no one there, before pushing her away, aggressively, gasping,
her legs burning through the exertion, fear pushing her on,
motivating her. Who the hell is this woman? What have
(04:37):
I done to her? The thoughts echoing in her mind.
With a veil of panic covering her, she finds it
impossible to think clearly to remember anything. Is this all
just a bad dream? I'm going to wake him from
any moment. Pushing forward between the market stools, out leaving
the market behind her, a vision of a church appears,
(04:59):
injecting my which I needed, hope into her heart, a
possible sanctuary. Whoever this demon of a woman is, she
can't follow me into a church right, Drawing desperately on
her last reserves of energy, every movement of her legs
agony as she runs through the gates, barely noticing the
(05:20):
Saint Joseph's sign that she stumbled towards the white doors.
Glancing over her shoulder, the woman is still there, but
seems to be hesitating at the church gate. Maybe she
really can't come into church land. Banging on the door
as her body collapses against it for support, Gasping frantically,
(05:41):
the door swings open as she falls inside, her body
finally submitting to the tall man she has experienced. Her
mind becomes shrouded in darkness and brief moments of confused
consciousness plague with vague sensations of a voice, a man's
soothing voice, the sensation of being carried, the feeling of
(06:04):
resting on a soft bed, the perspiration on her brow
being wiped away with cold water, strong arms holding her,
strange words echoing through her mind, the welcome caress of
cold water on her lips. It might have been ours,
it might have been days before. The fall on sort
(06:26):
of consciousness cascaded through her body, the panic returning with
a jolt, filling her so completely that she sat bolt
upright on the bed, her eyes frantically dancing around the
room to get a sense of where she was, the
strange walls adorned with religious pictures with crosses. Suddenly feeling safe,
(06:50):
she collapsed back on the bed, her mind slowly recovering
had it been a dream? The door in the corner
of the room glided open silently, a man walking in,
obviously trying to remain quiet and not disturb anybody. Seeing
her sat up in the bed, he said, oh, you're awake,
(07:16):
an easy smiled, gently moving across his lips. I was
a bit worried about you for a while. Walking over
to the bed, Ignoring her shocked looked, he says, well,
let's give you the once over now you're awake, his
strong hand cradling her face as his thumb firmly draws
(07:36):
her lower eight lid down. A flash of an image
a memory shoots her mind, rough hands over her breast,
pinching her nipples painfully, an electrofine bliss remaining. As those
hands release her throbbing nipples. She moans involuntarily as a
warmth grows between her thighs. A familiar yet strange desire
(07:58):
burning through her hands moved down the back of her neck,
pressing firmly along her muscles and shoulders, grows loudly as
another image sparks in her mind, hands pulling tight on
her hair, pulling her shoulders back as she feels a
hard erection pressing deep inside a pussy, her hips moving
(08:18):
in symphony with the memory desire dripping down her thighs.
You took quite a bang there when you fell through
the door, but I can't feel any real damage. Perspiration
dripping down her forehead as a burning desire moves through
her body. Seeing the moisture, he raises a hand to
her head, brushing her hair back, forcing an image into
(08:42):
her mind of hands around her bound wrists, naked and vulnerable,
the warm wood of a crucifix pushing along the length
of a body as a firm stroke of hand crashes
across her naked ass, the initial sting of pain subsiding
into a beautifully erotic sensation of glowing walls between her thighs.
(09:05):
That hand sliding between her thighs, massaging her damp lips, slowly, painfully,
slowly caressing her wet folds, before another crash at the
hand across her ass. Her thighs tense in anticipation. Somewhere
in the vision of voice whispers are you hot. Desire
(09:26):
fills her body as her core clenches, overpowering any fear
or any sense, opening her eyes the man's sensual gaze
watching her inquisitely as he repeats, are you hot? I
can turn the thermostade down if you like. Smiling weakly,
she just replies no, I'm fine. Suddenly remembering why she
(09:50):
ended up here, she asked quickly the woman that was
chasing me? Has she gone? Looking at her? He smiles calmly,
there was only you at the door. Breathing a heavy
sigh of relief, she sinks back into the bed. Are
you okay? Yes's words concerned and natural. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine,
(10:15):
Just struggling to remember some things. Something about his voice
resonated with a memory. She was trying desperately to recall
something about him she felt she should remember, but just
beyond her touch, so frustratingly close, and yet she couldn't.
(10:37):
What are you struggling to remember? Maybe I can help.
Concentrating for a moment, she suddenly felt like her whole
life had started with her running across the market away
from that evil woman who obviously wanted to kill her. Well,
my name, for a start, and who the heck I am?
And where that woman was chasing me? She laughed, mirthlessly.
(11:02):
Standing by the side of the bed, his hands reach
out for hers, placing her hand in his. A storm
of image's cascade into her mind, her eyes focusing on
the throbbing erection inside his pants. She was there in
front of an altar, a wall of green behind her,
(11:22):
on her knees in silent prayer, as she slid his
zipper down, his firm cock pushing into the air. She
could taste his shaft on her lips as she slid
them up and down his length, dragging her teeth along
his throbbing erection. And then another hand, a woman's hand,
caressing his bulls as her tongue dances around the tip
(11:45):
of his cock, the excitement of having him on the
edge of her mouth and throbbing violently, exciting her even more.
Feeling his hand lift her, she rises from the bed,
the comforter, falling to the floor. A cold breeze caresses
over her naked body. Fuck, she was naked. How the
(12:06):
hell did that happened? You undress me, she asked nervously,
suddenly feeling very self conscious. Laughing gently, he said, no,
not me, my housekeeper. Your clothes needed a little attention,
his eyes gently caressing over her body, somehow fueling the
(12:27):
desire already there, her nipples painfully raising to his gaze,
her pussy clutching and anticipation of well, she just didn't
know what please, You've nothing to fear with me. Adam
and Eve were perfectly naked in the garden of Eden,
and that wasn't an issue until they felt ashamed by it.
(12:49):
Still unsure, she nevertheless followed his lead as he led
her to a large mirror in the corner of the room.
Just look in the mirror, tell me what you see.
Standing in front of the mirror, her naked body tense
with self consciousness, throbbing with an unknown desire. She looked
up and down herself from head to foot, her eyes
(13:12):
settling on the eyes in the mirror as she whispers,
it's just me. Gently. The warmth of his breath caresses
her ears as he whispers, it is will look harder,
Maybe you're not seeing everything. Looking again, staring harder. There
(13:33):
was something, something just over her shoulder, something in the
shadows in the corner of the room, almost a smile
materializing out of the darkness. An image of Alice in
Wonderland and the Cheshire Cat flooded her mind, the grin
becoming attached to lips, a face, her face grinning ominously
(13:54):
in the shadows, turning quickly, panic flooding her mind. But
there is nothing there, just the shadows. You do see yourself,
don't you? Beth? Beth, her name is Beth. How do
you know my name? Do I know you? She stutters,
her finger tipped touched with sanity, vanishing with every passing moment.
(14:19):
You could say that you came to me a little
time ago for help on a personal matter. You stayed
for a while so we might explore it and help
you find a resolution. He smiled that smile that seemed
to caress Beth from the inside out, that smile that
brought flashes of a memory to a mind. Him over her,
(14:43):
grasping her wrists as he pounded into her, his eyes
holding her gaze, smiling as thrust after deliciously powerful thrust
hammered into her pussy, the tip of his cock pushing
hard along the inside that smile as his cock swelled,
but pussy clutching at him desperately, needly, she gasped loudly
(15:05):
as she felt him errupt inside her, her own body
climaxing in beautiful sinchronity. As the memory dimmed, the sensations
just grew stronger, the aching in her body undeniable. Who
are you, she whispered. I'm father Simon. You do not
(15:26):
remember me, at least, he said, raising her hand to
her face, his finger tipped gently, caressing her skin. Electricity
flooded through her body at his touch, feeling desperately to
turn her face into his hand and suck on his fingers,
to fall to her knees and submit to his desires.
(15:51):
I doubt if I'm honest. Okay, come with me. Don't
worry about being naked. There is no one else here,
and the doors are locked, his hand reaching out and
finding hers, leading her gently through the door into the
knave of the church, the ceilings rising high above her head,
the sunlight beaming through stained glass windows, the colors dancing
(16:16):
across the stone floor, leading her across the church, the
cold air biting at her body, stimulating the rising desire
moving through her further. Stopping at an old font, he says,
put your hands on the font and look into the water. Obediently,
Beth hands grasped the side of the font, Looking into
(16:39):
the water, she feels a sudden urge to push her
ass out, as if she could feel Simon's hands upon
her hips, pulling her hard against him, as his swollen
cock teases at her pussy, and as she feels out
first thrust, stretching her lips as he fucks her deep
and hard, the tension in her body grows, the passion
(17:03):
burning between her thighs turning into a wildfire, as she
watches the waves of pleasure moving over her face in
the watery reflection, her pussy clutching frantically a disthrusting cock,
her own wet pleasure dripping down her thighs, Grasping at
the font, she can feel an orgasm rising, the expression
(17:24):
of pleasure changing her face, her expression as if she
was possessed by her own desire, her own lust. Staring
hard into the face in the font, that look, that
woman's face looking back at her from the still water. Shocked,
Beth pushes herself away from the font, leaning back over
(17:45):
slowly as if she expects the water to explode in
her face. Nothing but her nervous gaze looking back. What
just happened, she asks, turning to face Simon. Just memory
coming back. I'm sure now you know you always love
the altar, he says, leading her to the green copped altar.
(18:11):
The green walls a perfect backdrop to the golden crucifix
that hangs there. Watching Simon move in front of the altar,
as he turns to face her, his thumb caresses her forehead,
her knees buckled, the urge to fall to her knees
overpowering as her gaze fixes on the erection tentting his
pants and desire, the need to taste him swamping every thought,
(18:36):
the memory flooding her senses, her fingers grasping a stiff
cock as she eases her lips over the end, tasting
that delicious hint of his desire, as her tongue swirls
over his tip, exploring him, enticing him as he thrust
deeper into a mouth, stretching her lips as he threatens
(18:57):
her throat, his fingers grasping her hair, pulling her tight
onto his cock, and then from nowhere, another mouth, moving
deftly over his bulls her red lips, sucking them into
her mouth, forcing his cock to swell even harder in
beast's mouth, the first drop of pre come trickling over
her tongue as she sees those eyes that face her
(19:20):
face right next to hers, her eyes staring at hers
as she takes his cock deep into her mouth. Shocked,
Beth opens her eyes, shattering the memory into a thousand pieces,
even more shocked to find herself on her knees, her
arousal burning like a wildfire as she eyes the bulge
in Simon's pants, the desire to taste him, to fill
(19:43):
his seed exploding in her throat, to satisfy his desires,
and then to feel her pussy full of his hard
passion as he pushes inside of her, pushing his hand
through her hair, lifting her there, ayes, meeting their lips
just inches away. Beth can taste the warmth of his breath,
(20:07):
feel the heat of his desire pressing against her stomach
as he whispers, you know there was one room you
absolutely loved. How about that will bring your memory back,
before taking her hand and leading her briskly to the
door at the back of the knave. Taking a key
from his pocket, he unlocks the door and steps aside.
(20:30):
With a sweeping motion of his hand, he says, you
open it please, It is your room and certainly a
place where ladies always come first. Nervously, she places her
hand on the door handle, turning it, pushing the door
and standing back. Panic feels her as she stares through
(20:53):
the open door at the site before her. So well,
I hope you've enjoyed that. Part two next week so
you'll have to see what's in the room and what's
going to happen and who is that strange woman hanging around? Yes,
this is a two parters, so you can tune back
in next week when we can get wild in bed
(21:16):
all over again. But until next time, and always with
your pleasure in mind, this is Devil and Wild, wishing
you salacious dreams. As you have enjoyed tonight's story, take
one moment right now and download the Central Awakenings app
(21:39):
to ensure your ongoing pleasure free from the risk of
censorship by the Puritan view. You can find the links
in this show's notes or by visiting wildin bed dot com.
Speaker 2 (22:00):
Is at the spat Spain and pat Into at the
(22:21):
Aducticate in et inducticate
Hi, it's Devlin. I want to take a moment before
today's story to share something extremely important. Please don't skip
this notice. It's just too important to ignore. As you
may already know, recently, several adult podcasts just like Central
Awakenings have been suddenly removed from major platforms. These weren't
(00:33):
taken down by the creators. They were taken down by
the platforms themselves, removing the podcast without notice. We have
seen this before, when YouTube removed my video channel, when
SoundCloud removed my audio channel. There was no notice, no warning.
(00:54):
They were just closed down overnight, leaving thousands of listeners frustrated.
It is part of an ongoing assault by the powers
that be to censor anything they deem unsuitable for you
to enjoy. So to make sure you never miss an episode,
the only way I can guarantee you'll always have access
(01:17):
to your favorite stories is by downloading the Central Awakenings app.
It's safe, private, nonsensored, and completely commercial free, just the
way stories for consenting grown ups are meant to be.
It doesn't matter if you are on an Android or
an Apple phone. You can just go ahead and follow
(01:39):
the link in this episode's notes or visit me at
wild in Bed dot com and follow the links there
to download the app. Thank you for listening and thank
you for staying with me. So for now, just lay
back and enjoy tonight's story. Ah, it's Devlin and welcome
(02:06):
to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for
salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger licking good fantasies. Wow,
Tonight's little story is actually based on a true story.
It is well loosely based. Some of this happened. Some
(02:29):
of this happened for real. I always think they're better
when they're based on real stories, don't you. So you
can enjoy this podcast laying on your bed and you
just put your earbuds and close your eyes, loosen any clothing,
and surrender to the pleasure of my voice caressing over
(02:50):
and inside you. And when you're ready to surrender to
the most sensuous pleasures, just go ahead and take a
deep breath and hold it for a moment and then
release it with a sigh, letting go of any tension,
any stress. For the next thirty minutes or so, it's
(03:11):
just you in my voice. This is your time, your
time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction. Your time
to release that in a woman, as you listen to
my voice and fill the story moving through your body
(03:31):
as you enjoy tonight's show. She ran through the market,
her heart pounding so hard it echoed in her ears,
her lungs burning as they pressed against her ribs. Gasping,
she turned to see if she had escaped. For folk's sake,
she gasped as she sees the strange woman still there,
(03:54):
not one hundred feet behind her. That woman's not even running.
How the fuck is she keeping up with her? Turning
to start again, straight into a woman with silver hair.
Grabbing her by her shoulders, she pleads, help me, please.
That woman is chasing me. She's trying to kill me.
Her panic is reflected in the woman's eyes as she
(04:16):
points toward her pursuer, the cough junkie. The woman snarls
there's no one there, before pushing her away, aggressively, gasping,
her legs burning through the exertion, fear pushing her on,
motivating her. Who the hell is this woman? What have
(04:37):
I done to her? The thoughts echoing in her mind.
With a veil of panic covering her, she finds it
impossible to think clearly to remember anything. Is this all
just a bad dream? I'm going to wake him from
any moment. Pushing forward between the market stools, out leaving
the market behind her, a vision of a church appears,
(04:59):
injecting my which I needed, hope into her heart, a
possible sanctuary. Whoever this demon of a woman is, she
can't follow me into a church right, Drawing desperately on
her last reserves of energy, every movement of her legs
agony as she runs through the gates, barely noticing the
(05:20):
Saint Joseph's sign that she stumbled towards the white doors.
Glancing over her shoulder, the woman is still there, but
seems to be hesitating at the church gate. Maybe she
really can't come into church land. Banging on the door
as her body collapses against it for support, Gasping frantically,
(05:41):
the door swings open as she falls inside, her body
finally submitting to the tall man she has experienced. Her
mind becomes shrouded in darkness and brief moments of confused
consciousness plague with vague sensations of a voice, a man's
soothing voice, the sensation of being carried, the feeling of
(06:04):
resting on a soft bed, the perspiration on her brow
being wiped away with cold water, strong arms holding her,
strange words echoing through her mind, the welcome caress of
cold water on her lips. It might have been ours,
it might have been days before. The fall on sort
(06:26):
of consciousness cascaded through her body, the panic returning with
a jolt, filling her so completely that she sat bolt
upright on the bed, her eyes frantically dancing around the
room to get a sense of where she was, the
strange walls adorned with religious pictures with crosses. Suddenly feeling safe,
(06:50):
she collapsed back on the bed, her mind slowly recovering
had it been a dream? The door in the corner
of the room glided open silently, a man walking in,
obviously trying to remain quiet and not disturb anybody. Seeing
her sat up in the bed, he said, oh, you're awake,
(07:16):
an easy smiled, gently moving across his lips. I was
a bit worried about you for a while. Walking over
to the bed, Ignoring her shocked looked, he says, well,
let's give you the once over now you're awake, his
strong hand cradling her face as his thumb firmly draws
(07:36):
her lower eight lid down. A flash of an image
a memory shoots her mind, rough hands over her breast,
pinching her nipples painfully, an electrofine bliss remaining. As those
hands release her throbbing nipples. She moans involuntarily as a
warmth grows between her thighs. A familiar yet strange desire
(07:58):
burning through her hands moved down the back of her neck,
pressing firmly along her muscles and shoulders, grows loudly as
another image sparks in her mind, hands pulling tight on
her hair, pulling her shoulders back as she feels a
hard erection pressing deep inside a pussy, her hips moving
(08:18):
in symphony with the memory desire dripping down her thighs.
You took quite a bang there when you fell through
the door, but I can't feel any real damage. Perspiration
dripping down her forehead as a burning desire moves through
her body. Seeing the moisture, he raises a hand to
her head, brushing her hair back, forcing an image into
(08:42):
her mind of hands around her bound wrists, naked and vulnerable,
the warm wood of a crucifix pushing along the length
of a body as a firm stroke of hand crashes
across her naked ass, the initial sting of pain subsiding
into a beautifully erotic sensation of glowing walls between her thighs.
(09:05):
That hand sliding between her thighs, massaging her damp lips, slowly, painfully,
slowly caressing her wet folds, before another crash at the
hand across her ass. Her thighs tense in anticipation. Somewhere
in the vision of voice whispers are you hot. Desire
(09:26):
fills her body as her core clenches, overpowering any fear
or any sense, opening her eyes the man's sensual gaze
watching her inquisitely as he repeats, are you hot? I
can turn the thermostade down if you like. Smiling weakly,
she just replies no, I'm fine. Suddenly remembering why she
(09:50):
ended up here, she asked quickly the woman that was
chasing me? Has she gone? Looking at her? He smiles calmly,
there was only you at the door. Breathing a heavy
sigh of relief, she sinks back into the bed. Are
you okay? Yes's words concerned and natural. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine,
(10:15):
Just struggling to remember some things. Something about his voice
resonated with a memory. She was trying desperately to recall
something about him she felt she should remember, but just
beyond her touch, so frustratingly close, and yet she couldn't.
(10:37):
What are you struggling to remember? Maybe I can help.
Concentrating for a moment, she suddenly felt like her whole
life had started with her running across the market away
from that evil woman who obviously wanted to kill her. Well,
my name, for a start, and who the heck I am?
And where that woman was chasing me? She laughed, mirthlessly.
(11:02):
Standing by the side of the bed, his hands reach
out for hers, placing her hand in his. A storm
of image's cascade into her mind, her eyes focusing on
the throbbing erection inside his pants. She was there in
front of an altar, a wall of green behind her,
(11:22):
on her knees in silent prayer, as she slid his
zipper down, his firm cock pushing into the air. She
could taste his shaft on her lips as she slid
them up and down his length, dragging her teeth along
his throbbing erection. And then another hand, a woman's hand,
caressing his bulls as her tongue dances around the tip
(11:45):
of his cock, the excitement of having him on the
edge of her mouth and throbbing violently, exciting her even more.
Feeling his hand lift her, she rises from the bed,
the comforter, falling to the floor. A cold breeze caresses
over her naked body. Fuck, she was naked. How the
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hell did that happened? You undress me, she asked nervously,
suddenly feeling very self conscious. Laughing gently, he said, no,
not me, my housekeeper. Your clothes needed a little attention,
his eyes gently caressing over her body, somehow fueling the
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desire already there, her nipples painfully raising to his gaze,
her pussy clutching and anticipation of well, she just didn't
know what please, You've nothing to fear with me. Adam
and Eve were perfectly naked in the garden of Eden,
and that wasn't an issue until they felt ashamed by it.
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Still unsure, she nevertheless followed his lead as he led
her to a large mirror in the corner of the room.
Just look in the mirror, tell me what you see.
Standing in front of the mirror, her naked body tense
with self consciousness, throbbing with an unknown desire. She looked
up and down herself from head to foot, her eyes
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settling on the eyes in the mirror as she whispers,
it's just me. Gently. The warmth of his breath caresses
her ears as he whispers, it is will look harder,
Maybe you're not seeing everything. Looking again, staring harder. There
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was something, something just over her shoulder, something in the
shadows in the corner of the room, almost a smile
materializing out of the darkness. An image of Alice in
Wonderland and the Cheshire Cat flooded her mind, the grin
becoming attached to lips, a face, her face grinning ominously
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in the shadows, turning quickly, panic flooding her mind. But
there is nothing there, just the shadows. You do see yourself,
don't you? Beth? Beth, her name is Beth. How do
you know my name? Do I know you? She stutters,
her finger tipped touched with sanity, vanishing with every passing moment.
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You could say that you came to me a little
time ago for help on a personal matter. You stayed
for a while so we might explore it and help
you find a resolution. He smiled that smile that seemed
to caress Beth from the inside out, that smile that
brought flashes of a memory to a mind. Him over her,
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grasping her wrists as he pounded into her, his eyes
holding her gaze, smiling as thrust after deliciously powerful thrust
hammered into her pussy, the tip of his cock pushing
hard along the inside that smile as his cock swelled,
but pussy clutching at him desperately, needly, she gasped loudly
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as she felt him errupt inside her, her own body
climaxing in beautiful sinchronity. As the memory dimmed, the sensations
just grew stronger, the aching in her body undeniable. Who
are you, she whispered. I'm father Simon. You do not
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remember me, at least, he said, raising her hand to
her face, his finger tipped gently, caressing her skin. Electricity
flooded through her body at his touch, feeling desperately to
turn her face into his hand and suck on his fingers,
to fall to her knees and submit to his desires.
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I doubt if I'm honest. Okay, come with me. Don't
worry about being naked. There is no one else here,
and the doors are locked, his hand reaching out and
finding hers, leading her gently through the door into the
knave of the church, the ceilings rising high above her head,
the sunlight beaming through stained glass windows, the colors dancing
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across the stone floor, leading her across the church, the
cold air biting at her body, stimulating the rising desire
moving through her further. Stopping at an old font, he says,
put your hands on the font and look into the water. Obediently,
Beth hands grasped the side of the font, Looking into
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the water, she feels a sudden urge to push her
ass out, as if she could feel Simon's hands upon
her hips, pulling her hard against him, as his swollen
cock teases at her pussy, and as she feels out
first thrust, stretching her lips as he fucks her deep
and hard, the tension in her body grows, the passion
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burning between her thighs turning into a wildfire, as she
watches the waves of pleasure moving over her face in
the watery reflection, her pussy clutching frantically a disthrusting cock,
her own wet pleasure dripping down her thighs, Grasping at
the font, she can feel an orgasm rising, the expression
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of pleasure changing her face, her expression as if she
was possessed by her own desire, her own lust. Staring
hard into the face in the font, that look, that
woman's face looking back at her from the still water. Shocked,
Beth pushes herself away from the font, leaning back over
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slowly as if she expects the water to explode in
her face. Nothing but her nervous gaze looking back. What
just happened, she asks, turning to face Simon. Just memory
coming back. I'm sure now you know you always love
the altar, he says, leading her to the green copped altar.
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The green walls a perfect backdrop to the golden crucifix
that hangs there. Watching Simon move in front of the altar,
as he turns to face her, his thumb caresses her forehead,
her knees buckled, the urge to fall to her knees
overpowering as her gaze fixes on the erection tentting his
pants and desire, the need to taste him swamping every thought,
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the memory flooding her senses, her fingers grasping a stiff
cock as she eases her lips over the end, tasting
that delicious hint of his desire, as her tongue swirls
over his tip, exploring him, enticing him as he thrust
deeper into a mouth, stretching her lips as he threatens
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her throat, his fingers grasping her hair, pulling her tight
onto his cock, and then from nowhere, another mouth, moving
deftly over his bulls her red lips, sucking them into
her mouth, forcing his cock to swell even harder in
beast's mouth, the first drop of pre come trickling over
her tongue as she sees those eyes that face her
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face right next to hers, her eyes staring at hers
as she takes his cock deep into her mouth. Shocked,
Beth opens her eyes, shattering the memory into a thousand pieces,
even more shocked to find herself on her knees, her
arousal burning like a wildfire as she eyes the bulge
in Simon's pants, the desire to taste him, to fill
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his seed exploding in her throat, to satisfy his desires,
and then to feel her pussy full of his hard
passion as he pushes inside of her, pushing his hand
through her hair, lifting her there, ayes, meeting their lips
just inches away. Beth can taste the warmth of his breath,
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feel the heat of his desire pressing against her stomach
as he whispers, you know there was one room you
absolutely loved. How about that will bring your memory back,
before taking her hand and leading her briskly to the
door at the back of the knave. Taking a key
from his pocket, he unlocks the door and steps aside.
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With a sweeping motion of his hand, he says, you
open it please, It is your room and certainly a
place where ladies always come first. Nervously, she places her
hand on the door handle, turning it, pushing the door
and standing back. Panic feels her as she stares through
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the open door at the site before her. So well,
I hope you've enjoyed that. Part two next week so
you'll have to see what's in the room and what's
going to happen and who is that strange woman hanging around? Yes,
this is a two parters, so you can tune back
in next week when we can get wild in bed
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all over again. But until next time, and always with
your pleasure in mind, this is Devil and Wild, wishing
you salacious dreams. As you have enjoyed tonight's story, take
one moment right now and download the Central Awakenings app
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