February 27, 2025 • 26 mins
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In the shadowed corners of an ancient church, where secrets are whispered and sins are absolved, a tale of forbidden love unfolds. Sacrilegious Seduction is a dark erotic romance that dives deep into the hearts of two souls ensnared by their desires.
Mary is a young woman persecuted by the demons of her sins. Each step she takes towards the church is heavy with hope for redemption and absolution. Innocent in her intentions, she seeks solace within the sacred walls, yearning for peace. But what she finds is far from the serenity she craves.
Can the young priest ignore the torment of his own demons to offer Mary absolutions. His life, dedicated to the divine, is a constant battle against the shadows of seduction and perversion that haunt his soul. Day by day, he clings to his vows, desperate to keep his desires at bay. Yet, when Mary steps into his confessional, the boundaries of his conviction begin to blur.
As their paths cross, an undeniable attraction ignites between them, a fire that burns with the intensity of forbidden desires. The church, once a sanctuary of purity, becomes a battleground for their carnal passions. In the cloaked silence of the confessional, their secrets unravel, and their lustful hunger takes hold.
Mary's innocence is the catalyst for a Priest's fall. Her eyes, filled with a mix of naivety and longing, pierce through his facade. The priest finds himself drawn to her like a moth to a flame, helpless to resist the seductive pull. Every prayer he utters, every scripture he reads, becomes tainted with thoughts of her. The sacred texts speak not of salvation, but of the taboo romance that consumes him.
In this clandestine dance of seduction, they surrender to their desires, knowing well the perversion of their actions. The church, a witness to their sinful tryst, becomes a paradox of sanctity and debauchery. Their love, as much as it is a source of torment, is also their escape from the shackles of their pasts.
Sacrilegious Seduction is a story of temptation and release, where the line between virtue and vice fades into obscurity. It's a tale that will captivate adult fiction lovers and erotica fans alike, drawing them into a world where innocence meets corruption, and where love is as dark as it is passionate.
Join Mary and the priest on their forbidden journey. Sacrilegious Seduction is more than just a story; it's an experience that will leave you breathless and yearning for more.
Ready to explore the depths of forbidden love? Listen to Sacrilegious Seduction today. Surrender to the seduction, and discover the dark allure of their unholy passion.
In the shadowed corners of an ancient church, where secrets are whispered and sins are absolved, a tale of forbidden love unfolds. Sacrilegious Seduction is a dark erotic romance that dives deep into the hearts of two souls ensnared by their desires.
Mary is a young woman persecuted by the demons of her sins. Each step she takes towards the church is heavy with hope for redemption and absolution. Innocent in her intentions, she seeks solace within the sacred walls, yearning for peace. But what she finds is far from the serenity she craves.
Can the young priest ignore the torment of his own demons to offer Mary absolutions. His life, dedicated to the divine, is a constant battle against the shadows of seduction and perversion that haunt his soul. Day by day, he clings to his vows, desperate to keep his desires at bay. Yet, when Mary steps into his confessional, the boundaries of his conviction begin to blur.
As their paths cross, an undeniable attraction ignites between them, a fire that burns with the intensity of forbidden desires. The church, once a sanctuary of purity, becomes a battleground for their carnal passions. In the cloaked silence of the confessional, their secrets unravel, and their lustful hunger takes hold.
Mary's innocence is the catalyst for a Priest's fall. Her eyes, filled with a mix of naivety and longing, pierce through his facade. The priest finds himself drawn to her like a moth to a flame, helpless to resist the seductive pull. Every prayer he utters, every scripture he reads, becomes tainted with thoughts of her. The sacred texts speak not of salvation, but of the taboo romance that consumes him.
In this clandestine dance of seduction, they surrender to their desires, knowing well the perversion of their actions. The church, a witness to their sinful tryst, becomes a paradox of sanctity and debauchery. Their love, as much as it is a source of torment, is also their escape from the shackles of their pasts.
Sacrilegious Seduction is a story of temptation and release, where the line between virtue and vice fades into obscurity. It's a tale that will captivate adult fiction lovers and erotica fans alike, drawing them into a world where innocence meets corruption, and where love is as dark as it is passionate.
Join Mary and the priest on their forbidden journey. Sacrilegious Seduction is more than just a story; it's an experience that will leave you breathless and yearning for more.
Ready to explore the depths of forbidden love? Listen to Sacrilegious Seduction today. Surrender to the seduction, and discover the dark allure of their unholy passion.
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Speaker 1 (00:17):
Before we dive into today's fantasy, I want to take
a moment, just the two of us to talk about
something that could well could change or experience of pleasure forever.
Have you ever found yourself closing your eyes during a story,
(00:41):
feeling the words wrap around you, pulling you into a
world where fantasies come to life? Oh? I know you do.
But what if you could experience all of that and
so much much more on an entirely new level. Let
(01:07):
me introduce you to the Central Awakenings app. This isn't
just another stories app. This is your playground for pleasure,
where your imagination and your body come together. In wait,
it will leave you breathless. Firstly, there are the erotic stories,
(01:30):
seductive tells that spark your desires, ignite your imagination, and
invite you to get lost in it all. Then we
have experiential Erotica, my unique guided hypnosis sessions designed to
make your wildest fantasies feel irresistibly real. You don't just
(01:54):
hear them, you feel them, every kiss, real lick, every thrust,
and if you're ready to take it to the next level,
the tantric sessions will awaken sensations and connections you didn't
even know you were capable of experiencing. Trust me, You've
(02:19):
never felt intimacy like this before. And you know you
can enjoy all of this commercial free and with your
very own free trial. And here's the best part. Central
Awakenings is all about your pleasure. It's private, it's personal,
(02:43):
and it's all about taking you wherever your fantasies want
to go within the safety of your own mind. You
deserve this, feel everything, explore the world inside the apple
and inside yourself sort of. Go ahead and download Sential
(03:05):
Awakenings app follow the link in this episode's notes, or
come and see me at Wildinbed dot com. I'm waiting
for you. I'm waiting for you to take the next
step into your deepest desires. So let's begin, shall we.
(03:34):
On this episode of erotic Stories from Wild in Bed,
a dark taboo romance, Part one, Mary is tormented by
her demons dark thoughts that plague her mind and body.
Desperate for sanctuary to escape her curse, she seeks salvation
(03:57):
in the embrace of the church the guidance of a
priest to find the light again, but even hear in
God's house, she is tormented by her eternal carnal desires. Hi,
it's devilin and welcome to another episode of Wild and Bed,
(04:20):
your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger looking
good fantasies. Now a particularly dark listener's fantasy. Yeah, something
particularly taboo, So I hope you enjoy it. Then don't forget.
(04:41):
If you have your own fantasy, you can send it
in and I'll bring it to life. You right here, now,
don't forget to follow this channel so you don't miss
a single moment, a single second of dripping pleasure. Now,
I do hope you're laying on your bed, m your
(05:05):
clothes are loosen, those earbuds are in. You can just
go ahead and close your eyes and surrender to the
pleasure of my voice caressing over your body. And when
you're ready for me, and just go ahead and take
a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment
(05:31):
and then release it with a sigh, letting go of
any tension, any stress. For the next twenty minutes or so,
it's just you and my voice. This is your time,
your time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction, your
(05:52):
time to discover your inner desires. As you listen to
my voice, immersed yourself in the story. The fool breeze
bit aggressively at Mary's naked cheeks. She knew full well
the kiss of the breeze had reddened her cheeks like
(06:13):
some rouged carnival dull. The air stung at her eyes,
forcing small tears to drift down her cheeks, completing the
look of desperate abandonment. With all their bodies bent huddled
against the cold weather, the other pedestrians barely noticed her
as they walked past. The occasional ricochet of someone's shoulder
(06:37):
or someone truly not noticing that Mary was even there,
resulted in an irritated huff and some unintended words of apology. Eventually,
Mary stopped outside an old building, its white stone face
ship rising triumphantly off the pavement to ascend into the
sky above the cold blue of the cloudless sky, creating
(07:03):
a magnificent backdrop to the spires of the city church.
For a moment, Mary paused, unsure whether she should even
be here. She was never what you might call a
religious person. She had gone to church when she was younger,
she had knelt in prayer every Sunday, but she thought
(07:25):
of herself more spiritual than religious. Just the idea of
the church sent a chill through her body, but she
could think of no one else to approach, no one
else had talk to about her situation. She was a
confused mass of emotion, and honestly worried that if she
drifted any further into these dark caverns, her mind may
(07:49):
never come back. And it all started with the dreams.
They seemed so innocent, just the nighttime fantasies of a scene,
a prelude to her mornings of self pleasure and erotic indulgence,
which surely every teenager enjoyed. But as the dreams developed,
(08:13):
a darkness stilled over her passionate moments. Suddenly it wasn't
enough just to enjoy the random fantasies she had immersed
herself in for so long. The desires took a darker turn,
more aggressive, more submissive, as she imagined what a man
(08:33):
might do to her body, how he might use her
for his pleasure. She dared not mention these fantasies to
anyone else, for fear they would think she was a slut,
some common horror to be fucked and abused, to be
forced onto her knees and taken at their will. But
(08:53):
that was the problem. In the darkness of the night,
as she lay alone in bed, those were they thoughts
that occupied her mind, to be taken roughly and deeply,
to be fucked at the very edge of her sanity,
with no remorse, no restraint, just pure animalistic delight. Not
(09:15):
the sort of thoughts a good girl should have. Just
the memory of those demonic fantasies made her body tremble
and wetted her panties like nothing else. Mary couldn't quite
understand where all this had come from. She was hardly
a virgin, Yet the truth was that when she thought
(09:36):
these thoughts, she felt so innocent and pure, as if
she had never really experienced a sexual pleasure. She truly craved,
as if possessed by some demon. The thoughts now occupied
Mary's mind almost every minute of every day, to the
point of distraction. In moments where she'd lost control, she
(09:58):
could think of nothing but the desires. Mary would find
solace in the office bathroom, relieving her passion, yet never
truly satisfied. She still wanted more. She craved more in
the hope of understanding where the fuck these thoughts were
coming from so she might find relief from the ongoing persecution.
(10:23):
Mary finally turned to the church in the faint hope
that they might have the answers. Pushing the large door open,
Its creak echoed in the cavernous area beyond, the sound
intensifying as the door slowly creaked shut. Once Mary had entered,
the hills of her shoes marked off the steps. As
(10:44):
she slowly walked up the aisle, the autumn sun quite
brilliant through the stained glass window as it zappled the
old stone floor. It was funny to think that in
this building, away from the crowds outside, the kiss of
the sun seemed so much warmer that Mary remembered. Church
(11:05):
had always been cold, she recollected, but in this morning sunnight,
it seemed almost comforting. As she slowly approached the alta rell,
she watched the sun dance over the altar in silence,
enjoying the rainbow of colors and the absolute quiet within
(11:27):
the sanctuary of the church. Holding her breath. She expected
someone to appear, a priest, or anyone to challenge her
presence within the church, but even as she rested her
hands on the altar rail, there was no other sound
in the church, wondering for a moment if she should
(11:50):
stay or leave, concerned this was a poor choice. People
like Mary really didn't belong in a church. Frankly, she
was surprised that she hadn't already burst into flames. Mary
eventually decided to kneel before the rail, Not knowing what
else to do, She clenched her fingers together and started
(12:15):
to pray. Why do you persecute me with these desires,
with these demonic images? She said as she closed her eyes,
letting her head drop against her clenched hands. She waited
in silence, not sure what to expect next, wondering what
(12:37):
normally happens after you gave prayer. After a long minute,
she considered that maybe nothing was the normal result her prayer,
yet again was unheard, and she would just have to
live with her dreams and fantasies and erotic pregatory. Maybe
they are just your desires, your normal everyday ante seas,
(13:00):
and not the work of God, a warm voice said
next to her ear. Shocked, Mary looked up into the warm,
sparkling eyes of a priest looking back, burning into her
eyes with an intense gaze, as his lips spread into
a broad smile, exposing his teeth beyond I'm sorry. Did
(13:22):
I scare you, he said, with a genuine concern. No,
I didn't think any one else was in the church
with me, Mary replied, And as I've never prayed before,
I didn't know what to expect after you did. I
was surprised when you spoke. I don't normally answer prayers
(13:44):
in person, the priest said, with a smile, but as
you're here anyway, I thought I'd make an exception. Mary
could not help but giggle at his warm approach. Something
about him disarmed her normal, cynical self. Are you comfortable
here or would you rather go into a reconciliation room
(14:05):
which has comfortable chairs, a scream for your privacy, and
even a kettle for tea or coffee? And we might
even be able to buy some cookies. Mary paused for
a moment as she considered her options, before saying I'm
good with an unexpected smile. She couldn't help but watch
(14:26):
his eyes sparkling, seeming to dance around her face as
if he was digesting every inch of her. There was
something so normal about this man, yet there was something
else something about him. Mary couldn't quite put her finger
on something disarmingly familiar. So tell me about these dreams,
(14:50):
he said, as he stood before her. Mary let her
head drop for just a minute as she considered whether
to tell him or not. Recognizing her dilemma, the priest said,
would you rather I got a female lay preacher to
discuss it with you. No, Mary said, it's not that
(15:11):
you're a man. It's just that you're a priest. And
I feel like my confessing these thoughts, I'm already damned
to hell. The priest laughed warmly before saying if we
went to Hell just because of what we thought, I
would have been condemned there a long time ago. These thoughts,
Mary started, I don't think are normal. They're dark and intense,
(15:37):
and I don't know where they come from. Their cardinal.
The priest asked, Yes, I suppose you could say that,
Mary answered, but not cardinal like I ever imagined before.
It's a lot more aggressive than anything I'd ever experienced.
(15:57):
God has given us our desires. There are a gift,
whatever they might be. There is no sin in finding
physical pleasure with someone you share that passion with. But
I don't just have them for one person. Mary whispered,
I think these thoughts about everyone I meet, everyone, he asked.
(16:21):
Mary looked up silently, her eyes glowing as she let
them drift over his body, that familiar age returning to
torment he desires between her thighs. Before she closed her
eyes and nodded somebody she was sure she could hear
the priest's breathing change, a sharp intake of breath, as
(16:42):
if he was taken back by a sudden thought, something
quite unexpected that somehow gripped him. Everyone has these thoughts,
he said. It's very normal to experience carnal desire, after all,
that's what makes us human. We wouldn't be here at
all without some carnal passion. But is it normal to
(17:03):
want to be taken roughly? To want to feel a
man filling every orifice completely, as if we were just
animals rutting in the heat of summer? Mary asked as
she raised her gaze, unable to stop glancing over the
tenting in the priest's pants. As her eyes fixated on
(17:24):
the bulge behind the dark material, she simply asked, have
you ever had those thoughts? Is it normal? I haven't
always been a priest, he replied, it might surprise you
to realize that not only was I a teenage male
not so long ago, but I was also a normal
human with all my intense passions and desires. I just
(17:47):
made a decision to focus my passion and direct it
into the church rather than satisfy my physical desires. So
what did you fantasize about? Mary asked, without thinking, suddenly
realizing that she probably shouldn't ask a priest that question. Sorry,
(18:07):
I didn't think, she interrupted before he had a chance
to answer. It's okay, there's no shame in it. I
used to like the idea of spanking my girl, of
seeing her porcelain white skin reddened from my touch, feeling
the heat of her body under my fingers. Mary watched
his eyes silently as she felt her pussy gently clutch
(18:31):
There was something about the way he had said, my girl,
which was so damn sexy. The first waves of lustful
desire flowed through every cell as she caught a glimpse
of how his desires had swollen beneath the material of
his pants. She couldn't help but lick her lips at
the thought of what was there. Captivated, Mary could only
(18:54):
wonder how it would be to loosen his fly, to
release his aroused cock back into the world again, to
fill her fingers stretched around his girth, the first hand
that had touched his erection for so many years, She
could imagine enjoying the sensation of her tongue teasing his
(19:16):
length as her lips explored every inch, perhaps biting him
while she massaged his balls, enjoying feeling them tightened between
her fingers as she took him fully into her throat.
Mary could hear herself whimper as the sensation of her
slick kissed at her thighs, her thoughts darkening as those
(19:39):
demonic images streamed back into her mind. The altar rell
pressing against her stomach, Merry moaned as his fingertips dug
into a wrass, parting her cheeks as his fingers teased
around the most private orifice of all, the sensation of
his newly visional cock pressing between her thighs, as his
(20:02):
hands ran over her back, strong long fingers gripping her shoulders,
running through her hair, bunching it tightly as the swollen
head of his erection tormented her pussy, The sharp sting
of his hand as it connected with a naked ass,
sending a ricochet of burning pleasure deep into her core.
(20:26):
Her lust gripped her mind, again, occupying her thoughts as
it had done on so many sleepless nights, gripping her
body in the vice of her own lust. Repeatedly, his
hand spank to her naked ass, that red glow spreading
through every nerve, flooding her with undeniable pleasure. Her pussy swollen,
(20:47):
throbbing for his attention to fill his cock take her Finally,
Perhaps this was her restitution, her penance for erotic desires,
to be bent over the altar rail bank, to the
edge of coming, to let this priest satisfy his darkest
desires deep within her pussy, and only then might she
(21:09):
know satisfaction. Was this always a plan, she wondered, to
discover her satisfaction at the hands of a priest, some sick,
divine joke. Her hands gripped the altar bar tightly, losing
her battle to control the desires. Mary pressed her naked
(21:31):
pussy back against his hand, inviting his fingers to explore her,
to press deep inside and massage every inch, slowly taking
her to the edge of coming to make her submit
to her God given passion, the sensation of her lips
sucking along his fingers as her pleasure dripped on his hand.
(21:54):
Quick strokes of his fingers pressed deeper as Mary opened
her eyes and stared at the altar before her to
give thanks, and prayed desperately for the sensation of his
hard cock pressing into her needy pussy. Mary gripped her
hands even tighter to the altar rail before whispering and
open prayer, Please God, fuck me, hard, fuck me. Now,
(22:18):
feeling him inside her, stretching her the tip of his
cock pressing along the walls of her pussy, Mary could
only submit to the wave of her pleasure, feeling his
body pressing along hers, his guttural moans echoing through her
body as he thrust deep and hard inside her, his
body tensing as he whispered, don't come yet, not until
(22:42):
I say the words tormented her clip, her orgasms so
close and yet denied, as his arms wrapped around her,
One hand reached underneath and rubbed her clip furiously, while
the other grasped her breast, twisting it in painful delight.
Suddenly there was a groan, followed quickly by a low
(23:03):
growl as he bucked inside her, moaning, come with me,
pretty baby, Come on my fucking cock. Mary cried out
as he erupted inside her, filling her with his cumb,
her pussy milking his cock of every last drop of
seed as her own pleasure exploded through her body, closing
(23:25):
her eyes as her orgasm cascaded through every nerve, every cell.
As she collapsed into a pit of pleasure, opening her eyes,
her body trembled from the waves of her satisfaction. Mary
stared up into his eyes, realizing it had all been
a dream, a fantasy she had lived out in front
(23:48):
of him. Her fingers slid from her pussy, still dripping
from her exploration, her orgasm in front of this priest,
herein his church. The priest reached down, his hand caressed
her chin. As his thumb brushed her lips. Mary realized
(24:09):
his cock was swollen, hard, trembling beneath his black pants,
a realization that only reignited the desire in her swollen pussy.
Lifting her eyes, she held his gaze, realizing there was
an understanding between them. Whatever this was, it could not
(24:29):
be ignored. As Mary's hand reached up and squeezed his
thrubbing cock through his pants, grinning to herself as she
felt his pulsing response. So hmm, I hope you're enjoying
this dirty little fantassy. Well that's part one. You're going
(24:51):
to have to wait until next time for part two,
and we'll see where we go with this one, shall we?
So until next time when we can get wild and
battle over again. This is Devil in Wild, wishing you
salacious dreams. Mu
Before we dive into today's fantasy, I want to take
a moment, just the two of us to talk about
something that could well could change or experience of pleasure forever.
Have you ever found yourself closing your eyes during a story,
(00:41):
feeling the words wrap around you, pulling you into a
world where fantasies come to life? Oh? I know you do.
But what if you could experience all of that and
so much much more on an entirely new level. Let
(01:07):
me introduce you to the Central Awakenings app. This isn't
just another stories app. This is your playground for pleasure,
where your imagination and your body come together. In wait,
it will leave you breathless. Firstly, there are the erotic stories,
(01:30):
seductive tells that spark your desires, ignite your imagination, and
invite you to get lost in it all. Then we
have experiential Erotica, my unique guided hypnosis sessions designed to
make your wildest fantasies feel irresistibly real. You don't just
(01:54):
hear them, you feel them, every kiss, real lick, every thrust,
and if you're ready to take it to the next level,
the tantric sessions will awaken sensations and connections you didn't
even know you were capable of experiencing. Trust me, You've
(02:19):
never felt intimacy like this before. And you know you
can enjoy all of this commercial free and with your
very own free trial. And here's the best part. Central
Awakenings is all about your pleasure. It's private, it's personal,
(02:43):
and it's all about taking you wherever your fantasies want
to go within the safety of your own mind. You
deserve this, feel everything, explore the world inside the apple
and inside yourself sort of. Go ahead and download Sential
(03:05):
Awakenings app follow the link in this episode's notes, or
come and see me at Wildinbed dot com. I'm waiting
for you. I'm waiting for you to take the next
step into your deepest desires. So let's begin, shall we.
(03:34):
On this episode of erotic Stories from Wild in Bed,
a dark taboo romance, Part one, Mary is tormented by
her demons dark thoughts that plague her mind and body.
Desperate for sanctuary to escape her curse, she seeks salvation
(03:57):
in the embrace of the church the guidance of a
priest to find the light again, but even hear in
God's house, she is tormented by her eternal carnal desires. Hi,
it's devilin and welcome to another episode of Wild and Bed,
(04:20):
your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger looking
good fantasies. Now a particularly dark listener's fantasy. Yeah, something
particularly taboo, So I hope you enjoy it. Then don't forget.
(04:41):
If you have your own fantasy, you can send it
in and I'll bring it to life. You right here, now,
don't forget to follow this channel so you don't miss
a single moment, a single second of dripping pleasure. Now,
I do hope you're laying on your bed, m your
(05:05):
clothes are loosen, those earbuds are in. You can just
go ahead and close your eyes and surrender to the
pleasure of my voice caressing over your body. And when
you're ready for me, and just go ahead and take
a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment
(05:31):
and then release it with a sigh, letting go of
any tension, any stress. For the next twenty minutes or so,
it's just you and my voice. This is your time,
your time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction, your
(05:52):
time to discover your inner desires. As you listen to
my voice, immersed yourself in the story. The fool breeze
bit aggressively at Mary's naked cheeks. She knew full well
the kiss of the breeze had reddened her cheeks like
(06:13):
some rouged carnival dull. The air stung at her eyes,
forcing small tears to drift down her cheeks, completing the
look of desperate abandonment. With all their bodies bent huddled
against the cold weather, the other pedestrians barely noticed her
as they walked past. The occasional ricochet of someone's shoulder
(06:37):
or someone truly not noticing that Mary was even there,
resulted in an irritated huff and some unintended words of apology. Eventually,
Mary stopped outside an old building, its white stone face
ship rising triumphantly off the pavement to ascend into the
sky above the cold blue of the cloudless sky, creating
(07:03):
a magnificent backdrop to the spires of the city church.
For a moment, Mary paused, unsure whether she should even
be here. She was never what you might call a
religious person. She had gone to church when she was younger,
she had knelt in prayer every Sunday, but she thought
(07:25):
of herself more spiritual than religious. Just the idea of
the church sent a chill through her body, but she
could think of no one else to approach, no one
else had talk to about her situation. She was a
confused mass of emotion, and honestly worried that if she
drifted any further into these dark caverns, her mind may
(07:49):
never come back. And it all started with the dreams.
They seemed so innocent, just the nighttime fantasies of a scene,
a prelude to her mornings of self pleasure and erotic indulgence,
which surely every teenager enjoyed. But as the dreams developed,
(08:13):
a darkness stilled over her passionate moments. Suddenly it wasn't
enough just to enjoy the random fantasies she had immersed
herself in for so long. The desires took a darker turn,
more aggressive, more submissive, as she imagined what a man
(08:33):
might do to her body, how he might use her
for his pleasure. She dared not mention these fantasies to
anyone else, for fear they would think she was a slut,
some common horror to be fucked and abused, to be
forced onto her knees and taken at their will. But
(08:53):
that was the problem. In the darkness of the night,
as she lay alone in bed, those were they thoughts
that occupied her mind, to be taken roughly and deeply,
to be fucked at the very edge of her sanity,
with no remorse, no restraint, just pure animalistic delight. Not
(09:15):
the sort of thoughts a good girl should have. Just
the memory of those demonic fantasies made her body tremble
and wetted her panties like nothing else. Mary couldn't quite
understand where all this had come from. She was hardly
a virgin, Yet the truth was that when she thought
(09:36):
these thoughts, she felt so innocent and pure, as if
she had never really experienced a sexual pleasure. She truly craved,
as if possessed by some demon. The thoughts now occupied
Mary's mind almost every minute of every day, to the
point of distraction. In moments where she'd lost control, she
(09:58):
could think of nothing but the desires. Mary would find
solace in the office bathroom, relieving her passion, yet never
truly satisfied. She still wanted more. She craved more in
the hope of understanding where the fuck these thoughts were
coming from so she might find relief from the ongoing persecution.
(10:23):
Mary finally turned to the church in the faint hope
that they might have the answers. Pushing the large door open,
Its creak echoed in the cavernous area beyond, the sound
intensifying as the door slowly creaked shut. Once Mary had entered,
the hills of her shoes marked off the steps. As
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she slowly walked up the aisle, the autumn sun quite
brilliant through the stained glass window as it zappled the
old stone floor. It was funny to think that in
this building, away from the crowds outside, the kiss of
the sun seemed so much warmer that Mary remembered. Church
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had always been cold, she recollected, but in this morning sunnight,
it seemed almost comforting. As she slowly approached the alta rell,
she watched the sun dance over the altar in silence,
enjoying the rainbow of colors and the absolute quiet within
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the sanctuary of the church. Holding her breath. She expected
someone to appear, a priest, or anyone to challenge her
presence within the church, but even as she rested her
hands on the altar rail, there was no other sound
in the church, wondering for a moment if she should
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stay or leave, concerned this was a poor choice. People
like Mary really didn't belong in a church. Frankly, she
was surprised that she hadn't already burst into flames. Mary
eventually decided to kneel before the rail, Not knowing what
else to do, She clenched her fingers together and started
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to pray. Why do you persecute me with these desires,
with these demonic images? She said as she closed her eyes,
letting her head drop against her clenched hands. She waited
in silence, not sure what to expect next, wondering what
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normally happens after you gave prayer. After a long minute,
she considered that maybe nothing was the normal result her prayer,
yet again was unheard, and she would just have to
live with her dreams and fantasies and erotic pregatory. Maybe
they are just your desires, your normal everyday ante seas,
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and not the work of God, a warm voice said
next to her ear. Shocked, Mary looked up into the warm,
sparkling eyes of a priest looking back, burning into her
eyes with an intense gaze, as his lips spread into
a broad smile, exposing his teeth beyond I'm sorry. Did
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I scare you, he said, with a genuine concern. No,
I didn't think any one else was in the church
with me, Mary replied, And as I've never prayed before,
I didn't know what to expect after you did. I
was surprised when you spoke. I don't normally answer prayers
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in person, the priest said, with a smile, but as
you're here anyway, I thought I'd make an exception. Mary
could not help but giggle at his warm approach. Something
about him disarmed her normal, cynical self. Are you comfortable
here or would you rather go into a reconciliation room
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which has comfortable chairs, a scream for your privacy, and
even a kettle for tea or coffee? And we might
even be able to buy some cookies. Mary paused for
a moment as she considered her options, before saying I'm
good with an unexpected smile. She couldn't help but watch
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his eyes sparkling, seeming to dance around her face as
if he was digesting every inch of her. There was
something so normal about this man, yet there was something
else something about him. Mary couldn't quite put her finger
on something disarmingly familiar. So tell me about these dreams,
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he said, as he stood before her. Mary let her
head drop for just a minute as she considered whether
to tell him or not. Recognizing her dilemma, the priest said,
would you rather I got a female lay preacher to
discuss it with you. No, Mary said, it's not that
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you're a man. It's just that you're a priest. And
I feel like my confessing these thoughts, I'm already damned
to hell. The priest laughed warmly before saying if we
went to Hell just because of what we thought, I
would have been condemned there a long time ago. These thoughts,
Mary started, I don't think are normal. They're dark and intense,
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and I don't know where they come from. Their cardinal.
The priest asked, Yes, I suppose you could say that,
Mary answered, but not cardinal like I ever imagined before.
It's a lot more aggressive than anything I'd ever experienced.
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God has given us our desires. There are a gift,
whatever they might be. There is no sin in finding
physical pleasure with someone you share that passion with. But
I don't just have them for one person. Mary whispered,
I think these thoughts about everyone I meet, everyone, he asked.
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Mary looked up silently, her eyes glowing as she let
them drift over his body, that familiar age returning to
torment he desires between her thighs. Before she closed her
eyes and nodded somebody she was sure she could hear
the priest's breathing change, a sharp intake of breath, as
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if he was taken back by a sudden thought, something
quite unexpected that somehow gripped him. Everyone has these thoughts,
he said. It's very normal to experience carnal desire, after all,
that's what makes us human. We wouldn't be here at
all without some carnal passion. But is it normal to
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want to be taken roughly? To want to feel a
man filling every orifice completely, as if we were just
animals rutting in the heat of summer? Mary asked as
she raised her gaze, unable to stop glancing over the
tenting in the priest's pants. As her eyes fixated on
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the bulge behind the dark material, she simply asked, have
you ever had those thoughts? Is it normal? I haven't
always been a priest, he replied, it might surprise you
to realize that not only was I a teenage male
not so long ago, but I was also a normal
human with all my intense passions and desires. I just
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made a decision to focus my passion and direct it
into the church rather than satisfy my physical desires. So
what did you fantasize about? Mary asked, without thinking, suddenly
realizing that she probably shouldn't ask a priest that question. Sorry,
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I didn't think, she interrupted before he had a chance
to answer. It's okay, there's no shame in it. I
used to like the idea of spanking my girl, of
seeing her porcelain white skin reddened from my touch, feeling
the heat of her body under my fingers. Mary watched
his eyes silently as she felt her pussy gently clutch
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There was something about the way he had said, my girl,
which was so damn sexy. The first waves of lustful
desire flowed through every cell as she caught a glimpse
of how his desires had swollen beneath the material of
his pants. She couldn't help but lick her lips at
the thought of what was there. Captivated, Mary could only
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wonder how it would be to loosen his fly, to
release his aroused cock back into the world again, to
fill her fingers stretched around his girth, the first hand
that had touched his erection for so many years, She
could imagine enjoying the sensation of her tongue teasing his
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length as her lips explored every inch, perhaps biting him
while she massaged his balls, enjoying feeling them tightened between
her fingers as she took him fully into her throat.
Mary could hear herself whimper as the sensation of her
slick kissed at her thighs, her thoughts darkening as those
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demonic images streamed back into her mind. The altar rell
pressing against her stomach, Merry moaned as his fingertips dug
into a wrass, parting her cheeks as his fingers teased
around the most private orifice of all, the sensation of
his newly visional cock pressing between her thighs, as his
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hands ran over her back, strong long fingers gripping her shoulders,
running through her hair, bunching it tightly as the swollen
head of his erection tormented her pussy, The sharp sting
of his hand as it connected with a naked ass,
sending a ricochet of burning pleasure deep into her core.
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Her lust gripped her mind, again, occupying her thoughts as
it had done on so many sleepless nights, gripping her
body in the vice of her own lust. Repeatedly, his
hand spank to her naked ass, that red glow spreading
through every nerve, flooding her with undeniable pleasure. Her pussy swollen,
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throbbing for his attention to fill his cock take her Finally,
Perhaps this was her restitution, her penance for erotic desires,
to be bent over the altar rail bank, to the
edge of coming, to let this priest satisfy his darkest
desires deep within her pussy, and only then might she
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know satisfaction. Was this always a plan, she wondered, to
discover her satisfaction at the hands of a priest, some sick,
divine joke. Her hands gripped the altar bar tightly, losing
her battle to control the desires. Mary pressed her naked
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pussy back against his hand, inviting his fingers to explore her,
to press deep inside and massage every inch, slowly taking
her to the edge of coming to make her submit
to her God given passion, the sensation of her lips
sucking along his fingers as her pleasure dripped on his hand.
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Quick strokes of his fingers pressed deeper as Mary opened
her eyes and stared at the altar before her to
give thanks, and prayed desperately for the sensation of his
hard cock pressing into her needy pussy. Mary gripped her
hands even tighter to the altar rail before whispering and
open prayer, Please God, fuck me, hard, fuck me. Now,
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feeling him inside her, stretching her the tip of his
cock pressing along the walls of her pussy, Mary could
only submit to the wave of her pleasure, feeling his
body pressing along hers, his guttural moans echoing through her
body as he thrust deep and hard inside her, his
body tensing as he whispered, don't come yet, not until
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I say the words tormented her clip, her orgasms so
close and yet denied, as his arms wrapped around her,
One hand reached underneath and rubbed her clip furiously, while
the other grasped her breast, twisting it in painful delight.
Suddenly there was a groan, followed quickly by a low
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growl as he bucked inside her, moaning, come with me,
pretty baby, Come on my fucking cock. Mary cried out
as he erupted inside her, filling her with his cumb,
her pussy milking his cock of every last drop of
seed as her own pleasure exploded through her body, closing
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her eyes as her orgasm cascaded through every nerve, every cell.
As she collapsed into a pit of pleasure, opening her eyes,
her body trembled from the waves of her satisfaction. Mary
stared up into his eyes, realizing it had all been
a dream, a fantasy she had lived out in front
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of him. Her fingers slid from her pussy, still dripping
from her exploration, her orgasm in front of this priest,
herein his church. The priest reached down, his hand caressed
her chin. As his thumb brushed her lips. Mary realized
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his cock was swollen, hard, trembling beneath his black pants,
a realization that only reignited the desire in her swollen pussy.
Lifting her eyes, she held his gaze, realizing there was
an understanding between them. Whatever this was, it could not
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be ignored. As Mary's hand reached up and squeezed his
thrubbing cock through his pants, grinning to herself as she
felt his pulsing response. So hmm, I hope you're enjoying
this dirty little fantassy. Well that's part one. You're going
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to have to wait until next time for part two,
and we'll see where we go with this one, shall we?
So until next time when we can get wild and
battle over again. This is Devil in Wild, wishing you
salacious dreams. Mu
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