Innocence

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Oceanus
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Father Joe lingered just a moment, subconsciously touched by her sublime afterglow. There was a peaceful contentment that radiated from her face. It suggested purity and innocence. She was a lovely as her mother had been when he was a young man. Her exposed neck and open mouth stirred his primitive instincts. His eyes drifted lower to the small silver crucifix that dangled between her ripe breasts.

When the scent on her breath caught his nose, a lightening bolt of animal instinct charged straight through his core. He stood transfixed, forgetting his surroundings, feeling his cock swelling under his robes. His countenance changed to one of lust. He shook his head trying to convince himself that he had perceived something wrong, after all, this was sweet little Marlena. He could not lust after his own...

That secret was buried thirty-two years ago behind the curtain of the confessional box. Sister Magdalene knelt before the young priest and whispered through the darkened divider that she was pregnant. He had no penance for her that day. He did not know what to say. She left the convent to protect his reputation and prevent a scandal that would surely ruin the career of the man that she loved. Eight months later, she bore him a beautiful daughter, and Marlena in turn, bore him a granddaughter.

When Father Joe realized that his feelings were plastered all over his face, he quickly reapplied the false smile that he always holds as he orchestrates his Altar production. He spoke the words, "Body of Christ" and delivered the Eucharist onto Marlena's waiting tongue. He moved on quickly, needing familiar ground, and running in fear of what he had seen in himself.

Marlena lingered at the Altar; a picture of unassuming grace, head bowed in prayer, never knowing that it was her father who had just delivered the Sacrament to her. She would never know how her pious composure and ripe sexuality had caused such a lusty conflict in the pit of his stomach.

The congregation was unaware of how this sweet young woman, who had grown up among them, loved to dance on the edge of sexual madness. She considered her sexuality to be a strength, not a sin. After all, she had kept her promise to her Master and he had kept his promise to her.

It is a sensual world, and Marlena is a sensual woman. She knew what to expect. For the next week, her nymphomania would continue. The thought of how her Master had so thoroughly fucked her, lingered just under the surface. The sound of a deep male voice, the scent of leather, or even the wind playing across her skin will make her wetness return. She liked the way her Master made her feel and hoped that he would take her again.

She let the unleavened bread slowly soften on her tongue, trying not to let it stick to the roof of her mouth.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
bad habits behind convent walls

i liked this story though started confused with the names. i could have done without the fisting episode as that never turns me on. i was hoping the priest at the altar might so forget his position that he gave her his cock not the body of christ, ie the wafer/bread.imagine that in a church!

ldykyrmitldykyrmitover 18 years ago
A Job Well Done

Brillant writting. Sure made me wish I could have been there!! more soon please.

caterwaullercaterwaulleralmost 19 years ago
Fabulously Delicious

Your writing always makes my panties wet. I sit here in full view of the world, reading your words and wishing you spoke of me. There is one problem - you posted this new story a long time ago and didn't notify me! Your biggest fan! Tsk tsk tsk. I think, perhaps, you need to be punished . . . but that's another story.

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
Innocent Lust

The lust of the priest is well hidden under innocence. Too bad this often happens in real life and those of the Catholic church are unable to express their sexuality in healthy ways.

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
Innocence on many levels

Loved your story. Can you introduce me to Marlena? I would love to make her sweat! LOL!

I always like to see how the title of a story relates to the text. While Marlena had an natural innocence and natural sexiness about her, by the end of the story, I also saw how that everyone around her had an innocence about them.

Marlena did not know that her mother had been a nun and that Father Joe was her biological father. Her father and mother did not know of Marlena's intense sexuality. The congregation thougth of her as that sweet young lady that doted on her disabled mother.

I am now off to confession to make atonement for my impure thoughts. I will probably have to recite four "Our Fathers" and eight "Hail Mary"s for reading this literary indescretion. I would prefer a flogging...LOL!

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