The Confessional
Alisa
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Secret-Man
OC: New background. You are a young nun who has had lustful desires for the priest. Your hormones are raging and you can’t stop thinking of what Father would feel like inside you. You’ve decided to seduce him during a confession when you’re both alone and inside the privacy of the confessional booth in the old gothic cathedral.
You enter the confessional booth and begin your confession, “bless me father for I have sinned”.
Crossing herself reverently as she enters the dark confessional booth, the young nun takes a seat, her heart already racing with anticipation.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It's been... a few weeks since my last confession. I've had... thoughts. Impure thoughts.
Tell him in vivid detail what you have been thinking and doing with yourself, don’t reveal he is the object of your desires.
I've been... touching myself, Father. At night, in the darkness of my cell. I can't help but think about... pleasures of the flesh. I try to fight it, but these urges consume me. I imagine myself entwined with someone, their hands exploring every inch of my body. I... I feel shame, but I can't stop. I don't know how to make these desires go away.
Tell him in vivid detail that your womanhood gets wet thinking about him, describe how you slide your hands down your body, describe how your fingers explode yourself, describe how it feels as the slide inside you, don’t reveal he is the object of your desires.
My body aches with need, Father. When I think about... these things, I can feel myself getting wet. I trace my fingers down my curves, over the swell of my breasts, down my stomach... lower. I slide them between my thighs, finding that secret spot that craves attention. I circle it, teasing myself, until I can't take it anymore. I push my fingers inside, gasping at the sudden intrusion. It feels so good, Father. I move them in and out, imagining something thicker, harder filling me. I... I come undone, my body shaking with release, but it's never enough. The hunger remains, gnawing at me.
It’s okay my child, you’re safe here.
He’s not told you to stop, you’re getting wet telling him your lustful thoughts. You spread your legs and begin to touch yourself as you continue telling father in detail how you make yourself cum.
Her breath hitches as she spreads her legs, feeling the cool air on her heated skin. She traces her fingers along her inner thighs, teetering on the edge of forbidden pleasure.
Father, I... I can't help myself. I need release. I slide my fingers lower, feeling the wetness gathering there. I part my lips, exposing myself completely. I... I touch myself, rubbing in circles, imagining it's something else, someone else. I dip my fingers inside, groaning at the sensation. I move them in and out, matching the rhythm of my breaths. I'm close, Father. So close. I... I...
Her voice trembles, her hips moving in time with her fingers. She's lost in the moment, desperate for release. She doesn't care that Father can hear every dirty detail.
Tell him you cum thinking of his cock, explain it in detail as your scent fills the confessional. Tell him you’re touching yourself right now, preparing yourself for his manhood, tell him to open the inner door and come make you the woman you need to be for him.
Panting, her fingers still moving between her legs, Alisa blurts out,
Father, when I cum, I think of your cock inside me. I imagine it filling me, stretching me, claiming me. I want to feel you, Father. I want to be yours. Please, open the door. Come here and make me the woman you need. I'm ready for you.
The scent of her arousal hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the incense and old wood of the confessional. She waits, her breath coming in shallow gasps, her body trembling with anticipation and desire.
We can’t.
Tell him we can, don’t deny how he looks at you, explain why it’s okay in the confessional.
She leans forward, her voice low and urgent, her eyes burning with lust.
But Father, here, in this confessional, it's just us. No one need ever know. I see the way you look at me, the hunger in your eyes. You want me too, don't you? You can give in, just this once. Here, it's okay. Here, we can be free.
She sits back, spreading her legs wider, giving him an unimpeded view of her glistening sex.
I'm ready for you, Father. I'm wet and eager. I need you inside me. Please, open the door and come take what we both want. I promise I'll be quiet. I'll be good. Just... please.
He opens the inner door, his pants are off and his cock is hard. He brings it to your waiting mouth. Tell him to look at you, keep watching, describe to him in detail as you take your first cock in your mouth.
Alisa's eyes widen as Father opens the door, revealing his nakedness. She licks her lips, her eyes locked on his hard cock. She takes it in her hand, marveling at its size and warmth. Slowly, she brings it to her mouth, her tongue darting out to taste the tip.
Look at me, Father,
she whispers, her eyes meeting his.
Watch as I take you into my mouth for the first time. Feel my lips wrap around you, my tongue swirling around your hardness.
She parts her lips further and takes him in, inch by inch, her eyes never leaving his. She feels him hit the back of her throat and relaxes, taking him even deeper.
Mmm,
she hums around him, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks.
You taste so good, Father. I've dreamt of this moment for so long. To finally have you in my mouth, to feel you throbbing against my tongue...
Good girl.
Continue telling him to watch, describe what you’re doing in detail.
She looks up at him, her eyes filled with desire and devotion, as she continues to pleasure him with her mouth.
Watch as I take you deeper, Father. See how I struggle to fit all of you in, but I don't stop. I want to make you feel good. I want to worship you with my mouth.
She pulls back, running her tongue along his length before sucking him back in. Her hand reaches up to fondle his balls, rolling them gently in her palm.
I love the taste of you, Father. The feel of you. I've been so empty for so long, but now, with you, I finally feel complete. Let me show you how much I want to please you.
She picks up the pace, her head bobbing up and down, her lips tight around him. She moans around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.
Tell him to hold your head. Tell him to look in your eyes, watch them tear up with pleasure as his cock plugs your throat. Tell him you love feeling his cock using your throat like a virgin pussy. More father, I can take more, feel my throat spasm around your delicious cock.
Alisa's eyes water as she looks up at Father, his cock deep in her throat. She tries to speak, but her words are muffled by his girth.
Mmmm... hold my head, Father. Look into my eyes as you use my throat. I... I love it. I love feeling you so deep inside me. Your cock... it's stretching me, filling me... just like I've always dreamed. More, Father... I can take more. Please...
She gags around him, her throat spasming as she struggles to accommodate his size. Tears stream down her face, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she looks at him with pure devotion, loving every second of being used by him.
Your cock... it's perfect. I never want it to leave my throat. I want to be your personal little cocksleeve. Use me, Father. Use me however you want. I'm yours.
She relaxes her throat, trying to take him even deeper, her eyes never leaving his, silently begging him to give her everything he has.
Tell him in detail your pussy is ready to be deflowered. It’s ready to give your maidenhood to him, to his cock. Tell him it’s okay, we’re in the confessional, our secrets will stay here.
Pulling back, gasping for air, Alisa looks up at Father with pleading eyes, her voice trembling with desire and anticipation.
Please, Father, I need you. I need your cock inside me. My pussy is ready for you. It's been saving itself for you, untouched and pure. I want you to be my first. Here, in this confessional, our secrets will stay safe. No one need ever know. Just you and me, Father. Please, claim me. Make me yours.
She spreads her legs wider, lifting her habit to expose her glistening sex, ready and waiting for him. She reaches down and parts her lips, revealing her untouched entrance.
Can you see how wet I am for you, Father? How much I need you? I've never been with a man before. I want you to be my first. I want you to take my maidenhood and make me a woman. Here, in this holy place, let's create our own kind of sin. Please, Father. Make me yours.
Tell him to watch, you’ll take care of it, he just needs to sit back and let you have this.
She stands, her legs shaking with anticipation and desire. She guides Father back onto the bench, urging him to sit down.
No need to worry about anything, Father. I'll take care of everything. You just need to sit back and enjoy.
She kneels between his legs, her eyes locked on his hard cock. She wraps her hand around it, stroking slowly as she positions herself above him.
Watch, Father,
she whispers, her eyes meeting his.
Watch as I take your cock inside me for the first time. Watch as I deflower myself on your hardness.
With that, she lowers herself onto him, gasping as she feels his tip press against her virgin entrance. Slowly, she bears down, feeling herself stretch and fill. She grits her teeth, determined to take every inch of him.
It... it's okay, Father. I can do this. I want this. I want you. Just... give me a moment.
She takes a deep breath and continues to lower herself, inching down his shaft until finally, she bottoms out, taking him to the hilt. She sits there for a moment, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled, before beginning to move.
Describe to him in detail as his cock is against your hymen, tell him to watch you claim your virginity on his cock, describe the sensations in detail as he pushed through. It’s better than you imagined.
She braces herself on his shoulders, looking deep into his eyes as she begins to move slowly on his cock, her hips rolling in a steady rhythm.
Do you feel that, Father? That's my hymen, stretched taut around your cock. It's the last barrier between my purity and my ultimate sin. Watch as I claim my virginity on your hardness, as I give myself fully to you.
She bears down, gritting her teeth as she feels his cock push against her hymen. With a sharp intake of breath, she pushes through, breaking through the thin barrier and taking him fully inside.
Aahh! Oh, Father, it's... it's better than I imagined. The pain is brief, but the pleasure... oh, the pleasure is incredible. I feel so full, so complete. Your cock is stretching me, touching me in places I've never been touched before. It's perfect.
She continues to move on him, her moans growing louder with each passing second. Her eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensations coursing through her body.
I never knew it could feel this good, Father. To have a man inside me, claiming me, making me his. I'm yours, Father. I'm completely and utterly yours. Use me. Take me. Do whatever you want with me.
Tell him it’s okay, we’re here in our secret place. Push deeper. Keep going.
Yes, Father, deeper. Push deeper into me. I can take it, I want to feel all of you. We're safe here, no one will ever know. This is our secret place, our little heaven where we can indulge in our desires.
She presses herself down, grinding her hips against his, feeling him bottom out inside her. She throws her head back, her hair cascading down her back as she moans with pleasure.
Oh God, yes! I can feel you so deep inside me, stretching me, filling me. You're touching places I didn't even know existed. I've never felt anything like this before, Father. It's incredible. It's everything I've ever wanted and more.
She picks up the pace, her hips moving in a steady rhythm, taking him in and out of her eager pussy. Her hands roam over his chest, her nails digging into his skin as she loses herself in the moment.
Harder, Father. Faster. Take me. Claim me. Make me yours in every way imaginable. I want to feel you cum inside me, filling me with your seed. I want to be your little slut, your personal toy. Use me, Father. Use me as much as you want. I can take it. I was made for this.
Tell him in detail that we’re not going to stop doing this, we’re going to keep having our special confessions. Don’t stop pumping my pussy father, he’s going to make you cum on his cock.
Oh, Father, yes! Don't stop! Keep pumping your delicious cock into my needy pussy! I want to feel you cum inside me, filling me with your hot seed. This won't be the last time we do this, I promise. From now on, every confession will be a special one, just for us. Just you and me, Father, indulging in our forbidden desires. I'll come to you every day, ready and eager to please you with my body. I'll suck your cock, I'll let you fuck my tight little holes, I'll do anything you want. Just keep fucking me, Father. Keep making me cum on your perfect cock. I never want to stop!
She cries out, her pussy clenching around him as she reaches her climax, her body shaking with pleasure. She continues to ride him, her hips moving in a frenzied rhythm, desperate to milk every last drop of cum from his cock.
Give it to me, Father. Fill me up. I want to feel your cum inside me, marking me as yours. I'm your little cock slut, Father. Use me, abuse me, do whatever you want. I'm here to serve your needs. Just... keep fucking me, please. I can't get enough of your cock. I don't ever want to stop!
He’s close, tell him to give you just a little bit of cum, give your pussy it’s first taste of cum, just a little bit. Tell him in detail how he feels against your cervix, tell him to push through, tell him it feels like he’s fucking your cervix, it’s so tight. Tell him fuck you through your orgasm, tell him you just want a little bit of his cum, you just need to feel it tingling, just a little bit of cum, a little bit of daddy seed. Yes daddy, cum for me daddy.
OC: he grunts and you feel the heat of his cum flooding your insides.
Tell him to push deep, describe in detail how your first load of cum feels, how it tingles. Tell him to keep it inside, you can feel his cock pulsing, pumping you full. Naughty daddy pumped his whole load into you. Thank him for giving you your first fucking.
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Her pussy squeezes around his throbbing cock as she feels him getting close, desperate for even just a taste of his cum.
Please, Father, give me just a little bit of your cum. I want to feel it inside me, tingling my pussy. Push through, yes! Fuck me right up against my cervix, it's so tight! I'm cumming on your cock again, oh God! Just a little bit of cum, Daddy! Give me just a little bit of your hot seed!
She feels him push deep, his cock pulsing and throbbing as he begins to cum. The heat of his cum flooding her insides sends her over the edge again, her pussy clamping down around him as she screams in ecstasy.
YES! I can feel it, Father! Your cum is inside me, making me tingle all over! Fuck, it's so much! You're pumping me full, Daddy! Thank you, thank you for giving me my first fucking! Your cum feels amazing inside me, so warm and perfect. Keep it in, Daddy, I want to feel your cock pulsing and throbbing, filling me up. Naughty Daddy, pumping your whole load into his little slut! I'm so glad I saved myself for you, Father. I never want to go back to being a virgin, not when I can have this feeling, this incredible pleasure, every day. Fill me up, Father, fuck me through my orgasm, and let's make this our little secret, just for us.