You can’t think about hot girls when you priest…
The sin.
I was zealous catholic. Church was everything for me. I believed in God and was in church every day. I didn’t date anybody. Maybe once in a while I would go on a “blind” date. If guy was cute we had sex. If no – home and Netflix.
Usually mass’ were boring. Sometimes I was asking myself why am I here? Until I saw him… I think God wanted to see my reaction because I had only one idea in my mind “Are you fucking kidding me?” Tall, great built and very hot…priest. I looked in his eyes and I felt how unfair was life. Why are the most attractive guys either priests or gay? He looked at me and smiled slightly. Oh my God, he likes me. I thought if I would stand up whole church would see my juices, running down my legs. Yes, I was that wet.
“Dear brothers and sisters,” started hot man, “let’s take a minute and will thank God for everything. Especially for women because they push us to love God more.” He looked at me.
Yes, I am a priest. Well, correction. I will be priest in two years when I’ll be done with my training. I decided to give my life to God and right now I wanted to try if I can do it. So far it was going ok. Of course lot of temptations around. And today I saw the hardest one. I knew I will think about her the rest of this day and whole night. And it was huge sin. I am belongs to God. I can’t think about woman in that way. You know what I’m talking about. But it’s like Devil had agreement with our Father. She was so hot. I didn’t know if I would be able to finish the mass. My dick was so hard. I was starving for some relief. My mind would draw crazy pictures of her instead of praying. I couldn’t take it anymore. I asked my older co-worker to finish the mass.
I ran into the bathroom and closed the door. Took out my very hard dick and froze. I am priest, I can’t do it. It’s a sin. I’ll break sixth commandment. But little worm in my mind had his voice. “Think how great would be jerk off thinking about her? Wet your hand and imagine her warm dripping pussy. Move inside of her, make her moan, bite her lip.” I could barely realize my actions but my hand slowly touched my cock. I clenched my teeth. God, dear Lord, it was so good. I would fight for every move. It felt like it was her hand. Tender, soft and wet female hand. I couldn’t stop. It was stronger than me. Hand would move faster… Christ, how God could create something so great and name it “sin”? My hand kept teasing me. Tiny voice in my head continued “If you can’t cum think about her pussy.” It was the end. I almost screamed into my sleeve. Orgasm was as strong as my guilt. My hand didn’t stop and I had another orgasm. It felt so fucking good.
I cleaned after myself and went back to hall. Mass was over and few people were here and there. Suddenly I heard “Holy Father?” I almost cried. It knew it was her. God, please, for what? I turned around and tried to look professional.
“Yes, how can I help you?”
“Your elder co-worker told me I can make an appointment with you.”
“Appointment? I don’t think I consult anybody.”
“Father Jim said you’ll be preparing me for my first communion.” Girl looked at him like it was nothing.
“Umm, sure, I’ll see you tomorrow at five o’clock. Just after mass.” I knew right away it was punishment from God.
“Great, I’ll see you then.” Dreamy girl smiled at me so happily.
It was going to be hell…
To be continued….
