Ungare: Father Instructs

Men looked at me                 
From the corners of their eyes               Around their wives who preached abstinence      
good Godly behavior                    
And even back then                        
I knew...                        
They wished their husbands                   Wanted to screw them like their husbands wanted to nail me                        
Snotty bitches hated me for their husbands hard ons                 
Pretended instead I was a lost cause   And Ignored me because...                        
I was brought up in a Baptist church   Now ..                        
I was delving into Catholicism               
                  
I was well educated in theology             I had always loved the mystery and poetry of the Bible                
And books of all faith              
I love reading all scripture                  
               
Father Jay was an attractive young priest            
New to the Parish            
He delighted in my curiousity at such a young age            
We would sit alone in the rectory              
We had heated discussion and traded opinions              
And we read out loud to each other favorite verse            
             
I Found books like Song of Solomon sensual and inviting..            
I admit the flush that rose in his neck when I read it aloud excited me            
           
How much more pleasing is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume more than any spice! Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride; milk and honey are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride; you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.            
"I feel like a spring enclosed Father, Like a sealed fountain...        
My self imposed captivity of bodily desire feels unnatural." I confided in him.            
"Your desires Jennifer.." He started...            
Stopped            
"Yes?" I pleaded "Father?"            
"You are as good a person as anyone I know dear." And he quickly,          
Much too quickly excused himself for the day          
           
I felt him avoiding my gaze during Mass            
Normally he sent me smiles from his seat behind Father Donovan            
Now his vacant pleasantries in line after service crushed me            
           
I drove fast and straight to the church after class one day,            
Knowing he would be preparing for Wednesday evening services            
"Father, I feel spiritually bankrupt! I miss our talks." I cried.            
"Oh Jennifer, forgive me. I miss them too. Come tomorrow."            
We hugged like old friends            
We continued our lessons            
             
We discussed the Gospel of Mary            
And of Judas            
The revelation given to Enoch        
The  persecution of the gnostics                   
And one fine day during our private time     
During our intimate exchange            
The gnostic idea of the divine within            
Finally        
Completely          
Took hold of the young priest            
He was moved to reach my divine       Within                   
Father Jay's hand went up my skirt       And then he recoiled immediately        
                     
long pause                
We looked hard at each other                I asked him "Father I know you want to be with me. Don't you know?"                        
"Yes Jennifer. I have been longing to know you, biblically."              
God forgive me!                     
"Father, leave God out of this.            
Or, actually no Father, let us leave him in.            
You are a wonderful man of faith and guide me        
I love you        
You love me        
God created that look in your eyes you have only for me            
God created the heat that happens between my legs when you look at me that way            
Please, I want you to continue.        
You want to continue."              
I whispered close in his ear            
"Don't you think your fingers will feel good inside inside the deep woman of me?            
My fingers feel so good when I touch there         
When we spoke about self love,  
Father, you said I'd done nothing wrong"            
I winked. "Remember?"            
I Waved the sign of the cross.                      
"Please father, put your hand back."                        
Father's hand slid up my thigh and in between my legs to my cunny           
He enjoyed the slick of his first vaginal touch a long while,            
Jennifer you are Sacrement            
His fingers traced and circled my bud He smelt and tasted his finger tips            
Then with force probed two fingers inside me and began a hard slide in and out...              
                       
"Jennifer you are so wet, so warm." He said with sputtered words and uneven breath..                        
"I need to have you..."  
I knew that he did, need me.                   
"Please fuck me Father."I said                        
I unbuttoned his pants, pulled out his penis            
I stroked him            
He spread my legs,            
Placed them over his shoulders           and drove his cock insde me...again and again..and again..            
and again                    
His hips slammed into me          
I was yelling out to God!            
Grinding against him until I was close to climax...                        
Ungere            
I am anointed            
He turned me over.            
Apparently Father was bored with missionary                     
He was fucking me with perfervent intent beyond anything merely carnal            
causing his scrotum to smack against my clitorus..             
"Jennifer! I am going to burst!"           
                     
"I am so close Father..."                      
To...to...OH YES GOD            
The Father was there..            
My cunt was in pulse....            
And with one final deeeep thrust...
He! Was!...!!...Cumming    
DEEP INSIDE HE FILLED ME UP            
His release was a mighty tempest          
He came a holy chaste lifetime of unspent semen..          
pure sticky white started to trickle out          
"NO! He pushed himself back inside me...            
My dear, listen carefully, trust me          
                     
He instructed...            
Jennifer, please, hold it in,            
My cumm..hang on to me tight with your sweet young pussy..            
You can do this my dear. .            
This will be ritualized through us          
He kneeled down between my legs       Said kindly "Please hold my life seed inside your womanhood tight now Jennifer.            
Squeeze.            
Squeeze tight  
Keep me inside you    
OK..then, on the count of three.            
I need you to push your pussy insides with all your power           
Just like you are forcing out hard a stream of urine..            
'"Ok"  I Said              
"Ok" Father said                     
"1 and 2 and 3.  Push hard!!"              
And i did...  
I pushed out strong and with force for Father Jay           
With an intense rush..  
My vaginal fluids and his cum came arching out of me!!                        
                       
I squirted.    
An fountain of Father's milky oooze..                      
Father Jays mouth was open between my thighs..            
Pearly white landed on his mouth and tongue,
Dripped beautifully down his chin                       
He was beside himself with joy ....playing with it  
He took a finger full of it...
told me to suck it off                   
I sucked our nectar off his finger with fervour          
"Yes child, taste us."              
Holy water my child. We cleanse one another. And this was pure.          
             
"Father, why are you calling me child?"            
                       
"Jennifer...that was a thing of beauty you gave me.You gave of yourself freely with trust and love. You are Eve's daughter. You are mine and a true child of God."