Nikki's Christening

Finally I just threw back my head and gave into the orgasm. The feeling was more intense than anything I had ever felt before. Every muscle in my body seemed to have a mind of it's own, the juices from my pussy were flowing like a faucet, and I saw flashes of every color in the rainbow!
Just as my body started to calm down, I could feel his cock throbbing harder inside me. He lowered his head and kissed me hard, then threw back his head, let out a low guttural moan, and came right there inside of me, before his body collapsed on top of mine.

Chapter 8 - Penance

"Uh um. Well, yeah, um, yes, I guess that certainly would be classified as a sin. Do you feel any remorse?"
"Oh hell no! I loved every minute of it and every other time."
"Every other time? You mean it has happened again?"
"Yes it has."
"And have all of these times been similar?"
"How do you mean?"
"I mean, the things you have done, the way you have felt. That kind of thing."
"For the most part, the way I feel is the same, but oh the things we do!! Those change."
"Change, in what way?"
"Just like the things we do, where we do them, they just change. Like the more I learn the more I want to explore and he is definitely willing to teach me."
"I see. And you don't feel any remorse about this?"
"Oh no! I love it!"
"Then why are you in confession then?"
"Because, it was just to good to keep to myself."
"That is beside the point, you still must serve penance. I want you to go out, and kneel in a pew. Only, I want you to kneel on the bench with your eyes closed, lean over the back, and pray the rosary twice. No matter what, do not allow yourself to become distracted. Also, I want you to return to confession next week, and be prepared to recount your latest sexual deeds."

"Yes, Father."
I exited the confessional and went and kneeled in a pew as instructed. I was half way through my first rosary, when I heard a sharp intake of breath from behind me and I could have sworn I felt hot breath on the backs of my thighs. But true to my word, I continued with my prayers, and did not allow the distraction.
I kept right on with my prayers, even as I felt hands sliding up the back of my thighs, under my skirt, and right to my pussy. I was planning to meet my lover after confession, so I had removed my panties already. I didn't know what to do or say, so I stayed there and continued praying even as the priest's finger entered my tight, wet cunt.

We stayed there, him fingering my pussy, while I finished my last prayer. As soon as I was done, he picked up the pace and began to slam his fingers into my pussy making me cum, my moans echoing through the empty church.
Without a word, he stood, straightened his robe, and went back to his office. When he was gone, I got up and left.

Chapter 9 - Punishment

"The strangest thing just happened."
"What was that, baby?" he said as he planted a kiss on my cheek.
"Um, well, I just came back from confession, and I, uh was telling the priest you know about you and I. Well, um, he sent me out to do my penance but he wouldn't let me kneel on the floor, he wanted me to kneel over the pew. Anyway, I uh, had my eyes closed and was doing my penance when, (nervous giggle) uh, he came over and began to touch me. Then he fingered me and left."

"He fucking what?!"
"Yeah, he made me keep on with my penance and the whole time he sat there fingering me."
"I am going to fucking kill him!"
"Baby, please relax, I mean we need to be careful, he is the priest, and I really don't want to get caught up in a scandal. And if you kill him, then I wouldn't be able to do this," I said as I began to nuzzle and nibble on his neck.
"That isn't going to work this time Nikki. How could you let him do that? Why didn't you stop him?"
"I was to shocked to do anything! I have been catholic since day one, I never would have expected something like this to happen!"
"Did you cum?"
"Yeah, I couldn't help it, my body just took over."
"Let's get one thing straight. You are mine. I love you and I am the ONLY one who is to touch you, the only one who is to le you physically."

With that he lifted me up off the floor and carried me into the bathroom where he turned on the shower then began to undress first me then himself. He lifted me up and carried me into the shower and began to wash me thoroughly.
"I am washing off every trace of that son of a bitch. I don't want any trace of him touching you. None."

He continued to wash me thoroughly, removing every fiber, every scent, every fingerprint that could have possibly been left behind.
When he finished he carried me to the bed sat me on my knees in the center of the bed and took what looked like the very long belt of a bathrobe and tied it to the headboard keeping me on my knees and stretched my arms out in front of me, tying them to the top of his head board. My arms were stretched out so far in front of me that my back had to arch, pushing my ass further into the air. He then took a silk scarf and tied it over my eyes. I could hear him walk around to the other side of the bed and with out warning felt a sharp sting as his hand came down and slapped me hard on my right ass cheek.
"Let's get one thing straight, this ass is mine. You are not to let anyone else touch it. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes I understand."
"Yes you understand, what?"
"Yes I understand, Sir."
"Much better. Now tell me, whose ass is this?"
"Yours, Sir."
"Damn right."

With that he got on the bed behind me and started to slide his fingers between the lips of my pussy.
"Tell me, baby, did he touch you like this?"
"No, his touch was unsure, like he didn't know what he was doing. Not warm and sensual like yours."
"Good answer," he said and continued to slide his fingers between my lips thoroughly saturating my entire pussy.
Once I was very wet, he slid down a little and ran just the tip of his tongue from my clit all the way back, pushing it into my pussy just slightly before sitting up.
"Now, you need to be punished for allowing another to play with my pussy."

Before I could ask how I was to be punished I felt his thick cock press into me, then slide all the way in, his pelvis pressed firmly against my ass. He then grabbed me by my hips and began to slam his cock in and out of my pussy violently. I had my head down, moaning and whimpering at his every thrust.
"I want to hear every sound coming out of your throat," he said as he reached up and wrapped my hair around his fist, pullng back and causing me to throw my head back, making my moans and whimpers even louder in the room.

He pulled back on my hair with one hand and placed the palm of the other on the small of my back making me arch even further and causing his thrusts into me to increase to the point that they were so hard the sound of his body against mine echoed throughout the room and mixed with my cries.
"Oh God baby, I need to cum so bad," I cried.

With that he continued to pull back on my hair, but the hand he had placed on the small of my back moved and he began to smack me on the ass as he continued his violent thrusts. The closer I came to orgasm, the harder he spanked me, until the room was filled with the slapping sounds of both his hand and our bodies and the echo of the screams from my orgasm, quickly followed by the sounds of his own.
As the last drops of his cum drained into my pussy, his body collapsed onto my back, his arms reaching up to untie the blindfold before sliding around my body and cupping my throbbing tits.

After regaining his breath, he got up on his wobbly legs and finished removing my restraints, allowing my weakened body to collapse to the bed.

To be continued....