Every now and then I like to hit a church on Sunday.
Not to worship but to corrupt.
I don’t believe in the holier then thou, all seeing, all knowing and all powerful God…..and turning someone of faith inside out and upside down in their own place of worship makes my black heart happy and my goth pussy wet.
Entering the grand and ornate church makes me want to puke but I have butterflies in the pit of my stomach thinking about what I am about to do. I follow the signs in the hall way that lead to the Priest’s office. As I approach the door I hear him in there softly praying as he finishes working on his sermon for the morning.
I don’t bother knocking, I just push the door open. He looks up and smiles motioning me in.
I stride across the room and behind his desk picking up a rosary as I walk by. Before the words of question can escape his lips my tongue is down his throat and I am shoving his hand into my pussy, bald, wet and uncovered under my short skirt.
His mild resistance tells me that he wants this too. My hand touches his and he can feel me pushing the rosary inside my slippery cunt between his fingers as his dick grows against my belly.
Hell fire and damnation.
I bring him to the brink of blowing his holy load and stop.
I tell him he is going to escort me to my pew and as he gives his sermon I am going to make him cum. I have recorded our little time together and if he doesn’t cooperate I will show it in the middle of the service.
When he cums he is to scream “hallelujah, hell fire and damnation” Then he is to call me up to his podium so that I can see the cum all over his robe.
The sermon begins and as he is preaching I begin to pull the rosary from my cunt. slowly on bead at a time. Finally it is all out of me and I lift it to my mouth sucking my juice of the beads. His breath catches and he almost looses his train of thought. I hear him groan through his words and he yells, just as I ordered him to, before calling me out of the congregation.
Blasphemy Sex Sunday fun.