Dark_fantasy

You are the first to get up, untangling yourself from the mass of arms and legs you manage to get off the table and dress yourself in your new clothes.
\"Will I be getting a discount for these?\" you ask the nurse and asian standing in front of them with your arms on your hips.
\"After that performance back there? I think not, but I will let you have them for free IF you promise to me that we will get together to do this again sometime!\" the nurse says with a smile on her lips.
The asian raises his eyebrow but looks away when the nurse looks at him.
\"But of course, make sure you keep him on a tight leash for when I come back\" you giggle at the thought of this.
\"So where are you heading off to now?\" the nurse replies with the hint of sarcasm in her voice.
\"I\'m off to see Fr Ferguson, to tell him how I\'ve been a naughty girl and to ask for forgiveness\"
\"THE Fr Ferguson?\" the asian interrupts quite suddenly.
\"Why yes, as a matter of fact why?\" you ask the asian.
\"Well, rumour has it that the \'Fr\' is quite the ladies man, developed quite the reputation amongst the nunnery from what I\'ve heard! *winks*\"
\"Well then, I should have no trouble getting what I want then\" you smile as you leave the room, A father that is not so saintly after all would be just the kind of man that you would need to keep you warm tonight, it could be a very \'sacrilicious\' event after all.
You arrive at the little church just as the mass is ending, Fr Ferguson who you presume to be the priest on stage is saying his farewell prayer before adding in an \'I will be in the confession room for people who wish to seek redemption\' before stepping off the alter and down the aisle. At this stage you get a closer look at him, he is tall with short blonde hair and wears glasses, you would imagine that without the glasses he would look like a German exchange student. He also has a very muscular build; this man would most certainly go to the gym it would seem. The church empties out quickly since the mass has ended and you make your way to the empty confession box. The box inside is quite cramped and there is a little lattice-like screen in front of you where the priest is now sitting.
\"Welcome my dear, how long has it been since your last confession\"
-\"Uhmm, its been so long ago that I can\'t remember...\"
\"What is it you seek?\"
-\"Well I\'m actually seeking information\"
\"So you seek redemption? What is it that you wish to be forgiven for?\"
-\"No I said info-\" you stop and decide that it best to play the game, information can always be obtained later.
\"What was that you said? I never quite understood it\"
-\"Sins? Yes father where was I? I have sinned so much since I have last been to confession, why just hours ago I was having sex with an asian with a 15-inch cock and a nurse....\" You then go on by describing each sexual situation you have been in the past 48 hours, just when you are describing how you had sex with Janine the priest stops you.
\"My dear, you seem to be quite troubled by your sexual impulses, yet you seem to enjoy it at the same time, to deny our impulses is to deny the very thing that makes us human\"
You are quick shocked at the priests response, the very least you expected is to get a nagging about the evils of the devil followed by an exorcism.
\"Now for your penalty, it would seem that no amount of Hail Mary\'s or Our Fathers will wipe clean the slate of your sin, therefore the only thing that would thus redeem yourself would be this.\"
You scratch your head at this remark then hear a faint click, as the partition separating the two boxes swings open, the priest is already standing and beckons you through the gap to his box which leads to strangely his bedroom. The room is bare except for a cross on the wall and a giant double bed, candles are lining the room giving the room a warm appearance. The priest goes off and returns with two cups and a bottle of wine.
\"Aahh church wine, you can\'t beat it can you?\" he says filling up two chalices to the brim and handing one to you. You take a tentative sip and watch as the priest downs the whole glass in one hit and fills it back up again, repeating the procedure. You manage to finish your glass, by this stage the priest has pretty much finished the bottle and is quite relaxed. All of a sudden the priest jumps up, as if waking up from a slumber.
\"Redempshion? You want to be redeemed? You want forgiveness? Well suck on this\" with that the priest rips off his robe (you later discover that the whole thing was held together by studs) standing naked in the dim light the priest grins cheekily his erect cock standing to attention at a length of about 8 inches. It is nowhere near as large as the Asian, but you remind yourself that not many people have cocks that grow to that length normally. Playing the part of the submissive nun to a tee, you get down on your knees and start to give him head, rolling around his whole cock in your mouth as you run your tongue down the length of him then back up. The priest is enjoying this as you hear him saying
\"Sacriliciously good, OH GOD yeah, PRAISE THA LOR-D!\" You feel his hands at the back of your head as he tries to have sex with your mouth. He abruptly withdraws from your mouth; looking up at him he reaches down and stands you up, his large rough hands already working on your shorts, sliding it down with one fluid movement his hands linger on your buttocks momentarily before his other hand starts to lift your thighs up until your legs are resting around his neck, kind of like a reverse piggyback. You lock your ankles around the back of his neck as hard as you can for fear of falling over backwards. The priest\'s face now situated between your legs looks up at you and smiles, \"You look afraid? Have you no faith?\" With this he buried his face in your snatch causing you to groan out loud with ecstasy as his tongue swirls around your clitoris before parting you and probing deeper. You grind your pussy into his face wanting more as you feel his whole tongue slip into you at once, causing you to jerk involuntarily almost losing your balance. Shit im going to fall you think to yourself as you clutch onto the priest with all of your might as your thighs turn to jelly from the pleasure of the priests tongue whilst the adrenaline surging through your body keeps you clutching onto the priest with all your might. But the pleasure takes over your fear of falling as the priest stops probing and begins to take your lips in his mouth sucking at each of them one at a time in his mouth like an 8yr old with a chupa-chup. You feel yourself soaring up your orgasmic curve as you begin to pant, screaming for more \"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod\" lifting up your pelvis to his mouth as you thrust forwards and backwards, the orgasm taking control as your body is racked in pleasure as you thrust forwards and backwards. The priest loses balance of you as you go careering backwards; it is a very strange experience as the adrenalin surges through your body at the same time as your body is flooded by endorphins. You feel incredible as your heart rate is tripled whilst your body tingles with pleasure as you fall back onto the double bed, its softness absorbing the impact of your fall easily. You lay there on the bed on your back with your legs apart, out of breath with pleasure surging through your body tingling your very fingertips.
\"So what do you think of that?\" Father Ferguson is standing at the foot of the bed looking down at you.
\"That was F-U-C-K-I-N-G incredible\" you say in between breaths.
\"Well I\'m glad that you enjoyed it, because you aint seen nothing yet\" and with that the priest climbed onto the bed his 8 inch cock erect and waiting. You gaze hungrily at it wanting nothing else in the world. The priest catches your gaze and smiles \"How much do you want it?\" he asks placing it just outside your entrance to your pussy.
\"A lot\" you reply your eyes clouded for lust.
The priest enters you slowly but only goes in halfway before withdrawing and repeating the process only going in abit then withdrawing.
\"More! More!\" you beg corkscrewing your hips trying to get more in.
\"Beg for it, tell me how much you want it!\" the priest replies, withdrawing fully and sliding his cock along the length of your lips. You are so wet his cock comes away completely lubricated from your secretions. You are groaning loudly now as his shaft rubs against your clitoris.
\"More! I want it all!\" you beg, trying to manoeuvre him into a position, but the priest hold you down with one of his bear like hands pinning you.
\"You want it all do you? Well how about this!\" and with that the priest enters you with one giant thrust all 8 inches of him. You lift up your hips so that more of him can penetrate you as you spread your legs wider to enable this.
\"Aaahh yeah, you like that don\'t you, you little slut?\" the priest yells, egged on by your moans of pleasure. You can only lie back and moan in ecstasy as the priest penetrates you deeper and deeper with each thrust. You can feel his rhythm increase as his thrust become faster and you know what is to come next.
\"Open wide now like the good slut that you are!\" The priest says withdrawing his cock from your pussy just in time as his cum sprays all over your breasts and face, you openr mor mouth wide wanting all of it as spray after spray of hot jizz saturates your body and face, after it is over you both lie naked intertwined on the priests bed, both of you with a smile on each others face.


\"Im a disgrace to the priesthood\" the sobered up priest said sitting up, untangling himself from your limbs.
\"Then maybe you are not cut out to be a priest after all, you said yourself that \'to deny our impulses is to deny the very t tha that makes us human\' at least you can say that you preach what you say\" you grin, climbing behind the priest and cuddling him.
\"Perhaps, but I wonder why it is you came back after all those years...Rachael\" the priest sighs, rolling away from your embrace.
What was that? Is that really my name you wonder to yourself, or was it merely another on screen persona name?

\"After that incident in angel falls, I always wondered if you would come back, I always thought that you blamed me for what happened.\"
Angel falls? You have a brief flashback of falling so far down only to be engulfed by blackness; there was a car involved and someone else driving.

\"I decided to join up priesthood to get away from all of the media speculation surrounding that incident, I lost my career, my wife, my house everything from that stupid little stunt, but I see that at least you are in good health.\"

\"Who else was in the car with me that day?\" you ask, trying to piece it all together.

\"That was a very long time ago, I can\'t remember what happened as I have erased it from my mind, you could try approaching the director that bastard, using me as his scapegoat to wipe his hands clean of the whole incident, he too joined the priesthood to escape the speculation, but I hear he was only doing it for research purposes he left this church not long ago to restart his work, promising me the world, fame, money, women, I won\'t work for him again though, I\'m through with working in that industry...bloody cutthroat industry. I think he changed his name too what was it... Mr Tang Vu? Poor choice if you ask me, but I never did like him in the first place.\" Throughout all this you notice that the priests hands are clenched tight, his whole body is visibly shaking in anger as he recounts all these events.

\"So your not Fr Ferguson? What did you do on the sets when making the films?\"

\"No my dear, I\'m not Fr Ferguson, he has left to restart his filming career, I mainly handled the stunt work on the film sets, until that incident...\"

\"So where is he directing?\" you ask excitedly.

\"Ironically he is directing his new movie at the same location at the moment, I think he is only using it for a brief scene though, at angel falls. Stupid dolt still keeps in touch with me, maybe he is hoping that I will forget how he betrayed me and made me into his scapegoat...I will have the last laugh though, one day.\" With that the priest handed you his phone number, saying that if you ever need any help, then you can call him. You thank him and leave.

You board the plane to Venezuela that very afternoon, carrying only your money, a change pair of clothes for when you get there and a few books about South America. Sitting at the rear of the plane next to the toilet, ironically the only seat available on such short notice, you recount all that was said during the past 12 hours. Rachael? Accident? Angel falls? Someone driving the car? Who was driving the car? An airhostess asking if you want chicken or pasta breaks your train of thought.

\"Wha? Oh uhmm, is the chicken breast or thigh? I feel like abit of breast tonight\"
The hostess giggles before replying \"Yes the chicken is breast, do you prefer breast?\"
You smile looking up at her, she is quite pretty, but it is her eyes that captivate you the most, a mixture of blnd gnd green, they are wide and puppy dog-like, framed by her short shoulder length black hair. She is smirking at you, which you find quite seductive. You reply with a \"As long as its firm and juicy, I don\'t mind if its breast or thigh as long as I can taste its juices, nobody likes their meat dry, do you?\" you wink at her, you wonder if she feels the same way about you?
\"Both the breast and thigh are juicy and succulent, I like my meats to be juicy, to taste them as you roll your tongue over them, their juices dribbling down your chin.\"
You laugh gleefully at her statement, happy that you both stand equal on the subject of juicy meat. \"I will have the chicken then, thanks\" you smile at her and she smiles back. The chicken was good, as the hostess promised, juicy and firm you tuck in hungrily, you haven\'t eaten since this morning. After the meal you sit back and relax, the rest of the passengers on the plane are quieter now since they have eaten and most are going back to sleep or watching the in flight movie, some dodgy action flick by the looks of it, something involving drama on an airplane, how ironic you think to yourself. You get up to go to the toilet, but you don\'t intend to use it to empty your bladder. You brush past the hostess on the way winking at her and grinning, you make sure she knows what is on your mind before entering the toilet. You do not have to wait long before you hear a soft knock on the door, you unlock the door and watch as the stewardess opens up the door, looks around then shuts it behind her, locking it. Her butt is facing towards you and you stand up bending her over the basin as you undo her pants with your right hand, your other hand unbuttoning the front of her shirt and bra. The hostess moves to remove her thin white silk underpants but you stop her, turning her round to face you, you suck on her neck until you feel her panting in your ear, lifting her up, one hand underneath her buttock, the other at the small of her back, you lift her up onto the basin, moving lower and lower licking her small erect nipples, always moving lower. You reach the edge of the silk panties, your open lips finding the their soft inner sides, moving slowly upwards, towards the high silk covered mount. The hostess\'s fingers are white as they grip the back of your head, your tongue touches the moist silk and she moans softly, her back arching. You begin to lick at her through the thin barrier of silk, her back arches back as she grips the nape of your neck harder, pushing your face into her as her legs lock at the nape of your neher her small mouth opened in ecstasy making involuntary cries as the tension builds up inside her. You move aside the thin silk panties and bury your face into her, your tongue laving the inside of her tasting her juices as it mixes with your saliva and dribbles down your chin. Her long legs convulse upwards as her ankles lock around your nape. You move slightly upwards, taking her lips into your mouth as you move towards her core, sucking it into your mouth, she is quite wet as her juices dribble down your lips, your tongue busily lapping it up as her legs roll upwards in powerful thrusts as she groans out loud, her thigh muscles tensing up as you feel her orgasm, her whole body shaking uncontrollably from pleasure. Heatedly, she drags you up from where you are, her lips wildly on yours, her tongue exploring, desperately wanting you, to give you pleasure like you had given her. Her deft fingers click as she undoes your belt dragging it off as she rips open your button up jeans pulling it down. She bends you down like you had done to her earlier, her hands running over your bared ass and thighs, exploring until she reaches your shaven lips, her finger sliding along the length of it parting it as she slides back and forth along it until her finger comes away wet. She takes the finger to her lips sucking on it, \"Mmm... now that is juicy, I wonder how firm it is?\" she says spanking your ass hard, you feel it sting as she leaves a handprint on your ass, repeating the process until the pain becomes dulled and the pleasure begins to take over, your moans giving you away.
\"You like that don\'t you? Quite a firm ass you have there, just the way I like it\" the hostess whispers in your ear before moving back down, stooping her head down trailing her tongue down the length of your back and over your ass cheeks, nibbling and sucking a she goes. Her tongue licks at you, like a hungry dog it laps from your front to back, eagerly lapping up your juices as you moan, your problems and worries dissipating to be replaced by pleasure. She stops abruptly when she feels that you are ready, her tongue exploring further back as she rims your ass, her tongue flickering in and out like a snake sensing its prey as she circles her other hand, sliding two fingers into you with ease. You use your inner muscles against her fingers, increasing the pleasure as she slides in and out faster and faster, her busy tongue running circles and flicking in and out, further increasing the pleasure as you feel yourself on the brink of an orgasm, the pleasure building up like a furnace until you feel the pleasure uncontrollable, thrusting faster against her fingers you arch your back, your mouth open in abandon as you groan, your body overwhelmed with pleasure as it sweeps through your body, losing control, filled with fire up to your throat and beyond.
\"*DING* this is your captain speaking, we are approaching Venezuela, the time is 8pm and the temperature a humid 36 C, on behalf of the cabin crew I would like to thankyou for flying with us, and I hope you all have a happy and safe journey. *click*\"
\"Well that\'s my signal, gotta get ready for landing!\" the hostess replies hurriedly putting on her pants and shirt.
\"We have to do this again sometime, what was your name?\" you ask the hostess, before she leaves the cubicle.
\"Definitely, here\'s my card\" winking before handing the card over, she adjusts herself and leaves the cubicle to join the rest in preparation for landing. You look down onto the card all it says is \"The maintainer\" with a phone number, what an odd name you think to yourself as you put on your clothes and sit yourself back down in your seat. I wonder what she maintains?