Sin and Absolution - Sex Stories

Sin and Absolution

... like I needed to do my own penance after I absolved her of her sins. I know I shouldn’t have been having these feelings but the vestments I wore cannot control the mind. Beautiful Alice. She looks just like she could be my Clara's daughter. She’s the spitting image of her. She's seventeen, but very mature. Very mature, that's what I would tell myself. Alice was slender with blonde shoulder-length curls that would ever so slightly bounce as she walked. She had eyes that looked grey in the sun and green in the shade. They were breathtaking. Her white button down uniform shirts always looked one size too small and the view of her perky little breasts peaking out of the slits between her buttons never failed to get my imagination running wild. It was also clear that no one ever taught her how to sit like a lady as it was rare a day went by that I didn't know what color and style underwear she wore under her red plaid skirt. If you didn't know her like I did you would think she had the sweetest way about her. It was a mock innocence that no longer fooled me. She was far from a lost cause though and I believed that I could help her to be a nicer girl then she had been. This is why I’m a priest. I help troubled souls. I believed Alice, sexy little Alice, was troubled. Most people come to confession once a week; some come once a month. Not Alice. Alice would confess to me almost every day after school. Of course I would stop anything I was doing to help her alleviate some of the ...

... heaviness she felt in her soul. We would never do confession in the confessional box. She liked to talk to me face to face. Her confessions started out pretty standard for a girl of her age. Dishonoring her parents by not listening to them, little white lies here and there, stealing some makeup. Things like that. It took some time before she started revealing some of the darker aspects of her behavior but when she did… that is all her confessions became. I felt like she would make up some of these things just to have something to tell me about. It made her horny to tell me these things and she knew what I did with these images she put in my head everyday. I felt like she could hear every time I swallowed or adjusted in my seat to try and conceal my erection in my perfectly quiet quarters when she would tell me about her latest sin. One time she told me she had sex with several boys at a party she had snuck out to attend. She told me that they finished by standing over her and cumming on her exposed breasts and open mouth. She dropped her head and mentioned that some of their cum even landed on the crucifix she always wore around her neck. She told me how they continued to invite her over for other 'parties' but when she got there she would be the only girl there and within a matter of minutes she was on her knees with a dick in her mouth and several hands removing her clothing. I made her promise that she’d not continue having sexual intercourse in this manner. I told her she ...