Message-ID: <49189asstr$1095304202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: justamano@gmail.com (justamano) X-Original-Message-ID: <9f8ce63b.0409151149.32a5d4f4@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 15 Sep 2004 19:49:55 +0000 (UTC) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 15 Sep 2004 12:49:54 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} PRIESTLY COMFORT-MEDIEVAL EROTICA-Dear Daughter of the Holy Church-Part 1 Lines: 301 Date: Wed, 15 Sep 2004 23:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2004/49189> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, hoisingr WARNING: The following material is of an explicit sexual nature and intended for adults only. If you are not an adult, if you think you might be offended, or live in a country/state that prohibits such material, please leave this site now. If you are offended by the religious nature of this post, please go take a flying holy fuck ;-p)) This story is copyright 2004, Justamano. All rights reserved. This story may NOT be posted or used on any commercial or pay site. Reposting is expressly forbidden. I specifically grant the right of downloading and keeping ONE electronic copy for your personal reading so long as this notice is included. Some events depicted may be based on actual experiences. All persons here depicted, except public figures, are fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. Comments and suggestions welcome. Justamano@gmail.com **************************************************** Just a medieval fantasy involving a well endowed priest like figure and his "Wand of Lucius" and his peculiar mode of comforting some of his parishioners. This does not purport to be chronologically or linguistically authentic to the period, oh say..... the 1600's somewhere in England. It starts off as a response to a missive from a female parishioner in his church: "Dear Father, My soul shakes from the trembles between my legs. I am shaken to the core on what sins my mind dwells on and I beseech your instructions and succour", and employs the form of a priestly journal narrative. I intend to write the next parts to this story and develop the character inasmuch as time would allow and also as much as it is welcomed by readers. So... if you like it or not, do let me know. Enjoy! ****************************************************** Dearest Daughter of the holy Church: Do not despair in the frailty of your flesh, for 'tis this that will make you a stronger lassie than what you are. As a representative of the Church, I have thought Long and Hard about this predicament of yours. It appears that while you wish to remain faithful to your spouse, your sweet cunte does not. This is by no means an unusual dilemma, for there are stronger pulses of life between thy legs than between thy ears, to quote our late brother, Dicksalot, whose pithy and wise sayings we will miss at the parish. Yes indeed, I have been faced with this issue several times in the past, and this past week, indeed. Almost 6 individual otherwise virtuous women confided in me this same lament, as well as one man, who will all remain nameless, although the man, I daresay, wishes a different outcome and intercourse for him than most men do. Nevertheless, I gave these problems due thought as your pastor, and then divine intervention came upon me one night when I was lying down for a wink. I felt the holy flutter start in my stomache then flow down to the ends of my trusty flesh rod, which was standing straight up in my cassock in the excitement of divine inspiration. I provided myself whatever succour I could with my hands at that time of the night and let the goblet empty itself, for I am still a man of vitality, with several cupfuls of fleshly humour to expend every day, and in the morning I called upon each of the women that had confided to me the day before. Perchance, and God enabled, I like to think, my visits happened each time when the man of the house was away, although this was in no way planned, I think. Each woman was apprehensive about the visit, until I reassured them that I was to be a conduit between them and heaven, at which they all started visibly excited, with a sheen in their skin, and a glaze in their eyes, that if I were not a servant of the church, I would consider to be somewhat fleshly and unholy. However, I recognized the fervour of divine succour, just as I did the night before. One of them, much troubled like you, was so breathless that I asked her to sit down, and when she did, she kept looking at the front of my cassock, and then I realized that my Wand of Lucius was very upright and attentive to say the last, all due to the heavenly ecstasy that we were experiencing. She was moistening her lips in a most seeming manner and she fell in my arms. When I caught her, her eyes were open, but her hands were holding my rod of god and slowly carressing it. I thought to myself in a moment of sacrifice, such as Jesus Son of God sayeth, that who am I to deprive this daughter of God the pleasure she appears to be enjoying. Then I proceeded to sit her up in the couch she had, pulled the curtains, and after she reassured me that her good husband was away for a few days, we got down to the act of invoking the divine spirit in us. She started grasping my fullness while I grasped her breasts and licked with my tongue all over. She cried, "Father, I have other needs for thy flexing tongue in my swollen cunte!", and she lifted her skirt, and between shapely legs like marble, there was a mound of hayre so fragrant with slight wetness on them that my lance almost surged ahead in anticipation. She was moaning aloud now while I placed my fingers in the middle of the sweet bushe and parted the gates to her heaven. Her fervour was flowing, I am happy to say all over, and I was happy to provide a flue for her excitement to reach heaven by placing my lips between her cunte lips, so sweet, so engorged, so wet... Oh my, dear daughter, my flesh rod is already rising up to look at heaven at the thought..., that I had to partake of this feast spread before me. She held onto the back of the couch with her legs spread to heaven and I was kneeling as before God, and providing succour for her satisfaction and mine. After I had thoroughly savored the juice of life from her most excited hole of life, she having attained divine attainment at least thrice in the meantime, she said, "Dear Father, now that my swollen cunte is most stirred by the expert application of your gracious mouth and tongue, I now desire to share with you what it felt like for a mouth to provide such divine sensation." She then proceeded to lift my cassock and grasped my pole, and she gasped... "Why Father!! I never knew that the men of Church were endowed with such prodigious talents! This is most immense!" I must say modestly that I have always been well blessed by God in physique meant to serve Him, and I possess large and muscular arms and legs, and a divine blessed pricke that fully extended is only two inches short of a foot! And it is thicke, such that her hand did not fully encircle its girth, when she tried. She almost fainted with the passion of God, and said... "Can it...??? Can it???" I said, "just try Daughter, and trust in God!" She then knelt down and placed her tongue on the rod head, and started a most pleasing lycking of the cream that was already spilt on it. She tried to take it all in her tender mouthe, but she almost gagged when it lodged in her throat, and was able to intake but half of its length with her mouth fully filled. But she was enjoying it and I was glad to provide her the means, and she spent a while sucking forcefully while using her throat and tongue to lap up the head and then she said, "Father, I must taste the divine passion of God through you, so I must have you spend yourself in my mouth...Besides it is almost time for lunch..." I then held her head by the hair and proceeded to fucke her mouthe with gentle strokes, while she placed her hand and fingers in the folds of her cunte and proceeded to savor the divine for herself. In a while, I could feel the love of God bubble through my groin, even as I said one Hail Mary for every stroke..It was a sensation of ecstasy and as always I believed I was on a rapid chariot to heaven, then it flowed out with mighty pulses of force until her mouth was filled and the cream spilt out from the corners of her mouth. Still she kept sucking and I kept fucking her mouth untill all the first goblet was spent. She had her eyes closed an her lips locked tight around my fucke pole, while I said the Lord's prayer for the grace showered upon us and in her. She now said, "Father, that was indeed a mouthfull and a stomachful of most pleasing cream such as my spouse never produces either in quantity or pleasing to the palate. I tasted the very river of heaven in thy juice! I do one more favor to ask of thee... I must have thy pole applied to the inner recesses of mine womb through the cunte. Let me resuscitate the pole to enable this." To this, as always, I was her and God's servant, so I complied while she proceeded to apply her lips to the pole that was only slightly spent, and soon her God given skills enabled my rod to rise to heaven again, and when it was throbbing in her eye, she said with wide open eyes and a rounded gasping mouth... "Father, in the name of God pole-ase fucke me in my cunte so desperate for the healing touch and God's revelation." I then slowly lowered my pole, teasing apart the lips with my hands, and it was fortunate that her entire sweet hole was shiny with her passion juice that it slowly slid in, She gasped then cried..."OOOOhhhhhhhOOOOhhhhh" and I could see the pain of joy when God enters you, the tears flowed and she was screaming aloud, while she held my rump with both hands and kept pushing herself forward, so I could not but move forward and on until about half of the pole had disappeared in the steaming jungle, when I felt an obstruction. She then cried..."Ohh Lorddddd, you have reached my cervyx and you are but half way through. We are blessed.... Father Father..." I then moved slowly then sped up to match her motion... The slap of flesh was a music from heaven, we dwelt on the moment for a while, until she was almost senseless in her passion, her screaming grew very loud, and she moved rapidly as if her grasp of eden was very near, and It Was! She came to the doors of heaven and passed inside, with eyes shut tight, her hand on my rump, closely clenched to me while my pole passed on divine passion on to her. She appeared to completely become senseless while she spasmed in ecstasy several times, all the while I was making her passage to God easier. We attained such happiness and joy a full five times, with my goblets fully refilling each time with a full load of cream much to her satisfaction... She was much spent from her exertions and I was revived by a cup of wine that I shared with her, and she lay spread out as the simple dish on the Lord's Last Supper, on the couch while I was laid on her, with my deepening stick still engulfed by her aroused wet creamy gash, the humor still flowing out and down to her asshole and onto the couch. I took the dripping cream and started to push it back in her holy gash, just as a manner of distration for a moment, and my fence post again attained full pride, and was nudging and slipping in her cunte with slight effect on her at first, then she looked me and said: "Father!, I am so divinely inspired today and so are you and 'twould be a waste if we were not to go further. I wish you to fill my bottom hole also, and then I will have been indeed blessed by you all ways possible for a woman! Please Father!!" I only smiled and kissed her drooling lips and she bit my lips with such force that blood must have come. She closed her eyes, and laid back to feel the power of God again... I knelt down again and turned her over such that her rump was up to the clouds and her legs spread, and slowly caressed her cunte with some flitting and vibrating of my tongue, and my efforts paid with a definite rise in the small pearl hidden in the lily bed, and in her gasps at the divine wonder of it all... my cream that I was myself tasting was not what I would consume for want, but the palate was not displeasing nor the bouquet distressing. My nose was nudging her twitching asshole,. I lifted her holding her rump then sat her on the couch legs spread wide, so I could stick my nose, fingers and tongue up her sweet pink juicy cootchie. I stuck my tongue to the deepest recesses of her womanhood, and the while she was moaning aloud with such fervour that I prayed to God to Thank Him for this glorious excess! I then placed her face down on the rug and her hands were working in her pussy, like counting the rosary, while I started licking her asshole. They puckered and flinched and I licked her pussy, while her fingers reached behind for my engorged cock-a-doodle and start pulling..."Now Now she sayth", I placed a cream soaked finger gently on it and pushed onwards, and with nary a blockage it went in to the first joint, then the second and then the whole digit when she let out a large moan, and her back and neck arched towards the sky . I then took my Thumb well wetted with my cream and placed it in her sweet pussie, and then like holding a rare piece of fine fur or leather proceeded to rub the fingers together, gently and then start teasing it open... She was now in the throes of some feverish passion that if it had been other circumstances, I would have been tempted to exorcise! But I now placed another finger alongside the one in her asshole and this went in too, at which again she groaned like a banshee that inhabits the ungodly... then a third and a fourth finger in her asshole now stretched and twitching while her cunte flowed copiously and her legs were spread, barely able to support her and her hands were working on her breasts, pulling the teats painfully and squeezing them while she uttered a constant moan that rose and fell with the movement of my hands and hers. Her asshole was stretched and the sphincter was tight on my fingers, her pussy wide open dripping on my fingers, I licked it every now and then sticking my tongue right in the vagina.... She said: "Now NOw NOW. Father!".. I took my fingers out with a plop rubbed some cream on my thick rod and all over then placed it on the brown twitching hole, which for now was still relaxed but my cock was a lot thicker than four fingers...I slowly push... the sphincter resisting at first...then giving in so gently I am breaking into the last frontier for a woman...then all of a sudden it slips in , she moaned in a shout OOOOOHHHHHHHHNNNNMMMMMYYYYYY LOOOOOOORRRDDD and I am in her... I hold still for a moment then start rocking gently, she moans and then start fucking faster on my cock her legs spread wide, head way up in the air...her hand in her pussy as her first pleasure wavelet hit her... she moaned screamed then I am pounding into her rump with such ferocity that her white rump is now a deep red such as if being beaten with a switch. I hold her hair in my hands and pull and her neck is stretched back while she is moaning with ecstasy. She then takes my free hand and slips one finger in her mouth and starts sucking biting sucking like she is a Babe and hand is working in her vagina rubbing her clitoris and she screams as the pleasure overrides her again again, then I feel the familiar sensation of the heavenly chariot arriving and the stallions rushing ahead and she knows it and starts moving faster, faster and I am hunched over her, my Cossack flung on the floor, my back and body sweating like I was hacking wood holding her hair. We are moaning together then my horses start pouring out and I spurt cuming in large loads in her asshole and she is still moaning......... .......OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNGGG as we cum together and I spend myself in herr last frontier and after my load is all sucked up by her asshole, we collapse on each other on the floor my wand still hard still inside her...her asshole pulsing like a heart beating in the sun! ...we are breathing heavily sweating and we lie still for a while just taking in the wonder of it all... then I move and my half hard cock plops out and her asshole is wide and creamy and my cum drips out I take some and she licks it from my fingers and then I lick her asshole again eating all my cum then she kisses me and sucks it from my mouth.... then she wipes down my cock with her tongue again...... I had placed my rod of hope in her asshole and she was now completely sated and fully in peace with God after that tight sweet hole was this time fully attained by the length of my pole and the sweet cream placed in her nether region. When we parted she could not stand up, but the smile upon her face said much more than she could speak. She said... "Thank you Father...I now know that I have not really sinned tonight for God would not allow such joy of his in mortals if it and he were not so good! Father, I must request you to pay such a visit again in a few days when I shall require your compassion again." I said, "Daughter, I have but fulfilled Gods promise to us all. I shall be most pleased to enable such divine exercise again, however, I must go now, for I have several other homes to visit and supplicants to address. But Daughter, be assured from now that your happiness is a reflection of the Goodness and ecstasy of knowing God!" Since then, I am happy to say that the women have all attained peace such as they have never seen before, and they are fully busy with their families and the love of their spouses with some assistance from the divine through me, I modestly state. In each case, I continue to place my faculties and physical abilities at their disposal, and thus am fully occupied in keeping these parishioners of mine pleased and fully occupied in matters of family and Church, thus keeping the temptation of Satan away from each one of them. I am doing my duty as the keeper of God's name in this Church. I will be most happy to enable such assistance that I can for your own similar predicament. Please let me know when and how and I shall be most pleased to remove all of your doubts that your flesh is but a channel for God's intervention, with some small help from me. Your sweet and sweaty cunte shall be the route for you to attain divine grace through me. I am available for cumsultation, and shall be available all day today or tomorrow... In the name of the Lord..... -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+