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Authors name: Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)
Story title : Reaction Formation - 3

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Reaction Formation - 4 (MF, mc)
by Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)

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A man develops a program of mind control utilizing 
the Freudian defense mechanism of Reaction Formation. 
Various unexpected results are discovered.

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CHAPTER 5


Doug did not know what he had begun. His experiment with 
the Freudian defense mechanism of reaction formation was 
very successful. These experiments were also 
significantly changing several people's lives. Doug did 
not have much to loose. He was unemployed living on a 
small pension with few real friends.

Of course, he now had association with Kathy, Bill, and 
soon to be Father John and Sister Teresa. Whether or not 
this was to their best interest it did not seem to 
matter. What mattered to Doug was his experiment. Of 
course, the fact that he was getting plenty of sex also 
provided him with a lot of motivation. The one thing Doug 
was missing though was the affect his program was having 
on him. At the very least Doug was now finding he needed 
a sexual release at least two times a day. In the past he 
was quite content to masturbate once a month. Also, he 
was now very much into domination.

Doug had just finished reviewing Kathy's latest journal 
entries. Hers were now mostly routine accounts of her 
masturbation. She continued to go without panties and at 
times would manage some interesting masturbation 
techniques accomplished in a public place. He saw that 
Kathy continued to react sexually to any guilt impulse 
and the sexual impulse continues to generate much guilt. 

Bill's accounts were also about the same. Since he became 
involved with Doug's program his libido had increased, as 
had the others. He now masturbated at least two times per 
day so his sauces were on the increased. He reported that 
this made everyone happy including his daughter. He also 
reported number of incidents where he saw his daughter 
partially unclothed. He never mentioned this effecting 
him but it seemed each time he had a good look at her 
body he was ready to make some new sauce. Also, he 
reported a new incident of allowing her to see him naked.

Father John continued to be confused. He decision to talk 
to Sister Teresa was a disaster for both of them. His 
problem was complicated that now he thought of both Kathy 
and Sister Teresa when he masturbated and he was now 
masturbating several times a day. At times he would even 
fantasized Sister Teresa and Kathy together.

Sister Teresa pondered her newfound sexuality. Her orgasm 
had a great effect upon her. Unlike the other though, 
masturbating alone did not satisfy her. She knew she and 
Father John would have to work on their problem together 
for her to find the relief she needed.

Kathy was at the Church working on her program for the 
teenager when Ann, an 18 female asked if she could talk 
to her.

"Sure Angela, What can I do for you?" Kathy asked.

"Could we go somewhere and talk in private?" Angela 
asked.

"Sure, let go over to Father Stewart's office. He is out 
of town and I know he will not mind," Kathy said as they 
walked over to his office.

"So what's up?" Kathy asked.

"I don't really know how to talk about this but it is my 
father."

"Okay what about your father?" thinking it was some 
simple disagreements. Ann was a senior in high school and 
was soon to be leaving for college.

"I think he likes to see me naked," Ann almost whispered.

"Why would you think that?" Kathy said very surprised at 
the subject. She knew Ann's father and liked him. He made 
the best sauces with his various dishes he brought to 
Church functions.

"It is just that he walks in on me all the time when I am 
changing clothes and stuff," she explained.

"Has he ever touched you in a bad sort of way?" Kathy 
asked fearing the answer.

"Oh no he has never done anything like that. It is just 
he will walk in while I am in the shower and stand and 
talk until I get out. I can tell he is looking at my body 
and sometimes he will look right at my pussy," the girl 
explained.

Kathy was not happy with her response to the word pussy. 
It sent a charge through her own pussy. Suddenly this 
story had taken on a new dimension.

Ann not knowing Kathy's internal reaction continued, "The 
fact that he looks at me is not really what I'm worried 
about."

"I don't' follow you," Kathy said trying to ignore her 
pussy's tingle.

"The thing that bothers me is how much I like for him to 
see me," Ann said with her head down in shame.

"Oh I see," Kathy said with a bit of hesitation because 
for various reasons this story was having a dramatic 
effect on her. Father Bob's face staring at her own pussy 
came immediately to mind and this only served to further 
intensify Kathy's swollen clit pressing against her pussy 
lips.

"Do you purposely let him see you?" Kathy asked.

"Sometimes. Mom is at work a lot so I will come home and 
take a shower. I often leave the door to the bathroom 
open so it is easy for him to walk in. I think it is a 
game we both play. Like the other day I walked out of the 
shower with a towel. I walked into the kitchen for a 
drink and he was standing at the counter. As I reached 
into the refrigerator with my back to him I accidentally 
dropped the towel but still got my drink. He came over 
and picked the towel off the floor. His face could not 
have been more than a foot from my butt and I could feel 
his breath on my pussy lips," Ann said with a bit of a 
sigh.

Kathy could not quite understand why this was affecting 
her the way it was but it was having an effect. Of 
course, at this time just about everything was having 
effect. As Kathy pondered her own thinking Ann stood up.

"Am I disgusting or what. Wanting my own father to see 
this." Angela was wearing a pair of gym shorts and pulled 
them all the way down in disgust of herself. The small 
patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair just above the pink 
slit of her pussy lips were not lost on Kathy. She then 
flopped onto the floor with her head in her hands crying.

Kathy looked up at Ann's outburst and saw her sitting on 
the floor in front of her. Even though Angela's head was 
lowered with tears flowing what caught Kathy's attention 
was of the perfect view she had of Angela's young pussy. 
The way Angela was sitting with her legs slightly parted 
and her head resting on her knees gave Kathy an 
unobstructed view of what Angela's father loved to see. 
Kathy was discovering she was enjoying the sight much too 
much.

Kathy quickly pulled herself together and sat down to 
comfort Ann. Ann rested her head on Kathy's shoulder and 
Kathy let her cry.

"It is okay to have sexual feelings. These are normal. 
Sometimes it all gets to be a bit confusing but that is 
also normal," Kathy told Angela.

"I just don't know," Angela said looking up at Kathy.

"You are a very attractive girl. I don't think it is 
right for a father to look at his daughter in a sexual 
way but you have a marvelous body. Look at you. You have 
a very pretty face; your breasts are the perfect size. 
Look at your legs nice and trim and firm. You butt is 
perfect and that little slit between your legs is 
something guys just can't get enough of. I guess your 
father is one of those guys. Of course, he has not broken 
any rules. He has not touched you in an inappropriate way 
and that is a good sign. I guess though in looking at you 
myself, I can understand why someone would want to see 
you naked," Kathy explained trying to be supportive and 
ignore her own feelings of desire.

"You mean you like to see me naked," Ann asked and stood 
up. 

Kathy looked up at Ann who was now standing directly in 
front of her. Ann's pussy was no more than foot from 
Kathy's face. Kathy could not help but stare at it and 
Ann saw what Kathy where Kathy was looking.

"Do you like to look at my pussy, Kathy?" Ann asked 
again.

"Ahhh," Kathy said hesitantly, "You have a very nice body 
Ann." Kathy was becoming confused since she knew she was 
caught. The more she looked away from Ann's pussy the 
more she looked at it and noticed droplets of moister 
forming on the pussy lips. She also noticed a slight 
swelling of Ann's little pink pub.

"I said do you like looking at my pussy, Kathy?" Ann said 
in a more demanding voice.

"Yes, yes, you have a very pretty pussy Ann. I can under 
why your father would like seeing it," Kathy finally 
replied feeling her own pussy quiver as she stared at Ann 
pink lips.

"Well have a close look at it," Ann said. Ann was 
suddenly feeling much better about herself and quite 
excited as she moved forward so she was standing close 
enough that Kathy could smell her pussy's aroma.

Upon a sudden impulse Kathy leaned slight forward and 
began licking Ann's pussy. Angela was started but also 
turned on. Ann forgot all about her father and began to 
buckle toward Kathy's tongue as it probed into her hot 
pussy, licking her swollen clit. Suddenly Ann moaned 
loudly and a surge of liquid flowed out of pussy. Kathy 
eagerly drank it up while she vigorously rubbed her own 
pussy giving her body an exploding orgasm.

Kathy and Angela slid down on the floor and hugged each 
other.

"It's okay to have sexual feelings. Just as long as you 
keep it under control," Kathy said to Ann knowing that 
she was well beyond any kind of control.

"You don't know how much better you have made me feel. I 
feel normal again," Ann said knowing though that her 
shows for her father would continue. She had not told 
Kathy about her father's displays to her. She loved 
seeing him naked and sometimes his cock would be hard. 
Ann wondered how it would feel to hold it and what it 
might taste like. She decided it was best not to mention 
this, at least not now.

"It is Sister Teresa on the phone for you Father John," 
the receptionist said in another part of the Church.

Father John did not know what to say to the Sister after 
their last meeting. They had not talked since then but he 
had definitely been thinking about her. Her pulling up 
her dress and showing him her pussy never left his mind 
for very long. He had pulled his dick raw thinking about 
her. It seemed every time he masturbated it felt better, 
but damn it he was a priest. He was supposed to be 
celibate.

"Father, we need to talk," Sister Teresa said in her 
terse nun voice. She also had been thinking about the 
incident. Her memory of both seeing, feeling, and even 
tasting Father John's cum as he shot off all over her 
stayed in her mind. However, she had been unable to 
obtain any sexual release from these resulting feelings. 
She had attempted masturbation numerous times but could 
not obtain the orgasm she most desperately needed. She 
felt trapped and knew only Father John's exhibitionism 
would be stimulus enough to give her a release.

"I agree Sister," Father John replied.

"When can we meet?" she asked.

"How about today, this afternoon at 2:00."

"Ok, I will see you then," Sister Teresa said as she hung 
up the phone.

Sister wondered how she should approach the matter. She 
knew everything was messed up but her passion was in 
charge. She wanted to see Father John masturbate again. 
She did not want to have sex with him as much as to see 
him have sex. She also wanted to eat his cum; the brief 
taste of it had not left her. She was totally hung up on 
the previous incident with him.

Sister Teresa had been a nun for a very long time and sex 
was not part of her. She never remembered having an 
orgasm until the other day. Even though she had attempted 
masturbation numerous times it was a wasted effort. No, 
she needed Father John's help.

Sister Mary decided to make some special preparation for 
Father John's visit. She normally wore a full habit while 
at the Church. Hers was a rather loose fitting garment 
with a long skirt. The top buttoned to the collar. She 
began by stripping down to her nude body. She looked at 
herself in the mirror and thought, "Not too bad for an 
old lady." She was only 42 and had a firm body that only 
a few had ever seen.

She redressed with the habit with a few modifications. 
She wore no undergarments. She left most of the middle 
buttons of the blouse of the habit open. She was able to 
keep it closed with a staple in the middle making the 
loose garment looked fully secured. She then felt she was 
ready for Father John. As she thought of him she felt her 
pussy moisten but knew it would futile to try and achieve 
an orgasm without his presence.

Father John was afraid of his meeting with Sister Teresa. 
He masturbated a few minutes before he left in an attempt 
to relieve some of his pressure. It did not work and as 
he walked into her private office he felt his cock 
rising.

"Hi Father," she said and smiled.

"Hi Sister, what are we going to do?" he said in 
desperation.

"I don't know. Are you still having the same problem?"

"Yes and even worse," Father John said as he stood up. 
His pants budged out in front and as he watched the 
Sister stare his cock swelled up even more.

"Take it out," Sister Teresa said.

"What? You know what happened the last time," he said.

"Yes, I know what happened and I want to see your cock 
again," she said.

He could not believe he was hearing this from Sister 
Teresa but it was completely sapping his will. He needed 
to show her his dick. As he sat there he flashed back to 
an incident when he was younger. He was masturbating and 
his mother caught him in the act.

"What are you doing John?" she asked.

"I don't know," he said holding his swollen dick in his 
hand. The more embarrassed he became the harder his dick 
became.

"You are masturbating, any fool can see that. Who taught 
you to do that?" she asked expecting a quick answer.

"Just some of the guys at school." John was standing 
before his mother totally naked. When he took his hand 
off his cock it stuck straight out almost pointing 
directly at his mom.

"I guess you like the way it feels when you shoot off?"

John was even more embarrassed talking to his good 
Catholic mother about such things.

"I won't do it again. Can I go?"

"You and I both know you will do it again. So go and 
finish and let me see how you do it," she said with a 
weird smile on her face.

"I can't do that," John said in desperation.

"You can either do that or I will tell Sister Jane to 
have a long talk with you," she said again smiling 
knowing John's fear of the Sister.

"No, please not her. I will try to finish with you 
watching." John gripped his dick and began to pump as his 
mother sat in a chair.

"Come closer so I can see," she said.

He walked toward her.

"Come a little closer," she said almost whispering.

John was standing very close to his mother and he had 
never had his dick so hard. It was hurting him and he 
needed a release.

His mother moved her head downward and forward and was 
looking directly at his cock. Suddenly without warning 
she opened her mouth and began to suck on his cock. This 
was much too much for him and John immediately began 
shoot his cum down his own mother's throat. When he was 
finished she did not look up at him but licked the 
remainder of his cum off his now limp dick.

"We will never speak of this again. And I will never 
catch you masturbating again. Do you understand?" His 
mother said this in the voice he knew was very serious.

"Yes, I understand," he replied.

His mother walked out of the room and it was as if it had 
never happened.

"Are you there, John?" Sister Teresa said bring Father 
John back to the moment.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"Well take you cock out of your pants," she demanded.

John complied and pulled his almost pulsating cock out of 
his pants and stood before Sister Teresa.

"Close your eyes, John until I tell you to open them," 
she instructed.

He closed his eyes without question. Sister Teresa sat on 
the cough and opened her blouse enough so both of her 
breasts were visible. By now being unable to take eyes 
off Father John's cock her nipples was rock hard. She 
then raised her skirt and began rubbing her now neatly 
trimmed pussy. 

"Okay look at me John."

Father John opened his eyes to find Sister Teresa sitting 
on the couch with her breasts hanging out and her legs 
open revealing her fingers working on her wet pussy.

"Oh God, I can't take it," he said as he quickly began 
pumping his hard cock. He moved over toward the Sister 
knowing what she wanted. Sister Theresa took his cock 
into her mouth and began to suck. It did not take long 
for his dick to begin pumping out its load and Sister 
Theresa found the release she needed in a very long and 
totally satisfying orgasm.



CHAPTER 6



Doug Lewis was very pleased with himself. His theories on 
using Freud's ideas of Reaction Formation as means to 
gain control of others had worked much better than he 
ever expected. The first involved the sexually repressed 
Kathy. She continued to respond well keeping him informed 
of her every move related to her awakened sex life. And 
she had quite a sex life. He was totally enthralled with 
her latest adventure with Ann. He could not believe the 
fact that Ann was the daughter of Bill, his second 
subject. Bill also kept Doug informed of his various 
activities including his original semen sauce, a big hit 
for his family meal time and at all his dinner parties. 
Everyone wondered about the secret ingredient. Doug also 
was very interested Bill's episodes of peeking at Ann's 
more frequent displays of nudity and Bill was now putting 
on a few shows of his own for her.

Kathy had been to two more confession with Father John 
and each time she masturbated to orgasm during the 
confession. Her confessions contained all true statements 
but most of the information given was dictated by Doug 
for affect. He purposely left out many pertinent details. 
Now Doug had decided to find out what was happening on 
the other side of the confessional. What was Father 
John's thinking?

Doug knew and liked the young Father John. He noticed 
lately Father John seemed a bit more anxious like 
something was bothering him. And a few times Doug noticed 
what might have been a bulged in the celibate priest's 
pants. A few times he watched as Kathy and Father John 
talked and the bulge in Father John's trousers always 
seemed to appear during these conversations.

Doug decided to invite Father John over for a chat. 

"Father John, I wonder if you might stop by the house one 
day next week. There's a matter I want to discuss with 
you," Doug said after a Sunday Mass.

"Sure Doug, how about tomorrow?" Father John liked Doug 
and wanted to see him more involved in the Church. This 
would be a good opportunity and it was not men causing 
Father John's problems. Father John was having problems 
with women and erections: Two particular women, Kathy and 
her confessional orgasms; and Sister Teresa and their 
mutual exhibition of their genitals. "Yes, talking to 
Doug will be a good break for all these problems," Father 
John mistakenly thought to himself.

Doug felt a priest would be a great subject for his 
experiment. Who better to have the defense mechanism of 
reaction formation than a celibate priest? Who better to 
have sexual conflicts?

"Hi Father John," Doug said as he let the priest into his 
home.

"Hi, Doug, how are you today?" Father said as he sat on 
the sofa.

"I'm doing well. Can you give me just a minute?" Doug 
asked.

"Sure, no hurry," Father replied.

"Listen to this new jazz group," Doug causally said as he 
turned on the stereo and left the room

Father heard the strange sounds and wondered about Doug's 
taste in music. As he listened the music began to have an 
affect on him. His mind began to relax for the first time 
in several days. He did not have an erection. He was 
feeling rather good but in a strange sort of way. He felt 
very peaceful. Doug's house felt very safe as the music 
continued to sooth him into the right frame of mind. 

Doug watched from the other room and as he saw Father 
John's expression begin to relax knew that his strategy 
was working. He waited for a good ten minutes before he 
returned to the room.

"Father John are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm fine," Father John said in a dreamy sort of 
voice.

"I would like to ask you some questions and I hope you 
will tell me what I want to know."

"Yes I will answer your questions," the priest said.

"Tell me about Kathy?" Doug asked and noticed an 
immediate change in Father John's rate of breathing.

"Kathy is a very nice person. What do you want to know?" 
Father John said in the same dreamy voice that hinted at 
some agitation.

"What affect does she have on you and why does she have 
that affect?" Doug asked.

Father John felt his heart rate increased and felt his 
breathing change. He wondered why he had to go back to 
these problems from this nice safe place. But something 
was pushing him and he felt he had to be totally honest 
and direct for Doug. It was important that he tell 
everything.

Doug was observing that Father John's reaction to his 
program was different from the others. Father John was 
more in a placid trance. He seemed robot like but he was 
cooperating.

"Every time I am around Kathy or think of Kathy I get an 
erection. The only way I can relieve this is by 
masturbating. This began the first time Kathy confessed 
to her new sexual cravings and she became so excited that 
she masturbated during the confession. She keeps coming 
to confession and each time masturbates while asking me 
for forgiveness. Her behavior has awakened desires in me 
I thought were long ago dead."

One part of Father John could not believe he was telling 
Doug these secrets particular the scared nature of the 
confessional. Another part of him felt really good at 
getting this off his chest. Of course Father John had 
quickly developed an erection and it was becoming rather 
painful erection. Father John's was very obvious to Doug 
as he looked at Father John's trousers poking out.

"What are you doing about this?" Doug continued to 
inquire.

"I have gone to Sister Teresa for help."

"How did she react when you told her these things?"

"She was shocked but she said she would help me."

"What was she going to do?" Doug asked.

"She told me to masturbate. I did not think it was a good 
idea but she said she wanted to learn about such things 
and this was good opportunity. I begin to masturbate in 
front of her but suddenly Sister Teresa pulled up her 
dress and showed me her pussy. I could not help it and I 
ejaculated all over her. Sister Teresa's watching me 
caused her to have a sudden intense orgasm and now we are 
both having sexual problems. Last time I met with her she 
sucked my penis like my mother did and ate all my semen." 
Father John looked relieved at having told Doug these 
things.

"Wow," Doug thought to himself. "Talk about some sexual 
conflicts." Doug knew he had found someone else to be in 
his study. Doug also felt that budge in his own pants and 
pulled out his cock.

"What do you think of this Father John?" Doug asked as he 
stood before the priest.

Father John just looked at Doug's hard cock. "It is 
nice," he said.

"How does your cock feel?" Doug asked.

"My penis, my cock is hurting. It is too hard," Father 
John replied.

"Take it out and let me see it."

Father John reached down and unzipped his pants. He 
reached in and pulled out an eight-inch cock that already 
had pre-cum on it.

Doug was amazed and very excited. He had never had the 
desire to suck a guy but suddenly the thought sounded 
very interesting. Doug knelt down between Father John's 
legs and examined his now very hard penis. Doug licked 
the pre-cum off the tip and found the taste okay. He 
licked the head like a lollypop.

"Oh, Mmmmm," Father John moaned still deep within his 
trance.

"What the hell?" Doug decided. He proceeded to take 
Father John's cock all the way into his mouth and began 
to suck in earnest. He also reached inside his pants and 
pulled out his balls. He could tell Father John was 
close. Father John's cock began to twitch and the head 
swelled. Suddenly a glob of cum hit the back of Doug's 
throat almost gagging him. Then another and another so 
Doug had to pull away allowing the cum to splash in his 
face and in his hair. This was too much for Doug he also 
began to cum all over Father John's sock and shoe. When 
he was finished Father John's right sock was wet with 
cum.

Doug slumped back on the carpet and looked at Father 
John. "I've just sucked off a priest," Doug said to 
himself. "What do you think Father John?" Doug asked.

Father John just sat there with a rather blank look but 
had a smile on his lips.

Doug cleaned himself up but purposely left the cum on 
Father John's sock. He wiped it off his shoe. "Let him 
figure this out," Doug thought.

"Father John put your cock back in your pants," Doug 
instructed.

Father John obeyed and zipped up his pants.

"Father John I want you to keep a journal about your 
activities. I want you to report anything of a sexual 
nature. Do not allow anyone to see this journal but me. I 
will check with you to take a look at your journal. Do 
you understand?" Doug said.

"Yes I understand," Father John replied still with a 
slight smile almost a grin on his face.

"Also, the next time you hear Kathy's confession it will 
have even a greater affect on you," Doug said to the 
priest. "I want to know what happens."

"Yes, Doug I will let you know," Father John replied.

Doug went over and turned off the music and watched 
Father John.

Father John's eyes began to loose their hazy look and he 
looked somewhat confused.

"Well Father John I will consider what you have said and 
let you know. I really appreciate your coming here and 
discussing these things with me," Doug said.

Father John had no idea what Doug was talking about. "Oh 
okay Doug," he muttered thinking I must be loosing it. As 
he walked down the sidewalk to his car Father John was 
very perplexed. He did not remember the conservation with 
Doug but certainly felt like something had happened. He 
felt it in his penis like he had just ejaculated. He also 
had that soothing feeling that always accompanied his 
masturbations. As he got into his car he noticed that his 
sock was damp.

Doug spent the afternoon compiling his information. He 
wondered about Sister Teresa and was planning on where 
his next move would be.

The next day was time for another confessional session 
with Kathy. Father John was going to make arrangement for 
another priest to listen to Kathy but never followed 
through with this. Today, he was very nervous about the 
confession. He was feeling particularly horny today for 
no apparent reason. He already had an erection as he 
walked toward the confessional and used his notebook to 
hide the budge under his robe.

Kathy arrived on time. She continued to feel very mixed 
emotions about her confession. She was very ashamed that 
she would desecrate such a holy thing but that very 
desecration was what made it so good. Kathy held her head 
down in shame as she entered the booth but her clit was 
standing tall rubbing against her pussy lips as she 
walked. Of course, she had worn no panties. This time she 
did not even worn a bra but let her breasts bounce again 
the fabric of her blouse. Her nipples were brown hard 
buds poked through her blouse as she entered the 
confessional.

"Father John, hear my confessions," Kathy said as she sat 
down know Father John was just inches away. She could 
feel her pussy juices beginning to flow even though she 
knew it was wrong.

"My child, what are your sins," Father John began 
shifting around to ease the pressure on his hard cock.

"I am now masturbating several times a day. Once while on 
the bus a man saw me rubbing myself and I did not care," 
she said feeling a wave of sexual excitement flow over 
her.

Father John listened to Kathy and his uncomfortable 
position was even more so. Unknown to Kathy Father John 
pulled up his robe so that his cock was free. As he 
listened to Kathy he had his hand on cock and was being 
moved into a sexual frenzy by her confession.

"Go on my child," he managed to say in a hoarse whisper.

"I was sitting in the park near my office on a bench that 
faced away from the crowd. It was right in public but it 
was somewhat hidden. I was eating lunch when my pussy 
began to itch. I began to rub it and I got all excited. A 
young man walked by and saw me with my hand under my 
skirt. He stopped to watch. I could not help it but 
pulled up my skirt and let him see my pussy. He could not 
believe it. He stood there and watched while I rubbed 
myself to an orgasm." Kathy was breathless and her hand 
was working on her. 

Father John was in a bad way. His cock was making him 
think things he should not think. He kept remembering 
Sister Teresa sucking his cock when the idea formed in 
his mind.
 
"Kathy, you have been bad," he said quietly.

"Yes Father John, I know I am bad, I am rubbing myself 
right now," she replied.

"For that you must pay penitence."

"Yes Father."

"You must drink of the holy fluid," Father John could not 
believe he said this.

"How do I do that?" Kathy asked.

"I will show you," Father John said as he stood up. In 
the confessional was a small window covered by a cloth so 
you could hear but not see the other person. Father John 
pulled this aside and stuck his hard cock through the 
open. 

"Suck this hold rod and do not miss a drop of its 
contents," Father John instructed.

Kathy was shocked to see a hard penis come through the 
cloth. She could not believe that this was happening. She 
also could not believe her sexual desire could intensify 
but it did as she took the holy cock into her mouth. She 
quickly became totally immersed in sucking every drop of 
fluid she could.

Father John almost immediately felt his balls contract 
and his cock begin to twitch. He was amazed something 
could feel so good. His balls erupted their rapture and 
he felt Kathy drinking up his basic essence. 

Kathy felt Father John's cock beginning to cum. She 
sucked even hard like a baby to a nipple for life giving 
milk. When he began to cum she choked but did not let a 
drop of his semen escape. It felt that each shot cum 
pumping into her mouth created the ecstasy of a religious 
experience. She continued to lick his dick until every 
drop was consumed and in her confused mine felt that she 
had devoured scared juice that Father John represented.

Father John now emptied sat back. He could not believe 
what had just transpired.

"Kathy?" he whispered.

"Yes, Father John, I feel so wonderful. Thank you so 
much," Kathy said in true appreciation of this wonderful 
experience. Even though on some level Kathy knew they was 
treading on dangerous boundaries at this point she did 
not care.

Kathy's sincere appreciation only made Father John feel 
worse but then his body had never felt better. He knew he 
wanted Kathy and he knew he was going to have her.

"Kathy your sins are forgiven," he said. He knew 
everything was wrong but he could not help himself. He 
felt lost in the passion.

Kathy left the confessional feeling wonderfully blessed. 
However, at the same time Kathy had a nagging feeling of 
self-doubt that she chose to ignore.

Father John left the confessional feeling like a failure 
as a priest but as a man he felt totally fulfilled. As he 
walked to his study he said to himself, "I have to write 
all this down for Doug."

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. 

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