‟Bless Me, Father....”

It was just damned hot.

Another bead of sweat trickled down the back of Father Nate's neck, partially soaking into his tight collar before joining the growing stream that seeped all the way to his ass crack. He purposefully wore nothing but his collar and sandals under his ankle length cassock for the two hours or so of late Saturday afternoon confessions but it was still stifling in the small enclosed confessional.

“Dos rosarios, abuela,” he told the old woman kindly, waving his hand in absolution before sliding the hatch on his right side closed then waiting a few seconds to open the one on his left.

A bright smile spread across his face even before he completely opened the sliding panel. Eleven year old Isabella knelt with her head bowed waiting for him.

“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It's been two weeks since my last confession,” the young girl recited quickly without looking up as if that somehow granted her anonymity.

“What sins are you here to confess, child?” Nate asked while opening a couple of the buttons on the front of his cassock to give himself easier access to his throbbing cock.

The young girl reeled off a number of trivial sins of no particular interest. Father Nate listened carefully, knowing there was more to come. All he needed to do was ask a few leading questions and the eleven year old, like all the other teen and preteen boys and girls, would confess to him in explicit detail the ways she pleasured herself, and even perhaps others, in the past two weeks.

“Is that all, child?” he asked benignly, knowing full well the preteen girl would not be able to resist revealing her most intimate secrets to him .

While Father Nate kept facing forward, his eyes looked to his left, locked on the eleven year old's face as his dick stiffened in his hand. Isabella hesitated a moment, apparently embarrassed about what she knew she had to tell him.

“I...I touched...myself,” she whispered softly, not daring to look up at him, ‟...again.”

“And where did you touch yourself?” he asked soothingly. “You know, in order to be forgiven, you must confess all your sins without exception...and leave nothing out.”

Isabella took a deep breath and let out a sigh. Of course, she knew she had to tell him every detail, just like she had the last time she made a confession and the time before that and the time before that and the time before that, going back at least the past two years he had been there to hear her confessions.

Father Nate continued waiting patiently, slowly brushing his left thumb over the tip of his throbbing cock. Like all the other teens and preteens making their confessions, Isabella got to the specifics about her increasing sexuality only very slowly, requiring him to draw out the explicit details. That was fine with him since it both excited him more and meant he had a longer time to edge himself to a final climax, the one he always tried to save for the teen who always confessed last, Isabella's fourteen year old sister Claudia.

‟I touched my titties because they hurt and itched,” the eleven year old murmured so lowly Father Nate had to lean a little closer to hear.

‟And how did that feel?” he asked, wiping away the first droplet of precum to ooze from his piss slit.

‟It made me feel really good...really, really good,” Isabella muttered without looking up, ‟and tingle all over.”

‟So what did you do when you started to tingle all over?” Father Nate continued pressing the little girl while gently squeezing his ball sac to hold back from cumming much too quickly.

‟I...I reached down...between my...my...legs,” Isabella continued reluctantly, ‟and touched myself...down...there.”

‟How many times did you do that, child?”

‟I'm not sure...exactly,” Isabella responded with a hint of fear she wouldn't be forgiven without a full and accurate account, ‟usually every night before I go to sleep and sometimes in the morning or other times during the day too.”

‟Did you touch yourself that way...down there...between your legs...this morning?” Father Nate asked, wanting the little girl to verbalize every very explicit detail about the way she pleasured herself.

‟No, Father, but I did last night,” the eleven year old answered.

‟Go on, child,” he murmured softly, ‟use that as an example of what you usually do and tell me everything you do to yourself...when you touch yourself down there...and don't leave anything out.”

‟When the tingling got too strong from my titties, I put my hand...down there...between my legs,” she continued, slightly more comfortable as she recalled the details, ‟and slid my hand into my panties. The slit between my legs was so warm and the more I touched myself, the wetter I got. Then I started rubbing that...er...special spot...and the tingling got stronger.”

‟What special spot is that?” Father Nate asked hoarsely, his fingers already coated with precum as the eleven year old continued describing for him the way she masturbated in detail.

‟The one right near the top of my slit. It feels so good when I touch it and rub it...the way Claudia showed me,” Isabella explained, inadvertently telling him what he already expected to hear from her sister in a short time.

‟And then what happened, child...after you rub that special spot for a while?” the priest asked softly, pulling his hand from his cock for fear of his cum erupting much earlier than he intended.

‟My whole body starts to tremble...and it makes me feel so good for a little while before it stops and my hand and my panties get so wet,” the eleven year old told him with a bright smile, before she realized what she was admitting and bowed her head again.

‟Well, child, I absolve you of all your sins. Say ten Hail Marys and try not to touch yourself so much before your next confession,” Father Nate gasped, letting the little girl off easy, not wanting to discourage her from what she would naturally do anyway...and tell him all about during her next confession.

Isabella thanked him as he slid the panel shut on his left side and sat silently for a moment. The sounds of movement on his right brought him back into focus.

He opened that panel and listened to ten year old Hugo confess to playing with his dick multiple times a day and sharing hand and blow jobs with a few of the other boys around his age and a little older. Father Nate simply smiled, knowing full well the preteen boy wasn't telling him everything, deliberately omitting the twice weekly visits he made to suck, and get fucked by Father Lester, the sixty year old lead parish priest.

For the next hour and a half, he listened to an unending series of minor infractions mixed in generously with the usual acts of masturbation and sexual experimentation common and expected among boys and girls entering or just finishing puberty, the sort of things that kept his own cock hard and throbbing most of the time. He glanced at his watch when the familiar aroma of a cheap perfume wafted to his nose. He slid the left panel open and was greeted by Claudia's smiling face.

"Everyone left," she said without the usual confessional preamble, ‟I waited as usual until the last one walked out the front door."

‟Do you have any sins you want to confess?" he grinned as the fourteen year old girl rose from her knees, left the confessional and almost immediately opened the door to the niche where he was sitting.

‟Is there any point?” she chuckled, reaching for his hand as he got to his feet. ‟I'll tell you all about all the sins I committed since I saw you last Thursday while you lick my pussy and finger me to a couple of orgasms.”

He smiled back at her before leading her to a door on one side of the altar, through the room where the priests kept the vestments they wore for Mass and down a short hall into his office. Claudia closed and locked the door behind them then leaned back against it slowly unbuttoning her blouse.

After watching her for a moment and admiring her bare lemon sized tits with dark brown nipples when she shrugged off the blouse, he pulled off his cassock, standing in front of the teenager in just sandals with his six inch uncut cock pointing straight at her. She smiled at him seductively while slowly letting her shorts, without panties beneath, fall around her ankles, brushing a finger through the wispy pubic hair above her protruding mound and slightly gaping slit.

‟I'm still a little sticky,” she explained as she walked over to a small sofa to sit and spread her legs wide open, ‟since that new young nun...Sister Marie...just had to lick my pussy after I fingered her to three orgasms right after lunch.”

‟Is that your confession?” he laughed, dropping to his knees between her thighs to gaze lustfully at her smooth gaping cunt.

‟That's all I did since I fucked you the other night, other than playing with myself, of course, as many times a day as I can manage,” she grinned, spreading her pussy lips with both hands to give him a good look at the moist pink inner folds and the dark entry to her cunt. ‟Doesn't that count?”

‟What about rubbing Isabella's pussy?” he asked, before very slowly dragging the tip of his tongue from her puckered asshole to her surprisingly large clit.

‟Well, that too but I was going to tell you about that later,” she gasped, her thighs trembling slightly to the touch of his tongue, ‟since I think she's ready to do a lot more than lick me and play with herself.”

‟Then I absolve you of all your sins,” he moaned, sliding a finger into her cunt while sucking her clit into his mouth, ‟and your penance is to cum twice on my face and once again after that on my cock when I fill your tight cunt with my sperm.”

‟Yes, Father...oh yes...yes...yes.”

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‟Come,” Father Nate said absentmindedly, hearing the single knock on his office door without looking up from the catechism class tests he was grading.

The soft swish of rustling fabric told him it was one of the nuns before he raised his eyes. When he glanced up to see the smiling face of Sister Marie, he felt his cock twitch in his trousers, recalling what Claudia told him about the newly stationed nun a few days before.

‟Good afternoon, Father,” the young nun said with a mischievous smile, ‟I hope I am not interrupting.”

‟Oh, not all,” he replied with a toothy grin, pushing the scattered papers into a pile on the right side of his desk, ‟I could use a break from the routine of grading these tests. What can I do for you?”

‟I understand you are going to the city on Friday afternoon,” she began with a wan smile, ‟and I was wondering if I could ride along with you.”

‟Well, I don't see why not, as long as Sister Barbara doesn't object,” he replied, leaning back in his chair to gaze at her while spreading his knees wide enough to give her a clear view of the growing bulge in his trousers, hoping she was as into men as she apparently was teenage girls.

‟She already told me it was fine with her if you were willing,” Sister Marie responded to him, shifting in her seat a little, not bothering to even try to conceal the way she was staring at his crotch.

‟Well, everyone around here knows I'm always most willing...to be helpful,” he said with a devilish glint in his eyes, one that she acknowledged by licking her upper lip, causing his cock to twitch and bulge out even more, ‟but you do realize I will be spending the night in the city and not returning until the next day.”

Sister Marie smiled devilishly and slowly got to her feet. Without a word, she walked around the desk to stand with her knees beneath her habit practically touching his, her eyes locked on the now quite obvious hump in his pants.

‟I want you to know, Father, that I too am always willing too...most willing...always,” she murmured, reaching up to fondle her right tit through her habit. ‟I suppose you know how I ended up here.”

‟I've heard a few rumors,” he gasped, his cock starting to ache as it pressed harder against the fabric of his pants.

‟All quite true...and probably not even half the real story,” she laughed, raising the hem of her skirt that extended to her ankles and straddling his right thigh, ‟and I've heard a few rumors about you too...ones, if I may be so bold, I desperately hope are only half the real truth as well.”

Father Nate gulped, wondering exactly what she heard and from whom, guessing it was most likely Claudia. While he tried very hard to be discreet, it was a small town and parish and practically any rumor spread far and wide quickly.

‟I...I'm not sure...what you...mean,” he groaned, feeling the heat from her thighs starting to penetrate the right leg of his pants.

‟Let's not beat around the bush...although I'm welcoming you right here and now to do pretty much whatever you want with mine,” she grinned, lowering herself down until he could feel the warmth and wetness of her obviously bare pussy seeping through his pants onto the top of his thigh.

‟This...uh...is not...er...a very...um...good idea,” he protested weakly.

‟Oh hush, of course it is,” she admonished him with a smile while lightly grinding her bare pussy on his pants' leg. ‟Just so you know for sure, I was sent to the convent after my mother caught me giving my older brothers blow jobs. Actually, it was after the fourth time she caught us and that particular time, I was riding the older one with his cock deep in my cunt while sucking the other when she walked in. We were just celebrating my thirteenth birthday. I didn't mind being sent to a convent all that much actually, since I really like pussy too and, trust me, there is all sorts of hot, wet and very, very ready and willing pussy for the taking in a convent. Unfortunately, I guess I did a little too much taking and ended up here at the ass end of this diocese.”

‟What makes...you think...?” he started to object until she reached down and squeezed his throbbing cock through his pants.

‟Because I hear you are already fucking some of the young girls, and maybe even a few of the boys, around here, at least according to my very dear friend Claudia,” Sister Marie continued. ‟I also know she told you about licking each other's pussies regularly since I arrived last month. So I'm simply suggesting we all expand our horizons a little...especially since it has been quite a while since I felt a hard cock pounding me full of warm sticky cum.”

At that point, Father Nate simply grinned and surrendered by reaching under her skirt. With an impish grin, Sister Marie raised herself up far enough he could slide a finger between the wet sticky lips of her warm pussy. She moaned lowly when he found the throbbing hard nub of her clit, strumming it lightly as she fumbled with his belt and zipper.

As soon as she had his cock in her hand, Father Nate pushed himself to his feet and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He laid her on her back on his desk, letting his pants fall around his ankles, stopping for a second to admire the thick flaming red hair topping her puffy gaping pussy lips and the exposed moist pink inner folds of her cunt. He dragged his cock head through that welcoming gash a couple of times until his precum splattered in her unkempt thick red pussy hair.

‟For god's sakes, Father...fuck me...fuck me fast...hard...deep,” she cried out as he rammed his cock into the entry to her cunt, not stopping until his balls slapped against her ass.

Sister Marie threw her head back, locking her ankles behind his back as she pulled him into her even tighter. She gasped loudly with her cunt canal clamping on his cock. Father Nate groaned, then grunted his cum deep inside her. She bit her lip to keep from shrieking as her own orgasm rippled through her body.

He kept pumping her frantically until his deflating dick slipped out of her on a rivulet of his sperm and her pussy juices. He slumped on top of her, his heart racing and his breathing ragged, when he heard a loud knock on his door.

‟Father Nate, can I come in?” a young girl's voice called out.

‟Of course, sweetie, I was wondering when you would get here,” Sister Marie replied in a loud voice before he could do or say anything.

A startled look of panic spread across his face as he straightened up with his limp cum and pussy juice coated cock swaying in front of him. The door knob turned slowly before the door itself opened part way and Claudia slipped into the room.

‟Oh my, it looks like you started without me,” the teenager grinned devilishly, turning to lock the door before walking over to them. ‟Did you ask him yet?”

‟Ask me what?” Father Nate said reflexively, so surprised he didn't even try to cover his exposed dick.

‟I haven't had a chance yet,” Sister Marie giggled as Claudia leaned over to give her a tongue lashing kiss, ‟we kinda got...um...sidetracked.”

The fourteen year old girl just laughed, wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the priest's deflated dick and pulled his face down for another passionate kiss with her left. While she did that, Sister Marie reached over and unzipped the teenager's plaid school uniform skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Claudia wasn't wearing any panties as usual since, as she told him, she really liked flashing her bare cunt for the boys during classes and at lunch. The musky scent of her sex wafted to their noses from her warm damp cunt.

Father Nate let out a low groan, feeling his still sticky cock slowly stiffening in the teenager's hand. He glanced over to see the young nun tenderly fingering Claudia's pussy from behind. Claudia grinned and bent forward, giving Sister Marie even easier access to her cunt while she took the head of the priest's cock into her mouth.

Claudia momentarily gagged as his dick swelled in her mouth, yet expertly continued pressing forward, gulping until her nose practically disappeared in his pubic hair. She rolled her eyes up to look at him, seeming to smile with her tongue efficiently cleaning off the spent cum and slick pussy juices from his dick. After a moment, she let out a low moan and pressed her pussy back against Sister Marie's hand with her thighs quivering uncontrollably. A few seconds later, his cock muffled her shriek when she climaxed on the nun's fingers.

As soon as Claudia's orgasm faded away, she sat on the desk next to Sister Marie facing Father Nate, both their thighs casually spread open, their gaping pussies puffy and seeping. The teenager again turned to the young nun and whispered something Father Nate could barely make out.

‟You're right here, go ahead and ask him yourself,” the young nun smiled and turned to look at Father Nate.

‟I want to go to the city with you and Sister Marie on Friday,” Claudia said with a bright smile.

‟I don't know about that,” he responded with a perplexed look. ‟What did your mother say?”

‟I told her Sister Marie wanted company on the bus trip and we would be back by Saturday evening,” the teenager told him without any hesitation. ‟She agreed.”

‟But I'll drive, not take the bus,” he said looking more confused.

‟Yeah, I know, but it was only a tiny lie and that way I'll have a little extra money she said she'd give me.”

‟Why do either of you want to go to the city anyway for such a short visit?” he asked, looking back and forth at the two of them.

Claudia turned to look at Sister Marie, the expression on her face nonverbally urging the young nun to answer that question. Sister Marie took a deep breath and locked her eyes on the priest's.

‟I have an appointment early Saturday morning to get my six month birth control injection renewed,” she said with a slight quaver in her voice, ‟and I think it's way past time for Claudia to get started with the same.”

For a moment, Father Nate was lost for words. Everything they were saying went against some of the most fundamental teachings of the church. Yet he realized that, from a practical point of view, it made a lot of sense. He last thing either the nun or the teenager need was to get pregnant, especially by him, and it was extremely unlikely either would suddenly decide to become celibate.

‟Alright, you can come,” he finally told them, practically getting knocked off his feet as the two of them rushed to embrace him, pushing him back in his chair and licking and sucking his cock in tandem until his next meager load of cum spurted on to both their faces.

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