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Fisting the Father: A priest's adventures
Fisting the Father: A priest's adventures
Fisting the Father: A priest's adventures
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Fisting the Father: A priest's adventures

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WARNING: This book contains scenes of a graphical sexual nature and is intended for readers over the age of 18.

 

John and Ronnie are now settled together and their life is going great, they have found love together and have managed to keep it a secret from Father Martin.  One day a visit from the bishop changes all that and John has suddenly opportunities he hadn't dare dream about so soon.  Ronnie and John's life was soon to be changed and with their minds racing they turn to Bernie, and a chance for Father John to resume his threesome experience.

 

All is not easy for Father John as Mrs Cleaver continues to raise her head.


Part 3 of A Priest's adventures.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherSabrina
Release dateFeb 20, 2023
ISBN9798215026793
Fisting the Father: A priest's adventures
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Sabrina

Sabrina is an erotica author who loves to titalate with stories about ordinary people doing extraordinary things.   Sabrina loves to take walks in the park and is definately a people watcher, she likes to meet people and there is nothing more than interesting than listening to people's life story and learning so much from them.

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    Fisting the Father - Sabrina

    Part 3 – Fisting the Father - Sequel to Fisting the Priest

    By Sabrina

    Also available in the series

    Part 1 – Fisting the Trainee Priest

    Part 2 – Fisting the Priest

    Chapter 1

    Four years had passed since Father John had been ordained and taken his post at the church run by Father Martin, he’d spent that time working in the church but also learning how Father Martin managed it and the differences he would make should he ever get the chance to run his own church.

    His overriding difference would be that of the exclusions that Father Martin upheld under the ruse that he was upholding God’s law.

    A number of things had changed in the time since his ordainment and the best of those had been him finally leaving Mrs Rose’s lodging house.  He had been pleased when he found his own flat which he’d been required to do since the latest seminaries passing out and becoming Fathers in their own right and Mrs Rose taking on a new influx which filled her lodging house, and it was suggested by Father Martin that maybe finding his own place would benefit him in his personal growth.  John had agreed but it had also aggrieved him to think that people still talked about him behind his back and looked to make decisions that affected him.

    The flat he had found was in the next street to Ronnie, but John had never discussed that with Father Martin and it had been very useful as his relationship with his lover had blossomed with him spending many nights at Ronnie’s home.  In turn Ronnie had stopped attending church but would often spend evenings over dinner and subsequent drinks discussing how a more inclusive church would be run.

    John biggest shock had been when his mother announced she had been attending the church near to her own home and with him becoming a father then she had also thrown herself into volunteering and during her time working as much as she could at the church she had become friendly with a man who was near her own age and they had become firm friends, taking days out together and enjoying meals cooked at each of their homes.

    It had taken John a little while to come to terms with his mother effectively saying that she had a boyfriend and it was one of the few times that Father Martin who had helped him see that despite her being nearly seventy, she too needed companionship and it was good that she had found it.  John wanted to respond by saying he was only happy as she had found a man and that fitted in with his bigoted ways, but as normal John smiled, nodded and took on board what the senior father said.

    It was Ronnie that had helped him see it was good for his mother and he relied on the good judgement from Ronnie much more than Father Martin these days.

    The situation with Mrs Cleaver, he believed, had also been resolved, John had paid another visit some weeks after the incident where he ended up in her bed with her and was determined not to let it happen again.

    His visit to her home had gotten off to a bad start when she had answered the door wearing just a towel, it looked legitimate that she had been taking a shower as her exposed skin was wet and her hair had been washed and it was wrapped in a towel.  John retreated a little from the doorstep and explained he would return in the next day or so when she convinced him that he should come in as she had good news relating to her husband and his work position. 

    John entered and she followed him into the lounge, her towel was around her as she moved into the kitchen to make a drink and he stood in the doorway listening to her as she spoke.  She was telling him about her ongoing platonic relationship with her neighbour and how John should be proud that she hadn’t resorted back to her affair with him.  John nodded and agreed that it was good that they were back to being just friends, ‘in fact’, she said, ‘I haven’t had another man since we fucked on the bed’.

    John recoiled as she said those words and his regret came back to bite him once more, John didn’t respond but she continued to talk about how she felt better about not cheating on her husband. 

    She was reaching up high for the instant coffee jar when her towel came loose and fell to the floor, John turned so it was clear he wasn’t looking at her as he assumed she would pick up the towel but as she looked at the towel draped across the floor she said, ‘oh well, it’s not like you haven’t seen it before’.

    She continued to make the coffee and as she was still talking John looked at her, feeling angry with himself as his cock sprang to life.  Mrs Cleaver turned to walk out of the kitchen with the two mugs in her hand and as she walked past John into the lounge and put the mugs on the coffee table, she winked at him.

    John retrieved the towel and as her hands became free, he handed it to her, she took it smiling, ‘don’t worry Father John, I’m not ashamed of my body, I thought you knew that by now’.

    John didn’t smile back as he said, ‘I do know that but thought if you were going to talk about how you’ve sorted things out with your husband you may want to cover yourself up’.

    She took the towel from him and as she stood naked before him, her breasts bouncing, as she mopped at her wet hair.

    ‘I’m ok if you want to knock one out Father, feel free to give yourself a tug’.

    John sat on the chair opposite the sofa, ‘I am fine thank you’.

    After a few minutes of rubbing her hair, she sat on the sofa and stretched out her body and then settled herself with one leg on the floor and the other propped up on the sofa, this pose gave John the perfect sight of her shaved slit and he could see her hole. 

    Trying to avoid looking at her pussy and wanting to ignore any suggestive remarks, although he knew he would not be coerced into anything as he had been before.  Before he’d been curious to see if he did have an attraction to sex with women, but it turned out he was just desperate.  Since he’d been in a relationship with Ronnie, he’d had no interest in her.

    ‘You were going to tell me your good news, about your husband’.

    John added the last part as he wanted to ensure she stayed on track and didn’t deviate on another tempestuous event.

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