HIS ALL CONSUMING DESIRE

Feature Writer: By Guardianwolff666

Feature Title: His All Consuming Desire

Published: 16.10.2020 / TUMBLR

Story Codes: Blasphemy

Author’s Notes: This piece of fictional writing has the ability to take a person by control, to lose ones senses, to feel the demons become one with you.  If your faith is of importance to you, then read no further — at least try to.

His All Consuming Desire

I was sitting on the bench inside the Mall just taking in the view of passersby. My legs eagle spread as I occasionally glimpse my own erection snaking down my pants leg.  Yes it’s big. And I know how to use it. It’s brought men to their knees in worship. It’s brought Christian men and women to their knees making them to disobey two of the commandments: Thou shall not fornicate, and thou shall not commit adultery.

I make them do both.  I make them worship Satan.  When the young catholic priest sat down on the other side of the same bench, I knew the ride he was in for.  My legs were still wide open and my cock pressed against the pants leg, he was surely getting an eyeful view of my monster dick.  When his glimpse finally honed in on it, I knew I had him.

I whispered to him. “Will you look at that!? You know how  frustrated a guy can get with equipment like that.”

The priest said,” I can imagine.”

He just kept starring at my massive cock. It was getting harder.  You could see the outline of the cock head as it flared to a pulse.

“They seem to have a mind of their own.  Even mesmerizing. Don’t you think? But I guess you don’t think much about those things what with you being a man of God.”

The priest just kept starring not even hiding his interest in his about to be best friend.

“I imagine such a sight to see probably is even getting you pretty boned up.”

All he could say was “yes”.

All of a sudden I saw he was sporting a hard on himself. Nothing like mine but still impressive.

“It feels good, don’t it Priest?”

“Yes, It feels very good.”

“You want it don’t you Priest?”

“I do”

“Do you want to touch it?”

“Uhh, uhh” was all the priest could say.

“It’s our secret, Priest.  You want release of your cock. It’s controlling you.  Very hypnotizing.  You feel like you you need to fuck, commit sodomy, fornicate, don’t you? Look at your cock.  It’s getting big. It’s going to get even bigger, bigger than you’ve ever been before.”

Just then my hand went between his legs and grabbed his cock in my fist.  He just closed his eyes and let me do whatever I wanted with him.

I whispered in his ear, “Hail Satan!”

And he whispered back, “Hail Satan!”

I was only inches from his face when I told him, “You will follow me to me car.  We will fuck. You will like that won’t you?”

“Yes. I want to fuck.”

“Yes, the Demons want to play.”

I got up from the bench. My butt was just inches from his face.

“Priest, you want to touch my ass, don’t you.”

“Yes” He said.

“Go ahead, feel it. Love it, touch it.”

His hand went up and gripped my tight muscled butt that formed tightly in my tight jeans.

“Follow me.” I commanded.

He got up and followed me to my car. I opened the front passenger door and let him in.  I went around to the other side, took off my muscle tee to reveal my abs and muscled chest. I unbuttoned just the top pants button, got in and closed the door.

I wasted no time with preliminaries. All I told was he was under the power of Satan, the likes that he has never felt before and he will want to feel it over again and again.

“You want my huge monster cock inside you, Priest. Don’t you? You want Satan’s serpent inside you, pleasuring you, pleasuring Satan.”

All he could continue to do was agree with me.  He had no will of his own.  I drew him to me and we held a deep long passionate kiss as my hands slid down the insides the back of his pants.  My finger found his hole and in it went.

His moans grew and all he could say was, “Hail Satan! I love Satan.  Fuck me Satan”

“First you need to get Satan’s cock wet and ready. Unbutton my pants and suck my cock.”

He had no choice but to obey me.  He fished my huge dick from my pants and went right down on it.  He didn’t hesitate one minute. He needed it badly and swallowed my precum eliminating from my piss slit with the anxiousness of one with a crazed addiction.

“Go down on my dick. Take it! Take it as much as you can. You want to please Satan’s cock. You must have Satan’s cock. Fuck yeah. That feels so good. You are Satan’s slut. Pull my pants all the way down, Slut. I want you to bury your face in my ass. Lick my hole. Eat my ass and pull your pants down, Priest.  Have you ever fucked a guy?”

“No, never!” was all he said. He removed his priest pants and shimmied out of his underwear.

His hard erection was pointing straight up.

“Mount me priest, and fuck me good.”

He lifted my legs as I lay back against the driver door. I guided his hard erected cock to my hole and he pushed in sending waves of immense pleasure to my ass. He loved fucking my ass. It was everything he wanted. His eyeballs just turned black and the leering smile grimace on his face took over.

He began moaning in guttural language revealing his darker side.

“Hail Satan! His most highest master of the darkness. We fuck in unison Master Satan. You are in me as your server receives your seed of transformation. You have chosen a good vessel to breed you servant of Satan.  You will now receive the seed of Satan.” Said the Priest.

In one final thrust, spurt upon spurt of cum shot deep into my ass and made its way deep inside me.  In the final thrall the Priest collapsed upon me and our lips met.

“Hail Satan,” I said.

“Hail Satan,” said the Priest “That was unbelievable—never have I felt such an orgasm nor have I had an experience like that. Will I have more?”

“Priest,” I said, “You have only just begun to experience Master Satan. You are to feel no guilt and no shame. This is life we are meant to experience. Unfortunately your religion forbids you to enjoy the freeing of the senses resulting in cataclysmic orgasms. We will be having more. A lot more.”

At that I drove the Priest to his car.  He got out closed the door walked a few steps.

He turned and asked, “Will I see you again?”

I just smiled and  before I pulled away I answered, “See you on Sunday, Priest.”

THE END