Thinking About Sexting A Priest? by Stigmataslut – Non-Fiction

Thinking about sexting a priest. you meet him online, send him nudes, message back and forth about all the ways you’d fuck each other — in the confessional, in the pews, on the altar. it’s all just fantasy – he’d never really break his celibacy, and neither of you has shared your name, location, or face.

You travel to visit someone and agree when they ask if you’d accompany them on their visit to Sunday mass. you’re not religious, but you can at least use it to inform your fantasies. it helps that the priest is extremely attractive …

When everyone goes up to take communion you stay in the pew and take out your phone, positioning it to take a picture of your crotch. you send it. a few seconds later you hear someone else’s phone vibrate at the front of the church.

The priest pulls out his phone, looks at it, blushes, and quickly apologizes to the person he’s handing communion to.

It’s a coincidence, of course.

After the mass, you excuse yourself from your friend to use the bathroom. really, you just want a suitable church backdrop to pose topless in front of. there’s an apse with a statue in it that serves your purpose. you pull your shirt up quickly and take a picture.

Almost immediately, you see your priest typing a message in response. you pause, waiting for it. You hear footsteps down the corridor and stare at your phone, not wanting to make eye contact. but the priest stops right in front of you and shows you his phone, the picture you just took on the screen.