0 comments/ 15864 views/ 2 favorites Pizza Ch. 02 By: dirtydeeds1001 Today, Beth found herself walking to that old church her mother used to take her to many years ago. After such a lustful previous day, Beth was beginning to feel the effects of social and religious guilt. She did not attend church as often as god might like - and certainly not as often as her mother had when she was living. The old church was situated in a rather seedy neighbourhood, close to where they had lived when she was a child. Its once white walls were now greyed with age and pollution; as was the neighbourhood. Beth pulled open the large double doors and entered the church. She sat for some time on the cold hard benches and prayed to her mother for forgiveness over her lustful ways. “Please mother, do not let me be a nymphomaniac. I could not stand the displeasure it would give you… even though I feel so much pleasure in the act.” As Beth stood to leave, she saw the priest enter a small brown wooden box that was the confessional. He was quite a tall man, and she guessed he could be rather strong under all those black robes. Beth followed. “Forgive me father for I have sinned. It has been many years since my last confession.” “Tell me child. What is it that you wish God to know, for he is always forgiving,” said the priest from behind the black curtain that separated them. Beth sighed and began to explain in as subtle way as she could. “I have felt a heat in my body like that of an animal, and I’ve been acting on it many times.” The priest seemed to murmured for her to continue. “I have felt such lust, such passion, like an all engrossing flame that boils inside me wanting all, taking more than I can control.” The black curtain began to shuffle a little. “Please, explain a circumstance for me in as much detail as possible.” “Yesterday, I was on my way to a seedy encounter when I was pulled over by a policeman. I seduced him. I took him in my mouth. I let him touch my naked body. I allowed him to rub his groin between my breasts. I wanted it. I craved it. I crave it now…” Beth’s fingers slipped into her pants and rubbed her wet pussy. “Please father, you cannot comprehend the need. Right now I burn to slide behind this curtain and wrap my mouth around your manhood. I wish to fuck the living daylights out of you. I want to feel you deep inside me, screaming, panting, pleasuring each other…” Beth was so engrossed that she did not notice the curtain shift and the priest watch her as she pulled her pants to the floor. She did not see his large cock stiffened beneath his robes. “My dear, God knows forgiveness like no other. But you do not need it. He made you to feel these feelings. He made you please yourself and to please others with your passion and your sexuality. If you wish to use my body then do. It is your calling.” The priest brushed back Beth’s blonde hair from her face so she could see his sincerity. Beth looked up at him, tears in eyes. “And what of my mother? Will she forgive this behaviour?” “Your mother will be proud that you are leading the life that God has chosen for you. Be happy with what pleases you. And take all that you can from life, including me.” “Are you asking me to fuck you? I thought that was not allowed. But I guess…” Beth smiled. She lifted the priest’s robes and took his large hard cock into her mouth. She felt the warmth of his body as he slid in and out of her mouth. She took his balls in her hand and rounded them in her hands. She touched his tight buttocks, and sucked harder on his large dick still pumping in and out of her mouth. She felt the pumping get stronger, and he was deepening inside her mouth. Then he stopped and Beth understood he was going to cum. She turned and leaned against the back wall, stripping all of her clothes from her body. “Let me be your vessel for pleasure…” Beth said. “Do with me what you’d like. But may kindness be your guide.” The father bent down on his knees and like he was praying began to kiss her wet cunt. He stood, kissing her stomach, her breasts, her throat her lips… his tongue was soft on hers. She felt the immense need to have him inside her and she spread her legs wider as he slid into her. He was a big man and she felt stretched to have him inside of her. “HOLY FATHER” Beth sighed louder than she hoped. The priest looked at her. “You please me very much” he whispered as he began to pump his large dick in and out of her body. Beth could feel the friction of energy multiplying inside of her sensitised body. The energy seemed contagious and it spread through out her whole body. Even her eyelids felt the pleasure of his energy and like an explosion she felt him cum inside her as she herself peaked in orgasm. “Thy kingdom cum… thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Remember that dear Beth. It is written in our most sacred hymn. It is part of your nature. Do what pleases you because it is gods will.” Beth smiled as the priest slid from her body and dressed. “Thank you father. You have given me much pleasure this day. I shall continue to do my best delivering Pizzas and pleasing my customers.” She winked and left the confessional box. What happens in the box stays in the box. ‘It does not have to effect my life or my moral. Just like the pizza. I’ll not emotionalise nor manipulate… Ill just please those people who want sex and pizza…’ she made an internal pledge to herself. Pizza Ch. 03 Pizza 3: The Resort “Watch out for that girl, she is unlike most girls.” Said a fellow colleague to me earlier. I see her now, lying on the side of the pool. Her golden hair tangling amongst itself, her breasts pout and her leg’s glistening in the warm sunshine. Rumours have it that she works as a pizza deliverer. That she sleeps with her customers for extra money. I cannot believe it of her, though equally don’t doubt its truth. She epitomises sexuality. Oozes it as she walks. She must be good, for she came with a Latino man of much money, a judge apparently. His wife phoned several days ago and the girl has been left here. I keep watching her, haunted by her beauty and confidence. It circles around me, arouses and strips me of my morality. I dream that I lay with her. Touching her breasts, kissing her navel… I watch her a lot… too much. I seem to spend most of my time around her, cleaning the pool, sweeping the leaves, drinking at the bar… Last night she went into town by herself – she did not return so. A man attaches himself to her arm. I follow them back to her room. She does not speak much, simple monosyllabic answers and instructions. He speaks. “Bet you like it hard.” She smiles. “I want to show you something.” They stop and she turns to him. He unzips his fly. She takes his cock in her mouth, her head bobbing a few times. “Come” She says. He follows her as they lead up the stairs to her room. Once inside she opens the liquor cabinet. She drinks a whisky. Turns on the music and begins to dance. She is seductive. And as the Latino beat heats up, she removes her top so she is dancing with her breasts exposed to the soft light. “Show me again” The man removes his pants. His erection stands at attention. “I’ll fuck you hard, bitch. I bet that’s how you like it.” She kneels in front of him and takes his cock in her mouth again. The man keeps talking; he doesn’t shut up. “That’s right… easy girl… smooth… oh… oh…” She stops. “Lie down” She says. He does as told and for a little while says nothing as his dick glides into her. She rides him smoothly. Her body dancing on his. But he seems uncomfortable with the sensualness of the moment. He needs control. “Roll over bitch. Let daddy show you how it’s done.” She is on all fours as fucks her from behind. He is hard on her. Her body jolts each time he drives into her in long hard strokes. “I’m riding your cunt like the dog you are… Daddy’s big cock is going to make you cum.” She looks up and I see her face before ecstasy hits her. As she sees me she cums. I wonder now if she saw me last night. Surely I make myself obvious and thus curse my stupidity and perverseness. And yet I’ve cleaned the pool four times today just to be near her. She gives me no sign, no look. I remain with the vulgar feeling that I have done wrong by her. At twilight I start to pack up the pool area, which has now emptied of all but the girl. All the furniture but the chair she sits on has been put away. So, I move up to her. Her eyes are closed, but she senses me close. One hand rubs herself, the other slides up my leg and into my shorts. I bend down and kiss her. Her breath is sweet like honey, her breasts soft and succulent. Her light touch makes me tingle under the warmth of her hand. She pulls me onto the banana chair, and removes my shorts. Two tiny strings are all that hold her bikini bottoms in place, but I undo their ties and the pants fall to the ground. She glides onto my erection, but does not move, rather she sits on me. I feel myself inside her body. She is warm and tight around me. In front of my face I see her… all of her beautiful body. Her crystal blue eyes, her little pixie nose, her dark red lips. Her soft golden hair tangles around her breasts. I kiss each nipple till they become dark like wild berries, and watch her face as she leans into me. Her body starts to rock, back and forth. Her cunt tightens on my cock. Her breasts knock slightly against each other. Her body is dancing as if to some slow seductive beat. In, out, up, down, back, forth, around and around. My body feels the heat of her lust and desire and as it surmounts in my veins, begging to be pushed to the edge. Pleading for more of her. We grunt at each other, like some unknown basic knowledge of pleasure. And go faster, stronger, longer, harder, till we are nothing but our cries under the pale moon. I can see the end of a journey approaching and I grab her buttock and drive it into me. She screams in pleasure and I drive her further on to my raging cock. “Fuck it.” I say. And we start fucking hard. Like mad animals preying on each other. Deeper and deeper we glide into each other until we feel a blur of passion and energy that is released in one strong hit. She cries one last cry and collapses on me. Her cunt convulsing on my cock. “What’s your name?” I ask. “Beth,” she smiles, “I’m Beth the pizza girl… make your order and you get me as the entrée.” “What about seconds?” “Always.”